S.A.M.S.
Jason always thought it quite funny when someone fell victim to S.A.M.S,
Spontaneous Anthropomorphizing Morphogenic Syndrome. How will he deal with it once it comes for him?
My first story since I've started giving writing a serious go of it. Hopefully more to come, and that you like it!
Jason's first mistake in waking up was trying to open his eyes. The morning light pouring out of his window immediately seared his eyes, sending a dizzy nausea straight to his stomach. He groaned, the noise sounding odd to his ears. Last night had been hell, to put it mildly. He'd never had weed hit him that badly before, but just two drags in and he was staggering to his room to lay down somewhere comfortable. There was no recollection of him even making it to his bed, but either he had made it or his roommate had helped him in.
The second mistake came when he tried to turn his head into his pillow to drown out the glaring white from behind his curtains. His effort was halted immediately by a firm pressure that came from long outside where his face ended, cricking his neck. This was more immediately concerning as there was no reasonable explanation for this. Cracking open his eye just a little, everything was still hazy. From what little he could see, there was the dark grey of his pillowcase, the pale blue of his wall, and an odd orange blur that sat just in front of him.
"Hell is..?" He croaked, once more his voice hit his ears wrong. An odd twitch above his head sent a twinge all the way down to his toes. No, no no no no no, it couldn't be... not to him. His hand flew out from beneath the sheets to meet the still out-of-focus shape before him. Instead of a bronzed tan, a striking black met the orange fuzz. More than that, he could feel where he shouldn't. That shape was attached to him... it belonged to him.
Immediately he began to breathe faster. His now black fingertips trembled as he held out his hand for a better look. Gone were his nails in favor of dark claws, the same orange he woke up to meeting black fur halfway up his forearm. He screamed. The shock he felt in this moment surpassed anything he'd felt until now, made even worse by the timbre of how his own yell sounded to him.
"Nononono god please no not that not this please..." He couldn't look down. If he did, it might confirm his suspicion to be real. He could just lie there, go back to sleep, end this nightmare. As he slowly began to slide into the delusion that such a plan of action could work, his roommate burst into the room, a look of panic on his face.
"JASON WHA--" He stopped cold, the two staring at each other. The silence between them stretched for what felt like full minutes as they both struggled to parse what was going on. Finally, Jason pulled the sheets over his head, a now very characteristic yipe of fright escaping his muzzle.
"DON'T LOOK! I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT-..." Jason in fact did know what. Despite the million to one odds, he'd hit the genetic lottery. Spontaneous Anthropomorphizing Morphogenic Syndrome. It had always been a novelty to him and his friends. Nobody knew anyone who'd had it, it was that rare. They'd laugh when some foreign politician got it, try and watch as new victims tried to make careers as influencers, their attempts usually crashing and burning in hilarious fashion. It was something that always happened to someone else. Not him.
"Are you..." Kaden sounded closer now, but Jason outright refused to come out from beneath the sheets. Yet every moment bundled up in his little shelter kept feeling more and more wrong. With no other outlet his mind had begun to wander, exploring all the new sensations he was trying to block out. The way his fur felt against the sheets, an entire new limb now tucked between his legs, pulled so high against his chest the tip of its fur began tickling his new overly sensitive nose. Oh lord his nose. The scents he could smell now... he could smell the laundry all the way across the room, the sweat mixed with the springtime pollen clinging to his shirts, his own scent worked into every fiber of his bed mingling with something new, something different, his... new scent. Unable to take these thoughts anymore he tore himself out of his blanket, only to see Kaden staring down at him with awe. There was no way to escape this...
"It's... it's okay, Jason. You're gonna be okay. Just... just different. Alright? Say it with me." Kaden's tone was calming, or at least some attempt at being so. Even with the adrenaline rushing through him Jason could sense Kaden's psych major coming to the fore.
"I'm... I'm going to be... okay." Jason forced himself to speak through too-quick breaths.
"You're still you. You're just different."
"I'm still me... I'm j-just... just..."
Kaden knelt by his bedside, cradling Jason's hand in his own... it looked so much bigger now.
"You're just different. And that's okay." The warmth of Kaden's hand was more calming than his words. Jason could feel a veritable rush of relief running through him. He wasn't alone. He didn't have to deal with this on his own.
"I'm just different... and that's okay." With the words finally out, tears began to form in Jason's eyes. There was a relative calm to be sure, but he was still very far from being alright. "Kaden..." A gentle squeeze from his roommate halted whatever words were going to come out. Jason was immediately grateful, somewhere deep down he knew they would have only made things worse. He takes a deep breath, letting it out, the air feeling odd as it rolls out of his muzzle. "I guess... I'm a fox now..." The words don't sound right; there was some part of him that was still in denial over all this.
He felt his tail against his chest... both it on his chest and his chest on his tail… it didn't seem real. His ears folded back, right ear crumpling as it tried to fold against the pillow. The sensation made him shiver from head to toe, drawing attention to nearly every follicle of fur as he shook...
"Let's think about how lucky you are." Kaden said with a smile. Jason felt a flick above his head, his new pointed ears showing his emotions was certainly something to get used to. As was the slight tilt his head made on its own as questions formed in his mind. "There's a lot of things you could have turned into. A lot of people can't... handle turning into something else if they aren't... um... shall we say, 'considered appealing by human standards'." Jason's curiosity deepened, his head tilting the other way. A bit of frustration bubbled up within him as he both saw, and heard, Kaden try to suppress a chuckle. Apparently what Jason was doing was either cute or amusing or both, and none of those options were very appealing at the moment. "But I'd have to say on the spectrum of things you could be, and how you could look, you pretty much won the jackpot."
That absolutely wasn't something Jason wanted to think about at the moment... but despite that it was helping. The idea that his best friend was not only not considering him a freak, but that he actually looked... good, sent a warm feeling into his chest. He took a moment to let the emotion wash over him, even feeling the beginnings of a smile beginning to form on his new face. It spread further, intensifying, making him feel tingly all over... his chest began to feel strange, warm, more alive than he’d ever felt it before. His tail relaxed, rolling along the bottom of the sheets and flopping against the mattress, the base began to twitch, sending his tail swishing back and forth, lightly batting at the insides of his legs.
"Oh... I guess I did something right?" Kaden was smiling over at him, which sent Jason curling into a ball once more.
"Y-you most certainly didn't!" Jason pouted, and this time Kaden couldn't suppress his laughter. A deft turn and a quick shove with his feet was all it took to send Kaden sprawling along the floor, still snickering away. The twisting of the sheets, however, revealed in both sight and touch what Jason had been repressing this whole time. Two perfectly formed breasts now shone taut against the thin sheet still concealing Jason's new body. He froze. The confirmation of not only his... her human identity being stripped away, but her sex as well... it was a burden atop a burden, and her mind simply ceased all thought rather than try and process.
Kaden was up in a flash, standing before Jason, trying not to look half as panicked as he felt. "SomeTHING- *ahem* Something I've learned about this. Is um. Okay it's this." He was gesticulating wildly, as though trying to wrangle in the lessons he'd learned by hand. "One thing at a time, is the thing. It's the key. And we can do it, yea?"
This version of Kaden was distinctly less helpful than the previous one, but with no other options available, Jason's head tilts again as if to ask, ‘What do you mean?’
"Okay so..." Kaden sits down next to Jason, the pair now sitting along the side of the bed. "We take one change at a time. You feel it, know it, understand it. It's a trick psychologists use to help SAMS victims get through things." He was focusing on his knees rather than looking at Jason, which suited her just fine. "Rather than taking in the transformation as a whole, which can be overwhelming, you explore each part bit by bit. Your ears, your feet, hands, etcetera. It's supposed to help so... do you want to... try that?" He looked over at Jason, eyes filled with desperation to help his friend through this.
With no actual desire to go through this, Jason nodded robotically. She had begun to feel cold, empty. Her life as she knew it was gone twice over, how in the hell was this supposed to help in any way? Her fingers began to tremble from the emotional void opening inside her. She tucked them against her comparatively warm belly. "But... where to start? How do we... like... go through it?"
"I guess we can try and figure that out on our own. Just... feel it out?" Kaden started a shrug but abandoned the effort.
Jason felt her ears swivel about on her head, angling about as they felt out their new instincts to figure out the best way to hear her roommate. "Um... how about my ears? How do we... like what's the process?" She looks at Kaden, her eyes still shining with the tears she has yet to blink out. Kaden steels himself at the sight, the urge to make his roommate’s now excessively sweet face brighten strong enough to puff out his chest.
"Right! So. We um..." Kaden balls his hand into a fist, tapping it on his knees several times as he attempts to recall the week-long lesson, fear gripping his chest at the thought he might mess this up and make everything worse. "First, you feel them. Not with your hands, just... close your eyes and breathe. Feel them with your nerves. Move them. Try to understand them. They're yours. They're not here to hurt you."
Jason could feel Kaden bullshitting his way through this, but just the idea that he was trying to help was keeping a barely suppressed panic from bursting out of her chest. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath... swapping to mouth breathing the instant a thousand smells begin to rush into her, each one in a hurry to categorize itself in her mind. Focus turns to the triangles atop her head, as much as she can manage, pushing as many other senses out as she can. She felt them twitch with clarity unlike before, the sensation making her toes flex out in a quick pulse. Calm... this was supposed to be calm. Another deep breath. With little effort she could move them on her own. The small muscles pulling back, then forth. She made them go quicker, flicking them on purpose. Laying them back in particular felt... nice. It was calming in an odd sort of way. As she sat there, slowly breathing, she let Kaden's words wash over her. 'They're yours. They're not here to hurt you.' With each passing moment she realized how natural they felt. Different, yes. But not completely alien.
"They're mine..." She said out loud, causing them to pop up on their own to hear her own voice bouncing off the far wall. It brought her out of her calming stupor; her changed voice still causing her distress. Kaden is quick to cut off this negative pathway.
"Next, we can work on your voice. It's... it's very nice, if you don't mind my saying." The blush on his cheeks wasn't lost on Jason. Her tail flicked off to the side, sending a full body surge of 'That's not something you're supposed to feel' through her. Her ears weren’t supposed to burn at a guy telling her she sounds nice. It wasn’t supposed to send a gentle swoop beneath her navel. She swallows down the feeling, blinking back more tears as she grips the hem of her boxers.
"So just... talking. Just hearing my own voice." She forces herself to speak, the unfamiliar pitch still not finding a place in her heart as 'normal'.
"Yes. It's your voice now. And as far as voices go, it's a very good one." Kaden fumbles his hands together, looking up at the ceiling rather than at Jason. "It's... it's cute."
"You-!" Jason nearly winds up another kick, but the strange bolts of excitement running through her send her feet skittering on the floor instead. Such a thing coming from her roommate should -not- be making her feel this way. Especially not twice in under a minute. This was her body and it would listen to what she wanted. She could feel her tail winding up for another wagging session. She squelched that plan immediately by grabbing its base. All this did however was trade one odd sensation for another, feeling both the tail at her hand and on the appendage itself. She yelped at her own endeavor, blushing furiously beneath her fur. "You-shut up!" Kaden tried not to laugh again, biting his cheek so firmly she could see him sucking it into his mouth.
"You're supposed to be talking! Get used to your voice!" He said through half-gritted teeth.
"I'll have a hard time getting used to anything if you keep laughing like that!" She was on her feet now... until she wasn't. It took her collapsing sideways onto her bed to realize the new anatomy of her legs. Trying to stand the way she had nearly her entire life was a mistake. What had once been the balls of her feet were now her paws, adding an entirely new crook to her limbs. Kaden was on point, keeping her from sliding off the bed and stripping her of what little coverage the sheet had for her chest. This, however, came at the cost of Kaden's arm resting alongside the bottom of her bosom. The two awkwardly shuffle back onto the bed, avoiding each other's gaze as Jason burned with so many mixed emotions she could hardly move once more.
"And... and that's why we work on one thing at a time." Kaden said flatly, trying overly hard to keep any sort of emotion out of his voice.
"Yea. I get it now." She had found her voice, and somehow after that spectacular failure, it sounded even worse. The emptiness inside her was rapidly being filled by white hot fury. How could this happen to her? What the fuck had she done to deserve this?? "So... If I just keep talking, we can move onto the next thing as soon as I'm... as soon as I feel used to it? That seems simple enough. I can just keep saying words like what the FUCK and HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO ME?! Pondering things like CROSS SEX CHANGES ARE LIKE ONE IN ONE HUNDRED MILLION. And WHAT IS MY FAMILY GOING TO THINK?!" She couldn't stop. Every nerve burned with anger, disappointment, despair. How could she move on from this? People just like him were going to mock her, treat her just like she’d treated others in her situation. And she deserved it. For everything she’d said, even if it wasn’t to their face. She felt Kaden leaning over, his hand gliding across her back in an attempt at an embrace. She pushed him aside, or tried to at least, there wasn't a lot of effort going into the rejection.
As he held her, his warmth seeping through her fur, she felt the tears spill from her eyes. Girlish crying filled the room, and for once Kaden didn't have an answer for it. They held each other for who knows how long as a thousand different emotions spiraled through Jason’s mind, each one feeling new, different, frightening. An emotional complexity he’d never experienced before that would now be his norm. She wept, she shook, her only anchor against the raging tide of hopelessness being the man who held her tight. Neither recalled when they had laid down, but Kaden never let go, holding her as if she’d be swept away if he let up for even a moment. Eventually, after what had to be at least an hour, her wailing began to slow, then ceased. As her tears dried on her fur, silence taking place of Jason's sobbing, Kaden found his voice again.
"I'm sorry..." His voice was as weak as Jason expected hers to be. She looked up at him, with great effort, not knowing quite how to handle the length of her new muzzle and ending up bumping him on the chest and jaw with it. "I... I was trying to help but, I just ended up forcing you through some textbook psychology nonsense rather than letting you feel your actual emotions. I kept cutting you off when I should have let you yelled, let you cried. I just... I wanted to help... and..."
Jason felt her tongue glide along Kaden's lips, her entire body electrifying. "Shut up." Kaden's eyes widened. Jason wasn’t sure why she did that herself, some kind of new instinct she’d have to contend with from now on. But… it didn’t feel wrong. Seeing Kaden so broken up over her was stirring something inside her. She began to feel warm again, wanted to keep feeling this way.
"You're an idiot, and you've always been an idiot. You always want to save the world. You spend more time organizing volunteering ventures than doing your actual coursework. I've kind of... admired that about you.” Less than ten hours ago Jason would have never admitted this to him. It was embarrassing between two guys… but as the words came out of her mouth, it was as though she were being slowly filled with a warm fog. The memory of confessing to his middle school crush floated to the fore… it had nothing on this moment.
“And... yes maybe this could have gone different but, you were trying to help. And you absolutely did. If you hadn't come in and... hadn't walked me through the first steps. I might've... no, well, I don't know what would have happened. But I'm sure it wouldn't have been as good as this." She licked him again, this time of her own will. Her nerves lit up, fur bristled, her breath quickened. She could smell him with a clarity she never thought possible. Each inhale ingrained his scent further into her mind, hundreds of details she couldn't even parse making their way into a new area of her mind. She knew what each one was, what each one meant, purely on instinct. There was another scent... it was small, but growing... and she wanted more of it.
There was the smallest moment of hesitation as her tongue pulled back into her mouth, the tiniest thought of where this might be going being yelled at her from a great distance by the man she still wanted to be.
Another lick on his lips, and another. The scent blossomed. It was making her feel light, and warm. There was a certain feeling between her legs making itself known. It felt... good... to lean into it. Fighting all these feelings, all these instincts was the cause of all her distress. If they could make her feel -this- good...
Kaden had begun to push her away right as her tongue snuck between his lips, pulling his upper lip out as she was pushed back. "Wah... we-uh... maybe... maybe we should... think maybe you should get..." Jason couldn't help but grin like the fox that had caught the mouse. The way his addled words hit her ears felt so good. She had done that to him. There was pride welling up inside, an excitement she knew only a woman could feel. She didn't have to look down to know she'd gotten to him. She couldn't remember a time she'd had this much fun... Screw whatever hangups she had about all this, if she could be filled with this much glee as a vixen, this whole thing was worth it.
"Maybe we should focus on the next thing then~?" She could feel her tail swishing behind her like something you'd see in a cartoon 'made for children' that was clearly drawn by someone who was into it. "How about my nose? It's a very important part of my new anatomy." Kaden couldn't help but nod. Her hooks were in him, all he needed was a little bit of tugging.
She craned her neck towards him, sniffing deliberately now, pressing her cold nose against the smooth skin of his cheek. Smelling on purpose was a whole different beast, like changing from first to fourth gear in a matter of seconds. There was a thrill she never knew letting his scent ingrain itself into her. She trailed downwards, into the crook of his neck, down his shirt, pulling back and shaking her head in as cute a manner as she could manage when the fabric pulled into her nostrils. "Oops! You think maybe you could pull that thing off? Just so I can smell better, you know?" He nodded again, all higher thought having left him the instant her nose met his skin.
As his face disappeared behind the blue fabric, she let the sheet fall down. There's only a moment to look down and appreciate just how perfect her breasts are. Not quite C cups, but immaculately formed. There are porn artists who couldn't draw them as good as they looked. Kaden's face came back into view alongside a sharp inhale of surprise. Jason pretended not to realize her effect on him as she cupped the underside of her bosom, lifting them gently and running her hands along the outsides.
"Gosh these really do feel so strange. They're so soft... both the fur and the squish beneath. I don't know how girls can stand having these and not be doing this all the time. Do you?" She looks up at him, delighting as he can't even find the words to properly respond. Yet, it took a herculean effort to keep from crying out her own noises. It was suddenly all too clear why some girls couldn’t keep from moaning; these were heavenly, their slight heft, the way they sent a blissful stream of buzzing straight between her legs… "Oh, but we're supposed to be working on my nose. Let's see what else I can smell with this thing~." Another sniff and her entire body was on fire near immediately. Kaden's musk slammed into her skull like a sledgehammer, almost pulling her head backwards. For a moment she felt more like the puppet on strings than she imagined she was making Kaden, her body moving almost on its own down him, pressing her muzzle to his groin and breathing in straight from the source... almost. There was still a pair of striped pajama pants in the way.
"Hhh... Kaden do you... do you think you could... um... mo... move these um... there's a scent in here I... I really want to... remember..." Words were so hard to think of in the face of this overwhelming barrage of sensory input. She was keenly aware of a heat burning beneath her tail, which itself had ceased its sway, instead settling on pulling up and off to the side. The heat was only made worse by a feeling wholly unfamiliar to her: A sort of... 'itch' wasn't the proper word. She needed to be touched... down there... inside. Anything would do, but she knew what would do the best job, and in the next moment it was revealed to her.
The understanding of girls who could be more than a bit cock hungry rattled Jason's mind. It was perfection. Those smooth chocolaty orbs framing a seven inch rod sent her panting immediately. Her nose met his groin. Just that fraction of an inch of material made such a difference in the scent... it was so much stronger now. Jason had next to no control of her own movements at this point. Her tongue buzzed as it lolled out, caressing near the entirety of Kaden's sac all at once. She uttered a silent prayer of thanks for her widened appendage as it laps over and over, feeling them tighten against him. She imagined hearing him producing his seed, reveling in feeling them move ever so slightly on their own beneath her tongue's onslaught. Before long she pulled herself back, not without colossal effort, if only to just look up at Kaden's awed and lust blown expression. She huffed out a little giggle, feeling at last that the noises coming from her are familiar... they're hers. And she loves it.
"And now... we can get familiar with my muzzle. I'll be using it a lot... but..." She forced herself to sit back on her haunches, stifling a gasp at just how good it felt to feel the slight spread of her muff beneath her. "Maybe you could help a bit with this one... you're the psychologist in training so... some practical experience might help?" She tilted her head, arms coming together in such a way that lifted her chest ever so slightly. The heavy twitch in Kaden's cock makes Jason's fingers tremble.
"S-sure... so... Jason um..."
"Wait..." Jason held up a finger, then pressed it to her lips. This time, it was her name itself that felt wrong. That wasn't a name for someone who was doing... all of this. "Just... Jay for now. I think it hits the ear a lot better, hm~?" She bent her left ear back for emphasis, Kaden nodding in agreement. Her tail broke its flagging to wag furiously at the sentiment, sending her vinyl rack tumbling to the floor. There was no time to care, there was a cock to suck.
"So... Jay..." She could hear Kaden's heart thump as he said the name. "A muzzle is... it's just a mouth. It's longer and... can fit more... into it." Jay scooted forward, trying not to giggle at how Kaden was falling apart in front of her. "You can test that out with... me. Just um... see how much of me you can fit in... a-appreciate the feeling..."
Jay cut him off as her lips passed past his tip. He gasped as she slid down his length, easing in... halfway... past halfway... She nearly made it to the hilt before her throat began to rebel. Unacceptable, this was her body and it was going to listen to her. Pulling back, then sliding forward, she quickly got into a rhythm. Tongue lolling lazily along his shaft, treating him to her rough top and slick underside in equal measure. His uncontrolled moaning and groaning above made her ears twitch with absolute delight. It was so good to hear her lesson was being met with such positive feedback.
Each time she felt her throat tighten as his tip approached, she tried her best to relax. It took more than a few tries, but, slowly but surely, she was able to get him further and further into her. The thrill of it was starting to make her shake, breathe even harder, instincts trying to get her to pant against him. She gripped his hips with one final pull backwards, then meeting his groin with her nose and lips. She swallowed, looking up at him and his full body twitch...
Something odd began to happen to her. She had to pull back so she could breathe properly. Her entire body was vibrating, not just physically, but deeper. It felt like an orgasm was approaching, but she hadn't even touched herself, hadn't even searched beneath her boxers. Moaning now, she couldn't stifle the buildup even if she wanted to. This was amazing, nothing like this had ever happened to him as a man. Nothing even close. It was getting more intense by the half second. How in the world could she feel this good? She felt herself clench down below, a swoop from base to just beneath her navel. Her eyes crossed as she lost control, falling against Kaden's thigh as she cried out, climax shooting straight through of her boxers and onto the floor.
The room filled with the sounds and smells of her orgasm, Kaden holding her steady by the shoulders as she rocked in place, lost in her own world of pure and utter bliss. After nearly a full minute of orgasm, fueled by itself into further climax, she let herself go limp against him, beaming in a lust drunk state. She hardly even knew her own name at this point... all she could do was look up at the hunky man in front of her, and marvel at his absolutely perfect cock. With what little control she had, she gave it a kiss, her tail thumping the floor as it gave her a little twitch in response.
As Jay grew more steady against Kaden's leg and the mattress, Kaden moved his hand to rub gently around her ear. Her soft moan was pleasing even for herself to hear. Lord that felt good... the way his fingertips worked the groove right behind... her eyes slowly crossed as her mouth hung open in a small o. Kaden softly pulled his hand away, earning him a gentle whine from the vixen. She looked up at him, a dreamy smile upon her face.
"Why'd you stop~?" She cooed, her muzzle sliding along his length, resting upon his sac.
"We still need to keep on our lesson, don't we?" His voice had changed. Something about seeing Jay beneath him, cumming away whatever was left of his grasp on masculinity, lit a fire in his chest. "You just had your first female orgasm. Seems like we're past due to look at your new sex, isn't it?"
Jay shuddered so hard her hand reached out to the bed frame to keep from slipping. Oh he was good at this when he tried. Jay settled herself, getting her paws beneath her and pushing up using Kaden's legs as support. He reached his hands out to grab hers, and at last she stood, far more steady on her paws than she was expecting. She rolled her wrists, Kaden caught the hint and let go. She stood without any trouble, pride welling up in her chest, making her feel even warmer. "You think we should celebrate my accomplishment?" Jay had to fight hard to keep her tail swaying back and forth instead of thrashing.
Kaden's hands met her waistline and took a hold of the already nearly-falling-off boxers. "I can think of a few ways we could do that." With nearly no effort, the boxers slid down to the floor. Kaden locked his eyes on Jay’s new pussy, entirely unable to look at anything else. For that matter, neither could Jay. From what she could see it was just fur all the way down. No spot for a cock; like it was never there in the first place. The thought made Jay shiver, another swoop as his pussy clamped down. Kaden's hand reached between her legs, she nearly cried out as his fingers came within less of an inch of her folds. As he pulled his hand back, the two of them stared at a perfectly clear gossamer strand of Jay's femcum, hung from the tip of Kaden's finger, still dripping from Jay's pussy.
Jay gasped so hard she got a bit of a head rush as Kaden's hand reached between her legs once more, this time cupping her all the way to her tail. He pulled her with him as he laid back in the bed, Jay frantically scrambling to get onto the mattress. By the time Kaden stopped pulling, Jay was on all fours, her cooch just inches away from Kaden's face.
"Well, it looks like a healthy pussy to me. Nice full lips. Your ability to lubricate is unquestionable." Jay's heart was hammering faster and faster. Her face burned. Why was this so hot?? "But that's just the outside... let's examine the inside, shall we?" Kaden's hands brushed up Jay's thighs, thumbs meeting her labia, and sliding gently outwards. Jay couldn't help but yipe, the uncontrolled feral noise brought about as she experienced a second orgasm in mere minutes. The sheer thought of Kaden looking -inside- her would have been enough to make her cum, but him actually doing it, feeling his breath against her mons, his hands against her sex, sent her spiraling into a realm of pleasure even further beyond what she had just experienced moments ago. She clenched over and over and over, each swoop sending a blissful haze up to her head, making the orgasm carry onward, at least twice as long as a normal human girl.
By the time it was all over, Jay had begun to droop, so overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax she nearly fell back onto Kaden. He, on the other hand, was soaked from head to chest. SAMS patients tended to have very... copious orgasms. Kaden used a corner of the blanket to wipe his face before turning his gaze back to his new favorite pair of lips.
"A very good reaction. At least we know you won't have to worry about sexual stimulation." Kaden stated matter-of-factually. Jay couldn't help but loose a tired giggle. "But... I don't think we're done here. I'm going to need to examine deeper inside. Much deeper..."
Jay felt Kaden's hands on her hips. They hugged her curve, gently pulling her downwards. "Hrrh?!" The vulpine noise rumbled her muzzle. He still wanted to go?! She was about to tell him she was getting tired when his lips met hers and all foolish ideas of stopping halted. As his tongue graced her entrance, sliding all the way to her clit in one glorious unbroken sweep, she cursed ever having been born a man if that's the kind of feeling women got to experience. She allowed herself to moan freely as Kaden continued his slow assault on her nethers. She nearly collapsed into the bed as Kaden began to push his tongue inside. How was it possible that every single thing felt better than the last? Was there no limit to the pleasure she could feel now? She came a third time, feeling his tongue inside as she spasmed around it. This time she really did fall over, barely enough self control to keep from falling onto Kaden's head.
The world around her was tilted, snapping back to normal, then slowly tilting again. Over and over. It was better than the best high he'd ever had. She let her mind drift even as she felt Kaden moving her around on the bed. She was vaguely aware of her paws touching the floor, her tail swishing down off the edge of the bed, and the rest of her laying atop the mattress. Movement above... Kaden was crawling over top of her... this was great... she loved Kaden. He was saying words... Maybe they were hot... she should probably listen.
"--ight? Jaaaay~ Are you alright~?" Kaden stared down at her, partly worried, somewhat amused, and overwhelmingly prideful. He watched as the focus came back to her eyes, her ears perked and she seems to actually see him for the first time in minutes. "You in there Jay?"
"N-ha-aahh... I’m... I mean, yes. Hi." She was somewhat embarrassed, having Kaden see her so out of it. Mostly what was there though was an overbearing feeling of want towards Kaden. He'd always been such a good friend... and now that they were... clearly compatible... Jay's smile grew, both for her realization, and for how silly she felt for how she had reacted to this not even fifteen minutes ago.
"I was saying, it's probably time for the final test. I have just one more way to test out your new--"
Jay grabbed Kaden behind jaw with both hands, pulling him down to her lips. "Shut up and fuck me." She couldn't even wait to finish her sentence before she crushes their lips together. Her tongue darts immediately into Kaden's mouth, his tongue twitching in surprise before pressing back into hers. Their moans make the sweetest symphony as they rumble in each other's mouths. His hand reaches down to caress her breast. Her noises grow higher, hips rolling on the bed, eagerly searching for his cock.
She could feel it against her inner thigh. Controlling herself was more difficult than she had imagined, but through sheer force of will she managed to bow her back, angling herself for her lover. Kaden steadies himself, easing himself forward, and sliding inside in one. Jay's moans turned to screams of pleasure, so loud Kaden had to pull back off of her as her maw opened so wide he couldn't maintain the kiss. Instead he bent down further, kissing at her neck and tugging at her fur with her lips. Jay came again. And again. Hitting new peaks with each inch that Kaden slid inside. His hips meet hers, her mind is lost to the cosmos. She no longer has any idea of where she is, what she is, or how she got there. All she knew that she'd reached the purest state of nirvana.
Kaden had no illusions that they were done yet, even though Jay seemed to have stopped functioning. As he pulled back, she sprung back to life, her arms wrapping around Kaden's shoulders, her thighs hugging his hips. "Oh god Kaden I love you please don't stop oh my god please please please..."
Kaden lifted his head back up, pressing his lips into hers once more and slamming his hips home. She cried out, letting Kade invade her mouth this time. She nearly melted, hardly able to even hang onto Kaden any more as he picked up into a rhythm.
To Jay, sex as a girl was so far and beyond what it was as a boy he wondered how it was possible. Every thrust continued this euphoria that pervaded every fiber of her being. So great was the pleasure she could hardly tell where her body ended. She existed in a realm of pure bliss, nothing but hot buzzing and a gentle rocking back and forth.
With all the prep Jay had given him, Kaden wasn't going to last long. He began to pull back when he felt a push against his rear. Jay's legs were keeping him trapped. He wanted to say something, wondering if Jay was aware of what she was doing, of what it could potentially mean should he... But that thought didn't even have time to fully form before Kaden slammed home, his cock bursting into Jay's new depths.
The sensation of Kaden cumming inside, his cock twitching in that firm pulsing rhythm, caused a switch to click firmly in Jay's mind. There was absolutely no doubt anymore. Not only was Jay a female, but he retroactively wished he had been one all along. How dare the higher powers that be rob him of feeling like this?
Kaden pressed himself gently to her, taking just a moment to feel her contours before wrapping his arms around her. She was surprisingly light in his arms as he lifted her gently, rolling them up and to the side to lay securely on the bed. It took some effort, but finally Jay lay half atop Kaden's chest, their legs entwined.
Jay thought briefly about staying awake, to talk to Kaden, tell him how much he appreciated him, how grateful he was for his presence, his kindness. That thought was swept gently away as Jay's mind faded, too overwhelmed by bliss and exhaustion. All she could manage was a whispered, "Thank you..." before her eyes shut.
Kaden looked down at his roommate... girlfriend? He hoped girlfriend. He marveled at the curve life had taken for the two of them. Just last night the two of them were lamenting about being single, talking about the wingmanning they'd never be brave enough to do. And now this. Maybe this was the universe throwing the two of them a bone. His chest rose as he stifled one last chuckle at the poor choice of words. Did foxes even like bones, though? Kaden decided he didn't particularly care as he lay back, letting his eyes drift shut just like Jay's. They could miss a day of classes.
Jason's first mistake in waking up was trying to open his eyes. The morning light pouring out of his window immediately seared his eyes, sending a dizzy nausea straight to his stomach. He groaned, the noise sounding odd to his ears. Last night had been hell, to put it mildly. He'd never had weed hit him that badly before, but just two drags in and he was staggering to his room to lay down somewhere comfortable. There was no recollection of him even making it to his bed, but either he had made it or his roommate had helped him in.
The second mistake came when he tried to turn his head into his pillow to drown out the glaring white from behind his curtains. His effort was halted immediately by a firm pressure that came from long outside where his face ended, cricking his neck. This was more immediately concerning as there was no reasonable explanation for this. Cracking open his eye just a little, everything was still hazy. From what little he could see, there was the dark grey of his pillowcase, the pale blue of his wall, and an odd orange blur that sat just in front of him.
"Hell is..?" He croaked, once more his voice hit his ears wrong. An odd twitch above his head sent a twinge all the way down to his toes. No, no no no no no, it couldn't be... not to him. His hand flew out from beneath the sheets to meet the still out-of-focus shape before him. Instead of a bronzed tan, a striking black met the orange fuzz. More than that, he could feel where he shouldn't. That shape was attached to him... it belonged to him.
Immediately he began to breathe faster. His now black fingertips trembled as he held out his hand for a better look. Gone were his nails in favor of dark claws, the same orange he woke up to meeting black fur halfway up his forearm. He screamed. The shock he felt in this moment surpassed anything he'd felt until now, made even worse by the timbre of how his own yell sounded to him.
"Nononono god please no not that not this please..." He couldn't look down. If he did, it might confirm his suspicion to be real. He could just lie there, go back to sleep, end this nightmare. As he slowly began to slide into the delusion that such a plan of action could work, his roommate burst into the room, a look of panic on his face.
"JASON WHA--" He stopped cold, the two staring at each other. The silence between them stretched for what felt like full minutes as they both struggled to parse what was going on. Finally, Jason pulled the sheets over his head, a now very characteristic yipe of fright escaping his muzzle.
"DON'T LOOK! I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT-..." Jason in fact did know what. Despite the million to one odds, he'd hit the genetic lottery. Spontaneous Anthropomorphizing Morphogenic Syndrome. It had always been a novelty to him and his friends. Nobody knew anyone who'd had it, it was that rare. They'd laugh when some foreign politician got it, try and watch as new victims tried to make careers as influencers, their attempts usually crashing and burning in hilarious fashion. It was something that always happened to someone else. Not him.
"Are you..." Kaden sounded closer now, but Jason outright refused to come out from beneath the sheets. Yet every moment bundled up in his little shelter kept feeling more and more wrong. With no other outlet his mind had begun to wander, exploring all the new sensations he was trying to block out. The way his fur felt against the sheets, an entire new limb now tucked between his legs, pulled so high against his chest the tip of its fur began tickling his new overly sensitive nose. Oh lord his nose. The scents he could smell now... he could smell the laundry all the way across the room, the sweat mixed with the springtime pollen clinging to his shirts, his own scent worked into every fiber of his bed mingling with something new, something different, his... new scent. Unable to take these thoughts anymore he tore himself out of his blanket, only to see Kaden staring down at him with awe. There was no way to escape this...
"It's... it's okay, Jason. You're gonna be okay. Just... just different. Alright? Say it with me." Kaden's tone was calming, or at least some attempt at being so. Even with the adrenaline rushing through him Jason could sense Kaden's psych major coming to the fore.
"I'm... I'm going to be... okay." Jason forced himself to speak through too-quick breaths.
"You're still you. You're just different."
"I'm still me... I'm j-just... just..."
Kaden knelt by his bedside, cradling Jason's hand in his own... it looked so much bigger now.
"You're just different. And that's okay." The warmth of Kaden's hand was more calming than his words. Jason could feel a veritable rush of relief running through him. He wasn't alone. He didn't have to deal with this on his own.
"I'm just different... and that's okay." With the words finally out, tears began to form in Jason's eyes. There was a relative calm to be sure, but he was still very far from being alright. "Kaden..." A gentle squeeze from his roommate halted whatever words were going to come out. Jason was immediately grateful, somewhere deep down he knew they would have only made things worse. He takes a deep breath, letting it out, the air feeling odd as it rolls out of his muzzle. "I guess... I'm a fox now..." The words don't sound right; there was some part of him that was still in denial over all this.
He felt his tail against his chest... both it on his chest and his chest on his tail… it didn't seem real. His ears folded back, right ear crumpling as it tried to fold against the pillow. The sensation made him shiver from head to toe, drawing attention to nearly every follicle of fur as he shook...
"Let's think about how lucky you are." Kaden said with a smile. Jason felt a flick above his head, his new pointed ears showing his emotions was certainly something to get used to. As was the slight tilt his head made on its own as questions formed in his mind. "There's a lot of things you could have turned into. A lot of people can't... handle turning into something else if they aren't... um... shall we say, 'considered appealing by human standards'." Jason's curiosity deepened, his head tilting the other way. A bit of frustration bubbled up within him as he both saw, and heard, Kaden try to suppress a chuckle. Apparently what Jason was doing was either cute or amusing or both, and none of those options were very appealing at the moment. "But I'd have to say on the spectrum of things you could be, and how you could look, you pretty much won the jackpot."
That absolutely wasn't something Jason wanted to think about at the moment... but despite that it was helping. The idea that his best friend was not only not considering him a freak, but that he actually looked... good, sent a warm feeling into his chest. He took a moment to let the emotion wash over him, even feeling the beginnings of a smile beginning to form on his new face. It spread further, intensifying, making him feel tingly all over... his chest began to feel strange, warm, more alive than he’d ever felt it before. His tail relaxed, rolling along the bottom of the sheets and flopping against the mattress, the base began to twitch, sending his tail swishing back and forth, lightly batting at the insides of his legs.
"Oh... I guess I did something right?" Kaden was smiling over at him, which sent Jason curling into a ball once more.
"Y-you most certainly didn't!" Jason pouted, and this time Kaden couldn't suppress his laughter. A deft turn and a quick shove with his feet was all it took to send Kaden sprawling along the floor, still snickering away. The twisting of the sheets, however, revealed in both sight and touch what Jason had been repressing this whole time. Two perfectly formed breasts now shone taut against the thin sheet still concealing Jason's new body. He froze. The confirmation of not only his... her human identity being stripped away, but her sex as well... it was a burden atop a burden, and her mind simply ceased all thought rather than try and process.
Kaden was up in a flash, standing before Jason, trying not to look half as panicked as he felt. "SomeTHING- *ahem* Something I've learned about this. Is um. Okay it's this." He was gesticulating wildly, as though trying to wrangle in the lessons he'd learned by hand. "One thing at a time, is the thing. It's the key. And we can do it, yea?"
This version of Kaden was distinctly less helpful than the previous one, but with no other options available, Jason's head tilts again as if to ask, ‘What do you mean?’
"Okay so..." Kaden sits down next to Jason, the pair now sitting along the side of the bed. "We take one change at a time. You feel it, know it, understand it. It's a trick psychologists use to help SAMS victims get through things." He was focusing on his knees rather than looking at Jason, which suited her just fine. "Rather than taking in the transformation as a whole, which can be overwhelming, you explore each part bit by bit. Your ears, your feet, hands, etcetera. It's supposed to help so... do you want to... try that?" He looked over at Jason, eyes filled with desperation to help his friend through this.
With no actual desire to go through this, Jason nodded robotically. She had begun to feel cold, empty. Her life as she knew it was gone twice over, how in the hell was this supposed to help in any way? Her fingers began to tremble from the emotional void opening inside her. She tucked them against her comparatively warm belly. "But... where to start? How do we... like... go through it?"
"I guess we can try and figure that out on our own. Just... feel it out?" Kaden started a shrug but abandoned the effort.
Jason felt her ears swivel about on her head, angling about as they felt out their new instincts to figure out the best way to hear her roommate. "Um... how about my ears? How do we... like what's the process?" She looks at Kaden, her eyes still shining with the tears she has yet to blink out. Kaden steels himself at the sight, the urge to make his roommate’s now excessively sweet face brighten strong enough to puff out his chest.
"Right! So. We um..." Kaden balls his hand into a fist, tapping it on his knees several times as he attempts to recall the week-long lesson, fear gripping his chest at the thought he might mess this up and make everything worse. "First, you feel them. Not with your hands, just... close your eyes and breathe. Feel them with your nerves. Move them. Try to understand them. They're yours. They're not here to hurt you."
Jason could feel Kaden bullshitting his way through this, but just the idea that he was trying to help was keeping a barely suppressed panic from bursting out of her chest. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath... swapping to mouth breathing the instant a thousand smells begin to rush into her, each one in a hurry to categorize itself in her mind. Focus turns to the triangles atop her head, as much as she can manage, pushing as many other senses out as she can. She felt them twitch with clarity unlike before, the sensation making her toes flex out in a quick pulse. Calm... this was supposed to be calm. Another deep breath. With little effort she could move them on her own. The small muscles pulling back, then forth. She made them go quicker, flicking them on purpose. Laying them back in particular felt... nice. It was calming in an odd sort of way. As she sat there, slowly breathing, she let Kaden's words wash over her. 'They're yours. They're not here to hurt you.' With each passing moment she realized how natural they felt. Different, yes. But not completely alien.
"They're mine..." She said out loud, causing them to pop up on their own to hear her own voice bouncing off the far wall. It brought her out of her calming stupor; her changed voice still causing her distress. Kaden is quick to cut off this negative pathway.
"Next, we can work on your voice. It's... it's very nice, if you don't mind my saying." The blush on his cheeks wasn't lost on Jason. Her tail flicked off to the side, sending a full body surge of 'That's not something you're supposed to feel' through her. Her ears weren’t supposed to burn at a guy telling her she sounds nice. It wasn’t supposed to send a gentle swoop beneath her navel. She swallows down the feeling, blinking back more tears as she grips the hem of her boxers.
"So just... talking. Just hearing my own voice." She forces herself to speak, the unfamiliar pitch still not finding a place in her heart as 'normal'.
"Yes. It's your voice now. And as far as voices go, it's a very good one." Kaden fumbles his hands together, looking up at the ceiling rather than at Jason. "It's... it's cute."
"You-!" Jason nearly winds up another kick, but the strange bolts of excitement running through her send her feet skittering on the floor instead. Such a thing coming from her roommate should -not- be making her feel this way. Especially not twice in under a minute. This was her body and it would listen to what she wanted. She could feel her tail winding up for another wagging session. She squelched that plan immediately by grabbing its base. All this did however was trade one odd sensation for another, feeling both the tail at her hand and on the appendage itself. She yelped at her own endeavor, blushing furiously beneath her fur. "You-shut up!" Kaden tried not to laugh again, biting his cheek so firmly she could see him sucking it into his mouth.
"You're supposed to be talking! Get used to your voice!" He said through half-gritted teeth.
"I'll have a hard time getting used to anything if you keep laughing like that!" She was on her feet now... until she wasn't. It took her collapsing sideways onto her bed to realize the new anatomy of her legs. Trying to stand the way she had nearly her entire life was a mistake. What had once been the balls of her feet were now her paws, adding an entirely new crook to her limbs. Kaden was on point, keeping her from sliding off the bed and stripping her of what little coverage the sheet had for her chest. This, however, came at the cost of Kaden's arm resting alongside the bottom of her bosom. The two awkwardly shuffle back onto the bed, avoiding each other's gaze as Jason burned with so many mixed emotions she could hardly move once more.
"And... and that's why we work on one thing at a time." Kaden said flatly, trying overly hard to keep any sort of emotion out of his voice.
"Yea. I get it now." She had found her voice, and somehow after that spectacular failure, it sounded even worse. The emptiness inside her was rapidly being filled by white hot fury. How could this happen to her? What the fuck had she done to deserve this?? "So... If I just keep talking, we can move onto the next thing as soon as I'm... as soon as I feel used to it? That seems simple enough. I can just keep saying words like what the FUCK and HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO ME?! Pondering things like CROSS SEX CHANGES ARE LIKE ONE IN ONE HUNDRED MILLION. And WHAT IS MY FAMILY GOING TO THINK?!" She couldn't stop. Every nerve burned with anger, disappointment, despair. How could she move on from this? People just like him were going to mock her, treat her just like she’d treated others in her situation. And she deserved it. For everything she’d said, even if it wasn’t to their face. She felt Kaden leaning over, his hand gliding across her back in an attempt at an embrace. She pushed him aside, or tried to at least, there wasn't a lot of effort going into the rejection.
As he held her, his warmth seeping through her fur, she felt the tears spill from her eyes. Girlish crying filled the room, and for once Kaden didn't have an answer for it. They held each other for who knows how long as a thousand different emotions spiraled through Jason’s mind, each one feeling new, different, frightening. An emotional complexity he’d never experienced before that would now be his norm. She wept, she shook, her only anchor against the raging tide of hopelessness being the man who held her tight. Neither recalled when they had laid down, but Kaden never let go, holding her as if she’d be swept away if he let up for even a moment. Eventually, after what had to be at least an hour, her wailing began to slow, then ceased. As her tears dried on her fur, silence taking place of Jason's sobbing, Kaden found his voice again.
"I'm sorry..." His voice was as weak as Jason expected hers to be. She looked up at him, with great effort, not knowing quite how to handle the length of her new muzzle and ending up bumping him on the chest and jaw with it. "I... I was trying to help but, I just ended up forcing you through some textbook psychology nonsense rather than letting you feel your actual emotions. I kept cutting you off when I should have let you yelled, let you cried. I just... I wanted to help... and..."
Jason felt her tongue glide along Kaden's lips, her entire body electrifying. "Shut up." Kaden's eyes widened. Jason wasn’t sure why she did that herself, some kind of new instinct she’d have to contend with from now on. But… it didn’t feel wrong. Seeing Kaden so broken up over her was stirring something inside her. She began to feel warm again, wanted to keep feeling this way.
"You're an idiot, and you've always been an idiot. You always want to save the world. You spend more time organizing volunteering ventures than doing your actual coursework. I've kind of... admired that about you.” Less than ten hours ago Jason would have never admitted this to him. It was embarrassing between two guys… but as the words came out of her mouth, it was as though she were being slowly filled with a warm fog. The memory of confessing to his middle school crush floated to the fore… it had nothing on this moment.
“And... yes maybe this could have gone different but, you were trying to help. And you absolutely did. If you hadn't come in and... hadn't walked me through the first steps. I might've... no, well, I don't know what would have happened. But I'm sure it wouldn't have been as good as this." She licked him again, this time of her own will. Her nerves lit up, fur bristled, her breath quickened. She could smell him with a clarity she never thought possible. Each inhale ingrained his scent further into her mind, hundreds of details she couldn't even parse making their way into a new area of her mind. She knew what each one was, what each one meant, purely on instinct. There was another scent... it was small, but growing... and she wanted more of it.
There was the smallest moment of hesitation as her tongue pulled back into her mouth, the tiniest thought of where this might be going being yelled at her from a great distance by the man she still wanted to be.
Another lick on his lips, and another. The scent blossomed. It was making her feel light, and warm. There was a certain feeling between her legs making itself known. It felt... good... to lean into it. Fighting all these feelings, all these instincts was the cause of all her distress. If they could make her feel -this- good...
Kaden had begun to push her away right as her tongue snuck between his lips, pulling his upper lip out as she was pushed back. "Wah... we-uh... maybe... maybe we should... think maybe you should get..." Jason couldn't help but grin like the fox that had caught the mouse. The way his addled words hit her ears felt so good. She had done that to him. There was pride welling up inside, an excitement she knew only a woman could feel. She didn't have to look down to know she'd gotten to him. She couldn't remember a time she'd had this much fun... Screw whatever hangups she had about all this, if she could be filled with this much glee as a vixen, this whole thing was worth it.
"Maybe we should focus on the next thing then~?" She could feel her tail swishing behind her like something you'd see in a cartoon 'made for children' that was clearly drawn by someone who was into it. "How about my nose? It's a very important part of my new anatomy." Kaden couldn't help but nod. Her hooks were in him, all he needed was a little bit of tugging.
She craned her neck towards him, sniffing deliberately now, pressing her cold nose against the smooth skin of his cheek. Smelling on purpose was a whole different beast, like changing from first to fourth gear in a matter of seconds. There was a thrill she never knew letting his scent ingrain itself into her. She trailed downwards, into the crook of his neck, down his shirt, pulling back and shaking her head in as cute a manner as she could manage when the fabric pulled into her nostrils. "Oops! You think maybe you could pull that thing off? Just so I can smell better, you know?" He nodded again, all higher thought having left him the instant her nose met his skin.
As his face disappeared behind the blue fabric, she let the sheet fall down. There's only a moment to look down and appreciate just how perfect her breasts are. Not quite C cups, but immaculately formed. There are porn artists who couldn't draw them as good as they looked. Kaden's face came back into view alongside a sharp inhale of surprise. Jason pretended not to realize her effect on him as she cupped the underside of her bosom, lifting them gently and running her hands along the outsides.
"Gosh these really do feel so strange. They're so soft... both the fur and the squish beneath. I don't know how girls can stand having these and not be doing this all the time. Do you?" She looks up at him, delighting as he can't even find the words to properly respond. Yet, it took a herculean effort to keep from crying out her own noises. It was suddenly all too clear why some girls couldn’t keep from moaning; these were heavenly, their slight heft, the way they sent a blissful stream of buzzing straight between her legs… "Oh, but we're supposed to be working on my nose. Let's see what else I can smell with this thing~." Another sniff and her entire body was on fire near immediately. Kaden's musk slammed into her skull like a sledgehammer, almost pulling her head backwards. For a moment she felt more like the puppet on strings than she imagined she was making Kaden, her body moving almost on its own down him, pressing her muzzle to his groin and breathing in straight from the source... almost. There was still a pair of striped pajama pants in the way.
"Hhh... Kaden do you... do you think you could... um... mo... move these um... there's a scent in here I... I really want to... remember..." Words were so hard to think of in the face of this overwhelming barrage of sensory input. She was keenly aware of a heat burning beneath her tail, which itself had ceased its sway, instead settling on pulling up and off to the side. The heat was only made worse by a feeling wholly unfamiliar to her: A sort of... 'itch' wasn't the proper word. She needed to be touched... down there... inside. Anything would do, but she knew what would do the best job, and in the next moment it was revealed to her.
The understanding of girls who could be more than a bit cock hungry rattled Jason's mind. It was perfection. Those smooth chocolaty orbs framing a seven inch rod sent her panting immediately. Her nose met his groin. Just that fraction of an inch of material made such a difference in the scent... it was so much stronger now. Jason had next to no control of her own movements at this point. Her tongue buzzed as it lolled out, caressing near the entirety of Kaden's sac all at once. She uttered a silent prayer of thanks for her widened appendage as it laps over and over, feeling them tighten against him. She imagined hearing him producing his seed, reveling in feeling them move ever so slightly on their own beneath her tongue's onslaught. Before long she pulled herself back, not without colossal effort, if only to just look up at Kaden's awed and lust blown expression. She huffed out a little giggle, feeling at last that the noises coming from her are familiar... they're hers. And she loves it.
"And now... we can get familiar with my muzzle. I'll be using it a lot... but..." She forced herself to sit back on her haunches, stifling a gasp at just how good it felt to feel the slight spread of her muff beneath her. "Maybe you could help a bit with this one... you're the psychologist in training so... some practical experience might help?" She tilted her head, arms coming together in such a way that lifted her chest ever so slightly. The heavy twitch in Kaden's cock makes Jason's fingers tremble.
"S-sure... so... Jason um..."
"Wait..." Jason held up a finger, then pressed it to her lips. This time, it was her name itself that felt wrong. That wasn't a name for someone who was doing... all of this. "Just... Jay for now. I think it hits the ear a lot better, hm~?" She bent her left ear back for emphasis, Kaden nodding in agreement. Her tail broke its flagging to wag furiously at the sentiment, sending her vinyl rack tumbling to the floor. There was no time to care, there was a cock to suck.
"So... Jay..." She could hear Kaden's heart thump as he said the name. "A muzzle is... it's just a mouth. It's longer and... can fit more... into it." Jay scooted forward, trying not to giggle at how Kaden was falling apart in front of her. "You can test that out with... me. Just um... see how much of me you can fit in... a-appreciate the feeling..."
Jay cut him off as her lips passed past his tip. He gasped as she slid down his length, easing in... halfway... past halfway... She nearly made it to the hilt before her throat began to rebel. Unacceptable, this was her body and it was going to listen to her. Pulling back, then sliding forward, she quickly got into a rhythm. Tongue lolling lazily along his shaft, treating him to her rough top and slick underside in equal measure. His uncontrolled moaning and groaning above made her ears twitch with absolute delight. It was so good to hear her lesson was being met with such positive feedback.
Each time she felt her throat tighten as his tip approached, she tried her best to relax. It took more than a few tries, but, slowly but surely, she was able to get him further and further into her. The thrill of it was starting to make her shake, breathe even harder, instincts trying to get her to pant against him. She gripped his hips with one final pull backwards, then meeting his groin with her nose and lips. She swallowed, looking up at him and his full body twitch...
Something odd began to happen to her. She had to pull back so she could breathe properly. Her entire body was vibrating, not just physically, but deeper. It felt like an orgasm was approaching, but she hadn't even touched herself, hadn't even searched beneath her boxers. Moaning now, she couldn't stifle the buildup even if she wanted to. This was amazing, nothing like this had ever happened to him as a man. Nothing even close. It was getting more intense by the half second. How in the world could she feel this good? She felt herself clench down below, a swoop from base to just beneath her navel. Her eyes crossed as she lost control, falling against Kaden's thigh as she cried out, climax shooting straight through of her boxers and onto the floor.
The room filled with the sounds and smells of her orgasm, Kaden holding her steady by the shoulders as she rocked in place, lost in her own world of pure and utter bliss. After nearly a full minute of orgasm, fueled by itself into further climax, she let herself go limp against him, beaming in a lust drunk state. She hardly even knew her own name at this point... all she could do was look up at the hunky man in front of her, and marvel at his absolutely perfect cock. With what little control she had, she gave it a kiss, her tail thumping the floor as it gave her a little twitch in response.
As Jay grew more steady against Kaden's leg and the mattress, Kaden moved his hand to rub gently around her ear. Her soft moan was pleasing even for herself to hear. Lord that felt good... the way his fingertips worked the groove right behind... her eyes slowly crossed as her mouth hung open in a small o. Kaden softly pulled his hand away, earning him a gentle whine from the vixen. She looked up at him, a dreamy smile upon her face.
"Why'd you stop~?" She cooed, her muzzle sliding along his length, resting upon his sac.
"We still need to keep on our lesson, don't we?" His voice had changed. Something about seeing Jay beneath him, cumming away whatever was left of his grasp on masculinity, lit a fire in his chest. "You just had your first female orgasm. Seems like we're past due to look at your new sex, isn't it?"
Jay shuddered so hard her hand reached out to the bed frame to keep from slipping. Oh he was good at this when he tried. Jay settled herself, getting her paws beneath her and pushing up using Kaden's legs as support. He reached his hands out to grab hers, and at last she stood, far more steady on her paws than she was expecting. She rolled her wrists, Kaden caught the hint and let go. She stood without any trouble, pride welling up in her chest, making her feel even warmer. "You think we should celebrate my accomplishment?" Jay had to fight hard to keep her tail swaying back and forth instead of thrashing.
Kaden's hands met her waistline and took a hold of the already nearly-falling-off boxers. "I can think of a few ways we could do that." With nearly no effort, the boxers slid down to the floor. Kaden locked his eyes on Jay’s new pussy, entirely unable to look at anything else. For that matter, neither could Jay. From what she could see it was just fur all the way down. No spot for a cock; like it was never there in the first place. The thought made Jay shiver, another swoop as his pussy clamped down. Kaden's hand reached between her legs, she nearly cried out as his fingers came within less of an inch of her folds. As he pulled his hand back, the two of them stared at a perfectly clear gossamer strand of Jay's femcum, hung from the tip of Kaden's finger, still dripping from Jay's pussy.
Jay gasped so hard she got a bit of a head rush as Kaden's hand reached between her legs once more, this time cupping her all the way to her tail. He pulled her with him as he laid back in the bed, Jay frantically scrambling to get onto the mattress. By the time Kaden stopped pulling, Jay was on all fours, her cooch just inches away from Kaden's face.
"Well, it looks like a healthy pussy to me. Nice full lips. Your ability to lubricate is unquestionable." Jay's heart was hammering faster and faster. Her face burned. Why was this so hot?? "But that's just the outside... let's examine the inside, shall we?" Kaden's hands brushed up Jay's thighs, thumbs meeting her labia, and sliding gently outwards. Jay couldn't help but yipe, the uncontrolled feral noise brought about as she experienced a second orgasm in mere minutes. The sheer thought of Kaden looking -inside- her would have been enough to make her cum, but him actually doing it, feeling his breath against her mons, his hands against her sex, sent her spiraling into a realm of pleasure even further beyond what she had just experienced moments ago. She clenched over and over and over, each swoop sending a blissful haze up to her head, making the orgasm carry onward, at least twice as long as a normal human girl.
By the time it was all over, Jay had begun to droop, so overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax she nearly fell back onto Kaden. He, on the other hand, was soaked from head to chest. SAMS patients tended to have very... copious orgasms. Kaden used a corner of the blanket to wipe his face before turning his gaze back to his new favorite pair of lips.
"A very good reaction. At least we know you won't have to worry about sexual stimulation." Kaden stated matter-of-factually. Jay couldn't help but loose a tired giggle. "But... I don't think we're done here. I'm going to need to examine deeper inside. Much deeper..."
Jay felt Kaden's hands on her hips. They hugged her curve, gently pulling her downwards. "Hrrh?!" The vulpine noise rumbled her muzzle. He still wanted to go?! She was about to tell him she was getting tired when his lips met hers and all foolish ideas of stopping halted. As his tongue graced her entrance, sliding all the way to her clit in one glorious unbroken sweep, she cursed ever having been born a man if that's the kind of feeling women got to experience. She allowed herself to moan freely as Kaden continued his slow assault on her nethers. She nearly collapsed into the bed as Kaden began to push his tongue inside. How was it possible that every single thing felt better than the last? Was there no limit to the pleasure she could feel now? She came a third time, feeling his tongue inside as she spasmed around it. This time she really did fall over, barely enough self control to keep from falling onto Kaden's head.
The world around her was tilted, snapping back to normal, then slowly tilting again. Over and over. It was better than the best high he'd ever had. She let her mind drift even as she felt Kaden moving her around on the bed. She was vaguely aware of her paws touching the floor, her tail swishing down off the edge of the bed, and the rest of her laying atop the mattress. Movement above... Kaden was crawling over top of her... this was great... she loved Kaden. He was saying words... Maybe they were hot... she should probably listen.
"--ight? Jaaaay~ Are you alright~?" Kaden stared down at her, partly worried, somewhat amused, and overwhelmingly prideful. He watched as the focus came back to her eyes, her ears perked and she seems to actually see him for the first time in minutes. "You in there Jay?"
"N-ha-aahh... I’m... I mean, yes. Hi." She was somewhat embarrassed, having Kaden see her so out of it. Mostly what was there though was an overbearing feeling of want towards Kaden. He'd always been such a good friend... and now that they were... clearly compatible... Jay's smile grew, both for her realization, and for how silly she felt for how she had reacted to this not even fifteen minutes ago.
"I was saying, it's probably time for the final test. I have just one more way to test out your new--"
Jay grabbed Kaden behind jaw with both hands, pulling him down to her lips. "Shut up and fuck me." She couldn't even wait to finish her sentence before she crushes their lips together. Her tongue darts immediately into Kaden's mouth, his tongue twitching in surprise before pressing back into hers. Their moans make the sweetest symphony as they rumble in each other's mouths. His hand reaches down to caress her breast. Her noises grow higher, hips rolling on the bed, eagerly searching for his cock.
She could feel it against her inner thigh. Controlling herself was more difficult than she had imagined, but through sheer force of will she managed to bow her back, angling herself for her lover. Kaden steadies himself, easing himself forward, and sliding inside in one. Jay's moans turned to screams of pleasure, so loud Kaden had to pull back off of her as her maw opened so wide he couldn't maintain the kiss. Instead he bent down further, kissing at her neck and tugging at her fur with her lips. Jay came again. And again. Hitting new peaks with each inch that Kaden slid inside. His hips meet hers, her mind is lost to the cosmos. She no longer has any idea of where she is, what she is, or how she got there. All she knew that she'd reached the purest state of nirvana.
Kaden had no illusions that they were done yet, even though Jay seemed to have stopped functioning. As he pulled back, she sprung back to life, her arms wrapping around Kaden's shoulders, her thighs hugging his hips. "Oh god Kaden I love you please don't stop oh my god please please please..."
Kaden lifted his head back up, pressing his lips into hers once more and slamming his hips home. She cried out, letting Kade invade her mouth this time. She nearly melted, hardly able to even hang onto Kaden any more as he picked up into a rhythm.
To Jay, sex as a girl was so far and beyond what it was as a boy he wondered how it was possible. Every thrust continued this euphoria that pervaded every fiber of her being. So great was the pleasure she could hardly tell where her body ended. She existed in a realm of pure bliss, nothing but hot buzzing and a gentle rocking back and forth.
With all the prep Jay had given him, Kaden wasn't going to last long. He began to pull back when he felt a push against his rear. Jay's legs were keeping him trapped. He wanted to say something, wondering if Jay was aware of what she was doing, of what it could potentially mean should he... But that thought didn't even have time to fully form before Kaden slammed home, his cock bursting into Jay's new depths.
The sensation of Kaden cumming inside, his cock twitching in that firm pulsing rhythm, caused a switch to click firmly in Jay's mind. There was absolutely no doubt anymore. Not only was Jay a female, but he retroactively wished he had been one all along. How dare the higher powers that be rob him of feeling like this?
Kaden pressed himself gently to her, taking just a moment to feel her contours before wrapping his arms around her. She was surprisingly light in his arms as he lifted her gently, rolling them up and to the side to lay securely on the bed. It took some effort, but finally Jay lay half atop Kaden's chest, their legs entwined.
Jay thought briefly about staying awake, to talk to Kaden, tell him how much he appreciated him, how grateful he was for his presence, his kindness. That thought was swept gently away as Jay's mind faded, too overwhelmed by bliss and exhaustion. All she could manage was a whispered, "Thank you..." before her eyes shut.
Kaden looked down at his roommate... girlfriend? He hoped girlfriend. He marveled at the curve life had taken for the two of them. Just last night the two of them were lamenting about being single, talking about the wingmanning they'd never be brave enough to do. And now this. Maybe this was the universe throwing the two of them a bone. His chest rose as he stifled one last chuckle at the poor choice of words. Did foxes even like bones, though? Kaden decided he didn't particularly care as he lay back, letting his eyes drift shut just like Jay's. They could miss a day of classes.