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Birding Up Too Hard| Mollie Macaw TFTG MC
Louie hated Mike. He hated him SO FUCKING MUCH. Louie wanted to smash Mike’s balls in a waffle maker and then beat him over the head with it he hated him so much. Why did Louie hate Mike so much, you may ask?
Mike was a better pilot than Louie. It was that simple. Louie was a really petty asshole.
For the entire time Louie had been training at the Djinn Eric Flight Academy, Mike had outclassed him in every way. From the smooth way he took off, to how delicately he handled his plane when turning, to the tricks he did in mid-air, to his buttery smooth landings, luscious, flowing hair, beautiful and kissable face, tight ass-
Wait what
Nevermind
Louie didn’t like Mike! Not at all! He didn’t have any internalized homophobia at all! He LOVED girls! He TOTALLY wasn’t gay! He wasn’t a Tsundere, BI-Disaster, he just was extremely jealous of Mike’s flight skills!
Yeah, stay in denial buddy. We wouldn’t have an unnecessarily crass and edgy TF Story without ya.
Ahem-
Ever since he met Mike, Louie had been looking for some way to take Mike out- I mean take Mike down a peg. The only method that Louie could think of was sabotaging Mike’s flight at some point…but that ran the risk of being caught and kicked out of the flight school entirely…If only there were some way to make Mike terrible at flying so he would crash and die…
The whole idea brought Louie back to that horror game that had come out recently. That Indigo Park thing…More specifically, one of the characters in it. That being Mollie the Macaw. Her penchant for building planes and then crashing them reminded Louie of what he wished would happen to Mike almost every hour he was awake and around Mike.
And once again he’d be thinking about it while browsing Amazon absentmindedly one night, when one odd listing caught his attention.
It read: “Purple TF Potion (It’s not Lean)”
Louie’s curiosity was immediately piqued, and he clicked on it and began reading the description.
“Are you some guy who reads Shitty TF Stories written by a 18 year old furry with too much time on his hands? Then you might get a kick out of this! This is magic juice that will turn someone into any form you desire upon them drinking it! (I swear it’s not lean)” The description read.
Louie was bored out of his mind, and it was only $12.55 with shipping and handling, so he decided ‘eh what the hell’ and bought it.
The package arrived about two weeks later, by that point Louie had just about forgotten he ordered it, so he was pleasantly surprised when it finally arrived. Louie hauled the box inside and tore it open. He then took the vial of liquid out of the box and examined it.
It was very boring. It was literally just a vial of mystery purple shit. Louie had wasted his time.
He grumbled and stuck the vial in his pocket, as he needed to hurry up and leave for class anyway. He had an idea for how he could use the vial though!
A few hours later at lunch, Louie noticed Mike sitting by himself at a table. Louie then slowly stood up and began making his way over to Mark’s table. His heart was absolutely pounding the whole way, and he was sweating profusely as well. Mike smiled as he noticed Louie approaching. Damn Mike…he never knew Louie’s true feelings for him.
“Oh hey Louie, what’s up?” Mike asked Louie.
Louie tried to speak up, but the words got caught in his throat.
“Something wrong?” Mike asked concernedly.
“Uh- no, j-just wanted to give you something.” Louie said, pulling the vial out.
“Huh…” Mike took the vial. “What is it?”
“It’s a grape smoothie I made you. I-I um, hope you like it…” Louie rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet like a shy uwu bean that a thirteen year old would write on Wattpad.
“Oh! Thanks Louie!” Mike said as he drank the whole elixir
Louie smiled mischievously and tip-toed away while someone across the room played a tiny piano to the beat of his steps.
Louie watched Mike the whole lunch period, waiting for the potion’s effects to take place, but it never did. Louie groaned in disappointment that the mixture wouldn’t be instant. He supposed that he’d have to wait a while longer before the shit took its effects.
And so Louie practically stalked Mark the whole day, until it was finally time for the first flight demo of the day, and Louie was watching from Afar as Mike sat in Hanger Number 1, waiting on his turn to fly while Louie was watching creepily through the window.
Louie’s excitement spiked as he saw Mike suddenly tense up and begin to sweat. He watched as Mike stumbled to his feet and accidentally backed up against the wall. This was quickly followed by his beautiful hair receding into his scalp, only to be replaced by a thick layer of feathers which quickly covered his entire face. They were primarily a bright green color with white around the eyes, almost like a mask. The color of the feathers shifted into a sunny yellow from Mike’s bottom jaw downwards, separated by a line of black feathers. Speaking of his jaws, they would quickly stretch out several inches, and the skin would harden and turn a deep grey color. Once the beak was finished growing, the edge of the top section curved downwards, and the bottom section did the same.
Louie wished that he could hear Mike crying out and screaming in pain from his transformation, but he appeared to have been rendered so woozy by it that he could barely react. He was stumbling around as if he was blackout drunk, and nearly fell over several times. Much to Louie’s annoyance as he wanted to see every moment of this from a good angle.
Mike eventually fell back against the same wall as last time, panting rapidly as his eyelashes grew cartoonishly long, as if he’d applied several bottles of mascara to them. Right after that, more feathers began to rapidly overtake his arms, turning them into massive and fluffy wings which quickly tore up the sleeves of Mike’s shirt and jacket. Mike held his new wings in front of his face fearfully and flapped them about. He was clearly terrified, and Louie relished every second of it.
Mike’s body began to writhe and twist as he fell to his wings and knees. His upper body began to lengthen and thicken up, assuming a more feminine, but still strong and bulky physique. Unfortunately his shirt and jacket wouldn’t be able to withstand the changes, and his feathery torso soon ripped right through them.
Mike let out a scream that was sadly muffled by the walls as a large fan of blue tail feathers exploded out of her pants. This was followed by Mark rolling onto her back as her boots burst off of her feet, which had grown into large, sharp talons.
Marks legs began to change next. Her thighs grew larger and thicker, meanwhile, below her knees, (judging by the way his pants started to sag around that area) they grew much thinner. Louie supposed that was reasonable for a bird.
Mark’s last article of clothing wouldn’t be long for this world though, as the lengthening of her legs in general, and growing size of her upper legs, her pants began to rip away from the top, and as Mark heaved herself back to her talons, that allowed the tattered scraps of clothing to simply slip right off.
Mark slammed his body against the window, and Louie dodged to the side so he wouldn’t be noticed.
“N-No! That’s not my name-! I-I-I’m Moll- I mean Mark! I’m not…my name…I’m a b-boy…a-am I?” Louie could hear ‘Mark’ crying out through the metal walls of the hanger.
“I…I’m no guy, I…I’m Mollie Macaw! The best pilot you ever saw! And by golly it’s time to take flight!” Mollie cried out with joy as she ran into her plane without bothering to get a new set of clothes because yeah that makes sense.
Louie pulled out his phone and started blasting the guitar solo from Free Bird as Mollie crashed the plane through the doors of the hanger, taking to the skies for a few moments before crashing into the ground on the other side of the runway and dying in an explosion.
Louie began to cheer like he just won the lottery at the sight of Mollie’s death, and ran off to a bar to go get drunk. Karma would later strike him that night when the bartender got so fed up with his drinking that he smashed Louie’s balls into a waffle maker which killed him the end.
Category Story / TF / TG
Species Parrot / Macaw
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 19.8 kB
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