Tali's Curse Page 1

This is a quick 2-pager sequence of my character Tali, who of course has a curse. A curse that turns her into a griffin whenever she has a higher level emotion (Love, hate, despair, etc) run through her mind. The TF is very painful for her.

There is a story with this, although it is written by me and is therefore, craptacular.

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"Tali! You FOOL!"
She was running. Faster than she'd ever ran before.
How long has he known?! How long has he been toying with me?
She thought she had been in the clear. That she had kept her secrets from Jarod and the guild...
-She had joined the guild roughly four months ago. Tali had joined with the sole purpose of getting them shut down. She was an agent of the High Council of Mages, sent to gather evidence and confirm what the guild had been up to. If their suspicions were correct, the entire guild would be sentenced to death for their activities.
She was almost finished with her report when it all hit the fan, and Jarod decided to make his move. Jarod must have known what she was... must have known for a long time.
The guild was involved in many illegal venues. High-level spells far beyond the legal limit, draining Psynergy from captured people and beasts only to store it for use in their random experiments, which often killed the victim in the process... and the experiments themselves had always made Tali sick to her stomach.-
She was almost free. She made a quick dash for the doors, only for them to forcefully slam shut in front of her. She skidded to a halt and whipped around, facing Jarod and his battle mages.
"Your façade ends here, Tali. You're a miserable little rat... a puppet of the council. And a poor one, at that."
He suddenly held up a red orb in his right hand.
"You remember this, Tali?"
She recognized it. It was a soul stone. She had used it to, with the help of other members, harvest the entire soul of a griffin. She knew what he could do with that, and began looking around for a way to make a quick escape, but she could see Jarod's guards in the shadows, with their staffs ready. She looked back at him and gulped, frozen with fear.
He began walking forward.
"Now my dear... You've done a fine job with griffins... learned how to harvest them... Control them to a slight degree, even. But... in light of your 'report' being nearly finished, I think your usefulness has utterly washed away."
He stopped only a foot in front of her. With a slight smile, he reared back with the orb, a bright red glow emanating from it. She gasped in surprise as he thrust the orb straight into her chest- a shimmering swirl of red energy absorbing into her and making her fall to her knees. The orb fell to the ground and shattered, colorless.

"AHHHHH! Ahh... Oh... god..." She clasped her chest with both hands, feeling the energy begin to flow through her veins. It was starting to burn, and she breathed in gasps.
Jarod wasn't finished.
"You let your emotions get in the way of your work... and now... they'll get in the way of your entire life." He and the other mages made a circle around Tali, and simultaneously cursed her and the griffin's soul inside of her. Light absorbed into her again as she pleaded.
"Jarod... uh... ah... please..! Enough!" She shot up off the ground and ran for a different exit, clutching her chest with one hand and holding onto her staff tightly with the other. They didn't pursue.
"Ah, Tali... you'll be back soon enough."
When she got outside, she continued to run. She ran for as long as she could. Once she was a safe distance away, she propped herself up on her knees and breathed in deep, heaving breathes. The energy was traveling through her entire body, seeming to dig into her organs and mind and making everything hurt. She began to feel sick, and she viewed her hands. She was pale and shaking.
Oh man..! What did they do to me? I've... got to get home...
"Ugh..." Once she caught her breath she started to run again, feeling gradually worse and worse as she made her way to her house. By the time she reached her door she was starting to burn up, sweating profusely and shaking.
She slammed the door behind her and dropped her staff on the ground. She leaned on the door, struggling not to give in to the pain. There was a pressure growing inside of her... on both her body and her mind. She was on fire by now, and she slipped off her robes.
She clutched her stomach and took a few steps forward, trying her hardest to hold in the feeling that something was trying to escape the confines of her body.
No... I can't handle much more of this..! Urgh! Stay calm... it won't... manifest... "UGH!"
The feeling became too much for her, and she let go. A sharp pain shot up her hand moments after she gave in, and she looked down at her burning, shivering appendage. Silky, golden fur was already sprouting from her pores like little, fiery needles. Her fingers began to crack and grow thicker. Darkened skin puffed out on each fingertip as well as her palm as she brought it up in front of her face.
"Oh no... NO!"
Another flare of pain and pressure hit her, this time in her skull. The pain was immense, and as she lifted her paw up to her face, her skull began to shift and change shape. She began to gag as her throat began to reshape, when suddenly her voice was cut off- she could no longer breathe. Her teeth fused into a solid line on the top and bottom, and her face began to push forward.
The solid mass of bone was growing out from her face, stretching her skin and nose out. She grabbed a hold of the emerging beak as fur began to rapidly grow all over her face and body. She didn't notice the pained tug on her ears as they stretched out into large caves, a wave of fur rapidly shooting up them and finishing at their tips.
I... can't... breathe!
The same sharp pain as before ran up her other arm and the newly-forming paw shot up to her throat. Thicker, longer strands of fur began growing around the base of her neck and out her chest. The fur exploded from her skin, pluming out and straining against her thin undershirt.
The beak finally completed, and she made a desperate gasp for air as her chest suddenly thrust outward- her ribcage and muscles all beginning to bulge with increased mass. The thin shirt ripped forcefully apart and she cried out in pain again.
The changes sped up even faster, and with every heartbeat, a wave of pain and pressure flowed through her body. Her hips began to widen as the fur reached her waist and legs. The button on her shorts popped open as she continued to increase in size, the fabric getting ever tighter. "Uh... UGH! Ohhh!"
Another wave, and another... with each her body bulged and grew with muscle, her bones cracked, readjusting... and every inch of her flesh continued to sprout the golden yellow fur. Her hips bulged and swelled rapidly with a loud *POP!* as her legs cracked and grew, continuing to increase in size and mass. Her shorts finally ripped in two, and eventually shredded when her legs grew too large for the fabric to bear. "UnnnGHH!"
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