Prompt Post #23
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An accidental turn of his head showed Kurt his reflection in one of the many mirrors. He screamed again, the sound shrill and panicked, when he realized that he no longer even looked human - his reflection had always been a familiar constant from trying on clothes and outfits, critically examining himself from all angles, but this new appearance was alien. He had the wings, tail, and feet of a bird - a canary, his mind somewhat hysterically supplied - and now the voice of one. He broke down into sobs. It sounded more like grieving chirps now, and hearing himself only made it worse.
There was a feeling of tingling again, this time from just above his pelvis, and Kurt found himself staring downward in resigned horror, tears splashing against his belly.
God, he didn’t even know what birds had down there, Kurt realized numbly. The tingling felt as if it was dropping lower, finally settling in his balls, and Kurt accidentally made a sound like a bird’s shriek when he saw them starting to shrink and retract upwards into his body. The skin around them pulled tight, aiding their disappearance, and it was less than a second before the skin behind his cock was smooth and pink, with no sign his scrotum had ever existed. A sharp cramping inside made Kurt curl into himself, but he forced himself to keep staring blankly down at himself, terrified and somehow too proud to miss whatever was happening.
While his insides continued to feel like they were churning and pinching, his soft dick began to ache strangely. It started with another tightening of the skin where the base met his body, but then Kurt had to watch as his dick began to shrink, droplets hitting it and rolling off as tears dripped from his unblinking eyes. Soon, it was nearly flat against his skin - but then things became even stranger, because the area around his cock was altering, too, lifting into soft mounds on either side, filling the small space between his legs. Kurt could feel the process continuing farther back and out of his sight, and when he shifted his knees apart a little, he could see that the pair of mounds extended back towards his butt, and seemed pinker on the insides. His cock had almost entirely disappeared now, except for some odd protuberance where it had shrunk into, and there was a sharp pinch from near there for a second… And Kurt drew in a sharp whistling breath through his teeth as he caught glimpse of something like a very small recess into his body, and realized what the change had been. He’d never seen in person, and had looked away when the other boys tried to share around their pictures, but - oh god that made no sense… A bird’s shriek rebounded off the walls again.
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