TftW: Damon's Dawn.
TftW: Damon's Dawn.
Dawn Bellwether tf/tg
NOTE:
This is the second Dawn Bellwether related tg story and this time it deals with insecurity and of what it feels like to be the 'little one' in a group of friends, it also brings up Napoleon Complex.
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It's never easy being the shortest person of your group, just ask Damon. Damon basically was the shortest person in his group of friends and it resulted in him being picked on frequently, he was said to have a complex known as Napoleon Complex or 'short man's syndrome' as it was sometimes called. He was the 'little guy' the one nobody ever payed attention to or even noticed due to his height, he was highly strung and lived a stressful life but he wasn't cruel by any means.
He tried his hardest to speak up and he tried his best to make himself noticed but it was to no avail, nobody even stopped by to see what he was doing, to him it felt like he was invisible, he tried so hard to tell them but nobody listened. So when an accident occurred that locked him and his friends in the shop he was working at - he was the only one who knew what to do.
In fact he tried numerous attempts to get out but these attempts were in vain, as he ended up having to start all over again and this began to take its toll on him, making him panic several times and making him sweat out of fright, he feared that he and his companions would have never get out.
But as he did so, he began to alter and change in various ways - starting with his skin slowly turning a pale white color as it smoothened, his hands slowly altered and took on a half hoof-like shape as his arms slenderized, his half hoof-like hands also shrinking in the process, he also noticed his body was covering itself up in wool of some kind. There was a slight cracking sound as his feet shrank and shifted to match his hands.
He saw his legs lengthen and yelped a little as his hips widened, an ovine-like tail slowly poking through the back of his jeans as his clothing slowly changed to an all woolen outfit of some kind, he slowly shrank a little in height as his back arched, his shoulders folding inward as his hair lengthened, turning from light brown to white, fluffing up a little in the process. His eyebrows thinned as eyelashes blossomed around his eyes, his torso and chest lengthened as two round formations formed on them - those formations blossomed forth into a pair of breasts, he yelped as his privates retracted and reformed into the womanly variant and the changes progressed.
His eyes widened as they turned a vivid shade of green, giving him a doe-eyed and innocent look as his ears moved to the top of his head and became sheep-like in appearance, a pair of glasses materializing around his eyes as face slowly began to soften and push out, his nose and mouth fusing as they pushed out into a cute half ovid muzzle. His voice altered as it grew higher in pitch, becoming feminine but also slightly squeaky in an adorkable sort of way as he or rather she at this point now fully looked like and sounded like a certain sheep.
Her memories and thoughts reshaped themselves, she remembered that she was Dawn Bellwether and she was going to help her friends even if they didn't help her in return, she never gave up and when her transformation completed, she thought for several seconds before working on an escape plan and putting her plan into action. She rescued her friends and got them all to safety.
"Wow...thank you for saving us, Miss..."
"The name's Dawn. And you are very welcome."
"You were great back there...how did you do it?"
"Well sometimes you don't need to be big in order to be a hero, you know. I just did what any person or animal would do in that situation. I just thought of an escape plan and put it into action, I got you guys out just in time too."
"You truly are a hero for helping us.. is there anyway I can repay you?"
"Just knowing that I helped someone is thanks enough."
And so with that Dawn helped her friends get back up on their feet and she spent the rest of the night taking care of them and helping them deal with dangerous situations, she was definitely welcomed and accepted by her friends and got to prove herself worthy. She got to make new friends as well.
As for what happened later, she definitely got to make up for everything that had happened in the past by being a good friend and also keeping her friends safe and being around to assistant them in dangerous situations or in any situation in which they required her assistance. She enjoyed being who she was and also learned a lot about facing your fears and how to make a difference in the world.
Remember my friends, you don't need to be big or powerful to be a hero or heroine - all you need is faith in yourself, a good plan and lots of confidence - believing in yourself is important, even if you are a villain, there are plenty of chances for redemption, you just have to believe in yourself. Anything can happen, you know. Even villains can become heroes in their own way.
Dawn Bellwether tf/tg
NOTE:
This is the second Dawn Bellwether related tg story and this time it deals with insecurity and of what it feels like to be the 'little one' in a group of friends, it also brings up Napoleon Complex.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's never easy being the shortest person of your group, just ask Damon. Damon basically was the shortest person in his group of friends and it resulted in him being picked on frequently, he was said to have a complex known as Napoleon Complex or 'short man's syndrome' as it was sometimes called. He was the 'little guy' the one nobody ever payed attention to or even noticed due to his height, he was highly strung and lived a stressful life but he wasn't cruel by any means.
He tried his hardest to speak up and he tried his best to make himself noticed but it was to no avail, nobody even stopped by to see what he was doing, to him it felt like he was invisible, he tried so hard to tell them but nobody listened. So when an accident occurred that locked him and his friends in the shop he was working at - he was the only one who knew what to do.
In fact he tried numerous attempts to get out but these attempts were in vain, as he ended up having to start all over again and this began to take its toll on him, making him panic several times and making him sweat out of fright, he feared that he and his companions would have never get out.
But as he did so, he began to alter and change in various ways - starting with his skin slowly turning a pale white color as it smoothened, his hands slowly altered and took on a half hoof-like shape as his arms slenderized, his half hoof-like hands also shrinking in the process, he also noticed his body was covering itself up in wool of some kind. There was a slight cracking sound as his feet shrank and shifted to match his hands.
He saw his legs lengthen and yelped a little as his hips widened, an ovine-like tail slowly poking through the back of his jeans as his clothing slowly changed to an all woolen outfit of some kind, he slowly shrank a little in height as his back arched, his shoulders folding inward as his hair lengthened, turning from light brown to white, fluffing up a little in the process. His eyebrows thinned as eyelashes blossomed around his eyes, his torso and chest lengthened as two round formations formed on them - those formations blossomed forth into a pair of breasts, he yelped as his privates retracted and reformed into the womanly variant and the changes progressed.
His eyes widened as they turned a vivid shade of green, giving him a doe-eyed and innocent look as his ears moved to the top of his head and became sheep-like in appearance, a pair of glasses materializing around his eyes as face slowly began to soften and push out, his nose and mouth fusing as they pushed out into a cute half ovid muzzle. His voice altered as it grew higher in pitch, becoming feminine but also slightly squeaky in an adorkable sort of way as he or rather she at this point now fully looked like and sounded like a certain sheep.
Her memories and thoughts reshaped themselves, she remembered that she was Dawn Bellwether and she was going to help her friends even if they didn't help her in return, she never gave up and when her transformation completed, she thought for several seconds before working on an escape plan and putting her plan into action. She rescued her friends and got them all to safety.
"Wow...thank you for saving us, Miss..."
"The name's Dawn. And you are very welcome."
"You were great back there...how did you do it?"
"Well sometimes you don't need to be big in order to be a hero, you know. I just did what any person or animal would do in that situation. I just thought of an escape plan and put it into action, I got you guys out just in time too."
"You truly are a hero for helping us.. is there anyway I can repay you?"
"Just knowing that I helped someone is thanks enough."
And so with that Dawn helped her friends get back up on their feet and she spent the rest of the night taking care of them and helping them deal with dangerous situations, she was definitely welcomed and accepted by her friends and got to prove herself worthy. She got to make new friends as well.
As for what happened later, she definitely got to make up for everything that had happened in the past by being a good friend and also keeping her friends safe and being around to assistant them in dangerous situations or in any situation in which they required her assistance. She enjoyed being who she was and also learned a lot about facing your fears and how to make a difference in the world.
Remember my friends, you don't need to be big or powerful to be a hero or heroine - all you need is faith in yourself, a good plan and lots of confidence - believing in yourself is important, even if you are a villain, there are plenty of chances for redemption, you just have to believe in yourself. Anything can happen, you know. Even villains can become heroes in their own way.
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