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The following story accompanyament is by me:
Gwen was walking home after a rather wild night at a bar. She couldn't remember half of what she did that, due to how much had happened mixed with alcohol. Got into some fights with some strangers, made out with some strangers, the raccoon did just about everything you could during a night out at a bar!
She was slowly sobering up as she walked down the street back to her apartment. Suddenly, she heard her phone send her a notification with a ding.
"The hell?" Gwen questioned, reaching into her breast pocket and checking her phone. "I don't recognize that sound..." she rose an eyebrow, checking it. "What's Telegram? Isn't that just some way they delivered mail in the 30's?"
She opened up the notification, seeing that it was a message saying "HEY GURL, WE DOIN DRINKZ TONITE?"
"Why did I download this, and why would I give out this account to someone who talks like this?" Gwen asked to no one, confused by the circumstances surrounding the message.
Her confusion rose as she watched the tips of her fingers start to change in fur color. The purple fur was becoming a bright white, which confused her even more.
Gwen suddenly felt something push into her tail, causing her to drop her phone from the impact. She turned to look at it, seeing that a stick had found itself stuck in it. Not only that, the underside of it would already have a new color, that being orange. The tip would be a fiery orange color, Gwen's face going into one of alarm. Her ears perked up as she did, the fur inside of it starting to slowly trickle out, the tip of the hair turning orange while the tip of the ears would turn yellow. White splotches of fur started to overtake the purple at her chest as well, Gwen's transformation starting to spread more rapidly.
Around her waist, her fur started to slick upward and become fluffier, starting to take on an appearance not unlike a skirt. This caused Gwen's pants to start falling down her legs, becoming too oversized for them. The purple fur of her legs would darken, taking on a light black color, of which also formed on the underside of her "skirt."
Gwen grabbed at the skirt, taken aback by the spreading transformation, watching as her muzzle became thinner and longer, with her nose shrinking and turning orange. White fur spread over the left half of her face, with it shifting to yellow above her eyes and down her muzzle. Yellow fur replaced purple at her left ear, orange hair starting to emerge out from it. On the right ear, the purple hair became almost entirely orange, though the ear hadn't followed suit yet.
Spreading up Gwen's arms, white fur changed from purple, with the same white fur spreading over her chest. As this was happening, Gwen's chest began to deflate, flattening with her body as if the breasts were never there in the first place. Gwen's hair had started to shrink as well, the sidecut that once reached his back now barely reaching his neck.
Her arms became thinner, with white fur fluffing up at her shoulders. This white fur resembled shoulder pads, which this mixed with the thinner arms led to Gwen's jacket falling off as well. The white spread across her chest, with yellow fur overtaking the fur past that.
The part of Gwen's hair that stayed purple would shift to match the left side of her face. The side fluffs of her face would become more prominent, with her eyes taking on a more triangular shape as the red color turned orange. Both of Gwen's ears now rested at the top of her head, permanently pointing upwards. The size of her ears had doubled, ending in a triangular point while large tufts of orange hair stuck out from them.
Not wanting to have pants around her ankles, Gwen stepped out from them. Her feet had shrunk inside her boots, shifting into a small pair of black colored paws. Now bootless and pantless, Gwen stepped onto her toes where they would permanently be in that posture, now sporting a digitigrade pair of legs. Gwen's tail had become much fluffier, and her stick had enlarged as well. Her tail was primarily yellow, with an orange tip. With that, Gwen had turned into a Braixen.
"What the hell happened?" Gwen asked in an annoyed tone. "It's awful enough not being a raccoon, but did it have to be something with dumb skirt fur?" she held it by the edges. "Bet that stupid app had something to do with it..." Gwen muttered, and was about to move to pick it up when she noticed something strange happen with the edge of nose.
She looked down at it, watching as it pixelated and broke off from her body, flowing down into the phone she had just dropped.
"That doesn't seem good..." Gwen spoke in a bit of a nervous tone.
The left side of her body suddenly felt a lot lighter, mostly because it was rapidly breaking off and pixelating! She lost most of her left arm, the center of her waist, most of her tail, and half her face.
She turned and worriedly watched the pixels separate out from her body and flow into her phone. It didn't take long, but her entire body had become fully digitized in her phone, turning into programming and code.
A new message formed in the Telegram chat, one that was sent from Gwen's phone herself. It was an excited looking Braixen, holding up two hands as if she was cheering. Gwen wasn't a raccoon woman anymore, but a simple Telegram sticker of a Braixen to send to anyone!
Not long after Gwen's transformation, someone came and picked up her former phone, responding to the message.
"You KNOW it gurl! I'll meet you there in five!" she pocketed her phone in her purse. "It's tacky to have Telegram stickers of yourself, but they're just SO CUTE!" the Braixen giggled. "Just wish my fingers were thinner, hard to hold up my phone like this. Ah well! Maybe I can find a phone made for Braixen hands! Ooh, that's an invention idea! I'll have to look into that!" she giggled, ready to start her girl's night out with her best friend, blissfully unaware that the Braixen sticker she just sent was once the owner of the phone!

The following story accompanyament is by me:
Gwen was walking home after a rather wild night at a bar. She couldn't remember half of what she did that, due to how much had happened mixed with alcohol. Got into some fights with some strangers, made out with some strangers, the raccoon did just about everything you could during a night out at a bar!
She was slowly sobering up as she walked down the street back to her apartment. Suddenly, she heard her phone send her a notification with a ding.
"The hell?" Gwen questioned, reaching into her breast pocket and checking her phone. "I don't recognize that sound..." she rose an eyebrow, checking it. "What's Telegram? Isn't that just some way they delivered mail in the 30's?"
She opened up the notification, seeing that it was a message saying "HEY GURL, WE DOIN DRINKZ TONITE?"
"Why did I download this, and why would I give out this account to someone who talks like this?" Gwen asked to no one, confused by the circumstances surrounding the message.
Her confusion rose as she watched the tips of her fingers start to change in fur color. The purple fur was becoming a bright white, which confused her even more.
Gwen suddenly felt something push into her tail, causing her to drop her phone from the impact. She turned to look at it, seeing that a stick had found itself stuck in it. Not only that, the underside of it would already have a new color, that being orange. The tip would be a fiery orange color, Gwen's face going into one of alarm. Her ears perked up as she did, the fur inside of it starting to slowly trickle out, the tip of the hair turning orange while the tip of the ears would turn yellow. White splotches of fur started to overtake the purple at her chest as well, Gwen's transformation starting to spread more rapidly.
Around her waist, her fur started to slick upward and become fluffier, starting to take on an appearance not unlike a skirt. This caused Gwen's pants to start falling down her legs, becoming too oversized for them. The purple fur of her legs would darken, taking on a light black color, of which also formed on the underside of her "skirt."
Gwen grabbed at the skirt, taken aback by the spreading transformation, watching as her muzzle became thinner and longer, with her nose shrinking and turning orange. White fur spread over the left half of her face, with it shifting to yellow above her eyes and down her muzzle. Yellow fur replaced purple at her left ear, orange hair starting to emerge out from it. On the right ear, the purple hair became almost entirely orange, though the ear hadn't followed suit yet.
Spreading up Gwen's arms, white fur changed from purple, with the same white fur spreading over her chest. As this was happening, Gwen's chest began to deflate, flattening with her body as if the breasts were never there in the first place. Gwen's hair had started to shrink as well, the sidecut that once reached his back now barely reaching his neck.
Her arms became thinner, with white fur fluffing up at her shoulders. This white fur resembled shoulder pads, which this mixed with the thinner arms led to Gwen's jacket falling off as well. The white spread across her chest, with yellow fur overtaking the fur past that.
The part of Gwen's hair that stayed purple would shift to match the left side of her face. The side fluffs of her face would become more prominent, with her eyes taking on a more triangular shape as the red color turned orange. Both of Gwen's ears now rested at the top of her head, permanently pointing upwards. The size of her ears had doubled, ending in a triangular point while large tufts of orange hair stuck out from them.
Not wanting to have pants around her ankles, Gwen stepped out from them. Her feet had shrunk inside her boots, shifting into a small pair of black colored paws. Now bootless and pantless, Gwen stepped onto her toes where they would permanently be in that posture, now sporting a digitigrade pair of legs. Gwen's tail had become much fluffier, and her stick had enlarged as well. Her tail was primarily yellow, with an orange tip. With that, Gwen had turned into a Braixen.
"What the hell happened?" Gwen asked in an annoyed tone. "It's awful enough not being a raccoon, but did it have to be something with dumb skirt fur?" she held it by the edges. "Bet that stupid app had something to do with it..." Gwen muttered, and was about to move to pick it up when she noticed something strange happen with the edge of nose.
She looked down at it, watching as it pixelated and broke off from her body, flowing down into the phone she had just dropped.
"That doesn't seem good..." Gwen spoke in a bit of a nervous tone.
The left side of her body suddenly felt a lot lighter, mostly because it was rapidly breaking off and pixelating! She lost most of her left arm, the center of her waist, most of her tail, and half her face.
She turned and worriedly watched the pixels separate out from her body and flow into her phone. It didn't take long, but her entire body had become fully digitized in her phone, turning into programming and code.
A new message formed in the Telegram chat, one that was sent from Gwen's phone herself. It was an excited looking Braixen, holding up two hands as if she was cheering. Gwen wasn't a raccoon woman anymore, but a simple Telegram sticker of a Braixen to send to anyone!
Not long after Gwen's transformation, someone came and picked up her former phone, responding to the message.
"You KNOW it gurl! I'll meet you there in five!" she pocketed her phone in her purse. "It's tacky to have Telegram stickers of yourself, but they're just SO CUTE!" the Braixen giggled. "Just wish my fingers were thinner, hard to hold up my phone like this. Ah well! Maybe I can find a phone made for Braixen hands! Ooh, that's an invention idea! I'll have to look into that!" she giggled, ready to start her girl's night out with her best friend, blissfully unaware that the Braixen sticker she just sent was once the owner of the phone!
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