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(Just a small preface. I lost a bet and had to write this.)

The scent of last night's rainfall lingered in Tanner's nose as he walked down the forest path. Fallen branches and leaves littered his path, tossed from their trees and bushes by the winds of the storm.

Summermist Park was empty this early in the morning. Tanner had been walking along for an hour or two, his headphones over his ears- without encountering anyone other than an old couple sitting on a bench and feeding the birds. He shook his head at the sight. Don't they know that's bad for the birds? He thought, continuing on at a steady jog.

Tanner's job required him to work long hours stuck in a small office. Stifled under the artificial fluorescent lights, the stale scent of office air and depression lingering out him, Tanner longed for these quiet, peaceful moments. He took great pleasure in being able to escape into the park before having to head into work later in the day.

As such, he'd been excited to wake up to a damp mist on his windows, showing last night's storm. The morning after a storm was always his favorite time to go on a walk. Something about the feeling of the water in the air and on the grass invigorated him.

The steady slap of his running shoes on the concrete walking path echoed through the park as he ran. Despite being in excellent shape, spending a few days a week at the gym, even he began to get winded after an hour or two of running.

Tanner stopped in front of a bench, getting a drink from the water fountain next to it. The cool water rushed down his throat, quenching his thirst.

"Hey there." A voice from behind said.

Tanner stopped drinking, and stood up straight. A man stood behind him, leaning against the bench. Tanner blinked a few times. He could have sworn there was no one there when he'd approached the spot.

"H- Hey." He panted back, still a little out of breath. "The name's Tanner." He added, trying to remain polite.

The other man walked up to him, taking his hand and shaking it. Tanner couldn't help but shake back, a little shocked at the man's forwardness.

"Well I'm Milo." He said, giving Tanner's hand a few more pumps before letting go. "You run here often? I think I've seen you a few times."

Tanner nodded, not really knowing how to respond. Had this guy been watching him? That was a little creepy, honestly.

He tried to remain silent, hoping the guy would take a hint and leave him alone, but found himself responding. "Yeah, every few days or so. I like to take advantage of the place and get a few miles in before the rush of people later in the day."

Why'd I say that? Tanner thought, confused. There was something about Milo that seemed to disarm him though. Maybe it was his smile, those white teeth just past his pale pink lips. The way he looked at him so earnestly and with such kindness, despite the two of them having met literally seconds ago. Or perhaps it was-

Tanner stopped and shook his head. What was going on with him? Was he dehydrated? He shouldn't be having these thoughts. But there was something just alluring about him.

The man, Milo -he remembered- took a few stops towards him, a worried look on his face. " Are you ok man? You look a little out of it." He asked, his voice full of concern. Milo placed his hand on Tanner's shoulder, and he began to relax. The weight of his hand felt so nice, and the warmth from it felt nice, combating the crisp chill of the morning air.

"I-" Tanner started to say. Was he ok? His head was feeling a little fuzzy, and if he focused, he could have sworn the edges of his vision were a little blurry.

Milo raised his hand to Tanner's face, holding up a finger. "Hey hey, it's ok." He shushed him. "My house is just over here, I think you need to rest."

"Wha-" Tanner mumbled, not thinking straight. He nodded his head, staring over at Milo. He did need to rest. It was ok. He'd take a small rest at Milo's house, then head home and get ready for work.

Milo took Tanner's hand in his, and led him over to a small forest path. Something about his hand felt off. Almost like it was larger than it appeared, and much rougher than it should be. Tanner pushed those thoughts away though. It was just Milo; he didn't need to worry.

A few minutes of walking later, and the pair approached a small two story building, nestled in the back of the woods. The deep green of the park's oak and birch trees framed the wooden slats of the home, and a small brook cut through the ground off to the side. Just behind the house, Tanner could see a fenced pool, connecting to a small wooden porch.

Feet moving along without thought, Tanner followed Milo up the wooden steps. He just needed a small rest, and then he'd be off to work. Milo had been so nice to offer him a place to rest.

Past the porch was a small glass door, leading into a brightly lit front room. Milo opened the door, unlocking it with a small key he wore around his neck, and led the dizzy man inside.

"Just wait here a moment. I'll be right back." Milo said, letting go of Tanner's hand. He pat him on the shoulder, and Tanner felt a small jolt run through his body. What the- He thought, but didn't say anything. It was so hard to think. He needed to rest.

Tanner stood in the room, glancing around at his surroundings. The home was tastefully decorated with carvings and paintings of various flora and fauna. Central to the display was a large marble carving of a water droplet, positioned to look like it was falling from the ceiling. Smaller droplets of water surrounded it, creating the illusion that it was splashing against the wooden floor.

Sunlight continued to stream in through the wide glass windows as Tanner stood there, waiting for Milo to come back. The sun was rising above the treetops as he waited, standing in place.

A door creaked open behind him, and Tanner jumped slightly. He turned around and instantly calmed down at the sight of Milo, standing naked in the doorway. He smirked, and walked towards Tanner.

"Hey, feeling any better?" Milo asked, running his hand over Tanner's shoulder. The same warm feeling from before rushed over his skin. "You were looking a little pale out there." He said, before taking a step back.

Milo's form flickered for just a moment. His body was replaced by a strange sight. What looked like a tall, lithe figure, covered in fur, with a long tail running down from the base of his spine. In place of Milo's human cock and balls were a fur covered sheath, a small red dot poking out the tip of it.

Tanner nodded, unable to speak. Something in the back of his head screamed that something was wrong. That he needed to flee, and get out of there.

But then he looked up at Milo, staring into his eyes, and that voice faded. Milo's form flickered a few more times, before vanishing completely. Standing in front of him was an otter; human sized, and standing on two legs. His entire body was covered in a thick layer of fur, from the top of his head, down to his webbed feet. Tanner's eyes were drawn down to the crotch, where Milo's odd, but appealing sheath sat.

"Like what you see then?" Milo asked, followed by a small laugh.

Tanner nodded again, looking back up and at Milo's face. His human features had been replaced with that of an otter, whiskers and all.

"Good. But why are you wearing clothes? We don't need clothes, we've got fur."

Something about that phrase struck Tanner as odd, but he still reached down towards the hem of his shirt to remove it. He didn't have fur, did he? He pulled his shirt off, and over his head.

Milo took another step back, and raised his paw to his face. His eyes ran up and down Tanner as he continued to strip.

"Not bad." He said thoughtfully.

Tanner removed his pants and shoes, pulling his socks down next. Milo put his paw down and stepped forward. Tanner just stood there in his underwear, staring at Milo with confused, but intrigued eyes.

"Here, let me help with this." Milo said, reaching forward, grabbing at the edge of his waistband. In one swift movement, he pulled down, freeing Tanner's own member and balls. The cool air tickled them, and Tanner reflexively shivered.

"Twitchy one, aren't yah?" Milo asked, running his webbed paws down Tanner's back. Where he touched, a warm feeling spread across Tanner, worming it's way down and into his muscles. A small gasp escaped his lips.

Milo continued to run his hands up and down Tanner's body, lingering near his backside. He gave it a small squeeze, and a large burst of warmth shot through the area. It spread through, and began to excite him. Tanner stared down at Milo and himself, as his member began to swell and twitch.

As this was happening, all across Tanner's body, his skin began to burn. The feeling wasn't painful, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. It felt like needles were pressing up and through his skin. Fur had started to sprout across his skin, pushing up where Milo had touched at first.

The warm feeling in his crotch increased, and Tanner started to moan. Milo reached downwards, cupping his balls in his paw. A slight squeeze, and Tanner twitched again. The webbing felt incredible.

"You like that, don't yah?" Milo asked, sounding like he already knew the answer. "Watch this then." He said.

Milo grabbed Tanner's shaft, and slowly started to run his paws up and down it. Tanner gasped as he felt the flesh begin to rearrange itself, fur growing around from the back and across the area, as his member began to reform, starting to look like Milo's.

"Good otter. Just like that."

The fur continued to spread upwards, covering Tanner's well built torso and chest. It spread down his legs, and across his arms. Tanner felt the webbing in between his fingers lengthen and grow stronger as Milo continued to stroke. The feeling was overwhelming, and Tanner struggled to think. All he wanted to do was to listen to Milo, and continue to let the warmth rush over his body.

Milo twisted his paw, increasing in speed slightly. Another moan came from Tanner; Not through lips this time, but from the elongated muzzle of an otter. The tip of his nose began to blacken as whiskers poked out of the side. Tanner faintly felt his ears twist and move into position on his head, shrinking and growing fur. The feel of Milo's paw on his cock distracted him though.

Pleasure and warmth blinded Tanner as Milo's other paw moved away from his side, sliding down his back. The webbed paw slipped between Tanner's now furred cheeks and under his rapidly growing tail, seeking the small hole hidden between. Milo pressed his paw against the hole, still stroking all the while.

"Are you ready?" He asked, picking up speed. Tanner's tail had now finished, and he was almost identical to Milo at this point.

Tanner nodded, unable to speak other than to moan. The feel of Milo's paw, the warmth as he transformed, the cold chill of the winter air on his newly grown fur. It was all overwhelming. He didn't know what Milo meant, but he was ready. He wanted this, whatever it was.

"Get ready then. There's no going back now." Milo nodded, picking up speed as he stroked Tanner faster and faster. Tanner's cock, now that of an otter's -complete with sheath and curved tip- began to leak, droplets of precum dripping onto the ground, looking vaguely similar to the massive statue just a few feet away.

Milo gave Tanner's hole one final press, before slipping a finger inside. Tanner shook slightly, but melted at his touch. His balls began to twitch and churn beneath their furry covering. He was getting close.

"That's right, just let it all out. Be a good otter, and cum for me."

Tanner let out a gasp, and began to cum. Large ropes shot from his dick, splattering across the floor. A rush of pleasure swept through his brain, washing away any thoughts of leaving. He was here with Milo, he had a new form, and he wanted to explore it.

His cock began to deflate and retreat into its sheath as Milo removed his paw from Tanner's body. Tanner stood there, panting in the sunlight. The only thought in his head was how good he felt, and how Milo had been the one to make him feel that way.

"That Tanner, was fantastic. You did such a good job." Milo said, running his paws across Tanner's thigh. He glanced at the small mess on the floor to his side, the remnants of Tanner's transformation.

"We'll clean that up later." Milo said, taking Tanner's newly webbed paw. "For now, there's some more things we need to test." He said with a smirk, leading Tanner towards the open bedroom door.

Tanner said nothing, allowing himself to be led along. His cock began to peek out of it's sheath again, already excited at Milo's words.

(Thanks for reading. Like I said at the top, I lost a bet and had to write this.)