You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
In the shop
There is a table with a sign saying
<strong>Free Sample:</strong>
Take one
On the table there is a fridge with a range of liquids. Also on the table are various magical trinkets including costumes. What would you like to take, or would you like to buy something?
Written by catprog on 10 April 2003
Other
You decide to get something else. But what?
Written by catprog on 13 December 2005
A lamp
You take a lamp. Now what are you going to do with it?
Written by catprog on 05 March 2004
Transformation Genie
Just then, a huge puff of green smoke appears.
The smoke forms the shape of a humanoid, then finally materializes into a turquoise-skinned man who appears to be about 25 years old. You quiver with fear, staring at him (after all, you're not used to seeing turquoise-skinned men appear out of lamps).
"Who has rubbed the lamp of the Genie of Transformation?", the man asks in a light, yet stern voice.
"I-I did", you answer softly.
He steps closer to you and bows. "Thank You, Master, Thank You!", he says as he kneels to you.
"Master?"
He stands. "Yes", he says. "You have released me from the Lamp, and now you may have three wishes.
The wishes carry certain limitations, however..."
"Yes, like what?", you ask again, almost bursting with excitement (having your own genie and all).
"First, there are only three wishes, no more and no less, and this may not be changed by any wishes made. Second, all wishes made by the master should be precisely worded. If the wish is too vague, then I shall choose the remaining factors of the wish. And third, all wishes must be related to the change of the master, or of someone else that the master chooses. In other words, all wishes must be transformative."
Well what are you going to wish for?
Written by on 11 March 2004
I don't need a **** Transformation
"I don't need a transformation thank you very much," you say. "I am perfectly happy as a human". "You can take your conditional wishes elsewhere, you ****".
The genie's eyes widen. "You are going to regret mocking me". " You don't want a transformation, too bad you're getting one.
GULP!!!
Written by on 18 May 2004
Park
"You are going to my animal park and help with the breeding programs" booms the genie.
All of a sudden a portal appears and sucks you in.As you go through you get knocked out.
When you awake your in...
Written by on 22 May 2004
Myth Room
You awaken in a room with 3 doors.
Each door has a word inscribed on it.
Air
Land
And Water
Which one do you want?
Written by on 27 July 2004
Land
You go through the door. You step out onto Land.
You try to get back to the door but to your horror it has gone.
You then notice you are changing but to what?
Written by on 27 July 2004
A Werewolf
You groan and hold a hand to your head, looking around at this unfamiliar landscape. You still aren't sure what magic brought you here, but the tingling in your chest tells you that it's not done with you yet.
You look down to your stomach, lifting your shirt to reveal that you're beginning to grow a coat of fur along your chest. The hairs are as dark as they are thick, and you watch the wave of black creep along your belly, spreading like spilled ink.
"W-what's going on?" You breathe in disbelief, trailing a hand through the fur to confirm what your eyes, what your nerves are telling you. Much to your displeasure, you discover that you are indeed getting hairier, growing enough of the dark strands to make it look like you're some sort of animal.
Just as you begin to wonder exactly what you're becoming, a gut-wrenching crack comes from your face, and pain floods your senses. It's like you've been hit in the face by a baseball bat, only... In reverse? Your brain struggles to put make the sensation something familiar, something you can comprehend. But nothing you've felt in your life before comes close to this.
Something has impacted your jaw, an invisible force that pushes it outward, forcing your face to stretch as though it's made of putty. You look down in shock as your hairy jaw comes into your lower peripheral vision, and yelp as you realize it's taking your nose with it.
In seconds, you have what looks to be an animal snout, long enough that you need to stretch your tongue to try and reach your front teeth. The same tingling spreads to your tongue, and with a small gasp of shock, you realize that won't be the case much longer.
You groan as your tongue begins to transform too, getting longer and flatter, stretching until your new muzzle fits it like a glove. Experimentally, you try sticking it out to see how far it goes, only to flinch as you manage to easily lick your nose.
This brings about a new change, as the skin you've just licked begins to grow dark and spongy. You can't help but lick your nose again as it starts to feel dry, and this time it flattens out on your face. Another lick and it fully becomes what looks like a dog's nose. Another lick still gives you a much broader sense of smell, and you realize you're becoming some sort of canine.
Again, your thoughts bring with them their own changes. Your ears draw to pointed tips, your teeth lengthen and sharpen, and your hands and feet become a cross between human appendages and paws. You look down to these paws as claws easily poke out through them, your nails becoming something sharp; something deadly.
An idea fills your mind, and you crouch down, letting your claws touch your ankles. Then you stand, bringing your arms up to your shoulders and raking your claws along your clothing. The cotton parts like butter, and you're free to look at your new body; at your new self. One word comes to mind, and you whisper it with shock.
"Werewolf."
The word seems to have some sort of sway in the air, and you try to cope with your new form, wondering what might come next...
Written by SketchySeraph on 17 April 2016
But the Transformation Isn't Done With You Yet
You shudder as you realize that your body still aches, that your every nerve still tingles with the need to be changed. You groan and feel a strange ache in your backside, glancing to your posterior to find that your tailbone is beginning to lengthen; growing a new fur covered limb.
Having realized what you're becoming, you easily can guess that you're growing a canine tail, and you clench the muscles behind you instinctively, trying to wag it. To your surprise, it obeys your thoughts, slowly swaying from side to side as it lengthens, like a hypnotizes nake you've charmed.
You wag it a little more as it lengthens further, growing long and shaggy fur that matches the unkempt black hair atop your head. Then you pet it, shuddering at how real it all feels. Somehow the addition of a new limb is even more shocking a change than the reshaping of your skull, and you begin to wonder what else this transformation has in store for you.
You shouldn't have tempted fate.
Almost immediately, you notice that your chest is tingling, and you look down to find a pair of rather perky breasts swelling into existence on your chest. You can't help but let out a slight gasp at the sensation, and you shudder at the sensation of your new breasts moving with the intake of air.
Of course, this only sends another ripple of motion through your newly made mammaries, and you find yourself chewing on your lip in confusion, wondering what sort of werewolf needs breasts.
You have your answer a second later as your groin aches, and you let out a loud moan. You feel your maleness pull inward, and with that sharp sensation you're left with an undeniably set of female privates.
It seems that this is something the rest of your body is eager to go along with, as your muscles lose some of their bulk; though none of their tone, you notice absently. Your shoulders shrink and your hips flare as you gain an hourglass figure that your male self would have lusted over.
Strangely enough, as a female you don't really feel that much towards your new form, aside for that innate narcissistic pride that comes from knowing you're attractive. You move your clawed hands up to your furry breasts curiously, holding their hefty weight in your palms and marveling that some women are able to live with these.
Then you frown, realizing that you are now a woman who has to live with these. The thought seems to send another change through your form, and you groan as your chest aches just below your first two breasts.
You recognize the sensation from earlier, that swelling feeling of growth. And, a part of your brain recognizes that this makes sense: you're a wolf-woman, so you should probably have wolf teats rather than human breasts. But none of that helps you cope with the fact that you're growing two new pairs of breasts, each smaller than the pair above it.
The changes wind to a halt again, and you groan at the odd feeling of this undeniably gorgeous female body-well, gorgeous so long as you're into the furry form. It's a strange thought that you'd never imagined having, and you wonder just how furry you really are...
Written by SketchySeraph on 18 April 2016
The pack
As you look around you see a bunch of wolves in various forms watching you. One of the more humanoid ones approaches you.
"Did you insult the genie or did he trick you into this form" he asks.
You gulp. "Insulted him. How did you know?"
"Most of us did the same thing. The genie has been busy over the years."
"You have been here for years?" you ask
"Nope, all of us have arrived from various periods of time within the last few weeks."
Written by catprog on 10 May 2018