{"id":808,"date":"2021-10-02T11:09:05","date_gmt":"2021-10-02T18:09:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=808"},"modified":"2021-10-02T11:09:05","modified_gmt":"2021-10-02T18:09:05","slug":"solo-play-ch-01","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=808","title":{"rendered":"Solo Play Ch. 01"},"content":{"rendered":"

A young woman enjoys some time alone with her curse.<\/p>\n

You can find my page at: https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/markgraham<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

“No, I love <\/span>you<\/i><\/b>,” Olivia said, wrinkling her button nose at her husband.\u00a0 She held her phone directly in her hands.\u00a0 Her legs were crossed and her thick comforter covered her lap.\u00a0 Beneath the blanket she wore only her white panties.\u00a0 She’d stolen her husband’s Captain America t-shirt and her nipples pressed against the cotton fabric.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“I should be home in about an hour if everything goes well,” her husband told her.\u00a0 His face filled her phone’s screen and he scratched at the beard he was starting to grow.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She’d be hounding him to grow one despite how much he liked to be clean shaven.\u00a0 She hummed quietly to herself as her eyes flicked across his jaw, memorizing it.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Imagining something entirely different than what she actually saw.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Just come back to me,” she told him.\u00a0 Her plain gold wedding band clicked against the plastic body of the phone.\u00a0 She fiddled with it briefly, still unused to how it felt on her finger.\u00a0 “I’ll keep the bed ready.\u00a0 All curled up waiting for you to return.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her husband’s smile warmed her.\u00a0 He blew her a kiss over the video call and then hung up.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Still humming, Olivia lay her phone on the nightstand.\u00a0 She pulled the blanket back, shivering in the cool evening air.\u00a0 The image of her husband’s short beard – brown with flecks of red made her happy.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The young woman walked through their small apartment, stepping on the soft carpeting until she opened the utility closet.\u00a0 She moved clutter around until she found where her husband hid the handheld vacuum.\u00a0 Unhooking it from the charging platform, she turned to walk back to the bedroom.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Once there, she pulled the blanket completely off the bed to leave the bare white sheet beneath.\u00a0 She carefully set the vacuum on the nightstand next to her phone and then sat back on the bed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She’d stolen her husband’s pillow so she could lay back against their padded headboard and she rested her hands on her bare knees and closed her eyes.\u00a0 The ends of her long, blonde hair tickled the bare skin of her neck.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

He was in her thoughts.\u00a0 His strong jaw.\u00a0 The short beard.\u00a0 She could remember his clean face and she changed him in her mind.\u00a0 His beard was more than that – it was fur growing on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia whimpered, frowning and biting her lip as her fingers twitched on her knees.\u00a0 She automatically began to stroke herself, her nails lightly clawing the inside of her thighs.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It <\/span>was<\/i><\/b> fur in her mind.\u00a0 He was on his knees in shock, staring up at her as his clean face became overgrown with it.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another whimper escaped her lips.\u00a0 Her right hand slid up her thigh to touch her pussy.\u00a0 She could feel the arousal growing.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It started with her heartbeat, low and hidden as it matched the rhythm.\u00a0 Her finger caressed her labia, rubbing gently back and forth.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fangs now, in her mind.\u00a0 His mouth open and his tongue sliding forth as his canines sharpened.\u00a0 His eyes were changing color and the panic was being replaced with lust as his pants bulged.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia’s right leg jerked as she pressed hard against the lips between her thighs.\u00a0 She was already wet.\u00a0 And hot.\u00a0 Soaking herself at the thought of her husband changing.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The rhythm was altered now.\u00a0 Pulsing.\u00a0 Spreading.\u00a0 She growled, licking her lips as her left palm pushed against her lower stomach.\u00a0 The pulse filled her, raising every single hair along her body.\u00a0 Undeniably strong.\u00a0 After this point, it would worsen until she orgasmed and her mind would start to slip.\u00a0 To become more bestial until her release.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She bent her legs and pressed them to the side while pulling her panties aside.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With her left hand, she grabbed the edge of her shirt and brought it up to her mouth, biting it to hold it in place.\u00a0 To give her a view of what was happening.\u00a0 But, more than that, to give her something to chew on.\u00a0 Something filled with her husband’s scent.\u00a0 The urge to bite and chew increased after this point, she’d found.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her finger slid between her open pussy lips until they were coated with her juices.\u00a0 She pulled back, pressing against her hooded clit.\u00a0 With a moan, she pushed and rubbed, grinding her teeth against the shirt.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The roots of her teeth ached but she held herself back.\u00a0 She had less than an hour.\u00a0 Still, she could feel her canines grind against the surrounding teeth as they lengthened and she sighed at her lack of control.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The woman’s hips jerked when she pushed too hard and she released the shirt with a sudden loud bark that made her blush.\u00a0 Her hips were moving of their own accord, rocking back and forth as she wriggled in bed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Another whine as the wet shirt slid down her too-sensitive stomach.\u00a0 She rubbed her belly carefully until she found the spots.\u00a0 For some reason, she could never remember where they were until she changed.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She found them, one at a time.\u00a0 The skin was tender with tiny bumps just beneath the surface.\u00a0 Her right hand slipped between her aching, swollen pussy lips as she raised her left hand to her mouth, sucking and licking at her fingers.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a quiet, rumbling growl, she lowered her left hand, swirling her finger against a reddened spot on her belly.\u00a0 The sensation wasn’t entirely pleasurable – not yet – but she loved the strangeness of it.\u00a0 Of her undeveloped teat.\u00a0 Rubbing at it as it formed beneath her skin.\u00a0 Feeling the softness of her belly beginning to grown rough.\u00a0 She leaned her head back with a happy sigh as her finger played with the little nub forming.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Yes,” she whined.\u00a0 Over two years ago, her first change horrified her.\u00a0 With each subsequent change, she’d grown more used to it until she grew to love it.\u00a0 To <\/span>need<\/i><\/b> it.\u00a0 Some days, she found herself distracted, counting the minutes until she could run home for a quick change before her husband was home.<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>And some days, she locked herself in her work bathroom, rubbing herself in the bathroom stall as she allowed herself a small change.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She could see her husband there before her, kissing the growing teat.\u00a0 Sucking at it as he played with another one.\u00a0 Feeling his own claws digging into her body as his furred face scratched her bare skin.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Blonde hairs pierced the skin around her spine.\u00a0 She shivered, grinding her teeth as she tried to stop them but she was too wound up to prevent it from happening.\u00a0 Her ass pushed back against the pillows as she arched her back, unable to stop herself as the soft fur spread up to her shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Fuck!” she squeaked as her finger pressed into her tight pussy.\u00a0 Sweat began to dot her body, a sign that she was changing too far.\u00a0 She knew she needed to give herself a quick release or somehow stop but she couldn’t and her finger bent as she forced it deeper.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her four teats strained at her belly.\u00a0 She shook, gasping as the wet shirt dragged across one of them.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Heat pooled between her thighs and she glanced down, her cheeks flushed red.\u00a0 Tiny golden hairs rose from the bridge of her nose.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia’s pink pussy glistened in the light.\u00a0 She forced a second finger inside as she imagined her husband between her legs, his cock reforming.\u00a0 Turning red as his sheath swallowed his manhood.\u00a0 She would whisper to him that it was alright.\u00a0 That she wanted it.\u00a0 Wanted <\/span>him<\/i><\/b>.\u00a0 That she’d been waiting for him to join her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The woman’s labia slowly became engorged.\u00a0 She brought her left hand down, tapping the swollen, sensitive skin.\u00a0 Pulling and pinching it.\u00a0 Slapping it as she imagined her husband pounding into her in a desperate attempt to knot her.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With another slap, the labia tightened.\u00a0 It was draining of color, pink fading to gray and then the color of dusky coal.\u00a0 She pulled her fingers free with a shudder, sucking on them while scratching at her leg with her other hand.\u00a0 Her fingertips were sore and she growled before sighing.\u00a0 Her claws wouldn’t be too far away.\u00a0 She spread her own thighs and bent to watch, amazed as always.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her labia pushed together until her inner lips were hidden beneath thick skin.\u00a0 She bit her lips hard as her fingers itched to touch herself.\u00a0 To pleasure herself.\u00a0 To fight the heat that began to erode her mind.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She held herself back, watching as skin grew over the hood of her clit.\u00a0 It formed in layers and she felt something shift within as it flowed forward to press against the the puckered skin of her exposed pussy.\u00a0 Golden hairs sprouted around her belly button and among the curl of her pubic hair.\u00a0 She hated to keep herself trim and her hair grew wild down there.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The heat proved too hard to ignore.\u00a0 She reached down, toying with her pussy.\u00a0 Pulling at the shape of it before pressing a fingertip against the place where the labia met.\u00a0 She panted as she pictured herself on all fours with her husband’s pointed cock pressing where her fingers were.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She pushed in, rocking her hips.\u00a0 The tightness was incredible when she changed and she worried, briefly, if her husband would fit.\u00a0 Yet, her wetness drenched her and she relaxed, grunting as she pressed deep within.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Olivia played with a teat as she began to finger fuck herself.\u00a0 She whined, her tongue lengthening, sliding down to lay against her chin as she slapped her hand hard against her pussy.\u00a0 She loved the way the pronounced labia felt against her palm.<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>Especially as she felt it against the soft, leathery pads growing on her hands.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She barked and her legs jerked.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Close, so close,<\/span><\/i> she panted.\u00a0 She had to hurry.\u00a0 She could feel her mind slipping.\u00a0 Losing words as her brain filled with images of her husband.\u00a0 Her changed husband.\u00a0 Fucking.\u00a0 Endless fucking.\u00a0 Pounding.\u00a0 Filling.\u00a0 Mating.\u00a0 Fur and claws and his knot.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Her howl filled the small room but she quickly shoved her arm against her mouth, biting the lightly furred skin gently to try to keep her silent.\u00a0 She bucked against the orgasm and her senses slowly returned.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Yet she couldn’t stop herself.\u00a0 She needed more and two fingers joined the first – her husband knotting her in her mind.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

—<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

With a heavy, satisfied sigh, Olivia sucked at her soaked fingers.\u00a0 Her heart pounded as she glanced lazily over at the bedside clock.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tiny spots of sharp pain pinged inside her belly.\u00a0 She glanced down as she stood and she caught sight of one of her teats being pulled flat.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>Now standing, she pressed her legs together to feel her thick pussy against her thighs.\u00a0 They were pink again but still in the swollen shape of a bitch’s pussy.\u00a0 It throbbed against her soft skin but she could feel it receding already as it slowly pulled back into her body.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She was humming against as she grabbed the vacuum and powered it on.\u00a0 Blonde fur lined the bed.\u00a0 The young woman sang quietly as she began to clean up after herself.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The bottom of her panties slowly slid back to cover her pussy when her labia pulled back into their proper shape.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Keys rattled against the door and Olivia yipped, running to the utility closet to put the vacuum away.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Babe?”\u00a0 a voice called out.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Here!” Olivia answered, trotting to the front door.\u00a0 She wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and kissed him.\u00a0 He smiled and grabbed her ass, his fingers tickling the fur that was still retreating.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“You started without me?”\u00a0 He asked with a smile.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Oh yes,” she answered, pulling away and taking his hand to lead him to the bedroom.\u00a0 “But, don’t worry.\u00a0 I saved plenty for you.”<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

She sat back on the bed as he undressed.\u00a0 Once naked, she lay back and he kissed her.\u00a0 She sighed, rubbing her face against his beard.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Soon,<\/span><\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 Soon she would share her curse with him.\u00a0 It was getting harder and harder to control herself during sex and she needed a proper mate.\u00a0 <\/span>Soon.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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