Gabe woke up slowly, the heavy scent of chemicals burning in his nostrils. The ground felt rough and dirty, leaving him to wonder how he’d gotten outside. He opened his eyes, trying to recall where he was, what had brought him here. He had attended a local job fair and was instructed to travel to a remote location for a potential interview. It had seemed sketchy, to be sure, but Gabe was broke and desperate. He remembered entering a tiny office, a smell like smoke or gas, and then…

He spied another man next to him, groaning and getting to his feet. He was unfamiliar to Gabe, perhaps another of the attendees at the job fair. He looked close to Gabe’s age, dressed nicely as though he, too, had prepared for an interview. He looked over at Gabe as he blinked a few times, getting his bearings. 

“What the fuck…where are we?” The man questioned, scowling at Gabe. 

“Your guess is as good as mine, bud,” Gabe began, standing up to better take in his surroundings. They appeared to be in a habitat of some kind, several feet of rock face leading to a pond the size of an Olympic swimming pool. He heard the steady flow of water into the pond from an outside source. Surrounding the enclosure was a 20-foot concrete wall. It was quite clear to Gabe that escape was impossible. 

A sudden fear overtook him. Were they alone in here? It looked like they were in the pen of some animal. Was something lurking in the deep pool? Gabe studied the water’s surface but spotted not so much as a ripple. 

He turned back to his companion, who sported a nasty bump on his forehead, a sign of a rough awakening. “Hey, did I see you at the job fair earlier? Name’s Gabe, by the way.” 

He walked over to shake the other man’s hand. Bizarre circumstances aside, it always paid to be polite. 

The man hesitated a moment before taking Gabe’s hand. “Nate. I’m a software engineer, and I was contacted to work on an app for a new company…why do you ask about a job fair?” He questioned, confusion evident even through the fog of pain he was obviously in.

“I was at a job fair, I got an interview for an animal care position…” Gabe replied, puzzled. How had two guys headed to two seperate job postings wind up in the same place? 

Nate sat down again as his head swam, the bump being nastier than he thought. He swore and held his forehead in irritation. He had no idea where he was and seemed to be stuck with someone other dope dumb enough to get himself kidnapped, too. 

The last few hours before he woke up were all blurred together. He thought he remembered taking an interview to develop software for some sort of trendy-sounding startup. He had driven out to a weird address for a meeting, assuming the company was trying to establish a quirky brand. Yet, that was all he could recall. Nate took a deep breath trying to ignore his headache.

“Are you alright, bud?” Gabe asked before an odd sting in his arm distracted him. Looking down, he observed the area around his forearm was red and swollen, as though he had been stabbed with a needle. 

“D-do you see any windows or cameras…Gabe?” Nate asked nervously, surprising the other man. Why hadn’t Gabe thought of that?

“I don’t think so, but if there are cameras, they might be blended into the scenery,” Gabe replied, looking around. He felt his face; his glasses were missing, and he had to squint to make out anything further out than two feet in front of him.

“Ah, the two of you are up and about,” came a heavily distorted voice, as though through a loudspeaker. Gabe could not place its location in the habitat. 

“Not all of our subjects come to before their changes overtake them. I prefer it this way; I would much rather engage new subjects for a few moments. But I digress. I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re here?”

Nate raised his head, wincing as he looked around for the voice. He felt his blood pressure rise, unable to control his anger even against the pain in his head. “No shit! Why the fuck am I in a room with a total stranger? Who are you?”

Nate rose slowly, his heart pounding wildly. He noticed a warmth in the tissue of his bicep. Further inspection revealed a reddened circle that stood out on his skin.

“What the hell did you drug me with?! What if I’d had a bad reaction? You could have killed me, asshole!”

“Kill you? Of course not. You and your new friend are far too valuable to me to take such a risk. No, you are quite fine and healthy in fact. You must be so for the purpose I have in mind for you.”

“In short, you’ve both been hired! Under false pretenses, I admit, but rest assured, you have your new positions for life. You will receive food, shelter, and health benefits for life! Now how could you pass that up?” The man said, as though his motives were the most obvious things in the world.

Gabe looked around, trying to find the camera or speaker from where the voice could be originating. After a few moments, he gave up and sat back down on the rock face. 

“Sounds too good to be true. What’s the catch?” He asked, bluntly. He was not amused at his current predicament. What was the man’s end game?

Nate frowned at his companion. “The catch is that we’re locked in some fucking…human zoo. This feels like some ’Most Dangerous Game’ bullshit.”

Nate raised his voice as he addressed their captor. “I’m pretty sure we have to agree to be hired! I’m doing fine on my own, man. I think I’ll take a pass on your ’job offer’.” 

Nate got up with a grunt and walked to the nearest wall. It seemed smooth. Though if they were put in this room, there had to be some sort of door. “Now let me go. Gabe here can make his own choices, but I’ve had about enough of this. And if you damaged my laptop or my phone, you’ll be replacing it!” 

Nate knew he was being belligerent and petty but he was freaked out. All he could think to do was to keep acting tough. Whatever this sicko’s plans were, he didn’t want to seem weak.

“I’m afraid that isn’t an option, my friend,” said the voice in that condescending tone, ignoring Nate’s belligerence. “In a few moments, you won’t be able to leave, much less want to.”

“I enjoy being able to talk to my specimens like this, in those few moments before the change takes effect. You see, boys, this pen is your new home. And I’ve already injected you with the means to make it more habitable. The nanites work surprisingly quickly.”

What the hell was he talking about? Gabe listened carefully to every word. The only thing he was sure of was that the man was insane. If he was going to mug or rob them, why hasn’t he done so? 

Gabe felt more curious than afraid at this point. The voice had said something about changing them, he was certain of that. Yet how was that possible? He vaguely recalled the term nanites from some old science fiction show. Tiny robots that could be controlled and operated on a microscopic level. But what did that have to do with change?

The man’s words caused Nate to stop his search for a door. He felt his stomach drop at the words ’injected’ and ’nanites.’ Lifting his arm, he examined the red spot on his arm. The color actually wasn’t too off, but the skin looked dry and almost…flaky?

“W-what do you mean nanites?  No one’s ever figured out how to manufacture those, let alone use them! You’re lying to us!”

Nate looked over to Gabe as the madman just laughed. It was a strange laugh, more light and casual than malicious. The easy confidence was more than a little unnerving. Nate couldn’t keep his legs from shaking. “P-please…just let us go. We won’t tell anyone about this. I…I have a life and people that will miss me!”

A new noise came from the sound system and it took the men a moment to figure out what it was. The man on the other side seemed to be shushing them. A low soothing tone, the sound one would use to calm a crying child. “There, there. I have not claimed you in order to hurt you or cause you anguish. Far from it! By the time I’m done with you, you will simply love your new lives. Now please sit down next to Gabe, Nate.”

His jaw clenched and unclenched, but Nate couldn’t find any words to respond. With nothing better to do, he shuffled over and did as he was instructed.

“Now then, we only have a few minutes before the fun begins, before your lives change literally forever! You see, I’m always looking for new recruits, like yourselves, who are less likely to be missed, in order to come work for my enterprise. What is it I do exactly? I take test subjects like yourselves and change them, alter them into totally non-human animals! Think of it! Have you ever wanted to fly like a bird, run with the limbs of a horse, feel the great strength of a jungle cat? I study the effects of transformation on my subjects while simultaneously working in several sectors such as species conservation and breeding programs. But enough of that!”

“I suppose you’re frightened by the prospect of change. All humans are inherently cautious of new circumstances they don’t understand. This is why I engineered the nanites the way I did. I generally use two or more subjects so that each can seek comfort in the other physically. The change is wonderous! It is a truly euphoric sensation that carries over into your new forms. By the time you’re finished, you will want nothing else than to be the animals you are to become. But don’t take my word for it. You’re about to experience the sensations for yourself!”

Gabe stared into the nothingness with terror, the crushing weight of the man’s words cascading over him. He was to turn into an animal? What kind? He hadn’t agreed to this! Gave had to admit, the prospect of changing into an animal had occurred to him before as an escape from the troubles of his human life. But not like this! He didn’t want to be forced to change, not with a stranger, who seemed equally afraid of the prospect.

 “This is bullshit!” Gabe yelled angrily. “You can’t kidnap people and joke about turning them into animals! You’re insane!” Yet, like Nate, Gabe felt an insistent irritation around the area where he’d been injected. His skin felt dry and itchy and the more he scratched, the more he noticed the red flesh beginning to darken. It began to take on a brownish-green shade that was frighteningly different than the pale flesh he’d become accustomed to.

Nate’s jaw had dropped as the man revealed his whole nefarious scheme to them. He closed his mouth, licking his dry lips.“Well…I guess the first thing I’d have to object to is the fact that you think I wouldn’t be missed. I mean sure…I may have lost touch with my friends, and it’s been a while since I called home…but still. It’s just a rude assumption.”

Nate shivered a bit as somehow the room felt a little colder. He got up and paced around on the stone floor to get his blood circulating better while picking absently at his scaly patch.

“Also, I don’t really feel like playing zoo for you. I know you kind of have us at a disadvantage, but I’m not ready to humiliate myself and act like an animal to fulfill whatever weird fantasy you have. You can’t expect us to believe in your nanite fairytale and play along with you. So just…find some other suckers. I’m sure craigslist can help you find perfectly willing participants for your…I’m assuming sex games?”

Nate looked over at Gabe, who was still picking at his arm.“You shouldn’t mess with it too much. If you’re having an allergic reaction we can get you to a hospital when we get out of here.”

“Humiliate yourself by becoming an animal? In mere moments you’ll long for nothing else than to give into your bestial desires! Even now I can see the beginnings of change within you. Soon the deformed skin will spread across your entire from as your muscles burn and ache with the sensations of change. Of course, you’ll hardly feel any ill effects from the process.” 

“One of the defining traits of the change is that it dramatically increases arousal. The desire to fuck while transforming is beyond all human experience, so I’ve observed. It’s a fitting way to be baptized into a new form. You won’t be able to resist each other; all notions of morality washed away as you work to satisfy your new biological drives. Ah, the prospect of true freedom! Freedom from all human concerns, judgments, inhibitions, just living to please animal instincts. I wish I could join myself, but there is much work to be done before I can take my place among my creations!”

Gabe continued to scratch at his arm, the realization of the man’s words dawning on him as he, too, felt colder, more sluggish. He tried walking around but could scarcely muster up the energy to do so. What was the point? 

Gabe shook his head a few times, trying to bring himself back to the moment. Were these the beginnings of change? He moved towards Nate, shivering as though the temperature had been turned down.

“I see you both noticing the beginnings of change. The temperature of this habitat was modified to accept human activity, but it’s easy to return it to settings more preferable to your new forms. For now, step towards the rock formation in the center there. As I’ve designed it, that should make a satisfactory basking rock and raise your dropping temperatures significantly.”

Nate glanced down at his arm, the dirty-greenish patches sending chills down his spine. His shivers started to get worse, developing into full-on tremors. Maybe it wasn’t just the shock of seeing his changing skin. He looked at Gabe, who seemed even worse off with eyes drifting closed while his limbs trembled.

Nate looked to the center of the dry portion of the enclosure. The elevated rock structure was basked in wonderfully inviting light. Maybe it was his desperate imagination, but he could swear he saw heat waves coming off the rock.

Grabbing Gabe’s rough arm, he pulled the other man with him to the rock. Immediately, the temperature rose as he moved them closer. By the time they had reached the flat rock, he had started to feel like himself again. Nate pushed Gabe onto the rock and collapsed beside him. The warmth of the rock on his body made him groan in relief. 

As his physical discomfort waned, Nate’s fear returned. He couldn’t believe how much he needed a heated rock, how much he enjoyed it. Like he was a damn…no. He still couldn’t believe it, but he couldn’t deny something was happening to them.

“So…w-what are your plans for us, specifically? What are you trying to turn us into?” Nate blushed furiously at the ridiculous question he just asked out loud. If he managed to escape, he was totally going to kick this guy’s ass.

“Trying! I’ve succeeded with you as I have with dozens of others. You’re already in the throes of transformation. Doesn’t it feel nice to soak up the sun’s warmth? Mammals never get to experience such a thing. There’s no need to expend unnecessary energy. You simply absorb the heat your body needs from the earth. Simply relax and let the world around you do all the work. Such bliss…”

“So we’re really turning…reptilian?” Nate laid his cheek against the warm rock, trying to hide tears from whatever camera was watching him.

“Cheer up! This is a time for celebration! To shed your human form for something greater, better! Can’t you feel it? That steady surge of arousal…how good it feels to change. Why don’t you remove your clothes…absorb the heat through your skin…”

Nate growled, his chest vibrating against the stone. “So you really are capable of changing us. I’m still not willingly going along with it. You’re getting off on all this, you perv! I’m not taking my clothes off for you, and stop talking about the ’arousal of the change’ or whatever.”

Nate curled up on the rock, closed his eyes, and tried to focus on the comfort he felt here. He winced at the way his scaly arm scratched against the rough stone.

“Neither am I!” Gabe replied, voice unsteady as he scarcely believed his own words. Wasn’t he already giving in by soaking up the heat from the rock? No. He too refused to play this game. 

Gabe sat there, arms crossed in defiance, ignoring the scaly patches of skin that crawled over his arm, or the way his tail bone ached. He tried his best not to focus on the warm pulse radiating into his groin, how good the warmth felt, how relaxed it made him…NO! He wouldn’t give in. Maybe if he resisted, the nanites would fail in their work and they could remain human, perhaps escape, warn others.

“Oh, Gabe. I think you might be one of my favorites so far. You can’t fool me. You’re already feeling it, aren’t you? The process is stimulating, after all. And if experience is any indication, reptilian changes are quite enjoyable. As your metabolism shifts and slows, your thoughts will slow too. Your arousal is building slowly but steadily, boys. Enjoy how sensitive you’re becoming. How your minds are slowly shifting and drifting down…down into the swamp where you belong.”

Listening to the soothing speech the voice was giving them, Nate found himself slowly grinding against the rock. He felt a warmth in his groin as well, a dull ache of pleasure that felt so good to indulge. Nate blinked slowly and scratched at his scales as they gained more definition. He knew had to fight against these feelings but it was harder than he thought.

Gabe watched as Nate slowly rubbed his body against the rock face, the temptation to join him almost unbearable. He could feel his skin drying out now, not just on his arms but all over. The ache in his backside persisted, as though his tail bone was slowly stretching, pressing against the fabric of his underwear. It felt so good… 

Gabe shook his head a few times, trying to bring himself out of the moment. The more he resisted, the more agony the changes brought. His hair was slowly falling around his body, reddening skin a prelude to the muddied scales that would soon cover his head. He was desperately trying not to touch himself, to succumb to the temptations of his flesh. 

It was then that a strange scent wafted into his nostrils. It fueled his arousal, causing his member to tent painfully in his pants. He could feel himself leaking musky precum all over his underwear. Worse, the alluring scent was emanating not just from his own crotch but also from his companion’s.

“Oohhh…” Gabe moaned, wanting so desperately to relieve the lusts his body was experiencing.

Nate looked up at the moan, brow furrowed when he saw Gabe’s bare scalp, the skin already looking thicker and rough. Nate felt his own nostrils twitch at a scent in the air. He scanned the room, his head turning slowly as he looked to Gabe, realizing that the scaly man was the source of the aroma. He leaned forward as he focused more and more on the musky stench. It wasn’t unpleasant. In fact, he could feel another wave of warmth wash over him, his heart slowly thumping in his chest. Despite everything, a smile spread across his face. He lazily looked back up at Gabe, a strange look reflected in the other man’s eyes. It looked almost like… 

“Gabe…are you turned on right now?” Nate asked, dreamily. He hoped it was true, and that Gabe mirrored the lust that was starting to overwhelm him.

“Of course he is, Nate. And from the way you’re grinding on the rock, I’d say it’s obvious you are too. It’s perfectly natural. Yes, you are two healthy and virile specimens. It’s normal for your libidos to take over. As your thoughts slow, you’ll find that your arousal and pleasure grow. It’s very wonderful. Now, don’t you think it sounds more fun to get to know Gabe rather than that rock? Go say hello.”

Nate’s head bobbed with the pulsing hum of the speaker. He became very aware of his hardness rubbing the rock through his jeans. As the man spoke, Nate noticed how Gabe’s scent became more nuanced. He could smell the sweat and fear but more pungent was lust. Nate’s tongue moved across his lips and its tip managed to reach his nostrils, which were slowly expanding. 

Nate felt a growing need for companionship. He slowly began to crawl across the stone towards Gabe, growling softly as his spine and tailbone ached. A snort escaped his lips as he shook away the loose hair falling from his head.

“Yes, that’s it, Nate. Give in to your instincts. Go to your friend. Can’t you smell how much he needs you? Let your mind slow. Yes…”

The voice continued, professional demeanor replaced with a childlike sense of wonderment. “The more you give in to your instincts, the more wonderful the process will feel. When you finally cum, your changes will complete. You’ll be settled in your new forms.”

Gabe watched Nate crawl towards him, lustful gaze in his eyes. He wanted so badly to go to him, to rub his scaly body against Nate’s own. But he couldn’t. He wasn’t gay, damnit! Moreover, he couldn’t condemn himself and Nate to a beastly fate. To willing give up his humanity…he would fight. He had to fight.

Gabe tried to move away, to prevent Nate from touching him lest he gave into temptation. Yet, he couldn’t move. The pleasure from standing on the warm rock was too much, too tempting to ignore. Gabe could only stand there, leaking all over his crotch as his pants swelled from the surge of growth in his ass. His balls and groin ached. He so desperately wanted to rub the sensitive area but resisted, groaning in agony. 

“No…Nate stop…we’ll be animals…you have to fight…” he moaned weakly, his voice betraying his desire.

Nate blinked slowly, tilting his head. It took longer than normal for Gabe’s words to register. . “He’s…already changed us so much. I don’t know if I have it in me, man. And you smell really good…” Nate finished, looking back up at Gabe with lust in his features. 

Nate frowned at his hands, the backs already covered in a thick hide. His nose stretched a bit more while his hips swayed side to side. His belt buckle groaned as it scraped against the rock. He whimpered as the ache in his backside grew worse, though he did his best to force his hips to stay still.

“No, common man, we have to…haveooohhhh…” Gabe moaned, the pain in his back causing him to fall onto his knees. His spine ached and pulsed, pressing agonizingly against the entrapping garments. 

Gabe tried to reach back, to pull down his pants, but his arms wouldn’t move as far back as he was accustomed to. With a loud roar, his pants split down the rear, allowing his new growth to finally breathe in the now-humid air. Gabe panted from release as his tail continued to stretch, tearing at the shredded seams of his pants as it pushed its way further and further. 

The motion made him realize how thick his tongue was, how he could see his nose in front of his face. His nostrils had widened, taking in more of his musk as it leaked from his needy backside. His thoughts began to slow as pleasure radiated into his body from the contact of his new tail on the warm concrete.

“Ooohhhh…” Gabe moaned, watching Nate struggle with his own changes as his jaw cracked forward. “We have to fight…we can’t…I’m not gay man, I…” He moaned, trying to look away, to shut out the scents of his would-be mate.

“Now, now…rigid definitions of sexuality are so…human, Gabe. Stop worrying about what you were and embrace what you are becoming! It’s not about gay or straight anymore. It is about taking care of your natural urges. You’re both very aroused right now, so very horny. However, you have the good fortune of being near each other! Two very strong and handsome males, just helping each other out in a time of great need. I think Nate is getting it…aren’t you, Nate?”

Nate’s whole form trembled as Gabe’s tail continued to spill out of his pants. Gabe’s scent was now unconfined and completely intoxicating. Nate growled as his face stretched a full inch longer, his nose widening across his extending jaws. His own nascent tail pulsed and strained at his jeans as he started crawling forward again. His shoes tore open with a series of rips as his clawed toes made short work of the canvas sneakers. Fingernails had also developed sharp points, clacking against the rock as he scrambled forward.

“Gabe…I can help you…” Nate hissed, feeling the excitement in his loins. 

“Ooohhhrrrrrrggff!” Gabe moaned, feeling his jaw lurch forward, teeth aching as they sprouted up between his widening gums. “I want you Nate…but…I don’t wanna make you an animal. I don’t wannrrrre…” he growled, his entire frame groaning and creaking with change. 

“Why do you fight Gabe? Your friend needs you. You could help him. Ease your suffering. He’s ready for you. Can’t you smell his musk? You could mount him, make him yours. Or he you, depending on your preference,” the doctor continued, sexual excitement almost palpable in his voice. 

Gabe continued to spasm on the rock face, tail lashing more uncontrollably as it grew ever longer, tearing apart his ruined jeans fiber by fiber. He felt his feet push painfully against his confining shoes, new claws tearing at the frail fabric of his socks and threatening to split the seams in two. 

“Would it be so bad, Gabe, to be an animal? Animals don’t suffer from silly human morality. You could take what you want. Let your thoughts slow. Go to him, Gabe. He wants it so badly. To be a reptile. But To rub against you, to take you underwater and make you his own. You would deny him that? You would deny yourself? Don’t fight it, Gabe. Show him, Nate. Show him how good it could be.”

Nate threw his head back in a growl, snout popping as it stretched. His mouth opened wider than ever before, his teeth thickening and lengthening into blunt fangs. Powerful jaws snapped shut and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in his new bite strength. It felt good to display his primal abilities.

Nate couldn’t stand the strain anymore. With a beastly roar his thick, stubby tail finally tore through the seat of his jeans. He rumbled happily and rolled about, tearing his pants more. Soon righting himself, Nate found he clad only in a plain, dirty shirt, bare from the waist down.

“Graaabe…I’m srorry. I just feel…fruucck…” He groaned, wincing and shaking his head. When he opened his eyes, the pupils had contracted into reptilian slits. He resumed his crawl towards Gabe, growling at his new mate with lust. “Wroould it be soo braaad…to touch each otherrrr?”

Gabe moaned and panted as his jaw pressed forward, his voice deepening as his vocal cords began to change inside his ballooning neck. His shoes, painfully tight from his changing feet burst open, allowing his reptilian claws to breathe in the humid air. His shirt was pulled taut against his expanding frame, thus far the only garment to escape his growth. 

Every fiber of his being flared from the lust of his transformation. Nate’s scent burned in his enlarged nostrils, a thick musk wafting up from the fluids leaking out of his scaly underside. He wanted so bad to resist, to hold on to his humanity. Yet there was little of the human Gabe left in the scaly beast he was steadily becoming. There was no point in resisting any longer. Gabe began to crawl over to his cellmate, craving the contact of Nate’s scaly hide against his own.

Gabe’s thoughts continued to slow. He could still make out the doctor’s words but he no longer cared. The sexual desire became all-consuming. If it felt this good to shed his humanity, to become the beast, he would do so willingly. 

“Naaaaate…I’m soooooory…I rrrreeeeeed,” Gabe moaned, voice slowly fading into a crocodilian hiss. 

Gabe finally reached his new mate, relishing the heat of contact on the rocks and the sensations of touch against his friend’s scaly hide. He rubbed and moaned, slit oozing fluids as his member snaked out of his new hole, leaking all over the rock. He wanted to touch his mate but his arms were stunted and restricted. Worse, his mouth was heavy in front of his face, unable to kiss or lick the other gator. 

Nate’s thick tongue stretched past his dull fangs and slid eagerly across his broad snout. His slitted pupils dilated wide as the scent from Gabe’s reptilian erection fully ensnared his attention. Drool ran from the corners of his maw, forming rivulets between his thick scales as they traveled down his neck. His throaty groans were accompanied by the tear of stitches. His neck was widening in time with his lusty breaths from the cloud of powerful musk surrounding him, proving too much for his shirt.

Gabe’s body surged forth with the agony of transformation. His irritation was relieved only from the constant throbbing from his now fully reptilian member. His muzzle surged forth, gums aching as dozens of new sharp teeth burst through. His tail stretched, thrashing madly against the rocks as his legs shrank, making the position more comfortable. His eyes burned momentarily and he shut them, wincing and growling as he rubbed his member against Nate’s flank to alleviate the strain. He opened them suddenly, largely unaware of the new nictating membrane that had developed, or the thick crocodilian slits they now sported. He could only think about nice his new mate looked, how much he needed to feel his member rubbing against Nate’s own.

“Oooh…srexxy…” Nate moaned, voice barely intelligible, scarcely more than a throaty growl. 

His tail pulsed and twitched, thumping loudly against the ground. It thrashed side to side, now thicker than his dwindling legs. Their blunt claws still managed to carve shallow grooves into the surface of the rock. Nate had crossed the threshold of becoming a beast and he had no resistance left for his new instincts. He awkwardly shuffled his scaly bulk next to his mate, grunting as he rolled onto his side, his own cock bouncing lewdly against Gabe’s.”Grarbe…wanna…rrrub…”

“Yes…that’s it…just a little more…you’re almost there. Free to explore your new lives and bodies as beasts…free from human restrictions. Take your mate, Gabe,” said the voice over the speaker, evidently pleased with the results of his labor. 

“Grrrruccckk me, Nate!” Gabe hissed as he inched towards the water, feeling the urge to submerge himself, to be taken by his mate. 

His nostrils flared, widening as they repositioned themselves at the front of Gabe’s snout. Their new size drew in the thick cloud of his mate’s lust, the perfume of reptilian pre driving him mad with need.

Gabe crawled forward slowly, still unused to how short his arms and legs had become. His shirt was painfully tight around his middle, and the air was filled with the fine sounds of fibers unfurling as his form slowly outgrew the useless human rags. The collar of his shirt caught on a rock and with a resounding rip the remaining fabrics tore off Gabe’s thick scales. He stood fully nude, clad only in the greenish-brown armor he’d wear all the rest of his days. 

The gator-man scarcely had thought to mourn his lost humanity, however. The scent of his mate’s need was strong. He longed to feel his member brushed up against the other male’s, to feel his anus penetrated and his prostate stimulated to glorious orgasm.

“Rawwrr…rrrrrooood…” The other gator-man growled in need. Nate’s snout popped and creaked as it finished widening. Clear fluid ran from his altered nostrils as they continued to drink in Gabe’s scent. 

Nate blinked stupidly as his body unconsciously moved toward the edge of the rock, unable to help but follow his mate. He growled in discomfort as his arms changed shape, pulling in close to his body as they shrank. He roared and redoubled his efforts, using the increased bulk of his torso as leverage to throw his weight closer to his goal. His scaly belly, now free from all the unnatural material of his former life, scratched against the warm rock as he approached the water’s edge.

Nate now bore a monstrous grin, his new white teeth gleaming in the light. He had never felt this free. As higher thought left his mind he could be fully present in the physical power of his new body. He found that he loved the agony of his aching organ. The drive to sate his desire within his partner carried him so far away from his humanity. And not an ounce of remaining cognition could be made to care/

“Rrrready orr not…I’m comming forrr you Grabe…” Nate growled, embracing his ancient, reptilian brain. He had become a mighty predator, a hunter who waited in the depths of the water for his next conquest. 

Nate hissed as his front claws touched the cool water. He looked over at his mate, growling softly at the other gator. “Get in…nroww!”  He was through waiting.

“Yeessssss,” Gabe hissed as he inched forward towards the water. His limbs steadily shrank, growing thick with muscle and fat as they propelled him forward on his now webbed claws. The heat from the rocks had fueled him. Now, he was driven by the primal instinct to enter the water and mate the emerging bull gator his cellmate had become.

Gabe’s human mind was still present, though buried under millions of years of reptilian instinct and evolution. He couldn’t stop his actions if he’d wanted to. Yet, he held no desire to do so. He felt free, powerful, primal in a way that was indescribable in human terms. He was glad to sacrifice his humanity for the basic wants and drives of the beast he’d become. Life would be simple, peaceful as he was baptized into countless years of reptilian bliss with his new mate. 

His changed member leaked fluids on the rocks as he slowly entered the water, its musky scent driving Nate to chase him. It felt right to be submerged. His body was built for it. Lowering his head he could see clearly through the murky pond thanks to the third membrane his crocodilian form provided him. He took a deep lungful of air as he lowered his head down, able to stay under for hours if need be. With the need in his loins, however, it was unlikely he would last that long.

The cooling water washed away the final aches and pains of transformation as Gabe grew fully into the massive beast he was meant to be. He felt a distinctive ripple in the water, a sure sign his mate had joined him and was coming to take him and make him his own. Gabe took no issue to the notion of submitting to the slightly larger male. Perhaps someday he would challenge Nate for the right to breed him instead, though for now, his form ached with the desire to be filled. 

Moving elegantly with ease in the water, he rolled himself over, desperate to feel his flesh touch his mate’s. He needed to feel Nate’s cock line up with his tail as they gripped each other and rutted themselves into their new lives.

“Mmm…good boy. The water is where you belong; embrace the beast. Mate that handsome gator waiting for you…”

The man’s voice disappeared as Nate’s broad head ducked below the surface. His increased weight pulled him down into the pond quickly and he found himself spinning slowly in the water. His heart pounded almost painfully in his chest. Throughout this ordeal, he had felt more and more out of place on the land. But now he felt…home. He was free to move as his altered body wanted him, making him feel powerful.

Nate rolled himself upright, thrashing his tail to propel him forward. He could sense his mate was close. Within a few moments, his claws were running over Gabe’s back. He roughly pushed off the other gator, sending Gabe spinning in the water and exposing his brighter belly. With a muted roar, Nate launched himself forward, slaming into Gabe as they sank to the muddy floor of the pond. 

He licked and lightly bit at Gabe’s snout as his member thrust forward, looking for Gabe’s ready opening. Gabe’s cloacha clenched, the feeling of Nate’s cock rubbing his own as he searched for that same hole sublime. It further provoked his need to mate, to rut, to spill his seed with his fellow gator. 

Gabe raked his front claws down Nate’s lightly colored stomach, desperate to form a grip with his stubby appendages. The touch of Nate’s own claws spurred his arousal as he scented the molecules of their combined fluids in the water all around them. Finally, he gained a hold and slammed his lower body against Nate’s, feeling the tip of the larger gator’s cock slide below his own cock as it entered the ready flesh. 

Gabe moaned and struggled, eager to feel his mate drive deeper, to feel Nate’s organ rub so elegantly against his own. Nothing else mattered. Awash in pure reptilian bliss he thrust his massive scaled body back and forth, his lust growing as his first crocodilian orgasm began welling up from his loins

Nate pounded his massive form in rhythm with Gabe’s, a powerful wave of cascading pleasure shooting through his body. He felt something churn and pulse within him, preparing to release his seed into his needy mate. He clenched his jaws, vibrating uncontrollably as he came, pulsing with a thick load all over his mate’s tail hole.

The sensation of Nate’s seed inside him, gator cock pressed up against his own cock brought Gabe to an intense climax as well. He roared, sound muted by the water as he shot several ropes of semen into the pond, clouding up around their changed forms. 

The two gators floated together, allowing their bodies to go limp with release, slowly spinning around. They remained grasped to each other, enjoying the feeling of each other’s closeness. All thoughts of the future were wiped away. They simply lived in enjoyment of the moment, of feeling each other’s scaly hides and the primal satisfaction knowing they’d successfully mated. 

After many moments, both newly-changed gators came up for air, slowly crawling back onto shore and seeking the basking rock that had given them so much bliss. Their snouts detected the succlunt scent of food and both made their way towards a cornucopia of raw meat their captor had left for them. Their changed forms craved the protein, though their new metabolisms would be satisfied with this offering for many days to come, Both dug in, scarily fighting over the morsels as the memory of their lust and pleasure in each other’s company was still fresh in their minds, eliminating any notions of rivarily. They were mates now, in the truest sense of the word.

******

The doctor watched from his secure office, having thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his new creations engage in their first of what he knew to be many copulations. Eventually, he would find new homes for them where they would be well cared for. Smiling in contentment, he cleaned himself up, preparing to greet his next pair of lucky individuals and leaving these changed men to their new lives.