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Commission - The Great Outdoors

Nothing quite like the great outdoors. Just be sure to leave cursed objects alone: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25090119/ -----

“This shot is no good either ugh” Travis said exasperated. He’s deep inside the Outskirt Woods filming the sightings of a possible new animal species. “The lighting sucks in this take too and I didn’t even have the right video filter” Travis muttered poking around on his camera. The sun was starting to set making any sort of filming impossible at this point without his night vision camera. “Annnd of course I left that one at home” he said sighing. He packed away his equipment and made the short hike back to his cabin. The cozy log building coming into view after climbing the hill back. It was dark inside when he opened the door so he set aside his things and lit the lantern on the wooden desk and lighted the fireplace. Travis tossed a piece on firewood on the kindle to keep the flame going and rubbed his hands together by the flames. After that was done, he turned his attention to the information board he made. With the room well lit, it was much easier to see. The board was littered with newspaper clippings and internet article snippets. They all had one account or another of people saying they saw some sort of man-beast hybrid in these very woods. Travis lived for this kind of stuff. Chasing these mysteries either to prove or debunk them. So far it’s been nothing but debunked stories. But the paranormal was out there and he was still psyched to find out what goes bump in the night. But with so many eyewitness accounts piling up, he had faith that this would be the one that turns out to be true. Smiling to himself, he reviews a few of the reports. Most of the sightings were in the area he was in now so he rented out a nearby cabin. The owner had failed to mention to lack of electricity but it had decent plumbing. Luckily, Travis had planned for this and has many spare batteries for his phone, camera, and laptop. This wouldn’t be his first trip without access to charging after all. Tomorrow, he’ll start anew covering more ground than he was able to today. Getting there in the afternoon didn’t give Travis much time to explore.

Unfortunately, the next day didn’t pan out despite Travis’ renewed optimism. He covered every square inch of the woods and didn’t find one trace of this “beast”. “I’m starting to think those eyewitnesses were full of it” he said sighing. The sun was out and bright that afternoon. Travis’ hat protected him from the rays in his eyes and luckily he thought to pack plenty of shorts. He decided to press onward anyway still hopeful that will the amount of daylight left he’d be able to find something worth capturing. As he was walking he reviewed some of the footage he already captured. After looking he figured he could at least make a short documentary. “It’s no ‘monster’ but at least it’s something” he thought. Just then Travis felt his foot hit something and looked down on the ground. A little wooden totem lied at his feet. The wood working looking very exquisite. “Oh wow this is cool” he said picking the trinket up. He figured it to be one of those souvenirs you get from gift shops. It has a slight threaded through a small loop at the top to be worn as a necklace. “Well, finders keepers” Travis laughed. He set his equipment down to free his hands as he took the old looking string off the totem. He tookt he string from his own necklace and threaded it through the loop. It fell around his neck clinging on the coin already there. “No monster but I found a cool gift” he thought heading back to his cabin.

What he saw when he got back to his cabin was less of a gift. It was ransacked, mostly. His equipment mostly left undamaged besides a few chipped screens. Those’ll cost a pretty penny to replace. But all of Travis food was either half eaten or taken. “Freaking bears” he grumbled annoyed. He spent the better part of the evening cleaning up the mess left behind and reinforcing the cabin’s door to prevent a repeat performance. All the wild fighting an itch he figured was due to bugs. The next day Travis had another dilemma on his hands. The thieving forest dwellers got to his entire stash of food leaving him with nothing eat for the remainder of the excursion. He remembered the owner of the cabin mentioning something about fish and looked through the back closet. Travis found some fishing poles and bait. He also remembered seeing a river further down the hill. Taking the rod in one hand and the bucket in the other, he headed out the door closing it behind him. He took a deep breath noticing a variety of smell he didn’t notice before. It made his nose tickle. The appendage looking slightly darker than before and more bulbous as if swollen. Oblivious, Travis keep on down the hill. It didn’t take long to find the river. He stood at the edge and set the bucket down next to him “I guess all those summers fishing with Grandpa Barney finally pay off” he said smiling. Travis hooked some bait on the lure and casted his line in the river. The bob dropped with an audible plop and rippled the water around it. “And now to play the waiting game” Travis said to himself sitting back.

As he waited, Travis wiggled his legs back forth stretched out on his butt. He hadn’t had a bit in a while. His feet were started to cramp up from his current position. It was like his sneakers had a vice grip on his toes. Those weren’t the only things feeling constricting though he noticed. His shirt and shorts started feeling along more snug than when he put them on this morning. “Man I guess I’ve let myself go” he said looking down at his distended belly. He was always this big, right? Travis shook his head of those thoughts as the rod shook. “I got something!” he shouted triumphantly. He started to reel the line in slowly remembering all the techniques his grandpa taught him. “Give it some slack…..now reel in for the kill….some more slack….reel” he repeated. He started drooling thinking of how good the fish would taste. He could hardly waited to sing his fangs- no, teeth in it. Much larger hands tightened their grip on the fishing rod as brain hair started covering the tops of them. The same hair was spreading out from underneath Travis’ shirt and shorts. “C’mere fishy fishy fishy” Travis said dazedly. His new, longer tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked his growing muzzle. Just then a loud tearing sound could be heard and Travis finally felt relief in his feet. Clawed toes pokes through his destroyed sneakers plumping up and gaining a rubbery padding on the sole. By now the fur-like hair had overtaken much of Travis’ upper body spreading up to his face now. The fish finally reeled in, Travis sat down on a much bigger rump exposing a rub of growing flesh by his tailbone. His nose sniffed the morsel as darkened more as he did to a complete black. His shirt couldn’t support his new weight and started tearing all over. The same happening to his short starting from the back as his newly ursine butt poked through the tattered remains. The same black padding covering Travis’ soles poked through on his palms as his fingernails darkened and extending out into claws. As Travis leaned in to take a bite of his catch his face extended out more and more closing the distance rather quickly as he took a triumphant bite. His clothes lie on the ground, ruined, with his hat only remaining atop his head. The strange totem he picked up earlier seemed to have grown with him and the string fit perfectly around his much larger neck. Travis finished off the fish rather quickly but he stomach growled for more. Equipment forgotten, he headed into shallow end of the river to try out a new way of fishing. Coming to Outskirt Forest, the young cameraman hoped to uncover its hidden mysteries behind strange sightings. While those may have been a hoax, he found a much better mystery. It’s a shame he never recorded it. Not like his new mind or hands could ever figure out how to work a camera. After satiating his grizzly appetite, Travis abandoned his gear to find shelter in the woods. At some point the totem string snapped and dropped from around his neck back onto the forest floor. END

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