FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

A commission for P_Dawg of some transformation and gendershifting fun.

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The building stood out like a sore thumb, the bright colors, the noise, the gathering of people as they waited in line. In the midst of the dark and more broken down section of the city, it looked like a combination of circus, amusement park, and concert all in one. Sprawling out across the grounds in a riot of colors and lights that seemed to draw the eye away from the fact that the crowd was not the normal gathering of families, sullen and mischief making teens, fanciful clowns or even band groupies. No it was a sight that went beyond a touch of imagination and into the surreal.

A line gathered inside of the building, winding along a path made up of rope barriers to keep things controlled. And passing outside of those rope barriers were creatures that had no right to mingle with humans. Two legged animals, they passed by that sent a rippling through the crowd as they were watched eagerly and reacted to that admiration by strutting down the line. Wolves and coyotes, towering bulls and powerful rams, dragons and even unicorns padded along with clothing that no longer fit quite right. Flaunting themselves, both male and female, their bodies living works of art. Here was where one could come and become something else for a week, indulge in the base fantasies of animalistic behavior and primal urges.

San gripped his ticket in front of him, watching as another creature came from the doors and drew a breath. The fox was lean and exotic, her fur black and silver with slanted amber eyes that seemed to glitter like jewels in the light of the waiting room. Her clothing seemed a second skin that made the fur look even fuller and heavier, he'd seen her go in. A homely girl, barely five feet tall, a bit chubby and white skinned. Yet here she stalked out a vixen, her hips swaying as she moved to music of her own making and had the audacity to turn to those watching and flash a smile that exposed white canines to send a mixture of arousal and fear through many. A creature to desire and want, that's what this place offered. To change yourself entirely, to become something so taboo, so sexually appealing and different. He looked down at his ticket and grinned to himself, his friends had outdid themselves for his birthday.

He already knew what he wanted to be, one of the equines. His buddy had changed himself last month into a draft horse morph and he'd been hooked on the idea. He was already well muscled, his body the product of hours at the gym and keeping himself fit, the idea of growing nearly three feet in height and dawning an impressive facade with heavy hooves and a thick mane touched something inside of him. He wasn't kidding himself, he knew how well hung horses were, everyone did it was a standard phrase to say someone was hung like a horse. It'd been said by him by more than one lover in his time after all, now he'd show them what being hung like a horse really was.

"Ya waitin' on a invitation? Yer next, stop holdin' up the line!" A gruff voice called and he startled for a moment, finding himself looking straight into the eyes of a large boar. The beast was massive, seven feet tall and broad shouldered, the fur on his back stood up in bristles. Not a domesticated pig, he was designed after a wild boar, complete with a pair of ivory tusks that jutted out from his snout and he SNRRKED impatiently as San walked forward and offered the metallic looking ticket.

"So, whatcha lookin' fer?" The boar grunted, examining the ticket closely and running it under a light to bring out the security marks on it.

"Equine, biggest you got." The answer came swiftly, a grin curling his lips in anticipation.

"Heh, 'fraid not, those are always the first ta go around here. Pick somethin' else."

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Doc Charles watched the people gathering outside of his business with the same smile he always wore, a smile that was partly made up of greed and partly made up of hunger. Oh how easily these people were taken in, how they threw their money at him for such a simple experience. He could even ignore the protesters that gathered at his gate screaming about beastiality and the perceived afterlife of his clients. He padded along in the darkest parts of the room, staying away from the lines, content to remain aloof from their scents of arousal, fear and excitement. Yet for now he was drawn to one loud voice above the rest.

"This ticket is worth good money! What do you mean you don't have any equines left?!" Masculine, outraged, confident, he identified.

"Those are the first ta go, tickets good for one time only. Go back an' get in line earlier next time." He pin pointed the sound of the bouncer Jake easily enough by the slightly slurred words, tusks never did make for proper speech.

"The hell I will! I've been sitting here all night waiting for my chance. What's wrong with you? This like Noah's ark or something? Only two of each animal?"

The angry tone, the edge of entitled demand to it drew the Doc from his lurking. Padding up along the path beyond the roped off line he looked over at the pair that were growing increasingly agitated and found his gaze more drawn to the human. The mans shirt was drawn tight against his upper body, straining over his chest and biceps as if he were making a point to show off the rippling muscles rather than wearing something loose that would survive the change. His pants were at least more sensible, if only barely, but the dark haired customer was certainly easy on the eyes. Not just because of the hair that fell along his brow and the flash of outrage in his eyes, but the way he held himself.

"As if he thinks he can talk his way into anything." Doc murmured to himself in amusement, letting his eyes glide from the arms to see the dark stain of tattoo's marring his skin. The decorations a wild announcement to his desire to change his body, to mark it with his own personal meanings and perhaps even his past. Ahhh tattoos were always such lovely things, standing out like beacons upon the paleness of his skin.

"What the hell ever, lemme talk to the management, I know when I'm getting ripped off." The customer finally stated, folding his arms over his chest and taking an obstinate stance.

Doc Charles felt himself teased with an idea, he had a hundred such ideas every day of the week, but only now and then did he desire to really indulge in them. This young man could be perfect for a bit of fun on his own. It wasn't unheard of for him to take aside someone for a special session, he'd carefully cultured that idea with his clientele until they strove to garner his attention and become one of those chosen few. Whimpering dogs, they behaved as if they wanted a bone, that was no good to him. It didn't give him the pleasure he wanted, nor did it offer him any satisfaction, but this young man...oh this young man could indeed give him much enjoyment for the week. Just as Jake started to remark be moved his cane up and slammed it down against the bar.

"I do believe we have a misunderstanding."

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San almost jumped back as the wood and silver cane came slamming down in front of him, the metal catching the light and stopping his angry words. He followed the cane up and almost flinched as he stared into the strange pale eyes of a hyena, the creature's dark muzzle parted showing formidable teeth as he exposed them in a smile. Unlike the other changed ones he'd seen tonight, this one wore a tailored suit that seemed to resemble a circus masters outfit. The dark red top coat hugged against him, looking all the darker for the splash of white of his shirt beneath it. A set of dark tan riding pants hugged his lower legs leaving his broad paws bare as they curled against the ground. Every inch of him seemed tall, forbidding and strange sinister, but San rallied and tilted his chin up in a defiant manner.

"He says there's no equines left to choose from." He accused, gesturing at the boar that gave the hyena a strange look.

"Ain't no more, sir, last one got the change 'bout twenty minutes ago." Jake grunted after a few moments, "Told him ta come back next week an' get in line earlier."

"Ahh, well we are running a business, Jake, we should give him what he wants." The voice was smooth and deep, as if it were something touchable and sent a thrill down Sans spine. Dimly he remembered the billboard on the road sign depicting a picture of the same hyena, though in the picture he had looked amused and welcoming. In person he felt like trapped by the scent, sight and tone of the owners voice, he tightened his arms over his chest and tried to push those reactions to the back of his mind. The boar worked his jaw a moment.

"Sir, I can't give 'em what we don't got."

"That's why I intervened, Jake, I can see he has his heart set on being an equine of sorts. But I'm afraid all I have left is donkey." The pale eyes swiveled towards him, almost seeming to try to take him apart piece by piece. "It would be up to you of course, but sadly, that's all I have currently available."

San drew his brows together in a frown, pushing back his hair from his face as he thought it through, missing the avid hunger that rolled through the hyena's eyes. A donkey? Just the thought made him want to just come back another night, it wasn't exactly the most dignified of changes. Still, donkey's were just as well hung as horses, and he hadn't seen a single morph come out of the building that had looked anything less then appealing. Hell even the boar had his own attributes.

"I know what you're thinking, donkey's do lack a certain.." The hyena hesitated, "dignity when compared to the arabians and Clydesdales, but I assure you they make up for it in other ways. Of course if you agree, you'll be my own personal guest."

"Guest?" San's voice turned wary at those words, narrowing his eyes a trifle while shifting his stance.

"Bah, come now, don't be so suspicious, it's a high honor." The cane snapped down and hooked part of the rope partition to pull it aside, "Come along, or else you may wait for next week and hope you're here early enough."

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Charles smiled to himself as the man hesitated for a few seconds before like many a person, fear of having a treat taken away made him move. Be they child or adult, offering them a prize and then offering to take it away always made them react to easily and a smile curled his dark muzzled lips. A smile that hinted at his fangs, like the seductive grin that the serpent must have given Eve upon offering her the apple. He padded along out of the side door, trusting in the man's own desires to have him keep up and started along the path of the outdoor park.

The lights that hung up cast enough light to see by, but not enough to take away from the mystique of the brightly colored tents. Barkers called out to people towards games of chance, designed to show off their new bodies and attract perhaps a partner for the evening. The Doc was always careful to ensure each person walked away with a partner, or else they might stop coming to spend money not only on the Change, but on the games and rides outside of it. Here were the women that smelled of lust and fear, and he felt their attention shift towards him for a moment as he passed by. Wolves and lions, bears and dragons padded among all of them, but it was he that made a tremor run through them. Ah human instinct, bless their hearts, they knew when a predator was in their midst.

"I'm afraid due to it's lack of popularity I retired this Change a few months ago, you'll have to indulge me and come to where I store the supplies for the domesticated animals." He finally spoke, luring San in closer to hear his words. "I assure you though, I will give you an experience you shall never forget..." The words trailed off inviting the young man to give his name.

"San, and I'm glad to hear it. Ticket was a present from friends and I had my heart set on something flashier, but if what you said was true this will do." His voice came hopeful and also still touched with disappoint his first choice had gone awry.

The hyena stepped up to a large fanciful barn, not quite the sort you'd see on a farm. It was more an idealized version of one, bright red and trimmed with curling frame work that gave it the appearance of what someone from the city might imagine a good country barn would appear. His cane hooked against the door and he pulled rolling it open and giving a bow of his upper body, the motion so fluid it made him appear as if he had bones in places he shouldn't. His large ears flicking up on either side of the worn top hat on his head as he regarded the human, carefully hiding the hunger and anticipation in his eyes.

"I promise you, San, this shall give you an experience that nothing else in the world can compare to. I dare say you'll be loathe to leave this Change when all is done." His voice deepened to a hint of a purr as the muscular young man stepped into the barn dubiously, his eyes looking around and not even noticing that the hyena pulled the door shut with a metal clang and a tap of his cane set the lock in place.

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San's eyes flickered over the barn, he didn't have much experience with them all and all. He'd grown up in the city and aside from occasional movies and the zoo he hadn't set foot in anything even resembling a farm. He took in the lack of windows, not finding it odd at all that they were missing, and instead looked over at the rows upon rows of stalls. Each one lined with metal bars to separate it from the stalls on either side and on the front of the broad door. Just a glance proved they weren't empty; a few mild eyed animals peered out from them and shifted with a dull thudding sound of hooves as they were disturbed.

"I apologize for the less then extravagant environment; this is where I keep my own animals. As you can see I have quite a fondness for animals of all shapes and sizes." The voice had lowered, how the hell did he make that sound. Just under his tone was something like a rumbling purr that made a shudder run up San's back and he shrugged it off.

"I guess it's alright, though if this isn't what you told me I expect I'll get my ticket back." He followed as the suited figure padded along the rows of stalls and let out an eerie chuckling laugh, a high pitched noise that almost made him freeze. Something just wasn't right here, but he couldn't put his finger on it and the hell if he was going to turn back.

"I promise you'll get it back." Came the answer as he was lead past the stalls to a heavy oak door.

He paused to take a glance at a few of the creatures in the stalls; horses of several sizes and shapes regarded him with mild curiosity, a ram craned his head up and let out a soft bleat, the snorting of something that sounded like a hog, all farm animals. Together the scents were musky, but not dirty, they were definitely clean at least. He lifted a hand and ran it through his hair for a moment as the Doc held the door open to a secondary room that didn't look at all like it belonged in a barn. It was tiled with a drain in the floor, metal counters gleamed and were polished, a thickly padded chair was in the center of the room.

"This was where we first started offering folks Changes, we made the rooms more...appealing over time though so they were more comfortable. I fear this is the bare minimum though." Came the rich deep voice, and he swallowed before slipping into the room and the shuffling noises of the animals was quickly gone as the thick door shut behind him.

"Ah, I see. Well, I guess I can deal with no frills." He glanced around a little, jerking his eyes this way and that over the place, it looked almost like a cold doctors office with none of the warm colored walls and comforting knick knacks that made one have the illusion of ease.

"Now kindly strip down, I'll start getting things ready while you do that." The muzzle parted and a dark red tongue curled out in a lupine looking smile, "I've found you humans get so upset when your clothing is ruined during the change and I have no spares here to offer you to wear after."

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"You're not human?" The voice cracked and Charles almost fluffed his fur up in pleasure at the unease, turning his back on the human to start opening cabinets to allow San the illusion of privacy.

"Do I look human?" He countered promptly, his paw sorting through the vials and reading the fine print on the amber liquids until he found the one he wanted and set it on the counter with a clink of glass on metal.

"No, but no one looks human who was Changed, isn't that the point? Fork over some cash and wham you're something else for a week." The voice grew muffled as the shirt was pulled over his head and the doctor couldn't help but laugh, the sharp high pitched giggle escaping his jaws more animalistic then he intended.

"I was born this way, I found and isolated the DNA that made me different, others of my kind different and through trial an error I found a way to convert others into something like me. Though I fear it isn't permanent, it's a fleeting thing for so many, but it has proved lucrative to myself and others, and made it easier to appear in public." He found the second vial he was looking for and his lips tugged up in a smile at the sound of pants unzipping behind him and being pushed downwards to hit against the ground.

"I, oh..I guess that makes sense." Came the answer, hesitant and suspicious as if afraid he were being mocked couldn't pin point just why.

Charles deftly filled two syringes, one with the pale amber colored drug and the second with a milky colored one and set them aside for now before turning around. He lets his gaze slide over the now naked form, watching San's reaction to his appraisal and to his amusement the young man seemed to flaunt his nudity. He certainly had reason; the muscled chest lacked the layer of fat that many who came here had, his abdomen toned from either hard work or perhaps working in the gym and his legs held a strong potential of a runner. Yet his gaze slide down to the flaccid shaft that draped down over the rounded balls and he quirked his lips slightly, even soft it was quite an impressive tool.

"Ah I see why you wanted an equine." He murmured and gestured to the chair, "Please sit down, I hope you'll forgive me but I'll need to put some mild restraints on you. The Change often makes people panic at first and I've found it's better safe then sorry."

"I won't panic." Came the smug reply, a smile on the mans face showing a bit of disdain that others had, San finally showing eagerness at the idea of what was to come as he slid onto the smooth leather of the chair making it creak as his legs rested over it. It was designed much like a dentist's chair, able to allow a person to recline comfortably on it.

The hyena spared no other words but came up to the nude San's side and pulled out a padded restraint to go over his chest and move the muscled arms to either arm rest to be snugged down tightly enough to stop him from pulling them back and free. The entire while he let his gaze drink in that masculine form, oh the boy had no idea what was in store for him. He hit every mark in the hyena's desires, cocky, well muscled, well hung, slightly entitled. It would be a pleasure to teach him a lesson and a chance to try out a new addition to his experiments.

"You'll feel just a slight sting." He murmured as he swabbed San's arm with an alcohol pad, rubbing over it briskly before plucking up the first syringe and injecting the pale amber drug with a precise and practiced ease. Before the man could question another syringe came into play, sliding into the arm and the rush of the drug was pressed down. "Let me know if you feel any pain, it should be strange feeling, but not painful."

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San watched and didn't flinch when he felt the prick of first one needle and then the second, idly wondering if he should have questioned more closely about what his friend had experienced. Then again he'd been too taken with watching him show off the equine body both clothed and unclothed and seeing just how a horse was built. It felt cold for a moment as the drug rolled through him, it seemed to spread from his arm to the rest of his body at an increasingly rapid pace. His breath caught in his throat and his arms flexed against the armrests as he looked down along his body.

Hundreds of ants seemed to be crawling over his skin, it itched, it tickled, it sent shudders down his spine and made him squirm back against the leather and part his lips open a bit wider to suck in a swift breath. His eyes flickered over towards the hyena as he sat down on a small stool and started to throw away the syringes, seeming to ignore him as he started to squirm trying to get at the itch that was rolling along him. His cheeks burned a bit as he felt blood gorging his shaft, filling it out as it started to raise upwards in arousal and he looked down the line of his body to see a splash of grey starting to run along his chest.

It almost looked like a spot in his vision, except the spot grew and spread wider as fur began to push out from his body, flat and a dark grey as it started to spread along his chest and arms and he could feel a slight ache in his fingers. They thickened, swelling as his nails started to grow harder and darker, more hoof like, his two middle fingers began to pull together and he let out a soft sound as the skin spread between them to form one thick finger rather than two. The fur coated the back of his hand as the joints felt heavy and strange, flexing them against the arm rest trying to get a feel for them. His eyes going down to look at his now half hard cock, wanting to see if it'd started to grow as well but a sudden strange tickle ran along his face distracting him.

He spread his lips a little, they grew heavier, thicker as they opened and he ran his tongue over them, licking just against the edges. They almost felt loose and he went cross eyed trying to watch, even as the noises of the room grew sharper. He could hear the breathing of the hyena and the noises of things being opened and closed as the doctor made busy work for himself, even the thick door didn't hide the sound of shifting animals and he twitched an ear to follow them. He twitched an ear! His long ear swiveled to one side on it's own and the weight felt odd on top of his head, his avidly watching eyes soon saw his nose growing broader and his lips pressing out.

His nose broadened from a line that ran down to a short spread nostrils, growing broader as the grey fur darkened into black and his lips opened as an ache started to form in his jaws. Teeth drawing inwards and his tongue felt heavier thicker, trying to move it to find out what was wrong when he felt a gape in his teeth themselves! He was losing teeth, no they were being drawn inwards! He shook his head roughly and opened his lips to tell the doctor and horrifyingly a bray erupted from his lips, loud and rasping so that his arms twitched trying to cover his mouth..no muzzle! A large heavy muzzle rested on his face as his eyes blurred and changed into something else.

"My AWWHH-HEEHEEEHEE teeth!" He flushed and automatically pulled his ears back as he brayed out in the middle of the sentence, the hyena looked up with a slight smile.

"It's normal, equines don't have a full set of teeth like humans, I assure you it's going just fine." Came the soothing voice in reply.

He would have said more but the itching sensation went along his head and neck, his hair pulled up from where it slide along his eyes and he could feel hair growing against the base of his neck, short bristles that formed a mohawk. His neck started to thicken and he shifted uncomfortably, it didn't feel like the proud arch of a stallion, but it was just a donkey. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. His eyes felt strange, to the sides of his head so he had to turn his muzzle slightly look down his body as his feet started to grow warmer, almost hot and he stifled another embarrassing bray as he watched his toes thicken, the nails spread and joining together into a solid black hoof as he lost feeling.

San tried to move his toes, tried to flex them but he couldn't even feel it! He moves his legs and his hooves just grazed against the leather without a feel for the material beneath it and then there was the strangest sensation of pressure building. It started on his legs and moved up in a line, trailing against his spine so he tried to arch up but the restraint across his chest kept him in place. His legs grew heavier and heavier until he watched his foot lengthen, the hoof at the end going farther away as his knee drew closer to his body. Making what used to be his toes his entire foot, or hoof rather as his ankle grew larger and stronger, both of them seemed strange. The joints weirdly put together so that he tried to flex them and pull them up.

So entranced was he with the legs that he missed the changes as they started to trickle and tease over his balls and hardened cock. It was only when he felt a brush of fur against the head of his shaft did he turn his attention and watch black flesh start to roll over his girth and a thrill ran through him. Ohhh yes this was it, he'd be hung well enough to attract anyone, anything! The dark flesh spread over his tip and made him squirm as a clear drop of precum bubbled up to spill down against his stomach. He was done worrying about being watched, just seeing the changes started made his breath catch in his throat.

San felt himself growing more sensitive, even the brush of the tip against his stomach caused him pleasure as a warmth started to grow in his belly, but even as he watched his swollen cock started to retreat. He saw a thick roll of flesh starting to form at the base of him, and licked his now thick and heavy lips, the start of his sheath. Even as he thought it the dark length started to retreat back towards it, pulling along his belly. For a second he thought he was growing soft through the changes, but he could see every inch of his was as hard as before, he wasn't pulling back INTO the sheath, he was shrinking. He brayed out suddenly in panic, horrified by the abrasive noise that burst out of him.

"Somethings wrong! Get over here, you messed EEE-HAWHAWHAW up!" He got out jerking at the restraints as more of his proud girth pulled backwards, growing thinner and more sensitive. The hyena looked up and a smile curled his lips.

"I don't see anything wrong." He commented in a strangely mild voice, San jerked his head to glare at him and then down at himself.

"Look at my cock!" He brayed out in panic, twitching as he watched it go from being past his belly button to short and thick, the thick fold of skin at the base started to crease together and thicken. The dark skin gleaming in the light as a smaller fold pulled up and started to slide up around what was..no what had been his cock. The thick head of it pulling back to become a dark red nub and his eyes widened as he realized what it looked like as the lips grew puffy and pressed together almost hiding what had been his shaft. "Oh god, what the hell?! What is thAHH-HEE-HEE-HEE-t!"

"That would be in technical terms a vagina, a cunt I believe." The hyena padded over to look down at the thick lips and a smile curled his muzzle, it held a wealth of sin and wicked thoughts as the fangs gleamed in the light. "I told you I had a donkey morph left, you failed to specify you wished to be a male donkey."

"OF COURSE I MEANT MALE!" San brayed out, his eyes showing a ring of white panic before groaning, "St-AHHHH-HAW-HEEE-HEEE-op this!"

"I'm afraid once it's started it's not stoppable, San. Now just calm down and enjoy the experience, you do recall I promised one you would never forget." The hyena's ears flattened at the sound of the braying and he shook his head, "I believe I will go see to the other part of your evening, I'd forgotten just how loud donkey's can be when upset. Now be a good girl and try not to struggle too much."

"You dirty.." San started out before shuddering as his stomach rippled, his ears burned a dark red at being called a girl. He wasn't a girl! Oh god he was going to be sick, his stomach was aching and churning.

The door shut and he was left twisting his hips, his eyes staring down at the perfectly tear shaped, dark lipped cunt between his legs. His clit barely visible as he felt things shifting inside of him, moving and let out a whimper after a few moments as his balls started to pull up against his inner thighs. Being drawn up against his body at first and then into his body making him bray out in sudden fear as they shifted inside of him, almost to the point of pain, he had no idea what was happening inside of him. That his once proud seed producing orbs were being changed into rich ova producing ovaries, ducts joining up to form a perfect and fertile uterus. All he knew was blind panic as his pride and joy disappeared entirely!

The first hint that something was even more wrong with the sudden flood of hormones rolling through him, forced into his..no oh god her body. She was female, she could feel something shifting inside of her and she watched in horror as those dark lips flared open and snugged together, winking and flashing the red nub of her clit. Her breathing sped up as everything felt hot, and swollen, tugging against the restraints, missing the strange feeling of a ropey tail forming under her, a brush of fur erupting from the very tip.

San felt the tickling and rolling feel of the changes finally stop, her breathing rough as her nostrils flared and tried to deal with the feelings inside of her. The worst was the faint trickle as wetness beaded along her dusky folds, the hot scent on the air she couldn't even pin point, it was sweet and thickening until she could taste it. Vaguely realizing it was female, very female and her swollen lips winked again this time able to watch the wetness spreading over the inner folds. She brayed out a sound of horror and outrage at the sight, shoving herself against the restraints again trying to pull her way free.

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Doc Charles stroked the underside of the placid donkey's chin with one padded finger, the morphic beast stared at him with mild calm eyes as if nothing in the world could shake him. Not that there was much of a mind in the stud, he was barely above an animal, but he was the only donkey he'd come across in quite some time. Beau was good for hard work, stable work mostly, the 6 foot tall donkey even now was wearing a pair of overalls well worn through.

"You won't need those, Beau, I've found you a prize jenny." Charles murmured affectionately, "I've been waiting until she went into heat to introduce you."

"Sah?" Beau drawled out, blinking his mild eyes a few times with a light of interest, "Thank ya, sah! Thought Ah was the last."

"Oh no, Beau, you're not the last. But she's quite... spirited. She might fight you and protest, but you know that for the greater good she needs to be bred." Charles kept up the soothing strokes as he padded towards the door, his keen ears hearing the brays that kept erupting from her. The stolid jack unsnapped his overalls and began to tug them down, sliding them over his muscled frame and the thick fur that was rough and coarse. Charles looked down at the heavy leathery pouch and the glans that just barely showed and almost growled his pleasure. It was no lie, donkey's were well equipped, more so then horses when it came to size proportion.

"Ah understand, Sah, should Ah go gentle with her?" The slow southern drawl rolled from Beau's lips as he stared at the door, already his nostrils flaring wider.

"No, not at all, you can be as needy as you like. I think she'll enjoy an ardent lover in fact."

Charles opened the door and the scent was thick in the room, his nose wrinkling at that heavy female scent that seemed to run through his nose. Hot, sweet, fertile in ways that made him lap his tongue over his padded nose and he put a hand in front of the jack who suddenly stiffened and the long ears snapped up over his head. The dark glans pushed out of it's sheath and started to drop, wrinkled and flaccid for now but starting to engorge with blood at the sight of the jenny laying bound on the chair.

"Stay a moment, Beau, I need to prep her for you first." He patted the coarse furred arm lightly as he approached the outraged looking female.

"Y-you bastard! You damned liar!" She brayed out, her ears flat against her head and her lips curling back to show her teeth, "Let me the fuck go, I'm going to sue this entire place!"

"Ah my dear, for what? You wished to be an equine, you now are one, and in a unique position to help me continue one of our races. You'd be surprised, but donkeys are almost impossible to find within my circle. But you, you can help ensure we continue the line and help my poor Beau out. He only gets so much pleasure from the mares after all, and mules are sterile for my purposes."

The hyena slid his eyes over the bound form with the same pleasure an artist might show, the tattoos that had stood out on naked human flesh had carried over in the pattern of darkened fur. An erotic and exotic look when it seemed to have grown naturally, her form padded over with a soft hint of curves. The muscle having been covered under the plush feminine appearance, her hips spread wider then before, perfect for birthing. All and all a lovely jenny, with eyes that were fiery and defiant, trying to hide the humiliated horror behind it all as he moved over to a cabinet and opened it up.

"You sick freak! Let me go! I'm naww-hee-heee-t carrying anything, let me the hell GO! NOW!" She thrashed up against the restraints trying to pull off them and twisted about in an effort to gain her freedom.

"No I don't believe I will," the hyena giggled, the whooping laughter of his kind as he found what he was looking for with a jangle of leather and metal.

He stared over the form and frowned, no breasts, not yet. Such a shame, then again if former experiences were right she'd grow plump with them once she was pregnant, filling up with milk until they were round, ripe and sensitive. He pulled out the ankle restraints first and came up to one side of her, careful of any attempts to kick and gripped her ankle and pulled it down to wrap the leather just above the hoof itself. The torrent of threats falling on deaf ears as he secured it and then pulled out the next to wrap around the other ankle, tying them down at the base of the chair so her legs hung down to either side and forcibly spread apart. The strap joining the restraints tied off to the chair base itself to stop her from kicking and other wise harming anyone.

"Beau, do come here and start to get your jenny ready." He finally interrupted San's suggestions on what he could do to his own mother.

"Get him the hell away from me!" Came the brayed reply, and he showed some amount of amusement as her nostrils started to quiver, so the girl could scent him hmm? A good sign indeed.

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San tried to ignore the scent, oh god it was strong, it was wonderful, it was musky and thick and her stomach cramp with desire for something she didn't even want to think about. Her legs pulled and strained against the restraints, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as her legs spread to either side revealing the extent of her changed body. Everything felt swollen there, swollen and sensitive so that her breathing was already growing faster as the hollow clop of hooves were heard and she found herself looking at a common donkey. His eyes were deep dark brown and his upper lip suddenly peeled back, curling up and over his nose as he breathed deeply.

"Oh my, he likes your scent." Came the murmured sound of the hyena's voice in her ear, taunting her as his fingers slide down under her chin and pulled her head upwards removing her view of the large male donkey.

The touch was demanding as he pulled leather over her head, sliding it past her eyes and she felt her ears being moved to make room for the band that went in front and behind them. Straps buckling under her jaw and muzzle as the halter was fastened and something rubbery pushed against her thick lips that she pursed shut. The expected force didn't come to try and force her to spread them though, they just remained there until she started to grow puzzled, as if he were waiting for something.

San brayed out, her lips opening in an almost screech of shock as something soft, moist and hot pushed between her thighs and a blast of hot air ran over her newly formed folds. The soft muzzle pushed in and started to nose and flat teeth worked to nip against the puffy dark lips, plucking at them as the jack started to take in the scents of his prize. The moment her lips opened a hard rubber ring was shoved into her mouth and held her lips open so she couldn't shut them and her teeth dug into it. Her tongue pushed trying to dislodge the ring gag only to feel it being clipped firmly into place against the halter.

"See? It's better if you don't fight it." The voice was smooth, mocking, and slightly breathy. Oh god was he getting off on this?

A thick tongue pushed out and she felt it grinding up against her folds, spreading her open and curling up on what used to be her cock. Her back tried to arch upwards as she brayed and squealed out a sound of protest, oh god it shouldn't feel this good. But it was, she felt herself growing wet, the muscles winking herself at the male and she tried to clench her eyes shut to stop herself from enjoying this. She was male, she was male, oh god she was a male. She just had to remember that, but the tongue was eager, lapping and curling as the soft lips pushed against either side of the swollen mound, almost sucking against it.

The newly made jenny was so lost in both her denial and horror that she didn't even notice the clicking sound as the chair was lowered closer to the ground. A few inches at first and soon she was only held up at about two feet from the floor, the nose followed and the jack drew in closer. Only realizing her predicament when she felt something thick and heavy grazing against her leg, a hot drooling wetness that started to run down her thigh. Her head jerked up to stare down seeing the ebony girth fully dropped from the jack. Each veined inch of him standing out from the blunt head, to the medial ring, to the thickest part of the base. His nose burrowed between her legs and she could see his tail slapping back and forth against his hips.

"I think he's enjoying himself." The whispered words came out near her ear, "I don't think we should make him wait much longer, not after all he's waited for. And a jenny in heat is too much to ask anyone to refuse."

She mmphed and tried to berate the hyena only to see him watching her with fiercely bright eyes, his pants straining over the bulge hidden within them. Her body arched up as the soft touch of the lips slipped away from her folds and found herself almost writhing trying to return that touch again. Her cheeks darkening at her own desire as the large jack blinked down at her and spread his lips, the rough bray that erupted almost hurt her ears. His sides heaving as he slid his legs up onto the chair, his hands moving down to grip her hips.

"Ahh I see he's eager for you, but I can't have him frightened by a virgin jenny's vocalizations. I want this to take after all." Came the hyena's voice, her eyes angrily flicking over as she tried to show her teeth at him. The continual hints that she was going to be bred jabbing at her. It'd be okay, in a week she'd be fine! She'd turn back, it'd be fine, just fine.

San watched with wide frightened eyes as the jack leaned over her, his coarse fur brushed against her, the thick musk of dried sweat and male hot on her tongue. Able to watch the dark girth shifting below her, it was too big, too thick, oh god that wasn't going to fit. It couldn't fit, it'd break her, tear her. Panic starting to flood her at the very thought of it, no matter quite a few of her former lovers had had the same complaints and she'd only felt smug she'd been able to make them take every inch of her former cock.

Then something hard was pushing along her folds, rubbing against them and she heard a braying noise again as thick nails gripped her hips and she swallowed convulsively as pressure started to build. Her cunny protested and spasmed slightly, it was too big, too large and suddenly something hot and slippery spilled out of the tip before it caught against her tender opening and spread her open. The inner walls strained in protest, so wet and slick from her own desire, it was still painful trying to fit him and she jerked against the restraints. Crying out as she felt the glans pop inside of her and the hot wash of the jacks breath against her neck before his blunt teeth clenched down against her shoulder to hold her still.

After the tip had pushed in, more followed, spreading her wider and wider so that her legs kicked against the restraints, San's breathing growing ragged. She felt the hot drooling precum splashing into her, tainting her inner walls with his musk and his body pressing over every inch of her. The whooping giggle was heard in the background as Charles watched and the sudden blow to her ego in the words, "My, stretchy aren't you? I should hope so, a foal is going to be quite a bit larger. Stop being so gentle, beau, she'll enjoy it a bit rough." She clenched her teeth against the ring gag and tried to curse but it burst out a harsh braying noise as the hips suddenly slammed forward and her eyes watered.

The burning pain flooded her for a moment as the jack shoved himself in to the medial ring, pushing against her outer folds before drawing back gleaming wetly with her own arousal. The next thrust was harder, rocking the entire chair under her as the medial ring strained her open and suddenly slipped into her body. The texture of that ridge drawing forth a rush of unwillingly pleasure from her as her walls clamped down hard and a spasm tried to pull around the ebony girth. His breath so hot it was moist against her neck as he let out a hot rush before pulling back again all the way until his tip threatened to pull out, plumping out her outer lips and another thrust that rocked her body as he slammed up against a barrier inside of her.

The blunt glans ground against her cervix making her stomach cramp slightly, her wetness being sluiced off around his girth when he thrust forward to form a gleaming glaze over her stretched outer folds. A shudder passed through her a moment before his hips drew back and he thrust again, starting to take her in full rough motions, driving himself entirely inside of her before pulling back. Rubbing and stroking within the passage of her body until she felt the humiliating rush of pleasure starting to form in her belly. Oh god it felt good, the aching pain of being taken starting to fade as her walls clenched and massaged around his girth. Trying to suckle around him as she grew wetter, not just with her own arousal, but with the hot precum that kept bubbling from the tip of him. She could feel it running down the crease of her rump as she stifled a low moan in her throat. Oh god, this was wrong, it was beyond wrong. The coarse furred jack muffled a groan as the lewd grunts and wet noises of his cock plunging into her stung her ears.

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Charles watched the pair, his long red tongue sliding along his muzzle with appreciation for the view. Oh it was a lovely sight, standing from behind he could see the dark cock plunging fully into that newly formed cunny, the wetness being formed around the base as the jack started to thrust harder. Even sweeter was the sound of her brays erupting out of her gag, so soon turning into the sweet sound of her moans of pleasure at what was happening. She couldn't deny how much she was enjoying her time with the jack, her body was uniquely suited to him.

Almost idly he slid a hand down to stroke along the bulge in his pants, massaging against it and his tongue darted out again to stroke along his nose and an almost growl rumbled in his chest. It wasn't often he indulged in the sheer pleasure of watching two animals mate, the sight of the darker furred jack lunging down and his hands gripping against the jenny's hips burned into his mind. He shifted his stance just in time to see the massive leathery balls slap up against the curve of her ass, hitting there and growing slick with the mingled wetness. He knew intimately just how much this jack could release and he had no doubt he'd ensure that San was well filled by the end.

As he watched the pace pick up he moved and stopped idly massaging his own arousal, he could tend to that later. He might even tend to it using those thick soft lips of the jenny and finding out just how far down he could push himself. Herbivores were so much fun that way, they lacked the more violent gag reflex of other animals and made it deliciously fun to hilt himself in. He opened a drawer to find a thick plug, glancing at it and then at Beau he sorted through the pile until he'd found a slightly thicker one.

The hyena kept it loosely held as he approached San's head and let out a low almost purr in his throat, "That's right, enjoy it, you'll have time to come to love it I promise. He'll be studding you every day you're in heat, and once you're pregnant, the change becomes quite irreversible."

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San's ears burned at the words, they were branded into her mind as Beau thrust harder, the sound of his balls clapping against her ass and the feel of the weight of them never stopped. It ached, it hurt, it felt horrifyingly right and erotic until her entire body pulsed in time with her beating heart. Her breathing ragged, drawing in each breath and at times moaning it out as her hips started to raise upwards to join up against the donkey's trying to push him in deeper instinctively. Her eyes were clenched shut, doing her best to block out what was happening.

The donkey started to thrust harder, brutally slamming home and jabbing against her tender cervix making her squeal out and writhe beneath his greater weight. The hot male scent was rubbing against her, ingraining itself against her own fur as he clenched his teeth down hard enough to bruise and she jerked her head knocking her spread muzzle against his neck as if trying to bite him in return. She could feel drool against the corner of her muzzle, unable to even swallow it properly, like some sort of animal. The thrusts knocked her back against the chair and she felt something swelling inside of her.

San's eyes flashed about, showing white all around the corners as the tip started to flare open and the smacking balls started growing harder and tighter up against Beau's body. She brayed out a wild panicked sound as the medial ring plucked and tugged inside of her, forcing pleasure to run through her. Her thick fingers balled up trying to stop it from coming, she felt it building inside of her stomach, the tension working through her trembling muscles before her eyes squeezed shut and a loud cry erupted from her throat. Her walls spasming closed as they started to milk and suckle around the dark cock, pulling around it greedily as her body knew what it wanted, even as the newly made jenny felt the horror of orgasming beneath the jack.

"Oh you filthy little beast, getting off on knowing he's breeding you with foal." Came the hated whisper in her ear.

The flared tip shoved up against her cervix, sealing around it with the thick edges and the jack released her shoulder as his chest heaved with the sudden braying noise that erupted from him. His ball sac wrinkling up as he pumped up the thick virile seed and the sudden wet warmth erupted from his tip against her barrier. The pressure like a warm jab to her lower stomach as she lets out a squealing bray, the eruption of thick creamy seed shoved against her, the urethra of the beast jutting out as it was forced against that small opening inside of her. The pressure building and building, growing to the point she was near panicked that she was about to burst before something gave inside of her and the warm slippery seed spilled it's way into her waiting womb.

Her form shuddered and jerked, the jack holding still for a moment, his jaws open and tongue lolling out in pleasure before he gave another short thrust breaking the seal his flared tip had shifted and the warmth was being forced around the cock straining her walls. Dribbling out in a pearly spill along her inner thighs as he gave another hard thrust. The virile seed spreading into her fertile body, threatening to ensure the hyena's threat was true. That she would carry a foal and she pushed at him and struggled, her own tongue almost falling out between her lips at the wet obscene feel of his thrusts churning the thick gouts of his seed inside of her.

The jets of seed finally started to taper off, her body giving a shudder as she breathed heavily. Her form sleek with a sheen of sweat, her ears held back against her head in humiliated anger at what had just happened, her walls though continued to squeeze and pull, drawing more of his seed into her even as her mind screamed a protest. The weight of jack pressed down against her, his shaft starting to soften within her body as she felt it pulling the head backwards slightly from her aching cervix. Her entire passage felt bruised and violated.

"Now now, Beau, you'll have time to get to know her better later. For now I need you to let go of her so I can make sure your hard work wasn't in vain." The hyena's voice came to her like a splash of cold water. Her head jerking up and glaring only to see him watching with wide almost feverish eyes, his pants strained over a heavy bulge. Her cheeks burning with humiliation, he'd not just watched, he'd enjoyed watching the entire thing!

The jack lifted his head and slowly pulled himself upwards, the shaft dragging along her sore passage so that a short moan spilled out of her throat before she could stop it. Everything felt horribly sensitive, the stroke as it pulled out ran along her until she tried to twist her hips to get away. The thick flare tugging back against her outer folds until it pulled out with a slick noise and dropped downwards leaving the male to stare down at her and arch his neck a bit looking smug. His gleaming cock draping against his thigh, slimed with cum and her own arousal as the tip still drooled a thin strand of semen down and onto the floor.

She didn't have a chance to enjoy the relief of having the cock out of her for long, the hyena padded down to her legs holding something bright blue in his hands. She let out a snort and then squealed as something thicker then the donkey's cock shoved inside of her body, the tip was slender but it rapidly opened to the point of being almost too big before it settled inside of her. Her lips wrapped around behind the thickest part to where it was only about as big around as her thumb and then it widened again as the base pressed against her.

"We don't want you leaking out all of that seed now do we?" Doc Charles gave a grin that spread his jaws wide showing every inch of his white teeth. His fingers sliding up to stroke along her inner thigh, swirling through the thick mixture of wetness, gathering it along his tip. She glared at him, her ears still firmly back against her head as the pearly glazed finger neared her muzzle and she clenched her jaws against the ring bit trying to close her mouth.

The finger curled along San's tongue, wiping itself clean as she tried not to choke at the thick male taste of cum and her own arousal, there was nothing masculine left about that flavor as he rubbed his finger back and forth before finally letting her tongue go. His fingers moving up to unclip the ring holding her muzzle wide spread and tugged it out to let her close her mouth. It wasn't an improvement the moment she closed her mouth she tasted herself and the jack mixed together and wrinkled her nose up. Swallowing convulsively to try and rid herself of the taste.

"Y-you, untie me! Let me the hell go." Her voice came out hoarse, cracking slightly with the words.

"Now why would I do that? Where would you go? Home? I'm sure your friends and family would quite enjoy this new form. As much as Beau here." He gestured towards the jack that blinked down and his lips were quirked up in a slight smile.

"I don't care! Just let me the hell alone and go!"

"No, San, I don't think so. Beau here will be taking care of you, once you prove trustworthy I'll move you into a stall. For now, I believe you're going to be safely kept here until I know you won't bolt."

San watched as the hyena gestured towards the naked donkey, the large grey form shifting towards the door as his dark used cock pulled back into his sheath. The doctor moving towards the wall and flicking a switch to dim the lights in the room until there was just enough to make out the shapes and shadows around him. The large hyena paused near the door, his eyes reflecting the light strangely as he turned his head to regard her. His voice spilling from his lips so that it's almost touchable, like fur running down her spine until she shifted and made a soft noise.

"Sleep well, San, and do your best to come to terms with your new life. You may fight now, but after the first foal or maybe the second you'll grow to life this life I'm sure. Beau will be by later this evening to stud you for another round and if you fail him or myself I will introduce you to the stallions and you'll carry mules." The threat was purred out into the darkness before his form disappeared and the jenny was left in the muted darkness. Left to wonder just how this had happened, and feeling the warmth of the jacks seed in her womb starting to take root and held inside by the plug, ensuring her fate was all the doctor had promised.