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Eric was like most humans, mortal with no remarkable destiny ahead of him but an uncertain future full of potential. He had no mystical powers or great strength, but was generally menial and lived peacefully among the mortal and mythical alike. He carried with him a strong, masculine physique that, while not so potent as to read loudly of a powerful heritage, did hint at the strength he'd inherited from his orcish grandfather. A dense, but not long, head of jet black hair that matched the woolly beard covering his strong jaw and complimenting his radiant green eyes. He had a strong, if stocky build, that made him look almost too wide for his six foot, two inch posture, but most of an absence of a belly kept him from looking too heavy.

With a mostly average life that would likely stretch into his future, he was relatively young at the age of twenty-two starting this day. It wasn't a particularly notable birthday by any stretch, but it was an anniversary that would change his life and future. He'd spent much of the day searching for a job, like he had most of his, still fairly early post-college days. His friends had decided to take him to a club of some legend: the Pantheon.

Though catering specifically to mystic creatures and beings, they were one of the few clubs in their small city that also welcomed mortals past the doors. The line to enter was long, but swift, a minotaur bouncer welcoming them in shortly after reaching the front of the queue upon hearing that it was his birthday. While his two friends had frequented clubs and bars in the past, it was his first time in one himself. Not overly sociable, or desperately seeking companionship, he gravitated naturally over to the lively, but not crowded bar.

His first beer turned into a second in short order in his absentminded drinking shortly into the night. He needed them to relax and loosen up, he reasoned to himself, to get more comfortable in the face of the night's early beginnings. His eyes scanned the bar as he sipped on his second drink, catching a number of elves, beast men, tieflings and harpies on the dance floor, along with a few other races he noticed intermingling casually with the humans in the club. Among all of them would be the occasional dragon in humanoid form, or perhaps even a demi-god hundreds of years old enjoying themselves with younger, more fragile races.

Imagination would drift off on occasion, but he enjoyed the sight of the club goers for a length of time that seemed to stretch on for longer than it likely was. He got caught up in the bustle of the dance floor, eyes lingering on the women dancing among the various beings in the club. He saw where his friends were, but was enjoying himself in his own way as he quaffed at his beer. His nerves calmed gradually over the length of a half an hour, but before he was ready to head out to the dance floor with his friends he felt a tap on his shoulder.

His head casually turned and he came to notice a tall, proud stallion standing next to him. He stood several inches taller than Eric, similarly as wide, but with a more solid frame. His fur was an immaculate white, that was so glossy it was almost pearlescent, even in the dim light of the club, while a similar impressive mane trailed down his neck. From his forehead jutted a lengthy pointed spire of a horn that identified the colt as a unicorn.

Eric hadn't noticed the unicorn before, but now that their eyes met there was a preternatural charm towards the stranger, almost as if he commanded when attention was drawn towards him, and kept when it was obtained. The exotic nature of the rare equine, while notable, was not his only outward redeeming quality, but his stunning handsomeness and magnetically charismatic. When the unicorn smiled at him, Eric felt his heart skip a beat, all the tension of his discomfort in an unfamiliar setting melted away as all his focus narrowed onto just the two of them standing apart from one another.

"You feel out of place here, might I ask you your name?" the unicorn said with strong confidence in his intoxicating utterances.

Eric began to feel flustered, a flushness growing on his cheeks as his posture straightened a bit. He'd not usually question his sexuality, typically considering himself stubbornly straight, yet he found it wavering in the unicorn's presence. Any confidence he had built up while indulging his beer faded immediately, a false bluster replacing it as he offered a pleasant smile in return. "Yeah, I don't do do this night scene all that much," he admitted with some bashfulness in his voice. He offered an open hand to the unicorn. "Eric, and you are?"

The unicorn took the hand in his own, giving it a firm, but not painfully tight, shake. "Ozymandias, but my friends call me Ozzy." He canted his head ever so subtly to one side as he looked down at Eric, hand drawing back to his side as he waved down a bartender. "I'm guessing this is your first time at a bar?"

He gave a swift shake of his head and took a drink of his beer. "Close, but not exactly, though this is my first time at this particular bar. My friend insisted on coming here for my birthday." He turned his head towards the dance floor for a second, but felt his gazed drawn back to the unicorn once again. "I'm liking it so far."

The unicorn straightened his posture, and picked up his own drink from the bar top. "A birthday? Well, congratulations are in order then! Another round for my new friend here," he said to the bartender, who swiftly uncapped another bottle for Eric. He took a drink from his bottle along with Eric as he looked at the human. "You seem young, but I don't think this is your twenty-first birthday, and you don't seem the type to have a fake ID. I'm guessing this is your twenty-second birthday?"

Eric grinned in amusement and nodded as he took a sip of the fresh beer, something about it tasting a little more flavorful despite being identical to his last two drinks. "That's it exactly. Good guess!" He tipped the neck of the bottle towards the unicorn. "Thanks for the drink by the way."

"No problem at all. In fact, would you like to join me in the VIP lounge? Your friends are even welcome to join us when they're done doing..." He swirled his bottle towards the dance floor, casually. "Whatever it is they're doing."

Before Eric could begin to think about the offer he found himself replying, "Yeah, that sounds like fun." He was almost taken by surprise at the words coming out of his mouth, but he felt no apprehension or desire to take back his words as he stood up from the bar stool and followed Ozzy.

They walked through the crowd of people dancing on the floor without trouble, people not so much parting for them, but by chance just happening to move perfectly out of the way to allow the two of them to step forward without breaking their stride. Another bouncer, a four-armed gryphon, stood at a velvet rope before the entrance to the lounge. He caught sight of Ozzy, and a subtle head nod back towards Eric from the unicorn was replied with a swift nod of the head, one pair of arms crossed over the other as the gryphon unhooked the velvet rope and let them in. Ozzy rested a hand on the gryphon's shoulder, whispering something to the bouncer before continuing forward. The gryphon's eyes lingered on Eric as he past, some kind of bemused expression on the bouncer's face, masked by his beak.

Music continued to stream in from the dance floor, with little more than the rope barriers and pillars in the way of the sound, yet it seemed somewhat muted as they walked to a private booth. Eric took a seat across from the unicorn and set down his beer, a quiet voice in the back of his mind questioning exactly what he was doing, but he decided it was unimportant to consider. He hadn't particularly anticipated doing anything that night besides hanging out with his friends at the bar, but a growing desire to follow Ozzy was dancing around in his thoughts.

Eric found himself completely infatuated with the unicorn in a way he'd never found himself thinking about any man, or even woman before. It was almost as if his sexuality had stayed as it was, but Ozzy was the exception to the rule, the alluring being the type of creature that any person, mortal or mythic, would find themselves drawn towards. Yet being here, sitting across from the unicorn, he found himself at a loss for words and actions. His mind felt empty, a want for direction, or even orders to come from Ozzy.

"You seem uncomfortable over there," Ozzy observed, sliding over in the booth, opening up a space where he had been. "Why don't you come over here and sit down next to me?"

A protest cropped up in Eric's mind, but it lost its way between his brain and his lips, his body moving obediently from one seat to the other. An arm draped around Eric's back, resting along his shoulders. "I'm... um, not gay," he finally managed to say, but the words fell feebly from his mouth, as if he was poorly telling a lie. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, I just don't-"

Ozzy shook his head and smiled, the gleaming grin of his ivories making Eric further doubt the veracity of his words. "Don't worry about it, I'm not interested in men either," he reassured Eric, taking another sip from his drink. "Come on, relax a little. Enjoy yourself."

Eric returned the smile and nodded, the simple suggestion having an immediate effect on his mind. He eased into the seat, attention turning towards his drink for a moment before they began to talk. The contents of the bottle disappeared swiftly as they talked, but an absence of something to drink went unnoticed in Ozzy's presence. There was such a profound calming effect being around him, that Eric's mind began to react entirely on instinct, most stimulus outside of their conversation was blocked from his mind.

Yet he was right to be suspicious of the unicorn, the magical creature's talents weaving his influence over Eric's mind. His thoughts began to change, twisting into something that better suited Ozzy's desires without needing to utter any commands. It was only the beginning however, as the surreptitious effect of the unicorn began to bleed through to Eric's body, the broad, masculine physique and features softening, growing more delicate without the young man noticing it.

Eric's mane of facial hair began fade away, leaving his skin smooth as his hair began to grow longer by the second, soon passing his shoulders. His strong jaw grew less defined while his lips grew more plump, eyelashes growing fuller. His broad shoulders drew in, growing more narrow in contrast to his hips, that began to widen as hands and feet shrank. Inches also melted away from his height, his body growing smaller in stature next to the unicorn.

"So, let me ask you, what would you describe as your ideal woman?" Ozzy said, his fingers sliding up and down the bare skin on their arm. So thorough in the changes, his magic started to make Eric's clothes change, making the sleeves of Eric's shirt retreat back into something more closely resembling a tank top.

Eric's brow furrowed, mind feeling cloudy and distant, eyes looking towards the dance floor as if looking at one of the women would remind Eric of what they found attractive in a woman, but nothing came. They set down the bottle on the table and rubbed at their head, the effect of the three bottles of beer becoming more profound in their smaller body. "I... I don't know how to put it into words," they said, words higher pitched, an upward inflection adding itself to their words. Eric looked back at Ozzy and tucked a few loose strands of hair behind their ear. "Um, what about you?"

Ozzy smiled once more and looked to the crowd of people on the dance floor, offering a weak shrug at the offering of people in the club. "If I'm honest, my tastes tend to be fairly particular in what I look for in a partner. I mean, there are plenty of beautiful women out there, but I need someone who fits my tastes perfectly to really get my blood pumping, you know what I mean?"

Eric nodded his head slowly and followed Ozzy's gaze. "I... yeah, I think so?" he said, words becoming harder to piece together through the fog that grew in his mind. The more he thought, the thicker the miasma became, save for a few sparks that flashed in his mind of the man sitting next to him. It was all so confusing, and only rapidly increasing in its disrupting influence.

His head dipped, eyes catching sight of his arm, slender, covered with almost invisible blonde hairs, delicate hands tipped with manicured nails. Eric's mind recoiled, but his eyes continued to look down at his body in horror, muscle gone, his shirt now a tube top covering a small pair of budding breasts on his chest. He began to hyperventilate as he saw the breasts grow, his gait growing wider as a notable gap began to form between his legs.

"Eric?" Ozzy said, giving Eric's slender arm a squeeze.

The simple word was a siren's song, Eric's mind calming as the sound entered into his mind from both ears. His breathing slowed, eyes turning back up, yet the knowledge that something was wrong still raced in his mind. He began to feel the changes, the gap between his legs narrowing as his thighs grew thicker, the weight and sensitivity of his newfound breasts pressing against his top, and, perhaps most terrifyingly, the shrinking of his manhood.

"What's... happening to me?" he asked, voice wavering, cracking as pitch rose with each word. He struggled against the all encompassing fog, seeking answer, or perhaps comfort in his new companion.

The unicorn smiled, hand squeezing Eric's arm and drawing his free hand to their face, the back of a finger stroking down their cheek. "You were asking me about my ideal woman," he said calmly, thumb and forefinger drawing to Eric's chin to lift it. "Unfortunately, my race can only mate with virgins, and you're the only one in here. I had to make do."

Eric's breathing grew fast again, but his willpower was losing to the strength of Ozzy's magic. "Don't do this, plea-please, turn me back," he begged, feeling what remained of his cock and balls shrinking, tugging back into his body. Tears began to roll from his eyes as his body grew powerless to fight against the unicorn's will.

"It's okay, I'll take good care of you," Ozzy replied, drawing his head closer to Eric's. His head turned and Eric's eyes closed, bated breath holding itself as their mind anticipated what was coming.

Lips touched, fire ignited through Eric's body. His back arched up and muscles grew taut, heat flowing from the unicorn into Eric's form through the tender kiss. The cloud swarmed in on all that remained of Eric's clear mind, all desire to resist melting away. As the kiss broke a feminine sigh escaped his lips, quickly followed up by a gasp as his eyes went dim and magic seeped into every inch of his body.

The width of his shoulders drew more narrow, hips creaking and cracking as they grew preposterously wide. The thickness of his thighs drew up to his ass, waist trimming up into an hour glass as the pair of breasts on his chest grew ponderously heavy, passing through cup sizes rapidly. Lips, still lingering in a pucker after the kiss, grew more puffy and pronounced, eyelashes extending out similarly.

Yet with each breath something more, hidden, was changing underneath his pants, that themselves were turning from a pair of shorts into a nanoskirt; barely more than a strap of fabric that covered his groin. What little remained of his cock and balls sucked right up into his body, leaving little more than an undefined gash between his legs for a moment. Before Eric could breathe, labia, pink and plump, began to form, testicles becoming ovaries, the shaft that was once his cock becoming that led to his newfound womb. An ache throbbed deep inside of his body, each spermatozoa that once existed to impregnate, turning into a fertile egg waiting to be seeded.

The tingle of magic buzzed over Eric's skin as he shuddered with the transformation settling over his body. He blinked, body finally free to move with muscles relaxing. He looked down at his body and squeezed a pair of delicate, feminine hands into fists, wincing at what he had been changed into. He refused to accept that this, new body was his: shorter than he was by at least a foot, breasts each bigger than his head, hips far wider than her narrow shoulders with ass cheeks that made her breasts seem a little more modest, all centered around a slender hourglass figure on her obscenely voluptuous body.

Eric was trembling in shock, mouth hanging open agape as he hesitated to touch her body. It was such a surreal moment he would have thought he was dreaming if it weren't for the intense sensations he was experiencing. Yet he was immediately drawn out of his surprised stupor upon feeling the unicorn's hand on her shoulder, a shiver rolling through her body that made her gasp. The touch was electric, making her body tingle with an addictive delight.

He leaned in and drew his muzzle towards her ear. "I want you to calm down for me," he whispered, even the subtle touch of his hot breath on her skin made her muscles tight with pleasure.

All of the surprise and fear that had grown within Eric upon seeing the changes to his body vanished as swiftly as they came. She exhaled a calming sigh and her body relaxed, Ozzy's hand on her shoulder drawing her body towards him. His hand rubbed at her shoulder, her bare skin so sensitive to the touch that she couldn't resist the quiet moan that escaped her lips. The unicorn chuffed and his hand slid down from her arm to her hip, his large hand gripping at her sides, drawing her closer and pulling her onto his lap.

His hands roamed over her body, each inch touch on her sensitive skin making a pleasure unlike anything Eric had ever experience before course through her body. She squirmed, trying to get away from his touch, but only finding herself moaning as it caused her body to grind against his. Even where she wasn't touching him, she felt the delightful bliss filling her mind with an overwhelming onslaught. She wanted to hate the feelings rushing over her, but it all felt so blindingly good, the addictive sensation threatening to clear his mind of everything but the pleasure. His mind was losing a battle of control, her instincts trying to override his every thought and action, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold-

Ozzy's hand dipped between her thighs, a shock that came to her as she was struggling to focus on any one sensation. Her legs parted on instinct, the hem of her skirt riding up to expose tugged at something in herself, not just to his attentions, but to everyone who might pass by or look into the VIP lounge towards them. His fingers, teasing at first along the inside of her thighs, stroked gently up higher to the new womanhood that had formed there. She held her breath with fear and anticipation, the latter overriding the former rapidly the closer his digits got until she felt him on her lower lips.

Her jaw clenched and quiet murmurs, almost drowned out by the din of the music in the club, trickling out from her throat as his fingers began to gently tease over the virginal petals. Her body pressed back against his frame and her hands reached back to grip at his sides as his fingers began to push into her. His touch was delicate and gentle, but all resistance began to flee Eric as he toyed with the sex he had been given, starting to pump the digits in and out as his thumb rubbed in circles over her swollen clit. A new heat began to blossom in her as his fingers parted her folds, joined by a familiar tingle that made the blonde hairs on her arms and neck stand on end. His magic poured into her once more, flowing up from his hand into the core of her body.

"Relax, it won't hurt so long as you don't resist," Ozzy warned, the command to relax having an immediate effect on Eric's body and mind. Though he struggled to focus on much, Ozzy's words were as clear as his intentions were. His free hand slid up her body, coming to her neck and then chin, gripping her head at her jaw and turning her head to one side, exposing her neck. His muzzle came down and left a kiss on her neck before he whispered into her ear, "Good girl. Now, I know this might be scary, but finding a proper mate for my kind is... difficult these days. In this entire city I've never come across a mortal with the kind of purity that approaches yours. It's not ideal, but I will take good care of you, and you will a long, rich life most mortals only dream of."

With each stroke of his fingers along her silken walls and rub over her clit, Eric felt more of his essence fill her, all stimulus outside of the two of them fading to darkness. Each breath in seemed to vanish the moment it filled her lungs, exhales out letting luminous wisps escape her body. The heat swelled higher, filling her chest, head, pooling in her arms and legs as the standing hairs over her body began to multiply. Longer and thicker, they spread over nearly every inch of her body in an ivory coat of fur that matched Ozzy's in its radiance.

Eric gripped tighter at his clothes, short, clipped nails growing into pointed claws, the joints in her legs snapping and twisting as they reshaped themselves. Her feet tore through her shoes, growing into large, springy paws set on digitigrade legs. Her ears drifted from the sides of her head up to the crown, growing out into long, loppy ribbons that sagged down from her head. A dull ache pressed out from the end of her spine, growing a puffy, cottontail that wiggled and tickled at Ozzy's stomach while extra sets of nipples grew in three identical pairs lining her stomach underneath her breasts. She lost several more inches, shrinking down to a final, quite petite height roughly three and a half feet tall. Her head rolled back, as the front of her face narrowing into a lapine muzzle as she exhaled the last wisps of his power coursing through her.

Her body settled into its new shape, looking more suited to the club's usual clientele than Eric had when he'd entered before. Each fresh breath she drew in her new body made it feel more comfortable, natural as small segments of his mind were rewritten to accommodate the changes. Yet, for all of the magic that had poured into her body and subsequently left it, the heat remained, growing hotter and needier between her legs, his touch inflaming the desires that were rushing into her mind. Her sharpened senses swiftly caught her own scent, the wet, eager musk of estrus bleeding into the air. It was a new scent to her, but she instinctively recognized it: the scent of a fertile doe ready to be bred.

"Absolutely perfect. I've always loved rabbits, and with how fertile they tend to be you'll make an excellent broodmare. I couldn't have asked for better. Just one last touch," Ozzy murmured as his fingers stirred up eager walls, drawing soft whimpers from her lips as her hips wiggled and squirmed. His fingers pulled free from her folds with a quiet sigh of relief as she relaxed against his large frame. His digits came to her belly, dragging her dripping arousal along her fur, magic radiating from his fingertips. He drew a shape in her wetness that, while originally matting the fur, made it change color to a luminescent pink, creating the shape of an embellished heart on her abdomen. "And now you're ready to become my consort."

For a moment it seemed as though the fog clouding Eric's mind was starting to clear, yet any thoughts that came to the fore were whispers compared to the raging heat in her loins. Each breath only made the flames burn hotter, the images dancing through his minds more vivid and explicit. She couldn't resist squirming in his lap, anything to ease some of the awkward wetness and pain between her thighs. "I... I can't, I don't want... but, gods, it hurts so much," he feebly whimpered.

Ozzy's hand stroked over her stomach with one hand as he drew the other to her cheek, stroking her fur gently as he held her body back against him. Her body relaxed, his touch easing some of the pain, sighing in quiet delight at the slight relief. "I know, but it won't for long," he cooed, the digits rubbing at her stomach dipping down between her legs, passing over her cleft to unzip his pants, pulling out his thick sheath and the growing tip of his manhood.

As Eric's eyes gazed down at the tip of the cock her heart began to race, fear and excitement gripping her chest. With each inch growing higher and higher, she began to understand the scale of exactly how large the unicorn was; inches raising from her groin to nearly her chin while its girth easily thicker than forearm. She couldn't begin to fathom how such a massive spire was going to possibly fit even an inch inside her, yet part of her desperately wanted to feel it slowly sink into her and fill her with bunnies.

"You're scared, you don't need to be," Ozzy said as he stroked over his cock, getting it to grow harder and making a few more beads collect at the tip. The shaft had grown to its full size, the broad, flat tip pointing at her almost threateningly, yet there was something so enticing about it, particularly as a bead of pre-cum began to form at his urethra. "The sigil I put on your stomach will ensure no harm comes to you, just pleasure, all the pleasure you could handle as I breed you like the good slut bunny you are. You want that, don't you? To be filled with kits again and again by your buck."

Her brow furrowed and she lowered her chin, eyes darting away then back to the cock. Eric's attempts to resist the question and the thoughts Ozzy's words had put in his mind were weak, futile even. She nodded in response, mouth opening and drawing in a breath, speaking before he even realized what he was saying. "Yes, I... I do, so bad. Gods, please, I-I can't stand this heat anymore. I want to be full so bad," he said, slapping her hand to his mouth once his true thoughts had been spoken.

Ozzy grinned widely behind her, still pumping his cock with one hand as the other came to her stomach, rubbing over her belly in slow strokes. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her stomach into his touch, her cleft clenching with need. "Excellent, then be a good doe and turn around, I want to see your face while I breed you. In fact..." He took his hand from his cock and leaned back against the booth padding. "I want you to mount my cock all your own. You're going to ride me to show me just how bad you want it."

"No, please, I..." Eric began to protest, jaw clenching as his words were cut off, her body starting to shift and turn on Ozzy's lap. Eric squeezed her eyes close tight, head slowly shaking from side to side but her body not stopping. He couldn't stop, she wouldn't stop, they had to listen, working in tandem to draw themselves up to the tip of his cock. Standing on his firm, equine thighs, she was able to bring herself to the head of his shaft. Eric grabbed her ears and drew them over his face, biting at the edge of one of her ears to stifle herself as she ground her dripping hot bunny cleft against his pre-cum drooling tip.

As she started to lower herself down onto the cock Eric gasped loudly before squealing as his wide girth began to spread open the untested passage. Her thighs trembled as she sunk down, rapidly coming to a taut barrier that ached as it stretched. She stopped and took a deep breath, beginning to pull up before Eric felt hands on her hips. She opened her eyes to see Ozymandias gripping her hips, their eyes meeting before he pulled her down with a swift strike. Eric threw her head back and screamed loudly, belly showing a visible bulge as the flat tip drove deep into her trembling, wet tunnel.

"Come on slut, keep going," Ozzy commanded, giving one of her ass cheeks a swat.

Eric whimpered out pitifully, but she couldn't resist, pulling up briefly before sinking down further. Her eyelids fluttered as his shaft pushed deeper, the ridges of his medial rings making her hips buck as they ground against her clit and popped in, the head of his cock finding the barrier of her womb and trying to push past it. Eric turned his head, teeth gritting as she kept rising up and driving down, battering at the unyielding opening of her cervix the flat tip. Yet, for what should have caused him blinding pain, Eric only experienced blissful pleasure that made him moan out whorishly.

"O-oh fuck. I want... need more... w-why?" he sputtered out, hips rocking as she tried to find someway to sink the length in deeper.

Ozymandias had no response, simply holding her hips to guide as she pushed down harder. Her fluffy cottontail wiggled from side to side, large lapine toes curing down as he felt some slight give in her womb. Her entire body jerked as the shaft finally pierced into her womb, her walls clenching in surprise at the sudden fullness stretching open her snug uterus. Eric clenched tightly to her ears while entire body shuddered in orgasm, wetness gushing from her folds as her body continued to sink down, only expanding the bulge.

She began to slow, breathing heavily as her belly grew in the shape of his cock higher on her body. Eric drew her hands towards her stomach, hesitantly feeling the tautness of her hide over his manhood. She could feel the gentle heat of his thick pre-cum leaking into her, filling and expanding her womb like a balloon filled with water, her body so full and stretched, yet still inches of his cock to go. She didn't see how she could possibly go any further, but Ozzy's grip on her hips tightened and jerked her down. Her feet slipped and her ass came to clap against the unicorn's thighs, her muzzle dropping open in a silent scream as the entirety of his equine shaft was hilted balls deep into her. Glimpses of tears rolled down from Eric's eyes, pain flickering in his mind, but her walls quivering and clenching around his cock in yet another orgasmic release.

"Don't you stop bunny slut, that belly's not going to seed itself," Ozzy said, his hands gripping her hips and drawing her body up on his cock.

Eric shook her head, but her body betrayed her, ass rising with the unicorn's hands before dropping herself back down. Each motion lit his mind with pleasure, quivering and massaging over the equine shaft as medial rings slid in and out, the tip already beginning to flare out in her womb. Sweat began to collect on her fur, making her pure white fur mat and glisten with heat and exertion. Eric knew she wouldn't stop though, not as long as her womb was cramping with heat and the stallion had a cock and balls to sate that heat.

Her back arched, his hands no longer resting on her hips, now pulling down her tube top to expose her proud tits. His large hands held up her breasts, even his massive mitts being too small to completely encompass the massive mammaries that hung off her chest. Thumbs rose from the curves of her breasts, finding her nipples to rub and circle around the erect teats, teasing much to her apparent delight as she came again, squeezing around his shaft with more milking motions. In the back of Eric's mind the thought tickled at his mind that her large breasts would soon fill with rich milk if the unicorn and his body had their way.

"Enjoying yourself my sweet, sultry bunny?" Ozzy asked, his index fingers moving from her breast to join his thumbs, squeezing and tweaking her nipples between the digits.

"Oh gods, yes... I've neh-never felt anything like this," Eric said, the words flowing so freely from her mouth he hadn't gotten a chance to put up the token effort of resistance. It wasn't a lie, but it was not something he'd like to admit, not that he had any choice in the matter. The only solace he had was that most wouldn't know what he was going through, too busy with their own lusts and desires in the chaos of the club.

"Um... we were told our friend Eric was in here waiting for us?" a familiar voice asked, uncertain as he approached their booth.

Eric's eyes shot open wide, slowly looking over her shoulder back at the voice, finding both of his friends standing awkwardly behind him as she continued to eagerly bounce on Ozzy's cock. Ryan was a tall, if wide human with a short buzz cut and olive toned skin, while standing next to him was William, a tan-furred timber wolf who was more squat in stature than either Eric or Ryan, but of a leaner build. She turned away, trying not to notice the bulge growing in their pants and how it made her body tense and ache for more, yet her motions grew more hurried and excited as she rode her stud.

Ozzy looked at Eric and removed a hand from one of her breasts to pet her head, much to her delight as she pressed into his touch. "Good girl, keep going just like that," he told her, pleased with her performance while he turned his attention to Eric's friends. "Ryan, Will, don't you remember me? It's Ozzy, I'm Eric's friend."

The lie was so convincing that even Eric began to believe it, like every sweet word that came from the unicorn's mouth. Even without the magic that sang from his every word, the unicorn spoke with such confidence that his friends would likely be fooled anyway. They both nodded in response, smiling with an apparently familiarity for the complete stranger.

"Right, it's been a while Ozzy," Ryan said, trying to act as though he didn't notice the rabbit doe bouncing up and down on Ozymandias's lap.

"Hey, uh, who's your friend there?" Will interjected, reaching down to his pants to readjust his crotch.

Eric's face grew red, leaning forward and hiding her face into her partner's chest, still moaning and riding Ozzy's cock without breaking the motion for a moment. The unicorn simply grinned and stroked a hand over her head. "Oh this slutty little moon bunny? This is..." He leaned back, looking Eric in the eyes. "Luna, right?" he said, a degree of believable uncertainty that Eric was convinced he was recalling the name instead of making it upon on the spot.

The bunny gave a stupefied blink and nodded, forgetting her old name for the one she'd just been given. "That's right, Luna," she said, with no hint of lie to her voice. It took this sudden change in identity for Eric, or rather Luna, to realize aspects of who he was were vanishing rapidly. Yet his mood felt oddly buoyed, almost intoxicated despite the embarrassment of being fucked in front of his friends. She leaned in, resting her head and breasts on his chest as her ass sank down on his cock. "You feel... ah, so good inside me."

Ozzy chuckled and stroked over her back, down towards her tail before giving one of her ass cheeks a swift spank. Her back arched and she cried out in euphoria, starting to once again bounce up and down on his cock. He looked down at her then at the pair standing near them. "Luna, pet, would you like to feel even better?" he asked, palming her ass cheek as well as he could and prying apart the cheeks.

Her tail wiggled, eyes casting up at the nickname he'd given her, then darting to her friends. Not that she could resist the urge to respond when the unicorn wished it so, looking back up at him and nodding. "Yes sir," she replied, ears and cheeks flush with blood at the admission.

Ozzy looked towards Luna's friends then nodded at her. "Well, you heard her. Would you two boys like to join in? I'm sure she can squeeze you two in somewhere."

Luna's eyes shot open wide once more, her eyes darting to her friends, lingering on the two of them as they considered the offering. William moved first, reaching down to his crotch, grabbing his zipper and drawing it down. "Fuck it, I was hoping to get some ass, not going to reject it because its presented like this," Will said, his cock coming out swiftly, the tapered tip being pulled from the opening in his jeans. His hands grabbed at her ass, seizing them and keeping her from driving down on Ozzy's cock. Luna watched over her shoulder cautiously, eyes focused, inexorably, on the head of his cock, the size perhaps half that of the Unicorn's. The tip drooling, he held her tail up with one thumb as the other hand firmly gripped her hip.

Expecting him to suddenly penetrate her ass, Luna clenched her eyes closed, only to hear him scoff quietly in surprise. "How are you already lubricated for this? God, you are a slut," he remarked, grinding the head of his cock at her rear entrance.

"Nah, bunnies are just like that. I had a friend who fucked a rabbit in his senior year, even the men are like that, and they're all just as horny," Ryan remarked, walking up besides the trio, his cock out at the height of her head. It wasn't as long as the other two, but compared to Luna and her petite size it was still long enough that it was sure to enter into her throat. One hand on his cock, the other grabbed her head, pulling her into position. "Open up for me cutie."

Luna swallowed and opened her mouth, tongue slowly sliding free then gasping sharply, feeling Will sink into her ass. Despite him offering little in the way of preparation, Will's cock spreading open her tail hole came with no pain whatsoever, much like Ozzy's cock hadn't when breaking her hymen. She gripped to Ozzy's fur as her head turned, her quiet moans being silence by the sudden intrusion of Ryan's cock filled her mouth. It was something of a surprise, but she offered no resistance, her tongue curling underneath the length of his cock and beginning to dutifully suck the length.

"That's my good slut bunny," Ozzy whispered to her as her hips rolled and rocked into their cocks, mouth and throat swiftly being stuffed with her friend's length.

Her face felt so flush, her friends, who she had known for her entire time in college, were fucking her with a complete stranger who had made her into... this. Luna hated it all, and yet she didn't want it to end, not yet. She'd not gotten her fill, her womb aching so much with a need for seed, the desire to strong just having her other orifices filled made her yearn for them to fill her as well. She wanted their cum so bad, she needed it or else she felt like she might die. Yes, there was the very high possibility that she was going to get pregnant when Ozzy came in her, but she... wanted to be pregnant.

Luna's face felt so flush, being flooded with such desires she'd never thought of before, all the while three men were pounding her like she was every bit the slut they were calling her. Not that she wasn't enjoying it, even Will's cock in her muzzle felt like heaven, eyes casting up as he gripped to her skull and pounded his length deep into her throat, muting the moans of pleasure as Ryan's cock speared into her ass and Ozzy's cock filled every inch of her feminine tunnel.

Her eyes closed, head tilting back as someone pulled at her ears, even the pain feeling like pleasure. "Yeah, you like that, don't you slut?" Ryan growled into her ear, his cock sunk deep into her ass. He licked at her ear, tongue sliding down to her neck. Teeth nipped at her neck, claws gently raking down her back back to her ass cheek. He bucked hard into her, throat clenching around the shaft in her maw, causing William to groan. "The smell of your heat is intoxicating. Give me your number after this and I'll be happy to breed you too."

Much as part of her wanted to resist, she couldn't, not anymore. It felt too good, their words and motions fueling these new animalistic desires that the were taking out on her as much as she was taking her own out on them. Her eyelids twitched, body tensing at the words, the heat in her loins flaring once again as the heavy weight of pre-cum flooded her womb. She rocked back into his thrust, her hands reaching out to massage at Will's balls, virile shafts piercing into her body, throbbing with just as much need as she had for them. She wanted him to breed her, for all of them to breed her, fill her so full of kits, pups and foals that she was only good as a breeder.

"Ah, fuck, she's sucking like a fucking vacuum," William said, gripping to her skull tighter.

His hips jerked and he pushed his length deep into her throat, feeling him tighten in her hands as he pulsed in her maw. Heat spilled down into her stomach, her eyes opening and watching as her friend emptied himself into her. It was brief, but as he pulled back she could taste him on her tongue, the salty and bitterness, the slimy texture bathing her tongue. She wanted more of it, but his balls were giving all they had, barely enough to fill her small muzzle, swallowed just as swiftly as it spurted on her tongue.

Will heaved a heavy sigh and stepped away from her, putting his cock away almost bashfully as she licked at her lips. "Shit, I... I blew my load too fast," he muttered to himself, glancing at her then grinning.

Luna's ears flexed, pink shading her cheeks underneath her white fur, interrupted at that moment by a thrust of a thick, bulbous knot against her ring. She gasped, head pitching back, the pinch of teeth on her neck as she was pushed up against Ozzy's chest. The pair of them were grinding against one another through her body, each thrust in from Will's length pressing her heavy breasts against Ozzy's chest, her body quivering with delight as the wolf's teeth pinched on the back of her neck. Ryan might have been fast, but despite the knot at her ring, the other pair felt like they could hold out for much longer, especially the unicorn, watching her and delighting in her reactions.

She'd completely lost count how many times she'd cum, each orgasm just making her mind grow foggy and hungrier for their cum. She realized that more than a few eyes were watching them, an odd rush of excitement making her heart race faster and faster. She tried to hide her face, but it was little use, being pulled back by the wolf's jaws on her neck, and she loved it. She surrendered herself, relaxing as they made use of her body, the knot from William prying her open as she felt the head of Ozzy's cock beginning to flare.

"Do... do it, ah, cum in me. Please," Luna found herself moaning as they pumped in and out of her. She couldn't stop herself, Ozzy smiling and lifting her chin. Another thrust, strong and sure from his cock making her mouth open in another moan, taking a kiss from her in her pleasure.

Pinned between the two of them, she had surrendered herself completely to the men, knot sinking in with a finality that took her breath away, Will's grip on her neck tightening as her tongue entwined with Ozzy's. They both throbbed and swelled inside her, balls tightening as they neared their peak. Her body clenched, quivering and milking around both of their manhoods as they locked themselves inside of her in their own ways.

A gasp escaped their kiss as she felt the sudden flood of heat pouring into her ass, knot stretching open her rear entrance wide but ensuring not a drop would be lost. Jaws tight on her neck, he growled dominantly, the stream of his cum flowing into her seemingly unending, interrupted only by Ozzy's own shaft erupting into her. She saw stars swimming in her vision, another kiss stolen from her as her eyes rolled up. The heat in her stomach soon being replaced with another, thick and heavy, bathing her fertile eggs with virile semen. She groaned against the unicorn's lips, the grip on her neck loosening for a gentle lapping of William's tongue on her nape as her belly filled with molten hot cum.

They took so longer to completely empty their balls, her stomach feeling full and looking slightly swollen, her partners so much more potent than she'd have expected, not that she had any complaints. She found herself smiling and tail wiggling as Ozzy broke the kiss, her head swimming as she rested her brow on his chest. Without the lust of her heat weighing on her psyche, she began to remember how much she'd drank, a more significant amount in her much smaller body.

Her stomach had developed a bit of a paunch to it, rounded out with the heavy load of their cum deposited into her, each new jet from the pair causing their loads to churn, the slightest movement making her womb and stomach slosh with cum. Though she was quite sure Will's load was not responsible for a majority of the load filling her, she could still smell and taste his cum on her breath when she exhaled.

"Enjoy yourself pet?" Ozzy asked, his thumb and forefingers gripping at one of her ears and stroking down the length.

Her fur bristled and she urge to reply swiftly came, head nodding up and down. "Y-yes sir," she responded, almost cheerfully in the afterglow. She rested her head on his chest, eyes catching William out of the corner of her eye along with Ryan sitting at the booth opposite them. She struggled to remember them apart from being the pair who had just fucked her, eyes widening as their relationship recovered in her mind, drawing an ear over her eyes.

William pulled himself free from her ass after his knot had gone down, ass still resting on the Unicorn's lap. "Fuck, I needed that," Will replied, taking a seat next to his human friend and grabbing a beer that Ryan had ordered for them. The wolf paused a moment then looked at Ryan. "Shit, we completely forgot about Eric."

"Eric? Who's that? You came here to find your friend Luna," Ozzy said, the three of their minds being rewritten by the subtle magic. He looked down at her and combed his fingers through the mane of hair on her head. "Isn't that right my love? The four of us came here to celebrate your birthday, but you couldn't resist yourself. It's a good thing you and I are in an open relationship."

Luna and her three friends all flushed, William shaking it off briefly and leaned back in his seat, taking a gulp from his bottle. Ryan cleared his throat and nodded. "Well, at least we had a... a fun night out, didn't we?"

"I certainly enjoyed it," Will said, giving his groin an absent rub underneath the table.

"Indeed, however, I think our girl here is a little embarrassed by her actions," Ozymandias replied, the bunny still resting on his cock hiding herself against his chest. "Would it be too much to ask that you leave me and my girlfriend sometime to ourselves?"

Luna's eyes widened, her head snapping up initially in response to Ozzy's words, first in surprise, then in recognition at the man she now saw as her boyfriend. She relaxed against him and looked back at the two other men. They sat still for a moment then shrugged, finishing off their drinks. "Yeah, sure thing. You two have a nice night, and happy birthday Luna," Will said, standing up from the booth.

Ryan followed, offering a nod two the pair and uttering, "Happy birthday Luna." Raising a hand, he waved two the two of them as they left the VIP lounge. "Thanks for the fun night Oz."

Ozzy returned the wave, then, when the pair of Luna's friends left, he looked down and lifted her chin. Luna smiled at her boyfriend for a moment, before a glint of recognition entered her gaze. She looked back down and her fur bristled all over her body, pulling up the top to cover her exposed breasts. "I... I know who I am," Luna muttered, looking back up at Ozzy with scorn in her eyes. "I know what you did to me."

Ozzy smirked and leaned back. "I know, I let you, and you and I are going to be the only two that will know. As far as this realm is concerned, you've always been as you are now, and that's how you will live out the rest of your life." He lifted a hand and tapped at her nose with a finger, resting it there for a moment, her body becoming completely motionless by some form of magic. "You are now my mate, you are bound to me for as long as you live." He lifted his finger and stroked the hand over her head, down her hair and long ears. "But don't worry, you'll be taken care of, and you'll live a much longer life than you would have as a mortal. Now, do you want another go, or should we go home?"

Once Luna could move she swallowed, her walls quivering and giving his cock another clench. Her jaw chattered as she tried resisting, but her strength failed her. "Please, fu-fuck me again."