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The summer state fair was a busy time of the year. Open from 7 AM until midnight. It was already 11 PM though, and although many people had left, there was still a decent crowd, enough that people still had to occasionally push and shove to get to the attractions they wanted to see. Ashley and Jeremy were two people in this crowd. They had the money to go see just about everything, and although most places were closed with it being as late as it was, there were still a few places open, including a large purple tent that advertised itself as a fortuneteller. It wasn't a very popular place, although that might have been part in due to its location away from the more popular attractions. That, and despite however many lights lit up the fairgrounds, it still looked incredibly dark inside the purple tent, and all around it. There were flames that lit the outside of the tent, but it was as if even the light stayed away from the flames themselves.

"We've been almost everywhere except here." Ashley said with four large bags around her arms, various tote bags with things from other stands in the fair, nothing extravagant, just small things that added up in large bags. Ashley was a slightly chubby woman with wide hips and a large chest, as well as blue dyed hair with pink highlights. "It's a free reading tarot reading too."

"I don't believe in that kind of stuff." Jeremy commented. His frame was almost like Ashley's, wide hips and a little chubby, but not quite as big. "They're always so broad that they can never be wrong. It's always something about money, or some big event, they never describe it in nearly enough detail." Jeremy carried two bags with him as well, although they were full of large things.

Just as Jeremy finished, a man with short brown hair left the tent with his blue eyes on the ground, and fingers scratching his very short hair in confusion. He had a frown on his face, and he was clearly focused more on his thoughts than what was in front of him. He muttered something about a future weight problem as he walked away.

Jeremy watched the man with almost just a confused look on his own face. He could only have assumed the man had other problems to worry about besides a fortune. Either way, as there was no line to wait for, it was now Ashley and his turn, so the pair walked into the tent and into the darkness.

While the entryway was dark, the inner folds of the tent themselves were lit with two blue fires at the doorway. The torches barely lit up any of the room. A short wooden table stood in the center, as well as a creature sitting behind it. The creature had a hood on that glowed various odd symbols of different colors, and while the creature didn't look fat, they were wider than average. The hood hid the creature's face very well, but not the white furry stubby paws that poked out from the sleeves. "Come, sit." The creature instructed in a womanly voice.

Jeremy was surprised at the sudden appearance of the creature and flames that lit up the tent. The tent was so small that he knew those flames should have allowed him to see inside the tent, yet he couldn't. Even as he turned around to look back outside, he saw nothing but darkness. The entryway to the tent wasn't that big either, which just made it a little eerie. He was hesitant, but he took a seat in the wooden chair.

Ashley took a seat in the second wooden chair beside Jeremy. She looked back at the blue flames and watched them dance. "How did you make them blue like that?" she couldn't help but ask. She noticed the lack of light they produced as well, and as she put her hand closer to one, she also noticed a lack of heat.

"It's simply how they are where I'm from." The creature replied. The creature held up a deck in one small hand. With a flick of their wrist, the cards flew from one hand, over her head, straight to the other hand, and then back over her head to the first hand again. The creature set the cards on the table, and then began to shuffle them around haphazardly, though despite how recklessly they treated the cards, not one slipped out of her grasp, or revealed itself to the couple. "Who am I telling their fortune to first?"

Jeremy and Ashley turned towards each other in unison at the question. "Go ahead babe." Jeremy said with a casual shrug of his shoulders. "I know you believe in this stuff more than I do." He was slightly impressed by the show that the fortuneteller was putting on, though he'd never admit it.

Ashley smiled at Jeremy and gave a nod. She turned back to the fortuneteller and put her elbows on the wooden table. "Before we continue, uh...what should we call you?"

"Ma'am will do fine." The creature said as she shuffled the cards one more time before she put the pile right in front of herself onto the table. The back of the cards were as brown as the table they sat on, though each one glowed with a single symbol. A symbol that, if one looked on the creature's robes, would find a matching symbol on them. Each card had a different glowing symbol on it.

Ashley stared down at the cards. She noticed the symbols on the back of the cards, and it made her wonder if the creature dealing the cards was cheating and knew what was on the other side of those cards, but she didn't want to upset the fortuneteller. Having her fortune told was all just in good fun, and free. "Okay ma'am. Can you please tell me my future?" she asked, her hands grasped onto each other as her elbows were placed onto the creaky wooden table.

With a nod underneath the hood, the fortuneteller picked up the first card. She flipped it over, and revealed a cartoonish looking barbell. "Your first attribute is strength. Not your best attribute, but strong enough to carry 600 pounds easily."

Ashley looked down at the barbell with a tilt of her head. While the symbols on the cards, the tent, and even the woman herself were all cryptic, the picture of the barbell was very cartoonish. Even the center bar itself was bent in a small arc shape. "Uh...is this the future, or is this who I'm supposed to be? Because I can tell you, I could not lift that much weight, at all." Ashley didn't want to refer to her own frame. Sure she wasn't the fattest person, but she wasn't the thinnest either, let alone the most fit. "Is it upside down? If so, that would make a lot more sense."

Jeremy couldn't help but laugh at the card. It wasn't that he wanted to insult his girlfriend, more that to call her strong enough to lift so much weight was unbelievable. "Ashley's stronger than she says she is, but 600 pounds? Almost no human can lift THAT!"

The fortuneteller rolled her eyes, hidden underneath the robe. "Moving on." She ignored Ashley's questions, and completely ignored Jeremy's comment. She flipped over three more cards, one at a time. One card was that of a couch and a fat wolf sleeping on it, indicated by the white Z's over its head. Another was the butt of an anthro skunk, one that ripped a fart. The third and final one was a whip, each card, cartoonish in its own manner. "Lazy, smelly, dominant, these are your other attributes. Dominance appears to be your main attribute, capable of dominating far more than you even possibly realize."

Ashley grimaced at the other cards. "Okay, that's enough of that." It was one thing to be called strong, it was almost silly to be called that, but also a compliment. To be called so many other things though, lazy and smelly, that was just insulting. "I'm none of those things. I mean, I'm not submissive, but I'm not dominating either. I'm also definitely not lazy, or smelly either." She got up off her chair. "Let's go Jeremy."

Jeremy's laugh was cut when the fortuneteller laid down the remaining cards. He couldn't believe it just as much as Ashley. He didn't want to seem insulting to Ashley, but at the same time, those cards were less believable than her having massive strength, but much more insulting. "I knew fortune telling was a load of crock." He got up off of his own chair and turned his back to the fortuneteller. He didn't want to tell the fortuneteller just how little Ashley was at dominating. The couple were more of a 'switch' if they could be described as anything, equal in love, equal in life.

The fortuneteller simply took back the cards she laid down, and reshuffled them. "Leave if you wish," The fortuneteller laid down four cards in front of her, face down. "But you will never know your future until it is too late, especially the man's future."

Jeremy waved a hand dismissively behind him as he walked out with Ashley. "Fortunetellers, what a bunch of crock." He repeated, this time much louder.

Ashley smiled faintly and leaned on Jeremy. "Well, most fortunetellers are vague in telling futures and talk about wealth or family. This one was just kind of weird. Don't judge all fortunetellers because this one was bad Jeremy." She spoke a bit quieter than Jeremy. She didn't want the fortuneteller to pick up on what she said.

As the couple walked through the darkness that should lead outside the tent, they found themselves doing what could have only been a 180, and turned up exactly right in front of the fortuneteller again, as if they had just come in the tent.

The fortuneteller didn't raise her head, but as soon as the couple came back in, one could tell she was grinning underneath that hood. "Ah, you're back. How nice. Now I can reveal the rude one's fate." The fortuneteller said underneath her hood with a chuckle.

"Wait, what just happened?" Jeremy turned back around and saw the darkness behind him, the darkness that he knew he had just walked through to leave the tent, but he found himself back in it with Ashley. "We didn't turn around!" Sure, it was hard to see in darkness, but he knew they didn't turn at all.

Ashley was beginning to get a bit worried herself. "Um..." She looked to the fortuneteller with her fingers nervously twitching against each other. "What's going on here?"

With a visible wide grin underneath the hood, the fortuneteller simply flipped over the first card on the table to reveal the sign of the female gender. "Female. You may be male now, but the future predicts misfortune for the thing between your legs."

"This is getting silly." Jeremy said aloud, although deep down, it was also getting scary, not that he'd admit it, especially when he felt a shiver down his spine. "I'm leaving!" He marched away, and left Ashley in the tent. Unfortunately, as he went through the darkness, he ended back up in the tent again. He knew he was walking forward, he knew he wasn't turning straight around. "What's going on here?" he said the same thing Ashley said not but a moment ago. He began to felt as if he was in some sort of silly cartoon himself. Even the card that the fortuneteller revealed was cartoonish, as was the grin on her face.

"The fates want you to see your future." The fortuneteller explained casually. "And once you see your future in its entirety, then you may leave. It is not for me to decide, it is just the fates."

Ashley watched speechless as Jeremy left, and then promptly returned. There was no doubt about it, something was redirecting them into the tent. "It's just a harmless fortune Jer..." Ashley said quietly. Although deep down, she was just as nervous as he was. Sure, the fortuneteller was merely saying his future, but for them to be repeatedly led back into the tent again and again was eerie. She still had no idea how they were coming back into the tent, but whatever tricks the fortuneteller was playing, all she was doing was revealing cards to them.

Jeremy looked down at Ashley with a grimace, but with a frustrated sigh, he took a seat on the chair once more. Whatever games were going on, he knew he couldn't win. "Fine, but just be quick about it, and then let's go home." He wasn't sure what was going on at play here, whether it was a hidden mechanical device just in the dark area of the fortuneteller's tent, or maybe even a second fortuneteller booth set up, just to play with the two. Either way, he knew he wasn't getting anywhere by just trying to walk away. Part of him wanted to just rip open the tent and escape through the side, but he didn't want to pay for any damages.

The fortuneteller nodded to Jeremy. She flipped over another card that had a silver chain wrapped around the neck of a person. "Obedient. Subordinate." She explained. With another card, she revealed a woman with giant lips, giant round, clearly fake tits, and a huge ass. "Fake, and bimbo. Such is the future of the rude one."

Jeremy rolled his eyes as he read those cards. "If you really wanted to at least try to be mean to me, you could talk about me not getting money or something, instead you're saying I'm going to become some fake bimbo woman? That's not even remotely possible." Jeremy crossed his arms, and looked away from the fortuneteller with a huff. It was one thing to be upset with him, but it was another entirely to show him a fortune that he figured would never happen.

"The cards have spoken and you shall soon see, just what exactly you shall be." The fortuneteller lowered her head. "Your fortune is now read, so you are free to go home and go to bed."

"Now you're rhyming? At least be consistent." Jeremy stood up with a grimace on his face. He couldn't believe the way the fortuneteller treated him, much less Ashley. "You're a bunch of crock. I know I said that a lot of times already, but there's really no other way to put it. Let's go Ashley." Jeremy turned around angrily and walked away. He wasn't going to take being told his future was some sort of fake bimbo, but at the same time he was still passive enough not to want to harm the person that told him his future. She was only calling him names, not actually physically harming or shaming him in public.

Ashley frowned at the various cards, but she didn't say anything. She was too nice to say anything. Sure, Jeremy sounded insulted, but it was incredibly weird insults to begin with. She did think that Jeremy had a point with how the cards were played out against him. She couldn't believe a single thing that the fortuneteller said, but she didn't say anything about it. Deep down, she did wish she was more dominant and forceful though, but people didn't change just because a fortune said so. "Sorry." Ashley mouthed. She stood up, and walked out of the tent with Jeremy. Thankfully, they were actually able to leave the tent that time. The fair was in the process of closing down, so there weren't very many people left walking around.

"I can't believe the things she actually said in there." Jeremy was thankful that the two were finally able to leave the tent, but he was still irate about what he was told. "Some fake bimbo...how does a person even change genders in the first place?" He knew he kept calling her stuff crock, but that didn't mean he was a bimbo. He just didn't want to use any worse comments.

Ashley shrugged. "I don't know Jer. Let's try not to think about it too much and just get home. It's getting really late. Look, they're already turning the lights off."

"Yeah, you're right..." Jeremy turned his head back briefly, though he did a double take and froze in his tracks as he looked behind him.

"Something wrong?" Ashley paused right beside him. She took his arm and wrapped it around hers. She didn't look behind her back though, simply at his face.

After a moment of looking back, Jeremy turned forward and began to walk away. "No...No babe, everything's fine."

The two walked out of the fair. Jeremy swore he had seen something strange, but he paid it no attention. Rather, it was the lack of what he saw which was so strange. The tent they went into was no longer where it once was, as if it had just vanished. Even the torches that were placed just outside the tent were gone. There was not a trace of anything having ever been there. Jeremy thought it was just his mind playing tricks on him. It was dark, and it was late. He was ready to get home, and call it a night.

Jeremy drove back to their home with Ashley in the passenger seat in their old, but still very much functional, red car. The drive back home was quiet for the pair, mostly because they were tired, and it was late. Jeremy was also still very much annoyed at what his 'future' was. He was told things that were impossible. At least with Ashley, strength was something she could gain, and dominance? Well with enough mental adjustment, she could be that too, but he could never be female. Ashley couldn't believe her own future either though. Maybe she could be such things the fortuneteller said some day, but for her, she knew that was never going to happen. It was about a boring, quiet, dark, half hour drive before they finally arrived back home.

Their home was a duplex, shared side by side with neighbors the two didn't know very much, but the neighbors kept to themselves, and quiet enough not to bother them. Their home was average in size, though a little messy. There was a single couch, coffee table, and television in the living room, with a square table in the dining room, a standard kitchen, and a bedroom with one large bed for the couple.

Jeremy walked into the home with a frustrated sigh. "Well, the fair was still pretty good besides the fortuneteller. Plenty of good food there." He set down his many bags onto the floor, not caring how they dropped as he had nothing fragile.

Ashley nodded as she followed Jeremy in. "Yeah. The fair attracts all kinds of people though Jeremy. Crazy people run booths all the time too. It wouldn't surprise me if it was her first year." She set down her own belongings, although she kneeled down and set them onto the floor, rather than just flat out drop them.

"What did she say about you again?" Jeremy asked as he took a seat on the couch. "Something about dominant and lazy? You're neither of those things now!"

"I'm not sure if I should take not being called dominant as a compliment, although I do appreciate you saying I'm not lazy." Ashley walked into the bathroom. "Anyways. I'm taking a shower and going to bed. It's really late. Care to join me?"

"In a little bit." Jeremy replied with a small nod. "Just going to watch some television first." He took off his shoes, using his own feet, then set those socked feet onto the coffee table in front of the couch.

The rest of the night was quiet for the pair. Ashley took a quick shower in the couple's clean, but small, bathroom. Once she finished, she changed into pink silk pajamas, and then went to bed. Jeremy watched television for a little less than an hour before he went into the bedroom. Using the light from the hallway outside the bedroom, he changed into black pajamas himself. Once dressed in pajamas, he turned off the hallway light, then went to bed. Their bed was more than big enough for the two of them.

While Ashley slept, she dreamt of pleasant dreams of Jeremy feeding her anything she wanted. It was strange she found such things pleasant, but she didn't question it, she couldn't question why her dreams made her happy. She dreamt that she ordered something to be made, and that it was made for her in the blink of an eye, Jeremy even told her 'yes mistress' every time she asked for something. She turned away from Jeremy underneath the sheets, and let out a soft warm fart as she slept. She typically wasn't a gassy woman, especially asleep, but tonight was different. Had she been awake, she would have likely blamed it on the greasy fair food.

Jeremy's own dreams resembled Ashley's, with him cooking and serving her every whim. He gave her foot rubs, let her sit on his face, anything she asked for. When she told him to 'hold his breath for a few seconds' he even found himself doing just that, in the dream, and in reality. Jeremy didn't mind Ashley's farts either. The two lived together for a long time, he had gotten used to them, although she didn't do it very much. Today though, as he smelled that sour odor from Ashley's rear, Jeremy smiled in his sleep, and breathed deeply. His shaft between his legs twitched eagerly from the foul odor. While he normally never was turned on by such things, tonight was different.

Jeremy woke up the next morning with a yawn. He crawled out of bed, and then glanced at Ashley, who was still asleep. "Mph..." he felt a little wet between his legs, though he couldn't explain why. He went to the bathroom, used it, and wiped himself. As he did, he noticed the wet feeling came, not from his crotch, but from his asshole. His rear leaked a clear liquid. Jeremy just passed it off as normal, as his rear wasn't wet enough to be concerned about. He finished up in the bathroom, and then he began to cook breakfast. While normally the pair were fine with cereal and some milk, Jeremy felt oddly compelled to make pancakes and bacon today, so that was exactly what he proceeded to do.

Ashley awoke to the smell of bacon, and a smile on her face. She laid in bed momentarily, and just stared at the ceiling. Her body felt so much heavier than normal. "I guess I have to get up eventually." She said with a small sigh. She got out from underneath the sheets, and made her way to the living room. She took a seat, not on the side of the couch, but on the very center. Normally, she'd leave some room for Jeremy, but today she just wanted to sit in the very middle of the couch, where while there WAS enough room for someone to the left and right of her, it was a tight squeeze. She was sure Jeremy would be fine not having a place to sit in the living room. There was always the dining room after all if he really wanted somewhere he could sit. She spread her arms to her sides, and her feet to the coffee table, and sighed happily as she leaned back. "I could sit here all day."

Jeremy soon finished cooking breakfast. He set up the pancakes and bacon on a plate, with a small bit of hot syrup in a coffee cup. He brought it out to the living room, as he had to get through the living room to get to the bedroom anyways, but on his way he saw Ashley. "Oh, hey babe, figured I'd make you breakfast today." He set it down on the coffee table in front of her. "Plenty enough left in the kitchen, so don't worry about me."

"You're the best, Jer." Ashley smiled sweetly at Jeremy, and helped herself to the food eagerly. "So, what's on the agenda today?" Deep down, something told her that it sounded off. Why was she even asking him?

Jeremy was normally the one to make all the plans for the pair, not that they led exciting lives that required detailed plans, normally basic things, shopping, food, maybe some video games and play time here and there. Today though, he thought to himself that he shouldn't be the one making the plans. He was feeling a little guilty for making them all the time. "I don't know...do you have any ideas what you want to do today?"

Ashley rarely had ideas about what to do. Today in particular, she felt incredibly lazy. She knew they had to go shopping at some point, and maybe get some fast food or something to eat on their way home, but she just didn't have the motivation to do any of that. "I don't know." She said with her mouth full. She put her bare feet up onto the coffee table. "How about a foot massage?"

"Uh..." Jeremy stared down at Ashley's feet with a raised brow. While he had given Ashley a shoulder massage on occasion, for her to ask for a sudden foot massage this early in the day was odd, especially before he even had a chance to eat. "Well, if you don't mind me having breakfast first, I guess I don't mind..." It was normal for the couple to be engaged to get romantic, not so normal for a foot massage, but at the same time, not an oddity to happen, either.

"I think you should do it now." Ashley spoke in a firm tone. Her bare feet wiggled as they sat on the coffee table. Her feet weren't dirty by any means, they were just normal human women feet. "And THEN you can eat afterwards." She suddenly let out a bass fart, but she didn't even pretend to hide the smell that soon emitted from her rear, or show off any embarrassment for what she had just done.

Jeremy knew Ashley wasn't normally so forceful, but at the same time, he found it hard to question her. The fart Ashley emitted quickly wafted over towards Jeremy, and he breathed in deeply as he smelled the gas. He should have, at the very least, been disgusted, but instead he felt oddly aroused. "Yes, of course." He found himself saying. His hands reached out, and then they slowly began to gently press Ashley's feet as he massaged them. He wasn't quite the best at massaging, if only because he had almost never done such things, but he put forth his best effort at making her happy.

Ashley's toes wiggled, and she smiled at the massage. She felt her entire body tingling from the massage, but it was tingling in a good way. Her body was feeling lighter, and she felt as if the world itself should be at her beck and call. "This is nice." she said quietly. She finished her plate of food happily, and watched television. "I'll let you know when you can stop."

Jeremy simply nodded at Ashley. He felt his own body tingling, and he had to scoot forward a few times in order to keep massaging Ashley's feet effectively. His pants felt a little loose, while his shirt felt a little large, but he didn't speak out about it. His pajamas had elastic, so the waist just shrunk with him.

After a good ten minutes, Ashley spoke up. "Okay, that's enough, go ahead and eat." Her body looked a little different. Rather than wide hips and a gut, her hips had pushed inward, and her gut was gone, replaced by a body that looked toned. "In fact, let me give you a quick bite." She leaned back against the sofa, raised her ass, and let out another fart, her asshole squarely aimed at Jeremy, though at the very least, she still had her clothes cover it.

The clothes didn't hide the smell of the fart. Jeremy was quickly able to inhale it, and in an almost comical way, he opened up his maw, and he made a bite motion, as if 'eating' that very foul odor. "Thanks babe." Jeremy said with a chuckle, unaware of what he said would have been completely abnormal before. He turned away and walked into the kitchen. Along the way, he felt his pants dragging down to the ground. At first, he thought maybe the pants got pulled off his waist, but when he looked down, he realized that the pants were as tall as his belly button was now, and the pants were STILL too big for him. "What the...I know these pants fit me last night..."

Jeremy's stomach rumbled, as if to remind him of what he was supposed to do in the kitchen. With a frustrated sigh, he just tossed his pants off, and grabbed his food. His underwear was just as problematic as his pants, so he took that off too. He didn't care about walking around the house without pants, Ashley had seen him without such things many times before. Besides, his shirt was big enough cover part of his crotch now anyways, even if it wasn't that way yesterday.

While Jeremy grabbed his food, Ashley sat on the couch. She was feeling a little bothered by her pants. Not that she was hot, or the pants were tight, just a sensation that the pants didn't feel right on her. She reached down, unclipped her button, and took off her pants. As she removed her legs, she revealed legs that were very toned with hints of what appeared to be black hair at first, but without her pants, one could easily tell it wasn't hair, but fur. Short black fur, from head to toe, yet Ashley just smiled down at the oddity that she now had. She knew she didn't have the fur before, but she didn't feel panicked. In fact, with the toned look her legs were underneath that fur, she felt oddly aroused.

Jeremy returned with a plate full of food, just in time to see Ashley without any pants. Jeremy wouldn't have been worried about it, even though Ashley rarely undressed in the first place, but the fact Jeremy saw strong, toned legs beneath a thick layer of fur was very worrisome. "Ashley, look at your legs!" Jeremy was ready to drop the plate of pancakes he had from the shock alone of seeing her changes.

"Hm?" Ashley looked down at her legs with a small smile. "What about them? So they look different. Big deal, it's not a BAD kind of different." Not even she could explain why she wasn't panicked. She blamed it on her new laziness.

"Your legs never looked like that before though." Jeremy's own legs were revealed to Ashley too. His legs were covered with fine gray fur. His legs did feel oddly warmer than normal when he didn't have any pants on, and when he looked down to see why, he let out a gasp.

"See? Even your legs are different." Ashley giggled at the sight of Jeremy's furry legs. They were much smaller than they used to be. "Don't worry about it."

Jeremy opened his mouth to speak up against Ashley's wishes, but her order flew into his ear. It felt as if each word slowly went into his brain, and his brain went into automatic drive. "Of course, mistress." He then shut his mouth without another word. Mentally however, he was panicking. He knew he should have been worried, yet...why couldn't he muster up any of that worry?

"Good girl." Ashley leaned back in the sofa. She began to take up more space as she grew. It wasn't quite fat that was growing, but muscle. She was also growing in height, and width. The fur on her legs spread throughout her body, and she just let her shirt rip right for Jeremy to see her new furry chest, her chest and gut that were slowly getting stronger. As her shirt tore from her body, Ashley just out a casual "Oops."

Jeremy looked down at his own shirt and how it was so large on his form. He felt like a kid trying to put on an adult sized outfit. It was only then that he realized how short he had gotten. He must have measured a measly four feet by now, while Ashley looked almost like she was approaching seven feet in size. "I'm not a girl..." Jeremy said quietly. He was thankful that his shirt was covering his crotch, even his own shaft felt so weird between his legs.

Ashley smirked at him. "You certainly look like one. Why, just take a look at your face. It's so soft and so feminine that you could easily pass as a woman anywhere. You don't quite have the curves, especially not MY curves..." Ashley thrusted her tits, just in time for her bra to pop off of her and reveal her black fur covered breast with two very pink prominent nipples. "But you look more like a woman now than you ever were before."

Jeremy didn't believe Ashley. He held up his hand and ran it over his cheeks. He thought he felt as rugged as ever, but at the same time, the hair he felt was soft and smooth. Jeremy rushed into the bathroom, and took a look at himself in the vanity mirror above the sink.

Jeremy stared at his body. No longer had he a black beard, but soft gray fur from head to toe. He still had the short black fur on his head, but it was taking on a brown color, and quickly growing behind his head. His face was also just as Ashley described, incredibly feminine. Jeremy knew he didn't look like this before. He was human. He took off his shirt to confirm that his entire body, head to toe, was covered in fine gray fur. His nipples were as prominent as Ashley's were too, and he even had a second pair of them, although he still had a flat chest, Jeremy knew he wasn't like this before. He couldn't bring himself to 'worry' about it, his heart wasn't pounding, and he looked nonchalant, but he knew it still wasn't right. He felt anger and sadness over anything else. "Does this have to do with the fortuneteller?" he asked aloud. "She did say some of the weirdest things...I don't remember her saying anything about making both of us into furry animals though."

Jeremy walked back out topless. His shirt was simply too big to keep on anyways, although he felt humiliated with how changed he already was. "Ashley, you can't tell me you aren't at least a little concerned. I mean, look at us." Jeremy just couldn't find himself worrying about it, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to make Ashley worried.

Ashley casually looked at her fur covered arm. She suddenly smirked, and flexed her muscular shoulders. "You're not going to shut up about this shit, are you?" Ashley spoke in a tone that definitely wasn't her normal behavior. With a grunt, she stood up from the chair, but she didn't walk away from it. "So I'll have to make you shut up. Lie your head down on the sofa."

Jeremy almost instinctively knew what Ashley was going to do. It was something they had sometimes talked about in bed, but they would never do such things, as neither were truly into it. Today though, Jeremy felt his shaft twitch in anticipation for what Ashley had in mind. "You're not really...you're not really going to do THAT, are you?" he asked, although he found himself obeying her, regardless of her answer. He walked between her and the couch, laid down on his knees, and put his head right where Ashley previously had those furry ass cheeks of hers. He could feel the slight warmth still on the couch as he rested his head between the seats.

"I can tell you're excited over it. Now, the time for talking is over." Ashley took off her panties, raised her tail, and sat ass first on Jeremy's head. His soft feminine face was pushed deep in her muscular, large ass. Ashley's huge ass, and Jeremy's small size, made it so Ashley's ass easily covered his entire face, and then some.

Jeremy raised a brow when he saw that tail. It was so sudden, yet Ashley treated it so casually. It was a small one, but it was one that was quickly growing. He couldn't tell how much though, as his vision was soon blackened by her furry black ass. Her ass, and her body was so big, and he was so small, that his entire head was covered in her rear. He noticed that there was a hint of a musky smell as he was forced between her ass cheeks. He tried to speak, but it only came out in muffled words. He tried to struggle, yet he was weak compared to the much bigger, and much stronger Ashley.

Ashley's tail did start short, though it grew outwards the more she sat on Jeremy. The tail grew so tall that it went as high as her head. Black fur grew around it so thick that it was at least two feet in length. A sudden white stripe zipped along the base of the tail, all the way to the very top. Ashley didn't care though, she wiggled her rear on Jeremy's face, and suddenly let loose a bass fart without a care in the world. "Mph, I don't know what has me all gassy, but I'm not one to complain about it. What about you?"

Jeremy let out a gasp. He struggled even harder, but all that came out of him were muffled noises, and a struggle of the rest of his body, while his head was still. He was forced to breathe in the scent of her increasing musk, and that sour fart. It was hard to see anything but her ass, and feel the warmth of her fur, and her fart. Physically, he was struggling to get away, but mentally, he was getting more and more turned on. The erection between his legs was a sign of how aroused he was getting by all of this. He wasn't sure why he was so aroused, but he knew face sitting was never appealing to him before. He found his nose inhaling it deeply. His struggle slowly lessened at the scent of that foul odor.

"Just lie back and let me do my thing." Ashley set the lower half of Jeremy's body on top of the coffee table. She had easy access, as Jeremy already had nothing on to begin with. "I can tell you're already so excited over this." She gently teased the average sized shaft with one black fuzzy foot. "You're almost ready to cum now, aren't you?"

Jeremy wanted to deny it. He wanted to shout no, but he couldn't find the words. Even if he could try to speak anything, all of his words were muffled by her ass. It even felt as if his face was getting pulled between her ass cheeks the longer he laid there. He found his shaft twitching, and his balls pulsing in anticipation when Ashley asked that question.

"I can tell." Ashley stroked his shaft with her black fuzzy fingertips. Her pink fingernails blackened and turned into small black claws, just like her toenails. She raised up one foot, and stroked his shaft again, this time with a padded black paw. "My scent, my ass, it's all you've ever wanted, isn't it? My asshole is the world to you. Why don't you open up that mouth of yours, and give my asshole a good lick? Or are you just so excited you're going to orgasm now?"

Jeremy knew Ashley was taking it too far now. Despite how he felt his face grow and push her ass cheeks apart slowly, he was never into face sitting, and he was never so much into her ass before, yet Ashley was teasing him about it, and he found his body turned on more than ever just by the sheer suggestions that Ashley made. He heard the comment to give her asshole a lick, and it was incredibly hard for him to resist the order. His tongue stuck outwards, slowly, bit by bit. His tongue brushed against her fuzzy ass, and right to her asshole. His tongue tip touched Ashley's asshole, and then he quickly pulled back, beet red from embarrassment over what he had just done.

"You should orgasm when I fart next on your face. I want to hear your muffled moans as I watch your little cock twitch and shake as it blows its load all over yourself." Ashley continued to stroke the shaft with her paw, teasingly, and wiggled her ass.

Jeremy heard the order. He wanted to say no, he wanted to deny her. Sure, she was still his fiancee, but she was acting far, far differently than the way she used to behave. He reached for her ass and tried to push, but all he did was push his hands gently into her rear. He felt his cock throb and pulse, ready to explode, yet he couldn't orgasm, as if his very body had to wait until Ashley did what she said.

"Why don't you beg? I can tell you want it." Ashley flicked Jeremy's cock teasingly with a black furry paw digit. "Beg for me to fart on your face, tell me how much you want it. Then maybe I'll give it to you." Ashley indeed didn't normally behave in this manner, but she didn't seem to care. Even if she did realize she never behaved so...dominantly towards Jeremy, her mind had become too lazy to do anything about it.

Jeremy found himself talking, but muffled. It was hard to understand what he was saying, but deep down, Jeremy knew what his body was saying, as much as he didn't want to say it. He was asking for her to fart on him. To smell that wonderful foul odor of her ass gas, and to orgasm so hard from it that he would lose his very cock from it. Despite the words being silenced by Ashley's ass, Jeremy was beet red in the face from knowing what he said.

With an excited giggle from Ashley, her pucker slowly opened up, and she ripped another fart, directly right onto Jeremy's face. Ashley leaned back, and pushed down hard onto Jeremy's body. Just as she did that, her face pushed out into a small muzzle, and her nose blackened.

"MPH!" Jeremy wanted to scream, but he just couldn't with that huge ass on him. No amount of struggling could get her off of him, and when he smelled that fart, that disgusting foul odor from her ass, he lost control. He couldn't help himself. His cock twitched eagerly as he suddenly orgasmed, all from just being farted on. His cock pulsed and trembled as it shot out his seed, and as it did, his shaft shrank pulse by pulse. It felt as if Jeremy was orgasming every last bit of his manhood. By the time he finally stopped, his cock was no bigger than a nub, his testicles had vanished, and he had a lot of his own seed on his furry stomach.

Ashley wiggled her ass for a moment longer before she slowly sat up, just enough for him to get away from her. "You have such a cute cock now." She said with a laugh. "Why, it hardly even looks like a cock!" She looked like a completely different woman than when Jeremy was put underneath her rear. She still had the build she previously had, but she had a ton of muscle, although instead of a six pack, she had a muscle gut stomach, though her arms, legs, and ass, were incredibly powerful and toned. She was covered with black fur, except with that white stripe that travelled down from her back, to her now huge tail so big that it measured so tall it could reach her head. She looked like a skunk anthro, and she definitely smelled like one too, and not just because of the farts.

Jeremy took a moment to stare at that fuzzy black ass and pink asshole before he got off of the couch, and got away from her quickly. He looked down at his shaft, and he couldn't believe it. He barely even saw his cock, just a small nub, and lack of testicles. "What happened? Ashley, this isn't normal at all! Just look at me!" He wasn't so concerned about the seed on his stomach now, more about the tiny shaft and lack of balls between his legs.

"You look cute. Not quite a woman, but getting there." Ashley casually put her paw feet up, and put her hands behind her head. "The fortuneteller really was right about you becoming a girl. Can you even fuck with a cock that tiny? Not that I'm willing to find out, mind you."

Jeremy blushed underneath the layer of fur on his cheeks. His cock was only slightly bigger than a woman's clit. When he reached down to feel it, he felt not a pair of balls, but an opening of a feminine slit. He quickly realized he wasn't even fully male anymore. At the mention of the fortuneteller though, Jeremy realized. "We have to go back and get this fixed."

"I don't think so." Ashley stretched happily. She didn't even care that some of Jeremy's cum got on her fur. She looked far more like a skunk anthro, although her hair was surprisingly the same color and length as it was before. "I like the body she gave me. Look at me." She flexed her muscular arm happily. "I'm big, powerful, and perfect. I don't need to go see her. You don't need to go see her."

"I-I D-don't..." Jeremy stuttered. He had to fight it. He had to see the fortuneteller, regardless of what Ashley said. Yet, it was so hard to disobey her at the same time. She just radiated, not just a stench of a skunk and filth of farts, but also an aura of dominance, while Jeremy's mind felt incredibly weak willed. "I don't...need to go see her."

"Good girl." Ashley suddenly let out a belch of all things instead. It wasn't from the food, it was just her being as gassy as she was. Her belch a deep bass, almost manly even. "Now go take a shower. You can't orgasm from your new vagina though! But you can orgasm anally!"

Jeremy wondered just how Ashley's words made him obey so willingly. "I'm not a girl..." Jeremy muttered. He turned around, and walked off towards the bathroom.

"Yes you are, and you can only think, and call yourself that, from now on!" Ashley barked to Jeremy as he walked away. "You're going to learn your place, you bimbo!"

Jeremy now felt insulted. She knew this was no way her girlfriend behaved like this before. She paused briefly as she tried to think more about it, and herself. She realized that she could only think of herself as a woman. She tried to think of herself as a 'he', but she wasn't able to. She wasn't sure exactly what kind of magic was at work, but she was afraid. She looked down at her body, her fine coat of fur that covered her, and her lack of balls, and a small cock so small it could have been a clit. She wasn't truly a she...was she? She could only refer to herself as one. She continued into the bathroom, started up the shower, and stepped inside.

Jeremy ran the shower hot. She let the heated water run onto her fur. She stared up at the shower hose, knowing truly well that she had shrank so much in height that she couldn't even reach the shower to adjust it. She had to try to develop a plan. She thought if they couldn't see the fortuneteller, then maybe she could see someone else about it, but she couldn't think of who else. As she thought, one of her fingers absentmindedly went to her asshole. She felt a finger slide into her own rear that cut her off from her thoughts, but the sensation of her own finger in her asshole felt...good. "Fuck...no...get a hold of yourself." Jeremy mumbled, but she couldn't help it. She felt herself growing, not erect between her legs, but wet instead, both in that new vagina she had, as well as her asshole.

Jeremy's asshole grew wet, not from the water on the outside, but from something inside of her. The more she fingered her rear, the bigger and wetter her asshole also grew, from small and dry, to giant and wet. Each stroke of Jeremy's finger widened her asshole a little more, up until she had to insert two fingers to feel herself fully, and then three. What looked like a small hole appeared just outside her rear, while the inside of her rear grew wetter than her own vagina. She could feel her body tingle, and her vagina tremble. She felt something approaching the more she played with her asshole, and as much as she might want to mentally deny herself that she was about to do it, she continued to play with herself regardless.

"Make sure you grow some tits too, but they should be super fake!" Ashley suddenly called from the living room. "After all, you didn't have any bust to begin with!"

Jeremy frowned as she heard her words. She couldn't stop fingering her expanding, lubricating asshole though, and as she did, she felt her chest grow heavier. She looked down to see her nipples expanding outwards with a growing breast behind them. "F-fuck...can't..." she wanted to stop playing with her asshole, she begged her body to stop, yet she couldn't.

Jeremy soon let out a lewd moan in the shower. Her new vagina between her legs squirted slightly as she reached her first female orgasm, all from playing with her new lubricated asshole. The orgasm shook her entire body, including her soaked fur, and during her orgasm, her chest continued to balloon and grow, bigger and heavier. There was an unnatural perkiness and roundness to the new tits that grew out from her chest. Her newfound breast grew bigger than the size of her own head before it stopped growing in size. Its shape, and size, they were clearly fake implants.

Jeremy stepped out of the shower in disbelief. She looked at a foggy mirror at her stretched out muzzle face, her feminine short body, and her chest so huge that she couldn't even reach the sink due to her small frame. As it was, she had to stand on a stepstool just to see her face in the mirror. She looked very feminine from top, to bottom, covered in fine gray fur. She even had a small tail right above her rear, her rear which was prominently stuck upwards. "I'm becoming like...truly a bimbo." She said quietly as she put her hands to her face, the same hands that had pitch black fingernails. She didn't even realize how she spoke so differently, or how higher pitched her voice was. She had to think of something to do to fix her changes, go somewhere, or do something. Yet, at the same time, she also thought she had to ask for permission before she did anything. Jeremy dried off her body, and walked out to the living room completely naked.

Ashley no longer looked like her normal self, except for her shape, and hair on her head. Her hair was the same mixed blue and purple color, while her face was pushed out into a small muzzle. She was covered from head to toe in black fur, except with a white stripe that went from the top of her head, to the very top of her fluffy skunk tail. She looked like a full skunk anthro, and she definitely smelled like one. She was also muscular. Muscles could be seen on her legs, arms, chest, and a muscle gut on her stomach. It was hard to see, but her asshole was much larger too. The room itself smelled of her foul odor, the combination of skunk spray, and a men's locker room blended together. She just smiled as Jeremy came back to the living room. "And how does my bimbo feel?"

Jeremy was hesitant to respond. She wanted to deny that she was a bimbo, but it was Ashley that told her that she was one, who was she to deny her mistress? "She is doing fine." Jeremy replied, quietly. She looked down at Ashley's pawed feet the entire time. Not that she was into such things, but she simply couldn't make eye contact with her.

"You don't sound too much like a bimbo yet." Ashley frowned at Jeremy. "Increase your bimbo talk by at LEAST 75%, also, let's start calling you Jessica. You're just too much of a woman to be called a man's name now."

Jessica didn't want to obey those orders, but mentally, she knew she had to. She was already calling herself by that new name, and while she remembered her previous name loud and clear, it felt incredibly awkward to refer to herself by her old name. "Like, okay mistress Ash." She said with a surprisingly bubbly giggle.

"Good girl." Ashley nodded at Jessica. "Why don't you come here and let me get a feel of your new tatas. I need to make sure they're absolutely totally fake." Despite Jessica's small stature, her chest was bigger than even Ashley's, except Ashley's looked far more real.

Jessica walked over to Ashley in a very slutty walk. Step by step, she made sure that ass of her swayed and bounced. In truth, it was unintentional, but just because of Ashley's orders. Jessica found it incredibly hard to disobey Ashley, not just because she was forced to do what she wanted, but also because it was much harder to think for herself now. She jutted out those massive tits upwards for Ashley. "Here they are in all their uh...glo...glow...here they are!" She couldn't even think of the proper words anymore.

Ashley reached down with her two furry skunk hands, and gave the tits a squeeze. She grinned at how they felt so unrealistic. Her thumbs fondled the top of Jessica's tit, while the rest of her fingers held onto the bottom. Any motion she made that pushed in either tit, made it pop right back out quickly. "It looks good, but you need a second pair." Ashley stroked the top of Jessica's now brown long hair. "Grow a second pair of fake tits, and you should be perfect!"

Jessica stammered in disbelief. She was at a loss for words. She knew Ashley had changed her based on command, but she didn't know how far her orders went. "R-right away Ash." Jessica found herself saying. She couldn't think of any other words to say, just to accept the orders from her smelly mistress, and let the changes happen. Sure enough, as Jessica said she would accept those changes, her body simply just obeyed it. A second pair of nipples appeared below the first pair of tits, and they slowly pushed outward, just a few cups below her first. Despite growing out from her body, the new pair of tits looked as fake as the upper pair.

"Good girl." Ashley brushed her black furry skunk paw against the lower pair of tits, then raised her paw slowly. She let those giant tits of Jeremy's bounce back into place. "You look almost like a fennec, almost."

Jessica's ears drooped as she looked down at her now two pairs of tits. She then reached up and felt her triangular ears. She really did feel like a fennec. She was short, furry, she had a short muzzle, huge ears, but unlike a fennec, she had huge unnatural tits, and she could barely think for herself anymore. Her asshole dripped gently behind her from the permanently lubed state it was in. She felt her vagina grow wet with arousal too, just from her asshole being lubricated. "Like...what else needs to be changed with me?" she asked nervously.

"You're way too tense about yourself to begin with." Ashley casually spread her arms over the couch. "Life is fucking stressful, I get it, but you need to ease up. I make all your damn choices for you. Here." Ashley tilted to the left, raised her leg, and let loose a loud 'pffrtt' straight from her ass. "Sniff and be happy."

Jessica knew her body had changed so much, and the more Ashley told her to do, the more she was very well aware just how much she had altered. She tilted her head towards Ashley's ass, and took in a deep breath. She smelled the foul odor that was Ashley's fart, and her eyes fluttered as she felt so much better. It was like taking a drug to calm her nerves, and it worked immediately. She faintly smiled as she took in the odor of Ashley's...no, her mistress's fart.

"Now that you feel better, you need some piercings, two big hoops on your upper nipples, two barbell ones on your lower pair, and some cute earrings on those giant ears of yours." Ashley couldn't help but grin. "Your ears are so big. You know that? You could cover one of your giant nipples in one of those massive things."

"All the better to hear you with, my mistress." Jessica said with a slight bow. She heard the odd order to get piercings, and while it would have been easy to go to any nearby tattoo shop for piercings, the piercings instead just appeared on Jessica. Each piercing appeared with a sudden, sharp poke. Two silver hoop piercings on her giant upper nipples, two barbell ones on her lower nipples, and two hoop earrings on each of her giant ears. Jessica didn't have a mirror, but she knew her ears were giant. She was, as Ashley said, a fennec anthro of sorts, a very slutty bimbo one at that.

"And that very fluffy tail of yours, it's so big you could wrap it around your body and use it as a pillow." Ashley said with a grin. "A true fennec, a female fennec fantasizing fabulous farts."

Jessica couldn't deny it. She was a short bimbo fennec. Her huge fluffy gray tail waved behind her slowly as she stared up at Ashley's huge form. Ashley was a muscle-gut skunk anthro, big and tall, while Jessica was a sub fennec bimbo, short, and unable to decide anything for herself. She felt nervous, but Ashley's farts helped calm her down. She couldn't help but stare at the couch behind Ashley. Did it look different? She looked to the left, and then to the right, and she noticed a lack of any other chairs to sit on in the living room. Unaware to her, not just the couple changed, but their very home around them.

"Now, there's but one last thing before you're done." Ashley reached down and lifted Jessica up with ease. "Kiss me, and grow big hyper lips while you do." Before Jessica could even say anything, Ashley pulled her up close, and kissed her deeply.

Jessica couldn't say no, physically or mentally. She wasn't capable of refusing any orders Ashley gave, even ones that changed her in unimaginable ways. Her lips easily tripled in size during the kiss, and Jessica found herself loving every moment of it. Jessica was now the short fennec sub, one with an absolute love for farts from her mistress. Ashley now was that mistress, a skunk with stench, farts, and muscles, a clearly dominant one at that.

A few days later...

Ashley and Jessica had gotten used to their new bodies, and their new lives. There were faint moments where Jessica remembered her former life, but there was little she could truly do about it, as even their home itself changed to reflect their new life. Even their very home had been altered to reflect their new lives. There was only one bedroom now, and a 'pet bed' in front of the double queen sized bed. There was also only one leather couch, and while it was big enough for Ashley and Jessica, Ashley was the only one that sat in it. Jessica was either at Ashley's pawed feet, or being face sat on while Ashley watched whatever she wanted. Jessica did all of the cooking and cleaning, while Ashley just lazed about all day, yet somehow she was still so superior in muscle mass. Paying bills was questionable at first, until Ashley realized that her dominant personality could also sway other people into doing things for her, including cable, electric, and water companies letting her use their services for free. Even free groceries for her and Jessica, assuming Ashley got on the phone with the right person.

Ashley sat with her legs crossed on top of Jessica's back. Jessica was on her hands and knees as the 'foot stool' in front of the couch. Both of them were looking at the television, though Ashley had a bored look on her skunk face. "These past few days have been fun and all..." Ashley said with a small sigh. "But it quickly gets boring if it's just the two of us."

Jessica wasn't one to argue with Ashley. She couldn't argue. She had to literally do everything that Ashley said, even if the order that Ashley gave required transformation. "Do you have an idea, mistress?" Jessica asked. She tried to sound polite about it.

"Two of my friends." Ashley said as she pulled out her cell phone. "I'm thinking a foursome would be interesting with the two of them and the two of us." She called them up one at a time, although the conversations with them were almost identical. "Hello? Yes, I think you should come over. What do you mean I normally ask? Well, you're going to come over anyways, right? Okay, bye."

Jessica watched Ashley with the conversations. She knew that Ashley's dominance had effected more than just Jessica, Jessica was just more prone to it. Anything that anyone told Jessica to do, she would have to do it. As for Ashley, the truth was, so long as Ashley gave an order, almost anyone would be compelled to obey it. It was truly a powerful ability to own, although Ashley didn't abuse it very much.

It wasn't long before the doorbell rang, and the door soon opened to reveal Ashley's two friends, both women. One was a little taller than Ashley. She had long blonde straight hair and blue eyes. She looked as if she cared quite a bit about her appearance, if only due to the amount of makeup on her face. She also wore a gray shirt with black pants that weren't quite jeans. The pants almost looked like they were made of silk. The other woman was a bit shorter. She was thinner than Ashley, and not quite as built. She had short brunette hair and brown eyes with a more casual blue tank top and jeans with various holes in them. Together, the two women entered the living room, and both suddenly gasped at the sight before them, a muscular woman skunk, and a short fennec being used as the skunk's footstool.

Ashley smirked as the two women came into view. "Bella! Kristy! So good to see you two again. Go ahead and close the door behind you, then come closer to me." She let out a rumbling fart so casually from her backside. Her skunk tail twitched happily afterwards.

Bella and Kristy may have dressed differently, but both shared the same looks of disgust at the deep bass rumbling fart that came from Ashley. Bella walked over and closed the door though, and then the two went up to Ashley, just standing a few feet away from Jessica. "Is that really you Ashley?" Bella asked. "What happened to you? You're so...so...different."

"I got an upgrade." Ashley stretched her arms behind her head, and right between her skunk head and large fluffy tail. "And so did Jeremy." She tapped her feet on Jessica's backside. "Tell them you love your new position, Jessica."

Jessica still had Jeremy's mind deep down inside of her, but she knew she couldn't argue with her mistress, it was a physical impossibility that she could. "I like, love my new position." She said with a quivering, dripping asshole.

"That doesn't look like Jeremy at all." Kristy couldn't believe the sight of the fennec, much less the sight of the skunk. Not to mention, the smell of that foul fart Ashley unleashed was getting to her. She mentally asked herself why she wasn't already backing away from such a scene, yet she couldn't bring her body to pull away.

"Well it is." Ashley tilted her head towards the two women. She hated trying to explain everything that happened, and so she refused to. "I want you two to behave like nothing is wrong, or out of the ordinary about me and Jessica. Be perfectly normal."

Bella the blonde blinked a few times as she heard Ashley's order. There was just something in Ashley's tone that compelled her. "Okay Ashley. We came over like you said, what do you want us to do today?" Her behavior had suddenly shifted. Deep down, she knew something was wrong, but at the same time, there was a voice in her mind that told her that everything was normal. Everything was fine.

Kristy took in the order as well, although it took her a bit longer to take it in. "Yeah, there has to be SOME reason you called us over Ashley. What is it?"

"We're going to play with Jessica." Ashley took her feet off of the fennec. "But we first have to adjust you two. Both of your personalities are just so...wrong." she let out another rumbling fart from her ass, then got off the couch. "Strip down, then sit down."

"What's wrong with our personalities? Our personalities make us who we are." Kristy argued, although she was undressing while commenting. Kristy's modest B cups were soon free of her bra, and her shaven vagina was there for all to see. She took a seat in the couch, although she felt uncomfortable. The middle of the couch had that 'sat on' feeling of sinking, warmth, and the lingering odor of Ashley's ass gas.

Bella nodded in agreement. "People like me for my personality you know." She said in a serious tone as she stripped down. Once naked, she took a seat, but with her clean arms crossed in a huff.

"That's bullshit, and you know it." Ashley rolled her eyes at Bella. "You care so much about your looks that I bet you're a totally different person underneath that pound of makeup. In fact, let's see who you are underneath that mask of yours." Ashley gently stroked Bella's face with a furry paw. She suddenly grabbed her cheeks, and began to pull.

"H-hey! OW! Stop pulling!" It felt worse than an aunt trying to pinch one's cheeks. Bella pulled back. She grabbed onto Ashley's wrist, but she couldn't pull the skunk off of her, the skunk was simply far too powerful.

"You have a huge orange mane underneath that makeup and dyed hair of yours. Long flowing orange hair, and a mane that acts like a beard, all the way up to your ears." Ashley said as her skunk paws began to suddenly peel parts of Bella's makeup off.

Bella heard Ashley's words, and as much as she wanted to deny them, she saw flakes of pink colored makeup fall from her skin. When her makeup fell, long orange hair on her neck and chin became visible. It didn't look like a normal beard, its length was full and lush from one side of her ear, to the other. It was an extreme version of 'the bearded lady.' When she saw yellow specs fall from her head, she knew that her orange hair had been revealed. Even Bella had to pause at that thought though. She was a blonde, she had been since she was born. She never dyed her hair! Yet, she thought to herself if she had never dyed her hair...how come orange was now its true color? "How are you...how are you doing this?" Bella asked.

"Oh, I'm a dominant, A VERY powerful dominant. I could ask the President of the United States to hand me their title, and they'd do it in a heartbeat." Ashley spoke teasingly, but her wicked grin said she could very likely get away with such a thing. "Now, stay there while I pull off the rest of your makeup, and reveal the lion underneath." She turned to Kristy, well aware the woman was watching. "And you, you're going to sit there. You're going to talk about how you had no idea Bella was actually a lion."

Kristy stared in amazement at what was happening to Bella. She took in Ashley's words though, and she was forced to obey. "Bella, you're really a lion? How long have you been hiding this secret from me?" she knew it wasn't true though, she knew Ashley was doing something, but she had to obey Ashley's orders. Something in her head just...ordered her to.

Jessica watched quietly. Her huge tail flicked and twitched as her asshole leaked drip after drop. Jessica's eyes periodically switched to looking at Ashley's huge, muscular ass, but she would never speak up or ask anything of her mistress. Even if staring at that skunk ass made Jessica visibly wet.

"I was never a lion and you know it." Bella snapped at Kristy. Yet, at the same time, it felt so strange to have the mane revealed underneath her. She could feel her heart pound, yet at the same time, it felt as if she had a second layer of skin on top of her skin, giving her a very strange, warm sensation throughout her entire body, except where her mane was revealed.

"It's very cute you're going to be in denial like that." Ashley cooed. She stroked Bella's beard as she pulled out her face. "But I'll play along. You remember yourself ALWAYS being a male lion. You'll try to deny it, but you know underneath that human skin of yours is that muscular male lion body." The skin on Kristy's face fell off like chipped glass, though disintegrated into nothing before it hit the floor. Underneath Kristy's skin was a small lion muzzle, complete with sharp teeth, black nose, and yellowish fur hiding her yellow skin underneath. As Ashley revealed Kristy's entire face, she had the face of that of an anthro lion, a very manly anthro lion at that. Her ears were no longer visible, now circular lion ears hidden underneath her orange hair.

Ashley's words echoed deep in Bella's mind. She wanted to deny it, but as she was trying to deny Ashley's words, it slowly occurred to her that perhaps she was just trying to deny Ashley because she didn't want anyone to know. She was a lion underneath a cheap human suit that broke apart so easily, already her face was exposed as that masculine lion face that felt both alien, and at the same time, familiar. "How...how did you find out?" Bella wound up asking. She couldn't deny Ashley's words any longer. Bella felt convinced, she was just a masculine lion in the body of a woman.

"I have my ways." Ashley gently licked Bella's cheek. "Benny." She added, just as her hands gently stroked down Bella's neck. Bella's Adam's apple pushed outwards and revealed more fur. "Now, why don't we just remove these silicone tits of yours?" Ashley grabbed onto Bella's breast, and with a firm tug, Bella's breasts were suddenly, not only fake, but just broke away from her as nothing more than two large gel pads, revealing a flat chest underneath.

Bella was shocked, but for all the wrong reasons. Those gel pads, pads she knew she had stuck so firmly onto her that they looked incredibly real, just fell off from her like that. She was then told about her real name, at least, now her 'real' name, 'Benny.' "But I'm not ready for this." Bella spoke with a deep male voice. She gently grabbed onto Ashley's furry wrists. "Not in front of Kristy!" She turned to Kristy with a blush.

"Oh, Kristy is holding back secrets too, aren't you Kristy?" Ashley turned to Kristy with a grin. "Or should I say, Kyle. How's your zipper holding up on your back?"

Kristy raised a brow, first of confusion, then she inched backwards slightly with surprise. She didn't reach behind her, for she already knew she had a zipper on her back, a zipper that hid the real her underneath. "H-how you are finding this out?" I never told anyone!"

"Oh please. It's no secret you two are male anthros masking as women." Ashley rolled her eyes as she brushed away the 'skin' on Bella to reveal strong male muscles underneath, muscles belonging to an anthro lion. "You two are only fooling each other. I bet Bella was doing this to attract Kristy, and Kristy was doing this to attract Bella, isn't that right? You two love each other SO much that you made bodies of women to try to make the other fall in love!"

Bella and Kristy exchanged glances. As Ashley's words took hold of them, they slowly thought about what Ashley said as true. "I just...I didn't..." Bella was at a loss for words with her masculine male lion head. She couldn't admit her love for Kristy's true form. She felt, not a wet sensation between her legs, but a pulsing one at the thought of what Kristy looked like underneath her skin, her REAL form, a form that didn't exist more than ten minutes ago, Kristy totally unaware of such a fact.

Jessica was silent as she watched. Her fingers crossed right at her belly as she quietly looked at Bella and Kristy. Deep down, Jessica knew who those women were, she knew that they were always women, and yet Ashley's words said otherwise, Jessica had to accept such things Ashley said as true, she couldn't fight against her mistress.

"It would make for quite a love story." Ashley teased. "Two muscular men, both get into suits of women to try to get the other one to fall in love with him, only to fail to realize they both had the same plan, and they never realized it until this point." Ashley's fingers revealed a muscular manly chest underneath Ashley's torso, complete with yellowish lion fur. Her legs and crotch were still very much feminine, but Ashley had clear intentions to change that.

Kristy slowly reached back behind her and felt the cold metal teeth that was the zipper on her skin. It was so alien, yet also familiar at the same time. She didn't want to pull it down though. She simply continued to stare at Bella's form as it became more and more revealed to another form that was alien, and also familiar to Kristy. "You don't need to hide your real self from me Bella...I...I love you the way you are."

Bella blushed underneath her...no, HIS fur. He couldn't deny it any longer. He was a man in the body of a woman, a body he tried to use to get to Kyle. He stood up as parts of his old body crumbled around him. He revealed two masculine furry arms, and five large fingers on his hand. Although he lacked visible nails, he had claws hidden underneath. Ashley worked on his crotch next. A large throbbing barbed lion cock came into view, nearly 10 inches in length. The sheer physics of how Bella could hide such a huge cock, and a large pair of fuzzy balls behind it, was a complete mystery, one that Bella and Kristy were too into each other to ask, and Jessica dare not speak up about it. As for Ashley, she knew it was impossible, but she knew her ability to change people had very few boundaries.

Kristy stared down at the shaft. She wasn't sure how to react. Her body had so many conflicting emotions that it made it hard to bring out the proper one. Shock was the biggest, although she was shocked about so many things, and deep down, she wondered why she wasn't so shocked about other things.

Eventually, Bella, or rather, Benny, as his new name, was fully revealed thanks to Ashley. Big lion feet with hidden black claws, as well as a muscular male lion body, complete with a firm ass, a long lion tail, and that shaved shaft between his legs. Had one looked at Bella a minute ago, they would not be able to recognize the new Bella, or rather, Benny as he now identified. He looked over his body for a moment, and then over at Kristy. "You're um...you're going to come out of that suit, right Kyle?"

Kyle...no, Kristy, could identify herself more and more as that male name than she could at her female name. She reached up and felt her chest with her hands. It felt incredibly bizarre, as if she was feeling nothing but weights on her chest instead of sensitivity. "But how...I have so many questions..." she mumbled quietly. She couldn't deny the zipper behind her on her skin, but to be a totally different creature in a full skin suit, especially one that looked as real as she did, simply shouldn't have been physically possible. She felt tight in some areas on the suit, while loose in others. She couldn't even feel her feet at all anymore.

"Questions for later." Ashley grabbed onto the small zipper handle at the top of Kristy's neck. "For now, let's cut the shit, and get you out of that tight outfit, and reveal that muscular horse underneath." She slid the zipper down, all the way to just above the ass where the zipper line ended.

Kristy gasped as the zipper was undone. It suddenly felt as if she were wearing a full onesie that was just far too small, and releasing the zipper helped loosen it up. A dirty blonde horse tail flicked out from just above her rear when the zipper was undone enough, while white horse hide could be seen beyond the zipper teeth on a very muscular backside. "N-no. Zip it back up!" she tried to reach back and do it herself, but it was hard to get it above her tail. It made her wonder briefly, just how did she get the suit on to begin with?

"There's no need to be afraid Kyle." Ashley said calmly, soothingly. "We're all friends here. We know all about who you really are underneath that girl outfit. Why don't you come out and show us?"

Kristy found herself identifying more and more as that male name. She heard Ashley's command, and she felt compelled to obey. "Right...okay...just...don't laugh." She grabbed onto one hand, and she 'pulled' away with the grabbed hand. It was a strange sensation, like trying to pull herself out of a skinsuit, yet when she pulled away, her human fingers dangled like an empty glove at the end of her wrist, while other fingers inside of her human skin wriggled around. "I...might need some help. This is a really tight suit."

With a chuckle, Ashley grabbed onto Kristy's head, and she pulled it away. Like a suit, it pulled off, and set 'Kyle's' head free from the suit. Kyle's head had a short equine muzzle, and long blonde hair with his white hide. He was muscular too, more than Benny was. The sheer fact that his oddly shaped muzzle fit so perfectly in the form of a human face would have raised many questions, but with a grin, Ashley just helped Kyle out of the rest of the suit. "No need to ask how you fit in here, let's just get you out, first."

As Kyle came out of the skinsuit, more of his masculine body was revealed. His pristine white equine hide, his black fingernails, his blonde long mane, and, as his lower half was pulled free, a large equine cock, bigger than Benny's by half a foot in length, and quite a few inches width. He also had two black hooves instead of normal feet. As Kyle broke free of his 'girl skin suit', he looked at the suit afterwards. It was almost half a foot shorter than him. It made him wonder just how he managed to fit inside of it in the first place, let alone hide so many of his features. Kyle reached his strong hand inside the suit, and tried to put it back in the hands of that suit. He found that his hands just didn't fit as well as they used to. The hands of the suit looked...distorted. "How did my hand fit in here in the first place?" He asked aloud. He knew his hooves would have never fit the feet of the suit either, nor would he have ever been able to feel anything, yet he knew there were times he stubbed his toe, and the pain he felt from it.

"Quit worrying about it." Ashley put her thumb on Kyle's forehead. "You're a muscular male equine now, nothing more, nothing less. Forget about your past life, and let's turn our attention to someone who needs to be changed more." she glanced at Jessica with a smirk on her face.

Jessica had been silent and watching the entire time. Her puffy asshole dripped all over the floor, but she figured her mistress wouldn't care. She couldn't stop herself from doing it even if she wanted! The fennec, upon hearing her name, wagged her tail as she got in front of Ashley on her hands and knees, as if she were a dog. "What is it mistress?" she asked happily. The man called Jeremy, while still in Jessica, was far down, too far down for Jessica to ever pull him back herself. Not that she could do anything without Ashley's permission first.

Benny looked at Kyle with a blush underneath his lion fur. He didn't want to admit it, but Kyle looked so much more attractive as a male equine than he ever did as that female human. Benny then looked at Ashley, and then down at Jessica. "What is her deal anyways?" he hadn't paid much attention to Jessica since his true form had actually been revealed, even if he knew something was still so wrong deep down.

"She's a submissive little bitch. Well, fennec technically." Ashley commented. "You can order her to do ANYTHING and she'll do it, even if it means changing part of her body. Go on, order her to grow or shrink something. Or to do something absolutely crazy, anything works really."

"I know one thing I like more than vaginas are cocks." Benny looked down at Kyle's shaft with a grin. "So Jessica, if you can, grow a cock! It can cum, but it's infertile."

Jessica heard the orders from Benny. At first, she was hesitant, but she was a sub at the end of the day. Whether it was Ashley, Benny, Kyle, anyone, so long as an order was given to her, she would have to obey. She felt her clit swell, and as it swelled, her nether lips sealed between her legs. Her clit took the shape of a human shaped cock as her vagina sealed. While she didn't grow the balls with the shaft, in a matter of moments, that clit was now a cock, average in size, and erect from the pleasurable sensations Jessica felt while it grew.

Kyle watched amusingly. "She should still be able to get hard though. In fact, she should absolutely crave cocks too."

Jessica took in those new orders. She still had a fascination with farts thanks to her mistress. That was incredibly hard to overwrite. Now though, she looked down at Benny and Kyle's shafts with a wide eyed look. She couldn't ask permission, but she just...wanted to ride those shafts in her giant puffy leaking donut ass, since she no longer had a vagina with which to even use anymore.

"I can't say I'm fond of her having a cock." Ashley tapped her chin. She was a dom, but she wasn't a mean dom. Well, at least she wasn't going to be to her new masculine male friends. "Let's change it up a bit. Jessica, you're always hard, but you can't orgasm unless we tell you to." She paused briefly. "Or unless someone farts on your face. Add a pair of testicles too while you're at it, average in size."

Jessica bit her lower lip, and slowly nodded as two round testicles suddenly dropped behind her shaft, that same shaft that grew aroused. She couldn't control herself. "Oh...oohhh..." she moaned quietly. She wanted to touch it, but without any orders to, she was fearful of what might happen if she did.

"She really DOES obey any orders, doesn't she?" Kyle said with an amused chuckle. "But what's this about farting?" It was true that the house smelled...unusually foul when he first came in, but he figured it was because Ashley was just a skunk anthro.

"Oh, she loves farts." Ashley replied casually. "And you two do as well. Not as much as HER, but you find yourselves getting aroused whenever someone lets one rip." As if to prove her point, Ashley farted only moments afterwards. A thunderous 'pfffrtt' gently rippled the couch she sat on.

Both Benny and Kyle became aroused at the very SOUND of Ashley's fart. As they were both clearly naked, their cocks could be seen both twitching to life. The scent of the nasty ass gas made their cocks harden.

"Hey...it's just a fetish, no need to judge." Benny scratched his mane with a nervous chuckle. His eyes looked down at his feline shaft. Something about it felt off, yet at the same time, so right. Everything about him did. He wondered about how he behaved when he dressed up like a woman, and his years spent as one. He couldn't get a question out of his head, how did he wear that outfit for so long?

"Of course not. It's what brings us all closer together after all." Ashley put up her feet as she looked at the two muscular men, and then Jessica, the small bimbo who could barely even think for herself. "We can always keep changing her though. I think she needs some hyper, so Jessica? Get those hyper lips."

Before Jessica could even respond, her lips inflated and swelled, easily tripling in size. The upper part of her lip touched the bottom of her fennec nose, while the bottom was almost all the way down to her chin. "As you like, with mithtress." It was much harder for her to talk decently with such big lips, but she tried.

"Such massive lips." Kyle tapped his chin thoughtfully. "How are they at sucking cock I wonder?"

"Why don't you find out?" Ashley patted the left, and right side of the sofa. "Take a seat beside me you two, and use Jessica to your hearts content."

"It's not fair if I'm the only one that gets to use her though." Kyle took a seat on the couch, and spread his legs. "Why not make a foursome out of it?" he grinned at Ashley, and then looked down to Jessica. "Suck my cock until I say stop."

Jessica couldn't disobey, plus with her new desire to crave cocks, she wouldn't have even if she could. She eagerly got down on her knees, opened those hyper sized lips, and took in that equine cock of Kyle's. It was a little difficult to take the whole length inside of her, but her lips easily wrapped around the huge shaft. Her maw, and her asshole, leaked happily from the arousal her body was getting from sucking him off.

"I can get his ass then." Benny suggested. He walked behind Jessica, and gave that furry ass of hers a light smack. "It's just a matter of what Ashley is going to do." Benny's half erect lion cock pressed up against that asshole. Jessica's round donut asshole could easily take that shaft in, so easily so, that Benny frowned slightly as he pushed it inside that warm, wet, rear. "Whenever a cock is inside of your ass Jessica, you tighten around it." He ordered.

Jessica could feel the cock inside of her huge asshole. Upon receiving the orders, and feeling the cock inside of her, she knew why Benny ordered it so. Her asshole was simply so hyper that few cocks could actually pleasure her, and they couldn't be pleasured so easily either. Her asshole puckered slowly around the shaft until she felt all of her walls grip around it. She couldn't say anything though, as she had a cock in her mouth too.

"Well, that technically leaves me with her cock, but fuck if I'm taking that." Ashley waved her skunk hands dismissively. "Jessica, you're strong enough to take any body on your back, but you don't show any muscles for it." Ashley then took a seat directly on Jessica's face while she was sucking that cock. Ashley could feel Kyle's cock between her legs, and just grinned at the horse. "Hope you don't mind. I might be a little," she let out a fart, moments after she sat on Jessica. "Gassy."

Jessica let out a mph as she was sat on. Thankfully, her body was quick to obey the order. Physically speaking, she didn't look any different, but she could take Ashley's skunk body, her nose deep in that black and white furry ass. The moment Ashley unleashed that fart, Jessica felt a wave of pleasure over her so strong, that she orgasmed from that cock of hers, a few quick sudden spurts of seed that splattered onto the floor. Even once that orgasm was done though, her shaft was still rock solid. She was still on the verge of orgasm, but despite that one orgasm she had, she couldn't do it again, not yet.

Benny chuckled down at Ashley. He felt that asshole not just clench, but tremble around his shaft as she orgasmed. "She really is some kind of slut." Benny stroked the fennec's sides with a smirk on his face. He humped and pumped his lion shaft in her back and forth. Her lubricated asshole made it incredibly easy for him, even with her being tight too.

"And then some." Ashley lifted up her legs and set them on top of Jessica. The scent of her fart filled the air, and her tail smacked Benny as she rode Jessica. She recalled already having told Jessica that she could orgasm only when being told, or when she farted, but she didn't remember setting a limit. "You can orgasm repeatedly too. You're very fast to recharge those balls."

Jessica slowly nodded as she kept sucking Kyle's cock with her hyper lips. Her tongue stroked the bottom of that shaft as her huge lips kissed his balls and crotch. Meanwhile, her ass slowly moved up and down Benny's cock too. Her lubricated rear made the job much easier.

"Who did she even used to be?" Kyle asked with a shiver as he felt his shaft sucked. She felt the wet hyper lips stroke his shaft more than even her tongue. "She used to be someone, didn't she?" Deep down, Kyle remembered he used to be someone too, but it was hard, especially when she was getting her cock sucked.

"We're going to keep this simple." Ashley licked her lips, and gave Kyle's equine ones a big kiss. Her tail curled around Benny, and she pulled his lion head in too. "When you two orgasm, you two are going to forget EVERYTHING about your old selves. All that will be left is Benny and Kyle, a lion man and a wolf man. You won't ask anything about who Jessica used to be either, just accept her for who she now is. And you will accept me for who I am. Your dominant, of course you two can be dominant to Jessica, EVERYONE can be."

Both Benny and Kyle nodded slowly at Ashley, seemingly hypnotically. Only moments after, they felt the pressure build in their cocks, building with more than just cum, but their old selves, at least, what was left of them. With two deep grunts, and then moans, both Benny and Kyle orgasmed deep within Jessica, giving her their precious seed, their first male orgasm that not only felt so wonderful, but eliminated any last remains of who they once were. Each pump and pulse of their hot sticky seed in Jessica's mouth, and asshole, every pump a bit more of their female human past, their old selves, long gone. The skinsuit Kyle once had vanished, as if the world itself was adjusting to set their new lives, and leave no remains of their old ones.

Jessica was well beyond that stage. Not just her life, but life around her and Ashley had altered to be as if Jessica was always that hyper bimbo slut that she was now. Her mistress took good care of her, and while she never got used to the multiple changes, she knew that her mistress, and any of her friends, knew best.

Deep down, despite how many times Ashley had orgasmed, thanks to Jessica, she knew of these changes. It was hard to want to go back to the way things were though. Here she was, a muscular skunk anthro with a sub that would literally fart money if given the order to, and she loved every moment of it, especially farting herself was such a relief. Plus, she now had two big strong men to be with, in addition to Jessica. It was a very enjoyable life for the skunk anthro, one she had no intention to fix anytime soon.