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There was no one Jenny hated more on the Planet Earth than Adalyn Fucking Middleton, and it was only going to get worse. They had known each other since the fourth grade and had hated each other all the way up through high school. It had started off as the usual kid stuff. One day Adalyn put a lizard on Jenny's back. The next Jenny cut part of Adalyn's hair off when she wasn't looking. By fifth grade they had graduated to spreading gossip about each other. By sixth grade it had escalated to insinuations of promiscuity. It wasn't any better in high school, especially as Adalyn became one of those weird goth kids. While Adalyn was buying into her friends' witchcraft bullshit, Jenny did everything she could to join the cool crowd, becoming a cheerleader, volleyball team starter, and girlfriend to the quarterback. She ingrained herself into the upper echelons of mundane popularity in order to give herself the connections she'd need to make Adalyn's life hell. Her friends--the popular ones who didn't wear eyeliner and black clothing every day--were more than eager to help in making Adelyn's stay in high school the worst it could possibly be. Adalyn had retaliated by sleeping with Jenny's boyfriend. Jenny should've known something was up when Adalyn started wearing low-cut shirts, shoving her pale tits in his face at every opportunity. One day Jenny sought revenge by letting all of the air out of the tires in Adalyn's beat up sedan, only to discover that Adalyn had apparently had the same idea on that exact day. They both ended up riding the bus that day, sitting directly across the aisle from each other, glaring daggers and silently plotting their next act.

One of the main reasons why Jenny was valedictorian her senior year was because she wanted to get into the best college she possibly could. And not because it would help her secure a career, but because she wanted to get as far away from Adalyn Fucking Middleton as possible. And if earning accolades rubbed the other girl the wrong way, so much the better. Adalyn came from a poor family and didn't get very good grades in school. If Jenny could get into an ivy league college she'd be able to get as far from Adalyn as possible. It was her chief goal in life.

So of course they ended up at the same school.

The cunt had acquired some sort of scholarship, probably because her family was so poor. Or maybe her family had some connections. Or maybe she'd just fucked whoever approved the applications. There was no doubt--no fucking doubt--in Jenny's mind that Adalyn had made it into Columbia purely to continue to ruin her life in any petty, stupid way she could.

Jenny felt like her life couldn't get any worse, until she saw who was sharing the same dorm with her. Her bags hit the ground as she entered the room, only to witness Adalyn Mother-Fucking Middleton hanging a poster of some loser emo band on her wall.

Her wall. Jenny's wall.

Adalyn seemed just as surprised at seeing her archnemesis as Jenny was herself.

"No--"

"Fucking--"

"Way."

Jenny and Adalyn screamed in unison.

"You're here too?!" Jenny screamed. "Did you fuck your way into my dormroom like you fucked your way into this school like you fucked my boyfriend like you fucked your way into everything else in my life?"

"You think I want this?" Adalyn returned. "Any of this?! You're requesting a transfer as soon as fucking possible."

"Me?! Like fuck, YOU are! I'm not giving up anything else in my life just so you can have whatever else you want. I got here on my own merits, not because of ... How the fuck are you even here?!"

Adalyn smiled, her black lipstick framing pearly white teeth. Black was definitely her color, or at least it was as a requirement for her stupid little "lifestyle." Her nose was pierced several times, as was her ear, her bottom lip, and who knows where else. She wore black eyeshadow to compliment her black lipstick to compliment her black fingernails to compliment her black clothing and her knee-high black fuck-me-boots. Her skin looked like she'd done everything she could to only see the light of day as little as possible.

"I got here on my own merits too, bitch."

Jenny's jaw dropped. By contrast, her own appearance was so much nicer. Perfect by comparison to the vampire cosplay cunt standing across the room from her. She worked out at least an hour every day in the gym, her toned physique a leftover from her time on the school swim team. Her tan skin, curly brown hair, and phenomenal ass turned the head of every man she'd ever want to spend time with.

"Exactly how in the fuck did you do that?" Jenny gave a vulpine smile. "Ohhhh. Right. Your cunt. I guess the guy who signs the applications must be really into the whole I-look-like-a-drowned-corpse look." Jenny fetched her bag, tossing it onto the bed as if to establish that this was her room and she wasn't going to concede defeat by asking for another.

In answer, Adelyn stood atop her own bed--without taking her boots off as is customary for any savage--and started to hang some of her witchcraft bullshit from the ceiling, a medallion hanging from a long black cloth ribbon. "There are ways to get what you want in this life other than sleeping around, Jenny," Adelyn answered cryptically. When the fetish was hanging from the ceiling, she whispered into the center of it and pointed at the other girl. "Maybe you'd notice that if you'd open your mind to the worlds outside of our own. But I guess you were too busy opening something else entirely." She made a rude gesture involving spreading her fingers apart and flicking her tongue back and forth between them.

"Ohhhhh! Oh, okay!" Jenny was laughing louder than the situation called for. Anything to ridicule the other. "So you, what, magicked your way into a good school? 'Magicked' with a 'k,' obviously. Did you pray to Satan or Freddy Krueger or whoever-the-fuck and he got you somewhere you'd never be able to on your own?"

Adelyn hopped off of the bed and dug through her own bags for some other random nonsense to desecrate her side of the room with. Her pale tits threatened to slide out of her shirt. She'd always had a bigger bustline than Jenny, which was yet another way she tried to lord over her rival. "Yes, that's it. That's exactly it. Satan or Freddy Krueger or whoever-the-fuck. Or all of them, fuck it. They got me into Columbia. I sucked all of their cocks. On the same night. Especially Mr. Whoever-the-Fuck." She pulled her phone from her black purse. The phone's case--black, naturally--was covered in stickers for bands Jenny would pray to never learn the names of.

"Who're you calling?" Jenny inquired as she leaned back on her bed. "Dorm security? To inform them there's a goth hobo in my room?"

Adelyn leaned back on her bed as well, not bothering to take her black high-heeled boots off before laying them on the sheets. Everything about her was repulsive. "No. The science department. They'll be interested in learning there's a literal walking cunt across the room from me. Probably get here faster when I tell them the braindead thing managed to open the door all on its own. Pretty soon you'll be tying your shoelaces all by yourself! Such a good girl!"

Jenny waited a few moments more to give her rival time to open up whatever app she was looking at before she sprung to her feet, lunged across the room, and pulled the phone from Adelyn's bony white hands.

"The fuck?!"

Jenny had enough time to inspect the screen before Adelyn slapped her phone from her hands. It was some dating app for people with spiky black hair and whose parents had never loved them enough. "Oh my God!" Jenny laughed. "A Wicca dating app?! You actually bought into all this bullshit?!"

A look of genuine hurt came over Adelyn's face. Jenny relished in witnessing it. "It's not bullshit. It's my fucking life. I wouldn't expect you to understand, it's harder to understand than fourth grade math. I think that's more your speed."

"Of course it's bullshit," Jenny responded. "And you're dumb enough to fucking--"

"Stop." Adelyn's tone was devoid of any malice, but there was an undertone of seriousness just underneath.

"Now you want to find someone else that believes in your bullshit?"

"I'm warning you." Adelyn's hands were shaking now. "It's my Faith. Say whatever you want about me, but--"

"So you can--what--have little witchy babies? Raise a whole generation to believe in magic and all the rest of that ..." She paused. "Bullshit?" That word in particular seemed to bother Adelyn, the casual dismissal of her belief system. Jenny was encouraged to use it as often as possible.

Adelyn closed her eyes for just a moment, then held her hand out with three fingers outstretched. She was whispering something.

"Ooooh, what's that?" Jenny giggled. "Three? Is that the number of guys you fucked in the parking lot on the way in?"

Adelyn's eyes opened suddenly, glaring icy daggers at Jenny. "You want to be very ... very careful about what you say next."

"Why are you getting so upset?" Jenny asked innocently. "You and I both know you'll spread your legs for any stray dick until it's inside you like any other animal in heat."

A look of apprehension came over Adelyn's face. She lowered her hands; her bottom lip was actually trembling. For a moment, Jenny wondered if she might have gone too far. But Adelyn took a step back from her as if she were afraid of something. "You ... You shouldn't have said that."

Jenny gave a short laugh, although doubt was beginning to creep into her mind. "What? What're you gonna do now, stab me with your--"

"Nothing," Adelyn whispered. "I'm ... I'm not going to do anything. I ... Jenny, I'm ..." The word "sorry" was almost upon her lips for half a second before she turned around, shoved her phone into her bag, and walked to the door. "I need to get out of here," she said, more to herself than to her roommate. She opened the door but hesitated before leaving. "You ... You should stay here tonight. Don't leave. I'll find somewhere else to stay."

Jenny smiled. Triumph. Victory. "Great! Good! Best thing I've heard all fucking--"

Adelyn closed the door behind her, not waiting for Jenny's response. Her platform boots echoed down the hallway as she quickly left.

Jenny remained staring at the door for some time after she had left. She should have felt ecstatic that she had the room to herself, even if it would just be for a night. Instead, she felt apprehensive, like some sort of exchange had just happened between the two of them that she hadn't been aware of. Her worries slowly evaporated, especially when she saw an email on her phone addressed from a student mailing list about a welcoming party for new students at one of the sororities. Jenny squealed in delight. If she could get into a decent sorority it would help her social life, her grades, and--above all else--piss off Adelyn.

She hopped off the bed and wandered into their shared bathroom, pausing for a moment to lift the toilet seat in case Adelyn came back later tonight. She gave herself a quick check of her hair and makeup. She only had the clothes she had brought with her, and supposed her Columbia sweatshirt wouldn't quite make the best first impression. She pulled it over her head, tossing it on Adelyn's bed in another assertion of dominance before examining herself sideways in the mirror. Her fit, trimmed stomach accentuated the soft swell of her ass. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but she'd never had anyone complain as she was riding their dick, clawing at their back, biting their neck as she ...

Jenny shook her head. That was a weird little sidetrack. She supposed she just hadn't been laid recently enough. Tonight would change that. She grinned shyly, biting her bottom lip as she trailed her fingertips across her midriff, failing to notice a few soft black hairs that hadn't been there a moment ago.

---

It was only an hour later when Jenny found herself dancing in the lobby of the Sigma Delta Tau dormhouse, bumping her hips, ass, and anything else she possibly could with two of the hottest guys she'd ever laid eyes on. College was something else. The hottest boy in high school was absolutely outclassed here. She felt a hand caress her ass as she grinded her crotch into the leg of the boy in front of her. She was only mildly surprised when the ass belonged to neither one of the men she was dancing with. She was attracting more guys than she knew what to do with.

Well, that bit wasn't entirely true. She laughed sweetly as she turned to look at the newest suitor. She very much knew what to do with this one. Jesus Fuck, he was even better looking than the other two. She found her tongue was inside of his mouth before she had even realized she was kissing him. God, she was so wet tonight. She'd never been a wallflower, but she'd also never been one to go looking for a hookup. Yet here she was, thinking how wonderful it would be to bring this one back to her dormroom. This wasn't like her, and she loved that fact. Maybe Adelyn would come back and find this one on top of her. She'd smile innocently and ask if Adelyn wouldn't like to join them? The freak would run out of the room in shock.

Or maybe she'd actually join in. Why not? Let him fuck the both of us, or pound me from behind while I eat the gothed out little skank's cunt. She'd tongue every part of her until ...

That was a weird thought. Jenny had never felt that way about other women, and especially about that other woman in particular. Still, the idea may have had merit. What better way to bury the hatchet than to bury her tongue inside her wet, shaved--

"Fuck!" she suddenly screamed as she leaned into the man dancing with her. Her hand was on the bulge of his crotch, her fingers searching for his zipper like she was going to fuck him in the middle of the crowd. They'd all watch her getting rammed from behind while she cried out his name ... whatever it was. The other two could join in afterwards, then that one guy standing by the keg, then the guy she saw smoking outside, then--

"Excuse me? I think you've had enough to drink, girl."

Jenny turned her eyes away from her soon-to-be-lover and saw standing before her three students with the blue and gold symbol of the sorority emblazoned on their shirts.

"He's mine," she snarled. "Ssssaw 'im first." God, she felt drunk and she had only sipped on one beer earlier before she had been pulled onto the dance floor. She turned back to the young man, still stupidly grinning at his upcoming score.

"Take it outside, then," returned one of the sorority members. "We're all for having fun here but--"

Jenny pushed away from the man and practically fell on top of the young woman speaking to her, running her tongue across the other's lips as her hand fell onto her ass. Her breath smelled like strawberry chewing gum as Jenny's tongue tried to press past her lips. She squealed and pushed at Jenny until her friends forced the two apart.

"Bitch! The fuck?!" The girl was rubbing her lips with the back of her hand, a look of disgust on her face as she recoiled in horror. "Oh my God! Get the fuck out of here and maybe use some fucking toothpaste! Your breath is horrible."

A cloud seemed to be lifting from Jenny's mind as she blinked. What was she doing? "I'm sorry ... I--"

"No 'sorry,' just get the fuck out!" A crowd was forming now, other young women backing up their friend. "Are you high?! Are you on something?! Get the fuck out of here!"

This wasn't supposed to happen. This was supposed to be just a night of Jenny mingling and making a good name for herself. Word would get out about her within the hour. Now she'd never land a spot at Sigma or any other sorority. Her college social life was over by the end of her first day.

Still, she thought as the fogginess started to return to her thoughts, the night hasn't been a total loss. She grabbed her boytoy by the hand and started dragging him to the front door. Jenny could hear the cheers of encouragement coming from his friends as she pulled him outside. The cold night air was a welcome change after the oppressive heat inside, and her nipples painfully hardened as they descended the steps. She spun around drunkenly, laughing as she kissed the guy. She pulled his hand to her tits. "Harrrrd. Sssee?" She laughed until she felt his thumb lightly swirling around her nipple.

"Your place or mine?" he whispered as he leaned closer. "I didn't even get your name, by the way."

"The fuck cares?" Jenny slurred. She kissed him again as she pointed into the alley between two sorority buildings. "There." A stray dog noticed them as it was pulling some leftover food out of a bin, then ran off into the darkness.

He laughed. "In the alley? Damn, girl."

She nodded enthusiastically. "There," she said again, pointing to the same spot. "Then there." She pointed a little further away. "Then there, and there, and there, and--"

"Jenny?"

There was no sound in existence that Jenny wanted to hear less than her own name spoken by that weaselly voice.

Adelyn stepped out of the shadows, where she had probably been reading some magic book or drawing pentagrams or killing rabbits or whatever the fuck she did.

"He's minnnne," Jenny slurred. "Go find your own. Somebody with black eyeshadow and--OW!" Jenny's feet were cramping now. She kicked her shoes off angrily, snarling as they didn't seem to want to come off. She faintly heard the sound of fabric tearing.

"It's starting," whispered Adelyn. "Jenny, go back to the room." She turned to address Jenny's dance partner. "You! Creepy, rapey guy! Go find someone else, you really don't want to do this. Jenny, the room is yours. I'm leaving. As in, leaving leaving. I'm dropping out. Now. Do NOT try to find me. Just stay in the room and ... and--"

Jenny groaned loudly as she fell to her knees. A string of drool was falling from her lips as she grit her teeth. What was happening?

"How much did you have to drink?" asked the nameless no one. "You want me to ... What's wrong with your foot?"

"Nothing!" Jenny screamed. She looked up, but Adelyn was already gone. She turned to the guy, again fiddling with his zipper. "Come on. Get this out."

He laughed. "Right here? Seriously? We aren't out of the fucking yard yet."

"Fine! C'mon!" She reached for his hand and he helped her to her feet. She almost stumbled immediately as her socks seemed bunched around her ankles before leading him further into the alleyway. She almost tore the straps off of her top as she tried to get it off, tossing it behind a dumpster. She wouldn't need it any more. Just as they had rounded the corner she fell to her hands and knees again and screamed, clutching at her midsection.

"Okay, seriously, lady, you need some help." He started to pull out his phone. "I'm calling 9-1-1. Somebody must've slipped you something or--"

"This first!" She shoved her thumbs underneath the waist of her pants and fought to lower them. "This first! Then call whoever! Okay?"

Before he could respond he saw the top of her asscrack and all concern for her wellbeing seemed to take second priority. "Fuck it," he said as he pulled his jacket and shirt off. He was starting to undo his belt when he noticed Jenny still struggling with her pants.

"Help me get this off! The fuck are these so tight?! Help!"

The young man dropped to his knees and slid the jeans off of her waist. He gasped as he brought them down to her knees. "The ... Ew! Lady? What's all this shit? Is this hair?"

Jenny's confusion temporarily overrode her own need. She shifted to her side, her bare ass laying on the dirty asphalt as she kicked her pants the rest of the way off of her legs. There was indeed hair growing all over her legs, from her toes up to her askew underwear. "W-What ...?" She touched her knees, pinching a few of the hairs between her fingernails as if to confirm what she was seeing was real. "That's not ... I don't ..."

She examined her arms, turning them over to see if anything else was amiss, but the hair seemed to stop just at her waistline. She squealed as she felt something move underneath her panties.

"Bitch, are you a werewolf or something?!" He was backing up now.

"N-No, I'm not ... Help me up, just--"

He was already gone by the time she was starting to crawl to her feet. He took his dick with him.

"Gotta ..." She looked back into the alley. "Gotta get my phone. Call someone. Fuck!" Jenny realized she had left her phone and her purse back at the party. Jenny slowly rose to her feet, wincing as her soft soles pressed into the hard asphalt. Her feet felt larger, and she knew she wouldn't be able to force them back into her shoes. It was all she could do to pull her pants back on. Her waist seemed larger now as well. She held onto the wall of the building and stumbled towards the front door again when she heard her almost-partner telling someone else about the weird girl in the alley being a werewolf.

"Fuck," she whispered. She couldn't go back there. They'd call the cops and she didn't need that in her life right now. She didn't need any more negative attention on her than she'd already earned. "The room. Get back to the room." She could claim someone had stolen her purse and must have taken it to the sorority. Claim she hadn't even been here tonight. It was dark and loud enough inside that she could pull it off. Party? What party? She wasn't even at any party that night. Everything would be fine.

She slowly let go of the wall, testing her balance without leaning on it. She seemed steady on her feet until she tried to take a step, then screamed as her legs seemed to want to bend in a strange way she wasn't used to. She took another step and found she could just barely hobble along. Her dorm wasn't too far away; she could probably make it there in fifteen minutes. If Adelyn was there, Jenny would tear her to pieces. This was her fault somehow. It had to be.

---

Jenny slammed the door to her room behind her, thankful that the college had installed a keypad entry for every dorm room. If the door used a normal key then it would've been back in her purse, and she'd have to get that tomorrow. And her phone. And her wallet. But that was a tomorrow problem. Right now she just wanted to rest for a moment and take stock of whatever the fuck was happening to her.

She hobbled into the bathroom, flipping on the light and preparing herself to be greeted in the mirror by the reflection of some horror movie monster. Instead, it was her perfectly normal face, albeit covered in sweat from the strain of the long walk and whatever else was happening to her. She tossed her shirt back into the room, touching her belly and forearms as she examined them for any sign of change, but everything seemed fine. Was whatever was happening confined just to the lower part of her body?

Slowly she slipped her finger underneath the waistline of her pants, wincing as her finger trailed through a thick patch of pubic hair that hadn't been there a few hours ago. She unzipped her pants and pulled them down as she sat on the toilet, yelping in surprise as her earlier prank backfired on her. She stood, slammed the seat back down, and plopped onto it. The black hair peeking out from under her underwear stood in contrast to the whiteness of her damp, sweat-soaked panties. It spilled out from the sides and top of her underwear, covering the area between where her leg met her crotch and even a little higher, sparse hairs trailing up to her navel.

"What ... the fuck is that?!" She started to pull her undergarments off as well, but stopped as she felt a tingling sensation coming from her pussy. The overpowering lust she had felt earlier had abated somewhat in her trek across campus, and this feeling was something else entirely. She decided instead to focus on her legs and pulled her pants the rest of the way off. She shrieked in disgust at the thick growth of hair there. It looked like she'd never taken a razor to them a day in her life. Worse, it seemed to be thickening as she watched, follicles opening to reveal growing strands on her knees, her shins, her thighs, even the top of her feet and toes.

A motion coming from her largest toenail caused Jenny to focus on that. It seemed like it was trying to crawl away from her. She hesitantly touched it and screamed when it simply fell off, revealing a black claw sliding from the end of her toe. She watched as another toenail fell away, then another as all of her toes started going through the same change. With a sickening crack, her largest toes slid further to the side, almost like she had broken them. Her foot ached terribly as they started to slide further away from the rest of her toes. Or rather it seemed like they were staying still while the rest of her toes were stretching away. Her feet were lengthening.

Jenny was hyperventilating now, tears falling from her eyes as she sat in silent horror. Why was this happening? That bitch. It had to be that bitch. What had she said earlier? It was hard to remember anything other than the sheer satisfaction she had felt when something Jenny had said seemed to have rattled her freak roommate. She had held up three fingers and whispered some voodoo bullshit, but then she had almost seemed sad or afraid all of a sudden. "Did the bitch cast a spell on me? Did she really cast a fucking spell on me?! That's not real, it's all bullshit, how could she ...?" What the hell had Jenny said? Something about fucking her way into college? Shake her ass at any man she saw? Or was it ...

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck." She hadn't said man, she had said "stray." Like a stray dog. Like the one she had seen just before her feet started hurting. Like what was happening to ... "She's turning me into a dog?! What the fuck, no, that's not possible."

Her feet were now almost twice as long as they had been, the balls of her feet bending at a strange angle. Her largest toes had completed their migration, stopping far away from their original spot while her ankle continued to stretch further from the ends of her feet. The hair was even thicker now, bits of her tanned skin peaking through here and there as it slowly resembled less human terminal hair and more fur. She ran her hands up her thighs, wincing as the motion stirred a feeling of tingling heat from inside her underwear. The hairs were soft, almost silky as they continued to cover more and more of her legs. She lifted one leg, crossing it over her lap, moaning as the simple movement caused a sort of desperate pleasure as it pressed her labia together. That had been another thing she had said, right? Something about being in heat.

She touched the bottoms of her feet, wincing as she felt soft blisters start to form on her soles and her four remaining toes. She pressed against them and felt a sort of numbness. On a whim she pinched one of the swelling pads but felt hardly any sensation, no matter how hard she pinched.

"Oh God, what's happening? What's happening to me?" Again she touched her belly, lifted her arms to examine her armpits, rubbed the back of her neck. Nothing was amiss anywhere but her lower body. As she leaned further backwards, she felt a pain emanating from her coccyx as it protested the movement. "No, no no no, not that too!" She lowered her foot to the ground. Her legs seemed to have finished changing now and she slowly tried to rise to her paws.

Feet. She had feet. Because she was a human being, and human beings have feet, not paws.

At first she tried to stand as she normally would, but her new leg posture forced her to stand on the balls of her feet. The pads provided just enough friction on the cheap linoleum floor that she felt like she wouldn't topple over. She was shaken at just how natural it felt to stand in this very unnatural position. She slowly stepped to the sink, turning her back to the mirror as she slowly tugged her underwear down just enough to see what she had been afraid of. A small nub was growing from just above her crack, twitching as a bead of sweat fell from the end of it. She shrieked again, her fingers just about to grasp it but hesitant as if it would somehow make things worse. As her tail continued to grow, new vertebrae popping into existence as it lengthened, she noticed her ass itself swelling as well with equal parts muscle and fat. She doubted she'd be able to get her pants back on over her large ass, let alone anything else she owned.

"Dogs don't have asses like that. Maybe I'm not going to turn all the way?" She finally touched one of her furry cheeks, moaning at the sensation it seemed to cause throughout her abdomen. There was an almost painful ache coming from her belly, and she was afraid she knew exactly why. She instead pulled at a few of the hairs, wincing at the sharp pain. This wasn't a dream, and it was definitely part of her now. Her tail slowly continued creeping along, long strands of black fur growing from it as it extended down the upper part of her thighs. As it continued to lengthen, neurons suddenly seemed to connect in her brain and she was slowly able to wag it back and forth. The sight made her nauseous and she soon found herself on her hands and knees, vomiting what little food and alcohol was in her stomach into the toilet bowl.

As she spit the last of her sickness into the bowl, she started crawling on her hands and knees back towards the shared sleeping quarters. Her panties were becoming tight now as her waist continued to swell. "Have to get help," she whispered. At this point she didn't care if she ended up in a lab somewhere. She was becoming convinced that there was the very real possibility that she was going to die. Her body just wasn't supposed to go through something like this. Her internal organs were probably fine, since the change only seemed to affect her legs and ...

"And ... Oh God no." The realization dawned even as the ache in her loins became steadily more painful. Something about being in this position felt so wonderful, the only thing in the past few hours that brought her any sort of satisfaction. She turned to look back at her rear and found that in addition to her tail becoming long and fluffy, it was now rising higher. She was in the perfect position to be mounted like a stray bitch.

Sobbing, she flipped over onto her side, tugging at her undergarments to try to get them off of her larger rear. It took quite a lot of tugging, especially with her legs bending in such weird angles now. When she had finally kicked them off of her paws, she rolled onto her back, raising her shoulders to look between her legs.

It took only a second's examination before Jenny fell back onto her back, covering her eyes and weeping at what she had seen. Her sex had swollen, extending beyond where it would normally sit, growing to a point like a spade as a triangle of swollen flesh covered her inner labia. "No no no, no, that can't be me. This can't be me. I'm not a--AAAHHHH!" The pain was stabbing now, a sharp radiating soreness from her canine cunt up into her midsection.

Any stray dick. Those were the words. Those were the words she had used. She'd spread her legs for any stray dick.

The idea of being mounted was becoming the sole thought in her mind as her transformation seemed to finally draw to an end. She rolled onto her side again, curling into a fetal position as she held her belly. "I'm not ... I'm not some animal. I'm not going to ..."

She was on her feet before she realized it. She began pacing back and forth, now clad only in her sweat-soaked bra. Every instinct in her body was screaming at her to run outside and get fucked by ... by something. She didn't particularly care what at the moment. But that would be a horrible mistake. And besides, what was she going to wear? Her new gait pretty much ruled out any pants she would normally wear. A dress would work, but she hadn't brought any from home. She fell onto her bed face down, screaming into her pillow as she tried to keep from rubbing her legs together any more than she had to. Her body was soaked in sweat now, and the heat just seemed to get worse and worse. She rolled onto her back, hand hovering just above her strange slit before she shoved her fingers into her mouth and bit hard. Somehow she knew that touching herself wouldn't help the pain, and would only increase the need without giving her any relief. But as another wave of pain crashed over her belly she knew she was fighting an impossible battle.

Jenny rolled onto her back, kicking the soaked blankets off of her bed. Again her trembling hand hovered just above her strange dog sex. She whined, a very canine sound that made her wince to hear it coming from her own throat. As the pain steadily increased, she whispered, "Fuck it," and slid her hand over her engorged lips. Her sex extended from her crotch enough now that she could cup the entire thing in her hand.

"Ohhhhh God, ohhhhh God." She was getting hotter and hotter the longer she toyed with it. Finally she slipped a finger inside, but could only get it an inch or so between her triangular lips before it swelled, actually pinching her finger before it could gain entry. "Fuck fuck fuck." She rolled over, allowing herself to fall off the bed and began rummaging through her backpack as she looked for one very specific object. Clothes, water bottles, and anything else inside her bag were thrown aside until she pulled from the bottom of the bag a plastic container.

A locked plastic container.

A locked plastic container whose key was in her purse.

"Fuuuuuck!" She slung the box across the room, where it bounced off of the wall and tumbled back upright facing her as if to mock her inability to open it. She started to crawl towards it, hoping she'd be able to smash it open somehow. As she did, the pain continued to increase until it was all she could think about. Halfway to the box she noticed that she wasn't crawling towards it, but was sliding her ass and cunt across the carpet like a dog, leaving a trail of wetness leading from her bed to the other side of the room. She practically leapt the remainder of the way until she was cradling the cheap plastic in her hands. She crawled to the toilet, raised the box above her head, and smashed it down on the porcelain rim over and over until it broke open. Sobbing with joy, she pulled her vibrator from the box, leaned against the wall, and fumbled to try to turn it on. When it was buzzing on its maximum setting she thrust it between her legs far harder than she'd ever intended, desperate to get some relief. For a moment the tingling sensation caused her eyes to flutter, a mindless smile on her lips before the toy was pushed from her swollen cunt.

"No, what the fuck?!" She picked up the vibrator again, holding it to her lips as she turned it this way and that to try to find the best way to insert it. "This isn't rocket science, just fucking GET IN THERE!" Every time she tried to insert it, she could only get the toy halfway past her swollen lips before they simply pushed it out again. "Nooooo! That's not fair, that's not fair! I'm not going to--"

There was a scratching sound coming from the small window above the bed. For one horrible moment it reminded Jenny of the sound of her old family dog scratching to be let in and she whined loudly to try to draw attention to herself. Leaving her useless toy behind, she crawled back into the bedroom area only to find a rather large rat sitting just outside her window. It didn't seem to be trying to get in, but must have scratched against the window while trying to maintain its balance on the narrow sill. Jenny's insane lust was temporarily abated as she snarled at the creature, instinctively wanting to chase the wretched thing. She felt strangely disappointed that her growl had come out sounding very human, and not like the animal she was turning into. The creature took notice that it had drawn her attention and quickly retreated into the darkness.

With nothing left to distract her, the lust returned, pain burrowing all the way to her sternum and radiating down her thighs in retaliation for being ignored for even a moment. "Please!" Jenny sobbed. "Please stop, I can't take this!"

She looked at the door leading to the hallway. God, it had felt so good when she thought there was another animal outside wanting to come in. Her fingers wouldn't work, her toy wouldn't work, but she knew the real thing would absolutely work. Jenny covered her eyes, unconsciously thrusting her ass back and forth, her tail held so high it was almost touching her still-human lower back. "I can't! I'm not going out there and-and--AHHHH! Stop, pleeeease!"

It was only going to get worse and worse. She couldn't think of anything else. She was having trouble remembering how the doorknob even worked at this point. It wasn't going to get any better. Better to get it over with. She was only hurting herself.

She stumbled to her feet, grabbing her blanket from the bed as she rose. She reached for her dirty shirt, but she was so hot that it was better to leave it behind. She wrapped the blanket around her body. Maybe if someone saw her she could duck behind a fence, drop the blanket, and pass as a normal person. At least until they saw her getting railed by a labrador.

She flung herself at the door, threw it open, and ran into the hallway.

---

Jenny fell against a garbage can as she stumbled into yet another alley. She was laying atop refuse, sobbing in pain, and looking for any stray she could find. She felt she couldn't get any lower, but that made her afraid that she was jinxing herself. Why didn't the rest of her body transform?

"Only ..." Jenny panted. "Only need ... half of me ... Only need half of me to--" She winced in pain as she tried to stand, but could only lay still. "Just bear it for a little while. Rest. Then get back up and--OHHHHH!!!"

Something was touching her pussy. She looked up and saw what she had been looking for, another tail wagging back and forth in the air as the same stray from earlier tasted her.

Her first inclination was to kick the dog away before scrambling backwards and pressing herself against the brick wall. "No! Fuck away from me!" She didn't want this. She wanted this more than anything. She didn't want this.

The stray dog snarled and backed away, looking over his shoulder at the creature--half like itself, half like a human--that had rejected him. It turned its head to the side as if trying to ponder if this wretch was something it was capable of mating with, finally deciding it was not.

"No! Wait! Please!" Jenny was on her hands and knees before she even realized it, thrusting her dripping cunt behind her as she sobbed. "Come back! Please come back!"

But the dog was already gone. Jenny screamed in frustration, the pain so much worse now that her body had almost acquired what it needed. She sobbed, laying her head on the asphalt with her ass still raised high. "Please come back," she moaned.

A siren. Flashing blue and red lights. Oh no.

Jenny looked up and saw a police car pulling to a stop at the other end of the alley. A bright light was shining from the driver's side window in her direction.

"No!" Jenny whispered. She tried to press herself away from the cold hard ground and flee, but her arms felt like they were made of rubber. The car door was opening now. There was a boot on the ground.

A squeaking noise came from Jenny's left as a window barely creaked open. It was level with the ground, and must lead to the basement of whatever abandoned building she was laying next to. Jenny's mind was beginning to fade again, but she had just enough cognizance to notice a tiny pair of paws pressing against the window, pushing it open bit by bit. It was wide enough now that Jenny could just barely slide her fingers underneath it and pull it open. There were two boots on the ground now, and the car door was slamming shut.

No. Four boots. He had a partner.

Jenny sobbed as she forced the window the rest of the way open. It was just wide enough for her to squeeze through. She grabbed her blanket before she slid headfirst into the darkness of the basement, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood to keep from screaming as her enlarged cunt pressed against the window frame. She fell nearly ten feet, thankfully crashing into a pile of empty cardboard boxes that seemed perfectly placed to catch her fall. She couldn't help but cough as a cloud of dust billowed into the air. No one had likely been down here in decades. She bit the back of her arm to try to keep from coughing or screaming in pain as the incessant need now burned hotter than ever. Her eyes were full of tears as she saw the two officers paused by the window outside for a moment before walking past. They hadn't seen her.

She crawled further away from the window, draping her blanket around herself. She bumped head first into a large support pillar, groaning in pain as she curled up next to it, throwing the blanket over her head. It was dark enough that they wouldn't be able to see her. Maybe they were just out on patrol, looking for a drunk frat party to shut down. Or maybe they'd force the door open and fuck her until she was seeing stars and-and-and ...

God she smelled terrible. Now that she was curled up under the blanket she could smell the rank animal scent emanating from her, particularly between her legs. This must be what a bitch in heat smelled like. That must have been what attracted the stray and his hard throbbing red--

The steps returned, but this time they didn't even pause at the window as they returned to their patrol car. Jenny fell onto her side, sighing in relief. She wasn't going to end up in the back of a cop car being driven to some secret lab for dissection. That was good. But there was still the screaming need to be mounted that was once again her top priority now that she was more-or-less safe.

Jenny heard a squeak from the darkness followed by the sound of something small being pushed across the room. She could just make out the silhouette of a large rat. Could it have been the same one from earlier? Was it following her? Could IT fuck her?

The rat pushed a small box closer to Jenny before turning around, scrambling up the wall, and disappearing through the same window Jenny had entered.

"No," she whined. "C'm back, pleassh." She weakly held a hand out in the direction the vermin had crawled. She turned her attention to the box, forcing her concentration on something other than the throbbing between her legs, even if it was just for a moment. It was a nondescript shoebox, but something hard was rattling around inside of it. She slipped the lid off and felt inside. It was filled with paper one would expect to find wrapped around a pair of new shoes, but inside the paper was something entirely unexpected.

A dildo. It was a dildo. A dildo in the shape of a dog's cock.

Jenny threw the box aside and slipped the tip inside her, screaming in relief as the thing actually slipped past her disgusting dog pussy. It was disturbingly lifelike, the knot on the end pressing against her lips as she tried to force it inside. Her fingers slipped on the strange toy as her hands became soaked in the abundance of liquid spilling from inside her. She screamed in frustration. The relief was immense, but she needed the knot inside of her. She knew somehow that it was the only thing that would make the pain go away. "Please, please, please, go in, please go in, please go--"

Her fingers pressed a button at the base of the knot that she hadn't noticed. "Yes!" Jenny screamed as it began buzzing inside of her. It felt so much better now, but it wouldn't be right until it was inside.

The poor young woman groaned in utter ecstasy as the knot slipped inside her. Her swollen lips clasped it midway before winking, actually physically pulling it deeper and deeper until the entire knot was inside and it was finally satisfied. Jenny came almost immediately, writhing in hopeless, wonderful agony as the pain was slowly replaced by pleasure unlike anything she could have ever imagined.

Unlike anything you could've imagined, she thought, back when you were normal. Back when you were a human woman with a future and a bed to sleep in and food to eat. Now that the need was being taken care of, other necessities were coming to her mind. She couldn't go back to her dorm. She'd need to find somewhere else to hide eventually, maybe in the forests north of the city. How in the fuck was she going to get there?

Her worries were soon impossible to further contemplate as another orgasm built just behind the last. She could rest here, squealing in ecstasy underneath her soiled blanket in the dark, filthy basement of some derelict building. She'd just take a moment, get some relief, then figure out her next move.

She was, after all, a smart person. "'M sssshmart," she moaned as she reached the peak of her second orgasm. "'Mmm ssshmart."

---

"Ssshmart," Jenny weakly gasped as she crested her third orgasm. Or was it the fourth? Or the fiftieth? How long had she been laying here? And why did she feel like she'd had this thought several times before?

The sun was up now. Only it wasn't. The daylight streamed through the narrow window, illuminating the refuse that had been dumped into Jenny's new home. But it was dark now. Why was there light? Because there wasn't. And then there was again? What was happening?

Jenny's thoughts were interrupted again by the relentless crash of pleasure coursing through her. It was all that mattered. The thing's battery had died, but it was still enough to satisfy her as she pushed it in and out, the knot sliding past her lips causing her to squeal in ecstasy every time it reentered her. At some point after inserting it fully inside of her she'd managed to find her clit, nestled oddly between two of the three folds of her dog pussy. It only made the pleasure that much sweeter, the oblivion that much more blessed as she coughed out another dusty breath.

Who was she? She could barely remember anymore. Just keep pressing the thing inside. Just keep rubbing the happy little button. What else could matter? Certainly not the light and the dark as it continued to alternate outside the window. Certainly not the hunger in her stomach that gnawed at her in between every wonderful orgasm. Certainly not the cat.

Cat?

There was a stray pregnant cat just beyond her reach, quizzically pondering the existence of the strange smelling half-creature before her. The mindless writhing flesh-vessel reached for the animal, perhaps wanting to feel something soft against its fingertips as a bit of variation from the nonstop self-pleasure.

And then it hissed at her, and Jenny was dragged back into existence as she found herself suddenly lunging at the creature, gnashing at it with her blunt, flat human teeth. She reached for it, wanting nothing more at the moment than to destroy it, her canine instincts suddenly taking precedence above even the once-again returning need to be fucked even as the toy slid from inside her. The horrid creature disappeared into the darkness, but it would be back. Jenny knew it would be back. And she'd be ready.

Jenny shook her head. "The fuck am I doing?" Her human will slowly reasserted itself, along with the unique fear of self-preservation that was the burden of her species. Or, at least, half of her species. The fur on her legs was matted, especially near her crotch where it was still slick with her cum. Her head spun, the room tumbling round and round as she tried to keep from falling. When had she last eaten? She couldn't remember.

And when had she had her last orgasm? Her hands drifted across her sex again, no longer hesitating after she had grown very well acquainted with her deformed pussy after all the time she had ... How long had she been here? It was morning now. Had she spent all night masturbating? But then why did she remember it being night again, then day, then night, then ... "It's been days?!" Jenny slid down the support pillar, cradling her head in her arms as she sat on the dirty floor. "I've been here for days?!" She looked at her hands, filth encrusted underneath her nails, her lips painfully cracked from lack of water. Her mouth was so dry, her belly so empty.

She began sobbing, reaching for her blanket to wrap it around herself while rocking herself back and forth. She was startled at the sound of splashing water. Turning around, she noticed that the entire time she had been lost in the wonderful oblivion that she had been laying next to a drainage ditch, or perhaps some sort of water overflow system. Judging by the smell, it definitely flowed into the sewer. And probably out of it as well.

"Well, there's no fucking way I'm drinking that," she muttered as she brought the first handful of brackish water to her lips and drank from her cupped hands. "Fucking disgusting," she moaned as she took another sip. It wasn't until she had sated her thirst just a bit before she realized that she was now knee-deep in the foul water. She shrieked and scrambled back to her resting place, coughing violently as she tried to get the horrible taste out of her mouth. Her body refused to cooperate, as it was so desperate for any sort of hydration, regardless of its source.

"I didn't ... I didn't do that ... I didn't ..." She pulled the blanket around her again, wrinkling her nose at the smell. It took several minutes before she was calm enough to start to plan her next move.

"She did this to me. She fucking did this to me." Jenny pulled the dirty blanket tighter around her shoulders. "She can change me back. Everything can still be okay. Go back to the dorm. Finish college. No one has seen me in days. I can just say someone slipped something into my drink at the party and I-I-I woke up ... here." She shook her head. The plan made no sense, but logic wasn't exactly a prevalent resource at the moment. "Everything can still be okay."

She noticed the empty shoebox laying nearby. Where had it come from again? A rat? Why was a rat pushing a shoebox containing a dildo only furries would use around in it? And it was watching her before, back when she was still in the dorm room. It was like it was intelligent, like it had been sent by ...

"Her. It's working for her. It's ... Oh my God, it's a--what are they called? Familiars? It's a-a familiar! The bitch has a fucking rat-pet familiar!"

Of course she did. She would.

"So why did it ... help me? It hurt so much until it brought the-the ..." She pushed the shoebox away with her foot. For a moment, she had almost forgotten the foot now belonged to an entirely unwelcome species. "She had her rat bring me a fucking dildo? Why would--Oh God! No, no. Not again. No."

The pain was returning again. The insatiable need was slowly building inside her, regardless of the days she had spent tending to it.

Jenny was sobbing again. "It's not fair! What the fuck am I supposed to do?! I just sit here forever and fuck myself until I starve to death?! Just keep shoving the--Oh no!"

Jenny leapt to her feet. "Where is it?!" Panic set into her heart as she tossed the blanket this way and that, desperately searching for the only material object in her life that mattered now. "Where the FUCK is it?!" It wasn't here. But there was nowhere else for it to go. Only ...

The wretch leapt back into the foul water, feeling her hands against the slimy concrete floor of the ditch, desperately trying to find the vibrator. She almost fell several times as she frantically searched for it. It was nowhere to be found, and already the pain in her belly was unbearable. Jenny climbed out of the ditch, running alongside it to see if it had perhaps floated further down the current. She let out a shriek of delight that turned into horror as she finally saw it pressed against the grate at the end of the ditch, precariously balancing on one iron beam for just a moment before it slipped past them into the darkness of the sewer. Jenny heard a loud splash coming from the other side of the grate as it fell further into the darkness. It was gone.

"Nooooo!"

Thoughts scrambled for purchase in Jenny's mind. Run. Now. Find her. Find her before it gets any worse and you can't walk. It's daylight, but stick to the alleys. This isn't that far from where the cunt lives. She probably went back there. Jenny could almost smell her.

Jenny sniffed the air. Other than the horrible smell of waste flowing down the ditch and the foul scent coming from between her legs, there was another smell still faintly lingering in the stale air. Somehow she could detect things she wouldn't have been able to if she hadn't been changed. There was the smell of the cat, the odor of the roaches nesting in the wall, but also ...

"The rat!" It had gone through the window, and it had turned to the right. It had made its way up a fire escape, but had hopped down on the other side of the building and crawled down the alley. Jenny had no idea how, but she knew that she would be able to follow it all the way to the horrible fucking witch and make her turn her back. She winced at the pain between her legs as she quickly strode towards the still open window. She was thankful, in some bizarre way, that her dog nose could now lead her to the monster that had done this to her.

"But ..." Jenny paused, her hands on the base of the window. "I don't have a dog nose. I have a--"

Jenny screamed as her fingers touched her face. Her nose was wet, and it wasn't from the sickening water she had just crawled out of. It was twitching, and she could feel sharp pinpricks as thick wirelike hairs pressed themselves from her upper lip.

The change wasn't over.

"No!" she screamed, falling onto the ruined cardboard boxes and bringing her hands to her face. Soft pink blisters were forming on her palms and fingers just as they had on her feet. "No no no, stop!" She squeezed her hands into fists as if to force the pads back into her hand, but her grip became weaker as her fingers started to shrink. Uncurling them she watched as the last knuckle on each finger was simply absorbed into the others, with her thumb in particular sliding closer towards her wrist. She sobbed in pain as she felt a cutting sensation on the ends of her stubby fingers as bone-white, sharp keratin began to poke through the skin. As they extended nearly an inch, an almost translucent tube formed around the bottom of the claws, enabling them to retract into her hands when not in use. "It's not a dog this time? It's like .. I-It's like a cat's? Like that fucking cat?!" Any stray. She had said "any stray," and the cat certainly qualified. As she observed the changes in one hand, she didn't notice the other was making its way between her legs, her lust still overpowering everything even while her body was mutating.

As her hand was trailing down her torso, it brushed up against a small bump that sent a pleasurable sensation through her whole body, causing her dog legs to visibly twitch. "What the fuck, what the fuck, what the--" She spread her legs, wincing at the odor emanating from her genitals, although what she saw next pushed even that concern from her mind. Six pink nubs were forming in two lines trailing down her chest just below her dirty white bra. "Are those ... nipples?! Teats?!" The second pair was situated near the top of her ribcage, the lowest near her swollen canine cunt, and the third evenly placed between the two. All eight nipples continued swelling larger, growing past the length and width of her originals and resembling less human nipples and more the teats of a four-legged mammal. Hesitantly she started to touch one of the second pair, but pulled her hand away quickly as her claws extended just before she made contact. Focusing on retracting the claws seemed to do nothing, although she soon found that trying to curl her hand-paws into a fist caused the claws to fully retract. Feeling her sensitive skin was safe from being poked, she slowly brought her paw-pads in contact with the still-growing teat. As soon as she touched it she mewled in pleasure, her canine sex weeping fluid as an inhuman sound emanated from her throat.

Hair was growing everywhere now, thickest on her forearms, her armpits, and trailing higher from her pubic hair, but it was thickening all over her body. The fur on her upper body was soft, softer even than that growing on her tail, and took on an orange hue in contrast to the black fur on her legs and crotch. Jenny felt a sickening crunch from her ribcage as she seemed to grow slightly taller, her torso twisting this way and that as her spine's flexibility was greatly heightened. She bent to the left and right, her shoulder coming nearly perpendicular to her torso when she strained it again. She leaned forward and was nearly able to curl herself into a ball. She was almost flexible enough to ...

Jenny leaned forward, her mouth hovering just above her pronounced sex. She was close enough now that she could just lick the top of it. If she could just get her tongue on her own clitoris, it would surely provide some sort of relief. The pain of her lust was growing worse now, the addition of another animal's hormones coursing through her body making the heat twice as bad as before. Sobbing, she winced in disgust at the thick animal musk coming from the triangular crease of her swollen labia. Her protestations vanished however as her tongue came in contact with her clit, the sensations sending her gasping in pleasure and relief as her swollen cunt was being satisfied, even if it were only just barely. She flicked her original nipples with her paws, now giggling hysterically at the horrible pleasure her freakish body was giving her. She swirled her tongue around her clit and her paw-pads around her teats, alternating between each pair in turn until she felt another pain from deep inside her core.

Her cunt screamed in protest as she leaned backwards, bringing her torso upright so that she could see what new horrors were assaulting her now. The orange fur was much thicker now, entirely enveloping her arms, lean muscle hiding just underneath the shimmering, soft coat. Her torso was covered in white hairs, but much thinner than everywhere else, allowing her to see the pale skin of her belly and breasts. A thick, thin trail of white fur extended from her pubic hair in between the valley of swelling flesh before thickening as it reached her collarbone and the area in between her original breasts. She felt a tightness in her bra and snarled as she sliced it into pieces with her feline claws. She'd hardly need clothing anymore anyway. Her breasts were growing larger, swelling to small handfuls as she watched fatty tissue continue to build. She screamed in horror as the growth wasn't confined to her original breasts, each thick teat now capping the swelling flesh of what were soon to be four pairs of breasts. Again she pressed against the growth as if to shove them back into her torso, but mewled loudly in pleasure as her paws were brought in contact with her teats. She lay on her back, her canine legs kicking in the air as she craned her head to watch as her new breasts continued to grow.

"I can't have eight tits! That's fucked! Somebody please help meeeow!" Her words slurred into a feline screech as she arched her back instinctively, the horrible heat demanding she attend to her bestial need. She pushed herself to the wall and forced herself into a sitting position, enabling her to watch as her breasts grew larger and larger. They were nearly the size of her entire head now, gravity pulling them lower until they were sagging like she were some pregnant stray. She shook her head in denial as they still continued growing, becoming the size of volleyballs as the growth showed no signs of stopping. "How the fuck am I supposed to walk with these things?!" Her bottom pair were large enough now that they flopped on either side of her swollen canine pussy, her need becoming demanding as the soft hairs stimulated the sweaty, leathery flesh.

She wailed in horror, the scream growing higher in pitch until it sounded like the mewling of a cat in heat. Several dogs in the neighborhood started barking at the noise she was causing, her screams alternating between pitiful mewling and human sobbing. The smell was so much worse now, her heat now double what it was before she had crawled in through the window. She was finding it harder and harder to think as her breasts finally slowed their growth, now the size and shape of overripe watermelons. The cold sweat covering her body caused her to shiver as a warm sensation emanated from her swollen teats. They were so big now the teats were pointed nearly to the ground, and Jenny had to awkwardly raise one of her upper two breasts, angling it upward to see where this new sensation was coming from. She shook her head in denial, knowing the answer even before she saw it. A drop of thick, yellow-white milk was leaking from her teat, matting the white hairs covering her breast as the drop slid down to mix with the puddle of sweat and cum she was stewing in. She sobbed as she unconsciously brought the teat to her still-human lips, the thick nipple nearly filling her entire mouth as she sucked down her own milk. It was the only thing she'd ingested in days. Her mind tried to rationalize that she was just feeding herself in the only way she could, and providing some relief from the pain that radiated from every teat as her body demanded it be milked. She tried to bring her other hand to her pussy as she sucked in order to attend to as many of her myriad needs as she could, but without both hands to support it, the large breast slipped from her mouth, yellow-white milk dribbling past her lips as she moaned the word "no" over and over.

She banged her head roughly against the brick wall. "It's too much. It's too much. I can't ... I can't touch it all. I need to ... need to ..." Anger burned in her eyes, momentarily replacing the mindless lust she was feeling. Despite all of the changes, her head was still entirely human aside from her pink nose and long, clear whiskers. She forced herself to her feet, groaning as every fiber of her being demanded she curl up and once again give herself over to mindless, writhing animal mating instinct. "No," she whispered. "Not yet. Not until I find her." She turned around and began scrambling up the wall to the small window, her claws helping her find purchase even in the hard stone brick. "Not until I find her." Squeezing through the window was much harder on the way out than on the way in, her large breasts nearly trapping her inside the filthy basement. She mewled in lust as the confines of the window put enough pressure on her breasts to express some of the thick milk. "Not until I find her."

Jenny pulled herself into the empty alley, feeling like she must resemble some large sewer creature that had pulled itself from the filth of the city. She fought off tears as she realized that was entirely what she was now. "Not until I find her." She crouched low behind an open dumpster, scenting the air for the rat's trail. She squealed happily as she took in another scent, that of a half-eaten days-old cheeseburger resting atop the rest of the trash. She mewled happily as she shoved it into her mouth, oblivious to the tiny white wriggling things crawling over the rancid meat. It was the best thing she'd ever tasted. "Not until I find her." She wiped the drool from her mouth as she finished her meal, then crawled from behind the dumpster, the light of the streetlamps reflecting in her crazed human eyes.

"Not until I kill the bitch."

---

Adelyn lay in her pajamas on her cold sleeping bag in yet another abandoned basement nearby with every spellbook, tome, and scrap of forbidden knowledge she could lay her hands on scattered across the floor. She had returned to her childhood home after leaving the college, sneaking into it like a thief in the night in order to grab her sleeping bag, enough food and water to sustain her for a few days, and of course the arcane documents strewn before her. She cursed herself for ever believing in any of it, especially what little of it turned out to be very, very real. She knew the police would already be looking for her. As soon as Jenny was declared missing and just at the time her roommate disappeared they would come for her. Adelyn never meant for any of this to happen. She hated Jenny Sexton with every fiber of her being, but she never would wish upon anyone whatever was happening to her. She couldn't be sure what the curse would do, but she knew that due to the wording Jenny had herself used that it would be catastrophic. She had lain awake in the cold darkness of the abandoned fabric manufacturer a few blocks from her house, searching for any clue that would enable her to reverse the curse. She had found absolutely nothing.

Adelyn smiled as Mortimer pushed a book that Jenny hadn't examined yet over to her. Her familiar had been the one reliable constant in her life in the past week. "Thanks, you," she whispered as she lightly rubbed the rat on the top of his head. Grabbing her Bad Dragon toy had been a last minute thought, and she had had her familiar deliver it to Jenny, wherever she may have been. Adelyn wasn't sure what exactly Jenny was going to turn into, but the use of the word "stray" made her sure that some sort of canine form was going to be in the mix. She'd hoped that giving her something to occupy her need with would give Adelyn a few extra days in order to comb through her texts for any sort of answer.

The book Mortimer had offered her was the only one she hadn't really looked through, but she sighed when she opened the front cover and beheld the title, "A History of Witchcraft in Colonial America." Not a spellbook, just some historical analysis. This would be functionally useless.

"That's it then," she sighed, rubbing her eyes. "There's no way to fix her. At least not that I can get my hands on at the moment, anyway." She had hoped that by returning Jenny to normal she might convince her not to go to the authorities. Or kill her. They could perhaps say they were the victim of some human trafficking or were playing a harmless prank that had gotten out of hand or something, anything to keep them out of trouble and let them get back to their lives. Maybe this entire experience would teach the both of them something and they'd finally be able to set aside this stupid rivalry.

"And maybe Jenny Sexton isn't turning into a monster that's going to eat my face."

Mortimer turned his head at an angle in inquiry. Adelyn started to respond before she heard the sound of breaking glass on the other side of the basement. She sprung to her feet and ran behind a support pillar, eyes wide and chest heaving as the crash signaled the arrival of what she had most feared. Jenny was here, and she was likely feral, but just human enough to want to take revenge.

The sound of paws on pavement was just loud enough for Adelyn to tell Jenny was close and getting closer. There was no growling, hissing, anything that indicated she was completely gone. Maybe enough of her remained now that she'd be able to reason with her. Adelyn debated whether to remain silent or try to communicate with her, but finally decided on the latter. Even if it would cost her life, she owed it to her pursuer to at least make the attempt.

"J-Jenny? J-Jenny, I know it's you."

The steps stopped. Jenny was listening. That was a good sign. Wasn't it?

"Jenny, I swear to God, I didn't mean for this to happen. I would never do this to anyone, even to you." Adelyn slowly pushed herself away from the pillar and stepped into the open. This would be over soon, one way or the other. "I know you hate me. We've always hated each other, but I would never do this on purpose."

The steps started again. She was getting closer.

"I-I was trying to find a way to fix this. I was trying to fix this, Jenny. You have to believe me. I ... I can't. I'm so sorry, but I can't." She could just barely make out her shape in the darkness. She was larger than her normal body, and would have stood at nearly seven feet tall if she were standing on her hind legs. "The curse reflected whatever you said about me back onto you, only three times stronger. It can't be reversed, but ..."

The shape crouched. It was preparing to jump. Adelyn ran to her sleeping back, fell upon it, and lifted one particular book. "But-But I think I can make it better! Keep it from progressing! If you're listening to me now, it means you're still in there. I can make it so that you keep your mind, exactly as it was before. You'd still be ... You'd still be you."

The creature was still crouched, preparing to strike, but seemed to hesitate. "How?" it asked. It's voice was completely unchanged from the last time she had heard Jenny speak.

"You're ..." Adelyn cleared her throat, trying to slow her heart rate down. "I'm sorry to say this, I really am, but you're mostly an animal now. Right? B-But that's ... kinda good in a fucked up way. It means ... I could make you my familiar. Like Mortimer. The rat? The one that brought you ... the thing that it brought you?"

"You want me to be your familiar? You want to make me your pet? Your slave?"

"No!" Adelyn immediately returned. "Not a pet. We'd be ... like partners, almost. Coworkers or something. It would keep the changes from continuing, and m-maybe it would give us time to figure this out. I swear to God, I'll take good care of you. Whatever you need, I'll make sure you get it. You wouldn't be a slave to me, I'd be more of one to you. I'll spend however long it takes to make this right. Just ..."

Adelyn started to reach for her flashlight but stopped. She didn't want Jenny to think she was reaching for a gun or something. "I'm going to turn on my flashlight, okay? Let's just sit and talk. This is the best way. I'm so, so sorry, but this is the best way."

Jenny stalked closer. "Good. Okay. That's good."

Adelyn sighed in relief. "Oh, thank God. Thank fucking God. I swear to God I'm not lying, Jenny. I'm not lying."

"Good," Jenny repeated. She was close enough that Adelyn could smell her now, a rank animal musk that reeked like sweat, garbage, and sex. "Turn the light on. Get a look at me."

Something about the way she had said that evaporated any hope Adelyn was beginning to have. "O-O-Okay." She picked up the flashlight and turned it towards the creature. "Watch your eyes. Here goes ..."

Adelyn waited a few seconds more before she flipped on the light. She almost screamed at what had become of her once-rival.

Jenny's eyes radiated the purest kind of hatred as she screamed, "Look what you've done to me!" Her lower half was canine; Adelyn had been correct in that assumption. Judging by the wicked claws extending from her orange paws, there was also feline in the mix, likely from some common stray alleycat. Jenny's face was entirely normal except for her catlike nose. Adelyn wondered if being allowed to keep her pretty face wasn't the cruelest part of her transformation.

The flashlight almost fell from Adelyn's hands. "Jenny," she whispered. "I'm so, so sorry. It's going to be okay. I can fix this, I swear to God. You have to trust me."

Jenny rose to her feet, her legs bending at a digitigrade angle as she moved closer. The poor girl's chest was covered with four pairs of enormous breasts, each leaking milk from teats the size of a plastic cup. Between its legs was the puffy genitals of a dog. Tears were streaming down her dirty face. "Trust you?" she choked out. "Trust YOU? I cut off part of your hair when we were kids so you turn me into a freak?"

Adelyn nodded quickly. "I-I know, I know! I know how dumb that sounds, given ... all of this. But please, please trust me."

Jenny was basically on top of Adelyn at this point, several of her sagging mammaries nearly touching Adelyn's lap. "What ... What would you have to do? To make me ... your fucking pet?"

"My familiar," Adelyn moaned, her lip quivering. She hoped she wasn't about to cry. "Not a pet. I wouldn't do that to you, I swear to God."

"Your familiar," Jenny repeated. "Slice my palm open? Bleed on some magic book? Maybe--" She interrupted herself as she moaned, one hand hovering over her animal cunt. Adelyn supposed she was right about that part too. Jenny had used the words "spread your legs" and "heat." She was in heat, and would be for the rest of her life unless Adelyn could fix this. "Maybe fuck you? Can ... Can I fuck you?"

Adelyn tried to keep the disgust from her face. Jenny was barely human now, and she smelled like she had been recently crawling through a sewer. "You don't have to do anything. I just read this passage a-and ..." There was a look in Jenny's eyes now. Adelyn was reminded of when she was young and her neighbor's dog had the same look in its eyes just before it snapped at her. "Jenny?"

The creature lunged at her, sinking its teeth into Adelyn's shoulder. Jenny screamed in anguish, trying to push the monster off of her, but her hands kept sliding on its wet fur.

"My deal now ..." Jenny was having to force the words out. She was blinking her eyes as if there was something in them, like she was becoming disoriented. "My deal ... I kill you. I eat you. I bring your corpse to your house and let your parents see what happened to you. Then I go live in a cave or something and fuck myself until I starve to death." She rubbed a long line of bloody drool from her lips, a look of confusion coming into her eyes. "W-What ...?" For a moment the hatred abated as Jenny looked at Adelyn as if the other woman had the answers. Her jaw dropped open and Adelyn could see a pair of long, yellow incisors pushing Jenny's original teeth away. "What's happening ... No ... No!"

She was still changing. But her teeth weren't canine or feline. They looked almost like ...

Adelyn turned her gaze to Mortimer, whose rodent face and shrugging shoulders seemed to indicate he too was at a loss. How did that make sense? Mortimer wasn't a stray--he was tied intrinsically to Adelyn and always would be. Why would she be adopting its traits, too?

Jenny was pawing at her own face now, her sharp claws scratching at her tender skin. When she pulled her paws away her face was elongated, brown and white fur growing from her flesh as her muzzle extended. Her eyes were full of betrayal as her pupils grew larger, pushing the sclera aside and replacing them with the lifeless doll-like eyes of a rat. She brought her paws to her face again, screeching in horror as the orange fur started to fall away as her fingers stretched to the thin skeletal features of a rat's paw.

Adelyn was on her feet now, running away from the monstrosity. Her shoulder hurt so much, thick blood soaking into her shirt as she leapt through an open window and ran into the darkness. She had only made it halfway down the alley when she stumbled, wincing as the rough asphalt scraped against her knees and palms. She touched the wound with a shaking hand, rubbing the skin to try to clear some of the blood away so she could examine the bitemark.

Except there was no bitemark. Just as there was no more blood seeping from the wound. Because there was no wound.

"What?"

---

Jenny screeched as her tail--her tail, the tail she shouldn't even have--stretched longer, its luxuriant black fur sloughing away as her mewling moans began to resemble the squeaking cries of a rodent. "Noooo!" she wailed. "It'ssss not fair! It'ssss not phhhlair! Sssshtop it, pleeeeaaakk!" Her tail was thrashing, and in one moment she seemed to no longer be able to move it as it flopped to the ground, sliding longer and longer, the black fur now replaced with the scaly gray-white flesh of a rat's tail.

The bitch's pet was moving closer to her now, carrying something in its paws. Jenny sobbed out the word "what" as the creature lifted a half-eaten granola bar, offering it as a gift to another fellow animal. Jenny screamed as she slashed her long fingers at the creature, her claws extending further from her fingertips as she apparently kept some of their feline traits. The rat simply shrugged, nibbled on the bar, and leapt out the window.

Jenny fell onto her side, moaning "no" over and over again as she cradled her growing maw. Bloody droll was falling from her lips now as her face was now enveloped in dirty brown fur. She ran her skeletal fingers through her hair, the last human part of her body, sobbing in despair as it too fell away, leaving her with no part of the body she had been born with. Her hands grasped the soft, fuzzy skin of her growing ears as they slid higher on her head and further away from her face, her hearing growing much sharper. She could now hear the moans and sobs of the witch who had changed her into this monster. "Killlll," she squeaked out. "Gonnna ... GonnnaAAAAHH!"

The heat again. Of course. It was worse than it had ever been, and it had already been completely debilitating. She knew she wouldn't be able to stand it anymore. She'd pass out soon or go into cardiac arrest or simply become braindead because of the pain radiating from her cunt.

"Killll her firrssshht. Killll her firrrsssht."

She started to reach for the window and crawl into the alley. Adelyn was moving again now, but slowly, as if she'd been hurt worse than Jenny had thought she would from her quick bite. She crouched down, preparing to leap when her legs gave way and she fell to the ground, pawing at her cunt in agony. She curled her body, intending to place her lips on her sex when she noticed something shifting at the top of the hood, a long vein protruding from the skin as it continued to swell.

"Goddddd, what now?" she moaned as the vein continued to grow, now becoming a large ridge starting from the base of her canine cunt and extending to the very tip of the spade. On instinct she licked the growth as if to soothe it, closing her eyes in disgust as she felt the foul taste of her own skin on her long rodent tongue. As she continued to lick, a new sort of pleasure assaulted her mind, steadily increasing the more that she licked. She rubbed at her clit, her breaths coming faster and faster as she felt it swell larger, the distinct bump now feeling strangely like it was developing a crease in the middle. Soon it felt like she was rubbing at two distinct clits, and she prayed to whatever god was listening that she wouldn't have to deal with another one. Instead, the two clits physically separated, one remaining nestled in the puffy tri-fold of her sex while the other migrated closer to the growing ridge until it too started to split away from her flesh.

Jenny was too far beyond caring what was happening to her as she curled into a ball, her paws dragging her rodent tail closer before sliding it inside of her while her long tongue continued lapping at the strange growth. Before she realized what she was doing, she was fellating it, thick drool falling from her maw as she sucked the new growth like it was a--

Her eyes shot wide as she realized what she was doing. She released her new organ, the terrible lust subdued for a moment as she watched her cock swell, taking on a red hue as it grew longer and thicker. She smiled. She knew she should be screaming in horror, but her mind was far too gone to consider what was happening to her. She only knew that she had a new source of pleasure to contend with as she trailed her tongue from the tip to the base. As she did, she noticed a large bulge on either side of her cock, the base of the shaft swelling into two distinct bumps. She started to envelop the thing in her mouth again, hoping she could fit her swelling knot inside as well before she felt small bumps growing from all across the shaft, only stopping just before they reached its pointed tip. She could delay no longer, and plunged it again into her mouth, weeping in joy as the thrusting tail and wriggling tongue provided some relief against the constant arousal. The growths on her cock broke away a bit until the entire shaft was now covered in the soft spines of some kind of large feline. She was now deepthroating a cock as mixed up as she herself was.

With one hand still pressing the tail inside her cunt and while also rubbing at her original clit, she brought her other hand to the base of her rod. It was far too large to fit entirely in her mouth now, as she desperately began sliding the slick rod with her almost-human rat paws. As she did she felt a bit of her skin becoming loose as it rubbed tenderly at the base of her cock and hood of her spade. She cupped the skin, smiling as she felt two hard orbs developing inside the soft sack. She released her cock, leaning backwards a bit so she could see the developing growth, marveling as her cock continued to swell until it was nestled entirely between her bottommost breasts, finally slowing as its head slid between the pair just above them. She could titfuck herself now just by walking. She winced in a wonderful sort of agony as her paw continued caressing her sack, her new testicles swelling larger and larger until they were far too large for even one of them to fit into her palm, nearing the size of soccerballs as her male sex took on the traits of all three species that made up her monstrous body. Her ratlike testicles pressed against her canine pussy, the sensation feeling simultaneously wonderful and horrific.

The maddening pleasure gave way to frustration as she realized she wouldn't be able to satisfy herself this way. She needed something inside her just as bad as she needed something to slide her new member inside of. But she was the only one of her kind on the planet now. She'd never find a mate, no matter how badly she needed one.

And then she smelled it. Faint, but there nonetheless. It smelled awful, like a wild beast, like garbage, like ... her. Just barely, but the scent was growing stronger every second. But that didn't make sense. There was nothing like her in all the world.

Realization slowly dawned as the monster that used to be a woman rose to its hind legs. "Oh." It smiled cruelly as drool fell from its lips, revealing rows of boxy yellow teeth. "Oh. Oh, yes. Ohhhh fucking yes!"

It leapt through the window and was gone.

---

Jenny found her quarry curled up in the corner of the sewer, a dirty brown blanket pulled over her head as if she could hide from what was coming. Adelyn had ran into the subway and into a maintenance tunnel, probably hoping Jenny's monstrous form would dissuade her from running into a public area. Jenny instead merely tore off a manhole cover with her retractable claws and was soon in the same tunnel. Her heightened sense of smell made it so that she'd be able to smell her fellow monster no matter how fast or far she could run.

Slowly, almost carefully, Jenny pulled the blanket aside. Adelyn looked at the other monster, her own wretched features now reflected off of Jenny's black eyes. Her front teeth had been replaced by the long incisors that now extended past Jenny's own lips. Her breasts were still growing, but it wouldn't be long before they caught up with her own. Her new best friend. Her "sister." If Adelyn had wanted a coven, she now had it, although it was a coven of two very unique creatures. Jenny pulled the blanket aside, revealing Adelyn was naked and was currently in the middle of fingering her own swelling cunt, tears in her eyes as she moaned out the words, "It hurts."

Jenny nodded. "I know."

"M-Make ... it stop ... hurting." Adelyn closed her eyes, ashamed and afraid of the words she had just spoken.

Jenny smiled, her long tongue licking the side of Adelyn's fuzzy cheeks. "I will." She spread her legs, her massive cock bobbing before her, straining in its hardness as if it couldn't wait for what was about to happen.

Adelyn shrieked as she felt the hard rod touch her knee. Her eyes went wide as she screamed. Jenny noticed that she hadn't started to develop her own cock yet, although it was only a matter of time. Adelyn had fled before she could see Jenny's new addition, but she was about to become very well acquainted with it.

"No! Jenny, no!"

Jenny spread the other creatures legs. "M'nnnot a monnsshter, 'Delyn." She knew that wasn't true but nonetheless she lowered her head, inhaling the wonderful stench found between the other's legs. "Not going to rrrrrrape you."

Adelyn seemed to have changed her mind as she licked her lips, eyes wide as she saw the size of the thing bobbing in the air before her. Jenny brought her lips to Adelyn's canine sex, probing the swollen spade as it continued to grow. "Jenny, please ... I could have fixed us! I still can! Just let me ooohhhhhh Jesus!"

Jenny laughed as her tongue found its mark, writhing in circles around the clit that even now was starting to split in two. She had her.

Or perhaps she didn't. Jenny screamed as Adelyn's claws raked across her face, although the wounds were closing even now. "Get away! Get away!"

But Jenny couldn't get away, no more than Adelyn could. This was happening, and neither had any choice in the matter. Adelyn just didn't see it yet.

Adelyn fought, punching at the larger monster, clawing at her dripping teats and finally landing a blow to the thing's large sack. Jenny screeched in pain, and tried to pin the other creature, whose body was swelling so much it was almost the same size as her now. She had to get her tongue back inside her. It was where it belonged. She had to. She had to get her cock inside her, buried to the hilt. Why couldn't the other see that? Why was she still fighting against her? Just when Jenny had a hold of the creature's foot, her hand would slip away, Adelyn's sweaty skin and soft black fur keeping her from gaining purchase. "Pllleeasssh," Jenny groaned, her voice several octaves higher. "Nnnneed you, pllleeasssh."

Jenny's tongue was inches away from Adelyn's own developing cock when she felt something crawling on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw a large cockroach crawling across her dirty orange fur, and the distraction was the only thing Adelyn needed to slip from under Jenny's bulk. She started to run away before she screamed in pain, falling to her knees, her canine sex pointing directly in Jenny's direction. Adelyn couldn't get away. Her own body wouldn't let her.

Adelyn moaned as she felt Jenny's large breasts on her furry back. There was little difference between the two creatures now. "Rrrrrready?" Jenny whispered.

Adelyn shook her head. "Get off. Get off of me, Jenny. Pllleeaasssh ... OHH!" Adelyn's eyes rolled backwards even as they turned solid black as she felt Jenny's hands tugging at her swollen teats, milking them.

"Nnnnyow?" Jenny asked.

Adelyn still shook her head until she found another pair of hands wrap around her growing cock. She was just as confused as Jenny was until the both of them noticed they were each growing another set of arms just below their originals, these entirely wrapped in brown rat fur and ending in the same rodent paws.

"Nnnnnowww?" He new antanae were creeping from her face as an abundance of slimy drool fell from her mouth. Jenny's developing mandibles flexed as she could smell her fellow monster even more now. God, she could taste her cunt on her tongue even without touching her. Jenny didn't know what she would do if the other denied her any longer.

She needn't have worried. As Adelyn's face and antanae finished stretching, her body now a mirror of Jenny's own, she gave a simple nod that was all Jenny needed. She lined her slick cock up with Adelyn's snatch, the pointed tip just barely beginning to probe her lips. "Yyyeessssh," Adelyn whispered as it started to slide inside of her.

Jenny knew the other creature could take her entire length, the large knot included. They were made for each other, after all. She licked the back of Adelyn's flicking ears as she slowly eased herself further inside. "Wwwant you."

Adelyn nodded. "Me too ..." She squeaked as the knot was now pressed against her lips. "Allllwayssh did. Alllwaaysssh did want you."

Jenny wasn't sure she believed her, but couldn't care less as Adelyn turned her head and kissed Jenny, her own long tongue sliding across Jenny's. She let out a loud squeal as the knot slid fully inside.

Finally, it was here. No more pain. Only this, only the sweet relief that started in her cock and radiated throughout the rest of her body. A week after enduring this agony, the pain was finally gone.

Jenny slowly started to thrust until Adelyn moaned, "No." She slowed her hips, whining in frustration until the other creature whispered. "Don't go slow. Fassssht. Fasssshterrrr, pleeasssh."

Both creatures squeaked as Jenny sped up her pace. She knew she wouldn't last long, but she didn't need to, just as she knew there would be no break for either of them. Jenny would come inside her mate, and then her mate would return the favor. Jenny only wished she could feel herself being fucked even as she was fucking. She squealed in surprise as it almost felt like her prayers were being answered as something started to thrust itself into her own monstrous cunt.

No, not into. Out of. The first of dozens, hundreds, thousands of eggs slid from Jenny's depths, each one causing the rush of an individual orgasm as it passed her lips. She couldn't wait for Adelyn to feel this. She'd feel it soon enough.

"I love you," Jenny whispered into Adelyn's large ears as they both came. Her voice was eerily human. She didn't know when she had started to love the creature underneath her, and she didn't care, but it was true, as true as anything in her monstrous existence was now.

"Llllove yooou ..." the other creature moaned as the first orgasm of the coming days' long mating session rolled through her misshapen body.

---

Wade had had enough of this horse shit. He wasn't sure exactly which horse shit he was referencing, but he had had enough of it nonetheless.

"Fuck this shit job," he muttered as his flashlight waved back and forth in the oppressive gloom of the sewer. "Fuck this shit job walking around in this shit tunnel in this shit water." Fifteen dollars an hour. Fifteen fucking dollars an hour wasn't enough to deal with this.

As Wade rounded the corner, he stepped onto a dry platform, or as dry as anything got in this hellhole. "Theeee fuck?" he whispered as the beam of his flashlight shone upon a mass of slimy brownish-red tubes, each the size of his forearm and so numerous that they were spilling off of the platform and into the foul water. "Guess I found the fucking source of the fucking clog."

Wade stopped still as he heard something large moving just behind him. His last thought before his head was dashed to pieces against the brick wall was that some mother fucker had dumped their pet alligator down here and now he had to deal with yet another type of horse shit. He was wrong in every part of that assumption.

The two creatures set upon the body almost immediately, tearing its flesh apart with tooth and claw. They'd fed on their own milk for long enough. It was nice to get something solid for once. Both of the monsters knew that the man's disappearance would be investigated, but they'd be long gone by then. There were enough places to hide that they'd never be found. One of the creatures paused, affectionately licking the neck of the other. The other purred in response, leaning to the other and grasping its hand in a strangely human gesture before returning to its chewing, holding each other's hand as they continued their meal. They needed their strength.

After all, it was hard work raising a family.