First-Class Marsupial (Kangaroo TF)

I had chosen the worst day possible to go on my trip. I couldn't believe how terrible my flight was today! It took me forever to get on this plane, there were various turnovers, and on top of that I had a serious neck ache that I couldn't get rid of. Not only that, but I was seated next to a sickly old lady that I couldn't help but feel sorry for. She was constantly coughing and I was afraid her lungs could burst. I felt bad for her, alone on a flight while not being the in the best of health. I decided to take a nap, as it had been a stressful flight so far, so I closed my eyes and rested...for about 20 minutes, until a screaming kid woke me up! Why do parents always bring their annoying kids into first class? At the very same time, the sick elderly lady began to cough once more. Eventually, one of the flight attendants came over. She was a rather pretty woman, with a nice wide smile and beautiful brown hair. "Excuse me, ma'am. Your children are wondering why you are sitting all the way over here in a seat that is not your own." The old lady started to stir as she stood up. "Alright, dearie. I can't keep the kids waiting." The flight attendant helped the elderly lady up and led her off. I poked my head around as I watched her walk off.

As I sat there alone, the flight attendant returned. "Sorry about that, sometimes passengers from coach can get lost on other parts of the plane. I hope she wasn't too much trouble." I shook my head vigorously. "Oh no, it was no trouble at all! I felt pretty bad for her, I was glad I was able to keep her company." The flight attendant cracked a smile as she looked at me. "That's very sweet of you! Most people would ditch an old lady in poor health. My name is Samantha, by the way." I nodded and smiled. "I'm Phil; it's nice to meet you!" The flight attendant held out her hand, and I gave it a firm shake. "Nice to meet you, Phil! And don't worry about the flight being too rocky; we'll be touching down in Sydney in about four and a half hours. If you need anything at all, don't be afraid to ask!" I nodded as she started to walk off. "Don't worry, I will!"

Samantha seemed very nice; maybe this trip wasn't going to be so bad after all. I looked out the window as I thought about my impending arrival in Australia. I was going to meet Rooth and a couple of other friends there; these three had gone on an extended trip to Australia. Rooth is a rather fun-loving fellow, and he always seemed to have something crazy going on. Speaking of crazy, he specifically asked me to book using frequent flyer miles. It was a weird request for him to make, but I did have enough saved up and I was planning on doing it anyway, so I used the miles to purchase a good spot in first class, as a regular trip to Australia would have been far too annoying in coach. As I looked out the window, I thought about all the fun I'd have in Australia with my friends. I just hoped those goofballs were waiting for me this time!

Best of all, I'd be able to go on vacation for once without transforming into something completely random! My trip was about to be over in just a few hours, so I thought I'd watch some television to pass the time. I turned on the TV attached to the back of the seat in front of me and took out my trusty headphones. I plugged them in and flipped around the channels, looking for something fun to watch. As I went through each channel, I took notice of some very interesting changes. With each channel, I noticed the color quality was dipping slightly. The channels became more distorted in color, and I could see some pixels on screen as well. The sound from the headphones began to get very loud, as if someone had just cranked the volume beyond the recommended norm.

My ears rang with incessant noise as I quickly pulled the plugs from my ears. I stared at the screen as the color continued to dip and degrade. I had a feeling what was happening, but I was hoping that I was mistaken! Much to my dismay, I felt the changes begin. My ears started to grow, and I could feel the flesh along them shift and stretching. My ears were becoming much larger, and my ability to hear grew as well. I could even hear the sounds of whispering from the other side of the plane. I gripped my big ears in surprise; I felt like I had just wandered into Pleasure Island from Pinocchio! Just as I was in the middle of rubbing my new ears, I felt a strange crunching sensation in my jaw. The entire structure of my face soon changed as my jaw started to push out. My nose started to shift as well; it started to shrink as my nostrils grew slightly larger. My sense of smell grew massively large, matching my increased hearing ability in terms of intensity. The skin on my nose started to harden and felt almost like leather. I now possessed the tiny black nose of some sort of animal, but what animal was it, I wondered.

This question became far more poignant once I felt the muscles in my leg start to shift. My legs were becoming stronger and my feet were becoming larger as well. I could feel my feet contorting within my shoes, causing me to awkwardly wiggle them back and forth. My feet quickly grew so large that my shoes could barely contain them. In fact, my shoes felt like a prison where all of the prisoners had just staged a jailbreak! I felt my toenails shrink and become very sharp. They became pointy and pushed out from my toes. I could feel the tiny little claws starting to dig into my socks! The claws stuck out from my sock, tearing the fabric of my shoes in the process. The growth of my feet increased, and my shoes started to rip and tear. I could see the claws start to poke out from the front of my shoes as my feet continued their expansion.

The skeletal structure of my feet changed as the bones elongated and reshaped themselves. The rips and tears forming across my shoes grew bigger until my big feet burst forth from them! My big bare feet now stuck out from my torn-up shoes. Just then, I felt a curious sensation form at the bottom of my feet. It felt like rough patches of flesh were growing on top of my skin. These rough pads grew out and rubbed against the remains of my shoes in the process. My feet now resembled the paws of an animal, but the transformation was far from over! I felt a strange itching sensation sweep over my body and noticed tiny little hairs sprouting out from all over my skin. Bits of hair popped out from each pore, causing my body to itch immensely. The fur blanketed my head, stomach, and feet, causing rips and tears to my clothing in the process. That wasn't the worst of it, though, as my tailbone slowly started to grow. Bone and flesh expanded, forming into a small tail in the process. This tail sprung out from my backside and grew longer and larger with each passing second. My tail was caught in my trousers at first, but it grew so large that it quickly burst out from the back of my pants, ripping them in the process!

I shifted around in my seat as my uncomfortable tail wiggled all over the place. I looked around and found that nobody was paying attention to my transformation, but I doubt things would stay that way for long! My tail was surprisingly long and thick, something that was quite unlike most of the animals I've transformed into in the past. I then felt the change move up into my hands, as rough pads similar to the ones on my feet started to form. My hands shook uncontrollably as leathery black pads sprung forth from my palms. It felt as if Velcro was emerging from my skin, causing me to realize just how much I hate growing paws! Similar paws formed on my index fingers as well. My fingernails shifted into a pair of claws, matching the ones on my feet.

My transformation was complete, but I still had no clue what I had become. I noticed a flap on the seat situated in front of me and remembered that most airplane seats came with mirrors attached to the back of them. I took my paw and gripped hold of the flap, slowly lowering it while I did so. I gazed at my reflection and found myself staring into the face of a kangaroo! This was certainly a strange turn of events; I had never become a marsupial before. My body was covered in fluffy tan-colored fur and bits of my shredded clothes. Starting to feel a little nervous, I glanced out of the corner of my eyes to see if anyone was looking my way. To my surprise, not a single person was looking at me!

That was strange…a man turns into a kangaroo on a flight and no one batted an eye! Instead, everyone stared ahead, transfixed by the TVs attached to the backs of their seats. It was as if they were trapped in a daze, completely enthralled by their monitors, as opposed to the kangaroo-man sitting a few seats behind. I felt like I had just walked into a Stephen King movie; this whole situation was just so bizarre. I began to get anxious and started wriggling about in my seat. My big furry tail made it difficult to sit properly, so I constantly wiggled about in an attempt to find a comfortable position. Trying to control my new tail was like trying to get a trout into a fisherman's boat!

While shuffling about in my seat, I heard the familiar sound of a trolley being pushed. I turned to find Samantha staring at me while grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Looks like you booked your flight using frequent-flyer miles." I sighed as I rubbed my furry head with my paw. "I wasn't aware frequent-flyer miles necessitated a change in species!" She giggled as she leaned on the trolley. "Most airlines don't, but we like to spice things up for frequent flyers. A little spritz of a DNA-altering serum and you're all ready for the Australian outback!" I scratched at my fuzzy head using my tiny black claws and contemplated the weirdness of this turn of events. "So, it's just a little prank? I guess that explains it, but I'm still confused as to why everyone's eyes are glued to their screens and not my transformation."

Samantha took a deep breath and looked at me. "Well, it's a bit complicated. You see, your seat has a special sensor built into it that can tell when a person onboard is about to transform. This information is sent to a special computer built into the plane, and that's when the satellite TV is unlocked for all passengers, to distract them while the transformation is progress. That way, we can avoid panic on the plane." What she said sounded crazy, yet there are few humans alive who could resist the temptation of satellite TV. "Well, I better get back to my station; we'll be touching down shortly." I confusingly blinked as I stared her straight in the eyes. "What do you mean? I thought you said we weren't supposed to touch down for another four hours!" She chuckled slightly in response. "It's already been four hours! You've been transforming this whole time!" I was surprised by this revelation, my transformations are never that long, and these four hours went by rather quickly!

"That's very surprising. It sounds crazy, but it did keep me entertained part of the way here." Samantha grinned and patted me on my furry head. "Yep, it can come in handy. I have to get back to the flight deck. See ya later, fuzzy!" She wandered off as the plane started to land. Before landing, I quickly removed the shreds of my clothing. I didn't want to walk around Australia looking like the Incredible Hulk, so it was only natural to remove those useless shreds. After taking care of that, the plane started to lower itself towards the airport. Surprisingly enough, my ears didn't pop! In fact, they felt pretty clear considering the fact that I don't go on airplane trips regularly. It must have been due to my new ears, which is a pretty good plus. Once the plane touched down, people removed their headphones and stood up. Now some of the people stared at me, but most thought I was just a guy in an extremely realistic costume. I waited until most of the passengers had left, at which point I stood up and started hobbling my way off the plane. I wasn't used to having such a large tail, so I had to grip onto the seats with my paws in order to properly balance myself. I took baby-steps with my large kangaroo feet as I made my way down the steps and off of the plane.

My large feet once more touched the ground, and I felt elated to finally be off the plane. Rooth said he'd meet me here in about half-an-hour, so I just had to wait until then. I was about to make my way into an airport terminal, when I heard a familiar voice shout. "Oh, look! A nice little doggy!" I turned to find the old lady from earlier giving me an earnest smile. She reached over and firmly stroked my furry snout. "What a nice doggy! Can you speak, boy?" I sighed and looked at her confusingly. "Uh... Woof?" She smiled and walked off with her kids, content with petting a nice "dog". This action brought a smile to my face, and I felt somewhat accomplished afterwards.

I walked into the airport terminal and looked about. Most people glared at me, wondering why I was walking around in a sweaty kangaroo costume. Unbeknownst to them, it wasn't a costume. I looked around for Rooth and eventually caught a glimpse of a bizarre sight. It was a familiar white kangaroo with a blue tuft of fur on his head holding a sign that read, "Phil Adler". I chuckled slightly and wandered up to him. The white kangaroo caught a glimpse of me and smirked. "You look good, Phil! I wish your tail had ended up being a little longer though; it’s much smaller than I thought it would be." I shrugged my shoulders and grinned. "I look good in any form, Rooth. I still wish you told me about this beforehand. I'm probably going to get put in cargo on the way back!" Rooth took his fuzzy arm and wrapped it around my shoulder. "Hey, don't sweat the small stuff. Now, let's go get your luggage and get out of here!" The two of us went over to the luggage conveyor as I searched about for my stuff.

It was a little more difficult for me, considering the fact that my eyesight was now slightly impaired due to the lack of certain colors in my vision. However, I managed to find my luggage fairly easily. Due to my enhanced sense of smell, I was able to sniff out which bags were mine. It probably helped that I had accidentally slopped bit of guacamole on my luggage a couple of weeks ago. Rooth and I grabbed the bags and prepared to haul them out of the airport. "Geez, even transformed, I still think these things are heavy!" I shouted as I heaved the bags off of the conveyor belt. "If it's a problem, then just put a few of the smaller ones in your pouch." I sighed as I held my luggage on my paws. "Dude, I think I'd know if I had a pouch. Only female kangaroos have pouches, so I'd probably notice the absence of my masculinity." Rooth smirked. "You've always been a tough one to trick, Phil." We carried my bags out to Rooth's car and tossed them into the trunk. That's when I noticed how intensely hot the sun was. The fact that I had a thick coat of fur didn't help either. "Geez, this is terrible! I feel like the sun is cooking me like a shrimp on the barbie!" I shouted, right before Rooth smacked me in the back of the head.

"You'll get used to the heat, mate." I glared at him as he grinned from snout to ear at me. "Dude, you're from Colorado, stop with the accent." He simply shushed me as he hopped over to the driver's seat. I walked to the side of the vehicle and opened the car door, and was surprised to find that the car seats had large holes in the back. "Rooth, do these seats come standard in Australia?" Rooth shook his head. "No, mate. This comes standard only for anthropomorphic kangaroos like us. Those seats have holes perfect for our tails. It's really quite comfortable; you should give it a shot!" I glared at him as he grinned from snout to ear at me. I hopped into the vehicle and sat my furry butt down in the seat. I stuck my tail through the hole and found that the seat was surprisingly comfortable."Woah, this is very nice!" Rooth put on some music as he winked at me. "I told ya so! Anyway, you must be starving after today's events, how about I prepare you something to eat? Chaos and Avalon are coming over for some grub as well, we’d better not keep them." I agreed. It had been a while since I had last seen Chaos and Avalon, but those two were pretty good friends of mine. Rooth started up the vehicle, and we pulled out of our parking spot near the airport. We made our way down the street as we drove towards Rooth's vacation home. It had certainly been an eventful trip, and I was glad that I was finally going to be able to rest my giant feet and have some good Australian cuisine. I just hoped kangaroos knew how to cook!