TF Resort

"Well, this is certainly exciting," Mikol observed as the minibus pulled up in front of a white building.

"My fur is going to get all frizzy in this heat," Foxy, an anthro vixen, muttered.

"Hey, I've got just as much fur as you, sis" Fang, an anthro black wolf, joked. "And I'm not complaining."

"I guess…" Foxy admitted. She still didn't like the humidity.

"Let's go away for awhile… you and I, to a strange and distant land…" Keegan sang under his breath.

"Could you stop that? You've been singing that song since we left the airport!" Derek exclaimed. "I get it; we're on a holiday, we left in a heartbeat, just… tone it down, 'kay?"

"Fine," Keegan replied, exiting the open door of the minibus. Foxy, Fang, and Mikol had already left, and the others were waiting. "But my iPod lost its charge already…"

"Then charge it!" Derek exclaimed, following Keegan. Yuki followed behind them, headphones plugged into his still-alive iPod. He had enough sense to save the charge
for… well, right now.

Ryan stepped out of the minibus, stretching. "Twelve hours in an airplane, and one in a bus… I can't take much more travelling!"

"Just wait until next year," Keegan said, mostly joking. "Australia, anyone?"

"No way," Joel said, stepping out. "I don't do tropics. Or deserts. And Australia's mostly desert."

"So, why are you here?" Yuki asked. Joel shrugged.

"To get away from the snow."

"Wow, Joel, is there any weather that's good enough?" Phoenix asked, laughing as he climbed out.

"Rain," was Joel's reply. "I like rain."

"Why is it so humid?" Dustin asked as he stepped out.

"Probably because it's the tropics, it's always humid here," Mitch said as he stepped out, stretching much like Ryan had. "Hey, does anyone know what the name of our
hotel is?" He added, looking up at the skyscraper that was surrounded by similar buildings. This wasn't surprising, they were in the middle of a busy vacation spot; it made sense they'd be surrounded by hotels.

"Uh… no idea. If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was an office building," Mikol said.

"That's 'cause it is an office building," Sky climbed out and went around to the back of the minibus. "The driver unlocked these doors, you know," He said to the others, opening the back. "We should get our luggage."

"Wait, if that's an office," Mikol pointed. "Then where's the hotel?" Callum jumped out.

"Right there, idiots," He said, pointed to the hotel across the street.

"Oh," Everyone said, turning to face the hotel. Tobias leaped out the back after helping Sky pull out everyone's suitcases. Seeing the direction everyone was looking, he turned.

"Wow," Tobias said. The hotel was tall, taller than most hotels had a right to be. The luxurious paved driveway and exterior brought nothing but awe from the group.

"Guys, do we have the right hotel? 'Cause there is no way we can afford this…" Phoenix said, his voice one of disbelief.

"No, this is it," Keegan said. "This is our hotel."


They walked in, their suitcases behind them. The group went to the receptionist's desk, which was seemingly busy, to get their hotel rooms. After waiting in line for a bit, the receptionist called them over.

"Welcome to resort T.F.," She said, eyeing them. "Is this your first stay here?"

"Yes," Was the resounding reply. The receptionist nodded and looked to the other two receptionists, who nodded.

"I'm going to have to ask you all to follow me for your orientation," She said to them, leaving her post. "All of you, please." They followed her into a small theater, and
took various seats in the room. The receptionist stood at the front and began to speak when they had finished.

"Resort T.F. is different than from other resorts," She explained. "We have… rather unorthodox methods of delivering the maximum amount of pleasure to our guests."

"How so?" Mikol asked.

"We transform them."

"You… you do what?" Yuki asked.

"Our rooms are set up as small pocket universes where the rules of physics are
malleable, and the mind can control the boy's physical appearance." There was a moment of silence; most of them just sat there, looking at her with blank stares. She sighed.

"It's magic," She said, and understanding entered their eyes. "So, are there any questions?" Everyone raised their hand, and she sighed.


Ten minutes of questions later, the receptionist said, "Now, we're just going in circles. As I've mentioned before;
1. You can turn into anything as long as it's not inanimate
2. You can only change once, so choose wisely
3.      You only have to say what you want to change into out loud, so choose your words wisely
4. The change wears off when you check out
5. Our accommodations will change to adapt to your new form.
Is that enough?" Everyone agreed that yes, those five rules were simple and easy to remember. It was clear to everyone that she had finished explaining for now; the receptionist pulled out several key cards (Where did she get those? Many wondered) and she said, "I'll hand out your room keys now." At this time, almost half of the group was skeptical about the ability to change, four were wishing it could be true, and the rest believed every single word.

"Time to buddy up," Fang said. "Are you going to room with someone else?"

"Hell no, the two of us are definitely roomies," Foxy exclaimed. "I'm the only girl here, you're the only guy I know who won't try to catch me in the shower naked."

"Good point," fang nodded.

"Hey," Keegan asked, "Roommates?"

"Sure," Phoenix agreed.

"Roommates!" Derek and Mikol high-fived. Yuki and Ryan looked at each other and nodded in silent agreement.

"You and me?" Tobias asked Callum. He didn't know him very well, so it'd be interesting to room with someone else for a change.

"Sure," Callum agreed.

"Should we team up?" Mitch asked Sky.

"Yeah, sure, why not," Sky replied.

"Guess it's just you and me," Dust said to Joel, seeing everyone else had found a roommate.

"Good thing we agreed on this before hand," Joel agreed.


With their new key cards in hand, the fourteen of them grouped into the elevator.

"All the rooms start on the seventh floor," The receptionist had told them. "The sixth floor is the pool."

"So, floor seven is floor one?" Mitch asked.

"Yes," She answered. Now in the elevator, they waited perfectly as the elevator rose.

"Should we change in our rooms, and then meet at the pool?" Phoenix asked. "We can plan out what we're doing from there." The others agreed that it was a good idea and they'd meet up there.

Keegan, Phoenix, Dust and Joel all got off at the first floor, Derek, Mikol, Yuki and Ryan stopping at the second. Foxy, Fang, Tobias and Callum all got off on the next floor; Sky and Mitch waited by themselves as the elevator rose to the fourth (or the tenth) floor. As they exited, the holiday truly began…


Keegan opened the door. He whistled.

"Not bad," He said, walking in. "Not bad at all." Phoenix followed him.

"We have the right room, right?" Phoenix asked. The hotel "room" was more like a small apartment; there was a small kitchen with a fridge and sink, cupboards and drawers filled with dishes and cutlery. There was a small living room area with a couch and dinner table, a flat screen television hung on the wall opposite the couch. The bedroom had two beds, both twin, and a closet on each end of the room. The bathroom was small, a shower/tub and a toilet in one room; the bathroom sink was outside and connected to the bedroom.

"We get to stay here for a week?" Phoenix asked.

"Yup!" Keegan grinned and put his suitcase on the floor. "I call this bed!" He said, bouncing on the bed to Phoenix's left. He stopped for a moment, and lay back on the bed. "I am so jetlagged," He complained.

"It's six hours different," Phoenix said, placing his suitcase next to his bed.
"Besides, we don't have time to lie around." Keegan sat upright.

"You're right! We still have to change!" He exclaimed. Phoenix frowned; he knew
what Keegan was talking about.

"You don't believe what the receptionist said, do you?" He asked. "I mean, it sounds like something out of a story we'd write!"

"I know," Keegan said. "But imagine how much fun it would be if it were true!" Phoenix grinned.

"Alright, I'll play along," He smiled."On one condition."

"And that is?"

"Whatever I become, you become."

Keegan grinned.

"Deal!" He replied.

"Great," Phoenix said. "In that case, I want to be… a bunny girl!" They both laughed for a bit, until Keegan stopped and stared at Phoenix. "What?" He asked, seeing Keegan's expression. "It was a joke."

"You're…" Keegan just motioned to the mirror on the wall, his face was pale. Still laughing a bit, Phoenix looked into the mirror, his eyes widening.

"Is this a joke?" Phoenix asked, seeing the two fluffy bunny ears out of the top of his head. "This is a trick mirror?" He reached up and pulled on one of the ears gently.
"Ow! This is real!"

"Uh, Phoenix, I think what the receptionist said is definitely true," Keegan said.
Phoenix turned and saw two identical rabbit ears sticking out of Keegan's head.

"They weren't joking," Phoenix said, amazed. "Is this really happening?"

"Uh, yeah, I'd have to say it is," Keegan said, feeling his hair grow longer. "Which wouldn't be so bad, if I weren't becoming a girl!"

"You agreed, whatever I became, you became!" Phoenix pointed out. "So, tough." Phoenix's shirt started filling out and was soon stretched almost past its limits as breasts grew.

"Yeah, well, I change my mind," He grumbled, feeling a sharp twist in his groin as his penis inverted, and became a vagina. From the look of sudden discomfort on Phoenix's face, the same thing had happened to him.

"I think it's too late to back out now," Phoenix said as he felt his waist shrink and hips expand. As his (rather, her) butt grew, a small bunny tail grew at the base of her spine. "How long do you think until the changes are over?" She asked, her voice getting higher.

"Not very long," Keegan replied, noticing Phoenix's hair grow and turn into a blonde color. "I can't think of anything that could be left." As she said that, her male clothes began to twist, changing color and reshaping themselves on their bodies. Keegan's clothes turned from sandals to flip flops, her baggy jeans turning into tight cut-off shorts; Keegan gasped as a bra cupped around her breasts and a slightly too small t-shirt was reformed out of her now baggy one.

Phoenix's outfit was slightly different. Her t-shirt and jeans merged together, turning into a lighter fabric as they formed a sundress that reached her mid-thighs. She gasped a bit. "It's drafty in here," She explained.

"So… this is it? This is what we'd wear if we were bunny girls?" Keegan asked.

"Only one way to find out," Phoenix replied, and they both opened their suitcases.

"Yup, everything's turned into girl's clothes and… stuff." Keegan confirmed, biting her lip as she noticed a package of female hygiene products. "Is yours the same?"

"Yeah," Phoenix agreed. "Is there any I.D. in your bag?"

"No, I keep mine in my… wallet…" She quickly felt her pocket, but her shorts were tight enough for her to realize that it wasn't there. "Great, now I suppose I have a purse," She said sarcastically. There was a thud as a purse landed beside her.

"I found it over here," Phoenix said, holding her own purse out. "And I suppose
you can call me Kim now, it's what my driver's license says." Keegan rifled through her own purse. Finding her driver's license and passport, she found that both now read the same name; "Kelly". She told Kim this, and asked, "So, what do we do now?" Kim thought for a moment.

"Now we have some fun," She decided. "We're all going to meet at the pool, right? Kelly nodded. "So, let's get going!" Kim exclaimed.

"What about the others? Do you think they changed too?"

"Probably," Kim answered. "That'll be half the fun, thought." Kelly smiled. She could only guess what was going on with everyone else.

"Well, let's not be the last ones there, then!" Kelly said, pulling out her bikini from her suitcase. "This is going to be…"


"…the worse holiday ever," Joel muttered.

"Cheer up," Dusting said. "It's not going to be all bad." He opened up the door to
the room. "See? Check this out! A whole week living in this!"

"Yeah, yean," Joel muttered. "I mean, if this was, Europe, or something, I'd be
happy. But no, this is the tropics," He continued, not realizing that he was talking to himself now.

"Look at this bedroom! Two whole closets! And T.V.s!" Dustin exclaimed, but they
joy was lost on Joel.

"I don't do tropics<" He explained.

"Well, that's too bad, 'cause we're stuck here for a week." Dustin reminded him.

"I know," Joel muttered. Sitting down on a bed, he turned on the T.V. As Dustin went around the room settling in, Joel surfed channels, and ended up watching a cartoon show he hadn't seen for a while. Lying back on the bed, he watched, forgetting his sour mood.

"What are you watching?" Dustin asked a few minutes later.

"Pokémon, I think," Joel replied. "They changed so many characters so many times; it's hard to tell sometimes."

"You're joking, right?" Dustin gave him a strange look.

"Of course," Joel laughed. "I love Pokémon; I don't think I've ever made an episode."

"Agreed," Dustin said. For a few minutes, they both watched the T.V. After about ten minutes, Dustin asked:

"If you could be a Pokémon, which one would you be?" Joel thought for a moment, then replied:

"A Lugia." Dustin nodded.

"I'd like to be a Pichu, actually," He said. They both smiled at the daydreams they mistakenly thought would never happen true.

Dustin stood. "I'm going to get some water," he said. Joel shrugged. As Dustin walked to a cupboard and grabbed a glass. He noticed that his clothes were baggier than before. Weird, He thought. I need to buy smaller clothes. Walking back to the other room, he told Joel about his suddenly too big clothes.

"Tell me about it," Joel replied. "I feel like my clothes have shrunk, if anything."

"Uh, Joel?"

"What?"

"I think it's you who's growing," Dustin pointed. Joel looked down as his shirt began to split open as his body grew larger and larger. "What? But… Dustin!" Joel exclaimed. But Dustin was distracted with his own problems: he was shrinking.

"Oh, crap!" Dustin exclaimed, trying to get to the phone to call for help. He tripped over his pants and landed in a pile of his own clothes. In a few moments he felt like he was swimming in fabric; he could hear (though muffled) Joel give a startled shout as clothes ripped from his ever growing body.

Then there was silence.

Dustin struggled, soon finding an opening that used to be  the neck of his shirt. Poking his head out, Dustin blinked, startled. Why does everything look so huge?

Joel opened his eyes and wondered the exact opposite. How did everything get so small? He thought. Looking around, he saw a small pile of clothes. Something started moving inside the pile, and Joel watched. Leaning over, he watched in amazement as a Pichu poked its head out of the clothes. He bent over and said, "Hi".

Dustin looked up to see a Lugia staring down at him. He shouted in surprise, and the Lugia shouted back.

"Dustin?" The Lugia exclaimed. To Joel, the Pichu looked up at him, startled, and asked, "Joel?"

"What happened to you? Why are you a Pichu?"

"Why are you a Lugia?" They both looked down at themselves and shouted again.

"We're Pokémon?!" Joel exclaimed.

"Yes, that's obvious," Dustin commented, trying to climb back onto his bed. "But how?" Joel remembered back at the receptionist's.
"It's the resort," He realized. "When we said earlier what Pokémon we'd like to become, it must've took it literally…"

"Well, I guess that makes sense," Dustin nodded, which looked strangely cute coming from a Pichu. Then, they both felt a slight jolt go through them, originating from the beds.

"Okay, what's happening now?" Dustin asked, clinging to the side of his bed. A moment later, it was evident; the room was changing. Dustin's bed shrank, becoming small enough to comfortably sleep in, while Joel's grew to fit his new form. The door was changed to allow room for both of them to enter and exit, even the bathroom was changing so Dustin could reach one of the sinks. Both Joel and Dustin wondered if there was nothing the hotel hadn't thought of.

"Wait, where's our luggage?" Joel asked. Both looked around and couldn't see any sign of their suitcases.

"We should phone down," Dustin said.

"How? You can't reach the phone, and I can't dial, let alone hold the handset," Joel held out his hands/paws to demonstrate the point. Dustin sighed.

"Lift me up, then," He said. A few moments later, Dustin was on the table. Picking up the phone, he dialed the front desk.

"Hello?" Answered the receptionist.

"Yes, we're having some trouble finding your bags," He said clearly.

"I'm sorry? Could you repeat that?"

"We're having trouble with our luggage," Dustin said, slowly and impatiently. After
a moment:

"Hold on while I get one of our Pokémon translators on duty to help you," The
receptionist said. There was a catchy jazz tune as they were put on hold. Dustin looked at Joel, startled.

"We can't speak English now," Joel said, disappointed.

"They'll figure it out," Dustin said optimistically. The jazz music ended.

"How can I help you?" a male voice asked.

"We're having issues with our suitcases," Joel said.

"Yes, and what room are you currently staying in?"

Joel looked over at Dustin. "He understands us!" He whispered.

"He's probably a Pokémon too," Dustin said.

"Sir?" The Pokémon at the front desk asked again. "What is your room?"

"Oh," Joel said. "We're staying in…"


"…Room 206," Derek said, digging the card key out of his pocket. "Here we are."
He opened the door.

"Wow," Mikol said, entering. "Nice place we've got."

"For a whole week, too," Derek smiled. "Excellent."

"Well, this bed's mine," Mikol said, laying his suitcase out on a bed.

"Fine," Derek replied, staying in the main room. "I'm going to see what's on T.V."

"Derek, we didn't come all this way just to watch T.V.," Mikol pointed out.

"Yeah, but… they've got… fine, you're right," Derek sighed, turning the flat screen off. "I'm so jetlagged…"

"Wait until the return trip," Mikol said from the bedroom. "It'll be worse."

"Don't remind me," Derek said, and sat on a chair. "So, how long do you think it'll take to get ready for the pool?"

"For me? Less than five minutes," Mikol guessed.

"Really? 'Cause it takes me maybe, fifteen, twenty minutes."

"Well, that's because you're a girl, Derek," Mikol joked.

"NO! I just get distracted easily," Derek admitted.

"Oh. SO, a cat girl then," HE laughed. Derek sighed.

"Fine, I'm a cat girl," Derek said. "Are you finished in there?" Mikol poked his head
around the corner.

"Finished doing what?"

"Finished getting ready!"

"Oh… I'm still unpacking."

"You're more like a girl than I am!" Derek exclaimed, smiling. "I don't even bother with that." He laughed at the irony. Mikol thought for a moment.

"I guess you're right, I am a girl in that regards," Laughed Mikol. "You got me
there." Still laughing, Mikol continued unpacking and Derek decided to turn on the T.V. while he waited. As he watched, he felt an immense wave of sleepiness wash over him. "Weird… I fell asleep on the plane," Derek yawned, curling up on the couch. Within moments, he was asleep. As he slept, changed began to happen. First his dark brown hair started growing, reaching to what would he his mid-back, and changing into a lighter shade. His waist shrunk and his hips widened as  Derek's skin became smooth; losing some muscle and becoming feminine. Derek's butt grew, giving him curves, and he shifted uncomfortably as his manhood was inverted and turned into a vagina. By this time, Derek was completely female.

Then, her clothes began to change; the black hoodie he had worn shortened, his black t-shirt reforming into a tight black blouse, showing off her D-Cup breasts quite efficiently. Her jeans shrunk, fitting her body's curves. The changes over, Derek began to wake, her green eyes adjusting to the light.

"That was a good nap," She said, stretching. She paused. Why do I feel… different? She wondered. My clothes, my skin, they… they feel wrong. Derek looked down and gasped.

"N-no way," She whispered as she heard a shout.


Mikol was just finished unpacking when he felt the changes start. He could feel his hair growl longer and his cloths shift and change; so startled was he that he blacked out for a few moments; the next thing he knew, Mikol was now a girl, and rather attractive at that.

Mikol's red hair had lightened, turning almost pink and reaching to her mid-back. Her face was angelic, and her curves were perfectly evened out. A white dress with purple ribbons on her chest and forearms took the place of her regular clothes; not sure what to think, Mikol lifted a small, feminine hand and poked her breasts.

"It's real," She gasped, hearing her voice for the first time. She shouted, startled.

"What's wrong?" Asked a girl, also very attractive, as she ran into the room. She stopped, shocked. "Mikol?"

"Derek?"

"You're a girl too!" They exclaimed in unison.

"How did this happen?" Mikol asked.

"I don't know, one moment, I'm sleeping, the next…" She looked down at herself, fear in her eyes. "What happened to us?"

"Wait… didn't the receptionist say something about this?" They looked at each other, recognition and realization crushing down upon them.

"That means we did this to ourselves!" Derek exclaimed.

"I don't want to be stuck as a girl!" Mikol exclaimed.

"It's only for a week," Derek reminded her. "But still… I know what you mean." Suddenly, she lost her breath, as if she had been kicked in the stomach.

"What's wrong?" Mikol asked. Derek couldn't answer as she felt her spine increase and along black cat's tail snaked out of her jeans. Mikol gasped in shock and backed away, but Derek could only watch as her hands became furred, fingers merging together to form paws. She heard a cracking sound from her feet and found that they were doing the same. Unbeknownst to her, Derek's pupils changed to slits and her ears moved  to the top of her head, becoming cat ears. She grew fine whiskers, and Derek felt a few of her teeth form into feline fangs. The changes were done.

"What… what happened to you?" Mikol said, more curious than shocked.

"I'm… I'm a cat girl," Derek said, amazed. She found a mirror and looked at her reflection. "I look amazing…"

"You look…" Mikol didn't know how Derek looked, she was still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that this even happened. Derek thought for a few moments.

"You know, maybe this isn't so bad after all?" She finally said.

"WHAT?!"

"Oh, come on. This is a TF resort, this thing happens all the time, according to whatever the receptionist said. I'm probably not the weirdest thing they've seen," She laughed. "This is a holiday! A vacation away from your own body! We can be anyone we
want!"

"But…"

"The way I see it, I can mope and complain, or I can try and have some fun," Derek explained. "If we mope, then we miss out on pretty much everything."

"But I don't want to be a girl!"

"I know," Derek replied. "We were joking around when we said that, and we can't take it back. We can deal with it, though. We can adapt, and we can try and salvage some entertainment out of this." Derek rose. "Now come on. Aren't you at least curious as to how the others turned out?"

"Well…" Mikol began, thinking. She had to admit, this body did bring interesting possibilities. And she had wondered what it would be like to be female. "Alright," She said. "Let's try this out."

"That's the spirit!" Derek smiled. "So, shall we get changed?"

"Changed?" Mikol asked, surprised.

"Yeah! To go to the pool! Our clothes probably changed to fit us, we should get going."

"Oh yea…" Mikol remembered, paling. She realized she would probably be the center of attention now. "I suppose we should…"


"…flip a coin?" Ryan suggested.

"Or, I can just take that bed," Yuki pointed to the one on the left. "And you can take that one."

"I don't know why we're arguing about this," Ryan sighed. "Both beds are identical."

"This one's closer to the door," Yuki explained. "In case there's a fire. I really don't like fire."

"Most people would agree with you on that one," Ryan said, putting his luggage down on the bed. "You're not going to find many people who would oppose you."

Yuki put his suitcase down and lay on the bed, thinking.

"You know what the receptionist said? About the whole… transformation bit?" He
asked.

"Yeah,"

"Do you think she was serious?" Ryan thought for a moment.

"I wish she was," He admitted. "It would be really cool."

"Yeah, it would," Yuki agreed. After a few moments, he asked, "If you could turn into anything, anything at all, what would you turn into?"

"Are we going to assume this is for real?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, sure, why not."

"Well, then, saying it out loud would be a bad idea, then. We should plan it out so we don't accidentally turn into something we don't want."

"Good point," Yuki sat up. "So, what do you like?" He asked. Ryan didn't have to ask what he meant.

"I like… girls," Ryan said. "I think it would be interesting, just to see what it'd be like." Yuki nodded in agreement.

"Same," He said. "Except… well, have you ever thought of girls with… I don't know, animal characteristics?"

"You mean anthros?" Ryan asked, thinking about Foxy.

"No, I mean… just the ears and tail. Maybe paws."

"Oh, you mean nekos," Cat girls, Ryan thought.

"Well, sorta…" Yuki thought for a moment. "I like to think of fox girls, or wolf girls, you know? Canines." Ryan nodded.

"I know what you mean," He said.

"So, are we in agreement? We've got an idea of what we want?" Yuki asked, wanting to make sure.

"I think so," Ryan said.

"Then let's do it," Yuki announced. "I want to be a fox girl!"

"Uhh… what he said," Ryan said. A moment or two passed.

"Well… I guess she really was making it up," Yuki said, almost disappointed.

"Uh, Yuki?" Ryan began. "Your hair…"

"What? Oh, jeeze…" Yuki ran and looked into the bathroom mirror, seeing his white hair turn into a blonde color and grow down past his waist. "Ryan, the same things happening to you!" Ryan ran to the mirror, seeing his hair changing to a sort of orange color and also grows past his waist.

"It's real," He said, amazed. "This is actually happening." Ryan could hear the pitch
of his voice rising, becoming more girlish.

"Yeah," Yuki said, equally amazed. They watched as their skin smoothed out and
their faces became smaller, more female. Their waists shrunk, curves forming and they both gasped as breasts grew.

"Okay, this is different than what I expected," Ryan admitted, feeling his, now her, breasts.

"Tell me about it," Yuki replied, seeing her ears transform to that of a fox and moved to the top of her head. She noticed that Ryan's had done the same, in fact, both of them had started growing tails.

"This feels nice," Yuki said, feeling her new tail. Ryan agreed, but the changes weren't done yet.

Two ribbons were tied in Yuki's hair, while Ryan's stayed the same; but both of
their clothes started going under drastic changes. Ryan's shorts and shirt merged, becoming a dress that came to her mid-thigh, the top lowering until it came to her fore-arm, where it leveled out and became strapless. It reminded Ryan of a Japanese kimono, but not quite; it was like the idea was there… Ryan thought it went with her body very well.

Yuki's dress on the other hand, rose to her shoulders, forming into more of a red and white Japanese styled dress than anything. She admired her new outfit and body in the mirror. "Well… we match, at least."

"Perhaps it's a theme?" Ryan asked.

"I wouldn't rule it out," Yuki agreed, and turned, going to her suitcase. She opened it. "Yup, thought so. Our clothes changed as well."'

"Really?" Ryan opened her bag, confirming it. "Wow… this place thought of everything, didn't it?" She said, going through her new stuff. "It even says 'Raina' on some of my stuff."

"Mine says 'Yuna'," Yuki said. "This is probably the name I'd have, if I were female."

"Same…" Ryan agreed. "You know… we should probably go with these names, for now."

"Agree," Yuna said. "Until we leave, of course."

"Of course," Raina nodded. "Now… what do we wear to the pool?" Yuna grinned.

"I don't know," She said, "But I'm calling…"


"…down to the front desk to see if they can bring up any extra towels." Fang said.

"We'll just shake it off," Foxy said.

"For the pool," Fang reminded her. "We can't exactly shake out the water while everyone's getting themselves dry."

"Good point," Foxy agreed. She sat on the bed. "So, what do we have planned for the rest of the week? Are we going to split up, go off by ourselves as a team, what?"

"I don't know," Fang admitted. "I was hoping you'd have some ideas."

"Well, I was thinking of going to a spa… I heard residents of this hotel get a discount," Foxy suggested.

"Then you'll be going by yourself," Fang said, smiling. "You know I don't do spas."

"No, I didn't know that," Foxy leaned forward. "Why is that you don't 'do' spas?"

"It's such a… I don't know," Fang began. "It's made for girls, pretty much."

"Yeah, but guys go to it too," She pointed out.

"The majority of them are girls, though, admit it," Fang sat down on his bed too. "I'd stick out like a sore thumb."

"Well, what if there was a way to get you into that spa without anyone asking questions," Foxy said, thinking.

"You can't mean…" Fang began, realizing what Foxy was suggesting. "You want me to use the resort to turn into a girl?" Foxy nodded, grinning.

"It would be a bad idea to waste such a great opportunity for you," She explained. "And for me," She added. Fang thought for a few moments.

"So, what, we just say the words?" He asked. Foxy shrugged.

"That sounds about right," She said. "Who goes first?"

"You go first, if you have the plan," Fang told her. Foxy nodded and took a deep breath.

"I want to become the male version of myself," She said, for a moment, there
were no visible changes. Then –

"Foxy… I'd look in the mirror." Fang said. Foxy turned and watched her black hair grow slightly, becoming more shaggy, more unruly than before. She coughed and struggled to breathe as she felt her chest tighten up, her breasts visibly shrinking as her chest and shoulders broadened. She growled softly as she felt herself grow a few inches, and her groin began feeling puffy and swollen as her vagina filled out and became a penis. The bulge could be obviously seen through Foxy's cargo shorts. Fang could only stare at Foxy's new body.

"Well? I'd say that worked out pretty well," Foxy, now male, said. He blinked a couple times. "Woah… now that's a pretty cool voice," He said. "I'm liking this." Looking over at Fang, he laughed. "Okay, Fang, it's your turn." Fang blinked.

"All right," He said. "I'd like to…" He started.

"Become a vixen," Foxy interrupted.

"…be a vixen," Fang continued. "Wait, what?" He just realized what he had said. Too late, e thought as Foxy laughed.

"I can't believe that worked," He said.

"Oh, shut up," Fang said, sitting on the bench. He noticed that the white markings on his fur had started changing, and that some of his black fur began shifting on his skin, changing color, mixing, and turning lighter and transforming. In a few moments, Fang was a fox.

"Well, that seems to have gone alright," fang commented, examining himself. "So, when do I become a vixen?" A sudden "crack" came from his waist as it shrunk and his hips widened.

"My guess, is that that's it," Foxy commented. Fang could only watch as he shrunk down a few inches, losing some muscle and fat. He watched as two breasts formed on his previously flat chest. Fang reached up and felt them, almost dazed. Fang blinked as his manhood inverted and became a vagina; Fang's transformation was almost complete.

"Wow," Foxy said, looking at Fang's new form. "You know, if it weren't for the blonde hair, you could be my twin."

"Really?" Fang looked into the mirror behind Foxy. She saw that he was right.

"I could give you my clothes," Foxy said. "You look like you're my size."

"Same," Fang agreed, opening her suitcase with her foot. She stared at the contents for a moment. "Uh, Foxy?"

"I see it,"  Foxy said, looking inside of his own suitcase. "Looks like we won't have to trade our wardrobes after all, the room has done that for us." Fang bent down, rummaging around until she found her passport.

"Hey, even my passport has changed," She noticed. "It says I'm female."

"The room must've changed that, too," Foxy said, curiously. He looked at his own I.D. "Did the room give you a girl's name?"

"Uh… no, it still says Fang," She answered. "Why?"

"'Cause my passport belongs to a 'Ryan'," He said. "I guess that's me." Ryan walked over to the phone, picking it up.

"Who're you calling?" Fang asked.

"That spa I told you about," Ryan replied. "We've got to make a reservation today, if we have any chance of getting in there on the weekend."

"W-we?" Fang asked, surprised.

"Yeah, I thought it was obvious," Ryan said, smiling. "You're coming with me…"


"…right?" Callum asked Tobias.

"With you where?" Tobias asked. He was a little confused as to what Callum was asking.

"To this bar hopping thing," Callum said, throwing the pamphlet down. "A few of us decided on the ride here that we'd be going." Tobias waved him off.

"I don't drink," He said. Callum shrugged.

"Suit yourself," Callum said, walking to the main room and turning on the T.V. Tobias sat, thinking for a few minutes. Callum noticed and asked what he was doing.

"I'm thinking back to what that receptionist said," He admitted, sitting on the edge of his bed. "What if it's true?" Callum laughed, then got an idea.

"Alright, I'll play along, and make you a deal," Callum said. "You transform first. If you don't transform, you're coming with me on the pub-crawl."

"And if I win?" Tobias countered. Callum thought seriously for a moment, then decided, "If you win, I become your dream girl. Deal?"

"Deal," Tobias agreed. "Although, dream guy or dream girl, it doesn't really
matter."

"What?" Callum asked, startled.

"No, too late, we already said 'deal'," Tobias insisted. "Now, for my
transformation… an anthro grey wolf." Tobias could feel the effects immediately; he could feel himself rising as he grew taller and his feet became paws. He watched and stood experimentally on his new feet. "Cool," He said, feeling his new claws. He felt fur grow out of every inch of his skin; his face began pushing out to form a muzzle. His ears became more canine and traveled to the top of his head; where they tuck out and out of his black hair. Tobias felt his spine extend as it formed into a tail, which he moved experimentally. "This is beyond cool," Tobias said as he finished changing. "Way beyond." He looked up, grinning, showing off his new canine teeth. Callum just stared at him in shock. He didn't expect anything like this to happen. "Now for your part of the deal," Tobias said, smiling. Callum gulped. What was he thinking of? IT didn't take long for Callum to find out as fire orange and dark black hairs grew up his arm and spread across his body, turning into a combination of orange, black, and white fur. Feeling the fur and a tail grow out of his pants, he could tell his ears were changing and moving to the top of his head. Callum moved his hands, now paw-like, to feel them.

"Well, this isn't so bad," He admitted. Tobias just grinned as a fox's muzzle formed from Callum's face. Callum stood up, unsteady on his new feet for a moment, and then walked to the mirror.

"Not bad," He said. "My hair's orange now, but…" He stopped, watching it grow longer before his eyes. Callum was a pretty big guy, taking pride in his muscular shape, and so could only stare as he slimmed down, his body becoming more feminine. Watching in disbelief as two large breasts formed as his waist shrunk and hips widened. Callum barely registered his manhood inverting as he, now a she, stared at herself in the mirror. Quickly, she turned.

"This is your dream girl?" Callum asked, motioning to her body. Tobias shrugged.

"It's what I had in mind at the time," He said. "Interesting that I didn't have to say it out loud…" They watched as Callum's now-baggy clothes changed, his top changing into a tight t-shirt that showed her midriff, while her pants squeezed around her legs and waist, pressing up against her body. Callum looked down at her quite attractive body, embarrassed. Tobias smiled.

"You know, I think I just might join you for that pub crawl," Tobias said.


Sky and Mitch sat in silence.

"You honestly believe this?" Mitch asked him. "Magic? Really?"

"I think 'magic' was just the layman's terms for what the resort does," Sky replied. "Pocket universes, the many-worlds theory, I think that's a more likely scenario."

"A man of science," Mitch said. "Finally."

"Besides, I've created weapons that employ similar technology," Sky told him.

"Weapons?"

"Yeah," Sky nodded. "Though, none are for sale, yet. Still in development as prototypes, you know?"

"I suppose, yeah," Mitch agreed. "Well, I don't think that a hotel chain, even one as… luxurious as this one, has that kind of technology."

"Well, only one way to find out," Sky said, standing up and stretching. "I want to be a black wolf," He said. Moments passed.

"Well?" Mitch asked. "Do you feel any different?"

"Not really," Sky said, taking a step forward. "I… oof!" He tripped, falling to the floor. Mitch leapt forward to help, seeing Sky's legs.

"It's real!" He exclaimed. "Look!" Sky's legs were rapidly changing, and Sky
grinned.

"Awesome," He said, watching as his legs got shorter and sprouted black fur. Kicking his pants and sandals off, Sky watched as the fur spread up to his waist. Leaning forward on his arms, he waited as his tail grew. His body became lean, his arms and shoulders cracking as they formed into a wolf's and Sky quickly wriggled out of his tank top before it got too big to wear. Last to change was his head; fur spread up his neck and face, which pushed into a muzzle. His ears shifted to the top of his head, and his teeth were replaced with more canid ones.

Sky was a wolf.

"Uh, Sky? Are you still there?" Mitch asked.

"Yeah," Sky replied. "Wow, this is… this is great!" He said, stretching.

"Sky, I can't understand you," Mitch said. "All I hear are wolf noises."

"Really?" Sky replied. "I guess their willing to take this all the way.."

"Should I change now?" Mitch wondered out loud. He decided he would, besides,
what did he have to lose? It was only for a week. "I want to be a grey fox," Mitch said out loud. After a few moments, nothing happened to him.

"Mitch? Your ears," Sky said.

"Hey, I understand you now!" Mitch exclaimed, then realized why. His fox ears was only the beginning of his transformation. His face pushed out into a muzzle and black markings around his eyes formed and ran down his muzzle in two thick stripes. Looking into the mirror, he saw a mask of gray fur form, while orange and white fur started running down his chin down his front. Gray fur dotted with specks of black ran down his back, and Mitch watched helplessly as his arms turned into front paws. He was also shrinking, which was causing a slight problem with his rapidly growing clothes. Mitch heard a "crack" as his legs and hips shifted to allow for the new canine body, and he fell onto all fours. As a long tail sprouted out of his spine, Mitch could feel the changes slowing down. Excited, he tried to get out of the tangled mess that was his clothes.

"Here, lemme help," Sky said, helping him pull off his shirt with his mouth.

"Thanks," Mitch said, kicking off his pants. "So," He said, admiring himself. "It works. What do we do now?"

"Now?" Sky thought for a few moments "I suppose we meet at the pool… though, I doubt they'll let animals go near it."

"That'd be discriminating against the desk, though," Mitch pointed out. "It'd be a lawsuit waiting to happen."

"Good point," Sky agreed. "All right, we'll head down there, see how far we get, and who we run into on the way."

"Excellent!" Mitch exclaimed. Turning to the door, he stopped. "Huh," He looked at the door.

"What?"Sky asked, then he saw the little swing door that would be big enough for both Sky and Mitch to fit through.

"I guess they really thought of everything," Mitch said, pondering. Experimentally, he padded up to the door and stuck his head through, followed by his whole body. There was a moment of silence, then Mitch stuck his head back in.

"Are you coming, or what?" He asked. Grinning, Sky followed Mitch out the door.


"Come on, Karen, just get into the pool!" Kim exclaimed.

"But… it looks cold…"

"It's fine!" Kelly told her. "It's warm once you get in."

"You don't have to jump in, just lower yourself in slowly," Yuna told her. "You can do it!" Karen looked nervously at the water. She couldn't explain her deep unease of the water; she wasn't afraid of it before. It was probably because she was part cat now, the feline's aversion to water had passed on to her. Karen slowly lowered herself into the water, shivering as her paws touched the surface. Moments later, she stood in the waist
deep water.

"It is cold," She shivered. "I thought you said it was warm."

"You have to get completely wet," Kelly told her. "Not just up to your waist!"

"Nuh-uh, I'm not going to get any" deeper, was what she was going to say, when a voice shouted "Cannonball!" And there was a small tidal wave as Ryan jumped in. He popped back up, shaking off the water on his fur.

"This is great!" He said, then saw a thoroughly soaked Karen. "Oops… sorry , I didn't see you there…" The others laughed. After a moment, Ryan asked, "Do I know you?" Something about her seemed familiar.

"I was Derek," Karen explained. "But I'm Karen, for now. Mikol's calling herself
Korrina."

"I'm tempted to join them," Joel told Dustin.

"You can if you want," Dustin replied. "I'm just feeling really good in the sun…"

"Aren't you curious at all about what happened to our luggage?" Joel asked.

"What did the guy say?"

"Turns out, our luggage is stored… somewhere," Joel explained. "Since Pokémon don't wear clothes, they don't need baggage, either."

"It makes sense," Dustin nodded. "As long as we get it back."

"Hey check it out," Raina said to Fang, pointing. "I think that's… Tobias?" Fang sniffed the air.

"Yeah, that's him, he has a similar scent," Fang replied. "But who's the girl?"

"I don't know…" Raina said thoughtfully.

"Hey, can one of you put some of this lotion on my back?" Korrina asked them. "I
don't know how badly I burn right now."

"…Yeah!" Both of them said in unison.

"Hey Tobias, who's the girl?" Ryan asked him, pulling himself up and sitting on the edge of the pool.

"This is Zoe," Tobias said.

"I was Callum, but my passport's changed so it says 'Zoe' now," She told the rest
of them.

"Well, come on in guys, the water's great!" Kim said. "Right Karen?"

"S-shut up," Karen replied, shivering.

"Maybe tomorrow," Tobias said. "Me and Zoe signed up for a bar hopping tour, so we'll be back later."

"Okay, have fun!" Kelly waved good-bye to them as they left. "Okay, my turn now." She closed her eyes. "Marco…"

"You know, I'm starting to see why not many people choose to be animals that live in the cold," Sky said, panting. "It gets hot under all of this fur."

"I don't know, I feel pretty good," Mitch replied. "Kinda warm, but not unpleasant."

"Well, at least the sun is going down," Sky pointed out. "It'll be cooler eventually." They watched the sun set, listening to the others talk amongst themselves, or playing n
the pool. Everyone was having fun in their own way; for everyone, this would be the best holiday ever.


The receptionist answered the ringing phone.

"I noticed we received an extra fourteen guests," The manager said. "How did they take to their accommodations?"

"Like a fish to water," The receptionist said. "They're all living it right now."

"Good, good. We wouldn't want anyone to be unhappy. Keep up the good work>" The manager hung up, and the receptionist smiled. She could expect a pay raise in the near future. A bust pulled up in front of the hotel, and she noted another ten or so people getting out. As they entered, she smiled and said:

"Welcome to Resort T.F. Is this your first stay here? Yes? Then please, come with me…"