New Year's Deer

Zmeydros

Edited by Tiliquain and Journeymanic

Copyright © 2019 Zmeydros

All rights reserved.

To SecretSkunk who spent many hours helping me develop the Mingling Universes story world and contributing major plot elements as well as some of his own writing to this story. He may love transformation porn even more than I do.

Contents

Acknowledgments

Part 1

I. NSFW Images of Emma

Part 2

Part 3

II. NSFW Rosa TF

Part 4

Acknowledgments

Thanks to Tiliquain for reading each part of this story while my keyboard was still warm from my typing.

Thanks to Journeymanic for lending me his sense of humor.

I'd like to offer my sincerest thanks to Navajo Demar, who has been a $20 dollar patron for quite some time now. I strive to deserve the money you're throwing at me.

A huge thank you to all my Patrons for humoring me when I said I wanted to continue this story. I wouldn't be writing wacky sexy furry tales if it wasn't for your support. Every one of you rocks!

Part 1

The lecture hall was much the same shape as the inside of a clam. Fifty-one students were spread out over tiered seating that could accommodate well over a hundred. Amongst them were four anthros: a fox, a dragon, a mouse, and a skunk. I was awkward at meeting new people and spent more time wishing I had anthro friends than actually pursuing them. My hopes at getting to know them sometime during this quarter were high because we shared a common enemy: Professor Shelein Aumont.

Today, she was parading in the front of the hall rambling completely off topic for the fourth time during the two-hour class period. The crazed twitching of her rabbit ears and tail contrasted her droning voice. Even this far into the semester, I was still processing the fact that this five-and-a-half-foot tall bunny was the most intimidating anthro I'd ever seen.

"Applied Artificing 2: How to Integrate Magic and Technology" was hard enough without these random tangents. And today's lecture had just gone exceptionally off the rails: on the projection screen was political pundit Bill Smiths on one of his crazy rants alternately flailing his arms and pulling at his comb-over.

"Anthros, were-creatures, were-critters, whatever you call them…They're mowing down our American ideals like furred hoodlums! If we don't stop these crotch yodelers, we'll all be hermaphrodites in no time!"

Half of the students laughed while the other half continued paying no attention.

Professor Aumont stopped the video and said, "We laugh at conspiracy theorists like Bill, here, but we forget that they are arming extremists with ideas which they can use to bend their perceived reality. Bend it so far that they can rationalize away their empathy for fellow sentient beings."

She shut the screen off.

"These pundits sensationalize the fears they share with their followers. They are afraid of change, they are afraid of their social supremacy being tested by a new societal order." She shook her head. "But no one can stem the tide of change. If you continue in this field, you may transform the world as we know it, topple the social hierarchy, and cause yourself to be hated by people like Bill Smiths and his followers."

I sat up hoping that she was finally going to explain our final project. The sooner I started on it, the less working on it would interfere with studying for finals at the end of the quarter.

"Your journey toward changing the world starts tomorrow. I'll be sending out an email that guides you through turning your project proposal into a professional whitepaper. You're going to have to do research, you're going to have to think about the inner workings of your device, and you're going to have to do a bit of science fiction writing. That last part might seems strange, but I want to test your engineering intuition. There will be things that you cannot know without actually having made…"

I zoned out, tapping my erasable pen on my notebook. All her words were profound and encouraging, but none of them gave me a clue how to best utilize the few extra studying hours I had tonight. As class wrapped up, I got out of my seat and walked toward the front.

As she was putting her laptop in her messenger bag, I said, "Hey, Professor Aumont."

"Good afternoon, Ms. Torrero," she said as she turned to face me.

"You know my name?" I asked. I'd never actually conversed with her before.

"I know the names of all my students," she said, sounding as if this was logical extension of her professorship.

"Oh, okay." Either she was a genius with a photographic memory and was telling the truth, or I was somehow notable to her and she was trying to cover for it. Like the time one of my professors "accidentally" requested to follow my locked NSFW twitter feed.

"Was there something you wanted to ask me?"

I nodded. "The rest of my week is pretty full. Could I get a hint as to what's in that email so I can at least get a bit done on the final project tonight?"

She stopped and tilted her head, one ear raised in question. "Why not just take some time to relax?"

"I had plenty of that over the weekend," I said.

"A student that's ahead in their studies? It really is the best way to make sure random inconveniences don't cause you to get behind." The second part, I swear she was saying partially to herself. Like she was thinking about something else entirely.

"Uhh," I prompted her having no idea whether she was pausing to think or had completely forgotten my question.

"Sure, I can give you the first couple steps." She rummaged in her bag as she spoke. "Go to the library website and find Librarian Takato Otaka's page. Look through the materials he's sourced to identify what substrates you could make your invention out of. Then choose the best substrates based on the needs of your device. After that, start fleshing out the inner workings of your device by refining what you put in your proposal."

"Wow! Thanks!" I bounced on my feet.

She smiled, "It's no problem! Takato is our department librarian, so be sure to email him if you get stuck."

"Okay, I will." A question came to me as she put her coat on and slung her messenger bag over her shoulder. "Does your fur help with Chicago's windy winters?"

She nodded. "Even a short coat of fur keeps more heat near the skin."

"Yeah, I noticed that you go short sleeved much later in the year than I do."

"I bet if you tried fur, you'd never want to go back." She grinned, showing she liked this idea a lot more than I did. Being human suited me just fine.

"Maybe?" I said politely so I didn't directly contradict her suggestion.

She must have sensed the awkwardness I was feeling because she said, "Don't let me hold you hostage in a conversation, you've got research to do and I've got to get back to my office."

"It was nice talking to you," I said, waving.

Waving back, she said, "Likewise."

As I made my way up the stairs that led to the lecture hall's south exit, I felt a prick on the back of my neck. When I reached up to touch it, I felt a cold trickle moving under my hand. Like the very first sensation of getting a novocaine injection. Turning to look behind me, I half expected to see a giant mosquito. Instead, all I saw was Shelein standing next to the lectern, retrieving her scarf from her coat pocket.

"Something wrong?" she asked, one ear raised in interest.

"Uh, no, never mind…Have a good night."

"You too. And, if you have any questions, email me and I'll get back to you anytime before ten p.m."

"Cool!" I resumed going up the stairs, my mind blown by how nice and approachable she was.

Comforted by the charming old buildings of the U of Chicago campus, I began to tread through the light dusting of snow that had fallen while I was in class. My footfalls were disturbing the lazy breeze causing the falling flakes to make turbulent spirals. I couldn't help but walk slow through the beauty surrounding me.

While I was passing the iconic glass dome that rose from the ground in front of the library, the back of my neck started to ache. Not an ache, really, more like pressure, someone putting their hand on my skin and just pressing down. Reaching back there, my hand only found cold flesh, so I shrugged and kept walking. I'd go to the health center if it got any worse.

My dorm building was a renovated brick monstrosity that was part labyrinth, part secret lair. After using my fob to unlock the outer door, I pulled it open and then stepped inside.

I barely had to tap my feet on the industrial boot mat in the entryway to get the featherweight snow off my hiking boots. As I climbed the stairs, I rubbed at the angry chilled skin on the back of my neck. I really needed to buy a new scarf or check the lost and found again.

The most run-down thing about this building was the room doors. They were wooden, but stained an awful orange and covered in godawful yellow age spots. If I'd been given the renovation money, I would have started with re-staining these doors. It made me wonder what other serious problems had taken precedence.

Finally inside my warm cozy dorm room, I started taking off my coat only to trip over my roommate's shoes. Trying to catch myself, I reached out for the coat closet door. It slid open providing no help at all and I smacked my shoulder against the shoe rack.

"FUCK!" I cried out in pain and frustration. If my fucking roommate could put her fucking shoes securely on the goddamn shoe rack so they wouldn't fall off, things like this wouldn't happen!

Seeing a drop of blood fall from my shoulder onto our dark grey carpet, I threw off my shoes and hauled myself to the bathroom. The moment I walked in, I was confronted by a counter full of fantasy dicks, Val's entire collection on display. She'd left them to dry in plain sight of anyone who walked in yet again! We were going to have a nice long chat when she got back.

Whatever sharp edge got me on the shoe rack had ripped right through my shirt. The light pink blouse was ruined. At least the cut on my skin wasn't as deep as I thought. I washed it and let it bleed, dabbing it with a square of toilet paper until the blood started to clot. Then I put a band-aid over it.

My arm would be okay…What the hell was that on the side of my neck?

A dark spot, a finger of reddish-brown fur, was just above my collar bone. I turned to try and see the back of my neck better and found a much larger spot, about the size of a playing card. I ran my fingers over the fur. "Huh?" I asked the me in the mirror as I felt soft calming warmth from petting myself. The familiar sparkling fizz of magic was pouring into that patch of fur as it spread across my neck so fast I could watch it grow. This was the most powerful transformation magic I'd ever seen.

I ran into my room trying to find a new shirt. I had to get to the infirmary and I had to do it now!

By the time I had a stretchy yellow shirt pulled off its hanger, the fur was traveling over my shoulders and over the tops of my breasts. I'd never heard of someone just catching anthro traits in this way. Putting on the shirt resulted in me moaning like I was trying out for a shampoo commercial.

My nipples got so hard that I felt the fabric of the shirt dragging over the rises they were making in my sports bra. As I headed to the door, I felt my own wetness soaking into the crotch of my jeans. My coat would hide any dark spot until I got professional help.

But I never quite got my coat on. The buff-colored fur of my front had made it all the way to my crotch and something was happening there, something that pinched so much I couldn't stand. I fell to the floor groaning as tender flesh pressed into the seam of my jeans. Pulling off my pants, I found a rising bulge in my panties. I yelped in terror and scrambled to my feet. I had to find my baggy pair of sweat pants.

I threw stuff out of my bureau until I found them. I hissed through my teeth in frustration, now my panties were pinching that bulge. Resisting the urge to look down, I pulled them off and put on the sweat pants.

This time, as I approached the door, I gritted my teeth. My muff was hotter and puffier than I'd ever achieved through any sexual act. Every second my fingers weren't buried in there was torture. The bulge was changing shape, a tent was forming and the thing that was making the tent wanted me to stroke it. Fuck! Now I was too embarrassed to leave. I didn't know what the doctor was going to find when I got there.

Even if it was just my pussy, being this wet when you were being inspected had to be lethal levels of awkward. If I didn't get off, I'd start rubbing myself on people and yowling like a feral cat in heat. Seriously, I just couldn't—

My sweatpants went flying over the couch as I rushed into my bedroom. The top I'd just put on and the bra under it were my next targets for expedited removal. They hung haphazardly on the corner of my headboard as my hands and eyes focused on my crotch.

There, jutting four inches out from my body, was a conical beautifully-tapered cock.

The need between my legs obliterated all other thought as my left hand encircled that throbbing spire. I yelped at how sensitive it was and it took me a whole minute to stop screaming each time I thrust it into my hand. My right hand found balls that were growing to fill more and more of my grasp.

And the prick, it was gaining inches as if it was an inflatable pool toy. The more I stroked, the more there was to stroke, and the better it felt. Having given into the urges that held me captive, my nose burned and flattened, my teeth pinched in my jaws, and my face expanded outwards into a muzzle. When my mouth opened to grunt or gasp it felt strange because I had way more mouth, way more tongue.

Buff-colored fur had nearly taken over my front, reddish-brown fur would soon cover everywhere else… was I turning into a deer?

When my erection crested a foot long, I decided it was a two-handed problem. Moving my hips so hard and fast that my buttocks ached, I fought for my prize. The cracking of my feet and ankles, the pricks on top of my head, and the tugging on my tailbone, none of it mattered. All that mattered was seeing what happened when my anthro pornstar shaft came. My breaths and my moans coincided in labored huffs through my new deer nostrils.

The second new ache of the day centered on my prostate and balls. It was like an electric buzz that set off tingles that conquered my entire body. A rhythmic surging up my shaft drew a series of screamed nonsense syllables from me. The first spurt felt like someone squeezing every part of my shaft, it was like the sensation of penetration flipped on its head. Something was coming out of me hard and fast.

That something flew over my head and splattered on the headboard. The second spurt got me right in the face and my nostrils flared at the musky scent as I cried out from the brutal ecstasy assaulting me. I gyrated mindlessly moving my cock in my hands as my animal dick made a mess of my headboard, my face, and my tits. After my prick fired its last shot, I blinked not fully understanding what had just happened.

When my pussy came, it was like tidal waves of passion sweeping me out to sea. When this cock came, it was like jumping off a cliff and reveling in the exhilaration of freefall.

And now I felt like I'd hit the ground. I didn't want to move or do anything about the cum soaking into my fur. All I wanted to do was lay there and recover from the death-defying stunt I'd pulled.

The odd fizzing chaos of magic seeped into me until it was overshadowing the lazy comfort of afterglow. I don't know why sex sometimes did it for me. Most of the time, reading is where I was the calmest and best able to soak up magic. This time was a bit surprising, though, because the magic rushed in until I felt luminous.

The magic made me feel lively and antsy to do something, but the urge was unfocused. My body took advantage of my newfound will to move like a pet cat that wanted to be fed. The pangs from my snatch were like a drum beat coaxing me off the bed and to my dresser.

Walking on my split deer hooves and new digitigrade ankles caused me to wobble, and as I wobbled, my cute little deer tail waggled. I don't know why my brain thought it would help. Balancing my head was a bit of a task too because my antlers, even though they weren't more than a foot long, had a noticeable amount of weight to them.

Repeated lunges to grab onto things kept me occupied for a few minutes until I adopted a very careful gait. It was clear I wasn't going to learn how to walk normally in this form for a while. And if I went and got help, I could get my human body back, making all the effort I put into learning how to walk as a deer person meaningless.

For a brief moment, a fraction of a second, I considered going to the health center. But my mind gave me images of me fucking whatever doctor came in to see me.

The biggest mistake of my college career was looking at myself in the oval-shaped mirror above my dresser. I nearly cried out in alarm, but the fur on my body, the weight of my balls and the antlers on my head were just so cool! There were some hunky anthro guys on twitter that posted lewd photos I liked, but usually images didn't do much for me. It was the emotional context and interplay between people that turned me on most of the time, well, that and showing off my body to strangers.

This body, the one I saw in the mirror, it had so much more to show off! I moaned and rubbed my thighs together thinking about people looking at me like this. People being shocked, amazed, and turned on at the same time, mirroring my own experience.

I hefted my balls and bit my lip. It was too bad I wasn't hard. I wanted to see my new endowment in its full glory—I wanted to fuck myself so bad!

But I'd have to settle for my generic vibrator. Pulling it out of my drawer, I frowned. It wouldn't tell me what my cervine, or other anthro shafts felt like, but it's all I had. Well, Val had left her toys out, but I wasn't gonna touch those.

Turning toward the bed, I caught sight of my ass in the mirror and reflexively lifted my tail. I didn't know if it was the fur or the lighting, but it was glorious. Out of habit, I set my vibrator down on the bed, went through my jeans to retrieve my phone, and aimed my phone at the mirror. After I snapped the photo, I stopped dead in my tracks. What the fuck was I doing? This wasn't a normal nude photo to add to my feed. This was something none of my thousand followers would expect.

Not knowing how they would react made my ears blush. This was the most exhibitionist situation I'd ever been faced with. The reactions would be fiery, unpredictable, dramatic…I used my free hand to pull at an ass cheek so people could easily see my pussy and the sac that hung below it. Snap. Snap. Snap. By the time I was done, I had ten photos of my back end.

I picked the four best ones and, with my heart pounding in my ears and my pussy feeling very impatient, posted them. "I had an accident. If I get fifty likes, I'll show you my front. Still not sure if I should keep this new bod."

Seeing what I'd just done, I blinked. Now I couldn't just go to the infirmary and pretend this never happened. Of course that only made me hotter. Everyone would pull out their cocks or vibrators and look at my new body while they…I gasped feeling a splash of pleasure that was just short of an orgasm.

With my vibrator in hand, I hopped onto the bed and got on all fours. Using the lube from the top drawer of my nightstand, I shoved the vibrator in and turned it on. I came immediately, erratically thrusting the vibrator in and out while I wiggled my hips to make sure I hit all the right spots. I kept going, powering through that orgasm like a jet ski going over ten-foot waves.

Being this horny made everything more intense. The vibrations from my toy felt like they were shaking every bone in my body. I was so wet that I could jam that toy in without worry. My hand and arm soon ached with exhaustion. I rolled onto my back and kept going using the other hand.

I squeezed at my breasts, tugged at my nipples, and came again. My slick passage was forced to conform to the intruding phallus over and over, faster and faster. The vibrator was warm now, like a nice hard cock!

I couldn't stop, I was still in need. Magic was flowing through me making every tingle gain a mountain of depth. This form was so much closer to that energy, so much more capable of ecstasy. My deer dick rose from my crotch pulsing and thickening. I let go of my breast and started to stroke my beautiful smooth shaft. It was like I'd never masturbated before, never let myself just be an animal in need of a good rut.

Yeah! I was an animal now and I just needed to get off. I'd rub and rub and thrust and thrust until I…until I—"FUCKING FUCK! OH GOD HOLY FUCK!" My thoughts were demolished by a freight train of an orgasm from deep in my pussy.

It was the best thing that had ever happened to me even though my prick didn't participate. My hips took on the sluttiest, trashiest groove as I clenched around my vibrator so hard it nearly came flying out.

When my hips stooped gyrating, I was a panting mess. Staring at the tapered pink tower between my legs, I silently promised, "you're next."

Then I heard a clunk and a gasp. "Wh-who are you and what are you doing in Emma's roo—oh! There's cum everywhere! What the hell?"

Closing the door hadn't been a priority. Val stood five inches shorter than me with black and pink hair, amber skin, bright blue eyeshadow, and a nose ring too big for her face. Her wide-legged rave pants, and black and grey striped long-sleeve-T completed her attempt at being a post modern cyberpunk goth chick. Honestly, I couldn't guess what group she was trying to fit in with. Her eyes were moving from my pillar of animalistic glory to the rest of my body as if my body was a word problem that had a misleading typo in it.

"Hi, it's me, Emma," I attempted.

"Huh? Emma? What? No!" She put her hands over her mouth.

"I haven't had time to figure out what happened yet, I've just been dealing with, well, this." I gestured toward my still-throbbing erection. "How about you just close the door, I'll get off, and then we can talk."

"No," she said, eyes calmly drifting over my body.

I blushed so hard it hurt. The full awkwardness of this situation was finally hitting me. "I-I don't think I can get it to go down without getting off."

"Emma…umm…do you like girls?" she asked so quietly I doubted that I would have heard her without my new pointy and maneuverable ears.

"What?" I asked.

"I can't think straight, your smell, your body, that cock…something's wrong with me." She started taking off her top. "And you need to fix it."

"Something's wrong with you?" One of my ears drooped in question.

"No one should ever be as horny as I am right now," she said. "You think I invested a thousand dollars in anthro dicks because I don't like them? Fuck! Look at that thing! I can't—" She threw her top off and pulled down her pants and panties. Her bra was discarded as she passed through my doorway.

My prick was all "yes!" and my mind was all "no!" But when her hands touched my bare intimate flesh, my reservations were obliterated.

"You're huge!" she marveled as she stroked down from the top. Her scent was like clean clothes fresh out of the drier. Why had I never noticed she smelled this good?

Groaning, I resisted the urge to mindlessly shove my dick into her embrace. "I'm not sure how this happened, maybe we shouldn't—"

She put my tip in her mouth and I let out a breathy scream. I felt so good I wanted to cry. The heat from her mouth, the grip of her lips, and the rough-but-slick texture of her tongue assaulted me, gave me pleasure I couldn't fully comprehend.

Her hands stroked up and down and I swiftly built to my release. "Oh! Val! This feels amazing!"

She pulled her mouth off. "I'm just warming you up for the main event. I'll be back in a flash." After rushing out of the room and returning with a bottle of lube, she started applying it to my prick.

My eyes went wide, "You're not gonna—"

Standing on the bed, she put a foot on either side of my loins and said,"I totally am." She lubed up her pussy and tossed the bottle so it landed near my right hand. "You ready?"

Her modest-but-perky breasts, athletic dancer build, bright pink inner labia, and lusty smirking expression were too much. I preed and groped my tits thinking about what was about to happen. Once I'd calmed down enough to reply, I nodded.

It was like in a movie when a character does something especially badass: time stretched out before me, her pussy diving toward the pointy head of my prick. Then the sensation of opening her wider and wider with my taper as she gasped and groaned and worked her hips back and forth. She savored each bit of me that entered her while running her hands over her breasts and belly.

Her eyes met mine, "You make a really hot anthro."

I blushed. "Really?"

"Fuck yes!" She took away my ability to respond by working the rest of me into her.

Even though I'd seen her toys and knew she could take me, I was still surprised to feel her butt come to rest against my thighs and balls. My cock was no longer naked, she was covering every inch of it. I couldn't move because I could feel every twitch, breath, and beat of her heart. And then there was the tight hot texture of her snatch.

This moment of sexual zen was broken by her taking initiative. The lower third of my shaft was exposed to the cool air of the room as she rose off it, only to be smothered by her slick heat as she plummeted back to my loins once again. My body knew what to do the next time she did this, my hips flew upwards to meet her with a nice hard smack.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out grabbing my breasts as we went at it like hentai characters. I loved the way she groped and fondled me as I fucked her, no one had ever been this appreciative of my curves.

Going at it this hard made my whole erection feel sensitive. The friction was a delicious thing, adding a sharpness to every movement.

Then her inner walls started to clench and my breath caught as she refused to slow down. Fur was spreading across her legs, fur the same color as mine. A sheath and balls started to grow in obscuring her pussy.

Just as I realized what was happening, she made a noise I'd heard more times than I'd like to admit: a breathy squeal followed by deep moans. It sounded way more enticing in person than it did when it was echoing throughout the apartment while I was trying to sleep. As she came, magic zapped between us accelerating her changes. I tried to stop before it was too late, but seeing, feeling, her orgasm from riding my cock made my release inescapable.

My member contracted from bottom to top hitting me with heady pleasure and an urge to thrust deeper. I grit my teeth, unable to fathom the pleasure of being inside something so slick and velvety as I came. My grunts and groans echoed throughout the room as I felt a constant rush of tingly goodness from hoof, to ear, to tail.

She ground against my crotch as I filled her chanting, "Yes, change me, oh please, oh please, oh please! Let me have a cock as big as yours!"

She was quickly getting her wish even though I had no control over what was happening. Her balls hung lower and lower, fueled by the magic that had collected in me. As a pink tip pushed out of her sheath, she wrapped a hand around it and started stroking. I moaned along with her watching it swell past her grasp, first one hand, then two. In under a minute, it was easily as big as mine with the same animalistic tapered shape.

As her face pushed out into a cervine muzzle, I rolled her big fur-covered balls in my hands. I could tell she enjoyed having them toyed with because she was arching her back and clenching around my shaft.

Her antlers came out as her ears pointed and lengthened, the fur spread as if by an explosion. It seemed she was completely covered in seconds and by that time she had hooves just like mine.

Admiring her with wide eyes, I said, "Whoa, you already look like me."

Her attention was on her breasts, they were enlarging as she groped and squeezed them. "I love this! Best thing that's ever happened to me!"

Her hips were wider and her breasts were larger, but she still had that amazing athletic build and, with her prick and balls the same size as mine, they looked a bit too big for her. But that only made me wetter. As she stroked herself with one hand and fondled her nipples with the other, I said, "I don't know whether changing into an anthro is affecting my aesthetics, but you're fucking gorgeous!" I reached between my breasts to grab the tip of her erection. It was so hard, and that cervine shape, it made me moan.

She thrust her hips forward driving her pre-dripping tip further into my cleavage saying, "How about you give my cock some love?"

I moaned at her dirty talk, eager to taste her length.

Grabbing my antlers, she pulled my head forward so she could slide her member into my muzzle. She tasted clean, salty, delightful. I licked and sucked while learning how to use my new longer jaws. Eventually, she spurted pre right across my tongue giving me even more of that crisp clean taste I was starting to fall in love with.

As I was wholly consumed by my oral treatment of the end of her shaft, she reached back and slid two fingers in my pussy. Feeling how wet I was, she said, "Aww, does my roommate need a nice hard rut?"

I nodded shyly, my ears blushing as I kept my mouth on her erection. I'd started squeezing the part that was outside my muzzle between my breasts. It was so embarrassing. Up until this point, I'd never wanted anything other than human dicks.

Using her grip on my antlers, she eased my head back so I was lying comfortably on my pillow. Then she stood up letting my thick cream make a mess of my crotch and moved back, not caring that she was dripping on my sheets.

The tip of her prick was at my pussy in seconds, but my body was impatient and I said, "Please! Do it!"

Her confident grin was back as she managed to act like she'd done this before. Perhaps she had, she did have more than one strap-on harness. I'd seen them dangling over the shower curtain rod to dry a couple times. Her hips moved forward at the fastest speed my pussy would tolerate. I was constantly stretching, constantly gasping, and somehow still wanting more.

She bit her lip, grunted, and groaned trying to maintain an air of sexual superiority. But all that came tumbling down when I clenched my pussy forcing her to stop halfway in. Her head flew back and she moaned.

I chuckled. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Your pussy's too strong," she crooned.

I let up saying, "And your cock's too big for your body. You'd barely have to bend your head down to suck yourself off."

Her ears blushed as she protested, "B-but it's the same size as yours."

I reached up and put my hands on her breasts and rubbed her nipples with my thumbs. "It fits your larger-than-life personality perfectly."

She smiled at my compliment as her confidence came back in spades. "Yeah, it really does!"

When I tried to reply, she leaned into me once again penetrating me as fast as my snatch could tolerate. I worshiped her breasts with my hands as she did this, getting her to moan almost as loud as I was. I'd never spent this much time admiring someone else's tits. They had this wonderful soft-but-firm texture that made me want to squeeze and fondle them endlessly.

Her hands moved to my breasts as she shoved the last few inches inside me. I forgot to breathe when her balls came to rest against my body. My entire snatch was so taut around her gigantic prick that its throbbing passed directly into me like waves cresting on a shoreline.

Then she started to move and my breath came out as a labored groan. The marvelous tapered shape stretched my entrance, the most sensitive part of me, the most. Looking past her gorgeous muzzle into her eyes, I reached up and grabbed her shoulders. Her cold wet deer nose met mine and our long hot tongues started an erotic ballet as we made out for the first time in our new forms.

Our breaths puffed against each other's fur, our breasts jostled against each other, and our hands explored the furry expanse of our bodies. At one point, when we were lost in our deep kissing, her hands found my ass. She squeezed it just right and my snatch tightened around her. Everything I'd been feeling, the newness of feminine hips and bust against mine, the swaying of my balls as she thrusted, and the spreading of my inner walls for her erection, all of it was even more intense now.

She made slow thrusts while we both savored feeling like parts of the same erotic machine. The increased sensation put me right over the top. I screeched and arched my back. My whole body felt tender and twitchy.

Now that she had no reason to hang on, she didn't. She moved her hands back to my breasts making fast desperate thrusts.

My breath caught in my throat as I tried to scream. And as I was stuck in that space between breaths, I felt her massive cervine shaft pulse. I looked at her with wide eyes feeling her cum so much and so hard it put every guy I'd ever been with to shame.

Moaning deeply, I ground against her under the influence of an orgasm that just didn't seem to end. It was so sexy, so amazing, so fucking hot! I started getting hard as she was still cumming inside me.

Between her animalistic cries of pleasure, I could see her grinning with pride. As she finished inside me, my body geared up for another round.

The smell of our sex was now an inescapable aphrodisiac. My new sense of smell was overwhelming in both its clarity and closeness to my instincts. By the time she collapsed on top of me, I was grinding my fully erect cock between us.

With a lazy wispy voice, she said, "How can you be hard again?"

"Fuck if I know, but I really want to go again." I fondled her ass squeezing and rubbing as a fiery lust built in me.

"Emma, seriously, how can you have this much energy?" Her spent erection was slowly exiting my well-used pussy.

A silly bouncy smile appeared on my muzzle as I thought of the reason. It wasn't just that I loved the sensations my new body could provide, it was her! She was such a talented lover. She was such an awesome person…Wait! That had to be my afterglow talking. Arousal and anger mixed in me like fire and kerosene. What was I thinking? She was a terrible roommate!

"Because I'm not lazy like you." I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her off of me.

"What?" she furrowed her brow as I rolled her onto her front and pulled her ass up so she was on all fours.

With her seed still spilling down my thighs, I shoved my length into her pussy. The cum I'd left in her eased my penetration.

She sputtered and moaned and pressed back against me delighted by the sudden rough sex. It only made me angrier.

Thrusting as hard as I could, I said, "This is for draping your dirty clothes on the back of the couch, leaving empty bowls of cereal on the kitchen table, and drying your dildos on the bathroom sink!"

"Yes. AHH! Punish me! I've been such a bad girl!" she cried out.

My muscles burned as I worked myself in and out at a breakneck pace. Our balls and cleavage flailed, our bodies smacked against each other, and our ragged breaths were laced with bellows of pleasure. Taking out this angry horny energy on her was unbelievably satisfying even though she was adoring every minute of it.

She came long before I did and when I jammed home and filled her for the second time that afternoon, she came again. Our hot heavily fatigued bodies collapsed into a pile. As I tried to catch my breath, she maneuvered so she could kiss me sweetly on the muzzle over and over.

Once my breathing had quieted, she said, "You're the best fuck of my life."

"So are you," I huffed out.

"Will you still be able to do that to me if I clean up my act?" she asked.

I nodded. "You'll find other ways to annoy me, I'm sure."

She laughed. "Do you have any idea how you, we, ended up like this?"

"The only thing that I can think of is professor Aumont. There's something about my conversation with her today that still bugs me. She seemed far too familiar with me, far too interested in me. Then there's that prick I got on the back of my neck when I was leaving the lecture hall. The fur had started right around that area."

Her eyes widened. "Do you think she'd do something like that?"

"She's always going on and on about how things would be better if everyone was anthro. Well, she's never said it directly, but she sure has implied it."

"But how would she do that to you without a spell?"

"I've got no clue, but she teaches a class on making magic items, so maybe she used one of those?" I shrugged.

"How long after the prick did you notice the changes start?" she asked.

"Right after I got back to our room and…" I glared at her. "I tripped on your shoes!"

"Maybe you should look down before you—"

"I fell into the shoe rack and was bleeding." I glared at her more.

She held her hands in front of her as to defend herself. "Sorry, sorry, I'll be more careful putting my shoes away."

"Good."

"After we've gotten cleaned up, we should google some stuff and see if we can find out anything about Aumont or magic items that can turn people into herm deer."

"Great idea!"

She looked into my eyes. "Do you want to go back to being human, eventually? Please say no."

"Hell no. I was going to see what my twitter followers thought, but now I'm thinkin' fuck 'em."

"That's my girl," she said.

"I'm not your girl."

"Yet," she added.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh my God! Do you have an off switch?"

"Yeah, deep in my pussy. Wanna see if you can find it?" she guided my hand under her balls to her cum-slicked labia.

"Worst pickup line ever." I blushed at her blunt sexuality as I idly toyed with her clit and balls.

She didn't moan or get excited by my touch, but she did give a long sigh.

Then something really odd happened. I moved my head down between her legs and started licking. Not to try to get her off, to clean her. Her scent and my scent were just so enticing. I couldn't help myself. She coaxed me to straddle her head and we cleaned each other's equipment and bodies until there wasn't any stray cum.

After that, she surprised me by helping me clean up the mess we'd made of my bedroom. We were both unsteady on our hooves, so we helped steady each other as we went about stripping the bed and wiping down the headboard.

As we were putting new sheets on the bed, an odd emotion took hold of me: coziness. My fur was like this security blanket that enveloped me at all times. Being naked in this drafty dorm room would normally be pretty unpleasant, but I felt fine. After drying everything I'd wiped down with the washcloth, my hands explored the fur on my arms, torso, and legs.

"Can't get enough of your fur?" she asked.

"I've never been this comfortable…ever." I said astonished at the fact that I wasn't exaggerating.

"Yeah, me neither. Want to cuddle on your bed while I look up your professor and stuff?"

"Sure! Your nose ring looks even better now that you've got a deer muzzle, by the way."

She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. Then she started doing sexy poses saying, "How can we be this lucky? We're anthro bombshells!"

"You better be careful, or you'll get hard again."

"Let me guess, you know that from experience?" She reluctantly turned away from the mirror.

"Yup!" I nodded.

"I'll get my laptop." She stumbled out of the bedroom.

Just as I was finishing stuffing pillows in their pillowcases, she came back holding her cherry-colored backpack by one of its straps. "I hope we get steady on our hooves soon. I nearly dropped my laptop before I decided I should just bring the whole backpack."

I nodded. "I hope we learn to talk without sounding drunk."

She giggled. "We do sound a bit off."

"Yeah, I'm surprised we can even understand each other. Our faces changed quite a bit."

"So, I was reading about transformation clinics, not because I was thinking of being turned into an anthro or anything." She winked and then sat on the bed propping herself up against the headboard. "They always have speech therapists and physical therapists on staff."

"Well, if we keep walking and talking like we've just gotten out of a bar on our twenty-first birthday, we'll have to look one of those places up." I settled in next to her, pressing myself against her side. "Did you have a plan for when you were gonna get transformed?"

"I figured I'd have enough saved up by September. I was gonna start next school year as an anthro shark."

"Dang! That's not anywhere close to a deer," I said.

"I wasn't planning on being furry, or antlery, or having a dick." She shrugged. "But sometimes life gives you dicks and you just gotta roll in them."

I laughed. "Wow, were you trying to say that you're happy with being a deer even though it was part of the plan or was all that to set up your terrible joke?"

"You laughed at it, so was it so terrible?" She smirked. "I think I'll be quite happy as a well-hung deer herm. That doesn't surprise me, what surprises me is you being so chill with it and cuddling up next to me like we're dating."

"All the sex in my life was pretty underwhelming: I had this finicky libido that never seemed to be in sync with when I could actually get sex, when I came it was more like a static shock from a sweater than a lightning bolt, and I spent most of my time frustrated." I reached down and traced my finger over her sheath. "You know how people talk about keeping a lover just because they're talented in bed? Well, if this body keeps hitting me with hurricanes like what I felt today, I'm going to keep it…and you."

She grabbed my wrist and moved my hand to her thigh. "We've been roommates for half the school year already, I hope you like me for more than just the sex."

"Did you like me before we had sex?" I asked.

"Like is a strong word…" She laughed. "I see your point. We got off on the wrong foot and never quite made up for it."

I stroked the fur on her thigh fascinated by the fact that it had a definite direction even though it was short. If I stroked down her thigh, it was smooth. If I stroked up, I bent the fur back and got a rougher texture. "Yeah, I think this is the longest conversation we've ever had."

"Let's just start over, then." She held out her right hand offering a handshake. "Hello, I'm Val. I'm a herm deer with a huge cock and I try to dress edgy, but I probably just end up looking like the kilt-wearing lead singer of a punk boy band."

I smirked at her self-deprecation as I grabbed her hand and shook it. "Hello, I'm Emma. And, would you believe it? I'm also a herm deer with a huge cock. I get annoyed at people who take risks with their wardrobe because I'm too afraid to take those risks myself."

She took her hand back. "My hobbies are fucking my herm deer roommate, making chainmail jewelry and accessories, and pretending I can make dubstep tracks on my laptop."

"Wow! You make chainmail stuff?" I asked.

"Gurl, did you think I just buy all the stuff I wear?"

"Yeah, kinda."

She rolled her eyes very slowly giving a put upon sigh.

"My hobbies are fucking my herm deer roommate and getting good grades and dancing to EDM."

"What? You dance? Really?" She was grinning so big that the curve of her lips went all the way down her muzzle.

"You didn't notice me jumping around in my room while I had the music on?"

"I thought that's what you put on when you were masturbating."

"You must have thought I had a very active sex life."

"Aww." She patted my side. "Now I'm feeling really sad for you."

"I think that's all behind me." I poked at her sheath.

"Sure is!" She groped my balls.

I rubbed my sheath against her thigh, moaning as the tip of my dick pressed out of my sheath.

She took her hand away. "We better get some work done before we make a mess of your bed again."

Nodding, I said. "Maybe we should just fuck in the shower once we're done looking stuff up."

"Sounds like a plan." She opened her laptop. "Let's see, professor Aumont…she has a really odd first name. Shelein?"

"Yeah, most anthros have odd names."

"True, I guess they didn't have much influence from earth languages until recently."

As she worked on her laptop, I moved so I could lay my muzzle on her shoulder and put my arm around her. My scent was on her and there was a bit of musk from our tumble on the sheets. It mixed so well with her clean scent. My mind liked to race, but it was wonderfully quiet now.

"Huh, first hit I get about her on the university website is that she lost funding for some high-tech applied magic stuff. Get this: she wanted to make injectable magic items but the Earth Mage's Council said it was too dangerous and shut down human testing."

"You don't think—"

"Oh, I think she stuck you with a needle and is waiting to see what happened."

"But that's like really illegal."

"Weren't you the one that already suspected her?" She raised an ear.

She was right, I just didn't want to believe it. To think she'd test stuff the Mage's Council said was dangerous on one of her own students? "We have to confront her."

"No, we have to report this to the authorities."

"But we're not sure she did it."

Val sighed. "We're not investigators, we're college students. And if we tip her off, she's going to run. Trust me, one of my friends decided burning up old abandoned houses was a good idea. And you know what happened when they found out I knew she was doing it but didn't tell anyone? I got juvie for being her accomplice."

"That's awful!"

She nodded. "I make different choices now. If people do stupid shit at this level, you can either go to the law or you can risk getting fucked over even worse. Everything I saw about your professor tells me she's smarter than us and has a lot of powerful friends."

"Plus the longer we wait, the less chance they'll find evidence of what she did in our bodies."

"Very true!"

"We better take a shower and get going then," she said.

The shower devolved into more sex, but we were quick about it this time. Once we got out and were dried off, I asked, "So,what are we going to wear when we leave the house? I'm not sure anything I have will fit me."

"Long skirts and stretchy tops, I think." Then she bounced and made a happy noise. "It's around New Year's, right?"

"Yeah…"

"And we're deer, right?"

"Yeah? I'm getting scared."

She looked at me with adorable big eyes. "Let's go out as New Year's Deer! We'll put ornaments in our antlers and that tinsel on a string stuff."

"To the police station?" I asked.

"No, tomorrow when we go to class."

I put my head in my hands. "New Year's was like two weeks ago. You're just doing it because it rhymes, aren't you?"

"Yes, do I need a better reason?"

"Oh my God! Of course you do!" I complained.

She started picking up the clothes she'd tossed off when she entered my room. "Let's put a pin in that until tomorrow, we should probably get going."

"Let's put a pin in it until long after we're dead." It was going to be awkward enough going to classes as I was.

We headed out to go to the nearest police station.

The next six hours sucked. We spent the whole time sitting in bland sterile rooms waiting for paperwork, waiting to get poked by needles, and getting interviewed by people that were overly professional and distant. We left with assurances that they'd look into the matter, and an order not to have sex with anyone else until they were sure we were no longer contagious.

The next morning I was laying idly next to Val while she fiddled with her iPad. Eventually she started hitting my shoulder saying. "Hey! Hey! You gotta see this!"

I sat up and leaned against the headboard next to her. On the screen was a twitter post that linked to a news article entitled: "U of Chicago Professor Taken Into Custody."

The article didn't have much information, but professor Aumont was definitely the professor in question. I said, "That was fast."

"You think you were the only one she did that to? Normally the police are a bit more interested in reports than they were in ours." Val said.

My eyes widened. I hadn't even thought of that. "No way. You really think there are others?"

"Her human testing got cut off and she's a scientist. I bet you, she picked a sample size, decided which students would make the best test subjects, and went about dosing them."

"Oh fuck!"

"I wish I could say I didn't believe someone would do that, but I've met some bad people in my life." She put her arm around me.

I shivered for a moment thinking about how professor Aumont kept talking about how the world would be better with more anthros, and how the Earth was moving toward a tipping point for a war between humans and anthros. Then I froze in place. "I think the fact I was contagious wasn't a mistake."

"What? No, that would mess up her test results."

I didn't want to say it. I didn't want to believe it. "It's not a medical trial. It's a weapons test."

Warning: Two NSFW Images on the following two pages. The first is by Tiliquain and the second is by LittleHeros.

Part 2

Ezzie fucking Singlais was in my bed! One of the most cited, most respected, and quite possibly the most ingenious individual in my field was cuddling against my side while we ate kettle corn off of my magic shield. The light blue glow from it was reflecting off of her nice round bust, equine dragon muzzle, her swooping ivory-colored horns, the toned muscles of her arms, and the lewd bulge in her jeans. Her long tail was draped across my tummy dangerously close to my own bulge. I kept wishing she'd move it so I could feel the muscles under her green scales twitch against my sheath.

But I couldn't bring myself to grope or flirt with her even though she'd been signaling that she was pretty open about sex.

An anthro bombshell like her probably got all the attention she needed and she barely knew me. If I offended her with unwanted advances, two days of serious effort on my part would all be for naught. It had taken forever to fill the couple cube shelves I bought with my Yu-Gi-Oh! cards, gaming dice, linens, old computer peripherals, materials for making magic items, and my board game collection. I'd even framed and put up my Pan's Labyrinth and Hellboy II movie posters.

While I was eating the last handful of kettle corn off of my shield, Ezzie said, "How in the world did you think to use your shield as a plate? Never, in my entire long life, have I ever thought of using a shield that way."

With my ears blushing at Ezzie's compliment, I said, "Well, laziness is the mother of invention. At least, in this case. The shield part actually came second. I wanted a plate that I could just eat on and not have to wash, so I made a bracelet that projected a magic shield that I could orient however I wanted. When it gets dirty, I just deactivate it." I gestured toward the black trash can beside my dark brown computer desk with my left hand. Once my shield was over the trash, I snapped my fingers and it flickered out of existence dropping all the remnants of the kettle corn in.

Ezzie watched intently, her tail twitching in my lap. "How much would you charge to make me one?"

I balked. "What? You want to buy one?"

"Yeah! I'll pay more if you make it able to shift into a bowl and work as a protective shield as well."

"Oh, it can already do that."

"Okay, now I'm even more sold." Ezzie grinned.

I didn't want to charge her much for it. I'd only ever made one and I'd learn a lot from making a second one. But some of the materials were rather expensive. "Is four hundred fifty too much?"

She curiously poked at the shield with a claw and it clinked like porcelain. "No, not at all. I'll set aside some money for it."

"It might take me a while, I'm working on my senior thesis this quarter," I said.

"That's fine, I'm quite patient," she said as she traced a claw tip along my side just barely grazing my bust.

Shivering at her touch, I looked her in the eye to see if she knew what she was doing.

She gave a not-so-innocent grin. "So, I've been waiting to give you a bit of bad news. I got lab results back this morning. It's good you like being a herm deer because l still have no clue how to change you back." Her eyes darted down the slight rise in my lacy black skirt.

Just having her eyes on my crotch made blood rush down there. And her hand had started brushing the side of my left breast. "Were we right about there being some sort of distributed magic device in my blood? Those tiny little crystalline magic computer thingies Professor Aumont gave a presentation on?"

"Yeah, I think she referred to it collectively as magi-computational particulate. It's self-replicating, so removing it is near-impossible."

"What? It is?"

She nodded. "Yes, and I don't know how to stop you from being contagious. We tested condoms and barriers and the particulate goes right through them. Though, if we could set up a level five ward on your genitals, they might be hindered."

I sighed. "I don't have a week to kill and we don't even know if it would work, so, I'm thinking that's not a good plan."

"I have one piece of good news, though. We now have proof that the particulate ignores people who are already anthros." She gave me a hug pressing her breasts and crotch up against my side more firmly than she had during our lazy cuddling. "Sorry I can't be of more help. But it's not all bleak, I'm still hoping someone from Shelein's lab will get back to me."

I knew she meant to console me when her tail hooked around my side to hug my hip, but now it was running right over my sheath. "That will help a lot." I hugged her with the arm that was pinned under her upper torso.

"This is really nice. Thanks for letting me laze around on your bed." Her tail twitched making me squirm.

She smelled so damn good and her scent was only getting stronger. It was hard not to press my deer nose against her and drown myself in it. "No problem. I wish more people were this comfortable just hanging out and cuddling."

"I'm comfortable with far more than cuddling." She nuzzled against the crook of my neck.

My heart doubled its pace and I bit my lip trying to keep my erection, and a moan, at bay. Was she coming on to me? We'd gotten further and further into each other's personal space ever since yesterday afternoon and now the arm hugging me was going right over my voluptuous chest. I could feel her breath puffing on my neck through her equine nostrils. No words came to me. Thinking with my aroused nethers instead of my head, I put my right hand on her ass and dug my fingertips in.

Then she took a deep whiff of the crook of my neck with her wide equine nostrils. "Mmm, I was wondering when your actions would match your scent."

She wasn't telling me to stop. Blushing, and getting a hard on that was pressing against her tail through my skirt, I pulled her toward me so the bulge in her jeans was firmly against my hip.

"Oooh, that's more like it. We've done all the strategizing we can for now, I think a short break is in order." She ground her broad equine cock head against my hip as she licked at my neck with her powerful forked tongue.

I moaned and fidgeted as my panties were stretched to their limit by my tapered cervine prick. "D-do you just have sex with everyone you meet?" I realized the poor phrasing the moment I said it and cringed. "Sorry, that didn't come out—"

"It's fine. Only those who interest me. But people who think I'm hot almost always interest me." Nipping at my ear playfully, she shifted her hips back and adjusted her prick in her jeans so it was pointing up. Then she shoved it against me.

Nuzzling her neck I lost myself in her grassy aroma. In a way, she reminded me of Val, who'd just hopped on my brand new deer dick the moment she saw it. But that's where the similarity ended. Ezzie had an air of calm sensual confidence that electrified me. So much so that I had no choice but to escalate things, my cock was out of room. Reaching down to the waist of my skirt, I pulled it down with my panties until my prick sprung out and slapped my belly.

Ezzie dove toward it like an eagle catching salmon. Its entire length vanished into her muzzle and throat before I even realized what was happening. Then I was groaning and moaning and thrusting as she bobbed on it at a breakneck pace. The hand she didn't have around the base of my cock, she used to remove her jeans and panties. When I saw her titanic equine dick with huge scaly balls dangling below it, I nearly came. She must have smelled how wet I was because she reached under my balls and speared my pussy with two fingers. The curve she made with her fingers caught my clit in the space between them as she slid them in and out.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Ezzie was servicing me like I was a queen and she was my trusted advisor. It had only been a couple minutes and I was about to cum right down her throat. How she'd mastered her gag reflex, I wished I knew. Because there was no way I could give her the same treatment she was giving me. Inside her maw, I was fucking the coil of her tongue. If she'd been squeezing me any harder with it, it would have been painful, but instead it was heaven.

"I'm—" is all I got to say before jizz erupted from my prick and spilled down her throat.

Not missing a beat, she swallowed it all down while continuing to finger me. The moment she had my entire load, she pulled her mouth off and straddled me. Then she kissed me sharing my cream while hotdogging my sensitive spent prick between her thick equine pussy lips. I moaned into her mouth feeling her cock slide up under my dark green blouse and leave a trail of pre on my white-furred belly. Wanting to feel her breasts, I started pulling off her blouse and bra. She broke the kiss and helped me undress her and then she helped me out of my upper garments.

"Oh God! Ezzie!" I cooed as I felt her feminine nectar seep into my fur. I grabbed her cock with both hands and found it even more amazing than I'd thought. At the base were two big knots, the second larger than the first.

"Just a taste of things to come," she said as she reached behind her and grabbed my shaft. Sliding back onto it, she took it inside her. I was softening and still very sensitive, so she was gentle with her inner muscles. I loved being buried in her warmth and was wishing I hadn't just cum.

I stroked her shaft harder using her pre to lube my efforts. She thrust into my grasp a few times before moving my hands to her breasts. Then she gripped my breasts, tweaked my nipples.

When my cock was back in my sheath, she asked, "Think you're wet enough for me to fit?"

"Yes!" I squirmed under her thinking about having that amazing cock inside me.

She pulled off my skirt and panties before rolling me onto my side and spooning behind me.

"What are you—AAAHH!"

She shoved in while cuddling against my back. I was so relaxed in this position that she entered easily, which was good because she was fucking enormous! I kept gasping, feeling my snatch stretch to fit her. She slowed when there was some resistance, but I yelled, "More!" to encourage her to keep going.

"That's what I wanted to hear!" she bellowed and then gave one big push where she buried the rest of her shaft and her two uninflated knots.

My eyes rolled back and I groaned feeling wonderfully full. Her medial ring had found a special pleasure spot in my snatch, the head of her cock was touching places no cock had ever reached, and her knots were stretching the extremely sensitive area just inside my entrance. I thought she was going to rail me and slap my ass with her heavy balls, but instead, she cuddled against my back while making long slow thrusts. Magic started pouring into me making me feel giddy and warm. Sex really put me into touch with magic energy these days and I loved the sensation.

She was so damn thick that the sensation from this cuddle fucking was off the charts! I couldn't believe she was inside me, I couldn't believe she was moaning into my ear over how good my pussy felt, and I couldn't believe I'd never tried this position before. It was so intimate and gratifying.

I kept expecting her to speed up, but she actually slowed down. Her thrusts became surprises as her hands explored my front. Soon she was admiring my hefty balls with her hands, tugging on my furry sac, and squeezing just enough to make me moan. Just as I was wondering if she'd become fixated on them, she said, "You have the most perfect balls. Glimmer, they're turning me on so much!"

"Glimmer?" I asked between moans.

She let up a bit and answered, "It's an object of immense magical power, older than civilization, possibly the planet itself. It holds immense magical power and is revered and loathed in equal amounts by people in Rishkaum."

I knew so little about Rishkaum, the parallel reality that all the magic came from. So many questions were now in my mind, but only one of them was relevant to this moment. It was related to something she was famous for. "You're a shapeshifter, right?"

"Yep!" She gave a quick thrust reminding me we were still fucking.

"Have you ever used your shapeshifting for sex?" I asked.

"Am I boring you with all this nice cock snuggling?" She nipped at my neck.

"Ahh! No, I was just curious, honest," I said clenching around her.

"You're just curious, huh? I think you're bored and could do with a little demonstration." Her cock thickened inside me.

"GAH!" I twitched against her as four new nipples formed below her breasts and pressed against my back. The bed creaked as her body got hotter and heavier. "What the hell?"

Her voice was deeper. "Did I say little demonstration? I meant BIG demonstration." As her balls swelled larger along with her cock, so did her new extra sets of breasts.

Unable to catch my breath due to all my moaning, I simply wiggled in her grasp. Her body was quickly getting longer than mine and her arms were cracking and popping as they became forelegs. I was starting to feel small. Her dick was now so big that I was at my limit. Every millimeter it moved gave me orgasmic pleasure.

Rolling so I was under her with my butt held high, she fucked me into the bed using her massive feral body to its full potential. I came after three thrusts yelling and grabbing at her forelegs.

She didn't even pause, she just kept going saying, "Poor little deer caught by a dragon, how many times will she cum before I do?"

The answer was six, I came six times while she blew my mind with her feral form. Then she leaned in, head supported by a longer neck, and bit my shoulder. She popped both knots in making me cum again right on the spot, and let loose a deluge even her giant feral balls couldn't have prepared me for. I lost sense of everything except her pulsing length and a heady sensation of fullness. I felt like I was going to break in half when her knots swelled to full size. My belly was round from all that she'd stuffed me with. I'd taken some big cocks and big loads since I'd transformed, but I had no idea I had enough capacity for what she'd just done to me.

Mixed with all this bliss was a magic upwelling. I felt downright vibrant.

Grabbing me and rolling us back on our side, she said, "I originally developed this form for sex with Ferwalik dragons, but it's fantastic at combat and travel, too."

"Don't you think your balls and breasts are a bit big for combat and travel?" I chuckled.

"They distract the enemy."

I balked. "What? You can't be serious."

She laughed bouncing both of us. "No matter what form I'm in, I flatten my breasts and retract my balls when going into combat. I've been hit in my genitals before and decided that wasn't something I wanted to tough out if I didn't need to. I pack things away for travel too. Having stuff bounce all over the place while running is inefficient and distracting."

"I wish I could retract my balls sometimes. They flop around when I'm dancing in the nude," I said.

"Once we figure out how to change you without you reverting back, I can give you a transmuter that allows you to stow your male equipment whenever you like."

"That would be lovely. I can discount your shield to compensate you for it."

"No need." She held my hips and pulled me against her shoving her knots a tiny bit deeper while parking her balls more firmly against my backside. We both let out happy gasps. "You're undercharging for the shield and I make transmuters all the time. That one's relatively simple."

"Cool!" I tightened around her prick.

"Mmm, this is just what I needed," she said as she played with my breasts.

As my nipples hardened against her palms, I asked, "How did you even fit in me? Like, I thought I was at my limit before you transformed."

"Anthros tend to have far more capacity than humans. I think it might be a response to the higher variability in anthro cocks." Now she was pinching my nipples.

"Haah! Are you trying to make me hard again?"

One hand moved down to my sheath. "Yes." As tip of my prick emerged, she started stroking it between her fingers.

"Well, it's working!" A strange pride welled up in me as my erection filled more and more of her grasp, I'd taken everything she'd thrown at me and still wanted more.

It took only a few minutes for me to reach full hardness and then Ezzie stopped saying, "Time to go to your bathtub and pull out."

"The bathtub?" One of my ears fell in mild confusion.

"Trust me, there's more than you want to try and clean out of your sheets."

Pre beaded at my tip and I moaned as I thought about how much she'd cum inside me. As I gasped and quaked in the grasp of one of her forelegs, her tail, and her knots, she walked across my room on three legs and then opened my door.

Val was sitting on the couch watching Netflix in the nude, her small curvy herm deer body on full display. Tiny teapots, spider webs, and even a TARDIS were amongst the charms on the silver charm bracelets she'd wrapped around her antlers. Her nose ring glinted in the light from the lamp in the far corner as she jerked her head to look at us. "What the everliving fuck?! Is that…Ezzie?"

I couldn't meet her eyes, I was too embarrassed and fully erect.

"Yeah, we got a bit carried away, " Ezzie said.

"Well, that explains the bone-shaking roar I heard," Val grinned. "If you guys want to add to the party, count me in." The pink tip of her deer dick slid out.

"We'll keep that in mind," Ezzie said as she got us to the bathroom. Then she closed the door, and turned on the fan.

I sighed in relief no longer being on display. Val was someone I didn't want to see me vulnerable and slutty. She already demanded we fuck twice a day.

"Did you want to include her at some point? I'm fine with it," Ezzie asked as she pulled the shower curtain aside and moved us into the tub.

"I want to keep you to myself, for now," I said.

"Don't get along with your roommate?"

I shrugged and then spoke quietly to make sure the fan noise and Netflix would conceal what I was saying. "Before I transformed her and we started fucking every day, she was a terrible roommate. We've worked some stuff out, but I keep feeling like she's gonna slip into her old patterns and I'll have to start arguing with her to get her to pull her weight again."

"Sex is keeping the relationship bearable, then?" Ezzie's knot started to soften.

"Kinda? I do like her and I want to give her the benefit of the doubt, but there's a lot of history to overcome." I looked toward the area where our bodies met. "Do you have control of your knots or something?"

"Full control." Both knots had now reverted to their uninflated state and she was pulling back. We both grunted as the first one popped out. When the second one came out, it was like a water balloon bursting. Her cream poured out of me splashing into the tub. My erection surged back to life as she extracted herself. When we were finally disentangled, she laid on her back filling the bathtub with feral equine dragon and said, "Straddle my tail and show me what your dick can do."

I sat astride the underside of her tail, my prick throbbing so hard it hurt. Then I lifted her impressive, grapefruit-sized balls out of the way and shoved inside her bestial equine cunny. As I thrust into her, neither of us could stifle our cries of passion. I could be as rough as I wanted with her because her sex was plenty big enough to take me, well, when she wasn't using her powerful internal muscles to make me squirm. Fondling the six gropeable breasts on her long torso, I rocketed toward orgasm. Even my snatch was getting stimulation from gliding across the underside of her tail.

Worried I was going to cum first, I stroked her big clit with my left hand and worshiped her balls with my right hand. She hissed as she tried to hold back. Then I couldn't stop myself and slammed in all the way, screeching as I filled her clenching scaly muff with my seed. She roared as she came, rattling the window and the hooks for the shower curtain. I just laid atop her after that, enjoying her three sets of breasts resting against me as we dozed in afterglow.

When we finally got around to washing up, fitting in the shower with her was like a circus act. We giggled and teased and got soap all over each other while stealing kisses.

Back in my bedroom, clean and satisfied, we snuggled quietly on my bed.

Ezzie broke the silence with, "One more kiss before I revert back to my anthro shape and we get back to work?"

Grabbing handfuls of her dark green mane, I pressed my lips up to her big muzzle. She returned my kiss softly at first, but when I added tongue she went all in. By the time the kiss was over, we were moaning and groping each other.

Both of us had every intention of getting back to work. But that never happened. Instead, we fell asleep in each other's arms, cum dripping from our pussies, muscles burning from exertion.

Maybe an hour later, Val woke us up with a knock at my door. She tried to have a conversation with us about some sort of event she was planning, but we were too out of it to give feedback and she soon gave up.

The next morning, we burned up some of the magic energy we'd collected through all our sex by practicing some magic crafting. I showed her part of the process of making one of my shields and she showed me a couple things about making transmuters. Then we had a quiet quickie after breakfast that lasted until noon because we took our time licking and caressing each other's balls. I was fascinated by the sheer size of the ones on her feral form and she adored the nice round shape of mine. Around lunch, we extended our quickie and turned on some music so we could be as loud as we wanted. An hour later, we were starving, so we ordered in Chinese and fucked while we waited for it. I had Ezzie's spooge trailing down the insides of my legs while I was in my housecoat paying the delivery driver. We thought we'd just eat and then transition to more strategizing, but somehow we ended up sixty-nining for dessert.

Not every moment of our time together was active, we spent a lot of time inside each other while Ezzie caught up on Dr. Who or we did some crafting.

I had a feeling Ezzie had desperately needed a vacation before she'd visited me.

During some mutual oral, Ezzie's phone made a Star Trek: TNG red alert sound and she pulled her tongue out of my snatch.

"Hey!" I complained.

"Sorry, I've gotta respond to that." She reached over to my bedside table with her humongous tail and grabbed her phone. Then she moved it to her forepaws and unlocked the screen. "Oh! Good news! The grad student I contacted from Shelein's lab is going to grab the files on the TF serum and then meet us here at six."

"Oh! That's awesome!" I said.

"Other grad students and postdocs at the lab never responded. I was starting to worry we'd have to wait until the government started going through Shelein's lab."

"With them and the Mage's Council expending all their resources trying to contain the outbreak, who knows how long that would take? They seem more interested in maintaining the campus quarantine than anything else at the moment."

"Yeah, Shelein's got everyone scrambling to keep up," Ezzie agreed.

I tilted my head. "Hey, why do you call Professor Aumont by her first name? Do you know her or something?"

She sighed. "It's a story from when I was young and naive. Something I'd rather not get into right now."

Though I was really curious what that story was, I wasn't going to pry. She seemed distraught by whatever she was remembering, so I lapped at her pussy to change the subject.

That's all it took for her to get right back into eating me out and we lost hours to sex again. Now we were just waiting for the grad student to arrive with the data and neither of us was willing to stop. I'd never had this much sexual chemistry with anyone and the more we did, the more magic poured through me. She was like a mana geyser. I'd never been this energized. There was so much magic that it was helping our bodies endure the sexual wear and tear. Not that I wasn't exhausted. We'd have to stop eventually.

While I was sprawled out under her, my cock delivering its latest load, her phone made the TNG red alert sound twice. The moment she stopped writhing and clenching around me, she picked up her phone. "KABLIEZ KIZT!"

"Something wrong?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath.

"You're going to have to meet the grad student. I have to go." Ezzie pulled off of me and started transforming back to her anthro form.

"Wait, what?" I sat up and turned down the music.

"People are going to die if I don't stop a fight." She grabbed a towel we'd been using for cleanup and wiped at her sex while her tail shortened and her forelegs cracked as they shifted back into arms. "I don't have time to explain."

"Do you get called away like this often?" Had she just dropped everything when she got the assignment to help the U of Chicago and me?

"Way more than I'd like. I made my body so it could go toe to toe with powerful beings. And now I'm the first person the Mage's Council thinks of when they're scared." She put on her shirt and laid on her back, her pussy pointed toward me. Looking me in the eyes, she blushed deeply and spread her legs. "Could you lick me clean?"

"S-sure," I got my face down there and licked at her trying to get enough so she didn't drip. She coaxed me to turn around so she could do the same for me. I made sure to lick up the mess that had made it down her thighs too. The taste of my own jizz and her wetness went together like lavender and thyme. It was a treat I'd gotten to enjoy many times since we'd started fornicating.

A minute later, she said, "I think that'll do." Sliding out from under me, she stood at the end of my bed. "Any spots I need to wipe off?"

Hopping up, I licked some cum off of her chin and shoulder before saying, "Not anymore."

"Thank you so much!" She put on her herm-friendly panties and then her jeans. "Donovan, the grad student with the data, is going to arrive in a bit under a half hour. I'm hoping to be back tomorrow afternoon."

I frowned. "Are you sure Donnovan's going to be okay meeting me? He probably has no idea who I am."

She kissed my cheek. "You'll do fine, okay? You're a charming and honest person and I'm sure he'll warm up to you. And if you do run into trouble, don't hesitate to call me."

"Alright," I said feeling like I'd been dropped into the ocean during a squall. I was awkward around new people. Ezzie hadn't seen that since I'd been fangirling over her ever since she arrived.

Putting on her backpack, she said, "First thing I'd like you to do once you get the data is make a couple copies of it. Please also put it in an online repository and share me a link to it."

"Sure thing!" I said trying to sound confident.

When Ezzie opened my door, I heard moans and heavy breathing over the music. She laughed and flicked her tail as she shut my door behind her. New scents that reminded me of Val and myself had come in while she'd had the door open.

After putting on my housecoat, I opened my door and peered outside. Ten herm deer were in the living room. A painter's tarp had been put down to cover the floor and all of the furniture. Herm deer were going at it everywhere. I clenched my fist as my cock and pussy responded to the orgy with excitement. This was bad, so very bad. There's no way I could bring Donovan here if he needed to talk. I needed to find Val, she wasn't amongst the copulating cervines in the living room or the kitchen.

To get to her bedroom, I had to step between bodies smacking balls against each other, deer sixty-nining, deer fucking each other over the couch, the table, and against the wall. Under other circumstances, I might have joined in, but today was a shit day for this to happen and Val hadn't given me any warning.

Surrounded by piles of half-organized PS4 games and anthro erotica novels was Val. She had two deer in there with her, a busty plus-sized one and a short wide-hipped one. The busty one was penetrating the wide-hipped one while the wide-hipped one licked Val out.

As she met my eyes, I said, "You gotta cancel the orgy."

She gently pushed the deer licking her out away and got off her bed. "Look, I tried to involve you in planning this, but you were too busy with Ezzie to give me the time of day."

"So this orgy is what you were trying to talk to us about last night…" I mused. "Well, someone's delivering data on Aumont's TF serum and I don't want to have to drag him through an orgy."

"He's an adult, he can handle it. And I'm not doing this just for the sex, I'm connecting all the herm deer that have been part of the outbreak so they can network and have sex partners that won't become new victims," Val said, her cock still throbbing. It was as big and attractive as ever and her short curvy form was buzzing with energy.

"That's a good idea, and I can't deny that I totally want in on it, but tonight's not the right time. Can you please call it off? Just tell them your roommate is sick or something," I pleaded. "We can schedule it for the same time tomorrow, even."

"Take him to a coffee shop or the study lounge on the fourth floor or chat in the entryway. I don't care. Everyone's looking forward to this and there's herms lined up down the hallway waiting for their turn. I don't know if there'll be the same spark if I reschedule. Just let me have this, please?" She made adorable puppy eyes looking up at me.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Oh, come on! The campus is under quarantine and classes are cancelled. You could get this whole crowd back without much effort. Heck, you could still have the orgy tonight by just moving it to someone else's room."

She glowered at me. "I felt really left out when Ezzie was here. Even if you guys didn't want to include me in your sex rampage, I could have helped you figure out what to do about the outbreak. What happened to us being a team? I don't want to go back to when we hated each other and never hung out."

I took a deep breath to compose myself. "I'm sorry, Val, but I don't have time to analyze our relationship. That guy's coming in like twenty minutes and I need to clean up before I go down to let him in. And then, I need a place to talk to him in private."

Val went over to her chibi penguin backpack and pulled out her keys. Handing them to me, she said, "Here, use my car if you need to. I don't even know if I could get everyone out of here soon enough, anyway."

"Urgh! I can't believe this situation!" I tightened my grip on her keys and stormed out of her room.

When I looked in the bathroom, two slender herms were going at it against the wall of the shower. "Really?!" I cried in exasperation.

"Yeah! FUCK ME HARDER!" the one who was getting dicked yelled. Both of them were going at it even more excitedly now that they had an audience.

I put my head in my hands and growled in frustration before wetting a hand towel in the sink and then going back to my bedroom. I did the best I could to get cum out of my fur without access to the shower. Then I got dressed in my lacy black skirt and a short-sleeved light yellow top.

Once I navigated my way to the coat closet, I grabbed a fleece jacket and headed to the entrance for our building.

An orange street light flickered in the frozen January dark as I walked down the steps that led to the front entrance. Crossing my arms, I sat on the low concrete wall that the handrail for the steps was attached to. The winter breeze was cutting right through my fleece jacket and making me shiver. I'd been spoiled by having a short coat of fur and should have realized that, even in combination with my fur, the fleece jacket would not be enough for below-zero gusts. After about five minutes of freezing my tits off, I went back inside and continued waiting in the entryway.

A short, skinny man with an earnest expression walked up to the door. Creases of exhaustion were under eyes that darted around as if he was expecting me to stab him. When I opened the door, he rushed in and pulled it shut behind him. "You Ezzie?" he asked.

"No, Ezzie got called away. I'm Emma, the person who's gonna hold down the fort until Ezzie gets back." I reached out to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you, Don? Or do you go by Donovan?"

"Don." He kept his hands stuffed in the pockets of his tan khakis. "Listen, can we get somewhere less exposed?" he asked pointedly.

The insides of my ears blushed as I thought about the prospect of going back to my room. "Umm, why would we need that? You just want to hand over the data, right?"

"No, there is a problem. Doctor Aumont is no longer in custody and I need to speak to Ezzie. Can we please go to your room?"

I straightened and my ears shot straight up. "What? She got out? How?"

"No idea…The lab is locked down. Not even security gets in and I always leave the lid to the centrifuge closed. But I found it open when I got to the lab."

"Maybe another student left it open," I suggested.

"Doctor Aumont and I are the only people that have access to the tissue samples. No one else has enough clearance to get into that room," he explained.

My stomach churned as I hoped he was wrong. "Were you her right hand man or something?"

"Ezzie knows all the details. Are you sure you can't reach her?"

I considered calling Ezzie, but she'd told me that I could handle this and I didn't want to let her down. "She said people might die, so I'm assuming she'd rather not be contacted."

"She takes on way too much responsibility. I should have known this would happen." He sighed. "Well, I've said all I'm gonna say before we get somewhere private." Motioning toward the stairs with his head, he said, "Come on…where to?"

"Would talking in my friend's car be acceptable?" I asked and then bit my lip. It sounded far seedier out loud than it had in my head.

"What the hell?" He tilted his head. "Why can't we go to your room?"

I grimaced. "My room's kinda…ugh, okay, there's a herm deer orgy going on in there."

"Huh?" he paused for a moment, probably not even knowing what that meant. "Doesn't matter. We need to move now."

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you. You're gonna see more anthro dick, pussy, and breasts than you've seen in your whole life," I said.

"I don't care as long as your bedroom has a functioning door."

"It does and Val knows better than to let anyone use my bed," I replied as I led him down the hallway and then up the stairs. As we got closer to my room, there was a line of seven herm deer waiting to get in, all with big tents in their pants and skirts. When I got up to the door, the one in front said, "Hey! No butting in line!"

I stared her down saying, "This is my room too!"

She said, "You're Val's roommate? Wanna play?" She lifted up her skirt to reveal her pre-dripping shaft.

"Sorry, not right now," I said as I opened the door.

Don nudged her to the side as he walked in, eyes hesitantly tracking her prick.

I grabbed his hand so we didn't lose each other in the sea of undulating bodies. When we got to my bedroom, the two deer who had been with Val were now on my bed. "OUT!" I yelled.

They looked at my intense expression and immediately stopped what they were doing. Don got a clear view of all the herm parts he could ever want to see as they disassembled from missionary position.

Don tried to look down and away, but the stiff puffy collar of his coat prevented him from doing so. As they left the room, he unzipped his coat. "Listen, I can't just give you the USB hard drive the data's on and then leave. I might have to install the decryption software if you don't have it and I'll have to enter my password. And the moment it's all decrypted, we need to put it up online as a public repository."

Pulling off my jacket, I asked, "Upload it somewhere public? Like on Github?"

He pulled the matte black portable hard drive out of his coat pocket. "Sure. Or Mega or whatever. Don't care. Every second that this is the only copy is a second that we are the easiest way to plug the leak and eliminate all opposition," he said as if he'd been thinking about this for hours.

I smiled. "How about you just use my computer to do all that?" I grabbed my laptop off my dresser, unplugged the charging cable, and opened it.

He looked at me concerned for a moment and then began to walk to the door. "Actually, you know what? This data was supposed to go to the Mage's Council. The leak wasn't even supposed to be traceable back to me."

"Well, maybe we could use a VPN or the Tor network?" I offered.

"No, the longer I stay here, the more danger I'm in. I'd be safe with Ezzie, but you're just a student. Have Ezzie contact me when she gets back. Until then, I'm going to disappear." He grabbed the handle of my door.

"Hey! Wait, I know magic engineering and stuff. Ezzie even commissioned one of these from me." I put on my shield bracelet and snapped my fingers. The shield flickered to life in a small fraction of a second.

"That's not gonna help. Do you even know what Doctor Aumont is capable of?" he said as he opened the door, only to be knocked back by a pair of deer who'd been humping against the door.

I deactivated my shield and narrowed my eyes at him. "She turned me into a contagious herm deer without my consent. I know what she's capable of first hand."

He kicked the door closed to lock the humping deer out. "Turning people into sex-obsessed herms is tame compared to what I saw her do in the lab. She got shut down because she'd been testing transformation fields that could work on entire groups of subjects at the same time without caring that some of the people in those fields ended up in an ambulance. This isn't some game to her. The sex is not a gift she is giving. She wants the new anthros to be unable to control themselves. You're the only victim I've seen today who has any idea how to restrain herself."

My eyes widened as I realized there was an orgy going on outside and many of the herms had looked like they needed it, like they were finally getting enough sex to satisfy them. And Don didn't know how rambunctious I'd been with Ezzie. "But what good does making people so sex crazed do? The TF would spread plenty fast if people just had above average sex drives."

Now he looked outright frustrated. "The faster it spreads, the less time there is to stop it. The fact that her victims have such a strong desire for other anthros is a mistake in her eyes. She hoped her victims would still mostly be attracted to humans so the transformation would spread like wildfire. The data I have on this drive proves she was working on correcting that mistake."

"Well, give me the drive so we can get that data to the authorities." I reached out my hand.

"You know what? You're right, I've got to stop thinking only about my own livelihood." He glanced at my bed and the floor. "Could you clean up the semen on the side of your comforter and move that semen-soaked towel lying next to the bed?"

I felt like hiding under my covers in sheer embarrassment. "Yeah, sorry about that." Getting off the bed, I used the hand towel I'd cleaned myself with to get the cum off the comforter and then put it, and the towel, in my hamper.

Before I could even get back to my bed, there were screams from outside. While we were still shellshocked and wondering what had just happened, there were solid thunks in my bedroom door. The ends of knife points were now poking through it.

Someone on the other side yelled, "CLEAR THE ROOM, NOW!" There were more screams and more thuds until there were eight knives in the door. Each new knife made my heart beat faster.

The door opened of its own accord to reveal Professor Aumont. Short as ever, menacing as ever. Her whiskers and her tall bunny ears twitched as she strolled into my room. Two chef's knives sat just above her shoulders, suspended in the air. Behind her, a herd of herm deer was running out the dorm room, not even bothering to put their clothes back on.

One of Aumont's knives went for my throat and I snapped my fingers to activate my shield. I got it in the way of the knife just in time and it knife bounced off landing right next to my pillow. "RUN!" I yelled at Don as I aimed the edge of my shield at Professor Aumont's face, and launched it at her faster than the eye could see.

Don made for the door.

Instead of hitting Professor Aumont, my shield just hung in the air while she made a flurry of flashing hand gestures that I couldn't follow. The second knife went for my throat. I scrambled backwards until I was trapped between her knife and the headboard. When it pressed right up against me, I got my shield back, but it was too late.

Professor Aumont called after Don. "If you leave, you two will die within three minutes of each other."

Don stopped abruptly at the door, paralyzed by fear. He slowly turned to look at Professor Aumont saying, "Y-you're bluffing."

"Sure, I'm bluffing." She moved her right hand making a circle with her index finger and her thumb.

The knife cut my neck and I screamed because I thought she was just going to off me and then try to get Don. A spike of adrenaline accompanied the searing pain shooting down my arms. "D-don't listen to her, run and try to—AHH!!" She cut me deeper and the pain went from searing to sickening.

Don's face blanched and he walked back into my bedroom.

"Give me the drive," Aumont commanded.

Don held up the portable hard drive.

She moved her left hand. "Let go of it and don't come any closer."

Don dropped the drive as he stared at the knife at my throat. While my Professor's eyes were off of me, I grabbed the knife that had bounced off my shield.

The drive never made it to the floor, it simply arced back upwards and landed in Professor Aumont's left paw-padded hand. She pocketed it and reached toward me. "Give me the other knife."

"No!" I said.

"Okay, you can die, then." She applied pressure and deepened the cut she'd made to my throat. I yelped and dropped the knife. It flew toward Don chasing him until he had his face against the wall with the knife at the back of his neck. Now that both of us were being held hostage, she grabbed my laptop off the end of my bed set it in my lap. "Log in."

"I didn't put any data on—"

She slid the knife another millimeter across my throat, just enough to threaten me. "You think I'm gonna take your word for it? Log in."

I opened the laptop while nearly having a panic attack. My chest was so tight I felt like coughing, but I didn't dare cough because the knife would surely cut me open. Looking down without moving my head, I logged in. She grabbed my laptop and pulled up the terminal before typing a couple commands into the command line. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but I had a feeling my computer wouldn't be going back to its lock screen anymore.

She took off her desert camo backpack and put my laptop and Don's portable hard drive in it. "Now, if either of you follow me before I get out the—" She sighed. "Val, I know you're casting something. Stop, or I'll kill them!"

Val said, "Okay, okay, I've stopped."

Don was visibly shaking. I would have been shaking, but I could feel blood trickling down my neck and I was using all my willpower to stay as still as possible.

"Good, now, as I was saying, if all of you stay still until I'm out the front door, you don't die. Just forget about me and my plans and live your lives. You're all bright young students and I'd hate to see you die before you can become established in your fields." She walked up to Don and grabbed the knife at the back of his neck. Then she made gestures with her right hand to telekinetically unzip her backpack and take a syringe out of it. With more gestures, the cap popped off and the syringe flew until it stabbed Don in the neck.

"No!" Don cried.

Depressing the plunger, she said, "You ever steal from me again, I'll inject you with bleach instead of my TF compound."

I tried to speak, but that made my throat move and worsened my cut.

The syringe floated back into Aumont's backpack while she strolled out of my bedroom on her big rabbit feet. On the way out of our dorm room, she detoured through the kitchen and took all the forks from the little wire utensil stand next to the toaster. She dropped them behind our front door as she closed it.

Val peered into the bedroom to see the knives fall away. Then, as she dashed toward our front door, but before she could open it, the forks rose up two by two and stabbed themselves into our carpeted floor so hard that their entire tines were buried. It sounded like a giant nail gun. "FUCKING FUCK!" Val yelled as she found the door wouldn't budge. Then she tried to pull the forks out only to find it was impossible to do without any tools.

Don grabbed a sock off my floor and sopped up some blood so he could inspect my wound. I hissed in pain.

Washing my wound and then getting it properly bandaged consumed the next fifteen minutes. Having the fire department come through our window and get the forks out of our floor took over an hour. Then we spent even more of our evening explaining the entire incident to the cops. They were a bit put off by the fact that naked herm deer kept coming to our room to pick up their clothes and other belongings, but they didn't charge anyone with indecent exposure. We told them that we were having a naked party when this all went down and that people had fled when Professor Aumont showed up. I didn't know if our explanation mattered, they'd likely given up on trying to police campus for public decency during the quarantine.

Don was watching the herm deer more and looking at me and Val more intently as time went on. He was so distracted by the time the cops were asking their last few questions that he was struggling to give one-word answers. I could see a bit of reddish-brown fur coming in just under his Adam's apple and was thankful that the police left when they did because Don's scent was starting to get to me. It was fantastic, like warm honey butter. We'd given the cops plenty to go on and I wanted to do more to catch Professor Aumont, but poor Don needed my attention first.

I sat closer to Don on the couch and gently grabbed his hand. "I wish we knew how to stop her TF serum. I'm so sorry this happened to you."

"Yeah." Don looked away from me, embarrassment reddening his cheeks. "About that…I, uhh, s-something is happening to me—" he gulped, "—down there."

I blushed. "It smells like you're turning into a herm."

Don nodded slowly as he gasped and his body shuddered. "I'm wet down there. Like, I think I already have—" he cut himself off.

The oblong patch of reddish-brown fur on his neck was bigger than a half dollar now and it was getting a white border. "A pussy?" The tip of my cock poked out of my sheath.

"It aches. Could you check on it and see if it is okay?" He bit his lip.

The tent in my skirt grew as I said, "Yeah, get out of those jeans and lay back." The couch was still covered by the painter's tarp and I wanted to make use of it. I was hoping he'd be okay having sex on the couch. Val walking in on us wouldn't be a downside. With how horny he was, I figured having help would be good. Every muscle in my body was sore from my romp with Ezzie. It felt like I'd spent an entire day at a rave.

He laid back and trembled while he slowly pulled his khakis down, exposing his loins. "What do you see?"

Just as I was about to look, I changed my mind and said, "Sorry, can I take off my skirt and panties first? Things are getting a bit tight."

"Sure." He nodded. His shaft was already darkening, getting thicker and longer. A rich musk filled the air as he pulled his pants all the way off and then lifted his balls.

Stripping my lower half was hard because I had eight inches of cock already out of my sheath. My erection grew to full size the moment I stared at the puffy cunt under his balls. It was indeed wet and it was only getting bigger. It looked about half the size it needed to get to fit me in it, though. I got between his legs saying, "It looks a bit equine. You have a huge clit and it's still changing. Want me to snap a picture so you can see?"

As soon as my face lowered to get an even closer look, he grabbed my antlers. Before I knew it, my nose was being pushed against his hot puffy labia as he shivered and moaned. "F-Fuck! Don't pull back please I need this!"

I gasped in surprise and then groaned in delight as I started to use my long and dexterous cervine tongue on his delicious honey-butter-tasting sex. Feeling his snatch gain in depth and width made my prick throb. My little deer tail waggled in excitement as he used his grip on my antlers to direct my oral attention.

Suddenly, he pushed me away, his cleavage showing through his shirt as his muzzle began coming in. "I need more!" He coaxed me onto my back with one hand while rubbing at his muff with the other.

"I don't know if I'll fit yet." I looked up at his needy pussy, his enlarging balls and dick. He was definitely going equine down there and his fur was taking on a giraffe pattern. "God you're hot!"

"Oh, he is at that!" Val cooed as she walked into the room. "Mind if I stick around?"

He straddled me and lined up his snatch with my slender tip as fast as he could, grabbing the back of the couch with his left hand to stabilize himself. "As long as I get something inside me right now, I don't care about anything else."

"Take off that top before your breasts start to hurt from all the pressure, then we can give your new pussy its first dick." I rubbed his thighs to try and soothe him. He seemed twitchy and overwhelmed.

He pulled his shirt off and then just fell onto my shaft, yipping as I stretched him open.

"Hoooh! You're so fucking tight!" I gasped and shook under him as his incredibly hot and wet snatch enveloped my tapered cock. When his chest got within reach, I squeezed and fondled his growing tits. He was getting curvier by the second and his hips were looking downright feminine.

Val walked over to my side and started stroking herself. I put two fingers in her snatch and she spurted pre across my breasts.

"YES! fuck yes!" he shouted as giraffe horns began to protrude out from his head and his nose flattened into his forming muzzle. He shoved himself down and clenched around my shaft. "Fuck! I need to feel you cum!"

Magic poured into me giving my worn out body some needed stamina. "Unf! You are so gorgeous!" I started bucking into him, feeling his equine prick get heavier and heavier against my belly.

Don, completely losing himself to his new herm giraffe urges, slammed down taking me to the hilt and was rewarded by his snatch's first orgasm. As his cunt bathed my cock in ecstatic turbulence, he stroked his hands over his equine cock head for the first time. He howled as it flared immediately and a torrent of cum jetted onto my chest and Val's thigh.

Wanting to make Don's first time as good as possible, I grabbed him and rolled him onto his back. Then, I thrust against him nice and hard giving his equine pussy the abuse I knew it could take. I growled from putting in so much effort. I wanted to cum with him, for him to feel the joy of getting filled. He deserved it, this awful day needed something bright in it, and I was almost there! Then, while his pussy was still twitching, I felt my shaft lurch inside him. Squealing in ecstasy, I filled his pussy full, my huge balls proving they weren't just for show.

As I was cumming, Val climbed onto the couch and shoved inside me. She'd been jacking herself the whole time and let loose a load inside my cunt before I'd finished filling Don. I whooped in pleasure as she made my orgasm soar into the stratosphere and magic pour through me, sweetening the bliss.

After that, I was spent. I didn't have one more ounce of sex to give when I came down from my peak. I just panted stuck between Don and Val until we dismounted.

Just after we pulled apart, Don said, "Damn it! I need more!" His erection was quickly pressing out of his sheath.

Val turned to me and asked, "You want me to take this round?"

"Yeah, sorry Don, I need to take a shower and collapse into bed. You're welcome to join me if you want to sleep in my bed tonight," I said as I hauled myself off the couch and staggered toward the bathroom.

He was too busy enjoying the second cock of his life to reply. I'd fucked up big time, but at least Don seemed happy. I wondered whether he would want to start going by "she" when all was said and done. I knew almost nothing about him and hoped he wouldn't be traumatized if he had to stay a herm giraffe for a while.

I barely remembered showering and going to bed. It had been a day with far too much in it. In a way, I was lucky. I didn't have enough energy to be terrified of Professor Aumont and whatever she was planning. Clearly she was risking everything and knew she'd be on a most wanted list for her assault.

* * *

Giggling and the occasional moan coming from Val's room is what I woke up to. Groggily making my way to Val's room, I didn't bother to put on my housecoat. I figured it was safe to assume Don was okay based on how much they seemed to be enjoying themselves. But I needed to do something, I needed to say something.

When I opened Val's bedroom door, I saw Don taking her from behind. My sore, spent, and traumatized body got barely a tingle from seeing it. I didn't care whether it was the right or wrong time to speak my mind. I'd woken up feeling dread and defeat. With the wound on my throat aching like mad, I said, "I'm sorry, Don. You were right. You should've hid and waited for Ezzie to come back."

Don stopped mid-thrust and sighed. "Ezzie is the one that deserves an apology and both of us are going to have to give it to her. If I'd given you the drive right away, we might have been able to upload the data before Doctor Aumont arrived."

"Ugh, can't we wait until after our morning rut to talk about heavy stuff?" Val complained.

"She's right, if we don't take an active role in managing our libido, we'll fall even further into Doctor Aumont's hands." Don started thrusting again.

In that moment, Don reminded me so much of Commander Data that I would have laughed if my throat didn't hurt so much. Maybe I should have gotten stitches. Wanting some emotional closure, I asked, "Do you like being a giraffe herm?"

He paused. "It's quite the experience. I don't dislike it, but I'd rather not think about it more than that." Then he refocused on Val and went at it even harder.

My phone ringing in my room got me scrambling back to my room, my breasts and balls flailing as I ran. It was Ezzie. With my chest tightening and my heart sinking in my chest, I said, "Hello?"

"Hi, is everything okay?" she asked.

I wanted to tell her that we'd succeeded: provide proof that I could knock around with the likes of Ezzie and pull my weight. Instead, I was just a useless starry-eyed fangirl.

Trembling and holding back tears, I said, "Ezzie, I fucked up."

Part 3

The wind howled as a light flurry of snow fell outside as I cuddled on the couch with Don and Val. Don's arm was over my shoulders while Val was laying across our laps. Don and I were watching Netflix, while Val was on her phone tweeting pictures of her dick and pussy. She'd adopted my cam whore tendencies and posted even more often than I did.

My eyes kept darting to the tent Val's half-hard cock was making in the old Power Rangers blanket that I'd thrown over us. I was sexually satisfied, but it always seemed like I could have more. Taking care of my crazed libido was difficult, but exhausting it was impossible.

Between Val's casual boner and Netflix, I was rarely thinking about how badly I'd screwed up and about the fact that Ezzie was on her way to clean up my mess.

She'd been nice on the phone, but I was sure she was rather unhappy with how I'd handled things.

As Val reached for her dick to start stroking, Don grabbed her wrist and said, "Hey! Give it a break. Your scent is strong enough as it is."

I paused the show. "Yeah, we don't want to be fucking when Ezzie arrives."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop looking at porn." She set her phone down. "Someone want to catch me up on the show?"

Don sighed in frustration.

Patting her thigh, I explained, "The big bad just offed the Wall Street guy and now they're trying to figure out what happened to all the money he'd laundered for the miniboss."

Val laughed at my explanation and then adjusted the couch pillow she'd put under her head so she could see our HDTV better. Her antlers scraped against the arm rest as she said, "Okay, you can play it now."

Thankfully, as Val's erection receded, so did her scent. I was paying much better attention to the show right up until our front door opened. Ezzie had opened it with her tail because she was carrying a woman in her arms. For a moment I feared the woman was dead, but her chest was slowly rising and falling. She was dressed in a black suit and thin navy-blue tie with a pristine white dress shirt. Over all that was a warm matte-black long coat that looked every bit as professional as the suit. Maybe this woman was another victim? Someone from upper management? Like a dean or something?

After reaching back through the door and bringing in a black tactical duffle bag, Ezzie closed the door and asked, "Where's the duct tape?"

"I'll get it!" Val said as she pulled the blanket off of her and dashed into the kitchen, her nice full reddish-brown-furred ass bouncing as she did so. "I hope you're not kidnapping her, because I don't want that on my record."

"It's for everyone's safety." Ezzie looked at us on the couch. "Could you you lay out the blanket on the couch so I can set her down?" Ezzie's face was severe, like she was a first responder to an apartment fire.

Don's lips curved down at the edges, bringing a dramatic look of concern to his muzzle. As he got off the couch, he asked, "Who is she? Why are you binding her up?"

Val came back with the duct tape. "Yeah, what's going on?"

I didn't say anything as I got off the couch and spread out the blanket. I felt like Ezzie having to subdue this woman was somehow my fault.

"I'll explain everything once she's bound," Ezzie said as she set the woman on the couch. She had to be careful not to catch the woman's long curly hair as she wrapped the tape around her hands. She was fit, though not skinny, and had a complexion much like mine. In fact, I was pretty sure she shared my Hispanic heritage.

Just as Ezzie finished using duct tape to encumber the woman's limbs, Don asked, "So? What's the deal with her?"

Ezzie shook her head. "She was in bad condition when I found her, she was walking around, but she had internal bleeding she was completely unaware of. I damaged her when I subdued her. I've healed the damage, but she's not going to be happy when she wakes up. I'm just happy she's alive and hasn't gone off yet."

"Gone off yet?" My eyes went wide as I wondered what that could mean.

"One sec." Ezzie grabbed under the woman's arms and centered her on the couch. As she did this, the woman's suit jacket fell open revealing a badge.

"She's a FED?!" Val exclaimed.

I shivered. "Ezzie, what have you—"

Don Looked down in horror. "A FED?! You have an unconscious federal agent and you brought them here?!"

"Her name is Rosa Guerra. She's the head of the field unit that's looking for Shelein, but Shelein appears to have gotten to her first. She's been modified to emit a TF field. Either that, or she randomly got her bones inscribed with magic pathways after tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. At least that would explain the internal bleeding." Ezzie huffed and sat on the edge of the couch.

"A TF field?" I tilted my head.

Don looked like he wanted to run and hide. There was a pained expression on Don's giraffe muzzle and he was holding his close to his chest just under his breasts.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"Shelein actually did it…she actually—Oh shit!" The woman on the couch moved, and Don leaped back like a cat fleeing a snake. "S-she's coming to!"

"Oh good!" Ezzie sounded far more relieved than I would have been in that situation.

After opening her eyes, Rosa clenched her hands into fists and yelled immediately. "Who the hell are you!?" Then, before anyone could answer, she caught sight of Val, me, and Don naked. "W-What the hell is going on here?"

"Sorry about the sudden nudity. I walked in on my friends when they were having a cuddle party." Ezzie kneeled down next to Rosa causing her strong thighs to make nice muscular lines in her tight jeans. "I'm terribly sorry for having apprehended you off the street. You were bleeding internally and a risk to everyone around you."

Rosa narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, sure I was." She pulled at the tape as her face reddened in rage. "LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!"

Ezzie stood there calmly in the face of the yelling and then said, "I cannot prove what I am saying. But I can tell you that I'm Ezzie Singlais, you know, the anthro dragon that's supposed to work with your unit to track down Shelein?"

"Untie me or I will have your ass thrown in prison so long you'll regret your own immortality!" she barked.

"Ezzie wouldn't have picked you up unless she had a very good reason," I said, my hands hiding my crotch. "She's the most compassionate person I know."

Rosa's head turned toward me so fast I was worried it was going to pop off. "Hon, you need to think on the meaning of 'compassion' if you think holding me hostage is 'compassionate.'"

Don was speechless, just looking at Rosa and Ezzie alternately while stroking the fur on the backs of his hands to soothe himself.

"Rosa, maybe you should calm down long enough for Ezzie to explain shit to you?" Val said. "Snipping at us isn't doing you any good."

Ezzie put her hand gently on Rosa's ankle. "Rosa, please listen to me. I don't know how, but Shelein got to you first."

Rosa's eyes narrowed. "I am going to make sure you all spend the rest of your days in the worst hell hole this great US of A has if you don't release me RIGHT NOW!" she shouted again. Even as she yelled at us, she was constantly testing and tugging at the tape.

"Unfortunately, I'm not sure you can make good on that because my involvement was requested from a station higher than yours. Your superiors have trusted my judgement in the past, and if I could reach them, I would have them decide what to do. But, guess what? My number's been blocked since this morning and before that someone was feeding your unit false clues that resulted in me on a wild goose chase. Don't you think that's a bit suspicious?" Ezzie started pacing.

I doubted I was helping things by being naked, so I said, "Don and I should wash up and get dressed. I'm sorry, Rosa, I wish I could say something that would make things better, but things tend to get worse when I'm involved."

Ezzie spun around. "Emma! Don't say things like that about yourself. Every time I've faced off with Shelein, it's been a stalemate at best, me nearly dying at worst."

"Really?" I said.

"Really. She's enhanced much like me and Agent Guerra, here." Ezzie explained.

My jaw dropped, that did explain how powerful Professor Aumont's telekinesis was. "That doesn't make me feel much better."

"It shouldn't. Just don't blame yourself too much." Ezzie made a point of looking Rosa in the eye as she said, "Shelein is going to take a team effort to bring down."

I took Don and Val's hands in mine and said, "Let's go get dressed."

Val had to dash into her room to change, but Don and I went to my room. He'd been borrowing my clothes because Val's goth punk look was very far from his sense of aesthetics. His bust was a bit smaller than mine, but my bras still fit him pretty well. I got him dressed in some of my jeans, a white low-cut t-shirt and a mauve cardigan.

Getting my lower half clothed, I surveyed Don's curves. "Dang, you look cute!"

His ears blushed. "T-thanks."

"Still not sure about the whole being an anthro herm thing?" I secured my bra.

"It feels more natural now? But I was happy as a human guy with a normal libido." He pulled at the cardigan, worry coloring his expression. "What are we going to do?"

"About what?" I asked, putting on a light green long sleeve T-shirt.

"Ezzie kidnapped an FBI agent." He sighed.

I frowned. "Yeah, that…well, I can let Ezzie use my phone to call them when we get back out there."

He whacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. "Of course! she hasn't even had time to try a different—

The roar of an electric discharge followed by Ezzie's scream of surprise and pain interrupted him.

I raced to my door and pulled it open. Rosa was looking at her hands in awe as she stood above Ezzie's crumpled form. Seeing us enter the room, she bolted for the front door.

"Holy fuck!" Val exclaimed from her doorway.

Ezzie was in the fetal position on the floor, char marks on her left wrist. Scattered across the couch and floor were tattered bits of roasted duct tape.

"Hey! WAIT!" I called after Rosa, but she was out the door before Val or I made it to the couch.

The moment Ezzie saw me, she said, "Follow her and make sure no one gets near her! I'll be right behind you."

"Do you need an ambulance?" Don asked.

"No! GO NOW!" Ezzie ordered.

I grabbed my coat and ran out the front door. Don and Val were following close behind.

When we exited our building, Val yelled, "There she is!"

I spun around and followed after Don and Val. Rosa was running like a track and field star toward the Student Center. It made sense she'd go for the most populated area on campus. It's where it was easiest to find security officers. We chased her down the sidewalk flanked by overtly rectangular brutalist buildings as light snow continued to fall. Don and Val soon fell behind. All that dubstep I'd danced to had been worth it, I wasn't quite as fast as Rosa, but I had stamina and I knew where she was going. My one regret is that I didn't have a sports bra on. This frantic running was very hard on my large tits.

Frigid air burned in my throat as I fought the wind that was following the four lane road outside the Student Center. As I got closer to the entrance, I had to weave my way between students who were still recovering from Rosa dashing past them.

Rosa entered a whole ten seconds before I did and, the moment I opened the door and stepped inside, I saw her talking to a security guard and pointing at me.

The entryway was quite industrial. I always felt exposed in this area due to the sheer amount of light pouring through the glass and the beige tiles on the floor. Trying to gain control of the situation, I yelled, "Get away from her, she's dangerous!"

She ran past him while he got between me and her. He had dark skin and a perfectly-sculpted mustache. It was a shame he was scowling and about to apprehend me. "Stay right there," he said.

"I don't care what you do to me, but please get her away from here. Somewhere away from people," I said. "Everyone's in danger!"

Don and Val casually walked past me and the security guard and started looking for Rosa. My heart hammered in my chest as I wondered what the guard was going to do to me.

"She didn't look dangerous to me. This campus has a strict policy on stalking. I'm going to take down your information, and if you're caught stalking again, you're going to have to chat with the police." He motioned for me to follow him. "Let's go fill out some paperwork."

We didn't get three steps before he doubled over and grabbed at his chest. Breasts swelled in under his medium grey security uniform putting stress on the buttons. "Hnng! What's happening to me?!"

The back of his pants tented as he got a tail. Not wanting him to get hurt, I pulled down the back of his pants to set his big floofy skunk tail free. "Get your clothes off or you'll be busting out of them," I said as I dashed off in the direction I'd seen Rosa go.

Rosa was only a hundred feet ahead of me in the big open commons area with a beautiful all-brick floors illuminated by a skylight in the center of dozens of giant blonde wooden spokes that ended right at it. Spotlights were nestled up in the spokes adding even more light that reflected off of the square gray wooden table tops. Simple molded plastic and metal chairs with tail holes provided seating for the over-two hundred students that had gathered. Breaking up the space were a few waist-high curving tile-covered walls that were bisected horizontally by hue: red on top and blue on the bottom.

Everyone was starting to get cabin fever from the quarantine, so two students who were Youtube chillstep DJ's were doing a live set for a pizza party in the commons area. I'd gotten the email and wanted to go, but I was on the front lines to try and stop Professor Aumont and end the quarantine. The DJ's were up on the little stage that sat in front of the only flat wall in this giant three-story-tall circular room. That wall had the same color scheme as the short tile walls. No one had to guess what our school colors were. They ended up everywhere.

Rosa was swaying and breathing heavily while leaning on a chair. Students at the tables nearest to her had gotten out of their seats to see if she was okay. Val and Don were keeping their distance. At first I thought it was because they didn't know what to do about the possibility she could shock us to death, but then I realized they were struggling to stand as well. Val had a tent going up into her blouse complete with a wet spot at the tip. I blushed noticing Don's equine prick was running down his pant leg.

As I got up to Rosa, a whole table of people near the center of the room got out of their seats. A short woman was growing whiskers while the guy next to her was getting jaguar-patterned fur on the backs of his hands.

A student who looked about ready to head back outside with her boyfriend suddenly had something wrong with her snow pants. A big pink bumpy tapered red cat cock forced its way out as she yowled in pleasure. I bit my lip as the poor girl began to leak precum. As she got whiskers, cheetah-spotted fur grew in on her cheeks. Her boyfriend was cupping his chest, eyes bulging at the rising swell of his tits, completely unaware of his girlfriend's new anatomy.

Rosa was staring at a maroon backpack that had a bunch of pocket-sized big cat plushies attached to the back. She was unaware of the rest of the room and was panting hard. At first, I thought it was from exertion, but then I noticed she was crossing her legs and her eyes were glossing over a bit. I'd seen that look on myself and my sheath tingled just seeing her like that. The feeling of arousal went from a tingle to my whole body heating up and my pussy soaking my panties.

I moaned so loud I could easily be heard over the music as my prick pressed up past the waist of my jeans and into my shirt.

Rosa looked at me. People at the table next to me started sprouting antlers. The woman closest to me had a hoodie on and her antlers were destroying it. I turned and grabbed her when it looked like she was going to fall. She grabbed me back, pressed her growing deer muzzle against mine, and started making out. Her hands groped my cock as she trembled and smelled like desperation. When she pressed her crotch against my thigh, I felt her sheath form and start to swell with a cervine cock.

The girlfriend who'd turned into a cheetah was now naked and had six breasts. She got up behind this new deer and pulled down the deer's pants before shoving her virgin cat cock inside. They both moaned sharply.

Remembering our mission: to get Rosa away from people, I used the distraction the cheetah was providing to pull away and yell, "TF OUTBREAK! EVERYONE RUN!" People on the periphery of the room fled, but everyone within seventy feet of Rosa was transforming and too horny to leave. The DJ's were in that radius and each of them only had one hand on their equipment. Why they were trying to continue the set, I could only guess. Maybe they'd always wanted to DJ a mass herm transformation orgy?

Gasps from a table to my left signaled another wave of transformations. Two women were grabbing at the back of their yoga pants so they could pull their new jaguar tails free. Then they bent forward and blushed as they got whiskers. The jock-looking guy at the table with them was squirming as his chest swelled in his grey long sleeve T-shirt.

The pleasure people felt from the changes was softening the shock. But nearly everyone had an initial moment of panic before the arousal took hold. It was incredibly potent. Even though I knew Rosa was somehow causing my whole body to go into full-on needy mode, that didn't make it any easier to fight it.

Val steadied Rosa as she lost her balance and asked. "Are you okay?"

Now that Rosa's eyes were transfixed on Don, the effects were immediate. A student food service worker who'd come to get rid of empty pizza boxes, grabbed at her crotch with an urgent need as a yellow furry tail with a black tip slid slowly out her pants. Don shivered and blushed as he watched the small woman get afflicted with a huge equine prick and balls that tore right through her flimsy uniform.

Rosa's sharp moan brought our attention back to her. It looked like she had a fever.

"I think her system is being overwhelmed by the magic that's flooding out of her. I think—AUGH!" Don, me, Val, and several other people in the room made that same noise as every erogenous zone on us tingled. I'd never seen so many nipples and cocks perk up at the same time. Soon everyone was dry humping the air while grabbing their breasts.

I got so wet that my girl juice was soaking into the fur halfway down my thighs. And I was so hard that it was painful to keep my jeans on. Not wanting to strip down in front of a hundred people listening to chillstep, I grit my teeth and walked up to Rosa so I could help my friends drag her out of the room.

Before I could get to them, another wave of lust hit, making everyone's knees weak. Now I was so horny it felt like I was on fire!

Ezzie jogged into the room saying, "Hey! We need to get her out of—OOOOHHH! FUCK!" Ezzie's big equine erection lifted up her skirt so much that her thighs were visible.

There were lots of cheetahs and some leopards and now we were getting a swath of red pandas much like the jock who'd just changed. I couldn't keep track of it all, I'd never imagined transformation happening on this scale in public.

Rosa was staring at the cute, effeminate red panda mascot of a local coffee chain.

A large, muscular football player in a jersey behind Rosa came in his pants and had to grab the table to avoid falling out of his chair. His clothes were too big, it was like he was shrinking. The red tint on his arms became a full coat of fur as a long bushy tail began to show itself behind him, twitching playfully in the air. I watched as he reached to his chest and then down to his crotch, the wide gap between his pants and his now slender waist providing the perfect opportunity.

Seeing someone lose a foot of height was very new to me and I was fascinated. A chirping moan came from him as he reached under his balls and fingered himself to his first female orgasm. He was now a frisky feminine red panda.

Don nudged my side to get my attention. Between moans while he fingered himself with his left hand, he said, "I wanna test something." He fished his phone out of his pocket with his right hand and did a google image search for "Jackal" before presenting his phone to Rosa. She stared at the image, still so deep in her daze that she didn't seem to even notice we were there.

A woman who was bent over one of the waist-high tile walls getting fucked by the new red panda herm, sprouted a jackal tail and started growing jackal fur on her back. Don and I shared surprised glance.

Ezzie ran up to us using one hand to make sure her erection remained hidden. Everyone who had line of sight on it looked as though they were trying to stare right through the cloth.

One of the red panda herms had started out with small proportions, but, maybe because Rosa's eyes had darted to look at Ezzie, she started getting buffer and taller. Her clothes couldn't take it and she was forced to use her claws to rend them from her body. Now that her big tits and meaty canine-like cock were on display, she played with them as if she was making a porn video. Seeing her get worked up from having an audience I slipped my hand into my jeans and started jilling myself. I wanted her so bad! Red pandas were so fucking pretty!

Ezzie wasn't doing much better than me. She'd gotten up to Rosa and was trying to help us move her, but her tail had looped under her skirt and I could hear the squelching sounds of her tailing herself. The male DJ up on the stage was getting breasts and cheetah fur while the female DJ was getting a bulge and leopard fur. The music was still playing as they made out on top of their equipment, their thrusting and gyrating adding some unintentional dubstep elements to their set.

All this hot TF happening to chillstep music would've made me laugh, but I was in too much pain from my erection being trapped. "Ezzie, I'm sorry," I said as I undid my button and zipper and slid my pants and panties off exposing myself in public for the first time in my life. The thrill hit me so hard that I shot pre at Ezzie's skirt.

Ezzie was moaning and grabbing at her breasts. "Help me out of my clothes!" she begged unable to stop touching herself.

"Something wrong?" I asked while pulling off her skirt and panties. Now everyone was staring at her massive erection, which was quickly outgrowing her anthro proportions.

"The field is making me…I can't hold it back anymore!" Ezzie's hips and legs widened as they cracked and popped. Her tail got thicker and longer. Seeing that she was getting more breasts and a body too big to fit in her shirt, I tried to help her get it off, but it still ripped. Her boots burst open as her claws demolished them.

Ezzie's moans, gasps, churrs, and roars got everyone's attention. Her swelling feral dragon prick and balls, three extra sets of breasts, and being forced into a four-legged stance made sure they kept watching. I wasn't immune. I was remembering all the sex we'd gotten up to and was drawn to her balls. Cupping them as they hung lower, I pressed my muzzle against them and took in her grassy scent. Then I licked at her scaly sac as I fondled them and she clawed at the floor with her right forepaw in approval.

Coiling several inches of her tail around my prick, Ezzie speared my pussy with her tail tip.

Moaning loudly from her tail stretching my sensitive slick passage, I shoved my fist in her equine snatch. She came instantly, roaring so loud objects rattled on the wooden table tops. By the time her orgasm ended, her feminine nectar was dripping from my elbow.

Realizing we had an audience and that Rosa was still changing people, I pulled my fist out of Ezzie and backed away. I was hoping she'd come to her senses now that she'd gotten off, but her eyes were still full of hungry lust. No one seemed able to derail this transformative orgy.

Don walked up to Ezzie, shuddering and gasping. His eyes were filled with need as they worshiped Ezzie's equine prick. Everything about his single mindedness pointed at instinct and just the thought of him losing control like that made me hot all over.

He moaned as a dark wet stain showed in the front of his trousers. No longer content to stroke himself through his girl jeans, he pulled them off. Ezzie and I gasped as she saw what was being hidden. The thick equine head was leaking precum constantly. Val was looking at Ezzie's back end hungrily. I couldn't blame her for wanting to give Ezzie a go. She was likely wondering why I'd become such a slutty hermit when Ezzie was visiting.

Just as Ezzie's scent gained a lot more severity, she took her tail off of me and started stroking herself with it. Her expression was as far gone as Rosa's.

A rather stately looking deer nearby was stroking his pink shaft and playing with his breasts openly as he watched Val get behind Ezzie and start licking her out. Then I looked back to the woman who had been gaining jackal features. She was now railing the red panda while deep blue scales grew in on the backs of her hands and upper arms. Rosa was now causing even deeper hybridization?

While I was distracted, a hand found my dick and gripped it firmly. I nearly jumped when I saw it was Rosa's hand. She had whiskers!

Her ears became fuzzy and canine as I started to leak pre. Having her attention fully on me, I realized I had a chance to get us out of this mess. All I had to do was—she stroked my dick and all my composure vanished into a deep moan.

Rosa's chest now sported some bumps under her breasts, more than substantial enough to show through her suit. I watched fur creep up her neck as her eyes darted back to Ezzie.

Ezzie was making a renewed effort to gain control of the situation by keeping her tail down and trying to snap Don and Val out of it. Unfortunately, everything she said got muddled by her moans. Eventually, her resolve broke and she lifted her tail for Val. With her equine pussy winking, she grabbed Val's prick with her tail and aimed it. Then she cried, "Please! I can't take it anymore!"

I reached into Rosa's pants to find a canine shaft. As it thickened and lengthened, it forced the circle of my fingers apart. Rosa pulled off her suit, shirt, and bra as belly scales started appearing on her neck and chest. Her expression was still dazed, but she was moving with purpose. So much desire was directed at me that I was forced to respond with a kiss. The moment our lips touched, she grabbed my head and pressed her body against me.

A red panda herm who had been watching me tried to get to me, but a cheetah from a nearby table beat her to it. This shapely cheetah pressed her tits and bumpy cat cock up against my side as she reached up under my blouse to grab my breasts.

Val gasped and grabbed Ezzie's haunches as she thrust into her. Don got under Ezzie and offered his pussy. Ezzie wasted no time spreading him across her broad cock head and then popping inside. He stroked himself as Ezzie slammed back against Val and then in to him repeatedly. Val had her arms wrapped around the thick base of Ezzie's tail and was using the leverage to make every thrust count.

Jealousy blindsided me as I realized I wanted Val's attention. Fuck, I missed her, and being this horny was making it very clear. I wanted to hold her against me, spend a whole hour just building up to one big climax. When this was all over, we needed some alone time. We needed to work some stuff out.

Rosa's scent got heavier as she experienced what must have been a startling surge of testosterone. Her shaft throbbed larger as she grabbed me and pulled my hips toward her crotch. Then, she reached under my balls and shoved her fingers into my slit. She likely didn't realize what she was doing, but I got very excited as she teased me and pressed her canine shaft against my cervine one.

The cheetah was not amused at all. I heard a feline hiss and then she dug her claws into my fur, repositioning me so she could rub her shaft against Rosa's and mine.

I felt heat on my ears as I blushed deep red. Two herms wanting to fuck me at the same time? Awesome! To encourage them, I kissed each of them deeply. Then I pulled off my blouse and played with their tits saying, "Think you can share?"

Almost no one had clothes on and many were still changing into anthro forms. The smell of sex was in the air. The big red panda was taking a herm cheetah half her size and it was somehow working. Then there were a couple new equine dragons that were quickly getting Ezzie's proportions.

Rosa's tail went from floofy and canine to scaly and draconic as I stroked her changing prick along with the cheetah's.

Rosa pulled her dick out of my grasp and then took hold of my ass and lifted me off the floor. She was strong, so very strong and she easily lined lined the tip of her dick up with my snatch. The cheetah got behind me and did the same. I had both of their throbbing members at my entrance and it felt amazing. The sensation was short lived, however. Rosa dropped me down onto her erection. A well-timed thrust by the cheetah ensured she entered at the same time. I gasped and yelped in shock, never having had two people in me at once.

Don cried out as Ezzie jammed her first knot inside him. Val grit her teeth and trying to hang on just a bit longer. Watching her intently so I could see her face when she finally came inside Ezzie, I nearly forgot about what was happening to me.

I gasped as Rosa used her powerful thighs to bounce me on her prick, the cheetah moaning and jetting pre inside me as she did so. This continued so fast and fiercely that I lost myself in the sensation of being trapped between two big-dicked herms. I soon came simply from their thrusting, but they didn't care, they wanted more. Rosa's hot shaft suddenly got wider as she thrust inside me. I blushed deep red with excitement and concern. She wanted to knot me. Even with the cheetah's shaft in there!

As if she knew that I was about to cum a second time, Rosa grabbed me and slammed me down harder than ever before. For a split second it hurt, but then it felt perfect.

In that moment, that moment where Rosa's knot was swelling inside me, I felt lucky that Ezzie had stretched me only a couple days ago. I had no idea how they both would have fit otherwise. The bumps on the cheetah's cock were causing some friction while Rosa's knot was only getting bigger. As Rosa came inside me, her feet became scaly, and dragon horns pushed out of the top of her head. The cheetah's cock got a growth spurt as she joined Rosa in filling my passage with hot sticky spooge.

The expression on Rosa's face spoke of joy so deep she could hardly express it all. As my orgasm took hold of me, I wondered if fucking me meant more to her than taking care of her body's needs. She was holding me as if she couldn't believe I was there.

I came so hard I saw stars. I came so hard that I was the loudest person in the entire room for several seconds. It was fortunate I couldn't process embarrassment in that moment because the noise I made was not human at all. It was some sort of deer screech I'd never heard before.

Ezzie roared right after I'd nearly broken everyone's ear drums. I looked over, my eyes half-lidded, to catch Val's beautiful pleasured expression as she lost her cream inside Ezzie. Don howled in delight as Ezzie gave him her second knot and then filled him with a torrent befitting her big feral dragon form. Ezzie's ecstatic rumble traveled through the floor sending a vibration up through my deer hooves. Val was hugging Ezzie's haunches looking like she'd just had a religious experience.

I was hard as ever since my prick hadn't been used.

Rosa must have been desperate to try it because the moment the cheetah pulled out to pounce on the nearest red panda herm, Rosa tugged her knot out of me and spoke for the first time since this whole thing started, "I need you!" She bent over and lifted her dragon tail to reveal a gorgeous canine pussy. "In here!"

I bit my lip feeling bad for her. She hadn't seemed like the type of person to lose herself to lust like this. Heck, I felt bad for myself, and everyone here. But that didn't change the fact that Rosa needed me as much as I needed her. I marveled at her anthro jackal dragon form as I angled my dick so I could enter her. She had rich magenta scales on the tops of her forearms, shins, neck, shoulders, and the top of her nose that sparkled in the light.

Rosa backed onto my shaft. It was almost embarrassing how big my cervine length was and we both were delighted by the way I was stretching her. Even though I thought things were getting too tight, she kept the pressure on and soon parked her buttocks against my groin. Her energy was infectious! Feeling magic pour into me and enhance the pleasure, I grabbed her hips and spanked her lovely fit behind with my entire lap.

She barked and yipped as I brought us both swiftly to our sweet release. Just as I was about to tell her I was close, she yowled and hooked her scaly tail around me to make sure I couldn't pull back out. It only took three seconds for her convulsing passage to coax me over the edge..

I grit my teeth and squealed as I filled her with my seed. Magic was filling me as I filled her, making every sensation go from a nine to a ten. I held onto her hips for dear life for fear I'd topple over due to the overwhelming ecstasy.

After a minute of us just panting, she said, "I need more!" and grabbed the big red panda who'd just had someone cum inside her. Rosa shoved her prick in and they both gasped.

Normally, after both my cock and my pussy had cum, I was satisfied enough to switch to something other than sex if I wanted to. That was not the case this time. Between the magic flowing through me and the lust Rosa was causing, my muff wanted something buried in it. I looked to see that Ezzie was extracting herself from Don, whose belly had been rounded by Ezzie's massive prick and load. As cum gushed out of him, I stared at Ezzie's huge feral erection and licked my lips.

A couple herm leopards cumming right next to Ezzie were making a racket. Over two hundred students had already been changed and moans had become ubiquitous. The awe I felt being in the center of all this became panic.

I was fucking up again! We were going to be here for hours, hours where Professor Aumont could do whatever she wanted. And the whole time, more and more students would be affected. Staff too, the security guard that turned into a six-breasted anthro skunk was sucking off an equine dragon. A dragon who had a black cap with "SECURITY" written on it caught in her horns. Rosa was a fantastic distraction! I had no idea what I was going to do because everyone I looked at too long wanted to fuck me. And I wanted them to as well!

If only Ezzie wasn't in her feral form. I knew from experience that she was even more easily aroused in it and now she just looked gone. Like her feral instincts were running the show. It was going to be hard to snap her out of it.

Val had just ridden one of the cheetah herms on top of a table and was getting back on her feet. I ran over to her, my whole body shaking with need, and said, "We need to get out of this, we need to stop this!"

"You wanna have a go? We haven't fucked in a while," she grinned. The faraway look in her eyes worried me.

I wanted to take her up on her offer, I wanted to pull her to the floor and show her just how much she turned me on. Maybe it was a good idea, maybe letting go and going at it just one more time would give us clarity. No! It hadn't worked before, I was as horny as I'd been when all this started. We needed to snap out of it! We needed…I slapped Val's muzzle hard making her head whip to the side.

Rage and surprise twisted her face as she said, "You bitch!"

"What? No slap? You afraid to hit a lady?" I said in my most mocking tone.

She stared at me in disbelief and confusion.

I needed her to slap me hard, I needed to feel enough pain that the pleasure would have something in its way. Gathering all my anger and frustration with her, I said, "You're a useless goddamn hoe! You can't even do the dishes when the sink is overflowing! How are you going to get a degree when you half ass every goddamn assignment? You gonna slut yourself out to your professors for good grades? Don't make me laugh!"

She slapped me hard enough that my teeth cut the side of my cheek, then she drew her hand back to slap me again. "You—you take that back!"

I held up my hands. "I take it back! I didn't even mean most of it. Just needed you to hit me."

For a moment, she just stared at me, but then she let me go and said, "Oh! I'm such an idiot!" She looked around for a moment and then grabbed her clothes. "Let's get some distance before we start herming it up again."

I was too concerned by the unending lewd mayhem around us to be amused by her joke. After gathering my clothes, I followed Val to the nearest restroom. The moment we were inside, Val started looking my curvy body up and down. I turned away and said, "We need to get dressed or we'll be going at it again in no time."

"Mmph! I could totally just bend you over and…" she paused, "…not have sex with you right now." I heard her grab some paper towels and wet them. "We should clean up a bit or the smell's gonna make us lose our cool."

"Good point!" I put my hand under the sensor on the nearest paper towel dispenser and got a couple sheets and wet them. I had cum all down my inner thighs. It took six sheets of paper towel for me to get cleaned up. After that, I dried my fur a bit with more paper towel and then got dressed.

When I turned back around to face Val, she was ready to go as well.

"Now what?" One of her ears fell in question.

She looked adorable with her hair tousled. Her pink highlights, the sterling silver charms hanging from her antlers, and her nose ring made her look like a sexy anthro miniboss from a cyberpunk game. A mini miniboss: she was almost half a foot shorter than me. And somehow, she was just as hung as me which made everything look so much bigger. Even though she was a bit tired, her confident smile was still present. I wanted to kiss her so bad! But that risked us never making it out of the bathroom. "Hmm, I don't know if smacking Ezzie or Rosa would work."

"It might work on Don, though," Val mused.

I shook my head. "We can't risk going back into Rosa's field."

"But can we can't stop it without going back in, right?" she asked.

"Not without a plan to neutralize Rosa. Short of shooting her with a taser or something, I have no idea what to do."

"I'm not even sure that would help. Ezzie looked like she had electrical burns." She was staring at the small hexagonal black, white, and grey tiles on the floor.

"Hmm, I don't want to put her in the ER, I just want to stop her from being a distraction."

"Well, we better act fast because I doubt it'll be long before the cops arrive and start thinking injuring her is an acceptable risk." Val's eyes widened. "What she's doing requires a lot of magic energy, yeah?"

I nodded.

"Could we cast a massive spell and, like, siphon some of it off?"

"OH MY GOD! You are a genius!" I cheered.

"I know I am, but do we even know any spells like that? Because, I don't." She flipped her hands uselessly.

"Come on, we gotta pick something up from my room." I ran out the bathroom door.

Val followed me and tried to ask what we were doing, but I just kept running as fast as she could follow. We were lucky our dorm wasn't far. I just hoped we'd be fast enough to do some actual good.

Once we were in the dorm room, Val leaned on the back of the couch while I opened my closet and dug out a sea green suitcase I'd gotten at a thrift store. It was big enough that it had three handles on it. I could have probably fit inside it before my curves got a herm deer upgrade. Lugging the suitcase into the living room, I said, "Help me get this to the Union."

"I remember that suitcase!" She laughed. "Is this your embarrassing project from high school?"

"Yep!"

"That's a great idea, actually!" She said grabbing an end to help me carry it out of our dorm room.

After we got down the stairs, she asked, "Why don't we just roll it?"

"The right wheel broke off," I explained.

"Greeeaaaat," she droned out.

Thankfully, my project wasn't super heavy, just bulky, and we made a good pace to the union. There were cops outside the door all chatting. We tried to go around them, but a guy with curly auburn hair called out at us, "Hey! You can't go in there!"

"We're assisting Ezzie Singlais and the FBI under Agent Guerra's direct supervision. If you call dispatch, they'll confirm we're about to resolve the issue," Val said with her trademarked confidence.

"Agent Guerra?" The cop nodded. "Okay, you may proceed."

Val added, "Tell all units to stay at a safe distance until we've neutralized the transformation and aphrodisiac field that's centered in the commons area. Two security guards have already succumbed to it and we don't need any more casualties."

The moment we were inside the Union, I said, "Wow! That was awesome!"

"Thanks! I just hope lying to the cops doesn't come back to bite us," she said as she helped me carry the suitcase until we could see the commons.

Things were as bad as ever. Over a two hundred fully-transformed herms having an orgy so large it was impossible to take it all in. Rosa was now part of a nine-herm fuck pile. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen with, pussies getting stuffed, cock sucking, and face-sitting. Getting to Rosa would be a challenge. Ezzie had a line of people wanting to try out her feral dick and Don was laying back on a table getting railed by a beefy red panda with killer curves. I licked my lips looking at that red panda.

"Hey! Keep your eyes on the floor or we're never gonna make it there," Val said.

I did as she suggested. "Remember, if you gotta slap me, then slap me. No hesitation."

"Same goes for me," Val agreed.

Every step made my nipples, clit, and cock, tingle more. Every step made me wetter. I felt like I was going to have a meltdown if I didn't start fingering and stroking myself. About half way to Rosa, Val moaned and nearly dropped her end of the suitcase. I guided it to the floor and then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans so my insanely hard cock could have some room. Val took off her pants as quickly as I did, then we lunged at each other.

Val groped my ass and squeezed as I held her antlers and made out with her. We rubbed our dicks together until I couldn't take it anymore and bent over wanting Val to use me. She did! She slammed inside and we went at it so fast and hard that we came not two minutes later. My eyes rolled back into my head as I felt her cum so much that she stretched me even more than her nice big prick had.

The moment she was done, she spun around and offered her snatch to me. I growled and buried myself inside her before going at it just as feverishly as she had. As I was cumming inside her, feeling her passage twitch across my tapered length, I started to feel sick.

It was happening again! I was going to be stuck here until someone came and saved us. There was nothing I could do. Sex wasn't an option, it was an imperative.

I made a fist. Fucking Aumont! I wasn't going to let her win. No one got to hold a knife to my throat and make me feel that helpless without getting their just desserts. There were many things I wanted to be in life, but a damsel in distress wasn't one of them.

Pulling out of Val, I stood her up, and punched her in the arm. "Hit me!" I commanded.

She blinked and then her eyes went wide as she realized what we'd just done. Her punch to my shoulder made me wince. We picked up the suitcase, marched over to the pile Rosa was in, and opened it.

Inside was a network of seven translucent bread-sized squares haphazardly connected by a bunch of copper wire and fiber optic cables with three silver-dollar-sized lenses in a triangle in the center. There were a couple dials I'd taken off of an old TV in a dumpster and an industrial toggle switch. After turning the dials to the worst setting I'd ever found, I flipped the switch to the "on" position. The translucent bread things blinked through the colors of the rainbow. Then the air above my contraption blackened and stars winked into existence. The dome of dark star field grew exponentially, gradually turning the entire commons into a planetarium.

Then, suddenly, magenta, lime-green, orange, and cyan cubes of all shapes and sizes started destroying the image and as they did so there was a hum. The hum became a squeal, became a scream, and then a blood-curdling siren as the device poorly misused every bit of magic energy in the area. The lust faded as people covered their ears and looked at the pastel madness around them.

Val and I had our fingers in our ears while I waited until every copulating couple in the room had stopped. Then I turned one of the dials two to the right and the screaming went back to a hum. Something you'd hear next to a transformer. I then covered the lenses with a board I kept in the suitcase and the visual noise dissipated.

Even with my untrained, unhoned, magic sense, I could see concentric lines of magic energy getting pulled into my device. Standing next to it, I felt like I was constantly falling toward it.

Ezzie trotted up to us, cum dripping from her prick and pussy. "Well, that was the most wonderful awful experience of my life."

I hugged her around the neck. "I was so worried, but I couldn't stop!"

Val hugged me and Ezzie. "I didn't even realize we were trapped."

"The best prison is the one you don't want to leave," Ezzie said. "How did you two manage it?"

"We hit each other," I said.

"No, I mean, how did you even think to do that?" Ezzie asked.

"I didn't want to fail you again. And I didn't want Shelein to get away with whatever she's planning," I explained.

"You have excellent force of will. I wish I'd been more use, but when I'm in feral form, I—" Ezzie blushed deeply, "—it's harder to control myself."

"I noticed," I said. "Shelein must have known that would happen."

"Yeah, she figured out some way to trigger my feral transformation…" Ezzie let go of the hug. "We gotta grab Rosa."

Val ran over to Rosa who was buried under a leopard, a cheetah, and a red panda who were utterly exhausted. "Hey Emma, get something to tie her up, preferably a chain."

A pair of pants on the floor caught my eye. Some goth had put chains all over them. I brought them up to Val saying, "Here."

With an intricate interplay of her fingers, like plucking an invisible harp, Val tried to catch magic and shape it. The chains started to undulate, but then she stopped and grumbled. "I forgot your projector thingy is taking all the magic."

Ezzie gently nudged the herms that were atop Rosa. "Sorry, we need to talk to the woman under you."

They rolled onto their backs, relief clear on their faces. Someone at a table near us gasped and looked at the fur on their arm and then gasped again when they saw their crotch. "Oh, oh no!"

Similar exclamations were being uttered all throughout the room.

Ezzie put a forepaw on Rosa's chest. "Please just stay here for a sec." Then she looked around the room and spoke at the top of her voice. It boomed due to her powerful lungs and larger body. "Everyone stay calm. Due to the method by which you were transformed, it will be easy for the Council of Mages to return you to your original form, if that is what you wish. But you need to stay here until field mages can arrive so they can assist you."

Ezzie looked at me and Val. "Could one of you grab my phone?"

Val said, "I'll get it," and dashed off toward Ezzie's discarded jeans.

Rosa was just lying there holding her hands in front of her face and looking at them intently, almost as if she was trying to count every magenta scale on them. Then I noticed wet spots trailing down the sides of her muzzle.

"Rosa, will please stay near us this time?" Ezzie looked her in the eye.

"How?" Rosa asked.

"Huh?" Ezzie tilted her head.

Rosa sniffled. "How did she know I wouldn't be able to resist?"

Satisfied that Rosa was staying put, Ezzie took her forepaw off of her. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm a pervert, Ezzie! And she knew it! She knew I would come unhinged when empowered to enact my sick fetish."

"What? You're attracted to anthros?" Ezzie shook her head. "That's not a sick fetish."

"Anthro herms! I—I'm obsessed with them…" She clenched her fist. "And she used it against me. I'm too perfect of a target for her not to have known." She took her head into her hands and shuddered. "It was my depraved imagination that did this to everyone."

"First, to be clear, It's not a sick fetish, I'm just a herm and it's okay for you to be attracted to anthro herms. Attraction isn't something you can just undo. It's a part of who you are. It's how you act on your attraction that's good or bad, not the attraction itself. Second, I know how you feel." Ezzie sighed. "Shelein knew I couldn't control myself in this feral form, so she forced me into it. And now I can't change back."

"What?!" Val and I said in unison as Val returned with two cell phones.

Ezzie frowned. "Yeah, I can change some things, but not big things like going from large four-legged dragon to two-legged anthro. And it's not just your inefficient projector thing, Rosa's field messed up my magic pathways somehow."

"Sorry," Rosa said.

"You have nothing to apologize for. We were all instruments in her orchestra, doing exactly what she thought we'd do. I didn't know what else to do other than capture you and you fulfilled the first duty of any prisoner: to escape." She sat back on her haunches, no longer trying to tower over Rosa. "Instead of an apology, how about you help me figure out who Shelein's mole in your headquarters is? Who knew about your interest in anthros?"

"A mole? You really think so?" Rosa asked.

"I got led on a wild goose chase that only makes sense if someone wanted to make sure I wouldn't be on campus yesterday. The tip came from your office. And how else could Shelein possibly know that much about your personal life? Hacking isn't her style. She manipulates people instead."

Rosa thought for a moment and then her eyes went wide. "Damn it!"

"What?" I asked breaking into the conversation.

"Steve! We went out drinking and I let it slip." She made a pained expression. "Aww, I like Steve. Why does it have to be him?"

Ezzie grabbed a phone in a very rugged grey and black case out of Val's left hand and handed it to Rosa. "Well, we don't have proof, but maybe you should have them ask him a couple questions? And while you do that, I'll call the council. Hopefully, one of us will learn something that will allow us to catch up to Shelein."

"Hopefully, she's not setting up another TF field in Chicago's Union Station as we speak, or something." Rosa looked haggard, like she was trying to keep alert, but was running on fumes.

Don's eyes widened. "If I was her, I'd forget about transformation fields. It's a good distraction, but the infectious TF serum she gave Emma could get to far more people."

Val gasped. "What if she put the serum in a major reservoir or something?"

Everyone's eyes were on Val, abject horror on their faces.

"I'm not going to let something like that happen." I made a fist with my right hand and looked each of them in the eye. "We're not going to let it happen."

Warning: The next two pages contain NSFW images of Rosa’s TF and sex scene.

Art by Tiliquain.

Part 4

Don, Val, and I cleaned up in the bathroom while Ezzie and Rosa called their superiors. It seemed we'd given everyone the idea that it was time to get washed up because there was a line for the bathroom when we left. I looked at the strange mix of expressions on their new anthro faces: concern, joy, sadness, overwhelm, frustration, and delight. It seemed no two people had the same reaction to suddenly being an anthro herm. There had been some anthros in the commons prior to Rosa's field, and they too were all herms now. I hoped this experience wouldn't haunt them. That they'd be able to continue their lives once they were returned to their original form. And, the ones that decided to stay this way, I hoped they'd extract as much joy from it as I had.

As I got up to Rosa and Ezzie, Ezzie said, "Mages are already on their way and will be here soon."

Rosa said, "We figured out that Steve was the source of the false leads Ezzie was sent out on."

"At least we know who it is now?" I offered.

Rosa nodded. "It's a start."

Ezzie clapped her forepaws. "Okay, I need to grow some fur and then we need to get ready to go back to Emma's dorm room."

"Grow fur?" Don asked.

"I don't want to freeze my tail off when we're changing locations," Ezzie explained.

Raising an eyebrow, Don said, "Can't you just go back to your anthro form and—"

"She can't change back," I said.

"I'll go fill the cops in," Val said. "They should probably bring winter clothes and stuff for people who need a different size now. Also, Rosa looks like your size, should I get her some of your clothes, Emma?"

"Sure!" I said.

"That's very kind of you," Rosa said. She was looking utterly exhausted now. Her eyes were half-lidded and she was having trouble keeping them open.

"It's no problem." I smiled.

"Least we can do." Val started heading toward the entrance.

Ezzie and Don got into a technical discussion about Ezzie's inability to transform that went into areas I had very little training in.

Rosa was looking even more sleepy now. I said to her, "I'm gonna get you some paper towels you can clean up with. You just relax, okay?"

I went to the upstairs bathroom, which didn't have a line, to get Rosa some wet and dry paper towels. Then I helped her clean up. With her all clean, I just let her lay in my lap and doze until Val came back.

Getting Rosa dressed was a challenge because she was so worn out that her limbs were just kinda flopping in the direction they needed to go. Val, Don, and I cuddled Rosa and let her nap while Ezzie briefed the mages that the council had sent. The whole time, she was growing fur the same green as her lighter green scales complete with darker green spots in the same pattern that was under the fur.

None of us really felt like talking, so I just enjoyed the cuddling and drifted in and out of sleep. Rosa wasn't the only person feeling drained.

When Ezzie came trotting up to us, her fur was over an inch long and she was looking adorably floofy. "Why didn't y'all go back to your room?"

"Because Rosa was sleeping and we didn't want to wake her," I said.

Val snickered.

"What?" I looked at her with one ear lowered.

With a smirk, Val said, "I was thinking we should let Rosa ride Ezzie back to the room."

I grimaced thinking that might be a bit demeaning since I doubted Ezzie's feral form was for giving people rides.

"Sure! Help her up onto my back," Ezzie said with a twinkle in her eye.

I balked at Ezzie's carefree attitude toward being ridden.

"Are you serious? You're going to let me ride you?" Rosa had a bit more energy now that she'd napped for twenty minutes.

"Yeah, get on!" Ezzie lay down so that Rosa could easily climb atop her.

We helped Rosa until she was straddling Ezzie's back and clutching her mane. I packed up my failed project and then Ezzie wrapped her tail around it so she could carry it along with Rosa.

I said, "We're all set, I think."

Rosa had a small sleepy smile. Riding a dragon could get anyone's spirits up.

"I'm so jealous of you right now! I can't even…" I wasn't kidding. It looked like fun.

Rosa's smile grew.

"It's not every day I get to be a nishkem," Ezzie said.

"A nishkem?" Val asked.

"Beings we ride from place to place." Ezzie tilted her head for a moment. "Imagine if horses were sentient, looked a bit like dragons, could cast magic using their horns, were all hermaphroditic, and could run over seventy miles an hour with a rider on their back."

"So, nothing like a horse," I said.

"Yeah, horses don't even have horns," Val said.

Ezzie bust out laughing.

We laughed with her, it had been a tense last few hours.

"Never mind what I said. They're nothing like horses. Though, they aren't offended by the comparison," Ezzie said as we set out back to my room.

Once we were back to the dorm room, everyone needed a shower and a nap. Don, Val, and I were in a pile on my bed. Ezzie had curled around Rosa who was happily using her as a mattress. About a half hour later, I heard someone knocking around in the kitchen and got up to help. I also heard muffled moans as I got closer to my door.

When I opened it, I found Ezzie on the couch sucking herself off with nearly half her tail buried in her cunt. Blushing and pulling her muzzle off of her cock, she said, "Sorry, I just get so worked up when I'm like this."

"Well, I've got good masturbation material for when I'm lying in bed tonight." I chuckled.

"Or you could just let me in your bed and I'll help you out." Ezzie covered her mouth. "Damn it! I'm hopeless."

Rosa called from the kitchen. "Nah, Shelein just played her cards very well. She got me good too."

"Do you want to be changed back?" I asked Rosa as I went over to the kitchen and left Ezzie to take care of her stiffy. My thighs ached from all the thrusting I'd done and I was quite satisfied.

"No, what I let slip to Steve wasn't simply that I liked anthro herms. It was that I wanted to try being one. This is exactly what I wanted given to me in the worst way imaginable." She hung her head, lips curving down at the edges of her muzzle. The overhead light in the kitchen was reflecting off the scales between her eyebrows making her look extra pretty.

I put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry."

She put her hand on mine. "It's okay. We're gonna get that bitch and stop whatever she's planning next."

"Yes we are." I gave her shoulder a squeeze.

"You got any leftovers or something that cooks fast?" She scanned the top of the cupboards. "Oh! You have instant yakisoba! That's way better than ramen."

I opened the pantry and pulled out a stepladder. "I'm gonna have some too."

Val stepped into the room. "Make me some too!"

"And me!" Don said.

"Might as well make some for Ezzie while you're at it," Val said.

"Mind helping me feed all these freeloaders?" I winked at Rosa.

She chuckled. "Sure."

I handed her our instant kettle and said, "Fill this up and get it started while I get utensils and bowls."

Val was now at Ezzie's side with her pants down. "Poor horny dragon. Do you need some help?"

There was a slurp as Ezzie took her mouth off of herself. "Yes, please!"

After pulling off her top, Val lay with her back against Ezzie's eight-breasted belly and eased herself onto Ezzie's dick. Both of them were trying and failing to be quiet. Val was grabbing at her breasts and making deer noises, Ezzie was growling and trilling as she made a rise in Val's belly with her titanic feral prick.

Don was standing in the kitchen while his eyes kept darting over to them. Possibly to distract himself, he asked, "What exactly was that thing that you used to stop the TF field?"

Rosa looked at me intently, curious as well.

I grimaced. "It's my biggest failure. I built it in high school because I wanted to be able to see the night sky anywhere at any time of day without light pollution getting in the way. I knew a lot of theory, but almost nothing about engineering. So, that thing just sucks up magic energy and turns it into light and noise."

"AAAHH! Ezzie, you're fucking huge!" Val cried as she came from getting just over half of Ezzie's prick inside her.

Rosa glanced in Val's direction and blushed before saying, "I'm assuming that's why I stopped affecting people?"

"Yep!"

"Well, I don't think it's a failure, then." She gave a shy smile.

"Heh, I guess not," I said.

"Could I see a schematic of how you built it?" Don asked. "Maybe we can modify one of your prototypes to make a more portable magic siphon."

"Sure." I turned to Rosa, "Can you prepare the yakisoba?"

"Absolutely, I don't want to have to lug around your projector." She raised one of her canine ears. "Did you ever make a non-dysfunctional version of your portable planetarium?"

I smiled. "Yep! I did, actually."

"I want to see it, well, after Shelein's behind bars." She pulled the instant pot off of its base and started pouring hot water into the bowls of yakisoba.

Growling Ezzie thrust almost hard enough to pop the first knot inside Val. "Unf! I want to stuff you with my knots!"

"YES! KNOT ME! CUM INSIDE ME!" Val cried out.

My dick twitched in my sheath as Don and Rosa joined me in watching Ezzie push Val down onto her knots. Val came when the first entered and then screamed obscenities interspersed with "YES" as Ezzie shoved the second one in. Ezzie roared as she unloaded inside Val's tight cunt. Val screamed as her belly rounded out from Ezzie's incredible load.

I went over to Val and gave her a deep kiss while she was still orgasming. She grabbed my antlers and made out with me passionately enough that the tip of my prick was poking out of its sheath by the end.

When she let go, I panted to catch my breath and she said, "Mmm, you made it so much better."

"I'm glad." I kissed her deer nose and then chowed down on yakisoba with Don and Rosa.

After we were finished eating, Don and I looked through my prototypes until we found a neckband that worked like a little portable AC unit. We remade it into a wasteful horror of magic engineering using my failed projector as a guide. It was perfect because it had a remote that allowed us to adjust the amount of magic energy being sucked up by it.

It took about forty minutes to modify and about ten minutes to find the right setting to keep Rosa's field in check without people around her having trouble casting magic. Since everyone was still hungry, Rosa thanked us by making some very tasty beans and rice. The bit of salsa and cumin she threw in made me think of my dad's cooking.

As we were cleaning up after the beans and rice, I asked Ezzie. "Could we just bring my projector and turn Rosa's neckband to max and make it so Shelein can't draw magic?"

"Your projector wouldn't have stopped Rosa when she started affecting people. She had to burn through the magic stored in her body before a siphon would have an effect. She burned through her reserves fast because she was transforming so many people at the same time. Shelein and I have large reserves and we are very efficient with our casting. A siphon would give Shelein an advantage because I'm going to have to heal myself a lot and I'll be burning energy faster than her." Ezzie put a forepaw on my shoulder. "It isn't a bad idea, just not a good idea in this specific situation."

I nodded. "Ahh, okay."

Ezzie asked, "Do you have a prototype shield I can mess with?"

"You don't have to use a prototype. I'm going to make you one once this is all over."

She nodded. "I remember, but I have an idea for going up against Shelein."

"Oh, okay! I actually have a couple." I dug them out of the same drawer at the bottom of my cube shelf that I'd taken the neck AC unit out of. "Think one of these'll do?"

"I'll take both, if you don't mind." Ezzie reached out with her forepaws.

I handed them to her saying, "Want me to help with making adjustments?"

"I'd like that," Ezzie said as I followed her into the living room.

While I helped Ezzie make adjustments to the prototype shields, Val came out of her bedroom, hands full of chainmail. "When we go up against Shelein, I want you to wear this." She put it on the coffee table and the metal rings clinked against each other.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's a suit of enchanted riveted chainmail complete with a shield built into the helmet. I'll be wearing one too."

"Whoa! How did you end up with an extra one?" I asked.

She blushed. "I had extra enchanted steel and I wanted to give you a present."

I picked up the chainmail shirt and marveled. "It's so cool!"

Ezzie eyed the chainmail. "Ooh, that's some high quality stuff! But, you won't need it. You two aren't going to be facing Shelein directly. Heck, we don't even know for sure where she is."

"I figure we should wear it just in case," Val said.

Ezzie shrugged. "I guess I can't argue with that."

"Why'd you think I'd have a use for chainmail?" I asked Val.

"I wanted to keep you safe." She blushed. "And, I wanted to see you wearing it and nothing else…"

I gaped at her. "Wait, you made sexy medieval lingerie that's actually functional?"

"Well, it's not technically lingerie because it covers the whole body." She tilted her head. "But why wouldn't I make it functional? Chainmail that's just for looks is far less useful. And not nearly as awesome as a present."

"Emma, just so you know, Val's a keeper," Ezzie said.

"Yeah, I'll say!" I got up and kissed Val, still holding the chainmail shirt in my left hand. She was still holding the chainmail pants, so our kiss was a bit awkward.

After the kiss, Rosa asked, "Is it bulletproof?"

Val said, "Yeah! It's bulletproof, knife proof, and well, it's at least as protective as a flack jacket. But it's lighter and less bulky. It can absorb a lot of energy, even taking a lot of the oomph out of blunt trauma."

"Why isn't this in the hands of law enforcement yet?" Rosa asked.

"Because it's my senior project and I'm not graduated yet," Val replied.

"Well, I can't wait to try it out," Rosa said.

"Neither can I!" I bounced excitedly.

Rosa got a call while I was putting on the chainmail pants. She said, "Yeah," a few times, but then she set the phone down on the coffee table and said, "Okay, could you repeat that? You're on speaker."

An old guy with a gravely cowboy accent was on the other end. "When we picked up Steve for questionin', he was gettin' ready to head over to O'Hare airport and had a one-way ticket to Maldives. When we offered a reduced sentence in exchange for his cooperation, he told us that Shelein was supposed to meet him at O'Hare to give him his final cash payment."

"Did he say anything about what Shelein's plans were?" Rosa asked.

"No, but she did mention something that stuck out to him. She said she'd already be there handin' out care packages for other travelers," he said.

"Finally! Shelein made a mistake!" Rosa cheered. "We need to find out who these 'other travelers' are, and we need to get to the airport!"

"We're not sure what to look for," the guy said.

"Well, she's not going to put it in the water or air supply," Val said.

"Yeah, we were talking about that possibility while you were helping Ezzie." Don sat on the couch and continued, "The serum needs to be injected into the bloodstream so that it has the building blocks for multiplying and spreading throughout the body. Plus, there's nothing in the serum itself that's designed to penetrate tissues. It's just there to manipulate magic."

"Well, that's a relief," Rosa said.

Don said, "And she's definitely not using a TF field."

"How can you be so sure?" Val asked.

"Well, I was already unconvinced she'd use a TF field as part of her main plan, but then I realized that the transformations caused by the field are reversible." Don grimaced. "She doesn't want reversible transformations, she wants anthros to outnumber humans."

Ezzie spoke up. "Knowing her, whatever she's doing at the airport, it's going to use something reliable and discreet. She likely wants to escape the country after setting the next part of her plan into motion."

"Oh my god! She already tested out her plan using me and other students!" I blurted out.

"Go on," Rosa said. Everyone's eyes were now on me.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I continued. "We need to look for people who have recently become herms and have had their passports updated for their new anthro faces and are headed out on long flights. Herms she created with her serum ended up transforming many more people than the TF field. And, if she's sending infectious herms all over the world, they can participate even if they have no knowledge of her plan. Their libidos will take care of the rest. They might think they're just getting a free trip."

"Yes, I think that's exactly what she's doing! We also need to cross-reference people who are trying to fly today and expressed interest in being test subjects for the serum. It wouldn't surprise me if she's using that database to find willing participants." Don was pulling nervously at his giraffe ears as he spoke.

"Are you Don? The grad student who worked at her lab?" The man asked.

Don pressed his lips together not liking the sudden attention. "Yes."

"Could you help us link with her research database so we can identify suspect air travelers?" the man asked.

"Yes, absolutely!"

"Thank you," the man paused. "Thanks for your lead as well, Emma, is it?"

"Yes, that's me," I said.

"Rosa, you tell me what resources you need for capturing Shelein and I'll make sure they're available."

"Have my team head out and get them in contact with O'Hare while they're en route. I want to ground all air traffic when we arrive, but not before. We don't want to spook Shelein reason and have her go back into hiding. I'll entrust apprehending possible transformation vectors to you," Rosa said.

"Perfect. Don, I need you to let us into that database ASAP."

"Yes, heading there now." Don hopped up and went to the coat closet.

"I'm sending a team to the lab. If you see anything suspicious, do not enter the lab without them," the man said.

"Roger! Don, out!" Don dashed out the door.

Rosa leaned toward her phone. "Conway, two things: First, I've been transformed into an anthro and will be sending a headshot units can use to identify me. Second, all units must stay at least five hundred feet from Shelein until we get there. She's dangerous, very perceptive, and unpredictable."

"What? You're an anthro now?" Conway's voice had lost all of it's gravity due to the sheer amount of surprise.

"It was Shelein's doing, I'll explain once this is all over," Rosa said.

"Understood. I'll be in touch. Oh, and Ezzie, we've unblocked your number."

"Good! Now let's go get that bitch!" Ezzie said.

"Indeed. I'm wishing y'all the best of luck and a successful mission. Rosa, please make sure everyone has my contact info."

"Will do!" Rosa ended the call.

After we all had Conway's contact info, Rosa looked at Ezzie for a moment and blinked. "Do any of you have access to a van?"

"My mom has one, but she's using it," I said. "Why do we need one?"

Rosa pointed at Ezzie.

Ezzie sighed.

Val started laughing and I said, "Oh," feeling a bit dense.

"It's probably best if we get an FBI van, anyway." Rosa picked up her phone and called Conway. "Hi, can we get a van with some space in the back?…Thanks, make sure it has lights, we'll be contending with rush hour."

After hanging up, Rosa got her tactical earpiece and radio out of her bag and put them on. The earpiece was connected to a coiled tube just like the ones I'd seen agents wear on TV. It didn't fit at all with the dark blue jeans, light orange V-neck, and blue-grey cardigan I'd given her to wear. She looked like some random anthro dragon jackal hybrid who was about to have a study session at a coffee shop.

Pushing the talk button on her radio, she said, "This is Agent Rosa Guerra. I want eyes on all O'Hare entry points." She let go of the talk button. "Ezzie, do you have any idea what sort of disguise Shelein might use?" Then she depressed the button and motioned for Ezzie to move in closer.

"She wouldn't go too far from her original form. Her shapeshifting is not very advanced and she doesn't have the patience for relearning motor tasks in different forms. And disguising herself as a human would go against her ideals." Ezzie tilted her head as she thought for a moment. "Look for a bunny anthro of similar size and weight who looks confident and arrives with a couple wolf anthros. She's a bit paranoid and hires mist wolves as bodyguards whenever she's doing something big."

"Did you get all that?" Rosa asked the people on the other end of the radio. "Good hunting. Rosa out."

The van only took ten minutes to arrive. In that time, Val put her chainmail on over her clothes. Now we both looked like LARP rejects. I could tell Rosa and Ezzie were trying not to laugh at us. Looks didn't matter as far as I was concerned, I felt safer and that's all that counted.

Ezzie climbed into the back of the van wearing two of my modified shield generators around her neck. The moment we were buckled in, Rosa turned on the sirens and started driving like a trained professional. She knew the turning radius, the stopping distance, and what spaces the van could fit through down to the inch. It was terrifying even though she had full control of the vehicle the entire time. Val and I were hanging on to our seats for dear life. Ezzie was using her claws and tail to brace herself in the back. Her claws were probably damaging the van interior, but I doubted Rosa cared.

Seeing the effect of the siren and lights was incredibly satisfying. Cars on the roads moved out of the way as if we all had mind control powers. Rosa could even speed down the shoulder like it was no big deal. Once I got over the fear due to the rough driving, I felt like we were on some sort of deranged amusement park ride. Val was soon laughing and whooping like an eight year old. Ezzie was not enjoying herself, however.

Under and overpass, a sea green sedan ahead of us pulled into our lane. The shoulder was too small, and as our van barreled toward the car, I thought we were done for. I could count my heartbeats as Rosa slammed on the brakes and swerved into a tiny space between cars that offered her just enough stopping room. Ezzie lost her grip and slammed against the side of the van with a loud thud.

Rosa called to the back once we were at a full stop, "Ezzie, are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, just a bit discombobulated." She replied as she got back up and stuck her claws in the holes she'd already made. "Okay, go."

About five minutes later, Rosa said into her radio, "Negative, do not approach Shelein. Even if she somehow gets through the security line before we get there, we can just apprehend her afterward. Ideally, after she's done something to further incriminate herself."

As we pulled into the airport, Rosa said, "We're almost in position. Make sure airport security is ready to aid in clearing out civilians if Shelein puts up a fight. Ground all air traffic in five minutes, starting now."

Rosa parked the van, under an overhang that jutted out over the drop off lane for departures. The glass doors and two-story-tall glass windows allowed one to easily see the airline baggage check areas beyond. Getting out of the car, Rosa ran to the back and opened it. "Ezzie, you're on point. Emma and Val, you two stay near the van and report anyone who acts suspicious." She pulled the remote control for the AC unit that was keeping her transformation field in check out of her pocket. "I don't want to chance this thing getting hit and shutting down the only thing keeping everyone safe."

"Good thinking," I took it and put it in my purse.

Then she pulled two earpieces out of the back of the van and adjusted some settings on the attached radios before handing them to me and Val. "Okay, push to talk, that's all you need to know."

Putting in the earpiece, I felt like a badass. Now I looked like I was in the secret service or a bodyguard. It was so cool!

Rosa started introducing us on the radio, but someone interrupted her with, "Rosa! The target is moving toward your location!"

Rosa spun toward the entrance to the airport saying. "Ezzie! She's coming right for us!"

Ezzie was already in a four-legged spring toward the entrance. There was a sickening thunk as Ezzie's right hind leg fell out from under her. The tall window nearest Ezzie was cracked to hell with a conical hole in it where whatever had hit her had traveled through it.

Shelein was standing right on the other side of the window next to the one she'd shattered. She'd changed her look a bit, going for light brown fur with black on the tips of her ears and feet. It was a stark change from her normal medium grey rabbit look. No one would have guessed she was a threat to anyone at her just-over-five-feet-of-height if it weren't for the contempt-filled smile on her muzzle.

A bunch of cops tried to point their guns at Shelein, but she tugged them out of their hands two by two with her telekinesis in a split second before anyone could pull the trigger. One guard had a death grip on her gun. So, Shelein was dragging her across the floor while she kept trying to aim her gun at Shelein.

Ezzie roared using this distraction to pounce right through the damaged window. The safety glass couldn't take it and came apart in large cracked patches. Rosa dodged a flying icicle from a mist wolf just on the other side of the broken window. He was breathing out a cloud of mist and was partially obscured by it. Rosa shot at him but the bullet hit a cloud and fell uselessly to the ground.

FBI agents jumped out of parked cars and stormed into the building. They immediately started helping screaming terrified people flee the airport.

I didn't get to watch any more of the scene because an icicle hit me in the stomach. The chainmail blocked it from sticking into me, but I fell to the ground anyway gasping for air. Val made a battle cry, grabbed a chain with a heavy point on one end that she'd affixed to her side, and sent it flying at the mist wolf who'd attacked me. He was near the outdoor baggage drop off. Val manipulated the chain by plucking invisible harp strings. Despite her best efforts, he caught it in a cloud of mist. Then he sent another icicle at my head, but I activated the shield and put it in the way. As the icicle crunched against my shield I felt like my heart was going to burst. He was advancing toward us with every move.

Someone was actually trying to kill me! It was him or me! I got to my feet and looked my attacker in the eye. He was lighter-colored than the one that had attacked Rosa and had some white-tuffed fur on his cheeks. Great, he was evil…and gorgeous.

He made a spear out of ice and jabbed it at Val. I tried to shoot my shield at his face, but he blocked it without even looking at me. Meanwhile, Val yelped as she got slammed against the van. She tried to wrap the chain around his arm, but he pulled the spear back and then shot an icicle at her head. Her head whipped back and hit the side of the van. I sent my shield at his face trying to give Val an opening, but he blocked it again without batting an eye.

Rosa was struggling against her assailant as well. She had a nasty cut on her shoulder and her gun was useless. He stabbed her in the thigh with an ice sword and then grabbed her by the throat with his claws.

Our wolf was coming in for another attack. Since piercing attacks hadn't worked, he'd formed his ice spear into a war hammer.

Val yelled, "High low!" and then sent her chain at the mist wolf's head.

I sent my shield at his feet and knocked him over. But he'd grabbed Val's chain and ended up yanking her toward him. Then he braced his war hammer against the ground and let Val's weight do the rest. She cried out in pain as I heard a crack. Though, I couldn't be sure because my ears were ringing from Rosa's gun shots.

"You fucker!" I yelled as I shot my shield at his ankle. Trapped between my shield and the concrete, his ankle crunched much like Val's ribs had.

He yelped in pain and then scrambled to cast some magic.

"Oh no you don't!" Val yelled as she got her chain around his neck and constricted it.

His gasp of surprise was more like a strangled gurgle.

Rosa did something right out of a movie. As the wolf tried to strangle the life out of her, she turned to the side, brought her left arm down across his, forcing his elbows to bend. As he lost his grip on her neck, she turned back toward him striking him in his muzzle with her elbow. Then she took the butt of her gun and twisted her waist one more time smacking him in the temple with it. He crumpled to the ground having seriously underestimated his foe.

Our mist wolf wasn't done, he grabbed the chain around his neck and started freezing it over with ice. As the chain started to groan from the ice separating its links, Rosa shot him in the side. I set my foot down, I'd been about to stomp his junk.

Ezzie stumbled out through the broken window bleeding profusely from wounds on her legs and tail. Shelein was pushing her back with one of those metal poles that helped direct security lines. "You fuck up everything I do! I'm gonna make sure you don't get back up this time!"

Shelein motioned to someone just inside the building. A mist wolf lunged at Ezzie with an ice spear. Ezzie attacked from his left side with her tail and from his right with a claw. She sliced him open across the belly. But as she was doing so, Shelein bashed her head with a second pole.

Ezzie toppled over onto her side. My shields had barely protected her head from being smashed. Shelein took the brief second where Ezzie was still coming back to her senses to glance in our direction. Then, her eyes got stuck on Rosa as if she'd seen a ghost.

I sent my shield toward Shelein and Rosa took a shot. Shelein's hands moved so fast they were a blur. My shield hit me in the jaw and knocked me onto my back while Rosa's own bullet went through her right thigh.

Rosa hissed through her teeth, "SHIT!"

Shelein growled. "You idiots! Now I have to risk nicking your arteries."

Two ball bearings floated out of a pouch on Shelein's side as Ezzie yelled, "NO!"

Then, an imperceptible fraction of a second later, there was a hole in my right thigh.

"FUCK!" I yelled as I grabbed at the wound. Val cried out in surprise as she fell to the ground. It looked like some of the enchanted chainmail was buried in our legs.

Rosa called out on the radio. "We've got four wounded."

"Medics en route," an airy female voice said.

Shock gave way to pain. It felt like someone had taken a hatchet to my lower jaw and like there was an angry wasp was trapped in my leg and was trying to sting its way out.

Shelein turned her attention back to Ezzie. In Ezzie's tail was one of the poles Shelein had bashed her with and as Shelein tried to dodge, Ezzie made a quick "come here" motion with her left forepaw. Shelein's left foot refused to move keeping her stuck in place. As the pole hit Shelein's side, Shelein made a gesture with her right hand. She got knocked off her feet, but there was no satisfying thud from the impact. Had she cushioned the blow somehow? Regained control of the pole at the last second? Was she invincible?

But even on the ground, with the wind knocked out of her, Shelein was a force of nature. She took the pole that Ezzie had hit her with and smacked Ezzie in the side so hard that I heard the crunch from twenty feet away. Ezzie hopped onto her feet, grabbed an abandoned suitcase, and rushed Shelein. Shelein rolled to her feet and sent a pole right into the same spot on Ezzie's side and blood started pouring out.

In that moment, I realized Ezzie was done for. Shelein hardly had a scratch on her. I don't know how many mist wolves Ezzie had fought in the airport, but I saw at least four other wolves bleeding on the floor of the entryway just beyond the glass. She must have had to fight them all off while dealing with Shelein.

It was hard to think through the searing pain from my jaw and leg, so I controlled my breathing and centered myself. I needed to figure out a way to help Ezzie. That look Shelein had given Rosa was strange. It was as if she was surprised to see Rosa there. Of course she knew Rosa would transform and there were viral Twitter videos of Rosa's transformation that she likely saw. Why would Rosa give her pause, then? It was almost as if Shelein didn't think Rosa belonged here. As if Rosa being here didn't fit into her plan. And Ezzie said Shelein wasn't good at dealing with being in a different form…I felt like I might have been grasping at straws, but it was all I had!

My fingers shook as I pushed the talk button on the FBI radio, "Are all the bystanders more than seventy feet from Rosa?" It hurt so much to talk that I nearly yelped in the middle of what I was saying.

A calm male voice said, "Affirmative."

Leaning toward Rosa, I said, "Focus on Ezzie." My stomach lurched from the agony of speaking.

"What?" she balked.

I reached into my purse and pulled out the controller for Rosa's AC-unit-turned-magic siphon. After pointing at Shelein, I put my finger on the power button and looked Rosa in the eye.

Rosa's ears went straight up, but then she nodded and looked at Ezzie.

I turned the magic suppressor off.

Everyone was in bucketloads of pain, except Professor Aumont. She gasped and groaned as she stumbled. Her breaths became moans of pleasure as she fell to her knees. Then a big bulge formed in her jeans. "No! NO! NO! NOOOOOH!" she said as she was forced to pull her pants off to let her swiftly-growing masculine equipment out. It was so cold outside that steam was rising from her crotch as she grabbed her new erection and started stroking.

Shelein's jacket tore as green fur covered her muzzle, and she struggled to get out of her clothes before they burst at the seams. Her rear demolished her khakis as she got dragon haunches and her back legs cracked and took on a feral shape. All the while, she couldn't stop stroking herself. As she got a tail, she put it to use on her exposed mare sex. I watched in awe as her breasts multiplied into an Ezzie-like eight pack.

I could feel the waves of arousal and magic, but Shelein had probably broken my jaw. And my leg was hurting so much that I felt sick. Rosa and Val were in more than enough pain to avoid falling prey to the field as well. Hobbling over to Shelein, Ezzie wrapped her tail around Shelein's back legs.

Eyes glazed over with lust, Shelein lifted her tail. "Mount me!"

Ezzie's tail lengthened so she could ensnare Shelein's forming forepaws. "No," Ezzie said, that one word dripping with disdain.

Val moved her chain to Shelein's forelimbs and wrapped it around them to make double sure Shelein wouldn't be doing any more telekinesis.

Rosa spoke into the radio. "I need four agents to secure the perp. Tell me when you're within a hundred feet of my location."

A couple minutes later, the agents were in place. Shelein looked nearly identical to Ezzie except for more bunny-like ears and a shorter muzzle. She was working on her second orgasm from tailing herself while Ezzie held her fast. She'd pressed herself up against Ezzie and Ezzie looked very unamused. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought Shelein was just a feral equine dragon in heat.

Rosa said to me, "Shut down the field."

I did so by turning Rosa's magic siphon on.

"Go! Go! Go!" Rosa chanted.

The agents got up to Shelein and set about hog tying her. Her complaints were interspersed with moans due to the lingering effects of Rosa's field.

Paramedics ran over to Ezzie first and started mummifying her in bandages. She was already starting to heal. Her nostrils had stopped bleeding and the open wound on her side looked smaller. I was glad she was getting tended to before us. She'd been beaten within an inch of her life.

Rosa, Val, and I were loaded on ambulances and taken to the hospital. I found out at the hospital that Shelein had indeed broken my lower jaw when she'd hit me with my shield. I had to write to communicate in the hospital. That is, until a fully healed Ezzie, still fluffy and feral, trotted into my room.

She cut her right pinky finger with a scalpel he held in her tail and then put her bleeding finger up to my lips. "Take in a bit of my blood so I can get you mended."

I scrunched my face at the metallic salty flavor as I played at being a vampire. After only a few sips, she healed the wound she'd made and laid her forepaws on me. "This will hurt, but I promise it will be less painful as the injuries themselves."

I nodded and then gave her a thumbs up.

As she lent me her regenerative powers, everything ached even though I'd gotten pain medication. It wasn't a sharp ache, it was more of a dull throb and the sensation of heat. The severity decreased over time and in ten minutes, there was no pain at all. Finding I could speak again, without agony, I said, "Thank you!"

She gave me a full body hug. "Thank you for saving my life."

I blushed. "I'm so glad it worked."

"It was equal parts clever and devious." She let me go.

"Heh, I'm a lot like Shelein, I guess." I shrugged.

"Well, maybe, but there's one big difference." She smirked. "You're not fucking evil."

* * *

The showdown with Shelein was trending on twitter the next day. People had captured some of Ezzie's fight with her on their phones while they were being evacuated. Ezzie had fought five mist wolves while taking nasty hits from Shelein. Airport security helped Ezzie by taking some impressive long shots at them. I watched Ezzie fight in awe of how she used her long tail to catch her opponents off guard. At one point, she got Shelein around waist and two mist wolves had to attack her in unison to get her to let go.

By the evening, I was sick of retweeting and responding to friends asking if I was okay. I was even desensitized to people liking and retweeting my tweets about what went down. I'd gained over four hundred followers in one day and my phone was a constant source of notification dings.

Everyone wanted five minutes of fame, but I wondered if any of them would still want it once they knew how exhausting it was. I had no idea what to do with the new followers I had. All they knew about me was that I was the anthro herm who was one of Shelein's first victims and had been there to stop her from creating an anthro herm epidemic. There were even people who were incredibly upset that I'd stopped Shelein. Many anthros and humans alike were actually on board with Shelein's plan. Those same people were sharing Shelein's impassioned speeches. The ones that scared me the most were the ones that were spreading the rumor that Shelein was a brilliant scientist who'd been framed. After a few battles with them, I just started blocking them wholesale. I just didn't have the time or energy to correct an army of people whose proof came from using suspect logic to tie random unrelated facts together.

Rosa was at the Chicago Field Office for the FBI. Ezzie was laying at Val's and my feet while watching Netflix with us. She was exhausted from trying to figure out how to fix herself so she could transform back. Though she kept saying she was fine, I suspected she still had some healing to do. Her libido had been greatly reduced and she had far less energy.

"Ezzie, are you sure you don't need to go back and get checked at the hospital?" I asked.

"I'm sure, I'm thinking I'll be fully healed within the next two hours." She smiled reassuringly.

Val stopped the show we were watching and sat up. "How did Shelein even manage to poke holes in you? The mist wolves had so much trouble piercing your hide that they gave up and switched to bludgeoning you really quick."

"Shelein can accelerate objects to velocities multiple times faster than a rifle round. Since the energy in a projectile is mass times velocity squared, that makes her telekinesis exponentially problematic. Plus, she uses tungsten carbide ball bearings which penetrate just about anything." Ezzie sighed. "There were over two dozen holes in me by the end of that fight."

"O-over t-two dozen?" My jaw dropped.

Ezzie nodded. "I was devoting a lot of energy to stopping the internal bleeding."

I got off the couch and hugged Ezzie. "You poor dragon."

"I hope she never gets out of jail. If I ever have to fight her again, it might be best to kill her." Ezzie laid her head on the floor.

Val got down and helped me hug Ezzie. "Honestly, that might be for the best."

"I don't like the idea of killing people…But she's so dangerous!" I said.

"Yeah…I don't want to think about it. Part of me still loves her. My heart is just too damn sentimental. I can't forget who she used to be, I can't stop hoping she'll remember who she was, you know?"

"Were you two a couple?" I asked.

Ezzie nodded. "I'll tell you the whole story some day, but right now, I'd like to change the subject if you don't mind."

"Are you going to be staying with us a while?" I asked.

"Only if you'll have me." Ezzie's left ear twitched due to the way we were petting her. "I'm thinking of taking a week off. I offered to transform Shelein back into her original form if she told me what exactly what she did to me. I figure she'll crack well before the week is out."

"Ahh, you don't think you can figure it out on your own?" I asked.

"Oh, I can, but it might take longer than a week because I'd have to go through every magic pathway etched in my bones and figure out which ones she modified. I'd find it eventually, but it's gonna get mind-meltingly tedious." Ezzie chuckled. It seemed more like a "fuck my life" chuckle than an amused one.

"Have you thought about just staying feral?" Val asked.

"Oh, I have, but the problem is that the whole human world was built without ferals in mind and I'm way more experienced at combat in my anthro form. Also, my libido is trouble enough when I'm not feral." Ezzie stretched out her forepaws as I scratched at her mane. It was so cute!

"Ahh, okay, well, I like you either way, but dang did it feel good to get knotted by you in this form." Val patted Ezzie's haunches.

I squirmed just thinking about it.

With a smirk, Ezzie asked, "Is that an observation or an invitation?"

"Both?" Val blushed.

Ezzie laughed, this time she sounded happy. "So, I take it you two won't mind me taking over your living room for a week?"

"So long as you put out." Val smacked Ezzie's rump getting her to rumble beneath us.

"You seriously want to stay with us? I mean, I'd love to have you, but don't you have other friends you haven't seen for a while?" I asked.

"One, traveling like this is a big hassle. Two, Shelein is being held not far from here. Three, I really really like you two and love being a slutty third wheel for people I ship." She wrapped her tail around me and Val and constricted it to pull us closer together.

Val laughed.

Blushing, I stammered out, "You…ship us?"

"Yes, I'm already writing fan fiction about you two in my head." She pulled us even closer together. "Now kiss."

Wrapped in Ezzie's tail, feeling butterflies in my stomach from her encouraging us to put on a show for her, I grabbed Val's antlers and made out with her. She toyed with my breasts as she fucked my mouth with her tongue. When my prick started pushing out of my sheath, she reached down and pulled the waist of my skirt down to let it out. Then she was stroking me while kissing me. Feeling Ezzie's warm body under us was a thrill and I was soon rubbing my crotch against her back.

We broke our kiss and turned toward the front door. Don clumsily entered carrying two pizza boxes. Rosa came in behind him holding an edible arrangement that had a big "Thank You" card stuck to it.

Don raised an eyebrow. "Did we interrupt something?"

Ezzie shook her head. "Nope, we weren't doing anything you could have interrupted, honest."

"Sure you weren't," Rosa said as she set the edible arrangement on the kitchen counter.

Don set the pizzas on the island and then pulled my key fob out of his pocket and handed it to me. "Sorry, forgot I had this. Hope it didn't make things too inconvenient."

I shrugged. "Nah, I knew you'd be done helping the FBI eventually."

"About that…" Don sat on the couch. "They've offered to hire me."

"Oh! Do you want the job?" I asked.

"I love data analytics and stopping people like Shelein, so it seems like a good fit," he said. "And it pays way better than working in a lab."

"Once you two graduate, I'll extend the same offer. I'm going to add more magic users to my unit and you two would be a good fit." Rosa sat down next to Don. She was wearing a suit that fit her new voluptuous body perfectly.

"Did you get that suit tailored in one day?" I asked.

Rosa blinked. "I just offered you a job at the FBI and that's your response?"

I grimaced.

After a short chuckle, Rosa said, "I did it right after I got out of the hospital. Wearing casual clothes at work just feels wrong to me."

"Ahh, will I have to wear a suit?" I asked.

"No, you can wear whatever semi-formal clothing you like." Rosa narrowed her eyes at me. "This can't be your biggest concern."

Val said, "Trust me, it matters, she has a thing about uncomfortable clothing."

"Why would anyone wear clothing that's not comfortable?" I defended myself.

"I may have to rethink hiring you. We prefer everyone is uncomfortable all the time," Rosa said with a straight face.

Ezzie laughed hard enough to bounce us atop her. It was raucous and and soon everyone else was laughing too. We'd all been caught off guard. We were finally getting to know what Rosa was like when she was not in the middle of a crisis.

When I recovered, I said, "Sure, I'm interested, but I'll also be looking at possibly working for the Council of Mages."

"That goes for me too, actually," Val said.

"What makes you two think the council would want you?" Ezzie asked wryly.

"Because you need a harem to keep you under control, you pervy dragon," Val quipped.

"Touche," Ezzie replied.

"We're actually working on a way to better share resources with the council, so you could end up being assets for both," Rosa said.

"Ooh, I'd like to be part of that," I said as Val nodded in agreement.

"So, were we right? Was Shelein sending people across the world who had been dosed with the serum?" Ezzie asked.

"Yeah, actually, and I worked for sixteen hours straight trying to identify all of them," Don replied.

I sat up in interest. "Did we catch all of them?"

"There's no way to know for sure." Don's ears drooped. "Turns out that Shelein's fight with Ezzie was just another distraction. Some of the suspect travelers flew out before Shelein even arrived at the airport and a few hours later we discovered she was sending people out of Denver too. We had to catch some of those flights after they landed at their destination. Working with so many foreign governments really slowed us down."

"We caught fifty-eight people in all. If there's any we missed, I doubt it's more than a handful. The World Health Organization and the UN are on the lookout for transformation outbreaks." Rosa threw an arm over Don's shoulders. "I think we can finally relax."

"Don, can you get me data on the TF serum and Rosa's modifications? I'm assuming there's info on it still in her lab?" Ezzie asked.

"Already got it uploaded to a public repository," he said.

Ezzie nodded. "Good! I want to team up with everyone here to figure some stuff out over the next week. I'm hoping to give Rosa full control over her TF powers so we don't have to be constantly draining magic from her. Then, I want to figure out how to make serum carriers no longer contagious and change people back if that's what they want."

I asked Don, "Do you want to be changed back?"

He squirmed in his seat, wilting under the weight of everyone's curiosity. "Is it possible to go back and forth? Sometimes be my normal self, sometimes be like this?"

Ezzie nodded. "I'll make you a transmuter. You'll be able to be a herm giraffe whenever you like."

"That's what I want, then," he said with a slight smile.

"Oh, so you like being a herm?" I teased.

He blushed. "I-it offers experiences I would miss if they were suddenly unavailable."

"That's the most clinical response I've ever heard to that question," Ezzie said. "Congratulations."

His left ear flopped down as he tilted his head. "Thanks, I guess?"

"So, who wants some tasty fruit?" Rosa asked.

"I'm in the mood for some salty melon." Ezzie reached her tail between my legs and under my balls before flicking the end of it across my clit.

I gasped and then looked Ezzie in the eye. "Are you serious? You want to go at it right now?"

"I'm actually too tired." She pulled her tail away. "Just couldn't resist that joke."

We rolled our eyes at Ezzie.

Everyone agreed with her about being too tired to take sexual stuff all the way, so we just cuddled enjoying the food and conversation. Rosa and Don fell asleep on Val's bed while Ezzie slept on the couch.

Val and I retired to my bedroom. I got out my smaller and actually functional planetarium and turned it on. As we drifted through colorful nebulas, the solar system, and star fields from the safety of my bed, we held hands. The beauty of the cosmos and Val's warm hand in mine washed away the last bits of stress from the previous few days.

In the middle of the night, I woke up to Val's buttocks clenching rhythmically against my side. I sleepily reached for her ass to push her away so I could go back to sleep. The moment my hand was on her, she moaned and shuddered. That woke my dick up and I was half hard in seconds. I squeezed and fondled her ass while she thrust harder and harder into her hands. When my pussy started twitching, I tossed the covers off and rolled her onto her back.

"Mnnhh! Emma, I woke up thinking about how much I like you and then I started thinking about our first time together and…this happened." She stroked her cock for emphasis.

Straddling her hips, I said, "I've been thinking about how much I like you too. So, let's just talk about that while I have you inside me." I sat on her prick, gasping as it stretched me wider and wider. When I was parked against her loins, I said, "I want to be your girlfriend, but you piss me off sometimes."

She thrust up into me languidly, taking her time. "Yeah, I procrastinate about everything."

Feeling her throbbing inside me, I felt far less angry and petty. Maybe it had been too long since we'd fucked. Putting my hands on her breasts, I said, "And my response to that is to get naggy. Is there a better way for me to remind you?"

Her hands found my tits as she said, "Maybe just text me when you empty the dishwasher? I tend to filter out verbal stuff sometimes."

I leaned in and kissed her. We made out for a while, fondling each other's boobs and pinching at our nipples. I loved the sensation of having someone's cock in me while I toyed with their breasts. Breaking the kiss, I said, "So when you're focused on something, you don't really hear what I'm saying?"

Moving her hips in a little circle to make me moan, she said, "Yeah."

"I'm like that too." I bit her neck making her squirm under me.

She shuddered, so I bit harder making her cock throb and spurt pre inside me. I brought her right to the edge and then let up so I could continue the conversation.

"Do you have trouble cleaning things up?" I asked. "I don't mean to criticize, it just seems like you get overwhelmed or something."

"Yeah, I don't know how to organize things. I just kinda make piles, but I don't actually like them. I trip over them sometimes." She ran her fingers over my belly making me gasp.

"If I help you organize things initially, would you find it easier?" I reached behind myself and grabbed her nice big balls.

"Gah!" She pred more. "Yeah! That would be great. We should get me some shelves."

"We will!" I licked the underside of her muzzle lovingly. "I hope we can work things out, because I think I'm falling for you."

"Yeah, I'm feeling the same." She stopped moving for a moment. "Hey, could you just do one thing for me?"

"Oh? What do you need me to do?" My ears perked up in interest.

She took a deep breath. "Can you stop insinuating that I'm lazy? I hear it in how you talk about me, I hear it in the way you remind or chastise me. You're just repeating my self talk and it makes me feel like there's no use in trying to change. That people will always see me as lazy when I'm just struggling with depression."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." I hugged her. "I didn't realize how that made you feel."

Hugging me back, she said, "No one does. They just rag on lazy people never thinking about why they're lazy."

"You're right and I can do better," I said.

She started bucking her hips into me. "I want to share a bed with you every night. I wanna hold you when you're sad and laugh with you when you're happy. I wanna wake up and fuck you in the middle of the morning. I want you hiding boners in your classes thinking about all the naughty things we've done in public!"

Moving my hips in time with hers, I gasped out, "I want that too!"

She pushed me back so I was sitting upright and she could get in even deeper. "Good, now I want you to do one more thing for me: CUM REALLY HARD!"

I reached for my cock, but she batted my hand away, "No, I want you inside me while my cum is dripping from your cunt!" She hissed the last part due to her labored breathing.

I bit my right index finger to keep from screaming in animalistic arousal. The things she was saying, I nearly came just from hearing them uttered aloud.

She grabbed my hips and did a nice hard thrust. "Your pussy is the best pussy! It's the perfect amount of tightness even after being bored out by Ezzie."

"Mnh! I still can't believe your cock is as big as mine. I fucking love that it's almost too big for you!" I started bouncing myself on her dick, helping her shove into me as hard as possible. My heavy breasts were flailing on my chest as the bed complained under us.

"I'm gonna cum!" she said.

"Yes! Please! Cum inside me!" I came right then, trying to stifle my whoops of pleasure. Her taper and medial ring made the rippling of my pussy as I orgasmed feel utterly fantastic. I couldn't stop moving, it just felt so damn good!

She came right after, pulling me down and jamming herself upwards into me. Her hot spunk filled my passage as I spasmed around her. An urge took hold of me and I leaned down, put my lips around one of her nipples, and suckled. She yelped and thrust into me cumming even harder. I got a second peak out of it, my clit was rubbing against the base of her dick.

Just after she finished spurting inside me, she started pushing me off of her. "Get in my pussy. I want you so bad."

Her frantic need made me even harder and I got off of her before settling in between her legs. Grabbing them and putting them over my shoulders, I angled my prick under her balls and parted her passage with my taper. I groaned at how wet she was, how wonderful it felt to be enveloped by her pulsating warmth.

I gave her everything I had while her seed trickled down my thighs and her dick dribbled cum on her belly. She had to put her hands on the headboard to stop from sliding across the bed, but she still said, "Harder!"

Grunting from the effort, I gave it to her so hard that my balls were slapping her buttocks.

"Yes! Rut me like a stag!" She said.

Grabbing her ass, I lifted her rear off the bed so I had an even better angle for jackhammering her. Under a minute later, I growled and continued thrusting as I unleashed a sticky torrent inside her, I wanted her to cum with me.

"YES! EMMA! YEEEEESSSSS!" she cheered as her wetness drenched my crotch. She groped her tits roughly as she came arching her back and whacking her antlers against the headboard.

My eyes rolled back in my head as I got dizzy from orgasming so thoroughly. All I could feel was her body undulating around my shaft. Then, as she was coming down from her peak, my hands roamed across every luscious curve on her body still oblivious to everything but us. When the rest of the world came back into my perception, I leaned down and kissed her passionately. We stayed like that until my dick was all the way back in my sheath. Then I was just laying atop her, my breasts pressed against hers.

"Emma?" she said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Wanna double team Ezzie in the morning?"

"Maybe we could have her wake up to both of us giving her oral at the same time," I said.

Gently moving my hair out of my face, she said, "You know the thing I like the most about us?"

"Oh?"

"We make a really good team."

Nuzzling her cheek, I said, "Yes, yes we do."