Transformative discipline (transformation, gender transformation, beast, non-futa)

Story by Hardcover

This is the third and final of the TF stories I did in my recent Ariana inspired burst of creativity. I am NEVER this prolific. This one deals with a pair of guys at a strange exclusive school who get caught cheating on a test. Their punishment is to help the eccentric Miss Amy with a experiment demonstration, which ends up being a sexual transformation of one into a male timber wolf and the other into a female cougar.

I may do more stuff like this, I'm still fascinated by the unleashing of sexuality by the removal of humanity. Please comment if you like this story.

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TRANSFORMATIVE

DISCIPLINE

By Hardcover

Scott and his friend Jeff were in a whole lot of trouble.

They were both students at a highly expensive exclusive school, where the top scientists and scholars in the world taught. It was a rather strange school that no one had really heard of except those who could afford it, and it took a lot of work for parents to get their children in. The school taught such cutting edge lessons that students had to sign a wavier to get accepted. Right out of high school, Scott and Jeff had been put in the college. They hadn’t been there a full semester yet, and they were already struggling, unable to keep up with their lessons. It was frustrating and frightening, and they had worked hard but couldn’t seem to get ahead.

And now, they’d been caught cheating on an important test.

They’d been yelled at and lectured, but in the end their punishment wasn’t as bad as they had thought. They weren’t expelled or suspended or anything of that sort. In fact, their punishment had been peculiarly light: They would have to take a make up test and before that they just had to help Miss Amantbête with her latest experiment demonstration.

So that was were they were now, sitting on the side of the slightly raised front of the classroom, only a foot or so higher then the rest of the floor but forming a ‘stage’ of sorts, watching as Miss Amantbete gave a brief introduction to the packed room full of students in front of her. As she talked, Scott noticed that she didn’t seem to really explain exactly what the experiment she was demonstrating was actually going to be. Only that it made use of one of her own inventions, and it had to do with the genetic structure of animals. She did, however, go out of her way to mention that Scott and Jeff were ‘volunteering’ because they’d been caught cheeting. In fact, it seemed she made it a point to say that.

They both looked at each other, feeling humiliated. And a little apprehensive, they didn’t know what exactly they were supposed to be doing for her.

Deceptively young, Amanda Amantbete was a geneticist and biologist, and apparently some kind of radical in the science community. She had long wavy hair, and a pretty round face fronted by small oval wire frame glasses. She spoke with a slight French accent, almost indetectable, and tended to gush on about her work in ways that made her seem like a glorified student. She was dressed in a lab coat and a plain purple blouse and long skirt. She was pretty approachable and freindly with the students, who generally called her Miss Amy for short. As she spoke, her hands darted around in grand gestures, and her words began to come out faster and faster as she was clearly almost giddy with excitment over whatever she was going to show the class.

The class Miss Amy taught, however, was an exclusive class that only certain students were alowed to take. And those that were in it were notoriously silent about exactly what it was the Miss Amy taught.

Again, Scott glanced over uneasily at his friend. Jeff was the same age as him, nineteen, and was a little taller. He had a long face and close cropped brown hair on his head, a small thin goatee starting to grow in on his face. He was thin, and was dressed casually in a t shirt and jeans, with belt keychain attached to his side. He was in pretty good shape with a lot muscle tone all over his body, but no bulk.

Scott, on the other hand, was the nerd of the pair. Oh, he wasn’t a complete zit riddled reject, but he was dressed all in black, with black jeans and a black t-shirt with the poster for Phantasm on it. In other words, a horror and mosnter movie nerd. Scott had thick brown hair that he wore brushed back over his head and moussed into place. His rather spectacular blue eyes viewed the world from behind a small pair of wire frame glasses. His face was round, and smooth shaven. He was skinny and lanky, not fat but not toned at all eaither.

Looking over the rased stage area in front of the class, Scott still couldn’t figure out what was supposed to happen. The only things on the stage other then them a

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