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Stepping forward, he marveled. The suit felt wonderful, the black latex like material rubbing him in the right places. It was like he had two sets of skin, one felt normal, and the other felt like pure pleasure was coursing through his body. Moving around, he noticed something, something wet, He could practically feel something touching him, though no-one was there. Just thinking about it, he had felt his Meat, the usual long and hard shaft that sprung between his legs, had grown. It was now closer to a foot long, and more canine in shape. With a pointed head and a fully grown knot. One thing was for sure, he was going to enjoy this gift that he had received.

~*~

He woke up, blinking as he touched his body. He sighed, the same as always. It was the same dream over and over and over. He would step out from a store, where the clerk offered to let him try out a suit. He looked around, noticing that everyone was different then before, there were people with fur, what looked like foxes, canines, felines, even Lizards! But when he woke up from that reality, he had only wished it happened. The truth was he was human, just like everyone else. His name was Danny Switch. Living alone, at only 17 years of age, and being a huge nymphomaniac. The problem, he was a virgin.

He went through his usual routine, standing up and walking over to his mirror, and reaching lower to grasp at his weights. Lifting each one, he started to do arm curls, working out his muscles and doing three sets of fifteen. He moved from there to do crunches, laying back on a mat and using his muscles to curl himself, knees going to his head, and working his stomach muscles. He sat up, groaning at the soreness of his stomach, and went to the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of fruit punch and pouring himself a glass. Downing it quickly, he sighed and inhaled deeply. It was in the dead of winter, and he had already missed his bus. Oh well, he thought, he didn't care much. Walking back towards his room, he went into his bathroom, getting in the shower and setting the water to just the right heat. Turning on the spray, he let it douse his body, pulling the shampoo bottle and soaping his hair, A dark brown, . Then he reached for the body wash, rubbing it over his lithe torso.

He had been doing this for the past two years, his parents dying two years ago this day. He spent his time at work, downtown at an antique store. Daniel got out of the shower, heading to his room and getting dressed. He wore the same torn jeans every day, the same zippo lighter in his pants, the same spinning belt buckle, the same pair of headphones. He quickly put on his shirt, as well as his leather jacket. Slowly, Daniel turned on his ipod, and put in his headphones, clicking on his favorite playlist, and heading out the door with his helmet.

Daniel usually took his motorcycle to work, a Harley Davidson, Dyna Super-glide cruiser. Roaring the vehicle to life, he drove down the driveway, making his way down the street and over to the highway that took him downtown. Stopping in front of the store, he clicked off his bike, put it in neutral, and rolled it into the alleyway beside the building, pulling the key out of the ignition, and setting the bike on its kickstand. Stepping towards the door, he found it locked, and quickly looked inside. It seemed that there was a girl sleeping on the counter, and this one he didn't know. Reaching up for the spare key, he unlocked that door, opening it softly and closing it behind him.

Daniel made his way over to the brunette, now visible that he was inside the dark room, and made sure she was breathing, trying to wake her up. He failed, and decided he would take her upstairs to the cot that the owner let him stay in. He never knew the owner's name, just his face, and the fact that he was kind to Daniel. He had given him the store to manage, and a cot to sleep on should he not be able to go home. Walking towards the bathroom, he got a handful of cold water, splashing it on the girl and waking her. It was strange, only her eyes opened, and it was only then that Daniel noticed that she was naked. Was she like that before? It was hard to tell. He suddenly didn't remember ever feeling fabric. He had a sudden animal urge to fuck this woman senseless. And as if on cue, she spread her legs for him, looking up with a pleading stare. Daniel turned to himself, wondering, "What would happen, would i get in trouble?" while his hands began to answer that for him. Fingers were running over his shirt, over his pants. Soon enough, as if only a second passed by, he was naked, and rock hard.

~*~

Arya, that was what her name was. He didn't know where the name popped out of, just that he knew her name was Arya. She moved her face closer to his groin, taking a deep sniff as if she was an animal herself. Reaching forward with slender hand, she grasped the base of Daniel's shaft, slowly pulling it towards her face. Opening wide, Arya pulled Daniel's shaft into her mouth, starting to suck hard, and move her lips back and forth. Running her tongue over the underside of his Cock. To him it was pure ecstasy, everything disappearing, his name, his purpose, his job. All that mattered was this woman. He intended on making her his. There was a buildup, his hard shaft throbbing, his balls churning as he felt his seed pulse out of his tip, hitting the back of the girl's throat.

He turned her over, putting her on all fours, and got behind her, finger testing her entrance. She was wet. It seemed she was getting off to this. Slowly, he placed the tip of his shaft to her vulva, slowly pushing himself into her and thrusting hard once he had her penetrated. There was a soft pop, but to Daniel it barely registered, his shaft pumping in and out of the woman. He felt hot, and let out a roar of carnal pleasure. Wait a minute, he roared? That was strange. It phased him for merely a moment, his shaft coming out and disappearing inside the girl again. He could feel her muscles clamp down on that shaft, his cock throbbing before he howled, pulsing as he fired a large load of cum into her, coming to a climax as in a flash of light, she disappeared, and he found himself laying face down on the cot.

~*~

Daniel woke up, when did he fall asleep? The last thing he could remember was that he was on the cot,

and alone. Standing up, he found his crotch sticky. Slowly, he checked the time, finding that he had been in the store for a good eight hours. It was 4 in the afternoon, and the store was still closed. Oh well, nothing could be helped of it.

He tried to find his clothes, but noticed that the entire store had been emptied. Nothing was left except the cot. Daniel went downstairs, and found the door locked still. So no-one had broken in. Finding a note, it said, "Across the street," and so that's where he went. Quickly, he unlocked the door, still feeling in a haze.

Whatever that girl had done to him, it had changed something in him. Walking into the store across from the antique shop, he found that the clerk was different. He wore a black hood, and a cloak, and had these strange gloves. His fingers looked a bit too meaty, his behind had a strange bulge just where his ass was. It was a nice ass, Daniel thought as the clerk turned to him.

"Aah, you must be the new one i was told about," the hooded man said, "I have the order for you, its in the change room."

Walking towards the back, Daniel noticed Dildos, bottles, porn magazines, outfits, so on so forth. It was a sex shop, selling all sorts of items for stimulation. He paid no more attention to the items on the shelves while he opened the door, finding a suit made of black latex. He put it on, sliding the surprisingly smooth surface over his body. As soon as he pulled it up and fastened it with a snap, the suit constricted him. His movements changed, he bent over. Something was slowly pushing from his behind. His spine extended, and the suit changed. He was growing a tail, a long fluffy canine tail. And just as he thought to himself, "What the hell is going on?" he felt a gag go into his mouth, holding him from saying anything. His face began to elongate, and his ears became more triangular, sitting on top of his head while fur erupted from his body. It was extremely strange, just as he felt a long cold shaft shove its way into his rump. His cock, now completely erect spurted, his ejaculation coming so close from just that thrusting member in his now furred rump. His knees made soft cracks and pops, his lower legs changing their shape and his feet becoming footpads. He howled, his shaft pulsing and his orgasm crashing over him, the latex moving from his shaft and spurting against the wall. And just like that, Daniel fell unconscious. He had spent his last moments in this world.