This story is a commission. The rough scenario (man to bird and singing on stage) is from the commissioner but I built a world around it to place it in. The universe it’s set in is mine.
A young man unwillingly changes in front of a crowd as he sings.
– My first bird TF!
The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent. Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop.
If she blushed, you couldn’t tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. The tip of her black tail, weighted down with a golden metal band, twitched, possibly in annoyance at the attention. Her raven black hair was tied in a delicate braid and nearly hidden in the fur covering her.
Just sent the rough draft for my third commission to the commissioner and it’s a first for me – a bird TF. And TG rolled into one.
Slowly working through my list! Apologies to everyone in queue since I got a late start and I hope everyone’s enjoying the stories. It’s interesting trying to come up with a story in my style that fits the requested scenario.
This story was commissioned by danio13 ( http://danio13.deviantart.com/ ) – all ideas, characters, settings, situation and story title are his.
A young man finds a shifter. Unaware of who she is and assuming she’s a lost dog, he takes her home and finds a bitch in heat.
She trembled and lowered herself, long golden fur brushing the leaves and wet grass covering the small hill. She crawled with her legs splayed. Ashamed but unable to contain herself. She whined quietly as the cold dew eased the burning between her back legs. She pulled herself, rubbing her engorged pink sex along the ground.
It wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.
A few cars passed on the nearby street but the little town was sleepy as Fall settled in. The sun was a faded yellow on the horizon, struggling to provide warmth through the cold evening.
The cold didn’t touch her and not because of her thick fur coat.
She stood and licked her muzzle, head low until her legs stopped trembling. Her tail wagged and the brush of the fur against her sex made her growl in frustration. People walked in the distance and she looked up, her floppy ears twitching. She thought briefly about joining them. Walking among them on two legs but she knew herself and knew how hard it’d be to contain her urges. And their complex societal rules still confused her.
Instead, she paced. Back and forth, back and forth. Frustrated. Trying to think through the throbbing in her head. Licking the drool from her thick black lips as her breath puffed out into the chill night air. Back and forth. Back and forth.
This story was commissioned by RayO_ElGatubelo – all ideas, characters and settings are his.
A young woman wanders into the rainforest and is attacked. She finds herself changing under the light of the moon.
The sharp, high calls of coquis and thousands of other hidden nocturnal creatures began to fill the air as the sun slipped lower in the sky. Darkness fell quickly in the rainforest, the trees blocking what little light remained of the red and pink and orange sunset. The sound of laughing tourists joined the small animals calling for their mates as locals moved silently around a large clearing, re-lighting special torches used to keep mosquitos and other biting insects away.
A small bus wound silently along the beaten path to a large building at the center of the clearing. The little electric vehicle squeaked to a stop and the doors hissed opened. Employees of the large “eco hotel” exited the vehicle, talking animatedly with each other. They broke off into groups and made their way to different parts of the complex.
Just a quick heads-up. I turned in the final rough draft for my first commission. All goes well I should have that posted Sunday night. Definitely a learning process but I look forward to sharing!
I have several commissions and will be starting them early next week. There’s some great stuff in there and I look forward to bringing them to life!
I’ve decided to tentatively take commissions. Tentatively.
If you’ve read my stuff, you know what I’m into and what I’m good at writing. I won’t write loli stuff or certain fetishes like scat or pee related things. I’m also really not into vore (but okay with violence) and probably a lot of other things. You can always just ask and I’ll just politely tell you whether I’m okay with it.
I mostly work with TF and TG related and primarily with furry creatures but I’m sure I can handle most things. I’m not really into inanimate TFs, though. I suppose you could always ask but I’m not sure I’m the right author for that.
I’m looking at $12 per 1,000 words and would post on my sites with credit to you for the idea and a link to your website if requested. However, I can discuss options to let you post the story only on your site.
I would need details on the plot, characters, names, fetishes or kinks or things you’d specifically like to see – basically as much detail as you can provide so that the story is tailored for you. HOWEVER, I have my own style and while I can assume various styles (per request), you should know that I’ll consider that additional if it’s taxing. Likewise, if the story somehow requires extraordinary research, that would also be extra.
You can message me here or email me privately at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Just a heads-up that I’ll be taking a little break. Oddly wiped out after the /r/gonewild story. I think too much at once wore me out and I need to let the old brain recharge before things start sounding the same.
I may try drawing a little again in the meantime!
The break won’t be forever but I didn’t want to just say nothing, you know?
Re-posting the four stories from /r/gonewild separately.
A small young woman sets up a webcam stream on a different kind of /r/gonewild subreddit and soon finds herself changing as her milk comes in…
Mikela sighed as she closed her apartment door behind her. She brushed a loose strand of silver hair behind her ear as she kicked off her flats, freeing her aching feet. Her slim legs were hidden beneath dark stockings and the young woman sighed again, happily this time, as she worked her toes on the cool tile of her entryway.
Setting her large, heavy purse down beside the front door, Mikela rolled her shoulders and padded to the kitchen. Singing quietly to herself, she opened the fridge to grab a cheese stick and a bottle of water before bumping the fridge door closed with her narrow hips. She peeled the plastic away from the cheese stick, nibbling on it as she made her way to her bedroom.
Re-posting the four stories from /r/gonewild separately.
A submissive, abused young woman posts a secret photo on an entirely different /r/gonewild subreddit. When the mod replied that he likes his women wild, she finds herself changing to suit and becoming more dominant.
Warning: Contains brief instances of abuse.
“Hey, you going to start dinner or what?” Brian asked his wife, his eyes focused on the TV. He held a PS4 controller as his eyes flicked around the screen, watching everything. “I’m getting hungry.”
Brian’s wife, Ashley, looked up from her book. “It’s early, isn’t it? I thought I’d just finish this chapter and-“
“I’m hungry,” Brian said without turning to look at her. “Goddammit! I shot that fucker!”
“I’m. Hungry.” Brian said, his voice dropping. Finally, he looked at his wife and she lowered her eyes. Ashley knew that tone and she could feel the faded bruise on her hip still aching from the last time she hesitated too long.