DISCLAIMERS:
1.  davethefox is my home fry and was gracious enough to be the buying Guinea pig for my comic commissions, because of this I crammed his entire sequence onto one page to keep his cost down. I'm not going to do it again, it's incredibly time-consuming this way and the panels have to be laid out extra carefully.

2. If this is very light on your monitor, I have uploaded the wrong version. I'll fix it if I notice it, but where I'm sitting, everything looks light on my screen.

I love stupid little details, so if you'd take notice of the fact that I've dressed clickety to look like a tourist (with sunglasses and a cheesy t-shirt) and that I've tried to keep Dave's image as consistent as possible I'd appreciate it. I am seeking critique of this work, but please don't tell me I've crammed too much into one page. I'm aware of that. Also, if anybody else is interested in a transformation sequence, Clickety is always available to be the trigger, and if her multiple legs freak you out, she can go digitrade or whatever human legs are called too.

Dave and clicketyclack (my nefarious 'sona and shapeshifter extraordinaire) have been talking online for a while now and when clickety mentioned that she would soon be visiting the UK, Dave told her that she should come up to visit. Strangely though, when Dave heard his doorbell ring, there was nothing there but a short note explaining that clickety would still like to meet up, but she has a gift for Dave that can only be given to him at the edge of some conveniently placed woods not far from his house.

Dave doesn't really believe that this is happening and thinks that this is some bizarre joke, but who could pretend to be clicketyclack? He goes to the area specified and finds out all too well that when clickety says she's a beast, she means it.

She offers Dave a gift but doesn't tell him what it is and much to his horror sinks several of her fangs into Dave's arm which immediately starts sprouting hair. His fingers begin to fuse together and swell into padded paws. His teeth start to sharpen as his jaw stretches into a pointed muzzle and his nose hardens and moistens and whiskers sprout from his face. He is shocked.
"Woah" he breathes.
"Is it real?" he looks back over his shoulder at the base of his spine protruding from his back.
"Yes Dave, it's real. But you appear to be shrinking, you'd better grab your pants before you lose them" says Clicketyclack.
"O-okay" Dave mumbles as he watches his newly formed tail spring from his back chased by the pricking sensation of long tufts of hair sprouting along the growth. Just as the tail is completed, the transformation reaches his feet which burst the stitching of his tennis shoes as one of his toes merge into the others and the whole mess swells to mimic paws. Clicks tells Dave it's pretty much over, so she hands him the sort of thing a boomfox usually wears and turns her head so he can change. She wasn't really sure if she should bring a tie or a bowtie, but since this was an auspicious occasion, she opted for a tie.

Grinning like the creepy foxtaur she is, clickety suggests that they find a local coffee shop or something, because she desperately wants a spot of tea and wonders aloud whether her "I'm an art student, and this is one of my projects" excuse will work or whether people will run in terror.