Inspired by  LittleNapoleon 's http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6655015/ and reposted with his permission. It was a lot of fun to write, and more in the near future is planned.

If you haven't already, please go watch this dude bang out art, or watch to join up with his steams as well!

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“Hey man, you ready yet?” Nathan shouted out to his friend from outside the house.

“Yeah, hold up!” Gabe was finishing stuffing his backpack up, having packed everything else into his truck already. Nathan was outside the truck, waiting to get inside it as it was already a bit cold. The two of them had been planning a college winter break trip up into the Rocky Mountains for quite some time. Since Nathan had known of a small cabin they could use, there would be endless amounts of exploring, hiking, and climbing to be done.

Finally outside, Gabe went over to the driver’s side of the door and unlocked the car. “Sorry about that, I wanted to make sure we had everything we’d need. Hell, can’t have too many batteries, right?” Gabe started up the truck, and soon they were on the road.

The friend’s chatted about numerous topics, ranging from how the last semester at college had gone, to the girls they had liked but had no luck with and finally to what they were hoping to see for their vacation.

“Man...” Nathan would start, “I just hope that with all these crazy pictures, and hopefully the stories too, that it’ll impress someone. Heh, this dry spell is just terrible.”

“What are you talking about? When wasn’t there a dry spell?” Gabe laughing asked Nathan.

“Oh, come on; that is low.” Nathan would reply. While it may have been closer to the truth, it was still playful ribbing that both of them could give and take back and forth.

It took most of the morning and early afternoon, but they were soon in front of a decently kept cabin. Bragging some of their equipment, they went to the front door, and with some creaking, they got the door all the way open. Inside the place seemed decent enough, with one bedroom, a kitchen, and a small living area with a fireplace. Thankfully, they found a bathroom as well, but they were going to have to sleep together if both of them wanted the comfort of a bed as there was only one bed.

“Alright, no homo and I’ll be fine with you touching your leg to mine in bed,” Nathan said, nudging his friend.

“W.. pffft come on now! I don’t care really. I just want someplace soft at night. Heh, you’re getting a snuggle buddy if you think I’m giving up that bed.” Gabe would retort.

It seemed decided that neither really cared if the other was in the bed, so long as there was somewhere comfortable to sleep at night as the cabin would probably get really cold at night. They went back to the truck and started the process of unloading all their provisions and equipment. Once they were done, they walked around the cabin to assess the area around them, the cabin itself and places they might explore.

The first couple of days saw the two friends exploring the area together, going up some well worn trails, seeing if they could find some off the path ones for later exploration. There were a few of note, marking them on the maps they had brought as well as the GPS devices as well. Both Nathan and Gabe were good at mountain climbing and navigating trails as they had grown up in near the mountains. For fun, their families use to go camping out in the wild, so it just seemed natural for them to continue on as they got older they wanted to explore more.

Gabe was the better mountain climber between the two of them. Nathan was more of a trailblazer, seemingly wanting to walk all the trails. Of course, this led to a small dispute about where each one of them wanted to go and what trails they should be following.

“Come on man, I really don’t want to head that way at all. Hell, it would just be one rock after another to just go up and what not. I just want to see what the other ridges and range might have,” Nathan would argue.

“What are you talkin about. Bah, dude, you’ll be able to plot out your paths way up there. Plus, who knows what you could find up there.” Gabe would counter. It was an argue that they had had in the past, and while it would never be resolved, they would still have it anyway.

“Alright alright, how about we just do what we normally do, and split up. Heh, I can come and save your ass anytime, cause you’ll know you’ll need it.” Nathan would say with a smirk on his face.

“Pffft, I look forward to the call that comes in with you asking me to carry your ass back to the cabin.” Gabe said back, adjusting his glasses to emphasize the point as he was wont to do.

The two of them, still being the cautious times during the winter times in the mountains, hashed out where they planned on going, making notes along the way of the best ways to get back if something happened. With the plans ready for the next day, they called it a night and passed out quickly in bed.

With the morning light coming into the the cabin, the college friends were up and at it, getting ready for the long day ahead. With seemingly everything packed up, with plenty of food in tow, the two of them headed out from the cabin and onto the choice trail. They soon found the point in which they were going to be splitting up.

“Alright, rock hound, you be safe up there, you hear?” Nathan said as his goodbye.

“Heh, keep blazin’ that bright trail, and I’ll be sure to keep a steady hand.” Gabe said in reply, with a wave.

Gabe was soon alone climbing up the ridge of his mountain of choice. It was invigorating to be outside and challenge what nature had to offer. As luck would have it, a path became apparent on one of the sides of the mountain, and with it offering a little reprieve before the next climb, he gladly took it, following it near its end. Along the way, he would admire the views while also keeping a lookout for any items of interest that happened to be along the path.

It was near the end of the trail when Gabe finally caught something on the ground that got him to actually stop. Half poking out of the snow was a stone that looked like a dog of some sort. Squatting down, he peered at it quizzically before finally picking it up. It looked like it was some sort of work of art of some sort as it had surely been chiseled upon. Excitement grew as he thought this was something that might make him either some money or at least a small amount of notoriety. Wanting to get a better look at it, he brought the small figurine stone dog almost up to his nose to try to make out all the details. Suddenly, the little object came to life and actually nipped him on the nose!

Letting go of the piece quickly, as he was startled, he brought his hands to his nose to cover it. The bite didn’t hurt that much, and quickly, he started to look for the little sculpture. Unfortunately, it was nowhere to be found as it had vanished or maybe fallen into a nook that he couldn’t see. Still a bit on edge, he started to rub his nose a little, where the bite had taken place, but with each rub, his nose was feeling more and more alien to him. Peering down his glasses, he could see the changes occurring right in front of his eyes, literally!

Whatever that little figurine had been created to do was working fairly quickly, as that nose of Gabe’s was turning black and jutting out quickly. His jawline seemed to follow suit in short order, a short muzzle seemingly forming quickly. Unfortunately, for the college student, the changes were not just concentrating only on the face of the human. Despite the fact that it had started right there on his nose, what really got his attention where his hands. Bringing them up as the changes started on them, he watched through his glasses as they went from the human looking digits with nicely cut fingernail to something that shifted right in front of his eyes. Slowly, hair was sprouting from the back of his hands, the nails in his hands becoming tougher looking, pushing forward on the ends of his fingers. From nails to more claw looking appendages, his hands were making some other changes as well, as the palms of his hands seemed to callous up more than usual, darkening till he literally had much more padding there than he was use to.

The changes spread out from his hands and down his arm. All throughout, warm fur started to replace the short hairs that had sparsely populated his arm. From the wrists, down to the elbow, and then to the shoulder, he could feel the new hair poking and sprouting against his winter wears. In a mad scramble, had had dropped his pack to the ground and tried to wrestle off his jacket to try to get down to the bare minimums. While still left with the shirt on, the changes continued on, sapping some of his will and strength to actually take off anymore clothing. He was feeling disoriented, and sucking in all the thin air wasn’t helping at all. The fur finally made its way to his chest, and instead of just covering it up completely, the fur seemed to stop, making small circles around his chest as well as another smaller pair below his chest as well.

A feeling that dug into those areas started to mold and warp those areas, slowly trying to soften up, while at the same time digging out, pushing out from his form. Suddenly, his chest and the area just below it heaved forward, pressing against his already tight undershirt greatly. His once male nipples had started to expand and grow, pressing tautly against the fabric, sticking out into the cold air. Another set seemed to form on the new growths below the top ones as well, doing much the same, calling out their existence to Gabe and the whole world with how much they pressed against the fabric. Slowly, the shirt ripped up front as the growth continued, a small rip split right above the cleavage of the first set of breasts. The shirt pulled itself up as it tried in vain to keep Gabe modest, exposing his now furry stomach to the cold.

With the spread of the fur continuing on down his body, it soon reached his hips and further on down as well. Quickly, the fur spread over the rear end, the cheeks soon coated in a nice fur. That didn’t seem to bother his body as much as when the force of the change seemed to focus on the base of his spine. Wincing a bit, he could feel bones popping as well as nerves connecting to a new forming and growing tail. Thankfully, for poor ole Gabe, his hips had already started to expand, forcing his pants to ride lower and lower, pushing the pants out of the way in time to make room for the new canine tail.

The force, or whatever it was, continued its path on down the poor boys hind side and on up the valley of his legs. He felt vaguely aware that things were amiss down there, but he was still too disoriented to figure out what was going on. His manhood had slowly retreated into his body, pulling in more and more, taking the family jewels with him. Slowly, the balls retreated into the former boys body, reconfiguring into female organs. A slit was all that was left of where the sack had once been, with the dick shrinking up till it took its home as the clit. He was now a full fledged she.

Whatever power was changing him into a her of some sort didn’t seem to care one way or another about stopping. The fur continuing to spread all the way down to the new girl's ankles. With a pop and a small snap, the bones started to elongate, the ligaments and tendons shifting and stretching to accommodate the way the bones were pulling out and growing. Much like his hands, his feet changed much in the same way, with the nails turning more into claws. This time, however, his feet seemingly bunched together, becoming more paw like than his hands had become. Soon, below his waist, his legs and feet had become a hybrid of a bipedal human and that of the hind legs of a canine.

The last bit of changes moved its way back up, enveloping Gabe’s head. The muzzle poked out a bit more, but not enough that he would lose control of his lips, or at least for the time being the ability to talk. The fur spread all over his head, merging with the blonde mop at the very top. His ears slowly moved on up, expanding a bit while fuzzing up as well. Soon, they had flopped over, covering parts of both sides of his head and no long holding the seeing glasses in place. With a mix of canine muzzle and human face complete, the rest of the changes seemed to subside, finally.