Mythboy Femurs (1/3) (Timelapse, DS)

Max had looked up to MythCo his whole life; they seemed so mystical and amazing with their amazing animals and futuristic technology. For years he had dreamed of working for them. Years and years he studied hard at school and University so that he could work in the MythCo labs and, as they say, "bring Myths to life." He dreamed of growing his first Mermaid or even making a Centaur, but when the day came, Max fell short. He didn't get high enough marks to even make Lab Cleaner, his dream was shattered.

"Hold up" said Max's best friend Tom, "MythCo has loads of different levels and positions of work, maybe you could get something lower down and work your way up to working in the lab". 

"YOU'RE RIGHT" Leaped Max, his enthusiasm embellished. Within the hour Max had managed to get a special designation interview for next week. "Perfect", Max proclaimed to Tom, "With this, all I have to do is turn up and they will find the position for me. Then, like you said, I can work my way up". The two high-fived in celebration.

The week went by so fast and before Max knew it, it was time for his interview. It went by rather quickly and luckily very well, Max thought. The interviewer seemed to really like Max, often looking him up and down for some reason. Before Max knew it, the interview dropped the big one. “Okay, you're hired,” she said. Max was in shock, finally; YES! He made it! HE MADE IT TO MYTHCO!

“Just sign here and we can get started” the interview said, sliding over a document. A document which Max jumped at, signing before his eyes even put the words in focus….. But then they did.

“Position at Mythco Mythboy Femurs Restaurant” is read in big bold letters at the top of the page. Max sat there, stunned in silence.

“He he” he thought to himself. Now Max had never been to one of the Mythco Femur Restaurants, but he did know of them and their .. “interesting” waitresses. As soon as it came, the document was gone, snatched away by the interviewer. “Ah fantastic” she said “thank you very much”. “Umm, you're welcome” Max stuttered, still in a state of shock. “Now you stay here, I will be right back with your uniform” The interview replies, leaving the room.

“Hmm” Max thought “well I definitely can’t be one of the waitresses as they are both Female and, well, Mythco creatures. Hmmm, I am probably just the cleaner or cook or something. Ah, no bother, its somewhere at least, plus if I am one of them then no one I know will see me. But eh, like Tom said, I need to start somewhere and by joe I will make it to the lab within the year!” Max continued to himself, punching the air as he planned his goal.

A short while later the interviewer returned holding a cardboard box. Setting it on the table she pulled out a small bottle of “...water?" Max thought to himself.

“Okay, I have your uniform here, but first may I interest you in a drink as you seem a tad shaken up and I am sure a cold refreshment will settle your nerves” said the interviewer, holding the bottle out towards Max.

“O-oh, thank you very much,” Max stuttered, taking the bottle. “I am a tad thirsty” he said as he opened the lid and started taking his first few sips.

“Hmmm,” he thought to himself. “Okay, this is not water, it is sweet. Hmmm, like flavoured water?” Max kept drinking and drinking, unaware of the interviewer's smile growing with every gulp.

“Oh,” Max said, finishing up “That was very nice, thank you, what was i-” he tried to ask before feeling, well, thick?  A thick and tingly feeling crept around his body. Dropping the bottle, Max closed his eyes, feeling like he was swelling and heating up. Although he didn’t dare look, he could feel something strange. It felt like his pants were getting tighter, but yet he felt his shirt get bigger? He crossed his arms across his stomach, trying to focus on stopping whatever this was, but as his arms touched he noticed his skin felt softer, almost fluffy? Just then he felt something trying to push out, in his head, mouth, but and feet. His head nearly split with pain. His already tight pants felt even tighter as he felt something forcing away from his butt.

He felt like his face and ears were stretching, as if they were getting longer. But that wasn’t the biggest issue, Max felt his shoes start to get tighter, and tighter and tighter, until *RIP!!*

Max’s eyes shot open at the sound of his shoes tearing to shreds from his new feet, and that's when he saw it. Where his nose should be was now …. A SNOUT.

Max raised his hands to grasp it when, NO, he only had 3 fingers, and they looked like hoof-hand hybrids! The feeling, the sight, it was too much! “AHHH,” Max cried out, before plunging into darkness as he fainted.

Max awakened on a bed in a small cell-like room, he didn’t know how long it had been, or where he was. Although opening his eyes immediately threw out his thoughts of what having happened to be a dream. He sat up, still trying to adjust to the new view and new hands. He looked at his surroundings, just a plain, small white room with a bed, a toilet, a shower, a sink and a small table and chair. There was one bit of colour; that cardboard box the interviewer had brought him, sitting on the table, with a note on it.

Max pulled and dragged himself across the ground with his unfamiliar hands, managing finally he pull himself onto the chair. He thought of trying to walk, but after looking at his hooves, he decided figuring out how to use his new hands was enough for one day. He reached down, picking up the note to have a read.

‘It seems you passed out during the interview, I feel it may have been your nerves, don’t worry as there is nothing to worry about. As such, I took the liberty of having you transported to your new living quarters. We at Mythco do hope you enjoy your stay with us. Now, in the box you will find your uniform, I hope to see you for your first day tomorrow with us. But please rest, I will send someone round shortly to bring you your dinner and brief you on your first day - Miss Angle (AKA your interviewer)’ the note read.

“WHAT, TOMORROW, BRIEF, HOOVES, WHAT?” Max panicked to himself. “What was she talking about????” Max continued, as he opened the box. “I mean you can just drug someone at the interview and expe-” Max froze, seeing what was in the box.

In the box lay orange shorts, a reindeer bell necklace and a white t-shirt with “Mythboy Femurs” printed on it. “Oh” thought Max “I got the job of a waitress…”

Alas Max did have every right and was completely allowed to leave the job at any time, but well, let's just say that, although he dare not admit it, it was rather fun working as one of the Waiters, and this new body is very soft and comfy. Plus, he did still have his goal of working his way up and he was sure that in no time he would get a promotion, I mean according to the manager and customers he was very popular and good at his new job, so he had high hopes of promotion within the month. So, with that, he was sure he could be in the labs within the year.-

Wow,  Jesus Christ. Now when the fantastic ChaseGreenHorn suggested on the Discord I make a Femboy Hooter Dear, I didn't expect to get so carried away with it XD ha ha, God XD

First time doing a femboy  and so I hope you all enjoy, plus excited to get part 2 out for you as I have already planned what it will be :3

Head over to out discord for more shit like this XD discord.gg/XtQpfjmUUK