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John walked into the house, smiling as he turned over the small glass phial in his palm with the semi-translucent fluid sloshing back and forth within it. He'd had it made just for that day, saving as much as he could in order to pay the alchemist, having the man whip up something particularly crafty and effective. He and his long-time girlfriend, Kelsey, were going to celebrate their anniversary that night. Dinner, a movie at home, and fun later, of which the potion he now carried was to play an important part.

The liquid was a special, mystical elixir, distilled from the sexual essence of the great demons inhabiting the lands. Such creatures were not evil, just rather self-serving, and typically let people live their lives as long as their own needs were met. Every so often, though, they would give gifts and favors into the hands of the humans, which often became highly sought after. The substance John held was one such thing, widely known as D-cum, but with potential far exceeding its common, almost demeaning use name. Alone, the substance had the power to transform the people it touched into strange and bizarre beings of pure sexual form and nature. Widely produced and sought after, many people desired it for its ability to grant new traits or cause drastic, lasting alterations, giving them the ability to indulge in carnal pleasures many had never dreamed of before. In the hands of trained alchemists, however, it could be made into tonics and elixirs that could induce milder, typically controllable transformations, catering more to the specific needs or desires of those they were made for. If a man wanted a pair of breasts, or a woman wanted some male equipment, there were potions for that. But such needs were remarkably tame compared to some requests, with some people undergoing full body metamorphoses, sometimes temporarily, sometimes not, and into whole manners of human-like, animalists or more carnal forms.

John and Kelsey had played around with the potions before, and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Sometimes they would come up with strange, fun little games to build their fantasies, sometimes even drawing from real life. While John's profession as an archivist had never been glamorous, he had found their "naughty librarian" bit both comical and exciting. Kelsey, a little more brash as were other people who worked as police officers, occasionally brought out her cuffs and nightstick and let things go where they would. Always the potions played a part, making the situations all the more outlandish and thrilling to the lovers. But these had come from very regular alchemists of little renown, with skill adequate to their standing. Their experiences had typically been just the modifications of a few traits, and not to great degrees. Moreover, the often unpredictable nature of the potions combined with the alchemists' lack of any true higher knowledge of the art had left John bearing a permanent mark from one such foray.

Hidden in his pants, the young man was the owner of not one, but two rather sizeable phalluses, each nearly eight inches when fully erect, with his impressively large sac containing four sizable testes. Not that he was complaining, though. It was, by comparison, a rather mild transformation, and one he could easily live with as long as he wore loose fitting pants. Life had gone on, and the increased virility had not gone unnoticed by him or his girlfriend. But then, that also led to his only complaint, his very frequent and strong states of arousal, often leading to embarrassing consequences, and both questioning and longing looks from other women nearby.

The potion he held, however, he had obtained from one of the most renowned and skilled alchemists in the region, a man with literally decades of skill and a very large and thoroughly satisfied client base. It had been expensive, but John knew it would be worth it. This was a potion for not just one night, but for spans of time beyond which he couldn't guess. The whole time he had been in the old man's office, laying out what effects he wanted the potion to have, he kept his mind not on the inevitable erotic exploits he would have, but on his loving, beautiful, tender Kelsey.

She was unlike any woman he had ever dated or been with before. The fact they had been together more than five years without even one major fight, and felt more drawn to one another day by day was testament to how much they were meant for each other. Yet despite their apparent suitability, and much pressure from friends and family, something always held them back from taking the last, big step in their relationship and tying the knot. But then, neither of them particularly cared, either. They were as close as any married couple could be already, having a working, steady relationship, a very healthy sex life, and a genuine and deep seeded love that had filled their hearts. In short, they were just the sorts people look at and know they would be together for the rest of their lives.

If there was one flaw John could see with what they had, it was, regrettably, with Kelsey. It was nothing she said or did, at least not explicitly, but it was in the way she carried herself from day to day, especially in her job. She was already a cop before he had met her, and took pride in what she did. But there was always a deep sadness and anxiety in her that John saw. As the saying among police goes, "no one sees what they see", and there were days when that showed especially true. There was many a time when John had come home to find Kelsey doing her best not to burst into tears, or just sitting unmoving, gazing out the window for hours. Even during their lovemaking at times, something would set her off, and Kelsey would fly into a rage or depression. And over the course of the years, he had noticed it taking a toll. He had done his best to comfort her, but he wanted to do more than that, wishing to take it all away.

This year, he thought to himself, he would give her that gift. The potion would make certain of that. Kelsey would have nothing more to worry about, and be able to live a quiet, simple life together with him. Setting the glass vial carefully aside, John went in and began to make dinner, the thoughts of what was to come weighing heavily on his mind. As he set about preparing her special dessert, John retrieved the phial, pouring its contents over the confection before placing it in the fridge.

He dimmed the lights, lit the candles and set out the plates just as he heard her car pulling up. With an audible pop that startled her as she walked in, Kelsey saw him standing and holding the now uncorked wine bottle, surprised and thrilled at the site laid out before her. She flung her arms around her boyfriend, planting a kiss on his lips before heading back to change out of her uniform, making sure to throw a few hip swings in his direction as she did.

The dinner was excellent, John taking pride in his culinary abilities, and the two talked for a time over several glasses of wine until he felt the time was right. Excusing himself, he hurried into the kitchen to fetch dessert. He pulled the small tart from the fridge, a small bit of pastry adorned with slices of a vibrant green fruit, the syrup-potion glaze looking sticky sweet over the entire thing. John knew kiwis were Kelsey's absolute favorite fruit, and when he brought it out, sure enough, she could not turn it down. John looked on with an intent smile as she ate, tactfully turning down the offer of the last bite. As she licked her fingers clean, John felt his twin cocks stirring in anticipation.

They spent a short time afterwards watching a movie, all the while the demon essence had been saturating her body. Some of the side effects had begun already, Kelsey becoming restless and fidgety. All too soon, she turned the television off, and peremptorily grabbed John's hands, pulling him to the bedroom. Her blood was up, and she almost tore the clothes off both of them before shoving her man onto the bed, flinging herself atop his naked form.

They rolled together in the sheets, kissing deeply, before Kelsey sat up, threw the cover away from John's lower body, exposing his two generous manhoods. She caressed them, one hand running up and down each length. As pleasurable as it had been when he had but one organ, John's pleasure was magnified not just double, but exponentially from the feeling of his throbbing shafts being pleasured. Each stroke of Kelsey's soft, subtle hands made him shiver in delight. It would be one of the things he would dearly miss about her once the change happened.

Kelsey loved the feel and texture, the exotic look her lover had with his twin wangs and the engorged scrotum holding the four large orbs within it. She looked him over, he was tone but not buff, and had a bit of a tummy to be sure, but she cared not for such menial things. In moments like that, he was the ideal male, and she wanted nothing more than to show him how much she yearned for his touch, his pleasure and for him to return the favor. She seemed even more eager and energetic than was usual, but that subtle fact was lost on them, as caught up as they were in the moment.

As Kelsey bent forward, kissing and licking the tip of his left shaft while still massaging his right, she barely noticed the slight tingling beginning to spread out from her stomach. If anything it magnified her desire, making her step up her pace. Dragging her tongue from base to tip made John shiver and moan, drawing streams of pre out of both lengths, helping to lubricate the work of her hands on his second shaft. She repeated the motion, savoring the salty, musky flavor of her man as more fluids drooled out. She could tell John was thoroughly enjoying her gentle play, but the desire in her had built up too much, and she was in no mood to take things slowly.

Rising, she straddled his body in a half-sideways position, holding the twin shafts one in each hand. In a quick, deft motion she had gotten plenty of practice with, Kelsey lowered herself, letting the near rock hard tips press firmly against both her cunny and her tight sphincter. Already lubed by his own juices, John sighed in ecstatic bliss as he felt the lips and ring spread open, letting his members slide into her body in unison.

Kelsey let herself gently onto the twin poles that now impaled her, driving her mad with pleasure. Slowly, inch by painstaking inch, she lowered herself ever more until she felt the slight tug of resistance, a sign her lover's shafts were stretched about as far apart as he could manage. Undaunted, she let herself rise, drawing both shafts out until only the tips remained within her, then quickly lowered herself once more, plunging the erect meat hammers back in. She repeated this action again, and again, and again, each time reveling in the unique, intense feelings that were overcoming her. Kelsey loved this perhaps most of all the various positions or techniques they tried, as there was something that just seemed to elevate the experience. Even on the odd occasion when they had indulged in a threesome, the feeling of two men pounding her still didn't compare. Something about being pleasured in both spots simultaneously by the same man, the one she was madly in love with, was the biggest turn on in the world. John felt almost the same way, loving not just the carnal pleasures unique to his situation, but also subconsciously aware of how much joy and pleasure he was giving his love. In the brief windows of clear thought he experienced between thrusts, John mourned that he would greatly miss these moments as well.

After an uncounted number of minutes, Kelsey stepped up her pace, desperate to let the tension of their passion be released. The odd tingling had continued to intensify, now an ever present feeling that spurred her onwards towards one end. With the apparent drive of a rutting stallion, Kelsey worked John for all he was worth. Beneath her, John did his best to hold back, savoring every exquisite moment, knowing it would be their last time like this. But like a dam in heavy storms, he inevitably succumbed, and the floodgates opened to unleash the torrent. His members exploded deep inside Kelsey, flooding her cunt and rear with hot, sticky seed. Jet after jet erupted into his lover, his orgasm going on for what to him felt like hours.

As he came down from the sexual high, panting and gasping for air, he could still feel Kelsey trying to work his softening shafts. Looking up at her in his daze, he saw her intense expression, the look of almost disappointment as she tried to coax his twin penises back to life. For an instant he had that sense of shame, but then remembered what the alchemist had said. John was warned that in the first stages of the change, she would have an almost maddened sexual drive as her hormones kicked in, aiding the elixir in its work, and that once in that state, the rest would soon follow.

Kelsey moaned in frustration as both shafts slipped from her body. Looking down, even from her squat position, the woman had a sudden feeling of vertigo. John caught her as she slumped forward, but she rolled away, clumsily getting to her feet and staggering a short distance away while leaning against the wall for support. She turned, facing John with a confused look overcoming her lust driven angst. She cringed as she felt her insides knot and twist, and even in the dim light of their darkened room, John saw her lower belly bulge slightly, and a sudden torrent of fluid dribble from her feminine folds. Kelsey gasped at the sudden orgasm, but it did nothing to slake her lust. Yet even as horny as she still was, the young woman couldn't help but notice the weight resting in her abdomen. Each small movement of her body seemed to cause something inside to shift, sending small twangs of pleasure up her spine.

Nearly doubling over, Kelsey struggled to catch her breath as a sudden muscle contraction hit her, centered around the now distinctive weight inside her. She fell to her knees on the drenched carpet as another contraction hit. She clenched her eyes shut as contraction after contraction rippled though her, feeling her innards spasm and move in turn. Soon, though, the nature of the spasms changed, and with each clenching and unclenching, the weight inside seemed to get pushed down. Kelsey's eyes went wide as she experienced the strangest feeling she had ever felt, feeling her cervix dilate and the weight, now assuredly an object, slip into her birth canal. In the mix of fear and confusion, she could almost admit that the feeling was incredibly pleasing, the best way she could think to describe it was as being fucked, but from the inside.

John, meanwhile, lay on the bed watching the spectacle unfold. Kelsey sat on her knees, legs spread wide apart and leaning back, as if making easier access to her most sensitive areas. Her pussy constantly dripped clear, viscous fluid, small squirts jetting out with each contraction. As Kelsey felt the mass moving inside her, so John began to see the outward signs of the emerging object. He watched as her vaginal lips began to spread, the flesh already swollen. After several, long, tense moments, her passage gaped, fluids shimmering in the pale moonlight falling through the window.

Kelsey panted, both wishing for the ordeal to be over, and for such a pleasurable scenario to continue. She could feel herself stretched by whatever was working its way out, but strangely, she seemed to also feel 'it' as well. Every time the object moved, her walls went alight with feeling, and conversely, when she clenched down around it, she could feel the confining pressure squeezing, likewise riddling her body with sensation. She pushed, trying to force it out faster, but it seemed to have lodged itself in one spot as a few more knots inside her worked themselves out. She could feel it along its length, extending all the way up to her womb, which at the moment was the epicenter of the churning, twisting, distorting feelings in her gut. All at once things seemed to be swelling, shrinking and turning over, and there simply was no way to describe the overpowering helplessness she felt despite her audible, labored groans of pleasure.

On the bed, John could only gaze on in rapt fascination, his members having sprung back to full arousal watching Kelsey, knowing she was adrift in the sea of feelings. He wanted to help her, but knew there was nothing to be done except let it run its course. And in impatient eagerness, he waited for the real show to begin.

Kelsey tried again to push at the object, but her muscles no longer heeded her. She felt them clenching, building up a great deal of tension, like a spring wound too tight. She panted and groaned, feeling like something imminent was about to happen. The tension built until with a violent shiver, it released. Kelsey bucked her hips forward and screamed, a gush of fluid spilling from her cunt followed by the emergence of a long, slick, tapering tube of flesh, followed by two round orbs concealed in flesh dropping out of behind the rod of flesh. Both their eyes went wide as they looked at the new prominent male organs sticking from her crotch.

Kelsey's face was a mix of terror and fascination, her gaze fixed on the new asset between her legs, the warm air making the moist skin tingle. John, who was expecting the change, was still shocked and surprised at seeing it happen firsthand, and just how well the potion had worked did take him aback. In one moment, his girlfriend had become so well-endowed that it threatened to put him with his two cocks and four nuts to shame. The enormous organ protruding from her swollen lips had to be at least eleven inches long, its base was thick as both his members held together, curved upwards and tapered down until its head flared out proudly, slightly more pointed than a typical human's. It was still very definitely human-shaped, but just different enough to give it a rather exotic look. The testicles, meanwhile, were at least the size of large eggs.

Kelsey stared unbelieving at the glistening shaft, all the while feeling an odd itching sensation from around the newly exposed mal anatomy, which as it turned out, were the last traces of her feminine lips fusing shut around the shaft, erasing her femininity forever. Slowly, tentatively, she extended her hand, running her fingertips along its length. She gasped in surprised exhilaration at the merest touch, goosebumps spreading over her skin as the feelings coursed through her. This latest development proved too much for Kelsey to take, and her mind gave over fully to the driving, burning lust and the strange but undeniably breathtaking sensations her body was feeling. The last shreds of resistance dissolved away, and her eyes seemed to unfocus as her, or rather 'his', mind now subconsciously accepted his new place not as a woman, or even a human, but a proud male creature eager to feel the joys of its new body. Kelsey knew instinctually, the effects of the potion no doubt, that he must see the changes through, and surrender his flesh to the forces reshaping his form.

Kelsey reached out, fingers curling around the moist flesh. The mere touch was enough to excite a shiver and small squirt of pre from the massive organ. Paying no heed to John, sitting on the bed with two now raging hard-ons between his thighs, Kelsey slowly began to stroke up and down along his own length. Kelsey's eyes, though blank, seemed to still burn with an inner fire, a longing more powerful than any ever experienced before. As Kelsey continued to stroke and massage the aching shaft, John saw more changes starting in earnest.

With Kelsey sitting prostrate directly before him, John had the best possible view of the transformation. Kelsey continued to stroke the engorged phallus, heedless of the changes proceeding at an ever faster rate. Kelsey's bosom, while never overly ample but not in any way petite either, began to shrink and deflate, soon leaving a chest that while still having the feminine curves, would almost be more at home on a scrawny man. All the while, the goosebumps which had sprung up from the jolts of pleasure had not vanished. If anything, they had seemed to grow in both number and size. First from the pre-soaked region around her swollen nether lips, where the enormous cock emerged from its host, soft, brown down began to push forth out of Kelsey's skin, followed soon by longer, narrower ones that more resembled fur than feathers. Mottled gray-brown in color, the layers of plumage soon covered Kelsey's crotch, moving out to engulf the hips, lower belly and beyond.

Kelsey's legs were next to change, thighs bulking up with muscle as the hip bone began to expand. Kelsey lost his balance, falling from his knees onto his back to free his trapped appendages. Resuming the ministration on the drooling member, Kelsey paid no attention to how the legs continued to reshape, growing stouter, the upper portions shortening while the ankles lengthened at the same time. Kelsey's feet began to lengthen and reshape as well, the two outer tows on each foot being absorbed, leaving only three digits on each foot that soon looked unmistakably like those of a bird, quickly sprouting short, black nails on each. The knees and thighs repositioned, moving to hold the upper parts tucked closer to the body. All the while the feathers had continued to sprout, moving more quickly down to cover the upper legs, knees, and calves, all the way down to the new distorted ankles where they abruptly stopped. The reshaped feet were quickly covered in rough, gray, scaly skin, completing their changes.

As the transformation progressed upwards, Kelsey could feel his mind torn as the sensations of the change tried to overcome the driving pleasure he was getting from the fondling of his new anatomy. With a great deal of reluctance, Kelsey gave into the urge and let go of the throbbing cock and twisted on the floor in frustrated sexual agony, but allowing the change to do its work. The feathers spread up his torso, his now very ample and curvaceous butt quickly covered in them. A short, nubby tail grew in at the base of the spine, but was quickly lost in the billowing growth of the plumage.

Even as the changes progressed, Kelsey seemed to be shrinking. Slowly but steadily his body seemed to decrease in size, not greatly, but enough to be noticeable, that is, except for the great protrusion of a cock, looking ever larger by comparison. John, enraptured by the sight of his former 'girlfriend' shifting this way had turned him on more than any time he could recall. Whenever they had indulged in potions in the past, he had likewise always found the process itself a great draw. But this time was different, as John knew this would be the most drastic such change Kelsey had ever experienced, enough so to let a new chapter of their lives begin.

Something began to happen to Kelsey's arms. He found at first the fingers and hands had become stiff and felt as though they were asleep. But the feeling spread up past the wrists, then elbows, all the way to the shoulders. The limbs were deadened, unresponsive. As Kelsey twisted and writhed, too overpowered with the erotic feelings to notice, the limbs began to shrink and wither. Starting slowly, with the fingers fusing and being absorbed, followed by the hand, the process crept steadily up each limb second by second, each time becoming thinner, lither, and shorter as they seemed to dissolve into themselves. As it past the elbow joints, there was scarce but nubs left. The process slowed, then stopped altogether as it reached the shoulders, leaving them and his torso otherwise untouched, but rendering Kelsey utterly armless. Now all the poor creature had was a torso, still human shaped and somewhat feminine looking, but lacking almost any other trace he had once been female.

Kelsey writhed on the floor, rubbing his legs together trying to, in some way, satisfy the all-consuming need emanating from his male anatomy. As he grunted and squirmed, the feathers covered what was left of his armless torso all the way to his neck. As the first bits of down began to creep upwards, Kelsey felt a pressure like a vice grip his head, squeezing it as it began to reshape. With a pop the skull relocated, making the head angle slightly more upwards as the neck gained a bit more length. His once beautiful dark brown hair fell away as feathers grew in across the top of his head. Kelsey's forehead flattened out and ears shrank away as his face began to push out. Kelsey tried to scream, but his jaws did not respond and were sealed tightly shut.

As his face slowly extended, Kelsey was aware of a searing pain in his mouth like his teeth were on fire. He began to buck and thrash wildly as suddenly he couldn't draw breath. Seconds seemed like hours as the lack of oxygen and burning pain in his jaws tortured him. Just when Kelsey thought he could stand it not more, he felt his teeth quickly begin to push forward, his lips parting around the long, hard, curving mass they were becoming. John watched from his place on the bed as from Kelsey's mouth, a brown, elongate, slightly curving beak emerged, growing out inch after inch until it was nearly two feet long. With a gasp, Kelsey flung his jaws open, the final phase of the transformation to occurring as the feathers swallowed the last bare patch of skin.

Kelsey lay on his back, his cock aching for release and body reeling from the change. He panted in short, rapid gasps, yet he could not rest. Turning his head, Kelsey noticed the gleaming, mammoth erection still protruding from between his feathered legs, as if begging to be touched, fondled, and pleasured. Meanwhile, John sat in a stunned, pleased silence, looking over the strange creature with delight. His girlfriend was gone, and in her place was a giant, humanoid kiwi bird, its torso sill looking vaguely human and feminine, and its eyes transfixed on its member rising up from the rounded, ample thighs. John went wide eyed as he watched the avian curl itself forward, and tenderly take the tip of its shaft into its long, curving beak.

Kelsey let his eyes roll back at the feeling, lightly clamping his beak around the sensitive rod of flesh. His long, slender tongue traced along its length, feeling the smooth texture of it as he licked and savored the taste of his own pre. What bit of apprehension over his new form might have been left vanished, thrown away in favor of the pure bliss he drew from his experience. So caught up in it was he, that he forgot about the man sitting not five feet away, looking at him in awe and longing.

John softly said his name, and the kiwi creature instantly stopped, letting go of his shaft and turning his head. As the creature's eyes caught sight of the man, he felt a welling up of emotions, a fluttering of his heart, and a yearning for only him. Forgetting the driving need, Kelsey rolled onto his stomach, drawing his thick legs in under himself, and stood up. His stance was squat, like that of a true bird of his species, but he balanced easily, his torso held mostly erect and leaning forward at a slight angle. At that point John could see the change had drastically decreased Kelsey's height, now standing at a little over four and a half feet tall rather than the previous stance of nearly six foot. The feathers lay like a shaggy coat upon his body, giving a more rounded appearance than was perhaps the truest shape of his new body. The eyes had not changed much, still the vivid green color they had always been, their gaze filled with compassion and kindness, but still with the deep, underlying note of need. And between his legs was the enormous, still rather human looking phallus, now positioned to aim more forward than up as Kelsey stood and shifted his weight. He saw it twitch, still rock hard, and small drops of pre leaking from the slit at its tip.

As John looked over the creature that now was Kelsey, the bird likewise examined the human. He knew him, in the most intimate ways. He had all his memories intact, of when he was human and female, and of how much he still loved the man sitting, staring at him. If anything, Kelsey's feelings for him had increased. There was an underlying instinct, a notion that penetrated everything he thought or felt, and that was his love for John, his desire to be with him always, to give himself over to the human body, mind and soul, and that nothing else in the world mattered. He was his, in every way conceivable, and Kelsey knew it through every fiber of his being. Everything else about him may have changed, but that was the one thing that never would.

John was about to speak, to break the odd, silent tension that hung in the air as heavy as the warm, musky scent of sex. As he opened his mouth, Kelsey bolted forward, taking one step and springing up to land on John's lap, cuddling up to him and rubbing his head softly against the man's chin, all the while letting out a series of light, contented chirps and warbles. While John was caught by surprise, after a moment he felt wholly at ease as the bird-creature nuzzled him affectionately. He pet and caressed the soft feathers, enjoying the feel of them wherever they touched his bare skin. He would have gladly spent the rest of the hectic night in such blissful contentment, but a sudden shiver of pleasure made both of them tense and gasp.

As he straddled John's body, Kelsey's still erect member had grazed against the human's twin shafts. As the shudder past, both met gazes for a moment, then looking down, John couldn't help but reach out to touch the prominent organ. Kelsey chittered in satisfaction at his touch, his fingers sliding easily along its warm, slick length. For his part, John was amazed at how well the potion had worked, not only turning his beloved into the male bird creature of his inmost fantasies, but it seemed to work too well, giving the former woman a manhood any male would kill for. As he stroked Kelsey gently in the dark room, the bird's feathered puffed out from the exhilaration of the moment, unreachable through the erotic haze.

With a stroke of insight, John grinned as he repositioned the shaft, angling it to rest in the cleft between his own two. Kelsey chirped in surprise, but John had seized the initiative. He thrust his hips up, at the same time grabbing Kelsey's feathered ass and pulling his body towards him. Already amply lubed by their own fluids, the three cocks slid and ground past and against each other. Both man and bird cringed and gasped as their bodies were set ablaze with the waves of tingling pleasure. John pulled back and relaxed his grip, letting Kelsey slide away and dragging their flesh together in the opposite direction. With another quick motion john repeated the maneuver, and again slowly let their bodies drift apart. By the third repetition, Kelsey had caught on, and of his own accord thrust his hips forward, letting his shaft drag across his lovers'. How long it went on neither could guess as seconds and minutes blurred and blended together, this new means of intimacy blowing away any experience either could remember.

Kelsey felt the pleasure building to near intolerable levels, but still he held back. He had to use all his will, fighting as hard as he may to let the experience last. It was not just for his own enjoyment, but more importantly it was for John, to let him experience as much as his body would physically allow. Kelsey was driven by the urge to please, knowing that giving John such joy would in turn give it to himself. But deep down, Kelsey hoped the end would be soon, as he felt the need and exhaustion overtaking him, begging for release.

The two males ground their organs together, grunts and chirps filling the room as they brought themselves to the very edge. John felt his four ball churning, and Kelsey felt the two massive ones he possessed do the same, the scrotum contracting and drawing upwards as he felt himself give in at last. In the last few seconds, both could only think of the other, and in their lust they let themselves go.

The timing could not have been more perfect, as simultaneously fountains of hot, thick cum erupted from the three cocks, gushing up between them and splattering their stomachs and chests with mats of the viscous stuff. John, with his extra pair, had of course been copious enough, but the streams emanating from Kelsey's body were a wonder, seeming not to slow or ebb until well past when John was spent. Kelsey's mind reeled with the experience, his first orgasm as a male, and one any other would scarcely believe. Their shafts stood proud a few moments longer, neither moving as they basked in the afterglow. Slowly, however, the moment passed, and both felt the overwhelming fatigue envelope them like a warm blanket. As they began to give in, John's members started to lose their rigidity, sinking back down to rest on his lap. The man watched while his partner's phallus did the same, deflating and hanging limp along with the large balls between his feathered hips. Kelsey felt the odd sensation as the organ lost its definition, the warm air feeling nice against the moistened, sensitive skin.

With no energy left John fell backwards, his arms wrapped around Kelsey's feathered shoulders, dragging him along. The bird creature fell on top of his lover, smearing and splattering their combined seed even more. Kelsey felt sleep taking him, and fought it only long enough to give one last, affectionate nuzzle to his lover, his mate, his master. John gently kissed the head of the creature he now embraced, and fell into a deep sleep, but one he was eager to wake from to start their lives anew.

It had been several months since Kelsey had undergone the change, brought about by her then boyfriend slipping a potion into her food. Anyone who saw him now would see only the avian creature that accompanied John almost everywhere. It had been hard to accept the story, and some people inevitably were put off by the once human creature, despite its pleasant demeanor and happy attitude.

That first day John had awoken to a ticking sensation all over his body, opening his eyes to find Kelsey licking him clean of the previous night's emissions. Seeing him stirring, she chirped happily then began to greet him, speaking in a voice that sounded neither masculine nor feminine, but was squeaky and somewhat high pitched, almost the voice one would expect a cute, cuddly creature like that to sound like. John could only smile, and helped his lover to clean his feathers. Their days and weeks after the first night proved strenuous, however, as they had set to work rewriting their lives.

People could hardly comprehend as they saw the little thing walking beside the human on the street, happy chirps emanating from its beak, its large, human looking genitals swinging beneath it as it walked, visiting office after office, registering her status as a permanent transformee, reallocating funds, and letting the kiwi put in her letter of resignation and turn in her badge. It was something to see for all assembled as the bird balanced on one leg, took the pen with the surprisingly dexterous toes, and signed all the necessary papers with apparent ease. But by the end of their first week, all was in order, and the Kelsey that was had ceased to exist.

Since then, Kelsey the kiwi had accompanied her mate almost everywhere, barely being able to part with him. It was torture each day as he left for work, trying to carry on with house work or books or anything else, but sheer joy when he got home. On a few occasions, some had confused Kelsey not as a transformed human, but as some actual animal, startled when he spoke up in his own defense. The bird was a bit offended when, stopped by a police officer, heard the man tell John to keep his 'pet' on a leash. That thought he mulled over for some time, gradually feeling lees indignant, and more embracing of it. So long as he was with him, nothing else mattered, and had eventually gotten to the point of accepting such comments, and even walking around in a collar with john holding the lead.

Behind closed doors, the two had made love almost every night since the change, Kelsey's own sexual appetite almost dwarfing the libido of the very well-endowed and lustful human. They tried many ways, from the trick they had done that first night, to various positions to take full advantage of John's anatomy, to simply touching and fondling for hours until one or the other could stand no more. It took Kelsey a bit by surprise when John asked if he would try being the dominant one for a change, and only with some reluctance did he agree. Something in his nature told Kelsey not to behave that way towards John, but then again it was what he asked for. As it turned out, though, it would be the second most memorable night of their lives.

That night, John lay prostrate before the avian creature, both his pet and mate, his hind end raised to let him take full advantage. Kelsey began slowly, starting off by using his long tongue and beak to good measure, teasing his taint, sac, and sphincter, and letting his feathers tickle the sensitive regions. As John grew ever more aroused, Kelsey did the same, his massive hard-on emerging from its sheath. Kelsey continued his foreplay for what seemed like hours, until John had to resort to begging him to go through with it. Kelsey, in that moment, too lust driven now to object, gave into his basic instincts and flung himself forward, his mammoth shaft slipping its way past the tight ring of muscles. John cried out in shock, pain and pleasure all at once as the pole buried itself in him, slumping forward and waiting for Kelsey to begin in earnest.

As gently as he could, Kelsey used his strong, dexterous feet to hold onto John's thighs, balancing on his raised ass like a perch as his shaft helped hold him in place. The initial thrust had driven only about a third of the length in, and sent bolts of pleasure up Kelsey's spine, telling his mind to continue. Slowly but firmly Kelsey pressed forward, inch after inch disappearing into John's rear. John moaned into the pillows as the kiwi tried to bury himself fully, the massive organ stretching him incredibly wide, but both of them were frustrated when Kelsey could not hilt. Undeterred, though, Kelsey slowly pulled back, drawing his member most of the way out then quickly slamming back down.

On into the night it went, Kelsey alternating his pace and rhythm, but never letting himself fully emerge from his lover. He was operating on the same instinct he had done right after his change, to never let up, and never give in, to let his master enjoy the fullest measure of ecstasy imaginable. It wasn't until they had lost all sense of time or place and nearly all energy was drained from them both did Kelsey finally surrender and let himself go. Both man and bird cried out in a shared climax so spectacular that their minds went blank, and in that one instant they thought themselves free of their earthly bodies. John came back to consciousness, feeling the flood of hot fluids filling his bowels, and loving every moment of it. And Kelsey felt for the first time what it was like for a male to penetrate, to ravish, to dominate and likewise relished the experience. That night was in some way the last part of the change, as Kelsey had now fully experienced his new male side, and John was happy to have sacrificed his anal virginity to let the person he love come into his own.

The two slept soundly that night, together as they had been since even before the change. They dreamed of one another, and would do so in any shape or form, for the rest of their lives.