Astounding ARTerations: Out In The Back(Multi-TFs)

Matt arrived at the art studio, flyer in his hand. On it were two humanoid animals. One was a fairly tall snow leopard man dressed in sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a smock over the front of his clothes with a paintbrush in his hand. On the other side of it, there was a demonic duck wearing a crescent moon necklace and an open, sleeveless vest with a painter's cap on the top of his head and holding a pencil in his hand. It was interesting advertising, and it was one that drew the human in.

On the backside of the flyer, there was promise of something special for anyone who came to be a model for the artist, something that was only to take less than an hour. Matt didn't have anything going on today, so it seemed like a no-brainer to go inside and pose for them!

*****

"You know, this is pretty welcome." Nafster said over to the duck. "Not having to go out of our way to bring people to us."

"I KNOW right?" Felgar nodded. "Those flyers were a genius idea! The people they USED to be make much better advertisements I say!"

"I'm inclined to agree." Nafster smirked, his ear twitching when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. "And it seems our first fish into the net has arrived."

"Makes me want to turn him into a fish here and now!" Felgar replied. "BUT I'm getting too ahead of myself! Gotta have our fun with 'em first!"

"Time to put on a facade. I can never get enough acting. Maybe I should go into acting when all is said and done here."

"Hello? Are you two the artists?" Matt approached the two men.

"That we would!" Felgar clapped his hands together. "Welcome!"

"I think you are going to make the perfect canvas." Nafster said as the two began circling around Matt.

"Uh...okay." Matt gave a weak chuckle as he looked at the two nervously, taking a second for the words Nafster to spoke to hit him. "What do you mean by canvas? Aren't you painting on one? I can't be painted on."

"Well, no. You can't." Nafster stopped in front of him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "But that's where we come in. We're going to mold you nice and good." he patted Matt's cheek before stepping back.

"Don't worry, we won't feel a thing!" Felgar said, stepping back.

"I'm...really confused now." Matt said. "What does that mean!?"

"We could tell you, but it's much more fun to show you! Shall we?" Felgar turned to Nafster as he lifted up his hands.

"We certainly shall!" Nafster did the same, the two started to puppet molding clay, miming stretching motions as well as shrinking ones.

Matt was confused at first, but suddenly felt the tugging and pushing started to affect his body. He found himself falling into the two's magic even deeper, with Felgar and Nafster molding Matt's body into something else entirely.

Matt's hair began trickling down the back of his neck, extending all the way down to the center of his back as it became fuller. The coloration of it darkened ever so slightly, taking on a more auburn brown color.

The extension of his hair wasn't the only kind of hair growing. Sprouting all over his body would be thin hairs that would cover up his skin entirely. It was soft to the touch, a coat of fur growing all over Matt. It was primarily a light brown, with a tan closer to yellow going down the center of his face, neck, and torso. The same tan would form from his knees and elbows down to the feet and hands respectively. His ears were light brown on the lining and backside of them, the insides the yellow tan.

Matt's face stretched outward and became fairly wider as it formed into quite the sizeable muzzle. His teeth became sharper and more dominant inside his mouth, all while his jaw itself would extend out with it. Matt's nose would become larger at the end of his muzzle, turning into a pink color. His ears would traverse up to the top of his head, enlarging and becoming triangular in shape.

Out from the top of his rear, an extension of his spine formed out as his tailbone would become a much more literal phrase. It was a bit bushy, with light brown fur over the new tail and the tip the tan yellow, Matt now possessing a sizeable tail.

The digits of Matt's toes would enlarge with two of them merging together until only three remained. Afterward, his nails would become dulled silver claws. Matt's new paws would go up onto the ends of his paws, as his legs took on a digitigrade structure as the changes into a dingo ended.

The changes weren't over, however. His facial features would become less defined and softened to a more feminine appearance. Matt's eyebrows would become thinner, and his eyelashes became longer and more pronounced. The lump in Matt's throat became much smaller, causing his voice to become much higher in pitch.

Just like his face, Matt's figure would begin to veer towards femininity. His shoulders lost their broadness in favor of a more narrow build. Similarly, his arms would lose mass as they slenderized, and the size of his hands becoming more dainty. His sides pressed inward, and his back caved into an arch. Matt's body would gain deep curves, with hips hips swelling outward into childbearing proportions. His rear quickly did the same, becoming more pert and pronounced. His thighs and calves both became larger, the inclines of them becoming much deeper to leave his legs with shapely tones. This cultivated in Matt now possessing an hourglass figure.

Lastly, Matt's manhood would slip away into a flat opening as it contorted into womanhood. As estrogen rapidly replaced testosterone, his chest would begin to inflate. The two growing mounds became softer and sensitive, cultivating into a rather sizeable pair of breasts, ending off Matt's change into a dingo woman.

Luckily for his new body, his clothes would change to ensure it fit. It was a rather simple outfit,  with a pair of khaki pants with belts and a few other small bags wrapped around it. His shirt would have the sleeves shrink down into thin straps and the cut dip down to cup his breasts firmly, the new tank top tight enough to double as a bra. With that, Matt was dressed up as if he was ready to go on an adventure through a temple.

"There we go! Perfect!" Nafster said proudly.

"The adventurer look that NEVER gets old!" Felgar joined the patting of their own back.

"Wh-what hap-?" Matt cut his voice off upon hearing how high pitched it was. Hands went up to his throat, unable to feel the usual lump there. He looked down, seeing the mounds blocking his line of sight down to the ground and blushed harshly. "Where did these come from!?" he squealed as hands went up to his breasts, the sensations they sent through his body one that caused him to blush harsher and pull them away.

"From us, obviously!" Nafster answered. "You're our canvas!"

"Yeah, we want to practice our changes, and that falls on YOU to help us out!"

"I'm a little out of practice, I've been gone for a while, so if I make a mistake, then oops!"

"One mistake is making me a girl! This feels so awkward, and I feel so exposed!" he blushed, covering up his body the best he could.

"Then let me fix that mistake~!" Nafster said, poking Matt right in the forehead.

Matt suddenly felt his mind go blank, and Nafster stepped back, mimicking pushing the dingo down to the ground with his hands, causing Matt to buckle down onto his hands and feet.

Once there, he was rapidly losing both his fur and his newly acquired curves, gone as quickly as they came. Matt's breasts became fully flat into his body, his hourglass figure now completely flat.

As Nafster was working on Matt's new species, Felgar began to make a shrinking motion with his hands, causing Matt's size to rapidly shrink. The once tall dingo woman that stood above both men combined would now feet into the palm of one of their hands.

Matt's fur wouldn't give way to traditional skin. Instead, it was rough and dry, a faded, sandy brown in color as the fur was traded off for scales. His ears receded into the sides of his head as simple holes, invisible to the naked eye. His cheeks puffed out, becoming much thinner and rested down to his neck in a fold. Hoods formed over Matt's eyes, with his eyes going onto each side of his head. Matt's tail lost any trace of fluffiness, now thin and long attached directly to end of his body as opposed to be attached to the rear. Matt's hands and feet would become nearly identical, with the digits of them becoming both jagged and sharper. Matt's clothing would bury the new tiny animal underneath it.

"Alright, you can come on out now." Felgar said, flicking his hand up to toss the clothing aside, revealing a simple frilled lizard underneath.

For Matt, his mind had shrunk to that of a reptile, matching that of any other one, indistinguishable from a natural lizard. The lizard looked up at the two and hissed, its flaps spreading out to make it look mightier before scurrying away.

"What? You don't want us to turn you back? Want to just be a lizard forever?" Nafster chuckled.

"You're not gonna get far! The door is closed and you can't reach the doorknob!" Felgar called out as the two began searching for the lizard.

"I thought about keeping them this way and keeping them as a pet. I always wanted a lizard! But after this I think I'm better off without them. I almost want to quit looking for 'em. Let a lizard live here!"

"We could but I'm not done with 'em! I still have some juice in the tank!" Felgar said, noticing the lizard scratching at a part of the wall.

"Well, this one's all you." Nafster took a step back.

"Very well!" Felgar said, clapping his hands together before begin to conduct them and remold the lizard.

The lizard suddenly felt itself become immobile, stopped in its tracks as Felgar's magic took hold of it. The tiny lizard grew much larger. While its features were shrinking into the scales, the brown color remained. The scales would harden even further, turning into rock.

The lizard was put up onto its hind legs before they turned back into traditional legs, with its tail only a tiny part of its body now. The lizard's height now matched as Feglar's own, and soon that wasn't the only thing matching Felgar.

A rock beak formed, as well as jagged ones at the top of his head resembling horns. Felgar worked to chisel his trademark vest and necklace into the rock, and soon the lizard that was once Matt had become a rock formation of the demonic duck himself!

"THERE we go! Now that's a form worth keeping 'em in!" he said proudly, hands going onto his hips.

"Not bad, but rocks?" Nafster said walking up to it. "They break easily. I could just push this over and they'd be a hundred of pieces of rubble on the ground."

"Don't push it over then! Seems easy to me!" Felgar chuckled.

"Yeah, but after that vase business the last time, I don't want to have to find you a replacement." Nafster said back. "So time to take the reigns back! I got a better idea! We said we needed models, so let's make 'em into a real model!"

Nafster, like Felgar before began moving his hands in various gestures as he wasted no time in molding the rock formation back into flesh and blood.

Two mounds appeared onto Matt's chest once again. His hips expanded and rear blew out into a larger shape, even moreso than the transformation into a dingo. Shapely tones and slender arms appeared on his body once more as the horns vanished atop his head.

As flesh and blood returned to Matt, the blood coming back was much colder. Scales would become of the rocks, this time of a green color with yellow going down the front of his body. His tail was long and wide, with spines going down it that extended all the way up to the back of his neck. His beak became a snout, longer than any one he possessed before. The nostrils were thin and slitted, and teeth plentiful and sharp. With that, Matt had become a crocodile woman.

Her nude body would quickly be covered up as Nafster moved on to forming a new outfit. Granted, this wouldn't cover up most that much of Matt's new form. Wrapping around his bust, a pink bikini top formed with thin straps over his shoulders and at the back. At the waist, a matching pink bikini bottom formed, loosely tied at the tip, Matt now rocking a very revealing two piece swimsuit.

Matt's mind wouldn't come back, however. Instead, she was Staci, a crocodile swimsuit model! She was a bit bubbly and giggly, and believed her to be at the studio for a simple session, thinking it was just wrapping up.

"That was soooo much fun!" Matt, now mentally Staci clapped her hands together. "Want me to come back next week?"

"Sure, sure." Nafster nodded his head. "If that's what you want to do! Maybe I'll actually learn to paint for it."

"We really gonna leave them like THAT?" Felgar said. "It just feels so...simple! I don't know, I just think we could do better!"

"What? It's a classic! Everyone loves a bikini-clad crocodile! It rolls off the tongue perfectly!" Nafster defended.

"What are you two talking about? Do you want me to pose for one more? Because I totally can!" Staci giggled, not even waiting for an answer before shooting an arm behind her head and sticking her chest out to amplify her bosom. "Does this look good~?" she winked.

"Okay, you're right. I'm not feeling that." Nafster frowned turning back to Felgar.

"GOOD! Because I think I know how to end this little venture!" Felgar snapped his finger offhandedly.

For the first time since Matt walked into the building, his old body would return to him. Womanhood left him as his chest flattened and hourglass figure filled out. His scales left him to return it to traditional human skin. His snout shrank to a flat face as the nostrils went back to being a proper nose. Ears formed out of the holes on the side of his hands, regular hands and feet back. Lastly, Matt's hair returned as he was back to how he was when he walked in.

"W-what happened...?" Matt's mind was drowsy, feeling like it had just woken up from a long nap. And in a way he did! He hadn't had his proper mind since his first transformation. He looked down at his flat chest, feeling oddly confused. "Didn't I used to have breasts...?" he patted at it before shaking his head. "Wait, no! I'm a man! I don't have boobs!"

"We can do that if you want us to." Nafster said. "It wouldn't be the first time we've given someone tits. Hell, it wouldn't even be the first time we have 'em to you!"

"What? No! I don't want that!" Matt said. "I was just here to model for artists, and I don't think either of you are artists!"

"How hurtful!" Felgar mocked offense. "We are artist, our canvas just isn't traditional! I say you made a much better rock statue of me but ol' Naffy over there vetoed it!"

"I wanted to make you a hot swimsuit model crocodile. You could of had the easy life! But Felgar shot that down."

"I don't want to be either of those things! Being Matt is perfectly fine! I'm getting out of here!"

"Wait on that one!" Felgar made a tugging motion at Matt, causing him to fall backwards.

"Ow..." he rubbed his backside and slowly stood back up. "W-what are you two!?"

"Ain't THAT a long story!" Felgar laughed. "You won't have to worry about that though where you're going!"

Felgar began to conduct Matt's molding yet again, giving one final transformation to Matt.

Matt's feet began to enlarge greatly, more than tripling their original size. They became flatter, all while tan brown fur grew all over them. The only exception would be his toes, which were a more traditional shape of brown instead. He lost two digits of toes while they enlarged and pushed together. Matt's legs became much stronger despite becoming thinner. That was until it reached his thighs. There, they enlarged substantially, doubling in both size and strength to allow for Matt to hop very far distances.

The darker shade of brown fur began to grow on his new larger thighs and up his entire back all the way up to his head. Down his underbelly and up to his face, tan brown fur sprout onto Matt's body, once again covered in a coat of fur.

Matt's body grew larger and it became stronger. All the while, the shape of it would form a bit more of a curve to it ending at his rear. Matt's shoulders left him entirely, leaving his arms the only things on the side of his body. At Matt's stomach, a slit formed there as underneath it space grew away from his stomach itself, a prominent and large pouch forming there that was big enough to fit and support a baby.

Matt's arms hung a bit more loosely now, while their size became a bit more thin and his hands became smaller. He would lose both of his opposable thumbs as his hands dangled at the end of his arms. Like his feet, the fingers would grow dark brown fur while the arms past the elbows were a tan brown.

From the end of Matt's body, a tail extended out. It was long and a bit flat, no stranger to dragging down on the ground. It ended in a pointed tip, the length of it almost as long as his body itself.

As fur spread through Matt's face, it stretched outward and formed into a rather sizeable muzzle. At the end of it, his nose enlarged and took on a bit more of a triangular shape while taking on a dark brown color. His ears went up to the top of his head, growing much bigger. They formed into large, oval shapes with brown fur on the outside and pink insides. They were much more emotive now, moving with however Matt felt. Matt's hair receded into his new fur coat entirely, leaving his body, smoothing out as if he never had it in the first place. The last to go would be Matt's blue eyes, which would become a beady black, and with that, Matt had become a feral female kangaroo.

Once Matt's eyes drained, so too would be his human mind. His panic was starting to leave him, and so was everything that made Matt, Matt. Animal instincts were filling it instead, thinking like nothing more than a common kangaroo. No memory of a name, no concept of what a name even was. Matt was now full kangaroo, in both body and mind.

"AND there! That'll close out a lil' day of outback animal transformations! What BETTER way than the most popular~?" Felgar dusted his hands off.

"Gotta admit, they make a good 'roo. I think they agree! Say nothing if you agree...whatever your name was. Not that it matters anymore now. Don't think you even know what that is anymore! Or what I'm saying for a matter of fact!" Nafster laughed.

The kangaroo's instincts began to get stronger, and she was starting to get more panicked. She was in unfamiliar territory, and that started to freak her out. She was supposed to be out in the open wild, not in some strange building! The kangaroo began hopping around, bumping into all sorts of the furniture lying around. Easels were knocked over, paint splashed onto both Felgar and Nafster, and pottery was broken.

"This is going a bit less well." Nafster said, wiping some of the paint off his cheek.

"No kidding! Downside of getting rid of that old mind." Felgar replied. "Good thing we know just where to put 'em!" Felgar said, and with a snap of his fingers, the kangaroo problem would be solved.

Right before the kangaroo formerly known as Matt jumped at the two, they vanished into thin air. They were displaced far away, not just to another building or even country, but to another continent on the complete other side of the planet.

"There we go! Sent back to their new permanent home." Felgar said proudly. "I'm not even going to attempt to find them again, so they'll be living the rest of their life as a kangaroo girl! I already forgot what they used to look like anyway."

"I'm sure they'll be happy raising a joey or two now." Nafster said. "That was a kangaroo that I could tell wanted to be a mother!" Nafster said.

"I got that vibe too! I'm glad I wasn't the ONLY one!" Felgar laughed.

"Too bad we didn't send them away quickly, because this place is a mess now." Nafster looked to the destroyed room. "And so are we."

"Not something a simple janitor can't fix!" Felgar said. "We just have to go drag someone in to become one."

"We can make a few people into our replacement clothes too." Nafster nodded in agreement. "Don't know about you, I'm not trying to get paint on any of my ACTUAL clothes."

"Then let's go get a handle on that!" Felgar said. "It feels so GOOD to be doing business with a partner again. I say this was a good first time back Naffy!"

"Couldn't agree more. I forgot how fun it to transform other people. Pent up from changing so much myself I suppose!"

"Then let's not let the party end there! Let's go get that clothes and janitor!"

Nafster nodded and he and Felgar both left the premises to find a few more victims to help clean up before the next "model" would show up, preparing even more transformations in their heads for when they did!

*****

As for Matt, the kangaroo continued life as any other kangaroo would. She had a few strange images in her head about a furless mammal that felt strangely familiar to her, but it was something she never dwelled on for long. Those kind of thoughts didn't matter to her.

It was a very uneventful life. The kangaroo that was once Matt lived like any other. When displaced into the Outback, she was dropped into the middle of a herd of kangaroos, of which were quick to accept her.

After a few months, the kangaroo stopped having the images of what was unbeknownst to her was her old body. It was the last bit of Matt to go, lost in the head of the kangaroo.

She moved with her new family, eventually forming one of her own. After a few years, the kangaroo would have a joey of her own, which happily rested in her pouch until they were old enough to be on their own. And after that, she would have one more baby, who currently rested in her pouch.

Both the kangaroo as well as Felgar and Nafster had completely forgotten about Matt's existence, and the shift in reality ensured that everyone else had as well. There was no more Matt. They were permanently replaced by the kangaroo that she was born as in the new reality, and was now kangaroo mother. She stared out at the sunset, patting the joey in her pouch's head lovingly before leaping towards it along with her fellow kangaroos, making their way through life in the Outback.