Be My Valentines - TG TF BE

The sound of the door opening was nearly enough to make Lucky dive backwards, his heart instantly leaping into his throat. He took a heavy breath, trying to calm down a little before taking a step inside, and then another. There was a new heater in the room.

The woman behind the counter smiled at him as he came up. "Second year, dear?" Lucky nodded. "I married my date."

"Most do, dear… did someone use a transformation spell to shift you back?"

He nodded, twisting his lips. "My husband found out and panicked. I wanted to calm him down, but…" he gestured at his flat chest, smooth pale and rippling with human muscle beneath the flesh. "Skunk boys aren't exactly my type at the moment…"

"I imagine the feelins are mutual." She smiled at him kindly to take some of the sting away as she gripped his hand. "I assume you're here because some feelings developed?"

He nodded, reluctantly, pressing a hand at his flat chest. "I got used to having breasts… I sort of;… I just… he used to know just how to touch them…" he blushed, trying to pull back, but she gripped his hand tightly. After a moment he gave up and let out a sob. "I was a guy originally. So why can't i…"

"It's not your fault, dear," she whispered, giving him a kiss on the hand. "Katie alters the soul to make things easier on those she changes. The magic that turned you back probably didn't do that. It's perfectly normal, hun. How did it happen."

He scratched beneath the open shift of his chest a little, a bit embarrassed. "There was a potion shop… It was a gender bending potion, and… well… he blushed, plucking a little at the pants. "I'm wearing pants, now.."

The woman nodded, motioning for him to go on. He paused a moment to scratch his nipples, they felt itchy. His entire body did.

"Well, that's about all there is to it really, I guess… Jason got panicky at finding a human male in front of him and took off before I could explain anything. So I was hoping a new shift…" he hesitated, glancing down the white tiled hallways. "Where is Katie, anyway?"

"Oh, she's far too busy to handle very zap. Something like this is usually left to the lower downs, hun." She laughed, patting his hand a little. There was a black spot there; it felt soft beneath his fingers when he rubbed at it. "There's even one that works the reception desk."

The black spot spread across her form, the hair twisting inward as he moaned. The woman had a smile on her face when he looked at her again, now fighting the urge to vomit as her sides tried to simultaneously thrust their way inside of her. "W-What…"


"Even a clerk can handle something as lowly as a potion reversal, honey," she laughed, reaching out to touch his face when he stumbled forward. He felt it twisting into a cartoonish snout, the fur moving across it in a ripple as his nose erupted into a pink triangle. Silvery hair dropped down his back in waves, flowing to the floor as his pants dropped down around a withering manhood. The woman was cackling as it disappeared inside of him, slamming her thigh in evident pleasure. "I just rubbed some antidote on you."

"Lacy's" throat was on fire. Words wouldn't squeeze its way out, her knees were unable to support her. The ground came to meet her in a rush, and stopped short as shock ran through her system. Hard nipples rubbed against the cold floor as she was pushed up by the growing force of her breasts, the flesh moving a pace ahead of the growing furr. She thought they were even bigger than last time. She smiled with surprised gratefulness to see their familiar shapes, either way, stroking the cartooned breasts as her tail slowly worked its way out of her rear.

"Clothes?" she asked, questioningly.

"Complimentary, for the laugh." The woman wiggled a finger with a smile, the tight clothes pressing against Lacy's nipples. She felt no bra, but didn't think she'd need one. The cloth itself supported her, almost crawling across her skin as she stumbled to her feet and out the door.

A human woman greeted her, mouth agape as her blond hair flickered in the wind. "Lacy?" she whispered. There was something familiar in the tone.

"Jason?"

He blushed, glancing towards the building. "I… I thought the shift was permanent, so I came here, but… you… you're a…." he blushed. "There was a girl named Katie, and she said-"

"I don't care," interrupted Lacy. "I don't care what you look like. I just…" she fidgeted, blushing a little at the cheesiness of her line. "Want you to be my valentines."