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"So you're sure we don't need costumes? I still feel a bit... underdressed..."

Luke paused half out of the car. The slim lemur was dressed like he was visiting any old friend, in a hoodie and jeans to ward of the cold of the autumn night. On the opposite side of the car, a hyena in a ripped shirt with a punk band logo on it slammed his door. "I told you, Suz said she'd sort out the costumes for everyone - and you know what she's like, it's bound to be something kinky and magicy!"

The lemur shut his door, more gently. "Yeah, you say that..."

Mike nudged him with an elbow, leering,. "Hey, you enjoyed the last night out, right?"

"I- yeah, but I don't wanna spend ages talking about it."

His friend punched him on the shoulder. "Hah! Sure man, we don't have to 'talk' about it. C'mon!"

The lemur followed the hyena up the path to the Victorian house that loomed at the end of the drive. It only took a few steps before the overhanging trees and bushes of the large grounds cut off the street lights of the city, leaving the odd spot of light to show the way, constantly moving and changing beneath his feet. The front of the house was a dark gothic expanse of gables and overbearing windows, picked out in splashes of moonlight that crept between the clouds.

"Creepy, right?"

"Uh, yeah."

Mike strode up to the door and thumped three times. He stepped back, and a second later it opened with an ominous creak, revealing a hall with grand sweeping stairs up either side. The walls and back were cloaked in shadows, barely showing the old portraits of imperious looking men and red drapes. In the centre, a long table was strewn with cups of all types, glass tumblers, metal goblets, crudely hewn wooden bowls, each with a different coloured liquid in.

"Enter," boomed a voice from above. "Choose a drink... and your fate for the night!"

From the balcony above the stairs, a tall figure in a pitch black dress rose into the air, her pointed hat knocking the chandelier and setting the lights swinging. She swooped down to beside the table, dress sweeping to one side to reveal a long, black furred leg, and a high stiletto heel that clicked onto the tile. With one sweeping elegant gesture, she waved at the table, and fixed the pair with a stare from her cats eyes.

Luke stared, frozen, not sure what to do. Should he-

"Awwight Suz! How 'ya doin'?"

Mike broke the silence, drawling his voice to sound a silly as possible. He ran forward and grabbed the witch in a big hug. "Get off!" she squealed, her composure broken. "Mike! You're ruining the atmosphere!"

The hyena let go and backed off, arms spread wide. "Hey, I thought you were dressing up! What's with your work-clothes?"

The cat girl rolled her eyes. "Yes, hah, right, the witch is dress as a witch, very funny. Good to see you too. Go on then, pick a drink."

"We-we have to pick one?"

"Yes, just a little fun for the party," she said, turning to the Lemur. "You're Luke, right? Mike said he was brining a friend. Go ahead, they're all different transformations, but I'm not going to spoil which is which!"

Mike walked the length of the table, rubbing his hands together, tail wagging. "So, right, are there any clues? Like, do the drinks make sense for what they do to you? I mean, this one-" he picked up a delicate cut glass goblet and swirled the dark red liquid inside, making it cling to the sides "-it looks like something a vampire would drink, so is it going to turn you into, like, a bloodsucker?"

Suzie smiled and gave nothing away.

"Or do they do the opposite to trick people?"

She just grinned more.

Mike shrugged. "Oh well. Worth asking! Here, drink this." He handed the glass to Luke and grabbed a brandy glass full of something thick and green.

"Wait, are you testing this on me?"

"Nah, we just might as well grab them at random!" With one swig he downed the drink. "Ugh, that's sweet!"

Luke looked at the red stuff. Suddenly his mouth was dry, his thirst overwhelming. That had to be part of the magic. Right? His hand quivered as he raised it to his lips. It was smooth and slid around his mouth easily, tasting rich and earthy. He swallowed, and a pleasant warmth spread down his limbs, leaving his fingers and toes tingling. "Oh! That's... really good!"

"Thanks! I tried to make it fun from the start!"

Luke put the glass back down and held his hands up at arms' length. The tingle was fading, but his hands still looked like normal lemur hands. "Um, when does it kick in?"

The witch giggled. "Oh, it'll be a surprise! Maybe you won't even notice..."

Luke shivered at the thought. "Oh... we'll turn back in the morning, though, right?"

"Yes, yes - or if you go off the grounds, I've made sure it's all safe. Oh!" She waved a hand, and a side door opened with a burst of music and bright lights. "Okay, you guys go into the main room, there's another couple coming I need to get ready for."

Luke opened his mouth, but Mike grabbed his arm and dragged him into the party proper. "Come on, let's grab a real drink and see if we notice anything."

The room wasn't crowded yet, but there were a couple of people dancing in the middle of the room. Luke wondered if they were drunk already, but then started with shock. Those people were rotting. Dirt covered the ripped and torn clothes of the three, one a bull with a horn hanging loose and bumping from the side of his face as he swayed, the second a fox boy with his jaw hanging loose and swollen tongue twitched as he tried to sing along, the third a mouse girl whose ears were falling apart in tattered rags. Flesh peeled from their arms and legs, exposing bone, and their dead white eyes rolled stared emptily into the distance. They jerked and spasmed, and Luke took a step back in horror before he heard the music.

"It's close to midnight

And something evil's lurking in the dark

Under the moonlight

You see a sight that almost stops your heart

You try to scream

But terror takes the sound before you make it

You start to freeze

As horror looks you right between the eyes

You're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller, thriller night

And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike

You know it's thriller, thriller night

You're fighting for your life inside a killer thriller tonight, yeah!"

Could they really be...

"Oh my god, she turned them into thriller zombies!" Mike laughed his characteristic hyena chuckle. "Okay, it's going to be that kind of party!"

"A-Are they alright?" Luke asked a slight, pale moth girl whose wings wrapped around her like a long white gown.

"Oh yeah, those three love that song. Got really hyped to dance when they started changing, too."

"It's actually happening..."

The moth's multi faceted eyes twitched as she made a snorting sound. "Yeah. Great, isn't it?"

"Is it not- I mean, did you change- uh, are you-"

The moth snorted again. "Yeah, I shouldn't have pissed Suzie off last week. It's not so much fun when you can't touch anything."

"What do you mean?"

The moth laughed, and flicked her wings. Her body fluttered up into the air, and a chill ran through Luke as he saw her legs were gone, her body trailing off into smoke. Before he could do more than gasp, she slide smoothly through the wall, sticking her proboscis out at him.

"Ghost!"

"Huh?" Mike was by his side again, passing a bottle of beer. "You see someone?"

"There was a moth, was- was a ghost, and she went through the wall!"

"Oh! That's why there's a bunch of clothes on the floor over there, they must have gone right through her! Hah!" He took a swig from his beer, then pulled a face. "Ugh, I don't fancy a beer now. Come on, let's go see what else they have."

He pulled Luke over to a low table, filled with drinks that looked identifiable this time. The hyena picked a sweet looking alcopop and pulled the cap off. "Ohh, that's what I was looking for." He took another mouthful.

Luke looked down at the other man. The way his lips wrapped round the neck of the bottle was giving him sudden ideas from nowhere. His lips looked plumper than they had before, and... had he painted his nails?

Wait, looked down?

Weren't they the same height?

"Hey, uh," said Luke, his voice dropping as he tried to keep it quiet. "I think.. you're changing a bit."

"Mmph?" Mike wiped the back of his slim wrist over those lips, and blinked a couple of times, looking up at Luke. "Oh! You're tall!"

"I think it's you that's getting small."

"Oh... well, at lease I don't have to worry about ripping my clothes..."

Luke looked further down, and the hyena's body. Had he been wearing a tube top when he came in? And shorts - oh, those weren't shorts...

He took a drink from his beer, trying to look away without giving away that he had been looking. He shouldn't have been looking at his friend like that, even if the magic had turned his ripped up jeans into a short purple skirt - a very short purple skirt, with pleats in it that meant it still moved and swung up despite being so short-

Fortunately, someone pushed him aside, making him splutter on a mouthful of beer. "Out of the way, fools! Make way for the my creation!"

A short mole of unknowable gender shoved him in the kidneys, elbowing Mike aside as well. They were dressed in a lab coat spattered in something red, eye covered in massive thick goggles, and every inch the mad scientist. "My magnificent construct requires liquids!"

Behind them loomed a massive figure, half naked and covered in stitches. Each part of it was physically perfect but unnaturally thrown together, a monstrous mountain of flesh. The square-jawed mouth opened lips that clearly hadn't come from the same body and let out a moan. "Here," said the mole, passing up a bottle the creature took in a meaty hand. "See if this improves you!"

Mike grabbed Luke's hand from behind, and giggled. "C'mon," the hyena said. His voice seemed much higher and breathier than before. "Let's leave them to it."

The monster tipped the bottle - was that vodka? - straight into its mouth, followed by the whole bottle. Glass crunched as it disappeared down its throat. "Is that going to be alright, once they turn back?" Luke asked.

Mike giggled, and flicked a curl of golden hair over his shoulder. "Yeah, like, I'm sure Suz has got it all under control. She's not going to hurt us!"

"Yeah, but what if we turn into-"

"Oh come on! Let's go have some fun!"

The hyena grabbed Luke around one arm, and the lemur was surprised at how small her hands had become. They barely fit all the way round his bicep. She tugged him over to the back of the room, and he let himself get dragged past a gaggle of clowns. "But we don't know what we're gonna be-"

"Oh, come on babe, I think we can guess by now... just look at me!"

The hyena took a step back from him, posing with one arm up in the air, the other on a hip. Mike stuck a leg out on pointed toes, wearing athletic trainers. "Don't cha love my new look?"

Luke did. He really did. Mike's muscle had slimmed down to show a perfectly toned gymnast's body, although the wipe hips just covered by a purple skirt. The matching top now had a couple of word scrawled on it, which Luke tried to focus on to avoid staring at the still growing bulges on Mike's chest. "Go...team? So you're... a cheerleader?"

"Yaaay!" Mike did a couple of arm-waving jumps. "Oooh, I'm all jiggly! Still. Suppose it's appropriate I worked out what we were becoming before you did."

"What? What am I?"

"Oh my god," said Mike. "Just look down!"

Luke did. He looked the same- no, he hadn't been wearing this jacket with a large 'L' sewn on the right hand side, and a tight t-shirt underneath - and he hadn't been this jacked! His pecs were big enough to make a shelf in the too-small shirt, and he reached down with one big hand hand to pull it up, revealing sculpted abs. "Holy hell!" His voice sounded deeper and slower than before.

"Mmm," said Mike, leaning forward and putting her hand on Luke's stomach. "Now that's what I like to see in a jock. And speaking of things in jocks..."

Her hand slid lower, brushing against the front of his groin. "Woah!" said Luke. "What are you doing, Mike?"

"I figured out who we're supposed to be," said the hyena. "You know how at the start of shlocky horror movies, there's a couple of dumb horny teenagers who sneak off to have fun and get caught by the monster?" She giggled, squeezing her arms together in front of her so that her breasts mashed together.

"Uh, yeah, so what?" Luke tried not to stare and didn't do a good job of it. What Mike said must have been important, but those tits... it was hard to think of anything else.

Mike grinned as she looked up at Luke, the much bigger lemur almost drooling over her tits. She grabbed his hand again. "C'mon, I think I dropped something outside..."

There was a door to the back garden conveniently there, by magic. Mike dragged him out and slammed the door, leaving them lit only by the diffuse lights spilling from a window a few meters away. She pushed him against the door, and Luke was able to say, "Wait-" before she leapt at him, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her lips to his. She pushed up against him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and grinding her groin over his, little desperate sound of arousal slipping out from between their lips. Luke could feel his dick straining against his pants, but fought to keep control of himself. He grabbed Mike around the waist and tore her away from him - fuck, he was so much stronger - or she was so much lighter. Still, she squirmed and giggled, pushing her supple flesh up against his hands and running feet and legs over his hips.

"Mike, listen, I dunno-" -god, it was hard to think when she licked her lips like that- "-I dunno if we should do this! Like, it's making me think funny, the magic, so it might be making you think funny too, so maybe we shouldn't- I mean what if you wake up tomorrow and you regret it? Like, how do I know this is what you want and not just the magic talking?"

Mike stopped wriggling, and smiled at the lemur kindly. He realised he was still holding her, and put her down. "Luke... I'm not gonna regret this," she said. "Oh yeah, and that thing I dropped?" She bit her lip. "Turns out it's my panties."

Luke looked down, where her underwear was draped over her feet, and gulped. Suddenly he couldn't think about anything except what was under that skirt. "Corny line, I know," she said, "but it made be horny to think- eep!"

Luke surged forward, wrapping his arms around the smaller hyena. She responded hungrily, tearing at his jacket. Together they worked to get it off without breaking the kiss, and tossed it aside. He placed a hand on her chest, touching gingerly until she pushed forward, feeling her stiff nipples against his palms. He pulled back and looked down at her, lit by a beam of moonlight as the clouds parted. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he gasped.

It was hard to think about anything but her. He leaned forward into the light to kiss again, and a wave of dizzy horniness washed over him. He grabbed her and pressed the hyena tight against his body, revelling in the sensation of being so big and powerful. She reached down and started to unzip his jeans. "Wow," she breathed. "I think you've got bigger since last time I looked..."

"Hrrr..." Her touch was electric, and as she pulled his jeans and underwear down, his cock sprang up already hard, and pressed against her bare midriff. The soft brush of fur sent a shiver running through him, a ripple of twitching muscle running down his arms. He looked down to where his arms wrapped around her. Were they bigger?

Another shiver ran through him, muscle he didn't recognised rippling beneath his fur. It felt strange, he wasn't used to being strong enough to be in control. He could do anything he liked with her... and by the ways her fingers wrapped around his balls, she wanted him to. He growled, thinking of pushing her down, splitting her legs apart with his strengths and fucking her until she screamed-

What? That - he wouldn't think that -

Beneath thickening fur, he saw muscles twist again and his eyes widened in realisation. "Mike!" he growled, and shoved her away. Surprised by this, she stumbled back and tripped over her panties, landing heavily on her rear. "Hey!" she yelled. "What are you-"

"RRRRUUUUNN!"

She froze for a second, seeing Luke's body change and grow in the moonlight. Thick black fur overtook the lemur's natural colour as his body contorted into bestial form, his muzzle lengthening as vicious teeth jammed through his gums. His eyes rolled back into his head and he howled to the moon.

Mike took the opportunity to turn tail and flee.

Luke slammed his forepaws into the earth. His head was swimming in the sensation of the change, the taste of blood from his gums, the scents of the torn up grass and the loud thumping music from inside overwhelming his mind and tearing every thought apart. Desperately, he clutched at his skull, trying to work out why he'd just yelled at Mike.

He needed to keep the hyena safe.

But how could he do that if she wasn't there?

He could smell her trail, though.

Smell her cunt.

Have to track that down.

With a roar, he shot forward into the woods.

Mike ran in between the trees, slowed down by the way her chest bounced and jiggled. She stumbled over roots and let out little shrieks as tree branches clawed at her, too panicked to try to hide. Her panties, still around one ankle, caught on a tree stump almost making her fall, so she paused her flight for a second to tear them off, as the leg hole didn't fit over her trainer. She tossed the garment aside and started to run, but a sudden sound startled her and she press back against a tree.

The hyena tried to stifle her breathing. Something was on the other side of the tree, something quiet. Slowly, she leant to the side, trying to get just an eye round the trunk, to see if she could sneak back to the house. And round the corner...

A cat. Just a tortoiseshell cat.

Mike slumped back against the tree, breathing out, eyes closed. Maybe she'd lost the beast-

Paws wrapped around her chest, pulling her close. The scent of wolf, earth, and lust filled her nose as she was pushed to the ground, the monster Luke had become tearing at her top, claws raking over her breast. The breath was knocked out of her in a gasp by the weight of the monster pushed its way into her, and she squirmed at the insistent pressure of its cock against her pussy.

She was going to get fucked, by her monsterfied boyfriend, right there on the ground.

A paw grabbed her stomach and dragged her to her knees. He wanted her doggy style - or with the way she crept her feet up, a good position for a sprint start. She pushed herself forward, used the seconds' surprise to put as much distance between them. Mike knew she didn't have long before he caught up, but there had to be a way to get help, of hide-

Bursting through a bush, she slammed into a fence. The edge of the property! Beyond lay the rest of the town, help... maybe safety. It was solid wood, almost eight feet high, but with a bit of purchase- she leapt as high as possible, and pulled herself up. She winced as her exposed breasts raked of the top of the wooden boards, not used to having them there, and as her legs scrambled to get purchase, she saw the verge of an empty road, lit by street lights.

Desperately she pushed herself up. Salvation was only a few inches away - but as her bare ass wiggled in the air, some thing grabbed her tail. She let out a shriek as she disappeared back over the fence. The werewolf caught her arm as she lashed out behind her, sliding her body down his chest until his dick poked between her legs. He bent her body, pushing her face against the fence and ass back against him. She could feel his cock questing for her cleft, thrusting either side, and she realised she was getting wet, her body betraying her. And then he found her hole, and she squealed as he thrust in.

Each thrust of the wolf's cock drove a little more air from her lungs. Her body twitched and convulsed in response to his rough movements, unable to breath, unable to think, nothing but the pain of his claws and uncontrolled pleasure of his dick forcing its way deeper into her. She managed to gasp a lungful of air as he move her, but then she was held up against the fence as he pumped into her, his long legs holding her off the ground, her feet swinging uselessly. Helplessly pinned, she could feel the heat of an oncoming orgasm being thrust into her-

With a loud crack, the fence gave way, sending the pair sprawling through. Luke slammed heavily into Mike, and then rolled over onto his back. His arms were filled with splinters and shaken by the fall, he took a second to collect himself, and then realised: he was himself, not a monstrous wolf any more! He brought his hands in front of him, flipping them over again and again until he was sure he was back to normal. "Of course," he said. "Just inside the grounds of the house..."

"Fucking fence..." moaned Mike beside him, and Luke's eyes went wide.

"Oh god! Mike! I'm so sorry! I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean to- I didn't want to- I wasn't in control- OH god, what I did to you- Are you alright?"

"Just when it was getting good, too!"

"Wha- Mike?"

Th hyena rolled onto his side. He was wearing the torn shirt with a band logo that he'd had on earlier, his jeans around his ankles. And he looked male - entirely male, Luke saw, and unharmed, thank god. "You looked like you were having a good time, too!"

Luke looked down at himself and blushed. He was completely naked, and quickly covered himself with his hands. "Mike, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to- to hunt you down, and to- well, to-"

"Nah, I guess you wouldn't, would you? Maybe that's why Suz gave you that werewolf jock transformation, maybe she thought you could do with knowing what it's like, being a bit more dominant!"

"You think she- that wasn't an act! I wasn't- there enough to act!"

Mike sat up and stretched his arms, picking out a few splinters of wood. "Oh, it's all safe, Suz knows what she's doing! And besides, she wouldn't have given us a couples' transformation if she didn't know I can handle that kind of kink."

Luke sat too, hunched over and covering his dick up. "That kind of- wait, couples' transformation?"

"Yeah, the dumb jock boyfriend and cheerleader girlfriend, like the start of the horror movie? Except, turns out this one was more of a porny horror movie!"

"She- she thinks we're a COUPLE?"

Mike stood giving Luke a fine view of his ass. "Well, she might have got that impression from something I said..."

"Mike!"

"And I might have mentioned how you seemed to like that magic bimbo club, and how sometimes it seems like you're holding yourself back."

"Mike?"

Mike turned and stood in front of the hole in the fence. "And I might have mentioned one of my little fantasies..."

"Mike- is this- did you set all of this up? Did you - actually like that?!"

The hyena laughed. "Well, I'll just say- this time, I won't run quite so fast..."

He stepped back, over the fence and into the grounds of the witches house. The air rippled around him as magical energies twisted his body, shrinking it down and making wide hips and breasts pop out, purple energy forming into a torn cheerleader's skirt and top. Her feminine eyes widened, and thick lips parted in a gasp of surprise.

Then she winked at Luke, still sat there on the ground, and turned, disappearing into the darkness.