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The ground made soft crunches under my boots as I trundled back towards camp. My headphones were draped around my neck, bouncing lightly with each step. I had been listening to the radio before, but then it cut out to nothing after the strangest warning. Stay indoors, wait for help? Well, not much doing for that when you're already half way up a mountain on a great weekend away from the city.

I shouldered off my backpack and threw it to the side of my tent as I flopped down onto a log I had left just far enough away from the firepit. It had been a good day's hike. I loved walking around up here, but this was the first time in, what, a year, that I'd gotten a chance to do an overnighter. Maybe there was some kind of crazy chemical spill in the city, wasn't going to bother me up here any.

The soft sounds of the forest comforted me as I started setting up camp for the evening. That hadn't changed. The night creatures were rousing. I could even hear an owl hooting in the distance. I heard those were a bit rare, so I counted myself lucky. Sadly, the food was not so lucky. Beans, in a can. Real MAN food for MANLY men who sleep under the stars. Or so I try to convince myself as I pry open the top and get it to cooking over the fire. I'm not a die hard enough to try starting fires the hard way, a lighter works a lot faster.

That going, I moved away from the firepit and into the bushes, there was business to tend to. As the pressure waned, I glanced around towards a sudden sound. Something was in the bushes not far from me. There was a good chance it was something small and harmless. A rabbit looking for its den or even a fox looking for a rabbit, still, pays to be safe. I reeled in myself and zipped up quietly before backing out of the bush, to find my head colliding with something soft and the rest of me with something firm.

I about screamed, barely stifling it as I spun about into the visage of a strange beast. It looked like a cat on its hind legs, but its forepaws were grasping talons like a hawk or something, and its face was that of a raven. Despite the hard beak, it seemed curled, grinning at me as it offered one of those talons to me, "A nice evening, is it not?" it asked.

I was about ready to pass out, or worse. Some crazy cat thing, wait, no, these things have a name. Griffon? Gryphon? Griffin? However you want to spell that thing! It was coming closer. Or was that a she? The things I had bumped into were now jiggling at me in a most hypnotic way with every movement she made, "Don't be scared," she whispered to me, "I'm not here to hurt you."

One part of my brain was screaming at me to ignore anything she said and get to running, but another part was immediately soothed by her words. Of course she wasn't here to hurt me. Look how nice she looks... "Uh," I said eloquently, "Yea, it's a... nice night. You live around here?"

"Of course," she said with a rumbling purr. A better look at her, I guessed her feline side was a panther of some kind. She had a long tail that swayed and curled even as she tried to press to my front. That was too much, I hopped back into the bushes nervously. She made a soft cooing sound, clicking at me like someone trying to attract a scared puppy, "Don't be scared. There's nothing to be afraid of at all," she assured, gazing into my eyes with her own, those deep green orbs, slitted like a cat's, seeming to... I wasn't sure, it just seemed... safer.

"Right, my name is Timothy."

"Timothy," she said in that alluring purr of a voice, "What a lovely name. I am..." she paused, frowning a little as if she had a hard time remembering that, "Rosetta," she said at last, "I would like to join you, your food smells ready."

I couldn't smell the beans from so far away, but I guessed she had the senses of an animal. Still, sharing beans seemed harmless enough. I nodded quickly and tried to scoot around her back towards the camp, "There's enough for two," I assured, "Do.. griffins, usually eat beans?"

"Oh no," she said as she trailed behind me, "We eat lots of things, not just beans. I enjoy the taste of a long.." She was brushing against my side again, but my flinch was half hearted this time, "Arroused," she said as she leaned into an ear, "Virile... male"

I wasn't sure what to think. What she was offering was very lethal and painful, or she was coming onto me in a big way. She sat down right next to me on the log and reached over to pluck the can from the fire in her talons, only touching it with the tips of claws as she removed it from the heat and set it down in front of me, "Go on," she encouraged.

I doubted she wanted to fatten me up. It didn't quite work that way, so I grabbed for my backpack and got two bowls, dividing the spoils between us. When I was ready to hand it to her, I noticed she had one of her hands on my leg and was squeezing lightly. A blush ran vivid in me even as I pushed the bowl into her reach. She took it in her free talon and leaned in to nip an ear.

I wasn't sure when I stopped thinking of her as a freaky animal and more as an exotic woman, but it seemed a more powerful thought by the moment, my entire body warming and growing roused to her presence. Even her scent seemed attractive and luring. She wasn't really paying much attention to the food, neither was I. She was much more interesting.

She trailed a claw slowly along my thigh up towards my crotch, "I wasn't joking," she said, looking at me with those captivating eyes, "I plan to have dinner, and I am sure you will enjoy delivering it," She hooked a claw into my fly and began to unzip me, purring all the louder. My cock betrayed any hesitance I wanted to show, springing free the moment it could through the flap of my boxers, twitching in the cool evening air.

She was leaning over me, that beak getting closer. I flinched away, worried about what that sharp looking mouth could do, but then there was soft tongue, and rumbling purr. I was grabbing at her feline ears in moments, moaning as she engulfed me in heaven. Without her eyes on me, I could feel some part of her influence weakening, but the tongue bath my raging erection was receiving made focusing a bit of a challenge. It just felt so good!

Warm tingles seemed to pulse through my groin as she worked at me, lewd slurping sounds filling the camp area. My cock never felt so hard in my life. It was filling her mouth as if every loud slurp was making me harder and longer. I felt my balls brush against the log I was sitting on through my boxers and pants, which was odd, since they weren't hanging that low before. I spread my legs, trying to figure out what was going on, but she was blocking the view, working me to a delicious climax. Before I could put it all together, I felt those balls clench, and I grunted as I filled her mouth with thick bursts of pleasure, vision swimming with the intense orgasm.

I wasn't used to cumming so powerfully. Normally a few squirts and I'm good, but this time I was twitching in her mouth for what felt like a year, but was probably closer to fifteen seconds. She pulled back from me, licking her beak. I fell back, actually flopping off the log, dizzy with pleasure. She laughed at me and was on top of me, her groin rubbing against my half hard member as she looked down at me with a grin, "Silly boy," she crooned, "We're not quite done yet."

It was then that I could see my dick. It was huge, even at half mast. I guessed it was about a foot long now. It was dark red in color, with small little spines running along the top third of it. Lower, I could see its base was wrapped in thick black fur, a sheath like a dog, though it wasn't attached to my belly at least. She wriggled and I could feel her rubbing against that changed member, and my swollen balls. "We are going to make perfect clutches of eggs," she assured me, and it just sounded so perfect. She would be a wonderful mother, and I, what a father. I wanted to pin her down, to fuck her.

I wanted to see her round. My very soul seemed on fire with the overpowering urge. My cock was not half mast anymore, full and twitching as she rubbed her wet netherlips along the length, "Are you ready, my mate?" she asked, though her eyes said she knew. She knew everything. I was powerless to deny her wants, and now I felt I didn't want to anymore.

I grabbed for her hips, enjoying the warm fur beneath my hands, rubbing and petting her as I guided her up, pressing the tip of my raging pole to her dewy nethers. She was so slick, I pushed into her effortlessly. We were one, grinding together like a key in the right lock. Our moans met and became song as we rocked together in slow loving motions. Her talons lightly raked along my back as she hugged me close, pressing my face into her large soft tits. I could feel fur creeping out over my body as I danced with her. My back ached where she had scratched, growing worse, but never bad enough to keep me from the next push into her wanting form.

With a wet splitting sound, new wings burst free of me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the rest of me responding. With a sound mixed between a screech and a roar, I unloaded into her. My barbs held me lightly in place as I made her belly swell. The second climax was yet more powerful than the first, longer, with enough seed to be visible in her as she cooed her approaval, one talon rubbing at her womb as it filled with life. She pulled free from me, yeowling as the barbs plucked along her insides, but then swung around, bending over the log and raising her long tail high over her back and presenting me with her shapely rump.

I rose to my feet and found myself restricted. My clothes were biting into me in places, and loose in others. My shape was changing. I wasn't human anymore, I was becoming a griffon. Intense pain lanced through my feet as they were becoming digitigrade paws inside my boots. I reached down, scrabbling at them with fingers that were becoming talons. I managed to worry them loose and toss them away, socks moments after. She watched me patiently as I tore away at my clothes, liberating myself from these things that no longer belonged to me. The boxers came off just in time to let a long naked limb emerge from my ass, quickly shrouding itself in soft black fur.

I approached her with a deep growl when I was naked. Some tiny remnant of my old self quailed at how inhuman I had become, but I didn't care for that. I wanted to finish it, to be just like her, and be with her, forever. I lept on her, biting at her neck with my beak and holding her still with my talons as I plunged deep with a wet thump. We bred like animals, rocking against each other as our songs filled the forest, and scared the life out of most of the animals close by. Her tail danced along my front even as my cock danced inside her grasping cunt, those barbs driving wild ecstasy into her frame with every withdraw. Just as climax was about to grip me, I felt something new and odd.

Between my legs, behind my cock, something split open. The sensation was so disturbing I stopped pushing to look over my shoulder as if I could see what was going on. My insides began to swim around, adjusting for something that left me stunned and nauseous a moment. My mate squirmed out from under me, chuckling softly as I let out an uncomfortable groan. "Silly boy," she said, standing before me. Suddenly, I saw something new. Was she hiding it from me before now? She had a big cock, just like mine, red and barbed. "I didn't say who would be holding those eggs." She smiled and moved around me. A faint panic shook through me, but that part of me was already subdued. I nodded slowly, spreading my legs and watching her even as the queasy sensations fled.

She set her talons at my hips. They were round now, good for child bearing, or egg laying. She pulled me back, and was inside me, tickling at parts I never had before with her big, spined, dick. She was a skilled lover, making my body quake with delight, my screams, my roars, much louder than hers had been. I lost my old self, but I was looking forward to experiencing this new self. I would bear her many eggs.