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-Gone Camping-

“To one full year!" The couple at the bar clinked their shot glasses together a little too aggressively, as half their shots spilled over their arms. They knocked them back with the false confidence that the rum wouldn't kick them in the morning. Suffice to say it was not their first round.

“Now look what you did now ye' chowderhead," Ari's thick Boston accent caused his smile to stick to one side of his mouth while taking his girlfriends soaked hand. “You spilled it. That shit aint' cheap ya know, but let me help you with that." He winked. He leaned in and kissed her hand tenderly and started to work is way up her arm. Her skin was flushed pink from the previous drinks, giving her white cheeks a warm blush.

“Oh? Mr. Casanova, over here?" Amoreena's gruff voice matched her getup perfectly. She wore her favorite band tee with one of her man's oversized, flannel shirts wrapped around her midriff. The drinks had her too hot to keep it on and Ari was kissing up her exposed, and toned arm. Her dark brown hair was short and cropped leaving her stud earrings to gleam in the low light of the bar. Her jeans were torn and showed the strong thighs she had hidden beneath them.

“Taking tips from, Gomez Addams, you big brute?" Amoreena chuckled out as Ari continued up her arm. Ari couldn't help but smile. He loved being bigger than his strong girl. He was built like a strong man, and just as tall at six foot three. His Hispanic blood made his skin a beautiful tawny and kept his hair thick and dark. He had his dark locks slicked back tonight, though the liquor caused a few stray hairs to break away from the fray. He wore thick carpenter's jeans and the matching concert tee from their first date.

“Maybe." The twenty nine year old Bostonian said into Amoreena's arm as he continued his way up. “What's it to ya?"

“Well…" Amoreena gave a mischievous grin and hooked her sneaker onto one of the rungs of Ari's bar stool. With fluid ease, and a badass smirk, she pulled herself closer to Ari to let him keep going up her arm. “Does that make me your, Morticia?"

“And what if it does?" Ari smirked as he dragged his lips across her collar bone before kissing her neck tenderly.

“I'd say it's a good start." Amoreena moved her foot up and down Ari's leg. “Though, you'll have to have bigger balls to fill that romantic's shoes."

“You got enough balls for the both of us." Ari chuckled and kissed his girl on the cheek.

“Damn right I do!" Amoreena smirked and flagged down the bartender. “Next shot is for my big lady balls!"

“You're such a goof!" Ari chuckled and retreated to his seat, but not before wrapping his arm around Amoreena's shoulder.

“And you're a fool," Amoreena smirked, knowing exactly where this conversation was going.

“Yeah? A fool for you maybe." Ari gave her another pec on the cheek. “You all ready for our romantic getaway?"

“Damn straight," she answered. “Are you ready to keep up with me in the woods? I was practically leading the eagle scouts back in the day. Those boys couldn't pitch a tent worth shit without me."

“I'm sure they were all pitching tents with you around," Ari bounced his eyebrows a couple times to emphasize his joke. “And I can keep up with you and your old bones." Ari prodded. Amoreena rolled her eyes and shrugged him off her shoulder.

“I'm a year older than you, and wiser, so watch yourself."

“Yes mam, scout leader mam!" Ari mocked with a fake scout salute.

“You're saluting with the wrong hand." Amoreena corrected. “Here, like this." She lifted her hand and flipped him the bird and a cocky grin.

The bunny bartender came back with another round of shots. She placed them in front of the human couple and Ari slid the bunny cash and a generous a tip. The two of them lifted their shots and got ready to cheers again.

“Don't spill this time," Ari joked. Amoreena decided to ignore his comment and lifted her glass.

“To my big ol' lady balls."

“Cheers to that!" Ari clinked his glass against hers. They downed their drink and put their glasses rim-down on the bar.

“Okay," Amoreena cracked her knuckles and neck. “I got to piss and then we can blow this joint."

“I got a joint you can blow," Ari plucked the low hanging fruit off that tree. Amoreena just gave him a gentle punch to the shoulder.

“What happened to Gomez?" She asked pointedly.

“What happened to Morticia?" Ari shot back.

“It's her job to torture her husband," Amoreena retorted and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.

“Oh, I'm your husband now?"

“I don't know? Did you feel a ring when I punched you?" Amoreena left it at that and turned down the hall.

With the way the bar worked patrons had to go out into the alley behind the bar where the bathrooms for customers were. It was a small caged alley and makeshift patio, but with how brisk the nights were getting, no one wanted to be outside. Amoreena went to the bathroom and was about to go back into the bar, but something caught her eye. It was a truck, parked on the other end of the alley beyond the fence. The van looked to be an ice cream truck painted black.

Had Amoreena been more sober, she might have noticed the diplomatic plates or the government insignias on the sides. It was just dark enough to miss and she was just buzzed enough to not take notice.

Amoreena's palms itched as a sly grin played across her face. She had been eating nothing but bar pretzels and peanuts for the past hour. She wanted something substantial, and she wasn't above sneaking a snack from a food truck. She went over to the fence and pushed the chain link in the corner she knew was loose. It rattled and scraped before letting her out into the other side of the alley. The back door of the truck had been left open. There must have been some sort of inventory being taken.

Our little thief decided to be as sneaky as her drunken mind would allow, walking heal to toe and keeping her arms wide. Had she a single grain of sense more, she would have seen how suspicious she was, but that's how all the burglars in black and white stripes would walk in TV shows, right? It had to be for some secretly stealthy reason.

There she was, right next to the “food truck" and ready to pick her heart's desire of the boxes. One in particular looked promising. It had been opened before so she didn't need a box cutter or knife. She opened it and inside were plastic jars of gummies.

“Oh shiiiiiiiiiit!" Amoreena said under her breath as she realized, incorrectly, this was an edibles food truck that went around selling THC delights.

“Fucking Score Dude!" She whispered to herself as she took one of the jars before hiding it in one of the pockets of the flannel shirt she had wrapped around her waist. With all the talent and stealth of a newly born fawn clad in sleigh bells, Amoreena snuck her way back behind the fence before darting back inside the bar. It's really the guard's fault at this point for not paying attention.

“I was about to check if you fell in." Despite Ari's jab, his eyes lit up when he saw his girl.

“We got to go." Amoreena smiled and put a finger to her lips while taking her boyfriend's meaty hand and guiding him to the door.

“I mean, weren't we just leaving anyway?"

“We got to go now." Amoreena stifled a giggle as she guided her boyfriend out of the bar and into the night. This camping trip was going to be the shit!

She was correct in that regard, but not for the reasons she thought. It would end up being a trip that would change their lives forever. An experience that would bond the two closer than any ring or vow. This was going to be, to put it frankly, life changing.

***

“I don't really feel anything yet." Amoreena sighed. The two had settled in for a nice romantic night under the stars. Getting the campsite set up was easy enough. They were lying on a blanket with a log behind them for support. Before them a powerful campfire was contained by a ring of rocks. Its lapping flames bathed the two in its amber glow and abated the chilling cold of the night.

“That's what they all say just before it hits," Ari pulled his girl closer. Her smaller frame fit perfectly in the crook of his arm. The two could hardly wait to try the gummies they had stolen. The packaging was pretty vague. It was mainly a bunch of medical jargon that meant nothing to the couple. Had they any sense, the two would have left it at that. They had no idea what they were getting into, but they leaped past the point of no return by feeding each other a gummy without a second thought.

“Maybe I should keep saying it then. Maybe these things will kick in faster." Amoreena smiled and leaned into her man, a hand coming to rest on his chest to gently rub it.

“Why waste your breath on that?" Ari brushed his thumb tenderly against his girl's cheek. “It'll happen, Kitten. Let's just enjoy each other's company for now."

“You really are trying to be suave, aren't you?" Amoreena made it sound like a complaint, but she also didn't pull away. On the contrary, she leaned in further, her legs pressed up against Ari's as he cradled her into his side.

“Yeah, of course. It's our anniversary getaway. If I can't talk sweet to you now, when can I, huh?" Ari's Brooklyn accent was thick, and sometimes came across as crass, but Amoreena knew what Ari sounded like when he was angry or joking. He was trying to be sincere and that's what mattered. “Is it working?" Ari asked.

“You tell me." Amoreena's hand slid down from Ari's chest and brushed over the man's thick thigh. Those were the thighs of a man that could crush a melon between them. Many a night Amoreena enjoyed the overwhelming strength her man had. She was jealous at how much muscle he seemed to effortlessly pack on, while she needed to work overtime just to get the same results. She needed him to be that way though. She would take control whenever she could, but Ari always managed to pin her in the best of ways. She never really knew a man who could do that until she met Ari. He was sweet and tender, in his own way, and he somehow knew exactly what she wanted when she needed it.

“I'd say it's workin', Kitten." He smirked and leaned in to give a light kiss on his girl's forehead. Before he could make contact though, Amoreena shifted her stance, pushing herself up to press her lips against his. Amoreena pressed on and kept the kiss going, her lips parting just enough to tell Ari to take control, emphasis on the take. She loved the struggle for dominance, and didn't care to be the loser. With Ari, it was always winning no matter the result, and the result was the same every time.

Ari was always “gentle" with Amoreena, but that's because he always needed to be with his previous girls. There was many a night he wanted to go all out, but had to hold back because they were fragile. Not Amoreena. She was a beast! He knew she could take it, but there was always a level of discomfort he didn't want his girl to be in. The bruises of their lovemaking always made him feel dirty, so he still held back, as best he could.

Right now though, he was going to take the easy win Amoreena had laid out for him. He was the one who set the atmosphere after all. Chopping wood and building a fire pit while she fished them their meal. Ari cooked it for them and rolled out the blanket for a nice evening dinner, and now they were going for dessert.

Ari's tongue dove into his girl's mouth, easily filling it up as they made out tenderly at first, and Amoreena made sure to push things along. Without breaking the kiss, she lifted herself up and straddled over Ari's lap, her legs pressed into his hips as she made out with her man. Their tongues twisted around each other as their lips smacked, each diving for more with each movement. Everything they did was to delve more into each other. The only time Amoreena broke her kiss was to peel her shirt off, leaving herself in nothing but a bra and her jeans. Ari was going to do the same, but Amoreena didn't give him time. She was already on him, her lips pressed against his and meshing away.

Ari gripped Amoreena's hips and was grinding up against her as they made out, but Amoreena had other plans. She took Ari's meaty arms and guided his hands to the back of her bra. Ari smiled into the kiss at Amoreena's not-so-subtle hint. He undid her bra effortlessly, the fabric's straps flying away from Amoreena's back, but pinning it between their chests as she refused to let the kiss go.

Ari knew Amoreena wouldn't let up, so he lost himself in the moment. His large hands tenderly traced the lines of Amoreena's back. His palms pressed her into him, keeping her pinned to his chest as they made out like horny teenagers at a party they weren't supposed to be at. Ari ground his swelling bulge up against his girl, and she ground back down, teasing his arousal with the warmth between her legs. Her strong thighs flexed and pressed herself against her man, not letting up for a second. When Ari finally broke away from the voracious lip lock, he hardly had time to utter a full thought.

“Tent?" He managed to get out before Amoreena was back on him. She got the idea and stopped for a moment, pulling away to look down at her man. Her bra fell to expose her breasts. From Ari's perspective he was looking up at a gladiator, a confidant warrior who was storming a castle. The wind fluttered her hair and wafted the smell of her sweat mixed with the smoke from the fire. Her white skin glowed in the firelight and caught the beads of sweat like teardrops of dusk. Her dancing shadow she cast was large and looming, and had Ari been an enemy and not an ally, he would fear for more than just is life.

“No, right here. Right now." She practically ordered. She gripped his shirt and helped him take it off. It seemed a little difficult to do with the angle, and caught on his nipple piercings, but there was more at play than the call of nature's warm embrace. With an angry toss of that shirt, Amoreena was back with her man. Her lips pressed against him with a burning hunger. Ari's neatly trimmed chest hair added another layer of warmth to Amoreena as she inclined against him. She pressed her lips against Ari as her hands went down to his pants. In her position, it wasn't easy, but she managed to reach the button of his jeans and undid them, Ari's arousal did the rest.

Ari's bulge forced the zipper down, his boxers tenting with his large Latin length. The tip of his spire was soaked through with his pre. The strand stuck between his tip and his jeans was quickly severed, but replaced with Amoreena's warm hips as she pressed down. This was Amoreena's favorite part. How long could she tease her man before he snapped? How much pleasure could she tease out of him before he flipped the script on her? She loved the game, the anticipation of him going from tender lover to starved beast. She might be aggressive in her teasing, but it was all the more challenge for Ari to resist before the chains broke and he was set off leash.

Ari's hands rolled up Amoreena's sides, his warm palms causing goosebumps to ripple Amoreena's skin before going up to her breasts. With the cold air and the heated passion, Amoreena's nips were hard. He tenderly cupped them and tweaked her sensitive nipples. She bit his lip in response and he couldn't help but smile and continue to message those sensitive love pillows.

Amoreena wasn't going to be outdone and broke the kiss, a wicked grin on her face as she lifted herself up and arched her back. She conceded her breasts into the very capable hands of her lover, but it was simply so she could reposition herself. They had taken their shoes and socks off before lying down next to the fire to keep their feet warm, now she used her new position to slide her feet under the hem of those, formerly baggy, boxers.

It was Ari's time to shudder as Amoreena's toes played with the head of her man's cock. The slick pre he was oozing out was more than enough for Amoreena's plan.

“What's wrong big guy?" Amoreena smiled and bit her lip as Ari's hands slowed their tender message and gripped her tits in pleasure. It was slightly painful, but the heat between her legs was getting wetter by the second. It was the first sign of him losing control, and she was going to press all his buttons.

“F-F-Fuck Kitten…" Ari trailed off and started to grind his hips up into her feet, her slick toes playing with his sensitive glands.

“What?" Amoreena feigned ignorance as she slipped her feet down a little more while steadying herself on Ari's shoulders. “Cat got your tongue?" she licked her lips as she continued to please her man.

Ari would call it anything but “pleasing" him. Amoreena would torture him until she got what she wanted, but he wasn't going to let her win so quickly if he could help it. He leaned up, adjusting himself slowly to not only have Amoreena slip down further on his seven inches, but also so he could wrap his lips around those tits. With one hand, he messaged one with his thumb, playing with the nipple and tracing circles and lightly flicking it. With his tongue, he lulled over the other. Her skin was cool to the touch, so he knew his tongue must be blazing hot against her exposed breast. It had the reaction he wanted as Amoreena's feet dipped deeper into his boxers, slicking up his length and stroking them maddeningly slow, but at least more of him was wrapped in her warm feet.

Ari felt Amoreena's feet slip deeper into his boxers, the head of his pipe sticking out of the elastic as she stroked over those sensitive glands with her slick digits. Ari felt Amoreena's toes slip down further and further and enveloping his entire length.

“Fuck Kitten! What're you doin' to me? I feel like I'm on fire." Ari moaned. Amoreena gave a little smirk. He was about to crack, and she knew it. She decided to really lay it on thick. She slid her feet up and down his length, her soft soles silky and well kempt. She gyrated her feet over that length, but found it more and more difficult to do so. Things were getting tighter in those boxers for some reason, and it wasn't because Ari's dick was so hard. He had long since flopped out of his pants when she was teasing him, but the elastic of that damn waistband was digging into the sides of her feet.

“Fuck," Amoreena cursed in frustration. She broke her concentration to grip the boxers and push them down so she could get her feet out.

“What's wrong, you okay?" Ari asked a bit concerned, his eyes fogged over with pleasure.

“It's fine babe, just your boxers were digging into me really bad-" Amoreena was cut off as Ari flipped her on her back. He pinned her there, the fire catching in her eyes as Ari looked down at her.

“You got to pay attention, babe," Ari said with a sly smirk. He leaned in and kissed her deeply. He broke away breathless. “You can't let your guard down out here so easy."

“Oh, really?" She had her own grin playing across her face. Ari was a bit confused, but then he felt it. Amoreena's feet had gone up to play with his length. Ari threw his head back and groaned. A deep guttural groan of a beast in pleasure. He didn't care if anyone else was camping, nor if any fishing boat were to sail by their spot. He just wanted to be with his girl.

Amoreena was having fun as Ari lifted himself up, just enough to take off his pants. As Ari was wrestling with them and kicking them off of their blanket, Amoreena felt a twinge of pleasure in a place she normally didn't. It wasn't bad, it was just unexpected. It was deep in the bones of her feet, and she realized Ari's dick and balls fit between her soles. That wasn't normal. She felt that pleasure again as her bones groaned and snapped, lengthening and taking in more of her man's dick between them.

“Ari! Holy shit! Look!"

Ari tensed, thinking they were spotted or something, but when he looked down, he saw his girl gesturing to her feet with her eyes. He got up on his knees, not daring to remove his dick from those soles. As if on cue, Amoreena moaned and her toes flexed, the muscle between them tensing and reaching out further as her toes were now in his pubic hair and her soles were still wrapping around his dick.

The sane reaction would be to stop and figure out what was going on, but Ari was far too gone for that as he watched those feet flex, stretch and grip more of his dick. His cock throbbed and he realized it was pulsing a little larger with each twitch.

Ari didn't waste any time tearing off Amoreena's remaining clothes, discarding them in the pile of forgotten barriers of decency they had crossed. He looked down at her beautiful body and couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amoreena's muscles were flexing, pulsing, stretching, and filling out all over her body. Her toned muscle was starting to get definition and swell; her powerful legs lengthened and gained definition. Ari realized that he was looking further and further down at Amoreena.

Ari lifted an arm, flexing it to see it pulse and rise higher, a thick vein rolling over it and pulsing pure power into his bicep. He groaned and his cock throbbed larger. He couldn't take it anymore. This was too hot for him to control. He gripped Amoreena by the ankles and forced her legs up by his shoulders. He pressed his throbbing member against Amoreena's sex and moaned as he entered. Amoreena arched her back to get Ari to go in deeper and faster.

Ari thrusted in that sexy silk, and it was as slick as it always was. Amoreena was always good to go, especially when Ari was around. He thrusted deep, bottoming out with a grunt. He felt pre ooze out of his tip against her depths as he pulsed larger.

“Fuck Ari! What's happening?"

“Who fucking cares! You're hot as hell! I need you!" Ari slammed his hips forward. He wasn't holding back anymore. Amoreena couldn't resist, and she wanted every bit he could give her. As pleasure bloomed in her depths she also abandoned any sense of decency and rational thought.

“Fuck yeah, Ari! Fuck me!" Amoreena flexed, her love tunnel getting tighter as she lifted her legs and pressed her feet into Ari's face; filling his nose with the gentle smell of vanilla from her lotion.

“Fuck Yes!" Ari moaned as he slapped his thighs against his mate's. His hamstrings showed up in stark definition, and only kept getting denser by the second as they elongated, grew, and swelled with power. The two had already grown half a foot and weren't showing any signs of stopping. If anything they were growing faster! The more they fucked, the more pleasure they wrung out of each other, the more fantastical their transformation became.

Ari felt his feet digging into the sand of the beach as he adjusted his stance. The grains of sand dug into more and more of his feet as they widened, and then dug deeper with his growing weight. Amoreena felt her head scrape past the blanket and onto the beach, the blanket shrinking against her back. It felt like Ari was fucking her full of strength, each beat of his hips against hers sent another wave of growth and power through her, tingling up her spine and radiating over her skin. Ari was in pure bliss, hammering away, his slick dick causing their shared sex to squirt out of that tightening hole. That love tunnel was getting tighter by the second and almost hindering Ari. Tighter and tighter until…

“Fuck!" Ari slipped out of Amoreena. He snarled, gnashing his teeth at the feeling of the night air against his swelling bitch breaker. He thrusted forward between Amoreena's thighs as he licked over Amoreena's soles, feeling them expand against his tongue only to for his tongue expand in kind.

Ari, in his sex drunken state, gripped the base of his cock, thrilled at how it pulsed against his grip and forced his hand to open wider to adjust to its girth. He thrusted it home. Amoreena normally would have been upset at having sudden anal, but there was something different about this. Their bodies weren't made to feel pain anymore, just pleasure. Amoreena felt Ari's slickened dick dive deeper inside of her and find depths she didn't even know she had. She looked up at her man, easily had to be eight feet tall and his chest sculpted with muscle. His pecs bounced with each thrust, his pierced nips glistening in the firelight. His abs crunched, the soft layer of fat that used to be there had long since melted away leaving him with a massive six pack that swelled with definition with every thrust.

Amoreena came, her legs twitching and toes pressing into Ari's face. Ari licked over those toes as they twitched, their silent way of telling Ari he's fucking her right. She squirted her juices all over their chests, each time Ari's hips smacked against her, the flow would restart as she was in a constant state of orgasm. Ari felt her pleasure wetting the space between them and he opened his eyes. Below him was an entirely different person.

Amoreena's tits were larger, but not because of them growing in size. Her pecs had swollen, the breast tissue all but vanishing as her powerful muscles rippled over her chest. Despite them no longer being breasts, they leaked milk, squirting out of her as she came. Her abs swelled and ballooned out, each one flexing and expanding like a coble rode forged out of flesh. Her jaw became sharper and as she threw her head back she moaned, her voice going deeper in tone. A powerful Adam's apple formed as she was constantly forced to orgasm. Amoreena's fingers were playing with her clit. Her hands were always more muscular, but now they were thick and corded with strength, her nails long and menacing.

As her orgasm subsided, she pulled her fingers away, but shortly after she did, her folds tightened back up and then some. Her folds disappeared into each other before swelling back out, her clit elongating and thickening with each of Ari's thrusts. Her folds swelled and formed two growing nuts as her clit continued to expand and swell into a proud spire of manhood. Deep inside her, her womb shifted into a bundle of nerves and muscle. She knew the exact moment she became a man, because she had never had a magic love button in her ass until just then. Her prostate was hyper sensitive, more sensitive than any cunt known to this world. It took all those nerve endings and tissue and formed them into the most powerful and sensitive prostate that Ari was now slamming into with abandon.

Ari's arms flexed, drawing his now boyfriend close. It didn't matter if he was straight or gay or bi. What mattered was that Amoreena was his mate, and he was never going to let him go. Ari came, HARD. His dick unleashed a thick torrent of cum that was audible. The sound of balls churning and cum squelching could be heard as he bred his boyfriend's ass. He thrust, the sound echoing through the forest as he fucked through his orgasm. His thick pecs rippled with power and he felt them flex and squirt milk, the feeling like getting his dick sucked on his chest as the pleasure sensors were enhanced tenfold.

He pressed his face into his feet and made out with them. Their soft soles becoming rough. He thought it might have been from some sort of “weight lifting" but that didn't make sense. Had he opened his eyes, he would have seen the soles of her feet and toes darkening as pads formed. Still oblivious, he made out with them through his orgasm and huffing the smell of vanilla and sex. He couldn't contain himself.

As Ari came, Amoreena became painfully aware of an aching in her ass. Not “pain" as mortals knew it, but more of a deep need.

“More…" she murred. Ari hadn't even finished his orgasm when Amoreena used his new enhanced strength to push up and pin Ari. Amoreena growled, his body like that of a seasoned body builder, he snarled as more power pulsed through him, a beard forming on his angled jaw before going further down his body. He became hairy, then furry!

“I don't think we're done yet Ari," he rumbled. Amoreena's voice caused the earth to shake as his jaw snapped and elongated. “I refuse to let it end here." He threw his head back and roared. His final transformation was simply explosive! His nails darkened into menacing claws that could rend trees to chips. His gut expanded, bricking up with muscle to form a perfect, round muscle gut. His hair haloed his head as his face contorted, his nose becoming flat before jutting out. Amoreena let out a menacing roar, his now deeper voice augmented by the reality of what he was. He was a lion. He snapped his neck, his delts showing their definition as he did so and shaking his mane. He had to be just over seven feet tall. He grinned.

Ari knew his old self would have wanted to stop and assess, but during the transformation, not only did his muscles become bigger, but his dominance had as well.

“We certainly aren't, Tomcat." Ari agreed while seamlessly changing Amoreena's pet name from Kitten to Tomcat. His dick was still pulsing inside that sculpted ass, and though the flow was slowing down, the orgasmic energy wasn't. It pulsed and rolled down his dick, pooled in his nuts, before shooting up his spine.

“Oh Fuck!" Ari was, by all definition, a muscle titan. He had definition and striations rolling over his muscles, but it wasn't enough! He wanted…

“More…" He growled and roared. Amoreena chuckled, the great lion loving the growing beast of a mate beneath him. He rode his hips back and forth, the dick in his ass messaging that love button wonderfully as it expanded, grew, and forced that button down more with its girth. Every time it did, he would reward Ari by using his feet to message those aching, augmented balls. His claws and pads keeping those nuts happy as they continued to evolve.

Ari was thrusting up into that ass, his heels digging in deep into the earth as they expanded, cracked, and elongated. Those nuts of his were expanding too, growing more potent and virile with every pulse and twitch, surpassing the size of grapefruits. Fur ran over his skin, smoothing out some of the crazy definition of his muscles as they angrily grew bigger and stronger. His nose started to change pink and blunt, his body getting longer, and his stomach becoming a washboard eight pack. He had the perfect Adonis build, and molted fur of white, cream, and brown blotched all over his skin. His teeth became razor sharp and pointed. His ears pulled back as his nose jutted forward into a strong muzzle.

“Oh fuck, oh god," Amoreena didn't know how to process everything. He had never had a prostate before, and no one had one like him either. It was surging torrents of pleasure through him as he “rode" out Ari's growth. He felt the sensations evolve as barbs formed on Ari's dick, his own feline traits coming in as he continued his metamorphosis. Amoreena leaned in and licked over Ari's pierced nips, his rough feline tongue flicking over those massive shelf-like pecs and suckling the milk that constantly dribbled out of them.

Ari let out a cry of pleasure, his bones cracking and muscles building up for one final push of power. He felt it like a lock clicking into place as he reached his pique. His thighs were just as wide as his shoulders with how much size they had, and his shoulders were wide to begin with. He was massive in every sense of the word. He was over nine feet tall and had easily a ton of muscle.

“Aren't you the sexiest ferret?" Amoreena growled, rocking back and forth on that monster cock inside him, his pads on his toes rolling those nuts with expert control. Ari felt his heart throb and his dick lengthen one last time inside his mate.

“I'm the sexiest ferret alive, Tomcat! And I'm all yours," Ari's voice was even deeper than Amoreena's. To call Amoreena's voice deep was almost laughable when compared to Ari's. He smirked and gripped his mate's ass, his massive fingers and claws digging into that stone like flesh. “And you're all mine!"

“Fuck yeah I am! Fuck that ass Ari!" Amoreena planted her muscular feet on either side of Ari, their pitiful campfire forgotten as the two slammed away, the sound echoing for miles as they made passionate, loud love. The only heat they would need from now on was each other.

Ari used his previous nut as lube, the thick spire keeping slick as their accumulative juices slicked their sex. Ari thrusted up into his mate, that muscle gut staying a solid brick house as he rammed up into it. Amoreena bounced against those thrusts as best he could, but the strength in her mate's legs was enough to grind boulders to dust, and the power of those arms was enough to uproot trees. Ari was in control, and Amoreena wanted nothing more than to be railed by his titan boyfriend.

Amoreena gripped his cock and stroked it, a new explosion of power shot into his balls and up his spine. He used the leaking milk from his own pecks to slick his dick, each barb like a pleasure switch. Every time they were pulled back or played with, orgasms rolled down that rod.

Ari was thrusting away at that hole. It gripped his dick beautifully and milked him for all he was worth. He wasn't going to hold back, never again! His mate could take it, take it all and with extreme pleasure. His dick had to be over a foot long and that ass fit him like a glove. An impossibly tight and silky, fucking glove!

“OH fuck, I don't know how long I can last Ari!" Amoreena moaned, stroking his foot long destroyer. “You're hitting me so fucking good. Don't stop!"

Ari snarled and gripped Amoreena and forced him against his chest, never once stopping his fucking.

“Suck my tits! Now!" Ari didn't have time, nor wanted to take the time to explain why, and Amoreena wasn't going to deny his mate that pleasure. He latched on, his new muzzle lined with sharp teeth that nibbled and tugged on those nipple piercings. They somehow grew with Ari, but they weren't questioning it as milk dribbled down Amoreena's chin while he flicked those piercings to twist and tweak his man over the edge. Ari was in primal bliss. His pecs tingled and rippled with a static pleasure. It was like mini orgasms with each flick or suckle of those nips, and every drop of milk that was nursed out was like a rolling orgasm you tried to hold back. It was too much. His mate was too hot, his ass was too tight, his tongue was too talented, and his physique was too sexy!

“Fucking take it! Every. Fucking. DROP!" Ari slammed his hips as his dominance and pleasure overflowed. He unleashed a thick torrent of cum deep into his mate and lover's ass. Those potent balls audibly churned as they drew up to dump their load deep inside Amoreena.

Amoreena lost it. He roared in ecstasy as his new massive grapefruit sized nuts blasted their first load between their chests, adding to the mess he had left with his fem cum only moments before.

It lasted for minutes. They fucked through their orgasm as they rolled in pure bliss. Gallons of cum flooded the beach as they rolled around, making out and leaving mating bites on each other. Every time they thought they were done, they kept going harder than before.

Finally, as the sun was starting to come up, the two had enough. Their crazy desires having been sated, for now. They flopped down on their now ruined campsite. If you were a forager, you'd expect a sleuth of bears had come through, fucked, and tore the camp to shreds. Currently they were lying on the ruined remains of their tent. One of Ari's arms were behind his head to prop it up while the other cradled his mate, palm on his sculpted ass while Amoreena rested his head on his mates pecs.

“Hey, Ari?" Amoreena said, dozing between the waking world and sleep.

“Yeah, Tomcat?" Amoreena shuddered at his new pet name.

“Don't make me horny. I'm too tired."

“Sorry baby. What's up?"

“What comes next for us?"

Ari had to think about that for a long time. All the while he was stroking Amoreena's back to comfort him.

“We've come this far in just one year. I say, we keep doing what we're doing, and there won't be no limits to what we can do, or where we can go. I love you, Tomcat."

“I said don't make me horny," Amoreena purred before resting his hand on Ari's monolithic sixteen inch dick. “Or I'll do the same to you."

“Don't worry. I won't do it no more tonight…today? I don't know. Whatever it is."

“It's our anniversary." Amoreena chuckled. “Who cares what time of day. We're together. That's all that matters."

“True. Very true…Tomcat." Ari chuckled.

“I love you too, you big fool."

“Only for you," he finished their saying as they had many times before.

The two beasts fell into each other's arms and let the world fade away. The logistics of getting home and starting a new life as anthros would have to wait until they got back. For now, they were gone camping.