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Chapter 1

Natasha walked across the Edward University quad. A light snow had fallen overnight, but the groundskeepers, well used to Canadian winters, had little trouble plowing the walkways in time for morning classes. Natasha enjoyed winter more now that she was insulated from the cold by her fur. She could even handle the more reasonable winter days with just her fur and enough clothing to maintain her modesty in public. With the high winds blowing and the possibility of more snow that evening, Natasha had opted for a long trench coat. Even with the coat hiding most of her body, she still got more than a few stares as she made her way to the humanities building.

Over that past year or so of her life Natasha had gotten used to the stares. Being a white tiger anthro got people's attention these days. Anthros were something out of history books these days for most people. Somehow that was fitting for a professor of archaeology. Natasha hadn't planned on becoming an avatar by a Chinese fertility goddess Li Shou, but so far she had no regrets about it.

Being the avatar of a fertility goddess goes hand in hand with sex. She was no virgin before her transformation and had, in her opinion, a healthy sex life. But ever since the start of the semester Natasha had been feeling certain urges. She had woken up that morning quite hot and bothered. Being all by herself in the apartment hadn't helped things any. But Natasha had a job to do and she pushed through it. She could worry about finding a partner after her last class of the day.

She made her way up the concrete steps and pushed open the heavy door of the humanities building. Natasha did her best to wipe her feet, being mindful to not tear into the heavy rug with her claws. She glanced at the watch on her wrist and sighed softly. There wasn't enough time to stop in her office and get a mug of hot tea before her first class. With the semester just starting Natasha decided against being late and made her way towards the lecture hall.

Natasha entered through the backdoor of the hall into a small greenroom. She put down her bag and hung up her coat. Her fur was left a little mussed and ruffled from the trench coat, but it was nothing a quick brush wouldn't fix. As she made herself presentable Natasha could hear her class entering and chatting softly. Satisfied with her look, she pulled a slim laptop out of her bag and opened the door to the lecture hall. After having lectures with this group of students they had gotten at least a little used to their professor being a white anthro tiger. Natasha walked up to the podium and plugged her laptop into the docking station.

“We'll get started in a minute or two, I know the weather can hold some folks up." She said as she opened up the slideshow she had prepared for this lecture.

There was a slight murmur of acknowledgement from her students. Natasha was still getting used to being a professor. Getting her doctorate was one thing, as was her field research. But being on this side of the podium was something she had not fully adjusted to just yet. Between becoming an avatar and a professor, the latter was harder at times to accept for the young female. After a few more stragglers slipped in with slightly embarrassed faces, Natasha decided it was time to start her lecture.

“Before I go into the new material, are there any questions from last week's lecture?"

A young man sitting towards the front raised his hand. As he asked for clarification on an obscure point, Natasha noticed his teeth, particularly his canines looked longer and more pointed. She ran her tongue over her own fangs as she realized it. She quickly went on to answer his question, but as she did she took a closer look at her students. A tapered ear there, bright golden eyes there, was that a patchy beard or fur starting to grow in?

She did her best to try and focus on her review, but thoughts were spinning inside her head.

It can't be contagious, can it? I was thoroughly poked and prodded when I came back home. None of the doctors grew ears and tails…Am I just seeing things? Is this some kind of prank?

Natasha took a deep breath to steady her nerves before turning on the projector. She pushed a lock on her long white hair back behind her ear and went forward with her lecture. As she spoke about the changing aesthetics between dynasties, Natasha started to feel warm. At first she thought it was the large bright lights illuminating her at the podium, but quickly discounted it. She soon realized it was her own body, and it wasn't just a matter of feeling warm. She could smell her own arousal coming up from her shorts. She desperately hoped that none of her students had developed more sensitive noses over the past few classes. She paused her lecture long enough to glance at the clock and realized she was barely fifteen minutes into her hour long lecture.

Of all the times to need a lay, it has to be now? She thought as she advanced the presentation to the next slide. And I didn't even get my cup of tea yet!

It took all of Natasha's willpower to not grab the closest student and jump them through the remainder of the lecture. She wasn't sure if it had subsided slightly, or she was just going numb to it as she answered a few questions before ending the lecture. She quickly shut down the projector and retrieved her laptop before returning to the lecture hall's greenroom. After some time locked in the small attached restroom Natasha was ready to head to her office and finally get that hot cup of tea.

The tiger anthro gathered up her things and made her way to the faculty offices on the fifth floor. As a new professor Natasha had to share an office. This was of little surprise to her, but having a tiger as an office-mate was quite a surprise to Doctor Gérard Balzac, a history teacher specializing in Medieval Europe.

“Bonjour, Somnem." he looked up from a pile of papers he was reading through.

The old professor addressed pretty much everyone from freshman students to the dean of the Humanities department simply by their surnames. This ruffled the feathers of many of the Ph.D.s, But he was too old and tenured to care.

“Good morning, Balzac." Natasha responded in kind as she hung her coat up on a hook. “I'm about to brew a cup of tea, would you like some?"

“Non, but thank you." he responded as he wrote the grade on the paper he was reading with a red marker.

Natasha looked at the low grade circled on the top of the page. “I hope they aren't all that bad."

“Thankfully non. I realize this is just a history credit for most of them, but you can at least try and write a decent paper."

“Or find a paper online and claim it as your own." She smirked as she filled the infuser with loose green tea.

“Hah, that would constitute trying for that boy. This wasn't even a midterm, I asked for two pages, deux!" Dr. Balzac held up two fingers. “I've written bibliographies longer than that…" he grumbled before picking up the next paper from the pile.

“Haven't we all?" she chuckled as she waited on the water to warm up in the small electric kettle.

The small office grew quiet as the kettle heated up and Dr. Balzac continued to grade papers at his desk. After the initial shock had worn off, Natasha had grown to like her office-mate. She did wish he would stop smoking cigars, both for his health and her sensitive nose that could smell the stale smoke clinging to his sports coat, but she'd had worse smelling roommates in her academic career, and most of that was with a human nose.

The kettle beeped and she quickly poured the steaming water over the infuser in her mug. Steeping tea in hand, Natasha walked the three steps back to her desk. The shelves behind her were full of lush green plants. Most of them had been 'rescued' from the less attentive professors in the department. Just being close to her stimulated the plants to grow and flourish. Natasha didn't have much of a green thumb before becoming an avatar of Li Shou, and she was looking forward to setting up some window boxes at her apartment this coming spring.

With a soft sigh she settled into her chair and pulled her laptop out of her bag. The scent of the hot tea wafted up to her nose as she logged into the university portal to access her email. After purging the obvious spam, Natasha reached for her large mug and gently sipped the hot green tea. She let out a long contented sigh and leaned back in her chair. The hot tea helped her relax, but it didn't completely mitigate her worries from earlier. As she read through her emails Natasha's mind kept wondering about what exactly was happening to her. She glanced over to Dr. Balzac, who was just putting the cap back on his red marker.

Why isn't Balzac growing any fangs? I'm around him as much as any of my students, and a hell of a lot closer to boot. Is it his age? Hell, it could be the cognac and cigars for all I know. Natasha glanced at the clock in the corner of her screen. My next class is in thirty minutes. After that is the Friday departmental meeting, then I have to meet with the graduate student I'll be advising. After that my schedule is pretty clear. Maybe I should knock off early and find someone to help scratch this itch and be done with it.

***

The day dragged on, more than any Friday had a right to. Her second class of the day was much like the first. The meeting was long, dull, and mostly pointless, but at least she was the only one with ears and a tail at the end of it. And although her new grad student entered her office looking like any other twenty-three year old archaeology major, he left with much sharper nails and a faint shift in the color of his eyes. It didn't help much that the man was quite attractive either but thankfully the thought of the ethics board kept Natasha from jumping him for their initial meeting.

The early evening was cold, but the sky had cleared and the wind had died down with no more snow predicted till after the weekend. Natasha walked with her trench coat open, welcoming the cold to help cool her desires. She had decided to walk, hoping the exercise would help as well. It did feel good after spending so much of the day sedentary. Natasha had grown more than just fur and a tail. Her once small thin frame had bulked up to an almost amazonian proportions, and her fur did little to hide that fact.

She hadn't been one to work out before, but now it felt like a waste not to. She had contemplated joining a gym, but given the stares she got at the university, Natasha had opted to turn the second bedroom of her apartment into a home gym. Normally she would work out after returning home from work, but tonight she had other parts of her body that were in need of attention.

The streets had gotten crowded, the cold not deterring people out for a good time. Natasha looked around and figured she was far enough away from campus to limit how many students she would run into. She picked the Lotus Lounge to enter, based solely on the purple awning announcing its name. She pushed a lock of white hair behind her ear and entered.

There was a live band playing, and although it wasn't exactly her style, it was a nice surprise. The Lotus Lounge wasn't packed to capacity, but there were plenty of people there celebrating the end of the week. She made her way to the bar and ordered a drink, some kind of sake martini that was on the special's board. The bartender did a good job of trying not to stare at Natasha as he made her drink. She didn't care too much, she wanted people to pay attention to her tonight.

Natasha turned around and looked out across the lounge. She slowly sipped her martini, which she realized was quite good. Most of the eyes she met instantly turned away when they were caught staring. Natasha sighed softly, her ears folding back slightly as she turned back towards the bar. She brushed her elbow and shoulder against a fellow patron at the bar.

“Oh, excuse me!" She said just loud enough to be heard over the band.

“No worries, I…whoa!" the woman's eyes went wide and noticed just who she was standing next to at the bar.

A tall black man next to her laughed. “I was wondering when you would notice."

The woman playfully elbowed the man. “Shut it! Ah, sorry for jumping like that."

Natasha couldn't help giggling at the situation. “It's fine, I've gotten used to that kind of reception over the past year. I'm Natasha Somnem, by the way." She switched the hand her glass was in and offered it to the young woman.

She gently shook it. “Nice to meet you, I'm Shelly Mauroy."

“I'm guessing from your accent you're not from around here, Shelly."

“No, I picked her up from the duty-free on my way out of Sydney back in July." Her tall friend smirked.

The Australian native woman rolled her eyes. “It wasn't that funny the first time you told that joke, Kit, and it hasn't gotten any funnier. Besides, we met at the food court before our flight."

“I know we did, but the joke works better that way." He offered his hand to Natasha, “Christian James, but everybody calls me Kit. It's nice to finally meet you."

“Oh? You've been looking for me?"

“Well, sort of- damn that's a grip you got there!" he looked down at their clasped hands with a bit of surprise.

Natasha smiled and flexed her arm. “I have a bit of muscle under the fluff."

“Kit is a programming student at the other university here in town, but he's a fan." Shelly smirked

“I wouldn't say fan," he suddenly had a sheepish look on his face, “I've just always been interested in anthros ever since I was a kid in second year history."

“We have that in common then." Natasha tipped her glass towards him before taking a sip. “I just never expected to have a first hand experience, as it were."

The bartender dropped off the drinks the couple had ordered and they thanked the man.

“Oi! A table just opened up over there!" Shelly said, pointing at a table with her cocktail.

“I see it, babe." Kit turned back to Natasha, “You're welcome to join us if you'd like."

“I would, thank you." She followed the couple to a small table and started to slip off her trench coat. “It was starting to get too warm in here for my coat anyway." She draped it over the back of the chair and sat at the high table.

“I'll be keeping my coat on as it is still too bloody cold." Shelly said as she sat opposite the tiger.

“As a man born and raised in Canada, I envy our new friend's fur coat for winter." Kit smiled as he sat between the two females.

“It has its advantages." Natasha said as she brushed the fur on her arms into place. “So, How exactly did you two meet then?"

“I finished up my summer break with a little trip to Australia last summer. I was literally in the airport when I first met Shelly."

“Yes, we were sitting next to each other eating some overpriced noodles in the food court. See, I was flying out to Canada for Uni, imagine my surprise when the big bloke next to me was on the same flight."

“You were more surprised I was at the same school."

“Yes, we were waiting by the gate when we finally found that out."

“We ended up switching our seats with some other passengers so we would have company for the long flight back home."

“After all that time on a plane we would either be a loving couple or the worst of enemies. I'll let you decide which we are."

“I'd say a very cute couple." Natasha smiled before finishing her drink.

She could feel a warmth rising inside her and she was certain it wasn't from the booze. She smiled over at the couple she had met. They were more than just cute, they were both sexy as hell. She already had some idle thoughts running through her mind of what she would do to either of them in bed, or both if she got the chance.

“Thanks love" she smiled before draining about half her cocktail in one go. “Ahh, now that's how to start the weekend."

“Did you even taste that?" Kit grinned before sipping his beer.

“Yes, it was delicious." She smiled at him with a big grin before knocking back the rest of the drink. “And I'll have another one, please."

“Here, let me get this round." Natasha said getting up, “I need another drink too."

Shelly shook her head. “I don't want to impose…"

“You shared a table and a good story with me, it's the least I can do."

“Thank you, but we'll get the round after this!" she called after Natasha. As the tiger waded through the crowd to the bar Shelly turned to her boyfriend and spoke softly. “You know how we joked around about our free-pass the other night?"

“Yeah, I remember you laughing your butt off at my responses." Kit smirked, “Now here we are."

“Yeah, well, we're just sharing some drinks at a bar. But if things do go further, you take me in with you, alright?" She raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Heh, you bet I will." Kit gave her leg a little squeeze under the table.

***

Several rounds later the three of them were sitting much closer together. Whatever was going on with Natasha, it was starting to rub off on her new friends. Shelly was leaning up against Natasha as she shared a few pictures on her phone. Kit's hand was gently stroking her thigh. As for Natasha, her hands were gently rubbing the backs of both her new friends.

It was more than just an emotional change, however. Shelly's ears had started to grow longer and fine hairs were starting to grow on the outside of them. Her nose had also started to change shape, becoming larger and slightly flatter. Kit's ears were also changing, but they were taking on a different shape. And when he smiled Natasha could see the points of feline teeth starting to show.

“Hey, 'Tasha, it's been a ton of fun and all, but I should probably stop." Shelly glanced over to Kit who nodded. “We don't need to stop the fun though, we were wondering if you wanted to catch a RunR back to our place and hang out some more?"

“I think I would like that, if you're ok with me spending the night." She smiled as she let the tip of her claws tease Shelly's back

Shelly shuddered but smiled broadly “I think we are more than alright with that, right babe?"

“I'd insist that you'd stay, let me get that ride started." Kit said as he pulled his phone out and launched the RunR app.

The tab was paid and soon the three of them were standing outside in the cold night leaning against each other, but none of them were feeling the cold at that point. Giddy on both the alcohol and her own building lust Natasha made the first move. She leaned down to the much shorter Shelly and pressed her muzzle up against the young woman's lips. It was almost electric as they both sighed deeply. Shelly giggled slightly as the tiger's whiskers tickled her face slightly. After they slowly parted, Kit pulled her towards him. Being much closer in height, Natasha didn't have to bend over to kiss the black man as he pulled her in close.

Any further actions were put on hold when their driver arrived to take them home. Natasha chose to sit in the middle between her new friends and there were no complaints on the short ride to Kit and Shelly's apartment. They were trying to not make the diver uncomfortable, but there were a lot of hands squeezing and stroking below his eye level. The driver for his part was too distracted by the anthro tiger smiling back at him every time he checked his rear view mirror to notice anyway.

After tipping the driver the trio headed up to the small apartment. It was just one bedroom, but the place was neat and clean. Natasha tossed her coat on the rack and immediately started to strip. The ride home had been enough foreplay for her and the scent of the couple's arousal was making her drunker than the martinis had.

Kit and Shelly were stunned for just a moment as they watched Natasha toss her t-shirt onto an old battered couch, but their expressions changed to wide smiles as Natasha beckoned them over with a gesture. Four pairs of hands started to stroke and pet her full chest and hard abs. She gasped slightly as Shelly's mouth closed over her nipple, but it quickly became a moan as Kit's mouth pressed against hers. As their tongues teased each other, Natasha could feel the texture of his changing, becoming more like hers.

Shelly struggled to push her jeans down over her hips. They hadn't been so tight when she put them on earlier that evening. Her thighs were now growing larger by the second, not with fat but strong coiled muscle. Natasha ripped open Kit's shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere. He didn't seem to mind as the shirt was growing tight and uncomfortable. Natasha pushed the shirt off his shoulders and ran her hands over his expanded physique. She could feel the new hairs pushing their way out of his skin as they kissed.

Shelly pulled down Natasha's shorts and panties at the same time, her own were torn to shreds as a large fat tail started to push its way out and finished off the already stretched fabric. The shifting woman pulled Natasha down to the floor, and the tiger brought her boyfriend along with her. Kit fumbled with his belt buckle, his hands starting to feel strange, but he managed to get things loose enough to push his pants down. He was feeling a deep primal need he had never felt before as his growing nose was flooded with the scent of two more than ready females.

Shelly buried her face in between Natasha's legs and the tiger let out a pleased growl as she felt her friend's tongue start to lick and tease. Natasha squeezed her head firmly between her thighs and stroked the patches of reddish-brown fur starting to cover her brown skin. Her ears continued to grow bigger, longer and more cone shaped. They flicked as they slowly migrated up towards the top of her head. Further down below a thick powerful tail continued to grow and below that her feet started to change, her toes merging into each other, leaving her with three toes on each foot.

Kit reached for her head and claimed her mouth. A low growl was emanating from his throat as they kissed. Natasha could feel his jaw shifting and changing, the front of his face growing into a short muzzle not unlike her own. Her eyes were closed, so she couldn't see the tawny fur starting to overtake his dark brown skin. Natasha slid her other hand down his body, letting her claws lightly tease him with playful scratches. He responded by growling more and intensifying his kiss. Her hand found his shaft and she wrapped her hands around it and slowly stroked the more than ready member.

Shelly was moaning loudly into Natasha's slit. She felt her own needy sex tingling and demanding attention. She popped her head up, looking down her now long thin muzzle at her much more feline boyfriend.

“Kit! I need you in me!" she begged as she lifted up her thick powerful tail.

Before Shelly could say anything else, Natasha pushed her head back. Kit slowly pulled away from the tiger but then quickly moved to get behind his girlfriend. He lifted her up onto her knees and plunged deeply into her. Natasha smiled and growled as she felt Shelly cry out into her sex. Kit wasted no time and began to thrust deeply into her.

Natasha opened her eyes and looked at the scene before her. Shelly was now completely covered in the reddish-brown fur. Her long thick tail was pressed up against Kit as he railed her from behind. Dark spots had started to form on his tawny fur coat, some even becoming rosettes. Small rounded ears topped his head. He had a short muzzle now with a pair of black tear-like facial streaks on either side. Natasha caught sight of a long and thin spotted tail behind the male feline.

Natasha's eyes closed and she laid back on the floor. Her back stared to arch as she felt her climax coming close. She squeezed Shelly tightly between her legs as she let out a roar of pleasure as the dam broke. It wasn't long before Kit joined her, but he was cut short when his girlfriend smacked him hard in the face with her tail as she was in the throes of her own climax.

Natasha, Shelly, and Kit slowly shifted positions, ending up in more or less a pile in the middle of the living room floor as they slowly caught their breath. Natasha watched as the pair slowly came to terms with their new forms. Shelly was a kangaroo anthro now, no doubt about that, and fitting given her heritage. Kit was a little harder to place. His head and tail looked like a cheetah, but his body more closely resembled that of a jaguar. Regardless, he was a handsome cat.

Natasha leaned over and kissed them both softly on the cheek. “How are you feeling?"

“I'm a roo, aren't I?" Shelly ran her hand down over her abdomen, “Yep, pouch and all." She slowly got up on her feet, taking a few shaky steps as she got used to her new feet. She inspected her body in a mirror hanging on the wall. “I'm more upset by all the stupid jokes I'll get now as an Aussie than how I look."

“Your butt looks amazing," Kit said as he slowly got to his feet. “better than ever."

Shelly rolled her eyes. “Tch, I see you're still a butt man, even as a cat."

Natasha giggled at the interaction.

“Not that I'm upset with the spotted look," Kit said as he inspected his own body in the mirror, “but what exactly happens next?"

“Well, the Canadian government was amazingly cool with me becoming an anthro. I can put you in contact with some people in the morning and they can, um, update your records. Unfortunately, Shelly, I have no idea how Australia will handle it, but I get the impression most people were excited to see more anthros in the modern world."

Kit wrapped his arms loosely around her waist. “Worse case, you can always just immigrate here."

“And deal with these winters for the rest of my life?" She smirked, obviously teasing her boyfriend before reaching up for a kiss.

***

The trio were snuggled in the bed together, with Shelly flanked by the two felines. After a few more rounds with her new anthro friends Natasha was finally feeling the burning heat inside her ebb away, at least for now. She looked out the window and sighed contentedly.

Is this what you had planned all along, Li Shou? And what's going to happen to my students, you old cat? Are they going to stop changing, or will I have a class full of fuzz-balls come Monday morning?

Natasha didn't get an answer from the goddess but she could feel a smile somewhere in her heart.

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