Patricia's Day Off (Bunny TF/TG) [COLLAB] [TFM]

The day at Patricia's Potion Shop was unbearably slow. She was even doubled staffed, with her and the employee Reginleif, who mostly went by just Leif since transforming in her shop into the skunk man he now is, originally being female. After the business with a convention nearby the other dy, Patricia expected even more customers today. She was very wrong.

"Gee, it sure is Boring around here," Leif said, stretching and rolling his eyes before flopping over the counter. "We haven't even seen a single human since we opened up!" He complained, sidling over towards Pat. "Maybe we could have a little fun, eh Cutie~?"

"What? Like ping pong? I don't have a table for that!" Patricia responded back. "No human or even animal all day. Uggggh." she groaned out. "There hasn't even been the usual one person a day person at all!"

"Well, ping pong can be fun but I was thinking something we don't need a specific table For," Leif said with a little giggle. Pat's innocence, or feigned innocence, was always so cute! "I thought we could maybe do something that you like for fun," Leif leaned in close to Pat, eyes wide and cute like a puppy's. As long as Leif had been working with Pat he realized he knew barely anything about her herself, so whether or not Pat fell for his line hopefully he'd draw out something new.

"Wanna go gamble then? I got the extra money and who doesn't like gambling!" she giggled. "All the flashy lights and the winning! Who doesn't like that? You convinced me! We're going to the casino! I hear there's a good one where it's near impossible to lose just outside of downtown!"

"Gambling?" that stunned Leif for a moment. Of all the things he had expected Pat to be into gambling was perhaps the farthest thing from a possibility there was. "I'll be honest I've never actually gone to a casino, so I guess having my first experience with you would be just perfect," he grinned widely, hugging her close, "Let's close up shop and go party!"

"Wait, you've never been to a casino? Boy are you in for a treat! It's great!" Patricia giggled a bit. "You got and bet money then they tell ypu to stop yelling then they kick you out for biting things then you go home! Isn't that fun!?" She asked excitedly. "Time to go!" 

And go they went. Leif and Patricia had traveled down to the casinos address, and it was giant. The size of a warehouse covered with neon lights. Patricia practically skipped every step she took with excitement.

"This place looks a lot fancier than I expected," Leif said, looking over the somewhat tacky building. "So...Uh, how much money do you normally spend here Pat? Like, twenty?" The poor, naïve skunkboy asked, watching the practically entranced Patricia vibrating with excitement as they neared the casino.

"$20, what's $20 gonna do? More like 2 hundred!" She giggled with glee as they soon entered it. It was just as huge as the outside. Multiple stories, various sections of themes and games.

"Woah," Leif said in awe, both at the inner grandiosity of the casino, as well as Pat talking about dropping $200 here like it was nothing. His hand latched onto Pat's, of course so as not to get lost in the crowd and definitely not so his soft hand could be tightly clasped with her fuzzy paw. "So...Where should we start Cutie? Blackjack?" He suggested, as that was literally the only gambling thing he knew aside from the slot machines.

"Cutie? Cutie isn't a casino game! Or a game at all! I think at least..." Patricia said paying Leif's flirt no mind, though mostly because it went over her head. And you always start with the slots! Thats how you build up fast to hit the tables! And people won't tell you "maam please stop ripping your cards." Or "don't use your tail to cover the dealers eyes so you can see their hands. Some people. I right?"

"Some people," Leif nodded, winking at Pat, "Of course, I bet those people didn't say you couldn't use my tail to cover the dealer's eyes!" He giggled, being escorted to the rather busy slots, although the two of them soon found a pair side-by-side.

"I like the way you think!" She giggled. "Plus you can hide behind the dealer and see what he's got cooking up...they're  always hiding something..." she said before looking at the slot trying to find a cash slot, not doing so. "Where money go?"

"Don't worry, Nobody will cheat while I'm around," Leif said, though her smile soon faded as she too found no place for Pat's money to go. "Er, maybe it's like...a Free Casino? For Fun?"

"Not getting any money isn't fun! Thats the whole point of gambling! How else will I start my own brand of dishsoap!" She said back, pulling the lever of her slot. The machine started and even won, coins dropping out from the bottom.

"Dishsoap?" Leif asked, turning on the spinny stool lazily, like an immature kid rather than the young adult he was, "You want to sell dishsoap?" As the coins poured out the bottom he chuckled, "Looks like I'm your lucky charm!"

"Who doesn't!? You know how many people need dishsoap! That bald guy has had to spotlight for too long! And I'm takin you with me every time I gamble now!" She giggled. "Lemme try your's!" Patricia leaned over and pulled the lever for his machine. This time it lost.

"Well I mean, even if I am lucky you'll still lose sometimes," Leif said, trying to keep Pat's spirits up. He definitely wanted to spend as much time as he could with Pat, even if it was at a casino and she'd just offered to take him with her every time! He couldn't lose that to one wrong spin, even as he felt something odd, something he had only felt once before.

"Er....Yeah, I guess," Leif said, looking down...One of his sandals was feeling tight, he looked down and gasped! His foot was growing! "W-What?!"

"What is right? Your machine is bad! I'm determined now!" Patricia said more angrily than anything after losing again. 

Leif's other foot soon joined in on the growing, as the black of the fur started to look white.

"Er, Pat, you...Might wanna stop, for a little?" Leif suggested a little nervously. His feet were quite long now, long enough they'd torn his socks! He wore his best socks and sandals whenever he was with Pat! He leaned down and took off the extremely uncomfortable sandals before they tore too. He tugged off his now ruined socks, sighing. "I think you're betting something that, uh, isn't money."

"Yeah, I'm betting my patience!" She snapped back angrily. "This thing thinks it can beat me but it can't! I'm winning on this machine!" Patricia tried again and another lost made her let out a growl. Leif had never seen Patricia this angry before!

Leif put a hand on Pat's shoulder, "Pat, Cutie, You have to calm down it's just a game, right?" he smiled nervously, he could feel the change progressing, one of his legs was growing larger, with both the muscles of a strong bounder like a rabbit...and a bit of chub.

However, Patricia angrily growled at Leif as she didn't pay him much mind to the words, as she pulled the lever yet again and losing again. She took a deep breatj, trying to keep her cool. Leif squeaked in shocked at Pat's growling, recoiling from his boss. This wasn't the Pat he knew, this was a whole new person and he didn't like her, she was scary. Now both of Leif's legs were growing thick and strong, and shorter too. Nono, this was going to be like high school all over, he thought with a tinge of fear. "Pat please, let's just...Go to the bar or something! Get a drink and calm down!"

"We can get a drink...!" She said with a hmph as she pulled the lever and lot again. "With the money...!" And again. "We get from this machine!" And yet again. 

Leif's started to feel an old familiarity at his hips, as they widened outward, making his new male fitting pants uncomfortable and loose for the womanly hips.

"Oh no please stop, try your machine it was winning," Leif's cool façade was starting to break from the changes. A few quick checks later and he realized he was a lady again, first thin then chubbing up again with each loss of the wheel. The changes were relentless, advancing up her body, giving her a round, plush belly. Leif covered her face in shame, "Pat, please?"

"This machine is trying my patience! I'm not stopping til I win like that time I won $2 from a vending machine!" Patricia retorted, her cool was long gone as she lost yet again. "GAH! This thing is rigged!"

Leif grabbed onto Pat, trying to calm her, and keep calm herself as long suppressed memories began rising to the surface with the changes. Her own chest was growing back out, strong muscles hidden under her new breasts, tightly pressed up against the weasel. "Pat, look!" she said, stroking the weasel's back, "Y-You're betting me!"

"No I'm not! I'm betting whatever it is when you move your arm too much she pulled the slot again. "Dang it! Okay! Thats it! I'm comparing to someone! This thing is busted! And can you get your boobs off of me!" Patricia suddenly went silent. "Wait what?"

Leif pulled back, hanging her head. The machine had lost again, so Pat was treated to a first-hand view of her employee growing big, buck teeth. Look over the body where once Leif had a tall, athletic skunk man's body it was now replaced a shorter, chubby white-furred rabbit girl's. Leif sniffed, "Sorry, maybe...I should go for the night," that was the first time Leif had ever asked to leave Pat's presence early, usually the now ex-skunk was asking Pat to stay later.

"O-oh...you sure?" Patrica said back weakly her ears drooping. It was rare for her to look as sad and defeated as she did. "I...I really messed up didn't I?"

Leif looked away, she couldn't stand to see her cute boss looking so sad but...She never wanted to look anything like she did back then... "This...isn't what I was expecting," Leif said cautiously, now unsure how to go. She felt awful, but now so did Pat. "I'm sorry."

"Don't...I knew I get like this, probably best I don't bring people with me when I do huh?" She chuckled softly. "We can go back to the shop and o can fix you real easy." She added, getting up.

"You can?" a few tears welled in Leif's eyes, "Really? All back to normal?" Her tiny little cottonball of a tail wiggled eagerly.

"Yeah, I mean it's not like I didn't turn you into a skunk man before. It takes like 5 minutes and an extra 2 to get dinner ready. It's ramen!" She said back, a bit of her old charm back in her.

"Oooh, so all it takes for you to ask me to dinner is for you to make me cry?" Leif chuckled, wiping away her sadness and hugging Pat tightly, "We should've done this weeks ago"

"You're not mad at me then? Sorry you had to see me like that. I have a gambling problem so if I suggest we ever do this again uh...tell me no! Bad Patricia! You'll bite an employee again and have to pay them for hospital bills!"

"Er...Yeah, maybe next time we go out for fun I take you surfing or something?" The mostly bunnified Leif suggested, holding Pat still, "And I would be mad but you're fixing this and making ramen for me, every boy's dream," she laughed, trying to stay happy for Pat, she couldn't let her boss be sad.

"I've never actually be surfing! I've only seen that movie with the surfing penguins. What are penguins doing surfing? They can swim fine!" Patricia said more seriously then jokingly. "And I can make something better than ramen. Like soup!"

"Woooah, be Fancy like that and I Might start to think you have a crush on me," Leif said with a laugh, ruffling her boss's hair, "Oooh you're gonna look so good on a surfboard cutie"

"Crush? Why would I have soda on you?" Patricia asked with a raised eyebrow. "Unless it's the grape one. I could see that!" Patricia giggled a bit. "Should we get back to the shop then?"

Leif nodded, laughing lightly at Pat, "Please, you owe me dinner."

"You'll love my ramen! I put it in the microwave! Then I cook it for two minutes!" she said rather proudly. 

"Maybe I'll treat you to a real dinner before we surf on our next date, how's that?" Leif suggested, still smiling. Pat might be a brilliant potion maker, but her home life appeared to need some work.

"Food is good! If you're making free food I'll go anywhere! Even to the dentist! But eating before dentist is something you shouldn't do I hear." Patricia trailed off in typical Patricia fashion.

Leif just laughed at her boss, she couldn't stay mad at Patricia for too long, but now she knew to be wary around the siren call of the slots whenever the pretty weasel was around. "Back to the shop for your masterful ramen Pat," Leif said, adjusting her ill-fitting clothes over her chubby bunny body.

Patricia smiled a bit as the duo made their way back to Patricia's shop and into the back. She didn't bother to turn on the lights it seems. "So do you like...doing taxes or something?" she asked back to Leif. "I hear that's a thing people are supposed to do. I wouldn't know, I've never done them."

"I don't think anyone's a fan of taxes, too many numbers and sitting around, not enough having fun," Leif said, tugging one of her big ears curiously. She kinda liked them. "You've never done your taxes? What else haven't you done, you bad girl?"

"Surfing, eating a pie, have friends, wearing a skirt..." Patricia listed off rather casually. "I'd never wear a skirt! They're so weird! Why you don't got any pant legs? Skirts..." she shook her head as she opened up a package of ramen, putting it into a bowl.

"You never had friends?" Leif asked in horror, forgetting all about her predicament. "You never had like, sleepovers or anything?" Already her mind stewed with ways to rectify her boss's terrible life predicament.


Despite the hard shell, it seems Patricia really did care a whole lot for all the work she does for people. Her goofiness sometimes covering that fact. It seemed to benefit a lot of people to! Just look at Leif! She had gone from a pretty surfer girl to an even more handsome surfer skunk dude, full of confidence and happier than ever! With a new job of course as the potion master's apprentice. It seemed every life Pat touched got better in many ways. 

"What's taking you so long? The ramen's gonna get cold again and if you let that happen you'll feel like a college student! I think, I never went to college!" Patricia called out from the other room.

"i'm still in college silly!" Leif called back, quickly donning the sleep wear and, as quick as she was able to without tripping over her ridiculous big bunny feet, returned to the kitchen. "Oooh, your special ramen smells great!"

"It''s special cause I warm it up for 5 extra seconds!" Patricia said back proudly. "So I guess you might be used to eating ramen, so that's good cause my ramen is pretty...rameny!" 

"I'm sure my ramen is nothing compared to yours," Leif smiled, Pat was so cute when excited. "You wanna get in your pyjammies too? Or wait until after our dinner?"

"If you wanna start eating I can change. I finish that in like 2 minutes. I just stuff it into my mouth!" she giggled a bit, practically skipping out of the room like a hyper 7 year old girl with excitement. 

"Oh I definitely need to spend more time with her out of work." Leif thought, slowly eating the prepared noodles, waiting to see Patricia dressed in something relaxed. 
After a little while, Patricia came back with fleece pajama bottoms with little weasels on them as well as the tank top she had before, just without the apron. She walked over as sat back down and sure enough, finished her meal off by stuffing it into her face, chewing it happily.

Leif, by contrast, was only half finished by the time Pat was done. "Those are adorable, I should get some like that," She said, pointing to the weaselly bottoms, slurping down ramen as fast as she could..

"They're comfy to! It's like I have a layer of fur over my fur!" she giggled a bit. "Got little me's on them to! Cute little weasel friends~!" she said "petting" one with a finger. 

"I have the best weasel friend," Leif couldn't resist gently petting Patricia. She was so soft!

Patricia actually giggled a bit. "Hey! That tickles!" she gently slapped at Leif. "Stop that!" 


"Aww but you're such a fluffball!" Leif pouted, gently scritching behind Pat's ear.


"Stop! It tickles!" Patricia said giggling again. "But don't cause that feels really good!" she added, her tail wagging with excitement not unlike a dog who just saw their owner come home! 

"Dawww, I can't say no to you!" Leif said, scritching with one hand and petting with the other; she couldn't stop! Not when Pat was so happy and soft!

"Okay okay! I surrender! It's too ticklish!" she giggled out again before getting up from her chair with what seemed to be one of the biggest smiles Leif had seen on the weasel. There was nothing for it now, she had to try it. Leif leaned in and pulled Pat close to her, hugging her.

"Uh...what is this? I'm confused." Patricia said rather geuniely. "Am I suppose to squeeze my boons against yours to or...do I like...keeps my arms to my side and pull something from my pocket? Like a rabbit! Magicians do that!"

"Just do what I'm doing to you back to me silly, it's a hug!" Leif nuzzled Pat affectionately, all her changes long forgotten in the warmth of kinship she was feeling with the weasel. "You give hugs to your friends, if they like them."

"Okay...hug." Patricia nodded, wrapping her arms around Leif, her strength being more than anticipated as she squeezed rather hard. "We're friends...am I doing it right?" 

"Yeah, maybe a little less tight!" Leif wheezed, she enjoyed a good hug but even this was too much for her. Perhaps not when she was back in her rightful body though. "That's perfect Pat!"


"Oh...uh...sorry." she giggled weakly before letting go of Leif, blushing a bit. "I never realize how strong I am until people tell me cause I don't really do anything but move them a lot making potions and all that. And unloading gatorade shipments."

"It's fine, I didn't expect you to be so strong! It's super cute," Leif patted Pat's head affectionately. "Feel free to practice your hugs with me so you know just how to hug your other friends right!"

"Okay!" she said with a happy flick of her tail. "So uh...how does this thing work? No one's ever spent the night with me before. Do we like...makeout or something?" 

"Well I Wouldn't object but I think we should start you off on stuff you wouldn't mind doing with others," Leif winked, kicking herself mentally for not accepting the offer. "I did a few near the end of high school. We did each other's hair, watched movies, did makeup and stuff. Nothing too complicated, but always nice to do," she shrugged, "But if you do wanna make out..."

"Make up was the word! I meant if we we're supposed to do makeup!" she giggled waving her hand. "I forgot what it was called for some reason! That sounds like fun! I never had my hair done...or put on makeup! What's making out? What's going out? Take out? We just ate silly!" 

The temporary bunny sighed. Darn, she was hopeful but this was definitely more like Patricia. "Well I'm not sure if someone pretty like you needs makeup but I'd be more than happy to help, cutie," Leif offered, "And maybe I could braid your hair, you'd look lovely in a braid"

"I did always want to braid my hair! My mom was always too busy to do that kind of thing. I never really knew anyone who could so it'd be fun! I'd look like a character going to a picnic! And makeup seemed fun but I don't know how it works. I tried writing with lipstick and it does not work as good as chalk does." 

"I'll show you how to use it all Pat, even lipstick," Leif said, hugging Pat again, tightly this time, like she was protecting the weasel. "I'll teach you how to braid hair." She didn't know anything about Patricia's family, and the first tidbit was not the happiest. "I'll always have time for you Pat."

She smiled and patted the rabbit's head. "You're pretty neat. Just thought I'd let you know!" she said with a giggle and smile again. "So...uh...how does makeup even work? I know girl's like wearing it for fancy events and sometimes not fancy events? Boys to sometimes." 

"Do you have any makeup yourself? Or do you wanna borrow some of mine? I still wear it as a guy, so I have some in my bag," Leif offered, trying not to blush or giggle too hard. Pat thought she was neat!

"Well...I have used blue lipstick I tried to draw with but that's about it." Patricia answered back, "Could we just use your's? My PJs for your makeup usage! Sounds fair!" she giggled. 

"Definitely a fair trade! Where do you wanna set up? Living room? Bedroom?" Leif asked, picking up her bag and starting to rifle through it for her makeup.

"That's what friends are for! To teach you stuff!" Leif felt excitement rising up in her. She hadn't had a real sleepover in so long, and now that she was having one again she remembered just how much fun they always were! Though she'd never had one with someone as cute, or unique, as Patricia.

"So like...how does it work? I've never really drawn much and I know people are really bad and making wing tips and they really want to for some reason. Fur is better than feathers! You don't need wings! Silly makeup people." 

"Well the wingtips are for your eyes, a little flair of eyeliner can really make them look nicer," Leif said, pulling out an eyeliner, designed to work on fur, "It's white but when you're a skunk black eyeliner doesn't work so well!"

"I got white on my to! It's just on my front, and it's usually on your back! I miss that fluffy tail. It was fun when you hit it against me cause it so soft! Whatever conditioner you used is great!" she giggled a bit. "Do your magic makeup magic on me!" 

"Aww, you liked that? I was worried you were gonna get mad!" Leif laughed, gently drawing a line along one of Pat's eyelids, "Maybe I'll share it with you when we shower~"

"I did! You doesn't like fluffy?" she giggled a bit. "So...should I not move around a lot cause I kinda did just that already when I laughed. Also should I not talk? Cause then I'd move my face a lot." 

"As long as you don't move your eyes you should be fine, this first one's just a little jagged is all," Leif reassured the excitable weasel. "I Love Fluffy! I just didn't know you didn't mind being whacked with it!"

"What if I just whacked you with mine then?" she asked with a giggle, doing just that with her tail a bit, despite this messing up with the line a bit from the sudden distraction she giggled happily! 

"Aaah your tail is so soft!" The makeup forgotten for a moment the pencil fell from Leif's hand as she hugged the tail, "Aaah I can't wait until I have my big fluffy tail back! We'll be like fluffy tail sisters! Or girlfriends!"

"But for now you got a little fluffy cotton butt!" she giggled happily. "Fluffy tails, fluffy tails~!" she sang out with pure glee. 

Such a cutie! Leif leaned in and smooched Pat's cheek. "Has anyone told you you're the cutest?"

"You're the Prettiest and Cutest Around!" Leif says, picking her pencil back up to finish drawing on the eyeliner.

"Thanks I think!" Patricia responded with a giggle. "Do I get to see myself now? All makeup'd up?" 

"It isn't a big mirror, but," Leif pulled out her compact, flipping it open, "Here."


"Oh! I do look pretty!" Patricia giggled a bit. "Draw something cool on me! Lila a dragon or a wolf!" She asked excitedly.


"I could Try? You'll just need to give me some time," Leif knew she didn't have much skill with this kind of thing, but she had to try for Pat! She had to do her best!


"I have all the time until tomorrow cause then I gotta open the shop up! And so do you!" Patricia said back.

"Alright," Leif dug into her bag, looking for everything she had that could help with her challenge. "Try to stay Still Little Dragon!" She twirled a pencil between her fingers.

"I'll be as still as a Patricia!" she giggled and closed her eyes. "Put a dragon on my face!" 

"Just be warned, I might not be the best at this Pat," Leif warned as she set to work. "So, what do you normally do when you get off work?"

"I just sit around and watch television, but I'm usually working." Patricia responded. "Don't really have people to do things with so I watch other people do things!"

"Well now said you have me to do things with, and I'm sure a few of your other Employees or Customers would love to spend time with you," Leif explained as she kept doodling. "Maybe we could set up a group camping trip or something, I'd make sure you'd love it!"

"Ooh, I love camping! And by camping I mean marshmallows, who doesn't love them!" Patricia said back. "A little getaway for all of the store employees! That'd be fun! I'ma start planning it!"

"Have you done S'mores? If not I am SO gonna make you some on the trip!" Leif said eagerly, "Are you thinking Tents? Cabins?"

"I have an uncle who has a cabin we could use. But that's all for future Patricia to worry about. Is the dragon done?" Patricia asked with excitement. 

"It's just a little one on your cheek...Just a little more," Leif focused on her art, "I can't wait to see this Cabin, Cutie!" She pulled away, looking, and then pulled out the compact. "On your Cheek!" She said, revealing a small little dragon face drawn onto Pat's cheek. 

"Dawww, that's a good dragon!" she said happily. "You're a good artist! You should draw me sometime! Lil' painted Patricia friend."

"Aww, you'd really like that?" Leif blushed, looking down with a goofy grin. "I'll do it for you!"

"I don't know about tonight...it's getting kinda late no?" Patricia asked back. "It's already 8 o clock!"

"That's Late?" Leif asked in shock. "Well you must be a morning girl~"

"I wake up at 10 am everyday!" She giggled. "Put my apron on right over my PJs, sometimes I put on jeans but host most of the time!"

"You love sleeping then, don't you cutie?" She chuckled, "Well, wanna brew up the potion to fix me before we settle in for our movie night?"

"Okey dokie! One skunk man returning potion coming up!" She giggled with a happy flick of her tail.

"And Don't worry, even when I'm a big Skunk Guy again we can have girl's nights in like this!" Leif said, hugging Pat affectionately, "This is fun! And next time I'll prepare!"

"Okay...there is just one little thing I forgot to do..." Patricia said looking away from Leif, even blushing a bit.

"Oh? What's that Pat?" Leif asked, tilting her head curiously.

"I forgot to redeem the money I won on my machine!"

*****

The next morning, Patricia awoke along with the once again skunkified Leif walked back into the Potion Shop and started getting ready to open up. Patricia hugged the janitor with a warm smile before he left for the day. Patricia walked over to the door to unlock it and smiled back at Leif who smiled back. Patricia was ready to start the day with a brand new love for her employees. The work day went on and after closing, Patricia and Leif said their goodbyes with a hug and smile, which Leif was more than happy about and he went home for the day. 

Patricia went to the living quarters of the shop in the back and into her bedroom. She took a piece of paper out from her apron and tossed it onto the bed as she put the apron on it's hanger. She picks the paper up and sticks it into a frame on the nightstand of her bed. Patricia switched out into her fluffy weasel pajama pants and dfrited off into sweet slumber. The picture? A picture of her and Leif (in his [now] normal skunk man body) with braided hair dressed in pajamas with goofy smiles on both of their faces.