
Commission for
Kaerou
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A traveler on his first day in Val Salia encounters one of the local nonhuman residents, who generously offers him a tasty fruit as a welcoming gift.
Being unfamiliar with how suspicious is for a yinglet to be generous and considerate, he thanks the small creature and goes on his way, enjoying the fruit's unique flavor. It isn't until he feels an odd tingling and pulling sensation from within his mouth that he realizes this might not be a perfectly normal fruit.
This realization is confirmed as his bones and muscles grow numb and weak, shifting and stretching into the proportions resembling those of the small creature from before.
By the time the shock subsides, he finds himself on all fours, looking up at the city from his reduced height as he struggles to comprehend what has just happened, and what he will do now.
He had checked in to a local inn before taking to the streets, and left all his belongings in his room, aside from his small utility dagger for basic protection, which now seems like a full-sized sword in his small, padded hands. Naturally, the innkeeper denied the scav's strange request to retrieve one of his occupant's belongings for itself.
After being promptly thrown out of the inn by the Ivenmoth Guard, he hopelessly wandered the city on his awkward new legs until meeting others of his new 'kind." They thought his story of being a human was a very funny lie, and adopted him into the city's yinglet enclave for the entertainment.
Weeks later, still penniless and hundreds of miles away from home and too small and vulnerable to make the trip back, he sits in a meal den contemplating his future; his only mementos of his life as a human are his dagger, and the tattered, re-fitted remains of his tunic.
Once again the meal consists of a mixture that would be fatal to must human stomachs, but just because he can now digest it, doesn't mean it tastes much better.
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Refresh for an updated version, with lots of small edits.
A traveler on his first day in Val Salia encounters one of the local nonhuman residents, who generously offers him a tasty fruit as a welcoming gift.
Being unfamiliar with how suspicious is for a yinglet to be generous and considerate, he thanks the small creature and goes on his way, enjoying the fruit's unique flavor. It isn't until he feels an odd tingling and pulling sensation from within his mouth that he realizes this might not be a perfectly normal fruit.
This realization is confirmed as his bones and muscles grow numb and weak, shifting and stretching into the proportions resembling those of the small creature from before.
By the time the shock subsides, he finds himself on all fours, looking up at the city from his reduced height as he struggles to comprehend what has just happened, and what he will do now.
He had checked in to a local inn before taking to the streets, and left all his belongings in his room, aside from his small utility dagger for basic protection, which now seems like a full-sized sword in his small, padded hands. Naturally, the innkeeper denied the scav's strange request to retrieve one of his occupant's belongings for itself.
After being promptly thrown out of the inn by the Ivenmoth Guard, he hopelessly wandered the city on his awkward new legs until meeting others of his new 'kind." They thought his story of being a human was a very funny lie, and adopted him into the city's yinglet enclave for the entertainment.
Weeks later, still penniless and hundreds of miles away from home and too small and vulnerable to make the trip back, he sits in a meal den contemplating his future; his only mementos of his life as a human are his dagger, and the tattered, re-fitted remains of his tunic.
Once again the meal consists of a mixture that would be fatal to must human stomachs, but just because he can now digest it, doesn't mean it tastes much better.
ALTERNATE ENDING: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15508256/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Comics
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Size 900 x 1420px
File Size 1.73 MB
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No worries, memories of being human will soon fade as he has to adjust to his new life. Form follows function and the shape molds the mind. A yinglet he shall be. It might be a challenge as new instincts battle with his former human sensibilities and values, but that's all part of the fun.
BTW, I want this for XFRMATIONS UNLIMITED.
BTW, I want this for XFRMATIONS UNLIMITED.
Yeah, this is actually a sort of condensed version of the comic's story, come to think of it! A one-page TF sequence could certainly get the basic concept told, but there's just so much potential for exploring the character's experiences afterwards!
And hey, that might actually work; this is a much more regular-page-sized comic than most of the others, which tend to be really tall.
And hey, that might actually work; this is a much more regular-page-sized comic than most of the others, which tend to be really tall.
Xfmrations Unlimited is a transformation themed comic book anthology of stories, comics, and standalone art from
jarlidium (www.jarlidium.com). You can get the comic from several online retailers or even at conventions like Anthrocon.
We're seeking content! Got a TF based story or comic? We want to print it!

We're seeking content! Got a TF based story or comic? We want to print it!
Within the next century, trade companies begin to find a pattern of large amounts of mollusks and shellfish being imported into Val Salia, which, rather than being locally sold, dried and exported, or exchanged for another local resource, they simply seem to disappear, as if the region is some sort of black hole for the stuff.
That is very much a matter of perspective, actually! Most of the males perfectly enjoy all the freedom of being able to just do whatever they want every day. Comparatively, the females are well cared-for, guarded, and fed (and get all the pretty clothes), but they hardly ever leave the dens and keep pretty busy keeping the species going, so to speak.
It really comes down to what sort of lifestyle one prefers!
It really comes down to what sort of lifestyle one prefers!
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