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Preview - Tail Virus Taur Milking

by Zmeydros

(Edited by Sarahvixen and WolfJacobs)

The soft dark blue of Jacob's bedroom walls and the blonde wood of his bedroom furniture had the calming presence of gentle waves on a beach full of driftwood. Disrupting the serenity of his bedroom were the gusts of wind that kept smacking the bird feeder just outside his window against the metal pole it was hanging from. Millet and sunflower seeds were showering everywhere and Jacob would've gone out to fix this problem, but it was time to leave for a very special doctor's appointment: this time, instead of him paying for his visit, the doctor's office would be paying him.

Putting his phone in the utility belt that went around his waist where it met his quadrupedal lower half, Jacob worked to get out of his bed. Now that he was a draconic-hybridized wolftaur mosaic, moving around was a challenge and he had to use his massive dragon tail to help push. Sliding onto all fours, semi-elegantly, little sparkles of static electricity snapped and crackled on his haunches. The way his gray wolf fur with thin swirls of black and tan throughout it was sticking up from the static didn't phase him nearly as much as feeling his hefty taur nuts swing freely. That made him blush.

A twinge of pain radiated inward from just above his nuts toward the core of his taur half, like someone jabbing him with a finger. He grunted and fidgeted for a few seconds until it passed, wishing his doctor had said more than telling him it was a normal side effect of getting the Tail Virus and should get better within a month or so. That "should" had been haunting him for an entire week because he was still waiting on the test results to find out what Tail Virus strain he had.

He trotted out of his bedroom, only to double his pace when he heard Riley honking outside. As he turned the corner into the hallway that led to the front door, his paws slipped out from under him. Scrabbling on the hardwood floor, he tried to regain his balance and his long dragon tail hit a thin knickknack table standing against the wall. A plastic pumpkin with an owl face fell and bounced across the floor. After regaining his balance and putting the pumpkin back amongst his mother's halloween decorations, he finally made it to the front door.

When he opened the door, Riley yanked it open the rest of the way and then wrapped him in her tawny-furred arms. Pressing her petite fennec fox form against his front, she nuzzled his scaly chest through his shirt. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, but it's only been a week." He looked down at her huge, adorable fox ears. It was still really odd feeling her breasts against him since during the previous year and a half of their relationship, they'd both been under the impression they were gay cis guys.

"A week since we became super fluffy and cuddly." She stroked the fur on his back.

"Well, not completely fluffy in my case. My front and underside are decidedly not fluffy." He chuckled, leaning down to kiss her.

Grabbing his horns, she made out with his wolf muzzle, tilting her own muzzle to the side. Once they'd made out for a good minute or two, she let go and reached up under his shirt, her paw pads sliding over the shiny copper-color scales that ran down his entire front, from his neck, across his taur belly, all the way down the underside of his tail. "Smooth is good too."

Feeling the warmth of her paw pads against his scales, he remembered last week: she'd been abnormally horny and fully male-bodied. The male-affecting strains of the Tail Virus had only just started to spread and they'd assumed that Riley was just having a horny attack, but they soon found that Riley had a rather potent male to female strain and was also carrying a taur strain. Ignoring that it could be the Tail Virus had been one of the best bad decisions of their lives, especially since they'd discovered they were both bisexual and could keep going with their relationship.

The pointy head of his prick pressed out of his sheath as he remembered the sensation of fur growing in on Riley's chest as she got tits. Jacob's shaft started throbbing in the light summer breeze, he'd never been erect out in the open like this and it felt good even though it was embarrassing. Stepping away from Riley, he closed the door carefully, making sure all four feet of his dragon tail was out of the way before he did.

She sniffed the air and then looked between his back legs. "Y-your dingus is showing."

He grimaced. "It's hard to keep that thing in there. And dingus? Seriously?"

"I wish it was in me." She said under her breath. Then she cleared her throat. "Look, when you have parents who think you're the antichrist for becoming a gender-swapped fennec fox mosaic, we'll talk. It takes me deliberate thought, or lots of horny, to say 'penis' and other words like that."

He groaned as inches of his huge dragon-ribbed wolf cock pushed out, the ribs dragging on his sheath and making him shudder. "If you don't get me in the van soon, I'm gonna be showing off to the whole neighborhood." Adrenaline pumped through his veins at being so exposed.

Eyes darting to his forming erection, her long tawny-furred ears folded flat against her head. Her nose twitched out of instinct and her hands reflexively hid her crotch. Shaking herself out of her daze, she dashed to the back of the van and opened it up.

Looking at the side of the van for a moment, he tilted his head. There was an image of a paint roller rolling cyan paint on the side of the van. In the cyan paint was the emblem of a bow and arrow with the words "Artemis Painting" written in calligraphic letters underneath. "How did you get this van?"

"Some idiot left the keys in the ignition so I boosted it." She shrugged.

His eyes went wide. "Y-you what?"

She laughed. "What, did you think I was going to come pick you up in my barely-functioning Miata? This is my uncle's work van."

"Nice of him to let you borrow it."

"He's, uhh, well, he's nicer than my dad, so that's something."

"True. Does he live near you or something?" he asked as he walked up next to her, his paw pads feeling the grittiness of the driveway's asphalt. Just how long would it take for his paw pads to toughen up?

"Yeah, like five minutes down the--oof!" She hunched and put her hand on her abdomen just below her belly button.

"You okay?" He ran his paw-padded fingers through her hair to soothe her.

She nodded, waiting out the cramp she was having. "Ever since I got all furry, I've had cramps on and off for this whole week. Gonna go to the doctor if it doesn't quit soon."

"Me too, I'm still getting those pains in my taur half. Have yours been really bad?"

"Only sometimes. That last one was pretty intense." She stood back up and took a deep breath.

"You sure you can drive?" He clenched his jaw, worried they wouldn't make it to his appointment.

"I'll pull over if I need to, but I'm pretty good at keeping my head in the game. I doubt it'll be a problem." She stepped to the side and motioned for him to enter. "Now, get your sexy taur butt in there so we're not late."

The inside had just enough room between the many shelves of paint, brushes, tarps, tape, compressor hose and other painting stuff that he figured he could squeeze in there. So, he padded up to the back and carefully got inside. He didn't need a canine nose to pick out the pungent smell of latex paint, sealants, and other harsh chemicals.

"Good boy!" Her voice was patronizing, as if he was her pet.

"Hey!" His complaint accompanied the base of his dragon tail wagging.

She chuckled as she closed up the back of the van.

It was good the clinic wasn't far away because being in the back of this van was like riding a skateboard down a steep hill with no way to get off. He found some nylon straps he could hang onto when she turned and managed to widen the stance of his four legs to brace himself against the shelving. The worst part about being a taur on this trip was his increased height. He had to bend forward a bit to fit and whenever she hit a bump, he hit his head on the roof. Eventually, at a stoplight, he grabbed a folded clear painter's tarp and put it on top of his head. That made the ride much less harsh.

The fourth time the van had a long stop, Riley opened the doors. "And we're here!"

"Thank goodness." Jacob backed out, feeling behind him with his tail as he got close to the edge. Then, he stepped down with his hind legs, feeling for the ground to make sure he didn't trip.

"Watching you move on four legs is beautifully awkward."

As he stepped down with his forelegs, he looked at her. "Oh yeah? You try suddenly transforming into a taur and then we'll talk."

"No thank you, I've got enough problems as it is." She closed up the van. "I'm sure there's fun parts to it, though. Like getting one of those free taur-modded vehicles."

"It'll be worth the two month wait, that's for sure." He started walking toward the sharp-angled brick entryway of the clinic, which was flanked by two skinny, white-barked trees.

"You better make use of the bus in that time or you'll go stir crazy. I think my uncle will let me borrow the van a couple more times, but I doubt that'll be enough."

"When I rode the bus home from your place, everyone was staring at my balls. It's gonna take a bit of doing to get used to that." He glanced back to see her use her fob to lock the van doors. Her five-foot-four fennec form had such lovely curves that he couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to have a body like that.

"Well, you're about to get a lot of practice dealing with it." She walked quickly to get in front of him and then opened the door to the clinic.

"Don't remind me." He walked into the clinic, which was filled with orange-stained wood and pictures of rocky terrain speckled with wildflowers and pine trees.

At first, he couldn't smell anything because his nose was stuffy from the irritation of the chemicals in the van, but after he pulled out a handkerchief and blew his nose, his canine senses picked up on all sorts of things. A hint of disinfectant, hand sanitizer, someone had put on too much perfume, and Riley was smelling a bit damp between her legs. He was still feeling frisky from earlier, just like her, apparently. If this appointment had been for a different reason, they definitely would've played around some before it. As his crotch started to warm, he forced himself to stop staring at Riley's shapely ass and find something else to think about.

A thin woman with frizzy hair sitting in a blocky chair against the back wall looked up from her phone and froze when she saw Jacob's taur form. There were six other people in the waiting area and though some of them were trying to hide their interest, none of them were succeeding. He didn't want to know what expression the frizzy-haired woman, or any of the others, would make when she caught sight of his back end. So, he focused his attention on the raven-haired woman with a round nose behind the front desk.

She motioned for him to walk up to the desk. Before he could take one step toward her, the pain above his balls came back. But it wasn't pain this time, it was pleasure, like having a vibrator pressed against his prostate. His prick shoved out of his sheath, inch after inch, as he felt those wonderful ridges pop out one by one. It took him a few seconds to open his eyes, not even realizing he'd closed them. And in that moment he noticed he had every single person's attention in that room. Blood rushed southwards, his cock surging past a foot long with more ready to leave his sheath. He bit his lip to stifle a moan from the intense pleasure coming from his prostate and the area surrounding it. His chest tightened, his tail raised, his breathing sped up, and he felt a blush spread under his fur to cover the entirety of his form.

His ears caught people whispering to each other in the waiting room: "Dang!" "My lord." "Outrageous!" "And that's why I need to find me a taur."

The raven-haired woman looked on with alarm, her face a bit paler than before, and picked up the receiver, unable to see anything lewd from her position. "Sir! Sir? Are you okay?"

"I think so-ooOH!" He attempted to say without moaning and failed.

Riley punched him in the side and then leaned in to whisper, "Jacob, what are you doing?"

"It feels too good," he whispered back.

"What?"

"I'm having the AAAH-opposite of a cramp." His prick was now almost sixteen inches long and plenty thick for breeding other taurs. Pre beaded at the tip as he closed his eyes, not wanting to see everyone's expression. "Please help."

Riley moved her tail down to his prick and hid it in her fox fluff, catching his precum as it dribbled out. "Just breathe and think about belt sanders."

He couldn't think of anything except how good his body felt as his nipples tingled fiercely and pressure accompanied pleasure inside him, like his insides were being pushed around. When his prick reached its full eighteen inches of size, he only had to hold back his moans for a few seconds more. Then the pleasure left as quickly as it had appeared and his tail fell to a neutral position. A significant amount of his horniness converted to anxiety about what had just happened and his whole body tensed up.

Riley stroked the fur on his back slowly. "Just focus on me and the fact they can't admire it anymore."

He sighed and relaxed at Riley's touch just enough for him to focus on the woman behind the desk. After reassuring her a couple times that he was okay, he managed to check in and walk to the waiting area on the left side of the clinic. Riley walked next to him and kept her tail pressed up against his half-deployed cock. On the wall ahead of him was a close-up image of a purple flower with thin, spiky petals and a bright yellow center. While he was still staring at that image, a male raccoon mosaic with wavy blonde hair wearing green scrubs, called out, "Jacob."

"Right here." Jacob hooked his strong tail around Riley's waist as he walked toward the nurse to help Riley stay in lock step with him.

As they went down the sterile, stark white hallway, Jacob looked around nervously. The nurse's ass was so round and the fur of his raccoon tail was so well-kempt. This nurse was so damn cute, maybe he wanted to try out a taur dick. Jacob bit his lip: he'd never had his arousal linger this heavily without being able to cover up. "Do I need to do anything before I, uhh, you know?"

"No, your vitals were checked recently enough, you can go right in and get going on that sample." The nurse walked them all the way to the back of the clinic.

"Ow. Ow. Ow." Riley steadied herself by grabbing a handful of fur on Jacob's side. Her tail curled from the pain, exposing Jacob's shaft.

A nurse pushing a cart down the hallway completely missed an open doorway, crashing into the wall. Boxes of nitrile gloves and bags of cotton balls tumbled off of it, scattering across the floor while her eyes remained fixed on Jacob's erection. The surprise in the nurse's eyes was something Jacob expected, but seeing her face soften in awe made his prick throb and caused a flutter in his taur abdomen that became a wave of pleasure. He stifled a moan, looking away from the nurse.

The raccoon nurse glanced at the mess briefly before returning his focus to Riley, looking her up and down. "Do you need some assistance?"

"No, just been having cramps ever since the Tail Virus turned me into a girl. Doctor said that it's probably a hormone imbalance and should figure itself out." Riley took a few deep breaths and then stood up straight again.

"Okay, if they get any worse, we need to get you to urgent care, okay?" The nurse's raccoon markings made the concern in his light blue eyes even more apparent.

"Sure, I promise I'll look into it if they get worse." Riley quickly covered Jacob's shaft as they started walking again.

"Good." The nurse led them down the left hallway, which dead-ended in front of a big set of double doors.

The right door had "Taur Examination Room" written on it in big blocky letters. To the left of the doors was an alcove with a bench made out of four chairs with light blue vinyl seats and backs connected together and on the right was a dark-orange-vinyl-upholstered bench with no back that was made for taurs to lay on.

Getting Riley's attention with a wave of his paw-like hand, the nurse pointed at the row of chairs. "You can wait out here. The bathroom's around the corner on the right and just a bit further down the hallway is a drinking fountain." He then motioned for Jacob to follow him and walked through the doors. "All you need to do is mount the sample extractor and leave your sample in it, but we have a tiny bit of paperwork to get through before you can do that."

Jacob stumbled through the door, head turned to look at Riley until the nurse caught the door and opened it wider. Then he walked through and immediately started blushing.

The nurse's eyes darted down to the several inches of Jacob's prick that were still visible and then he went over to wall-mounted, mottled gray cabinets with a computer desk alcove built into it. Sticking his card into it and logging in, he asked Jacob a series of questions about possible allergies and other stuff. Then he logged out, grabbed blue nitrile gloves from a box hanging on the wall, and put them on. He pulled a little plastic clipboard out of his pocket and peeled off a sticker with a barcode. Then he went to the back of the extractor, which looked like a pommel horse with a hole at the back. He put the sticker on the outside of the part of the huge condom that was stretched over the hole. After that, he got some lube from a dispenser on a cart next to the extractor.

"The condom's pre-lubed, but I've been told it's a bit lacking for entry. I'm getting a bit more on here to make sure you're all good." As he spoke, he spread the lube around the opening of the extractor. When he was done, he went to the front of the extractor and pointed at a four button remote on a stand that was at his shoulder height. "The three buttons on the front control the stroking function on the extractor, the button on the end is a call button. Hit it when you're done so we can help you dismount without the sample escaping when you pull out. Do you need anything before I go or should I give you privacy?"

"I'll be fine, it's pretty self-explanatory." Jacob blushed as he looked at the extractor.

"Alright, I'll give you some privacy." The nurse pulled off the gloves and tossed them in the trash.

Jacob took a parting glance at the nurse's fine ass as he left the room and gently shut the door. He put his weight on his hind legs and grabbed the extractor with the sides of his forelegs. The extractor was pleasantly warm, so he didn't flinch when his belly scales came into contact with it. He pushed with his back legs as he let go of the extractor and grabbed it further up. Due to his inexperience, it took a lot of concentration to get into position and by the time he did, the tapered head of his prick was only just out of his sheath. As he pressed his dick up against the entrance, he shuddered, remembering how it felt to try out Riley's brand new pussy after she transformed. Reveling in that memory got his blood rushing, his nipples throbbing under his long-sleeve t-shirt.

As he moved his taur hips, he reached up and played with his nipples as the area around them got warm and tingly. His chest felt a bit softer and far more sensitive than before. Grabbing the extra flesh collecting there, he thought about Riley's gorgeous tits. Did it feel this good when she touched them? The more he played with his chest, the faster his dick shot out of his sheath. There were rings inside the extractor that stretched, but kept tension around his dick, giving his instincts just the right input and he started thrusting harder.

Several thrusts later, his chest was feeling rather pillowy and his nipples were aching with pleasure as they enlarged between his fingers. He stopped to look down because there were definite mounds on his chest that were filling his paw-padded hands. There was no question: the shape, the way they jutted out from his chest, the sensitivity...he had breasts! Breasts that were still growing.

He pulled off his t-shirt and watched as he sqeezed and jiggled his scaly tits, thinking about how fucking cool this was. Pinching his nipples between his paw pads, he howled in ecstasy and started rutting the extractor so hard that his nuts were clapping against it. The incredible pleasure just above his ballsac came back full force. That only got him thrusting harder and more euphoric because amongst all that pleasure, he could feel his body opening up back there, getting ready to take someone inside him.

No, her. She slowed, blushing deeply. She had the herm strain of the tail virus: she was going to have a pussy, breasts, and she wouldn't be as jealous of what the Tail Virus had done to Riley because she now had feminine traits of her own. People were going to call her a girl. She bit her lip. Fuck, that was a weird thought. Did she actually want to be a girl or was it just a kink for her?

Confusion settled in where horniness had been. Maybe she was just obsessed with herms and didn't actually want to be one herself. She felt a pulling just above her nuts, an incessant tugging and then a deep throbbing as a bud of sensitive flesh formed. Then there was a tickle of cold air as her flesh parted and her wet passage opened. She tried one last time to think of herself as "he" but it just didn't feel right and as she moved her tail to her freshly-formed tunnel, she shivered with curiosity, joy, and excitement. She'd never looked forward to anything this much. Maybe she was in it for the adventure, maybe she was just greedy and wanted it all in life, or maybe she'd been a trans herm egg all along. It didn't matter, she had a pussy now and breasts and...she needed to get off!

Shoving the end of her tail into her virgin passage, she reveled in how wet, warm, and slippery it was in there as well as the sensation of her body stretching to accommodate it. Her inner walls were so sensitive she could feel the texture of the scales on the underside of her tail. And the pleasure, it was near-overwhelming.

Wiggling her tail as she added even more, she cried out, "FUCK YES!"

Grabbing the remote with one hand and hefting a boob with the other, she turned on the extractor and groaned in delight as its inner rings started moving, stroking all eighteen inches of her taur length while she stuffed more and more of her tail into her pussy.

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Riley's long fennec fox ears picked up everything going on the other side of the exam room door: deep moans, gasps, and the wet sounds of Jacob fucking some sort of contraption. It was more than enough to get her blood pumping and worsen her already-needy state. Her wetness was soaking into her panties and when she shifted in her seat, her labia slipped over each other, rubbing her clit between them. Sitting still and not gyrating atop the chair was taking all her willpower.

Then she heard Jacob let out a higher-pitched moan that sent a shiver through her. Her clit pulsed, pressing against the seat through her panties and jean shorts. Biting her lip, she wiggled, grinding her clit against the stiff, vinyl-wrapped cushion under her while catching her moans in her throat, making soft squeaks. As she did this, her clit pinched and twitched. She rolled her hips harder, feeling hot all up the back of her neck and ears as she raced toward orgasm.

Because the hallway she was in dead-ended at the exam room, not many healthcare workers were near her, but when a particularly sharp moan escaped her throat, she drew the eyes of an attractively pudgy nurse with hair that made small ringlets. Stopping her motions briefly, she waved at the nurse and gave her an "everything is fine" smile. The nurse gave a cute wave with her fingers and then stepped into an exam room.

Deciding that it would be better to get to the nearest restroom and just get her horny Tail-Virus-enhanced body off, she leaned forward and put some weight on her feet. Just then, a second bud of pleasure split off from her clit and shoved itself outwards a few millimeters. She gasped and fell back into her seat, squeezing her twin clits between her thighs in the process. Her ears burned along with her cute canine nose as a shock of pleasure warmed every inch of her. Gyrating atop her seat, she came so hard she hit her head on the wall behind her and tossed her reddish-brown hair. The pain of whacking her head couldn't compete with the ecstasy flooding her, especially because that new clit was pushing out further and further. Speaking of floods, her pussy juices had soaked her panties and the seat of her shorts until they were sopping wet.

Hearing Jacob cry out in bliss, she moaned and stomped her feet. She was hearing schlick sounds that were different from the sound of him breeding the extractor, but she had no idea what to make of it. All she knew was it sounded hot. The elastic fibers in her jean shorts earned their keep as her new clit surpassed two inches. Her clit was advancing forward in another way, moving more to the front as pressure built just below it: something else was growing in.

The sensation from this clit was familiar and as that initial orgasm faded, instincts from a long time having a dick guided her to reach into her shorts to point her budding phallus upwards. Her touch seemed to encourage it and it shoved its way up toward the waist of her shorts. Feeling it grow as it contacted her fingers got her to squeak in pleasure. The urge to stroke her new length was strong enough she wanted to make it to a restroom, but all hope of making it out of her chair was shattered by the return of her cramps. This time, the pain was immediately followed by the erotic sensation of something massaging her vaginal walls from the outside.

As she groaned and hunched forward, she stopped part way because she was pinching the head of her new prick against the waist of her shorts. In that moment, her shaft grew three more inches, making a clear outline in her light yellow blouse as she worked to even out her breathing so she wouldn't alert the whole clinic to the unbelievable bliss of getting her dick back. Her pussy twitched as her inner walls got stroked ever more erotically as she got the urge to push. The pain was gone and she was worried she wouldn't be able to stifle her moans when, what she assumed was her balls based on Tail Virus pamphlets she'd read, ultimately popped into their home.

Her ears turned toward the exam room as Jacob screeched and redoubled his efforts, making a racket. Why he hadn't cum yet and what exactly was going on in there, she had no idea, but she had her own problems. While trying to stand up once again, an immense urge to push got her falling right back into her seat. Grunting, she did so, her balls moving down the front of her passage until they were very close to their exit.

Before she could push again, her shaft thickened enough that the waist of her shorts was putting painful pressure on it. She unbuttoned her jean shorts in front and above her tail before unzipping them and pulling them off. But that forced her panties to try to contain her growing length alone and they immediately complained, threads snapping here and there. She grabbed her shaft through her blouse, finding it tapered and canine but also quite thick. Thrusting into her grip, she groaned, pushing as hard as she could, her head aching from the effort. Two thuds, one right after the other, hit her clit perfectly and her knot swelled as she heard the deluge from her cunt start dripping on the floor. The furry sac containing her balls stretched as they went from an inch in diameter to two, feeling hot and sensitive as they did so. Her panties split, the part between her legs becoming two flaps connected to her waistband. Then her waistband snapped and her panties fell away, revealing her herm equipment to the cool air of the clinic's hallways.

There was immense pressure at the base of her dick and her pussy going off was about to make her blow. Grabbing her knot and thrusting twice more, her toes curled as her extremities tingled. Her shaft grew inches longer as it lurched, sending sparks of pleasure through her. It reached ten inches long just before a rope of cum shot right through the thin fabric of her blouse, hitting the underside of her jaw and splashing all over her tits. The second rope arced up past her face and landed just above her forehead before streaking down the fur on her left cheek.

Aiming her maw at her dick, she tried to catch the next three blasts of jizz. When she was swallowing the first one, the second one hit the whiskers on the right side of her snout and she barely got her jaws back open to catch the third. Her load was salty with a hint of bittersweet, quite satisfying. As cum dripped from her face and chin, she caught sight of the heavyset nurse, a tall thin doctor and a gray-furred badger mosaic patient all staring at her...To see Riley's reaction to having an audience and how much Jacob enjoys Riley's new cock on my PatreonOR My Subscribestar

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