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Panting hard, Hannah's painfully-constrained chest shuddered. Every aftershock of her epic minutes-long orgasm caused her voluptuous body to jackknife on the soaked bed. Unable to stop herself, her right paw delved between her legs, making wet squelching noises as her thick fingers penetrated her slick swollen still convulsing pussy. Every graze of her insanely sensitive still-throbbing clit made her legs kick under her, further tearing the sheets. Her already powerful legs felt so strong, like coiled springs, the sinuous muscles stretching below her fur. The already stretched cotton underneath her body was unable to withstand the sharp claws adorning her long feet.

The straps of her bra were cutting off the circulation to her arms; the taut straps were badly submerged into the mix of red and brown fur coating her shoulders. In a stupor, her mind drowning in pleasure she plucked clumsily at the cups with her free paw, partially releasing the expanse of her nipple before resealing it behind the excruciatingly tight fabric. The feeling of freedom, pounding blood flooding into her nipple, however fleeting, made her thick thighs press together needfully on her delving hand. Hot wet fluid exploded from her partially freed nipple, quickly forcing its way into the bra's overtaxed cup.

Hand submerging between her legs, she pawed at herself more urgently. The intense slickness of her opening allowed her to push her paw up to her furry wrist inside. Hannah felt her pussy convulse and pry at the invading digits with a renewing vigor. The pounding of her strong and growing heart coursed through the flesh of her sopping pussy.

"Uuuuuhhhh!! Hnnnhh!!!" Moaning Hannah could feel her tail flicking quickly behind her, atop her expansive jiggling rear cheeks. Her newly elongated bucked teeth bit the lower lip of her muzzle, her eyes rolling in her cloudy head.

"Hannah? Are you...are you still in there?" Joel asked meekly, approaching the bed just a few steps, almost forgetting the broken glass. He was reminded as stray shards poked but failed to pierce his bare feet.

"J-Joel? Hnnnghh! I can't t-think... I ahhh!!!" Hannah's eyes tried to focus on his voice, her head rolling backward limply towards him. It was obvious to him she was barely able to fight whatever was happening to her. Her muzzle began to push outward with a series of audible cracks, her moans growing more urgent. But every time her large dilated eyes began to focus they were interrupted by an orgasmic shock, sending them rolling backward into her huge distending rabbit-shaped skull.

"So hoootttt! I can't-I nnnnghhh!! AUUUIIIIEEEEE!!!!" Hannah's body shuddered beneath her, the sloppy wet sucking noises growing more intense between her legs along with her arm's movements. Joel had no idea how she had anything left after what had just happened. The acrid-sweet smell of her sex was everywhere as were her fluids. He still had no idea how any of this was even possible!

"Arhhhhh!!!" Hannah moaned in pain. Joel's eyes went wide. He couldn't look away as he saw her breast flesh visibly plump behind her huge, but now proportionally small bra. Her whole body arched on the bed, its ruined base cracking further under the shifting weight. He could see that she was in no shape to help herself.

"Hold on! Just hold on!" Joel looked at the floor, there was no safe way to get to the writhing rabbit thing Hannah had turned into. Joel barely paid any attention to his own almost-painfully hard erection, its red-veined length jutting between his legs pointing almost directly at Hannah. An idea struck him. His clothes were in the living room somewhere he hoped. Staggering out of the bedroom he breathed deeply, the heavy musk Hannah was giving off had so saturated the air he almost forgot what normal air tasted like.

"There you are!" Spotting his pants and shoes he quickly fumbled to put them on. His still erect penis made zipping up the fly of his pants near impossible. Adjusting himself as best he could he managed to wrangle the throbbing meat down his pant leg. Eyeing the door to Hannah's apartment only for a moment Joel shook his head of the thought. Taking another deep breath he re-entered the bedroom, his loafer-clad feet hopefully immune to the glass strewn across the carpet.

Hannah was mostly as he left her, her body gyrating against her own hand on the thoroughly wrecked bed. Her fur had turned redder than he remembered and her frame looked larger but the way she was twisting and turning made it hard to judge. She was facing away from him, the curves of her enormous thighs and rear cheeks jiggling, entrancing him despite his apprehension. Peeking from between her legs were the pulsing lips of her pussy, pried open by her delving hand, a steady stream of fluids leaking from the pink folds.

"Hannah? I- I'm going to try to help. Ok?" God, she was so wet! Joel's eyes were only pulled away as he noticed her large pert bush of a tail begin to extend outward, drifting over her hindquarters. The column of flexible flesh was growing rapidly, almost in sync with the gyrations of Hannah's exposed pussy lips. Thick red fur pushed out of her tail's still-growing, now wagging, length. In his frazzled state Joel was slow to process what was happening. The thing growing from above Hannah's rounded rear cheeks looked like something that belonged on a dog...or a wolf, not a rabbit thing or whatever Hannah was.

Hannah was barely aware of Joel's leaving or re-entrance to the room, the pleasure and need roiling in her gut was too great. She could tell her body was still changing but the choking moans issuing from deep in her chest made it impossible to concentrate on anything. Only the pain wrapped around her shoulders and breasts mixing with the heavy ecstasy of her changing form filled her cloudy mind. She was barely aware of the small human man indenting the mattress behind her until she felt his hands grope at the purple bra's clasp.

"Ok. Ok, I'm going to just undo this. Just- just don't hurt me ok?" Joel could feel the heat of her body on his bare chest. Hannah was enormous up close, her feet had cleared the edge of the mattress, kicking in the air, large toes curling and uncurling revealing much larger claws than he remembered. His body filled with adrenaline like he was about to jump out of a plane with no shute, making his heart thump like a hummingbird. Sweat coursed down his face, burning his eyes. Despite everything in him telling him to flee from the danger Hannah's form presented he felt immensely aroused. He didn't know if it was her sex scent filling the room or the ridiculous proportions and sexuality Hannah's body now featured. His cock throbbed in its own prison. Hannah seemed too preoccupied with pleasuring herself to even notice his presence.

The straps of the bra across Hannah's back were so taut they looked like tie-downs for a flatbed truck. With a herculean effort, hands shaking, Joel managed to unbuckle the clasp. The bra forcefully ejected itself from her chest, its lower strap trapped under her heavy body anchoring it to her, arresting its force, the overstretched garment splaying across the bed like a dying creature.

"HUUURGHHH!!!!"" Hannah roared in pleasure and relief. The pressure choking her breathing and constraining the immense weight of her breasts was suddenly gone. Breasts jutting outward, released from their confinement they grew larger atop her chest. Fatty tissue building on fatty tissue her nipples swelled as the expanse of her boobs grew. Each nipple jiggling atop her heavy breasts, issuing copious gurgles of white milk. Each of her pink nipples now had a circumference larger than a quarter and well past two inches long. Rolling onto her back her soaked hand withdrew from between her legs with a wet *shluck*.

"Oh shit! Shit!" Joel barely made it out of the way of her shifting body and could only watch from the side of the bed. Both paws gripped her freed breasts, each substantially larger than her head Hannah moaned animalistically. Her grasping padded fingers were unable to cover her puffy plate-sized areola capping each mammoth breast. The heat was everywhere, intensifying inside of her. Muscles tightened throughout her body while she squeezed her leaking nipples. Hannah's back arched. Bones thickened up and down its length, pressing visibly outward into her curves. The last of her brown fur disappeared in an ocean of red. The white creamy fur of her chest and inner thighs grew thicker, a thick tuft erupting below her immense cleavage working its way down to her flaring lower lips.

"ARGHHnnnnHHH!!!" Face craning towards the ceiling, her eyes winced closed. The small part of Hannah that was still fighting the changes couldn't hold on anymore. The heat was so strong, it was all-consuming. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. Muzzle parting in a deep needful moan her face began extending again, jaw cracking and snapping her flat teeth were being displaced by a series of ragged vicious ridges. Nose broadening and becoming more pronounced, her gums extended, a trickle of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth. The long pained moan issuing from her chest began to become more beautiful, deeper, and throatier. Muzzle wrinkling her long jaw snapped open and closed, the sharp teeth filling her mouth growing more pronounced. A pair of immense sharp canines erupting from the front of her long mouth, the spittle-soaked teeth outgrowing her muzzle's ability to contain them. Her short rabbit-like tongue rolled out of the side of her extending face. Racing to catch up with her muzzle, it broadened and became longer with every heavy breath.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" Joel didn't know what to do. He didn't know what Hannah was before but he had seen this movie. This thing he knew. It felt like he was in a dream, some sort of horrible, impossible, sexed-up dream. He didn't know if he should run or stay. Backing away from Hannah he found himself pressed against the far wall, unable to take his eyes off the scene unfolding before him.

Sharp black claws erupted from Hannah's milk-covered fingers. Crunching and lengthening her knuckles and joints swelled. Small drops of blood from her still-extending claws mixed with the white creamy texture of milk flowing over them, turning the streams coursing down the sides of her chest a pink that virtually disappeared in her red fur. Hannah was stuck, back arched, unable to do anything but let the changes wash over her. Her already long feet weren't spared the ravages of the transformation. Tendons tightened and strained along their length, muscle building and becoming more defined. Paw pads swelling, Hannah's toes dug so deeply into the edge of the bed that her extending claws burst through the side of the mattress, shredding the multi-layered memory foam.

Joel could only look on, too scared to move from the spot on the wall he had chosen. Hannah's moans were shaking the apartment now, he was sure that her neighbors or somebody would notice. He realized he was watching his girlfriend turn into a monster. Or more of one anyway. There wasn't anything he could do. Seeing what her claws did to the mattress only solidified that feeling. Even if she remembered who he was there was a good chance a single swipe of those claws would be all it took to end him. The musk of the room had changed, it smelled mustier, gamier than before. It was making him dizzy but it didn't feel like he had many options. Running seemed ill-advised given how powerful her already animalistic legs had become. He hoped that somewhere under all those layers of muscle and fur was his sweet pudgy girlfriend that liked to play board games and walk with him in the rain.

Hot sweet liquid coursed down Hannah's thighs in a veritable river. Her pussy was on fire, its powerful muscles clenched like a fist. The rise of her pussy thickened as the treasure trail of fur from her breasts met its wet folds. Coaxing more milk from her breasts with her paws Hannah could feel the sides of her growing pussy pressing on her supportive but straining thighs. A fresh moan of pleasure erupted from her strained throat, rumbling her body. Her inner sanctum was burrowing deeper into her pelvis, her love canal pulsing with expectant need. The flow of steaming liquid leaking from between her legs surged. Hips widening with a series of cracks her rear cheeks swelled underneath her, pushing their expansive furry flesh against one another. Twin pinching sensations made her toned stomach to suck in. The animal in her knew that it was her ovaries and uterus swelling, making her able to bear an increasingly large number of young. Everything was tensing, tightening. The heat in her body was too much to take any longer. Her paws squeezed her breasts hard enough that it hurt, spraying milk from her nipples in twin fans. The heat and need to release driving her near insanity. Jaw extending and cracking to its final position she came.

"URHHHHNNN NNRRGHHHH!!!!" Hannah growled and bellowed, her back arching more dramatically, her head burying itself in the bed while shoving her squirting pussy into the air. Liquid rushed out of her like a tidal wave, her vagina prying and sucking urgently for a penis that wasn't there. It didn't matter. Grinding against the invisible lover her body gyrated on the bed. The weight of her breasts made them want to flop backward towards her head, only her powerful hands held them in place. Her paws grip on her breasts caused them to spray milk in sporadic jets surrounded by a fine mist of the white liquid. Her pussy, despite its emptiness, was indescribably sensitive, sending lightning shocks of pleasure through her heavy body. The ecstasy of her hands on her erogenous breasts fed off the feeling between her legs and vice versa. Each part of her body built off the pleasure of the others causing her to reach higher and higher peaks of orgasmic pleasure. Toes curling, ripping even more chunks off the mattress, a second powerful spray of fluids issued from between her legs. The squirt of love juices soaking what little of the fur covering her legs were left dry by her first eruption. The orgasm felt like it would never end. Her newly powerful body felt like it was made for this moment. Made for breeding, made for sex.

The rush of the orgasm did finally abate, but slowly, her body unwilling to stop the crashing waves of pleasure soaking into her every fiber. Hannah collapsed back onto the bed. Several more boards below the mattress broke and splintered. Breathing heavily she idly pried at her breasts, their weight carrying them sideways into her arms. Thick strands of saliva coated the sharp teeth of her panting muzzle. Looking through the cleavage of her breasts she saw the swollen hood of her clit jutting from between her legs. Whining through her elongated nasal passages she wanted something, anything to fill the space inside of her.

"H-Hannah? Are...are you..." Joel wanted to ask if she was still Hannah, but it was obvious to him that something had happened to her, something she hadn't even expected. Joel had never felt so afraid of uttering such a simple question in his life. What Hannah had just done, how she came. The sounds she had made while doing it. She was about as far from the sweet beautiful human he knew as you could get. He had never seen anybody, or anything cum that much or so powerfully. No porn video online could hold a candle to what Hannah had just done. There was no earthly explanation for how she could even have so much fluid in her or grow so immensely large.

Hannah's still long rabbit-like ears perked at the voice. Turning her head she stared at him with unfocused eyes. The fog in her mind made it hard to identify the figure. It was an animal of some sort. She could hear its heartbeat and smell its sex. Male. Her sensitive pussy pulsed at the realization. Even as aftershocks of her own orgasm made her body shudder she began to crawl off the bed. The heat still needed to be sated. The emptiness needed to be filled. Her breasts swung underneath her, their weight pressing into her arms, the thick dripping nipples touching the area halfway down her long forearms. Crawling on all fours she made her way off the bed towards the figure, the movement of her body making her pussy drip, the remnants of her orgasm still clinging to her hind legs. Sniffing the air exploratorily she growled. The thing wasn't like her. It smelled different, wring but also alluring.

"Hannah, it's me, Joel! You remember right? Please remember!" Joel begged, inching deeper into the room, Hannah's imposing figure blocking the doorway. He cursed himself for not escaping while he had the chance. Hannah was acting like a tiger in a documentary he had seen once, right before it tore its handlers apart. Her hands and feet didn't seem to mind or be affected by the glass still littering the floor. And she was getting closer by the second. Her eyes had become red the same as her fur and were even larger than before. The piercing evil-looking orbs showed no human intelligence or recognition he could see. They were the eyes of a predator, a hunter.

"You fought it before, fight it now. Please! I know you are still in there!" Joel backed into a corner, with only a tall decorative floor lamp to shield him. There was nowhere else to go. The light streamed through the tall windows of the loft apartment. Hannah looked like a giant wolf thing mixed with a rabbit and a human. It wasn't lost on him how big her breasts were or the slick strands of wetness leaking from her hidden hindquarters. Whatever Hannah had turned into seemed hungry for him in possibly a few different ways. Maybe all at once.

Hannah was curious about this small thing. If it was male it could service her. But her instincts told her to be wary of strange animals. She approached slowly, as much as her need began to burn. Nipples throbbing and pussy leaking she had to make her determination soon.

Grabbing the lamp Joel jerked the cord out of the socket. He didn't know what good it may do but it was all he had. Hannah's large new canine muzzle now sported a set of truly terrifying canines that looked like they would be at home on a sabertooth tiger.

"Hannah! Please! PLEASE!" She was almost on top of him now, her breath huffing through her leathery nostrils. Milk was leaking from her breasts onto the floor, her muzzle extending forward. Without thinking he swung the lamp, its weight flying from his sweat-soaked palms and smacking Hannah's furry forehead almost dead on before clattering to the floor in pieces.

"HGHHNNN!!!" With a pained roar, Hannah reared backward. Her ears pinning themselves to the top of her head. Her instincts told her to fight back, to lash out. But the throbbing impact of the metal lamp on her skull began to clear the fog. Shaking and rubbing her head she began to remember...everything. Eyes dilating and re-focusing she realized Joel was in front of her, almost in a fetal position, breathing as fast as a mouse. What was she doing?

"Nrghhhh! Joel? What's happening...I- I....." Her voice sounded wrong, too deep like it was coming from a different person. Everything felt heavy, too heavy like she was waking from a dream.

"H-Hannah? Is that you? Please be you."

"W-What wuth I doing? Nrrhhh! Whuth happened?" Hannah moaned, rubbing the tender spot on her head. Her mouth was moving strangely. She began to become aware of the throbbing heat pulsing through her blood. She tried to stand, falling back onto her hands before attempting it again. Shakily standing her head grazed the blades of the ceiling fan above. The room spun around her, she felt like she was falling. It was too high up, she was too high up!

"About to eat me is what!" Joel said more angrily than he intended. All that mattered is that Hannah was remembering who she was so he hoped any risk of being eaten was behind them. Tentatively approaching her looming figure he realized how tall she had grown. "Holy shit. You have to be eight feet tall!"

"What do you mean?! What happened?" Her mouth began to become more dexterous but her voice still sounded strange, almost a growl, to her ears. "Why am I...WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" Hannah roared in confusion just noticing her muzzle, eyes crossing looking down its length. Paws clawing at her face she let out a series of pained yelps trying to detach the canine muzzle from her face, accidentally biting her fingers in the process.

"I'M A DOG?! What...What else changed? Why am I red?!" The questions came faster than Joel could answer. Especially since he had no idea how to explain any of this. Hannah was the one explaining it to him just thirty minutes ago. He had nothing to give her except his support, whatever that was worth.

"WHAT THE FUCK! NNRGHHH!!!" Hannah spotted her tail and began to spin around in circles trying to get a better look. Tugging its base only made her double over in pained pleasure, her pussy pulsing between her legs. The maelstrom of realizations continued as she got a look at the massive breasts jutting from her chest. "I'm a fuckin' cooowwwww! Oh god, what happened to my boobs!!!" Moaning, gripping her areola she almost came again from the sensation, her body bucking as her paws fondled her sensitive breasts. Spreading her legs she instinctively gave herself more stable support.

" J-Joel, what's happening to me?! They f-feel so good! HRHHH!!!" She managed to choke out, milk recoating her fingers, her deep-set pussy dripping down her furry thighs.

"Please Hannah, you have to stop! This is how it started last time!" Joel saw what was happening, she was spiraling again. If she went any further he didn't know if he could pull her back again. "Please! J-Just listen to my voice ok? Can you do that?"

"Y-yeah. Hrnnhh!! It just feels so Ahhh!!! Gooooodddd." Hannah's words were slurring, her sharp teeth gnashing against each other. Fighting the heat, the emptiness between her legs she looked pleadingly at Joel. Joel was the only lifeline she had to some semblance of control. Without him, she was liable to drown in the pleasure. Carefully, hesitantly, she removed her hands from her breasts, their soft flesh bouncing on her chest almost in defiance of gravity. She couldn't see past their furry expanse but she could feel her legs and feet were different. It was a small blessing that she couldn't see her aching pussy right now. If she did there was little chance that she could prevent herself from prying it open and... Shaking her head she did her best to clear the thoughts.

"You're doing it! Now please don't panic but I think...I think you are a werewolf. Or something like that."

"A werewolf?! No that's impossible, I'm not...there isn't..." Hannah let out a low moan, her body writhing, aching to be touched. Her paws gripped the fur along her hips for support. "Somebody in my f-family would have told me. They would have told me..."

"There aren't any wererabbit and werewolves at the same time that you know of?" Joel asked, not fully wanting the answer. Just one of whatever she was was enough for a lifetime.

"No! No way! None of this is possible!" Hannah shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I-Do you know why you turned red?" Joel added, unsure why. This whole conversation was beyond surreal. He was talking with a giant eight-foot-tall bunny-wolf monster that was also coincidentally his girlfriend.

"I-I don't know, nothing like this has ever happened before." Hannah felt her face grow hot under the fur, stroking the fur on her muscled arms. Another realization struck her. She had claws, not like when she was a rabbit, these were meant for tearing apart prey, hunting. Turning her hands over in front of her face in disbelief, inspecting the sharp claws that had grown from her large fingers she realized how monstrous she must look. Her whole body felt off, wrong. She was so comfortable as a rabbit, every day growing up when her classmates teased her about her body she wanted to show them how powerful and sexy she really was on the inside. But knowing that this...thing...she had turned into was inside her too made those feelings of insecurity roil to the surface again.

"I'm a monster!" She began crying, deep ugly sobs. Collapsing forward onto her knees her body shuddered as her crying mixed with the wheezing sounds of a wounded canine. Snot ran from her nose, she could barely see through the tears.

Before Joel knew it he was hugging Hannah as best he could from the side. Her immense breasts would have made it impossible to get to her otherwise, each appeared larger than his torso by volume. Joel pushed down all the very real and tangible fear that roiled in his stomach, Hannah was hurting and that made him hurt. His hands gripped large handfuls of her red-colored fur, pulling himself into her. Her body's thick fur and muscles felt powerful enough to break him in half several times over but still, he hugged her tightly.

"Shhhh...it's ok, it's ok." Joel comforted his girlfriend as best he could, stroking the fur of her back, the strands felt surprisingly silky between his fingers. "As long as you are you, you're not a monster, you're Hannah and I won't leave you."

"I-I'm not?" Hannah asked through heavy tears, wiping her sniffling leathery nose along her arm.

"No, you're still the same woman I-I love." Joel felt his own eyes well up, the adrenaline from earlier leaving his system leaving him severely drained and emotionally worn-out.

"You love me? Even...Even though I'm a monster?" Hannah asked, her head turning to meet his gaze. Thick hot breaths ruffling Joel's hair.

"I told you, you aren't a monster, even if you are currently a mix of a wolf and a rabbit that came like Niagra Falls and completely shattered your bed." Joel planted a kiss on Hannah's animalistic nose. "Also please don't eat me. I can't stress that enough."

A dead silence fell between them. Both looking at each other, were-beast and man. A smile crept over Joel's face, soon joined by Hannah. They both erupted into laughter. Joel could hear Hannah's distinctive laugh even under all the changes to her vocal cords. She was still in there, he had doubted it before but he didn't now.

"I love you, Hannah. No matter what you look like."

Hannah felt her large heart flutter in her chest. She vaguely remembered Joel telling her something earlier but she couldn't quite recall it. He loved her? She knew, deep down, that she loved him ever since they met. Hannah had never felt so light hearing those words come from him, despite her body easily weighing four or five hundred pounds. The instincts of her new form clawed at the back of her mind, telling her to mate him. Her pussy pulsed and breasts throbbed, stomach sucking in her animalistic side urging her to couple with him. Growling she winced her eyes closed and pushed the beast back, for Joel more than herself. She knew she would do anything to protect him, especially from herself given the seemingly insatiable needs of her new body.

"I-I love you too." Hannah leaned forward and tried to plant a kiss but only wound up licking the entirety of Joel's face, leaving it covered in viscous slobber. They shared another laugh at that. Hannah's stomach gurgled. Hunger was a primal need she was happy to fill. "Hey, are you hungry? I promised you I would make you a bunny special!"

"Bunny special? Oh yeah, I remember you telling me about that. Sorry, it's been a crazy morning." Joel joked, the tenseness he held in his chest beginning to leave his thin frame. "Are you sure? Seeing as you aren't a bunny anymore. And are gigantic."

"Yeah! Come on, I think I can still do it. Even with these things." Hannah brandished her claws playfully before getting carefully to her feet. She still felt far too tall but was getting more used to her new size. Making her way to the kitchen clumsily her breasts jiggled in front of her, issuing more sweet liquid that she could taste in the air on her newly sensitive tongue. The feeling of the hot milk streaming down the underside of her boobs made her feel both uncomfortable and strangely erotic. It was taking all her willpower not to grab her breasts and milk them in her large paws. Growling, halfway to the kitchen, she gripped her head to force the thoughts out. Her nipples were so hard and her pussy so wet, the throbbing blood coursing through both begging her to relieve the heat. Her own absurd proportions and nakedness, despite all the fur, was making it difficult to concentrate.

The idea of covering herself again flitted through her head. But she remembered how well her earlier attempts at decorum had gone. If anything she felt freer now, there was nothing save for a window curtain that could conceal her body. She didn't know if it was the changes or what Joel had said to her but she felt increasingly proud of her new assets, she wanted Joel to see her, all of her. The thought of Joel ogling her body while she made breakfast made her pussy feel increasingly wet. The trickle of milk leaking from her nipples surged for a moment, driven on by the thought. Groaning, barely preventing herself from delving her paw between her legs, she realized how tentative her victory over the heat inside of her was. She had to keep it together.

"You coming?" she said, almost ripping the door off her high-end fridge.

"I'm here, yeah breakfast does sound really good. Let me know if I can help." Joel adjusted his pants, trying to hide the growing sticky wet spot halfway down the thigh of his trousers.