As far removed from the rest of the world as they were, thoughts of a viral outbreak should have been the last thing on their minds. Of course, they were a little late in getting out of the city, and there was every chance they were perhaps already exposed to whatever silly disease that had everyone up in arms. At least they had left before quarantine orders were imposed! And as Frank pointed out, without cell service, no one could trace them to his family’s cabin.
Still, Amoreena thought the whole thing was a little foolish, the chance to get out to the cabin aside. It wasn’t the first time in recent years that an airborne virus caused everyone to panic and seek shelter where they could. But aside from getting sick, the symptoms of this particular outbreak were a little…out there, to say the least. Physical rashes, strange growths, and a massive surge of arousal went well beyond any conventional diseases. People acting like crazed monsters in heat was the stuff of science fiction, after all. Regardless, it seemed people were entering panic mode, everyone for themselves. And any strange reports, as absurd as they were, were an insult to whatever real illness was out there and whatever consequences it might bring.
“Would you stop scratching that?” Frank eventually snapped, a little sharper than he had intended. Still, with rumors that the virus was spread by bug bites, Frank felt he couldn’t be too careful. Amoreena sighed a little, pulling away from the red welt as the pair listened to the radio for further reports. Even her skepticism couldn’t deny the sheer insanity of pure body horror being described over the radio. People were spasming in the streets, their muscles bulging, and strange growths rapidly bursting through the skin. Like something out of an erotic horror film, it seemed faces were contorting, fangs glistening from maws, and feral cocks or numerous breasts popped apart shirts and dresses. Not having their phones to check made things worse, but even over the radio, it seemed Frank’s caution was warranted. People really were changing, beyond simple physical alterations, to start appearing as non-human species. As best as they could tell from the reports, people were growing tails, fur, claws, and fucking like, well, animals.
“At least it’s mostly contained by now,” Amoreena remarked, and Frank felt himself relax a little. Even he had to admit it was all a little much, the more he thought about it. As they parked the car and got their stuff to the cabin, he was all but agreeing with his partner that the reports were silly.
“Yeah, that’s true. But I think you’d look pretty cute with a tail. Maybe cat ears?” He teased, and Amoreena took a swipe at him.
“Careful, kitty has claws!” She laughed, and Frank finally relented and giggled.
“I don’t know. Maybe it would be fun to be infected. Just the two of us out here…they say guys are growing huge cocks, right…?” Amoreena teased, making Frank blush.
“What, am I not man enough for you?” He asked, no hint of seriousness in his voice.
“Oh, you’re man enough for me,” Amoreena replied, moving toward him and taking him in a deep kiss. “But a little beast might be fun as well.”
Frank couldn’t help but feel a little flushed, knowing they had all the time in the world for some fun. He loved being out here, away from it all, the nearest town a decent drive away. They were totally isolated from the crisis in the city, without any obligations for at least the next few days. And he was eager to get their stuff set up so that they could truly put the concerns of the world out of their minds.
Being a bit of a loner at heart, Frank was more than happy being away from it all. He knew it bothered Amoreena somewhat, though she did it for him. Current circumstances aside, of course. Still, she was the social one of the pair, always trying to get him out of his shell. And deep down, he loved her for it, as draining as being around people could be. They were a perfect contrast to each other, something that in no small part made their relationship special.
Still scratching at her skin, Amoreena ducked into the bathroom, hoping they had some cream. As silly and overblown as she thought the virus scare was, she found herself unable to get it out of her mind. Damn, she wished she could get a wifi signal out here! Still, inspecting herself in the mirror didn’t reveal anything amiss. She was still her usual white, muscled self, though rubbing the skin left her aware she was a little sore. And was the itching spreading over her body? Or was she just being paranoid?
Eventually, the pair had everything moved inside and had started on dinner. It couldn’t come soon enough. Amoreena, surprisingly, was starving. “Getting antsy, kitten?” Frank teased, though the look of irritation she shot him caused him to pause. It was all she could do not to devour her burgers, avoiding all garnishes in favor of the meat. Eating two and then three in short order, Frank went to tease her once more, saying, “I hope that’s not the virus, you’ll have us out of supplies by morning!” To which she growled in a feral tone.
Frank’s concerned features were ignored in her confusion as she rubbed her throat a little. She wanted to tease her smart-ass partner back, a point of pride for their relationship. Voice off, Amoreena was quickly distracted by the heat plaguing her, prompting her to fan her shirt a little. She was suddenly sweltering, wanting to take it off. Not that Frank would have complained, she was sure. Still, at the moment, it seemed he was a little nervous, as though worried she was infectious. She wanted to reassure him, but the very real possibility had her concerned as well. What had been off with her voice? How long did the virus wait to take effect, anyway?
Eventually, she opted to head to the bathroom, Frank following out of concern, though eventually giving her space. Running some water over her face, she scanned her reflection a few times, trying to find something off. Her squareish features seemed normal for the moment, though the more she looked herself over, the more unsure she became. Worry soon came to a head as she screamed, her soft voice ending in a roar at the realization. Her black eyes had rapidly turned amber, swelling in the sockets and causing her to groan. Not only was she infected, but the viral changes were more grotesque than she could have imagined!
Trying to call out to Frank, Amoreena stumbled out of the bathroom, suffering a wave of growth. Her clothing was suddenly tight, feminine features bulging out with more muscle than they could possibly handle. Despite the risk of infection, Frank was on her, trying to support her body as she struggled to stand. The changes weren’t painful, per se, though they were largely uncomfortable, adding enough mass that her clothes began to tighten around her. She had no thought to take them off, rather encapsulated by the fear of what was happening.
Face twisting in a look of horror, Amoreena could only groan as her bones continued to pop all over. Wild rips started forming in her clothes as her skin rippled with bulging muscles. She looked like something from a horror show, especially as her head started to shift, eyes watering as her features contorted. Despite it all, a passing thought left her fearful for her next actions. Would she tear her lover from limb? With the pain in her head, there was every chance her mind would be erased for bestial desires. And with her jaw clenching and mouth watering, it seemed whatever she was becoming was a monster!
Despite the horrific possibilities the virus might inflict, Amoreena was hit with a surprise surge of lust, her loins lit aflame and leaving her to groan. It was enough that she was nearly tempted to rub at it, growling in a more bestial cadence from her frustration. There was no obvious source, save what she recalled having heard about those infected. Surprisingly, her partner’s musk was still present, something she could detect under his fear and concern. Suddenly being able to scent emotions was alarming, though hardly enough to distract from the heat in her sex. If there wasn’t something to stimulate it right away…she felt she would go mad!
While she was unsure what she was becoming, such mattered little with her partner so close. Rubbing her sex with one hand while gesturing for Frank to approach, he reflexively backed away. Yet, he was hardly fast enough for the beast she was becoming. The lust in her amber eyes was obvious, even if her twitching body was something out of a horror show. Bones cracking while muscles tore at the skin, Amoreena was soon towering over him, a glint in her eyes that almost spoke of hunger. She could smell the tangy fear on his skin, sure that Frank worried she would eat him. It was not a physical hunger assailing her, however, but one that required his cock!
With her mouth slightly distended and her eye teeth expanding into the start of massive fangs, Frank was sure she was advancing on him to eat him. Yet, her proximity caused a strange scent to waft his way, something sweaty and musky that made him pause. Better than even the odor of their love making, Frank found himself sniffing vigorously, the pheromones burning into his brain and sending a surge of blood through his cock. He needed her in the worst way, as though the virus was making her the most attractive being in the world. Part of him knew he had to resist, that she would infect him too, if he wasn’t already. Yet, with her damp, moist sex so close, how could he possibly say no?
As best he could, Frank stood on his tiptoes, kissing her as his hands moved to play over her body. The rather disproportionate muscle mass was surprisingly fetching, Frank’s touch causing more to bulge outward. Of course, his other hand soon reached to tease her sex, feeling the moisture through her jeans. A strange purring sound hit his ears, and Frank couldn’t help but moan out, “That’s a good kitten!” At that, Amoreena tugged him in close, enough to crush him, though more fixated on having him rub against her sex.
The scent of her heat rapidly burned into Frank’s nose, erasing his previous fears of being eaten. There was a better chance of being fucked to death, though that was less of a worry when it would objectively be the best way to go. Still, it seemed Amoreena was not inclined to let him off easily, moaning out in a deeper tone, “Fuck Frankie, I need you so bad…” It was all he had not to rip off his pants and take her right there!
Still, with her body changing, he figured it was best to wait, allowing her to get used to things. Her previous 5’6 was towering over Frank’s 6’3, leaving him feeling a little disorientated. He had to admit even the off-proportioned muscles were starting to seem sexy, and Amoreena eventually pulled back, flexing for him. The efforts left her sleeves torn, exposing her tattoos as well as her pink skin being peppered with patterns of orange. With her shirt pulled up, Frank was privy to the sight of white hairs spreading up her navel. Her insistent need to scratch her groin was a sign it was developing the same, though Frank only thought to care that they were better holding her feminine nectar.
Reaching up to rub her face, Frank looked to see several dozen hairs poking from the sides of her cheeks, making her twitch them several times. With the sight of her nose scrunching, Frank was left to assume her features were becoming more feline in nature. It was hard not to chuckle at the coincidence of her nickname, though doing so came with the chance of being mauled. Especially as her wavy, short-cut black hair started to ripple with orange, though maintaining some black in the form of stripes. As best he could tell, she was becoming part tiger, something Frank saw just as sexy as she was dangerous!
Ears twitching through the ruff of white, Amoreena looked down at him with a pang of sexual hunger, unable to wait for her changes to conclude. She could smell the arousal in the air, though she could not deny the concern there as well. Frank wanted her, despite the certainty it would infect him as well. However, she was so much larger than he was, and while she was used to being more coy in the bedroom, her current need and authority could not be ignored.
Able to resist enough not to take him by force, Amoreena pulled up her shirt, moving to rub her fur and breasts. As much as Frank wanted to pull away, the heady musk drew him in. Frank ended up rubbing his face in her growing fur, huffing deeply of her scent as she held him tightly against her. He was enthralled, his touch seeming to spread the mostly white fur over her chest. And best of all, her feminine essence burned into his nose, causing his thoughts to waver and his lust to grow beyond understanding. If the virus felt this good…no wonder it was spreading!
Growling, Amoreena moved back to allow Frank the chance to motorboat her breasts. The tissue was surprisingly sensitive, causing the changing tiger woman to purr a little. Frank’s hands were soon teasing over them as well, their skin devoid of fur even as Frank continued to rub them. Somehow, the musk from her sex was even more potent now, and Frank felt his thoughts, fears, and concerns erased with the promise of lust. Unbeknownst to him, Frank’s nose was beginning to twitch, moistening as his slits widened and he breathed in heavily of her essence. In that moment, it felt right in a way that surpassed even his previous confidence.
Unable to think why it was a bad thing, Frank’s tongue started to tease her areolas, eliciting another growl from the changing tiger. Having not expected it, Amoreena felt a build-up of pressure before something leaked out, a strange fluid that Frank was eager to lap up. Was she lactating? A part of her wondered if she was contagious, and Frank drinking from her was all but sealing his fate. In the heat of the moment, it didn’t matter, Amoreena’s desire for sex and change all all-consuming. She was already massive, muscles still surging under the skin as her body continued to transform. And she was sure that the more they played with each other, the faster her form would alter into something they now saw as far more desirable!
Frank no longer harbored concern for his safety or even humanity as he continued to lap at her milk like it was the finest wine. As much as he wanted to take off his shirt and rub his brown skin against her fur, he could not bring himself to pull back. Amoreena was happy to hold her breasts sturdy for him to drink as much as he desired. It seemed she had an infinite reservoir for his pleasure, and Frank’s surprisingly flatter tongue was eager to tease as much from her as possible. His own hands were busy rubbing her chest fur, loving the texture and the fact that his surprisingly sharper nails didn’t seem to bother her.
A deep moan escaped her blackened lips as Frank’s fingers found another lump, one with a twin directly across from it. Moving over her supple flesh, Frank was shocked when it began to balloon outward, forming its own areola that Frank was eager to lap at. Within moments, her new breast was lactating as well, the pressure building before being alleviated by Frank’s eager tongue. With two new breasts to play with, Frank was eager to move between them while Amoreena mashed her first two together. Milk was dripping down on Frank’s curly black hair, altering its consistency as they both continued to change.
“Mrrrfff…more tits for you to play with…are you sure you’re up for it, stud?” Amoreena purred, teasing his changing hair. Frank was absorbed in his work, however, rubbing two of her breasts with his hands and sucking at a nipple with gusto.
While his actions were having an obvious effect on his body, Frank could hardly bring himself to care. Cracks in his jaw seemed to be the start of it pushing outward somewhat, making him wish to clench to alleviate the discomfort. Stretching lips managed to work their way over her nipple, Frank careful of his decidedly sharper teeth as he licked and sucked. He was thankful for the added space for his longer tongue, something he was eager to put to work. The flavor of her milk was somewhat better now, causing him to lap and rub her milk from multiple nipples. Milk was leaking into his skin, causing more fur to burst from the pores. He could hardly bring himself to care, almost unaware in his lust-fueled haze.
While Amoreena was more in control of her facilities, the pleasure of having her nipples teased was far more intense than she had been expecting. Rubbing them caused her sex to leak, filling their noses with more of that pleasant musk. Better yet was when the sensitive skin between her belly fur parted to swell into what she assumed was a third pair. Eager to rub them into existence, Amoreena felt her lust reaching its zenith. It was as though she could cum hands-free, her hands working new nipples and all the pleasure centers they possessed. While not entirely uniform, each seemed as sensitive as the last, and Amoreena growled out in her feline baritone as she fell over the edge. It was all she had to stay standing, Frank’s eager snout accentuating her release as she felt a second building on the heels of the first. Hell, if she knew the virus would inflict such pleasure, she would have argued to stay in the city!
Hotter still was how much of a beast Frank was acting in mind, exuding a horny energy that surpassed anything either could have expected. It was as though her musk was driving him crazy, though Amoreena couldn’t find any fault in that, given how vigorously he was going after her breasts. Still, he eventually came up for air, formerly brown eyes carrying a beastly amber that nearly made her cum all over again. It was amazing how much the changes turned her on, and the scent of his leaking cock left her hoping he had the stamina to match!
A look of confusion crossed his features as Frank winced, rubbing his gums a little. With the added space in his gumline, Frank’s canines were getting surprisingly large. Getting up to look in the mirror, Frank grunted, a higher-pitched quality to his formerly deep voice that turned her on. His mix of New York and Hispanic accent was still present, though more guttural as his canines continued to swell past what he figured he could manage.
“Rrrhat’s going on?” Frank tried to say, struggling with his altered jaw. Reaching up with a slightly clawed nail, Frank was in time to watch his canines extending, almost too large for the size of his muzzle. Soon, his saber-like teeth were sticking down past his darker lips, though it seemed they had already formed indents to fit in comfortably.
That was not the only change as the itching over his skin intensified, not only from his hair but his face and neck as well. As tempting as it was to tear off his shirt, Frank was fascinated by feeling his already thick body hair extending as even more grew from new follicles. His black-haired beard altered as well, forcing patches of white around the black background. The species wasn’t nearly as evident as in Amoreena’s case, though the texture was pleasantly soft under his touch. And he was eager to see more growing in, almost ignorant of his aching cock with his admiration.
The sight of his changes was almost too much for Amoreena to handle, needing to be fucked and not caring if Frank wasn’t fully altered yet. She’d been watching his transformation all the while, though she began struggling with her swelling muscles pulling her clothing tight. Despite her strength, efforts to pull them off were for naught, at least while trying to keep them intact. And in truth, the idea of her being so large she needed to tear from that was arousing all on its own. With a feline growl, Amoreena felt her thighs burst from her pants, spilling orange and black from the rips. Her panties held out a little longer, though they were no match for the tiger as they tore off, falling discarded to the floor.
All that remained of her human clothing was her shoes, and a sudden tightness was a sign that they would not last either. She wanted to rip them off, though her shifting proportions made it hard to bend down. A sudden surge of pain emanated from each toe, the nails thickening and enlarging into the beds before erupting outward. Their pointed tips soon burst through the material, and Amoreena was eager to flex them, thinking about what they would look like once they changed.
Even as distracted as Frank was playing with his fur, the sweaty, stinky musk of Amoreena’s sex drew his attention once more. Cock at its apex, Frank felt himself start to drool, looking down at her recent changes. Rather than her damp sex, however, his eyes fixated on her shoes, the sides popping along the row of stitching with a wave of tiger fur. Widening feet did away with the sides and her socks, and all it took was her clenching and unclenching her toes to push them away. She grinned a wide-toothed grin, happy to be rid of them as both looked to see what had become of her feet.
Unlike a natural cat’s, her stance was still plantigrade, though the base of her foot continued to expand to better hold her new weight. Her toes were largely the same as before, though there was no denying the deadly talons at the tips. With some effort, it seemed she was able to retract them slightly, though the action seemed somewhat uncomfortable as she clenched her toes. Still, she was eager to show them off, lifting one for Frank’s inspection. Licking his lips, Frank stared at the thick pads adorning their undersides, each toe possessing a spade-snapped pad. The same shape had spread over her feet as well, some mix of feline and human that had both enamored.
Always one for foot play, Frank wasted no time getting down on his knees and huffing her essence. The steady musk wafting from her sex was even better down here, as was the earthy scent of her bare feet. A longer, curious tongue reached out to sample her wares, Frank chittering as he did so. The flavor was oddly divine, Frank taking to them like the most desperate man in the world. His wider tongue gave him a greater window to act, and he played over its expanse, loving the exotic textures. It seemed Amoreena was just as pleased, growling her approval and teasing her pearl toward another climax. The pure lust of the moment was primal and threatening to consume them both!
Just then, Amoreena felt her balance shift before she fell onto her ass, yelping her surprise. The moment he realized she was alright, Frank was on her like a beast, licking and teasing her paws from a more accessible angle. Without hindrance, he was able to worship them both in sequence, using able fingers to rub one while licking the other like an ice cream cone. The novelty of the experience was not lost to him, though he could hardly draw breath without drinking in her essence. Lust was all-consuming, fears of the virus or its repercussions the furthest thing from his mind. It seemed Amoreena was just as eager to allow things to happen, moving from her sex across her several breasts as pleasure took her.
Frank’s efforts were having an obvious effect on his own physiology as well, though he welcomed the changes if they made him more like his love. His own shirt was pulled up around his bulging pecs, though Frank was somewhat aware his torso was getting longer as well. Spine cracking and popping outward, he was shocked to have to adjust his posture several times, barely able to keep up. Arms swelled with bulk under his shirt sleeves, and his waistband was pulled taut around his widening hips. Even his own shoes were tight around swelling feet, something he was excited to experience firsthand. All the while, his skin erupted with new patches of fur, mostly black, with a texture he could not quite place. It mattered little what he was becoming, so long as he could continue to experience it in the heat of the moment!
All the while, Frank had been grinding his cock into his underwear as he worshiped Amoreena’s feet. The heady stench of her musk was enough to bring him close, even without touching himself. A passing thought was spared for attending to his rod, but his sex-starved mind was too enamored to really give it thought. It didn’t matter in the end as Frank prepared to blow a load in his underwear. All it took was for Amoreena to roar her orgasm for Frank to blow as well while he lapped her feet with vigor. Waves of pleasure washed through him, though it was a drop in the ocean for what he desired. And it barely gave his member a moment’s reprieve before he was hard again, balls swelling with the beginnings of his new beastly semen.
Eventually, Amoreena stood up, chest soaked with milk and sex damp with her juices. The hair had already been converted to tiger fur, having spread down her legs and over the back of her hybrid feet. It was obvious she was taller now, muscles toned, and making her into a hulking being. Yet, she was hardly as intimidating now, especially with the muscle mass that Frank was packing on. Still fixated on Amoreena’s feet, he had yet to stand to his proper height. But even with his shirt bunched up as it was, it was obvious how much length his torso had added as well.
Looking down at her sexy, furred lover, Amoreena was not expecting pressure in her spine, as though something was rippling under the skin. Bones uncoupling and expanding, a lump soon formed above her ass, one that her new hands explored with some curiosity. It took her a moment to associate it with a tail, something her tiger anatomy would surely have sported soon enough. Still, it was strange to feel linkages upon linkages pushing at its tip, muscle and sinew wrapping around it until Amoreena became aware of its weight. With some curiosity, she found it had developed the ability to move from the base, and she delighted in twitching it for a few moments. She was soon to discover it possessed many points of articulation, and Amoreena found she could easily curve it over her back, delighting in possessing it.
Yet, the focus of her arousal was soon on her lover, Frank standing unsteady as though drunk on her musk. She delighted in watching him change, his ears rounded as they twitched under his hair. A few cracks from his neck signaled its increased flexibility as he looked around at their bodies. Fur was spreading down his exposed chest, the same black with some white patches in peculiar places. Still somewhat confused, Frank’s chitter of lust distracted both of them before he frantically rubbed his chest. Much to their shared delight, it seemed the sets of red pinpricks through his fur were signs of his own bestial developments. Frank soon sported two additional pairs of nipples, though they did not swell with the same breast tissue as her own. Still, they seemed almost as sensitive, Frank unable to tease them all over fast enough. Without the ability to ask, Amoreena was still sure he could use some help!
“It’s good, isn’t it? I wouldn’t mind giving you a hand. I doubt yours make milk, though,” Amoreena teased, but it was obvious Frank was too horny to care. One of his hands was already down his pants, cock erect once more as the room became awash in the scent of his semen.
Amoreena could only lick her larger lips as she stared with eagerness at the sight of his warped visage. While she couldn’t be sure, most of his features were in line with a mustelid, perhaps a ferret. Except for the saber canines, something she couldn’t place on any animal that existed in modern times. Perhaps that added to the allure of things, making Frank more deadly than his form had a right to be. Either way, Amoreena was into it!
By now, the odd muscle spasms under the skin seemed to subside as Frank’s new bulk tore at his shirt. He was soaked with sweat, though it didn’t seem like he could perspire anymore. Panting, Frank went to speak, though he was shocked by a sudden surge of growth through his feet. While his shoes were still on, there was something powerfully arousing about feeling them rip from his body. And even the temptation to use his new flexibility was not enough for him to try and take them off. Frank was eager to see how big his new paws could get!
Amoreena’s lusty growl was cut short by pressure in her lower jaw, and she reached up to rub it away. Her face was pushing out somewhat, and teasing her tongue over growing fangs made her aware of how flat it had become. Tingling over its surface made her wonder if it was forming the minute barbs she knew cats possessed. She couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to lick Frank’s feet, using it to prompt them to change. And as her jaw continued to jut out and her nose twitched, she was sure it wouldn’t take much convincing!
With surprising speed, Amoreena took off, Frank nearly tripping over his altered feet in his attempt to follow her. His cock was rock hard within tighter pants, and Frank found it amazing they had remained on for so long. But even the discomfort was not enough to deter him, her heady musk filling him with a bestial intent. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on her, to make her take him as he wanted. And she was built for it, desiring the more forceful play that their altered bodies were evidently built for..
Running into their bedroom, Frank leaped onto her, knocking them both onto the bed. The force of it caused the frame to crack, though neither could be brought to care. Wriggling around with their furry bodies, Frank managed to shove his feet into her face, twitching his toes as his shoes tightened. While it would have disgusted most people, the beasts they were becoming desired nothing more than to give in to baser desires. As claws pushed through the socks and stitching, Amoreena immediately began licking at the exposed digits. It was as though she was working their changes into existence, sniffing his male stink and eager to worship his feet. It was all Frank could do not to fling the fragments of his shoes off to the side in an effort to help her along. But it was just as arousing to feel his feet growing, toes pressing against their confines, as his feet started splitting his shoes from the sides.
The moment his toes twitched against the warm air of the room, Amoreena was on them, taking long licks with her feline tongue. Playing over their surface, Frank delighted to discover thickening pads forming over their soles, much like the ones that Amoreena possessed. His longer claws did little to stem her efforts, Amoreena eager with her widening maw taking more of his foot inside. Soon, they had grown so wide to properly burst from the sides of the shoes, and Amroenna was hit with a wave of heady musk. But to her tiger senses, it was heavenly, and she licked and sucked with vigor, utilizing her wider muzzle. She was eager to pleasure him as much as possible, willing her face to press out into the hybrid tiger form she wished to possess. Even her shifting skull did little to dissuade her actions, Amoreena was rather delighted as her widening rostrum allowed her to better enjoy her lover’s stinky feet.
Eventually, the pressure of having his feet confined grew too much for Frank to handle, though Amoreena was not willing to wait. Reaching out with strong hands, she tore apart one shoe from the sides, careful of the razor-sharp claws that were making themselves known. Frank was eager to thrust his other foot for her inspection, his other shoe hanging precariously from it. With both shoes and socks removed, there was little in the way to hinder her work. Licking over the two feet in sequence, Amoreena was delighted to draw forth his thickening toe and sole pads. They were so much like her own now, plantigrade with five functional toes, though sharp claws had erupted from the base of each tip. To their delight, Frank’s feet seemed far more sensitive, and it was all he had to hold back against his leaking erection.
Just as eager for his continued foot worship, Frank held her head with one hand while jerking off with the other. His own hands were altering in a similar fashion, nails buried into their beds and expanding into pointed claws. His were somewhat blunted, not the predatory killing talons of his lover. But with his size, there was little difference as he roughly held her, encouraging her to lick further. This new dominant facet of his mind was hardly suited for his previous demeanor, and a part of him might have been disgusted with himself for his lack of control. But Amoreena was just as powerful and horny, his aggressions as much a turn-on for her. She wanted him to take her like an animal, to use her for his sexual needs. Her persistent musk had the desired effect, making Frank a ravenous beast as he stroked himself off while holding her firm.
Much too quickly, Frank felt himself rushing over the edge, and his cock preparing to blow. Yet, his bestial inclinations had no care for her comfort and were rather desperate for her to aid his release. The reality that his semen shot through the air and into her fur sat well with him, as though Frank was marking her as his mate. More semen blew from his cock than he was expecting, as though his changed testicles had refilled with hybrid sperm. They seemed larger, their sack itching with the growth of soft fur. Yet, in the moment of heat, all Frank could focus on was Amoreena’s tongue, the rough surface the perfect counter to his new pads. It was enough to extend his pleasure several seconds longer than he was used to, and with how horny he continued to be, Frank was sure he was hardly finished for the evening.
The sensation of tingling over his maleness caused him to hiss, Amoreena stopping as well to look him over. His foreskin seemed to deepen rapidly, prompting Frank to finger it, though careful of his claws. It was far deeper than he might have expected, the surface thickening to stick to the skin of his groin. Hitching his cock up toward his face, Frank started licking his lips, as though wondering if he could deep throat it. He hardly had time to focus on such with how hungry Amoreena was for his cock, and the ongoing changes that made it more appealing. Soon, what remained of his shaft began to glow a deep red, more like a beacon to their changed senses. The glans soon deflated into the shaft, though it was not to stay that way if a swelling in the base was any indication.
“That looks more…canine?” Amoreena remarked, taking the time to really absorb the changes. It was difficult, given her leaking breasts and aching cunt. Not that she knew how the virus worked, with only the two of them as reference subjects. It seemed Frank the ferret was more of an amalgamation of a few species, perhaps not all of them extant, if his saber teeth were any indication.
“I don’t care, I need to fuck with it!” Frank growled, more harshly than he had intended. Yet, the force of its growth flooded his being with testosterone, so much that his mind was focused only on breeding.
Amoreena’s pungent musk continued to perforate his senses, and Frank flexed, desiring to be rid of his clothes. Somehow, his muscle mass went well beyond her own, even though Amoreena was a beast in her own right. His shirt was quickly destroyed, falling off his form and exposing a fluffy layer of ferret fur. The tension within his pants was almost enough to burst from them as well, though they remained on him for the moment. They were uncomfortable, especially as tears in the fabric exposed more patches of ferret fur. And they were unlikely to last long at the rate Frank was continuing to bulk up.
A surge of pressure rang through his loins, even though Frank’s cum soaked underwear had long since torn. It seemed to work its way through his dick, almost feeling as though his former glans had relocated. The force of growth felt almost painfully against his sheath, tugging its edges underneath. And it was quick to swell more than double the girth of his shaft, which was impressive in its own right. While Frank was barely aware of it, a collection of calcium within formed an additional penile bone, holding his erection in place. Though given his arousal, it was hardly needed, Frank as stiff as a board and needing to fuck!
Yet, Frank barely had a moment to look it over before Amoreena’s pungent musk distracted any errant thoughts. With the strength in his new body, Frank leaped on his lover, knocking her back onto the bed. Rather than struggle, Amoreena was happy to allow it, feeling oddly into it, regardless of how rough it was. She had never imagined him being so riled up as Frank started to eat her out, careful with his fangs, though eager with his tongue. It was long and flat, easily able to lap at her sex with rapid, precision strikes. Amoreena reveled in it, holding him in place with her massive paws. His paw hands worked her breasts all the while, Frank squirming as his own rubbed against the bedsheets. In the heat of lust and stimulation, Amoreena was nearly ready to reach release once more, growling and thrashing from the attention.
Yet, Frank was soon distracted by the force of something working its way from his spine. Painfully confined, Frank chittered as he squirmed a little, trying to reach back to alleviate the pressure. Yet, it was soon proven to be unnecessary as the force of its growth burst out of his back, twitching the moment it did so. Both took a moment to marvel at the size of it, more tail working its way from his spine with a series of creaking noises. Frank groaned a little, the base apparently quite sensual as he teased his paws over it. Noting this, Amoreena was happy to reach back and rub it herself, causing Frank to chitter in that bestial manner. It reminded her of her own new appendage, Amoreena sitting slightly on her side to alleviate the pressure against the base of her tiger tail.
Frank could only groan as his spine pushed further outward, cracking as linkage after linkage worked its way within. It went beyond his expectations to feel it thrashing against the side of the bed, its bare skin itching with an eruption of soft black fur. Thickening with fat and muscle, Frank became aware of the weight of the thing, and it was enough for him to get up for a moment, feeling it tickling the back of his ankles. As it continued to extend, Frank was left to marvel at how massive it was from the base, flexing it from multiple points all the way to its pointed tip. He had never seen such a magnificent tail, and it was clearly a part of him now!
Soon, however, the scent of Amoreen’s musk drew him back, and Frank jumped on her, bathing in her heady perfume. Holding her down with muscled arms and powerful claws, Frank started humping her, almost forgetting about her cunt in his moment of need. He simply needed to breed in a way that defied his understanding, not caring that he was clawing at her and causing her to growl. Eventually, his massive canine cock found her leaking folds, and Frank shoved into them, chittering from their grip on his member. Despite the size of it, Amoreena was able to take it easily, sex wet and cunt lips hungry. His forceful fucking was welcome, Amoreena growling and pushing back against his intrusion. And his frantic pumps were enough to get in there, only the force of his knot keeping the pair apart.
That was not to remain the case as, with a wet pop, Frank felt his canine maleness penetrating her folds. The pressure was almost more than he could bear, and Frank’s shallow thrusts threatened to bring him already. Yet, there was something else holding him back, keeping his heavy balls at bay. It seemed something new was forming just above his foreskin, another bulb swelling in tandem with the one already embedded in his lover’s cunt. Amoreena was quick to growl her discomfort, finding it was too big, even for her changed body. Yet, it was a good pain, and her growls only served to trigger her lover’s thrusts, forcing the second knot all the way inside.
No sooner did Amoreena’s slick folds relent than Frank felt himself fall into orgasm. The pressure of her cunt against not one but two knots was more than he could bear, causing him to call out a series of bestial chitters. Cum pumped through his thick rod like a piston, draining his essence inside of his mate. Rather than a desire to procreate, his desires stemmed from a need to breed, mark, and claim his lover as his own. She would wear his scent, the stink of him, and mix her musk with his own. And such a potent perfume would prompt him to cum until exhausted!
“Fuck, fuck, Fuck!” Frank called out, partly in desire and partly lost in the mind-shattering orgasm. It was everything he could imagine having wanted and more, and Frank continued thrusting despite having reached release. Sniffing deeply of her musk, it seemed his energy was rejuvenated, and his testicles were quick to refill. Soon, he felt another orgasm coming, the overflow creating a squelching sound as he worked to add more of his cream to her sex. It took some effort, but with the pressure on his new knots, Frank was easily able to reach release. And Amoreena was fine to milk him of all he was worth, relishing in the fact she had him trapped within her folds!
Amoreena herself was in heaven, having lost track of the number of orgasms she had enjoyed. The penis within her was no longer painful, but rather sending a persistent surge through her sex that left her vibrating. While she wasn’t aware of it at first, the steady rumbling from her throat was akin to a purr. It was nice, especially Frank creamed her cunt a third time, claws mashing her breasts all the while. Both of their hand paws were soaked with milk, and it finally seemed her reservoir was drained, giving her a moment of relief.
Finally spent, Frank was prone to collapse, lying down between Amoreena’s ample breasts. She held him close, rubbing his new muscles through his black fur. Frank remained knotted within her, though his new penis was far from retreating just yet. It was wonderful to be tied together like this, both panting and enjoying the heat from their new bodies.
Amoreena’s new form was that of a tiger, 7 feet tall and muscled beyond any bodybuilder, male or female. Her multiple breasts were soaked with milk, and she was eager to rub at them, hardly swollen as though begging for her touch. Her tail swished behind her as she held her lover, enjoying the power in his body.
Frank had grown well beyond her, appearing closer to 9 feet tall as a black-furred ferret. His head was massive, allowing room for his new fangs to sit comfortably as he closed his jaw. With his erection finally fading, Frank could perceive his double knots and canine penis retreating into a sheath against his belly. Multiple nipples adorned his chest as well, something that he absentmindedly rubbed from time to time. But it was his tail that truly captivated him, Frank thrashing it against the bed as he rubbed it lovingly.
Awash in the heady scent of their sex, Frank eagerly wriggled his longer body against Amoreena’s equally muscled one now that he was free. It was hard to find fault in what they had become, even if their humanity had been robbed from them. Be it the virus or some hidden part of their psyches brought to the surface, their new identities felt welcome, and repercussions for the future were the furthest thing from their minds. It was strange having become a mix of human and animal, perhaps several in Frank’s case. They looked more akin to horror movie rejects, though if a large part of their city shared the same fate…or in the state at large…
“Well, I’ll have to buy a whole new wardrobe for work. Tattoos are one thing, but I’m not sure the multiboobs are part of the dress code,” Amoreena teased, to which Frank chuckled.
“I wouldn’t complain,” he retorted, still rubbing his luscious tail. “I’m not hiding this away, though, no way in hell!”
“It’s bigger than your body, maybe it can get a job to pay for its room and board,” Amoreena teased before Frank moved to bat her with it.
“I wonder if these are permanent?” Amoreena wondered aloud, though she found the idea wasn’t as concerning as it might have been. After all, even as annoying as it felt to have constantly leaking breasts, she had a loving partner with a tongue that could drain them whenever required!
“I hope so!” Frank exclaimed, cock leaking already from his sheath. He had been at half-mast all the while, even after multiple orgasms. If it were possible, he might have felt his testicles swelling in response to his desires. Did a virus work like that? Who was he to question when his libido was so high and his mate’s musk turned him on so much?
Without another word, Frank growled, his voice sounding once more like a beast as he jumped on his tiger. Amoreena made a pained grunt, though she purred at the sensation of his penis spearing her abused folds without trouble. If she had any hesitation, it was muted the moment his two clawed hands were on her breasts, coaxing out milk that his muzzle greedily drank down. Toes clenching with sexual excitement, the two beasts prepared to rut as their new forms dictated, eager to put their hyper-sexuality to the test!