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"We will gradually lower you to the floor and then you will be guided to your arboreal suite. Take it slow when the acoustic levitation ends. You may experience brief disorientation and it will take time for you to adjust to quadrupedal locomotion."

You make a circle with your hands, hoping they will see it as you giving thanks for the amazing work they did on you.

It takes a minute for the system to shut down and you spiral slowly to the floor as the intensity of the vibrations decreases. While the door opens, you adjust to having clawed dragon feet, a thick tail, and supporting your weight on your four gorgeous scaly legs. Your claws catch on the metal grate and your tail flails behind you while you attempt to take steps. It takes several minutes for you to figure out how to move each of your legs independently and a few more for your thick tail to help rather than hinder your balance.

After trying a bunch of different ways of walking on all fours, you find that always having three feet touching the ground is the most stable. Stepping your left hind leg, your left foreleg, your right hind leg, and then your right foreleg feels the most natural. Once you're comfortable in this pattern, you realize that you've seen this gait in four-legged animals all the time.

Once you're walking toward the exit, the voice says, "Proceed down the path to the left until you find room L-5389. It will be marked for you."

The ramp is a challenge because your upper body makes your taur form a bit front-heavy. Leaning backwards a bit counters this and you get down the slope without stumbling.

Walking out of the sphere, you see a path that had been hidden by the darkness. It's made of the same metal plates as the path that brought you to the sphere. Now that you're a taur, your pussy is more exposed than before and since it's wet, the cold air is making it twitch and shiver. You put your tail down over it to keep it warm. As you walk down it toward the vault door ahead of you, your claws clink on the metal beneath your scaly feet.

The vault door opens as you approach, revealing the stark white hallway beyond. The hallway is much warmer than the room the sphere was in and you're glad when the vault door closes to keep the draft out. The hallway curves gently left until you see a long line of bulkheads, each with an oval of LED light around it. You can't see the end of this hallway and are wondering just how many rooms there are when the lighting strip around a bulkhead door two hundred meters ahead blinks orange.

Excited to see what's behind it, you trot swiftly making your balls and breasts bounce. At first, the sensation distracts you, but then you start swaying from head to tail. Your lack of grace limits the effect of your sultry strutting, however. Speeding up your pace is testing your coordination. Having four legs feels so odd. You keep feeling like you're walking on your hands only to realize your two new limbs are what's doing the work.

When you get to the marked room, you see the number L-5389 on a plaque next to the bulkhead door. It opens and swings inwards. Once you're inside, the bulkhead secures itself behind you.

If you are to believe your eyes, you're in the middle of a hotel-suite-sized clearing in a charming forest at the base of several gigantic trees. Behind you is another big tree with the bulkhead door built right into its trunk. Sitting atop the smooth pebbles that make up the floor of this clearing is a plush leather couch across from a TV stand that has every currently-available gaming console and many retro ones. A giant curved smart-TV is attached to a tree coming from up behind the TV stand. Across from a small kitchen, complete with cabinets built into trees, is a VR area and a state-of-the-art gaming PC. An e-reader sits on the rustic repurposed log of a coffee table. Surrounding your living space is a carpet of little blue, orange, and pink flowers. A soft warm breeze comes from the direction of the TV. You can even smell the earthy green scent of the forest around you.

Looking closely, you can see that the wall, and even the bulkhead, are made out of some sort of 3D display. But being even a foot from the wall, what you're seeing may as well be real. How the breeze and scents are being added is beyond you.

"Thank you again for allowing us to study you post-transformation. You are helping us maintain the cutting edge in hybridization procedures. We will provide for your every need for your three day stay. In addition to what is present in this room, materials for just about any hobby you could have, and three hundred dollars of Steam credit are available upon request." The voice pauses briefly to let all that sink in.

"For your bodily needs, Amira will be available for one hour a day and a team of five star chefs is on call for your culinary needs. We are eager to allay any trouble that stems from you being kept confined while we monitor you. Let us know if any need arises that we can help with. Otherwise, enjoy your stay and we will be in touch."

As you feel some leftovers from your sexual exploits trail down the insides of your back legs, you eye a door in the giant tree trunk behind and to the right of the couch. Going through it, you find yourself inside the tree trunk. Transparent glass tiles with uneven smooth surfaces warp the grain of the stained wood beneath them turning the entire room into a work of art. Separating the rest of the room from the large shower is a wall of glass. Adding even more luxury to the shower is a control panel and six bronze shower heads. The shower's big enough that you can't help but think about fucking Amira in it.

When you shut the door, you find a full length mirror reflecting your beautiful new form. Seeing your true self, a wave of emotion overtakes you. Every aspect of your ideal self has been rendered with impossible artistry and attention to detail.

You run your hands and tail over your scales, reminding yourself that everything you're seeing is indeed real. You turn your back end toward the mirror and gaze at your taur-sized scaly pussy and balls. You're a herm! A fucking sexy amazing herm! In all your excitement, you end up touching yourself a bit too much. By the time you're done, your prick is poking out of your sheath.

Realizing you won't ever get around to taking a shower if you don't stop yourself, you walk through the glass door in the glass wall and play with the settings on the control panel until you get it just right. You try to focus on lathering up and getting clean, but your hands, tail, and forepaws are drawn to every sensitive place you have. Only after taking a lewd survey of your changes that ends in you screaming as you cum against the tiled shower floor, do you finally get yourself clean.

The body drier next to the shower saves you from needing a towel. Then you leave the restroom in search of the bedroom so you can get dressed and try out some of the amenities.

Your bedroom looks like a fanciful repurposed forest cave complete with glowing mushrooms and patches of moss that serve as lamps. The dresser, bed, and nightstand are carved out of massive tree roots that interrupt the cave walls.

While you're picking out clothes, you're astounded by the variety. However, you're not even sure how much good they'd do when it comes to your taur half. The bulge from your balls alone is not very pants friendly. In fact, just about everything that would cover that area of your body looks more like lingerie or underwear to keep it warm than clothing. Out of all of it, the only thing you find that would keep you decent and look okay is a horse blanket. Even if you wanted to wear anything on your taur half, it's going to be a while before you have the required dexterity to put clothing on it.

For a brief moment, you consider asking for help in getting dressed, but then you decide having a naked lower half is part of the taur experience. You do put a bra and nice blouse on your upper half, though.

Just as you leave the bedroom, before you can make your way to the VR area, you notice something odd. The large oak tree, whose roots go into your bedroom cave appears to have a huge treehouse in it. A treehouse that's so integrated into the tree that it looks like the tree was made to grow around it.

Seeing no clear way up, you look around until you spot an odd moss-covered boulder. It's beaten up and craggy, but you imagine it once was a perfect cube. There are marks on the ground in the direction of the tree with the treehouse that go about as far as the boulder's width.

The boulder itself has no markings or anything of interest on it other than that the moss only seems to be growing on the outer portion of each square side and not in the center. Getting on the side opposite the tree, you lean into the boulder with your shoulder, using all four of your taur legs to push. As you grunt from the effort, you feel the boulder slide toward the tree. You slowly march forward, your paws digging into the ground, as you push it another ten centimeters. Then there's a click and the boulder stops. As you take your weight off of it the boulder moves on its own revealing a small square hole in the ground. Up out of that square hole, a meter tall lever rises up.

When you pull the lever, you get a very satisfying clunk before you see part of the treehouse's deck lower on cables toward the ground. It has tall railings made out of a random assortment of branches all stuck together. Trotting over to inspect it, you find it has a steampunk two-position scissor switch for going up or down. Getting on the gondola, you flip the knife switch to go up, but nothing happens.

You realize it's probably not going up because the gate isn't latched. Instead of getting out and backing into the gondola so you can use your hands, you grab the gate with your tail. Then you pull it closed and work to secure the latch. It takes a lot of concentration and some patience because your tail's still a bit unfamiliar. When you finally manage it, the gondola ascends up to the treehouse.

Once up there, you climb out of the gondola and look around on the porch. All the windows have shades drawn behind them and you can't see what's inside the treehouse. But there's a nice table and giant beanbag chairs for taurs to lay on.

The door to the treehouse is made of reddish wood and has fantasy dragon taurs carved into it. The keyhole and knob are old-fashioned. When you try the knob, it doesn't budge.

You look around a bit for a key, even seeing if it's hidden under the beanbag chairs. Not knowing what else to do, you take the gondola back to the forest floor. Then you look around for a key, but you don't see any obvious place it could be. You end your search at the VR area.

In the center is an omnidirectional treadmill and, in cabinets carved into the surrounding tree trunks, is an array of equipment for various head and body shapes. After suiting up and playing for only five minutes, you decide you need to switch out your push-up bra for a sports bra. Your breasts are big enough that their wild flailing was hampering your game play and tiring out your back. Once you've switched bras, you play until you're too hungry to continue and your legs are tired from all the running and jumping.

The tablet on the tree trunk coffee table has an extensive room service menu on it: the chefs they have on staff can make anything you've ever heard of. After ordering a bunch of your favorite foods, you learn how to eat with your new maw. You have sharp front teeth, but you still have molars in the back for chewing veggies and stuff. There's so much more room to move the food around in your mouth. You nearly bite your long forked tongue a few times.

By the time you're finished, you're stuffed. You'd been asked to fast for eight hours prior to the procedure and finally getting to eat is a huge relief. Some light gaming and TV get you nice and ready for bed. You're actually a bit hungry despite that big meal, but your exhaustion wins out and you get in bed early.

The next day, you get some serious cravings from having a much bigger body and when you order breakfast and the wait staff doesn't blink an eye fulfilling your requests.

They also don't blink upon seeing your naked lower half. Having your sheath, balls, and pussy out for all to see is gonna take a lot of getting used to. Taurs are so uncommon that the laws on indecent exposure are unclear. If you can get used to being exposed, being naked during the hot summer months is going to be a major convenience.

Just after you've recovered from chowing down, the voice says, "Please follow the marked corridors to the arch for your first of two daily scans."

The bulkhead to your room opens and you walk back toward the room with the TF chamber, but a bulkhead to the left of the giant vault door turns orange and opens instead. Walking through, you end up in the room with the arch.

"This will be a deep scan, but it is harmless. Any dizziness or discomfort will pass the moment the scan is complete. It will take approximately three minutes. Thank you for your patience."

As it scans you, you feel the hum deep in your taur belly. It doesn't hurt, but it does make you feel a bit light-headed.

When it's over, you go back to your room and relax on the couch, you blush at the way your balls feel against the leather. Your skin used to feel sticky against leather, but now that you have scales, the leather feels nice and smooth.

Having not gotten off since yesterday, your tail fondles your balls while your hands grab at your breasts. Biting your lip, you roll onto your back and push your tail under your them to tease at your cunt. You find your labia are already quite slick, so you dip your tail into your snatch.

As you tail fuck yourself, your sheath swells and your pre-drooling dragon cock comes out. Pulling off your blouse and bra, you grab your shaft with your forepaws and start stroking. As you thrust, you can feel your heavy balls and breasts bounce wildly. You squeeze and tease your breasts with your hands, making yourself moan sharply. It doesn't take long before your prostate is aching to blow your load and your clit is one touch away from orgasm.

Hooking your tail so it rubs over your clit as it goes in and out while jacking your dick, you cum hard from both sexes at the same time. Tugging on your tail hard enough to make sure you can't pull it back out, your pussy fills every millimeter of you with bliss. Your humongous load splatters all over your face and breasts as you try to catch some of it in your mouth. There's so much that it splashes onto the couch, walls, and floor. Licking up what you can and swallowing your salty mess, you bask in a deeply satisfying afterglow only a herm could achieve.

A while later, you grab a towel and wet it using the bathroom sink. Then you blush profusely as you clean up your incredible mess. Just as your girl juice is about to drip off your balls, you get into the shower. Then you play more with the VR equipment, making sure you take advantage of it while you can. The rest of the day goes pretty normally and you're a bit tired from the transformation, so you just take it easy and try out the big curved TV. After your second daily scan, you go to bed a happy herm dragon.

The next morning, you order a cool breakfast sampler with little portions of your favorite breakfast items. After your first daily scan, you play around with the VR equipment.

A couple hours later, you've had a good workout and take a quick shower. As the body drier blasts the water droplets off your scales, you smile at the idea of spending the next couple hours in the nude.

While you're eating lunch in the buff, you remember the treehouse.

Looking for the key to the treehouse, you start examining each of the dozen trees in your room carefully. Feeling the breeze blow across your nipples, your sheath, and the slight dampness between your legs has you feeling very free and exuberant as you search. On the back of the maple tree just to the right of the bulkhead is a knothole smaller around than your wrist.

Looking inside, you see a metal ring reflecting light from a patch of glowing moss. Thinking the metal object is a key ring, you try to reach it with your fingers, but discover they aren't nearly long enough to reach it.

You look around for a stick or something you can hook the key with, but all you find are healthy branches and tree roots firmly embedded in the pebbles that make up the floor. As you're wondering whether there's any metal coat hangers in your bedroom, you realize you have a prehensile tail.

Reaching into the knothole with your tail is hard because the knothole is six inches long, has a bit of a curve to it, and your tail is blocking your view of the object you're trying to reach. After feeling the feathery texture of the moss against your scales, you move your tail a bit to the right and feel the cold metal ring. Wrapping the end of your tail around it, you tug on it.

It resists your pull, but you do manage to turn it clockwise. Once you've got it turned clockwise a whole half turn, which takes quite a bit of tail control to achieve, you hear a click. Then you're able to pull the key out of the hole.

While you're examining the ornate key with a dragon taur in the handle, the trunk pops open a couple feet below the knot hole and reveals a compartment holding a maroon and gold drawstring bag filled to the brim with arcade coins.

Taking the gondola back up to the treehouse, you excitedly jingle the bag of arcade coins as your heartbeat quickens. After unlocking the door with the key, the shades automatically open.

Inside this rustic airy treehouse are Godzilla, How to Train Your Dragon, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles pinball machines. Next to them is some exercise equipment, a giant beanbag chair for lounging in, and a wide variety of jerky. Next to the jerky are cups, a little cup washer, and a drink dispenser.

Grabbing some alligator jerky, you find that it has a rather rich and appealing taste. Now that you have these powerful jaws and sharp teeth, chewing on jerky is very appealing. You grab some packets for later and put them on the gondola so you don't forget them. Then play pinball until you take the gondola down so you can order dinner.

As you get to the ground, you see two cyan-glowing mushrooms that are growing out of the tree trunk. One's pointing up, and the other down. You don't remember these being here before and wonder if they grew out of the tree after you unlocked the treehouse door.

Leaving the gondola, you tap the "up" mushroom. It blinks orange as the gondola goes back up to the treehouse. Then you realize you want to eat dinner up there and tap the "down" mushroom to bring the gondola back down. As the gondola lowers, you go over to the menu and order one of your favorite dishes, but instead of picking the option to have it brought to you, you pick the one that says, "cooking class."

A femmy guy wearing a chef's uniform with grey eyes and dark brown hair arrives just as you realize you're still nude.

When you start to cover your breasts with your arm, he hands you an apron and says, "We should cover your front for safety reasons, but I'm A-okay with you just being you, otherwise. I see lots of beautiful hybrids in my line of work."

Putting on the apron, you blush.

He reaches out with the hand that's not holding the bag of ingredients for tonight's meal and says, "I'm Ruben."

You tell him your name as you shake his hand, still very aware of your naked taur portion.

He leads you to the kitchen and is such a good teacher that you become enthralled and comfortable around him. His periodic compliments about your features make you smile, but he is careful to not distract you by turning you on.

As you wait for the final step to finish, you two get stuff loaded into the dishwasher. When it's all done, Ruben bids you farewell and leaves you to enjoy your meal.

You eat your dinner up on the treehouse porch. The forest as seen from twenty feet above the ground during sunset is breathtaking.

A few hours after dinner, you are summoned for your second daily scan and find Amira standing next to the arch.

She says, "I've got an hour to spend with you after your scan, if you're up for it."

You say you're absolutely up for it.

"Awesome!" She takes off her clothes and puts her hand on a stainless steel wall panel. When it pops open, she tosses her clothes in and shuts it.

As you undergo your scan, she looks at your body and grows a muzzle and tail, and takes on curves. When her huge feral dick and balls start coming in, she sticks her tail inside herself and toys with her nipples, moaning with no sign of shame. She reaches full hardness and drips pre on the floor as her taur half finishes forming. Needing only three paws to stand upright, she takes one of her dexterous forepaws and uses it to stroke herself.

"Fuck this is big!" She rumbles in pleasure as she spurts more pre onto the floor. She tugs on her nipples and groans. You can hear the wet smacking sounds of her tail working her pussy as she openly masturbates in front of you.

You blush, wondering if you look just as awkward and naughty when you grab your dick with your forepaws. Seeing how much she enjoys it, hearing her moans of pleasure, you get very hot, embarrassed, and bothered.

By the time your scan is complete, she's fully transformed and grinning with her hands on her hips, proudly showing off her erection.

You ask her if transforming always turns her on.

"All my shape shifting feels incredible, but nothing compares to becoming a curvy hung herm like you." She pulls her tail out of herself, gasping and squeaking. Then she licks the end of her tail. "I fucking love this body! Let's get back to your room so we can wreck each other."

You blush, your erection hanging large between your legs and visibly throbbing. Amira smells like she's in heat!

As you two leave the room, one of the stainless steel wall panels opens up and a little waist-high cleaning robot that is basically a tall rectangle on wheels comes out. It quickly cleans up the spots of pre you and Amira left on the floor with brushes on thin jointed arms that pop out of its sides.

As you two head back to your room, you grope each other playfully. Amira's walking ahead of you and you can't stop staring at her exposed, wet taur pussy. About half-way to your room, she starts rubbing at it with her tail while you get so hard your cock starts to leak.

>>>What do you want to do with Amira?

I think it would be cool to fuck Amira while she's transforming. ^_^

I'm in the mood for some taur 69 fun!

Take me back to the beginning.