Amborah Mini Collection (TFTG)

Amborah Collection

 

A collection of shorts to small for even individual mini fics, this collection covers the majority of works created with Amborah not covered in other posts, excluding those where the vast majority of my own text appeared on the image itself, this being impossible to separate from the art without simply reposting.

UNEDITED

 CW: Mix of Semi Feral and Anthro Implied Permanent Change, Mostly Comedic, But Still Dark

 

Knots Are Hard

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Knots Are Hard.

Sarah had never been good at wrapping gifts, her sloppy, tape covered boxes never failing to get a chuckle from friends and family, but this year she was DETERMINED to be different! This year, her boyfriend was going to get a delicately wrapped box containing a wishing ring with a little white ribbon on top tucked under the tree, just like in the commercial!

All she needed to do was not mess up a simple bit of wrapping and a bow knot so easy, a child could manage it!

Unfortunately...

"The bunny comes out of the... Hole and..." Sarah mumbled, trying to ignore the way her chest burned and itched and the feeling ribbons slowly tightening around her as all her coordination went out the window. Things had not gone well so far, but she was NOT going to lose concentration till the deed was done, damn it!

"And the dog chases the rabbit around the tree..." She frowned. "Wait, dog?" She glanced to the table and felt her eyes go wide as she saw her shaggy mutt grab the box between his teeth and race off. "WAIT! COME BACK HERE!" She began to give chase, only to find herself caught up by the ribbons which seemed to be getting tighter and more tangled with each passing second. She looked down at herself and gasped at the sight of her breasts poking out from her rapidly shrinking and reforming shirt... And beneath them, two more sets of perky teats!

"Oh no..." Sarah glanced behind herself as a tail pushed from just above her ass and her hands and feet rounded into paws. "Dog's can't make wishes, can they?"

Before long Sarah found herself tied and bound beneath the tree, her new paws tightly secured with a festive ribbon. Unfortunately the magic of the wishing ring had been used up and she doubted she'd have a chance to re wrap the gift...

It looked like her boyfriend would be getting a Christmas Puppy this year.

The End 

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Lycan-Candy Surprise

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A faint chime drew the man's attention to his phone, a familiar name appearing along with an alert that he had received a new message. Smiling, he unlocked the phones screen and read:

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Duhad: Got your candy in the mail today! AMAZING! It was SO GOOD!

Amborah: Happy to hear! I was a little worried, its the first time I tried the recipe so I was a little concerned about the taste, but the effects should be worth it.

Duhad: Heh you should have warned me, I would have worn sweat pants to save my poor jeans!

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He paused reading the last message. He had including a fair amount dash of 'essence of booty', but surely not so much it should have been ripping her pants?

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Amborah: Did you just eat a couple like I mentioned in the note?

Duhad: Heh oh ya, I miiiight have eaten allot more... Like the whole box. : P

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He felt his eyes widen and began to quickly type a response.

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Amborah: Wait if you ate the whole box, this is REALLY important! You CAN'T go out tonight!

Duhad: Ya about that, remember our time zones are pretty far off. I'm actually just heading to a party right now. Sort of dark, the clouds are totally covering the moon and everything.

Amborah: That's good! You need to get inside and out of the full moons light! I MIGHT have supplemented the candy with a bit of... Lycan extract when I ran out of normal booty essence.

Duhad: What!? Well

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The message, sent unfinished sat on Amborah's phone for several long minutes, the man hoping that his friend had headed the warning and just run off to find cover. Eventually though, a new message arrived.

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Duhad: Hypothetically... The full moon just came out. What should I do about... That?

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The man sighed.

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Amborah: I'd recommend leaning the keep track of moon cycles, avoid the postmen, look out for narrow doorways and maybe buy some heartguard.

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He moved to put his phone away, then a thought struck him and with a slight blush he sent one last text.

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Amborah: Hey can you... Send some pics?
 

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Farm Life

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"Oh god I feel so heavy!" April moon, clutching at her belly as she continued to swell larger and larger. "Amborah, h-how long did you say this would last?"

"Depends." Amborah shrugged, returning with a bucket in each hand. "The farm is pretty light so... Lets say 100,000 liters and we should be fine."

"W-WHAT!?" April gasped. "I don't think a cow could produce that in a lifetime!!"

"Hey don't worry." Amborah smiled and gave his friend's head a rub. "I don't expect you to do that all yourself." April sighed, but her breath caught in her throat as he continued, "Lucky for you, gaging by the size of that belly, we will be doubling up on cows real soon! And if your willing to help make a few more after that, why I bet we could have this place fully set in a couple of decades! Four or five at most!"

April tried to protest, but all that came out was a low moo as she fell to all fours and felt her friends hands grip her teats tightly.

"Now then, lets get bucket one down and then its just 99,999 more to go!" 

 

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Grow A Shark

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Birthday Birth Week

“What are you smiling about?” I asked, looking up at my friend as he beamed back at me, his attempts to look even remotely innocent failing utterly. “Did I miss something?”

“Maybe…” Amborah’s smile widened. “Birthday girl.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Birthday… It's April tenth, my birthday’s not for five more days dude.”

“Oh I know,” Amborah snickered. “But it IS your birth week! So happy birth week!”

“Birth week?” I frowned, feeling a cramp forming in my guts. “Is that an Australian thing or… Ugh, I think something was in the glass of water you gave me… I feel kind of sick.”

“That’s your birthday present!” Amborah grinned and pulled from under the table he sat at a box with a picture of a cartoon shark on it. “It's ‘Grow-A-Shark’! It’s sort of like a sea monkey thing, but instead of pouring them into a tank, they just make YOU the tank!”

“THEY WHAT!?” I demanded before groaning and collapsing to the floor. I placed my hands over my belly and watched in shock as my skin began to turn purple and expand as my belly filled with new life. “How much of that shit did you use!?”

“Well…” Amborah looked at the back of the box. “It said it would give you one baby shark per serving so that’s what I gave you.” He shook the empty container and then tossed it to me. “Maybe sharks are just really big? You're getting kind of huge…”

“You used the whole box!?” I gasped, my legs spreading apart as my belly grew larger and larger. “That can’t be one serving!”

“I’m pretty sure that’s all the information it had so…” Amborah shrugged. “I don’t know what to tell you.”

I blushed as my shirt was forced up and over my swelling breasts, thick nipples first trickling, then spraying jets of warm milk as I grabbed for the box. “One baby per serving…” I read. “TWENTY SERVINGS PER BOX!!”

“Oh shit…” Amborah mumbled as I collapsed under the weight of my ever growing belly. “Well… Guess I better call ahead and see if I can’t reserve the whole maternity wing for you…”

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Hang in There

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"Go on, let go!" She heard from below. She glanced down to see a small crowd beginning to form, her heart racing as she realizing just how many people would now being seeing her all, but naked!

The stupid curse just HAD to strike now, didn't it? When she was out for a run, in the middle of town and with everyone here to see?

Slowly she began to shift her paws, moving towards the trees trunk, knowing her attempt to hide in the upper branches had failed when suddenly she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.

A van with the word 'City Zoo' printed along its side and a couple of men with nets pushing their way thru the crowd towards her.

She tightened her paws around the branch and with a nervous sigh began to repeat to herself a message she had once read on a poster, "Hang in there baby!"

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Shake and Bake

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"Got anything to eat?" Ace asked as he and Blake stepped inside Blake's house, enjoying the cool air of the air conditioned kitchen. "I'm starved!"

"I think I have a couple of microwave dinners in the freezer?" Blake offered, walking to the sink to pour himself a glass of water. "But anything else and your going to have to cook it yourself."

"Oh no, I'm not falling for that one again!" Ace laughed. "Your just trying to get me to make your dinner for you! I'm not your wife dude, you can do that yourself."

Blake laughed. "No offense, but your not exactly 'wife' material. If I get hitched, IF its gonna have to be to someone real special!"

Ace snorted. "Oh ya I know your 'special' type. Some cow with big fat udders, am I right?" As he spoke, he suddenly felt a strange tightness around his chest. Looking down, Ace's mouth dropped open at the sight of a pair of mounds straining his shirt, damp patches clearly visible against the taught fabric.

"Hey I'm not that shallow!" Blake laughed again, apparently unaware of his friends situation. "I also want her to be a knock out bombshell with a big fat ass!"

Ace shivered as his hips flared out even more prominently then his chest, shredding his pants and underwear as his hips swelled into an exaggerated hourglass. He tried to speak, but could not think of a single thing to say as behind him, he noticed a long cows tail swishing back and forth.

Still oblivious Blake continued. "And obviously she would have to be a classic domestic goddess! Barefoot and naked in the kitchen, maybe with an apron, but that's it. Since the two of us would be looking to make a BIG family, their really won't be much of a point in her having a proper wardrobe anyway."

Ace gasped as her remaining clothes evaporated, replaced with a frilly blue apron which did little to hide her new tits and a damp slit which had replaced her previous manhood. Her cheeks reddened as a heat began to build within that new slit and thoughts of motherhood bombarded her mind.

At least Blake turned to face her, but rather then appearing shocked or confused, her merely smiled and held out his glass. "Top me off, will you honey?"

Without thinking Ace took the glass and pressed it again one of her breasts, squeezing it so that a jet of milk shot out and began to fill the empty cup. Handing it back to her friend, Blake took a long sip then sighed contentedly. "That's great! Fresh as the day I married you! Keep up the good work April."

April turned, her head swilling with countless thoughts, but before she even took a step she felt a hand smack her fat rump and gasped.

"Hey, your looking good sweet cheeks." Blake winked. "Now how about you bake me some cookies to go with that milk. Daddy needs his energy back up for tonight!"

 

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Pregnomancy

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Despite popular misconceptions, not all witches love Halloween. Some, like Isabella Von Liliana downright hated the holiday! It wasn’t just because people ran around all night, disrupting the prime spell casting time, it wasn’t just that dark spirits just LOVED taking any and all opportunities to twist spells to their own nefarious ends on the day, no the worst part of being a witch on Halloween were all the tacky, appropriative outfits…

“Oh, are you going to cast a spell?” A voice called from a nearby alley as these thoughts, and many others far darker swirled about Liliana's head. She turned to see a trio of friends gathered about, laughing and teasing one another. The speaker, a blue haired person wearing a dog costume was continuing to tease another wearing the tackiest, most garish witch outfit Isabella had ever seen. “Go on April, try a little magical spell to make this night extra fun!”

“Ya! Paulines got it!” The third friend grinned, his red body paint enhanced demonic outfit oddly clashing with the leash he held in one hand which was attached to the first speaker's collar. “It's perfect, you're a witch, you summoned up a demonic dog walker to help walk your puppy!”

“Blake, we are never going to win the costume contest with a theme that’s that flimsy.” The ‘witch’ chuckled. “But fine whatever, uh… Hocus Pocus! I summon up from hell a hound and someone to walk it!”

Suddenly a great wind picked up and all three friends shock as a demonic voice began to laugh. “THE DEAL IS STRUCK!”

“What was that!?” Pauline asked before suddenly blending over, their body seeming to grow as tufts of white fur burst out all across their body. “What did you do!?”

“Me!?” April demanded, groaning as her stomach began to swell. “I don’t know!? I don’t know anything about magic! This is just a costume!”
Outside the alley Isabella smirked as Pauline fell to all fours, the now demonic Blake tugging on their leash to hold them steady as they attempted to panic and run. The spell she had cast was a tricky one at the best of times, one that would require a trade… However she had felt HIGHLY inspired on deciding just WHO would have to pay it…

“FOR THE DEMONIC PET AND SERVANT WE HAVE GRANTED YOU, YOU SHALL PAY IN TURN ONE CENTURIA OF DEMONS EACH!” The voice bellowed as April’s belly grew even larger, till Blake had to move to hold her steady as well.

“Wait there has been a HUGE mistake!” April tried to shout, Pauline joining in, though their loud barks served only to add to the chaos.

Then with a rushing sound the wind was gone and the three friends were once again left alone.

“Well…” Blake said after a moment, still helping her hold April up. “That was… Something.” He glanced at her massively swollen belly and asked. “Do you think those two Centuria…” He glanced at his own demonic body and very noticeable bulge. “Do you think we are going to have to make them all ourselves?”

“I think so…” April swallowed.

“Well, I mean hey!” Blake took a deep breath and then smiled. “It could be worse! It's just two right? How long could that take?”

April winced. “Blake, a centuria is one hundred men…”

“Oh…” Blake coughed and Pauline began to pant, their tail wagging nervously back and forth. “I guess we are going to need a lot of kibble from now on than…”

As the trio pondered their fates, Isabella grinned and wandered off into town, whistling a little song.

She was starting to turn around on this whole ‘Halloween’ thing after all…

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Don't Break New Years Resolutions

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“H-Help!” Tim shouted, his voice rising in pitch as his shirt slowly lifted, raised by the twin mounds swelling under his chest. “Something’s REALLY wrong with me!”

“Already?” James remarked, walking into the room slowly, a sly smile spreading over his face. “I doubted you’d make it all the way through the year, but it's not even been a week yet!”

“What do you mean?” Tim whimpered, grabbing his nipples as they thickened between his fingers, almost matching the growth of his hips which shredded his shorts as they expanded. “What’s happening to me!?”

James drew his phone from his pocket and began to scroll through his contacts as he answered. “Well remember when you bet me you would be able to keep to your new year's resolution longer than mine?” He stopped and his smile grew as he hovered his thumb over the phone screen. “Well it seems SOMEONE decided to cheat on their diet…”

“But I just ate one chocolate!” Tim wailed as behind him, something orange and black poked from just above his swelling ass. “That shouldn’t count! And since when did I agree to let you turn me into a GIRL if I cheated on my diet!?”

“You didn’t.” James pressed the button and a faint ring began to emanate from the device. “But we DID say something about the ‘year of the tiger’ and that left me a bit of wiggle room...”

Tim groaned as he felt his manhood slipping back up between his legs and fur spreading across her new body. “Damn it, I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to your stupid wizard bet! Don’t tell me I’m gonna be stuck like this all year now?”

“Oh no.” James answered, pressing another button on his phone in accordance with the automated instructions now playing out from the speaker. Tim sighed in relief, only for the breath in his throat to catch as James continued, “My New Year's resolution was to use my magic for good and a single year would hardly give the zoo enough time to breed you.”

“B-BREED ME!?” Tim gasped, looking down at her body in alarm. “You can’t… I thought you said you were using your magic for GOOD!?”

“I am.” Jame’s smirked and lifted the phone to his ear. “The greater good. Tigers are VERY endangered right now so this should buy me enough good karma to last a while. I don’t want to end up living the rest of my life in a zoo for breaking my resolution, now do I?” Tim tried to speak, but Jame’s held up a finger and Tim found herself unable to raise her voice above a whisper as her, now former roommate addressed the person on the other end of the line. “Yes, City Zoo? I would like to donate a female tiger, prime of her life and who I am SURE your handsome male is going to just LOVE!”

Tim shivered as she felt her nipples stiffen and her body begin to heat up at the thought of the ‘male’ Jame’s was referring too. It was absurd, she shouldn’t be feeling anything like that for a beast like that, let alone a male, yet… Her body already seemed to be adjusting to her new lot in life. “But…” Tim shivered again, face blushing. “But it was just one chocolate!” 

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The Snuggle Shark

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“I don’t get it…” Amborah shook his head and glanced at his friend as the two waded through the surf. “It's just a… Week of Sharks? And the whole country treats it like a holiday?”

“Well sort of.” April shrugged, her shirt clinging to her chest in a way Amborah could not help, but notice with a faint blush. “It's just a TV thing mostly, but a lot of people online like to use it as an excuse to just get excited about sharks.”

“They should come to Australia.” Amborah snorted. “They could have ‘shark week’ every week, every month of every year!”

April laughed. “Well I’m here, aren't I? Year round, permanent shark week sounds like a blast! All sharks, all the time, that’s how I chose to live my life!”

“This is the place for it…” Amborah began, but felt his words trailing off as he saw April’s shirt begin to strain as he body seemed to grow. “Uh hey what’s…” His jaw slackened as his friend's skin shimmered in the sunlight, shifting in coloration from its normal pale tan to a shade of eye catching purple.

“Something the matter?” April grinned, her lips parting to reveal a set of dagger-like teeth. “Shark Week just started, didn’t it?”

“What!?” Amborah gasped as April’s shorts ripped in half, revealing a thick purple shark's tail. “What does that have to do with anything!?”

“Just a special little were-shark curse I picked up a while back.” April snickered, wading towards Amborah who felt his body freeze in place, his eyes locked on the straining threads of his friend's shirt which barely contained her large chest. “It lasts through till the end of the week…” She reached out and grabbed Amorah’s hips. “And it's only infectious till the changes complete.”

“Wha-?” Amborah started, but was cut off as April kissed him, sucking on his lower lip and lightly biting him just hard enough to break the skin.

Instantly Amborah felt his body begin to swell, thighs thickening and chest puffing out as April released him from her embrace. “Looks like I was just in time.” The new shark woman grinned as Amborah looked down at his body and gasped. He could see orange and cream scales spreading all across his exposed skin, much more skin then he had on display before, now that his bulk had begun to strain his clothes.

“H-How do I stop this!?” Amborah demanded, yanking at his shirt to try and hold it down as his new breasts threatened to yank it free.

“That’s easy,” April remarked, watching as Amborah’s shorts ripped along their seams, allowing his new tail to burst free. “Just get to dry land before the changes finish… Or stay here with me if you want to enjoy this fully.”

“Screw that!” Amborah shouted, “I’m a man! Not some… Fishy slut!” He turned and almost reluctantly began to wade back towards the beach.

“Sure you are…” April laughed as Amborah’s legs began to shake, his noticeable bulge swiftly retreating back between his thick thighs. “Just got to prove it by hurrying up! I reckon you can just about make it if you hustle!”


“I got this…” Amborah gritted her teeth as her face slowly pushed out into a muzzle. “I just need to focus and…” She shivered as she felt a wetness form between her legs. “Though m-maybe… Just a quick peak won’t hurt, right?” She paused and looked down, wondering what she might see in place of her familiar cock. Whatever she had been expecting to see, she did not see it as her gaze was quickly interrupted by her own massive tits bursting free from her shirt and bouncing freely in the bright summer air!

“WOW!” April shouted, causing Amborah to jump. “You're bigger than ME now!”

“O-Only for a little while!” Amborah shouted back, blushing furiously. “I’m STILL a man!”

“Are you sure?” April teased. “Sure you don’t want to stay in the water and later let some stud pound you so hard those massive knockers jiggle all over the place?”

“Y-YES!” Amborah retorted, hating the way her pussy had begun to dampen at the mere thought of it. “C-CUS I AM STILL A MAN!”

“Really?” April continued. “The idea of having that belly of your’s swell up nice and big and round isn’t turning you on at all?”

“A-ABSOLUTELY N-NOT!” Amborah lied, crouching slightly in the water to hide how she had started to drip. “I DON’T WANT THAT EVEN A LITTLE!”

“Really?” April asked, making her way over to her friend. “Well that’s a shame…”

“Why?” Amborah demanded.

“Cus times up, fish tits.” April snickered and gave Amborah’s ass a slap. “You're stuck this way with me till the end of Shark Week.” She grinned. “Which as I recall, here in Australia is… Never?”

“NEVER!?” Amborah gasped, trying to hide her excitement. “B-B-But…”

“Yes yes, your butt is great.” April patted her friend's rump playfully. “I am SURE the boys will love it… In fact…” She glanced past Amborah and began to beam as a couple of hunky surfers stopped to stare at the half naked pair. “What do you say we try out these new bodies of ours?”

“H-Here?” Amborah flushed, turning to look at the men and feeling her heart race. “I-In public?”

“Sure? We are sharks after all, sharks do it in the ocean all the time!” April threw an arm over Amborah’s shoulder. “Besides, what’s the worst that can happen? The cops get called on us for indecent exposure? They ship us off to the aquarium? Put us in the new Adult Heavy Petting Zoo?”

“T-That seems weirdly specific as an example…” Amborah muttered.

“I hear it's FULL contact.” April continued excitedly. “Basically just a breeding program, but for furries!”

“You planned this all, didn’t you?” Amborah demanded.

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” April winked, ripping off the remains of her shorts to reveal a small tattoo which simply read, ‘Property of the Sidney Aquarium’.