The New Psychic [COMMISSION]
This was a commission for some on DA, who requested a blogger and skeptic visits and psychic and undergoes hypnosis and turns into Ms. Fortune from Toonstruck.
Never played (or heard of) the game until now (still haven't played). This was certainly interesting to write. First one since break!
Tyler ran a blog where he posted various reviews of up and coming businesses. From pizzerias to coffee shops he did them all. Excepting for one particular kind of business. He never went to anything dealing with superstition or future predicts. This ranged from psychics to palm readers. He personally believed it was just a giant scam. They would only tell you what you truly wanted to hear, or tell you what you didn't want to hear to make you pay more.
That would change today. A brand new medium shop opened up seemingly out of nowhere, which was peculiar all in it's own. Tyler allowed himself to say where he was from and currently living, so when the psychic opened up shop his inbox was getting flooded with requests to check it out. This always happened when just about anything popped up, but these kind of businesses were generally the worst as per Tyler's rule; everyone begging for him to make one special exception.
This time it was enough. Tyler gave into all the messages and officially decided to check out this psychic who called herself "Ms. Fortune." He figured that if he did this one, he could prove the absurdity of it all and stopped receiving all these requests. It was convenient at least, only a few miles away from his home. He got ready to head out, shaking his head at the fact he was about to break his number one rule.
He made it to the building, and it looked like a home. Something like a building where you'd get insurance. He entered, and the inside was quite dark and mysterious. Typical and generic as expected. He walked around trying to find someone to talk to, unable to do so.
"Ah, so you've made it." a female voice said loudly, akin to a loudspeaker.
"What is this then? Why can't we talk face to face?" Tyler asked a bit annoyed.
"I prefer to not be seen." she replied quite simply.
"Could you make an exception? Quite frankly I don't want to be here, I just want to get this over with."
"Fine. I refuse to be seen." she then retorted. "You have a kind of moxy. I like that. You might be suitable for this after all."
"Okay? So what are you going to do? Reads lines on my hand or something?" Tyler asked crossing his arms.
"No no no, that's to...trivial. You seem like someone who'd deserve something more...personal..."
"Personal, okay." Tyler answered sarcastically. "Lay it on me.
"Hypnosis. It's the only thing to prove this place is what it claims to be...quite...magical...yes."
"Sure, hypnosis. Going to give me sleeping pills?" Tyler retorted.
"Please have a seat and it'll start." the voice said. Tyler listened and sat on the only chair seemingly in the building.
"Work your magic, make me act like a dog or whatever." he says crossing his arms, putting one leg up.
"You're not that far off." the woman said with a chuckle. A strange kind of music played, managing to put Tyler into a trance. As he was in, the woman began to describe changes to his body, of which happened as he did.
Persian blue fur grew over a vast majority of his body, while periwinkle clue formed on his front and face, as well as his fingertips and one side of his arm. His arms became thinner and slender while his shoulders lost their broadness to help form a feminine figure at his upper body. Two breasts began to push outward, to a rather generous size. Tyler's waist narrowed greatly while his belly became much thinner.
Tyler's hips became much wider, growing to childbearing proportions. Meanwhile his rear became much more rounder and pronounced, to give a feminine curve to his body. His manhood shrank away into femininity, be replaced with a mere slit, Tyler's insides reflection his, or rather her new gender. Her legs became more slender and shapely as her feet morphed into paws. A large and bushy tail erupted from her backside as well.
The changes made its way to her face as it began to push out into a muzzle, her nose becoming small and violet at the tip of it. Her teeth became sharper, two sharp teeth sticking out from her mouth. Tyler's hairs retracted completely into her fur while her ears became triangular and large. Her eyes turned yellow and her pupils more slited and feline.
"Ah yes...now I can continue Count Nefarious' plan..." Tyler said out loud. "Wait...what?" he then thought silently. Why did he say that? And what happened to the voice?
Light blue eyeshadow formed along with pink highlighting around her eyes. Mascara formed as an eyelash elongated from each, giving her face more hints of femininity.
"That Drew Blanc thought he was so clever...now who's the clever one!?" Tyler laughed. "Drew Blanc? Why does that name sound familiar...I've never heard that before..."
An earring formed in each of her ears. Meanwhile Tyler's outfit became connected, much akin to a robe. Her shoulders were revealed down to the middle of his arms. The collar went downward, revealing a bit of her breast as a kind of belt formed around her waist. The new robes reached to her feet, covering them.
"Ah...feels good to be in my body again." Tyler said. "What no...this isn't my body! What's going on here!?" Tyler himself stomped.
"You're much stronger than I took you for..." a voice in his head struggled, the same voice as the psychic.
Tyler finally fully snapped out of the trance and look down, and let out a very high pitched scream. She felt her face and her muzzle. Eventually moved down her body, feelings sensation that confirmed everything was real. This didn't help anything.
"Well, Ms. Fortune...this has certainly been an experience." Tyler commented.
"This isn't over! You may of managed to be strong enough to hold me from completely taking your body, but someone will come along and I'll get my glorious revenge! At least you're stuck with my body, if I taken over it would have been normal for you. Now it's your punishment for not allowing me in!" and with that the voice had gone.
Sadly she did have a slight point, Tyler was stuck with this body, and would probably be unable to change back. What an experience. The first time Tyler went to a psychic and she ended up as a cartoon cat woman. Some knowledge of exactly what Ms. Fortune was planning was still stuck in her mind and felt like she should try and find this Drew person and warn him about what she's planning for him. Before that, Tyler went onto his blog and discovered that her new fingers were a lot more pawlike, and thus thicker. It made it much harder to type but she managed. Tyler went on to describe her experience, taking various pictures and videos to proof that she was was she said she was. It was a warning that would hopefully prevent anyone else from going to that psychic.