{"sf1_id":466582,"sf2_id":"ZeqEabez","title":"One Night in Bangkok","author":"danath","words":4057,"posted_at":"2012-11-25T22:32:00.000Z","tags":["Female","Human","Male","Otter","Panther","Prostitution","Straight","Transformation","Wereotter","werepanther"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/466582-one-night-in-bangkok","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZeqEabez","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b4/91/b491ea80-ca27-449d-a71b-27df98022107","description":"Ray the werepanther has a sever case of blue balls. Fortunately, he's in Bangkok, where his fellow therianthropes are more than willing to help him out - for a price...","content":"One Night in Bangkok\n\nBy Danath  \nwww.danath.com\n\nRay and Phailin are © RayOElGatubelo   \n([http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rayoelgatubelo/](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rayoelgatubelo/))\n\n\\* \\* \\*\n\nRay blinked at the bright light of the Thailand sun as he   \nstepped out of the tall, modern office building and onto the   \nswarming sidewalk. People rushed by in both directions, many   \non bikes, and the honking and screeching from the packed   \nroadways filled his ears. The Hispanic male took a firm grip   \non his satchel bag, mindful of how easy it was to lose a bag   \non the crowded streets of Bangkok.\n\nHe turned left and headed for his hotel. Ray had an average   \nbuild, but fit, with black hair and black eyes. His olive   \ncomplexion took on a sheen of sweat in the late afternoon   \nheat. By the time he reached his room, his button-up shirt   \nwas soaked with sweat. He tossed his black suit coat onto   \nthe bed and stripped down before taking a refreshingly cold   \nshower.\n\nThe translating job brought him to Bangkok for the weekend,   \nbut the company he was contracted to arranged a fine hotel   \nwith all the amenities. He considered taking a swim in the   \nhotel pool later as he toweled his hair dry. His small   \nfour-inch cock, however, gave a little throb and he sighed.   \nHe hadn't been laid in weeks, which was a problem for   \ntherianthropes like him. Their unusually active sex drives   \ncalled for attention on a regular basis.\n\nRay was a bit of a ladies' man, though, and thanks to his   \nglobe-trotting job as a translator of nearly a dozen major   \nlanguages and three minor ones, he had regular hookups   \nnearly everywhere on the globe in the therianthrope   \ncommunity. Thailand was new to him, however, as he'd never   \nspent more than a day in the country previously.\n\nHe flopped, still naked and damp, onto the large queen-sized   \nbed in his hotel room and pulled his laptop from his   \nmessenger satchel. His cock hardened up as he browsed to the   \nsecret forums his kind used. Were-people from the world over   \nwere united by the internet more than ever, a blessing for   \nmales like him in need of a good night out.\n\nThe Thailand forum was, predictably, filled with a lot of   \ninformation about the country and the spots the   \ntherianthropes liked to hang out. He smiled when he realized   \nhis hotel was listed as a good cruising spot to meet others   \nlike himself, though he was always a bit paranoid about   \nbeing discovered.\n\nRay toyed with the platinum chain around his neck, the only   \nvisual evidence of his curse. He had to wear it at all times   \nto prevent himself from randomly changing into a   \nwerepanther, though he could, with the chain on, do so at   \nwill.\n\nAs he relaxed on his bed on his belly, he clicked a few more   \ndiscussion threads, reading the responses about the city's   \nhotspots. Horny as he was, as tired after a long day of   \ntranslating boring business meetings, the Hispanic male   \ndidn't notice as a long, black tail slowly grew out of his   \ntailbone and weaved in the air above him. The length was   \ncovered in fine black fur, except for the white tip. It   \nwasn't until his tail stroked across his leg that he   \nrealized he'd been partially transforming himself.\n\nScolding words followed as he focused. The tail disappeared   \nin a few moments and he let out a sigh. It wouldn't do to   \nhave a cleaning lady walk in on him with a tail. Long days   \nof translating took their toll on his focus.\n\nHe returned his attention to the forums and looked for some   \nplace nearby where he could find someone to spend the night   \nwith. One club in particular caught his attention. Billed as   \nclean, small, and friendly to foreigners, Ray copied the   \naddress down into his phone and loaded it up on the map. It   \nwas only a few miles away, just outside of the red light   \ndistrict.\n\nRay smiled and got dressed, pulling on a pair of light green   \nboxers, some blue jeans, and a loose button-shirt. He   \nconsidered tucking the blue shirt in, but decided to go more   \ncasual, and left it hanging out. He undid the top three   \nbuttons as well, showing off his platinum chain and smooth,   \nsemi-muscular chest.\n\nA small three-wheeled taxi took him to his destination for a   \nfew dollars from the per diem the company left for him. The   \nclub, named \"Creatures of the Night,\" appropriately enough,   \nhad a large red neon sign above a black door. It was set in   \nthe middle of a poorly-traveled alleyway. Ray nodded at a   \nfew people leaning against the walls near the doors,   \nrecognizing in them the tell-tale signs of lycanthropes and   \nother were-creatures.\n\nThe inside of the club wasn't as clean as promised, but the   \nsmell was good. The front of the bar was very tiny, with no   \nmore than a half-dozen seats at the bar and four small   \ntables arranged around it. The bartender regarded him with a   \nhostile glance until, when Ray sat down at the bar, his   \nplatinum chain glinted under his shirt. Recognition dawned,   \nand, speaking in Thai, the Asian bartender pointed him   \ntowards a red door in the back.\n\n\"I'll buzz you through,\" he said, motioning him away from   \nthe bar. \"This bar is not open.\"\n\nRay nodded and smiled. Many therianthropic establishments   \nhad a secret location somewhere on the premises. He walked   \nto the door and, after a moment, heard the lock click with a   \nfaint buzz. He stepped through and into the adjoining   \nfacility.\n\nIt was much cleaner and much grander. Plush red velvet lined   \nthe walls and a silver chandelier hung from the ceiling,   \ncasting a pale glow over the long runway extending into the   \nmiddle of the room. Black leather booths lined the walls and   \ntables sat in the open near the stage. Dance music played on   \nthe speakers.\n\nA mix of humans and weres sat around drinking and   \nconversing. Many were Thai, though Ray spotted a couple   \nforeigners like himself among the crowd. The bar, on the far   \nside of the room, was well lit, and Ray took a seat on one   \nend.\n\nThe bartender was an attractive canine were. She wore a   \ntight miniskirt and high heels that hugged her ample chest.   \nShiny black fur spilled out over the hemlines as she smiled   \nat Ray and set a coaster down in front of him.\n\n\"English?\" she asked.\n\nHe shrugged and responded in perfect Thai. \"Thai is fine.   \nI'm a translator,\" he said, smiling.\n\n\"Ah, very good!\" the canine said, showing off some long rows   \nof white teeth. Her up-curved tail wagged from under the   \nback of her dress, which hugged her rump quite well. Ray   \ntried not to stare, but already he could feel his erection   \nreturning.\n\n\"Just a beer, please,\" Ray said, handing her a note.\n\n\"Coming up!\"\n\nShe turned and, to Ray's eyes, put a little swing into her   \nsteps, causing her booty to sway seductively. Ray decided   \nhe'd definitely tip her well.\n\nA skinny, lanky equine sat a few seats down from Ray at the   \nbar next to a blonde human woman. They kissed and nibbled   \neach other occasionally. Ray looked away, not wanting to   \nstare as he realized the woman's hand was moving in her   \npartner's lap.\n\nHe was given a distraction by the stage lights, which turned   \ndown low. The music changed to something slower and Ray   \nturned on his stool to watch the show. Behind him, the   \nbartender set down his beer.\n\n\"You like the girls, huh?\" she said to him.\n\nRay turned and grinned. \"What can I say?\" He lifted the beer   \nand drank a good half of it, smacking his lips as the   \ncarbonation burned his throat. \"That tastes great, thank   \nyou!\"\n\n\"You're welcome! You need another... or perhaps something   \nelse... you let me know, okay?\"\n\nThe canine winked at him and Ray smiled. Well, his worries   \nabout finding a partner for the night were over, at least,   \nunless she was just working him for tips. Which was, he   \nthought, probably more likely. Still...\n\nOn stage, a Thai girl in a skimpy bikini walked onto stage,   \ntwisting and contorting her hips. Ray shifted on his stool   \nwhen he saw fur sprout along her arms and legs. The white   \nfuzz grew in thickly as she danced, rubbed herself, bent   \nover and shook her hips and the wispy white tail that formed   \nabove her plump bottom. A few members of the audience   \nwhooped as the human transformed into a rabbit during her   \nstriptease. Ray shivered, cock hard at the sight. He loved   \nwatching women transform. Many therianthropes didn't care   \none way or another, but to Ray, it was incredibly seductive.\n\nHe found himself staring, mouth hanging open, as the woman's   \nhuman features morphed. Her button nose was replaced by a   \npair of quivering pink nostrils and her front teeth   \nenlarged. She sucked on her fingers as her ears shifted to   \nthe top of her head, growing long and straight.\n\nHe didn't even notice when she lost her top and cupped her   \nbreasts; he was focusing on her changing legs, which twisted   \nand cracked with the ease of a familiar transformation. The   \nalready long, lean limbs lengthened, thickening especially   \naround her thighs with additional muscle under all that   \nfluffy white fur. Ray licked his lips and turned back to the   \nbar, shivering as his small cock throbbed in his jeans. He   \ndrank the rest of his beer in a single gulp and motioned for   \nthe bartender to bring him another.\n\nInstead of the attractive canine, a Thai woman appeared and   \ndropped a fresh beer for him. He handed her another note.\n\n\"Keep the change,\" he said.\n\n\"You here on business?\" she asked, pocketing the bill.\n\n\"Yeah... just for the weekend.\"\n\nThe woman leaned over. Her full, red lips spread open a bit   \nas she stared at Ray, the ghost of a smile on her lips. She   \nhad a large butterfly tattoo around her right eye, like a   \nperpetual shadow. Combined with her spring-green eyeliner,   \nit amplified her exotic physique.\n\n\"Mai said you looked pretty lonely,\" she whispered. She was   \nstanding on her toes, bent over the bar, arms crossed   \nunderneath her, showing off her breasts, which were wrapped   \nup in a white tube top. Her brown skin glistened. \"She told   \nme maybe I ought to come over and see how lonely you were.\"\n\nRay grinned and took a sip of beer. He was liking Thailand.\n\n\"Matter of fact... I am a little lonely,\" he said. He tried   \nnot to squirm too much as his aching cock throbbed in his   \npants. \"Think you might be able to help me with that?\"\n\n\"I think we can come up with some kind of arrangement,\" the   \nbarmaid said, standing up straight. She lifted her hands to   \nher head and pulled a bobby pin out, allowing her long dark   \nhair to cascade around her narrow face. She smiled at Ray   \nafter shaking her hair into place.\n\n\"Meet me outside in ten minutes,\" she said. \"Enjoy your   \nbeer.\"\n\nRay grinned and took his time with his drink, turning back   \nto the stage when the mysterious woman disappeared into the   \nback of the bar. The rabbit was on her back, paws on her   \nbelly, slowly humping the air. Even in his human form, Ray   \ncould smell the heat coming from her loins and shivered with   \narousal. Thailand was not a good place to be lonely.   \nFortunately, it looked like his problem was about to be   \nsolved.\n\nHe was outside in the alley twelve minutes later. The woman   \nwaiting for him, so he offered her his arm and she took it,   \nleaning into him as they walked.\n\n\"I'm Phailin,\" she said, stroking her fingers down his arm.   \n\"What's yours?\"\n\n\"Moribeseth. But you can call me Ray.\"\n\nPhailin paused, right eyebrow rising as she considered his   \nwere-name. Then she smiled and slipped her hand over his   \nbelly. \"Well, Ray, I hope I can make you feel less lonely.   \nBangkok is the city of love, after all,\" she said, smiling   \nup at him. \"It's $300 for the night.\"\n\nRay nodded. \"Done.\" At this point, he'd have paid twice that   \nfor this beautiful creature. His arm slipped around her   \nhips, holding the smooth skin of her bare side in his palm.\n\nTherianthropes had a thriving sex industry in most major   \ncities. They couldn't have sex with regular humans without   \nchanging them into therianthropes as well. If discovered,   \nthe consequences were severe, often decades of imprisonment   \nand confinement. An active trade not only helped   \ntherianthropes find steady income, it prevented \"accidents\".\n\n\"Where are we going?\" Ray asked, slipping his palm down to   \ncup the woman's tight ass.\n\n\"A place I know where a couple of animals won't be   \ndisturbed.\"\n\nPhailin's words thrilled Ray and he coughed as he stuck his   \nhand in his pants to hide his erection. He was short and   \nsmall down there in his human form, so he preferred being   \nable to change into his werepanther body. Trouble was, you   \ndidn't want to get caught in a compromising situation while   \ntransformed. Too many awkward questions.\n\nHe was still surprised, however, when their destination came   \ninto view. A few blocks from the club was a zoo, of all   \nplaces, and Phailin motioned for him to follow as she easily   \nscaled a wrought-iron fence and dropped inside. Ray grinned   \nand jumped onto the fence, clambered over easily, and   \nfollowed her down the path around the enclosures.\n\n\"A couple of animals won't be noticed here, huh?\" he asked,   \ncatching up to her and slipping his hand down the back of   \nher tight shorts. He squeezed her plump bottom and she   \ngiggled.\n\n\"We'll be all alone here... the zoo is closed and the keepers   \nall leave by now. Here, follow me...\"\n\nRay followed Phailin into a copse of tall bamboo trees just   \noff the path. The ground was smooth with fresh grass. He   \ncould smell the zoo around them as Phailin pushed him onto   \nhis back and straddled his hips.\n\n\"What do you like?\" she asked, grinding herself into his   \ncrotch. \"I want to make you happy...\"\n\nRay grunted as she pressed against his small erection. He   \nreached for her and cupped her chest as their mouths met for   \na hungry kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as he   \nfondled her breasts and pushed her top down around her hips.   \nHis thumbs teased her nipples and she groaned into the kiss,   \nhips still rolling against him.\n\nRay knew what he liked, however, and he rolled over, pinning   \nPhailin beneath him. She stretched out her neck as he   \npressed his lips to her throat and kissed his way up to her   \nchin, then back down to her chest. His fingers undid her   \nshorts and pulled them down her limber thighs as he licked   \nat her belly. She moaned and clutched at his hair as his   \nmouth covered her mound. Her heavy gasps echoed through the   \nwarm, damp air as Ray's tongue worked inside her.\n\nHe lifted his head after a few moments and grinned at her.   \nShe was wet now, moaning and eager, and he wiped his mouth   \non the back of his hand.\n\n\"I want to watch you change,\" he said. \"But slowly...\"\n\nPhailin smiled and nodded. She knew Ray's type - they liked   \nthe transformation. It got them off, and she'd done it for a   \nfew other males. She focused - difficult to do when Ray's   \nface disappeared between her thighs again - and gasped with   \nneed. Her fingers curled into the back of his head and she   \nshivered as golden fur slowly grew in around her thighs.   \nRay's fingers tightened on her legs as he felt the fuzz and   \nhe lifted his mouth again, jaw open as he watched.\n\nPhailin twisted her hips, putting a bit of acting into it as   \nthe golden fur spread over her thighs. Behind her, a broad   \ntail slapped against the grass. More features of her otter   \nwereform came into being as she writhed under the Hispanic   \nmale.\n\nRay grunted and reached for himself, rearranging his cock   \ninside his pants again. He stroked her thighs tenderly,   \nfeeling the transition occurring under his palms. He pressed   \nhis fingers into her smooth, dark skin, and dragged them   \nupwards, into the rapidly lengthening golden fur. The dark   \nblack pubic thatch shifted, lightening in color, as the   \nchanges spread north. Ray shuddered as she reached for him   \nand unbuttoned his shirt. She pressed her hands against his   \nchest and he felt animal-like pads on her palms, stroking   \nand caressing his bare skin.\n\nHer hands changed and he lifted them to his mouth, kissing   \nand sucking on her fingers as they transformed. Her fur was   \ngreen here, as it was from the elbows down. It was a nice   \ncontrast to the gold of the rest of her body and, looking   \ndown, he saw her lower legs were covered in the same light   \ngreen shade. Webbing grew in between the fingers, which he   \npressed against his lips. Her furry paws spread wide,   \nletting him lick and tease all he liked.\n\nPhailin gasped when his hands went to her chest. She focused   \nthere next, growing in the thick golden pelt to cover her   \nbare, smooth skin. Ray leaned down to lick her nipples,   \ntease her teats, as she wriggled beneath him.\n\n\"I want you inside me,\" Phailin gasped, grasping at the back   \nof his head as his tongue flicked over her nipples.\n\nShe helped him out of his pants and slid her palm against   \nhis lower belly before grasping his shaft in her smooth,   \nfurry paw pads. He was small, but she knew many   \ntherianthropes gained a lot after transforming. One of the   \ntrade-offs of their kind. Her own breasts had gone up a cup   \nsize during her shift, though the change wasn't as dramatic   \nas most.\n\nShe spread her legs around Ray's thighs as the human pressed   \nagainst her body. Her face was still human and, as he   \npressed inside, she kissed him, rubbing her paws against his   \nback and head as their tongues met. He moaned into her lips   \nas he felt her whiskers grow and shuddered. His hips lurched   \nforward, pushing all four inches inside. She moaned, more   \nfor show than for the pleasure it gave her. She preferred,   \nat this point, his tongue, though he was the customer, so   \nshe didn't say anything.\n\nHer short muzzle formed as she kissed him and soon he was   \nsucking on her tiny pink tongue. His eyes opened and she   \nsmiled as she realized they were different than before.   \nWhereas he had a pair of cute black eyes, now one was   \nsilver, the other gold. Something sharp tickled down her   \nsides - his claws. His hips pushed in slowly, withdrew,   \npumped in again. He stared at her face, breathing hard,   \nmoaning, sweating on top of her, as she wrapped her legs   \naround him and slapped his ass with her broad otter tail.\n\nRay's throat constricted and a loud growl pushed past his   \nlips, which he drew back, revealing sharp white fangs rather   \nthan normal human teeth. As his hips pushed against her, she   \nfelt him growing in size and let out a real, honest groan.   \nFeline features grew in over his face - his jaw thickened   \nand his nose spread wider, turning deep black at the center.   \nBlack fur filled in across his light brown skin and his ears   \nmigrated up his face, leaving a trail of black fuzz behind   \nthem.\n\nThe werepanther meant to transform slowly, but he found his   \ncontrol slipping as he stared at her golden fur. The black   \ntattoo was white, now, perfectly shaped against her golden   \nfur. Her green eyeliner survived the transition as well. Ray   \ngrunted, hips thrusting harder, and grasped at her chest,   \nmassaging her breasts roughly, the need rising inside him.\n\nThe wereotter shuddered when she felt his cock continue to   \nthicken. His chest and back broadened as well and her blunt   \nfingers dug into his shoulders, holding him down against   \nher. She could feel his pelt fill in under her paws and they   \nmoaned in unison when the first of his feline barbs tickled   \nagainst her inner walls.\n\nLoud, deep rumbles of pleasure filled the air as the   \ntransforming human took on more and more features of his   \npanther form. His platinum chain scraped against Phailin's   \nupper chest as his hard belly pushed against her. She   \nreached down and cupped his bottom, pulling him more   \nforcefully inside. Feline growls met that action and his   \ngrip around her golden hips tightened. Their muzzles met as   \nhe humped her harder, more firmly. His cock continued to   \ngrow and lengthen with every thrust, until she could feel   \nall ten thick inches penetrating her. She moaned and lifted   \nher hips, green feet and paws twitching every time he slid   \ninside.\n\nMore barbs formed along his length, teasing her insides   \nrelentlessly. Her eyes went wide as she climaxed   \nunexpectedly and clutched the panther's neck, gasping into   \nhis ears.\n\nHe grunted and rolled, carrying her with him, until he was   \non his backside. The last patches of smooth human skin were   \ndisappearing under his thick black pelt as she watched,   \npalms down against his muscular new figure. He was broader,   \nheavier, built more like a football player than an office   \nworker now. She knelt, knees to the sides of his belly, and   \nbounced her hips over his length, hands clutching at his   \nchest. His paws, large and black-furred, groped at her   \nchest. He snarled as she clenched around him, sending bolts   \nof lust through him. The final patch of bare skin   \ndisappeared, covered by a bit of white fur, the only bit in   \nthe sea of black across his body.\n\nHis long tail slipped around hers, twisting and twining with   \nall the flexibility a feline appendage could offer. The   \nwhite tip brushed against her golden fur as they pushed   \ntogether.\n\nRay hadn't been with anyone like this in a long time.   \nPhailin was incredible, both in human and therianthropic   \nform. She was so tight, hot, wet, and willing to transform   \nfor him. He licked his black lips, ears twitching as he   \nlistened to her soft cries. Her heat radiated around his   \nbarbed shaft as he pumped up into her, getting closer by the   \nmoment. She climaxed again and her juices ran down his inner   \nthighs, releasing her powerful scent into the air, urging   \nRay to pump even harder.\n\nHe sat up, arms going around her lower back, clutching her   \nchest to his. Their muzzles met one final time, kissing and   \nlicking, black on gold, legs and arms mixing, scents   \neverywhere, a fury of thrusting and moaning. Ray ground   \ninside, stiffening as he felt his release. His ten-inch   \nshaft throbbed deep inside the otter and he huffed, moaning   \nagainst her cheek, eyes shut tight. Her paws stroked his   \nneck and back as she felt him cum inside her; he tensed up,   \nclutching at her, holding her tight, motionless, as his   \npent-up seed released.\n\nHe held her like that for several minutes, occasionally   \ngasping or twitching as she moved her hips teasingly. Her   \npaws stroked his face and she smiled.\n\n\"You really needed that, didn't you?\" she asked. He'd been   \ngood, she had to admit - she hadn't needed to fake those   \norgasms.\n\n\"I did... thank you, Phailin,\" he said, voice dropping to a   \ncontented purr.\n\nRay lay on his back, pulling the otter with him, so that she   \nlay on his broad chest. His thick erection softened, pulling   \nfree of her body slowly, each barb gingerly scraping along   \nher sensitive walls, until it flopped out and withdrew into   \nhis sheath. A trickle of cum leaked from Phailin's wet pussy   \nas she shifted, a moan of desire echoing from her small   \nmuzzle to Ray's ears. A very nearly, for the Thai   \nprostitute, authentic moan. She'd enjoyed herself.\n\nRay kissed her forehead, then her right eye, tracing the   \noutline of her white butterfly with his rough tongue.   \nPhailin was incredible. She'd been into it, too, more than   \nmost of the girls he'd hired in the past. His claws tickled   \nher thighs, making her squirm.\n\n\"Phailin... I want to see you again,\" he murmured, catching   \nher lower lip in his teeth.\n\nPhailin smiled. It was always nice to know she'd hooked a   \nmale, and Ray was definitely hooked...\n\nFin\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}