Yet another story commissioned by  Mallardent! Enjoy!

Felgar belongs to  Mallardent

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“There’s a what?” Karina, an ebony-furred wolf lady, sputtered. She read the message displayed on her phone again, sent by a longtime friend. The message she sent spoke of a circus being held in an abandoned part of town, featuring captured wild animals, big cats in particular. Is it time to call in our blue friend? she texted back.

A moment later, the reply came: You bet.

“Oh, but I’m already here!” came a high-pitched voice from behind her.

Karina turned around, surprised to see the blue-feathered, horned duck with shiny black hair sitting on nothing, resting at eye level with her. “Just how long have you been there?”

“Half an hour! I thought I’d stop by in this universe and see how my favorite wolf is doing!”

“Well, in that case, I’m doin’ quite well!” she replied in her customary drawl. “Your appearance is well-timed as well, take a look!” She showed him the message sent by Catherine.

“Then we shall not waste any time! Let us assemble our friends and dish out some karma!” He raised a hand above his head, and with a snap of the fingers, the two disappeared, teleported elsewhere.

* * * * * *

“In the old mall?” Catherine the vixen asked for confirmation. “That isn’t too far from the garage.” She was referring to an abandoned garage that she used to keep and repair old tanks and aircraft that she somehow found or otherwise obtained over the years.

Her wife, the tigress Ning, was shaking just enough that her long white hair fluttered. “Let’s go deal with them. Now,” she said through clenched teeth. They were sitting behind Catherine’s house, at a round picnic table situated beneath a Douglas fir.

“Yes, some lessons ought to be taught tonight,” Felgar said, turning to Karina, who was standing beside him, across the table from the couple. “But first, one of us is getting a little power-up!” He jabbed both hands with his index fingers extended towards Karina, and her fur stood up as if she’d been electrified and her body tensed up for a moment. The demon let his hands down, and the wolf shuddered as the ability to move returned.

“Just what did you do, Felgar?” Karina said, shivering.

“Well, remember when I charged up your powers and let you zap multiple mortals in a single moment? I’ve done it again!”

“So, are the four of us ready?” Catherine asked. Her wife had stopped shaking.

“Yes,” Ning said.

“You bet!” Karina answered. “What’s the plan, if any?”

“I got one,” Catherine started. “Ning and I go for the handlers, and while we’re dealing with them, Felgar and Karina can get the performers and the audience. Felgar and Ning, given your abilities to warp space, you can use that power to cut off any attempt to escape-”

“Ok, that’s enough, let’s just do it!” Again, Felgar’s fingers were snapped, and the four of them were teleported to the circus.

* * * * * *

Or, at least, almost there. The demon did not take them all the way in, but rather stopped just outside of something that caused the air between two ruined buildings to shimmer. “Let’s admire the effort someone put into this first, of course,” Felgar said. “A barrier that only lets approved individuals through.”

“I’ve heard of these before,” Ning said. “Very energy-intensive, but also quite fragile.” She put a hand on the edge of the barrier, and the entire thing retracted a few meters.
“Indeed they are!” Felgar said, swiping an outstretched finger in an arc from his shoulder to his side, and the barrier
disappeared in an instant. “It seems someone is up there on that rooftop, perhaps a guard of sorts.”

The person who stood atop the remains of a convenience store was, in fact, a kangaroo anthro, and his side was turned to them. He stood just outside of where the barrier had been before Ning pushed it back, peering through a pair of binoculars at the old mall in the distance, multi-colored lights shining through its windows and holes in the dilapidated walls. He tilted his head slightly. “I’m not seeing anyone else going in,” he said into a microphone that must’ve been pinned to his shirt near or on the collar.

“Must be one of those investigators,” Karina commented, loudly enough to startle the man and make him turn.

“Where’d you four come from?”

“We just teleported in,” Catherine explained. “We were on our way to give the folks over there-” she indicated the mall “-a piece of our minds.”

“Yeah, good luck with that, the barrier won’t let- wait, did it just collapse?”

“It was quite easy to do!” Felgar gloated. “Such fragile things.”

“Ah, so I take it you all have magic powers. I definitely won’t stop you, then- hey, wait a minute.” He looked over Karina. “Aren’t you the one who volunteered to be an exhibit at that one petting zoo a few days ago?”

“I did, and it was fun! And yes, I agreed to it willingly.”

“And by ‘agreed,’ you mean ‘bribed with a plate of bacon,’” Catherine pointed out.

“Well, yeah.”

“Let’s go,” Ning said, starting her way forward.

“Good luck, folks,” the kangaroo said, going back to watching the building.

There were no other encounters with anyone else until the group reached the south entrance of the building, before which a tent of sorts had been set up, with an opposing set of walls missing to provide access to the building. In the tent itself were makeshift ticket stands with signs that informed that only cash was accepted, and beyond them, within the building proper were concession and merchandise stalls.

The first attendee they spotted was a young human woman holding her phone at arm’s length, smiling widely and talking obnoxiously into it. “Recording herself being involved in something both illegal and immoral,” Catherine remarked quietly. She motioned for the other three to hold position while she snuck up, her vulpine feetpaws touching the floor with almost no sound at all. She got right behind the woman, who finally noticed her in the image on her phone, and she abruptly turned around and made the mistake of looking right into Catherine's eyes as they began to glow. Immediately, her body stiffened and turned white, her entire body’s mass changing to a clump of fleece, into which a pair of holes appeared, each just wide enough to fit an arm through, and then the whole thing shrank to the size of a folded bath towel. Both the fleece thing and the phone started falling to the floor as soon as Catherine’s eyes stopped glowing, and she stepped forward with arms outstretched to grab both of them. “One down, a whole lot more to go,” she said. “Honey, can you send this fleece thing home?”

“Sure.” It changed hands, and Ning cut open a portal with one of her claws, and dropped the thing into it, sending it to Catherine’s house instead of her mansion - both foxes and tigers needed their solitary time, after all, hence them only sometimes being in the same house, but that had no ill effect on their marriage.

“Onwards!” Felgar declared, dramatically pointing further into the building and beginning to float in that direction, with the other three following until a guard suddenly came around the corner.

“Halt there!” he bellowed. “Tickets, please.”

Felgar tilted his head, smirking. “Buying tickets to a place like this? We’re no attendees!” He snapped his fingers in the guard’s direction, then pinched his thumb and index finger together, moving them down like he was undoing a zipper. In response, the man’s nose stretched out into a long, fabric tube that looked quite a lot like the trunk of an elephant - and that’s because it was! He reached for his face in disbelief as Felgar made a pinching motion with both hands, causing a curved tusk to appear from each corner of his mouth. Following this, the demon pressed his hands together, causing the man to shrink as his clothes and body melded together into a soft, gray fabric and shrank down to the size of a basketball. His limbs became rounded stumps as his torso lost some of its length as a tiny, tuft-tipped tail appeared as his head and torso rounded out, ears growing and folding over themselves into large flaps as his mouth became a stitched-on smile and his eyes turned to shiny black plastic beads. Felgar considered his work for a moment, and then pointed at the newly-made plushie, then at the nearby merchandise stand full of other plushies, causing it to fly into one of the large tubs, into which it landed with almost no sound. “Onwards!” the demon declared, continuing to move towards the circus proper.


It wasn’t too hard to find where the animals were being held, thanks to all the noise they created. Catherine and Ning peeled off to focus on this area while Felgar and Karina went to find those running the operation. The first two quickly encountered a handler that was trying to pull a lion out from a cage with a thick rope leash, but he would not budge. The handler failed to notice the two magic-users as they approached him, not that he could do anything about it. “Get out of there,” he hissed at the lion, who still sat in the cage, not moving no matter how hard he pulled. Somehow, he failed to notice Ning putting a hand on his shoulder and giving him a dose of her transformation magic, nor did he notice the short, gray fur growing over his feet as his socks and shoes disappeared. Even as the spell gave the man a tail and loudly ripped his pants, he didn’t notice his body shrink as the fur spread and became adorned with black stripes, and even as he was forced into a quadrupedal form, he continued pulling on the rope, eventually using his mouth to pull it once his mouth became useless, and yet he still did not notice even as his head reshaped to that of a kitten. As Ning cut a portal into the floor beneath him, the kitten was whisked away to a nearby pet shop while Catherine leaned towards and looked into the enormous cat’s eyes with her eyes emitting a harsh white glow to put him to sleep as she worked out the memories from this ordeal, and then Ning sent him back home with another portal.

Catherine looked around the room. “Eight more animals and two more handlers to go,” she said, her sensitive ears detecting the approach of two more circus staff.

“Not a problem,” Ning grinned as she went to release a feral jaguar.

“Not so fast,” the jaguar said suddenly as she shifted into an anthro form and an outfit right out of a 1950s noir film formed around her. “This group has been under investigation for some time now, and I have gathered all the evidence I need to start making arrests. Your assistance is not needed, I can take it all from here.”

Ning pointed to the bars between them. “You’re still in a cage, miss.”


While the couple was releasing the captive animals, Felgar and Karina made their way to the performance area proper, homing in on an electronically-amplified voice telling the audience to “please have patience, we’re having some difficulties, mainly with our performers.”
You have no idea, Karina thought to herself. “Shall we go right in and do our thing?” Felgar asked. The wolf nodded. Stepping forward and out into the performance area, Karina held one hand out to the announcer and another to a woman standing beside him. They both froze in place, the announcer cut off mid-word, and they started changing. Both of their bodies hollowed out as the announcer’s body became a shiny black cylinder with a circular bottom, with a deep purple band forming just over the bottom. The assistant, meanwhile, had her head and arms disappear as the remnants of her body turned to a white cloth with pink detail, the legs merging together into a skirt that split at the bottom. Felgar saw at once what Karina was going for, and with a snap of his fingers, Karina was suddenly wearing the hat and dress, her normal outfit safely sent home by the demon’s own magic. The two proceeded into the middle of the opening, looking around themselves as they did so.

The two reached the center, and the wolf picked up the microphone that the announcer had been using a minute earlier. “Hello, everybody,” Karina drawled into it. “I know you were all here for the thrill of being involved in something as wrong as what was going to happen here, and I’m afraid that we are here to put a stop to that! But don’t worry, you’ll still get to witness a spectacle. Not just witness, but be a part of it!” She raised her other hand into the air with her fingers spread out, willing five audience members to stand and make their way down to her and Felgar. “For our first act!” the wolf said, “if you really want to see some big animals, I can provide that, after a fashion! Felgar?” She handed him the microphone as the first five “volunteers” reached them.

“Now watch as we begin our opening act! It’s our show now, and you’re not leaving until it’s over!” Felgar announced. “You’re welcome to try, but you’ll find that that isn’t possible!” Some of the audience looked around, finding that the exits had all disappeared.

Karina moved both of her arms in a big circle, then clapped her hands hard. Her five captives suddenly flew into each other and started fusing into a single, gray mass. Once it became a flat gray sphere, Karina began making various pulling and brushing gestures, like sculpting invisible clay, and the mass responded, growing and gaining the texture of elephant skin. The mass developed legs and a head that ended in a long, prehensile trunk flanked by curved tusks while enormous, flappy ears developed on the side of an enormous, rounded head. The mass finished developing into a healthy Asian elephant, with all five of the humans’ minds merged into a single, confused and frightened one. “Who’s next?” Karina called, looking around at the audience.


“That’s the last of them,” Catherine said, looking over the last cage to have been emptied. She even got a nice handbag out of it that used to be another handler.

“Sure is,” Ning confirmed, dropping a new swimsuit into a portal just before it closed. “Let’s look elsewhere, see who else we can find while the other two do their thing.” Coincidentally, this was when another staff person walked in, seeming irate at seeing the couple.

“What are you two doing here? The event is over that way!” she barked, pointing off to her right. “You two look so generic, too! A fox and tiger, seriously?” The couple glanced at each other, and around the room that was conspicuously empty of any other being. With a shrug, Ning made a small marble-sized scarlet sphere appear between her thumb and index finger, which she then threw in the woman’s face. It splattered and swiftly disappeared into her skin. “Hello? Earth to anthros, the event is that way.” She pointed with more urgency as gray fur sprouted on her cheeks as her nose got larger and turned black, becoming slightly bumpy in texture. She continued shouting as the fur continued to spread and ultimately enveloped her, and her voice dropped in pitch like a rock. Her hair shortened and ultimately disappeared into the fur as her ears moved upwards, turned concave, and rounded out into almost triangular forms on the highest point of her increasingly-masculine body. She - or rather he, as indicated by a few features changing - continued yelling at his fellow anthros even as a tail formed, causing no sound as his outfit changed along with it. And as for his outfit, it became a plain white T-shirt and jeans. Even while his shoes disappeared, nails became claws, and head reshaped to that of a wolf’s, he failed to notice any of it. At least until his eyes lost focus and his hand dropped down to his side, his mouth hanging open slightly.

“Bye bye,” Ning said, opening up another portal, into which the man fell.

“Where exactly did you send that guy?” Catherine asked.

The tigress shrugged. “Somewhere that isn’t here.”

“Eh, fair enough. Let’s get searching.”

“Oh, wait!” Ning waved a hand in the general direction of the jaguar lady, and the bars at the front of the cage were pulled open wide enough to let her out.

“Thank you, ma’am,” she said, “I can take it from here.” She stepped out of the cage and all three proceeded elsewhere, with the investigator almost immediately splitting off.


The main crowd was nearly depleted as the duck and wolf pulled “volunteers” to them. The demon had just finished turning one such person into a lioness, and Karina was admiring the dozen people she merged into a neatly-folded small circus tent that now lay beside a desk, cash register, and popcorn machine. Now, a couple of audience members and five of the staff were all that remained. Felgar puppeteered the former to his position, while Karina made the latter come to her. “I got just the thing for you two!” the demon said, snapping with both of his hands. Instead of using his hands, however, he used his toes for this round, wriggling them about as the two humans before him began to change. Their necks stretched to nearly three times their length, their faces pulled into long, squared-off cervine snouts as their noses enlarged and flattened while turning black and shiny. Felgar spread his feet apart slightly, and their ears stretched out in response, and that’s when Felgar pressed his toes together, causing light brown fur, with white on the fronts of their torsos and shoulders as well as the inner thighs. Small, puffy tails formed at the bottom ends of their spines as their digestive systems reshaped from the teeth and tongue to the stomach to fit an herbivorous diet, topped off by their heads becoming slightly flatter and their eyes moving some way apart from each other. Said eyes were glazed over as the demon did some mental rewriting to make them something better, but not letting them forget what they were before, just to give them a bit more reason to act better in their new lives. A circular motion made by Felgar’s foot turned their clothes into park ranger uniforms, and with one more snap, they were gone.

“Nice,” Karina said with a smirk, having been watching Felgar’s work. She turned back to her captives. “As for y’all, I know just what to do!” She swung one hand with her fingers outstretched in a wide arc towards the remaining humans. All at once, their organs turned to cotton stuffing as their clothes and skin fused into a soft fabric that varied in color between individuals. They all shrank massively in response to Karina pointing with both hands towards the floor, and in response to Karina wriggling her fingers and turning her hands this way and that, their features turned distinctly animalistic, and their mouths fused into thin, stitched smiles and their eyes turned either into sewn-on buttons or plastic beads. “Will you do the honors, Felgar?”

The duck nodded and waved his hand almost vertically, causing the plushies to float into the air as the room’s exits re-appeared, and he thrust his foot forward like he was kicking something, and the plushies were whisked away to the merchandise stand the group had passed earlier. “Alright, now let’s go find whoever’s behind all of this, if the other two ladies haven’t gotten to them first!”

“If you two are done here,” a voice said from behind them. “I would like to see those that you just ejected from this room.” Karina and Felgar turned around to see the jaguar woman that the couple had freed earlier. She briefly showed them the official badge of some agency or another. Felgar shrugged and made a throwing motion with his forearm and a flick of the wrist, summoning the plushies back to him. “Thank you,” she said, approaching the one that was now a light gray donkey. “Nikolaos Stephanidis,” she said, pulling a sheet of paper from her pocket and unfolding it, telling the plushie that it was under arrest for a list of crimes - and then putting its forelegs in handcuffs that magically shrunk down to fit around them with a slight squeeze to not slide off. “Ally Hewitt,” she said next, looking over the chicken, reading out an almost identical list of crimes and putting its plush wings in cuffs that shrank in a similar manner.

“Let’s just go,” Karina said, turning to leave.

“Yes, let’s leave this woman to whatever her job is,” Felgar agreed.

“Eveline Deniaud…”


The ringleader’s assistant burst into the room that used to be a cafe. “Sir, the attendees, the staff, they’re-”

“Ah, Mitch! Come on in, take a look!” The ringleader was fawning over a pile of cash on his desk that towered over him, but that wasn’t all of it, as much of it had spilled onto the floor. “Look at how much we made from this!”

“Sir, everyone out there is being-” the minion behind him that was there to guard the door disappeared into his shirt as he shrank while sprouting a thick coat of white wool.

“All these ticket sales, this was a huge success, I didn’t realize so many people would find out about this!” He scooped an armful of cash and threw it into the air, watching it flutter back down to him.

“Sir! Everyone’s being turned into animals and objects!” The lamb that used to be the guard was led away.

The ringleader looked up from the cash pile and shrugged. “Let’s talk about something more urgent. Namely, how and when shall we do this again-”

“Sir, we need to run, there’s a demon with at least three witches in here that’s coming for us!” Behind him, Catherine walked in, followed closely by Ning.

The ringleader leaned back in his enormous bean bag chair and folded his hands across his belly. “Maybe we should just sit tight and assess the situation then, no? How long is this show expected to keep running?”

The assistant turned towards Catherine and opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out as her eyes glowed harshly, and he looked right into them. Instead, his mouth expanded until his head disappeared, revealing that his body had been hollowed out. His limbs retracted into his torso as it turned a lovely shade of red and then left holes where they connected, and what remained split into two halves and turned into a soft, rubbery fabric. Catherine let the newly-made bikini fall to the floor.

“Good afternoon!” the ringleader said in an oddly cheery manner, not acknowledging what had just happened to his assistant. “Are you two enjoying the show?”

“There actually is no show,” Ning stated, baffled by his obliviousness. “Everyone has been-”

“What, is it not entertaining? Are you here to suggest something to add to a future event?”

“I’m just going to get straight to the point of this… visit,” she said, leaning towards him and putting one of her hands over one of his. A shudder ran up his spine as her magic took hold, black stripes appearing and racing up the man’s arm and across the rest of his body. Those stripes turned to a very soft fabric that was firmly attached to his skin, and around those spots, more fabric appeared that was orange and white. The man tried to pull himself away from Ning, but he could not move, for everything beneath the fabric was quickly turning into plush stuffing, and his eyes darted about before they turned into small plastic buttons and his mouth fused shut. Finally, he shrank until he was about a meter long from the tips of his tiny paws to the top of his head. “And there we have it-”

“There he is!” said the leopard woman from earlier, walking past Ning and putting the plushie in a pair of cuffs that, like the others, immediately shrunk to fit. “Page Morton, you are under arrest for…” The couple walked out before they could hear the rest, Catherine carrying her new swimwear folded over her arms.


The demon and three witches met near where they had first entered the building as the plushies the leopard woman had arrested were put into the back of a police van. “Fun day,” Karina said, stretching and yawning. “Thanks for the help, Felgar.”

“Anytime, Karina!” the demon said, smirking. They had brought the transformed animals and objects out with them, the former being taken to various shelters with the latter arranged neatly adjacent to the group. “So, where did that police vehicle come from?”

Ning shrugged. “It just sort of showed up a minute ago. I guess they were waiting for the barrier to go down.”

“That makes sense,” Felgar said. “Anyway, I’m glad I could help hand out some justice! Until next time!” He raised a hand above his head, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in a puff of dark purple smoke.