"Martin or Marten?" - Marten Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Beech Marten Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Martin finished working on his car and was about to close the bonnet. All of the sudden a small brown animal latched at his hand and bit down on his fingers. “Ahhh! Get off, little fuck…!” – Martin yelled out in pain and then in anger as he started swinging his arm to dispose of the pest.

The animal’s bite wasn’t strong enough to keep it locked on Martin’s fingers forever and so it soon dropped onto the ground. Martin tried to kick the weasel-like animal, but missed and hit his car instead. “Fuuuck sake!” – Martin added as the animal escaped from his sight in an instant.

The man panted in exhaustion and slowly calmed down, even though his right hand still hurt from the bite. His fingers were bleeding, but at least they weren’t cut off. The man knew that animals sometimes used cars as beds, but he didn’t know he’d get attacked by a marten in his own garage.

Martin wiped the sweat off his forehead as his body temperature continued to increase to such extent that he started feeling dizzy. Martin stumbled back and with every step he took he could have sworn the car in front of him kept growing bigger. Martin shook his head and looked around – Only to realise that in fact everything was appearing bigger to him. Even his clothes started loosening on his body.

Martin gulped in dread and before he was able to comment further on his pathetic situation his jeans fell down. The man quickly grabbed his underwear to hold them on and spare him shame. “What the hell is happening to me?! Oh God, I’m still shrinking…” – Martin muttered dumbfounded.

He yelped in pain as he felt his spine start popping and becoming more pronounced on his back. The man felt as if his body was stretched by invisible hands, his torso was gradually becoming slimmer, more flexible and longer. Martin arched his back and rested his hands on his knees as a pressure appeared above his increasingly thin ass.

Without a warning something lively started to slide out of Martin’s boxers. To the man’s utter horror it was his growing tail. It throbbed and spasmed as it grew longer and more rat-like, albeit slightly shorter. “Oh Gh-Ghooood-agh…!” – He exclaimed in discomfort as his limbs started shortening. His arms were becoming way more useless, albeit their flexibility retained. In the meantime Martin’s legs crunched awfully as they became half of their initial size and continued to compress.

It was hard not to compare Martin’s altering form to some sort of a mustelid as his body continued to shrink and turn sleeker. Besides, Martin’s face with a grimace of confusion and pain plastered on it started to morph and become more animalistic. The man closed his eyes as they slowly turned beadier. His skull felt like it was collapsing on itself as it became much flatter in a series of horrifying crackles. “Ghy-aaah…! Stooooph-yyyyyitgh…! Sombhodhyy heeelph, plhyeeks…!” – Martin pleaded out loud in an increasingly squeaky voice as his vocal chords began to distort.

Martin let go of his underwear and clutched his head. His boxers dropped to the ground and revealed Martin’s changing penis and testicles. His grip on the head was hard and desperate and the man felt how his fingernails slowly elongated into sharp, curved claws. Martin panted hard as his tongue started elongating. His ears contorted and shrank, then gradually began turning rounder and more compact.

The man felt a rising pressure in his face and he tried to do anything to stop the pain and the transformation, which was successfully ruining his life. He grabbed his altering face and pressed it against his head, which only caused more pain as his jaws started to march forwards. His human face became that of a simple and common predator as his muzzle grew visible in his field of vision.

Martin’s gums ached and he thought that he would soon spit out his teeth, but instead they all began to morph into a set of more carnivorous dentition. Martin realised that it was too late for his visage, it was already completely that of a beech marten. The whiskers were pushing out of the man’s changed cheeks to seal the deal.

As Martin’s body continued to shrink, his shirt slid all the way to his feet, leaving the changing man completely exposed. Martin trembled from horror of the transformation, the pain and now even the cold. He felt extremely exposed and vulnerable, mainly because of his change of size and the fact he was becoming an unknown animal. The cold air kept hitting his genitalia as they continued to shift.

The foreskin of his cock peeled back and revealed a reddening shaft, which just like Martin’s body was becoming thinner, but also pointier at the tip. The human shape of his manhood disappeared completely as the glans of his cock fused with the shaft and the entirety became more streamlined. A sheathe started to envelop the alien cock that Martin sported from now on. In the meantime his testicles got pulled tighter in their sack and altered to fit Martin’s new species.

Martin managed to get up and make a few wobbly steps, before he collapsed onto the wall in front of him. He rested his shifting hands on the wall and looked down at his mustelid equipment. He felt goosebumps rise over his lightening skin, then he shivered – He never thought he’d see something like this, especially on his groin. The man wanted to scream in despair at how much was changing about him, but when he started he realised how meek his voice sounded now. After all a beech marten didn’t even have a proper voice.

The man was forced to alter his already strange stance as his feet began changing more dramatically. The heels were rising and all the other bones altered, becoming lighter and forcing the man to stand on his tiptoes from now on. Underneath them his flesh sizzled as protective pads began to take shape. Just like his fingernails earlier, his toenails began to sharpen and push out into claws. Martin’s feet were thinning down considerably as they lengthened a bit, slowly turning into a pair of paws.

It was hard not to give up at this point. Martin was ironically becoming a simple beech marten and there was nothing that he could do to stop the process. Shrinking was most likely the most annoying part of it. Martin looked around as his neck lengthened slightly – His very own garage appeared like a great hall to him now as he became the size of a housecat.

His limbs were becoming more limited ceased to work like human limbs. His shoulder blades made soft popping sounds as they shrank and locked what used to be his arms in new positions. With a painful crunch Martin’s pelvis tilted forward and his hips began narrowing. His legs slowly turned digitigrade as they finished shortening. Martin’s clawed hands began to resemble paws more as seconds passed. The palms puffed up and formed protective pillows of numb flesh, at the same time the fingers shortened and became almost unmoveable.

There was one relief in the upcoming changes however. Martin fell down onto his side and started scratching himself in many poses that he never thought were possible, not with a human body. Martin saw how his altered skin started sprouting thousands of brown hair. They were thickening quickly and growing longer, until they became soft pelt of brown fur. Martin noticed that the fur underneath his head wasn’t brown, but white however. The itchy brown hair in the meantime slowly crept up his head and enveloped his entire form completely.

The throbbing and itching was slowly disappearing and along with them the changes as the last vestiges of Martin’s former form became fully that of an animal. Martin tried to get up, only to realise that he wasn’t able to remain on two hind paws for longer than a few seconds. Martin growled in his high voice when he tried to mutter out a word. Sadly so far he had no success in mimicking human behaviour that once came to him so easily.

Martin sighed and curled into a protective ball – He knew there was no way to contact his close ones in his current state. There was nothing that he could do to help his situation.

As he lied there, he was completely lost in thoughts. Only after several minutes his sensitive ears caught strange rustling sounds coming from nearby. Martin jumped onto all fours and retreated into the corner of the garage with his tail between his hind legs. The noises were getting louder.

Suddenly a beech marten just like him leapt out of the car and ran up to him. Martin waved his front paws in an effort to scare off the animal, except he was now an animal himself – So it didn’t work out. The other marten got closer and Martin’s nose suddenly caught a strangely alluring scent. Martin realised that the marten in front of him was a female. He also realised that it was the same animal that bit him.

Martin shook his head and hissed at the animal angrily. The female almost seemed to chuckle and it softened Martin’s behaviour – He didn’t actually want to harm her. Besides, he was stuck in his form now and help from another marten would be more than useful. Martin decided that he would cooperate with the female and eventually find a way to turn back into a human. The female was happy that Martin agreed to embrace his new form more…