This is a long overdue request for  sonic_x_z. He wanted a TF/TG of a man turning into Bear!Nita from Brother Bear 2. It was a movie I admittedly haven't watched and don't intend to watch. But this was a story done for him, and now, thankfully, I don't have to worry about it anymore.

It's one of my shorter stories - only about 1500 words. But then again, I didn't have spaces in the .doc file, so it might have shortened the length it appeared there.

I have one more request for a story I intend to write, but then I intend to take a break from writing for a while. Need to focus on my University studies.

But enjoy this for now!

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When Gloves Aren’t Actually Gloves

A walk in the woods was just what he needed. Shane desperately needed some time to himself this weekend after being consistently pressured by pretty much everyone he knew during the week. Going to parties he didn’t even want to be at, two separate three-hour-long meetings about new company developments, and even his bi-weekly visit to his parents – he normally enjoyed these last trips, but his mother had a nasty cold and still demanded that he come over. It was nice to get back to nature on this Saturday morning. Shane always thought that the outdoors was where he belonged, which is why he would sometimes take a hike just outside the city on weekends.

Of course, even the usual trails that Shane usually hiked on were starting to lose their novelty, as he had walked along them many times in the past. This is what led to Shane taking a shortcut through an unmarked trail on this particular hike. Apparently, almost no one seemed to come this way; despite their being a path, overgrowth was covering most of it. Shane thought that this might be an effective camouflage if it was intentional, a thought that made him a little bit nervous.

As he continued down the path, suddenly something caught his eye. Something big and fuzzy was lying in the middle of the trail. At first, Shane was thinking of just trying to avoid it, thinking that it might be old feces starting to grow mold. However, Shane realized as he got closer that it was nothing of the sort. It looked more like a pair of severed bear paws. He flinched a little bit upon this realization, but taking a second glance revealed that there was no blood surrounding the paws.

Shane was slightly confused by this. Why wouldn’t there be any blood on the paws, even if it had dried? The thought made him get closer, and as he leaned down to inspect them, he found that there were openings on the ends of the paws, and that the insides were hollow. They weren’t real bear paws – they were gloves.

The revelation of the bear paw gloves had only served to make Shane even more confused. “Who would leave bear gloves out in the middle of the woods?” he asked aloud. Speaking out loud wasn’t even something he did very often – he was that confounded. But at the same time, he was still curious about them. Shane didn’t know why, but he felt like picking the gloves up and wearing them to see what they felt like. After taking a quick glance around, he bent over and picked up the gloves.

The gloves were quite warm and fuzzy. The fur was synthetic, but still very lifelike. Shane didn’t know why anyone would discard gloves like these, but shrugging off the nagging feeling that this was a bad idea, he started to put them on. The first glove went on no problem, but he had trouble putting on the second glove as the first glove took away the use of his thumb. He supposed it was more realistic, but he still found it annoying. Using his teeth, Shane eventually managed to get the second glove on.

It was only one second that Shane had been wearing the gloves when he suddenly felt them tighten around his arms. He cried out in shock and discomfort, and he attempted to force the gloves off of his hands, but he couldn’t – his inability to use his thumbs made it impossible to grab at them. Worse, the gloves were pressing tighter and tighter against his arms, and they were starting to feel numb. Shane continued to try and get the gloves off, but he suddenly noticed something about his arms. Specifically, it looked like thick hair was starting to grow on his bare skin – and quickly.
Shane began to panic even more. “Oh God, oh God,” he muttered as he kept trying his best to force the gloves off, but to no avail. It was almost like they weren’t even gloves anymore, but instead they were his own hands. Worse, the hair on his arms was growing more quickly, and spreading. Soon, his arm hair was indistinguishable from the gloves’ fur. Shane grunted as he suddenly felt the bones in his arms shift, and they started to enlarge, gaining muscle and fat. One look at his changing arms made him panic even more – it wasn’t ordinary hair that was growing on his arms, it was fur.

Shane fell to the ground and tried his best to try to rip off the bear gloves, but that’s when he noticed that there didn’t seem to be a line anymore – they were his arms now. Worse, the fur was spreading even more quickly, and he started to feel it growing on his torso. More fat and muscle started to build up in Shane’s body, and his frame was slowly starting to grow larger. Shane grunted as his shirt started to rip from his increasing bulk, still futilely trying to rip off the bear gloves.

Shane’s body continued to grow slightly larger with his increasing frame as the fur kept spreading all over his body. As the fur moved down to his legs, he could feel them start to get larger, stronger, and more powerful. Shane watched in horror as his legs became thicker and burst through his pants, ripping what remained of his clothing to shreds. His feet suddenly expanded, and large claws ripped through his shoes, signaling that his feet had become a bear’s hind paws.

As Shane’s legs shifted and cracked into those of a bear’s, he fell onto all fours, crying a little bit at his situation. He didn’t want this – he didn’t want to be a bear. Worse, he was still trying to remove the gloves, but to no avail. “Help,” he muttered quietly as the changes progressed, and he grunted as he felt a small stubby tail emerge from his rear end. He couldn’t even find the will to cry out any more, although he was still trying to remove the gloves – there were now small red marks from where his claws cut his skin under the fur as a result.

It was then that Shane felt something that he hadn’t expected at all, even counting the fact that he was turning into a bear. He felt his penis start to tingle, and he gasped – what was happening down there? Shane tried his best to get a good look at it, but then he suddenly gasped yet again – it felt like his genitals were being sucked up into his body. He reached down for his manhood with one of his bear paws to try and stop it somehow, but it was no use – it slipped away from his claws along with his testicles, and he could feel it changing even inside him as a slit opened up where his penis used to be. Shane couldn’t believe it, but she was now female, as well as a bear with a man’s head.

Shane cried a little more as she closed her eyes – she had no idea how to stop this transformation, and yet she didn’t want to give in. She tried her best to fight the changes, but the fur suddenly engulfed her head. She felt her hears become larger, moving up her head, as her light brown hair shortened and melded into her fur. Her nose turned big and black as her face pushed out into a muzzle, her teeth sharpening and whitening. When she had opened her eyes, she was completely a female bear.
Despite Shane’s exhaustion at her transformation, she was shocked moments later when she felt something in her head, as if it was trying to invade. She grunted and roared, trying to stop it, but her mind completely blanked a few seconds later, allowing new thoughts and memories to flow in to her head. Within a minute, it had finished.

The new bear blinked and shook her head a few times as she looked around. The forest was completely unfamiliar to her, and she couldn’t remember how she had gotten here, or what had even happened. She could recall her name, though – it was Nita. She was sure of it. But she wasn’t sure where to head from where she was, or where her family could be. But then Nita remembered something else – a cave to the north. It wasn’t her home, but she remembered that it’s where she had taken shelter. She also remembered that her family was probably close by. Satisfied, Nita turned and headed towards the cave, thinking about how happy she would be to see Kenai again when she got back.

As the bear walked away, Shane’s old ripped clothes seemed to shrivel up and vanish into nothingness. A low, satisfied chuckle could be heard nearby, despite there being no one around to hear or speak it. The last traces of Shane vanished away, and Nita headed towards the northern cavern.