Illustration - An Earnest Wish

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Jennifer stumbled in the hallway, missing a step when a cramp seized her left foot.  Pressure built deep within her ears and the world titled.  She fell into the wall next to her with her arms wrapped around her stomach.  Her nails clawed at the itch spreading over her body.  Golden hairs pierced her flesh in light, scattered patches.

She whimpered.  Whined.  Raised her hands to her neck while lifting her chin to claw at her throat and then around to her nape.  Scratching and scratching while her lips trembled, showing her teeth with a light growl.  Her nails thickened and lengthened, curling as each new layer grew darker until her ebony claws drew red lines between the tuft of fur growing on the back of her neck, just beneath her messy bob.

The very tips of her ears trembled.  Blonde fuzz covered the backs of her ears as they stretched out, flattening while bending slightly.  Trembling as she moaned.

Sweat raced down her body.  Sounds faded into a dark tunnel, far away from her - fading into the distance while static filled her ears.  Black lines showed in the wrinkles of her crimson lips.  They stretched when her cheekbones popped in their joints and moved, pulling her face forward.  She grunted and licked her lips.  Her long tongue brushed the tip of her nose as it widened slowly on her expanding muzzle.

Her claws scored the wall next to her when she lashed out for support.  Skin sagged on her palm, dragging against the wall.  The thin flesh filled out as it solidified into a faint, broad trefoil pattern.  Lines vanished on her palm when the skin bubbled outward.  Pink faded to pale white before changing to a dull gray with specks of black.  She curled her hand into a fist but her fingers resisted when thin calluses appeared beneath them, bunching together as they swelled into bulbous charcoal-colored padding to match her palm.

Hairs grew from the webbing between her fingers, spiraling up and around to her knuckles and back along her hands in sporadic strips.  More slowly, the fur emerged around the edges of the padding covering the bottom of her fingers.  And then down to her palm.

Jennifer tore at her shirt, claws digging at the front until she shredded the fabric.  And further down with her other hand, rolling her head as she dug into the side, ripping to show sweat-slick skin dotted with blonde fur.

Her body pulsed in fast paced waves through her core and along her back.  The sensation was unique and tortuous and almost unbearable with a level of overstimulation she'd never experienced before.  As if every individual nerve was flicked in the wake of the surge coursing through her body.  Her knees weakened and she whined.  Again and again and again and again until she thought she'd go mad.

Heat built within.  The pulse stoked the flames as her ears bent in half and her tongue bounced against her chin.  Excess drool slid down to the tip and beyond, swinging before attaching to the spray of golden hair spreading over the tops of her breasts.

Pulse.  Twinges of pain followed, arcing like lightning down her stomach.  She growled, and bent and forced herself forward.  Bones grinded low in her back, rasping and scraping until the tip of her tail shoved into the flesh above.  Spasms along her belly.  She snarled and clawed, tearing her shirt further.

Twin reddened lumps showed just above the band of her jeans.  They rubbed against the waistband as she stumbled forward.  She reached down, clawing at her button and zipper until they were undone and open.

Thick, curly blonde hair escaped her panties. She scratched herself as more hairs emerged, tracing a wide, lazy line up her belly between the two teats forming low on her mound.

Translucent, creamy drops of milk welled from the rose-colored bumps.  The milk dribbled down into her spreading fur when the teats twisted away from her body.  More milk soaked into the scattered remains of her blouse.

Pain shot through her back.  Her stubby tail sawed into her jeans.  Jennifer snarled as her human mind warred against the heat and pain.  She stood at the door to the bathroom, struggling with her jeans while a faint voice yelled at her to get out of view.  Her pants slid down to her knees while she pushed the door open.  She stepped inside and then fell backwards, closing the door with the weight of her body.

The woman panted and whined and clawed her body.  The heat was still rising.  For a brief moment, she remembered her coworker kneeling before her to lick her pussy but she snarled, flashing her teeth as her thick, black lips pulled back on her shortened muzzle.  The broad, furry bridge of her nose wrinkled from the fleshy tip and up between her eyes.  The thought of him turned her stomach while causing her to become enraged.  The very act was reprehensible to her now and she shoved it away, replacing him with Logan.

Her short tail slammed against the door behind her in excitement at the thought of her boyfriend mounting her.  Fucking her as she raised her ass while on all fours.

Jennifer kicked her aching feet to dislodge her jeans before flinging them into the wall.  She bent, struggling with her bra through the gaping holes she'd made in her blouse.  Her claws caught in the thick material and she whined as she struggled with it.  Only by accident did she pull the hooks from the clasps and the bra joined her jeans on the floor.

She stared down at her erect, aching nipples.  Blonde fur surrounded her areola while more grew in patches from her breasts and a long mane of fur curled away from her cleavage.  Her tail swished against the door behind her, pulling at her ass cheeks as it rubbed back and forth, back and forth, teasing her with its movement.  She could see the mop of dense fur just between her spread legs.

Her paws rubbed against the curves of her breasts.  The soft, black flesh rasped against fur and skin and she moaned while inhaling the scent of her pussy.  She could clearly see Logan there, in her mind's eye.  Kissing her thigh.  Fingering her.  Telling her how sexy she was.  How turned on he was.  How he wanted to breed her.  Fill her pussy with cum - creampie after creampie until she was full of it and leaking onto her beautiful fur.

Cramps seized the arch of her foot.  She growled at the interruption of her fantasy before ignoring the pain.

"Good.  Girl," she growled, raining her hands up to rub her thumbs against her hardened nipples.  Her claws dented flesh and fur and she moaned.  "Tell me.  Tell me.  Your good girl.  I'll.  I'll listen.  To you.  Listen to you.  Yours.  Your good-aaaahhhhn!"

She bucked from a small orgasm brought about by simply teasing her nipples.  It was the first time, outside of when she masturbated, that she'd cum from anything other than being fucked after a good bit foreplay.  Her overstimulated body begged to be caressed.

Her own orgasm was thrilling, but she desperately wanted to please Logan instead.  She wanted to make him feel good.  She wanted to kneel before him, staring up into his eyes as she bobbed on his cock with her claws against his ass, bouncing with her tongue wrapping around his shaft until he unloaded in her muzzle.  Or on the fur on her chest and tits.  Wherever he wanted.  She was his.  She was his girl.  His good girl.  All his.

Bones were crushed within the confines of her shoes.  Her laces tightened as her feet swelled within, straining as padding formed along her forefeet and toes and the bones were forced apart.  The laces on her left shoe bit into her foot, causing her to growl and stamp.  Her toes bunched up as her nails thickened into curving, curling claws.  Just as she started to reach down to tear through the shoe, seams popped above the sole, releasing the pressure.  They exploded like tiny fireworks that caused her ears to twitch until her foot was free.

Dull obsidian points pierced the toebox of her right shoe, slicing through the front to expose her fur-covered toes and the claws dotting them.  The cramps eased and she groaned in relief.

Dampness filled her panties while the tip of her bushy tail brushed against the back of her calves.  She-  Her nose wiggled while her floppy, furry ears pulled back.  The slits at the corner of her nose gaped repeatedly.

Logan, she realized, seconds before a gentle knocking on the door behind her.

"Jennifer?  We heard sounds.  Are you- whoa!" the door opened as he turned the knob and she pulled away from it to straddle the toilet with her right hand on the sink next to her.  "Hey- are you- oh fuck!  Fuck, Jennifer, what the-"

She grabbed him, licked his face with two sloppy strokes of her tongue and then forced his lips apart to kiss him deeply, nearly choking him in the process.  Her tail wagged furiously behind her and she grabbed his hands to pull them back against her bare, furry ass while grinding into him.

"Need.  Need you.  Need you in me," she panted after pulling back.

She sat back on the toilet once more, bracing herself while reaching down to pull her panties with her left hand.  Logan stared down in shock as the band of her panties tightened to a thin string.

Her inner lips glistened between her puffy labia.  Cum dripped from her lips as she sawed her panties back and forth, whimpering continuously until an errant claw cut into the fabric, snapping them free.

"You- you-" he could smell her.  Her scent filled the bathroom.  "Tail.  You.  You have.  A tail."

The mentioned tail curled between her thighs, hiding her sex briefly until it unfurled once again.  Two strings of cum connected from her pussy to the tail until it slammed back against the toilet.

He couldn't stop staring, despite how she looked.  Her lips were inflamed - swollen and angry and red.  His breath caught when he saw the lips move, flexing and filling out like a balloon.  Her hood pulled tight against her clit as it was forced down by the bulging pussy lips.  They pressed together in the center, hiding the soft pink within behind a thin upside-down Y slit.  Her bulbous, folded pussy lips pushed out from the thick blonde fur surrounding them.

Logan swallowed hard.

"Haaaaahn," Jennifer whined, forcing Logan to raise his head at the unnatural dog-like sound.  Her tongue bounced against her chin while she stared at him.  "Please.  Please.  Please."

"We- there's something wrong- you- you-" he stuttered, reaching down to push at his erection while his eyes swept down her body.  "Are those-"

Nipples? He couldn't ask as he spied the little red bumps along the side of her body, through the holes in her blouse.

Her short, thickened fingers rubbed at her pussy and she undulated before him while whining louder.  Tempting him.

"You- you have to be quiet!" he said in a rough whisper.

She grew louder when a finger plunged into her pussy.

"Fuck!  Fuck me.  Good girl.  Your.  Good girl," she whined.

Logan lunged at her, wrapping his hand around her strange muzzle while glancing back at the door.  Her tongue flicked out, licking his hand while she reached forward to grip his cock, rubbing him through his pants.

"We- stop that!  We- Jennifer, please!" he groaned while closing his eyes.

She struggled with his zipper.  A part of him knew he needed to pull away from her but another part hoped she was able to-

Her claws scraped skin before her paws wrapped around his cock.  He jumped and hissed as she began to stroke him.

"Jennifer, you have to- mmph!"

Leaning forward to whisper in her ear was a mistake as she broke free to lick his lips and the inside of his mouth.

"Cum.  On me.  My fur.  On me.  On your good girl please please mark me please mark your bitch please!"

"Shh!  You have- stop-!" he grabbed at her hand, pulling it away.  She trembled and he stared at her.

Anger or aggression moved through him, spurred by the scent of her and his own arousal.  He bent, rubbing his cock against her pussy while roughly grabbing her breast.  Jennifer threw her head back when the tip of his cock pressed against her hot, swollen pussy.  Logan licked her hard nipple before sucking it in his mouth.  Wet fur tickled the inside of his lips.

Jennifer's pussy spread open around the head of Logan's cock.  Her sharp teeth clacked and she trembled as he pushed deep into her.

"So.  Tight," Logan groaned, amazed at how different she felt.  Her ears pulled back and she moaned, loud enough that he grabbed at her muzzle once more, clamping it shut.  Her nostrils opened and closed as he pushed deeper.

Fur tangled with Logan's pubic hair as he bottomed out.  He pulled back and Jennifer spasmed against him.  Her arms wrapped around his body with her claws tearing at his clothes.  Seated on the toilet, she folded her legs against his ass.

"Be.  Quiet," he commanded roughly, only releasing her when she nodded her head.

"Imma good girl," she whispered with a growl.  "I listen.  I-ooooaauuwwwl!"

Her howl was low and soft when he shoved back into her.  With his hands freed, he gripped her tightly while bending further, plunging into her pussy as she angled her hips up to meet him.  Her cum splattered against her fur every time he pounded her.  Jennifer bit gently into Logan's shoulder to keep herself quiet, desperate to follow his command.  She drew blood when she orgasmed unexpectedly.  The girl whimpered as she bucked and trembled but Logan continued despite the pain.  He kissed her neck and the edge of her jaw while stroking her fur with grasping motions.

Jennifer's pussy clenched against her boyfriend.  She couldn't concentrate.  She couldn't think past the feeling of Logan thrusting deep inside of her.  Orgasms washed over her, stealing her breath away until-

He swelled within and she froze, eyes wide.  When his cum flooded her, white noise followed and a roar filled her ears.  Her muzzle opened but only a soft 'eeeeeeee' sound wheezed past her blackened lips.  Logan bent down to bite at her nipple and then further, more carefully as he kissed a teat just beneath her breast.  She shivered when he took it into his mouth to give an experimental lick.

Finally, he pulled back and out.  Creamy cum followed until she reached down to smear it over the fur covering her mound and thighs and up to her belly.  Marking herself.

He waited.  Hoping she would change back as she twitched sporadically from aftershocks.  When nothing happened other than her quiet voice begging for more, he began to think of a way out, to sneak her past his parents until he could figure out what to-

Jennifer knelt to lick Logan's cock.  To clean her mate.  He stared down at her and then closed his eyes.  His fingers twisted into the thick fur on the back of her neck.  Pushing her down.  Her thick tongue wrapped around his cock as if it were a second pussy and all he could think about now was how many times he could cum before his parents wondered about his absence.

Whatever else had happened to her, she was insatiable and needy and eager to please.

When she pulled away to go to all fours in front of the bathtub with her tail curled and her cheeks spread, he swallowed.  Every instinct screamed for him to take her and sneak out, but, instead, he bent over her, gripping the edge of the tub as she reached beneath herself to guide him into her once more.  Her fur brushed against his chest as she thrust back into him, working her hips while he held himself steady.

He lost himself to her estrus while burying his face in the silky fur covering her back.

Finally, close to the edge of another orgasm, he raised his head and whispered, answering her from earlier by telling her she was a good girl.  She jerked and scored the floor with her claws while clenching against his cock, sending him over the edge once more.

There would be time, he hoped, to figure out what happened to her and how to fix it, but for now, he nuzzled into his fur while his cum drilled into her, marveling at the way she felt and smelled and how completely animalistic she was - giving in to her base desires with zeal.

"Good girl," he whispered, even more quietly, while rubbing his face back and forth. She growled softly in return, happy and temporarily sated - eager to clean him once more but unwilling to be the first to break their embrace.

"Yrrrrr good grrrrrrl," she growled, whining slightly when he pulled out.  "Home?"

He scratched behind her ear and then blushed in embarrassment until her tail wagged enthusiastically.

"Let's go home," he agreed and her tail crashed into the wall next to her as he reached his hand out to help her up.

"More?" she asked, caressing his cock as he tried to pull his underwear and pants up.  "Home?"

"God, I hope so," he gasped, grabbing her hand while scooping her clothes from the floor.  "And we'll- we'll figure this out.  Somehow.  As long as it's you, I- I don't- I just want you.  That's all I ever wanted.  You, Jennifer."

"Love.  You," Jennifer growled before licking Logan's cheek.

"Love you, too," he told her with a shaky, shy smile.  "Now we run!"

At the word, her tail entered lightspeed, tweaking her back and ass.  Her nails clicked against the floor as they raced through the hallway and through the back door with shouted apologies, eager to be home and away from prying eyes.