Genderbent Rhinoceros Blues [1]
With Darwin's class becoming too male-prominent, the owl professor declares that at the end of the week one of the boys in the class will be turned into a GIRL. Every guy in the class is terrified of becoming a girl, but who will be the (un)lucky man?
With his time as a man possibly reaching its end, Bryce the rhino decides to have one last night of pleasure!
This is part one in a gender TF story, a fetish I haven't touched on too much.
I didn't mean for this story to take so long but I loved writing all the sex that Bryce and Phina were having and indulged in some primal rhino/lioness loving!
Posted using PostyBirb
_It was a week ago when Darwin the owl came into the classroom and turned everyone into an animal. Not only were the students transformed but they were transported into a magical animal college in an alien plane of reality!
The students have gotten used to their new forms, home, and lives, but the world still had plenty of surprises to show them..._
It was an awkward moment for Inigo: standing up in front of the class and being the new kid that had to introduce himself and explain himself. It was an embarassment he was familiar with. When his family moved across the country, he had to do the same to his 3rd grade class. And again when he transferred schools in the 7th grade. In those incidents, he was a human and so were the classmates he introduced himself too. Now, he was a humanoid kangaroo and his class was an assortment of animals, most of them former humans like himself.
His new professor, Darwin the owl, sat behind her desk, her scaly feet kicked up on the top. She laid out a feathery hand at him, "Go ahead. Tell them how you got to this realm."
Inigo rubbed his hands together nervously. He felt obligated to keep his eyes up at the classroom even if he wanted to look away. Behind eyeglasses he looked out at the curious crowd of humanoids of mixed sizes. He cleared his throat.
"I was shopping at a grocery store," he said, "and I couldn't find my way around. The roof started to twist and bend and the rows turned and folded into each other like a labyrinth."
The students held onto his every word. They were all transformed personally by the owl teacher that sat down in front of them.
Inigo continued, "I felt pretty weird and then I realized I had been turned into a kangaroo. I found a mirror in the aisles and saw my reflection." He patted his kangaroo snout.
"Must have been shocking," said Darwin.
Inigo cringed, rubbing the back of his neck, "I needed a new pair of pants... which I found on a rack on my way out of the place."
There were some snickers but most people in the class could relate.
Darwin jiggled her torso, "And what happened then? Did the world around you change too?"
"When I left that store," said Inigo, "it wasn't the same place anymore. It's wasn't my town, it was a very foresty world!"
Darwin nodded with a self-satisfied smile, "You were caught up in a dimensional shift! Those appear naturally and they take people between worlds..." she took her feet off the desk and sat up, "Like from yours to this one."
"I was discovered by a group of campers," said Inigo. He curled a slight smile, "Zoomans, like you. They got me used to this realm. They took care of me."
Darwin snerked, "And you took care of them." She turned to the class, "My friend Leafie is one of the campers he met. She tells me that he was quite the lovemaker! And that he's quite endowed!" She turned back to Inigo, "Go on. Show the class your trouser snake."
Inigo chuckled nervously, "I... I don't think that's necess-"
Darwin grew impatient and lifted a finger towards Inigo. A beam of light fired out and collided with the kangaroo. In an instant, his clothes were gone, revealing his naked body. The golden brown fur that covered his body was sleek, he was decently cut with stone-slab pecs, and his penis hung down long fronting two large balls.
"Ah!" screamed Inigo, covering his crotch.
Many in the crowd wooed the kangaroo. He had a large penis indeed!
Darwin clapped, "There's no need to be shy! Show off that johnson! Strut your stuff while you walk to your seat!"
Inigo excused himself and waddled himself towards his seat. He took two hands to cover his body, but it was no use hiding that massive schlong. He passed students and those looking at him from behind could see those balls dangling from his center.
He chuckled nervously, sliding himself into an empty seat on the side of the class. All eyes were on him and he blushed uncontrollaby. There were some chuckles at his expense but mostly people were intrigued by the roo's attractive body.
Darwin thought for a moment, though. She got up and quietly screened the classroom. The students looked back in confusion. What was she thinking?
"Now that we have a new male student," said Darwin, "I worry that this classroom is becoming too male inclined. At the end of the week I'm turning one of the boys here into a girl- chosen at random."
She said it so casually that most of them didn't realize what that meant. Then it dawned on them what that would entail.
Bryce leaned back in his seat, fingers clamped on the front of his desk, "Turning a guy... into a chick?"
Being that he was a larger fellow, Bryce was seated towards the back. He was a rhino with tough gray skin. He dressed his large body with a dingy white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
A panic and murmur arose in the class. Everyone was concerned. Students whispered to one another. A voice rose above the rest, "She couldn't seriously do that?"
It was loud enough for Darwin to hear. She stepped forward, "But of course! I turned you all from humans into zoomans." She waved around the room, looking at her class of about forty humanoid animals big and small, "How much of a stretch would it be to give your forms a little more or a little less of something?"
She walked up and patted a male panda student on his chest. He squealed and clutched his chest, worried that breasts were going to spontaneously going to grow there.
"This is a school based on transformation!" said Darwin, "Many of you have learned you live with your new animal bodies and at the end of this week," she eyed across the class, "a male student will learn to live with her new form."
The males across the classroom were worried. Bryce gripped his desk tightly, gulping. He looked across the room and counted the amount of males in Darwin's class. What were the chances that he'd be chosen?
The class left the room with an anxious energy. Some students couldn't even believe it. It was too absurd to consider: a boy being turned into a girl? What would that be like? Would they have to throw away all their clothes?
Many of them had questions but no answers. It sent so many boys in the class into an emotional spiral: they didn't know so they worried and then they wondered about more things that they didn't know about so they worried further.
Everyone went back to their dorms, including Bryce. He wasn't in the mood to chat with the others about it, even if he was thinking about it.
In fact, that was the undercurrent in everything they did over the week. When Darwin had them do digging practice the next day, they were thinking about the genderswap. When they went back to their dorms to watch some TV, they were thinking of the genderswap. Even when they ate their dinners away from Darwin, they were thinking about the genderswap.
It was the evening before the genderswap and Bryce went for dinner at a restaurant located out towards the wing of the college with a lot of the professors' living quarters. It was a classy sort of place with moody lighting and metal outdoor tables on a tiled patio. It was hard to tell what was inside or out when the whole college seemed to be covered in endless canopy.
The restaurant's menu wasn't that different from anything he could get at the cafeteria but it had the unique feature of being very sex-ok. Customers were free to mate anywhere anytime they pleased although the only lewd activity that was going on at that moment was a fat ferret girl enjoying her meal in the buff.
A waiter came out to take his order and he was still getting used to ordering two meals to fuel his larger body. He didn't have the concentration to order anything fancy so he asked to get two servings of the hamburger with a side of fries. The waiter took that order and went back to the kitchen.
While he sat there, waiting for his food, in came Toby- a classmate. Toby was a black cat and was a regular sized humanoid in contrast of Bryce's seven-foot stature. Toby spotted his horned friend and waved, jogging over to the rhino's table to talk with his gray-skinned companion!
"How's it going, Bryce?" asked Toby.
"It's going," Bryce said, having trouble looking Toby in the eye and his voice shy.
"You going to stay a while longer?" asked Toby.
Bryce nodded and Toby took a chair beside him. He could see that Bryce was troubled and he knew it was the same thing troubling him: the genderswap tomorrow. It wasn't occupying Toby's mind as loudly as Bryce's but he could understand.
"The genderswap, huh?" Toby couldn't think of an elegant way to bring it up.
"Yeah..." said Bryce.
"You worried?" asked Toby.
Bryce nodded, "If someone gets turned into a girl, does that... change their behavior? Will I remember what it's like to have an erection or find girls attractive?"
"I think you would still find girls attractive, Bryce," said Toby, "with how common bisexuality is around here."
Bryce chuffed and looked downward, "Would I remember what it's like to have a cock?"
Toby smiled, "With the size you got? I think you would. That kind of thing you don't forget!"
They both giggled. Bryce looked around, confirmed nobody was seated in any tables nearby, and then reached down to his pants, unzipped, fiddled with his underwear, and let out that big rhino cock. Although flaccid, the beast flopped over the front of Bryce's pants at six inches. A large sac nestled inside his underwear.
"It's unforgettable," said Toby, playing around with his waistline, lowering his drawers, and then bringing out a cock of his own. Toby's wasn't as big as Bryce's but it was still a force to reckoned with.
The two smiled at each other as their engines began to churn. The soft festival of slaps sounded around the restaurant. Quickly, the cocks of the cat and rhino got hard and tall. They enjoyed seeing the other's passionate erection, Toby's cock lengthening to ten inches and Bryce's cock towered at thirteen.
Toby smiled letting his fangs out for show, "Do you think that Darwin is going to transform you into a girl when you got a cock that huge?"
"Do you think that Darwin's going to transform you into a girl," said Bryce, eying Toby's hard black cock, "when she wants that so bad?"
"Maybe!" said Toby, "she likes girls too and if I got transformed into one... I guess we'd be rubbing pussies together!"
Bryce smirked. He looked down at his cock then back up at Toby, "Did you...?"
Toby nodded, knowing exactly what Bryce wanted, "Yeah."
Toby pulled down his pants and kicked them off on the floor. Bryce took away his hand from his cock so that Toby had room to hoist himself up on Bryce's lap and drop his ample rump down onto Bryce's rod. They smiled at each other sportily as Bryce's cock took inside Toby's butthole.
Putting his feet on the edge of the table and gripping Bryce's pants below, Toby took the rhino rocket up his ass like he was trying to start a fire in his colon. Squealing and grunting loudly, he swayed on Bryce's lap and let the rhino guy will him with his rhino essence.
Bryce gripped Toby by the shoulder and rocked up into his feline ass. Toby's furry thighs brushed against Bryce's hard skin like a feather duster wiping against an old leather chair. Toby's kneepits cupped onto Bryce's knees with a clap that sounded like wooden blocks knocking each other.
Their speed picked up and they rutted and shook like a washing machine. Toby's erect cock flailed in front of him, the tip tapping the table. Bryce took a meaty hand and reached around to take the cock and bring order to its uncontrollable dancing. Toby's eyes flickered with tantalization when Bryce stroked his cock.
Bryce leaned his chin into Toby's shoulder, "Toby..."
Toby leaned his head back, rubbing his cheeks into the corner of Bryce's mouth, "Bryce..."
Having Toby has a sheath was a gateway to pleasure. When Toby came down on Bryce's lap, the base of his lithe spine rubbed up against Bryce's chubby belly, a collision of fleshes that made Bryce's toes tingle. Bryce took another hand and rubbed down Toby's back, each spine was a pleasure to feel.
Toby moaned and Bryce could feel Toby's base get excited, the cat's testicles shivering and flowing. Bryce's fingers quivered when they felt Toby's cum shoot up his pipe. A crackling mew groaned out of Toby and his orgasm spurt outward, splashing on the table cloth!
Bryce cuddled Toby downward and rumbled deeply. His loins flared up and he fired his load into Toby's darkspace. With soft cat asscheeks digging into the rhino's lap, Bryce released into the cat boy, huffing like a steam engine.
Toby flipped his tongue out moaning into the air and firing cum all over the table, the bench, and his and Bryce's pants. They bucked haphazardly and cum fired all over the place, mewing and rumbling with the flow of their essence escaping them. The few others in the restaurant looked over nonchalantly to watch the two boys buck!
They emptied themselves and the table was in a dirty state. Cum all over the tablecloth and the salt shaker. Cum on their pants and on the floor. There was some quiet muttering from the other customers but Bryce nor Toby could make out their words.
The lap beneath Toby's ass was sticky with cum. Bryce drained his balls and had semen all over the crotch of his pants, seeping into his fly and soaking the skin on his taint and his underwear too.
Needing helping from Bryce's big, strong arms. Toby pried himself off of Bryce, feeling his he was removing a car engine from his ass as the rhino cock slipped out and smacked down on the bench, covered in jizz. Toby sat his butt down on the seat, jizz seeping from his butthole.
Toby giggled, "Thanks!"
The cat leaned up to kiss Bryce on the mouth. Bryce giggled nervously, still feeling a little weird about having relationships with males but unable to not blush when the cat guy pecked him on the end of his snout.
The waiter came over, two plates in hand. He set the meals down and looked at the table and area. There was little judgement. He picked up the salt shaker, wiping off the cum on the bottom of his shirt, and put it down. The waiter said, "Did you want me to clean up, by anyway chance?"
The rhino cock rested warmly in Bryce's lap. He picked up a burger, "No thanks!"
The waiter nodded, put the salt shaker back in its place, and walked away to let the two boys enjoy their meal.
They finished their meal, wiped off the cum they could (most of it had dried), and left the restaurant. Night was setting in and Bryce concentrated on what he was going to do for the rest of it. It was the final night before he could have been turned into a girl, so he wanted to make it special.
He was asked to meet his friend Phina at the courtyard by the park. Phina was a lioness at 6 and a half feet so she was not hard to spot. A former human-worlder like Bryce, so was tailless like he was, although it was more noticeable with animals with prominent tails like lions. Bryce arrived at the park and saw her gorgeous figure glowing underneath a streetlight. When she saw Bryce approaching, she swooned her eyes behind pink-framed eyeglasses.
Bryce waved and the lioness approached, a wanting grin on her face. She was wearing a colorful jumper and a pair of rusty brown cigarette pants. The hem of the pants caressed the fur on the bottom of her shins. Her barefeet touched the ground and would be completely gracefully silent aside from the tiny claws clacking against the tile floor.
"Lovely night, isn't it?" said Phina, in her youthful spritely voice.
"Yeah," said Bryce.
Phina walked up, reached behind Bryce's head and planted a kiss on his rhino mouth, their tongues caressing each other for a moment before pulling away.
"How are you holding up?" asked Phina.
Bryce faked a smile for a moment before his face sank and he sighed, "I'm... pretty worried."
Phina took his arm with one hand and took his thick-fingered hand with her other. She smiled, "Let's have some fun."
They walked, out of the park center into the business district with all of the college's shops and facilities. It was a busy time after class with students and staff hustling around the district's many restaurants and hangout places.
"This last week has been weird," said Bryce, his eyes on the ground, "and things keep getting weirder."
"It's been good though, hasn't it?" asked Phina with a grin, taking Bryce's arm.
An awkward smile wiggled onto Bryce's face, "Yeah."
"It's not even just the sex," said Phina, "I feel like I know myself better now than I ever did as a human."
Bryce's smile evened out, "I know what you mean, but the sex has been so good."
"Of course it has!" said Phina. She leaned close and her eyes narrowed dreamily, "It's because you got a huge battleship!"
Bryce snickered. He looked down towards his crotch, "I've been having such good times with this thing- this... behemoth. And now it's going to be taken away and replaced with a vagina?"
"Having a vagina isn't so bad," Phina slapped the front of her pants, "speaking from experience."
Bryce huffed with a smile. He asked, "How was your day, by the way?"
Phina rubbed Bryce's hand, "They had us draw in the dirt with our hands. Real caveman shit."
"What did you draw?" asked Bryce.
"A landscape," said Phina, "Or at least... I tried to!"
"Brings you back to finger painting, huh?" joked Bryce, "Would have figured you would draw a naked dude..."
"I didn't need to be horny this afternoon, Bryce," said Phina, looking down at Bryce's crotch, "I knew I'd be plenty of horny later with your big beast at my side!"
They turned into the dorm hallway and made their way to Bryce's room. He requested his roommate step out for the evening so that he and Phina could be alone together.
"Where's your roommate?" asked Phina.
"Out for the evening," said Bryce, "so we have the whole night to ourselves!"
Phina kissed Bryce on the mouth. Bryce macked in return. They chomped their mouths and let out their tongues to waggling, carressing and sliding up and down each other. The two moaned and held each other tight.
She pulled up her jumper, suspending her kisses while her snout was covered in a multi-colored veil. Bryce helped the sweater get up and off her body, it tugging on her sizable bosom which bounced down when she got the article off. With the veil removed, they went back to kissing.
Phina gave Bryce a few courtesy humps, smacking her pantsed crotch against his. It was something to make her box tingle.
They lashed tongues at each other for a moment, then pulled away to remove their shirts. Bryce removed his shirt and Phina pulled off hers- a white one. The lionness was braless that evening, her large tits removed from their curtains, brown nipples out for everyone to see. Bryce dropped the shirt and he was topless as well, a muscular but chubby body of gray skin ready to be seen.
With their lips locked, they shuffled over to the bed- no the other one, Bryce's bed- and Phina sat down on it. Bryce went first, nearly tearing off his belt and then shoving his pants to the floor. He had so much meat packed away in those briefs. Those went down, letting out one sizable rhino cock resting over two large balls. He looked at Phina, his cock raising to attention and getting ready for mating.
Phina licked her lips and lifted up her legs, showing her soles to Bryce, alluring him in with her seductive toes. She unclipped her pants and pushed them down and Bryce reached further along her leg to tug the duds down, over her feet, and off her legs.
She clapped her legs together and lifted her panties up, unshrouding that fuzzy vagina of hers. Up the panties crawled until Bryce got hold of them and took them off her legs, tossing them on the floor. Phina was naked, aside from the glasses but she wanted those to stay on.
She held her legs up for Bryce, looking at him through the hole she made with them. She gazed at him, wantingly. Bryce took her legs and put his rock hard cock inside her, drilling and slamming her ass with the same velocity.
Her tits rocked as he smacked into her, Bryce aiming his cock upward to "pull" the ceiling of her cave upward. It felt so good to have the tip of his cock struggle against the ceiling! Phina liked it too, sometimes expecting a shove or thrust from her lover to rise her off the bed, but it never coming to that.
They moaned and breathed quickly, sharp bites of air in and out of their nostrils. Bryce held Phina's legs up perpendicular to her core, then rested them on his shoulders her ankles poking his cheeks and her heels within inches to his face. He put them forward again, then back on his body like they were levers meant for a locomotive.
Phina grabbed the sheets underneath her, gripping them for stability in the wild rhino ride. She let her mouth hang open and when a growl came zig-zagging up her diaphragm she curled her head back into the bed, closed her eyes, and growled sensually- her pitch to that of a well-used sewing machine.
She shifted her ass, rubbing it into the mattress and messying up the blankets. She pushed herself up and down the bed, feeling a smack of delight everytime her hips bumped against Bryce's waist. It caused a hiccup in her sustained growl and after the growl had subsided, the smacks shook a grunt out of her.
She let her eyes relax, her mouth hang open, and her to stare into space. She went other-wheres with sexual delight.
Bryce saw that look, that look of complete animalistic contentment, and his thrusting sped up and he let his tongue hang out and his eyes relax and tried to get in the same mood.
But he couldn't. Despite the dumb look on his face, his mind was active thinking about tomorrow. Would he be the one chosen to become a girl? Was his night with Phina going to be his last male fuckscapade?
His cock thrived in her like a bronco being weighed down by ropes, trying to be tamed. He could feel the pressure he was putting on the sides of Phina's cave wall. Would he soon know what it felt like to be catcher's mit and not the baseball bat.
He had taken up the ass a few times so there was a dance his nerves could do to help him imagine the feeling.
Phina's legs. He rubbed his hands around the calves. They looked like two fuzzy vases. He leaned over to kiss his lioness' legs.
They rutted away. Time passed and they kept up until Bryce's legs got tired. There needed to be a position change so Bryce laid on his bed while Phina straddled him. She bent her knees down his thighs and rocked back and forth.
Bryce watched the lady shift on him, the lips of her pussy washing his cock up and down to a blinding sheen. Her breasts heaved and threw around like two moons dancing in the night sky. Phina moaned and laughed, a big smile on her face. It was unrelenting joy to have Bryce's huge cock up inside her, drilling into her center. If her hindquarters were a mine, he was digging for diamonds!
Bryce's toes snatched some of the sheets and tugged on them while he grabbed the sides of the bed with his hands. The blankets had been ripped off so his big rhinoceras asscheeks were chafing against the fabric of the mattress. His balls, too. They were heavy and rocked up and down, Phina's simmering pussy excreting sex juices down onto his sack, like putting chocolate syrup on two scoops of ice cream.
Phina moaned tilting her head back, getting lost in the ecstasy of being split by a huge cock and doing nothing but riding Bryce's waist and periodically pushing up her glasses. She had her eyes closed but it was uncomfortable for them to fall down her face and plus she knew that Bryce found her very sexy like that and she agreed.
They rutted without worrying about time or what hour the clock had its hand pointed to. It was indefinite joy.
Phina got down on the bed and Bryce climbed atop of her. She stretched her legs out in a V while Bryce gunned down into her sex. He went hard and aggressive, holding on to the headboard and growling while he pummeled Phina's inner hallways with a battering ram of lust.
Phina growled and moaned. She could feel her thighs get numb with how long she hoisted her legs out, her feet twitching and toes curling. It was so overwhelming that her whole waist fell intensely warm and she didn't even feel an orgasm come on.
It swam up her nerves and exploded at her base. She felt the tickle of juices gliding down the bottom of her asscheeks before she felt her body releasing its cum. Claws out, she gripped Bryce. The roar that came over her was so wild, it took her a few tries to get her breath to release the volcanic song.
Her eyes went sharp like she was enraged and her face snarled. *ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRR!* was her testament. She roared loudly. She roared for the world to hear as if she was saying, "This is my orgasm! It is an orgasm most mighty!"
To Bryce, Phina's orgasm face, the face of a vicious lioness, was the sexiest thing in the world. He couldn't handle it. His balls fired. Inside Phina's flesh canal, Bryce's cock blasted sperm like a firehose. He roared too- his being very deep and less violent. The tingle of his sac releasing a deluge of sperm got him to roar again and again.
They roared at each other, their ferocity comparable to a machine of blades. They roared as fluids escaped them, covering their thighs, Bryce's balls, and the bed below. They quick made a puddle that splashed everytime the rhino sac slapped down against the bed.
The fur on Phina's legs got saturated with her juice and Bryce washed his with the creamy spunk. They roared, faces full of intensity, but their orgasms slowed to nothing, and their faces relaxed. Bryce caught his breath and Phina smiled.
"Very good," she said.
She lifted herself off of Bryce's cock, rain more jizz onto Bryce's lap and the bed. Bryce's cock collapsed between his legs. Phina dropped her butt between Bryce's knees and bounced down the bed. She collapsed her arms, catching her breath, smiling at the man who just came inside her.
Phina reached a leg out to rub some toes on the side of Bryce's knee, "Hey, let's get some food."
Bryce thumbed at a beer fridge in the corner, "I got some cold cuts in the fridge."
"Noooo," said Phina, placing her foot down, getting some of it in their pool of sex juices. She took a hand to Bryce's foot and massaged his instep, "I want to order some real food."
Bryce frowned, "But this could be my last night as a male!"
Phina crawled up towards Bryce, getting her hands knees in the puddle and sporting a seductive grin. She climbed over Bryce's chubby belly and dropped onto it, using her hands as pillow and her breasts resting on the rhino's lap, nipples poking his hips. She smiled, "Bryyyyyce, you need to eat. You can't have sex nonstop-- you need to refuel!"
Bryce disliked the idea but the lioness was right. He nodded.
They got up, wiping themselves off of any jizz. Phina thought of cleaning the bed too but they would dirty it up again before long, so they let their cums dry on the mattress. The clothes they had thrown off stayed where they were though- on the ground. While Phina got some drinks from the fridge, Bryce made the call getting himself three servings of chicken parmesan and two servings of roast deer with gravy.
"Actually, three," said Phina, reading a magazine by the table- still naked.
Hearing the order, Bryce told the restauranteer on the phone, "Wait, wait-- the roast deer: make it three."
Bryce ended the call. He smirked at Phina, "Three?" He looked down and patted his round belly, "I can see me eating that much, but you?"
Phina eyed up from the magazine, "I'm a big girl, Bryce." She stretched out a long and strong leg across the floor, "I can handle it."
Bryce sat down at the table with Phina, his balls resting on the cushion seat and his penis dangling down the front. When Phina retracted her leg, showing off firm thighs, Bryce took her leg gently and brought it onto his lap. He took her feet and massaged the soles. Phina moaned and put the magazine down on the table.
Bryce smiled, "Thanks again."
Phina chortled, "What? For spending the night with you?"
"Yeah," said Bryce, rubbing his thumb across her toes.
"It's my pleasure," said Phina, the after effects of pleasure throbbing in her hindquarters, "Honestly, you know how to really dick a lioness!"
Bryce chuckled, "And your vagina is amazing."
Phina looked down and stretched her other leg out, showing off her fuzzy little kitty. She took some fingers along the lips, "Thanks. Gotta say getting this girl some action this last week has been like nothing else."
"Well this is college," said Bryce, "This is the first time we really get to have sex."
Phina wiggled some toes inside Bryce's finger, "You may have forgotten, but remember now: I'm 41," she smirked, "and I've never had sex like this, human college or otherwise."
Bryce grinned, "You said before but I don't believe you. You seem so... young."
Phina raised an eyebrow, "How many middle-aged lionesses do you know? Maybe this is what middle-aged lionesses are all like." She chuckled and licked a tongue to turn a page in her magazine, "But it gets me thinking... what if when I was turned into a lioness, I was turned into a young lioness? Not only a shift in species but a shift in age. It would explain the lack of back issues," she picked off her glasses for a second, "my eyesight's still aged, though."
There was a knock on the door. Bryce and Phina shouted their come ins and in came a goat guy came in- shorter than the both of them- wearing a fancy vest over a white shirt and black pants. Behind him was a silver cart with a six-pack of dishes up top.
The goat guy looked at that two- both naked- and then saw the disheveled bed. He smiled, bringing the cart over, "You two look like you're up to business."
Phina smiled widely, "We're having an evening."
The goat brought the cart to the table, "Ok, I got three roast deers and three chicken parmesan..." He looked at the table. The table didn't have the space to hold all the dishes, "You know what? Keep the cart. Enjoy your meals!"
They waved him out. Bryce got up and checked the dishes. He found a roast deer- a steaming slab of meat seared and covered in gravy. He passed that to Phina. It took three tries for him to find a plate of chicken parmesan. He took it and sat down.
Phina looked at the meat and smelled the dish. Her eyes swooned, the heat of the dish tickled the furs on her breast and ribs.
"The food here is so good," said Phina, her voice dancing with excitement, "I swear to god I could pee my pants!"
Bryce chuckled and took a fork to the parmesan.
Phina saw Bryce looking melancholy. She cut off a piece of the roast, "You're still worried, huh?"
Bryce chewed the parmesan. It was really good, as usual. He swallowed, "Yeah..."
"What are the chances it'll be you?" asked Phina, rolling a piece of deer through the gravy.
Bryce shrugged, "It has to be someone."
Phina took the deer into her mouth and chewed. God, it was too good. She swallowed and pushed up her glasses, "Let's say it's you. What do you think will happen?"
"What if I'm not the same person anymore?" asked Bryce, "What if my personality completely changes?"
"What?" said Phina, "Because you're now a girl? I don't think that's going to happen." She looked down at her body of golden fur and leonine strength. She jiggled a breast, "On the other hand, me turning into a lioness- it's changed me! I feel like something of a new person and I'm"- she patted her crotch, twirling her fingers in her pubic fur- "way more sexual!"
Bryce snickered, "Yeeeahh..." He looked down and fidgeted with his meaty member. He sighed, "It's... I got this thing a week ago and it's been great and now I could lose it? After only a week?" He dropped the meatbag, "Will I ever feel sexual pleasure as good as I have?"
Phina reached a foot over to Bryce and wiped her soles down his shins, "You don't think that us girls get it as good as you guys? If you find a guy who fucks you the way you fuck me, then you certainly will!"
Bryce and Phina shared a chuckle, then went to eating. Time was a wasting, so Bryce got eating quickly. Phina could feel her horny return too so she wanted to get through dinner as quickly as possible and continue the night of rhino-lioness lovemaking!
Halfway done their first meals, Bryce knocked the tops of the other few dishes and the two slid their contents on their plates by the table.
Phina tried picking up a slab of roast with her fingers but the thing detached and fell to the plate, leaving only a bit of it in her hands. She shoved it in her mouth, "This stuff is very tender!"
Bryce sat down and looked at his big slop of chicken parmesan. He eyed Phina, "Did you want to 'wolf' this stuff down?"
Phina sat down, three deer roasts in front of her, "Of course!"
The two faced their meals, put their hands at the sides of their plates, then lunged on their dinners, eating with big mouthfuls! No forks! No knives! Just two animal messying up their faces by eating their food like a feral dog! Two naked creatures gorging on food like the animals they were.
Their eyes were manic and their grunts were beastly, but they cleared up their plates in a flash!
Done their meals, they looked at each other. Bryce had bits of pasta and sauce on his face while Phina had gravy and specks of roast.
Phina chuckled sensually and leaned into to lick some of it off his face, taking it and swallowing. She smiled, "Delicious..."
Bryce giggled, taking Phina by her hips and going forward to lick some of the gravy off of her muzzle. They giggled, stared at each other for a moment, then went into each other to kiss. They wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their bodies close, macking and smacking their maws together.
Phina nipples sketched on Bryce's chest. The desire to mate returned to its peak in both of them. Heat wafted off of Phina's sex and Bryce's dick got thick, long, and ready between the lioness' legs. She felt the thing smack up into her pussy and she moaned. Oh god, she needed it now!
Directing Bryce to his bed, she sat down and pulled her legs open. Oh god did it feel good to 'open'. She had her cupboard doors parsed and she could have had 'MATE WITH ME, RRROWL' written on her thighs. Bryce leaned down, grabbing Phina's thighs, pushing them to help her keep them open, and launching his mouth at her sex.
His eyes went feral as he chomped into her loins, nibbling at her fur, licking the tip of his tongue down her vulva, digging it into her sex, and cupping his mouth on her hotbox like the suctioning of his inhales would only push the pleasure further. The tongue was a wild stallion finding its place on and inside the lioness' pussy.
Phina screamed! It wasn't a lioness' scream- but a human one! She yelped and squirmed at the madness that Bryce was doing to her sex, but she gripped the bed and her screams turned to moans. Her loud yelped like she stubbed her toe turned to the moans of a woman in the middle of a back massage. Her moans transitioned into growls- growls of a lioness spying on formidable prey. She scrunched her mouth and fired out a roar! A roar like a proper lioness. With her feet spasming with delight and her butt twisted on the mattress, she roared up to the ceiling!
Bryce's cock was rock hard and stretching out as far as he knew it could go. It smacked the bottom of the bed and oozed precum at the end, dripping down his tip and onto the floor. He moaned-- the tone a lot like a bull's but he didn't mind how undiginified he may have sounded.
Chomp chomp chomp went Bryce on Phina's vagina. Was it just his imagination or was he getting deeper by the minute, like he was eating away a large bowl of pudding? He danced his tongue inside the lioness' sex, sliding it's mass along the flesh surfaces.
Phina could help but get juicy. Her creams slid down her canal and out of her body, Bryce drinking Phina's release like ambrosia. The cream and saliva trinkled down Phina's butt and Bryce's chin to wet the edge of the bed.
Bryce had an endless stomach for the lioness' sex. He could have ate his weight in lioness pussy, and he could have ate twice that for Phina's. His finger glided on the sides of Phina's rump and for a second he felt like he was drinking the broth in a nice bowl of soup.
Bryce ate out Phina's sex until his tongue got tired, so Phina climbed up on the bed, sliding across the big wet spot that she and Bryce left. Its cool dampness wiped onto Phina's butt but the lady found it hot to be so apathetic to a mess.
Phina stretched out her legs again and Bryce crawled up to her, that big rhino cock iced with precum. Even with all of the sex she had during her week at the academy, she couldn't believe how big of sausage she was pulling. It writhed inside of her like an ancient serpent ravaging the countryside.
Phina moaned rumbily and let her tongue out, drool gliding down its side and dripping on her neck. Her eyes relaxed and split and- yep- she was in Happy Dumb mode. Bryce was inside her and- yep, there was the spot!- so Phina let her thought quiet up and enjoy the big hunk of rhino on top of her!
They went at it like that for a bit and then Phina brought her legs up and jutted out her round ass at Bryce. Bryce turned around and positioned his body above her cooch, his big rhino butt in Phina's face. He lowered his cock onto Phina pussy and went into it, thrusting downward.
It shoved his balls and the orientation was different but he found it pleasurable and so did Phina.
"Oh!" Phina screamed, "Oh o-o-o-oh!"
With Phina's legs knocking against his back, her heels bouncing against his shoulders, Bryce thrust down into the lioness hole and was ecstatic at the sight of her asscheeks poking out beneath him. He took a hand to rump a few cheek.
Phina was getting fucked like the new angle Bryce has his dick in her vagina uncovered a new room in her house that needed cleaning, and clean the room it did! One shove and the papers were put away, another and the bookshelf was organized. Bryce jammed that dick up Phina's flesh hole and the chairs were stacked. One pass of her opening and the drawers were shut!
The lioness's mouth was stuck open like she was about to yelp in pleasure but she was so overwhelmed she couldn't make a sound aside from some quiet whimpers of moans.
The cock drilled her pussy, the faint flabs of her vulva being dragged out everytime he pulled away. The lips clinged to his shaft like they were clinging on to it for their very life. And then the cock would push forward, squeezing out silvery cream around Phina's vulva.
She spread out her legs a bit and flailed her toes, claws dancing at the end of her feet. She gripped the bed with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other.
The jizz made a mess all over Phina's lap. It got in her pubic fur, all over her thighs, and swam down her butt crack. The bottom of Bryce's sack got sticky with the slime they were mixing up together.
Bryce moaned deeply. It was the cow voice again, when he grunted and sounded like a bull. She shifted his fat belly back and forth and sounded like he was out on the pasture.
The sounds were sweet to Phina's ears. Oh, how he sounded like a dumb cow! It made her juice factories work overtime and the lioness' center erupted like a volcano, splooging all over the place! Her ass was a waterfall of jizz, soaking the sheets below!
Phina moaned loudly, the yelp of the moan shifting into a light roar when she inhaled.
After countless minutes of that position, they had turned the bed into a swamp, so Phina got on the floor and presented herself for Bryce, on her hands and knees! Bryce climbed over her and puts his arms with hers, his cock gently finding its way into her wonderfully battered sex. Shove, shove, shove, shove went Bryce into Phina's sex, the primal jostling producing a steady rhythm of wet slapping. The rhino twitched with delight when his arms wiped against the lioness' large breasts.
They did some of that until fluids began dripping on the floor then Phina leaned herself over the bed again and Bryce got her from behind, standing up and thrusting his body hard into her center. Her body jiggled everytime he rammed that pussy.
It was a good chance to look at Phina's ass. It was a round sucker. He couldn't imagine a tail on it- that would have ruined the view. With his hands on her thighs, he took his thumbs and gently rubbed across Phina's round mounds. He wiped a hand on one cheek, then had the other join the show. The fuzz of her ass tickled his fingers, and Phina folded her toes in delight when the rhino rubbed her butt like Bryce did!
They went at it like that for a minute, grunting like caveman and cavewoman before switching to missionary again and roaring like animals and then finally Phina giving Bryce a blowjob.
The little angel, she swallowed every drop.
They rested against Bryce's bed, catching their breath. Bryce looked over at Phina. Phina turned to him and smiled.
"This has been great," said Phina, "but I will remind you again I'm 41 and I don't have the energy to keep going."
Bryce looked down at his deck. The thing was looking worn and it was coated in jizz. He picked up and gently held the deflated meatrod in his fingers. Would he have to say goodbye to it tomorrow?
"I think I am done, too," said Bryce, "It's been fun, but..."- he reached his arms up and yawned- "I gotta go to bed."
They got up, legs as shaky as they were. Bryce looked at his bed. The sheets were drowning in their fluids, like Bryce had tinkled during his afternoon nap. He looked over at his roommate's bed and it looked neat and tidy and although a bit smaller, was probably big enough for both him and Phina.
Phina walked over to a nearby counter. Bryce asked, "What are you doing?"
Phina looked over her shoulder, "Maybe we could fuck a little more."
Bryce chuckled and walked over beside her. The lioness smiled, "But this time, maybe get me in my ass?"
Bryce groaned loudly and got behind the lioness. She leaned over the counter and stuck her ass out. Bryce let his cock get hard and then jabbed it into the lady's butthole. Bryce held onto the counter and got going up Phina's ass. The lioness' eyes split and she fell into a state of ecstasy.
It was supposed to be the final fuck of the night, but then Phina wanted to spread her legs again, then she wanted to do the mating press, Bryce wanted to have her ride him on a chair, etc... etc... etc...
They didn't know which hour it was when they got in the roommate's bed and fell asleep, Phina resting comfortably on Bryce's chest with her breasts pressing into his side.
Bryce stayed awake, staring at the ceiling. He looked under the covers at his big rhino rod and began rocking it with a few fingers.
Would that be the final night with a cock?