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Joel could only watch Hanna's descent into pleasure in shock. Hannah was growing bustier and larger right as her whole body heaved in its ongoing orgasm right in front of him. And she was orgasming hard, harder than he had ever seen somebody cum. Squirts of her juices squeezed past her thighs and thick clutching fingers as she moaned. The gushes created a rain of fluid that joined the growing puddle beneath her foot paws. Her large muzzle parted with strands of thick saliva connecting her bucked teeth as she gutturally moaned and panted. Every squeak of pleasure that came from her muzzle caused her bra straps to dig further into her fur. The garment struggled to contain her immense swelling mammaries as they thrust outward.

Joel didn't know what to do as he backed up a few steps. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. A very confusing boner made its presence known as it wormed its way down the leg of his hastily-put on pants. The scene unfolding in front of him was like watching a monster movie mixed with every wet-dream he had ever had all at one time. The air was full of the smell of her sex, of her juices. Instead of smelling of fish or vinegar, it smelled strangely gamey and sweet. Joel shook his head to try to focus but his eyes kept focusing on parts of Hannah's body, from her barely contained jutting nipples to the thick tensing tendons of her brown-furred legs.

He still felt so disconnected from his body, like he was watching himself watching Hannah. The parts of his brain that wanted to rationalize what was happening had given up.

"Huhhh....oh gawwddd...hahhhh.....I...ohhhh...huhhhhh!" Hannah managed to piece together a few broken words in between her ongoing gasps as the waves of pleasure began to gradually recede to a deep thrumming in her gut. Her body shivered as she slowly untangled her legs and hands. Her thick labia were unwilling to let go of her digits as she extracted her soaked fingers from her immense flared snatch. It wasn't just her fingers that were soaked with her fluids. Her paws were equally wet, the fur matted to her hot flesh along with the majority of her inner thighs.

Her remaining lubrication added to the puddle below as it slowed to a drip like a leaky faucet from between her spread lower lips. Her panties somehow survived the ordeal but were more inside than outside of her. The swollen engorged lips of her pussy grasped the front of the garment like floss as its fabric dived into the deep cleavage of her plump ass cheeks. Her fluffy tail pressed hard at the ripping elastic waist of her underwear as her still throbbing thumb-sized clit pressed against the soaked fabric.

"J..Joel...I..." She moaned, she felt so out of sorts. Her head felt so fuzzy, she had never cum so hard before, let alone without the aid of a male or a toy. It felt like her head was full of disorganized cobwebs. The growth scared her, she shouldn't be this big, but the haze was making it hard to fully process what had happened. Her breasts felt immensely heavy on her chest as they shuddered and jiggled from her aftershocks. Her tits felt four-sizes too big for her bra. The soft brown-furred flesh of her mammaries obscenely poured out of the straining tight cups that held her cleavage in place. Her nipples were like angry wet fingers pressing into the fabric.

The embarrassment of what she had done started to dawn on her as her already flushed cheeks somehow felt like they turned redder under her fur. Her wet paws gripped the cups of her brazier to massage the ache in her boobs and try to alleviate their weight on her chest. The heavy fatty flesh of the exposed portions of her breasts pushed into the sides of her arms as she clutched her compressed assets.

"H..Hannah....are you...are you ok?" Was all Joel could think to say.

"I'm...." Hannah had to swallow to catch her breath as she turned to face Joel. Her long ears pinned to the back of her head back in shame. "I'm ok...I'm sorry about...its never...like...hnnnnghhh...never like this", she half-sobbed, tears welled in the corners of her eyes.

"I don't know what's happening...Joel, I'm scared." She cried as she hefted her engorged mammaries to prove her point. Her pussy was still massively flared, revealing her sopping wet inner folds to him. Despite her orgasmic release her powerful body still felt like a coiled spring. The thrum of heat was still beating away in her long ears. Her taut abs rippled as they tightened under her fur. It wasn't over.

"Oh god Hannah, do...do you want me to get help? I can get help!" Joel fumbled for his phone that somehow felt like it had sunk to a deeper level of his pants' pocket than possible. As he finally got it out it was covered in sweat from his clammy hands as he struggled to unlock the slab of slippery glass. He had to do something, somebody would be able to help her. He knew there wasn't anything he could do for her except this. But everything was going wrong as he tried to get the phone to work in his rushed panic.

"NO!" Hanna said with more power and volume than she intended as she leaped over to him and slapped the phone out of his hands. The afterglow made it hard to regulate herself. The phone made a distinct *crack* as it hit the ground hard and skidded under the bed.

"No...please, please stay with me...I...I need help..." she said unsure of herself as she took his clammy hands tightly in her paws.

"Hannah, what can I do? I don't understand, what's happening? What is happening to you?!" Joel cried out as he tried to release his hands from her grip but her large animalistic hand-paws were gripping him too strongly.

"I'm not whatever is hahhh...hahhppening to me. I'm not just a horny r...rabbit." Her words slurred as her body shook. Being this close to Joel she could smell his erect member even through his pants with her triangular pink nose. Her eyes focused on the sausage-like bulge that had snaked down his pant leg. Despite her protestations, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. Her neck strained as she bit her lower lip with her bucked teeth to try to restrain herself. She felt a fog descend on her mind as her pussy throbbed suddenly. Her large eyes dilated and refocused.

"Joel...I can't stop it...I'm just so..." Hannah moaned sorrowfully as she moved his captive hands to her soaked crotch. Despite herself, she began rubbing her erogenous opening. The heat still swimming in her blood made it hard to think. The tight underwear felt...good on her body. She wanted...more. Her body wanted Joel as she pressed his hands against the opening of her sex.

"Oh god Joel...Oh god..oh god..." Hannah moaned, the sorrow melting away into almost pure lust.

"Hannah, you're hurting me, please... how...how are you so wet!" Joel cried as his hands were pressed into the labia of her vagina. He could feel her wide pink paw pads pressing hard on the back of his hands as they forced his hands into a rubbing motion. It felt like she was masturbating herself through his hands like the almost destroyed underwear that still clung to her hips. Joel couldn't ignore that Hannah felt like a sopping wet oven between the legs. The taught flesh around her engorged lower lips was surprisingly firm. The thin layer of fur only made the wetness cling to her flesh as it brushed his hands.

Joel was so distracted by his hands sunken deep between Hannah's thighs that he almost forgot about her bosom until it was pressing directly in his face. The bra's fabric was trampoline-tight across her boobs as they attempted to smother him. Joel was forced to crane his head backward to surface enough of his nose that he could breathe. As Hannah ground his hands between her legs her huge breasts buffeted his face with their weight. Joel struggled to extricate himself from her as what felt like a hundred pounds of breast flesh threatened to drown him.

"Hannah! Please!" Joel cried out again as his hands began to penetrate Hannah's hungry vagina. Her body pried at his fingers, trying desperately to draw them into her pussy's depths. Hannah's eyes were glazed over, half-lidded and rolled up towards the ceiling almost entirely lost in the pleasure

"HANNAH!!!" Joel screamed now as his fingers sunk deep enough into her expansive scalding-hot folds that his knuckles rubbed her flared outer lips. He wasn't strong enough to separate from her embrace. He had to get through to her.

"You...you said you weren't just....you weren't just a horny...*gasp*...bunny!" he struggled to get out as he was muffled by her all-encompassing breasts. Her hands were speeding up, her whole body jostling terrifyingly hard as she entered herself alongside his fingers. The space in her opening tightening as her thick digits stretched herself. Hot wet fluid intermingled with their hands, enough that it made slapping, shucking noises as Hannah's body ground against Joel.

Hannah didn't seem to register his plea, her eyes were still unfocused and staring at some middle-distance point on the unremarkable ceiling.

"Hannah, please. I...I love you." Joel sputtered out. Even if she couldn't hear it he had to say it. They had only been on a few dates, but from the minute he saw her Joel knew she was the one. It was something in her kind, smart eyes.

"love?" Hannah moaned quietly enough that Joel thought it was just his mind playing tricks as a symptom of his imminent suffocation.

Hannah blinked as she realized what she was doing, her body was moving on its own. Her eyes rolled in their sockets as she tried to find focus. Everything was so bright, everything was so hot. Joel. Something with Joel. She had to focus! Her eyes dilated as she shook her head. She felt something warm against her body. She wanted to have sex with it. No! Focus!

She looked down to see Joel's beet-red face gasping from under her breasts, his hands half-way inside of her. Her instincts wanted more, wanted more of him inside of her. As much of him as she could get. But no, this wasn't right. Joel's eyes were watering. This isn't how it was supposed to be. She had to do something. It was so hard to think.

Hannah could only come up with a simple solution in her current state. With superhuman effort Hannah pushed herself away from Joel, separating from him as she propelled herself hard into her nightstand and the wall behind her bed. The sound was deafening to her sensitive ears as glass-covered pictures shattered on the floor along with her books and home-made clay lamp. The impact felt dull, muted, as the nightstand collapsed under her into a mass of broken metal and wood. The sudden removal of Joel's hands from her pussy only accelerated the pleasure in her loins. She flopped onto the floor as her powerful legs kicked underneath her. The floor was covered in sharp porcelain from her lamp and pieces of glass. She instinctively grabbed at her soaked sheets as she crawled up and onto the bed. Almost as soon as she had summited the creaking bed the heat became too intense to ignore. She couldn't help but continue to furiously masturbate.

"Hannah..." Joel gasped freed from her embrace as he staggered backward himself. The surprise of her sudden detachment throwing him into a state of temporary shock. He held his body with his soaking red hands. They ached from being pounded in Hannah's pussy, but he was more focused on catching his breath as he leaned against a nearby wall.

"Joe...nnnrghh Hahhh!! NNNNGHH!! HAHHH!!" She started to say his name before the need overwhelmed what willpower she had managed to summon. Her squeaking moans were coming faster and faster. Her paws pried at her pussy with an animalistic ferocity. The pleasure was somehow even more pronounced than before. There were no thoughts to get in the way. Her back arched hard. Her voluptuous body lifted off the bed in a sharp arc as her muscles grew tighter and tighter. Her immense weight was supported only by her head and the sharp claws of her feet digging into the mattress. Her bubble-cheeked ass was at least a foot off the sheets as fresh fluids coursed in small streams down her thighs. The hot lubrication snaked all the way to her calves following the straining rise of her legs. Her huge breasts threatened to flop backward towards her head, only held precariously in place by her bra. Her muzzle was parted in a constant panting moan, she felt like she couldn't get enough air as the pleasure crashed over her body.

Her swollen clit pressed excruciatingly against the underwear as her hips began to crack wider and wider. The underwear dug into her hips, unable to roll upwards any further. Her spine thickened as she madly rubbed the sopping wet chasm of her pussy. Her vertebrae pressed against the tight skin of her back, forcing her arched body to contort even further. Small red strands of fur intermingled with the brown fur that covered her body. Her cream-colored belly and breasts began to lighten as snow-white strands speckled her torso. Her underwear began to pop and shudder as its stitching began to fail under the strain. It was buried so tightly against her anus and pussy that her paws were unable to extricate it.

"HAHHH!! HAAHhhiieee!!!" Hannah's moaning screams choked in her throat as her muzzle began to extend further outward. Her bucked teeth grew larger, parting her gums as they matched the proportions of her growing visage. Her head was pounding from the overwhelming pleasure. Her svelte but muscled neck tensed. Bones creaked and groaned throughout her body as they grew slightly. Her ribs pressed inches outward, constraining her heaving tits even further as her breast flesh pressed harder into her bra.

Joel felt like he could only be so shocked after what had already happened this morning. But as he looked on he once again fell into silent shock as he saw Hannah's body grow before his very eyes. Within minutes she had put on more than several inches of height and her body had become somehow both more voluptuous and more athletic. Her curves became more extreme and her muscles only grew more visibly pronounced under her fur. Her large acrid-sweet smelling pussy was directed right at him. He could swear he could see her swollen red cervix past the layers of her vagina's gaping walls as she spread and prodded at herself. His phone was below the bed, unretrievable as far as he was concerned and now there was a small ocean of broken glass and pottery between him and the door. He had no idea where his shoes were, he wasn't desperate enough yet to re-enact John McClane in Die Hard.

Hannah suddenly moaned as she thrust her hips upward. With an audible *pop* the last few stitches holding the waist of her panties together broke. The soaked shreds of the ruined undergarment reluctantly slid off of her hips. The fabric dragged against her clit as it fell, finally freeing her pronounced hooded nub. The sensation made her redouble her efforts as her hands furiously kneaded her clit directly. The underwear's descent was stopped suddenly. It wasn't able to fully detach from her body due to her immense tensed ass cheeks. Her butt held the broken panties above the bed where the underwear acted like a wick for her near-constant flow of juices, diverting the rivers flowing down her legs into a growing wet patch below her elevated form.

The red fur was starting to become more and more dominant among her brown coat as the paw pads swelled on her hands and feet. Her knuckles crunched as she continued to push her paws as deep into her snatch as she could, pistoning her soaked digits faster and faster.

"Please...Hannah, you have to stop..." Joel cried, his hands reached out towards her as he pleaded for her to stop. Her paws didn't slow as she madly rubbed herself. Liquid splashed all over her abdomen and legs, her inner thighs were almost entirely soaked from her efforts. Joel couldn't help but see the changes rippling across her body. It had to be the masturbation doing it, but the longer he watched her, unable to take his eyes off her heaving body, the less and less sure he was.

The changes didn't seem to coincide with any patterns of her straining body or long lustful moans littered with tiny squeaks. Maybe it was something else entirely, he didn't understand any of what was happening to her, or what she even was. Joel didn't know what to do with himself. There was no guidebook or internet listicle for what to do when you wake up and your girlfriend has turned into a huge horny bunny. Or what to do when she then tries to use you as a sex toy or starts masturbating and changing colors.

"AUUUIIIIEEEEE!!!!" Hannah screamed, regaining her voice as it deepened and grew huskier. Her whole body went rigid, her growth slowing as the crescendo of pleasure washed over her. Her nipples were tenting the cups of her bra as they thickened unseen under her one remaining garment. The pressure in her boobs was too much to take. She was cumming again.

Her inner and outer walls clenched in unison as a thick fan of her slick juices sprayed out from between her engorged lower lips. She removed her paws just in time for her fluids to squirt so powerfully that it made a wet fan on her sheets between her legs. The squirt went well past the bed's base, far enough that a hot drizzle made its way to Joel's feet. Hannah's paws clutched the sheets below her for support. Her small sharp claws ripped large lateral holes in the fabric as she rode the orgasm. The soaked ruined underwear gripped by her rear-cheeks finally dropped onto the bed under her in a sopping-wet ruined pile from her ministrations.

Hannah's vision had abandoned her, all she could see was a white throbbing pleasure. She could process no thoughts or feelings other than the rapture cutting through her body. Joel's pleas fell on deaf ears. Every nerve was on fire as another fan of fluids, less powerful than the first, squirted out of her. The steaming-hot fluid mostly soaked the bed as her pussy continued to convulse. Her abs pinched in and out as her muscles spasmed. Her toes spread and dug deep ruts in the mattress's foam, having already torn through her sheets and underquilt.

After a few minutes of continuously orgasming Hannah collapsed with a heavy thump on the bed. Its slats groaned at her increased weight, her tensed muscles that had kept her aloft relaxing for the first time since the changes started.