Here's my first attempt at a story for the list.. It isn't quite your 
average transformation story, but I think it works.. ;) Comments, 
flames, and editing all welcome. 

                           Reality Slips
                          by Daniel Boese

  Reality's a lot more plastic for me these days than it used to be. And 
it's all thanks to a few people I've never met, though I've come to know 
them well.
 I first 'met' "kEf", oh, three months ago now. It was through the 
Internet, on what's called a "MUD"; a sort of pre-virtual reality, where 
everything is written out instead of pictured, typed instead of moused. 
There's hundreds of MUDs, most devoted to specific interest groups: Star 
Trek, comic books, Dungeons & Dragons, and on and on. The MUD we found 
each other on is devoted to "furries", a pleasant group of people who 
enjoy part-animal, part-human beings, from Bugs Bunny to Peter Rabbit to 
thousands of their own creation.
 We did the usual social maneuvering, and eventually he introduced me to 
a subgroup on the MUD called "The Inner Walk"... a group devoted to 
finding out, personally, what limits there are on hypnosis. I already 
knew enough about hypnosis to ignore all those TV hypnotists who just 
wave their hands and <boom>, you're asleep. I found out much, much more 
over the coming months, though.
 After doing some reading, I decided to hypnotize myself. It was quite 
simple, actually; I simply tensed and relaxed all my muscles in turn, 
lying on my back, and started to daydream. Not quite just letting my 
mind wander, though; I directed it to certain repetitive images, 
relaxing sounds, and so on. Eventually, I was drifting, almost asleep. 
That was what I was told was the actual trance state, so I gave myself a 
quick suggestion: "I'll be unable to pull my hands apart when..."
 Just then, I was conveniently interrupted, and woken up, by the phone. 
After I hung up, I leaned back in a chair and thought about the self- 
hypnosis I'd just missed, hands behind my head. After a while I shrugged 
to myself and stood up, planning on making some spaghetti for supper. 
Somehow, though, my knuckles had locked; no matter how I wriggled my 
fingers or pulled on my hands, they were locked together! I even tried 
soaping them apart before I recalled the last sentence I'd told myself 
while in a trance...
 Exulted, I laughed to myself and headed to my computer, intent on 
sharing my discover with my Inner Walk friends. I had to wait for twenty 
minutes, though, to re-hypnotize myself and remove the suggestion before 
I could type, though.

 After two weeks of simple commands to myself like the first one, kEf 
had a brainstorm: Hypnotize ourselves so that whenever we saw a certain 
word while on the MUD, such as "villosus" or "persiflage", we'd go back 
into our trance states; everything we saw on the MUD from then on until 
we woke up would be "valid input." To shorten the story, it worked 
beautifully.. We were regular little compu-hypnotists from then on.
 The breakthrough came, as it often does, by accident. I was in a trance 
with kEf mentioning something about improving myself, when a stranger, 
"Valmil", walked in. Not knowing what was going on at the time, he asked 
me something about my tail (My MUD analogue was currently a humanoid fox 
at the time). To kEf's surprise, I responded, still in the trance.. Once 
Valmil left, kEf asked more about my tail, a simple fox's brush growing 
out of my rear end. He quickly woke me up, and to my shock, I still had 
the tail!
 It seemed an ordinary tail, with russet and white fur, under my control 
as much as my legs and eyes were. I stroked it, tugged it, dropped a 
book on it, and felt everything it touched.. Still not quite believing 
in it, even though it was somewhat sore, I used it to push the power 
button on my radio. Sure enough, the local rock station started 
blaring.. the tail was real!
 Unfortunately, it was also really uncomfortable, thanks to pants and 
underwear. I manually tucked the tail down my pantsleg, and logged back 
into the MUD. fEk was kind enough to hypnotize me and remove the tail. 
However, he also told me that I had fox's ears and that I thought them a 
perfectly natural part of my body, not exceptional at all. And so I 
logged off and went grocery shopping, paying no attention at all to 
everybody's pointed ears, on top of their heads.
 Yesterday I was a dolphin, and the whole world was a beautiful 
underwater seascape. Today I am a beeswarm, all other people also hives, 
mingling. And tomorrow? Perhaps a fox, maybe an eagle... possibly even a 
human.