Canada Day Incident (Moose TF)

I woke up feeling like crap; I definitely had too much to drink last night. My head was pounding, to the point where it felt downright massive! I knew that this was going to be a very long Canada Day, so I got up immediately. I found it difficult to move my head off my pillow at first, my head felt way too bloated. What was going on, even when I'm drunk I'm not like this! I moved my hand up to my face and touched the scruff of my cheek. It was covered in... Fur! There's no way this could be happening to me! There's no way I could've invoked the Canada Day curse! It's just not possible; I was perfectly safe from it! I had my alarm clock set last night; there must have been some kind of power outage! My lips felt incredibly massive, as I rubbed my fingers across them. I patted my hand against the front of my head, and took notice of my giant gaping muzzle. It was truly massive,
I hopped out of bed and ran to the washroom. I gazed into my reflection in the mirror; luckily the transformation has only reached my head so far! I still had time before I turned into a full moose!

Allow me to explain a bit about what's going on, you see long ago people slept in on Canada Day, when they should've been productive. It was a dark era, known only as the nineties. In order to squelch the laziness brought on by having a free day off, the Prime Minister of Canada took it upon himself to punish the layabouts. The PM knew that Canadians shouldn't squander their time sleeping on such a precious holiday and created a punishment for those who are too lazy to get up. Any Canadian, whether they are local or visiting, would turn into a moose if they slept in past 11:00 AM.

Unfortunately for me, I had slept in until twelve! Luckily, the transformation reverses after two whole days. However, no one really wants to be stuck as a moose for that long, especially when they should be working or being productive in some kind of manner! I continued to stare at my reflection, it was the first time I had ever incurred the wrath of the Canadian gods and I was in utter shock! I knew I had to get out of this building and to a local nature reserve. I didn't want to get tossed into a zoo cage and be forced to stay there for two days.

I run down the stairs and grab a backpack that was lying on my couch; I take it and run quickly into the kitchen. I pack the essentials: Hot Rods, Sun Chips and a flashlight. Naturally, I wouldn't need these after I had fully transformed, but I'll definitely need them afterwards! I grabbed my car keys and a fresh can of Moose Musk, tossing them both into the backpack. Because, if I was going to turn into a moose, I was going to need to smell like one! I sprayed a bit of it out to make sure it's still good, as I flared my large moose nostrils at just the scent of it. I packed the Moose Musk away, as I made my toward the closet.

Taking out a large red scarf, I decided to drape it over my massive moose muzzle. I didn't want people to see that I had the Canada Day Curse, after all! After draping the scarf around most of my face, I put on an "Edmonton Oilers" cap and ran out the door. I dashed towards my car with my bag in tow, and quickly unlocked the car door. Jumping inside the Chevrolet, I quickly shut the door and turned on the ignition. I began cruising down the street, making my way out of the city and towards my destination. I was going to a nearby nature park, an open park far outside the town. It was about a fifty mile drive, and I was hoping to get there before I turned into a big ugly moose.

I made it outside the town, and quickly turned on the radio. This proved to be a horrible idea, as my now much larger ears were sensitive to the music. Even when I had it turned to the lowest tempo, my new moose-ears ached to an insanely unbearable degree. I quickly shut off the stereo and continued onward, eventually I reached the forest. I drove past the numerous trees lining the forest, making my way past it's outskirts towards the park. It was a good thing it was only a thirty minute drive, I didn't want to waste too much gas on this endeavor! I spotted the park and was about to drive in, until... The transformation commenced. I could feel my toes twisting and merging. They combined together, decreased in size and became hard as stone. I pulled out what was left of my feet from my shoes, which happened to be a pair of blackened hooves. It was hard to move my hooves at first, but I managed to maneuver them over the gas pedal.

Pressing my left hoof down, I continued driving, as I entered the park. Driving through the fresh greenery, I eventually reach the toll station. Pulling my car up to the station, I saw a man with kind smirk poke his head out. "Well howdy-sir! Is it just one for you today?" He asked, to which I responded by nodding my head. "Alright, I'm just going to let you in for free, because... It's a bit of a strange day." The man proved his point by walking out from the station. As soon as I saw him exit, I saw one of the most bizarre things I had ever scene. The man was a moose from the neck down, clad in brown and white fur and clacking his hooves against the dirty ground. "I'm going to assume the same thing happened to you, judging by that haphazard disguise." Damn, I had been found out! I took the scarf shamefully off my head, showing my large moose noggin for the man to see.

"Don't have to be ashamed! Happens all the time, eh! People forget to set their alarm clocks, or the power goes out. It's okay; here I'll go open the gate for you!" The man-headed moose traipsed back into his station and smacked his still human head across a blue button. The gate to the park immediately opened, and I drove right in. As I passed the moose, I gave him a friendly wave and he returned the favor with a kind-hearted smile. I drove into the park and parked my car, immediately throwing the door open. I knew I wouldn't' be able to walk on two legs at this point, especially with these tiny hooved feet. I grabbed the bag, and holstered it over my shoulder. I jumped out of the car and landed on my hooves and hands. As I did so, I felt my spine crack in a very painful way. I was now trapped in a four-legged stance for the next two days.

I was going to definitely need this bag, I had packed a spare change of clean clothes and some clean drinking water. I wouldn't need them right now, just after I spend two days as a moose. As I walked, I could feel my body bulking and becoming more muscular. I hated myself right now, for forgetting to take off my clothes before the transformation. It didn't really matter though, the outfit I was wearing I got at a salvation army in Saskatoon. As I continued to strut along on four legs, I stopped as my hands began to convulse. They took on the same shape as my feet, merging together into hooves and becoming a solid black color. As I walked along on my hooves, I came across a rock with a large bush situation next to it. I shuffled the bag off of my hooves, and pushed it with muzzle into the bush. When it was perfectly obscured, I decided to find a nice place to relax and wait for the transformation to complete itself.

I reached a clearing with no humans around, and walked around until I found a nice grassy patch right next to a shimmering lake located in the middle of the clearing. As I reached this location, the transformation quickly overtook me. My arms and legs became thinner and at the same time more muscular. My arms and legs lost most of their articulation, as I could no longer bend them in certain places. With a full set of four legs, the transformation worked its way up to my torso. I began to flinch in pain, as the muscles located on my torso began to convulse. I could feel my body bulking up, larger muscles forming, as my torso took on a more animalistic shape. The growth of this body width, forced my clothes to split at the massive amount of changing I went through. Pieces of fabric were torn asunder by my increase in body mass. These shredded bits of my humanity fell to the ground like falling snowflakes I felt two tiny nubs begin to form on my head, as these nubs began to painfully push out. These nubs grew into large tree-like antlers, these antlers being extremely wide in length. Suddenly, my body was overtaken with a strange warm feeling. Like grass quickly sprouting up, fur began to materialize from every pore.

Sprouting out quickly, the fur became thick and blanketed my body. Within an instant, my body was covered with brown and white fur. The final part of my transformation was a mental one, my human mind was now being pushed way. Well I could think like a human, I had another mind forming taking control of my actions. The mind of a moose now controlled my actions, as my human mind could do nothing but watch through my eyelids. The moose mind took control of my body and began to walk me forward. Walking through the grass, numerous ticks and insects began to cling to my thick fur. I let out a majestic cry, as my body ambled forward through the stick and trees. My body found a grassy enclosure, full of delicious greens that excited the moose part of me. My body found nice spot of grass and deftly dug it's hooves into the dirt. I munched on the grass, as it somehow delighted both my human mind and moose mind. Soon enough the line between my two minds began to blur, as we thought in unison about things that concern my new form.

Grazing and walking on all fours became second nature to me, as I continued to trot through the woods. Skunks, squirrels and other critters would run fleeing of my massive form. Larger animals tended to steer clear of me, I felt like I was the king of the Canadian wilds! Two days trapped in this body was going to be a synch, especially being such a massive mammal! I began to sniff around, flaring my large nostrils in the air, in order to find more vegetarian delicacies that would entice my moose taste buds into action. I strode through the underbrush, my hooves caressing the dirt and grass as I trotted merrily. I felt the ticks bite into my hide, as I ventured forth. For some reason I was enjoying this, then again simple things come to simple creatures.