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 Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 6:54 pm
Jordan frowned. A labs prank? He and Alec were nearly killed over an April Fool’s prank? Not funny. That sounded like the lab tech that Awen had mentioned so long ago, the one he’d never met but kept hearing about. Could it have been Sabin Duvert who’d buzzed everyone and shaved off his fur? He’d been grateful for the lack of fur the past two months, but not at the cost of fearing something had happened to them all.
He sighed, throwing his hair to the side. When he did so, there were strands lighter than the mostly-brown, almost blond “Some prank…” he held his forehead. He really wasn’t feeling so hot. It was becoming warmer and warmer and his stomach was beginning to ache, around the point of his right torso paw. “I haven’t told you this… but me and Alec… god, I don’t even know if he’s dead or alive… we were looking for answers to what happened when we were attacked..” Jordan was perspiring more obviously now. The right torso paw twitched visibly –nearly kicking with force- from beneath his shirt.
He shook his head again at the idea of a lab tech pulling such a cruel prank. "Could I trouble you for a glass of water? I need to take my meds." he fished the bottle of pills from his shorts pocket.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:05 pm
"Bothh of you werre attacckked?" This Victor didn't know, but would explain why alec was covered in bandages. "I sssaw Alecc thhe othherr day, he had bandaggessss on him, but wasssss lookkingg alrrigghht" The lizardman noticed Jordan's belly paw twitching and moving, and that Jordan wasn't looking too well.
"Sssurre, wait a moment" Victor said as he crawled his way over to the minifridge and grabbed a bottle of water, and handed it to Jordan
"You alrrigghht?"
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:29 pm
He nodded. “Yes.” Was his simple answer. He was relieved Alec was alive, but he was feeling less than cheery at the moment. Jordan chewed the bottle open. What was the cause of this… pain in his arm… sweating… sudden pains in his body…
He feared what was coming. He downed the pills, followed by the water to ensure they stayed down. He waited to see what was going on. The storm seemed to stabilize at first. He wiped his brow of the sweat. He took a deep, relaxing breath. Then he felt the kicking once again and he gripped the desk tightly. Not a moment later, the right paw twitched and throbbed and it shot out, twice the size and twice the length it just was, pushing under the shirt. His eyes widened as the pain shot through him like a hot knife.
“s**t…” he gasped in horrible surprise.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:41 pm
Victor's eyes widened as he saw that Jordan's right belly-paw thing was actually growing larger. Besides his own changes, Victor had never seen someone else change, and the sudden shift in events had Victor worried, he was caught in surprise, till Jordan cursed.
"Jorrdan, gget yourr shhirrt off...you'rre Cchhanggingg.." Victor looked back and forth, trying think of what to do. "You want to gget out of thhat whheelchairr? Jussst rrelaxs Jorrdan..."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:58 pm
Jordan knew he was changing. Dammit. He quickly stripped off his shirt and held onto it till it slipped from his paw. The damned thing WAS growing! Not only bigger, but longer and wider! It continued to push out, feeling the skin stretch painfully as it did. He didn’t know what to expect with this infernal change, but Victor may have raised a point that he wouldn’t want to be in that steel contraption. It was worrisome that nothing was felt from the other paw. Was it not changing yet? Or would it later?
His thoughts were distracted as the pain in his torso was accompanied by pain in his face, his mouth to be exact. It tingled in a bad way as his lips darkened and pulled forward, his black nose also merging in the outward facial tugging. He cried out as he grasped at his lips, trying to make the pain stop.
Jordan pushed from his chair, but he didn’t make it very far. Actually, as soon as he pushed out of the wheelchair, the paw had a growth spurt and it lengthened more. The weight was more than his healing body could handle as it upset his center of gravity, pulling him to the ground. Reflexively, his arms shot under him to soften the fall, landing on hands and legs and whimpering in pain.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 8:09 pm
"Jorrdan!" Victor shouted worryingly as the changing dogman fell forward, aand onto the floor. The lizardman was also worried about the growing appendage, why wasn't the other leg growing? it looked mighty strange. But jordan's face..Victor watched as it got pushed further out.
"Okkay, Jorrdan, you'rrre almossst thougghh thisssss..." Victor hoped so at least as he tried to move closer to the changing dogman, trying to get a limb under Jordan's shoulder to get him up onto the bed. "Jorrdan, gget up therre!" the lizardman grunted as he tried to push Jordan up onto the bed
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 8:20 pm
Fur a lighter color, than that on his body, spread across his face. Any trace that he had once been a human was fading, except for his hair, and the only thing fading from that was the color, into a blond, from the dark brown it had been. The itchiness spread all over his body as the fur that had been trimmed back to only four millimeters in length was growing in rapidly, back to the full-coated condition it had been prior to the prank.
He was definitely feeling hotter and swelteringly so as that full double-thick coating was returning. He was panting from the heat he felt all over, encompassing him, eating him alive. It was enough to hold himself up, though, as he felt that fifth leg grow longer, thicker, broader, until it hit the ground, leaving the other one diminutive and unchanged. He was looking more and more canine; albeit, not exactly conventional, as most canines had only four legs and weren’t partially comprised of human DNA.
Jordan tried to move his arms to reach the bed, but his balance was precarious and off-balance. He was afraid he’d fall over and smash that unchanged paw under his weight. Then he felt Victor under his shoulder, helping him to move and he shakily reached out, gripping the end of the bed. He felt like he couldn’t stand up straight, the new weight was too much for his spine to compensate for. The weight kept him grounded as he worked to pull himself onto the bed.
“I-it hursh to moooove…” he cried out. “Oh gawd… it hursh sho mush..” A few syllables were slurring into ‘s’-sounds as his face pushed out and stretched his lips into a short canine muzzle. He held his head low and all that blond hair cascaded over his head.
Jordan continued to cry out between panting breaths. This was unbearable, but surely, he knew nothing of pain… yet..
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 8:33 pm
Victor groaned and he tried to force Jordan up onto the bed, closing his eyes and pushing hard under Jordan's shoulder, trying to get him up there.
"I kknow it hurrrtssss Jorrdan, jusssst trry..gget thrrougghh thhisss alrright?" Victor said, opening his eyes once he used his rearmost legs to push that last bit to get Jordan up onto the bed, blinking again as he saw Jordan's face become covered in fur, the rest of the dogman's fur getting thicker.
"Almossst overrr Jorrdan...."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 8:50 pm
It was a task getting onto the bed, not only crawling, as it felt like, but with another leg that wanted to work in unison getting in the way. He banged it, miscalculating the space between him and the bed, eliciting a yelp, but he managed onto the bed, with Victor’s assistance.
“Ah hope itsh ahmost over…” he fell onto his side, closing his eyes in the process. Jordan felt his new muzzle, sobbing from the changes and from the mental anguish the transitions caused. The fur continued to thicken in certain areas: parts of his face along his cheeks to his neck and ears, along his shoulders, back, chest, and hindquarters and tail.
Nothing could have prepared him for the coming pain. No explanations could have softened the blow. It wasn’t just one thing, it was two, almost simotaneously. Without warning, his back legs kicked and spasmed, ushering in a loud, bone-twisting crunch as Jordan’s legs completely reformed into a proper digit grade stance.
“AAAAAAUGH…!!” he screamed to the top of his lungs as it felt as bad, if not worse than when they’d been broken. His breathing escalated, Jordan clutching the bed sheets for dear life. His eyes were bugged out with turmoil and then he felt it in his back. A stretching. Popping. His body was stretching as his spine realigned his body for quadra---- well… something-pedal movement. Oh the terrible, blinding pain…
He sobbed, tears streaking down his furred, canine face. His bottom lip quivered, as he looked to Victor to say something supportive, to make this moment more bearable. Luckilly, for Jordan his changes were coming to an end as his body stretched his once human body to more resemble a white-furred canine.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 9:09 pm
The sounds of Jordan's legs and spine twisting and reshaping, then resulting scream was enough to make Victor want to leave, but he didn't, and couldn't...not right now. Jordan's current state reminded him alot of himself...the pain of his previous changes echoing in his mind as he crawled up on the bed as well, putting a hand on Jordan's shoulder.
"Itsss overr Jorrdan....you'rre okk..." Victor said as he sat there with Jordan
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 9:20 pm
He hurt, but in time the pain meds would compensate for that. Jordan couldn’t move. After such a physical realignment, his body seered with agony at the slightest twitch. Every movement sent a pulse to his spine and from that came another whimper. He was fortunate to have not gone through this alone, but again, changing in front of others was always difficult, always a burden hardest to bear when showing the weaker side of yourself to another.
“Itsh… itsh ahmost over… jusht… jusht one more… injection.. ta go...” he had to pause to refresh his exasperated breath “…and then itsh over for good.. no more changes ever again…" he snuffled, hating to be so weak, wanting to be stronger. "...four changesh.. thatsh what I wash told.. jusht one more..”
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 10:12 pm
"I kknow Jorrdan... thhatssss whhat I've hearrd too, one morre forr the bothh of ussss" Victor hissed as he laid there on the bed, the limbs on his back twitching. "you don't hhave to ggo anywhherre, jusssst rresssst Jorrdan...thhossse medsssss prrobably will kkicckk in and thhen you wouldn't be fit to operate thhat whheelchhairr"
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 11:02 am
Jordan winced as he tilted his head back and to the side, so he could better see Victor. So he only had one more change to go as well. What would result from either’s changes in the end? It seemed less uncertain for Jordan.. he was literally becoming a dog, less bipedal than the others. “Ah con’t… b’leeve itsh ahmosht… over…” he was gasping in the aftermath of change. Speaking with his new muzzle was… interesting. “Mah lasht change wash ahlone.. Ah wash sho shcared..”
Jordan couldn’t move off that bed. This set of changes had hurt more than his first, when he literally had clawed his flesh open with those claws. Unlike then, Jordan had the benefit of those meds. Jordan reached back to hold onto one of Victor’s reptilian hands. “Tha’k wu fow helping me.”
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:40 pm
"You don't hhave to be sccarred now, you'rre not alone" Victor said as he gave Jordan's hand a squeeze with his own, remembering his own fear he had the last times he changed. "You'rre Welccome Jorrdan" Victor let Jordan's hand go after another moment, just settling down to rest, glad that Jordan seemed to be alright now.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 1:19 pm
The canine head laid against the bedsheets. The third wave of changes had come to a close, leaving him mentally and physically exhausted. The transformations were taxing on the body, no matter which stage, no matter how far along one was. It hurt like hell and it left the body reeling.
His head was clouding and his eyesglazing over. Jordan just lay there, motionless for the most part letting the pain medication run its course. His canine legs throbbed from their knees reversing position and his spine would burn for some time. There was a good chance that he wouldn't be moving from that spot for a while.
"Tha'k wu." he slurred. His tail wagged, with a twinge of pain arcing his sore inflamed back. "Ah dun knowu what ah wuld haf dun on mah own..." his voice sounded so weird and it hurt to talk so soon after. "Wuur a good friend.."
He squirmed. The shorts that clung to his body were painfully hugging his lengthened body and providing little function now that his nudity would once more be concealed by the masses of fur. Jordan pushed himself against Victor, finding the closeness comforting. "Ah dun wan-na sleep.. but.. so ti'ed.." It'd be a miracle if Victor understood a word he was uttering.
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