Slowly you drift off to sleep, questions chasing one another around your head. And then you find yourself outside and the sun is shining brightly and warmly down on your skin. It is then that you realise that you are naked, but for some reason this does not bother you.
In front of you is the Victorian mansion belonging to Madame Morphia. As you look up at it, a voice tells you, "You are not making much progress. As soon as you show progress, you can join the rest of us."
Turning you see Issabella sitting on a beach chair in a rather skimpy looking bikini. Opening your mouth to ask a question, the girl cuts you off by suddenly standing and walking toward you asks, "Why do you not accept. Why do you fight?" And before you can stop her, she reaches down and grasps your penis.
Gasping, you look down as she once again begins to massage your penis and then your testicles. Slowly the transformation takes place and within moments you are looking at smooth flat skin. As Issabella steps back, you hesitantly put your hand between your legs and then draw it back, as if you had been burnt, when you feel the female genitalia between your legs.
Looking at Issabella, you ask, "Why?"
Instead of answering your question, she tells you, "Squat down and pee. Don't work, you won't wet the bed."
Looking at her, confused, she just nods and repeats what she told you. Confused, you do as she says. Immediately you feel yourself peeing, something you realise you haven't down in awhile. What's weird to you is that the urine is leaving your body from a new location.
After a few seconds, you stop peeing and looking up at Issabella, you ask once again, "Why?"
Issabella merely shrugs and tells you, "Madame Morphia runs a home for children that have no parents. Children that are special. You are one of these children or you will be once you accept. Right now you are an adult that is stuck. By the way, don't think badly about mother. The children in her home are adopted into loving homes, to parents who are open-minded and accepting."
Looking at you, still squatting down on the ground, Issabella walks over to you and tells you, "Maybe, because you are not a childe yet and so it is okay, need some assistance in understanding you are female and not male."
"What are you talking about," you ask as a hint of trepidation creeps into your voice.
Grinning, she tells you, "Madame Morphia has given me special permission." And before you can do anything, Issabella reaches down and begins to massage you once again.
You want to scream out no, but all that escapes your lips is a moan of pleasure as this young woman begins to have her way with you. Before you can stop yourself, you are leaning in to kiss her, but pull back briefly when you feel something is off. Looking at her, you suddenly realise she is now a he, but this doesn't bother you as you let this man have his way with you.
Time seems to slow down and you are not sure if this is still a dream or if this reality. Between your legs, you can feel the hard, throbbing muscle that a man has thrusting against you and you in turn move in accordance. After a bit, you feel a climax, a rush and then let out another moan.
Issabella, now back to being a female, presses her breasts against your flat chest and giggles. Looking at you, she asks you in seductive tone, "Was it good for you Gerald? Or should I call you Gina?"
You blush and nod. Issabella grins at this and rolls off of you. Sitting back in the chair, she tells you, "That was a one-time deal. No more. You need to start making progress. Accept. Don't fight."
You stand as she tells you this and as you do, you feel your balance shift. Something moves behind you and suddenly Issabella is sitting up, looking intently at you. Grinning even more, she squeals, "Why Gina. You have a tail and I do believe we have found your inner animal."
Looking behind, you turn in circles before you finally see what she is talking about. Extending down from you tailbone is a long, bushy red tail that ends in a white tip. Moaning, "Nooooo," you listen as Issabella squeals something at you.
Before you can turn and reply you awaken, scared out of your mind. With the dream still fresh in your mind, you reach down between your legs and then sigh in relief as you feel your penis and testicles still tucked between your legs. Reaching over for the plush mouse, you cuddle it closer to yourself, the question, "What is going on her," racing through your mind.
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Unbeknownst to you, Issabella and Madame Morphia watch you from a mirror several floors down. Turning to her daughter, Madame Morphia tells her, "You did well. She has discovered her inner animal. Unfortunately, her transformation did not stay. She still progresses slowly."
Issabella looked down, ashamed that her trick had not worked. "Relax. I will not punish you," Madame Morphia says. "You did well and shall be rewarded.
Issabella beams at this and Madame Morphia nods. "Yes. You shall get what you want. I say this has earned you at least two years."
Issabella beams some more as her body slowly begins to shift. Folding in on itself, a look of pain crosses the young woman's face. But it passes and after a couple of seconds Issabella has gone from being fifteen to thirteen. Madame Morphia grins and then tells her, "Remember. Do not fail me. Or I will turn you back into the miserable, wretched old woman you were before you showed up on my doorstep, crying for your youth again."
A nod from Issabella and Madame Morphia sweeps past her, the children of the house requiring her attendance, while the business of the staff and their problems needed to be sorted.