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So You've Been Transmogrified: Kat and Kyle

Kat wasn't really sure what to expect, she never, well noramly never was in this part of town. There wasn't anything particularly attractive about it, but it wasn't unpleasant. She knocked at the door, the apartment was on the fourth floor of a six floor walkup. She took a deep breath as the door opened. A man in his twenties stood there open staring back at the auburn mare who now felt a twinge of embarrassment.

"Uh, hi is Kyle here" she asked sheepishly.

She was dressed in khaki pants and a large sweater.

"Kat... good to see you" The first man moved over as a gold colored stud of a horse walked into the hall.

"Yeah, it's nice to see you to" she said taking him in.

"You look really nice" he said coming in closer.

He smelt really good to her, like really good. She bit her lip taking in a deep whiff of his scent.

"Would you two like to come in" the man who had opened the door asked.

Both snapped out of their own delusions and stood nervously side by side for a second before Kyle beckoned Kat to enter. Kat had a much nicer place on the other side of town, Kyle knew that but had insisted that he cook her a meal in his own home, well it was half his as his roommate was still there. She appreciated just how much effort her boyfriend was putting into them. She would have to show him her gratitude later on. The apartment itself wasn't that bad either, it only had one bedroom but the rest of the space was large enough for two people to get on without killing one another. She looked over at Kyle whose was trying to get his friend out the door quickly. After a few minute he succeeded, his friend patted him on the shoulder giving him a wink and was gone. Kyle wore only a pair of shorts and a tank top. Neither of them had one clothes that particular enhanced their bodies, mostly because there new measurements would have demanded a sizable stipend on such luxurious. Two glasses of wine and an open bottle sat on the table in the kitchen. Kat was already seated when Kyle finally sat down bring with him two plates of salad.

"It looks really good" she said.

Picking up a fork and taking a bite, it was she had never doubted that. Kyle was apparently a man of many talents. Both ate for a time talking and enjoying the others presence, finally after a time both sat back in there chairs siping the last of their wine, each had a bottle to them now.

"Now that was a fine meal" Kat proclaimed looking upward and toatsing to nothing particular before taking a long sip to finish her glass.

Kyle nodded, "I'm glad you liked it, how about we head over the couch for a bit" he asked motioning over that way.

She nodded liking were the evening was now heading. She took a seat on the actually nice couch, it was probably the nicest thing in the room besides the T.V.. Kyle had run over the the closet to grab something. She saw the remote over to her side and decided to put something on, it didn't really matter she doubted that she, or Kyle would be watching much of anything. She settled on a nature documentary, something long boring and easy to tune out, perfect she thought. She turned her head to see Kyle carrying a large blanket.

"It gets kinda cold in here you know" he told her his eyes drifting up and down her body.

She felt the gaze and looking back said "Does it now" she grinned and took off her sweater, she wore no bra.

Sliding off her paints it became evident she was also not wearing any pantes. Kyle was already naked when he took a seat next Kat looking at her, taking her nude form in as she did the same. "Fuck you beautiful" he told her. She reached her hand out grasping his check and told him, "Your not so bad yourself" before kissing him. Kyle reached an arm around her back and let her down gently until he was over her, the two did not break off there long embrace for a second. When they did both smiled at each other. Kat twisted her leg around and gave her stud a tap on the back of his but, a signal to get moving. Kyle dipping into her without hesitation eliciting a whinny from her. Both her hands grasped his shoulder firmly now, a look of pure elashin on her face, he loved it when she looked like that. She bounced with each successive thrust, her eyes meet his and the two kissed again deeper this time their tongues locked and they longed for the moment to stretch out into eternity. She broke off as a wave of pleases washed over her and she screamed out in bliss only to reign with her lover as she regained some control. The two kissed and fucked and kissed more as Kyle's thrusts grew stronger and faster. Soon he became focused on the pounding, Kat placed her arms around her studs neck as he drew himself closer into her smelling her fragrance, he was a smell only a stud of his caliber could elicte from a fine mare, his fine mare. Oh god was she fine, her body and curves and breasts he could not see them from his current position but he could imagine them bouncing along with her up and down. Her voice her hair her auburn fur, like a walking sunset if it caught the light just right. Ah he thought, he was a lucky stallion to have a mare such as this, one so beautiful in both body and soul. Kat felt in a similar way as her stud rammed himself deeper into her, she could feel his hot breath on her neck, he partook of her, her scent light and aromatice like a mares should be.

She also partook of his, musky and manly oder. He pounded away but she felt the gentle touches his love at other times, now was a time for brutish and primal endvers. Both felt the approaching climax roll over them like a wave and with two concurrent whinnyds both felt it then hit them like a bat over the head. Kyle collapsed onto his lover spewing his seed into her as he did so. Both took deep breaths recovering from the vigorous exercise.

"Ah I don't think im ever gonna get tired of you" Kat said as she stroked Kyles mane.

"Glad to here it" he replied.

He was lying on top of her, his head was positioned just below hers. She could still feel him inside her, not that she minded, it still felt good when ever he moved. Good she was lucky, he could cook, he could fuck, and he was sweet. What more could a girl want.

"Babe, come on your kinda waring out your welcome there" she said finally getting tired of him laying on her.

He pushed up and pulled out of her eliciting a slight moan as his length slid out of her. Both sat up and looked over at each other lovingly trying to decide what to do next. Kat made the first move sliding over to Kyle and wrapping herself around his arm drawing herself close to him. She grinned at him as he pulled the blanket over them, it was cold in the apartment. Both of them just enjoyed the others presence for a while, there bodes close . Her had one hand around her back drawing her in close. The two watched the T.V. somewhat interested in the documentary on big cats. However Kat felt a panging need building in her again, she looked over at Kyle who did not notice. She was so comfy, she wanted him but really didn't want to give up her comfy warm spot. She placed her head back on his shoulder and took a hand and started rubbing his thigh. He looked his head over to see what she wanted just as she took her hand and grabbed his dick.

"Still frisky are we" he answered her actions playfully.

"Yeah" she told him innocently.

Both smiled as Kyle took a hand to reciprocate his lover. He took a finer and started toying with her clit. She bit down on her lip as she did so. He really did know how to push her buttons.

"Ok that enough fucking around, lets go check out your bedroom" she said fully disregarding her want of a warm blanket, she decided that in a few minutes she would have another.

Mitchel waved over his friend, Rachel quickly took a seat at next him at the bar.

"Took you long enough, so what kept you" he asked.

"Work, long hours and shit you know" she looked around.

"Where's horsy boy" she asked still looking for Kyle.

The three of them often drank together and it was strange not to see him around.

"Stud muffin has a hot date tonight" he said taking a sip of his drink.

"No kidding, that other horse lady, the one from the elevator" she asked.

Kyle had all told them about that in detail, at least what he could remember.

"Lucky man, lucky girl to" she said thinking about Kyle's considerable length, and remembered a time when he had used a bit of that skill on her before he became a horse.

Michel looked over at her, "You what some horse dick don't ya" he told her giving her a light punch on her shoulder as he did so.

"What no..." she almost yelled. Michael looked over and saw the blush on her face, it was as good as saying yes and she knew it.

She did kinda what to try it at least, for comparison's sake.

"Well I mean, it not your business jerk" she said knowing that it would have been better to shut up or change the topic.

"So that's a yes" he took another pull from the drink as he said so.

Rachel noticed now that he was already pretty much half in the bag. The bartender came around and she ordered a water deciding that she would be Michtles conscience for the night.

"I'm not gonna lie, that horse girl of his is not too shabby you know, I mean I wouldn't say no to her if she asked you Know" he exposited.

"That was pretty forward of ya Mitch" Rachel said making a note to tease him about this whenever it came up again.

"Shut up, I'm... I'm... I'm... really drunk, what the fuck is this" he asked nobody in particular now examining his drink.

"Hey Rick how many has Mitch had tonight" she yelled over to the bartender.

"I think 7, had the same one every time double whisky" he yelled back without looking over.

"You had 7 double whiskeys you crazy bastard, what's your problem" she asked.

Mitchel placed both his hands on the bar and looked over at Rachel.

"I... I... I don't know, I'm... Fuck Rachel i'm just having a bad day you know" he spoke in differnt tone than he had before.

"Well why, you're not dying or something are you" she patted her friend on the back.

"No, nothing like that, it just... you know everything's coming up fucking Kyle, got a hot girl, a fucking nice bod, a fucking... fucking... I don't know. He's got you know stuff going on I've got not a real fucking lot" he said pushing up from the bar.

He pushed a bit to far and fell backward.

"Shit you ok Mitch" Rachel asked looking down at her him.

"I'm fine, just order me another one ok" he asked her not making any attempts to get up.

"That's gonna be a hard no from me, your going home. Hey Rick close out the degenerates tab I'll cover it". She paid and then helped Mitch up attempting to get him back to his home.

Rachel dragged Mitchell through the door to his apartment and almost threw the man on his couch once she was close enough.

"You fucking ow me for this man" she said stretching before joining him on the couch.

"Its wet" Mitchel said, putting a hand to his temple.

"What's wet" she asked looking over at him.

"Couch" he said putting his head back and closing his eyes.

She put a hand to it, it was wet. A spill maybe she thought. She finally noticed the T.V. was on but didn't see the remote. She watch uninterestedly at a nature documentary on jaguars. She was nodding in and out when finally after a few minutes she fell asleep.

Kat cuddled up next to Kyle in the bed room, both had been at it for a long while and were finally taking a break. Both were incredibly tired and Kyle was already fast asleep, she didn't mind that this stallion had fallen asleep after wards, after all he had gotten her there and then some. She hadn't heard Kyle's friend and roommate come in however. She just laid there wrapped around her lover. She placed her head on his chest and drifted off to sleep.

All four sleeping individuals in the apartment were anything but individual at the moment. The wet spots on the couch Rachel and Mitchel currently occupied were the leftovers from Kat and Kyle and were in fact heavily laden with nanites, however they had not self destructed as Kyle and Kat were still within range of them. Normally it would have no effect as Kyle and Kat had no intention of changing the two on the couch. However a strange confluence of events was currently taking place. The T.V. still on was affecting the unconscious mind of Kyle who could hear it through the walls muffeld, his dreams drifted away from Kat and towards a new space. A jungle surrounded him, a being was stacking him, hunting him. Kyle could feel it growing closer, or was he getting closer as he moved through the trees. He did not know, finally a clearing appeared in front of him. In its center laying atop a rock was a creature. Something beautiful and feline, a predator, a huntress, a jaguar. Kyle walked towards her, she becond him he thought, closer and closer. Finally he reached her, she held out a hand, soft and furred, but deadly and powerful, her body feminine in all respects hide a great amount of muscle and power. Kyle felt it radiate of her nude form in the sun.

"You are Kyle yes" she asked him taking her paw and grasping his muzzle to draw him closer.

"Yes" he said in a hypnotic tone.

"You are worthy of my presence, and my body, do you wish to partake of me" she asked in queenly tone.

He nodded drunkenly his eye unable to fixate on a part of her body as each glance revealed a more stunning feater than the last.

On the couch Kyle's dream was beginning to see action, Mitchel to drunk to really notice anything felt a twinge in his pants. He was getting hard, too drunk to remember much of anything as well he reached for his pense to stroc it a bit. He had defeated his pants and slid them off without much effort, as well as his undies. He didn't even open his eyes as he began to gently run his hand up and down his member. The feeling was good, great even. He failed to notice that it felt smaller in his hand. It mattered not to him as it just felt good, better than it normally did to beat the meat. Half conscious and completely wasted he found that genuinely funny. He reached for his balls but did not find them, finally he realized that his dick didn't feel right. He looked down in time to see it retret within him and a slit open up were it had been. Ordinarily this would be cause for alarm, however Mitch assumed himself to be dreaming. He drunkenly scanned the room noticing the T.V. another jaguar documentary playing, that night a marathon had been scheduled. A rather graphic display of mating was on display and for some reason got Mitchells new equipment revved up.

Kyle and his jaguar courses each other, thing were progressing slowly, she wanted it that way he could tell. She liked the build up of it, the designers building deep from within, there hands ran over each others, his over her hips and thighs taking in the curves with all there splendor. He felt her paws run over his pecs, he felt her puring with excitement, a flash of reality hit him in so far as big cats didn't pur. They also didn't have tits and as such he returned to grouping and being grouped by this extraordinary feline. Her soft fur felt good against his corse coat of blondish fur. For a brief moment he watched as her tail danced back and forth behind her seemingly of its own will. Before his eyes wandered down to her fine and supple ass.

Mitchel teased his new opening gentle at first before pushing a finger past his slit. He felt a twinge of something and unsure if he licked it or not stuck two more fingers in. All three made him feel amazing sending reports of pleasure to parts of his body he didn't know could register such feelings. Other changes were occurring as well without his knowledge, his rumb began to swell and his figer began changing, his more masculine traits softened and were replaced by feminana attributes all as his fingers, less genital now probed his vagina for the secrets to such wonderful feelings as he was experiencing. Across from him Rachel stirred in her sleep experiencing the same effects though her changes had just begun as she did not need to undergo as great a change as Mitchell.

"Mhhhh" she moaned softly as she felt a wetness drip from her slit, her body heated up warming itself as blood rushed in her veins and felt something welling up from inside her, a heat that she could not rationalize with her being asleep and unable to register anything but the very edges of a thought.

Her body to began to curve and plump up giving her already soft features an added femininity that she, while already possessing a not un-attractive body was made all the more pleasing to the eye. Mitchel felt a preshor on his chest and looked down to to she his pecs ballon outward into supple breasts, at first he was dumbfounded but after a second he smiling loving were this 'dream' was going. He removed his shirt tossing it assied and almost instantly decided to try his new features, he grouped himself with one hand and gritted his teeth with the new feeling unready for the rush of blis that accompanied the action.

"Fuck" he whispered.

He felt a need inside him now, not unlike what he felt before, but now it was upfront in his mind, not something in the back of his head. He needed something, something that he couldn't rationalize just yet. He leaned his head back closing his eyes as he rested his head on the back of his couch, one hand still grasping his breasts and another finding its way back down to his dripping slit.

Kyle laid on a rock in the clearing now, the jaguar was positioned on his dick now riding him hard now. She was the dominant force in this place, he felt it with each successive pound on his pelvis. He watched as she used her hand to acenchate her body running them up and down her body, her belly, her hips, her breasts. Kyle watched with a growing detachment from the sitaction more and more he felt like hes was watching a movie than participating in the steamy sex he swore he could feel. The thought didn't stick however as the rhythmic motions of the feline snapped him back to the fantasy at hand.

Rachel finally could no longer stand the heat building within her, she heard Mitchel next to her making some sounds and stirring a bit. She figured he was having a dream or nightmare. Not that it mattered, she was just happy he was asleep, without actually looking over to check on that fact she slid her hand down under her pants and pushed aside her pantes finding her sex wet and driping.

"Mhhhh" she moan lowly not wanting to awaken Mitchel.

The sudden release of tension felt amazing. Rachel had had a long day had given up her night to drag her idiot friend back to his place and now was finally in the throws of a pashnit and indemnity moment, with her self, but the idea of it still resonates deeply within her tired mind. She relaxed further letting the her exploration of her quell the heat growing within her. She felt a pressure building behind her rump, he twisted her face as she felt a bit of discomfort at the new sensation like a growing presor building but failing to escape. After a moment discomfort gave way into pain and cased her to slid her pants off in an attempt to relieve herself of the pressure. She felt a sliding motion and some tug against the waistband her her pants.

The alien sensation socked her out of her trance and caused her to jump up. Her pants fell to the ground as she did so, she now noticed that her top now seemed a few sizes to small as her chest had seemed to gain a some mass. She could still feel the heat coming from her warm sex and felt a need growing inside her. She was breathing hot and heavy now. She suddenly remembered what had caused her to jump up. She reached around her back and grasped something, it wiggled, and she felt it. She ran for the bathroom which connected to the living area and the bedroom. She closed the door carefully so as to not wake anybody up, she then flicked on the lights. She saw that she had not taken her pants with her after she had made a mad dash for the room, in the light she could see that her body had turned from a mildly attractive women into a bombshell with breasts and hourglass figure to match, but under it she could also fell a degree of muscle, of power.

She rubbed her belly, a six pack were one had not been before was now. She felt a kind of elation that however turned momentarily to shock and terror when she turned her rump to see she had grown a tale. The feeling passed after a second as she studied the appendage, it was covered in a dense but soft fur, spots were dotted up and down it in seemingly random pattern, it was colored with a dull yellow and the spots a darker shape of that almost brown. She looked last her tail to see her ass now seemingly almost the product of a sculpture.

"Fuck I'm, sexy" she told herself looking the mirror at her body.

She swished her tail back and forth the it felt strange at first but the new muscle seemed to work well enough. She turned to look at her ass in the mirror again to see that the fur was spreading. She regained some of her anxiety at the spreading dull gold fur but she could feel the pricking of her skin and it felt good. She felt as if she was on a presupus and ready to jump, a pit was below her stomach and she stood on the edge of it. She took a seat on the counter and leaned back against the mirror, the heat was there again in full force now. The was breathing heavily, she could smell sex in the air. She needed a release and she needed it now.

Mitchell was coming along in a similar way now as well, he finally looked over to see he was alone and decided to capitalize on his aple room and laid himself across the couch. He turned on to his side to better give his tail more room, he was full of the belief that he was having a very vivid dream and as such was just going with it. He still dug his fingers into his pussy eliciting warm feeling and shock waves up and down his sensitive body. His one hand still carsing his breasts. Which had seemed to continue growing under his constant stimulation. Her felt a new sensation crawling across his skin and looked to see rust colored fur intermixed with black spots forming and crawling up his skin. The changes seemed to keep pace with his labieo as they grew faster as he felt a greater and greater need. He finally realized that these fingers were not going to be enough for her. Yeah, she would need something else, something thick and meaty, she found herself dreaming of Kyle, the only reference he could think of right now. His thick meat rocking her back and forth against, anything really. The thought seemed to stem the tide of luist she was under.

The fur continued to spread outward over her. Her belly retained a soft pudgy ness to it less muscle and more fat but still sexy nonetheless. The fur there was a dull white not dark enough to be gray but also not enough to white, a color that seemed to draw a nice contrast to her rust colored hips and thighs. Spreading now down her arms and legs she could feel the prickling as it spread faster now that she could direct her lust at something tangible at least in her own mind, Kyle. The stud, she imanged him in greater detail, now the smell of his musk, the fell of his coarse fur, it was probably the best feeling she could hope to ever achieve. She was so lost she failed to notice her feet stretch and morph into paws strangely shaped they blended the attributes of both human and feline. The rust colored fur covered them all the way down while pure as snow white covered the insides of her legs. Her hands followed her fingers softened became more delicate and grew claws, she felt them pricking herself but not distracting her. The change were speeding up again as her body seemed on the verge of something.

Rachel was also almost finished with her changes her hand and feet had already changed, the fur was covering most of her body now. Her dull yellow fur gave way to bright white on her extremities and with her yellow only covering her this and upper arms. She felt it spread up the back of her neck her head beginning to change now. She felt as her ears folded into her head only to pop up on the top in pointed mounds as the fur over took her scalp. Her hair changed becoming the same color as her fur it. She could not feel or see it but her eyes shifted contracting becoming feline as her ires changed to a yellow color. The fur over took her face as it pushed out into a short muzzle. A new feeling built within her as she final felt a climax nearling.

Kyle could feel it this jungle cat was priming him her motions became directed and focused on driving him to a climax he could only dream of. Closer and closer he saw her from dancing fucking so many words he could use to describe it but each more failing in his needs than the last. He threw his head back as he finally felt a rels coming on. He could feel the pressure building it was there in front of him a perfect image of beauty and power. Kyles eye shot open, he felt the sweat on his body, he looked over and saw Kat was to his side still sleeping.

"Wow" he whispered softly to himself.

He thought about just how real the dream felt, Twin sounds of yowling pierced the silence of the room.

"The fuck" he said leaning up.

Kat stirred a bit and sleepely asked "what was that".

"Dont know i'm gonna go look" he said getting out of the bed and grabbing a bat he kept by its side.

He went towards the living room when he heard a scream from the bathroom followed by somebody loudly yelling

"WHAT THE FUCK".

The voice sounded like Mitchel, but the pitch was wrong. He opened the door and was unsure of what to say. Before him a stood two forms, one being tall the other shorter, the tall one being a muscular but still compact tall jaguar woman sitting on the counter with a clawed hand held to her face as she looked on at the other short curvy well busted jarguar who stood looking into the mirror with a look of horror and shock on her face.

Kyle stood their, Kat called from the other room, "Hey is everything alright" .

Both women looked back over at the naked horse with wide eyes and Kyle had a distan through that this could have been his fault somehow. Kat had gotten up and walked over to the bathroom her eye adjusted to see the sight.

"Umm... What the fuck is going on" she asked the group looking around at all of them.

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Avery walked into the lab and drew the attention of those who were not already consumed with their work. She was happy in her new role in the company and was more than surprised most of the people were willing to let her into the company's inner circle. This was mostly due to the fact that a few weeks ago she had gone rambo on a good chunk of the sex craze workers with a shotgun firing beanbag round some flash bangs and a taser. A few people would probably still be showing bruises if they didn't currently have fur or still had normal skin. She waved to Quency, She had come to trust the man in the last few weeks as he had also been instrumental in stopping the rampant fucking that had engulfed the tower. The rest of Masons little off the books team had been folded into the company. They were all still human, for now at least, a good chunk of them were involved in the project for reasons other than money and scientific pursuits. Quency walked over to the canid woman and passed her a binder full of documents.

"That's everything they wanted for this round, anything else" he asked.

"No, thanks Q" the man turned to walk away but Avery reached out and stopped him.

"Actually there's something I think I could use your help with". The man looked up to the his canid boss and listened as she whispered something into his ear.

He nodded and said "That's doable, not really ethical but hell that hasn't stopped us before" he finished with a laugh.

Avery looked at him questioningly.

"It was a joke Avery" he shot back defensively. "I wouldn't do this if you didn't ask me, also you are asking me right".

"Yes, I am, keep this on the down low for now people you can trust only" she told him.

He nodded and the two parted ways. He was think through possible ways to deal with the situation at hand it was doable with there resources, but doing it under Masons nose was another thing entirely.