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I have a very important preface to make before this pic's story.

As with every character based on some other character I've done in the past, the GDU incarnation of Rion is NOT the same "joke" character Jen and I came up with. Any picture/story featuring Ultimate!Rion will have "GDU" in the title. If you ever write a GDU vignette, try to keep straight the differences in their personalities. Always ask the creator -me, in this case- if you're unsure of something.

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Rion thought the whole idea was meant as some form of weird torture when Sasha brought it up. Going shopping to restore the confidence of a man turned into a wolfwoman? It was pure insanity.

But holy shit did it work. Of course, as it turned out, it was only one part of Sasha's plan. The massive jagwere woman had a unique sense for how to deal with a situation that could not be denied - it's no wonder she was held in such high regard back on Jade. She'd barely had enough time to get sued to the most basic differences between Earth and Jade, and she was already fully capable of applying what she knew to the problems of people in this world.

Rion was a little freaked out by the notion of being forced into a clothes shopping trip - she was wearing baggy clothes to HIDE what she had. She was apparently pretty plain by werewolf averages, but the wolves still tended to outdo most others in the body department, and Rion was no exception to this. She went to great lengths to keep herself unnoticed.

She only got more nervous when they picked up this Britanny'Gia woman - a werecheetah who had apparently been such her entire life. And who seemed to get WAY too into the whole idea of going shopping like this.

Sari, the other less musclebound jagwere woman, had been recruited to assist and seemed like the only one who clued in to Rion's apprehension....Yet did nothing to quell the insanity.

The clothing store was apparently used to lycanthropes already thanks to Mrs. Gia, and had been transforming itself into a store that specialized in clothing for lycanthropes. So the selection of clothes that fit was quite large, much to Rion's dismay - she'd been hoping lack of options(a common issue facing lycanthropes) would end the idea before it went too far.

Sadly, the next hour was a flurry of so many different outfits and clothing styles that Rion had lost count - and any implication of masculinity that Sasha's muscles gave off died the moment she entered the store. She got into it with just as much energy as the werecheetah, while Sari kind of held back and occasionally pointed something out to the other two - sometimes it was rejected outright, sometimes they gave it a shot.

The worst part? Most of what they put her in were the most stereotypically feminine outfits you could imagine. Rion had been put in the poofiest dresses she'd ever seen with so many frills that sometimes she couldn't even be seen underneath it. It was like a cruel joke, with every outfit grating on her nerves that little bit more. After every outfit Sasha would step back and regard her, then whispers a few things to Mrs. Gia(which Sari clearly picked up with her jagwere hearing - which Rion figured was quite deliberate) before moving on - they'd stopped asking Rion what she felt after the third outfit.

What Rion didn't realize until later was that Sasha was not regarding the outfit, she was regarding Rion herself.

Then the snapping point came. Mrs. Gia came out with another dress - far from the frilliest thing she had been forced into, the problem was more what this particular outfit represented; It was a wedding gown. From an empirical standpoint, a very pretty one. But SERIOUSLY?!

"Okay, enough of this shit! What the hell is the point of all this?! You dragged me out of the classroom, over to this clothing store and put me in all this shit with no care for my own opinion! I'm a guy who's been stuck in a woman's body completely against his will, and you think the smart move is to just throw me in the most feminine shit you can think of?! I'd have broken arms and gotten the hell out if Sasha wasn't able to snap my arm in half with her middle fucking finger!"

The sudden trio of smirks sent a chill down Rion's spine - they reacted as if they expected this.

"The point," Sasha said as she stepped forward, "is exactly that. This whole situation has given you a SEVERE confidence problem. Step one to overcoming that is finding SOMETHING you'll stand up for yourself for."

Holy shit - she had literally just played right into Sasha's hands on this.

"Sari, would you find us some things that MISS Rion might actually be a little more comfortable with?"

Sari then looked at Rion as if expecting a response. Sari soon made it clear she WAS waiting for a response with an impatient, "Well?"

"Well, what?"

"What kind of outfit would you be more comfortable in?"

"Anything not feminine that doesn't show off my body."

Sari facepalmed, "Look, kiddo, as much as you may not like it, you're stuck like this. There's been no indication that Anomalies can be fixed, so you might as well try to enjoy it."

"And how am I supposed to enjoy being a woman when I spent the first 18 years of my life as a guy?!"

"Take a look at me, kid. Do you think a bitch like me has stereotypically feminine hobbies? I ride bikes, I fix bikes, and while I admit to enjoying the looks I get wearing stuff like this, I'm more than willing to knock out the assholes who can't understand the concept of 'look but don't touch.' I wouldn't be happy if I got turned into a guy, but it wouldn't stop me from doing the shit I love, no more than this stops you from the same."

Rion really had no response to that, until a light came on in Sasha's head.

"I suspected this - what Rion needs isn't a reminder of the fact that being changed doesn't mean she can't do anything, but instead something that more strongly connected her to her lost masculinity without spoiling anything else..."

This piqued Rion's interest, "How would you do something like that?"

Sasha then procured a small vial from her pocket, containing an orange liquid. Almost looked like orange juice, except it was...bubbling?

"One of my big loves in life is consuming potions like these. This is a strength potion for women - they're rather rare because they're tough to brew, and I've had so many of them that I can't just take them when I find them anymore - I need some time to myself to get used to the strength boost so I don't cause any harm afterwards."

"So, your strength is all down to magical steroids?" Sari inquired - surprisingly getting a chuckle out of Rion. The comment was lost on Sasha though, but given the context she could teleol these "Steroid" things were frowned upon around here. But back to business.

"This will permanently boost your strength - by how much I cannot say. All of these types of potions effect me the same due to how many I've had affecting my aura, but things like the skill of the brewer, the magical power of the user, and an infinite number of smaller things influence how they effect most people. Miss Rion, I think it will be of great benefit to you to have a little boost - to remind you of what you've kept by becoming a WEREWOLF woman."

With that, Sasha tossed the vial over to Rion. She had to think about it for a bit - for all she knew, Sasha got sick of her shit and was giving her poison. But no, she came here to help and has to know she wouldn't get away with something like that. It could just be another mind game designed to test her confidence.

But...something in the back of Rion's mind told her Sasha could be trusted on this. That she was telling the truth. And, frankly, the idea of boosting her strength did sound a bit appealing - after the change, Rion wasn't quite up to the same level of strength as the average werewolf woman. That HAD been itching at her mind a bit. So a boost like this might just help. It certainly couldn't hurt.

So Rion pulled out the cork and drank it dow- HOLY SHIT.

The electric feeling running through her body was not painful, rather it was exhilarating. She could feel every muscle in her body expanding rapidly, and it felt REALLY DAMN GOOD. No wonder Sasha sought out these things.

Sadly, it was over far too quickly, and the completion of the effect also brought a couple of other changes to Rion's attention.

First, her chest had expanded considerably - and not just the muscles, but the two globes of fat on her chest had swelled up a great deal - Rion didn't know enough about sizes to make even a guess at how big they were. Her rear had also grown, as had her hips giving her quite a figure to go along with her newfound muscles.

Speaking of which, those muscles had grown by more than she had expected - she made the strongest werelions look like rats!

She still wasn't quite up to Sasha's size, though - but the woman had been taking these things for decades.

All Rion knew was that she loved this. For the first time since the event occurred, she liked what she saw in the nearby mirror. The enhancement of her feminine traits did nothing to detract from the expanded musculature - in fact, they improved it quite a bit.

She wasn't quite ready to say it out loud yet, but if this is real, and not a dream, then Rion was actually finding herself HAPPY to be a woman.

The remaining few hours at the store were much more enjoyable. Sasha had been right on all accounts - Rion felt more confident now than she ever had as a guy, and they found some stuff that she found she enjoyed. She came to have an appreciation for Sasha's showy biker style, even though Rion herself had not major interest in motorcycles(despite Sari's attempts to convince her while talking -a little too dreamily for Rion's tastes- about a jagwere superbike racer named Xero.

After the store, Sari and Britanny were dropped off at their homes, and Sasha invited Rion over to her place for, "one last piece of help."

Rion didn't consider herself ready to relate the details of what went on there, but suffice to say despite her initial shock at Sasha being so forward, it was a night to remember. The day in retrospect was the best evening of Rion's life - in one day she had come to terms with her change, found herself ready to face life again, and discovered she found being a lesbian to be a very enjoyable experience. It seemed suitable for her to be such given her past, and in a way that was quite a relief. The rumors about Sasha being legendary in bed turned out to be quite true - Rion found herself wondering if Sasha often used sexual methods to solve problem, or if she might actually have a shot with the musclebound jagwere woman.

And to think, the best evening of her life started with her being forced to try and woman's dresses. In retrospect a couple of the outfit, like the Zelda and Saber costumes, weren't all that bad. But Rion had her doubts she'd ever be wearing such things again.

Okay, maybe the Saber dress with real armor would be nice. But that's all.

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Rion belongs to me and my fiancee, Jen.

Art drawn by the awesomely talented Jaeh: www.furaffinity.net/user/Jaeh

Description
I have a very important preface to make before this pic's story.

As with every character based on some other character I've done in the past, the GDU incarnation of Rion is NOT the same "joke" character Jen and I came up with. Any picture/story featuring Ultimate!Rion will have "GDU" in the title. If you ever write a GDU vignette, try to keep straight the differences in their personalities. Always ask the creator -me, in this case- if you're unsure of something.

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Rion thought the whole idea was meant as some form of weird torture when Sasha brought it up. Going shopping to restore the confidence of a man turned into a wolfwoman? It was pure insanity.

But holy shit did it work. Of course, as it turned out, it was only one part of Sasha's plan. The massive jagwere woman had a unique sense for how to deal with a situation that could not be denied - it's no wonder she was held in such high regard back on Jade. She'd barely had enough time to get sued to the most basic differences between Earth and Jade, and she was already fully capable of applying what she knew to the problems of people in this world.

Rion was a little freaked out by the notion of being forced into a clothes shopping trip - she was wearing baggy clothes to HIDE what she had. She was apparently pretty plain by werewolf averages, but the wolves still tended to outdo most others in the body department, and Rion was no exception to this. She went to great lengths to keep herself unnoticed.

She only got more nervous when they picked up this Britanny'Gia woman - a werecheetah who had apparently been such her entire life. And who seemed to get WAY too into the whole idea of going shopping like this.

Sari, the other less musclebound jagwere woman, had been recruited to assist and seemed like the only one who clued in to Rion's apprehension....Yet did nothing to quell the insanity.

The clothing store was apparently used to lycanthropes already thanks to Mrs. Gia, and had been transforming itself into a store that specialized in clothing for lycanthropes. So the selection of clothes that fit was quite large, much to Rion's dismay - she'd been hoping lack of options(a common issue facing lycanthropes) would end the idea before it went too far.

Sadly, the next hour was a flurry of so many different outfits and clothing styles that Rion had lost count - and any implication of masculinity that Sasha's muscles gave off died the moment she entered the store. She got into it with just as much energy as the werecheetah, while Sari kind of held back and occasionally pointed something out to the other two - sometimes it was rejected outright, sometimes they gave it a shot.

The worst part? Most of what they put her in were the most stereotypically feminine outfits you could imagine. Rion had been put in the poofiest dresses she'd ever seen with so many frills that sometimes she couldn't even be seen underneath it. It was like a cruel joke, with every outfit grating on her nerves that little bit more. After every outfit Sasha would step back and regard her, then whispers a few things to Mrs. Gia(which Sari clearly picked up with her jagwere hearing - which Rion figured was quite deliberate) before moving on - they'd stopped asking Rion what she felt after the third outfit.

What Rion didn't realize until later was that Sasha was not regarding the outfit, she was regarding Rion herself.

Then the snapping point came. Mrs. Gia came out with another dress - far from the frilliest thing she had been forced into, the problem was more what this particular outfit represented; It was a wedding gown. From an empirical standpoint, a very pretty one. But SERIOUSLY?!

"Okay, enough of this shit! What the hell is the point of all this?! You dragged me out of the classroom, over to this clothing store and put me in all this shit with no care for my own opinion! I'm a guy who's been stuck in a woman's body completely against his will, and you think the smart move is to just throw me in the most feminine shit you can think of?! I'd have broken arms and gotten the hell out if Sasha wasn't able to snap my arm in half with her middle fucking finger!"

The sudden trio of smirks sent a chill down Rion's spine - they reacted as if they expected this.

"The point," Sasha said as she stepped forward, "is exactly that. This whole situation has given you a SEVERE confidence problem. Step one to overcoming that is finding SOMETHING you'll stand up for yourself for."

Holy shit - she had literally just played right into Sasha's hands on this.

"Sari, would you find us some things that MISS Rion might actually be a little more comfortable with?"

Sari then looked at Rion as if expecting a response. Sari soon made it clear she WAS waiting for a response with an impatient, "Well?"

"Well, what?"

"What kind of outfit would you be more comfortable in?"

"Anything not feminine that doesn't show off my body."

Sari facepalmed, "Look, kiddo, as much as you may not like it, you're stuck like this. There's been no indication that Anomalies can be fixed, so you might as well try to enjoy it."

"And how am I supposed to enjoy being a woman when I spent the first 18 years of my life as a guy?!"

"Take a look at me, kid. Do you think a bitch like me has stereotypically feminine hobbies? I ride bikes, I fix bikes, and while I admit to enjoying the looks I get wearing stuff like this, I'm more than willing to knock out the assholes who can't understand the concept of 'look but don't touch.' I wouldn't be happy if I got turned into a guy, but it wouldn't stop me from doing the shit I love, no more than this stops you from the same."

Rion really had no response to that, until a light came on in Sasha's head.

"I suspected this - what Rion needs isn't a reminder of the fact that being changed doesn't mean she can't do anything, but instead something that more strongly connected her to her lost masculinity without spoiling anything else..."

This piqued Rion's interest, "How would you do something like that?"

Sasha then procured a small vial from her pocket, containing an orange liquid. Almost looked like orange juice, except it was...bubbling?

"One of my big loves in life is consuming potions like these. This is a strength potion for women - they're rather rare because they're tough to brew, and I've had so many of them that I can't just take them when I find them anymore - I need some time to myself to get used to the strength boost so I don't cause any harm afterwards."

"So, your strength is all down to magical steroids?" Sari inquired - surprisingly getting a chuckle out of Rion. The comment was lost on Sasha though, but given the context she could teleol these "Steroid" things were frowned upon around here. But back to business.

"This will permanently boost your strength - by how much I cannot say. All of these types of potions effect me the same due to how many I've had affecting my aura, but things like the skill of the brewer, the magical power of the user, and an infinite number of smaller things influence how they effect most people. Miss Rion, I think it will be of great benefit to you to have a little boost - to remind you of what you've kept by becoming a WEREWOLF woman."

With that, Sasha tossed the vial over to Rion. She had to think about it for a bit - for all she knew, Sasha got sick of her shit and was giving her poison. But no, she came here to help and has to know she wouldn't get away with something like that. It could just be another mind game designed to test her confidence.

But...something in the back of Rion's mind told her Sasha could be trusted on this. That she was telling the truth. And, frankly, the idea of boosting her strength did sound a bit appealing - after the change, Rion wasn't quite up to the same level of strength as the average werewolf woman. That HAD been itching at her mind a bit. So a boost like this might just help. It certainly couldn't hurt.

So Rion pulled out the cork and drank it dow- HOLY SHIT.

The electric feeling running through her body was not painful, rather it was exhilarating. She could feel every muscle in her body expanding rapidly, and it felt REALLY DAMN GOOD. No wonder Sasha sought out these things.

Sadly, it was over far too quickly, and the completion of the effect also brought a couple of other changes to Rion's attention.

First, her chest had expanded considerably - and not just the muscles, but the two globes of fat on her chest had swelled up a great deal - Rion didn't know enough about sizes to make even a guess at how big they were. Her rear had also grown, as had her hips giving her quite a figure to go along with her newfound muscles.

Speaking of which, those muscles had grown by more than she had expected - she made the strongest werelions look like rats!

She still wasn't quite up to Sasha's size, though - but the woman had been taking these things for decades.

All Rion knew was that she loved this. For the first time since the event occurred, she liked what she saw in the nearby mirror. The enhancement of her feminine traits did nothing to detract from the expanded musculature - in fact, they improved it quite a bit.

She wasn't quite ready to say it out loud yet, but if this is real, and not a dream, then Rion was actually finding herself HAPPY to be a woman.

The remaining few hours at the store were much more enjoyable. Sasha had been right on all accounts - Rion felt more confident now than she ever had as a guy, and they found some stuff that she found she enjoyed. She came to have an appreciation for Sasha's showy biker style, even though Rion herself had not major interest in motorcycles(despite Sari's attempts to convince her while talking -a little too dreamily for Rion's tastes- about a jagwere superbike racer named Xero.

After the store, Sari and Britanny were dropped off at their homes, and Sasha invited Rion over to her place for, "one last piece of help."

Rion didn't consider herself ready to relate the details of what went on there, but suffice to say despite her initial shock at Sasha being so forward, it was a night to remember. The day in retrospect was the best evening of Rion's life - in one day she had come to terms with her change, found herself ready to face life again, and discovered she found being a lesbian to be a very enjoyable experience. It seemed suitable for her to be such given her past, and in a way that was quite a relief. The rumors about Sasha being legendary in bed turned out to be quite true - Rion found herself wondering if Sasha often used sexual methods to solve problem, or if she might actually have a shot with the musclebound jagwere woman.

And to think, the best evening of her life started with her being forced to try and woman's dresses. In retrospect a couple of the outfit, like the Zelda and Saber costumes, weren't all that bad. But Rion had her doubts she'd ever be wearing such things again.

Okay, maybe the Saber dress with real armor would be nice. But that's all.

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Rion belongs to me and my fiancee, Jen.

Art drawn by the awesomely talented Jaeh: www.furaffinity.net/user/Jaeh