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The Inner Hooligan | Fang The Sniper TFTG MC
Vanessa liked to consider herself a model citizen. She worked an honest job crunching numbers at her local office, she followed every known law to a T, kept herself neat and organized at all times, yadda yadda, so on and so forth.
Vanessa followed a rigid routine each day. She woke up, showered, drank coffee, went to work, worked, got off work, got more coffee, came home, did yoga and watched reality tv, ate dinner, went to sleep. Rinse, repeat. Endlessly. Was it a fulfilling life? Did Vanessa enjoy it?
…Truthfully, she didn’t know.
Since childhood, the wilder side of life had always called to her. Counter-culture, crime, all that stuff appealed to her so much more than the rigidly structured, calm life she lived now…yet all that behavior had been ground out of her as she grew up. Until one day she found herself having become the respectable young woman she was today.
Vanessa tried to take pride in it. She tried to applaud herself for staying off drugs and staying away from her desire for violent, armed robberies…yet she just couldn’t. But she couldn’t bring herself to hate her life either. Most likely it was all of the people around her congratulating her success in life that brainwashed her into liking it.
Or well…would brainwashing be the right word? You can’t brainwash someone into being good, can you?
Thoughts like these plagued Vanessa constantly. They came to her just about every time she was doing anything other than working or talking to someone…She was eternally torn between living the life she always wanted to live and living the life that she was currently living, and A-OK with.
Today, Vanessa decided she would try something different to combat the thoughts. A nice walk in the park seemed like a good way to clear her head…maybe give her a newfound appreciation for the world she inhabited, and how her crime-free lifestyle had contributed to such a lovely place.
So after finishing her weekly watch of Big Brother, Vanessa wolfed down a granola bar and headed out the door, flanked by the early-winter winds brushing up against her jacket in hair. This caused her to rush towards the car however, as she wasn’t a big fan of it all. She internally cursed herself for choosing today of all days to go out…but it was her last day off of the week, and she didn’t want o wait a whole ‘nother one hoping for better weather.
Hopping in her car, Vanessa quickly started it up and drove to the park. It was overcast and windy, very rainy weather, so Vanessa was pretty much the only person there. She again cursed herself for choosing today to go out.
But oh well…too late to turn back now. She slowly climbed out of her car, shut the door, and began to trudge down the path going through the park. Vanessa kept her head down as she walked (defeating the purpose of her trip in the process) in order to minimize the wind chill…but it didn’t do much. So eventually, she just sighed and lifted her head back up-
WHAP!
Vanessa let out a squeak of shock as she felt something large and leathery smack right into her face, covering her vision entirely. She grunted in annoyance and grabbed the object angrily, snatching it off of her face and revealing to be a large hat.
A cowboy hat. An oddly stylish one at that.
“What the heck…?” Vanessa huffed as she rotated the hat all around in her hands.
“Wind must’ve blown it in…” Vanessa sighed. “Wonder who it belongs to.”
Immediately, Vanessa turned on her heel. She recalled seeing a lost and found box at the entrance of the park. Maybe she could drop it off there and its owner would eventually come and pick it back up.
She took a few steps…but then something caused her to grind to a screeching halt.
“Oh, ya found my hat.” A voice suddenly rang out. Vanessa yelped and her eyes began to dart all around, looking for the source of the voice…yet she found nobody.
“Ahem.” The voice huffed. Vanessa then noticed something incredibly odd…
The voice seemed to be coming from the hat itself.
“Oh God…I’ve definitely gone crazy.” Vanessa sighed. All that ruminating over her life choices must’ve finally gotten to her.
“Nope. I’m real.” The hat spoke again. “And before you ask, no. I’m not the hat. The hat’s like a…dimensional wormhole thing I’m talking to ya from.”
Vanessa just stared down at the hat with a completely dumbfounded look on her face.
The voice could apparently tell they weren’t making much ground, so they sighed and changed up their tactics.
“Tell ya what, howzabout you just put the hat on? I can tell you’ve got a borin’ old life. I can show you one that’s much more exciting!” It proclaimed, causing Vanessa to tense up a bit.
“Wh-What’s the catch…?” She murmured.
“Well, when you cross over to my universe, the hat’ll make you look like me. ‘Cause it’s a copy of my hat…Yeah that’s how it works, yeah.” The voice responded, trying to act like they knew what they were talking about.
All of this just sounded too good to be true…but oh…Vanessa couldn’t fight the desire she’d repressed for so long. The desire to just be a giant asshole and cause havoc wherever she went…
It goes without saying, but it didn’t take Vanessa long to plop the hat right on her head.
“There we go! Now let’s get down to business!” The voice chuckled, and immediately, a malevolent purple glow began to surround Vanessa. Any normal person would’ve been terrified and run screaming, but Vanessa was not a normal person. She instead found herself being lulled into a state of calmness by it, as if it were a mere cloud of lavender around her.
The changes started practically immediately, with Vanessa’s shoulder length hair shortening until it was up to her neck. After that, it began to take on a whole new color and consistency.
Starting with the color, Vanessa’s hair rapidly slid down the color spectrum from light brown to deep purple. Afterwards, the hairs on her head began to coagulate into each other, becoming softer in the process. While it eliminated the ability to see each individual strand like one would in human hair, it did give her new life…as fur. Her brand new coat of fluffy purple then began to rapidly encroach over her entire face, turning a snowy-white around her nose and mouth region.
“Hnnrgh-! This feels…amazing!” Vanessa proclaimed. Luckily from her, it was far from over. Although the next change wouldn’t be as fun.
Her eyes began to grow in size, expanding until they even merged into one another at the corners, technically leaving her with only one eye. As you could likely imagine, it was a very uncomfortable feeling. One could liken it to having your eyelids forced open for eyedrops…only taken to a very unreasonable extreme.
As a result of this, Vanessa squeezed her eyes shut, rubbing them furiously as she groaned and mumbled in discomfort. In doing so, she failed to notice the next change beginning to occur.
Her nose started to grow, stretching into an ovular shape as it took on a black color. Along with that, her face began to slowly but surely push outwards. Vanessa quickly took notice at this point. Her eyes shot open and subsequently widened as she watched her mouth grow further and further from her face…until finally her brand-new snout was fully formed. The white part of her fur also grew longer, forming into two fluffy tufts on her cheeks.
“W-Woah…” Vanessa marveled as she slowly trailed her hands down her new snout, opening and closing it repeatedly just to see how it felt. And as she did so, one of her teeth began to rapidly grow and sharpen, pushing right out of her upper lip.
“W-WOAH!” She yelped. But Vanessa wouldn’t have much time to process it, as she felt her ears beginning to tingle, then beginning to stretch out as they grew more purple fur. They lost their ovular shape and width in favor of a more rectangular shape, floppy stature, and length.
She couldn’t really see them, but Vanessa directed her eyes in the direction of one of her ears, then began to make them flick. Chuckling at how floppy they felt. She could swear she heard the voice groan in cringe as she did so.
Vanessa then turned her attention towards her hands, which were beginning to tingle as her fur began to pop up there, quickly covering them completely in the soft coat, then beginning to spread up her arms, past her shoulders, and finally to her chest, connecting to her neck as well.
Once the coat reached her chest, Vanessa was met with her breasts quickly receding into her chest, disappearing as if they were never there to begin with. She let out a yelp at that, placing her hands upon her chest as her body tensed up. She never expected these changes to be THIS extreme…Then again, that voice did sound pretty masculine, so maybe she should’ve expected it?
And speaking of, the pelage worked its way to her lower half, quickly making what was down there seal up…though a new organ formed. Albeit hidden away until it was needed. With that, Vanessa’s gender had completely changed.
Vanessa quickly pressed his thighs together to try and alleviate the discomfort down there as his fur began to change again, taking on the same white fur as his face in the his belly area.
A mere few seconds after, Vanessa could feel his feet beginning to tingle. He gulped and looked down at his shoes, which were beginning to creak and contort as Vanessa’s feet changed…
Vanessa’s feet rapidly lengthened, becoming scrunched up and compressed by his shoes. Vanessa let out a sharp gasp of pain as he fell onto his rear.
“Agh-! Fuck-! What’s going on with my-!” Vanessa hissed through clenched teeth.
Two of his toes shrank away into nothing, while his remaining ones lengthened and reshaped, curving downwards. With that, Vanessa had officially gained paws.
And all the while, the strain on his shoes had not died down. His scrunched-up paws pushed against the material of the shoes in all directions. Vanessa yelped in fear again as his shoelaces began to snap away one by one, her socks shredded around her paws as they pushed right out of Vanessa’s footwear. Hesitantly, he lifted his paws up, lifting them right up out of the ruined shoes. They fell to the ground with an unceremonious clunk.
“Wh-What the fuck…?” Vanessa mumbled as she flexed her newly-strengthened toes.
And yet again, he would be interrupted by a sudden pricking pain in his lower back.
“AGGH-!” Vanessa cried out as he flipped over onto his stomach. He groaned and whimpered as he felt the muscle and bone on his backside grow and grow and grow…it felt like a pointy, cylindrical appendage was forming…a tail. And said tail would rapidly tear a massive hole through Vanessa’s pants. It rocketed right out of the whole and flicked up and down a bit.
Vanessa slowly hauled himself back to his paws, subconsciously noting how his new tail seemingly made it easier to do so.
“H-Holy fucking shit…” He spoke shakily as he swished the long, muscular appendage back and forth.
Just then, the voice chimed back in. “Alrighty, we’re ready to go! Hang on tight!”
“Wait what do you me- AUUUUUUUUGGGHHHHH!!!” Before Vanessa could finish his sentence, he suddenly found himself falling…falling through a vortex of rapidly-flashing colors. It was all so straining and overstimulating that all he could really do was cover his eyes and hope it ended soon.
But while he was falling, more changes began to occur, namely in his clothing. For starters, his shirt and pants completely evaporated, being torn into nothing more than fabric confetti by the vortex. Following that, a leather belt began materializing around his waist, complete with a large buckle.
Next, a pair of tough brown boots with rock-solid soles and toe-areas started to form over Vanessa’s paws, which were then joined by white, knee-length gaiters.
Finally, two leather gloves with metal plates on the back formed out of the air before forcing themselves onto Vanessa’s hands.
And with that, it was done. And Vanessa would crash land on the sandy floor of a desert valley…
“Well well well…look what the cat dragged in…” The voice from earlier said…and Vanessa opened his eyes, being met with similar boots to his taking up his entire field of vision.
Vanessa sat up, rubbing his head in discomfort…he was feeling…really odd to say the least. He suddenly found himself being met with all sorts of new, alien memories…and he could slowly feel them beginning to overtake his old memories of being Vanessa.
“My long lost brother…finally come back to see me after all these years…heheh.” The source of the voice said. Vanessa opened his eyes to be met with someone he instantly recognized as Fang The Huner/Sniper/Jerboa. ‘Vanessa’’s own twin brother.
Fang leaned down to his twin, offering him a hand, and the other took it. Fang quickly lifted him back to his paws.
“Yeah…your brother. Fuck being Vanessa.” ‘Vanessa’ declared, putting the final nail in the coffin of his previous life.
“Good to see ya again, Claw.” Fang said, patting Claw on the shoulder.
Claw chuckled, but then held his index finger up. “So…how the hell did the hat work? How’d it like…transform me and all that?”
Fang opened his mouth to say something, but then immediately shut it.
“Remind me to ask his Royal Roundness about it the next time we work with him.” Fang said, referring to Dr Eggman.
“Noted.” Claw responded.
“Now enough of that crap, what say you and I go get some mead at Mirage Saloon?” Fang asked, chuckling.
Claw smiled widely, adjusting his hat. “I think that sounds just fantastic.”
“Good. Let’s split this scene!”
And with that, the two jerboas headed off into the sunset.
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