Vacation of the Squeaky Kind (Outline)
Added 2024-05-12 21:04:22 +0000 UTC(Letting this outline be available for Tier 2 members as well)
Leona Moonclaw steps inside the hotel lobby and eyes the place up, noting the people, furniture, and exit points.
However, she quickly shakes her head and chastises herself, trying to let go of her tension and get out of soldier mode.
She thinks how how she reeeeeeeeally needed this vacation if her head automatically went there again. After the past few years, she needed unload and free her mind from all the battles she fought
The Hrothgar takes a deep breath and releases it, letting her hands relax. She goes over to the hotel desk.
There she meets a red dog named Cassie, her fur vibrant and hair wavy. She welcomes her to the hotel and asks for a reservation. The two go through the usual standard talking points when checking in at a hotel
After checking the log, handling payments, Cassie hands her the room key
“Please enjoy your stay and let all of your worries, troubles, and whatnot drift away!” “I'm hoping they do.” Reeeeeally hoping so.
As Leona takes the key, Cassie pipes up, saying she forgot something.
She dips below the counter, searching for something before popping up. She sets it down on the counter with a soft, plasticy smack. “Here you are!”
It is a weird gray handle that looked rubbery and plastic, like it was taken off a pool toy.
“What's this?” “Our resort gift! We provided for everyone so they have the most enjoyable, light-hearted experience.”
Leona did not remotely understand or got why she was given that handle. However, she wasn't going to turn it down. It seemed harmless, especially holding and squeezing it. Plus, it be rude to turn it down.
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Leona looked herself over in the mirror on the closet. She feels a bit embarrassed. She's wearing her snow blue bikini set, recommended to her by a friend.
I don't pull this off at all. She feels awkward as hell for wearing it. She was a very buff and well-built cat of a woman and had a fairly fierce expression on her face that came naturally. The bikini feels like such a contrast and that it would give anyone whiplash seeing her in it.
However, this was a vacation to unwind and not dwell on the past. Time to chill and throw caution to the wind for a little bit at least.
Leona psychs herself up a little, saying she can have a fun time and enjoy this vacation. She gives herself a nod and turns for the door out.
That's when she notices the handle on the ground. She's confused at first and then she embarrassingly remembers just dropping it when she got in the room.
While she was going to take it easy on her vacation, she wasn't going to do it THAT much. She wasn't just going to carelessly dump things on the ground like she was at home
She picks up the handle and walks back, dropping it on her bed. Shaking her head a little, she turns and heads back for the door.
However, that's when a foot gets tangled up in the complimentary slippers. She starts to flip and stumble over feet as the footware’s top gets caught in her toes.
She tosses herself back and lands on the bed, the tangled slipper going flying across the room.
Great great… now I'm relaxing toooooo much. Leona grunts and sits up. There's got to be a better balance between warrior and doofus.
She gets to her feet, checking the ground. She kicks the other slipper under the bed and mumbles about not doing that again.
She glanced back at the bed and realizes that the handle is missing. She looks around the bed, but doesn't see it. Did it bounce and roll under the bed when she crashed?
Leona decided it didn't matter and stretched again. Something feels weird and bunched up on her back. She reaches around and hits the familiar texture of the rubbery handle
What? She grips and tugs on it. It's stuck to her fur. What the hell? She tugs even harder, suddenly feeling like she was pinched.
She scratches around the base with her hand, finding no opening to peel or tear at it
When she reaches around with her other hand for a different angle, she hits another handle. That completely freaks her out. What the hell?!
She needs a better look and heads over to the mirror door. She faces her back to it and looks over her shoulder. Sure enough, there are two handles and they are stuck to her skin.
She panics a bit about this, but gets confused and focuses her eyes. There's yellow polyester-like material leaking out of the base, spreading across her back
Her heart is racing, watching as the yellow substance covers her entire back. The lights of the room give a sheen
She's gets more and more panicked. Is this an enemy attack? Are they causing trouble here or-
She scrunches up and grits her teeth. The yellow gunk reaches her tail, spreading to its tip. It inflates more and more until it splits and separates into five feather-like shapes, covering her up her keister. They look like tailfeathers
Leona turns back to face the mirror, not wanting to see it anymore. She can still see the tailfeathers behind her, making her uncomfortable
She tries to regain her composure and remember her training and focus. Not be freaked out so much and analyze the situation.
Then she sees her toes turn into two big polyester talons with an additional small one on the back of her feet. Her train of thought derails
Feet fully turns into bird feet, changes going up her ankles.
Leona's nerves are getting the best of her. She's never seen this kind of magic at play and hurries for the phone to call the front desk for help.
As she reaches for it, fingers turn into pudgy feather fingers, claws vanishing.
She fumbles with the phone, unable to grasp it as her hands turn into rubbery wing hands. Dammit, I can't call for back!
Leona's heart is beating quickly. She needs to think and handle things from here. Maybe there's a counterspell or-
PSSSSSSST. She hears the sound of an air filling a balloon from below
There's a nozzle that replaced her belly button, one that's open. Air is being sucked into it.
Fur and skin around it turn yellow and plastic, ridge running from the top and bottom. Entire belly and sides change and then inflate
Pupils dilate at the sight and she closes her eyes, trying to think faster on a spell or ability that could help.
However, her head feels… airy and light. Panic is starting to drain out, being filled by nothing
Ears scrunch and her face twists with frustration, then her face feels numb. Her cat muzzle pushes out into a chocobo beak, orange and rubbery like her growing form
The changes stop below her breasts and above her crotch. Everything feels weightless and soft there. Her eyes weakly open and she tries looking down, but her beaks blocks a fair view of things
She reaches down and feels her tummy. It makes a soft squeeze when the materials rub against each other. She feels a bit spiffy and charmed by the noise
Leona tries to refocus again, but her mind is drawing a blank as her hair shrinks up and merges into a Chocobo crest. Her mind feels really airy and pleasant
She notices and recognizes that she is no longer panicking or freaking out. It's not because she's calmed herself but more that she just became naturally calm. The situation is feeling less and less dire
Leona tries to motivate herself into realizing how bad things are, but the thoughts about her figure, feet, hands, and beak are coming more chill and nice
That's when her bikini bottom snaps, her hips and rear inflating to match with her belly. The crotch is barren and flat briefly before it bulges into a small bump with a lock image on it. Her shape is very cartoony pear
The inflation of the bulge made her mind swirl and make her chuckle outloud, her voice a mix between squeaky and male-ish in pitch
Leona starts thinking this isn't too bad of a shape, sitting down on the bed. It's very light and pleasant.
Thighs inflate into big puffy drumsticks, shifting position on her body to be distinctly cartoonish big-bottom
Part of her puts together that this must be because of that dog who gave her the handle in the first place, though she can't really reason or explain why since her head is so airy and pippy now
She is able to think about nice everything feels. She doesn't feel as tense or on edge. Even watching her arms change, losing their musculature, doesn't phase her
She did want to be on vacation to forget her worries and relax… and she feels veeeerrry relaxed
Her breasts flattened and everything below the neck looks chocobo pooltoy-ish, bikini top being pulled off. No trace of her feminine self left
But they don't feel worried. They are here on vacation to chill and if that means going for a new look and gender, bring it on.
Leona is able to reason one last time that this isn't like her… but he isn't Leona now. He's Leo… that fits him better, right?
His big bottom expands some more. Yeah… Leo… I'm Leo, just a chill Chocobo lookin’ to forget and relax because… ah… things!
Head fully changes now and completes his look.
He rubs his noggin, unable to really think too much about his troubled past or issues before. He just feels free and light-hearted
Leo gets up and returns to the mirror, checking out his look. His heart flutters, him wiggling his bottom. He is soooo handsome and charming!
He feels up his sides and rubbery belly. He's perfect and built for beach fun, more than before.
In fact, what is he sticking around in his hotel room for? He's a rubbery bird that needs to be out in his element having fun!
He hurries to the door and turns the knob, having no problems with it. It feels instinctual on how to use his hands perfectly
He has to squeeze his sides out of the door with a pop, but doesn't care much.
As he wanders to the elevator, humming to himself, he thinks a bit about his form. How long will it last? Part of him wants to be like this the whole vacation after all.
However, inquiries like that can be handled at a later point. Right now, it was time to get his vacation on.
He could talk to the dog later… if he remembered. His head was so airy and focused more on partying than anything else. A funtime chocobo like him didn't need much else.
THE END
