Sick Day by VioletVelvet

Trigger #170   Witch Pox

Ailment Class: A rare mana based disease that affects magic users of a sufficient caliber. The massive amounts of mana that The Transformistress possesses grants her incredible powers to alter reality, but also takes its toll on the body when used excessively. Because of this peculiarity, I have taken to calling it “Main Character Syndrome”.

Symptoms include sore throat, fever, runny nose, coughing and general feelings of blargh. It’s quite similar to a cold or flu, save for one key difference. Whenever the patient sneezes, it causes their form to swiftly change into a random (though often comedically timed) species.

Transformation Type: Varies widely, though it will never induce changes to gender. Magic cannot force us back into the closet.

Threat Level: Personal. The concern is less the illness itself, and more that Mira has pushed herself to this point. Though the threat could increase in scale should she attempt to breach quarantine.

Subject: Mira Alcott, Head of Transformations, Leader of the Sala City Coven of Cuties, and Found of the Sala University Sorority Coven.

<Attached to the report is a page of The Daily Hex, a Sala City based newspaper, founded by journalism witch Lara Lesbos Lilia>

#69 February 14, 20XX

 Wall Crawling Menace Rampages Through Downtown

Residents of Sala City were shocked earlier today, when beloved figure Mira Alcott brazenly charged down Main Street in the form of an Arachne. Following closely behind was her husband, the Transformister, frantically shouting for her to stop and return to quarantine. A woman and her elderly mother were nearly bowled over, before the dastardly Mrs. Alcott used her spider legs to crawl along the wall, startling several workers inside.

Witnesses report seeing the wicked Mrs. Alcott appeared unwell, and reacted with concern upon hearing her frantic chants of: “I gotta get back to work!”

Their concern was met with swift reprimand, as Mrs. Alcott let out a terrible sneeze, and turned herself into a centaur. The Transformister swiftly intervened by using his magic to push away the trio of students, who had all been turned from young men into an array of monster girls (who we have heard are all quite happy with their new forms.)

The carnage only continued as Mrs. Alcott scrambled onto her hooves, and took off down the hill towards the harbor. Recognizing his inability to catch his rampaging wife on foot, the Transformister commandeered a nearby truck and began his pursuit. Witnesses report hearing Mrs. Alcott frantically chanting the lyrics to a song about escaping from the city, doubtless to spread her transformation magic to other unsuspecting communities!

Their shared rampage finally came to a halt when Mrs. Alcott careened over the edge of the walkway and into the ocean. The Transformister swiftly dove in after her, only to discover that she had used her magic to turn into a seal girl. He hugged her close as she sneezed in rapid succession, shifting from a seal, to a mermaid, to an orca, but never once let go of her.

Witnesses described the scene as: “Incomprehensibly Adorable and Wholesome”

“It really is quite fitting for Valentine’s Day!”

“I hope that I get to have that some day…”

“Mira and Mister are so adorable together!!”

<The report resumes as normal>

Handsome laid me back down in the bed, and draped the heavy sheets over my body, taking special care to tuck in my long snake tail. Despite the cloth mask covering his face, I could see his signature smile, warmly inviting me to sink into its depths.

I mustered a weak smile of my own through the heavy fever, the clogged sinuses, and the piercing headache. He was so wonderful, and I counted my lucky stars every day that he was a part of my life.

And yet, despite (or perhaps because of) my illness and comfort, I could still feel my limbs tensed in preparation for leaping back into action. My mind raced just thinking of all the work that I had to do, and would fall behind on.

I squeaked as his strong yet gentle hand settled on my chin, and he directed my eyes to meet his emerald orbs.

“Why did you run off?”

My protruding fangs bit into my lower lip, and I turned my gaze to the side, and settled on the calendar. February 14th, Valentine’s Day.

“I’m really sorry, I just realized that I hadn’t gotten you anything for Valentine’s Day and I felt really, really bad about it.”

He chuckled warmly, and his hand gently patted my head. Oh no. Headpats. My only weakness!

“Beautiful, we’re well past the point where you have to get me anything for Valentine’s Day. I’m not going to suddenly fall out of love with you if you miss a holiday.”

My heart thumped, joyous in the amount of love that I felt towards this man. He was too kind.

“B-But… that’s exactly why I want to get you something! You’re always so kind to me and… and…” My nose scrunched up in a tickle, and my eyes watered from the buildup.

“AHCHOOO!”

Instantly I felt the effects of the magical explosion inside of my body take effect, as my serpentine features were quickly replaced by the feeling of legs, and a tail. A quick glance over my features revealed that this latest sneeze had turned me into a dog girl. Golden retriever, judging by the ears and tail.

Handsome readjusted the covers to suit my new form, and then turned back to me with a smile.

“Mira… I love you because you are you. My love is not some kind of fucked up exchange of cause and effect. It’s not conditional upon you doing nice things for me.”

Oh. Was that how I was seeing things?

Damn. That is kind of fucked up.

I turned my head to the side and quietly shook my head as I processed that information.

“I guess I haven’t really thought of it that way, but when you lay it out like that…”

He nodded and gently patted my head again, and took advantage of my new ears to tease me in a familiar way. Whenever I assumed a dog form, he knew that I loved being rubbed behind the ears, in just the right spot. I could feel my tail wag beneath me with a mind of its own, elated at the attention and love I was receiving.

“I love you, Mira Alcott. And that won’t change.”

His words were full of so much firm resoluteness that I couldn’t help but believe them in my heart, even past all of the anxieties. My eyes welled over with fresh tears, and I rushed forward to hug him tightly, which he happily returned.

I never thought that I would get to experience the joy and euphoria of finding someone as good as he was, who diligently took care of me and made me feel like such an amazing and beautiful woman.

“I-I’m sorry I ran off like that. I won’t do it again.” So please don’t be mad at me.

He brushed aside a strand of sweaty hair and smiled again. “I’m not mad at you, and I understand why you did it. Just try to take better care of yourself in the future, okay?”

I nodded my head and let out a soft sigh. “All right… I promise that I’ll take care of myself.”

“Good girl.” My defenses were extremely low, and I blushed brightly at the deadly compliment. Guaranteed to destroy any trans girl.

“H-Hey, you can’t just say that out of the blue…”

He smirked in that way that always made my heart thump. “Well I just did.”

“Damn, you got me there…”

I whimpered as he resumed rubbing at both of my floppy ears, excitement and euphoria building in my chest.

“Arf!”

His deep chuckle excited me even more, my heart practically dancing in happiness as he continued to lavish me with adoration.

“Who’s my good girl?”

Unbidden instincts compelled me to perk up at the question, and I tilted my head to play along.

“It’s you! You’re my good girl!” He excitedly exclaimed!

“Arf arf!!” I happily barked in response. I was a good girl! I was his good girl!

His hands fell upon me once more, and I yelped in happiness as his hands resumed rubbing my ears, his index finger and thumb expertly caressing my lobes with dedicated care. I was reduced to a drooling mess as my tongue hung limply from my mouth, basking in the joy of being treated with so much fondness by my hubby.

“Good girl. Such a good girl! Oh yes you are!”

I couldn’t help but quietly whimper as his hands expertly transitioned from gentle rubs into scratches, his deft usage of fingernails tracing my ears with just the right amount of friction to drive me wild.

“O-Oh… oh fuck that feels really nice…”

His smile curled into a confident smirk that sent my heart fluttering once more. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, and what’s more, he enjoyed doing it. I was such a lucky woman.

“H-Handsome, I… ah…” He backed away from me, and straightened his mask. “Ahhh… CHOO!”

My body shifted once more, as my fluffy golden retriever ears receded to become small holes on the side of my head, and my entire body became hard, scaly and covered in ridges. This time I was some kind of lizard morph, though I couldn’t identify the species.

“Aww… we can’t have fun like this…”

His hands gently touched the top of my head, and stroked back in a repetitive motion that felt very soothing.

“Bet?”

My long and sinuous tail began to wriggle back and forth in pleasant happiness as his hands very gently continued to pet me. His motions had to change to accommodate my scales of course, but he was always very gentle and mindful of my reactions. The sensation was different from being touched while in a mammalian state, more subdued, and yet delightfully pleasant all the same.

“Maybe this will help your body cool down a little?” He half-jokingly suggested.

I could feel my lips curl up into a pout as he kept up his affection, even when I was in this form he could always find ways to tease and please me.

“What did I ever do to deserve you?” I queried.

He smiled back at me as a hand gently rested on my scaly cheek. “Be an amazing and wonderful woman?”

I flushed in embarrassment again, and turned my head away from his sly smirk.

Our moment was interrupted as a gentle three knocks came on the door, and before I could answer, Mister gently pushed me back down under the covers. “Come in!”

The door opened, and the Alcott estate’s head maid stepped in, accompanied by her wolfy wife. Both ladies were wearing cloth masks, and Vivi swapped out her usual headband for a nurse’s cap. Her floppy bunny ears laid loosely against her head, seems she’d decided on a lopped style for today. In her hands was a tray with soup and a pot of tea, and hanging on Fey’s elbow was a straw basket.

Vivi smiled to the both of us. “Hello there. I hope I’m not interrupting anything?”

Mister shook his head and returned the smile. “Not at all, just reminding Mira about how much I love her, and how amazing she is.”

I flushed red hot with embarrassment (and fever), just barely managing to restrict the impulse to hide under my covers.

The wolf woman nodded her head, ears cutely flicking as she did so. “Good! We should take every opportunity to remind Mira of her brilliance.”

“C-Come on you two, don’t praise me too much or it’ll go to my head.” I whimpered.

Vivi set the tray down on the nightstand, and turned to face me. “I should hope it does, one of these days.” She turned to face handsome and smiled. “Would you like to feed her the soup while I prepare the tea?”

“Eep.” I squeaked at the thought of Mister spoon feeding me, and the thought brought a fresh tickle to my nose. “Ah… Ah…. CHOO!”

Repitlian scales faded away to be replaced with familiar and comfortable smooth skin, but what else had changed? I could feel large rounded ears on the top of my head, protruding front teeth, and a smaller tail beneath my butt.

Vivi giggled softly, and offered me a tissue, which I gladly obliged. “Looking positively mousey now, Margaret would approve.”

I didn’t have time to fully process that comment, as Mister offered me a spoonful of the soup. Cheeks fully flushed, I gratefully drank down the warm contents, enjoying the savory combination of chicken, noodles and an herb I couldn’t quite place.

“Fey prepared the soup, cooking is one of her specialties.” Vivi commented, with a smile towards Fey.

The wolf woman’s cheeks flushed in a rare show of embarrassment, and she turned her head away shyly. “I hope it’s good…”

After I gratefully accepted another spoonful from Mister, I nodded my head, and gave the woman a weak smile. “It’s very good!  Thank you!”

Fey shyly smiled back at me, though I could see her tail furiously wagging behind her long skirt. Vivi giggled in response to the adorableness, and finished deftly pouring a cup of tea for me.

“Lemon, ginger and black tea. It’ll be slightly bitter, but no sugar while you’re sick.”

“All right…” I quietly huffed, then took a sip out of the cup. It was warm, slightly spicy and sinus cleansing. “Thank you Vivi, thank you Fey. You both really don’t have to wait on me like this.”

Vivi waved her hand dismissively and smiled. “You’re right, we don’t have to. We’re here because we want to be.” Fey nodded her head in affirmation, and I felt more tears sting the edges of my eyes.

“Thank you so much…”

Mister smiled, and offered me another spoonful of soup. “There is no exchange, just people that care about each other, being here for each other.”

I swallowed the soup, and nodded. “Yeah… yeah! Thank you all for taking care of me while I’m sick with this Witch’s Pox.”

They all smiled, and Fey answered. “No trouble at all Mira. We’re happy to be here.”

My attention turned to the basket in Fey’s arms, and I tilted my head. “What’s in that?”

Fey and Vivi exchanged looks, and smiled widely. “Well I’m glad you asked! You see, we went around letting the Coven members know you were out of commission, and they all wanted to show their sympathies and gratitude.”

She lifted the cover off the basket, revealing a large array of colorful envelopes, all addressed to me.

Wait what.

WHAT??

“A-All of those are for me? From the Covens??”

Fey smiled softly and nodded. “Don’t be so surprised Mira. You do a lot for them, it’s only natural they’d want to let you know how much you mean to them.”

She plucked out a random envelope, pastel pink in color, and opened it for me with her clawtip, and passed me the card. The front featured a print of Sala University, and the inside was filled with messages and signatures that brought more tears to my eyes.

“So sorry you’re sick Mrs. Alcott! Hope you feel better soon!!”
-Olive

“Heard you’re sick! That sucks ass! Get well soon!”
-Amy

“Thank you for everything Mrs. Alcott, feel better soon!”
-Brooke

The messages and signatures filled up both pages, from every member of the Sorority Coven, founding and new members alike. Something inside broke at that moment, and my hands trembled with unbidden emotion as hot tears flowed down my cheeks.

Handsome’s strong arms wrapped tightly around me, as I cried into his shoulder. Seeing all the girls that I had helped hatch, give training and guidance to, now give me support in my time of need was truly moving. I bawled my eyes out in sheer happiness as Mister’s hand gently stroked my head, until I finally calmed down.

Vivi offered me another tissue, and smiled softly. “They like you Mira. All of them do.”

She pointed at the basket, and I saw more addressed names that made my heart flutter. Zi, Kim, Jamie, Morgan (different Morgan), and many others filled the basket to its breaking point.

“I… I don’t know what to say.” Was all I could muster in response.

Handsome smiled, and patted my head gently. “You don’t have to say anything, beautiful. Just enjoy it.”

Vivi and Fey both smiled as well, then stood up. “We’ll let you two have more alone time on Valentine’s day. We’re gonna be going with the other two ‘cule members for dinner tonight.” the head maid explained.

I smiled to them, and nodded. “Sounds good. Have a good night you two!”

Mister nodded his head as well. “Thank you for helping to take care of her.”

The two ladies smiled, waved and departed out the door, leaving me with handsome once more. He gave me a tender smile, and despite the risk it might pose, lowered his mask and leaned in closer.

“I love you Mira Alcott.”

I gazed deep into his eyes, feeling all the love and adoration I felt towards him overwhelm my senses. “I love you too.”

We kissed, and despite being sick, I felt amazing.




From the desk of

Violet Velvet

Head Maid to the Mistress of Transformations

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! Special Thanks to VioletVelvet (https://patreon.com/VioletVelvet),  to my Test Readers, and to all of you for your love and support! Thank you all so so much again for everything you've done for me! I'm resting well after my surgery and looking forward to getting back to work refreshed and rebimbo-ed~!