The Tails of Graduation

Zmeydros

Edited by Tiliquain and Journeymanic

Copyright © 2019 Zmeydros

All rights reserved.

To Journeymanic who came to me with the story idea that became this novel. His wonderful sense of humor inspires me as does his deep love of chicks growing dicks.

Contents

Acknowledgments

I. Novel

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

II. Bonus Story

Identical Orca Twins

Acknowledgments

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

Thanks to SecretSkunk for listening to my editing read-throughs and offering sound editing advice.

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. I wouldn't be writing wacky sexy furry tales if it wasn't for your support. Every one of you rocks!

Section I

Novel

THE TAILS OF GRADUATION: Graduation. A time of great stress, goodbyes, and transitions. When your school suddenly suffers an outbreak of the mysterious human tail virus it gets much much worse. Particularly when it turns out that tails are only the most visible attribute. As the virus progresses, individuals start growing cocks and get an increasing number of animal traits.

For Bianca and her classmates that have all been held back a grade, this graduation is the most important thing that's happened to them. Some of them got too rowdy for their own good, some of them had their lives blow up in their faces, and now they're finally at the finish line, finally ready to start the next phase of their lives.

Part 1

Our high school library was huge! I always felt like a time traveler whenever I entered it because nothing in it had changed since the eighties. Yellow-stained wood, beige blow-molded plastic, and comforting rounded corners were everywhere. It wouldn't have surprised me if the shelves, books, chairs, tables, and fluorescent lamps were all still original from when Guthrie Oxford Jr. the third, or whatever his name was, donated the money to build it. I didn't mind the look, really. Everything was so eighties that I'd been able to film a throwback infomercial for one of my pre-college film classes in it.

However, the best thing from the MTV era wasn't the retro decor, it was Linnette. Our resident librarian was a cute yet elegant film buff. Today, her simple white top was being accompanied by a wavy leaf-green cardigan that looked like something a French indie film actress would wear to the Cannes Film Festival. Linette had helped me get my hands on films from every era of cinematic history and taught me to embrace my curves and not diet myself into a coma. I owed her a lot and that's why, with graduation just around the corner, I was about to give her a gift.

Looking up from the bizarre half-circle of desk she worked at, she said, "Good afternoon, Bianca!"

"Good afternoon to you too!" I spread my arms to offer a hug.

Staying behind her desk, she said, "Sorry dear, I've got chills and I don't want you to catch whatever's brewing."

"Are you coughing or sneezing?" I asked.

"No, actually," she furrowed her brow.

"Well, then I declare you huggable." I spoke in a thick British accent and stared down my nose at her to feign royal authority.

With a chuckle, she got out from behind her desk and circled around the front so she could give me a squeeze. Her tummy was as soft as her bosom which made for a soothing embrace as I hugged back.

Pulling out of the hug, I said, "You got any plans for this weekend?"

"It's gonna be a mess since my sister wants to see the canal museum and some other stuff before she heads back to Vermont on Saturday. And on Sunday, I'm helping out at the parrot shelter in the afternoon and then going to a friend's barbecue party. How's your Wednesday night looking? You got one last film you want to see before graduation?" She leaned on the waist-high ledge of the desk where students set their books as they asked her questions.

"Wednesday night works fine. And I got two films actually. My dad bought 'Un Chien Andalou' and 'L'Age d'Or' off my wishlist as a graduation present!" I bounced excitedly.

"Wait, is that two of the early films Salvador Dali made?"

I nodded. "He teamed up with Luis Buñuel to make both. Two surrealists working on both films. Expect a wild ride."

"I'm terrible, I always forget that Buñuel was involved in Dali's early film work. Dali's star power obscured so many of the people he worked with…" She shrugged. "But that's a conversation for another day."

"I'm going to use them as editing references for my Huntwell Film Society Scholarship. They said I could pick any era of film to model my 'This is what college means to me' short film and I'm aiming for 1930."

"Oooh, right during the rise of talkies. I think that's a marvelous choice," she cooed.

"It might be my favorite era…" I squeezed the oblong box that her present was in, waiting for the right moment to give it to her. "Love your outfit, by the way."

She shook her head. "Nonsense, I look like a gooey lettuce-wrapped mozzarella stick."

"Hey, no bad mouthing your curves!" I scolded playfully.

She laughed. "You've got to allow me some self-deprecation. It's how I cope with being single and almost forty."

"You know, after I graduate, you could move to a bigger city and find someone worth your time."

"Hmm, you know what? You're right. I've been at this for over a decade and I'm due for better pay anyway."

"That's the spirit!" I brought the shiny light blue box in my left hand to my front and used my other hand to start recording with my smartphone. "I know I didn't have to, but I got you something."

"What? You're giving me a graduation gift? That's not how graduation gifts work. You're the one graduating." She took it from my hand. "It better not be expensive."

"It's a going away present. After all you've done for me, it's the least I could do," I said.

"But you're not going away yet." She found the end of one of the loops of the silver bow that was keeping the box shut and pulled. "We still have another week."

"If I gave them to you when I left, I wouldn't get to see you enjoy them." I held the phone close to the box so the viewer would get a larger sense of discovery when it was opened.

She pulled the top of the box off to reveal the silver glasses case inside. "Glasses? Am I really that old?"

"You're going to ruin your back leaning over your laptop all day. My dad just had to get reading glasses and he's only a few years older than you."

I pointed the phone at her face to catch her expression as she opened the glasses case.

"Well, okay, I admit I'm having to squint a lot." When she opened the box, her eyes widened as she got this perfect open-mouthed surprised smile. "Oh! They're lovely!"

"Try them on!" I said.

Setting the shiny half-moon-shaped reading glasses on her nose, she said, "How do I look?"

I laughed. "I don't think you're supposed to wear them like spectacles. You need to slide them down your nose a bit so you can look through them when you're looking down at a book or a screen."

"Are you trying to make me look like a stereotypical librarian? Am I going to be a character in one of your short films?" she chided. The light metallic-blue frames of her new glasses glittered in the light as she pulled them down her nose. They were perfect!

"It's a good look!" I protested.

She sighed and then looked at the floor with a sentimental frown on her face.

"Something wrong?" I stopped recording because I got the feeling she was about to say something personal.

"It's just." She poked at a rut in the carpet with one of her bright white sneakers. "Two years ago, before you showed up, I was still torn up over my brother's death and had isolated myself from everyone I knew. Then you arrived in this library asking about films I'd never heard of and, I don't know, actually cared that I was a real live person? I don't think you realize how you opened me up to the world again. And I just realized I never really thanked you for that." Looking into my eyes, she said, "Thank you, Bianca, you are an absolute treasure."

Hugging her, I said, "Having to restart senior year was worth meeting you."

After setting the box for her glasses on the desk, she hugged me back. "Aww, I still think your old school shouldn't have expelled you and your friends for that prank, but—WHOOOA!" She nearly lost her balance.

I tightened our hug to steady her. "What was that?"

"A hot flash?" She let go of me and started taking off her cardigan. "It's not going away, so maybe it's not a hot flash? Can fevers be instant?"

Giving her room, I said, "I don't know, maybe we should get you—"

"Oh dear!" She turned away from me and gripped the desk to hold herself steady.

Something was pushing the waist of her jeans away from her back. My heart started pounding. How had she gotten the Tail Virus? Sure, it was the most contagious and unstoppable thing to ever afflict mankind, but it was sexually transmitted and Linnette often complained about how she wasn't getting any action. I was happy she'd finally got some, but sad she'd gotten this affliction.

"Linny, you're getting a tail!" I said a bit too excitedly as I aimed the camera at the action and started recording again. Never had I dreamed I'd get a real live transformation on film.

"Gah! It's kinked!" She grimaced.

Setting my phone down on the desk, I grabbed the waist of her jeans with one hand and fished out her growing red-scaled tail with the other. Then I grabbed my phone and made sure I got a good angle on it.

"Of all people, why me? Like I needed things to get more complicated right at the end of the semester." She sighed. "And I liked my clothes! Now I'm going to have to get all my pants altered to have tail holes."

"At least it's gorgeous! Every scale is like a little red gem." I panned the phone across her foot-long tail so the sunlight coming in through the wide windows up on the wall made the scales twinkle. "I can't believe I'm getting this on video!"

She looked behind her and her tail curled, still gaining inches. "Damn it!"

"Sorry, do you want me to stop recording?" I asked.

"No, I'll probably want to watch it later—AAAH!" Wincing, she leaned over the desk.

My heart lurched in my chest. "Are you okay?"

"I'm too okay, FUCK this feels good!" She arched her back.

I'd never heard her say the f-word and something about the way she said it made me blush. Blinking and unsure what to do other than keep recording, I watched her tail reach two feet long. The whole time she was making gasps and soft moans that worsened my blush. At least she was enjoying it! That had to be good, right?

The truth was, I didn't know how to react. Things felt too intimate, like I was spying on her while she was looking at porn or something.

"Oh wow!" She spread her legs as her tail reached two and a half feet long. The scales on the underside were a nice shade of mauve that went perfectly with the red scales elsewhere. "Hngh!"

"Are you in any pain?" I asked while ignoring the tingle in my nipples from hearing her enjoy her changes so much. Watching women or men orgasm was the only type of porn that did anything for me. I'd never heard anyone who sounded quite like her and was a bit worried. She was gasping and groaning and making low sounds far more than I was used to.

"No," she shook her head and then her eyes went wide. "Wait! Okay, that smarts a bit. Can you—" She grimaced. "—look between my legs? At my right pant leg?"

I kneeled on the coarse blue rug with retro yellow and black geometric shapes in it so I could get a better look. There was something trapped between Linnette's inner thigh and her jeans, something cylindrical and lengthening. Something that surely didn't belong on her. I gawked at the shape, my brain completely shutting down for a moment as I tried to believe what I was seeing. After five seconds that felt like five years, I finally decided that this was indeed reality. I swallowed nervously as I tried to find a gentle way to break it to her.

Well," I croaked, "umm, I think you've got a hermaphrodite-causing strain of the Tail Virus?" Hearing them out loud, I decided those were probably not the words I should have picked.

"What?! I'm getting a cock?!" she cried out.

"Y-yeah." I felt guilty now, recording each inch of her new prick as it made a longer and longer bump down her pant leg. But I couldn't stop, the composition was perfect: an unseen object taking up more and more room, transforming the play of light and shadow. Something life-changing, but hidden from view.

"Ow ow ow!" Scrambling to unbutton her jeans, Linnette said, "It's pinching so bad!"

As she pulled her pants down, I kept recording while feeling stuck between not wanting to have a recording of my best friend's body sans clothing and wanting to catch her transformation on film. I was blushing with my eyes so wide my face hurt. The base of Linnette's tail fit in nicely between her two round ass cheeks. I thought it would look odd as a part of her, but I liked all three feet of it. My attention was brought away from her tail when she dropped her pants to the floor.

Against Linnette's leg was a thick eight-inch barbed dark purple cock with ridges that went well with her dragon-like tail. Her prick looked downright mythical and my mind was treating it more like a fantasy dildo than something that was attached to her. What made it all too real was that it was gaining girth every time it throbbed. This had me panting in shock. I'd never been in a situation like this. I couldn't tell if I was turned on, disgusted, or experiencing the thrill one gets from staring into the unknown. Wonder and panic were balled up in me so tight I felt like doubling over.

"Fucking fuck! They're slicing my dick off!" Linnette's prick was trapped between the edge of her right panty leg hole and her thigh. Her panties had caught on one of her cock barbs.

Her cry for help cut through my panic and I set my phone down as I realized what needed to be done. "Turn around."

Clumsily, and with a groan, she got herself turned around and put her palms on the desktop to support some of her weight.

Taking deep breaths so I didn't freak out, I reached for her cock with my left hand and her panties with my right. Holding her shaft against her thigh, I guided her panties over the semi-soft dragon barbs along the side of her length. The whole time she was writhing and moaning like she was in heat.

No matter whose moans I heard, they always got me wet, and this was no exception.

I bit my lip as I finally freed her new anatomy. Just below it was a scaly sac hadn't been filled with testes yet. I wanted to touch it to see what it felt like, but I was frozen in place by shock and secondhand embarrassment for Linette. And yet I couldn't get myself to let go of her dick. It was pulsing, warm and so dang hard. Such a pleasing object to have in my hand. A solid sensory anchor in my state of overwhelm.

Attempting to stand only got my legs shaking and my breath rasping. My stomach tickled with an anxiousness that nearly had me mewling like she was, and I didn't have the excuse of a foot-long dragon cock leaking precum on the floor!

"Bianca, you better move!" Linnette warned as a knot at the base of her shaft swelled. She was making tiny thrusts into my grasp and kept trying to say more but was whimpering in delight too often to be understood. She was immobilized simply by my hand grasping her throbbing new flesh.

"Oh wow!" I stammered as I grabbed my phone and focused on what was happening to her scaly sac. My curiosity was finally crowding out my nervousness, and I could see two orbs pushing into it as she made orgasmic sounds. They were big orbs and because my attention was on them, her cock scared the daylights out of me when it jumped out of my hand.

"No! NoOOOHHHH!" Linnette cried as her apricot-sized balls dropped fully into their sac and her spunk hit me right in the nose.

Immediately, I closed my mouth and guarded my face with my left hand hoping that would keep me from getting any of her virulent cum inside myself. There was nothing that could be done about protecting my face, however. Her first spurt had caked so much white goop on me that I could feel it dripping off my chin.

As she continued to coat me in jizz, her new dragon claws tore through her white sneakers making an awful ripping sound. I had no idea if I was recording it all, but my right hand was still holding my phone. After her fourth shot, she managed to aim away from me and her last two shots hit the metal leg of a nearby study table hard enough to make it ring. I held my hand in front of my face while smelling the rising bread dough and raw egg scent of her mess so strongly that my eyes were watering. There was another scent laced in it, something like brand new leather, that made me shiver from the top of my spine to the tip of my clit.

Falling onto my ass, I felt the same as I did the first time I tried out the high dive: like a useless bundle of nerves. And I was sopping wet between my legs with no explanation as to why.

Suddenly, there was a tissue being shoved against my face. I put my hands up to push Linnette away only to stop when I realized she was trying to clean me off. That wiping caused the taste of her cream to seep into my mouth… Salted salmon with a hint of vanilla soft serve: tastes that somehow went together in this context. I pushed back against my instinct to try and taste more of it. That's how people ended up with the Tail Virus and I wasn't going to risk it.

The whole while Linnette was taking care to get me cleaned up, she was saying, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. I hope you'll forgive me. I hope you don't catch it too."

The moment I thought it was safe to speak, I said, "It's my fault, you tried to warn me." I grabbed a tissue from the box she'd set next to us and started wiping off my left ear. "And I'm probably fine, none got in my mouth." Well, a teensy tiny bit did, but I wasn't going to tell her about that and worry her needlessly. Surely, it wasn't enough to infect me. My immune system was good at its job, I rarely caught the flu when everyone else had it.

"We should probably go to the nurse's office and file a report." She put a hand on my shoulder.

Shaking my head, I said, "Nah, there's nothing to tell. It's par for the course for the Tail Virus." I didn't need this in my life. The deadline for the Huntwell Film Society Scholarship was the Tuesday after graduation and I needed to write another two pages, get some more clips for the short film, and edit everything before then. It would be best if I just forgot about all this and kept my focus.

"Please don't make me go alone. I can't even get back into my pants because they've got no room for these." She indicated her large scaly balls.

Her cock wasn't quite back in its sheath yet and it was still quite a sight. "You've got a point." I grabbed her cardigan and said, "Hold this in front of you and I'll walk behind you."

As she grabbed the cardigan, she caught sight of her feet. "Aww, no! I loved those sneakers," she pouted.

"Who needs shoes when you've got badass dragon claws?" I nudged her. I needed everything to be normal again, like I hadn't just watched her grow a dick.

"I know you're trying to cheer me up." She leaned on the desk with one hand while she pulled her ruined sneakers off with the other. "But I liked the few pairs of shoes I had quite a bit."

"Maybe you could add a splash of color with anklets?" I offered.

"Hmm, that could work, I guess." Picking up the phone on the desk, she dialed the nurse's office. "This is Linnette at the library information kiosk reporting a Tail Virus incident at my desk. Infectious fluids are scattered about the nearby area and need cleanup." As the person on the other end spoke, her face reddened. Looking down at her transformed lower half, she said, "No, no. It was—It was me."

I could tell that took a lot out of her. It forced her to acknowledge that this truly bizarre event had actually happened and that she was the cause of it. My mind hadn't fully accepted what I'd just seen with my own two eyes. It felt impossible, like it was a jumble of post-modern surrealism.

"Mmmhmm," she continued, "a student was present during the episode and both of us will be heading to the infirmary promptly…Yes, we'll be walking straight from the library to the infirmary." After a couple more affirmations, she hung up the phone.

"They're preparing to lock down the hallways?" I asked.

"Yep, but it's after hours, so we can just start heading there. They have security on their way already." She tried to tie the cardigan around her waist, but the sleeves were too short, so she just held it in front of her crotch. Stepping away from the desk, she said, "Okay, follow close behind and glare at anyone who stares at my ass."

After the first couple steps, she said, "Walking with balls between your legs is so bizarre."

"I've always wondered how men put up with it," I said attempting to sound normal when I was blushing fiercely. The mere mention of her new parts brought back the memory of her balls dropping into her sac and her prick gushing like a turkey baster. I think some of her spunk had gotten up my nose because I was catching hints of bread dough and salmon even now that we were passing through the library's double doors.

Following her out of the library, I was the one who seemed unable to stop staring at her ass. It wasn't like I was into her or anything, she had a three foot dragon-scaled tail hanging off of it! And it was twitching and moving as she walked, as if her brain was trying to figure out how it worked. When we entered the main hallway, there was a security guard standing about halfway to the nurse's office that was scanning doors to make sure no one ran out into the hallway or poked their heads out to get a better look. Many teachers just closed their classroom doors while some stole glimpses before closing them.

The grey lockers lining the walls had been touched up with a less-faded grey and looked like the locker version of zombies. My school was so ugly that I was going to use it to film a post-apocalyptic survival movie someday. Well, when I did that, I was going to have to bring in some trash because it was spotless and, even though everything looked worn out, somehow most of it worked just fine. Probably Geoffrey's doing.

When we got to the nurse's office, Daren was waiting for us. His tight black curls never strayed more than a half inch from his scalp: a hairdo so perfect that I often daydreamed that he was an android. Every school now had at least one male nurse to combat the spread of the Tail Virus. Men could carry it, but they didn't get tails, or the powerful urges that led people to infect others.

The three beds in the room were separated by curtains that could be pulled across and everything was stark white or gray. The fluorescent overhead lamps in this room were making it bright enough that I was forced to squint until my eyes could adjust fully.

Daren closed the door behind us and handed each of us a yellow shopping bag. "First off, please put any contaminated clothing in these and wash them immediately once returning home."

"Aww, dang," I said when I looked down at my coral-colored blouse. There were specks of Linnette's cum all over it. Pulling it off, I shoved it in the bag. Keeping my back do Daren, I asked, "Can I get something to wear so I don't have to go home in my bra?"

"Of course!" Daren assured me. "What size women's T do you wear?"

"Large." Medium was always a bit too small for my bust.

"Here you are." He handed me a our highschool T-shirt which was black with a light tangerine logo on it that had been blatantly ripped off from the Thundercats. It was a lawsuit waiting to happen.

As I got the T-shirt on, Darren said, "They're now recommending that anyone who has been in contact with the Tail Virus take a course of antivirals. Shall I write you a prescription?"

"Nah, I didn't ingest any of it or anything." Worrying my parents when there was such a slim chance I'd get the Tail Virus would cost me a lot of time and I had stuff to do. It was for the best for everyone if I didn't risk them finding out about what happened today. Plus, this week, all the news outlets were reporting that the antivirals were having no effect. It made sense, the government was always trying to stay one step ahead of the virus and they'd try anything, even if it had barely any chance of working.

"Are you sure?" Linnette asked. "It's just a precaution."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "Stop trying to play mom. I'll be fine."

She chuckled. "Okay."

Daren pulled out a clipboard. "Could you two describe the incident?"

We only gave him the details he asked for, stuff about how fast the transformation took place, what sorts of sensations Linnette felt before the changes started, and finally, "Linnette, I'm going to be asking you about how you acquired the Tail Virus. I'm assuming you'd like Bianca to step out of the room for this part."

"No need, I have no idea how I acquired it. Honest, I haven't engaged in sexual activities with anyone or come into contact with anyone's sexual fluids for at least the past three months." She frowned. "Well, until today when…when I…I'm so sorry Bianca!"

I ran over and took her hand in mine. "It's okay! It's not your fault."

"I know, it's just—"

"No more apologising. I am going to be fine." I looked into her eyes. "Okay?"

Her feeling bad about it made it so much harder to deal with. If I could just move on and not have to think about it anymore, I figured I'd be way better off. And it would have been great if I'd also been able to stop glancing at her sheath, balls, feet, and tail.

"Okay." She gave my hand a squeeze.

"Bianca, I'll need you to wait outside while I examine Linnette's new anatomy to make sure it's healthy and in good order." Daren cut in.

"I'm feeling a bit shaken and would prefer she stay." She looked at me. "If that's alright with you?"

"Sure, I'll just turn my back so you don't feel embarrassed." I walked away from the side of the bed so Daren could inspect her.

"Thank you," she said.

"It's what friends are for." I flashed her a smile.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Daren did a visual examination of her feet, the scales on her ankles, her tail, and then her balls and sheath, all while lightly touching and asking if she had sensation. It seemed like he was checking for nerve damage or something. Then, he asked her, "Could you lift your balls for me? I'd like to make sure there's no problems with your female anatomy if that's okay with you."

The whole time I was watching, a stubborn blush sat on my cheeks. And when she lifted her balls, I closed my eyes and told myself not to look only to lose yet another battle with my curiosity and watch while keeping my head turned away. What I saw brought back the feeling of overwhelm from when I'd been watching her transform.

Her pussy was full, like every part of it was big. The lips were plump, the slit was long, and her clit was as thick as the end of my index finger. On top of it all, she was so wet that her mauve scales were glistening. I shuddered as I rubbed my thighs together, my pussy throbbing so hard I didn't know what to think of it. Then I realized that I really needed to pee. All this time I'd been distracted and forgotten I had a bladder. "Sorry Linnette, but I really gotta go," I said.

"It's fine, I'll be here when you get back," she replied.

"Bathroom's around the corner on the right," Daren said.

The bathroom was larger than I expected, an eight foot by ten foot room with tan tiles across the floor and half way up the wall. Across from the toilet and sink was a faucet at waist height with a couple feet of green garden hose attached to the spigot. Below it was a two-foot-square four-inch-high basin with a mop and bucket next to it.

Walking to the toilet, I pulled down my pants and panties. When I sat down, I gasped. "What the fuck?"

My panties were sopping wet and I didn't have the urge to pee anymore. I put my head in my hands thinking I'd wet myself, but when I got the courage to look more closely I found that it wasn't enough liquid. It had only just started soaking into the crotch of my pants and my whole pussy and inner thighs felt damp. Reaching between my legs, I found slick fem juices everywhere. Having my hand down there, my mind finally processed the overwhelm I'd been feeling and I started rubbing madly at my sex.

My body shook as I groaned and Linnette's transformation played through my mind. The way her tail felt when I grabbed it, the way her balls fell into their sac, her feet cutting through her shoes, and her cock growing down the side of her leg. And I could still smell her so strongly!

Masturbation had never felt like this. I'd never been this into anything in my life. It was as awesome as it was unexpected. My clit had never been this easy to find! Had I never gotten fully aroused? Did I simply not know what that felt like? At this rate, I was going to cum in less than thirty seconds!

Fuck! I thought Linnette was hot with a dick! I couldn't unknow that…Oh God, I was such a pervert! She was twice my age and I was going to cum thinking about her. Nothing could get my mind off what I'd seen, not taking deep breaths, not pulling my hand away, and not trying to tell myself that it made no sense to be this into her. When I tried any of that, tried to slow myself down, pent up anxiety started to take my breath away. My feelings were so strong, I had to express them, I had to—

The reveal of her large scaly snatch took center stage in my mind as I arched my back and came like I'd never done before. The toilet seat complained as my hips bucked so hard I thought I was going to fall right off it while I put my free hand over my mouth and attempted to muffle my screams of passion. When the second wave of orgasm crashed over me, I stomped my feet on the floor and thrashed until I was exhausted. And the whole time, I was thinking about Linnette's muff and how much I wanted to stick something in it.

As I came down from orgasm, my eyes widened. I wanted her, I wanted her so bad. How could that possibly be true? We weren't even in the same generation. Was it just because I liked women with cocks? What the hell was going on with me?

Shaking my head, I decided I was going to put all that away. Maybe I'd just gone too long without masturbating since I was working so hard on scholarship applications. I froze as my thoughts went to a bad place. Maybe I'd caught the Tail virus!

No way, no, there's no way the universe would do that to me. I had more than enough on my plate. And it made sense I'd get excited after seeing a transformation like that. I was just pent up and had gotten some free real life pornography.

After taking off my shoes, I got off the toilet, walked over to the basin, and got the water to run warm. Picking up the ivory bar of soap in a soap dish next to the spigot, I lathered up my hands and washed Linnette's scent off of my face. Then I started washing off my extreme wetness. I tried really hard not to bump my clit, but it was still quite engorged and I couldn't avoid it. The soap made things nice and slippery and I started to rub again because it just felt so damn good! I was bucking my hips while leaning on the wall in no time, then I was thinking about Linnette cumming in my mouth so I could taste her wonderful seed and feel it run down the back of my throat.

Deciding I needed to get it out of my system, I used my hands in all the right ways to get myself to a second orgasm. I even shoved three fingers inside myself once I'd washed off the soap. It felt so damn good to just give in and let my imagination run wild! In my mind, I was picturing Linnette taking me up against the wall. When I imagined her shoving her knot inside me and cumming, something incredibly hot and so very wrong happened. I imagined her teasing me, telling me that she was purposefully making sure she came inside me so that I'd get the Tail Virus and grow a nice big cock.

My legs wobbled as I breathed out to try and soften my orgasmic wails. I sounded like I was sobbing as I fell to my knees in the basin, but I was actually experiencing a hideous amount of pleasure. Hideous because I felt like trash for having such a bizarre kink and cumming my brains out to Linnette's misfortune.

After I finally stopped spasming, I washed, turned off the spigot, used paper towels to dry off, and then put my clothes back on sans my soaked panties. I just threw them in the trash not wanting to deal with with being seen carrying them back out. I unlocked and opened the door hoping that I'd gotten it all out of my system, that everything would return to normal.

That hope was shattered when I saw Daren putting a condom on a banana. "See? You have to make sure you start from the right side so it can—"

"Daren, I'm going to say this one last time, I have put a condom on a cock before. I know how it works. Please stop the sex-ed class."

"But you've never put one on your own penis," Daren protested.

"There shouldn't be any difference," I explained.

People like Daren were the reason no one listened in sex-ed. He was trying his best, but he was making things so awkward. The best sex-ed instructors made it personal and talked about it more like a dinner topic than something that needed to be explained to the idiot masses.

"But the statistics show that people are not properly educated about condom use." With that, Daren had crossed the threshold from someone who was helpful and meant well to total tool.

Pointing to herself, Linnette said, "I am not a statistic, I'm a single point of data in the properly educated section of the graph."

I didn't have time for this, I had to get home and work on my scholarship applications.

Daren grabbed a card from a pocket on his scrubs and handed it to Linnette. "Well, if you have any questions or run into any problems, like how to properly apply a condom, you can call the twenty-four hour Tail Virus helpline or use the website." He handed me the same card, and before I could protest that I didn't have the virus, he continued, "Also on the website is an anonymous survey where you can answer questions about your specific strain of the Tail Virus to help the CDC map out characteristics of the different strains."

Linnette rolled her eyes when Daren focused on me. As he spoke, my patience finally ran out. "If you experience any symptoms, call the Tail Virus help line and they will help you—"

"Figure out how to put condoms on bananas, got it!" I grinned.

Linnette laughed so hard she started snorting.

He sighed. "Just, please keep the card, will you?"

I put it in my pocket. "There, I'll have it until my jeans go through the wash."

Daren put his head in his hands.

Walking up to Linnette, I gave her a hug and then said, "I gotta get home and start working on stuff. If you need me, I'm only a call away."

"Okay! See you on Wednesday if I don't see you before then."

"And, just to make sure, are you going to be alright? You just got a bomb dropped on you."

"Honey, I was the bomb. I exploded." She blushed as the head of her dragon dick came out of her sheath.

I was too busy staring to laugh. Some of her seed had definitely gone up my nose because I was still smelling her and that was making me wonder what a full blast from her would taste like.

She continued, "Damn, I'm so confused. I've always felt like my femininity was a big part of who I was and…I don't know whether or not having a cock will change how I feel."

Snapping myself out of it, I said, "Some of the most feminine and nurturing people I've ever met are men. Heck, my dad's been more of a homemaker and shoulder to cry on than my mom. I don't think the equipment matters."

"So true." She smiled. "I'll give you a call if I need more of that quick-witted wisdom."

"Let's just plan to check in on Sunday morning," I said, feeling like I was getting feverish. "I'm sure you'll have a lot to talk about."

Part 2

The blackout curtains in my room made late morning into twilight. I would have opened them, but after waking up to sweat soaking my sheets, I was just laying in my bed with every inch of my skin feeling sensitive. The flu often did this to me and sometimes it intensified into a full body itch. It was kinda funny that I'd gotten the flu instead of the Tail Virus, but it sucked that I had to deal with feeling crappy when I had so much to do.

I stared at the glow-in-the-dark stars I'd put all over my ceiling when I was eleven while my parents were sleeping. My dad had teased me about being afraid of climbing the ladder, and for that entire week, I was waiting for my parents to go to bed so I could take out the ladder and try going one step higher. It took my parents a month to notice that the stars were up there and neither of them remembered helping me do it. I let it remain a mystery for a long time.

On my wall was a framed movie poster for "Amelie" next to a wall scroll for "Kimi no Na wa." Under them, on top of my dresser, stood an army of figurines I'd found in thrift stores. One section was all dinosaurs that were featherless, and otherwise outdated according to current paleontology, including a brontosaurus nearly a foot tall.

Next to them was a smattering of superheroes and protagonists from ancient children's cartoons. Amongst those were all four Ninja Turtles from the original run of the show. The anime section was just a smattering of whatever was popular in the US over the past few decades. My favorite figurine was a six-inch-tall Yugi from Yu-gi-oh! I giggled every time I saw the purple and black plastic between his hair spikes. Like, his hairstyle literally had nonsensical color accents built in. He was so extra that it made me smile.

Other than all that, my room was a place to store video recording equipment and the industrial wire shelf on the wall opposite my dresser was overflowing with it. There was outdated stuff I should get rid of but was unsure of whether I could replace. There was lower grade equipment that I had as a backup, and, finally, the expensive stuff that I used all the time.

As I gazed lovingly at those full shelves, I realized I needed a couple shots of myself working at my desk to splice in during a voiceover I'd already recorded. With a groan, I got off my bed and opened my curtains. I closed my eyes and hissed at the light that was now pouring into my room. Whenever I let the sun in, I got a taste of what a vampire would feel when thrust into daylight. It took me a minute or two to feel awake enough to put my pajama pants on and shuffle downstairs to get breakfast.

Both of my parents were already up and doing stuff somewhere in town, so I just brought a giant bowl of cornflakes back to my room and switched between shoveling spoonfuls in my mouth and setting up for recording myself at my desk. Since Friday night, it seemed every time I got food, I needed three servings. Normally, when I got sick, my appetite suffered. It was odd to have hunger pangs that were as bad as stomach aches. I figured it would pass once I got over whatever was ailing me.

Just before I got done with my cornflakes, my phone rang. Detaching it from its charger, I answered the call from Linnette with a lazy, "Hey, hey."

"Hope I didn't wake you," her voice was warm and far more energetic than mine.

"Nah, I'm nearly done with breakfast." My spoon made the glass bowl ring as I scooped up more cornflakes.

"I take it you didn't get any Tail Virus symptoms since we last saw each other?"

I shook my head and then realized I was on the phone and said, "Nope." Making her worry about the chills and fever I'd had wasn't necessary.

"Good." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, do you still have no idea how you got the Tail Virus?" I asked.

"You know, I've been thinking about that. I have interacted with students who had it, but I've never been in contact with their fluids." She paused.

"At least, as far as you know," I observed.

"Eeeeewwwww! Don't even go there!"

I grimaced. "Sorry, but the only way to get the Tail Virus is to come into contact with sexual fluids from a recently-transformed victim. That doesn't leave many options."

She sighed. "You're right, but I'm still going to hold it against you."

I laughed. "Fair enough…I have no idea if I'm onto something or not, but do you remember anything odd that happened semi-recently?"

"Ugg, alright. Let me think." She paused for a minute. "A female donkey mosaic wearing very baggy pants offered to buy me a latte out of the blue. I remember feeling bad for her. So many victims of the hermaphroditic strain end up in ugly baggy pants. I think I'm going to be wearing lots of skirts."

"I'd take baggy pants over skirts any day," I said.

She paused. "Hmm, you've never worn a skirt, have you?"

"I wore a skirt…once." Trying to get us back on track, I asked, "So, this mosaic just offered to get you a latte for no obvious reason?"

"Kinda? She asked me for help finding a book on the French Revolution, but she couldn't tell me which class it was for. Then, when I found the book and we got back to my desk, she offered to get me a latte for my trouble."

"Uhh, that is pretty odd." I thought for a moment. "What did you end up getting?"

"That's where it gets really strange, I told her I was more in the mood for some green tea with soymilk, but she insisted I try the salted caramel latte from the Twin Mermaid down the street." She inhaled sharply. "You don't think she…I can't even say it."

"Well, did it taste odd?"

"Eeeew!" She sounded like the sheltered girl in a teen who'd just caught her brother making out with her best friend.

I waited for her to recover and then asked, "So, you didn't notice any odd aftertaste or anything?"

"Not really, what would it have tasted like?"

"Salted caramel?" I quipped.

"You are terrible!" she said.

"It's how I cope."

She chuckled. "You think I should report that incident?"

"The trash got removed, so I doubt they could find the cup. I don't think we have any evidence. Maybe we should see if we can try to find her and then go from there?"

"Sure, there can't be that many donkey girls with bad emergency fashion sense at school."

"Let's switch to something way more fun." My heart picked up its pace as I asked, "Have you had more symptoms?"

"Fun for you, maybe." Linnette chuckled. "Yesterday was a wild ride."

"Oh, something happen?" I asked.

"Few more scales, minor changes here and there, and I'm sure you can guess the rest," she said.

I blushed. "Urges?"

"Umm." She paused. "That is how the virus works."

Immediately, I was annoyed that she was being so indirect. I'd feel bad if I pried too hard, but I wanted to at least try to get more details. "It's fine if you don't want to talk about it, but I'd be happy to listen."

"Thanks for offering, but it would be inappropriate." Her voice was distant and sad.

"Why would it be inappropriate?" Stroking my hand down my belly, I pulled the phone away from my face so I could huff in delight and not be heard.

It was almost better not knowing what she'd done. I was imagining all sorts of scenarios, her jerking off in a bathroom stall at the canal museum trying not to make too much noise, her waking up with morning wood and having to cum quickly so that she could leave the house with her sister, her getting hard when her sister was sitting right next to her and trying to hide it, and her accidentally giving her sister the Tail Virus! That last one was so evil, so wrong. Why did it make me shiver and want to rub my pussy against my seat?

"Because you're a high school student and I'm the librarian at your school? I thought it was obvious."

I almost said, "But, you came all over my face yesterday." Instead, I just voiced thoughts that had been drifting through my head over the last day or so, "We're both adults and I saw you…change yesterday. It's not like you grade my papers or anything. There's no real power imbalance."

"Hmm, it's not like I'm pushing it on you." She sighed. "I'm still not sure it's a good idea to involve you in that part of my life."

Now I was sounding sad. "If it makes you uncomfortable to talk to me about it, I won't pry."

"It's not making me uncomfortable." She groaned. "When I think about talking to you about yesterday, it has a…different…effect. And that response is what's making me uncomfortable."

The way she said the word "different" had me grabbing at my right breast. My heart raced as I asked, "Why?"

"Because you're still in high school and I feel like a pervert getting excited about telling you lurid details about my life."

"You've got the Tail Virus, it's—"

She cut in. "That's no excuse. Level of arousal cannot be a factor in determining whether someone was in the wrong or not. That's a slippery slope I cannot abide."

I raised my voice in exasperation, "But I don't mind, Linnette. I'm telling you it's okay for you to talk to me about that stuff and I don't mind if you get hard while doing it."

"But it's not okay. You were so shocked and overwhelmed yesterday that I was worried about you. If I go over this bridge with you and bring sex into our friendship, I'll have to deal with the fact that you're just humoring me and trying to be a good friend. I don't want you doing that." She sounded so distraught that I was starting to worry.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to get up the nerve to tell her about what I'd done in the bathroom after seeing her dragon pussy. It seemed easy as just saying the words, but I waited and they didn't come out. I thought she'd be disgusted with me for sexualizing her misfortune, and even worse, I didn't want anyone to know about my kink. "But I don't mind! I am here for you and I'm not overwhelmed by what happened yesterday anymore."

"I'm sorry, I need time to think. Let's talk later, okay?" Her voice was flat, like she was suddenly free of all the emotions she'd been expressing.

When she got like this, I knew I couldn't push her anymore, so I said, "Sure."

When she hung up, the silence hurt as much as the loud bangs from too-close fireworks. I just stared at my phone, crotch tingling just to mess with me. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I reeled from what felt like the worst disagreement we'd had. I was attracted to her and she shared that attraction and was disgusted with herself for it. We were both disgusted with ourselves.

If I'd told her the truth, I would have probably gotten to hear her talk about yesterday and satisfied both my curiosity and my libido. But I was too fucking ashamed to do that.

Not wanting to feel what I was feeling, I made sure my Panasonic HC-X1 camcorder was secure on its tripod and then sat at my desk and opened my laptop. I figured working on some video editing for my short film would look good as a clip and opened up Final Cut. I got several thirty second clips of me working from different angles before I decided that was good enough. Since I was already editing and had some momentum, I kept working, but that didn't last long.

The screen became heavily distorted as my eyes filled with tears. I wiped them away and tried to keep editing a few times before I gave up, grabbed Billy from my dresser, and flopped into my bed. I had no explanation for why this stupid puke green brontosaurus was my crying buddy, but he'd been with me since I was seven. Holding him against my chest, I wailed and let myself feel like a total fuckup. I'd made Linnette uncomfortable, I'd hidden how I really felt from her, and I wanted to masturbate but was worried I'd think about her if I did. None of it made any sense. I'd never had a crush on a woman even though I'd long suspected I was bisexual. And I didn't even know if this was a crush. All I wanted was to hear her cum again, hear her talk about her new life with a cock so I could get off to it.

I was the worst person. The absolute worst.

My crying stretched on until my hands ached from clutching Billy so hard, until I had lost track of time and tears. Then I was just lying there while staring at the giant oak tree in our front yard through my sheer privacy curtains while feeling painfully empty.

This was silly! Since when did I let new discoveries about myself ruin my day? My attraction to Linnette was mixed with a deep friendship. We were best friends, for God's sake! I wanted to be there for her, to let her vent her frustrations like I always did, like she'd done for me…the getting off was a side benefit. Or was it the main event this time? Even if it was, it wasn't like she wasn't going to get anything out of it. She'd probably jack off while telling me the story, and if she knew I was doing the same, she wouldn't feel as embarrassed about it.

Wishful thinking, for sure, but I was the type of girl that tried things. I was the type of girl that called my friends back to tell the truth. Well, after I'd had more time to recover.

Every bit of sadness that lifted from me was replaced by a mixture of anxiety and hopeful horniness. My hands drifted over my sensitive nipples, belly, and sides as I started feeling warm everywhere, like I was having another fever. Except this time, I didn't feel ill, I felt energetic and, well, hot.

Brushing my fingers over my clit, I barked out a moan. I let out a frustrated groan as I peeled off my pajama pants and panties. Then I grabbed my simple egg-shaped vibrator and some lube out of the top drawer of my nightstand and started playing. First, I rubbed my vibrator over my clit and mound while cursing at how good it felt. Then, I popped the egg inside and kicked at the bed while I thought about Linnette pressing up against my side while cuddling me and encouraging me to cum for her.

A minute later, I turned off the vibrator and exchanged Billy for my phone and my hands-free headset. If I didn't call Linnette soon, we wouldn't have much time for the conversation that we needed to have before she went to volunteer at the parrot shelter.

Sitting naked on my bed with my phone in my hand, I was nervously asking myself a flurry of "what ifs." I turned on my vibrator and teased my clit trying to push all that fear out of my mind. Anything was worth trying at this point, I needed to get over myself and talk to her. Using pleasure to override my anxiety and promising I would be happier knowing her response, I unlocked my phone and called her.

When she picked up, I said, "Hello?"

"Hi, I still need some time to think," she said.

Cupping my muff with my hand, I shivered. The urge to moan right into the phone was intoxicating. "I have something I need to tell you and then I can let you be."

"What's that buzzing?"

I blushed beet red. My vibrator was still on! Riding the rising tide of arousal inside me, I said, "My vibrator."

"What!?" She said it so loud I wanted to pull my earbuds out.

Biting back my nervousness, I let the truth spill out of me. "I lied. I wanted to hear you talk about yesterday because…" Words were refusing to come to me. "Because I—On Friday, I wasn't overwhelmed. Well, I thought I was, but when I ran off to the bathroom I masturbated thinking about you transforming and…I'm so sorry. I snuck a peek at your pussy when you lifted your balls. And—and—"

"Slow down." She took a deep breath. "Are you trying to tell me that you're attracted to me?"

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed as I bucked against my hand.

"And you're masturbating right now thinking about me?" Her voice was soft, cautious.

Her knowing how I felt and still being willing to talk to me only made me want to go harder. I turned up the intensity on the vibrator. "Mmmnnnhhh! Those scales are so sexy! And your thighs and your ass and your dragon pussy and—AAAH!—your cock!"

"What has gotten into you?" She let out a groan that made me even wetter.

"Are you touching yourself?" I asked.

"Wait, back up, you liked seeing me change?"

"I'm sorry! I know it's a weird kink." I bit my lip.

"We all have at least some weird kinks." She chuckled. "I was under the impression that you weren't all that interested in sex. Everyone else I know talks far more about boys and girls than you."

"You don't mind?"

Another groan came from her. "Why would I? Kinks aren't conscious decisions."

"Are you stroking your cock?" I asked.

"Y-yes." I could barely hear her she was so quiet.

"Unf! What do the b-barbs feel like?" I was now thrusting my hips so hard that my bed was complaining.

"They're very sensitive. Like, they're soft enough I can bend them and, when I do, it feels reeaaally good." She moaned.

My clit was so big! I couldn't believe how aroused I was. It felt bigger than it was on Friday. "What changed yesterday?"

"My cock gained two inches and my tail gained six, I got scales going up past my knees and up to my belly button. I've got some belly scales that are mauve like the ones that are—" she gasped, "around my pussy."

"I want to see! Can we do a video call?"

"There's no need for that, I could just snap a picture and send it."

Bringing all my courage to bear, I said, "But I want to see what you're doing while we talk."

"You're really that into me? You want to watch me masturbate?" The awe in her voice made me a bit self-conscious.

"Yes!" I moaned stroking my inch-long clit like a little prick. Since when was my clit this amazing?

"Okay! Skype me back." She hung up.

I set my laptop on the bed and then called her back. "Okay, so everything working good? Can hear me okay?"

"Yes, all good on my end," her words were coming out unevenly because she was a bit nervous. Her breasts weren't as big as mine, but they still fit her stocky frame well. Her bit of extra around the middle made her look wonderfully cuddly. The mauve belly scales had made it up to her belly button and were larger than the red scales that flanked them. She was using a selfie stick to give me a nice view of her upper body including her face.

"Oh my! You ditched your clothes already." My eyes were wide in appreciation as I said, "And, news flash, you're beautiful!"

She waved her free hand dismissively. "Oh, you don't have to go that far. I'm just an overweight middle-aged woman who happens to have some scales."

"I've never been more attracted to a woman in my life," I said, meaning it.

With a deep blush, she said, "Oh, now you're just buttering me up."

"I'm dead serious."

"Even though you can't see my cock from this angle?" She tilted her head. "I thought that's what did it for you?"

"Me too, but apparently there's more to it." I shrugged. "Here, let me show you the goods." I flashed my pussy at my laptop's camera and then pulled up my oversized T to show her my belly and just a hint of my bust. I was going to do a nice reveal of those later.

"God, if I'm beautiful, you're Aphrodite herself." She moved her phone so I could see her erection. With those two extra inches, her cock was looking monstrous, in a good way. It was so hard that it was bouncing with her heartbeat and seeing it on her made her go from beautiful to the hottest thing I'd ever seen. She stroked herself slowly, saying, "Look at what you've done to me."

I whimpered as I tried not to cum, but lost it when she started stroking herself. Her barbs were flicking back into place whenever her hand slid fully over them and her moans were as deep and sensual as what I'd heard in the library. As I came, my clit got even more engorged becoming as big the end of my pinky finger. I thrashed on the bed nearly knocking my laptop off while moaning with abandon.

The moment I was quiet enough so she could speak, Linnette said, "Wow!"

Having to stop touching myself so I could speak, I asked, "How are you feeling about your cock? You still sad you have it?"

"Mixed feelings, still. But it does offer some incredible sensations." She grabbed at her knot and squeezed which made her grunt and shove her hips forward as a bead of pre formed at the tip. "Especially the knot."

I didn't allow myself to tell her that I wanted her to knot me and fill me. That was likely going too far. "How about your pussy? Do you like the changes there?" Taking off my T-shirt, I finally put my breasts on display.

Her eyes went wide. "No wonder you have me massage your back sometimes."

"Yep, that's the price of triple D's," I squeezed them between my arms like I'd seen in some porn on the internet. Sexy poses were outside my expertise, but I figured I'd at least try.

"Oh! You asked me about my pussy." She moved the phone down and lifted her scaly balls slowly. Her snatch, thighs, everything was covered by scales in that area and her sex was every bit as full and spectacular as I'd seen on Friday. Her clit was even a bit larger, even bigger than the end of my index finger. "It's huge! And it has more sensation than ever before."

"Fuck that's hot! Before I saw you on Friday, I didn't know my clit could even get this big!" I put my legs on either side of my laptop and spread myself for Linnette. My clit was standing over an inch tall now and throbbing like crazy.

"Is…" she brought her phone closer to her face, "…your clit growing?"

I'd been watching her and not my clit and when my eyes fell on it, it was reaching out from my loins and was the size of one of those baby carrots. "No! Nope! No, no no! Uh-uh, this isn't cool."

"I'm so sorry." Linnette put her free hand over her mouth.

My clit clearly wasn't going to stop, it was passing two inches on its way to three. As I watched in horror, it reached three inches long and my tailbone started pressing against my bed. "God damn it!"

As she repeated her condolences, I got a strange impulse and went over to my tripod so I could aim the camcorder at my bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Getting 4K video of my transformation. If I'm gonna get fucked by the universe, I may as well try to make lemonade out of it," I said.

She laughed, caught off guard by my angry rambling. "I don't think that's how that saying goes."

"I don't even like lemonade," I said, pouting. "Orange juice has a similar sweet and sour thing going on and tastes way better."

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I just don't need this right now." I laid on my side in view of the camera.

"So true." She frowned.

As I lay on my bed wallowing in defeat, my mind, desperate to find the silver lining in everything, went to work. What use was pouting? I'd heard it felt really good when the Tail Virus changed you. If I just stayed angry the whole time, I'd be missing out and wouldn't accomplish anything. And I was barely able to keep my hands off of myself as it was. Pleasure was starting to flood into me as my tail pressed out. Reaching down to my now three and a half inch clit, I said, "You know, this is only going to happen once. Let's stop feeling sorry for me and try to enjoy this."

"Sure, I can try to do that." Linnette's erection had subsided a bit, but as she asked, "Does it feel good?" it started getting hard again.

"AAAAH! Wow!" I replied finally grasping my clit. The sparks of pleasure from that shaft were almost too intense. I got some lube and then moaned as I thrusted into my grip. "Feels fantastic!"

She stroked her massive prick while watching me intently, "My tail felt amazing when it came in, are you getting one yet?"

"Yeah, I am," I stammered out between moans. My clit was just getting long enough that it was sticking out past my fist when I stroked myself. It was harder to thrust on my side, but it was giving Linnette a better view. The video camera had a higher vantage point and had a view of my tail coming out as well. The scales on the underside of my tail were tickling me as it reached a few inches long. It wasn't growing nearly as fast as my dick.

"You're getting thick! Maybe you'll be even bigger than me," she said as she started bucking into her hands hard enough that her balls were flopping against her crotch.

After a long gasp, I said, "Please, no."

"Oh dear! I'm actually getting bigger, look!" She pulled her hands away.

As my shaft crested five inches long, hers gained another inch. "How long is it?"

"Let's find out!" She rolled on her bed and grabbed her fabric measuring tape right off of the nightstand.

"Oh, so you've been measuring yourself?" I teased.

"Shush! I'm just keeping track of changes." She held the tape at the base of her cock and strung it up the front of it. "Fourteen and a quarter, no, and a half, no…it's still going!"

I watched her gain a whole 'nother inch while grabbing the cord of my egg vibrator and toying with it inside me. When she reached fifteen and a half inches, I got an idea. "I bet you're long enough to suck yourself off."

She looked at me for a moment and then her shaft and said, "Oh dear, you're going to turn me into a real kinkster." Tossing the measuring tape aside, she curled in on herself and took the end of her dick into her mouth. She whined at how good it felt and grabbed her thighs so she could tuck further in on herself.

There was this smoldering tugging going on deep in my pussy or somewhere near where it ended. My prick spurted clear pre across the bed as I got a cum hole and a little orgasm. Little, but long-lasting. It was like hot liquid was traveling down toward my pussy. I moaned until I was out of air and had to force a breath. Then I couldn't breathe as I rolled onto my back and squirmed atop my blue-diamond-patterned quilt. Feeling the area below my dick, I found a scaly sac just like the one Linnette had grown. Each scale was so wonderfully smooth and the boundary between them was not rough at all. They were just like Linnette's scales. While touching them, I stroked myself even harder.

"No! I'm getting balls!" I cried out as that tugging sensation reached the point just above my sac. "I don't need balls. Why do I have to have ba—AAAAHHHH! YES!" They popped into my sac as my cock formed a ring just shy of its midpoint. I came and thrashed on my bed, but nothing came out of my prick at first. It just burned in my hands as it kept twitching and trying to make a mess.

The head of my cock flattened and widened. Then, as a knot formed at the base, a knot that was so sensitive I immediately started grabbing at it, spurts of my cream started to come out. As this happened, I yelled, "OH YES! YES! YEEESSSS!"

Linnette made a muffled scream while still sucking on her shaft. Then it pulsed, then she was struggling to swallow with her eyes wide as dinner plates. Her deep muffled moans made my whole body hot. Eventually, she pulled her mouth off to breathe and got hit right in the face by her last spurt. She just started laughing while her own cum dripped from her cheek.

I reached under my testes, which were larger than ping pong balls, and stroked at the spot my clit had been. It made some sort of weird sense I was getting my clit back and, as I stroked down there, a little nub grew to the size of a large marble. I came before it reached full size, flopping on my bed like a fish in a boat. I had no idea what I was screaming, but the combination of my clit and my egg vibrator were driving me insane.

Unable to watch me play with my pussy without joining in, Linnette used a big clear vibrator with a part that came out to stimulate her clit and worked herself up to an orgasm not long after I'd cum. As she came, she belted out, "OH BIANCA!"

Seeing her, I couldn't stop myself and swiftly reached another peak. "OH LINNETTE!"

Despite our bodies' desire to spasm, we looked at each other's faces enjoying every pleasured grin and gasp. We were still staring at each other after our orgasms had ended and I kept quiet because I didn't want to break the cozy silence between us.

"That was…I don't know what that was. I've never—" She wiped some of her jizz off her lips with the back of her right hand and then licked it off. "I am so pleased. Never felt this satisfied before."

"Me neither!" I smiled as I traced my fingers along the cyan belly scales that were offering a mild comfortable pleasure as they replaced the skin on my labia and inner thighs. These were like belly scales, the other scales going down toward my knees, were red and black.

"Your dick looks a bit equine," she observed.

Looking at the broad head with a ridge of beads along the edge, I said, "Yeah, do you think it looks gross?"

"I wouldn't say that," she blushed.

"Do you have a thing for horse cocks?"

"I mean, who doesn't?" She shrugged.

I laughed. "Well, I never really thought about it, but it does look like it would feel good."

She moaned. "Oh no, I shouldn't think about that."

"Why not? It's okay if you think about me in that way. We just masturbated together."

"But actual sex is a whole 'nother ballgame." She bit her lip.

"Well, we would be playing with each other's balls." I grinned wishing she had the afternoon off and I could go to her house so we could each experience our first time using our pricks. Now that I'd opened up to her, the nervousness had evaporated and all that lust I had for her was freely flowing through me.

Her prick pulsed and stopped shrinking back into its sheath. "That does sound fun, but I'm going to need some time to think about it."

"Not that it matters for you making your decision, but you know that testes developed from the tail virus aren't fertile for like a year, right?"

"Oh, I thought that was a rumor," she said.

"I'll send you the article. They did a study on it a couple years ago." I grabbed some tissues out of the kleenex box on my nightstand and cleaned my hands and breasts off a bit.

"Sure! I'll read it when I'm bored at my friend's barbecue," she said. "You're okay if we don't do anything sexual on Wednesday, right?"

"As long as you don't mind me running to your bathroom to get off. Because that's my life now." I flopped onto my back and stared at the ceiling.

"I'll probably do the same at some point." She sighed. "It's probably good for stress relief, but masturbating a couple times a day is a big commitment."

"Yeah, my life has just been eat, drink, schoolwork, hang out with friends, and sleep. Masturbate maybe once a week?" I looked down at my prick, which was almost fully in its sheath. "Now I got him to worry about."

"I wish I had better news, but my pussy has needed just as much attention since it got all scaly."

"Grrreeeeaaaat," I droned out. Another problem popped into my head as I thought about the implications of my transformed body: What the hell was I going to wear to school tomorrow?

Part 3

Watching my scaly balls flop around while I did my morning stretches was far more amusing than it had any right to be. At the end of my routine, I made the mistake of shaking my hips to make them swing on purpose and ended up exciting my gigantic new clit. Not looking down due to the risk of exciting my unclothed recent addition, I applied the tiny bit of makeup I liked to have on my freckled cheeks and around my light blue eyes. When I reached into my makeup drawer to grab my transparent strawberry-tinted lip gloss, the equine head of my cock was poked out as if to say, "Good morning, Bianca. Hope you haven't forgotten about me."

When my dick started to push out of its scaly sheath, I realized I was staring at it and focused on putting my lip gloss on instead. The lack of encouragement didn't stop my building erection, however, and I was half-hard by the time I was done. Looking down at my prick, I said, "You're as big of an attention whore as Crystal's dog." My prick had held me hostage three more times after I came for Linnette yesterday. It had also grown a whole 'nother inch and I was really hoping it was done.

The simple act of putting my lip gloss into my backpack got my balls to rub against my clit and the scales on my inner thighs. With a frustrated groan, I grabbed my vibrator, went into the bathroom, and kneeled in the tub. There, I stroked myself with my left hand while guiding my vibrator with my right. I could have teased myself or gone a bit slower to make things more satisfying, but I had to get on with my day, so I just went as fast as the lubrication from my pre would allow and came within a couple minutes. After I'd fired all my spunk across the length of the tub, I tilted my dick toward my face and stared at the fully-flared head. I don't know why I found the flare so attractive, but gazing at it right after I came never got old, especially when some of my thick seed was dribbling from the cum hole.

After taking my vibrator out and carefully washing off my lower half without splashing any water on my makeup, I walked into my parents' bedroom looking for something I could wear. I'd worn a housecoat all yesterday, even to dinner where I'd told my parents I'd been feeling ill and that I'd be in my room the rest of the night. Sure, I should have gone shopping yesterday, but all my masturbating had cut into the time I needed to spend on my scholarship applications.

I'd have to go to the store after school today, but right now I just needed to borrow a pair of my dad's jeans while he was downstairs chatting to mom. I didn't own a skirt and had no plans to wear one, ever.

The jeans in my dad's hamper had a bit of mud on them, so I went over to his dresser and opened the drawer he kept his jeans in. Once I had a pair of dark blue ones with some nice fading around the knees, I went back into my room and used my belt to hold them up. The result was ridiculous: I had to roll the legs into thick cuffs because they were way too long, the crotch was baggier than necessary to hide my equipment, the butt was so roomy that it wasn't even touching my backside, and my toned thighs had over an inch of room around them. It was good that I wasn't going to be on camera today.

Putting on my socks and then my backpack, I mentally prepared myself for the questions I'd likely get the moment I was in the kitchen.

As I left my room, I grabbed the hard case that I kept my camera equipment in with one hand and the handle on my tripod with the other. While I was going down the stairs, the stiff cuffs caught on the steps pulling the legs of my dad's jeans up. By the time I got to the bottom, I was rethinking whether these pants were going to work after all. The lack of panties was causing my junk to bounce around and that was not a part of my anatomy I could afford to excite.

After setting my things down in the entryway, I went into our white-and-tan-tiled kitchen to find mom and dad sitting at the table. My mom was reading the finance section of the newspaper while my dad was scrolling through twitter on his phone. Both of were eating bread with jam, though dad had used twice as much jam as mom. Mom's plate had one speck of cheesy scrambled eggs on it while dad's had bits of breakfast sausage and scrambled eggs strewn across it. He was scooping the last bits of it onto his toast despite the butter and jam already on it. His obsession for mixing sweet and savory was a sight to behold.

Looking up from his phone as I passed by, dad said, "We're out of cornflakes, but there's plenty of eggs and sausage left."

"Thanks!" I said as I grabbed a plate out of the cupboard. I piled the rest of the scrambled eggs and sausage on my plate suddenly feeling hungry enough that two servings wasn't enough. I put four pieces of toast in the toaster and then sat down at the table.

Before dad could ask me any questions, I stabbed some eggs and some sausage with my fork and put it all in my mouth. Stalling wasn't going to work, but I figured I'd try anyway.

Dad's frizzy dirty blonde hair defied gravity above his round clean-shaven face. He raised an eyebrow as he asked, "So, may I ask why you're wearing my jeans?"

Putting down the newspaper, mom said, "What?" Mom's chin was pointier than mine, but she was where I got my red hair from, though hers was a shade more orange than mine.

Holding up a finger, I took my time chewing so I could weigh my options. Mom was a human lie detector, it was basically her job, and dad would be heartbroken if I put off telling him until my changes got so far along that they were obvious. But surely I could wait just one more day, right?

After taking a drink from the glass of orange juice dad had poured for me, I said, "I forgot to do my laundry."

Mom raised an eyebrow, "You did your laundry two days ago."

Her stare had my stomach knotting up. "I accidentally used too much soap and my jeans are making me itchy?" I cringed because I'd used the wrong intonation.

"Bianca, whatever it is, you can tell us," dad said.

Having no way out other than to dig myself in deeper, I tried, "No, seriously, my clothes are making me itchy and I have to rewash them." I forced my face to stay in a neutral expression telling myself that I was doing the right thing. That I'd risk being late for school if I told them now.

Nothing was as unnerving as my mother's calmness when I was trying to deceive her. "Then why isn't that blouse, or your bra, making you itchy?"

Lying had this awful problem that it had to be maintained and I was running out of explanations. I paused to think, my neck muscles tensing up until they ached. "I had them from an earlier load?"

Mom's brow was scrunched in concern. "Honey, did someone hurt you?"

"Do you need a hug?" dad offered.

If I let this go on, they were going to draw conclusions that made the conversation even harder. So, I swallowed and said, "I caught the Tail Virus."

"Very funny," dad said not meaning it.

Mom stared at me and then blinked. "She's not joking."

"Oh, honey…" Dad reached across the round pinewood table and grabbed my hand.

Mom folded up her newspaper and laid it flat on the table. She smoothed out the wrinkles in it as she spoke. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I'd been distracting myself with more breakfast and had to finish chewing before I said, "Not really, I'm still graduating. Life has to go on, right?"

"What's changed so far?" Dad was gripping the table anxiously and now I was getting anxious too.

I blushed. "I…uhh…have new parts."

"Parts plural?" Dad's eyes widened.

I nodded.

Mom grimaced.

Dad just sat there while I got my toast and spread butter and orange marmalade on it.

Mom was reading something on her phone and asked, "Are you having any dysphoria?

"No, I'm mostly annoyed about the change in my libido. Well, and the possibility that none of my clothes will fit a week from now." I frowned as I sat back at the table. My balls felt so odd just sitting there between my thighs, and ever since I'd gained them, I'd been sitting with my legs further apart.

"We'll chip in to help you buy new clothes or get your old ones altered," Dad offered.

"Are you experiencing any physical pain associated with your changes?" Clearly, mom was running through some sort of checklist. But I didn't mind because she was the best person to have around in a crisis.

"No pain so far." I took a big bite of one of my pieces of toast, glad neither of them had investigated my comment about my libido. I'd said it more to be up front about how I felt than to have it become the topic of conversation.

"Oh, good." Her eyes drifted over my plate full of protein and carbs. "I'm guessing you have experienced a change in your appetite?"

I nodded. "I've been eating like three times what I normally do. Can the Tail Virus make people gain weight or something?"

"Not in the way you're thinking. It says here that smaller appetite differences can be linked to growing a tail and such, but a very large increase, like the one you're experiencing, could be linked to you growing taller or, very rarely, becoming a taur." She looked up from her phone. "I hope it's not the latter because that seems very inconvenient."

"You and me both." I paused for a moment thinking about the prospects of being taller like hitting my head on things, easily taking things off the top shelf in the supermarket, intimidating jocks at school, and getting good shots by holding my camera above other people's heads. I wasn't seeing very many downsides, but I didn't know for sure that I'd get taller and not turn into a taur, so I had to ask, "Should I eat less to prevent that from happening?"

Mom said, "No, people on low calorie diets have a high mortality rate when infected by the Tail Virus. You should absolutely keep eating however much you feel hungry for."

"She could die?" Dad's face was pale in panic.

"It's a risk with any infectious disease, but she's young and properly fed. She'll be fine." Mom typed something on her phone and then set it down.

"Do you want me to make more scrambled eggs or sausage? You sure you have enough?" Dad asked.

I laughed. "Yes, I have plenty."

"I'm just glad we know why everything in the fridge has been disappearing," mom said.

"Sorry about that, I should have told you two sooner, but I just…I don't know." I shrugged.

"Someday, you're going to figure out that talking about your problems makes things better and not worse," dad said.

"But I like pretending I don't have any," I complained.

Dad chuckled.

Mom looked at me, "Do you have a penis?"

"Mom!?" I dropped my fork.

"Look, I'm assuming you have one due to what you said earlier, but assumptions are problematic. Especially, when you're making them about your own children."

"Why does it matter whether I have one or not?" I furrowed my brow.

She made a gesture with her palms up trying to look as non-threatening as possible. Her intensity tended to scare people, so she often tried to use gestures to seem less intimidating. "Because I want to know what you're going through so I can be prepared to help if you need me. And because I wanted to say, regardless of what you have down there, I consider you every bit as much a woman as before."

"I feel the same," Dad said.

"Aww, that actually means a lot." I smiled.

They just sat there expectantly.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, fine! Your daughter now has a penis."

Mom grabbed my hand and squeezed: it was her way of hugging.

Getting up, dad hugged me from behind and kissed the back of my head. "You're still our little girl, okay? We'll get through this together."

I nodded getting a bit teary-eyed.

We shared a nice family moment where I just sat there with both of my parents in comfortable silence. Eventually, dad sat back down and took a sip of his coffee. Mom let go of my hand and munched on her toast. I was very grateful they let me finish my scrambled eggs and sausage before they got too cold. When my plate was spotless, I got out of my chair and said, "Well, I better get going. Thanks for breakfast!"

Furrowing his brow, dad said, "Are you sure you need to wear my pants? Mom's are a bit bigger than yours and would probably fit a bit better."

"I need yours, trust me," I replied.

Dad's jaw dropped. "Just how big are you?"

"HAROLD!" mom scolded.

Blushing, I said, "I don't think you want me to answer that."

"Do-" Dad blinked as if his couldn't believe he as about to say whatever was on his mind. "Do you want some of my boxers?"

"HAAAAAROOOOOOLD!!" Mom smacked his shoulder with the newspaper.

"Hey now! I'm not a dog!" Dad winced as if he was expecting another whack.

Waving the newspaper menacingly at him, mom said, "Please, think before you speak!"

Blushing deeply, I said, "Umm, actually, I would like some boxers."

Dropping the rolled-up newspaper on the table, mom said, "Oh."

* * *

Thankfully, I made it to school with no more awkward conversations and I was glad my dad gave me a pair of his boxers to wear, even though it was gross. His jeans were rough and I didn't want to know what chafed man parts felt like.

What I wasn't glad about was that I was a fashion disaster. Every time I saw my reflection on the little windows in the doors to the classrooms, on laptops other students had in class, or in the mirrors of women's bathrooms, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. No one had said anything, but I was getting plenty of looks that made me self conscious.

By the time I got to the end of Economics, I just wanted to go home and hide in my bed, but I still needed to interview Crystal and Violet and then give them a ride home. Putting my head in my hands, I waited as Mr. Thomas went over the stuff he'd emailed us last night about the final. The sun was reflecting off of the diamond-patterned blue on darker blue floor tiles causing a glaring line on the far wall. When I stood up at the end of class to start tossing stuff in my backpack, I got the sun in my eyes.

Blinking and waiting for a purple streak to leave my vision, I heard Crystal's voice from the doorway. "Hey, Bianca. Why didn't you tell me that you got the—"

"Shush!" I commanded.

"Oh, calm down already, everyone knows," she said sounding annoyed.

"What?" I was finally able to see again.

Crystal was wearing a light pink blouse and a short skirt that challenged the school rules. Her slender body came with tits that were too big for her and she loved to flaunt them. Normally, I didn't care what she looked like, but today, the bit of sideboob she was showing was making my cock twitch in its sheath. "Some people saw you with a freshly-tailed Linnette on Friday and today everyone saw you wearing, lemme guess, your dad's pants?"

I blushed as I showed my teeth. "Not now, Crystal!"

"Fine, whatever." She strutted into the room. "Are we going to do the interview in here, or?"

"I wanted some natural light, but this isn't what I had in mind."

"There's a skylight in the biology lab and it's one of the nicer classrooms," Crystal said.

"Sounds good. Can you text Violet that we'll meet her there while I go get my camera and stuff?"

"Sure, want me to carry anything?" She asked.

Taking off my backpack, I handed it to her. "I can get the rest."

She set my backpack on the desk next to her and pulled her phone out of her cream-colored purse as I walked out into the hallway. Just before I got to the AV room, I heard a yelp from the hallway led to the lunchroom. A girl with black curly hair spilling down to her shoulders and dark mahogany skin was hunched over with her right hand on the dilapidated grey lockers to keep herself steady. In her left hand was a cup from Twin Mermaids.

Her second gasp made my crotch tingle and the moan she made after that got me throbbing. "Do you need help?" I asked.

"Y-YES!" she cried as the back of her dark blue skirt got lifted up by something.

I ran to her front and took the cup from her. It was still warm and had some sort of sweet-smelling coffee concoction in it. "The cafeteria's empty, how about I help you get in there?"

"Yeah…O-OH! okay," she said.

Pleading with my cock not to get hard, I took her hand and led her toward the cafeteria while she rubbed at herself with the hand she'd stuffed into her skirt. Dragging her bucking body along with me, I bit my tongue to keep my erection at bay and pulled the cafeteria door open.

Inside were teal and white tiles and brand new lunch tables. I led her to the nearest lunch table and guided her to lean on it before setting down her coffee cup.

"Ack! My panties!" she gripped the edge of the table and yelped as she tented her skirt.

With my heart thumping, I asked, "Do you want me to pull them down?"

"Yes! Get them off me!" she yelled so loud it echoed off the far wall.

Grabbing her skirt and panties in the front and back, I pulled them down over her growing parts. A lengthening orca fluke complete with black and white markings was growing out of her tailbone while four-inch-long prehensile whale equipment was stretching out from where her clit should have been. Both were increasing in size at an alarming rate and my prick was coming out of my sheath just as fast.

As black orca skin filled in on her ass and legs, I asked, "Do you want to be alone?"

"No! Stay!" She grabbed my hand and put it on her cock. "Please, I need to get off so bad!"

My pussy was ridiculously wet after only ten seconds of trying to wrangle her wildly out-of-control dick. Her brain had no idea how her new length worked, so it was curling and curving and contorting at random. My hand had her pre all over it and I could smell a salmon scent laced with cantaloupe, or some other floral melony scent, coming off of her. Her whale dick was now well over a half foot long. As her fluke reached three feet long and her nose started to flatten, her moans got even louder.

Suddenly, she ripped off her blouse and bra exposing a white orca belly and two pert breasts. As she turned to face me, she put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down. "Gotta cum right now! I need your mouth!"

Using my rock-hard prick to analyze the situation instead of my brain, I obediently got on my knees and offered my mouth to her. She immediately grabbed my hair and pulled me toward her loins spearing my maw with her poorly-controlled phallus. My tongue desperately tried to stay a step ahead of her length as she bucked her hips. I had no idea what I was doing, but I tried to keep my teeth from touching her tasty orca erection. My dad's pants and boxers were at capacity and I had no way of relieving the pressure, so I just tried not to make things rub too much while my pussy juice dripped down the back of my sac. Feeling sympathetic for how wet she was, I put my hand up between her legs and pressed fingers inside her slick pussy.

"Yes! Oh! YES!" she roared as she threw back her orca snout.

Her own sac started to fill with her new testes, pressing right up against my chin as her prick tried to murder me. It was moving frantically with waves and convulsions along its length. And when her balls fell fully into place, it tried to drown me.

I swallowed her thick creamy cum because my life depended on it.

Every throb of her shaft was accompanied by a clench of her pussy as she came around my fingers as well. Her high-pitched shrieks of bliss nearly made me jizz my pants and I was shivering with desire by the time she was spent.

Once she finally let go of my hair, I pulled my mouth off her cock so I could catch my breath. As I heaved for air at her feet, she looked toward the door and said, "Hey! Who the hell are you?"

Turning to look behind me, I saw Crystal smirking and Violet looking on with wide eyes. Violet was in jeans and a blue button-down blouse with a wide collar and her hand was hovering over her crotch. Her small thin frame supported a very expressive face that clashed with her introverted nature. People looking at her always thought she was Chinese, but talking to her for five minutes was all it took for them to decide she was quite British.

"They're my friends," I explained.

"Bianca?!" Violet exclaimed staring at something on my face.

I held up my hands and said, "It's not what it looks like!" Orca cum dripped from my chin onto my yellow blouse.

"Oh, so you didn't just suck off that orca girl?" Crystal chided.

"She hadn't gone orca yet when I found her." I blushed so deeply my cheeks hurt. "And, umm, she needed my help."

"Help," Crystal said making air quotes.

Violet blushed deeper as she looked the aquatic hottie beside me.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" The orca girl said as she started to realize what had just happened. "No one's even going to recognize me."

"You're fucking hot, they'll get over it," Crystal said.

The orca girl asked, "What, you're into mosaics, girl?"

"I'm into new experiences." Crystal shrugged. "And you've got a tentadick, name one person who wouldn't want to play with that."

The orca girl looked down at her still-hard prick. "Fuck! My boyfriend's gonna kill me!" She worked to gather her clothes. "And I can't be seen cheating—or whatever…I've gotta go."

"They have spare clothes in the nurse's office," I said.

"Thanks!" the orca said as she clumsily ran past Violet and Crystal.

"So, did you have yourself a good time?" Crystal asked.

"Can we talk about something, anything else?" I groaned as I got to my feet, my cock had found its way down the leg of my boxers and was pressed up against my thigh.

Crystal's eyes wouldn't leave my crotch. "I'm sorry, your pecker's just too damn big to ignore. What did you feed that thing?"

Hiding the outline of my length with my hands, I said, "Urgh! It's not gonna go down if you keep staring at it!"

After a put-upon sigh, Crystal said, "Fine."

Violet pulled off her backpack and got out a tissue before walking up to me. "Here, for the…you know." She handed it to me.

"Oh, thanks." I wiped the cum off of my lips, chin, and shirt. Then I popped the top off of the coffee cup the girl had been holding before she transformed so I could toss the balled-up tissue in there. Wait, I smelled caramel! When I considered tasting the latte to see if I could identify anything off about it, I gagged. Definitely not worth it, I decided.

"You okay?" Crystal asked.

"It's—" I realized I didn't want to explain anything about what happened between me and Linnette so I just said, "It's a long story." Putting the tissue in the cup and closing the lid, I walked toward the big trash barrel near the door. My thick stiffy fought my normal locomotion as it slid against my leg.

Violet asked, "So, that poor girl just changed right in front of you?"

"Let's get the stuff for the interview while we chat," I said holding the door to the cafeteria open and waiting for them. The moment they started following me, I said, "I found her bent over in the hallway without any visible changes and offered to help get her to the cafeteria."

Violet said, "So, she was one of the explosive transformation cases, neat! Well, not neat for her, I guess."

"Yeah, she was a full orca mosaic within five minutes." I opened the door to the AV room.

Crystal played with the hem of her blouse as she said, "They say it feels really good and she looked so satisfied when she was—"

"Nope!" I grabbed my camcorder bag and handed the tripod to Violet with my other hand. "I don't want to be hard when I'm trying to interview you two."

"It's no big deal. As long as you don't give me the virus, everything's peachy keen." Crystal glanced at my erection. "That does look uncomfortable, though."

"It is uncomfortable. Stop staring!" I complained.

"Any clue as to what type of mosaic you're going to be?" Violet asked.

Crystal still had my backpack in one hand, her purse in the other, and her own backpack on her shoulder. So I grabbed the best lighting set in the AV room in my other hand. It was a nice new all-LED one that was easy to carry. "I don't know, something with scales? Maybe dragon?"

"Oh? you have scales?" Crystal asked.

I nodded as we headed out of the AV room.

Violet asked, "Can I see them?"

Pushing back against my irritation, I kept in mind that I'd be just as curious in their position. "I'll let you guys see my tail when we get to the biology lab."

"Cool!" Violet's steps became eager and she took the lead.

"I know you don't like skirts, but I wouldn't be caught dead in pants that baggy," Crystal said.

"I wouldn't be caught dead in a skirt," I quipped.

"Why do you dislike skirts so much?" Violet asked.

I shrugged. "Skirts are less functional. What if I need to jump on a motorcycle and outrun a bunch of Yakuza?"

Violet giggled. "So it's just functionality?"

"Do you always know why you don't like something?" I asked.

"Yes," Violet said.

I chuckled. "Well, I don't."

"She's just stubborn," Crystal offered.

"Maybe?" I said as I tried not to think back to sucking on that orca cock during the lull in our conversation and failed miserably. I could still taste her and watching her transform while she was moaning at the top of her lungs nearly caused me to burst without touching myself. My pussy was wet as ever, probably punishing me for not riding her prehensile cock when I had the chance.

As we walked up to the door to the biology lab, I wondered how I was going to get through the interview without tearing my clothes off.

Part 4

The lab islands that filled the room were topped with thick black slabs. So were the counters along the sides of the room, where cabinets lined the walls above stainless steel sinks. There wasn't a lot of light from the skylight, but it was better lighting than I would have gotten otherwise. The sterile scent made me want to stay close to Crystal and Violet. The dimension of scent gained innumerable layers of nuance as they strolled into the room idly chatting about an internet meme I hadn't come across yet. Crystal was wearing a subtle strawberry-based perfume and Violet had eaten a gingersnap recently. I'd never really thought about it, but Crystal had a slight woody smell to her and Violet smelled like chamomile. All these scents complemented each other nicely.

"You doin' alright there, champ?" Crystal set my backpack on the floor near where I'd set my camera bag.

Shaking myself out of my olfactory reverie, I said, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Violet leaned toward me invading my personal space enough that I leaned back. "Have your nostrils always been that big?"

Putting my hand over my nose, I said, "Probably, they aren't small." I bit my lip worrying about further changes. My face was a good face, why couldn't I keep it?

Seeing my discomfort, Violet stepped back and switched subjects, "Did you guys hear? They found a dragon mosaic last Thursday who had DNA from twenty-one different species."

I set a couple stools in front of the counter under the cabinets and made a frame with my fingers to figure out my shot. "Is that normal?"

"Dragon mosaics are usually a combination of several species, but twenty-one is four more than the previous record. Non-dragon mosaics usually only have DNA from a few species. It's part of the reason the CDC thinks that the dragon strains are the most advanced." Violet sat on the right stool I'd set in front of the counter.

Now I was picking up on some sort of floral scent from both of them which was causing my blood to run southward.

"What does 'mosaic' even mean?" Crystal asked.

Swinging her legs, Violet said, "It comes from the term 'genetic mosaic' which was originally used for people who have two or more genotypes that develop from a single fertilized egg. It started being applied to victims of the Tail Virus in the early eighties."

As I set up the tripod, I asked, "Okay, so I have a question, how is it that a donkey mosaic, for instance, can infect someone and they turn into something other than a donkey?"

"One thing that makes curing the tail virus nearly impossible is that it's rare for people to be infected with only one strain. Multiple strains tend to travel together to maximize the likelihood someone will get infected by at least one of them. And then, once the person is infected, their increased sex drive and attraction to the pheromones from other people with the tail virus ensures they will be carriers for multiple strains during the window in which they're able to infect others." Violet was trying not to smile because she was used to her scientific fascination with things being misinterpreted. Biology was her first love.

After sitting on the other free stool, Crystal asked, "Are the hermaphrodite-causing strains different in some way?"

Remembering how she flirted with the herm orca mosaic, and realizing she'd probably want to play with my prick if she saw it, made me want to reach into my jeans and tease my sheath. Instead, I busied myself getting the camera set up on the tripod.

Violet couldn't contain her smile anymore and it became too large for her face. It would have looked creepy if it wasn't so adorable. "The current theory is that they're more advanced because they have a much better chance of infecting others. In fact, during the last decade, they've been surpassing all the other strains in new infections."

"Companies that make strap-ons are gonna go out of business at this rate," Crystal chuckled.

Violet giggled while hiding her mouth. I used to think I couldn't bring up sexual stuff around her, but after years of being her friend, I knew that her blushing and hiding behind her hands was a sign she was really enjoying herself.

Crystal continued, "If they go out of business, who cares? It's way better when you can actually feel someone's pussy around your dick. Don't you think so, Bianca?"

"Wh-why are you asking me?" My whole body shivered as if someone had just ripped all my clothes off and exposed me to the room. I was setting up the fill lights.

Putting her hands on her thighs and pretending to stretch, Crystal squeezed her breasts together making the cleavage in her cutaway look even more gorgeous. "Oh, I don't know, I thought you might have a solid opinion on it."

The way she paused on the word "solid" made my sheath tingle. "You're forgetting that I've only had my cock for one day." I plugged in the shotgun mic.

The erotic awkwardness was broken by Violet looking at me with big hopeful eyes and saying, "Can we see your tail now?"

"Sure." I turned away from them and undid my belt while biting my lip. Holding the front of my pants with one hand so they didn't fall, I fished my tail out with the other. I almost moaned at the smoothness of my scales and the heat of my hand as it permeated them. My mind went back to yesterday, when I'd stuffed my tail inside myself for the first time.

They hopped off their stools and stared at it for a moment. Just when I was wondering if they were in shock or something, Violet said, "That's the scale pattern of a red-sided garter snake! It's gorgeous! C-can we touch it?"

Letting go, I said, "Just be gentle, the scales are really sensitive. They're still very new."

I had to bite my tongue to stop from gasping and fidgeting as Violet ran her small hands over my tail. She seemed rather fascinated by the bright blue belly scales on the underside and she was tickling them with the tips of her fingers. "Oh my God! This is so cool…It really is like a giant garter snake."

"Glad you like it." I curled the end around her ring finger.

"You can grab things with it!" She squealed in delight.

It was odd, but her joy over my tail was making me like it all the more. "I'm gonna get pants with tail holes once I know its ultimate size."

"If you practice using it every day, you'll get great dexterity with it. There's a dragon morph who paints with her tail." Violet let go and stepped to the side so Crystal could touch it.

"Oh, She'll be practicing with it every day," Crystal made the word "practicing" sound incredibly lewd.

At first, she was just feeling the texture and I managed not to make any noises or get any wetter than I already was. But then she started rubbing her hands along it with the perfect amount of pressure and I arched my back. "GAH!" My heart started thudding in my chest.

"Hey, don't squeeze so hard! She said she was tender," Violet scolded.

Leaning up to my ear, Crystal said, "Careful, you don't wanna spring another boner in front of Violet, do you?"

How she knew teasing me like that would work, I had no idea. The head of my prick pressed out of its sheath as I widened my stance. Crystal's scent had deepened and it was nearly impossible to calm myself down. When my prick just started to tent my pants, I pulled my tail out of Crystal's hands and said, "We better get started on the interview." Crystal loved to talk about how horny she got boys and I'd always suspected she got off on knowing she had that power over them. Apparently, it wasn't just boys she liked to tease.

Pretending to look for something in my backpack, I gave my prick some time to go back into hiding. After that, I turned around and asked them about their dreams for college and a career. Violet got into a couple monologues about biology and neurology. I had no doubt she'd be getting into med school and achieve her dream of becoming a neurologist. Crystal's plans were less clear. She seemed more driven by the money a lawyer could make than actually liking anything associated with the job. With how much chemistry she'd learned for playing pranks on people and otherwise terrorizing her neighborhood, I was hoping she'd go for something in chemistry or physics instead. But she still had growing up to do and I had faith she'd learn more about herself in college.

Speaking of Crystal, no one I'd ever met was more dangerous than her when bored. As I was setting up for the last part of the interview, Crystal asked, "So, what's it feel like having a cock?"

Violet looked at me and Crystal like she was losing her mind from being caught so off guard.

The lack of any lead up got me to stop everything I was doing. "What?"

Indicating my crotch with an open hand, crystal said, "Do you expect me to just ignore that tent in your jeans?"

As Violet's eyes fixed on the crotch of my jeans, they widened until I was wondering if they were going to fall right out of her head.

I hadn't noticed it until that moment, but Crystal's scent was strong. She'd been eyeing me on off throughout the interview. It was frustrating that satisfying her curiosity by pulling my cock out was an incredibly attractive thought. Pushing back against it, I said, "It's just what happens sometimes, okay? I don't have control of it yet."

Crystal laughed. "So, your prick is going through puberty?"

"Grown men sometimes get unexplained erections too," I pouted.

"Oh, I think there's an explanation, you're into girls now." Crystal gave me a confident smile.

"N-no, I'm not," I failed to sound half as confident as Crystal had.

Crystal rolled her eyes. "Oh please, you said you might be bisexual last year at your parent's cabin."

If Crystal knew for sure that I was into her, I was afraid of what she'd do, so I said, "Operative word here is, 'might.'"

Violet nodded. "That's fair. Erections can be random. Especially when a person doesn't have much experience with them."

Narrowing her eyes at me, Crystal said, "Okay, if you're not into women, then this won't excite you." Grabbing her blouse and bra, she pulled them up.

There, bared for Violet and I to see, were Crystal's big perfect breasts. I groaned as my erection took up all the available space in my dad's jeans. Violet was bashfully looking at Crystal's rack until she noticed that the bulge in my pants had intensified. Then she couldn't look away and a hand flew up in front of her mouth while a blush raged on her cheeks. I fidgeted at the discomfort from the head of my dick being mashed up against unyielding cloth.

Pulling her blouse and bra back down, Crystal smiled triumphantly. Then she went over to the classroom door and closed it. On her way back, she said, "You better get that out of your pants before you sprain something."

I wanted to protest, but I was in far too much pain. Gulping, I unbuckled my belt.

Violet tried to turn away, but Crystal grabbed her chin and turned her back toward me saying, "You're practically rubbing yourself on your seat, I know you want to see this as much as I do. What's a little nudity between girls?"

If I didn't show them, they'd be staring at me like a scientific subject for the rest of our friendship. It was more distracting when their curiosity was hungry, and I really liked the way Linnette admired my body and wanted to feel that again. So, I dropped my pants and boxers and exposed my equine-like length to them.

"Oh, wow, good for you! Literally hung like a horse!" Crystal cheered.

I laughed. There was a reason I was so close to Crystal and Violet: they made me feel so damn good about myself. I was starting to wonder if all the compliments they'd given me about my looks over the years were because they were genuinely attracted to me. In fact, our friendship had started in freshman year when Crystal complimented me on the pinstriped mobster suit I wore to the Halloween dance.

Violet pressed her crotch hard against the stool as she gave my cock this wordless stare that was even more appreciative than what Crystal had said aloud. I'd never seen Violet blush that hard. Eventually, she blurted out, "What does it feel like?"

To my surprise, it wasn't all that awkward having my cock out, it was more like a deranged version of show and tell. "It's kind of its own thing, but imagine if your clit was was really big and you could wrap your hand around it."

"That would feel ah-mazing," Crystal said.

Violet nodded. "What about the little nubs on the head? Are they more sensitive than the rest?"

"I'm actually not sure." I reached down and touched one of them only to gasp and have my whole cock twitch. Then I touched another place on the head and gasped again. "I think it's close, but they are slightly more sensitive."

"What about the medial ring and…" Violet hopped off her chair and got closer. "Is that a knot?"

"Yep! They're both about as sensitive as the head," I said as pre beaded at the tip.

Catching the pre on my finger, I licked it off. Violet moaned as she watched me and I blushed realizing what I'd just done out of habit. A habit I'd somehow formed in one day.

As Crystal hopped off her stool, she asked, "Can we touch it?"

"Why? I thought this was going to be show and tell, not show and grope." I blushed.

"Look, this might be my only chance of touching a real live horse cock." Crystal chuckled.

I really wanted to tell Crystal that my prick was somehow not animal equipment, but looking at it I decided I had no case. Much of my prick was just like a stallion's, but that didn't make it a good idea. "I don't know, I don't want to risk infecting you two." I backed away.

"We can wash our hands afterwards, it's not like we're giving you a blowjob or anything." Crystal shrugged.

"Alright, but no stroking. I'm not gonna be that girl that accidentally transforms her friends by taking stupid risks."

Violet had crashed, she was looking on with her legs idly rubbing together. Her posture was otherwise closed, like she was trying very hard to keep her hands to herself.

Crystal was surprisingly cautious about touching my penis. Her hand barely rested on it at first, then she was feeling along the shaft. I gasped when she cupped my knot. "This feels a bit soft."

"I-it gets harder when I cum," I explained while distracted by Violet's scent. Crystal was aroused, but Violet was having a meltdown. At this rate, I was going to have to run off to the bathroom so I could unload.

"Neat!" Getting on her knees so she was eye level, Crystal inspected the head. "You're so thick."

"I know. Just don't touch the pre." I gulped trying not to let her curious fingers arouse me more and was relieved when she stopped. My balls were aching now.

"Hey, Violet, you okay?" Crystal put a hand on Violet's shoulder.

She shuddered and gasped. Her gasp made my pussy wink because it was exactly the same as the sound I made when my vibrator hit the right spot.

"Whoa, hey, what's wrong with you?" Crystal asked.

"My stomach hurts and I'm hot all over." Violet was a bit pale from shock.

Crystal said, "You've got the female version of blue balls."

"What?" Violet asked.

Bringing her hands together and then pantomiming an explosion, Crystal continued, "It happens to women too, blood rushes to the vaginal walls and other stuff and it hurts if you get close but don't get off."

"How do you even know that?" I asked.

"Had a boyfriend that never quite got me there. Had to look it up." Reaching down and hefting my lime-sized balls, Crystal cooed, "Oof, I bet you cum like a horse too."

Grunting with delight, I let her touch my balls however she wished. The warmth of her hand, feeling the way my scales brushed against her palm as they stretched and flexed, every bit of it was wonderful.

Putting Violet's hand on my prick, Crystal said, "Come on, don't be shy."

Violet moaned as she examined the texture and firmness of every inch of my prick. I think she was making a mental map of it and she was also squirming the whole time, half because she was caught between running away from this lewd thing she shouldn't be doing and half because her pussy needed attention. I knew because her tangy chamomile scent was overpowering.

Standing up, Crystal said, "Do you want help getting off?"

"Will I feel better if I do?" Violet looked behind her.

"Yep, here, spread your legs." Crystal said.

"Y-you're going to do it right here, like now?" Violet spread her legs a bit blushing crimson.

Crystal put her right leg between Violet's. "It's hotter this way, isn't it? Just pretend Bianca's using her stallion prick on you."

Violet moaned, "Oh! Don't say such dirty things!"

"You want to be bred by a big horse prick. Tell me it's not true and I'll stop saying it." Crystal applied pressure to Violet's crotch.

As Violet cried out in ecstasy, she clutched my cock. I grunted and thrust into her hands needing stimulation to go along with the moans I was hearing. We went like this for a good few minutes and I managed to hang on to my orgasm because Violet's touches were too spastic to get me there.

Suddenly, Violet took her hands away and said, "Show me your pussy! I-I need to see it!"

That was when I found out that there was a threshold beyond which Violet was unable to contain her dirty thoughts. Given how much I'd enjoyed their adoration up to this point and figuring that it was safer if my cum cannon wasn't pointed at them, I turned my back end toward Violet, lifted my tail, and spread myself.

"Yes! YES! AAAAHHH! YES!" Violet screamed as she came simply from seeing my scaly mound.

Closing my eyes, I savored her orgasmic yells. All I had to do was hold it together and enjoy this moment and then run off to the bathroom. It was so wonderful to have my friends find me this hot! This was such an awesome feeli—two hands grasped my ass and a face mashed itself against my pussy.

"Oh fuck no!" Crystal cried.

I was so wet and my clit was so hard that I nearly lost my balance and, while I was trying not to fall, Violet ate me out with enough enthusiasm that her level of experience didn't matter one bit. I came drenching her face. My body had been like a fully charged bank of capacitors and Violet had just activated the flash. I screeched as I instinctively mashed my scaly muff against her face and drenched her with my feminine nectar.

Then her face was gone just as fast. When I looked back to see what was happening, Violet was grabbing Crystal.

As Crystal said, "Hey! Wait! What are you—," Violet unleashed a passionate inferno. She felt up Crystal's cleavage, straddled one of her legs so she could rub herself on it, and kissed Crystal with her face still dripping with my wetness. It was so sudden, so intense, that Crystal went from trying to push Violet away, to holding her tight. Years of pent of desire were being released all at once. There'd always been chemistry between them, but I hadn't guessed it was this kind of chemistry.

Grasping my dick with both hands, I started stroking. I'd never seen lesbian porn and I'd been missing out. Violet's hands reached under Crystal's blouse as Crystal reached into Violet's jeans. I resisted the urge to record their beautiful moaning bodies as I used my pre to better lubricate my masturbation.

Fuck, I loved feeling my balls swing! I loved how my equine head was so sensitive. I loved how powerfully my shaft throbbed. Fuck, I wanted to shove every inch into someone!

They both smelled so powerfully of sex that I could barely contain myself. I imagined us in a lesbian threesome with me stuffing my shaft into Crystal's writhing body as she licked out Violet's snatch and I muffled Violet's moans with deep kisses…But it was an awful, terrible, thought. I'd given both my friends the Tail Virus! I'd done the one thing I set out not to do! I'd let them talk me into a situation where I put them at risk and now they were going to suffer. This was unforgivable!

Letting go of my penis, I said, "I'm such a terrible person! I-I'm so sorry!"

It was like the final sex scene in a romantic comedy. They were having their perfect moment, a moment so deeply necessary that the rest of the world was forgotten. They couldn't process the full implications of what was happening. Unable to watch, I put my dad's boxers and pants on. I ran out of the room with tears smearing my vision.

Feeling utterly powerless and with no idea where I was going, I dashed down the hallway. I was just fleeing, trying to outrun the consequences of my actions. When I tried to hide in an empty classroom, I caught sight of my reflection in the pane of glass in the door and didn't recognize it. "No!" I cried as I covered my face. Why was this happening to me? I liked my face and now it looked like I was turning into a Star Trek alien. Red scales had come in where my nose had been and my nostrils were now bigger and farther apart. It was too much, too much at once. Stumbling out of the classroom, I started running again.

Though my mind had no idea what I was doing, my feet did and I was soon stopped outside Linnette's door. It was the stupid habit of a little kid, but she was my safe space and I had no idea where else to go.

Finding the door locked, I knocked. "Hello?"

"Sorry, I'm—urgh!—busy!" She said from inside.

"Please let me in. I need…I screwed up. And my face changed, and I don't know what to do," I managed to say without sobbing.

"Bianca?"

"Yeah, it's me," I replied.

"One sec."

A half minute later, she opened the door and stared wide-eyed at my face. Her cock was lifting up half her skirt and her hair was a shambles. Her salmon vanilla scent got me throbbing despite the emotional upheaval within me. Just how long had she been going at it in her office?

"Sorry for interrupting you," I said.

She took me into her arms. "Your poor face."

We both moaned as our cocks brushed against each other through the fabric confining them. She let me go, but I didn't let go because I was too busy depositing tears on her shoulder. She put her arms back around me and held me tight. It was the most awkward cry I'd ever had. I could feel her throbbing against my prick, balls, and leg. It wasn't long before the sheer size of her erection was distracting me from my sadness and I became immensely confused. The scent in the air made me want to lift her skirt and lose my cock's virginity. While what had happened to my face and my friends had me wanting to hide in a corner and cry my eyes out.

Linnette asked, "What's wrong?"

"I—" I sniffled. "I've ruined Crystal and Violet's lives."

"Oh dear, you gave them the virus didn't you?" She gave me a squeeze. "I know all too well what that feels like."

"I'm such a fuck up!" I complained.

She stroked my back. "You didn't do it on purpose. The Tail Virus is very good at what it does."

"But I should have stopped them. I knew it was risky," I said.

"Oh? What do you mean?" she asked.

As I told her what happened, her erection thundered. She gasped, groaned, and shoved her prick between my thighs when I talked about Violet getting off. "Sorry, it's just—I forgot my toy at home and haven't been able to get my pussy off all day. My whole body is aching."

She was still holding me and trying to comfort me, but she couldn't keep her movements from turning sensual. The way she was applying pressure to me, the way her fingers dug into my shoulders as if she was wanting to move her hands somewhere else but was keeping them there through sheer force of will both drove me crazy. And then there was her scent. A metallic melony undertone that was very close to what I smelled when my pussy was dying to be used.

With my ears were burning and my shaft feeling like a steel beam, I asked, "Wow, why didn't you go home?"

"You think I walk to my car, let alone drive, with this thing at full mast?" She made her length twitch to emphasize her point.

I groaned as her prick lifted my balls.

She sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hijack the conversation. How did they end up infected?"

"Violet was looking at my pussy and then she—" I moaned. "She, uhh, God, why is this making me so hot?"

Linnette slipped a hand between us and tilted her hips forward as she reached behind her balls. "Unf! Did she lick you out?"

"Haaah! Yeah…she just put her face in there and…" My pussy winked making me screech and arch my back. "Then she just jumped on Crystal and they went at it like," I searched for a better word, but couldn't find one, "animals."

"This shouldn't be turning me on, but I can't—" Linnette let go of me and stumbled to her desk while her fingers made squelching sounds as they dug into her soaking pussy. "I-I need—" Her nose started to flatten while her eyes stayed fixed on the tent in my pants.

Something inside me broke. Seeing her standing there with her massive cock pulling up her skirt while she openly jilled herself obliterated everything else on my mind. No worries, no second thoughts, and no questions. Only action. I undid my belt and let my jeans and boxers fall to the floor.

"Yes!" She pulled her skirt up over her head so she didn't have to try and get it down past her prick. Her entire lower half was covered by gem-like red scales and, as she pulled off her blouse and bra, she revealed that her mauve belly scales now went up past her tits. Turning around, she spread her large, puffy, big-clitted cunt for me. "Please!"

"Hnnnggg!" my flare expanded as my whole shaft surged and my knees got weak. Instinct was so loud in my mind that I could barely function. I dashed up to her and grabbed my cock in one hand while taking hold of her tail with the other. Then I got the broad head of my prick pressed up against her entrance and bucked. We both hissed at the intense sensations of penetration. Her sweltering inner walls were unlike anything that had ever touched my dick and it felt like I was melting inside her.

As I was reeling from the bliss, she pushed herself backwards impaling herself all the way to my medial ring while moaning and whimpering like a bitch in heat. As I gasped in delight, I clutched her backside to stop her from going further. I didn't know if I could take any more.

When I thought I was no longer in danger of cumming on the spot, I moved my hands to her tail. Roaring loud enough to make me jump, she shoved backwards taking me to the hilt. As my knot popped inside her, our balls smacked against each other and we came. As we roared in orgasm, our muzzles pressed out from our faces, hers going a lot further than mine. Somehow filling her with my jizz felt even better than knotting her. It was because my prick was getting longer and thicker, reaching farther into her and stretching her wider with each pulse.

When I thought it was all over, that I could finally relax into afterglow, she started gasping and grunting. Her balls started moving against mine, hanging lower as she wiggled her hips and used my knot to work her pussy. I'd taken the place of her toy and she wasn't done playing. I don't know how or why, but instead of getting softer like I did after all my previous orgasms, I started getting hard again. Groaning and squirming behind her, I noticed her balls smacking my thighs. They had to be as big as oranges now…My eyes widened as I realized that it could mean her shaft was growing too! Just how big was she going to get?

How big was I going to get? She felt tighter than before. Had I always been looking down at her from this angle? Wait, had her torso always been that wide?

Before I could worry about any of that, the door opened and Crystal's preplanned scolding echoed throughout the room, "You coward! How could you just leave us—holy shit! Violet, come here!"

I looked behind me to see Violet peer through the doorway. Her eyes went from narrowed with concern to wide in shock. Her hand dipped into her jeans as she stared at my bare back end. Her ears looked pointier.

Blushing and wanting to remove myself from this awkward situation, I tried to pull out of Linnette only to yelp and nearly lose my balance. My knot was snug as ever.

Crystal laughed. "Are you knotted to her? Like a dog?"

I nodded.

"Just give us fifteen to twenty minutes and Bianca will be all yours," Linnette said with enough professionalism that she sounded like a receptionist outside a CEO's office.

"Nope, I'm already changing and it's her fault. She's gotta make it up to me." Crystal pulled Violet into the room and closed the door before dropping her skirt and panties on the floor. Her clit was a couple inches long and pulsing madly above a muff that had what looked like alligator belly scales covering it.

Violet pulled off her blouse looking so bouncy and excited that I wondered if she'd even been listening to the conversation. "Bianca! Look! Isn't it cool?" She hadn't bothered to put her bra back on and under her small breasts were two more sets of nipples.

Crystal scoffed. "Are they worth me losing my boyfriend? I blame you as much as her."

Violet's smile vanished. "I can keep saying I'm sorry, but I don't know if it's doing any good."

"You have a new boyfriend every week, you'll get over it," Linnette said.

Crystal stomped her foot and pointed at Linnette accusingly. "How can you say that?"

"It's the truth," Linnette shrugged.

I chuckled.

"Urgh! Why do you always pick on me?" Crystal asked.

"Because you can be a bit of a bully." Linnette kept talking ignoring Crystal's attempt to protest Linnette's assertion. "That said, I feel deeply empathetic about you getting the Tail Virus and I'm sorry you got infected with it, but that doesn't excuse you barging into my office without knocking first. Think about how embarrassed you would feel if this happened to you. "

Violet put her top on saying, "Come on, Crystal, get dressed so we can leave. You shouldn't have barged in on them."

Crystal groaned as her clit thickened. "Okay, but before I leave, Bianca has to tell me that she doesn't want to try out the new prick I'm growing."

My pussy winked. "God damn it!"

"Ha! See?" Crystal pointed at my snatch. "She's lifting her tail just from a bit of dirty talk. Tell me, Bianca, tell me you don't want to feel my cock grow while I fuck your mare cunt."

"W-why are you doing this?" My body got hot all over as I felt extremely embarrassed and horny at the same time.

"Payback. I think the Tail Virus turned you into a slut and I'm gonna prove it." She put a hand behind her ear. "You haven't told me to go away yet, all you have to do is tell me that I'm wrong." She grunted as her clit continued to grow.

Seeing her cock come in before my eyes was putting me in a similar state to Linnette.

Linnette's snatch kept clenching. She clearly wasn't done with me and this situation was making her want me more, not less. We had the same kink, it seemed. Violet had to keep pulling her hand away from her crotch. She was trying to be good and let me decide what I wanted to do, but she smelled like she was desperate for more female sexy times.

My nipples were swollen with arousal and my clit was hammering between my legs. In this moment, I was no better than Linnette had been when I found her in her office. That didn't mean I had to give in, it meant I had to resist. Crystal was offering me exactly what I wanted, but if proved her right, I'd never hear the end of it, so I said, "I want to feel your cock." My eyes widened. "I mean, I don't want to feel your cock!" I tried to put my tail down to block my sex, but it refused to go all the way down. I couldn't decide whether it was sexy or disturbing that my instincts were stronger than my will. Probably both.

"Too late, you already said exactly what I thought you'd say." Crystal walked up to me and lifted my tail. "Besides, you gave me this thing, so I deserve to get to use it on you."

Linnette said, "Do you want me to claw her?"

As I tried to reply, Crystal jabbed her three-inch-long one-inch-thick phallus inside me and I cried out, "Yes!"

"Okay!" Linnette started moving her right foot.

Crystal started to pull out.

"No! Please don't pull out!" I begged. Crystal was small, but she was hard as a rock and her scales felt fantastic against my clit. They were a bit rough with clear divisions between them, and that friction felt marvelous!

Linnette moaned as I started bucking into her as a side-effect of me trying to press back against Crystal's thrusts.

Crystal said, "AH! Fuck this feels good!" as her shaft got a growth spurt.

At first, Violet was holding the palm of one hand against the crotch of her jeans while the other covered her mouth, but then she spotted Linnette's length hanging down a bit past her knees and dropped the hand that was in front of her mouth into her jeans. Her jeans were not on very well due to her tail and as she tried to slip her other hand in her pants to help the first, they fell down her thighs. When she moaned sharply, she realized what she was doing and pulled her hands away. I could see the determination on her face, the will not to lose herself to her libido, but her eyes never moved from Linnette's shaft. She even walked up to Linnette for a closer look.

Kneeling at Linnette's side to take in the wonder that was Linnette's dragon member Violet said, "You're humongous! How did you get so big?"

"Unf! Yeah, I got lucky, I guess?" Linnette said between moans.

"You're disproportionate enough that I think you're going to get a lot taller to match. I think you might be a couple inches taller already." Violet's face was less than a foot from Linnette's package.

"Y-oooh! think so?" Linnette clenched around me as I tugged at my knot over and over trusting back to get Crystal as deep as possible.

"Yep!" She leaned in and sniffed Linnette's shaft before moaning.

Linnette grunted. "Having fun down there?"

Violet tore off her top so she could run her hands over her six breasts. "Ngh! Can I touch you?"

"Yes! Go for it!" Linnette said sounding a bit annoyed. Every time she spoke, she had to fight her beautiful gasps and moans.

Within a minute, Violet seemed every bit as crazed as before groping and hefting Linnette's scaly balls while lapping at the soft barbs on her girthy shaft. Violet was probably so pent up, that in combination with the libido boost from the Tail Virus, it would take months for her to burn off all her lesbian energy.

Her jeans were soon stripped off so she could get at her snatch. Even with the loud smacking sounds of the breeding Crystal was giving me and all our moans, I could hear Violet abusing her dripping snatch with her digits.

Linnette's moans became bellows of ecstasy that shook her entire body. Her passage was moving around my prick so much that I was out of breath. Crystal was pummeling me as she passed four inches on her way to five. I had no idea what aligator cocks looked like, but if that's the type of dick she had, I could feel that they had an oblong head that was wider than the arched shaft. The longer it got, the more energetic she became. Her breasts were flailed on her chest as she screamed out so loud her voice broke. It sounded like she was yelling while performing some sort of martial art.

I had almost no experience with sex, but her thighs spanking my backside every time she hilted herself in me had to be one of my favorite things. She now had to be more than a half foot long and thick enough that I was actually feeling the stretch. But then my cooch started getting roomier. Linnette and I were higher off the ground and my tail was lengthening so much that I could reach all the way down my leg.

Then when my tail was long enough, Violet grabbed it and shoved in her snatch. We both gasped. She felt tight, even around the tapered tip, but she knew her body better than I did and pushed my tail deeper.

Crystal was struggling to keep the same pace because of the swelling below her dick that I knew was her new ball sac. Her thrusts were being broken up by her having to stop and gasp in pleasure and when her testes finally pressed out into their home, she had a dry orgasm. Slamming into me over and over as if she wast trying to convince her prick to finally deliver it's load, she yelled, "Cum you goddamned useless balls!"

There was no way I could hold back, Crystal's scales were battering my clit and barbs like Linnette's were pushing out the sides of my prick, I roared and filled Linnette even fuller. The heavy pulsing of my cock must have caused my pussy to twitch in just the right way because Crystal let out a frustrated scream and slammed in all the way. And this time she came spurting so hard that the individual shots of cum were stirring up my depths. My pussy tugged at her oddly-shaped shaft and the two orgasms resonated inside me making me writhe in bliss.

Lost to her first male orgasm, Crystal yelped and hollered a stream of obscenities. To anyone that didn't know what was going on, it sounded like she was in an epic bar brawl. I adored every moan, screech, growl, and yelp.

Linnette was the next to burst. She huffed and then growled and then roared as her dick delivered a deluge of spunk to Violet's waiting mouth. There was far too much for Violet to swallow and it just poured out the corners of her lips. Meanwhile, Linnette's snatch pulled at my barbs drawing series breathless squeaks out of me.

Violet let out similar squeaks as a canine tail burst forth from her backside and her ears became pointed and covered with fur. The pleasure from the transformation put her over the edge and her pussy started milking my tail for all it was worth. Linnette's impressive cumsplosion made sure that Violet looked like a complete mess as she undulated on the floor.

All those pleasured sounds from people I cared about were making my dual orgasms all the more satisfying and, for the first time, I thought, maybe having scales, a tail, and a cock wasn't so bad after all. Maybe the inconvenience was worth all the pleasure.

When we came down from our ecstasy-laden chaos, Violet's husky tail was wagging, Crystal's firm tits were pressed up against my back while her cock was still twitching inside me, and Linnette was panting and groaning as if she'd just swam across the entire English channel. I was somewhere near sleep, feeling like a lump of seafoam drifting through the air.

A few minutes later, Crystal said, "Thanks for the cock," and reached around to fondle my breasts.

I turned to look back at Crystal and raised an eyebrow. My eyes didn't stay on her long, though, because I saw that the door was cracked. I could have sworn she closed it soon after she came into the room. Deciding I was just misremembering things, I returned my attention to her saying, "I thought you were mad at me?"

Pressing her cheek against the scales that had traveled up my spine while I'd been preoccupied with sex, Crystal said, "Hard to be mad after you let me fuck you like that. It was unbelievable."

"Uhh, you can't be letting me off the hook this easy," I said.

She squeezed my breasts a bit too hard. "True, we won't be even until I've fucked you like ten more times. And you're going to have to be on call. Like, if I'm horny between classes, you'll follow me into the girl's locker room and raise your tail, no questions, nothing. You are my cum dump until graduation."

My pussy clenched in excitement. "And if I refuse?"

Massaging my tits as if she was apologizing to them for her rough treatment, she said, "Look, I can't afford to spring a boner at home or my parents will drag me to church so the congregation can pray the cock away."

"That would be so embarrassing!" I grimaced. Talking about her parents, it was entirely possible.

"Yes, and I don't need that in my life. So, all of you are gonna keep me satisfied, kapish?" She lifted her head so she could look each of us in the eye.

Violet nodded lazily, Linnette gave her a thumbs up, and I groaned before saying, "Okay, fine."

Linnette spoke up, "Bianca dear, I've never seen you happier. Face it, we're sluts. Let's stop trying to pretend we're not. It's exhausting."

Crystal laughed so hard she vibrated her prick.

Violet was staring off into the distance with a content smile on her cum-covered face.

I sighed. "So, this is my life now? Fucking my friends as part of my school day?"

With a nod, Linnette said, "We're all in the same boat…and I call dibs on your cock's first orgasm tomorrow morning."

"What?!" Crystal and I balked.

"I want to make sure my pussy isn't losing it's mind come this time tomorrow. Instead of trying to weather my body's new needs, I'm gonna plan for them, and I suggest y'all of you do the same," she said. "I've gone from worried that I would end up having sex with a student to worried I'll be too horny to drive home unless I have sex with a student in under forty-eight hours."

My brain did a backflip as I realized all my closest friends were now friends with benefits. There was no going back for any of us. Turning to Crystal, I said, "You know what? She's right."

Crystal sucked her teeth. "Nah, I'm not a slut like you guys."

"Oh please, you're the one who started this whole discussion," Linnette chided.

"Crystal, wanna sleep over at my house tonight?" Violet asked in a distant, but happy, voice.

"Wait, you want more?" Crystal leaned to the side to look under Linnette where Violet was still sitting.

"Yeah! Can I be your girlfriend?" Cum dripped from her chin as she leaned to the side so she could better meet Crystal's eyes.

Crystal throbbed inside me. "That's not how it works. You're supposed to ask me out on a date."

Violet furrowed her brow. "I just did, you and me sleeping over at my place tonight."

"You know I have a boyfriend, right?" Crystal asked.

Violet said, "That's okay, I can share."

Part 5

The teal-and-white-tiled cafeteria was always a bustling steaming cacophony during lunch time and it had only gotten worse since the Tail Virus outbreak. Girls were groping each other and whacking things with their tails near-constantly as they gabbed about who got a cock in the middle of class, whose tail ripped through their pants in gym class, or who was found fornicating under the bleachers during the latest sports event. Normal high school banter with an erotic flourish that was more at home on a sleazy reality TV show than real life. Crystal, Violet, and I weren't doing much better. As we all sat at the table and set down our trays, we blushed simply from being in close proximity to one another.

Though, my blush had an added element of shame. It wasn't my fault if the staff hadn't planned to make more food available during the Tail Virus outbreak, but I felt a bit bad about the six slices of pizza I had on my tray. There was barely enough room for them and the mound of steamed corn I'd slathered with butter and dusted with pepper.

Crystal's thick alligator tail was hanging off the back of the bench while her tough scaly legs were only partially covered by her miniskirt. It made sense she'd flaunt her changes instead of hide them. Though, I think she was going overboard. If she got an erection in that black skirt, I had a feeling it would pull up high enough that everyone would get a look at her balls.

Even more distracting than Crystal's racy outfit were the paw pads and fur on Violet's hands. As she ate a slice of pizza, I couldn't help but think about all the videos of raccoons eating I'd seen online. Fur had made it up her arms and torso and it was likely only a matter of time until she had a husky muzzle. Her ears were looking entirely canine as they clumsily twitched toward various noises and conversations in the cafeteria. Her feet were now footpaws that she didn't have shoes for, so she was barefoot. Crystal had embraced the whole barefoot thing and given herself a cyan pedicure making her durable alligator feet look fabulously girly.

While I was scarfing down my second slice of slightly undercooked cheese pizza, Crystal said, "Thanks for letting us borrow your video stuff. We left a present for you on the camera that we want you to watch with Linnette."

"Wait! You recorded your changes for me?" I balked as I started getting hard.

"I did it more for Violet. I've always thought she got more excited the more embarrassed she got. And I was right, wasn't I, bae?" Crystal nudged Violet with her elbow.

Violet hid behind her slice of pizza. Her whole frame was wider and her face looked a bit different, more angular with a larger nose? I couldn't decide. Judging by the four slices of pizza and mound of tater tots she'd gotten, her appetite was up as well.

Leaning forward, Crystal said, "I don't want to spoil anything, but we had so much fun last night that I'm gonna ditch the boyfriend."

There was no point in mentioning she went through boyfriends like Tommy guns went through bullets. That was Linnette's job. I hoped her relationship with Violet would have staying power. They made a cute couple.

After swallowing and taking a sip from my half-pint carton of chocolate milk, I said, "Did Violet get a…you know?"

Crystal rolled her eyes, "You can say, 'cock,' honey."

"I know. Well, did she get one?" I asked before looking over at Violet to see if she'd give it away. Unfortunately, she was already blushing so much from our conversation that I couldn't tell.

"No spoilers. You'll just have to watch the video we made." Crystal got an impish grin. "You're looking pretty tall now. Did Linnette fit in you this morning?"

Putting a finger in front of my lips, I said, "Shh!"

"It's not like anyone's listening to us, but fine. I'll be quieter if you answer my question." Violet took a long sip of her half-pint of strawberry milk.

"No, she's almost twenty inches long." My snatch winked thinking about the few minutes of prodding Linnette had done even though we were quite sure she was too big.

"I hope she fits in you eventually," Violet blurted out.

We both looked at Violet with our eyebrows raised.

Violet gulped as if she'd just been caught shoplifting. "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"You're the last person I expected to hear that from," I said.

Crystal nodded in agreement while eyeing her new girlfriend.

Violet's speech was broken into fragments as she tried to talk about dirty things. "I, uhh, I was just thinking about how she must feel seeing us all enjoy, you know with our, you know, but never getting to try it herself."

"You got a dick, didn't you?" I grinned.

She ducked as if to dodge the truth of my statement. "I-I never said that."

"Sure you didn't." I winked.

Violet bit her lip while Crystal happily munched on her last piece of pizza. I imagined she'd be sitting back and eating popcorn if she could—she was enjoying Violet's squirming almost too much.

Thinking about Violet having a prick got my own prick throbbing. "Let's change the subject before we're all stuck here till our tents subside."

"The outbreak has hit about forty percent of the graduating class and almost a third of the teachers, now," Violet said. "And there's a rumor going around on Twitter that someone's deliberately spreading it."

Figuring this was time to bring them in on the latte mystery, I said, "That's probably what happened to Linnette and the orca mosaic from yesterday. Both of them had salted caramel lattes from Twin Mermaids."

"Wait, Twin Mermaids is spreading the Tail Virus?" Violet's eyes widened.

I laughed so hard I threw my head back. Then I dried my eyes saying, "Sorry, that was such a Soylent Green moment that I couldn't help it. No, I don't think they're doing it, but I think a donkey mosaic is offering to give people that drink and, uhh, putting…stuff…in it."

"EEEW!" Violet and Crystal said in unison.

Violet recovered from her revulsion first saying, "I'm assuming this student offered to get Linnette coffee?"

I nodded. "Yep, she offered to get the salted caramel latte specifically."

"You said she was a donkey girl?" Crystal asked.

"Yeah, a herm donkey girl, I think, since she was wearing really baggy pants," I said.

Violet and Crystal turned to each other and said, "Calculus!"

"What?" I tilted my head.

Violet spoke really fast without pausing. "There's a donkey girl in our calculus class that's always disrupting class by correcting Ms. Groves' grammar. She's always wearing roomy pants and skirts and she was one of the first girls to change during the outbreak. I think she's the principal's daughter."

Crystal frowned. "She's a total ass, pun intended."

I chuckled and then my eyes went wide, "Wait, you said it was the principal's daughter?"

"Yeah?" Violet tilted her head.

"Then she's Nicole, the same girl that invited like a fourth of the graduating class to her eighteenth birthday party. I was one of the girls that got on her shit list by not going," I stared blankly at the tabletop trying to get my head around the pettiness that would be required for her to infect my best friend with the Tail Virus.

Crystal sighed. "I was hoping that drama wouldn't survive the semester break."

"I don't like where this is going." Violet sounded worried.

Leaning back and curling the end of my tail around my fingers, I said, "It would mean the rumor is true."

"Are you going to call the cops on her?" Crystal asked.

I shrugged. "I would, but I don't have enough proof. Maybe I should confront her and get her to spill the beans Columbo style?"

"No idea who Columbo is, but I think it would be better if you follow her and get hard evidence." Crystal said.

Violet said, "I know it seems like it's a thing you can do in TV shows, but it takes forever and you can't really do anything else while you're doing a stakeout. If you stop watching, even for a second, you can miss what you're looking for."

"I think she's doing it after school each day, so how about all three of us stake out the Twin Mermaids parking lot and if she shows up, we keep an eye on her until she's brought the cup to whoever she's trying to infect next?" I stirred the bit of corn that was left on my tray to make sure it had as much butter on it as possible and then ate a forkful.

Nodding, Violet said, "Our chances of success are much higher as a group, so sure!"

"Ugg, that sounds so boring." Crystal set her fork down, having eaten everything on her tray, and then smiled a bit too big as she got an idea. "Oooh! We could give each other hand jobs while we wait!"

"Not in my car, we won't!" I declared.

Crystal flipped her hands dismissively, "Ugh, fine, we can just chat about boys and comb each other's hair, then."

"EEW!" I protested. "We're not in a vapid high school girls movie."

"Are you sure?" Crystal smirked.

"Waaay too many dicks hanging out for a PG 13 rating," I quipped.

As if on queue, there was a yelp in the lunch line as a girl with straight auburn hair tore her pants off to reveal a growing elephant dick. Everyone around her jumped back as she desperately started stroking it. The three of us shuddered and rubbed ourselves on our seats as we enjoyed our afternoon Tail-Virus-sponsored entertainment.

* * *

When my last class of the day ended, I made a beeline toward the front entrance. I stopped in my tracks when I spotted a narrow-shouldered donkey mosaic struggling to open one of the school's heavy glass and steel front doors while holding two coffee cups from Twin Mermaids. Wind blowing in from outside ruffled her flannel-patterned light blue pleated skirt as she made it through the second set of doors before the first set had closed. She was showing off her cream-furred above average cleavage by wearing a mint green top that was so small the top three buttons had to be left undone. Keeping her semi-modest was a white low-cut undershirt that I was sure she took off the moment she wasn't on school grounds.

I turned away from her and pulled out my phone. Opening the Telegram group chat that I'd created for me, Violet and Crystal, I sent, "She just walked in the front door with two lattes!"

"Better follow her," Crystal replied.

"Be careful," Violet added. "We're on our way."

As I typed out, "I hope this is going to be more like Columbo and less like Lupin," Nicole's hoofsteps clopped behind me.

"Who's Columbo?" Crystal asked. "And Lupin?"

"They're both classic examples of their genres, Columbo is…just google it. Can't explain now." Pretending to look at my phone, I watched as Nicole hobbled by, her wide hips and frustratingly cute donkey tail swaying as she went. Why she was hobbling, I could only guess. While I wondered whether she was drunk, she pushed the women's bathroom door open. "She just entered the women's bathroom! What do I do?"

"Follow her!" Crystal commanded. "We won't make it in time."

"You want me to spy on her in the bathroom?" I asked.

"There's no alternative," Violet responded.

"Eew!" I sent. "This feels so wrong."

Crystal sent, "Do you want to catch her or not?"

"Ugh! Fine!" Knowing Crystal was right, I composed myself and went into the women's bathroom pushing the door open as quietly as I could. Seeing her hooves in the second stall from the left, I entered the first stall on the left. "So, I'm in the stall next to her, now what?"

"Put your phone over the top and start recording," Crystal sent.

I grimaced. "Eew!"

"Get that evidence, girl!" Crystal encouraged.

Steeling myself, I switched to my phone's front camera and slipped the top of my phone over the divider between our stalls. On the screen, I saw the top of her head and her cleavage as she unbuttoned the last button on her blouse. She'd set the two lattes on top of the toilet paper dispenser and hung her, skirt, high-capacity panties, and purse on the hook. As I started recording, she pulled up her undershirt revealing that her donkey prick was half out of its sheath and still getting bigger. No wonder she'd been hobbling with that thing running down her panty leg. I bit my lip as she unhooked her bra in the front and her furry tits dropped out of it. With how much I was needing to undress lately, I was wondering if I should get some front-clasping bras for myself.

That thought died before I could really consider it because she'd started touching herself, left hand on her donkey prick, right hand on her left breast with her arm hooking under the other one and hefting it up. I squirmed as my own shaft stirred.

I had to stifle a moan when I noticed her dick was longer than mine and wasn't at full mast yet. When it finally did reach full size, she was huffing and gasping, making my erection thunder in my jeans while my pussy winked to remind me that it needed attention too. Unable to stand how tight my clothing was around my shaft, I slowly undid my belt with my free hand. After unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, I carefully let them drop. Somehow, feeling like the world's biggest pervert didn't put a dent in my need to jack off. Having my cock out felt so damn good! I wrapped my free hand around it so I could stroke as I watched.

Why did my nemesis have to be so fucking gorgeous?

I both did and didn't want to see her cum right into the lattes. It was gross, there was no reason to be excited about it, but I was so turned on that I just wanted to watch and hear her cum no matter where the spooge went.

But she didn't get herself off just then. Instead, she slipped her cock up through the neck hole of her pulled-up undershirt and started pulling at her left nipple like she was trying to milk it. I nearly lost it when I saw milk bead at the tip of her nipple. I'd never seen a woman lactate and it was making me breathe in hot gasps. Those little beads of milk just kinda came out from all around the nipple before she brought it to her mouth and started suckling. The thought of her drinking her own milk got me to pre like mad.

She must have been trying to get a good flow or something because she soon grabbed one of the lattes with both hands and popped the top off. Holding the latte in her left hand, while milking herself with her right, she bobbed her head down to the head of her prick, which was sticking up between her breasts, and started giving herself a blowjob.

My life had become unrecognizable from what it had been a few days ago. Here I was watching this bombshell herm equine mosaic getting off to milking herself and wanting to cum so damn bad I was having to concentrate to keep my phone's front camera aimed at her. I knew I'd make too much noise if I came, so I held myself back by slowing my stroking and avoiding stimulating the soft barbs on the sides of my shaft too much.

When she got to the second latte and started milking her right breast, I felt my prostate burn and my cock jump in my hands. In a desperate effort not to blow my cover, I let go of my dick and begged my body to hold on.

To my surprise, it worked! I was a trembling mess with a hair trigger, but at least I wasn't screaming and giving myself away. But not cumming when I was that close had a price. Pain, a tingling stinging sensation in my balls, hit me as she moaned around her dick and drank down her jizz. I gritted my teeth and cringed as she swallowed the rest of her massive load and put the cap back on the second latte.

Then she stood up and pulled my phone out of my hand. "Bet you thought I didn't notice," she said as she fiddled around in her stall for a second.

I felt like I was free falling after someone had kicked me in the nuts. My eyes were bugging out, I was forgetting to breathe, and I was ducking even though it wouldn't do any good. Screwed, I as so screwed. This was it for me. She had my phone, it was unlocked, she'd see that I got her on video, and she'd see the embarrassing videos I'd taken of my penis!

While I was having my meltdown, she stepped out of her stall, got in front of my door, and smoothly used her bank card to defeat the latch. As the door swung open, she said, "You are soooh dead."

Her prick was still mostly hard and her undershirt was still pulled up giving me plenty to admire, especially her balls which were as big as my fists. They hung between her legs making her white-furred sac look deliciously full and my own balls were all the bluer from seeing them. In fact, the pain was so great that I went from wincing to desperate fidgeting.

"Sorry, hurts too much!" I said as I hurriedly started stroking hoping Crystal was right that cumming would get rid of my blue balls. Figuring the faster I got off the better and that I couldn't get in any more trouble than I already was, I shoved my other hand between my legs and put my fingers to work.

Her prick swelled back to life as she stared at me in amazement, "What the hell?"

"Blue, very very blue balls!" I stammered between breathy moans.

"You couldn't keep it in your pants, could you? You're worse than me." She cackled in amusement.

"Sh-shut up!" I mumbled as I kept stroking hoping this torture would end in a nice pleasurable finish. Right now, my body had me at its mercy and I couldn't do anything until I gave it what it wanted.

"No, you shut up! You were fucking spying on me!" She played the video and got even more erect. It wouldn't have surprised me if she got off on being righteously angry. Knowing she had me, she fiddled around on my phone looking at God knows what. "Oh! You planned this all out and your little friends were involved. And I like these adorable videos of you cumming. Lemme guess, fap material for Linnette?"

"No, why would I send anything to Linnette?" I huffed as I tried to keep my mind in the zone and stay hard even though I was close to freaking out.

"Don't lie to me, I know you two have been—" she glared at me. "Could you stop jacking off? It's distracting!"

Grinning, I said, "Come in here and stop me." If she got close, I could smack her and take my phone back. I doubted she had any proof.

For a moment, she looked as though she was going to try and grab me, but she thought better of it and said,"You know what would be good payback for the shit you just pulled? I'm gonna tell my father about you and Linnette."

My heart simultaneously tried to leap from my chest and fall to the floor. I was just seconds away from finally shooting my load and also incredibly concerned. Nectar from my snatch was running down the palm of my hand as I said, "You've got no proof!"

"Oh, but I do." She reached over the top of the door to her stall and retrieved her phone with her free hand. After typing in the PIN, she opened her gallery and showed me an image she'd taken through a crack in Linnette's office door that had caught me, Linnette, Crystal, and Violet all going at it.

I now knew why the door was open and that we were fucked, and at the same time, my knot and flare were swelling and all I could respond with was a sharp moan. I'd gotten myself so close to orgasm that my dragon-horse parts, my whole body, ran on autopilot.

Showing her teeth and scrunching her face in a fiery rage, she barked out, "Honestly?! How can you still be jacking off? Like, I'm about to ruin your life."

Speaking between labored breaths, I said, "I'm in fucking pain and I need to—Unf!—to—AHH!—to—AAAAHHYESSSSSSS!" My pussy came trying to dislocate my fingers as my jizz shot out so hard that I got Nicole square in the face.

She stumbled backwards caught completely off guard as I hit her with my spunk again and again. The pain subsided with each burst and by the last one I was already scheming a way to use this opening I'd created.

Dropping our phones on the floor, she struggled to get my cum out of her eyes. "Goddamn that burns! You asshole!"

The moment I was no longer a prisoner to my prick, while she was still blinded by my cum, I grabbed my purse off the back of my door and dashed past her grabbing both phones off the floor. Their cases had protected them and hers was still unlocked. I tapped the screen to make sure it stayed unlocked before trying to get the door open without a free hand.

When I finally succeeded, she grabbed the collar of my shirt and hauled me backwards. "You BITCH!"

As she grabbed her phone out of my hand, I frantically stuck my tail between her legs, wrapped it around her balls, and squeezed.

As she croaked in agony, I got the door open and finally made it out of the bathroom. I let go of her balls at the last possible second before bolting down the hallway, my lower half still naked.

She called after me, "Your life is over! You hear me?! I'm gonna show that picture to EVERYONE!"

I turned back toward her and held up my phone. "Yeah? Well, if you do, I'm gonna show my evidence to the cops!" Then I ran as fast as I could not giving her a chance to catch up. With no pants or underwear, my balls and cum-dripping half-hard dick flailed wildly. I silently apologized to Geoffery for all the cleanup he'd have to do in the bathroom and hallways.

Behind me, I heard a security guard yell, "Hey! No streaking!"

Nicole yelled back, "She stole—she stole my cellphone!"

I peeked around a corner to see what was going down. A blonde-haired guard with a crew-cut was standing in her way, stopping her from running toward me. He must have heard the commotion and come from the entryway.

"Isn't that your cellphone in your hand? Miss, are you on any mind-altering drugs?"  The guard asked.

Not wanting to take any chances, I moved away from the corner and walked as quietly as I could to the nearest empty classroom and went inside.

I had no pants, I had no underwear, fem cum was running down my scaly thighs, and my prick was not back in its sheath yet. As much as I doubted there were spare clothes in the geography room, I searched drawers full of maps, printer paper, colored pencils, and random cultural baubles. The best I could come up with was a giant rolled-up map of Asia that I could hold around me like a towel, but I had a feeling that would get me as much attention as being naked.

Pulling out my phone, I filled Crystal and Violet in on what had happened as they made their way to me.

After I was done, Crystal said, "So, you're stuck in geography and Nicole has dirt on us?"

"Yeah… :(" I sent.

There was a pause from them and just when I was starting to wonder what was up, they entered the room.

Continuing the conversation, Violet said, "I don't think we can get in trouble for doing stuff with Linnette and we're 19, so I don't think it's illegal for her either."

I wished I could agree with Violet, I really did. "It might not be illegal, but she'd get fired in a heartbeat."

"Yep, and she'd have trouble getting another job," Crystal agreed.

"Well, purposefully spreading the tail virus is a felony. I think Linnette is safe," Violet offered a cautious smile.

"Wait, are we just gonna keep letting her infect people?" I asked.

"She's spread it to so many people so fast already that everyone is going to have a tail and a dick. Yesterday, on the news, they said this was the most widespread school outbreak in the last decade. Because of the number of teachers infected, it's spreading through town as well. You know Ann at the bakery? She's now a cat girl who has to wear baggy pants," Crystal said.

"Plus, the CDC is incredibly good at tracking outbreaks. They tracked the ebola outbreak in Uganda back to one patient within two days," Violet said. "They're going to have a bit more trouble with our outbreak, though. They probably aren't assuming someone's actively spreading it with lattes."

My heart started to pound. "But when they track Nicole down, she'll think it was us."

"They'll only have circumstantial evidence," Violet stated simply.

I got a small smile to accompany the small hope I'd been given. "Oh, so she'll know that we weren't the ones that ratted her out?"

Violet nodded. "I'd imagine so."

"Well, I don't want her infecting anyone else. So tomorrow in calculus, let her know that her latte-dosing is over and we'll go to the cops if she does it again," I said.

"Sure, I can do that." After thinking for a moment, Crystal said, "And, if you can drive us home after school the next couple days, we can help watch the entrances and make sure she doesn't bring any lattes in."

"That sounds perfect," I said.

Crystal hugged me from the side, "It'll be okay. We got this."

"Yeah." Violet hugged me from the other side. The softness of her six breasts was contrasted by the pointy tip of her canine dick poking me in the thigh.

"The hell?" I looked down at Violet. "Why are you getting hard? Also, called it!"

"I-I'm not…" she protested.

"So, the tip of your doggy dick is always poking out of your sheath?" I teased.

She gripped me harder and ground her erection into my thigh. "NooOH!"

Pulling Violet's hair out of her face so I could look her in the eye, I said, "Come on, you're literally humping my leg."

"Mnnnhhh! It's your scent," she complained.

"She's been holding back all day, I think she's just reached her limit." Crystal shrugged. "Not like I'm doing much better." She flattened her skirt showing she was starting to pitch a tent herself.

Putting my head in my hands, I said, "I'm not sure if this is the right time to have a threesome."

"I think it's the best time for a threesome, we all need some stress relief." Crystal pulled off her skirt and panties showing off her fully-scaled legs and hardening alligator cock. Then she cupped my balls with her hand and said, "Plus, you do smell especially good right now."

I bit my lip as the warmth of Crystal's palm and the hardon against my side sent my body into overdrive. Inches of my prick slid out of my sheath in seconds. Their scents hung in the air as heavy as mine. In truth, I wanted to be distracted from my thoughts, something that would help me forget about how smoking hot Nicole was. But we were in the middle of the geography room, I needed to warn Linnette, and I didn't have pants yet. Glancing at Crystal's erection, I said, "Seriously you two, right here? Right now?"

"You're the one that said we couldn't jack each other off in your car." Crystal shoved three fingers into my snatch and wiggled them as she said, "Oooh, you're wet as fuck. Thinking about getting knotted for the first time, are we?"

Why did she have to be so damn right about me? "Damn it!" I said as my knot came out of my sheath guaranteeing that I wouldn't be able to go anywhere until I shot another load.

"I-want…" Violet blushed bright red.

Crystal got behind Violet and pulled down her teal skirt and lavender panties before reaching around to tug on Violet's cock. "Come on, spit it out, Violet."

"Maaaah! I w-want to," she gulped and got a bead of pre on the tip of her prick, "go inside Bianca."

"That's it! You two win." My pussy winked as I pulled off my top and bra.

Stripping off Violet's top and bra, Crystal revealed her six tits and then laid her clothes on the floor so she didn't have to lay directly on the tiles. "There, now you can lay back and give the dragon a ride."

Biting her lip and blushing deeper than I'd ever seen on her, Violet laid atop her clothes, her eight-inch canine prick bobbing with her heartbeat. Her tail wagged as her nipples hardened and stuck up above the white husky fur of her belly. I was ridiculously slick between my legs just seeing her like that. As I straddled her, she whined in arousal.

"Wait! I just got an idea." Crystal said before grabbing lube and a double-ended dildo out of her purse. Then she laid down the opposite way and scooched her crotch up against Violet's. As she got the dildo shoved into both their cooches, they gasped and cried out. Once their balls were pressed up against each other, Crystal lubed her cock and said, "I'm taking your other hole."

I grabbed at my breasts and fingered myself unable to comment on the lewd display below me because it was so hot I didn't have words to describe it. Unable to admit aloud how much I wanted this to happen, I lowered myself until Crystal lubed my tailhole. Looking back at her, I blushed.

She grabbed the base of my tail and tugged me downward saying, "Sit!"

Letting her guide me down, I got close enough to their pricks that I could feel the heat radiating off of them. I couldn't believe what we were doing and when Violet grabbed my cock and started playing with it, I moaned so loud that she let go and asked, "Sorry, did I squeeze too hard?"

Shaking my head, I said, "No, your paw pads just feel that good."

With a big smile, she said, "I like them too." Then her paw-padded hands were back on my cock.

As I lowered myself, time passed the way it did in an action movie: my individual breaths felt like major events. Violet was the first to squeal in delight since her shaft was longer than Crystal's. The taper allowed it to slip in easily. After I had a good inch or so of Violet's shaft inside me, I gasped as Crystal's shaft spread my pucker open. It was different from having someone in my snatch because I felt even more at their mercy. It was a tender place with lots of sensation, possibly even more sensitive to stretching.

Crystal clawed at the scales on my backside as she said, "So tight! So so good!"

"Y-yeah!" I agreed as I wiggled my hips and relaxed so I could get more of them inside me. Every stroke Violet gave nearly put my astoundingly hard shaft over the edge because my prostate was getting stimulated from both sides. Each shift of my hips, each little impatient buck they made into me, each clench of my inner muscles, all were knife edges of pleasure that took my breath away.

The widest part of Crystal's dick wasn't far from the tip and I found myself slowing down to a crawl as I neared it. Huffing and relaxing, I got right up to my limit and, just as I was wondering if I could actually go any further, that girthiest part popped in and I fell toward her lap. We all screamed and clutched at our breasts as I took the rest of their dicks like a pornstar.

Then I was resting on their groins with every inch of them buried in me looking around in awe. My best friends double penetrating me in the geography room: it was unbelievable. Groping and toying with Violet's furry breasts, I ground my hips. The heat from their bodies was making me tingle from my depths to the tips of my clawed fingers. Yes, clawed. The virus was at work again covering my hands with scales and changing my fingernails. And the tingling I was feeling, it had to be partially my other changes. Their pricks were feeling a bit smaller. For the first couple minutes of our sexual escapade, I'd been grinding partially because of the tightness. Now I felt a need to put my legs to work.

Lifting myself off of them until they were nearly out, I dropped myself down. I screamed at the sensation of two shafts spreading me open at the same time and repeated this motion over and over going as fast as my legs would let me.

Violet was obsessed with my length and was following it with her mouth licking and sucking at the head. Crystal was making vicious circles with her hips to ensure the double-ended dildo gave Violet a lot to moan about. Even though all  Violet's whimpers, moans, gasps, and growls were being muffled by shaft, they were driving me crazy.

Perhaps even more sexy was Crystal's desperate attempt to pretend she was the alpha amongst us. Her pleasure-tinted breaths, gasps, and groans were entertaining and hot as hell! It seemed she couldn't get enough of my tailhole and was rising to meet me every time I plunged toward her lap.

Then things got downright impossible because Violet's knot was getting more and more difficult to get back out. My legs were so spent they were getting clumsy, so I just popped her knot inside me and ground atop her. She held her breasts to give me a furry tunnel to fuck while her mouth paid its respects to my cock head. Her nose darkened and her jaws pressed outward making it even easier for her to give me oral. Then she squealed in pleasure and gyrated her hips chaotically as her pussy orgasmed around the dildo. I pulled off of her knot wanting to feel her give that final instinctual thrust that would jam it back in.

Crystal started spouting a constant stream of self-talk, "Come on! You can do this! Don't be first. Take a breath. Good. Easy. Easy NO! Don't you fucking CUM! Don't you do it! NO! NO! Please don't! AAAH! I  can't do it! I'm! HAAHHH!" Her hands clutched my ass as she slammed upwards and lost her jizz inside me.

That motion hit my prostate just right as Violet screamed like a banshee as she shoved her knot in me so hard I got tears in the corners of my eyes. The thrill accompanied my scaly equine-like pussy getting stretched over her thick knot was enough for my shock to eclipse my orgasm. I stared at Violet's moaning face in awe of what she'd just done to me, in disbelief of the fact that both my best friends were cumming inside me. As Violet's cream poured into me and her large balls twitched against my clit, I stroked my hands across Violet's changing face while I stroked my tail across Crystal's writhing body feeling deep adoration for both of them.

Tossing me out of this powerful emotional moment were the twin orgasms that had started while I was distracted. Gripping Violet's middle set of breasts, I moaned louder and louder until I was screaming and clenching every muscle in my body. It felt like I was malfunctioning, like I'd gone too fast and was now being broken apart by the sonic boom. Cum burst from my shaft so hard that it stung. Violet gagged and then put her tongue up to guard the back of her throat from my powerful spurts. As her tail wagged furiously under me, my jizz poured out from the corners of her lips as she failed to swallow it fast enough.

A handful of lost minutes passed: we didn't change positions, we didn't speak, we just ran our hands over each other reveling in intimacy that only our transformed bodies could provide.

When it came time for me to pull off of their cocks, I stood carefully groaning at the fact that Violet's knot was stretching me as it came out. Crystal laughed hysterically and I looked down with wide-eyes at the mess that was pouring out of me. Violet was nearly as productive as I was! I'd thought I felt rather full by the time she finished, but this was enough to make a stallion blush. Making it all the more amusing was Violet's sheepish grin.

Kneeling over Violet, careful not to end up with her dick back in me, I kissed her new canine nose and said, "Nothing to be embarrassed about, it felt fantastic!"

She kissed me with hungry lips, her short muzzle working well against mine. When the kiss ended, she said, "We need to do that again."

"Yes, yes totally we do," I agreed.

"Happy to butt fuck you any time, hon," Crystal said as she pulled the dildo out of herself and Violet making them both gasp.

"Oh, did you like it better than the other way?" I asked.

"Not sure? All I know is I wanna try it on a guy sometime," she said.

"You'll have to tell me how that goes," I said as I surveyed the lake of cum we'd created. Geoffrey was going to be annoyed.

Crystal tilted her head. "Oh, you're not going to try it yourself?"

I blinked and then thought for a moment. "You know, I think I'm attracted to cocks, but not men? I mean, I'd still totally have sex with a guy if I was already horny or he had a personality I liked, but female bodies are what excite me the most."

"Huh, I guess that describes me too," Violet said.

"Well, I'm super attracted to everything. I ain't picky." Crystal yelped when the door suddenly opened.

It was Geoffrey. His curly hair and wide mustache were being covered by his hands as he leaned in and asked, "Sorry to scare ya, but I figured I should ask if you girls will be needing spare clothes."

"Yes, please!" I said.

Crystal said, "You're gonna need men's large for Bianca, she's getting pretty tall. And for me you're going to need women's medium skirt or pants."

I was taller than when I'd entered the room. My eyes were now well above Crystal's head.

Violet was covering herself even though Geoffery wasn't looking, "Women's medium pants or a skirt for me, I think."

It was right then that I noticed Violet's frame had widened and she was on her way to being quite voluptuous. Her new look fit her so well that I hadn't really thought about it. She was just so warm and sweet and cuddly that I'd always thought she deserved a body that reflected that. Especially since she often bemoaned not having curves. It was odd, but I was glad she'd been infected by the Tail Virus because she was smiling more than ever. Crystal was the same as far as I could tell.

"Leave the cleaning cart in here, we'll clean up our own mess," I said.

"Oh, it's my job, don't trouble yourselves," Geoffery said.

Violet said, "We have nothing else to do while you get the clothes and we need to wipe ourselves off a bit too."

"Fair point." He stepped out of the doorway and then pushed the cleaning cart inside while turning his head to the side. "Y'all take care till I get back."

"Thank you!" I called after him as he shut the door.

Using the towels and other items on the cart, the three of us hurried to get our mess cleaned up before he got back with the clothes. After he delivered them, he waited outside while we got dressed. The panties he'd brought didn't have enough room for our balls, so we put our high school-branded sweatpants on without them. When we were all decent, I opened the door and said, "Thanks again."

"It's no problem, miss, you're the one that has to deal with the virus turning your life upside down, after all." He stepped inside and made his way to his cart as he spoke.

"You know, I'm growing to like my new body," I smiled, surprised by the fact that I actually meant that.

"Glad to hear it!" Grabbing a bottle of disinfecting spray off the cart, he said, "Thank you for getting things so clean. Could you show me where I should disinfect?"

Crystal pointed out the area saying, "Mostly here in front of the teacher's desk and maybe a bit by the trash can."

As he started spraying down the area, he said, "Thanks! Y'all run along now."

"Bye!" Crystal and I said.

Violet said, "Have a good night!"

"Oh, I will, I've got oodles of overtime pay to spend on myself." He chuckled.

After we were out of the room, Crystal said, "Can we get a ride home?"

"Yeah, no problem," I said. Each of us was holding a plastic bag from Geoffery's cart with our cum-covered clothes stuffed in it.

"We're both going to my house," Violet said.

"Your parents are okay with me staying over again?" Crystal asked.

"My dad and mom have been waiting for me to get a significant other ever since I was sixteen." Violet pulled out her phone and opened her text messages before showing the screen to Crystal. "See?"

"Aww, your mom is awesome!" Crystal cheered.

Violet let me see the screen. On it was a message from her mom, "You two make such a cute couple! If you want to take her out to a nice dinner, I have a gift card for the Kingfisher that you could use."

"Aww!" I pulled Violet and Crystal together and gave them a nice big hug. "I'm shipping you two as well."

"I hope you get into that school so we'll all be within an hour's drive from each other." Crystal hugged back.

"Linnette thinks it's a done deal. And I'll probably be more able to afford college now that I'm eligible for scholarships for victims of the Tail Virus," I said as I played with the fur on Violet's tail.

Violet kissed my cheek and hugged us tight. "Thanks for giving me the Tail Virus."

"I, uhh, didn't mean to," I said feeling dizzy from the unexpected emotional turn.

"Yeah, but I know you felt bad about it. You don't need to do that anymore," she nuzzled my cheek with her wet canine nose.

Crystal poked my side. "I'm happy it got me together with Violet, but I'm still a bit pissed, so don't think you're off the hook."

I looked into Crystal's eyes. "Are you mad that your life got turned upside down? You seem to like the changes."

"I mean, it's cool to have a cock and I'm willing to roll with it, but I don't know whether it's something I would have wanted for myself. Especially not when I was still living with my parents," she said.

"I get you," I said. "Are your parents going to have a problem with you spending so much time at Violet's?"

"They're encouraging it because they think she's helping me study for Finals." Crystal grinned.

"Sometimes, I wish I was as good at lying as you," I said.

"Ehh, I learned how out of necessity. It's not all unicorns and rainbows." Crystal sighed.

Giving her a squeeze, I said, "I'm so glad you're going to get out of that house soon."

"Yeah, you're going to do awesome on your own," Violet added.

Crystal kissed me on the cheek and then Violet on the lips. "I love you guys."

As Violet and Crystal stared into each other's eyes, I thought about Linnette and how much she meant to me and how sad and worried she'd be when I told her about Nicole's evidence. Once I dropped these two love birds off, I was going straight to Linnette's place.

Part 6

Linnette's place was a library that was in the shape of a small two-bedroom house. Medium brown well-used wooden bookshelves, with glass doors to keep the dust out, lined the walls. On them was a perfectly-ordered array of books divided into neat little sections. Just like in a library, not every shelf was completely full and book ends had been used judiciously to give each section room to breathe. The fact that every nook and cranny of her house wasn't filled with books was a testament to Linnette's self control: she was able to say 'no' to her impulses.

Well, not all her impulses. The Tail Virus had seen to it that her need for sex outweighed her inhibitions and, as we sat at her round wooden dining room table dipping our grilled ham and cheese sandwiches in our bowls of split pea soup, she smelled increasingly of vanilla and salmon. I felt for her when she sighed and set down her sandwich so she could scoot back from the table and free her dick from her skirt. It was so big it easily cleared the table top.

I tried not to stare, but I wanted that thing inside me and I was so hard my cock was rubbing against the underside of the table.

As she picked her sandwich back up, she said, "Has a mind of its own."

"Tell me about it!" I said as I moved my chair back and pulled back the lip of my sweatpants and released my dick from its confines. Then I picked up my sandwich and dipped it in my split pea soup.

Linnette giggled and then breathed to stop herself from breaking into laughter, but that tactic failed and she ended up making this huge belly laugh. I stared at her, wondering what was going on the whole time.

When she recovered, she said, "Sorry, it's just…look at us. We're sitting here having a nice dinner with our rock hard erections out for all to see. Never, even in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine a situation like this."

"Isn't it kinda nice, though? Like, we're comfortable enough with each other that we can just let our dicks get some air if they need it." I smiled.

Shrugging, she said, "Not exactly my definition of quaint, but I don't feel embarrassed and that's nice."

"Well, I'm a bit embarrassed." I grimaced. "I'm so wet that I'm worried I'm gonna leave a puddle on your seat."

She groaned as pre beaded at her tip. "Don't say things like that. I want to at least finish eating before we try to fitting me in there again."

I moaned at the mere mention of her fitting inside me. "Sorry, I've been thinking about it all day."

After eating another bite, she said, "Don't be sorry, I've got the same problem. It's why my penis interrupted dinner."

"It's gotta fit, right? Look at me, I'm, like, four inches taller than I was this morning," I said.

"We'll see, I don't want to get my hopes up. I've resigned myself to the possibility that no one's pussy can fit this thing."

I reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "Even if I can't fit it, there's some big mosaics out there, taurs even. You will get to try it out someday."

A tiny hopeful smile curled at the edge of her dragon muzzle. "I guess you're right."

"And who knows? Maybe you'll fit in me tonight. We have lube and time and I'm wet as can be."

Her pointy ears drooped. "Is it bad that I still feel guilty about fucking a student to take care of my sexual urges?"

"No, I think feeling bad about that is healthy." I gave her hand a squeeze as my stomach clenched.

"You okay?" she put her other hand atop mine.

"I need to tell you something, but we should finish eating first," I said.

"Oh, is it bad?" She looked into my eyes. "It's bad isn't it?"

I gulped. "Yeah, it's pretty bad. But we're almost done eating, let's just pretend everything's fine for a few more minutes."

"Things do seem less ominous on a full stomach." She scooped a bunch of soup onto her sandwich and took a big bite.

"Exactly," I did the same as her and enjoyed the way the perfectly melty cheese mixed with the soup as I chewed.

We twisted the ends of our tails together enjoying the quiet. I pushed back against the dread and tears that wanted to drown me. I had to believe things would work out. Linnette deserved to be happy and well paid and it would break my heart if our relationship screwed that up for her. I was the one who had encouraged her to do stuff with me, after all.

She ate the tiny corner of bread that comprised the last bit of her sandwich."Okay, out with it, you look like you should be filmed in muted colors."

After swallowing my last bit of soup, I said, "Nicole has a picture of our orgy from yesterday."

Linnette sat up straighter. "How!?"

"She cracked the door open and snapped a picture." I frowned. "I noticed the door cracked open, but I thought I was just misremembering whether Crystal closed it."

"Why would Nicole do that?" Linnette asked.

"She's had a problem with me ever since I didn't go to her eighteenth birthday party and I think she was using you to get back at me." I shook my head. "That doesn't mean I understand the way she thinks. Blackmail and dosing people with the Tail Virus is pretty damn sinister."

Linnette looked like she wanted to bite something—hard. "Wait, are you saying Nicole was the donkey that handed me that latte? That I drank her—her—blech!" Her rage was now disgust.

"She used her milk," I said. "If that makes it any better."

"Maybe a teensy bit?" She looked a bit less like she wanted to vomit. "How do you know?"

"Crystal, Violet, and I figured out it was Nicole and then I followed her after school and caught her on video milking herself into a latte."

"You have evidence?" Linnette's mouth hung in surprise.

"Yeah, and when she confronted me, I told her that I'll show it to the cops if she shows her photo to anyone." I bit my lip regretting that I hadn't managed to steal Nicole's phone.

"I don't know, it might be better if we show the cops anyway. My job isn't worth other people being her victims," Linnette said.

I cringed as I imagined Linnette losing her job. My boner was gone, so I pulled my sweatpants back up. "Crystal, Violet, and I will be staying after school to make sure Nicole doesn't do it again and we're going to tell her that she can't do it to anyone else or we'll go to the cops."

Linnette winced. "But I don't think you should be engaging in blackmail at all."

My heart pounded in my ears as my neck tightened in anxiety. "Yeah, but I can't let her ruin your life. It's not your fault you got the virus. And I seduced you even though you said it was a bad idea for us to have a sexual relationship."

"Bianca, you can't wash away my guilt like this. I made the decision to have sex with you and your friends. I won't let you put all this on yourself."

"And I'm not going to let Nicole destroy your career," I countered.

She rubbed her scaly hands across her cheeks trying to calm herself. "I'm going to give my two weeks notice tomorrow."

"What?" I tilted my head.

"As long as I stay working at the school, she can hold us hostage." Linnette put on a pained smile. "Look at the bright side, this is forcing me to get off my ass and look for a better job in the city."

Feeling utterly helpless, I said, "This isn't right. You're not my teacher, you're my best friend. Why does it matter whether we have sex or not? We've got the Tail Virus for Christ's sake."

"It's just the way things are." She reached across the table and grabbed my hands. "And quitting is the best damage control I can think of. What we did isn't illegal, so my job is the only thing Nicole can hold over our heads, and when I'm off the payroll, you can go to the cops and stop engaging in blackmail." Her lip was quivering as she tried to stay strong. I could tell she was holding herself together and trying not to freak out in front of me.

I squeezed her tail with mine. "You shouldn't have to do that."

"No one in this town wants a fat middle-aged lesbian working for them, anyway." Tears pooled in Linnette's eyes.

Getting out of my chair, I dashed to her side and wrapped my arms around her, sympathetic tears beading at the corners of my eyes. "Hey! You're not fat. You're cuddly and have the perfect amount of extra weight."

"It's just—It feels the same as when I was a kid. I'm not strong enough to weather the glares and whispers when I'm at the supermarket and people giving me side-eye on the sidewalk. And all of it is just because I'm a dragon. If I become known as that teacher that became a mosaic and couldn't control herself…I just can't!" Now she was crying, crying harder than anyone older than me ever had in my presence.

"We both gotta get out of this town." I gave her a squeeze sniffling and trying to hold my tears back.

The way she was crying, with growls and groans, I could tell she was deeply frustrated. I cried a bit too because I couldn't bear to see her sad. During it all, I stroked her hair and the scales on her cheeks while she pressed against my shoulder and her tears soaked into my blouse. Eventually, she said, "I'm sorry you have to see me like this."

I pulled her head away and stood her up so I could give her a hug. "How many times have you let me scream my teenage angst into your shoulder? I am glad I can be here for you just this once."

She kissed me, tears still falling from her cheeks. Returning the kiss, I held her tight and groaned as I felt familiar tingles on my tongue. When I got a twinge down the center, it forked like hers. A similar tingle ran through my bones as I gained enough height that we had to change the angle of our kiss. Random changes had occurred so many times already that neither of us stopped kissing to observe what was happening to me. And we didn't mind the clumsiness that came with my changes. We lingered in that moment, in that slow exploration of each other's muzzles, for so long that my tongue was still sticking out of my mouth and my eyes were closed when she pulled away.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a gorgeous smile on her lips. "We definitely should live close to each other."

"Right next door," I cupped her ass with my hands and pulled her groin against mine.

"Oooh, did all that kissing get you a bit riled up?" she grinned.

"Nope, seeing you smile did." I rubbed ground the clothed wide head of my prick against her crotch just above her sheath.

She blushed as her cock stirred. "It's so strange to have someone care about me this much."

"Well, it shouldn't be strange. You care a lot about me." I grunted as our dicks got erect enough that they were pushing us apart.

"You know, you keep treating me like a mentor, but I feel like you're far wiser than me," she said.

"And I think you're the reason I'm this wise, so we're at an impasse." I reached down and gave her shaft a squeeze.

"Ngh! Dang it! How can I be this horny and cuddly at the same time?" she complained.

"I know the feeling." Pulling Linnette's skirt and panties down to reveal the six inches of dragon prick that had already made it out of her sheath, I said, "I got double penetrated for the first time today."

"Well, that explains why you smell so strongly of Crystal and Violet." She chuckled as she pulled my sweat pants down.

"We did it in the Geography room," I said as I walked toward her bathroom.

"Oh? How did you end up in there?" she asked.

"It's where I hid after my little scuffle with Nicole," I said.

"Scuffle?"

After grabbing a towel, I said, "How about we sit together and I'll tell you all about it?" I laid the towel down on her light brown couch.

"Sure, but no clothes. I want to be distracted from the worry I feel about all this." She helped me out of my top and bra and then I helped her out of hers before we sat side by side on the couch.

We just held each other while I explained what happened with Nicole, but when I started recounting my time with Crystal and Violet, our hands found each other's cocks. By the time I got to Violet knotting me, our scents were filling the room and Linnette's pre was running down the underside of her shaft.

Catching her pre with my hand, I licked it off enjoying Linnette's unique salty sweetness. "I've got a surprise for you. Violet and Crystal made a video for us. You want to put it up on the big screen while I try out your ottoman?"

"Try out my ottoman?" Linnette raised an eyebrow.

I blushed. "I, uhh, I may or may not have had a dream where you fucked me while I was laying atop your ottoman."

"May or may not?" She smirked.

Getting up and going over my camera bag, I said, "It's possible I imagined you barely fitting inside me and cringing whenever I clenched around you."

"And I might have thought about bouncing you on my lap while we watched movies together tonight." Linnette grunted as she stroked herself.

"Well, I didn't daydream about you knotting me so tight that we were stuck there for an hour just cuddling afterwards." I bent over my bag as I pulled my professional camcorder and an HDMI cable out of it.

Linnette grabbed my tail and lifted it out of the way and, as I gasped in surprise, she pressed the head of her cock against my scaly pussy lips. "And I totally didn't think about doing this the moment you bent over!" She shoved her hips forward and popped the head of her girthy prick inside me.

I dropped the HDMI cable on the floor and grabbed at my breasts as she grabbed onto my left shoulder and pressed more inches inside me. It was tight, almost painful, but also pleasurable beyond belief. I could feel every little detail of her dick in full, especially her barbs. "FUUUHHHH!" was all I managed to say, loving this pleasant surprise.

"This is marvelous!" She moaned and shivered as she got a third of herself buried inside me. "And reaaaallly tight. You okay?"

"MORE!" I begged.

"Oh my!" she exclaimed as she got to the half-way mark.

"Ungh!" There was this amazing pressure inside me making me feel oh so full and a heat radiating down my legs. I was also having a lot of trouble staying upright due to the intensity of the sensations.

She stopped after getting a couple inches deeper and said, "I think this might be all that fits for now."

"While I do love this, the position isn't ideal. Maybe pull out and I'll get the video set up and then I can lay on the ottoman?"

"And I'll go get a blanket so our mess doesn't get in my carpet." We both grunted as she pulled out.

My pussy winked several times in a row to complain about its new favorite cock being taken away as I hooked the camcorder up to her wall-mounted HDTV and got the video ready to play.

When she came back to the room with a thick blanket, I helped her lay it over the ottoman and surrounding carpet. Then I laid atop her nice big ottoman holding the remote for the camcorder and lifting my tail high. "Put it back."

She got a twinkle in her eye. "Put what back?"

I wrapped my tail around her cock and squeezed. "This!"

"Hooooh!" she bellowed as I manhandled her dick. The moment I let up, she stepped up to my backside and put her right hand on my shoulder blade for support as she guided her shaft in.

Once she'd gotten herself half in again, I started the video.

Crystal addressed the camera saying, "Hey Bianca! Violet wants to show off her first lesbain makeout session, don't you Violet?"

Violet hid behind Crystal and peeked over her shoulder.

"Okay, I can take a hint. I'll just shut it off, then." Crystal reached toward the camera.

Violet whispered in Crystal's ear.

Crystal grinned. "Sure! I'll take the lead till you're horny enough to speak up." She turned around and pushed Violet onto the bed before climbing atop her. "You see, Violet wants to be recorded, she's just shy." Crystal pulled off Violet's top while pressing her knee up between Violet's jean-clad legs.

We moaned in unison with Violet as Linnette's prick got past half way. I bucked my hips to thrust my dick in the space between my scaly belly and the ottoman, gasping in delight. My hips, legs, and back felt like someone was slapping hot packs on them and as I was hit by a sudden orgasm out of nowhere. As I came around Linnette's shaft, the tightness in my pussy waned and I my torso lengthened causing my skin and scales to slide across the ottoman.

Linnette said, "Not yet! Not without knotting her!" and kept herself completely still.

My prick and nipples buzzed sympathetically with the ecstasy pouring out of my spasming pussy. Meanwhile, Crystal pulled off Violet's jeans and panties while making out with her. The camera had a good angle on the action and I grunted as I watched Crystal slip two fingers inside Violet.

Then Linnette, noticing there was more room inside me, dug her fingers into my shoulders and shifted forward. As inch after inch tested my capacity and kept me orgasming, Crystal stopped making out and made a show of undressing for the camera. Linnette and I both gasped in approval as Crystal's perfect bust fell free of her bra. We gasped again when she removed her skirt to show off her balls and alligator prick.

As Crystal lifted her balls out of the way to show off her pussy, Linnette's knot kissed my snatch. Then she collapsed atop me saying, "Oof, I feel strange."

"Oh? Does it not feel good?" I asked finally able to speak again.

"It feels wonderful, better than I imagined." She shuddered. "But something's happening to me.

"Wh—AHH!" I said as her prick throbbed larger inside me.

"Whoa, that feels weird…and good!" Her breasts moved further up my back accompanied by a popping sound from her spine.

While I was wondering what the hell was happening with Linnette, Crystal moved the camera to the side of the bed. Then she hiked up Violet's legs and shoved inside her. Violet made this titillating grunt-moan and arched her back. Crystal looked right into the camera and said, "Wanna bet she likes it rough?" before making slow-but-hard thrusts. Violet grabbed at the sides of her head and yowled in ecstasy.

Linnette's breasts were now against the back of my head and lumps were pushing out of her torso and pressing against my rib cage. She was saying, "Oh dear, oh dear, oooh! OOOOH DEAR!" as pleasure and shock overwhelmed her.

I stopped the video. "Holy shit! You're turning into a taur!"

"A TAUR?!" she yelped.

Her cock stole my words because it got even longer! Panting and moaning under her, I learned what it felt like to be taken by a real live stallion. By some miracle, I was still growing and she was barely fitting inside me. Those lumps growing out of her were feeling more like feet as her torso continued to elongate.

"H-how will I drive to school? How will I find pants?" Linnete said in a panicked voice.

Reaching behind me and stroking her sides, I said, "Hey, it's okay! You're not the first. They make stuff for taurs."

Her back arched more and more as her front lifted off me. She took hold of my hands saying, "I'm scared."

"I'll help with anything you struggle to do, I will be here for you." I squeezed her hands and clenched around her dick.

"Unf! Do that again!" Her prick surged inside me.

As I tightened around her again, she moaned sharply, "Yes! More!"

For the next minute or so, I hugged her shaft inside me while she closed her eyes reveling in the intense intimacy we were sharing. Tightening around her felt ridiculously good on my end too and I was preing on the blanket that was pressed up against my front. When she opened her eyes again, I started the video back up and watched as Violet had a fit over a bulge that was forming just above her pussy. As Violet's canine tip poked out of her forming sheath, Linnette's new forepaws started reaching down the sides of the ottoman.

Toying with Violet's sheath and tip, Crystal said, "Oooh, I bet you're gonna grow a nice big doggy dick!"

"Ha-AAHHHHH!" Violet thrust into Crystal's fingers.

Linnette's entire tauric half was covered in beautiful ruby red and lavender scales. Scales I marveled at as I ran my claws over her forelegs. There was just so much of her! Especially her cock, which was now large enough to challenge my bigger frame. She groaned above me as her lower half took on a feral dragon shape. "Oh God, Linnette, you're blowing my mind." I wiggled my hips feeling small in a very satisfying way.

As she tensed her muscles so she could stand on her new legs, she said, "This is like flooring the gas pedal. I feel so damn alive! GAH!"

"What?" I rubbed her new legs, which was much less awkward than reaching behind me to touch her taur belly.

"My balls are—HNNGGG!" She thrust into me. "They're getting bigger!" Pulling out and jamming back in hard enough to make us both cry out, she continued, "And I need to cum!"

"Do it! I can take you!" I rolled my hips so she had the perfect angle to shove more in.

"No!" She pulled almost all the way out and lifted herself off me a bit. "Flip over, I want to feel your cock against me."

After pausing the video, I started turning onto my back. It was awkward because I had to make sure my legs didn't get tangled in her back ones. We moaned, grunted, and shook. Once I was facing her scaly feral belly, she used her powerful haunches to stuff me with everything up to her knot. Resuming the video, I bucked my hips fucking the front of her belly. My prick was already aching to cum. I wanted to feel my flare and knots inflate in the space between us as I gave us a cream filling.

Violet howled in pleasure as Crystal fucked her senseless never relinquishing her grip on Violet's canine prick. The high-pitched wails from Violet accompanied by Crystal's throaty grunts of effort put me on edge. Then Violet's knot popped out of her sheath and her balls fell into her sac as she thrashed on the bed. Her dick jumped as if it was going to cum, but nothing came out and she started growling in frustration while thrusting frantically into Crystal's right hand.

As Crystal pummeled Violet's pussy, Linnette did the same to mine. Linette's balls were so big that they were swinging to spank my ass even though her knot wasn't making it all the way in. The sensation of being wrapped around her cock, being stretched so taut every time she entered me, got me to cum again before she could even knot me. Convulsing underneath her, I fucked the space between us with my dick as my equine cunt milked her for all she was worth.

Violet screeched as her dick became a geyser and Crystal tried to catch some in her mouth. The moment she got a taste, though, she was all business. Taking hold of Violet's buttocks, Crystal leaned into her thrusts moaning sharply with each breath. This only made Violet's canine fountain spurt more as she came around Crystal's shaft.

With a luscious deep moan, Linnette laid into me shoving her knot against my entrance. My eyes widened as I felt myself spread so far open that my large clit was rubbing against her cock flesh. When her giant knot passed its girthiest point and popped inside me, my orgasm spilled out of its container. My own knot swelled along with my flare and I christened her feral half with my jizz.

Then her knot expanded inside me to lock us together and her prick contracted along its length. "Oh! OH! BIANCA!" Linnette clawed at the blanket with her back feet as her dick flooded me with thick spooge.

"AAAIIIEEEEE!" I had zero control of my screams as she filled me so full I was getting another orgasm just from the immense warmth that she was giving me.

Crystal made her last thrust and came while Violet's tail wagged between her legs. After a few hollars of bliss, she collapsed on top of Violet and held her tight.

Violet clutched Crystal in her arms, her hips gyrating wildly as her orgasm hit another peak. After they stopped moaning, they shared the quiet afterglow just like Linnette and I were doing. About five minutes later, they were whispering sweet nothings to each other. I couldn't even do that, I just sat there with Linnette inside me feeling my niples and prick rub against her underside.

Crystal gasping as she pulled out of Violet brought my attention back to the screen. "You're gonna get hard again."

"What?" Violet asked.

Putting her head between Violet's legs, Crystal took Violet's prick into her mouth.

"Gah! Aaah!" Violet cried as she grabbed Crystal's hair and thrust her hips.

Linnette was watching intently and I could smell how wet she was, so I lifted my tail up and prodded at her snatch with the tip. As she looked down at me to say something, I speared her passage. Her breath caught in her throat as her depths twitched around me. The more I gave her, the wider she spread her legs. Her feral snatch was massive and I had two feet of my tail buried in her before I reached the end. By that point, I was stretching her entrance wider than her own knot would have and I was adoring the wet heat that encompassed my muscular appendage.

Pulling her mouth off of Violet's shaft, Crystal straddled Violet's hips and lowered herself toward Violet's lap.

Violet clutched at her uppermost set of breasts. "YES! OH YES!"

"You like that, huh?" Crystal dropped all the way down impaling herself on every inch of Violet's length.

"HAAAAH! You're so warm!" Violet exclaimed.

Lifting herself up, Crystal said, "Oh, it gets even better." She dropped herself down and got into a rhythm.

Violet's mouth stayed wide open while Crystal bounced on her hard enough to make the bed squeak.

I fucked Linnette with my tail using Crystal's tempo while experimenting with all the different shapes my tail could make. Rolling waves and a loose helix seemed to make Linnette moan the loudest, so I used those with slight variations trying to keep her on her toes. Her haunches moved in counterpoint to the curves of my tail adding to the friction.

"You gonna knot me, bitch?" Crystal picked up the pace and groped Violet's second set of breasts. This got Violet thrusting upwards to meet Crystal at the bottom of each bounce.

"Yes! I'm wanna cum inside you!" Violet grabbed Crystal's hips and started pulling her down. Her breasts swelled bigger as her body thickened. "Faster!"

Now they were sprinting, an erotic blur, and Violet's body was gaining husky fur while her feet were cracking and becoming paw-like. And Crystal's feet were taking on alligator traits, but they were too busy to catalog their changes. They just fucked like animals barely able to keep up with their breathing while popping Violet's knot in and out so fast and hard the mic was picking up their wet smacking sounds.

Linnette was pinching her nipples and looking into my eyes as she panted and gasped. Now that she was loosened up, I gave her another couple inches and she hissed in ecstasy.

"AAAH! You're getting bigger! YEAH!" Crystal arched her back. "I'm close!"

"CUM! I want to feel it! PLEASE!" The desperation in Violet's voice made me bite my lip.

Then their bodies came together and didn't part again. Violet fidgeted on the bed squeaking like a broken toy as she lost her load in Crystal's alligator pussy.

Crystal threw her head back and screamed, "YEEEESSSSS!!!" As she came, her feet continued gaining scales and claws. Grey fur spread down Violet's legs to meet the fur growing up from her changing feet.

Watching them cum got Linnette off almost immediately. Her cavernous cunt kneaded my tail. I gasped and wiggled under her as her orgasmic motions moved her knot inside me. Focusing on trying to make this as good for her as possible, I kept manipulating my tail to stir her cumming muff.

As Violet and Crystal recovered, Violet's hands started darkening on the palms while fur spread across them. She played with Crystal's breasts saying, "Do you like the paw pads?"

Crystal groaned and pressed back against Violet's fondling, "Mmmhmm!" For once, Crystal had run out of words.

Being knotted to Linnette was the most satisfying cuddling I'd ever experienced and I was in danger of drifting off to sleep. It seemed we both were, there wasn't one tense muscle in Linnette's entire body. The video ran a full twenty minutes before Crystal pulled off of Violet's softening shaft and tiredly waved goodbye as she shut off the camera. During that twenty minutes of video and for a half hour afterwards, Linnette and I silently stroked each other, gave each other tail hugs, and teased each other by tightening our pussies or making tiny thrusts.

Linnette broke the silence with a sigh. "My balls feel huge and my cock better not be over two feet long."

"I doubt it. Though, if it is, you'd be hung like a draft horse." I patted her side.

"That's bragging rights I don't need." She furrowed her brow. "How do you know how long a draft horse's cock is?"

I blushed. "Uhh, I was looking up stuff in case I turned into a taur and…got distracted?"

She smirked. "Do you have a thing for horses?"

"Not until I got a flared cock."

Now she was grinning. "That's not a 'no.'"

"Do you have a thing for horses?" I asked.

She cringed. "Ever since I helped out at my aunt's ranch."

"You must reaaally like my equipment, then."

Blushing, she said, "Would you mind staying another hour or two?"

"I could get hard again." I grinned. "Do you want to pull out?"

"Nope." Linnette said.

"Feels too good?" I smiled.

"That and I don't even wanna know how much man butter I put in you."

"Man butter?" I giggled.

Shaking her head, she said, "My first boyfriend was a dork."

"Oh? Was he a good guy?"

She chuckled. "Funniest person I've ever met. It would have worked out if either of us had known anything about relationships, but we were teenagers and I cheated on him."

"Oh no!"

"The thing people don't realize about fat girls is that we—

"You're not fat!" I protested.

"I know,when I think about it logically, I know I'm not fat, but when I was growing up, I thought everyone was supposed to look like a fashion model. And girls who think they're fat are starved for compliments and when a hot guy at a party takes a liking to us, we feel like it's an opportunity we better not pass up. Plus, I was drunk at the time and I'm one hell of a depressed drunk. So, I had sex with that hot guy who liked full figured women and got ten minutes of bliss that ruined my relationship with the first boyfriend."

"Aww, that must have been awful." I pressed my cheek against her.

"I got over it eventually." She hung her head. "Though, now, I'm starting to get those feelings again because I'm a freak of nature. I'm going to get looks no matter where I go. I don't even know if there's a good way to cover my gigantic balls and sheath. Do they make pants for taurs?"

"Yeah, there's specialty garments for taurs, but I think the most comfortable option is one of those horse skirt things," I said.

"Oh, that would be nice, actually."

"And you'll get looks, heck, I'll get looks just for being tall, but you already want to move to the city and there's a lot of mosaics there. There's enough taurs there that I think people wouldn't treat you too much like an outsider."

"You know what I'm gonna do?" We both gasped as she backed up to tug her soft knot out. Then, while her spooge started streaming out of me, she continued, "I'm gonna start seeing a therapist again. This is all too much for me and I gotta be proactive about seeking help."

"On that pamphlet we got handed in the nurse's office, it said you can get three months of therapy for free if you're a Tail Virus victim." I groaned as she pulled out further.

"I'll have a lot of time for it after my two weeks are up," Linnette said.

"You still want to quit?" I asked before extracting my tail from her, enjoying the way her passage twitched.

Linnette waited till my tail was all the way out and she'd stopped moaning to say, "It's not like I don't have savings and I want some time to deal with this." She indicated her taur body with her hands.

"Yeah, I get yo—OOOOH!" As her prick popped free, a legendary volume of jizz poured out of me.

We both stared in awe at the mess we'd made until she started laughing.

"You okay?" I asked.

She held up a finger as she continued to laugh. When she recovered, she said, "It just caught me off guard. I was expecting a lot, but that is like the work of two horses."

"Well, it does fit with your softball-sized balls."

"Soft-ball sized? Really?" She tried to find a position where she could look at them, but she was still clumsy on four legs yet and nearly fell over. "Can you snap a picture for me?"

Grabbing a corner of the blanket and holding it against my cum-dripping pussy, I opened my purse and pulled out my phone. After snapping a couple shots, I held the phone up for her.

"They're gorgeous! Too big, but still gorgeous!" Her smile was so big that her eyes had nice creases beside them.

"See? You're a bodacious. All the mosaic girls are gonna fight over you," I said.

"I'm gonna get me a busty horse one." Linnette put her hands on her hips and took on a playful confident pose.

"With a dick that's at least as big as mine. Because you deserve it," I said.

"I love you so damn much," she said.

I blinked. "I, uhh, you do?"

She held up her hands. "I didn't mean like a significant other. I meant the friend way, like being such good friends that—"

"I love you too." I hugged her pressing my tits against hers. "And I know what you meant. If we weren't so far apart in age and you weren't working at my high school when we met, we'd be a couple."

She hugged me back. "Exactly. I'd totally date you if I was in high school."

"Me too!" I nuzzled her neck and then bit it as my erection pressed out of my sheath. I stopped when she started moaning. "We'll help each other find the kindest, most open-minded, and best hung, girlfriends out there."

"Yep, and we'll live next door and have sexy times as much as we want!" She groped my ass.

I pressed my cock against her. "I'm about ready to see to that leak you got under your tail."

"You're too good to me," she said.

"Nope, not possible." I licked her muzzle. "And you can say you love me as much as you want because I really do love you too."

She sniffled. "You are the greatest thing that ever happened to me."

"Ditto," I said as I pulled her into a passionate kiss and wrapped my arms around her waist.

Warning: NSFW image of Linnette’s Transformation on next page.

Art by Tiliquain

Part 7

Violet's basement room was a universe unto itself. Crystal and Violet had painted nebulas on her midnight blue walls freshman year.  Violet's rock and mineral collection was arranged by color making a rainbow that traversed the top of her dresser and waist-high black wooden bookshelves. Our caps and gowns were hanging in Violet's walk-in closet while our clothes were strewn across Violet's dark brown carpet.

Crystal, Violet and I were loosely piled on Violet's king-sized bed and panting while each other's cum seeped out of our pussies onto her dark red satin sheets. My scaly hip was pressed up against Violet's furry one while Crystal's scaly legs were laying across mine and Violet's. My right hand was groping Violet's lowest pair of breasts making her squeak and fidget while my left hand was reaching all the way over to Crystal's rack.

Eventually, Crystal grabbed my hand and put it on her balls saying, "Gimme another grope before we put our caps and gowns back on."

At first, I just hefted Crystal's lime-sized balls, but then I reached under them and rubbed at her cum-slicked pussy. As she moaned and shook her hips, I said, "Maybe we have time for one more?"

Pulling my hand away, Crystal said, "Nope, not gonna risk being late."

Violet grabbed the two inches of my prick that had come out while I was fondling Crystal and said, "Please? We won't knot anyone this time."

Sitting up, Crystal said, "I've been late for every important event of my life. My whole family's expecting me to fuck this up."

I blinked wondering whether I was dreaming. "Whoa, I never thought I'd see the day you became the adult amongst us."

Crystal grabbed the towel we'd set out for cleanup and wiped herself so she wouldn't drip on the carpet. "It took a lot of convincing for them to let me get ready at Violet's house. Just this once, I want to prove them wrong."

Violet asked, "Is this about what your uncle said?" Violet asked.

"Maybe?" Crystal shrugged. She was looking a bit rounder in the waist, but I didn't want to say anything about it. The extra weight was oddly concentrated in her abdomen, but it didn't look bad by any means.

"What did your uncle say?" I asked as I stopped messing with Violet's tits.

Frowning, Crystal said, "He told me if I got into law school, he'd eat his hat."

"Is he getting paid to be an asshole?" I asked. "Has he ever said anything encouraging?"

"When I spooked him once, he said I should join the special forces." The crooked expression on Crystal's face was somewhere between amusement and annoyance, which pretty much summed up her feelings about her family. They were warm people with a good sense of humor, but they were some of the least open-minded people I'd ever met.

"That's not exactly a compliment," I sat up and grabbed the cleanup towel from Crystal.

"Nope, but I'll take it." Crystal hopped off the bed.

Violet said, "I guess we've had enough sex for now."

Crystal laughed. "It better be, Bianca got here an hour and a half ago."

Violet grabbed the towel from me saying, "Oh? It's been that long already?"

"Yup! Now let's get showered and dressed and haul our asses to the ceremony. I wanna be early." Crystal motioned for us to follow her into the bathroom.

Violet's shower wasn't quite big enough for the three of us, but we didn't care. We carefully worked to wash and grope each other showing affection while avoiding riling each other up too much.  To my surprise, we ended up clean and without post-shower boners.

As I put my bra on, Crystal asked. "Did you ever get that scholarship video done?"

"Yep, Linnette helped me with the final edits and I just barely made the deadline." I was putting on my tall extra large women's blouse. Ever since my latest transformation at Linnette's, I'd been unable to wear any of my previous clothes. Shopping at the mosaic store in the outlet mall had been a necessity since I was too tall for my dad's clothing and his pants didn't have tail holes.

"I bet you two were working on it while she was knotted to you. You said her knot lasts like, an hour?" Crystal threaded her tail through the tail hole in her pink skirt. We'd all gone to the mosaic clothing store together.

Violet and I were quiet as we focused on getting our tails through our tail holes. Once I had my herm-friendly panties on, I said, "Yes, okay. I worked on scholarships while knotted to Linnette. Can we please not talk about things that'll give me a boner?" The outline of my equine cock head was clear in my panties and both of them were staring at it making things worse.

"Fine. How many scholarships do you have left?" Crystal put on her bra.

"Nine that I found for Tail Virus victims." My jeans hugged my thighs and buttocks, which I liked, but I was still a bit embarrassed about how they clearly outlined my bulge Crystal had encouraged me to get a couple pairs that flaunted how hung I was. Though I had mixed feelings about it, I did like the appreciative looks I was getting from other girls, and some guys.

"Whoa, you found even more than I did," Violet marveled as she put on her teal blue skirt, which had now been modified for her tail.

"I'm gonna send you guys six of them. They're for anyone who's become a mosaic," I said.

"Hey, Bianca, can you help me apply for some scholarships? I have no idea what I'm doing," Crystal said as she picked up her purse. "I don't want to use too much of my parent's money because I don't like the strings they attach to their help."

"Sure, after we graduate I've got nothing going on," I smiled.

"I'll help you too, love," Violet said, putting on a black blouse that clung to her front and showed of her canine rack. Crystal had picked that blouse out, and though Violet was always a bit nervous going out in it, she was quite pleased with the attention she got.

"Aww, thanks!" Crystal said, bouncing on the balls of her alligator feet. "I'm gonna need all the help I can get."

"You're actually pretty good at proofreading, I think you'll be fine," I said.

"But when I stare at a blank page, it stays blank," Crystal shrugged.

"I could just tape you answering the questions the applications ask and then you could use your answers to help you figure out what to write," I offered.

"Huh, that's actually a really good idea!" Crystal made for the door to the stairwell and opened it. "Let's get on the road."

"Hey! Wait!" I called after her. "What about your cap and gown?"

"Oh, right!" Dashing over to Violet's closet, she draped our gowns over her arm and tossed us our caps. "I figure wearing them in the car is just going to be annoying." She made for the door again.

"Yeah, the fabric looks smooth, but it's too rough." Violet scrunched her face.

Curling my lip at the gowns Crystal was carrying while following close behind her, I asked, "Why did they have go with bright tangerine as the main color? Black with tangerine accents would have looked so much better."

"Yeah, you think they'd use the at home colors instead of the road colors." Violet said as she closed the door to her room.

"Home colors?" I was standing just outside the ancient emerald-colored screen door watching Violet come up the stairs.

"Back in the 1950's there wasn't any color TV, so the home team always wore dark colors and the visiting team always wore a light-colored version of their uniform. It's a tradition that has stuck around ever since."

As she reached the top of the stairs, I opened the screen door for her. "Wait, do you like sports?"

Crystal giggled. "It wasn't because she was interested in sports, it's because Violet has a huge ladyboner for Perlah's older sister."

Violet made a sheepish expression as I pulled my keys out of my purse and said, "Reyna?"

Crystal nodded. "Yup!"

"She is pretty awesome, though I like Perlah more." I said as I unlocked the car and got in.

Getting in the back seat with Crystal, Violet said, "Oh, I like Perlah too, but she's straight and Reyna is, uhh…"

"A bit like me, isn't she? Confident and stuff?" Crystal asked.

Violet said, "Yeah, but she's nicer."

"Hey, you bitch! I'm plenty nice!" Crystal said.

"Umm, Crystal, that's not what a nice person would say," I said as I pulled out of Violet's driveway.

"I don't like you because you're nice, I like you because you're honest and playful and good at…stuff," Violet said.

"You mean sex, right?" Crystal lifted an eyebrow.

Violet blushed. "Well, not only that. You're really good at picking locks and woodworking and decorating Christmas cookies."

"Huh, I guess I am good at decorating Christmas cookies." Crystal was deep in thought as she catalogued yet another thing should brag about.

"So, Reyna's a lesbian?" I asked turning onto main street.

"Yeah, she's the girl that got thrown off the track team after she was caught kissing another girl and then had to sue the school to get back on it," Violet said.

"That was her? She's tenacious!" I said waiting at a stoplight. This part of town was dominated by fast food restaurants and a ShopKo.

"Yeah, she's good people," Crystal agreed.

I caught a glimpse of Violet's muzzle in my rear view mirror and sighed. "I need to get me a muzzle like yours. Mine's too short, I look like a frog."

Putting her hand on my shoulder, Violet said, "You don't look like a frog, you look like Mona Lisa from the original Ninja Turtles."

"I'm not sure that's an improvement." I grimaced.

"Hey! She was hot!" Violet protested.

"She was your first crush, wasn't she?" Crystal observed.

"Maybe," Violet said.

"I can see that, she did go around naked all the time and her tail was nice and thick," I said as I turned onto the highway.

"Oh ho! So you like thick tails now?" Crystal teased.

"Well, not when I have to put the car seat further back and use a pillow above my tail so I can rest my back against something without smooshing it. Like, they really should just put holes in the backs of car seats. There's lots of mosaics with tails. Like, Crystal, you're having to sit way forward on your seat. That's probably not safe." I'd started speeding while I was ranting, so I slowed down a bit.

"There's custom auto shops where you can get that sort of stuff done, but it's a bit pricey," Crystal said.

"Linnette's going to have to straight up buy a new car," I said.

"Are you gonna pick her up after dropping us off?" Crystal asked.

"Yuuuup," I nodded.

"At least she lives close," Violet said.

"Yeah!" I smiled. "Anyway, I'm starting to wonder if my muzzle's gonna stay like this."

"Probably not?" Violet thought for a moment. "The Tail Virus can take up to a month to fully transform people. I'm thinking I'll have a nice husky muzzle and get fur everywhere before it's done with me."

"I'd like scales everywhere and a nice muzzle so I look like a proper dragon," I said as I got off an exit. It was just bland farmland with little groves of trees breaking it up. There weren't even very many hills to make things interesting. "Did Nicole try anything the day before yesterday? I assume no news is good news."

"Nope, it would've been real assholic, even for her, trying to pull something when all the teachers were frantically trying to get all their grades submitted," Crystal said.

"Yeah, sorry I wasn't able to stay," I said as I turned into our school's parking lot.

Crystal shrugged, "Ehh, it's fine, Linnette has it harder than any of us. I'm glad you're helping her out."

"Yeah! She's a sweetheart," Violet said.

"Yes, she is the sweetest." I pulled up to the front of the school and let them out. "See you soon!"

"We'll wait in the cafeteria," Violet said as Crystal grabbed our gowns and hats and then closed the door.

"Okay!" I said and then pulled forward so other people could use the drop off zone. Then I pulled out my phone and called Linnette.

"Hey, Bianca!" Linnette sounded quite peppy.

"Just calling to let you know I'm on my way and to ask if you need me to pick anything up before I get there," I said.

"No need! Since I'm a taur, I can use the handicap bus service. It's like a taxi for people who have mobility issues," she said.

I blinked. "We have a thing like that?"

"Yeah! I was looking up getting an Uber there, since I hadn't heard from you and figured you were busy, and found that I don't even need one." The engine of the bus was making a soft roar on her end.

"So, you'll be here soon?" I asked.

"Yep!" she said. "This bus is shared with the next town over, so availability is a bit spotty, but I got lucky this time."

"Well, don't be afraid to ask me for a ride if you ever need one, okay?"

"Oh, I'll definitely ask if I need help." She paused for a moment. "Actually, I'd like help selling my old car. We can talk about that later, though, I should probably stop subjecting people to our conversation."

"Okay! Talk to you later!" I said.

"Bye!" She hung up.

I found a parking space and walked up to the boring beige and grey rectangular facade of our school. I'd seen high schools with ritzy entrances, but ours wasn't one of them. Only thing special about it was a shelter out front for people to keep people out of the elements when they were waiting for their rides. It jutted out from above the front door and had a slight slant to it to make sure rain didn't pool on it. The shelter was one crooked thing on a building that was otherwise all perfect rectangles and people said the most hilarious things when seeing it for the first time. My favorites were some variation of, "Did they put that on crooked?"

Clumps of glaringly-orange-robed students were all throughout the entrance chatting with their fancilly-clothed families. Crystal and Violet were talking to Perlah and Reyna right near the entrance. Perlah's upturned nose and big eyes made her so damn cute. The right side of her body was harder for her to sense and control due to a car accident, so her sister, Reyna, was with her ready to help her out with anything she needed. Reyna did this for most of Perlah's important life events so Perlah didn't have to deal with having her parents or an aide around. Reyna, in true elder sister fashion, was dressed like a badass. Her military-green light summer coat went well with her warm-toned tawny skin and the blue highlight in her black hair.

Violet was hiding a massive tent in her gown with her purse, her tail wagging softly whenever Reyna looked at her. I hoped Violet's higher libido would give her the courage to finally make a move on Reyna before Reyna headed back to college.

"No, it's not weird at all, I think you look stunning as a husky," Reyna said.

Violet's ears perked up and her tail went into overdrive. I could smell her excitement as I walked up to join their conversation.

"Only weird part is gonna be how people won't recognize you at first and all your family photos now look like they were taken of a different person—Bianca, is that you?!" Perlah carefully managed her center of gravity as she reached out to give me a hug.

Giving Perlah a nice big hug, I said, "What gave me away?"

"Your smile," Perlah said. My bust was above the top of her head and she felt tiny.

"What, really?" I let her go and took a step back.

She giggled. "Oh God! Look at your ears! One's flopped down and the other is straight up."

I blushed as everyone looked at my ear-enhanced-expression. Reyna's expression became withdrawn, like she was wondering how the muscles that moved my ears were arranged.

"Crystal and Violet told me what happened to you, so I made an educated guess," Perlah explained. She, and her sister, loved to tease me a bit like Crystal did and it made conversations with them so much fun. I literally had no idea what was going to happen half the time.

"Ah, okay. I wish we had some classes together like last semester." I narrowed my eyes at her. "You and your fetish for AP STEM courses."

Reyna broke in with, "Well, you can't become a technomage by taking film studies courses, can you?"

"I guess I'll have to shelve my plans for a doomsday device, then." I frowned melodramatically.

"Your ears are drooping…oh, it's so adorable!" Perlah reached into her purse with her left hand and pulled out her phone. "Stay like that for just one second."

I made my frown worse and she had to stifle her giggling to get a stable shot.

Reyna said, "Your ears are heavier and longer than Violet's. They droop a lot more when you let them fall."

"Oh? I haven't really thought about them much," I said.

"I'd be pretty preoccupied too if I grew a knotted horsecock." Perlah grinned.

"Hey! You stole my line, sis!" Reyna complained.

"It was low-hanging fruit!" Perlah shot back.

"Like Bianca's balls!" Crystal blurted out.

Perlah and Crystal did a fist bump as Reyna chuckled and Violet bit her lip.

"Crystal!" I glared at her, wondering how long they'd all been talking about my cock before I got there. Being under the spotlight in this way got me wet and Crystal knew it!

"What? It was relevant to the conversation!" Crystal lied.

"You're a bad influence." My sheath was tingling and I was blushing.

She made an angelic face. "That's why you keep me around, isn't it?"

"Sure," I said. "We need everyone talking about my dick, apparently."

"Because your dick is lit," Crystal said definitively.

Violet had reached critical awkward conversation levels and changed the subject with, "So, Perlah, did you get your AP test results back yet?"

We chatted a bit about how we did in our classes. None of us really had anything to worry about and I got a bit bored because I ended up talking about the scholarships I was applying for yet again. Then Violet spotted her parents waving at her. "Ahh, my parents found me. I should probably go chat with them."

Grabbing Violet's hand, Crystal said, "I'll come with."

"Bye!" Perlah and Reyna said.

"See you in the cafeteria soon," I said.

"Yep!" Crystal said before she and bid us farewell.

"I should find my parents too," I said. "It's getting close to when we need to show up at the band room."

We said our goodbyes and then I walked up to my parents who were across the hall. Dad's curly hair was as wild as ever and Mom's business suit looked as sharp as ever. Someday, I'd have to make a short film about them because they contrasted each other so well and yet they got along. Mom said, "Where's your cap and gown?"

"Crystal has them," I said.

"Oh good," she reached out and adjusted my bangs.

I let her fuss over me since I knew she was nervous and fixing my hair was an outlet for her nervousness about me finally graduating. Dad gave me a one-armed hug saying, "So proud of you."

Looking down at him was never going to feel normal. Six and a half feet was quite the vantage point to see the world from: everyone looked short. I got a silly impulse and patted Dad's head the same way he used to do to me. "I'm proud of you too, champ."

Mom burst out laughing as Dad jerked his head upward to look me in the eye. "Hey! Just because you're taller doesn't mean you get to start treating me like a kid!"

"I don't know, you're the one that begged me and Mom to get a puppy," I chided.

He winced and Mom laughed a bit more.

Giving Dad a big hug, I said, "Thanks for not treating me like a freak. I don't know what I would've done if you guys weren't so supportive."

"I'm just glad you stopped wearing my clothes, you were starting to stretch them out," Dad said as I let go of him.

"What he means to say is 'you're welcome,'" Mom corrected.

"Love you, champ!" Dad reached up to give me a pat on the back.

I put my head in my hands. "Oh God, I just resurrected that term of endearment, didn't I?"

"I'd forgotten I used to call you that, thanks for the reminder." Dad beamed.

"Well, I guess it's not all that bad, Crystal calls me that from time to time. I wonder if she got it from her dad. Is it part of some universal dad language?" I asked.

Mom said, "You know all those vapid family movies we didn't force you to watch when you were young? Well, I'm pretty sure that's where young dads get it from."

"Young dads…Makes them sound like their own species," I mused while playing with the end of my tail.

"Wrong, we're Martians." Dad broke out his perfect perfect Arnold Shwarzenegger impression, "We came to earth to father your children."

Mom put her head in her hands as Dad and I cackled like five year olds.

Still playing with the end of my tail, I said, "You know, I like having a tail. I thought it'd be knocking everything over with it, but it's actually been more useful than clumsy."

Staring intently at my tail, Mom tilted her head lost in thought. "It does seem useful. Are the scales on the underside rougher than the ones on top?"

"Not really, but they do have a different texture. You want to touch it?" I unwrapped it from my fingers.

"Yes, actually." She reached toward my tail. It was always hard to guess with her and touch, but curiosity was one of her strongest traits.

I put my tail in her hands saying, "Weirdly smooth, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it feels like that ball python we pet at the Reptile Gardens." She felt along it until I wrapped the slender tip around her pinky. "Okay, now you're just making me jealous."

"Oh?" I asked.

"Yeah! Who wouldn't be? This morning, when you cleared the table after breakfast, you slipped your tail through all the handles on the coffee mugs without even thinking about it. Whole table cleared in one trip to the dishwasher. And since then, I've thought of a whole slew of uses for a dexterous tail like yours." She let go.

I sighed. "I wish there was a way to give people the Tail Virus and know what the result would be. Even though Linnette, Violet, Crystal, and I all got infected with the same group of strains, we all turned out so different."

In that moment, both my parents put something  together and looked at each other silently trying to decide who should go first. Then Dad spoke up, "Did you get infected by Linnette?

Not wanting to tell a flat lie, I said, "The Tail Virus is very contagious and it was an accident."

Dad stroked his chin with the back of his hand. "You two have always seemed very close. Closer than you are with any of your other friends. But you have been at her house more than ours lately. What's up with that?"

I got a nervous shiver up my spine. Not wanting them to go any further down that trail, I said, "Linnette has been helping me with my scholarship applications. She knows a lot about film history and stuff." It came out faster than I wanted to, but since I was just selecting parts of the truth to tell them, I wasn't having the problem where I froze up from outright lying.

Mom looked at me in that analytical way that always made me feel like a was an ant under a magnifying glass and then leaned in and spoke quietly, "Bianca, you should have told us."

I had no idea what Mom was going to do about Linnette and it terrified me beyond belief. "If the Tail Virus hadn't happened, we wouldn't have done anything." I put my hands in front of myself feeling like I was going to collapse into a crying ball right there. "Please, please don't tell anyone. We didn't mean to get into this situation and it's not Linnette's fault. I was the one that pushed it." I was visibly shaking.

Dad's complexion had blanched and he was gaping like someone had stepped on his toe. But Mom was stalwart as ever as she calculated her best move. "When you say accident, you mean neither of you could have expected it, right?"

"Yes!" I said.

"And you promise me that this was your choice, that you weren't being manipulated?" Mom put her hand on my chin forcing me to bear the full weight of her gaze.

"Yes," I cringed wondering what was going to come next.

"Are you two planning to have a spousal relationship after you graduate?" Mom asked.

"No, we think the circumstances of how we met are problematic and our age gap is larger than we're comfortable with," I said.

Dad took a deep breath. "Okay, that's a relief."

"Don't pass this off just yet, hon. They may decide to get together in the future." She turned to me. "If a couple years pass and you have experienced a few more relationships and then go back to Linnette, I would be far less concerned. It would still be hard for me to live with, but I'm willing to try."

Mom was going too far again. I'd been scared at first, but now I was getting annoyed. She was just loading her expectations on top of me without asking me whether I wanted them. I clenched my jaw. My parents trusted me and rarely had talks with me like this. I felt like I was eight years old again and they were judging me on making a decision I wasn't even fully happy with. My relationship with Linnette was something that would haunt us for the rest of our lives. Something that everyone would be offering their opinions on if they found out. I hoped that the good outweighed the bad, but I didn't know whether it did.

"I can't even go there yet. She's a teacher for Christ's sake!" Dad said.

"Harold! Keep your voice down!" Mom scolded.

I held up my hands to defend myself, "No, she's not, she has never graded anything of mine or been in charge of me." This was the absolute wrong time and place for this conversation. I was getting an adrenaline surge and felt like I'd just drunk a whole pitcher of coffee.

"Why didn't you tell us you were a lesbian? We could have supported you so much more and maybe helped you find an outlet that wasn't someone who would get fired for…I can't even say it." Dad's bottom lip was quivering.

"I didn't know for sure until a week ago!" I said with no idea how to process what just happened, but I was feeling incredibly irritated. They were poking at things that were already causing me anxiety and making it even worse. And here I was trying to calm my own parents down when I should have been freeing Violet and Crystal up so we could get ready for the ceremony. Sometimes, they cared about me too much.

"Okay, I'm glad that you weren't hiding your orientation from us. I would feel like a terrible parent if you didn't feel safe talking to us about that." Dad stretched his neck to try and loosen up. He'd been looking like he was about to implode from all the tension. "I still can't understand why you'd do something like this. You're normally so conscientious."

My parents glanced toward the front door as Linnette entered. Both of them looked like they wanted to talk to her and Dad started raising his hand to try and get her attention. The tension in my shoulders was making my hunch. "Don't you even," I said. "We do not need a family meeting with her about this, especially not now."

"You know, you're nineteen, I don't think we can tell you what to do when it comes to your relationships. But I have one thing to say, when it comes to things like what you've been doing with Linnette, think about the impact it will have on the other person before you decide to engage in adult activities. Your relationship puts Linnette in a very difficult spot." Mom glanced at Linnette with concern a couple times while she spoke.

I glared at her and made a fist. She was crossing the line into patronizing and she knew I hated that. And being reminded of Linnette having to quit because of me only made me angrier. It's not like I could do anything about it. I didn't have a time machine. "Mom, you don't have to remind me, I know!"

"Calm down, Bianca, we're not mad at you," Dad said.

My nostrils flared as I showed my teeth. "No! You think I wanted to have my sex drive go from zero to three thousand over the course of a day? You think I wanted to be taller than my own dad and have buy an entire new wardrobe? You think I like having a bulge in my pants so big everyone stares at it? I've had my entire life blown up in one fucking week and now I'm getting interrogated by my parents in front of everyone when I should be getting ready to graduate!"

Dad cowered looking truly afraid of me for the first time in my life.

Seeing him like that doused my anger with cold water. "I'm sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have yelled." I could smell that both of them were afraid and that made me sick to my stomach. And there were these really confusing feelings centered around my junk because I liked some of the attention it got and having it, but I also found it to be inconvenient and frustrating because I couldn't shut it off when I wanted to.

"You've been through a lot, champ. It's okay." Dad still looked a bit pale.

Mom said, "Let's talk more later, okay? It's getting close to graduation time, after all."

"Yep." Afraid I'd just yell more, I left my parents and went up to Violet's who had now been joined by Crystal's. Violet's mom was in a beautiful midnight-blue dress with her hair done up in a nice little bun while Violet's dad was in a business suit with midnight blue button down shirt that matched her mom's dress. Crystal's parents were in their Sunday clothes, literally. Her dad had his minister collar and her mom was wearing a frilly light pink Sunday dress.

Addressing Crystal's parents, Violet said, "I'm just glad I was able to help Crystal with all her studying."

Violet's parents had this adorable knowing grin as Violet spoke.

Crystal said, "We're going to be working on scholarship applications next!"

It was good I made it to them when I did because the longer Crystal and Violet were in front of Crystal's parents, the more likely they'd catch on to something and make Crystal's life hell. "Sorry to interrupt, but we really should get ready for the ceremony."

Crystal's dad said, "Absolutely! Don't let us make you late."

Pulling Crystal and Violet along with me, I said, "To the cafeteria!" trying to be bubbly and ignore how agitated I was.

In the cafeteria, in the far corner, was a herm deer mosaic and a bunny mosaic going at it with their gowns pulled up. We just ignored them, and the scent of their sex, as best we could and they were too busy to pay us any mind. The awkward situation kept us from talking while we donned our caps and gowns, which was a shame because I really needed to vent about my parents.

Once we were dressed, we walked past the auditorium and into the band room. The moment I was inside, I realized there was a problem. Timpani drums, a celesta, a gong, a concert marimba, and various other instruments had all been pushed up against the walls to make room, but it still felt like there wasn't nearly enough space for the hundred plus students in the graduating class. A class where nearly half were freshly transformed mosaics that were looking genuinely uncomfortable. The elephant we'd seen transform in the cafeteria was holding her cap in both hands hiding her groin, the orca was standing with her legs crossed looking very impatient, and the other mosaics in the room reflected their sexual tension. The non-mosaics were staring at them with curiosity and trepidation.

The room smelled so much like sex that my crotch warmed in seconds. But that wasn't the only smell, I smelled caramel and coffee and several girls were holding cups. As I turned to my left to look along the wall ,  I saw a couple cardboard containers with handles from Twin Mermaids and a line of girls. Standing next to the coffee was Nicole who gave me a sickeningly smug grin the moment she met my eyes.

Every bit of rage I'd been feeling toward my parents was back as I glared daggers at Nicole.

Violet and Crystal gasped noticing the same thing I just had. Violet ran over to Reyna and Perlah who both had cups saying, "Hey! Don't drink that!"

Over a dozen girls had lattes in their hands, and judging by the number of cups next to the coffee containers, Nicole hadn't been here long. Even so, every new victim she claimed was a mistake I'd made. Something I'd all but promised Linnette we wouldn't let happen. And Nicole was acting as if she'd already won.

As Crystal walked up to girls holding coffees making up a story about a recall due to foodborne illness, a teacher who had become a lynx mosaic tried to take stock of the situation. My nostrils flared and my teeth clenched as the muscles in my arms tensed up. I walked up to the table with the coffee and waited for the moment the teacher's gaze was off me. Then I jumped in front of the line spooking the two people pouring their own cups into setting the coffee containers down. As people protested about me budging in line, I put the caps back on the coffee containers. Nicole was yelling at me, but I was wholly focused on putting an end to her plan and didn't give a shit what she thought about that.

Saying, "Sorry, they're contaminated!," I grabbed the handles of the coffee containers and ran toward the door I'd just come through. My seething anger must have been clear in my single-minded dashing toward the door because everyone was getting out of my way.

Everyone except Nicole who had anticipated me trying to head out the door and cut me off. Poking me in the chest and getting right up in my face, she said, "Hey, you bitch, I bought those for everyone!"

"MOVE!" I roared at her so loud that she jumped. Her flinch gave me an opening so I could run around her.

She recovered fast enough to run right after me. When I got to the door, remembering the last time I had to open a door when both my hands were full, I used my tail to open it. A wave of relief hit me as I entered the hallway, but it was short lived. Just as I was turning right so I could run toward the bathroom and dump out the coffee, Nicole dove through the door and grabbed my tail. Dragging her across the floor, I said, "Let go!"

"Bring those back!" she demanded.

"I'll drag you all the way into the bathroom if I have to." She was making it so I couldn't run, but I was still able to walk at a brisk pace.

A voice from behind us stopped me in my tracks. "Bianca Geisler! What the hell do you think you're doing?" It was the teacher who'd been watching over the room. Hearing her California accent, I recognized she was Ms. Huxton, the physics teacher. Her paisley-patterned sea green skirt and salmon-colored top hugged her lanky body. I'd never taken a class from her, but she was awesome and  used liquid nitrogen to make ice cream and freeze things at school events.

By this time, all the parents and teachers out in the hallway who were chatting before getting a seat in the auditorium had heard us. A significant few were now leaning or standing on their tiptoes to peer at us, including Linnette.

With an audience, I knew I needed to be extra sure not to seem like an asshole, so I borrowed Crystal's tactic, "The milk they put in these lattes just got recalled, I was trying to save anyone from drinking it." I sounded far less sure than I wanted, but that was par for the course when it came to me lying.

"I'm sorry, but your behavior hasn't garnered any trust. Do you have proof for your claim?" Ms. Huxton crossed her arms.

My shoulders slumped. If I showed Ms. Huxton my proof, Nicole would make sure Linnette got fired before she quit and get blacklisted for doing stuff with me. Nicole grabbed the containers out of my limp defeated hands.

Ms. Huxton's expression had remained cool the whole time. In other circumstances, I would have been happy to have her around. "We're going to have to have a chat with the principal about this behavior, but we can do that later, why don't you come inside and—"

"Wait!" Linnette called out, looking totally fab in the knee-length taur skirt I bought her. It was dark blue green with light blue green Celtic knots embroidered into the fabric. I'd also bought her light-blue-rimmed reading glasses that fit her new dragon face. "Bianca is trying to protect the identity of a student who is currently under investigation for a felony. Let Bianca dump out the coffee and I'll explain everything in private."

Nicole handed the coffee back to me like the handles were burning her hands, "Oh no! I'm sorry Bianca, we should have trusted you."

I rolled my eyes at her and then dashed into the bathroom. As I poured out all the coffee, I wondered how much Nicole spent on all of it. She may have done it partially to put me in my place, but she was just infecting random students at this point. That left me with the chilling conclusion that she got something out of infecting people. That my suspicion that this was some sort of power trip was correct.

Part 8

Once I was done pouring Nicole's Tail Virus tainted coffee down the drain, I crushed down the disposable containers and tossed them in the trash. After walking out the woman's bathroom, I headed straight into the band room. Linnette was talking intently with Ms. Huxton and the room smelled even more of sex. There as some groping going on. Even though the room was packed, some students were too close to each other and turned at odd angles while trying to hold flat expressions.

At least no one had a coffee cup in their hand. My surveying the room was interrupted by Nicole getting in my face again looking gorgeous, and very angry. "That coffee cost a lot of money, you bitch."

Everyone was chatting, so I didn't have to speak quietly to avoid people hearing. "Well, it was perfectly good coffee until you put your milk in it," I said.

"What do you care if people get the Tail Virus? You've already got it. It's not like it affects you." She poked my sternum with a finger. Her donkey muzzle was scrunched almost like she was about to snarl.

I wanted to rip her graduation cap off and throw it up into the rafters so she'd have to go out and get her diploma without it. "You nearly fucked over my whole life, you prick. I don't want anyone else to have to go through what I went through."

"Fucked over your life? You seemed pretty happy balls deep inside Linnette." Her smug expression was back making her look hideous.

Blushing from both rage and embarrassment, I said, "Yeah, but I didn't choose that. If I could go back and not put her professional life in danger, I would!"

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. Face it: you were a pent up pervert until the Tail Virus."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "I wasn't pent up, I put my energy into schoolwork and my hobbies and all sorts of other things. All these people you've changed, all of them had enough on their plate already before you intervened."

"If you're so against giving people the Tail Virus, how'd Crystal and Violet get infected?" She grinned, so proud of herself.

After I recovered from cringing, I said, "It was an accident."

"Are you sure you didn't want them to transform at least a tiny bit?" She was seeming more and more like a devil on my shoulder. The alluring scents from the wet pussies and aroused cocks of all the mosaics in the room were making it hard to concentrate. For a brief moment, I considered how hot it would be to give friends cocks and tails on purpose.

Had I done it to Violet and Crystal on purpose? No, there was no fucking way I'd do something like that to them! My whole back was tense along with my arms. I was holding myself back from punching the smile right off her muzzle. "Even if I did, I would never have done it on purpose because it's fucking wrong!"

"Everyone's going to get the virus anyway. It's spreading faster than ever now."

"Yeah, because of idiots like you." I glared at her. "You know what? You're trash, you're the sort of person who gets a hardon from other people's misery."

Her jaw was set, her eyes were locked on mine and her white-furred hands looked like they wanted to grab something and squeeze. "Call me trash again, I dare you." She smelled wetter than before. What the fuck was up with her?

Ignoring my pussy winking from her scent, I said, "Hope you have a lot of time to think about your choices in a jail cell, trash pile," and then turned away from her.

She grabbed my shoulder, spun me around, and then slapped me across the face with one hand while grabbing my robe with the other. "Ow!" I tried to step away, but she held fast. As she went in for another slap, I caught her wrist with my tail. "Stop it!"

For a brief moment, she was astonished, but then she growled and pushed me with the hand that was grabbing my gown. My foot caught on the leg of the table the coffee had been set on and I lost my balance. Nicole was still grabbing onto my gown and I had her wrist held in my tail, so we tumbled to the floor together. My tail cushioned me falling onto my left side, but I hit my elbow and kicked on the floor for a moment in agony. But that passed quickly so I figured I hadn't broken anything.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU!" Nicole straddled me trying to pin me to the floor.

"I said stop!" Still having control of her right wrist, I pulled it across her front so she was off balance, grabbed her left shoulder, and rolled with her so she was on her back.

Ms. Huxton struggled to get through all the onlookers saying, "Let me through!" but a bunch of Nicole's friends were stopping her and Linnette from getting involved.

Then I pinned Nicole by her shoulders while straddling her hips to keep her lower half from moving. She struggled underneath me kicking and trying to claw at my face with her free hand. The kicking was useless and I roared as I grabbed her left wrist with my right hand to stop her clawing. I had her completely immobilized and was letting my full weight rest on her.

Then she surprised everyone watching with a deep moan as her prick swelled to life under me and pressed against my crotch through the fabric. Wait, she liked being dominated? Our fight was turning her on?

"What the hell?" I let go of her and started getting off her.

She grabbed my head and pulled me into a kiss that made every inch of me tingle. As I gasped in surprise, her wide equine tongue entered my mouth. She ground her tent against my sex through the fabric. I was held captive by the pleasure from my pussy for a moment, but I was still furious so I took control of the kiss pressing her head back into the floor and using my dragon tongue to outcompete hers.

She moaned into the kiss and grabbed my tits. As my nipples hardened, I grabbed her rack and squeezed. As much as I hated her, she was the only girl in school with as much cleavage as I had and it felt amazing to have so much breast to play with. Between an instinctual lust for her body and blind fury, my mind had room for nothing else. When my erection got too large for my panties, I threw off my cap, unzipped my gown, and then pulled it off before unzipping my pants and pulling my cock out for all to see. Then it was just sitting there against her belly throbbing heavily. I grunted as inches spilled out of my sheath.

On some level, I knew I shouldn't be doing this in the middle of the band room on graduation day, but notions of public decency felt alien. There was too much emotion and this overwhelming need to dominate, to show Nicole that I was the alpha between us. And she was playing along making it impossible to resist.

The elephant herm couldn't take it. She was out of her gown with her skirt around her ankles in seconds. A lanky maned wolf herm was already naked and grabbing at her six-pack of tits as she stroked herself, eyes on me and Nicole.

I scooted forward pushing my shaft up between Nicole's breasts and let go of her hands so I could grab her head. Feeling a rush of adrenaline and testosterone, I shoved my prick into her muzzle. "Suck it, bitch!"

She moaned around my prick as I fed her as much as she could take. Her hands stroked the several inches of my dick that didn't fit in her muzzle as she moaned and sucked.

"Hey you two! Not in here!" Ms. Huxton scolded, still held back by the crowd. "No! Stop undressing! This is the band room, not a Roman bath!"

The orca I'd watched transform was undressing along with various other mosaics that couldn't take the heat anymore. She was especially captivated by Nicole giving me head. New scents were causing me to sniff the air as non-mosaics who had imbibed the tainted coffee groaned, shifted under their gowns, and bit their lips.

Perlah was struggling to get her gown off as her fingernails lengthened and she got paw pads.

Reyna grabbed her sister's hand to stop her, "Perlah, what's gotten into you?" Then she looked around the room. "What's gotten into everyone?"

"Shit! The symptoms match the Tail Virus and I think my tail's already coming in," Perlah, said. "Help me get my pants off."

Crystal said, "She's right and I'll help her. You might want to get out of here."

Just then, a dozen non-mosaic uninfected women in their general vicinity all realized they better leave but the way to the door was blocked so they just conglomerated in a corner watching everything with uneasy faces. When they took out their phones, they were more likely to take pictures than text.

Reyna's eyes got wider and wider as she looked at the impending sex. She was one of the only people that was nimble enough to make it to the door and get past a little blockade more of Nicole's friends had set up. The confusion on Reyna's face changed to serious concern which flattened her expression and then something very Reyna happened. Her eyes sparkled with the fascination only a budding biologist could have. "I'll stay."

Violet's tail wagged. "You're staying?"

"I'm going to school to study the Tail Virus. I'm gonna watch!" She turned to Perlah. "But I'm not gonna stand next to you because you're my sister, no offense."

"You might want to move away soon, because I think I'm growing a goddamn cock." Perlah rubbed at a rise in her panties.

"Crystal, do you have condoms?" Reyna asked.

"Why would you think I had those?" Crystal waved her hands dismissively.

Reyna just gave her a look.

"Fine! Show Violet a good time, will ya? " Crystal pulled out a ziplock bag that held a handful of mosaic-friendly condoms she'd gotten from the nurse's office.

"Thanks! And I will!" After grabbing a couple of them, Reyna grabbed Violet's hand, "Come with me, six tits."

Violet's tail was wagging so hard it was fanning the air as Reyna pulled her into the corner behind the table that had had the coffee on it, which was a great vantage point to watch the impending orgy from.

It turned out Perlah had a little pink dick sticking out from above her pussy and had thick brown fur growing in on her crotch. Crystal was helping her undress while sporting a tent under her gown. The elephant and the maned wolf were making out while other mosaics were helping each other out of their clothes. The orca was still watching me and there were other women behind them who were in various stages of clothed denial or naked acceptance.

Students had been panicking and piling into that far corner of the band room. This clustering was leaving more room for the horny mosaics and soon-to-be mosaics to get it on.

Somewhere behind me, Linnette said, "Okay, whose tail is groping my balls?"

Ms. Huxton had given up trying to get to Nicole and me and was now next to Linnette. "Hey! Leave her be!"

With everything spiraling out of control, I returned my focus to the wonderful warm muzzle wrapped around my dick. Since Nicole was enjoying servicing me, I would take all I could get. My cooch was smoldering and I wanted her equine erection so badly that I was losing interest in oral. I was seeing dicks grow in on multiple women now. A woman with ocelot-patterned fur in her crotch, a woman growing a canine muzzle and the markings of an African wild dog, a couple new dragons, a woman getting exquisite zebra fur and a thick equine shaft. I desired all of them. Each was beautiful…

But none of them had chosen it and that made it harder to enjoy…and this jackass below me didn't give a shit! I pulled my cock from her muzzle  and then lifted her off the floor with one hand so I could unzip her gown with the other. As I stood to pull it off, my prick flopped against her face and she licked the underside of it so eagerly I shivered.

I ripped off her top and bra not caring what happened to the fabric and instead of reprimanding me for it, she squealed in delight. She made similar noises as I peeled her out of her skirt and panties. As I pulled my pants and panties off, she begged, "Please fuck me. I've been thinking about your cock for days."

"No," I said as I grabbed her prick and dropped down onto it. It was nice and thick like Linnette's, but the shape was satisfying in a different way. There was no taper, no barbs and the head had a wonderful ridge around the edge that scratched an itch I didn't even know I had.

As I got her medial ring inside me, she groaned and pred. "Oh God! Your pussy is amazing!"

"I know," I said as I dropped onto her lap. She was no Linnette, but I was still quite enjoying the stretch. I gave her no time to relish in the feeling of being inside me, I just  started lifting myself off of her and dropping right back down. I pushed her face to the side so she couldn't look directly at me. It felt good to be in control. I could clench and make her squirm, slam her into the hard floor below each time I crashed to her lap, and toy with her breasts roughly enough that milk came out of her nipples. Every bit of punishment I gave her, she drank up greedily. When I put her hands on my cock, she started stroking it without question or complaint.

Our hate was no barrier to our attraction. It posed no obstacle to our pleasure. It had paved our road to ecstasy. I'd never thought of sex as a means to express my frustration and I barely understood what was happening. Any hangups my mind had, my body didn't share. No, it loved what I was doing, it loved the way her dick was stirring my depths, the way her furry form felt under me, and the way she was switching between worshiping my cock and my breasts with her hands.

When I squeezed her breasts harder feeling a wave hot sexual fury, she let out a wonderfully embarrassing, "HEEE-HAAAAWWWW!"

Her flare started expanding inside me and I clenched hard enough to make her wince. "NO! You're gonna wait for me, bitch!" I kept myself tight after that and went even faster getting her to make that wonderful embarrassing donkey sound over and over.

Crystal was fucking Perlah who was well on her way to becoming an otter herm. Her otter tail was nice and thick and her dick  was huge in comparison to her small frame. A busty yellow dragon herm was getting ready to suck on it. Ms. Huxton was underneath Linnette who had taken off her taur skirt. They were gasping and rubbing their pricks together. Even Ms. Huxton hadn't been able to weather the weight of this orgy. Behind Linnette, the quickly-transforming African wild dog was using Linnette's taur pussy, her cock growing longer with each thrust.

The maned wolf was moaning up a storm as the elephant took her doggy style. The ocelot had two more sets of tits filling in on her chest as she fucked the deer I'd seen in the cafeteria with her brand new prick. A short, transforming orca was fucking a slender silver herm dragon up against the wall.

Reyna was putting a condom on Violet's husky length saying, "All this time, I've been waiting for you to make a move, girl. And now you have this gorgeous cock and you still didn't proposition me the moment I was in town? Are you just being a tease?"

"N-nooh!" Violet said as she grabbed at her lowest set of breasts. "You're just so much cooler than me. And I don't know anything about…propositioning people."

"You didn't even ask me for a kiss and whenever I put my hand on your leg or something, you just tensed up and got all awkward. I kept wondering if you weren't actually into me or something. But today, today I saw you get a boner the moment you saw me." Now that the condom was on, Reyna grabbed Violet's hips and pulled her up against her bare body. Reyna naked was a sight to behold. She still looked like a track and field star with toned muscles from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Even her neck looked toned. Her petite breasts were wonderfully round and her big nipples looked fun to play with.

Violet fidgeted having no idea what to say and then kissed Reyna to end the awkward silence. Reyna giggled and groped Violet's ass as Violet humped her belly. When they broke the kiss, Reyna said, "Love that canine tongue." She turned around and leaned forward putting her hands on the wall. The pink of her pussy beautifully contrasted her dark inner labia. "Show me what you can do with it."

Bending down, Violet started lapping at Reyna while Reyna moaned and closed her eyes.

A woman stepped out of the crowd that was huddled in the far corner and dropped her skirt to reveal a swiftly growing dick. I watched as it flared and blackened, zebra fur sprouting on her legs. She stroked it desperately watching me and Nicole. Inch after inch grew in as a sac developed under her shaft. Her moans were high-pitched and laced with gasps. She seemed to be extracting every bit as much bliss as I had when mine came in.

Seeing erotic bedlam in every direction, hearing the ecstatic cacophony around me, my clit went on edge. When I slammed home and felt Nicole's fist-sized balls smack against my ass that last time. I roared, "CUM YOU FUCKING SOCIOPATH!" as I came and milked her dick with my cunt.

"HEEE-HAAAAWWWW!" she did it so loud this time, the whole room took notice and she did it two more times as she let loose a tsunami inside me. Linnette had some competition. Nicole came like a fire hydrant and it was leaking out all over her lap. I simply couldn't hold it all inside me.

But that didn't douse my ire. The moment my pussy stopped convulsing, I got off her and picked her limp, afterglow-softened body off the floor and put her on all fours. Plowing my hybrid cock into her depths, I grabbed her hips and forced us into a breakneck rutting while her seed dribbled out of my scaly cunt and down the back of my sac.

Her balls swung wildly slapping against mine every time I hilted inside her. Her wet slutty pussy slurped and sucked making a soundtrack for the orgy around us. I panted and huffed and took my body to its limit. There was a warm massaging sensation on my muzzle, and the parts of my upper body that weren't yet covered in scales, as Nicole's moans became hoarse and broken. Grabbing the base of her tail for even more leverage, I jackhammered her until she brayed and spasmed around me. Feeling like she didn't deserve my jizz, I pulled out right in the middle of her orgasm and flipped her onto her back.

Then I dug two fingers into her snatch and wrapped my lips around her left nipple. She tried to say something but I shut her up by rubbing my thumb on her clit. Her milk tasted a bit like caramel and I loved it enough to switch to the other breast for more. The moment she resumed cumming, I stopped and pulled away.

"Get back in here!" Nicole spread her equine pussy. "Please! Cum inside me!"

"Nah, you don't deserve it." I said standing up and walking away.

"WHORE!" Nicole yelled.

I spun around and said, "Says the girl that just begged me to cum inside her," and then walked past all the gasping bodies to Linnette.

She was close to Violet and Reyna who were too preoccupied to pay me any mind. Despite the show I put on for Nicole, I was getting blue balls from not cumming and then teasing her afterwards. When I did get up to Linnette, I patted the African wild dog mosaic currently knotted to her on the shoulder and said, "My turn."

The African wild dog said, "Goddamnit, we're all transforming and I don't even know what I'm doing or why."

"Just go at it until your libido calms down, then you can take stock of things. Please only fuck other mosaics. We don't need the whole class getting infected." It was a fucking mess, literally, but I figured every bit of damage control helped. I left Nicole needing cock and hopefully she'd be too busy getting fucked to worry about infecting more people. The Tail Virus was a natural disaster and I was beginning to question whether anything I'd done could have stopped its progression through the school. Sure I'd made mistakes, but the virus had addled my reasoning. That didn't mean I had nothing to apologize for. I was emotionally exhausted and horny beyond reason. Right now, all I could do was focus on was making love to my best friend to get relief from the pain I'd inflicted on myself by holding out on Nicole.

The assistant principal came through the door that went out to the stage, her perfectly permed hair glittering under the band room's bright lights. She took one look at us and then her eyes got as wide as dinner plates. For a moment, it looked like she was going to try and whistle to get everyone's attention, but she was interrupted by two herm dragons only a foot from her.  While they were switching sex positions, one of them spurted cum on her cyan pantsuit and she backed out the door like a cartoon character in comedic reverse.

Linnette said, "Things are so out of hand right now."

Running my hand over her haunches, I said, "Yeah, but at least we can make love not worrying about who sees us."

She hugged me with her tail. "So true."

The African wild dog pulled out of Linnette saying, "Oh God! My pussy is so fucking wet!" She spotted Perlah's prick and walked right up to her before bending over. "Please?"

Perlah and Crystal stepped forward and then Perlah buried herself in her first pussy. Her otter chitter of joy echoed throughout the room as her nose flattened and she gained a muzzle.

My own muzzle seemed longer and while I was nearly crossing my eyes to examine it, Linnette said, "Damn, you're sexy! You're a full dragon now. Actually, you might be part zebra, the red stripes look like they're in a zebra pattern."

Looking at my arms, I said, "Whoa, they totally are!" Then, I positioned myself behind her.

"Yep!" Linnette lifted her tail saying, "Let's celebrate with some cream pie."

"Bad Linnette!" I reprimanded her for her terrible joke by shoving into her cum-filled passage in one big thrust. She wiggled her hips back and forth over the moon at how good it felt. I nearly came on the spot because she had such exquisite muscles inside her.

The orca I'd watched transform in the cafeteria had followed me across the room and walked up to me saying, "You're the hottest girl here." Her prehensile prick curled as she looked at my body.

My pussy winked as I lifted my tail. I wanted to try out orca cock so bad I could barely stand it.

That's all the invitation she needed. She grabbed my tail and hefted it over her shoulder as she butted her crotch up to mine and then threaded her dick right into my sex. We both shuddered and moaned as she did so. Then her length and my cooch had a wrestling match as I made hard short thrusts into Linnette, staying buried deep while popping my knot in and out.

The orca huffed and sputtered not used to her dick having such a worthy adversary. Between moans, she said, "Name's Destiny."

"I'm Bianca," I groaned out. She was making it very hard for me to maintain my composure. Every undulation she made inside me made my body want to freeze up. It was alien and so pleasurable at the same time.

Reyna came from Violet's oral screeching and gyrating while Violet just kept licking making sure Reyna had as much fun as possible. When it was over, Reyna pulled away from Violet's muzzle saying, "That was unbelievable!"

"R-really?" Violet asked shyly.

"Hell yes!" Reyna spread herself for Violet, "Now, get that knotted dick in here."

Violet put her tapered condom-clad length at Reyna's entrance and, as she hesitated, Reyna pushed herself backwards taking half of it in one go. Howling, Violet shoved more in.

Reyna said, "YES! FUCK ME!"

Across from us, Crystal was hugging Perlah's new otter tail while  looking like she was about to blow. "God, I love your big thick tail!

"Unf! Harder!" Perlah was using her good arm to reach around and stroke the African wild dog's prick while the arm on her bad side was hooked around the dog's waist. She looked like she was in heaven sandwiched between those two and I was really happy for her hoping that she'd enjoy being an otter mosaic.

Nicole was now draped over the concert marimba and getting railed by the elephant. Milk from her breasts was dripping between the wooden bars to the floor as she moaned and gasped. She was now right on the other side of the door to the stage.

My knot was already getting hard to pop back out of Linnette and Ms. Huxton started to make rather fantastic moans when Linnette slipped her tail inside her fellow faculty member. Destiny was putting her all into her thrusts while trying to find the perfect shape to make me lose it.  Then she stopped thrusting, parked her big balls right against the backs of my thighs, and ground her hips as her length continued to tussle with my tight depths. I shortened my thrusts into Linnette just inserting and withdrawing my knot over and over. Linnette came twice from this and I was working her up to a third orgasm I'd finally lose myself to.

Fur covered Violet's shoulders and neck, her muzzle grew out, and milk started beading on her nipples. Reyna pushed back against every thrust Violet made, barking out moans. The elephant came inside Nicole and then pulled out so the slender silver dragon could step up and use her pussy. Nicole didn't even appear to be registering what was going on around her, she was trying to have as many orgasms as she could in a row as far as I could tell. Linnette's softball-sized balls and tauric form were getting ogled by everyone who had an unobstructed view of her. Crystal came inside Perlah while watching Linnette and Ms. Huxton rub dicks. Perlah went off next jamming into the African wild dog. This set the dog off and just as she started cumming, a girl I'd seen in my English class dove in front of her prick and started sucking down that infectious spooge. It turned me on to see how much this short strawberry blonde wanted to become a mosaic.

The African wild dog yelped and then groaned happily as her prick was enveloped by something wet and warm. The silver dragon made no attempt to slow down or hold back, she just came inside Nicole and pulled out stepping aside for the amazing, beautiful zebra who was as hung as me and had balls as big as Nicole's. She jammed inside and went to town as Nicole made donkey brays thrilled to have yet another occupant for her snatch.

My knot went in and then didn't come back out. I whinnied as my flare engorged and I finally let myself go. As my knot enlarged locking us together, I gushed inside her stretching her depths with my impressive load. Not to be outdone, Destiny hilted herself inside me and went off like a depth charge. Her flexible shaft hit every pleasurable spot inside me as my clit got compressed against her balls. Too many sounds tried to come out of me at the same time and I squeaked as I thrashed and tugged at her length with my muff. Linnette exploded on both ends. Her pussy tried to take my dick off while a torrent of cum from her monster cock drenched Ms. Huxton's front. Ms. Huxton had her first dual orgasm yowling like a cat in heat while her kitty dick added to the mess Linnette was making.

For a brief moment, while pleasure was overwhelming me, I lost track of where I was and when I finally came back to my senses I stared in disbelief at the mayhem around me.

"KNOT ME!" Reyna ordered.

Violet grunted as she pressed Reyna against the wall trying to get enough force to stretch the smaller woman open so she could finally pop inside. Reyna winced and for a second I thought it wasn't going to work, but then Violet's knot made it in and they both made deep moans as Violet tested the condom's capacity. At the tail end of her orgasm, Reyna surveyed the room with eager eyes. The fascination and concern on her face made me want to get to know her better. She'd been part of something that would be on the news for weeks. She, like me, didn't know what to feel. People's lives had been irrevocably changed and, though there was so much pleasure to be had, there would also be unique obstacles for every new mosaic to overcome.

Crystal was making the strangest gasps and groans on the floor. At first, I thought she had a stomach ache, but then an egg started pushing out of her alligator snatch. Onlookers, including myself, gaped as Crystal bore down and cried out in orgasm as her first egg popped out. Then, as she laid another and another, Perlah rubbed at her snatch and sucked on her alligator cock. Her right hand was loosely cupping Crystal's balls. I'd never seen her do much of anything with her right hand.

Perlah interspersed her sucking with encouraging statements like, "Push just a little more," "There you go," "You got this," and "Here it comes!"

Watching this was not helping my knot go down. Each egg stretched Crystal's scaly pussy wide in a way that made me tingle and her moans were just so damn sexy. Then, as the seventh egg got to its widest point, she screeched and came Perlah's mouth. As it finally pushed out, she arched her back and made the most wonderful long gasp. By the time she was done cumming, I was green with jealousy. Laying eggs looked like far more fun that I could have imagined.

Finally coming back to her senses, Linnette said, "Can't believe Nicole. This shouldn't have happened."

"I know, it's really messed up." I hung my head, still tied to Linnette.

Looking over at Nicole, I saw the zebra herm was taking her time. "Nicole's enjoying this the most out of all of us."

"You know, that marimba cart has wheels and she looks pretty out of it," Linnettte said.

"What?" I tilted my head.

Linnette grinned. "Pull out, I want to try something."

The zeebra came making screeches and jackhammering a delighted Nicole. As this was happening, I carefully pulled back from Linnette until my knot came loose. My amazing productivity was on display for all who were watching as my jizz spilled from Linnette's snatch.

Destiny took the hint and pulled out of me. We both moaned and arched our backs at the sensation of her moving inside my cum-soaked passage. Now that Destiny's sexual frenzy had died down a bit, she was holding her hands in front of her with no idea what to do with herself.

It was possible I was the first girl she'd ever been with so, I gave her a hug and said, "You're welcome. It felt really good and I'm gonna give you my number, okay?" With how much libido I had, I figured the more outlets I had for it the better. And Destiny seemed like she could use a friend who'd been through what she'd been through.

"Yeah, I'd like that." She hugged me back jumping slightly when her nipples pressed against my breasts. But she soon recovered from the shock of that new sensation and hugged me tight.

I gently cupped her ass and kissed her cheek. She put her head on my shoulder and sighed finally letting herself relax. With her relaxed, I gently brought our groins into contact. My dick was half hard and running up against the side of hers and our balls were kept warm by being firmly in contact. As she became more comfortable, she loosely hooked her receding erection around mine. I'd never met anyone who needed a hug more than she did right now and I was happy to provide.

After a couple more minutes, Destiny was fully cured of her panic and we exchanged numbers. She then went over to her stuff and started getting it together. She needed some time to herself and I didn't blame her.

Ms. Huxton was too busy with her cum-drenched afterglow to notice when Linnette stepped away from her and put her right back foot against the rolling base of the concert marimba. Then, right as the zebra was pulling out and cum was flooding out of Nicole, Linnette kicked the marimba and it rolled through the push-open door to the stage, spinning lazily as it went.

Before the door fully closed, so many members of the audience gasped at the same time that it sounded like air was being sucked out of the auditorium. After I picked my jaw up off the floor, Linnette and I shared a high-five and a hug. "Oh, you got her good," I said.

Linnette nodded. "Long time coming, I say."

"Indeed." Feeling like Linnette was the queen of the orgy, I got behind her and started licking my way up her balls. They were massive, erotically abundant. Each one was more than could fit in one hand and the awe I was feeling made me all the more happy Linnette had let me become intimate with her. As much as her form was an inconvenience, it was also fantastic.

"Having fun back there?" Linnette entwined her tail with mine.

After taking a long lick across her pussy that made her moan deep enough to shake her whole body, I said, "I love you."

"Love you too." She gave my tail a squeeze with hers.

I had no idea what to expect next, what would happen as a result of this orgy or whether Nicole would try to get us back. Trying to put all that out of my mind, I devoted myself to licking out Linnette and making her feel like the queen she was.

Part 9

The graduation ceremony was cancelled and the school had a legendary fight with news sources trying to make sure the graduation day orgy stayed a rumor. Over seventy percent of my classmates were now mosaics. They were a stunning array of species and patterns.  We all got asked to keep it to ourselves and in the words of the assistant principal, "None of you will benefit from the public knowing what occurred. If you are asked why the ceremony was canceled, simply blame it on the Tail Virus outbreak and decline further questions."

I had no clue whether their attempt at a cover up would actually work, but I was more than fine with keeping things secret. What I wasn't fine with was a meeting with the principal Linnette and I were about to leave for.

That is, if we could get out the door. She was suckling on my left nipple while using her tail on my pussy and I used my tail to jack her cock. I'd started lactating a few days after the orgy and Linnette and I had been playing with my breasts ever since. My milk tasted like creamy chamomile tea and both of us were a bit addicted. Our intimate parts were raw from all the sex we'd had and this last tailing was the end of our little celebration over me graduating. My diploma was going to arrive in the mail any day now.

She bucked her hips and groaned as her flare and knot expanded in the coil of my tail and she blasted her new water-proof sheets with thick cum. Feeling and hearing her get off, I orgasmed around her tail, astounding pleasure centering around my left nipple as she swallowed the last bit of milk I had. We'd gotten waterproof bedding for a reason: we'd made pearly white lakes on her bed yet again.

After that, we washed up, got in my car, and drove to the school. We'd bought a harness Linnette could wear that would safely allow her to be strapped into the back seat. It made me far less nervous driving her around.

"Did the principal say anything to you about why he asked for this meeting?" I asked as we turned onto the street that went all the way to the school.

"He said he needed to discuss a private matter," Linnette maneuvered her tail so it was in my lap.

I caressed it with one hand while driving with the other. "Yeah, my email was equally vague, but it makes me really nervous that he asked for both of us."

"Me too," Linnette said.

I tried to think about reasons the principal could want both of us but every reason I could think of centered around him knowing about my relationship with Linnette. My heart was pounding in my chest by the time we got to the school and when I started unbuckling Linnette, I had to take a moment to breathe. Poor Linnette, I had likely ruined her life. I'd been using all the sex to put it out of my mind, but I had to face it. This meeting could only be about what we'd done, the line we'd crossed. I'd wanted more of a Hot Fuzz ending for us where we triumphed over all our obstacles, but I felt like we were trending toward Thelma and Louise.

Once Linnette got out of the car and saw my face, she said, "Hey now, worst thing that can happen is I get fired before my two weeks are up. Whatever happens, we can work together to figure it out, okay?"

I nodded, not knowing if I could speak without crying.

She closed the door with her tail and then hugged me. "I don't blame you for anything, hon."

I forced back tears. "But I blame myself. I seduced you, I didn't stop Nicole from infecting—"

"Stop that. You did the best you could with what you had while you were going through something like a second puberty. Both of those choices included me, I could have said 'no,' but I agreed with you at the time. Crystal and Violet went along with everything too, so that's three people other than you that helped make these decisions. They could have discouraged us getting together, they could have said we needed to go to the cops right away. Everyone would change things in retrospect." She pulled out of the hug so she could look me in the eye. "That said, no matter what happens in there, I will not regret having sex with you. Never in my entire life have I been this emotionally satisfied. You are my heart, the kindest, most wonderful person I've ever met."

I grabbed onto her and started bawling into her shoulder. I didn't deserve her, no one did. She was a big pillar of love shining for all to see. She was the best friend anyone could ask for. And she believed in me more than I believed in myself. In the back of my mind, I realized my crying might make us late, and that helped me calm down. My emotions had been stressed to their limit and I'd needed to shed tears to avoid exploding. It was so good that Linnette always made me feel safe enough to cry whenever I needed to. As I pulled myself back together, I said, "Ditto on all that, love."

"I meant every word, love." She kissed me tenderly.

I returned the kiss before standing at her side and taking her hand in mine. We walked into the school and stopped holding hands when I opened the aluminum and glass door to the office. The air inside smelled like toner and hand sanitizer. I was scrunching my snout as the secretary who was wearing a red top and matching red lipstick said, "Go right on in, Mr. Agolini is expecting you."

Linnette followed me as I entered the principal's office. It wasn't huge, but it had a big tan wooden bookshelf, a coffee maker, a microwave, and a couple yellow-upholstered chairs. Mr. Agolini looked tiny in his executive black-leather rolling chair. The bald top of his head shined above buzz-cut light brown hair on the sides. His perfectly round glasses complimented his angular face. To his left, in a simple steel chair, was a slender man with a narrow dark blue tie and a pristine matte black business suit. Everything about him screamed, "lawyer."

Mr. Agolini's flat expression was partially obscured by the steeple he was making with his hands. He said, "Have a seat," and then looked at Linnette and said, "Or, umm, whatever position makes you comfortable?"

I moved the second chair out of the way so Linnette could sit next to me and then sat in front of the principal's monstrous tan wooden desk.

Mr. Agolini pulled apart his steeple and gestured to the two stacks of paper in front of him. "Before we can discuss anything other than the weather, I need you two to sign these non-disclosure agreements Mr. Kingsley kindly drew up for us."

Linnette and I looked at each other for a moment and then Linnette said, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to read them first."

Mr. Kingsley said, "Of course, and I'm available for any questions you may have."

We grabbed the NDA forms and started reading. None of it seemed all that scary and I was raising an eyebrow half way through because it seemed mainly concerned with the privacy of "The Agolini Family" and any legal information we were given during our talk.

"Just to make sure, this NDA will not stop me from pursuing legal action against the administration of this school, right?" Linnette asked.

Mr. Agolini winced.

"I'm not planning legal action, dear. I'm just trying to get a handle on my rights," Linnette said.

"Ahh, okay," Mr. Agolini gestured toward Mr. Kingsley.

"No, this is solely about legal and other sensitive information given to you about the Agolini family in this room, today. None of Mr. Agolini's history with you is under the NDA," Mr. Kingsley said.

"Good, good," Linnette said as she went back to reading. When she was finished, she signed and dated it and put it back on the desk.

I did the same, afraid and curious of what was going to come next. My concern that Linnette was going to get fired was still looming, but I also had a sliver of hope that this was about something else. In that moment, I also realized that if she was going to get fired, it was odd I was there too. We'd missed that fact in all our worrying.

Mr. Kingsley collected the papers and looked at our signatures. "All's in order, Mr. Agolini."

"There's no easy way to say this, but my daughter is mentally ill. She has always been unstable and difficult to work with. I've tried to keep all this in the family, but this latest incident has the government breathing down our necks. Since I know you two are victims of her antics, I want to make an appeal to you." Mr. Agolini sat up straighter.

"By her latest antics, do you mean contaminating lattes with the intent of infecting people with the Tail Virus?" Linnette asked. "A federal offence?"

My jaw dropped. Apparently Linnette was no longer gonna pull punches.

Mr. Agolini grimaced and then frowned. "Yes. She was caught at work milking herself into a customer's latte the day after graduation." He put his head in his hands. "I still can't believe it."

"But that isn't enough for you to guess we were victims," I said.

He sighed. "No, she bragged about that when I confronted her about what she'd done at work."

I clenched my fist. To think that she'd brag about infecting us, it was maddening!

"Do you know she was the cause of the graduation day incident?" Linnette asked.

Mr. Agolini jolted upright and looked Linnette in the eye. "No!"

"Yes!" Linnette crossed her arms. "Bianca was suspicious of the coffee Nicole brought to the band room and when she tried to take it away Nicole fought with her and even admitted to contaminating it within earshot of me."

It made sense Linnette and others had heard her, she'd been yelling compromising information at me when we were fighting. I never wanted to be on the other end of Linnette's sharp wit. She was making Mr. Agolini sweat.

Mr. Kingsley broke in when Mr. Agolini tried to respond. "Let's not address the graduation day incident. I'll have to do some research on how best to handle a possible case from that incident. We can have another meeting to discuss all that, and once this meeting concludes, I can gather some information from everyone here to start my inquiry."

"She needs help, that's not at issue. And, like I said, I just want to make sure she gets it." Mr. Agolini took a deep breath.  "Would you two be willing to testify about my daughter's instability? Appeal to the jury that she needs therapy and not decades in jail?"

"Yes, absolutely," Linnette said.

"As long as keeping a close eye on her while she's being rehabilitated is part of the plan, I'm fine with it," I said with a smile. This was far better than I expected.

Mr. Agolini's stern expression softened. "Oh, thank you, thank you! This is such a relief."

Mr. Kingsley was smiling warmly. We'd probably made his life way easier.

"Is that all?" I asked wanting to be away from all this stress ASAP.

"No, unfortunately." Mr. Agolini leaned forward. "Now that that's over with, I'd like to address the illicit sexual relationship between you two."

"Oh dear," Linnette said as I nearly crawled out of my chair so I could get in the fetal position on the floor.

Mr. Agolini said, "This school is already having a PR massacre and a teacher having a sexual relationship with a student is a yet another headache we don't—"

"I'm so sorry, it was all—" I said.

Mr. Agolini held up his hand. "Let me finish."

I bit my lip and trembled. The urge to prostrate myself in front of the principal and beg for him to punish me instead of Linnette was overpowering. Linnette was wringing her hands in anxiety.

"You two need to calm down and just listen." Mr. Agolini held up his hands in a non-threatening gesture. "I understand that when it comes to the Tail Virus it can cause normally manageable urges to become unmanageable. My daughter is an example of that, after all. And I have no plans to put any mention of your relationship official records. In fact, I want to ask you to sign one more NDA so we can drop this matter for good." Mr. Agolini motioned toward his lawyer. "Mr. Kingsley?"

Opening his briefcase, Mr. Kingsley took out two more forms and handed them to us. "This NDA asks that you maintain that your sexual relationship started after Linnette left her position. and that you do not talk to the media or submit any public testimony that you two were in a relationship before Linnette left her position. There's also a lot of verbiage about how this NDA would affect other proceedings and agreements."

I was sick to my stomach from the emotional barrel roll. Linnette seemed as nervous and excited as I was as she read through the NDA. As far as I could tell, everything about it was legit. There was even a part where the principal had signed off that he wouldn't disclose anything about our relationship or take any legal or administrative action regarding it. Seeing this promise in writing got my smile back.

Linnette turned to me and said, "Does it all look good, hon?"

"Yeah! Let's sign it and get out of here," I said.

Once we handed the signed NDAs to Mr. Kingsley, he asked us a few questions about the graduation day orgy and then he and Mr. Agolini offered handshakes. Before we left, Mr. Kingsley asked us for our contact info and handed us his card saying, "I'll be in touch. It's all a bit early right now, so you might not hear from me for months. I'd plan on needing to take time off to testify around February. I'll give you a clearer date the moment I have one."

"Sounds good," I said.

Linnette and I ran out to my car practically skipping. After I opened the back door for her, Linnette brushed my hair out of my face, grabbed my muzzle in her hands, and gave me a deep kiss. I kissed her back caressing her dragon muzzle and ears for the minute and a half we decided to risk being seen.

After our lips parted, I said, "With that NDA thing, I'm assuming we should be careful kissing in public before you've officially quit."

"NDA's like that are often unenforceable, but I'm looking forward to not having to worry about it regardless, and to having free time to figure out where I'm gonna go from here." She stretched her lower half like a cat.

"I'll be here to help you figure all that out," I said sharing one more hug before we got in the car to go back to her place, my second home.

* * *

Mornings at my house had been strange ever since I'd graduated. I got up in time for school that I was no longer attending. It was a bit like the start of summer break, but it had a different feel because I knew I'd never have to walk the halls of my high school again. After this summer break, I wouldn't even see my parents when I got up in the morning. I found myself missing the routine I'd had since I was a toddler even though I hadn't lost it yet. I also had some mixed feelings. My parents and I hadn't talked about Linnette since we'd had that fight on graduation day and part of me hoped we'd never resume that conversation.

This morning with sunlight pouring through the frosted glass in our front door and song sparrows chirping outside, I was hoping for another quiet breakfast filled with meaningless family small talk.

As I was drinking the remnants of my honey nut cheerios with the last bit of milk in my red glass cereal bowl, seconds from being freed from the breakfast table, my Dad said, "We're sorry."

I set my bowl down cursing my luck. Linnette, Crystal, Violet, and I were planning to go to a mosaic support group for the first time later today and that was going to be stressful enough already. My parents apologizing never led to an easy discussion. They were just too perceptive and intellectual for anything emotional to be simple. I loved them for it, actually, but today I was considering asking them if this could wait till tomorrow.

Dad, just then, realized that I had no idea what he was apologizing for. "We're sorry about how we reacted to the news about Linnette."

There it was. The subject I'd been avoiding. They seemed relaxed and open, so I decided to see where they were going with this instead of making an excuse and leaving the table.

Mom nodded, "Yeah, we did some reading on the sorts of relationships that happen due to the Tail Virus and what happened to you is not as unusual as we thought."

"Thank you," I smiled. "Thank you for trying to understand me."

"We always want to understand you if we can, champ," Dad took my hand.

"It's basically imagining what people would do if their sex drives were thousands of times stronger. I read yesterday that poly relationships are twenty times more common in female mosaics and fifty times more common in herm mosaics." I sighed. "I'm destined for a bizarre life."

Mom took my other hand. "Who cares? You've got enough on your plate being a mosaic. Do what works for you."

"Yeah, and we'll support you however we can," Dad said.

"I actually could use your help with something." I said, "I need you two to maintain that I wasn't intimate with Linnette until the end of her two weeks notice. I don't think the principal knows that you know and he'd probably ask you two to sign an NDA if he did."

Mom nodded. "I thought they'd try to do some PR damage control."

"Yeah, that's probably for the best." Dad thought for a moment. "Are you two going public after her two weeks are up?"

I blushed. "No, we're just not going to be as careful when we're in public. We're still gonna try and help each other find girlfriends. Though, I'm thinking we'll be in some sort of intimate relationship for the foreseeable future."

Mom looked like she was going to say something, but then she took a deep breath. "I have to be honest with you. It's going to be hard for me to accept the conditions under which you met her and the age gap. It makes me nervous, I keep wanting to give you advice, I keep thinking of you as my little girl making scary decisions that I understand intellectually, but don't understand emotionally."

"All I ask is that you try, mom. It's scary to me too." I looked at the table top feeling like I was under the magnifying glass again.

Dad said, "It's hard for me too, but I'm going to try as well…How does she feel about it?"

"How does who feel?" I asked.

"Linnette," he replied.

"She's uncomfortable for the exact same reasons we are." I shrugged.

After a brief pause, Dad said, "Maybe we should just invite her over for dinner?"

Mom nodded. "That's a great idea!"

"Yeah! Maybe later this week after her two weeks are up," I offered.

While we were going back and forth with Linnette through text scheduling a family dinner, the mail arrived. Dad got up to get it and then brought back a fancy-looking letter addressed to me. My breath caught in my throat when I saw it was from the Greenbriar School of Film and Fine Art—the school Linnette helped me apply to.

"What is it, champ?" Dad asked.

"It's from Greenbriar!" I said.

Mom handed me a letter opener, "Well, let's see what it says."

I steeled myself realizing it could be a rejection and opened the letter. Unfolding the thick luxurious paper, my heart sped up. Then I was reading while holding my breath until I saw the words, "We are happy to announce that you have been accepted…" Happy tears spilled down my cheeks as I finally breathed out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, hon," Dad rubbed my shoulder reassuringly.

"Oh Harold, she's crying because she got in, silly!" Mom ruffled my hair.

As I sat there feeling weightless from the elation of knowing all my hard work had paid off, I, for the first time since I got the Tail Virus, felt like my life was going to work out after all. Being a zebra-dragon mosaic was a burden I could carry and, from this day forward, I would carry it gladly.

Section II

Bonus Story

IDENTICAL ORCA TWINS: Not wanting her boyfriend to find out she's become a herm, Destiny hides her excitement on the ride home. Once home, she finds her identical twin sister, Jasmine, is just as worked up as her. Jasmine doesn't get long to react to Destiny's new form before she starts transforming into a herm orca herself! As Jasmine gets more and more desperate for Destiny's herm orca form, Destiny's willpower is stretched to its limit. Unfortunately for Destiny, fucking her twin sister is taboo, but that just makes it kinkier.

Identical Orca Twins

The goddamn tail virus had just turned me into a herm orca and I was leaving school to get picked up by my boyfriend. Even though the clothes the nurse's office had just given me were a bit baggy, my prehensile erection was clearly visible running down the right leg of my sweatpants. I was hard because I couldn't stop thinking about the blowjob Bianca had just given me. Ducking behind a pillar holding up the canopy that kept rain off of people exiting the front door, I pleaded with my dick to go back inside me.

My boyfriend texted me a couple minutes later. "Are you on your way, babe?"

"Sorry, just using the restroom," I lied. What the fuck was I going to do? Tell him I didn't need a ride and then Uber home even though he was already waiting for me less than a hundred feet away? I tried thinking about something, anything other than going back in and begging Bianca to let me try out her pussy so I could finally stop throbbing.

I needed to think about something unsexy. Like mowing the lawn, or pulling chicken skin off of chicken breasts so my mom could keep on her low calorie diet. Nope, I was still hard. Maybe something painful? Like that time I backed into a cactus while trying to take a selfie at the arboretum? Going to the emergency room to get all the needles pulled out suuuuccckkked!

Holding onto that memory, trying to remember details from that day, finally got my erection to go down. I stepped out from behind the pillar and walked up to my boyfriend's broke ass Ford Focus.

He looked at me through the window like I was some crazy chick who'd just walked up to his car. Of course! He didn't know I'd been changed. I pulled the door open and said, "Hey cuddle bear, it's me, Destiny."

His eyes bugged out as the candy cane he'd been sucking on fell from his mouth. The candy cane stuck to the side of his driver's seat and started sliding down as he tried three times to start a sentence.

"Honey, I know, I know, I got the tail virus and you're thinking who did I fuck to end up with it? Well, I didn't get it from anyone. I must have gotten it from contamination. Like they've been saying on the news? Please don't be—"

"Stop, just stop, okay?" His surprise had been traded for annoyance. "Get in."

I sat in the passenger's seat and shut the door. "Are you okay?"

He leaned his head against the headrest and sighed as he rubbed his face. Then he looked me in the eye and said, "Look, I know that people can get the tail virus from contamination and stuff, but I need to hear you say it to my face. I need the truth. Did you sleep with anyone? It's not game over if you did, I just want to know the truth so we can move on."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I just told you that I didn't sleep with anyone."

"Okay, I believe that you didn't fuck anyone. But what about other things like giving someone a blowjob or a handy or suddenly going all lesbian and eating out a girl friend of yours? The last one would be NBD, but I still want to know."

I showed my teeth, ready to chew him out, but then I realized I actually had cheated on him. "Urgh! Fine! I was already transforming before it happened, though. My body was on fire and I begged a dragon girl to suck my—" I swallowed the word "cock" not wanting to get into that yet. "—pussy so I could get off." And, just like that, I was back to thinking about Bianca's mouth on me.

He reached over and grabbed my hand. "I love you, bae. You're good people."

Thankful that he was keeping his eyes on my face wasn't looking down at the growing bulge between my legs, I said, "You're not mad?"

He kissed my hand and then put it on his cheek. "You told me right away and it was with a girl, so it's alright. So long as the only dick you worship is mine, I won't be jealous."

Would worshiping my own dick count? It felt so so good when I came…Shit! Even more of my cock was out now. "S-sure," I said in awe that we hadn't gotten into an argument. "So, you're really okay with all this?"

He said, "I'm gonna try to look at the bright side. At least you didn't end up with a sharp bird beak or shark teeth. Cuz sticking my cock in that is nightmare fuel."

"Baby, you gotta be honest with me, do you like how I turned out?" I gulped and looked at my shoes.

He turned on the overhead light in the car and gave me a long look. "Black and white looks good on you. Orcas are one of my favorite animals, so it's cool. Just gonna take some adjustment. Lots of dudes have been having to go through this lately. I wanna man up and just roll with the changes. Drama doesn't suit me."

I hugged him feeling bouncy and relieved. After planting a kiss on his cheek, I said, "Love you so much, baby."

He hugged me back. "Love you too," he said before letting go. "I know I said we were going out tonight, but today I gotta get you home so I can help my dad finish putting up the shed. How about tomorrow I pick you up and we head back to my place to explore the new you?"

"I was kinda hoping we could go and get me some new clothes and then have a nice dinner somewhere tonight." I frowned. "I've been through a lot."

As he started driving, he said, "I know, bae, but you know how my dad gets when I flake out on him? If I don't help him tonight, he might decide I don't get the car back till graduation."

"Yeah, okay," I sighed. This situation was so confusing, I was disappointed, but also relieved because I wasn't ready for him to find out about my dick.

"I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, I promise," he said as he turned onto the main road.

"So are you all ready for graduation?" I asked trying to change the subject. His promises weren't worth much.

With a sigh, he said, "Bae, I'm tired. How about we just listen to some music?"

I looked at the floor. "Okay."

"Sorry, we'll cuddle and chat tomorrow, alright?"

"Sure."

He turned on some trap music. The only part of it that I noticed was the bass. And that was because his sound system was worth many times the price of his car. The vibration through my seat was so strong that the bass lines were tickling my balls and pussy lips. Three miles from my house, I was wet. One mile from my house, I was fully hard. I tried hiding my erection by running it up under my shirt, but that felt too exposed. So, instead, I held my legs together and pushed my prick down my left pant leg. It felt way way too good to have all that pressure around my dick, so I parted my legs to avoid it from getting stimulated from both sides. I pretended I was looking out the window as I desperately tried to avoid moaning. In my mind, I had Bianca bent over a lunch table and was trying out a pussy for the first time.

Suddenly he turned down the music and said, "My oh my! You look horny, girl."

I gulped. "Maybe a little?"

"You thinking about tomorrow, ain't you?" He grinned.

"Yup," I lied.

"Now you've got me excited," he said as he pulled up to my house.

As I grabbed my stuff and got out of the car, I took deep breaths through my blowhole to stifle my gasps and squeaks. "See you tomorrow!"

"Looking forward to it!" He waved. "Bye!"

"Bye!" I shut the car door and he drove away.

I walked across short pristine grass toward my light blue grey two-story house. The front door had three little windows at about eye level and the handle was one of those straight ones that looked like they belonged in an office building. I put my key in the shiny brass deadbolt and unlocked the door before going inside. My sneakers squeaked on the white tiles of the entryway as I set down the shopping bag holding my old clothes. I took my shoes and socks off and put my shoes in the shoe rack. The thick champagne carpet tickled the webbing that spanned the gaps between my toes as I walked up the stairs to the bathroom. Indirect sunlight from the skylight above the stairs was providing the only illumination.

As I got up to the bathroom door, I heard the shower running. Jasmine, my identical twin sister, was already in there. Out of habit, I grabbed the door knob and started opening the bathroom door. The moment steam started wafting out through the cracked door, a chill ran down my spine. What was I thinking?! We couldn't shower together. Especially not when I was half hard. As I considered going downstairs to use my parents' bathroom, I heard a moan that made my dick twitch.

Peeking through the slightly open door, my eyes were greeted by a perfect copy of the gorgeous human form I used to have. Water droplets speckled and dripped down the glass door of the shower as her body undulated erotically. Knowing I shouldn't watch her, I turned away. But then she gasped and squealed as I heard squelching from her fingering herself and I couldn't do anything but watch.

My mind raced as I watched her knowing I absolutely shouldn't be doing so. How could I be such a pervert? What did her pussy feel like? Probably just like mine…An incredibly lewd idea popped into my head. I curled my prick around and put the tip at my pussy lips. Then I slid my cock into my snatch and breathed heavily through my blowhole to keep myself quiet. It was so hot inside me, so slippery, and my length was so big it was already tight in there.

Jasmine powered through an orgasm as I sat on the floor and started thrusting in and out of myself. I didn't hold anything back, I needed to cum asap so I could put this whole awkward situation behind me. All I had to do was get it out of my system and then I'd be fine.

Fuck, even with her body obscured by the steamy glass, I could make out her curves, the same curves I saw every time I looked in the mirror. Her C-cup breasts bounced as she leaned on the wall with one hand and rutted herself with the other. Her powerful buttocks and thighs gyrated in erotic circles as she worked on her second orgasm. I found myself matching her motions as I sat on the floor ramming my nimble orca member in and out of my sensitive snatch.

It felt so good! It had only been a couple minutes and I was just short of creaming inside myself as I imagined getting up behind Jasmine and shoving inside her.

My eyes went wide. I couldn't do this! No matter how much she looked like me, no matter how hot I thought my human body was, she was my best friend and my twin sister. If I went down that road, I had no idea where I'd end up. Turning away from the door, with my stomach clenching, I stood up. I needed to do something to distract myself from sex and I needed to do that something right now!

Dashing down stairs, with my cock still inside me, I headed to the living room. The only thing I could think to do was play Neir: Automata. It wasn't a game a game you could space out on because dodging and counterattacking were essential. Turning on our 4K TV and picking up a PS4 controller, I resumed my game and started the boss fight I'd been waiting all day to finally finish. The good news was that I wasn't thinking about my sister anymore. The bad news was that my length had a mind of its own. As I played, my prick twitched, thrusted, and swirled inside me. Worse yet, I didn't realize how close I was to orgasming until I dropped my controller and moaned so loud the neighbor's dog barked.

Jasmine walked into the living room as I was getting off the couch so I could run to my parents' bathroom and get off in private. I stared at her wide eyed and awkwardly sat back down.

"Damn that was lou—" She yelped in surprise. "Wh-who the hell are you?"

Instantly upon seeing her, I imagined filling her with hot jizz. Chittering like an orca, I fell back onto the couch and gyrated uncontrollably while painting my depths white.

"Oh no!" She ran over to me and moved my controller away before gently holding my head to stop me from knocking it against the back of the couch. Mom sometimes had seizures and the whole family had been taught to make sure she didn't hurt herself.

When I was finally spent, she let my head go and asked, "Are you okay?"

I felt a blush spread from my neck down to my groin. It was good most of that blush was hidden. "Yeah."

"Did you just have a seizure?" she asked.

"Not exactly." I was still catching my breath.

"Are you one of Destiny's friends?" she tilted her head.

I sighed. "No, I am Destiny. I got the tail virus today."

"What!?" She looked me up and down, mouth hanging open.

"I transformed in the lunch room and then had to get spare clothes at the nurse's office," I explained.

Her eyes wandered across my fluke and face before spending far too much time on my breasts and groin. I doubted she could see my bulge all that well since I was leaning forward to hide it, but the attention was making me sweat. Then her eyes shined with understanding and she said, "Sis, were you masturbating just now?"

"N-no, I just got a nasty cramp in my legs from sitting wrong." I tried to keep my face neutral even though I knew it was a terrible lie. My blush got worse.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh sure, leg cramps that make you moan like a porn star. I get those all the time."

"I don't know why I'm embarrassed. I heard you masturbating in the shower when I got home," I said.

Her cheeks darkened with a blush. "Wait, were you watching me?"

"N-no!"

"So that's why the door was cracked…That's so hot!" She put her hands over her mouth looking devastated that she'd just said that aloud.

"Huh?" The cum I'd put in myself was starting to seep out around my retreating dick.

"S-sorry, I've been on fire ever since lunch. Everyone looks like a snack today, even women." She sat on the couch next to me inadvertently trapping my fluke behind her. "It feels like I hit second puberty or something."

"Are you horny right now?" I asked wondering what had gotten into her.

She blushed and nodded shyly. Then she changed the subject. "This is so weird. No one would think you're my sister now. Next time mom and dad tell stories about mixing us up, no one's going to believe them. Well, until they explain one of us got the tail virus."

"Speaking of tails, you're kinda sitting on my fluke," I said.

"Whoops! Sorry!" She got up, grabbed my fluke, and then sat back down with it across her lap.

My fluke was tender and her touching it made my pussy tingle. I couldn't bear the embarrassment of telling her, so I just continued the conversation. "Do you think I can even use makeup anymore? Would it look silly?"

"Hmm." She examined my face. "You have white spots around your eyes, so maybe eye makeup would work? I think highlights on that midnight black elsewhere would just look strange. And putting stuff on your lips would look bizarre. Can you even pucker them? Your P's sound a bit muffled."

I tried to pucker, but my lips weren't that mobile. "Huh, that would explain why my voice sounds so different."

"You're not hard to understand, but you sound a bit like an alien from a sci-fi movie." She smiled.

"Oh God! Do I sound silly?" I grimaced.

She laughed. "No, no, not to me. Does your voice sound silly to you?"

"Not really. It's just that you said I sounded like an alien when I was thinking it's more like I have an accent from a foreign country no one's ever heard of." I got off the couch as I spoke so I could run to the bathroom and wash up before my cum soaked my sweatpants.

"From a foriegn country no one's ever heard of? That's exactly what an alien would say!" She smirked.

"Bad sister!" I smacked her shoulder.

"GAH!" She winced.

"Shit! I'm sorry! Did I hit you too hard?"

"No." She squirmed atop the couch cushion. "My female bits suddenly feel really strange."

"Strange how?" I asked.

"Like, they're throbbing really h—AAAH!—ard." She was biting her lip.

My prick had gotten small enough that my massive load was dripping into the crotch of my sweatpants, but the moment my sister had started talking about her pussy, it was getting erect again. "Does it hurt?"

"No! The opposite!" She fidgeted on the couch bringing her hands near her crotch, but then pulling them away. "C-can you check to see if everything's okay down there?"

I groaned as my dick shoved its way deeper inside of me getting bigger by the second.

"You okay?" She asked.

I blushed with the entire front of my body again. "My pussy's acting up too," was as close an explanation as I wanted to give.

She moaned and rubbed at her clit for a couple seconds before stopping herself. "Sorry sis, I don't know why, but that turned me on. Something about your new form is driving me wild."

Biting back my admission that I was horny too, I said, "Let's go up to our bathroom so we don't moon the neighbors across the street." I offered my hand.

"Good call!" She grabbed my hand and let me pull her up.

"Maybe you should just try to look in the mirror? I'm not sure you need me to take a look," I said as I followed her up the stairs.

"Have you—AH!—ever tried to examine your own vag? Plus, we've showered together our whole lives and never had a problem. What makes you think it'll be any different this time?"

"Jasmine, we're eighteen." I couldn't get myself tell her about my cock, even though it was twitching inside my pussy so much I could barely walk.

"So? We've been eighteen for months now." She stopped to open the bathroom door.

"True." It felt like there were a million reasons I shouldn't be looking between her legs right then, but I couldn't think of one. All I had was a general idea that it was different, in a bad way, from when we used to platonically examine each other's parts. The attraction between us changed everything.

After opening the door and stepping into the bathroom, she turned around and said, "Are you gonna help me or just keep making this weird?"

"Fine! I'll look at your dumb pussy!" I said as I stepped into the bathroom.

"Hey! No dissing my twat! You used to have one just like it." She hooked her thumbs on the waist of her pleated skirt and panties and pulled them down.

My dick thrust itself in and out of my pussy as I stared at her throbbing red clit, easily twice the size it was supposed to be. I gasped through my blowhole making a hissing sound.

Luckily, she wasn't looking at me, she was staring at her clit too. "That's strange…" She reached toward it and just before her fingers made it there, it pulsed and grew another quarter inch. She squeaked out a moan as her pussy lips became paler.

My jaw dropped. "You're transforming?"

"I'm what now?" She grunted as her clit gained another half inch. "Oh shit! Oh shit no! Oh no no! I didn't have sex with anyone new, how is this happening?"

"I don't know how I got it either," I admitted.

"This is so embarrass—" Her eyes locked onto my crotch. "Why do you have a bulge in your pants?"

"Oh, it's not a bulge, the pants just folded awkwardly." I hid it with my hands.

She pulled my hands away. "Come on, sis, you know you can't hide things from me." Her eyes had a familiar twinkle in them. It was the same twinkle I had when I was mad horny and wanted to do something about it.

There was no way I could show her. I was still penetrating myself! Backing away, I said, "Maybe I should let you get off in peace."

Groping my crotch, she said, "Ha! I knew it!" She took her hand away. "I'm glad I won't be the only one of us with a cock."

My eyes darted to her growing clit as I realized she was definitely getting a dick. Hers was growing in the same way mine had! "I should go."

"Oh, come on! Are you really going to leave me here to transform on my own?"

"I don't know what else to do, I'm not exactly in full control of myself now that I have a dick," I said.

She pressed her front against me trapping me between herself and the door. Her clit was digging into my balls through the sweatpants, continuing to grow. "I don't want you to control yourself. Touch me, grope me, fuck me!"

I gasped at the feeling of her breasts and crotch against mine and then grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back. "Get a hold of yourself, woman! That's just the tail virus talking."

"Hnnnggghhh!" Her clit was now over an inch long. "Destiny, I need you!"

Seeing her like that did something to me, something very bad. I nearly came inside myself again and lost my grip on her.

She pressed up against me, put her knee between my legs, and whispered in my ear. "Haven't you ever wanted to fuck yourself? Now's your chance."

I moaned and then pushed her away again. "Snap out of it! We can't have sex!"

She growled in frustration as paused her strokes to her two-inch length. "Fine! But you owe me a look at your cock before you go."

"Urgh! Why do you have to be as stubborn as me?" I grabbed the waist of my sweatpants and the herm-friendly boxer-briefs under them and then exposed myself. "My cock, uh, is in my pussy. Don't ask."

"Oh my God! OH! MY! GOD!" She was stroking herself furiously as she gained another inch of length. "I can't live another second without seeing more!"

I bent over the sink and lifted my fluke out of the way. It was impossible to will my dick to stop fucking me while she watched. The thing had a mind of its own! I was stuck there moaning and rolling my hips while she stood there mesmerized by my cock shoving itself in and out. At this rate, I was going to cum in front of my sister!

Looking back at her, I asked, "Have you seen enough? Can I go now?"

"Sis, please stay…I want…I need—" She interrupted herself with a screech as her dick surged growing much longer and thicker. A clear bead of pre formed at the tip as her length curled. The skin on her arms and legs was smoother, a fold of skin was dangling in front of her pussy and the whole area of her groin was stark white.

Standing back up, I said, "Your cock is just like mine!"

She wrapped the end of her prick around her index finger. "Yes! Oh yes! This is amazing!"

"It totally is, but I gotta go." I turned toward the door. My need to get off was so great that my jaw was clenching. I had mere seconds until I lost the last bit of control I had over my dick and I had no idea what I'd do when that happened.

"No! Stay!" she protested.

Grabbing the door handle, I begged my cock to remain still and said, "We can't go any farther, we're sisters."

She pressed her erection up between my butt cheeks and reached around to cup my balls. As she spoke, her shaft crested five and a half inches. "But doesn't that just make it hotter?"

Those words destroyed me. It was so kinky, so wrong, so forbidden, that I absolutely had to do it! I pressed back against her shaft as mine made waves inside me. After a long shuddering moan, I said, "What's wrong with us? Why do we want this?"

"Because we've shared everything except sex, until now." Her cock slid downwards and reached toward the back of my pussy. My heart pounded in my chest as she prodded at my entrance. Then, as we both gasped, she forced herself inside me. Because my own length was already in there, it was so tight I had to spread my legs and relax to let her in.

"It feels soooh good!" I cried.

"Ngh! I love this!" She reached under my school T-shirt and grabbed my tits as she pressed her own up against my back.

Bending a bit forward, I let her growing phallus wrap around mine and help me fuck myself. This encouragement got her to rut me against the door. With each bit of length she gained, her front lightened and the rest of her darkened to black.

Soon she was thrusting into the coil of my dick as she bred my snatch. My pussy and cock were right on the edge and I was trying to hold on until she came.

The sac below her prick stirred as she yelped out, "I'm gonnah—I'm—OH YEESSSSS!" At first, her dick spasmed without delivering her spunk, but then two big balls plopped into her sac and she creamed inside me.

I pressed back against her, my cunny milking our cocks as I screamed in orgasm. My own prick started flooding me and my eyes rolled back in my head. Every bit of me was buzzing with pleasure and delight. No part of me was cold, no part of me was dissatisfied. All I could think about was how right this felt despite being so very wrong.

After she caught her breath, she took off her top and helped me out of mine. Then she pressed her bare breasts up against my back and nuzzled my cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too." I gave her dick a squeeze inside me.

My body wasn't done. The warmth from cumming was now a smoldering lust: a desire for more! Now that I'd gotten fucked by my sister, I couldn't think of any good reason not to do it again. The mixture of wrong and right, discomfort and need, was giving me a thrilling high.

Jasmine let out a happy groan. "Sis? Are you getting hard again?"

I blushed deeply as I nodded.

"Damn it! Now I'm getting hard!" Her nipples perked up against my back. "I think I got a new clit when my balls came in and it's begging for attention."

"Pull out so I can turn around," I said.

She stepped back and, as she tugged her prick free, I pulled mine out as well. Our cum spilled out onto the tile floor with a splat that made a mess of the backs of my legs. I spun around saying, "Let's get in the shower."

"You sure you want to do more? We had an excuse the first time: I was transforming." Her nose started to flatten and travel up her face, she reached up and touched it with a look of surprise. It wouldn't be long until she had a blowhole just like me.

"You're still transforming and you should have known better. Of course we'd want to do it again." I reached behind her balls and dipped two fingers in her drenched snatch.

"Haaah!" She pulled my hand away. "Are you sure you're sure about this? I kinda took advantage of you the first time."

"Oh, I'm sure. My BF said I couldn't worship any cock other than his, but now that I've had yours, I'll never be satisfied with his." I put my fingers back inside her and grunted as I felt her snatch twitch. "And I bet your pussy is the same way. I bet no other pussy will feel as good."

"Oh! Sis! I want you so bad!" She ground her clit against the palm of my hand.

"Plus, we're basically clones. Is this even really incest?" I shoved my fingers deeper.

"YES! Keep talking!" Her snatch clenched. Jasmine was like another me that had just now become my lover. Our mutual attraction made too much sense.

"The birthmark in the crook of your neck is gone and the beauty spot on my chin is gone too. I bet when you're fully transformed, no one will be able to tell us apart. When I sneak into your bed at night and fuck you, no one will know who's topping who."

"I want to wake up to you cumming inside me!" she gasped out.

"I want to give you head in movie theaters!" Using the grip I had on her pussy, I guided her to the shower.

"That's so risky! Someone might see us!" She opened the shower door.

"That'll only make it hotter." I ground my hand into her clit.

"Ha! HAAAHHH! AAAIIIIIIEEE!!!" She came so violently I had to use my other arm to keep her upright.

My prick became painfully hard, so I pulled out my fingers and thrust it inside her while she was still orgasming. Her pussy buffeted my cock like a Gulf Coast hurricane and I did all I could to not cum on the spot.

When she recovered, she clumsily turned the shower water on and stepped into the shower with me. We had to tread carefully because every inch of me was stuffed inside her sweltering snatch. After shutting the door, she grabbed my head and made out with me. As she fucked my mouth with her tongue, her face pushed out into an orca snout and her ears disappeared into her smooth head.

When she pulled away and spoke, her words were laced with the same accent as mine. "I want to try being balls deep inside each other while playing video games."

I tried to reply, but she shut me up by slipping her entire member inside me in one long push. I got so lost in sensation that I could hardly breathe. Her breasts, balls, thighs, and mouth against mine. Feeling bones and muscle move under her skin as I massaged her emerging fluke. Her depths gripping my cock as I twisted and untwisted it inside her. My depths clenching around her as she did the same.

Both of us wanted to impress the other. When I found out I could make her squeal by jerking my prick in random directions, she wasted no time trying it on me. Soon, we were squeaking like a pile of otters. As we got closer and closer to our release, we ground against each other more and more lewdly.

Then she totally cheated. She pushed her fluke between my legs to cup my balls and wiggled the base of her dick right against my clit. I threw my head back and wailed like I'd been struck by a semi. The shockwave of pleasure had no origin, all of me came at the same time. I gushed inside her the same way water gushed into a submarine when the hull was breached. She lasted about a second before she was screaming right along with me.

Controlling our cocks was impossible while we were cumming this hard, so they writhed and took us even higher. The shower water pouring over us made our skin even more smooth, so as we bucked against each other, our webbed hands were free to glide over every supple curve we had. I spent a lot of time on her nice round ass. Feeling her well-muscled buttocks flex as she humped into our embrace was exquisite. Her hands were in the exact same place by the time we finally came down from our shared ecstatic high.

We held each other tight for a long time after that, just basking in our embrace and in the warm water flowing over our new aquatic bodies.

"Destiny?" She said.

"Yeah?" I was reveling in the fact that my cock was taking its sweet time going back into its slit. Being inside her made our embrace feel so much more cozy.

She kissed my cheek. "That was…you were incredible."

"So were you!" I gave her a squeeze. "I love the new us."

She squeezed me back. "Me too!"

"I think we should dump our boyfriends," I said. "We just cheated on them hard core."

"We were gonna get new ones in college, anyway."

"I'll be your boyfriend." I smirked.

"Same here." She pulled her head back, greeting me with a beautiful smile. "We should have done this a long time ago. Would've saved us some crap relationships."

"I'm not so sure." I shrugged. "I think we suffered through them for the dick."

"Well, we've grown past that problem." She curled her prick inside me.

After a long gasp, I said, "Way past it. We're hung like horses."

"Orcas, even." She giggled.

Warning: NSFW image of Jassmine’s Transformation on next page.

Art by Tiliquain