Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]
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				Title: <strong>Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 19:54:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><del>-------</del> Turning Transition <del>-------</del></strong></span></span></div><br><hr><br>Tidy and clean, quite adequately sized, more than enough for one person but judging by the belongings the owner lived on their own. At least that's all the black fox could think of as he stood in the middle of the living room, awaiting the person who would now be his 'guardian'. He snorted, ears drooped low and a very annoyed expression set on his face. The banging of the judge's gavel still rang in his head from earlier as it declared his sentence to be under the custody of some rabbit who said he'd be in charge of his 'transition'.<br><br>As it were, Zane was currently a decently built young man, maybe a bit on the skinny side, niether stallion nor transition having been hiding away for a long portion of his life. Deportation wasn't an option, he didn't want to leave, he felt he shouldn't have to! The streets and shelters had been his homes since he was young, and a silly mistake had ended with him getting caught and forced by the judges to leave<br><br>Only apparently now that wasn't happening. Some ridiculous rabbit had vouched for him, promised he'd care for him, make sure he undertook the treatment to become a transition. He apparently wasn't good enough to become a stallion and pass his genes along, which if given the choice he would've preferred.<br><br>He couldn't stay still, shifting from foot to foot as he waited for his new... guardian was the only word he could think of. Maybe mentor? Zane wasn't sure, and his long black tail curled anxiously around his leg. The rabbit would return soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 20:25:24</strong>
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				Landry only had to run out for a few things in between the trial and meeting. Things like clothing, extra food, toiletries, and other various paraphernalia. In his world, males were treated just like the females, except in the case of the stallions. For the most part, you couldn't tell that Landry wasn't a pretty young lady, but instead a boy. The young rabbit had grown up his entire life on hormones, behavior modifications, and heavy conditioning. Usually, your role as a male was determined at birth by lineage. If the mother's family line was known to give birth to children with smaller cocks and a lower overall testosterone, the children would be transitions. If the babies tended to sport larger packages, and generally were larger, they would be made stallions.<br><br>Cute as a button, the rabbit was colored as a result of a genetic mutation. Normally his color palette would be white on white, a cottontail. Due to this mutation, he was born with a jet black coat with strange cyan highlights and skin, making his nose, inner ears, paws, and penis cyan. He stood at a height of five foot nothing, and oddly enough, carried a very large member, despite the hormones and familial genetics attempting to make it otherwise. He never had the chance to use it, but it wasn't hard to believe he could easily bring much pleasure.<br><br><br>Carrying two brown bags of groceries, he bumped the door open with his rear and entered the apartment. Landry smiled when he saw the fox standing in the living room. "Oh, you're here already!" Landry said in a very girly and high pitched voice, "Okay, cool." He set the groceries down on the kitchen counter and walked into the living room. "So... I'm Landry," He said, brushing the black swoop of hair away from his eyes, "You must be Zane. Great! So, sorry about getting tussled around a little bit before... but you're here now, and that's what matters. So, ready to get started?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 22:25:07</strong>
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				Zane sort of just... stared at him. His golden eyes roamed voer the smaller form of the bouncing rabbit before him. What kind of name was Landry? He fought the urge to snort, instead simply rubbing his arms out of nerves and anxiety. He had no idea what was in store for him. He barely had any real knowledge of that transitions or stallions were beyond transitions were forced to live like sterile women and stallions were used to breed their better genetics onto the next generation.<br><br>His jet black fur bristled, standing wearing nothing but a pair of jeans with his tail poking out and his hair standing on end. Andrenaline coursed through his system, fight or flight responses begging him to run or fight his way out. This shouldn't be happening, this had to be a dream.<br><br>Instead of freaking out, Zane took a deep breath, frowning over at the rabbit. "Get started with what? Can't you just let me go? Why did you even 'rescue' me in the first place?" He had plenty more questions to ask, but those could wait. Right now Landry seemed to have some sort of plan to do with him, and he didn't like the feel of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 22:43:44</strong>
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				"Well those are some interesting questions that beg interesting answers," Landry said with a smile, "Especially since I saved you from a life of poverty in a country you don't know with people who aren't the nicest towards deportees. But I guess you deserve some answers, and fortunately I have plenty of them. Also, it seems like you're... blaming me for this situation. I don't make the rules, so don't pin this on me."<br><br>He stepped around Zane, eying him up. The little rabbit wasn't wearing anything too lewd or skimpy, though it still showed off his feminine curves. A simple white tank top with a pink bra underneath and a short tartan skirt with white stockings. Not anything meant to draw eyes. However, the fox was intriguing to him. Seemingly and very strangely fighty.<br><br>"What we are to get started with is your training. It's a lengthy process and it's best to get everything out of the way so you can be free again. What you fail to realize is that transitions lead very lovely lifestyles, not very different from born females. Next question. Why can't I let you go? Because not only will you be arrested again, but you also won't get a second chance. They <strong>will</strong> deport you." Landry sighed and shook his head. "I 'rescued' you because I know for a fact that living as a woman here is a much better option over being sent to a country where you honestly have no social mobility. I'm giving you a home, food, and a warm bed, and all I ask of you is that you don't act like an asshole to me, because I won't put up with BS. If you honestly want to see what the full extent of the law is as well as be a dick, there's the door." He pointed to the front door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 23:01:40</strong>
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				Eyes flickered over to the door as Zane debated the options. Be deported and live back on the streets, only in a place where he didn't know the layout, didn't know the people, and for all he knew people would skin him alive wherever he was sent. He knew nothing other than the streets of the country he'd hidden in for years. The thought made him swallow thickly, hand clenching into a fist as he folded his arms, looking extremely uncomfortable, as if he was being put on show.<br><br>"Why the hell do you wanna help me so bad? If you've got it so well off here, why do you care?" The black fox kept clenching his fist then releasing it, claws digging into the green pads of his hands out of nervous habit. "I've never seen you before the trial."<br><br>His mind was racing, everything had happened so fast. Ears flicked as he fidgeted, wanting to simply bolt out of there. He took another deep breath to calm himself down. Better not do anything stupid.<br><br>"This is all just so fucking weird. This shouldn't have happened. I don't.... I don't want this!" Zane bit his lip, finally crumpling to his knees on the floor, tangling his fingers into his shaggy silver hair in frustration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 23:24:29</strong>
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				Landry sat down and waited for Zane to finish. "Are you done?" He asked with a bored look, "Because this is... well it's absolutely pathetic. What the fuck do you want then, huh? What do you think crying is going to do? Nothing. Whether you like it or not, this is happening. Or, the offer still stands to be deported. Perhaps you'd rather be a stallion? I promise, you don't. You never, ever get to marry. You never get to have a normal job, a family, a house... anything! It's basically slavery, and all you're doing is being stroked off by a machine until you bust a nut into a cup, which will then be extracted and used to fertilize somebody's egg. Honestly, I don't know why the fuck it matters. Is it because it's embarrassing? Like someone actually gives a shit? Do I look embarrassed? I have a penis. Yes, I said it, I have a penis. And I'm proud. I might not be able to have babies of my own blood, but I can still date other women. Let me tell you something, Zane. If you think it's humiliating to be forced to wear women's clothing, you've got another thing coming. Almost half of the people outside are transitions. Why would there not? It's not like it's a burden or anything. Use your fucking brain, and think about the country you live in, and just... calm down. It isn't the end of the world, and you don't have to make a huge fuss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 23:33:28</strong>
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				The rabbit had a point. Zane slumped, defeated, kneeling on the floor with his hands in his lap. Don't kick up a fuss? How could he not? His world had just crashed down on him and everything had flown by so fast he hadn't really had chance to mourn the life he had. Was he just supposed to get on with it, just deal with it and move on? It wasn't that easy.<br><br>But he had to start somewhere. His throat felt thick as he swallowed again, rubbing at his muzzle and trying to calm his panic again. Small steps. Today he'd escaped being deported, that was a good thing. This rabbit would now be his mentor, which seemed the most fitting word for him considering the current situation.<br><br>"It's not that easy, y'know. Don't give me a hard time. You've always lived like this, you've not known anything else. It's... hard, okay?" Zane peered over at him, gold eyes glinting in the light. "Just gimme a break."<br><br>From what Lander said being a transition was a more pleasing life than one of a stallion, even if it was more embarassing for someone who'd lived his life as a fairly neutral if not slightly manly fox. He didn't think he'd ever pull of something like what the odd coloured bunny was sporting.<br><br>Another deep breath. "Where do we start?" He asked, nearly stammering out his words, arms wrapped around his torso as he fought the urge to bolt again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 23:56:12</strong>
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				"See now we're getting somewhere," He said with a chuckle, "First off, change your attitude. The hormones will take care of the body, but you have to think a little differently. So... I'm not sure what your... orientation is, but you have to make that very clear when you're finding a lover."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 02:23:39</strong>
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				Zane wrinkled his nose. Everything was making his head spin, there was too much to take in at once. "I don't wanna take hormones..." He pouted childishly, accompanied by a heavy sigh. "I've got no choice in this, have I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 02:41:16</strong>
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				"You don't, I'm afraid," Landry sighed, "Best just accept your fate, Zane. You really do not have a choice on this matter. I think you'll be fine. And you won't have to constantly look over your shoulder anymore. Of course there are also... other things you'll need to learn how to do. But we'll talk about that later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 15:25:50</strong>
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				"Fuck you, it's a lot harder than just accepting it, alright?" Zane rubbed at his muzzle, ears drooped, but there was no fight to his words. "WEll, what do you want me to do? You're supposed to be my mentor or some shit like that, right? Where do we start? Lets get this over with."<br><br>Every bone in his body protested, but Landry was right; he had no choice, and the more he fought the worse it would get.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 15:53:35</strong>
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				"Hey!" Landry shouted, sounding hurt, "That's not nice! I'm just trying to help, asshole. No need to insult me! God damn, I told you I don't make the rules, so be nice okay? Jesus."<br><br>Landry stood up and went over to his bags and pulled out a pill bottle. "These are the hormones. They're fast acting and you'll see changes within the next day or two. You're going to be taking them for about three months. During that time, it'll be good to teach you how to walk on heels, decide if you want to be castrated completely, want implants... all that stuff. I bought you clothes to wear, and don't worry. Nothing slutty, just a few dresses and things to get you used to it. Oh you're also going to learn how to do things with your hair. I can help you, but you're gonna have to learn."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 15:57:57</strong>
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				The black fox stared at the pills, fighting back a soft whine. "Do I have to take them? Can't I just... I dunno, wear the clothes or something?" The idea of feminising his body was the last thing he wanted to do. Clothes he could deal with, but the hormones were a completely different thing. It really would cement the idea that he wasn't going to be... well, a man anymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Turning Transition [MidnightSpade + Deity of the Archaic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deity of the Archaic</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 16:48:39</strong>
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				"Yes you do have to take them," Landry said, "It's not enough to dress this way. You've gotta look the part too." Landry shook his head. "You have to open up to this stuff. It's for your own good, really.
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