Jerry's Ring of Relaxation

   After a long few working years, Jerry finally went on a vaccation.  He worked almost all the time at a lumber facility, essentially a lumber jack himself.  Tired and so very relieved to be out of the woods, Jerry was headed for the mountains for a long week stay.  It was short, but he didn't want to stay gone for to long, he got some extra benefits for not being out of the office for every so long.  So at that a week was all he was willing to sacrifice.  Simplistic, and kinda husky, Jerry was a 31 year old guy, with brown eyes, and hair, the light brown, not the dark kind.  Moving right along Jerry had driven about 4 hours to get out here, and wasn't concerned with how bad his cabin would be, he was just thankful he got some time, to at least kick back for a while.  With all the supplies he brought, he probably could have stayed four times as long.  Pulling into the branchy drive way, twigs and sticks breaking underneath his truck he took the key the renting woman gave him.  He took a few trips and took his things to the front of the cabin before finally going inside and looking about.  Like any run down place, this wasn't it.  It was really quite nice, two floors even...  There was a small fridge there and very few lights, a fireplace, wooden couch and chairs, with some cushions.  Outside was a restroom with one of those crescant moon shapes on the door, taking a closer look it did indeed have plumbing, Jerry just thought it may have been for atmosphere.  Upstairs was essentially bland, a regular bedroom, some closest space, and then there was a large master bedroom he was intrested with.  Given he was here alone, he'd sleep here naturally, but it was very nice though...  There was a large oak bed frame, chair, and dresser there, nice thick pillows and quilt, and a large overhead view of the forest below.  

   Jerry stored all of his things in an easy to get to place, but noticed something inside of the dresser.  It was what seemed to be that of a bear skin, but the shoulders had extended fur tassel like things.  A huge cream colored circle on the middle and a very large orb tail on the pant area.  A more intresting thing than that was that at the bottoms of those skin pants was a set of paws for like shoes, and at the end of the long sleeved shirt also more human like paws for show.  And lastly on the neck was a skin head to...  Jerry supposed someone left it here from a hunting trip or some weird fur trade.  But given how dusty the place was it may have been ages...  Placing it back in the droor Jerry went on with other tasks it was later in the day now and he needed to get a meal put together... Speaking of that his stomach let out long rumbles as Jerry went back downstairs.  Scrumaging throughout his wonderful inventory of chips, fruit, sandwhich meats, and a half eaten candy bar...he decided to make a sandwhich.  Finishing that with some bottled water, he looked at his watch to see that it was extremley late and he went up to his duffle bag and tryed to search for a tee and shorts he brought to sleep in...but where on Earth were they?  

   "Shoot!... I know I packed those this mornin...."-Jerry started rambling to himself...then he remembered he layed them on the side of his bed to pack...and went to get some things from the kitchen and left them there by mistake.  And he couldn't wear his other clothes to bed, they'd get to uncomfortable.  Jerry started to remember that he had seen that fur like thing in the dresser...but....  However now, a tee and shorts probably wouldn't have been such a good idea in this weather, where he was up on the mountain he should have thought about the weather dropping...and darn it all why didn't he check to see if it was going to snow since it was normally winter everywhere else...  Jerry's vaccation started to seem a bit down, but disregarding it for now he started to open that droor again, and he took out the fur outfit.  He first went downstairs and locked the doors and made sure the windows were shut, locked his truck with the button from the window.  Soon Jerry started to undress and then slipped his legs into the pant part of the strange fur outfit.  His feet snugly fit into the big and warm padded pawsand the material started to turn skin tight as he pulled them up, a warm inner layer that felt like thick skin brushed up against him.  Pulling them up and securing them to his waist, Jerry started to pull the shirt sleeves over his that same warmth coming over him to, and the shirt slid on nicely too, sleeves and all.  The shirt not as skin tight though, but that warming feeling was like putting on fresh clothes right out of the dryer.  Jerry's stomach started rumbling now as snow, in a pearl-ish white began falling in thick and heavy flakes.

   Going back downstairs Jerry's feet thumped in the huge bear like paws, and he made it down all in one piece...but so hungry.  Jotting over he started to take out all the fruit and berries he brought and scarf them down hungirly.  Like some freakish snowstorm outside the snow had to have been nearly 4 feet high by now, Jerry still stuffing his face with the food until he ran out.  His eyes strangely pondered the fish he had brought as well and he scarfed it down raw too chucking the bones out.  Full now with a rumbling belly.  The odd bear like suit Jerry was in began to react almost to him becoming full and started to guide him toward the upstairs bed and so he went, trot, after trot, after trot, Jerry finally thumped upstairs and the dark sky and falling snow made him especially tired and he curled up in the matress for a long well earned sleep...  But this was no sleep, more like a hibernation now...  Months really...as things on the outside began thawing out...  missing reports went out for Jerry to no avail.  Given Jerry infomred no one of his trip, his work wasn't left with a number, thoughts were that he may have been killed by a murderer that was running rampant at the time, others thought many things, but no one really knew for sure.  Also during these long months an outbreak of strange creatures with strange powers, that was changing how the world went.  Also the cause of this outbreak was somehow co-related to apparently 500 strange things that have shown up, through what scientists called a rift in some kind of time.  In other words it could have been advanced science, or magic itself, but what was important was that these things were turning people into these creatures somehow and no one knew how either...

   However our story with Jerry isn't over just yet...it was now the begining of spring and drearily Jerry had to get up and stretch, all his bones popping, he still felt really full to.  But what time was it?  He wasn't entirley sure, looking outside he saw really melted snow... must have been from that night.  He thumped downstairs to get his watch to see what time it was, but however it seemed that...the battery was dead?  That couldn't be right, well he had his cell phone in his bag, he went to get it and turned it on to see that it was Spring?!  And then it just died from a dead battery...  Somewhat in a panic now he went to find his keys...but couldn't...and another thing... when did he place the hood over his head to that outfit?  Jerry grumbled a bit from under the mask as he went back upstairs to change back into some regular clothing. Now Jerry was worried, the outfit was extremely skin tight up against him, even his stomach was bloated to fit against the lengthy stomach area.  He couldn't also move his hands very well in those gloves, his middle and finger beside his pinky were in the same hole, and his pinky, thumb, and index finger's were all in seperate ones, making things incredibly hard to move around and handle.  Frustrated he'd just cut off the thing if he had to later, he kept up the search for his truck keys now.  Jerry nearly toppled the place attempting to find them, the outfit he was in actually quite already at work on transforming his body.  Finally after demolishing the area he let out a large beastial roar that echoed down the mountainway for quite a while...

   Shocked at himself with this new development, he reached his hands up to his muzzle?  Jerry tried again at removing the face mask that was around him, like everywhere else, but to no avail once more...  But what was funny was that warmth came back again, and as Jerry pulled at the fur it began to tingle to.  In flustration, he tore at a part of it, but let out a whimper as he started to bleed somewhat fur broken up floats to the ground as he looked down at his hands that were contorting around into the large padded hands, the fingers weren't to much of fingers anymore, but now instead long sharp claws.  Panicing, Jerry started to try to remove the suit again...but remembered the pain from last time, so he tried to do it much easier.  Given the suit wasn't going to budge, but further down the process...  Jerry was getting shaken around from the suit's fur digging into his skin all over, every pore, every inch, everywhere...  Jerry was being driven insane from how itchy the process was, but couldn't risk shredding into himself with his new deadly claws.  Popping and stretching were next as his height started to increase...not to mention the weight and muscle...mostly weight though...  Stretched to an uncomfortable few feet higher, his face started to swish and sway around, the face piece pulling and pressing against Jerry's face, the muzzle even into his mouth.  Latched on, the suit's feet began rumbling as Jerry was doing his best to hobble down the stairs, trying to scream for help, only muffled grr's and moans to his displeasure.  

   Jerry tripped now, and fell on his rear, pain shoots through him as his girth lands on his huge stumpy tail, in that more spherical shape.  His feet were buldging against the paw'd part now, as they start pushing back causing a stretching pain as they start to melt into his feet, his five toes into three, long silver-ish/white claws stick long out of them.  As thick and dense pads come from his new soles.  The waist line of the outfit breaks outward and becomes a merging point for the new self top and bottom.  Pushing painfully out, the suit has Jerry's ears and moves them to the top of his head and round them off, starts extending his face out into that muzzle his nose now big and black, not to mention wet and picking up on scents for a mile or so.  The inner linings of Jerry's new ears that same tan color, also his new muzzle was also the cream-tan color and his teeth were falling out, new sharper ones protruding through his gum-line.  His shoulder's have tassel like fragments of hanging fur now as he does his best to get up now...a deep new mind flooding his own mind.  Jerry...or was he Jerry?  Began poking the large fur circle insignia on his chest, then started to the door and pressed against it to get out...but it becomes a cement block and thuds off broken. Sniffing the air, Jerry had become what is known as an Ursaring, and started out into the mountains, forever more...

Story (c) Weredingo
Ursaring (c) Pokemon (c) to it's original owners
Note: I didn't come up with the idea I just use it
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