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It was your standard bachelor pad. Kyle wasn't exactly made of money, so he did what he could in his young life. Kyle had a mix of human and anthro female pictures, with the more risque ones in his own private bedroom. The kitchen was small and joined with the dinette set. The living room, compared to the others, was the largest space. It held a decent TV, the landlord said it was leftover from a previous tenant. If Kyle could move it, the landlord said, it was his when and if Vince moved out. The sofa was nice and could seat three people easily and there were two comfy chairs.

It was too days till his birthday and a knock came to his door. He got up, dusted himself off and yawned. Vince had the day off from work, so he was just lazing around and trying not to do too much. Opening the door, he saw a cute mouse girl with a delivery service uniform on. It barely covered anything but still made her look incredibly cute.

"Package for a Mister Kyle Young?"
"Yep. That's me. Has to be my birthday present from my mom and dad."

The mouse nodded, a look of indifference on her face, and handed over the package and the clipboard for him to sign. Vince fumbled at first, trying to find his wallet in the sweatpants pocket. The mouse girl didn't seem too pleased especially once he started to flirt with her. He pulled out a twenty as a top for keeping her so long and then closed the door as she walked away.

Going back to the living, Vince pulled out his box cutter, wanting to see what his mom and dad had sent him. He'd spoken to them throughout the year and despite his well paying job at the newspaper, Vince still got gifts and money from them. They were archaeologists by trade, specializing in middle eastern and southeast Asian digs and history.

This time was no different, as he opened the box and took out the neatly folded and typed letter. Next out of the box came a necklace. It looked unisex and had a the sapphire birthstone in it. Shrugging, he put the box to the side and pulled over the letter.


*Kyle,
We hope you are doing well. Happy Birthday, son! We sent you this necklace from our latest trip to Vietnam. We were told by the shop owner that held it that the necklace is considered to be a good luck charm and will grant the wishes of the owner.

We hope it brings you good fortune, and dad says the story can be used as a chick magnet at the very last.

We love you and we'll be home in time for Christmas.

Mom & Dad*


He huffed. It was still better than anything he currently had, but Kyle wasn't one for jewelry. Still, he put it on, snapped a picture and sent it to his parents email with a quick, "thank you! maybe i'll give it to a girlfriend if I ever get one." Once that was done, he went back to watching TV. There was nothing good one, but some of the commercials weren't bad.

One of the commercials was an ad promising to take a hundred pounds off and featured a very sexy clouded leopardess. She was curvy with a large ass and thick thighs but otherwise had everything else a man would want--long hair, cute smile, decent chest. She was an athletic kind of curvy. This feline was a knock out ten out of ten.  In the commercial, she was dressed in nothing more than a light bikini string bikini that hid nothing. Forgetting that he had the necklace on, Kyle sighed, "i wish I had a girl like you right here, right now."

The necklace glowed but didn't burn. Kyle barely paid any attention to it until his body started to hurt and ache, especially in his legs and hips. The first changes happened, causing him to growl out in pain. His feet molded themselves into smaller paws and his legs changed shaped as the golden fur stretched up his body. His waist contracted as his hips widened. His butt and thighs thickened and got bigger but at the same time more womanly. A loud yelp exploded from his mouth as the long tail pushed forward, twitching as it came alive like a snake.

Clutching his stomach, Kyle felt his privates pull up inside of him-now herself. His stomach got slimmer and slimmer, going from fat ball to a faint six pack. His whole body had changed shape, gaining feminine curves and predatory muscles. A roar left his mouth as it pushed out and formed the small muzzle of a feline. His ears moved up to the top of his head and two gold earrings formed at the bases. Long, black hair cascaded down Kyle's back stopping at midbutt. He shut his eyes, the pain becoming on barely as all of this was going on. His clothing as the final change morphed into the pale pink string bikini that the woman in the commercial wore as the pain subsided. Opening his eyes, he saw himself in the mirror that was on the back of the front door and started to cry, wondering how in the hell he was going to explain this to his landlord, friends and most importantly his parents. He himself was still unable to believe it and yet there was the proof right in front of hum, unable to lie to him or the rest of the world.