Smartest Birb-brain (Proofread) Draft (Patreon)

MasterQ let out another sigh at his phone. Just as he was about to put his phone down, he heard the familiar ping from discord and a red dot next to a profile pic of a minotaur girl appeared.

“Another message from Nick? He already sent me three other stories to proofread, he didn’t manage to pump out four stories in two days now?” He mumbled to himself. MasterQ had been receiving some very lengthy stories from his friend Nick at breakneck speeds. He was astonished at how he was able to write so many stories in such a short period of time.

“I’ve just finished with his last work, now what is this one about?” He let out as he opened the Google-Doc, as he did so many times before. It thankfully didn’t seem too long, only around 1805 words, which seemed manageable. “You know what, I have time for one more. Let’s proofread this thing real quick and then I’ll call Hera… I mean Lady Hera. Not sure what she wanted to do, but I have an hour till then.”

“The pic is cute too… Wait…” MasterQ halted for a moment to think. “Didn’t Nick say something recently about how I would be a great fit for a smart looking Harpy? Did he seriously find this picture just for me? Damn, he really is an overachiever.”

Indeed, the pic attached to the story was of a very studious looking harpy. She had brown feathers, wore some victorian era clothing, and had a pair of cute glasses on top of that. MasterQ stretched a bit before starting to read what was before him. Though he was stumped by the very first sentence. “MasterQ let out a sigh at his phone- wait just a second. He wrote a story about me?” Sure, that was weird, but it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Nick to write stories about his friends getting transformed.

But reading the next paragraph caused his heart to skip a beat. “Another message from Nick… Wait! Hold up, that’s- that’s exactly what I said! What’s going on here!” He began to freak out a bit and started to look around the room frantically.

Yet no one was there. Only he himself was in the room with just a gentle breeze of his opened window flowing through the room. There was no need for concern in any way, so he sat back down and started reading the caption, just like he always did.

“What…? I mean…yes I am calm now, but…” MasterQ let out, confused about what had just happened. But he had already forgotten what caused him concern in the first place, since he was just that invested in the main character of the story already. That was because the main character of the story reminded him a lot about himself.

“Ha, yeah… he does sound quite a bit like me. Reading stories about people being…” MasterQ stopped for a sec as he felt a little uneasy. It was simply because he was feeling a little under the weather that day and not because of the feathers on his arms. “Wait, feathers!?” He exclaimed but more in a… uh… “startled” way, like he just remembered he had them.

MasterQ swore that the letters and words near the bottom of the page were changing in some way but that was entirely his imagination. He lamented the fact that proofing a story without fingers would prove a difficult task. It didn’t help that his long hair was covering his face. “Alright, something is-” And then he remembered nothing was wrong and got back to proofing the story.

He tried to touch his keyboard with his hands, but for some reason, he just couldn’t. Well, it's not that he didn’t feel the keyboard underneath, it just felt like a blanket was between his fingers and it, making it nearly impossible to accurately type.

And a single glance downward told him everything, as he could see what was left of his fingers fusing together and getting overgrown with thick, brown feathers that also continued to spread down his arms and even to the sides, like the wings of Harpies he had read so much about. Well, actually they looked a lot like the wings of the harpy in the picture of the caption now that he was looking at it a bit more closely…

MasterQ blinked and as he opened his eyes, his vision became incredibly blurry. “What the- my contacts!” He exclaimed. He tried to reach down and feel his way for them, but with his arms now large wings, that became a fruitless endeavor. Fortunately for him, he remembered that he was wearing glasses that day. MasterQ’s vision became clear again. He adjusted these new glasses with his wings.

The screen’s light had dimmed a little due to inactivity, allowing MasterQ to see his reflection. He admired that the picture of himself looked just like him except for his chest and waist, and lack of talons. “I see that’s- the self-portrait I commissioned.” He gasped and placed his wings over his mouth. “Wait! I didn’t say that!”

“Nonsense. I always mean what I say. And this self portrait really makes my new haircut look even more fluffy than I initially thought~ I really am cute like this, Tehe~” MasterQ let out with a smile, and his expression immediately twisted in shock when he realized the words he had spoken.

Even though he was at first against it, he needed to take a look into the mirror next to him really quickly. As much as it pained him to see his face shift around into a new, feminine and round form, he did have to admit that he did in fact look really cute like this. And with his hair growing rapidly until it restyled itself into a cute bob cut, he could have easily been mistaken for a girl by now. Well, except that he was still huge even compared to other men, but that was about to change.

“I guess I do look quite- ugh….” MasterQ grabbed his chest. He felt some intense pressure building up in it and whatever it was, it was causing his tummy to feel uneasy to. Yet, he didn’t feel discomfort from any of this, it actually felt… wonderful. He couldn’t help to admire the perky pair of d-cup boobs on his chest. “Oooo, these are a bit heavy….” …his b-cup boobs on his chest. “Yeah, that feels much- wait a second! When did they get so big? I mean, they are still small, but I was so flat as a teenager!”

MasterQ giggled a little, bouncing a bit to see how exactly his chest would move. He couldn’t help but blush as he tried to feel around his boobs, though that also proved to be a bit tricky due to the size of his wings. “Now, oh right! Where was in the story? Alright so MasterQ gets some boobs and their size changes a few times. Hmmm, that name sounds oddly like mine though….”

Yet once again he got sidetracked by a weird feeling in his body, this time along his feet below the desk. He couldn’t help but shimmey in his chair, weirdly good feeling tingles spreading all across his legs and especially his feet. “What is happening down there…?”

As he rolled his chair back to check, he noticed that he was no longer wearing his usual slippers and his feet therefore made direct contact with the ground. MasterQ pushed his chair backwards and stood up to check once and for all what weird stuff was happening down there now, but immediately stumbled and landed back in his chair, but with a bit more cushin than he remembered.

It was clear by this point that his feet had changed, the surprising part was, by how much. He definitely didn’t remember having clean, smooth and thick thighs that transitioned into beautiful talons that he now sported instead of human feet. It was a complete transformation, or was it? In fact, she couldn’t remember a time where she didn’t have the prettiest wings combined with the sexiest talons.

“Wait?!? SHE?!?” MasterQ asked, his gaze diving down to ‘his?’ privates to check on their most precious. She searched down there, but found nothing out of the ordinary, or at least she thought. “Huh… I need to stop being distracted and finish proofing the story”.

MistressQ returned to reading the story, finding it odd that Nick would write a story about a human male version of herself turning into…herself. Why would he write this anyway? It just seemed so strange to her. But it was all in her head of course, she also knew that someone was at the door and she had to let that person in.

MistressQ stood up from her chair and walked up to the door. She struggled to open it at first as she was using her wings, but she quickly realized her mistake and used her talons like any other harpy. She opened the door to find… no one.

“Ara ara~ How’s my favorite harpy doing?” MistressQ heard a voice speaking from behind her. She turned around and came face to face with the goddess of MILFs herself, Hera.
“Oh, Lady Hera!” MistressQ gave a bow to her goddess. “I was not expecting you!”

“Oh really? I thought I told you that I wanted to hang out with you today~” Hera spoke in her caring but powerfully godly voice, but MistressQ didn’t even flinch at that. Yeah, she was kinda used to the antics of her best friend for a while now.

“I know. I just didn’t expect you to come over.” MistressQ shook her head and adjusted the glasses on her nose. “So I am guessing that you and Nick… I mean Nicole worked together on that story i just proofed?”

“Oh? You are already done? You are as fast as ever, my dearest friend~” Hera chimed, sounding absolutely delighted by that news.

“So, do you mind telling me who I was before you turned me into a harpy?” MistressQ asked with an unamused look on her face.

“Eh~ Whatever do you mean?” Hera asked, totally not sweating at all and MistressQ suddenly stopped caring about…
“What I mean is- uh, what was I referring to?” MistressQ’s mind when blanked for a moment. Hera let out a sigh of both relief though MistressQ got the hint of some guilt in it as well.

“I believe you are quite exhausted from the sheer length of Nicole’s story. Why don’t we go get a drink?” Hera offered.
“Um, sure. Why not use your godly powers to conjure us some drinks, Lady Hera?”
“Oh hohoho. I’m a goddess, not a genie, birdbrain!”

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Hey, MistressQ, if your are reading this: Sorry, but i am not sorry about what I did to you~ You are the cutest and smartest Provereader I have~

This story was a collab with the amazing Nimue64 and will be released later on his chanel on Deviant Art. 

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