The Night Princess Woofs: Day 3

“Hey girl, wanna get some coffee and something warm together?” A whistle followed.

Ugh, unbelievable these people, Kendrick huffed. He continued his strut towards his apartment complex, throwing a middle finger without turning around. He could hear a swear and grumble, but the changing guy didn’t care.

Stepping inside, Kendrick looked down at themselves. He had certainly reached a very clear point in his transformation, one that certainly was garnering lots of attention.

His figure and shape were more distinctly, traditionally feminine in appearance. His hips were so rounded and wide with thick thighs too (definitely needed new pants soon). The thinner waist that helped make the hips really stand out. Then, upon his chest, were breasts. Much more pronounced with B-cups pushing against his shirt.

His face still needed work done. So far, his eyebrows were looking thinner and his eyelashes were longer with a bit of a flutter in them. Everything else was mostly the same though feature-wise.

He passed through the lobby and hit the staircase up. He liked the climb. Less people around and more time to think about things, like his ever-changing shape.

A hand passed down and pressed at his crotch before returning back to position. The area was smaller than before. He would soon pass into womanhood completely, at least what he considered it to be in this situation. He was still figuring out things there.

So far, he had been enjoying his experience. Sure, the dudebros and players that had just popped up had been less than stellar (hopefully he ended up with some alicorn magic that could deal with them) but otherwise, Kendrick has been enjoying it. There was a certain energy and perkiness in that he liked.

His new figure was quite enjoyable as well. It was a bit hard to walk when he got up with the new weight upon his chest messing with his center of balance. But a bit of practice and he was walking like a natural.

Gees, what’s it gonna be like when everything else grows in? He frowned, pausing for a moment when he reached his landing.

That would be an interesting obstacle he’d have to deal with in the future. Becoming the night princess would include all of her special features: her muzzle, her long horn, her flowing tail and mane, and those wings. That was going to be a lot of new features to get used to.

Hopefully his transformation would continue at the pace it was. Most of the fur had grown in, outside of maybe a few spots on his back he couldn’t see. Hair was still growing, though only an inch longer than yesterday.

Today, he just started on his tail and ears. Ears were slightly longer and higher on his head, a smidgen of blue fur upon them. A barely noticeable nub was sticking out upon his rear. Soon, elegant fur would be growing out of it.

Walking through the door and into his floor’s hallway, Kendrick sighed happily. Wild ride so far. Wild riiiide. But, things are going good. The big stuff is coming. I can’t wait to see what I’m going to look like tomor-

BARKBARKBARKBARK!! Kendrick nearly jumped in the air. Up ahead, at the very far end of the hallway, the door had opened. Charging out of it was a cocker spaniel, nearly tripping over itself as it leapt out. Kendrick heard its owner yell, but the dog paid it no mind.

It was heading straight at Kendrick. Sure, the dog wasn’t known to attack people, but still, the sight scared him. He tried hurrying to his apartment’s door a few steps away.

But, by the time he reached it and yanked out his keys, it was far too late. The dog was upon him. Like expected, no biting or anything. It just ran up to his exposed legs and started furiously sniffing them and their fur. It sniffed, then licked, and finally nuzzled at them.

“Damnit, Tiffy!” the owner yelled, hurrying down the hallway with the leash. He called to Kendrick, “Sorry sorry sorry! She got away from him there. I was sure she was all hooked up and everything and… ah…”

By the time he reached the two, the neighbor was lost in thought, looking over Kendrick. Yeah, he hadn’t known about these changes yet. Not wanting to explain, Kendrick quickly unlocked his door and scooted inside, gently pushing the dog away with his sneaker.

He locked the door, his face all red. His heart was beating a mile a minute. That was scary there, but… but everything should be-

“Limit contact with all forms of fur as much as possible during this time.”

Oh… that, that can’t mean anything serious, right? Kendrick gulped. No way. Nothing was going to happen. The dog only sniffed… licked… nuzzled his leg. No way anything was going to happen.

Right.