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"What a silly Shy," said the anthro wolverine, keeping the much smaller spotted hyena held tightly. Shy struggled, and whined, but caught in those strong arms it didn't make a difference.

"Rrrf, no, stop it, I'm going to be late, I've got plans-"

"Hmmm? Maybe you do. I had plans as well, but now everything is different."

True. Shy had been fantasising to himself. However, the hyena had a little secret; often, the things he dreamed up would come true. So long as the suggestion in his mind was strong enough, it'd happen. In this case, the cute playful squirrel had become a handsome, domineering wolverine just because the idea took Shy's fancy.

"In fact, I bet you'd look better as something else. I'll tell you. Not Shy the hyena boy, but Shy the little feral ferret. That's you. Small, black, furry, twitchy-"

"Ah! No, stop it, I don't want to hear-"

The hyena's mouth was covered over with a large paw, and the wolvie leaned in close to speak at a whisper.

"Little ferret. That's you. All black all over, except a hint of gold in your eyes. Can't speak, of course. Pretty, fur scented of liquorice, full of mischief and naughtiness. So frisky. And so willing to play with big boys like me. Isn't that right, Shy ferret?"

It was happening already. The hyena was struggling a lot, as black fur poked out and his clothes started to look bigger. His eyes focused on nothing, as his suggestive curse worked away at him. Words fell apart into disjointed noises, dooks and chirrs from his rounded face. Small ears, little paws. A long body that formed as he dangled from arms, feet leaving the floor.

"Shy ferret. So little and playful. Constantly frisky. Always looking for the muskiest places to wiggle into. Like, up under tails! Like this one," he said, sitting back and stuffing the hyena-ferret's nose between his legs. Ears took in every word, Shy gasped, shrunk down and so easily portable, very little hyena left as his muzzle rubbed up against the potent mustelid stink.

It was the best. Shy's little poke was up and twitchy before he could really think about it. The little feral ferret couldn't keep other thoughts in mind, he drooled and licked at the large wolverine hole and stuffed his little nose deeper against it. Further words weren't even necessary, as Shy started to push himself inside.

Wolvie was surprised just for a moment, before he moaned and took a deep breath; eyes closed, big greedy paws shoving hard at the little creature. "Ah, such a good Shy, you know what to do..."

He did, very much so. His licks kept the wolverine wet, as head slipped inside followed by paws. So tight, Shy squealed and tried to burrow in deeper, his furry body wriggly and tickly as he forced his way in further. Down to his belly, and then all the way to his haunches. It kept the wolverine distracted, playing with his stiffening cock and enjoying the warm rush of feeling from the fidgety little ferret inside. Trapped in there, every breath was filth and musk, filling his nose and lungs and making him even friskier. With a squeal, the wolverine felt those wide ferret hips slip inside, and he grabbed the little black tail to stop him getting any deeper.

"Ohhh... that's so good, but I'm not done with you yet," he hissed, tugging at the tail. Not enough to start sliding him back out, but enough to surprise the slinky Shy and make him squirm around in there. Wriggly, instinctive ferret, loving the scents and feeling those pulls on his tail. Wolvie could have finished there and then, his little tail bouncing, legs wiggling, a soft whine from his lips.

Further tugs did rescue the messy ferret from his burrow, fur matted and expression dazed, stink still in his nose. A silly grin on his face, as the wolverine began to play around under the ferrety tail with his tongue and his fingers.

"See, you love the musk, and now I've done something for you I bet you want to help me out, don't you? Such a stretchy boy, good cock warmer," he murmured into an ear. Shy couldn't resist, his mind accepting it already, feeling loose and pliable from the playfulness. Wolvie lined up the ferret with his long prod, certainly not far from the length of Shy himself, and then eagerly began to slide himself inside.

Such a rush of feeling. With the wolverine murmuring what a good ferret he was, so helpful and snug and warm, it was easy to enjoy it. The intensity distracted Shy entirely, making him just a needy critter; mrrping, squirming, squeezing that cock inside, panting as he slid further and further down. Soon, his belly looked plump. Light wolvie pre made his insides slippy. So quick, direct and straightforward, Shy whined and wiggled and enjoyed himself, dooking and squeaking and waving his little paws as the big wolverine tucked himself deeper inside.

"Mmmrf... and that's not all, if I cum inside you then you'll be stuck there as my cock like you were never anything else. Won't that be fun, Shy ferret? Being sensitive and needy all over, blood pumping in your ears, entirely given over to my frisky needs? Then you'll get to visit all the best-smelling places, and-"

Wolvie couldn't even finish. Shy squealed so much, and tightened all around his cock, and the little ferret sprayed his seed all over the wolverine's belly. In response the larger mustie moaned, and grabbed onto Shy, and rocked firmly. Fuck, he couldn't stop it, he squeaked and shot his sticky load right up into that little fluffy butt.

The changes kicked off right away, Shy's whole body tingled and Wolvie started to feel warm and wiggly down there as well. His paws stroking through Shy fur became as though he was touching himself. Tickling the ferret's chin was playing with his own tip. It felt good, and the naughty wolverine drooled and squirted out another load - right out of Shy's mouth and onto his belly. Eagerly, the ferret squirmed and tried to lick it up, but each movement was such a tease to Wolvie that he moaned and squirted even more. Hot, flustered, trembly; he gave over to the deeply sensitive pleasures of his new living ferret cock, teasing and fluffing and milking himself until the air was heavy with scent and both he and Shy were panting, sprawled and squirmy and spent.

Huff. The wolverine knew he'd have some more suggestions soon, but right now his head was spinning and his body was warm. Shy could stay like that for the time being. The ferret was delirious with sensation, squirmy and trembly at each little motion being entirely delightful. Mmmf. Yes, he'd be there until the next good ideas came along.

-fin