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In his story, the lynx-hybrid is on the prowl for a good looking, sweet talking buck by the name of Evan, who runs a coffee shop in his new Virginia town. All seems to be going well when Evan says yes, but will the secrets he harbors ruin a perfectly good date, or make it that much better?\n\nOrio is his own intellectual property. Evan the buck is my intellectual property, please don't use either without the proper permissions.\n\nAs always, read, comment and enjoy!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Bad title is bad.

The second up in our batch of Christmas Cookies commission specials, this time for the wonderful Orio! In his story, the lynx-hybrid is on the prowl for a good looking, sweet talking buck by the name of Evan, who runs a coffee shop in his new Virginia town. All seems to be going well when Evan says yes, but will the secrets he harbors ruin a perfectly good date, or make it that much better?

Orio is his own intellectual property. Evan the buck is my intellectual property, please don't use either without the proper permissions.

As always, read, comment and enjoy!", "writing": "Orio always was good at adapting to changes in his life.\n\nOne day, he was busy roaming the cornfields of Iowa, trying to find a little direction in his life, and not weeks later, he found himself on the road again and headed out to the diverse state of Virginia, ready to start a new life for himself.\n\nWith a new job, a new town and a new setting came new routines for Orio, who awoke in his apartment on a calm, peaceful, weekend day, a Saturday that he didn't have to work. Sleeping in did wonders for his mood, and Orio sprung right up out of bed, naked as the day he was born, and hopped right into the shower.\n\n\"Gonna grab a quick cup of coffee at my favorite spot, relax a little bit and- damn, that's hot!\" Orio exclaimed, pretending to sing into his bottle of body wash, but the rhyme was unintentional, caused by how quickly the water heater in his apartment spiced things up. Laughing and shaking it off, the feline hybrid of lynx, cheetah and tiger kitten poured a little bit of the body wash down the white fur of his underbelly, as the water cascaded over his fur and soaked him from head to toe. Soft, fluffy-furred paws worked the smooth, cool gel into a foamy lather and started pressing it through, smoothing it over his shoulders and sides as Orio languished in the refreshment of his morning wash. \"And maybe that [i]cute[/i] buck will be there again today, too...\"\n\nOne of the most welcome changes that Orio came to appreciate was the fact that working at his favorite coffee shop was one of the most lovely deer that he'd ever laid eyes on. He was almost careful not to think about it in the shower, knowing that even the thought of his new crush might turn his shower from an innocent grooming affair to a steamy session with himself, but no matter how he tried to fight it, thoughts of the buck kept creeping into his mind, and blood kept creeping into his nether-regions, stiffening up his feline length bit by bit until the foamy, sudsy water dripping down his tummy made a shimmering display out of the suddenly throbbing pink flesh.\n\n[i]Smooth, soft fur.\n\nSlim, toned arms with just a perfect amount of muscle when he was working the ovens in the back, and a nice, round rump that stuck out and asked to be squeezed when he was bent over in the same.\n\nAnd those eyes...[/i]\n\nOrio was so lost in his daydream that he didn't even notice the water starting to cool off a bit, and he was hardly conscious of the fact that his paw was wrapped tight around his cock and gently milking it, the body wash now an unwilling lubricant in the lewd display. Right now, Orio wasn't even in the shower in his own mind, but in the coffee shop just after hours, with the blinds closed to create the perfect ambiance of penetrating sunlight at the bottom; just enough illumination to let a peeping tom see Orio leaned over the counter with Evan, the stud of a buck that he was, standing over the top of him and tearing the clothes from the hapless young feline hybrid as he kept him pinned down tight, their hips joined in a gentle, prying friction as two pairs of denim jeans denied them what they both so desperately wanted...\n\nAnd then, gentle shivers brought the poor feline back to reality as the water became a little too chilly to ignore. Disappointed, Orio gently turned the water heater back up, slowly releasing his length, though a thin strand of precum stuck to his fur and came away with it. \"Awww...man. I knew it was too good to be true...but today is the day! It's a new year full of new possibilities in a new place, and it's about high time I took a real shot at Evan!\"\n\nHe was in a rush, after that. Quick, furious scrubbing and a rushed finish to the shower had Orio out on his footpaws and standing in front of the mirror, giving himself a look over as he gathered up his toothbrush and toothpaste. He squeezed a nurdle out onto the toothbrush and set about brushing his fangs, paying extra special attention to the front to get them as shiny as possible. Like many men, he over-analyzed himself as he brushed, looking over his arms, shoulders and tummy in the mirror as he went along, trying to build up his own confidence instead of criticizing himself. He had to believe that he was desirable, and he knew that he looked the part. It was just a matter of putting everything into action, now.\n\n\"[b][i]Paatuh![/b][/i]\" Orio spit the toothpaste from his maw and gargled a couple of times, grinning a bright, fang-filled grin at himself in the mirror and giving himself a nod of approval. He was clean, he smelled of delightful notes of vanilla and citrus, and after a quick swipe of the comb, he was looking positively well-groomed. \"Today's the day you get Evan to do a whole lot more than bring you your coffee!\" he said, and the self pep talk worked as Orio smiled a bright, authentic smile and started toweling himself off on his way back into the bedroom.\n\nThe outfit had to be perfect too, of course. Orio went right to his top drawer, carousing through several pairs of underthings that would certainly surprise those who didn't know him. Most men went for boxers, or even the classic 'tighty-whities,' but Orio veered from that norm in his choice of underwear. He had a preference for women's undergarments, and one of his favorite pairs was a bright pink pair with lace along the edges, extremely feminine and the perfect hidden adornment to make Orio feel that much more attractive. Clutching them in his paws with a giddy smile, the feline hybrid slid them on and covered up his manhood, just barely, with the thin, bikini style dressings. A pair of proper fitting jeans that let his natural shape shine through covered his lower half the rest of the way, and a plain white t-shirt covered up his torso before getting tucked in, and then covered itself as he threw on a comfortable, yes classy long sleeved shirt with a shallow v-neck, shaded in burnt orange. A quick pass back in front of the mirror to check out his own outfit was met with a thumbs up, and just like that, Orio was dressed to kill and ready to hunt some deer.\n\n**\n\nThe new downtown was alive with plenty of hustle and bustle, despite the cool air of winter that descended recently on the state of Virginia. Orio was in great spirits, passing a friendly wave every now and again to fellow furs walking down the sidewalk with him, and his spirit was unwavering, even to those who chose to ignore his waves. [i]Their loss,[/i] he thought as he strolled right up to the door of the Cafe Chesapeake, placed a paw on the door handle...and froze.\n\n[i]Come on, Orio. You can do this. No time to be getting cold feet. Open the door.[/i]\n\nUsually, Orio had no problem taking affection when and where he wanted it, and any number of his friends would attest to his open-hugging nature, but here and now, the only hugging was his paw around the door handle, and it was a tight, white knuckle [b]grip[/b]. In his mind, every wrong way that the conversation could go was running over and over again for Orio, like an endless loop of mental failures that he couldn't shake, yet he couldn't stop his paw from shaking as he winced his eyes closed. [i]Deep, deep breath. Come on, Orio.[/i]\n\n\"Huuuuuuh...whew...\"\n\nOrio opened his eyes and looked into the glass door of the cafe, and saw what he saw in the mirror at his home: a look of confidence played in a friendly smile on the handsome face of a feline hybrid. \n\nHe was ready.\n\nWith another relaxed breath, Orio swung the door of the cafe open and stepped inside, his bright, lively blue eyes immediately setting their sights on the buck of his dreams. Just inside the shop, past the myriad of quirky tables and chairs that filled the open space of the cafe, just on the other side of the counter was Evan. He was every bit as gorgeous in person as he was in Orio's fantasy, and though his work uniform was little more than a pair of simple black slacks and a tucked in white polo shirt, Orio wasn't about to complain; the polo was a perfect fit to accentuate his slim, toned arms, and the slacks shaped his rump just right to make the fluffy little tail poking out look just that much cuter.\n\nAntlers titled up towards the ceiling and bright, aquamarine eyes flew up to meet with Orio's lively blues. \"Welcome to the Cafe Chesapeake, stranger. How may I help you?\"\n\nA couple other random furs dotted the cafe, but Orio knew right away in that moment of powerful, captivating eye contact that Evan was speaking to him. Those eyes were [i]breathtaking[/i]. \"Good afternoon, Evan,\" Orio replied, looking down at the name tag on his uniform, just to make it appear as if he hadn't seen it before. \"Think you could whip me up a cup of cafe vanilla?\"\n\n\"Coming right up,\" Evan said with a cheerful smile, one that only grew wider as Orio slipped a dollar bill from his pocket and placed it in the glass jar on the counter, clearly labeled 'tips.' Everything at the cafe was done as naturally as possible, but as cafe vanilla was one of the most popular house blends, Evan had the fortune of always having a small supply of it ready brewed, and always fresh. The warm, succulent aroma of roasted beans immediately filled Orio's nose as Evan flicked the tap over a Styrofoam cup and rich, dark brown coffee started to fill it. Steam wafted away from the cup in an alluring trail towards the feline hybrid as Evan set the cup down on the counter and added a little sprig of a special house seasoning that they added to all of their coffee, and an extra shot of vanilla cream was added right after, bringing out a bold but sweet flavor. A canister of homemade whipped cream hovered over the cup next, and with a masterfully skilled paw, Evan swirled a perfect amount onto the surface of the coffee, and an added straw completed the drink. The buck smiled down at his work, admiring it for a moment with pride before turning back to Orio and placing it on the counter.\n\nOrio was swimming in a sensual pool, as the delightful aromas of the coffee were just an added bonus to the show he enjoyed, watching Evan's shoulders rise and fall with each motion of his arms, and the gentle curve of his rump just begging to be squeezed under a cute, flickering deer tail. \"Looks absolutely delicious,\" Orio said in a sneaky, dreamy double-entendre. \"And how much do I owe you?\"\n\n\"A large cafe vanilla is gonna be three bucks,\" Evan replied. Though the prices weren't exactly dirt cheap, it was certainly a lot cheaper than the average Starbucks, and the service simply couldn't be beat.\n\n[i]One buck would be plenty enough for me,[/i] Orio thought, as he reached into his back pocket and pulled a five dollar bill out of his wallet. \"Perfect,\" he said, as he offered Evan the bill, but when the buck reached out for it, Orio had to resist the urge to pull it back to tease him. \"And how much more would it be for your phone number?\"\n\nEvan set his pawtips on the bill just in time for his eyes to widen up at the sudden question. He was a good looking buck, and certainly had no troubles in his romantic life, but that had a lot to do with him not having much of one to begin with, and mostly, that was by choice. \"Y-you're serious...?\" he asked, as warmth started to creep into his cheeks. \n\nOrio was worried he may have come on too strong, but it was a bit too late to pull back now. \"Dead serious, actually,\" he replied.\n\n\"That...that...\"\n\n[i]Shit, here it comes...[/i]\n\n\"That was literally [b]just[/b] cheesy enough to work,\" Evan finally stammered out, taking the bill in his paws finally and hastily making change. Despite how graceful the buck looked the entire time he was whipping up the coffee, his paws were suddenly clumsy as he became visibly flustered, and Orio had to hide a chuckle behind his paw as Evan handed him back two dollars. \"Gotta admit it's been a little while since anyone ever asked me for that at work, though.\"\n\n\"I find that hard to believe. A good looking buck like you has to have guys and girls barking up that tree all the time!\"\n\nEvan smiled. \"That's very kind of you to say, but most ladies don't bother with me anyway, and a lot of guys get intimidated by my antlers...\"\n\n\"I don't think they're intimidating at all,\" Orio admitted. \"I actually really like them...\"\n\nOrio was certain that Evan would burst into flames if he laid it on any thicker, but the way Evan reacted was just so cute that he couldn't keep himself from buttering the buck up. \"At least I'm not scaring you off right off the bat,\" Evan joked, closing up the register and tearing off a loose piece of receipt paper. \"I'm sorry if this is a bit forthcoming, but...did you want to maybe go out somewhere tonight?\"\n\n\"It's no trouble at all,\" Orio replied as Evan scribbled his number onto the paper. \"I like it when a guy takes initiative, and I didn't have plans for the evening anyway.\"\n\n\"In that case, send me a text at this number, and we can talk after I get off of work about grabbing a drink somewhere, maybe,\" Evan suggested. \"I do have to close up the shop tonight though, so I could be stuck here [b]awfully[/b] late.\"\n\nOrio took his drink in his paw and gave it a curious sip. Sweet, gentle notes of vanilla and cream mingled perfectly with a warm, rich roast, and Orio understood completely why the place was almost always so busy. \"Simply delicious,\" he whispered, before perking an ear in thought at Evan's idea. \"How about I just come straight here, then?\"\n\n\"Here?\" Evan asked, eyes widening. \"Like, work?\"\n\n\"Sure! I could even help you close up, if you need it.\"\n\n\"I could never ask that kind of thing of a stranger...and besides, I'll be a mess at the end of the shift, and there's not a whole lot to do in here, and-\"\n\n\"Relax,\" Orio cut him off, smirking just slightly as he did, perhaps deviously. \"I already know what you look like at work, and I don't think that's gonna change too much in the next six hours, nor am I bothered by rolling up my sleeves and helping out a bit.\"\n\nEvan could hardly believe his luck. A smooth talking, well dressed and admittedly sexy lynx wasn't just trying to ask him for a date; he was offering to help clean up the shop at the end of the day! \"I'm still not gonna let you help me, but I guess we could meet up here to start the night, anyway...other than you, who am I trying to impress, right?\"\n\nOrio nodded calmly, despite how giddy he was inside. His face was confident, kind and collected; his innards were jumping around like a ten year old schoolgirl who just chugged a cup of coffee. \"All right, if you're really that determined, I'll let you close up first,\" he offered. \"Soon as I show up, though, you're off the clock, and on a date. Sound good?\"\n\nIt sounded great to Evan, who didn't have nearly the composure Orio did. His smile was shy, his cheeks flushed, and his entire complexion was simply adorable. \"Sounds like a plan to me, mister...?\"\n\n\"Orio. You can call me Orio.\"\n\n\"Like the cookie!\" Evan exclaimed, feeling clever, and then a little bit silly as he got ahead of himself. \"Heh, I mean...Hope to see you later tonight?\"\n\nOrio reached out with his free paw and took the piece of paper from Evan, looking over the number with a confident grin. \"No need to hope. I wouldn't miss it,\" he confirmed, carefully tucking the number into his front pocket and giving Evan a flirty, inviting wave as he sipped his drink and stepped out the door. Before he was out of the full view of the large window in the front of the store, he couldn't help a celebratory fist pump at the thought of everything having gone even better than he'd planned.\n\n**\n\nSeconds felt like hours, and hours felt like days as Orio found ways to pass the time downtown. Whether it was visiting the arcade, strolling around in the park, or catching a movie, however, nothing seemed to make the time pass any faster. [i]Not a bad idea for places to take Evan on a future date, though,[/i] Orio pondered. His paws carried him back down the sidewalk toward the cafe, never having strayed too far from it. He wanted to be punctual, and he wanted to try and stay on the wave of confidence that he was riding. He'd been tempted to come back to the cafe early and just wait around for Evan to get off the clock and close the place up, but out of respect for how shy he seemed, Orio stayed away until just a couple minutes after closing.\n\nHe could already imagine just how it would go.\n\nEvan would be tussled and messy, but in the most adorable way; a cute little wreck with a smile on his face, wearing his work with pride. Orio was sure the shop would still be a mess, and after a quick and much needed pick-me-up, he was sure that Evan would need a little tender, loving care, and he'd be more than happy to provide it and take the reins from the shy buck, all while drawing him in further and further, until the cafe was nothing more than the set from a glorified sex tape. It was such a vivid daydream that Orio felt his length tenting against his jeans as he placed a paw on the door handle of the cafe once more.\n\n\"Uh...\"\n\nAs he swung it open, his expectations and mind were completely blown.\n\n\"Good evening again, Orio. Sorry for being such a mess when you came in earlier. I tend to get a little bit dirty running the shop all day, and, well, I just wasn't expecting such [i]handsome[/i] company.\"\n\nThe entire store was tidied to the point that it looked like Evan had closed up shop early. All the tables and chairs were neatly tucked against the side wall, the blinds were down all the way to the floor to avoid any passing glances, and a soft, warm glow came from the front counter, where only accent lighting made Evan visible. The buck was every bit of a stud in Orio's eyes, but now he was dressed for the part in a pair of tight, form-fitting black dress slacks and a wine red dress shirt of finely woven silk, shimmering faintly in the light and accented with a slim tie of black and red crosshatching. The man knew how to dress, and Orio almost had to put his paw to his jaw to keep it from hitting the floor. \n\n\"You seem a bit surprised,\" Evan continued, seeing that Orio was a little too dumbfounded to reply. \"I get that a lot, honestly. You see, the facade of running of a coffee shop all day can be a bit taxing on my appearance, and it's definitely a [b]major[/b] contrast from what I like to do with my free time.\" The buck took calm, calculated steps out from behind the front counter and stepped right up to the mentally paralyzed buck. Not showing even a scrap of the shyness that he exhibited before, Evan pressed a gingerly kiss right into the fluff of Orio's cheek and stepped slightly away from him, pulling out a chair at the only table left in the center of the cafe. It was set with a simple theme of white, black and red; a thin tablecloth of white linen was draped over the table, with black chairs that were decorated in fine, red upholstery, and complimented perfectly by the black plates, red napkins and silverware that was shined so brightly, it appeared almost as white to the naked eye. \"Would you like to take a seat so we can begin our date proper?\"\n\nOrio finally found his voice again, though not til a moment after his chair was already pulled, and his cheeks were already warming and tainted with a thin shade of pink. \"O-oh! Of course!\" he replied, not wanting to look at all like he'd been taken in by the simple, yet sweet gesture. The turn of events left him a bit off-kilter, as he was expecting to be the one to have to take the lead, and yet, Evan was doing just that. He even waited for Orio to sit down and pushed his seat in the rest of the way for him before taking his own seat, walking to it with the same calm, calculated steps that were almost [i]too[/i] perfect to be real. \"And if you don't mind my asking, I'd love to know what it is you do in your spare time, Evan.\"\n\n\"Do you mean specifically pertaining to what I was just talking about, or in general?\"\n\n\"Hmm...both.\"\n\nEvan chuckled briefly. \"Heh. I'm not sure that I'm so interesting outside of this place, in general. I'm working well over 60 hours a week here to make ends meet, so I don't have a lot of free time, and my hobbies are a bit old fashioned, so to speak. I enjoy parlor games like pool, darts and cribbage, and I do my best to dress the part when I'm not covered in coffee and dried up whipped cream,\" he explained. \"I'm sure you're much more interesting than I am, though. Why don't you tell me a little bit more about you?\" [i]It'll help me size you up...[/i]\n\n\"Hey, I'm really not that interesting either!\" Orio insisted, a wide grin on his face at the sudden compliment. Evan was easy on the eyes, and Orio was delighted to find he had a smooth tongue, as well. \"But if you're curious, I just moved to Virgina recently for a new job. Given how much I love my Orioles and my Ravens, it seemed like a logical move!\" \n\n\"A bit of a sports fan, then?\"\n\n\"Mmhm. I definitely enjoy playing them as much as I do watching them.\"\n\n\"I can tell,\" Evan replied, his eyes having flirted with Orio's the entire time, but while they weren't making eye contact, he was sneaking peeks at the lynx-hybrid's physique. Evan was heartily impressed, and Orio could nearly feel those eyes, powerful and captivating, roaming over his body like a pair of weary travelers looking for a place to rest and recover. \"And it's refreshing to see someone come into the store who is a bit more than one dimensional.\"\n\n\"And it's nice to meet someone who is so sweet with his words,\" Orio replied, trying not to flatten his ears and show off just how shy Evan's kind words were making him. \"But you never did tell me what your other hobby was, you know,\" he tried diverting the conversation back toward Evan, hoping it would give him a chance to get a grip on himself. Evan had a certain, mysterious darkness about him since the change, and suddenly, Orio found himself being swept off his paws, more than doing the sweeping himself.\n\n\"Transformation.\"\n\nThe answer was so blunt, Orio felt his train of thought derail so hard, it could have taken out a small city on impact. \"I'm sorry. Did I catch you off guard with that?\" Evan asked, slowly standing up from the table and stepping back towards the counter. His words flowed as he walked, \"I happen to be a man who is very interested in the ways that we can use different chemicals and substances not to alter our minds, necessarily, but to temporarily alter our bodies, so that we can live out lives that we could only previously dream of. It turns out a lot of furs are interested in the same, and I've found myself quite a popular figure locally just by procuring a couple different substances and trying to make my own blends.\"\n\n\"I...I'm sorry. Did you just say [b]transformation[/b]?\" Orio asked, still unsure if he even heard the first word of that speech properly, much less the dialogue following. \"Like, chemically and magically induced transformation?\"\n\n\"I'm not sure if you're familiar with the subject, or just very intrigued by it.\"\n\nOrio bit his tongue to keep from admitting too much, too fast. The enigma surrounding Evan was growing by the moment, and Orio was stuck between deciding if he was going to turn tail and run, or if he was eager to see how deep the rabbit hole went. \"Well, I...I mean, maybe I...\"\n\n\"You're familiar. I can hear it in your hesitation,\" Evan suggested, as he reached the counter in his calculated stroll and placed a paw on a pitcher. A small, nearly intangible stream of steam flowed up from the pitcher as he turned back to look Orio right in the eyes. \"And there's no lying in those deep pools of blue, Orio. I can see you searching for a lie, but none will come forth for you, will they?\" \n\nOrio silently shook his head. He felt like even if he could speak, Evan was somehow going to know his words right before he spoke.\n\n\"That's good. I like an honest man,\" Evan sincerely admitted. \"I could tell that you and I would get along just fine when you first came in. A sweet talking lynx with a friendly smile, bright blue eyes and a positive attitude? How could I pass you up?\" he asked himself, as he took a simple black coffee cup from the counter and poured a substance into it, one that looked like nothing more than simple coffee. \"I just hope you don't mind that I have some very interesting ideas planned for our date. Care for a drink?\"\n\nThere was finally a jumping point for Orio to speak again. \"I'd love one, actually,\" he replied, never once having looked away from Evan. He was an alluring buck, no doubt, but he wasn't sure how much he trusted him just yet. Much to his relief, he didn't see Evan put anything in the fresh, piping hot cup of coffee. \"And I guess that all depends on your definition of interesting, really!\"\n\nEvan was glad to see that Orio was eager to proceed with the date. \"Fantastic!\" he exclaimed, his teeth shining through a bright smile as he walked back over to Orio and set the coffee cup down in front of him, not passing up the opportunity to rest a paw on his shoulder and give it a gentle brush. \"We'll get to the more interesting part later tonight, I can promise you that much. As for now,\" he paused, taking his paw back and stepping back to his seat, politely sitting down once again and leaning over the table just a little bit, his eyes piercing holes right through Orio's soft blues and into his heart, \"Why don't we just chat a little bit more? Y'know, get to know each other and enjoy a small snack, if you like?\"\n\n\"I'd really love that, but I won't deny it, you've got my interest piqued,\" Orio said, his paws wrapping around both sides of the warm mug. \"I won't deny that I am kinda into it, and I definitely have a few friends that enjoy it as much as I do, maybe even more.\"\n\n\"What exactly would you like to know?\" Evan asked, bringing the cup in front of him to his lips and taking a quiet sip. \"And I had a feeling your friends might be into the same thing.\"\n\nOrio saw no immediate changes when Evan took his sip, deciding that he really must be safe at this point. He took a deep, long swig of the tasty coffee before he spoke, enjoying the subtle flavors of hazelnut and vanilla as they moved down his throat. \"I guess I'm just curious how you got so involved in the transformation scene. It seems like everyone has a good story about it,\" Orio suggested. \"And how would you know anything about my friends?\"\n\n\"There was a show not too long ago, I'd say...hm. Maybe a month or two ago, Furfest I believe? Anyway, I supplied a few fellows there some of the new concoctions I'd been working on, and even made a small trade. Picked up my first ever bottle of Prebudila and brought it back here. A name like Orio is awfully unique, and I feel like it was mentioned when I made the exchange...\"\n\n\"[b]You[/b] were at Furfest?! I definitely don't remember seeing you!\"\n\n\"It was an awfully large show, not to mention that we certainly didn't know each other at the time,\" Evan reminded him, taking another short, quiet sip from his cup. \"They were a nice group of gents, though. A lion, some husky racoon hybrid, and some other thing that I can't even begin to classify. Sort of tiger striped, but he was a canine...definitely the kind of effect you'd have to use chemicals to get! He was the one who gave me the Prebudila, and he said he was looking for his buddy Orio...of all the gin joints in the world, am I right?\"\n\nEvan chuckled as he used the dated reference, and Orio just tried to grasp the concept of how small the world really was that he was in a coffee shop, on a date with someone who may have already met several of his friends before. It made him feel cosmically small, but it was a fun, enlightening experience, as well. \"Pretty hard to find a stranger coincidence than that,\" Orio agreed as he took another deep, long sip of his coffee. Each time he took a sip, the flavor profile seemed to improve and sweeten up just a little bit. \"And if those are the friends that I think they are, I'm sure they were plenty thrilled with the results of your particular chemicals.\"\n\n\"I hope you will be, too.\"\n\n\"...Beg pardon, Evan?\"\n\nEvan took his coffee cup to his lips one more time, and made a distinct, slurping sound, but when he pulled the cup away, he turned it upside down, and not a single drop fell from it. [i]That's right![/i] Orio thought. [i]He only filled one cup over by the counter. His cup was sitting there the whole time! I didn't even notice![/i] \n\n\"Sorry to have been a little deceptive, but most people are too apprehensive on the first date to give my new formulas a try. The moment you expressed any kind of interest, my mind was made up about having a fun little adventure with you tonight, lynx.\"\n\n\"I'm actually a lynx-cheetah-tiger-kitty, thank you very much!\"\n\n\"Not anymore, you're not. At least, not in a couple minutes here.\"\n\nDespite his concern for his own safety and well-being, Orio found his mind wandering back to the growing sweetness of the coffee. Knowing full well what would happen to him now, he took another sip, and found that the concoction no longer tasted like coffee at all, but purely of hazelnut, vanilla and sweet cream. It was the perfect balance of sugary delight and smooth finish, and before he knew it, Orio felt like he was feeding an addiction, tilting the cup up and guzzling down the entirety of its contents, save for the little bit that dribbled down his chin as he spilled in his haste. He set the cup down hard with a harsh [i][b]CLANK[/i][/b] and gasped, taking a deep, winded breath after swallowing it all. His lungs felt as if they were shrinking just a little, and his stomach started to feel smaller as he could feel the sinister substance coursing down his throat and into his tummy. \"I-I want more...more of that stuff...\" he muttered desperately, his bright blue eyes staring down hopelessly into the mug as if it would magically refill itself.\n\n\"One cup is more than enough,\" Evan confirmed, reaching across the table to take the empty cup from Orio and standing up, heading to the counter to put both cups aside. \"In fact, I'm remiss to think that the changes might be permanent if you took too much, so I'm afraid one cup is all I can allow you to have until we have some more data. I hope you don't mind our date including a little physical research.\"\n\n\"P-ph-physical research?\" Orio asked, his voice starting to stammer as he could definitely feel his lungs shrinking down just slightly, occasionally cutting off his voice, which seemed to gradually climb higher and higher in pitch, but the pace was so slow, he wasn't sure if that was actually happening, or if it was just him. \"What d-do you mean...?\"\n\nEvan turned around and leaned back against the counter with his arms crossed, and a confident smirk played across his lips, bordering on a devilish smile. \"I like to take a record of all of my transformation experiments, and do a little physical exploration on all of my subjects,\" Evan admitted, his eyes keeping close attention to Orio as his spots started to fade from his fur. \"However, that doesn't mean I'm some kind of a manwhore. I'm actually very selective of who I undress for the sake of physical research, and it's very rare that I take anyone to bed with me. You just happen to fit the bill of a man who is worthy of my standards. You're kind, you have a lovely smile, and you had the balls to come into my store and ask me for my number, point blank! Well. You [i]did[/i] have the balls, that is.\"\n\n\"I [b]what[/b]?!\" Orio yelled back, though his voice was definitely more feminine now, the angry call coming out squeaky due to his lack of adjustment. A paw flew up to bashfully cover his lips. \"Just what the hell did you put in my coffee, Evan?!\"\n\n\"That wasn't coffee at all, Orio, though I did use some ingredients common to coffee to keep up with the illusion,\" Evan confirmed. \"It was actually a small mixture I've been working on, tainted with a hint of something called 'Prebudila F.' The chemicals I placed into the mixture create a sense of longing for the drink, and the Prebudila has two very profound effects.\"\n\nOrio was about to ask what they were, but he was losing his voice to shock as he felt a strange, melting sensation between his legs. There was no pain, but a certain degree of discomfort as his manhood started to curl into itself. \"The first effect, you may have already noticed taking place. I can only assume that the 'F' stands for female, and when a dose is administered, it can take effects as measly as a mere change in the tone of your voice and the frame of your body, where as a larger, stronger dose will take the effect you're currently dealing with: a complete change of sexual being. By the time you're done, you won't be a male anymore, Orio. You'll be a cute, adorable little female kitty.\"\n\nWide, bright blue eyes now shrunk down to tiny dots in the middle of two ponds of white, as Orio hoped and prayed that Evan was bluffing, but a weird, pleasant tingling in his chest brought on another wave of doubt. Bubbling sensations just under the fur upon his chest made him giggle from an unusual internal tickle, and slowly, defying all he could understand, Orio watched as two breasts started to rise upon his chest. \"And j-just what is the second effect?\" Orio asked, almost nervous to do so, but he simply had to know. The way his mind was lost in the wonder of his transformation, he wanted to be told, rather than experience it firsthand.\n\n\"I'm surprised you haven't noticed it yet,\" Evan admitted, pushing himself up from the counter and drifting closer to his test subject. He rested his paws on Orio's shoulders and stood behind the slowly transforming lynx-hybrid, pressing something into the top of his back, just between his shoulder blades. \"Prebudila is widely known as a sexual aid. The secondary effect of any formula is an overwhelming lust that borders on painful until it is satiated, and lucky for you, tonight, that's just another part of the research.\"\n\n\"I wouldn't say I haven't noticed it at all,\" Orio replied quickly, \"But I'm having a [i]little[/i] trouble focusing!\" True enough, Orio was going to whirl around and see just what was poking him in the back, but his eyes shot downward instead, watching with wonder as his breasts came into shape under his t-shirt, and the cut of the shirt fought tooth and nail against the growing bosom. Threads and fabric stretched to fit the new, ample flesh, and signs of arousal followed right away as the cute little nipples dotting each breast perked right up through the shirt, begging to be played with. \"I can't believe you're really doing this to me...\"\n\nThe sound in Orio's voice wasn't one purely of desperation. The unusual alchemy of the situation, mixed in perfectly with the concoction he consumed, and a secret fetish for transformation was actually just what he needed for his inhibitions to melt away, just like his length was doing between his legs. Flesh seemed to fade away, but then, it grew within his body as well, and there was a sudden emptiness as Orio felt his genitals completely shift. Gone were his length, stiff as it would be if it were still around, and his sack, aching with need. Replacing them were a pair of swollen labia, drooling with arousal and a clit that was already perked up to the silky, smooth fabric of the panties he wore, now a rather appropriate pair of underwear, all things considered.\n\nAnd then, finally, he turned his head back to face Evan. \"Well, hello there.\"\n\nEvan was the one growing uncomfortable now, and Orio could clearly see why. The growing tent in Evan's slacks did look quite appetizing, though, and immediately, Orio figured out what was poking him in the back. \"Looks like you're enjoying this even more than I am, without the chemicals!\"\n\n\"You could say that I'm very...passionate, about my research,\" Evan tried not to break character in his reply, though it would be tough to maintain the sophisticated air he was wearing too much longer. \"But you aren't finished just yet.\"\n\n\"Sure wish I was,\" Orio replied bluntly. The muscular structure in his body was already starting to slim out, giving him a more feminine and shapely figure, but as Orio reached out a paw to tug down the zipper that taunted him now, he took a glance over his arm and noticed his spots were all gone, and that his fur, slowly but surely, was starting to darken. \"[b]Now[/b] what?\"\n\nEvan made it clear that his mind was in the same place, slipping his paws slowly from Orio's shoulders and resting them at his own waist, unbuckling the belt that kept his red wine dress shirt tucked in and neat. \"Most vials of Prebudila have a 'wild card' value that acts as an added mystery effect. A lot of people into the transformation scene are apparently really into it, and I have to admit, I'm rather curious to see just what happens to you next! Even I don't know for sure what it'll be...\"\n\nWhen the moment of truth finally arrived that Evan lowered the hem of his matching red boxer briefs, and his long, pulsing member was finally free of its cloth prison, Orio didn't hesitate. Knowing that he still had a transformation to finish, he, temporarily she, still reached out a paw to wrap around the base of the warm, thick tool and sealed her lips around the very tip, tongue flickering out and tasting the first few drops of pre-cum as her body finished what was a length, but arousing transformation. The fur upon her body continued to darken until it was a uniform, dark, rich brown, with a slightly whitened underbelly, and as slim as her body had become, Orio became even slimmer as her body took on the form of another animal entirely, one that was far more prey than predator, as he was used to. Curled toes on footpaws started to meld together and shift from a soft set of wigglers into a solid, shiny hoof, and any excess fat simply melted away as the physique of a female sprinter started to come into vision. Perky, sharp ears narrowed out and shifted in shape, the very tips flickering about as Orio got used to the new sense of sound that came through, the very first one he heard being the pleasured gasp of Evan as Orio, now fully transformed into a female deer, took the whole of her date's cock into her mouth, and then slid it right on down her throat.\n\n\"Now [b]this[/b], I didn't see coming!\" Evan declared excitedly, looking down upon the finished product that was Orio. The same bright blue eyes looked up at him, just as wide and endearing as before, but now, they were framed with a thinner, more feminine face, one that Evan was already falling for, and one that managed to stay adorable, even with a mawful of deer meat. \"And to think I'd be so lucky that you'd turn into the same species as me...this could be the best experiment I've ever run, and we're just getting started!\"\n\nOrio suckled tightly around the very tip of Evan's straining length and pulled her mouth off of it with a loud [b][i]POP[/b][/i] and a small spritz of saliva. \"Cut the experiment crap, Evan. You may not have known I'd turn into a doe, perhaps, but you knew damn well that you were going to turn me into a female and try to have your way with me tonight, long before I came back to the cafe.\"\n\n\"I did, yes, but you certainly don't seem to be stopping me from doing that.\"\n\n\"I don't intend to...\"\n\nEvan was worried for just a split second that Orio might panic or try to resist, but what he saw next cleared up any thoughts of that. Giving him the literal big and bright doe eyes, Orio kept his ears lowered submissively and stood up from her chair, tugging the simple t-shirt up over her head and letting her breasts, supple and new, come free and bounce gently as they were released. The shirt was put down with some degree of care, as Orio showed that though his inhibitions had melted away, Evan was still in control of him, and as Evan's eyes undressed the doe fully, she did the same, pulling down her pants from the now fittingly curvy rump that kept them on, and revealing those same frilly pink panties that were hidden before.\n\n\"Interesting,\" Evan stated simply. \"And here I was taking you for a bit of a meat-head, but look at you, wearing a pair of women's underwear,\" he teased, taking a step right up to Orio and hooking his thumbs into the bright pink frills of the waistline. \"I suppose that at the heart of it, confident and sweet as you seem, you really are just a subby little thing, aren't you?\"\n\n\"N-no!\" Orio stammered in reply, trying to object, but as she looked down and watched Evan tug away the feminine panties that kept her newly found womanhood covered, a thin veil of liquid arousal betrayed his words. Gentle webs of feminine juices trailed down to the dark, damp spot on Orio's panties and told the tale of just how effective the potion was at fully transforming her into a female, but also, just how aroused the whole experience had gotten her. \"I'm not...not into that kind of thing! Not at [b]all[/b]!\"\n\nEvan smiled warmly at his test subject as he tugged the cute pair of panties to the ground and stood upright, beckoning for Orio to come a little closer to him once again. \"There's no use in trying to fight it any longer, you cute little doe. You may as well embrace who you really are. That's the whole reason I gave you the potion in the first place, after all; to help your exterior appearance reflect who you really are inside.\"\n\nOrio immediately took that step closer, his body moving forth as if an invisible string were tied to Evan's pawtip, and the other end, around his neck. \"You don't [b]know[/b] that I'm submissive. You can't possibly know all of that!\"\n\n\"Oh?\"\n\nOrio tilted his head.\n\n\"I think I know a lot more about you than you realize, Orio,\" Evan suggested, as he reached his paws up to his neck and started working on the knot in his tie. \"I had a whole afternoon to do a little research about you, chat up a couple of the guys who I traded chemicals with, that sort of thing, y'know?\" The tie, once undone, sat in his paws with a rather ominous presence, and despite the arousal leaking from Orio's slit and the soft, supple breasts upon her chest, it seemed that Evan was fixated on her wrists. \"And I learned a thing or two about you that'll make this experience that much more fun.\"\n\n[i]Some friends they are,[/i] Orio mentally grumbled, but it seemed that no matter how she protested, she'd been found out, and she followed Evan's piercing eyes right down to her dainty wrists. \"You weren't thinking about tying me up, were you?\"\n\n\"Thinking about it? Why...I certainly was,\" Evan teased, slipping the silky, smooth tie under her wrists and pulling it around the top. \"And now, I'm actually doing it.\"\n\nOrio could have stopped Evan at any time. He was still something of a stranger to her, despite everything he seemed to know about her, and there were inherent risks in going to bed with a complete and total stranger, but...he just couldn't do it. \n\nThe powerful muscles in his arms that moved with such elegance and grace as they tied a simple knot around her wrists and pulled it tight...\n\nThe deep, seemingly endless eyes that were so full of emerald wonder...\n\nThe very aura he surrounded himself with, one of a mystery that Orio was suddenly desperate to solve...\n\nHe could have stopped it. He chose not to. \"And just what are you gonna do to me, hm?\"\n\nEvan's ears turned and perked to the sound of Orio's voice finally giving in. He knew he had the transformed doe like putty in his paws now, and it was just a matter of him making up his mind on how their night would unfold. \"Research can wait for another evening, Orio...I doubt this will be our last encounter. Right now, it's been a long day in the coffee shop, and I could stand to blow off some steam. I hope you don't mind giving me a hand with that.\"\n\n\"I would love to,\" Orio quickly replied, \"But you kind of tied my paws together, not that I'm complaining.\"\n\n\"Good point. Why don't we pick up where we left off, then?\"\n\nA paw rested on Orio's shoulder and nudged her down to the ground. \"What do you mennnnfff!!! Mnn!!\" she gasped, her voice cut off by several inches of hot, thick deer meat. Bright blue eyes turned wide once more as Orio tried to catch her breath while swallowing down the thick length, saliva starting to drip down her chin and onto the top of her breasts as she struggled with the sudden insertion.\n\n\"I mean that you're a drop-dead sexy doe, and this buck is looking for a good time,\" Evan explained, though he had a feeling Orio got the point as he finally got the hang of it and relaxed around her mouthful. Gazing up into Evan's captivating eyes with innocent, wide blues, Orio started to gently bob her head up and down on the full, firm member, her tongue, now longer and slimmer, coiling around the base and sliding up along the flesh as she leaned up, and slipping out to tickle the center of his sack, just between his soft orbs when she went back down. Evan wanted to comment on just how impressed he was at her oral skills, but he lost his voice to the sudden burst of pleasure he felt when the tip of that tongue slid slowly, gently, all the way across his sack and back again. \"You can act as innocent as you want,\" Evan said under a low, gasping breath, \"But you're no amateur with that tongue, Orio...[b]Oh![/b]\"\n\nOrio gulped her throat around the very tip of the swollen length as it reached, and did her best to smile around the tasty flesh of her buck. A series of quiet, gentle whimpers escaped her lips as the Prebudila kept on assaulting her senses, so much so that a tiny puddle of liquid arousal was pooling into life between her knees, and waves of pleasure rocked her from the inside out as she worked Evan's cock hard, desperate to milk it. \"Mnngh...mnn. Maybe I should put my new parts to good use for my favorite researcher?\" Orio offered, doing her best to look demure and innocent as she popped the glistening cock free from her maw to speak, and her paws came to rest under her chest, giving each breast a gentle bounce to make absolutely sure that Evan got the point.\n\nEvan was quick on the uptake. \"It would be quite a shame if we didn't take advantage of that nice, new rack that you've got there,\" Evan agreed, snickering at his own pun as he put his paws on the table behind Orio to give himself a better angle and lean. His length was dripping with saliva and plenty slick as it felt upon the soft, peach-fuzz fur between Orio's breasts, gliding along her perfect cleavage with a quick series of slow, gentle thrusts, not wanting to get himself too far gone just yet, but the thrills running through his tummy with each passing thrust would make it difficult to do that. [i]Maybe I'll have to give her a two for one deal,[/i] Evan thought, as his sneaky, devious mind started plotting ahead.\n\n\"I still like yours better,\" Orio played right back, her eyes a bit mesmerized by the long, jagged antlers that poked forth from Evan's head, but Evan brought her attention back to the matter at hand as a scrumptious looking length fell into her breasts, and she squeezed them together on it, moving her breasts up and down in a nice, easy rhythm on the slicked flesh. \"Do you like it...? You're making so much precum for me,\" she pointed out, as a small pool of it was already forming at the top of her breasts, and growing with each thrust.\n\nBiting his lip and nodding firmly, Evan was a bit remiss to admit just how amazing it felt, but there was no helping it at this point. \"That's just [b]heavenly[/b], Orio! If you keep that up too much longer, I don't think I'll be able to...to hold out,\" he grunted, pawtips gripping tight on the table as his orgasm crept closer and closer. \"I guess it's a good thing I want to know how sweet a cream covered doe can look...\"\n\nOrio wasn't worried about her own climax, as she was already nearing the edge of it from the effects of the Prebudila, and just hearing such a lewd statement made her lean over and close her lips around the head of Evan's cock one more time, letting it pop in and out of her mouth at the peak of each thrust, and pushing Evan right over the edge. \"Mrnf...mnnf...mnn...\" she moaned through each quiet [b][i]pop[/b][/i] like a true professional, and her reward was a sudden, thick spurt of warm, sticky cum, just a second before Evan could cry out \"[b]Orio[/b]! That's gooooooood...that's [b]so[/b] damn good! Yes! I'm cumming!\" She handled the first shot, catching it in her mouth and swallowing fast, but another thrust by Evan pulled his cock away for a moment and sprayed a fresh burst of seed all over her muzzle and up between her eyes. \n\n\"Nyah!! Evan!\" Orio cried out as she lost control of the pulsing length, each pulse leaving another strand of cum somewhere in her fur. A little flew across her neck and collarbone, dripping down to the tops of her breasts as Evan showed off a rather voluminous climax, and put on a great show, as the look of pure pleasure that twisted his face had Orio biting a pawtip to keep from moaning any further. \"That was...a [b]lot[/b]...\"\n\nResting against her chest in a path of its own seed, Evan's length finally gave out the last streams that it had left, but much to Orio's surprise, it never even started to deflate or soften one bit. \"I tend to go a bit above and beyond when I have a research partner who can really turn me on,\" Evan admitted, \"And you've got to be the best one I've ever had. It would be a shame if I didn't reward you for your efforts...\"\n\nOrio flattened her ears once more, completing the conflicted look of shy innocence, clashing with her nude body, coated in a fresh release. \"Mmm? But wouldn't your stuff get inside me and knock me up?\"\n\n\"Your female sex organs are temporary, Orio. They'll only last as long as the potion does, and once they fade, nothing from that will remain inside of you. You can't possibly get pregnant,\" Evan explained, sounding rather matter-of-fact for a moment. \n\n\"Y-you're sure?\" she asked, desperate and eager for a good, proper fucking after what she'd done, but she was too shy to outright ask for it, even after what she'd done.\n\n\"You'll just have to trust me on this one...you do trust me, right?\"\n\nOrio nodded silently. Evan was still a bit of a mystery to her, to be certain, but he was just so kind and alluring when she first met him, and even though his actions tonight were betraying that front just a little bit, Orio had a very strong feeling that his true self was somewhere in between; a beautiful soul with a kind heart, and a bit of a dark sexual secret.\n\n\"Good. In that case, bend over. I'm hornier than I've been in months, and I can see by the mess you're leaving on my floor that you're more than ready.\"\n\n\"Wh-what?! Right here?\" Orio gasped as she saw Evan release the edge of the table, and then suddenly felt his paws pushing down on her shoulders again. \"I don't, I mean, ...you're sure?\"\n\nThough her voice was one of protest, Evan listened instead to the signals from her body and kept pushing until the sweet little doe was flat on her back, and Evan was resting atop of her, his slick length having drawn a trail of his seed all the way down from her breasts, leaving a mess on her tummy, and right down to where the head of his cock now waited eagerly upon Orio's virgin petals. \"I'll be up late cleaning the store anyway. Might as well have fun making a bigger mess of it than we already have!\"\n\n\"Y-you don't...\" Orio paused, as a gasp broke through her lips and she winced her eyes closed, expecting some kind of pain from penetration, but Evan had hesitated. Even resting the head of his member against her dripping wet folds was enough to light her nerves on fire, thanks to the chemicals still wrecking havoc on her. \"You don't have to do this if you don't want to, Evan...really...\"\n\n\"There's nothing I want to do more,\" Evan replied, showing off a softer side for just a split second before a devious, fang-filled grin took his lips once more, and his hips pressed on, splitting her labia and penetrating her for the first time, in a way she'd never known. The pace was slow, and for each inch of his length, Orio took another deep, gasping breath, until their hips finally met, and Evan completely filled her passage. Given his size, it was an accomplishment for any female, much less a virgin. \"[i]Ooooooooh my God...Evaaaaan![/i]\n\nEvan gritted his fangs together, his grin only growing wider as Orio's tight, inexperienced walls clenched down on his length in the shock of being so completely filled. \"Nnngh, [b]damn![/b] I would have thought you'd been a girl your whole life the way you're taking this cock, Orio! Maybe I don't have to be so gentle with you after all!\"\n\nOrio gulped, but her tiny little fluff of a tail started to lift and flicker at the very thought as Evan's hips picked up the pace and slapped into her own that much harder, the excess arousal that dripped from her folds splashing on his sack as it came down against the top of her soft, curvy ass. She wanted nothing more than to be ravaged, to be taken hard, and as luck would have it, Evan was just the right man to satisfy her burning desires. \"I dunno if I-oooh! If I can take all of that!\" Orio protested, but that deep, feminine groan that soaked her words with lewd intention told Evan what he should really do.\n\n\"You can play the part of an innocent little doe all you want, Orio! I don't buy it one bit, even if it is a huge turn on for me,\" Evan admitted, grunting as sweat started beading down his forehead from his pace, but being the dominant male that he was, his rump clenched tight and his hips flew forward, slamming hard into Orio and establishing a pace that would drive the poor, teased doe right up the wall. With each thrust, she felt a wave of pleasure that wracked her entire body, each one every bit as strong as an orgasm she would have felt as a male, and yet, she knew she wasn't quite there yet. Her breasts ached, her slit clenched, and her cute little clit buzzed, but she could feel that she needed just a little something more to break through that threshold. \"Fact of the matter is, my dear, that I'm gonna make you scream like a porn star...\"\n\nThe doe was curious, even with her mind racing about from the sheer thrill of having her pussy so properly fucked, but Evan showed that his skill wasn't just in the field of research. Running the pad of his thumb through some of the excess seed on her breasts, Evan slipped it down behind her and pressed it to her tailhole as he kept thrusting, the cum plenty slick enough to pop his thumb right in, adding a second thrust into Orio's already overly sensitive body, and up front, his other thumb came to rest on the hood of her clit, finding it with ease as it stood so erect.\n\nIt took just one brush of that cute little nub to send Orio right into the most intense orgasm he'd ever known. \"...!\"\n\nThere was no chorus of moans to herald the occasion. There was no begging for more as wave after wave of mind-shattering climax completely rocked Orio's body. There was only a shrill, whimpering squeal, followed by a deep gasp, and a stream of female ejaculate to soak Evan's tummy as Orio experienced a pleasure that only a woman could ever feel. \"[i]Evaaaaaaan![/i]\" she finally shrieked, as her voice did its best to match the ocean of pleasure that she was currently drowning in.\n\nEvan couldn't hold out even a moment longer as he felt Orio's inner muscles fluttering around his cock, but it wasn't just the intricate massage from her flesh that pushed him, but that sudden, extra, gushing liquid warmth that coated his cock in a substance he'd never felt before. It made each thrust thereafter even better than the one before, and before long, the familiar tingle crept into his tummy once more, and he gritted his teeth tight as every muscle in his body tensed, pumping Orio's virgin snatch full of a fresh load of his seed. \"ORIO! Nnnngh, yes! I'm cumming again...you're making me cum again!\" he cried out in desperate delight, his teeth opening into a bright, stupefied smile as his thrusts grew completely erratic, their hips slapping together in a messy display of lovemaking that was topped off with excess seed spilling from Orio's tight, tiny slit, Evan having filled her up to capacity in mere seconds and still thrusting as he tried to pump even more inside. Orio's legs wrapped tight around Evan's back and held onto him for dear life as the aftershocks of orgasm kept her pleasure right where it was, and each thrust prolonged the experience for her until Evan had finally exhausted himself and emptied his sack completely, and started to slump down over her body, into a mess of their combined juices.\n\n[i]And to think I was almost too shy to ask him out on a date,[/i] Orio thought, as she drank in the warmth of Evan's heaving body atop of hers, feeling so comfortable and safe with his length still buried inside of her. \"Think you got enough research for one night?\" Orio finally asked, as her breasts settled down, her breath finally caught once again.\n\n\"For one night? I'd certainly like to think so. We'll be cleaning up after this experiment for at least a little while,\" Evan said, playing right along with her and looking down at the web of sticky fluids between them. He'd really have to put in the elbow grease before he could open the shop tomorrow. \"But I'd really like it if this could be an...ongoing experiment, as it were?\"\n\nOrio knew that they were just being silly, but he still couldn't believe what Evan was asking. \"I'd definitely like to conduct a little more research with you, Evan.\"\n\n\"You may need a couple days to come down from the chemicals, but if you're looking to try out a little more physical exploration, maybe we could meet up for a drink at the tavern across the street, and go from there? Say...this Saturday?\"\n\nShe didn't even have to think twice. \"It's a date, Evan. Mind if I stay the night at your place tonight? It's a little bit late and dark for a sweet little doe like me to be walking home alone.\"\n\n\"I wouldn't dare send you out there alone,\" Evan agreed. \"But I'm afraid it is a bit of a walk to my place, and I'm feeling a little bit worn out after all of that research.\" Regretfully, Evan pulled out, a thin stream of his seed following his cock and dripping down to the floor as he crept back behind the counter and returned with a long, thick and soft blanket, and a pillow that was plenty big enough for two heads to share. \"Sometimes when we're running late, I end up just staying the night here in the shop. Think you can get comfortable down there?\"\n\n\"If you're gonna be down here with me, I think I can manage.\"\n\nEvan smiled and crept back down to the floor, tugging the blanket over the top of him as he curled up behind Orio and spooned her, the tip of his length finding her slit once again. Orio smiled back at him and nodded as he pushed in, filling her one last time as they stayed close under the blanket, and set their heads down on the pillow. \"You know, a good lab assistant always helps clean up the next day,\" he whispered to her, as he pressed a tiny kiss to one of her cute little ears.\n\n\"Believe me,\" Orio said with a dreamy sigh, \"I'm looking forward to it.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Orio always was good at adapting to changes in his life.

One day, he was busy roaming the cornfields of Iowa, trying to find a little direction in his life, and not weeks later, he found himself on the road again and headed out to the diverse state of Virginia, ready to start a new life for himself.

With a new job, a new town and a new setting came new routines for Orio, who awoke in his apartment on a calm, peaceful, weekend day, a Saturday that he didn't have to work. Sleeping in did wonders for his mood, and Orio sprung right up out of bed, naked as the day he was born, and hopped right into the shower.

"Gonna grab a quick cup of coffee at my favorite spot, relax a little bit and- damn, that's hot!" Orio exclaimed, pretending to sing into his bottle of body wash, but the rhyme was unintentional, caused by how quickly the water heater in his apartment spiced things up. Laughing and shaking it off, the feline hybrid of lynx, cheetah and tiger kitten poured a little bit of the body wash down the white fur of his underbelly, as the water cascaded over his fur and soaked him from head to toe. Soft, fluffy-furred paws worked the smooth, cool gel into a foamy lather and started pressing it through, smoothing it over his shoulders and sides as Orio languished in the refreshment of his morning wash. "And maybe that cute buck will be there again today, too..."

One of the most welcome changes that Orio came to appreciate was the fact that working at his favorite coffee shop was one of the most lovely deer that he'd ever laid eyes on. He was almost careful not to think about it in the shower, knowing that even the thought of his new crush might turn his shower from an innocent grooming affair to a steamy session with himself, but no matter how he tried to fight it, thoughts of the buck kept creeping into his mind, and blood kept creeping into his nether-regions, stiffening up his feline length bit by bit until the foamy, sudsy water dripping down his tummy made a shimmering display out of the suddenly throbbing pink flesh.

Smooth, soft fur.

Slim, toned arms with just a perfect amount of muscle when he was working the ovens in the back, and a nice, round rump that stuck out and asked to be squeezed when he was bent over in the same.

And those eyes...

Orio was so lost in his daydream that he didn't even notice the water starting to cool off a bit, and he was hardly conscious of the fact that his paw was wrapped tight around his cock and gently milking it, the body wash now an unwilling lubricant in the lewd display. Right now, Orio wasn't even in the shower in his own mind, but in the coffee shop just after hours, with the blinds closed to create the perfect ambiance of penetrating sunlight at the bottom; just enough illumination to let a peeping tom see Orio leaned over the counter with Evan, the stud of a buck that he was, standing over the top of him and tearing the clothes from the hapless young feline hybrid as he kept him pinned down tight, their hips joined in a gentle, prying friction as two pairs of denim jeans denied them what they both so desperately wanted...

And then, gentle shivers brought the poor feline back to reality as the water became a little too chilly to ignore. Disappointed, Orio gently turned the water heater back up, slowly releasing his length, though a thin strand of precum stuck to his fur and came away with it. "Awww...man. I knew it was too good to be true...but today is the day! It's a new year full of new possibilities in a new place, and it's about high time I took a real shot at Evan!"

He was in a rush, after that. Quick, furious scrubbing and a rushed finish to the shower had Orio out on his footpaws and standing in front of the mirror, giving himself a look over as he gathered up his toothbrush and toothpaste. He squeezed a nurdle out onto the toothbrush and set about brushing his fangs, paying extra special attention to the front to get them as shiny as possible. Like many men, he over-analyzed himself as he brushed, looking over his arms, shoulders and tummy in the mirror as he went along, trying to build up his own confidence instead of criticizing himself. He had to believe that he was desirable, and he knew that he looked the part. It was just a matter of putting everything into action, now.

"Paatuh![/i]" Orio spit the toothpaste from his maw and gargled a couple of times, grinning a bright, fang-filled grin at himself in the mirror and giving himself a nod of approval. He was clean, he smelled of delightful notes of vanilla and citrus, and after a quick swipe of the comb, he was looking positively well-groomed. "Today's the day you get Evan to do a whole lot more than bring you your coffee!" he said, and the self pep talk worked as Orio smiled a bright, authentic smile and started toweling himself off on his way back into the bedroom.

The outfit had to be perfect too, of course. Orio went right to his top drawer, carousing through several pairs of underthings that would certainly surprise those who didn't know him. Most men went for boxers, or even the classic 'tighty-whities,' but Orio veered from that norm in his choice of underwear. He had a preference for women's undergarments, and one of his favorite pairs was a bright pink pair with lace along the edges, extremely feminine and the perfect hidden adornment to make Orio feel that much more attractive. Clutching them in his paws with a giddy smile, the feline hybrid slid them on and covered up his manhood, just barely, with the thin, bikini style dressings. A pair of proper fitting jeans that let his natural shape shine through covered his lower half the rest of the way, and a plain white t-shirt covered up his torso before getting tucked in, and then covered itself as he threw on a comfortable, yes classy long sleeved shirt with a shallow v-neck, shaded in burnt orange. A quick pass back in front of the mirror to check out his own outfit was met with a thumbs up, and just like that, Orio was dressed to kill and ready to hunt some deer.

**

The new downtown was alive with plenty of hustle and bustle, despite the cool air of winter that descended recently on the state of Virginia. Orio was in great spirits, passing a friendly wave every now and again to fellow furs walking down the sidewalk with him, and his spirit was unwavering, even to those who chose to ignore his waves. Their loss, he thought as he strolled right up to the door of the Cafe Chesapeake, placed a paw on the door handle...and froze.

Come on, Orio. You can do this. No time to be getting cold feet. Open the door.

Usually, Orio had no problem taking affection when and where he wanted it, and any number of his friends would attest to his open-hugging nature, but here and now, the only hugging was his paw around the door handle, and it was a tight, white knuckle grip. In his mind, every wrong way that the conversation could go was running over and over again for Orio, like an endless loop of mental failures that he couldn't shake, yet he couldn't stop his paw from shaking as he winced his eyes closed. Deep, deep breath. Come on, Orio.

"Huuuuuuh...whew..."

Orio opened his eyes and looked into the glass door of the cafe, and saw what he saw in the mirror at his home: a look of confidence played in a friendly smile on the handsome face of a feline hybrid.

He was ready.

With another relaxed breath, Orio swung the door of the cafe open and stepped inside, his bright, lively blue eyes immediately setting their sights on the buck of his dreams. Just inside the shop, past the myriad of quirky tables and chairs that filled the open space of the cafe, just on the other side of the counter was Evan. He was every bit as gorgeous in person as he was in Orio's fantasy, and though his work uniform was little more than a pair of simple black slacks and a tucked in white polo shirt, Orio wasn't about to complain; the polo was a perfect fit to accentuate his slim, toned arms, and the slacks shaped his rump just right to make the fluffy little tail poking out look just that much cuter.

Antlers titled up towards the ceiling and bright, aquamarine eyes flew up to meet with Orio's lively blues. "Welcome to the Cafe Chesapeake, stranger. How may I help you?"

A couple other random furs dotted the cafe, but Orio knew right away in that moment of powerful, captivating eye contact that Evan was speaking to him. Those eyes were breathtaking. "Good afternoon, Evan," Orio replied, looking down at the name tag on his uniform, just to make it appear as if he hadn't seen it before. "Think you could whip me up a cup of cafe vanilla?"

"Coming right up," Evan said with a cheerful smile, one that only grew wider as Orio slipped a dollar bill from his pocket and placed it in the glass jar on the counter, clearly labeled 'tips.' Everything at the cafe was done as naturally as possible, but as cafe vanilla was one of the most popular house blends, Evan had the fortune of always having a small supply of it ready brewed, and always fresh. The warm, succulent aroma of roasted beans immediately filled Orio's nose as Evan flicked the tap over a Styrofoam cup and rich, dark brown coffee started to fill it. Steam wafted away from the cup in an alluring trail towards the feline hybrid as Evan set the cup down on the counter and added a little sprig of a special house seasoning that they added to all of their coffee, and an extra shot of vanilla cream was added right after, bringing out a bold but sweet flavor. A canister of homemade whipped cream hovered over the cup next, and with a masterfully skilled paw, Evan swirled a perfect amount onto the surface of the coffee, and an added straw completed the drink. The buck smiled down at his work, admiring it for a moment with pride before turning back to Orio and placing it on the counter.

Orio was swimming in a sensual pool, as the delightful aromas of the coffee were just an added bonus to the show he enjoyed, watching Evan's shoulders rise and fall with each motion of his arms, and the gentle curve of his rump just begging to be squeezed under a cute, flickering deer tail. "Looks absolutely delicious," Orio said in a sneaky, dreamy double-entendre. "And how much do I owe you?"

"A large cafe vanilla is gonna be three bucks," Evan replied. Though the prices weren't exactly dirt cheap, it was certainly a lot cheaper than the average Starbucks, and the service simply couldn't be beat.

One buck would be plenty enough for me, Orio thought, as he reached into his back pocket and pulled a five dollar bill out of his wallet. "Perfect," he said, as he offered Evan the bill, but when the buck reached out for it, Orio had to resist the urge to pull it back to tease him. "And how much more would it be for your phone number?"

Evan set his pawtips on the bill just in time for his eyes to widen up at the sudden question. He was a good looking buck, and certainly had no troubles in his romantic life, but that had a lot to do with him not having much of one to begin with, and mostly, that was by choice. "Y-you're serious...?" he asked, as warmth started to creep into his cheeks.

Orio was worried he may have come on too strong, but it was a bit too late to pull back now. "Dead serious, actually," he replied.

"That...that..."

Shit, here it comes...

"That was literally just cheesy enough to work," Evan finally stammered out, taking the bill in his paws finally and hastily making change. Despite how graceful the buck looked the entire time he was whipping up the coffee, his paws were suddenly clumsy as he became visibly flustered, and Orio had to hide a chuckle behind his paw as Evan handed him back two dollars. "Gotta admit it's been a little while since anyone ever asked me for that at work, though."

"I find that hard to believe. A good looking buck like you has to have guys and girls barking up that tree all the time!"

Evan smiled. "That's very kind of you to say, but most ladies don't bother with me anyway, and a lot of guys get intimidated by my antlers..."

"I don't think they're intimidating at all," Orio admitted. "I actually really like them..."

Orio was certain that Evan would burst into flames if he laid it on any thicker, but the way Evan reacted was just so cute that he couldn't keep himself from buttering the buck up. "At least I'm not scaring you off right off the bat," Evan joked, closing up the register and tearing off a loose piece of receipt paper. "I'm sorry if this is a bit forthcoming, but...did you want to maybe go out somewhere tonight?"

"It's no trouble at all," Orio replied as Evan scribbled his number onto the paper. "I like it when a guy takes initiative, and I didn't have plans for the evening anyway."

"In that case, send me a text at this number, and we can talk after I get off of work about grabbing a drink somewhere, maybe," Evan suggested. "I do have to close up the shop tonight though, so I could be stuck here awfully late."

Orio took his drink in his paw and gave it a curious sip. Sweet, gentle notes of vanilla and cream mingled perfectly with a warm, rich roast, and Orio understood completely why the place was almost always so busy. "Simply delicious," he whispered, before perking an ear in thought at Evan's idea. "How about I just come straight here, then?"

"Here?" Evan asked, eyes widening. "Like, work?"

"Sure! I could even help you close up, if you need it."

"I could never ask that kind of thing of a stranger...and besides, I'll be a mess at the end of the shift, and there's not a whole lot to do in here, and-"

"Relax," Orio cut him off, smirking just slightly as he did, perhaps deviously. "I already know what you look like at work, and I don't think that's gonna change too much in the next six hours, nor am I bothered by rolling up my sleeves and helping out a bit."

Evan could hardly believe his luck. A smooth talking, well dressed and admittedly sexy lynx wasn't just trying to ask him for a date; he was offering to help clean up the shop at the end of the day! "I'm still not gonna let you help me, but I guess we could meet up here to start the night, anyway...other than you, who am I trying to impress, right?"

Orio nodded calmly, despite how giddy he was inside. His face was confident, kind and collected; his innards were jumping around like a ten year old schoolgirl who just chugged a cup of coffee. "All right, if you're really that determined, I'll let you close up first," he offered. "Soon as I show up, though, you're off the clock, and on a date. Sound good?"

It sounded great to Evan, who didn't have nearly the composure Orio did. His smile was shy, his cheeks flushed, and his entire complexion was simply adorable. "Sounds like a plan to me, mister...?"

"Orio. You can call me Orio."

"Like the cookie!" Evan exclaimed, feeling clever, and then a little bit silly as he got ahead of himself. "Heh, I mean...Hope to see you later tonight?"

Orio reached out with his free paw and took the piece of paper from Evan, looking over the number with a confident grin. "No need to hope. I wouldn't miss it," he confirmed, carefully tucking the number into his front pocket and giving Evan a flirty, inviting wave as he sipped his drink and stepped out the door. Before he was out of the full view of the large window in the front of the store, he couldn't help a celebratory fist pump at the thought of everything having gone even better than he'd planned.

**

Seconds felt like hours, and hours felt like days as Orio found ways to pass the time downtown. Whether it was visiting the arcade, strolling around in the park, or catching a movie, however, nothing seemed to make the time pass any faster. Not a bad idea for places to take Evan on a future date, though, Orio pondered. His paws carried him back down the sidewalk toward the cafe, never having strayed too far from it. He wanted to be punctual, and he wanted to try and stay on the wave of confidence that he was riding. He'd been tempted to come back to the cafe early and just wait around for Evan to get off the clock and close the place up, but out of respect for how shy he seemed, Orio stayed away until just a couple minutes after closing.

He could already imagine just how it would go.

Evan would be tussled and messy, but in the most adorable way; a cute little wreck with a smile on his face, wearing his work with pride. Orio was sure the shop would still be a mess, and after a quick and much needed pick-me-up, he was sure that Evan would need a little tender, loving care, and he'd be more than happy to provide it and take the reins from the shy buck, all while drawing him in further and further, until the cafe was nothing more than the set from a glorified sex tape. It was such a vivid daydream that Orio felt his length tenting against his jeans as he placed a paw on the door handle of the cafe once more.

"Uh..."

As he swung it open, his expectations and mind were completely blown.

"Good evening again, Orio. Sorry for being such a mess when you came in earlier. I tend to get a little bit dirty running the shop all day, and, well, I just wasn't expecting such handsome company."

The entire store was tidied to the point that it looked like Evan had closed up shop early. All the tables and chairs were neatly tucked against the side wall, the blinds were down all the way to the floor to avoid any passing glances, and a soft, warm glow came from the front counter, where only accent lighting made Evan visible. The buck was every bit of a stud in Orio's eyes, but now he was dressed for the part in a pair of tight, form-fitting black dress slacks and a wine red dress shirt of finely woven silk, shimmering faintly in the light and accented with a slim tie of black and red crosshatching. The man knew how to dress, and Orio almost had to put his paw to his jaw to keep it from hitting the floor.

"You seem a bit surprised," Evan continued, seeing that Orio was a little too dumbfounded to reply. "I get that a lot, honestly. You see, the facade of running of a coffee shop all day can be a bit taxing on my appearance, and it's definitely a major contrast from what I like to do with my free time." The buck took calm, calculated steps out from behind the front counter and stepped right up to the mentally paralyzed buck. Not showing even a scrap of the shyness that he exhibited before, Evan pressed a gingerly kiss right into the fluff of Orio's cheek and stepped slightly away from him, pulling out a chair at the only table left in the center of the cafe. It was set with a simple theme of white, black and red; a thin tablecloth of white linen was draped over the table, with black chairs that were decorated in fine, red upholstery, and complimented perfectly by the black plates, red napkins and silverware that was shined so brightly, it appeared almost as white to the naked eye. "Would you like to take a seat so we can begin our date proper?"

Orio finally found his voice again, though not til a moment after his chair was already pulled, and his cheeks were already warming and tainted with a thin shade of pink. "O-oh! Of course!" he replied, not wanting to look at all like he'd been taken in by the simple, yet sweet gesture. The turn of events left him a bit off-kilter, as he was expecting to be the one to have to take the lead, and yet, Evan was doing just that. He even waited for Orio to sit down and pushed his seat in the rest of the way for him before taking his own seat, walking to it with the same calm, calculated steps that were almost too perfect to be real. "And if you don't mind my asking, I'd love to know what it is you do in your spare time, Evan."

"Do you mean specifically pertaining to what I was just talking about, or in general?"

"Hmm...both."

Evan chuckled briefly. "Heh. I'm not sure that I'm so interesting outside of this place, in general. I'm working well over 60 hours a week here to make ends meet, so I don't have a lot of free time, and my hobbies are a bit old fashioned, so to speak. I enjoy parlor games like pool, darts and cribbage, and I do my best to dress the part when I'm not covered in coffee and dried up whipped cream," he explained. "I'm sure you're much more interesting than I am, though. Why don't you tell me a little bit more about you?" It'll help me size you up...

"Hey, I'm really not that interesting either!" Orio insisted, a wide grin on his face at the sudden compliment. Evan was easy on the eyes, and Orio was delighted to find he had a smooth tongue, as well. "But if you're curious, I just moved to Virgina recently for a new job. Given how much I love my Orioles and my Ravens, it seemed like a logical move!"

"A bit of a sports fan, then?"

"Mmhm. I definitely enjoy playing them as much as I do watching them."

"I can tell," Evan replied, his eyes having flirted with Orio's the entire time, but while they weren't making eye contact, he was sneaking peeks at the lynx-hybrid's physique. Evan was heartily impressed, and Orio could nearly feel those eyes, powerful and captivating, roaming over his body like a pair of weary travelers looking for a place to rest and recover. "And it's refreshing to see someone come into the store who is a bit more than one dimensional."

"And it's nice to meet someone who is so sweet with his words," Orio replied, trying not to flatten his ears and show off just how shy Evan's kind words were making him. "But you never did tell me what your other hobby was, you know," he tried diverting the conversation back toward Evan, hoping it would give him a chance to get a grip on himself. Evan had a certain, mysterious darkness about him since the change, and suddenly, Orio found himself being swept off his paws, more than doing the sweeping himself.

"Transformation."

The answer was so blunt, Orio felt his train of thought derail so hard, it could have taken out a small city on impact. "I'm sorry. Did I catch you off guard with that?" Evan asked, slowly standing up from the table and stepping back towards the counter. His words flowed as he walked, "I happen to be a man who is very interested in the ways that we can use different chemicals and substances not to alter our minds, necessarily, but to temporarily alter our bodies, so that we can live out lives that we could only previously dream of. It turns out a lot of furs are interested in the same, and I've found myself quite a popular figure locally just by procuring a couple different substances and trying to make my own blends."

"I...I'm sorry. Did you just say transformation?" Orio asked, still unsure if he even heard the first word of that speech properly, much less the dialogue following. "Like, chemically and magically induced transformation?"

"I'm not sure if you're familiar with the subject, or just very intrigued by it."

Orio bit his tongue to keep from admitting too much, too fast. The enigma surrounding Evan was growing by the moment, and Orio was stuck between deciding if he was going to turn tail and run, or if he was eager to see how deep the rabbit hole went. "Well, I...I mean, maybe I..."

"You're familiar. I can hear it in your hesitation," Evan suggested, as he reached the counter in his calculated stroll and placed a paw on a pitcher. A small, nearly intangible stream of steam flowed up from the pitcher as he turned back to look Orio right in the eyes. "And there's no lying in those deep pools of blue, Orio. I can see you searching for a lie, but none will come forth for you, will they?"

Orio silently shook his head. He felt like even if he could speak, Evan was somehow going to know his words right before he spoke.

"That's good. I like an honest man," Evan sincerely admitted. "I could tell that you and I would get along just fine when you first came in. A sweet talking lynx with a friendly smile, bright blue eyes and a positive attitude? How could I pass you up?" he asked himself, as he took a simple black coffee cup from the counter and poured a substance into it, one that looked like nothing more than simple coffee. "I just hope you don't mind that I have some very interesting ideas planned for our date. Care for a drink?"

There was finally a jumping point for Orio to speak again. "I'd love one, actually," he replied, never once having looked away from Evan. He was an alluring buck, no doubt, but he wasn't sure how much he trusted him just yet. Much to his relief, he didn't see Evan put anything in the fresh, piping hot cup of coffee. "And I guess that all depends on your definition of interesting, really!"

Evan was glad to see that Orio was eager to proceed with the date. "Fantastic!" he exclaimed, his teeth shining through a bright smile as he walked back over to Orio and set the coffee cup down in front of him, not passing up the opportunity to rest a paw on his shoulder and give it a gentle brush. "We'll get to the more interesting part later tonight, I can promise you that much. As for now," he paused, taking his paw back and stepping back to his seat, politely sitting down once again and leaning over the table just a little bit, his eyes piercing holes right through Orio's soft blues and into his heart, "Why don't we just chat a little bit more? Y'know, get to know each other and enjoy a small snack, if you like?"

"I'd really love that, but I won't deny it, you've got my interest piqued," Orio said, his paws wrapping around both sides of the warm mug. "I won't deny that I am kinda into it, and I definitely have a few friends that enjoy it as much as I do, maybe even more."

"What exactly would you like to know?" Evan asked, bringing the cup in front of him to his lips and taking a quiet sip. "And I had a feeling your friends might be into the same thing."

Orio saw no immediate changes when Evan took his sip, deciding that he really must be safe at this point. He took a deep, long swig of the tasty coffee before he spoke, enjoying the subtle flavors of hazelnut and vanilla as they moved down his throat. "I guess I'm just curious how you got so involved in the transformation scene. It seems like everyone has a good story about it," Orio suggested. "And how would you know anything about my friends?"

"There was a show not too long ago, I'd say...hm. Maybe a month or two ago, Furfest I believe? Anyway, I supplied a few fellows there some of the new concoctions I'd been working on, and even made a small trade. Picked up my first ever bottle of Prebudila and brought it back here. A name like Orio is awfully unique, and I feel like it was mentioned when I made the exchange..."

"You were at Furfest?! I definitely don't remember seeing you!"

"It was an awfully large show, not to mention that we certainly didn't know each other at the time," Evan reminded him, taking another short, quiet sip from his cup. "They were a nice group of gents, though. A lion, some husky racoon hybrid, and some other thing that I can't even begin to classify. Sort of tiger striped, but he was a canine...definitely the kind of effect you'd have to use chemicals to get! He was the one who gave me the Prebudila, and he said he was looking for his buddy Orio...of all the gin joints in the world, am I right?"

Evan chuckled as he used the dated reference, and Orio just tried to grasp the concept of how small the world really was that he was in a coffee shop, on a date with someone who may have already met several of his friends before. It made him feel cosmically small, but it was a fun, enlightening experience, as well. "Pretty hard to find a stranger coincidence than that," Orio agreed as he took another deep, long sip of his coffee. Each time he took a sip, the flavor profile seemed to improve and sweeten up just a little bit. "And if those are the friends that I think they are, I'm sure they were plenty thrilled with the results of your particular chemicals."

"I hope you will be, too."

"...Beg pardon, Evan?"

Evan took his coffee cup to his lips one more time, and made a distinct, slurping sound, but when he pulled the cup away, he turned it upside down, and not a single drop fell from it. That's right! Orio thought. He only filled one cup over by the counter. His cup was sitting there the whole time! I didn't even notice!

"Sorry to have been a little deceptive, but most people are too apprehensive on the first date to give my new formulas a try. The moment you expressed any kind of interest, my mind was made up about having a fun little adventure with you tonight, lynx."

"I'm actually a lynx-cheetah-tiger-kitty, thank you very much!"

"Not anymore, you're not. At least, not in a couple minutes here."

Despite his concern for his own safety and well-being, Orio found his mind wandering back to the growing sweetness of the coffee. Knowing full well what would happen to him now, he took another sip, and found that the concoction no longer tasted like coffee at all, but purely of hazelnut, vanilla and sweet cream. It was the perfect balance of sugary delight and smooth finish, and before he knew it, Orio felt like he was feeding an addiction, tilting the cup up and guzzling down the entirety of its contents, save for the little bit that dribbled down his chin as he spilled in his haste. He set the cup down hard with a harsh CLANK[/b] and gasped, taking a deep, winded breath after swallowing it all. His lungs felt as if they were shrinking just a little, and his stomach started to feel smaller as he could feel the sinister substance coursing down his throat and into his tummy. "I-I want more...more of that stuff..." he muttered desperately, his bright blue eyes staring down hopelessly into the mug as if it would magically refill itself.

"One cup is more than enough," Evan confirmed, reaching across the table to take the empty cup from Orio and standing up, heading to the counter to put both cups aside. "In fact, I'm remiss to think that the changes might be permanent if you took too much, so I'm afraid one cup is all I can allow you to have until we have some more data. I hope you don't mind our date including a little physical research."

"P-ph-physical research?" Orio asked, his voice starting to stammer as he could definitely feel his lungs shrinking down just slightly, occasionally cutting off his voice, which seemed to gradually climb higher and higher in pitch, but the pace was so slow, he wasn't sure if that was actually happening, or if it was just him. "What d-do you mean...?"

Evan turned around and leaned back against the counter with his arms crossed, and a confident smirk played across his lips, bordering on a devilish smile. "I like to take a record of all of my transformation experiments, and do a little physical exploration on all of my subjects," Evan admitted, his eyes keeping close attention to Orio as his spots started to fade from his fur. "However, that doesn't mean I'm some kind of a manwhore. I'm actually very selective of who I undress for the sake of physical research, and it's very rare that I take anyone to bed with me. You just happen to fit the bill of a man who is worthy of my standards. You're kind, you have a lovely smile, and you had the balls to come into my store and ask me for my number, point blank! Well. You did have the balls, that is."

"I what?!" Orio yelled back, though his voice was definitely more feminine now, the angry call coming out squeaky due to his lack of adjustment. A paw flew up to bashfully cover his lips. "Just what the hell did you put in my coffee, Evan?!"

"That wasn't coffee at all, Orio, though I did use some ingredients common to coffee to keep up with the illusion," Evan confirmed. "It was actually a small mixture I've been working on, tainted with a hint of something called 'Prebudila F.' The chemicals I placed into the mixture create a sense of longing for the drink, and the Prebudila has two very profound effects."

Orio was about to ask what they were, but he was losing his voice to shock as he felt a strange, melting sensation between his legs. There was no pain, but a certain degree of discomfort as his manhood started to curl into itself. "The first effect, you may have already noticed taking place. I can only assume that the 'F' stands for female, and when a dose is administered, it can take effects as measly as a mere change in the tone of your voice and the frame of your body, where as a larger, stronger dose will take the effect you're currently dealing with: a complete change of sexual being. By the time you're done, you won't be a male anymore, Orio. You'll be a cute, adorable little female kitty."

Wide, bright blue eyes now shrunk down to tiny dots in the middle of two ponds of white, as Orio hoped and prayed that Evan was bluffing, but a weird, pleasant tingling in his chest brought on another wave of doubt. Bubbling sensations just under the fur upon his chest made him giggle from an unusual internal tickle, and slowly, defying all he could understand, Orio watched as two breasts started to rise upon his chest. "And j-just what is the second effect?" Orio asked, almost nervous to do so, but he simply had to know. The way his mind was lost in the wonder of his transformation, he wanted to be told, rather than experience it firsthand.

"I'm surprised you haven't noticed it yet," Evan admitted, pushing himself up from the counter and drifting closer to his test subject. He rested his paws on Orio's shoulders and stood behind the slowly transforming lynx-hybrid, pressing something into the top of his back, just between his shoulder blades. "Prebudila is widely known as a sexual aid. The secondary effect of any formula is an overwhelming lust that borders on painful until it is satiated, and lucky for you, tonight, that's just another part of the research."

"I wouldn't say I haven't noticed it at all," Orio replied quickly, "But I'm having a little trouble focusing!" True enough, Orio was going to whirl around and see just what was poking him in the back, but his eyes shot downward instead, watching with wonder as his breasts came into shape under his t-shirt, and the cut of the shirt fought tooth and nail against the growing bosom. Threads and fabric stretched to fit the new, ample flesh, and signs of arousal followed right away as the cute little nipples dotting each breast perked right up through the shirt, begging to be played with. "I can't believe you're really doing this to me..."

The sound in Orio's voice wasn't one purely of desperation. The unusual alchemy of the situation, mixed in perfectly with the concoction he consumed, and a secret fetish for transformation was actually just what he needed for his inhibitions to melt away, just like his length was doing between his legs. Flesh seemed to fade away, but then, it grew within his body as well, and there was a sudden emptiness as Orio felt his genitals completely shift. Gone were his length, stiff as it would be if it were still around, and his sack, aching with need. Replacing them were a pair of swollen labia, drooling with arousal and a clit that was already perked up to the silky, smooth fabric of the panties he wore, now a rather appropriate pair of underwear, all things considered.

And then, finally, he turned his head back to face Evan. "Well, hello there."

Evan was the one growing uncomfortable now, and Orio could clearly see why. The growing tent in Evan's slacks did look quite appetizing, though, and immediately, Orio figured out what was poking him in the back. "Looks like you're enjoying this even more than I am, without the chemicals!"

"You could say that I'm very...passionate, about my research," Evan tried not to break character in his reply, though it would be tough to maintain the sophisticated air he was wearing too much longer. "But you aren't finished just yet."

"Sure wish I was," Orio replied bluntly. The muscular structure in his body was already starting to slim out, giving him a more feminine and shapely figure, but as Orio reached out a paw to tug down the zipper that taunted him now, he took a glance over his arm and noticed his spots were all gone, and that his fur, slowly but surely, was starting to darken. "Now what?"

Evan made it clear that his mind was in the same place, slipping his paws slowly from Orio's shoulders and resting them at his own waist, unbuckling the belt that kept his red wine dress shirt tucked in and neat. "Most vials of Prebudila have a 'wild card' value that acts as an added mystery effect. A lot of people into the transformation scene are apparently really into it, and I have to admit, I'm rather curious to see just what happens to you next! Even I don't know for sure what it'll be..."

When the moment of truth finally arrived that Evan lowered the hem of his matching red boxer briefs, and his long, pulsing member was finally free of its cloth prison, Orio didn't hesitate. Knowing that he still had a transformation to finish, he, temporarily she, still reached out a paw to wrap around the base of the warm, thick tool and sealed her lips around the very tip, tongue flickering out and tasting the first few drops of pre-cum as her body finished what was a length, but arousing transformation. The fur upon her body continued to darken until it was a uniform, dark, rich brown, with a slightly whitened underbelly, and as slim as her body had become, Orio became even slimmer as her body took on the form of another animal entirely, one that was far more prey than predator, as he was used to. Curled toes on footpaws started to meld together and shift from a soft set of wigglers into a solid, shiny hoof, and any excess fat simply melted away as the physique of a female sprinter started to come into vision. Perky, sharp ears narrowed out and shifted in shape, the very tips flickering about as Orio got used to the new sense of sound that came through, the very first one he heard being the pleasured gasp of Evan as Orio, now fully transformed into a female deer, took the whole of her date's cock into her mouth, and then slid it right on down her throat.

"Now this, I didn't see coming!" Evan declared excitedly, looking down upon the finished product that was Orio. The same bright blue eyes looked up at him, just as wide and endearing as before, but now, they were framed with a thinner, more feminine face, one that Evan was already falling for, and one that managed to stay adorable, even with a mawful of deer meat. "And to think I'd be so lucky that you'd turn into the same species as me...this could be the best experiment I've ever run, and we're just getting started!"

Orio suckled tightly around the very tip of Evan's straining length and pulled her mouth off of it with a loud POP[/i] and a small spritz of saliva. "Cut the experiment crap, Evan. You may not have known I'd turn into a doe, perhaps, but you knew damn well that you were going to turn me into a female and try to have your way with me tonight, long before I came back to the cafe."

"I did, yes, but you certainly don't seem to be stopping me from doing that."

"I don't intend to..."

Evan was worried for just a split second that Orio might panic or try to resist, but what he saw next cleared up any thoughts of that. Giving him the literal big and bright doe eyes, Orio kept his ears lowered submissively and stood up from her chair, tugging the simple t-shirt up over her head and letting her breasts, supple and new, come free and bounce gently as they were released. The shirt was put down with some degree of care, as Orio showed that though his inhibitions had melted away, Evan was still in control of him, and as Evan's eyes undressed the doe fully, she did the same, pulling down her pants from the now fittingly curvy rump that kept them on, and revealing those same frilly pink panties that were hidden before.

"Interesting," Evan stated simply. "And here I was taking you for a bit of a meat-head, but look at you, wearing a pair of women's underwear," he teased, taking a step right up to Orio and hooking his thumbs into the bright pink frills of the waistline. "I suppose that at the heart of it, confident and sweet as you seem, you really are just a subby little thing, aren't you?"

"N-no!" Orio stammered in reply, trying to object, but as she looked down and watched Evan tug away the feminine panties that kept her newly found womanhood covered, a thin veil of liquid arousal betrayed his words. Gentle webs of feminine juices trailed down to the dark, damp spot on Orio's panties and told the tale of just how effective the potion was at fully transforming her into a female, but also, just how aroused the whole experience had gotten her. "I'm not...not into that kind of thing! Not at all!"

Evan smiled warmly at his test subject as he tugged the cute pair of panties to the ground and stood upright, beckoning for Orio to come a little closer to him once again. "There's no use in trying to fight it any longer, you cute little doe. You may as well embrace who you really are. That's the whole reason I gave you the potion in the first place, after all; to help your exterior appearance reflect who you really are inside."

Orio immediately took that step closer, his body moving forth as if an invisible string were tied to Evan's pawtip, and the other end, around his neck. "You don't know that I'm submissive. You can't possibly know all of that!"

"Oh?"

Orio tilted his head.

"I think I know a lot more about you than you realize, Orio," Evan suggested, as he reached his paws up to his neck and started working on the knot in his tie. "I had a whole afternoon to do a little research about you, chat up a couple of the guys who I traded chemicals with, that sort of thing, y'know?" The tie, once undone, sat in his paws with a rather ominous presence, and despite the arousal leaking from Orio's slit and the soft, supple breasts upon her chest, it seemed that Evan was fixated on her wrists. "And I learned a thing or two about you that'll make this experience that much more fun."

Some friends they are, Orio mentally grumbled, but it seemed that no matter how she protested, she'd been found out, and she followed Evan's piercing eyes right down to her dainty wrists. "You weren't thinking about tying me up, were you?"

"Thinking about it? Why...I certainly was," Evan teased, slipping the silky, smooth tie under her wrists and pulling it around the top. "And now, I'm actually doing it."

Orio could have stopped Evan at any time. He was still something of a stranger to her, despite everything he seemed to know about her, and there were inherent risks in going to bed with a complete and total stranger, but...he just couldn't do it.

The powerful muscles in his arms that moved with such elegance and grace as they tied a simple knot around her wrists and pulled it tight...

The deep, seemingly endless eyes that were so full of emerald wonder...

The very aura he surrounded himself with, one of a mystery that Orio was suddenly desperate to solve...

He could have stopped it. He chose not to. "And just what are you gonna do to me, hm?"

Evan's ears turned and perked to the sound of Orio's voice finally giving in. He knew he had the transformed doe like putty in his paws now, and it was just a matter of him making up his mind on how their night would unfold. "Research can wait for another evening, Orio...I doubt this will be our last encounter. Right now, it's been a long day in the coffee shop, and I could stand to blow off some steam. I hope you don't mind giving me a hand with that."

"I would love to," Orio quickly replied, "But you kind of tied my paws together, not that I'm complaining."

"Good point. Why don't we pick up where we left off, then?"

A paw rested on Orio's shoulder and nudged her down to the ground. "What do you mennnnfff!!! Mnn!!" she gasped, her voice cut off by several inches of hot, thick deer meat. Bright blue eyes turned wide once more as Orio tried to catch her breath while swallowing down the thick length, saliva starting to drip down her chin and onto the top of her breasts as she struggled with the sudden insertion.

"I mean that you're a drop-dead sexy doe, and this buck is looking for a good time," Evan explained, though he had a feeling Orio got the point as he finally got the hang of it and relaxed around her mouthful. Gazing up into Evan's captivating eyes with innocent, wide blues, Orio started to gently bob her head up and down on the full, firm member, her tongue, now longer and slimmer, coiling around the base and sliding up along the flesh as she leaned up, and slipping out to tickle the center of his sack, just between his soft orbs when she went back down. Evan wanted to comment on just how impressed he was at her oral skills, but he lost his voice to the sudden burst of pleasure he felt when the tip of that tongue slid slowly, gently, all the way across his sack and back again. "You can act as innocent as you want," Evan said under a low, gasping breath, "But you're no amateur with that tongue, Orio...Oh!"

Orio gulped her throat around the very tip of the swollen length as it reached, and did her best to smile around the tasty flesh of her buck. A series of quiet, gentle whimpers escaped her lips as the Prebudila kept on assaulting her senses, so much so that a tiny puddle of liquid arousal was pooling into life between her knees, and waves of pleasure rocked her from the inside out as she worked Evan's cock hard, desperate to milk it. "Mnngh...mnn. Maybe I should put my new parts to good use for my favorite researcher?" Orio offered, doing her best to look demure and innocent as she popped the glistening cock free from her maw to speak, and her paws came to rest under her chest, giving each breast a gentle bounce to make absolutely sure that Evan got the point.

Evan was quick on the uptake. "It would be quite a shame if we didn't take advantage of that nice, new rack that you've got there," Evan agreed, snickering at his own pun as he put his paws on the table behind Orio to give himself a better angle and lean. His length was dripping with saliva and plenty slick as it felt upon the soft, peach-fuzz fur between Orio's breasts, gliding along her perfect cleavage with a quick series of slow, gentle thrusts, not wanting to get himself too far gone just yet, but the thrills running through his tummy with each passing thrust would make it difficult to do that. Maybe I'll have to give her a two for one deal, Evan thought, as his sneaky, devious mind started plotting ahead.

"I still like yours better," Orio played right back, her eyes a bit mesmerized by the long, jagged antlers that poked forth from Evan's head, but Evan brought her attention back to the matter at hand as a scrumptious looking length fell into her breasts, and she squeezed them together on it, moving her breasts up and down in a nice, easy rhythm on the slicked flesh. "Do you like it...? You're making so much precum for me," she pointed out, as a small pool of it was already forming at the top of her breasts, and growing with each thrust.

Biting his lip and nodding firmly, Evan was a bit remiss to admit just how amazing it felt, but there was no helping it at this point. "That's just heavenly, Orio! If you keep that up too much longer, I don't think I'll be able to...to hold out," he grunted, pawtips gripping tight on the table as his orgasm crept closer and closer. "I guess it's a good thing I want to know how sweet a cream covered doe can look..."

Orio wasn't worried about her own climax, as she was already nearing the edge of it from the effects of the Prebudila, and just hearing such a lewd statement made her lean over and close her lips around the head of Evan's cock one more time, letting it pop in and out of her mouth at the peak of each thrust, and pushing Evan right over the edge. "Mrnf...mnnf...mnn..." she moaned through each quiet pop[/i] like a true professional, and her reward was a sudden, thick spurt of warm, sticky cum, just a second before Evan could cry out "Orio! That's gooooooood...that's so damn good! Yes! I'm cumming!" She handled the first shot, catching it in her mouth and swallowing fast, but another thrust by Evan pulled his cock away for a moment and sprayed a fresh burst of seed all over her muzzle and up between her eyes.

"Nyah!! Evan!" Orio cried out as she lost control of the pulsing length, each pulse leaving another strand of cum somewhere in her fur. A little flew across her neck and collarbone, dripping down to the tops of her breasts as Evan showed off a rather voluminous climax, and put on a great show, as the look of pure pleasure that twisted his face had Orio biting a pawtip to keep from moaning any further. "That was...a lot..."

Resting against her chest in a path of its own seed, Evan's length finally gave out the last streams that it had left, but much to Orio's surprise, it never even started to deflate or soften one bit. "I tend to go a bit above and beyond when I have a research partner who can really turn me on," Evan admitted, "And you've got to be the best one I've ever had. It would be a shame if I didn't reward you for your efforts..."

Orio flattened her ears once more, completing the conflicted look of shy innocence, clashing with her nude body, coated in a fresh release. "Mmm? But wouldn't your stuff get inside me and knock me up?"

"Your female sex organs are temporary, Orio. They'll only last as long as the potion does, and once they fade, nothing from that will remain inside of you. You can't possibly get pregnant," Evan explained, sounding rather matter-of-fact for a moment.

"Y-you're sure?" she asked, desperate and eager for a good, proper fucking after what she'd done, but she was too shy to outright ask for it, even after what she'd done.

"You'll just have to trust me on this one...you do trust me, right?"

Orio nodded silently. Evan was still a bit of a mystery to her, to be certain, but he was just so kind and alluring when she first met him, and even though his actions tonight were betraying that front just a little bit, Orio had a very strong feeling that his true self was somewhere in between; a beautiful soul with a kind heart, and a bit of a dark sexual secret.

"Good. In that case, bend over. I'm hornier than I've been in months, and I can see by the mess you're leaving on my floor that you're more than ready."

"Wh-what?! Right here?" Orio gasped as she saw Evan release the edge of the table, and then suddenly felt his paws pushing down on her shoulders again. "I don't, I mean, ...you're sure?"

Though her voice was one of protest, Evan listened instead to the signals from her body and kept pushing until the sweet little doe was flat on her back, and Evan was resting atop of her, his slick length having drawn a trail of his seed all the way down from her breasts, leaving a mess on her tummy, and right down to where the head of his cock now waited eagerly upon Orio's virgin petals. "I'll be up late cleaning the store anyway. Might as well have fun making a bigger mess of it than we already have!"

"Y-you don't..." Orio paused, as a gasp broke through her lips and she winced her eyes closed, expecting some kind of pain from penetration, but Evan had hesitated. Even resting the head of his member against her dripping wet folds was enough to light her nerves on fire, thanks to the chemicals still wrecking havoc on her. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to, Evan...really..."

"There's nothing I want to do more," Evan replied, showing off a softer side for just a split second before a devious, fang-filled grin took his lips once more, and his hips pressed on, splitting her labia and penetrating her for the first time, in a way she'd never known. The pace was slow, and for each inch of his length, Orio took another deep, gasping breath, until their hips finally met, and Evan completely filled her passage. Given his size, it was an accomplishment for any female, much less a virgin. "Ooooooooh my God...Evaaaaan!

Evan gritted his fangs together, his grin only growing wider as Orio's tight, inexperienced walls clenched down on his length in the shock of being so completely filled. "Nnngh, damn! I would have thought you'd been a girl your whole life the way you're taking this cock, Orio! Maybe I don't have to be so gentle with you after all!"

Orio gulped, but her tiny little fluff of a tail started to lift and flicker at the very thought as Evan's hips picked up the pace and slapped into her own that much harder, the excess arousal that dripped from her folds splashing on his sack as it came down against the top of her soft, curvy ass. She wanted nothing more than to be ravaged, to be taken hard, and as luck would have it, Evan was just the right man to satisfy her burning desires. "I dunno if I-oooh! If I can take all of that!" Orio protested, but that deep, feminine groan that soaked her words with lewd intention told Evan what he should really do.

"You can play the part of an innocent little doe all you want, Orio! I don't buy it one bit, even if it is a huge turn on for me," Evan admitted, grunting as sweat started beading down his forehead from his pace, but being the dominant male that he was, his rump clenched tight and his hips flew forward, slamming hard into Orio and establishing a pace that would drive the poor, teased doe right up the wall. With each thrust, she felt a wave of pleasure that wracked her entire body, each one every bit as strong as an orgasm she would have felt as a male, and yet, she knew she wasn't quite there yet. Her breasts ached, her slit clenched, and her cute little clit buzzed, but she could feel that she needed just a little something more to break through that threshold. "Fact of the matter is, my dear, that I'm gonna make you scream like a porn star..."

The doe was curious, even with her mind racing about from the sheer thrill of having her pussy so properly fucked, but Evan showed that his skill wasn't just in the field of research. Running the pad of his thumb through some of the excess seed on her breasts, Evan slipped it down behind her and pressed it to her tailhole as he kept thrusting, the cum plenty slick enough to pop his thumb right in, adding a second thrust into Orio's already overly sensitive body, and up front, his other thumb came to rest on the hood of her clit, finding it with ease as it stood so erect.

It took just one brush of that cute little nub to send Orio right into the most intense orgasm he'd ever known. "...!"

There was no chorus of moans to herald the occasion. There was no begging for more as wave after wave of mind-shattering climax completely rocked Orio's body. There was only a shrill, whimpering squeal, followed by a deep gasp, and a stream of female ejaculate to soak Evan's tummy as Orio experienced a pleasure that only a woman could ever feel. "Evaaaaaaan!" she finally shrieked, as her voice did its best to match the ocean of pleasure that she was currently drowning in.

Evan couldn't hold out even a moment longer as he felt Orio's inner muscles fluttering around his cock, but it wasn't just the intricate massage from her flesh that pushed him, but that sudden, extra, gushing liquid warmth that coated his cock in a substance he'd never felt before. It made each thrust thereafter even better than the one before, and before long, the familiar tingle crept into his tummy once more, and he gritted his teeth tight as every muscle in his body tensed, pumping Orio's virgin snatch full of a fresh load of his seed. "ORIO! Nnnngh, yes! I'm cumming again...you're making me cum again!" he cried out in desperate delight, his teeth opening into a bright, stupefied smile as his thrusts grew completely erratic, their hips slapping together in a messy display of lovemaking that was topped off with excess seed spilling from Orio's tight, tiny slit, Evan having filled her up to capacity in mere seconds and still thrusting as he tried to pump even more inside. Orio's legs wrapped tight around Evan's back and held onto him for dear life as the aftershocks of orgasm kept her pleasure right where it was, and each thrust prolonged the experience for her until Evan had finally exhausted himself and emptied his sack completely, and started to slump down over her body, into a mess of their combined juices.

And to think I was almost too shy to ask him out on a date, Orio thought, as she drank in the warmth of Evan's heaving body atop of hers, feeling so comfortable and safe with his length still buried inside of her. "Think you got enough research for one night?" Orio finally asked, as her breasts settled down, her breath finally caught once again.

"For one night? I'd certainly like to think so. We'll be cleaning up after this experiment for at least a little while," Evan said, playing right along with her and looking down at the web of sticky fluids between them. He'd really have to put in the elbow grease before he could open the shop tomorrow. "But I'd really like it if this could be an...ongoing experiment, as it were?"

Orio knew that they were just being silly, but he still couldn't believe what Evan was asking. "I'd definitely like to conduct a little more research with you, Evan."

"You may need a couple days to come down from the chemicals, but if you're looking to try out a little more physical exploration, maybe we could meet up for a drink at the tavern across the street, and go from there? Say...this Saturday?"

She didn't even have to think twice. "It's a date, Evan. Mind if I stay the night at your place tonight? It's a little bit late and dark for a sweet little doe like me to be walking home alone."

"I wouldn't dare send you out there alone," Evan agreed. "But I'm afraid it is a bit of a walk to my place, and I'm feeling a little bit worn out after all of that research." Regretfully, Evan pulled out, a thin stream of his seed following his cock and dripping down to the floor as he crept back behind the counter and returned with a long, thick and soft blanket, and a pillow that was plenty big enough for two heads to share. "Sometimes when we're running late, I end up just staying the night here in the shop. Think you can get comfortable down there?"

"If you're gonna be down here with me, I think I can manage."

Evan smiled and crept back down to the floor, tugging the blanket over the top of him as he curled up behind Orio and spooned her, the tip of his length finding her slit once again. Orio smiled back at him and nodded as he pushed in, filling her one last time as they stayed close under the blanket, and set their heads down on the pillow. "You know, a good lab assistant always helps clean up the next day," he whispered to her, as he pressed a tiny kiss to one of her cute little ears.

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