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"What are we going to do with this?" the lemur asked to his partner in crime.
"I don't know! Why'd you steal this anyway? Are you an idiot Mike?" the lizard retorted back.
"Shut up Bill, you were eyeing them too!" Mike snapped back.
"The the hell are you going to do with a holster? You don't even have anything to put it in!"
"I could though! Maybe now I will now that I own it."
"And that cowboy hat? Really? You don't even look that good in regular hats, that won't look good on you at all!"
"Ugh, fine, whatever. It's too late now, we already took it from that weird store! And they're still chasing after us!"
"Just ditch it in the trash, we don't need it anyway! It'll just let them track things back to us!"
"Fine, but you owe me a better hat!"
The lemur reluctantly tossed his cowboy hat and holster into the trash as the two thieves continued their escape from their pursuers. Those chasing the two failed to see the stolen merchandise they were giving chase for in the first place, leaving them there for someone else to discover...
*****
Germán was arriving home after a nice walk. The meowstic was enjoying the end of the day after being busy for most of it. A walk was just what he needed to refresh himself! He had missed the commotion that had happened around the corner from his home, though what he didn't miss was the interesting accessories in his trash can!
He walked over, picking out the cowboy hat and holster. "Wonder who threw this out, looks practically brand new! Stylish too!" Germán chuckled to himself. "I think I'll keep it for myself if they're just going to throw it out! Not sure what I'll use the holster for but it looks like it goes with the cowboy hat! Maybe he could get a cowboy outfit together for a costume party or next Halloween!
With that, Germán took his new treasures up into his apartment, putting the hat down on the couch along with his holster. He was going to spend the rest of his day unwinding, at least that was the plan. When he sat down on the couch, a strange glow came out from the hat. The meowstic looked toward it, tilting his head in confusion, even more so when it blew toward him as if a gust of wind had traveled through the room. He felt a sneeze coming on and gave in to that feeling. The sneeze felt much more unusual than before, with a chill traveling down his spine afterward. Not only that, he felt a strange fog forming in his head that was making it much harder for Germán to think, all while his body began to change.
His ears rose up, completely straightening as the curve in Germán's ears vanished. The tips of them lost their rounded points, instead growing and filling out into a more rectangular one. Their length stayed the same, but the color of it didn't. Instead, the blue and white fur was being converted into a bright purple color.
This same purple fur continued to replace the fur that was on Germán's head. The purple spread over the top half of his face, anything from the muzzle downward being spared from it. Notably, the size of Germán's eyes increased, pushing together as the two eyes became connected at the center. The meowstic's green eyes turned blue, with the blues of his eyes turning white. All of Germán's hair rapidly receded back into his fur, being buried underneath it as he no longer had hair at all except for his fur.
Speaking of, Germán's fur around his muzzle would change into a different color rather than blue. Instead, it became a bright snowball white that covered up the lower half of his face. His muzzle was rather short at first, but it extended outward a fair bit almost tripling in its original size. At the end of it, Germán's nose became large and triangular, colored a bluish-purple color. Emerging out from the side of his muzzle, a particularly long tooth formed in a triangular shape with a very sharp point, a fang now sticking out from the muzzle.
Germán's arms were losing a decent bit of mass as they became noticeably thinner, almost lankily so. Now, a hand could completely wrap around his arms with ease. Despite this, the size of Germán's hands didn't shrink along with his arms. In fact, they actually enlarged, practically doubling in size to give him a bit more "cartoon-y" proportions. Like his head, bright purple fur was replacing the white and blue on his body. The purple grew over his shoulders and down his arms all the way to his hands where they became completely covered with purple fur. The white tuft of fur around the meowstic's neck though would vanish entirely, leaving it completely smooth with purple fur behind.
The same purple fur spread over most of Germán's upper body. The exception would be the front of it where it formed white fur instead. This was circueld out just below the belt and curved upward, ending a bit below his neck with a "V" indent in there.
Germán's multiple tails would push closer together, eventually merging together as they became but one tail. His tail would become stronger, all while a deep bend formed halfway down it. The fluffiness of Germán's tail was vanishing, leaving a much thinner and organized tail in its wake. The top of it became pointed, with the bone structure in the tail strong enough to support his entire body and he could even bounce on it if he desired now. The blue fur with sports of white vanished, being replaced with the bright purple fur that had grown at every other part of his body that had changed.
This would include his legs, which would have the colors shift to bright purple as well all the way down to his feet. With that, Germán's fur had completely shifted color palettes, now fully purple with a few spots of white at his torso and muzzle. The width of his legs would thin out much like his arms had, only slightly wider than the noodle-y arms they had become. And just like his hands, Germán's paws enlarged a good bit. They practically doubled in both width and length, wider than both legs combined.
Germán's outfit would alter to better fit his new form too. The sweater wrapped around his waist would have the arms of them wrap around the waist fully, connecting at the holes while the rest of the sweater rode up and merged in with it. At the center, a yellow buckle formed with the fabric turning into a bright brown leather, the sweater now a thick belt wrapped nicely around Germán's waist, the flap hanging off slightly. As for his pants, the legs grew longer, wrapped around his paws while the top half of it shrank down to his knees, separating around the waistband to become two distinct garments. They reached his knees where it was white all the way down to his feet, where they wrapped around before the rest of it hardened and turned red, Germán's pants having turned into a pair of knee-high white and red boots. The shirt and bandana that Germán was wearing quickly vanished into thin air, leaving no sign of having ever been there in the first place. Two final garments formed, this time around his hands. On each one a large brown glove materialized with a silver metal plate and the backhand of each of them. With that, the meowstic man had been transformed into a mobian weasel.
The physical changes were done, but there were still more layers to the transformation. After all this had occurred, the second stage of the transformation began. The daze came back with a vengeance in Germán's head as a massive headache came on. He was quickly forgetting about his old form and life. His name, former species as a meowstic, and everything he had done up to this point was vanishing in an instant.
It didn't leave a void in his head, however, as an entirely new personality was filling it out. He was now much greedier, willing to do anything for the highest bidder. He was a bounty hunter, in it for nothing but himself. He was always looking after number one - himself. He was no stranger to fleeing when things got hairy, no job was worth getting hurt for after all! No longer was the new weasel Germán, but Fang the Sniper, although he had a few aliases such as Nack to keep people off of his trail!
The world around Germán, now fully Fang altered. Everything around him was becoming brighter and more colorful. However, as for what was in the apartment, that was becoming less nice. Fang never stayed around one place for too long, in his line of work you couldn't risk things getting tracked back to you after all! As such, the apartment reflected that, trash scattered around, documents for some of his bounties hidden around.
Outside of the apartment, something close to Fang materialized outside. It was large and yellow, capable of flying in the air as his hover bike the Marvelous Queen would now be out there ready for Fang to use whenever he wanted, and tonight was going to be one of those nights.
"Alright, another job, should be an easy one." Fang said confidently, cracking his neck and walking over to the couch, picking up the holster there and trading off his belt for it. "Got to always come prepared!" he smirked, walking over to one of his drawers and pulling out his signature pistol. He swung it around on his fingers a few times before throwing it into the air and catching it with the holster itself.
"Heh, still got it." he smirked proudly to himself as he walked back to the couch, walking over and picking up his hat.
"Can't leave the house with my trusty ol' hat, this ol' girl's been with me through thick n' thin." the weasel chuckled to himself, flicking his wrist to spin the hat and place it onto his head, his ears getting pushed down as the brim of the hat kept them lowered.
"Now then, what job do I have today?" he walked back over to his paper, snatching up the order on it. "Looks like a simple theft gig, pft, I could get that done and be home before bedtime. This is child's play, but a high bid is a high bid." he laughed to himself as he crumbled up the paper and tossed it back on the counter.
Fang exited his apartment and headed back down to its driveway, a wicked grin forming as he walked up to the Marvelous Queen. "Ah, I never get tired of looking at her!" Fan laughed, running his hand down the side of the vehicle. "After I get paid for this job, I'll get you a nice detailing job, you've earned it, and I'll earn me a nice steak dinner!" he said proudly, kicking up his leg over the seat and turning the Marvelous Queen on.
"Alright, enough bantering with myself, I got a job to do! Let's get in and out nice and quickly, I got a show I want to watch tonight I ain't intended to miss. So let's get it done and get that emerald from some dumb echidna. What's the worst he could do? Scold me for taking it?" Fang gave a confident laugh as he took off into the sky, off the do a job like many he had ever done before. Any traces of Germán were fully erased now, including the very reality he had existed in! Instead, he was now in Mobius and a bounty hunting weasel named Fang with no recollection of how he came to this world, he had always been a part of it, and he was always going to get his job done.
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"What are we going to do with this?" the lemur asked to his partner in crime.
"I don't know! Why'd you steal this anyway? Are you an idiot Mike?" the lizard retorted back.
"Shut up Bill, you were eyeing them too!" Mike snapped back.
"The the hell are you going to do with a holster? You don't even have anything to put it in!"
"I could though! Maybe now I will now that I own it."
"And that cowboy hat? Really? You don't even look that good in regular hats, that won't look good on you at all!"
"Ugh, fine, whatever. It's too late now, we already took it from that weird store! And they're still chasing after us!"
"Just ditch it in the trash, we don't need it anyway! It'll just let them track things back to us!"
"Fine, but you owe me a better hat!"
The lemur reluctantly tossed his cowboy hat and holster into the trash as the two thieves continued their escape from their pursuers. Those chasing the two failed to see the stolen merchandise they were giving chase for in the first place, leaving them there for someone else to discover...
*****
Germán was arriving home after a nice walk. The meowstic was enjoying the end of the day after being busy for most of it. A walk was just what he needed to refresh himself! He had missed the commotion that had happened around the corner from his home, though what he didn't miss was the interesting accessories in his trash can!
He walked over, picking out the cowboy hat and holster. "Wonder who threw this out, looks practically brand new! Stylish too!" Germán chuckled to himself. "I think I'll keep it for myself if they're just going to throw it out! Not sure what I'll use the holster for but it looks like it goes with the cowboy hat! Maybe he could get a cowboy outfit together for a costume party or next Halloween!
With that, Germán took his new treasures up into his apartment, putting the hat down on the couch along with his holster. He was going to spend the rest of his day unwinding, at least that was the plan. When he sat down on the couch, a strange glow came out from the hat. The meowstic looked toward it, tilting his head in confusion, even more so when it blew toward him as if a gust of wind had traveled through the room. He felt a sneeze coming on and gave in to that feeling. The sneeze felt much more unusual than before, with a chill traveling down his spine afterward. Not only that, he felt a strange fog forming in his head that was making it much harder for Germán to think, all while his body began to change.
His ears rose up, completely straightening as the curve in Germán's ears vanished. The tips of them lost their rounded points, instead growing and filling out into a more rectangular one. Their length stayed the same, but the color of it didn't. Instead, the blue and white fur was being converted into a bright purple color.
This same purple fur continued to replace the fur that was on Germán's head. The purple spread over the top half of his face, anything from the muzzle downward being spared from it. Notably, the size of Germán's eyes increased, pushing together as the two eyes became connected at the center. The meowstic's green eyes turned blue, with the blues of his eyes turning white. All of Germán's hair rapidly receded back into his fur, being buried underneath it as he no longer had hair at all except for his fur.
Speaking of, Germán's fur around his muzzle would change into a different color rather than blue. Instead, it became a bright snowball white that covered up the lower half of his face. His muzzle was rather short at first, but it extended outward a fair bit almost tripling in its original size. At the end of it, Germán's nose became large and triangular, colored a bluish-purple color. Emerging out from the side of his muzzle, a particularly long tooth formed in a triangular shape with a very sharp point, a fang now sticking out from the muzzle.
Germán's arms were losing a decent bit of mass as they became noticeably thinner, almost lankily so. Now, a hand could completely wrap around his arms with ease. Despite this, the size of Germán's hands didn't shrink along with his arms. In fact, they actually enlarged, practically doubling in size to give him a bit more "cartoon-y" proportions. Like his head, bright purple fur was replacing the white and blue on his body. The purple grew over his shoulders and down his arms all the way to his hands where they became completely covered with purple fur. The white tuft of fur around the meowstic's neck though would vanish entirely, leaving it completely smooth with purple fur behind.
The same purple fur spread over most of Germán's upper body. The exception would be the front of it where it formed white fur instead. This was circueld out just below the belt and curved upward, ending a bit below his neck with a "V" indent in there.
Germán's multiple tails would push closer together, eventually merging together as they became but one tail. His tail would become stronger, all while a deep bend formed halfway down it. The fluffiness of Germán's tail was vanishing, leaving a much thinner and organized tail in its wake. The top of it became pointed, with the bone structure in the tail strong enough to support his entire body and he could even bounce on it if he desired now. The blue fur with sports of white vanished, being replaced with the bright purple fur that had grown at every other part of his body that had changed.
This would include his legs, which would have the colors shift to bright purple as well all the way down to his feet. With that, Germán's fur had completely shifted color palettes, now fully purple with a few spots of white at his torso and muzzle. The width of his legs would thin out much like his arms had, only slightly wider than the noodle-y arms they had become. And just like his hands, Germán's paws enlarged a good bit. They practically doubled in both width and length, wider than both legs combined.
Germán's outfit would alter to better fit his new form too. The sweater wrapped around his waist would have the arms of them wrap around the waist fully, connecting at the holes while the rest of the sweater rode up and merged in with it. At the center, a yellow buckle formed with the fabric turning into a bright brown leather, the sweater now a thick belt wrapped nicely around Germán's waist, the flap hanging off slightly. As for his pants, the legs grew longer, wrapped around his paws while the top half of it shrank down to his knees, separating around the waistband to become two distinct garments. They reached his knees where it was white all the way down to his feet, where they wrapped around before the rest of it hardened and turned red, Germán's pants having turned into a pair of knee-high white and red boots. The shirt and bandana that Germán was wearing quickly vanished into thin air, leaving no sign of having ever been there in the first place. Two final garments formed, this time around his hands. On each one a large brown glove materialized with a silver metal plate and the backhand of each of them. With that, the meowstic man had been transformed into a mobian weasel.
The physical changes were done, but there were still more layers to the transformation. After all this had occurred, the second stage of the transformation began. The daze came back with a vengeance in Germán's head as a massive headache came on. He was quickly forgetting about his old form and life. His name, former species as a meowstic, and everything he had done up to this point was vanishing in an instant.
It didn't leave a void in his head, however, as an entirely new personality was filling it out. He was now much greedier, willing to do anything for the highest bidder. He was a bounty hunter, in it for nothing but himself. He was always looking after number one - himself. He was no stranger to fleeing when things got hairy, no job was worth getting hurt for after all! No longer was the new weasel Germán, but Fang the Sniper, although he had a few aliases such as Nack to keep people off of his trail!
The world around Germán, now fully Fang altered. Everything around him was becoming brighter and more colorful. However, as for what was in the apartment, that was becoming less nice. Fang never stayed around one place for too long, in his line of work you couldn't risk things getting tracked back to you after all! As such, the apartment reflected that, trash scattered around, documents for some of his bounties hidden around.
Outside of the apartment, something close to Fang materialized outside. It was large and yellow, capable of flying in the air as his hover bike the Marvelous Queen would now be out there ready for Fang to use whenever he wanted, and tonight was going to be one of those nights.
"Alright, another job, should be an easy one." Fang said confidently, cracking his neck and walking over to the couch, picking up the holster there and trading off his belt for it. "Got to always come prepared!" he smirked, walking over to one of his drawers and pulling out his signature pistol. He swung it around on his fingers a few times before throwing it into the air and catching it with the holster itself.
"Heh, still got it." he smirked proudly to himself as he walked back to the couch, walking over and picking up his hat.
"Can't leave the house with my trusty ol' hat, this ol' girl's been with me through thick n' thin." the weasel chuckled to himself, flicking his wrist to spin the hat and place it onto his head, his ears getting pushed down as the brim of the hat kept them lowered.
"Now then, what job do I have today?" he walked back over to his paper, snatching up the order on it. "Looks like a simple theft gig, pft, I could get that done and be home before bedtime. This is child's play, but a high bid is a high bid." he laughed to himself as he crumbled up the paper and tossed it back on the counter.
Fang exited his apartment and headed back down to its driveway, a wicked grin forming as he walked up to the Marvelous Queen. "Ah, I never get tired of looking at her!" Fan laughed, running his hand down the side of the vehicle. "After I get paid for this job, I'll get you a nice detailing job, you've earned it, and I'll earn me a nice steak dinner!" he said proudly, kicking up his leg over the seat and turning the Marvelous Queen on.
"Alright, enough bantering with myself, I got a job to do! Let's get in and out nice and quickly, I got a show I want to watch tonight I ain't intended to miss. So let's get it done and get that emerald from some dumb echidna. What's the worst he could do? Scold me for taking it?" Fang gave a confident laugh as he took off into the sky, off the do a job like many he had ever done before. Any traces of Germán were fully erased now, including the very reality he had existed in! Instead, he was now in Mobius and a bounty hunting weasel named Fang with no recollection of how he came to this world, he had always been a part of it, and he was always going to get his job done.
Another Man's Treasure (Fang the Sniper TF/MC)
Commission for ArchivesOfHispanicZuoh !
Category Story / Transformation
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 120 x 102px
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