Welcome to the Jungle: Sticks the Badger TG (300!)

I awoke in horror at an indeterminate hour of the day. I was back in the warm comfort of my bed, and not dangling over a vat of questionable liquid by a blue waffle I created as a joking response to some guy who was butthurt about me not liking Mr. Enter. “That’s it, no more morally-questionable brownies before bed…” I grumbled to myself.

I got out of bed, about to go to my computer, figuring I should be getting to work on that 300th deviation. However, before I could reach my chair, I noticed something standing in the corner of my room that was not there before. It was a medium-sized wheel like that one on Wheel of Fortune with a sticky note attached.

“Alright, let’s see what the hell this is about…” I grumbled to myself. I grabbed the note and began to read it.

“Dear sir, thank you for your generous donation to my project. Have a spin! Sincerely, Thelonius Gingersnap.”

I stood there and thought for a moment, wondering who the hell this Gingersnap fellow was. Then it hit me. He was that crazy old guy who lived down the street. I had given him $5 in fifth grade to fund his “Life-Changer” experiment when I was going through my werewolf-obsession phase. I never actually thought he’d go through with it. Having nothing better to do, I decided to give it a spin. After watching it go round and round, it finally stopped, landing on “Jungle”. “What is that supposed to mean?” Assuming I probably should have looked at the choices first, I decided it was just junk and decided to get back to thinking of ideas.

As I spread my fingers out, ready to type something, I noticed they were looking thinner than usual. I was about to think nothing of it, before orange fur began to sprout from them.

“Wait, what just…” was all I could say, before I suddenly lunged back in pain. I felt my arms begin to lose mass as my shoulders shrunk inwards, the fur slowly spreading. I felt my stomach cave in as my waist started to shrink into a sexy core. I put a hand to my crotch as an immense burning began to start, before I felt my manhood slowly shrink into me. I stuck a hand into my pants and felt a new, female slit where my dick once resided.

“Okay, normally, I’d call this an appropriate celebration of 300 deviations, but since I’ve already TG’d myself twice, it loses some of its punch.” As I dwelled on this thought, I suddenly felt my butt begin inflating to inhuman proportions as I felt my spine start to push out. All of a sudden, an orange tail burst from my trousers. I arched my back as I felt my chest begin to feel heavy. Soon, two beautiful bosoms exploded from my chest. I ran a hand over them, feeling my increasingly sensitive nipples. I began moaning in pleasure as my insides changed, experiencing my first female orgasm. Soon, the fur had covered my body as I felt my head start to change. My hair turned a brighter shade of brown as two ponytails (for lack of a better word) began to emerge from the side of my head. My ears moved to the top of my head and grew pointier as they were covered in brown fur. My eyes began to burn as they grew larger and changed from brown to blue as my glasses where whisked away into nonexistence. The orange fur began to cover my face as the brown fur ran down my eyes and the top half of my ponytails. My eyelashes began to lengthen as my nose began to push out slightly, until it shrank into a black animal nose. Soon, the fur had covered my whole body, barring the lower half of my face, making it look like a muzzle. My tattered clothes were whisked away as they began to change. A gold ring appeared on my right arm as a tannish sleeve appeared on my left. A matching tan, tank top-ish… THING appeared, showing off my new cleavage and sexy midriff. My lounge pants changed to a brown, tribal skirt with a dark red belt. My shrinking feet became adorned with tan boots with brown and silver lines. Finally, dark red bands tied themselves around the end of my giant head ponytails.

I needed to get a good look at myself. I looked into my darkened monitor, shocked with what- or rather, who- I saw staring back at me.

“Oh, you’ve gotta be kidding me…” I said in a slightly nasally feminine voice. I had become the splitting image of Sticks the Badger from Sonic Boom. As tempted as I was to go play with my new body, I needed to fix this before anybody saw me. I ran over to the wheel to see if I could reverse this somehow. “Let’s see, ‘Zany’, ‘One on One’, ‘Unlucky’, ‘Dazzle’…” I muttered to myself, reading the different wedges. “Nope, none of these looks like a reverse. Well now what am I supposed to do?”
My thinking came to a halt when I heard a knock at the door. “At least my family is finally respecting my privacy…” I scoffed quietly. “Too little, too late, though…” I couldn’t let anyone see me like this! I hoped whoever was there would just assume I wasn’t there after a moment and go away. But instead, they just kept knocking. Fed up, I stormed over to my door and opened it, shouting “WHADDAYA WANT?”
Before I could see who it was and get an answer, I met myself face to face with a frying pan. I fell to the floor, seeing nothing but black.

I awoke yet again to the feeling of cold water splashed all over myself. “Agh! Don’t do that!” I sputtered. “Do you know how hard it is to dry fur off?”

Before I could wonder how I even knew how to dry fur, I saw myself surrounded by some all too familiar figures. A mink in a red dress, a bunny in a basketball uniform, and a human girl in black with pink, pointy hair. “This isn’t a visit from ghosts of fappings past, is it?” I asked.

“No, it’s not,” the mink replied. “And I believe we have already met. At least, not in person.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“I believe I won a contest you did…” she replied.

“And I gave you your first trade without any backstabbing…” the sole human added.

“And I haven’t spoken to any of you in a long time…” the bunny finished.

Then it hit me.

“Vino? Spartan? Haggle?” I gasped. “What the hell happened to you guys? And how do you know where I live?”

“You should know…” Vinomath (now in the form of Minerva Mink) replied. “We got your present…”

“I didn’t get you guys presents…” I tried to explain.

“But that note on the wheel said ‘compliments of SpongeBat1’.” DancingSpartan (now looking and sounding like Jinx from Teen Titans). “Care to explain?”

“Look, I have no idea how you guys got that wheel…” I explained. “I got a wheel, too, and look what happened to me!”

“I suppose you may be telling the truth…” Hagglepuf (now with the body of Lola Bunny) answered. “However, I did not receive a wheel. I’ve been stuck like this for a while now…”

“Well, that explains your disappearance…” Spartan added.

“How did you end up like that, anyway?” I asked.

“That’s not important right now,” he/she explained. “What we need to know is who sent you that wheel.”

“Some dingus named Thelonius Gingersnap,” I explained. “I gave him five bucks as a kid, and it looks like it’s come back to bite me… I didn’t think he’d get you guys, too.”

“The important thing is we know what happened.” Spartan stated. “Now we need to find a way to reverse this and find out what this madman is up to!”

“Vino, you’ve written stories about a madman who transforms people,” I started. “You have any idea how to fix this?”

Before anybody could come up with anything, huge portals suddenly opened up behind each of us. “It’s too late!” Vino cried. “We’re being sucked in to the universes of our characters!”
“I blame you for this!” Spartan snapped, pointing a finger at me. Before I could respond, I felt myself being forcibly dragged into the portal right behind me. “Guys, I just want to tell you one thing…” I began, struggling to crawl away from the force. “Before we go, I just want to know, WHERE DID YOU GET MY ADDRE-“

It was too late.

I woke up for like the third time today, this time on a beach. “Well, makes a nice change from my darkened room…” I mumbled to myself.

I peered into the nearby ocean, to see if I was back to normal. Nope, I was still Sticks. “Well great, now I’m stuck here with no way to turn back!” Before I could think of a plan, I heard a voice call out.

“Hey, Sticks, are you back there?”

I recognized it as the voice of Sonic. Wait, why did he say my name? The government could be watching! I lunged out and tackled my hedgehog companion, hoping nobody had spotted us.