The Trouble with Transformations
"C’mon, Twi, that spell was a breeze the last time!"
Rainbow Dash leaned in through the door of the library, ignoring her friend’s sigh of exasperation. It was a breeze! One little flick of her horn and bam! They were Breezies! If Twilight could shrink them down to those miniature creatures then how much more difficult could it be to turn just one into a species of roughly the same size. Besides, it’d be a chance for her to study gryphon anatomy up close… or something.
"Rainbow, you know I’d love nothing more than to pander to every request you make." Hurt welled up in the pegasus suddenly, at her friend’s sour tone. Perhaps seeing this, Twilight suddenly softened her expression and tone. "I’m sorry, I’ve just been working so hard to figure out this chest lately."
She could smell it, that tea Twilight liked to make. It smelled kind of like a cross between liquorice and hay, or something earthy like hay. Which meant that there had to be a pot of tea nearby and, sure enough, a quick glance over the mare’s shoulders revealed a steaming pot and cup on the table next to the low couch near the back of the library’s living space.
"Uh-huh? Workin’ real hard there." Rocking to and fro on her hooves, Rainbow offered a smug grin at the sudden look of surprise on Twilight’s face.
"Yes… But… I was just taking a break today! I know I’m a princess and I have certain duties but even I-"
"Relax, Twi." She said, waving a hand at her friend. "You work harder than anypony, you deserve a little time off." Just as she expected, Twilight’s features softened again and she gave the pegasus a smile. "Which is exactly why you should be able to spare five minutes to cast one little spell on me! Please!"
Twilight’s mouth worked silently as she struggled to find the words to respond to the accusation. Of course, Rainbow Dash knew that she had backed her into a corner. The transformation spell really had been easy the last time around and even if she didn’t want to spend her day taking measurements and readings and whatnot, it meant more time for Dash to acclimate to the body. She shivered just thinking about it: sleek, graceful, powerful! She’d make the perfect gryphon.
Finally there was a sigh from her friend and Twilight gave a long-suffering smile. "Just promise me you won’t ask for any more spells for at least a few months."
Uncaring for her shriek or the way her wings bulged against her grip, Rainbow dived forwards to take Twilight up in a tight hug. Whatever criticism anypony could lay at her, inconsideration for her friends was never one. Sometimes she could even put Rarity to shame with her generosity!
"You’re the best, Twi!" Safe in the knowledge that she was behind closed doors, Rainbow punctuated her exuberant outburst with a twirl, Twilight giggling all the while. She was the best.
"Don’t praise me just yet!" Twilight cautioned, finally managing to break free of the hug. Smoothing her shirt, she cleared her throat. Rainbow knew exactly what it meant: she was adopting her lecturing tone. "While yes, casting the polymorphism spell was easy last time, that was because I had access to the other species on hand. Without a gryphon here whose form I could work off of, this is going to be more difficult. It may not even work at all." The last came out twinged with a small note of sorrow.
It did nothing to deter Rainbow’s excitement, who eagerly followed as Twilight led her back to the couch. Of course, she did come prepared for just this eventuality and rummaging about in the pocket of her hoodie, Rainbow found what she was looking for – a white and purple feather.
At Twilight’s questioning look she held it forth. "Gilda… she gave me this a while ago, after we finished flight camp." Slowly turning it in the light, the feather glimmered slightly and the purple end wavered between purple and white.
"It’s beautiful." Twilight remarked quietly, gently taking it when offered. "Rainbow, I’m sorry that-"
"It’s fine." No sense in opening that wound when it was healing so well. "I have you guys and you’re good friends."
For a moment longer Twilight met Rainbow’s eyes, her own eyelids falling into a frown before she looked back down a the feather. Rainbow dearly hoped she wouldn’t suggest a reason for her wanting to turn into a gryphon. The memory of Gilda blowing up at Pinkie was still too raw but she had resolutely set that chapter of her life behind herself; true friends treated others with respect.
Thankfully Twilight just smiled and nodded and the pegasus’ heart calmed.
"This should definitely help me map the physiology but I can’t promise it’ll work." She was holding the feather close to herself, scrutinising it like it was another of her experiments.
"I know you’ll do your best and that’s always more than enough." And it was. The only times Twilight ever seemed to fail were where they didn’t believe in her. She’d already proved she had it in her to pull off a spell like this, Rainbow had to believe she could do it again.
Nodding resolutely, Twilight shut her eyes and appeared, to Rainbow at least, to lie back and relax. With a suddenness that took the pegasus by surprise, Twilight’s horn lit up. The light from it rapidly expanded outward like a bubble, encompassing Rainbow Dash and levitating her into the air.
Okay, Rainbow, she thought to herself, nothing to worry about, just a standard magical field… thingy.
Her wings still flared out reflexively but caught as she was they did little good. A few seconds proved that she was stable enough but it was still difficult to fight the instinct to balance herself.
A thin filament of magic coursed from Twilight’s horn towards the feather and Rainbow watched with rapt attention as it enveloped the small object. The unicorn frowned suddenly, turning her head to one side and the stream of magic intensified. Feather levitating out of her gentle grip, Twilight looked up with eyes still shut and her stream of magic still intensifying. The air around it crackled with energy, purplish-pink arcs of energy lifting off it as the mare grit her teeth.
"Uh… Twi?" Rainbow nervously asked, looking between the purple glow in her friend’s hands and her face.
But there was no response. Twilight merely stopped her magical stream suddenly and looked up, meeting Rainbow Dash’s eyes. Then they slowly shut and Rainbow felt every muscle in her body tighten up. Any second now…
The room reverberated with the sound of Twilight directing her magic at Rainbow Dash. It enveloped the mare entirely, from head to hoof and held her fast against any struggling. In her mind, Twilight could see it all – the joints and muscles, thick coat of hair and mane and tail that matched. Wings that were wide but delicate and thin. And one species. One pony.
Gryphons were a type of chimera, a melding of different species into a unified whole. Rainbow’s lower half would be leonine, her upper aquiline. The muscles of her haunches would be more powerful and all over she would be far more heavy. Her wings would need to be thicker and fuller and her chest and neck would sport them thickly. But it was the knitting together of two disparate species—one earthbound, the other of the skies—that was the most difficult. The feather had given her a grounding for the species but pulling them together to work just right…
Twilight gasped, momentarily losing herself before her magical grip resumed on the part-pony-part-gryphon.
For herself, Rainbow could only watch in amazement. Where once her legs tapered off into iron-hard hooves, they now thickened and the hoof twisted and flattened into a paw. It spread up and up, her thighs widening far beyond the physique she possessed as a pony. A tingling sensation rippled across her body, half pleasurable, half ticklish. It distracted her just enough to look off from the rest of the transformation.
But she could still feel it. She could feel the fingers of her hands lengthening to tapered points that would form claws. Wings flapped out from her body, their feathers multiplying rapidly until they were far thicker than any pegasus’ could be. Then her face – her mouth pulled outwards and bent into a curve. The beak. The rest was lost in small details that Rainbow couldn’t keep track of, either intently watching Twilight struggling to finish or distracted by the sensations of her own changing.
Her tail was the last part to change. It felt like it was being constricted tighter and tighter until it suddenly stopped and Twilight fell back on her couch with a gasp. Rainbow, unable to catch herself, collapsed to her knees. One claw was out on the table, steadying herself… A claw. She had a claw, not hands!
"Hey Twi, I think it worked." Her voice! It was scratchier and slightly deeper than it was. "What the hay? I didn’t think that’d change, too!" Taking deep breaths drew her attention to another matter: her chest felt heavier. A cursory look down revealed much: her breasts, before small and somewhat flat, had grown to a size to rival Fluttershy’s. "Whoah…" She murmured, gently hefting one in a claw. "Heh, not bad."
It was then that it struck her – she was naked. Her hips felt wider and obviously her expanded chest must’ve ripped the shirt, not to mention her thicker wings straining it. That was quickly followed by the knowledge that she was right in front of Twilight. And looking up, the mare quickly looked off with a fierce blush.
Noisily clearing her throat, Twilight pointed off in the direction of the stairs near the back of the library. "Uh, Rainbow, there’s some spare clothes in my bedroom as well as a mirror."
"Aww, c’mon Twi, you’ve seen me naked before." Standing up, Rainbow wobbled on her new paws before righting herself, albeit awkwardly. "Geeze, what’s with these things?"
"No, Rainbow, you really need to see yourself in a mirror." Twilight was still looking off, to Rainbow Dash’s continued amusement.
"Is this about my boobs? ’Cause they’re not that-"
"Please. Just… you really need to see yourself." She glanced back then, just quick enough for Dash to see the unicorn’s eyes widen and then snap shut.
"Alright, alright! Geeze." She muttered sullenly. "Whoah!" One step was all it took for her to realise just how different this new body was. Her hips had felt wider but trying to walk required a different balance than she was used to. Luckily, spreading her wings out helped steady herself.
Her tail felt different too. Flicking it around showed the thing was long and monotone like Gilda’s but the tuft at the end was rainbow-coloured like her old tail. Smooth and sleek, just as she expected, she could only hope that the crest of feathers on her head still bore the same colouration.
The walk up the stairs was a little difficult at first, trying to coordinate new limbs that bent differently. By the time she’d reached the top of the stairs Rainbow was feeling much more confident on her new legs and even dared to strut part of the way towards Twilight’s bedroom. It was with a little grin that she shut the door after herself, no doubt Twilight would just hate to see her naked again.
And sure enough, there was a long mirror near the window of the room that begged her to approach. Curiosity had welled up in Dash and she eagerly made her way over, pausing only when she was in full view.
Thankfully her crest was multi-coloured as her mane was but her face was slimmer and slightly rounder than it had been. She opened and closed her beak a number of times, remarking at how natural the movement felt despite how alien the appendage looked. Her neck was slender and bore a wide, thick tuft of feathers don to her chest, just above her bust. That was what caught her eyes most pointedly then. They were much larger than her breasts had been and Rainbow appreciatively ran a clawed hand under one before gently hefting it.
"Oh yeah, Rainbow, lookin’ good!" She mumbled, grinning. Her wings, too, had grown both in length and thickness. Still sky-blue, that much at least hadn’t changed. And her abdomen was as smooth as it had been but her hips… They practically ballooned out! She definitely wasn’t going to be pulling any stunts in this body but there was a certain appreciation to be taken in the look. Rarity had before remarked that mares with such figures were widely admired by stallions and would sometimes lament her own slender form.
But it was what lay nestled between her legs that unseat the mare-turned-gryphon. Where before she could safely have spotted the gentle curve of her vulva there was instead two rounded testicles and a fat sheath above them. Dizziness overcame her and she reached out, snapping a clawed hand onto the rim of the mirror. This… This couldn’t be happening. It wasn’t. She was just seeing something, probably still from the strain of the spell.
"Okay, Rainbow, just close your eyes, count to ten and… it’ll be gone." It’d have to be. She was a mare- female gryphon, not a male.
In spite of closing her eyes tightly, the sudden sensation that rose from between her legs continued. She could feel her new genitals, their warmth and presence. Eyes still shut, Rainbow moved a clawed hand in around her thigh and felt the area. Two furry balls and… a sheath…
"What… W-What the hay!" Chest heaving, breathing difficult, the gryphon slowly ran a claw along the edge of her testicles. There was a light, somewhat pleasurable tingling sensation that momentarily distracted her from the shock. They were real and more than that, they were responsive.
Curiosity won out and Rainbow reluctantly shifted her claw upwards, to the tip of her sheath. The sensitive flesh sent ripples of pleasure out as she touched upon it, leaving her legs feeling suddenly weak and limp. Then her claw moved in, parting the opening of the sheath until she felt it – a penis.
Her claw whipped back out, Dash gasping loudly as a mix of pleasure and confusion gripped her.
"Okay," she whispered,"okay. This… this is just a spell, remember? It’s temporary. Twi can undo it!" And then, as if a switch had been flipped in her, all the fear and horror melted away. "She can undo it."
Of course she could! This… All of this had to be the result of her not fully understanding gryphon physiology! She copied a Breezie before and used it on them but she didn’t have a whole gryphon this time. But she had plenty of ponies and even knew intimately pony physiology so turning her back wouldn’t be a problem!
Which meant that, safe in the knowledge that this was only temporary, she could enjoy it. Why not? How many times had a mare had the chance to not only experience the other side but both at the same time?
Her tongue flicked out over her beak as curiosity rose in her once again. Then, while barely thinking about it, Dash’s clawed hand snaked back over her thigh. She turned appreciatively from side to side, examining just how wide they’d become – certainly enough to put Applejack to shame. And then just like that an image of the mare came to mind. One of her offering a full view of those hips.
Dash felt her sheath swell up and her hand reflexively moved up to rub at it. A tiny moan brushed past her beak as the head peeked out. Was this what it felt like for stallions?
Shaking all over, a single clawed digit swiped over the tip. Only quick thought saw Rainbow silencing herself before a louder groan could escape. It was so strange! Every touch, no matter how small left a tingling wave of pleasure in its wake and saw more of her penis slip out and harden. Oh the way it began to stiffen… even that felt good! The way every heartbeat pumped more blood into it and made it throb in a gentle way that betrayed the power behind it.
When Dash slowly opened her eyes she saw she was sliding a claw over and around the head while tightly clutching one of her breasts. Her tongue snaked out over her beak again and she left her eyelids narrowed.
"Now this is what a real gryphon should be like." The words left her before she realised what she was saying. But it felt good. Right. Her clawed hand now stroked the semi-hard member that drooped from between her thick thighs. Fluid pooled at the tip and ran down the shaft, leaving an her stroking with greater ease and more pleasure.
Veins bulged around the sides as her cock finally came to full attention and Rainbow let her clawed hand fall away to watch the stiff thing bob freely in the air. A thick line of fluid dripped from it and just the sight had her thinking that it was a waste to just stand there like that, instead of being buried in a pony. Those ponies… Gilda was right, they needed a gryphon to take charge and show them-
"Rainbow?" It was Twilight’s voice, muffled by the bedroom door. "Rainbow, are you alright in there?"
All thoughts of domination vanished in the face of the embarrassment of Twilight walking in on her. But what could she do? Twilight… oh horseapples, she must’ve seen! That was why she was blushing! What in the hay was she going to do? And she’d only just started figuring this thing out, too…
"Uhm… H-Hold on a second!" No, no, no! There had to be some way out of this that didn’t involve having to confront Twilight with… this. Even thinking about the mare in those cute jeans and shirt did nothing to lessen Rainbow’s arousal.
"Rainbow, it’s okay. Well, it’s not ’okay’, I know but I’m not going to come in yet." Halfway across the room, standing in front of Twilight’s bed, Rainbow Dash paused mid-step and listened. "I saw you downstairs. I mean I saw… it. What looked like an it, at least. Is it an ’it’? Or was it a tuft of hair on the pubic mound because I know certain traits like that can differ between individual-"
"Twilight!" Dash interrupted, fighting back a grin at the sound of her friend once again falling into the trap of over-analysis.
"Sorry! Sorry! Um, does that mean it really is a penis?" That last word came out in a squeak much like she’d heard Fluttershy issue before. It was strange, though, to hear a such a learned pony about something like that. Then again, she was more book-smart than anything else.
Rainbow looked down, the member hanging between her legs finally starting to turn flaccid and now was bobbing lower instead of jutting out stiffly.
"Yeah." She muttered, prodding at it. There was a little dart of pleasure but nothing close to what she experienced earlier.
"Rainbow." A pause. "I’m sorry. I have an idea what went wrong and I should be able to correct it once I change you back but-" Another pause, longer this time. "I’d prefer to check, to make sure. This could take a little time so… you can get dressed and come out if you want."
I’d much rather you came in, the thought passed through her mind so quick she wasn’t sure it even occurred. But she knew quickly enough that the desire was there – that she wanted Twilight to strut through that door and give her a full and thorough examination.
"I’ll think about it." She’d been moving closer to the door all this time, finally resting a clawed hand against it and leaning close. There was no sound on the other side but she knew Twilight would be standing close, holding her hands to her chest nervously.
"I really am sorry, Rainbow. I’d never do something like this to you intentionally." That was the other side of matters like this – Twilight had a habit of taking personal failures hard.
"Twi, it’s okay, really." Geeze, her voice sounded so different… Or maybe it was because she was trying to pull her attention away from what was between her legs. Or a certain something calling to her; the realisation that this was Twilight’s bedroom. What she’d been breathing all this time was the mare’s scent.
There was a pause of silence broken only by the gentle sound of Rainbow’s paws tapping on the wooden floor as she made her way to the bed. "Alright, Rainbow, I’ll call back later when I’ve got something." The voice was low but sounded a little more assured, thankfully.
But Rainbow Dash was far more taken up with the bed she’d thrown herself onto. Giggling lightly, she lifted the pillow at the top and inhaled deeply, getting a noseful of Twilight’s scent. It made her shiver all over and kick her legs out excitedly. She smelt good! Better than Rainbow had ever imagined. She didn’t even notice one of her clawed hands slipping across her chest and one of her breasts.
The pale blue fur gave way to a much darker blue areola of uncovered skin. Taking a small part of the blanket between her beak, Rainbow bit down as she slid the sharpened tip of her claw with the lightest of touches against the skin. Electric-like waves of pleasure rolled out as she took another deep inhalation. In her mind’s eye it was Twilight’s teeth grating over the sensitive skin but she couldn’t deny how good she could make herself feel as she began to trace a lazy circle around the nipple.
Rainbow’s legs crossed tightly but she swore she could feel a slight moistness dripping onto her stomach. The warmth between her legs was insistent, pushing her mind to a place that told her to move her claw in just a mote tighter. Just a shade closer until… It was with a gasp that Dash’s claw scratched against her nipple, her toes splaying out along with her legs. The pillow was instantly cast aside and she looked down at the sight – her claw was resting right at the top of the mound of skin.
It was agonising to move it back down. Her body shook with a warm, pleasurable tingling sensation that radiated out from that point. She didn’t even realise she was breathing so heavily until she gripped the breast tightly in her clawed hand and held it. The other continued to rise and fall while the globe of flesh she held undulated as she moved her claws. If only there was a pony doing this instead…
The throb of pleasure that thought brought her penis smacking to her stomach caught Rainbow’s attention suddenly. It ran from the head, down the length of the shaft, into her fat testicles and from there dissipated up her back. Her widened hips slowly parted, letting the long member stand back up stiffly and continue to drip pre. It was with a shaking hand that Dash reached down and gently took hold of the shaft between her claws.
That drew a pulse from her cock and it threatened to break free of her grasp, such was the intensity of it.
"Mmph!" She whimpered, struggling against the urge to clamp her legs shut. "Just… just rub it, Rainbow."
And she did. Slowly. Starting off at the head she swiped a clawed thumb over it, shuddering at the pleasure that cascaded in its wake. Pre liberally drooled after the touch and Rainbow rightfully assumed she’d need some to make rubbing easier. So smearing some across the palm of her hand she took hold of the shaft near the top again. And then stroked. The grip she still held on her breast grew tighter as she went, pleasure racing towards a point the whole way. The thick organ bulged in her grasp, the veins easily sensible as she passed them.
Sweet Celestia! This… This couldn’t be what stallions felt. With every passing inch it felt almost like her cock was growing harder; the hand that held it shook with the effort of doing so. Her paws dug into the quilt, legs splaying out as fingers stroked lower and lower on the turgid shaft. The pleasure was spreading lower and lower still, concentrating on the two orbs between her legs.
With another little whimper, Rainbow released her grip on her member and haltingly pushed her clawed hand lower still until she felt it pressing into the smooth, soft flesh of her testicles. If she still had the pillow she might have been able to conceal her groan with it but as it was, beak parted wide, she let it loose into the room. It wasn’t all that much, really! Just a gentle little rub this way and that but ooh, it just had to feel as good as it did!
Hips thrust forward into the air, Rainbow had a clear view of just how much she’d changed below. Far from what she’d expected, the penis that jut from between her legs wasn’t that of a pony. Of course it wasn’t but it still didn’t stop the notion of how strange it looked creeping in – instead of a wide, flat head it had something rounded and smooth. Clawed hand gripping the quilt to steady herself, Dash brought another one back down to touch a single clawed digit against the tip of her cock.
The thing throbbed in a way that ached. "C’mon, Rainbow, just a little more!" No. Not a little more. She had an idea and it didn’t involve anything small.
In the space of a heartbeat she’d wrapped her clawed hand back around her cock and held it tightly before slowly lowering her hips until only the head was in her grasp. Taking a couple of shaking breaths, Rainbow suddenly thrust into her grip, sending a long tendril of precum shooting over her and the headboard of the bed to spatter against the wall.
"Haahnngh!"
So strong was the wave of pleasure that crashed over her that the gryphon crashed back onto the bed with her wings spread out under her. Rainbow’s head swam with the effort of trying to organise itself in the midst of warmth and pleasure that threatened to consume her.
"No… No way!" This couldn’t be normal! "Let’s give it another try."
Maybe taking a softly-softly approach wasn’t such a bad idea and to that end Dash took hold of her cock again but this time left herself lowered on the bed. One long, continuous stroke along the shaft was the method this time and it had almost the same effect – it felt almost too good but at least this time it didn’t all come in one crushing wave. By the time she’d reached the base of her fleshy cock she realised that her right nipple was being squeezed and rubbed by a clawed hand.
Doing that in her old body would’ve been difficult but here, in this one, with their increased size it was almost too easy. But she still had a cock that was desperately crying out for attention and so she started doing what could no longer be put off – stroking it.
Rainbow’s stomach was glistening wet at that stage with the copious precum that had been spilling onto it but she was still insistently concentrating on what was gripped in her hand. Every stroke up and down made her penis bulge and throb, fighting to be free and loosen its load… wherever it was intent on landing. The thought of it spattering on the wall with the same force as earlier made the gryphon speed up a little.
"Celestia, Celestia please, lemme cum…" She muttered, tossing her head from side to side as the rhythm with which she stroked herself sped up. It felt like there was a pressure building inside her but she knew instantly what it was – the stallions had grunted and groaned, losing sight of their gentleness and abandoning themselves to their desires. Now she understood why.
Even the time before orgasm felt good. Tremendously good. And here she was only using her own hand! Imagine what it would be like to be stuffed inside a mare… Or even a stallion.
"Oh… Oh buck!"
That was it; it pushed her further along and sped up her movements until her clawed hand was in a flurry, stroking back and forth on her stiff member. She tugged at her nipple, grinding the edges of her beak together while letting out a noise that was somewhere between a grunt and a groan.
Some sweet little mare, bouncing on her cock while suckling at her breast… But her hips would be wider, more powerful, better able to thrust upwards to meet her impassioned thrusts down. Dash’s clawed hand squeezed her member tighter and she splayed her toes again, the edges of her beak pulling back in a grin at how good it felt.
The clawed thumb of her hand lay lengthways on her cock, rubbing over the head every time she stroked upwards and drawing a thick gob of pre down on its way back. She was so slick it was almost hard to keep a grip so instead she tightened the muscles of her hips and began to thrust in time to her downward strokes.
"Nghah, yes! B-Buck yes!"
There was a wet slapping of her balls and sheath against her claws, her precum dribbling down over the shaft and pooling around her grip. No way, no stallion could ever have felt this good! There was no way her nipples could have been rendered so sensitive or her hips putting so much strength into each thrust.
The thought faded away into nothingness as something else crept in – awareness of just how close she was now; practically dancing on the edge of orgasm. One stroke… two… three, all with as much force put into them as she could, all while wavering between concentrating on her cock and being drawn to how tightly she gripped her breast.
"Hnngh!"
And then, finally, gloriously, mercifully it was over. She felt heat rise up in her loins and then spread down the length of her shaft. But she needed to just… help it on its way. Just a few more thrusts, a couple more strokes until she felt the first spurt of semen cascade across her chest so hot it almost burned.
At last, though, she could yank her hand down to the base of her cock and hold it there as it spasmed wildly, more and thicker strands of cum shooting freely over her head. Rainbow’s legs worked with quiet shuffling against the bed as her throat made not a sound despite her beak being wide open. The pleasure was almost paralysing, washing over her in waves more intense than anything she could ever have imagined.
How long it went on for, she couldn’t be sure. Each throb of her cock melted into the next one until it was just one long, continuous stream of pleasurable pulses. It wasn’t until she felt the last few ejaculations land on her face and chest that she realised it was reaching its end.
But she still felt a warmth, similar to that which had gripped her when she’d done this as a mare but… different. Her body felt tired but oh, so satisfied and though she knew she would have to get up—if for nothing else than to clean the mess—Dash struggled to do more than roll onto her side and grab another pillow to curl into. Her paws rolled about against one another and she shivered, licking her beak and tasting the warm saltiness of her emissions.
A chance glance back revealed the sight of Twilight’s bedroom wall was utterly plastered with semen. It was… would it be too much to clean? Didn’t matter; right now she needed a little rest. Just long enough to recuperate before-
"Rainbow, are you alright?" It was Twilight’s voice again, thankfully outside the door. "I heard strange noises… is everything okay?"
