"AGGH! The fucker bit me!"

The words hardly made it to Christopher's ears over the sound of gunfire, the hot brass landing on the pavement beneath his boots while his rifle was being emptied in the direction of the quickly running, moving, and even flying attackers that had them completely surrounded. Christopher, an experienced black human clad in military style garb, the leader of this individual squad of seven human soldiers, had been dispatched out from the safety of the high security walls of Dome City, out into the nature claimed world, with the intention of finding old research that could be used in the race to create a cure to an incredibly destructive virus dubbed 'Anth-z-23' or just 'Anthro Z' which had steamrolled most of humanity under it's spread. The cure relied upon research that a former human doctor had been on the cusp of finishing, before he too was turned, like so many others, but his facility was rumored to still be standing, and hopefully unoccupied. The hopes of the area remaining unoccupied were quickly quashed, as the squad found themselves under attack by various turned anthros, the bodies of five squad mates lay on the ground as Chris reloaded, going back to back against the other remaining soldier. "You sure? It could just be a blade or something." Chris replied, panicked, as he looked down the sights of his rifle, awaiting another attack.
"Nah, I'm pretty damn sure…" The Soldier behind him replied, as Chris turned, looking to see the wound his comrade was talking about, a quite obvious, bloodied bite, it appeared to be inflicted by the teeth of a canine. "I can still fight, for now, boss." Chris sighed, as he took a deep breath and tried his best to keep the injured, doomed soldier's morale high. "I never got your name…" He asked, the Soldier replied. "Vince, but, I don't think that name matters much now does it." Chris bit his tongue before replying. "Nah, legacy matters…" He would of continued, but the sounds of flapping wings, and paw pads hitting pavement stopped him, as he and his comrade lifted their weapons and prepared. 

First, Christopher felt himself knocked forward onto his chest, his rifle firing blindly as he collapsed to the pavement, he reached for his pistol but was kicked onto his back by a solid hoof, as he looked up at his attacker, An anthro Clydesdale horse, who was breathing heavily, war paint covering his chest and face. "Fucking pitiful human, why do you fight us…?" The Horse said, grinning and retrieving a long, sharp knife from his belt. "When you know you will join." The words echoed with fear, but acceptance through Chris' ears, as he drew the handgun, lining the sights with the Horse's head, he knew this fight was in vein, those eggheads in Dome City would never understand that, the ego of humanity would keep fighting until the absolute bitter end, the inherent xenophobia of pure blood humans would never thrive under a world so forcefully pushed into another step of evolution, so the war against the otherwise unwilling Anthro Infected, and the race for a pointless cure, would continue until the last body fell. The odds were so stacked against the humans from the start, given every time a human soldier fell, the Anthro Infected would gain another. "It's just, what humanity does…" Chris replied, his hand shaking as his finger neared the trigger, the Horse snorted out in a laugh as he boldly approached the armed human. Chris looked to his right, horrifically watching Vince being finished off by the swings of vicious claws belonging to the feline Anthro that was dispatching him, losing focus just long enough for the Horse to swing his knife downward, metal met metal as the pistol was knocked from his hands, leaving him unarmed, and exposed. "Now…Cease your fight…" The Horse ordered, as Chris, fearful and feeling his effort was in vein, lifted his hands in surrender. "Good choice human, now stand." Chris got to his feet, the blade of the Horse's knife unwavering as it was held toward him threateningly, the bodies of his comrades that lay around him were slowly writhing and twitching, as their faces contorted and fingers, once lifeless, flexed in discomfort and tension as they re-awoke, they were all turning, and Chris was powerless to stop them, as the Horse confidently pulled Chris into his strong arms, and grinned. "You will thank us for this, I promise that." With those words spoken, and before Chris had any chance of resistance, the horse bared his otherwise dull, massive teeth, and plunged them downward, painfully into the Human's collarbone, pulling back a chunk of flesh, as he fell to the ground, Chris could feel the world going dark, and one, familiar voice of a former squad mate saying firmly "Fuck, this isn't that bad…" followed by laughter echoing from around him. 

Was that a hallucination? A near death experience that tainted his mind? That didn't match the research at all, the eggheads back in the City were all in agreement, turning made you a savage, that's why not one Anthro Infected ever tried to speak, they just fought to turn humans into their ranks, you didn't keep your memories, how did his squad mate say that, let alone not scream in pain, the turning was horrifically painful, that's what they told him, they had to be right, they were the last bastion of humanity…
All of these thoughts raced through the mind of the now cold, shaking head of Chris, who felt his body contorting, but the pain never came, the agony that was promised by the treacherous humans was more like a tingling, as his bones warped, his hands stretched, his spine gave way to a tail, and the world became light again, as the now, warm dark furred Anthro Ferret stood up from the city street that he had fallen upon in death. With his newly formed paw, he gripped where his wound had been, it was healed and impossible to recognize, he did not feel sick, nor savage, his mind was entirely his, his likes hadn't changed, only his anger, the resentment that he had toward the misunderstood Anthro Infected had been directed elsewhere. They were always right, they were smarter, they were the perfect species, humans, how could they be wrong, in their arrogance and ego…Fucking humans…maybe they deserved no respect, maybe their hatred had gone on for too long, maybe the Infection wasn't an accident after all...maybe Dome City needed to fall…

~Two Weeks Later~

Fire, destruction, gunshots and anarchy were rampant in the once peaceful Dome City, through use of Chris and Vince's knowledge of entry, and various flying Anthros dropping canisters of infected gasses onto the streets, it was nearly impossible to tell how many humans remained, they were never prepared for such a massive armada of Anthros to siege the city, Humanity was falling, crumbling, and in Chris' opinion, it was a wonderful sight to behold. "I refuse to believe we were so…ignorant…" Vince said, as he, Chris, and various other Anthros sat in a camp, just inside Dome City's breached walls. "We are family now, your human actions were not of truth, the evolution takes time." The Horse that turned Chris said, as he sat across from him, taking a bite from a carrot before tossing the rabbit what remained of it, Vince happily gnawed at it, as Chris watched. That bunny, the beautiful former squad mate turned increasingly attractive bunny Vince, was the only other thought than revolution that Chris had in his mind, the soft luscious lips so daintily going over that carrot sent shivers down his Ferret body, into his sheath, which he tried to mask, failing, the Horse chuckled and stood up. "Brothers and Sisters, I believe we should leave Chris and Vince to their own devices for a while for the mating." The various anthros giggled and lobbed some jokes, before departing, in mere moments, only the Rabbit and Ferret remained. "Heh, so, you…really feel that way…?" Vince piped up, his long ears standing upward in confusion for a moment, Chris decided not to lie and let out a sigh. "When we were, well, human, I always kind of liked you, but, you're just so beautiful now, and I-" He started, interrupted when Vince firmly lunged forward, knocking the Ferret onto his sleeping bag with a thud, as their lips connected in a lustful, and loving kiss. 

The words ended between them as action took over, Vince reached down and quickly began undoing the Ferret's pants, his rabbit libido sending him into lustful instinct, his paws retrieving the slowly hardening seven inch shaft of his lover and stroking over it gingerly. Chris let out a chittering moan as his hands reached down and caressed over the long ears of his lagomorph mate to be, while his shaft hardened intensely in the Rabbit's paws. "Please…S su- suck me…" Chris begged, Vince eagerly obliged, sliding down the Ferret's body and engulfing the pulsing member into his warm, inviting mouth. Vince swirled his soft moist tongue around the pulsing head of Chris' cock, his cotton tail twitched as near the warm flames of the campfire the rabbit began to bob his head, sliding lewdly along the achingly hard cock of his lover, saliva trailing down to the Ferret's balls, as he groaned around the shaft sending warm vibrations down it. Chris reached his paws down, gripping ahold of the Rabbit's ears, bucking his hips upward instinctively, his shaft pulsing heated as it pushed into Vince's throat. "That feels so good Vince, d- don't stop…" Pleaded Chris as his hips gyrated. Vince found his throat was easier to control and warmly accepted the throbbing Ferret cock into it, gagging intentionally around it as he bobbed his head downward and upward in sync with his lover's thrusts upward, the oozing, salty taste of precum leaking down into his stomach sending him into a lustful, slurping frenzy, bobbing his warm, blue head quickly around the Ferret's shaft, panting and excitedly flicking his cotton tail as he did. Chris' body seized in pleasure, he was entirely at the Rabbit's mercy as his toes curled and his breathing increased, he felt his fluffy nuts rising as pre streamed from his shaft, panting in excitement, he knew he was on the cusp of his first anthro orgasm. "F- Fuck, Vince, I'm gonna blow…" Chris announced, gripping onto the ears of his Rabbit lover tighter. Vincent smirked with a mouthful of Chris' cock, as he tightened his suckling lips around the base and closed his eyes, the warm Rabbit tongue coaxed the tip as Chris yelled in pleasure. Cum flooded the Rabbit's mouth, spurt after spurt of potent warm Ferret seed sprayed over Vince's licking and teasing tongue, and down his swallowing throat, every drop the Rabbit could manage to swallow was enjoyed before he quickly pulled off the Ferret's still spraying member, allowing a few spurts of warm cum to spatter over his facial fur and snout, giggling adorably as he did, looking up at Chris with love and lust. "Mhh, that was quite a lot…" Vince teased, sticking his cum spattered tongue out.

Vince was caught off guard as Chris' cock was still throbbing hard, the orgasm doing little to dampen his newfound animistic arousal as he gripped the Rabbit firmly by the shoulders and spun around, planting Vince firmly onto his belly onto the sleeping bag, pulling his shorts down to his knees, exposing the plump, fluffy blue furred cheeks of the Rabbit's heavenly ass, grinning as he did, Chris pushed his cum dripping, saliva coated cock to the quivering warm pucker of the Rabbit's rear end. "You ready bun bun?" The panting Chris asked teasingly. Vince was erect, his rabbit shaft twitched as he pushed his face nervously into the plush fabric of the sleeping bag and nodded his head, the only sound he made was a warm squeak of pain and pleasure as the Ferret pushed his hips forward, the length of his cock sliding into the Rabbit's vice like tight hole, claiming his virginity with eager, firm thrusts. Gripping his ears, Vincent screamed out, the sounds of pleasure echoing through the streets of the falling city, as he panted and pushed his hips back against the primal thrusting and eager slaps of Chris' hips, his tongue falling out in pleasure, his cock was leaking warm clear pre onto the sleeping back beneath them, his quivering Rabbit body accepted pleasure unlike anything he had felt before in his abandoned humanity, being underneath the thrusting Ferret was incredible. Chris also was enjoying the intensity of the pleasure surrounding his animalistic shaft, as a human he hardly lasted twenty seconds in his own hand, but as this apex Ferret, he felt more pleasure, more power, and much more love for the Rabbit beneath him, as his hips picked up in hotter, quicker thrusts, squeaking and chittering with each motion, the length of his shaft being warmly caressed and squeezed in the Rabbit's accepting depths. "Fu- Fuck me harder, pl- please!" Begged Vince, who arched his back, gripping onto the sleeping bag with violent strength, drooling and panting as the Ferret's cock was slamming into him, the tip punching against his prostate with perfect accuracy, the both of their human inexperience being completely nullified by their new anthro instinct. "Uggh, I can't hold back much more." Chris announced, placing one hand firmly on the Rabbit's lower back, and drilling into him deeper, bottoming out into him, as his teeth bared, chittering loudly. "Do it! Do it inside me!" Vince begged, his pleasure incredible and immeasurable, as his legs slipped out from under him pleasured weakness, his cock grinding against the sleeping bag causing the full weight of the Ferret to fall onto his back, Chris groaned as the sudden change in position caused his cock to erupt in his second orgasm suddenly, he screamed out in a shared moan with Vince as the pair quivered and shook in a simultaneous orgasm, the Rabbit's seed spurting onto the sleeping bag with little effort needed to coax it out, as Chris milked his prostate with his squirting, twitching rod which he pushed into him deeply, holding onto the Rabbit with a tight embrace.

The pair lay in afterglow for nearly twenty minutes, simply panting, groaning, and enjoying their post coital lock, as the sudden eruption of explosions above them made them both perk their heads up, too weak to move, or pull out in Chris' case, they stayed embraced, warmly sighing in relief as the explosions turned out to be fireworks. Far from the Rabbit and Ferret lovers' campsite, the last human had been tracked down and turned. "It's over! WE WON!" An Eagle, holding a megaphone in his talon, flew in circles announcing the victory. Humanity has fallen, and the new age of Anthro had begun. To Chris, that was hardly the celebration however, he was much more focused on something he never found in humanity, and never dreamed he would find in Animalistic transition, through this war and transformation, he had found a Mate, he had found love, with this beautiful Rabbit that he had firmly bred and claimed, this virus, this change, it was not the apocalyptic ending the former human eggheads had told him it would be. He giggled knowing that those very same eggheads were now friends once again, they all were. 

This was no ending, it was an evolution.