Artwork is NOT mine! It was done by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/scissorsrunner/

Their original post is here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/50735485/

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It's a picture of Nafster transforming! Been a while since I've done that. Was gonna wait until End of Gwen 3 was out, but this was too good of an image to hold back on sharing. And hey, there's some teaser about the aftermath! Wasn't going to let an SR commission slot slip because of arbitrary restrictions!

Anyways, wrote a short lil' story to go along with this! AND if you're into Magic the Gathering as well as transformation, do let me know! I have a Discord server for that exact group of people with those combined interests!

That out of the way, here is the story!

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Nafster was cleaning out his room, having been made a mess for reasons he was unsure about. There were a lot of oddities lying around, many of which were things he'd never seen before. He'd never worn leather before, nor particularly enjoyed wearing it, and yet there were leather jackets all over the place. He didn't really want to dwell too much on it, so he decided to chalk it up to some strange transformation gone awry and start picking everything up.

While Nafster rummaged through it all, he noticed something particularly strange among the mess. He stood up and picked it up, bringing a strange-looking, futuristic keycard. The snow leopard seemed to have accidentally activated it when he lifted it up between his fingers, as it began to glow a neon pink color as lines on it became to form.

"Where did this come from?" Nafster asked inquisitively.

The keycard wouldn't give him an answer, but instead, only give him a message. "Identification Error: Initiating Fix..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nafster was only more confused. And suddenly felt like a lot more was going on as his body's posture became much more confused, his mind fogging and clouding. "What's happening...?"

Nafster's fur began to shift in color, the spots of it vanishing as the gray turned into a beige color. His ears began to enlarge with the fur inside them vanishing as well as the coloration starting to take on a fleshy pink one. His gray hair was becoming brighter. Though it was messy before, it was becoming a bit more disorganized. The coloration of it began to shift to a brownish yellow as his muzzle began to lengthen while the width of it became much shorter.

Nafster's figure began to shift. His hips began to amass more size, growing outward while his sides did a bit of the opposite. The mass on Nafster's arms became thinner, all while his legs started forming into a more shapely tone, his figure starting to form the start of an hourglass one.

More of his species began to shift, with the tip of his tail losing its fur, revealing a fleshy pink color underneath it. The color of fur on his feet began to shift towards the same beige on his face, with the tips of his paws going up onto his toes as the bone structure of his legs began shifting. His fingers all became thinner and longer, with the ends of them forming into pointed ends with dulled claws. His chest began to plump up, size starting to form there as two spheres began growing, parts of cleavage already being able to be seen largely thanks to how much his clothes had shifted.

Nafster's hoodie had opened up a fair bit down the center, reaching all the way down to his stomach as the hood became smaller as well, starting to form into a collar. The material of the jacket began to shift, going from soft to dry leather. Two black fingerless gloves made perfect for his new hands formed on them, as Nafster's mind was starting to clear slightly.

"This doesn't look like Kamigawa..." he muttered out, the world around him feeling strange, foreign. Like this whole situation was wrong but...what was it...?

Nafster's body didn't stop changing on his accord as more of it changed. His hoodie opened up entirely, revealing a pink interior while the exterior was turning a more clear black. Pink spikes began to form on the jacket as the hood was much more of a collar now.

Nafster's hair was practically all dirty blonde now, only small traces of gray left, namely at the side of his head that hadn't gone to rodent-ness. The same could be said with his tail, more of its snow leopard fur and pattern gone in favor of a rat's tail, his feet now fully changed. Between his legs, Nafster's manhood receded into his body entirely, thankfully before his pants became much tighter as the material turned to leather, making sure it wouldn't budge while moving at high speeds. The color of his former sweatpants turned into a neon camo of yellows, oranges, and pinks. Around his calves, braces formed with kneepads at the knees to keep those safe.

Around Nafster's waist, a metallic belt formed with silver spikes lining it as Nafster's undershirt became a low-cut black v-neck. Underneath that, a bra matching his new pants formed, just as low cut as the shirt to reveal a fair bit of cleavage.

Nafster's body became much more womanly as his breasts became full, growing into a much more ample and noticeable size. His figure became fully hourglass, with his back in an arch and his sides pushed inward. Two teeth began pushing outward at the end of his muzzle, sticking out from his mouth permanently.

Nafster's mind began clearing up, as the keycard picked up again. "Fix complete. Welcome back Greasefang."

Nafster, or more appropriately, Greasefang was shaking off her daze. "Snap out of it Greasefang, you got a gang to lead!" she scolded herself for letting her mind wander like that. Her fellow Nezumi looked up to her for leadership, and seeing her like that would only make her seem weak. That wasn't about to happen!

The last bits of the transformation reached their end. Greasefang's hair was full, messy and a dirty blonde with red piercings in her ear along with a cyan earring there as well while any trace of a snow leopard's head was gone, now all rat. A white bandage formed on her face, with pouches on her hips. Her jacket shrank upward, becoming shorter until it now barely reached past his chest, the jacket now fully leather with a black undershirt tucked into her pants. Any trace of Nafster the snow leopard was gone as her eyes shifted from blue to a fiery red, and with her trademark purple goggles forming on her head, Greasefang was complete again.

The world around the new rat girl had transformed greatly. Gone was the apartment of a snow leopard man, and instead she was in the base of the Okiba Reckoners, her home with her family. Not by blood, but by a bond that ran even deeper than that, and she was the leader of them all. The gang of biker rats always made sure none of them were treated unfairly, not afraid to pick a fight, because to them, if you messed with one of them you messed with them all.

Greasefang, with her mind fog gone, walked out into the main room where fellow rats of many ages and genders scattered around, all generally around their bikes.

"Alright Okiba Reckoners, let's show Towashi why you don't mess with the Nezumi!" she cheered, all of them cheering along with her as they boarded their bikes, burning out into the Kamigawa night, Greasefang leading the charge in front of the rest.