The Island (Anthro TF/TGs) [COLLAB] [TF MONTH]

The jet soared through the clouds as it made its way across the Atlantic. Austin, dressed in his Airman Battle Uniform had his face frozen to the window looking out to the sky while listening to his music to alleviate the stress of his nine hour flight. There was a stranger next to him who insited on engaging on small talk, but Austin mostly kept to the window. While it was nice to have a relaxing flight, Austin did somewhat wish something interesting would happen at some point. 

It seemed this little thought would get something interesting to happen alright, as the place seemed to pick up a bit of turbulence. However it didn't seem to be anything that someone would have to worry about. Though this didn't ring true for the man next to Austin that had introduced himself as Johnny earlier. "H-hey...is this normal? The plane is shaking an awfully lot..." 

Austin reassured him that there was nothing to worry about. "It's just a little turbulence because of the clouds ahead. Might be a bit shaky, but unless there's a storm we should be fine." Johnny had seemed to be a bit paranoid about the flight, and had been asking a good amount of questions since he noticed Austin's Air Force uniform. Luckily for Austin, his knowledge of aircrafts kept him comfortable for the most part. 

"I don't know...it just seems like it's shaking a lot more than it should be! What if it's not just turbulence?!" Johnny rebutted back, his anxiety about the situation only getting worse. 

"Well, we sho-" Austin began before the intercom stopped him. 

"We're going to be flying through a storm here, so there may be some heavy turbulence. I've turned on the seatbelt light, so if you could all buckle up your seatbelts to make things smoother for us to travel." 

Austin reluctantly looked over to Johnny, not having anything else comforting to say about the situation. "S-storm?" he muttered out weakly, slowly and put his seatbelt on with shaking hands. "I-is this something that happens often? We're not going to crash...are we?" 

"Hey man, relax. These pilots are trained to work through conditions like this. Try not to panic; panicking's only going to stress you out more. Think you can do that?" Austin had never personally been through a storm, but trusted the pilot's ability. However, everything changed when lighting struck the side of the plane! While it wasn't enough to damage the jet, but Austin was worried at how the pilot would handle it. 

"Are you sure about that!?" Johnny blurted out in a panic. "Lighting isn't supposed to hit us! Did that do anything to the plane? Is it even safe to be in anymore!?" 

Austin's own voice was starting to get shaky as well. "Planes have panels that absorb most of the voltage from lightning to prevent mishaps, so nothing more than those flickering lights you saw should happen as long as the pilot is alright." Austin sat around with an uneasiness in his stomach as everyone continued to show distress, which would only elevate with the plane taking a sudden shift in direction.

"Everyone, I am dropping the emergency oxygen masks. Please don yours before helping others get theirs on. In the case of a catastrophic event, the bottom of your seats may be used as flotation devices. Remain calm and we'll get through this storm." and with that, nobody remained calm. 

"Okay, they only say that stuff when we're going to crash! We're going to crash aren't we? The one time I get on a plane! This is why I never wanted to fly and the one time I gave it a chance!" 

"I...well...I..." Austin stuttered out, lost for words. He didn't want to give false hope as he began to fear the worst as well. He donned the oxygen mask and stayed in his seat, the plane pulling an incredible turn and pulling many G's. Being too much to bear, passed out. 

*****

"Gah!" Austin shouted as he sprang up to his feet only to be met with a vast ocean view. Looking around, Austin saw that there was a jungle behind him, and beach everywhere else, clearly on some kind of island. But what happened to the plane? Where are the other survivors, if any at all? 

As Austin scouted the beach he saw a familiar face, perhaps not the most ideal candidate but it was much better than no one! It was Johnny, the passenger next to him face down in the sand. Austin rushed over and flipped him onto his back. Johnny was still breathing, though not much. After be able to actually breath air again, he began to regulate it. Austin let out a small sigh of relief, thankful he didn't have to perform CPR. 

"Ugh...everything hurts..." Johnny muttered out slowly, eyes fluttering just as slow as he sat up. 

"Hey, you okay?" Austin asked helping him to stand. "I haven't seen any other surviors, or the plane itself for that matter." 

"I-I think I'm fine. Just sore." Johnny responded rubbing his shoulders and shaking his head. "Really? No one else? Where are we even...?" 

"Some kind of island? I really don't know for sure; there's an ocean in front of us and a jungle behind. Take your pick. There's got to be someone else here, or at least debris from the crash!" 

"I don't think the ocean is going to help us much...considering I can't really swim." Johnny sighed. "So we go look in the forest? What if they're animals there?" 

"Well, I know some basic survival stuff from basic training, but that's about it. I just fix jets..." Austin felt around his uniform and remembered he had a razor blade in his leg pocket, somehow uncaught by the TSA. "I guess we'll have to improvise, you know?"

"Okay...but what are we improvising? What should we be doing now to make sure we don't die later?" 

"Just, just keep your eyes peeled for anything living. If you see something living, be cautious. If it seems friendly, leave it alone. If it looks hostile, don't let it see you. Actually, don't let anything see you." Austin explained looking to the jungle and back to Johnny. "Maybe we search the beach first." 

"What about humans? What do we do if we see them?" he asked. "Cause you made it seem like we shouldn't be seen." Johnny responded despite the comment being rather clear to be more meant for animals. 

"Damn, maybe you're deyhdrated a bit..." Austin muttered. "If you see people, get their attention-wait, if they're wearing normal clothing then get their attention. If they seem tribal, avoid them at all cost unless we know their friendly! If there are local humans that live here, they may not take kindly to outsiders." Austin reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of water and tossed it to Johnny. "Drink up; you don't want to drink this ocean water, but I only have one other bottle." 

Johnny nodded slowly, taking a small swig of the water, shaking his head. "Normal clothes good, not normal clothes bad. Got it." Austin began to walk over to Johnny again, looking around as he moved. Looming storm clouds in the distance, but was too hard to determine which direction they were headed. 

"Think you can handle yourself? I saw we-oof!" Austin stopped as he tripped over an odd root-like substance. 

"Hey, you okay?" Johnny turned to try and help him up, only to trip over it himself. Definitely not the brightest person in the world. "Ow..." 

"Yeah, I'm alright. What the hell was that?" Austin reached out and grabbed the root, which was covered in barbs and pierces the hand on his skin. "Gah! It's full of thorns!" Austin winched. He tightened his grips and yanked it off his leg, and whips out. It lashed at Johnny's arms, which hit and he held it winching. 

"Who puts thorns on a beach...?" Johnny muttered out while still in pain.

"No clue, but whatever it is, I'm not entirely sure it's natural. Maybe there's a reason why nobody's around with no signs of the crash." Austin got back up, shaking his injured hand to try and alleviate the pain. "Might want to get a bandage or something on your arm there. I really don't think your skin's meant to turn that color."  

"Wait, what? Is it not red?" Johnny asked looking down at it with curiosity, his eyes widening as he saw it had turned an odd black. 

"It looks...please tell me that black looking stuff is just dirt or something. We need to get that wrapped in cloth pronto!" 

"I-it doesn't feel like dirt..." Johnny said back as he felt it with his hand. "It feels like hair almost..." 

"Hair? Can you let me take a look at it there uh..." Austin rocked his brain trying to remember his name. Knowing he'd not remember it, he asked for it. "Say, what's your name?" 

"Johnny." he responded. "And this is starting to spread..." he said looking down and over to Austin, the same kind of thing going on for Austin only around his leg which was brown!

"Right, Johnny. Call me Austin. We...what the hell?" he reached out to check Johnny's wound and noticed his left hand was also strangly brown around the wounds. The skin of his palm growing hard in places and his fingernails seemed longer than normal. 

"This doesn't seem like it's normal..." Johnny commented seeing his hands rougher with longer fingertips as well. "What was that thing!?" 

Austin looked down at the thorny object and kicked it with his boot. It appears to lead from the jungle into the ocean. "I think it comes from there, whatever it is. It looks like...Johnny, whatever that stuff is, it's spreading to your neck!" Austin stopped himself upon seeing his companion on this forced adventure. 

"Your's to!" Johnny said back in a panic, feeling the hair start growing rapidly now. "It almost feels like...fur? That doesn't make sense at all!" 

Austin quickly scratched at his neck, but the clawlike fingernails caused a bit of pain. There was no doubting that it was some sort of hair or fur. Austin looked down to see where else it was spreading, but his nose suddenly appeared to be more noticeable in front of him. Looking over to Johnny, he noticed similar changes. "What the hell is going on? Are we werewolves?" 

"I don't think werewovles have pink noses..." Johnny rebutted seeing his own come to view as his face had pushed out in front of him. Not a lot but enough to be seen! Johnny's ears had joined in the changes, becoming circular and moved higher on his head. 

"I-I suppose not..." Austin continued to watch in awe and horror as the changes spread up to Johnny's hair. It turned black with an oddly white stripe down the center, and it's...growing longer? "Your hair...I think you're turning into a skunk!" 

"A-a sk-skunk? Why!? Why would we be turning into animals!" Johnny said back as Austin's ears would become much longer and floppy all while his hair grew just as long, albeit a darker brown compared to his newly acquired fur. 

"I don't know, but I think that thorny...thing had something to do with it." Austin felt his ears with his right hand and seeing they changed as well. 

"It kinda looks like a kangaroo and uh...don't only girl kangaroos have pouches?" Johnny asked pointing to Austin's belly upon noticing it. 

"What are you talking about?" Austin looked down and noticed his stomach seemed strangely bulkier. He looked down and noticed a flap of skin separate from his belly. "No...please don't be..."

It seemed to be only driven home further as Austin felt two lumps start to form underneath his shirt, signaling what he already knew was happening. "You're turning into a girl kangaroo!" 

"But...but that's impossible! I'm a man! I can't-!" Austin could feel his chest tightening against his thick uniform. He refused to accept what has happening and look at Johnny, noticing an eerily similar event happening to him. "Why would this...this thing cause this specifically!?" 

"It's turning us into animals to begin with, quite frankly I don't put anything past it!" Johnny said back as he felt parts of his clothes tighten all over, namely in the hips and chest. Austin observes now in full horror as he sees Johnny slim down closer to the center of mass, while his chest seems to stay about the same, if not growing a bit. The whole scenario making Austin sick to his stomach. 

"O-okay...animal girls...that's...uh..." Johnny stuttered out as Austin feels a tail start to come out from just above his rear end, all while his figure contorts itself into a feminine, hourglass shape. 

"Gaaaah! What the hell was-is that a tail!?" Austin reached behind him and confirmed it was in fact, a tail and stretching out at a rapid rate. He shoots a look over to Johnny and notice a lump at the base of his back as well. "Is THAT a tail!?" he said pointing to him. 

"I think it is..." Johnny says weakly as he sees the bushy white and black tail explode with a massive growth spurt, becoming rather large and frankly quite fluffy. Suddenly, Johnny's heels seem to row out of his shoes, yet his shins appear to shrink to accomodate the excess in length. In fact, he appears to be a bit shorter overall. The same seems to happen to Austin. 

Austin kicked off his boots and witness his feet turn into oddly shaped paws, stretching between the heels and toes a vast length. Looking over to Johnny, his appear to do the same, only black rather than brown and not to such a grand scale, Johnny's much more closer to how they were originally. "I don't understand...why are we still humanoid?" Austin asked scanning Johnny's body, and witness the continous changes to his chest. Luckily his shirt was bulky enough to keep it covered with excess cloth. "Why the hell do you have boobs? Skunks don't have those!" 

"Neither do kangaroos!" Johnny said back, Austin's pure hatred for what was happening to him made him not want to remember. "We're turning into animal girls...but not full animals, but not humans either!" 

Austin cringed as Johnny spoke, his voice seemed much higher in pitch that time. "I don't know, but I just want it to end! Please...nothing else happen..." tears formed in his eyes with a mix of distress and anger. Austin did not want to accept what was happening as reality. The words didn't seem to work, and the last remnant of Austin's now former manhood left him between his legs, leaving Austin a full kangaroo woman, while the same would happen to Johnny. 

Austin would go on to sob for a fair bit, anger and sadness filled him for what just happened to him. Stripped of both his humanity and manhood, things never seemed to be getting better for him, while Johnny looked over with worrying eyes, trying to think of something to re-assure Austin it'd all be alright in the end. Austin helped Johnny stay somewhat calm on the plane, it was time for him...her to return to favor. The question was, how!? 

*****

...To be continued!