"Heh, little Sara's a tomboy....but that means I get to play as her secret wish..." he thought to himself, putting on some underwear, then the shirt, pants, socks and hat. As he tucked his feet into the sneakers he saw and felt how worn they were, and how well broken in. She obviously loved this set of clothes, because they were well worn in, and she hadn't washed them recently, probably to hide their existence. "Wish I knew what she really wanted out of being this way." He said....and then both hands came to his mouth as he said it and felt the same strange sensation from before.
Nothing changed at least to his understanding at first. Then he saw a shift. His fingernails grew longer, sharper, and his hands a little more calloused. Fur the color of his hair began to sprout from the back of his hands as he watched in horror, seeing it go up his smooth, perfect young arms. He helped, looking beneath his ...her shirt as it traced down his chest, covering over his nipples and trailing down to his navel. From behind him came a shift as his pants behind burst, and a tail grew out, twitching and switshing behind. Michael couldnt believe what he was seeing and then another sensation filled him as fur grew along his legs, thick and strong....his sneakers burst at the fronts as claws grew from his toes, and he could feel the same callouses growing on the bottoms of them.
Sara's eyebrows grew thicker, her sideburns more pronouunced as her nose darkened. Teeth sharpened and poked from her lips cutely as her nose and mouth pushed out to a very slight muzzle. Her ears gained fuzz and turned pointed and her hair grew more wild under the hat.