Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/100766853
Artist: 2B哥
Well,
for some reason I started writing TG captions. This was my first, and
honestly I don't think it's that good, but I'm releasing it anyway. I'm
only really pleased with the epilogue bit.
Luckily I have a few more finished.
Dylan lets out a painful groan as he lay on the ground in the middle of the woods. He tries to push himself of the floor, but the pain that shoots through his right side causes him to give up quickly.
He tries to reach into his pocket for his phone, but can't find it. It must have fallen out of his pocket while he was tumbling down the hill.
The only option he can think of that he has left would be to call for help.. He pushes his hand against the wound on his side, and he braces himself.
As he tries to inhale deeply to prepare to yell, a sharp pain stabbing into his lung causes him to start coughing, which only causes him more agony.
Over the next few minutes his laboured breathing slowly grows steady again, but he doesn't try again.
An hour or so later, Dylan is still stuck in the same place, staring at the treetops as he awaits the inevitable. That is, until he hears footsteps slowly approaching him.
Out of curiosity, he moves his head slightly to see what's approaching him, but he is quickly forced to relax his neck again. What he saw though, was strange to him.
He could only see her head, but it looked like an old lady with light gray hairs, and a pair of fox ears.
-Shh.. Don't strain yourself too much..
She comes close enough for him to see her without moving, and kneels down at his side, smiling weakly.
The fox lady looks up the hill he fell down from.
-You must have fallen down from the path up there huh.. And it looks like no one else will be passing through soon enough to find and help you.
Dylan tries to voice his confusion, but winces as he feels his lung again.
The fox lady continues.
-My name is Yuuka, I used to be a fairly strong goddes, but.. that was a long time ago. You being able to see and hear me alone, proves that without divine intervention, you have very little time left..
Dylan doesn't reply. He figured out that speaking hurts too much, and she is probably crazy anyway. It's unlikely she can even help him.
Yuuka sighs softly.
-I guess you have no reason to believe any of that. But as things are right now, you'll just die here, and I'll just wander this world until I finally fade away.
-... I have made my decision.
She smiles at him, her eyes seeming a little brighter than they did before.
-What little is left of me and my divine power. I'll pass it onto you and heal you. Your body won't be the same, but you'll still be you, so don't worry too much. Just.. remember my name for me, okay?
Before Dylan can even try to protest or question what she means, she softly lays a hand on his chest.
Her whole body then erupts into flames, yet the flames are somehow gentle, not burning Dylan despite how close they are. Yuuka's body quickly fades, leaving only the comforting warmth of her flames, which comes to surround him.
Though it doesn't hurt him, Dylan's clothes quickly burn to ashes, which begin swirling around him. He can see his wounds closing as the pain throughout his whole body is gradually relieved.
Once his injuries seem to be healed, Dylan assumes it to be over. But then the flames suddenly intensify, and the comfortable warmth permeating through him turns into a sensual heat.
Dylan's body then quickly begins shift, as he loses several centimetres of overal height. All hair below his head quickly falls out and vanishes into the flames as his skin becomes smoother.
Strangely, he begins to feel a growing pressure on his chest. He tries to sit up to check it out. For a moment it seems to go better than his last attempt, as it no longer hurts.
But then mounds of fat suddenly form under his strangely swollen nipples, as a pair of gigantic breasts burst out from his chest.
He lets out a somewhat high pitched moan as the weight of his new tits immediately pin him back to the ground. He lays on the ground, panting softly as his body continues changing.
Since he can't get up, he uses his hands to carefully feel out the changes as the happen. He feels his stomach flattening, his face softening and shifting to be more feminine.
As his thighs begin to plump up, he realises something is happening to his penis. He quickly reaches down for it, but is just barely too late, as his dick finishes shrinking into the clit to his pussy.
Her fingers accidentally brush against her new clitoris, causing her to let out a this time undeniably feminine moan.
A few minutes later, after the flames that transformed her finally fade, she slowly gets up. She carefully holds her breasts as she tries to stand, the shifting of their weight causing a bit of milk to leak from her big nipples.
The ash swirling around her then moves onto her body, as the ramains of "his" clothes turn into a certain Japanese type of traditional attire.
A small strand of the dust moves around one of her foxlike ears, turning into a little orange ribbon with two bells attached, drawing her attention to her transformed ears.
She slowly brings her hair to her new fluffy ears, feeling their new shape and texture. She then looks behind herself over her shoulder, noticing that her hair has become blonde, and that she gained nine fluffy tails, like Yuuka.
Unsure how to process it all, she simply walks back home in a half daze, after picking up her phone.
On the way she vaguely noticed many people staring at her, though she didn't know how to respond to it.
One week later
Dillian carefully squeezes her breast as she holds the nipple over the bowl, squirting a good amount of milk into the mixture. She then quickly takes up the spoon again, and begins stiring the chocolate ganache.
-There, that should do it~~
She sets the bowl of ganache aside, and moves on to bowl simmering in the water on the stove. She adds the crushed chocolate that she had perpared to melt to it, before beginning to stir it.
While stirring it she thinks back on the past week. At first she had been very uncomfortable with her new body, and the fact that none of her clothes fit anymore didn't help.
She was also afraid that people wouldn't recognise her, but eventually found out that somehow her few friends ond coworkers, did recognise her, yet they didn't question the fact she had suddenly become a girl.
On the morning after she transformed curiously tasted a bit of the milk her boobs constantly produced. As she tasted the rich flavour, she was stuck with an unexpected spark of inspiration.
Since then she started making various confectionaries, usually using her own milk as one of the primary ingredients.
And today's recipe is chocolate truffles with ganache filling.
Dillian pours the now melted chocolate into the mould, then pours the excess out and puts it back on the simmering water. As she waits for the chocolate coating on the inside of the mould to harden, she looks through some other recipies she could try on her phone.
After about half an hour she decides it should be hard enough. She puts her phone away and takes the bowl of ganache again. Using the spoon she stirred it with, she fills each of the chocolate shells with the ganache filling.
For a moment she glances at the pantry. She'd heard that adding some nuts to the truffles alongside the ganache would be tasty. She thinks about it for a bit, before ultimately deciding not to do it for today.
She plans to share them at a local cafe where the employees and patrons seemed to love her snacks from a few days ago, and she vaguely recalls a kind barista being alergic..
Finally she takes the molten chocolate again, and uses it to seal the filling, finishing the truffles.
-Okay.. now it just needs to harden..
To be sure she quickly checks the recipe on her phone, and smiles at her work.
-I can't wait to see how they turn out~
I'm honoured that someone would dig this deep in my post history :>
