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🕑 Added 2021-04-16 20:53:20 +0000 UTCA preview for this timed exclusive Patreon tale~
“Happy birthday!” Peter handed his gift to JD.
“Hey, happy birthday to you as well!” JD handed a gift to Peter as they lounged in JD’s living room.
The two men smiled brightly, holding their presents. It had been a long time coming, especially for a gettogether. After a year of not being able to see each other, even missing JD’s birthday this year, the two were finally gonna celebrate their big days at once.
The two guys looked at their respective gifts. They were both rather similar: a small, rectangular box wrapped in tinfoil. One was gold (JD) and the other was black (Peter). A quick shake of each told them there was something thin inside.
Peter glanced around the room briefly. “Hey… I just realized something. Where’s Rach?”
“Oh, Rachel is getting a big super cake, as she put it, from the store. Think she’s gonna be a bit late. We can just start opening gifts without her.”
Peter nodded and looked at his gift again, but looking back at his friend. JD was carefully studying the box, almost as if he was trying to figure it out before he opened it. The long, white-haired guy smirked. “Just open it up. I’m sure you’ll like how “impressive” it is~.”
“Oh really? Well, I think you should open yours first. I think you’ll like the results.” JD chuckled.
But then, he paused. The two friends looked at each other curiously, the gears turning in their heads. They looked at each other, then at their gifts, and then back at each other. Slowly, they both began to grin.
“…so, open at the same time then?”
“You know it!” The two ripped open their gifts, tossing the wrapping aside as they popped the lids on them. Inside each of their gifts was a single greeting card.
JD took his out first, reading it aloud: “Dark as night and it’ll feel so right. You’ll be a sight, enjoy Umbreon might!”
Peter read his card outloud next: “No need to be dour, for soon, you’ll tower. For now is the hour to feel Lucario’s power!”
The two opened them, finding their card’s Pokemon image inside. Though, more importantly, a soft, enticing musk arose from them. The scents wafted upwards, crossing their noses and being sniffed right up.
A tingling sensation struck the both of them, gripping their cards tightly. The hairs on the back of their necks stood up, their bodies quivering. They grit their teeth briefly, which sharpened into fangs befitting something more bestial.
Peter took a deep breath and relaxed, setting his card down. He smirked as his nose darkened. The skin of it turned bumpy and cold before swelling and shifting into a canine’s. “Heh, guess we got the same thing then~.”
