Random Transformation (Tf) or Transgender transformation (tg tf) Stories

Regan and DDP

Werewolf Roleplay I did with my friend Daldiepie Gacha (YouTube)

Regan knocked the door assertively, the heavy hail dampening his hair and leaving small pieces of ice here and there. His house was rather far from here and he couldn't make it back without fainting from the cold. His friend noticed it was him and quickly beckoned him in.
"When will you start to take the time out of your day to check the weather?" DDP said as he almost struggled to shut the door. Regan didn't reply, he took off his olive colour jacket and shook off some of the remaining hail.
"Right, take a seat."
"Thanks for letting me stay." Regan said, taking heavy breaths between most words.
"No problem."
"So.. while I'm here, you want to hang out? Watch something maybe?"
"Yeah sure. I'll stick something on." DDP picked up the remote and sat down next to Regan.

Half an hour later, it was already dark outside. Regan shivered slightly.
"You okay?" DDP asked.
"Hm? Oh it's nothing, just a bit jittery is all." DDP grabbed a blanket from beside him and handed it over to Regan.
"Oh, thanks. You sure you don't need it?"
"Yeah, I've got one." Regan smiled at DDP.
"Hang on, just going to head to the bathroom quickly." And he got up and made his way toward the hallway. He glanced back at DDP for a second. "Hey, you okay? You look kind of pale.. like, a sickly kind of pale."
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm alright." And Regan looked up and noticed beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Jesus, its freezing out there and you're sweating? Wait- actually it's roasting in here. How'd that happen?"
"That's weird."
"Naw, I'm not feeling good at all, might be a few minutes." And he began to race toward the bathroom.
"Uhh, are you okay?"
Regan called behind him; "I have no idea, but I'll find out in a minu-" he noticed his hands, and stared at them for a few seconds. ".. yeah, I'll be a good while for sure. I think I'm hallucinating."
"Uh- Regan? Your hands." He stared at them with Regan, his fingers were significantly longer and his nails were long and black.
"Wait, you can see them?"
"I don't think you're hallucinating."
"... Dude, what the heck is happening to my hands?!" DDP stared at Regan, directly in the eyes.
"I know what's going on. I forgot it was tonight though.."
"What is it?! It looks like the Black Plague!"
"Thankfully that isn't the case, no worries."
"Then what.. holy shit- they're growing. They're growing- What the hell is this!?!"
"Your hands are turning into paws." DDP said, with a straight face and a calm voice. They stared at each other for a few seconds, Regan with his hands gripped together in pain.
"You're joking. You're pulling my leg, right?"
"I'm not joking." Regan stared down at his hands again, they now nearly entirely resembled wolf paws.
"Am I dying?"
"No?"
"You're being awful calm about this you kno- agh!" And Regan suddenly clutched his paws over his ears, all he could hear was loud ringing."
"Oh no, your ears are shifting too!"
"SHIFTING?? INTO WHAT?" Regan exclaimed. But he could barely hear his own voice.
"Wolf ears." DDP said. Again, in a perfectly calm voice.
"Okay, now I know you're jokin-" he felt his ears. Sure enough, they were now longer and pointed. He then began to smirk at DDP. "Uhh, dude, your ears too." He held in a laugh. DDP's ears now perfectly resembled that of a wolf's. He didn't seem shocked in any way.
"It's called Werewolf Tic, or Wolf Tourette's." There was more silence, apart from the small snapping coming from DDP's shifting hands, he didn't even flinch.
"So.. you too? We're.. you're.. I'm.. how long?.. I need to sit down." He collapsed onto the sofa again, but his back made a painful noise and he jumped back up and onto the floor. He could feel his whole body changing shape. DDP clasped his hands over his jaws and yelled in a muffled voice; "MY TEETH!!" And Regan's teeth began to shift too, and he spat out blood as his canine teeth extended. He put his "hands" over his bleeding lips and thought to himself.
Ohh fuck I'm actually turning into a dog. He pulled down his shirt collar to reveal his how fur covered chest.
"That's a lot of fur- there's fur. Of course there's fur. Why wouldn't there be?" He said, attempting to keep calm by talking to himself. He then clutched his feet and yelped as he felt them stretch out of his shoes and turn into hind paws. He got up on his newly transformed paws and arched his back as it made a horrible amount of snapping noises, his arms began to extend and grow fur. DDP behind him exclaimed slightly as his back formed a tail, loudly tearing his trousers. Regan was now curled up on the floor with his paws over his head, crying out in pain but laughing as DDP transformed almost painlessly.
"Dude, you have a tail!" He exclaimed as he cried in agony but laughed at DDP.
"It's not funny, still hurts for me too." DDP replied. Suddenly Regan cried out again as a tail burst from his trousers in a flurry of black.
"Not so funny now is it?" But Regan couldn't reply. His mouth and nose began to form a muzzle as his cries began to turn into yelps, like that of a dog. Black fur enveloped his face quickly, and once it stopped he simply laid there in an entirely new body before looking over at the still partly human DDP. His purple boots had torn, and he seemed to be much taller than before. Finally he collapsed to the floor with Regan as his nose began to turn black and his face lengthened. He finally stopped transforming, and now resembled a large brown wolf. His blue shirt was still wrapped around his torso, he shook off the fabric from his legs and looked over at Regan.
"Hey uh.. can you understand me now? Since we're both.. you know." Regan weakly said, to anybody else this would sound like normal dog vocals, but DDP understood Regan.
"Yeah, pretty much." He replied.
"Okay.. okay." He took in a deep breath and exclaimed; "WHAT THE FLYING FUCK WAS ALL OF THAT?? YOU WERE SO CALM- WERE YOU A WEREWOLF THIS WHOLE TIME? DID YOU DO THIS TO ME??"
"Give me a minute dude, I can barely speak." DDP replied.
".. right. Sorry. Would've appreciated a heads up though, like- being a weird dog man thing is a pretty big deal." Regan said, with a new sudden change of tone. "And hah, of all nights for there to be a full moon, am I right? Perfect timing."
DDP regained his breath and explained.
"No, I didn't infect you. I've been a werewolf for a while now, sure. But I wouldn't do that. And I'm just used to this happening, I just forgot tonight was a full moon.. speaking of, you were supposed to howl."
"Howl? Isn't that..? No, I'm not doing that. It's silly." And he clambered onto the sofa again. "Is it okay if I just sleep this off?"
"Yeah sure. It's a lot, I get it." And he climbed up next to him with ease. Regan sighed.
"So.. this will become like a routine then? Every full moon I'll go through all that again?"
"Well, yeah. But over time it becomes less painful, like for me. Most painful bit is the teeth and tail, and even that doesn't hurt as bad as when I started."
"Oh, cool." And there was more silence. "I don't suppose this has any good things about it? Just.. anything to outweigh the cons?"
"Yeah, you can see and smell better. On all fours you can run faster, even in human form!"
"I suppose that's nice. Might help with some things."
"You still need to howl though, I can see you need to get something out of your system. It's natural."
"Not gonna happen." Regan shifted uncomfortably.
"Just do it, I'll pretend not to listen." Regan hesitated, then screamed as loudly as he could. But all that came out was a wolf howl.
"There, happy?"
"Yeah." DDP then got up and howled as well, it sounded much stronger than Regan's.
"Right then. Goodnight." Regan said, as he reluctantly put his head onto the sofa.
"Night." DDP said, as he set his head down similarly to Regan.

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