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“Thank you for calling, and have a great evening.” Diega said as the caller disconnected from the call.

The smile melted away from her muzzle as she wrapped up the notes from her last call of the shift. The snow leopard thought by this point in her life she would be in a better place than working in a call center and living in a crappy studio apartment. She was stuck and she knew it. The job sucked, but she needed the money if she wanted to eat and keep a roof over her head. There was zero chance of advancement as the corporation had a habit of hiring the lowest level of managers externally. At least once a week Diega would scroll through her phone looking for a new job, but everything she could apply for was either more of the same or worse.

Diega wasn’t quite living paycheck to paycheck, but it was close. But tonight she wasn’t going to think about that. Tonight she was going to enjoy herself. Diega went through the routine motions of clocking out and shutting down for the night and hurried away from her cubicle.

On her way out Diega stopped in the ladies room. At the mirror she ran a brush through her hair and visible fur. That done, Diega quickly applied some makeup. Unlike her normal routine of riding a bus back to her apartment and passing out binge watching old sitcoms, Diega had plans for tonight. There was a reunion of sorts planned with her three closest friends from school.

They were going to be meeting at Gerry’s Tavern for dinner and drinks, but knowing her friends she expected it to be mostly drinks. It was a bit of a walk from her call center, but it was doable. It was a cool evening and the sun had already set by the time she walked out of the building and into the city. She fastened the top button of her long coat and turned down a small alley to make her way to the bar.

She didn’t often go this way, the bus stop was in the opposite direction, but she wasn’t completely unfamiliar with the area. That’s why the shop got her attention. It was an old style storefront, with large display windows. The wooden sign hanging out over the street had a stylized cauldron painted on it along with the name, Paul’s Potions & Poisons in a stock fantasy font. Looking into the windows she saw bottles of unknown liquids, bundles of herbs and other various arcane looking items.

Diega came to a full stop in front of the shop. What the hell is this place? Is it just like a homemade soap and essential oil shop? Maybe the owner played a little too much D&D growing up. She glanced at her phone for the time. Screw it, I got time, I just have to see what this place is for real or I’ll be thinking about it all night.

With that she opened the door and stepped inside. An old-fashioned door chime rang the bell as she entered. From against the back wall an old stallion looked up from whatever he was reading.

“Welcome to my store, young lady, my name is Paul, what can I help you with this evening?”

“I’m not really sure, I just saw the sign outside and was curious.”

“You should be careful, you know what they say about curiosity and felines.”

“Ha, Ha, I haven’t heard that before.” Diega’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “But seriously, what do you sell here?”

“Oh, a variety of tonics, tinctures, and infusions. All brewed to aid individuals in life.” Paul gestured to the racks of bottles behind him. “You could say I help dreams to come true.”

“Right.” Diega didn’t believe one word coming out of the old horse’s mouth, but he certainly put on one hell of a show. “So, I never noticed this place before so you must have just opened. How’s business?”

“I’ve been at this for quite a long time, this is just my latest location. As for business, I can’t complain.” Paul shrugged his shoulders. “How about you?”

“Nothing but complaints, really.” Diega shook her head.

“What are you looking to improve? Attracting a partner? A healthier coat and hair? Bigger breasts?”

The leopard glared at the old stallion. “Really?”

“Don’t blame me, it’s a popular request. Personally, I’m more of an butt stallion, but it’s not about my wants or needs.”

“You know what I would really want? To wake up one morning and instead of the same bullshit life, I get the one I was dreaming about.”

“Ah, literally making your dreams come true. I have just the thing!” He turned around and sorted through his racks. He pulled out a small glass bottle. It looked like one of the tinny bottles of booze they used on airplanes. “All you have to do is drink this before bed and your dreams will come true.”

Diega was amused and decided to play along. “And how much would this cost me?”

“Just one dollar.” he said as he placed the bottle on the counter. “A small price, I know, but I’m in this business to make people happy, not to be a millionaire.”

Diega looked down at the bottle then back up to the old stallion. Magic potion to make my dreams come true for just a buck? Yeah right. But hey, he put on a nice performance, it’s no different than dropping a coin in a busker’s hat. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a dollar coin. “Alright, I’ll take it.”

She handed Peter the coin and he handed over the bottle. He then opened the relic of a register to deposit the coin.

“Thank you for your business, enjoy your evening.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

After leaving the store Diega burst out laughing. She looked at the tinny bottle in her hands before slipping it into her coat pocket.

Alright, it made me laugh, that’s worth a dollar. I better get a move on before the girls start drinking without me.

The warm lights of Gerry’s Tavern spilled out onto the sidewalk. Diega hurried up and pushed open the heavy wooden door. It wasn’t hard to spot her friends. A trio of foxes were surrounding one of the high-top tables and Diega made her way to them. Naibi spotted the snow leopard first and rushed over to give her a hug. Naibi stood out even among her friends with her green fur instead of the traditional red. Back in school some teased her as the ‘colorblind vixen’, but Naibi never let it bother her.

“Dee! It’s so good to see you, we were starting to get worried.” The green vixen said as she escorted her friend to the table.

“Yeah, we had to stop Lucia from ordering a drink before you got here.” Cordova smirked.

The crossfox handed the cocktail menu to Diega. The leopard noticed the large engagement ring and wedding band on Cordova’s finger. She had seen pictures on social media, but had been unable to attend the destination wedding. Part of Diega was surprised the vixen had ever settled down with just one guy, but by all outward signs Cordova was enjoying married life.

“Oh please, I was just going to get some water.” Lucia rolled her eyes.

The shortest of the three vixens made up for her height with her large fennec ears that parted her blue hair. Diega had wondered if Lucia would bring her partner, since it would still be all girls, but it looked like it was just her for tonight. The snow leopard wondered if that meant the fennec would get into more or less trouble this evening.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Diega said as she slipped out of her coat, “I had to walk here and you know how it is.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Naibi patted her shoulder. “Now that the gang is all here, how about we start off with a round of tequila shots?”

Cordova and Lucia loudly agreed and suddenly it was like Diega was back in university. The shots were quickly followed by cocktails and the alcohol soon worked tongues loose. Before long the four friends were discussing intimate matters over a plate of nachos.

“Naibi, I heard you finally got that promotion.” Lucia said as she put in an order for another round of shots.

“I did, and it’s so exciting! I’m the youngest captain currently flying for Midalantic. You know I almost giggled like a little girl the first time I picked up the intercom and said, this is your captain speaking.”

Diega laughed along and toasted the vixen with her friends, but inwardly her heart sank a little. She had never even been on a plane and Naibi was flying them all over the world.

“So, Captain Naibi, have you joined the mile high club yet?” Cordova tried to look serious as she leaned forward.

“No, and I don’t plan to. Apart from losing my job if I was caught, I keep myself chaste at all times.” She gently patted the crotch of her slacks. “I found the perfect little thing online. It’s a modern-day chastity belt. I keep the key at home. No male,” she looked over to Lucia, “or female can have their way with me.”

Lucia smirked. “That doesn’t sound like any fun.”

“Fun is relative. Apart from the kinky nature of just wearing one, it has an internet remote controlled vibe built in.”

“Wait, what?” Diega didn’t believe her ears.

“You heard me. I never know where or when but I’ll get a random buzz from a stranger on the internet and next thing you know I need a new pair of panties.”

“Holy shit, really?” Lucia looked impressed.

Naibi nodded. “I can turn it off with an app on my phone when I’m driving or flying for, you know, safety. The rest of the time? Well, if I suddenly start moaning tonight you’ll know what’s happening.”

“How do you manage to be such a prude and a total deviant at the same time? Cordova giggled, “But I guess I’m not one to talk, am I?”

“Going by your spring-break adventures, no.” Diega chimed in.

“Fun times, but I’ve left that all behind me. I’m a one-guy vixen now.”

“I don’t know If I fully believe that just yet.” Naibi chuckled.

“Believe it.” Cordova’s white smile split her dark muzzle. “I can’t get enough of him, or his wonderful cock.”

“No surprise there, you’d need a big guy after everything your cooch has been through.” Lucia giggled.

“Oh shut up! That’s what kegel exercises are for. And it’s more than just his size, which is generous.” She paused while her friends giggled. “It’s the scent, the taste…god I can’t get enough of giving him blowjobs. If I wake up before him and he’s got morning wood I’m helping myself to an early breakfast.”

“I always knew you swallowed.” Lucia shook her head slightly.

Cordova shrugged. “Why waste good cum? I don’t know if it’s all him or that specially healthy diet he’s on, but he tastes better than any drunk frat-boy ever did. I’m practically living off his cum at this point.”

Naibi rolled her eyes. “You sound like an addict, or like you’re cursed.”

“If this is a curse, I’ll happily live under it.”

“With all those blowjobs, does he ever get a chance to just bang you?” Diega asked.

“Anytime he wants, as long as I’m fed first. And I’ve got no complaints about that, either.”

“Enough about your man’s cum, I need a shot as a pallet cleaner now.” Lucia said as she waved down the waiter to order a round of whiskey for the table.

“Sorry, Lucia, I know you don’t like males.” Cordova patted the smaller vixen on the back.

“I like males just fine, I just don’t want to fuck one.”

“Speaking of which, how are things going with your partner?” Naibi asked as she passed out the round of shots.

“She’s doing great. I’m really getting her to open up more every day. She was raised in such a reserved and conservative home, it took her a while to even be alright with kissing in public. But now, I’ve found that little vixen has such a naughty side. In fact, I bought something new on my way here for her to try out once I get back home tonight.”

“Is that what’s in the little black bag?” Naibi raised an eyebrow. “You said it was makeup.”

“I did stop by that one boutique that has the eyeshadow I love, I just dropped it into the bag I got from the sex shop.” She raised the small black paper bag up to the table and gave it a little shake. “You girls won’t believe what I found.”

“Lucia, please, this is a, a…Ohhh!” Naibi gripped the edge of the table tightly and bit her lip. “Mmmm, You know what? Never mind.” She took a deep breath and then a long drink of ice water.

“So, I guess you have the app switched on then.” Lucia laughed as she reached into the small bag.

Her hand moved around inside the small bag for a moment before she finally pulled it out. Diega’s eyes went wide, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. Lucia had pulled on a pink silicone glove. Each finger ended in a different phallic shaped dildo.

Cordova laughed at the sex toy loudly. “Oh my god, put that away before they kick us out!”

Naibi just shook her head as the fennec wiggled her obscene fingers.

“And you think she’ll like that?” Diega said as she pointed to the glove.

“Why not, it’s fun and deviant. Besides, she’s already dropped hints she wants a tentacle themed toy for her next birthday. I’ll just hold her over with my cock-fingers until then.”

There was another round of laughter as Lucia pulled the glove off her hand and tucked it away before they got in any real trouble. Diega knocked back her shot quickly, not even caring that she hated whiskey. She couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. Not just about their money and other material things. It had been a long time since Diega had had any companionship other than a pillow. But these three could indulge in their own kinks whenever they wanted.

“I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m feeling hungry for something more than just bar food.” Naibi said as she flagged down the waiter for the check.

“There’s an Italian place right across the street.” Cordova motioned with her head, “We can continue our little party there.”

“I’m always up for pizza.” Lucia smirked.

“Yeah, sure, sounds good.” Diega said as she dug out her wallet.

By the time she got it out she found out Naibi had already covered the tab. On the one hand Diega was grateful, but on the other she felt like it was just pity towards the one friend working in a call center.

“Thanks, Bee.” she said, hoping to sound sincere.

“It’s nothing, Dee. Come on, let’s get some real food.”

***

The drinking didn’t stop at the restaurant, they just switched to wine. By the time the salad arrived Diega was already starting to feel the alcohol in her system. By the time she was finishing her tiramisu, the snow leopard was properly drunk. The other three were all at least a little tipsy as well so it went unnoticed. Someone covered her meal, though Diega wasn’t sure which vixen it had been. They hugged and said their goodbyes. Naibi, Cordova, and Lucia got into their ride shares and Diega made her way to the closest bus stop. She knew her way well enough that being drunk didn’t stop her from arriving back at her apartment.

She probably should have just kicked off her shoes and passed out in her bed, but Diega was still feeling upset about just how her life had turned out so far. She pulled a bottle of orange juice from the fridge and an open bottle of vodka from the freezer. She sat down in her living room, the only light a dim lamp on an end table and made herself a stiff drink. When the vodka ran out she moved onto a bottle of peach schnapps that was sitting on top of her refrigerator. No matter how much booze she drank, she couldn’t wash away the bitterness of regret.

By the time the clock on the stove rolled over to one, Diega was completely sloshed. She dug around looking for anything else to drink and ended up with the bottle she had purchased at that strange shop. In her current state she mistook it for liquor and twisted off the cap and gulped it down without a second thought.

She coughed and nearly gagged as she dropped the bottle to the floor. It was disgusting, like drinking bath water mixed with rotten vegetables. She stumbled to the kitchen and stuck her face under the running faucet. She lapped at the stream of water, never even thinking of using a cup.

She turned off the water and stumbled back to the couch, her face and blouse wet. At first she just flopped down onto the couch but before long Diega started to pull at her wet blouse and other clothes. She ended up stripping down to her fur. She didn’t feel cold, but pulled the fleece blanket from the back of the couch over her nude body before she passed out. She snored loudly all alone in her apartment.

As she drifted off into sleep, bits and pieces of the night’s conversations mixed in with the fantasy of the dream world. Diega found herself flying high above the world, the wind running through her fur as she flapped her arms. As she flew her arms transformed into a pair of large powerful wings. They were covered in feathers that matched the color and rosette pattern of her fur.

Diega flew into a large cloud and suddenly the scene changed. She was in a nondescript room, the floor covered with pillows. She was on her knees blowing some faceless male. She had given head before, but this felt different. His cock inside her mouth felt so good, almost like she was getting nailed by him instead. She was moaning with pleasure around the shaft before her mouth was filled with his hot and delicious cum. Diega swallowed every drop greedily. She was left panting for just a moment before another male stepped up to replace the first.

Diega lost count of how many guys she blew. At some point a purple haze just seemed to fill the room. Soon she couldn’t see or feel anything. It was like she was falling in a purple void until suddenly, she wasn’t. She was in a huge bed, bigger than she had ever seen in the real world. Beyond the edges of the bed, light gauzy drapes surrounded the bed. Diega was alone and completely naked, she didn’t notice anything was off until she moved her legs and suddenly her feet felt wrong.

Diega looked down and gasped. Her feet were replaced by what she at first thought were talons but when she looked closer each of her toes looked like a cock. When she reached down to touch one she realized the resemblance was more than just skin deep. She felt a strange sensation as her fingers ran over the appendage, reminding her of what it felt like to touch her intimate places. She couldn’t help herself and she started to stroke and rub each of the cock-talons. This was more stimulation than even her dreams could handle and just as the orgasm built to a tremendous mind shattering crescendo, Diega woke up.

It was early in the morning and a cold gray light filtered through the windows of her apartment. She could feel the tingling afterglow from the dream radiating through her body. Diega took a deep breath but something felt wrong. She couldn’t feel her tongue and she couldn’t properly move her mouth. When she went to touch her face she let out a gurgling gasp as her hands were gone. She struggled to sit up on the couch, which was difficult as her hands and arms were replaced with long feathered wings.

Diega shook and flicked the new appendages but other than losing a couple of feathers, nothing changed. She went to get up and as soon as her feet hit the floor a strange sensation shot straight up her spine stopping her immediately. It wasn’t pain, but her feet were sensitive and there were even tingles of pleasure. She looked down and let out another gasp. Gone were her cute little white-furred feet. At first glance her feet and lower legs looked like huge bird talons, but instead of toes and claws three semi-hard cocks pointed forward on her foot, with a shorter one on her heel. She lifted her right leg and found she could flex the toe-cocks, quite tightly if she tried. As they moved and rubbed against each other, however, she could feel the stimulation. By the time she put her foot back down it was already drooling pre onto the carpet.

It’s…it’s like that messed up dream…but what’s wrong with my mouth? I need a mirror!

Diega moved as gently as she could on her new feet, trying to get to her bathroom. Thankfully she had left the door open from last night. She had to swat at the switch with her wing a few times to get the light to turn on. Once it did, Diega got a good look at her face and let out a shocked sound.

Her muzzle was sealed shut along the sides. At the front below her pink nose the unmistakable vertical slit of a vagina replaced her mouth and lips. Her blue eyes were wide with shock and disbelief. She was able to still make sounds from deep in her throat, but she couldn’t speak, she didn’t even have a tongue anymore. She gently brushed over the new orifice with her wing and could feel the feathers tickling her labia and clit.

I can’t talk, I can’t even send a text! And how am I going to eat? I’ll starve to death!

Diega stumbled from her bathroom back into her living room. She tripped up on her own feet and crashed down onto her knees. She stayed there , panting, trying to work out what she was going to do. Then she heard her apartment door unlock.

Diega froze in place, terrified about who could be opening the door. No one had a key, other than the landlord, but why would he be here and just open the door without knocking?

The door opened fully and it wasn’t the landlord. A coyote walked in. He was dressed in a nondescript gray hoodie and jeans. He walked right up to her with a concerned look on his face.

“Are you alright, Diega? It looks like you had a bit of a tumble.”

There was something vaguely familiar about the coyote. Diega didn’t know him exactly, but maybe she had seen him around at the call center or maybe he had an apartment in the same building.

“Anyway, I need to get you your breakfast ready.” He unzipped his jeans and fished out his cock. After a few strokes the red member was getting firm. “Fresh and warm coyote cum. Come on, we can’t have you turning into stone again. Last time I almost couldn’t turn you back, and you ended up draining all my friends dry once you got fleshy again, not that they really complained about it.

At first Diega recoiled but as she stared at the member she started to feel something. It wasn’t desire, it was hunger. She could smell the enticing scent coming off the shaft and she just had to taste it. She leaned forward, and he placed a hand on the back of her head. The coyote gently guided her pussy-mouth to the tip of the shaft.

Diega moaned around the shaft as it stretched her new mouth wide. It already felt better than any cock that ever went between her legs. But more than that the feel, she could taste, even without a tongue she could savor the raw musky male taste, and she wanted more. The coyote didn’t have to push her head to make her swallow more of his shaft. She had never been able to deep throat a cock before, but now it just slid all the way to his swelling knot. Instinctively she bobbed her head back and forth, fucking her own face on the thick hot shaft. It was more than just the pleasure, which was exquisite, Diega was hungry and she needed to be fed.

The coyote moaned and whined, obviously enjoying the exchange as well.

“D-damn! You’re hungry this morning…Wait don’t!”

He tried to pull back but Diega slammed her head forward, swallowing his knot. She let out a muffled cry as swallowed his seed greedily, doing her best to suck every last drop of cum from his shaft. The satisfying feeling of a warm meal in her gut blended with the afterglow. He was left panting, and rooted in place by his knot tying them together.

“Diega, we talked about this, now we’re stuck for a while.” He looked down into her dazed blue eyes and sighed, “Fuck, I can’t be mad at you, you feel so good.” He reached down and scratched tenderly behind her ears.

Diega purred a bit around the shaft, but was otherwise in a daze until the coyote’s knot deflated enough to pull out. After a little clean up and zipping his pants back up, he helped her back onto the couch. Once there, he brushed and groomed her fur and new feathers. As she was cared for, she thought about what he had said to her.

I need to feed on cum, at least one good load a day. It tastes so good now, is this what Cordova was talking about? If I don't, will I turn to stone? Like some kind of curse. Is this whole thing a curse? Then why did that feel so good?

As she pondered the unknown male fished with his grooming. The coyote then looked around the apartment.

“Everything seems ok then. I better get going, I'm running a bit behind. Oh before I go, let me get the window for you.” He went over to the fire escape and opened the large window wide. Diega felt the cold air rush in, but it didn’t seem to really bother her now. He patted her head. “Have a good day, and make sure you get enough to eat. If you can’t find anyone, my friend Jimmy says he’s always up for dinner with you again.” The coyote chuckled as he let himself out, locking the door behind him.

Diega sat on the couch for a moment, at first staring at the closed door before turning her attention to the window. There was something about the cold air running over her feathers that drew her up from the couch. She walked across the floor, now enjoying the little pings of pleasure as her toes brushed against the carpet. Diega paused at the window, looking out onto the city before folding her wings in tight and crawling through the window.

Other than her nipples growing hard, the cold morning air didn’t seem to bother her body now. Diega spread her wings wide and without another thought she leapt from the fire escape. With a few beats from her wings she was now flying.

Ha! Looks like you’re not the only one who can fly now, Bee!

Her thoughts were giddy as she flew up above the roofs of her neighborhood. As she flew, she felt a tingle between her legs. It was like a low level buzz, teasing her original sex. It would come and go as she flew, keeping her excited and on the edge , but never letting her fully come. Diega saw some people glance up at her as she flew by, but they didn’t seem to stare, it was just as if they noticed a bird flying by, nothing more. That confused Diega a bit.

I’m pretty sure I would stare at a perverted harpy if I noticed one flying by. She thought as she circled around the local park.

She decided to try landing and glided down to a park bench. Her cock-talons gripped onto the bench firmly as she came to a stop. Diega was breathing a bit heavy from the exertion and excitement when she noticed a Jogger coming up towards the bench. He was a tiger, dressed in a track suit and as he came closer he smiled at her.

“Good morning, great day for a jog or a flight.” He laughed and waved before continuing on his jog.

Diega waved back with her wing. He treated her like she was completely normal.

That feels weirder than what already happened to me. Maybe he’s just crazy, or is it something else?

She took off into the air again, this time with a destination in mind. There was a convenience store she stopped in all the time for a cup of coffee in the morning. She landed in the parking lot and pushed the door open with her shoulder. There were two people in line who didn’t do more than glance at her.

The young wolf behind the counter smiled at her and called out. “Good morning!”

All Diega could do was just nod back. It was in many ways more unbelievable than her sudden transformation, but somehow everyone took her as being normal. The idea of pouring a hot cup of coffee into her sensitive mouth was far from appealing so she decided to head out. One of the patrons held the door open for her, which she appreciated.

She hopped up onto the dumpster and then up to the roof of the convenience store. Her flight had been exhilarating, in more ways than one, but now she was feeling hungry.

I’ve got a feeling that guy will come back tomorrow morning, but I’m going to need more than just one load per day, especially if I’m going to be physically active. She stretched her wings wide before folding them back in against her sides. It can’t be that hard to find a snack, the city is full of lonely males, I just need to find a few.

Diega’s face didn’t show it but she was smiling to herself. She paused for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her body edging herself before she took off into the sky once more.

***

The sun was setting outside as Diega managed to close the window to her apartment with her feet and legs. It turned out her cock-talons were quite strong, once she got used to them. She also found they could have a lot of fun with other females during her adventures. Diega managed to flick the light on with her wing, she could do that much at least and then flopped back down onto her couch. Her belly was very full and she was more than just content, she felt happy.

That was better than a day in the call center. God, who knew eating could be so orgasmic? She let out a gurgling chuckle as she leaned back on the couch. I hope tomorrow will be just as fulfilling as today was. She stroked her belly with her wings before curling up on the couch and closing her eyes for a contented nap.

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