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Kett's eyes parted slowly among subdued moans and gasps. Her head still swimming in euphoria, she slowly realized that she was engulfed in a warm darkness. Flesh pulsing with a dozen heartbeats, Kett attempted to move her body but found herself constricted, bound in the fetal position within a thin but tough membrane. A voice, that newly familiar voice, informed her that her transformation was nearly complete, and that she should not struggle. And Kett knew, subconsciously or not, that she need not worry. The membrane opened near her head, and slid down her face and body. Several strong tentacles supported her weight, and her eyes adjusted to the darkness.

She was at the bottom of the well, held just above the surface of the water. As she gazed upon her surroundings, she realized that the handful of guards and citizens pulled down into the depths lined the rough stone walls, hanging from the slime in various positions. She noticed that the creature from the deep had made a few new additions to its collection, a full dozen people now bound within the lower reaches of the well, grinding and gyrating against grasping tendrils. The pinprick of light, far above, was nearly blotted out by the dense web of tentacles.

Her gaze then fell to her own body. Kett's vision in the dark seemed improved, but she still had a hard time discerning exactly what she had become. Running her fingertips over her chest she felt her familiar fur, soft and well-kept, but with the addition of centimeter-thin strands of dense slime embedded into her skin, pulled taut over her chest and extremities, perfectly symmetrical, outlining her existing curves. Her hands found her way to her breasts, which had grown slightly, but not overly so, and then her neck, muscular and thin, with fixed tendons of the black ooze running up her face.

Feeling down, over her tight stomach, her hands trembled as she searched for her new appendage. Quivering and rigid, her cock felt hot and alien. It resembled a male fox's manhood, red and tender, complete with a thick bulb at the base, but with the addition of a pair of black tendrils running down the sides, fixed to the yearning flesh. She ran her paw down the length, feeling every inch of her new meat, squeezing hard and clenching her ass cheeks as the intensity of the pleasure surprised her. Sliding her opposite paw down below the base of her cock, Kett felt the familiar twinge of excitement as her finger brushed against her clit. Fingers inching downward, parting her tender lips, the fox pushed a finger into the dripping wetness between her legs. Sudden waves of pleasure coursing through her body caused her to grip her thick cock even harder, squeezing and rubbing her palm over the swelled knot and shaft.

The tentacles supporting her body shifted, and she felt the approval of the creature. It desired to know which, of the captured souls bound to it, she wanted to stimulate her. Head ablaze with passion, her memory flashed back to the first night she saw the creature, and remembered what had happened to the three guards. Immediately her thoughts shot to that gigantic red dog cock, and the long human cock beneath it. No sooner thought than done, the creature lifted her to the wall where the amalgamated creature was suspended. Fixed tight against the wall in a web of dark slime, the creature hung in its final form, merged with the third guard. As Kett watched, the creature squirmed and rustled as the abdomen of the transformed beast shifted. The dog cock, still embedded deep inside the human guard, pressed through the skin and ooze until it was exposed to the cool damp air of the well. Flesh shifting and melding, Kett found herself staring at the massive dog shaft, twitching expectantly above the large human cock.

Letting the strong grip of the creature turn her around in the cool air, Kett pressed herself against what was left of the guard's chest, feeling the warmth of the two thick rods between her legs. She reached down and stroked the thick dog cock against her own, covering her paw and throbbing flesh with thick pre cum. Moans and grunts filled the echoing well as she bent and guided the tapered tip of the dog cock to her tailhole, pushing back against it, and feeling it slide, slowly, filling her ass with a throbbing heat. She forced herself down until she felt the knot against her clenched asshole, and slid back up, grabbing the human member and positioning it against her wet pussy entrance.

As she pushed back down to engulf the twin shafts, the creature behind her lurched forward and grabbed Kett with four hands, two grabbing her breasts and squeezing while the other two grabbing her cock. Kett clenched and moaned in pleasure, arching her back and pressing her hips down against the guard's, hilting the two massive rods inside her as strong fingers and claws gripped her flesh. A hand grasping her cock slid down below her knot, squeezing the base of her red flesh and pushing her forward, then pulling back, sliding Kett's hips up and down the twin shafts as the other hand stroked the hot length of her own member. Her eyes rolled back and her long muzzle lay open and panting, her head slack against her shoulder as the creature's grip dragged her up and down the length of the two cocks, feeling her flesh kneaded and groped by vice-like fingers, and soon she felt the pressure of climax build up inside her.

Kett's vision faded in passion and pleasure as her body shot thick streams of cum from her throbbing cock, and her pussy and ass clenched against the fullness of the flesh inside her, twitching and pulsing until the guard groaned and climaxed as well, filling her holes with a heat that ran deep into her core. The creature gripped Kett and pulled her down roughly, slamming her against the swollen canine knot and forcing her tailhole wide, pressing relentlessly until the thick bulb of flesh popped into the fox's clenching hole. She shook and groaned, feeling the fluids as they were absorbed into her body, filling her with energy and passion. The cum shot deep inside her and coursed through her veins, flowing through her body, and then in turn shot back out through her own cock, thick and hot, into the depths of the well.

As the pulsing waves of pleasure subsided, the grip of strong tentacles wound around the fox's body and pulled her from the transformed beast's embrace. Once her vision returned and the heat faded from her face, Kett found herself rising slowly up the height of the well. Gentle tentacles pushed her body up to the surface, the pinprick of light growing until her eyes squinted in the afternoon sun. The voice communicated that Kett must now begin her work, and bring back as much of the life-giving nutrients as she could.

Her paws spreading under her weight as she was left alone on the surface, Kett inspected her body in greater detail. Her fur had darkened, ever so slightly, from the warmth of burning kerosene to the color of clouded, ancient amber. She also found a set of fleshy nubs hidden beneath her fur, just above her tail, and two similar nubs on the underside of each wrist. After concentrating on them for a moment, Kett found that they were actually tentacles of her own, fully retracted into her flesh, but capable of growing at a moment's notice into fully-prehensile tendrils of slick ooze.

Kett searched the well's plaza for signs of life, but found only the hot wind. It appeared to Kett's keen mind that the city of Solit Town had declared this particular plaza off-limits to the normal citizenry, as the wells were typically crowded at this point in the day. This was, of course, entirely predictable, and was in fact anticipated by the creature lurking deep in the well. So Kett, still feeling somewhat timid in her new role, decided it was in her best interests to venture beyond the simple plaza, and mingle amongst her neighbors as casually as she could.

Of course, this would only be made more difficult by the fact that she was entirely naked.

But Kett was determined to follow through with her mission. She knew the entire city couldn't be evacuated; it was merely a matter of finding the activity. Kett clambered up to the rooftops of the simple earthen huts and crawled on all fours from roof to roof, peering cautiously over the edge until she approached another plaza. Sure enough, the streets were as active as ever, filled with the millings and socializings customary for city-dwellers. Kett held close to the edge of the roof, gazing onto the crowd, searching without knowing quite what to search for.

As luck would have it, a familiar acquaintance of Kett's passed by not far from her perch. A lean male black and white husky, with muscular limbs and a taut body, strode through the open square. Kett had always looked upon the canine with that faint but ever-present feeling of desire, yet had never actually pursued anything more serious than platonic interaction. The two were friendly enough, and both seemed in a perpetual state of solitude, but the presence of some unspoken and unexplored distance reinforced any barriers constructed through their years of friendship.

However, even as Kett rolled these thoughts through her mind, she looked upon the husky in a new light. She felt herself moisten at the sight of his familiar face, and she noticed the presence of a deep yearning within her core. A hunger that she knew could only be satiated by him.

There was still, of course, the problem of her nudity, and her desire to keep suspicions low. So, instead of running out into the plaza, Kett raised her head over the side of the roof and shouted his name.

"Alan!"

No response.

"Alan! Alan!"

He paused, and an ear quirked in her direction.

"Alan!"

Turning his head toward her, but looking through the crowd at eye-level, Alan failed to spot her. Kett raised her hand above her head and waved quickly, dropping back down before she drew any unwanted attention, and Alan finally noticed the vulpine face atop the building. He squinted curiously, wondering what would possess his friend to be on a roof in the first place, but as she seemed to be calling him over, he decided to approach her and inquire directly.

Finding a ladder in the nearby alley, Alan hoisted himself to the roof only to find Kett hiding behind a conveniently placed barrel.

"What on earth are you doing up here?" His voice carried equal parts amusement and concern.

Kett did her best to hide her naked body from his curious eyes. "I seem to be in a bit of a spot. I need some clothes."

Alan raised an eyebrow. "What's all this about? Don't you have clothes at your place?"

"I can't get back to my place."

A pause. "Ohhh. You're over by the quarantine? I completely forgot you were so close to all that. Are you ok?" Alan attempted an approach to see if Kett was injured, or in need of assistance, but she simply strafed around the barrel to avoid his gaze.

"I'm fine! I'm fine. Can we go to your place? I just need some clothes."

"Are you sure? What happened to your clothes? Does this have anything to do with whatever's going on over there?"

"Um. Kind of?"

"You're acting so strange. Are you sure you're ok?" Alan drew closer, this time hopping around to catch a glimpse of Kett's body, only catching a brief glance of her naked side. "You look...different. What's that in your fur?"

Kett blushed, and knew it would be nearly impossible to get anywhere without Alan seeing her new form, but she feared his reaction. Her transformation was, after all, relatively severe, and she was afraid of the shock it might induce in someone who had known her for many years. But even as she thought this over, Alan drew close again, this time slower, until he was standing over her crouching form, a look of tenderness entering his eyes. "What's happened to you..."

Alan reached out to help Kett up, and she took his hand without a second thought. She stood slowly, and Alan looked into her eyes, gazing at the subtle changes in her face before his expression glazed slightly. He felt a rush of warmth flow through his body from his hand, and his head felt a little lighter. Kett looked back into Alan's eyes and started to realize that her touch had the same effect on people as the goo itself. She hesitated for a brief moment, wondering if she should leave her friend alone, but then the husky brought his other paw up to clasp over her own, and she felt her own rush of lightness. The two drew together atop the roof, staring into each other's hazy eyes, simply wondering why they hadn't spent more time in such close proximity.

Kett's chest pressed against his, her breasts warm against his clothed torso. Soon Kett's malehood responded to the soft touch of Alan's pants, and emerged slowly from her sheath. Alan brought a paw down to Kett's hips and pulled her firmly against him, and he couldn't help but notice her stiffening cock between their bodies--and she couldn't help but notice his. In the back of Alan's mind he knew this was strange. In fact, he had seen Kett naked a few times before, if only in adolescence, and remembered clearly her lack of this particular anatomy. But the back of Alan's mind grew smaller and smaller as soothing waves washed over his brain, and he simply brought his hand down to grasp the base of Kett's thickening shaft.

Embracing each other, the two parted their lips and panted slightly, Kett's hot breath breaking over Alan's hard chest as he looked down at her. She brought her paw down and pressed her palm against the throbbing bulge in his pants, grinding up and down slightly to elicit gentle moans. Alan wrapped his paw around Kett's cock and ran it slowly up toward the tip, awash in a sea of confusion and pleasure. Kett moaned and undid Alan's belt, quickly letting his pants fall to his feet and revealing his pulsing red cock, a thin strand of pre cum already running down the length.

Alan breathed heavily, "What was it you wanted again?"

Kett traced her hand up his chest, grabbing his cloth shirt and ripping it off in a single swift motion, letting her paw press against his soft chest fur. "You." Their muzzles embraced with the ferocity that comes only with wanting a physical union for several years. Their hands pressed against each other, his grasping her breasts, hers clutching his cock as their panting and moaning filled their ears.

A devilish grin crept across Kett's panting maw, and she grew curious as to the functionality of her new tentacle appendages. Flexing unused muscles, Kett forced the two tentacles out from the wrist that clutched tight to Alan's dripping cock. The feeling was unusual to her, but her mind hardly registered the oddity as the prehensile ooze wrapped around Alan's swollen member. He gasped at the new sensation, curious as to its nature but too enraptured by the pleasure to investigate. Kett knew she was pushing all the right buttons, and the ooze wound up the length of Alan's cock until a single thin strand remained poised at the tender hole atop the pulsing meat.

Kett broke the kiss and bit down on Alan's shoulder as the ooze pushed down on Alan's cockhole, sending a thin strand of cool, moist ooze down through the core of his shaft. Alan gasped and his eyes blurred, pleasure and warmth flowing freely from his groin as the tendril bored down through the length of his cock, reaching the base and thickening slowly. He felt his rod swell and stretch from the inside, pulsing and throbbing as the ooze's touch warmed his mind to a soft mush. Alan's maw lay open and panting, unable to form anything close to a coherent thought, when Kett let the small tentacle separate from her wrist and wrap down the length of Alan's cock as it pushed deeper inside.

As Kett's cock grew and twitched, she grabbed Alan's fur and spun him around roughly, showing a strength that neither knew she had. She pressed the husky down against the barrel, bending him over at the waist and holding him by the hips. Bringing her own hips against his, she let her hot swollen member rest between Alan's toned ass cheeks. Alan's only response was a rough pant as he ground his ass against her, already burning with desire.

Kett grabbed her member with one hand and carefully guided the tip to Alan's virgin hole. Pre cum dripped and smeared against the tight entrance, bringing a warm sensation that relaxed Alan to the very core. Slowly, Kett clenched her ass and pushed forward, parting Alan's hole forcefully but tenderly, gripping his hips and pulling as she closed her eyes in the subtle euphoria of feeling her brand new cock plunge deep into the enveloping warmth, held tight by Alan's clenching muscles. Alan gripped the barrel, digging his claws into the wood as he felt himself fill in a way he had never experienced, panting heavily in what should have been pain but only registered as warmth and pleasure. Kett hilted herself within her life-long friend, pressing the growing bulb of her knot against his stretched entrance, head thrown back in pleasure, letting Alan clench and flex his tailhole and squeeze the base of her shaft firmly.

The ooze squirmed and swelled as it slid down into Alan's cock, slithering into his ballsack. Alan gouged deep scratches into the barrel, feeling every movement of the ooze inside him. The portion of the tentacle that remained wrapped around the outside of his rod grew and spread to fully cover the upper half of his member, forming a seal and a pocket which began collecting Alan's pre cum as it drooled from his widening hole.

Alan finally started to relax his muscles and breathe slower as the waves of warmth washed over his mind and body. Kett panted with desire, looking down and gazing at her own cock buried within Alan's ass with fascination. She tilted her hips and drew her cock out slightly, eliciting another loud moan from Alan before pushing it laboriously back in. Again a devilish grin slid across Kett's face as the four tentacles the small of her back grew and wound out toward Alan. Two tendrils grabbed the inside of the canine's hips, pulling him close to Kett, while the remaining two reached down and wrapped around Alan's ankles, holding them spread wide. Kett let the tentacles hold Alan's hips, sliding her cock in and out of his clutching tailhole as she let her paws roam over her own body. She pulled her claws through the fur on her chest, running her hand over her face and throwing her head back and closing her eyes as she plunged in and out of Alan's smoldering hole.

Kett's thrusts grew more and more violent, pushing up against his ass and calves, slapping her balls against his, bucking as hard as she could bear without splintering the barrel beneath her drooling counterpart. The thick knot pressed against Alan's tight entrance with each intense stroke, stretching the canine wider as Kett slammed deep into his tight hole. As her pounding continued, and her throbbing red cock plunged deep into Alan's ass, Kett's hips and thighs started to stick to Alan's flesh like hot tar. Each time Kett drew away, her skin stretched away from Alan like taffy, each stroke thickening her flesh's hold until she found it difficult to pull away more than a few inches. She looked down and her hips were almost directly above Alan's ass, their pelvises merged tightly together, along with their thighs. Their lower legs remained separate, splitting just below the knee, but Kett's tentacles held Alan's ankles tight against her own.

Kett panted and flexed her cock. She could feel that her thick rod was still separate from Alan's ass, and rocked her hips gently to move inside him. But as her mind cleared ever so slightly, she realized that she could feel a great deal of what Alan felt. She concentrated, and felt the tentacle wiggling and flexing inside Alan's shaft.

Alan was not thinking quite so clearly. He felt his consciousness widen, and his swollen thoughts of pleasure merge with those of Kett, though he was not capable of realizing exactly what was happening. Instead, Alan could only focus on the burning pleasure buried deep inside both his asshole and cock. His claws continued to scratch subconsciously at the barrel, slowly and without genuine effort, until Alan realized that his paws were beginning to shorten. Trying to focus, but finding only the blinding pleasure, Alan watched helplessly as his hands shrank and drew into his wrists like a deflating balloon.

Somewhere within his sea of thoughts, Alan realized that his balls were getting somewhat heavier. He felt blood rushing through his entire body with a force he had never experienced before. His body grew hot, hotter than from arousal alone, as his blood pulsed toward his groin and away again. Alan felt himself weaken and collapsed fully against the barrel, unable to move his limbs. His arms deflated and drew closer to his shoulders, hot blood pulsing toward his hips as his ballsack stretched under newfound weight.

Alan could feel his spine soften, if only vaguely. The canine's face flushed with heat, and he couldn't help but open his jaw and pant heavily. Warm drool flowed freely from his mouth, dripping off his tongue and between his sharp teeth. Once his arms receded fully, his shoulders drew in closer to his core. His balls had grown so full and heavy that he felt them swinging gently between his spread legs, bumping against his and Kett's merged thighs. He moaned and noticed his drool tasted sweet, thickening slightly and pooling on the roof beside the barrel.

Kett knew exactly what she was doing, even if she didn't fully understand how. Feeling the canine's flesh soften, she pushed her hips forward, slowly forcing her thick knot against his stretched hole. With unrelenting pressure, Kett ground her hips forward until her pulsing bulb slid past Alan's helpless entrance, his squeezing muscles pulling her forward until she was buried fully within his hot flesh. Alan groaned, his jaw hanging open and drool flooding from his mouth uncontrollably. Kett ground her hips against Alan's, her knot rocking forward and back against his clenching entrance until she felt his flesh close in tight around her member. The warmth of Alan's body flowed through her, up into her hips and torso, as the defining features of her pulsing red shaft disappeared. She could feel Alan's blood running through her veins, hot and sweet. She no longer felt her cock inside Alan's ass, but instead felt Alan's entire body. Reaching down with her free hands, Kett ran flat palms over Alan's back and shivered at the intense pleasure.

Alan's entire figure slimmed, slowly, from shoulders to hips. Kett ran her hands up and down Alan's back, moaning with the same pleasure she found in stroking her new cock for the first time just hours before. Alan could only lap hungrily at the pre cum flowing from his own mouth as he felt every inch of his body grow more and more sensitive, teeth and tongue receding and lips pursing slowly. The fur above Alan's lower torso drew into his skin, revealing pink throbbing flesh underneath.

The slow transformation sped up as it drew to a conclusion. Alan felt as though he were hyperventilating as he panted forcibly through the firm rounded hole that used to be his mouth. He felt his entire body flex and fill with warmth, as though it were a single muscle. With each flexing of his body, he felt himself rise up vertically. His head rounded and smoothed until his nose and eyes closed completely, only his drooling mouth remaining. Alan could feel his balls, heavy and massive, swinging between Kett's legs, nearly touching the ground.

Kett ran her hands up and down Alan's tender body, marveling as it responded by hardening and flexing. She no longer had a definable cock, but flexing those muscles pushed spurts of pre cum out Alan's mouth and down the length of his smooth round chest as he rose vertically. Kett wrapped her arms around the girth of Alan's torso, pulling him close to her body, and rubbing her arms up and down his underside.

Alan felt his mind waver as his entire body flexed, and flexed, and flexed. The sweet taste of Kett's pre cum filled his senses as he felt familiar pulses of tension flow from where his waist used to be up through his head. Each pulse forced air from his mouth, only to have it rush back in when his muscles temporarily relaxed. The pulses grew in intensity and frequency, encompassing every inch of his rock-hard body until finally, suddenly, Alan felt a rush of thick, hot seed well up from deep inside his swollen balls, boring a path straight up through his torso and neck, finally flowing in a single jet of heavy cum from his open mouth.

Kett nearly screamed as she orgasmed, sending cum high up into the air through Alan's entire body. Clutching his body tight, quivering and shaking as she felt stream after stream of cum flow through the bulging shaft along Alan's underside, Kett nearly blacked out where she stood. Pulse after pulse of hot cum flowed from Alan's mouth, covering the roof and sliding down Alan's transformed body, dripping from his sack.

After several moments of standing motionless, Alan's body began to soften. Blood flowed from his body and into Kett's as he bent forward involuntarily. He shortened and shrank, receding down to Kett's hips where black and white fur remained. Slowly, the thick shaft drew into the furred sheath, shrinking until only the oversized bulge of husky fur was visible above the massive swollen ballsack.

Kett finally opened her eyes to inspect herself. Her own cock was gone, replaced by the giant sheath attached to her lower belly. Letting her mind quiet and relax, she could hear the subtle and distant thoughts of Alan, deep inside her. He didn't think in words, but only feelings and emotions. As he lay resting within Kett's groin, Alan thought of pleasure and lust. He seemed to be replaying the previous events in his mind, arousing himself within the confines of Kett's new monochrome sheath.

She smiled and licked her lips, and regretted that she would have to separate from Alan and give him to the creature beneath the well. She very much enjoyed all the possibilities of having a cock, especially one of this size. Kett turned to venture back toward the well, but only took two and a half steps before pausing.

After all, the creature never said she must return after each individual catch.