A Night To Remember

A Night To Remember

Arguments and disagreements among friends is only naturally until it takes a different turn i i think you guys can guess where this one is going.

Fayes Woods, 21 and Izzie Murray, 20 had been best friends since they met way back in preschool and like all friends found multiple things they like and disliked even though that did cause tensions between them and like all good friends they did end up falling out over a few things but eventually made up and put aside their differences but there was one time both girls had an argument that neither of them could say sorry and make up from.

It was a warm Spring Saturday night when it began, our two girls, Faye and Izzie were at bar after and hard weeks work. Anyway both girls were sitting in a small booth when a cute looking guy in both their eyes walked past and winked at them.
“Oh my god did you see Izzie?” Faye burst out in shock
“What? him winking at me?” Izzie replied
Faye looked confused as she stared at her mate, “Really you?” she retorted
“Yeah me” came the sharp answer from Izzie’s mouth.
“Why would he be looking at you?” Faye asked as she sipped on her drink, “Every time you try and ask a boy out you shy away and become a cluck”
“A cluck?” Izzie quizzed
“Yeah, cluck as in chicken” Faye chuckled as she stood up and began to walk away from the booth making childish clucking noises,
“Well i’m glad i’m not a sly childish fox like you” was all Izzie could come up with at short time.

“Sly fox indeed!” huffed Faye as she exited the bar for a smoke but couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling shifting over her.
Back over at the booth Izzie finished her drink as the man walked past her again, she smiled sheepishly at him but got no response from him “Unless you count that uneasy feeling in my stomach” she sighed as she felt her stomach twisting into a knot when suddenly she was hit with a sharp stabbing pain in her belly.
Thinking that she urgently needed the toilet she quickly got up and made a hasty line for the ladies.
She carefully brushed past a couple of girls exiting the toilets and headed straight into the nearest available cubicle but as she shut the door and bolted it she let out a small timid gasp of surprise as the back of her right hand had small white feathers poking out of her skin.
“What the....ARGH!” she cried out as she went to pull off these feathers, the sharp pain she received as she did this meant these feathers were either glued or attached to her skin then without warning her fingers began to seize up slowly at first giving her fingers limited and robotic movement until they became stiff and lifeless.

Her eyes widened as they began to rapidly merged together and lengthen and before her very eyes her fleshly deformed appendages grew long thick white feathers giving her a final and permanent winged look.
Izzie’s heart pounded as her breathing quicken, “What the hell has happened to my hands and fingers!” she whispered to herself unsure whether or not to draw attention to herself.
Her mind raced with possible and impossible solutions and ideas when her shoulders sudden snapped and readjust to pull her winged looked to her sides.
“Where’s Faye when i need her?” she asked herself.
Faye was outside still fuming at Izzie’s comment but as she paced up and down thinking of a comeback she began to find a cramping feeling spreading across her feet and hands.
“Sorry have you got a light?” came a male voice, Faye jumped as there was the man that had past her and Izzie,
“Yeah” she smiled as she handed over her lighter,
“Say those are nice nails, they almost look like little claws” he commented as her handed back her lighter.
“Oh really” she began then stopped as she realized he had disappeared.
“Weird, I haven’t had anything done to my nails?” she pondered as she looked at them, her eyes went wide like a deer in headlights as her nails did in fact look like little black claws but to her surprise her fingers were also changing, slowly becoming shorter and thicker as her thumbs moved up to her wrists growing smaller and near to invisible as they moved.
Panic spread across her mind as she hurried to get out sight, using the old green bins to hide behind much to her disgust but right now she was worrying about what was happening to her hands when it suddenly changed to her feet as her heels finally grew too uncomfortable to wear.

It would have been a good idea for young Faye to just bear the pain and discomfort of her shoes rather than face the overwhelm fact that her feet weren’t feet no-more. Like her fingers her toes had become stubby and a little bit smaller while her big toes had disappeared.
Similar black claws tipped her toes and in unison the bottoms of her toes and fingers grew soft black pads while large ones grew on her palms and soles.
Her jaw dropped as the reason for her shoes becoming comfortable dawned on her as she analysed her deformed feet to find that they were slowly growing longer and thicker and all the while growing black hairs as were her front paw looking hands.

Meanwhile Izzie’s problems began to get worse. Feathers grew on her arms as they began to thicken and shorten into a suitable wing thickness and size. She let out a loud grunted as the pain in her stomach was increasing by the minute but her concerned nature turned towards her feet as she felt and heard bones crunching and fabric tearing. Looking down she found the tiny ankle straps of her platform wedges and the large toe strap had ripped apart revealing three large toes with sharp looking black claws.
“What the hell?” she cried out as she stepped out of her ruined shoes finding the ground feeling different under her new feet.
“Cluck” she gasped as her skirt just slipped off with too much ease it seem she had lost a lot weight and though that was a true fact save for her plump feathered belly.
Hard yellow scales formed over her clawed feet and the lower portions of her legs as they had began to shortened.

Back outside, Faye watched as her breast slowly sunk back into her chest in a sort of see-saw motion.Feeling no shame she slipped off her black lace detailed top just as her torso lengthened, she grunted as she felt her rib-cage narrowing.
“Am i becoming a werewolf, i thought their didn’t exist” she thought as she tried to use a paw to steady herself on the bins but standing on her rear paws was unfamiliar to her and no matter how she tried to readjust she found herself struggling to stand and walk.
“I wish Izzie was here she’d know what to do” she muttered then groaned as her white skinny jeans fell to the ground causing the warm air to brush across her itchy public area as orange hairs began to grow on her thighs and public area as white hairs sprouted on her chest and torso.
She let out several loud yelps as her shoulders, hips and spine readjusted and dropped her to all fours but her body changes never stopped there.
Her mind went dizzy as her world seemed to be getting bigger as her legs and arms thickened and shortened into her new four legs, a firm hard ache rose through her spine and tailbone as she rapidly sprouted a long orange and black bushy tail that was signature to only one animal.
“A FOX!” she yelped as she saw it sticking high in the air in all it’s glory.

A short and painless burning sensation rushed certain parts of her body as orange hairs sprouted on her thighs and the upper portions of her front legs.
Her high pitched voice could only yelp as her jaw pushed outwards from her face, this sudden growth dragged her nose along with forcing it to grow smaller and darker until it tipped her new muzzle. Her dark brunette locks fell out as orange hairs took over and black hairs sprouted on her muzzle.
Her ears grew into triangular points and moved to sit on top of her head gaining orange and white hairs all over.
As her eyes darkened she let out several loud yelps of her new foxy voice.

Finally Izzie found her changes picking up, long white feather grew out like slow knives from her tailbone. Her breasts acted in a way similar to her friends as white feathers grew on her back and chest.
She began to cluck frantically as her dark blonde hair fell out in large clumps that landed on her skirt.
A final double surge of pain shot through her as she began to shrink, firstly  her nose flattened into two small nostrils as her lips turned yellow and began to pull outwards into a hard beak, she could feel her teeth pulling back into her gums and the feathers claiming her head. Finally with a loud plop her stomach pain died down as a wet shiny white egg laid on the former girl’s skirt.
Her dark eyes widened at the fact that she had just done such as thing as lay an egg. Back outside, the man from earlier spooked the fox causing it to run into the wilderness.
“Foolish mortals never sure on what to say when i’m around, cause it’s me that reveals who they really are meant to be....Could kill for some chicken about now”