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"Oh yes it finally arrived!” he shouted, overwhelmed in happiness, almost jumping in utter joy, holding his phone like his life depended on it, as if it was the most precious, most valuable thing in the world. Around him people were throwing suspicious and wondering glances at the young lone man yelling, wondering what had gone through him. The usually loud and noisy crowded train carriage went silent, a dead, heavy silence, so deep one could hear a fly buzzing around, all gazes glued to one man leaning against a window, clutching a phone in one hand while steadying himself by holding one of the overhead metal bars. The said man cleared his throat, regaining his composure, throwing a long, embarrassed, circular glance around him, offering the people around him a sorry smile before making himself as small as he could, plunging his eyes in his phone screen again, trying his best to hide the embarrassment burning his cheeks. Slowly the curious stares turned away, some grumbling complains under their breaths as they did so, resuming whatever they were doing where it had been left of. In no time everyone was going about their business again, the carriage becoming what it was… noisy; conversations and automated announcements intertwining in an incomprehensible brouhaha. The train was full of a blend of every type of person, exhausted workers returning home after a long day of labor; students bending under the heavy burden of classes they were carrying in overflowing bags; distracted mothers keeping an eye on their curious children, businessmen and salesmen stuffed in fancy suits carrying small briefcases close to them. And, in the middle of that colorful crowd there was him, a perfect unknown, a nobody in the mass, a point in the crowd, a grain of sand in the desert, an atom of water in the ocean, blending in perfectly.

He did his best to ignore the blabbering crowd al around him, only throwing a furtive glance at the city outside, watching buildings, skyscrapers, overpasses and roads pass by on the other side of the window, cars packed together in the streets, blocked in rush-hour traffic. He still had some time to kill, three stations to go exactly before he would reach his destination; more than enough to read the cause of his excitement. He was checking his mail when he had received a new message named “Purchase 391065820G – delivery confirmation”. Without waiting he had clicked on the mail, a new window displaying on his screen as a happy smile drew on his face. “Let's see…” he muttered under his breath, feverishly reading through the email, hands clutched around his phone, “Dear customer… your package has arrived at the designated delivery address… please recover your package within a week from delivery. If the package is not collected before the end of this period it will be sent back to our facility. The shipping department would like to remind our dear customer that in case of failure to pick up the package in time no refund will be provided. yeah whatever…”

Finally it was here at long last, after weeks of agonizingly slow shipping procedures, after months of searching for it he was about to touch the thing for real.. He shuddered impatiently, not holding in place anymore, happiness and joy boiling within him like a kid on Christmas about to find his gifts under the tree. Leaving the mail app he switched to the messages, selecting an already ongoing conversation and typed a short message. “GOT IT!!!”. Soon after his phone vibrated, a new text bubble popping on the screen. “Really? That's cool, can’t wait to see what’s inside!” “Gonna go pick up the package at the post office I'll tell you later.” “Sure, thing man; don't leave me hanging for too long though.” He closed the app and put his phone in his pocket, keeping a hand over it, worried that someone might get some ideas, looking through the window at the tall buildings lining both sides of the track, casting their tall shadows over the train as it sank deeper into the heart of the city. A broad toothy smile grew over his lips as he got closer to his destination, widening with each mile bringing him closer to the end of his journey, earning furrowed blows from nearby travelers when they noticed his goofy grin, questioning the man’s sanity.

The last minutes of travel was the worst, longest minute of his entire life, feeling like it lasted for ages, as if centuries were going by in the span of that one, tiny minute, the train seeming to slow down, going at a snail’s pace, as if time had frozen for him and all others in that carriage, every other train that passed by seeming to go much, much faster than them. “Come on come on…” he grumbled impatiently, looking at his watch for the thousand time. 17:49; in ten minutes the post office would be closed, and he would be screwed for today, yet everything seemed so slow, as if the world itself was moving in slow motion. At last, he reached the station he was aiming for, the train painstakingly slowly coming to a stop on the crowded platform, hurried people already flocking toward the doors, gathering there like a bunch of flies attracted light. The door had barely opened that he burst out of the train, shoving people that had the misfortune of standing in his path away, rushing toward the exit, climbing escalators four at a time, slaloming in the crowded station, skidding to avoid slamming in people coming the opposite way, earning confused, panicked and questioning glares, loud incomprehensible exclamations and insults in his wake. Oblivious to all of that he  emerged from the station entrance, quickly finding his mark and ran in the right direction, sprinting in the city basked in the orangish lights of the sunset, crossing streets under volleys of furious honks from cars that had to break right next to him to avoid causing an accident.

After long minutes of running in the crowded streets he discovered what he had been looking for, still lit, still open, however he knew closing time was right upon him, some of the lights already switching off. With one last effort he rushed in the post office, slipping in between the sliding doors, earning puzzled glances from workers and customers alike as he stormed inside, panting breathlessly, trembling from thee aftershock of his mad race through the city. He took a second to catch his breath and readjust his clothes before heading toward the closest empty counter, people around him keeping an intrigued eye on him. “What can I do for you Sir?” sighed a chubby man sitting behind the desk, sprawled on his chair, barely peeking out behind the large screen of his computer, looking at him with tired eyes, his cap tilted to the side a bit, on the verge of falling down from his almost completely bold head. He was speaking with a slow, bored, monotonous tone, not even a hint of emotion slipping in his speech. “I have a package to collect.” “Certainly sir, I will need your identity card and the shipping number to verify we have received your package.” he let out, cold and distant, repeating the same usual couple of sentences for the thousandth time of the day, looking even more depressed by just saying these few words. “Sure…” he answered, trying to keep up a benevolent smile as he handed the chubby man his card and his phone on which was displayed the delivery mail. However inside he was boiling, frustrated by the slow pace of things, feeling like the employee was being purposefully slow to piss him off. “Very well sir, let’s see… Alexander…” grumbled the man, slowly typing the information on his keyboard, one letter at a time, looking back and forth between the id card and the screen with each press of a key. Alexander clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in a mix of impatience and anticipation. “Oh yes… indeed we have something for you, it was delivered earlier today.” He announced after a few seconds of scrutinizing whatever was displayed on his computer, “Please stay here sir while I go get your delivery.” He politely said, a slight, almost imperceptible smile curling the corners of his lips, his face lighting up with an incomprehensible expression, like he was happy, rejoiced to finally be able to move. “Sure thing.” Kindly replied Alexander, holding a deep sigh of relief, containing his overflowing joy.

The chubby man got up, his chair squeaking as the heavy weight was removed from it. Calmly he headed toward the back, picking up a small device on another counter before disappearing behind a door on which a sign read “STAFF ONLY”. He leaned against the counter, nervously tapping a short melody with his fingertips on the wooden board, his gaze wandering around the office, stopping on piles upon piles of document behind the counters, large signs and advertisement posters doting the walls and the shrinking lines of waiting clients waiting for their turn to come.

Five minutes later the man came back, pushing the door away with his shoulder, holding a large, slightly cumbersome, heavy looking cardboard box wrapped in duct-tape. “Here it is Sir.” He huffed, wobbling back to his desk, showing no emotion as he dropped the box, “I'd advise you to be cautious Sir… it's fragile…” he warned, indicating the rather obvious fragile stamp visible on all sides of the box. “You bet.” thought Alexander to himself, fighting the urge to grab his package and leave right away. “Wonderful!” he let out, reaching out with a hand, bursting with impatience. “I will need your signature before I can hand the package to you.” Informed the chubby employee, stopping him before he could touch the large box. Alexander obliged with an understanding though forced smile, grabbing the pen standing on the right side of the counter and expertly signing the document the man handed him. “Have a wonderful day Sir.” Said the man after a quick examination of the document in the same distant, emotionless tone before sitting back on his chair that loudly squeaked in protest. “You too sir.” replied Alexander, grabbing his box with two hands, flinching under the surprising weight, staggering back as he pulled it off the counter, almost losing his balance. “It is quite heavy as well.” spoke the man, a light smile twitching his lips as he looked down toward his screen. Alexander didn't let any sign of his surprise and struggle slip, only nodding in agreement, throwing a grateful smile to the employee as he left the office. His mind was already racing, his imagination running at full steam, questions about what his package contained, what could make it so heavy flooding his head, the craziest of ideas materializing, swirling in his eager brain.

Once in the street he grabbed his phone, selecting the person he had talked to earlier and since he couldn’t write with the cumbersome package he held in his trembling hand, decided to call them. “Hello?” called a masculine voice after three tones. “Hey man it's me Alexander.” “Hey man what's up? Do you have the stuff?” “Yep, right here.” he responded, casting the heavy box a curious look, burning to just rip the thick adhesive tape it was wrapped in and see what wonders were hidden inside. “Awesome! Where are you now?” shouted his friend, hardly containing his own happiness. “Just out of the post office, heading back home right now.” Explained Alexander, grimacing under the heavy weight straining his muscles to their limit. “Wanna come to my place?” suggested his friend, “It’s much closer than yours and we could unpack the stuff there.” "Nah I can’t, have to drop a few things home so, nope, maybe another time.” “Oh ok; mind if I drop by then?” disappointedly sighed his friend. “Not at all, in fact I was about to tell you the exact same thing! I'm not gonna use all of it alone.” he chuckled, “There's too much for me anyway.” He added in a teasing, mysterious tone. “Oh really?” enquired his friend, hints of curiosity peaking in his voice, his interest tickled even more by the last few words. “Dude you should see that, it’s freaking huge!” he shouted, stopping for a second, depositing the box next to him while he relaxed his stiff muscles. “Wait that much? Or are you just messing with me?” gasped his friend, awestruck. “I’m not kidding it’s much larger than I expected!" exclaimed Alexander, “and quite heavy to…” he added, grimacing in pain, his hands hurting from the heavy, hard to hold box. “Damn Alex the suspense is killing me there, I’ll be at your place in ten minutes.” “Wow calm down I'm not even home yet.” Gasped Alexander, taken aback by his friend’s impatience. “Come on seriously?” “Hey I told you I just picked up the thing at the post office, I’m on my way now.” “Ok…” grumbled his friend. “Chill out man I'm not gonna spoil the fun without you.” Reassured Alexander, picking up the box and crossing a busy street. “Knowing you I'm sure you've already taken a peek inside.” Snorted his friend with a knowing tone. “Nope.” sighed Alexander, admitting that curiosity had been tickling his mind, the box taking most available thought space in his brain, obsessing him. “Beside… I need to do some cleaning if you plan on spending the night with me.” “Ok then, I'll be here in one hour or two. Might even buy a small thing along the way…” replied his friend with a small, disappointed sigh, “I just can't wait to see what's inside.” he added, dragging him out of his thoughts. “Me too.” Let out Alexander, fighting the urge to open the box and discover what it held. “You're not holding back on me aren’t you?” suddenly asked his friend with a suspicion-filled voice. “No, not at all.” “You're sure you have no idea of what's inside?” “I’m telling you man I have no clue; stop being paranoid! The ad just said it was a bunch of unsold stuff they were selling at half price, probably to clear up the storage for newer products.” “Nothing else?” questioned his friend, "Nothing else, it’s a surprise bundle of sort; I just know we'll both love it.” retorted Alexander teasingly. “You tease!” “Hehe, that’s what you get for trying to get me to spoil the fun. Anyway, we'll see tonight I guess.” “Don't you dare open it without me!” warned his friend. “No worries there, see you.” “See you.”

Alexander buried his phone at the bottom of his pocket, grabbing the box that had been resting on the ground next to him, patting it as he held it in his arms, a sly grin stretching on his lips. It had definitely been a good purchase and, above all an incredible lucky break that had permitted him to get his hands on this usually expensive stuff. He could recall it like it was yesterday, the memory etched in his mind, like carved in stone. It had all started one month ago, as he was browsing through internet on his laptop, wandering aimlessly from one website to another while chatting with a few friends. Originally, he had been looking for parts to repair his bike which was in desperate need of fixing, but, after many hours spent in fruitless research he had given up, grimacing when he realized how expensive the parts were. “Damn… might buy a new one instead…” he had grumbled, already seeing his wallet drained empty by those expensive pieces. He had continued nevertheless, hoping to stumble upon a good opportunity, even second hand or refurbished parts would do, unfortunately however, even like this his search yielded no results. That was when, out of despair and frustration, after exhausting all available possibilities, after a stupid idea had crossed his mind, he wrote in the research bar ‘genetic enhancement gears’.

It may have looked like a strange thing to search on the web but not for him, in fact it had been the latest trend for the past few months that had begun when some genetic labs had begun selling products on the regular market. At first it had been limited to medical uses, to regenerate sin skin, regrow hairs, strengthen bones through the use of mutated animal gens enhanced by some kind of accelerated growth and regeneration technology. However, they had rapidly expanded their range of offers and services after demonstrating that their new line of products could be used for more than just the cure common illnesses and minor injuries. They had achieved this astounding success by presenting a patient who had had his long-amputated leg regrown entirely thanks to their new innovative treatment without the need for costly prothesis or complicated surgeries to reattach a new limb. Moreover, they claimed, they promised even, to be able to do even more than just regrow lost limbs, pretending to be capable of fixing or even replacing damaged or dead organs, improving them if necessary. At first everybody, public and specialists alike were skeptical, doubtful about such amazing, unbelievable results, yet this lab hadn’t given up, continuing to deliver proofs and demonstrations alike, curing someone suffering from a critical heart condition, giving back fully functional eyes to a blind man. Furthermore then even showcased their new enhancing technology in a large ceremony where people with genetically modified bodies would achieve unbelievable things, impossible for even the best humans. With all of that they had received permissions to expend to the civilian markets.

However, upon its introduction the products had to overcome many more hurtles, being denied by most doctors and patients alike, afraid of the possible side effects of such treatment, still unconvinced by these new, fairly unknown methods and technologies. Yet, after some more testing it had become fairly common and popular, and, going from strictly medical usages become a fancy body improvement method that allowed people to grow massive muscles without going to the gym, runners to become even faster, swimmers and scuba-divers to get gills and fins at will and so on and so forth. It was even rumored that some people grew bird or bat-like wings, bulletproof skin, cold blood to better adapt to difficult winter climates and many more wonders that he had never seen. Still, it had been an expensive thing and only the richest could afford it, others willing to sell everything if it meant getting a shot of these new and fancy body enhancers.

The advertisement campaigns were everywhere, on the walls of each city, in journals, on the internet and televisions alike, displaying the most cheerful people, all of them agreeing that genetic augmentation and manipulation was the best thing that had happened to them. According to the ads some of them had their lives saved by genetic augments, other used them to be more efficient at work, for sport or for some other purposes but all of them claimed to be happier with their new and expensive augments, urging viewers to try this new life-changing experience for themselves. Their slogans were everywhere, blared endlessly at the radio, displayed in bright, catchy letters on gigantic signs and posters, going as far as organizing special events where genetically augmented people would parade through a city or offering non augmented people a free sample so they could try it out for a few hours before purchasing the real thing.

With time it became fairly common to see people using this genetic modification technology wandering the streets all around the country, the advertisement campaign now spreading worldwide, promoting the merits of genetic modification. Nowadays augments ranged from enhanced strength or agility to people growing thick, lush fur all over their bodies, some cops sporting reptilian hardened plates under their clothes, removing the need for bulletproof vests; other had wings or could climb to walls like spiders, even deliverymen would now fly to your home delivering orders in a record setting time. As the products improved, expanded and were refined it became possible to achieve full body transformation, opening the possibility to look like a fox for instance, some people even demanding to become fully fledged feral animals in appearance. At first glance it could look and feel odd to have talking animals sitting next to you in the train, going in nightclubs, flirting with you; or just working, even sometime being the head of big companies but it quickly became a rather normal sight for many, the original discomfort quickly vanishing with the steady increase in the number of modified people, some cities becoming; as the detractors called it zoos where most of the population was composed of talking animal-like people.

Nevertheless, it was still out of reach for most people to get even the cheapest, temporary genetic modification, the price being too high despite the high demand for the stuff. Moreover, some cities, states and countries alike had, under a strong push of anti-modification groups, established policies against transforming products, putting unbearable taxes on them, or simply banning them altogether. These measures, however, could only slow down the phenomenon for so long, the trend already conquering the world, leading some people to move into more open towns to get access to the goods. The city where he lived was in a strange in-between situation, not banning the products nor encouraging them, remaining mostly affected by the ongoing madness with only a few people walking around the cities fully transformed, the most common sight being a worker using body modification to facilitate his tasks, making for a fairly peaceful and relatively calm environment, not mentioning the usual criminality that was still rampant.

Once he had talked to a man looking like an alligator on his way back home; the guy was impressively tall and muscular, quite handsome in his own way, looking too tight in the clothes he was stuffed in. After some chatter he had learned that this guy had to pay around ten thousand to offer himself this new body but he wasn't regretting it a single thing, loving each second spent in his new skin, or rather scales. Well he might have done than a bit more than just talking to get all this information out of the guy but these were details better left private, not regretting anything, in fact finding this quite pleasant, tempting him with the idea of trying it out for himself.

Unfortunately for him the price had put an abrupt stop to his dreams, he wasn't ready to pay such astronomic amount of money to look like an animal. Plus, it was a life choice, a decision better not made rashly because once transformed there was no going back unless you had the money for it. So, one had to choose very carefully and thoughtfully, thinking about what they wanted beforehand, as weird ideas and kinks could turn out very embarrassing afterward and he had already seen one such case in person. He recalled that time where he had caught sight of a feline looking girl dressed in too large black clothes that covered almost all her body, a hoodie hiding her face, making her look like a shadow, a barely visible figure in the crowded street. The first thing he had noticed were neon pink eyes glaring menacingly at everyone daring enough to look at her, threatening despite their unusual color. Then, as a sudden gust of wind blew her hoodie back, he had gasped, discovering her fur was a sparkling azure blue color, almost glowing in the light with strange spots of color all over her face and neck, probably covering all her body. Before he could see much more of her the girl had run away under the loud bursts of mocking laughter of bystanders. There were of course other ways of getting his own transformation, one of such was to buy other products from a cheaper brands mostly copying what the others were doing better, with often more than lackluster results. But even those were still very expensive, so it only left the other way which implied procuring the products by more or less recommendable means. Most of the time it meant using illegal counterfeit products found in the shadiest ends of the deep web or in black markets in the sewers; pale copies of the real stuff promising only to end up in a mangled mess. Rumors of injuries and deaths caused by these low-quality products sold the highest price were rampant, dissuading everyone from trying them, and, even if the stuff worked, there was a high risk of getting stuck in an incomplete transformation, or worse, to be turned into a weird chimera, a blend of all the mixed-up genes they put in those copies merged into one, terrifying mutated abomination. All of these risks and dangers had held him back from ever thinking of buying one of those counterfeit products, preferring to wait until a much better opportunity to present itself.

Moreover, the transformative substances and other genetic changing gears weren't even close to being the greatest success of the very same lab, the company behind it continuously churning out new lines of more advanced products, branching out into various sectors. In fact they met their biggest success and best market response from the public when they started developing a range of products specially designed for mating and other sexual topics. One of their first creation was a substance that gifted the user with the libido of a lustful wild animal at the peak of their heat season, ensuring that whoever used it could go at it all night long and still crave more the next day. This threw the good old blue pills off the market, bankrupting the companies producing it, making all other available solutions outdated and uninteresting. Then came ways of swapping gender at will, change the size, shape and smell of dicks and other sex related body parts, making them look more animalistic. This last part was what had interested him the most in fact and he had gotten to experiment a bit with their cheapest products which was that aphrodisiac substance and indeed he had been horny like an animal for days, craving for sex which had led to some very sticky situations.

As his elated mind wandered away in all directions Alexander had reached his home, a small three-story building planted right on the edge of a small, very pleasant neighborhood. After unlocking the door he climbed the stairs toward the third floor, trying yet again to guess what was hidden in the heavy box and the logo printed on the side: a large G crossed diagonally by a syringe, surrounded by the double helicoidal structure of DNA.
 

Granver Labs
We shape your future


This logo was a renowned sign of quality, the stuff they created was considered to be the best in the entire world, other companies envying the skills of its scientists and almost unlimited production capacities, allowing them to create ranges of products from futuristic technologies to aphrodisiacs and toys, their vast, endless looking resources allowing them to experiment with basically anything they fancied.

What an incredible stroke of luck had led him to that announcement; he couldn’t believe how fortunate he had been to stumble upon it at just the right time. His curious research for this kind of stuff had been fruitless once again, just as he expected it until he had found this announcement on a trusted site he knew quite well. At first glance he had dismissed it as another scam but upon closer examination he had discovered that it was completely real. He could almost entirely remember the text.


SPECIAL SALE!!!: HALF PRICE BEST QUALITY TOYS THAT WILL MAKE YOUR NIGHTS MUCH HOTTER
By Naughty Boy.inc


Don't miss out on the deal of a lifetime!!!

Dear customers we are proud to have the privilege to announce you this special offer. With the benevolence of our supplier Granver Labs we are happy to share with you this one in a lifetime offer.
Today ONLY, ten batches of high-quality genetic modification and enhancement products will be sold at an unbeatable price. For only 1000$ treat yourself in the best of the best in term of mating devices and enhancer that surely will make you moan.
These sets come under the form of surprise boxes full of firsthand products that will make your head spin in pleasure.


Back then he had remained a long minute staring at his screen in disbelief, reading the advertisement over and over again, his jaws dropping in shock. For some time, he thought he was dreaming, imagining all of this. There was no way it could be true, it had to be some sort of joke, a scam to steal money from idiots who would click on the link, or a dumb hack to get a virus in his computer. However, the more he looked at it the more serious, legit it seemed, beside he had purchased stuff from that site before and had always been fully satisfied with what he had gotten. But seeing the name Granver Labs written in big glowing letter right next to their unmistakable logo felt so surreal, so impossible, so unbelievable it made it hard to believe this was true. It was like a dream come true, like someone, somewhere had granted him the wish he had been thinking about for so long, the shock of seeing this so great that he almost fell from his seat.

Without hesitation he grabbed his mouse and clicked on the link, almost expecting to find himself faced with a very well made fake. Surprisingly he found himself on a real page of this online marketplace, going in detail about this special, limited offer, listing some of the things that could potentially be found in those surprise boxes. Reading diagonally he scrolled down to the bottom of the long wall of text covering the page, locating the purchase button. In panic he repeatedly clicked the button, spamming it, worried that if he was too slow he would miss it. The website suddenly became agonizingly slow, taking what felt like ages to load the new page leaving him in frustration and despair. Dread washed over him, fear that he had arrived too late, the last packages already gone, which would explain why the website was struggling so much.

Finally, after an anxiety-filled minute the new page materialized before him, a simple white card showing the name of the special offer along with a small pixeled picture of a cardboard box with, right below it the price displayed in big bold numbers. He breathed a sigh of relief once his eyes fell on the next line below, indicating what he had hoped for: “Special offer surprise box remaining : 1 / 10”. A few minutes later and it would have been too late, leaving him empty handed. Without further hesitation he clicked the purchase button, entered his credit card number, grimacing as it was still quite a big chunk of money to toss into the unknown, and watched as his request was send. He prayed for five interminable minutes while the payment was processed, his mind racing, coming up with all the worst scenarios possible, fear creeping over him as he imagined the site suddenly crashing, his payment being denied or, even more frustrating, learning that the last package had already been sold. Fortunately, his hopes and patience were rewarded, a message popping on his screen, flooding his heart with joy. “Your purchase has been registered and your payment accepted, please indicate a delivery address and contact information to confirm the purchase. Warning: failure to comply will result in delivery cancellation.”

Immediately he had entered his address, phone number and email and hit the confirm button with so much force he worried he had broken his mouse’s left click. Once again the site took it’s sweet long time to register his information but in the end confirmed that it had received all relevant information, already preparing to ship his order to him. Seeing this sent him on cloud nine, a wave of utter joy washing over him, impatience already pounding in his veins. With a loud cry of happiness and triumph he had pushed back his wheelchair, spinning on it like a kid in joy and relief before jumping from it, leaving it there in the middle of his office while he headed to the living room, dancing in uncontained delight, so happy he was oblivious to the world around him.

And now, after such a long wait he finally had it, and he would soon have the unlikely chance to touch it, to feel it for himself, to enjoy it, to discover why people were going so mad over it. He unlocked the door, pushing it wish his shoulder and kicking it back right behind him, the heavy panel loudly slamming back into its frame, making the walls shake. Taking a few steps inside he deposited the box on the nearest table with extreme caution, as if it was full of fragile glass, happy to finally get it off his hands and in the security of his home. Backing away he took the time to observe the box more closely, not noticing anything new, not even a return address, only the big, familiar logo that held so many promises. He had only one idea in mind, oppressing, obsessing, standing out over the rest, imposing itself to him, feeding his boiling curiosity. He itched to open the box and see what was inside, perhaps even try some of the stuff out so he could surprise his friend when he arrived. Still, even though he trembled in anticipation as his fingers trailed along the adhesive tapes keeping the box sealed, he knew he had promised to wait for his friend to arrive, this promise singlehandedly holding him from digging through the stuff already. Nevertheless, he knew his eagerness would soon take hold, he had to take his mine off it.

He looked around his home; a small but spacious, well designed three-room apartment made of a large living room in the corner of which was found his small but practical kitchen, two bedrooms, one of which had been converted in an office and a tiny bathroom where one couldn't even turn around without slamming in a shelf or a cupboard. The living room was a depressing mess waiting to be cleaned, greasy pizza boxes piling on a dirty table in front of the TV, more dishes and utensils filling the sink in the kitchen, empty bottles of water, soda and beer alike lying everywhere, the rest overflowing from a small bin, forming dangerous tripping hazards all over the floor. His office, the door to which was wide open wasn’t in a better state, a dirty plate had been left on the desk, greasy and filthy marks visible everywhere among a mass of tissues and papers, aluminum cans, some of which were half crushed, forming an unstable tower next to the beast. What was the beast? Simply the little name he had given to his computer, a true monster of pure power he only used for his work, well mostly work as the gaming gear betrayed. Being a freelance mechanical designer, he needed a machine capable of handling really demanding programs and do a handful of calculations for him. On the plus side it also meant he had a great machine to run any game he fancied, making for a great experience whenever he would try a new one.

Ignoring all the trash laying about all the rooms could enjoy a bit of a thorough cleaning, his apartment unfit to welcome any guest in its current state. As he circled the room taking in the extent of the mess he had made he threw a quick glance in his bedroom, the sight he was met with causing to grimace and gasp in disgust. Firstly there was thee smell, strong, acrid, unpleasant, the characteristic stench of sweat and manliness left to float in the moist air of a room that had not been opened in ages. Secondly there was the bed, poorly made, covers and bedsheets spilling out in all directions, clothes, dirty and new alike hanging from the sides or sprawled across the floor This room needed a bit of cleaning too, even more if they were planning on using whatever was in the box, unless they did it on the sofa.

With a deep sigh he went to work, grabbing the greasy pizza boxes and other food leftovers with a snarl of disgust, shoving them in the garbage can he carried around the room, squashing all the empty cans and bottles before throwing them in the bin. Once he was done with the living room he ventured in the office, repeating the same things before heading to his bedroom where there also was some garbage to take care of. Once he was done, he walked to the kitchen, pulling out the heavy, distended plastic bag and tied it up then tossed it down into the garbage chute that led to a giant container in the basement. “Good… now let's clean this mess.” he grumbled, glaring at the broom and mop with apprehension, like they would suddenly become sentient and latch onto his face.

Twenty minutes later he let go of the broom, falling on the sofa, wiping his forehead of the sweat that had been dripping from his hairs. He was exhausted but at least the apartment was clean, the floors cleared of dust and grime that had been accumulating on them, the air full of the strong chemical fragrance of the cleaner he used. He threw a quick look at his watch; he still had plenty of time ahead of him. With a low grunt he got up, went to his room, tidied up the bed and, after collecting all the dirty clothes laying around, threw a new set of clean clothes on the mattress in preparation for his shower. There was nothing fancy in the clothes he had chosen, a blue jean, black t-shirt, a pair of socks and underwear, perfect for a casual night with his friend, easy to remove if needed, and not important in case they got damaged in any way. Taking a long gander at his room with a satisfied smile curling his lips he checked his watch again, From what he saw he still had about half an hour left before his friend’s arrival, more than enough time to take a shower.

However, before heading to the bathroom an idea crossed his mind, reminding him of something he absolutely needed to check before doing anything else, something paramount for their night together. He checked his drawer, pushing piles of clothes aside until he found it. The small chipped red box was still there, right where he left it, bearing the marks of how much he had used it. Pulling it out of the drawer he carefully opened it, exposing five small gleaming wrappers, five promise of fun, but with protection. Just to make sure he checked the expiration date, although hard to read he could make it out after a few attempts. Reassured on the state of his condoms he left the small, opened box on his nightstand so they were in easy reach if needed before heading out.

Then as he was about to enter the bathroom he froze, stopping dead in his tracks, eyes bulging wide in shock, struck by the realization that he had forgotten something. He rushed back into the kitchen and opened the fridge only to find it almost empty, containing a few bottles, some eggs, cheese, ham, nothing fit for a good meal. “Crap… should have gone to the supermarket.” he sighed in annoyance, having not checked his fridge beforehand. Walking back to the living room he grabbed his phone, sending a short message to his friend. “Hey again, wanna eat something at my place?” “Nah thanks.” he quickly replied, as if he had been waiting for his message. The quick response was still a relief however, as it meant he wouldn’t have to go run around the city for the supplies he needed. Relieved he headed back to the bathroom, only to be stopped by the high-pitched ringtone of his phone. Intrigued he read the new message, “Knowing your cooking skills I'd rather bring something.” “I hate you…” he retorted, rolling his eyes in disbelief, his friend not letting go of that old story, of that one time where he had completely screwed up their meal. “I know.” came his reply, accompanied by a mocking smiley face taunting him. “I'll make sure I have some drinks left then.” “You'd better do that!” Alexander smiled, knowing perfectly that at least ten bottles of beer were awaiting to be opened in his fridge, more than enough for the night.

With this issue taken care of he went inside the bathroom with less of a load on his mind, leaving the door wide open, living alone in that tiny flat allowed him to walk around naked whenever he wanted which he tended to do very often. Slowly he undressed while looking at himself in the mirror, delighted to get out of those sweat-soaked rags, tossing them in a small bag of stinky clothes to be washed in the common washing machines of the building, leaving him naked, chilling in the cool air of his apartment, Now that he was rid of his clothes he entered the shower, a simple square of plastic with blurring glass. Closing the transparent door behind him to not make a mess he turned on the hot water, steam quickly invading the narrow space, scalding hot water streaming from the large showerhead on his exposed body, his hairs soaking with the clear liquid, falling limply along his face. Shuddering in delight he stayed like this for long minutes, letting the heat wash all the stresses and worries of the day away, relaxing his stiff muscles, putting him in a state of peace and satisfaction. After some time, he turned off the water jets, snagging the soap bottle that precariously stood on a small slippery ledge and squeezed it, the thick substance pouring out on his hand with a disgusting noise. “I'll need to buy some more.” he thought as he vigorously rubbed his body with the sweet-smelling substance, enjoying himself as the odor seeped in his skin while a white foam covered his body. He stayed ten long minutes under the hot jets of water, caressing his frame, cleaning every inch of himself until the water started cooling.

With a deep sigh of disappointment, he shut the waterflow down, letting the showerhead hanging by its hose along the wall, the last droplets of water falling down on the floor, carrying the soap away into the drain. As he slid the door open a blast of fresh air billowed over his chilling form, all his body hair standing up under the sudden cold rush. He quickly wrapped himself in a towel, shivering, teeth chattering, already regretting the warmth of his shower, quickly rubbing his skin with the soft fabric, wiping away the water that kept dripping along his face.

Once dried up he let go of the towel, the waterlogged fabric falling heavily on the damp tiles, leaving him completely and utterly naked, exposed before the mirror. Now that he was fresh and clean, he took the time to look at his reflection, quite proud of the image the mirror was sending him. He was a bit over six feet tall, pretty slim even with the amount of junk food he ate, no traces of fat or muscles visible beneath his pale white skin. His hands were just as slender as the rest, slim and very agile, often getting some comment such as having women’s hands, but he didn’t care, finding them perfect for what he liked to do best.

Slowly his gaze went down, trailing along his belly until it reached his nether regions, what he saw making a broad smile curl his lips. Thick black hairs covered his crotch, although he tried to keep them shaved as often as possible they always seemed to grow back, giving that very part of him a bushy look. A hand casually reached down, caressing his groin, swiftly cupping his sack, rolling the two hefty balls nestled in the taut pouch, feeling how heavy, how full they were, a painful reminder that it had been so long since the last time he had fun with someone else. Just above his two spheres stood his flaccid member dangling between his legs standing at a respectable size even in it’s state, just waiting to be stirred to life by a skillful touch. His hand let go of his sack, tracing along his waist, eliciting light shivers from him in the process, until it caressed his butt while his other hand joined in, picking up his limp member, holding it in his palm, feeling it pulse lightly, already hardening in his grasp. With a smile he lightly slapped his rear, testing the firmness, finding his cheeks just as round and plum as before, eliciting a slight huff from him, the discomfort from the blow mixing with the excitement coursing through him.

His amused smile grew wider in satisfaction, knowing he was ready for whatever happened tonight, shuddering in anticipation as he imagined what could happen, his mind going wild with lust-addled thoughts. One single, simple question was on his mind, replacing all other thoughts, obsessing him, clawing at him from the inside, what did that mystery box contain? Toys? Aphrodisiacs? Some of the stuff that would make them go at it like animals for the whole night. Or maybe some temporary transformation stuff? “Oh yes please make that there are transformation gears…” he moaned, his hand stroking his hardening cock, pictures of him and his friend with transformed parts popping in his head, feeding his growing lust. He imagined himself with fur, or perhaps scales, a big tail and matching paws, maybe some enhanced strength so he could dominate his friend. He wasn’t against being on the bottom as well, in fact he dreamed of it, visualizing his friend pummeling his transformed rear with his big cock, wreaking havoc in his guts. But above all what he truly desired was a big juicy ridged or barbed cock hopefully fitted with a large knot to fuck his friend’s brains out and keep them tied up to him afterward while his equally large balls would dump al their fresh seed inside him.

A delightful shiver ran down his spine, lust blooming in his veins, his pace speeding up on his hard length as he masturbated in front of the mirror, naked in his bathroom, moaning loudly, his free hand teasing his tightly clenched hole, eliciting jolts of pleasure from both ends at the same time. Picturing lust-addled scenes of him and his friend breeding, their transformed selves interlocked while they spilled torrents of thick seed in each other's mouth and hole made him hornier than ever, the impatience, the eagerness, the urge to at last satisfy his wildest fantasy filling him with raw, carnal lust, fueling a ravenous fire that burned bright inside him. His hand went faster and faster over his sensitive shaft, stimulating his needy penis, coaxing pre and surges of pleasure alike with each stroke, his legs wobbling below him as a finger slipped inside his hole, adding to the delight flooding his being, sending him in a lustful frenzy, pleasuring himself from both ends at once.

After barely five minutes of this quick, intense ministration he already felt close to the edge, his hole clenching down hard on his finger, his cock throbbing wildly, pressure welling up in his balls, ready to burst at any moment. His other hand left his rear, leaving his hole desperately gaping on emptiness, fumbling around in search of something to steady himself, finding a nearby shelf to latch on as he panted raggedly, bucking in his slickened palm, groaning loudly in need, his cock pulsing with desire, his load on the brink of spilling. Bliss shot in his clouded mind, urging him to stroke faster, thrust harder, deeper, pre oozing from his tip, his cock jumping io his grasp as he edged closer, so close the pressure became painful to bear. A delightful storm of pure, untamed pleasure rumbled in his head, gaining in strength with each stroke of his hand, until it finally broke out in a thunderous explosion of orgasmic delight. He moaned out loud, his body quaking under a powerful surge of pleasure, thick strings of cum spurting from his throbbing cock, splashing on the furniture before him, white streaks coating his hand, slipping between his fingers, dripping on the carpet below.

He staggered back, surprised by the intensity of his climax, panting heavily, shaking from head to toe, basking in the soothing warmth of the afterglow. His orgasm slowly faded away, leaving him panting, relieved, his limp penis shrinking in his hand, leaking it’s last drop of cum on the carpet below. Glancing down he discovered how much of a mess he had made, long strands and small puddles of white seed covering the carpet before him, some painting the nearest piece of furniture. Smiling amusingly, quite proud of himself he quickly cleaned up, shaved, tamed the mess that were his hairs, sprayed a bit of a fancy perfume on himself and went back to his bedroom.

On his bed, right next to his fresh change of clothes, his phone’s screen was on, announcing the arrival of a new message. Without even checking it he knew from who it was, the mere thought of it putting a broad smile on his face. Grabbing the small device, he clicked the latest notification and read, “Got us something sweet on the way.” Had written his friend, the message accompanied by a picture of a tall bottle filled with an amber liquid. “Nice!” he exclaimed, both in text and out loud. “I knew you would like it; I'll be there in ten minutes.” Ten minutes, that was quite enough time, more than he needed to finish preparing. With this information in mind he headed out of the room, snatched a remote controller left in evidence on a nearby furniture and pressed the ON/OFF button. Almost instantly the monotone, detached, uninviting voice of an announcer reciting its speech for the thousandth time of the day filled the room, “And now it is time for the 8 P.M news bulletin with Markus, good evening.”

“Good evening to you Bob and to all our listeners,” politely replied the speaker in a calm, collected, warm though somewhat distant voice, “Today’s headlines, the investigation team in charge of last month’s train accident has published their preliminary report; according to their enquiry the deadly derailment could have been caused by a malfunctioning railway switch aggravated by poor track maintenance. As a reminder this tragic accident had killed twenty passengers as well as two occupants of a nearby house, leaving dozens of injured and chaos in it’s wake when the high-speed train had derailed after inexplicably finding itself on the wrong line.” he paused for a second discreetly clearing his throat before continuing, “Moving on the mystery box affair as it has been nicknamed by many of our colleagues, is causing increasing concern as another of these boxes has been discovered this morning in Stockholm Sweden by the local police after a what appears to be a missing person call by a neighbor. The owner of both the mystery box and the house raided by police has, as of yet not been found and has been reported missing f…”

“Nope no depressing information tonight. I want something more appropriate.” he chuckled, switching to his own playlist, already bummed by the flow of bad news. After a few minutes of browsing his choice fell on a rhythmed jazzy music. “Perfect.” he let out in satisfaction, snapping his finger in time with the music.


-----------------------Approximately ten minutes later----------------------------------


Alexander was sprawled on the couch, playing an online game on his phone, his traits twisted on a grimace of annoyance and frustration as he was losing when the bell rang, echoing through the silent room, dragging him back to reality. “Sorry pal… it's game over.” he sniggered, leaving the game. He imagined, on the other side, miles away, maybe on the other side of the planet, his adversary already grinning triumphantly, so close to victory only for the game to abruptly stop on the frustrating message indicating his opponent had left the game. He could almost see the face decompose in a mix of frustration and confusion as his sweet victory slipped away right under his nose, leaving them emptyhanded.

The knocking on his door resumed, harder, faster, showing the impatience of the one waiting behind the reinforced panel. He removed all the locks and securities and opened, knowing exactly who was waiting on the other side. Behind stood a young man the same age as him, around the same height though maybe a tiny bit smaller however more muscular than him, his muscles rolling and bulging under his tight-fitting shirt. He was wearing a simple pair of black jeans, a white shirt with no markings or logo whatsoever, and old, used shoes, but even with these average clothes that didn’t put him at an advantage there was something pretty, attractive about him, a natural beauty that defied everything. His face had a lot to do with that charming, magnetic impression; he had thin chiseled traits, a soft-looking face, a pale white skin, piercing blue eyes, thin sensual lips, and long jet-black hairs cascading on his shoulders. Usually, he wore a short beard but it appeared he had recently trimmed it which Alexander honestly preferred. He also had a piercing on his left ear, a small silvery ring that wouldn’t be noticed unless one was to meticulously search for it.

“Hey dude it's been a while!" he shouted, dropping everything he was carrying to pull Alexander in a warm friendly hug. “You bet your ass it has been! I haven't seen you in ages Dave." he exclaimed in return, holding his friend as close as he could, joy submerging him, accompanied by a tide of warmth. “You mean since we actually saw each other?” enquired Dave. “Text message don't count.” chuckled Alexander, patting his friend's back. “And what do you do of all these conversations together, of all these sleepless nights laughing and raging with you?” “Talking to a screen is not really what I call being with a friend. Beside I'm often the only one to switch my cam on.” retorted Alexander in a joking, friendly tone. “Yeah, yeah I know I need to get mine fixed.” grunted Dave. “Anyway, it's good to have you around.” “You too Alex.”

They hugged in the hallway for a long minute, oblivious to the outside world, simply happy to be together once again, wondering why they had waited so long to organize something. A neighbor could have passed by them or opened his door to take a peek outside they wouldn't have noticed and wouldn’t have cared the slightest anyway. “So… do you plan on keeping me all night in that corridor?" asked Dave, separating them with a gentle push. Alexander was a bit disappointed but didn't let it transpire, smiling warmly before stepping aside, “Where are my manners? Of course, enter, my humble home is yours.”

They entered together, Alexander closing and locking the door behind them, his eyes wandering over his friends back, instantly falling on the bag Dave was carrying; a simple brown paper bag wearing the logo of a good restaurant he knew. “Oh, I see you brought us some food.” He commented, not hiding his disappointment. “You bet I did! I don't want to end up sick because of your awful cooking.” Retorted Dave, tossing him a meaningful glare. “Man, I said countless time I was sorry for that.” He sighed. “I know you did but I’m still taking my precautions. Beside how can you fail something as easy as eggs?” grumbled Dave with a suspicious expression, frowning at him. “I think they were… a bit… rotten” "Err… gross!” “Anyway, this time you won't have to complain.” Let out Alexander, waving at the bag, “So what tasty meal did you bring?” “I made simple.” “Which mean?” interrogated Alexander, tilting his head to the side slightly, trying to see what was concealed in the bag that his friend was depositing on the countertop. “Pizzas!” cheerfully exclaimed Dave, pulling out two square boxes. “Wonderful… and me who wanted to lose a bit of weight.” sighed Alexander ironically.

Dave burst into laughter at his friend’s words, almost dropping the two boxes, “Dude are you kidding me?! You must be the guy that eats the most junk food I know of and you don't take a single gram!” “That's true.” Proudly chuckled Alexander, “Lucky guy!” he snorted in response, “I'll have to go to the gym to burn all that junk we're gonna eat?” “Then why did you choose something like this?” “I didn’t have much time to think of anything else. If you hadn't warned me of your latest purchase, I would be sitting on my couch booking a hotel for my next trip.” “Where are you going this time?” “France.” “Oh Monsieur I hope you've practiced your French.” giggled Alexander. “Ahah really funny. You know I'm a dick at foreign languages.” “Yeah I know… I'm just teasing you.” sniggered Alexander deviously. “You'd better stop if you don't want to eat your meal with its package." warned Dave, using the pizza box like a weapon. “Start by eating a French dictionary and then we shall see.” “Whatever…” he sighed, shaking his head tiredly.

Dave threw a quick circular glance around the room, scanning his surroundings, searching for the famous reason of his presence, easily spotting the large box standing proudly in the middle of the low table, basked in the last orangish rays of the setting sun filtering through the window. “Is that the thing?” he enquired, unable to peel his eyes away from the large cardboard box. “Yep.” sodded Alexander, sensing his friend’s impatience. “Quite a bit bigger than I thought.” he whistled admiratively. “Yes, the ad said there was enough for a lifetime fun inside.” “Have you opened it yet?” “Nope, I kept my promise, no one has ever touched what’s inside until now.” “You have any idea of what’s inside?” questioned Dave, eyes shining with a burning curiosity. “Not at all, I have a few ideas but nothing certain.” sighed Alexander, looking at the sealed package, “It was sold a surprise bundle, so I have no clue.”

Dave nodded thoughtfully, pensively rubbing his chin, slowly, cautiously venturing into the living room, stepping closer to the box, his gaze glued to it, analyzing every detail. “Damn! Granver Labs!” he yelped in shock, staggering back in disbelief upon noticing the large, unmistakable logo covering an entire side of the box, “Where did you got that? Normally just one of their cheapest products costs at least a month of salary so an entire box like this… man it must be more expensive than my boss's house.” “You mean his estate in the mountain?” “Yes, that one…” grunted Dave approvingly. “What can I say I have an eye for that kind of things.” cockily let out Alexander. “And to get yourself in the stickiest situations.” snorted Dave in response. “Oh, yes? Give me an example then I’m all ears.” grumbled Alexander, arms crossed over his chest.

Dave grinned deviously, eyes sparkling with malice, “I can give you plenty; like that time in the bar…” “Dude how could I know he was the mayor’s son?” rumbled Alexander, eyes rolling back tiredly, recalling those very unpleasant times. “His face was on the first page of all fucking newspaper!” retorted Dave, undeterred by his friend’s protests. “You know I never read these piles of crap…” “Maybe but it wasn't really smart to flirt with him.” Chuckled Dave, rubbing salt into the wound. “Hey it wasn’t my fault that he was such a handsome, attractive guy, so adorable, so shy…” recalled Alexander, the face of the young man, shuddering in a mix of pleasure and shame. “I'll give you that he was cute, and he had one nice ass too.” admitted Dave.  “You see you enjoyed it too.” “Can’t deny I did.” reluctantly grunted Dave, “But getting him drunk to later fuck him was far from clever.” “I’ll admit this wasn’t the greatest plan I ever had.” muttered Alexander shamefully, knowing where it all led him in the end, “Still how could I have predicted the guy would go cry to his father afterward?”

Dave vigorously nodded in approval, a mocking smile plastered across his face, remembering everything that happened that fateful night. “Well if you had paid more attention you’d have known the guy was a spoiled brat and a crybaby.” he commented, “But still I wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world, that face you were making on that photo was priceless!” he shouted, bursting into laughter, “The first time I see you in the headlines and it's for being accused of abusing the mayor’s boy. I almost fell down my chair when I saw that!” “I didn't rape him…” sighed Alexander tiredly, fully aware of all the damage this story had caused, “the guy was more than willing to get into my pants, he just needed the extra push.” “I know but that's what the kind of rumors the journalists kept spreading around, that and that silly rumor that the two of you were having an affair. You're lucky it didn't go further than a few days in jail with all the shit they kept smearing on you.” “Yeah, I guess I was lucky… although that shitstorm keeps following me even today. It was six years ago, and I still don't get why all the charges were dropped all of a sudden. I mean his father has his lawyers ready to pummel me into the ground and all of a sudden, they back off without any explanation.” “That’s no surprise really, with all the troubles both the maire and his son were getting caught up into I think you slipped through the cracks.” “That’s the best part about this whole mess.” approved Alexander. “And maybe the guy enjoyed it more than he dared to admit… if you see what I mean.” added Dave, winking knowingly at him. Alexander grinned, shuddering in bliss as he recalled the events of this night, how loud they both moaned, how long they went at it, how hard they came, how much they loved it.

“Anyway… back to that box, do you have any idea of what they can have put inside?” enquired Dave, bringing the focus of the conversation back to the current matter. “Dude, I told you it's a surprise bundle, you buy the box and whatever is inside, I just know it’s stuff from Granver Labs. That’s the selling point of this whole thing, the mystery; the description was very vague, heck there wasn’t even a photo of what could be inside.” “So it really is a surprise present you don’t know you’re gonna get.” muttered Dave thoughtfully, not leaving the intriguing box for a single second, “What do you think will be inside?” he asked hopefully. “I don't have a single clue, your guess is as good as mine.” responded Alexander, shrugging in ignorance. “I don’t know either…” he mumbled, letting a hand roam along the tape keeping the box sealed, “I'd bet on toys… lots of them.” “Nah too obvious that’s almost guaranteed there will be some inside. Personally, I’m betting… rather I’m hoping they have put some of that so called aphrodisiac substance that supposedly drives anyone who smells it wild with lust.”

“I’m not really turned me on by that.” grimaced Dave, looking disgusted. “Oh, why that?” enquired Alexander, disappointed, but above all, surprised. “I stumbled upon a guy who was trying out that stuff in the metro last month.” “Oh you lucky bastard, did it work?” “Not really,” sniggered Dave, “He got kicked out of the train and arrested by police because he was harassing people. Moreover, the shit he was using reeked like he had lived in a dumpster for the past year or so.” “Hehe, that's what you get when you buy low-cost stuff.” “Not our case!” cheerfully exclaimed Dave, resting a hand on the large box.

“More seriously though I hope they’ve included some of that neat transformation stuff.” burst Alexander, unable to keep his thoughts for himself any longer. “You mean the permanent type? I don't know man… I don’t feel quite ready to… leave my body behind. I don’t mean I wouldn’t be down to be turned in a big buff animal though… not forever… not for now at least.” "No, of course not!” shouted Alexander, a shiver of unexpected dread running down his spine, “I meant some of the temporary transformation stuff, I don’t wanna get stuck looking like an animal for the rest of my life, well… not now at least.” “Oh yeah… my bad, I forgot those existed.” mumbled Dave, nervously scratching the back of his head, “But yeah I’d be down for some then.” “Great! Besides temporary transformations are much funnier.” “Agreed.” nodded Dave, “I wonder, what would you change first if you had the chance?” “I don't know… perhaps my dick.” “Pervert.” chuckled Dave, playfully shoving his friend back, the two of them frankly laughing, sharing knowing smiles and glances, their minds already gone wild, imagining what they would look like once transformed.

“Anyway, enough talk let's unveil the big surprise.” he said, grinning happily, pulling a small knife out of his pocket. “Wow wow wait a second main; let’s not spoil all the fun now; let's settle down, eat our meal and then get back to that box.” “Fine; I'll just leave this here.” he sighed, dropping his knife on the box after retracting the blade. “Let's cook that pizza shall we.” suggested Alexander, already dashing in his kitchen, turning on the hoven “Wanna drink something?” “Actually I was wondering if you still had some of that whiskey.” “Yep I haven't emptied it yet; I'll get you a glass.”


-----------------------------A good meal and a few drinks later-------------------------


“So… ready to open it?” asked Dave as he engulfed the last portion of pizza. “Impatient aren't we?” chuckled Alexander, finishing his own. “You bet! I can barely hold back!” he shouted, caressing the rough surface of the box standing before them on the table, right next to their empty pizza boxes. “I admit it's kinda enticing.” let out Alexander, doing his best to not look at the package for too long. “Let's find out then.” replied Dave, rushing for his knife. “Jeez calm down man we have the whole night ahead of us.” “We're not gonna wait a fucking century to open that box, are we?” “No… but… we can… enjoy the moment a bit before.”

One hour had gone by since Dave had arrived; they were now siting, or rather sprawled on the couch finishing their meal, greasy pizza boxes, dirty tissues, glasses and a few empty beer bottles already scattered around the table. In the background the TV was blabbering another plethora of annoying, pesky advertisements but they weren’t even paying attention to what was said anyway. Instead, their attention was entirely focused on the box left in plain view in the middle of the mess covering the table, standing out like a sore thumb. Night had risen, a crescent moon high in the inky black skies, sometime vanishing behind thick clouds, plunging the room in almost complete obscurity, leaving only the shifting colorful light emanating from the screen to illuminate their surroundings.

“What do you mean by enjoying the moment?” "Something like this…” chuckled Alexander, winking meaningfully as he grabbed a remote controller, switching the sound of the TV off while leaving it on before grabbing another remote, turning on his radio on a specially prepared music playlist. After a few seconds of silence, a slow, warm, languorous, inviting melody filled the room coming out of many speakers dispersed around them; the air seemingly getting hotter around them. “Oh… I see… that's what I call turning up the heat.” chuckled Dave with a broad, knowing smile, approving of his friend’s idea, shuddering in anticipation even though the heat was quickly rising around them. Alexander tossed him an amused smirk in response, proud of himself, depositing a soft kiss on his friend’s cheek.

They got up, standing face to face observing each other silently, their hands already in position, just waiting for the go ahead. With a silent nod the two agreed, understanding without the need for spoken word, grabbing the edges of their shirt and slowly pulling them up, exposing inch after inch of their skin in time with the slow beat of the music. First, their shirts slid over their heads before being, tossed in a colored ball vanishing in the shadows of the dark room, leaving their upper body fully exposed. Soon after belts were unbuckled, freeing their pants which quickly fell flat on the floor around their ankles before being thrown away like the rest. They stood there for a moment staring, marveling at each other’s alluring body, mesmerized as they both began to tease the other in their own way, waving their hips, caressing their sensitive skin, taking an appealing pose. But they weren’t done, not quite and they knew it. So, in perfect union they turned around, showing their back to each other, only wearing their socks and underwear at this point, itching to get them off, their skin exposed, shivering under the soft, imperceptible caress of the cool air of the room.

Alexander threw a quick look over his shoulder as a finger slipped under the elastic band of his boxers, slightly tugging them down, sensing the tension in the front part of the stretchy material. His eyes were met with the sight of his friend's muscular back, the man slightly bent forward, getting rid of his pants and socks with a sigh of relief, tossing them away in the darkness, exposing his firm butt, freed from the tight embrace of his underwear. Alexander hesitated, feasting his eyes on his friend's private parts, his brain going wild, imaging the hottest, most exciting things to do with that hot rear. He had already seen what Dave had down there but every time he couldn't stop from fantasizing, his naughty mind crafting arousing pictures of his friend as he would pull his underwear down, unveiling a package that would turn him on more each time. Some of these heated fantasies went quite far, drawing his friend with private parts that would defy logic, with oversized balls and cock, or with a member that would have been more at its place on an animal; with a large bulbous knot or thick equine shaft that would surely spread his ass wide.

An excited shiver ran down his spine, his arousal growing more obvious, his quickly hardening penis pushing against the front of his underwear, forming a noticeable tent in the fabric, beads of pre already oozing out, reminding him that he had forgotten to take them off. His hands let go, the elastic band slapping his waist softly, his finger going down, tracing small circles around his member’s tip, triggering light blissful shudders. As he teased his hard, sensitive cock his mind trailed to the box sitting on the table, promising a fulfilling, memorable night of fun. With a now fully hard cock jutting from between his legs he turned around and sneakily came closer, his erection bobbing up and down with every step he took, grinding against the already tented fabric.

Dave on his side, now fully naked, appeared pretty busy, looking for something in one of his jacket's pocket; unaware of his friend's sneaky approach. Thin arms wrapped around his flanks, slim hands resting on his chest as a warm, familiar body pressed against his from behind. The feeling of smooth, soft skin brushing against his own, moist breath billowing over his neck, sent a delightful shiver down his spine. “Looking for something cutie?” murmured his friend in his ear, his skillful hands trailing up, caressing his well-defined pecs, triggering light, delightful shivers. Alexander pressed harder against him, their skin rubbing sensually, matching perfectly as if they were meant for one another, except for the fabric of Alexander’s boxers grinding against his rear. A pinkish blush warmed his cheeks from the unexpected affection, a devious smirk curling his lips when he felt something hard teasingly prodding at his butt cheeks, sliding seamlessly between them. Amused he sensually gyrated his hips, pushing back against his friend’s bulging boxers, pressing the hard shaft harder against his plump rear, slipping in the narrow gap between them, eliciting low coos from him as the hard, wet tip brushed against his entrance.

Meanwhile his friend's agile fingers kept trailing down his body, following the curves of his bulging muscles, fondling his abs on their way down, causing him to uncontrollably shiver, tense and flex in response to the expert massage. Behind him Alexander was deviously grinning, following Dave's shivering form on his slow, sensual descent, his hands now wandering over his belly, taking all their time to venture lower relaxing the tension in his muscles, helping him get in a more appropriate mood all the while listening to his friend's low, elated moans. He hadn't touched, nor ventured anywhere close to his groin, yet he already seemed eager, succumbing to the sheer bliss that coursed in his veins, groaning to Alexander’s soft, skillful touch.

After all it wasn't their first time together; they had known each other for years, since they were children to be more precise. They had been to the same school since they were five, went to the same middle school, had been in the same class all the way to the age of sixteen where their studies forced them to part ways for several years until an incredible coincidence had them ending in the same university. While they were teens, they had shared the same room in the boarding school for several years; a time during which the relative privacy of their tiny room became the site of many experiments conducted by the two curious boys. After being together for so long they had already seen each other naked on multiple occasion, finding no shame in it. However, as years went by, as their adolescent body grew, as they saw their dick grow bigger, more sensitive for the first time, as they went through their first embarrassing wet dreams, they had become intrigued curious, eager to try out all these new things together. It had started slowly and alone at first, exploring, experimenting with that brand new thing growing between their legs, discovering the pleasure it gave them to touch it, to stroke it; finding out about the mind-blowing pleasure given by an orgasm as their young semen would burst out from their throbbing member. From there they had dared to take it a step further, stroking the other until they came, tasted the other's seed, used their tongue and mouth to pleasure the other; astounded by how much they enjoyed it.

It went on for a while until their eagerness and desire had reached a peak, until they realized they were just more than curious and willing to experiment, understanding they wanted it, craved for it, lusted for one another. And so, for the first of many times during their last year of boarding together they had done it together, discovering the fulfilling bliss of sex, the sensation of penetration, the way the thick cock stretched their tight insides, wreaking havoc in their guts, the heat of cum flowing in their used passage, loving every second of it. They had both been on the giving and receiving end, finding either position delightful. Although their first attempt had been rather loud, unsure and messy it had been a blast, nonetheless, encouraging them to do it again, to continue exploring, to keep on doing it together.

After all these experiments, after all that time together Alexander knew Dave's body Like he had made it, familiar with the exact location of every sensitive spot of his friend’s anatomy, to a point where he could bring him to climax without even once touching his cock, as did Dave, a knowledge they shared after countless times in the same bed. But tonight, the goal wasn't to tease Dave; to keep him on the edge for hours; to have him painfully hard and needy to make the release even sweeter. No, tonight the goal was to prepare his friend, to get him more into the mood; to turn up the heat in anticipation for the main event of the night.

“Horny aren't we?” he purred, hearing Dave groan loudly, his legs giving way under him, opening for a sneaky hand traveling down his haunches, hips and thighs before coming back up and grasping his hanging ballsack, cupping the two hefty nuts in a warm embrace. “Don't you dare make fun of me…” he hissed, a hand reaching back and diving down between his friend's legs, finding with ease the tent in his strained underwear, teasing the tip of the hard shaft with a finger, the fabric there slightly damp from the precum already oozing out. The surprise was so great that Alexander didn’t try to pull away to keep his sensitive maleness from the skilled touch of his friend, remaining perfectly still, letting out half surprised, half excited huff through his gritted teeth. “You're in no position to do this.” chuckled, Dave, his hand sliding down Alexander's erect penis, making his friend tense and moan in turn, his own legs shaking from the jolt of pleasure bursting from his throbbing member, his grasp on Dave's balls tightening as he massaged the two orbs.

Alexander shuddered under the unexpected attention, Dave proving to be as talented as ever with his strong hand, stroking his erection up and down at a tantalizingly slow pace, only stopping to tease his tip with a finger, smearing his own oozing mess all over the wet fabric, soaking it in deep with his pre. Alexander wasn't to be outdone either, playing with Dave's hanging sack, feeling his plump spheres roll and pulse in his grasp, gently pulling them down, massaging them while Dave's own member started growing, the meaty pole engorging with each throb, soon standing at full mast in the open, aching to be played with. He watched hungrily as his friend grew erect before his feisty eyes, imagining what he could and would do with it, what he would do to make his very close friend cum everything he had in those heavy balls of his.

It had been so long since he had last seen that beauty, that masterpiece of a cock reaching over six and a half inches in length, almost seven inches of thick cock carrying a potent virile scent that would drive all, male and female alike, mad with desire, or at least it did on him. It truly was a sight to behold, that large pillar of throbbing flesh, promising to reach far and deep once inside someone, guaranteeing, in his case, an amazing, unforgettable time. Alexander trembled in awe and desire, his own member aching for relief as Dave kept stroking his shaft, pre steadily dripping from his tip, widening the wet patch staining the fabric, the sight of Dave’s hard cock only making his predicament worse. In comparison his dick was far smaller, peaking shyly at a still respectable five and a half inches, however it made up for the average size by being a bit thicker than Dave’s own. But he knew size didn’t matter as much as some would say, and despite his ‘small’ member he knew very well how to use it, managing to bring his partner to new heights of pleasure all the time, spreading them wider than a normal cock which seemed to make them all moan in bliss.

They shuddered, Alexander’s hand leaving his friend's balls, stopping his groping, his finger swiftly traveling up, following the outlines of Dave's erect member, probing the sensitive length with furtive touches that made Dave moan and his cock jump. “It’s been so long since I've seen that beauty…” he purred in Dave's ear, fondling the hard shaft idly. “Wait until I shove it up your ass.” snorted Dave, lightly squeezing Alexander's dick, drawing a loud needy moan from his friend's panting mouth. In retaliation Alexander firmly grasped Dave's huge penis, rapidly pumping his hand up and down the shaft, eliciting surprised gasps from Dave, gasps that soon turned into lustful groans as pre began collecting on the tip. “I'll give you that it's… quite big…” admitted Alexander, knowing he would trigger his friend with his next words, “but I've seen bigger than that tiny dick.” “You bastard! I’m gonna make you regret those when I pound your ass to shreds.” he huffed, gritting his teeth as another surge of pleasure hit him, making him bow down and thrust helplessly in that soft hand, “f-fuck!” he yelled, his arousal quickly building up, pressure mounting in his loins, “Dude… if they are toys in that box I swear I will impale you on every last one of them.” “I would love to see you try. Beside… who said you'd need toys to do that?” “What do you mean?” “Oh… nothing my dear horny friend.” Sniggered Alexander with a devious glimmer in his eyes. “Come on stop teasing me or I'm gonna slap that butt of yours.” threatened Dave, fighting back the growing urge to cum his friend had awoken. “You know I wouldn't mind that the slightest.” “You're such a tease…” he grunted, gritting his teeth, muffing another moan.

Alexander's soft and skilled hands worked with renewed vigor on his shaft, worshiping his throbbing pole, his fingers slowly, sensually going over the turgid length while his other hand groped his sack, fondling and cradling his cum-filled nuts. “Admit it, it's turning you on.” teasingly murmured Alexander. “You bet it is!” cried Dave, shuddering as another surge of delight rushed through him, a spurt of pre bursting from his tip, raining somewhere on the floor below, “I never imagined I could ever see something like this, nor be able to use it.” “You can thank your lucky friend there.” chuckled Alexander, tenderly kissing Dave's neck. "You lucky… hmpf…” he moaned, cut short as Alexander squeezed his testicles, “Frankly I can’t stop wondering what’s inside…” he winced like an impatient kid waiting to open his Christmas presents, his eyes darting toward the box standing right next to them. “I can't wait to open it.” “I can hardly either… but it's not quite the right time yet.” replied Alexander, enthralled by his friend’s needy whimpers, loving every moment of it. “How long…” he winced in protest, carried away on a tide of bliss. “Not before I’m finished with you…” teasingly replied Alexander, dragging his fingers along Dave’s stiff maleness. “I hate you when you're teasing me like this.” “Say all you want I know you’re loving this.” he sniggered, stroking faster, massaging the sensitive length, more pre drizzling out, covering both his hand and his friend’s cock in a slick lubricant.

His own, mostly untouched member prodded and poked at Dave's crack, the damp spot of his underwear pressing against that tight puckered hole, spreading warmth and wetness over the tight muscular ring. “I'll make you pay for that…” half grunted half moaned Dave, suckling in a breath, feeling himself close to the edge. “Oh really… how?” cooed Alexander, playing with his friend's two hefty balls. “I'll hump your ass so hard you'll never be able to walk straight again!” roared Dave, returning the favor in kind, finding Alexander’s member again, rapidly rubbing the hard shaft through the smooth, strained fabric of his underwear, making his friend moan and thrust against the tight grip of his hand, his tip poking at Dave's entrance. “Don't be so quick, we don't want to ruin the fun do we?” huffed Alexander, fighting the urge to cum with all his might. “That's what you get for teasing me!” giggled Dave, proud to make his friend as horny and pent-up as he was.

Both of them were tipping over the edge, moaning while their hands worked on the other's throbbing length, fresh cum welling up in their balls, their moans and groans mixing together, intertwining in the silent room, the two men basked in the mind-blowing pleasure brought by each other’s hand. Alexander gritted his teeth, resisting with all his remaining strength, feeling his resolve faltering with each caress to his penis. In a last second effort he let go of Dave's twitching member, panting rapidly, his own still being massaged and jerked by a strong hand, pushing him toward his own climax. With how quickly the pressure built up inside him he knew he wouldn’t last long and, summoning all his strength, pushed Dave forward. Usually he was no match for his much stronger playmate but in his lust addled state Dave gave close to no resistance, staggering forward with a surprised gasp, tripping over his own clothes and falling face first in the couch, thankfully letting go of Alexander's penis, leaving him shivering and panting, his cock pulsing harder in protest, demanding relief.

“What was that for?” grumbled Dave, his head buried in a thick cushion. “Sorry, I didn’t want to spoil the fun too quickly.” snickered Alexander, his hands diving down to his utterly drenched and strained underwear, touching his hard member, thick veins bulging on its surface, the fleshy pole rhythmically throbbing, squirting pre on the soaked fabric, seeping through and trickling down. Excitedly he pulled his boxers down, almost tearing them apart in the process, kicking them away into the dark room, his cock springing free from his prison, slapping against his belly, throbbing wildly in the open air, dripping pre like a broken faucet, ready for action. Now fully naked he walked toward the couch, his attention fully focused on his target, leaning over Dave who was still grumbling and swearing, head firmly kissing the comfy cushion, leaving his rear wide open and exposed for him to enjoy. Smirking deviously, he grabbed his hard cock and rubbed it against Dave's firm, rounded butt cheeks, smearing warm, slick pre everywhere, leaving wet trails behind. "

“Hey you jerk stop making a mess back there!” shouted Dave, throwing a pillow toward Alexander, the soft square cushion bouncing harmlessly against his chest, only triggering a loud chuckle from his friend. "Don't be mad I know you like getting wet and messy down them…” he purred, groping Dave's firm cheeks, spreading them apart ever so slightly, allowing his member to slip between them, “And I’m about to make an even bigger mess of you.” “Hopefully…” Dave whispered, his eyes wandering toward the black squared form illuminated by the flickering TV light, casting a large, deformed shadow on the floor. “Don't worry I'm sure they included some of their transforming stuff in it.” Reassured Alexander, secretly hoping for it as well, hoping this whole thing hadn’t been for nothing. “I hope so…” “Cher up man, I bet they’ve got stuff that would give you one hell of a booty, too thick you’d tear apart those tight clothes you love so much.” Teased Alexander, slowly rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his cock between Dave’s cheeks. “As long as I can fuck that tight ass of yours all night I don't mind.” Retorted Dave, casting his friend a devious smile. “Don't get too cocky, I never said I'd let you have all the fun. I want a piece of that ass too.” let out Alexander, accompanying his words with a gentle slap on his friend’s plump rear. “Well, if these things last as long as they say, we might both get what we want.” “Yep, and no one ever said you'd get to have the biggest dick all the time.” added Alexander. "Hehe, still frustrated, aren't you?” sniggered Dave, taunting his friend. “Nope not anymore, I’ve gone over it. Plus, I know you like what I’m packing as much as I enjoy fucking you with it.” “Touché…” huffed Dave. “Are you trying to practice your French?” “Fuck off!” “Don't worry, I know a language we both speak…” “Oh… I know where this is going.” he chuckled, chilling as Alexander's hands climbed up his back, following the outlines of his body, causing light shivers to travel up his spine.

He closed his eyes, letting the sweet warmth of his friend's palms seep under his skin as his hands worked over his back, helping him relax with slow, delicate, soothing caresses and massages while they slowly went down. The delightful affection made his muscles relax, giving in under the skillful touch of the one that knew him the most. He felt himself calm down, his heartbeats slowing down, the lust blooming in his veins slowly fading away, his throbbing penis that, a second ago ached for release, incredibly softening, the pressure that had built up in his loins subsiding. Alexander smirked, satisfied to see his friend letting himself go, giving into the soft massage he was offering him for free… well not exactly. His mind was aimed at something else, something that made his own dick twitch, that made desire flush his already clouded mind. He only had eyes for the two firm, rounded cheeks and what laid tucked away between them, itching, craving to fuck his friend’s appealing rear, missing the tightness of his hole, aching for another of their heated sessions, wanting to enjoy his time with him like they used to.

Dave was grinning, his face still buried in the couch, knowing all too well where this was going, so he gave no resistance when Alexander’s agile hands descended lower and lower, inching closer to their prize. His skin shivered in anticipation under the feather-light touch of fingertips on his exposed body, his member slapping his belly, growing back to full mast again, harder than stone, ready for the main event of the night.  Soon Alexander’s hand reached Dave’s haunches, resting there, securing him in place, the smell of his arousal reaching Alexander’s nose, making his nostrils twitch and his whole frame shiver in anticipation. Without losing a single second he bucked his hips, sliding his hard, thick cock against Dave’s rear like would if he was actually humping him, his friend huffing in surprise, taken aback by the sudden, rough push, the hard cock thrusting between his cheeks, brushing against his tight puckered entrance, making him moan and quiver in bliss, his own member throbbing with a renewed strength, squirting pre on the couch below.

However, as quickly as he had started, Alexander pulled away, leaving his friend trembling, panting, tipping over the edge once again. With a wide satisfied grin plastered on his face he grabbed Dave, mustering all his strength and successfully flipping the taller man around, although his friend helped a little. Dave found himself on his back, resting against the couch, his hard member displayed in full view, shining in the light, soaked with all the pre that had been streaming down his cock from all the teasing.

Before him Alexander stood, observing him with a lustful expression, his gaze homed on what throned between his legs, his own cock throbbing and bobbing excitedly. Dave warmly smiled, crossing his arms behind his head, throwing an inviting gaze to Alexander, teasingly wiggling his hips, his cock bouncing widely before his friend’s wanting eyes. He didn’t need to be told twice, climbing on the couch, resting on top of his friend, their skin sensually caressing as their members smoothly slid together. Usually when they were in such a position one would line up his asshole with the other's dick and impale himself on it and ride it until they were both spent. However, this time it wasn't the goal, Alexander only laying down, belly to belly with Dave, their cock grinding together, slowly rocking his hips back and forth, thrusting against his friend's hardened pole, the two moaning in union as their leaking pre mixed together trickling down their cocks, sparks of pleasure shooting through their veins.

This went on for a while, their moans answering one another, their arms wrapping around each other, pulling the other in a tight embrace, pressing their dicks together even further. Yet, right as they were about to reach their peak, as they tipped over the edge of a powerful orgasm, as their bloated cock swelled, feeling on the brink of exploding Alexander withdrew, leaving them both hanging, horny and needy. He gritted his teeth, feeling his painfully hard member throb, ready to unleash his load of virile semen. They were both raggedly panting, cringing, trying their hardest to resist the urge to touch themselves and earn that sweet relief. “I think… I think we're ready now.” painted Alexander, staring at Dave's large dripping member, resisting the temptation to suck it. “You're such a tease…” he huffed, standing up, following Alexander's example, their cock slapping their bellies as they turned their gazes to the box, “I don’t care what you say, I’m getting the first round on your ass for edging me so much.” informed Dave, Alexander vigorously nodding in response, spreading his cheeks apart for his friend to enjoy.

Cautiously Alexander crouched before the box, grabbing the large package with trembling hands, examining it cautiously, searching for an easy opening. “Let's not wait any longer.” stated Dave, knife in hand as he crouched next to his friend, their still hard dick bobbing up and down, showing how impatient and excited they were. In one swift motion he slipped the blade under one of the tough strings wrapped around the box, the white fibers breaking with ease under she sharp edge with an audible snap. Alexander trembled as; one by one the ropes were cut by the expert hand of his friend, each audible snap bringing them a bit closer to what they had both been craving for. His hands were trembling in anticipation, his fingers dancing over the cardboard made cube, his friend, just as eager as he was, working as fast as he could. Dave tossed everything aside, slicing the two green plastic bands enveloping the box where the name of the company he had purchased it from was stamped. “Why do they put all that crap on it? It's like opening a freaking vault.” swore Dave, throwing the plastic strips away. “Maybe it's to prevent someone from opening it during shipping… or to protect the goods.” suggested Alexander. “With the price people pay them that makes sense.” he mumbled under his breath, getting rid of most of the straps and strings cocooning the box, only leaving one large line of reinforced duct-tape keeping the box sealed. “Ready?” asked Dave. “Since the day I was born?” “Then let's find out what you bought us.”

The knife sank in the narrow gap between the two cardboard plates closing the box, tearing the duct-tape with an incredible ease. Each of them grabbed a part and pulled the box open, stars glinting in their eyes, making them look like two kids before their newest toys. “Seriously!” yelled Dave, throwing a large plate of whitish polystyrene away. “That's a lot of protection." commented Alexander, noticing several more plates of the same white material encasing everything in the box, making sure none of it would move during shipping. On top of that he could clearly make out a thick layer of bubble wrap enveloping whatever was beneath, making it undistinguishable. With a frustrated sigh they dug their way through all these protective layers, getting rid of the bubble wrap only to find out there were other protections awaiting them, standing in the way of their long awaited surprise. In utter annoyance and uncontained frustration, they got rid of it all, tossing blocks and plates of cardboard and polystyrene away, tearing apart the many layers of plastic and wrapping material they came across. “At this rate we'll find ourselves with only an empty box.” tiredly grunted Dave, breaking a piece of polystyrene in two before dropping it. “I hope not…” whispered Alexander, beginning to worry, wondering if he hadn’t been scammed all along.

Finally, after maybe five layers of various protection materials ranging from plastic to carboard, they discovered their prize. Their jaws dropped, their eyes illuminating with happiness as they saw, in the low flickering light what was inside that prized package. “Oh thank god finally!” exclaimed Dave in relief, dropping the piece of wrapping material he had been fighting with for the past minute or so. “I was starting to fear it was all a joke…” sighed Alexander, rejoiced, pushing the last protections aside, gaining access to what was in that mysterious package. At first however it was rather disappointing to say the least as he only found a small pamphlet like thing, followed by more, most of them appearing to be advertisement material. Dave, seeing the despair on his friend’s face joined him, rummaging through the content of the package, pulling out a handful of these brochures and other goodies, followed by some sort of a small book. “Please Alexander, don’t tell me it’s all a fucking joke.” “I don’t know man, I swear it seemed legit.” “Very legit indeed…” snorted the disappointed man.

They didn’t give up however, continuing to dig further, finding, below the thin layer of useless papers, discovering several large plastic bags. Luckily, this time it was what they had been hoping for, their anxiety that had been creeping over them suddenly vanishing, leaving them cheering in utter joy. The two friends shared a relieved glance, broad smiles growing on each of their faces, Alexander adopting an expression that said, ‘I told you so’ but it wouldn’t fool anyone. In fact, even he had started fearing for the worst, doubts and hesitation seeping in his mind, crippling him with questions and regrets regarding his reckless purchase based on a shady ad. Not wasting a single moment, the tore open the bag, spilling it’s content on the floor, exposing multiple objects enveloped in other packages. There were toys as Dave had predicted with an amazing accuracy, dildos of varying sizes and shapes, some knotted, other ridged, other so large they doubted either of them could take them fully without ending at the hospital. There were also fleshlights, vibrators, wearable toys and some, much kinkier stuff, some of which they had neve experimented with. Another bag contained harnesses and other gears for bondage or such activities, some of which made them shiver in excitement, increasingly wild and lustful thoughts crossing their minds.

They continued sifting through the many bags and other objects, discovering many wanders and enjoyable gifts. Among other things they found a hefty supply of condoms and lube of different consistence and taste which would undoubtedly prove useful later, making his earlier worry about condoms irrelevant. They also stumbled upon something that resembled folded latex suits, but they didn’t dare open this one, keeping them for later, unsure they would even fit them. There were many great things, all of them of a very high quality, definitely worth their price, however nowhere near close to what they had expected, dreamed. Moreover, as far as they had gone so far they had not spotted a single thing bearing the familiar logo of Granver Labs, making them wander if this part of the advertisement wasn’t a lie to get people to buy in that surprise package thing. Nevertheless, they continued onward, undeterred, still hopeful, discovering many other interesting thing until they reached the end of the box, or so they thought.

“Damn it!” roared Dave, not hiding is disappointment, dropping a bag full of unidentified gears and products on the floor, joining the large pile growing next to them, “Nothing, not a single damn thing…” he sighed tiredly. “I have to admit that’s a bummer.” admitted Alexander, as saddened and frustrated as his friend, “There’s still some fun stuff in there but… not what I was expecting. I’m sorry man, I should have been more thorough before I purchased that thing.” “It’s alright man, don’t beat yourself over it, I would have fallen for it as well.” sighed Dave in a comforting tone, “Beside, as you said there’s still plenty of fun time to be had with all that stuff.” he enticingly added, grabbing a large horse cock shaped dildo, rubbing it against Alexander’s face. “I guess you’re right. Still, I really hoped we’d get some of the good stuff.” “Me too Alex… me too…” sighed Dave, taking a final peek in the box.

The instant he did he froze, frowning in confusion, his traits twitching in a puzzled expression. Cautiously he pulled the box up ever so slightly, holding it in his hands for a few seconds, seeming to weigh it before putting it back in it’s place. “What’s wrong?” enquired Alexander, noticing the strange actions of his friend, puzzled by his equally awkward expression. “The box, it feels too heavy.” explained Dave, perplexed. “That’s probably just more of their packaging crap.” Grunted Alexander, waving at the pile of such materials they had already removed. “Nah I don’t think so, it’s way too heavy to just be polystyrene and bubble wrap.” he let out, suspicious, pulling the box toward him, cautiously prodding around inside it. Alexander waited, intrigued, questioning his friend’s sanity, wondering if he was imagining things, or if it was an elaborate plot to make fun of him. “Knew it!” suddenly shouted Dave, tossing a cardboard plate from the box, “There’s something else inside.” “Oh really?” exclaimed Alexander, reinvigorated, “What is it?” “I don’t know… it looks like… something metallic…” mumbled Dave, carefully pulling something out of the box.

Seconds later Dave pulled out a rectangular object from the now definitely empty cardboard box, pushing it away, putting the intriguing thing in it’s place. Alexander leaned closer to get a better look, revealing a rather large metallic box shut by a small, simple lock. Upon closer examination his eyes suddenly illuminated, his heart skipping a beat, joy flooding his system. On the metallic case was etched the logo he had hoped, dreamed, prayed to see, the very reason why he had spent so much money in the first place. “I knew it!” he roared triumphantly, his worries, fears and other doubts melted away like snow to the sun. “Don’t cry victory too soon we haven’t checked what’s inside.” reminded Dave. “Then what are you waiting for? Open it!” “I was only waiting for you to ask.” retorted his friend, resting a hand on the lock, “actually… why don’t you do it, you were the one to buy it so I’d say it falls upon you to open it.”

Alexander’s heart raced in his chest, his eyes glued to the shimmering metallic box, a trembling hand already reaching out and grabbing the lock. Dave stepped back, as if the thing was a bomb ready to go off at any moment, holding his breath, trembling in impatience, silently encouraging, no, urging his friend to unlock the intriguing box. Taking a deep breath, he unlocked the box, pulling the top part up, the box seamlessly opening with but a quiet wince of the metallic hinges. Inside the first thing they saw was a square of folded paper stamped with the lab’s logo. Intrigued Alexander took it, unfolded it and read the short message written on the other side.

Dear customer, we thank you for ordering our unique, limited edition, special surprise package. You may be confused but fear not, there is no trickery involved, what you are about to discover are the highest quality genetic enhancing and modification materials known to mankind. In fact, we are quite certain you will never find anything quite like this! By purchasing this package you have been granted the very rare privilege of sampling our latest, most prized, most incredible products for yourself. We hope you will enjoy your time with our high quality material, and we hope that this first taste of what our technology has achieved will make you confident in the quality of what we offer. Your feedback is greatly appreciated and will help us improve our products and services. We hope to hear from you again and wish you a happy discovery of the brand new you.

While he was reading Dave took a gander inside the box, going over bottles, vials and other containers, some full of colorful liquids, other containing pills, none of them labelled however. This last detail concerned him, how were they supposed to know what they were using without proper identification. “So, what does it say?” he asked once Alexander was done reading. “Just the usual thank you message and sales bullshit.” shrugged Alexander, throwing the paper away, “So what do we have?” “I don’t know, you tell me.” retorted Dave, designated the unmarked objects. “Ah… fuck… that’s a problem…” admitted Alexander, scratching the back of his head, picking up a small vial full of black liquid, examining under the dim light of the television, cursing himself for not turning on a single light.

Carefully, meticulously they removed every object contained in the box, laying them down on the table before them. In total there were four vials like the one he had picked up, each filled with a thick syrupy liquid of a different color, there was an inky black one, a white, faintly glowing one, a deep purple one and a light, sparkling blue one. Among other things there were two transparent bottles full of somewhat familiar pills, several tubes full of a creamy substance and a plethora of other containers, none of them easily identifiable. After cautiously examining each item contained in the rather small metallic box they came to the conclusion that they didn’t have a single clue about what all this stuff was, growing very preoccupied by it, not wanting to try any of this out blindly.

“There must be something to help us figure out what the heck those things are…” grumbled Dave, fumbling into the box, removing pieces of plastic and other materials to see if nothing was hidden beneath, “I don’t think they would give us all that stuff without any instructions.” “Agreed.” approved Alexander, keenly observing one of the vials from every angle, watching the thick liquid contained in the thin glass shell slosh around, “would be very stupid to just hand us all that stuff to try knowing what it is.” Dave nodded approvingly, however his search yielded nothing, not a single indication, not even a scrap of paper. Out of despair he decided to check the many pamphlets and advertisements they had cast aside upon first opening the package. Most of them, as expected were ads for some of the products they had received, or promotion material for newer gears sold by the same manufacturer. However one stood out above the rest, a small book of sorts, resembling assembly instructions for furniture or a machine. Yet, upon closer examination he realized it was much more than that, his face brightening with a triumphant smile upon reading the very first line.

“Ahah! I knew there must have been something in there!” he shouted victoriously, holding the small paper like it was holy or precious. “What did you find?” enquired Alexander, voice trembling with hope. “This thing here contains a detailed list of everything that this box contained with detailed descriptions and all.” explained Dave, quickly scanning each page, “Damn, there are even instructions on how to use all this stuff.” he whistled, impressed. “And here we were about to throw it into the bin.” sighed Alexander in relief, nervously chuckling. Dave nodded, going through one article after another, sometime halting to take a gander at one of the many things scattered around them, muttering inaudible words under his breath. Nevertheless, Dave still seemed concerned, his traits tense, his hands clenching around the paper with so much force it began tearing apart, his eyes methodically scrutinizing every word without finding what they were looking for.

At last however, toward the end of the small booklet his face abruptly illuminated right before he let out, “Here we go, got to the juicy part!” “That’s great man!” shouted Alexander, unable to wait a single second longer, “Come on, what does it say?” he urged, pressing his friend to share what he had found. “Calm down, let me read first.” grunted Dave. So, having no other choice, Alexander was forced to wait even more, watching silently as his friend slowly, purposefully slowly went over each item, reading its description in detail, examining it from all sides before putting back in it’s place and moving onto the next. After a time that felt infinite, although in reality it might have been a few minutes, Dave dropped the final object along with the book. “Alright, I know what all that crap is!” he announced, happy t see his friend’s face illuminate with joy. “Come on man, you’re killing me here, don’t leave me hanging.”

“Alright, alright,” let out Dave, loving this situation, “Firth thing first you had guessed right, these two bottles there,” he stopped, grabbing a bottle, shaking it, making the pills inside noisily move around, “are those neat aphrodisiac that should give us some crazy libido.” “That’s great!” “And it’s only the beginning…” teased Dave, letting go of the bottle and instead picking up one of the tubes, holding it carefully, fearing the content would spill out, “This here is the kind of pheromone-addled substance the guy in the train I told you about was using, it’s supposed to make everyone around you horny.” “Sounds like a fun thing to use at a party.” chuckled Alexander, grinning deviously. “Only if it works as intended.” approved Dave, not as thrilled by the idea as his friend, quickly getting rid of the tube and grabbing another container, “This here is much more fun if you ask me, it should give whoever takes it an increased cum production.” “Wait isn’t that the same thing as the other one?” interrupted Alexander, raising a suspicious eyebrow. “That4s where you’re wrong man, the pills I showed you earlier will keep you hard and kicking for the whole night, this here will make sure you never run out of cum for the time being.” “Wow that’s cool!” shouted Alexander, already contemplating the possibilities this particular substance opened.

The presentation went on for a while, each new product more exciting than the last, so arousing that they were still harder than rocks after so long not touching themselves, their devious minds running at full speed, crafting alluring pictures and scenes with them using the many wonders contained in that box. There was basically a bit of everything, stuff that would make one’s private parts bigger than usual, stuff that would temporarily change one’s gender, with all included attributes, substances that made one more stretchy than the best rubber, so much stuff they could put to good use. However, all along Dave meticulously avoided mentioning the four vials displayed in plain view before them, attracting all of Alexander’s attention, purposefully keeping this information concealed even though he clearly knew what they were.

“And finally, last but not least.” he ceremoniously announced, at last grabbing the four vials, holding them with extreme care, as if they were the most precious and fragile thing in the world, “The thing you’ve been waiting for the most…” “Hold on… d-don’t tell me it… it is…” stammered Alexander, trembling uncontrollably, stars shining in his eyes. “Yes it is!” exclaimed Dave, presenting the four vials to his impatient friend, “these four vials contain what will temporarily turn you in the animal of your dreams!” “No way… they really did put some of it in, I can’t believe it!” screamed Alexander, bursting with joy, “Come on tell me, tell me what they should turn us into?”

“That’s… the catch…” admitted Dave, becoming more serious, cringing nervously. “What do you mean?” “Well… the pamphlet only says this thing will turn us into an animal for half a day at best but it doesn’t go into the specifics.” “So, what does it mean? Are we supposed to chug it down and hope for the best?” “I guess so. From what I read since it’s a sample of their stuff they just give us a random one to try out. They’re keeping the mystery theme all the way, there’s not a single bit of info on what we’ll look like if we drink any of this.” explained Dave, thoughtfully observing the liquid sloshing inside the four vials, “On a side note there’s one interesting tidbit of info I found.” “Which is?” “We can blend them together.” “And so what?” sighed Alexander, not seeing how this was pertinent, “Unless… unless it means we can turn into some hybrid creatures… actually that’s not such a bad idea…” he muttered, eyes widening when the realization struck him. “I knew you’d like it.” sniggered Dave, “So what do you say? Do we try those out?” “You bet I’m doing it, I’ve waited too long to back down now!” roared Alexander, reaching out and trying to snag one of the vials. “Hold it right there, how do we do it?” asked Dave, keeping the vials out of reach from his friend, “Do we just drink one or do we try to mix them?” “I don’t care I’m down with both ideas.” “Figured as much…” chuckled Dave with a wry smile, “Alright so how about we do this like this? We each take two of the vials along with some of the other stuff and enjoy ourselves while it lasts?” “Sounds good to me.” “Alright then.” Replied Dave, laying down the four vials on the table.

Alexander quickly examined the four glass containers, letting his gaze wander over each of them, wanting to try them all out, finding it more difficult to chose than he had expected. However, after a few seconds of pondering his choice fell on two vials, the inky black one and the glowing, pearlescent white one, noticing, once he had grabbed it that there were tiny, yellowish strands floating in the liquid. Dave smirked, as if he wasn’t surprised by his choice, picking the two others without a single second of hesitation, not complaining the slightest, already quite eager to see where this would lead them. Alexander then got up and walked back to the kitchen where he grabbed two clean glasses that he brought back to the living room. There Dave quickly and skillfully uncapped each vial, pouring it’s content into the glass, the substance proving to be much thicker, gooier than expected. Before long they were looking at two half full glasses, a strange mixture awaiting them, black and white for Alexander, purple and blue for Dave, the two friends staring at each other, second guessing, quietly asking for the other’s opinion, expecting the other to give the go ahead.

In the meantime, Alexander had prepared the rest, taking out some of the pills and other products that they would be using, realizing that a glass of water would have been handy to help them swallow all of that. Luckily they still had their half emptied beers laying around, it’d have to suffice for now. Cautiously he grabbed the pills and, taking a big lump of the alcoholic beverage swallowed it all down in one go, grimacing a bit due to the bad aftertaste these pills left in his mouth. Dave, after a second of hesitation quickly followed suit, taking a few sips of beer to get rid of the awful taste. Then, they both grabbed their glasses, contemplating the content of it in the flickering lights of the TV, hesitant for a brief instant before toasting, staring deep in each other’s eyes while they slowly brought the glass up to their lips.

The taste was one of the most awful, gut-wrenching, disgusting flavor they had ever encountered, causing them both to gag and grimace, almost spitting everything out. It felt like trying to drink rubber, or some thick glue of sorts, that had the strangest taste possible, so foreign there was nothing quite like it, so odd, so alien they wondered if it even came from this world. It was somewhere between industrial chemicals and some weird, mad scientist drink flavor experiment, so gross each sip of the terrible beverage was a chore, only made slightly easier by the thought of what this hated substance would grant them. The mixture was so thick, so sticky, it stuck to everything it touched, clogging their throats and stomach, making them feel like they had eaten a few concrete blocks. Yet in the end, despite the flavor that made them want to throw up, they succeeded, dropping their respective empty glass on the table with a sigh of relief, quickly washing the sticky aftertaste with whatever drink, they had at hand. Heck, even a bottle of bleach would have been more drinkable than whatever they had just swallowed.

“Damn it, can’t they do something that tastes better than that.” hiccupped Alexander, clutching his protesting belly. “Dude, even that weird cocktail they had me drink at the frat house tasted better than that…” gasped Dave, snarling at the vials in disgust, “I hope that shit was worth it cause I’m not ever drinking that crap again!” “Me neither.” backed Alexander, guzzling down the last sips of beer in his bottle, praying that would be enough to wash the taste. “So… what do we do now?” asked Dave, looking at himself, scrutinizing every inch of his body in search of any sign of change. “I guess we have to wait now, it’s probably gonna take some time before it kicks in.” responded Alex, admittedly as frustrated as his friend, wishing the thing would kick in immediately. “That would make sense,” sighed Dave, glancing around until his gaze fell on Alexander’s naked bod, noticing his friend in a similar pose, “You’ve got something in mind am I right?” he chuckled, spotting the broad, devious grin Alexander sported. “You bet your ass I do.”


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“So… feeling anything?” asked Dave, taking another gander at himself, saddened, and upset that nothing significant had happened yet. “Nome, except an urgent need to go to the bathroom.” replied Alexander, frustration peeking in his voice. It had been over two hours by now and unfortunately nothing had happened, no changes, not a single sign of the transformation taking hold, not even an itch, noting. Furthermore all the other stuff they had ingested seemed to take ages to kick in, even though it must have begun working since they were feeling especially horny despite the fact they hadn’t touched their dicks in ages. Indeed, instead of going at it straight away and risking exhausting themselves before the real fun could begin they had decided to play videogames together, naked, side by side on the couch. However, even the loud noises, bright lights and overall enjoyment provided by the game they couldn’t get their minds off of the growing, boiling desire flowing inside them, becoming more prominent, more intense with each passing second. Their expectations, their hopes, their dreams were too present, too pressing to be cast aside even for a few minutes, fueling, or getting fed perhaps by their mounting lust.

The burning, raging, all consuming desire for each other was at an all time high, blazing with so much passion they could see it in each other’s eye when they sneakily glanced at one another, aching to drop the controllers and have fun, only held back by their even bigger desire to be transformed. Unfortunately, nothing had happened so far, leaving them questioning, doubting, worried that the transforming substance had somehow failed. Had it been counterfeit? Was it past it’s use-by date? Or was one of the other things they had taken somewhat interfering with it, preventing it from taking hold, wasting their efforts. They didn’t know, they had no ideas and that was even more frustrating than the mind-blowing lust blooming inside them.

“Do you think we did something wrong?” let out Alexander, voicing both of their concerns. “You ask me, I don’t have a single clue.” retorted Dave, shrugging powerlessly, taking advantage of the loading screen to grab his member in his trembling hand, stroking it slowly, shuddering in delight from the quick caress. “You think we should wait longer?” suggested Alexander, his hopes quickly fading away. “I don’t know man, been a few hours already and… the rest of the stuff is kinda working already.” Huffed Dave, quivering in bliss, feeling so hard, so aroused it was hard to not think about something appealing, his balls so heavy it was like he carried two lead weights down there. “Yeah… you’re right…” admitted Alexander, glancing down at his own hard cock, realizing he had been dripping pre for the past two hours, forming a sizeable below him, “Still… I’m… kinda disappointed it didn’t work…” he muttered, bowing his head down disappointedly,. “I know man, me too, but that’s alright, we can still have fun. Besides, there’s an address for complaints in the paper I found earlier, perhaps they’d be kind enough to send you a new sample.” “Hopefully…” chuckled Alexander, unconvinced. “Anyway, animal or not I’m not letting this moment go to waste.”

Before Alexander could react, or even register what had just been said, Dave had acted, pouncing him, pushing him onto his back, leaving him puzzled, exposed and defenseless for the bigger, stronger man crawling on top of him, his hard, needy member poking around, leaving warm trails of pre on his sensitive skin. Alexander shivered in anticipation, not opposing any kind of resistance, too aroused, too excited to resist or protest, wanting it as much as his friend after waiting for so long. In mere moments Dave was on top of him, his hands wrapping around his friend’s legs, keeping them spread apart, giving him full access, his cock already sliding between the man’s cheeks, grazing his wrinkled, clenching hole. “Hmmm… I hope this crap works as well as they say on the ads cause I’m ready to go at it all night long.” Moaned Alexander, grinding against the hard cock poking at his entrance, his own throbbing eagerly. “Me too, I’m ready to fill you with more cum than you’ll have ever seen.” teasingly responded Dave, wrapping a hand around his friend’s aching cock, stroking it a tantalizingly slow pace, eliciting loud, needy moans from the man below him. “Don’t talk too quickly, I’m not gonna be on the receiving end all night, gotta make your ass nice and full too.” giggled Alexander mischievously, trembling uncontrollably under the tide of lust washing over him. “We shall see about that.” retorted Dave, lining himself up with Alexander’s tight, eager hole, “but first I’m gonna give you a first experience of how I breed.” he continued, giving one, powerful thrust, his hard, pre-soaked member pressing against the tightly clenched muscular ring.

To his own disbelief Alexander found himself relaxing almost instantly, his backside opening for his friend’s cock, the thick, rigid shaft sliding in with an impressive ease, nestling smugly inside him. He couldn’t help the loud groan that burst from his open mouth, a jolt of pleasure surging from both his cock and rear at the same time, overpowering his senses, his desire soaring to new heights. Dave huffed as well, eyes already clouding with sheer lust from this single penetration. Adjusting himself he secured the man below him, stroking his hard maleness while he began thrusting, pounding away rapidly, finding himself more horny, more pent-up than he imagined, filled with one simple, raw, carnal desire, the all-consuming urge to breed. Loud moans and groans echoed in the empty room, rhythmed by the slapping of their hips, accompanied by the complaining squeaks of the couch beneath the two rutting male, Dave going at it like an animal to Alexander’s bliss, the man wrapping his arms around the beast of a male pummeling his rear with a carnal ruthlessness that made his eyes roll back in their sockets in bliss. They were no animals but it damn felt like they were doing it like ones.


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A loud, ear-splitting buzzing noise, repeating itself over and over again, echoing throughout then entire room, reverberating endlessly, filling his ears with a relentless cacophony that wouldn’t stop. That’s what Alexander emerged to, roughly yanked out of his dreams by the repetitive blaring of a pesky alarm. The old, annoying sound brought him back many years ago, to the times where he had to get up early in the morning to get to school, this memory making him grimace in his half sleepy state. He tried turning around, covering his ears with a pillow, a cushion that smelled oddly manly, feeling quite warm, wet and sticky against his face. Yet, whatever he did, the alarm wouldn’t go away, denying him the right to sleep. He cracked an eye open, only to immediately screw it shut again, however it was too late, a bright, yellow light already flooding his sensitive, unprepared pupils, shining brightly even with his eyelids sealed shut. He grimaced in pain, immediately rolling around, protecting himself from the dazzling glow, sensing an unusual warmth against his back as he did so.

Cautiously he opened his eyes again, blinking a few times to try and clear the light illuminating his very brain, making the world around him blurrier than usual when he emerged from his slumber. The first thing he made out in the haze of his sleepy, clouded vision, was a black leather-like surface standing right next to him in place of the wall. It was strange, his bed didn’t have such a thing as leather on the sides. Nevertheless he didn’t have time to solve this mystery, the alarm, or whatever it was that made that annoying, ear-splitting noise, seemed to get louder, more pressing, more insistent, urging him to do something about it. Grumbling incomprehensible words in his sleepy state he turned around, keeping his eyes screwed shut, fumbling around with an uncertain hand, searching for the source of that sound.

Suddenly he froze, his fingers stumbling upon something odd, something strange, out of place, a greasy, dirty surface. Intrigued, puzzled he explored further, discovering something made of thick, grease-slickened cardboard covered in grime and debris. Wandering around his fingers, or rather the side of his hand bumped into something hard, cold, the thing immediately falling over from the nudge, rolling on whatever it was sitting on before falling down with an all too familiar sound; the noise of an empty glass bottle falling on the floor. His eyes snapped open, scanning the room despite the intense flow of light rushing inside them, blinding him for a moment. In the meantime he sprang to a sitting position, noticing he had been laying under a thin, loosely tidied blanket that seemed to have been put over him by someone in a hurry. After a few seconds his eyes at last adjusted to the intense light, revealing the most unlikely of places for him to sleep; his living room. It was very unusual for him to sleep on the couch, even when dead tired or drunk out of his mind he still preferred to sleep in his bed, especially since the couch was not a very comfy place to sleep on.

After a few seconds his vision stabilized, allowing the room to appear before him, revealing what he was expecting, his living room. Around him there was only a mess, empty boxes, cans and bottles and other packaging littering the table and floor next to him, suspicious white traces, points and streaks covering the couch and cushions, pieces of clothing scattered all over the place, some of which he wasn’t sure were his. The TV was still on, although the sound had been turned off, leaving only the constantly changing image of a random program. The curtains usually covering the large windows of his living room had been left open, allowing sunlight to pour inside, unbound, enveloping the room and him in particular, in a warm, soothing glow. There were also other… things, more out of place objects that immediately caught his attention, dildos, and other sex toys, opened bottles of lube and other, more… unknown artefacts scattered around the table next to him.

His fuzzy, sleepy brain began connecting the dots, memories rushing back to him, flooding his mind with images, feelings and fragments of the previous night, the maelstrom of thoughts sending a delightful shiver down his spine. He remembered everything, making sense of all the chaos in which he was standing, a wry, satisfied smile curling his lips while his gaze wandered around the living room, understanding what each thing was, feeling a familiar sensation of warmth emanating from his rear, mixing with a soreness he knew too well. Slowly he got up, kicking the cover away, revealing the extent of the mess he was covered in, long streaks of cum lining his belly, some of it reaching as high as his chest, more dried puddles surrounding his crotch. As he got up he could feel the cooling seed slowly oozing out of his used hole, trickling down along his ball sack, reminding him of the delightful night with his best friend. Taking a quick gander at himself he realized he was much more covered in cum than he thought, white gunk sticking to every inch of his body, a telltale sign of their intense session. And, in the middle of all that dried mess stood his cock, as hard as before, pulsing eagerly, ready for some action, drenched in a mix of pre and semen, indicating it at already been put to good use yet still asking for more. The transformation may have been a complete and utter failure, but the aphrodisiacs were no joke, still kicking after over a night of ruthless sex.

Taking his eyes off his dirty frame he threw a long, circular glance to the room around him, searching for his friend, expecting to find his friend laying, sprawled, spent and dozing somewhere, or standing in the kitchen or bathroom, anywhere, unfortunately the apartment was as quiet as it could be, if not for that cursed alarm still roaring somewhere. Sighing deeply he rummaged around the room, trying to pinpoint what cause that pesky sound that didn’t want to go away, pushing garbage and clothes aside in his desperate search, until he found it, still in his trousers; his phone, ringing and vibrating endlessly. With the device in hand he shut down the alarm, relieved to be rid of the noise hurting his ears, savoring with unimaginable delight the peaceful quiet of his apartment, only disturbed by the distant humming of the fridge. However, immediately another problem became apparent, a concerning detail that he had overlooked until now. The alarm that had woken him up wasn’t the kind of alarm he’d normally use, this was the type he used to remind himself of something important. Moreover, judging by the sheer amount of light flooding the room it had to be late in the morning or early in the afternoon, which could only mean….

“Fuck I’m gona be late!” he yelped in panic, adrenaline rushing in his veins, washing away the last remainders of sleep clouding his mind, his heart leaping into his chest. Still naked and soaked in cum he rushed around the apartment, in such a state of emergency and panic he did random actions without noticing it, such as grabbing some clothes, only to toss it somewhere else. After swallowing a burning hot coffee in a few quick sips and eating a few slices of bread to quell the rumbling in his stomach, he rushed to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and shaved, ready to get out and carry on with his day when he froze, discovering the full extent of the damage left over from his previous night of debauchery. He had done it so much with Dave that there wasn’t an inch of his skin that didn’t bear the marks of their night, seed and other fluids covering his body from head to toe, other unknown traces, like scratches covering his arms and back.

Nervously he turned around, showing his back to the mirror, glancing over his shoulder, blushing profusely when he laid eyes on his rear. His cheeks were red, as if they had been repeatedly slapped or ground against, the thought making him shudder in bliss. The best, or the worst part, was his pucker, gaping slightly from being pounded so much, leaking a rivulet of cum that seemed to never stop. He shook slightly, quite satisfied with the result of their blissful session, still feeling so wide open it was like Dave’s cock had never left his hold. However there was no time to marvel at the mess oozing from his butt, he had a very important appointment in less than two hours on the other side of the city, the kind of meeting one couldn’t afford to miss or delay in any way. He jumped in the shower, opening the faucet at its maximum, grimacing and staggering back when ice cold water rained down on his head and shoulders. Not waiting a single second for the water to warm up he began rubbing himself, removing as much of the cum sticking to him like glue as possible, taking a generous amount of soap and vigorously scrubbing his skin, getting rid of the rest along with the acrid stench of sweat and manliness that stuck to him.

A mere five minutes later he was out of the shower, drying himself up, satisfied wit the result of his quick though thorough cleaning. Before leaving the bathroom, he took the opportunity to take a last, meticulous look at himself in the mirror, scanning every inch of his body with a keen eye, clinging to the last hope of seeing the first hint of the transformation, finding the thought of showing up at his meeting looking like an animal quite amusing. Sadly there was nothing to report, not a single hair sticking out, not a scale, not a change in color on his skin, no detail that caught his attention, he was just the same, tall, slim guy, only human. The only slightly concerning but overall intriguing exception was his cock, still hard, still throbbing, still oozing with pre, so stiff it was almost painful. His balls were in a similar state, heavy, swollen, full, churning out fresh batches of cum like a restless factory working around the clock to keep his engorged nuts supplied for the next round. It showed how potent the stuff was if it was still having an effect on him, making it even more frustrating that the transformation had somehow gone wrong. He’d have to send that complaint email to the supplier, hoping he’d get something out of it, maybe a new shipment, or in the worst case a refund. But, just like his boiling lust, it would have to wait until he came back from his appointment.

He headed to his bedroom and pulled out of his wardrobe the clothes he usually wore for this kind of official, formal business and quickly dressed up, cringing as his rock-hard member was forced into the tight, uncomfortable prison of his slim pants, twitching and throbbing in protest, warning him that it would be a constant bother throughout the day until he took care of it, or the effect of the drug wore out. For a brief moment, an equally silly and appealing idea crossed his mind, putting a wry smile on his face. For a split second he thought that, if he started changing now he would definitely tear his clothes to shreds, the prospect of the strained fabric giving way under the push of his transforming self fueling his arousal even more. Now stuffed in his elegant though simple suit he walked out, snatching his phone in the process and entered his office where he picked up a thick, heavy folder overflowing with important papers, quickly checking the content to make sure everything was in order.

Mere minutes later he was going down the stairs four at a time, passing by neighbors without noticing them, oblivious to the amused, mocking smiles they threw him. He burst from the building, his heart already drumming madly in his chest, his senses assaulted by the many sounds, lights and smells of the unusually crowded street. Nervously he checked his watch, he had ten minutes to rush to the nearest subway station to catch his train. Not losing a single second, he ran straight toward the station, slaloming between bystanders, crossing busy roads under volleys of angry honks and invectives. He almost  jumped down the staircase upon entering the station, rushing through to the platform, just in time to see his train come out of the dark tunnel, noisily breaking to a stop a bit further away, requiring him to keep running until he slipped in among the dense crowd.

But at last, he was in, able to relax and catch his breath, rest for some time, and enjoy the ride. As the train left the station, entering a downward sloped tunnel leading them deeper in the bowels of the earth he leaned against the nearest wall, holding a metallic bar with one hand while the other dove in his pocket, pulling his phone out. He had left in such a hurry that he hadn’t even taken the time to check his messages, his emails and read the news but now that he was in the train, stuck there for quite some time he could finally take a moment to see what was going on in the world. The first thing he saw upon switching the device on was a new message from Dave, sent over an hour ago. Curious he clicked on it, being met with quite the wall of text.

“Hey Alex, sorry for leaving like this, got a call from my boss asking me to come by the office immediately for some ‘urgent matter’ and I didn’t want to wake you up, you were so cute sleeping like this. Actually, I’m surprised I didn’t wake you with all the noise I made. Anyway, last night was great, haven’t fucked like that in ages and I’m still horny as hell and, from what I saw earlier I’m gonna assume you are too. It just sucks that the transformation thing didn’t work out but it was still a great night. I’m gonna be stuck here for the whole day it seems but would you be down for round two tonight at your place? I’ll bring the fun stuff. Oh by the way, is here a little foretaste of what is waiting for you tonight if you accept.”

Alexander smirked, scrolling down just enough to unveil two pictures, one showing a large tent it what appeared to be his friend’s pants, the other, probably taken in a bathroom, offering him a gorgeous view of Dave’s endowment, the image making him salivate like crazy, a burst of desire shooting down his spine, rushing through his hard cock like an electroshock. Trying his best to keep his composure he wrote his response, hitting the send button after a few seconds of writing, easily spotting that Dave had immediately seen it. With a deep sigh he leaned back against the wall, grabbing small, wireless earbuds he kept hidden in a small bag he carried at all times and turned on some music, the familiar melody drowning away the constant wincing and grinding of the train, silencing the ongoing chatter around him, the music enveloping him in a reassuring, comforting embrace.


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Alexander sighed in relief, falling into an empty seat, as uncomfortable as it was, a broad, triumphant smile plastered across his face. The appointment had taken much longer than he had imagined, lasting for so long in fact that they all went to eat lunch in an expensive restaurant, at the client’s expense thankfully. In the end however it had all been worth it, the client was more than pleased, which meant he got to secure a juicy contract that would dramatically boost his income and maybe open new opportunities for him as some of his client’s partners had shown interest in his work However this new job would also keep him very busy as the deadlines were rather short, meaning that he would have to work around the clock to deliver, but this wasn’t a big deal for him.

Nevertheless, as well as this meeting had gone for him, there still had been a few concerning, even worrying issues. None of them had to do with the appointment itself but they were still bothering nonetheless. Firstly there was the constant, never-ending horniness, his member still painfully hard, his balls so full, so heavy, painfully aching for release, demanding all his might to remain focused on the complex, technical discussion. The slightest misplaced thought, the smallest, most subtle insinuation, a furtive glance at something he shouldn’t have looked at was enough to stir his lust, making the pressure, the dull ache in his boxers impossible to ignore, pre dripping at a near constant rate in his underwear, requiring him to take frequent bathroom breaks to not make a mess of himself. Furthermore, his mind seemed very inclined to get him to undress and play with himself, finding hidden meanings where there weren’t, finding some shapes, forms and curves oddly appealing, tempting him even more, heck even his client and their associates seemed strangely handsome and attractive to him although none of them were to his taste.

Secondly, and this was by far the most concerning problem, throughout the whole ordeal he had felt strangely hot, overheating like in the hottest days of summer even though this particular day wasn’t particularly hot to begin with. He was overheating so much that at multiple occasions he found himself sweating heavily, drinking glass after glass of water, asking to turn the air-conditioning on even though he didn’t particularly like it. His predicament was so great, so worrying that it prompted one of his client’s collaborator to ask if he was alright, worrying he was unwell and about to faint. Luckily he was able to brush it off as just the stress caused by such a crucial appointment, which seemed to mostly convince them.

However it wasn’t all, on top of the unbearable heat that made him feel like he was wearing a thick winter coat in the scorching heat of a desert, he had to cope with another unpleasant surprise. For some inexplicable reason his body itched all over, as if a million insects were crawling under his skin. At first it had just been the kind of itch one would randomly get from time to time, although it was located at a strange place. But as minutes went by that itching sensation became more serious, harder to ignore, spreading until it covered every square inch of his skin. Scratching it didn’t help in any way, seemingly making it worse instead. Yet, the most puzzling was that there was nothing, no trace of bite or sting from an insect, no sign of an allergy either, leaving him confused and lost. He had taken the time, during a bathroom break to examine the upper part of his body but to no avail, the itching not stopping even after removing his clothes, so bad, so pressing it was hard to resist the urge to scratch it.

After exhausting all other options he had to consider the worrying possibility that it could be due to the products they had ingested and used the previous night. Was it some sort of side effect? Or perhaps it was an aftereffect indicating that the substances were finally being flushed out of his system, though he would have preferred to be made aware of this detail before taking those things in the first place. Just to be sure he had sent a message to Dave, describing his symptoms, and asking if his friend was suffering from the same issues unfortunately, he hadn’t received a response yet. Fortunately, however, he had been able to keep a hold of himself until the end of the appointment and, instead of hanging out downtown like he had originally planned, opted to head straight back home. Now that he was in the train, minutes away from his stop he realized how right he had been to decide to go home straight away, the heat and the itch never stopping to grow, becoming so pressing he could hardly think about something else. To make matter worse he was even more aroused than before, pre dripping in his underwear like from a broken faucet, his cock so hard it strained the fabric to its limit, throbbing and twitching so much it became visible as some furtive glances from passerby had told him.

The last minutes on the way back to his place were possibly the worst of his life, the streets stretching endlessly before him, each step making him feel even farther from home, so hot, so itchy, so horny he just wanted to tear apart his clothes just to feel a tiny bit better. But he kept going, almost running the last meters to his building, rapidly climbing back up the stairs. At last however he was home, the door securely locked behind him, leaving him alone in the safe, quiet space of his dirty living room. Immediately he began removing his clothes, carelessly tossing them in all directions, just wanting to get out of the uncomfortable suit, in such a hurry that unbuttoning his shirt and pants became the most arduous chore possible. Thankfully, after a long and difficult struggle, he managed to get rid of the last piece of clothing, breathing a deep sigh of relief, standing naked in his apartment, his hard shaft bobbing before him, dripping pre that puddled between his feet. His horniness had soared to new, unknown, undiscovered level, filling him with a carnal, irresistible urge to breed so powerful he doubted he’d be able to behave himself if he saw one other handsome guy, or girl.

However, removing all his clothes had at least alleviated the unbearable heat enveloping him, the itching sensation subsiding, leaving him to wonder if it wasn’t all caused by his suit in a strange way. Despite the burning desire to touch himself for various reasons he was able to hold it at bay, taking the time to think, to ponder, to question, all the while walking casually around the room, picking up some of the trash and clothes laying around. The unquenchable lust that coursed into his veins could only be caused by the pills they had taken the night before, that one was obvious, but the other issues were much more awkward, he couldn’t tell if they were unrelated at all, or if they were due to some of the stuff they had used. As he thought about his current predicament he reached to the table, collecting all the trash until he froze, his hand hovering right over some of the box, tubes and vials containing, or that used to contain some of the products they had consumed, some empty, other still containing a good amount of whatever substance they held. A part of him was tempted to take everything and go see a doctor to get a professional’s opinion on the matter, but on the other hand he didn’t want to bother people with something unrelated.

Still curious however he sat on the couch and cautiously grabbed the booklet Dave had so thoroughly read the previous day, hoping to find something new, something that would explain the issues he was experiencing. Sadly, his search yielded no result, no new information except for a tiny bit of detail regarding the aphrodisiac pills, warning the user that the effects may take a day or two to fully subside. He dropped the pamphlet, grumbling under his breath, his gaze wandering around the room until they stumbled upon the two glasses they had used to drink that worthless transformative substance, the mere sight of them making him grimace in rage and frustration, the vision of the remnants of that thick, sticky goo still clinging to the glass causing him to snarl and rumble in anger. He slowly rose up, trying his hardest to ignore the heat spreading in his flesh, slowly but surely rising, and picked up everything that had been abandoned on the table, putting back the various gears and container into the big cardboard box before kicking it under the table. Once that was done, he collected the rest of the greasy, dirty leftovers, shoving them deep into the bin before tossing the distended bag down the garbage chute. With that part out of the way he turned to one thing he was usually not particularly fond of doing: cleaning, grabbing all the dishes, glasses and other pieces of tableware, meticulously cleaning them along with the sizeable pile of grimy plates that had been gathering dust and mold in the sink.

About half an hour later he was done, looking at the clean, living room with a proud expression, satisfied to not spot a grain of dust on the pristine floor, delighted to see his kitchen cleaner than it had ever been. He was spent, sweating profusely and drained of all energy sure but it was a mere detail compared to the satisfaction that made his heart swell. Admittedly he hadn’t done this for the fun of it, what he aimed for was to get his mind of the searing heat still gripping him, prevent him from scratching his itchy skin to death, and so far his plan had worked, his mind and body so occupied that he barely noticed the dull ache crawling under his skin. Nevertheless, now that he had nothing left to do the annoying, all-consuming urge came back in full force, washing away everything, leaving only itself as the sole thing that mattered. He tensed, flinching slightly, the awkward sensation appearing even worse than before, the heat so great it made him wonder if he wasn’t about to catch fire or something.

With gritted teeth he made his way to his office, pressing a random key on the keyboard, the screen flickering to life before him, his session opening just like it always did. Immediately he opened his mailbox and wrote an email to the customer support of the company from which he had purchased this damn package, his words harsh and sharp like knives, almost threatening in certain paragraphs but he was so pissed he couldn’t care less. Still, even in his angry state he took the time to describe in detail the problem he had encountered with his package, listing the symptoms he was dealing with after consuming some of the products that were shipped to him, finishing his complaint with a refund demand.

With the mail sent he left the office, going straight in the bathroom and into the shower, his body so hot, sweating so much that it really began to worry him. He set the water to the as cold as possible and turned the valve to the maximum, letting ice-cold water rain down on top of him. Usually, he wasn’t one to enjoy a cold shower like this but under the current circumstances it was the most delightful moment of his life. The scorching fire consuming his body seemed to die down, crawling back to wherever it came from, offering him a delightful moment of respite. Breathing deeply, chilling under the cold cascade of water streaming down his naked form he savored the moment, letting all his worries, all his problems be washed away by the continuous flow of water gushing from the showerhead.

However, all good things have to come to an end eventually, that time for him was after ten minutes standing under the cold water jets, when the cold became too much to handle, leaving him shivering, his teeth chattering uncontrollably. Yet, the moment he closed the valve and exited the shower he was struck by a sudden, violent surge of heat, so powerful he staggered forward, momentarily losing his balance, only managing to steady himself thanks to his bathroom sink. Puzzled he glanced up, looking at himself for the first time in the mirror, not understanding what was going on. The image sent back to him only confused him even more, he was in the same state as before, sweating, reddish like he had spent hours in a sauna. Even stranger was the pesky itch crawling over him, it’s origin becoming more and more incomprehensible as his skin didn’t bear any mark which would explain it, or did it? As his puzzled gaze meticulously scanned his body the first of a series of small, unusual details caught his attention, causing him to pause, frown for a moment, fluttering his eyes a few times to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating, but no he was really seeing it.

There, right in the middle of his bell stood a small white dot, like something was stuck to his skin there. Frowning in surprise he reached down with a trembling hand, touching the small thing, expecting it to fall off. Yet, incredibly, the thing remained there, like it was glued to his belly, or to be more exact, like it was an integral part of him. Struck by the astonishing discovery he cautiously prodded and poked around the thing, quickly confirming his worst fears, that thing, whatever it was, was meshed to his skin, like it had grown there. Even weirder was the texture, it was tough, smooth, slick to the touch, nothing like skin, more like scales of some sort. Questions swirled in his brain, submerging him in mere seconds, what was that thing doing here? How did it even get here in the first place? Was it part of whatever he had used previously? All indicators seemed to point out toward this possibility but he couldn’t bring himself to accept it, contemplating this idea in utter disbelief. However, the signs were somewhat there, as tiny as they were, and in fact it wasn’t the only odd detail he had spotted. Right above this small scale like thing, closer to his chest stood a strange tuff of black hairs, standing out like a sore thumb in the smooth skin. It was especially strange since he wasn’t particularly hairy in the first place and he took extra steps to ensure his body was as smooth and soft as possible. Beside, even his usual body hairs weren’t that color, nor that thick and lush. These hairs were a deep inky black contrasting with the paleness of his skin, their length and density were off the charts, very different from what he had seen on other men’s body. Even the hairiest guys he had been with weren’t close from matching this, this little clump of hair much more resembling fur.

His hand cautiously traveled up, his body tensing, apprehending the moment where he would touch it. The contact was strange, unusual but delightful all the same, sending small shivers down his spine as his fingers slowly slid in the thick patch of fur. It felt too real, too much to just be something stuck to his skin in some weird way, it was like this was part of him, attached to his nerve system, the black fur very sensitive to the slightest touch. Out of curiosity, and a bit of fear as well, he tried pulling on the fur to see if it would come off but it didn’t, instead it remained firmly attached to him, as if it had always been there, only earning him a sharp burst of pain. Shocked he let go, staring in disbelief at his reflection in the mirror, his puzzled, awestruck expression almost comical, Countless questions swirled in his confused brain, too many to answer, the storm of contradicting interrogations too violent to allow him to figure out something.

The only thing he was certain about was that, somehow, he was changing, growing fur and apparently some scales as well which would explain the strange itching sensation that didn’t want to go away. Astonished by his discovery he observed himself more cautiously, more thoroughly, exposing other clumps of fur and patches of scales dotes around his body. These were newer somehow, the fur shorter, less lush, of a greyer tone, the scales less defined, more supple, resembling something like a thicker skin rather than actual scales. He stood there speechless, mouth open wide on a blank cry that never came out, his whole frame shaking uncontrollably in a mix of fear and joy. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, staring at himself, more precisely at the fur on his chest in dismay, his concern only surpassed by his sheer, boiling, bubbling, happiness. It was working, at last, he was transforming, just like in his wildest, lust-addled dreams, it had just taken more time than he had thought. He could barely contain his happiness, so excited he trembled in anticipation, the mere thought of it causing his already hard cock to throb and twitch with renewed vigor, thick veins bulging all over it’s surface. The only odd thing was what he seemed to be turning into, a strange mix of bright, pearlescent, glowing white scales and fur as dark as night, making him wonder what he would look like once it was done.

Suddenly he froze, a chill of excitement running down his spine, an idea springing into his mind, standing over the storm raging in his head. He ran out of the room, still naked, still dripping with water, leaving wet traces in his wake. He searched the room, checking every corner, even the many scattered clothes laying around but didn’t find it. Then he rushed to his room but found nothing, leaving only the office to check. And there it was, right next to the keyboard, his phone, even though he didn’t recall leaving it here in the first place. Shrugging this odd detail off he grabbed the device, ready to send a message to his friend. However, upon turning the screen on he immediately noticed a new message waiting to be read. From the first words he knew who had sent it so, not wasting a single second he opened it, quickly going over the short but concise reply.

“Hey man, are you alright? You seemed kinda not ok in your last message. I’ve been having the same symptoms you described but I’ve been able to deal with it so far though it’s getting damn hot in here! Are you still ok on your end? Do you think it’s that transformation stuff messing with us? Let me know, if your state worsens, I’m gonna go see a doctor after work to see if everything is alright.” He was as relieved to hear from his friend as he was concerned to hear he had to face the same issues as he did, although that seemed to confirm his earlier theory. He quickly wrote, “I’m doing ok more or less, how about you? Here I’m still feeling like I’m burning from inside and that itch is hard to ignore, but hold on, no need to go see a doctor, I think I know what it is!” He had barely sent his message that he saw Dave reading it, the answer coming a short time later. “It’s good to hear from you Alex, I was starting to worry something bad had happened to you. Here it’s getting worse here, had to turn the ac to the coldest setting and it still feels like I’m cooking alive in a hoven. But I think I figured it out too…”

Attached to this message was a picture of his friend’s upper body, a finger pointing toward something Alexander noticed without the kind indication. There, on the side of Dave’s neck a tuff of an unusual, unnatural purple had sprang from his very skin, much more visible than what he had been gifted with, much harder to hide as well since it was in plain view. Scanning the picture, he also noticed a few whitish hairs near the edge of Dave’s shirt, apparently spreading across his chest. The vision had his mind going wild, imagining what his friend could be turning into, the idea turning him on so much that it became impossible to ignore the lust boiling inside him. Grabbing his hard cock in one hand, sensing it pulse rapidly in his grasp he sat on the couch, switching to the photo mode and, after taking an inviting pose took a picture of himself, making sure that everything could be seen.

“Oh so you’re experiencing that too.” He wrote, sending the picture along with his message, eager to see his friend’s reaction. “Damn it Alex! It’s not the time to tease me!” he responded, “Though I must say you’re looking pretty hot like this, plus the scales and the fur look pretty good on you.” “Thanks, gotta say I was a bit panicked at first but it feels good overall.” “What do you think we should do?” enquired Dave, “I mean, it looks like it’s working now, maybe it just takes longer than we thought? Or do you think this thing is fucked up all the way?” “Beats me, I’m no expert, I’d say you come to my place tonight and we see where that all goes. And if it gets worse we’ll call a doctor or an ambulance or whatever.” “Sounds good to me.” “Besides, if nothing goes wrong, we’ll be able to have the real fun. You know what they say, better late than never.” Offered Alexander, sending another enticing photo. “Jeez keep teasing me like this and I’m gonna pound your ass into the ground.” “Oh I’m so scared.” “Trust me you’re gonna wish I don’t grow a huge cock cause if I do I’m gonna stuff it into your ass until you cry no more.” “You’re the one teasing me now.” retorted Alexander, his hand slowly sliding up his stiff cock, eliciting little pleasurable jolts in return. “Hey you started that whole thing!” “Maybe, but now you’re the one making me horny.” “Whatever, gotta keep it together for a bit longer, I’ll head to your place when I’m done with work, shouldn’t take more than two or three hours.” “I’ll be waiting for you big stud.” chuckled Alexander, speaking those same words out loud.

With a proud, elated smile floating on his lips he turned his phone off, leaning back against the comfy couch. Instinctively his gaze went down, checking on the state of the changes, pleased to find more of that dark fur growing over his chest, white scales covering his belly, each of them radiating a blinding white glow. He could feel the same patches of thick fur popping all over his back, spreading at a steady pace over hm, covering his pale skin under a dark coat, making it feel like he never had been human to begin with. Unfortunately, the transformation hadn’t reached the most interesting parts of him yet, leaving his groin frustratingly untouched, as if it purposefully avoided this particular area. His horniness skyrocketed to new levels, fueled endlessly by his growing excitement, each second spent in this new state seemingly arousing him even more. He couldn’t help but wonder what he would look like, each image that sprang to his mind turning him on even more, his mind coming up with all kinds of appealing combinations. He could barely contain himself, wishing he could speed up the transformation so he would be able to surprise Dave when he arrived, imagining the look on his face when he’d open the door only to be faced with a fully-fledged scaly and furred hybrid, his mind going mad with lust, crafting alluring scenes of the two of them transforming and fucking to their heart’s contempt.

Without even realizing it he had begun stroking himself, his arousal too great to be ignored, fed by the constant flow of alluring thoughts and images spawning from his devious mind. His hand rapidly went up and down his shaft, covering his oversensitive flesh in his leaking pre, enveloping his member in a slick layer of liquid warmth. Being constantly horny for hours didn’t matter anymore to him, just like the large amount of pre squirting from his shaft was just an insignificant detail, all these concerns wiped away by the enthralling anticipation caused by his transforming body, further increased by the promise of the fun he had been hoping for, for so long. Low groans and growls escaped from his parted maws, his breathing quickening, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock throbbing with renewed vigor, squirting pre with a newfound force, sending some of the clear liquid as far as the tv on the other side of the table.

His pace quickened, his hand rapidly going up and down his shaft while the other idly fondled his growing fur, the simple contact sending burst after burst of delight straight toward his aching cock, encouraging him to continue. He was panting rapidly, shuddering from head to toe, his body quaking under each violent surge of pleasure coursing through him, his heavy balls jumping in their distended sack, his cock jumping in his grasp, the pre-slickened surface making it harder to hold onto. His eyes were hazy, unfocused, head resting back onto the edge of the couch, staring emptily in the void of the ceiling, loud moans spilling from his gaping mouth, his free hand descending lower, slowly, sensually rubbing the surprisingly soft and sensitive scales crawling over his belly, extending downward toward his groin while the fur climbed toward his shoulders and neck. The itching sensation was long gone, along with the scalding heat, two bad memories already forgotten, all of them replaced by an almighty feeling of bliss and fulfillment. He didn’t know how long this went on, seconds, minutes, hours? Days could have gone by without him noticing, and he didn’t care the slightest, too far gone to be bothered, wanting only to cum and turn, and he was about to be granted at least one of his wishes.

The pressure in his loins quickly rose, becoming unbearably great, like tones of fresh seed were trying to force their way out of him, pleasure blooming in his veins, enveloping him in a blissful heat, or perhaps that was the fur growing all over him. His hand stroked and squeezed his hard shaft, his other reaching down and cupping his two hefty nuts, finding them nice, full and heavy, holding so much semen he was amazed they hadn’t burst yet. The potency of the substance he had taken didn’t cease to amaze him, really living up to expectations, ensuring he had gallons of cum to spare at all time. His eyes rolled back in their sockets, the pressure and pleasure quickly welling up in his loins, the first drops of cum already mixing in the flow of precum streaming out of his tip, covering the sofa, ground and parts of the table in a musky mess. He was so close to the edge, so pent-up he couldn’t hold back any longer, not like he planned on that anyway, just needing a little bit more reach his peak. His hand was madly stroking his painfully hard cock, his shaft pulsing and twitching so wildly he struggled to keep a hold of it, his heavy balls jumping in their sack as he cradled them, his pleasure skyrocketing to new undiscovered heights, his loud moans unknowingly turning to deep, feral rumbles.

Finally, after one last squeeze he was washed over the edge by a tidal wave of raw, untamed pleasure carrying him away on an ocean of pure, orgasmic bliss, his whole body quivering, convulsing while his cock jumped in his shaky, weakening grasp cum rushing through it. With a loud roar-like cry he came, a geyser of cum springing from his cock right as his hand let go of the spasming organ, thick, pearly seed flying through the air of the quiet room, raining down on everything that stood before him. The sheer might of his orgasm took him by surprise, but he had no time to think about it, swept away by the torrent of pure bliss cascading inside him. The first powerful gush had barely finished that already another one surged through his twitching cock, seed bursting before his fogged eyes, seeming to float in the air for a mere second before falling down all around him, some even hitting him, covering him in his own pungent semen. With each mighty spurt his mind was dragged away a bit more, leaving only the delight of the afterglow to bask into.

He didn’t know for how long it lasted, nor did he care, only knowing that he was loving every second of it, wanting it to last forever, oblivious to the mess he was making. However, after some time he realized he wasn’t cumming anymore, his orgasm seemingly finished to his own disappointment. Cracking an eye open, even though he didn’t remember ever closing them he discovered himself in the middle of a large puddle of creamy white seed, his fur, skin and scales covered in the sticky essence as were the couch, the floor and the table before him. He had cum so hard that some had managed to hit the TV, dashing large, white streaks over the screen, the view putting a broad smile on his face. With a low huff he got to a more comfortable position, readjusting himself in the couch. The first thing he noticed, aside from the heat of his own cum blanketing him, was his still hard cock, jutting proudly between his legs, drenched in fresh semen yet as hard as ever, ready for another round. He had to admire the potency of the products that had been shipped to him, still doing their thing after almost an entire day from the moment he ingested them, very glad they did so. Nevertheless it wasn’t what caught his attention the most, what immediately attracted his gaze like a magnet was the thick fur covering most of his chest under a black, fluffy coat, extending as far as his shoulders, now creeping along his arms. From just shifting a little on the comfy couch he could tell the same thing was happening behind him, the fur spreading all the way down his spine, providing a surprisingly warm and comfy cushion for his back. The scales had also gained ground some more, though at a much slower rate, now covering most of his belly, going upward, closing the gap with the fur while also expending downward, slowly but surely covering his crotch.

He shuddered in anticipation, excitement pounding in his veins, rushing straight toward his rock-hard cock, keeping him as hard and eager as all the pills in the universe could. He was bursting with so much impatience it became nearly impossible to control himself, wanting to speed up the transformation so he could enjoy his new body for as long as it lasted. However, something bothered him, always staying on his mind, always pestering him, a thought, an observation, a mere pesky fly buzzing at his ear, insignificant, yet hard to ignore. This concerning thought was the fact that the transformation seemed to be gaining in speed, it had taken hours to just give him scattered clumps of fur yet now it was spreading rapidly over him, at a much quicker pace, as if something had awoken the transformation taking hold of him, unless….

Out of curiosity he took his phone and turned it on, breathing a sigh of relief when he realized it had been over an hour since the last time he had checked it, telling him that, either he had spent the past hour pawing off, or that he passed out after the powerful climax he experienced. Whatever the reason he still had plenty of time to kill before Dave arrived, and he was still very horny. With a devious grin he took another photo of himself, showing the extent of the changes to his friend, making sure that he saw more than enough to encourage him to make his way faster to him so they could enjoy this moment together. Once satisfied with the picture he sent it to Dave, along with a short message saying, “I’m waiting for you...” Just to make his point clearer he took another picture where his hard cock, aching, begging for attention, was on a gorgeous display, sending it to Dave, knowing full well that it would get him worked up.

With the message sent his hand rushed back to his cock, wrapping around it. However, before it could even stroke his slickened shaft an idea crossed his mind, a very alluring suggestion he had never thought about. His eyes slowly drifted toward the box, still standing there, waiting, under the table, miraculously spared from the torrent of cum he had just unleashed. Suddenly, all the gears they had mostly ignored, cast aside during their previous night became much more interesting, perfect for what he had in mind. He picked up the cardboard box and opened it, quickly going over all the different packages and bags he had tossed back in during his earlier cleaning, tossing one after the other out, grumbling in frustration under his breath until he found what he was looking for. With a triumphant expression he yanked out two plastic bags from under a pile of other, useless objects, one containing a few masturbators of all shapes and sizes, while the other had some of the biggest, thickest, most textured dildos he had ever laid eyes on. Almost instantly he spotted what he most yearned for, a large, ridged, thick, knotted cock with a pointy tip on one side, and a tight, anus, or tailhole shaped fleshlight which would do the trick just nicely. He also grabbed one of the lube bottles, uncapping it, pouring a generous amount of the clear, translucent liquid on both toys, throwing the empty bottle away before sitting back on the couch.

For a moment he sat there, observing the two toys, eyes darting from one to the other, not quite knowing how to use them. By that it didn’t mean he was unfamiliar with such tools but rather that his lust-addled mind was so lost, drowned in the torrent of ideas it created that he was having a hard time deciding what he wanted to do with those. He sat there, looking admittedly quite stupid for a moment before sighing deeply, shaking his head in disbelief, chuckling mockingly to himself. Without hesitation he fell sideways on the cum-stained couch, easily lining the toy with his own cock, pressing against his wet tip ever so slightly while the large dildo poked and brushed around near his rear, having a bit more difficulty finding its mark. Luckily he eventually succeeded, resting the sharp, pointed tip against his quivering pucker, surprised to feel the smooth rubbery head of the shaft slide in seamlessly, his muscular open prying open without resistance despite the fact he hadn’t lubed or prepared himself in any way. A loud moan burst from his mouth, his back arching as a electrical shock like wave of pleasure traversed him, inadvertently thrusting his hard cock deep in the slick, velvety passage of the rubbery toy, the soft, flesh-like material snuggly enveloping his sensitive member, rocking his entire being under another, stronger shockwave of pleasure.

The combined sensation provided by the two toys was mind-blowing, sending him flying on a small fluffy cloud of pure pleasure, his mind gone away, wiped away by the unstoppable torrent of lust overwhelming him, his body working on autopilot, shoving the thick dildo deep inside him, spreading himself apart with each thrust, the large ridges popping in and out with wet squelching sounds. In the meantime, with each deep push of the large rubbery toy spreading his rear he lurched forward, slamming himself deep inside the tight tunnel of slickened rubber, groaning deeply in satisfaction, the copious amounts of pre he squirted helping smoothen each subsequent penetration. He soon found his pace, thrusting in time in each toy, sinking deep into the tight makeshift hole, pulling out of the dildo in the process, the flared ridges dragging along his sensitive insides, causing him to squirm and wiggle uncontrollably. Then, once only the tip remained nestled inside him he would pull out of the velvety confines of the masturbator massaging his length, impaling himself onto the massive dildo, pushing inch after inch inside him, his hole widening to accommodate the increasing girth, the ridges rubbing along the most sensitive spots of his anatomy while the tip poked deep inside, flooding his inner flesh with bliss. His moans became louder, deeper, closer to growls now, his breath quickening, his heart and his member throbbing rapidly, pre leaking at a near constant rate from his tip, dripping around each wildly pounding cock, paddling on the couch below.

Soon he picked up his pace, gaining speed with each forceful thrust, slamming deep in the toy around his cock while also stuffing himself full of the thick dildo plowing his rear, unknowingly managing to fit most of it inside him, the knot noisily slapping his cheeks each time he sank the large rubbery shaft inside him. He was lost in an ocean of pure, carnal pleasure of a might he had never experienced before, easily overpowering his already crumbling mind, feeding him with the carnal, unquenchable urge to breed. His panting breath became shallower, more irregular as he gave in the raging inferno of his lust, pounding away at the used toy with a newfound might, stuffing as much of himself as he could inside the narrow passage, pre cascading out in the wake of his cock each time he pulled out.

Several times he changed position, trying to find new ways to pleasure himself, noting that it took an awfully long time for him to reach his peak even with the raging lust flooding his veins. He tried all positions he could think of, pounding the abused masturbator like it was a real man, going at it like a horny animal in heat while stabbing his rear with the large rubber toy, but, as good and fulfilling as it felt it wasn’t enough. Then he tried riding the dildo, stuffing his hole full of the insanely thick cock, pawing off with the other toy, however even that wasn’t enough to tip him over the edge even though the ridged length massaging his prostate sent him in a lustful frenzy. He even tried adding other toys, using different ones, discovering new ways to pleasure himself but to no avail. He felt pent-up, like he hadn’t cum in weeks, or maybe months judging by how heavy his balls were, yet the sweet relief of his orgasm kept evading him, always right there, at an arm’s reach yet so frustratingly far away. Time diluted in a dense fog of raw bliss, minutes like delightful eternities going by unnoticed, his perception of time and space melting away, shrunken down to just him, the couch, the toys and that itch in his loins begging to be scratched, the pressure in his overloaded balls aching to be released.

All along the changes kept on going, stirred by the arousal coursing in his veins, the pesky itch from earlier replaced by a soothing, fulfilling sensation of happiness, satisfaction and anticipation. Despite how focused, how absorbed he was by the blooming desire warming his body he could still sense, under layers of desire and need the fur growing all over his body, reaching new, untouched places, crawling along his arms and thighs, climbing over his shoulders from both sides, assaulting his collarbone. The scales, although they progressed much more slowly had still managed to claim a sizeable area of him, covering his belly, his groin area, including his sack though they seemed to ignore his member, leaving it untouched, for not at least. The slight tingle and tickles resulting from the outgrowth of fur covering his skin, along with that same, searing heat from before only fed the relentlessly burning furnace of his lust, driving him to new peeks of raw, carnal desire and need. He truly felt like an animal, at the peek of a fruitless heat season, craving for the sweet embrace of a mate to deposit his long overdue seed in, wanting, yearning to breed, seeking a tight hole to fill. Yet, for some inexplicable reason he wasn’t able to reach his peek, held back by an unknown force, kept in a constant state of need, preventing him from getting that sweet release.

However he didn’t let that deter him, doubling his effort instead, doing everything he could to cum, and that before Dave’s inevitable arrival. He thrust faster and faster, throwing himself balls deep into the overflowing toy, pounding away with a renewed vigor, pre squirting profusely from his convulsing dick, cascading out of the gaping, used and abused hole. In the meantime he slammed the dildo deep in his own guts, smashing the knot against his entrance, his butt cheeks reddened by the rough treatment while the tip and ridges repeatedly pummeled his prostate, sending jolt after jolt of delight rushing through him, causing more pre to squirt out of his stiffened shaft. Deep growls and groans filled the quiet room between quick panting breathes, his whole body quivering and arching from the combined stimulation, his legs kicking uncontrollably, his back arching, his hips bucking wildly, the couch below him squeaking in protest as he went at it like a savage animal, loosing himself, drowning, diving straight into the ocean of lust rising inside him.

At last, the pressure in his loins grew even more, a wave of heat radiating from his heavy nuts, rushing toward his bloated, pre coated member. He could feel himself close to the edge, just about to reach what he had been craving for so long. His pace quickened yet again, bucking wildly into the masturbator, pounding his rear with the thick rubber cock, pleasure bursting inside him from all this stimulations. With one last, powerful thrust he slammed the cock as deep as it could reach inside him, shuddering when he noticed a surprising, unexpected yet delightful shift in the way his muscular tunnel was spread apart. With a loud plop the bulbous knot adorning the base of the toy slipped in his hole, his pucker opening wide to welcome the impressive mass of flesh lodging itself far inside him, preventing him from pulling back. The sensation was heavenly, bliss quickly overpowering him, carrying him away to a land of undiscovered pleasures. His cock jumped, throbbed and twitched in the spent toy, spurting even more pre at a rapid pace, a tide of pleasure and seed already rushing through his cock, just waiting for a last touch to burst out.

He cried, or roared, to the ceiling, the room seemingly trembling around him, or perhaps it was just his imagination going crazy, falling back against the couch, wiggling his hips on the fat knot plugging his hole, trashing against the fleshlight enveloping his length, sinking all the way in one last time. His orgasm hit him like a freight train speeding down it’s track, sweeping his crumbling mind away, pleasure and cum alike gushing out like a geyser, filling the narrow space in the toy in mere second, thick seed already squirting around the base of his shaft, covering his newly formed scales in a warm layer of fresh seed, streaming down on the thick, lush furs covering his thighs. He leaned back into the couch, relaxing, panting raggedly, trebling from head to toe, his body jolted, shaken by each powerful tremors of orgasmic delight bursting from his cock. The second spurt of cum hit with just as hard, ramming out of turgid member and into the already full toy, gushing out from the base, splattering all over him, around him, leaving in the middle of a large pool of cum the like of which he had never seen before.

Another cry of raw bliss burst from his mouth, his feet kicking, inadvertently pushing the box away, his grip tightening on the overflowing masturbator, feeling it bulge and swell under the torrents of thick essence spurting from his convulsing maleness, feeling the thing on the verge of breaking yet he could tell he was far from done. His eyes were screwed shut, all his muscles tensing, bracing in preparation for another wave of seed building inside him, much greater than everything he had previously experienced. With a thunderous roar of carnal pleasure he arched his back, thrusting as hard as he could in the abused, engorged toy, pushing it down as hard as he could against his groin, gripping it so tightly it began giving way under his fingers. Cum surged through his madly throbbing shaft, bursting from the tip, breaching the elastic rubber, boring through the weakened plastic shell, freely gushing out into the open air in one continued jet of creamy, white seed. The toy completely gave way, breaking apart around his cock, unable to hold on any longer, letting his seed flow freely, splashing everything in sight in a blanket of warm, sticky essence. The furniture, the TV, the table, the walls, floor and even the ceiling were soon covered in white streaks of cum, more pumping out of his shaft with each throb, flying through the air before raining down on whatever was in range, even if that meant himself.

He didn’t recall ever coming that much, with such force, even after hours of edging himself, it was like his body tried to empty the entirety of his balls’ content, cleansing them of all the seed they held. However these considerations were mere details, insignificant compared to the sheer bliss that flowed in his veins, growing stronger with each throb, each gush of thick spunk coming from his bloated cock. Spurt after spurt gushed out of his member in quick succession, adding to the growing mess he had caused, each stronger or at least as powerful as the previous, his balls relentlessly churning out new loads of seed for him to spray, making it feel like his orgasm lasted for hours, days maybe. Finally he sensed a decrease in the flow of cum erupting from his spent member, each spurt becoming weaker until only a trickle of seed squirted out of his cock, his member softening for the very first time in hours. He sat there, panting, bathing in the afterglow of his most powerful orgasm, looking around the room discovering the mess of cum covering his things through lust-veiled eyes, a satisfied, amused smile floating on his lips. His gaze slowly circled around the room, revealing puddle after puddle of cum, some dripping from the roof, trickling along the wall and furniture, blanketing most of what laid before him.

His head slowly dipped down, unveiling the state of the transformation, the sight curling his lips in a satisfied smile as he let go of the tattered, cum-soaked remains of the toy, tugging at the dildo lodged in his rear until it came out with a loud pop, leaving him gaping on emptiness, slippery lube oozing out of his used hole. What he saw had him shudder in delight, thrilled by the sight of the evolution of the changes going on in and on him. Most of his body was now covered in the same thick, fluffy, black fur, except for his hands and feet which had remained surprisingly untouched with only a few stray hairs springing out of his skin here and there. His head was in a similar state, the fur stopping around his chin and at along his neck at the junction with his hairs, the changes seemingly halted again for an inexplicable reason. The scaled parts of his anatomy had progressed as well, now blanketing the entirety of his belly, crotch, balls as well as his butt, stopping right over his cheeks, surrounded on all sides by the same thick fluff. Upon closer examination he noted a slight change in color, some parts of his new fur taking on a slightly brighter color, especially around his thighs were some of the fur began turning to a pearlescent white similar to his scales but with a strange pattern.

However, he didn’t make much of it, too happy to care about small details, even liking what he was seeing, giving his new body a more authentic feel in some way. Around him the apartment had grown quiet again, disturbed only by the humming of his pc in the next room, reminding him he had forgotten to turn it off. As his gaze wandered aimlessly around the messy room he noticed a peculiar detail, the lighting had somewhat shifted, more light pouring in through the windows, casting large squares of sunlight on the opposite wall, indicating him that the sun had begun going down. He sat there, speechless, struck by the realization that quite a bit of time had passed, approximately an hour at least judging by the position of the sun in the sky, leaning westward toward the horizon. He fumbled around, looking for his phone in the mess of his own making, his hand dipping into warm pools of sticky cum scattered around the couch, yet his phone remained out of sight and out of touch. Perplexed he got up, scanning the room in search of his phone, only seeing more streak and pools of white seed, displaying the results of his mind-blowing climax. Luckily he spotted it, the device halfway hidden beneath the couch, having fallen down at some point, remaining mostly protected from the flood of semen he had unleashed.

Picking it up he quickly cleaned the screen, accidentally turning it on, exposing a dozen or so messages coming from Dave. That much activity was unusual coming from his friend, especially when he was at work. Concerned he opened the conversation, firstly finding Dave’s direct response to his latest photo, “Bro you’re hot as fuck with all that fur! I’d kill to fondle it right now, and much more if you’d like.” A smile curled his lips as he read further, the second, third, fourth and fifth message merely a continuation of the first one, describing in detail what he’d do to him when he arrived as well as giving updates on the state of his own changes, informing him that he had also started growing fur at a much faster rate. However, starting from the sixth message onward his friend seemed to become more frustrated, upset by the lack of response, warning him to not start before he made his way to his place. The three most recent one however, sent barely ten minutes ago were more concerned, worried since he hadn’t even seen the messages until now, letting him know he was coming out of the office and heading straight to his home.

A shiver of dread ran down his spine, his eyes bulging wide in disbelief, shocked to learn he had actually been pawing off for a full hour, oblivious to everything happening around him, ignorant about his friend’s growing concern. And now he was on his way, potentially arriving at any moment, probably rushing to get here as quickly as possible. And here he was, naked, drenched in his own cum, standing in the middle of the result of his latest fun, staring helplessly at the screen, his mind racing in panic yet his body refused to move a single muscle, as if he was rooted to the sticky ground. Finally, after a long minute spent staring, eyes glued to the screen he snapped out of his stupor, adrenaline filling his veins, cold as ice. He took a step toward the bathroom, knowing he had everything there to clean both himself and the cum staining the living room when he was stopped dead in his track by the sound of the doorbell.

He froze, his head slowly turning toward the door, staring with wide eyes at the thick reinforced panel, his mind going wild in panic, thoughts wandering in all directions in total chaos. Who could it be? Was it Dave, there already, or was it someone else, maybe a random stranger? A salesman going door-to-door to advertise some product or service. He had no time to ponder upon these questions, the doorbell rang again, more insistently this time, as if whoever rang knew he was there. He wondered, an unexpected thought crossing his mind, could it be the cops, called by a neighbor complaining about all the noise he made. Before he could find an answer to all the questions spinning in his mind the annoying ringing came back, repeating itself over and over again, someone frantically spamming the button on the other side from the sound of it. Intrigued he took a step forward, sneaking as quietly as possible toward the door, trying to pick up any sound coming from the hallway. In the meantime, whoever was on the other side of the door wasn’t giving up, relentlessly ringing the bell, now furiously knocking as well, clearly trying their hardest to get him to open the door.

He quickly reached the door without having picked any other sound coming from behind the door, the pesky blaring of the bell preventing him from hearing anything. Having no other choice he checked the small peephole, discovering a single person standing on the other side, looking impatient or stressed out. But what was the most puzzling was how the person was dressed, the man, from what he could make out, wore something similar to a motorcycle outfit with a leather jacket on top, his hands covered with thick leather gloves, his head hidden behind a full-face helmet. The man looked anxious, getting impatient before the door, glancing nervously in all directions, his behavior causing him to frown on the other side of the door. He stayed there, waiting as the stranger kept knocking and ringing relentlessly, trying on several occasions to open the door, thankfully the locks held on. After maybe thirty seconds of this waiting game the man seemed to give up, shaking his head and looking at the ceiling tiredly, his right hand diving into one of his pocket, pulling out a phone, quickly typing away what seemed to a short message.

The next second Alexander could feel the phone he still clutched in his hand come to life, vibrating a few times, indicating the arrival of a new message. He took a step back, breathing deeply in relief, finally identifying who stood in the hallway, still finding his outfit more than odd. “Hey Dave!” he shouted after unlocking the door, opening the reinforced panel right as his friend was about to leave. Dave, taken by surprise spun around, immediately staggering back against the opposite wall when he discovered who had opened the door. “Holy shit dude, you scared the heck out of me!” he shouted, his voice muffled by his helmet. “Sorry about that.” giggled Alexander, opening the door a bit wider, revealing more of himself, “come on, get in before someone notices us.” he added, stepping aside, allowing his friend access to his home. Dave didn’t need to be told twice, quickly slipping inside after a second of hesitation, Alexander promptly closing the door right behind him.

Once safely inside, certain that the door was locked and nobody would come bother them he turned around, seeing his friend’s transformed body for the first time, his eyes trailing along the dense fur replacing his skin, marveling at the natural glow emitted by the scales on his belly. Alexander grinned in return, proudly showing of to his friend, making sure he would see everything he had to offer. “Damn man you’re even sexier in person.” admitted Dave, cautiously reaching out with a gloved hand, slowly fondling the thick jet-black fur puffing from Alexander’s chest. He trembled in response, the simple contact sending sparkles of a new kind of pleasure throughout his whole frame, a low purr-like sound escaping from his lips. “That’s so cute, but you don’t have to purr for me.” chuckled Dave. “I’m not doing it for you, that just feels really good.” “If you say so. Anyway, how do you feel?” enquired Dave, letting his hands and eyes explore his friend’s body like he discovered it for the first time. “I’m feeling great!” exclaimed Alexander, flexing and tensing under the curious touch, “It stopped itching some time ago and now I just feel awesome. It’s unbelievable, it’s like it’s always been there, you can’t tell it’s not natural.” “Gatta give them that, they do some great stuff.” muttered Dave, his attention drifting down, falling upon Alexander’s hard cock, jutting from between his legs, the only untouched thing down there, a small island of his humanity in the sea of scales surrounding it, “I really have to say you look even greater like this.”

“Thanks, though I’d have preferred if it had taken hold quicker, that itch was driving me nuts.” “Me too.” approved Dave, taking his eyes off his friend’s hard maleness. “Hey, what is it with all the gears and helmet, aren’t you overheating in there?” interrogated Alexander, frowning questioningly at his friend, unable to distinguish behind the smoked visor. “You bet! I’m sweating in there!” shouted Dave in response, gently shoving him away, “But we don’t all have the luxury of being at home when it starts happening.” “Shut up it started at a meeting.” growled Alexander, “I was lucky to make it back home before it got too out of control.” “Yeah but you got to enjoy it.” snorted Dave in return, “I guess that’s why you didn’t answer my messages.” “Yeah… I was busy…” mumbled Alexander, blushing profusely, avoiding direct eye contact. “I can tell that…” chuckled Dave, waving at the white mess coating a large section of the living room. “Yeah… that got… a little… out of control…” grumbled Alexander, his cheeks turning a deep, red hue. “Lucky bastard, been horny all day and I haven’t had a second to paw off.” grunted Dave, his frustration clearly audible in his voice. “Well… we can make up for lost time now.” offered Alexander, closing the gap between them, pulling his friend against his soft fur, his hard member poking around Dave’s pants, leaving warm trails behind. “Dude you have no idea of how badly I’ve been aching to do that all day long, and it only got worse when you started teasing me.” Huffed Dave, wrapping his hands around his friend’s naked form, giving his scale-covered cheeks a gentle slap. “In that case, how about you show me what you look like now.” “Sure thing, I’m sure you’re gonna love it.” responded Dave, swiftly pulling away.

Taking a few steps back Dave stood there in the middle of the living room, slowly removing his clothes, starting with his thick motorbike gloves, unveiling his hands. The sight he was met with made Alexander gasp in surprise, thick purple fur covered his hand, stopping at the first knuckle where it was replaced by white all the way to his fingertips. Satisfied with the reaction he had earned Dave continued, expertly removing his jacket, taking things slowly, enticingly slowly, waving his body as appealingly as possible, knowing that it made Alexander more eager. Soon the thick, leather jacket fell to the ground, exposing his forearms all the way to his elbows, displaying more of that deep purple fur. But, in that ocean of purple Alexander noticed a small, unusual details, a light, neon-blue colored ring enveloping his wrists, making it look like he was wearing bracelets or wristbands of some sort. This little detail was very intriguing but above all, very pleasant to watch, making him want to see more.

Dave knew it, moving on without wasting a single second, taking off his heavy, cumbersome helmet, displaying his mostly unchanged face except for a few patches of purple and white fur scattered across his cheeks, a pattern seeming to appear. With this heavy, annoying piece of equipment taken care of Dave was now free to remove his shirt, rapidly doing so, breathing a sigh of relief when the piece of clothing went over his shoulder before being discarded. Alexander shuddered, eyes glued to his friend’s especially appealing body, tensing, trembling and quivering with each inch that were revealed to him, already loving what he was seeing. Dave had undergone the same kind of changes as him, at about the same speed it seems, his belly and chest now displaying a thick white fur coat, reaching all the way to his armpits and neck, clearly extending further down below his haunches judging by the few strands of fur peaking from his pants. His white belly and chest were flanked on either side by more of that purple fur however somewhat shorter, thinner, less puffy than what sprouted from his chest. It didn’t stop there of course, his back and arms enveloped entirely in that same drowning purple sea of lush fur which made all details especially visible. One of such oddities, which stood out like a sore thumb were more neon blue marking lining his shoulders and neck, radiating a slight glow, another streaking his sides, underlining his well-defined pectorals.

“Man, you’re looking so good like this.” Murmured Alexander excitedly, barely containing his raging lust. “And I’m not even done.” chuckled Dave teasingly, sneakily slipping a finger under his pants’ belt, his other hand swiftly unbuttoning and unzipping the fly. Before Alexander’s ravenous eyes his friend’s trousers fell down with a muffed sound, leaving him wearing nothing more than his very tented and bulged underwear, leaving nothing to the imagination, the large wet spot staining the front indicating how aroused the man was. Yet it wasn’t what caught Alexander’s attention the most, his curious gaze was instead drawn a bit lower, trailing along Dave’s legs wearing that same purple fur as the rest, except for the inner side of his thighs which had that creamy white shade, confirming what he had guessed earlier. Intriguingly enough he noticed once again the presence of that same blue ring wrapped around his ankles, the pattern seemingly repeating itself on all his limbs. He didn’t need to see the rest to guess what it would look like yet he was delighted to watch Dave get rid of his very last pieces of clothing, tossing his shoes and socks away, revealing feet that mirrored the same changes as his hands, leaving only his boxers which he impatiently dropped as well, freeing his hard shaft from the strained fabric prison. Alexander’s eyes immediately went wide, a stifled gasp escaping his throat, every muscle in his body tensing, his eyes homed straight at his friend’s crotch. Just like his own, the transformation had reached even these parts, his balls and pelvis looking so fuzzy and soft now, his cock sticking out as the last remnants of his humanity in that area.

“I take it you’re liking what you see.” giggled Dave, turning around, invitingly waving his butt at his aroused friend, displaying the appealing blend of fur covering his cheeks. “What’s not to like about it.” chuckled Alexander, breaking the gap between them, carefully reaching forward with a trembling hand, resting it on Dave’s belly, slowly fondling the thick fur, basking in the warmth it radiated. “Hmmm, ok I get why you were purring earlier, that feels really good…” cooed Dave, his legs wobbling below him from that simple contact. “Feels just as good fondling it.” whispered Alexander, loving the way their fur brushed, caressed, tickled each other, “So, what do you think about it?” he enquired after a few seconds of quiet, idle caresses. “Frankly I was worried when it started earlier, but now I’m loving it, I just can’t wait to see where it goes now.” exclaimed Dave cheerfully, returning the affection, tracing along the junction between Alexander’s scales and fur, earning low elated purrs in return. “Me too… it just feels so good now, it’s almost natural. To he honest I was thinking of calling a doctor earlier but now… I don’t know… I just want to enjoy this for as long as it lasts.” “My thought exactly.” approved Dave, pulling his friend in, pressing their furry chests together, slowly rocking back and forth, burring himself into Alexander’s thick chest fluff. “So what do you think we should do?” interrogated Alexander, his body quaking under all the affection he was given. “How about we continue where we left off last night?” offered Dave, a hand slowly trailing down Alexander’s smooth scales, feeling the warmth they radiated, inching closer to his balls, gently cupping the scaly pouch, “After all we can now do what we both wanted, just took a bit more time than planned.” “Just what I thought…” growled Alexander, mimicking his friend’s gesture, fondling the lush white fur on his way down, cradling his two fuzzy orbs, “Besides, I’m almost certain it’s far from over.” “Thought so as well, so what do you say we get to it now?” “Sounds like a plan, though I hope you don’t mind the mess.” “You mean the one you already made? I don’t mind the slightest, we’re gonna make a bigger one anyway.

The two friends exchanged an aroused grin and a devious glance, pulling away for the time being, slowly making their way to the couch, chuckling at the large puddles of cum staining the floor, sitting down in one of the only untouched area of the sofa. Dave’s eye immediately spotted the shattered toy left over from Alexander’s earlier session, the sight of the usually tough object blown up and broken the way it was sending shivers down his spine. The thought, the sight of how much his friend had cum making him more eager, more aroused, wanting to try it out for himself, desperately needing the same kind of relief the man next to him had experienced, fueling his curiosity, sending his imagination in a wild, lust-addled frenzy, imagining what they’d both look like once fully transformed. Alexander, noticing how his friend’s cock twitched and throbbed, dribbling with precum, grinned, sitting back on the couch, exposing his own hard member in plain view.

Dave’s gaze soon shifted toward the throbbing maleness next to him, catching a strange whiff of a foreign aroma seemingly emanating from the man next to him. However, to Alexander’s surprise he froze, staring with wide, bulging eyes at his shaft, an expression of utter shock and dismay painted on his face, his mouth opening on a blank cry. Puzzled Alexander followed the direction he was looking out, coming face to face with a familiar yet unexpected discovery. Unbeknownst to him his cock had grown by about two inches, now standing slightly taller than Dave’s own shaft. “Damn man I hadn’t noticed that before…” muttered Dave, speechless, extending a trebling hand toward the hard shaft, cautiously wrapping his fingers around the heated, slickened pole of throbbing flesh. “Me neither, I guess it must be part of the transformation.” moaned Alexander, his hips bucking from the simple caress, “I’m not gonna complain though, at least now I get to have the bigger cock.” “We shall see about that.” sniggered Dave, slowly, sensually stroking his friend’s cock, his free hand reaching up to rub his thick fur, earning low coos and groans in return. Dave continued, his hand tracing lower along the sensitive shaft, feeling each throb, each twitch of the overstimulated length as pre squirting from the tip drenched his newly grown fur in an unusually musky substance.

“Hmm… your hands feel so good….” cooed Alexander in delight, half-lidded eyes staring aimlessly into the void, “Don’t know if it’s because I’m very sensitive down there or if it’s the fur but it feels… different… and so much better.” “I’d say it’s cause I’m very talented but yeah probably because you’re horny.” “Definitely… though I’m quite surprised you didn’t want to be pleasured first, I mean you didn’t get to release for the whole day, you must be so pent up…” “You’re damn right about that, could jerk off for days but you seem to be the one undergoing the most changes right now and I’m curious to see how it turns out down there.” “I’m not gonna argue with that. Still if you want a hand, a paw or anything else I’d be happy to provide.” “Oh I don’t doubt that.” chuckled Dave, grinning deviously, teasingly caressing the exposed, pre-soaked tip of Alexander’s cock, “I’ll be sure to enjoy all parts of you when the time come, but first…” he stopped, leaning forward, bringing his face closer to Alexander’s pulsing erection, “I want to enjoy this part as it turns.” he ended, kissing the drenched tip, streaks of clear pre dashing across his lips.

Alexander groaned, widening his stance ever so slightly, offering himself folly to the expert hands and mouth of the man leaning against him, watching as the show unfolded before his very eyes, his gaze going back and forth between his own member and Dave’s own, bobbing between his legs, dripping pre all over the already drenched couch, aching to get a taste of it, craving for the torrents of cum he knew it would soon unleash. A jolt of pleasure ran down his spine, every fiber of his body tensing, his back arching as a warm, broad tongue dashed over his sensitive shaft, scooping some of the pre that had been collecting there for so long. Dave shuddered, seemingly pleased by the flavor, eagerly taking more into his mouth, meticulously slathering the thick cock in saliva. They trembled in excitement, lust taking over them both, washing their weakened minds away, leaving only the carnal hunger for each other to rule over them, a thick, foreign yet familiar musky fragrance floating in the air, tickling their senses in al the right ways, inviting them to proceed without hesitation, without a second thought. Dave’s tongue slowly dragged along the underside of his cock, tasting some of the spilled cum that had stuck to the throbbing shaft, finding the taste much stronger and saltier than he recalled, carrying an unknown, undefinable flavor. Nevertheless, he kept on, collecting more of this alluring, appealing substance, filling his nose with the strong, intoxicating, mind-clouding scent emanating from his friend, loving each whiff he took in the thickening, moistening air.

Soon his tongue reached the tip, slathering it in saliva while his hand wrapped around the base, slowly but steadily stroking the hard member, coaxing more pre out for him to feast on. His lips swiftly wrapped around the tip, gently suckling on the sensitive flesh, being rewarded with a sharp squirt of pre and a loud groan from his friend. Alexander’s hips involuntarily bucked upward, thrusting a few inches of his swollen maleness in the invitingly warm and wet oral cavity, the sudden spike of heat around his shaft causing him to growl louder, eyes rolling back in their sockets. Dave, undeterred, prepared for the sudden push was unphased, instead loving the way his friend’s hips bucked, his hands letting go of the shaft as he began bobbing his head up and down the cock, taking a bit more each time. Alexander moaned, pleasure bursting from his extremely sensitive shaft, rushing in his veins with a sweet, arousing warmth, his limbs twitching and kicking uncontrollably as more of his member was swallowed in the eager mouth. He thought he was sensitive before, but Dave’s heated mouth proved him otherwise, each touch, each caress of his skillful tongue, each gentle suckle around his shaft triggered jolts of pleasure that wreaked havoc inside him, fueling the raging inferno of his lust even further, his painfully hard member throbbing and twitching even harder, spraying pre everywhere.

In no time Dave had taken half of his member, noisily sucking on the thick pole of flesh, bobbing his head up and down the saliva and pre covered shaft, steadying himself with a hand while the other had long gone for his own needy boner, frantically stroking it. The air was thick, dense, heavy with the musky scents of the two horny males, the silent room filled with their moans, huffs and growls intertwined with the rhythmic suckling of a thick juicy cock. Alexander couldn’t be happier, floating on a fluffy cloud in an endless ocean of pleasure, watching his friend take inch after inch of his maleness in his hungry mouth, ravenously slurping and sucking all the pre that oozed out, pressing his member like a fruit to coax all it's tasty juices. The only way he would be happier was if he had his friend’s cock to feast on, hungry for that thick cock he saw bob between Dave’s legs, or better, if the transformation continued which it seemed to do, at a frustratingly slow pace.

The itch from earlier was back, but much more manageable, focusing mainly around the untransformed parts of his anatomy, mostly silenced by the pleasure enveloping him, making every slightest thing enjoyable. Peeking down at his right hand he caught the black fur spreading over his skin, claiming more territory, the same white stripes like on his thighs appearing over his arms. He didn’t need to check the other parts of his body to know the same thing was happening down there, inky black fur crawling over his feet and on his cheeks, slowly but surely swallowing to the last square inch of skin. Thrilled by what he was seeing he thrust his hips upward, stuffing more of his turgid erection in Dave’s mouth, the man huffing in protest but welcoming the shaft inside anyway, the two of them finding a pace that suited both of them. It went on for some time, Dave lowering himself ever so slightly until his face was pressed against the scaly crotch of his friend, loving how warm, soft and smooth the blindingly shining plates were under his skin, strong, pungent musk blasting at his face, sending his lust-clouded mind spinning into oblivion. From such a close proximity he could see, through the shroud clouding his eyes, something that even Alexander hadn’t seen, something that turned him on even more.

Grinning deviously he slowly withdrew from the aching member, spitting out inch after inch of saliva-soaked flesh until it all came out, strings of saliva still linking them for a few seconds before he pulled away completely. “What was that for?” whined Alexander, already reaching for his needy cock, desperate for a release. Dave didn’t answer immediately, getting off the couch then kneeled before his friend, spreading his furry legs apart to give himself better access, grabbing the thick, needy cock in his palm, stroking it slowly. “Oh, I see where this is going…” chuckled Alexander, giving him full access to his shaft, enthralled by the dominant pose he found himself in, patting his friend’s head. Dave quickly got back to work, engulfing most of the hard, pulsing cock into his mouth, greedily suckling and guzzling the pre as it streamed out, bobbing his head up and down the shaft at a moderate pace, cupping the two heavy, scaly nuts in his palm. Alexander above was in heaven, panting raggedly, crying his bliss out loud, extending a hand and resting it on Dave’s head, shoving him on his cock, pressing him against his groin.

However, even in his lust-crazed state he could tell that something was going on, a strange, odd, unusual sensation making it’s way throughout his body, not painful nor pleasant, somewhere in between, causing him to squirm in discomfort on the couch. His whole body was aching and itching al over, a dull pain crawling it’s way under his skin, made bearable only thanks to the sheer lust blooming in his veins. This uncomfortable sensation seemed to gather around the base of his shaft, adding to the mounting pressure of his incoming orgasm. His member pulsed harder, twitching and jumping wildly in Dave’s mouth, squirting pre with renewed force at the back of his throat, engorging, swelling under a new rush of blood. His legs kicked, his back arched as a low rumble hummed in his throat, spilling out from his parted jaws, the pressure quickly welling around his cock, the ache more than noticeable by now, something strange, something that he couldn’t see happening to his private parts.

Dave on his end however had a first-row seat to what was happening, the cock becoming extremely stiff in his heated mouth, spurting pre everywhere as if it tried to empty all the fluids it had in store, feeding him with more of the salty treat than he could swallow. Before his amazed eyes a strange rift materialized, vertically slicing through the scales in a mere second, extending on both side of Alexander’s penis. At first it looked like the scales there had just broken, shattered like glass, but upon closer examination it was revealed to him that there was more there than met the eye. The rift grew in depth and size, soon enveloping the base of his cock, parting slightly, revealing a fleshy, muscular hole beyond, however the inner flesh had an odd color, looking unnaturally yellow. He didn’t have time to investigate however as the cock lodged deep in his mouth began to shift as well growing in length and girth with each throb. Although taken aback at first he managed to cope with the increased thickness, shuddering when the tip began poking at the back of his throat, yet he wasn’t prepared for what came next.

The cock jumped in his mouth, spraying thickening precum straight down his throat, some gushing out around the enlarged shaft, swelling even more with each throb. The foreskin changed as well, pulling back far beyond what a human could do until it vanished altogether, exposing the naked cock flesh for him to explore. At the base of his member the changes were taking root as well, the last remainders of skin gone, fully revealing the slit from which the massive member jutted out, a musky, natural lubricant like substance oozing out. Awestruck by the sudden change he continued to pleasure the transforming cock, letting his tongue wander and explore the newly revealed flesh, getting acquainted with it’s flavor, finding out how sensitive it was and which part to pleasure. Still the changes were only beginning as he soon learned, the cock growing so massive that it began pushing him back, exposing inch after inch of smooth flesh, the girth so impressive he wondered how his jaws hadn’t been broken by it yet. This growth had one good side to it, allowing him to witness the changes right as they happened in front of him, seeing as the thick cock flesh changed color, becoming a bright lemon yellow on all it’s smooth surface, small bumps poking out all over except for the underside which kept it’s smoothness. Intrigued he poked one of the bumps with his tongue, the cock jolting and squirting, Alexander groaning loudly in return.

Smirking deviously, he resumed sucking as if nothing had happened, lapping and bobbing his head up and down the thick shaft, covering every square inch of pulsing hot cock flesh in saliva, using all the pre it leaked as lubricant. Alexander wasn’t standing idly by, gripping Dave’s head with an amazing force, slamming him down hard on his massive pole, wanting him to take it all, loving the tightness and warmth of his mouth, the pressure in his cock becoming too much to hold. Dave knew what his friend wanted and, despite his concerns was happy to give it to him, eager to take things to the next level. He tried his best to relax, taking more and more until the enlarged tip poked at the entrance to his throat, just waiting for an extra push to slip in. He gagged, gasping, gulping down hard around the invader as his tight throat was spread wide open by the monster of a cock his friend sported. Grimacing in discomfort he nonetheless continued, taking the time for his body to adjust to the large object stuffed in his throat before carrying on, swallowing inch after inch, shuddering each time the thick cock throbbed, forming a nice bulge in his throat. Alexander began thrusting, helping push more of his maleness inside his friend’s hungry throat, growling and huffing like a wild animal at the height of mating season, aware of the changes taking place inside him, wanting to experience how this new cock felt. Dave eagerly helped out, sucking and swallowing all he could, taking deep inhales in the overpowering musk of his friend, drowning in it, basking in the intoxicating aroma of his cock, insistently rubbing the newly formed bumps, knowing how good they felt.

However, there were still many surprises waiting for him, especially the one he was right about to reveal. His tongue was ravenously slathering one of the bumps in saliva when he noticed an intriguing fact, the usually squishy bump had grown hard, poking out ever so slightly, seeming to grow in some way. Alexander, above him growled, slamming his cock hard down his throat, forcing him to swallow two more inches of his thick maleness, the thrust suddenly awaking something. Before he could react shark spike like protrusions sprang from the many bumps covering his length, flexing as they extended outward, curving back toward the base. He tensed, trembling in a mix of surprise and fear, risking a prod with his tongue, finding the spike’s edge to be quite sharp, especially the pointy tip. Luckily for him they didn’t cause any damage when Alexander thrust inside him, when he pulled out however, that was a completely different story. The spikes would scrape and slide against his tongue, the roof of his mouth and the walls of his throat, drawing small tingles of pains accompanied with unexpected bursts of pleasure.

After this first experiment, they continued, more certain of what they were doing, Dave bobbing his head up and down the long, thick shaft, taking as much as he could, Alexander helping by thrusting hard, fast, and deep inside the tight throat, so much pre leaking from his member that it somewhat smoothened each penetration. The pressure in his loins was still as high as before, indicating that he was right on the verge but thankfully the annoying sensation of the transformation was gone, focusing on other places that needed some attention. Satisfied with what he was seeing of his new genitals he abandoned all restrains, roughly pounding away at Dave’s throat, stuffing as much as he could of himself in the tight passage, spraying copious amounts of pre straight in his gullet. The pleasure resulting from it was beyond imagination, bliss spiking from his shaft with every thrust, serving to show how sensitive his new member was. Pure, untamed pleasure flooded his already crumbling brain, like molten lava pumping in his veins, filling him with a blissful warmth as he ruthlessly thrusted in the man’s throat, delighted to see the large bulge his member formed each time he dove in. In the background he could feel the now familiar surge of heat going lower to his balls, causing them to throb and twitch in their scaly sack, swelling with each pulse to match the size of his new endowment.

With the increased size came an added pressure, his enlarged balls engorging with a new, bigger load of seed ready to be released, bringing him closer to the edge. He kept thrusting, slamming hard and deep, his heavy nuts noisily slapping Dave’s chin, his hands holding tightly onto the man’s head, impaling him on his massive cock, managing to fit the entirety of his length in the incredibly stretchy throat, growling and groaning deeply in raw bliss. Dave let it happen, loving the much more dominant stance his friend had adopted, taking complete and utter control of the situation, shuddering each time that massive dick was forced down his throat, feeding him with all the delicious pre he could drink, moaning and trembling when the sharp barbs would scrape along his mouth and throat, triggering countless bursts of pleasure. The low rumbling growls emanating from his friend echoed to his ears, giving him a strange, uncontrollable desire to submit and obey and do as he was commanded, letting the other man use him as he saw fit and finding pleasure into it. All along one of his hands had been furiously masturbating his own member, desperate to coax his own climax yet something kept holding him back, keeping in a frustrating state of limbo, right on the edge yet unable to cum for an inexplicable reason.

Suddenly, without a warning Alexander pushed him away, withdrawing the entirety of his massive boner from his stuffed throat, leaving him gagging and gasping for breath, the lemon-yellow colored member glossy, coated in a thick film of saliva and lubricant, throbbing and bobbing wildly in the open air. Coughing and panting he glanced upward, meeting Alexander’s gaze for the first time since they had started, facing his massive erection beforehand, marveling at the thick, barbed shaft standing proudly over him, pre cascading down the underside. Behind it Alexander was entirely covered in fur and scales, no trace of skin left, swallowed by the thick black fluff enveloping him. Aside from his private parts other areas of his body were exhibiting signs of change, his eyes for instance had greatly been altered, his irises turning a bright, gleaming yellow, his pupils a mere vertical slit, the rest shifting to an bottomless pit of darkness. Squinting his eyes he caught a glimpse of  light on top of Alexander’s head, two white points protruding from what used to be his hairs, forming two horn-like things. Unfortunately, he didn’t have time to investigate this matter, his transformed friend swiftly bringing him back to reality with a gentle slap of his enormous cock across his face.

“What was that for? You don’t want to cum in me?” enquired Dave, reaching up with a shaky hand, softly caressing the heated shaft. “I do but it would be unfair if I was the one having all the fun. Beside you seem about to blow as well so, how about we help each other out.” “Oh I see where this is going…” chuckled Dave in return, ready to rise to his feet and climb back onto the couch when his eyes caught something in the corner of his vision. Surprised he froze, instead lowering himself even more, wrapping both hands around one of Alexander’s legs, pulling it up to get a better view of it, more specifically his feet. His eyes bulged wide in shock, his body tensing, involuntarily tightening his grip around Alexander’s leg, his heart skipping a beat as his cock sprang to full hardness, aroused by what he had discovered. The transformation was really taking hold, spreading fast, modifying entire parts of his body as was the case with his leg and foot. For now, it was mostly as he expected to see it, at the exception of yellowish protrusion materializing beneath the toes and sole, resembling pads. Intrigued he gave them a gentle poke, watching his friend flex and twitch in response, confirming what he suspected.

Trembling like a leaf he raised the furry foot to his face, all of that under the puzzled and confused expression of Alexander, frowning in surprise, questioning what his friend was up to. Usually, Dave wasn’t turned on by such things as feet but today it was different, the combination of aphrodisiacs and other substances they had taken the night before as well as the transformation they were undergoing forming an irresistibly alluring concoction that made even this arousing, urging him to touch, explore, feel his friend’s body as it changed. Nervously he extended his tongue out, slowly dragging it along Alexander’s sole, causing the man to shiver and coo in delight above him, pleasantly tickling his feet in undiscovered ways. He repeated the operation once, twice, doing it again and again, chilling every time his tongue made contact with the fur covering the underside of his foot, bumping against the growing pads, loving their warmth and smoothness. Alexander, up above groaned in delight, panting rapidly, his toes flexing and curling inward with each swift caress of the hot, slimy tongue on his increasingly sensitive feet, his hand reaching down to hold his hard shaft, stroking it at a delightfully slow pace, playing with his new barbs.

Dave’s ministration seemed to have its effect, coaxing something out of him, seemingly drawing the transformation toward this part of his anatomy, a dull ache spreading in his legs up to his haunches, forming a strange blend of pleasure and pain. The ache grew until it rivaled the pure pleasure coursing in his veins, making itself known to him in the most painful way. He could feel his flesh change, tensing, tearing apart and rebuilding itself in new ways, his muscles changing, improving, his bones reshaping, snapping, merging. Dave, down below had a front-row seat to the changes, sensing Alexander tensing above him, his bones cracking as they snapped, his muscles tensing as they grew stronger, pushing back against him, smashing his face against the changing soles. He didn’t mind the slightest, licking and massaging with a renewed vigor, trying his hardest to bring more of the changes out. Before him the pads became more defined, sticking out more clearly, adopting the same yellow hue as his friend’s member. In the meantime, Alexander’s toes stretched, growing in length and size, merging to only leave four while his foot shrank reshaping into a more paw-like form, his joints changing, his heal moving upward along with his ankle. The changes didn’t stop there, his thighs growing thicker, more muscular his knees shifting to accommodate his new stance, all of that in a melody of moans, growls and whimpers only disturbed by the chilling cracking of bones as they broke and reformed.

In no time Dave was holding a truly gorgeous paw in his trembling hands, adorned with thick yellow pads that felt surprisingly good to touch and, judging by how Alexander flinched and quivered with each caress, very sensitive or pleasurable, or both. However, one thing still remained and it was about to taken care of, his toe nails suddenly splitting open, disappearing, replaced by large, sharp, ivory claws, the sizeable talons growing in length, gleaming slightly under the light. Curious he carefully grazed the edge of one, a sharp sting of pain bursting from the point of contact, revealing a small but painful cut in his finger from which a small, vermillion droplet oozed out. With an impressed whistle he resumed his work on the large paw, massaging the thick beans as best as he could, kissing and licking each toe in turn, making sure to stay at a safe distance from the claws. In the corner of his eye he could see that the same changes had happened symmetrically on the other side, gifting his friend with impressive hindpaws, although forcing him into a digitigrades stance which Alexander didn’t seem to mind the slightest, playfully flexing and wiggling his toes, using his other paw to affectionately pat and fondle Dave’s head, causing the transforming man to shudder under the kind contact.

“Man… that feels so good…” moaned Alexander, playfully rubbing both paws all over Dave’s face, forcing him to switch from one to the other constantly, “I didn’t know you were into that kind of stuff.” “Well, I’m usually not but… I don’t know, just felt good to try and, and honestly, I don’t regret it the slightest.” admitted Dave, blushing profusely, his cheeks reddening despite the fur covering them, shivering under the soft caresses of those strong paws, the thick pads sensually fondling his face. “I’m not gonna complain either, that felt really good.” approved Alexander, grinning in delight, trying his newly formed paws. “I’m glad you liked it.” chuckled Dave, grabbing the left paw, giving it a soft kiss. “I sure did, but how about we continue where we left off?” offered Alexander with a devious smirk, pointing at his large, pulsing shaft from which a bead or precum dangled, about to fall at any moment, “I’ve got to say you teasing me down there has me very worked up now.” “I see that.” whispered Dave, proceeding as he had originally planned, getting up and climbing on the couch next to his friend, shuddering in anticipation, eyes homed on the juicy cock waiting for him, “though if you think you’re horny wait until I shove this in your ass.” he added, waving at his own pulsating maleness. “I can’t wait to try this out.” retorted Alexander, grinning toothily, a hand still slowly stroking his shaft. Dave responded with a similar smile, leaning forward against his friend, pressing himself against that thick, soft fur covering his chest, basking in its warmth, a hand reaching down, replacing Alexander’s own, slowly fondling his turgid erection, pressing his own, untransformed shaft against it. Low growls and coos filled the silence as they toppled over to one side, Alexander laying down on his back on the cum-drench couch, Dave standing on top of him, rocking back and forth against his sizeable maleness while stroking it with a hand, letting all the pre squirting from the tip pool on Alexander’s scaly belly. His dick that once made all other guys jealous felt small, tiny even, in comparison to the massive shaft jutting from his friend’s new slit, the many barbs doting it’s length equally scary and appealing, leading him to wonder how they would feel inside of him. Each throb of that massive maleness sent shockwaves reverberating in his very bones, his arousal skyrocketing to new heights, a constant reminder of how pent-up he was, his body, although he usually was more of a top, aching, craving for it, his mouth salivating in anticipation, craving for the bounty this huge cock had to offer. Even though the thrill of imagining what he’d look like when his transformation finished made him harder than the hardest metal, he was even more aroused by the prospect of that big cock ravaging him, as if his mind couldn’t form any coherent thought that didn’t involve sex, not that he was going to mind that.

“If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you’re hungry for something.” Cockily chuckled Alexander, glancing up at his friend with a devious smile. “Well, you’d be right…” admitted Dave, blushing slightly, twitching nervously against the throbbing pole of heated flesh, his hand continuing to caress and massage the sensitive surface coated in pre. “Well, you know I’ve got more than enough to feed you.” giggled Alexander, thrusting his hips upward, grinding his barbed shaft against Dave’s own, eliciting a low, needy whimper from his friend. “Shut your trap before I stick my cock in there!” “I wouldn’t mind that at all.” chuckled Alexander, licking his lips in anticipation, planting his daring eyes into Dave’s, noting the changes that had begun taking place there as well, his irises becoming an intense, light blue standing out in a bottomless pit of darkness. Dave tensed, a silent gasp escaping his parted jaws, discovering that the changes were still spreading into Alexander’s body, undenounced to the man undergoing them, his tongue adopting the same glowing whiteness as his scales, making his mouth more than inviting to him. “Jeez man, stop teasing me man or I’m gonna smash that pretty face of yours.” grunted Dave, tightening his grip around Alexander’s cock, earning a low, excited growl in return. “Hey you did tease me a good bit too, now I’m more pent-up than you can imagine.” snorted Alexander, “Maybe I should stuff your mouth shut again to prevent you from complaining that much.” “That’s… a plan…” muttered Dave, as turned on as scared by his friend’s words, curious to see how rough he could get. “Am I to understand that as a yes?” he interrogated, a broad, devious smile curling his lips. “Maybe…” shyly muttered Dave, embarrassed by his own, unexpected, uncontrollable neediness, breaking the eye contact with Alexander, his gaze instinctively homing onto his juicy cock like a fly attracted to a bright light. “Well… perhaps you’d even like to get the first round…” added Alexander, teasingly gyrating his hips, causing his member to sway and slap Dave’s furred belly. “Why not… thought that would require some… preparation… I mean… you’re quite… bigger than before…” “I think we can manage that.” reassured Alexander in a confident, comforting tone. “Actually, I think I know the perfect way.” Exclaimed Dave. “I think I’m having the same idea…” purred Alexander, trembling excitedly.

The two friends shared a smile and a knowing expression before Dave let go of the big cock, watching it throb and drip for a few more seconds, turning around, offering Alexander a gorgeous view of his rear. Alexander grinned, thrills of anticipation rushing down his spine, making his member flex and pulse with a renewed vigor, his gaze homed on the fur coated cheeks in between which laid Dave’s awaiting hole. His hands instinctively latched onto the two plump, soft, alluring cheeks, spreading them apart ever so slightly, revealing the tight, clenched ring of muscles, the mere vision of which had him drooling everywhere. On his side Dave was smiling just as broadly, his very bones shaking in anticipation, or perhaps due to the transformation taking a hold of them, he couldn’t tell, his tongue dashing over his lips as he laid eyes on the juicy, dripping cock waiting for him, on the verge of unloading all it’s pent up essence. The sensation of those strong, warm, furred hands resting on his rear sent jolts of excitement down his spine, his legs wobbling under him while his cheeks were parted, giving his friend full access to his entrance. One of his hands reached forward, wrapping around the thick, yellow, barbed cock, bringing the tip toward him, letting all the hot pre squirt on his face? Soaking his newly grown fur in a warm musky layer of clear lubricant. Qucikly glancing over his shoulder his gaze crossed Alexander’s, the two friends silently observing each other for a few long, unsure moments before nodding in a silent agreement.

His hand began working around the shaft, feeling how it reacted to his every touch, tensing and spurting copious amount of pre when he stroked or squeezed the sizeable length. His gaze drifted lower, coming upon his friend’s astonishingly larger balls nestled comfortably in their scaly sack, looking so plump and heavy, ripe with enough fresh cum to feed a city of hungry uys. That mere thought made him shudder, his tongue dashing over his lips in a sudden surge of carnal, ravenous hunger, lust blooming inside him as he slowly lowered himself. Alexander on his end tensed, moaning and cooing lowly, his body quaking in anticipation, his back arching under the spike of heat caused by Dave’s breath washing over his sensitive maleness, his own head coming closer to Dave’s backside, hesitant on what to chose, lusting over both his cock and hole, both ripe for the taking. He quickly made his choice, burying his face between the two rounded cheeks right as Dave’s lips kissed the head of his maleness, both of them breathing in the strong musk emanating from the other.

Both Dave and him shuddered in union, moaning loudly, trembling from head to toe, overtaken in sheer excitement, abandoning themselves to the burning lust boiling within them. Their tongues darted out in perfect sync, Dave’s slathering the wet tip in saliva, scooping some of the salty pre while Alexander’s eagerly lapped at the man’s tight, quivering hole, the strong muscles tightening and clenching beneath the ruthless assaults of his broad tongue. Both men moaned and tensed, adoring each other’s treatment, Alexander pressing his face harder against Dave’s rear, licking and massaging around his tightly clenched pucker, getting closer with each lick, feeling the muscular ring give way with each skilful lick. Dave in the meantime wasn’t standing idly by either, kissing and licking the thick, drenched tip with all he had, eagerly swallowing as much of the pre spewing out as possible, his hand dexterously stroking the thick shaft from base to top, teasing the sensitive barbs, earning more of that salty treat as his reward. Slowly, purposefully slowly he opened his mouth, guiding the large girth inside, his lips tightly sealed around the thick shaft, each powerful throb rattling his very bones, copious amounts of slick pre spurting directly on his tongue, too much for him to swallow, most of it oozing out, streaming down the lemon-colored member. Low, muffed growls echoed behind him, sending delightful shivers crawling along his skin, his fur uncontrollably raising from the dominant rumbling, his legs wobbling, his knees feeling suddenly weak. Alexander’s tongue ravenously licked and poked at his loosening entrance, weakening his defenses, relaxing his muscles with each caress of that broad tongue, smearing hot saliva over his pucker with each dash of his agile appendage until, in one swift yet forceful motion it sank in, eliciting a surprised gasp from Dave, inadvertently lurching forward, swallowing more of Alexander’s cock in the process.

The two shook in bliss, trading muffed moans and growls of pure pleasure, Dave taking inch after inch of the large, barbed maleness, noisily suckling and gulping down around the twitching cock stuffing his mouth full, the barbs tickling and grazing, his tongue and cheeks on their way in, causing him to tense and twitch uncontrollably. His predicament was made even worse with Alexander’s tongue now freely roaming inside him, wiggling its way deeper with a relative ease, his friend all too familiar with his anatomy, knowing which button to press to make him crumble. The smooth, slippery appendage rubbed and poked around his muscular passage, caressing and tickling his sensitive inner flesh with an astonishing dexterity, sending jolts of raw, untamed pleasure to wreck havoc in his body, each lick making his body tense and shudder uncontrollably, his muscles clenching tightly around the invading tongue, but not to keep him out, drawing him in deeper instead. Alexander smirked, burying his face in between his friend’s cheeks while, in a perfect sync, slamming his cock deep into the man’s mouth, swiftly slipping in his throat, his tongue stabbing deep in the tightly clenched hole, smearing saliva everywhere on the undulating walls. Dave gagged and gasped in surprise, unprepared for the sudden, rough thrust, finding his throat stuffed full of thick cock again, pre cascading down into his stomach while his hole was ruthlessly pleasured and stretched, Alexander focusing his attention on all his pleasurable spots, shockwaves of pleasure rocking his frame with an increasing force, making all remaining inhibitions go away, like many of those were left anyways, leaving only the mind boggling delight flowing in his veins.

Alexander knew his friend was loving it as much as he did, bobbing his head up and down the thick barbed shaft, matching the pace imposed by the transformed man, holding onto it for dear life as the sharp barbs scratched and grazed his tongue and throat, his rear clamping shut with an amazing force around the tongue prodding inside, pulling him deeper and deeper, as if trying to swallow him whole, begging for more, a request to which he was more than happy to comply. Alexander grinned, that thought sending a jolt of pleasure down his spine, his gaze shifting slightly from Dave’s crack down to his hanging ballsack and, right behind it his shaft, untouched, begging for attention, dripping a gooey mess of pre on his mostly pristine inky black fur, carrying an unusually strong but appealing scent. Now that he had seen it he couldn’t take his eyes off it, finding himself drooling inexplicably, salivating profusely, a lust-addled idea, at first a mere thought, growing in his mind, soon standing out over the clouded haze of his confused thoughts. One of his hand let go of Dave’s cheek, tracing down along his furred thigh, crawling it’s way toward his fuzzy sack, cupping the two surprisingly heavy orbs in his palm, rolling them around for a few seconds before shifting to his real target, wrapping his fur-coated hand around the thick, needy maleness bobbing before him, The sudden caress on his achingly hard cock had Dave’s hips bucking forward, grinding his stiff erection against the soft fur, spraying copious amounts of precum everywhere, low moans escaping past the tight seal of the large cock stuffing his mouth shut, his own hands rapidly stroking the thick pole of turgid flesh in gratitude, silently asking his friend to continue.

Alexander stared with a devious grin as his friend gave into the raw need blazing inside them just like he had not too long ago, stroking his rock-hard erection at a moderate pace while continuing to pleasure his friend’s hole, taking great pride in feeling his dick twitch and spurt more pre when he hit a sensitive spot, the strong muscles rhythmically clenching around him, keeping him tucked in the narrow tunnel. All along Dave continued bobbing his head up and down the large shaft, swallowing inch after inch in his throat, flinching from all the stimulations overpowering him, from the hand and tongue pleasuring him to the barbs tickling his sensitive inside of his mouth, pleasure jolting from all these places at the same time, forming a mind-blowing concoction of pleasure. Alexander’s tongue reached far and deep, lapping at places that hadn’t been previously touched, slathering his insides in warm spit, making it easier for him to thrust even deeper inside him, jabbing at a specific point in his anatomy, one that made him quake and tremble in utter delight every time he touched it, causing him to leak even more precum than before.

Suddenly, both of them were hit by a powerful tide of raw, wild pleasure, the same wave of heat as before enveloping them in an instant, causing them both to pant and moan uncontrollably. Alexander, overtaken by a powerful, irresistible surge of dominance, let out a low growl, slamming with all his might in the depth of Dave’s mouth, using the strength hidden in his newly formed paws to sheath himself fully for the first time. Dave shook from head to toe, finding his face pressed against Alexander’s slit, his hefty nuts slapping his forehead, his cock buried deep in his throat, so deep he had troubles believing he had taken it all. In the meantime, he reared himself against Alexander’s invading tongue, pressing himself against it, taking as much as he could of the swift, agile appendage inside him, triggering a spike of pleasure that led to him spraying thick pre everywhere, or perhaps it was cum, it was hard to tell. However, they could both tell that something else was happening, a thing that made them shudder in anticipation, something to which Alexander had a first-row seat to. Before him he could see Dave quiver and arch, his legs, resting on either side of him changing, shifting, reshaping in an awe-inspiring cacophony of cracking and merging bones. Before his very eyes he could see exactly what he had gone through mere minutes ago, the changes progressing in a downward fashion, first affecting his thighs, then his knees, changing the shape of his joints, giving him new stronger, more fitting muscles. Then came his ankles and his feet which quickly transformed, the articulations moving upward, pads growing in place of his soles, the two smallest toes merging, only leaving four. However the changes weren’t done as sharp talons burst from his toenails, splitting them in half like they had been made of paper, growing in length and curving inward, their edges razor-sharp, their color, at first an ivory white rapidly dying with the same light blue hue. In the meantime, a thicker patch of fluff grew from his ankles, looking lush and soft to the touch, leaving Alexander to wonder what it’s use was.

Sadly the transformation halted again, leaving the two trembling like leaves bristling in the winds, allowing Alexander time to marvel at his friend’s new features. As his gaze wandered around Dave’s backside an unexpected thought crossed his mind, one that made him frown in bewilderment, an idea so simple, so obvious he wondered how he could have missed it before. Was sexual pleasure triggering, or at least speeding up the changes? He had no clear answer to that but what he had experienced so far seemed to back up this theory, leading to a prospect he was more than eager to try. Dave, who was still trembling in a mix of flesh-ripping pain and drowning pleasure was reaching the same conclusion while he tested his newly transformed limbs, still clutching the thick barbed shaft, unconsciously drinking all he could from the source, letting the rest cascade down the lemon-yellow colored cock. With this new knowledge in mind, he resumed sucking on the tasty cock, his tongue madly dashing all over it’s surface, his lips sealed tight around the thick girth as he impaled himself on the massive length, his throat muscles enveloping the pulsing member in a snug embrace, massaging it from all sides at once. At the same time he gyrated his hips invitingly, rubbing his rear onto his friend’s unexpecting face, silently telling him to continue, his saliva-drenched anus clenching on the tongue still lodged in it. Alexander didn’t need to be told twice, thrusting his tongue deep into Dave’s hungry hole, jabbing at his prostate, causing the man to moan and tremble in pure delight. The hand still wrapped around Dave’s achingly hard member resumed stroking at a moderate pace, matching his licks, letting Dave handle the other side.

Pleasurable growls and moans echoed in the silent room, the scent of arousal so thick, so dense in the heavy air it became intoxicating for anyone else to breath in while the two males gave in their most carnal needs with lustful abandon, Dave greedily sucking and lapping on the large shaft, pressing his face against the moist slit, shuddering from the heated caress of the warmth radiating from, Alexander pleasuring both sides of his friend’s private parts, stroking and licking endlessly, massaging and caressing both ends at the same time, his tongue reaching deep in the tight, constricting passage, cradled by the undulating muscles, his hand fondling the needy cock twitching between his friend’s legs. They were both so close, the pressure in their loins so great it was a miracle they hadn’t burst already, the pleasure pounding in their veins so powerful it washed away all common sense and reason, leaving only a wild, uncontrollable crave aching to be settled. Yet, just like what Alexander had experienced before they found themselves held back, unable to cum, as if someone denied them that sweet relief, keeping them in a state of constant horniness and neediness, their balls churning out more cum that wasn’t allowed out. Yet despite this minor setback they didn’t care, continuing to ruthlessly pleasure each other, Alexander’s hand moving quickly up and down the stiff shaft, his tongue plowing at the tight, clenching hole, sending bursts of pleasure throughout Dave’s body while the man huffed and moaned up above, bobbing his head along the shaft, trying different techniques to make his friend go over the edge, taking various amounts of the madly throbbing cock into his mouth and throat, his ands reaching forward and fondling the heavy orbs nestled in their scaly pouch. Alexander could feel himself so close, right on the edge, about to unleash a torrent of cum into Dave’s mouth, just needing a bit more to go over the edge when suddenly he was hit by a violent surge of the purest, most gut-wrenching pain signaling the start of a new outburst of transformation. Before he could identify the precise source of it, he felt his hands become stiff, so stiff he could barely move them, his fingers losing all their dexterity, unable to maintain their grip around Dave’s throbbing rod. Bewildered he glanced down, freezing in utter shock, eyes bulging wide in disbelief; his fingers, or rather his hands in general were changing, reshaping, his knuckles merging and transforming. In amazement he witnessed as his fingers curled inward slightly, growing thicker and a bit shorter, two of them merging together, only leaving four, mirroring what had happened to his feet, thick, puffy yellow pads pushing their way out of his palm and fingertips, giving his hands, or rather his paws a rather awkward feeling. Large ominous claws burst from his nails, rapidly taking their place, their edges terrifyingly sharp, making him hesitant to even use his paws on something as fragile as Dave’s cock. Soon the changes spread to his arms, forcing them in a somewhat awkward position that limited his movements a bit but thankfully, nothing too serious, allowing him to continue what he was doing.

Dave on his end was in pretty much the same state, feeling his body transform again, watching in astonishment as his hands changed, each finger losing a knuckle, two of them getting stuck together, pressed inward until they only formed one, neon blue colored claws pushing their ways out of his fingertips, as sharp and deadly as they could get. His palm and arms in general mostly remained unchanged, except for increased muscle mass and strength, however not in impressive proportion. Yet one thing was different, a new addition that was quite hard to hide, located right below his elbows: two large fin-like protrusions made of a strange material curving backward, contrasting with his fur, standing out quite clearly from the rest. It took him a few seconds to confirm, a thrill of excitement running down his spine when he confirmed those were actual fins, fueling his already racing imagination further, wondering what he would be turning into exactly. However, there was no time to stop and marvel at the beauty of their transforming body, their needs were roaring at them, demanding all their attentions, the pent-up lust in their loins aching to be released, and, as he soon found out, the transformation was far from over, only halting for a brief but sweet respite.

Dave’s back suddenly arched, struck by a powerful jolt of pain so powerful his vision blurred for a moment, leaving him on the verge of fainting, the rush of pure suffering focusing on several spots along his spine, like his bones were trying to force their way out of him. Grimacing and contorting in place he could feel it, whatever it was, make it’s way toward his skin, carving it’s way through his flesh, reshaping it in it’s wake. Luckily his predicament was somewhat alleviated by Alexander’s rough yet affectionate treatment, his tongue digging deeper in his drenched, loosened hole, his warm, soft but clumsy paw caressing his cock in new, very pleasurable ways giving him enough pleasure to offset the pain. Alexander, from where he was saw what was happening, eyes glued to it, shaking in anticipation as two tents appeared under Dave’s skin, bulging outward until, at last what was growing beneath forced its way out. His eyes went wide in amazement and surprise, discovering a large shark-like dorsal fin protruding out in the sea of purple fur, extending out until it reached a respectable size. However, what caught his attention the most was below, right above Dave’s butt, the bump growing there seeming different from the other, like his spine was lengthening in some way. His assumption was soon proven right as a small protrusion began growing right before him, extending outward right at the end of Dave’s spine, at first narrow but rapidly thickening with each inch it gained. He couldn’t believe it, even though the thing was literally resting on top of his head, using it as a makeshift support, it’s smooth surface sliding seamlessly in his hairs, so amazing, so incredible that he couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous. Dave had a tail and quite a big one at that, extending outward from his lower back, made of scales or fur, it was hard to tell, appearing to be quite muscular as well as agile and prehensile from the way it swayed and flexed above him, the tip resting behind him along the couch’s side. Cautiously he reached up with a paw, softly caressing the slick surface, left speechless by what he was faced with, finding that long, sinuous tail as amazing as it was out of place, standing out among the fur. He watched quietly as the long tail grew thicker, more muscular, swaying more widely, offering him furtive glimpse of it’s entire length, the colors matching the previously defined pattern, purple on the top, white on the bottom almost all the way to the tip, the same blueish markings adorning the tip. Speaking of the tip, without a warning it tensed, splitting in half, the tow newly formed ends extending out in opposite directions, forming a strange curve that resembled a fin of some sort, rapidly gaining span and thickness as it grew, forming what could only be described as a large, shark tailfin. In the meantime, smaller fins sprang out along the entire length, a larger one at the base of the growing tail, two small ones on either side at about halfway down the lengthy tail, and lastly a small one right before the large tailfin.

Alexander stared in shock and disbelief at the impressive tail swaying right above his head, the fins slicing through the air mere inches away from him, leaving him admittedly a bit envious, loving that part already, wondering what would come next. He fortunately didn’t have to wait long, Dave’s cock suddenly pulsing and twitching in his grasp, seemingly engorging with a new influx of blood. Not wanting to lose a single second he pulled his tongue out of Dave’s stretched, lubed hole, watching the muscular tunnel quiver and clench on emptiness, noting that the inner flesh there had adopted the same bright blue color as his claws, offering him an unmissable view of his insides. Dave squeaked in protest, his words muffed by the thick cock still locking his mouth shut, left empty and needy, so close to his peak, still shaken by the unexpected burst of transformation, the substances they had taken working in strange ways. However, his complains was soon silenced as he was pulled backward with an incredible force, Alexander’s paws wrapping around his legs and yanking him with such ease it felt like he weighed nothing. Glancing back behind his shoulders he realized he couldn’t see his friend anymore, his tail now blocking most of the view, only one of his paws remaining in sight, keeping his tail held high enough to leave his anus exposed, however he didn’t need to see him to know where he was. A broad tongue suddenly grazed the underside of his shaft, going from the very tip, all the way down to the base, even as far as his orbs, leaving him shivering and cooing in bliss. A wide grin grew on his lips, at least as wide as it could with that thick member keeping him busy, understanding fully well what Alexander was trying to achieve, resuming his work on the turgid erection still pulsing and squirting pre down his throat, his lips bucking wildly forward from what was being done to his overstimulated shaft.

Alexander, meanwhile, down below had his eyes homed on his prize, his tongue dragging along the smooth, pre-soaked surface of Dave’s cock, sampling all the fluids he could, finding the flavor saltier, stronger than before, but very much to his liking, observing in excitement the twitching length throb and bob right over him, squirting pre all over his chest fur. He knew, from the way his member pulsed and shook that he was as pent-up as him, but above all, that the fun part was right around the corner, making him salivate in uncontained anticipation. Reaffirming his grip on Dave’s rump he guided the leaky member toward his mouth, letting it squirt warm pre over his lips for some time before allowing it in, cradling it in on his tongue. Dave above him groaned in bliss, thrusting his hips wildly, shoving his full length in the heated, sloppy oral cavity, burying himself almost fully inside the hot mouth sheltering his needy cock. Luckily Alexander was prepared for that, taking it without as much as a huff of complain, swallowing it all eagerly, letting his tongue slather the whole member in warm, slippery saliva, each throb reverberating throughout his whole mouth while spurt after spurt of thick pre gushed out from the tip, pooling in the back of his mouth. He grinned, diligently taking care of Dave’s hard boner, his tongue dashing all over his smooth, warm length, playing with the foreskin a bit, happily guzzling the pre streaming out of the tip, the rest oozing out at the corner of his lips, listening to the alluring melody of his friend’s moans and coos. In the meantime, his hands reached up, wrapping around Dave’s haunches,  one of them venturing closer to his newly formed tailhole, pushing the thick tail out of the way, cautiously teasing the saliva-drenched pucker with a claw, earning a panicked yelp in response. Yet, despite their apprehension they found the claws relatively harmless even with how clumsy Alexander with them, the sharp talon sliding in the tight, clenching hole with ease, eliciting a sharp moan of surprise from Dave, causing him to slam back into the paw, taking more than just the claw tip.

Alexander, now with his paws and mouth busy, got to work, sucking and teasing his friend from both sides at once, offering him a constant flow of raw pleasure, his clawed finger sinking deeper, helped greatly by the generous amount of spit he had deposited inside, his mouth tightly sealing around the thick pulsing cock, milking it for everything it was worth. As he did so he could clearly see and feel Dave’s maleness change, thickening and lengthening with each powerful throb rolling through it, the tip poking at the back of his throat. However, this was only the beginning, in seconds the foreskin enveloping his member started pulling back much further than is usually would, exposing inch after inch of turgid, engorging flesh, the texture changing, becoming smoother, slicker, the tip bloating, swelling at the base, the very tip extending forward, reshaping, becoming pointier. Before long the new arrow shaped tip slipped in his throat with an unbelievable ease, each throb of the transforming member increasing it’s length and girth, thick veins bulging all over it’s surface, adding new texture to the growing shaft. Purring deeply, shaking excitedly Alexander continued to suck and lick all over Dave’s cock, not loosing a single second of the mutation, eager to see what would come next, his eyes homed on his crotch where the foreskin had stopped pulling back, forming something along the lines of a sheathe around his fleshy rod. The skin there seemed to thicken, growing thin, fuzzy fur, enveloping the base in a protective layer, leaving most of the flesh exposed as it grew even bigger. In amazement he stared as dots began materializing right before his eyes, bearing a striking purplish color, the spots growing in size until they covered the entirety of the visible surface and probably much more.

But it wasn’t all, far from that in fact, the already sizeable member continuing to grow in both length and girth, stretching further down his throat, Dave, up above, not remaining still anymore, thrusting in and out at a moderate pace, allowing him to see more of his transforming maleness, confirming his assumption that it had fully taken on that new purple hue. All of a sudden he noticed a sudden and unexpected shift, his tongue coming across a strange rift cutting the member in half right down the middle. A quick glance confirmed what he had noticed; a narrow line was developing all the way to the base of his cock, leaving him wondering what its use was. He soon got his answer as the rift grew larger, forming a deepening crevice in his cock, pulling further apart with each powerful throb rocking his member, both sides shaping into a nice, rounded curve. His lust-fogged brain barely had time to make sense of what was happening that, without warning, his friend’s cock split in half right down the middle, eliciting a confused squawk from him, the two halves pushing further apart with each passing second, stuffing his mouth and throat in new, unexpectedly pleasurable ways. His curious tongue swiftly slithered between the two growing members, observing that none carried any trace that could have, at one point, told that they were only one, both sides quickly reshaping to form two distinct shafts, both more than big enough to please anyone, both squirting copious amounts of pre down his throat. The sudden mutation didn’t stop at his cock, even touching his appearing sheath, enveloping both in a protective layer of furred skin, bringing the finishing touch to the transformation, or so he thought. His intrigued, curious eyes suddenly froze, frowning in surprise upon discovering another new thing, a chill of excitement running down his spine; two bumps were making their appearance on either side of both cocks, rapidly engorging under a new rush of fresh blood. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what it was, a knot, and a rather sizeable one, one that would make sure they’d remain lodged in for a good long time, ensuring a proper breeding, guaranteeing that all the cum he spilled would remain inside. He couldn’t take his eyes off it, watching with a drooling maw as the two orbs inflated, filling up until they reached an impressive apple size, both slapping his face with every thrust.

At last the transformation seemed to halt yet again, coming to a rather abrupt stop, leaving more aroused than they previously were and still as close to the edge. Dave, coming down from the powerful, mind-consuming spike of pure pleasure provoked by the transformation was proud of his new, twin cocks, adoring how sensitive they both were, sensing the large knot adorning their base, ready t tie whatever hole he decided fancied. And hump he did, thrusting fast and deep into the heated, sloppy mouth, shoving both members in the awaiting throat, trembling in utter bliss from the way the tongue rubbed against his shafts, how the throat clamped shut around them, squishing them together down the narrow passage, milking them for all they had. In the meantime, he resumed bobbing his head up and down Alexander’s massive meaty pole, taking it all the way down to the base, gagging and gasping slightly on the literal torrent of pre flooding his mouth each time he pulled out, his stomach as full as after a good meal, a paw reaching down, cradling the two hefty orbs, giving them a gentle squeeze, trying to extract the tasty, fertile juices tucked away inside them. Both males gave in the torrents of lust flowing inside them, their needs blazing, searing heat coursing inside them, the pressure building in their balls soaring to new levels, preparing to unleash the most powerful orgasm they had ever experienced. Both doubled down on each other’s shaft, using their lips, tongue and throat to bring more pleasure to the other, Alexander’s tongue poking out and teasing one of the engorged knots, earning a sharp, lustful growl and a much more forceful thrust in return while Dave’s own appendage slithered between the barbs lining his shaft, teasing each of them in turn, receiving thick spurts of gooey pre down his stuffed throat as well as deep, rough thrusts forcing the entire member in his mouth.

They continued like this for some time, maybe seconds, minutes, hours perhaps, whatever the truth was they couldn’t tell nor did they care about it, too enthralled to care about such matters, oblivious to the world around them, lucking and sucking greedily on each other’s shaft, pre and saliva streaming freely from both sides while deep throaty rumbling growls and low moans echoed in the quiet room, the couch cracking and squeaking beneath them. Finally, they were on the verge of cumming, the pressure rising to new, unknown, and painful levels, each doubling their efforts to reach their respective peak, both of them trembling from head to toe, shaken by tremors of wild lust, their back arching, their hips bucking furiously, their cocks throbbing and jumping madly, desperate for release. Alexander was the first to go over the edge, firmly pressing his strong paws against the couch, claws digging in the soft fabric with a terrifying ease as he thrust his hips upward, ramming his full length down Dave’s throat, his member twitching and pulsing wildly until, with a loud, earth-shattering roar that astonished even him, he came. Cum surged through his tensing rod, the barbs flaring, grabbing onto whatever they could, his member stiffening with each passing second right before a powerful geyser of thick, potent, sticky seed erupted from his tip, flooding Dave’s already full stomach. Low gurgles and gulps could be heard as his sizeable load was forcibly dumped down his friend’s throat, Dave’s lust-clouded eyes bursting wide open in sheer shock and disbelief, his hand clutching Alexander’s legs, holding onto them to not be blasted away by the humongous force of his orgasm, unable to stop the outpour of creamy semen cascading down his throat. The first blast of seed had barely finished that already another strong spurt of seed gushed out from the tip, painting the insides of his throat and his stomach white, Alexander still weakly thrusting, moving his shaft a few inches at a time the flared, hardened barbs scraping along his sensitive throat, sending a strange blend of pleasure and pain down his spine.

The sudden, violent, powerful orgasm was enough to throw him over the edge, his body working on auto pilot, pulling out until only his twin tips remained on Alexander’s tongue, squirting thickening pre everywhere, before, in one swift, slamming all the way in, forcing both knots in Alexander’s ready mouth, his heavy nuts pressing against his friend’s face. Powerful tremors shook his entire frame, his toes curling inward, his tails swishing widely as he ground himself as deep as he could into the tight, seed like molten lava rushing toward his achingly hard cocks, quivering, constricting throat, Alexander’s tongue coiling around his twin, throbbing erections, squeezing them one last time, drawing the last drops of pre out., rubbing against the two swollen knots now tying them together. It was all Dave needed, pulling away from the large cock stuffing his throat, shooting thick ropes of scalding hot cum in his hungry belly, throat and mouth, throwing his head back and, in perfect sync with the first, mighty gush of cum bursting from both his swollen dicks, cried out in raw, orgasmic delight to the ceiling, the sound he made resembling a loud, bone-chilling of a wolf in the depth of night. He stayed like this for a while, perfectly immobile, only lightly shivering in utter bliss, skyrocketing pleasure causing his mind to blank, unaware that he was still perfectly aligned with the convulsing cock, oblivious to the geysers of thick, sticky semen splashing all over his face, neck and chest, coating them in a gooey, pearlescent blanket, drenching his fur in Alexander’s manly, enticing, potent musk. In the meantime thick essence gushed out of his two bloated members, spraying everywhere inside Alexander’s mouth and throat, cascading straight down into his stomach. The flavor was unlike anything he had ever experienced, intense, salty, unusually strong, carrying tastes he didn’t know about, feeling rich, fertile, perfect for the purpose it was designed for. With the two, fully engorged knots locked between his jaws, keeping him in place Alexander had no other choice than to hold still, a task he was more than willing to comply with, using his tongue to rub and massage the rapidly pulsing maleness, collecting as much semen as possible, adamant to waste a single drop of it, his throat rhythmically tightening around the tips each time he swallowed, drawing even more cum out. Dave, after a few seconds of getting his face showered in cum seemed to snap out of his trans-like state, diving down for the still spraying member, opening his mouth wide before aiming the stream of pearly essence in, gulping and gagging noisily as he tried to swallow as much as possible, holding the wildly jumping shaft with both hands, a river of cum streaming from his open mouth. Realizing that this solution wasn’t working he took back the member in his ravenous maw, taking inch after inch, greatly help By Alexander’s wildly bucking hips shoving his throbbing cock deeper, his tongue dashing all over the turgid surface, playing with the barbs. In no time they were back in their original position, both feasting on each other’s impressive load, letting the thick, virile essence inundate their bellies, loud gulping and gasping sound intertwining with low muffed moans and growls of utter delight, letting everyone in range know what was happening.

This went on for quite a while, their orgasm lasting far longer than what it would have if they were still humans, cum continuously gushing out of their stiff cock, sending blissful shockwaves into their spent bodies, their balls seeming able to provide an endless supply of this thick, potent essence, constantly churning out a new batch for them to spill. Yet, even like this their orgasm died down eventually, the mighty gushes of pure, white semen slowly becoming nothing more than a weak trickle lazily oozing out of their slightly softening member. Alexander’s barbs retracted slightly while Dave’s knots deflated like pierced balloons, allowing both to withdraw, which they did, both panting, trembling and gasping for breath, their mouth, tongue, teeth and throat painted white in cum. The last few drops of seed squirted out of their shaft, landing on each other’s face, slowly trailing down their fur, or getting caught up in it. The two males kept their eyes glued to the other’s maleness, marveling at it, loving to see it coated in streaks of cum and spit, satisfied of their jobs, lusting for it again, craving for more. Alexander’s tongue extended out of his parted maw, dragging along the underside of each cock one last time, scooping the remainders of his friend’s spent load, purring in delight when the strong aroma invaded his mouth again, sending a jolt of pure, wild, untamed desire down his spine. Dave on his end shook from the unexpected affection, responding by gently stroking the thick, yellow shaft, eliciting a low elated coo from his friend and a sharp squirt of pre.

“Wow… that was… pretty intense…” panted Dave, shaking like a leaf, letting go of Alexander’s meaty cock, letting his gaze wander all over his body and himself discovering the extent of the changes he had undergone. He was especially happy with what he was packing, Alexander undoubtedly beat him in terms of raw size but having two dicks more than made up for it, especially since each was gifted with a thick knot. Cautiously he rose to a sitting position, not immediately realizing that his rear was pressed against his friend’s face while his curious gaze traveled all around his body, discovering the long fins protruding from his arms and back, the lengthy tail swaying behind him, the sharp claws adorning each of his fingers, satisfied with the result. “Yeah, that was great.” admitted Alexander once Dave had removed his rear from his face, watching as his friend turned around, sitting on his broadened, fluffy chest, his twin shafts pulsing eagerly, as hard as before, beads of pre dangling from both tips, “Gotta say you were really pent-up.” “You’re one to talk!” retorted Dave, playfully poking his friend’s sizeable erection, “Never thought you’d cum that much.” “Me neither but hey, that was fun.” chuckled Alexander, glancing down at the mess they made, “Also didn’t expect you to grow two cocks like that.” “Jealous?” taunted Dave, a cocky grin plastered across his face, a paw traveling down and wrapping around his newly grown members, tantalizingly stroking them. “With what I’ve got you bet. I’m not gonna complain since I get to have the biggest for once.” “Fair.” shrugged Dave, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks. “Though I’ll give you that they’re pretty great.” complimented Alexander, “How does it feel to have a knot?” “It’s great man, you have no idea.” “I can imagine.” chuckled Alexander, not as envious as he thought he would be. “Your barbs are pretty cool too,” complimented Dave, “At first I thought they were gonna shred me but they felt great too.” “I’m glad you liked them.” A short but heavy silence fell between the two mostly transformed friends, only interrupted by nervous giggles and the creaking of the couch under their squirming bodies, both of them unsure of what to do next, fully aware of how horny they were yet unwilling to be the one to speak it out loud. “So… what do we do now?” enquired Dave, breaking the thickening silence at last. “Well… depends…” let out Alexander, “we could always take a break but… from what I see from here I’d say it’s not an option.” he added with a devious grin, waving at both their achingly hard and dripping cocks. “Definitely not.” approved Dave, vigorously nodding his head. “So, I guess it only leaves one option.” “You really wanna do it?” interrogated Dave, his voice trembling with uncertainty. “Sure, I mean, don’t you?” “You bet your ass I do but I mean… you’re… much bigger than you used too and… from what I’ve seen earlier I’m sure it’s gonna be a very… rough and… wild ride…” let out Dave, unconsciously shuddering in excitement, his members stiffening as he spoke those words. “As if you didn’t like when I go rough on you.” retorted Alexander, his grin only widening, “besides from what I’ve seen, you’ve become pretty stretchy down there, I’m certain you can handle all of me now.” “If you say so…” muttered Dave, his pinkish blush darkening to a redder hue, “So… does it mean you want the first turn?” “Is it that obvious, besides you’re already prepped.” “True…” mumbled Dave, tail uncontrollably swishing behind him, showing how eager he truly was despite his apprehension, “but don’t think you’re gonna be the only one on top, I’m getting some ass too.” “I Wouldn’t want it otherwise. So how do you wanna do it?” asked Alexander, claws curling inward in anticipation, “you wanna be on top or on the bottom?” “I don’t know man, I mean, both sound so hot…” murmured Dave, looking down at his friend, feeling the warmth radiating from his cock right behind him. He liked both prospects equally, the thought of riding that thick shaft while being in control as appealing as being on the submissive side, letting Alexander ravage him the way he pleased.

As he was pondering all available option a new idea came up in his mind, steadily growing more appealing until it made itself clear to him that it was what he truly desired. “You know, I’m thinking about something.” “What is it?” enquired Alexander, raising a quizzical eyebrow. “We’ve been sitting on that couch for… probably a good long time.” explained Dave, directing Alexander’s attention toward the window where the lighting had changed, indicating that the afternoon was well on it’s way toward evening, the sun lowering toward the horizon. “That’s a good point.” admitted Alexander, noting that his new body was quite stiff from sitting around so much, his muscles aching for some action. “See, so how about we get up a bit, get a feel for how it all works and…” proposed Dave, deliberately withholding the last part of his sentence. “I like where this is going.” exclaimed Alexander excitedly, eyes sparkling in approval. “Perfect!” replied Dave, shifting his position, resting his feet paws rest on the ground for the very first time, the contact of his sensitive pads against the smooth, cool flooring material, the sensation much more alien than he anticipated, picking much more details than what he used to when walking barefoot, this discovery sending an amazed thrill throughout his body, shaking every fiber of his being.

With the most extreme caution he got up, holding himself to whatever he could, all of that under the watchful eye of his friend ready to jump in at any moment if he faltered. Luckily his muscles, articulations, his limbs in general worked as intended, slowly, carefully lifting him off the couch, the amazing ease with which his new limbs obeyed his every commands astounding him, as if it had all been normal to him, as if all of this had always been his to master. Yet once fully up some problems started to appear, mostly the issue of balance, his brain and body, not used to the digitigrade stance having a hard time to keep him steady. Making it worse was his tail, constantly wagging and swaying around, the extra limb, although it was his to control requiring extra attention to keep in check. The first step was especially arduous, his legs wobbling beneath him, his paws uncertain on the smooth, slippery floor, his broad tailfin almost smashing into Alexander’s face but, fortunately, he succeeded in staying up. After a few more steps, going to the nearest wall and back to the couch he found himself stable enough to attempt walking without supporting himself to the closest furniture. To his own disbelief his body and mind quickly adjusted to his new self, and even though he was still a bit unsure and clumsy in his motions, like a kid learning to walk, he managed to stroll around the room without ever falling once, although his tail threatened to knock something off on multiple occasions. All of that happened under the absolutely amazed, sparkling, yellow eyes of Alexander, his jaws gaping on a blank cry of shock and disbelief, impressed by how quickly his friend got the hang of it all.

“Damn, from here it looks so easy.” he whistled, impressed, anxious to try it for himself. “It’s not as simple as it may seem but yeah it feels, really natural, just gotta practice a little.” responded Dave, cautiously grabbing an empty glass on the kitchen counter, gasping in panic when the fragile transparent material began cracking in his grasp, prompting him to quickly let go of it, amazed by his new strength, a force he didn’t expect nor controlled. “Wow, hey don’t break anything!” shouted Alexander, peeking over the couch’s backrest, eyes bursting wide open when Dave delicately dropped the almost broken glass. “Sorry, I don’t control it.” muttered Dave embarrassedly. “It’s fine.” reassured Alexander, although he was quite worried by what he had just witnessed, “You know what, I guess I’m gonna give it a try.” “Sure, thing, I’ll be waiting for you.” Invitingly retorted Dave, leaning against the counter, lifting his rear up, gyrating his hips in an enticing way, his tail swaying widely, exposing, for brief periods of time, his saliva-glistening hole, clenching and quivering impatiently, asking to be filled.

Alexander, following the same cautious steps as his friends slowly got up, making sure his large paws were firmly planted on the ground before attempting anything. Once he was sure he wouldn’t fall he rose up, however, almost immediately a plethora of unforeseen problems materialized before them, the most concerning of which was Alexander’s lack of a tail, making balancing himself even harder, resulting in him falling back down heavily on the couch on his first attempt. A few more, unsuccessful but pricelessly hilarious attempts later he managed to stand up without toppling over into a mess of limbs, staying there, rather unsteadily, struggling to find his balance. After a minute or so like this he dared taking a cautious step forward, wobbling dangerously but managing to remain upright. Amazingly he quickly got around to learning how his new body worked, though he still needed to hold onto something, forced to lean forward ever so slightly to hold himself in a stable pose. Slowly he made his way toward Dave, each step more determined, more assured than the last, following this trend until he was standing right behind him, at arm’s reach, cautiously extending a hand, or rather a paw forward, resting his padded palm on his friend’s appealing rear. Dave shivered in excitement, warmth seeping under his fur, spreading throughout his whole frame as the broad, strong paw trailed toward his hole, sneaking under his thick, wagging tail, pushing it out of the way. Glancing over his shoulder he discovered his friend, his gaze homed onto his prize, a light of pure desire burning in his yellow irises, is tongue impatiently dashing over his lips, his sizeable erection bobbing before him, pre already trickling from the tip, slithering down the slick length, slaloming between the barbs, tracing down his scaly sack. He couldn’t take his eyes off it, lust blooming inside him, this unquenchable crave clawing at him, aching for that appetizing member, needing it so badly. Unconsciously he bent forward even more, raising his rear in the air, rocking his hips invitingly, his tail raised high to offer his friend the best view he could, the large tailfin hanging on the side next to him.

Alexander grinned, not needing to be told twice, taking the final step forward, his paw spreading the furred cheeks apart, fully exposing Dave’s awaiting, puckered entrance, his large cock sliding in the narrow gap, missing the mark by a wide margin, grinding against the quivering hole, feeling it twitch and clamp eagerly under him. Dave let out a coo of arousal, his body quaking, legs wobbling in anticipation and apprehension, his body acting without his command, rearing back into the thick, heated pole of pulsing flesh, rubbing it between his cheeks, earning a low rumbling growl of approval in response. Alexander’s remaining free hand reached down, wrapping around his hardened length, giving it a gentle stroke, watching as pre oozed from his tip, dripping down on and around the awaiting hole, smearing clear lubricant everywhere. After a few seconds he moved his focus away, using his thick shaft to slap the plump cheeks displayed before him, observing as Dave shuddered and staggered under the rough though somewhat gentle impacts, his claws curling inward, digging slightly into the floor and furniture. He grinned satisfied with what he saw, unable to hold his boiling desire any longer, lowering his dick until the pointy tip poked at the tight entrance, pressing against the tightly clenched pucker, soaking it in warm, slippery pre, watching it give way after just a gentle nudge, happily welcoming him inside.

“Ready?” he enquired, closing the narrow gap between them, his furred chest kissing Dave’s back, his paws resting on either side of his friend’s, his tip pushing in ever so slightly, causing Dave’s back to arch and his insides to clamp shut around him. “You bet your ass I’m ready.” chuckled Dave, trembling from head to toe, his own members throbbing with renewed vigor, dashing streaks of pre over the side of the counter, sensing the large member, larger than anything he had taken before, slowly pushing it’s way inside him, the pointed tip spreading him wide open with a terrifying ease. “Good, good.” replied Alexander, a chill of excitement running down his spine, blood rushing to his cock with a more powerful throb than ever, “I’d rather ask cause… I’m not sure I’m gonna be able to hold back once I start.” he warned, his tone full of unspoken doubts and concerns. “That’s alright, I’m ready for it.” reassured Dave in a comforting tone, “Besides, you said it yourself, I’m more stretchy back there now, so give me all you got and don’t hold back. I wanna feel the animal inside you.” he added with a tantalizing half purr, half growl, grinding against the member trying to slide in. Alexander’s eyes lit up with a wild, lustful glow, his irises shining bright like wildfires, his grip on the counter’s edge reaffirming as he pulled back, removing what little of his cock had snuck into Dave’s hole, only to give one, powerful thrust.

A sharp cry of pain and pleasure combined shattered the relative quiet of the room, soon joined by a low, deep throaty growl, Dave’s claws cutting deeply into the rather soft material the countertop was made of, leaving jagged lines in it as Alexander’s shaft sank deep inside him, forcing it’s way inside the still tight passage, forcing it to accommodate to his impressive girth. Despite how well-lubed they both were the first penetration still sent jolts of pain surging from his spread hole, the wave of pure suffering making his vision blurry and his legs weak, only managing to stay up thanks to the large pillar stuffed inside his rear. Alexander, fully aware of his friend’s predicament and, despite the boiling breeding urge he had been trying to resist, remained perfectly still, huffing and growling from how tight the hole was, crushing his maleness in the constricting embrace of protesting muscles, squeezing him in ways that made it even harder to resist the desire to mate. Slowly, extremely slowly Dave’s passage adjusted to the large member resting inside him, relaxing enough for Alexander to resume thrusting, happily doing so, but at a slow pace. Cautiously he pulled out, watching inch after inch of his yellow rod pop out of the gaping hole, halting when only the very tip remained nestled inside, a small rivulet of pre already streaming out from the stretched orifice. Then, with the same care and gentle ness he sank in, pushing one inch at a time, stopping when the pressure around his shaft became too much, allowing his friend time to relax and get used to him. After a while he was back where he had started, about a third of his total length nestled in the tight, clenching hole, massaged on all sides by the undulating walls, coaxing more pre out than Dave’s mouth and throat. Slowly he began pulling away again, his barbs dragging along the sensitive walls, sending delightful sparkles of pleasure in both of them, stopping once almost fully out and thrusting in again, this time a bit more rapidly. The pain quickly subsided, washed away by a powerful, all consuming tide of pure pleasure, a torrent of bliss rolling into Dave’s body, making him crave for more. Alexander quickly found his pace, managing to keep things slow for the moment, listening to the alluring melody of moans and coos spilling from Dave’s parted maw as he bucked his hips harder and faster, sinking inch after inch in the tight depth of the transformed man’s anatomy. Warm pre mixed with the already present saliva, forming a slippery concoction that made it easier for him to hump and more enjoyable for Dave.

With each thrust he buried a bit more of himself into the tight passage, watching with utter satisfaction as his sizeable erection was swallowed into the eager tunnel, Dave beginning to buck back each time he thrust, each time impaling himself a bit more on the massive boner. Every time he buried himself in Dave’s inner muscles enveloped him in a tight yet smug embrace, caressing, rubbing and squeezing his shaft from all sides, trying to extract all the juices it contained, making him spill copious amounts of pre, fluids that leaked out once he pulled out, pooling on the floor between them. The two males were in heaven, although they had done it on many occasions in the past it was a brand-new experience, as if discovering, or rather rediscovering each other, loving each instant spent like this. Dave’s moans grew louder as Alexander picked up the pace, bucking his hips a bit faster, harder, going deeper with each thrust, plowing his already gaping hole, sinking deeper inside him, to depth nobody had ever been before. The barbs lining his length would scrape against his sensitive inner flesh every time he pulled out, causing a bit of pain in the process, thankfully the pleasure he felt was enough to offset the slight discomfort. Slick pre gushed deep in his hole, flooding his insides with it’s searing warmth, each throb sending another batch of heated lubricant deep in his guts, most of it streaming back out as the thick cock plugging his hole withdrew, cascading down his thighs, but some of it would remain inside him, pooling in his belly, sloshing around whenever Alexander’s rougher thrust rocked his being, making him feel nice and full, even though it was only the beginning. Alexander’s paws left the countertop, instead resting on his chest, the warm pads fondling his soft fur, eliciting low purrs from him as they traveled down, following the curve of his belly, one of them stopping there, feeling as his cock slammed in on the other side, forming a small tent under his skin, spewing more and more pre inside. After a moment both settled onto his haunches, firmly gripping them, holding tightly, securing him in place, making sure he wouldn’t be able to move without permission.

A shudder of excitement ran down his spine, the warning more than clear to him, bracing himself in anticipation as he knew the real fun was about to begin. Alexander, behind him grinned toothily, eyes glazed with lust, observing idly while he pulled out in a torrent of clear pre, made even more excited by the way the loosened hole tugged at him, trying to hold him in, loving how Dave tensed and quivered under him, his insides tickled by the barks covering his cock. Furthermore, all the pre he had been spilling inside had made it so soft, smooth and slick that he could thrust without fear of harming his friend’s delicate inner flesh, telling him that now was time to unleash the beast trapped inside him, clawing, trashing against the walls of it’s prison, desperate to come out. Reaffirming his grip on the haunches in front of him he widened his stance slightly in an effort to give himself better leverage, gathering all the strength in his muscles and, with all his might slammed in. Their cries of raw pleasure echoed, intertwined in the silent room, loud enough to make the very foundations of the building tremble, Dave’s body jolted by the sudden, rough penetration, moreover, even though he was prepared he couldn’t help but stagger forward, his very bone shaken by how powerful this thrust had been. Above all he could feel that Alexander’s cock was much deeper than it ever had been poking at his guts from inside, pushing against his belly, forming a nicely-sized bulge in which copious amounts of precum were pouring, making his belly swell delightfully. Over two third of the impressive maleness of his friend were nestled inside him but he was left no time to adjust to them, Alexander already pulling out, immediately ramming back inside with a wet squelching sound. They moaned and growled in union, shaking with each forceful thrust, Alexander going fast and deep, sinking more and more of his turgid member inside, poking at his belly each time, the thick pre leaking at a near constant rate from his tip poking inside when it wasn’t rushing back out with his member. In the meantime pre spurted out from both of Dave’s cocks, splattering all over the furniture and floor before him, stimulated by the ruthless pounding of his prostate, the large member pressing all his buttons at once, overwhelming him with unstoppable waves of pleasure, his mind crumbling into a lustful frenzy, reason and logic thrown out the window, leaving only the burning desire.

Alexander kept going, thrusting harder and faster, reaching deeper each time he sank in until, at last his ears were delighted with the sound of their hips noisily slapping, his new, extremely sensitive slit smacking the drenched, puckered entrance, this simple contact sending a powerful tremor of pleasure into his body, the joy of being fully sheathed inside only matched by his amazement. Glancing down his eyes could only confirm what his body was telling him, his scales brushing against the soft fur covering Dave’s cheeks, his hungry hole clenching down hard around his girth. Curious he remained like this, instead wiggling a bit, gyrating his hips, grinding against the warm fur, his cock poking around inside his friend’s ravaged hole, touching places it had never been to. Dave, beyond the shroud of lust clouding his eyes and brain was equally impressed, never imagining he would be able to take it all, and yet here it was, tucked away inside him, pulsing rapidly, squirting viscous pre seed inside him, filling his belly with each spurt, flooding him with warmth and happiness. His legs shook below him, on the verge of giving way, yet he held on, bracing for the next round, expecting much more. And he was right, satisfied with his little experiment Alexander pulled out again, adopting a much faster and rougher pace, pounding away at his used hole low growls vibrating in his throat, his panting breath speeding up, his hips rhythmically slapping Dave’s cheeks when he humped his alluring butt, pre streaming from both sides of his friend, mixing in a growling pool between their feet. Dave’s eyes rolled back into their sockets, his mind blanking as the real session started, pleasure skyrocketing, soaring each time he was impaled on the massive, barbed cock, his own bobbing and spraying pre like broken faucets, his belly bulging under the relentless push of that pointed tip, the heavy scaly balls of his friend smashing against his own, the loud slapping noises intertwining with the wet squelching sound their mating made, filling their ears with an appealing music that encouraged them to go even faster, harder and rougher. Speaking had mostly become impossible for them, only growls and groans leaving their gaping mouth by this point, yet those guttural sounds were more than enough to be understood, enticing each other, begging them to go faster, harder, deeper, to fill them with all the seed they had. Alexander, in his lust-crazed state was happy to comply, shifting his stance again, grabbing his friend’s shoulder, asserting his dominance over him, wildly bucking inside him, in torrents of precum, thoroughly ravaging his insides.

Nevertheless, despite the ravenous crave taking up most of the available space in their heads, they were both fully aware that something else was happening, something they had been itching for, for so long, awaken, stimulated by their rough, savage session. Dave could feel himself getting close; however, what had his attention was instead a now familiar rush of heat and bliss rising inside him, converging toward his neck. A gleeful smile curled his lips as he threw his head back, letting out the loudest of all moans, staring at the ceiling blankly, as if it wasn’t even there. To his own dismay his moans turned into something more animalistic, a howl of some sort, yet not quite like one, stuck somewhere in an awkward in-between. He had no time to investigate this tiny detail, the familiar wave of heat washing over him, accompanied by a dull ache spreading through his skull, resembling the beginning of a headache. It was like someone was massaging his face, kneading his very skin, trying to mold it like clay, as if attempting to give it a new shape, causing him a great deal of discomfort. With each second the uncomfortable sensation enveloped his entire head, crawling over his bones, covering every square inch of his being, the dull ache now becoming harder to ignore, feeling like he had taken a beating with a few hundred baseball bats at the same time, his teeth gritting, his eyes screwed shut, his jaws tensing, stifling a low pained whimper. Before long it felt like someone was hammering his face, but from inside, knocking on his very bones with millions of hammers, attempting to force them to bend or break to a new shape. His claws sank in the furniture before him his legs shaking uncontrollably while his whole body was jerked forward by Alexander’s ruthless pounding, each deep, powerful thrust seemingly pushing the transformation further, his moans fully turning into deep, rumbling growls and howls of pure bliss, his face aching all over, causing him to grimace in an odd mix of pain and pleasure.

Then, all of a sudden, his face started to change, stretching forward in a painful, bone-rattling cracking of broken bones and ripping muscles. His eyes snapped back open, revealing, to his own dismay, something he didn’t expect to see, his nose, no, the entire underside of his skull was lengthening, protruding quite slyly, his jaws and even his tongue following suit, his bones, his joints and his muscles forcibly lengthening to adjust to the new shape. In the meantime, as his face reshaped he noticed that something else was happening, his nose and mouse were beginning to merge as they grew, reforming in what could be clearly identified as a snout. His new snout continued to grow and transform, his nose pushed forward to the very tip, right above a new, stronger, deadlier maw, new teeth, or rather fangs filling his jaws, replacing his old human ones, his tongue broadening, becoming somewhat more agile as well. His senses were immediately blasted with a plethora of new information, smells and sensations, a whole new world of fragrances opening its door to him, even the air itself seemed to have a flavor of its own. His new, enhanced, sharpened senses picked up things he had no idea even existed, scents previously unknown to him, some not even coming from the room around them but from behind the door, while some other smells had their potency multiplied by a thousand or even more, like the strong, pungent musk emanating from Alexander, already thick and alluring enough to get anyone horny, now overpowering his senses, sending him in a lustful frenzy. Another scent that was especially present was the appealing aroma of spilled cum permeating the air, so dense it surpassed everything else, causing him to salivate profusely in a sudden, ravenous hunger, this new crave feeding his raging, boiling lust.

Nevertheless, as amazed as he was, his transformation was far from over, his muzzle continuing to grow and adjust, forcing the rest of his skull to follow suit, his eyes pushing further apart, his orbits and eyelids reforming narrowing, the world around him becoming a blur of shifting colors and lights. He tried blinking his eyes multiple times, yet nothing seemed to work, his vision remained hazy, confused, displaying only an abstract painting of a strange world, each source of light dazzlingly bright, hiding everything else in their blinding glow, the rest mere obscure shapes and outlines in the shadow. Moreover, in the meantime his ears began tickling as they changed as well, losing their rather peculiar human shape to become something very different, resembling canine ears in some ways, rapidly growing in length until they peaked well over his head, the inner side adopting a light blue color while thicker, white fluff sprouted from the bottom. The sudden change had some unforeseen consequences however, his earing, much like his vision suddenly changing, drastically improving, able to detect new sounds that would have been inaudible for him before, like the sound of people talking in the hallway, or perhaps downstairs, it was hard to make out since he wasn’t used to it. One thing he could clearly hear however were the many noises coming from his friend as he ruthlessly pounded away at his rear, his raggedly panting breath filling his ears, blocking all other sounds, the rapid drumming of his heart much louder than before, as if he had his ear pressed to his chest, making him feel intimately close to him.

At last his vision stabilized, revealing a whole new world to him, his sight much sharper than before, spotting more details, reaching further and with better clarity than with the best optics or glasses. The only downside was that his color perception had changed slightly, giving his surrounding a completely different feeling, causing a perplexing discrepancy between his memories and what he was seeing, making it feel like he had never been here before. Luckily for him he had other things to keep his mind busy, Alexander’s pace seemingly increasing out of nowhere, ramming his thick length deeper inside him with enough force to almost make him collapse, his legs on the verge of giving way below him, weakened even further by the transformation nearly reaching its end. The pain clutching his skull slowly subsided as the changes came to a delightful end, adding the finishing touch to his new appearance under the form of a new lush, dense mane growing from the back of his head, all the way down his neck, thick purple fur covering these parts of his anatomy, giving him a look he was quite fond of as, uncontrollably his maw parted open, unveiling rows of new, sharpened fangs lining his jaws, a thick, broad light blue tongue hanging out along the side of his lower jaw, like a breathless, panting dog, this thought making him giggle slightly. He could feel the now familiar heat vanish, crawl back to deep inside him, this time never to come back, making it clear that his transformation was now complete. But more was still to come, and it was about to begin.

Alexander’s paws left his body again, resting heavily, and quite clumsily on either side of his own, carving deep jagged line into the wood-like materials while his  head came to rest on his shoulder, his broad, fluffy chest pressing against his back while his scale-covered belly mashed against his lower back and tail, thrusting him against the counter. All along his friend continued to pummel his rear, his hole proving more than stretchy and tough enough to endure the rough, wild pounding he was being subjected to, the pain caused by the barbs long gone, replaced by pleasurable sparkles and jolts every time they grazed his sensitive inner flesh. Slick, warm precum cascaded out of his gaping tailhole, streaming down on the floor between them, soaking their paws in the gooey, musky mess, making it even harder to stay upright with how slippery the floor became. His belly continued to bulge and swell under the ruthless assault of the massive member plowing at his rear, seemingly rearranging his guts with its sheer size and girth, warmth pouring in his belly as more pre continuously gushed inside, making him feel full and heavy. In the meantime his own cocks were harder that metal rods, so stiff it became painful, standing proudly upright before him, throbbing rapidly, bobbing with each forceful thrust, his hammered prostate sending wave after wave of pure, raw pleasure crashing down on him, causing pre to constantly drizzle from both his tips, painting clear lines all over the floor and furniture before him, adding to the growing mess they were making.

However, despite the pleasure the rough but intense moment, despite how lost, how drowned in pleasure he was, despite how shaken and aroused his last bit of transformation had left him, despite the low growls and groans escaping his throat, despite his hazy, clouded senses feeding him confusing loads of information he could still tell that something else was happening, not to him this time, but right behind him. This thought made him shudder in excitement, impatient to see what would happen to his friend, glancing to the side to keep an eye on him. And what he saw immediately made his excitement skyrocket to new unknown levels, his eyes remaining glued to his friend’s face, unable to look anywhere else, noticing that Alexander was doing exactly the same, observing, scrutinizing him from up close. From where he was he could clearly see what had been happening to him as if looking into a mirror, bearing witness to the changes as they took root, a shocked gasp slipping out of his maw between two low whimpered moans. Right next to him Alexander’s body was quickly catching up, his face already reshaping, reforming into somewhat of a familiar shape. He watched with uncontained amazement as his friend’s skull began to turn, bones loudly cracking as they reshaped, broke or merged together, resulting in his mouth and nose protruding forward more and more, the two parts getting closer and closer, the gap getting narrower until they only formed one, long, black muzzle, on top of which stood his nose, pushed all the way to the tip, adopting a peculiar white color contrasting with the darkness of his fur, not even mentioning the slight glow it radiated, shining bright in the sea of inky black fur. A fearful chill ran down his spine when the newly formed maw parted open slightly, displaying a forest of ivory white, razor-sharp fangs glistening in saliva, looking ready to tear him, or whoever it wanted, apart, four of them in particular stood out from the rest, longer, even sharper, the pointy tip perfect for going through the thickest skin and flesh alike. Then, from the lines of sharpened teeth appeared his tongue, slithering out in the open, having taken on both the pearlescent white and natural bioluminescence as other white parts of his new body, looking slimmer and more flexible than his own, the tip forked like a snake tongue but still much larger than one. He wasn’t left much time to take note of that matter, the transformation wasn’t stopping nor slowing down, the fur all over his head and neck thickening, becoming longer, more lush turning whitish in some part, extending its reach lower around his shoulders until it reached the thick, comfy patch of fluff covering his chest, forming a soft yet still impressive mane while the two stubby horns crowning the top of his head growing longer, standing proudly over the rest, curving backward as more fur grew between them. His ears and eyes were next, his orbits growing further apart to accommodate his bulky muzzle while his ears changed shape, lengthening, growing thick, soft  white fur on the inside, appearing quite big yet standing much lower than his own.

Soon the finished touches were put, leaving him fully transformed, trembling like a leaf, panting raggedly, tongue lolling out on the side of his maw, lust-glazed eyes glancing in all directions while his nose and ears twitched and tensed. The look on Alexander’s face was priceless, reminding him of how he was when this part of him had been hit by the transformation, his friend appearing just as confused, clueless and overwhelmed as he had been having great troubles coming to terms with his new enhanced senses. Yet this didn’t stop him from restlessly hammering his butt, plowing away like a wild animal, low dominant growls and huffs continuously vibrating in his throat, escaping from his parted maw, loud, wet squelching noises accompanying each deep, powerful thrust, his belly tented under the ruthless assaults, taking the shape of the cock’s tip, precum sloshing deep inside him. Alexander was amazed, loving the plethora of new smells, sounds and sensations assaulting his senses from all over, feeling satisfied, happy, complete, or rather, almost complete, still missing a crucial detail but he didn’t let that bother him, carrying on with what he was doing, his cock wildly throbbing and twitching in the tight embrace of Dave’s hole, massaged, squeezed, milked from all sides, pleasure surging from his overstimulated length, the pressure in his balls soaring to unimaginable levels, leaving him extremely pent-up as everything they had done since earlier had been for nothing. He knew that Dave was just as horny as he was, awaiting, begging, craving for the sweet relief of their first climax after their full transformation, his used hole still clenching hard around him, tugging at his cock whenever he tried to pull out, keeping him cradled in the stimulating embrace of his muscular passage. His pace increased even more, slapping sounds filling their ears as he slammed hard into the tight hole, his scaly balls grinding against Dave’s furry ones, sending delightful jolts of pleasure into his veins, each square inch of his being burning with raw desire, aching for release, tensing in preparation for the impending climax.

Suddenly, without warning, Alexander’s body froze, overcome with a powerful, bone-shattering rush of the purest pain, his legs growing weak beneath him, barely holding him, his muscles becoming numb, limp. He tried his best to steady himself but nothing seemed to do the trick, the weakness in his body growing as did the insurmountable pain coursing through his very flesh, focusing on the lower half of his body. Finally, his legs gave way completely, leaving him crumbling without support, unable to hold to anything. A surprised yelp burst in the silent room as Dave was suddenly yanked backward, dragged down with his collapsing friend, taken completely by surprise, unable to hold the increased weight of the other male, having no choice but to follow him in his fall. Thankfully Alexander’s strong frame and thick, soft fur made for a great cushion, softening the impact for both of them, only resulting into a few low grunt of discomfort, halting their heated session right when it was about to get messy.

“What was that for?” huffed Dave, trying to get back up, only to be pinned down by his friend’s strong paws, keeping him pressed against his fur and scales. “Sorry, couldn’t stay up any longer.” mumbled Alexander, half confused, half embarrassed, a slight pinkish hue creeping over his cheeks. “Spent already? I thought you’d have mor endurance than that, but hey I guess that’s what you get for going all out on me like this.” chuckled Dave, noticing that his voice, as well as Alexander’s had deepened quite a bit, sometime sounding more like growls than words. “Nah it's not that, I’ve could fuck you for days but I don’t know, my legs just stopped working.” “Really?” enquired Dave, perplexed. “Yeah, was all going fine and all and then all of a sudden I just fall like this. By the way, I hope I didn’t hurt you.” “No, I’m fine, I’m tougher than I look, beside you make for a great bed so that helps.” “That’s good to hear.” sighed Alexander, reassured. “So, shall we continue? Or perhaps you want to switch things up a bit?” enquired Dave, shaking eagerly, sensing the throbbing maleness, pulsing, lodged deep inside him. “You bet your ass I’m going to continue, just give me a sec to get up again and I’ll guarantee you, you won’t be able to sit for weeks.” growled Alexander excitedly, tightening his grip around him, bucking his hips upward slightly, wiggling his thick member in the tight confines of the hole. Dave grinned and shuddered in anticipation, the low rumbling building up in Alexander’s throat causing his fur to stand on end all over his body. Yet, despite his promise Alexander remained almost perfectly still, only wiggling and flinching slightly, letting out low annoyed huffs and grumbles, his face contorted in frustration. Intrigued Dave glanced down, his eyes immediately widening in shock, his heart skipping a beat, his whole frame tensing.

What he discovered made his whole body quake under a jolt of utter surprise and disbelief, his eyes remaining stuck to what he had found in stupor, his muscles paralyzed, his brain slack, blanking, his vocal cords unable to form a simple syllable. Before he could snap out of it or even try to say a single word Alexander let out a low, deep rumble, slowly gaining depth and volume until it was a loud roar that burst from his gaping maw, the kind that made it impossible for Dave to move, or even talk for that matter, leaving him both speechless and paralyzed, spectator to what was happening. Below him, right under the two sizeable orbs pressed against his rear, Alexander’s body was changing rapidly, transforming in very dramatic ways. His entire crotch and lower belly were affected from what he could see, his bones in that area reshaping right below him, pushing his legs apart more and more in a cacophony of bone-chilling cracking and ripping sounds, his crotch and belly sinking into the thick scales, merging into one smooth, slick entity where no trace of his previous features remained. Before long he was laying against a perfectly smooth, warm bed of glowing, white scales, showing no trace of any human feature, the surprisingly soft scale plates feeling great against his rear, pressing the entirety of his massive dick inside him, the soaked, overflowing slit grinding against his rear. Yet it wasn’t even over as the changes progressed further, reaching Alexander’s rear, repeating the same operation there, his once, round, firm, plump cheeks swallowed in the sea of scales, leaving only his tightly clenched pucker standing out in the whiteness. Yet, even there it wasn’t done, far from it in face as Alexander’s back suddenly arched, shoving his member as deep as it could into Dave’s rear, forming a sizeable tent in his belly, the transforming man squirming and kicking uncontrollably on the ground claws scraping and slicing through the floor. Dave stared, in a mix of awe and astonishment while, right below him something began poking out, at first mostly hidden from view but becoming more visible with each inch it gained. At first he had troubles identifying what it was, frowning in bewilderment at a broad, new appendage growing between his friend’s thick thighs, pushing out more and more, covered in scales on the inner side, sporting thick fur on the other, repeating the already established pattern of his body. It was so thick, so large, too large to be a tail, leading him to wonder if Alexander wasn’t growing an extra set of legs, turning into something of a centaur, or something like that at least. Still, as it grew longer, matching the length of his legs and still growing, becoming more flexible and agile at the same time, he had to face the fact that it was indeed a tail and a massive one on top of that, the scales reaching almost all the way to the tip where the same inky black fluff became more prominent. To make it even more confusing two rows of large, ivory spikes started poking out from the lush fur, forming two groups of three per line, each spike radiating the same natural glow. Yet despite all these oddities it was clearly a tail, one that was, unlike his, an integral part of his body, extending straight from his spine, offering him the balance he had been lacking so far, bringing the finishing touches to his transformation.

“That’s… better…” sighed Alexander, panting raggedly, shaking uncontrollably, finally regaining control over his body, cautiously moving each limb to test of they were working properly. “Damn I didn’t see that coming.” muttered Dave, raising up to a sitting position, discovering the full extent of the changes, wondering what the heck Alexander was supposed to resemble, seeming more like a mix of a few different species combined, for the better of course. “Me neither.” Admitted Alexander, pulling himself upward, seeing for himself what had happened to him, letting out an impressed whistle, or rather attempted whistle, only managing to make a strange but cute warble. “How do you feel?” enquired Dave, still a bit concerned. “Better now, and ready to continue, if you’re still up for it.” retorted Alexander, seemingly unphased by the dramatic changes to his body. “Well then, let’s get back to it.” let out Dave, leaning back against his friend, noticing that, now that the transformation was complete, Alexander was a bit taller and much larger than him. “Actually… I just had a great idea of how we could finish this… first round.” rumbled Alexander, a devious glow lighting up his eyes, his lips curling into a broad, predatory grin, exposing his sharp fangs. “Oh really? Well then, what is it?” “I think it’s better if I show you instead.” deeply rumbled Alexander.

With one powerful push of his paws and twist of his haunches they spun around, the unexpected action leaving Dave gasping in surprise and protest. Yet, before he could do anything, or even complain he found himself pinned down between the cool, sticky, cum-drenched floor, and the heavy weight of Alexander pressing down on him. Then, Alexander got into position, glancing down at his puzzled friend, delighted by the surprised expression plastered across his face, proud of his little effect. Dave looked around, discovering Alexander on top of him, on all fours, his new transformed self, seeming able to switch between bipedal and quadrupedal stances without issues where he’d had to be on his hands and knees. A shudder ran down his spine, his tail wagging excitedly, understanding where this was going, his body acting on its own, bringing him into position under the big male dominating him. Alexander let out a low, approving growl, giving a first, cautious pull, sliding a few inches of his large cock out, his motions still a bit unsure, clumsy, still needing time to adjust to his new form. But even that wasn’t enough to hold him back.

Slowly, he resumed where he had been stopped earlier, bucking his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt inside the pre-oozing hole, inadvertently shoving Dave forward, still not used to the strength coursing in his enhanced muscles. Dave, despite the rough thrust moaned in bliss, pushing back in the large throbbing shaft, already appreciating the new position, knowing that this way Alexander could let out the full might of the beast inside him, bracing himself for that exact outcome. Alexander knew it, that simple thought fueled his lust even more, causing the raging inferno blazing inside of him to burn even brighter, pushing all doubts, concerns, and inhibitions to the side. With a deep, throaty growl he resumed his work, at first in long, shallow thrust, adjusting to the new stance and strength, taking note of what he could and couldn’t do anymore, listening to Dave’s loud, arousing moans and groans, tensing each time the tight hole clenched down around him. Quickly however his pace picked up, the pressure in his loin which had subsided a bit during the transformation, coming back in full force, quickly soaring, more and more seed pumping in his heavy balls, aching to be released from its tight scaly prison. Dave cried out in pure bliss, his body rocking back and forth in time with each forceful thrust, the large cock slamming hard in and out of him, reaching even deeper than before, tenting his belly even more, filling him with warm pre, the already ruthless pounding getting to a whole new level, Alexander now truly and thoroughly hammering his rear, his sizeable nuts noisily slapping his backside each time he buried himself inside him. Pre gushed out from both his hole and his twin spires, pooling between them, adding to the large amount of already spilled fluids covering the floor, Alexander going wild, ramming his impressive length at full speed inside him, triggering intense surges of the purest form of pleasure inside him, leaving him trembling and quivering, on the verge of crumbling under the ruthless pounding. His more rational mind had been shattered by this point, leaving only the raw, carnal urge to breed, the burning need to cum, the almighty lust blazing inside him, filling him with warmth and need, more and more pleasure pumping in his already numbed brain, his vision and his thought becoming hazy, clouded again. Alexander on his end was in bliss, floating high on a small cloud, eyes staring emptily in the void, tongue lazily lolling on the side of his parted maw, thick globes of saliva dripping everywhere below him, his panting breath shallow and irregular, his body working on autopilot, thrusting away like there was no tomorrow, roughly jabbing his member inside the used hole, mashing his heavy balls against the soft furred rear, his ears full of Dave’s loud lustful cries and moans of pleasure, loving the way his body was thrown around with each forceful buck of hips, nearly dangling at the end of his dick. It had only been mere minutes yet he was already in love with his new self, the strength rippling in his new muscles, the thick fur covering  his body and thick scaled plates lining his belly, the strong paws holding him firmly planted into the ground, the sharp claws crowning each of his toes, the thick tail swaying behind him, the heavy balls, ripe with enough juices to flood the room, the thick barbed maleness he was already putting to good use. All in all, he didn’t regret his purchase, even though he had doubted it more than once, now he couldn’t be happier. The only thing remaining now, to inaugurate his brand-new life, for as long as it would last was to make use of all his new features, and there was one perfect way to celebrate his transformation, he just needed a bit more to trigger it, and he was about to get exactly what he wanted.

Dave could feel himself quickly getting close, the pressure in his loins soaring rapidly, stimulated even further by the many barbs tickling his insides in just the right way, coaxing more bliss than all his previous experiences combined, drawing him toward his peak at a rapid pace only made worse by the thick length ramming deep inside him, smashing against all his sweet spots. His cock throbbed harder and faster, in time with the raged beating of his heart, his breath quickening, turning into a short, raged panting, high-pitched cries and low moans continuously spilling out of his gaping maw, pre squirting relentlessly from his twin, overstimulated members. The pressure welled up even further, becoming too much to bear, threatening to burst out at any moment, cum already racing toward his stiff shafts, ready to erupt, already mixing in the stream of pre flowing from his two tips. Then, as Alexander pulled out almost completely, only to slam back in with all his might, the tip reaching as deep as it could accompanied by a large spurt of warm pre, he tipped over the edge. His back arched, his muscles tensed while his body shook, his tail swayed widely, involuntarily slapping Alexander’s scaled belly, his head lifting up, rubbing against the thick, comfy chest fur of his friend, his eyes screwed shut, his parted maw opening to its fullest as a tide of pure, wild, orgasmic pleasure rose inside him. A loud, incredibly loud, chilling, terrifying cry or rather a howl, burst from his maw, echoing into the silent room, so loud it was probably heard by all neighbors and even people in the street below as he was hit by that powerful wave of delight, his mind blanking from the intensity of the orgasm washing over him. His two cocks pulsed and jumped rapidly, engorging and tensing before thick ropes of cum erupted from both tips, flying through the air, the very first spurt so powerful it hit his chest and neck. He stood there, trembling, cooing in delight, shuddering in relief, reaching down with a shaky paw, stroking both his spraying maleness pointing the two madly throbbing and twitching hoses in different directions, letting some spray all over his belly, soaking his thin fur in warm, sticky essence.

Up above, Alexander continued thrusting fast and deep in the pre oozing hole, feeling it’s embrace grow increasingly strong, the passage becoming narrower and narrower around him, clenching down harder and harder around his shaft. When Dave’s orgasm hit, he was caught somewhat off guard by the sudden, powerful squeeze of his inner muscles around his cock, drawing a surprised yelp along with a thick spurt of pre from his squished member, the increased pressure sending a powerful shockwave though his body. His muscles stiffened, the pressure soared to new heights, his thick tail standing upright as, in one last, rough, deep thrust he shoved his throbbing rod into the tight, convulsing passage, eyes screwing shut, teeth gritted as the silk, warm, velvety flesh enveloped him, undulating around him, massaging him from all sides at once. A low growl rose in his throat, building up in perfect sync with the quickly growing pressure in his loins, his body holding perfectly still, buried all the way in the delightfully tight embrace of his friend’s rear. His jaws parted, his eyes snapped back open as a thunderous, ear-splitting, bone rattling roar of orgasmic bliss burst from the depth of his throat, so powerful, so dominant, so loud that it amazed even him, making Dave’s loud howls and moans of pleasure sound like mere weak needy whimpers. Then, at the peak of his earth-quaking roar he came, grinding his soaked slit against Dave’s opening to ensure it was sealed shut by his cock as the first wave of scalding hot cum rolled through his twitching length. Thick semen erupted from his swollen tip, gushing out with an incredible force rushing far and deep in Dave’s guts, bulging his belly more, filling him with a searing heat that quickly spread throughout his entire being, overtaking every fiber of his being. He barely had time to accommodate to the sudden influx of liquid heat inside him that already Alexander was pumping more and more of it inside him, spurting thick ropes of seed in quick succession, painting his insides in sticky, pearlescent white, his belly bulging and swelling larger and larger. Alexander gave a few weak thrusts here and there, pulling a few inches out at a time, only to feel the strong muscles clamp down around him, trying to hold him in, his large girth ensuring that not a single drop of seed could escape, then he would buck back in, causing some of the thick spunk to ooze around his thick cock, coating his sensitive maleness in a blissful warmth. Dave shuddered, quaking with each throb, with each twitch, groaning and moaning almost constantly thanks to the rapid outpour of fertile, virile seed pooling in his belly, his body rocking back and forth with each thrust, causing the thick cum to slosh around inside. His paw let go of his two wildly pulsing and spurting lengths, letting them empty their load wherever they wanted, instead pressing against his swollen belly, feeling it groan and quiver as it engorged under each new, large wave of seed flowing deep inside him, Alexander seemingly enjoying an endless supply of the thick, musky substance judging from how large his belly had grown while the bigger male seemed far from done, after all, with the sizeable orbs he was now sporting, he must have had quite the load to spill which, even in his lust-crazed state, concerned him. Alexander knew it as well, noticing how his friend’s belly bulged from all the seed he was feeding him, some of it starting to rise around his cock, oozing out from the gaping hole and trickling down their thighs and balls, yet he could tell he was far from done. Fortunately, even while his mind drifted away in an ocean of pure delight, he had enough self-control left to think somewhat clearly, coming up with a very appealing idea. Slowly he pulled away, purposefully dragging his flared barbs against Dave’s sensitive walls, resulting in his muscular passage rhythmically clamping shut around him, forcing more seed to ooze out in his wake while more gushed from his pulsing member, painting Dave’s inside with a nice shade of white. Seed began streaming out of Dave’s used and abused hole, cascading down his back and thighs, forming growing musky, sticky warm puddles between his trembling legs while more was still gushing in his full passage, immediately bursting back out, adding to the already large mess. At last Alexander pulled out completely, taking a step back and craning his neck down, watched with utter satisfaction as thick, pearly white seed gushed from his throbbing cock, long white strands flying through the air before landing all over Dave’s rear, hole, balls and tail, dripping down his thighs while some of the stronger spurts dashed long whitish lines along his back, the rest of his semen drizzling on the floor below them.

Dave’s climax slowly subsided, leaving him too weak to stand, basking in the warmth of the afterglow, spent after such a powerful orgasm, the last drops of cum weakly dribbling out of his twin spires as they began to soften. Unable to stand upright any long he crumpled, however managing, at the last moment, to flip himself on his back, facing the large yellow member towering over him, seed still bursting from the tip, the thick barbs flaring with each throb coursing through the impressive length. He stayed there, panting, relaxing, foggy eyes glued to the sizeable rod, watching, mesmerized as it twitched and throbbed, spurting rapidly, thick ropes of hot cum bursting from the tip, raining down on his belly and crotch, even hitting his cocks and balls, drenching him in his potent, spicy musk, making it obvious to anyone who would smell him, what and who he had done it with. Finally, Alexander’s climax ended, the torrent of seed weakening, turning into a small rivulet  trickling out of his spent cock, pooling right before him while more of his thicker semen leaked out of Dave’s gaping passage, each clench of his muscles forcing a bit more out, though most of it remained trapped inside, sloshing in his full belly. The two friends stayed there, panting, sighing deeply in relief, low coos and growls of utter satisfaction filling the silence between them, the two males basking in the afterglow of their respective climax, staring blankly at each other, savoring the moment, shuddering from head to toe, observing as the last drops of seed dripped down their cocks.

However, despite the massive, powerful orgasm they had both experienced they could tell they were still horny, their limp members already hardening again, pulsing eagerly, aching for another hole to fill. They exchanged a wide amused grin, eying each other’s prominent erection, hungry for more of it, countless scenarios and possibilities crossing their minds at the same time, each of them wanting more, wanting to test their new body’s limits, to enjoy it for as long as it would last. Alexander was the first to break the intense eye contact, getting up with a low huff, switching to a quadrupedal stance to a bipedal one without much troubles, his thick tail making for a great counterweight, displaying himself in his full might and glory before Dave. Dave gulped down, truly impressed, Alexander having grown much bigger and mightier than he had expected, his sheer size and height making him feel small and insignificant, his feet paws so big he worried he could get crushed by one of them, the tail much thicker than he had imagined, a direct continuation of his body, giving him a bit of a strange, hybrid look, but one he was already liking, even more with that thick shaft bobbing before him, begging for attention.

“Damn that was intense!” exclaimed Alexander, taking Dave aback with his deep, rocky voice, his words more like deep, guttural growls and rumbles, this feeling accentuated by his piercing yellow eyes scanning his surroundings, “I don’t recall ever cumming that much.” “Me neither.” chuckled Dave, fondling his engorged belly, involuntarily causing more cum to squirt out of his gaping hole. “We made quite a mess.” noted Alexander, a wide, devious grin curling his lips, a paw sneakily reaching down and holding his large cock. “You especially.” pointed out Dave on the same tone. “As if you didn’t like that.” “Touché.” chuckled Dave, patting his belly, rising to a sitting position, then once he was sure he had recovered enough to remain upright, got up, huffing in a mix of embarrassment and delight as cum began streaming out of his loosened hole, prompting him to reach back with a paw, letting the hot essence bath his fingers. “So how do you feel?” he enquired, confirming his earlier observation that Alexander had grown much bigger and larger than him. “Beside hella horny you mean?” giggled Alexander, stroking his shaft slowly, “Honestly, now that it’s done I feel great, I feel strong,, I feel nice and cozy in this new body. The transformation was a pain but I have to give it to them the feeling is great now, it’s like it’s always been me.” “I feel the same too.” approved Dave, realizing he had a much better control over his tail than before, confirming Alexander’s observation. “So, what do we do now?” enquired Alexander, a mischievous glow blazing in his yellow eyes. “Do you really need me to tell it to you?” sighed Dave. “No but I want to hear you say it anyway.” “Well then, I guess it's my turn now;” “Oh really?” provokingly retorted Alexander. “Sorry pal but you’re not getting to fuck me all the time, I wanna try that big ass of yours too. Besides, I don’t know how long this transformation is gonna last so I’m gonna make the most out of it.” “Damn right.” approved Alexander, turning around before lifting his tail as high as possible, unveiling his tight puckered hole, reaching back with a paw to tease it, inviting his friend to join him. “That looks very tight.” commented Dave, softly caressing the muscular ring, “You’re sure you can take me?” “I’m sure of it.” responded Alexander with certainty. “Good, cause I don’t intend to go gentle on you.” “Go wild man, I can handle this.” “I hope you’re ready to get double knotted cause I’m going all in.” “Show me what you’ve got big stud.” giggled Alexander, gyrating his hips invitingly.

Dave, without further ado got into position, wrapping an arm around Alexander’s sizeable tail, using his other hand to guide his two members toward their mark having trouble lining them properly. The pre he was leaking at a nearly constant rate, combined with the mix of fluids already coating his twin shafts making for a great lubricant, loosening the hole before him. Alexander let out a low excited growl, his paw still stroking his cock at a slow pace, his body shaking in anticipation, his rear pressing against the two rods poking around his tailhole. But as Dave was about to insert himself into the tight passage Alexander suddenly froze, ears perking up, his head turning toward the door, frowning at it, his lips twitching into a concerned grimace. “You heard that?” “Heard what?” signed Dave, admittedly frustrated to have been interrupted. “Something in the corridor.” “Get used to it man, your earing has improved, it’s a little confusing at first but it’s nothing you should worry about, got me worried a bit earlier but you’re probably hearing someone on another floor.” “No I don’t think so.” replied Alexander, skeptical, cautiously listening to all the sounds around him, lowering his own breathing to not cause any interference. He knew his building, his neighbors and most of the people who could come through the building, yet this voice, or rather these voices he picked up weren’t familiar. Adding to the unusualness of the situation was the fact that he was certain that the voices he heard were coming from the hallway, which made little sense as his only neighbor didn’t receive much visit. On top of that they were whispering, as if trying not to be noticed, keeping their voices as low as possible, yet not enough to escape his sharp earing, moving around as quietly as possible even though they seemed to be carrying something that caused a lot of noise.

Dave, intrigued and a bit irritated by the sudden shift in his friend’s behavior decided to listen, at first to prove his point that there was nothing to worry about, however his behavior soon shifted when he heart what Alexander had caught. A shiver of dread ran down his spine, a cold sweat slithering down his back, his heart leaping into his chest and his breath halting for a brief moment when he heard the voices. They were at least four, three men, one woman, all carrying or wearing some kind of heavy equipment, shuffling around on the other side of the door. At first, he couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but upon further listening he began picking out words in their conversation. They exchanged a questioning glance, wondering what the hell it could be, who could be on the other side of that door. Could it be neighbors intrigued or maybe worried by the many weird sounds they had probably heard over the past few hours? Or perhaps it was the cops who had been called by said neighbors. Or, in the worst-case scenario, these could be robbers trying to break in. Yet none of these solutions seemed to fit what they were dealing with, neighbors would have made their presence known earlier, cops would have tried to knock at the door, or would have barged it already, and even thieves wouldn’t be acting this way since this apartment was clearly occupied. They kept listening, trying to understand what was going on on the other side of the thick door, until they heard the familiar crackling of a radio coming to life, clearly set too loud as a voice began blaring half incomprehensible words. Yet, in that garbled mess of words they could gather a few information. “RECOVERY TEAM… confirming address… target… intervention at your…” the rest was an incomprehensible garbage of half audible word, the person quickly cranking the volume down so they couldn’t be heard. The two friends froze, rising quizzical eyebrows at each other, wondering what the hell was happening, what they were hearing sounding like a swat intervention team but the name they used didn’t match. Puzzled, they kept listening, frozen in the middle of the room, questioning what it was all for. One voice rose again, a bit louder this time and, what it said sent a chill of horror down their spine. “Our intel says there may be two or more specimens inside for capture, we’ll have to act fast as to not draw attention, so let’s get moving.”

Specimens, capture? Where they talking about them, what could that mean, who could have sent these guys to get them? Instinctively the two males separated, hiding behind the nearest furniture, sneakily peeking around it to keep a visual contact with the door. Their minds were racing, questions swirling in their clouded confused heads, adding to the panic creeping over them as they tried to make sense of the situation, understanding what all of this meant. A quick, circular glance made it clear they were in a bad spot, there was only one entrance to Alexander’s apartment, unless jumping three floors down from the nearest window counted as a suitable exit, on top of that they couldn’t very well hide, their transformed body more than visible, not even mentioning the beacon that was Alexander who would clearly give their position away. Besides, these guys knew they were in and were expecting them and were probably gonna sweep the place and check every nook and cranny to find them. They were there in their thoughts, trying to come up with a plan when a high-pitched metallic sound came to their ears, emanating from the door, making it clear that their time was running out, the people on the other side already picking the lock.

Suddenly, as the first lock gave way with a loud clack that seemed to spell their doom an idea crossed their panicking mind, one so stupid, so silly it almost made them burst into laughter. Yet, as the second lock was opened, leaving only one, they came to the realization that they had no other choice than this, or surrender. After all, it could be worse a try since their only other option was capture, and even if it failed it could be a good time. The two males, without a word got into position, taking shelter behind a furniture, glancing at each other to check if the other was ready, an unknown feeling blooming inside them, a sudden thrill coursing in their veins, causing their bodies to control uncontrollably and their cocks to throb with renewed vigor. As the last lock was forcibly opened and the door knob turned, the two males shared a broad, terrifyingly predatory grin, their eyes glistening with malice, excitement and anticipation, their tails swaying behind them, their hard cocks dripping musky pre all over the floor. The door violently opened on four fully armed and armored soldiers or mercenaries of some sort, the team storming the apartment, closing the door behind them, unknowingly trapping themselves in the pitch dark room….


--------------------------Some time later, in an unknown place-------------------------


“Sir.” called a voice coming from the door, forcing a man to look up from the screen where graphs and reports were taking most of the available space. In the doorframe, on the other side of his massive oak-made desk stood a younger man wearing a lab coat, nervously clutching a tablet in his hands, clearly impressed to be in the presence of the man scrutinizing him from the other side of the desk. The man didn’t speak a word, only waving at him to continue. The scientist nervously gulped, cleared his throat, and let out, “I would like to inform you that all packages have been delivered as instructed, the CHIMERA project has therefore successfully begun.” The man only nodded although a satisfied smirk transpired in his otherwise impassible traits. “As expected this operation has raised some suspicion but our informants have informed us that nobody has been able to link the recent events back to us.” “How many specimens have we collected in total, and in what state are they?” asked the man, speaking for the first time. “We have recovered twenty-five subjects, all of them transformed as expected which is a much higher number than through conventional means. Package number six has been especially successful as it has given us four subjects to study. However, the team has had to exert extra cautions around specimens due to their… behavior, we’ve had several incidents already but nothing too major.” “Very well, have all subjects been collected?” “Actually…” admitted the scientist, quickly checking something on his tablet, “we’re still waiting for package number ten, our observations show us that this one should give us two subjects, but we’re still waiting on the intervention team to report their status.” “Great, great, we should soon be able to move to phase two.” said the man in a calm, collected tone, not letting an emotion transpire.

The scientist, immediately understanding that this short meeting was over, turned around and prepared to leave when a loud, annoying ringtone filled the quiet room, immediately attracting the attention of both men. “What is it?” enquired the man. “Probably the intervention team sending their report.” responded the scientist, excitedly scrolling through the message he had received. But with each line he read his happy, cheerful smile shrank, getting smaller and smaller until it completely vanished, his expression darkening, regaining it’s seriousness to which a hint of dread added itself. “What is it?” interrogated the man, noticing the grim expression his employee wore. “We have a problem sir…” he let out hesitantly, trembling from head to toe, a dreadful mask covering his pale face, “The team has been overrun by the subjects who have shown some unexpected… traits.” “Hold on, are you telling me that…” gasped the man in horror. “We have two subjects on the run… and potentially a bigger problem on our hand….” completed the scientist, staring in terror at his superior, hoping for guidance, the two of them discovering the extent of the mess they were in.