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A Pendant Penchant for Pleasure

Part 4

for John_Doe12346

by Draconicon

The pleasures of his transformation continued to afflict him as he waited for Kevin to show up. He didn't want to indulge too much, but as his cocks throbbed and his sensitive body continued to tingle with need, it was hard not to reach down and touch himself a little bit from time to time. On a few occasions, he reached down to heft his new breasts, touching them and feeling their fullness against his muscular chest. There was a hint of something rather more feminine than he expected there, something that rather liked that sort of touch, but he pushed it out of his mind.

Further between his legs, however...

He shivered the first time that he reached under his balls and touched his new pussy. It was weird to have an opening there, right behind his balls, and weirder still for it to feel as good as it did. He honestly expected to be rather repulsed by that thing, considering that he didn't have any attraction to female parts, but it still had a nice feeling when he touched it. Not the same as when he touched his cock - cocks, he corrected himself - but still nice. Particularly right around the clit at the top, and when he got his finger just deep enough to find that sensitive part of his inner walls and -

Frankie pulled his hand back, knowing that it was only going to get worse. There was still a feeling of tingling, potential energy all around him, and he was pretty sure that the whole transformation wasn't done yet, as if there was something else still waiting to strike. What it would be, he didn't know, but considering that the pendant against his chest wasn't completely cool, considering that there was still some magic warmth there, he imagined that something was still due to happen.

He refused to pace, but he didn't have room to sit on the bed, either, not after what had happened to the frame the last time. So, he stood in the middle of the room, arms wrapped around his chest, waiting.

Thankfully, he didn't have to wait too long. There was a knock at the door, followed by a grunt and someone calling through it. The voice was the same as he had heard on the phone, just slightly different, but still Kevin.

"Come in," he called back.

The door lock clicked, and in stepped someone that was not at all the Kevin that he remembered. Frankie's eyes widened as he took in the new man on the other side.

Kevin had shifted from human to a different species. An avian species, for that matter, and a rather tall one, though not nearly as tall as him. The hybrid blinked at the feathers that adorned the other man, taking in the various shimmers of brown and earthy golds along the other guy. Golden Eagle, he believed was the species, and as Kevin stood six-foot-nine, that meant that he too would tower over most humans.

Obviously, his roommate's clothes didn't fit that well anymore, but considering that he'd grown barely a foot taller - if that - it was something that had been adjusted to. Bigger muscles in the chest meant that the shirt that he wore ripped in the sleeves and middle, dragged up a bit to show off the abs under the feathers, while those pants had become shorts, pulled up to the knees and ripped below the thighs.

And that wasn't even including the muscle-gut that pushed forward, just barely covering the abs a bit, keeping their true power from being seen. That and the new, bare feet that were covered in avian scales - and were quite a bit larger than they had been previously - made it quite hard to believe that this was the same guy that he had spent months with. The same guy that he had crushed on for so long. The same guy that -

"What the hell happened to you?" Kevin asked.

"...Same thing that happened to you, apparently."

"Yeah, but...you got more."

"Well...in some ways." He smiled, hefting his twin dicks. "I'm gonna bet that yours didn't double."

"No, but it did get...Well. Not even as long as yours, really."

"Show me?"

It was stated as a question, but Kevin responded as if it was an order. Frankie bit back a blush and some surprise as the bird reached for his zipper, pulling it down and -

The tiger-shark hybrid whistled as he saw the shaft that popped free. Semi-hard already, it was a good ten inches long, and he imagined that it had a couple inches of growth to it. There would be quite a massive member down there when it finally reached full size, he was sure, and he imagined that it would tower over the average human cock.

Just like he did. Just like they both did.

Heh...

He gripped his twin cocks together, stepping forward. The knots at one end and the barbs at the head were more obvious now, and he tapped them against either side of the bird's cock. That seemed to be enough to get Kevin the rest of the way there, and soon, they were standing pressed against each other, three cocks rubbing against one another. He shivered, feeling the heat from the pendant against his chest, feeling a tingle in his mouth.

"Mmmph..."

"They're...huge," Kevin muttered.

"Just like the rest of me."

"Rest of - god, I barely even looked at those..."

After a moment's hesitation, Kevin lifted his hands to the hybrid's new breasts. They started at the lower, slightly smaller pair, then moved to the upper ones, groping them. Frankie bit his lip, not sure whether it would feel good or not, considering they were most definitely not pecs -

"Mmmph..."

But as Kevin teased his nipples, rubbing them gently and pinching them, it was clear that there was more than enough sensitivity there for him to like it. Like it a lot, as a matter of fact.

"Mmmph..."

"I didn't...wow..."

"So...you like them...eh?"

"Well, I did say...I'm bi..." Kevin said.

"Well...I think there's something else you're going to like, then."

"Wha -"

"Here."

Taking the other man by the hand, he slowly brought Kevin's fingers down between his thighs. At first, the other man tried to get a good grip of his balls, but he kept dragging him further and further back until -

A soft hiss escaped his lips as those fingers found his pussy, rubbing it gently. It was already a little bit wet with everything that he had been going through, everything that he'd been imagining since the transformation, so it was easy for those fingers to slide up and in just a bit. He huffed, watching as Kevin's eyes went from confused to intent, and then to a rather embarrassed widening.

"You...you've got a pussy?"

"Well, now I do." Frankie chuckled with a huff. "Mmmph...you like it?"

"I don't...dislike it."

"Come on...Now you have two options here."

"...Can't say that's not the truth."

"At least this way, you get a man and a woman at the same time."

"Heh, not that I ever needed that..."

"..."

"I would have been happy with you...but this makes me ecstatic."

Frankie could feel the moment coming again, and this time, he leaned in to take advantage of it before Kevin could complete the kiss. The eagle was still leaning forward, beak-mouth starting to part, when the tiger-shark hybrid leaned in and made the kiss happen first.

It was more awkward this time, considering that they were finding out how their bodies touched together and how they were supposed to fit properly, but there was still a kiss, and it was still warm and loving and just what they needed from each other. A soft taste of flesh and tongue, a gentle touch of lips, their hands moving up and down each other's bodies: everything that they enjoyed when they were kissing on the street was somehow better, more enjoyable right then and there. Maybe it was the greater sensitivity of their bodies, maybe it was the sheer pleasure of being in the right shapes for each other, or maybe it was the pendant feeding them their need, their addictions. Whatever it was, it was good, and they both lunged for each other.

They nearly fell over more than once as they turned on the spot, groping at each other. Their cocks ground against one another, rubbing, thrusting, never stopping the pleasure that they were getting from frotting against one another. The twin cocks that Frankie enjoyed formed the perfect framing device for that, and it meant that every time that one of them thrust forward, the other got more pleasure through their contact.

Forward, back, forward, back, scaly hands going down to full rumps. His muscular one, Kevin's filled, firm one. They were both heating up, both feeling needier by the second, and it was a miracle that neither had fallen over yet.

They panted into the kiss, and for that moment, it felt like that there was no way that it could get any better.

And then it did. One more lick, one gentle suck along Frankie's tongue suddenly spiked with sensitivity. He moaned, arching his back, pulling Kevin closer. Hell, he pulled that bird right off his feet, holding him in the air as he felt like he was kissing and getting a blowjob at the same time, his tongue swelling, making it all the more sensitive, all the more pleasurable to maintain the kiss.

He thrust his tongue forward, and Kevin almost gagged. That, more than anything else, finally convinced him to pull back. Dropping the bird, he panted, reaching for his mouth and touching his tongue.

It almost felt like touching his cocks. His eyes went wide, and as Kevin reached into his own mouth, rubbing his tongue, he ran for the mirror.

Sticking out his tongue, he saw a cock inside his mouth, instead. The head was still forming at the tip of his tongue, admittedly, and the rest of it was still fattening up rather than lying flat inside of his mouth, but there was no denying what the new shape obviously was. He tilted his head to the side, looking at it one way, then another, hardly believing it, but unable to deny that he had a cock-tongue now.

"That...that's weird," he muttered, thankful that it didn't seem to be impacting his ability to speak. "Wow..."

"Were you just...fucking my mouth?" Kevin asked.

"...Yeah, I think I was."

"...Hot."

"Heh...that's hot to you, huh?" Frankie asked, slowly turning on his heel. "What else is hot to you, these days? Seems like you don't have much in the way of limits anymore."

"You never asked what my limits were before."

"So, what are they now?"

"Well...I was thinking..."

"Yeaaaaaah?" Frankie asked, smiling as he drew out the word.

"Well, before we get to the main event...There's something that I'm curious about."

"What's that?"

"...Ever done much with feet before?"

"...Nope, but I'm definitely curious to try. On the floor, though."

"Yeah, probably best not to break the beds..."

They sat down between their beds, each of them sitting close to the other. They inched closer and closer, not quite frotting again, but not far from it considering just how large their cocks had become. Their legs were strong enough that neither were really bothered by holding them up in the air, but there was definitely some bending involved on Frankie's part. After all, he was nearly two feet taller than the eagle, and that meant that there was some positional negotiation that had to happen.

But then, the bird's scaly feet were right in his face. They were plantigrade, the sort that would rest flat on the ground, and while they were still vaguely humanoid in shape - there was still the long sole rather than a chicken-style foot with long toes and talons on either end - the whole thing had been scaled over, left firm and smooth. He stroked a finger along the bottom of one of them, leaving Kevin groaning under his breath.

"Heh, what's the matter? More sensitive than you thought?" Frankie teased.

"Hey, there's a reason I wanted to give it a try."

"Heh, I just - mmmph!"

Oh, that felt different. Just one lick to the bottom of his left foot, right along the arch and leading up to the ball of his foot, had been enough to get his cock throbbing, twitching, rising up a little bit higher. Cocks. Cocks. It was so hard to remember that he had two, now, despite the fact that they were both making their need quite well-known.

Well, two could play that game. He grabbed hold of one of Kevin's feet, pulling it right against the tip of his muzzle. A vague hint of foot-musk and flesh-scent clung to it, but none of the nastiness that one might have expected for someone that had been walking barefoot for a while. None of that nasty sweat-stuff, or the bits of dust and earth that might have clung to the bottom of a foot over time. No, it was just the simple smell of a foot, of flesh, of man.

He moaned softly, dragging his lips, nose, and then tongue along the bottom of his friend's sole, taking his time to really lather on the attention. It didn't take long for the bird to be chirping away, huffing against the pleasure of being teased, touched, given some attention that he desperately needed. A long, lathering lick dragged the scales smooth, giving it plenty of shimmer along the bottom, and Frankie had to bite off a chuckle at just how much it seemed to rile his new boyfriend up.

Then he got the same treatment, and the shoe was on the other foot. He shivered, biting off a moan as he leaned his head back, curling the toes of his other foot as Kevin dug his tongue into the webbing between his toes. He hadn't thought that such places would be that sensitive, but that showed what he knew, he supposed. Lick, lap, lick, lap, suck went that tongue, pulling him along, making his cocks bounce to the teasing touch. He huffed, puffed, thrust his foot forward and ground it against his boyfriend's questing tongue, and took almost a full minute to get his head back on straight.

When he did, he immediately set to giving Kevin the same sort of treatment, thrusting his tongue between the eagle's toes, making sure to treat them all to the same sort of royal attention that his own foot was getting. Thrust, lick, and then pulling the toes between his lips to suck on them.

That did something. Kevin arched his back, his cock spitting pre-cum, shooting over Frankie's stomach right then and there. He grinned around the digits, working them over good and hard, all while biting off the moans that wanted to come with everything that he was getting done to his feet.

Lick.

Lap.

Suck.

Thrust the tongue between the toes.

Lap against the sole.

Lick along the arch.

Every trick that he had ever heard of or imagined in a porno made its way into his treatment of the large feet in his face, but whatever slight advantage that he managed to get was always lost quicker than he expected when Kevin did the same thing to him, and then upped the ante. A lick along his arch was always followed by a playful nibble, something that was just a pinch, but still somehow hot. Every lick between the toes was followed with a loving nuzzle, dragging that narrow beak between them and teasing the sensitive webbing.

It didn't take long before the pair of them were as riled up as could be, and Frankie groaned as he gripped both his cocks at once.

"Mmmph...I need..."

"Me too," Kevin admitted.

"Me first."

"You got it."

They didn't even have to negotiate. They were both too horned up to care at that point. Kevin rolled over, getting on all fours, and Frankie all but lunged for him.

One cock slipped up against the hole, the other between the cheeks, running up along the gap between them. It was fine, to start, considering the sheer thickness that he had to work with. He lowered the head of the one on-target to be more on-target, feeling that pucker resisting him for a half-second before Kevin managed to relax. He felt that tight ring open up ever so slightly, and he pushed forward.

The ease with which they slipped together was just as much a confirmation of their suitability for each other as everything else that had happened. He moaned under his breath as he felt the sheer warmth that surrounded his cock, thrusting forward, pushing further, further in. The warming sensation of those clenching walls, the feeling of them tensing and tightening up around him every time that he so much as shifted his hips, had his four balls pulling up and dropping again constantly. The amount of pre-cum that was oozing out of the cock resting on the small of the eagle's back, right up against his tail-feathers, was a perfect indication of how much goo he was spurting into that hole, and how full it was going to be by the time that they were done.

In, out, in, out, taking his time to really fill that hole up, feeling the way that his new barbs were raking over the inner walls, the way that his knot was popping against that pucker every time that he slammed in and pulled back. It wasn't enough to lock him in, and he wondered if it ever would be. Probably with both cocks, but not with one, he decided.

In, out, in, out, each time feeling that pucker pulling back against his cock, seeing it getting pulled out a bit as he dragged his hips back. It was like that hole was getting molded to his dick, and he wondered if that was magic, too. The lack of warmth from the pendant suggested that it wasn't, that this was just him and Kevin, that their bodies were just that suited for each other now rather than being magically molded for it.

Somehow, that made it so much better. The idea that they could just do this to one another was just so much better than thinking that they needed to rely on magic for it.

In, out, in, out, his balls slapping against that ass, feeling the thickness there, the heat. Kevin was moaning out loud under him, spurting pre-cum against the floor, clenching down on him, shoving his ass back again and again. He was getting milked right into that hole, the eagle's wings spread wide over his back in an almost boner-like position. It was rather sexy and rather silly at the same time.

"Getting...getting close," he grunted, panting hard.

"Do it...do it...cum in me..."

"Mmmph..."

"Cum as hard as you can..."

There was going to be a mess, but at that point, he wasn't sure that he cared any longer. The feeling of need, the utter consumption of it, the way that it filled him and demanded satiation, was too much to hold back. With a grunt, he slammed in one more time -

"MMMPH!"

And he came. The rush hit him hard, and he almost stumbled backwards, falling right off his feet. It was like everything that he had been holding back came rushing out in that moment, flooding through his cock. He swore that it was like a bulge running from the base to the tip before -

Splut.

Splut.

Splut.

The splatters of his seed hit the bird's wings, and even the back of his head from how hard Frankie was cumming. He panted hard as he held his position, even as his cock felt like it was being pushed right back out of the other male's body, throbbing, pulsing, squirting away like mad.

It was so wet, so warm, so tight down there, and he could feel Kevin spasming, shivering under him...but not quite cumming. There was something holding him back, keeping him from going over that peak, and that was something that Frankie could help with.

When the pulsing, throbbing need between his legs subsided, he pulled back. Not quickly, but slowly, taking his time to really feel that clenching, milking sensation around his cock. The inside of his boyfriend's ass was a slimy mess, now, something that he took some pleasure for being responsible for, and he smiled as he finally popped his cock free. The inside was slimy and wet, oozing out almost immediately, a waterfall of wet goo that started bubbling from that pucker almost immediately. Despite their size difference, it didn't quite gape, though it was stretched enough to stay open and allow that dribble to continue.

Even as Kevin groaned, huffing and shivering, his hips twitching forward a few times and his hole puckering and clenching, opening and closing from the sudden emptiness, Frankie was shifting to a new position. He laid on his back, spreading his legs and pulling his balls up. All fours would have been more ideal for this, but the chance to see his boyfriend face to face spoke to him more.

As Kevin came down from the edge, looking over his shoulder, the bird's eyes lit up. The eagle turned around, looking down at the tiger-shark hybrid, and wordlessly pointed at the dripping pussy on display.

All Frankie had to do was nod. And he did.

No sooner had he done that than Kevin was on top of him, thrusting away and moaning out loud. In, out, in, out, the squelching wetness down there far louder than what had filled the room while they had been butt-fucking, and...and it was somehow just as good.

"Ah...ah!"

He gasped, shivering as he felt that thick cock bottoming out in him again and again. The sheer size that he'd gained during the transformation meant that the foot-long cock inside him wasn't causing any damage, wasn't even hurting him, but it was definitely more than big enough to feel slamming in and out, in and out, picking up speed faster than he expected.

"Oh fuck..."

"You like...like that, huh?" Kevin panted.

"Mmmph...more than...more than I thought...I would..."

"Gonna give it to you..."

"Do it..."

"Give it to you hard..."

The eagle lifted his legs, pushing Frankie back until he was bent almost double. It was almost like a proper mating press at that point, but despite being in the bottom position, he rather liked the feeling of being filled that way. There was something so intense, so intimate, about being together with his boyfriend like this that there was no humiliation, no embarrassment, no wrongness about it.

For that matter, with how good his pussy felt getting spread like this, he doubted that there'd ever be a 'wrong' feeling about using that hole. It was just that much different, that enjoyable in a different, odd way compared to his cock or his prostate. All it did was give them more options, and it would keep Kevin happy with being with a guy.

In, out, in, out, and he could feel every inch of that thick shaft plunging into him, using him, rutting him. In, out, in, out, the slippery slime that he'd used to fuck his boyfriend now being used to lube him up and fuck him good and hard. Those balls, while not as large as his, were still more than large enough to spank his ass every time that the big guy slammed in, and the sight of the bird over him, eyes mostly closed in bliss, was enough to make him feel amazing about himself, as well, something that he hadn't realized that he needed right then and there.

In, out, in, out.

In, out, in, out.

Neither of them had the breath to spare for any words, but they spoke through touches, gropes, grabs, strokes. They reached out for one another, held each other, guided one another into different thrusts, different speeds, different arches of the back and different touches. More than once, Frankie tested himself, clenching down hard to see how long he could hold onto that thick cock plunging into him, how well he could slow it down compared to what Kevin had done to him when he had been on top. He had slightly more muscle, just enough to slow it down and even almost keep it in place, but never for long.

Particularly not when Kevin started licking his feet, not when they were that sensitive. He moaned every time that the eagle put his tongue to use up there, keeping him shivering, panting, gasping whenever that tongue flicked between his raised feet and his toes. He was spurting pre-cum over his belly, on the verge of splattering himself before they even reached Kevin's first climax.

"Not...nnngh...fair..."

"Never needed...to be..."

"Oh, you...cum you...you bitch..."

"You first..."

"No...you..."

Frankie panted as he squeezed down again, bringing up his tail, using it to push Kevin faster. The shift, the friction, the tightness, was apparently just enough to push the other man over the edge, and the sudden warmth between his legs told Frankie everything that he needed to know. Even if the eagle hadn't managed to stifle his moan, he couldn't hide his pleasure down there.

The warmth flooding into him was even better than he had expected, and his expectations had been rather high after the pleasure of fucking his boyfriend's ass. There was something almost magical to their coupling, and he looked forward to testing out just how far they could take it with each other.

They slumped together, his legs finally allowed to hit the floor again. The steady thrusting, throbbing, pulsing in his pussy told him that Kevin was still expelling more seed, and the slow flow down his thighs confirmed it, particularly as it also rolled down over his ass. He chuckled under his breath, patting the smaller male on the back.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah...just...just winded."

"Well, you did put out a lot there," he teased.

"I know, but...mmmph...fuck..."

"Hot, tight, and wet?"

"Better than anything that I could have imagined."

"Gimme a kiss."

It was another 'demand,' but it was hard not to do that. It just seemed to be the sort of person that he was these days, the sort of person that could and should ask for things like that. And it worked, too, considering that Kevin leaned up and gave him a kiss one more time.

It was a softer one, this time, not the tongue-sucking, body-teasing, desperate kisses that they had exchanged before their rut. Instead, they were gentle with each other, touching each other's faces, tasting each other more delicately. A sip of fine wine rather than the desperate chugging of erotic alcohol. It was a nice comparison, and a nice contrast to what they had just gone through.

The moment passed, and soon, they were staring at one another with a very different question running through their minds.

What do we do next?

Kevin didn't answer it, didn't even make a suggestion, but unlike the other useless people that Frankie had spent time with, it wasn't due to a lack of capability. Instead, he was looking at the hybrid, waiting, seeing if Frankie wanted to take the lead or let him do it. It was a silence of respect rather than a silence of reliance.

That was something he could live with, work with. The tiger-shark took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

"I think we should apply for distance learning," he said.

"Sounds good to me," Kevin agreed.

"And get in touch with Mr. Han. Let him know this worked."

"Also agreed."

"And when we graduate..."

"Yeah?"

"I want to move in together."

"Heh...completely agreed. I think my family will help out with that...they've been wanting me to find someone for a while, and I don't think that they'll give a rat's ass if it's a man or a woman."

"And what about someone in-between?"

"Well, they'll make it work, I think...the bigger thing will be the fact that neither of us are human anymore, but...well, my dad's a weirdo. He'll like it."

The idea of having to let others find out about their un-humanity was something that he hadn't really considered. All things being equal, he would have been fine with nobody that already knew them ever finding out, but that was not going to happen. If he was going to be with Kevin, then that meant dealing with another family for at least a little while, at least until he was either accepted or banned from their presence, as well. And if they were going to be okay with the weird stuff, then he supposed it was better to get this out of the way in advance, rather than holding it back for any real length of time.

He'd trust Kevin. He'd done well enough for that so far.

Graduation came and went, and their changes, thankfully, went more or less unnoticed and unremarked. There were some locals that started to realize that there was something funny going on, true enough, but they were limited to the delivery men and the other food-service workers that came to their door and those college staff members that had to come down and evaluate their situation for distance learning. Aside from them, their new bodies went more or less unseen and unknown until they went to receive their diplomas.

That, too, was pretty unremarkable, though there were those in the audience that wondered where the massive hybrid and the too-tall eagle had been all quarter. Some just suggested that they were there to pick up diplomas that they had 'bought' rather than earned, but neither Frankie nor Kevin let that get to them. They just shared a knowing smile as they drove off afterward, though with Frankie having to lie down to even fit in the car, it was still a silly sort of thing.

True to his word, Kevin had gotten some support from his family, and they were able to move into an apartment the day after graduation. They spent all day getting their stuff dragged over, ranging from a new bed that would fit their massive frames to more furniture capable of supporting muscular anthros that had no business in the smaller stuff that was sold for humans. They had to spend literally everything that they had left of their student loans, but they were reasonably confident that they would be able to make it back. OnlyFans, if nothing else, would be more than welcoming of the stuff that they could provide, and the pair of them had quickly realized that they enjoyed showing off. Not always to a live audience, but at least to ones that were willing to offer some sort of compensation.

They were just carrying in the last of the boxes when Frankie stopped in the doorway and looked around. The small apartment was barely more than a starter place, but it was still theirs. It was theirs. And that meant so much more than he had ever expected it to.

He reached one hand up to the pendant that he still wore. The magic seemed to have long-since gone out of it, leaving it quiet, dull, and normal, but there was still something lovely about it. Mr. Han had demanded that they keep it, and had even offered to send them other things if they wanted it - something about wanting to see if the other magic worked, and if they wanted to make things even more interesting.

They had declined. Their lives were good enough as it was, and they didn't want to risk what they still had.

"Frankie?"

Kevin called to him from around the corner, and there was just enough tease in his voice to tell what he wanted. Frankie chuckled to himself, putting the box down and shutting the door.

"Coming."

"That's what I want to be doing now!"

"Well, you will be in a second. Just locking the door."

After all, if someone was going to get a show, they might as well pay for it. Clicking the lock shut, he started stripping down, his cocks already coming up.

Time to christen the place in the best way possible...

The End

Summary: Frankie and Kevin consummate their relationship, and enjoy each other massively.

Tags: H/M, Final Transformation, Cock Tongue, Two Dicks, Twin Dicks, Double Dicks, Frotting, Kissing, Vaginal, Anal, Cum, Orgasm, Creampie, Series, Boyfriends, Size Difference, Mating Press, Foot Fetish, Foot Sensitivity,