This story is Rated R (Cheetara and Tygra do some...."exploring") And there's some "bad" language. If you are a minor, are easily offended, or have "sex issues" GET OUT!
The Switch
By Thundercatroar
Author's note: This story is dedicated to Thundera Tiger, (A Tygra fan) and R.D.Rivero. I don't know who you are, but this seems to be your kind of story.
Praise and Flames can be directed to Thundercatroar@hotmail.com

Enjoy or hate, my little fishies!
 

The Switch Part One: The Little Differences

       Cheetara and Tygra sat under a tree in the shade.  Both had been sent to the Berbil village by Snarf to gather Meat fruit and the like for the next day or two.
      The two old friends sat in the Unicorn Forest halfway between Cat's Lair and the Berbil village and talked about Old Thundera and their adventures together growing up.  Cheetara looked at Tygra with mischief. "You had better stop eating so much, or you'll have the candy fruit two step!" Tygra laughed. "I can't help it, it's good." Tygra smiled. "You notice how Snarf didn't care if we got any of the other fruit, as long as we brought back the candy fruit?"  Cheetara nodded. "Snarf eats enough in a day to feed five Berbils for two." Tygra leaned back. "Well, Cheetara, he deserves it, he works hard for us all, I think we can indulge his candy fruit tooth."  Cheetara agreed. "I don't see how Snarf puts up with us all, much less cooks for us all.   Tygra nodded.  "You know who the best cooks I ever knew were?" Cheetara shook her head "Yes"  "I know, one, Tygra. Your mother, but, who is the other? Snarf?  No! Your's, 'Tara." Tygra continued. "Oh, she was a great cook."
       A smile trailed across his face. "I remember when your mother would be baking in the kitchen  she would give me whatever she was making, straight out of the oven." Cheetara smiled.  "Yes, mother said that you had dessert-dar." Cheetara looked at Tygra and playfully pushed him. "As far as she was concerned, you could do no wrong!  That went double for father!" Cheetara thoughtfully added, "As a child, AND adult." Tygra leaned back and put his hands behind his head. "Yes, Kerah and Boldagal were so good to me, when..." Tygra stopped, it would have hurt to say the rest.  Cheetara patted Tygra's hand, he put his on her's then released it.  "'Tara, you remember?" Cheetara nodded.   Tygra and Cheetara looked at one another and both remembered a secret moment shared long ago.  Tygra changed the subject, he could see Cheetara's discomfort.  Cheetara didn't feel embarassment, it was regret to some extent.
      Tygra grinned. "You remember when your mother beat Turmanx out of Cat's Lair with with a broom handle?" Cheetara laughed. "That's the first time i've ever seen anyone smile in a mug shot, father was furious, until he found out why she did it." Tygra held his sides, and his face hurt, he wasn't used to laughing and smiling so much.  "I would have had my picture taken that day too if I had been there!" As Tygra continued laughing he brought up another instance of the past
     "Cheetara..You.... remember the time that Keena slipped   itching  powder in Daschal's armor?" Cheetara began to laugh as hard as Tygra. "Well," Cheetara said in between giggles. "at least we know where the kittens get it!"  Tygra laughed. "Those two, I thought they'd never admit that they liked each other." Cheetara wiped her eyes. "They certainly made up for lost time." Tygra looked at Cheetara with raised eyebrows at the sexual innuendo.
      "'Tara, do the twins ever ask you about their parents?" Cheetara nodded. "Sometimes. I try not to tell the kids some of their mother's tricks, lest they get ideas.  Their mother was the master."  Cheetara added dryly, as she was the recipient of Keena's tricks as well.  Tygra nodded knowingly. "Keena was indeed a handful, she froze my briefs once." Cheetara looked at Tygra in surprise. "She swiped them out of the laundry room." Cheetara nodded. "I think that's why Daschal fell in love with her,  he met someone more mischievous than he was."  Tygra finished with a smile.
      Cheetara sighed and looked at Tygra. "I miss them all." Tygra saw tears begin to well in Cheetara's eyes. "I do too, but they'll always be with us though if we talk about them."  Tygra was feeling misty eyed himself when he cleared his throat, scooted down to the ground and got into a comfortable lying position.  Cheetara got out a piece of the cane shaped fruit and bit into it, the juice ran down her chin, she desperately tried to wipe the drip before it fell onto her outfit, to no avail.  "Aaah, darn it!"  Cheetara wiped her chest, and took another bite of fruit. Tygra opened his eyes and screamed,   "CHEETARA! WATCH OUT!"
      Tygra rose and forcefully pushed Cheetara to the side as a laser blast struck between them.  Cheetara took her power staff from her cuff and with a gentle movement made it grow in length.  Tygra growled and snapped his bolo whip, then made himself invisible.  Jackalman struck Cheetara with his club, she fell, but was able to shove a substantial part of her foot where the sun scarcely shines on Jackalman, he yelped in pain, "Nyahahahaha, Vultureman, SAVE ME!"
      Vultureman didn't give a damn about Jackalman's problems, he was busy tormenting Tygra.  Vultureman locked his weapon on his targets.  "Caww ha ha ha! Run Thunderjerk but you can't hide!" Vultureman fired a blue beam from his weapon, and it struck Cheetara and Tygra at the same time.  Tygra turned visible and roared in pain as
the light encompassed him and threw off his bolo whip, Cheetara dropped her staff, and gripped her head, both fell and rolled disoriented as the Vultureman and Jackalman approached to finish them off.
      Cheetara rolled to her side to grab her staff and painfully rose, she towered above Jackalman, and he cowered, he had never acted in such a fashion with her before, he was usually cocky.  Cheetara reasoned her foot up his ass was the reason.  Tygra rose and snapped his whip, he couldn't quite get the distance that he usually could with the whip but he was still hurting, and his shoulder was already sore.
       Cheetara and Tygra both gave Vultureman, and Jackalman the thrashings of their lives..... again, and sent them once again packing for Castle Plundarr as fast as their feet could carry them.  Cheetara growled. "I wish those idiots would give up, I am so sick of fi gh tin g......"  Cheetara dropped her staff and listened to her voice.
      Cheetara looked down and saw a broad white chest framed by orange and black striped fur.  Cheetara then looked down and saw the immense hands at the ends of her arms.  "OH, BY THE GODS!" Cheetara's voice was deep and resonant.
        Tygra looked at himself, down at his body, and immediately realized something was very wrong.
      Cheetara looked up and saw herself standing in front of her.  Tygra stood and looked at himself and had no idea how to react.  Tygra rubbed his eyes and prayed that he was dreaming, when he opened his eyes and discovered he still had breasts, he felt panic, but soon got his emotions under control.
      "Cheetara, are you alright?" Tygra listened to the high pitched voice exit his throat, he felt strange, and his stomach hurt slightly.  Tygra rubbed his bare shoulder and walked over to Cheetara.
      Cheetara was still coming to grips with the situation. "Tygra, what are we going to do?" Tygra put his hand on his chin. "I suggest that we go back to Cat's Lair, try to figure out what to do, my guess is that Vultureman has rebuilt his shifter gun.  I think we had better get out of here before the Mutants come back!" Cheetara nodded, so both headed towards Cat's Lair without their fruit, it had been mashed by the ensuing fight anyway.
      Panthro was at the controls when he saw Cheetara and Tygra approach. Panthro smiled, Snarf had been chewing his ear off about candy fruit all day so by the time Cheetara and Tygra returned, he was in the mood for a sweet juicy piece, that and Snarf would shut up.  Panthro was going to tell Snarf that that Cheetara and Tygra had returned, but he looked at the scanner and saw that Snarf was already outside jumping around, as the drawbridge slid out of it's housing.
      Tygra put a hand to his head, he was feeling worse, his shoulder and stomach really hurt, he wondered if he had taken a blow to it he didn't remember.  Snarf bounded to the end of the ramp as it slammed home in the receptacle at the end of the deep moat in front of the Lair.  When Cheetara and Tygra showed up empty handed, Snarf said,
"Brrrrr, where's the candy fruit? I'm hungry, Panthro wants a piece too, snarf, snarf!" Another pain hit Tygra and he turned to Snarf. "Will you please be quiet about the damn fruit, Snarf?" Tygra snapped.  Snarf backed away from Cheetara. "I have a headache and my stomach hurts!" Tygra said with consternation.
      Cheetara put her hand on Tygra's shoulder as it dawned on her what she remembered what she had begun.  Snarf put his head down. "Brrr i'm sorry, Cheetara, I just wanted to." Tygra interrupted. " I'm sorry, Snarf, I shouldn't have bitten your head off, but I want to know where Panthro and Lion-O are we need to talk to them in a hurry! Snarf, snarf, Lion-O and the others are inside." Tygra looked at Cheetara. "Come on then, let's go."  The trio walked inside. "Snarf, ask Lion-O and Panthro into the council chamber room and keep the kittens out, okay?" Snarf looked at the two warily. "Brrr, alright, but I want to know what's going on. Fine!" Snapped Tygra, "Just go do what you were asked!" Snarf quickly shuffled off to follow Cheetara's request.
      Tygra held his head, and felt something warm move between his legs. "Tygra, um, you're, well, i'm on my,"  Tygra finished, "last of your season, I assume. Correct as usual, Tygra" Cheetara felt complete compassion, and empathy for Tygra, flow time was never easy.  "Tygra, I have something upstairs that will help you, I took some this morning but it has worn off, evidently." Tygra looked at Cheetara. "Thank you. How do you put up with this?" Cheetara looked at Tygra. "Because I have to."  Tygra felt rather stupid after Cheetara answered his question, he knew as the cramping increased, that he would have even more respect for women if he ever got his body back.
      Tygra made a face. "I feel so bloated." Cheetara tried not to laugh as she ran upstairs up to her room and got Tygra the herbal supplements she and Pumyra made for themselves, a recipe taken by the warrior maidens.  Cheetara didn't like her predicament one bit, but she thought it would be nice for a male to walk a mile in menstrual shoes, just to get a little taste of what it's like to be a girl.
      As Cheetara rifled through her drawers she paused for a moment to peruse her unintentional form.  Cheetara stroked the rough red and white hair, sprayed on a little perfume, and left for the downstairs. When Cheetara got downstairs Lion-O and Panthro were waiting for her. Tygra holding his abdomen pointed at the council room door. "Come on fellows, let's go in here." Panthro and Lion-O looked at each other quizzically as they followed the unusual requests, and wondered why Cheetara said she was coming down from upstairs when she was with them.  Panthro and Lion-O looked at each other in humor, thinking it was a joke of some kind.  "Tygra sat down at his seat at the council table, and Cheetara in hers. Lion-O put his hand on his head. "What are you two doing? Sitting at our seats, Lion-O." Answered Tygra, as he took the medication that Cheetara brought him.. "But, Cheetara, that's Tygra's seat. I am Tygra." Panthro snickered and laughed. "Did you two call us in here for a joke?"  Panthro and Lion-O laughed. "It's no joke! I am Tygra!" Lion-O and Panthro still howled.  Cheetara looked at the laughing duo. "Do you remember Vultureman's shifter gun? Yes." said Panthro in a semi serious voice. "Well," Finished Tygra, "Vultureman's built another and shifted us into opposite bodies!" Panthro grinned, he was going to say something dirty, but thought better of it and decided not to.  Tygra was beginning to loose his patience, he was also uncomfortable, and wanted something sweet, THEN.   Tygra stood up and smiled sideways, the expression made both Lion-O and Panthro nervous.  "Panthro," Tygra said in his high pitched sweetest voice. "do you remember what happened on planet Varion six when you went off with that woman with the." Panthro's eyes widened. "OKAY! OKAY! You're Tygra all right."
      Cheetara looked at Tygra and then Panthro with her hand on her hip. Tygra took a quick glance, then a full look. "Stop standing like that! Like what? Like a woman! I am a woman! Not now!" Cheetara was irritated. "What should I do, Tygra? Spit and adjust myself?" Tygra sniffed his body. "Why did you put on perfume? Men don't wear scents like that!"  Cheetara was going to respond when Lion-O jumped in between his friends and stopped a battle before it begun. "Hold it! Hold it! This ....mess won't be made better by you two fighting." Lion-O sat down, the whole situation was too much.  "Panthro, go get the Thunder kittens, send them to the Tower of Omens for guard duty. Then call the Tower and tell Pumyra and Bengali to get over here as quickly as possible." Lion-O looked at his friends.  "We'll have to go to Castle Plundarr and get the shifter gun away from the Mutants before we can use the Sword of Omens to change them back."  Panthro left the council room, and carried out Lion-O's orders. Tygra shifted uncomfortably. Lion-O left the room to prepare for the meeting, leaving the two alone.
      "I'm sorry I snapped at you 'Tara. It's okay, Tygra, I understand perfectly." Cheetara shook her head. "What's wrong 'Tara." Cheetara frowned. "You have to go to the bathroom." Tygra's eyes widened, he put his head in his hands.  Tygra shook his head. "We're both adults, we, we can handle this. I.... Cheetara, I would not have you go through this indignity for anything, you know that don't you?" Cheetara pat Tygra's hand. "I'm not alone in this. It's going to be doubly hard for you."  Cheetara rose, and went upstairs.
      Tygra walked into his room, finished eating his candy, and sat at the drafting table. His shoulder was hurting terribly, so he went into the bathroom,  stripped away the cuff that held Cheetara's power staff and looked in the mirror at his new form.
      Cheetara walked into her bathroom, she could not believe what had happened to her, she began to worry.  What if she were stuck in a male body for the rest of her life?  What would she do?
      Tygra dampened a towel with warm water and set it on his counter.  By that time his other complaint had calmed, and he was comfortable again in that department. Tygra looked at himself in the mirror again, and brushed his face. Tygra had thought it numerous times before, but had to think it again, Cheetara was a rare beauty.  Tygra sighed, took a deep breath, and painfully slid the right shoulder strap of his suit off.  He admired the black spots that adorned his shoulder.
      Cheetara had removed the necessary parts of her uniform away to facilitate toilet use. Earlier, she had lifted the toilet seat up, she reasoned she had better leave it up, hard telling how long she would be in Tygra's body.  Cheetara thought Tygra was attractive, they were not complete strangers to one another, when they were growing up together, Tygra was with her and her family a lot when his parents were killed.
      Cheetara's mother and father, though not officially, had more or less made themselves Tygra's adoptive parents.  When they were older, Cheetara's mother tried desperately to get them together romantically, and they did eventually warm to one another. Tygra and Cheetara would slip off together, and do things that kids do like kiss, one time they almost went way beyond that. Tygra apologized for that incident, he was always so shy, and cautious, he never took the relationship to the next level because of it.  Cheetara had literally thrown herself at him that day, and he wouldn't take her, she wanted him to.
        Cheetara thought, here on Third Earth, although she had tried not to, she found herself infatuated with her lord, Lion-O.
       She and the others had been entrusted with the safe keeping and training of the boy, but that boy was a man now. A very attractive, powerful, man. Cheetara felt that her feelings for him were in some way wrong, she had changed his diapers, fed him, read him bedtime stories, but as she earlier thought, he was grown now.  Cheetara's revelry was broken, she reluctantly got back to the problem at hand.
      Cheetara blushed as she gripped herself and began to urinate, she looked down and to her shock, found she was missing the toilet entirely.  Cheetara adjusted the trajectory and finished, covered herself then bent down to clean up her accident.  She was taller, and not used to it yet, so as a consequence, banged her head into the sharp corner of the counter.  Cheetara rose, growled, and kicked the cabinet door with her foot. It broke clean in two.
      Tygra tried desperately to keep his chest covered as he ministered to his shoulder, it was a losing struggle, the top fell. Tygra tried not to, but he looked. Before him was physical perfection, the desire of every male who had ever laid eyes on her.  On Thundera, Tygra loved her, and he was so stupid!  He could have had her heart forever if he hadn't been so silly, and shy. Now Lion-O had it, it was obvious.
      Tygra continued to rub the shoulder that vexed him, it finally began to feel better.  Tygra found that he was repeatedly looking into the mirror, he blushed, and felt as if he were betraying Cheetara's trust, and that surely Cheetara would not engage in such behavior in his shell.
      Cheetara washed her hands and began to pull her uniform back up onto her torso, but stopped and looked at Tygra's body. She took her oversized hands and brushed down the rough fur that covered her chest, and moved her hands down and rubbed the abdominal muscles, Tygra was gorgeous, and didn't even know it. On Thundera, her friends had told her that she was insane to let Tygra go by, he was a good catch, and that she should have made him pay her attention.
      Tygra was wealthy when he came of age, an architect, and third in line to the leadership of the Tiger clan.  As an added bonus Tygra had the looks of his father, Tybrix the stealthy, and after some thought she thought they were right, and had tried to re kindle her ties with him.  The destruction of Thundera interfered with that, and changed everything.
       Cheetara looked at the cabinet she had broken, and then made a muscle with her bicep and felt it.  Tigers were so different than cheetahs. Cheetahs were built lightly, and slender for speed, Tigers were made for strength, and power.  Great rumors abounded in female circles of how well tigers could satisfy their mates.  Cheetara caught herself stroking her chest,  shook her head and quickly pulled her uniform up and onto her arms, Tygra wouldn't stand in a bathroom and grope her body.
      Cheetara walked out of her room with a clean outfit, and her toiletries.  She walked down the hallway towards Tygra's room, and knocked at the door.
       Tygra hastily put his uniform back onto his shoulders and opened the door, with her sixth sense, did she suspect?  "Yes?" Tygra answered innocently. Cheetara walked into the room and sat down on the bed, hoping that Tygra would not see the flush on her cheeks, she felt embarrassed.  "I brought you a clean outfit to wear, toothbrush, and the like, and some of these." Cheetara produced a small bag of menstrual devices.  Tygra blushed. Cheetara did too. "Do you know how to ..use them? It's, um,  pretty easy to figure out." Tygra nodded.
      Cheetara changed the subject, because the tension was palpable. "Pumyra and Bengali are arriving shortly, Lion-O told them, so we won't have to." Tygra collected the supplies and neatly stacked them on the dresser, except for the toiletries, he put them in a drawer.  "Thank you, Cheetara, I suppose you would like something clean to put on yourself?" Cheetara nodded. Tygra opened his closet and produced a jumpsuit for her and undergarments. Tygra then gave Cheetara her staff cuff. The cuff wouldn't fit over her arm because it was so large so she figured she could stick the staff in the back of her uniform.  "Thank you Tygra." Tygra nodded, and said, "It will be alright, Cheetara, we'll be back in our bodies by tomorrow." Tygra tried to sound confident, but wasn't sure of it.  Cheetara hugged her friend, and inhaled the familiar scent, it was different somehow, she felt funny and left the room.

      Soon Pumyra, Lynx-O, Bengali, Cheetara, Tygra, Lion-O, Panthro, Snarf, and Snarfer were talking about the incident, and how to attack the problem.  "Lynx-O, did you scan Castle Plundarr with the braille board? Yes, Lion-O, the shifter gun is inside of it at the moment." Bengali and Pumyra kept looking at Cheetara and Tygra, when they turned, the puma and tiger turned away and tried to not act like they were looking.  "I propose that we go to Castle Plundarr as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow, they'll be expecting us to attack today, if we catch them off guard tomorrow, maybe we'll stand a better chance of getting the shifter more quickly.  Bengali, Pumyra, Lynx-O, you'll all stay here tonight, and we'll all be up by four o' clock ready for the mission and put an end to this mess, agreed?"  All of the Thundercats agreed, and the Thundercats prepared for the next day.  Later Snarf called everyone into the dining room, it was time to eat.