FiFi's Revenge
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Fifi's Revenge
It was so easy sometimes, I thought, as I helped Ellen out of the Rolls with a big smile on my face.
"Careful my love, don't trip." I said, and she giggled.
I'd been having my 'affair' with the old broad for about six weeks now, and it was almost time to move in for the 'kill'. She trusted me now since we were 'engaged', and had promised to give me her bank account information and Power of Attorney so I could manage her affairs. As in clean her out. I'd found out a long time ago that the best way to a woman's money was through her pussy. Fuck them enough and they'd give you anything to keep you doing it. How the old ladies really thought someone almost forty years younger than them could actually love them was always a mystery to me.
Not that I hated her or anything like that, I rather liked the old broad, but it was strictly business. Besides, I figured I was owed something; a lot actually, for giving her the best sex she'd ever had. And like I said, it was so easy. I'd picked her out of a crowd of possible 'victims' at a local country club flower show. It was a great place to 'shop' for my 'victims'. I'd woe them, screw them, then split with most of the contents of their bank accounts in cool hard cash. Not that I cleaned them out, I didn't, I always left enough for them to keep living in the 'style to which they were accustomed'. I just relieved them of all that extra money they didn't need anyway. Hell, I probably did them a favor. I didn't think of myself as a gigolo or anything like that, just a well paid fulfiller of their last romance fantasy before they croaked.
I already had over five million in my offshore account, and figured one more score and I'd be ready to 'retire'. Then I could start chasing after young bimbo's, with my wealth and good looks I'd get all the pussy I could handle. And from the looks of things Ellen would be my biggest score, I figured I could clean her out of at least a million plus change, maybe even two million. Her late husband; dead for twenty years, had made a fortune in the stock market and real estate and had left her very well off indeed. They'd had no children, so except for part time maids and grounds keepers she was all alone in that big old house with all that money, so I decided to give her a thrill and help myself to my unfair share. She was all alone that is except for that little mutant of a so-called dog. It looked more to me like a shaved rat with cotton balls stuck all over it. It was one of those useless French poodle things, and its name was Fifi (what else) and it hated me, and I hated it. But Ellen loved the little rodent, so I put up with it and pretended to like the mutt.
As we entered the large house; not quite a mansion, we were greeted but the hyper little creature, yapping and jumping up and down while Ellen drooled all over her "Itty bitty wittle piggy poo snookums." (Barf!) I tried to pretty much ignore it; most attempts at petting it had resulted in nipped fingers. But she held the waste of space up to me and said,
"Does daddy love our little piggy wiggy woo?"
Oh God, I thought, the things I do for money. "Oh yes, daddy loves little Fifi snoogums, yes he does!" I said, and I even managed to smile while it snarled at me.
She set the varmit down, and after she turned around I booted it into the next room and shut the door. Ellen was hard of hearing, so most likely wouldn't hear its annoying yapping. I wanted to make sure everything went according to plan. I was going to 'put the moves' on Ellen to make sure she signed all the appropriate documents. Then in a couple of more weeks I was out of the there, out of the country, and living the Life of Riley on some beach somewhere beating off nymphos with my dick. If she asked where the fluff-ball was I'd tell it took off out its doggy door to parts unknown.
We'd been out to dinner at a very exclusive; and ridiculously expensive, restaurant, but nothing was too good for my 'love bunny'. After all she was paying for it, and the filet mignon had been superb. I followed her; she was giggling again, up to her huge bedroom on the second floor. Her dear departed husband had been my kind of guy, and the huge bed had mirrors on the ceiling over it. It wasn't her usual bedroom though; she called it the 'love nest'. Whatever. I was nice though, very decadent. Once we got there I gave her a long kiss, and when we broke apart she couldn't get her clothes off fast enough.
I'm not a super macho stud, but I keep in shape and ain't half bad, and someone her age wasn't going to be terribly picky anyway. And to be truthful she wasn't really that bad looking, just kind of worn out and tired. She'd been a real beauty; a trophy wife, when she was younger, and still held onto some of that fading beauty. Her hair was just a little too blond (too much peroxide), but it was her real hair. I'd put the con on one old lady that was as bald as Yul Brynner and wore wigs, and the first time we'd made love it had been quite a shock when she took it off. Ellen still had a decent body too, she had a bit of a belly, but her tits were big and still fairly firm, and she had wide hips and a pussy to die for. It was all real too, no plastic, she'd kept in shape and hadn't needed any boob jobs or anything, though I suspected she'd had at least one tummy tuck. So for once I didn't have to imagine that she had a bag over her body, she was actually really good in bed and I enjoyed fucking her. And she didn't have any weird kinks, like that one lady that had me dress up as Peter Pan and climb in her window, up a trellis no less. I fell once and nearly killed myself when I landed in some rose bushes, and I was pulling thorns out of my ass for a week. I got $750,000 for my efforts though, before I went back to Never Never Land.
She slipped out of her panties as we reached the huge bed; I was already naked, and we sat on the edge and kissed for while; no dentures-thank you God, and I fondled her breasts and rubbed her nipples. She liked to give oral sex, so she slid off the bed and I sat with my legs spread while she gave me a fantastic head job; and man could she suck cock. I wouldn't have been surprised if she'd been a porn star before she married her sugar daddy, she certainly knew her way around a bed. Later while she was lying on her back and I was fucking the hell out of her she called me 'Ron' a couple of time which was her late hubbies name, but I didn't let it bother me as I concentrated on making us both cum, which I did very well. I loved sex, and seemed to have an almost unnatural instinct for what my lovers wanted out of me. And she was pretty demanding, but I was 'up' to the job. When she started calling me her 'big bad wolf' I knew what she wanted, and mounted her from behind doggie style. It was one of my favorite positions as it gave me full control, and I serviced her long and slow, making her moan and squeal until she was literally begging me to let her cum. I sped up at the end, and she was like a wild animal as we both climaxed. Then we lay side by side and told each other how much we loved each other; she meant it-I lied, and that was all it took. She was mine to do with whatever I wanted.
We got cleaned up and went downstairs, and reluctantly I let Fifi out of the room I'd locked her in. She ran right past me yapping; probably hadn't stopped all evening, and ran to 'mommy', who picked her up and drooled all over her. Then we adjourned to her husband's old office, and she proceeded to sign the papers that would soon make me even richer. But I wouldn't clean her out right away, I wanted to snoop around her finances as her husband had made lots of investments, and the Power of Attorney she signed gave me the legal right to do that. I was starting the think she was worth a lot more then I'd thought. Plus, like I said, for an old broad she was a damn good fuck, so hanging around for a couple of more weeks wouldn't be that much of a sacrifice. When we were through it was getting late, so time for bed. For some reason she didn't like to sleep with anyone else, except that stupid dog, so I had my own bedroom. Which was fine by me, she snored like a lumberjack. My room was really nice, and even had its own PC so I was able to start snooping through her assets online as I had all the right info and passwords.
Then when I went to get ready for bed and sat down to take my shoes off the bed was wet, the damn dog had peed in it again! That was about the fourth time the little fuck had done that, and that was IT, I'd had enough! I usually kept the door closed, but I must have forgotten today. I tore off the nasty smelly bedcovers and got a fresh set out of the linens closet. I had to flip the mattress too as a little had soaked through. I'd put up with that kind of bullcrap long enough, so the dog had to go.
The next day I got up really early and took the Rolls and headed into town to run some errands. I also took Fifi, luring the nasty little piss machine into a dog carrier Ellen kept for trips to the vet. Ellen was a late sleeper; especially after a night of wild sex, so I'd probably be back before she got up. I didn't kill the little nimrod or anything like that; I'm not a monster, I just let it go twenty miles from the house in the middle of town near the big college campus. I figured some other whacked out old lady would give the thing a loving home, if a cat or something didn't eat it first. Adios dogzilla, and good riddance!
Fifi didn't get very far before a student from the college picked her up, he checked the little dog for a collar, and finding none grinned, and said,
"Hi pooch, you'll do just fine. You just saved me a trip to the pound."
The grad-student took Fifi to one of the older building on campus, and going down to the basement he unlocked a door with a swipe of his keycard, and entering he passed through a cluttered office and into a rather shabby lab containing a stack of cages against one wall with various kinds of animals in them. He went to one of the larger cages and put Fifi inside, taking off the nametag that had "Rex" written on it. He scribbled on it, and when he put it back it had "Rex 2" on it.
"You, the student said, are going to make history little girl." Then he put some water and a small bowl of dry food in the cage, and left, turning down the lights as he went. He'd be back in a few hours to start the experiment again. The first test subject had died, but he had a new one now.
The student worked for a rather odd; but brilliant, professor who was convinced he could 'cross genetically engineer' a living being and give it the physical characteristics and capabilities of another species. Frankly the student thought the prof. was cuckoo, but the small salary he made kept him in college, so what the heck. Plus he got credit, and the prof was helping him with his own thesis. So it all worked out, though he did feel sorry for the animals in the small lab, some of the things that happened to them were pretty gross. The fact that some of the formulas they cooked up actually seemed to work, sort of, was bizarre. Frankly it creeped him out, he failed to see how giving a rat a human penis; the penis had been bigger than the poor rat, or a cat an extra pair of legs, would ever be of any real use. Still, it was interesting, and gave him good hands-on lab experience.
This, I thought, is looking better and better! I'd found a list of bank account numbers stuck in a folder from pre-PC days, and looking them up had found they contained over four million dollars! And I bet Ellen didn't even know about them, finances were not her strong point. I logged the numbers in my own laptop and shredded the folders contents. I'd just made over four million bucks in a few minutes. Life was good. The only problem was Ellen was destitute over the loss of poor Fifi, who appeared to have run away. Awww, I helped her look all over the neighborhood, but no sign of the little rat, boo-hoo, too bad, so sad. I'd told her to be prepared for the worst, there was a highway nearby and poor little Fifi had probably wandered on to it. Then I held her while she cried. I felt sorry for her, but not the stupid mutt. Then one thing led to another, and soon I was humping her from behind while she squealed and moaned. You know, maybe I really should marry this old broad, then I'd get everything! She had no living relatives, and she WAS a damn good fuck, I thought, as I screwed her. She had amazing control of her vaginal muscles, sucking and clenching my cock as I fucked her, and soon I had a fantastic orgasm. Yeah, I think I'll stick around for awhile longer. Probably find some more hidden funds, and the pussy was great!
The student looked in the cage at the small dog and shook his head. The experiment had been a 'resounding success', according to the prof. But human tits on a dog? They were nice tits, but still, he just couldn't see the point. Guess that's why he was the student. He filled a syringe and gave the shivering dog another shot, made a note on the clipboard hanging from the cage, and moving down the line of cages gave a series of other injections to the rats, cats, bats, goat, and other test animals. The one he'd given the dog was a growth serum; it would supposedly double her size and make her titties even bigger. He shook his head as he left and turned down the lights, weird!
The grown serum had a totally unexpected effect on the small dog, one that could be considered a success depending on how you looked at it, or maybe not. It reacted violently with some of the viral and other experimental serums the dog had been injected with over the last few weeks, but maybe 'violently' was an understatement. Fifi; or as she was known now 'Rex 2', collapsed and began to convulse, and; as the serum had been intended to do, grew. Rather fast and much more than expected. Within an hour the cage burst when it could no longer contain the still growing creature, and Fifi fell to the floor where she continued to spasm and writhe as she grew even larger, much larger.
Finally the incredibly growth rate stopped, and the now much larger dog became aware again as the pain faded. The sudden growth had been hard on its body as it had used every last bit of fat and much of its muscle volume to fuel that growth, and it was little more than an emaciated skeleton, starving and ravenous. So it ate the only available source of food, the other lab animals, tearing open their cages and devouring them one by one, every last scrap as it merely swallowed most whole. And the broad range of viral and experimental serums the other animals had been injected with reacted violently with those in Fifi's own system. The results were spectacular; but agonizing, for the test subject, and mercifully she soon became unconscious as her body began to change as it took on the physical characteristics of several different animals. For over an three hours the large body writhed and contorted into in new shapes and forms until nothing remained to identify it as once having been a small dog.
Fantastic, I thought, the old lady was worth over fifteen million according to the records I'd found, and that wasn't all of them yet! I decided I'd go ahead and marry her for sure, I'd even let her get a new poodle as she was still whining about the last one and it was driving me crazy. I figured I'd still be more then young enough to enjoy 'my' fortune after she was gone, or I'd put her in an old folk's home or something. But right now all she wanted to do was fuck, which was fine by me. I really enjoyed it, and she just about wore me out. I had to admit she was one of the best 'lovers' I'd ever had, young OR old.
The thing that had been Fifi woke up slowly, confused and scared. It/he/she had no idea what it was. It pulled itself upright by grabbing the edge of a heavy lab table with very human like hands, except for the pink color and long sharp claws. Its head was still basically canine, but the eyes were feline and glowed with intelligence; but it was a feral bestial intelligence with maybe just a little human in it. Large; fully functional, bat wings were folded against its back, its body covered with a mixture of different colored and textured fur, but evenly and symmetrical so it almost appeared natural. Its large pink ears were almost translucent, a spiderweb of veins clearly visible in the delicate flesh, two long ridged horns curled back between the ears, and black rubbery lips drooled as a long purple tongue licked over deadly fangs, whatever it was the new creature was definitely a carnivore. The arms were human like and powerful, and confused it ran its hands over a pair of large firm breasts covered in a fluff of thin white fur, and farther down three pairs of large nipples above a rather large set of male genitals, the heavy ballsack covered in short crushed black fur, the head of a large penis protruding from a short fat sheath. Yet it knew it was still female as well, it could feel that wet needy sex at the base of its long hairless pink scaly tail. Its digitigrades legs were those of a rodent, ending in large long toed paws with large hooked claws that clicked on the concrete floor as the monstrosity staggered around in a daze. It had no idea what, or who, or even where it was. But in its scrambled brain it remembered a warm safe place where it had been loved, and determinedly set out to find that dimly remembered sanctuary.
The door to the lab was no obstacle as it swung open easily, but the outer door was locked and bolted, so Fifi merely pushed it off the hinges almost effortlessly as it passed through. Several more doors followed until it reached the outside, where it promptly climbed the side of the building, and spreading its wings took off into the dark night. The dark was no obstacle, its built in sonar showed it the way. It had no idea which way to go, so took refuge in the steeple of an older church that was mostly empty except on Sundays. Plus the pigeons were easy to catch and good to eat, though the feathers made the beast sneeze it they tickled its sensitive nose.
The 'break-in' at the lab was blamed on SPCA or other activists as since there was no blood the authorities assumed the animals had been 'rescued'. It never occurred to them one animal had eaten all the rest. The professor's lab was closed down as there were just not enough funds to pay for repairs. The professor decided to retire, and the student assistant got a job at Wal-Mart and kept going to college. No one had the slightest clue they had accidently created a monster that was roaming around with an identity crisis.
Fifi instinctively kept out of sight, emerging only at night to feed and search for its 'home'. Since it fed mainly on small pets and birds nobody noticed anything was amiss, and slowly it ranged further afield in its ongoing search. Its confused mind slowly settled down as it learned to interpret the instincts and input from its now incredibly sensitive senses. The combined senses of several different animals made the large hermaphrodite an incredibly stealthy and deadly predator.
Finally; several weeks after its escape from the lab, the creature found what it had been looking for. It recognized the large secluded house instantly, both sight and scent telling it he/she had come 'home'. Eagerly it banked in for a landing in the backyard, and moving to the back door scratched and whined. When there was no response it stuck its large muzzle through the doggy door that it remembered having once been much larger and flared its nostrils. It could smell its owner, but also the unwelcome male who had intruded into its territory and stolen some of the attention its owner had once reserved solely for it. With a snarl it pushed harder, and the door gave way like balsa wood as it easily pushed its way through the doggy door, the heavy panels splintering around its bulk.
I was in the shower when I thought I heard something, and turning the water off I stuck my head out of the stall and listened. I knew Ellen was going to be gone for awhile as she'd gone to stay with a sick friend for a few days, but maybe she'd come home early. As I listened I could hear someone moving around in the kitchen, and was rather pleased she'd come home early as I was getting horny and I'd missed our regular fucking, and soon I had an aching erection thinking about it as I toweled myself off. I'd 'surprise' her, she liked me to do that kind of stuff, and 'drag' her to the bedroom to have 'have my way with her' while she 'pleaded and begged' me not to 'rape' her. So, still nude and rampant I snuck down the stairs to 'surprise' Ellen.
Fifi rooted through the kitchen cupboards feasting on the goodies they contained. She'd already found the container of dog food and finished it off in a minute. She was ravenous all the time, her metabolism now much faster and more demanding, so she was so busy eating she didn't realize she was being 'stalked', otherwise she would have detected the male right away.
I spit on my palm and slicked myself up as I approached the kitchen, maybe I'd just bend her over the counter and take her like that, she'd get a kick out of it. The light stayed on in the kitchen all the time, so when I looked around the edge of the door I wasn't really sure what I was seeing at first.
"E...Ellen??"
At first I thought it was someone wearing a greatcoat, they were bent over the counter eating something. But almost instantly I realized it wasn't a coat, and the long pink tail was definitely not one of Ellen's features either, neither was the fur. When the thing heard my voice it froze, then whirled around with a snarl, a half eaten raw roast stuck in its fang filled maw. And somehow I recognized it instantly.
"F-F-Fifi?" I stammered, just before screaming and turning to run like hell.
Fifi froze when it heard the male speak, and spun around in surprise. When the male said its name it remembered it, which kept it from attacking instantly in an instinctive reaction to being caught unprepared. Then when the male turned to flee it roared, and dropping to all fours pursued. The male didn't get far, and Fifi caught him in the large living room.
Jesus fucking Christ! I thought as I ran as fast as I could, that, that THING was Fifi! But how?!? But then my thoughts turned to utter terror as a large weight landed on my back and I found myself pinned, long sharp fangs in my neck biting down hard, but not breaking the skin, yet. Then it shook me like a rat, and I pleaded and begged it not to hurt me, blubbering like a little kid I was so scared.
Fifi held the prey down, its fangs around his neck. It hadn't killed anything this large before, and wasn't really sure what to do. Part of it didn't want to kill this type of animal, remembering how they had taken care of it, but part of it also hated this male. And as it shook him to make him stop struggling and submit it became aware of a sudden renewal of strange, but pleasant, feelings and sensations it had been having more and more often lately. It flared its nostrils as it smelled the male, and he reeked of fear, and...arousal? It could also smell the faint scent of sex on him; he had copulated recently with a female whose scent it recognized. And at the scent of both male and female sexual arousal it began to become aroused itself, its lust blossoming and growing quickly, and suddenly it was very interested in the 'prey' it had caught.
I played dead when it became obvious the monster was way too strong to fight, I only hoped it would tire of playing with me and go away after awhile. It hadn't torn my throat out yet which I took as a good sign. I could fell its warm furry body pressed against my own, and were those...breasts? I could feel two large soft globes of flesh rubbing against my back, the things incredibly powerful musk filling the air. It growled softly and I gave a small whimper, unable to stop myself. And surprisingly my dick was still rock hard, a not untypical human response to fear.
Fifi sniffed the male again, its anger fading into rising lust, and the need to mate. It had been in almost constant heat since its escape from the lab, both as male and female, its vagina wet and swollen, and its strange male organ had often grown hard; sometimes painfully so, its need growing daily. It had touched itself, pawing and fondling the large rigid shaft between its legs and licking it, but its paw/hands were not really made for self pleasuring, and rubbing its female sex against objects had also been less then satisfying. It had no experience as a male, but it instinctively knew what to do. And now it would appear it had found a mate and could at last slake its horrible lust. As it felt its penis began to lengthen and harden it began to position itself to mount its mate, eager and happy. It kept its grip on his neck to keep him docile and cooperative; and using its arms grasped him around his body to lift up his rear to get the angle right.
What the hell is it doing? I thought as it suddenly grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up. It still had its fangs in my neck, so I couldn't turn my head to watch. Play dead, play dead! I thought.
Fifi probed and prodded at the males hindquarters with its rigid penis as it prepared to mount him, but had a hard time getting lined up, but finally felt the sensitive head of its cock press against the only available opening, and with a deep muffled growl lunged into the man.
The thing kept pulling and yanking at me, and I felt something poking at my rear, which confused me. What the fuck was it doing? Damn it, stop biting me! But then as I felt that object press against my asshole I knew, but that wasn't possible!! Fifi was a bitch! But there was no doubt as to what suddenly penetrated and slid deeply into my virgin asshole, and I screamed helplessly as the monster begin raping me anally.
Fifi grunted and squealed in ecstasy as it serviced its mate; the males own cries only exciting it more, it had never know such incredible pleasure. The slick wet muscles clenching and pushing against its cock even as it thrust again and again felt wonderful and it loosened its fangs around its mates throat now that he was pinned helplessly, impaled on its aching throbbing cock, its large heavy balls slapping against his own. It didn't' take it very long to reach its first massive orgasm, its balls pulsing and straining as it filled its mates bowels with thick hot cum, cum containing a virulent compound of various viral and other experimental serums that had lost none of their potency. At that exact moment it was only a matter of time until its 'mate' was no longer human.
"Stoooop, oh God stoooop!" I begged, it felt like I was being split in half, the things cock was huge! "Aaaahhh, ugggghhh, stoooooppp!" On NO, I thought as the creature gave a sudden deep moan and I felt hot cum spurting deep into my ass. Oh gross! Then I gasped in pain as my insides begin to tingle and burn. God, what did it cum, acid!?!
Fifi, one need temporarily satisfied, pulled its still pumping cock out of its 'lover' and let his neck go, slobbering in pleasure as it flipped him over. His own cock, stimulated by its rubbing against his prostate, was still rock hard. With a happy squeal it lowered itself onto his rampant erection, then grunted in pleasure as his cock slid into its aching vagina, and leaning forward it pinned his shoulders as it began to ride him, rocking back and forth squealing in ecstasy as his cock slid in and out of its pussy.
"Oh, oh, GOD, get off! Uggghhh!" I gasped as my cock slid into Fifi's pussy, oh God it felt so good! Her pussy was hot, wet, slick and I slid in and out easily. Despite the horror of being sodomized my own lust had returned, and with a grunt I began to thrust up, holding onto Fifi's arms as the thing raped me again as it growled and squealed in lust, but this time I was a much more 'willing' participant. The beast gave a snarl of pleasure when my hands found its large firm barely jiggling breasts and I began push at them, feeling the large rubbery nipples rolling between my fingers. Oh God, I thought, I'm enjoying this, what the hell is wrong with me, this, this is bestiality! But even as I thought that my lust just keep increasing as the concoction of serums soaked into my system through my intestines. With a sob I slid my hands down to the things furry waist and holding on thrust even harder, its own huge penis bobbing and dribbling pre on my stomach as I fucked it back, it balls resting on my stomach just above my own thrusting penis. "Uggh, Oh, ohhhh, ugggh, UGGHH!" Oh GOD, this can't be happening! But it feels...so...GOOD!"
The contagion pooled first in the most stimulated portion of the man's body, his straining loins, and the change began there. Even as he desperately coupled with the heaving growling beast his own penis and testicles began to change, his shaft lengthening and thickening, his balls swelling and growing heavier, but lost in a daze of sexual pleasure he was as yet unaware he was already becoming something else. The sex merely sped up the transformation, made it less painful, at least for awhile.
Fifi ground down on its mate, the hardness inside its sex seeming to grow even longer and thicker as he thrust up even as it kept grinding down, the feel of his penis against its sensitive vaginal lips and muscles excruciating, his lips finding its nipples and sucking on them causing it to squeal even louder as it gnashed it jaws in a frenzy of lust. And it felt a building heat in its female sex even as pressure built in its balls again, and when its mate climaxed and filled it with his seed it climaxed as well, as both male and female, its cock spewing long sticky strands of cum across their heaving bodies. And it wanted more of that almost unbearable ecstasy, much more. With a snarl it backed away, then lifting the gasping male by his rump it took him again as a female, thrusting its throbbing cock deep into his well reamed out ass as he kicked his legs helplessly and squealed in more pleasure then pain as he clawed at Fifi's arms and chest.
This is wrong, so horribly wrong! I thought even as I felt myself nearing orgasm, the growing pleasure only making it even worse, and if anything I felt even harder, my cock throbbing and aching even more with each thrust, and when I orgasmed it was the most intensely pleasurable climax I'd ever had, and the thing on top of me yowled its own release as its cock sprayed great globs of cum all over my stomach and chest. As I tried to catch my breath the slobbering creature stood up letting my still pulsing cock slide free from its sex, then it crouched between my legs, and as it lifted my rear up I knew what it intended, and screamed, this time in pleasure, as it mounted me anally and began brutally fucking me. I tried to fight back, to resist, but despite the pleasure I felt strangely sick and weak, a growing nausea churning in my guts. I thought at first it was just a reaction to the horrible violation I was experiencing and I lay helplessly as the beast thrust, my eyes shut from the growing pain and horrible pleasure, so was spared the sight of what was overtaking my body for awhile longer. Too weak to fight back anymore I just held onto its muscular arms and pleaded, "Please, I gasped weakly, please stop!"
Fifi lunged into its mate as hard as it could, its lust just as intense and strong as when it had started, the raging infection in its body filling its testicles as soon as they emptied making it insatiable. Even as it approached another orgasm it knew it was just getting started, and growled in anticipation of the coming delights.
Finally I managed to lift my head and stared at the thing raping me, and closed my eyes for a second when I saw my penis jutting up from where its stomach was slapping into my groin. I closed my eyes because I couldn't be seeing what I thought I was seeing, my penis had turned a dark red color and emerged from a sheath, and my now much larger balls were covered in black fur which blended into the creatures own black belly fur. And black fur was creeping out from my crotch, fading to white fur as it reached my lower chest. And I felt a strange feeling between my own cock and the cock slamming in and out of my asshole, a growing sensitivity and...wetness?
The infection; having reached full saturation, began to initiate the changes at an even faster rate, the increasing pleasure in the man's sexual organs, including his new rapidly forming vagina, stimulating the transformation, and the more he was stimulated, the faster those changes. Already the internal changes were over for the most part, his breasts starting to enlarge as three pairs of new nipples formed on his lower stomach, his tail and wings taking longer to form, as he writhed in pain and ecstasy under the continued assaults of his 'mate'.
Fifi poured cum into its mate's ass again, and as soon as it stopped cumming it pulled its cock out, and straddling him impaled itself on his cock again, his now much larger penis giving Fifi even more pleasure then before as it rocked back and forth. Its mate seemed to be much more cooperative now; his own sounds of pleasure growing louder and more bestial as he roughly fondled its breasts and thrust up into it. Throwing its head back Fifi howled in pleasure as another massive dual orgasm rocked it again, its mates frenzied struggles merely prolonging their mutual agonizing ecstasy. As Fifi raised itself up and its mates cock slid free it detected a new scent, and thrusting its muzzle between its mates cum drenched legs it was delighted to find a new opening, wet and glistening, and ran its tongue over the new vagina with a delighted slurp. Then it positioned itself, and lowered itself onto its mate as it took him/her as a female for the first time with a snarl of lust.
Oh please, I thought, I can't take anymore! I felt horrible despite the incredible nonstop pleasure, my body sore and aching, my guts churning. As my cock slid free of the beasts pussy I gave a gasp of release, please let it be finished! Then I felt something wet lick between my legs against something down there I'd never felt before, and moaned in pleasure. What, what was that?? It, it felt so good! Then I screamed as I was penetrated in my virgin pussy for the first time, my wails loud and agonizing, but they quickly turned to moans and gasps of pleasure. Oh, oh GOD, I had never felt anything like this before! Harder, harder! The feeling of my own aching cock sandwiched between our heaving bodies made it almost unbearable, and as my 'lover' growled softly and licked my face I kissed its muzzle in a daze of sexual lust like nothing I'd ever thought possible. "Oh, ohhh, don't stop!" I moaned. When it reared up again to increase the speed of its thrusts I lifted my head and eagerly sucked and bit at its hard rubbery nipples, its approving snarls of pleasure loud in my increasingly sensitive ears.
The man realized something was happening now, something strange and horrible, but was a victim of his own not insatiable lust. They mated again and again, with him on top now some of the time, or taking his strange lover from behind, his only concern the pleasure he was receiving, and giving.
I looked down at my hands as my fingers lengthened and claws pushed out, squealing in pain as a muzzle slowly formed as I felt my face pushed out, the pleasure deadening the pain enough that I didn't pass out, I would be awake until the horrible process reached its conclusion, and there was very little human left by now. My 'mate' had mounted me from the rear again, its cock deep in my pussy as it brutally fucked me; I still had trouble accepting that I was also female now despite the incredible sensation of the hard cock inside of me, and I gasped from the pleasure, my sounds growing more and more bestial as my tongue thickened and lengthened to slobber over growing fangs, my huge cock bobbing up and down, my large heavy breasts jiggling as they swung back and forth in rhythm to my lovers thrusts, their nipples hard and sensitive. I had no doubts I was rapidly becoming the same kind of monster as the creature mating with me, the thing that had used to be Fifi. And though I didn't know it yet I would be identical to it in every way, except one.
It was well into the next day before Fifi was finally satisfied, having lost track of how many times it had climaxed both as male and female, often at the same time. It lay draped across the identical creature lying pinned underneath it, sobbing quietly. Nothing human remained about the second beast other than its fur covered upper pair of breasts, and its large partially human penis and balls. The rest was pure animal. Fifi was quite happy with its mate, at first the male had resisted, but as his own transformation into another hermaphroditic beast had progressed he had become an enthusiastic lover, unable to resist the growing needs and lust of his new bisexual body, and he had mounted and serviced Fifi numerous times with no hesitation even as he cried and begged, unable to deny the pleasure he needed more and more even as he kept changing and knew what was happening. Finally, thirsty, Fifi stood up and went in search of water, leaving the new beast alone to contemplate his/her new existence.
With a moan I sat up and looked at my hands, but they weren't hands anymore, they belonged on a rat, as did my hind legs and long pink tail. As I shakily stood up I was very aware of the heavy weight of my balls and large flaccid penis hanging partially out of its sheath, and also of the sensitive wet organ on my backside at the base of my tail and the large heavy breasts on my chest. Rather nice breasts, I realized as I hefted them, even the three pairs of much smaller ones had large sensitive nipples. Looking down my long canine muzzle I tried to say something, but all that came out was a rasping grunt, and further efforts produced only a mewling growl. I couldn't talk, things like me didn't talk. I flexed the wings on my back experimentally, knocking a vase from an end table, they were much larger then I had realized. I could hear my 'mate' in the kitchen, and my stomach rumbling went to join it, or was it a he or she, what did I even call us?? I wondered. I decided to call it a 'she', and myself a 'he', despite our identical dual sexes. One thing that confused, and terrified me to some extent, was I was still 'me', at least in my mind. My human intelligence and awareness seemed to be intact, but I was also aware of new senses and needs. And a growing desire to be with my 'mate', so I went in search of her.
'She' was trying to get a drink out of the sink by licking the drinking faucet, but wasn't having much luck, whimpering in frustration. With a snort I reached over her and turned the faucet handle, and she lapped at the stream of cold water happily. As I had leaned over I'd instinctively taken a good sniff of her fur and realized how good, how right, she smelled, and my breasts brushed against her back and my nipples tingled in reaction. And with a start I realized I wanted her again, wanted to mate with her. I felt my penis slide out of its sheath as it stiffened and grew hard, and leaning over again I snuffled at the back of her neck growling softly, and she lifted her head and growled back, turning it to lick my muzzle. Oh God, I thought, I can't believe I'm doing this! I need to find help! This so wrong, something is horribly wrong with me! But as she lifted her tail I positioned myself, and pinning her against the sink counter I mounted her, growling in pleasure as my cock slid into her hot wet, oh so tight, sex. As I serviced her I bit her neck and moaned through my fangs, it felt so good, felt so perfectly right, the pleasure almost unbearable, and I knew then that she WAS my mate, that no other 'female' could every satisfy me again. And I was hers, now and forever, her mate, and she was mine.
Unknown to me my mind HAD changed, my priorities new and undeniable, more those of an animal, and to find and keep a mate was foremost. Though more aware because of my intelligence I was now an animal as much as 'she' was. As I reached orgasm she came as well, both as female and male, blasting thick ropes of cum across the counter top. And then it was my turn, I had serviced her, now she would service me, and it was indescribable as her weight settled on my back and she filled my own female sex with her rock hard cock and I howled in pleasure as she fucked me, cum blasting from my own cock as a massive female orgasm racked my body, howling from the ecstasy my wonderful, beautiful mate was giving me. And happy, so very happy.
For the next two days we spent most of our time mating, stopping only to clean out the refrigerator and large freezer as we ate just about anything that was edible, the now overflowing sink providing water. And more and more my animal instincts rose to the surface and became dominant, my growing love for my mate foremost. She was so perfect, so very beautiful. We had made the main bedroom our 'den', and at first I had felt despair as I'd looked at myself in the mirrors, but now I looked at my reflection with only satisfaction, I was so much better than before, both male and female, able to enjoy being both, my fur sleek and shiny, my green cats eyes beautiful. And we were sexually insatiable, seldom going without sex for more than an hour or two, often coupling several times in a row, both as male and female, before being satisfied until next time.
We were so caught up in our pleasure and lust that I completely lost track of the time as the days and nights of sexual ecstasy passed. That is until Ellen walked in on us as we mated yet again. I was on all fours, my mate servicing me from behind, when Ellen came to the doorway of the bedroom, and dropping her purse gasped in horror. I lifted my head to stare at her, my tongue lolling from my mouth as I panted in lust, and the sight of her briefly awakened my now deeply buried human mind. I reached out a hand to her, pleading with my eyes, and tried to say "Please Ellen, help me, I don't want to be an animal!", but all that came out was a snarl of pleasure. Fifi was so engrossed in humping me I don't even know it she saw Ellen. Ellen disappeared even quicker then she had arrived, and I heard a door slam and the tires of her car squealing as she sped away, and as I orgasmed I roared in despair as my animal mind became dominant once again.
Later as I heard the sound of approaching sirens I knew we had to leave, it was no longer safe here, and the food was gone as well. When I left through the shattered back door my mate followed unquestioningly and soon we were deep in the woods and far from any pursuit. We live there now, our den in a small cave we found, and are happy enough. The game is fairly plentiful and easy to catch, and most importantly we had one another. My mind is entirely animal now, though my intelligence is still at the same level of a human, so I'm a very smart animal, and it is easy to avoid any exposure to humans, whom we instinctively shun. But sometimes I feel something, a deeply buried memory stir in the depths of my mind, and will look out at the lights of human homes and try to remember something, but then it will fade again. We do not produce any offspring as we are barren, lacking wombs or ovaries; our sexual organs are merely for pleasure. But we have another way of 'reproducing'.
Ellen was devastated. First her dear sweet little Fifi had disappeared, and then the wonderful man who as going to be her husband had evidently been killed, and probably devoured, by the two horrible monsters who had ransacked her house. It reeked of their musk and they had tracked dirt and other filth all over her once pristine carpets. And that horrible nasty gooey stuff she'd had to wash off of the counter and out of the sink, she didn't even want to think about what that might have been. The police hadn't believed her about the monsters, they just said it was probably some wild dogs, and that her 'lover' had most likely just run off, even though he left behind all his belongings. They had told her he was some sort of 'conman', but she refused to believe them, yelling at them to get out. And now she felt sick as she lay in her bed, her hands itching where she'd gotten that nasty goo on them when she'd been cleaning the counter. As she rubbed her hands against her breasts and pussy, wishing her lover was there, she spread the contagion that had been in the beasts cum and was already spreading throughout her own body.
The virus was not a virulent as it had been before, but it was still infectious, and as Ellen slept fur began to spread up her arms and across the areas she had touched as she'd pleasured herself. Her change would take longer, but would be mostly over by the morning. Driven almost insane with lust she attacked and 'mated' with her maid when the woman showed up to perform her three times a week cleaning duties. By the next morning both had completely transformed, and confused and terrified, but in love with their mate, they fled into the woods as well. They soon met the other two beasts and joined their 'pack', none recognizing the others. After awhile they began to add new members to their pack as hikers and joggers began to go missing, becoming the center pieces of orgies until they too changed. When their numbers became too great for the local area to support them mated pairs and single beasts began to leave the pack and set out on their own. By the time anyone realized what was happening there were hundreds of them spread out across thousands of miles and several states.
The first one to be captured was treated as a freak of nature, some calling it The Jersey Devil or other legendary creatures. But when more were captured; or more likely killed by terrified hunters who didn't understand they were in fact harmless unless provoked, it soon became obvious that whatever they were there were lots of them. Many people who were exposed to them changed, and while most underwent their metamorphosis in privacy; or if lucky with a loving mate, some sought medical help, which proved to be useless. When the true nature of the 'beasts' became apparent an attempt was made to eradicate them out of self defense, despite the protests of animals rights groups and others who said that they were still human despite their physical form. However even most of these attitudes changed; as often did the people, when the virus became airborne.
The End?
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