Embrace of the Cyan Squirrel

Title: Embrace of the Cyan Squirrel

In a world where magic was an open secret and transformations were a commonality, lived an imaginative young boy named Ethan. Strangely drawn to the sparkly cyan squirrels that populated the forest behind his house, he decided to utilise his ability to transform into one. An involuntary spark ignited within him as deeper desires awoken; he wanted to become an anthro squirrel, but not just any squirrel, a female one.

Ethan prepared himself on a morning washed with excitement. Facing a full-length mirror in his dimly lit bedroom, he began his incantation.

As the words left his lips, Ethan felt a shiver skitter across his skin, each nerve-ending fizzing in response. "Wow," he breathed out, feeling a peculiar pulling sensation originating from the base of his spine. A chuckle erupted from his lips as soft, cyan fur sprouted across his body. The fur trickled out from his skin like an effervescent soda, tickling him pleasantly. "It's so soft! And shiny, just like the squirrels!" He exclaimed, marvelling at his arms covered in vibrant-coloured fur.

His joy amplified when his fingers started changing next. His fingertips throbbed before extending into the long, dextrous fingers of a squirrel, with tiny, black claws capping each digit. "This is perhaps the best feeling ever," he mused, flexing his new fingers and feeling the surge of strength within his grip.

Ethan's next focus was the transformation of his face. His flat human features began to morph, nose becoming small, black and wet while his eyes changed shape, gaining a captivating almond orientation. His heart throbbed in anticipation as he felt his ears reposition to the top of his head, becoming pointed and flexible, just like a squirrel's. "I've always wondered how it would feel like to hear like them," Ethan squealed in delight as the faintest rustle outside became as clear as a bell.

The last physical transformation beckoned. A brand new wave of sensation flushed over him, beginning from his pelvis and eventually following a path down his legs. His laughter echoed in the room as his lower body adjusted to the sleek weight and balance of a female squirrel's form. "Wow, so this is how they bound and jump-- what agility! I feel so light now," he said, testing his newly gained legs, enjoying the spring in his steps.

Finally, the moment came to ‭incite the gender transformation. Words came out softer than before, creating a harmony that seemed to affect his cellular level. He watched, mesmerised as his chest formed two small, round mammaries while his hips flared out ever so slightly. "Great! I am a girl now," he exhaled, touching the new changes gently and revelling in his altered form.

Ethan looked at himself in the mirror, fully transformed; his eyes held joy that twinkled vibrant as his fur. He was finally the Anthro squirrel girl he’d dreamt of becoming, his change bringing a dizzying level of enjoyment. The transformation was not merely an alteration in appearance; it was a journey within, a transcendence beyond the physical form. He was not just Ethan anymore; he was Eilin, the Cyan Squirrel, embracing her true self.

This story was generated by user mohammad_alshipany with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.

Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.

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