A fight against an Arch Druid transformed you and your party temporarily into animals during the fight to try and make taming you much easier however now that you have all turned back things are... different.
Your Barbarian who was made into a cow has gained some... different weight and who has found herself a lot more sensitive and leaking in some areas. Your Rogue has not fully regained her height from being a mouse and her new desire from cheese has been killing her lactose intolerance. Your Cleric has found themselves needing to hop in order to bring their pants over her rabbit thickened thighs and has been feeling... hot the past few days.
You yourself now have a strange desire to be regarded as a good boy/good girl. You wear the pendent around your neck tighter as if desiring a collar, but don't think too much of it.
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(PS while typing this got the idea that what if each individual does not know what animal they were and are even more weirded out and everyone is too awkward to tell the others why they look and act like how they do.)
Sorry for the late reply, been very busy to give a proper response!
This is such an amazing idea! I will add, for a little sillness, that maybe for a short bit the druid succeeded but the party, not really caring and forgetting their old lives, some how broke the spell, like being a nuance and accidentally tripping the arch druid into a pond.
Anyways, oh that's so good. They don't remember anything, just that something between the flash of light and them returning to normal. Going back to town to get the reward and rest up, and after a good night's rest is when everything starts to fall into motion.
The barbarian feeling much stronger, taller, but heavier. Their already lax outfit doesn't fit anymore, them having to assemble a new outfit with scraps,, glue, and their old outfit. Trying to find someone around town to adjust their gear for their new size, but every step she can feel it jiggle, her tits growing heavier. Even her new found strength can't keep carrying such a massive weight. It wasn't long before she was off in a corner milking herself away, bucket after bucket. By chance it was a milk stall, so it wasn't out of the ordinary for people to hear moos, lucky for her, cause she was mooing. It left the towns folk scratching their heads, where did all the milk come from?
Now the rogue, that sneaky girl, now even sneakier with her new height. If only it didn't go to her tits or hips, you know how hard it is to sneak while your cheeks are clapping. She was following the barbarian around, something just, called her to them. So she saw it all, and took the opportunity to make a quick buck. So much milk, for so much cheese! Good cheese mind you, a cart of cheese for her, somehow being pulled by a busty shortstack. When the party finally meets up they find her looking like that one clip of Jerry that was wedge shaped, as the rogue somehow ate a cheese block her size.
the poor cleric, the poor ol cleric. Tried as hard she can to put pants on, but no dice. She was forced to wear nothing but robes as she went into town, trying to find a tailor to get her new clothes. But one wrong turn and see ended up in the red light district, surrounded by so much depravites, not helping her as she rubbed against her staff for comfort. But one naughting purchase later and she had a big ol "carrot" to help her, and she got back to camp with new clothes, not worn yet, as her bunny parts bounced away on the "carrot" waiting for everyone to come back. T-this wasn't a sin right? I mean, she's dealing with it in a not bad way! S-surr she has a bunny tail now, and bunny ears, but thats totally not a side effect from riding the "carrot!"
I like to add the idea of the party escorting a noble lady (princess or Queen or something) as well and she got turned into a dragon, and her issue is a very obvious tail that only hidden by her dress, and that something is in her. Something that's grown quite far, and so now she's rented a room, desperately trying to push what ever is inside of her out. But the more she tries the more dragon she becomes, don't worry, as soon as the eggs out, she'll be back to normal! Probably
And then theirs me, poor me. Getting the necklace as a extra reward for doing the quest, the giver calling me a "good boy" making me go into over drive with joy. I try to remain calm, but my deeds are already spreading throughout town, only making everything worse. It isn't long before I got a tail wagging, and perky dog ears. I sure do hope no evil ladies find me and out a real collar on me, that would be so bad
I like the idea if they embrace the transformation they'll become anthro or neko, so you accidentally get left with a party of like, a minotaur barbarian lady, a very sneaky mouse girl, a very horny rabbit cleric girl who has do much spells to contain her never ending lust, a princess who really wants to do fly now, and a knight who just the goodest boy with a wagging tail!
