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The bell chimed by the door several times, resounding in the rather empty reception. The stranger with the hand on the door bar looked around in curiosity. Inside was a small glass table that stood before a semi circular red couch by the wall. “Hello? Anyone around?” The young man asked out loud.

He frowned as he stepped in, “I hope this wasn’t a joke,” mumbled reaching into his pocket to produce a small metallic sphere and a nametag with his name, “Mike Mitchel.” His mind wandered back to that morning, when he received it on the mail, a mysterious package with no stamp, name or address. As soon as he got it, he immediately imagined what had happened. He’d won a contest.

“This better not be a joke,” he muttered to himself as he walked in, heading towards the couch and taking a seat there. For a second, a thought crossed his mind, maybe this was a set up. His hand reached down past his white shirt, for the hilt of the small knife he carried around with him. “And I really hope this doesn’t turn out to be some sort of scam,” he muttered, feeling somewhat safe.

The bell chimed again.

Mike lifted up his glance to see group of three guys enter the room. None of them seemed to know each other as they didn’t utter a word one to the other. The first one was clad in a simple shirt and jeans, didn’t seem older than twenty. He adjusted his glasses, seemingly a tad eager to be around the place, even though it was still mostly empty, proudly wearing his name tag around his name, “Mitchell” it read. “This can get confusing,” muttered Mike.

Following him, came a tan sports-looking man, even younger than the previous one. His slightly curled dark brown hair and teal eyes did little to mask his obvious Asian heritage, as his nametag suggested “Shizo Nagasaky,” it was easy to think that his hair styled and dyed and he had contact lens on his eyes.

Following him, came a rather athletic young man, of about his early twenty, tall, with brownish hair and blue eyes, wearing a sports American football shirt with the numbers “00”. His hands fumbled with the name tag over his rather thick neck, which read “Phil Adler”. His gaze went around the place just as curious as Shizo’s and Mike’s, almost unsure of what to expect. Mitch did seem to either find this amusing or perhaps he knew something the others didn’t, but his expression reflected his eagerness.

Shizo moved over to the couch and took a seat on the opposite end than Mike while Mitchell leaned back against the door, pulling out his cell phone, presumably to check the time. Phil remained standing by the door, with his arms crossed and looking around for a clue or something that might tell him more about the price he earned. He particularly looked at the other guys in the room in curiosity, as did Shizo.

The door bell rang a couple of times, this time two peculiar guys of their age and wearing their tags on. The first one to come in was laughing out loud “You don’t say. So, that wolf woman is you?” he laughed out loud, incidentally calling the attention of the people in the room to him. His hair was dark and spiky and his eyes were of a tone of dark red. Even his name was peculiar “Phoenix Shadow.”

“Do not get me started on that, and this conversation is over,” said the other, whose nametag read “Yuma Thundermoon”, as Phoenix walked in to the wall closest to the reception. He stood six feet tall with a well-built body, with curly black hair crowning the red headband he wore. His brown eyes matched his tanned skin color, which went along with his composite outfit, a blue tunic and a red vest over a pair of white pants that gave away and almost screamed his heritage. It almost seemed to lure over the glances of the other people around to him. Of course, he barely seemed to mind. “And no, I won’t tell you how he does it.”

“Okay, fine, fine.” Phoenix sighed looking around the room. “Hmm… Andrew isn’t around, and everyone is quiet.” He turned to face Yuma “Do you know anyone else around?” he asked.

“No I don’t…” he paused and glanced at the door and smirked “On second thought, I think I do,” he said as the bell chimed again.

“So, Andrew isn’t coming?” asked a lean black haired man as he came into the room alongside another one with auburn hair with a simple set of glasses and  a growing beard, their nametags wrapped around their neck, reading Seth and Keegan, respectively.

“I don’t know, Seth. He was kinda flustered, I think some people pissed him off and he decided he was better off playing some games.” The other man shrugged and sat approached the reception “Kinda pity. He organized this and he isn’t coming, but he told me we should still come.”

Seth shrugged “Well, I bet he holds a couple of couple of cameras around here for us,” he said confidently before lifting his eyes to look at the people inside, stopping by Phoenix and Yuma. “Hey, long time no see,” he smiled.

“Hey, Yuma, how have you been doing?” the orange haired guy, Keegan, said amusedly.

Mike, as well as Phil and Shizo looked at the four strangers talking among themselves and just watched, either wondering about them or patiently waiting for their turn to come. “How many people could’ve won this?” Asked Shizo.

The small conversation was slowly quieted as the undistinguishable sound of high heels clicking against the floor echoed. The heads turned over to the reception where a young blonde woman appeared from the door behind it, clad in a teal apron that had over it the name of the resort. “Oh, afternoon everyone,” She said in a sweet melodious voice casually, her eyes scanning the name tags carefully and nodding “You must be the group for the booked pool party. I have instructions to only proceed once everyone has arrived,” she said quite politely. “I count one is missing. He probably must have missed the inter-dimensional portal”

As if answering her, the door rang again, signaling someone more had just entered the building. This last one was someone none of them saw comming.  Standing by the door way stood what could be described as a giant mouse or a very short, furry, mouse headed man with a long mouse tail that swayed calmly behind him. Even stranger, he was clad in what seemed to be a custom made medieval armor, a chest plate over a linen tunic and pants along with greaves, armlets, and a sword on his belt. Everyone stared at him in utter surprise, almost with their jaws dropping in startled surprise, even more when he produced a metallic sphere, like the ones everyone else kept in their pockets and a nametag that simply read “Spencer”. He turned around to look at the place with an appreciative look.

Noticing how everyone was staring at him, he took a small deep breath and bowed to those present “Afternoon. I was summoned here. Hope I’m not interrupting?” he said. Most of the people around were startled.

Seth looked at Spencer and winced softly, taking a step back, while Keegan stepped forth, not at all. “Not at all,” he said “May I ask where are you from?”

“I’m from my own land. I was invited for this event and I can’t believe I made it here in time,” he smiled. Some of the people around approached him inquisitively, just to ask him a few things before the woman behind the counter spoke up “Alright then, I believe it is time for us to move on. Could you please follow me to the hallway, the person who made the reserve made the effort to leave some special swimsuits and things for you to use.”

“Alright,” Keegan shrugged, stepping in, soon followed by Seth, who seemed intimidated by Spencer, and tried to keep as much distance from it as possible, along with Phoenix, Yuma, Spencer, Mike, Phil, Mitchel and Shizo.

The woman, whose tag read Melanie spoke up “As per regulation, and at our client’s request,  you are asked to step into your room in groups of three in order to get changed.”

All nine of the guests exchanged glances. Those that seemed to be acquaintances between each other just smiled and chatted among them while the ones that didn’t knew just stood there hoping to fill the blanks.

===

First room

Keegan, Seth and Mike stepped into the room. The room was just like any other, a pair of beds with a nightstand between them, furniture on the other side of the room with a TV on it. By the right hand side of the beds was a large closet and a sliding door on the other side, of which the guys could hear the sound of gushing and running water.

“Well, I think we should get dressed in the swimsuits,” Keegan pointed out.

“Yeah… noticed it’s just guys around here?” asked Mike asked, rubbing his antler shaped beard.  “Not to be a party pooper, but a sausage fest pool party just doesn’t sound appealing to me.”

Both Seth and Keegan exchanged glances and laughed “Oh, if we know Andrew, he obviously planned something against that already,” Keegan pointed out.

Seth approached the closets and opened the doors and gasped “I thought she said there was gonna be clothes here, this place is empty!” He pointed out, stepping aside from the closet so everyone could see.

“Odd, should we go o-Ack!” gasped Keegan reaching for his pocket.

“What? Ouch!” Seth exclaimed doing the same.

“Hey!” Mike exclaimed reaching to feel his.

All three of them began to feel a tingle running down their bodies as they pulled out the same object, the metallic ball they each received. The thing was still throwing colored sparks into the air, oddly enough, it was harmless to touch. The electric current barely caressed their skin before disappearing. “What does this-“ Mike was promptly interrupted when the metallic ball popped open and a light blue bikini top sprung on his hand. Mike blushed and turned around to look at Keegan who held a pink bikini, including both top and bottom, the same with Seth, who had a black pair.

“Huh?” Mike blinked confused. “What is this for?”  he asked while idly scratching his head, stopping for a second when he felt himself touching his ear, or at least what felt like his ear, it felt quite padded if not fuzzy, and much higher than before.

“I don’t know but we’re about to find out,” Keegan muttered idly scratching his chest, only to be surprised by it as a large pair of breasts comically ballooned and attempted to rip though his shirt. He looked down at them and chuckled softly after seeing the startled expression from the other two people in the room.

“What the hell is that?!” asked Mike while Seth looked at a clump of hair of his long hair and inspected it.

“As I imagined, we’re changing,” he said as his voice began to crack subtly.

“Wait, changing? Into what?!” Mike gasped feeling something wiggle down on underneath his shirt’s fabric. “Oh my god” were his words where he pulled his shirt up to reveal gray and white soft fur growing on his belly and a couple of bulges that had just appeared right bellow his belly button, or at least where it used to be. They twitched softly as did a welt he felt just appear above his ass. “This is gonna hurt,” he muttered as he felt his clothes grow restrictive with every passing second.

“Better take off your clothes,” Keegan warned, feeling up his head as his ears had already grown above him now, now tall with a pair of tuffs on top of it as his hips began to widen, slowly attempting to break free from his pants. His shirt was already ripped by his blossoming chest and he was struggling to fumble down with the zipper of his pants before it was torn into pieces. He gasped for air as his figure began to turn more and more hourglassy.

Fortunately, in the end he managed open his pants fly and slide them down for his hips kept on swelling. His boxers stretched out, thanks to the elastic. It was tight enough to show the distinctive lack of a bulge and the shape of a perky butt, tipped by a teardrop shaped tail. A loud rip followed, to which Allison was forced to let out a startled squeak, her shoes were now split open revealing her huge feet.

“What the… Keegan, what are you becoming?” Seth asked startled as his voice became feminine and his body now sported evident curves, still more modest than the ones Keegan was experimenting. His, or rather, her changes were far more subtle than the others. Between the man becoming a buxomy bunny and Mike, who was leaning on the bed as an extra pair of legs that were growing on her torso while his chest and upper body seemed to have developed an overly feminine appearance as well as a soft fur coat, Seth was the one most average looking of them as she just seemed to switch genders.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Keegan said noticing her overly large ears and feet, as her face pushed out into a short muzzle with a pair of cute buckteeth growing from her upper lips. The changes were slowing up, becoming more subtle and detailing. Keegan’s hair began to grow longer as the fur around his… her chest grew fluffier.

Seth, now a sensual woman with long flowing black hair took a step back against the wall.

“What? Scared of bunnies?” Mike  said before taking a moment to blink and gasping at the sound of his own voice “Oh my god, is this me?” he said hearing his distinctively feminine tone of voice as je glanced back at her new body. From the waist up, he had the definitive female body of a woman, covered in grey and white fur and was sure that she was now a she down there as well. She had taken off her shirt to reveal that her back had the drawing of an antler made out of black fur among the spots of her pattern. Her breasts were decent sized, though thanks to her fluffy fur might have looked larger than they have actually been. Her lower half was that of a normal snow leopard. With a swishing tail going from side to side while flexing leg by leg, getting acquainted with the form. She paused for a moment and giggled, only then she noticed the nametag, among the remains on the clothes, and then she noticed her name was “Kaalia”.

“Such a cool name,” she snickered before gasping, covering her mouth “Oh crud, I think this messed up with my mind,” she said, glancing at the bikini top and finding herself wanting to try it on.

Keegan reached up to pick up her name tag and gasped. “Bunny thinks it did so,” she said, only to gasp startled as well “Bunny didn’t mean to say Bunny.” She paused and tried to make an effort “Bunny’s name is … K-k-wunny bunny.” She frowned and sighed before looking at Steph who was glancing at them “Did Andrew mess with Seth too?”

Seth paused for a moment, considering the possibility, and shook her head “I feel normal,” she responded.

“Better put on the clothes,” Mike… Kaalia said as she tried to work the bra on.

Bunny giggled and nodded as she picked her bra with her paw like hands and tried to work it on, looking  adorable as she tried.

“Let me help you there,” Seth, now Steph, according to his nametag muttered behind her. Kaalia found Steph’s hands grabbing the bikini strings and carefully tying them up behind them. “Now you were saying about this being a sausage fest?” she teased amusedly.

Bunny, already dressed up in the pink bikini, was now hopping over to the backdoor. “I wonder how the other guys are faring.”

===

Second room

Yuma, Phoenix and Phil had already walked into their rooms and running into the surprise that no special swimsuits in the rooms’ closet.

“What the hell?” Asked Phil as he tried to check around every corner of the closet for signs of any sort of clothing.

“Think Andrew forgot?” Asked Yuma looking around suspiciously.

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Phoenix smirked “I bet he left something prepar-Ow!” he gasped, while both Phil and Yuma, being quite strong men, barely flinched. Each reached into their pockets and produced the metallic spheres they brought with them, still sizzling with electricity and energy.

“What the…” Phil gasped dropping his ball just as a reflex when electricity emerged from it.

“This must be part of Andrew’s tricks,” Yuma said tossing the ball onto the bed, where it landed with an audible pop and out of it sprung a piece of lingerie. It was some sort of exotic top for women, of pink and soft fabric that neatly landed over the bed. “Huh? These aren’t mine,” he picked it up, noticing it was just the top and had a couple of bells and rhinestones emblazoned to it. The color, material and design hinted for an Arabian dress.

“What the…” Phoenix said holding out a black leotard, designed for the exaggerated curves of a woman. It was a sensual skin tight piece of suit. “Double what the…” he said as he found a small tuff of white fur glued on the butt of the dress. And inside the clothing, he would find a thin hair band with a pair of rabbit airs sticking from it. “Right…” he said looking down at it.

“Kinda weird,” Phil muttered looking down at the floor where the little orb had fallen and popped open, there he would find out a man’s swimsuit, a couple of sizes too big for him and with a large gaping hole right below the waistband. His hand looked dry and cracked and almost red. At first he thought he had a rash of some sort. He stared at it for a while only to see it slowly turning redder while the skin slowly began to develop into scales slowly their colors shifted from a pinkish tone to a ruby red that seemed to shine. His nails twitched as they slowly turned into an ebony color and began to grow longer and pointier with every passing second. “Guys you won’t believe this but I’m turning… red?”

He trailed off upon seeing Phoenix standing on the other side of the room was just then staring up at his hand which was red as well, but not scaly, but smooth-looking. “You’re not the only one,” he muttered, his voice changed slightly, growing higher while his hair slowly began to grow longer while his body seemed to grow curvier by the second. “Okay, this is oddly unsettling and familiar,” Phoenix gasped as spoke now with a clearly feminine voice.

Phil gasped and turned aside to stare at Yuma, the person with an athletic physique that rivaled to his now stood shorter than him, with his muscles slowly fading. His hair was growing longer and wavier while a couple of mounds began to push itself from underneath his shirt, not noticeable at first. His features began to soften, so much that Phil could easily tell he was on his way to become a woman.

“What am I turning into?” Yuma asked with a shifting voice glancing down at himself as his legs began to wobble. He frowned and pulled himself on the bed, feeling a mild sting as his manhood and testes were pulled up into his body with an uncomfortable sensation, making his… him back forward the moment he felt invisible hands playing and molding it down there. Phoenix let out a similar distressed groan as doubling over as presumably feeling, the same. With a silent rip, a long thin red tail grew behind him, with an arrow head shaped tip, letting everyone know Phoenix was becoming a demon.

“We all have our own problems to deal with,” Phil asked, startled reaching to feel his face as his nose had begun to collapse while his nostrils flared while making faces while he tried to feel his new teeth coming out. His hair was falling out while his ears began to deform, growing spikes that seemed to slowly frame them as their cartilage turned into a membrane, leaving him with fin ears.

Three loud rips, almost simultaneously came out one after another. All three guys, or former guys, in the room gasped startled by the sounds. Each of them, had something different. Phil sported a new pair of wings, red, just as his skin as leathery. So large that if fully spread, one wing could be longer than a bed. Not only that, but Phil seemed to have undergone a second growth spurt as he now stood a head taller than before. His athletic body was now more evident with the changes. His arms and legs had grown thicker and his neck more flexible and longer, that it seemed close to bumping the ceiling. Phoenix was in a similar predicament, he too had grown a pair of red bat-like wings. But, unlike Phil’s, this were more delicate and elegant.

Yuma looked down at her back but didn’t found the shirt ripped, instead her pants were the ones torn by a growing reptilian snake tail snaked over the bed. She could feel her spine slowly growing and sliding out of the new made hole on his white pants.

“I think we’ll be done soon.” Phil muttered looking back at the large pair of wings and smirked flexing them slowly “I can’t believe I’m becoming a dragon,” he smirked between grunts as his face began to push out into a fierce muzzle.

“I’m turning into a succubus I think” Kim said looking back at him. His chest had pushed out into a massive set of breasts that were attempting to break the confines of her shirt and her hips had already forced her to unbuckle her belt and undo the first buttons or so “Now I get what the dress was for” she muttered reaching to brush her hair, finding her ears were pointed.

“What are you doing?” Yuma asked as she looked back at her new red snake tail. It must’ve been of at least two meters long, now spilling all over the bed. She looked down at her own feminine curves and body, and that’s when she noticed how lose her pants felt around her legs. It was then that she noticed that she couldn’t feel them. The realization had her tail jump and wiggle as she reached down, prodding the fabric as if trying to find them. Effectively, there they were, but smaller and thinner. She could almost feel the bones and muscles she had so long worked out. Ever so slowly they began to disappear and fade away.  And soon, they just merged with her hips.

“I think we’re done,” Phil muttered looking down at his sneakers, torn around the tips and each one having three thick toes, tipped with claws protruding from it. He let out a mournful sigh as he wiggled them. The claws were curved, but the tips had been smoothed out so no one would be hurt.  “What else could i-“ He let out a surprised growl as his pants and underwear were torn by a large thick dragon’s tail that shot right through and thumped, punching a hole through the wall into the other room.  A shriek almost sounding like a moo came out from the other room.

“You should’ve prepared for it,” Phoenix noted, having already kicked off her shoes, she was now taking off her socks to reveal her now furry inhuman legs and the black cloven hooves they ended on. “Now I think I’m done.” She said looking down at her overstretched shirt and swiftly took it off and put on the bunny leotard. Yuma slid herself off the bed and began to slide on the Arabic top she was given.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Phil said out loud as he began to pull his tail off the hole. By then all his clothes had already fallen down into tatters. He blushed as he noticed he was now standing up naked in the middle of the room. His first reaction was to reach down to cover his crotch. “Okay this is slightly embarrassing… And one of the girls groped my tail,” he muttered reaching down for the swim wear that had come out of his own metallic orb, inspecting it and nodded, noticing that those trunks were now the correct size for him.

He worked them on and checked himself out.  He stood as an anthro red dragon that stood over eight feet tall. He smirked, pleased with the results and glanced back at the other two roommates and his jaw dropped.

Phoenix was now a succubus with a form and physique most women would kill for. Her wings were neatly folded behind her back as she adjusted her playboy bunny leotard while her tail, coming out right above the fake bunny tail, curling and running its tip down her leg sensually. She noticed and snorted “damn tail, cut that out,” She frowned, letting out a hiss as she picked up the bunny hair band. As well as her nametag, which remained as it normal.

“Yeah, tell me about it,” Yuma said dragging herself up the bed, trying to learn the proper movement technique to propel herself on the floor.  She had taken off the remains of her pants, the shirt, and kept on the vest on, over her exotic top.

Phil just smirked and walked over to the door leading to the backside, his tail accidentally knocking a lamp in the room. Both girls giggled. “Sorry… so are we all ready to go out?”

“Sure, honey,” said Yuma, pausing for a couple of seconds to digest what she just said.

“Careful, Andrew might have messed with our heads as well,” Phoenix laughed “Let’s get going.”

===

Third room

The third group, made out by Shizo, Mitch and the large bipedal mouse, Spencer, spent the first minutes in the room talking and inquiring regarding the anthropomorphic mouse’s presence. Mostly they wished to know where he was from and about his form.  The conversation seemed to be so entertaining none of them noticed the fact that the promised swimsuits were missing until they began to ask about Spencer’s unusual sword and armor set.  “Why did you bring it?”

“It serves as protection where I come from,” he shrugged as he began to undo the clasps that held his armor. It didn’t take him long to cast aside the breastplate and the sword belt and stand just in a brown tunic. He fetched his pocket for the metallic sphere and the nametag he had received about to put it on when the orb flashed, releasing sparks that zapped Spencer’s fur. Both Shizo and Mitch felt the same.

“Ow! Did I just got tased?” Shizo said startled.

“I felt something,” Mitch said muttered producing the metallic sphere and inspecting it closely. Only to see it pop open and a thing as well as a huge teal bikini appear and land on his hands. Mitch couldn’t help but blush at that. “This isn’t mine,” he said as a reflex.

“Not yours what?” Shizo manage to utter before the sphere he held on his hand hopped open and a cluster of clothes appeared on his arms. It included denim shorts a white shirt with a stylish grey pattern and a white bikini on it to match. “Where did…” he gasped.

Spencer looked down at his hand where the ball had been not long ago. At first he thought there was nothing, but then, he noticed a small leather collar. “What is the meaning of this?” he asked, his whiskers twitching uncomfortably as he looked up at Shizo and Mitch and then he noticed something different about them. “You two… are changing!” he gasped startled

“What?” Both Mitch and Shizo muttered startled as they looked at themselves then at each other and gasped almost at the same time “Your head!” They exclaimed pointing at each other.

Indeed, Mitch’s ears had grown longer and floppier, soon they would be twitching lightly to reflect their fear as they grow longer and longer. Slowly getting coated with a soft tone of black and white fur. Shizo, on his own end had his ears slowly migrating up to the top of his head, growing rounder and fuzzier with every passing second while his face began to acquire a whiter tone. Both boys squinted their eyes and noticed more details. Realizing that Mitch’s face was actually growing into a small muzzle while his lips began to slowly swell into a pouty set while his nostrils began to flare as his nose began to widen and grow larger, less perky whilst Shizo’s seemed to be growing peach fuzz on the lower part of his face, chin moustache and then began to spread all over it. “Oh my,” Mitch said reaching to feel his face.

Spencer stared at them in amazement and with a face full concer. It was then that he realized something. He was actually smaller than before. “I can’t…” he gasped trying to reach for his sword “We have to get out.” He said.

“I need some help. I suddenly feel a bit full” Mitch moaned. His voice vibrating towards the end as it stretched into a long bellow as he reached to rub his chest, feeling as if something was building there. His nipples were slowly growing longer and longer than the nipples of any women, now teats, tenting up against the shirt’s fabric, only arousing him as his chest seemed to balloon. His head was now definitely feminine looking while his hands began to change as well, his fingertips began to darken and clump together. Middle with index and ring with pinkie slowly began to draw closer, the distance between them disappearing until soon he had three fingers on each hand. Of course, there were other things that kept on his attention as he felt something growing on his belly, right bellow his belly button.  He reached to prod there and gasped feeling tender pink hairless skin, as opposed to the rest of his upper body which was coated with a spotty black and white short fur. “I have breasts! Like I have breasts!” he exclaimed out loud after a long time silent. Not noticing that his voice was now high pitched and girly at that, sounding somewhat ditzy.

“Did you hear yourself?” Shizo gasped startled as he noticed how much her voice had changed. His head had long since pushed out into a feline muzzle. He looked down at his chest and noticed he too had grown some breasts underneath the shirt, of course, hers were large, but nowhere near the size that Mitch’s were coming to be. His jaw squared slightly while his nose now grew pinker and more triangular in shape as, with mild and short stings, his whiskers grew in. It had a sensual tone added to it, but it was over all, the voice of a girl. A woman, and while Mitch’s seemed to emphasize on the m’s and o’s, Shizo’s words always seemed to end in purrs. “Or hear myself!” he gasped looking down at his hands and watching as his fingers grew coated with same special grey fur that had appeared all over his body whilst. His digits grew stubbier as his nails got lost on the way. That startled him for a second but with a simple flex of his fingers, his claws emerged back out.

Spencer ran urgently with sword in hand towards the door. The one handed sword felt bigger in his fingers, the more he ran towards the door the more uneasy it felt on his hands. His balance was thrown off as he wobbled over trying to hold it with both hands, so much that he dropped it. Now he stood almost as tall as the nightstand and still shrinking.  He raised his sword up high, letting out a war cry which came out with a loud squeak. But as he was about to swing the blade forth, it slipped. He looked startled at the sword on the floor and at his hands, seeing they were now somewhat stiffer, clumsy. He saw that his arms were slowly growing shorter than he remembered.

“I’m *squeak* getting smaller *squeak*!” he called out, looking down at his shirt, which now fitted him like a dress would, his pants and smallclothes had long since slipped. He looked around with a sense of fear and worry as he noticed himself shrinking even further.

“Aw, what a cute mouse,” Mitch said looking down at him as he adjusted down his pants, just to let a ropey tail slide down from just above his buttocks, swishing amusedly as his pink tender belly began to grow out. Slowly pushing itself and sagging even more, thankfully, Mitch had shamelessly taken his pants down as his hips grew wider to accentuated her curves. It looked as if he was trying to hide a football underneath his shirt.  His hand reached down to slowly feel it filled with milk. The surface was smooth and tender producing a sensual feeling to him, a feeling she almost wished to experience again and soon “as long as this lasts” he thought closing her eyes. His fingers felt the small nubbins on the surface, teats, protruding and slowly springing up into full growth.  The hand travelled around and down to feel underneath the udder only to confirm what the changes foreshadowed. That he was a full girl. He- she closed her eyes as she felt herself prodding a very sensitive point. It took her a lot of will power to have herself stop on that, which almost made her whimper.

Shizo stared at that as her changes already forced her to take off her pants, much to her dismay as a long fluffy tail grew, soft and grey, slowly and gently swishing around behind her as she came to the same conclusion as Mitch. She was a girl too, a sexy one as well, with curves on her body that any most women would envy and most men would want to caress. But instead of bragging and enjoying them as Mitch was doing, she began to act timidly. Stretching her shirt down to cover herself “Um… you shouldn’t-“

Right then, there was a large crash as a long green tail pierced its way through the wall. Mitch let out a startled gaps and distressful moo of fear as that happened. Shizo just jumped back, the fur on her shoulders and back standing to its end while Spencer just squeaked.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” called a voice from the other side of the wall. “I’ll pull this out as soon as I can.”

Shizo stared at the large reptilian chair as it wiggled around against the wall. Its spine ridges were just growing in and seemed to be making it difficult for it to slide through the wall. “Oh, let me help you,” Mitch called out, letting out a girly giggle trotting towards the door, her newly grown hooves clip-clopping against the floor. The new snow leopard woman blinked startled and then glanced down at her own feet, just in time to feel them constricting his feet. “what… oh god!” she gasped reaching down to try to undo her shoes before they were ruined after the incoming changes. “I have to… I’m not gonna make it!” she winced as she felt her toes slowly pushing and digging into the cushioned fabric of her sneakers. The tips pushed out and ripped through them. Her feet kept on growing more and more and her heels twitched slowly forcing her to stand up on the ball of her feet as her legs grew to become like paws. Oddly enough, the transition didn’t affect her balance and she grew used to it pretty quickly.

“*squeak* he-*squeak*lp!” She heard somebody plea. Shizo looked down to see a giant mouse standing on his hind legs. His face had already pushed out fully, as opposed to being a cross between human and animal. He was standing on his haunches which had bulked up and thickened while his feet had grown longer and thinner and his shoulders and arms had rotated before his body as his hands dangled in a begging position and every passing second he grew smaller and his posture more and more hunched over, soon he wouldn’t be able to remain standing for long. The anthro snow leopard gasped “S-Spencer?” he said reaching down for the small mouse. “What happened to you…” she paused and looked down at herself “Figures,” she muttered.

Spencer tried to speak and squeak, but no words would come out from his muzzle. Shizlo looked down at mouse on her hands as it kept on shrinking until being no bigger than the average mouse. Oddly enough, he nuzzled softly against her finger and looked up at her with studying eyes, so he imagined e could safely assume he was still him.

She looked down at the floor and noticed a small leather collar, with a buckle on the front side had a the name “Spencer”. She looked down at Spencer and sighed “Sorry but I think this is so you don’t get lost.” With utmost care, she slipped the collar on the small mouse. He only squeaked approvingly. Shizo looked down at her ill fitting clothes and at the outfit that had appeared on the bed. Denim Jeans with a pair tail hole along with feminine underwear to match and it was apparent that was hers. “I think I should get dressed as well,” she said placing Spencer on the nightstand as she began to slowly undressed. The little mouse turned around to give the snow leopardess his back. She giggled just as they heard a loud scratching sound as the tail was pulled into the other side.

They heard the clip clops of Mitch. “Like ,that dragon’s tail was cute, I can’t wait to see what’s on the other side,” the cowgirl that had once being Mitch mused, giggling before stopping and holding her head “Okay, I have to stop that! Let’s get out” she said looking over at the teal one pieced bikini that the metallic ball had produced for her and then at her breasts. Her first reaction was make a face, but then her personality shifted lightly and she sighed “Okay, I’ll get dressed in the bikini… And then we’ll go out and have fun,” she grinned.

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As the sun began to set, the pool in the backyard had begun to grow louder with upbeat and relaxing summer time music. The lights had been turned and some braziers had been lit around it. The pool was large on itself, not as big as a public one, but wide enough to hold the party goers into it.

The place was comfortably decorated with mats and tapestries from wall to wall, several lights dancing along with the music playing on the background. The staff, including Melanie, came over from time to time, carrying trays of food and drinks for them. The receptionist explained their situation and that their transformations would wear off as soon they took a step outside the building. A couple of hours in, a cook came over and began to set up a grill and salad bowl for supper.

When they decided to head out of their rooms, they all came out almost at the same time. When they realized who each other was, thanks to the nametags, what followed was an awkward silence between the. Most of them failed to notice Spencer, who had to squeak around to get them to notice him.

Bunny, Yuma and Phoenix were the first to come together by the pool, approaching the table to pick up some of the snacks, while Steph stayed as far away from the big bunny girl and Spencer, instead she went over to the pool “Who wants to come over and play some water polo!” she called jumping into the waters with a cannonball.

“Aren’t there any carrots around? Bunny wants carrots,” asked Bunny in her sweet chirpy voice as Phoenix proceeded to pick up some of the small sandwiches that laid on the table with her hands, and using her tail to pinch them up as well.

“Doesn’t being a succubus cause you any trouble, honey?” Yuma asked picking up some of the sandwiches herself, having decided to embrace her new body, since it was temporary after all. As she talked she noticed one of the staff members handing Bunny the carrot she asked for. She just squeaked happily and grabbed it, nibbling the tip like a cute rabbit.

“You mean getting urges of searching for a man to sink my fangs on and suck their virility?” Phoenix asked deviously, glancing towards Phil, the large dragon man standing before then, eying the women around him with interest, before snickering “No… But I do feel more playful, impish,” she said casually eating the sandwiches. “I can’t say I dislike this form.”

“Well I do miss my legs” she said, “I do hope it doesn’t make swimming harder.”

Elsewhere, Shizo was carrying Spencer towards the nearest stack of pool toys to pick one for her, she occasionally stroked and scratched the little mouse’s ear until they found a small hamster ball as well as a fitting floating ring which might allow him to spend some time in the pool. “Good, this will help you,” she said letting Spencer hop into the sphere and placing it down. He was quite happy on the custom made hamster ball and began to roll around. Shizo watched and smiled. She glanced at the pool and wondered whether to get it, feeling more self-aware now than ever.

“Like, why are you so dressed?” She heard Mitch, the cowgirl asks as she came closer to her. Mitch noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bikini anymore.

“Didn’t you have a bikini?” she asked.

“I tossed it, I found I soooo liked be out all natural,” she shrugged. “Like, everyone here is at least in a swimsuit or naked, like Spencer.”

“Spencer is a mouse,” she pointed before feeling the cow’s arm around her shoulders.

“You are among friends,” she shrugged “Come on, everyone here is different,” she reassured, only to get a smile out of Shizo’s muzzle. She nodded back.

Mitch walked up to the large dragoman, her hips and tail swaying sensually as she did. She entered the place with thoughts travelling her mind, a part of her wanted to hang out with a guy, that’s all she suddenly found herself thinking of them, and wondered whether anyone would ask her out, kiss her or else. Much to her disappointment, out of all the nine guys onboard, only Phil turned into a hunk, excluding Spencer for obvious reasons.

“Like, hello” she said softly, pouting softly as Phil tried to flirt with a snow leopardess, whose nametag read “Kaalia”. For a second, the ditzy cowgirl glanced between her and her friend, Shizo who was at that time sliding herself into the pool with her new bikini only to get glomped by Steph, who was already organizing a game of polo between her, Phoenix, Yuma and the feline girl. It took her some time to realize, they weren’t the same girl. “Like, hello” she said, now louder.

“Uh? Heya… Mitch?” Phil said as he glanced at the cow girl. He titled his head in curiosity and then gasped “Were you the one who groped my tail?”

“Yeah, it was so me. Yours is, like, sexy one.” She smirked “Thick and long, I wonder if the front matches the back.” She then blinked and blushed “Um… sorry, this thing kinda makes me act like this” she stuttered trying to close his eyes.

Phil looked down at her and blushed. “Alright, let’s have some fun. No compromises, for now,” he mused leaning closer to kiss her nose and glancing back as the girls began to climb on the pool for a game of water polo. Shortly after that, one of the staff members tapped on his shoulder, asking if he could light up the fire.

Eventually the games began, Steph, Yuma and Shizo were now playing against Bunny, Phoenix and Phil while Kaalia, Mitch (who was giving Kaalia occasional glances) and Spencer stood out as referees. The game started eager and able, with both sides fighting fair and evenly. Phoenix and Phil supposed their wings would give them an advantage on the game, but they didn’t, whilst Yuma’s long tail allowed her to reach higher than in the other players. Steph’s team emerged victorious just in time for supper. The special mixed supper that the resort’s staff had prepared for them.

After it dancing came on and the night lightened itself up as they began to enjoy and get to know each other better. When they least expected it, Melanie put on some music and the whole place turned out into its own version of a nightlife club. Some of them left to go back indoors and have some more modest fun, among them Spencer, who couldn’t dance, and Shizo with her new found shyness, for them, the staff left them some videogames as well as board games to entertain themselves and soon they went from the dance floor inside to have a sleepover.

“As a message from our client, thanks for participating,” Melanie told them a couple of hours past midnight as she and the staff finished cleaning up the outdoors pool and grill.