Tim- or Tiffany- whoever she was, looked at the car anxiously. They just had to wave at them but... but the statue was there. "Michael? Can you get rid of the statue?"
Michelle suddenly stood up and glared at Tiffany. "My name.. is NOT Michael! It's Michelle. I will never be 'Michael' again... You will call me that from now on Tiffany!" She was really angry at her. "I've been really patient with you but- urgh! I just don't get you at all. We've got a gift, and all you see is a disease. Don't you get it yet? You're so.. unimaginative."
Tiffany flinched again. Her large bushy tail flat on her legs with an awkward stance. Something.. felt.. weird... an odd tingling... like something trying so hard to get out...
Michelle paused reflecting on her own words, as they echoed inside. Was she.. really ready to abandon... her past? That person.. that.. unemployed slob... let him go? Was being a man really that important... or... embrace this new body. This new sexy female body. He had never thought it would be an option but now that it was... it wasn't even a choice in her mind. "Even Should we find a way back- Michael had no prospects, no real future. He mooched off his friends, promising himself some day things would change she shook her head again. "Michelle Michelle though has a real future ahead of her. One where she's not bound by fate. One one where she can actually do something meaningful. For herself and for her friends." she smiled softly. "Michelle Isn't a burden... but you best be her friend... not her enemy." She grinned at the feeling of magic inside her body. She could unleash it so.. casually, so easily... she was learning.
"I don't think this car is going to stop..." whispered Belle. Why wouldn't they stop for a mouse, a squirrel and a fox girl?
Tiffany wasn't listening. Why was she calling her Tiffany.. she was Tim! She couldn't say it aloud- and- well- Michael wasn't a burden. He was her- his- friend. He wanted to help him... but... was he helping him now? Everything was getting hazy... she felt something strange, like an odd.. surging energy. "You... You're not a burden!"
As the words left Tiffany something was let out... the full fury of her emotions suddenly animated themselves as a lightning arc of energy. She gasped waving her hands wildly. They spread out from her body, and.. one arc was thrown to the passing car... while the other went to the statue of herself... the statue that seemed to be insulting her with its presence...
the car stopped.
"W-what did I do..." Tiffany hid her hands scared... did.. did she hurt...
Michelle blinked. "That's one way to do it... we got a car now!" She stretched a bit. "Let's go say hi."
Derek glanced to his date. "I'm excited about this concert. I got some good seats." He gestured to the glove compartment. "Today we are going.. to rock!"
"Yeah whatever," the girl next to him shrugged. "You ever think songs are getting kind of the same these days? It's like they are always playing the same chord." She glanced to the side road and arched an eyebrow. Did she just see a... nah... weird.
Derek continued to cruise down the road not seeing anyone. "Heh, well you're the musician not me. To be honest I'm not there for the music..." He gave a light wink to her.
Skylar giggled- then felt something warm on her neck. Gasping She took out a strange necklace and tilted her head for a look. It had a few symbols on it etched in diamonds. "Oh.. that's not good..."
Strange lights cascaded across the car. Derek looked at his hands, as they slowly changed. "Ah!" He stopped the car but.. his skin turned green. He felt an odd pressure on his back, as a huge tail began to push out much like a crocodile. His face started to take on a slightly muzzled appearance... his 'hands' such as they were, became different. It was like...
.. he had four legs...
Tiffany stared at her hands... then at the car. The two occupants inside started to spill out though- something was wrong. One of them was.. very clearly no longer human.
"What the heck happened to me!" Said the.. dragon? He looked like a humanoid dragon... As he stepped out of the car, it was clear he was not bipedal any more. He stood on four legs much like a komodo dragon. He had green scales, and had a long tail to the end.
"Yikes..." The woman appraised the dragon... thing- her boyfriend. This was weird.. but weird was good in her book. "Maybe those guys know..." The woman appeared to be untouched. She looked like a punk girl. Purple spiky hair, skull with a rose diagram on her T-shirt... as well as tight blue jeans. "Hey... did you see what happened? My boyfriends a dragon!"
The poor four-legged creature ran in circles. "How am I supposed to drive like this!" The dragon asked. "You got to get me to a hospital or something." His voice was a bit raspy.. not to mention just a touch... higher pitched? He Looked awkwardly around his tattered clothes, how own jeans barely hanging onto him as he moved around.
The other woman just stared and giggled. "Man Derek, you're going to be a hit at the rave looking like that." The woman said rather casually as she walked to the group on the side road. "Oh hey girls, You want to tell me why magical lightning turned my boyfriend into a dragon?"
"This isn't funny!" The dragon protested. "You never take anything seriously. I could be dying and you're just so casual about it!" His green tail flicked back animated.
"Well you're not dying. You're a dragon." She gave a look over him. "Yep... that's going to be a pain."
Michelle smirked as she observed the girl. She really did like her. Something about that carefree attitude reminded her of... of her new self. "Hey... I'm Michelle."
"I'm Belle! That's Tiffany." said the mouse-girl.
"Skylar." she motioned a light wave. "Hey, love the fox ears and tails, hun. So you guys furies or in a costume party?" she grinned.
Michelle smiled back. "I am rather fond of them!" she grinned crossing her arms in a casual wink. "-and they're better still to the touch!"
"Oh, tempting."
Tiffany frowned looking up- upwards at the taller girls. "I'm not a freakin' furry!" she protested squirrel tail and ears proudly on her form.
"Heh, cute." Skylar giggled patting the smaller girl. "So what's the deal?"
"It- It was-" Tiffany had to come clean... she.. had to... tell them..
"It was the statue." Michelle explained. "It's cursed. It turned us into this, and well.. yeah, I guess it turned your boyfriend into a dragon too."
"The statue that looks like your squirrel friend?" Skylar asked not quite believing her.
Derek however only saw the thing that had turned him into the dragon. "This damn thing?! I'm going to break it!" He started to attack the statue. "Turn me back to normal you you piece of crap!"
The statue started to glow and.. the eyes became even brighter. Tiffany was not sure what to think as she took a few steps back. This thing was connected to her... somehow. Or was that her own magic? She could feel chaos... This thing was about to do something weird! "No- get back!" But with a sudden zap of power, Derek just.. disappeared.
"Oh dear." Skylar took a slight step back. "Hmm.. Oh wait I found him..." She picked something up from the ground- along with a note. "So... you girls got a lot to explain." She picked up what looked like a bra- though it was not a normal bra, but one with four cups attached to the straps. It looked like a bra made for someone with four breasts.. "Haven't seen something like this in a while..." she carefully read the note "One hour penalty. Oh boy..."
"What... just happened?" Asked Tiffany looking blankly.
Then the statue started to talk.. a voice inside their minds. "Magic..." it's voice sounded so much like Tiffany. "Your desires... I make with magic... what you need... he attacked us... I made it from him..."
Tiffany blinked. What kind of sick game was this! "Who the heck are you!" she shouted. The statue looked identical to her... but she would never turn a person into a.. a bra! "Nobody can even wear...
that.. it's got.. well.. four..."
The statue's gaze focussed on Tiffany. Its eyes moving between glances- somehow moving, but never caught in the act of moving. "...; you you are fighting me... part of me... rejection leads you only to suffering The world is change Embrace and accept or be torn apart by its tides "
Tiffany was taken slightly aback. "Wait- did you turn me into this? Who are you!" The squirrel looked in some desperation.
The four-cupped bra started to float going to the squirrel, away from Skylar's hand. "You'll.. need this..... comfort... let's be happy for a while... until we need something else... magic... is a wish..."
Tiffany was about to say the statue was nuts when- she felt... a strange stirring in her chest, below her breasts. The stirring started to feel rather warm. Moments later, the squirrel girl felt the sensation she'd only felt once before, in dream "“ Beneath her breasts, her chest Her chest was starting to swell! Her top started to feel even tighter as it was stretched by the growth of an additional two mounds- though largely hidden by her hoodie, thankfully. "A- wh- what the..." - no- it- it couldn't be..."C-Can we get out of here..." said Tiffany. She glanced at the bra that Michelle had. She was.. supposed to wear that?!
"Okay yeah- No idea what just happened, but I'm getting away from that statue," said Skylar "Hop in, the lady with the fox-tails can come in front with me."
Tiffany cringed at the statue as she slowly got into the car. She knew something else had changed now and... it was something so very impossible yet... it was now certainly very possible that she could wear that bra...
