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Hi everyone! I'm Marvelon!
So this is my first ever Transformation story, including both my favorite holiday and favorite TF; a Cat TF!
I hope you'll enjoy what I wrote- And please, don't be shy to comment constructive criticism or just leave a comment so I can get to improve in the future :3
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22:12, Snowing, December 24th, Living room
“It’s Christmas Eve tonight... and here I am, alone, in my living room, just aimlessly watching the moon… Maybe I should have gone to those parties after all” I thought to myself, after precisely 1 hour and 22 minutes of listening to the clock ticking.
This has been the third year in a row now. Since I moved out, I was barely leaving the apartment anymore. I would constantly work from home or play games, leaving the house only for trips to the grocery store or some other stores. At least, my parents would visit from time to time, and I managed to keep my home nice and tidy most of the time. Yep, life as an independent developer is far from easy- especially when, like me, you start with no reputation to call your own. I had already made a few small games or apps, but that was about it, and the funding of my bigger project was going at a snail’s pace. At this point, I started to wonder if I should get a part-time job on top of my daily tasks and objectives, to get a little more breathing room each month.
Not only that but living alone is making me feel really lonely. I have friends and family, of course- I just can barely leave the house and barely have the time to properly meet with them without being extremely tired or extremely busy. A lot of my friends, and especially my family, tells me that I am overworking myself, which may very well be true, but how am I going to pay the bills otherwise? It’s already hard enough just to get noticed by people online, if I suddenly stop creating stuff, I may as well be homeless.
The more I thought about all that, the more my current headache would intensify and become more and more painful. I was supposed to go see my family tomorrow, but I honestly was not sure anymore will all my thoughts buzzing around my head. Have I forgotten to work on my side scroller? Have I managed to make decent progress? Did I pay my rent yet? I rub my eyes, groaning, then take a sip of my hot cocoa- which was now pretty much cold- to try and relax. I then would stare outside the window. There was little to no wind that night, and the snow was falling heavily. The weather report said it would be hard to travel tomorrow, so most of the people in my apartment building had already left to see their family and sleep at their families’ houses. A rather smart move, I must admit. The moon in the sky and the Christmas lights on everyone’s balconies, combined with the falling snow… it was so beautiful and enchanting… I could almost lose myself as I watched the snowfall and heard the clock ticking. Tic… Tac… Tic… Tac… so peaceful, yet so lonely. Is this what I am destined to for the rest of my life? Have I really worked for over 13 years of my life, including my teenagehood and childhood, just to obtain this kind of life? It was almost upsetting, I swear… I swear……
00:03, Snowing, December 25th, Living room
I woke up on my seat near the window- I surely didn’t expect to fall asleep in the middle of my mental rambling. I was even still holding the cold hot cocoa in my hands- it’s a miracle it hasn’t fallen on the floor and made a huge mess. I set my drink aside and look outside… it’s still snowing the only being difference there being the lack of any noise, since the parties had stopped and barely anyone was awake at this hour.
Seeing how tired I was, I would get up and stretch- and also unconsciously yawn- before started to walk with heavy footsteps towards the bathroom to give my teeth a quick wash and take some melatonin. I was almost dragging my body to the bathroom, but as I walked past my front door, I saw something odd- some kind of red ribbon that was in front of my front door and continued its path outside of my apartment. It’s as if the ribbon had slipped in the small space between the door and the doorframe. It was rather strange- before I had fallen asleep, there was no such thing. What kind of crazy people would come to prank me this late anyway?
I sighed, and came closer to the door, then looked in the peeping hole. There was no one… huh. That’s strange. In any case, after seeing no evident threat outside of my apartment, I slowly open the door and look at the floor. And there it was: a small decorated blue box, with a snow and reindeer pattern, decorated with a beautiful red silk ribbon. The ribbon was a bit long- after all, it was long enough to reach the inside of my apartment, but besides that, you could not see a single flaw on it. I took it in my hands, then put my ears against it. No sound at all… no ticking sound, or potentially something harmful. I then shake it a bit, but again, no sound at all. From my deductions, the item was some kind of orb, and was not emitting any kind of sound. However, as I shake it, I realize there was a sticker on its side- it was addressed to me, of course, and it said… “For a lonely soul who lost their self”. A lonely soul that lost their self? What do they mean by that? And how did they knew I felt lonely…? And even more strange, there wasn’t any kind of name in the “from” zone of the sticker… just who sent me this? I wanted to chalk it up as a prank someone pulled on me, but… my curiosity was only growing more and more intense. Unable to hold myself back, I bring back the box- which was basically a Christmas present- inside. I then set the box on the dining room table, and sit on a chair, before staring at the present. Should I open it? Should I give it to the police station? What if it was delivered to the wrong apartment? Wait- it couldn’t be this, it’s clearly my name written on the sticker! And wait, it couldn’t have been sent by mail either, there is no address! Is it someone I know? But if so, who could it be?? Ugh, I can’t make sense of this present!
But one thing is sure… it was meant for me to open it. And damn, my curiosity is growing bigger by the second- I can’t hold myself anymore… I grabbed the ribbon, and slowly pulled it, before stopping. For some reason, touching and staring at the ribbon made me feel… excited and happy… it was so smooth and beautiful. I would then pull it again, but this time, with a swing. As I swung the ribbon off, the ribbon untied itself from the box, end also sent the present flying.
For some odd reasons though, the ribbon did not fell on the ground… it somewhat floated around me, despite there being no wind at all in the apartment. It was really confusing- almost magical- but I soon got distracted by the green mist that enveloped the room. The box, when it fell, had opened, and green mist was coming out of it. I started to panic- thinking it was a poisonous gas, I tried desperately to cover my mouth as I tried to look for the box in the thick, forest-green mist that had invaded my apartment. I eventually found the box, alongside the present that had fallen out… a collar’s bell? It was a shining gold that could probably blind people in the sun, but why a collar’s bell? I took the bell and looked at it, completely forgetting about the green mist… actually, it’s rather strange. Even though my apartment is full of sketchy fog… I don’t feel stressed at all. Wait, am I becoming… sleepy? Relaxed? Drugged? I couldn’t tell, but I started to feel light-headed. The ribbon I grabbed in my right hand, the bell in my left hand, and the green mist… for some reason, it felt oddly familiar… like it’s something I’ve always known and enjoyed…
although, I didn’t have much time to think, as the ribbon started to swirl around me. Curious, I watched things unfold, as the ribbon quickly flew out of my hand, passed through the bell’s metal arc, and approached closer to me. I tried to step back, to get the ribbon away, but after a bit of somewhat weak struggling, the ribbon tied itself around my neck. It was surprisingly comfy for a silk ribbon. It was not too tight, not too loose, and was smooth, almost a soft feel to it… yeah… it felt… good…
A tingly feeling soon invaded my body. Before I even realized it, I was floating. But… I was not scared in the slightest. In fact, floating this way only made me appreciate the moment even more, making me feel light and safe… A pleasant tingling sensation soon invaded my whole body, as the bell started to gently ring its wonderful melody, almost like a chime. Before I knew it, I was bewitched by the gift.
The tingling feeling intensified as time went on, and soon enough, some kind of white fur started sprouting bellow the ribbon- which was more acting as a collar- and around my neck. Soon after the fur started to spread both up, to my chin and cheeks, and down, on my shoulders and chest. The feeling of warmth across my chest and neck reminded me of my childhood… the scarf I used to wear on cold days like these felt the same way. It was so long, I still remember the times I would share it with my best friend as a kid, basically having one scarf tying us together. It was so silly, yet so fun…
Not long after, the fur spread more and this time covered my whole face- slowly turning my hair into fur- and down to my arms and stomach. With it, the feeling of pleasing warmth followed- reminding me of all the times me and my friends and family hugged each other. Each hug was special to me, and I could almost recognize the feeling by heart… the times of happiness, sadness, love… the times I would comfort them as they cried on my shoulder, of the times I was so happy to see them I could barely hold myself back…
as the fur and warmth spread onto my legs, I start to remember the fireplace back at my family’s home, how I used to stare at the fire until the clock reached midnight, hoping to see Santa Claus- or who I like to call Santa Claws. Santa Claws? I haven’t heard that name in a long time… before I knew it, a small tear runs down my cheek. Why was I remembering all of these silly moments? Why now? What was happening to me? At this point, I no longer cared… to be totally honest, I almost wanted it to keep going. Those memories… I couldn’t forgive myself for forgetting them.
Soon, the fur reached my feet… and then I felt a strange feeling. It’s like my bones were being restructured to fit a new shape… are my feet becoming digitigrade? Shortly after, I extend my feet on instinct, as if I wanted to walk on my toes… it definitely did feel like my feet were becoming digitigrade. That’s funny, it reminds me how I used to walk on my toes at night when I was young, as I was trying to make myself late-night hot cocoa. I would always get caught- not by the sound I made, but by the mess I left behind. I was such a dumb, innocent kid…
Next was this pressure I felt on my palms, fingertips, and the tips of my toes. The skin on those parts becomes thicker, as they soon started to plump up, and become pink... It’s so soft and squishy… are they paw pads? Oh, this reminds me of the gloves I used to wear as a little kid- with the paw pads pattern on it. I would constantly wear them and try to imitate my cat with them. At a point, it was becoming so common to see me do that my parents started comparing me to my cat. I was happy when they would do that.
Next is… my nails… they somehow got rounder- almost into cylinder shapes- and sharpen. My fingers then changed- having 2 fingers fuse together while the rest just becomes plumper- and then reshaped themselves to allow my nails to retract into them. The same process happened for my feet. It was probably claws, given the situation… reminds me how I used to scrape the blackboard with my nails in high school to annoy my friends- only for them to prank me in return with stuff like super spicy cupcakes.
Then, before I even realize it, I start to feel a light pressure on my rear. Was something pushing out of it? It didn’t take me long to realize what it is, as it suddenly bursts out and rips my pajama’s pants in the process, making it fall on the ground. The tail was long and fluffy, and naturally curled around my torso, making it feel like a soft embrace. After that, I would start to feel sleepy, as my face morphed into a muzzle and my ears moved to the top of my head, becoming fluffy pointy ears. I then close my eyes. I think I felt whiskers grow on my muzzle, but for some reason, I was just too tired to keep my eyes open… so I simply… fall asleep as the warmth and fur gently relax me…
9:37, sunny, December 25th, bedroom
Surprisingly enough, I would wake up in my bed. I was still half asleep, but had enough energy to sit up. “Was it all a dream?” I ask myself, puzzled. Though, it didn’t take long to realize it wasn’t, because as soon I looked at myself, I could see the fur on my body, as well as my paws and the bell hanging from my neck. I let out a gasp, as I poke my body from all sides. My squishy paws, my warm fur, my pointy ears, my numb tail (I was sleeping with my back against the mat), my muzzle… It’s too unreal. But… I think I finally understand the sticker that was on the side of the present. What they meant by lost their self… is that I forgot about the important things. All those memories and feelings… are the most important things in my life, and my job completely brainwashed me away from it. On my nightstand, I noticed something- the unwrapped small gift was there, sitting with a note inside. I take the note and read it… “To turn back to normal, remove the ribbon and store it back in the box, along with the bell. On that note, Merry Christmas! And finally, next time, avoid using it while you’re tired, or you’ll fall asleep again, sleepy head :3”… The message was just that. A way to turn back to normal, and a Merry Christmas, along with a piece of advice…
I put the box back on the nightstand, then get up and stretch. I know what I have to do now. I would run towards my computer, then open a voice chat with my friends, as fast as I could. Of course… no one was there. I was sad. I desperately wanted to apologize for all the time I’ve forgotten about them. I was ready to cry, when suddenly… the notification sounds!
-“Hey bud, long time no see! What are you doing alone in a voice chat on Christmas?”
-“Yeah, why’re you alone? You should come to see us- or at least your family!”
-“I’m so glad to see you! I want to give you a hug so much right now!”
Hearing their voice, I felt a tear run down my cheek. Not a tear of sadness, but a tear of joy. I sniffle a bit, rub my eyes, and gain back the little composure I had composure, before answering…
“G-Guys… I’m back. A-And… It’s so good to be back!”
THE END
So this is my first ever Transformation story, including both my favorite holiday and favorite TF; a Cat TF!
I hope you'll enjoy what I wrote- And please, don't be shy to comment constructive criticism or just leave a comment so I can get to improve in the future :3
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22:12, Snowing, December 24th, Living room
“It’s Christmas Eve tonight... and here I am, alone, in my living room, just aimlessly watching the moon… Maybe I should have gone to those parties after all” I thought to myself, after precisely 1 hour and 22 minutes of listening to the clock ticking.
This has been the third year in a row now. Since I moved out, I was barely leaving the apartment anymore. I would constantly work from home or play games, leaving the house only for trips to the grocery store or some other stores. At least, my parents would visit from time to time, and I managed to keep my home nice and tidy most of the time. Yep, life as an independent developer is far from easy- especially when, like me, you start with no reputation to call your own. I had already made a few small games or apps, but that was about it, and the funding of my bigger project was going at a snail’s pace. At this point, I started to wonder if I should get a part-time job on top of my daily tasks and objectives, to get a little more breathing room each month.
Not only that but living alone is making me feel really lonely. I have friends and family, of course- I just can barely leave the house and barely have the time to properly meet with them without being extremely tired or extremely busy. A lot of my friends, and especially my family, tells me that I am overworking myself, which may very well be true, but how am I going to pay the bills otherwise? It’s already hard enough just to get noticed by people online, if I suddenly stop creating stuff, I may as well be homeless.
The more I thought about all that, the more my current headache would intensify and become more and more painful. I was supposed to go see my family tomorrow, but I honestly was not sure anymore will all my thoughts buzzing around my head. Have I forgotten to work on my side scroller? Have I managed to make decent progress? Did I pay my rent yet? I rub my eyes, groaning, then take a sip of my hot cocoa- which was now pretty much cold- to try and relax. I then would stare outside the window. There was little to no wind that night, and the snow was falling heavily. The weather report said it would be hard to travel tomorrow, so most of the people in my apartment building had already left to see their family and sleep at their families’ houses. A rather smart move, I must admit. The moon in the sky and the Christmas lights on everyone’s balconies, combined with the falling snow… it was so beautiful and enchanting… I could almost lose myself as I watched the snowfall and heard the clock ticking. Tic… Tac… Tic… Tac… so peaceful, yet so lonely. Is this what I am destined to for the rest of my life? Have I really worked for over 13 years of my life, including my teenagehood and childhood, just to obtain this kind of life? It was almost upsetting, I swear… I swear……
00:03, Snowing, December 25th, Living room
I woke up on my seat near the window- I surely didn’t expect to fall asleep in the middle of my mental rambling. I was even still holding the cold hot cocoa in my hands- it’s a miracle it hasn’t fallen on the floor and made a huge mess. I set my drink aside and look outside… it’s still snowing the only being difference there being the lack of any noise, since the parties had stopped and barely anyone was awake at this hour.
Seeing how tired I was, I would get up and stretch- and also unconsciously yawn- before started to walk with heavy footsteps towards the bathroom to give my teeth a quick wash and take some melatonin. I was almost dragging my body to the bathroom, but as I walked past my front door, I saw something odd- some kind of red ribbon that was in front of my front door and continued its path outside of my apartment. It’s as if the ribbon had slipped in the small space between the door and the doorframe. It was rather strange- before I had fallen asleep, there was no such thing. What kind of crazy people would come to prank me this late anyway?
I sighed, and came closer to the door, then looked in the peeping hole. There was no one… huh. That’s strange. In any case, after seeing no evident threat outside of my apartment, I slowly open the door and look at the floor. And there it was: a small decorated blue box, with a snow and reindeer pattern, decorated with a beautiful red silk ribbon. The ribbon was a bit long- after all, it was long enough to reach the inside of my apartment, but besides that, you could not see a single flaw on it. I took it in my hands, then put my ears against it. No sound at all… no ticking sound, or potentially something harmful. I then shake it a bit, but again, no sound at all. From my deductions, the item was some kind of orb, and was not emitting any kind of sound. However, as I shake it, I realize there was a sticker on its side- it was addressed to me, of course, and it said… “For a lonely soul who lost their self”. A lonely soul that lost their self? What do they mean by that? And how did they knew I felt lonely…? And even more strange, there wasn’t any kind of name in the “from” zone of the sticker… just who sent me this? I wanted to chalk it up as a prank someone pulled on me, but… my curiosity was only growing more and more intense. Unable to hold myself back, I bring back the box- which was basically a Christmas present- inside. I then set the box on the dining room table, and sit on a chair, before staring at the present. Should I open it? Should I give it to the police station? What if it was delivered to the wrong apartment? Wait- it couldn’t be this, it’s clearly my name written on the sticker! And wait, it couldn’t have been sent by mail either, there is no address! Is it someone I know? But if so, who could it be?? Ugh, I can’t make sense of this present!
But one thing is sure… it was meant for me to open it. And damn, my curiosity is growing bigger by the second- I can’t hold myself anymore… I grabbed the ribbon, and slowly pulled it, before stopping. For some reason, touching and staring at the ribbon made me feel… excited and happy… it was so smooth and beautiful. I would then pull it again, but this time, with a swing. As I swung the ribbon off, the ribbon untied itself from the box, end also sent the present flying.
For some odd reasons though, the ribbon did not fell on the ground… it somewhat floated around me, despite there being no wind at all in the apartment. It was really confusing- almost magical- but I soon got distracted by the green mist that enveloped the room. The box, when it fell, had opened, and green mist was coming out of it. I started to panic- thinking it was a poisonous gas, I tried desperately to cover my mouth as I tried to look for the box in the thick, forest-green mist that had invaded my apartment. I eventually found the box, alongside the present that had fallen out… a collar’s bell? It was a shining gold that could probably blind people in the sun, but why a collar’s bell? I took the bell and looked at it, completely forgetting about the green mist… actually, it’s rather strange. Even though my apartment is full of sketchy fog… I don’t feel stressed at all. Wait, am I becoming… sleepy? Relaxed? Drugged? I couldn’t tell, but I started to feel light-headed. The ribbon I grabbed in my right hand, the bell in my left hand, and the green mist… for some reason, it felt oddly familiar… like it’s something I’ve always known and enjoyed…
although, I didn’t have much time to think, as the ribbon started to swirl around me. Curious, I watched things unfold, as the ribbon quickly flew out of my hand, passed through the bell’s metal arc, and approached closer to me. I tried to step back, to get the ribbon away, but after a bit of somewhat weak struggling, the ribbon tied itself around my neck. It was surprisingly comfy for a silk ribbon. It was not too tight, not too loose, and was smooth, almost a soft feel to it… yeah… it felt… good…
A tingly feeling soon invaded my body. Before I even realized it, I was floating. But… I was not scared in the slightest. In fact, floating this way only made me appreciate the moment even more, making me feel light and safe… A pleasant tingling sensation soon invaded my whole body, as the bell started to gently ring its wonderful melody, almost like a chime. Before I knew it, I was bewitched by the gift.
The tingling feeling intensified as time went on, and soon enough, some kind of white fur started sprouting bellow the ribbon- which was more acting as a collar- and around my neck. Soon after the fur started to spread both up, to my chin and cheeks, and down, on my shoulders and chest. The feeling of warmth across my chest and neck reminded me of my childhood… the scarf I used to wear on cold days like these felt the same way. It was so long, I still remember the times I would share it with my best friend as a kid, basically having one scarf tying us together. It was so silly, yet so fun…
Not long after, the fur spread more and this time covered my whole face- slowly turning my hair into fur- and down to my arms and stomach. With it, the feeling of pleasing warmth followed- reminding me of all the times me and my friends and family hugged each other. Each hug was special to me, and I could almost recognize the feeling by heart… the times of happiness, sadness, love… the times I would comfort them as they cried on my shoulder, of the times I was so happy to see them I could barely hold myself back…
as the fur and warmth spread onto my legs, I start to remember the fireplace back at my family’s home, how I used to stare at the fire until the clock reached midnight, hoping to see Santa Claus- or who I like to call Santa Claws. Santa Claws? I haven’t heard that name in a long time… before I knew it, a small tear runs down my cheek. Why was I remembering all of these silly moments? Why now? What was happening to me? At this point, I no longer cared… to be totally honest, I almost wanted it to keep going. Those memories… I couldn’t forgive myself for forgetting them.
Soon, the fur reached my feet… and then I felt a strange feeling. It’s like my bones were being restructured to fit a new shape… are my feet becoming digitigrade? Shortly after, I extend my feet on instinct, as if I wanted to walk on my toes… it definitely did feel like my feet were becoming digitigrade. That’s funny, it reminds me how I used to walk on my toes at night when I was young, as I was trying to make myself late-night hot cocoa. I would always get caught- not by the sound I made, but by the mess I left behind. I was such a dumb, innocent kid…
Next was this pressure I felt on my palms, fingertips, and the tips of my toes. The skin on those parts becomes thicker, as they soon started to plump up, and become pink... It’s so soft and squishy… are they paw pads? Oh, this reminds me of the gloves I used to wear as a little kid- with the paw pads pattern on it. I would constantly wear them and try to imitate my cat with them. At a point, it was becoming so common to see me do that my parents started comparing me to my cat. I was happy when they would do that.
Next is… my nails… they somehow got rounder- almost into cylinder shapes- and sharpen. My fingers then changed- having 2 fingers fuse together while the rest just becomes plumper- and then reshaped themselves to allow my nails to retract into them. The same process happened for my feet. It was probably claws, given the situation… reminds me how I used to scrape the blackboard with my nails in high school to annoy my friends- only for them to prank me in return with stuff like super spicy cupcakes.
Then, before I even realize it, I start to feel a light pressure on my rear. Was something pushing out of it? It didn’t take me long to realize what it is, as it suddenly bursts out and rips my pajama’s pants in the process, making it fall on the ground. The tail was long and fluffy, and naturally curled around my torso, making it feel like a soft embrace. After that, I would start to feel sleepy, as my face morphed into a muzzle and my ears moved to the top of my head, becoming fluffy pointy ears. I then close my eyes. I think I felt whiskers grow on my muzzle, but for some reason, I was just too tired to keep my eyes open… so I simply… fall asleep as the warmth and fur gently relax me…
9:37, sunny, December 25th, bedroom
Surprisingly enough, I would wake up in my bed. I was still half asleep, but had enough energy to sit up. “Was it all a dream?” I ask myself, puzzled. Though, it didn’t take long to realize it wasn’t, because as soon I looked at myself, I could see the fur on my body, as well as my paws and the bell hanging from my neck. I let out a gasp, as I poke my body from all sides. My squishy paws, my warm fur, my pointy ears, my numb tail (I was sleeping with my back against the mat), my muzzle… It’s too unreal. But… I think I finally understand the sticker that was on the side of the present. What they meant by lost their self… is that I forgot about the important things. All those memories and feelings… are the most important things in my life, and my job completely brainwashed me away from it. On my nightstand, I noticed something- the unwrapped small gift was there, sitting with a note inside. I take the note and read it… “To turn back to normal, remove the ribbon and store it back in the box, along with the bell. On that note, Merry Christmas! And finally, next time, avoid using it while you’re tired, or you’ll fall asleep again, sleepy head :3”… The message was just that. A way to turn back to normal, and a Merry Christmas, along with a piece of advice…
I put the box back on the nightstand, then get up and stretch. I know what I have to do now. I would run towards my computer, then open a voice chat with my friends, as fast as I could. Of course… no one was there. I was sad. I desperately wanted to apologize for all the time I’ve forgotten about them. I was ready to cry, when suddenly… the notification sounds!
-“Hey bud, long time no see! What are you doing alone in a voice chat on Christmas?”
-“Yeah, why’re you alone? You should come to see us- or at least your family!”
-“I’m so glad to see you! I want to give you a hug so much right now!”
Hearing their voice, I felt a tear run down my cheek. Not a tear of sadness, but a tear of joy. I sniffle a bit, rub my eyes, and gain back the little composure I had composure, before answering…
“G-Guys… I’m back. A-And… It’s so good to be back!”
THE END
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