Mark quickly got an idea, for which he would need to get home first. So, after a few minutes of checking if it would be possible, Mark stood up and walked towards the door. Stopping short, he turned towards Aidan. Aidan, you will give me your keys, so I can get back in. While Iīm away, you will get naked, and because Iīm not a total ass, you can then sit down on your couch. Afterwards, you canīt move until I say otherwise.
Aidan had watched Mark at the laptop, looking through the chronivac, with fear. What was Mark planning on doing? A small part of him had wanted to sigh in relieve when Mark turned to leave, not thinking about still being frozen in place. Hearing Markīs command, his eyes widened in fear while his body gave over his keys before starting to strip naked. Mark had already left by the time Aidan was naked, and as he sat down on his couch, too far away from the laptop to do anything, not that he could, his fear only rose what Mark would do to him.
Mark returned about half an hour later, carrying the carrier for his cat with him. Aidanīs eyes widened, thinking Mark was about to change him into a pet, most likely a cat for his two-year-old male one to play with. Or, Aidan thought in horror, to mate with him, if Mark made him a female cat.
Thatīs when he set the box down on the table, right in front of Aidan, and opened it. Tom, Markīs cat, jumped out and went to hide behind the couch, out of reach for either of them. Mark shook his head. Tom, come out. I know you hate being in that carrier. Look, I will put it away for you. And so, Mark placed the carrier next to the flatīs door, out of view from Aidan and Tom. But Tom didnīt came back out.
With a sigh, Mark returned to the laptop and scanned for Tom. He would need his profile for what he planned to do anyway.
Aidan was still sitting there, on his couch, unable to move and naked. Mark had not said anything to him, and only looked for a moment at his naked form, more concentrating on Tom. Now, about ten minutes later, Tom had slowly left his hiding place behind the couch, and jumped up onto Aidanīs lap. Aidan had a good understanding with cats, and every time he had visited Mark, Tom had come to him to get petted. But now, even with Tom sitting in his lap, he couldnīt pet him, still unable to move.
Mark noticed that Tom had come out again, and decided to start his plan. Turning around to face his cat and Aidan, Mark grinned at them. He just hoped that his command to Aidan would affect Tom as he wanted him to. If not, he would need to add his Mark rules comment to Tomīs profile as well.
Okay, seeing as Tom isnīt any longer in that tight space behind your couch, Aidan, we can start. Itīs rather simple, you two will swap bodies. So, Aidan, you become Tom, and Tom becomes you. And Tom will gain some of your intelligence, as well. Mark said, grinning when Aidan looked shocked at him.
Aidan couldnīt believe Mark. It wasnīt as bad as he had feared, at least he would remain male. But he would still become Markīs pet in the end. But why would Mark make Tom take his place? And if Tom got his intelligence, would that mean he would end up a dumb animal?
Had Aidan thought the process would be fast, just switching bodies with the cat in his lap, it wasnīt. A light shock went through his body, and at the same time, through Tomīs, making him jump away and down on the carpet. Before Markīs eyes, Aidan and Tom really switched, as he could see Aidan was gaining fur that Tom lost.
Aidan would have cried in pain as he felt his bones shifting. It wasnīt strong, but simply uncomfortable to him. Why would simply swapping bodies be so painful? Thatīs when he noticed that his right hand was deforming. With a mental gasp, as he still couldnīt make a sound, he watched his fingers shrinking away, while his nails got more claw like. The hand itself also got a bit smaller, gained soft paw pads on the inside, and was covered in the same white fur Tom had on his paws and legs.
Tom, after jumping down from the shock, started yowling as his body started to deform. As he had no idea of what exactly was happening, he was shocked to see his deforming paws. How would he walk with those monsters of extensions? And he would get cold, as he saw his fur vanishing into his skin.
As Mark watched on, fascinated by the swapping process, Aidan slowly got smaller, while Tom grew bigger. It was also interesting to see Aidan with paws for hands, and slowly covering fur climbing up his arms. The same happened to his feet, which had already reformed into Tomīs hind-paws. With Tom, it was the same in reverse. A catīs body with human hands and feet, and slowly vanishing fur while his limbs reformed into human ones.
By now Aidan was crying silent tears, as it got more and more uncomfortable for him. His body couldnīt move, leaving his changing body in his sitting position. A startled look crossed his face when his spine got longer, growing in Tomīs tail. But the most painful change happened between his legs. He hadnīt known that Mark had neutered Tom, and even when his balls just shrunk away, he gained some phantom pain from them, nearly driving him mad as it happened.
Tom was still yowling as his body grew bigger, and his bones rearranged. By now, he had complete human arms and legs sticking out of his feline body. He felt his tail being sucked back into his body, leaving a weird feeling for his missing limb. A small relive was the end of the light pain he felt from his missing balls, not realizing that he had regained something similar from Aidan. Not that he had eyes for the human he liked so much right now.
More and more fur changed the body it grew from, leaving Tom a naked human with a catīs head, while Aidan was now a cat with a human head. By now, they had crossed each others size, meaning Tomīs human body was now bigger than Aidanīs feline one. But they still hadnīt reached the size the other had been before.
Aidan saw his face extend into a snout, and only seconds later got the shock of his life, as he gained access to Tomīs far better senses of smell and taste. When his eyes turned into Tomīs, his vision got warped, as while some colors grew sharper, others dulled, making up a whole other view of his flat than before. His hearing increased as well when his ears turned into triangular cat ears on top of his head.
Tomīs yowls slowly turned hoarser, but also more human like, as his neck and mouth changed. His snout receded, and with it went Tomīs better senses. He felt suddenly blind to the world, as he could no longer smell his surroundings, or feel his whiskers. His hearing dulled as well when his ears changed form, and like Aidan, his vision got warped, as his got human like.
The last changes to their forms ended at the same time that they reached their final sizes, leaving Aidan a cat sitting on his couch like a human, white furred legs and tail while mostly black furred body and face, while Tom was now Aidanīs image, still with the ginger hair Mark had changed Aidanīs original hair color too, standing on the carpet on hands and knees.
The real last change, however, happened unseen to the world. Tom gained most of Aidanīs human intelligence, while Aidan lost access to most of it, but gained what he needed to live as a cat from Tom. The only thing that not switched between them were their memories. While Aidan was now a dumb cat, he remembered being human. His knowledge was there, just not accessible to him. And Tom knew he was Markīs pet, even as he was now fully intelligent human on the ground.
It took a few minutes for Tom to regain his senses enough to look around, sitting back on his legs. That was something he had to really accept first. He had only two legs now. He studied his arms and hands a bit in wonder. Even with the gained knowledge from Aidan, not that Tom knew it was his, it was still new to him. When he had studied himself enough, he looked around to find his old body, now Aidanīs, sitting on the couch in such an un-feline way. Like it was a human. That was when Tom realized that whatever happened to him, had in reverse affected Aidan, his favorite human. Looking further, he noticed his owner, Mark, sitting there on a chair, watching him and Aidan.
Mark was fascinated by watching his former pet cat, now in the body of his friend, checking himself out. He watched Tom so concentrated that he forgot to free Aidanīs body from his frozen state. Only when Tom turned, looking first to Aidan, then to him, he realized what he had forgotten. You can move again, Aidan. Hello Tom. How do you like your new body?
Aidan was still in shock from his changes, but also in a bit of pain from his sitting position. It was unnatural for him as a cat. But he still couldnīt move until his old body, Tom, looked at him first, then at Mark. Mark freed him, and he toppled sidewards, curling himself up. His new instincts told him to not show his pain to anyone, so he stopped himself from yowling. This was nothing that wouldnīt fade away in a bit, just aching muscles.
Tom licked his lips first, before answering to Mark in a rough voice, nearly identical to Aidanīs old voice: Hi, uh
should I call you owner or master still, or is it just Mark now? He didnīt answer the other question, as he had not enough time to figure this out. But he knew that Aidan wasnīt asked about all this, meaning that he wouldnīt like it most likely.
Mark laughed at the question. If you want to call me master, that is up to you, but calling me by my name should be enough. Owner isnīt fitting anymore.
Okay, Mark then. And I donīt know how I like my body, I just got it. But I think Aidan wonīt be happy about this. Tom answered, not seeing a reason to lie about his thinking.
Mark grinned at him, quickly looking at the still curled Aidan on the couch, before answering him: Oh, he will be fine. Donīt worry about him, Tom. Just then, Mark noticed that he needed to use the bathroom rather quickly. Well, Aidan canīt use the chronivac in his cat form, and Tom wouldnīt, so I donīt need to say anything Mark thought. Tom, I will quickly use the bathroom. You should get some clothes on. Said Mark before he left, locking the door.
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