"Exposure to the rays of the azure sun causes humans and even animals to turn into all the races from fantasy games," explained the news anchor, who was safe inside a studio. "Our reporters have confirmed this through...first-hand experience."
A blonde reporter wearing a grey skirt suit and holding a microphone in her hand appeared on the screen beneath the tag "Earlier This Morning." She pointed up at the sun with her free hand. The sun was now an Azure blue, giving her skin a bluish tinge.
As the reporter and her television crew stared up at the blue light, she suddenly froze for a second and then doubled over in obvious pain, clutching her stomach in agony, as her body began to convulse. The first sign that she was changing was her hair, as the blonde color darkened to a chocolate brown and then into a raven black. Her hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail, began growing long and thicker before bursting out of the hair-tie, letting the long dark strands hang freely all the way down it her waist. Then, as the reporter was still leaning over, her skin visibly darkened into a deep bronze tan while all blemishes and imperfections vanished. The woman then began moaning loudly as she threw her head up and arched her back, clutching at her chest as her breasts appeared to be expanding, straining against her blouse. At the same time her shoulders seemed to be expanding, straining the already taut fabric of her jacket and blouse, while her sleeves seemed to be tighter as well. The blouse finally gave up the fight and just after the top buttons popped off, the rest of her outfit burst into shreds, revealing a strange new outfit.
She now wore what looked like the type of armor that looked like the female Night Elf armor from World of Warcraft, only it was black instead of purple. Not only was she wearing armor, but her body was looking more fit with her muscles showing perfectly (She is not overly buff, but just enough to show muscle tone). This was followed by a similar evening out of the irregularities in her body and changes in her proportions; she wasn't becoming a supermodel, but it looked to be close to it. Her breasts now looked to be big E-cups, her waist was lean and toned "“ showing a very visible toned six-pack - and her hips were wide. As her upper body completed its change, something began to happen to her legs, causing her to stumble forward, stepping out of her shoes in the process. Her legs, all the way from her waistline down to her feet, began to convulse and change.
First, her legs started to merge together, forming a single appendage - bursting apart her nylons and her panties - as her knee joints disappeared and her feet combined into a point. Then her lower half began to lengthen and grow as wide as her hips, finally stopped when it reached ten-feet in length. At this time brown, tan, and light brown scales began to appear forming a diamond pattern on the top, while white scales formed on the underside of the appendage. Her skirt had by then turned into a black loin cloth, with interlocking armor plates on the sides.
Suddenly, the reporter cried out in pain and she clutched at her head as it also began to change. Her ears stretched out into long points, her eyes then began to glow a brilliant green, and the rest of her face shifted into a prettier version of itself; fuller lips, higher cheek bones, slimmer eyebrows and a daintier nose. She then loosened the grip on her head as she began to sway from side to side, apparently struck by a wave of dizziness, but before Jon could make out what was happening now, the camera suddenly jerked several feet higher, and the screen became a whiplash blur as the cameraman whirled around to see what was going on.
When the camera settled down to a clear (if shaky) picture, it was focused down at the rest of the news crew. What was striking about the scene was that none of them resembled anything like what the reporter was turning into. The lower part of the frame was filled with a horse's hindquarters, a Chestnut by the looks of it, and a few strands of long brown hair came into view before the cameraman brushed them away with a feminine hand. As if startled by the site of the appendage, the cameraman fumbled with the camera, nearly dropping it and the screen now stared down into the cleaved valley of a pair of full DD-cup breasts, being contained by a form fitting, thick, black leather breast plate. So it wasn't hard to guess that the cameraman had just become a Centauress. The Centauress lifted the camera back up with trembling hands and focused on the two other people in the shot that had also changed in their own ways.
Standing in the middle of a pile of shredded clothes, was a beautiful Elvish maiden. She had long silver hair that she had pulled back into a long braid, silver-blue eyes glittered from a pretty face and a sleeveless leather tunic and leggings encased a very voluptuous and fit body. In her right hand she held a long bow and a quiver full of arrows hung from her back. Resting in its sheath, tied to a leather belt, was a gold hilted sword. She stood in a stance that almost seemed regal like, which only enhanced her beauty even more.
Beside the Elven warrior, stood a short and stout Dwarf "“ Jon imagined that he looked like Gimli from lord of the rings. Only with blonde hair and beard and blue eyes, wielding a scared battle-axe and a round iron shield.
After giving the audience a good look at the goings-on backstage (and probably upon realizing she was still broadcasting) the camera turned back around to show the reporter. The reporter had fully changed into a Naga, a snake woman. Her lower half a ten foot long snake tail, with a diamond pattern of tans and browns. The upper half a voluptuous human woman, long black hair with dark green highlights flowing down her back, large full breasts and a slim, toned waist. In the hand that had been holding her microphone, was now a long wooden staff with a large glowing emerald green jewel held on the top by what looked like four small twisted roots.
She was staring at the camera, when her glowing eyes seemed to shift their focus to the ground. She suddenly tensed, eyes wide, as she began shouting, though since she didn't have her microphone anymore so it was hard to hear her, but Jon was able to read her lips saying, "...from underground! Prepare for an attack!" before the screen shifted back a few yards as it focused on the ground. A sudden explosion of dirt and pavement filled the screen. The screen then cleared a bit showing the reporter as she slithered toward a small horde of creatures climbing from the hole in the street, thrusting her staff forward, her lips muttering unheard words. The jewel glowed brightly before a wave of green fireballs shot from the staff. Then the camera jiggled a bit before the screen went snowy.
"What are we going to do?" asked Jon's father Mark, shutting off the TV. "We can't hide in here forever. We need food; there's enough in the refrigerator to last us...?"
"One day," replied his wife Linda. "One and a half if we stretch it. I was going to go shopping today, but I can't now. I just hope this thing stops when the sun goes down."
"Even if it did go down Linda, I still don't think it would be safe," he stated.
Jon ran back upstairs. If the stone could affect the sun this one time, maybe it could do it again! Maybe he could fix this mess! He had just reached the second floor and was about to run into his room, when a voice spoke up behind him, "Jon? What's going on?"
Jon turned around and his eyes widened as he got a good look at the person behind him.
