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Aaron sighed, brushing his long blonde hair back out of his face with irritation. How had it all come to this? He'd been looking for a night of fun out with friends. Steve and Damon had all been stoked about this party, but when they'd gotten there, it had seemed like a dud. It was pretty much all a bunch of dudes, milling around, drinking cheap beer and making small talk about various local sports teams and the games they won or lost or macho movies with big men with big guns and hot women with...well, with big guns of their own. Not Aaron's typical scene.

Still, though, he was here, and apparently this party had some interesting ideas of what fun meant.

"Come on, Aaron. Everyone else is doing it."

Aaron grumbled, looking at the innocuous pill resting in the palm of his hand before turning his gaze back towards the man egging him on. "I know everyone else is doing it. But-"

"You were just complaining that it was a sausage fest here. Just a bunch of guys hanging out, tossing back a few beers, nothing really going on for entertainment. Well, we got the entertainment right here." Steve grinned as he held up the pill, wiggling it tantalizingly between his fingers. "Entertainment that'll last all night. You got a fifty-fifty shot: either you're gonna get super studly for the evening, or..." his grin only got wider. "Well, studly or real popular, one of the two."

Damon flopped down on the couch next to Aaron, stretching out luxuriously. "It's totally legal, too. Legal, safe...mmm...Nanodyne Pharmaceutical has a standing money-back guarantee for all of their products if you're not completely," his gaze slid sideways to consider the more hesitant member of their group, "satisfied."

"You already took yours, didn't you?" Aaron accused.

"'Course I did. No point in dragging things out," Damon smiled, looking pointedly at the pill resting in Aaron's hand.

"Speaking of," Steve smiled, and popped his pill into his mouth, swallowing it down with the aid of a mouthful of beer. "What're you waiting on, Aaron?"

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The changes started with a feeling of warmth spreading through the pit of Aaron's stomach. It was actually quite pleasant, he had to admit. The warm effervescence bubbled through him, making him sigh softly with pleasure, arching his back as he lay back on the couch. A rush of euphoria came with it, Aaron's pupils dilating wide.

"Mmm, looks like the changes have started," Steve commented, grinning widely, his teeth flat, broad, and very white. If his own changes so far were any indication, Steve was becoming a horse, his hair narrowed down into a mane, forelock draped down over his forehead, ears slipping up to the top of his head and growing long and pointed, his chest growing broad and muscular. Aaron couldn't help a slight flush as an additional rush of heat went through him. Wow. What was that about?

"Yup," Damon agreed. His own body was growing similarly muscular, tawny fur spreading over his body. The ropey, tufted tail squirming out of the end of his spine hinted at what he was becoming, but the wild hair growing out around his head and face clinched that Damon was becoming a lion. There was that distracting rush of heat again, too. "Your nose is twitching."

Aaron's hands flew up to his face. He could feel it pushing out, mouth and nose starting to merge together into a blunt muzzle. There wasn't any pain to it, just a warmth and pressure. "Oh, wow...I'm really changing, aren't I?"

"Yup. You might want to take your clothes off, though. Don't want to ruin 'em." Steve stripped his shirt off over his head, showing a wide expanse of short chestnut fur.

"N-no, thanks. I'd rather keep 'em on...for now..." Aaron couldn't help an eager tremble, his ears flicking back. Huh, they were getting long, too, moving up to the top of his head.

"Well, don't blame us if you rip 'em growing all big," Damon chuckled, running a paw through the fur over his chest.

"They seem to be doing okay." If anything, his clothes seemed to be getting baggier. Was he getting smaller? Well, that was hardly fair, Steve and Damon were getting big and muscular, and if those bulges in their pants were any indication, they were getting hung, too.

"You are getting kind of cute, though." Damon's eyes were hungry as they turned yellow and predatory, looking Aaron up and down.

Aaron couldn't help but blush, squirming slightly, feeling fur slowly growing out all over. Maybe taking off his clothes wouldn't be quite such a bad idea; fur under his clothes itched. "Shut up. You're the ones who wanted me to take that damn pill."

"Yeah, but that didn't mean that we knew you were gonna get all cute and stuff." Steve leaned in with that same wide grin, one hand reaching up to rub over Aaron's chest. As he reached the smaller man's nipple, Aaron couldn't help a swift, hissing intake of breath. God, it was /sensitive/.

"Really cute," Damon agreed, the lion letting out a deep, purring rumble. "Looks like you might've pulled the short straw, getting to be the entertainment instead of being entertained."

"Don't say that," Aaron gasped out. Still, he couldn't help but arch into Steve's hands on his chest, nipples tingling, sending shocks of pleasure through his body, making his ears and tail twitch. Wait, tail? He turned to look over his shoulder, just managing to spy a short cotton fluff right at the top of his ass.

"Really?" The horse nickered softly, tracing his thumbs over both of Aaron's nipples in small circles, bringing his attention back to the teasing. "Looks like you're getting a nice little pert pair of breasts, here. But it's hard to say with you still wearing all your clothes."

Aaron's immediate protest was cut off by the horse's hands slipping up under his shirt, hoof-capped fingers teasing over swollen nipples. His arguments melted away into a soft, needy whimper, chest pressing forward into the oddly pleasurable sensation. He couldn't actually be turning into a girl, though, could he? His nipples had never been that sensitive before, though...

His musing was ended in a yelp of surprise, though, as a rough, padded pair of paws grabbed his pants and yanked them down, popping the button off of his fly as the waistline passed his flared hips. "Damon? What the hell do you think you're doing?!?"

"Getting a good look," the lion growled eagerly in reply. "Looks like you're getting to be a cute little bunny girl, and I want to see it all."

Aaron trembled, unable to help but squirm as Damon pushed his legs apart. He couldn't bear to look, but he could feel the absence, a warm, wet void between his legs that begged to be filled, leading up inside of him. "C-come on, Damon, I'm a g-g-guy. W-we've been friends for years..."

"Not looking very much like a guy to me," the lion growled out in reply, his muzzle dipping down. Aaron could feel the feline's panting breath across his heated nethers.

"N-no, but really, I-OH MY GOD!" he was cut off by a squeak of pleasure as something warm and pliable ground up between his legs. It dragged up along him, spreading him apart, before pressing over what was left of his cock, sending a shock of pleasure tingling all the way up and down his spine, electric pleasure grounding itself out through his painfully hard nipples.

"You don't taste very much like a guy, either." Damon grinned up from between Aaron's parted legs, licking his lips hungrily. "Taste like one hundred percent grade A girl. And a horny one, at that."

The lapine's protesting reply was cut off by another gasp when Damon's muzzle dipped back down, tongue slipping out to drag over Aaron's femininity. The feline tongue parted his sopping wet lips, rough texture of it nearly overstimulating to his new female bits, and Aaron's hips ground against the lion's muzzle again and again, starting a steady, fluid, needy rhythm. "God...don't stop." The bunny couldn't help but shiver at the sound of his own voice: soft, breathy, and undeniably feminine.

"No need to worry about that, but I think, mmm, that you're forgetting someone," Damon rumbled.

"What? Wh-who..." Aaron leaned his head back against the couch, mouth falling open in an eager moan as Damon's tongue dug particularly deep. Who Damon was referring to was quickly made apparent, though. A thick maleness slipped past the bunny's lips and filled his muzzle, a spill of precum leaking from the urethra jutting out of the flared cockhead.

"Me. Can't ignore me, pretty bunny." Steve grinned widely, leaning over into Aaron's field of view. "Don't worry, though. The lion and I are gonna take good care of you." He reached down, stroking the side of Aaron's muzzle. The equine's hips ground forward further, pushing the thick head of his cock into the rabbit's throat, making a lewd bulge. Steve didn't stop until he was hilted, heavy balls resting right against Aaron's wildly twitching nose.

Aaron could only muster a strangled moan in reply, his body arching helplessly against the equine. His nose huffed hard, breathing deeply of the scent of aroused horse, and shame fought against building arousal as the scent filled his mind. On some level, he wanted to protest, to cry out that he was still male, but it felt too damn good to have that tongue teasing between his legs, that thick cock throbbing against his tongue, and that unmistakably male scent filling his mind. Rather than pull away, he ground closer, eyes lidding deeply with his pleasure as he took Steve's cock without further complaint.

"Ahh, there's a good bunny." The horse's grin spread all the wider, hips starting to rock rhythmically into Aaron's muzzle. "Fuck, your muzzle's nice."

"I bet her pussy's even better," Damon growled out, his muzzle pulling away from between Aaron's legs, drawing a protesting whimper from the rabbit. "Got it all nice and warmed up."

Aaron squirmed as he felt Damon moving against him. His hands shot down to cover himself, trying to find some protection from the lion, but a pair of strong hands found his wrists, holding them out of the way. "Now, now." Steve chuckled from above, hands tensing around Aaron's wrists. "I think that Damon has earned a little sugar from you, bunny. Besides, we both can smell how much you need it."

"And you do need it, bunny," the lion smirked. "I can smell the heat on you." He pressed closer, hips forcing her thighs apart, and for the first time, Aaron could feel Damon's slick, throbbing shaft against his nether lips. Squirm as he might, the bunny couldn't pull away, and increasingly, he wasn't sure he wanted to. The hunger in the pit of his stomach was only growing.

"That's it. Just relax. You'll love it, just like you love my cock down your throat," Steve chuckled, his grip loosening as Aaron stopped fighting it.

Aaron flushed deeply, out to the tip of his ears, but his expression was washed blank with pleasure as Damon pressed forward, the lion's thick cock parting his nether lips and slipping easily into his eager body. Countless small barbs on the feline's shaft teased over his inner walls, and the rabbit squirmed. He could feel each pulse of the lion's strong heart through that cock buried to the hilt in his tight lapine sex.

Oh, god. He was loving it! She was loving it, the feeling of being undeniably feminine, being filled on both ends by two strong males. The feeling of fullness, the scents, the way the pleasure made her head spin, it all wound up into a cocktail of ecstasy that had her writhing between her two friends, starting to move with them. She wanted this. She wanted them to cum for her, in her, on her...

And it turned out that she didn't have long to wait. Damon had a bit of a hair trigger, it seemed, the lion roaring out in pleasure as he let loose. Aaron could feel his cock pulsing, the barbs on it flaring out with each heavy throb. His tight feline sac pulled up, almost seeming to pulse as well as his swollen leonine balls shot their load deep into her body, hot ribbon after ribbon of cum filling her up and drooling out around the edges. It made a mess of her fur, but she figured she didn't care, it just felt too damn good to know that her friend hadn't been able to hold back any longer.

"Done already, Damon?" The stallion pulled back, slipping out of her muzzle with a gasp from the bunny.

"Mmm, it's these barbs, man. They make it sensitive as hell." Damon chuckled softly, pulling his softening, spent cock out of Aaron's well-used pussy, drawing a helpless moan from the lapine. "I don't think she's complaining, though."

"She doesn't look like it...but then again, you didn't manage to get her off, either." Steve chuckled, moving around the supine rabbit, her chest heaving in time with her panting breaths. His hooves clopped heavily against the floor. "She needs someone to finish her off, isn't that right, Aaron?"

"Finish me off? Hell yes," she groaned eagerly, a hand slipping down between her legs. They came back slick with a mixture of fluids, and she couldn't help but slowly lick them clean. If just sex as a woman felt that amazing, how would actually getting off feel?

"Good. Because I'm not done yet, either." Steve grinned, showing broad, flat teeth in his equine muzzle. He slipped between Aaron's still-spread legs, pressing the blunt head of his cock to her entrance.

"God, you're so huge, though...will it even fit?" Damon couldn't resist giving commentary from the sidelines, having located a beer to sip on while he recovered.

"Oh, yeah, it'll fit," the horse replied, grinning even wider. "All these pills are designed to be compatible, so it wouldn't matter if I had a six inch long dick, or a six inch wide dick, she'd be able to take it." Suiting action to word, he pressed forward, and Aaron's mouth dropped open in a wordless cry. Pressure mounted higher and higher as that flared equine tip ground to her entrance, slowly stretching her, until it slipped in past the tight, muscular orifice in a rush, burying the first six inches after it.

"Jesus!"

"Told you...ngh...she could take it!" the stallion shuddered, his skin twitching with pleasure, tail flicking behind him. He drew back until just his tip was still inside of the rabbit, then thrust forward again, the sheer size of him forcing a rush of cum and feminine nectar out around the lewdly stretched entrance. Again and again he thrust, building up a steady rhythm.

Aaron couldn't help the moans bubbling up in her chest as she rocked back against him. Each thrust pushed that massive stallionhood deep into her body, and her body simply took it without complaint.

"Tight, isn't she?" Damon grinned. "A prime piece of ass. Glad I got to have her first."

"Hung like I am, she still feels brand new." The horse grunted eagerly, picking up speed as he pounded into the rabbit with each thrust.

Words failed Aaron, her breath coming harsh as her pleasure rose higher and higher. She ground her hips eagerly back against Steve's thrusting, squeezing down tightly around his cock. It felt like a spring being wound in the pit of her stomach, tighter and tighter, the tension building towards some ineffible peak. Every detail of his cock was laid out against her sensitive walls: the flared, equine head, the thick medial ring, and each and every vein throbbing in time with his powerful heartbeat. She knew that her peak was coming, and coming soon, her body ready to tip over the edge. "F-fuck..."

"You hear that?" Steve grunted out, a wide smile showing broad, white teeth. "She's into it...she can't wait for it." He couldn't help a groan of his own, hips starting to move faster. "But don't worry, Aaron, you're not going to have to wait for long. Such a nice, tight box..."

It turned out, though, that Aaron was the first to crack, letting out a helpless wail of pure bliss. Climax washed over her, the rabbit's pussy clenching tightly around the shaft filling her up, squeezing around the flared maleness in great, rippling clutches. Her hips rocked against Steve's in small, needy rolls as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her body. It flowed from the swollen nub of her clit, rebounding against the sheer mass of the equine shaft filling her, reflecting off of it redoubled as it travelled up and down her spine.

She barely noticed the stallion on top of her whinnying out his own pleasure, but Aaron could feel him, that cock throbbing deep inside of her, swelling larger. Then, thick rope after rope of equine seed spurted into her willing, eager pussy, pushing past the barrier of her cervix to pool directly in her new womb. The sheer volume of the horse's generous load made her belly round out slightly, but her body took it all without complaint.

It seemed to take hours for Aaron to come down from her climactic high, but come down she did, panting and moaning. She could feel Steve's cock still buried deep inside of her, slowly softening in the wake of his peak, and she couldn't help but give a small squeeze around him. "Oh, god..." She blushed deeply, a hand slipping up to rest on her belly, where she could feel that hot load pooled deep inside of her.

"Told you you'd have a good time." Steve smirked. He took a moment to adjust before pulling back, softening cock slipping out of her tunnel with a lewd, wet noise, accompanied by a rush of mingled sexual fluids. "Just need to let your hair down sometimes."

"Right," she replied, grimacing, feeling those hot liquids soaking into her soft fur. "Like I'm ever letting you talk me into this again."

"Again?" Damon smirked, the lion's tail giving a flick behind him. "Given how likely it is that you got knocked up by this, it might be permanent. Didn't you read the fine print?"

"WHAT?!?"