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The Black Flame Ch. 02
🕑 Added 2023-04-15 01:11:43 +0000 UTCThe 2nd of 4 chapters to be published this month every Friday! Hey - it's like an old smutty radio drama. "Next time, dear listeners!"
"You guys head out, we'll be fine," Emily said while forcing her legs together.
June stared at Emily with a puzzled look as she tried to figure out exactly what was out of place on the girl's face. Noticing the look, Emily blushed and turned away, pretending, instead, to busy herself with wiping Tia's forehead.
"Alright," June said. "Come on, Nicole, I'll walk you back to your room. Nicole? Nicole!"
Nicole jolted in place. She'd been staring at Emily. Inhaling deeply and leaning forward. There was a peculiar scent, something she'd never smelled before. Something that tickled a deep, primal part of her brain. She exhaled and a soft, animalistic whine escaped her lips. New urges began to form, triggered by the other girl's scent and a chain reaction rippled through her very soul.
"S- sorry, what?" Nicole asked, licking her lips as she turned to June. Her pussy began to throb with the need to be filled and pounded.
"We're heading out," June repeated. "I'll walk you home."
"Yeah. Yeah, okay," Nicole said. Her eyes flicked to Emily's shoulder. Down her arm to her hand on the towel. Her fingers. She could almost feel them in her own hair, grabbing a fistful of her wavy hair from behind as she-
"Nicole?"
"Yeah, coming, sorry."
Nicole followed behind June with one last glance towards Emily. For a brief, confusing moment, she swore she saw hair on Emily's back, in the gap between her pants and t-shirt.
"Fuck, it's cold!" June gasped when the wind howled around her. "Come on, come on. My old-ass car won't start if I leave it too long at this temperature."
Nicole stumbled along. The cold soothed her body, but she also felt it as the touch of a ghostly lover caressing her body. Her nipples stiffened, the wrinkled flesh twisting while bumps appeared over her brown areola. She paused at the foot of the stairs, gripping the freezing metal structure while biting her lips to hold back a moan. The phantom fingers slipped beneath her clothes, stroking her ass and breasts. Goosebumps rose in a wave down the back of her neck and arms. Her pussy ached for attention and she shook her head when Emily's face appeared in her mind's eye - her friend's face between her thighs.
I'm not- I'm not interested in girls, she told herself, pushing away from the stairs to hurry after June when the other woman slipped into the driver's seat of her car. Nicole followed, sitting in the passenger side while pressing herself against the door with her knees bent and pressed together and her hands clutched in her lap. The seat belt slipped uncomfortably between her large breasts and its presence only served to distract her further. Every part of her body felt more sensitive than usual.
"I hope Tia's okay," June said after backing out of the parking lot.
"Yeah," Nicole agreed, barely paying attention.
Her eyes swept to the side to make sure June was focused on the road. She raised her left arm to block the view of her right hand as she pressed it against her soft belly and down beneath her jeans. She sighed with pleasure while stroking her curly pubic hair and then, with her heart racing, she slid her hand further. Her teeth bit painfully hard into her lower lip when she touched her clit.
The girl began to pant as she rubbed the length of her finger over the clit and down to her fleshy inner lips. Her puffing breath steamed the window next to her. A thrill traced down her spine as she glanced at June once more. Her friend sat so close and was blissfully unaware of what Nicole was doing. The thought of it drove Nicole wild and her finger sped up before dipping between her slick lips.
Brown hairs grew over her mound, joining the feathery soft hairs on her smooth skin. The new hairs thickened and lengthened, curling as they spread down over her swollen labia.
Nicole grunted. Her tailbone cracked painfully, freeing the tip. Despite the dull pain, she continued to masturbate slowly. She adjusted her hips and the pain eased. Hidden beneath her hoodie, a bump formed low on her back. Hairs emerged from the bulging skin, barely hiding the vague shape of the vertebrae pushing into the flesh beneath, forced outward by a new piece of her tail growing in place.
Close, so close, she thought to herself. Her hips began to rock, as if she were riding her dildo - or a fat cock. Thrusting into me. M- mounting me. Breeding- oh fuck- FUCK! Breeding me!
She came and her finger curled inside while the others gripped the tuft of fur covering her pussy. Nicole's nostrils opened and closed and she swallowed the whine that so desperately wanted out.
The girl trembled and turned, lifting her shoulder to press her face into it in order to muffle a soft moan. Her fingernail slid against the slick walls of her pussy, lengthening over the tip of her fingernail while folding and bulging. Her other fingernails followed, scratching the skin and the palm of her hand.
"FUCK!" Nicole cried out when a smaller orgasm cascaded through her body. She snatched her hand away and her throat vibrated with a nearly silent growl.
"Jesus, you scared me!" June said while correcting her swerving car. "What's wrong?"
"I- I- I forgot-" Nicole stuttered. Her tail stretched, caught beneath her jeans, to rub between her ass cheeks. "My. Um. My. Purse. At Emily's house."
"Do we need to go back?" June asked while praying that they wouldn't.
"N- no," Nicole said. She turned towards the car's door and sniffed her fingers. Once more her throat vibrated and she growled while licking the cum from her hand.
"Nicole?" June said with a quick peek at her friend.
"Sorry, just, like I said, umm, feeling a little off," Nicole told her. She reached her left hand out, placing it against June's thigh as if to reassure her. Her short claws pierced June's tights when she clenched her hand.
It was a lie. She felt amazing. Horny but full of energy. She wanted to move. And run. And fuck. Be fucked.
Like a dog, ass up, all fours, she thought, eyelids fluttering as she pictured herself on knees and forearms like a bitch in heat. Her stubby tail wiggled between her ass cheeks and the fur covering it dipped into the wetness spread by her pussy.
"Whoa, I think you need a pedicure, girl," June said.
Nicole swallowed excess drool. The narrow, rounded tip of her tongue quivered. She swallowed again and nearly gagged as the flesh flattened. And widened, flexing at the tip to brush her uvula before she let it rest against her lower lip. It bounced as she panted.
Her hand slid higher on June's thigh, clawing her leg. She tore tiny holes in the stretchy fabric.
"Hey!" June called out while slapping Nicole's hand. Nicole snatched her hand away.
"S- sorry, I- I just, sorry. Let my mind wander, sorry," Nicole apologized while rubbing her hand. Her thumb dug into the bottom of her and her claw scratched against a thin callus forming on her palm. Her fingers curled and her thumb dragged back and forth against the bottom of them - against the roughened skin growing along the segmented digits. The girl moaned, softly, and did the same with her other hand for the rest of the drive.
"Nicole. Hey- Nicole! We're here," June said. She poked the other girl and Nicole jumped, startled out of her pleasurable thoughts. "You- uh."
Silvery moonlight shined off of the backs of Nicole's eyes for a brief second, reflecting from the tapetum lucidum until she cocked her head and blinked.
"Huh. Uh. We're here," June said.
Nicole pulled at the front of her shirt, dragging it down to highlight her breasts while staring into June's eyes. She wanted Emily. She could still smell the other girl's scent. A small part of her knew that if she wanted to, she could track the strange, powerful aroma back to her apartment. To anywhere in the world, if necessary. She wanted Emily but would take June instead. Grinding against her, legs wrapped around-
"Nnngh-" the girl groaned, clawing at her temples. Brown vellus hairs spread over the backs of her ears in a leisurely crawl. Her broad tongue licked her top lip and nearly touched her nose. The thought of fucking another girl was alien to her. Wrong.
Isn't it? she asked herself.
'Are you sure you're okay?" June asked her.
"Yeah," Nicole answered with a husky voice. She opened the door quickly and stumbled outside into the snow, in a hurry to get away before she lost herself. The urge to kiss June was far too tempting. "I'll text you tomorrow."
Nicole forced every step along the way to her room. Her ears twitched as she caught faint conversations behind the other doors. A few deeper voices of men with their girlfriends. She paused at one and leaned in to listen to the moans of two girls and their whispered words to each other as they made love. Her own hand rubbed at her clit on the outside of her jeans until she moaned from a small orgasm and clawed at their door frame, shaving slivers of wood that fell to the ground.
When she reached her own room, she collapsed to the floor just inside, dropping to her knees with her hands out before her. Grinding her teeth. The girl shoved her ass back against the door and her wide tongue dangled with drool dripping from the tip.
"Feels so fucking good," Nicole moaned. She sat back, pulling at her hoodie before throwing it. Her shirt followed. She pulled her bra down over her breasts and they jiggled as she spun it, turning it until the clasps were in front in order to unhook them.
With a low, grumbling moan, she raised her tit and her long tongue reached out to flick her nipple until her lips touched the erect flesh and she sucked herself. She held her breast with her left hand and reached for her pant's zipper with her right, wincing when the teeth caught in the fur beneath. The girl pulled at the thick hairs covering her inner thighs. They were slick with her cum and the pain of the roots pulling her skin was a delicious contrast to the pleasurable lightning arcing down her belly from her nipple.
"Emilyyyyy," Nicole groaned, releasing the nipple with a wet pop. She leaned forward until her chest touched the floor. Turning her face, she rested her cheek against the ground and reached back to slide her pants and underwear over her wide hips and thick ass.
Thin sheets of her juices connected from her crotch to her jeans and the crotch of her panties. They swung to her bare skin and the scattered fur high on the inside of her thighs.
Her tail, barely two inches long, curled behind her. Nicole shoved her fingers into her pussy and she snarled when her claws scratched the pink skin within.
Giving into the animalistic urges filling her body propelled the changes. Her feet slid out behind her while she braced herself on her chest. Bright red nail polish flaked away from her broad toenails when white fracture lines appeared and her nails bent. Keratin flowed over them, creating sharpened tips that grew deadlier with every new lawyer. She snarled when the nails bit into her flesh, diving down to surround the bone and lock in place.
Fine brown hairs grew from the webbing between her toes with more growing from the back of her feet. Tendons stood out on the delicate skin while muscles grew within, tugging and pulling, forcing her forefeet to widen into the start of her paws.
Nicole screamed when she orgasmed. Lights exploded in her eyes and her new claws tore at the floor when her legs quivered and refused to be still. She'd never felt anything like it. Drool dribbled from the corners of her lips while her pupils dilated. Goosebumps rose over her skin. She snarled and snapped her short fangs, desperately trying to seize control of her spasming body.
The vertebrae in her spine pushed into the flesh above and she followed involuntarily, pulling herself up to her hands and feet.
Like a proper bitch.
Fur pierced the skin over her spine, from the base of her tail up to her nape. Inches of bare skin separated the hairs by they thickened into scattered clusters until her spine relaxed and she slumped to the ground in a daze.
Sleep followed soon after.
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Emily held the towel in her lap while staring down at Tia's sleeping body. She licked her lips and glanced at her door as if June would walk back inside at any moment.
The petite girl moaned in her sleep and Emily groaned in return. She couldn't stop staring at Tia's nipples - still impossibly erect - where they pushed against her shirt. And the black hair just above the neck of her shirt. There were three curly strands and a second white hair above the first.
Emily's eyes swept up to Tia's shoulder and the smooth, dark skin curving up to her neck. And her jaw. Emily's exhaled breath was sharp. Hungry. She reached out a tentative hand before clenching it into a fist over the girl's chest. Instead, she leaned in to kiss her forehead.
Inhaling.
Moaning.
Lips lightly touched Tia's temple. Hand resting on her midriff. Teeth on her earlobe, hot breath puffing from her nose. Tia groaning, twisting. Eyelids fluttering. Nuzzling into the girl's neck with a low, grumbling growl and her hand massaging, kneading the other girl's stomach. Alveoli and milk ducts continued to form beneath Tia's stomach and the girl whimpered in her troubled sleep.
Emily's tongue slid past her lips, covered in drool to flatten against Tia's neck. She moaned as she licked Tia, tasting her sweat and the subtle sweetness of her skin. The wide tip folded when she dragged it up, over the girl's jaw. Her hand relaxed, moving until she felt the small contours of Tia's breasts.
Tia gasped. Her eyes moved beneath her closed eyelids and she writhed, lifting her hips and back in a wave while biting her lip. The sharp scent of her sudden wetness wafted to Emily's nose.
The skin parted at the corner of Emily's nostrils, creating slits that trapped her friend's scent even as she breathed out. Faint gray lines appeared on the rounded flesh at the tip of her nose. She inhaled and more drool slid down her cheek as the marks darkened around her nostrils and lifted, creating a pebbled texture. Her tongue swept down over Tia's lips, dragging over their soft, upturned curves.
Emily's clit throbbed, free of its furred hood. She reached down, shoving at her sweatpants and panties, snarling as she clawed at her pussy with her palm rubbing her clit. The soft skin on her palms became wrinkled, hardening slightly into a wide, rounded triangular shape that dragged against her swollen clit until the new flesh filled out. She squeezed Tia's breast, compressing it against her new paw pad while bending to kiss the girl's thick nipple through her shirt.
"Mmmm, haaaaaa..." Tia moaned in her sleep.
Emily's eyes widened. She forced herself back while staring at Tia's prone body in horror. A large wet spot soaked into the other girl's shirt where she'd briefly sucked on her nipple, drenching in with her drool.
Soft red fur spread over the backs of Emily's ears. They unfolded and stretched, sliding through her hair. Wispy black hairs grew from the tips in bushy little tufts. The fur caught against her bangs, parting them briefly to show the hardened nubs of horns at the side of her head.
"Oh god," Emily moaned. She looked down and only just now realized she was rocking her hips against the two fingers she was thrusting into her pussy. Cum flung away from her tight inner lips and the skin pulled outward, refusing to let her fingers go when she pulled them free. "Fuck! What the hell is wrong with me?!"
She stood. Stumbled. Nearly running to the bathroom to turn on the water in order to wash her hands.
"Oh. Oh God. Oh God, what the hell is this?!" Emily moaned while staring at the claws tipping her fingers. They'd had grown while she finger-fucked herself, two inches now and no longer translucent but obsidian and glistening in the overhead light. Coated in her juices. Clearly defined paw pads covered her fingers and palms and red fur littered the back of her hands and forearms with black hairs strewn among them.
The girl looked up and nearly screamed. Fangs jutted from her mouth and her long ears lay trembling back at an angle. When her pupils narrowed, they quivered and compressed into vertical slits.
She pawed at her mouth while leaning into the mirror and the change in position let her see the black tips of her horns beneath her hair.
"No no no no no! This- this can't be real! This can't be-" she froze. Her mind scrambled before settling on a clear cause for the changes. "The book..."
Her ears twisted. She grabbed at them, pulling and wincing in pain. Muffled sounds came from the living room. Moans.
Emily leaned cautiously out of the bathroom to spy on Tia. The other woman had her back to Emily with her knees bent. Emily's claws tore at her bathroom wall. She couldn't stop inhaling, breathing in Tia's sweet smell and the heady scent of her pussy. Without realizing what she was doing, she grinded her clit against the rough edges of the doorframe, humping it with a quiet growl.
"Tia... You-" Emily moved, walking over to her friend to stare down at her.
Both of Tia's hands were between her thighs, rubbing at her pussy. Emily gnashed her teeth. Her body felt tight, as if something was pushing against her skin - clawing at her flesh. Expanding within her and desperate to be out. She was riled up beyond anything she'd felt before. Her gums ached and she found herself clawing at her thighs. The completely alien sensation filled her with an aroused aggression and silent voices echoed through her mind - screaming at her to rip Tia's clothing apart, to shove her to her stomach, lift her ass and-
"Tia!" Emily yelled, focusing on her friend in order to stop the urges. She grabbed the girl's arms and pulled, rolling her to her back.
Tia's eyelids fluttered open. Her brow creased as she tried to make sense of Emily's face but Emily turned away before she could see her clearly.
"Emily?" Tia asked, suddenly uncertain.
"Don't," Emily growled. She reached out. When her padded palm touched Tia's cheek, she pushed the other girl's head to the side. "Don't look at me."
"You're scaring me," Tia said. "What's happening? I don't- I don't remember anything and- and I feel- Emily- that smell, I- I-"
Tia moaned and licked the claw Emily held against her lips. Before Emily could react, Tia shifted her head to suck the claw into her mouth with her tongue wrapping around it, licking Emily's cum from the dense tip. Her right hand stroked inexpertly at her own clit and she moaned louder while sliding her head back and forth.
"Tia, stop! Stop it!" Emily shouted while pulling her hand away.
Tia's hand pressed hard against her clit and she lifted her chest while turning back to Emily. Her expression was dazed with her lips parted.
"Feels... Feels..." Tia panted. The fur covering her chest spread lazily, needles pricking her breasts as hairs grew out from her sternum towards her areola. More spread from her flat pubic hair and down over her pussy while stubble formed on her ass cheeks. Skin bulged above her slender ass and she groaned loudly while shoving her back into the couch to grind the rough fabric into the tail forming beneath her skin. "Hot. Good, Emily. I want- More."
"Tia, shit, Tia, snap out of it!" Emily shouted while shaking her friend. She was desperate to stop her - not just for Tia's sake and sanity but also because her own self control was eroding quickly.
"I- Emily. Emily. Something's wrong with me," Tia moaned. She raised her hands to her head.
"Look at me, Tia," Emily commanded with a sultry, low voice.
Tia obeyed at once, turning to stare. Her eyes darted over Emily's face and comprehension dawned slowly.
"Oh! Emily! Oh sh- shit! Emily, your face! What's, Oh God. Oh God oh no, Emily, what's happened to you?!"
Tia burrowed deep into the couch to get away from her friend. She pushed herself up and slid to the side, raising her knees defensively before wrapping her arms around them.
"I don't knoooow," Emily groaned. She bowed her head and laced her hands together, staring at the strange, deadly claws. "I- I think- I think it's the book. I think reading that spell caused this to happen."
Tia unwrapped her arms to touch her face as fear contorted her features. Her tongue explored her teeth while her fingers touched her forehead and ears. She only relaxed when she realized everything was normal. Her hands slid between her thighs and her belly with her heels against her ass. As she stared at her friend with horrified wonder, her fingers slowly massaged the flesh growing beneath her belly.
The girl was mesmerized by Emily's changes, now that she'd had a moment to collect herself. Her breathing calmed and she licked her lips. And inhaled. Deeply. Taking Emily's scent into her. Feeling the way it coursed throughout her body. Goosebumps rose over her shoulders when she pictured the other girl's teeth biting into them while her body pressed against her from above.
"Are-" Tia's voice cracked. She swallowed and licked her suddenly dry lips while bowing her head. Hidden behind her thighs, her hand slipped beneath her shirt and she caressed the soft black fur spreading over her belly while clenching the muscles of her pussy.
What is this? This emptiness? she asked herself. This smell? Hers? Emily's? So different from mine.
The skin pinched on the tips of Tia's fingers when her clear nails gradually began to fold and she clawed at her stomach where the taut skin loosened slightly before twisting into a tiny, wrinkled teat.
"Are you okay?" Tia gasped finally. "I- I mean, otherwise?"
"I- I think so?" Emily said. She brought her hand to her nose to rub it before narrowing her strangely slit eyes to stare at Tia's ass. "I- And you're sure you're okay?"
"Yes," Tia lied as she pinched and pulled at the teat. Milk welled from hidden holes surrounding the tip. She forced her hand away and swallowed the needy whine that built within her chest.
Heat thrummed within Tia unlike anything she'd felt before and as her eyes fell upon the defined lines of Emily's forearms, she realized she ached to feel the other girl wrapping them around her. Holding her down. Touching her until-
"Yes," Tia gasped, answering the question again while expressing her need at the same time.
Emily squeezed her black, pebbled nose while growling. Her ears tilted back. She had to physically force herself to look away from Tia when her mind began to force fantasies into her thoughts.
"I, umm, I'm going to, uhh, read the book again," Emily mumbled. "In my room."
Away from you, Emily thought. Despite pinching her nose, she could smell the other girl's powerful scent and it was getting worse. Drool formed at the corner of her mouth and when her thick tongue cleaned it, Tia moaned quietly, causing Emily's ears to tremble.
"I think," Emily continued. "I think it must be just me. If you're fine, the others must be. I spoke the words. Whatever it is, it- it changed me. I think me being near you is- is affecting you on a- different level. There has to be a way to stop it. To- to change- change back."
She wanted to rake her claws over Tia's back. The physical urge made the nerves stand out on her body and ignite. She turned her head and grinded her teeth. Her palm pushed at her clit and then jerked at how painfully sensitive it was.
"My- My- Room-" Emily gasped. She stood, suddenly certain that if she didn't go now, she would force herself on Tia. The girl stumbled away. When she bent to grab the book, the back of her sweatpants lifted from her short tail curling to balance her. "Stay. Um. Stay. Here. On the couch. Sleep here. And. Umm. Just. Be safe."
Emily ran to her room, closing the door and shoving into it. Panting. Trembling. Her body was burning.
And still Tia's scent wafted to her. Emily grabbed her bath towel from the top of her dresser where she'd left it earlier. She rolled it and placed it against the bottom of the door to block the airflow. Her claw clacked against the light switch when she turned it off. Darkness settled around her but she stared, in wonder, as her vertically slit eyes widened and a strange new light filled the room. A faint silver glow highlighted the items scattered throughout her room.
She growled and padded over to her bed. Her heels lifted from the floor, forcing her to steady herself on her forefeet until she leaned forward to crawl onto the bed. She touched the switch on her nightlight carefully, focusing on using her fingertip rather than her claws in a small gesture of not giving into her changes.
The girl sat on her bed. She fluffed her pillows and leaned back with her book in her lap. Her long, furred ears tweaked and twisted, catching faint faraway sounds that distracted her. The sounds of prey-
She shook herself.
Small animals, not prey, she corrected.
Small animals and loud cars and the hum and buzz of the nearby campus along with the howling, gusting wind. She leaned over. Her claws cracked against the little white noise generator she kept at her bedside, nearly shoving it over the edge until she turned her hand and carefully tapped the button to turn it on. The sound roared in her ears, but she still tapped the volume button to make it louder until she was unable to hear anything else.
She closed her eyes, ignoring the throbbing between her legs. Slowly, her clit retreated back to the furred hood. The intrusive thoughts continued but, bit-by-bit, began to fade when she forced herself to meditate and clear her mind. It took deliberate effort that slipped occasionally but, eventually, she was able to visualize an empty room in her thoughts.
Enamel cracked. She licked her lips and swallowed as her fangs receded slowly, pulling back into her gums. Emily felt a thrill of excitement and satisfaction when she swept her tongue over the teeth. She reached up, touching her lips and her fingers popped when the claws broke free from the bones.
Her eyes opened and she held her hands out. She watched the claws seemingly melt away. They grew brittle, with tiny crumbling pieces falling to the blanket beneath her, but the rest appeared to flow back into her fingers until her claws unfolded to lay flat. Her fingernails were jagged now, as if she hadn't clipped them in years. And yet, they were plain, translucent fingernails.
"Thank God," she whispered.
Calmness allowed the changes to revert. Happy tears filled her eyes and her pupils, thin slits against the bright light next to her, widened into perfect circles.
She opened the book to the first page. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself for the headache that would follow from reading the strange words. Her rough nail touched the glyphs on the bottom of the page.
They seemed different. Her brow creased as she studied them, unaware that no headache would come now. The symbols appeared almost like letters and now, try as she might, she couldn't remember how they had looked before.
Although she couldn't identify the actual letters, she felt a sense of what it was trying to say. Or, at least, she almost did. It toyed with her, just at the edge of her comprehension in a maddening way.
Emily yawned until her jaw cracked. She grimaced, raised her arm and sniffed at her clothes before bending in huff in rapid succession with her nose pointed towards her crotch. The smell of her pussy was overpowering and she hated the thought of going to sleep while covered in her own cum, especially with how tainted it was due to the strange lust she'd felt towards her friend. She stripped and tossed her clothes in the rough direction of her hamper.
When she yawned again, hiding her mouth behind her hand, her head drooped slightly. Loose red and black hairs floated away from the back of her hand and forearm to litter the bed. She'd barely slept the night before, instead spending the night writing code on her laptop. Combined with the wine and the stress of her changes, her eyelids drooped and the book slid from her lap.
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Tia watched Emily leave. Her eyes trailed down her friend's body to settle on her ass and she found herself leaning forward, huffing like a dog when she spied the enormous wet spot covering the other woman's sweatpants. Tia's lips trembled when her hand slipped beneath her pants to touch her swollen pussy.
She whined and the tips of her lightly furred ears unfolded to sharp tips. Her tongue circled her lips as she stared between her retreating roommate's thighs and it bumped over her lengthening canines.
When Emily's bedroom door closed, Tia fell to her back. She pushed her heels into the couch with her hips raised.
The heat consumed her. She'd spent nearly two decades denying herself the pleasure she now felt and the floodgates weren't just open, they were crumbling. The girl cursed her parents for what they'd done - dark thoughts churning through her head while her hackles stood on end. Small hairs that multiplied and lengthened over her nape and down into a thin mane of fur that reached her shoulder blades.
She thrust her fingers into her pussy with abandon, flinging cum over the couch while her palm slapped her furred crotch with a hard, wet smack. With every strike, the harsh sound lessened, softened by the leathery skin growing from her palms.
When the skin inflated on the bottom of the two fingers to create her bulbous, charcoal-colored padding, she bucked from a powerful orgasm. The young girl turned her head, shoving it into the cushions to muffle the sound of her howl while her hips spasmed. Two spots of rough, textured skin rasped against the couch when she rubbed her forehead into the seats beneath her. She rolled her head, scratching the raised, flat foundations of her horns before turning her head to the side to stare at Emily's bedroom.
"Have- have to see it," she mumbled. Rolling from the couch, she landed on unsteady legs and shuffled to the bathroom.
She knew what to expect. She'd seen Emily and she'd lied when she'd told the girl she was fine despite the changes spreading over her body. Changes she could feel happening even as she voiced the deception.
Vertically slit brown eyes ringed with gold stared back at her. The limbal rings surrounding her irises expanded, pushing the sclera away until only ebony remained. She groaned and stepped forward while reaching a hand up to the mark on her chest. Ivory hairs littered the strange brand with black hairs outlining it. Her palm flattened on her skin while her fingers spread. Curving obsidian claws dented the flesh.
With a start, she realized that everything was painfully clear and her hand reached, by reflex, for her glasses. Glasses that she wasn't wearing. She couldn't help but see it as being healed. Being made whole. Like the other changes happening to her. They were right and good and she welcomed them as her body tingled, eager for more.
She snarled and tore at her shirt, ripping it to free her small breasts. They quivered within the simplistic, thin bra she wore until she grabbed it, growled and pulled. Fabric bit into her while her biceps swelled and the clasps pinged. She flung her bra away and stared at her own breasts. At her hardened, black nipples and the short fur growing over the surrounding skin.
Sex wasn't the only sin. Her parents had forbidden her from even looking at her own naked body. Her breasts were a tool for feeding her own children and nothing more.
Droplets of milk welled from two of her teats when they tightened and twisted low on her belly. They merged into fat drops that fell from their own weight, creamy white sliding over her taut, dark body. She reached for one of the drops, collecting it in the curve of her claw before bringing it to her mouth to taste.
Feeding her babies.
Feeding her pups.
Her lips trembled and her knees grew weak, forcing her to grab the edge of the sink. Again the image of Emily filled her thoughts, dominating them. Emily above her, teeth in Tia's shoulder. Pounding and pounding into her.
"Breeding me," Tia moaned while standing up straight.
Tia's hand slid through the thick line of curly black fur covering the middle of her body until she reached her breast. She growled when her fingers caressed the delicate skin. After squeezing herself, she trailed her claws over and up to her nipple. Teasing it while she panted and stared.
She could feel bones grating on bones while muscles contracted in her back and her tail wagged slowly. Looking down, she stared at the wet curls of fur covering her crotch and hiding her aching, empty pussy.
This was life. She'd stumbled meekly through it before, doing as she was told. Obeying her parents while restricting herself according to scriptures written over hundreds and hundreds of years by a collection of aging men who put their own twisted fetishes into texts they claimed to be holy.
Living and dying by the standards of men whose bones were dust.
"F- fuck you," she snarled, tasting the word in her mouth. Tasting her defiance and the thrill it sent down her spine.
She walked back to the couch and padding spread over the balls of her feet before flattening beneath her within the confines of her shoes. Forcing her up with her heels raised. Her short tail lashing angrily behind her. Until she flopped back into the old cushions.
Flesh squirmed against her ass cheeks. Her tail wiggled between them when she lay back down, panting with her tongue resting against her cheek and drool dripping from the rounded tip. Her hand slid between her thighs once more. Dragging through her fur until she touched her swollen inner lips.
Her respite was brief. Even after her last orgasm just a few minutes before, the urge for more filled her and she tensed, crushing her fingers with her tight pussy. She wanted something more. Something bigger.
A male to mount her.
Tia growled and shoved, snapping at the air when her fangs curved away from her jaw.
She rolled. New instincts forcing her to her stomach and up on her knees. Raising her ass like a good bitch.
Deeper! Deeper! FUCK YES DEEPER! she thrashed on the couch, lost to the beast within. Lost to its carnal desires with Emily's scent still whirling in her brain.
As if responding to her wishes, her claws thickened, bulging at the tip of her very finger to press into the slick whorls and ridges of her pussy while the tips slid past her fingertip, expanding within her pussy as she thrust harder and harder. Her free hand reached up to her shoulder and those claws pierced her skin as she imagined Emily's fangs would.
Tia's tail trembled as she came again. It was even more powerful than before. Tendons stood out on her slender neck while wispy black hairs grew over them. Her pussy clenched against her fingers, pushing them out and she gasped and whined and squirmed uncontrollably on the couch.
When her body would listen to her again, the young woman stood in the living room. Even now her legs wobbled and threatened to give out. She shoved her pants and panties down to pool around her ankles.
The front of her shoes were ruined. She smiled, a toothy, wicked smile as she wiggled her toes and watched the short, ebony claws move in the holes they'd made. Her tail waved slowly behind her, pulling at her back muscles and ass cheeks as she stepped out of her shoes to stand completely nude.
Properly naked like the beast she was.
The power flooding her body was incredibly addictive and she had no defenses against it. Sex and even masturbation were forbidden to her - sinful activities according to her parents and she'd been too afraid to disobey in order to explore even a tiny bit when she felt the strange itch between her thighs. And so it steamrolled through her, granting her greater ecstasy than she ever thought possible.
It made her feel alive and there was no end to it. Every successive orgasm was better than the last.
Tia growled. She raised her hands to her head, clawing through her hair and down, squeezing her breast with one hand while the other spread to flick her fingers over her teats. She sat back on the couch with her knees spread and feet braced on the coffee table, staring towards Emily as she slid fingers into her pussy once more while pinching and pulling her teats. Clear juices dribbled down to the wild fur covering her crotch before dripping to the floor in a widening puddle.
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Nicole groaned. She realized, slowly, that she was naked. And on the floor by her front door. The thin padding on her palms dragged against the ground while her toes bent behind her, sliding out as she raised up to her hands and feet in a full body stretch with her short tail trembling above her back.
Her heavy breasts hung to the floor with her nipples brushing the hardwood panels and little electric jolts fired down her belly before branching off to six distinct points on the side of her body, beneath the skin.
She stood and searched for her hoodie in order to find her phone, but it wasn't in her pocket. The girl scratched the fur over her spine and then up, clawing at the thick tuft on her nape. Her bedroom crooned to her and she listened, dropping her hoodie to the ground and lowering herself to all fours at the foot of the bed. Her claws click-clacked against the floor until she climbed into the bed and curled into a tight ball with her short, furry tail tucked between her thighs and her face buried into the tops of her breasts.
