This is my end of an art trade with TheMediocreFuntime98!
Sean was an avid cosplayer. Granted, he was pretty new to the whole scene, but he was enjoying it from the little amount of time he’d spent in it!
Another convention was coming up, and Sean had some money to spend on it instead of paying his many overdue bills, so Sean decided to make a new cosplay for it.
After a while of deliberation, Sean eventually settled on doing a FNAF Fan-Game cosplay. The hard part of that was figuring out which fangame to do. So after even more deliberation, Sean decided to cosplay as Percy Poodle from that Playtime With Percy game.
Now, Sean knew absolutely nothing about this game. He had never even seen any gameplay footage of it. In fact, he had never even heard of the game prior to finding it on google when searching “recent FNAF Fangames”. But Sean was more broke than my dad’s promise to always love me, and Percy looked really easy to cosplay as, so Sean snatched the opportunity.
So Sean set off to the uncharted wilds of the site known as E-Bay, where creepypasta Pokemon games rule the roost, and eventually found a really cheap red collar that seemed like it’d fit him. Though it had a pretty weird description, it read; “Please don’t buy this, I made the complete wrong listing on accident any my internet is so bad right now that I can’t take it down.”
So Sean immediately bought it. Worst that happens is that he gets a fun creepypasta adventure he can post on the SomeOrdinaryGamers wiki.
The collar ended up taking so long to arrive that Sean was worried he’d been scammed. The day of the convention was approaching ever further, and still the collar hadn’t arrived…Sean even had time to finish up the rest of the parts he needed for the cosplay before the fucking thing was finally dropped off at his doorstep.
Eagerly smiling at the delivery notification that popped up on his phone, Sean swung the front door of his apartment open and looked down to be met with a small, brown box with a single piece of paper on it reading: “You fucking idiot” with a picture of the Super Mario World ending with Luigi’s face superimposed on Mario and Peach below it.
Ignoring that, Sean picked up the box and brought it inside where he opened it up. The collar laid inside the box with no padding, no bags, not even any bubble wrap. But even still, the collar was in near perfect condition. This was probably suspicious as all hell, but Sean just wanted to get this damn costume together so he could stop worrying about it.
Sean picked up the collar and unbuckled it, then put it on around his neck. Shockingly, it was a perfect fit for him.
Sean figured he’d seen enough by this point. He didn’t want to end up messing the collar up before the con, so he reached to unbuckle it…
…It wouldn’t come off.
A mite of panic began to hit Sean as he continued to fiddle with the latch of the collar. And that mite only grew more and more as the overgrown choker refused to come off.
“What the hell is wrong with this thing-?” Sean huffed, continuing to struggle against the collar. But as he struggled, Sean felt something incredibly odd…it felt like hair, only much softer. Like dog fur.
Sean’s whole body tensed up as he ran his hand up his neck, feeling the same fur beginning to crawl its way up. He only began to panic harder as he felt it start to eat away at his face.
Sean immediately took off towards the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He was panicking so hard by this point that not a sound left his mouth as he watched the fur subsume his face. It was a snowy-white color, and very thick and soft. Sean’s human hair had been completely forced out by it, like an invasive weed forcing out the native plant life.
Sean still found himself unable to make a sound as he reached up to stick his hand into the coat of fur that now covered his whole face, and in the very next moment, his ears suddenly shot out like torpedoes, instantly reforming into long and equally as fluffy poodle ears.
Sean’s breathing began to quicken. He tensed up his body in a futile attempt to resist the changes, but whatever was happening to him easily broke through his makeshift wall, as demonstrated by his face beginning to twitch and burn as the bones and muscle reshaped and lengthened, stretching out by several inches, as well as the cartilage in his nose reshaping into a button mushroom-esque shape and turning black. Topping this off, Sean’s teeth grew sharper, especially his incisors.
Sean finally found the words to speak at this moment.
“H-Holy shit…!” He gasped. Sean’s body was then overtaken by another sensation of burning. He held his arms out in front of himself, watching as fur spread over them like storm clouds on a sunny day. And judging by the sudden feeling of warmth and pressure from beneath his clothes, he’d grown fur everywhere throughout his body.
“Fuck-! I knew I shouldn’t have gotten that collar-!” Sean just hoped this would end soon so he could write that creepypasta. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t seem to be stopping any time soon.
Sean groaned again as his body temperature rose. He doubled over from a sudden pain that was shooting through his legs and feet. The transforming human slowly and huffily rolled over onto his back, hoping to get a better look at what was happening to his legs.
Below the knee, they seemed to almost be bending inwards? That was Sean’s best guess at least, judging by the way his pants were shifting.
Sean groaned in discomfort again as he felt his feet ache harder. They involuntarily writhed and twitched as they grew, reforming into hardy paws and beginning to push against Sean’s shoes.
Sean heaved himself into a sitting position, where he got a front row seat to watch his shoes explode off his paws. The splinters of the footwear were sent flying in every which way, and the soles fell pathetically to the floor.
Whimpering in fear, Sean slowly stood back up. The changes in his legs had rendered him several inches taller now.
“I…I must be turning into Percy…?” Sean remarked.
If anything, this was going to make for a sickass cosplay.
Sean figured he was done changing by now, but unfortunately, he was most certainly not.
His muscles began to ache again, and Sean’s joints stiffened.
“Fuck-! It’s not done?!” He grunted.
His chest started widening as the muscles grew and toughed, as did his arms. Soon enough, his furry chest would tear through the front of his shirt, causing it to rip all the way downwards soon after. It relieved the pressure, sure. But now his shirt was effectively ruined.
“Aw fuck! This cost me a fortune!” Sean whined. In reality, he was lying and bought the shirt from Walmart, but it was still money down the drain.
And more money would continue to be wasted. Sean could already feel his legs beginning to balloon out.
“OHNONONONO-“ Sean sputtered, frantically trying to take his pants off before they could be ripped. But in his panic, he ended up not making any progress at all, and his legs ripped off a sizeable amount from his pants, rendering them as shorts. “Augh! Damn it!” Sean spat. And before he could further mourn his ruined trousers, a long, furred tail burst out of his spine and right through the seat of his shorts. Sean let out a dog-ish yipe at this moment as he tried to get a good look at his new tail.
“No fucking way…” He mumbled, wiggling it around. “…At least this transformation crap has to be done now…right?”
Sean stopped moving, almost holding his breath as he mentally tried to pinpoint anymore signs of changing…
…None came. The transformation seemed to finally be done.
Sean breathed a gargantuan sign of relief as he turned back to the mirror. And after staring at his new appearance in the mirror for several moments, he came to a conclusion.
Sean, or rather, Percy looked pretty damn cool!
“…Yeah, I can work this…Yeah! I’m gonna kill at this con!” Sean proclaimed.
He just hoped he’d be able to get this collar off after the con…
Category Story / Transformation
Species Dog (Other)
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 20.1 kB
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