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Wyler walked down the studio hallway, the sound of masculine grunts and bellows getting closer as the canine proceeded. After a minute of padding, he finally made it to the office door of Jeremiah Stud, where all the heated noise was emanating from. He knocked on the mahogany with his paw.

"Boss, you done?? I need Prey." The heated throes of passion didn't stop, just as Wyler expected. Foregoing manners, the rottweiler decided to open the door regardless.

He knew that Hunter and Stud would be fucking passionately as they "renegotiated his contract". What he didn't expect to find was Hunter topping the once-dominant bull, pounding his ass to kingdom come, reducing the bovine to a mooing bottom. Wyler's eyes nearly shot out of his skull.

"Rrgh! You're fucking prey playing at predator."

"Mooh... Human imposter, thinking yer one of us. Fuck me like an animal all you want!"

Wyler couldn't help but chuckle at that. Even when he was being thoroughly bottomed, the damn bull couldn't let go of his macho posturing. "You two almost done?" he asked in the middle of their rut.

Both Hunter and Stud held a single finger out to the canine, practically in unison. Wyler smirked. His human cub has grown quite a bit with this new form.

Hunter growled and pumped the bull's ass harder and faster. He wasn't just fucking his new boss for his own pleasure. This was his moment to show the exec that he and his friends were the real stars of the show, the ones that pulled the studio out of bankruptcy while the bovine twiddled his hoof-capped thumbs. From now on, the power dynamics had shifted. Things would be different around Ruttweiler Pictures, as Hunter cemented to the producer that the cast and crew would be treated with the respect they damn well deserved.

The bear took his paw and grabbed the bull's tufted tail, tugging and pulling it as he rammed his ursine cock into the prime meat at his beck and call. His growl grew into a feral roar, nearing completion on his new claim.

Finally, Hunter came into his boss, letting out a low rumble as the bull slumped atop the desk, torso lying on piles of documents while his ass remained raised in submission. The bear squelched out of Stud's buttocks and finally faced Wyler.

"I don't think I've seen him properly topped... well, ever," the canine finally said. Hunter smirked back at his director.

"Guess he needed a real stud to show him his place." Hunter wiped the cum off his cock and rubbed it into his fur, giving his nude self a powerfully musky scent that flooded the room.

"Gods, you really took to this form."

"I've never felt so... powerful. I'm not used to it, as you can see."

"I'll say. I think a calm walk will help clear your head. Follow me. Julie and Kiera are recovering in the green room and could use a visit."

"Sure. Just one sec." The bear stood at the other side of the bull's desk and leaned down to Stud's muzzle level. "Don't forget the terms we agreed to. And be sure to sign Julie on to the studio officially and give Kiera a cushy guest-spot credit."

The bull groaned. "I'm on top of it, Prey." He literally was, lying atop his papers and staining them with cum and drool. Hunter flashed a fanged smile before leaving with Wyler. The bear and rottweiler walked together, Hunter still completely nude.

"Thanks for fighting for our fair deal," Wyler said, resting a paw on Hunter's shoulder. "So what's the word on your ursine form? This a species you can see yourself sticking as permanently?"

"Heh. I'll be real with you, it's tempting. The instincts I'm getting with this one are fucking yelling at me to say yes. That said... I'd be lying if I didn't say I'd miss having girly time with Julie and Doe."

"That's good. I was worried for a sec that we lost the old Hunter completely."

"Well, that and, uh... Now that I'm cooling down from this dom-high, I gotta say I was disappointed I didn't get a species with a proper tail. That's twice in a row that all I got was a little stub to wiggle around."

"Hah! That's how I felt my entire puphood. I was always jealous of the other kids with their big long tails." Wyler wagged his short, modest tail behind him. "Took me a while to really appreciate this fella on me... Don't worry, though. Unlike me, you'll get your chance at a real wagger eventually, I guarantee you."

Hunter smiled, not even noticing his paw brushing closely against the canine's. Maybe he was still horny, but the ex-human thought back to his first meeting with Wyler, how right away he had a reassuring presence that kept him grounded through all the insane interdimensional rules, transformations, and porn scenarios. It also helped that he had one handsome muzzle on him. They'd gone through a lot now, and the current bear had only just realized how much he grew to depend on the rottweiler just as much as his costars.

Just what was it about the dog that was so comforting? At first, Hunter attributed it to his having had a pet dog when he was a human kid, but the more time he spent with the director, the more apparent it was that there was something more. Just what was Wyler's deal? All he knew was that he was once a porn actor too before shifting to directing. Everything else was a mystery to the bear. Something was clearly driving the canine, igniting the passion he had for filmmaking and the care he treated his coworkers with. It would be nice to get as close to him as he already had with Doe, Julie, and now Kiera.

"Hey," Hunter finally uttered, getting Wyler's attention. "Thanks... For everything... You mind if I call you Rudd from now on?"

Wyler's face didn't change for a second, as if trying to hide how hard he was seriously pondering the request. After a long beat, the canine finally softened. "Call me whatever you want. You're the star, now."

Hunter smiled. "Sure thing, Rudd."

---

Rudd had left to give Hunter privacy as he entered the green room to check on Kiera and Julie. Julie was still passed out from the intense performance she gave, while Kiera petted her gently as she sat on the bedside.

"How's she doing?" Hunter asked.

Julie purred in her sleep. The sound brought a smile to Kiera's muzzle. "My pretty kitty's doing just fine." The skunk scooched over so Hunter could sit beside her. "Fuck, I still can't believe I did all that."

"Be honest, did you plan barging into the scene or was that all Doe?"

"Heh, sad to say I deserve none of the praise. Though, Doe did get the idea from something I said."

"What's that?"

"It's stupid, but... I was saying how you and Jules had accomplished more in your brief time as anthros than I had my entire life as one."

"Oh.... is that really how you feel?"

"Don't know. Either way, I can now point to this film as proof that I can roll with you two cool cats." Kiera chuckled to herself. "Be honest, though: did my spray stink to you?"

"Not at all! Honestly, it smelled good to me. Funky but refreshing. Like marijuana."

"What's that?"

Hunter did a double-take at that. "You guys don't have cannabis?" Kiera shook her head. "Oooh, it's all the rage in my world. People fucking love the smell. You'd be considered a delicacy back home."

"C'mon, quit lying."

"No, I'm serious! I'll bring some over next time. We'll make a whole night of it."

"Heh, it's a deal." Kiera took a deep breath, her mind racing as she rested her head on Hunter's broad shoulder. "Soooo... How exactly do human mateships work?"

Hunter cocked his muzzle at the new term. "Mateships?"

"Yeah, like, not the kind where a bunch of humans form a pack or herd and raise their cubs together as a community with their alpha. I mean, like my mom and dad. Where two humans become mates for life as a full-on couple."

"Aaaare you asking about marriage?"

"Yes! That's it. Julie told me about it but I forgot what it was called."

"Why are you asking abou..." Hunter stopped mid-sentence when he realized just what Kiera was asking. "Are you... gonna ask Julie to marry you?"

The skunk blushed under her striped fur. "I... I am."

"That's fucking awesome, Kiera!" Hunter leaned in to squeeze the skunk in his embrace, giving her a proper bear hug. Kiera coughed, choking a bit in his tight hold. He quickly let go upon hearing that. "Oh! Sorry. Still not used to this body's strength."

"Ack! S'alright, man," she croaked.

"Well, congrats either way! I'm guessing marr-- I mean mateships are still a big deal in this world."

"Depends. When a woman or man bears cubs--"

"Men can bear cubs?"

"Yeah. Can human men not have kids?" the skunk asked sincerely. Hunter almost rebutted her before remembering the recent Queer Studies lecture he took on transgender and intersex identity. The ex-human still had a lot to learn about the fluidity of identity he found himself enmeshed in.

"Well," Kiera continued after Hunter took too long to respond, "It's common practice for an anthro to stay with the person they knocked up. Sometimes they knock up multiple people and form a polyamorous mateship. You guys have those right?"

"Not as commonly as you guys I suppose," the bear responded. "But yeah, they exist."

"So, we can have multiple moms or multiple dads... But not me. My mom and dad remained faithful to each other since meeting. Most of my old college buds would tease me when they found out, and the ones who didn't still found it kinda odd... But not Julie. She just treated it like it was all normal. I still remember the way she described to me how humans pick their life partner, the one they choose to remain true to, forever and ever... I'd never admit it to any of my anthro friends, but I found the whole thing kinda romantic...

"The more I thought about it, the more I realized there were some downsides to our culture's openness. I mean, Julie and I are still cool with each other sleeping around. We've remained faithful even after dozens of her porn shoots. Julie... She feels liberated by our culture... So liberated that I worry I'll turn her off if I ask her to be my full-on lifemate."

Hunter sat still at everything that was said to him. The skunk just poured her whole heart and guts out to him. He was hardly the best ex-human to consult about long-term relationships, let alone marriage. But he did feel lucky to have had two parents who truly, genuinely loved one another. Many of his classmates in high school dealt with divorce in their families. In that respect, perhaps he did have some perspective to share with the rodent woman before him.

"You really love Julie, huh."

"I... I do..."

"Well, if there's one thing I know about her, it's that she loves you just as much. More than anything, really. There's really nothing you can do that'll make her love you any less. Believe me, my parents stayed together for over thirty years before they died. I know what that kind of connection looks like. You two clearly have it."

"Really...?"

"Fuck yeah! And hey, you guys can remain lifemates even if you sleep around or Julie keeps shooting porn. What matters is at the end of the day, you'll both come home to your cute little cubs, whatever species they end up being, and you'll love and support them as you and Julie love and support each other and, like... shit, that all sounds corny and cliché when I say it out lou--"

Hunter's interrupted with a sudden hug from Kiera, tears streaming down her eyes. "No, it was perfect. Thanks, Hunter." Hunter relaxed and hugged her back. He had never been a shoulder to cry on, never a friend to depend on to say the right thing. It was all so unfamiliar to him... but he was just happy he didn't screw it up.

"Oh!" Kiera let go of the grizzly as a thought occurred to her. "I could message Allison for advice on this kind of thing. She and her mate Sven have stayed together for like a decade, now."

"She's the other ex-human Julie told me about, yeah?"

"That's the one. Oh fuck, can you imagine the look on her snout when she sees what we filmed?! Or any other ex-humans there might secretly be out there?? Gods, it's gonna be good."

"Nngh, what is gonna be good?" Hunter and Kiera looked down to find Julie finally groaning awake, stretching out her paws and claws.

"You're up!" Kiera exclaimed before immediately hugging and nuzzling up to her beloved feline.

"Mmmmrrrr, I can't think of a better face to wake up to," Julie purred. Upon letting go, Julie turned to find Hunter sitting beside the couple. "Well, well, look who's waking me up from my sexual recovery this time. How the turns have tabled."

"Hey, you're the one who turned both of us with what we just filmed," Hunter replied. "You were the star of this one, Julie. You oughta be proud."

"Heh, I can hardly believe I got to do it in the first place... Mmmm, thank you both. For making my dreams come true."

Kiera giggled sensually, "Any time, my pretty kitty~" They smiled at each other longingly. The skunk practically forgot what she was so worried about, comforted just by the feline's beautiful gaze.

---

After spending the rest of the day shooting close-ups and coverage, the entire Ruttweiler crew was ready to finally rest after all the hard work they put into their magnum opus. The wrap party was held at the very club Rudd, Pete, Doe, and Julie first envisioned the project. Bovine strippers shook their milk jugs and swung on their poles to a rowdy crowd. An entire set of tables encircling one of the stripper poles was reserved for the entire crew, all laughing and drinking and enjoying the dancers. Hunter now wore a tight shirt and cargo shorts, wanting to show off his new musculature and fur as much as possible while he had it.

Jonah, the African wild dog editor, entered the club feeling out of place. The production crew all cheered at his arrival and ushered him in, welcoming the canine to the festivities. When he finally arrived at the tables, Rudd was quick to introduce him to their new star.

"Jonah, meet Hunter Prey. Hunter, this is Jonah, our editor extraordinaire." They shook paws, Jonah looking up surprisedly at the enormous ursine before him.

"Hunter?" he asked.

"That's me. Hunter Prey at your service."

The African wild dog became flustered under the bear's enormous frame. "Gods, you look... different from the footage I saw."

"Yeah, not a cute little bunny this time."

"I'll say. I have a feeling I'm gonna really enjoy editing your new footage."

"I'll do you one better," the bear smirked, dominant instincts reactivating as he groped the canine's groin. A light whimper squeaked out of the editor's muzzle. "You can enjoy me personally before I return to my human body. Whaddya say? Wanna see my hunky bod off?"

Jonah grinned at the proposition. "Abso-fucking-lutely." As the two made way for the restroom, Doe entered the building and caught up with the crew. Julie and Kiera squealed and hugged their cervine friend.

"Where's the bear of the hour?" Doe asked.

"You just missed him," Kiera answered. "He and Jonah went off to get to know each other better."

"Ahhhhh, shoulda know. That dog always had a thing for big, beefy bears."

Julie cut in, "What took you so long to get here, Doe?"

"Oh, just had to run a couple errands. Say, could you be a doll and fetch me a drink? I had to park two blocks away and my hooves are killing me."

"Sure thing, hun." As Julie went off to the bar, Doe moved closer to Kiera to talk quietly with her.

"Alright, I got what you asked for," the deer whispered as she reached into her purse and pulled out a velvet-lined ring case. Kiera pocketed it inconspicuously and gave the doe some cash to pay her back for the purchase. "Thank you~ I gotta say, this is one human custom I can get behind. Expensive gift, making a scene in a public space... Perhaps I judged the fleshfolk too harshly."

Kiera barely heard her, nerves hitting her full force now that she was a step closer to realizing her plan. Doe gently held the skunk's paw to calm her. "Shhh, don't worry. She'll say yes. I know it, you know it, she knows it." Kiera smiled warmly, feeling better now that Doe had her back. "Just don't forget to invite me over for threesomes, okay?"

The skunk playfully shoved Doe off as they laughed together. "Oh, you'll be kept in the loop, alright."

---

"Grrrooooaar!"

"Arooooooo!"

Hunter finished cumming in Jonah's ass, the wild dog's tail wagging happily as they stayed stuck together, leaning against the wall and basking in their shared bliss. Hunter moved his paw down to the dog's groin and felt his erect, knotted cock in his pads.

"Whoa. You guys really do have them."

"Have what?" Jonah looked down. "Oh. First time seeing a knot, huh."

"Yeah. How do they feel?"

"Heh, on you or inside you?"

"Grrrr, inside."

"Ruff, well... I'm biased, obviously, but they're my favorite. Makes big cocks even bigger, and you feel nice and snug with one in you." The canine's breath turned hot and heavy at the charged talk. "You, ahhh... feel owned by your lover. Like nothing and no one can touch you or harm you while you're tied."

"Fuuuhck, yeah," Hunter groaned, already getting hard again. "Wanna have another go? This time, introducing me to your anatomy's intricacies?"

"Hmph, any other night I'd say yes faster than you can blink. Unfortunately for me, I made an agreement with Wyler on this one."

"Huh? Wyler?"

"Yeah, he's already got dibs on you. Has all kinds of things planned for you this mating season break... You did agree to stay over, yeah?"

"Yes, but really? Rudd?"

"Callin' him Rudd already? Damn, he really can't wait to claim you, can he. Oh--! Shit, don't tell him I told you all that."

Hunter was somewhat surprised. He could feel that Rudd was propositioning him when he asked him to stay over for mating season, yet it still felt surreal to hear out loud. Even at his most flirtatious, Rudd kept a professional distance during their time working together. It was odd, considering how openly horny his costars and most of the crew were around him. Rudd being into him would've been more normal if he had been as casual about it as everyone else was. The fact that he was holding himself back around him... did the rottweiler have an actual thing for him?

Before he could think further on it, a loud voice boomed from the speakers outside.

"Um, excuse me? Can I have everybody's attention?"

Hunter's ear flicked at the familiar voice. It was Kiera. The bear knew what that meant. "It's starting!" he shouted, hurriedly dislodging from the canine while pulling his pants up to head outside. Jonah followed suit, confused as to what was happening.

Returning to the club floor, Hunter and Jonah found Kiera on stage with a microphone, interrupting the cow strippers' performance. Julie looked up at her girlfriend, wondering what the hold up was. The rest of the audience stared at the skunk in confusion.

"There's something I'd like to say," she began before looking down to her girlfriend. "Julie... Today has only further cemented my devotion to you. A devotion that began the second we first laid eyes on each other, that blossomed as I watched you become the amazing, incredible woman that you are now." Julie smiled at the skunk, heart swelling with pride for her lover.

"We've had many mates in the six years we've been together. Shared some, too. But none have made me feel as safe - as loved - as you." Kiera stepped down from the stage to stand face-to-face with her pretty kitty. "It wasn't just me who changed you... You_have changed _me. And I want to spend our remaining years changing each other."

The skunk knelt down. Everyone in the audience not with the production crew stared with confusion at this bizarre ritual, one they had no idea belonged to a human culture they didn't know existed. Only Julie truly knew what was happening, clasping her paws over her muzzle as tears streamed down her cheekfur. She could already guess where this was heading...

"Julie Chung," Kiera said, looking up at her kitten as she pulled out the ring case and opened it up for her, revealing a beautiful sapphire ring the same color as her lover's feline eyes. "Will you do me the honor of being my mate... for life?"

Even as the unknowing public scoffed at the strange gesture, Julie blocked them out, all else fading except for her and her beautiful skunk. She nodded as eagerly as possible. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes, of course, yes!" The cat lunged at her skunk, embracing and kissing her as passionately as possible. The entire Ruttweiler crew applauded and cheered at the couple, even as the rest of the club's clientele only stared in confusion.

"What the hell was that?" asked a random horse man.

"I dunno," replied an older gorilla. "Must be something the younger generations are doing."

Hunter smiled as he watched the couple kiss and smile and laugh and nuzzle each other. It was maybe the most beautiful act of affection he had ever seen, a better human proposal than any actual human had ever done. The bear stepped forward, pulling Jonah with him, to congratulate the happy couple and share in their joy.

This truly was a great life he now lived.