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War is hell. 2042 was a powder keg as nations battled over resources. Then the Eastern Coalition marched into the west. The United Forces responded, quick to defend their territory. The initial invasion was bloody as shells rained from the sky, destroying cities and displacing families. The Eastern Coalition moved quickly at first, but as they met the bulk of the United Forces the war came to a standstill. Neither side relenting, it quickly turned to trench warfare.

It's amazing how with all this new technology we still fight wars like we did 100 years ago. Jack thought as he walked the trenches. Jack was the leader of this battalion and had been since the start of this war. He was lifelong military joining right out of high school. Standing at 6'2" he was a natural leader. Jack walked this way at least once a day to check on his men. They needed to see their leader in action to keep up morale. He made sure people were changing their socks and had ammo. It had been quiet for weeks now. Too quiet. Something had to be coming, and when it did, they had to be ready.

Jack finished his rounds and got back to his own section. With him sat Alex, a heavy machine gunner. 6'3" and well muscled from carrying that heavy gun around he was a farce to be reckoned with. Chris who was the squad's sniper and scout. He was a smaller lean guy standing at 5'8" but he could hit a quarter at a half mile. His skill often led him to be arrogant and hard to control. Rob sat next to Chris. He was your typical rifleman. He had only served for free college. The 22 year old had no idea the shit that would come. He stood 6' with an athletic build. Lastly there was Sam. The rookie transferred in pretty recently. He joined to serve his country. He was Patriotic to the bone, yet completely useless. The kid would walk over an exposed land mind if left to his own devices. Still Jack loved his spirit and was determined to keep him safe taking on almost a parental role. The squad sat there, waiting, hoping, for something to happen. Just then they saw a bright blue light get shot over the trenches. At once it exploded sending blue electric waves over the battlefield.

“EMP! Something is happening, get ready!" Jack yelled.

“Comms are down sir!" A soldier yelled back. Just then a loud set of boom and whines sounded through the air.

"Take cover!" Jack yelled as men dove to the ground. Shells hit the ground before exploding releasing a pink gas. "Gas! Mask up!" Jack yelled. The soldiers quickly put on the masks as the gas passed by them. All but for Sam. The young soldier's mask strap was stuck on his pack, as he desperately pulled trying to free it. Jack saw him struggle and got up and sprinted to help. Just as he approached a shell landed next to Sam and exploded, forcing him to take the fall hit of the pink gas. Jack fell to his knees, eye's full of tears as he watched Sam's body start to convulse.

"Medic!" Jack called as he looked away, not wanting to watch his painful death. Jack was sure the gas was liquefying his insides right now. The pain he must be feeling would be unbearable, he couldn't even imagine. He felt the medics rush by him, hopefully they can help the pain.

"What the fuck?! " A medic said, breaking Jack out of his grief. To his surprise Sam wasn't dying, quite the opposite in fact. Sam had grown! The once small man had grown to 6' 5". His muscles ballooned out shredding his uniform exposing all his new mass. Sam let out a loud moan as his cock grew. Jack didn't know how big he was before but no way he had that thick foot long monster he stroked now. As if his size wasn't strange enough feathers began to sprout and his face contoured as a beak formed. With a loud screech Sam came shooting ropes of cum into the air. In mere moments the once lean private was now a muscle bound eagle.

"Sam! Sam!" The medics yelled trying to wake the new eagle out of his daze. Sam's eyes snapped to the two men when he swiftly grabbed the first one's gas mask and ripped it off and brought him into a deep kiss, forcing him to swallow his saliva and breathe in the gas. Sam could see the other try and turn and run from the corner of his eye. He reached out and grabbed the man's leg causing the man to fall to the ground before being tackled and mask ripped off as well.

"Sam stop!" Jack yelled as he fired 3 shots into the eagles back. Sam got off the transforming man turning to face Jack. Cock dripping as he took a step towards the group.

"Fall back!" Jack yelled, as he got up and ran. The squad followed as they hurried down the trench dodging swipes from powerful anthro arms and watching their comrades get raped into more muscular beasts. Gunfire was heard as some tried to fight back, but moans of pleasure soon replaced them as the soldiers were soon overwhelmed. The squad quickly made their way to a concrete bunker they were using to store ammunition and supplies. Jack, Alex, Rob, and Chris quickly got in and locked the steel door behind them.

"Is everyone ok?" Jack asked.

"What the shit was that?!" Alex yelled.

"Some kind of chemical weapon. We need to report this to HQ." Jack said, trying to stay calm.

"Comms are still down asshole how are we going to tell them?'' Chris replied.

"Then what the fuck are we suppose to do now?" Alex yelled.

While the three panicked and bickered Rob stood quiet. His breathing was steady as he thought back to Sam. He transformed into a fucking eagle. He got so muscular, easily taking down those two men and taking those shots like it was nothing. And when he turned, showing off his massive cook, the whole thing was.... hot. Rob's own manhood hardened as he replayed it in his mind. Rob tried to shake himself out of it. This wasn't right, he isn't gay. He felt around his gas mask and it seemed tight. The glass covering one of his eyes was cracked, had his mask been damaged during the chaos? Rob's breathing became labored as his clothes began to get tight. This wasn't good.

Bang bang bang. Rang from the door quieting the room.

"Boys open up. Let me share this gift with you." Sam said.

"You're not Sam, Fuck off you monster or we will shoot!" Alex yelled.

"Yeah, that worked well last time. It's still me guys, just better. I evolved, I got swole. My muscles are huge. I got this sexy 8 pack now so defined you can see my sweat drip off them through my feathers. My new juicy cock is a foot long and as thick as a soda can and always hard. Constant pleasure fill's my body and soul. Open up and you can feel and look as good as me." Sam said.

"Fuck off nobody wants to be like you Freak!" Alex yelled back, not seeing Rob shaking in the back.

"Jealousy is ugly color. I left the orgy at the front because I care about the squad. Don't blue ball me. How about the first one to open the door gets to worship my musky dripping cock." Sam said seductively.

Rob couldn't take anymore as he pushed the guys aside and rushed to the door. Before

anyone could stop him he unbolted and opened the door then dropped to his knees. Rob ripped off his mask to reveal a black nose and whiskers. He promptly shoved his new nose into Sam's

heavy smelly balls taking a deep breath before starting to lick his cock with his rough tongue. Rob's changes picked up speed as golden fur began to sprout as his uniform began to rip at the seams as his body grew.

"Ohh, good kitty. Someone is going to be a sexy cougar." Sam said, petting the back of his head. While the monsters were distracted Jack quickly opened up a hatch on the floor.

"Let's go, this tunnel takes us to the city. Go!" Jack yelled.

"Where are you going, don't you want to see your future?" Sam asked with a chuckle as the squad dropped into the tunnel. Jack shoved his rifle into the hatch behind him jamming the door. Jack, Chris, and Alex took the tunnel and escaped. They walked towards the war torn town. It had been long evacuated and much of it had been destroyed by the shelling. They walked through the ruins at a quick pace. If they could get through the city and over the next set of woods they could regroup with their HQ. Hopefully sooner if they run into a patrol.

"Keep your eyes open. We don't know if those bastards made it this far and I don't have a weapon." Jack said. Chris struggled to look down his scope while wearing his mask. He constantly fidgeted with it and tried to find an angle where he could actually see. Frustrated, he ripped off his mask.

"Chris, what are you doing?!" Jack yelled.

"I can't see!" Chris replied. "How can I be a scout if I can't see anything?!"

"We could get bombed again at any time, put it back on. That's an order." Jack said sternly.

"No way, if we hear bombs I'll just put it on again. We're 10 klicks from the front we

will be fine." Chris answered.

"Jesus Christ!" Jack sighed. "Look it's late and we're almost out of light. Let's hold up

and get some sleep. Since you're so defiant you can have the first watch." He said pointing at Chris.

Chris rolled his eyes as they found shelter. The sun set and Jack and Alex layed down as Chris watched over them. Chris sat by the window, grumbling. Eyes watching the street, making sure they weren't followed. Unknowingly breathing in the lingering gas that had stained his clothes. An hour of nothing goes by when Chris starts feeling a little horny. He looks back at the guys and sees they're dead asleep. Won't hurt to rub one out quickly he thought. Chris freed his 5" cock and started jerking thinking of his favorite porn star. For some reason she wasn't doing it for him. He thought back to his girlfriend back home with no luck. He thought back to all the nasty porn he's cum to, but nothing gave him release. Frustrated and hard he looked back at his sleeping comrades. As his eyes settled on Alex his cock twitched. Mmm yes Alex. He thought as he started stroking again. He was a big guy standing at 6'3". Always working out and carrying that heavy gun gave him amazing definition. I had seen him shirtless plenty of times, can't believe it took me this long to notice how hot he is. He thought as he picked up the pace. I bet he has a fat cock hidden in there. He thought looking at Alex's crotch. Chris was so close, but he needed more, he needed to see it. Crazy from being on edge he snuck up to Alex and carefully pulled out his cock. It was beautiful. A 9" idol worthy of adoration. Chris licked up and down the shift before swallowing the whole thing until it was completely hard.

"Wha..." Alex said as he woke up only to see Chris quickly pounce, ripping off his mask and bringing him into a deep kiss.

Jack awoke what he thought was clapping. He got up to discover it wasn't clapping but his own troops fucking. Chris was riding Alex as Alex groped Chris' ass. Red fur was spreading up Chris' body as scales seemed to be spreading across Alex.

"Oh dang, we woke him. While you're up I got another hole." Chris said, pointing to his mouth. "Let me suck your cock."

"Sir I'm sorry, he just jumped me. My body won't stop. I don't want to stop. This infection, it's messing with my head." Alex said.

Jack reached for his weapon before remembering he had used it to jam the door. He looked over and saw their weapons by them. No way to reach them without getting grabbed by the horny monsters. Jack looked around the room trying to think of a plan. He saw the fire escape by the window and ran towards it.

"Sir please, join us. It feels sssso good." Alex said as his tongue split.

Jack took one last look before hopping out the window and taking the ladder. He took a few steps down, but the escape took damage from the war and the ladder broke causing Jack to fall. He hit the ground hard and heard a loud crack. Pain filled Jack as he held back a scream and reached for his leg. He felt blood and he could see bone. There was no time to patch it up, those monsters could be there any minute. He got up and limped off. into the dark. Jack limped for what felt like hours. Pain from his leg making him dizzy. Hoping, praying he would come across a patrol.

"Jack!" A deep voice rang out. Jack turned to see his once squad and one massive bear approach. Jack stood his ground. No way he could run from them in his condition so if he was going to go down he would go down honorably. As the bear got closer he could tell just how much bigger the 9' grizzly was compared to the others. His gray fur, thick and luxurious, draped over bulging muscles, giving him an imposing presence. His broad shoulders showed immense strength, each muscle rippling beneath his fur as he moved. His arms are like tree trunks, massive and powerful. His chest is expansive, adorned with a thick mane of fur that accentuates his masculinity. As he moves, you can see the definition in his legs, each step a display of raw power. Despite his size, there's a gracefulness to his movements. Even though Jack knew he was the enemy, he couldn't help but to be impressed.

“So you must be the famous Jack I've heard so much about. Your comrades really care for you know. They have been singing your praise this whole time, especially the young eagle." The bear said as Sam blushed and looked away.

“Who are you?" Jack asked.

“My name is Anton and I am the leader of the Easter Coalition. I used to be a scientist in the bio weapon department, but there was an accident and well this happened." Anton said, gesturing to himself.

“So now what, are you going to rip off my mask and rape me now?" Jack asked.

“Let's hope it doesn't come to that now." Anton said with a chuckle. “I don't need to rip off your mask because you see that gas I bombed you with is what I produce naturally. It's my pheromones and there is no filtration system strong enough to filter it when it's this potent. My scent demands loyalty, that's why I always come to the front. Once they smell me they fall in line, like your comrades here. I won't rip off your mask because while you're already breathing in my scent it will take a while for anything to happen and it gives us a moment to talk."

“Talk about what?" Jack asked.

“Jack, you are a commendable leader. Beloved by your men and ever determined to finish the mission no matter what. The fact you were limping with that broken leg to try and warn your comrades is proof of that. I want that type of leadership and determination in my own ranks. Jack, I want you to become one of my generals." Anton said.

“What?!" Jack exclaimed.

“There are great benefits to being my general. First of all you get to stay in command of your men. Continue to lead them to victory, just victory in my name. You get to have whoever you want, even me. My generals and I share a special bond. You would be an elite member in the new society. With you leading using your knowledge we can also severely limit any casualties on either side, you'd be saving lives. What do you say?" Anton asked.

“Do it Jack!" Sam said. “Let's be a squad again."

“Pleasssse Sssir. Join usss." Alex hissed.

“There is nobody better suited Sir." Rob said with a big smile.

Jack wasn't sure if it was Anton's scent making his mind cloudy, but the handsome bear was starting to make sense. He was doomed either way, why not? If he got the opportunity to stay with his men and get some additional perks it didn't make sense to turn it down. Especially when those perks included those sexy beasts sucking on his cock.

“I'll do it." Jack said.

“Excellent, but you must do something before I can accept you as my general." Anton said.

“What?" Jack asked.

“Grow," he answered. The command sent shock and of pleasure through Jack. It was a command that hit him in his very soul. “This is all conditional. I will not have a weakling leading my armies. Show me how much you want it, let's see how determined you really are to serve under me."

A shiver went down his spine. He wanted it, oh god he wanted it, he would get big. He'll show him he is right to lead. He's going to become a mountain of muscles and show his troops their place. His own cock became painfully hard at the thought.

Anton sat down on a pile of rubble and stroked his hard 3' cock a few times before looking at Jack and asking “Well? What are you waiting for?"

Jack ripped off his mask and quickly limped to the bear and shoved his face in his baseball sized balls as he took in a deep breath. He pleasured the bear with his hands as he took breath after breath. The bear was right. This scent demands loyalty, the scent of a perfect being, his Master. The air was heavy in it and Jack wished he could drink it down. Jack knew his Master's pleasure came first to his, so he removed his nose from his sack and began licking up and down his shaft. He was so focused on the cock in front of him he didn't notice his own changes. Soft tan short fur began to spread across his body as it began to grow. His clothes began to get tight as muscles expanded.

“Good boy, keep growing, flex and bust out your old uniform. Shred it to pieces as you shred apart your former life. Let me see your evolution." Anton said.

Jack obeyed as he flexed as hard as he could as the clothes nearly exploded off his body exposing his new muscles to the air. Jack's squad cheered him on as they began touching themselves or neighbor as they enjoyed the show. Jack got back to the task at hand as his face began to push into a muzzle as his nose and mouth turned black. His ears shifted to the top of his head as a gorgeous mane grew in going down from his head down the back of his neck. A tail pushed through from just above his ass as silky hair now swayed back and forth. With his muzzle complete Jack was brave enough to take his master's whole length and began bobbing his head while swirling his new longer tongue around the shaft. His efforts causing Anton to moan in pleasure which spurred Jack on as he picked up his pace. Jack's cock grew and flared out as it reached 3' as his balls swelled to the size of baseballs filled with prime horse seed. Jack could feel that his master was close as he picked up the pace, trying to suck out his cum like if his life depended on it. Anton grabbed the back of his head and pushed his whole cock into him as he came with a roar, forcing Jack to drink his whole load. The cum fueling one last growth spurt from the horse. The sensation causing Jack to cum a gallon of his own spunk on the ground. Anton pulled out allowing Jack to catch his breath.

“Stand, let me see the new you." Anton ordered.

Jack stood to his new height of 8'6" his muscles that ripple beneath his sleek fur, exuding strength and power. His physique is imposing, with broad shoulders and a deep chest. His legs are sturdy and muscular, capable of carrying anyone effortlessly across any battlefield. He saluted and waited, allowing the bear to inspect him. Anton's hands explored his new soldier. He groped his massive pecs as he teased his nipple. Jack's knees wobbled, but he kept his posture.

“Yes, you came out perfect. You'll make a fine general. My stallion." Anton said.

“Thank you Sir. I look forward to serving under you. May I address the troops Sir?" Jack said. Anton nodded and Jack turned to face them. “Line up!" Jack ordered as they quickly got in position as they saluted, waiting for the next order. Jack took a moment to appreciate their bodies. He never really got to see their final forms. Looking at them with new eyes it was amazing he could resist them for so long. Sam the younger small guy became a beautiful and muscular 6'5" eagle with a 12" dripping cock. Rob stood there at 6'9" now a cougar. His golden fur was short showing off his well defined body. His 15" cock begged for attention and Jack was excited to make that kitty purr. Chris kept his lean figure in his transformation. The new fox stood at 6'3" and even though he was not very muscular his hips made up for it. He had wide breeding hips that would put any woman to shame. His bubble butt bounced with every movement he made. His 10" cock was cute, but won't get much attention from here on out. Alex was big before but now he put the rest of them to shame. The now 7'5" purple cobra towered over his comrades. His hard scales amplified how strong he looked. His body could have been sculpted out of marble it was so well defined. He stood on two legs as a powerful tail laid behind him. His 20' cock was out of his slit ready for action. Jack moved towards the group smiling as he approached Sam.

“Sam when I thought you were getting killed by that gas I was in tears. I have cared for you since you joined. In turn you cared so much for the squad and I that you never gave up following us all the way out here as we foolishly ran. Your love for us is moving. You are no longer a private, you will be my right hand man as we lead our troops." Jack said as he gave Sam a tender kiss as he stroked his cock. Jack broke it off as he moved down the line feeling up his soldiers before getting to Chris. “Chris, your disobedience and attitude compromised the mission. You cannot be trusted on the battlefield, I won't let you get others injured or killed. You are getting demoted from soldier to my cock sleeve."

“That doesn't sound like a demotion to me." Chris said as he looked at Jack's cock and licked his lips. In one swift movement Jack grabbed the back of Chris's head and threw him to the ground. He hit hard, knocking the air out of him.

“Soldiers stand and salute. Sluts belong on the ground or on their knees." Jack growled. Chris dared not to look up and crawled up to Jack as he began to lick his feet. “Good, you're learning your place. Use that mouth for more than being a smartass."

“Excellent leadership my stallion." Anton said as he approached the horse and wrapped his arms around him and nibbled his neck. “We must get back to the trenches however. We need to reorganize and plan our next step. I want you to lead it. We're taking your old HQ. Can you do it?"

“Yes Sir. In fact, I already have a plan." Jack said with a wicked smile.