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Capers at the Cottage

Part 4

for dreamkeeperwolf

by Draconicon

Katie knew that it wouldn't be long before the others started coming to their senses. Her magic should be sufficient to keep them from being overly hostile when they came looking for her and Specter, but that was only a 'should', not a 'would.' To finish this and ensure that it ended the way that she wanted it to, she needed to get this done now, while there was still time, and before the rest of the group came looking for him.

And her Specter...

The young man sat on the edge of her bed, so small, so tired, so broken-looking. His eyes were glued to the floor, refusing to look up at her, refusing to see her for what she was. All the fear and hate that he had built up since they'd seen the anthros fucking and breaking people in that alley all that time ago had bloomed into something that refused to feel love for her any longer. All he felt was fear, fear of what would happen to him, fear of what she had done to him, fear of...well, pretty much everything to do with her.

The worst part was, she couldn't entirely blame him. She wasn't happy about what she'd had to do, either, but considering the other options, considering the fact that she had been hunted down and had been damn lucky to get away with her mind intact, that was not something that she would let happen to him. There were plenty of anthros that would see to it that Specter was raped into anthro-hood, traumatized by it and then taken in as a little toy for whoever had done it, passed around and humiliated until he was no longer able to take it and just shut down. They would do that to him, and then, they would celebrate it.

If she didn't do this, if she didn't finish the job right now, then there would be nothing of her little Spec later, and nothing of the man she loved. Change was the only option. It was just a matter of whether it was her or someone else in the world.

She walked over to the bed again, resting her hand against Specter's shoulder. He looked away from her, refusing to see her. She tilted his head back to her.

"It's going to be okay," she whispered.

Click, click.

No. It will never be okay.

"I will make it okay."

Can you make them okay? Change them back?

"No."

That wasn't quite a lie. She didn't know if it was possible was the more accurate answer, the one that would have been completely honest. But that didn't mean that she could do it. If it was possible, she knew that she likely wouldn't. There was no point in returning them to human form. They would always remember the pleasure that they had received as anthros, and they would always find human form lacking in comparison. That had been her experience, after all, and she had been put through it much worse than the others had been.

"Now...let me finish this."

You...you will...

"I'll take you...and I'll change you...and everything will be better."

Katie reached down for the edge of his shirt, slowly pulling it up and over his head. He didn't resist, something that she was thankful for. This was difficult enough without him making it harder, and she was sure that he could have. As little and slight as he was, he could have made it far harder.

Just do it, she told herself. You've been intimate with him before. This is just doing it the right way this time. And soon...soon enough, he'll like it. Just...do it...

She got his shirt off, but before she could do anything else, a massive thump rocked the room. She whipped her head around, saw the door shaking, and then, Specter made his move.

"Wait!"

Once, Specter might have listened to Katie. Once, he might have considered that tone of voice as the warning that it was meant to be. But now that he knew what she was, now that he understood what she had become, he had no reason to listen to her ever again. There was too much that had gone wrong, too much that she wanted that he didn't.

And too much done for him to easily forgive.

He jumped from the bed and ran, rushing into the connected room. He slammed the door shut behind him, knowing that Katie could quickly overpower the door lock. Looking around, he spotted a closet, the less obvious of the two major hiding places in the room. The other was under the bed, and he knew that would be the worse choice. If she looked down there first, she'd see him instantly, and he wouldn't be able to avoid her tails.

In the closet, however, he'd be able to spring free if needed, surprising her if she was leaning in too close to the closet herself. And if she checked the bed first, he could double-back, go around her back to the other bedroom and the hallway.

So he leaped for the closet...

Katie was still pulling herself back together as the two wolves, a cat, and a snow leopard burst into her bedroom. The fact that Specter was just next door was...problematic, to say the least, and she doubted that this was going to end as well as the 'rescuers' thought that it would. She didn't bother pulling her shirt back on; Specter had already seen her breasts, and it didn't bother her to let the others see them. She did, however, cross her arms in annoyance as they looked at her, whipping their eyes around the room.

"Yes?" she asked, her voice dropping several degrees to icy territory. "What do you want?"

"Where's Spec?" Jamie asked, the male wolf narrowing his eyes.

"That depends. Why do you want him?"

"This isn't funny, Katie. Where is he?"

"I'm looking after him."

"Looking after him. Like you made him 'look after' us?" Ollow asked, the cat narrowing his eyes almost as much as the wolf had.

The females weren't looking best-pleased, either. Lilla in particular looked like she was ready to rip someone's head off, and considering her new physique, Katie wouldn't be surprised if she gave it a try. There was always that problem with the newly-transformed; they had the idea that they were invincible with all that new power, and they were eager to give it a shot, put it to use, see what they could do with it.

She didn't have time for that. If Specter started playing around in the other room, then they were risking something serious. She had been working her magic on more than people, and if he tried to go through the closet right then...

She reached for the door, only for Lilla to pin her hand against it, holding the door closed.

"He's in there, isn't he?" the snow leopard asked.

"..."

"That's a yes. Ollow."

"Yeah?" the cat asked.

"Hold her."

"Try it," Katie growled, and the cat stopped before he could reach out.

There was a stalemate at that moment, only broken by Jamie shaking his head and stepping between Lilla and Katie. The taller wolf looked down at her, his eyes no longer narrowed, but still surprisingly stern.

"Katie. I have two questions. What are you doing, and why?"

"...I think the 'what' is pretty obvious at this point," the kitsune said.

"Yes, but I want to hear you say it. Out loud, and clearly."

There was no getting out of this, was there? She had hoped that this would be something that could wait until after Specter's transformation, but they were keeping her from doing it, and that was the biggest danger right now. If he was left alone for too long...

"I...was transforming you. Giving you better bodies, and making sure that nobody else got to you first. I made sure that you transformed so that you'd still be close to each other rather than snagged by some random anthro that thought you were cute. As for why -"

"No." Jamie shook his head. "You didn't finish the 'what' yet."

"..."

"You were also manipulating my cousin. Your boyfriend."

"That was -" Katie sighed. "Yes, I suppose I was. But there was a good reason for that."

"Really? I'd like to hear it," he said, in the tone of voice that made it clear already that he didn't believe that there could be a good reason for doing what she'd done.

"...Tell me. How much did he tell you about what we saw, all that time back? Before the court case, when we were the star witnesses, and before I got hunted down and transformed myself?"

"..."

"That's what I thought. There's a reason that he's a hermit these days. He knew that he'd become a target, but I don't think that even he realized what kind of shit he was letting himself in for. There are dozens - hundreds - of anthros that know what he looks like. With what he did, their whole thing of casual conversion had to go underground, and now, he's the big target to take down for revenge. If they caught him, instead of me -"

"They didn't have to catch him at all," Victoria said.

"They would. There's more and more of them every day, and eventually, either there's going to be a war, or there's going to be enough of them that they can't be stopped. They'll do what they want. So, I took that first step," Katie said. "I made sure that the people that I cared about would be able to stay themselves. I made sure that the people that I cared about would be able to keep caring for each other rather than becoming someone else's sex toy. And yes, I used Specter to do that."

"Did you even care about all the guilt you're going to make him carry for that?" Lilla asked.

"...I care. I care more than you might think. And right now, if I don't get to him -"

"What, so you can make him change more people?" Ollow asked.

"No, so I can change him. So I can make him like us, before he gets away and gets himself into more trouble."

"How would he get away? We're in the middle of nowhere," Jamie said.

"Magic. Just like everything else..."

The closet turned out to be not a closet, and he fell out through the other side into a hallway that looked vaguely familiar. The warmth in the air was new, though there was a familiar sort of scent that clung to the carpets. Something almost like wolves and foxes, like the wild forests. Not like the scents that clung to Katie, but not entirely dissimilar, either.

Where...what...

It had to be more of Katie's fucking around, more of whatever she had done to change everyone. But how she had connected the mountain cabin to this...

He got to his feet, running his hands along the walls. Wooden paneling, which was familiar, too...and the sound of grunting, groaning, thumping.

Someone was fucking in another room. He blushed, wondering if it would be better to run, but Katie was on the other side of the closet. Maybe it was better to stay here...until he could find a hiding place, at least.

Thankful that he was just short rather than suffering from full-on dwarfism, he tiptoed through the hallways, taking his time as he peered into one room after another. For the moment, he was mostly thankful that Katie hadn't immediately followed him, but the fact that she wasn't there made him wonder what else was happening on the other end. Had his family come to talk to her? Had they decided to come for revenge? Or were they done with each other and just wanted to rut her now, lost in the heat of their new instincts?

He didn't know, fully, what had been done to them. Yes, there was the fact that they were all anthros now, that they had lost their bodies to their new forms and that there was nothing to easily change them back, but he didn't know what that had done to their minds. Maybe they were still like the people he had known, maybe not, but until he had the chance to talk to them - something that might never happen - he wouldn't be able to find out for sure. All he could do was keep himself human for as long as possible.

Specter had checked four rooms when he reached the far end of the wooden hallway. He hesitated at the doorway, knowing that the sounds coming from the other side meant that there were people...going at it, but that was still a thing that he had to check out. He had to know if this was a safe place, or if it was too dangerous. He rested his hand on the door, hesitated, and then pushed it open.

Laying on the bed were two people, and one was almost familiar to him from behind. Seeing her thick ass rising and falling was an angle that he had never seen her from before, however, and both the tail and the fluff that ran down from her hips to her thighs, and the scales that were elsewhere, were also new. He stared, his mouth falling open at the sight of her taking something so thick, so large between her legs, and he felt shamefully aroused at the same time.

Shamefully, because as she moaned, as she tossed her head back, he recognized the sound of her voice. It was...

It was his sister, Jessica. She had changed, too. Changed, altered, warped, and now, she was fucking like one of them.

The dragon-wolf under her moaned more ferally than she did, however, which was...something that he hadn't expected. His first thought, that his sister had been caught and converted, seemed at odds with what was happening in front of him. Had she...had she been converted the way that Katie had, perhaps? That she had kept some of her mind and then gone out hunting for her own pleasure?

He was panting, and not just in fear, he realized. There was some embarrassed part of him that was enjoying the show in front of him, and that part was starting to pitch a tent in his pants, something that made him feel all the more embarrassed. This was his sister, for crying out loud. This was Jessica, his fucking sister. Why the hell was he...

The smell? Was that part of it? Was that the thing that was starting to get to him? He knew that the same sort of thing had happened with Katie, but he had assumed that was mostly her magic, not the smell alone. But if it was the case, if the smell was the big part that made him all light-headed and stupid, then this was definitely doing a number on him.

And besides, some little part of him justified. This wasn't the same Jessica anymore. She was some sort of other creature, almost like a dragon mixed with a fox, something that wasn't really human and wasn't really his sister any longer. Fantasizing about her wasn't the same as fantasizing about incest, was it? That wasn't something that he really needed to worry about anymore, not when she was -

"Mmmmmm..."

Jessica moaned, bottoming out on the cock under her, and to his shock, she slowly turned around, looking over her shoulder at him. Her cheeks turned up in a smile, and she nodded her head, almost like she was inviting him into the bed.

"Hey, Spec...been a while."

"..."

"Heh, what's the matter? Dragonfox got your tongue?"

You...you knew I was here?

"I heard someone, smelled someone. But I didn't think that it was you."

She slowly stood up, her boy-toy - only mostly transformed, he was surprised to see - staying flat on his back, panting hard. She was sticky and wet between her legs, some of her fluids running down her thighs for all to see, and the rest of it just puddling and bubbling from inside of her. It ran down and slimed her bedsheets as she stepped off it, making her way to the floor.

Specter knew that his better option was to run, to make his way out of here as fast as possible, but he didn't know what the neighborhood outside was like. This might be an anthro neighborhood, in which case, a human running through would get attention from everyone. Might even start some kind of hunt if he didn't get to safety and fast. Then again, if he didn't get out of here, he didn't know what his sister would do to him, either.

Incest, some part of his brain said.

Hot, another part said.

And so, he stayed frozen in place, unable to step away from the door frame as she approached. Her breasts bounced ever so slightly, smaller than Katie's were, less immediately entrancing. Her tail, thick as a fox's tail but with the length of a dragon's fifth limb, swayed from side to side as she walked closer and closer. The mess between her legs was a constant reminder of what she was willing to do, and what she had already done.

"Maybe you came here to let me help you, huh?" she asked.

What...what....

"It's alright. I understand. Let your sister help you..."

That's...that's wrong...

"Is it? It's not like I'm going to hurt you...and if I'm not already pregnant, I don't think that you'll be doing anything to help with that..."

She had such a strong scent, he realized. Such a strong, potent scent that was making him harder than he had ever been. He shivered, feeling almost like some magic was drawing him to her, or at least, keeping him from running away. His cock throbbed so painfully hard in his pants, and he knew that if she touched him, he would be lost.

There was something to him that didn't want to let go of the doorframe, something that made him hold tight as she offered him her hand. It was the part that didn't want to lose his humanity, the part of him that still felt betrayed. It was the part of him that wanted to go back to the way that things used to be, back to when he had been a good, loved member of the family rather than the instrument of it being converted and ripped apart. He wanted...he wanted...

"Specter."

Katie. She had finally come through.

He and Jessica turned, looking back down the hall to find Katie waiting. Jessica chuckled.

"So, you finally went through with it."

"I didn't think that it would go this badly," Katie said, shaking her head. "I thought I'd have more time."

"I thought that you'd have him changed by the time you got here. Did you change your mind?"

You...you were going to... Specter clicked his fingers absently, losing his focus and not getting the words out.

"No, no. I wasn't going to hand you over to her...but you running off clearly made it seem like it," Katie said, shaking her head. "No, I wanted to change you myself."

You made me do all this. You...both of you...

Katie hesitated, the kitsune giving Jessica a nod over his shoulder. His sister gave him a bit of a nudge, pushing him into the corridor.

"Whatever you choose, Spec, it's good to have you here. Can't wait to see what you become."

And just like that, she shut the door. He and the kitsune - he and Katie - were being left alone for the moment.

"You have a choice now," she said, shaking her head. "It's not a choice of staying human or not, anymore. You lost that choice the minute that you testified in court. Same as me. The only choice that you have left is who changes you."

Nobody.

"That's not one of your options, dear. I'm sorry, but it's not."

I don't want this.

"You don't have a choice. Not anymore."

And so, she pulled him over to a small sofa that had long been pressed against the wall of the hallway. She sat him down, resting him against her arm, and despite himself, he allowed it. There was too much history between the two of them for him to withdraw over something so small as that, no matter how much things had changed.

And he listened. For the first time, he listened with a sober mind, something that had been denied him as Katie controlled him in the cabin. He was made to listen to her, not just obey. And so...

So, he did. And as he did, he thought about all the things that could have happened since their arrival, all the times that she could have forcefully converted him the way that so many other anthros could have done, and what it would have meant to him. What it would have done to him, too. He looked down at the floor as he realized just how lucky he was that she had been as gentle as she was. The conversion was still something that he didn't want, but she was going out of her way to do it in a better style and fashion than the others of her kind had been doing.

Hearing that there had been less pain on the part of his family helped, too, though this was...awkward. Awkward as hell, really, thinking of his cousins and his sister being already anthro, being so...so free and open with their sexualiity. He really didn't want to think of them like that, but at this point, did he really have a choice in the matter? Didn't seem so.

As he thought it through, he realized that he had been given an option that nobody else really got. Not to avoid the conversion or not, but to pick the one that took him. He looked up at Katie, cocking his head to the side, and the kitsune sighed.

"I don't want someone else to change you...but if you really want to avoid me...if you want someone else to take you in and make you into whatever you're meant to be, I'll understand. I won't be happy...but I'll understand. It should be your choice."

Much as Specter didn't want to admit it, it was a choice, and no matter how much he would have preferred more options, there was no denying that he was still being given a choice. And it was being given by someone that, by all rights, didn't have to give it. She could have taken him, fought over him, done any number of things to make it clear that she was going to have him for her own, but she had done none of that. Instead, she had stepped back, explained things as honestly as possible, and even gone through the effort of tracking him down so that he could make that informed decision on his own.

There was no going back, he realized. He had already thought about it a number of times, but this was the moment where it finally settled in. There was no going back to a human family. No going back to what they had had. The revolution of the anthros was already in full swing, and one way or another, the world was going to change.

For once, just once, he would like to be on the winning side, and that meant picking something that he wanted.

Specter looked back down the hall. For a split second, he considered going to his sister, just to have something with someone that hadn't used him like this, but there was something to the incest side of it that just pushed him back. Not far, not far at all, not nearly as far as it would have done when he was still completely himself, but enough to make it clear that he'd need her pheromones to actually go through with the 'fun' with her. There was no need for that with Katie...and besides, she had stopped him, and let him make the choice.

Sure, she had put him through all this as well, but it had been for a better reason than he had initially assumed, and that was a hell of a lot better than just forcing it on him here at the end of things.

He looked back at the kitsune, slowly nodding. She smiled.

"You've made your decision, then?"

Yes.

"Say it for me?"

You.

"Me, what?"

You...change me.

"And you'll..."

Stay with you.

She smiled, offering her hand, and he took it. As they got up from the sofa, Jessica poked her head around the doorway.

"Heading out already?" the dragonfox asked.

"Yeah. He decided to stick with me."

"Your loss," Jessica joked. "But you'll be back later?"

"Yes, after it's all done."

"I'll get the guest-rooms ready."

They walked back to the closet and stepped through. In the space of a second, they were back to the other room in the cabin. The smell in the air said that the rest of the family had gone back to their rooms, but not before they had looked around...and not without dripping, in the cases of a few of them. Specter blushed as he realized how close he had come to stepping into a puddle of some unknown substance. He walked around it, even as Katie slipped over to the bed and started undressing.

Well, finishing undressing, at least. She had been topless the whole time, and seeing her bare breasts again was something different. But seeing her take off her skirt, her thong, and...everything else...well, that was something that really got his heart racing.

I shouldn't want this, he thought.

And yet, despite the fact that he was looking at a rather furry, animalistic body, there was something in him that really did crave the pleasures that she offered him. There was a beauty there, something that was glorious and delightful, something that pulled at his heartstrings and his balls at the same time. He wanted to be between her legs, wanted to feel her inner walls pressing to him, wanted....wanted everything that she had to offer.

He almost mechanically stripped out of his own clothes, joining her in bed a moment later. No more than a moment, no more than a second, and he was hard as could be. His cock throbbed as he knelt between her legs, her on her back and him over her. The position meant that their size difference was all the more exaggerated, and he blushed, reaching down and touching himself.

There was no more chance to talk. Clicking his fingers now would just be silly, no matter how much he wanted to apologize again. The feeling of being so small compared to her, the sensation of being so much shorter and slighter and smaller than someone like her deserved, welled up the way that it always did when they were close like this. It was, to put it mildly, intimidating. After all, he wasn't exactly disproportionate down there; he was short in height, and short in...that, too, and he always worried if it was enough for her.

But Katie did what she always did when he was in position. She reached her legs around his hips and curled them tight, pulling him forward and helping him sink into her body. He moaned under his breath as she pulled him close, as he felt her warmth spreading around his shaft, and he let himself sink deeper and deeper within her.

It didn't take long to bottom out, nor did it take long for him to start feeling the tingles of her magic rushing through him. It was most obvious down between his legs, the warmth of her sex and the wetness running from it staining his cock and doing something to it. He felt more sensitive, if not larger, and he could feel something else, too, something that made him feel more...needy. Needier, hotter, hornier than he usually was, making him move his hips without thinking, without holding back the way that he normally did. He liked to warm up, to take his time and really get into it, but not this time. Not when they were both like this.

In, out, in, out, and with each thrust, he felt that tingling spreading through him, running up from his crotch through his sac, and then down through his legs and up through his stomach. Something made his skin itch, like there was something pushing up and out through his pores.

There was, he realized belatedly. Fur was coming out, popping through and covering his skin with each passing second. He gasped for breath as he saw it, but he couldn't stop himself, couldn't stop thrusting away. In, out, in, out, her heels helping push him further into her, making him thrust harder, faster. Each time that he bottomed out, his balls bouncing against her, he could feel the tingling get stronger, could feel her inner walls clenching down on his cock and pulling him deeper.

"Oh, Spec..."

Katie's whisper, soft as it was, breathed warm air over his forehead. He couldn't bring himself to look up at her, his size meaning his head was no higher than her breasts. He didn't mind that, and she didn't seem to mind that much either, as he pumped away. Every time that he huffed, he either breathed out between her breasts or against her nipples, depending on whether his head was facing forward or facing to the side. She seemed to like it, wrapping her arms around him to keep him closer.

The fur spread faster across his body, moving along his back and down his legs. He could feel his feet cracking, his knuckles doing the same. His mouth started to feel weird, his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth differently, and his teeth felt odd as they started to sharpen into something more like feline fangs. He didn't know what he was becoming, but he knew that it was going to be different to what he had been. It was going to be something very, very different.

In, out, in, out, unable to stop, even as he felt the soft pop of something coming out from the base of his spine, even as he felt something slender wiggling its way up and out from the small of his back. It was something like a tail - no, it was a tail, something that he could control. He swayed it slightly, almost stopping his pumping before Katie dragged him into it again.

In, out, in, out, the splashing of her juices and his almost enough to make him forget the feeling of his ears rolling up along the side of his head, or the feeling of whiskers popping out of his cheeks. He could feel his claws coming out, making him more careful as he grabbed for Katie's sides, and he could feel his body arching, his back bending as he started humping harder than ever.

So.

Damn.

Good!

In, out, in, out, her pussy clenching down harder on him, pulling him deeper. He realized that his shame had faded, that he no longer felt embarrassed about this. Pleasure, wonderful pleasure, was still there, and it was enough to make him forget about all those bad things that he had been dealing with.

No more pain.

No more suffering.

Just him, Katie, and his family. All together, away from those that wanted revenge. Her magic, her power, her strength, would be enough to keep them safe from now on. Any of the others...

Any of the others would have to fight her to get to him, and she would protect him. And he would give her everything that he could to make sure that it was good for them. They had sacrificed enough to get to this point. No more losses, no more sacrifices from now on.

In, out, in, out, picking up the pace, feeling the pleasure climbing. He groaned under his breath, putting his growing muzzle between her breasts as he felt his load begging for release. He was so close, now, so very close, and he doubted that he could hold back for much longer. Moaning, he looked up at her, got the nod that it was alright...

And released.

With a moan, he felt the last of the changes settling in, the fur growing in patches here and there, filling in any gaps that were left over. He felt claws, fangs, teeth coming in properly, and felt the twitching of his tail and ears. He felt everything that was new and different, and looked down at Katie with eyes that could see in the dark better than any human eyes ever could.

It was done.

He was remade.

"I love you, Specter," Katie said.

He clicked his fingers, clumsily, but understandably.

I love you, too.

The End

Summary: The end of the series, and the end of the transformation stuff. It seems that there was a reason for this, as much as Specter didn't want to admit it.

Tags: M/F, Near-Incest, Nudity, Riding, Cock Riding, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Dragonfox, Kitsune, Ocelot, Feline, Various Species, Series, Magic, Sex, Vaginal, Missionary,