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The Genetic Park: Day 1 part 2

“Hey, Tom, come on out and pick up your bars,” Mike’s voice called me. I grabbed my keycard, that had been ejected from the machine and walked out and, half concerned as I was, stumbled and almost fell.

“Haha, easy there pal. Did the shot made you woozy?” Mike smirked. I heard the sound a vending machine made when it spat out some food. Alongside the wall next to my booth was a small wicker basket with a couple of small bars from the open slot, the calorie bars we needed to gain the extra mass.

“Mike, mind helping me? I got four bars,” Zack said, just outside his booth, using his shirt to carry a bunch of those bars. I picked up one from my basket. It looked like large cereal bars with a plain white wrapper. Behind the, were health details of the bar, but I couldn’t read it nor had the intention to stop and read with the looming change. The only thing I could make out was a little reminder for not littering in the park. “I wonder how they taste?” If I don’t eat them will it slower the change?

“Who knows, they’re probably full of oatmeal and cereals all compressed together. Granola bars?” Zack said as Mike helped him with his load.

Both were still pretty normal looking and behind them I could see Leo checking himself out, using his hand to measure his flexing biceps, trying to find tawny or beige or copper, whatever acceptable lion fur color it was. “Any changes yet?” I asked.

“No. I’m starting to believe that mine was broken, I already ate my four bars.” he said rolling up his shirt and bending over to look for any more signs. Right next to him, on the wicker basket I could see all the wrappings crumpled up.

“The change will take over the course of the next hours. They said to eat them as we grew hungry,” I reminded, looking at myself. No changes so far.

“I was hungry, I didn’t have breakfast to come over here,” Leo said in an unamused tone, giving the sand bellow his feet a small kick.

Our entrance to the park greeted us with tall trees. We stood over a circle of white sand, soft for the feet, which we were glad for. I felt like we were at a beach in the middle of a forest. The circle was edged with stones that formed a path through the forest. I couldn’t see much past the trees still, wherever the road led.

“Shall we get going?” Zack said as he began to unwrap one of his four bars and eat it, twice the size of mine.

“Sure, let’s go,” I said eagerly, taking a step outside of the circle and down the sandy road. Leo, Zack and Mike followed after me.

“Boy, I’m starving,” Zack muttered as he stuffed a bar in.

“Big wow,” Leo said sarcastically.

“I’m sure it’s the serum, I’m beginning to feel hungry now,” Mike said, eating his portion.

“I didn’t get to hear,” Leo said patting both Mike and me. “What did you two get from the random button?”

“I’d rather not tell,” was what I would’ve said at first, but the words came out of Mike instead of me.

“Why? Was it that bad?” Zack asked peeking over.

“No, I just don’t wanna tell,” Mike said, letting out a small laugh to drive up the curiosity for everyone.

“Come on, can’t be that bad,” I said, somehow hoping someone would say the same if they discovered my situation.

“Maybe you’re turning into a chick,” Leo laughed. So much for my hopes. I did remember Mike had gone with the random option, so what would be the odds he had become stuck with a female option? Probably fifty percent.

“Nah, I’m definitely not turning into a chick,” Mike laughed.

“Well, you’re growing fur now,” Zack noted, getting our attention.

“What?” we all asked in surprise. We had actually seen the commercials about it, but seeing people actually changing was surprising, if not shocking. Seeing to believe, they say.

The back of Mike’s hands were growing hairier, small think fur was making its way out his skin, where it once been bare. It was surprising.

“I am growing fur as well,” he said in disbelief, looking down his forearm.

“Oh, what did you got Tom?” Zack asked me.

“Jaguar,” I simply said as a second of hesitation, which they mistook as smugness.

“A jaguar? Not bad. Maybe we can pick up chicks as a pride or something,” Leo smirked, leaning to inspect me closer. “Just not too close,” I thought.

“That kind of explains why your nose is beginning to darken,” I heard Mike said, which got my hands immediately shoot up to it. I hope that wasn’t a girly gesture, I thought, crossing eyes. Indeed it was different, at least in feel. It felt moist as if runny, or moist. And I could feel how my nostrils flared differently.

“You have one as well,” I noted shortly after, immediately luring the attention of the others towards him, much to my small relief. His friend was sporting a moist black nose, one just as big as myself.

“Seriously pal. What are you becoming?” Leo pressed the issue amusedly, idly scratching around his neck, where his black hair was starting to grow. “A monkey?”

“Really? Is that your first guess?” I asked.

“Maybe some canine? Just saying because he doesn’t look feline,” Zack proposed somewhat meekly, coming closer while munching his second bar. That’s when I realized he was taller as well, somewhat more broad shouldered. Bear physique, I guessed.

“A chihuahua, then,” Mike suggested. By that point, it was impossible to tell whether it was intended as a joke or not. I could just face-palm myself, amused. It was then that I looked at the hairs on my arm. They seemed to be shifting color, a brownish yellow, or was it golden orange? They were still small and sparse to know. It was a moment later that I got concerned that the change was still going. Was it because I got distracted by the antics? I had to figure out a way of slowing down the transformation… at least until I get to the medic.

For the next half hour or so, at least I hope so, since none of us had any watches or cell phones at hand to verify things, we walked. Our path took us down the hills and forest, circling and curving in what felt a relaxing trip, or at least meant to be. With my situation, I was rooting for cutting the curves and walking in a straight line, but it was hard to rush the guys without arousing questions.

Strangely enough, we found ourselves with the energy to keep up with the. Zack, who was far from being a sportsman, was able to keep up with a decent stride, eating a bar every twenty minutes or so, barely complaining about getting callous feet, which he usually did at PE. “This things are great. I mean, I feel eager,” he said, taking a bite of the snack.

I kept avoiding eating the energy bars. Pretending to unwrap and take bites as sparsely as possible, even if I was feeling hungry, had to remind myself “Eating one would make me change faster.” Zack and Mike ate theirs regularly, Leo had already finished his bars while I had the two still in my pocket.

Every now and then, the group would make pit stops to check out our changes, see how far we were. Usually it would be Leo stopping us just to ask and not if there were differences among us. All these pauses were beginning to annoy me as it was starting to slow down our pace. I did what I could, to encourage them to keep going, saying that the resort was around the corner and that we could check things better then.

I was so resolved on resisting the change that the trip felt like a great strain. But somehow I thought I figured out how to slow the changes. A tingling coursed my body every now and then, feeling goosebumps that invited my bones and muscles to slowly shift. Feeling like taffy slowly massaged into shape. All I had to do was to tense myself. No one has died using those serums, my uncle has told me, and any side effects could be swiftly dealt with… I hope.

We all had our fair share of changes along the way. Leo felt a hair mat developed around his neck which would become into a mane later on. His arms began to seem hairier while still far from being a full pelt of fur. The steps he took became heavier as his feet shifted, making him stumble once or twice. Behind him, a tail swished lightly behind him. Even though it was still small, no longer than a finger, he prided himself on it, mainly because it was the longest of the group.

“I still don’t know what you’re turning into. Why so much secrecy?” Leo asked Mike as he reached to scratch his arm. His nails had suddenly turned ingrown and the tips were almost jutting out, making what seemed to be an uncomfortable itch. I looked down at my hands. Still human pink nails. Kind of interesting how the serum can affect those as well… would it affect my hair as well?

“Give it a rest, Leo,” Mike snorted. He had changed considerably as well. His nose remodeled itself, getting closer to his mouth and pushing out, becoming dark and moist. We could see hints of black fur beginning to appear around his neck and cheeks. Everything else was pretty generic to pin point, and he hadn’t finished his bars either. His feet had grown and shifted slightly, toes growing longer while his nails were in the process of his hands.

“He’s becoming a mammalian, obviously not hoofed. The nose looks like some rodent or small critter,” Zack, who made a game out of the guessing, suggested. Now, he was very different from my round friend that I came with. He was still chubby and circular in figure, but way taller than before. Standing as tall as Mike, and probably able to surpass Leo. His shirt was now stretching, riding up showing what Leo called “his beer belly”.

“Whatever, I’ll still be able to flatten you when I'm done,” Zack chuckled, scratching his back from the itch.

My own changes weren’t as jarringly obvious as the others, despite not eating the bars. I found myself growing patches of fur on my arms and up my neck. Nothing more than peach fuzz, actually, but the pattern was barely discernible. Zack was the first to point it out when my shifting toes caused me to stumble. Feeling my big toes grow a smaller as the rest grew claws threw me off balance. Not much after, the same thing happened to Leo, only he actually tripped from a misstep. Of course, he didn’t find that as funny.

“They did say tripping during the changes was natural,” Mike reminded.

“It’s really bizarre,” Zack muttered as he moved past the trees, finishing his last bar. “I feel we’re like in some old movie, getting changed before our eyes into something no longer human.”

“We’re still human,” I argued, scratching the back of my neck, where my hair was draping, reaching past it. “My hair is growing? Oh no,” I thought.

“I know, I just meant that we’re going through the impossible,” Zack clarified as he reached to tug his pants up. His belly grew considerably and was covered in brown fur, made me think it would be my fault if Zack ended up extra fat.

“And by Leo’s eagerness, he’s probably excited to get there. He already ate all his bars,” Mike joked. His peach-fuzz had expanded to cover most of his jaw and cheeks dying black. While whiskers started to grow right under his nose as long twitchy hairs.

“Oh shut it. The instructions were to eat them all.” Leo pointed out. I would’ve pointed out that, they told us to eat them as we grew hungry but I didn’t want to stall our progress. His dark blond hair had grown to frame his neck and head, creating a somewhat stylish mane that could’ve earned him the respect of high school. He was standing about ten centimeters taller than before.

We were still on the path, but the landscape changed from rocky gray and green of the hills to leaves and bushes of the closing up forest. The path began to untangle itself became more straightforward with every step. The trek lead us to lead us to some impressive landmarks, looking more and more like a casual open space, it looked more like a reserve or the depths of a park. Benches and tables were around every now and then. I could see a couple of smudged dots were sitting at one of the those in the horizon moving. I wasn’t sure whether they were just couple of old men playing chess or a young couple making out, but that got the attention of Mike and Leo. As I walked more smudges more smudges appeared on their own doings.

Leo was still the most ahead of the change. Really proud of his new body, he couldn’t help but pose and flex, asking us whether the girls would fall for him and how many in such a smug tone, I was almost considering continuing on my own. I tried hard to not look too long, fearing my brain would flip a switch or something and I would find myself drooling for him. It might sound sexist now, but I wasn’t thinking clearly, and those articles I read about the park felt quite real: “Wealthy architect, Johansen, and his family went into the park and got stuck as a horse woman. (It didn’t say, but now I realize it was most likely anthro female) The man spent a week at the park as such, despite the changes and allegedly had a lot of fun before revealing she was now attracted to men. Something that lasted even after the week passed and he was back to being a man. Much to the shock of the family. As a result, the two divorced.”

Around that time, I felt as if I was holding back the transformation for a long time and I knew I would grow tired and wouldn’t be able to hide them anymore. The constant rumbling of the change began to subside and now it was coming in waves. Splashing at first, but I knew that it would increase with each hit until his defenses gave.

After the park came another clearing, this one with a large lake, obviously arranged for people to come over and relax with more tables and benches. A pier by the waters along with some beachside accommodations like showers, reclining chairs and even a water slide.

The place was accompanied with the sight of other anthros having a nice time. I was still seeing the blur move, hearing the giggles and laughs of kids and teens. I couldn’t tell much, my eyes needed the glasses. Squinting, I could see, a couple of anthro girls, a mare and a mouse girl were present nearby, swimming near the pier. The latter was wearing a one piece blue swimsuit while the horse lady wore a teal two piece bikini that seemed to be stretching against the muscles of on her body, which encouraged Leo to try to flirt with them. They ignored him. “Might be because I'm still changing,” he shrugged, muttering himself.

While that happened, I leaned over the edge of the pier, gazing at my reflection on the water’s surface. My eyes twitched, starting to become a bother. Almost felt as if I was trying to force my eyesight, much that I had to rub my eyes. My arms sported the famous rosette pattern of a jaguar. “I have to admit, this looks kind of cool,” I muttered to myself, catching myself. I never had a manly voice, but it seemed more gender neutral than anything. Things were speeding up as I noticed. The hair had grown now, reaching past my neck and shoulders. I couldn’t really imagine how I looked underneath the shirt. “This is turning out bad,” I thought. I would’ve kept on looking at myself when the ripples of Leo’s stone skipping blurred the image.

“Look at that! Eight skips. These lion muscles might be adding an extra pump to my throws,” Leo said “I might wish I took this back school when we’’re back.”

“Obviously, you can’t,” Mike scratched his ear, now rounder and furrier and standing atop his head, twitching lightly.

“It’s a matter of time before people begin to smuggle things outside the park, and I’ll be the first customer” Leo commented. That’s quite of a valid point. “I gotta make a mental note about that,” I wondered, imagining I might bring it up if I see my uncle.

“Guys, mind if I go to the bathroom?,” Zack muttered to us. He looked like an unkempt, really large person, if one missed growing fur and wet black nose. The mare and mouse girls giggled as they paddled nearby.

“Excuse me, ladies, where’s the bathroom?” Mike asked, his face twitching lightly as his skull seemed to pop underneath his skin. Zack shied himself from them and Leo was working his best pose to impress them.

The mare leaned on the edge of the pier, followed by the mouse anthro. Which made me back away. “It’s right over there. See that building next to the food stand?” she said pointing at the building.
“Wait, how come you two aren’t fully changed? Is there something wrong with your serums?” The mouse girl asked.

“No, we just came over through a different door. And we’ve been hiking our way to the resort for the last hour. How did you came in?” Mike said, giving them half a smile.

“On the train, as most of us,” the mare girl said brushing her wet hair away.

“It’s the most common way it seems. I thought it was the only one,” the mouse girl shrugged.

“We like to exercise,” Mike said casually, before heading off and saying bye. Both girls giggled at the answer.

“Thanks,” Zack said, heading over while unwrapping another bar, and Leo him soon after followed.

“Thanks ladies,” Mike said. The two girls nodded. The mouse anthro whispered something to her friend who replied the comment with a small gasp. Then the two giggled.

I was about to head off as well when… “It’s the first time I have seen someone half and half,” the mare girl added in a voice low enough so that I could hear. I froze, my eye twitching from the stress.

Took me a second to steady myself. “W-what? What do you mean?” I asked, feigning ignorance, in a voice that probably betrayed what I tried to pretend.

“I mean, you’re turning into a girl… aren’t you?” cautiously the little mouse girl said “Doesn’t look much like a girl to me,” she told her friend.

“Have you seen her friends? That’s because she isn’t done changing. Is it okay if I say ‘her’?” she asked while i was feeling myself close to panic. Was I so evident as a girl?

“Wait, how did you notice? I’ve been spending the whole walk hoping my friends wouldn’t notice,” I whispered.

“We can tell,” they said at the same time ”So your friends don’t know about it?” Said the mouse girl. I shook my head. “Maybe they haven’t gotten a good look to you.”

“We haven’t seen many transgendered around the park,” her friend added.

That was something I didn’t like to hear. Did transgendered former males acted indistinguishable from the real born women?

“Besides, what do you expect to do once you get to the resort?” The other girl asked. “It’s not like you can get a replacement serum,”

“Well… I’ll solve that once I get there… Is the main resort far?”

“Not much, just about twenty minutes away,” the mare girl nodded as I stood up. “Good luck in whatever you’re trying to do.”

“Thanks… and thanks,” I said, rather awkwardly before heading towards the building the girls pointed earlier just to meet up with they guys.

The building itself seemed like a normal one story edification with three entrances, made out of polished stone in its natural color, just going along with the all natural theme. I stepping over the grass, but by then I was sure that the callous bumps I felt under the soles of my feet were paw pads and, walking on the soil didn’t seem to bother me now as much.

“Tom,” Zack greeted me, standing outside. He had gained some weight, maybe grown a couple of centimeters of height and was looking rather furry as well. I couldn’t be sure. My eyes had began to hurt and blur. “Are you okay?” He asked as I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand.

“Yeah, just had something in my eye,” I insisted, looking around “Where are Leo and Mike?”

“They went into the bathroom to the middle.”

“Okay,” I nodded and moved closer to the facilities. There were three sets of bathrooms signaled: One with the female symbol, one with the words “UNISEX” displayed on a sign and the one on the right with the universal male symbol.

“The unisex one?” I asked.

“Yep,” Zack replied shaking his head.

“Right… I’ll be right back,” I muttered. After the long walk and the anxiety of the change, my bladder was almost full. Since the guys were in the men’s room, I opted by the unisex one.

The guy’s bathroom was empty, dank and somewhat humid. It was fairly lit and the blue marble tiles gave the impression of a clean place. It was the reflective surface that made me shudder, recalling that I’ve been walking barefoot on a public men’s bathroom. It wasn’t a girly reaction, just a gross. I tried to walk around with utmost care. My eyesight was growing worse by the second, becoming blurrier by the second. More than once I stepped on a puddle that I hoped it was water. The next annoyance was the smell. There was the combination of fur, sweat and, even if I dare say, musk of all the males around here that made a rather musky stench. Either I was becoming girly or did my sense of smell was improving for the worse. It smelled a zoo.

I held my breath, moved into the bathroom stall and lowered my pants. I knew what I would expect yet it still surprised. Yet when I looked down, but everything was so blurry I couldn’t see it. Carefully I probed down just to confirm. It was at least half its length.

Taking another deep breath I relieved myself, a thing I could still do standing despite my changing biology. “This is getting out of hand,” I mumbled as I finished and went over to the sink. My head was beginning to pulse, becoming a bad headache, as if my eyes were leather balloons inflating inside me. I looked at the yellow and white thing staring back at me, which I assumed was a mirror. Gritting my teeth I prepared for the worse as the pressure kept building, more and more until…

Something popped. I blinked a couple of times. The pain and pressure was gone and something trickled down my eyes. Was I crying? But my vision cleared itself and I was staring back at myself… or at least I thought. My hair was longer, making me look like the wild pretty boy of a rock band. And I hoped that my friends would think of it that way. My eyes were round and bright, my green irises were now glowing jade before the mirror, something particularly alluring and sexy, if it wasn’t me who sported them. I ran my hand down my cheek, just to make sure the changes were real. So far I had peach fuzz growing around my neck, of white and gold fur with black spots. The oddest thing was that I felt every single hair.

I was marveled. It was as like I had twenty/twenty vision. Was this because of the serum? It had to be. I realized what trickled down my face. Red. As if my changes weren’t enough reason to worry, I might’ve screwed up my change in some hazardous way. The best thing I could do was convincing myself this was a side effect of the serum. “This is getting serious,” I muttered in concern.

Something tingled down my back, when I realized that my shock released my hold of the transformation a bit. My hand wandered to my backside where I felt something dangle. My tail. So far it was around five and ten centimeters long. My ears twitched, standing on top of my head while my fingers bulged slightly as I could feel the sheathed claws in my hands and toes as well.

Looking everywhere to make sure I was alone still, I lifted my shirt as I felt them baggy around my waist but snug around my chest. I was staring at my slim waist of someone physically fit, a woman, to be more specific. My hips were somewhat wider in comparison, and moving up from that my chest seemed slightly puffy and my rough fingertips on them sent shudders of new feelings down my spine.

“This is becoming too much to bear,” I said to myself. “I gotta get to the resort, and fast.”

I washed the blood trail off my face and headed out. Leo, Zack and Mike were already outside, sniffing up the air and commenting about getting some barbecue if we all ended up as carnivores from around the lake. I agreed right away just to get us moving along. It was by sheer luck that no one really paid much attention to me.

As we walked away from the lake, my nose, now more sensitive, picked up the scent of meat on the grill. Something that made my empty stomach twist into knots. I needed to eat, I really did. Scared by the memory of the blood coming, I unwrapped one of the two bars I had with me and ate them just to quench my hunger.

As we left the lake, I noticed Mike covering his nose more often than not. His head was now pushing out into a triangular muzzle as more fur covered the rest of his face. I assumed he was turning into a rat but I didn’t ask, I wanted to stay in focus until I got to the reception.

The path became slightly more enjoyable since my vision improved. But far more unbearable as my resistance to the change, had began to cause cramps. I did my best to keep appearances and it seemed to be working, until one of my testicles pulled into me.

By the time we got to the edge of the forest we gazed over the grounds. In the center of it was a large modern resort, with apparently annexed buildings to house. From what I knew, some of those buildings offered different quality lodgings and services. My parents told me there were restaurants, halls, theaters for various events the park organized and a souvenir shop among others. Beyond it I saw a large field for sports and beyond that (I couldn’t believe how my eyes allowed me to get that far) was a train and a tram station. Behind the hotel itself I could notice a large building looming upwards to the sky. The sand road finished at the edge of the forest. Keeping my secret became harder when I heard the guys begin sniffing the air and catalogue scents. I hoped my scent hadn’t changed that much.

“I think I know what Mike is,” Zack whispered to me as we moved onto grass. My ears twitched at every sound “Look at his hair.”

A streak of white hair appeared on Mike’s head appeared as we walked. First it wasn’t noticeable, but it completed the picture. The white went down the back of his head and down his shirt, and I was sure it went down his back.

Zack’s comment must’ve been loud enough because Leo joined in. “Let me see,” he said looking at Mike, who had unwittingly moved in the front. It took him a couple of seconds of plain staring before realizing. “Hehe, I always knew you were a stinker, pal.” Mike froze halfway. “A skunk? No wonder the bathroom smelled,” Leo laughed. Zack let out a nervous chuckle, whilst I could barely smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” Mike said, stopping to turn and face us. His face had two parallel stripes of white fur running from under his hair to the tip of his nose. I tried not to groan as the progress stopped. “I got a skunk serum,” he shrugged. “but I hoped to be quiet about it until we got to the resort then… well, I don’t know, maybe hope to see what happened then. And the bathroom thing was actually me, I just developed what I think is my scent gland.”

“That stank pal,” Leo laughed. “We’re sleeping in individual rooms, right Tom?” Luckily he didn’t look at me. I cringed as my stomach cramped.

“Whatever you say pal, one of the joys of this tail is I have my own pepper spray,” Mike said, hoping that would shut him up. I could imagine him gritting his teeth at the lion’s comments. “At least this means I can let this flop free and stop trying to delay the change,” he grumbled reaching behind him and pulling something it out, a fluffy tail, about 20 centimeters long with two lines that ran along it.

Leo just laughed more.

The little fun had stopped us and I was just growing impatient. By this stop my cramps persisted becoming an utter annoyance and starting to feel painful and I didn’t how long I would handle it. My tail grew longer in the whole traverse. It was like trying to cap some water tank that was starting to fill past that point. Forcing the changes back was becoming far more difficult.

“Gu-“ I stopped before another sound escaped my mouth. My voice rose another notch. Moderating and correcting I tried speaking again. “Guys, can we hurry?” I said impatiently and walk ahead.

By then I have had it and just went ahead, making haste towards the main building’s lobby “If I can make it to the lobby then maybe I can ask for another serum and hope I am not late,” I thought as I took long strides towards the reception.

They followed me nevertheless, somewhat puzzled. Whether they might’ve seen through my voice, or not. I could still hear Leo’s puns about Mike’s tail and his retorts.

More anthros appeared as we got closer to the main desk. Most were walking in and out, in groups, couples or by themselves. They ranged from cats to dogs, from lions to mice. In the lobby I could see a rhinoceros anthro in the corner of the lobby resting on a chair that looked surprisingly flexible despite the weight. I saw a dog man and a monkey girl walking side-by-side holding hands, her tail coiled around his. I noticed a family that decided to go with a feline theme, the little kids clinging to their parents like cute cats. And everyone was wearing normal clothes, obviously altered to fit their forms. Although those were the only things I could note as I began to take faster steps. I was already feeling the control fading.

Leo was almost done changing by the time we got close to the reception area. His tail dangled down, to his knees, growing a tassel on the tip, while the rest of his body was coated in tawny fur. He stood about ten or twenty centimeters taller than before. His hair had spread all over his head and neck of his shirt, growing somewhat mangy yet short enough to make him look like a somewhat juvenile mane. The serums reflected our age. At least that’s what I assumed. His hands were fully changed, the perfect mix between paws and hands. Large digits with hidden claws he could use, while his feet had shifted, forcing him to adopt a new posture as his heels wouldn’t bend as freely as before. Lastly, his face was still slowly growing and changing to complete it all. Fangs were poking right from under his upper lips, which began to twitch and split, making him look feline enough.

Zack developed a long almost pointy muzzle, filled with long sharp fangs that he’d often show when smiling. He kept on rubbing his nose as it turned moist. Most of him was covered with brown fur, part of him still had patches of pink skin, but the changes would soon complete. He was standing taller than Leo, much to the latter’s dismay, and way wider than any of us. His figure now seemed less round, and a bit more pronounced.

Mike had progress more than before now, I imagine that to some degree, he too was holding back the change. His tail had grown about half a meter and puffed out, displaying a nice feathering of black that made it look like an palm fan. His face had pushed out into a pointy muzzle, reaching what I assumed was its full length. He even seemed to have shrunk just a couple of centimeters or so… Or maybe I grown? It was hard to tell and I wasn’t about to stop and verify. His arms were still in need of more fur, like all of them. The only odd one of the group was me.

My efforts to avoid changing allowed to keep up some human traits. Even if the process couldn’t be stopped, it had considerably slowed my changes. My tail was twenty centimeters long. What were before patches of peach fuzz and mild fur had grown denser but hadn’t spread yet, so I had most of my face, forearms and leg’s still in fluff and some skin. My face cracked and pushed forth slightly, still not at full length, though. My gender was still that of a maimed male. With a member the size of a preteen one ball less, and a puffy chest had the fatty tissue of a breast, not to mention starting to gain sensitivity. I knew I didn’t have much time left.

I moved over to the reception desk with an irregular and increasingly fast pace as my legs cramped, my feet in particular. They were growing longer by the second now. A large round structure behind the desk displayed boxes and photos depicting some of the events, families having fun and such.

Behind the desk stood an anthro husky girl, clad in receptionist formal wear, chatting with an cougar woman (quite literally, since she wasn’t that old), who, much to our surprise, stood stark naked in the middle of the day, stealing the attention of the people. She was young around early to mid twenties, judging by her appearance, with a perky chest and curvy figure and covered from head to toe in sandy fur. Not thin enough to allow us to see her privates but not shaggy enough to make her look unkempt or wooly. She had dark brown hair in a rather short, yet modest haircut. Dangling around her neck was a keycard of some kind.

As I drew closer, I picked up part of their conversation.

“Are you sure there aren’t any straight available ‘M’ to ‘F’ nearby?” the cougar girl said.

“I’m sorry, Tania, but I haven’t had any of those here in a while now. Not even those that came in groups.” said the dog girl, with a high pitched, sweet voice that gave out her happy attitude. Her name tag, which was in the shape of a bone, read “Terri”.

“It’s a pity. I have a couple of clients who want to try the dating program. Normal relationships are easy, I just have a soft spot for those unique cases,” she smiled, before turning to glance at us. “Oh Terri, you have people to attend.”

The dog girl looked at us, her tail wagging “Heya, I see you’re the group that took the trek path. Chris and Jess told me you were coming,” she said eagerly ““I would like you to fill out a couple of surveys regarding it, but that can be done later. Now, if you give me your data cards, I’ll proceed. There’s also a special tour that-““

She paused, finally noticing me, “You haven’t completed your change, haven’t you?” She asked me. “You’re forcing it back?”

I heard Zack gasp, Leo mutter a “Huh?” and Mike ask “What?”

All I could do was bit my lip. Several anthros were staring at me. The cougar anthro was looking at me intently. I felt like curling up into a corner, but I mustered most of my courage and leaned forward, closer to the receptionist.

“Listen, I chose the random option and accidentally got injected with the female serum. I didn’t know the changes included gender. Is it possible if I could get a do over? My uncle is Adrian Malcolm, I can talk to him if you can’t help me with that.“ I spoke as fast as I could feeling so embarrassed but my words were filled with hope, so much that I forgot to fake my voice.

She looked at me with sad eyes, her ears dropped flat against her head “I’m so sorry, but we can’t do that.”

Was about to object, when a massive cramp hit my body and, in particular, my crotch, pained me from talking. I fell to one knee with a groan, making what I didn’t want: a scene.

But, wh-,” I coughed a couple of times, before speaking, in a much softer and sultry voice, as my Adam’s apple shrunk.

She gave me a sympathetic look. “The serum accommodates to the user’s DNA and stabilizes after a couple of days. It is only then when we can apply a second serum. There’s nothing we can do without compromising your health. Again, I’m sorry. But you have to let your changes follow their course. Being a girl isn’t so-,”

“A girl?!” Leo interrupted. “Wait, you’re turning into a gal?!”” He said in surprise, pleasant surprise, judging by his tone. “Oh god, no wonder I smelled something odd next to Mike. Tell me, you did this just to date me, didn’t you?” He snickered, looking at the others and expected them to play along.

I gritted my teeth, only thinking on how much I wanted to punch him. My hands clenched into fists, followed by the growth of claws.

“Do tell. Which of us will Tom date, when that happens?” he said markedly, a tears welling up in my eyes as my cramps got worse and wrenching my insides. Why was I gonna crying? Is it happening already.

I heard someone move closer and Leo was interrupted. I looked up at the anthro cougar as she reached for my arm and pulled me up. My mind was in blank, not sure how to react.

She seemed to be trying to help, the only one being supportive. I was about to thank her until she leaned forward and locked her lips with mine. My eyes widened at this. For a second, I was in bliss, every worry I had within me faded into nothing as my changes completed.

My remaining testicle shot up into my body whilst my member began to… shrink. My chest puffed out further in fur, accentuating the growth of my budding breasts with every breath I took. I recovered my senses taking notice of my scalp tingling as hair grew past my neck and down to my back.

“I have to get out,” I thought in panic.

I backed away from the crazy woman, slipping out from her arms. I didn’t care where, just wanted go away.

I didn’t get too far. It was when I took the third step that I noticed my feet were too long to walk on the soles. It took me five seconds to get the hang of it. That was enough time for Tania to lunge at me, pinning me down to the floor on my back. “This as health matter, you gotta let the change finish before something bad happens,” she said.

Squirmed as much as I could, trying to get her off. I was gonna let the changes run their course but was already getting pissed off, depressed and tired. Everyone else had stopped gossiping and was watching the action, my friends as well. Leo was making sly comments I didn’t pay much attention to. The cougar leaned over to kiss my neck whilst pinning my arms down. I had always a ticklish neck and feeling her whiskers and lips, her soft warm breath, it all gave me goosebumps. It caught me off guard again and my changes continued.

This time, I felt the dreaded moment my member disappeared and from its remains, something completely different, sending a wave of euphoria through my spine and making me arch my back. My tail grew into completion, letting out sickening pops in quick succession. The tingles spread all over my body as my fur grew, growing dense as it should’ve been. My chest had grown, giving me the evident curves that I’ve been trying to prevent, yet I couldn’t do anything about it but feel relief. I tried to fight, but she kept me down. The cramps in my legs ceased as I felt my feet grew to a more animal-like stance, making treading around on the balls of my feet easier. A couple of final pops on my face and I was done changing.

I panted, resting my head on the floor, looking up as the woman got off me. I felt so tired, like I ran to the resort bricks as shoes and gloves. So drained I could barely move my limbs, I wasn’t even sure how to feel.

My gaze wandered around. I saw people in the lobby staring in surprise while my friends were staring after witnessing what could’ve been soft-core porn. Terri gestured at the guests to move along. She then looked at my friends and began to explain. I just stared up, barely paying attention.

“Don’t worry about your friend, that’s Tania and she’s in charge of quality management in the park.” The voice of the husky girl rang in my head.

“If you mind, Terri,” Tania said slipping her keycard on, “I’m gonna take the new girl to Nurse Millie’s clinic lab. And then see if she is willing to join the dating service.” I tried to object to no help.

She moved over and scooped me up placing my arm around her shoulder before carrying me over to who knows where.

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After the scene, Leo, the anthro lion, approached Terri. His face popped, growing into a full mix between a lion and human.

“You mentioned something about a dating service, right?” He said shamelessly as if he hadn’t been gawking at the scene earlier “I would like a hitch.”

“Of course you do,” Terri smiled. “Give me a second, I’ll call the person in charge.” And with that she called over her shoulder. “Sergio! Here’’s someone who needs a match!”

“Wait, wasn’t that girl just now the one in charge of it?” He said looking as the cougar girl retreated with a girl on her back.

“Well, yeah, but she’s busy at the moment with your friend. And she specializes with girls, that is natural girls and men turned girls. You on the other hand get Sergio,” she pointed at the large anthro rhino reading his newspaper fold it and stand up from the cushioned chair, making it creak from his weight as he squeezed his butt free.

The rhino man, Sergio, approached with heavy footsteps that Leo could feel the ground trembling under him. In a deep, baritone voice asked. "Are you the one who needs a match?”

Leo was almost visibly shaking, looking up at the huge hulk. “Um… yeah,” he said meekly, certainly surprised and suddenly intimidated.

The receptionist smiled as the lion got dragged by the arm to who knows where, by the large rhinoceros. “Sometimes it’s worth to gamble, right?” Terri giggled looking at Zack and Mike “Would you like the tour of the park?”

The two anthros nodded shyly still stupefied by their whole hour of experience.

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The Genetic Park: Day 1 part 2

“Hey, Tom, come on out and pick up your bars,” Mike’s voice called me. I grabbed my keycard, that had been ejected from the machine and walked out and, half concerned as I was, stumbled and almost fell.

“Haha, easy there pal. Did the shot made you woozy?” Mike smirked. I heard the sound a vending machine made when it spat out some food. Alongside the wall next to my booth was a small wicker basket with a couple of small bars from the open slot, the calorie bars we needed to gain the extra mass.

“Mike, mind helping me? I got four bars,” Zack said, just outside his booth, using his shirt to carry a bunch of those bars. I picked up one from my basket. It looked like large cereal bars with a plain white wrapper. Behind the, were health details of the bar, but I couldn’t read it nor had the intention to stop and read with the looming change. The only thing I could make out was a little reminder for not littering in the park. “I wonder how they taste?” If I don’t eat them will it slower the change?

“Who knows, they’re probably full of oatmeal and cereals all compressed together. Granola bars?” Zack said as Mike helped him with his load.

Both were still pretty normal looking and behind them I could see Leo checking himself out, using his hand to measure his flexing biceps, trying to find tawny or beige or copper, whatever acceptable lion fur color it was. “Any changes yet?” I asked.

“No. I’m starting to believe that mine was broken, I already ate my four bars.” he said rolling up his shirt and bending over to look for any more signs. Right next to him, on the wicker basket I could see all the wrappings crumpled up.

“The change will take over the course of the next hours. They said to eat them as we grew hungry,” I reminded, looking at myself. No changes so far.

“I was hungry, I didn’t have breakfast to come over here,” Leo said in an unamused tone, giving the sand bellow his feet a small kick.

Our entrance to the park greeted us with tall trees. We stood over a circle of white sand, soft for the feet, which we were glad for. I felt like we were at a beach in the middle of a forest. The circle was edged with stones that formed a path through the forest. I couldn’t see much past the trees still, wherever the road led.

“Shall we get going?” Zack said as he began to unwrap one of his four bars and eat it, twice the size of mine.

“Sure, let’s go,” I said eagerly, taking a step outside of the circle and down the sandy road. Leo, Zack and Mike followed after me.

“Boy, I’m starving,” Zack muttered as he stuffed a bar in.

“Big wow,” Leo said sarcastically.

“I’m sure it’s the serum, I’m beginning to feel hungry now,” Mike said, eating his portion.

“I didn’t get to hear,” Leo said patting both Mike and me. “What did you two get from the random button?”

“I’d rather not tell,” was what I would’ve said at first, but the words came out of Mike instead of me.

“Why? Was it that bad?” Zack asked peeking over.

“No, I just don’t wanna tell,” Mike said, letting out a small laugh to drive up the curiosity for everyone.

“Come on, can’t be that bad,” I said, somehow hoping someone would say the same if they discovered my situation.

“Maybe you’re turning into a chick,” Leo laughed. So much for my hopes. I did remember Mike had gone with the random option, so what would be the odds he had become stuck with a female option? Probably fifty percent.

“Nah, I’m definitely not turning into a chick,” Mike laughed.

“Well, you’re growing fur now,” Zack noted, getting our attention.

“What?” we all asked in surprise. We had actually seen the commercials about it, but seeing people actually changing was surprising, if not shocking. Seeing to believe, they say.

The back of Mike’s hands were growing hairier, small think fur was making its way out his skin, where it once been bare. It was surprising.

“I am growing fur as well,” he said in disbelief, looking down his forearm.

“Oh, what did you got Tom?” Zack asked me.

“Jaguar,” I simply said as a second of hesitation, which they mistook as smugness.

“A jaguar? Not bad. Maybe we can pick up chicks as a pride or something,” Leo smirked, leaning to inspect me closer. “Just not too close,” I thought.

“That kind of explains why your nose is beginning to darken,” I heard Mike said, which got my hands immediately shoot up to it. I hope that wasn’t a girly gesture, I thought, crossing eyes. Indeed it was different, at least in feel. It felt moist as if runny, or moist. And I could feel how my nostrils flared differently.

“You have one as well,” I noted shortly after, immediately luring the attention of the others towards him, much to my small relief. His friend was sporting a moist black nose, one just as big as myself.

“Seriously pal. What are you becoming?” Leo pressed the issue amusedly, idly scratching around his neck, where his black hair was starting to grow. “A monkey?”

“Really? Is that your first guess?” I asked.

“Maybe some canine? Just saying because he doesn’t look feline,” Zack proposed somewhat meekly, coming closer while munching his second bar. That’s when I realized he was taller as well, somewhat more broad shouldered. Bear physique, I guessed.

“A chihuahua, then,” Mike suggested. By that point, it was impossible to tell whether it was intended as a joke or not. I could just face-palm myself, amused. It was then that I looked at the hairs on my arm. They seemed to be shifting color, a brownish yellow, or was it golden orange? They were still small and sparse to know. It was a moment later that I got concerned that the change was still going. Was it because I got distracted by the antics? I had to figure out a way of slowing down the transformation… at least until I get to the medic.

For the next half hour or so, at least I hope so, since none of us had any watches or cell phones at hand to verify things, we walked. Our path took us down the hills and forest, circling and curving in what felt a relaxing trip, or at least meant to be. With my situation, I was rooting for cutting the curves and walking in a straight line, but it was hard to rush the guys without arousing questions.

Strangely enough, we found ourselves with the energy to keep up with the. Zack, who was far from being a sportsman, was able to keep up with a decent stride, eating a bar every twenty minutes or so, barely complaining about getting callous feet, which he usually did at PE. “This things are great. I mean, I feel eager,” he said, taking a bite of the snack.

I kept avoiding eating the energy bars. Pretending to unwrap and take bites as sparsely as possible, even if I was feeling hungry, had to remind myself “Eating one would make me change faster.” Zack and Mike ate theirs regularly, Leo had already finished his bars while I had the two still in my pocket.

Every now and then, the group would make pit stops to check out our changes, see how far we were. Usually it would be Leo stopping us just to ask and not if there were differences among us. All these pauses were beginning to annoy me as it was starting to slow down our pace. I did what I could, to encourage them to keep going, saying that the resort was around the corner and that we could check things better then.

I was so resolved on resisting the change that the trip felt like a great strain. But somehow I thought I figured out how to slow the changes. A tingling coursed my body every now and then, feeling goosebumps that invited my bones and muscles to slowly shift. Feeling like taffy slowly massaged into shape. All I had to do was to tense myself. No one has died using those serums, my uncle has told me, and any side effects could be swiftly dealt with… I hope.

We all had our fair share of changes along the way. Leo felt a hair mat developed around his neck which would become into a mane later on. His arms began to seem hairier while still far from being a full pelt of fur. The steps he took became heavier as his feet shifted, making him stumble once or twice. Behind him, a tail swished lightly behind him. Even though it was still small, no longer than a finger, he prided himself on it, mainly because it was the longest of the group.

“I still don’t know what you’re turning into. Why so much secrecy?” Leo asked Mike as he reached to scratch his arm. His nails had suddenly turned ingrown and the tips were almost jutting out, making what seemed to be an uncomfortable itch. I looked down at my hands. Still human pink nails. Kind of interesting how the serum can affect those as well… would it affect my hair as well?

“Give it a rest, Leo,” Mike snorted. He had changed considerably as well. His nose remodeled itself, getting closer to his mouth and pushing out, becoming dark and moist. We could see hints of black fur beginning to appear around his neck and cheeks. Everything else was pretty generic to pin point, and he hadn’t finished his bars either. His feet had grown and shifted slightly, toes growing longer while his nails were in the process of his hands.

“He’s becoming a mammalian, obviously not hoofed. The nose looks like some rodent or small critter,” Zack, who made a game out of the guessing, suggested. Now, he was very different from my round friend that I came with. He was still chubby and circular in figure, but way taller than before. Standing as tall as Mike, and probably able to surpass Leo. His shirt was now stretching, riding up showing what Leo called “his beer belly”.

“Whatever, I’ll still be able to flatten you when I'm done,” Zack chuckled, scratching his back from the itch.

My own changes weren’t as jarringly obvious as the others, despite not eating the bars. I found myself growing patches of fur on my arms and up my neck. Nothing more than peach fuzz, actually, but the pattern was barely discernible. Zack was the first to point it out when my shifting toes caused me to stumble. Feeling my big toes grow a smaller as the rest grew claws threw me off balance. Not much after, the same thing happened to Leo, only he actually tripped from a misstep. Of course, he didn’t find that as funny.

“They did say tripping during the changes was natural,” Mike reminded.

“It’s really bizarre,” Zack muttered as he moved past the trees, finishing his last bar. “I feel we’re like in some old movie, getting changed before our eyes into something no longer human.”

“We’re still human,” I argued, scratching the back of my neck, where my hair was draping, reaching past it. “My hair is growing? Oh no,” I thought.

“I know, I just meant that we’re going through the impossible,” Zack clarified as he reached to tug his pants up. His belly grew considerably and was covered in brown fur, made me think it would be my fault if Zack ended up extra fat.

“And by Leo’s eagerness, he’s probably excited to get there. He already ate all his bars,” Mike joked. His peach-fuzz had expanded to cover most of his jaw and cheeks dying black. While whiskers started to grow right under his nose as long twitchy hairs.

“Oh shut it. The instructions were to eat them all.” Leo pointed out. I would’ve pointed out that, they told us to eat them as we grew hungry but I didn’t want to stall our progress. His dark blond hair had grown to frame his neck and head, creating a somewhat stylish mane that could’ve earned him the respect of high school. He was standing about ten centimeters taller than before.

We were still on the path, but the landscape changed from rocky gray and green of the hills to leaves and bushes of the closing up forest. The path began to untangle itself became more straightforward with every step. The trek lead us to lead us to some impressive landmarks, looking more and more like a casual open space, it looked more like a reserve or the depths of a park. Benches and tables were around every now and then. I could see a couple of smudged dots were sitting at one of the those in the horizon moving. I wasn’t sure whether they were just couple of old men playing chess or a young couple making out, but that got the attention of Mike and Leo. As I walked more smudges more smudges appeared on their own doings.

Leo was still the most ahead of the change. Really proud of his new body, he couldn’t help but pose and flex, asking us whether the girls would fall for him and how many in such a smug tone, I was almost considering continuing on my own. I tried hard to not look too long, fearing my brain would flip a switch or something and I would find myself drooling for him. It might sound sexist now, but I wasn’t thinking clearly, and those articles I read about the park felt quite real: “Wealthy architect, Johansen, and his family went into the park and got stuck as a horse woman. (It didn’t say, but now I realize it was most likely anthro female) The man spent a week at the park as such, despite the changes and allegedly had a lot of fun before revealing she was now attracted to men. Something that lasted even after the week passed and he was back to being a man. Much to the shock of the family. As a result, the two divorced.”

Around that time, I felt as if I was holding back the transformation for a long time and I knew I would grow tired and wouldn’t be able to hide them anymore. The constant rumbling of the change began to subside and now it was coming in waves. Splashing at first, but I knew that it would increase with each hit until his defenses gave.

After the park came another clearing, this one with a large lake, obviously arranged for people to come over and relax with more tables and benches. A pier by the waters along with some beachside accommodations like showers, reclining chairs and even a water slide.

The place was accompanied with the sight of other anthros having a nice time. I was still seeing the blur move, hearing the giggles and laughs of kids and teens. I couldn’t tell much, my eyes needed the glasses. Squinting, I could see, a couple of anthro girls, a mare and a mouse girl were present nearby, swimming near the pier. The latter was wearing a one piece blue swimsuit while the horse lady wore a teal two piece bikini that seemed to be stretching against the muscles of on her body, which encouraged Leo to try to flirt with them. They ignored him. “Might be because I'm still changing,” he shrugged, muttering himself.

While that happened, I leaned over the edge of the pier, gazing at my reflection on the water’s surface. My eyes twitched, starting to become a bother. Almost felt as if I was trying to force my eyesight, much that I had to rub my eyes. My arms sported the famous rosette pattern of a jaguar. “I have to admit, this looks kind of cool,” I muttered to myself, catching myself. I never had a manly voice, but it seemed more gender neutral than anything. Things were speeding up as I noticed. The hair had grown now, reaching past my neck and shoulders. I couldn’t really imagine how I looked underneath the shirt. “This is turning out bad,” I thought. I would’ve kept on looking at myself when the ripples of Leo’s stone skipping blurred the image.

“Look at that! Eight skips. These lion muscles might be adding an extra pump to my throws,” Leo said “I might wish I took this back school when we’’re back.”

“Obviously, you can’t,” Mike scratched his ear, now rounder and furrier and standing atop his head, twitching lightly.

“It’s a matter of time before people begin to smuggle things outside the park, and I’ll be the first customer” Leo commented. That’s quite of a valid point. “I gotta make a mental note about that,” I wondered, imagining I might bring it up if I see my uncle.

“Guys, mind if I go to the bathroom?,” Zack muttered to us. He looked like an unkempt, really large person, if one missed growing fur and wet black nose. The mare and mouse girls giggled as they paddled nearby.

“Excuse me, ladies, where’s the bathroom?” Mike asked, his face twitching lightly as his skull seemed to pop underneath his skin. Zack shied himself from them and Leo was working his best pose to impress them.

The mare leaned on the edge of the pier, followed by the mouse anthro. Which made me back away. “It’s right over there. See that building next to the food stand?” she said pointing at the building.
“Wait, how come you two aren’t fully changed? Is there something wrong with your serums?” The mouse girl asked.

“No, we just came over through a different door. And we’ve been hiking our way to the resort for the last hour. How did you came in?” Mike said, giving them half a smile.

“On the train, as most of us,” the mare girl said brushing her wet hair away.

“It’s the most common way it seems. I thought it was the only one,” the mouse girl shrugged.

“We like to exercise,” Mike said casually, before heading off and saying bye. Both girls giggled at the answer.

“Thanks,” Zack said, heading over while unwrapping another bar, and Leo him soon after followed.

“Thanks ladies,” Mike said. The two girls nodded. The mouse anthro whispered something to her friend who replied the comment with a small gasp. Then the two giggled.

I was about to head off as well when… “It’s the first time I have seen someone half and half,” the mare girl added in a voice low enough so that I could hear. I froze, my eye twitching from the stress.

Took me a second to steady myself. “W-what? What do you mean?” I asked, feigning ignorance, in a voice that probably betrayed what I tried to pretend.

“I mean, you’re turning into a girl… aren’t you?” cautiously the little mouse girl said “Doesn’t look much like a girl to me,” she told her friend.

“Have you seen her friends? That’s because she isn’t done changing. Is it okay if I say ‘her’?” she asked while i was feeling myself close to panic. Was I so evident as a girl?

“Wait, how did you notice? I’ve been spending the whole walk hoping my friends wouldn’t notice,” I whispered.

“We can tell,” they said at the same time ”So your friends don’t know about it?” Said the mouse girl. I shook my head. “Maybe they haven’t gotten a good look to you.”

“We haven’t seen many transgendered around the park,” her friend added.

That was something I didn’t like to hear. Did transgendered former males acted indistinguishable from the real born women?

“Besides, what do you expect to do once you get to the resort?” The other girl asked. “It’s not like you can get a replacement serum,”

“Well… I’ll solve that once I get there… Is the main resort far?”

“Not much, just about twenty minutes away,” the mare girl nodded as I stood up. “Good luck in whatever you’re trying to do.”

“Thanks… and thanks,” I said, rather awkwardly before heading towards the building the girls pointed earlier just to meet up with they guys.

The building itself seemed like a normal one story edification with three entrances, made out of polished stone in its natural color, just going along with the all natural theme. I stepping over the grass, but by then I was sure that the callous bumps I felt under the soles of my feet were paw pads and, walking on the soil didn’t seem to bother me now as much.

“Tom,” Zack greeted me, standing outside. He had gained some weight, maybe grown a couple of centimeters of height and was looking rather furry as well. I couldn’t be sure. My eyes had began to hurt and blur. “Are you okay?” He asked as I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand.

“Yeah, just had something in my eye,” I insisted, looking around “Where are Leo and Mike?”

“They went into the bathroom to the middle.”

“Okay,” I nodded and moved closer to the facilities. There were three sets of bathrooms signaled: One with the female symbol, one with the words “UNISEX” displayed on a sign and the one on the right with the universal male symbol.

“The unisex one?” I asked.

“Yep,” Zack replied shaking his head.

“Right… I’ll be right back,” I muttered. After the long walk and the anxiety of the change, my bladder was almost full. Since the guys were in the men’s room, I opted by the unisex one.

The guy’s bathroom was empty, dank and somewhat humid. It was fairly lit and the blue marble tiles gave the impression of a clean place. It was the reflective surface that made me shudder, recalling that I’ve been walking barefoot on a public men’s bathroom. It wasn’t a girly reaction, just a gross. I tried to walk around with utmost care. My eyesight was growing worse by the second, becoming blurrier by the second. More than once I stepped on a puddle that I hoped it was water. The next annoyance was the smell. There was the combination of fur, sweat and, even if I dare say, musk of all the males around here that made a rather musky stench. Either I was becoming girly or did my sense of smell was improving for the worse. It smelled a zoo.

I held my breath, moved into the bathroom stall and lowered my pants. I knew what I would expect yet it still surprised. Yet when I looked down, but everything was so blurry I couldn’t see it. Carefully I probed down just to confirm. It was at least half its length.

Taking another deep breath I relieved myself, a thing I could still do standing despite my changing biology. “This is getting out of hand,” I mumbled as I finished and went over to the sink. My head was beginning to pulse, becoming a bad headache, as if my eyes were leather balloons inflating inside me. I looked at the yellow and white thing staring back at me, which I assumed was a mirror. Gritting my teeth I prepared for the worse as the pressure kept building, more and more until…

Something popped. I blinked a couple of times. The pain and pressure was gone and something trickled down my eyes. Was I crying? But my vision cleared itself and I was staring back at myself… or at least I thought. My hair was longer, making me look like the wild pretty boy of a rock band. And I hoped that my friends would think of it that way. My eyes were round and bright, my green irises were now glowing jade before the mirror, something particularly alluring and sexy, if it wasn’t me who sported them. I ran my hand down my cheek, just to make sure the changes were real. So far I had peach fuzz growing around my neck, of white and gold fur with black spots. The oddest thing was that I felt every single hair.

I was marveled. It was as like I had twenty/twenty vision. Was this because of the serum? It had to be. I realized what trickled down my face. Red. As if my changes weren’t enough reason to worry, I might’ve screwed up my change in some hazardous way. The best thing I could do was convincing myself this was a side effect of the serum. “This is getting serious,” I muttered in concern.

Something tingled down my back, when I realized that my shock released my hold of the transformation a bit. My hand wandered to my backside where I felt something dangle. My tail. So far it was around five and ten centimeters long. My ears twitched, standing on top of my head while my fingers bulged slightly as I could feel the sheathed claws in my hands and toes as well.

Looking everywhere to make sure I was alone still, I lifted my shirt as I felt them baggy around my waist but snug around my chest. I was staring at my slim waist of someone physically fit, a woman, to be more specific. My hips were somewhat wider in comparison, and moving up from that my chest seemed slightly puffy and my rough fingertips on them sent shudders of new feelings down my spine.

“This is becoming too much to bear,” I said to myself. “I gotta get to the resort, and fast.”

I washed the blood trail off my face and headed out. Leo, Zack and Mike were already outside, sniffing up the air and commenting about getting some barbecue if we all ended up as carnivores from around the lake. I agreed right away just to get us moving along. It was by sheer luck that no one really paid much attention to me.

As we walked away from the lake, my nose, now more sensitive, picked up the scent of meat on the grill. Something that made my empty stomach twist into knots. I needed to eat, I really did. Scared by the memory of the blood coming, I unwrapped one of the two bars I had with me and ate them just to quench my hunger.

As we left the lake, I noticed Mike covering his nose more often than not. His head was now pushing out into a triangular muzzle as more fur covered the rest of his face. I assumed he was turning into a rat but I didn’t ask, I wanted to stay in focus until I got to the reception.

The path became slightly more enjoyable since my vision improved. But far more unbearable as my resistance to the change, had began to cause cramps. I did my best to keep appearances and it seemed to be working, until one of my testicles pulled into me.

By the time we got to the edge of the forest we gazed over the grounds. In the center of it was a large modern resort, with apparently annexed buildings to house. From what I knew, some of those buildings offered different quality lodgings and services. My parents told me there were restaurants, halls, theaters for various events the park organized and a souvenir shop among others. Beyond it I saw a large field for sports and beyond that (I couldn’t believe how my eyes allowed me to get that far) was a train and a tram station. Behind the hotel itself I could notice a large building looming upwards to the sky. The sand road finished at the edge of the forest. Keeping my secret became harder when I heard the guys begin sniffing the air and catalogue scents. I hoped my scent hadn’t changed that much.

“I think I know what Mike is,” Zack whispered to me as we moved onto grass. My ears twitched at every sound “Look at his hair.”

A streak of white hair appeared on Mike’s head appeared as we walked. First it wasn’t noticeable, but it completed the picture. The white went down the back of his head and down his shirt, and I was sure it went down his back.

Zack’s comment must’ve been loud enough because Leo joined in. “Let me see,” he said looking at Mike, who had unwittingly moved in the front. It took him a couple of seconds of plain staring before realizing. “Hehe, I always knew you were a stinker, pal.” Mike froze halfway. “A skunk? No wonder the bathroom smelled,” Leo laughed. Zack let out a nervous chuckle, whilst I could barely smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” Mike said, stopping to turn and face us. His face had two parallel stripes of white fur running from under his hair to the tip of his nose. I tried not to groan as the progress stopped. “I got a skunk serum,” he shrugged. “but I hoped to be quiet about it until we got to the resort then… well, I don’t know, maybe hope to see what happened then. And the bathroom thing was actually me, I just developed what I think is my scent gland.”

“That stank pal,” Leo laughed. “We’re sleeping in individual rooms, right Tom?” Luckily he didn’t look at me. I cringed as my stomach cramped.

“Whatever you say pal, one of the joys of this tail is I have my own pepper spray,” Mike said, hoping that would shut him up. I could imagine him gritting his teeth at the lion’s comments. “At least this means I can let this flop free and stop trying to delay the change,” he grumbled reaching behind him and pulling something it out, a fluffy tail, about 20 centimeters long with two lines that ran along it.

Leo just laughed more.

The little fun had stopped us and I was just growing impatient. By this stop my cramps persisted becoming an utter annoyance and starting to feel painful and I didn’t how long I would handle it. My tail grew longer in the whole traverse. It was like trying to cap some water tank that was starting to fill past that point. Forcing the changes back was becoming far more difficult.

“Gu-“ I stopped before another sound escaped my mouth. My voice rose another notch. Moderating and correcting I tried speaking again. “Guys, can we hurry?” I said impatiently and walk ahead.

By then I have had it and just went ahead, making haste towards the main building’s lobby “If I can make it to the lobby then maybe I can ask for another serum and hope I am not late,” I thought as I took long strides towards the reception.

They followed me nevertheless, somewhat puzzled. Whether they might’ve seen through my voice, or not. I could still hear Leo’s puns about Mike’s tail and his retorts.

More anthros appeared as we got closer to the main desk. Most were walking in and out, in groups, couples or by themselves. They ranged from cats to dogs, from lions to mice. In the lobby I could see a rhinoceros anthro in the corner of the lobby resting on a chair that looked surprisingly flexible despite the weight. I saw a dog man and a monkey girl walking side-by-side holding hands, her tail coiled around his. I noticed a family that decided to go with a feline theme, the little kids clinging to their parents like cute cats. And everyone was wearing normal clothes, obviously altered to fit their forms. Although those were the only things I could note as I began to take faster steps. I was already feeling the control fading.

Leo was almost done changing by the time we got close to the reception area. His tail dangled down, to his knees, growing a tassel on the tip, while the rest of his body was coated in tawny fur. He stood about ten or twenty centimeters taller than before. His hair had spread all over his head and neck of his shirt, growing somewhat mangy yet short enough to make him look like a somewhat juvenile mane. The serums reflected our age. At least that’s what I assumed. His hands were fully changed, the perfect mix between paws and hands. Large digits with hidden claws he could use, while his feet had shifted, forcing him to adopt a new posture as his heels wouldn’t bend as freely as before. Lastly, his face was still slowly growing and changing to complete it all. Fangs were poking right from under his upper lips, which began to twitch and split, making him look feline enough.

Zack developed a long almost pointy muzzle, filled with long sharp fangs that he’d often show when smiling. He kept on rubbing his nose as it turned moist. Most of him was covered with brown fur, part of him still had patches of pink skin, but the changes would soon complete. He was standing taller than Leo, much to the latter’s dismay, and way wider than any of us. His figure now seemed less round, and a bit more pronounced.

Mike had progress more than before now, I imagine that to some degree, he too was holding back the change. His tail had grown about half a meter and puffed out, displaying a nice feathering of black that made it look like an palm fan. His face had pushed out into a pointy muzzle, reaching what I assumed was its full length. He even seemed to have shrunk just a couple of centimeters or so… Or maybe I grown? It was hard to tell and I wasn’t about to stop and verify. His arms were still in need of more fur, like all of them. The only odd one of the group was me.

My efforts to avoid changing allowed to keep up some human traits. Even if the process couldn’t be stopped, it had considerably slowed my changes. My tail was twenty centimeters long. What were before patches of peach fuzz and mild fur had grown denser but hadn’t spread yet, so I had most of my face, forearms and leg’s still in fluff and some skin. My face cracked and pushed forth slightly, still not at full length, though. My gender was still that of a maimed male. With a member the size of a preteen one ball less, and a puffy chest had the fatty tissue of a breast, not to mention starting to gain sensitivity. I knew I didn’t have much time left.

I moved over to the reception desk with an irregular and increasingly fast pace as my legs cramped, my feet in particular. They were growing longer by the second now. A large round structure behind the desk displayed boxes and photos depicting some of the events, families having fun and such.

Behind the desk stood an anthro husky girl, clad in receptionist formal wear, chatting with an cougar woman (quite literally, since she wasn’t that old), who, much to our surprise, stood stark naked in the middle of the day, stealing the attention of the people. She was young around early to mid twenties, judging by her appearance, with a perky chest and curvy figure and covered from head to toe in sandy fur. Not thin enough to allow us to see her privates but not shaggy enough to make her look unkempt or wooly. She had dark brown hair in a rather short, yet modest haircut. Dangling around her neck was a keycard of some kind.

As I drew closer, I picked up part of their conversation.

“Are you sure there aren’t any straight available ‘M’ to ‘F’ nearby?” the cougar girl said.

“I’m sorry, Tania, but I haven’t had any of those here in a while now. Not even those that came in groups.” said the dog girl, with a high pitched, sweet voice that gave out her happy attitude. Her name tag, which was in the shape of a bone, read “Terri”.

“It’s a pity. I have a couple of clients who want to try the dating program. Normal relationships are easy, I just have a soft spot for those unique cases,” she smiled, before turning to glance at us. “Oh Terri, you have people to attend.”

The dog girl looked at us, her tail wagging “Heya, I see you’re the group that took the trek path. Chris and Jess told me you were coming,” she said eagerly ““I would like you to fill out a couple of surveys regarding it, but that can be done later. Now, if you give me your data cards, I’ll proceed. There’s also a special tour that-““

She paused, finally noticing me, “You haven’t completed your change, haven’t you?” She asked me. “You’re forcing it back?”

I heard Zack gasp, Leo mutter a “Huh?” and Mike ask “What?”

All I could do was bit my lip. Several anthros were staring at me. The cougar anthro was looking at me intently. I felt like curling up into a corner, but I mustered most of my courage and leaned forward, closer to the receptionist.

“Listen, I chose the random option and accidentally got injected with the female serum. I didn’t know the changes included gender. Is it possible if I could get a do over? My uncle is Adrian Malcolm, I can talk to him if you can’t help me with that.“ I spoke as fast as I could feeling so embarrassed but my words were filled with hope, so much that I forgot to fake my voice.

She looked at me with sad eyes, her ears dropped flat against her head “I’m so sorry, but we can’t do that.”

Was about to object, when a massive cramp hit my body and, in particular, my crotch, pained me from talking. I fell to one knee with a groan, making what I didn’t want: a scene.

But, wh-,” I coughed a couple of times, before speaking, in a much softer and sultry voice, as my Adam’s apple shrunk.

She gave me a sympathetic look. “The serum accommodates to the user’s DNA and stabilizes after a couple of days. It is only then when we can apply a second serum. There’s nothing we can do without compromising your health. Again, I’m sorry. But you have to let your changes follow their course. Being a girl isn’t so-,”

“A girl?!” Leo interrupted. “Wait, you’re turning into a gal?!”” He said in surprise, pleasant surprise, judging by his tone. “Oh god, no wonder I smelled something odd next to Mike. Tell me, you did this just to date me, didn’t you?” He snickered, looking at the others and expected them to play along.

I gritted my teeth, only thinking on how much I wanted to punch him. My hands clenched into fists, followed by the growth of claws.

“Do tell. Which of us will Tom date, when that happens?” he said markedly, a tears welling up in my eyes as my cramps got worse and wrenching my insides. Why was I gonna crying? Is it happening already.

I heard someone move closer and Leo was interrupted. I looked up at the anthro cougar as she reached for my arm and pulled me up. My mind was in blank, not sure how to react.

She seemed to be trying to help, the only one being supportive. I was about to thank her until she leaned forward and locked her lips with mine. My eyes widened at this. For a second, I was in bliss, every worry I had within me faded into nothing as my changes completed.

My remaining testicle shot up into my body whilst my member began to… shrink. My chest puffed out further in fur, accentuating the growth of my budding breasts with every breath I took. I recovered my senses taking notice of my scalp tingling as hair grew past my neck and down to my back.

“I have to get out,” I thought in panic.

I backed away from the crazy woman, slipping out from her arms. I didn’t care where, just wanted go away.

I didn’t get too far. It was when I took the third step that I noticed my feet were too long to walk on the soles. It took me five seconds to get the hang of it. That was enough time for Tania to lunge at me, pinning me down to the floor on my back. “This as health matter, you gotta let the change finish before something bad happens,” she said.

Squirmed as much as I could, trying to get her off. I was gonna let the changes run their course but was already getting pissed off, depressed and tired. Everyone else had stopped gossiping and was watching the action, my friends as well. Leo was making sly comments I didn’t pay much attention to. The cougar leaned over to kiss my neck whilst pinning my arms down. I had always a ticklish neck and feeling her whiskers and lips, her soft warm breath, it all gave me goosebumps. It caught me off guard again and my changes continued.

This time, I felt the dreaded moment my member disappeared and from its remains, something completely different, sending a wave of euphoria through my spine and making me arch my back. My tail grew into completion, letting out sickening pops in quick succession. The tingles spread all over my body as my fur grew, growing dense as it should’ve been. My chest had grown, giving me the evident curves that I’ve been trying to prevent, yet I couldn’t do anything about it but feel relief. I tried to fight, but she kept me down. The cramps in my legs ceased as I felt my feet grew to a more animal-like stance, making treading around on the balls of my feet easier. A couple of final pops on my face and I was done changing.

I panted, resting my head on the floor, looking up as the woman got off me. I felt so tired, like I ran to the resort bricks as shoes and gloves. So drained I could barely move my limbs, I wasn’t even sure how to feel.

My gaze wandered around. I saw people in the lobby staring in surprise while my friends were staring after witnessing what could’ve been soft-core porn. Terri gestured at the guests to move along. She then looked at my friends and began to explain. I just stared up, barely paying attention.

“Don’t worry about your friend, that’s Tania and she’s in charge of quality management in the park.” The voice of the husky girl rang in my head.

“If you mind, Terri,” Tania said slipping her keycard on, “I’m gonna take the new girl to Nurse Millie’s clinic lab. And then see if she is willing to join the dating service.” I tried to object to no help.

She moved over and scooped me up placing my arm around her shoulder before carrying me over to who knows where.

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After the scene, Leo, the anthro lion, approached Terri. His face popped, growing into a full mix between a lion and human.

“You mentioned something about a dating service, right?” He said shamelessly as if he hadn’t been gawking at the scene earlier “I would like a hitch.”

“Of course you do,” Terri smiled. “Give me a second, I’ll call the person in charge.” And with that she called over her shoulder. “Sergio! Here’’s someone who needs a match!”

“Wait, wasn’t that girl just now the one in charge of it?” He said looking as the cougar girl retreated with a girl on her back.

“Well, yeah, but she’s busy at the moment with your friend. And she specializes with girls, that is natural girls and men turned girls. You on the other hand get Sergio,” she pointed at the large anthro rhino reading his newspaper fold it and stand up from the cushioned chair, making it creak from his weight as he squeezed his butt free.

The rhino man, Sergio, approached with heavy footsteps that Leo could feel the ground trembling under him. In a deep, baritone voice asked. "Are you the one who needs a match?”

Leo was almost visibly shaking, looking up at the huge hulk. “Um… yeah,” he said meekly, certainly surprised and suddenly intimidated.

The receptionist smiled as the lion got dragged by the arm to who knows where, by the large rhinoceros. “Sometimes it’s worth to gamble, right?” Terri giggled looking at Zack and Mike “Would you like the tour of the park?”

The two anthros nodded shyly still stupefied by their whole hour of experience.