A commissioned piece from the talented OtherWords I really enjoying watching this come together. Thanks again.
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The short write up is by yours truly.
Marko was just your everyday unassuming citizen. Working, paying taxes and finding what little pleasures he could in-between. He never had much to complain about but every now and then he wished for a little more out of life. It's not like he wanted to be a famous movie star or anything. He actually found peace in his solitude. His small circle of acquaintances invited him on activities now and then and the everyday workings of his employment provided more than enough "social interaction" either being a pleasant good morning or vocal bouts over policies and procedures (that he really couldn't do anything about). Honestly he spent most of his time at work as the long hours provided enough cash for him to live comfortable, even if it did get on his nerves.
On his 24th birthday Marko had seen that one of his favorite artists was in town and there were still tickets left. That night he went to the concert as a treat to himself. Toro y Moi was playing and his friend Chris had decided to tag along with him last minute. Marko was fond of Chris and appreciated the fact that he would come with his to the show. Marko had feelings for his friend but with Chris being straight Marko never made any advances, and due to his shyness Marko stuffed it down with drinks from the bar chased with nervous laugher. Occasionally he excused himself to the bathroom to slap some sense into his head.
After the show was over they parted ways and Marko made his way to the subway. Noticing a shortcut through an alley he decided that he could save some time on way home.
While strolling through a shortcut a sharp, cramping pain hit Marko right in the stomach with a sudden force. He wondered if it had been something he had eaten or if he had drank too much. The pain slowed his walking pace until he found himself hunched over grabbing his sides hoping the discomfort would pass. "Damn, did somebody spike my drink?" he whispered to himself.
It was then that the pain had radiated from his core to the rest of his body. It felt like thousands of hot needles nipped at his skin while his muscles seized his body into stone like hardness.
He couldn't move or open his eyes for the pain was too great. To him it felt as if his bones were trying to push their way out of his body.
He felt his limbs grow thicker and longer, outgrowing the clothes and beginning to tear them to shreds. His muscles felt the same as if he had been overdoing it in the gym, stiff and sore yet... stronger. Hands and feet elongated with the limbs until sharp claws burst through the thick extremities. The abdomen seemed to stretch upward as well. Still grabbing his sides Marko could feel his skin start to harden to a scaly finish. "What the hell is going on?" he thought to himself.
Just as fast as he felt his body getting taller he could feel something trying to escape out of his lower back. Peaking out he saw a tail lashing back and forth growing inch by inch every second.
Soon, odd protrusions were were staring to push out of his forehead and back simultaniouly until pushing out the back of his shirt. It was a queer feeling to move these new appendages as they formed into wings. His face was also no exception as it pushed outward bringing sharp fangs along with it. His glasses fell to the ground but with everything going on he didn't have a chance to care. As his form continued to grow he lost his balance sliding down the side of the wall while his body finished the final details of his transformation.
Quickly the pain subsided and clumsily coming to his 4 feet noticed he was standing at almost twice the height of his former self. He stronger and even a bit euphoric. A lot of emotions were going through his head at the time. Immediately he look around to see if anyone had noticed what had happened. Taking a good look at himself he couldn't help but utter in disbelief. "Am I a fuk'n dragon?". Marko was completely dumfounded, "This type of stuff only happens in movies" he thought. But this was no movie.
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The short write up is by yours truly.
Marko was just your everyday unassuming citizen. Working, paying taxes and finding what little pleasures he could in-between. He never had much to complain about but every now and then he wished for a little more out of life. It's not like he wanted to be a famous movie star or anything. He actually found peace in his solitude. His small circle of acquaintances invited him on activities now and then and the everyday workings of his employment provided more than enough "social interaction" either being a pleasant good morning or vocal bouts over policies and procedures (that he really couldn't do anything about). Honestly he spent most of his time at work as the long hours provided enough cash for him to live comfortable, even if it did get on his nerves.
On his 24th birthday Marko had seen that one of his favorite artists was in town and there were still tickets left. That night he went to the concert as a treat to himself. Toro y Moi was playing and his friend Chris had decided to tag along with him last minute. Marko was fond of Chris and appreciated the fact that he would come with his to the show. Marko had feelings for his friend but with Chris being straight Marko never made any advances, and due to his shyness Marko stuffed it down with drinks from the bar chased with nervous laugher. Occasionally he excused himself to the bathroom to slap some sense into his head.
After the show was over they parted ways and Marko made his way to the subway. Noticing a shortcut through an alley he decided that he could save some time on way home.
While strolling through a shortcut a sharp, cramping pain hit Marko right in the stomach with a sudden force. He wondered if it had been something he had eaten or if he had drank too much. The pain slowed his walking pace until he found himself hunched over grabbing his sides hoping the discomfort would pass. "Damn, did somebody spike my drink?" he whispered to himself.
It was then that the pain had radiated from his core to the rest of his body. It felt like thousands of hot needles nipped at his skin while his muscles seized his body into stone like hardness.
He couldn't move or open his eyes for the pain was too great. To him it felt as if his bones were trying to push their way out of his body.
He felt his limbs grow thicker and longer, outgrowing the clothes and beginning to tear them to shreds. His muscles felt the same as if he had been overdoing it in the gym, stiff and sore yet... stronger. Hands and feet elongated with the limbs until sharp claws burst through the thick extremities. The abdomen seemed to stretch upward as well. Still grabbing his sides Marko could feel his skin start to harden to a scaly finish. "What the hell is going on?" he thought to himself.
Just as fast as he felt his body getting taller he could feel something trying to escape out of his lower back. Peaking out he saw a tail lashing back and forth growing inch by inch every second.
Soon, odd protrusions were were staring to push out of his forehead and back simultaniouly until pushing out the back of his shirt. It was a queer feeling to move these new appendages as they formed into wings. His face was also no exception as it pushed outward bringing sharp fangs along with it. His glasses fell to the ground but with everything going on he didn't have a chance to care. As his form continued to grow he lost his balance sliding down the side of the wall while his body finished the final details of his transformation.
Quickly the pain subsided and clumsily coming to his 4 feet noticed he was standing at almost twice the height of his former self. He stronger and even a bit euphoric. A lot of emotions were going through his head at the time. Immediately he look around to see if anyone had noticed what had happened. Taking a good look at himself he couldn't help but utter in disbelief. "Am I a fuk'n dragon?". Marko was completely dumfounded, "This type of stuff only happens in movies" he thought. But this was no movie.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Western Dragon
Gender Male
Size 989 x 1280px
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