The Biker Dream (Anthro Fox TF/TG) [Shortie]
A "shortie" is a new kind of story I'll be writing. It's similar to quickies, but with a slightly more legible plot, but not by a lot. It's more meant for when I just want to write a transformation mostly, without much plot to worry about. Probably going to use this style for character TFs from now on.
It was a nice break from the bigger stories I'm working on (namely Don't Mess with the Moons 3) and I wanted to do this after seeing a picture on FA by DarkRatel. The character in question is from Star Fox Zero, particularly in a cut scene for like 5 seconds but I really liked her design.
Jeff had but one mere dream. To want to look tough. He was always made fun of for being scrawny and weak as he was growing up, both from bullies at school and his brothers at home. Even going into his young adult years it seemed like he couldn't escape it. To be fair, he could stand to work out a bit but he was fine with being a bit on the scrawny side. What Jeff did mind was being made fun of for it, and he wanted to prove he could be a tough guy.
So Jeff went and tried all the "bad boy" things he could do. Graffiti, vandalism, wearing leather the hole lot. The key word being try, as Jeff couldn't follow through on any of it. The most "bad" thing Jeff did was went and buy a motorcycle. He had also wanted one since he got a license, he never liked driving cars to begin with and now that he could actually afford it, he went through with it.
Of course this only caused more jokes to be thrown at him, namely with the brothers he lived with. Jeff was actually pretty good at riding, despite his brother's protests. They insisted that Jeff just didn't have "the look" bikers had. Jeff couldn't stop thinking about that afterwards. How could he just prove to his siblings that he looked fine on the bike. Jeff pondered for a while, starring off into nothingness until something clicked and he snapped his fingers. He would go to a biker bar and try to figure things out there.
And with that Jeff hopped onto his bike and starting driving around attempting to find one, which proved harder than he anticipated. His search spanned multiple cities, and many misunderstandings at the wrong bars. As he was about to give up Jeff's eyes got glimpse of something that seemed promising. There wasn't a name on it anywhere, but it was in fact a bar that looked more like a garage, maybe this was what he needed. He parked his bike next to a few others and walked in, trying to look confident but came off more like someone trying to pull a joke.
"Hey, look at that guy, seems like he found his way to the wrong place." a very built man said over to the man next to him, just as strong.
"Yeah, doesn't quite fit in here does he?"
"There is that new thing we got, maybe we should test it out?"
"Maybe it's time we do. Come on, let's make him into a real biker."
The two large men their way over to Jeff, who had taken a seat at a booth. Although he was quite nervous he didn't want to so it and as confidently as he could say it, "Hello you two..."
"So you want to be a biker huh?" one of them asked.
"Yeah. My brothers say I don't have what it takes, I want to prove them wrong!"
"We can help you with that, come on." They signaled for Jeff to follow them and he did despite everything telling him not to. They led him into a dark room with a flashlight pointed at his face.
"Okay, here we go." the man said, injecting a needle into Jeff's arm.
"GAH! What was that!?" Jeff shouted out in pain.
"Call it a gift that we got and are passing their kindness forward." one of them said.
Jeff couldn't tell but his body was transforming at rapid speeds. His hair becomes shorter until it was just a tuft of blonde hair that sat at the top of his hair while a light blue fur grew all over, with a lighter blue fur growing on his front. Jeff's ears became triangular before moving to the top of his head while his eyebrows thinned out and eyelashes elongated greatly. His face pushed out into a muzzle while his nose became black and wet at the tip of it. His teeth became sharper and more canine in nature while his adam's apple shrank until it was basically nothing.
Jeff's shoulders lost their broadness while his arms became thin and slender. Two large lumps formed at his chest, becoming soft and sensitive while his back went into a rather deep arch and his waist caved in. Jeff's hips swelled out to childbearing proportions while his rear shortly followed. A small but fluffy blue tail formed behind him while womanhood found it's way between the new woman's legs. Her legs became shapely while her feet became paws, now a wolf woman.
The changes didn't quite end there. Her clothing began to alter around her. Jeff's shirt shrunk upward while the neckline shrunk downward, now a cropped black leather shirt that showed both midriff and cleavage. Black gloves formed over both of his hands while his jacket became a red leather one, just about the same size of his shirt with a popped up collar. Jeff's pants transformed into a pair of red leather pants with a black belt, and luckily for her had a hole for her tail. The changes officially over.
However, as soon as the changes ended there was a bright flash of light and before they knew it, they all seemed to pass out. When Jeff regained consciousness, she seemed to be perfectly fine. She checked her pockets, keys were there, wallet, phone, everything was normal. She felt her phone go off with a text reading "Fiona! Where are you? You're going to be late for game night!" Fiona shook her head and chuckled, she was never late for game night with her sisters! She called them and told them just that, chuckling as she did telling them she was on her way now. She just made a pit stop for a drink!