[Mkguild] A short TF story

Christian Okane chrisokane at verizon.net
Wed Dec 9 19:13:30 UTC 2009



   Time for another Morlunds rules story. It's short but I hope you enjoy
it!


Hoofing it to Safety
by Christian O'Kane

Often the hardest part of casting a spell is collecting the needed
ingredients. And sometimes the most dangerous.
Morlunds Rules # 29.

   Ailne was worried. The young woman was moving down the road in a town she
had never visited before. In a previous century this town had belonged to
her country but three wars and a century of distrust and hatred had seen it
change ownership several times. At the moment it was in the hands of the
enemy.

   The young mage's job was simple and had nothing to do with two countries
vying for the land and its resources. The Blue Star League needed several
pounds of a rare spice that only grew in this town. And Ailne had foolishly
volunteered to acquire it. The young mage had gotten the needed herbs along
with a few other much needed items but the town was filled with soldiers and
mages. It seems someone thought a spy was in town. Ailne had heard what they
did to spies and doubted they would believe she was just in town to shop.

   Escaping would not be easy. An illusionary disguise would not last more
than a few moments if she was confronted by a mage. So she needed something
unusual that would not be spotted or expected the mages chasing her.

   Ailne was tall and her long, black hair was held loosely in a white
scarf. She was wearing a fine cotton blouse as white as the scarf. The woman
was wearing a cotton skirt that was voluminous and  flowed all the way to
ground. Her garb was no different than any worn by the women who lived here.

   Next to her was a small pen filled with a half dozen goats separated from
her by a low fence of wood. A quick leap took her over the fence and among
the goats. The young mage looked among the animals till she found what she
wanted; A young female in good health and with no injuries or diseases. She
examined the goat more carefully. The goat had a tan coloring all over and
seemed to not mind the woman's attention.

   Ailne spoke a simple word of power and stroked the goats head gently.
Instantly the goat stood perfectly still. The woman pulled up her large
skirt revealing her long, shapely legs and the white panties she was
wearing. She threw one leg over the goat so that she was now straddling it.
Then the mage stepped forward till the nanny's head was pressed against her
stomach. Ailne released the edge of her skirt and it dropped back down
covering the goat as well as herself. From the front all that could be seen
of the animal was below the edge of her skirt where you could see 2 feet and
two hooves. Her stomach did stick out telling that she might be pregnant or
just overweight. Behind Ailne her voluminous skirt stretched out enormously
where it covered the animal. In spite of being stretched so far the skirt
did not tear and all that showed of the animal was four hooves peeking out
under the hem.

   The words of power came easily to her lips and she felt the surge of
power roar through both here and the animal. Ailne let out a moan at the
excitement. She could feel the fear and confusion in the animal as the two
started to glow.

   The skin on her stomach and the skin of the animal heated up. She could
feel the animal's body start to grow soft and pliable And then the two
started to fused together. Animal and human flowing together. Soon the
animals flesh started to slowly sink into the woman's. At first from a
distance nothing seemed different and from the waist up nothing did change.
But below the waist her skirt started to shift and move in odd ways. The
skirt that had been so widely stretched out slowly started to flow back in.
She lost her balance and grabbed hold of the fence to keep from falling
over.

   Below the hem all six limbs, 2 with feet on them and 4 ending with hooves
started to draw together. Four hooves flowed together and became two. Then
the two feet started melting into the remaining pair of hooves. The skirt
had continued its steady movement till it again fell straight down to the
ground covering her legs completely from view.

   The woman shook her head slowly as a pair of sharp, goat horns started to
poke through her hair that was lightening from black to blonde.

   After a moment Ailne regained her balance and let go. the worst of the
physical changes were done. Now for her clothing. The cotton shirt she was
wearing started to ripple and slowly pulled in on itself exposing more and
more of the woman's skin. Finally all that was left was a strip that covered
(most) of her breasts and wrapped around her back. It left the rest of her
young and supple torso and shoulders exposed.

   The skirt was next. The cotton hem at the bottom slowly moved upward as
the skirt shortened itself. It revealed that her human legs were gone. Ailne
was standing on a pair of goat legs ending in the small, cloven hooves of
the goat. The legs had the thin, tan fur of the nanny goat they had once
been a part of. The hem line did not stop rising till it was above her knees
revealing more of her goat like legs.

   Ailne looked herself over and liked what she saw. "Not baaaaad," the
female bleated. She could not spend long examining her body's new shape as
the spell would not last longer than a few hours. And when it ended she
would have one confused and angry goat to deal with.

   She nimbly leapt over the fence and back onto the road. No sooner had she
started to walk down the street then a large group of soldiers turned the
corner and came walked straight at her. At the head of the group was a man
wearing the red and gold colored armor of a war mage.

   The mage and soldiers looked at the person in front of them. All they saw
was a blonde haired faun wearing the skimpy blouses and short skirts they
preferred. Fauns were as frequent a visitor to the town as their male
counterparts the satyr and they paid her only a moment's notice.

 Ailne the faun smiled at the group of men and quickly hustled down the
street. Her hooves clattering on the pavement as she made her way to safety.

The end




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