Enjoy this incredibly sexy and descriptive anthro rabbit TG/TF sequence!  I think you will enjoy it if you like detailed descriptions of the body changing from male to female!

 A cool breeze wafts through your open window as crickets endlessly chirp into the night. The walls of your bedroom are bathed in a soft, ethereal glow from the full moon. You roll over in bed, sighing as you wonder how much longer it will be before you find out which deity picked you. In your culture, young adults are chosen by a god or goddess on their eighteenth birthday and are given abilities that help them forge a new path into adulthood. Before too long, a magic crest will appear on your body, signifying which godly being chose you as their new disciple.

How could you possibly sleep on a night like this? Trying to rest is a fruitless ordeal when you are about to change in ways you can't fathom. After waiting a little longer, a warm tingle manifests in your body's core and gradually spreads out in every direction. In response, your heart rate picks up, a surge of anticipation hitting you like a ton of bricks.

"Is it really starting?" You whisper with a quivering voice, pulling your blanket aside and standing as you approach the body-length mirror at the wall across from the foot of your bed. The moon's light gives you a clear image of your body's typically masculine features. You quickly strip naked and inspect your body, looking for any sign of a seal. Who is going to pick me? Who will I serve? Your mind races as the tingling spreads to your fingers and toes, filling you with a peculiar, balmy warmth. It had to be appearing any second now, right?

After what feels like an hour of standing there, you finally notice a faint, pale silver pinprick of light shimmering on the back of your left hand. This is it! Your heart pounds in your chest as you raise your trembling hand up and stare at it with an expression of awe. After a few more seconds, the silver light forms a circle while a more detailed shape starts to appear. The fact it's silver narrowed down the choices, but you still aren't sure. Your mind darts between the gods and goddesses you know all too well as you try not to let your anxiety wholly consume you.

Before you think too hard, the seal completes, displaying the shape of a crescent moon. You stop as your blood runs cold while you register this new information. This crescent moon has to be Selena's symbol, the one, and only lunar goddess. She is generally depicted as a beautiful, pale woman with fluffy white rabbit ears and a bunny tail, sometimes with a silky, soft fur coat. How was this possible, though? Selena's shrine maidens and apostles are all women; you previously visited the local shrine and saw the gorgeous rabbit-eared priestesses for yourself.

I'm a man. How can I become a disciple of Selena? You ask yourself in confusion, not comprehending how this situation was possible. As you contemplate, the prickly sensation within you intensifies. You feel a slight twinge, your insides shifting and beginning to move.

"A-- Ahhh…" You gasp as your legs tremble. Soon after, the soft light on the back of your hand creeps up your arm and starts to envelop your body. A small, internal voice whispers in the back of your mind. Even if you don't want to say it out loud, you understand that your body must be changing to make you a proper priestess of Selena. "W-- Wait, this-- this can't be right…" You mutter as adrenaline surges through you.

 An intense pressure manifests within your abdomen, directly beneath your navel. This is followed by a wave of nausea as you feel that pressure expand and push your organs apart.

 "S-- Selena…" You beg, feeling a deep pang of dread. Cracking sounds soon follow as the soft light covers your entire body, fully illuminating your still-masculine form in the mirror. Everything feels so bizarre; your arms, legs, abdomen, and chest all begin to crack and pop while your insides churn.

"Urrgh--" You wrap your arms over your chest and break out into a sweat as the tension below your belly button refuses to let up. As you're sure you will explode, your hips pop and start to reshape. You watch your reflection with wide eyes as your waist pulls inward in response to your hips expanding. Simultaneously, you begin losing a little bit of height. "I don't-- I don't want to be a girl," you beg, taking a sharp breath while unable to pull your eyes away.

Your spine tingles and creaks as it bends to suit the needs of your changing anatomy. While your hips expand outward and your waist shrinks, your ass begins to take on a rounder and more supple shape while your back reshapes into a delicate, feminine curve. As the seconds pass, the squared, masculine figure in the mirror gradually becomes something softer and more elegant. You don't want to admit it, but you realize the pressure growing inside you must be your newly growing uterus.

Your arms and legs shrink, and the muscles retreat as each limb gradually transitions into something softer and smoother, utterly free of blemishes. At this point, you notice excess body hair falling from your arms, chest, and legs, leaving pale, perfect skin behind. At this point, you have already lost a half-head of height and are continuing to shrink.

"Mmmm--oooh…" Your gasps of discomfort twist into something more sensual as a powerful, throbbing sensation erupts from your chest and between your legs. At the same time, your head begins to shift and reshape as your squared features soften and grow more delicate. It isn't long before the person staring back at you appears androgynous, somewhere between male and female.

Your areolas swell, your nipples hardening into points as your pecs grow puffy, starting their transition into breasts. You feel a strange sensation in your budding tits as if they're slowly being filled like warm water balloons. "What-- I don't… I don't want tits-- why did you pick me, Selena?" You desperately ask as your voice cracks and goes up a few octaves. You raise your trembling hands to touch your budding chest mounds, only to let out a surprised yelp and pull away upon realizing their sensitivity.

Your face's squared, masculine features slowly melt away, your nose receding into a smaller, cuter shape. As this happens, your remaining stubble drops in patches while your lips grow fuller. As the seconds pass, the face staring back at you in the mirror contorts, becoming more feminine by the second. I-- I barely recognize myself… You think to yourself in a stupor as your limbs continue to shrink and soften along with your body.

"Urghh…" You groan as adrenaline courses through your body. Your insides churn and swirl while the sound of bones creaking and reshaping floods the room. Below your belly button, the pressure you feel builds and expands; simultaneously, your hip bones pop and push outward. While this occurs, the soft flesh of your ass pushes outward and inflates, growing into something better suited to your increasingly feminine curves. "Ahhh--" you shakily trace your hands down your sides and hips, staring in awe at the increasingly curvaceous figure in the mirror. You feel your center of gravity shifting as your waist continues pulling inward and the sensation of expanding within your abdomen slows.

It doesn't take long before you realize what that strange feeling was with a mix of shock and horror. Am I growing a uterus? You recognize your hips would have needed to reform to fit your new female reproductive organs. The gravity of your situation sinks in as your breasts expand outward, pushing past A cup as they continue filling out into a lovely set of perky tits.

Now covered in a thin layer of sweat, your legs wobble and threaten to give out. In response, you quickly sit down with your back against the foot of your bed, still in front of the body-length mirror. As your butt touches the ground, you feel the extra padding of your rotund rear create an extra cushion. It's a foreign experience that leaves you bewildered. Despite your fear, there's a nagging in your head. Selena picked you for this; changing into this soft, supple being must be your destiny, right?

Amidst your thoughts, a sudden tight pressure between your legs snaps you back to reality as you let out a small yelp. You spread your trembling legs and stare into the mirror, noting that your penis and testicles still look normal. The pressure uncomfortably builds until you feel an unnatural pulling within your scrotum. "W-- What now?" You weakly mutter, ignoring your growing breasts as your hand migrates down to your crotch. With trepidation, you gently fondle your balls. It only takes a moment for you to realize your testicles are rising, pulling up millimeters at a time as they ascend into your pelvis. Now frantic, you push your fingers in, trying to reach your testes in a vain attempt to stop them from leaving. But it's too late; they disappear beyond your reach as your hips continue to pop and contort, entering the last stages of reformation.

"Ooooh…" You moan as your voice goes up another octave. As your Adam's Apple dissipates into your now-delicate neck, your labored breathing and utterances take on a wholly girlish quality. "Selena-- why… Did you pick me?" You sheepishly mutter. A sudden feeling of tightening and tension bubbles up from your groin as you gasp and shudder, your body glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Gazing into the mirror, you see the wrinkles of your scrotum smoothing out as it pulls against your groin. Before you can question the bizarre sight, your pelvis cracks, and shifts. As it does so, your penis and the remainder of your empty scrotum migrate lower, positioning themselves in a location better suited for female anatomy. The mirror reflects an image of your now-feminine v-line, tapering down from where your legs connect to your hips. As your male genitalia descends, the place where your junk once was smooths over, forming a womanly image.

"Holy shit…" You gasp with a mix of awe and shock. You briefly take in your complete reflection, seeing an individual who looks more female than male at this point. Before you panic, the pressure below your navel intensifies, eliciting a high-pitch squeal from your lips. The sensation of separating bone and flesh bubbles up beneath where you assume your uterus now sits and trickles downward. Soon after, your penis begins its final journey, receding as your scrotum nearly dissipates against your smooth crotch while leaving a noticeable groove-like line down the center. The line slowly splits as the remainder of your sack quivers and takes on a pinkish hue. All you can do is pant and watch as your vulva begins to take shape, the last traces of your scrotum dampening as they morph into your new labia majora and more.

"Don't-- don't leave…" You plead, desperately reaching down as you grip the remainder of your flaccid penis. There must have only been three inches left by this point. You vainly tug as your cock slips away until only the head remains. It takes on a deep, pink hue as a sharp prickle signals your urethra sealing shut. The head shrinks in size as the top of your newly-formed vulva begins to envelop what will momentarily be your clitoris. You cry out, watching your female anatomy steal away your manhood. Despite the fruitless nature of your struggle, you grab at the remainder of your penis and pull.

"Eeeep!" A sudden jolt of blissful pleasure shoots through the very core of your body as the swollen, pink nub of flesh spasms with orgasmic delight. "Ahhhh…" You moan, instinctively jutting your hips upward while your throbbing breasts stop growing at a perky B cup. All you can do is watch as your foreskin shapes into your new clitoral hood, cozily nestled within your feminine folds. In a state of confusion and bewilderment, you push your labia apart with two fingers, exposing the warm, pink insides. "This-- this is me?" You ask in shock. Another intense prickle pulses between your legs as a tiny hole opens within your womanhood. Immediately, you understand this to be your new urethra. Before you can lament that you will never again pee while standing, an even more intense throb shoots down from your fertile womb. That strange sensation of being ripped open from earlier finally reaches your vulva as your new vagina opens up at the bottom of your womanly sex. The new hole writhes and spasms upon opening, dripping sticky lubricant onto the floor while you shudder and let out a tiny gasp.

"I'm-- I'm a woman… This is my pussy…" You mutter with wide eyes, gazing at the reflection in the mirror. Just as you take in the sight of a gorgeous young woman in your mirror, a hot, itchy sensation spreads over the surface of your entire body. Your ears throb as you let out a pathetic purr. "Oooohh--" You quiver, noting how odd all of this feels. Small patches of silky, white fur from all over your womanly frame, spreading as it starts to entirely cover you. At the same time, your ears pull into your head while you feel something sprouting from each side of your scalp.

You briefly wonder what this could mean when a deep pressure builds within your tailbone. It immediately hits you. Selena is a rabbit. You gasp as the tips of your new, fluffy white rabbit ears push out from the top of your head and gradually extend upward.  This is immediately followed by your hair growing out, becoming a gorgeous, glossy white as it cascades down your back and shoulders. Your nose changes, beginning to take on a pinkish hue. While maintaining a primarily human shape, it's undeniable that you're taking on rabbit-like traits whether you like it or not. "Uggh…" You moan, pushing your hips forward as your puffy, white rabbit tail completely sprouts and quickly grows. Glossy fur continues to spread over you, finishing its journey as the last patches of human skin fill in with cashmere hairs. The human ears you once had wholly disappear as your new bunny ears continue rising. Finally, the stop, and you notice your greatly enhanced sense of hearing.

"That will take some getting used to…" You grunt as your expressive ears twitch and move, picking up faint sounds of nature that you never knew existed. It seems like the changes have finally stopped, so you close your eyes and lull your head back, still panting in the wake of your changes. I'm just glad it's over… You sigh as a sense of embarrassment slowly creeps in. You can feel your new body's contours, the weight of your perky breasts, and the twitching of your freshly formed, sensitive vulva. You also notice the warm, silky sensation of rabbit fur blanketing your supple, girlish body. As much as you hate to admit it, the fluff is rather warm and cozy.

After a few minutes, you put your lithe hand on the bed and push yourself up. As you stand, you can feel your new center of gravity. Your hips are much more pronounced than before, and you have a noticeable, round ass jutting out behind you. It is such a significant departure from being male that you have no idea how to react. Upon gazing back in the mirror, you see a gorgeous rabbit girl bathed in glimmering moonlight. Your fur is pure white, and your curves give you a stunning, supple figure. You raise a petite hand and brush your fingertips over your cheek as you find yourself admiring how well you turned out. It isn't like you want to be a girl, but the reflection in your mirror is one of pure beauty. Your face has such a soft, lovely shape with gorgeous blue eyes and a small, pink nose. After a moment of staring, you push your hands down your sides and rest them on your hips, feeling a peculiar mix of horror and pride in your gorgeous bunny body. "Oh-- wow…" You tilt yourself slightly, getting a better glance at your back curve and shapely rear. Your frame is petite, but your curves and ass make it exceedingly clear that you are no longer male.

"This-- this is life now, isn't it?" You whisper to yourself, walking forward as you place a hand on the mirror. How would your mother and friends react? With a sigh, you turn and walk back to your bed, flopping onto her side as you curl into the blankets. You would be making a pilgrimage to Selena's shrine in two days. At the very least, you're confident you will fit in quite nicely.

Two days later, you sigh while standing in your room. Your mom was gracious enough to go out and get you some new clothes for your pilgrimage, but you wish you could have had more input. "Did you really have to get these for me?" You whine, staring at the blue and white bra covering your breasts while your button-up shirt hangs completely open. You grab your new glasses from the nightstand and put them on while pulling your snowy-white hair up to adjust the band.

You glance toward a pair of blue and white striped panties sitting on your dresser and turn beet-red, feeling a deep pang of embarrassment as you silently curse your mom's tastes. "Girls can wear shorts. You know that, right?" You huff before hesitantly grabbing the undies and walking to the mirror. Upon gazing at your reflection, you feel that familiar sense of pride bubble up and mix with your shame. That bra does look pretty good on me, doesn't it? You muse before taking your new panties in both hands. Your heart drums in your chest as you psych yourself up. Just do it, you internally grumble as you raise a leg up and put it through one of the openings. You then slip your other leg in and pull your panties up, watching in the mirror as you do so. Growing more embarrassed, you adjust them over your round ass and pull them up. The cotton undies press tightly against your vulva, caressing your feminine mound as the delicate shape of your labia imprints upon the fabric. As the garment hugs your lower body, you feel every contour of your sensitive nethers. It is no longer possible to ignore how much your body has changed as you awkwardly shift, pressing your legs together as you take in the sensation of your female anatomy.

I'm… You hesitate, staring at yourself as you blush and grow flustered. I'm beautiful. This body-- it's incredible, you admit to yourself, unable to deny how good of a job Selena did with your new shape.

"Still though-- did she HAVE to pick these?" You frown and huff, feeling a twinge of frustration. Before moving your hands down to button up your new shirt, you can't help but think how cute your new face looks when pouting.

END

Image source is sookmu right here!



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"A Lesson in Transience" summary:

Thirty years ago, the phenomenon of "Transience" came into the world.  Humans began randomly transforming into various races and beings that were once thought to be creatures of fantasy.  The murmurings and rumors of magical beings and creatures that had been going around for centuries had finally been confirmed.  Now, the world as we know it has rapidly for the last three decades as transience quickly became a common facet of life for all.

We follow thirty-year old Chris as he undergoes a case of transience far more severe than he ever would have hoped.