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The planet Elra was on the edge of known space. It was just starting to transition from being a colony to a full fledged world. This seemed to bring out a resurgence in the wild side of Elra's inhabitants. As if they were having one last party before the colony became a proper civilized world. From orbit City 59 looked much like the other forty-eight cities that dotted the surface of Elra. Planned cities were designed and built not long after the first colonists arrived. Over time each of the cities began to vary slightly from the ground level, even with almost identical layouts of streets, districts, and other infrastructure.

But City 59 was an exception in some ways. The roads and prefabricated buildings were dropped into place like everywhere else on Elra when Construction began, but something about it being the last colonial city quickly asserted itself in the culture as young adults moved into their new homes. As the city expanded it diverged from the set plan of its sister cities, adapting to grow more organically with the geography. This led to a shuffling of the planned city districts.

Just on the border between the massive apartment blocks of District 7 and the industrial zone of District 9 of City 59 was Club Arclight. The building had started as a warehouse in the early years of the city, used to store construction materials while establishing the city. As large as the structure was, by modern standards it was considered small for a warehouse. An enterprising promoter turned the abandoned building into one of the hottest clubs outside of downtown. Arclight took advantage of its location and was as loud and wild as it could be, even by City 59 standards. People came from every district of the city to let loose and have fun every night.

Torill Bolstad was one of those people, though it had been a while since she was at Arclight. You could say she was recovering, or at least adjusting to the recent change in her life. Torill stepped off the tram line along with several other people intent on hitting up Arclight that night. As she walked the short distance from the tram stop to the club, her smile only grew wider. Torill had plans for tonight.

Torill was a long time fan of the streamer Laz0n-911. She enjoyed watching a cute girl play video games, so it was worth a couple of credits every month to support her. Torill became an even bigger fan after watching the stream where Laz0n-911 and her secret boyfriend were transformed on stream by some unknown Iksar. Torill wasn't even mad about the boyfriend bit, after all G-Mickey was pretty damn cute too. The streaming show continued, only getting better in Torill's opinion. When Laz0n-911 offered their platinum tier sponsorship with the opportunity to undergo the same transformation, Torill immediately dumped the credits she had been saving for a rainy day into that. And it was worth it.

The process had felt amazing, not to mention getting boned by her idol then pounding her co-host while thousands watched. Just thinking back on it made Torill hard. Her performance as Candledance8086 was still getting talked about, making her a minor celebrity in her apartment block at least. However, Torill doubted anyone would recognize her tonight at Arclight. When she went clubbing Torill preferred a classic goth look. The ancient fashion style had a bit of a resurgence on Elra over the last few years.

She was wearing heavy makeup, and dyed her hair black for the night. She was dressed in a Skirt and corset, both of which were adorned with black bows. Then there were her shoes, the largest platform heel leather boots she could find. The only change Torill had made to her outfit since her transformation was replacing the black lace panties with a black satin jockstrap. It felt great the way it cradled her cock and balls while she walked, and the naughty feeling of having her ass fully exposed was exhilarating. However, it wasn't like you could tell what she was wearing while her skirt was down.

Although Torill stood out, she wasn't the only goth girl looking to get into Arclight tonight. She made her way to the line at the front door of Arclight. The bright flashing lights inside spilled out through the opaque windows and the pounding beat of the base could be felt as much as heard. Torill wasn't waiting in line long as the bouncer recognized her and waved her over.

Steve had the look of a classic bouncer. Two meters tall, a neck as thick as the average guy's thigh, enough muscles to intimidate a bear, and a shaved head. Along with his natural abilities, Steve had sprung for a cybernetic arm. He kept it well clean and polished hoping it would further deter idiots.

“Torill, it's been a while. I was wondering if you were coming back." Steve gave a friendly smile.

As rough as he looked and as serious as he took his job, he was a people person at heart.

“You know I love this club, Steve. I just needed a couple of days off, that's all."

“Days off? I thought I was the one who worked here." Steve laughed before motioning to the door with his head, “Head on in."

“Thanks Steve!" she patted his cybernetic arm before heading into the club.

The sights, the sounds, and even the smells washed over Torill and she smiled. As the music pounded all around her, she just felt so at home in the club. She was going to have a good night, Torill just needed to find the right partner. Normally she would hit the bar up first and get something sweet and strong, but right now she wasn't thirsty. Not for booze at least. As Torill walked towards one of the many dancefloors she saw several couples in various stages of undress and actively making out, sucking, or outright fucking. That kind of thing didn't fly in the downtown clubs, but at Arclight it was all just part of the ambiance.

Torill needed a partner. Ever since she had given up her pussy for a cock she had felt so strong and assertive. Torill didn't exactly feel less feminine, but she was done being the passive one when it came to sex. She was more than fine finding a potential partner and taking the first step. Man or woman, that didn't matter, as long as they were sexy. Torill wasn't sure which would be more exciting, giving a fellow woman a big swinging cock like her own, or pounding a guy until he grew a pussy. Some people said this was a curse, but if that was true, why did it feel so good and so right when she stood in front of the mirror?

The thought of sharing this so-called curse made her cock twitch inside its cloth hammock. Torill's eyes scanned the bodies writhing to the music on the dancefloor. For her first night back at Arclight she wanted someone special. Not just any club goer, they needed to be perfect. Just as the DJ switched to a new song, her eyes settled on a man dancing apparently by himself.

Sam Okawa was in his own world as his body flowed like water to the music. He needed this night out like he needed food and water. Sam worked as an in-house programmer and software engineer for a major financial organization. He'd been practically locked in his company's secured office for the past week ironing out some critical flaws in their new internal data storage architecture. Sam was forced to eat and catch what little sleep he could in the office for fear of even the whisper of the situation getting out before it could be corrected.

When the flaws were all fixed and he was finally done and released to the outside world, the first thing Sam did was take a long hot shower. The next thing was getting dressed and heading down to Arclight. He had the next week off from work, and a load of overtime credits in his account. What better way for Sam to kick off his vacation than by enjoying a night at the club. He was dressed in black slacks so tight they were nearly painted on and an equally tight shirt that reflected the ever changing lights of the club. Sam's outfit showed off his lithe but well toned body he managed to maintain in spite of his rather sedentary job.

He got a few looks from those on the dance floor, but they seemed too intimidated by his dancing to approach Sam. Or at least, all but one. Lost in the buzz of the drinks he had downed before hitting the floor, Sam failed to notice the goth woman working her way towards him across the dance floor. At least until she was right in front of him. Sam blinked and jumped back slightly, But Torill smiled and reached out for his hands, pulling him back close before she started to dance. Sam hadn't planned on any companionship, but he certainly wasn't going to say no to it. He caught back up to the beat and started to dance with Torill.

As the music blared through Arclight, the pair were focused intently on each other, matching moves as they grew closer in sync. Sam was impressed at how well the goth could keep up, doubly so in her boots. The song changed, but the pair just skipped a beat and kept dancing. Sam didn't notice the jealous looks from others on the dance floor, but Torill did.

You had your chance, he's mine. Maybe if you're lucky he'll stick around for more fun after we're done. She mused as she slid her body up against his.

Before the third song had even started, lips were pressing against each other in lingering kisses. Sam's interest was obvious though his tight pants, but between her skirt and confining jock strap Torill's was kept hidden. Wanting to surprise her partner, she turned around and ground her ass up against her partner's stiff cock.

If Sam wasn't already interested in taking things off the dance floor, he sure as hell was now. Sam offered no resistance as Torill pushed him across the dance floor and into a small alcove. Eyes and bodies followed, hoping for a good show.

It was almost like Sam was under some kind of spell. He knew what kind of things happened in Arclight, but he had never been pulled into an alcove before. The though of just going at it where everyone could see him had filled the young man with embarrassment before. This was more than just booze and good music, there was something on the air, maybe a scent she was wearing. Sam wasn't sure, and at this point he didn't care as he was slammed against the wall of the alcove. Torill's tongue danced with his as a hand reached down and squeezed the obvious bulge straining his slacks.

Not bad for a slim guy, too bad he's going to lose it. She thought as she stroked him through the thin cloth.

Sam moaned and bucked his hips forward. She broke the kiss and with a wicked smile forced his pants down past his ass. Torill gripped his shaft and started to stroke it while locking her darkly shadowed eyes with her chosen partner. There were a few chuckles from the crowd as they watched Sam get exposed, but most were just intently watching to see what would happen next. Torill then leaned in close, her black lips brushing against his ear.

“Hey," Torill whispered just loud enough to be heard over the music, “have you ever cum hands free before?"

“W-what? What do you-" Sam was cut off when she nipped at his ear lobe.

Sam gasped, surprised and excited by the love bite, Then in a flash, the young man was turned around and pressed against the wall of the alcove. He wasn't the only one surprised given the surprised gasps from the crowd. Looking back over his shoulder San saw Torill lifting up her skirt and freeing her very hard cock from the jockstrap. He was stunned. Sam had heard a few rumors after being let out from the office, but he had just written it off as another datanet hoax. Now a woman with a very real and rather large cock was standing right behind him.

The crowd went wild when the goth chick unsheathed her sword. Some had heard rumors about the transformations, others had seen the clips. Nothing prepared them to see it right in front of their faces at the club. Regardless, no one was leaving at this point.

The young man couldn't form words as he stared at the shaft being illuminated by the flashing lights of the club. As surprised as Sam was, there was a tingle in the back of his mind that was excited, like an itch that needed to be scratched. He was so lost in sorting out these new feelings that Sam didn't even realize what was happening as she pushed his back down to present his bare ass. He snapped back into reality when he felt Torill slap her hard cock several times against his ass.

“Hey wait a second!" Sam called out in a shaky voice. “ I've never tried this…"

It was unclear if Torill was ignoring Sam or just didn't hear him. Either way, the pre-slicked head of her cock was quickly pressing against his virgin hole. He cried out, but Torill kept a tight grip on his hips as she forced her way in. Although they were hardly the only couple publicly fucking, the unusual nature of it all drew attention to them. Torill smiled as she felt the eyes on her.

This is even better than streaming! That's right, all of you watch the show, you won't believe how it will end! She grinned like a mad woman as she sunk deeper into him

The crowd pushed in closer, and seemed to be growing. The air was growing thick with sexual energy as the show continued.

“Yeah! Fuck his ass!" One of the men shouted.

“Go deeper!" Someone else shouted as they slid their hand over their own crotch.

“Make that bitch moan!" A woman shouted as she slapped the rear of her own date.

Sam was losing his mind. He both wanted to fight, but at the same time wanted to give into the hot goth chick currently claiming his ass. Sam's own cock was dripping onto the floor as he bit his lip. Torill could feel her partner wavering and giving into her cock. Her smile grew wider as she finally sank in completely. Feeling Sam pushing back against her, Torill knew he was ready for it. Gripping his hips tightly she began to thrust in and out. All around her she could feel the eyes on her, and hear their cheering over the music. Wrapped up in all of that she didn't notice what was happening to her body.

It started with Torill's ears. At first the tips started to elongate then the entire ear grew larger as the shape started to shift becoming less human by the second. The now large triangular ears were quickly covered in fine black fur. They shifted position on Torill's head, twitching as they pushed through her black hair. The back of her skirt lifted up slowly, but those watching were given more than just a view of Torill's ass, as a new appendage forced its way out of her body. The tail was soon covered in long black fur giving her the distinctive tail of a fox.

There were more shouts and gasps from the crowd, but Kerri stared with hushed attention. She could feel her pussy leaking from the excitement as she watched Sam get railed by a goth girl's dick. More than a part of Kerri wished she was the one getting pounded into the wall. The rest of her wished she too had a big fat cock and a beautiful tail.

Patches of black fur started to crop up on her exposed skin. Torill didn't notice, her eyes were closed as she enjoyed herself. She did notice a sudden tightness in her corset. She fumbled with one hand to open the clasps on the front of the corset. As it fell free those watching let out a gasp. Not at Torill's exposed chest, but the addition of two more pairs of breasts swelling out from her chest

Blaise licked his lips as he watched the second and third pairs of breasts fill out and be covered by smooth shiny black fur. He had always been a breast man, and the thought of cuddling against all six of those mounds was almost too much for him to take, almost. Blaise shifted his legs, trying to deal with the now very uncomfortable hard on in his pants.

Through all of this, Sam was mewling and moaning, his body being pushed in a way it never had before. He let out a loud cry as his prostate had all it could take and his cock fired off ropes of cum onto the floor. Sam wasn't given any chance to recover, however, because Torill wasn't done yet.

Torill's eyes were shut tight as the front of her face stretched and grew out into a vulpine muzzle. It was quickly covered with black fur, like the rest of her body. As she slammed repeatedly into her partner, Torill could feel something happening to her cock. With each thrust it was becoming less human. Though hard to see while in use, those paying close attention could see a thick knot starting to form at the base.

As Sam's cock continued to leak out dribbles of cum, it started to shrink. Not simply go limp but decrease in size. Not just his cock but his balls as well. Before long they were pulled into his body leaving an empty sack behind. But more than just Sam's genitals were going through a change. Patches of white fur started to appear as his ears began to grow larger. As what was once Sam's cock settled into its new position as a clit, a long thick white bushy tail brushed against Torill's lower breasts.

Tegan wrapped her arms tightly around her upper body. The biorhythm dress she was wearing had shifted to a deep red and was pulsating with every beat of her heart as she watched. The though of pounding her boyfriend's ass until his cock became a pussy was exciting enough, but the idea of the rest of her body changing, growing fur and a tail was beyond exciting. Was this show Tegan was watching a one time only event, or could she be invited in to take on a more pleasing form as well?

Sam's tail teasing her breasts seemed to be the last bit of stimulation Torill needed. With one final thrust she slammed her knot deep into Sam and pumped him full of her cum. They both cried out, their cries a blend of human and vulpine. Sam now resembled a white anthropomorphic fox. He appeared mostly male, apart from his rounded hips and new pussy. Torill on the other hand was a black fox, who was now sporting three pairs of breasts, and a vulpine cock firmly buried in her partner's ass.

Sam panted, still trying to understand what exactly had happened. He stared at his hand, now covered in white fur and tipped with small claws. Looking down at his body he could see his new sex, but couldn't quite believe it, even when he gently inspected his slit. Sam was then pulled up straight by Torill.

'Mmmm." she sighed into his large ear, “You look so much better now."

“Y-yeah?"

“Oh yeah…" she reached down and started to finger his pussy. “And once I can pull out, we'll break in your new bitch parts."

Sam shuddered, as much from her words as the stimulation.

The trance that held the crowd was seemingly broken. A few edged away, retreating back into the club or perhaps leaving, others milled around, trying to sort out what the hell they had just watched. Others stayed close by watching with needy eyes as Torill and Sam made out.

***

Across the club in a different alcove Ssevara smirked. She had enjoyed the show, even as she was engaged in a bit of her own fun. On her lap a young woman named Giselle was moaning loudly.

“Fuck! Your cock is the best I've ever had!" She cried out over the music as she slammed down.

It will also be the last you ever have, at least in your pussy. Ssevara mused as she played with Giselle's panties in her hand. But, you already know that.

The cursed Iksar had been on this planet now for several weeks. It was a bit of an unintended vacation due to circumstances outside her control. However, Ssevara was enjoying herself. More than a few people had even actively approached her after her surprise appearance on Laz0n-911's stream. Ssevara was happy to oblige them, and in the end they all seemed happy with their improvements after she was done.

Ssevara heard about Arclight from posters and overheard conversations and decided it would be a nice diversion for the evening. She had no problems getting into the club. Whether it was from some kind of celebrity status or fear, the bouncer let her right in. It was warm and slightly humid inside from the crowd of people drinking and dancing the night away. Her eyes scanned the crowd as she sipped a drink, wondering who her next partner would be.

An Iksar in Arclight was noticed by everyone, but for one it was more than just a curious glance. Giselle had been shown a few clips from the now infamous Laz0n-911 stream, and had been obsessed ever since. But who knows what is real these days on the datanet? She started to follow the streamer, hoping to catch another glimpse of the exotic Iksar. The show was interesting and Giselle had watched several platinum tier members transform live, However the special guest did not make a second appearance. But now, here she was, standing near the dancefloor with a drink in hand.

Giselle drained her own drink and walked across the dancefloor. Several patrons tried to start dancing with her, but she brushed past them. Giselle had a single goal. Her approach was soon noticed by Ssevara. From the look in the young woman's eyes she had some idea what she wanted.

“It's you, from the stream." it wasn't a question.

“Yes, can I help you? Are you looking for a dance partner?" Ssevara smiled slightly before sipping her drink.

“Something like that." Giselle took a deep breath, “I saw what you did to her and, and I want it for myself."

Ssevara's smile shifted to a smirk. “Do you now?"

“Please! I can pay you, I have plenty of credits!"

Ssevara laughed. “Keep your credits, I'm just looking for some fun with an attractive partner." She placed a hand on Giselle's shoulder. “The 'please' was enough."

“You, you will? I mean I…" Giselle was flustered, not fully believing all she had to do was ask.

“My only question is, do you want me to fuck you here in the club, or somewhere more private?"

Giselle went up on her toes and kissed Ssevara firmly. “I don't want to wait a second more than I have to. Give me a cock, now please!"

Ssevara pulled her over to a free alcove. Even though Giselle was more than willing, A dose of venom removed any inhibitions Giselle had left. The bite surprised her, so much so she barely even registered the two needle-like fangs sinking into her bare shoulder. But Giselle didn't have any time to ponder it before she was pressed against Ssevara, madly kissing her. The young woman almost tore open Ssevara's pants to get to her cock.

After a few licks and kisses to get the Iksar fully hard, Giselle slipped her panties off from under her skirt and straddled her partner's lap. Ssevara's lifted her up easily and guided her cock into the human's hot and wet pussy. Giselle needed no further encouragement as she slammed down hard on the shaft. She was now riding Ssevara's cock hard, moaning with pure lust as she slammed down on the hard shaft. The fact that she was being watched by the people in the club didn't even register, all that mattered was getting off.

Ssevara had no complaints as she enjoyed Giselle's ride, but her mind was not completely on her partner. Seeing the further transformations meant the curse was starting to get a foothold on the planet outside of her own efforts. Looking back to her current partner she wondered what was in store for Giselle beyond a cock.

Ssevara gripped her partner's hips tightly and started to pull her down with more force. The curse would have started to spread with her venom, and the Iksar very much wanted to finish while Giselle still had a pussy. She could feel the hot passage starting to grow tighter, a warning but a pleasurable one. The young woman gripped her partner's shoulders tightly, Giselle's nails almost digging into her scales then with one final drop she nearly screamed as her orgasm exploded. Ssevara moaned as her cock was milked for her seed.

Giselle nearly passed out. She didn't even register the Iksar pulling out. The young woman rested her head against Ssevara's flat chest as she tried to regain her wits. Giselle stirred, shifting her legs. She could feel something happening in and around her sex, as well as something shifting inside her abdomen. Giselle wasn't sure if it was the beat of the music or her heart, but something was pulsing inside of her. In between her legs her labia began to fold together and close up while her clit grew firmer and started to swell.

Even though she was still recovering from her last climax, Giselle felt hornier than ever. She let out a gasp as her balls dropped into the freshly made sack. The young woman reached down and wrapped her hand around the rapidly expanding shaft.

“Oh god! It's real! It's happening!" Giselle moaned as she started to stroke her cock.

Distracted by the growing cock in her hands, Giselle didn't notice her ears growing longer and pointing at the tip, nor the fine gray hairs that soon covered them. As she stroked her cock furiously the back of her skirt was lifted up by a tail, showing off her round ass to the club. Giselle closed her eyes and lifted her head back. With her chest pressed forward it was obvious when her tank top started to fill out with two more pairs of round swelling breasts, the lowest of her three pairs of breasts slipped out for everyone to see.

Patches of gray fur stared to spread across her exposed skin while her ears shifted to the top of her head. As she stroked her cock the shape and color started to change, become pink and tapered while at the base a canine knot began to form.

“Oh god! I'm almost there!" She growled.

Giselle's teeth had grown longer and sharper, clearly visible as she panted and growled. She grew annoyed as her clothing rubbed against the coat of gray fur that now covered most of her body. With her free hand, Giselle tore the tank top from her chest, revealing all six of her breasts to the club. Her huge canine cock practically glistened under the ever shifting colored lights.

Throwing back her head Giselle cried out, her scream shifting to a howl as her cock fired off its first load. Her mouth and face stretched and warped as she howled, stretching into a lupine muzzle. Her transformation and first male climax complete, Giselle would have fallen over if Ssevara hadn't caught her. She steadied herself as she came far enough out of the lust to comprehend what had happened to her.

The cock she had expected. She wanted to replace her pussy and she had gotten that wish with interest. However the wolf-like features she hadn't bargained on. Yet as she ran her claw tipped fingers over all six of her fur covered breasts, Giselle came to appreciate her new form. She stood up from Ssevara's lap and removed her skirt. Why bother with clothes when she had such beautiful fur.

Looking around she saw the stunned, and in many cases horny, faces of the crowd that had gathered around the alcove. A wolfish grin spread across Giselle's muzzle.

“Is anyone else up for a little change?" She called out over the music.

Some of those watching took off running, but not all. Whether they were frozen with surprise, too curious to turn away, or honestly interested in Giselle's offer, who could say?

Ssevara smirked to herself As she stood up. She needed another drink after all of that. As she made her way towards a bar she saw the pair of foxes had moved onto other partners.

Things are going to get very interesting very soon here. I wonder if I should stay here a little longer and watch, or get off planet before someone decides I need to be taught a lesson?

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Writing by Syntaxerror37

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