Formula For Change (Contest Entry)
Written for Fakeman's 1000-word TF contest. I decided to use a species I haven't used before, though that presented a few challenges...I was aiming for anatomical near-correctness but I'm not sure I got it because I didn't have a reference. Seriously, Google, not ONE picture of a red panda penis? What are you people even doing? Anyway, I went with something raccoon-like since it's at least one relatively closer cousin, but somehow I doubt that's actually the reality. Clocks in at 943 words including title, so I met the challenge requirements. Now the question is whether Fakeman likes it. Here's hoping!
OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: Not actually all that much to warn about. Penis and balls are there but there's nothing really sexual, just a bit of erection. Enough for a mature rating, I guess.
"Well, here goes."
He winced as the needle pierced his arm, injecting the special serum into his body. A cocktail he'd worked on for months, and he was the only guinea pig...a bad idea, but at this point he'd stopped caring.
For a few minutes, nothing...he was about to consign it to failure when he started to feel a twisting under his skin. Breath shaky and getting fast, he started tearing off his clothes and moved in front of the camera, the one witness to history.
The visible changes started from around the injection site; the smaller human hairs pushed out, replaced by thicker fur, dark-colored, almost black. The spread of the fur was slow, traveling down his arm and up towards his shoulder, slowly covering the darkening skin. He watched with fascination, until the feelings in the rest of his body became too distracting.
It was worst in his face; he could feel the snapping and cracking, the rising pain as things tried to reshape. There were others, mainly in his legs and rear, somewhat in his groin, but the face was the most difficult, making his vision blur as his eyes watered. Thankfully, it wasn't long before the next step kicked in; the bones softened, became more pliable and malleable, refusing together and shifting with much less fuss and less pain. He still had to sit down, try to move as little as possible lest his less stable skeleton collapse on him; it wasn't the most convenient thing but it was better than the agony of rigid bone trying and failing to change its shape.
He could feel his gut slimming down as his body spent energy to convert him; the injection had a high-energy base but it wasn't appearing to be enough. Said gut was also becoming covered in dark fur, the spread of which had started to pick up; he could feel it covering his back as well, and slightly turned to show the camera, the device picking up the red-orange color of that part of his body.
His vision was starting to clear as the new shape of his skull took hold, pushed out in a muzzle with a revised button nose, his ears migrated to the top of his head and becoming more pointed and triangular. The fur was covering the outside, making an almost raccoon-mask pattern around his eyes with red, white, and black. He felt a sense of relief as the bones regained their rigidity, the discomfort fading from his face and letting his focus return.
His upper body had changed entirely, his arms and chest having fully furred up. His hands had also changed slightly, the tips losing some tightness as the claws finished forming, and the palm surface gaining some extra padding. His lower body was still in the process, though, and he could still feel discomfort as the structural shifting took place. His tailbone was pushing out, adding segments as the flush worked out, thick fluffy rust-colored fur covering it as fast as it grew. His legs were also starting to take new shape, especially around his feet where his ankles were shifting to a slightly more digitigrade stance. He could feel some of his toes merging together, forming four which were more evenly sized, and the surfaces gained some thickness and padding.
He could feel a growing tension in his crotch, and watched with fascination as his penis was pulled into a sheath, sinking deeper into his body. It was an odd feeling but not an unpleasant one, thankfully; the shifting actually was slightly stimulating, though not enough to get him truly aroused. He could feel some slight changes in his testes as well, the flesh containing them getting darker and more furry, and maybe a touch larger, though not too much.
The strange feelings all over his body started to fade away, leaving only his new body behind. He stood back up, feeling almost perfectly at ease with his new changed footpaws, his fluffy new tail sticking out behind him, the ears and muzzle twitching on his head...the shifting had successfully rewired his brain to map these new alterations, the trickiest part of the whole process. It would take a lot of time to learn all the new adjustments he'd had, but the natural feeling was the one he cared about most - being stuck in the wrong body would have been torture.
He reached down a paw to rub around his balls and sheath, breath getting a bit harder as he learned the layout of his sensitive new equipment. It didn't take long for his shifted penis to make its appearance, its shape resembling a raccoon's but with a more human-esque length and girth. The temptation to get himself off was fairly strong, but he kept himself in check; this was a scientific exhibition, not a pornographic one, and he only wanted to make sure the camera saw the shape of it. He could finish the job privately.
He gave one more spin for the camera, showing his finalized body, highly reminiscent of a red panda. His physique had also changed, he'd been somewhat portly before but the energy needed for the conversion had left him very thin, very lean, and very hungry. Converting the excess weight was an unexpected bonus, but the formula would have to be tweaked for those thin to begin with, otherwise their bodies might not sustain a change like this.
Satisfied, he turned off the camera, a giddy grin on his muzzle. "I'd call that experiment a success...now to develop other species."