Seamus walked up to the studio, flyer in hand. The flyer had promised an easy paycheck for some simple modeling work. While he wasn't someone interested in modeling by any means, if he was going to be paid for just standing around, there was no harm in it! The black and gray furred horse had nothing he had to do today, so filling it out with volunteering seemed like an easy choice! Making sure he was at the right address, Seamus walked into the studio for the gig.

*****

"Next time, I'm choosing what we do." Nafster said, arms crossed and head leaned back against the wall. "This is taking way too long to find anyone!"

"PATIENCE, Naffy! Nothing good ever came from rushing perfection! Waiting like this just lets us think of all the best options! Tell me you don't have ideas cooking for whatever poor sap walks through our door!"

"Still, I just want to get things going! I want to change people! It feels like I've been asleep for two years, I want action!"

"Then it's your lucky day, Naffy, because I hear some footsteps!" Felgar held a hand up to his ear.

"Finally!" Nafster got up and stretched out. "About time, I still stand by what I said!" Nafster's ears perked up. "And by the sounds of it, looks like we're dealing with a lil' horsey, those are hooves a clopping!"

"Excuse me, are you two the artists?" Seamus asked as he walked up.

"The very ones!" Felgar said grandly presenting him. "Perhaps some of the best, dare I say!"

"What are your names? Don't think I've ever heard of you two before. I'm Seamus." he introduced himself.

"I'm Nafster and that's Felgar, and you are going to be our next big project!" Nafster smirked as the two circled around the horse.

"I already am getting SO many ideas for what to make you into."

"You know, I know I said the waiting was killing me but now I have all this energy I just got to get out! And I know just what to make you into!"

"Make me into...?" Seamus was confused. "Like, do you need me to change into something? I don't mind but it's going to take me a little while to change out of these clothes."

"Don't worry about that, you won't need clothes for what we have planned! No wardrobe changes here!"

"You're not talking about nude modeling are you? Because I'm not going to be doing that."

"Nothing of the sort!" Nafster shook his head and finger. "But I'm feeling especially artsy, so let's make you into some art!" Nafster said, beginning to conduct his hands up and down and side to side. He lifted up one arm and began to move his hands in an uncontrolled waving motion.

All of this would cause Seamus' body to begin changing. Seamus' backside would become completely flat, with the backside of it forming into brown wood. Meanwhile, the front of Seamus would turn white as he began to melt into it, losing his dimensions.

Seamus' body was flattening into the palette, forming into paints. His outfit, tail, muzzle, and features were all reduced to simple paint on the white. He was panicked, as this happened, trying to escape out, but due to not having muscles anymore, he wasn't able to move at all.

His nervous expression would be lost, because his expression was much harder to determine. All of Seamus' body became disjointed, forming into various shapes and stripes that vaguely looked like his old body, but was hard to determine. Eyes were far apart, hands connected to chest and tail hanging off his body. The colors shifted from black and gray to a multiple spectrum of colors, purples, reds, and blues. Seamus wasn't a horse anymore, but an abstract painting of one.

Seamus now inanimate with no support fell down onto his back. Felgar used his magic to lift it back up and hold it in the air.

"This is what you think art is huh?" a smirk formed on his beak.

"I'm no artist, but I make this vaguely look like a horse and call it abstract! It's the closest I'll ever be to a real artist."

"I have to admit, not bad for a first attempt!" Felgar nodded with approval. "BUT I think we could do much better! After all, you don't want to hang this up anywhere do you?"

"That tacky looking thing?" Nafster laughed. "No way, I just thought it'd be a fun form! And I was right! But now, well, I'm getting kind of sick of it."

"Let's FIX that then!" Felgar said, releasing his magic as the abstract painting fell back down to the ground lifelessly. "Why don't we let him paint something FOR us~?"

Felgar began to conduct just like Nafster was, lifting up his arms to take Seamus out of the painting as his third dimension returned, Seamus back to his normal horse body. However, it didn't stay that way for long, as his body began to transform immediately.

Seamus' hooves would soften as they separated into five digits. One was on the side and the rest on the front. Over his new monkey paws, gray fur would sprout and spread up his legs. The underside of his feet formed black paw pads.

When the fur reached his tail, it elongated and became a bit fuller and fluffier. What was what a tuft of hair turned into a long tail filled with black and white fur in a striped ring tail pattern. White fur spread up his torso and down his arms.

The gray fur around his face separated at the center, while black fur remained surrounding his eyes and at the muzzle. The rest of his fur turned white, leaving him in the body of a lemur man.

His outfit changed a fair bit as well. The plaid coat would become a long black open coat, with a red robe tied with a yellow rope around his waist. A flat red hat found itself on top of his head, with a pointed mustache and beard forming on his face.

Mentally he changed substantially as well. Knowledge of the fine arts, namely painting took over anything else. No longer did Seamus believe him to be here as a model, but as a painter who was commissioned to draw art for two clients. A palette filled with paint formed in one hand and a paintbrush in the other. Seamus didn't even know himself as Seamus, but Arthur, the lemur painter.

"What is thy wish for me to craft on this magnificent canvas to give you the gift of my art?" he asked with a posh accent.

"Do whatever you feel is right for two guys like us." Felgar smirked. "I trust your artistic eye!"

"Yes, it is probably for the best that I have creative freedom. My ideas are grand, best I don't have to simplify them. You shant regret it!"

Arthur walked over to an empty canvas and began to mix colors and paint on it, tuning the demon duck and snow leopard out.

"He's kind of annoying like that right? So full of himself!" Nafster commented crossing his arms.

"He's an old timey artist! Those Renaissance men were like that a lot of the time. I assume, I don't live in that era!" Felgar laughed.

"I don't like it." Nafster shook his head. "I think I know a better way to get something cool out of them! Knowing artists like that he'll be here all day if we keep him like this." Nafster said, holding up a hand, making a shrinking motion with it as the magic took hold of Arthur.

The lemur suddenly dropped his supplies as his fingers began to shrink and merge together. His body rapidly began to shrink into his outfit, covering up his changing body as he became blind to the world around him.

His legs and arms became equally thin and short, all while four extra set of limbs grew out from between the two. His body became segmented into two main portions, the head and the body.

Arthur's body became circular, with his neck leaving him entirely to connect his head to it fully.   His tail vanished entirely, leaving the backside of his body removed entirely. His head became circular, muzzle shrinking into it entirely. Two curved fangs formed out from the end of his mouth, with multiple eyes forming onto his face, now possessing eight eyes along with eight legs. All of his fur turned to black hair, leaving the horse turned lemur into a spider.

"What did you do to him?" Felgar asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Why don't you lift the curtain and find out?" Nafster smirked.

Felgar nodded, smirking along with him, hefting up a finger to send the painter's outfit flying, revealing a fairly large spider underneath it.

"Really? All this fanfare for a BUG?"

"Haven't you ever read Charlotte's Web? They can be artists too you know!" Nafster said. "Though it's taking me everything in my instincts to not stomp it out of habit."

"Let's see what they can do in an hour. If they make something unique we can keep them around, otherwise we toss them outside and let the world figure out what to do with em!" Felgar said.

"Fine, let my creation do its work! In the meantime, I still haven't forgotten about you changing me last time. You're lucky I'm not turning you into a fly for it to snack on."

"Please, you'd never do that to lil' ol' me~!" Felgar said in a mocking, innocent tone. "Because you know I'd take you down with me if you even tried!"

"Eh, never say never. You're lucky I like you." Nafster chuckled as the two left.

The spider began to shoot out webs, threading a complicated cobweb with various patterns in it. The spider had no memory of its old forms, and was just doing what came naturally. The web was not just a way to catch curious prey, but an expression of itself. After it finished its web, the spider decided to rest inside of it, and soon Nafster and Felgar returned.

"See? I told you it'd do good!" Nafster said proudly.

"Yes, but now we have a cobweb to deal with! I don't want it getting stuck in my beak!"

"Honestly, I'm a bit over the spider form. I'm annoyed of having to keep looking at the ground to make sure I don't squish it."

"If you joined me in demon duckhood then you wouldn't HAVE that problem! You could just float around, not a care in the world!"

"I'll pass for now." Nafster said. "Let's bring back our friend, shall we?" Nafster said, moving his arms in an expanding motion.

Many of the extra limbs left him until only legs and arms were left. They enlarged with the feet forming back into hooves and hands forming back on the arms. His neck came back in a major way, the extended equestrian neck and snout returning to him, as well as his tail and original outfit. After what felt like ages, Seamus was back in his normal body.

He stumbled a bit after growing back into his height. "Wh-who are you two!?" he shouted out, a clear memory of all the transformations in his head.

"Felgar and Nafster! We already WENT over this!" Felgar said.

"And we're not done yet, there's still plenty to do!" Nafster chimed in.

"No way! I'm getting out of here!" Seamus turned to run.

"I don't think so!" Felgar said with a quick snap of his fingers.

Seamus was stopped in his tracks as in an instant, his body became liquid, bones and muscles gone inside of it. Even his clothes weren't spared from this, all dropping to the ground in a thick puddle. His facial features were lost in the goop, only the color of his eyes remaining in the liquid. He splashed down in a puddle of paint, of which flew in many directions.

Felgar was prepared, summoning a smock to cover himself while Nafster, not expecting it would have paint splash onto him.

"Aw man, you got some of him on me!" Nafster groaned, looking down and noticing splotches of hazel and black splashed onto his fur. "That's going to take so long to get out."

"Should of been more prepared Naffy! You were feeling artsy, and now the art is ON you!"

"Better not do anything weird when we change him again." he said as the two walked over to the muddy pile of paint slowly drying into the ground.

"Welp, only one way to find out!" Felgar said, conducting his hand to make the paint come to life, taking on a new form.

Unlike his previous forms, this time, Seamus would have blue feathers form over most of his body. The exceptions would be his face where white feathers sprouted instead, and yellow down his torso. Extra ruffles of feathers formed on the underside of his arms, of which were dark blue and yellow to give him a set of wings.

A curved black beak formed at the end of his face, with slicked up feathers at the top of his head. His legs and feet were black and hard, the digits of his feet curved with white claws at the tip. Behind him, a ruffle of tailfeathers emerged, leaving Seamus as a bird man as the paint solidified back into an anthropomorphic animal.

Unfortunately for Seamus, his mind wouldn't come back with him. Instead, he was Cornelius, a sculptor from out of country. To him, he was brought here to sculpt pieces for a garden, and this studio was his and Nafster and Felgar were his volunteers.

"Thank you two for coming, I hope you are satisfied with my work when it is done." the bird gave a bow. "Where is the stone so I may let out the statue that is dying to get out?"

"Right over there!" Nafster pointed behind Cornelius, changing an old vase into a large stone, complete with supplies next to it.

"Perfect. He said. "I have one more request I need. If one of you could bring me a reference dummy so I may craft the perfect pose."

"CAN do!" Felgar nodded as Cornelius went to his station and Felgar looked at Nafster. "Looks like the paint being on you didn't affect anything! You were worried about nothing!"

"Part of me wishes it did, at the very least leave my fur so it doesn't stain." he frowned.

"Ah well, nothing we can do now!" Felgar shrugged.

"I want to see where this sculpting goes, and I think I know the perfect reference dummy for it!" he turned to Felgar. "I didn't forget last time!" was the last thing he said before snapping his fingers before the duck could realize what the snow leopard's plan was.

Instantly, Felgar's beak became flat with his face as his horns receded into his head along with his hair. His limbs all became segmented that could be posed in just about any way one wanted. The feathers were replaced with wood, Felgar now a posing wood dummy that Nafster caught in his hand.

"Sorry Felgar, but I want to see what he does too bad, and it's only fair our guest has the honor of using you to craft the art~!" he said, repeating what Felgar had told him when he did a similar change to Nafster.

"Here you go, let's see what you got!" Nafster said, handing the dummy over to Cornelius.

"Ah, thank you sir! Shall I make the statue into one of your likeness? Cats do always make a good statue."

"You know what, go ahead! I think that'll be a great idea! I'll even help you!" Nafster smirked, sending a bit more magic towards Felgar's body, changing it so instead of being featureless, they now had the features of Nafster.

"Impressive!" Cornelius said. "I did not know I was working with magically inclined clients!"

"You don't know the half of it, now let's see you work your magic on that stone!"

Nafster leaned back and watched the bird work, slowly chipping away at the tablet, carefully crafting features into the stone and chipping off. The stone crumbled, and after a few hours Nafster was starting to see himself form out of the stone. He was enamored by it, so much so that he might have the bird make a few extra ones for him to take home. Worst case he has a base to turn someone else into it should the need come.

After a few more hours passed, the statue was done, Cornelius stepped back and nodded in approval. "Yes, it is done! A truly magnificent piece of art!"

"I gotta say, you did an excellent job." Nafster walked over, a smile across his muzzle. "I don't think it could ever be more perfect! I almost wish I didn't have to let you go."

"Excuse me sir, what by chance does that mean? Do you not want more statues?"

"Oh I do, but I don't think this is how we end our little adventure together! Besides, I need my right-hand man back!" Nafster said, snapping his fingers. This would cause the wooden dummy to come back to life, beak and horns returning along with his webbed feet and feathers, returning back to Felgar's normal form.

As for Cornelius, his beak went back to a muzzle, with ears forming on the top of his head again. The ruffle of tailfeathers would form back into a long tuft of hair to give him an equestrian tail. The talons would have the digits merge back together as they went back to being a set of hooves. His original outfit was returned to him, with Cornelius reverting back to Seamus for the final time, back in his normal horse body.

"What's going on...?" Seamus asked, hand going up to his head as he felt a strong head rush coming on from all the transformations he went through so fast.

"Nothing you need to worry about!" Nafster said. "We're just about done here with you!"

"And we need one FINAL change to get things officially wrapped up in a nice bow!"

"Change? Wait...what?" Seamus questioned, still a bit stunned from the whole ordeal.

"Poor guys all tuckered out. We better let him get some rest!" Nafster looked to Felgar with a nod, the duck giving a nod back.

"We told a story today, and it's a story I think I want to remember for quite some time, don't you Naffy~?"

"I'm inclined to agree!" Nafster said, the two lifting their arms together, Nafster moving his hands as if he was stitching something together while Felgar pulled his like he was unwrapping a carpet. And with that, Seamus' body would go through one final transformation.

Starting at his legs, they began to flatten, with both of them merging together to become one. His hooves merged at the heels of them, flattening entirely. The tips of them formed into a slight rope decoration. The fur of his legs were starting to change into fabric, with scenes of the events of the day forming on it. Of his transformed legs, would be the tail end of the events of the day. Images of Nafster and Felgar on each side of a flat carpet with Seamus in the middle of both.

Seamus' arms merged in with his torso, all while it became flatter just like his legs had, becoming even in mass with them. Like his legs before them, more scenes formed on the fur turned carpet. This time, it showed Seamus in the many forms he took. The sculptor bird Cornelius, a pile of paint, a spider crafting a web, a lemur painter, and an abstract version of himself.

And the last of Seamus' body would become flat just like the rest. His head became rectangular, becoming even with the rest of his body to leave it as a perfect rectangular shape. His muzzle shrank into his face to become flat, and soon his facial features were all lost in the new flat carpet.

However, a bit of Seamus would return to the top of the new carpet. It was an image of the horse walking into the studio, stitched into the former head of the former horse. At the ends of his old head, two yellow decorative ropes formed matching the ones at the end of his body. With that, Seamus was no longer Seamus, but a carpet telling the story of his time with Felgar and Nafster. He had no mind, no thoughts. It was all gone in favor of stitches to keep him together. Seamus had started the day as a horse, and ended the day in his new, permanent form, as a tapestry of the events since walking into the studio.

The tapestry fell onto the ground with a soft thud, perfectly flat thanks to the work of Felgar. Nafster walked over, lifting it up and hanging it on one of the walls for the two to get a good look at it.

"You know, looking at how it all went down like this, really puts it on in perspective! It's weird, but I like it!" Nafster nodded approvingly.

"Shows all the good work we did! I'd say that's an IMPROVEMENT from just being some horse!" Felgar said grandly.

"We could probably get pretty good money for it. I don't think I'm narcissistic enough to keep it around, but I could see it in a museum, we're good at making tapestries! I'm thinking we make some more out of more people!"

"I think I agree with that!" Felgar nodded. "I should turn you into one for what you did to me earlier, don't think I've forgotten!"

"Please, now we're even after what you did last time! You turn me into sheet music, I turn you into a dummy, seems like an even trade!"

"Hmm...I don't think I accept! But for now, I'll let it slide, just don't go trying something like that again!"

"And I can say the same to you." Nafster said with a smirk, turning back to the tapestry. "Now then, what should we do with this thing?"

"I'd say museum is the way to go!" Felgar said. "Maybe you can donate that statue of yourself along with it, take credit as the artist! Put 'em both together!"

"You know, not a bad idea. I live in an apartment, don't have space for a statue of myself!"

*****

And so, Seamus was donated to one of the local museums, sold as an ancient tapestry recently discovered, something easily done when you can warp reality a bit so the story is believable!

The former horse was hung up and encased in glass for many patrons to see, but never touch, ensuring that it would stay in pristine condition. On the base of the display case, it was as a caption, "The End Of Seamus," with artist credit towards Felgar and Nafster.

The installation had many fans, though never grew beyond the tapestry and the statue of Nafster next to it. There was one extra layer donated by the same people who donated the two pieces, this time of a statue of Felgar that an unlucky security guard had the honor of becoming.

Though the museum had many installations come and go to other locations, this one would remain thanks to a little extra magic ensuring it would never leave. Seamus' fate was sealed in a glass case, no one any wiser that the tapestry was once a horse man at one point in time. Now, the only thing people knew of Seamus was the story the tapestry told, one that many tried to decode and failed. Its meaning was a large mystery, and the only two people who knew the truth were the people who turned Seamus into a true piece of art, and that's all he'd ever be again.