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Description
The Town is an anthology TF series that takes place in a single town, on a single day, with rather loose connections between stories. The Town is not numbered, nonlinear, and can be read in any order. If you would like a transformation to be in The Town, feel free to make a comment or note.

The TownWishful ThinkingTF Rating: Weirder 3/4
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2:00 PM

Nat. Average average Nat. The young, brown haired man pushed his square glasses up so as to better see the clients of the gym that employed him. He envied their determination and strength, particularly a burly, bearded man he saw at the barbel set. The skinny worker thought so long and hard about his wish for a strong body that he didn't realize his shift had ended until around five minutes after the fact. After his eyes darted to the clock, he sighed and stalked off to the employee locker room, reemerging a few moments later in a pair of sneakers, a wristband around his left arm, some blue jeans held up by a belt, and a plain, gray tee shirt covering his torso.

After exiting through the dual, glass doors of the massive gym, he turned and started the short walk towards his home, cocking his head to the left when he saw a moving van with two men emerging from it, hauling a cupboard that looked like it could fit enough clothes for a family of four.

"I might not be strong like those people, but maybe I can change myself in other ways?" He thought as he neared his destination. "My flat is pretty unorganized..."

He thought this as he climbed the doorsteps of his small home. His place was a bit of a wreck, maybe he should put that label maker to use? Nat pushed the door open and looked about the living room that served as a front hall, there sat a stained, white couch with a coffee table in front of it that was littered with food boxes and cans. Time to get to work.

Two hours later, and Nat was doing the finishing touches on cleaning up his home, carrying a box of various items to a closet.

"Damn, wish I was strong like those movers and gym bros. Heh, might as well complete the package and make myself all manly too."

After setting the stuff down in the empty space, Nat lifted his head up to examine the rest of the closet. Resting on a small shelf was a circular box he couldn't recall leaving there.

"Huh? What's this?" He said under his breath as he grabbed the small package with his left hand and lifted off the lid with his right.

The light was too dim in the closet to make out the box's contents, so Nat stepped back into his living room to get a closer look. Inside was a small, golden figure head that when removed, appeared to be that of a rhinoceros. Nat swiveled his head to stare back at the closet, not noticing a quick, faint glow emerge from the bust. Nat turned his head back to the statue, setting it on the coffee table and deciding it made a fine decoration.

"All done. Time to reward myself." Nat said as he flopped onto his couch and lifted his TV remote.

As Nat browsed through a selection of digital download movies, he had a hard time noticing what was happening to his body. He only dully acknowledged the gradual widening of his torso and hips which had begun to rub up against his shirt and pants. His chest also swelled up in the pectoral area, but only enough to make the t shirt completely snug. Nat only scratched at his stomach when his abdominals began to show, creating a fine six pack that Nat was unaware of, due to the rather engrossing tale the movie he selected was telling keeping his attention. As time went on and his legs had begun to thicken, Nat finally began to notice the improprieties he faced.

"Why are these pants so tight all of a sudden?" Nat asked as he turned off the tv. Nat scratched at the white, wooled wristband he always wore around his left arm, quickly noticing a surplus of muscle in said arm.

"What the hell?"

Slowly, Nat stood up and looked himself over, wincing at the feeling of his shoes painfully hugging his feet. Nat lifted his hand to his face and looked it over, quickly noticing it was looking positively muscular, along with the rest of his arms.

"Whoa!" Nat yelled in surprise as he swiveled on his feet and bolted towards the bathroom. Barging in, he could see his full form from the waist up in front of the mirror after flicking the light on. His arms had indeed grown, and he lifted his shirt to find he was now sporting a defined, bumpy six pack. "Damn..." he said before noticing the skin on his arms and stomach had begun to bundle up together, causing it to sag and lose its white color, darkening to a light gray.

"What the-" He began as his clothes began to feel like vice grips against his body as his hips and legs began to replace all fat with muscle, pressing against his pants. His torso muscles began to push out like bubbles, rubbing against his shirt. He looked down to better see his skin, which was still looking oddly gray and wrinkled, yet still ripe with muscle. He groaned as a wave of discomfort run through his feet which felt like they were turning circular and enormous inside his plain sneakers and socks. After backing out of the bathroom in shock, he ended up tripping over his carpet, falling atop the coffee table with a loud crash as the legs supporting it snapped into two. From his back, he felt his socks being pushed to their limits against his feet and his shoes finally break as his feet continued to expand while simultaneously rounding out, his toes merging with the rest of them.

"Gah!" He screamed as his shirt began to scream as a result of its string shredding from his continuous muscle gain, and the wristband binding his arm finally snapped, allowing for feeling to return to his left hand.

With all else that was happening, Nat hadn't noticed that his head had been covered in the saggy, gray skin, making him almost look like a shriveled corpse, but he was able to feel the tingling sensation of thousands of arm and leg hairs growing to be about an inch long. After their growth, they gained a dark, black complexion, causing them to be one of the more noticeable features of the sizely beast Nat was becoming. Nat's shorts and belt, which were almost cutting off the blood flow of his waist and thighs, were beginning to give way to the change. The shorts were only covering about a sixth of Nat's massive legs, a stark contrast from before as they had gone down to his knees earlier.

Nat sighed in relief as the accessories that were containing his groin area (save for the baggy boxers) popped off at last, a button shooting into a wall. Nate could now clearly see his round legs and feet in all their strong and wrinkled glory.

"Wait, my legs look like-" He started before he felt something push against what remained of his tee-shirt at the back. Nat gripped the remaining rags covering his top half and tore them from his body with surprising ease. After that was done, a rope-like tail pushed from the back of his waist, slapping the ground with its small tuft of hair at the end.

"I'm becoming a rhino!" Nat pushed up again and ran back to the bathroom, having to duck under his seven-foot doorframe. He took a gander at his face and saw that his ears had already become floppy and rounded. That was just the beginning of the end, as shown by the fact that his face began to elongate, two growths pushing out from the empty space that had materialized upon it due to its new size. His nostrils spread sideways, his nose disappearing into his face as the growths pushed his skin away and revealed themselves. Nat watched in awe as two, white horns about the size of anthills sprung into place. His transformation finished off with some new facial hair at the chin area, a black beard rapidly making its bushy self known upon it by growing outward in long, curled patches.

Nat stared himself in the face for a time, trying to take in the recent events and accept the outcome. Once he was done, he raised his right arm so that he could see it completely in the mirror, then flexed his muscles with all his might. They bulged like bubbles in boiling water, but still remained coated with wrinkled skin. Upon looking to his six pack Nat lowered his arm, realizing he was nearly nude. He turned to leave the bathroom, ducking under the doorframe that now stood at eye level with him. He turned and looked to a coat rack he had hung up earlier and left a dark gray jacket upon. Taking it between his massive fingers, he held it up only to realize it was about the length of his forearm and definitely wouldn't fit. Nat hung up the coat hanger, noticing it was now below his chest and his head was nearly brushing the ceiling.

"I'm gonna need a new wardrobe... and a bigger place... and food." Nat said in a newfound deeper voice.

Description
The Town is an anthology TF series that takes place in a single town, on a single day, with rather loose connections between stories. The Town is not numbered, nonlinear, and can be read in any order. If you would like a transformation to be in The Town, feel free to make a comment or note.

The TownWishful ThinkingTF Rating: Weirder 3/4
__________________________________________________________________________

2:00 PM

Nat. Average average Nat. The young, brown haired man pushed his square glasses up so as to better see the clients of the gym that employed him. He envied their determination and strength, particularly a burly, bearded man he saw at the barbel set. The skinny worker thought so long and hard about his wish for a strong body that he didn't realize his shift had ended until around five minutes after the fact. After his eyes darted to the clock, he sighed and stalked off to the employee locker room, reemerging a few moments later in a pair of sneakers, a wristband around his left arm, some blue jeans held up by a belt, and a plain, gray tee shirt covering his torso.

After exiting through the dual, glass doors of the massive gym, he turned and started the short walk towards his home, cocking his head to the left when he saw a moving van with two men emerging from it, hauling a cupboard that looked like it could fit enough clothes for a family of four.

"I might not be strong like those people, but maybe I can change myself in other ways?" He thought as he neared his destination. "My flat is pretty unorganized..."

He thought this as he climbed the doorsteps of his small home. His place was a bit of a wreck, maybe he should put that label maker to use? Nat pushed the door open and looked about the living room that served as a front hall, there sat a stained, white couch with a coffee table in front of it that was littered with food boxes and cans. Time to get to work.

Two hours later, and Nat was doing the finishing touches on cleaning up his home, carrying a box of various items to a closet.

"Damn, wish I was strong like those movers and gym bros. Heh, might as well complete the package and make myself all manly too."

After setting the stuff down in the empty space, Nat lifted his head up to examine the rest of the closet. Resting on a small shelf was a circular box he couldn't recall leaving there.

"Huh? What's this?" He said under his breath as he grabbed the small package with his left hand and lifted off the lid with his right.

The light was too dim in the closet to make out the box's contents, so Nat stepped back into his living room to get a closer look. Inside was a small, golden figure head that when removed, appeared to be that of a rhinoceros. Nat swiveled his head to stare back at the closet, not noticing a quick, faint glow emerge from the bust. Nat turned his head back to the statue, setting it on the coffee table and deciding it made a fine decoration.

"All done. Time to reward myself." Nat said as he flopped onto his couch and lifted his TV remote.

As Nat browsed through a selection of digital download movies, he had a hard time noticing what was happening to his body. He only dully acknowledged the gradual widening of his torso and hips which had begun to rub up against his shirt and pants. His chest also swelled up in the pectoral area, but only enough to make the t shirt completely snug. Nat only scratched at his stomach when his abdominals began to show, creating a fine six pack that Nat was unaware of, due to the rather engrossing tale the movie he selected was telling keeping his attention. As time went on and his legs had begun to thicken, Nat finally began to notice the improprieties he faced.

"Why are these pants so tight all of a sudden?" Nat asked as he turned off the tv. Nat scratched at the white, wooled wristband he always wore around his left arm, quickly noticing a surplus of muscle in said arm.

"What the hell?"

Slowly, Nat stood up and looked himself over, wincing at the feeling of his shoes painfully hugging his feet. Nat lifted his hand to his face and looked it over, quickly noticing it was looking positively muscular, along with the rest of his arms.

"Whoa!" Nat yelled in surprise as he swiveled on his feet and bolted towards the bathroom. Barging in, he could see his full form from the waist up in front of the mirror after flicking the light on. His arms had indeed grown, and he lifted his shirt to find he was now sporting a defined, bumpy six pack. "Damn..." he said before noticing the skin on his arms and stomach had begun to bundle up together, causing it to sag and lose its white color, darkening to a light gray.

"What the-" He began as his clothes began to feel like vice grips against his body as his hips and legs began to replace all fat with muscle, pressing against his pants. His torso muscles began to push out like bubbles, rubbing against his shirt. He looked down to better see his skin, which was still looking oddly gray and wrinkled, yet still ripe with muscle. He groaned as a wave of discomfort run through his feet which felt like they were turning circular and enormous inside his plain sneakers and socks. After backing out of the bathroom in shock, he ended up tripping over his carpet, falling atop the coffee table with a loud crash as the legs supporting it snapped into two. From his back, he felt his socks being pushed to their limits against his feet and his shoes finally break as his feet continued to expand while simultaneously rounding out, his toes merging with the rest of them.

"Gah!" He screamed as his shirt began to scream as a result of its string shredding from his continuous muscle gain, and the wristband binding his arm finally snapped, allowing for feeling to return to his left hand.

With all else that was happening, Nat hadn't noticed that his head had been covered in the saggy, gray skin, making him almost look like a shriveled corpse, but he was able to feel the tingling sensation of thousands of arm and leg hairs growing to be about an inch long. After their growth, they gained a dark, black complexion, causing them to be one of the more noticeable features of the sizely beast Nat was becoming. Nat's shorts and belt, which were almost cutting off the blood flow of his waist and thighs, were beginning to give way to the change. The shorts were only covering about a sixth of Nat's massive legs, a stark contrast from before as they had gone down to his knees earlier.

Nat sighed in relief as the accessories that were containing his groin area (save for the baggy boxers) popped off at last, a button shooting into a wall. Nate could now clearly see his round legs and feet in all their strong and wrinkled glory.

"Wait, my legs look like-" He started before he felt something push against what remained of his tee-shirt at the back. Nat gripped the remaining rags covering his top half and tore them from his body with surprising ease. After that was done, a rope-like tail pushed from the back of his waist, slapping the ground with its small tuft of hair at the end.

"I'm becoming a rhino!" Nat pushed up again and ran back to the bathroom, having to duck under his seven-foot doorframe. He took a gander at his face and saw that his ears had already become floppy and rounded. That was just the beginning of the end, as shown by the fact that his face began to elongate, two growths pushing out from the empty space that had materialized upon it due to its new size. His nostrils spread sideways, his nose disappearing into his face as the growths pushed his skin away and revealed themselves. Nat watched in awe as two, white horns about the size of anthills sprung into place. His transformation finished off with some new facial hair at the chin area, a black beard rapidly making its bushy self known upon it by growing outward in long, curled patches.

Nat stared himself in the face for a time, trying to take in the recent events and accept the outcome. Once he was done, he raised his right arm so that he could see it completely in the mirror, then flexed his muscles with all his might. They bulged like bubbles in boiling water, but still remained coated with wrinkled skin. Upon looking to his six pack Nat lowered his arm, realizing he was nearly nude. He turned to leave the bathroom, ducking under the doorframe that now stood at eye level with him. He turned and looked to a coat rack he had hung up earlier and left a dark gray jacket upon. Taking it between his massive fingers, he held it up only to realize it was about the length of his forearm and definitely wouldn't fit. Nat hung up the coat hanger, noticing it was now below his chest and his head was nearly brushing the ceiling.

"I'm gonna need a new wardrobe... and a bigger place... and food." Nat said in a newfound deeper voice.