Live, Laugh, Lust

Here's one, from a suggestion on Discord.  Let's see what else I can do today...

Nia's finger twitched over her mouse button.  With an extra fractional pressure, she would've navigated away from the page she was reading on the Internet forum.  Instead, she hesitated and scrolled the mouse wheel to read the comment that was partially clipped by the bottom of the browser.

She'd lived in the house with her three roommates for two weeks now and the crush of homesickness was hitting her hard, as was the difficulties of living with strangers.  On a whim, she'd searched online for "Ways to make your rented room at college feel like home."  The current page was one of the results and she'd found some decent tips to help ease the transition to her new life.

The partially clipped comment grabbed her attention when she saw 'oil' and 'candle' mentioned.  She had fond memories of shopping with her mom for new scents and meditating in her room while incense burned around her.  The girl reached for one of the many pads of sticky notes she'd purchased for college and began to write down the strange mixture of oils listed.

It was exciting, in a way - the idea of bringing a small tradition from her home to this new place, with a fun little tweak.  She'd have to buy some mason jars and other supplies and-

"Huh," she said while reading the last thing on the list: a stuffed animal, with a little goat as a recommendation.  She hadn't owned stuffed animals since she was a child but she could see how it might help her relax and recenter herself.  "Baby goats are adorable."

She closed her browser but paused, loading it once more and going into the history to reload the link.  Too late, she realized she hadn't written down the exact instructions for what to do with everything.

The comment was gone.  The username showed as '[banned]' with '[removed]' taking the place of the actual text itself.  Nia scrolled up and down to make sure it hadn't somehow moved in the list but then shrugged.  She'd already written the materials down and people had their comments removed for all kinds of strange reasons.  She'd been teased by her brother and her friends for her 'new age' beliefs but she'd weathered them all.  It wouldn't be too difficult to imagine one of the forum mods being against the idea as well and deciding the comment didn't fit the post.

After closing her laptop, she hunted around for her favorite pair of socks, settling instead for a mismatched pair, one rainbow colored and then other solid red.  She folded the note into her pocket, grabbed her purse and left, walking softly so as not to disturb her roommates.  The beads at the end of her dreadlocks clicked softly as her hair swayed against her back.

Nia smiled at the early sunlight greeted her outside the house before manually unlocking her beat up old Toyota with her keys.  It groaned when she turned the ignition but finally started and she drove off while mentally adding food and other necessities to her little shopping list.

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"Do you always wake up this early?" Amber asked groggily when Nia returned with two paper shopping bags.  The blonde haired girl sat at the table in their dining room with her legs bent before her and her feet on the edge of the chair.  A cup of coffee steamed in front of a plate with two slices of buttered toast.  "Need help bringing anything in?"

"No, thank you.  I got it all," Nia told her.  "And, yes, sometimes I do.  It's a beautiful day today."

She liked Amber even though they hadn't been able to spend much time together.  In fact, she felt lucky enough to enjoy the company of all three of her roommates.  Neal and Stan were both polite and respectful so far and willing to help when she needed it.  None of them were loud and there'd never been more than a day with dirty dishes left in the sink.  Her father told her she'd hit the jackpot and she was inclined to agree based on some of the horror stories she'd heard.

"You know," Nia said, turning just as she'd walked past her roommate.  "If you want to hang out tonight, maybe play a boardgame or watch something or just sit around and talk, I'd be into it."

"Yeah, maybe," Amber said slowly while wrapping her fingers around her coffee cup.  "I have some papers to write but I could always take a break."

"Great!" Nia told her, beaming as she turned back to walk to her room.  Once there, she closed the door and put away her few groceries.  Dry goods went into a drawer in her dresser while the rest were stored in her mini fridge.

With the food put away, Nia pulled jars and vials out of the second bag, lining them on the top of the dresser.  She reached into the bottom of the bag until she found the long lighter she'd purchased, laying it next to the five glass jars.  The stuffed animal was next.  She smiled as soon as she touched it and she pulled it out to rub her nose against the animal's face.

"Who's a fuzzy wuzzy little guy?" she said in a teasing voice.  She placed the toy goat on her bed, away from everything else.  "Now, how did it go?"

She remembered that she needed to mix all of the oils equally so she poured the first vial carefully into each jar and then added small amounts until they lined up.  Six vials remained and she took her time with each, breathing deeply of their unique aromas before adding them to the mixtures.

Neal coughed loudly further down the hallway.  She heard him say good morning to Amber and then a door, the bathroom, she imagined, closed.

"Now, if I remember correctly, four jars go to the corners of the room," she said quietly while looking around.  A combination of her dressers and end tables would hold the jars properly so she set about moving the end tables against the wall.  From memory, she recalled she was supposed to hold the fifth jar in the center of the room.  "But first, let there be light."

Nia clicked the buttons on the lighter until a flame fluttered from the end of the long tip.  She carefully slid it into the jar and gasped when it ignited with a satisfying 'fwoomp' sound.  The other three jars were lit similarly in turn.

Now, finally, she carried the fifth jar to the bed where she sat cross legged with the small plush goat laying on her left thigh.  Already the oils filled the room with their heady aroma and she worried, slightly, if it would be too strong for her roommates.  It wasn't overpowering and, in fact she found it to be a soothing mixture that filled her with a calming warmth, as if ghostly fingers caressed her body.  Her worries evaporated and she eagerly lit the fifth jar between her legs.

The flame within the jar she held pulsed like the waves of an ocean endlessly crashing and building against the walls of glass.  Her pupils dilated as she stared at it, hypnotized by the endless sinuous rotating pattern.

Her breathing slowed as she watched and the distant heat of the small flame filled her with every inhalation.  The pure black of her pupils trembled, compressing horizontally while widening, shoving against her brown irises until they expanded to the edges of her eyes.  She blinked, long lashes over rounded rectangular pupils that continued to stare at the wavering fire.

Jet black hairs dotted the flesh between her shoulder blades.  She rocked, sitting up straight and her dreadlocks dragged against the hairs as they spread past the neck of her low shirt, spreading wide to touch the jutting bones beneath her skin and up over her nape.  They started short and dense but lengthened along the back of her neck.  When the hairs reached her shoulders, they curled and spread out, softer and longer than the short, dense hairs in the center of her upper back.

"Mmm-aaaa-aaaa," Nia moaned, closing her eyes while her voice broke into a soft bleating sound.  "That's ni-i-ice."

The girl exhaled until no air was left and then she inhaled, her chest swelling beneath the sports bra and oversized t-shirt.  Just beneath her pulled back hair, on either side of her brow, her skin darkened, brown dotted with black as keratin poured through her pores.

Her nose stretched slowly, the soft flared edges flattening as the bridge collapsed.  She moaned again and released the jar to rub her hands over her cheeks and mouth and lips, pulling them back to lick at her fingers before sliding her fingers inside to let her tongue wash over them.  She wanted something in her mouth.  Needed something in her mouth.  Her head swam in a cloud of growing arousal that left her face flashing between a strange numbness and tingling needle-like sensations.

Skin stretched, pulling her earlobes until they vanished.  Silvery hairs grew from the backs of her ears as they trembled and twitched and pushed outward.  She ran her fingers up to rub her ears between her thumb and index fingers, moaning at the strange feeling of the silky hairs and thin skin.  She gripped the folded base of her ears and pulled, gently, bleating while leaning her head back.

The numbness spreading through her face was fading to leave the prickling heat behind.  Bones screeched silently, pulling her cheeks forward while her nose compressed until her nostrils were facing forward at an angle on her shortened muzzle.

Nia glanced at her door with a dazed, lustful grin.  Ensuring that it was locked, she flung her shirt off and leaned back.  The urge to be naked was overpowering.  The thought of lying naked on her bed, surrounded by the burning scents was too much to resist.  She wanted to wrap herself in the thin smoke they produced.  She wanted to writhe and moan and touch herself with abandon, not caring that her roommates were just outside.

She welcomed it and it doomed her.  The girl struggled briefly with her sports bra but bleated when it was off and her breasts lay against her body.  She smiled, staring down at them with her slit eyes before moaning and falling back, massaging herself as her breasts began to swell, filling with fat and milk.

Black hairs pierced the skin over her breastbone.  She lifted her hips while sliding fingers into the waistband of her leggings and her breasts, larger and heavier, slid against her body.  The girl paused to stare and pant.  Her nipples were hardening, without touch, without lips against them, without teeth biting into them.  The dark flesh dimpled and tightened, extending over her small areola.  She could feel the jolts sparking down her body as if an invisible lover were twisting them with his fingers.

The pants slid over her ass to show black stubble dotting her cheeks,  She pushed, dragging her panties with the leggings while lowering her hips and lifting her legs.  Once naked, she kicked the clothes away and touched herself, playing with the hairs growing down the middle of her chest.  Winding her fingers in them as they surrounded her belly button.

Nia's thighs touched and she bleated when she felt the warmth of her cum.  Her hand slid down, eager to feel the wetness until she touched two wrinkled spots of flesh nearly hidden by her short pubic hair.

"Whaa-aaa-aaa-aat is thaa-aaat?" she gasped, bleating and writhing while pulling and rubbing at the strange flesh.  The skin surrounding them was loose and soft but warm and growing warmer.  A strange pinching pressure tugged at her belly.  The skin began to fill out, swelling in her hands as her milk came in.  The wrinkled flesh puckered against her palm.  Sweat broke out over her body as she squeezed her growing udder.  The flesh felt feverish to the touch and alien in her hand.

Looking down, Nia started to scream before shoving her finger in her mouth.  Her mound bulged.  Thick obsidian hairs mixed with her curly pubic hairs and they were spreading over her waist and down to her thighs and the pussy hidden by the udder.

She kicked back, knocking the jar and stuffed animal over on the floor where the oil spilled and the flame spread.  In a panic, she twisted and leapt for it as if to smother it with her body.

"Hey, uh, you okay in there?" a voice called out from the other side of the door.  Stan.

The flame surrounded her.  Her jaw cracked open while her rectangular eyes widened.  Ghostly hands gripped her spine and she bucked, jerking and gasping as if trying to draw air.  The fire enveloped her, filling every hole available.  With a final spasm, her tailbone cracked and hairless skin jutted out over the furry expanse of her ass.  Cum dripped freely to the floor and she spread her knees as if inviting a lover between her legs.

Fur grew over her thighs, a dense, curly sable coat that seemed to absorb the light of the surrounding mason jars.  Nia slammed her fists against the ground and her breasts quaked from the impact.  Her thoughts blurred, panic melting away to pure lust as the last of the flame vanished deep in her throat.  She bleated and turned and the tip of her tail, still just a fleshy lump, tried to curl back - a clear invitation to be fucked.

Nia lowered her face to the ground to grind her forehead into the carpet, rolling her head back and forth while her horns continued to form.  They split her skin bloodlessly as the base expanded and the tips curved.

"Come- come iii-iiiiii-iin," Nia bleated as she picked herself up, raising her upper body on the edge of the bed.  Her dreadlocks parted over her arms to show her furry back.  The fur covering her shoulders slowed as it grew to cover her upper arms until only a few hairs touched her elbow.  Hardened muscles flexed around her spine beneath the bare skin showing between her ass and shoulders.

Scattered black hairs covered the top of her tail. She could feel the pull of it against her back and spine when nerves connected and bones developed.  It widened and expanded and curled and flicked as the door opened.

"Hey, what- what- uhhh-" Stan stuttered while staring at the prone girl.

Slick pink flesh showed between dark, furry pussy lips as Nia stared back at Stan.  A slim flame ignited between her still growing horns.  She lowered her chest to the bed while raising her ass. The boy groaned and unzipped himself while staring slack-jawed between her thighs.

Fur grew down to Nia's bare calves and she stamped her aching feet against the ground.  Her toes were throbbing, building with pain until, suddenly, she lost feeling and the pain vanished.  Bones fused over her forefeet.  She kicked again as her big toes and the neighboring toes joined together.  The remaining toes merged and her toenails pushed back against the nail beds, shoving at the flesh while her nails grew thick and her hooves began to form.  Her arches cracked, bending as bones shifted in her ankle and muscles connected. Twin dark calluses grew high on her arch, just beneath her heels and her dew claws emerged beneath the fur growing down to cover her feet to the base of her hooves.

Nia rocked back and forth, bleating as her teats brushed against hair blanket.  Loose black fur lined her bed.  She couldn't stop thinking about fucking.  Couldn't think past the idea of having a dick inside of her.  A part of her knew it was wrong but the urge was overwhelming.  School was a distant worry to the throbbing agony of the emptiness inside of her.

A small part of her wanted to roll to her back, missionary style like she'd used a few times with her one high school boyfriend but the animal inside of her wanted to be fucked from behind.  And the demon whispering at the back of her skull wanted to be fucked in any position.  Anywhere.  By anyone.

Warm hands rubbed her ass.  Nia bleated and shoved back, moaning when she felt a hard cock pressed between her thighs.  She reached beneath her to guide him in until she touched her teats and, instead, she gripped and pulled at one, pinching the two inch long flesh in her fingers until the pain was a delicious dagger piercing her stomach.

Stan pulled back briefly.  Strings of clear cum drooped between his cock and the black fur covering Nia's crotch.  He gripped her ass with one hand while lowering his dick and thrusting forward, spreading her dark pussy lips wide.

"Oh ye-ee-eeees!" Nia bleated, shoving both hands against the bed to push herself up.  Her short tail trembled as she shoved back and her voice rose into a whimpering moan when Stan's cock filled her.  She felt his crotch against her wet fur and she pulled forward, shuddering and squeezing him tightly before slamming back.  He wasn't big but it was enough to sate the gibbering beast within.  For the moment.

Stan grunted.  He gripped Nia's hips while pounding into her and the wet sounds of Nia's dripping pussy smacking against him filled the room.  She lost herself to it, not caring to take her time to enjoy the feel of him.  She wanted his seed.  She wanted to drain his balls over and over again until couldn't move.  Her breasts swayed beneath her, tugging at her back as she slammed into her thrusts.

Hands gripped her horns.  She grunted in surprise and then bleated again when Stan pulled her back against him, forcing her to arch her back.  The change in position shoved the tip of his dick against a particularly sensitive within her pussy and she screamed, her voice cracking into a strange mixture of a bleating sheep.

"Yeee-eeee-eees yee-esss yeeee-eeee-eessss!" she yelled as he held her and pounded in place, his voice guttural and harsh, lost to the rutting.

Nia came and she kicked her hoof against her bed, cracking the wooden frame while her tail fluttered and her body trembled.  She pulsed around Stan's cock and he growled in response.  She felt his cum drilling into her and a strange energy came with it, enveloping her body with soft, warm claws that left her in the throes of an even stronger orgasm.

The girl pulled away and twisted but Stan couldn't stop cumming.  He hissed as his cock swelled and thick white strings flung over Nia's furry lower belly and udder.  She smiled and stroked the cum while he marked her fingers with more.

"What the fu- the- the fu-" Amber tried to say by the door.  She stumbled and fell to her hands and knees with her head bowed.

Nia licked her lips while rolling her head back against the bed.  Her horns pulled at the sheets and blankets while Amber crawled over to her.  The blonde haired girl forced herself between Nia and Stan before sitting back on her heels.  Amber kissed Nia's cum covered pussy lips while nuzzling her cheeks against the fur until her face was completely covered.  Nia clenched her thighs against the girl but Amber pushed herself forward.

"Can't- stop-" Amber groaned as she lowered her mouth to Nia's udder.

Amber's tongue lapped against the smooth, soft flesh.  She licked Stan's cum, swirling her tongue back and forth until her lips brushed against a teat.  It bent against her lips before she sucked at it, pulling it into her mouth to suckle.

Nia slid back slowly against the bed and Amber followed until she was bent over the edge of the bed as Nia had been before.  The other girl squeezed Nia's second teat with her fingers while her other hand played against the girl's clit and Nia groaned, reaching down to grip the girl's hair in her fist.

Stan grabbed Amber's pants, pulling them down in a harsh motion and Amber moaned, her voice muffled as she continued to suck from Nia's teat.  Stan pressed his cock against Amber's pussy, wiping his cum and Nia's against the girl's pink lips until he pushed and his dick slid into her.

"Oh oh oh oh GOD!" Amber cried out.  She shuddered and her eyes rolled back in her head but she quickly recovered in order to lean forward to kiss Nia's clit.

Soft blonde hairs grew from the back of Amber's neck while Stan's cock swelled and lengthened, growing to a rounded point as the flesh darkened to red.  He bleated and thrust blindly and, soon, Amber's slick, tight pussy squeezed him eagerly while she pushed back to match him.

A firm hand grabbed Nia's left horn.  She opened her eyes to see Neal standing by the bed with his dick in his hand.  He bounced the tip against her lips and she opened her muzzle, licking him briefly before bending her head to take him in her mouth while reaching to fondle his hanging balls.

As Nia was sucked on, and was sucked in return, all she could think was that it wasn't enough.  Minutes later, as she turned, straddling Neal's cock to ride him with Stan's cock pressing into her virgin asshole and Amber bending over to be licked with her hairless tail straining against her back, Nia knew she wanted more.  The flame brightened between her horns as she bleated her pleasure and thought of the frat house across the street, and the multitude of pleasures that awaited.