Transcript Start<br /><br />You hummed silently to yourself as you brushed your teeth, adoring your reflection in the mirror as you leaned gently over the basin, your nubile body on show through your undone pajamas, not a hint of underwear beneath to hide your attractive features. Just the way he liked it.<br /><br />With your delicate limbs and amazingly maintained chocolate toned skin glinting in the light of the bathroom, people would never even suspect you of being a member of the local biker gang, much less their leader...well, former leader anyway, your lovely husband held that position now.<br /><br />Only an hour ago, you were just an ordinary human, leading a gang your father had raised from the ground up that had maintained their notoriety throughout the decades with robberies and illegal races, the law never being able to catch on to you or your cronies. It had filled you with a sense of accomplishment and pride, hoping your old man could see you now wherever he was.<br /><br />But as all good things did, the golden age would come to pass when a mysterious man approached you during the day as you stalked the alleyways leading to that Chinese stall you frequented.<br /><br />You were incredulous when he claimed it was time for you to pass the title of leader over to him and that if you resisted, he'd have to 'hurt' you, laughing at the comparatively smaller man as he spoke the words unflinchingly, as if it was the absolute truth.<br /><br />But before you could swing the bat that lay waiting at him, your eyes filled with pink as a sharp sting slaps you on the side of the face, feeling the cold touch of a metal earring before your vision filled entirely with pink as your conciousness faded away in the sweltering heat that engulfed your shifting body.<br /><br />And when you next awoke, you were lying in a strange room, filled to the brim with strange items and weird books, shifting in bed as you eyed your dainty hands and slender shoulders, gazing down at your modestly sized chest as the fat brown nipples that topped them hardened in the cold air. But of course, you didn't register the strange hum in the room emanating from the record player on the desk next to you, feeling dazed as you failed to notice the feminine traits that had replaced your battle hardened body, radiant brown skin glistening with sweat as you got off the bed, moving soundlessly with long lithe legs, perfectly proportioned hips swaying with each step as you headed off to the bathroom to get dressed, the alien sensation of possessing a tail and a new set of ears no longer plaguing you as they moved as organically as you did.<br /><br />Because as far as you could remember, you always had been Daniels' beastkin companion and lover, eyeing the familiar doll he had made for you when you were but an orphan to the bat sporting sharpened nails hanging next to your towel; your trusty weapon to defend him with of course, the memories of an unnamed thug who wieleded that same bat fading away from the recesses of your mind as you spat the creamy foam in your mouth out into the basin, giggling as you eye a white trail running down your breasts, getting you in a tizzy as you daydream for tonight when Daniels would be back after another tiring day of running that new organization he setup recently.<br /><br />Although it meant you saw him less in the daytime, by night, you could always be certain of his return through those doors, a warm dinner and equally warm smile waiting for him as you welcomed him home, a loving beastkin female with no memory of being anything else, eager to show her appreciation towards the man who saved her.<br /><br />From that day on, you would never again feel the whip of the wind against your face as you rode your bike down the streets. Instead, you would feel euphoric bliss, your aching body begging for more as you rode something long and hard with wanton lust as it made you feel all warm and fuzzy with each time it pistons in and out of you...<br /><br />Not like you cared much about riding bikes in the first place.<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br />sorry for the radio silence in the past few days, been feeling 'out of it' in the last few days, next one to go up will be the next part of the otherside series and a comm story!<br /><br />Image by Kiritzugu :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/14847337">www.pixiv.net/en/users/1484733&hellip;</a>