Walking home from the river, after a week’s break from the curse of the snakefolk, he was just getting used to eating food that was dead first, when he would again be thrusted down another animalistic path. He was within site of his village, when a wooden object smashed him in the back of the head and then crashed to the ground, His morbid curiosity compelled him to go look at it. Unfortunately, the blue glow enticed him to walk nearer to it, and then pick it up.
The second he picked it up, four small blue orbs filled with a stranger blue energy, burst and enraptured him. An odd wave of feeling swept him over, and he felt Goosebumps, these Goosebumps then began to sprout hairs, and soon a fur pelt had covered his entire body. For a justifiably good reason, he was freaked out. A weird sensation in his ears escalated into a length to rival any elf, and furred as well. Rather then scream and draw the attention of the already annoyed elders, he ran off into the woods, hoping to reach a spring before he finished transforming.
Unfortunately, He didn’t get very far before a nagging feeling at the base of his spine, became a tail tearing its way out of his spine and throwing him off balance. Now still holding the boomerang, as finally identified it, his ears inched their way up his head, and fingers condense agonizingly from five digits to three. His legs remolded themselves co9mpletely, his upper thighs and hamstrings elongated, changing the shape of his lower torso, to match that of male kangaroo’s designed for hoping. His pants were left in barely recognizable shreds on his wildly warped legs. His feet elongated as his calves shrunk, his toes also condensed and made quick work of his shoes.

Now a weird cross of a human and a kangaroo, he decided he would have to remain in the forest as he waited for the curse to wear off…AGAIN! As he imposed his exile again, he had to wonder if someone had something against him.

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I wouldn’t say I have something against him, it’s fun to draw transformation artwork, and he just happens to be there. So here we have another chapter in his tf story. Watch out for those random boomerangs, touching them can have lasting affects.

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