“Hey George, have you seen my?” Cameron said as he entered his roommate’s room. He was busy looking for one of his Switch joycons and figured that George had one. George sat across the room, on his computer with a few photos opened up. He didn’t look back and kept staring at the pictures.

“Oh hi Cameron, what’s up?” He said.

“I was wondering if you had seen my-” Cameron cut himself short when he saw what exactly George was looking at.

Nothing disgusting, illegal, or anything bad really. He had simply open up several pictures of a Zoroark anthros, females one in particular. George was a massive furry and wasn’t afraid to show off how much he loved anthropomorphic animals and Pokemon. Cameron cringed at the art. “Looking at dumb furries again….”

“Hey, they are not dumb! And I’m using them as refs for my own drawing!” George blurted back. The tissues and a cleaning spray on his desk suggested otherwise though no stains or weird smells were present.

“Ugh, if you are going to jackoff to some furries, do it when I’m not home!” Cameron said.

He rushed out of the room, not wanting to look at those pictures any longer. He walked back to his own room and sighed. “That was a bit rude of me…. Like, furries are dumb, and he’ll never get the chance to ‘mate’ one…” Cameron shivered at the thought. “I should go back and apologize….” With a heavy heart, Cameron walked back to his bedroom door and grabbed the doorknob. The moment he did, he begun to feel… strange.

A cold shiver went down his spine. Though it was more than just anxiety. Cameron felt like something weird was happening on a large scale… something he couldn’t comprehend. And he really couldn’t: who could anticipate the entire world undergoing a reality change so drastic that no one would remember it ever occurred. Though would notice it for a few moments before those memories fade away into the void. Already, half of North America had been consumed by the reality change and it was now Cameron’s turn to join them.

Cameron hadn’t turned the doorknob yet, but continued to grasp it. He stared at his hand, shaking a bit under the sudden pressure he felt. Cameron screamed. Black hair started to grow along his hand and up his arm at an alarming rate. “What the fuck is this!?” He screamed. Surely someone would had heard him but he didn’t hear a peep from George. Cameron noticed that his nails were now blood red and rather sharp, but his concern was on the fur that was taking hold on his arm and now spreading to his neck.

“What do I do, what do I do, what do I do….” Cameroon panicked and rushed to his mirror. The fur was already starting to cover his face. His hair had turned blood red, much like his nails, and started to grow in a single long locke. “Get this shit off me!” It was a desperate move, one that would likely resulted in zero results, but Cameron couldn’t think straight and did the first thing that came to mind. He grabbed an electric razor and tried to shave the fur on his face.

Though no matter how much he shaved, more fur grew back. It had already covered his entire upper body anyways, so cutting hair off his face wouldn’t do anything. Still, Cameron persisted as long as he could, but only gave up when he felt pressure in his face. “Nngghh… Ahhhh!” His skull pushed out and so did the flesh around it. A cute muzzle had formed on his face and his ears had now changed to more closely resemble a fox’s. Cameron recognized what species the face belonged to and cried.

“What god did I piss off to deserve this punishment? Can this get any worse?” It did indeed get worse for him. Pressure built up in his chest swiftly and a moment later, it exploded. Two perky breasts bursted out from behind his nipples, giving him a fair pair of womanly melons.

“You got to be fucking with me!” Cameron said. He was about to rage, throw a fit, maybe scratch his walls and lash out against George. But he stopped, his head began to reel back in pain.

With his body mostly transformed, Cameron’s memories and mind were being rewritten to fit with the new reality. Who was he? A human man who hated furries? No, he was a Zoroark… a female one… right? Cameron went blank as the old memories began to fade away to make room for new ones. Nothing was in the way for the transformation now.

It made its way to his waist and did swift work on it. A rounder and fatter ass, thicker thighs, and hips perfect for bearing children. Essential assets for the new Zoroark woman. Cameron didn’t even feel or moan as his dick slowly turned to dust, leaving behind nothing but a wet feminine slit in its wake. The clothes she was wearing became a sexy pair of lingerie, made for the bedroom and to strike the mood.

And with that, the transformation was over and Cameron’s fate was sealed. She wasn’t even Cameron anymore, but a Zoroark woman named Cindy. Cindy wasn’t a very bright person and couldn’t even get into college. Thankfully, she met a cute boy in high school who was an excellent artist and had a hard on for drawing humans, strange mythical creatures that only existed in fairytales and such. Humans were seen as more of a fetish now of days, but Cindy didn’t care about George’s likes. Her illusionary abilities weren’t great, but she wanted to one day have the appearance of a human to please him.

“What was I doing?” Cindy looked around her room. Posters had changed along with the articles of clothing that littered the floor. There were different from what Cameron had, but to Cindy she always had these. “Oh, I remember! It’s time to strike the mood~” She giggled and waltz over to George’s room. She knocked on the door but entered anyways before giving permission. “Georgie-poo~ How is my honey bun doing?”

“Bun” wasn’t an inappropriate pet name for George. While he kept his sex, he was changed into a Pokemon like everyone else on Earth, specifically a Cinderace. He looked about Cindy with surprise and blushed.

“Cindy? Why are you dressed like that?” He asked. She ignored his question and walked over to his computer. George was drawing a human woman that looked wore a summer dress and was standing on the beach at sunset.

“Oh that is beautiful~”

“Thanks, I’ve been working on this all day.”

Cindy went to sit on George’s bed. She tried to concentrate, trying to change into the woman her boyfriend drew.

“Cindy…” George noticed what she was doing and sighed. “You don’t have to change your appearance for me. I love you for who you are.”

“Really? But don’t you want to fuck a human?”

“Haha! Why would I need that when I have you?”

He got up from his chair and walked over to her. He reached to grab for her top but stop himself.

“May I?” He asked.

“Of course~ I’ve been waiting for this all day!” Cindy giggled. George nodded and proceeded to strip her naked. The two had a long night of love making ahead of them.