The sign reads
"Welcome all new travellers.
To continue you must go through a series of doors.
After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.
After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.
If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.
After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.
100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human
200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human
400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing
And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.
Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.
Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.
When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.
If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.
If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.
Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!
You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.
Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying
Costume room for
So which door do you want
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.<P/>There are five costumes in this room, all of them female, all of them are normal land creatures.
- Snake <li><span class="female">Wolf</span></li>
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
You put the tigress costume on and the changes start immediately.
The costume sinks in and combines with your skin.
You then feel your feet change into paws and your tows changes into paw-digits.
Also, as this happenings your legs become slimmer, while still being strong and toned. Also your paws decreas in size, becoming more petite and ladylike.
Changes then start to occur else where on your body as your ears start to tingle. They move to the top of your head with points, curving slightly to give you better hearing all round. You move over to a mirror in the corner to watch your other facial changes.
You feel your whiskers grow out. You watch as your eye colour changes from a boring brown to a dazzling bright yellow, with a tint of blue. Your nose starts to change as it becomes pinker and starts to move further away from your eyes. With it come new smells.
Your head has nearly finished the changing as your muzzle grew out with your nose, leaving you with pouting lips that anyone would love to be smothered in.
Vibrant auburn hair grows at the back of your head, down to your hips.
Your hips have also started to change, increasing in size. Your buttocks also increase in size, giving you a more firm round figure overall.
Next, your arms start to change. Your palms taking a new form with black pads slowly on them. Your nails on both your fingers and toes (Now paw digits) slowly dissolve as new powerful long curvy claws take their place.
Your lower and upper arms then start to change, with fur sweeping across with strong dashes of orange and black everywhere. They become slender and more feminine as they take on their new role as tigress limbs. Your shoulders, slowly shrink into your every changing body as your neck also become more feminine with no trace of an Adams apple every being there. You hear a low purring sound which you realise is coming from you.
The changes then move down to the body, as your legs became surprisingly longer, making you at least 6' 5" now. They also become more toned, leaving you with legs that any woman would die for (apart from the fur).
Your front also changes as your beer belly, slowly subsided into a firm, white furred, stomach. It looks like you had been exercising for years to get it that toned. Also, your belly button disappeared as the white fur spreads across the whole of your front. From underneath your fur, 4 new bumps could be seen growing as your inner self slowly alters to a more feminine structure.
Your original nipples<span class="female">breasts</span> also took notice of this and start to inflate. They slowly increase in size until they reach at least a firm 40" C cup.
You then feel an awkward pain in the back of your buttocks. Thinking it was a sock or something that you had sat on you try and grab it. However, when your paws go to grab and remove whatever was causing the pain, you find that it is attached to your body.
It then surprises you more as it grows longer into a very sexy stripy tail. You found that you have full control of it and you sway it around as you look down to watch the remaining changes.
Finally, all that is left is your ever-shrinking manhood as it slowly finishes its disappearing act. You feel movement inside you, as the female reproductive organs finish forming.
Illustrated by KaeAskavi
Written by Tigress on 17 April 2007
You wake up in a partially dark room, light streaming in through the gaps in the blinds. There is no blanket covering you but you find that you do not feel cold. You sit up on the bed and rub your face and it takes but a few seconds to realise it’s covered in fur.
With a start, you begin to recall what happened to you while you stare are your furry, paw-like hands, the fingers tipped with sheathed claws. You recall sneaking into an abandoned theatre in the lower-downtown area and putting on a weird-smelling tiger suit. After zipping it up, the suit shrunk to fit tightly against your skin, becoming one with your skin. Your body changed as well, your limbs changing shape and a tail sprouted and grew from the base of your spine. Before the transformation was complete, even your gender changed to that of a female, with breasts growing from your chest. After that you remember nothing but waking up in your bed.
You feel less panicked after recalling what happened and you take a look around the room you’re in. Something makes you feel that it’s familiar and after a moment’s scrutiny you realise it’s your bedroom, but you’re not sure why, or how, you know that.
Feeling puzzled, you decide to get up and look around to see what else is supposedly yours. In the adjacent wall is a closet filled with clothes that you recognise as your own and in the bedside table you find a leather money pouch filled with coins. This you also know to be yours, but you are still unsure how.
With a shrug you decide to see what else is in the house. After few minutes’ exploration you discover a small sitting room with a fireplace, a kitchen, a dining room and a bathroom, all the blinds on the windows down. With each room you open the blinds, letting the bright sunlight in, brightening up the gloomy rooms and illuminating furniture you know to be yours but at the same time is not yours.
All of a sudden there is a loud growl that echoes throughout the house and you jump at the sound. While looking around with nervous eyes you hear it again but simultaneously feel your stomach growl, causing you to sigh in relief.
“All this is mine, correct?” you wonder out loud. “So it shouldn’t be a problem if I eat the food and even if it is then I could always get more with that money in my room...”
With that you nod your head and walk towards the small kitchen. Inside you note that there is a small hearth with a fire burning merrily within. On the wall above the hearth you note pots and pans and cooking implements. “I suppose I’ll have to somehow make something, judging from this weird setting...” you mumble, suddenly not feeling like putting in this much effort but your stomach growls again and you decide that the effort should be worth it.
Written by green-eyedtiger on 06 July 2017
After adding some wood to the small fire and stoking it you swing a small pot over the flames. While the pot heats up you chop an onion and throw it in to fry in some lard you found in a box above the heart. You add as few vegetables as possible, for you crave mostly meat but know you need to eat some greens for your health. With some carrot, potato and parsnip in, you add water and throw in a good handful of smoked meat found hanging along one of the kitchen’s walls.
Knowing that your little impromptu stew will take some time, you scratch around in the cupboards and whatever boxes you can find, looking for something to ease the gnawing hunger. After looking through almost every container in the kitchen you let out a squeal as you find a round loaf of sourdough bread, of which you tear off a chunk and immediately bite into it, but eating only enough to quieten your stomach.
Having staunched your hunger for now you decide to explore the house properly while your stew cooks as you’re a bit wary of looking outside and seeing what you might find. Staying away from the windows, you retrace your steps through the house to the bedroom and give your clothes a proper examination. Among the clothes you find some pastel coloured dressed in blues and greens, some blouses and skirts of similar colours. The variety of the collection is nothing amazing but you’re glad to have anything to wear. Currently you are wearing a plain white tunic and a grey pair of loose trousers.
After your closet diving you explore the bathroom, only to find that it has only a toilet and wash basin but no shower or bath to speak of. Looking around the bathroom, however, you spot a large copper tub hanging on the wall in an empty corner of the room and surmise that it must be the bath, though how you’ll fill it is currently beyond you.
You then go and properly explore the rest of the house, finding a small bookshelf in the sitting room containing little knick knacks, some landscape paintings on the walls. You also take note of a wooden, varnished coffee table. In the dining room there is a square wooden table with two chairs, one on either side.
Having now become acquainted with what is actually in the house you decide to look out the windows at whatever world awaits you. Feeling nervous, you slowly approach the sitting room’s window, its sill deep and the window open. For the first time you can smell the scents of spring as you approach the bright rectangle of light. When you reach the window itself you lean on the sill and allow your eyes to adjust to the bright light and within seconds the outside is revealed to you in lush greenery that spreads out down a gentle slope, the landscape dotted with other houses or cottages, each with a small garden but no fences. Here and there you spot orange and black shapes, part of their colour blocked out by other colours.
You are still wary of going outside and so decide to just watch the scenery and the daily life of the townsfolk you can see while waiting away the time. Every now and then you go back to the kitchen to check on the stew, adding some water when it needs it and a bit of seasoning. By the time the meat stew is ready the sun is already setting on the far side of the town. You decided to move the dining room table and a chair over to the window and eat your stew while enjoying the sky’s shifting colours.
Written by green-eyedtiger on 10 July 2017
You finish your meal just after the sun finishes setting and so you stay through twilight until the night sky is dark and full of stars. When the stars are fully out you take your bowl to the kitchen and wash it in the basin using cold water from the little hand pump, setting it to dry on the counter top. The remains of your supper you leave in its pot, hanging close enough to the fire to keep it hot so you can eat it in the morning without waiting for it to heat up. With the kitchen sorted you begin walking back to your table at the window but suddenly feel a heavy fatigue fall over you, causing you to divert to your bedroom where you collapse onto the bed and instantly fall asleep.
You wake up in the morning feeling incredibly rested. You sit up and stretch, feeling and hearing all your upper-body joints pop as if you’d slept for a whole day, though you feel cold and figure it must be cold-induced stiffness.
Your stomach growls and you decide you may as well eat some breakfast immediately then see if you can’t explore the town – or at least muster the courage to. Instead of using the bowl from last night you take the whole pot of stew from its hook and carry it and a spoon over to your table, where you tuck into it with surprising haste. While you eat you look outside over the town, seeing more people walking around and that they are of differing sizes.
“So,” you mumble around a mouthful of carrot and potato, “there are children here too. I wonder if they’re like me or if this place is a world all its own.”
After your meal you decide you may as well get out into the sunshine. You clean up and head into your room. In your closet you look through all your clothes for a few minutes before deciding on a light yellow sun dress. You quickly change into the dress and head for the door, pausing before opening. “What about shoes?” you say to nobody at all before looking down at your bare paws and shrugging. “No sense in it, especially if I haven’t seen any, right?” With that you open the door slowly and head out into the world.
Out in the spring sunshine you briefly close your eyes against the brighter light of the outside. While your eyes are closed you take note of the warmth radiating through your fur, a welcome change to the coolness of your house even though the coolness never bothered you due to your coat of plush fur.
You begin you walk, your eyes squinting while they adjust to the light and you almost walk into a child.
“Excuse me, Little One,” you say quickly and check to make sure they’re not hurt.
“No worries, Ma’am,” the little girl replies, her eyes wide and her whiskers twitching while she looks up at you. “Aren’t you our new neighbor?”
Written by green-eyedtiger on 15 July 2017
“I suppose I am, yes,” you reply awkwardly, unsure of how to respond, especially since you are unaware of any local etiquette.
“I hope you enjoy the village!” She says loudly after dipping in a curtsey and hurrying off. You feel that she must be on some errand for her family and you hope everyone is as friendly.
You watch the girl go until she disappears around the corner then resume your task. Time to explore, you think to yourself. You take a deep breath and begin walking along the path, slowly making your way down the longest route through the town. Along the way you note some clothing shops and decide you must look at them at a later date. Further along you note several small vegetables shops and catch the delicious smell of baking goodies wafting along on the wind.
You follow the scent, passing through a sort of square, its edges lined here and there with a few empty market stalls. In the centre is a stone fountain, its statue an anthropomorphic tiger couple frozen in the middle of a dance. You hardly notice the fountain in your pursuit of the scent of baking and follow it through the square and out the far side before taking a fork in the path and winding up in front of the bakery. The building has a set of double doors opened wide to be inviting, a table inside arrayed with various loaves of bread and other baked goods.
You reach for a pocket in your dress but realise mid-reach that you brought nothing with you as you were only going out to explore. At least, you think to yourself, you know where it is when you decide to come back for bread.
With one last sniff of the delicious smells wafting out the open doors you turn back up the path and finish your exploration. At the bottom of the town you look back up and recall everything you saw. You found two other bakeries, some other veggies shops and clothing stores and multiple small carpenters. All in all not a bad collection, though you found no butcheries to speak of and yet there was smoked meat in your kitchen. Puzzled by the absence of a butchery you decide it’ll be best to ask around, but on another day, for your walk was long and you are tired and now must walk back uphill.
You begin walking back up the hill and sigh after a mere three steps before you realise you need to relocate your house. The walk back takes longer than you’d hoped and it’s almost dark by the time you find your little house, its windows dark. Inside you walk into the kitchen and make a sandwich of thinly sliced smoked meat and cheese, sliced just as thinly. After eating you drag yourself to your bed and fall asleep almost immediately, your dress still on you.
Written by green-eyedtiger on 18 July 2017
Look for meat
The next morning while preparing some breakfast you notice that your food stocks are getting low, though your meat supply will last a bit longer than your vegetables. After making a light breakfast of scrambled eggs and some toast you wash up and make a list of everything you need to replace. You head to your bedroom to change into a pink shirt and light yellow shorts before grabbing your coin pouch and heading out for some shopping.
At the little vegetable shop closest to your house you buy a few things to replace everything you’ve used to far and upon paying you muster up the courage to ask the shopkeeper, an anthropomorphic tigress such as yourself and named Nirelka, about the lack of a butcher in the town.
“You know I thought you were that newcomer from out of town,” she says to you with some understanding in her eyes after looking confused for a moment or two. “I suppose you wouldn’t know, though I would have expected someone such as yourself to have found out first about how the town works. Anyway, here in our town every household hunts for their own meat at a special reserve were hares and the like are bred for that purpose.”
“Hang on,” you say after gulping nervously. “You’re saying that I need to go looking for my own meat and kill it?”
“That’s how it is here. Perhaps wherever you came from there are enough people to go hunting for others but here everyone must do it themselves due to the size of the town,” Nirelka replies without seeming phased by your shocked expression. Not knowing what else to say, you merely thank Nirelka and take your vegetables back to your home.
Back home you pack your vegetables away and look at the smoked meat hanging on your wall. You sigh at the thought of going hunting and killing animals with your claws and jaws but deep down you feel it’s something you have to do, for whatever reason. “I’ll just stretch my meat supply,” you mumble softly to yourself while still looking at your meat supply.
Written by green-eyedtiger on 22 July 2017
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