Heavy Petting

First story of 2022!  Woo!

Maya stared down her body as she floated in her bathtub.   She ran her hands over her small breasts, covering them briefly with her delicate hands before rubbing her pink nipples with her thumbs.  After a heavy sigh, she slid her hands down to her thin legs and around to her slim ass.  And back around to the quarter inch strip of hair just above her clit.

Her eyes closed.  Old memories played - high school, mostly, when she realized that she'd never hit a growth spurt.  Or, more correctly, when everyone else noticed she'd never matured much beyond middle school.  Her physical growth wasn't the only thing that was stunted after the teasing had begun.

"No love, no life," she said quietly before sighing once more.  Her loose blonde hair waved behind her head, undulating in miniature waves - a broad golden ray that touched the edge of the tub before curling and dipping down.

She could already feel the warmth draining from the water surrounding her.  She groaned and bent, grabbing the edge of her bathtub to force herself down to the bottom.  Bubbles gathered around her lips before billowing away.  When her chest began to ache, she let herself back up.

I think you're beautiful, her mother had told her every time she found Maya crying over the bullying.  You'll blossom one day.

That day had never come.  Instead of blossoming, she'd folded layers upon layers over herself to hide herself away from the pain others caused.  She hadn't tried to date anyone after a painful rejection as a sophomore in high school and that was five years ago.  Even her mother had given up on trying to set her up with anyone.  After two botched tries, Maya had sat her mother down and informed her, more harshly than she'd wanted to, that if it didn't stop, Maya would create distance between them and she didn't want that.  She very much did not want that.

Seated in the tub with her legs crossed, Maya worked shampoo into her hair after pulling the loose strands around to her chest.

Blossom, my ass, she thought to herself as she scratched her nails against her scalp, working the foaming shampoo as deep as it could go and then down to the tips.  She slid forward, gripped the edges once more and leaned back to dip her hair into the water before exhaling and immersing herself completely.  Now submerged once again, her fingers raked through her hair until the shampoo was gone.

Anytime someone asked how tall she was, she replied with an even five feet but she was four feet, nine inches and had been since the 8th grade.  There was almost always a second glance and a bit of hesitation from the other person as they mentally measured her while doubting her words.

Auburn coloring showed at the very roots of her blonde hair with solid white roots in a clump on the left side of her bangs.  Conditioner spurted into her waiting palm.  As before, she worked the liquid into her hair, stroking from front to back to ensure she covered herself as much as possible.  Nails scratched against her scalp before gliding through her hair to the tips.

Her hair lengthened with every pass and the red tint followed.  Maya added more conditioner to her hand to spread over her hair.  The extra amount needed was surprising to her, but she worked it in and then lay back against the tub, as she usually did when she bathed.

Three additional inches of hair soaked into the water as she closed her eyes and cleared her mind.  The lukewarm water added to her meditation, equalizing her body temperature to leave her feeling as if she were surrounded by nothing at all - floating in a void.

Finally, she breathed out while sliding into the tub, hands pressed against the walls briefly until she brought them to her hair to rinse the conditioner away.  When she finished, she sat up slowly, turned to unplug the drain and then stood.

Her hair clung in dense wet clumps to her back with the ends reaching below her shoulder blades, halfway to the nearly flat curves of her ass.

Maya turned the tub's faucet handles with one hand while pulling the shower curtain with the other.  Cold water pelted her.  She squeaked and adjusted the temperature until it began to warm up.  Her happy moan was lost to the sound of the shower drilling into the water still draining away around her ankles.  She reached behind to squeeze her hair with her back turned to the water, pulling her hand down to the tips several times until she was sure she'd washed away the remnants of the conditioner.

With her body cleansed, she gave herself a slow sixty second count before shutting the water off.  The rest of her morning routine waited for her as she stepped out of the tub and onto the waiting bath mat.

Later, in her bedroom with her longer hair still drying against her shirt, she bent to place her toes into her rolled up black stocking.  She shivered as the sheer material slid against her sole and arch and up to her heel.  From there, she unrolled the stocking slowly, enjoying the way it compressed against her slender legs.  The knife pleats of her high waisted skirt were settled on the middle of her thighs, allowing her to pull the stocking up over her knees.  Her second stocking followed and she wiggled her toes and stretched out her legs while unrolling them.

Light brown specks dotted her blue eyes, appearing suddenly as if they were sand blown across the shores of a perfectly clear sea.  They gathered and swarmed while her nimble fingers worked the stockings up up to her knees.  When she tugged at them to settle them in place, her eyes were a pure, amber color, darker around her pupils.

Maya sat back and her damp hair slid down her top.  The auburn coloring, halted barely past her scalp, began to spread once more - fire burning through straw until no blonde remained.  She shook her head, faintly annoyed by the weight of her hair as it lengthened once more, thickening around her skull before reaching down further and further and further to touch her ass.  The white patch traveled with the red, becoming narrow with every passing inch until only a single porcelain tip rested against her skirt.

She stood from the cushioned bench set before her vanity desk and then stretched, reaching her arms as high as they could go while bowing her back.  Her entire body trembled from the effort.  Her sore joints popped from her toes up to her shoulders and the tips of her fingers.

Skin parted above her lips as tiny holes opened.  She groaned while bringing her hands down.  A shiver spiraled up her spine before splashing out into her face to leave a blushing warmth in its wake.

With a quiet growl, Maya scratched beneath her nose, digging her manicured nails into the skin from one end of her lips to the other.  The tips of black whiskers hid within the slits open in her skin.  She worked her nails along the bridge of her nose with the butt of her palm rubbing into her sore gums as fine white hairs emerged around the hidden whiskers.  Faint reddish fur emerged beneath her fingertips in a scattered line from the end of her nose and up in a single file before ending their march between her amber eyes.

Although nearly invisible, the white hairs surrounding her mouth accentuated the scarlet lipstick she'd applied earlier over her thin lips. She hummed to herself as she padded around her bedroom.  Her humming was interrupted by periodic short phrases sung quietly.  Maya tucked the ends of her button-up shirt beneath the waist of her skirt, starting with the sides and back and working her way towards the front.

Bone white hairs grew around her flat, trimmed strip above her clit.  The white hairs coiled as they expanded, covering her mound and the folds of skin connecting to her thighs.  Her nails clawed at the tangle of hair and her humming deepened and slowed.  She shivered.  Sighed and closed her eyes with a frown and furrowed brow before shivering and grinding her teeth.

Maya's thin lips tightened before swelling outward, curving lightly and then separating to allow her to moan once more as her lips finished filling out.

Her body felt constricted and itchy in a subtle, arousing way, leaving her aware of nearly every single inch of flesh that touched the surrounding clothing.  Her stockings caressed her thighs and calves while her skirt's broad waistband hugged her hips like a lover gripping her tight from behind.  She gasped and leaned forward to brace against the wall.

White sclera receded, pushed by the expansion of her irises until none remained.  At the same time, black spots appeared around the bulging edges of her eyelids.  The pink coloring vanished slowly as she panted with her left hand flat on the wall and her right clenched into the tuft of fur covering her mound.  She swallowed hard when more fur pierced her inner thighs.  Heat radiated between her legs.  Blood coursed down to her labia until they reddened, engorged and fleshy.  Her hidden inner lips glistened beneath her skirt.

She could feel her heartbeat in her temples.  Maya blinked.  Her newly black eyelids were a natural eyeshadow that highlighted her eyes and the blush covering her cheeks.  Three sable  hairs grew just beyond the corner of her left eye while four grew in the same place near her right eye.

Her body thrummed in time to her heart and she felt every pulse due to the strange constricting sensation surrounding her.  Air whistled through her clenched throat in a raspy, reedy near-screech as she advertised the forced start to her estrus.  Her ears twitched at the sound when bands of muscles developed at their base.  They strained to swivel while short red hairs grew from the backs and scattered black hairs emerged from the rounded tips.

A twinge assaulted Maya's lower back when she forced herself to stand tall.  She hissed in pain and reached back to rub her loosened tailbone before reaching up to scratch her ears.  They flicked away from her fingers until she shook her head and settled her nearly dry hair in place over them.

The heat remained.  She stood in her bedroom, facing the doorway to the living room with unblinking dark eyes.

"It'll go away," she told herself with a raspy voice dropped lower than usual.  Husky and sensual.  Her ears twisted beneath her hair.  The rolled edges unfurled with a silent, jerking pop.  The ridges flattened, shoving her ears into dull points that left the black-furred tips of her ears peeking through her red hair.

Maya scratched at her chest before sliding fingers through the gaps left by the buttons.  She adjusted her bra and then scratched between them when an emerging line of thin white hairs crept down beneath the band connecting the cups.  In public, she went without a bra but even though she was fairly certain her nipples never showed, she refused to go without one at work, despite the annoyance and uncomfortableness.

Thin veins stood out briefly against her tiny breasts.  They moved beneath her bra when fatty tissue formed and expanded.  Her breasts, normally completely covered by the loose cups of her bra, filled the material before pushing against them and overwhelming them slightly.  She pressed the tips of her fingers into her left breast.

"Phheww," she exhaled, taking her hand away and settling her shirt where it now pulled tight against her chest.

The urge to lay back against the bed and masturbate to take the edge off of her arousal was surprisingly strong, but she ignored it.  It would pass, she knew, and she was already getting dangerously close to being late for the bus and therefore work as well.  Maya scratched above her mouth and then back to her jaw and once more around to her full, pouting lips.

Her teeth ached, reminding her that she hadn't been to the dentist in nearly two years.  She sighed, shook her head and rubbed her palm against her teeth from front to back while grinding them together.  Enamel flowed over her canines and they curved as they lengthened, denting her lips slightly.

Pressure eased on her sore teeth when her jaw bone fractured painlessly.  She sneezed three times in rapid succession while her cheeks tightened against her expanding face, removing the few faint wrinkles she had while giving her a sharper appearance.  It left her with the faint, hungry, angular look of a hunting predator.  Gray, nearly white lines appeared around the tip of her nose in a branching pattern similar to a Lichtenberg figure.

Joints popped in Maya's back when she reared back and sneezed hard enough to cause a flash of pain.  She groaned and reached around to rub herself as cramps assaulted her.  Her ears swept through her hair to lay back until they flicked and bent forward.  They tweaked again when short white hairs grew around the inside.

The ends of her shirt slid from her waistband when muscles pulled against her spine, stretching her out.  She moaned and leaned back and the very front of her shirt slipped out of her skirt until she tucked it back in.

A faint bulge pushed against the back of her skirt as she walked into her living room.  Her shirt, snug against her due to her larger breasts and expanded upper body, came free in the back to show a narrow patch of bare skin.  Scattered kinky white and red hairs surrounded the barely visible swell of her tail with more red hairs slowly spreading up her spine, one or two hairs every few minutes.

Standing in the middle of her living room, ignoring the throbbing emptiness between her legs and the distracting sensitivity every time her clothes brushed against her skin, she licked her lips and then scratched at her hidden whiskers once more before opening her mouth wide to ease the faint pressure at the back of her jaw.

She surveyed her apartment to check for anything she'd forgotten.  Her breathing came rapidly.  Small dimples showed against her shirt and they pushed as her nipples hardened with a teasing itching sensation that she desperately wanted to scratch.  And pinch.  And pull.  A single drop of sweat rolled down from her left temple.  She growled quietly and pressed her hands to her face.

Tiny bumps appeared along Maya's slender, pale stomach.  Their formation was preceded by sharp but fleeting stabbing pains throughout her belly.  She hissed, pulling her lips back to show her teeth while scratching the sides of her body.  Keratin built over her nails and each new layer darkened until the base took on a brown hue while the tips turned the color of burnt caramel.

Her short, curved claws tore small holes in her shirt until the pain subsided.  She glanced down with a frown while tugging at her shirt and then the pleats of her skirt, settling everything back in place.  Gaps appeared between her skirt and shirt when she looked away.  The bump of flesh thickened low on her back.  Hidden beneath the waistband, the skin tightened to show two separate bones with the tip, dotted with white hairs, dragging back and forth against her skirt.

Maya stood tall, squaring her back and her shirt sealed itself to her body while pulling completely free from her skirt.  Tiny wet spots dotted the fabric in three places on the left side of her stomach and two places on the right side.  Eight teats rubbed against her shirt occasionally as she walked to the front door to grab her purse from one of the three hooks set into the wall.

"Which one, which one," she hummed as she stared down at the shoes arranged on the floor.  More were stored on shelves to the side but she decided on a pair of black flats that matched her skirt and stockings.  She stepped into them, fished her keys out of her purse and left.

Three blocks away, Maya tripped on a crack in the sidewalk when the toenails on her right foot sliced through the thin faux leather surrounding them.  They curved away and down, striking and scoring the rough concrete after she caught her balance.  Each step pushed her claws back, lifting her toes within her shoes.  A single cramp seized the arch of her right foot when the bones of the midfoot lengthened, breaking and healing rapidly until her heel was forced from the shoe.  She hissed, showing her canines once more as well as her sharpened molars and premolars.

A powerful stench hit Maya's nose.  She gagged, wrinkled her nose and pressed her palm against the tip, rubbing it gently with the soft wrinkled flesh now covering the swath of skin on her palm, just beneath her fingers.  Her ears shifted her hair when they bent down.  In response, she breathed lightly, partially through her mouth to mitigate the suddenly intense smell of trash and chemicals.  She growled, gagged and growled again while the lightly furred flesh on the bridge of her faintly expanded face furrowed in disgust.

Cramps seized her left foot as it began to lengthen.  Distracted by the smells around her, Maya kicked one shoe free and then the other.  Sharp claws tore through her stockings on her left foot.  On her fifth step, she bounced, tapping her heels to the ground before raising slightly on her forefeet.  The stance eased the discomfort she felt from her elongated feet and, after several more awkward steps, she found herself walking on the balls of her feet.  Her calves pushed against her stocking and a few scattered red hairs pierced the black fabric.

The rough cement scratched at the bottom of her stockings, tearing them with every step.  Holes appeared in the stockings where her feet made contact with the ground.  A thin, grayish layer of skin showed through the gaps.

Maya stepped into the corner of the enclosure by the bus stop, leaning back into it with her free hand cupped against her mouth and nose.  She breathed lightly with her eyes downcast.  Her tail curled down to press against her ass.  Partially hairless, it scratched her bare skin when her cheeks swelled, pulling her panties in between while pushing against her skirt.  Her previously flat ass bulged behind her, smooth and dotted with sparse red fur.  The pleats lifted, showing just the hint of the bottom of her ass cheeks and the very tip of her moving tail.

A middle aged man, dressed in a sharp but obviously well worn suit, stepped under the shelter with a smiling nod.  He sat on the bench away from Maya with his leather bag atop his lap.

He glanced at her and she looked up to catch him.  He turned away but, before she could look away, his head swiveled back to her.  It was the first time she'd noticed someone looking at her and, before she could stop herself, she stood taller, forcing her chest out.  She half expected him to leer at her but he appeared confused as he stared down between her legs, up to her chest and then to her face.  His mouth opened as if he were about to speak, but nothing came out and a distant look settled onto his features.  He no longer looked at her but through her.  Despite this, his left hand slipped beneath his bag.

She stared at him.  At his arm moving slowly back and forth.  For a moment, she was confused until she realized, suddenly, what he was doing.  She ought to have been disgusted, but she found herself growling quietly and shoving her tits out more.

They responded.  Swelling.  Pulling her buttons tight until one popped free.  Her tiny bra strained until it could no longer contain her expanding tits and it slid down, dragging torturously over her still-hard nipples to slip beneath her breasts.  Now bare, her nipples dented her shirt and the man groaned.  Drool formed at the corner of his mouth.   Thick white fur was visible from the side through the gaps in her shirt.

Maya glanced around quickly.  Her heart was beating so fast.  The ever present heat seemed to expand and she moaned while inhaling his scent.  Standing just three feet away, she could smell him clearly, including the precum soaking into his boxers.

Her body moved without conscious thought, leading her to sit next to the man, adjusting herself when her tail was caught between the seat and her ass.  She sniffed at his ear and neck and slid her own hand beneath his bag, moaning when she touched his erection.  His hand continued to pump until she pushed it aside and unzipped him.

The world shrunk down to the bus stop.  Sounds faded and black appeared at the edge of her vision.  Her raspy breathing took on a scratchy, screeching, needy quality every time she exhaled.  He groaned when she wrapped her hand around his cock.

Sit on him sit on him siton him sit onhimsit on him sit onhim sitonhim sit on his cock, her mind gibbered as she pumped him and leaned in, kissing him deeply.  His tongue moved slowly around hers while his hands rested where she'd moved them.

Fur trickled down to her forehead, hidden beneath her bangs.  He was warm in her hand.  Warm and thick and she moaned, licking her lips while bending down to him and-

He erupted, spraying cum over his shirt and suit jacket and tie, barely missing Maya's mouth.  The thick scent of it was dizzying and she growled as he continued to cum until it slowed enough to dribble down over the back of her hand and her thumb.

"I- I- I- wha- what have I-?" the man asked, slowly coming out of his daze.  Maya reached her hand back to sniff the cum covering it.  She moaned and licked, dragging her tongue over skin and scattered black fur.  Swallowing and groaning as she cleaned herself.

"No!  I-  Oh!  Oh god, I'm so- I'm so-" the man jumped up and ran, hobbling as he tried to fix himself - hiding his exposed cock with his bag until he'd zipped himself back up.

Maya whined piteously as she watched him leave but, slowly, so slowly her wits returned and she shook herself, surprised to find she was sitting when she'd just been standing a moment ago.  She raised her right hand to her mouth to lick the webbing between thumb and index finger and a thrill raced down her spine.

Minutes later, the bus hissed to a stop next to the curb.  She waited to see if anyone would get off, but when nobody exited, she walked up the steps with her claws scraping the metal flooring.  They all turned as she passed - the driver, the old woman sitting in the very front, the two men sitting next to each other, the young woman and her boyfriend - all swiveled to stare until Maya seated herself in the back, away from the rest of them.  Nearly a full minute later, they blinked or rubbed their eyes and turned away.

The bus pulled away with a jerk.  Maya's tail, bushy but still short, dragged against her lightly furred ass beneath her skirt.  She grit her sharp teeth and clawed her thigh, tearing holes in the stocking that showed fur growing from her skin.  More fur, white and orange and red, pierced the black stockings in scattered patches.

She'd told herself the arousal she'd felt in the apartment would pass but it was stronger than before.  Her tongue swirled in her mouth and she swore she could almost taste the pussy and cock she smelled throughout the bus.  Her lips flexed back while her trembling hand slid beneath her skirt.  Her left hand gripped the back of the seat in front of her.  Her claws ripped the fabric before scratching into the hard plastic.  Her tongue lay against her bottom teeth as she panted and played with the dense fur hiding her clit.  The curved tip of her claw pressed into her soaked panties, forcing them between her labia.

Maya bowed her head as she touched herself, all the way a faint voice in the back of her mind berated her, yelling at her to stop.  She stroked her hidden inner pussy lips, slowly at first but faster and faster and faster and faster, breathing hard while jerking until-

Pain erupted in her knees, disrupting her masturbation.  She clamped her mouth shut, biting the inside of her cheek and tongue with sharp fangs.  Agony coursed down her legs and up to her thighs in waves.  Her skin stretched as her bones lengthened - scarring and healing beneath the slow progression of fur covering her body.

Bare skin appeared from the bottom of her skirt above the ends of her stockings.  She clenched her knees and then massaged her muscles as they tore and rebuilt to keep up with her change in height.  Her moan of pain drew a pair of curious eyes as she ducked her head further and tried to hold it all in.

Just when she thought she'd scream from the torment, the pain receded.  She was curled into herself and still panting as sweat soaked into her fur and her tail trembled against her ass.

A familiar sound reached her ears - an automated voice called the stop before her own stop, leaving her shocked with how long the pain must have lasted.  The old woman in the front shuffled her way out of the bus.  The door closed softly behind her and, seconds later, it pulled away again.

She had ten minutes until her own stop.  The odd arousal was gone, chased away by the pain, leaving her-

No, she realized, it was still there.  Muted but rising once more.  She stared out of the window next to her, ignoring the building desire as it made its slow recovery to alarming heights.  Worse, she could smell herself clearly and it drilled a hot spike in the center of her brain.  Her claws tore the seat beneath her, shredding the covering to expose the filling within while she grinded her teeth together.

She leapt up when the bus grew close to her stop.  Just as the doors in the back of the bus began to open, she shoved them apart and stepped out onto the blessedly empty sidewalk, standing on the balls of her feet with her broad toes cushioned on their padding.  Her tail swished briefly before she willed it to stillness.

A triangular peak of white fur with shorter white stubble reached past the waistband of her skirt beneath her belly button.  Two tiny pink teats were clearly visible on her exposed midriff with the bottom of two more showing from her lifted shirt.  Scattered black fur waved on the back of her hands and wrist with white and red fur showing on her forearm from where she had her sleeves buttoned back below her elbows.

The bottom of her furry ass was visible beneath the hem of her skirt and curly tufts of fur were exposed between her thighs, barely hiding her pussy.  She turned towards the squat building where she worked and stepped inside, eager to-

Eager to-

The receptionist stared at her.  Brandy.  With her perfect hair and perfect makeup and perfect body.

"You-  Maya?  You-"  the woman stuttered.  Shock rose in her eyes before her face grew slack and calm.  And then the woman moaned and her hands slid over her body, one raising to her chest and the other going down.

Maya groaned and leaned against the wall when the woman's scent rolled over her.  She swallowed and pushed through, shaking her head while forcing herself to walk.  The wet sounds of Brandy's fingers plunging into her pussy followed her.

"Hey- uhh, who are- uhh- uhhhh-" Jonathan, one of their sales reps, stood by the copier.  He glanced at Maya.  His coffee mug drooped in his hand before dropping to the floor to spill its contents.  She could see his cock moving as it grew erect, sliding around as he reached for it to squeeze and stroke and pump.

Maya rushed past him and her scent swirled in her wake.  Others, men and women, called out to her.  Dave, their young intern who had just graduated from college, whipped his dick out to stroke it in plain sight until Jennifer - their VP of sales, pulled her skirt down to offer herself to him, all while both stared at Maya.

"I- I-" Maya stuttered.  She grappled with the door to her right, shoving it open and then closing it behind her.  Her black whiskers slid through her skin and they trembled as she squeaked.

"I'll be right... with... you..."

Maya turned slowly to see Tony staring at her.  He was the only person in their anemic IT department and was a fairly recent hire.  Hired young so the company wouldn't have to pay more for someone with more experience, he was tasked with everything from technical support to writing reports and scripts.

Now the young man tugged at his tie while stumbling back into his desk.  Maya whimpered.  It was too much.  She could barely think past the heat and the sounds outside simple served to exacerbate it.  Her purse slid from her shoulders.  Before it hit the floor, she dragged a claw down the front of her shirt, tearing buttons to expose her massive, furred tits.  Four pink teats lay against her sweat-soaked skin while white fur crept down her chest and up from her crotch.  She moaned and reached for the zipper at the side of her skirt but Tony was faster as he stumbled over to her and knelt, shoving his head between her thighs.  His hands gripped her hips as he fumbled for the zipper.  He tugged at it and then brought his other hand down to pull her panties aside.

Fur tickled the man's face and lips as he searched for her hidden pussy.  She gripped his head carefully while pushing against his face and her screech was loud and raw when his tongue slipped between her labia.  Her skirt dropped and he reached around to grip and knead her ass, pulling at her fur while her fluffy, bushy tail curled behind her and wagged.

Maya's eyes rolled back in her head.  Bones popped and shifted, forcing her sharp muzzle to develop in place.  She yipped and sighed, raising her hands to her tits to squeeze and heft them.

Hands surprised her.  Soft, deft hands reaching around behind her while lips kissed her shoulder and neck.  Breasts pressed into the fur covering her back.  Maya yipped again when those slender fingers pinched both of her nipples.  Teeth lightly nipped at her shoulder.

Hands touched her jaw, turning her.  She moaned while rocking her hips towards Tony and once more reached for him, holding him in place to encourage him when he started swirling his tongue against her clit.  More teeth against her shoulder as lips touched hers, turning her head so she could kiss whoever stood to her side.

"Fuck!" Maya yipped when a hand clenched the base of her tail.  The girl behind her.  Her other hand pushed against her lower back, forcing her forward.  Down. Forward.  To the ground.  All fours.  Nails clawed into her side when her panties were pulled down over her thick ass and thighs.

The fur around Maya's pussy was wet - from herself and from Tony's mouth, letting the woman find her sex quickly.  With the hand still gripping her tail, the woman pulled her back and Maya went, pushing her ass back to the waiting mouth and tongue.  Clawing at the ground while spreading her knees.  She bowed her head and her cheek, half covered in fur, slid against Tony's erect cock.

"What- what ohhhh!  OHHHH! Oh fuck!  Ohhhh god yesssssss... what- what do I do?" she asked, drunk off of pleasure.

"Tongue," Tony said with a far away voice.  She obliged, awkwardly but enthusiastically, lapping at his shaft from base to head.  Her hand gripped him lightly and she found herself slowly pumping him.  Tony groaned while writhing under her.  He reached and grabbed her thick red hair, coiling it around his fist.  "Mouth.  In.  Your mouth."

She whimpered.  Opened her jaw.  Stared at him and then fluttered her eyes when the woman flicked her tongue rapidly against Maya's clit.  Her mouth slid down over Tony's cock, clipping him with her teeth.  He hissed but didn't correct her - too lost in the haze of the strange pheromones Maya was continuously producing.  Her lips touched his pubic hair and she flexed her tongue against him.

The mouth against her pussy pulled away.  Maya's ears rotated back to hear the woman complain.

"I- I was still ohhh- ohhh-!" her words were lost, replaced with a needy moan and the rhythm of a cock slapping against the woman's wet pussy.

Maya's back arched as she pulled her head up.  She raised her ass in return and her tits trembled and quaked beneath her.  A hard cock slapped her pussy and rough hands gripped her ass. Nails digging in.  One of the hands pulls away.

"IIIP!" Maya yipped, pulling her mouth off the cock in front of her when the anonymous hand crashed down against her ass, sending waves through the round cheeks.

Both hands returned.  Squeezing.  Kneading.  Clenching.  Pulling her apart as the cock returned.  Pressed against her.  Spreading her open.  Her jaw snapped and clenched as it pushed deep.  And deeper still.

Another slap.  Another.  Again, in rapid succession.  She shoved back in response, growling at the slicing pain of the huge cock taking her for the first time.  Her pussy clenched against it.  The hand vanished and she readied herself for another slap.  Eager for it.  For the sharp, sudden pain it brought.  Instead, it gripped her tail and yanked, hard enough that it tweaked her lower back.  Hard enough that it hurt.  But it shoved the cock deep and she screeched, the animal sound filling the entire office as she came, an earth shattering orgasm that dropped her to the ground, against Tony's thighs.

Hands against her side.  Around to her breasts.  Different hands.  Stroking her.  Caressing her.  Moans and thumps from the orgy taking shape around Maya.  A mouth on her nipple.  Another on a teat.  She began to melt away.  Losing herself.  The hand gripped her tail tighter and she growled, pushing herself up, following the man when he pulled back.  Unwilling to let him go until he held her in place by her tail.  Her black furred hands and feet clawed into the ground, holding her in place.  She turned to look at who was stretching her until Tony clenched his fist in her hair again, leading her back to his cock.

He thrusted into her again.  The mystery man.  Slow at first but faster until he pounded deep inside.  Hands gripped her tits.  Holding them in place for suckling mouths.  Her words faltered, slow, replaced by moans.  And growls.  And barks.  And yips.  The animal within assumed control as her consciousness trembled on the precipice.

Her second orgasm obliterated her mind.  Her consciousness came and went.  Men and women flowed around her, switching partners with abandon.  Cum covered her fur.  Her lips were drenched with pussy juice.  There were brief snatches of lucidity until-

Maya woke, stiff and sore and warm.  Darkness surrounded her.  A quiet snore made her jerk and gasp and she suddenly realized she was tangled with others.  Her leg lay between a woman's thighs and her left hand rested against a flaccid cock.

The day unfurled,  unwinding in her mind from start to finish.

"Oh no no no no," she whispered, despite shivering at the memories of the countless orgasms.  She whimpered and covered her mouth and slowly, slowly extricated herself from the naked bodies around her.

Despite the temptation to see who she had lain with, Maya kept her eyes away from faces.  She crept around the full office, stepping over tangled sleeping coworkers and out into the open office area where more lay together.  Exhausted by hours and hours of endless sex where fingers and mouths replaced cocks when they could no longer grow hard.

The thought made her weak.  Maya slumped against the wall next to her while breathing slowly.  Once clear of everyone, she began to pick through discarded clothes to find something that would fit.  Just as she was about to dress herself, she noticed hairs of various lengths and colors stuck to her body, along with her discarded fur.  She cleaned herself as much as possible before slipping into the slacks and t-shirt she scavenged.  Halfway to the door leading outsude, she remembered her purse and the phone within.  Sneaking back into the office, she found it laying against the wall and she breathed a sigh of relief when her phone woke with nearly a full charge.

Less than 10 minutes later, a car pulled up to the curb.

"Maya?" the driver asked after rolling down the passenger side window.  She nodded without saying anything and stepped barefoot into the back seat after opening the door.  Her stockings were ripped to shreds that barely clung to her body beneath the slacks she'd stolen.  She hadn't bothered to take them off.

She was short again.  And human.  Plain.  But safe.

How? she asked herself, casting her mind back to try to think of what, if anything, could have caused the change.  She laughed and shook her head.  Absurd.  What the hell.  Nothing.  Nothing could make that happen.  I had to- someone had to have drugs or-

She scratched at her stomach.  At the flesh bubbling up.  Her fingertip felt wetness soaking into the t-shirt she'd stolen.  Black fur wound their way through the back of her hands.  She ground her aching teeth together.  She couldn't stop thinking of how it felt to be fucked.  Filled.  Her breathing quickened.  Puffing out.  Panting.

"Hey.  Uh.  Do you- do you smell that?" her driver asked.

From where she sat, she could see him adjusting himself and she moaned.  Her slacks slowly tightened against her body as pain shot down her legs.

Ten minutes later, the parked car was rocking wildly in an abandoned parking lot.  She bounced on the man's cock while her tail crashed against the steering wheel, over and over.  He'd cum twice already but was still hard and she snarled, clawing at his headrest when his teeth nipped at her nipples.

She was more aware this time.  More herself.  She had some control.  Some.  She could stop it.

She knew she could.

It's just-

She didn't want to.

As red fur slowly crept down her back and her spine popped, pushing her upper body higher until her stretching ears touched the top of his car, Maya cried out, shoving her swelling tits in the man's face as she rode him with abandon.

She would leave.  She knew she still had to.  She couldn't face her coworkers again.  She had money and she could just box up the few things she had and leave.  But she wouldn't hide away.

Her screaming screech set dogs howling in the nearby neighborhoods.  Distant wolves joined in soon after.  The windows vibrated.  It was her fourth orgasm from the man in front of her and she snarled as she shoved down.  She'd open the door soon.  Make him fuck her in the open on all fours.  On the dirty concrete.  Like an animal.  Until he couldn't take it.  And then she'd bring him back to his car and leave.

There would be others.  So many others.  The man groaned as he released within her, his cum dragged out by her clenching pussy.  Maya smiled and growled as she opened the door.

A new life waited for her and she welcomed it as she pulled off of the man's cock, moaning at the sound it made when it slapped against his thigh.

The world was hers for the taking and she found herself suddenly insatiable.