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You are standing by a tree star star star emptystar emptystar

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?

Illustrated by Catprog

Written by catprog on 01 April 2003

In the shop star halfstar emptystar emptystar emptystar

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 star emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar

You decide to get something else. But what?

Written by catprog on 13 December 2005

A lamp star emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar

You take a lamp. Now what are you going to do with it?

Written by catprog on 05 March 2004

Transformation Genie star star star emptystar emptystar

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.




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 star star emptystar emptystar emptystar

"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.




Written by on 18 May 2004

Park star halfstar emptystar emptystar emptystar

"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

Costumes emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar

The genie’s portal transports you into a dark room. You land on your hands and knees and find that there’s a layer of water on the floor that’s just deep enough to cover up to your bent elbows. You quickly stand up and look around the room. The only source of light dangles right above you, a glowing silver orb on a chain. You reach up and your hand passes through it. You shrug and look about the room. There are small pedestals scattered about the room and on each pedestal are what appears to be costumes. Some of the pedestals are empty too. You also notice there’s no way out, so you figure you have to put on one of the costumes if you want to leave and whatever you put on is what you’re going to end up as.


With this in mind, you splash through the water filled room and glance at what each of the pedestals has to offer. Most of them are anthropomorphic creatures of some sort: various birds, whales, fish, sharks, an eel, and even a crab. Most of them appear to be female too. You are not enticed by any of them, especially since you don’t like the prospect of changing species and sex. Still, what choice do you have?

Written by skiesofsilver on 03 March 2016

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Hope rises when you come across a pedestal at the far end of the room. On it is sealskin that you could wear across your back like some barbarian invader. Not bad. You pick it up. It’s surprisingly light. Without a second thought, you throw it across your back and put it on. It’s comfortable and you already feel warm. Heck, if all you have to do is wear this to get out of here then why not?


Suddenly the floor bubbles beneath you. You look down and see a green portal open much like the one that sent you here in the first place. You shout and try to move but it’s too late. The portal pulls you down and soon you are falling through it. You manage to grab on the sides of the floor as you are pulled down, but the portal’s force only grows stronger because of it. With one last cry, you are completely yanked through the portal.


You emerge on the other side of the portal completely underwater. You flail about in the water and immediately notice your usually clumsy underwater movements are less so. You figure out soon why because you arms are no longer arms. You have fin-like feet like a…like a seal! You swim forward and look down your body, noticing how something at the end of your body moves along with your flippers. You’ve been turned into a seal! You are covered in fur, have flipper at your sides and the back of your body, and you can see part of your muzzle and whiskers in your vision. The water is a little cold but your thick layer of blubber keeps you plenty warm. With your examination of body over, you swim back towards the portal. Perhaps if you swim through it, you can reverse the changes and choose another costume. You speed towards the portal.


Unfortunately, the portal closes as you draw near it. Frustrated, you swim around in circles in the sea and consider what you can do now. You can’t stay a seal! Maybe there’s something or someone out there who can help you. You rise up to the surface of the water and look for anything. For a bit you only see the open sea but after some turning around your eyes fall on a bit of shore in the distance. If there’s shore, maybe someone lives on it? Someone that could aid you? What other choice do you have? Just swim in the ocean?

Written by skiesofsilver on 04 March 2016

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You have taken your transformation in stride. You choose to put on the costume, you read all the warnings. This is what you wanted, not what you expected when you entered the store, but what you needed. With that, you shrug off all your worries, and decide to give yourself a better look over. Also, you want to see what you can do.


“Whee~” Your new, soft feminine voice cried out with happiness. You dive with a grateful arch of your back. Long brown hair flows around you, as your cry disappears into bubbles. You lower half, the dominated seal half. Swam with a grace you couldn't get when you were your normal human self. Delicate grey flippers. Moves as your legs once did, without thought. Large sweeping motions; had you speeding under the surface of the water you were in.


Human hands out in front, you flew, but in water. Laughing bubbles, you don't think about anything but the rush of water that flowed pass your face. Twisting and turning, you did figure-eights, you danced, you swam! The weight of your new heavy breasts, didn't slow you down at all; turning on your back, you floated on the surface. Looking down, your breasts, bare and uncovered, it felt strange at first change.


“Feels natural,” you mutter, bringing your hands up and under the large breasts. You push them up and together. “They looked,” you pause, looking for the right words. “So human,” skin pale like the sunniest beaches sand. Your skin blended down at the waist, to a grey of your flour flippers on your seal body. Brown spot be-flecked your pale skin. Letting them go with a weighty bounce. You stretch your arms out, tangling them in the wet, silky strands that were your brown hair. It curled around your fingers, and rolled with the gentle waves of the ocean.


“How did I get here?” You think about the costume shop. The change, but you couldn't remember touching the water, or moving into some. Looking around, you saw the bright blue skies of a brilliant morning. A death breath, gave you the refreshing smell of salt, and cool fall breezes. “This is amazing.” All your cares? Tossed to the side, lost to the deep waters that you floated on. “Oh!” You flip onto your stomach, looking ahead you could see some large flat stones.


“I should go there,” your stomach fluttered with a warm sensation. That flowed through your whole body. From the human head, to the tips of your seal flippers. It tingled with an urge, that felt like nothing you had felt before, when you were one hundred percent human. You wanted to go there. A hard splash split your attention. Glancing to the sound that came from behind you. You see a ship, old and wooden. Nothing like it was being built like that now. It appeared new, but style wise, it was so old.


“That's kind of cool.” You admired the ship, that was some ways away from where you were. It looked like something a drunken pirate would stumble along. It called to you on a human level, to your pass self-knowledge. Another part of screamed it was unsafe, that you should head to the rocks. The safer, tingle place. What would you choose, the safe instincts of the seal, or the curiosity of your still human part of yourself?

Written by Psto1464 on 16 April 2022

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“Let's not, and say we did.” You decide to listen to your new self, your selkie, seal self. Turning away from the ship, you head out and swim to those rocks. The closer you get, the more activity you notice. Seagulls were crying above. Still swimming, you admire them flying white birds while they travelled overhead. Near the rocks, where you could look down into the water, and see crabs. Other sea creatures scurry across the sands, and swim across the water.


“Ow!” You pop out of the water, rubbing your head, you were so focused on what was down below. You missed the rocks that were sticking out and above.


“You silly young thing,” An older female voice, that rolled with each word, spoke. Looking up, you see a woman, who looks like you; seal from the waist down. Her hair was black and her full lips, a dark red. Sitting high up on the rock, she looked down at you, and smiled. “Are you here for the event?”


“Yes, am I late?” You agree right away, wanting to blend in. What would you say? Sorry, I got transferred here today? The woman laughed and rolled off her rock. Swimming around to meet you, in front of you, see looks larger and older than you.


“Do you hear that?” She said, raising a finger in the air, and stops talking. Listening, you can hear it, how could you have missed it before? Long-range of sounds echoed all around. High thrills, to low barks, the sounds make you shiver, now that you noticed them. The woman with you notices your reaction, and chuckles. “First time?” You nod, going with the flow once more.


“Do you have a den group?” You shake your head, getting a little worried now, you make a quick excuse.


“I don't have any family, I came here out of instincts.” You weren't lying, you hope she doesn't chase you off.


“Ah, honey, no one should be alone, especially their first time.” Her dark eyes soften, and they look a bit damp, with tears? Was it tears? Shocked, you let her, pull you in for a hug, and after a moment, you return it. Your head tucking into her much more bountiful breast. There were so soft, your eyes almost drift off in comfort. “I have a small den of girls together. We help each through it every year.”


“That sounds nice,” you use your flippers to follow after her when she pulls in front of you. She nods and gives you a smile, that had you smiling right back.


“It is, you can join our den.” She waved at another selkie, a female with shorter hair, resting on a rock. Surrounded by another group of girls. “Not all the girls like newcomers, but I say the more, the merrier.”


“Thanks,” you said, looking around, things were feeling more lively. The deep barks, and thrills, were sounding off everywhere. It made your blood burn. With, with something you couldn't identify, but so many other selkies were there! It must be a normal occurrence, so you shrug it off, but you can't help but feel... fidgety.


“You're so eager!” She laughed, and waves you to her side. You swim there and look at where she led you. Before you was a series of caves. Hollowed out into the side of towering rock face. Were several large openings. “I remember I was so nervous, my mother dragged me in one cave by the arm!” She takes some of your loose hair and tucks it behind your ear. “There's no need to bother with all these yelps and barks out here.” She waved them off with her hand.


“There isn't?” You asked, not even sure what those yelps and barks were for.


“Oh no, they can't even get a cave. No girl should choose them, unlike that group I waved at earlier.” She wrinkled her nose, “No account for taste, or survival. We'll be lucky to see them next year. Don't you agree?”


“I want to survive,” you agree with a hard nod of your head. Whatever this was, if it meant living, you were all for it. You wanted t enjoy this new selkie life! No matter what.


“I thought you did, now, Conor, has had a cave for years.” She tells you this, and you smile. You were... confused about what was going on. “We lost a girl last year to a whale, so he'll accept you with open arms.”


“He will?” You ask, your mind races for the reason she's telling you this. When she swims up behind you, you struggle to ask what is going on. Without revealing, that you know nothing. “Are you sure?” Your voice sounds stressed, you can hear it pitch up at the end. You hope she won't notice!


“Of course,” her hands come around your neck, pulling your long hair back. Draping it, she used her fingers, combs it down your back. “No male would say no to a girl.” She kisses the top of your head, in what you felt was a mother like jester. “Conor is strong, and viral. He has yet not fail impregnating one of us. You are one lucky girl.” Your heart stops, and your body quakes. You can fell your lower part, your flippers and stomach. Come alive with a wet, burning feeling. Your breath picks up, and you start to pant.


“Now, the first heat, is always the hardest.” She turns you around, oblivious to how stunned you are. “Take your arms and push up those breast.” The older woman does this for you, your arms are now folded under your breast, pushing them up and over your arms. “He likes them large,” offering you a wink. She turns you around, and pushes you towards an end cave. ”Have fun, I'll go tell the others, and we'll meet you tomorrow morning. Bright and early!”


Then she swims off, you turn and watch her go. Seeing you, the woman using her hands to motion that you should go inside. Should you? The full experience of the selkie waiting inside, but were you still a regular old human. Was it enough? It was enough to stop that... right?

Written by Psto1464 on 17 April 2022

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You don't have a real chance to decide with your head. Your body has chosen your path. Burning with a need, that you now figured out to be the selkie's heat cycle. You swim inside the entrance of the cave, it was dark and wide. You find yourself caught up in the oddness of the light. Disappearing do fast inside the entrance of the cave. Yet, you're still being able to see perfectly...


“Ow!” That once again you find yourself swimming into something. This time it left you rubbing your nose. “I need to watch out for rocks,” you tell yourself. Twice in one day, was kind of like walking into a wall a couple of times. Funny at first, but then sad and pathetic. Blinking, you try to focus on the rock you hit, but all you see is flesh. Pale, well chisel flesh. “That is not a rock!” You cry out in surprise, swimming backwards; to once again strike something. A large hand at your back.


“I am, as far as I'm aware, not a rock,” a rougher voice came, he sounded like he was finding this all very funny.


“Well, you feel like one,” rubbing your nose with both hands now. You glare up at the grey hair fox, that because he was a good-looking man, older. He would win the heart of any woman he choose. Even with his lower half having four large flippers. That put your four to shame, he would be able to get anyone he wanted. You were certain of it.


“Is that so?” He laughed, and his grey eyes lit up. You refuse to omit that you find that kind of cute, and your frantic mind can only come up with one response. That is, sticking your tongue out at him. His face freezes, and you get some satisfaction at surprising the older man. “Ah, you're a playful one.” He sighed and smiles at you. Pulling you close, you widen that smile. Looking right at you. Your world stand still, and without a word. Your night starts with his lips on yours.

Written by Psto1464 on 23 April 2023

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“That was exhausting,” your face is drowning in sweat and tears. You look up to see not only the Silva, the woman you met on that first day; ten months ago. Also, four others that were part of Silva's den. A group of female selkies that banded together to raise their pups.


“You have a beautiful baby boy,” Silva said in a whisper, passing you a small baby, who like you now. He was a seal from the waist down. Cradling the little bundle in your arms, you sniffle. Forming a bond with not only the women, but Conor; who stood off to one side of the ice cave den. Giving you, the woman who surrounded you, time. It was not part of the plan, but it was one hundred and ten percent worth it!


“Conor, come see the baby!” You had earned your 'I made this' moment, after six hours of labour; the others said you were lucky. You wished you were dead, for about five of them, so what did they know?


“He's a fine lad,” Conor whispered. Touching the baby's head with his fingers, rubbing the small patch of dark hair on the newborns head. Unlike others, Conor loved seeing and raising his pups. All in all, Silva was right. You were one luck girl. What life would bring you next...


“I want ten of these,” you tell Conor when you stared down at your baby's sleeping face.


“Not all at once, I hope,” Conor said, his face twisted in a bit of wide-eyed panic. That had the rest of the women laughing. You joined them. They were good, your baby was good, and you were good. There was no reason to change anything. You had it all right there. Forgetting about the costume, the options and the other choices. You settle in for a life, right where you are.

Written by Psto1464 on 25 April 2023

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