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Rash sprawled over the sun chair, the blue-furred snow leopard enjoying the summer sunshine next to the pool. He had a cool drink in one hand, while the other shielded his eyes from the sunlight that streamed down, the parasol he had been using for shade no longer in the right position. He knew he could just get up and move it, but he was so comfortable where he was.

“Come on, why don’t you show me?”

The snow leopard sighed and looked to the side. Lying on his belly on the warm bricks beside the pool was Huffzie. The fox’s bushy tail languidly swished from side to side as he grinned up at Rash.

“Why do you even want to see it? I’m sure you can just do it to yourself, can’t you?” Rash replied curtly. He squinted down at the fox, keeping his hand over his eyes so the sun didn’t blind him.

“Yeah, but I want to see it on you,” the fox replied. He smirked, all his teeth showing in a manner that was almost threatening. “Come on, please! You show me, and I’ll show off some of what I can do.”

Rash sighed and rolled his eyes as he drained the rest of his glass. He held it out in the fox’s direction. “Go get me another drink and I’ll consider it,” he said. He didn’t even turn to look at the fox, just staring down at the glistening water in the swimming pool.

Letting go of the cup as Huffzie took hold of it, the snow leopard had just a moment of notice as the fox suddenly tipped up the sun chair. Though he tried to stay on it, momentum and gravity dragged him down until he toppled off the edge, splashing down into the water with a startled squawk.

Closing his mouth so he didn’t inhale any water, he quickly twisted his body and tried to kick back up towards the surface. His fur plastered to his body, and already he could start to feel a tingling in his legs. “Huffzie, you bastard,” he spluttered as he spat water from his mouth, already reaching for his swimming shorts and pulling them off before it was too late.

Huffzie dropped to his haunches and smirked down at the snow leopard as the cat’s shorts were kicked to the side to slowly float up to the surface, but Rash’s nudity wasn’t his focus. Instead he was looking at the rippled reflection of Rash’s legs. It looked almost as though it was a mere effect of the light rippling through the water, but Huffzie knew that the way the snow leopard’s legs were pressing together was real and no trick of the light.

The snow leopard paddled towards the edge of the pool, resting his arms on the bricks and letting his legs dangle behind him. His thighs were sticking together, slowly merging down until his knees and even ankles were completely connected. His fur was smoothing out into slippery scales as everything from the waist down turned into something like a fish’s tail. Long fins sprouted out from what used to be his thighs and feet. The mercat drummed his fingers on the brick. “Happy now?”

“Very happy, yes,” Huffzie said with a wide grin. He crouched down at the side of the pool. Rash was tempted to reach up and pull the fox in, but instead he hauled himself up out of the water, flicking his long tail up to drape across the hot tiles.

“It’s going to take me hours to dry out enough to change back,” Rash grumbled to himself. He was ungainly out of the water with his tail, forced to drag himself back towards the shadows so he didn’t burn himself on the hot brick tiles. He glared up at the fox responsible for the inconvenience. “Can you at least get me that drink?”

With a smirk and a flick of his tail, Huffzie slipped away to get Rash’s drink, leaving the mercat alone to struggle to haul himself up onto one of the chairs. His long tail was graceful and strong in the water, but outside of it, it was an incredibly cumbersome thing. Sighing, he closed his eyes and flicked his fins as he got himself comfortable again. It wouldn’t be until his body was completely dry until his legs returned. At least he could guilt the fox into doing anything for him until the tail wore off.

It was a few minutes before Huffzie returned, a glass of icy cold water in his hand and a devious grin on his face. Rash didn’t pay much attention to that. Huffzie almost always had a devious look. It must have been a fox thing.

There was a strange oily residue on the outside of the glass, but Rash ignored that and just started to drink. It wasn’t until he’d swallowed a few mouthfuls did he realise there was an odd taste to the fluid as well. He frowned and glanced up at the fox, but Huffzie wasn’t standing where he had been moments earlier. The fox wasn’t anywhere to be seen, despite Rash knowing that he couldn’t have gone far so soon.

“Uh, Huffzie?” the mercat asked as he sat up in his chair. He tucked his fins beneath his rump as he looked around the garden. He frowned and placed the glass of water on the nearby table, tapping his fingers on the clear glass surface. His stomach growled and a bitter taste was starting to grow on his tongue, causing the mercat to wretch slightly, doubling over and placing his hands on his belly.

Squeezing his eyes closed, Rash panted. His tongue hung out from his muzzle as he tried to get rid of the curious taste in his mouth. Then, as suddenly as the nausea had come, it passed. He slowly opened his eyes, then snapped them shut immediately. His vision swam uncomfortably as he squinted out again. Everything was doubled, and it took him a few moments to get used to the sensation.

Rash’s hands slowly brushed up the side of his face. His muzzle felt thicker and wider, and his hands brushed over two sets of lips, one above the other. Going a little further still, he felt around his eyes, sure enough finding four of those as well, again with one pair situated above his original set. Or the other way around. He couldn’t be sure which eyes had been there before, and which had just grown in.

The mercat twitched his muzzle as he felt one of his tongues twitching. Then his lower mouth opened, making him squawk in surprise at the sudden, uncontrolled movement.

“Ah, that’s... not quite what I wanted,” the lower mouth said, speaking in Huffzie’s voice. The fox continued to speak, ignoring Rash’s babbled protests of confusion as he tried to work out what was going on. “Hang on a minute, I can fix this up.”

A firm tugging started to pull on either side of Rash’s head. He gritted his teeth and pressed his hands against both sides of his muzzle, but he could feel the swelling of his head pushing them both out. Once more he closed his eyes – all four of them – and let out a slight whimper as the pressure within his skull built up ever more.

The mercat’s hearing doubled as the pressure dissipated like a bubble bursting. He didn’t trust himself to open his eyes just yet, but he could hear someone breathing right next to him.

“That’s a bit better,” Huffzie said, his voice coming from somewhere close to Rash’s ear.

Slowly, the mercat opened his eyes and glanced to the side. Huffzie’s head was right next to his; much closer than it should be. He yelped and recoiled back from the sight, almost falling off his chair, but the fox’s head came with him, staying just a few inches away.

Glancing down, Rash realised his shoulders had grown wider to account for the now two heads that emerged from them. His head had moved slightly to the left to allow for the fox’s head to grow beside it. Huffzie’s russet orange fur melded in to the blue fuzz around his neck in a manner that looked almost natural.

Rash prodded around his right shoulder with one finger, before stroking it up the side of Hufzzie’s neck. The mercat lost the sensation of touch as soon as he passed over from blue to orange fur. “What did you do that for?” he growled at the fox.

“Well how else are you going to get some legs back soon?” Huffzie replied.

The mercat’s hands twitched, before slowly they began to drop down as the fox took control of them. Rash yelped and struggled, but was only able to bring his left hand back up to his chest, while his right stroked over the divide between thick, wet fur and the fish-like scales that covered his tail.

“My... legs back?” Rash asked. He tilted his head to the side and frowned as he tried to look across to Huffzie, but with the fox’s head so close that wasn’t too easy.

“Well yeah! Once I merge in with you, I can control your body’s form just as easily as I can with my own,” the fox explained, the devious grin never once leaving his face. “Until I let you go, you’re all mine to play with. But don’t worry. I know exactly what turns you on!”

“Oh come on, that’s not fair,” Rash muttered. He gave up his attempts to wrestle control of his right arm back, just letting the fox explore his crotch with an almost lazy stroke.

“What have you got down here anyway? I’ve always wondered that,” Huffzie said quietly. His fingers gently brushed over the smooth scales, feeling around for the small slit that housed the mercat’s genitals. Rash’s fins flicked as the fox found them, drawing a small gasp from the feline’s mouth.

A long, sinuous shaft started to emerge from the slit, throbbing slightly in the grip of the fox’s hand. Both heads groaned in pleasure as Huffzie gently stroked it, his fingers squeezing lightly around the tapered tip.

Rash was so distracted by the feeling of his own fingertips at his cock, he didn’t even notice the changes starting to take place on his left hand. Too late did he notice his fingers all melting together. Even as he tried to keep them apart, he could feel them all blending into one solid mass. The formless shape began to wiggle under his control, until it split open into a new muzzle, complete with tongue and teeth. Eyes followed just after, and Rash blinked them in surprise at the new clone of his head situated at his wrist. He stared at himself through both sets of eyes, before shifting the focus from his headhand onto Huffzie’s grinning head.

“What was that for?” Rash growled.

In response, Huffzie moved his hand away from their cock and waggled his fingers at the mercat’s grouching headhand. He stroked into the ruffled fur for a few moments, before that hand started to go the same way. Fingers melded together as the fur started to change from deep blue to russet. Before long, there were two grinning fox heads leering at Rash as the fox’s orange fur crept up their right arm until everything from the shoulder down looked more like Huffzie’s. The vulpine headhand reached across to nuzzle into Rash’s.

“Thought you were meant to be giving me my legs back,” Rash grumbled. He tried to pull his headhand away, but Huffzie insistently followed after it, even resorting to nibbling on the mercat’s ears and tugging him back. Rash eventually relented, moving his headhand back across his chest for Huffzie to nibble and lick at it.

“I’ll get there eventually,” the fox replied. His head leaned in to rest against Rash’s, though with their position so close together, he couldn’t do much more than that. The vulpine’s headhand moved away from Rash’s, dipping lower until he nuzzled against their still-erect cock. Softly at first, Huffzie’s tongue ran down their full length, making both shiver and moan. Their upper heads both leaned into each other. Huffzie’s headhand grinned. “Doesn’t that feel much nicer than mere fingers?”

“Yeah, it is... but I’d still prefer some legs,” Rash said, trying to suppress the gasp that threatened to break free from his throat.

Huffzie rolled his eyes and withdrew his headhand from their crotch. Rash whimpered as the stimulation of the fox’s tongue was removed.

“Fine, if you insist,” Huffzie said. Almost immediately, a strange, melting sensation began to trickle through Rash’s tail. From his hips down it felt like he was liquefying. He tried to flick his tail and twist his body around to place his fins down on the tiles, but nothing wanted to respond to his commands. Grimacing with both muzzles, Rash could only look on and watch as they slowly began to separate from the fins up.

A seam formed in his fins, dimpling down before eventually splitting them completely in two. The seam then began to creep up his tail, at first dividing into two useless, tail-like appendages. As the split crept up towards his hips they began to bubble and shift, forming the features of legs once more.

Huffzie murmured something beneath his breath as their legs took shape, emerging from the scaled tail. Toes flexed and stretched as fur began to emerge once more. Their left leg was blue and feline, while their right was russet and vulpine. Even their torso was changing to reflect that, leaving their colouring split right down the middle. Huffzie on the right, Rash on the left. Throughout it all, their cock remained untouched.

Rash reached down to nuzzle at their cock. Despite their newly returned mammalian features, their aquatic, semi-prehensile cock still emerged from a slit, with the gentle mound of internal testicles resting just beneath.

The snow leopard squeaked as he felt another muzzle brushing against his cock. He glanced down with his upper head to see Huffzie’s headhand also reaching in to tease at their shaft. Their two tongues teased over their sensitive length, while their upper heads twisted so they could lock lips. Rash wasn’t certain, but he was sure their shoulders widened a bit to allow that, but he didn’t care enough to look.

Both rumbled happily into their kiss, before letting out a gasp of pleasure as their tongues felt the thick shaft between their headhands throb and swell a little larger. Their balls soon followed, pressing out of their crotch and becoming externals once more, dangling down beneath their shaft.

Like their tail before, a pinched seam emerged at the tip of their cock and slowly started to inch down their length. Both groaned, their hips thrusting forward as their tongues lavished attention on their splitting cock. It ripped and divided right down the middle, each half swelling back out to its original size.

Rash let out a whimpering squeak. All four eyes were wide as he stared at the twin cocks at his crotch. He licked his headhand’s lips and moved it back down to his crotch, teasing at the left cock with his muzzle, before slowly taking it into his mouth. Huffzie leaned his head back, and Rash soon followed, letting them sink back to lie out on the reclining chair. The fox’s headhand rested on their chest, eyes closed and mouth slightly open, panting in time with the two heads on their shoulders.

Rash had never been flexible enough to give himself a blowjob, but now that he could, the sensation was utterly incredible. He didn’t even mind that he only had control of half of his body. He just lay back and squeezed his eyes shut while his tongue worked at his cock, listening to the soft moans from the fox’s head right by his side, and feeling the slow drool of pre from the other cock at his crotch drip down onto his muzzle.

Both cocks squirmed slightly. One pressed back at Rash’s tongue, and the other draped across his muzzle. A vestige of his mercat form, he had some limited control other their movement, certainly moreso than he possessed in his mammalian form. He loved the way it moved over his tongue, though it took him a few moments to realise that it wasn’t responding to his movements. He blushed a bit as he realised it must be the fox moving it.

The snow leopard worked slow, teasing his cock gently and curling his tongue around the shaft. He bobbed his headhand gently, small movements of his elbow and wrist moving it across his cock. He could feel the cool air across the other shaft, and for a few moments he wondered why Huffzie wasn’t pleasuring that cock as well. Then he felt the fox’s muzzle nudging against his wrist.

“Hey, you know what would feel even better?” the fox asked. He leaned across and nosed Rash with his main head as well.

“What’s that?” Rash replied. Though he slowed the movement of his arm, he didn’t pull his headhand up off his cock, enjoying the feeling too much to give it up just yet.

Huffzie just smirked and didn’t say anything, making Rash growl softly and go back to properly sucking his cock. He stretched his tongue from his lips and tried to give the other shaft a few licks as well, but not wanting to release his, he was barely able to touch it. It wasn’t until a twinge of heat just above his crotch dragged his attention away from the twin cocks.

“Huh? What now?” Rash asked. Reluctantly, he lifted his headhand up off his cock to look at what the fox was doing to their body now. A strange warmth was radiating out from a pair of points just below his navel. At first it was just heat, but a second sensation was starting to grow beneath it. Pleasure.

Two twin slits opened up in the epicentre of the developing erogenous zone. As one, their hips rose up off the chair, and their headhands came together in a kiss. Just the sensation of their new pussies opening up almost brought them to orgasm, and both fox and snow leopard panted as the pleasure washed over their bodies, before it settled down to a more natural level.

“That was a little more intense than I thought it would be,” Huffzie said quietly as they broke the kiss between their headhands. The fox then grinned and gave Rash a lick on the side of the muzzle. “Just wait until you feel what the real thing is like.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Rash replied with a barely suppressed moan. He tried to lower his headhand down onto one of their new pussies, but was stopped by Huffzie’s arm.

“I have a better idea,” Huffzie said. The fox pushed Rash’s arm out of the way, before nuzzling against one of their cocks. With help from their prehensile nature and some coaxing from the fox’s tongue and muzzle, he was able to slide the tips of both shafts to rest over their pussy lips. Though Rash wanted to intervene, he stayed still and let Huffzie do all the work. He knew what was coming, and he let out a little whimper of anticipation as the fox tensed his hip. Huffzie flicked his headhand’s ear. “Ready?”

Rash simply nodded, before both threw their heads back in pleasure as they lifted their hips, sinking the twin cocks into the matching pussies just above them. Because of their prehensile nature, they didn’t need to do much to fill their pussies; just a few little thrusts from their hips and the cocks did the rest.

Sliding in deep, Rash and Huffzie both clenched their pussies tight around the thick, prehensile cocks. They squirmed and pulsed inside their sensitive passages, moving almost with minds of their own as they buried in as deep as they could.

Both sets of heads were locked together in passionate kisses. Tongue pressed against tongue as they wrestled for dominance over their body. Though their necks craned uncomfortably to kiss each other, neither wanted to break contact with their muzzles, to enrapt with pleasure from their lightly thrusting hips and clenching pussies to think of anything else.

As they kissed, Rash could feel a familiar warmth spreading through the mouth on his regular head. The fox’s shapeshifting abilities were changing him again, and it wasn’t long before he realised what was happening. His tongue was stiffening, and as Huffzie’s tongue pressed against his lips, he could feel the same happening to the fox’s. Pre started to fill his mouth as his cocktongue grew in, swelling and filling his maw until it poked out past his lips.

Huffzie leaned back slightly so he could grin at Rash with his cocktongue hanging out of his mouth. The separation only lasted a few moments before their muzzles were pressed back together again, cocktongues frotting against each other. The snow leopard knew they wouldn’t be abel to hold back long. The warmth of their pussies around their cocks would have been enough, but their cocktongues were rapidly sending them over the edge of arousal.

With a whimpering pant, Rash trembled and pressed his headhand hard against Huffzie’s, feeling his cocks throb with desperate need. His hip twitched in time with the fox’s half of their shared body as all four of their cocks tensed.

For a brief fraction of a moment the two fell still as they hung right on the edge, knowing that just the slightest bit of stimulation would send then toppling right over it. All it took was Huffzie’s lips tightening around Rash’s cocktongue, and their two headhands were forced to unlock lips so they could be thrown back against the recliner, howling in pleasure.

Their cocks throbbed and pulsed one more time, before with a firm thrust from their hips, they came hard. They filled their pussies with their seed with several strong sprays of cum. A moment later their cocktongues erupted as well, filling their mouths with their seed until they were forced to move their heads back, spluttering and coughing on the thick loads that continued to unload on their muzzles.

Neither could move as they rode the pleasure of their orgasm. Even as it began to fade, all they could do was whimper pitifully. Cum dribbled from their mouths, dripping down onto their neck and pooling on their chest. It also leaked from their pussies, most locked inside them by their thick cocks.

When finally they were able to move, Rash tilted his head to the side and gave Huffzie a little kiss on his muzzle. “Not quite the drink I was after,” the snow leopard said, using his headhand to speak. He nuzzled it against Huffzie’s. “But it sure was enjoyable.”

The fox giggled, trying to speak around his stiff cocktongue, before also switching to his headhand to speak. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Be a bit awkward if you didn’t, as we’re probably stuck like this for a few hours at least.”

Rash’s ears tensed, before he relaxed back against the chair. “I’m sure I’ll be annoyed with you later, but for now I can’t summon the energy,” he said, before he was distracted by their cocks popping free from their pussies, bringing a small flood of cum as it drained from their slits.

Once their moans faded, Huffzie giggled and gave Rash another quick kiss. He then slowly sat up, dragging the reluctant snow leopard up with him. The fox glanced towards the pool. “Want to try and swim like this?”

Rash glanced down to their shared body, split down the middle between fox and snow leopard. They would have to work together to do anything, until the fox was able to unmerge again. He licked his headhand’s lips then shrugged his shoulders. “Sure. It will be interesting swimming with proper legs for once.”