Jeff's Coffee
This was one of three "Quickie TF" commissions I offered up on FA last week. Third one is still in the works.
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Jimmy slapped at his alarm clock roughly, nearly breaking the ancient digital display. Mercifully, the buzzing stopped. The black-haired young man blinked blearily as he rolled over, loathe to leave the warm blankets on such a chilly winter morning. He glanced out the window next to his bed and sighed - there was a thick coating of frost over the glass and, just beyond, the unmistakable whiteness of the winter snow falling.
Still, duty called, and he had to go to work. Muttering under his breath, the 20-something year old swung his legs over the side of the bed and painfully pulled himself upright, until he was standing. Twisting and turning to work the kinks out of his back, Jimmy rubbed his face with his hands and sighed. He did not like winter and always felt chilly. He clenched his toes, feeling the chill of the wooden floor against his bare feet, and quickly found his comfy pink bunny slippers. He headed for the kitchen, clad only in a dirty, sleeveless white undershirt and a pair of button-up boxers.
Coffee. Coffee would solve all his problems. Jimmy ran a hand through his short, tousled hair as he turned on the sink's tap.
Still half-asleep, Jimmy poured the water and loaded the grounds into his cheap little coffeemaker mechanically. He barely opened his eyes - he'd made coffee in worse shape than this hundreds of times. At least it wasn't Monday. Mondays were the worst.
Shifting from foot to foot in his pink slippers, Jimmy waited impatiently for the coffeemaker to get to work. It was a cheap little machine, sure, but it worked fast, and he didn't really care how burnt it tasted as long as he got his caffeine.
The impatient young man didn't bother waiting for the machine to finish. With the jug only half full, he poured a cup and put the pot back, managing to burn his hand in the process. Only a little coffee splashed onto the burner and countertop. A multitude of stains indicated this was not an uncommon feature of Jimmy's morning routine.
The young man staggered into his living room, coffee clenched firmly between his hands. He sipped it slowly and carefully, grimacing at the taste - it was even worse than usual. He flipped on the television to get the weather and traffic reports as he headed back towards his bedroom. Considering he only had a one-room apartment, it wasn't far to go.
"Residents are being urged to avoid any contact with the contaminated water due to serious side effects. For more information, go to the CDC's website..."
Jimmy tuned out the newscaster as he slugged back the rest of the coffee, then turned and headed back to the kitchen for another cup before he showered.
"...caffeine mixing with the contaminated water is producing extraordinarily perverse results in victims... again, officials are urging all residents not to drink or come in contact with any water from the city main due to a contamination..."
Jimmy poured himself another cup and brushed his black hair from his eyes.
"...call the CDC... don't drink... avoid contact... incredibly urgent... water mains shut off until..."
Jimmy downed the cup faster than the first, grimacing and nearly retching at the foul taste. It was definitely worse than normal. He was considering buying a new machine as he poured himself a third cup, this one only half full. There was only so much even a coffee addict like him could take.
He yawned and blinked, feeling himself growing more alert as the caffeine kicked in. He took another gulp as he entered his bedroom, and then reached up to scratch his fuzzy, pointed ear with three blunt fingers.
The coffee mug crashed to the floor, shattering against the floorboards as Jimmy's mind finally began to work. He stared in shock at his hands. His fingers had fused together - the pinky and ring fingers were melded solidly into one larger digit, as were his index and ring fingers. His fingernails were thick and black, giving them an almost hoof-like appearance.
Not only that, but after a quick feel of his ears, he discovered they had not only changed shape, but position. Instead of sitting normally on the side of head, they were higher up and definitely pointed, even covered with a thin layer of fur - fur that was unmistakably growing, along with his short-cropped hair.
Fear spread through him and his heart began to race, only speeding up the chemical reactions occurring in his body. He clutched at his hand with the other, willing them to return to normal, but it was no use.
Thick fur began to sprout from his chin. He raised his paw to clutch at it, trying to pull it away, but it was real. Yanking on it only caused pain. Both hands went to the sides of his face as he felt thick black hair grow around his newly-pointed ears. His hair wasn't that long. Not normally.
"Symptoms include unnatural hair growth, breathing difficulties, and other physical anomalies... experience symptoms, contact emergency services right away..."
Pressing his new three-fingered hands to his face, Jimmy struggled to comprehend what was happening when a wave of dizziness suddenly hit him. He stumbled and nearly fell, but the dizziness was quickly replaced a weird feeling of complacency and pleasure, like something warm was heating up his entire body. For the first time since August, he didn't feel the winter chill. And he liked it.
Fear left him and his mouth went slack as he stared vacantly ahead. Jimmy's nose lengthened considerably, widening from the bridge down. The tip of his nose grew extra large and darkened as his nostrils reshaped themselves. His chin kept pace, jutting out further and further, forming a more animalistic jaw line.
"...reports that hundreds of people are experiencing symptoms... officials are trying to stop reporters..."
He scratched at the top of his head furiously, as best he could with his blunt fingernails. He could feel two hard, bony lumps under the skin and growing fast. They kept pushing and pushing and pushing until he thought he would scream with frustration. The itchiness was maddening.
Jimmy grunted and bent half-over, clutching at his stomach suddenly. He could feel his skin and muscles rippling and his whole body began to shake. He gasped for air as he shook his head wildly, causing his shoulder-length, thick black hair to cascade back and forth. The pulsing, the itching, it was all too much.
Jimmy let out a scream and arched his back, throwing his arms to the sides. His mouth formed an "O" as he screamed, framed by smooth, dark brown fur. He felt something sprout from the top of his head and quickly grow larger and larger. Whatever it was, it was heavy. It wasn't painful, but the pressure had built up inside him unbearably.
As he watched, his chest began to grow larger and larger. He could feel his neck thickening, keeping pace, as muscles began to grow more defined and solid. His wife-beater shirt rapidly filled up and began to stretch across his torso. At the same time, thick brown fur began to travel down his neck and shoulders. Across his chest, it faded to white.
Jimmy reached up and realized he'd grown a massive pair of antlers. The warm, confusing sense of urgency intensified in his belly as he felt the soft fuzz peel away from the antlers at his touch. The itchiness began to abate.
"...problem here in the studio... co-host displaying symptoms... what the hell was that white stuff?"
Realizing what he had to do to find any comfort, Jimmy turned to his bed and lowered his head against the bedpost. He discovered he could easily scrape away the velvet from his new antlers. Not only did it feel good, it relieved more and more of the itchiness that had lit his head on fire.
So intent was he on removing the velvet from his antlers, he barely realized how much more his body was changing. His chest, already having swelled hugely, was continuing to grow, thickening up by the moment. His tight shirt strained to contain his furry pectorals as his skin tightened, creating perfect valleys and mountains. An eight-pack of tight muscles formed his abdomen. Across his back, more muscles rippled beneath his new fur coat.
The changes accelerated as they spread lower. His boxers strained to contain his much thicker hips. A fluffy tail popped out the backside and brushed against his lower back. As the fur spread lower and lower, so did the muscle growth. His thighs swelled, thicker and thicker, while the front of the boxers could barely contain a growing, thickening male sheath and testicles.
Jimmy finally straightened up, having managed to relieve himself of the itchy velvet coating his antlers, though he'd destroyed his bedpost, a pillow, and a quarter of his mattress in the process. It was worth it. He stretched hugely as he felt his body grow and change further, the warm feelings in his gut and chest only intensifying. The pleasure he felt was growing exponentially - what had started as a slight buzz was becoming a thunderous roar.
"...trying to continue broadcast... studio being evacuated as we speak... thousands of reports of people drinking contaminated water... spreading infection through bodily fluids..."
Jimmy shuddered as he felt his sheath, already several times larger than he used to be even when erect, rip through the button fly of his boxers. Inch after inch of thick deer-sheath shoved free of the boxers, still flaccid. The head of his oversized cock was already stretching the skin of the sheath as both grew and grew. His balls swung below, long enough to push their way out the left leg of the tight undies, so that the skin was stretched and taut, making it all even more sensitive for the rapidly changing former human.
The deer groaned as his sheath suddenly twitched, visibly pulling back and releasing. A massive length of thick cock pushed out of the sheath slowly, crawling free slowly an inch every few seconds. His legs nearly buckled, but the newfound strength of his bulging thighs and calves was more than enough to support his massive new weight.
Jimmy leaned his head back and moaned delightedly as the pleasure intensified around his groin and chest. His hair was even longer now, almost halfway down his backside. He pushed his thick fingers against his hard, huge pecs as a dopey grin spread across his new muzzle. He wasn't quite sure what had happened or why, but he knew he liked it. A lot.
The male deer's neck had nearly disappeared by now, swallowed up by the massive muscles of his shoulders and chest. His shirt wrapped against his furry body like a second skin, clearly outlining his nipples and the broad swells of his pecs. Thick pit fur stuck out around his biceps, which were fatter and thicker than his head, even bigger than his thighs. Overall, the deer looks slightly top-heavy.
"...something... happening... I'm changing... oh God..."
Jimmy reached down and gripped his massive shaft with both blunt hands. The touch sent a shock of pleasure through his body and the warmth turned into a heat. The roar of pleasure sent blood rushing throughout his body, making him dizzy for an entirely different reason. As the thick, spongy, nearly two-foot-long cock hardened, thick dribbles of white cum began to pump from the tip. Jimmy flexed his body, exhilarating in his swollen, powerful muscles as he gripped himself tightly, until the veins in his massive, round biceps stood out starkly against his fur.
The deer's balls throbbed, growing larger with every beat, until his boxers simply tore down the sides and floated away. His testicles immediately pulled up, before dropping back down, hanging almost to his knees. The muscles in his calves and thighs went taut as more sticky jets of cum began to pump furiously from his aching shaft.
The burning sensation did not abide. If anything, it was intensifying. Already the puddles of deer-cum on the floor were more than enough for a month's worth of his normal ejaculate, but his cock still kept going - and at this point, he wasn't even touching himself!
Pleasure was all the deer could feel as he pushed his blunt fingers through his thick, luxurious hair. He probed the base of his antlers and lifted an arm, sniffing his armpit. He smelled incredibly virile and masculine - the scent spurred on an extra thick jet of cum to spurt from the tip of his massive erection.
Jimmy groaned loudly and leaned an arm against the wall, standing at a slight angle so he could push his hips out. His ass clenched as he thrust forward, painting the wall white in moments as he continued to cum. His massive testicles continued to swell, each fuzzy ball soon increasing to more than twice the size of his own head. Jimmy's cock, however, remained the same size, about two feet long and half as thick.
The deer shuddered as he ran a few fingers down the length, which was pointing at the wall at a 30-degree angle. Rivulets of thick, pungent cum ran down the plaster and onto the wooden floorboards, pooling deliciously around his large, bare feet. His fingernails slid across the fat veins crossing the oversized length, making him moan once more.
"...live from sister station... host was struck by sudden illness... reports say infection is under control... danger passed..."
All this pleasure, and he hadn't even stroked himself. Not once. Realizing this, he straightened up and turned around, so he could lean backwards against the wall. The plaster crunched under his weight, but he ignored it as he slowly, reverently wrapped both hands around the base of his massive erection. Despite having fewer fingers, they were more than large enough to get a firm grip around three-quarters or so of his thickness, which was still quite spongy and soft, despite being fairly hard. The thick, broad head, especially, looked plump and warm.
The constant orgasmic pleasure flared inside him as he gripped himself. He almost let go as his balls throbbed faster, forcing cum to jet from the tip, landing almost four feet away from him. But he maintained, and slowly began to drag his hands up the length of his cock.
He didn't manage to get halfway before he collapsed. His legs went right out from under him, feet already slick from the puddles of cum, and he landed hard on his rump and paws. Jimmy's cock hardened considerably, thickening and growing just that little touch more, until he could feel the erection down to the very root of the thing.
Fat loads of semen shot from the tip as Jimmy leaned back, chest heaving as he took great gulps of air that forced his massive chest to grow even larger. The orgasm intensified, until he could hardly stand it and began to moan constantly, unable to help himself. His cock, pointing slightly away from his body, rained cum down over his legs and feet, quickly coating the dark brown fur with sticky white seed.
It was only several minutes later when he was able to recover enough to unsteadily get to his feet. His cock continued to spurt thick globs and strings of white cum, pulsing constantly.
"...new reports urge calm... phone lines to city unavailable... military being mobilized as precaution according to officials..."
Jimmy's muzzle broke into a wide grin as he stared down at his pulsing, throbbing cock. Veins pulsed as he flexed his arms, experiencing a slight uptick in the pleasure generated by his ongoing, never-ending orgasm as he did. His taut abdominals sucked in as he shot a jet across the room. Even thinking about how good this felt made him feel even better, and once more his knees buckled. Falling forward this time, his knees cracked the floorboards as his large frame landed heavily.
His massive testicles flattened against the cool floor, providing some slight relief to his aching body. He took several deep breaths, trying to keep it together, but it was no use. His new, hyper-muscular body was simply too over-sexed. Without thinking, the massive deer wrapped both thick hands around his cock and began to pump.
The intensity of the orgasm ratcheted up, surpassing anything else he'd felt up to that point. Unable to breathe, the deer could only squeeze and stroke as his head tipped back, until his massive antlers rubbed against his lower back. Jimmy's enormous shaft, hard as steel, blasted out more and more cum. The slit at the head of his cock expanded, growing as the flow of semen thickened. It was like one massive jet of cum flying from his cockhead, rocketing across the room and splattering against the wall and window.
His urethra expanded as his swollen balls went into overdrive, growing even larger and fuller thanks to his drastically changed physiology. He began to shake as the blast went on over twenty seconds... then thirty... his cock shook back and forth, coating nearly the entire wall with sticky cum... finally, after an almost heart-stopping 45 seconds, Jimmy was able to take in one huge breath.
Of course, the mere act of breathing, which caused his huge chest to tighten and expand, was more than enough to spike the slightly-lowered pleasure emanating from his incredibly huge cock. His massive erection sent another thick blast of male seed across the room.
After that, things quieted down... Jimmy was able to rip his hands away from his cock, but was unable to resist the urge to lick them clean. He had never before tasted anything as delicious as his own seed, and it was with greed in his eyes that he began to scoop handfuls of his spooge from the wooden floor straight into his open muzzle.
Rivulets of cum ran down his arms and biceps as he lifted his three-fingered hands above his head. He let the seed drip into his open mouth and licked his lips clean after each drop hit.
"...still spreading... mass evacuations... water supplies already infected across state... hot in here, or is it just me?"
Jimmy's breath came in short bursts. He dropped to his side, luxuriating in the warmth still burning tirelessly inside his body. Cum plastered his fur to his skin, and he rolled onto his belly and chest. His cock pushed out between his legs behind him, squeezed by his muscular thighs. His heavy balls wrapped over the shaft at the base as it continued to steadily pumped out thick cum. He licked the floor, feeling incredibly dirty as he did so, but once again, feeling anything at all set off his massively engorged cock.
Heavy sprays of seed pumped from t he tip as he humped the floor, making the cockhead drag across the slippery, wet floor. Cum was draining by now, trickling down the radiators and into the vents. His nose twitched as he caught the scent of cum - not just his own, but of others.
Jimmy rolled over, which let his cock swing up in a huge arc and slap meatily down against his huge chest, landing squarely between his enormous pectorals. A gush of cum splashed against the underside of his large muzzle and he shuddered with delight. He could smell them now... the others... in every other apartment in the building.
Smells and noises drifted through the walls and ventilation. They were there... he could smell them... sense them... hear the moans and grunts...
His swollen cock jerked rapidly as thick splashes of seed rained down over his chest, his never-ending orgasm still continuing, unabated, unfulfilled, but constantly pleasurable. Jimmy lurched to his feet, cock swinging wildly back and forth. He didn't bother with the doorknob of his apartment's door. He simply crushed through it, knocking it aside as though it were nothing, and stomped down the hallway. His antlers left scratches in the ceiling; his cock left a trail of seed on the floor; his shoulders put dents into the walls.
Behind him, in what used to be his apartment, the television continued to issue warnings.
"...national state of emergency... don't know how much longer... entire country, possibly world... oh, God, it feels so good..."