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ToTT: No Ordinary Costume Party

By: MisstressChange

Magic mushroom tea…

That's what Meredith told her friends they'd be drinking tonight, mixed with something that would hide the taste of what she'd actually made for them. Meredith grinned to herself as she poured her 'special' brew out of its crystal bottle into the big bowl of fruit punch.

They'd forgive her after it was all over. If they even remembered what happened.

It was Halloween, after all. What better night to test one of her potions out? And what fun it would be, seeing her friends change before her very eyes. That was if the potion worked as intended.

Meredith had waded into the world of witchcraft less than a year ago, introduced to her by her cousin. It was fun at first and gave her a sense of spirituality she lacked in her atheistic life, but after some time, it got boring. She wanted to cast real spells and perform authentic rituals. Things that yielded tangible results.

Fortunately, her solution arrived in the form of an old antiques shop that sprang up in her town seemingly overnight. It was dusty and crammed full of baubles and curios, bizarre objects of questionable origin. It even sold incense. But what drew Meredith's attention was the old tome she found amongst a stack of books. The sudden spark of curiosity and creativity she felt compelled her to pick it up.

True Witchcraft. Those were the words engraved on the leather-bound cover. One look inside at the recipes and diagrams contained in those time-worn pages immediately sealed the deal. The best part was Meredith didn't even have to pay for it. The owner just gave it away for free!

She spent months studying it in her free time, only mastering a few spells. With one ritual, she'd gotten a crush of a friend of hers to fall in love with said friend and cured another friend's depression, replacing his sorrow with confidence and optimism. She initially questioned the morality of casting otherworldly forces on unwitting individuals, especially her friends. However, when the results were positive, with no observable side effects, she put it out of her mind and delved deeper into the contents of her new hobby.

This potion, the one she watched trickle out of its bottle, was her first serious potion, with effects beyond the simple pain vanishers or libido enhancers. This one would cause significant, physically altering effects.

Meredith would grant her and her five friends bestial forms for the night, in whatever form best suited their appearance. At least that's what the tome said. She'd told her friends it was a 'costume party' and to come dressed explicitly as animals. It didn't matter how they dressed, so long as they wore some aspect of the chosen animals. At least, she hoped.

The last of the potion dripped from the bottle into the punch, and she set the bottle down on the counter. Her other hand gripped a ladle and stirred the bubbling substance into the fruity drink until the bubbling stopped. It was undetectable now, and the slightly bitter taste would be easily explained away as her friends downed their cups, all of them assuming they'd be in for a fun psychedelic trip.

Oh, they'd be in for a trip, alright…

Meredith left the ladle in the drink, hanging it on the bowl's edge. Then, she grabbed the stack of plastic cups next to the bowl. One by one, Meredith set them out on the counter to be chosen by the guests waiting in the living room. A cheeky grin split her face as she set everything up. With her friends already waiting in the living room, it was all coming together. The only person still missing was her bestie, Marci.

The doorbell chimed, and Meredith looked up from her concoction. Speak of the devil, there she was.

Meredith plucked her nylon witch's hat from the island counter and placed it on her head. She exited the kitchen while adjusting her costume, a cheap witch's dress over a bat onesie. Her four friends' chattering intensified as she entered the living room. All four were lounging about on the couch and loveseat facing the TV.

Luna was sitting with her boyfriend, Charlie. She had a hairband with black cat ears sitting atop her head and a short black tail clipped to the waistband of her black leggings. Charlie had about the same level of effort put into his costume. His own hairband with grey wolf ears sat amongst his short blond hair, and a spandex belt clipped around his waist brandished a fluffy grey tail just above his jeans. A cat and dog couple, how unremarkable.

Meredith passed behind Alexa and Cooper, flashing a knowing glance at the two. Cooper had been the 'subject' of her first charm spell, and by the way he leaned over to kiss Alexa, Meredith knew it was still holding firm.

These two at least put a little effort into their costumes. Cooper was dressed in a full-bodied lion costume, similar to Meredith's onesie. The costume lacked a mane, and Meredith wondered if 'he' would become a 'she' when the potion took hold. She supposed they'd just have to find out.

Alexa, on the other hand, wore a cow costume. Of course, it was fashioned into something revealing, her black and white cow-print shorts and top showing off her legs, midriff, and cleavage. She had similar thigh-high stockings. The last piece of her outfit was a pair of horns glued to a hairband. Meredith had to give it to Alexa. Hers was the most stylish costume of all the group.

However, when she reached for the handle and opened the door, she gazed upon a costume that put everyone's to shame.

Meredith's eyes widened momentarily at the sight of her friend, Marci. Her arriving guest stood with her hand on her hip, the other holding her phone and its illuminating glow up to her face. She was dressed in nothing but a full-bodied pet suit, the form-fitting spandex material displaying a pattern of glimmering green scales. The suit's neck rose into a loose hood, which fanned out around her neck. She looked absolutely spectacular.

Marci looked up from her phone, and a cheeky smile glowed as brightly as her screen.

“Happy Halloween, bitch! I'm a cobraaaa!" She greeted.

“You are!" Meredith cheered. “And you look absolutely stunning, by the way!"

“Thanks, I try," Marci replied. She looked past Meredith for a moment, then back to her, her smile fading. “You gonna let me in, or?..."

Meredith started, realizing she'd been staring. “Oh! Yeah, c'mon in, we're just about to start." She stepped aside, holding the door with one hand, welcoming her best friend with a friendly gesture of her other.

“Couldn't start without me, huh?" Marci asked sarcastically, stepping into the house. Meredith shot her a knowing glance as she passed her. Meredith gazed down at Marci's ample rear, following the costume's long, tapering, cotton-filled extension that was her tail.

“Absolutely not. Wouldn't think of it." Meredith mentioned, shutting the door. She turned to see Alexa and Luna stand up from their seats.

“Marci! Oh my god!" Alexa shouted. Rounding the couch to hug their friend.

“We missed you! It's been so long!" Luna added, following Alexa. The three embraced in a warm hug.

“Aww, I missed you guys too," Marci replied from between the arms of her friends. “Get up to anything fun since last time?"

“No, but I have a new boyfriend," Alexa said. She turned and placed a hand on Cooper's shoulder, the boy still sitting on the couch watching the three girls reunite.

“Hi," Cooper said, extending an open hand to Marci. Marci shook it while she set her purse down behind the couch.

“Pleasure to meet you, Cooper." She said back.

“Likewise," He replied. They released each other's hands, and Marci stood up. She reached for her black, shoulder-length hair and gave it a sassy flip.

“So, we gonna do some shrooms, or what? It's been a hot minute since I got my trip on." She asked, looking around at her friends and their partners. Meredith sniffed, restraining a smile.

“Absolutely, now that you're here. Is everyone else ready to go?" The room was suddenly filled with excited murmurs and eager nods.

“Fuck yeah," Luna replied.

“Yeah, let's do this!" Added Charlie, standing up from the loveseat. Meredith's eyes turned toward the kitchen.

“Alrighty, let's 'get our trip on' then, shall we?" She asked, making her way past Marci. The others followed her to the kitchen and filed around the island counter where the punch bowl and paper cups awaited them.

“So…do we just drink it?" Marci asked.

“Yeah! Simple as that," Meredith answered joyfully.

“How strong is it?" Cooper asked. Luna added to his question with her own.

“Yeah, how many cups do we drink?" Meredith was already fishing the ladle from the bowl and scooping the red drink into a cup.

“One to two should do just fine." She replied. “Although I'd take one to start and give it an hour before drinking another. Just in case." Meredith honestly wasn't sure what would happen to those who took a higher dose. She doubted any of them would be going back for seconds once the effects took hold. She handed the cup to Marci next to her.

“Thank you, hun," Marci said.

“No prob," Meredith replied. She filled another cup and passed it to Luna, then one to Cooper, then Alexa, then Charlie. She poured a cup for herself, then left the ladle in the bowl. Meredith raised her cup up before the others and made a toast. “Cheers to a pleasant trip full of good vibes!"

“Cheers to that! And cheers to a night for experimenting." Marci exclaimed. All six of them brought their cups together, then tipped them to their mouths, swiftly downing the fruity fluid. One by one, they placed their cups down on the counter.

“What now?" Charlie asked. Meredith was only happy to reply.

“Now we wait. It should take fifteen to twenty minutes to kick in. As long as you all came with an empty stomach like I suggested." She gestured to the living room. “So, let's just chill out until then. Like I said, if you don't feel much of anything, you can always have another." Meredith knew not one of them would be going back for seconds, for if her potion worked, its potency would be enough to last them into the early morning hours.

All six returned to the living room and their seats, resuming prior conversations. Meredith and Marci each took a lounge chair near the window, filling each other in on recent life events. Meredith periodically glanced around the room as they talked back and forth, looking for any signs of change in her friends.

“So why did you want us to come dressed as animals?" Marci asked. The question caught Meredith a little off guard, her attention having drifted from their conversation.

“Huh?" She asked, turning back to Marci.

“Why the animal costumes? It's Halloween. Why animals specifically, and not just regular Halloween costumes?"

Meredith gave her the same answer she gave the others when they'd asked, fumbling it a little due to the strange way the room seemed to sway about. “Oh, yeah… I, uh, figured we should dress up to better…feel at one with the natural world. Ya'know, since we're taking mushrooms."

“Gotcha…" Marci replied, although, by the look in her half-lidded eyes, everything Meredith said might have slipped through her mental grasp.

“I kinda wish everyone put a little more…effort into their costumes. Like you and Alexa did… But it's whatever." Meredith found forming words a little more complicated than she expected. Meanwhile, Marci's attention had turned wholly to herself.

“Huh?... Oh, yeah, totally," Marci murmured back, more concerned by her costume's gradual, ill-fitting nature. She ran a hand along her outstretched arm, the form-fitting fabric beginning to fit her form a little too snugly. “Man, this stuff works…really fast, huh…" She mumbled, almost slurring her words.

Meredith giggled. “Yeah, I guess it must be a little stronger than I thought." She covered her mouth with one of her hands to stifle another fit of giggles, observing her friend as she touched the fabric slowly becoming her scaled skin.

Meredith stood up, feeling the prickling of fur beginning to sprout on the back of her neck. “Where are you going, hun?" Marci asked, taking her attention briefly away from herself to reach out and softly grab Meredith's wrist.

“Just going to the washroom. I'll be back in a bit." She lied. Marci flashed her a goofy smile.

“Okie dokie…" She cooed. Meredith flashed her a goofy smile. As the witch turned and left for the kitchen, Marci closed her eyes and sat back in her chair, feeling the wooden grains and padded leather of the armrests through the very real scales on her arms. She didn't even notice Meredith walking right past the washroom. Everything felt too sensational to care about anything beyond her own tingling body.

Meanwhile, on the loveseat, Luna and Charlie were experiencing their own peculiar sensations, and across from them, on the couch, it was clear Alexa and Cooper were, too. None had any idea what they were in store for that night. There would be no stopping the potion's transmorphic reactions within them.

“This is intense," Charlie said, unzipping his hoodie to alleviate his rising body temperature.

“What if we took too much?" Luna added with worry in her voice.

“I think we'll be fine, Luna," Alexa said, trying to ease her friend's concern. “I feel pretty good. How about you, Coops?" She gazed over at Cooper with lazy eyes. Cooper turned his head to look back at his love.

“Pretty damn good too. Very relaxed." The two stared longingly into each other's eyes, sliding closer over the cushions. Their bodies met in the middle, and they embraced each other in a kiss.

“Awwe," Luna cooed. She watched the two kiss for a while, her nervous hands getting antsy, fidgeting over her leggings, closer and closer to her crotch.

“You look like you're starting to relax," Charlie mentioned sarcastically, gesturing to her hands with his eyes. Luna looked over herself, then pulled her hands away when she realized she'd been absentmindedly rubbing herself through her yoga pants.

“Stupid shrooms." She groaned. Charlie slid next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist. He murmured in her ear to avoid the other's hearing.

“You know, I heard magic mushrooms can sometimes put people 'in the mood.'" His tone was seductively suggestive, sending shivers across Luna's body. Maybe it was how he spoke, or how the couple across from them were getting handsy, but she was starting to feel...frisky… His other hand reached across and stroked her thigh. Luna turned her gaze to him and blushed. She couldn't help but smile.

“Charlie… not here." She insisted, brushing his hand from her leg, feigning disinterest.

“Those two don't look like they mind," Charlie said, gesturing to Alexa and Cooper across the living room with a nod. Luna's eyes followed his gaze, then momentarily widened in shock. The two weren't just making out anymore. The way Alexa arched her back and stuck out her chest and how their hands wandered over each other's crotches. Alexa's legs were slung over Cooper's lap, and one of Cooper's hands caressed her chin between his thumb and index finger.

“Why should they have all the fun, babe? After all, tonight is a night for experimenting." Charlie mused. Luna pondered the question. She turned her head and looked over at Marci, who was too occupied fondling her own breasts to be bothered by anyone else. Luna didn't remember Marci's costume coming with nipples. Regardless, she did now, and they stood out amongst the scales of her suit. Those scales looked so…real…

Charlie's hand grazed her leg again, his fingers reaching dangerously close to her lady parts. This time, her hands strayed from him, and she let him explore her body to his heart's desire. One gripped her thigh, the other came from her other side, his arm wrapping around hers, hand groping at her breasts. Before she knew what was happening, her own hand was feeling up the tight bulge in his jeans like it had a mind of its own.

“See, nothing to worry about…" Charlie cooed soothingly into her ear. She shivered again and turned her face to him. The two met at their lips, and they embraced in a passionate kiss.

Charlie's hand cupped the space between her legs, and Luna spread them to allow him more access. As her legs opened, so did their mouths, and their tongues danced like two snakes writhing in the throes of mating.

Speaking of snakes, the group's resident snake girl was having the time of her life. Marci felt absolutely euphoric, her mind foggy with a symphony of sensations spreading across her body. Her skin was electrified, and it had her on edge. The scales of her costume felt…so real…

Her hands had been playing with her breasts, enjoying the texture of her 'costume.' One of those hands began to slither its way down her body to her stomach. She paused and noted how the scales there felt as genuine as those on her tits. Her hand continued its journey down her navel, her fingers exciting her scaley skin, tantalizing her, coaxing her to reach that sweet destination between her legs.

When her hand fell upon her crotch, there was no spandex to rub herself through, only the supple, wet flesh of her labia, aroused and surrounded by more scales. Everything down there reacted to her touch as much as the rest of her did. Had the spandex split? How was she exposed as such? And shouldn't she feel even the slightest embarrassment touching herself right in front of her friends like this?

These were the things she usually would have questioned had her foggy, lust-addled mind not blocked those questions out completely. Her fingers dipped down into the soaked folds of her sex, and her eyes maintained on Luna and Charlie, whose skin began to extrude thin coats of fur. A forked tongue flickered from her lips, tasting the air thick with burgeoning musk.

In the corner of her vision, Alexa and Cooper had eschewed all basic decency. Their hands had slipped inside each other's clothes, and the crotch of each outfit stirred with the lewd activities taking place inside. Alexa was clearly stroking Cooper off while Cooper had his fingers hooked deep inside her snatch, slipping them in and out, to her delight.

The two vigorously made out as they touched each other, their mouths mashing against one another's, their minds lost to the animal lust overcoming them. The red flush of their faces gradually disappeared beneath a coat of fur emerging from new follicles across their skin. Cooper's fur was tawny with a touch of golden yellow, matching his onesie. Alexa's was white, splotched by discordant patches of black, just like her skimpy outfit.

Their free hands groped over each other's bodies. Alexa's felt up Cooper's chest while Cooper's had a firm grip on Alexa's ample rear, a rear that Cooper could have sworn doubled in size since they sat down, had his mental faculties not wholly succumbed to the lust enveloping them.

Marci gazed at them momentarily, eyes flickering over the motions beneath their clothes, then back to Luna and Charlie. Her friends definitely looked…different.

“Holy shit, these are some powerful shrooms," She breathed, her fingers plunging in and out of her snatch. Her chest felt tight, and her free hand went to her ribcage. As far as she could tell, she was no longer wearing a costume. Everything she felt was a part of herself. Her scales, her nipples, her pussy. Her forked tongue flickered from her mouth again and again, tasting the air of the room. It was humid with the stench of sex, and the flavor spiked her senses. She gazed down at herself and discovered that she had, indeed, become one with her costume. It was her, and she was it. She focused on her tail, situated under her rear and between her legs. It hung off the chair, now much more prominent than she remembered, large enough that her ass had nearly lifted off the chair due to its girth. It was longer, too, almost reaching the coffee table three feet away from her chair.

“I wonder…" She murmured, concentrating on the appendage. With some effort and a lot of attentiveness, she could almost…

Wiggled! The tapering appendage moved! What was previously just a part of her outfit was now attached to her, a new extension of her spine! She nearly stopped touching herself as she gasped. She found that the more she concentrated on the new limb trailing away from her, the more it moved, and soon, she had the appendage slithering in oscillating, sine wave motions on the polished hardwood floor.

“This shit is fuckin' wild, man." She breathed. However, things would only get wilder, for as she watched her tail wriggle in place, she noticed the numbing of her scaled legs and how they began merging with the new, enlarging extremity.

While Marci's attention was stolen by her tail. The others were obliviously experiencing their own unique changes.

Luna and Charlie both grunted at the popping and snapping of their faces. Neither questioned why their heads got further and further away from each other while their lips remained locked in an amorous embrace. Nor did they question when their ears began climbing up the sides of their heads, knocking their cheap Halloween headbands off and replacing them with the real thing. Grey, triangular ears on Charlie, and Black, rounded ears on Luna.

Across the room, the outfits worn by Alexa and Cooper were getting a little too uncomfortable for their liking, although neither could bear to separate from their lover. Cooper's onesie was skintight now, and Alexa's splotched shorts, top, and stockings were nearly indistinguishable from her skin. Their bodies were noticeably bigger, taking up all of the loveseat. In fact, Alexa was even bigger than Cooper, and her clothes strained against her form, ready to burst.

The tails sewn onto their outfits' lower back and waistbands were longer than before and appeared…completely natural. They were both three feet long and swayed back and forth almost hypnotically, the tuff of darker, coarser fur at the end extenuating every movement. Fur, that's precisely what it was. Tawny on Cooper's and black and white on Alexa's. They were apparent extensions of their bodies, well, apparent to anyone bothering to gaze in their direction. The room of five was too enamored with their own stoking lusts to pay it any mind.

Cooper's socks suddenly tore to shreds and tatters, stretched to their limit by his enlarging feet and pushed past that limit by the scythe-like claws his toenails had become. Meanwhile, Alexa's socks merely fell off. Her feet had reshaped entirely, the lower half fusing bone and flesh into two solid claws protruding from her ankle to form cloven hooves. She pressed her new hoof down to the floor and turned to face her boyfriend, bringing her other leg up and sitting on it as she leaned into their kiss. Their popping, crackling, lengthening faces made the act of kissing easier by the second. Their mouths extended outward with their jaws and noses as their heads took on bestial shapes.

Alexa leaned in closer. Cooper's cock had strangely gotten tougher for her to grasp despite her bigger hand. Was it shrinking? Or maybe her hand was just too big. It couldn't have been that large…

Cooper, on the other hand, was having the opposite problem. As he hooked his fingers in and out of Alexa's pussy, her clitoris brushed against his leathery padded palm more and more. Was it growing? Was such a thing possible? They were on mushrooms, after all. He could just be hallucinating.

Because of these changes, each set of genitals had become leagues more sensitive. Cooper's shrinking cock, and Alexa's growing clit. The two shuddered at these novel feelings, and they broke their embrace to moan past each other's faces into their ears, ears that were now much different in shape.

They opened their eyes and gazed upon one another's faces, then down to their bodies, where their outfits were unmistakably becoming one with their forms.

“This is incredible…" Alexa said in almost a whisper.

“Yeah…" Cooper replied, nearly whispering, too. “I never expected this to be so intense." The two breathed heavy sighs as their hands continued stimulating their extra-sensitive genitals. Neither mentioned how their voices had changed, Cooper's having gained some pitch while Alexa's had lost some. They sounded nearly the same now, yet neither cared if they even noticed at all.

Cooper's leonine face met Alexa's bovine face, and their lips connected again. Cooper brought his hands to Alexa's face to stroke the budding horns emerging from her temples, and Alexa's hands cupped Cooper's large, round, fuzzy ears as they climbed up the sides of his leonine head.

Neither noticed as the buttons fell from Cooper's 'onesie' into their laps. They were both so impassioned with the other and the new sensations across their bodies. Eventually, their costumes had no hems, collars, or cuffs. They'd become one with them, and the undergarments worn beneath had merged with their new pelts, the materials simply adding to the fibers of their fur through osmosis.

The shifting couple was engulfed by the myriad of new sensations each bestial change brought to their bodies. No longer were they concerned with their carnal needs, just the euphoria transformation lavished unto them, at least for now. Once their new genitals would emerge between their legs, so too would a whole new world of pleasure. The couple on the other side of the room were experiencing things differently.

Luna and Charlie were not as wrapped up in the transformations molding their bodies as Cooper and Alexa were. Instead, they were being thrown through a hurricane of animalistic lust. Charlie laid Luna's ever-changing feline form across the couch while their new muzzles interlocked. Luna's hand was shoved firmly down Charlie's open fly, and Charlie's hand bulged the crotch of Luna's yoga pants, both vigorously stroking one another off without shame. Neither cared who watched them as they gave themselves entirely to animal instinct.

They moaned into each other's protruded mouths. Luna humped against Charlie's fingers as they massaged her depths. Precum coated the crotch of Charlie's Jeans. They were becoming animals, and they needed to fuck as such. All they needed was to get their pesky clothes off.

Luna withdrew her hand and pinched the waistband of her boyfriend's jeans between her fingers and her thumbs, tugging them down his hips. A fluffy grey tail bobbed free of his pants, flapping back and forth, knocking the fake tail he had strapped to his waist. She unclipped the belt so it could be replaced by the real thing, pulling it off him and sending it to the floor. Next were his boxers, which she hooked her thumbs into, yanking them down to his thighs.

Charlie returned the favor, pulling his slick hand from Luna's 'pocket' and curling all ten digits into what slack he could grab from Luna's tight leggings. He ripped them down her legs, taking her clip-on tail with them. She giggled, purring a little as she curled her legs, allowing him to pull them off her ankles and feet before throwing them onto the floor. Her long, black, fuzzy tail unfurled, free of its prison, and curled around her furry thigh with frisky excitement. Charlie then reached down and pulled his pants and undies off. They gazed over each other's naked bodies.

“Now nothing can keep us apart," Charlie murmured. His lips pulled back into a ravenous grin, showing off his new set of canine teeth.

“Then you better come get me," Luna replied, her lips spreading into a voracious smile, showing off the feline chompers beneath. She purred, then let out an excited *mrrroow* when Charlie lurched for her, clamping his jaws down on her neck. His clawed hands grasped at her bright, hot-pink thong and pulled it off her, effortlessly snapping the strings with his new-found strength.

He pressed forward and buried his red canine bone inside her. She shrieked with delight, her hands reaching up and grasping at his muscular back, digging her claws into his thick pelt. “Oh, fuck yeah, Charlie! You dog! Fucking breed me!" She cried. To them, their friends no longer existed. They were in the throes of heat, and nothing else mattered.

“Damn…" Marci huffed from her chair, her legs mainly having dissolved into her enlarging tail. She stroked through the folds of her sex with one hand as she watched them go at it. Her other hand stroked the scaly hood that grew from both sides of her head and neck, once the hood of her costume. It grew larger, doubling in width and framing her lengthening face. Her mouth gaped, exposing long fangs that fit neatly between her forked tongue. Her tongue stroked along one of them, relishing how the dexterous muscle slid along the polished enamel. She breathed out her following words, heavy with serpentine lust.

“I'll have what you guyssss are having…"

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Meredith entered the kitchen, head spinning and vision cloudy. She made it to the island counter, where the punchbowl sat, her hands falling upon the counter's edge for support as she stumbled. Her head was swimming, and walking had become a difficult task.

“This potion…" She mumbled. “Much stronger than I thought…" Her voice trailed off, and she brought one of her hands to her forehead. She wiped a few errant strands of hair from her face, grazing her ears. They already had points to them and were further up her scalp than they should have been had she not begun to take on the shape of her chosen costume.

While she'd been the architect of this strange night, she was no more impervious to the intoxicating effects of the potion. However, she had no idea it would cause such a…lascivious reaction. Her nethers tingled with an intensifying heat, and she had to resist the urge to touch herself. But why resist? She was alone, and the others drank the same punch. Surely, they must feel the same and would soon be all over each other if they weren't already.

“Must have…overdone one of the ingredients…" She huffed, taking her pointed witch hat off her head and setting it on the counter before running her fingers over the side of her head where her hair was shaven down to her scalp. She turned around and leaned her rear against the counter's edge, her hands returning to it. She sighed, debating if she should hold back any longer.

The ache between her legs beckoned her to give in…

With a flush face, she let her hand slip from the counter. It trailed over the flowing fabric of her witchy top, dropping down her dress and inside her onesie. She wiggled her nose in response to the subtle pops and creaks in her face. Her nose slowly entered her vision, and the entirety of her face went numb as it pressed forward.

Her fingers slipped beneath the black-and-white checkerboard pattern of her panties, her palm stroking against the fine, dark grey fur sprouting from her skin. Her other hand undid the buttons over her chest, and she snuck it inside, bypassing her wire bra. Her fingers began kneading into the supple flesh of her nipple and dipping between the sopping folds of her sex.

Meredith sighed a hot and heavy breath, closing her eyes while she scratched that lascivious itch. The sudden spike in her libido was definitely unexpected, but not unwelcome. It put an interesting spin on the bizarre nature of changing into something half-animal. Imagine how her friends were reacting. She had half a mind to go watch what unhinged fornication was happening in the other room, but her own needs kept her rooted to her spot.

One particularly harsh *pop!* emitted from her head as her elongating face grew into a batty muzzle. Her nose darkened and flattened to fit the new protruding shape of her face. Her ears began creeping up through the shaved sides of her scalp, stopping at the top. They were four inches longer now, starting round at their bases but tapering into points with ridged inner lobes.

She could hear her friends perfectly clear now, every lewd action they made, every moan and grunt, every pop and snap of their bodies reforming. The sounds were so vivid she could picture them like they were happening right before her. It was hot, and she hooked two of her fingers into her hole, tenderly massaging her insides, her ears picking up the squelching between her legs with ease. “Oh, fuck yeah…." She moaned. Her ears twitched, hearing Charlie from the living room.

“Now nothing can keep us apart." He murmured. Luna followed up on his observation with an invitation.

“Then you better come get me." This was followed by a purr that erupted into the excited *mroow!* that signaled a sexually enthralled feline lady. It excited Meredith, knowing that her friends were succumbing to the same unintentional effects of her potion. She hooked her fingers further into the tight entrance of her pussy and stifled a moan. She'd need to keep her voice down if she were to hear every lewd action occurring in the other room.

Regardless, she struggled to focus. She was warm, uncomfortably so. The coat of fine fur pushing its way through her pores, combined with the intoxicating effects of the potion, elevated her body temperature to the point where she could bear it no longer. She'd lost the ability to sweat, so she'd taken to breathing deep, weary breaths. Her onesie definitely wasn't helping any.

“Fuck…" She sighed. Her clothes absolutely had to go. There was no debating it. She reluctantly withdrew her hand from her body and grabbed the bottom hem of her witch's dress with both. She pulled it up over her head, then went straight for the remaining buttons of her onesie. She pulled her arms through the outfit and stepped out of it, exposing her new coat of fur to the kitchen air. All that remained was her bra and panties. She supposed those could stay…for now.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Charlie! You dog! Fuckin breed me!" She heard Luna's ecstatic squeals stabbing at her ears, jolting her upright again. She took in a few excited breaths and resumed finger fucking herself. Her left hand joined the already soggy right so she could play with her clit while she worked herself into a frenzy.

“Yeah, Charlie… breed her good…" Meredith murmured. She sure wished she could be on the receiving end of a good breeding right now. With the way things were going, she just might get that. She hoped she'd get that. Maybe when Charlie had knotted with and finished in his 'bitch', he could give her the same treatment. God, she wanted to be filled so fucking bad...

A sharp pinch in her armpits startled her from her fantasies for a moment, and her hand abandoned her clit to rub one of them. There was a break in her flourishing fur where she felt flesh. Silky smooth flesh.

Her fingers ran along its surface, following the pinching sensations as they traveled up and along her arm, then back down as it ran straight down her sides. Her fur parted in a slit wherever her fingertips touched.

Her wings. That's what they had to be, the early signs of them emerging from her pelt. Her arms contorted behind her, and she unhooked her bra. The last thing she needed was her wings getting caught as they grew in. With two dainty snaps, the article came loose, and she threw her arms forward, shaking the garment off to the floor. With that, she went back to tend to her aching, needy pussy.

Her fingers popped as they returned to her snatch, like when she'd crack her knuckles when stressed or bored. The sensation was similar, too. They were lengthening, not by much, but enough to notice the difference. Her fingernails buzzed with a tugging sensation as they grew longer, reshaping into claws.

She utilized the new length of her fingers well. Meredith pushed them inside her as deep as they would go, and boy, did they ever go deep. Meredith moaned, unable to keep herself quiet any longer. She wriggled and thrust her fingers, stretching her passage.

She gave herself over to the potion's euphoric effects, letting her eyes roll and her pointed tongue lull from her snout. Her ears twitched at Charlie's growling, rumbling voice from the living room.

“I'm gonna fill you with so many puppies!"

That was it—it was all Meredith could take. She'd welcomed the sensations swelling inside her and rippling across her form, turning her into something unhuman. She'd become one with them, reveling in them. However, the feeling that she was missing out on something gnawed at her. Especially when that 'anything' might sate the roiling urges inside her.

She pushed her plump ass off the counter and relinquished her hands from herself once more, lifting them away from her sides to admire the membrane of silky flesh webbing from her forearm down to her waist. She raised her arms above her head, spreading her burgeoning wings. Were they suited for flight? No. They weren't nearly big enough. But they made her as much of a bat as she'd like to be, at least for tonight. Eventually, she'd tweak the potion to induce full polymorphing, so she could finally know what it is to fly. For now, she was going to join her friends in a night of debauchery that they'd be talking about for years to come.

Meredith wiggled her batty nose and licked over her snout with deviant hunger, taking her first few steps toward the living room.

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“Oh, fuck yeah, Alexa. This…this feels so fucking good." Cooper said with a heavy breath. His eyes were closed as Alexa worked her hand between his legs.

The words 'his,' 'he,' and 'him' perhaps were the improper pronouns for the new lioness. She lay back on the loveseat, her upper body propped up by the armrest while her right leg draped lazily over the side. Her left was held up by Alexa's beefy hand, splaying Cooper's legs wide for her. Alexa's other hand was busy playing with the warm, wet part of Cooper that truly made her a 'she.'

“Told ya it would," Alexa replied. She huffed from her large, bovine nose, beaming a satisfied grin at her boyfriend…or…girlfriend? Cooper didn't really give off any sense of maleness anymore, not with her slender, toned form, feminine curves, and soft, leonine face. And definitely not with the heady aroma of female sex tickling her bovine nose. Alexa was stroking that sex expertly with two of her fingers, much to Cooper's delight.

“Play with your tits, babe. It feels even better, trust me." She mentioned, urging her lounging lioness with honied words. Cooper hummed agreeably at the suggestion and took her hands off the couch to give her new flesh some attention.

A pleased moan escaped her rumbling throat. “See, I know what I'm talking about, Cooper." She paused as she slid one of her thick fingers inside Cooper's tight hole. Cooper gasped, unprepared for the pinching pain of being stretched for the first time. But the pleasure she felt beyond that pain well made up for the momentary discomfort.

“Oh, fuck!" Cooper squealed.

“Thought you'd like that." Alexa cooed. “Just wait till you ride me. I'll show you what heaven feels like."

Alexa's head turned up from her new 'girlfriend' as Meredith appeared from the entrance to the kitchen. Her friend wore nothing but a pair of black and white checkered panties. She was completely changed, her bat-like features only leaving her recognizable by her curvy, slightly pudgy body and half-shaved black hair.

Meredith stared at the two, her gaze mainly fixing on Alexa, who must have grown nearly a foot. The two curved and pointed horns jutting upward from her scalp added another half a foot. She still had her feminine form, her ample hips, and enormous breasts, but the amount of muscle wrapped around her frame gave her the stature of a bodybuilder.

Meredith was surprised the loveseat hadn't collapsed yet under their collective weight…

“Well, hello, Meredith, my lovely, batty lady. Come back to join the fun?" Alexa asked with a devilish grin, her eyes moving down Meredith's form when the bat's hand tugged at her panties. Alexa glanced up again to see Meredith returning Alexa's grin.

“How could I miss out? It's my party, after all."

Meredith looked down at Alexa's lap. The bovine bitch had a little more between her legs than Meredith remembered. A lot more, in fact. There, standing tall, proud, and erect, was her cock, pink and blemished with the same dark splotches her pelt was.

Meredith stepped up behind the loveseat and hovered over to better inspect Alexa's goods. Alexa's focus returned to Cooper, who was stroking her face against the armrest, eyes closed, while she let Alexa work her pussy over. Meredith crossed her arms atop the backrest and leaned on it, marveling at her friend's colossal bull cock. Alexa appeared to have traded her clitoris for the impressive member; however, the rest of her lady parts remained intact. The cow/bull apparently still had her pussy, but now also had the perfect tool for plowing the lioness before her.

She was a beast of a woman, and Meredith hoped she'd get her turn to 'ride the bull' when Alexa was done with Cooper.

“Hey," Alexa murmured into Meredith's ear. Meredith turned her head to see Alexa's bovine face next to hers. Meredith opened her mouth to reply when Alexa planted her lips on hers. Meredith's eyes shot open briefly before they slid shut, and the two passionately embraced.

Alexa's tongue forced its way inside Meredith's open mouth, and Meredith eagerly accepted it. Her broad, bovine hand reached up and tenderly stroked Meredith's fuzzy face, and Meredith placed her own hand over it. It was half the size of Alexa's, and where Meredith's fingers ended in slender claws, Alexa's fingers were blunted and smooth, her fingernails composing the entire end of each as if she were wearing thimbles on her digits.

The bovine was so assertive in her actions, taking charge of both Meredith by her mouth and Cooper by her pussy. This wasn't the shy girl Meredith remembered. Maybe it was her new body. Perhaps it was her new 'equipment.' Regardless, Alexa handled the two of them with ease. Meredith loved Alexa's new attitude, and the bat swiftly found herself falling for the bulky bovine.

Alexa slowly pulled her face away from Meredith's but let her hand remain. The two stared into each other's eyes. Alexa's were so comforting and inviting. “I'll catch up with you soon, my lovely bat. But first, I have to teach Cooper here how it feels for a lady to be taken by a man."

“O-ok." Meredith agreed. She felt the cold absence of Alexa's hand abandoning her face. The bovine herm withdrew her fingers from her leonine mate. She then laid back against her armrest and beckoned Cooper forth.

“Come here, gorgeous. Come ride Mommy to your heart's desire." Cooper sat up straight, eyes flickering between Alexa's hand and massive, erect cock. Her tongue curled from her leonine maw and licked hungrily over her chops.

“Yes, 'mommy,'" Cooper replied. To Meredith, the smug tone in her voice and sly grin presumed she wasn't as submissive as she'd let on while there were fingers inside of her. The lioness crawled over Alexa's toned, beefy legs and climbed atop the bovine goddess, straddling her hips. She stroked her paw-like hands over Alexa's cock meat, stimulating it further with her leathery pads.

Alexa's cock grew a little bigger, stiffening and stretching until it looked like it might pop. It twitched, and a bead of precum leaped from the tip, landing on Alexa's belly and rolling down her shaft until it matted the fur on Cooper's fingers. Meredith licked her lips, looking on with rapt fascination. Cooper rose on her knees and shuffled forward until she hovered over Alexa's tip. Without hesitation, she let her body down on it, skewering herself of her bovine mistress's member.

Cooper moaned and howled on her way down, as far as her tight, inexperienced snatch would allow. “Oh! Alexa! Oh, god, this is ecstasy!"

Alexa huffed and winced her eyes. Cooper's cunt squeezed her member like a vice. “God, damn, Cooper. You're fucking tighter than shit." Cooper let out a breathy laugh.

“Guess you'll just have to loosen me up then." She breathed, panting with wild fervor. She placed her paws on Alexa's chiseled abs and pushed off, assisting her legs with the arduous task of pushing herself up Alexa's girth. “Fuuuuuuuck," She growled. “I had no idea this felt so good."

“Well…having a big dick probably helps the experience. I'm far bigger than you ever were." She quipped.

“Ouch," Cooper replied. By the lioness's tone, she didn't sound all that broken up by Alexa's observation. Her half-lidded eyes rolled up in bliss.

“Don't feel bad, babe. I don't think anyone can compete with this thing."

Marci's voice hissed from across the room, interjecting their playful chatter.

“I can." Meredith, Alexa, and Cooper looked over where their friend was sitting, although to say she was sitting was contentious. All six of their eyes bulged at the sight of her.

Indeed, she was a dangerously elegant sight to behold. She was covered in jade green scales from head to tail that faded into a lighter green the closer they got to her front. A majestic hood extended to either side of her serpentine head and neck. Its interior scales displayed a rainbow of different colors, all appearing to move with kaleidoscopic patterns, almost…hypnotically…

Luckily, neither of the three left their gaze on her face for long. They couldn't if they wanted to. Marci's lower body beckoned their gaze with its extraordinary shape and size. Below her waist, where her hips should have transitioned into her long, shimmering, hairless legs, continued into one singular shape that gradually tapered down into a single point. Where the others had tails swaying, twitching, or wagging from their tailbones, the entirety of Marci's lower body had become her tail.

It must have been ten feet long at least, and it cascaded over the chair, trailing over the hardwood floor like a giant vine. Their eyes met Marci's again, and the cobra sensually flickered her tongue at them while reaching up to fondle her breasts.

“Marci…" Meredith marveled, giving her reptilian body another quick look over. “…Wow…you look…"

“Divine, I know. Thank you." Marci replied. Finishing the bat's sentence for her. The more she spoke, the more noticeable the sibilant nature of her speech became.

“What did you mean by, 'I can?'" Alexa asked. The bovine herm gazed down at Marci's crotch, spotting only a reptilian slit where her crotch used to be. Marci chuckled, slipping her left hand off her breast. It traveled down her scaly body until her slender fingers nestled between what appeared to be her pussy.

“Becaussssse, sssssweetie, I don't jusssst have one." She pinched and tweaked her nipple. Her hand dipped between the folds of her assumed lady parts. They'd been completely mistaken, and what lay within shocked them to their cores.

Not one, but two fleshy-pink, glistening tips emerged from her slit, coaxed from their lair by her fingers. The others watched in awe, their speechless mouths falling agape, except Cooper's, whose mouth was already hanging open as she panted in coital bliss.

A deluge of growling and mewling came from the couch across the room, where Luna and Charlie were still rutting their brains out, oblivious to the goings on around them.

“No fucking way…" Cooper huffed, her eyes following the two glistening members slowly arising from Marci's pelvis.

“I don't think they're assss big assss yourssss, Alexa. But I have two of them. And I like to think the ssssum of both countssss." Her tongue flickered at the three, sampling the musk-choaked air. She could taste them all at once. The savory solvent mixture of Luna and Charlie's fluids as they fucked like savages, and the tang of Cooper's pussy mingling with the spice of Alexa's virile member.

The one taste that stood out amongst all of her friends was Meredith. Her long-time friend gave off the sweetest taste of all. The unsatisfied hunger of the bat's tantalized snatch tickled her tongue something fierce. It must have been drawn forth into the air by the bat's own hand, as one of Meredith's arms was absent from the loveseat's backrest, instead reaching down beneath her, out of view. Marci tasted the girl's fragrance again with another flicker of her tongue. It only further provoked her dual cocks. They stiffened before reaching their maximum length…nearly a foot each.

Bat and serpent eyes locked on one another, neither blinking. Meredith's gaze was enthralled by the kaleidoscopic patterns bordering Marci's face. Her fingers dug deep inside herself. She couldn't stop what she was doing if she wanted to, neither staring nor masturbating. Her agency was quickly slipping from her, slipping into Marci's scaley hands. Marci saw it on her face, the dull expression, the slackening of her gaping maw.

What monster had Meredith created in her harmless bit of witchy experimentation?

“Meredith… The two of ussss are without parnterssss…" She hissed. Her tone was as sensual as it was commanding. “Why don't we partner up for now. Let the otherssss enjoy themsssselvessss while we enjoy…each other?" She spread an open palm out to the bat lady, intending Meredith to take it.

A tear ran down Meredith's cheek. How long had it been since she blinked last?

“Y-yeah…" The bat replied without tone or inflection. Her fingers still kneaded her pussy like dough. “Th-that s-sounds…heavenly."

“Then come here, my ssssweet friend. Let us partake in actssss mosssst depraved…"

Meredith straightened. With her hand still buried in her crotch, she yanked her checkered panties down her thighs with her other and let the soaked fabric fall around her feet, stepping out of them. She walked around the loveseat, where Alexa and Cooper had returned to their fornicating, stopped beside Marci, and placed her palm in hers. The cobra curled her scaly fingers around Meredith's hand. It was twice Meredith's size.

Marci lazily stroked one of her reptilian cocks with her free hand. “Come up here, dear. Come ssssit on my lap."

Meredith nodded, wasting no time climbing onto Marci's large, scaley form. Marci's body wasn't exactly made for the furniture anymore. Her 'rear' sat awkwardly in the chair's seat, and she hunched forward, towering over her prey.

Meredith's naked body straddled Marci's hips, cradling the cobra's cocks between her fuzzy hind cheeks. They were both so firm, so strong, able to hold Meredith aloft, keeping her from sliding backward all on their own. Marci's hand left her breast and caressed Meredith's batty muzzle so sensually, so tenderly, Meredith shuttered from the mere contact of Marci's scaley palm.

“You didn't feed ussss mushroomssss, did you, Meredith?" She asked, hissing inquisitively. The darker scales that formed her eyebrows furrowed at the young witch. “I've taken mushroomssss before. This issss ssssomthing elsssse, issssn't it?"

Meredith swallowed a guilty lump before answering, a hard blush burning beneath her facial fur. As she looked into the cobra's stern, slitted pupils, she knew she dared not lie to the reptile monster.

“N-no…It's not mushrooms." She admitted. Marci lazily placed one of her green fingers to Meredith's lips, hushing her.

“Then, what, my dear Meredith, did you put in the punch you ssssserved ussss? I know you've been practicccccing that witchy crap a lot lately. Perhapssss you've disssscovered a breakthrough and found ssssomthing that actually worksssss?"

Marci withdrew her finger from Meredith's lips and allowed her to respond but swiftly placed it back, wanting to add, “Tell the truth now, Meredith. Your queen demandssssss the truth."

Each use of Meredith's name left Meredith feeling like she was being scolded by her mother. It humiliated her, yet…she liked it. Marci had proclaimed herself a 'queen.' Her imposing size and elegantly monstrous form made it difficult for Meredith to revolt against the notion. The colorful patterns swirling within the cobra's hood…made it impossible. Marci's hand pulled away from her prey's face, drawing the truth she sought out of Meredith with it.

“It…it was a p-potion I brewed…y-your majesty." Meredith sputtered.

“Good girl…now we're getting ssssomewhere." Marci cooed. Marci's lower body muscles flexed, and her tail rose off the floor. Meredith felt the end of Marci's tail coil around her fuzzy naked body, then constrict. She did not fight, for she had no fight left in her. She belonged to Marci now.

Meredith's serpentine mistress lifted her off the warm scales she straddled, bringing her face to face with the regal being enthralling her. Marci's eyes were the world to Meredith now. Nothing else existed outside those amber irises.

“I'll be honesssst, Meredith. I'm impresssssed. Thisssss form… it pleassssessss me." She paused to flick her forked tongue over Meredith's snout. “Issss it permanent?"

“N-no, y-your majesty."

“When doessss it wear off?"

“S-sometime in the morning…I think…"

“You, think?" Meredith asked. The way her scaley eyebrow cocked sent a pang of uncertainty through the constricted bat. It made her feel stupid and inferior. She had to be more confident in her abilities to impress her queen.

“I…I…" Meredith stammered. “It's what my book said, your highness."

“Good. Good. I'll tell you what you'll do for me, Meredith, for your magnificcccent queen. You're going to make more of thisssss potion for me, for I wish to experiencccce this form as many timesssss as posssssible, undersssstand?"

“Yes, my queen." Meredith agreed without question. “Anything you desire…"

“Very good. You're a very good girl." Marci praised.

“I… I'm a very good girl." Meredith replied.

Tears streamed down her face. She dearly wished she could blink. Marci flickered the two ends of her forked tongue over the bat girl's face. “You smell of need, Meredith. Perhapsssss it'ssss time I finally filled you?"

“Y-yes p-p-please, Your Highness."

“You'd like that?" Marci asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes." Meredith breathed hastily in response.

“Exccccellent, and when I'm finished with you, I'm going to fill the nexxxt lovely persssson in thissss room, then the nexxxxt, until every one of you isssss lying broken on the floor with my reptilian sssseed dribbling out of every orificccce.

“Oh…god…" Meredith mewled. Her body quivered in anticipation.

“ I'm your god now, Meredith." Marci hissed, her tail lowering the bat down until the tips of her cocks nudged against both of Meredith's holes. “Now, let me show you what it meansssss to worship me."

Meredith's teary eyes remained locked on Marci's as the cobra forced her fuzzy body down on those two slippery members. Meredith opened her mouth to scream in both pleasure and pain, but nothing came. Her breath caught in her throat, and for the first time since meeting the cobra's gaze, her eyes broke from Marci's to roll upward, her pupils disappearing behind sunken eyelids.

The moment Marci's members wholly disappeared inside the bat, Meredith came. Her body shook with the tremors of a girl who'd never experienced anything like it. Marci's hypnotic stare had broken her mind, and now her body had been broken by Marci's dual manhood. Yet, it was just the beginning.

“Holy, FUCK!!!!" Meredith belted out, her breath finally free from her heaving chest.

“Already cumming, are we?" Marci said, pausing for a quick chuckle. “We've only jussst sssstarted, my dear. We have sssso far to go before I am done with you." At the peak of Meredith's blinding orgasm, Marci's tail pulled the bat off her two cock's, then pushed her back down, arching her hips upward as her lover descended.

Marci repeated these undulating motions, coaxing the intense sensations surging through every centimeter of her cock further across her serpentine form. “Yessssssss," she hissed, indulging in the depraved bliss Meredith's holes delivered.

Before Marci could lose herself to the act of breeding her prey stupid, a raucous, feral commotion from the couch yanked her from her carnal trance. It was Luna, kicking her ravenous canine mate off of her. “I need more!" She bellowed. “More, puppy boy! Get off me so you can fuck me like a proper animal!" She shrieked, an unamused feline growl underlining her speech.

Marci watched the black jaguar kick the wolf off of her, pushing against his midsection by the pads on her feet. Charlie was confused, to say the least. Lost to the lust clouding his canine mind, he continued to thrust at her, despite humping nothing but air.

“Just give me a second, and you can get back at it, you stupid…MUTT!" She cried out as she extended her legs, throwing Charlie off her. Charlie landed on the opposite side of the couch and shook his head, momentarily stunned. It took little time for him to scramble onto his paws again, eager to bury his bone once more.

Luna growled and turned herself over, resting her upper body on the armrest that previously supported her back while simultaneously keeping her from being fucked off the couch. She presented to him, hiking her long tail while gazing back at the lust-addled beast climbing toward her. Luna saw the unrelenting need to rut in his eyes and growled enthusiastically at him. “All right, you big mutt, come here and bree-" She didn't even get to finish her sentence. Charlie leaped off the cushion under him with explosive force, pouncing and mounting her instantly. Her eyes snapped open. Only then did she finish with an ear-piercing feline cry.

“-EEEEED MEEEEEEEE!!!!" Her fur stood on end as his red canine cock forced its way into her.

Snarling and gripping the scruff of her neck in his jaws, he thrust forward, impaling her up to his knot. Luna's mouth fell open, and her tongue rolled out, dribbling drool onto the floor beneath her. She panted and groaned as Charlie pounded away inside her. It felt leagues better than before. Natural. Just like the animals they were.

“Fuck yeah, hun. Now that's what I'm talking about!"

Luna's eyes rolled upward, her gaze settling on Marci and Meredith. She glanced lazily back and forth between Marci's amused expression and the bat girl being used as a fleshlight for the cobra's multiple cocks. This was her first time seeing Marci in her supreme form, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't tremendously intrigued.

“Whoooa. Nice cocks, Marci," Luna hazily complimented. Marci raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you, dear." Marci gestured to her members with a hand as Meredith bounced up and down on them. “Care to be the next to receive their blessing once I'm finished with my pet?"

It was Luna's turn to raise an eyebrow. “Me…with those inside me?" She paused, watching them disappear inside Meredith and reappear over and over again. She noticed Meredith's dull expression as she rode a seemingly endless orgasm in Marci's grasp. It looked sublime, to say the least. And after all, why not try it? Tonight was a night for experimenting…

“Fuck yeah, I would." She replied. She turned her head around to her partner. “Hey, mutt boy, fucking knot me already. Let's finish up big. I wanna ride the snake."

Charlie didn't need to be told twice. He pressed against her entrance with his throbbing knot, and, with a wet, sucking sound that could be heard around the room, his bulbous knot sunk into her depths. Her fur stood on end again, and she unleashed a feline howl of ecstasy. “Oh god! Yesssss!" She nearly came right there. Nearly… It was not Charlie's knot but what he growled into her ear that sent her over the edge.

“Got you now, my little kitten. Meow for me while I claim your tight feline snatch."

The words were conveyed through teeth still clamped down on her hackles, pulling her pelt, adding just enough pain to blur the lines between both ends of the spectrum of sensations wracking her body. All this, combined with the thrill of being demeaned by her partner at the height of mating, when she could no longer escape. It aroused her like nothing he'd ever done before.

Luna's body shivered, then seized as most of her muscles contracted, most notably, her vaginal walls. “Meow…" She whimpered with quivering breath. “Meow…" She said again, this time a little louder. Then it hit her. The most all-encompassing, earth-shattering orgasm of her life. She unleashed a howl that shook the walls of Meredith's townhome.

“MEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!"

Charlie lurched as Luna's cunt sucked him inside her like a vacuum. Her passage gripped him like a silky vise, and he winced, feeling his climax coming on like a volcano ready to erupt, and erupt he did…

Charlie let go of Luna's hackles and loosed a wild, canine howl that reverberated throughout Meredith's house. The pent-up wolf's mind reeled as his cock exploded inside the jaguar's insides, painting them utterly white with only the first shot of hot seed. Her belly temporarily bulged with each shot; such was his power and volume.

Across the room, Alexa and Cooper watched them with unbreaking captivation. Cooper had his hands wrapped around Alexa's horns, pushing herself down on her lover's cock while her legs pushed her back up. Alexa had her hand down between her legs, fingers deep in her own snatch. The other was probing Cooper's tight little tailhole.

The two floated in a world of carnal bliss, each enjoying the new parts granted to them by Meredith's potion to their fullest extent. The show the others put on for them only turned them on, giving them more ideas. Cooper turned her gaze back to Alexa.

“Can you breed me like that?" She asked sluggishly. Her question stole Alexa's attention away from their friends. Alexa looked into Cooper's half-lidded eyes and gave a breathy chuckle. The lioness panted hot breath over her face, her tongue lolling out of her gaping mouth. Like she was being fucked into a deep trance.

“And I'm not breeding you now?" Alexa replied sassily.

“Not like she's being bred." Copper explained, her eyes shifting to the side to eye up Luna.

“Do you think you can even handle a breeding like that?" Alexa asked playfully. Cooper nodded back.

“Yeah…I wanna be bred." She huffed, adding a sultry tone to her words. “I mean, I'm handling you. How hard could it be? After all, tonight's a night for experimenting." Alexa looked down for a moment.

“Hmm. Tempting as that is…" She gazed over at Charlie with a sly look in her eyes. “I kinda wanna see Charlie take a swing at you."

The lioness shivered at her suggestion. “Ch-Charlie?" Alexa shot him a wicked grin.

“Yeah, I wanna watch Charlie fuck your brains out, even more than I am now. He seems to know how to breed a girl. Maybe you can 'clean' Meredith up with your tongue while he has his way with you. Why not? You said it yourself, 'Tonight's a night for experimenting.' Didn't you, my sweet little lioness."

“Oh god…" Cooper moaned. Promiscuous thoughts of becoming the group's slutty little plaything stirred in her mind, feeding into her lust. Alexa could tell Cooper was close to cumming, and she, herself, wasn't far behind.

“Come here and kiss mommy while you cum, my sweet piece of lion-ass."

“O-ok…mommy…" Cooper mewled. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Alexa's. The two opened their mouths, and their tongues met, coiling around the other like Marci's tail around Meredith. Cooper moaned into her bovine lover's mouth. Her body could take no more. It broke, and an intense and all-encompassing pleasure surged through her body. It took control of her, and she relinquished her agency to it like a sandcastle washed away by a tide.

Cooper's whimpers reverberated inside Alexa's mouth. The bovine bucked her hips, stabbing her massive member deep into her feline partner like a spear. Cooper's pussy clenched down on her, constricting it like Marci's tail constricted Meredith. She pulled her leonine face from Alexa's, failing to contain her vocalizations.

“OH FUCK!!!! ALEXA!!!! OH GOD!!!!!!" she wailed, white-knuckling Alexa's horns, riding the very peak of her world-shattering orgasm. Alexa groaned, her mouth wide open as the cusp of her own orgasm crashed through her like a hurricane.

“Oh fuck yeah! Cum for mommy, hun! Mommy's right behind you!" Alexa's hips bucked, her legs twitching as her orgasm hit her hard. She felt her lower lips grip around her fingers, her pussy messing her hand with feminine essence. Her cock filled Cooper's hole with one massive spurt, yet many still to come. It gushed out of Cooper. As the lioness rose off her mate, even more white viscous fluid drooled out of her.

Alexa groaned and let her head hang back, yanking her horns from Cooper's weary fingers. Cooper's spent body collapsed onto Alexa's, and Alexa's member slipped free of Cooper's 'pocket,' springing upward before landing between the lioness's round cheeks. Mid-climax, Alexa's cock continued to fling ropes of virile cum across Cooper's back.

“Oh…fuck…Alexa…" Cooper sighed between breaths, wrapping her arms around Alexa's bulky torso, clinging to her while her body came down from its high. The last of Alexa's sperm lazily leaped from her member. It puddled in the small of Cooper's back, soaking into her fur. Alexa cleared her throat.

“Holy shit, Cooper…" She paused to take a breath. “You're one hell of a good fuck."

“Same…" Cooper replied, sighing. Alexa pulled her hand out of her soggy snatch to pet Cooper lovingly on the head, neither caring how Alexa's feminine juices matted Cooper's head fur.

Alexa turned her head to gaze at Marci and Meredith, both still locked in a frenzied fuck. Marci's face sneered with intense concentration. Meredith…well…she looked like she was barely conscious.

“How's it going over there?" Alexa asked.

“Almosssst there… Sssso closssse." Marci replied. Her body undulated in time with Meredith's body as she forced the bat down on her cocks.

“You got this, hun," Alexa said. “Just…blow inside of her. Shit feels fuckin' fantastic. Totally mind-blowing experience."

Marci let out a tight hiss, her forked tongue slipping from her mouth. Her reptilian eyes clamped shut. Her body, all but her tail, went rigid. She opened her mouth and emitted a shrill hiss of release. Both her members twitched inside Meredith's holes, painting her insides with one long gushing stream of serpentine cum. Then another, and another after that. Meredith quivered, then trembled. She shrieked a high-pitched cry of delight, picking up her surroundings through echolocation. Marci's volume bloated the little bat, and Meredith's flat belly distended until it was forced out of her. The feeling of having her holes burst with her queen's creamy essence was beyond intense. She nearly passed out.

Marci wasn't joking around when she said she'd fill every last one of them. No better word could define Meredith's current state of being than filled.

Marci released a hissing sigh and pulled the bat off of her. Her two cocks slipped free, and with them, a heaping portion of her own seed. It ran over the sides of Marci's serpentine hips and tail, dribbling onto the floor beneath the chair. Meredith might have objected to the mess had she not nearly slipped unconscious. Her limp form dangled in Marci's grasp, and Marci lowered her tail, setting the spent bat down on her side before the coffee table. Reptilian seed leaked from her hole, forming a slowly widening puddle around her legs.

“I think she'll need ssssome time to resssst before she can join the fun again," Marci commented, observing her lover and the puddle she dozed in. Marci turned to look at Luna, who had been watching the two, her head resting on crossed arms.

“My turn?" Luna asked lazily. Charlie was still behind her, his knot tying the two together.

“Of coursssse, my dear." Her slitted eyes snapped to the panting wolf wedged in her pussy. “But he may not join…yet…"

“Yeah, he has to come over here and bury that bone in this kitten over here!" Alexa exclaimed with a mischievous look. A pointed finger gestured to the lioness lounging on her belly. Cooper was happily suckling on one of Alexa's bountiful breasts, the rich, creamy taste of Alexa's milk replenishing her strength.

“Yeah, I'd gladly hand him over if he'd get the fuck off me already." Luna griped. She pressed a black, furry foot to his midsection and pushed her leathery pads against his body, intent on freeing herself. “Get off, you big mutt." She growled, gritting her teeth as his knot tugged on her pussy.

“Luna! Cut it out!" Charlie protested, growling. Both experienced the discomfort of Luna's premature attempt to uncouple before Charlie was ready. “God damn!" He spat. Luna wouldn't relent. She craved Marci's multiple members. She needed to know how it felt to be taken in both holes by one partner.

With a loud *pop!* Charlie was sent falling backward onto the couch, his seed gushing out of Luna and soiling two of the couch's cushions. Luna gasped when her boyfriend-turned-beast suddenly broke free from her sex, leaving her gaping and sticky. “Ow…" she said, letting the sting subside.

She turned her face to him. “Alright, be a good boy and go do to Cooper what you did to me. I'm gonna go get double stuffed." With that, Luna turned her attention back to Marci and extended her claws, clamoring over the armrest to pounce the cobra only a few feet away. Marci's reflexes matched her form, and her tail snatched the jaguar in midair, coiling around the feline.

Luna let out a startled yelp, then struggled impatiently in the cobra's constricting hold. However, Luna's struggles waned as Marci brought the jaguar closer to her face. Luna stared into Marci's cold, reptilian eyes, flanked by her hood and those mesmerizing scales. A dumb smile curled up the sides of her muzzle, and she belonged to the cobra queen.

“My ssssecond plaything." Marci hissed, bestowing the title upon her newest prey. “Let ussss ssssee how you feel on the insssside." Marci lowered the sedated jaguar onto her two pricks, both still rigid from her romp with Meredith and lubricated with her own seed. Luna's tailhole was a bit of a tight fit, but her pussy still gaped from Charlie's knot and readily accepted what the cobra fed her.

“Oh…f-fuck…" Luna whimpered, tears forming in her unblinking eyes.

“Yessss," Marci hissed with triumphant glee. “Feel me fill you, my pet. Feel me complete you."

“Fill me, your majesty." Luna whimpered, nearly choking on her own breath. Her will was even lesser than that of Meredith's. She quickly learned her place.

Charlie panted as he observed the massive snake woman taking his girlfriend as her own. His mate belonged to her now. Even a lust-addled beast such as he could understand that, with time, they would all come under Marci's hypnotic gaze. The funny thing was, he didn't even mind. The concept of every one of his friends, including him, falling to Marci's powers…aroused him. To give himself up, to submit and relinquish one's own will and agency. It was so…intoxicating. He'd be a good puppy for Marci. Yes, he would.

Without thinking, he crawled across the couch toward the cobra, staring into her hood's glamorous, seductive scales.

“Hey! Mutt boy!" Alexa shouted from across the room. An ear-splitting whistle followed the shout, breaking Marci's passive grip over the wolf. Charlie turned his head to face the bovine. Her fingers were still in the corners of her mouth, explaining the shill whistle. “Pay attention; your next lay is waiting for you." She gestured to Cooper with a wave, passing her hand over the lioness's body.

Charlie gazed over Cooper's golden furry body, the downward curve of her back as she lay across Alexa, her perfect ass perked in the air with her tail raised over her back in an arch, matching its curve. The brown tuff of fur dangled above her shoulder blades. Was this the man he sat across from less than an hour ago? It didn't matter; she was all female now. He could smell her, that feminine musk similar to Lunas driving him to mate her. Alexa goaded him on as he slipped off the couch onto his feet.

“Yeah, I see that look in your eye, puppy boy. Come'ere and get some already." She teased.

“Oh my god…" Charlie breathed in disbelief. His tongue bobbed from his panting mouth while his libido swiftly took control of him, faster than Marci and her hood could ever hope to. He pulled up next to the loveseat, where Cooper's feet nestled on the armrest.

Alexa looked down at her former boyfriend and stroked her thumb through Cooper's head fur. “You ready for round two, hun?"

Cooper's mouth detached from her teat as she looked up to meet Alexa's gaze. “Round two?" She asked. Alexa chortled at her mate's blissful ignorance, looking up to see Charlie's hands wrap around Cooper's ankles just in time…

Cooper yelped as Charlie pulled her off her bovine lover, yanking her toward him over the armrest until she slumped over it, legs draping over the sides like curtains. Charlie's eye fell upon the prized displayed between those 'curtains' and pounced.

“Alexa, what the—?!“ Cooper's query ended abruptly when Charlie slid his red rocket deep inside her pre-glazed pocket, replacing her objections with deep, pleasantly surprised moans.

“FUUUUUUCCCKKKK…." She finished, feeling his member slide inside her, knot and all.

Alexa watched the two rut like she might watch a movie, although instead of munching on a buttery bowl of popcorn, she had one of her breasts in her mouth, sucking her own sweet milk from her teat. Her other hand slowly stroked her cock, the enormous meat rising again to her touch.

A stirring in her peripheral vision pulled her attention away from the two, and she turned to see Meredith on the floor, rousing from her post-orgasmic coma.

“Holy shit…" Meredith murmured. “That was… insane…" She wearily pushed her upper body off the floor, her legs still numb from the pounding she took.

“You good down there?" Alexa asked, removing her mouth from her teat to speak.

“Yeah… I just…came…so much…so fucking hard…"

“Sounds like a good time," Alexa said. “Think I'll take my turn with Marci next."

Meredith craned her head to see Marci thrusting Luna up and down on her cocks like a worn cock sleeve, exactly as she'd done to her. Meredith pursed her eyebrows as she realized… she was jealous of the mesmerized jaguar… Marci's hypnotic scales might not have a hold on her at the moment, but they definitely left a mark on her mind. Meredith wondered if that mark would be permanent. If they'd all gradually slip into the roles of Marci's slaves…forever…

She should have never brewed that potion…

Meredith's eyes followed the dribbling strings of cum hanging from Marci's body, down to the chair, down to the floor where it gathered in a puddle. She gazed around the room, noticing the puddle of Charlie's sperm on the couch and the stains saturating the loveseat where the three others were fornicating. Finally, her eyes sunk to the floor around her, where she practically marinated in Marci's mess, all of it once inside her.

She breathed in and let out an exasperated sigh. “You guys are helping me clean this all up tomorrow." She said, a tinge of irritation in her tone.

“Oh, yeah, totally." Alexa agreed. She eyed Cooper and Charlie again, the two frantically fucking like the animals they were. Charlie gave a particularly rough shove into Cooper, and the lioness roared in delight. She lowered her face between Alexa's legs and began feasting on the bovine's sex. Alexa *moo*ed in approval “Oh, fuck yeah, girl… get in there and eat!"

Alexa let her head lie back against the armrest, propping her up. Her eyes shifted to the groggy bat still taking in the consequences of her nefarious actions.

“Hey, don't look so bummed, darling. It's an orgy. We'll figure it all out after. In the meantime, why don't you join in?" The bovine flashed the bat a comforting smirk. “Wanna come up here and ride me?"

Meredith wearily gazed up at the monster cock between Alexa's fingers, and after a few moments of contemplation, she picked herself up, using the coffee table for support.

“Yeah. Fuck it… Why not? After all, tonight is a night for experimenting."