Free Illustration: Calendar Girl

Another will be posted tomorrow on January 1st, 2021!  Thank you for sticking around and I hope you enjoy the beautiful art from Navajas as well as the modified description!

The darkness of the alley cloaked Trish, hiding her changes while her thick, musky scent wafted away and around her.  The tall man's eyebrows rose while he cocked his head, wondering whether it was the alley or something the woman was wearing.  All he knew was that he was still hard from how strongly she came onto him.  He eyed her as she pulled him along, deeper and deeper into the shadows.  He could see every curve of her body, as if she wore nothing at all.

The biting cold wind ruffled fur as it grew from her nape.  Her red dress strained against her body, pulled taut by dense muscle growing beneath her skin.  Teeth tore in the zipper at the side of her dress while rips appeared on the other side.  Her entire body widened, bones scraping as her back was made broad beneath the stubble of advancing hair tracing dark fur growing through the spreading gaps of her dress.

Her tongue, thick in her mouth, rolled against her teeth and out on her lips as the icy winds slipped their fingers between her damp thighs.  She moaned when her ass expanded and her soaked panties dragged between her engorged pussy lips.  The seat sawed back and forth until the fabric broke to leave her dripping sex bare.

Bones grinded together in her hips but the pain was lost to the heat driving her on.  She felt sharp, urgent tugs above her ass as the ghost of her tail tried to lift repeatedly in an effort to air her need to mate, to spread her scent in the narrow alley.

At the end of the alley, she placed her hands against the rough brick of the building next to her, spread her legs and shoved her ass back.  Her dress lay in tatters against her, trapped by the tuft of fur on her shortened tail.

Trish slammed her left foot against the concrete beneath her.  And again.  And again while huffing.  Her breasts felt full and hot.  They expanded and her bra dragged against the soft skin and the light fur already enveloping them.  She grunted and shoved back but the man needed no more encouragement as she grabbed her bare ass, kneading her briefly before taking a hand away to unzip himself.

She slammed her foot once more against the ground and the strip of her heel broke.  Obsidian keratin formed in layers over her toes as they merged into two lumps.  Her proto-hooves clicked against the concrete as her arch bent and lengthened.  Her foot's heel broke and twin calluses formed, hardening and darkening into dewclaws as silky black fur emerged from the backs of her toes.

"Jesus, you're dripping wet," the man groaned as he slipped inside of her.  She flexed around him, holding him tightly despite how incredibly slick she was.

Trish raised her head and bellowed.  Her cheeks burned, the fire spreading into her nasal cavity as the bridge began to lengthen, flattening her nose.  The wind ruffled the thick fur high on her back while she butted her head against the wall, scratching her forehead over and over in a futile attempt to dull the insane itching around her skull.  Dry, dead flakes of skin floated away as splits appeared and the tips of her horns appeared.

The man rammed into her and she gasped and shoved back, splattering him with her cum.  And still she ground her growing horns into the wall.  They branched, forking forward and up as she was forced to her forefeet.

Flesh jiggled low on her belly from the repeated impacts.  The man was grunting now as he held himself back from cumming.  Milk ducts formed above her mound.  The skin over her belly hardened as a small udder formed and four darkened teats began to elongate, the wrinkled, flexible skin quivering as the two fucked.

"Can't- can't hold- back-" the man groaned.

Trish didn't understand his words but she understood what it meant when his rhythm broke and he squeezed her ass tightly, his cold-numb fingers missing the feel of the fur spreading over her ass.  He groaned and expanded within her, his cum jetting deep inside her pussy.

"What- what is-" the man asked in surprise when his hand brushed her soft, fluffy tail.

When he pulled at the strange lump of skin and fur, the sensation pushed her over the limit and she bellowed loudly while cumming, squeezing him painfully tight while stamping her right foot into the ground to keep her shaking legs from collapsing.

"What the fuck is that?!" the man asked, pulling out of her and sending her into a spasm as a smaller orgasm echoed through her body.  "The fuck are you, freak?!"

The man fled, pulling at her pants as Trish forced herself up, sniffing the air and licking her lips with a long, broad tongue.  Cum dribbled freely from her furry pussy as she made her way through the alley, limping while her right foot changed, already thinking of the large male in front of the club.  Or any other willing male who wanted to take a turn mating with her.