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Abigail races to stop and reverse the changes. \u00a0Chapter 3 of 3.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The silver crescent moon overhead cast pale gray light but Abigail noticed with faint alarm that the ground itself seemed to be glowing lavender, lighting her way.\u00a0 She shied away from the well-lit paths not just to hide her monstrous changes but also from an irrational fear of the blue arcs and nearly unbearable thrumming sound the lamps and electric poles gave off.<\/p>\n

Thankfully, the campus was nearly empty and, as she approached the library, she knew it was she would find it nearly completely vacant; her sharp ears heard only a few people tapping away on computer keyboards.\u00a0 She peered into the huge glass entrance and nearly cursed at how hazy things seemed with her slowly failing vision.\u00a0 She missed the door handle on the first try and then realized she was taller than before.\u00a0 Distracted, she looked down her body to notice a gap between her skirt and sweater.\u00a0 Although her breath steamed in the night air, she hadn’t felt the cold against her skin.\u00a0 She touched the bare skin carefully, her fingers playing through the coarse fur.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Her stomach was mostly tanned white skin with the exception of a line of thick fur leading up and around her belly button.\u00a0 She could see two rounded rough patches of skin on either side of her stomach, just barely visible from above her skirt.\u00a0 She touched one carefully, surprised at how bumpy it was.\u00a0 The area seemed a little swollen and sore but-<\/p>\n

“Oh!” Abigail gasped.\u00a0 She’d brushed the center of the spot.\u00a0 Her nail flicked against a tiny pink bump of skin that struggled to grow erect at the sudden attention.\u00a0 “Oh.\u00a0 Oh, no.”<\/p>\n

Turning to hide herself from the glass entrance, Abigail lifted her sweater.\u00a0 Eight more little nipples lined her body, four on each side above those bottom nipples.\u00a0 Some of the areola had short black and brown hairs growing from tiny bumps dotting their surface.\u00a0 She gasped as a sudden wind sliced across her body and along her rows of nipples.\u00a0 She could feel<\/em><\/strong> the wind tugging at the fur on her belly, the hairs teasing her bare skin.\u00a0 Abigail pulled her sweater down, biting her lip against the aches of pleasure growing down her body.\u00a0 Blood dripped where her top teeth pierced her lip and the pain helped her regain focus.<\/p>\n

“Running out of time,” she gasped.\u00a0 Turning, she pulled the large glass door open and entered the library.<\/p>\n

The young woman made her way into the library, hugging the wall to keep from prying eyes.\u00a0 The infernal hum she’d heard outside was far worse within the building.\u00a0 She could feel it deep in her bones and teeth and brain.\u00a0 Electricity popped and shrieked around her.\u00a0 With every step she left a large wet paw print from her bare feet.\u00a0 She found a computer in the corner and sat awkwardly, adjusting her large legs and ass until she was comfortable.\u00a0 Her skirt nearly broke from the strain of it.<\/p>\n

Abigail logged in with her student ID and opened a browser window.\u00a0 She paused and then looked at the back of her right hand.<\/p>\n

Slowly, she typed out a search:\u00a0 Symbol star with rod down the middle horns at top and wings<\/em><\/p>\n

The search engine returned a list of hits with example images lining the top.\u00a0 Two of the images were identical to the mark on her hand.\u00a0 With sweaty hands and her heart beating in her throat, she clicked on the first image.\u00a0 Her hand flew to her mouth at the result.<\/p>\n

Beelzebub.<\/em><\/p>\n

The word burned in her mind.\u00a0 She knew it from her church.\u00a0 From one of the many, many sermons dealing with damnation.\u00a0 A demon of Hell.\u00a0 A major demon.\u00a0 One of the many the congregation was told would be there to witness their if they walked the wrong path.\u00a0 Beelzebub, standing and laughing with horns and wings and bulbous eyes with lashing, barbed tail.\u00a0 Stabbing at those blown about in an endless wind.\u00a0 Those consumed by their lust above all things.<\/p>\n

She read the articles, words swimming on the page as a slow headache began to build behind her eyes.<\/p>\n

“Prince Baal,” she whispered to herself, skimming the article.\u00a0 “Prince of … of demons.\u00a0 Appears as an infer… infernal hu-human… humanoid fly.\u00a0 Sows chaos.\u00a0 Do… domin…”\u00a0 Abigail ground her teeth. \u00a0Her headache was getting worse and the words wouldn’t stay still.\u00a0 She leaned closer.<\/p>\n

“Appears.\u00a0 Appears in the New,” she continued.\u00a0 “And Old Testament.\u00a0 Said… have… No, said TO have… power… the power… to change anals… anal… animals<\/strong>… no, change men into…”<\/p>\n

The words were blurred and rearranged.\u00a0 None of them made sense any more.\u00a0 Fear and a deep aching sadness radiated through her core.\u00a0 The young woman looked around herself but it was all the same.\u00a0 The words she could make out with her poor eyesight were just symbols.\u00a0 Lines arranged on papers and plaques and walls.\u00a0 Her headache began to dissipate the less she tried to read anything.<\/p>\n

Tears dripped quietly onto Abigail’s sweater.\u00a0 She sniffed once, twice and then sat silently crying in the small booth.<\/p>\n

I have to confess,<\/em> she told herself.\u00a0 It’s the only way.\u00a0 It’s the only way I can save myself.<\/em>\u00a0 Although she knew what she had to do, the thought was unbearably painful.\u00a0 Her church was unique.\u00a0 Unique and a three hour drive away.\u00a0 She knew that, even if she could drive in her current condition, that the changes were coming faster.\u00a0 She’d never make it in time.<\/p>\n

“Jason,” she whispered, hand creeping unnoticed to her thigh at the thought of him.\u00a0 She kneaded her furred leg.\u00a0 If I confess to him and lay my sins bare to the one I’ve wronged, I can ask for forgiveness.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 Yes.<\/strong>\u00a0 It has to work.\u00a0 It WILL <\/strong>work.<\/em><\/p>\n

Abigail padded through the old library, whiskers twitching while she fought the urge to drop to the ground like an animal.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

The young woman ran and, for a brief moment, experienced pure joy.\u00a0 She was so fast<\/em>.\u00a0 Her clawed feet tore through the knot in her pantyhose and gave her thick, muscled legs purchase.\u00a0 She smiled wide as she tore past building after building, short tail working, fighting to help.\u00a0 Great chunks of sod flung out behind her.\u00a0 In one large stride, her skirt tore free and the young woman barely noticed.\u00a0 She felt drunk on exhilaration.\u00a0 She had a plan. She knew it would work.\u00a0 She would be saved.\u00a0 And she was so incredibly<\/em><\/strong> fast.<\/p>\n

Along the way, Abigail’s pantyhose lifted as her tail grew.\u00a0 The material bulged and then snapped back as her tail sprung free.\u00a0 One more inch.\u00a0 Two.\u00a0 Five.\u00a0 Her tail streamed behind her, thick as her wrist while it lengthened to nearly two feet.\u00a0 It lashed, flicking up as she hunched down to all fours for one brief moment.\u00a0 Panting, laughing, she stood again.\u00a0 Her heart beat a loud drum within her chest.\u00a0 She’d never run like this before.\u00a0 It wasn’t ever proper.\u00a0 As a very small child, of course, but never as a teenager or adult.\u00a0 It was a waste of energy better used for chores.<\/p>\n

Now.\u00a0 Now she knew what the horses must feel like when they ran.\u00a0 How free they must feel to push themselves as hard as they could.\u00a0 To feel the wind whistling around them.\u00a0 So incredibly free.\u00a0 How frustrated they must feel to run as hard and fast as they could, only to find a fence blocking them.\u00a0 Holding them back.\u00a0 Restraining them.\u00a0 Limiting their desires.\u00a0 She hissed in sympathetic pain while her own powerful legs drove her forward.<\/p>\n

Abigail nearly tumbled to a stop when she reached her dorm.\u00a0 Her chest heaved with every breath.\u00a0 Despite the run, her heart beat a steady, healthy rhythm deep in her chest.\u00a0 Her legs ached to run more.\u00a0 She nearly whooped with glee at the pure adrenaline running through her body.<\/p>\n

Bending over to catch her breath, she saw her tail dangling between her legs and her amusement was immediately crushed.\u00a0 Her pantyhose were a complete ruin, torn halfway to her shins. Thick fur covered both feet completely and the fur glistened wetly in the nearby light.\u00a0 Her paws were huge and covered with mud, blades of grass and tiny rocks.\u00a0 She rested an intense urge to groom herself and, instead, quickly brushed off what she could.<\/p>\n

Her sweater was soaked with cold sweat and all twelve of her nipples were hard and sore.\u00a0 Abigail immediately retreated into a corner away from the dorm’s outside light.\u00a0 She closed her eyes, listening carefully for signs of anyone still inside.\u00a0 She could hear someone that sounded like her upstairs neighbor.\u00a0 The voice was muted but it sounded like her.\u00a0 Another voice faded as a door on the other side of the building opened and then closed.\u00a0 And, that was it.\u00a0 She said a small prayer of thanks before making her way inside and to her room.<\/p>\n

Quickly<\/em>, she told herself.\u00a0 Abigail stripped in the middle of her room – something she’d never consider doing before.\u00a0 Without a hint of a blush, she slid her pantyhose off and finally wondered where she’d lost her skirt.\u00a0 She pulled her sweater off, gasping as it slid against all of her new nipples.\u00a0 Finally, she undid her bra and then paused.\u00a0 Now she did<\/em><\/strong> blush but, still, forced herself to look.\u00a0 Her ten lower nipples were nearly flat against her body and ran all the way down to just below her waist. \u00a0Her pubic hair was thick with fur and a heavy line of it run up her belly.\u00a0 She couldn’t see her sex beneath all of the fur.\u00a0 Her legs were as muscular as she’d imagined.\u00a0 Large veins criss-crossed her thighs and calves, some covered by gray and brown fur.<\/p>\n

More black lines stood out on her right arm, crawling in a spiral down to her elbow but she couldn’t read it.\u00a0 With a whimper, she realized that she didn’t know whether she couldn’t read it because it was in some archaic script or because letters simply made no sense to her any more.\u00a0 Light brown hairs covered her forearms.\u00a0 She started to turn but then stopped herself to touch at a patch of thick gray fur between her human breasts.\u00a0 She sighed at the distinction of it.\u00a0 Human <\/em>breasts versus the ones she’d use to feed a mass of furry newborn babes.\u00a0 Lying on her side while they-<\/p>\n

No<\/em><\/strong>, she thought, immediately clearing her mind of the thought.<\/p>\n

Turning, she could see a bit of fur on the back of her shoulders and, of course, the tail.\u00a0 But she could feel<\/em><\/strong> that.\u00a0 It lay limp against her ass and legs but she could make it move with some thought and effort.\u00a0 She tried for a bit before her stomach roiled and she felt ill from it.<\/p>\n

Quickly,<\/em> she reminded herself.<\/p>\n

Abigail sat, arranging her tail to pool behind her on the bed.\u00a0 As carefully as she could, she tugged and pulled a new pair of pantyhose up over her paws and along her legs to nestle under her tail.\u00a0 The way the material slid against her fur was maddening and sent shivers along her body.\u00a0 She added a second pair of tights over the first and then tested them by walking around the room.\u00a0 Her claws cut through both but only the tips were visible and hard to notice.\u00a0 Or so she hoped.<\/p>\n

My tail.\u00a0 What am I going to do about-<\/em>\u00a0 The young woman walked to her closet to pull out a small medical kit.\u00a0 She slid down her tights to expose her thighs and then pulled out a roll of medical tape.\u00a0 Attaching the end of the tape to her tail, she held it down and against her legs, winding the tape around both.\u00a0 Her hand brushed the tuft of fur covering her sex and she groaned, ignoring it to finish what she was doing.\u00a0 Around and around the tape went and her tail thrashed rebelliously while she secured it.\u00a0 The sensation was beyond odd.\u00a0 It was a part of her and she could move it when she focused but it also seemed to have a mind of its own.\u00a0 It bulged against the tape as if testing its bonds but the tape thankfully held.<\/p>\n

Satisfied, she pulled her tights up and slid on a pair of long, black sweatpants.\u00a0 Although they were big for her human size, the bottoms of them stopped short several inches above her ankle.\u00a0 A new large sweater completed the outfit.\u00a0 She turned around, tugging her sweater down to cover her stomach and lower nipples.\u00a0 She smiled tremulously at her success before frowning at her feet.\u00a0 No shoes would fit her feet.<\/p>\n

I have to chance it<\/em>, she thought to herself.\u00a0 She could almost feel herself forgetting things and her mind becoming simpler.\u00a0 Time was running short.\u00a0 I’ll just make something up if I have to.\u00a0 I’m still me.\u00a0 I’m still here and I’ll be fine.\u00a0 I can do this.<\/em><\/p>\n

On the way out, Abigail bent to grab a jelly filled donut from Sally’s trashcan.\u00a0 Two flies buzzed away from it as she tore into it.<\/p>\n

I’m still me, <\/em>she thought, satisfied.\u00a0 She cleaned her face with spit and the back of her hand as she made her way to the engineering building.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

Abigail knelt by the bushes at the corner of the house. \u00a0Loud music boomed and the entire street was alive with people talking and laughing as they made their way to clubs and bars and homes.\u00a0 Her fur stood on end and she found herself hissing and grinding her teeth.\u00a0 Her jaw popped again, expanding minutely, pulling at her split lip.\u00a0 With more room to grow, her front teeth slid further from her jaw to even finer points.<\/p>\n

“I can’t do this,” she whispered, pulling back as two young men passed.\u00a0 “I can’t do this I can’t do this.”\u00a0 But, she imagined herself shrinking and shrinking until she was an ugly little rat scurrying around in garbage and her resolved firmed.\u00a0 Glancing around with four twitching whiskers and vibrating ears, she stood and quickly walked to the front door.\u00a0 Without a word, she opened it and slipped inside.<\/p>\n

The music assaulted her ears, clawing into her brain until she could barely think.\u00a0 There were people everywhere<\/em><\/strong> and she almost fled back to the bushes.\u00a0 Fighting an insane urge to go to all fours and hide in a closet, Abigail pushed herself forward.\u00a0 Nobody was focused on her and she breathed a quiet sigh of relief.\u00a0 Immediately, she began searching faces, looking for Jason.\u00a0\u00a0 Smells blended together and crashed with the strong scent of food and alcohol and something that made her head spin.\u00a0 The last smell was an incredibly heady mixture of sweet and salty and spicy and flowery that seemed a drive a spike straight through the center of her brain.\u00a0 Something loosened deep within her body and she twisted her strong thighs, feeling wetness against her the furred skin of her legs.<\/p>\n

No panties,<\/em> she realized.\u00a0 Stupid forgetful Abigail!\u00a0 And no bra, either!\u00a0 You Jezebel!\u00a0 You… you… brazen whore!<\/em>\u00a0 Hissing at herself, patchy fur completely on end in anger and frustration, she made her way into the living room.\u00a0 Despite the larger crowd, it was darker there and she could smell food.\u00a0 Her nose lifted, pointing to the kitchen as she passed.\u00a0 Food left out.\u00a0 Left out for a long time.\u00a0 Mixed together.\u00a0 Her mouth watered until she realized she was smelling food left in the garbage.\u00a0 She forced herself forward until she stood behind the long folding table holding large bowls of punch.<\/p>\n

Jason was nowhere to be seen.\u00a0 She strained her ears, whiskers bristling anxiously.\u00a0 Although she found herself getting better at picking out individual sounds, Jason’s voice was nowhere in the mix.<\/p>\n

“Excuse me!” Abigail said loudly as a young girl with black hair stopped to fill up her punch.\u00a0 Jason had either lied or been unaware but both bowls were laced heavily with alcohol.\u00a0 The stench of it was overpowering to her.\u00a0 The girl turned to her, waiting.\u00a0 She had a nose stud and two rings in her lip.\u00a0 Abigail recoiled in disgust until she realized what she was right now.\u00a0 She wouldn’t ever be judging anyone again.\u00a0 Not with the depths of the sin she was in.\u00a0 “Do you- do you know if Jason Foreman?\u00a0 Is here?”<\/p>\n

“Who?” the girl yelled.<\/p>\n

“Jason!” Abigail said, her voice cracking, raising higher pitched until she squeaked out the last part.\u00a0 “Jason Foreman!”<\/p>\n

“No, I don’t know him.\u00a0 Sorry!”<\/p>\n

Abigail ground her teeth, hissing quietly as the girl left.\u00a0 She needed to get away from the alcohol but it was the only place she could stand to hide her legs and feet.\u00a0 The smell from the bowls wafted up continuously and she found it affecting her thoughts.<\/p>\n

All I need is Jason.\u00a0 That’s all.\u00a0 Just Jason.\u00a0 To come here.\u00a0 Talk.\u00a0 Talk to him.\u00a0 Confess him.\u00a0 That’s all.\u00a0 Jason.\u00a0 I just-<\/em>\u00a0 The young woman’s ears swiveled and her pulse sped as she caught a voice in the background.\u00a0 Him!\u00a0 Jason!\u00a0 He’s here!\u00a0 Jason!\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Abigail’s tail strained against the tape holding it in place. She found herself grinning like a fool or a small child waiting for a treat for being good.\u00a0 She chirped and squeaked in joy as she pictured him coming around the corner, looking for her.\u00a0 Of course he would be looking for her.\u00a0 He’d invited her here, after all.\u00a0 He’d be grinning with those happy eyes of his.\u00a0 He’d hug her just so, she knew he would.\u00a0 He’d hug her tight.<\/p>\n

Squirming in place, Abigail pressed herself back against the wall.\u00a0 Her tail shifted to slip between her ass cheeks and fire raced up between her legs.\u00a0 Her chest burned.<\/p>\n

He’d hug her tight and nip her on the neck.\u00a0 She knew it was just so.\u00a0 He’d kiss her chastely like friends do when they’re happy to see each other.\u00a0 She’d bury her face in his shoulder, feeling his hairy chest against her face.\u00a0 He’d bite her ear with his teeth and pull her in again, smashing all of her breasts against his hard body.<\/p>\n

Abigail’s hand slid across her furred stomach and down under the band of her sweatpants.\u00a0 She rocked her hips back and forth, tail pressing against her asshole and sending shivers down her spine.<\/p>\n

She’d squeak and chirp and writhe against him, grooming him fiercely.\u00a0 Licking along his furry chest.\u00a0 Cleaning him properly.\u00a0 He’d sigh and stroke her hair and fur and tell her how much he loved her.\u00a0 He’d gently push her head down further and further to his manhood.<\/p>\n

Fingers touched her wet, swollen sex.\u00a0 Her<\/em><\/strong> fingers. Abigail gasped, sliding her fingers along the wet slit between her thighs.\u00a0 Her tights were soaked from her excitement and all twelve of her nipples were bright points of aching on her body.\u00a0 She chirped and ground her teeth, her thick tail pleasuring her asshole while she fingered herself.\u00a0 A fingernail popped off of her right hand, forced off as her little claws began to grow forth.\u00a0 A second fingernail. A third.\u00a0 More.\u00a0 One by one her claws grew in and she ripped tears into the crotch of her tights.\u00a0 Knuckles popped in her fingers as muscles shifted, forcing her fingers longer.\u00a0 Gray-ish fur sprouted from the backs of her hands, covering the black mark.\u00a0 A finger slid between her folds and she moaned.<\/p>\n

Jason.\u00a0 With her.\u00a0 Jason.\u00a0 Hers.\u00a0 Jason.\u00a0 Jason.\u00a0 Jason.<\/p>\n

Grunting, Abigail slipped a second finger inside of her tight, wet pussy.\u00a0 Her fur was soaked from her excitement and the smell of it drove her wild.<\/p>\n

“No, I-”\u00a0 A loud fragment of Jason’s voice broke through her haze and she froze.<\/p>\n

What?\u00a0 What am… oh, oh no,<\/em> she thought, horrified.\u00a0 Her furred bush was exposed beneath her sweats and she could feel herself dripping.\u00a0 She could smell herself.\u00a0 The scent of her sex covered her hand and thighs.\u00a0 Jason!\u00a0 Almost here!\u00a0 If he smells, oh no, if he smells…<\/em><\/p>\n

Abigail glanced around, panicked.\u00a0 His voice was getting closer.\u00a0 Sure that nobody was watching, she dipped her clawed fingers into the punch bowl.\u00a0 She rubbed her fingers together quickly before pulling them back out.\u00a0 Vodka, juice and her own cum dripped from her furry hand.\u00a0 Good.\u00a0 Good girl,<\/em> she told herself.\u00a0 Smart girl.<\/em><\/p>\n

And, then, there he was.\u00a0 Jason walked in with a friend, talking about classes he was taking.\u00a0 He looked up and smiled at her, just as she knew he would.\u00a0 She grinned back, chirping quietly in happiness.\u00a0 Her tail writhed against her leg, pulling painfully at the tape.<\/p>\n

“Abigail!” Jason said.\u00a0 “Glad you could make it!\u00a0 Hey, Jerry, I’ll catch up with you later, yeah?\u00a0 Have you been here long?”<\/p>\n

“No!” Abigail said cheerfully.\u00a0 Her face clouded, suddenly unsure.\u00a0 “Oh.\u00a0 But.\u00a0 Can talk?”<\/p>\n

“Yeah, of course,” Jason answered.\u00a0 “Everything okay?”<\/p>\n

“No.\u00a0 Yes?\u00a0 Maybe no.\u00a0 Somewhere quiet?”<\/p>\n

Jason stared at Abigail for a moment, puzzled by her behavior.\u00a0 “Yeah.\u00a0 Yeah, sure.\u00a0 Here, there’s a spare bedroom this way.”<\/p>\n

Abigail followed Jason happily as he stepped into a hallway.\u00a0 It was just<\/em><\/strong> as she thought it would be.\u00a0 He was<\/em><\/strong> happy to see her.\u00a0 And only her.\u00a0 Jason opened a door and turned on the light.\u00a0 Abigail slipped in behind him and turned off the light again.<\/p>\n

“No,” she told him firmly.<\/p>\n

“I-” Jason paused.\u00a0 “Are you sure you’re okay?\u00a0 Oh god, please tell me one of those bowls didn’t have alcohol in it.\u00a0 Oh man. I’m so-”<\/p>\n

Abigail bunched up her nose.\u00a0 Three whiskers slid from her face in the darkness.\u00a0 A fourth followed and all of them lengthened now, flowing inches from her face.\u00a0 She rubbed at them with the furry back of her hand, tongue quickly wetting the fur in between strokes.\u00a0 Alcohol burned her nose and throat.\u00a0 It was so hard to think.\u00a0 She had something desperately important to tell him.\u00a0 Her fur stirred and she hissed at herself quietly.\u00a0 Thoughts slipped away as she looked back in her memories.\u00a0 Her head buzzed from static and confusion.<\/p>\n

Jason important,<\/em> she thought with a small nod.\u00a0 Jason.<\/em><\/p>\n

“Hug me,” Abigail said out loud.\u00a0 She remembered that.\u00a0 She remembered it was important to her that he hugged her.\u00a0 That he married her.\u00a0 He had to.\u00a0 He had to love her.\u00a0 He did<\/em><\/strong> love her.\u00a0 She knew he did.\u00a0 He was Jason.<\/p>\n

“Hey-” Jason started.<\/p>\n

Without waiting, Abigail wrapped herself around him.\u00a0 She pressed herself tight, feeling his warmth.\u00a0 A warmth she needed.\u00a0 A warmth she’d always craved.\u00a0 She could feel every single one of her nipples against him.<\/p>\n

“Look, I don’t think-”\u00a0 Jason tried again.\u00a0 He pushed her, gently and she hissed at him, frustration and confusion showing on her face.\u00a0 She nipped at his shoulder, sharp teeth slicing through skin, spraying her with blood.\u00a0 She squealed in surprise as he cried out in pain.<\/p>\n

“Ow, fuck!”\u00a0 Jason yelled, clapping a hand to his shoulder.\u00a0 “You fucking bit me!”<\/p>\n

“NO!”\u00a0 Abigail screeched.\u00a0 This wasn’t at all what was supposed to happen.\u00a0 “No this!”\u00a0 He was supposed to love her!\u00a0 He wasn’t supposed to be mad!\u00a0 This wasn’t right!\u00a0 This wasn’t right at all!\u00a0 She grabbed him, long, clawed fingers digging into his shoulders.\u00a0 Her powerful, furred legs dug in and he toppled backwards while she fell astride him.<\/p>\n

“Like this!” she told him.\u00a0 Her claws ripped his shirt to expose his smooth chest.\u00a0 Blood covered his chest and neck. \u00a0She clicked her tongue.\u00a0 His chest wasn’t furred. This wasn’t right.\u00a0 Not right.<\/p>\n

Jason was yelling at her but the words became formless noise to Abigail’s ears as letters had to her eyes.\u00a0 He bucked weakly against her weight so she hissed at him to show her displeasure.\u00a0 Black leeched into the brown iris of her eyes.\u00a0 More and more lines of black appeared until the brown was consumed.\u00a0 Her eyes bulged slightly as black flooded them, leaving nothing else.\u00a0 Her jaw cracked, shoving her face forward into a short muzzle.\u00a0 Brown fur twisted from her skin, tracing down from her hairline to cover her jaw.\u00a0 Fur raced across her face over the bridge of her muzzle before flowing down around her chin and neck, disappearing into her sweater. \u00a0Her glasses pulled free of her ears as her face changed and she pawed at them, shaking her head until they were sent flying to crash into the wall.<\/p>\n

Abigail chirped, pulling and shrugging at her sweater until she figured out how to move her arms to get it off.\u00a0 Her ears shifted, growing through her chestnut brown hair. They rotated as the sounds of the party changed around her.\u00a0 Her chest was slick with sweat.\u00a0 Beads of it welling and dripping onto Jason’s bare, hairless chest.\u00a0 She cried out, hunching her back as it cracked and lengthened.\u00a0 Thick brown fur spread from her spine to cover her back.\u00a0 Jason gasped below her, face white with fear and blood loss.<\/p>\n

She reached for him then, as her ten tiny nipples bulged into small breasts.\u00a0 White liquid welled from the tips of eight of her nipples as her teats finished growing.\u00a0 Drops of her milk fell to Jason’s body to mix with the sweat and blood.<\/p>\n

Fur crept around her sides to cover her stomach, silver mixing with the brown until only her twelve pink nipples were left bare.\u00a0 One hand on Jason’s face, the other on his shoulder, she tended to him.\u00a0 Her mate.\u00a0 Her tongue rasped against the bloody gouge over and over.\u00a0 Black fur broke the surface of his skin around the cut.\u00a0 Again and again she cleaned him, rubbing at the blood on her face in between tongue lashings.\u00a0 The wound healed and Jason moaned, arching his back.<\/p>\n

He spoke again with his words but Abigail squeaked at him in reply.\u00a0 Her tail was growing.\u00a0 Sliding against her legs, straining the tape holding it in place.\u00a0 A vague memory of an alleyway surfaced.\u00a0 Of a hairless doe riding her hairless buck.\u00a0 She worked her hips in a jerky imitation of it.\u00a0 Pushing herself further down, Abigail licked at Jason’s lips.\u00a0 He tossed his head slowly side-to-side but the second time she licked him, he licked back.\u00a0 His hands gripped her large ass while she flexed on top of him.\u00a0 She felt his hands spasm on her, sliding against the fabric of her sweatpants until sharp points of pain dug into her.<\/p>\n

Jason pulled with his growing claws, tearing at her pants.\u00a0 The medical tape ripped under his claws and her tail flailed wildly until it snapped the rest of it, making her squeak in pain as some of her fur came with it.\u00a0 Her sex, swollen and furred and dripping from her heat, slid against the rough fabric of Jason’s jeans.\u00a0 She moaned and chirped and pressed harder.\u00a0 Beneath her, fur spread in waves from Jason’s pants.\u00a0 His words began mixing with high pitched squeaks and chirps.\u00a0 Abigail nipped playfully at his ears when they began to lengthen.<\/p>\n

A strange scent caused Abigail to pause.\u00a0 She lifted her nose to locate the smell but then looked down.\u00a0 Jason’s cock was thick and pink and sliding along his furred stomach.\u00a0 His pants bulged as his crotch swelled.\u00a0 The jean’s single button snapped undone while the building pressure slowly forced the zipper down.\u00a0 Abigail moved back to press her nose against him, breathing deeply of his changing cock.\u00a0 She watched as the folds of pink skin grew up to surround the rounded head.\u00a0 Abigail chirped in excitement, pulling at his jeans in order to see more of him.<\/p>\n

Jason’s legs cracked and he flailed above her in pain, chittering and squealing.\u00a0 His legs broke and reformed, bulging now with their own growths.\u00a0 His right shoe creaked in protest until it fairly exploded trying to contain his expanding paws.\u00a0 Claws pierced his left shoe, pushing at it until the laces broke and the shoe fell apart.\u00a0 He scrabbled at the ground with his expanding paws, arching his back in pain.\u00a0 Abigail held him tightly, licking at his furred chest in an attempt to calm him.\u00a0 The young man’s jeans popped like a string of firecrackers, the seams breaking under the strain of his new muscles.<\/p>\n

“Abi-” Jason tried to say as his jaw broke, pushing forward into a new, furred muzzle.\u00a0 His brilliant eyes bulged as the black pupils seemed to expand until nothing else was left except the inky darkness.\u00a0 He clawed at the air once, twice and then settled, panting.\u00a0 Jason’s fur was slick with sweat from his change.\u00a0 He pushed Abigail gently and stood for a moment on two legs.\u00a0 She stood with him, hugging him close, their scents mixing.\u00a0 She startled as she felt his tail slide against her but her own tail seemed to reach back for him and they twined together.<\/p>\n

Abigail turned, her back to her mate, their tails still twisted together at the tip.\u00a0 With a glance backward, she went to all fours and raised her hips.\u00a0 Her sweats and tights lay in tatters against her body but her sex, glistening behind wet fur lay open to the air.\u00a0 Jason sniffed, breathing deeply of her scent.\u00a0 He groaned as his testicles expanded slowly below his thick, blunt cock.\u00a0 New, stronger hormones raged through both of them.<\/p>\n

There were no pups.\u00a0 They had<\/em><\/strong> to mate.\u00a0 They had<\/em><\/strong> to grow their Mischief.\u00a0 Abigail shuddered under the intense desire.\u00a0 She raised her tail and it curled back to lay heavily over her shoulder.\u00a0 Her paws dug deeply into the carpet as she spread her legs.\u00a0 Jason bent to her, fur against fur.\u00a0 He slid forward and his cock rubbed against her asshole before he adjusted and it slid down. Her pussy burned with heat and she shoved herself back against him.<\/p>\n

Jason’s blunt cock, twisted and probed.\u00a0 The two rubbed back and forth against each other until the tip of him slid her open.\u00a0 Abigail froze, quivering.\u00a0 Needing.\u00a0 Wanting.\u00a0 Her ears vibrated from the ache running along her body and she ground her teeth over and over.\u00a0 Jason’s claws gripped her own hands and a fragment of their human lives held each other tightly.\u00a0 He pushed into her, slick cock against her tight, wet pussy.\u00a0 She hissed slowly at the pain of it, shaking her muzzle back and forth.<\/p>\n

She took all of him in her furry, virgin pussy.\u00a0 He forced her own juices out of her and they mixed with her fur before dripping to the ground.\u00a0 He pressed forward until his oversized testicles pressed against her wetness.\u00a0 Abigail felt him strain and he chirped above her over and over while his own paws dug in behind them.\u00a0 Her still human pussy lips stretched and gripped against her mate when he pulled out.\u00a0 She cried out at the emptiness he left behind until he pressed back into her.\u00a0 It was easier this time.\u00a0 And more pleasurable.\u00a0 Her pussy drooled at every motion, filling the room with their scent.\u00a0 Jason pressed his muzzle against the fur of her shoulder and then reached around to grab a breast.\u00a0 Abigail buckled under him, squeaking, and he fell above her, accidentally ramming his cock hard into her.\u00a0 She spasmed, liquid jetting out of her swollen pussy, coating Jason’s belly with her cum.\u00a0 Marking him.\u00a0 Marking her mate.<\/p>\n

Abigail lashed out, biting around her until her teeth found the corner of a wooden dresser.\u00a0 She bit in, sharp teeth breaking a chunk of the wood while the orgasm rocked through her body.\u00a0 Jason shuddered as her pussy squeezed him again and again, milking his cock.\u00a0 He wrapped his strong arms around her body and began pumping into her.\u00a0 Abigail’s entire body was incredibly sensitive and she hissed at him, wanting him to stop while begging for him to keep going. Her furred stomach bulged as he pounded into her, her lower nipples rubbing against the rough carpet, driving her even more crazy.<\/p>\n

Faster and faster Jason worked his hips. His huge sack slapped against her pussy over and over until she was cumming again, squirting more of her scent over both of them.<\/p>\n

Abigail’s jaws worked as she felt Jason’s absurdly large cock swell.\u00a0 Her long, ear shattering squeak went beyond human hearing as he came inside of her.\u00a0 Thick, ropy strands of his cum filled her before until she thought she would burst.\u00a0 Jason held her tight, bucking and chirping above her from his own orgasm.\u00a0 Dogs howled in the distance, driven mad by Abigail’s shrill cry.\u00a0 Her tail flicked back, striking her mate and leaving welts with each hit.\u00a0 Welts hidden beneath thick fur.<\/p>\n

They lay together for a moment before, as one, they raised their muzzles, ears flicking back.\u00a0 Jason pulled slowly back until he popped free.\u00a0 Abigail’s stretched pussy held open for a moment before contracting back.\u00a0 Huge spurts of Jason’s cum leaked from that brief opening until her fur was sticky with it.\u00a0 Both of them stood and crept to the doorway cautiously.<\/p>\n

Pandemonium.<\/p>\n

Tables were overturned.\u00a0 Food and drink were strewn about the entire house.\u00a0 Abigail watched as a horrified boy sat naked on the couch.\u00a0 A young woman rocked back and forth on his cock.\u00a0 Transparent wings fluttered from her back and, beneath her skin was a dark, shiny blackness.\u00a0 Her head was thrown in ecstasy and Abigail watched the girl’s eyes bulge from their sockets.\u00a0 Larger and larger, fragmenting into grids as they grew until they nearly covered her face.\u00a0 Her jaw opened and then continued opening until a black mass pushed through.\u00a0 Black claws burst through her feet and thick.\u00a0 Along her body, hairs as thick as her fingers pushed through, splitting her skin open.\u00a0 The boy stared at his own fingers as shiny black claws ripped through the tips of them.\u00a0 He tried to scream but his face bulged, eyes moving to the sides as they too began to grow into a huge, bulging compound eyes.\u00a0\u00a0 He was pushed forward as the flesh from his back tore to reveal two huge, wet new wings.\u00a0 His strange mouth opened and a tube-like tongue flicked against the girl’s still human nipples.\u00a0 She buzzed in pleasure at his attentions.<\/p>\n

“No!”\u00a0 A nearby girl cried out.\u00a0 She was on the ground and completely naked.\u00a0 Sweat lined her body.\u00a0 “Oh god, please no no no no!”<\/p>\n

Behind her, a boy held her naked ass open, exposing her slick, wet lips despite her protestations.\u00a0 A short tail whipped behind the boy and his left foot clawed at the floor.\u00a0 His foreskin bulged and strained as his cock grew and he pressed it against the girl’s pussy.\u00a0 She scrabbled at the floor in a panic as her fingers elongated.\u00a0 She gasped, head back as the skin along her belly puckered and tightened into rows of new teats.\u00a0 Thick brown nipples pushed through the growing areola.\u00a0 She fell to her heavy breasts, twisting and mewling as her spine popped.\u00a0 Her body lengthened and her neck stretched out before her.\u00a0 The pained expression on her face slowly twisted into a smile and she moaned, rubbing her slick lips against the boy’s thick cock.\u00a0 Her lips pulled back, two lip rings stretching with them as her muzzle grew out.\u00a0 A small, silvered nose stud fell to the ground below her.\u00a0 Black hair sprouted from her pussy lips and she hissed in pleasure as the boy finally entered her.<\/p>\n

Another boy pushed frantically at a girl as she knelt before him, head bobbing up and down on his cock.\u00a0 Her body was covered in sweat and her expression was nearly manic in its concentration.\u00a0 Dozens of small brown points wiggled from the side of her body.\u00a0 The girl slumped to the ground, forcing the boy to his knees while she continued to relentlessly suck on him.\u00a0 She pushed herself up with her free hand and her body cracked in the middle.\u00a0 Abigail watched curiously, muzzle cocked at an angle while the girl expanded.\u00a0 Her skin stretched and snapped bloodlessly to expose a red carapace.\u00a0 Waving red legs pushed from her sides as her body slid against the carpet of the growing, long and longer.\u00a0 The boy cried out, clutching at his sides.\u00a0 Tiny points pierced his skin and he screamed, clawing at them with his fingers.\u00a0 The girl pulled away from him to rise up on a huge centipede’s fat body, curling herself carefully around the changing boy.\u00a0 He clapped his hands to his head, tears streaming down his face.\u00a0 His scalp bulged and tore, exposing two growing antenna while the still-changing girl protected him.<\/p>\n

A naked, moaning petite redheaded girl getting fucked while bent over the arm of one of the couches looked up, her glazed eyes suddenly growing lucid.\u00a0 She shrieked and pulled away, stumbling towards Abigail.\u00a0 Falling to her knees, she clawed at her legs with long nails.\u00a0 She stood and stumbled again, curling into a tight ball.\u00a0 Black dots appeared along her naked back.\u00a0 She cried out as one of the dots swelled to emit a wet, black rod.\u00a0 The rod dried quickly in the air and unfolded into a single black feather.\u00a0 More black rods slid through her back and the holes began to appear around her body.\u00a0 She looked up at Abigail, fear and pain in her eyes.<\/p>\n

“P- please,” she gasped as her eyes filled with black.\u00a0 Her boyfriend stood behind her on dull black leg ending in four thick clawed feet as feathers bloomed from his arms.<\/p>\n

“Carrie!”\u00a0 He cried out.\u00a0 “Carr…\u00a0 Ca… CAAW!”\u00a0 The boy flapped his arms, filling with room with a strong gust of wind.\u00a0 And, with it, the overpowering scent of a demonic orgy.\u00a0 The smell seemed to throw everyone into a frenzy.<\/p>\n

The girl Carrie cocked her head to the side, her expression changing.\u00a0 She blinked her eyes and opened her mouth as if to call out again.\u00a0 Her teeth cracked, falling to the ground around her.\u00a0 Her face bulged forward into a small, hooked beak.\u00a0 She opened the growing beak to show a tongue hardening into a black lump and gave out a loud inhuman cry.\u00a0 A black claw ripped through the heel of her foot, sliding from her flesh and revealing a dark black skin beneath it.\u00a0 Another black claw ripped through her big toe, dragging the toe out into a long claw.\u00a0 She flapped her arms as they broke and reshaped, feathers sprouting en masse.\u00a0 She flapped again, flailing on the ground until her boyfriend picked her up in large, winged arms.<\/p>\n

Another couple sat on a different couch.\u00a0 The girl, short rat tail flailing happily behind her, rode her boyfriend’s cock, grunting and moaning with each movement.\u00a0 His cock changed inside of her, thickening and bringing her to orgasm again and again and she dug into his back with furred claws.\u00a0 He gripped her tail, pulling hard while licking at her furry breasts with a half changed muzzle.\u00a0 She licked her lips, face still completely human while begging him to change her, to make her his bitch.\u00a0 Telling him she was his dirty whore and his little slut.\u00a0 Foul words rolled off of her tongue until her words lost meaning.\u00a0 Soon she was squealing and chirping as she leaned back to let him lick and bite at her growing nipples.<\/p>\n

Abigail watched as the gigantic centipedes from earlier slipped quietly through the front door.\u00a0 Long and flat and sleek, they raced with incredible speed before disappearing into the darkness.\u00a0 Two couples, their fur sleek and whiskers long, came to Abigail, nervously presenting themselves until Abigail consented to groom them.\u00a0 More followed later in the night until the bedroom was a mass of large, furred shapes, grooming and sleeping in a huge, warm pile.\u00a0 Abigail watched drowsily as the crows hopped their way to the door to take flight in a huge rush of wind, leaves and huge black feathers.<\/p>\n

Two by two and sometimes by more, they all left the house until only Abigail’s Mischief was left.\u00a0 Her eyelids drooped as a male, Jason or one of the others, groomed and stroked her.\u00a0 She knew they would have to find a new home by the following night and her old human mind helpfully offered up a picture of a big heavy disc along with a specific scent.\u00a0 She intuitively knew that, beneath that cover, lie a new home.\u00a0 They would defer to her, she knew, as she was the first of them all.<\/p>\n

Her right hand spasmed briefly and she hissed.<\/p>\n

She felt… something<\/em><\/strong>.. pulling at her, far to the distance and her right hand flared with pain again as if to underscore the importance of it.\u00a0 Strange images filled her limited mind.\u00a0 Her whiskers twitched at thoughts of the furless They appeared, some almost seemingly familiar despite how impossible that had to be.\u00a0 A large, clawed hand squeezed one of her furred breasts reassuringly while she struggled with the alien thoughts.<\/p>\n

A presence filled her mind, buzzing and raging and pushing at her.\u00a0 The fur along her back stood on end.\u00a0 More hands and tongues reached for her, feeling her unease.\u00a0 They soothed her, stroking and grooming her until she finally gave up.\u00a0 Abigail would move them the next night and they would slowly make their way to the beacon burning brightly in the distance.\u00a0 The pressure in her brain lessened at her acceptance.\u00a0 With a near-human sigh, she settled into her place, once again feeling the warmth pull her to sleep.<\/p>\n

Hairless shapes walking on two legs among fields and farms filled her mind.\u00a0 So oddly familiar.\u00a0 She knew what she was supposed to do now.\u00a0 She knew her purpose.<\/p>\n

She would grow her Mischief until her children were innumerable.<\/p>\n

Abigail drifted into a deep sleep as booming, buzzing laughter filled her ears.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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