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Bella gets a pleasant awakening and then a new character meets Mal.

Shifting Consequences--Chapter 13: Odd Introductions

By: Zmeydros AKA Lucien Quinn

zmeydros (Twitter), Malfedrosti (Mal Twitter), zmeydros.tumblr.com

Zack smirks at Bella as she sleeps peacefully on the bed. His petite breasts are pressing against her side as her chest rises and falls. He hears Glenn approach the side of the bed.

"Jimminy Christmas. That was insane... I think I know why she's tuckered out." Putting a hand on Zack's shoulder, Glenn whispers. "I think your mate's a sexual savant."

Zack giggles and then feels wetness grow in his crotch when he realizes that he can try Bella's trick on himself. He grins when his gaze drifts down to her cock. It's big even when it's mostly flaccid. Getting off the bed, he takes off his clothes. "I'll start putting away the groceries after I've changed into something more comfortable."

Glenn starts getting undressed. "Good idea."

As he takes off his clothes, Zack thinks about the blue and red winged dragon that he turned into when he was camping with Glenn. Once he has everything off, he pictures the blue and red form and starts to direct his transformation. It feels effortless to transform this time. Even the noises from his transformation are subdued. His snout and tail push out, while red scales start to cover his chest, belly and crotch and blue scales start to cover everywhere else. He only gains an inch or two of height and figures he's about five and a half feet tall. His hair grows down to his shoulders and turns black as his ears get longer and pointier.

"I remember that form. I'm not sure whether I like it better than the one you're normally in, but the wings are cool." Glenn takes off his socks. "I'm never gonna get tired of watching you transform."

"I like the wingss too and I hope I can get them to form this time. I'll let you have some of my special sauce once I'm fully transformed." Zack winks at Glenn.

A big smile forms on Glenn's face. "Hurry up then. I want my fur back."

Zack's pussy gets a bit more puffy and full, sending a jolt of pleasure through him that causes him to swing his tail wildly and gasp. He tries not to growl in ecstasy when his black clit grows out to a proud three inches in length. A grin forms on his face-he may make it a lot longer or make some other kinky additions to this form later. His thoughts are interrupted by the sensation of his wings forming. It feels slightly painful as new bones form and push against the scales that cover his back.

A few seconds later they start pushing out from his back and the pain lessens. He watches them grow until he has a 6-foot wingspan. When he flaps them experimentally, he feels energized. Flying may not be possible with these wings, but something about them feels powerful.

Walking toward Zack, Glenn stares at his wings. "Whoa, you stirred up quite a breeze when you flapped. I wonder if your wings have a purpose other than looking awesome."

"I have no idea, but I like them." Zack leans in closer to Glenn's ear. "So, do you want to get some of my juicess on your own or do you want me to get them for you?"

"I'm feeling a bit hands-on at the moment."

Without warning, Glenn leans down and rubs his fingers at the entrance to Zack's sex. Zack grabs hold of Glenn. "Oooh, that feelss good. I don't know if I can last another hour without getting off."

Glenn shoves two of his fingers into Zack, causing him to squeak and pant lustily. "I think you'll make it till tomorrow if you put your mind to it, but I'm not going to go easy on you." With his other hand, Glenn strokes Zack's clit.

Bucking his hips, Zack clings to Glenn.

"I think a trial by fire, is the best way to see how much control you have." Glenn removes his fingers from Zack and licks them.

Zack's mind is full of images of Glenn taking him like an animal. An urge to pounce Glenn and ride him like a fox in heat causes Zack to shiver. He starts to take deep breaths and force his mind away from images of fucking. It is very hard for him, but soon Glenn's transformation distracts him and his lust falls back under his control.

Glenn can feel his entire body tingling as if it has a static charge. It feels as though something big is about to happen. He tries to direct the energy he feels into his transformation and almost falls over when a flurry of popping sounds comes from his body. All of his bones are growing at the same time. His muzzle is pushes out, his legs get longer, his hips and shoulders get wider, his arms, legs, and hands get bigger. The changes are happening in time with a throbbing of his entire body. The pain is less than normal and the transformation is happening so fast that he can barely keep track of it.

"I think thiss is your fastest time ever. I wonder what it feelss like." Zack walks closer to Glenn.

With each step Zack makes, Glenn feels more energy surge within him. When Zack touches his shoulder, every muscle in his body starts to grow, his tail forces its way out of his back, and fur sprouts from every inch of his skin. Just three seconds after Zack's touch, his entire body has completely changed. "That was intense. It felt different this time, like something was urging my changes to happen."

"My wings tingled a bit, but I'm not sure if that's connected to what happened." After a sultry kiss to Glenn's muzzle that Zack has to stand on his tiptoes to deliver, Zack hugs Glenn and enjoys the feeling of his fur against his breasts.

Hugging back, Glenn strokes his hands over Zack's wings. "This feels nice, but I think we need to put these groceries away first." He kisses Zack on the top of the head and then releases him.

Putting the groceries away, Zack and Glenn grope each other playfully. After the last bit of food is set where it belongs, Zack pulls Glenn into a passionate kiss. Their long tongues entwine and fight for dominance as their hands roam each other's bodies. Zack's clit becomes erect and starts rubbing against Glenn's leg while Glenn's penis gets bigger and bigger until it is pinned between them.

Moments later, Zack breaks the kiss and smiles at Glenn. "I think it's time for me to clean up my mate." He starts walking toward the bed.

"I'll enjoy watching that." Glenn follows Zack.

Zack crawls on the bed and sits between Bella's legs. When he starts to lap up her juices, she wakes up with a start.

"Oooh, that feels good. Don't stop." She pulls her penis out of her cunny and pushes it into Zack's mouth. "Mmm, even better."

Cleaning her up takes a couple minutes and he has to wrestle with her penis, but Zack enjoys every second. Her smoked salmon taste is delectable. When he's done, he climbs on top of her and presses his breasts against hers. "Looks like you enjoyed our time apart."

"Just wait until-what the hell?" Bella looks at Zack's face with a confused expression.

"Oh, this is another form I turned into randomly a couple days ago. I thought it would be fun to try out this body again." Feeling protected by Bella's larger, more toned form, Zack nuzzles her.

"Mmm, well, I like it. I feel very tall compared to you when you're like this..." Her eyes become entranced by Zack's wings. "Those wings are beautiful."

"Thank yo-"

"Holy crap! Magic energy is pouring out of you, like you're a conduit between..." Bella's eyes focus on something far away and then she starts casting a spell with her hands. The colors are very bright and she stops before anything happens. "Spread your wings."

Zack does so and the colors get even brighter and an electrical zapping sound comes from Bella's hands. "What's happening?"

"Your wings are like antennas that boost the signal from Mal's domain. I think Mal designed your current form to give a magical boost to you and your allies. Your other form strikes me as more of a physical beat em' up one." She looks into Zack's eyes. "I could cast a sustain spell that lasted weeks using you as a signal booster."

Glenn folds one of his ears down. "Wait a minute, this means that Mal was planning for us to have you rejoin us the day after I broke Zack out of jail?"

"I wouldn't doubt it. Mal plans some things way in advance." Bella shrugs. "I'm not sure why he thought we would need Zack's current form... Hey, Mal."

A purple carrot appears, floating a foot above Bella's head. "Yeeeeesssss?" The voice sounds like it's coming from behind Glenn.

"What the?" Glenn takes a quick look behind him, but sees nothing there.

Zack giggles at the situation.

"Why did you give Zack this form?" Bella points at Zack's wings.

The carrot bounces. "Because I wanted to."

"Why did you want to?" Bella lifts an eyebrow.

"There would be no fun in telling you that... See ya!" The purple carrot disappears.

Shaking her head, Bella sighs. "Sometimes he's helpful, sometimes I want to strangle him."

Glenn nods. "I can sympathize with that."

Bouncing a bit on top of Bella, Zack smiles. "I would be annoyed with him, but I think it's exciting that I'm an antenna. I bet you can do some awesome stuff when I'm in this form."

"I'll teach you some magic and you can benefit from that form too." She looks into Zack's eyes. "I love you."

"I'm starting to have some strong feelings for you, but I don't know whether I can say it back yet." Zack frowns.

"It's okay, I understand. I'm just glad I'm your girlfriend." Bella strokes the membrane on one of Zack's wings.

After rolling off of Bella, Zack asks, "What were you going to say before you interrupted yourself?"

"Hmm, something to do with... Oh, I remember. I was going to talk about what I did before you got back. Just wait until you try it. It's different from masturbation and sex with a partner. Feeling the inside of your pussy with your own penis is absolutely amazing." She kisses him on the nose. "I've gone twice in the last eighteen hours and both orgasms were incredible. I think I might make it till tomorrow morning without getting horny again."

"Just until morning? Why haven't you fucked everyone in the high school by now, with a libido like that?" One of Zack's ears perks up.

"Heh, she's giving you a run for your money, isn't she?" Glenn winks at Zack, who just sticks his tongue out and pretends to be offended.

"I have spells that cast pretty convincing illusions and I have a large toy collection. I'm mainly attracted to anthropomorphic characters. Most humans just don't do it for me. You're one of the few exceptions." She runs a finger along his snout. "I think your current form is sexier than your human one, however."

"I'd have to agree with you there. I never thought about being a dragon because I had no idea what I was missing." He pushes his tongue into her mouth.

The kiss lasts a minute or so before Bella breaks it. "I'm hungry, but I feel too lazy to cook. Want to make me breakfast?"

"Oh, and she's bossing you around too. I think we know who's the alpha in your relationship." Glenn smirks.

Zack chuckles and looks at Bella. "You never have trouble speaking your mind, do you?"

"Nope, remember when I told you that your haircut looked like someone put a bowl on your head and just cut around it?" She giggles. "You looked so sad until you looked in a mirror and saw what I was talking about. When you looked in the mirror, your expression could only be described as horrified."

Glenn laughs.

"I'm glad you came with me to the hairstylist to translate what I wanted into hair-speak." He grins at her playfully, showing his pointy teeth.

She laughs. "Hair-speak? Is it similar to moon-speak?"

"It's the third cousin twice removed's brother in law, of moon-speak." Getting off the bed, Zack swishes his tail; he missed having one.

Bella laughs harder. "I know why Mal likes you... I just remembered why you let them get away with that haircut. You were running late for a Daft Punk concert."

"I like their stuff; you've got good taste, Zack." Glenn gives Zack a high-five.

"Yeah, I still got a good spot, but I looked like a dork the entire time without even noticing. What surprises me is that none of my friends mentioned it during the car ride to or from the concert. Maybe they wanted me to look ugly so that they could pick up women without my good looks interfering with their plans." Zack waves his hand dismissively.

"Heh, your good looks do make that likely." Groping Zack's ass, Glenn lets out a playful growl.

Zack growls back and bares his teeth at Glenn who smiles and pulls Zack into a bear hug. Kissing Glenn repeatedly, Zack starts giggling.

"You two look so cute together." Bella smiles, rolls onto her side and idly thumps her fluke against the bed.

After Glenn sets him back down, Zack looks at both of his friends. "I'm going to go make breakfast in the nude; wish me luck." He walks toward the kitchen.

"I don't have to. You're a great cook." Bella sits up and stretches.

"I'll help you, Zack. I can break eggs open without getting eggshells in them, but frying them is a different story." Glenn follows Zack.

* * * * *

Vale looks at her body as she passes a mirror in ballet class. She frowns at the way her pert breasts bounce as she prances and leaps from one end of the room to the other. Breasts are fine, but not on her-they don't belong. The nicely toned muscles that she's gotten through ballet class are her pride and joy. They are the only masculine thing about her. Not her big eyes, her neck-length black hair, her feminine hips, her dainty limbs, her cute nose, her scant five feet of height, or her fine-featured face. Many guys find her Vietnamese heritage sexy and she's been told that she's a total babe, but it's not what she wants. It's not who she is...

Even though she's in college now, she's doing her parents' bidding. Ballet class represents the femininity that she wants to shed. It's the antithesis of her self image. The only reason she puts herself through this is to keep her parents happy so that they keep paying her tuition. They claim that they want her to have extracurricular activities that she enjoys, but when she went after masculine activities, her parents kept telling her that that wasn't what they had in mind. Slowly, painfully, she narrowed the list of activities down until she got to ballet and her parents finally praised her for choosing such a wonderful activity.

Throughout her childhood she always gravitated toward men and the things that men do. Those things felt right, those things made sense. Wearing makeup, dresses, long hair, wearing perfume, and playing house felt absolutely wrong. Even more so when her parents forced them on her. It was like trying to eat whole canned tomatoes without gagging. She shivers-there are few things in the world that bother her as much as whole canned tomatoes. Fresh tomatoes or tomato sauce is fine, but they turn evil when they're canned whole. It turns them into gelatinous zombie tomatoes... Her line of thinking is serving as a wonderful distraction from what she's actually doing.

As ballet class comes to a close, her smile comes back. Soon she'll be able to go back to her dorm room, sit around naked, go on SoFurry, do some hacking, eat lunch, drink Mountain Dew, belch, and play some video games until bedtime. Summer classes don't start for another couple weeks and she wants to make the most of every second of her free time. After performing her final pirouette, she practically runs to the dressing room.

Her ballet uniform comes off in seconds and she starts putting on her sweat pants and t-shirt, while smirking at the fact that Michelle is staring at her breasts again. Fucking Michelle with a strap-on last year wasn't a mistake, but she should have been prepared to start a long-term relationship with Michelle. She might have, if she could've trusted her parents not to freak out and abandon her if they ever found out.

A relationship with Michelle would probably have worked out very well-especially since she liked furry art. Being in a lesbian relationship would have been truer to Vale's nature than trying to find a boyfriend that her parents approved of and she could stand to be in the same room with. She's not always dominant, but if she's got to have a man, he's got to like being fucked every now and then. Her clothes are on and Michelle is walking out the door.

Making her way to her dorm room, Vale dreams of being a man, not having to worry about ballet, makeup, tight shoes and jeans, or fashion trends. She'd have no breasts to get in the way, she'd be in karate instead of ballet, she would get to be the fucker and not always have to be the fuckee, she wouldn't have to buy bras or tampons. It would be marvelous. Well, if it could be done without painful unreliable surgery.

If she was a guy, her hacker handle would make more sense. "The AntiVix3n" doesn't really fit her current form. Most men consider her to be a rather tasty piece of tail. Ugh, she wants to be the one doing the penetrating for once. She likes men, but being a man or a herm and being with men would be much better. If only it were a possibility.

She opens the door to her dorm room and steps in. Her parents aren't pure evil. They did get her a dorm room of her own. No roommates to worry about, no trouble sleeping because of loud music, and no messes that she didn't make herself. After she shuts the door, she throws her ballet stuff in the closet, takes off her clothes, and walks over to her computer-a seventeen-inch Macbook Pro. This laptop has treated her very well over the past year and programming on it is absolutely wonderful. Not as wonderful as making music using Garage Band, however.

When she sits in front of her computer, she opens it and grins when she sees the porn image she was looking at before she left for ballet. It's a picture of two male wolves having sex on a park bench. Their expressions are perfect. The wolf doing the penetrating is biting the other wolf on the neck and the wolf being penetrated is howling in orgasm.

Furry porn and the furry community are her secret escapes from her boring life as a human female. Both of her sonas are male. A bit of heat builds in her crotch as she thinks about them. One is a zebra-striped wolf and the other is a zebra. Both of them have horse cocks, but the wolf's cock has a knot. Her backstory is that they're half-brothers and their mother is a female zebra. What makes them even hotter is that they're only two years apart in age and they enjoy fucking each other for fun.

After she clicks on the link to her control panel, she puts her hands up to her face in surprise. Her last two submissions have over a hundred faves. One of them is a commission she had done of her sonas fucking each other as seen from behind. The other is a techno song that took her a couple months to put together. If she didn't like programming so much, she'd try to make it as a musician. The stress of trying to live as a musician is probably pretty bad, though, so she's probably better off sticking with programming anyway.

She browses SoFurry and RP's for a half hour before she's too horny to think straight. In the RP, she just came inside a sexy panther. When she reaches down to stroke her cock, she finds empty space and frowns. Sometimes, while RPing, she forgets that she's female. With a sigh, she idly rubs her clit. Her libido slowly leaves her and she stops playing with herself. Time to do some hacking...

Clicking on the simple interface she made for a firewall penetrator, she gapes. While she was in class, her little program found a vulnerability in Verizon's firewall. She'll have to send them an anonymous email explaining the vulnerability... A text window pops up and distracts her.

Mal: If I made it possible for you to be your sona in real life, would you drop everything and help some of my friends?

This isn't a chat window. How is this Mal guy using this text file like one, and how does he know about her sona? She better act normal while she tries to figure out what's going on. If she lets on that she's surprised, this guy might gain the advantage.

AntiVix3n: Your question requires the impossible to happ-

Mal: Not impossible. The possiblity approaches zero, but it is not equal to zero. Especially when I'm involved.

She stares at her computer screen for a moment, not knowing what to say. Checking to see what programs are running, she shakes her head; nothing is out of the ordinary. When she runs a program that checks the integrity of her firewall, it reports no breaches. If this person is a hacker, he's better than anyone she's ever come across. A frown forms on her face. What the hell is going on?

Mal: Don't look so sad. I'm not hacking your computer. I'm using magic.

How does he know she's frowning? Can he see her through the webcam that's built into her Mac?

AntiVix3n: Prove it.

A lightning bolt jumps from the wall behind her computer and strikes the wall behind her, making a quacking sound. That wasn't thunder... She tries to see burn marks on the walls, but finds none.

Mal: If that didn't prove it, this will.

Lighning bolts start arcing all over her room, perfectly choreographed so that the quacks make the tune to the 1812 Overture. She starts laughing. This has to be a hallucination. She must be so dehydrated from ballet class that she's delirious or something.

AntiVix3n: Okay, I have no idea why I hallucinated you, but this is great. We better get to the part where I transform into my sona before reality re-asserts itself.

Mal: You've miscalculated. This is not a hallucination or a dream, and you have not been hooked up to a virtual reality without your knowledge. I need a serious answer.

Her heart starts to race. How can this not be a hallucination? Lightning bolts don't quack. Did she finally lose her mind?

AntiVix3n: There's no way this is reality. Too many impossible things are happening.

Mal: Proving that I'm real to a skeptic isn't something I wanted to do today. I have the means to transform you into both of your sonas. My name is Malfedrosti and I'm the god of absurdity.

Her desire to transform into her sona causes her to shake slightly. A powerful wave of emotion crashes over her and her face can't decide which emotion to display. If this person is fucking with her, he better be the best hacker in the world, because she will find him and fuck up all his equipment... That is, if she's not imagining all of this.

Screw this uncertainty. If this guy is telling the truth, she'll feel what it's like to be her sonas; if this is an illusion, it won't harm her to go along with him, and if this is a ruse, she'll find out who did it and show him why pissing her off is dangerous. If this guy can make lightning bolts quack and even thinks about doing something that ridiculous, he might very well be the god of absurdity. Wait...

AntiVix3n: You said that you're the god of absurdity... The fact that there would even be a god of absurdity is... Absurd!

Mal: How tautological of you.

She laughs at her own statement.

AntiVix3n: I want to go through with this, but how do I know I can trust you?

Mal: You don't. What you have to figure out is whether the reward is worth the risk.

AntiVix3n: What do your friends need help with?

Mal: The government is tracking them because they have the power to transform others through sexual contact. You can help them help others who have this ability, and you can keep them from being discovered.

AntiVix3n: Can we talk about this face to face?

Mal: Certainly.

A glowing blue water bottle with an emoticon :D face appears out of nowhere. "Now we're face to face."

Vale smirks. The voice from the bottle has a cheap underwater effect applied to it, which befuddles her ability to tell if the voice is male or female. "I should've expected something like that."

The face on the bottle takes on a B) expression. "Indeed."

"So I have to have sex with one of them to be able to transform?" Grabbing a clicky pen from her desk, she starts to twirl it through her fingers.

The bottle bobs slightly. "Indeed."

"Are any of them hot?" Her clit twitches. Is she going to be having sex with a real life furry?

The bottle nods. "Indeed."

A giggle comes from her. "That doesn't really answer my question."

"Indeed." A :P expression is now on the bottle.

"You better come up with a better answer before I grab those scissors and punch a hole in your polycarbonate ass and make your purified insides dribble onto the floor." Slowly, with a menacing expression, she reaches for the scissors.

The emoticon changes to :O and the bottle backs away a bit. "Based on people's reactions to one of them, I'd say he's very hot. He's a herm dragon." The expression changes to ;).

"I like herms a lot..." The pen she's twirling falls onto the floor and she picks it up. "Is there anything else I should know before I agree to do this?"

"One of the people you'd be helping is gay and turns into a muscular raccoon with a sizable phallus." B) is displayed as the water bottle makes a revolution.

Her spine tingles as she grows wet. "Is he easy to get along with?"

"My prediction is that you two will make great lovers and make a lot of love. I believe he is currently in need of some ass lovings." Little hearts form on the sides of the bottle and get bigger until they pop. It looks like the hearts are fissing.

Vale giggles. "So the god of absurdity is also a matchmaker?"

"When it amuses me." The hearts disappear and ^_^ is displayed on the bottle.

"Give me a moment." If she goes through with this, she might never get a computer science degree and she might get screwed over by this entity/individual. Arousal hits her hard. If this god is telling the truth, she's going to get screwed in a much better sense and she'll be in a body that she wants to inhabit... What's the best way for her to just drop out of school? "I need to write an email to people at the college and my parents, telling them that I'm taking a leave of absence."

"You don't have to come with me tonight; I'll give you two days to tie up any loose ends before you leave. If you disappear suddenly, people will be much more suspicious, and I don't want any more attention drawn to my friends than necessary." The face changes to :| and the bottle wobbles slightly.

She's waited so long for a chance to be her sona and right now, two more days seems like an eternity. "How about one day. I'll just tell people that I've decided to travel this summer instead of go to summer school. I'm not actually in classes right now. I took my finals a week ago."

The emoticon changes to :D and the bottle jumps in the air happily. "That sounds like a good plan. I'll see you tomorrow evening then. Enjoy your last day as an angst ridden anchovy!" With a loud popping sound, the bottle implodes and turns into a piece of turtle cheesecake.

Vale catches the piece of cheesecake before it hits the floor and laughs when she realizes that it's made of plastic.

"Glad you enjoyed that. Now, I'm actually going to leave." It looks as though an invisible animal is taking bites out of the hollow plastic cheesecake as munching sounds are heard. Watching this process causes her to giggle uncontrollably.

After the plastic confection is fully eaten, she turns toward her computer. Her parents will be the hardest to convince. She already has a lot of their money in her account, but she would rather have their approval. Pissing them off would make it hard for her to come back if things don't work out.