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Inspired by a certain picture I found floating along the open sewers on the internet with no artist signature, this story contains cock transformation and furry porn, so if that's not your cup of tea or illegal where you are, look away ...now!

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The wolfess and the ram burst into the dorm room, giggling and laughing. The ram shut the door of his dorm, and tossed their newest possession on the bed. "Hah! I said they'd never know we took it!"

Carol lay down next to the book, and traced the archaic writing on the front. "What's a book like 'Sex Majiks' doing in the university library, anyway?"

"I dunno." said Kurt, opening it at random. "I mean, it's not like it's getting much use in the restricted section, anyway."

"Anything good in it?"

The ram puzzled over the book, scratching the base of his horns. "I... can't read it. Not much. It's in latin, or summat."

"Give it here." Carol snatched it away, and ran her fingers over the page. "That's... not paper, is it?"

"Hey, P-H-A- phallus transformatix, that's, like, my cock, or something, right?"

"Maybe it's a spell to make it bigger!"

"Oh, you think it needs to be bigger?"

Carol licked her lips, and her sharp, white teeth. "Well, I always like a bit more meat..."

Kurt wasn't looking. "Weird... I didn't see any pictures earlier... Ew. Looks nasty. You cut me... and then I draw on you in blood, then you, heh, that picture looks like you have to eat my cock. Now that bit I don't mind."

"Well? You wanna play with forces man was not meant to meddle with?"

Kurt shook his head. "I don't wanna get cut, and this stuff seems a bit silly. OW!"

He reeled back, his hand grasping his left bicep where droplets of blood were beginning to show through his thick white fur. "What the hell- oh!"

Carol licked her nails, tasting the sheep's blood. She had slipped off her skirt and top and posed naked on the bed, kneeling and leaning back so she could support herself with her arms, a few drops of blood gleaming on her coat. The gray fur of her back and flanks lightened to almost white on her belly, chest and muzzle. Her body was toned and muscular, packing a lot of force into her short frame. She traced her bloody fingers down her throat, and cupped a small but well formed breast. "Make me your canvas, my horny boy."

Kurt's shocked expression changed to a smile. He pulled off his t-shirt and his jeans, leaving smears of blood on them as he tossed them in the corner. "You're sure, right? 'Cos, I dunno, something might happen..."

Carol laughed again. "Scared?"

"Nu-uh." Kurt dragged the fingers of his right hand over the wounds in his arm, holding the book open in his left. "Okay, here we go..."

One eye on the book, he reached out and touched the tip of the wolfess' nose, tracing a line back to her hairline. She closed her eyes as he daubed more gouts of blood on her cheeks. He flexed again, driving more blood from the cuts, and setting the book aside, he smeared blood on both hands. In one motion, he drew twin lines from the base of her neck round the outside of her neck, and across her belly to meet just above her pussy. Checking the book again, he scrawled symbols on her body, over her tight stomach, and up to her chest, which began to heave as she breathe more heavily.

When her fur was covered with mats of his blood, he stood back, and wiped his hands on his sides. Her eyes fluttered open, in a sultry manner. "Done?" She asked.

Kurt nodded, and poked at his arm, where the blood had clotted over. "Feel any different?"

"No." She shook her head, almost disappointed. "But that doesn't mean we can't still have some fun-"

She reached out and touched him. A shudder ran through them both, and for a second the blood smears glinted with a golden light.

"Wow..." Kurt breathed heavily. "That felt... awesome!"

Carol reached down, brushing through the rough, curled wool that covered his firm, muscular body, and rested her hand on his erect penis. "Wanna feel something better?"

She began to masturbate him, moving her hand in slow, luxurious strokes that drew slow, almost painful thrusts from the ram. As a dribble of pre-cum roll out of the tip, she smeared it between her palm and the soft skin of his dick. The blood that touched the sexual fluids glowed unnoticed.

Feeling a little woozy, Kurt sat on the bed, and lent back with eyes closed to enjoy the hand job. Soft slurping sounds echoed in the room as his pleasure built, the churning in his balls, and the sharp pleasure down the inside of his legs. But as he began to trust harder into her hand, the pleasure spurting from him grew faster than he had ever felt before, waves that convulsed his muscles over and over until finally a white mist came over his eyes and he slumped back.

When he opened his eyes, Carol was sitting with her back to him, seemingly fascinated with something. "My god," she whispered. "It worked. It actually worked."

She turned and showed him what held here attention, cradled gently in both her hands.

It was his cock.

Startled, he sat up and reached between his legs, to find his balls, but nothing filling his sheath. And empty, terrifying hole gazed back at him.

"It just... came off in my hands." Carol twirled it between her fingers, her face tinged with amazement and a little apprehension. "I guess this is what the book meant when it said I had to eat it..."

She slipped the head of the cock between her lips, looking for all the world as if she was about to give it a blow job, and swallowed it whole. "NO!" screamed Kurt, leaping towards her.

But it was too late. He grabbed her by the shoulders, and shook her. "What did you do that for?" he yelled in her face.

She laughed at him. "Don't you want to find out what's going to happen? Don't you want to see REAL magic- OH!"

She flexed her body, rolling her shoulders out of Kurt's grip. She cried out again, falling to her hands and knees, flexing and twitching. The blood drawn her glowed golden as she shook herself, and her fur flowed off her body, leaving her pink flesh naked except for the trails of gold.

"Oh," she panted. "I-I can't- I've never felt-"

As if drawn out of her control, Carol threw herself at Kurt. He fell back on the bed as she kissed him savagely, her teeth drawing drops of blood from the pinprick round his mouth. "I know what to do," she growled.

Her hands reached down and pushed apart his legs. She fondled the ram's balls, and slipped a finger into his empty sheath. Kurt gasped as the sensitive skin was stimulated, bucking his hips, forcing her whole hand into him, his skin stretching to accommodate the wolfess's pink, furless hand. "You can't- How're you -AH!"

He bleated in surprise as she put her other hand to the lip of his sheath, and pulled it open. There was no pain, just the queasy feeling of shock at seeing his own dark red innards exposed. And then, when Carol slipped her legs into him, the rolling waves of pleasure as his bare nerves were stimulated to ecstasy by a contact that he had never, could never have known. His scrotum stretched, the bulges of Carol's legs clearly visible as she knelt within his flesh.

"This isn't possible," he said.

She moaned as she pulled the edge of his sheath up over her pussy, and covered her tail with it. Her back was to him, her body smooth, glowing with the symbols. "It is now," she replied.

Then, she howled, and threw her shoulders back, her arms locked behind her. The skin on her back opened, melted, and wrapped over her arms. Her limbs drew back into her body, shoulder and collarbones melting and flowing into a smooth nothingness.

"Oh god," She whispered. "I'm a part of you. I'm just another piece of your body now."

Kurt sat up, breathing heavily. "Please. Stop this. I-

I'm going to loose you."

Carol dipped her head, panting, as more pulsating changes washed over her. The golden lines swelled into blood vessels that pumped in time with their combined heartbeat. A thin, clear mixture of spittle and pre cum drooled from her lips as she slobbered, "Touch me. Please. Touch me. I need to feel you."

Kurt reached round her. With her changing body buried up to her waist in his crotch, her head came up to just beneath his, and he wrapped his arms around her still shapely form as her bone softened. The touch was electric, and both gasped as Carol's body pulsed, sexual pleasure coursing through, becoming the purpose of her body. Kurt cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples gently. Using the last of her muscles, she turned, and kissed her boyfriend. He tasted his male juices as she faded, her eyes sealing shut, nose rounding off, and muzzle puffing out to become the head of Kurt's cock.

Their mouths parted. Carol swung round blindly, her mind addled by the pleasure, her body firming up. It still kept her hourglass form as Kurt ran his hands up and down it. His pleasure built, and Carol's mind fell away, her personality, memories, and thoughts disappearing into darkness to be replaced by pure pleasure as she felt more and more pre cum dribble from her urethra.

Kurt pumped away, his eyes screwed shut in pleasure and the pain of loss, as the orgasm built up and up. He clenched and thrust forward, feeling the pulse deep within the testicles that were once Carol's legs as the semen was forced up the thick tube running up the underside of her body. Kurt let out a great cry as is spurted into the wall, over and over again, his body forced to clench as his pleasure took him.

His seed dripped down the wall as he collapsed, still twitching gently. As the blood flowed out of his girlfriend's body, it softened, draping over his massive scrotum. He panted, and examined himself.

He was alone with his new enormous member.