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All Marcus could hope for was that he would wake up in his old body, with the same old video game posters on his walls, and the same massive, overclocked computer on his desk, with a human version of Brian, instead of the cheetah version that he'd seen naked before, and then, only minutes later, caught in the act of a threesome in the commons.

When a strange sensation that he didn't recognize kicked his consciousness back into effect, he was immediately distraught to find that his hand, as he brought it in front of his view, was still a paw covered in fur, instead of a human hand, covered in flesh.

It was only a little alarming that he wasn't familiar with the sensation that brought him awake again, in comparison, but it would be much more shocking when his mind finally woke up enough to realize what kind of pleasure he was feeling, and what the source of it was.

"I was starting to think you'd never wake up," mumbled Tina, looking rather content to continue slurping her tongue back and forth over the thick, wide head of Marcus' well-endowed manhood. "You're the first guy I've ever met who could stay asleep through something like this...you must have had so much sex that you're bored with it, already! Guess I'll have to step my game up a bit."

Tired, blinking eyes flew wide open in an instant as Marcus realized just what was going on. Looking back over his shoulder, Marcus saw he was the author of his own fate, as he left the door to his dorm room cracked open, and in her lust driven madness, Tina didn't even think about knocking...she just brushed the towel upon his lap aside and did whatever she wanted, which happened to be treating the head of his cock like a lollipop.

"Tina! W-when...when did you...what are you...what the hell, girl?"

"That's not a very grateful way to respond to a wake up call like this, you know," Tina winked at him, keeping the flat of her tongue against the drooling tip of his length as delicate beams of sunlight poured down over her body, giving an angelic glow to the smooth, sandy fur that covered her lower back. Long, blonde tresses of hair fell between her eyes and hung over her neck, still somewhat moist from the shower that she'd been taking earlier, and it was only in that moment that Marcus came to appreciate what a gorgeous shade of icy blue her eyes were. If all of the features of her animalistic body could transfer over naturally, Marcus realized that she'd make a lovely human...and perhaps that was why he found her so attractive.

He refused to accept that the attraction was because she was a lioness in heat, and he was just a male animal with a duty to fulfill. "It was a little b-bit unexpected," Marcus groaned, as he felt the skillful tongue of the lioness brushing along the underside of his shaft. She trailed her way down to the base of his cock, gathering up all of his precum along the way, before she slowly traced the vein that throbbed outward with the very tip of her slippery, pink muscle, following it all the way back up to the slit of his urethra.

To say that Tina was skillful might have been an insult to just how amazing she really was. "Never woken up to a blowjob, before? You poor thing, you! Keep sleeping half naked, and I'll make sure you wake up to one every. Single. Day," she assured him, flashing a quick wink of the eye as she opened her muzzle around the head of his member and finally, she swallowed it into her maw, just gazing up at him with her lust drunk stare and holding his flesh with her mouth. She paused entirely so that Marcus could appreciate what a sensual view it was, and judging purely by the way his jaw hung agape as his cock was smothered with saliva, Marcus was in heaven.

That might not have even been a strong enough comparison; as a human, Marcus was a virgin who had scarcely ever seen a girl naked, except by accident. In his new form, he'd already walked in on a threesome, showered next to a nude lioness, and now, she was going down on him without his so much as asking for it. Somehow, when he changed bodies, it seemed that he changed realities, as well, and by this point, though it was hard to accept, Marcus was sure that he wasn't dreaming.

It simply felt like a dream, and it was one he no longer wanted to wake up from, as Tina masterfully worked her way down the long, thick shaft of his cock. Talented as she might be, it seemed that even she was struggling as her throat milked around the flesh that it could handle, and before long, Tina was gagging in her efforts to take more of his flesh, but she didn't let it dissuade her. She kept lowering her throat further and keeping her eyes on Marcus, as if she was looking for his approval in her every move.

If Marcus could find the confidence to speak, he might have told her that she was a goddess, but instead, all he could do was grunt in pleasure as Tina reached forward with an empty paw and cupped his sack, gently fondling each of the swollen balls that rested within. She gauged his reaction, and when a tiny trail of drool started to spill from the corner of his lips, she grinned around her mouthful and jiggled his sack a little more firmly, able to see just by how tightly his eyes were winced that he was loving every moment of the tease.

Gotta say something...praise her, tell her how amazing she is, Marcus thought, knowing that the average guy would at least have some sort of a compliment to give in such a moment. Of course, he didn't know that the world he was now a part of viewed him as something much more than average, and just the usual dirty talk probably wouldn't meet Tina's expectations.

In the midst of her heat, however, whatever he would be able to muster would be enough. "T-that's...that's good, Tina," he groaned out at first, a very basic statement for the kind of treatment that he was receiving. "You're...so f-fucking good at this!"

Swearing wasn't something that Marcus did too often before, and even in the heat of such a sexual moment, he felt a little bit awkward saying it. Whether Tina could sense it, or she simply thought he was being cute, she giggled around his flesh as she swabbed her own throat with his tip, and finally, she started to draw back from it. Each inch that reappeared was slick with her saliva, glistening in the light of the setting sun and tense to the very limit as Marcus throbbed against her tongue, his inexperience showing, and yet, Tina wouldn't have believed he was a virgin, even if he told her that he was.

"Mnn...mmmm! You've got such a tasty cock, Marcus...but I didn't come here for an appetizer. I want the main course," she growled lowly from the back of her throat, gripping the base of his soaked manhood tightly in her other paw as she continued to work his sack, hoping to churn up a little extra seed in his orbs. "You seem to be feeling much better now...so before you think about running off again, you'd better bury that big, thick cock inside of me and fuck my brains out!"

Marcus couldn't be sure just what time of day it really was. He had no idea how long he'd been asleep for, and though it appeared the sun was setting, it really didn't matter much; his door was still propped open just slightly, and he was sure that everyone on the floor could hear just how loud Tina was growling at him. She was nearly feral in her lust, and by giving herself a quick taste of his manhood, it seemed she'd only worked herself up that much further, to the point that she released his flesh and began to rake her claws down along his chest instead, as if she were marking him for his own. "Tina...I...I ca-

"Don't you dare tell me that you can't," Tina cut him off, narrowing her eyes at him for just a moment as she began to scramble up his resting body. "I could smell it on you, Marc...just how badly you truly wanted me in the shower. I know you're not sick, and I don't know what you're hiding, but you can't hide this from me any longer," she assured him, and on 'this,' she pressed the slit of her womanhood against the very tip of his manhood, allowing him to feel just how wet she truly was. For Marcus, it wasn't just a tease: it was truly educational, and the very first time that he'd felt the heat of a woman against any part of his body, much less his cock.

He wouldn't even think to admit that, however, as she began to slide her slit against his flesh, bouncing her hips against his lap and letting the very tip of his cock glide along her clit each time that she bounced. Riddled with her heated lust, she might be able to achieve an orgasm through that action alone, but it would just be a teaser to a true, full, vaginal orgasm, the kind that still might not be enough to calm her nerves. "If...if that's what y-you really want," Marcus was finally able to come up with a coherent reply, but as Tina worked herself against his shaft, he found it a struggle to talk, as pleasure radiated up from his loins and dared him to take a move that he'd never taken before. In this world, he had quite a reputation for being devilishly skillful in the sack, but at the moment, all he could do was steel his resolve and hold still as a cheerful beaming Tina bounced up higher and finally came to settle her labia around the drooling tip of his length.

Though there was a sudden jab to follow, and Marcus knew his virginity would be lost, the moment seemed to last an eternity for the transformed bull. His eyes drank in every detail of her sex enveloping the head of his cock, and then, the first couple inches of his shaft. He looked up and watched as her face melted into a silly, almost giggling smile of delight as she allowed herself to sink further and further onto the massive rod, and though it felt like a lifetime, it was really only one, quick, thrusting bounce upon his cock...easily a hundred too few for Tina to be satisfied.

For Marcus, it was the first thrust of many to come, and the most pleasurable moment he'd ever experienced.

"G...God, Marc! I c-can't even...take it all!" Tina gasped, taking deep, difficult breaths as she tried to wiggle her hips back and forth, wishing that her body simply had a greater capacity, but when she felt the very tip of her prey pressing into her cervix, she knew that she could literally go no further, despite her best efforts. There was a sublime pleasure, and yet, a frustration to be had in that her body couldn't handle even another inch of the delicious flesh, knowing that she needed all that she could take in order to drown out the fires of her heat.

If she couldn't have the whole of his cock, however, she could at least enjoy all of the yield that it would offer.

Marcus was simply wishing that he could slow time as he tried to drink in the entirety of his situation. The transformation into a bull had been strange enough, and seeing the world around him shift completely only made things worse, but in a human or animal form, he never would have guessed he was anywhere close to his first sexual experience, even in college, a place where sex was rampant and easy to find, if one knew where to look.

He didn't even have to get out of bed.

"It's...it's so tight," Marcus finally uttered something, not knowing how to sound sensual from his lack of experience. It was fortunate that he found the right words, as Tina leaned over to brush her lips across his own at the compliment, grinning playfully at him all the while.

He felt a sudden squeeze around his cock, something that he didn't know was possible, right in the middle of the shaft, as Tina flexed her inner muscles, deciding to pull out all of the stops in her conquest of the muscle-bound male. "Tight and wet, Marc...j-just for you," she groaned, her voice riddled with pleasure as she bounced over and over again on his manhood. "But I bet a-all the girls feel...f-fuckin' tight with a tool like that!"

Marcus still didn't have an appreciation for just how much his body had changed. He never knew how he stacked up against the other guys when he was a human, but as an animal, it seemed that he was packing more than enough to satisfy even the aggressive of females, and though he was still too nervous to move for fear of making a fool of himself, Tina was content to do all of the work, so long as she got her reward in the end.

Feeling that familiar sensation and knowing that he couldn't do much to fight it off, thanks to his lack of experience, Marcus felt his guts twisting up in a knot as panic tried to settle in, despite the overwhelming bliss that ran through his nerve endings like a soothing rain after the scorch of a summer's day. "Tina, I c-can't...OhGod... can't take much more!"

It had only been minutes, and though Tina might have wanted to draw things out a little bit more, normally, she was looking for just one thing out of Marcus at that point, and she licked the flat of her tongue over one of her fangs as she daydreamed about the heavenly feeling of thick, sticky cum spraying across her insides and calming her sex. "Nothing stopping you, big boy...g-go ahead, pump that cum right into me!"

But...but we're not wearing a condom, and I need to last longer than this, it's my first time! Oh shit, what do I do what do I do what do I do?! Marcus managed to keep the bulk of his panic in his mind, and it was all of the natural panic that one would expect of a male in their first sexual romp. He was worried about every detail from minor to major, and while the condoms were a legitimate concern, Tina was more than happy to have him finish as he was.

Marcus, however, wouldn't be happy with just that. Deciding to test a theory he was building, he gripped Tina by the wrists and began to lift her, finding that his new body was more than capable of lifting her body up and away from him. "Heeeey... what's the b-big idea, Marc?!" Tina growled in frustration as her loins were pulled clean from Marcus' length, but she soon got the picture, as he forcefully tossed her back into the corner of the bed. She landed on her backside, propped up on her paws, legs spread wide open and leaving Marcus with the kind of view that would easily kick start the instincts of even the most inexperienced male.

That's right...in the movies, they always do this... he thought to himself, treating pornography as the only sexual education that he really ever had. It was hardly ever accurate to a real life copulation, but in this case, Tina giggled as she bounced against the bed, more than happy to let a presumed alpha male like Marcus, or 'Marc,' have his way with her. And she's giggling just like the girls always do! She really wants me to do this!

"Well," Tina muttered, as she turned her sultry gaze upon the bull once again and spread her legs open that much further, letting an eager paw drift between her legs to spread her labia wide open and circle a pawtip over her buzzing clit, "Were you gonna stare at it all day, or w-were you gonna come and fuck it?"

Unsure of just how long he'd actually been staring into Tina's sex, mesmerized by the view of something he'd only ever seen on a computer screen before, Marcus tried to kick his own urgency into high gear as he moved forward on the bed, crawling across the tiny mattress to his target. Tina licked her lips and stuck her hips out, inviting Marcus to come in closer, and the moment that she could, she wrapped her thighs around his lower back, trapping him into finishing inside of her, if he dared to make the next move.

Gotta do this, Marcus thought, as he tried to hide his nervous gulp from Tina. His eyes traveled slowly up her body, admiring the slim, toned figure of her stomach, the wide, alluring curve of her hips, and the way her breasts heaved gently with each of her heavy, desperate pants, until he finally reached her eyes once again. They were hypnotizing, and for a moment, Marcus felt as though he were outside of his own body, as his hips began to glide forward, pressing the tip of his manhood into her sex once again.

To be ridden by a female for your first time was a treat to behold, but for Marcus, this was the way he'd always envisioned sex.

As his cock disappeared once again, inch by inch into the deliciously wet, painfully tight folds of his lioness, he learned that the vision could never have compared to the reality.

"Yes, y-yes! That's it, Marc! Fuck...harder, now! D-do it harder!" Tina cried out to him, before Marcus was even finished with the first pass of his hips. He felt a small wall inside of Tina, not actually knowing that he was poking her cervix as he brushed the head of his cock back and forth over the spot, seeing how it made Tina's face twist up in an unreal pleasure. Her entire vaginal cavity was ablaze with tense, sensitive nerves, and Marcus could do no wrong as he slowly crept his hips back and urged them forward again, just a little bit harder the second time, allowing Tina to not only guide his actions, but hide his lack of skill.

If her cries of ecstasy were any indication, however, he was a fast learner.

Wow, she's...she's really loving this! Am I just that good? Marcus wondered, realizing that it might have been the first approach to a confident thought he'd ever taken. He still wasn't fully adjusted to his new body, but there was a swelling of pride in the pit of his stomach that he could be better at anything other than the stereotypical nerdy tasks...and he had to run away with the sensation before he lost it forever.

Tina didn't need a skillful partner, right then. She needed a hard, fast, rough fucking, and at the meat and bones of it, an inexperienced bull was just the animal for the job.

"Y-yeah...take it, bitch...take all of my cock..." Marcus grunted, still feeling just slightly awkward in his words, but in the face of such overwhelming pleasure, he couldn't have cared less, as his hips wildly and thoroughly plowed into Tina, pounding her back into the frame of the bed and bouncing her against the rickety construct. She cupped her paws under each of her heaving breasts as they swung from the sheer force of the male pounding away at her body, and her pawtips pinched the sensitive nipples, as if bountiful milk would actually flow from them in her terrible need. "Feels so g-good...you gotta play with your tits?"

"Just cause you're on top-" Tina started to reply, but her voice was lost to a gasp as the new, angled approach of Marcus brushed his cock right up against the soft, small sponge of flesh that was her g-spot. Her back arched, and her hips slammed wildly back against his own as she fully lost control of her actions, panting and writhing upon the cock that impaled her as if she'd been possessed. "M-Marc...you little sneak...m-making me...making me cum like this! Yes!" she cried out, no doubt alerting everyone else on the floor to the fact that her heat was finally going to take a break from assaulting her senses.

Marcus was proud of himself, for lasting as long as he did, but there was nothing he could do when he felt the erratic, random squeezing of tight, slick internal muscles gripping and milking at his cock as if it were the ripe udders of a swollen cow. In his mind, an extra pair of paws was actually working him over, all while he was still fucking Tina, and his body shuddered as he had his first taste of a proper orgasm; the kind that couldn't be achieved by sitting in front of a computer screen with his pants around his ankles. It was different and overwhelming, something that he wanted to approach, and yet, the pleasure was so great that he couldn't keep his own voice down as his swollen, full orbs were squeezed by the tense flesh of his sack, and finally, he emptied his load inside of the eager lioness, bathing her insides with an impressive load of cum.

"Tina...I'm...I'm gonna..." he started to groan, but before he could speak, he felt Tina gripping either side of his cheeks and leaning forward to seal her lips against his, drowning out what would have been a passionate cry with a far more intense gesture. She nibbled at his flesh and kept each of chorus of his moans muffled under her lips, enjoying the feeling of those desperate vibrations against her own flesh as her thighs clamped down on his lower back, keeping him in place with a strength that Marcus didn't know she had. Trapped and loving every moment of it, Marcus could only shiver and wiggle against Tina as his yield was emptied into her, and he felt his own seed swimming back up along the length of his cock as he filled the poor lioness well beyond her capacity, until the slick, heated mess was spilling back down Marcus' own thighs and over the length of his bed spread.

He couldn't close his eyes, despite the kiss. He simply had to watch Tina shuddering helplessly beneath him in the throes of her own orgasm. His eyes feasted on her bouncing, rising breasts, her sex clamping and squeezing around his shaft, and the way that his own cum sprayed across the bed as it found nowhere else to go. The entirety of the experience was more mystifying than the transformation ever could have been, and it wasn't until he felt the last tired, lazy squeezes from Tina that his lips were finally freed...he was still panting.

Panting back against him, as if they were sharing one breath, Tina slowly opened her eyes, with a glaze of satisfied pleasure over each iris. There was a lack of intensity from before, one that told Marcus he'd done exactly what she wanted him to. "G-gonna cum, huh? You sure did, big boy...just look at the mess you made!"

Marcus felt his length slowly deflating, and finally coming free from Tina with a very quiet pop. The equally quiet, and far lewder sound of a spew of his excess cum spilling out afterwards sent a warmth through his cheeks as he looked down in disbelief, watching the mess trickle out of Tina in a lazy, oozing stream. "Oh, shit! Tina, I...I didn't mean-

"Relax, Marc," Tina replied, covering her muzzle with the back of her paw as she giggled at the flustered male. "Like I'd really be going around campus in heat without taking my birth control? C'mon, I've got more sense than that."

"Oh, o-oh...yeah. Of course you do," Marcus replied, sounding every bit as goofy as he felt. He made a nervous smile at Tina, who never let the devious grin fall from her pursed lips. "Good thing, too. I don't think I've ever made that much," he admitted, a half-truth; he'd certainly never been able to produce such seed before, but he'd also never made a mess inside of a woman before, either.

Tina giggled once again and leaned in to press a gentle kiss upon Marcus' cheek. "You certainly don't disappoint, Marc. If this terrible heat starts acting up again...perhaps I'll skip to the main event next time when I give you your wake up call," she offered, winking playfully at him as her legs finally came unglued from his midsection. As passionate and exciting as the moment was, Marcus felt a bit of a hole in his stomach as Tina casually slipped out from under him and out of his bed, without so much as bothering to pick up her clothes...granted, there was no clothing to pick up, and Marcus felt his cheeks burning anew when he realized that Tina came to his dorm entirely nude, as if she didn't have a thought in the world, besides bedding him.

"So, that...that's it?" Marcus asked, turning over to sit upright in his bed as he watched Tina leave. He certainly wasn't going to complain about the view, and he felt an inhuman sense of pride as he saw his own yield pouring down the inside of her thighs, dripping and drooling from her pouting sex with each step she took. "You're just off to your room...?"

"I didn't really peg you as the cuddling type. I wonder if the rumors weren't true after all," Tina said, mostly thinking aloud as she turned the corner and blew a quick kiss to her fling. "Don't worry, Marc. If you're really feeling lonely tonight, you can swing by my place...I'm sure my cunt will need a good pounding again, before the night is through."

Given that porno flicks were the only kind of sexual education Marcus really had to go off of, this kind of ending shouldn't have disappointed him, but despite his exterior transformation, his mind was still very human, and deep in the pits of his instincts, he knew the gravity of what had just taken place for him. Tina might have seen him as an alpha male who had taken whatever female he desired at will, but in truth, it was his first sexual foray, and there was something supremely lonesome inside of his heart as he forced a smile and waved awkwardly to Tina. "Sounds lovely to me, Tina...and you can call me Marcus."

The thought enticed him, to be sure, but in a weird way, he felt that he might value a cuddle even more than he'd value another romp.

**

Morning came earlier than expected for Marcus, who kept his strength up that evening by finishing whatever snacks he found laying around in his room. For the most part, that hadn't changed one bit; potato chips, jerky, snack cakes, and all of the other horrible foods that were cheap enough to buy still littered his meager dorm room.

When the sun came and tickled his cheek to bring him awake the next day, however, his hunger struck like a well-placed fist to the gut, and his instincts told him to find real food.

"Bout time you woke up. Did you really have to leave such a mess on the floor, dude? You could have at least made her wipe up, first."

The voice was one that should have been obvious to Marcus right away, but it took him a moment to process that whatever world he was in now, everything was still parallel, for the most part. That meant that he still had a roommate, and in all likelihood, that roommate still wasn't his biggest fan.

"Sorry, Saul. I didn't think she was leaking that much..."

The words that left Marcus' muzzle didn't feel natural to him, and yet, thanks to the change in his body, they were feeling more and more natural all the time. He couldn't deny that there was a very strong, very male pride in having undergone such a sexual conquest, but there was still an emptiness in his stomach from the way that Tina treated it so casually, right next to the emptiness left by the lack of food in his gut.

"Eh, it happens. Seems like there's always a girl leaving a trail around our floor, anymore. Must just be that time of year," Saul replied, and immediately, Marcus felt a shock go through his system.

The old Saul would have flown off the handle about it, even if it wasn't really such a big deal. He likely would have turned it into a shouting match, uncaring of who they made uncomfortable with their words...now, he seemed to simply brush it off; in fact, he was smiling at Marcus as the bull sat upright in his bed.

Before, Saul was a track star, and one of the fastest sprinters in the state. Now, in this new world, he was a buck, and just judging by the thick muscles that made up his thighs, he was still plenty effective at the sport, as if some of the properties from the other universe carried over to this one.

"You...you're not really mad?" Marcus asked, tilting his head slightly as he stood upright. He was quick to notice that Saul was only sporting a pair of tiny sprinter's shorts and a tank top that barely reached the waistline of said shorts, covering up a slim, but effectively muscled frame; evidently, nudity wasn't as big of a deal in this universe, and overt sexuality was as commonplace as Marcus thought it might be. "You're okay with this?"

"I'm just kinda jealous that it wasn't me!" Saul admitted, winking at Marcus as he shamelessly ogled the bull. The dorm room was small enough that he could have played it off for any number of reasons as Marcus finally prepared for his day, standing upright and looking across his own reflection in the mirror on the back of the door.

He really couldn't have been any different from how he was before: once a short, pasty white nerd with hardly an ounce of muscle on his body, Marcus couldn't help flexing his arms up to the sides, something he'd only done sarcastically before...but now, as he looked, he could see veins rising up through his fur and the surface of his flesh to show off just how powerful he'd become. Abdominal muscles that he never understood the appeal of now lined his torso, and he found himself admiring his new physique almost as much as Saul was. Naturally, being a male, he wasn't going to complain about the enhancement in his nether regions, but even in his wildest dreams, he never would have guessed that he would ever be sporting such a thick, full member, even when it wasn't stiff. It might even prove problematic when he finally tried to find clothes for the day.

Marcus was so lost in his own transformed image that his hearing was slightly delayed. "Wait...jealous?"

"Well, yeah. Some girl comes in and starts giving you a blowjob and you just finish her off...what does a guy like me have to do to get that kind of treatment?" Saul asked, leaning against the frame of his bed and pushing his hips out, making sure that the bulge in his shorts was entirely prominent.

Thinking that perhaps this was just the kind of person Saul had become, Marcus tried to roll along with the act. He wasn't taking it seriously at all just yet, something that he'd come to regret before long. "You could buy me breakfast. I'm starving."

"Eating the yard does get kinda boring after a while, I suppose," Saul suggested. "Let's hit the food court. Breakfast is on me, big guy," he offered, as he swung the door open, uncaring of the fact that Marcus was still entirely nude, and now, exposed to the rest of the floor. "Feel free to put some clothes on...or don't, but I wouldn't plan on making it to breakfast, then!"

Finding more answers to what had happened to him could wait. Marcus was absolutely famished, and if he didn't get real food in his stomach soon, he feared he might slip into an endless circle of eating junk food, having sex, and passing out. While he was sure there was a joke to be made about the college experience somewhere in that mess, he was too hungry to make it...he could only rummage through his dresser and find a pair of loose, comfy boxers and a long pair of athletic shorts, deciding that he liked the top half of his figure too much to cover it up.

Marcus was starting to fade ever so slightly as he made his way through the door. Perhaps, just perhaps, he was starting to decide that he liked being Marc just a little bit better.