School spirit
Jason stood glumly in the school locker room, wiping the sweat from his face, and sitting heavily onto the wooden bench between two rows of identical lockers. He was lucky to be the last one in the school, his teammates had already left, along with the few disappointed spectators that had left early. Jason's football team was a disappointment to the entire school, mostly because of the 10 game loosening streak (Jason had to remind himself that this game was number 11), and, to make things worse, the entire thing was blamed on the quarterback, Jason, making him the scapegoat for the team's loss streak. It wasn't entirely his fault, he had to remind himself, the other team's defence was always better. Jason wished he had some good players to back him up, strong guys to keep the defenders at a safe distance, giving him opportunities to score. Even the school spirit was pulling them down, with very few students even showing up anymore to watch them play, and a general disgust in the team. Even the school's shabby mascot, a large, tan cougar, had turned in the old costume and quit. The Lakeview Cougars were the most miserable team in the entire state, and quite possibly the worst. Jason slowly stood up, getting off the began to undress, pulling off his team jersey and uniform, shoving them into one of the lockers, and, grabbing a towel, headed off to the locker room showers.

Jason stood under the hot water of the varsity showers, hoping his troubles would wash away with the sweat and dirt. The shower felt good after that game, he thought. But this time, he felt a little different, like something was different or off. He decided not to pay it attention, it was probably just his over-exerted mind playing tricks on him. Taking a handful of shampoo, he began rubbing it into his hair. At first, he thought the strange look of his hand was due to the shampoo, or some dirt, but, after further inspection, he noticed it wouldn't wash away in the water. He stared at his palm, slowly puffing out, and turning black in the dim lighting. He also noticed, is fascination, that the other hand was undergoing the same changes, and both hands were slowly being covered in a thin coating of fur. "What the heck?" Jason thought "What's happening to my hands, why do they look so...weird?" He examined his hands further, noticing the fingers of each hand were beginning to shorten in length slightly, and the pad of each finger was turning black, like his palm, and were puffing out also. "What the- paws?" Jason asked out loud. His body was itching all over, and he looked down at his body, watching his legs become covered in coarse, light tan hair, or was it fur? Jason felt like he should be totally freaking out now, but, instead, he felt calm, like he almost...was enjoying it. His nails were becoming sharp, and black, on both his feet and hands (paws now? Jason didn't know) Jason watched as the fur crept up his body, reaching his stomach, where it turned a milky white. He felt his ears begin to tug upwards, and, feeling them, they became triangular and large, poking out of his wet hair. The warm water felt good on his skin and fur, and he admired the feel of his new coat, so coarse and furry. His feet suddenly shifted balance to his toes, feet becoming thickly padded with puffy black pads on his toes. Jason drew a sharp breath as he felt something above his buttocks, right at the base of his spine, a kind of tugging, aching sensation, like growing pains, start. He turned around, watching his spine continue into a long, thick, black-tipped tail, that reminded him of...a cougar? Was he becoming the team mascot? The fur had reached his shoulders, covering his chest in more milky white, fluffy fur, that changed to a courser tan color when it reached his neck. Jason felt his teeth begin to sharpen, switching from omnivore teeth for eating meat and plants, to the much sharper teeth of a carnivorous cougar. Jason knew what was next. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" Jason said, feeling his face push out slowly, becoming a blunt muzzle, with the black face markings of a cougar. He felt his muzzle, becoming accustomed to the sensation of having a muzzle. "Is it over now?" Jason asked out loud. He didn't see it, as his brown eyes turned an amber yellow. He looked around himself, wondering if the transformation was over. He looked down at his feet. Did the floor seem a bit...farther away? That didn't seem right, hadn't the shower handle been at shoulder height when he came in here? Now the hot and cold handle was slightly lower, below his armpit. But something else distracted him from a startling height difference, something was touching his back, tickling him at his lower back. He spun around, grabbing at the thing on his back. He didn't expect to grab a handful of his own hair. His previously short, light blond hair had become a dark brown, now reaching almost completely down his back. Jason's eyes grew wide. What was going on? Wasn't the transformation over? As if to answer his silent, panicked question, he felt a strange sensation at his groin. He had a perfect view of what was happening down there, as his manhood started to be sucked back into him. "No, no, no, no, no!" He yelled grabbing at his groin as his manhood receded into him. He was too late, his hands met a small horizontal slit insted, fingers finding a moist cavity instead. He held the wall for support as he felt his body open up into a more interior anatomy. "I'm turning into a girl?" Jason asked, too late. He felt his buttocks expand, growing rounder, followed by more curved, shapely legs. His he winced as he felt his spine curve suddenly, curving painfully into an "S" shape. "Oh no..." Jason muttered, feeling his nipples begin to tingle slightly. His nippled increased in size, perking up. His chest was growing, flesh beginning to push outwards, forming small mounds that grew in size. He.watched, as his chest passed years of growth in seconds, doubling in size. He grabbed them, trying to at least stop them.now, holding and pushing back hard, but they continued to gain size. He squeezed them hard, bringing a strange mixture of dull pain and newfound pleasure, but the furry mounds overcame his hands, now the size of cantaloupes. He sighed, pulling his (now her?) paws off her chest, letting them fall dejectedly to her sides. Her chest doubled in size again, making for a large amount of furry flesh, and stopped, to Jason's relief. She looked down at her chest, blushing with extreme embarrassment. She scratched her head. "If I'm a girl now," she asked "why do I still have my muscles?" Jason had been proud of her strength when she was still male, but as a female, why did she still have the abs and thick biceps? In fact, she thought, if at all, she had gained some muscle mass, not lost any as she flexed experimentally. Her shoulder bumped the shower head, and, looking down at the floor, she saw she had grown even bigger, to about the height of 9 feet. In fewer strides than it would of taken to walk to the lockers, the gigantic cougar retrieved her old jersey, holding it up to her chest. The garment wouldn't of even stretched over her arm. She smiled, feeling her new muscles ripple as she moved. "I think I might need a new uniform..." She said, gigging.

The Elmwood Bears were getting creamed. Literally. They were losing 50-0, and there was no chance of coming back. The Lakeview Cougars had come back from their loss streak, and hadn't lost a game since. It was all because of the new quarterback, who must of been taking some kind of illegal sports drink or something, at 9 feet tall, the gigantic cougar was tall enough to catch any pass without any interference. Strangely, it was legal, Jason was still registered as a human male at the school, and kept playing better than ever. Once she got the ball, it was impossible to stop her, defenders could do nothing to slow her down. Jason was definitely enjoying herself. She had been forced to get a new wardrobe, thanks to her size, she had to make most of them herself. Also, she had spent an extremely large amount of money on a special bra, for her size, the straps made of paracord, and some panties, that were equally as large. Girl clothes felt very strange on her, but she was getting used to them now. Learning to control her 7 foot long tail, however, was much more difficult, swinging back and forth, sometimes on its own accord.

This was a gift for a friend, who wanted a cougar tg/tf