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Jace and Kyle were young, handsome, fresh out of college, and ready to start their lives and futures together. Jace, the younger of the two, with his boyish good looks and bright blue hair was pretty much who you'd expect to see behind the counter at your favourite music store with his mouth in front of a mic during his free time. Coincidentally enough, that was where fate kept him for now while he shopped his band's demo around. Kyle was taller, and a little older than Jace, and he was by and far more practical. He made his living in painting, having opened his own gallery the year prior.

The two met during their freshman year, Kyle being Jace's savior in a little dispute he had with someone twice his size. And by little dispute, I mean the oaf was bullying him, and making him miserable. Kyle settled things in the most-diplomatic way a fist to the face could, and ever since then, despite their obvious differences, the two had been inseparable. Somewhere along the way they fell in love, and began that predictable path of happily ever after.

Besides, the sex was too good to deny.

Today marked their five year anniversary, and Kyle had the whole evening figured out. A romantic dinner, cuddling together under the stars, and watching the meteor shower that was meant to occur that very evening. They'd wish upon a star, every star, and all of their dreams would come true. Admittedly, Kyle was also a hopeless romantic.

Jace was just hopeless.

He awoke with a start, ran into the bathroom to make some sense of himself, pulled on whatever clothing he could find, and made to dash out the door. Noticing that his lover had already begun his morning ritual (or as he put it concerning Jace, his morning quicktual), he crept over to the door -- arms outstretched -- to say good-bye to his beloved.

"I'll see you tonig... er, eh?" Kyle blinked as Jace zipped past him, leaving his arms disappointingly unoccupied.

"Sorry, sexy, but I'm gonna be late!" he called as he dug into his pocket for his car keys. "They're threatening to fire me if I'm late again."

Kyle shook his head, rolled his eyes, meandered over, and tightly hugged the other before the opportunity was lost. "Well, don't forget to come home as soon as you can. I've got plans for us," he cooed as his hand drifted down the length of Jace's chest, and teasingly tugged at his belt a bit. Jace's breath hitched slightly; as conservative as Kyle was in most ways, he was anything but when it came to his own sexual agenda.

"Unnng... you're making it hard... to go to work..." he stammered as he tugged the door open. "You should really know better than to do that before I leave. Now I'm gonna be hard all day.

"Good," came the devious response. "You'll hurry home then."

"Yes, master," Jace said as he rolled his eyes, turned the ignition, and began backing out of the driveway. "Love you!"

"See you when you get home," Kyle practically purred as he watched the younger pull away.

~<>~

The day crept along as normal for Jace, who only anticipated returning home to be with his beloved. It was his own fault for having to work during the day, having forgotten to request the day off when he could. But despite the day being wasted he knew the night would be extra-special. They'd lay under the stars, cuddle, watch the meteor shower, have a lot of sex... it was a cheesy and romantic to Jace, but he was really a sucker for that sort of thing.

It's a good thing he remembered to cancel band practice tonight. Kyle would have killed him.

Jace was practically out the door the moment his shift ended. He wanted to get something extra special for Kyle to make up for the fact that he had to work; fortunately for his plans the music store was in a mall. So, he went on a quick little spending spree. The obligatory items were bought, such as roses and a card, but he wanted to get something even more special. Something that would really wow his lover.

He passed by a fetish store, aptly named Second Skin, and quickly backpedaled. It was a naughty thought, but, there again why shouldn't he give it a try? Kyle was a kinky fuck (in more ways than one), and Jace liked the shiny clothing they had to offer, so...

He stepped inside, and found himself grinning from ear to ear. He wandered through the aisles, and saw a huge variety of rubber clothing. You name it, they had it; pants, shirts, jackets, underwear, costumes, and so much more cluttered their shelves. He paused in front of a specialty display of a cute one piece outfit. The design was unique; a thick strip of fabric came up the front of your body, down past your crotch, up the crack of your ass, and up the spine to connect with the neck. A few straps dangled from the hips as well. It seemed delightfully accessible, being so devoid of fabric while clinging to just enough skin to leave some things to the imagination. It was unique, risqué, but definitely sexy. And, really, what better way to celebrate their first five years together than matching rubber lingerie? So he bought two pairs in dark blue and golden brown; the latter intended to bring out Kyle's blond hair and blue eyes perfectly.

It was an expensive buy, but one that he knew would be well worth the money. He had to try it on right then and there. He hurried to the nearest bathroom, stripped out of his clothes, and slipped into the slinky little blue outfit. The rubber clung to his chest perfectly, outlined his taut stomach just so, and definitely enhanced every feature his crotch had to offer. The back of the outfit rode up his ass in such a way that it outlined those curves perfectly. He couldn't believe how wonderful the outfit fit, and how good it felt against his bare skin. His hardening member only confirmed his emotions.

After a few minutes of primping in his new outfit he pulled his clothes on over the rubber. As his clothing glided over the rubber his already stiffened cock erected further. He felt naughty, as if he was hiding something devious from the world. And he was. It was absolutely euphoric.

"I am never taking this off," he silently vowed.

All along the way home he imagined Kyle's lean body caged within the same sensual latex outfit, the curves of his body all the more defined, the girth of his manhood stretching the crotch's material in such a way that would gift any onlooker an instant hard-on. That imagery, coupled with the sexiness that lay hidden underneath his own clothing, made it a wonder that his horny mind didn't cause a car accident.

He pulled up into their driveway a few minutes later, his hormones glad to finally be home. He expertly handed the roses to Kyle as soon as he entered, earning himself a kiss, followed by a curious eyebrow arching as the recipient spied the Second Skin bag.

"So what's in the bag?" Kyle asked.

"A surprise..." Jace mused in a light voice, enticing Kyle's curiosity to gain interest. "I think you'll like it," he teased, beckoning his lover to follow as he headed up the stairs.

So much for dinner.

They got upstairs, entered the bedroom, and immediately Jace ordered the other to strip. Forever the dominant one of the pair, Kyle tried to turn the tables on him, but Jace simply presented the other with the garment he intended him to wear.

"What is this?"

"It's rubber," Jace plainly stated, a smile emblazoned upon his face.

"I can see that," Kyle huffed slightly, trying hard not to give away his own devious grin. "But before I put this on," he said as he handed it back to Jace, "I want you to put it on, and give me a preview."

Jace simply laughed, took the golden rubber in his hands, and tossed it onto their bed. He then slipped his own clothing off, letting his shirt and pants flutter to the floor, leaving him clad in nothing but the blue rubber outfit he had been hiding all of this time. He stood before his lover, and allowed the artist to admire what he would soon be wearing. Kyle ran his hands over Jace's chest appreciatively, drawing light circles over his rubber-clad nipples, marveling at the feel of latex against his own skin.

"You like?" Jace asked, a hint of coyness apparent in his voice. He mewled a little as Kyle's fingers squeezed his nipples, hardening them up, and causing the rubber to stretch to accommodate the new outline.

"I like very much," Kyle agreed as his hands wandered across Jace's skin, giving it some much needed attention. He wrapped his arms around his lover, and grasped his asscheeks. Jace squeaked slightly as he was manhandled, but sighed in contentment as Kyle gently stroked his cheeks with one hand while rubbing the small of his back with the other.

Jace rested his chin against Kyle's shoulder, wrapping his own arms around his waist. He spoke lowly, not wanting to disturb the ministrations his lover was causing. "Let me help you into yours," the musician said as he brought his hands to Kyle's front, and began peeling away at his pants.

"Please do," he agreed as he retracted his own hands to slip off his shirt, his lean, muscular frame taking over the majority of Jace's viewpoint. Jace then leaned down, and bit at the hem of Kyle's pants, and pulled them down the length of his legs. He then trailed his tongue up the length of his right leg, appreciating the shudders coming from his lover. He then took the hem of his underwear in his teeth, pulled it down to reveal his prize, and let them fall to the floor as well as he took Kyle's stiffening member in his mouth and suckled gently.

"Are you going to let me put this on?" Kyle laughed as he ran his fingers through Jace's vibrant hair. "I was hoping for a long night."

"Just getting you warmed up," Jace responded as he lapped around Kyle's balls, savoring the taste of his partner's groin. He then got up, pulled Kyle towards the bed, and handed the rubber garment back to him. "Alright, put it on."

Kyle flashed a grin, his cock already hard from his lover's teasings. He took the rubber garment, and slipped it on. The fabric glided up his legs, and clung to his buttocks just as perfectly as it did for Jace. The strips along his hips hugged him tightly, caging his lower body within a delicious rubber prison. He slipped the rest of the rubber up until he was fully consumed within the confines the design dictated. He turned about, showing himself off for Jace. Every bit of the outfit clung to all of the right spots, and then some.

"It's damned sexy," Kyle announced much to Jace's delight. His face couldn't hide the obvious elation; the feel of latex against his skin was beyond arousing. He took his blue-clad partner in his hands, kneeled over him, and smirked. "It's about to start, but we could... you know... make a meteor shower of our own."

His smile was just as cheesy as his line.

"Bad double entendre is bad," Jace shook his head as he wrapped his arms around Kyle's midsection. "I warned you about those."

"Meh, I'm allowed every once in a while," he laughed as he threw Jace onto the bed. He hovered over Jace, and leaned in for a kiss. And another. He nipped and licked the other's lips, delighting in the cute little sounds Jace always made. The two collapsed onto Jace's back, Kyle continuing to kneel over him, his latex crotch squeaking faintly as it rubbed against the musician's rubbery midsection.

Kyle glanced up for a moment, and watched as the meteor shower began. It looked as though the skies themselves were crashing down to the world, but in a most beautiful and most poetic fashion. His attention was brought back as Jace put a hand against Kyle's rubbery crotch.

"You know, I love this outfit," Jace murmured, the other agreeing with his lover. "I wish I could always wear it, you know? Never take it off."

"Heh, what, become one with it?" Kyle sighed out as Jace trailed his own hands up the artist's rubbery midsection.

"Yeah, I wish I can become one with this rubber outfit. You too. Together, we can be permanently bonded to it," he mused as he teased Kyle's nipples, pinching them slightly through the latex.

"Yeah, and I wish we didn't have to take so long to get turned on," Kyle laughed. "I love foreplay, but I wish that we were just turned on as soon as we wanted to have sex."

Jace laughed. "I wish we were cats, too."

"Cats?"

"Yeah, cats. Like, big cats. Lions, panthers, that sort of thing."

'Yeah, but I'd then wish that we were cats only when we wanted to be,' Kyle mused to himself. Ever the practical one, but he didn't want to ruin the moment.

"I also wish," Kyle said as he leaned down to for a kiss, "that I didn't have to take this off of you to have sex with you. You're too sexy in it."

"Mmm that would be nice," Jace agreed as he brought himself into Kyle's kiss, allowing his senses to be enveloped. The two exchanged kisses for a while, their tongues battling it out for dominance. As always Kyle won the battle, but the two were all set for a war.

Not a few moments into their love games an overwhelming surge of erotica flooded their senses. Of course, normally this was more than acceptable, but the two had barely done enough foreplay to cause such an immediate voltage of passion. Kyle groaned into Jace's throat as his cock throbbed against the slickness of his rubber prison, and he could feel the same arousal emanating from his lover. More importantly Kyle felt a sensation he rarely felt. Something was poking along inside of his asshole.

"Do you feel that?" Kyle whispered, almost whimpering as the sensation invaded his asshole. Once again, being the dominant one, this was somewhat foreign to him. But it still felt good, as if he was being pressed to arousal. As he awaited his lover's response he doubled over as erotica overwhelmed him; his dick felt like it would burst through the fabric that confined it in.

"Feel what?" Jace cried out, his voice desperate, his eyes full of want and desire. He bucked his hips against Kyle, demanding attention to his bulging member.

"It feels like something is inside my ass."

"Pfft, don't be silly. Last time I fucked you like that was weeks ago; you never let me," Jace whined as he pulled Kevin down again, demanding his attention be focused upon their lust. "Now stop babbling and keep going. You're killing the mood."

Kyle went down on Jace again, teasing his crotch slightly, one hand gripping Jace's cock through his rubbery confines, and the other hand groping along his backside. He tried to focus on pleasing his lover, and pumped Jace's cock with all the desire in the world he could muster, but the feeling persisted. Something was poking around in his ass.

"Jace, something's weird," he said as he released Jace's meat.

"Yeah, I'm not getting laid," he retorted. "And in this house, that is weird, because you fuck me at least twice a day."

"Be serious," Kyle huffed, placing a hand on his asshole. He felt around, his fingertips locating nothing but rubber, "Can't you feel that?"

"Maybe yours came with some butt plug or something," Jace offered, looking a bit thoughtful. "I thought they were exactly the same..."

"No, they feel normal..."

"Maybe you... ohhhhh wait, yeah, I do feel it. I couldn't tell at first cuz everything just felt so good," Jace purred. He was exceptionally used to, and enjoying of, this particular sensation.

"Doesn't that bother you?" Kyle asked, his own face beading with sweat as whatever forces were causing him to feel more carnal, and hornier than ever. He looked over his partner; the expression written upon Jace's face was nothing short of deep satisfaction. "Never mind, look who I'm asking."

"If it feels weird, just take it off," Jace moaned as his body was wracked with pleasure.

"No, it's alright, it feels good. It's just... weird, but in a good way," he replied just as the invisible dildo penetrated his ass further. A moan escaped his lips as he fell onto his lover, his lips crashing onto Jace's own. Not realizing it was involuntary Jace leaned into the kiss, and invited their tongues to the party. Their lips locked, their tongues thrashed about, desperate to claim dominance over the other's mouth. They smiled into their kiss, their bodies complete slaves to whatever sensations the invisible forces were causing.

"This feels so fucking good," Jace moaned out as he embraced Kyle, rubbing his hands along the length of rubber on his spine. "I want to fuck like this forever."

"Wearing nothing but rubber," Kyle grinned as he licked Jace's lips. "I think I'd like that."

"I never want to take this off," Jace panted as his lover retracted from his position, his hands trailing along the sides of Jace's body. Kyle kneeled between his legs, forcing his younger lover to keep his legs spread apart. Easy access was definitely one of the best features of these outfits. He slid a hand over the rubber guarding Jace's balls, delighting in the desperate sounds the other made. He nuzzled his face against his crotch as well, continuing to revel in his partner's lusty demands. Finally, he went to slide his hand underneath the strip of latex, but paused.

Something was definitely wrong.

Concern spread across Kyle's face as the latex around Jace's crotch appeared to be reforming. It spread itself out, and repositioning the musician's bits within the rubbery cocoon. It was as if it was reshaping his groin into a feline sheath. Finally Jace's cock, still harder than ever, poked through the tip of the rubber sheath just in time to drool a puddle of precum out onto his rubbery abdomen. He looked carefully at Jace throughout the process; his face contorted into various emotions of sexual bliss. The process was more than just altering him. It was turning him on, further than he already was.

"Jace, what the hell is happening to you?" Kyle called out, a mixture of confusion and concern paramount in his voice. He felt overcome with sexual sensations all along his body, but tried to block them out as he put his attention on his lover.

"What do you mean?" Jace called back, his voice throaty as the mysterious presence continued to molest his body.

"This!" Kyle shouted as he rolled Jace up so he could see his own dick. "Why is your cock jutting out through your rubber suit?!"

"Holy shit," Jace's eyes widened. "That's fucking hot," he said as he reached out for his own throbbing cock.

"That's beside the point. What's going on?" he demanded, assuming Jace had an explanation.

Jace made to respond to the question, but then looked down over Kyle's crotch. "Uh... you might want to look at yourself."

Kyle looked down, and immediately went into freak-out mode. His own cock and balls had gone through the same transformation, his head spilling out from his own rubber sheath. He also drooled a puddle of precum, but at this point it was all driven on panic. "Shit, Jace, what the hell is going on?" he cried out before doubling over, a tingling sensation erupting from the small of his back.

"I don't know," Jace called out as the same sensation overcame him. He quickly made to kneel, getting up on his knees to face Kyle, but the sensation became overwhelming. He closed his eyes and braced himself for whatever was about to happen; of the two he was more excited about this than anything, but still very much afraid.

In unison their bodysuits burst from the rear as respective rubber tails formed. Jace's was smooth, sleek, and dark blue whereas Kyle's was long, slender, and tipped in a tuft of rubbery fur. Jace fell over into Kyle's embrace as their shared fate occurred. The shock and sensations caused the pair to shoot their loads in unison, spraying a fountain of rubbery jizz onto each other. Guttural moans escaped their lips, their breathing hot and heavy in the aftermath of the moment as they clung to each other weakly. Finally, after a few moments the two flopped over, the liquid latex splashing over them even more.

They laid in a tangled web of limbs, their bodies and senses confused by what was going on. Jace couldn't speak; that orgasm had been the best he'd ever had, and he was drenched in quite possibly the best orgasm Kyle had ever had.

"What the fuck..." Jace finally said as he looked over his lover. "Kyle, are you alright?"

"I... I think so," came Kyle's weak response. He felt beyond violated. "Is it over?"

Kyle's helpless question was immediately answered as he moved to bury his face in his hands, but he quickly realized that they were no longer just hands... they were paws. Beautiful, golden-brown, shiny rubber paws. He gasped at the shock, fell backwards, and saw to his own horror that his feet had taken on the same shape at the same point. His mind reeled as he watched a trail of rubbery brown fur sprout from his forearms and shins to compliment his new paws. He stared at his lover, and saw a similar change in him. Instead of tufts of fur Jace's transformation looked sleeker, more streamlined, but just as sexy.

Kyle couldn't stop staring as the next part of the process continued on Jace's body. The adorable face he fell in love with was slowly being covered by smooth rubber fur. It crept up his mouth, his nose, his forehead, and even overtook his shockingly blue hair. A muzzle formed over Jace's mouth, completely changing his face from his own, but into a more feline version of himself. The expression in Jace's eyes made him realize that as he was watching his lover's transformation, his own was taking place. Jace's eyes were just as wide as his own were as they watched each other become consumed by the process.

"Kyle, you're... you're a lion..." Jace finally mustered the nerve to say. "Holy shit you've been turned into a lion." He leaned in towards Kyle, and ran a rubbery blue paw through Kyle's new latex mane. Kyle recoiled from Jace a moment, but he leaned in to the touch. His mind kept reminding him that it was still his lover, whatever shape he had become. "This is incredible," Jace lowly whispered, almost afraid that it was nothing more than a vivid fantasy.

Kyle studied Jace a moment. "You're a... panther?" he guessed.

"I guess so," Jace laughed.

"Oh no... you're shitting me." Kyle's eyes grew wide as things began to make sense, so to speak. "What was your wish?"

"My wish?" the panther boy asked.

"Your wish. Wishes. You wished to turn into cats. I wished to get turned on quicker," Kyle moaned out, dumb-stricken by the realization.

"Uh... if I'm thinking of what you're thinking, then we've got another problem," Jace cringed.

"What's that?"

"I also wished that we could never take rubber suits off. That we'd be permanently bonded with them."

Kyle sighed as the realizations continued. "And I did wish that we'd never have to take them off for sex. Looks like our wishes came true." He sat down cross-legged, obviously perturbed by the series of events. Even despite his annoyed disposition he managed to look sexy. Jace curled into himself, wrapping his arms around his legs, his body shaking with the thought that this was all permanent. He never thought in his wildest dreams that the heavens would actually hear their wishes, let alone grant them.

It seemed like ages before either spoke. Finally, Jace mustered up the nerve to break their silence. "What going to happen now?" Jace asked, a bit afraid to actually speak the question aloud.

"I don't know," Kyle responded. His mind reeled as he worried about what their future would be like. "Can we change back?" he found himself asking, hope tacked onto the question mark.

"I don't know," Jace replied. The air seemed to still as it hovered between the pair. Their bodies shook slightly, yearning for comfort from the other.

"Come here," Kyle finally said, embracing Jace. "It'll be alright, we'll figure this out."

The two looked outside at the night sky just in time to catch the end of the meteor shower. Despite what had just occurred watching it seemed to make everything alright. Once it was over the two looked at each other. Their faces were different, but their eyes remained the same. They smushed their maws together, kissed, and simply whispered 'Happy Anniversary.' Regardless of what happened, what they had changed into, and what was to be they were still together.

Kyle leaned back with Jace, laying next to his lover-turned-panther. Their embrace remained constant. "I'm afraid of this, Jace," he confessed. "What if we can't change back?"

Jace thought about it for a moment, but smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry about it right now," he replied as he leaned forward to lick his lover's nose. "We'll figure it out. For now, just enjoy it."

They repositioned so that Kyle was kneeling between Jace's spread legs. The lion-boy trailed his paws down Jace's body, shuddering as the other moaned at the touch. The paws were rubbery, and glided over his creamy skin effortlessly. "I think I can," he murmured as he brought his paw to Jace's crotch, and gently stroked along his sheath. It didn't take long for a response at all; Jace was already hard as it was. Kyle felt the same overwhelming sensations from earlier overtake his senses; his cock grew rock hard from his sheath quickly, precum dripping onto Jace's legs. He smirked, and teased the sleek kitty's cock, delighting in the mewls of pleasure that emitted from Jace's muzzle.

"I wanna feel you inside of me," Jace purred coyly as he wrapped his legs around Kyle's body.

Hoping that his new claws wouldn't be problematic, Kyle stuck a curious finger up Jace's asshole. If all of their wishes came true, than surely this one did as well. Sure enough, the latex had reformed around their assholes so that they never had to remove the garments. He wasn't even certain if they could yet, nor did he care to find out just yet. He would enjoy this, just as Jace recommended.

"Why the fuck are you bothering with foreplay?" Jace growled after a few moments of fingering. "Are you a lion, or are you a pussy? Fuck me!"

"I'm not done teasing or testing you," Kyle growled in response, but took his legs in his own paws. "But fine, have it your way." He leaned over and nipped at Jace's rubbery nipples. "But last I checked you were a cat, not a bitch," he remarked with a cocky grin.

Kyle then took Jace's legs, and placed them on his own shoulders allowing him to hook his footpaws together around his neck. It was like clockwork with the two; Jace would relax his muscles, brace himself, Kyle would enter, and after a while they would release in unison. But tonight was different; their bodies had undergone dramatic changes. Still, they both hoped it would be just like normal despite the obvious fact. With Kyle's wish there really was no reason for them to be any different.

Kyle thrust his already kitty meat into Jace's hole, earning the typical satisfied gurgle. But Jace upped the ante; he had a new appendage this time, and so he shoved his tail up Kyle's ass, earning the darker cat a surprised gasp. Not one to be outdone Kyle slithered his tail around to wrap itself around Jace's hardened cock. Now Kyle could focus his hands on other pressing matters, such as stroking Jace's hips and teasing his nipples in various ways. Now that things were going somewhere Jace relaxed further onto the bed, and let Kyle do most of the dirty work.

Kyle's cock splished along inside of Jace's ass, contorting the younger's face into numerous stages of bliss. Even a cat has expressions to share. All the while Jace's tail continued to penetrate Kyle's hole, an area rarely forced into submission. The sensation was gratifying for Kyle, who was learning to enjoy the feeling of fulfillment usually left reserved for Jace.

"I'm gonna cum," Jace cried out as he grit his teeth. Beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead, rubber be damned.

"Not yet," Kyle stated as his tail released Jace's cock, letting it hover there in sexual limbo. "I'm not there yet, so you're not allowed yet."

He retracted his cock from Jace's ass, and moved up to kiss his lover. Jace panted hungrily, his cock twitching wildly as Kyle grazed it on his way up. "Unng, hurry up or I'm gonna cum without you," the panther boy wailed, his dick drooling slightly.

"Not yet you won't," he said as he leaned in to steal a kiss. He then took his own tail, and slithered it right up Jace's asshole, penetrating him completely. His cock stood upright at attention, begging for release, begging for a sensation to just let him cream.

Kyle kneeled in front of Jace, his rubbery body inches from the panther's face. Jace looked up at him with wide, appreciative eyes, and greedily took the lion's cock in his own maw. He suckled hungrily on it, wanting to savor Kyle's seed this time.

"I'm there, I'm there," Kyle called out a few moments later as he reached a paw back to embrace Jace's cock. He pumped the panther boy, feeling the eruption explode from his body.

Jace howled as the lion boy's ministrations hurled him over ecstasy. A slick stream of rubbery jizz spouted out from his cock, and splashed all along his midsection. Kyle also was spent, shooting his own rubbery load into Jace's mouth, filling him up. It was too much for Jace; he frantically gulped down what he could, but it still spilled over his maw, around his face, his neck, everywhere. He licked around best he could, but in the end he was resigned to remain as a sticky, gooey mess until he could muster to notion to clean himself off. Kyle collapsed onto Jace, not minding the squishiness and squeakiness that occurred as they hugged, cuddled, and otherwise basked in their own afterglow. Another anniversary well spent.

"I love you," Jace whispered, his arms securely wrapped around Kyle, his tongue lapping around as he tried to suck away all of the cum he had missed..

"I love you too," Kyle responded back.

A few moments of silence passed by as they laid their, their hearts beating in time with each other. They couldn't help but blush at the night's events. Jace licked Kyle's face appreciatively.

"It's a good look for you," Jace giggled nervously.

"Same for you."

"Will we be okay?" Jace hoped, unsure of what to really say. He made the wish that turned them into cats, and there was no taking that back.

"I think so," Kyle said as he clutched Jace tight. "I hope so."

~<>~

Jace stretched in the morning sun, feeling the warm morning sun's glow trickle in through the curtains. He felt more fulfilled than he had ever felt before with his partner. He nuzzled into Kyle to wake him up, but something was wrong. Wrong? Rather, something was back to normal.

"Kyle," he mumbled out in a weak effort to awaken his lover. He nudged him. "Kyle, wake up."

"What's wrong?" the older blinked as the world attempted to come into his focus.

"We're kinda back to normal," Jace announced, fanfare completely devoid of his voice. He sounded quite disappointed.

"Kinda?" Kyle was far too groggy to really grasp anything yet.

Jace flicked his tail. "Kinda."

Kyle stared for a moment, but then glanced down once he was fully awake; their groins and tails remained as fantastic as they were last night. "Well, shit." If he wasn't awake by then he was certainly awake by now.

Jace leaped out bed with more grace than he was known for. Sure enough Jace's hands, feet, and his adorable face were human once again. Kyle's unspoken wish came true. But his tail curled lazily around his right leg, and of course, Jace's crotch looked exactly as a cat's would. Everything tucked away inside a sexy little latex sheath.

"I was looking forward to always looking like a cat, you know?" Jace frowned, clearly disappointed that all he had left was the tail and crotch of a cat. "Even if it was just partial. But somehow, while we were asleep, most of it went away."

"I'm glad," Kyle laughed. "I fell in love with it, but it would have been too much to live with." Jace's head bowed to the floor, his disposition still completely put off. "But you know, I wonder," Kyle said thoughtfully, hoping for Jace's sake that it was true, "I wonder if that one wish you said is true. That you'd be one with the rubber outfit."

"Huh?" Jace asked as he pulled at the rubber, but recoiled in pain. "Ow! Hey, what the hell?"

It was true.

Kyle tried the same, and found that the rubber was welded to him. It was part of him now. He laughed, beside himself with disbelief. He didn't want it for himself, but Jace did, and that was fine enough for him.

"It's alright," Kyle said. "Your other wish came true. I guess it's now your skin."

"But it feels... weird now," Jace's eyebrows knitted. "It still feels sexy, but wow, it's weird... does that mean my skin is rubber?"

"Mine too, I guess," Kyle said with a bit of finality.

"This is so friggin' cool," Jace cried out, wrapping his arms around Kyle.

"I'll learn to live with it," came the response as the embrace was returned.

~<>~

Learn to live with it indeed. Kyle and Jace spent the next year getting used to their wishes being granted. Kyle whined about how, had he known, he'd have wished for more practical things, like a real job for Jace. But the younger was far too thrilled about the sexy wishes he had granted to really care about what Kyle thought. He had a tail now, and as he put it, "tails friggin' rock."

As for the other wish, specifically the one that Kyle assumed he had cancelled out, it turns out that it remained a constant. They could will themselves to do the full transformation whenever they wanted, much to Kyle's chagrin. As for how they're coping, let's just say they had issues controlling that one. Rather, Kyle had issues trying to get Jace to control himself on that one. The panther boy was having way too much fun scaring random people that would come to their door. Kyle was paranoid, and just hoped people thought that it was just Jace being an idiot with an elaborate mask.

Despite his insecurities about the situation Kyle was enjoying his own changes far more than he was willing to let on. He indulged himself while around the house, foregoing clothing so he could give Jace an eyeful of golden rubbery goodness. He appreciated the bit of modesty the sheath provided; he didn't mind exposing himself so much thanks to it. He even learned to live with a tail swishing about behind him. But as far as the world was concerned the changed didn't exist. He wore turtlenecks, and kept his tail hidden away inside his pants at all times. He so wished he could let himself be as carefree about it as Jace was, but he wasn't quite ready for that.

Jace just let it all hang out. He modified all of his pants and shorts so that his sexy panther tail could poke out, and dangle after him wherever he went. He didn't care if anyone stared; he made it a part of his identity. He'd wear midriff shirts, and laugh when asked about the shiny stripe down his front and back. He never explained it; it just grew on his friends. He even managed to control his transformation so that he had cat ears to match his tail.

As a gag gift for his birthday Kyle gave Jace a collar. To this day he wears it wherever he goes.

Their anniversary came again, and as luck would have it another meteor shower rained down upon the earth that evening. They fussed and fussed; if the heavens listened in again they could revert back to normal. It was probably their only chance for normalcy. Sure, they were learning to get used to the changes, and their love lives had been overly enhanced by what had happened, but it was a chance to fix what they had blurted out in the throes of passion. They could go back to what they were.

In the end they simply wished to share eternal love with one another.

Although Jace did secretly wished that Kyle would stop caring about what people thought of him.

And Kyle secretly wish that Jace would finally get a real job.

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The next evening Jace got a call from a record company; they loved his demo, loved his style, and was offering him and his band a contract. The producer even went on to exclaim how cool he thought Kyle was for 'wearing ears and a tail,' not knowing the truth behind them. Ecstatic, he went to tell Kyle the fantastic news, but stopped dead in his tracks as he reached their bedroom. Kyle sat in the middle of their bed with all of his pants, shorts, undergarments, and various other bottoms splayed out in a pile. With sewing needles and scissors in hand, Kyle glanced up to greet his lover.

"What's this?" Jace inquired. A small pile of circular bits of fabric cluttered an area of the floor.

"Oh, the mess?" Kyle laughed. "Sorry about that. I was just... well, I was thinking that I should be happier about this situation and all. You're so happy about what you got, the wishes and all, and I should be as well." He snipped out another hole from another pair of pants, and began threading a new needle. "So, I thought I should be proud of my tail as well. I'm stuck with it, so I may as well display it proudly."

He was sporting golden lion ears atop his head.

"Kyle, Kyle, Kyle," Jace laughed, shaking his head as he crept forward to his lover. "I love you so much, you know that?"

"I know," came the response. "You're rubbing off on me, you know. Six years together cultures a lot of compromise."

"How are you going to alter the thongs?" Jace asked.

"Oh, I really don't know, I was thinking of altering them so the back would rest under the tail... waitaminute, I don't own any thongs," Kyle frowned, his expression priceless. "YOU own thongs. I just wear them from time to time."

"Heh, my wish came true then," Jace mused.

"What wish?"

"I wished that you'd be more comfortable with all of this," he said, spreading his arms apart, giving Kyle an eyeful of blue rubber skin. For once Jace's kitty cock was tucked away.

"I don't think it was your wish," Kyle noted as he began sewing up his pants. Permanent holes need to be hemmed so they stay permanent in their shape.

"No?"

"I've been doing a lot of thinking," Kyle responded. "And you go around, proudly displaying your changes. I want to do the same." He looked up, and stared into Jace's eyes. "I envy your individuality, and I'm grateful that you share it with me."

Jace beamed happily, despite his assumption proving wrong. "Well, okay, so it wasn't the wish," he stated. "But maybe yours came true! I just got a recording contract!"

"Really? That's amazing! Congratulations!" Kyle exclaimed, thoroughly ecstatic. His expression changed to inquisitive. "What do you mean my wish?"

"Pfft, like you weren't going to let a meteor shower go by without some humdrum practical wish on your part," the panther boy retorted.

"Eh, you sent that demo in weeks ago, and they called twice already to let you know they were considering it," Kyle replied dismissively. "It was pretty much clinched."

"Well, it's a lot of coincidence that your wish came true the same day mine came true," Jace pointed out.

"But the meteor wishes came true not minutes later last time," Kyle rebutted.

Jace sighed, and sat on the edge of the bed, his tail resting alongside of him. "Fine, you're right. Besides, even if it was a wish or not, we're making our own paths, right?"

"Yeah," Kyle said as he leaned over to kiss his beloved. "We're making them together, my little kitten."

Jace laughed, and curled up into his lover. "Meow."