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A young woman and her friend are unwitting entertainment in a new club.<\/em><\/p>\n

Note: I made this one specifically for a reader. I needed another quick little story and figured why not give one to someone that has taken the time to write detailed reviews of my stories over time. I don’t normally do full animal TFs but hopefully the story hasn’t suffered for that lack of practice!<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Bright neon lights reflected in small puddles at the side of grimy roads, the light vibrating in miniature waves before being broken by a car swerving too close to the curb. \u00a0Chelsea and Hazel walked near the seemingly endless rows of shops, away from the road and passing traffic. The rain had stopped sometime earlier but the humidity seemed to pull the water from everywhere and nowhere. \u00a0Chelsea felt dampness in her armpits despite the antiperspirant she’d covered herself in earlier.<\/span><\/p>\n

“I hate being out in this,” Chelsea complained. \u00a0The young woman wiped sweat from her brow, flicking it to the side with a well manicured nail. \u00a0The heat was oppressive and, with the rain from earlier, the entire downtown was a sauna. \u00a0All she wanted to do was go home, turn up the air conditioning and soak in cool water. Her thighs were starting to rub together painfully.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Come on, come on!” Hazel said, pulling her friend along. \u00a0“Aaron is waiting for us. \u00a0You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see this club!”<\/span><\/p>\n

“You could’ve waited longer,” Chelsea told her friend. \u00a0“And why couldn’t we have gotten a ride? \u00a0This is killing me. \u00a0You haven’t even mentioned this guy before.”<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Hazel rolled her eyes at her friend. \u00a0“I only just met him last week. \u00a0Trish and I were at Tindal’s for shots and he came over with his friend. \u00a0They bought half of them. \u00a0Both of them were so handsome and funny, Chelsea, you have no idea.”<\/span><\/p>\n

“You sure that wasn’t the Fireball talking?” Chelsea asked her friend. \u00a0She pulled at her hair to tuck a few frazzled strands back under her hairband. \u00a0The air felt electric, pulsing with heat and moisture. \u00a0She felt it pulling at the small hairs along the back of her neck as a single drop of sweat formed and then fell. \u00a0The young woman shivered as the sweat slid along her spine.<\/span><\/p>\n

“No, no. \u00a0He sent pictures later. \u00a0Absolutely hot,” Hazel blushed next to her friend at the memory. \u00a0The pictures were of the two of them in bed. \u00a0She hadn’t remembered much of what they’d done when they went back to her apartment but the photos helped remind her. \u00a0“Anyway, no ride because the GPS couldn’t find the club. \u00a0It’s too new or something. \u00a0Doesn’t show up on the map.”<\/span><\/p>\n

“Should be close, at least,” Chelsea grumbled. \u00a0“His friend’s not there, right? \u00a0The one Trish met?”<\/span><\/p>\n

“No, I asked,” Hazel told her friend, laying a hand on the other girl’s arm lightly. \u00a0“Just Aaron. \u00a0I’m not passing my friends around to all these guys. \u00a0I just didn’t want to go alone. \u00a0Look! \u00a0We’re here!”<\/span><\/p>\n

The two girls stopped in front of a simple black door with a large, twisted chrome door handle. \u00a0‘REFLECTIONS’ was written in silver block letters above the door.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea frowned. \u00a0“I don’t hear anything. \u00a0And there’s no bouncer. \u00a0You sure it’s even open?”<\/span><\/p>\n

“One way to find out!” Hazel chirped. \u00a0The young woman pulled at the door and it opened quietly. \u00a0The thick air seemed to swirl around them, cool currents mixing with the oppressive heat. \u00a0Chelsea shivered as it washed over her and then she followed her friend inside.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Hazel,” Chelsea whispered, clutching at her friend. \u00a0“Wait.”<\/span><\/p>\n

The inside of the club was empty and completely silent. \u00a0A single, gigantic man stood by another door set in the far wall. \u00a0Pale red lights lined the edge of the ceiling, barely casting any light at all. \u00a0The man was dressed in a pure black suit,complete with a black tie. \u00a0He was clean shaven and his scalp was bare. \u00a0He watched the two women impassively, hands clasped together behind his back.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hazel shrugged free of her friend, digging her small hand into her purse. \u00a0She pulled out a deep black card and walked toward the bouncer. \u00a0He took the card from her with a hand the size of Chelsea’s head. \u00a0Thick, callused fingers turned the card over once and then twice. \u00a0The word ‘REFLECTIONS’ was the only thing on the card and it, like the writing above the door outside, was silver. \u00a0Only here it seemed to drink in the ambient red lighting. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Without a word, the man opened the inner door to let the two girls through. \u00a0Electronic music assailed them, bass thumping while nearly inaudible singing clashed with the computer generated sounds. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Stairs led immediately down and Chelsea could not see the bottom from where she stood.<\/span><\/p>\n

“No,” Chelsea said, again grabbing for her friend. \u00a0“This feels wrong. \u00a0I don’t want to go down there.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Hazel smiled at the man but glanced at her friend. \u00a0“I’m going. \u00a0Look, I’ll be there the whole time and we’ll keep each other safe. \u00a0Come on, don’t make me go alone.”<\/span><\/p>\n

The young woman pulled at the simple gold hoop at her right earlobe. \u00a0She shivered again at the cool air in the empty room, her sweat cold beneath her loose top and skirt. \u00a0Silence fell suddenly and she heard voices below, laughing and yelling and swearing. \u00a0They were overwhelmed as the music started again. \u00a0Hazel stepped through the doorway, walking carefully down the steps in her heels. \u00a0Chelsea groaned and followed. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The music shook her to her core. \u00a0It wasn’t painful but it seemed to resonate through her skull, deep in her bones. Flickering purple, red, white and green colors swirled at the base of the stairs. \u00a0Light smoke swirled along the floor as people passed in front of the stairway. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“I don’t like this,” Chelsea whispered to herself. \u00a0She couldn’t even hear her own voice. \u00a0Stepping out into the basement, the young woman stopped to look around. \u00a0It was far larger than she expected. \u00a0Booths lined the walls with small round tables dotting the floor. \u00a0The bar was to her left with two women and a man covering it, walking back and forth and mixing drinks for people. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

A low stage dominated the room. \u00a0Directly in front of the stairs, the semicircular stage was empty and dark, save for a few brief touches from the overhead laser lights. \u00a0Four metal poles were arrayed along the stage, gleaming in the ambient light. \u00a0Behind the stage, the entire wall was a mirror and she saw herself staring, wide eyed at everything around her. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“I don’t see Aaron yet,” Hazel yelled into Chelsea’s ear. \u00a0“Let’s grab a table and get some drinks going while we wait!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea nodded and followed her friend. \u00a0Her shoulders itched. \u00a0Every time she glanced at the huge mirrored wall, she was sure she caught people staring at her. \u00a0The two girls stopped at a tall table. \u00a0Chelsea clutched her small purse to her side before sitting.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hazel tapped her friend and then pointed at the bar and Chelsea nodded. \u00a0It wasn’t long before Hazel returned with two large drinks. \u00a0Chelsea grabbed the drink and sipped nervously, surprised at the sweetness of it.<\/span><\/p>\n

“I asked the bartender,” Hazel told her, the girl’s lips practically brushing Chelsea’s ear. \u00a0“There’s no show tonight. \u00a0I guess we came in on off night or something. \u00a0Kinda shitty but the drinks are really cheap so I don’t care. \u00a0And the music is good!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Hazel shifted in her seat, swaying her body to the beat while she drank from her glass. \u00a0Her bracelets clattered together and she mouthed along with the few lyrics, eyes closed as she lost herself in the atmosphere of the club.<\/span><\/p>\n

Still eyeing everyone around her nervously, Chelsea drank deeply, tasting the faint pineapple flavor mixed with… rum? \u00a0She wondered. \u00a0Halfway through her drink, she suddenly realized what else was bothering her: \u00a0nobody was coming up to their table. \u00a0She saw plenty of single men but, aside from the occasional glance, none of them bothered her or Hazel. \u00a0A large part of her was relieved at the lack of attention but another part felt insulted. \u00a0She knew she was pretty and usually had plenty of men hitting on her everywhere else she went.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea tossed back her drink and then frowned at the empty glass. \u00a0She hadn’t realized she’d finished it. \u00a0She could feel the alcohol in her cheeks, warming her and relaxing her incrementally. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“Good, right,” Hazel yelled in her ear again. \u00a0Chelsea could smell the alcohol on her friend’s breath. \u00a0“And they’re only two dollars! \u00a0I’m going to get more so hold down the fort!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Hazel danced away from the table, smiling at the men and women that crossed her path. \u00a0Chelsea watched her go, jealous at her friend’s ability to be so easy going. \u00a0She had no idea how she did it but the other woman was always like that. \u00a0The girl chatted with a couple at the bar while toying with her ponytail. \u00a0All three laughed at some joke and then Hazel grabbed the large drinks the bartender (one of the girls) set before her. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The music changed again and Chelsea found herself tapping her nails along with the beat. The cool air flowing through the club caressed her bare legs and she uncrossed them to let her thighs breathe. \u00a0When Hazel set a glass down in front of her, she immediately took another sip. \u00a0This one tasted of berries and cinnamon and cloves.<\/span><\/p>\n

“It’s Aaron!” Hazel yelled, tugging at Chelsea’s arm.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea turned and stared. Aaron was gorgeous. \u00a0The man sported a light beard covering a strong jaw with eyes that seemed to stare deep into your soul. \u00a0His hair was slicked forward into a short peak and held in place with something that glistened in the shifting light. \u00a0His grin was fast and easy and he spotted Hazel immediately.<\/span><\/p>\n

Introductions were made and Chelsea blushed when the man turned to her. \u00a0He was incredibly handsome and his warm, firm handshake sent shivers down the young woman’s arm. \u00a0Hazel and Aaron spoke closely and intimately, stealing kisses while their hands explored each other. \u00a0Chelsea blushed again, focusing down at her drink until she finished it. \u00a0She made to stand to get another one when a young man, dressed all in white, took her empty glass from her, replacing it with a full one.<\/span><\/p>\n

“With compliments,” the server told her before walking away. \u00a0Chelsea looked up at her friend and then quickly away when she noticed Hazel’s shirt undone and Aaron’s hand inside her friend’s wire bra.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea looked around again. \u00a0The room spun slightly but she didn’t <\/span>feel<\/i><\/b> drunk. \u00a0Just. \u00a0Relaxed. \u00a0Calm. \u00a0And \u00a0yet, excited as well. \u00a0Her face and chest were flushed red from the drink and the energy pouring through the club. \u00a0The music worked through her now – no longer rattling her skull but, instead, pulling at her. \u00a0Calling to her. \u00a0She saw a few men look back at her with interest but none made a move to her table. \u00a0She toyed with her hair and loosened a button on her blouse in encouragement.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Going to the bathroom,” Hazel slurred into Chelsea’s ear. \u00a0Chelsea jumped, unaware that her friend was standing so close to her. \u00a0She swayed back, focusing on her friend’s glazed eyes and fixed grin. \u00a0“With Aaron.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Pulling at the man’s arm, Hazel led the way to a doorway covered by a black curtain. \u00a0Chelsea hadn’t noticed the bathroom until now. \u00a0She frowned at her drink. \u00a0It was half gone but had she had any of it? \u00a0Was-<\/span><\/p>\n

“Miss,” a voice called from her side. \u00a0Chelsea turned to see the man in white again. \u00a0He was oddly plain. Forgettable, even. \u00a0Not ugly but just not remarkable. \u00a0Despite the pounding music, Chelsea heard him quite clearly. \u00a0She readied herself to turn him down, glancing at a much more handsome man sitting near the empty stage.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Miss, if you’d follow me?” \u00a0The man gestured towards her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea frowned. \u00a0“Is everything alright?” She asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Oh, yes,” the man answered. \u00a0“I just need you to follow me for a moment, please.”<\/span><\/p>\n

“I-” Chelsea found herself standing without being aware of it. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“Your purse will be looked after, miss,” the man assured her. \u00a0“Have no fear.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Still frowning, Chelsea followed after the man. \u00a0He led her through the crowd to stand beside the stage. \u00a0The young woman was unaware that every conversation had stopped. \u00a0She glanced at the stage and then back to the man. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

“We thought,” the man told her. \u00a0“That perhaps you would do us the honor of dancing for us.”<\/span><\/p>\n

“Oh,” Chelsea said, backing away slightly. \u00a0“No, absolutely not. \u00a0I can’t- \u00a0I don’t dance. \u00a0Not like this. \u00a0I’m not a-“<\/span><\/p>\n

“Oh, of course not,” the man replied quickly. \u00a0“We simply noticed you alone and thought that, surely, a woman as beautiful as you are should be admired. \u00a0We’d be honored if you would perform for us tonight.”<\/span><\/p>\n

A loud cheer rang out from everyone. \u00a0Some clapped while others stood and called out for her to go on stage. \u00a0Chelsea blinked slowly, blushing at the attention. \u00a0She had no problems dancing in clubs but only with a partner among other people. \u00a0She’d never danced <\/span>for<\/i><\/b> others and the idea of it was alarming. \u00a0Yet, she felt the beat pulling to her again. \u00a0Warmth spread through her, down to her core, buzzing through her head. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Why not<\/span><\/i>? She wondered. \u00a0She was pretty. \u00a0She knew she was. \u00a0Maybe then they’d all see and she wouldn’t be left alone at her table. \u00a0She glanced again at the man in front of the stage and then looked down, blushing as he cupped his hands to his mouth, calling for her to dance for them.<\/span><\/p>\n

Before she lost her nerve, she pushed herself forward onto the small stairs leading up to the stage. \u00a0The crowd roared in front of her and she nearly stumbled before catching herself. \u00a0She saw herself in the mirrored wall but quickly looked away. \u00a0She felt too self conscious to watch herself.<\/span><\/p>\n

The young woman glanced at the crowd. \u00a0She felt a thrill standing in front of them. \u00a0A blast of emotions and energy rushed through her – something she’d never felt before. \u00a0The excitement pulsed through her, pooling in her lower belly and she gasped, biting her lip at the sudden arousal she felt. \u00a0She wondered, briefly, if she’d always been a bit of an exhibitionist but had just never realized it until that moment. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

She’d seen women pole dance before and her friend Jessica even took lessons – for fitness. \u00a0But, she’d never done it herself. \u00a0Chelsea reached out, gripping the center pole. \u00a0It was warm in her hands. \u00a0Smooth. \u00a0She stared at it for a moment before her body found the rhythm of the song. \u00a0She started simply, leaning forward slightly to shake her hips, twisting back and forth. \u00a0Someone whistled loudly, their voice swallowed by the music and she smiled, shoving her ass out suddenly for them before standing up again.<\/span><\/p>\n

Small white hairs pushed through the skin at the back of her neck. \u00a0The wispy hairs grew long, crossing over each other until more joined them in a short line that tapered down to stop at her shoulders. \u00a0Her long, curly black hair brushed against the light growth of fur to send shivers down her spine.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea twisted, dropping quickly into a squat before rising up with her ass out to the crowd. \u00a0They roared for her and she wriggled her hips back and forth, unaware that she was flashing her panties at them. \u00a0She spread her thighs and leaned forward, moving back and forth, arching her back before slowly pulling herself back up to stand.<\/span><\/p>\n

The young woman put her hands on her hips, massaging the light ache she felt there. \u00a0It was a good ache. \u00a0A pleasurable one that throbbed in time with her heartbeat, deep within her body. \u00a0She just felt so <\/span>good<\/i><\/b>. \u00a0Her hands explored lightly, grabbing her ass before reaching up. \u00a0Her fingers brushed the light fur along her neck and then into her hair. \u00a0She grabbed her hairband and pulled, freeing her hair before tossing the band aside. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Bones clicked beneath her hips. \u00a0Chelsea turned, grabbing the pole above her head as she pushed her ass against the metal. \u00a0She rocked back and forth, the motion soothing the light pain she suddenly felt while also pressing against the heat building between her thighs. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The young woman wrinkled her nose and grunted as the thick metal pole pressed against her sex. \u00a0Skin bulged over the band of her skirt as her hips swelled. \u00a0Fat deposits growing deep within. \u00a0Her ass slowly grew to fill the skirt and her thighs thickened, enveloping the pole. \u00a0Chelsea thrust herself against the metal, grunting loudly again. \u00a0Her skirt strained to contain her new girth, lifting to expose her ass cheeks.<\/span><\/p>\n

Still holding the pole, the young woman lowered herself into a crouch, head back. \u00a0She spread her thick thighs and the bottom of her skirt slid up her legs to completely expose her green panties. \u00a0The fabric was darkened now, with her sweat and her excitement. \u00a0She thrust herself at the crowd, opening her legs as they swelled. \u00a0The panties pulled tight and the young woman licked her lips at the sensation.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cheers rang out from the crowd and she eyed them through a haze, smiling at all of them. \u00a0The cool air felt so good to her swollen sex. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea went to her knees, her heels clacking to the ground. \u00a0The straps of her shoes strained as her feet shifted. \u00a0Fine white hairs sprouted from the top of her feet and along her toes while her feet began to swell. \u00a0The young woman went to her hands and knees, laughing as she exposed her cleavage. \u00a0The buttons of her shirt strained against her breasts. \u00a0She massaged them, heedless of the overt sexuality of the gesture. \u00a0Slowly, she ran her hands down her stomach, fingers tracing along ten sore points forming in two lines on her stomach. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Licking her lips, Chelsea’s fingers dipped down between her legs and she shivered at her touch. \u00a0Further, she gripped her thighs, fingers digging into her now large, soft skin. \u00a0She turned, arching her back just as her panties snapped from the strain of her growing bulk. \u00a0Her pussy, glistening in the lights lay exposed to the cheering, clapping crowd. \u00a0Chelsea nosed at the pole, grunting as she spread herself open to all of them. \u00a0Her lips swelled at her touch, pushing slowly from her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

Gripping the pole, Chelsea pulled herself up. \u00a0She saw herself in the mirror and a cold spike of panic stabbed through her belly. \u00a0Her skirt was pulled up tight against her hips, skin bulging around the fabric. \u00a0Her thighs were thick and smooth and her sex was completely exposed. \u00a0She could see her pussy between her thighs – the lips were dark and swollen and slick. \u00a0Her belly bulged beneath her blouse and two dark spots were visible above the band of her skirt. \u00a0She watched as those two spots twisted to form two large nipples that puckered in the cool air. \u00a0She could <\/span>feel<\/i><\/b> them tighten on her body. \u00a0Pain pinched deep beneath them as new milk ducts formed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea glanced toward the side of the stage, looking for the man that brought her up. \u00a0Instead, she saw Aaron walking with Hazel. \u00a0Her friend, who prided herself on fitness and her looks, waddled happily after him on fat legs. \u00a0Hazel’s shirt was gone and both of her breasts were free of her bra. \u00a0The girl’s face was swollen and her nose was nearly flat, the nostrils pointing forward. \u00a0Large, floppy ears hung at the side of her face.<\/span><\/p>\n

“S- something’s wrong!” Chelsea cried out. \u00a0She looked out at the crowd, expecting panic but, instead, saw all of them cheering and calling out for more. \u00a0She tried to cover herself but, instead, found her fingers working at the remaining buttons of her blouse. \u00a0“N-no!”<\/span><\/p>\n

“Chelsea,” Hazel called as she came up on stage. \u00a0“Look at you up here. \u00a0I hope you don’t mind if I join you. \u00a0I just feel <\/span>sooo<\/i><\/b> good and hot and I just wanna move.” \u00a0A thick line of cum had leaked from Hazel’s pussy and it shined in the flashing lights. \u00a0The young woman seemed unaware or unconcerned about it.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tears leaked from Chelsea’s eyes but she could stop herself from pulling at her shirt, snapping it free to expose her bulging belly. \u00a0A long row of large, dark nipples stood out on her stomach. \u00a0She stared at them. \u00a0Shame burned at her ears but the heat changed slowly into lust and she found herself slowly twisting her hips again. \u00a0Her fingers pressed against the soft flesh on her belly and she moaned and pulled at her teats. \u00a0It was wrong and she knew it was but the music and the alcohol and the crowd and the heat seemed to be pulling her apart. \u00a0She milked herself for the jeering crowd, taking pleasure in their catcalls.<\/span><\/p>\n

The fur along her neck continued to sprout down her spine and she turned, shrugging her shoulders to free herself from her shirt. \u00a0It fell below her and she grunted in pain, arching her bare back as the bones in her spine stood out, rippling down her body in a wave until a bulge stood at the the base of her spine. \u00a0Sweat slid along her back and down her side to drip to the stage beneath her. \u00a0She gasped, panting and grunting. \u00a0Her waist and stomach expanded again and the skirt gave way suddenly, pulling her ripped panties to the ground as it fell.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Rrreeeee!” \u00a0Chelsea cried out. \u00a0Her face seemed to swell and her jaw cracked. \u00a0Bones shifted beneath burning, swollen cheeks and her nose was pulled backwards. \u00a0She lapped at her large nostrils with a thick tongue, panting from the sudden pain of it all.<\/span><\/p>\n

Small white hairs grew along the edge of her ears and she scratched at them, sighing with pleasure. \u00a0Her hips wriggled and she spread her legs again. \u00a0The hood around her clit pushed out, pulling her engorged lips down into a tapered point. \u00a0The crowd cheered again as her sex finished changing. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Fabric strained on Chelsea’s chest. \u00a0Her bra sunk into her fat belly as her breasts swelled. \u00a0Within seconds, they slipped free to hang full and heavy beneath her. \u00a0Her small, pink nipples darkened and the skin of her areola twisted, pulling and changing the skin until the nipple lengthened. \u00a0Chelsea pulled at the bra and it snapped easily in her grap. \u00a0The young woman grunted at the release she felt.<\/span><\/p>\n

She stood in front of them, completely nude. \u00a0Her thick body was pink and glistening with sweat and excitement. \u00a0Her smile trembled. \u00a0Something… something was wrong. \u00a0But, she felt so incredibly good. \u00a0So sexy. \u00a0Wanted. \u00a0Needed. \u00a0Lust roared through her, burning away all rationality. \u00a0She slid her hands along her belly, twisting at the fat and her teats, running her fingers down to her thighs and between her meaty, engorged pussy lips. \u00a0She pressed back against the pole and rubbed her spine on it, relieving the itch she felt from the light fur spreading along her back.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Show us your tail!” the man at the front of the stage called out. \u00a0She grunted at him, smiling, cupping her huge breasts towards him. \u00a0“Get on your knees, you filthy sow and show us your tail!”<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea’s smile cracked at the insult and she shook her head. \u00a0Long strands of her hair came away with the motion. \u00a0She tried to fight it. \u00a0To fight the way she felt. \u00a0To fight the urges coursing through her but it was too much and she found herself going to her knees, her belly hanging down slightly. \u00a0She turned, grunting, head down. \u00a0The silky fur along the edge of her ears shifted. \u00a0Her ears moved, flaring out as they grew. \u00a0More of her hair fell to the stage but she hardly noticed. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The young woman lifted her pink, wide hips. \u00a0Bones cracked and she grunted, falling to her heavy belly with her legs splayed. \u00a0The two toes in the middle of her foot began to merge. \u00a0On either side, her big toe and pinky toe cracked, floating temporarily free of her foot. \u00a0They moved, twisting as her foot grew short and rounded. \u00a0Her toenails thickened as the bones in her thighs moved, pulling closer to her body. \u00a0More cracks and flaring pain followed and her hips narrowed.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sudden clarity dawned again. \u00a0Chelsea looked up at the mirror. \u00a0Her face was unrecognizable. \u00a0Her ears were long and wide and her nose was flat and wide on a long snout. \u00a0Only a few strands of her curly hair were left on her head. \u00a0Bones popped in her spine and she clenched her eyes shut as her head was pulled forcefully back by her changing body. \u00a0She clawed at the ground with fingers fusing together. \u00a0Her arms seemed somehow pitifully short.<\/span><\/p>\n

In the mirror beside her, Hazel lay on her side. \u00a0The woman’s stomach bulged with long teats and she was panting, her heavy, large stomach heaving with each breath. \u00a0Her bracelets, bra and panties lay around her, forgotten now.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea tried to call out. \u00a0“Plllllreeeeeeee!” \u00a0She reached for the pole with her now stubby arms, staring in panic at the two dewclaws and lengthening nails that now covered her hooves. \u00a0Her long, soft ears twitched at the sounds of the crowd. \u00a0In a panic, she realized she couldn’t understand what they were saying. \u00a0It was all just noise to her now. \u00a0She pushed, kicking to try to get away and then grunted as the bones in her legs popped. \u00a0She felt them changing. \u00a0Shortening.<\/span><\/p>\n

Falling heavily to her side, Chelsea rolled again and then stood awkwardly. \u00a0So much noise. \u00a0Shapes around her. \u00a0Her heart was hammering. \u00a0Something was wrong. \u00a0Something… something… something was…. \u00a0A large, warm hand touched her back and she startled, grunting loudly. \u00a0A voice called to her and she looked up as the figure beside her stroked the fine fur along her back. \u00a0It calmed her.<\/span><\/p>\n

Along the base of her spine, flesh twitched. \u00a0The figured ran his fingertips along her body and she nosed at him happily, grunting and sniffing at his crotch. \u00a0There was a pleasant smell there.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chelsea’s stomach gurgled suddenly. Hungry. \u00a0She was hungry. \u00a0And, despite the figure’s touch, she felt… wrong (anxious, something at the very far back of her mind told her) but, still… Skin moved as her tail grew, curling and twisting.<\/span><\/p>\n

Noise! \u00a0So much noise again!<\/span><\/i> \u00a0Chelsea cried out and moved to hide behind the figure. \u00a0<\/span>So much noise! \u00a0Wrong! <\/span><\/i>\u00a0she told herself, panicking slightly while the figured stoked her back.<\/span><\/p>\n

The crowd cheered as Chelsea’s tail finished growing. \u00a0The presenter, a figure in white, smiled at the crowd, gesturing at the two pigs on stage.<\/span><\/p>\n

“And that, ladies and gentlemen, concludes our entertainment for the evening!” \u00a0The man bowed left and right. \u00a0“You are all welcome to stay late into the morning and, if any of you desire any further entertainment, well, there’s no need to be shy. \u00a0The two ladies will be held in the back privately until they’re transported in the morning.”<\/span><\/p>\n

A few more bawdy cheers rose up and a few men and women eyed Hazel and Chelsea speculatively. \u00a0Chelsea grunted and sniffed at the hair littering the stage until a large collar was fitted around her neck. \u00a0A piece of her mind tried desperately to call out, to climb out of the vast cavern it found itself in. \u00a0The human part of her trying and failing to take control. \u00a0Barely hanging on with fingertips in her now small mind as she was led away.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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