"Man, this guy was such a hoarder." A young human man said aloud to himself with a frustrated sigh. Books, tons of clothing, jewelry, all owned by one man. Sam lived next door to this man, but the man recently passed away from circumstances that, while not malicious, were definitely unusual. Still, as the man had no living relatives, Sam was allowed to search through the house to see if there was anything of interest he might want before they threw away and donated most of the other things in the home.

Unfortunately, Sam's neighbor had little of value. The neighbor had next to nothing when it came to any kind of electronics, the books he had were extremely old, but not old enough that they were collectibles, and the jewelry appeared to be fake. Truthfully, Sam didn't know his neighbor much at all. He only remembered that the neighbor kept a lot to himself, so much so that Sam just knew the person was old.

Sam walked into the bedroom in hopes of finding some sort of jewelry that he could pawn off. "Let's see." He found a clear case on a shelf next to the bed and opened it up to find a variety of jewelry, but none of it seemed to be valuable. One thing that stuck out was a gold colored ring with an emerald tip. Sam was terrible at appraisals, but this ring may have had some value, or at least the emerald tip would be worth something.

As Sam held onto the ring, he felt a strange rush of power emitting from it. He couldn't explain what it was, but it felt like an immense power that was also strangely a feeling of comfort. He glanced down at the case and saw various other rings. He was tempted to just slip a bunch of them on and snap his fingers, but he just settled for one ring. 'It's a little tacky to try to get so much money from a dead person. One ring, that's all I'll take.' He thought with an affirming nod.

Unable to help himself, Sam slipped the ring on his index finger and looked it over. He couldn't help but chuckle. 'Why would a guy even wear this?' The ring looked very feminine, so much he wasn't even sure why he put it on other than it just felt like the right thing to do and that the sense of power he thought came from it would transfer to him, but it was just a silly fantasy thought he quickly dismissed when he saw nothing happening. He did feel strange, and the strange feeling was happening in his hand. He glanced down, and his eyes grew wide.

The finger he put the ring on was pitch black. He put his left hand onto the ring and tried to pull it off, but to no avail. It was as if the ring clung to him like glue. Moreover, his blackened finger was getting bigger. At first, Sam thought the ring must have been cutting off circulation to his finger, but he was seeing the black spread to all of his fingers, and the very palm of his right hand. "Oh shit. Okay, I've got to get this thing off now."

Sam had no idea if his neighbor had ring cutters or not. Heck, he doubted he had anything to help him at home, but it'd be better to be at home struggling to pull a ring off a blackening hand than the neighbors. Moreover, he began to feel a growing heat between his legs that was quickly proving hard to ignore. With a frown on his face, he rushed out of his neighbors house and back home. He kept his right hand down by his thighs while he used his left to close his neighbor's door, and open his own.

Once Sam got home, he slammed the door shut and raised his right hand. The blackness was starting to spread up his arm, and he noticed his hand looked strange, something besides the blackness on his hand. In addition to the dark color, his fingers looked... larger and softer? He placed his left hand on his right, and immediately jumped, removed that hand, and let out a yelp. His right hand was covered in black fur! He turned his palm over to see pink paw pads on both his palm and his growing fattening digits. The ring on his finger was impossible to remove without cutting it off now, though it strangely didn't seem to impede the growth of his hand.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam breathed heavily. His heart pounded and his crotch throbbed. Despite his hand transforming into such a strange large paw with flexible digits, he was actually getting aroused! He couldn't help himself. Part of him almost wanted to chop off his finger, but that would be too drastic. The black fur continued to spread up to his elbow, and even beyond that. As the fur spread, Sam noticed something else happening to his arm. Not only was his arm getting furry and black, but the muscles within them were also becoming much more prominent. It felt so much easier to just lift his arm into the air and down, as if he had been working out for days when in reality, he was a bit of a science nerd.

'Okay, the furry paw arm is one thing, but the muscles are pretty exciting.' It was more than just muscles, but his arm was growing larger in size, in addition to the muscles that kept growing. As the fur spread to his shoulder and right chest, muscles began growing there too. For a brief moment, things felt off balance. He had to sit down on his living room sofa in order to avoid falling. In addition to all the fur, the warmth in his crotch just kept growing too. "F-fuck. Is this really turning me on THAT much?" Transformation wasn't his fetish, but he couldn't deny the hard beating of his heart empowering his cock to point upward.

Sam couldn't help himself. While his body was transforming in a way that sent a variety of emotions rushing through him, his arousal was becoming too much. He reached down between his legs and stroked his cock with his left hand while he continued to watch muscles grow on his chest, as well as his body grow bigger in size with both muscles, and height. 'I'm becoming some sort of giant furry freak. Uhn. Why is it so hot?' He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth. It was only a short amount of time before he felt himself orgasm in his pants, soaking his underwear with his seed, and powerfully as well. As he came, his cock shrank bit by bit, though the continuous heat inside of him made it hard to tell.

The black fur and massive muscles continued to grow, but now down his left arm. His chest looked inhumanly strong, and not just because of the fur he was getting. He was almost proud of the massive muscles he was gaining, though there was something strange about the tone of his muscles, it was something he couldn't quite focus on.

'Okay, so I'm transforming into some furry thing. A freak yeah, but holy crap this is a powerful freak.' Furries were nonexistent within his world, he'd stick out like a sore thumb, but with the power he felt, it was something he'd be more than happy to show off to the world. He tore off his shirt proudly, and then glanced down at his legs, which now looked so out of place compared to his chest and muscular arms. "Maybe my cock will grow too. Heh... I wouldn't complain about that."

Sam pulled off his pants and underwear, they were soaked with seed so there was little point in keeping them on anyways. As he pulled them off, he saw the black fur trailing downward, but as it got to his crotch, it wasn't growing his cock, but shrinking it. He had already noticed a change before, but he figured it was just because he had orgasmed before. Now there was no denying it, his cock wasn't getting bigger, but quite the opposite. "Oh no, no, no. You've got to be kidding me." He let out a grunt as his shaft, now flaccid, let out another spurt of seed and emptied his testicles. His cock and balls pulled inside of his crotch leaving not his manhood, but a feminine clit.

Just as his cock changed, the fur continued to rush down his now bare legs, and much like his hands, his feet changed into paws. Sam leaned back and panted heavily. There was still a burning, lingering heat inside of her despite the fact that she was now female and lacked a cock, the burning heat made her spread her now muscular thighs. It was so hard to focus on anything else except pleasuring herself, even though she was now a furry creature of sorts, and a female at that.

Sam couldn't help but stroke herself and let out a feminine moan. She could both see and feel a muzzle growing out, as well as a tail push out from above her plumping rear. The vagina was just the beginning of her femininity. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck. I don't want to be a female giantess.' Her growth stopped and left her a good nine feet tall, and powerful enough to beat virtually any human in a bodybuilding competition. Fur covered her from head to toe, mostly black fur but, if she saw her back, she'd see the infamous white stripe of the skunk anthro that she was becoming. She could see the tail, and feel the tail flicker behind her that went just as wild as her emotions.

"Okay, I have to calm down." She took a deep breath as she tried to gather her surroundings, and what she had become. The transformation didn't seem to slow down, nor did the heat in her crotch go away. The heat had instead changed to needing to fill the void inside of her, to stuff something in her cunt and play with it. "If I can remove the ring, I can undo this." She glanced down at the ring on her finger. Despite her swollen paws, the ring remained. There seemed to be no feasible way to remove it at this point though. Even if she found a way to cut through the ring, her paws had grown so big that her flesh and fur were covering parts of the ring, so much that it'd be hard to move it out of the way, especially when her body was nearly pure muscle. She thought about pulling the ring, but she didn't want to pull her finger clean off!

"Uhn...fucking..." Sam was inside her house. She couldn't even remember getting back in her house, but she remembered leaving the neighbors. She briefly thought that the neighbors might have something to help her out, but she didn't want to leave the house as an amazonian skunk woman. She looked immensely powerful, but she was so horny that she feared the sight of a cock would drive her body to slam the nearest man on the ground and hump them to death. She normally wasn't into men, heck she still wasn't, but her body needed to get filled with something, anything. She glanced around the inside of her home, mentally cursing that she hadn't found anyone to live with yet, though even if she did, she'd have to find a man anyways. A woman just wouldn't cut it for her needs.

'I'd ask how worse could this get, but I know whenever you say that, things always get worse.' She thought to herself in her new voice. Her voice had a deep tone to it, but still feminine.
She glanced down at her new body. Her tits were still growing, surpassing DD in size, even for her monumental height, she had huge tits. Her pawed legs and hands were massive. She tried to think about any tool she might have to get the ring off, but the pulsating heat from her crotch quickly distracted her thoughts from pulling off the ring, a ring that she swore she saw was glowing underneath her fur.

Just then, Sam felt another sensation in her crotch. The sensation was enough to cause even her powerful body to shiver and let out a quiet moan. She felt a pressure inside of her and, unable to help herself, she unleashed it to the floor below her, experiencing her first female orgasm suddenly. Her heart pounded heavily and despite how athletic she appeared to be, she felt exhausted. She rubbed a hand along her belly softly, and noticed a small bulge sticking out from it. "H-huh?"

Sam was still undoubtedly powerful, though also paralyzed at the same time. She felt like a massive skunk goddess with just a flaw for being so horny. She wanted to find something to stick in her cunt, but her muscular legs wouldn't let her stand. The bump in her belly grew larger, and it took her a moment to figure out what was going on. She knew she wasn't getting fat, there was no way she could be gaining so much weight when she still had so many visible muscles, but something else was happening to her.

"No, no, no. I can't be pregnant." The bump continued to grow more and more inside of her. She let out a gasp as the need to be filled was stuck in her mind. Despite being pregnant, she still needed a cock inside of her body! "Uhhhnnn." She was thankful to still retain her mind, but her body was begging for sex, all while a baby grew inside of her more and more. She had rarely seen pregnant women before, but she guessed she was about six months along, and still growing. 'Is this life even real inside of me? I'm a fucking vir... okay, if anyone's reading my thoughts, I'm totally not a virgin, but I never had sex as a female!'

Her womb stopped growing when she looked to be around nine months pregnant, full term and ready to pop at any moment, but she didn't feel that. She felt kicking inside of her womb, as well as the needy heat to have something inside of that aching dripping pulsating cunt of hers. Fur covered her body from head to paw, and it also left her feeling very hot. Clothes would no longer be an option for her, not that any clothes she had would fit her new form anyways.

Sam waited on the floor for a moment. Her breathing was hard, her stomach was seemingly bigger than her muscles, and her body telling her that she needed a cock was also poking at the back of her mind, but she was still Sam. She could control these urges if she had a strong willpower. She just had to figure out what she was going to do with that new body of hers.

Sam glanced over at her table and saw her laptop popped open. She recalled seeing the email about her neighbors and that was what got her to visit. She pulled herself up and walked over to her laptop. Both her couch and laptop felt so much smaller with her new form, and she couldn't keep her paws away from her pink slit between her legs. Fingering herself helped sate her need somewhat, at least enough to help keep her mind more on track with what she wanted to do besides find someone and fuck their brains out.

The moment she turned on the screen using her free hand, she noticed an advertisement, displaying information about those recently transformed and how someone could help. She opened up the page and it revealed a picture of an equine anthro. "Fucking... anthros don't really exist." She said, though then she looked down at her needy massively muscular pregnant body and let out a sigh. "Never mind."
She'd continue to look at the website, something that just seemed to occur so out of the blue, and definitely a targeted ad. The website talked about how one could reverse magical effects, all they had to do was... subscribe to Myu's Patreon?

Sam slammed her computer shut so hard that she heard a loud crack come from both it and the table. Despite being pregnant, she really was a powerful amazonianess skunk. Still, if she had to pay to get herself transformed back, and she'd have no idea if that worked, then she would just stay in this form for as long as she needed until she found a better answer! "At least I don't have the odor of a skunk." She muttered. She leaned back and felt her large thick fluffy tail up against her head, and she had to admit that it was nice. Maybe she could keep the ring on for a bit longer, just to maybe... experiment.

"Well... I guess I don't mind staying in this form for a while. It has its perks." She turned her head to the left and flexed her muscular arm with a grin, then she felt the pulsating heat of her cunt, and she let out a sigh. She'd have to go outside and look for some man, any man that would fit her very specific requirements, which was to have a cock.

Still, it wasn't as if they'd be able to say no to a body like hers, Sam figured. Who knew, she might find herself liking it more than she thought. She stood up, and with a sway of her tail and a swing of her hips, she stepped outside to begin her life anew as the massively powerful, pregnant, amazoness goddess that she was, and that she'd tell the world that's who she was.