Pecking Order (Tg)

 As I stepped into the chicken coop, I had no idea that I was being watched from afar by a forest spirit or that they even existed. Apparently, they had taken great interest in me ever since I moved out to the countryside to escape the stress of an urban life. So much of an interest in fact that they took it upon themselves to reward me for how well I was raising my animals. And to be more specific, my chickens.

 I was inside the coop when the magic started. Immediately, I could sense something was wrong with my body, my suspicions being confirmed when I began to sweat profusely due to heat build-up. The chickens clucked and crowed as their eyes watched the transformation, seeming to know what was about to happen to me.

 I shrank rapidly until I was a mere five feet, no longer needing to hunch when within the coop. My hair elongated, taking on a hue not unlike grass as curls formed in the locks. My chest began to burble as two small breasts pushed against my turtleneck which was becoming a sleeveless crop top. With my midriff exposed, I watched as it slimmed, leaving me with a flat navel that I would've loved on a woman. My jeans began to stretch as my hips and thighs began to grow, straining them. More and more fat poured in as if connected to a water hose until the pants gave way, leaving me with short jorts that hardly covered the smooth, jiggling flesh of my legs. With a final change, I felt my genitals reverse, entering my body and reforming into the fairer sex.

 I stood there in shock, looking at my body which resembled a shortstack many men would kill to get a chance with. My shock faded however when I felt another change coming, this time more powerful than the last somehow. I stared at my slim, delicate arms as the skin began to bubble, white tufts of something poking through. Soon, my entire arm was coated in the white fluff until they took shape as feathers, turning my arms into wings from the bicep down. My legs followed suit with feathers forming from mid-thigh down as if wearing a pair of stockings. My feet hardened as my toes merged into four talons with one moving to the back of my foot. The yellow of my new, avian feet merged into my new feathers until I had a seamless blend of the two. With a final shift, small bumps appeared on my temples as tiny wings sprouted from the side of my head.

 I turned to leave the coop, unsure whether to be scared or confused but was blocked by a whirlwind of leaves. They shifted and swirled until I was able to make out a feminine face. "I have been observing you for quite some time and have decided that you are good at heart," it said with a calm demeanor, "So I have granted you this vessel as a reward for said kindness. Please, enjoy your reward as I will be moving on to my next mortal." And with that, the winds faded until I was left standing in the doorway to my coop in an unfamiliar body. Confused, but a bit excited at what prospects I had in store.