Chapter #4The Doberman and the Porn Star by: Unknown “Patches,” I said, “you’re a well-trained, purebred Doberman.”
My mutt’s medium-sized dog body immediately began to plump up, his legs growing longer, his shaggy brownish-gray fur shortening and darkening, his floppy ears perking up and moving to the top of his head. His collar transformed as he did, becoming the stereotypical leather with metal studs.
He looked straight out of a dog show as he sat next to me with a regal bearing that he hadn’t had before. “Are you okay, boy?” I asked him, feeling his new, larger, muscular form. I scratched him behind the ears, and he wagged his tail accompanied by a little whine, just the way he’d always done. He didn’t seem upset at all despite having changed size and shape dramatically, and I wondered if his dog brain just wasn’t smart enough to process the fact that he'd transformed -- or maybe whatever I said would be taken as fact by everyone else, so they wouldn’t notice any changes I’d made.
I looked up and happened to see in the distance a woman jogging in my general direction, down the path that led past the spot where I was standing at the edge of the woods. She was still quite a ways away, but I could tell she was a 40-something blonde, hair tied back in a ponytail, in a T-shirt and shorts.
I’m not sure what possessed me to say this, but it was the first dramatic change that came to mind: “That woman looks like, and is dressed like, a young Asian porn star.”
The change definitely was dramatic. I saw her body change shape -- particularly her chest, where her breasts ballooned outward -- her skin become a golden-brown color, her face alter considerably -- particularly her eyes -- and her hair darken as it grew, no longer held back in a ponytail, down to the top of her ass. Her T-shirt disappeared entirely, but she was wearing a sports bra under it; sequins popped into existence all over it as it shrank in overall size, but the cups enlarged to account for the additional flesh they were carrying. Simultaneously, the shorts shrank down to a small bikini bottom and also gained a covering of sequins to match the top.
Silver jewelry appeared -- large hoop earrings, a few bracelets on each arm, some necklaces, and even a charm dangling from a pierced navel -- and her athletic shoes morphed into a pair of high-heel sandals with tall platforms, looking completely impractical for running.
The transformation had actually been fast enough that she’d only taken a few steps from its beginning to its end. She was about 30 feet from me now. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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