Nathan was enjoying his time on Dixie's ranch. The human was able to stay without having to actually spend any money. Instead, Dixie, the owner of the ranch would be paid in helping around the ranch itself. Nathan was given the option to work around the ranch either before, in the middle, or after his scheduled stay, with Nathan opting for having it be in the middle. Enough time to enjoy the ranch before he had to work, and enough time to enjoy the ranch again with a newfound appreciation.




Today was the day that he was due to start working. After Nathan got ready for the day, he walked out of the room he was staying in and outside to the ranch itself, where Dixie, the yellow rabbit woman in a flannel, shorts, boots, and cowgirl hat was awaiting him.




"Bout time ya' show up!" Dixie laughed, still leaning against the fence containing the sheep of the ranch. "Was wonderin' if I had to go in a wake ya' up myself!"




"Sorry, I'm used to sleeping in." Nathan admitted with a soft chuckle. "So, I'm ready to start work! What am I going to be doing?"




"Yer lookin' at it!" Dixie held out an arm as if to showcase what was behind her. "Sheep are due to get sheared and that's what I'm gonna need you ta' be doin'!"




"Shearing sheep?" Nathan asked nervously. "I uh...is there anything else I could do? I don't know the first thing about that."




"Ain't no worry about that! I have my means to make sure ya' know exactly what you're doin'!" Dixie reassured him. "Might give ya a mighty fine headache once you go back to normal, maybe even when tha' transition is happening, but afterward you'll be fine, back to normal enjoyin' ya' vacation."




"I'm...a little lost. What does any of that mean?" Nathan rubbed the back of his head, having trouble understanding what the rabbit was saying.




"Ain't nothing ya' got to worry ya' pretty lil' head about." Dixie chuckled as she clapped her hands together, standing up straight and opening up the gates to the pen. "Just walk on in there and everything will make sense!"




"Okay..." Nathan nodded, though his confusion over everything didn't calm him. The sheep seemed friendly enough so he wasn't scared of them, making it easy for him to walk through to the other side. As soon as he did, he felt a shiver, as if he walked through some kind of waterfall as once he stepped through the gates, he'd fully step through as a completely different person.




Nathan's hair grew longer, reaching down past his shoulders before it was quickly condensed into a braided ponytail. Black hair grew over much of his face, with white going down the center in a streak and around his mouth. Nathan's ears grew black fur as well, the exception being the interior of them which grew white fur instead, completely coating his head in fur. His ears enlarged while traversing up his head, taking on a triangular shape while becoming a bit more "floppy" and emotive. Nathan's face stretched outward into a sizeable muzzle, with his nose becoming large and triangular while becoming a black color and having moisture formed to it. The teeth inside became a bit sharper, taking on more canine features. While his face was undeniably dog now, his facial features softened. The eyebrows became much thinner, with his eyelashes becoming more plentiful on his face. His voice rose up in pitch as his adam's apple became smaller, leaving him with a feminine voice to go with his feminine face.




The fur that started on his head continued to grow all around the rest of his body. The front of his form was primarily white fur, surrounded by black fur on the sides and having black fur down to his shoulders. From his knees and elbows down, white fur grew to his hands and feet, completely coating Nathan in a black and white fur coat from his head to his toes.




As the fur grew on Nathan's body, his figure underneath it would change. The broadness of his shoulders were lost, instead traded away for a much more narrow build. The mass of his arms became thinner, slenderizing while his hands became more small and dainty. At the fingertips, Nathan's nails would become a bit sharper while turning black, shifting into a set of dulled claws.




At Nathan's chest, two mounds of flesh amassed there, rounding out and softening to form a fairly ample set of breasts there. Just beneath that, the sides of his figure pushed inward to leave a concave form, with the same happening at Nathan's back to leave an arch there.




The curvature of his upper body would be completed with the changes to his lower body. Nathan's hips grew outward, expanding into wide, childbearing hips. Mass built up on Nathan's rear, swelling out to become more pert and pronounced. This left Nathan with a defined, hourglass figure. Just above his rear, he'd gain an entirely new body part. It was large and fluffy, covered in black fur with white at the tip. His new tail would move with his emotions just like his ears, and when not focusing on it would sway idly behind him.




Between his legs, Nathan's manhood faded away, leaving only an opening behind while internally, his reproductive systems were altering to that of the opposite sex. Estrogen rapidly overwrote the testosterone in his body, the Y chromosome becoming an X as his sex swapped to the opposite of what it started as.




Nathan's legs formed their own curvature. His calves became wider and stronger with his thighs gaining a fair bit of mass. This left his legs with shapely tones to give him a full womanly figure. Nathan's feet went up to their toes as his ability to spread the digits was lost. The nails turned into dulled black claws with a pad underneath them as they shifted into paws, all while converting Nathan's legs into a digitigrade posture, leaving Nathan as a border collie woman.




Mentally, he was changing as well. All the necessary skills required of a ranch hand came into his head. He was forgetting about ever being a man named Nathan, instead, being replaced with memories of a dog woman named Sasha. She helped Dixie around the ranch with some of the animals she had trouble with, especially the sheep. While Dixie could wrangle and shear them, Sasha did a much better job at it, and often who Dixie assigned to do so that other work on the ranch wouldn't fall behind. She was blissfully unaware of her old body and mind, content with helping around the ranch for Dixie!




Her outfit altered drastically to better fit her new form. The pants Sasha had on turned into denim as they became a set of jeans, a brown belt with a large buckle forming around her waist. Over her paws, she was given a set of tough brown boots to help keep traction on the ground behind them. Most of Sasha's upper body wear was gone, replaced by a bra to contain and support her bosom and a red flannel shirt. The shirt had the first few buttons undone, showing off a bit of cleavage while the lower half of it was tied in a knot, exposing much of her stomach with the sleeves rolled up to show off much of her arms. With that, she was fully transformed into Dixie's ranch hand!




"Ya' know, ya' gotta learn how to do this better eventually!" Sasha laughed as she looked back to Dixie. "I ain't gonna be around forever to help ya'!"




"I know, but you do it much better than I do! I just ain't got to time to learn the shearing techniques! I can handle the sheep fine, but they put up a fight when I try to get that wool of theirs off!"




"Just gotta be patient with 'em! One of these days I'll teach ya', but I take it yer too busy like usual to learn?"




"If ya' already know ya' don't gotta ask." Dixie laughed. "I'm behind this week, cows need a' milkin', and the chicken eggs ain't been gathered yet. If I had one more hand 'round here then maybe I could."




"I'm telling ya', you need more help around here! It's just you and me, but if you had a team you wouldn't be so stressed all the time!"




"Yeah, but I like ma' situation. It works for me." Dixie laughed and Sasha joined in and rolled her eyes.




"Whatever you say girl. I'ma get right ta' work! You go take care of yer business and don't worry about any of these 'ere sheep."




"Can do, you're my rock!" Dixie winked and snapped her fingers in a "finger gun" before leaving the border collie to her work, with Sasha wasting no time in getting to work!