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“We’re here!” Holly exclaimed, jumping out of the car door before Adin had even had the chance to slow to a stop. Adin watched his raccoon friend race off into the woods as he slammed his hoof into the brake pedal, grinding to a stop in the middle of the gravel driveway leading to their campsite. The goat put the car into park and got out to chase after Holly.

He found her zipping around the clearing, nose low to the ground as she scanned it for whatever she was searching for. “Uh, Holly,” Adin inquired. The raccoon raced past him, tail held high and holding up her plaid skirt. “Shouldn’t we get set…” he trailed off as he turned and caught a full view of her underwear.

“Huh?” Holly sat up, blocking the goat boy’s view. “Oh yeah, we should set up the cameras and stuff.” She ran on back to the car.

Adin paused, standing there for a minute as he processed something. He and Holly had been friends for years, and he did feel attracted to her, but he’d been too shy to act on that attraction. And with how outgoing she was, she certainly would have acted on it if she had felt the same way towards him, wouldn’t she?

A crashing sound came from the direction of the car and Adin trotted off to see what the raccoon had broken. He found her standing next to a pile of suitcases that had fallen out of the back of the car when she opened the tailgate. She shrugged, “hopefully they’re all okay?”

Adin sighed and started picking up cases to unpack at the campsite. Over the course of the next couple hours they set up the tent and attached a few trail cams to trees scattered near the site. As the sun started to set Holly tried to get a fire started while Adin unrolled their sleeping bags. Once the fire was going Holly took a couple hot dogs out of the cooler and began roasting them on sticks.

“Relax,” she said as Adin exited the tent and stared at the sausages she was holding over the fire. “I got your tofu dogs too.”

The goat looked at the two dogs Holly was roasting, “which one’s tofu?”

“Oh they’re still in there,” the raccoon waved over at the cooler. “I didn’t know how long you’d be.”

Adin opened up the cooler and dug through the open packages of hot dogs and buns, the beers and canned coffee, and finally found the tofu dogs under the cold packs. He broke open the package with the split hooves that served him as fingers and stabbed a couple dogs onto a stick.

After dinner they continued to sit there by the fire, toasting marshmallows, Adin heard a bloodcurdling scream echo across the forest. His instincts caused him to lock up and fall backwards, his horns hitting the ground. Holly turned and looked down at him, chuckling.

The initial shock having worn off, the goat tried to shake it off, only to find that his horns had dug into the soil. “What was that?” he inquired.

“Probably just a feral fox in heat,” Holly answered. She stood up and reached a hand down to help him up. “Don’t worry about it.”

Adin reached up and grabbed her hand with his hoof-fingers, she wrenched him upwards hard, dislodging his horns from the divots they’d dug. He sat back down next to the fire, noticing that his stick had fallen in the fire. Before he could get up to find another stick and marshmallow Holly handed him hers.

“Here you go,” she told him before walking off to get another marshmallow for herself. “Scaredy-cat.”

He watched her silhouetted against the fire and the forest, thinking about what could be out there lying in wait for them. Especially considering why they were out there. “I would have expected you to be more scared,” he commented. “Considering what happened to you the last time you were out here.”

Holly broke out laughing. “What? That thing?” The raccoon plopped down next to Adin, facing the opposite direction as him and plopped her bushy striped tail in his lap. “That thing, whatever it was, barely grazed me. Do you see any marks?” She wagged her tail at him.

Adin gave her tail a quick look-over. With all the fur covering it, he couldn’t tell that it had been shredded by some kind of wild animal just the month before. At least, not from a visual inspection.

Her tail wagged again. “Go ahead,” Holly said. “You can feel it.”

Adin looked at her apprehensively, unsure of how far he could proceed here. He held her tail up with one hand and carefully pushed his other hand’s hooves into the fur. While his hoof-fingers weren’t that sensitive the skin of his palms and at the base of his hooves could feel the softness of her dense fur. He ran into something solid and spread his hooves wide to feel it. His hoof traveled down her tail from roughly the center to the tip without feeling anything that felt like scar tissue. Then he went back in and ran his hoof upwards.

Before he realized what he was doing, his hoof met the back of her skirt. Holly gave a small giggle as he pulled his hoof back in alarm. “Oh sorry!” he shouted.

Holly laughed again. “Don’t worry about it,” she reassured him as she leaned back and came face-to-face with him. Her arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him in tight to herself. “I’ve actually been waiting for you to make a move.”

“What?” Adin asked, shocked by the suggestion. “Are you seri-” he was cut off by a pair of raccoon lips locking around his.

He froze again, but Holly’s grasping arms didn’t let him faint this time. She pulled back and looked him in the eyes. “You do like me don’t you?”

“I…” Adin struggled to find his words. “I like you, yes, but I didn’t know that you liked me as anything but a friend. Do you?”

“Of course I do,” Holly replied. “I was just afraid I might scare you off if I moved too fast is all.”

Adin reached his arm around Holly’s back, holding her almost as tightly as she held him. “I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship.” He noticed something as he felt her back. “Wait, are you?”

Holly grabbed the hem of her short shirt and pulled it up. Her bare breasts dangled just below his sight line, confirming that she was indeed not wearing a bra. “Go ahead,” she said. “You can feel them if you want.”

Adin cautiously reached for her breast with his hooves splayed, meeting the soft flesh with his sensitive palm. He carefully pushed up, slowly squeezing her nipple between his hooves but wary of hurting her.

“Don’t worry about it,” Holly said, leaning in for another kiss. “I trust you not to hurt me.”

He felt her thin raccoon fingers probing his waistband and he let his hooves close around her nipple. Holly moaned as she reached under his increasingly tight jeans and closed around his cock. Adin kissed her again on the lips as he rubbed her breast in a circle, starting to come to terms that he was in love with his best friend, and she felt the same way towards him.

As she unzipped his fly and pulled his erect shaft loose Adin moved his head down to Holly’s other breast. His tongue shot out and lapped at her free nipple, eliciting another wave of pleasure down her body. She moaned, throwing her head back, eyes wide, watching the full moon just begin to rise over the tree line.

Adin switched from teasing with his tongue to sucking Holly’s nipple. His hand supporting her back traveled down over her skirt and probed under to the base of her tail. He spread her butt cheeks apart with his hooves and continued downwards. Holly reciprocated by dropping her head down to his lap and grabbing his dick in her mouth. She sucked on his shaft greedily, running her mouth up and down his shaft while Adin found the edge of her labia and his hoof slowly climbed into her passage.

She sucked and he fingered, each other’s juices slowly covering the other as they worked harder and harder. Adin felt like he was about to blow just as he managed to get his whole hoof inside her. And then Holly lifted her head from his cock.

“What is it?” Adin inquired.

“I just don’t feel like swallowing,” Holly replied. She held his primed shaft in her hand as she sat back up, yanking his hoof out of her. And then she wrapped her legs around Adin’s waist and inched her crotch closer to his. “I would rather take it all here,” she raised her mound over his shaft, and slammed it down on top.

He felt her flesh slide around his cock, flexing, rippling as her vaginal muscles pushed him over the edge. Adin brayed loudly as he erupted, spraying his seed over his dear friend’s cervix. He didn’t care about the potential consequences, this was the best night of his life!

Holly threw her head back again and saw that the moon had risen fully over the treeline. Abruptly she began to make a wet gurgling sound and spasmed violently, almost breaking free of Adin’s grasp just just as he was coming down from his climax. Concerned, he turned back to her and gave her a quick look-over. “Are you okay?” he asked.

Holly had a strange, almost crazed look in her eyes. “I’m awwlll…” her words slurred oddly, like she had forgotten how her mouth worked or something. In the dim light of the fire and moon it looked almost like her teeth were growing longer, more pointy.

“Are you sure?” Adin inquired, watching her eyes dilate rapidly. “We can stop if this is getting to be too much for you.” He heard a rip and pulled his hands back quickly, looking around for any signs of what his hooves might have snagged on.

But it was rapidly becoming apparent that he had nothing to do with what was happening. As he watched, Holly reared back and her shoulders began to expand, straining her shirt. His instinct to freeze finally loosened up and he managed to scramble backwards, his dick popping out of her snatch as the raccoon continued to convulse and expand.

Her spine sprouted upwards, almost doubling her height instantly. Her arms and legs became longer and rippled with muscle. As her torso became wider to match her new extremities her clothes were stretched wider and wider, until they gave up the ghost and tore free of her growing body. Her claws grew from blunted stubs to long flesh-tearing scythes and her muzzle expanded with three-inch-long fangs.

Finally the monster that Holly had become reared back and let loose a long, bloodcurdling howl. Adin tried to get back to his feet while she was distracted, but his hoof crunched on a rock as he started running for the car. The beast turned in his direction, a low growl emanating from her throat. Quickly throwing off his pants he raced for the car, hearing heavy padded footsteps behind him but he did not dare to look back.

He tried not to waste time thinking, but his mind raced ahead anyways. What had happened to Holly? Was this related to whatever had happened to her last month? How did it happen? Adin glanced upwards at the full moon, hanging ominously over the treeline. Could that be it? Was Holly some kind of werewolf?

Adin skidded on the gravel around the front of the car and tried to stop in front of the driver’s door. As he fumbled with his keys he saw the monster bounding on all fours towards him. He managed to fish his keys out of his coat pocket but in the darkness he couldn’t tell which button to press. The Holly monster bounded almost up to the far side of the car, then leapt straight up into the air.

Mesmerized, he stood there watching as the monster that had been his possible girlfriend landed on top of the car, and with a horrendous scraping of claw against metal ran across the roof to crash into himself. He fell backwards as she landed on top of him and her claws dug into his jacket, pinning him to the ground. Her fang-laden mouth opened wide and her steamy breath blew in his face, smelling of mustard and wood smoke from the hot dogs they’d had for dinner.

Even as she was lowering her maw to Adin’s face he was reminded that this was Holly, his best friend, his girlfriend. She couldn’t really be about to eat him could she? “Holly!” he shouted. “Snap out of it! It’s me, Adin!”

The monster paused mere inches away from Adin’s head. Slowly, she backed up and closed her jaws, staring at the scared little goat. “Aaa….adi...adin?” she gasped out in confusion. She blinked her vibrant green eyes, still recognizable from before her transformation.

Adin thought he saw a chance to save himself. He just had to reach what remained of his old friend in that hulking monster. “Yes, Holly! It’s me, your friend!”

“Friend?” the monster spoke uneasily, as if she had some idea of what the word meant, but couldn’t be sure.

“Yes! That’s it!” Adin replied. He tried to word his next statement as simple and unambiguously as possible. “I’m friend. Friend good!”

“Friend… good?” the Holly-monster repeated. She lowered her jaws towards his head and and he tensed up in fear again, only to receive an affectionate but slobbery lick to the face.

Adin relaxed. “Yes,” he said between licks. “Friend good. Friend very good.”

“Friend good!” Holly-monster said again as she continued to lick him like a playful dog. Adin closed his eyes against the drool she was smearing on him, and as a he result failed to notice her maw opening wide around his head.

Adin began to realize that he was still in mortal danger when he felt her teeth grab onto his head and neck. He opened his eyes onto a tight dark tunnel of flesh, hot with the monster’s steamy breath. “What?” he gasped out.

Her teeth loosened their grip on him, but only so her clawed hands could push him further into her throat. She clamped her jaws down on him again as her hands moved down his body, not allowing him any room to escape. He tried kicking out, the only motion he was still allowed, but his hooves bounced ineffectively off of her shaggy abs. She pushed him further in, teeth digging into his back and chest as his head was compressed on all sides by her tight and slippery throat. “Holly!” he shouted with his last breath. “Stop!” But the monster didn’t seem to hear him and just swallowed him further.

As Adin slipped down towards Holly’s stomach he smelled a horrid stench, like vinegar mixed with cooking meat. Her tongue lapped at his stomach as her mouth climbed down his body, just as his head began to push through her sphincter he felt something touch the tip of his cock. He remembered where they’d been headed before Holly’s transformation, but couldn’t appreciate the irony of how thoroughly he was getting inside of her. She paused in her swallowing, tongue twitching on his cock, tasting the salty cum that remained on the tip of his shaft from when things had gone so horribly wrong.

Her tongue kept licking at his lower head, teasing more drops of pre out of it. He almost dared to let himself hope that she might still let him go. But it was in vain.

She gave him one last lick and then threw her head back, letting him drop into her throat. With gravity assisting his head splashed into a pool of stomach acid and half-digested camp food. Holly shoved his legs into her mouth with her claws and allowed gravity and peristalsis to finish the job. His back was forced to bend almost in half as his lower body was forced down after his upper half. She gulped several more times and once his hooves were clear of her airway she inhaled with a heavy sigh.

The were-raccoon let herself collapse to the ground, lying back with her bulging stomach protruding out as if she was nine months pregnant with triplets. She rubbed her gut with her palm, feeling Adin’s body through her skin. “Friend good. Friend really good.”

Adin laid in his friend turned monster’s stomach, feeling the acids soak into his clothes. He had never imagined that he would die like this, digested alive by his oldest friend just as they were taking their relationship to the next level. It wasn’t supposed to end like this! He was supposed to grow old and die of natural causes surrounded by his grandkids. Not eaten by a monster just after he managed to consummate his relationship with his girlfriend!

Her stomach walls contracted around him, squeezing him from all sides except between his horns. He thought for a moment that maybe his horns would tear through her flesh and he could escape. But again his hopes were in vain, the lycanthropic muscles held tight, and he heard his horns start to crack.

His skin began to tingle as his clothes were saturated with acid. Finally recognizing that he was about to die he kicked out at her stomach walls, hoping he might hit an organ or something and force her to throw up. As the tingling increased, sizzling his skin and causing his fur to start falling out, he kept kicking but her gut simply stretched around his hooves and snapped back into place. Changing plans, he attempted to feel around with his hands for the sphincter he had entered through, maybe he could climb his way back up her throat?

The exposed portions of her stomach wall felt smooth above the waterline of her digestive juices. Reluctantly he began to reach under the acid, feeling the sensitive skin between his hooves burn as she started to digest him alive. Finally, he found a small pucker of tight flesh, the sphincter! He tried to press his hoof into the sphincter, but it refused to yield to his hardened digits.

Trying to get a better grip on the hole he slowly rolled over onto his front, facing the hole that laid just underneath the acid’s surface. He gripped the sphincter with both thumb-hooves on opposite sides and began to pull it open. Slowly, the sphincter expanded to either side, first a couple inches, then half a foot, he could push his arm in!

He thrust his right arm into the sphincter, his slowly dissolving skin tickled by a thousand tiny bristles lining the tube on the other side. But just before he was about to wedge his other arm in, the Holly-monster leaned up. Digestive acids sloshed about around him, spilling into his open mouth and nose before he could react to the change in position.

“Friend go?” the monster’s growling voice thundered from above Adin, opposite the hole he’d lodged his arm in. His throat and sinuses burned as they were flooded with acid, what little vision he had in the dark stomach faded into utter blackness as his eyes disintegrated. The goat’s last thoughts before he wholly lost consciousness was that he’d been trying to escape through her ass.

Once he stopped moving, Holly’s stomach compressed the dissolving mass of goat-meat inside it, crunching small bones and beating muscle tender. The monster laid back down and took a nap as her guts did their work. Over the course of the next few hours her stomach shrank around the bones of her friend and lover, leaving the outlines of ribs and horned skull in her skin. And then even those bony outlines softened and shrank away. By the time the sun was up there was no sign of Adin’s presence save for a few inches of pudge.

As the sun’s first rays struck Holly in the eyes she groaned loudly. “Adin,” she said. “Did you forget to shut the tent flaps last night?” She looked around at the bare dirt and grass she’d used for a bed. “How’d I get out here?” she asked in confusion. Holly looked down at herself and realized she was completely and utterly naked.

“Aw man, was I sleep walking again?” she slowly creaked her way back to her feet and took another look around at herself. With one hand she cupped her breast, did it seem a bit bigger than yesterday? She examined her other breast, it also seemed bigger, and she looked down and sighed. Her stomach was a little rounder as well. “Guess I was sleep eating too.”

Holly looked over her shoulder and lifted her tail away from her derriere in order to get a good look. Her behind was also swollen and round. “Well, hopefully Adin likes some junk in the trunk,” she started to look for the tent and set off towards it. “Did he sleep through all that?”

Her stomach let out a long, gurgling growl and Holly slapped her gut. “Really? You’re hungry again already?” She shrugged and started walking towards the cooler. “Hopefully there’s something left after last night.”

After quickly digging through the cooler she found some spam and bread and started up the fire again. While the flames were slowly climbing their way up the logs she started to consider waking Adin up, it seemed a bit odd that he still wasn’t awake. But they had had quite the night last night, hadn’t they?

Holly paused, what had they done last night? She tried to remember, she had finally started to make her move on Adin, and they’d started groping each other, then… She started looking around for empty booze bottles that might explain why she couldn’t remember what happened next. Could that whole thing have been just a dream? Maybe that was why she had stripped naked while sleepwalking, or maybe, just maybe they had gone all the way?

Her eyes settled on one of the trail cams she and Adin had set up the previous night, it looked close enough to the campsite that it might have picked up whatever happened. And if it was just a dream, she wouldn’t want Adin to see her streaking naked before they actually became a couple. She got up and ran over to the trail cam, quickly yanking it off of the post embedded in the tree.

As she cooked breakfast she reviewed the trail cam’s photos on the embedded screen. Holly saw herself and Adin sitting by the fire, then the motion sensor triggered and took another photo when she turned around to show him her tail. The next photo showed her leaning in front of him, Holly smiled when she zoomed in and saw his arm reaching under her shirt, and then her bringing her head down to his crotch before bringing it back up and sitting on his lap. But then she flipped to the next one and raised a confused eyebrow.

“Something wrong with this camera?” she whacked the machine a couple times on the side. For some reason it looked like she’d grown at least two feet taller since the previous photo. She couldn’t figure out what was going on, they were Adin’s cameras after all, and considering that they had, apparently, in fact made out, and possibly more, she figured that she didn’t have anything to lose by going over to the tent and waking him up while still stark naked.

She gripped the tent flaps in both hands and flung them wide open shouting “rise and shine!” Only to find the tent completely unoccupied. Empty, save for the unopened suitcases containing their changes of clothes and their still rolled up sleeping bags. There was no sign of Adin, or that he’d ever slept there. “Adin?” she called out in disbelief. “Where are you?”

As if in answer, her stomach growled again. Holly decided that maybe she should have some breakfast before taking another look at the camera. Maybe her head would be clear with some food in her belly.

She grabbed a shirt from the bag and threw it on as she went back to the fire, then got out a skillet and started frying spam and toast. While the spam sizzled, Holly got impatient and picked up the camera again. The photo still looked oddly distorted, so she flipped to the next one.

The screen displayed a tall, muscular, and shaggy-furred creature only vaguely recognizable as a raccoon by the rings on her tail, back arched and head thrown back in a howl. Unable to accept what she was seeing, Holly flipped to the next photo, which showed another shot of the monster from behind, with Adin getting up to run in the background.

Smoke rose from the pan over the fire as Holly flipped through the two remaining photos. One photo showed a gray blur run off after Adin, and the last one just had a shot of an owl mid-air. She dropped the camera in shock. That explained why Adin wasn’t in the tent, he’d run away after she changed into a monster. But why hadn’t he taken the car?

Holly rushed over to the car, where she’d slept the previous night. She looked around for signs of Adin’s presence. The driver’s side door was open a crack, so someone had evidently unlocked it, but where was that goat? As she scanned the area she noticed something on the roof of the car. Annoyed with her lack of height she opened the door all the way, climbed up on the seat, and peered over the side of the roof.

Long rents had been torn in the roof, as if a were-raccoon had landed on it and scratched it up. Realizing that the tears were pointing away from the driver’s side door, as if she had jumped in that direction, she looked behind her at the ground near the door. A large section of gravel had been brushed aside and the grass crushed. And behind all that, another trail cam.

Holly hesitated before taking that camera down and reviewing the photos, afraid of what they might reveal. But a series of loud pops from the direction of the campfire brought her out of her trance and she carried the camera off towards the fire. With annoyance, she found that her breakfast had burned beyond recognition and upended the skillet onto the campfire. Black smoke rose from the fire as Holly flipped through the photos of her pinning her friend to the ground, licking him like a playful dog, and finally swallowing him whole.

The realization of what she had done and the smell of burning meat made Holly’s stomach lurch. She bent over, heaving her guts out in disgust. For too long a time nothing came up, she hadn’t eaten anything in hours after all. And then, finally, she felt something climbing its way back up her throat. After it plopped onto the ground she refused to look at it for a couple of minutes, she just kept heaving until the pangs subsided.

Slowly, Holly raised her head to look at what she’d just regurgitated. A set of keys for a car of the same model that Adin drove. Her stomach growled one more time, and she swore that it called out her name. “Hhhhollllllyyyyy!”