
This is the first in a new series of short stories each revolving around tf's involving darts. I wanted to try my hand at drawing instead but I cannot draw at all. So it's back to writing. Like aways this series starts with a gorilla tf.
My name is Simon. I can’t tell you my last name or even if Simon is my real name or not. I saw something today that made me rethink everything I ever knew. It started off normal. I was sitting in the park with my phone. If you must know I was playing Pokémon Go. I mean why else would anyone be in the park. I looked up from the screen and watch the people go by. It was your usual crowd. Joggers, dog walkers, random people walking. You know the usual.
My eyes stopped on this guy leaning against an oak tree. I recognized him from school. He was in one of my classes but I could not tell you which one. He’s just standing there. I have no idea what he was doing. Either waiting for someone or just decided that would be a good place to loiter. I look back at my phone but my interest had pretty much faded. I turn it off and put it away. I look up and glance around the park. By this point almost everyone had left. I thought maybe it was time for me to go as well. But for some reason I could not bring myself to stand up. A cool breeze wafted through the air and I felt relaxed.
But that would not last because at that moment I heard some movement in the bushes behind me. I turn around to see what it was. At first I did not see anything. Then he appeared. It was a guy where a red hoodie. His face was completely covered but you could tell this was a man. He crouched low to the ground. I tried to look away but I kept an eye on him with my peripheral vision. From the corner of my eye I watched him pull something from his pocket. It was like a kids water gun. I was very confused to why this person would be carrying around a water gun. I turned my head and saw that the Hooded Man was staring at the guy I knew from school. What was his name. It began with a G. Anyway, the Hooded Man raises the gun and aims. At this point I’m sitting thinking “Okay, this guy must know the other guy. Why else would he be trying to squirt him? This must be what that guy was waiting for. It’s just some kind of prank.”
So I turned my head to get a better look. Then the Hooded Man shoots but it was not water that came out. No it was a dart. It looked like a tranquilizer dart. It flies and hits Greg, that’s his name. Greg yelps and swats his neck where the dart struck. He looks around for the source. I look behind me to find the Hooded Man but he was gone. Just disappeared. I’m really scared to why some random guy would shoot a dart at someone. At that point I hear a groan. I turn around and see Greg resting against the tree. His left hand was planted on the trunk while his right hand was clutching his stomach. A million thoughts are running through my head. What was in that dart? Could it have been poison? Should I call someone? The police? The FBI? My parents? I reach for my phone but my hand stops dead before I could touch it.
Right in front of me I watched Greg’s body begin to change. His hands starting shaking as they grew black and began to grow larger and beefy. Black hair sprouted down his arm as it too began to expand. His shirt tore apart as his shoulders grew. The same thing was happening to his other side. I hear more ripping sounds and look to see his feet had burst out of his tennis shoes. They were not normal feet but black hands attached to his legs. More black hair sprouted up his legs tearing apart his jeans as they grew larger and more muscular. Pieces of fabric were laying on the ground in front of him. He clutched his chest his both arms as it grew larger. It was like he was growing fatter in front of my eyes. His chest was completely exposed revealing a round stomach and a muscular chest that was covered in a lighter coating of hair. He starting making these horrible gagging noises as the rest of his clothes fell from his body. He was completely naked aside from the hair that had completely covered his body from the neck down. His neck began to grow thicker as the hair spread to his head. His face began to darken as the hair consumed his entire head. His light brown hair had turned black and thick. His face was left uncovered as it morphed. His lips and jaw became more pronounced as his nose and eyes sunk in to face. Larger pointed teeth grew as his forehead sloped downward. When it was all over he fell forward and landed on his hands as if he could no longer support his massive size. Which looking at it now he really couldn’t.
I stared in shock as Greg had changed into a gorilla in front of my eyes. He looked at his hairy body and screamed in a loud inhuman voice. He shouted something or grunted something along the lines of “Help, what happening to me!” I stood up and final pulled my phone out. I quickly snapped a picture. He heard the sound of the camera because he looked right at me with huge eyes. For a few seconds neither us moved. Then he growled at me and ran off. I tried to chase him but he was gone.
It was later that night that I heard on the news that animal control found a gorilla running around a neighbor not far from my house. I knew deep down that Greg was trying to get home. The news lady said something about the gorilla acting strangely and seemed to trying to communicate with the police. Then went on to say that the footage of the gorilla could not be shown on the air. The last thing I heard before I turned it off was that the gorilla had apparently escaped from a local sanctuary.
That was when I knew something was wrong. I mean a human changing into a gorilla is already wrong but the mystery was much deeper. What animal sanctuary was even around us? Who was the Hooded Man? How did he get the dart that could change a human into an ape? I knew that I had to find out. I pulled out my phone and stared at the picture of Greg. I did not know him personally but I was going to find him again.
Red Hood: Mission- Complete.
Waiting for Response…
The Collector: Next target: Elephant
The Collector: Payment is being transferred now.
Red Hood: Mission- Accepted.
My name is Simon. I can’t tell you my last name or even if Simon is my real name or not. I saw something today that made me rethink everything I ever knew. It started off normal. I was sitting in the park with my phone. If you must know I was playing Pokémon Go. I mean why else would anyone be in the park. I looked up from the screen and watch the people go by. It was your usual crowd. Joggers, dog walkers, random people walking. You know the usual.
My eyes stopped on this guy leaning against an oak tree. I recognized him from school. He was in one of my classes but I could not tell you which one. He’s just standing there. I have no idea what he was doing. Either waiting for someone or just decided that would be a good place to loiter. I look back at my phone but my interest had pretty much faded. I turn it off and put it away. I look up and glance around the park. By this point almost everyone had left. I thought maybe it was time for me to go as well. But for some reason I could not bring myself to stand up. A cool breeze wafted through the air and I felt relaxed.
But that would not last because at that moment I heard some movement in the bushes behind me. I turn around to see what it was. At first I did not see anything. Then he appeared. It was a guy where a red hoodie. His face was completely covered but you could tell this was a man. He crouched low to the ground. I tried to look away but I kept an eye on him with my peripheral vision. From the corner of my eye I watched him pull something from his pocket. It was like a kids water gun. I was very confused to why this person would be carrying around a water gun. I turned my head and saw that the Hooded Man was staring at the guy I knew from school. What was his name. It began with a G. Anyway, the Hooded Man raises the gun and aims. At this point I’m sitting thinking “Okay, this guy must know the other guy. Why else would he be trying to squirt him? This must be what that guy was waiting for. It’s just some kind of prank.”
So I turned my head to get a better look. Then the Hooded Man shoots but it was not water that came out. No it was a dart. It looked like a tranquilizer dart. It flies and hits Greg, that’s his name. Greg yelps and swats his neck where the dart struck. He looks around for the source. I look behind me to find the Hooded Man but he was gone. Just disappeared. I’m really scared to why some random guy would shoot a dart at someone. At that point I hear a groan. I turn around and see Greg resting against the tree. His left hand was planted on the trunk while his right hand was clutching his stomach. A million thoughts are running through my head. What was in that dart? Could it have been poison? Should I call someone? The police? The FBI? My parents? I reach for my phone but my hand stops dead before I could touch it.
Right in front of me I watched Greg’s body begin to change. His hands starting shaking as they grew black and began to grow larger and beefy. Black hair sprouted down his arm as it too began to expand. His shirt tore apart as his shoulders grew. The same thing was happening to his other side. I hear more ripping sounds and look to see his feet had burst out of his tennis shoes. They were not normal feet but black hands attached to his legs. More black hair sprouted up his legs tearing apart his jeans as they grew larger and more muscular. Pieces of fabric were laying on the ground in front of him. He clutched his chest his both arms as it grew larger. It was like he was growing fatter in front of my eyes. His chest was completely exposed revealing a round stomach and a muscular chest that was covered in a lighter coating of hair. He starting making these horrible gagging noises as the rest of his clothes fell from his body. He was completely naked aside from the hair that had completely covered his body from the neck down. His neck began to grow thicker as the hair spread to his head. His face began to darken as the hair consumed his entire head. His light brown hair had turned black and thick. His face was left uncovered as it morphed. His lips and jaw became more pronounced as his nose and eyes sunk in to face. Larger pointed teeth grew as his forehead sloped downward. When it was all over he fell forward and landed on his hands as if he could no longer support his massive size. Which looking at it now he really couldn’t.
I stared in shock as Greg had changed into a gorilla in front of my eyes. He looked at his hairy body and screamed in a loud inhuman voice. He shouted something or grunted something along the lines of “Help, what happening to me!” I stood up and final pulled my phone out. I quickly snapped a picture. He heard the sound of the camera because he looked right at me with huge eyes. For a few seconds neither us moved. Then he growled at me and ran off. I tried to chase him but he was gone.
It was later that night that I heard on the news that animal control found a gorilla running around a neighbor not far from my house. I knew deep down that Greg was trying to get home. The news lady said something about the gorilla acting strangely and seemed to trying to communicate with the police. Then went on to say that the footage of the gorilla could not be shown on the air. The last thing I heard before I turned it off was that the gorilla had apparently escaped from a local sanctuary.
That was when I knew something was wrong. I mean a human changing into a gorilla is already wrong but the mystery was much deeper. What animal sanctuary was even around us? Who was the Hooded Man? How did he get the dart that could change a human into an ape? I knew that I had to find out. I pulled out my phone and stared at the picture of Greg. I did not know him personally but I was going to find him again.
Red Hood: Mission- Complete.
Waiting for Response…
The Collector: Next target: Elephant
The Collector: Payment is being transferred now.
Red Hood: Mission- Accepted.
Category Story / Transformation
Species Gorilla
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 182.1 kB
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