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Shifting Consequences--Chapter 44: Foxy Fornication By Zmeydros (Lucien Quinn)

Don is busy pulling off his shirt as Sonya teases his cock tip with her elongating tongue. He can feel fur growing up his back and his legs cracking as they take on a digitigrade shape.

Sonya grabs at the knot at the base of the shaft she's kissing and licking. Don's member got longer, fatter, pointier, and slicker in such a short time. What would it feel like to ride this thing? She pulls her mouth off of it and stands up. "Fuck me."

"I don't know, I have this great thing going on with Cher..." Don remembers Cher out of control with horniness rubbing against mallory. "Nevermind, let's do this!"

"What about Cher?" The flattening of her nose has Sonya wincing a bit. It feels so strange.

"I think she'll understand." Don grabs Sonya's hips. She is at least ten years younger than him, her skin is so silky and healthy, her moderately-sized breasts are wonderfully round, and her eyes have a certain innocence most thirty-year-olds lack.

Scales travel up her arms as her fingers widen. She can feel her butt getting a bit more defined and her hips widening. She likes her body, but the slight improvements that come with transformation are quite nice. She runs her hands over her breasts and moans. "Let's lie down."

"One moment." Don points behind him at is tail.

She leans to the side and watches it grow only to feel hers emerging as well. An itch travels up her spine as her iridescent scales make their way up to her neck. They spread quickly across her back.

Don sits on the floor and closes his eyes as he focuses on the sensations of his transformation. Throbbing on the bottoms of his feet as paw pads form, a prickly sensation as fur sprouts on the bottoms of his legs and press against the carpet. As he focuses, the changes accelerate. His nose becomes black and spongy as his snout pushes out and his ears point moving up a bit.

Sonya sits next to him and closes her eyes. Maybe this is some advanced technique he knows? Now that she's focused, so many sensations are hitting her. Her tail is getting a bit longer and the skin on her back feels like it's being pulled a bit. Her front is forming snake scales, her fingers are widening and scales are running down her leg. They feel like a someone scratching her lightly with sandpaper as they emerge. Her toes are widening into geko-like toes and her snout is pushing out even further. "AAAAH!" Her hips twitch and her eyes open as she feels Don's paw-padded index finger running along her pussy lips.

He growls into her ear. "Want to sprint to the finish? See how fast we can go?"

"Oh, yes!" She kisses him and uses her long tongue to play with his canine one.

He teases her clit with his claw-tip and grins when her whole body shivers. She's so wet! He moves back for a moment to get a good look at her. Red scales are filling in on her head and look amazing against he black hair. Her iridescent blue-green scales are nearly hypnotizing. They might be the most beautiful scales he's ever seen.

Her eyes drift over his body. He's definitely an attractive fox-human... She grabs his tail and hugs it. "How do you not hug this thing constantly?"

Don laughs. "Actually, I don't think I've ever hugged it." His shoulders relax as he feels her body press against his tail.

"Here, you try." She guides his tail into his arms and then starts hugging her own tail. Feeling her breasts press against it causes her body to heat up and shiver with arousal. No wonder men love getting hugged by her so much!

Don sighs. His tail is so soft and warm... A silly smile spreads across his muzzle. He watches her squirm a bit against her tail. She seems to be rubbing it against her breasts a lot. It's cute and sensual at the same time. He can't decide whether to laugh or murr at her antics. "As adorable as this is, I don't think we're doing a very good job at having sex."

She laughs and lets go of her tail. "We'd better change that." She lays on her side. "Face me and let me put my leg over yours."

Don lays on the floor. It's a bit hard for his taste, but he's curious what she's planning. He scoots into position and brings the tip of his cock in contact with her pussy lips as she puts her leg over his side.

She tilts her hips and scoots down, her scales sliding easily over the carpet, and impales herself on his pointed prick. He growls and rocks his hips driving his shaft in all the way to just above the the knot. Both of them gasp and then look into each others eyes. Both of them grin madly knowing what's about to happen.

He presses up, she presses down and she feels her pussy spread across the upper part of his knot. "OH! MMmnnnnhhhh!" She grinds against his knot driving her clit insane. He pulls back a couple inches and then thrusts back in. She relaxes and lets him set the pace.

"Oh WOW!" Don feels her scales slide against his fur and his erection spread her liquid heat wide each time he bangs his knot at her entrance. He yips and goes faster. Short, fast, and hard thrusts that bounce her breasts against his chest. He licks across her chin and cheek before growling into her ear.

"Is that--all--aaah!--you got?" She nips at his chin. This cock is nothing like Deron's. There's more variation in its girth as it enters and leaves, there's less friction and it isn't stretching her as much, which allows him to thrust a lot faster. The knot at the base is the most awesome part, though. She can hardly wait to feel the whole thing inside her. She starts bucking against him hard and he yips in appreciation.

Don picks up the pace and starts panting hard. He whines knowing he won't last much longer. His prick twitches and he digs his claws into her side. "I'm!" He shoves against her and she gasps as he feels her pussy spread wider, wider, and then her pussy starts milking him making him shiver in pleasure. A second later, his knot pops in and he yowls as he feels his cock pulse and his cum splash against her insides.

She can sense he's close when he whines, his erection is twitching like mad inside her. Then, when he puts pressure against her opening and she feels her lips slide over his bulge, she clenches her fists. Her whole body tingles for a fraction of a second and then she gasps as she reaches the widest part of his knot. It is at that point that she feels her cheeks flush and her ears burn. She starts moaning in orgasm just as the rest of his knot slides in. She feels his spooge slosh inside her--it has nowhere to go. As he empties himself, her deepest parts feel more and more full. She grinds against him, claws at his shoulders and sqirms as the orgasm passes its peak.

Grunts and growls come from Don as he empties a load he shouldn't have been able to produce in such a short time. His cheeks and chest warm up as he moans his way through the rest of the orgasm. When he's done, he feels warm all over and a bit like a sex god. He's satisfied two women in one day. It's a first for him.

"Mmm, I'm glad I offered to help." Sonya kisses him on the nose and then nuzzles against him.

"Me too." Don sighs and strokes her hair.

She relaxes against him. His fur is so soft and his bulge of flesh is wedged inside her so tight that she feels extremely close to him. He's also closer to her age... Hopefully, she'll get to spend more time with him so she can get to know him better and get tied to him again. This is the best way to spend afterglow! She grabs his ass and pulls his hips against hers making his knot move inside her. "MMM!"

"Aaah!" Don laughs at his own sudden moan. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Immensely." She grinds against him getting them both to moan.

Deron steps in. "I can see you two are all tied up now."

Sonya and Don both groan at the pun.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist. This is the only time in my life where I could use that joke that way." Deron crosses his arms.

"I forgive you... I'm not sure how long I'll be tied this time." Don pats Sonya's side.

"I have to say, you're looking much more foxy than you did when I left." Deron smirks.

Sonya shakes her head at Deron. "You are a horrible person."

"No, he's just as stubborn as a rhino." Don smirks.

Sonya and Deron look at Don. Sonya says, "That's not even a saying. Why are you two inflicting these jokes on a captive audience?"

Don chuckles. "Because that's the only audience that would stick around to hear them all."

"If that's what the fox says." Deron grimaces at his own tired reference.

Don and Sonya groan.

Deron walks over to the desk and grabs the whipped cream and vanilla wafers.

Sonya points at Deron. "You are hereby banned from your own office."

"I think I hear the phone ringing anyway." before heading back out of his office.

It turns out the phone was ringing. "Hello?" he says as he sets down the whip cream and vanilla wafers on the desk.

"I was able to get Colt, Pennington, and Stein to join the meeting tomorrow. They weren't happy about a surprise meeting, especially when they don't know what it's about and who else will be there." Naomi sighs. "You sure you still want to call the meeting?"

"Absolutely. There's a security leak in this building that needs everyone's attention. I was going to ask to have this meeting tonight, tomorrow is a compromise." Deron says.

Naomi pauses for a few seconds. "Are you sure it can wait until tomorrow?"

"It can wait. We have at least one day before it becomes a real issue."

After taking a deep breath, Naomi says, "Okay, are you sure you don't want me to ask Mallory to come?"

Deron does his best to keep his voice calm, if Naomi suspects something is off, she might alert Mallory. "I met with her personally about most of it I told her to come for the second half so she doesn't have to sit through the stuff she already knows."

"Are we done? I'm getting another call."

"Yeah, thanks."

"Bye." Naomi hangs up.

Deron shakes his head. He'll probably need Sonya and Don's help after all. It would go much smoother that way. He gets up from the desk and walks into his office. Don and Sonya look very comfortable as they cuddle. Sonya's feet look like they're starting to change back. The width of her toes is becoming less gecko-like. "Are you two still willing to help me?"

Don says, "Sure," and Sonya says, "Yep."

"Tomorrow, take your lunch breaks at noon and meet me in the third floor conference room." Deron looks at Don. "Could you bring Cher?"

Don lifts an eyebrow and his ears point toward Deron. "Yeah, I think so. She'll want to know what we're doing, though."

"We're..." Deron gulps, if this isn't a dream, he's probably gone completely crazy. He can't believe he's about to say what he's about to say. " We're going to have as much sex as we can in fifty minutes."

Don's other eyebrow joins the one he's raised and a couple seconds later, he just breaks out laughing. Sonya moans and laughs along with him. When Sonya calms down, she says, "That's your plan?"

"Yep. There's more to it, but that's the only part I need help with." Deron walks over and kneels down next to them.

"Wouldn't it help if we knew your plan?" Sonya asks.

Deron doesn't answer for a few seconds because he's running his hand through the fur on Don's side and examining it closely. "No, trust me on this, I have connections in this office that I can use to keep us safe. I've been here longer than Mallory. I don't think anything will go wrong, but I'm willing to take the fall if it does. More of us in captivity wouldn't help anything."

Don sees the determination in Deron's eyes. "Just ask us if you need anything else."

"He's soft isn't he?" Sonya pets the top of Don's head.

"Yeah..." Deron runs his hand down Don's side all the way to his digitigrade feet and starts playing with the webbing between Don's toes and his paw pads.

It tickles to much that Don laughs and kicks against Deron's hands. "Hey, that really tickles!"

"Oh, sorry." Deron pinches one of Don's claws--they are so much thicker than any dog he's seen. No dog he's seen weighs a much as a grown man Don's size and walks mainly on its hind legs. He feels along Don's luxurious fluffy tail. This is the strangest dream Don's ever had. Maybe it isn't a dream... He lets go of Don and sniffs the sweet arousing aroma that this room is steeped in. His cheeks flush and he stands up. This has been such a bizarre day. He sways a bit from standing up too fast. "I'm going back to the phone before I end up transforming again."

Don's eyes are closed and his tongue is hanging out because Sonya is scratching behind his ears. His whole body is like a rag doll. She kisses him on the nose and rubs her snout against his whiskers. She can feel her tail starting to go back in and his knot isn't nearly as tight inside her. Just before Deron leaves, Sonya says, "I think we'll be out soon."

"No rush. You two look very comfortable." Deron closes the door behind him. What would it be like to cuddle with a humanoid fox, bird, rhino, or dolphin? His cock throbs, or have sex with them? He shakes his head and tries to focus. What does he need to do next? He needs to find a way to keep Mallory busy all tomorrow morning... He picks up the phone and dials Mallory's extension.

She picks up the phone right before it goes to voicemail. "Sonya, you've been exposed to--"

"What are you talking about?"

Mallory takes in a sharp breath. "D-deron?"

While Mallory is dazed by the surprise of him calling her, Deron thinks about how he wants to play this. "Don told us not to eat your whipped cream. He wouldn't tell us what you did to it, but he said we'd be so aroused we might do something we regretted. And all this time, I thought the military's idea of an aphrodisiac bomb was just a hoax. You really need to tone down on the pranks."

Mallory thinks as fast as she can. She doesn't have to admit to anything. She heard them going at it. She knows Deron's lying. "It is a hoax. Like the rest of Don's story. I didn't make whipped cream today. Why would I make you dessert? I thought we had developed a healthy amount of hate for each other."

"The tupperware is from your floor, we don't have tupperware like that up here." Deron has to be careful what he says next. He doesn't know how the whipped cream was brought upstairs or who carried it. "Also, I have video records that you are going to have a lot of trouble explaining if the lab finds anything out of the ordinary about your dessert."

SHIT! The lab will find cum in the whipped cream. She has to go get it out of there before they check it. "I've got another call. I'll call you back." Mallory hangs up.

Deron hangs up the phone. Maybe he should just email her and mark it important and give her some sort of task. She's going to lie to him and he's going to lie to her. They'll both be confused if they talk too much more. Deron uses his login on Sonya's computer. While his settings load, he realizes why Mallory got off the phone so abruptly and slaps his forehead with the palm of his right hand. Mallory hung up right after he mentioned sending the whipped cream to the lab. Is she going to try and chase it down? This is absolutely fabulous. He'll have to check up on her antics later today.

He starts typing an email explaining that Mallory needs to schedule security training for her entire staff by noon tomorrow. This was an email he was probably going to send next week because she's already past the deadline on it. Her dragging her feet to annoy him will bite her in the ass this time. She's done it enough that he can CC her superior without seeming like he's overreacting.

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Don can feel his legs popping and his tail pushing its way back in. His knot is nearly non-existent at this point. "Could you grab your panties? They're behind your head and toward the wall. Just out of my reach."

"I guess they're not good for much now. I think I ripped them." She reaches behind her head and flails her arm around a bit. The scales on her hands are nearly gone and the underside of her arms are taking on the soft tan complexion of her human skin. After she grabs her panties she says, "You looking to smell them while you still have a canine nose?"

"Haha! No." Don shakes his head. "When I pull out, there's going to be a mess. I figure we should put your panties under where our privates meet to catch the outflow."

"How practical of you." She hands him her panties.

While he has a canine nose? He brings them past his nose and takes a deep quiet sniff. His cheeks and ears heat up at the smell. Her sex must have been very excited before she took these off. They're pungent with a sharp rosemary-like tinge and he can also smell the lavender-scented body wash she uses. Getting the panties in position is a bit hard because he doesn't want to accidentally slide out before its time--his knot is nearly too small to stay in position. "There, now tell me if it hurts. I think I'm small enough to pull out."

"I doubth it will hurt more than my fathe and teefth do right now." Her snout is going back into her head quite quickly.

"Okay." Don pulls back and down a bit shifting his hips away from her and a small amount of tension is followed by a soft pop and the viscous flow of their mixed sexual fluids. He lets out a soft grunt at the sensation of being uncoupled from her.

She sighs and rolls onto her stomach. Her face is nearly human and scales are receding from her temples. She can feel her belly scales shifting against the floor as they become larger and larger eventually being indistinguishable from skin. Her hips getting smaller gives a pinching sensation deep in her bones that makes her grit her teeth. Her toes throb and ache as they change back and her claws become toenails. Don's eyes are fixed on her tail as the last several inches of it slide back into her. She gasps in discomfort and turns away from him for the last few inches.

Don is getting used to transforming back. His tail going back in burns a bit, but the pinching sensation he had the first couple times is gone. He focuses on Sonya and watching her change to distract himself from the sensation of his tongue sliding over itself, being pulled and prodded by the magic that transforms it. Every time, it feels like it is doing a barrel roll in his mouth. He just takes deep breaths and stares. Her body is beautiful. Not the body of a supermodel. The body of a slightly chubby grown woman who has an active life. Maybe she goes clubbing on the weekends?

"You like what you see?" The slight itch of the scales on her back disappearing is nothing compared to all the other stuff crazy discomforts transforming back entails. She is feeling very sexy--powerful even.

"Sorry. I don't mean to stare." Don looks away.

"It's fine, I know I got something going on even in human form."

"That you do." Don nods. The paw pads on his feet are disappearing along with the fur. He rubs his feet as they change back.

"If we were at a meeting and you were staring me up and down, that might be a bit distracting. That sort of thing doesn't happen much here. I like how professional the people at this office are. If you don't count Mallory, and some of her bosses, we have a great staff."

"Yeah, the higher-ups we have now are actually only a recent problem. It all started when the head of this department retired three years ago. When Torrin took his place, lots of people started asking for transfers." Don gets up and picks up his pants. His ears are the last part of him that's still a bit fox-like.

Sonya gets up and grabs a few tissues out of the tissue dispenser near Deron's lamp and starts cleaning up her nethers.

"If you clean me, I'll clean you." Don says as he lets his pants fall to the floor.

"Oh, really?" Sonya tosses the used tissues in the trash.

"Yeah, tissues aren't going to be much help."

Don crouches down. "You first."

Sonya walks up to him and he licks across her thighs and puss getting her to squirm and gasp.

"Be careful or we'll end up transforming again," Sonya says.

He does his best to lick at her without getting her to moan. His heart beats a bit faster because the way her pussy lips are spreading for his tongue in this position is really exciting. By the time he's done, his cock is half hard. He takes some deep breaths and relaxes. No changes are happening. He's had sex this morning and with Sonya, he can wait.

When he stands up, she kisses him on the lips and licks across them before pulling away. "I loved that." She smiles. "You're so thoughtful."

"Glad you liked it. No need to go overboard on me, I don't want to transform again. I should head back soon."

"Don't worry, I can wait till tomorrow to get serious with you again." She kneels in front of him and licks his thighs.

He runs his hand through her hair and sighs as she licks his balls and the base of his member. She is being careful to not overstimulate the tip, but it still feels really good when she runs her tongue over it. He abdomen twitches wanting to thrust a a bit when she gives him one last lick from base to tip.

She looks up at him and smiles before she grabs his pants and stands up. "Here you go."

Don grabs his pants and starts putting them on. She just stands there naked watching him. "Aren't you going to get dressed?"

"I'm going to offer to clean Deron up. I want to thank him since I would have probably run out of his office and gotten caught on camera transforming if he hadn't taken care of me. He seemed to be fighting with himself about whether he should have sex with me. He has always been very ethical in how he treats the people that work under him." Sonya bends over and picks up Don's shirt, tie and suit jacket.

It's true that the sex this transformation stuff causes really messes with the social order of things. Mallory and Cher would have never made it all the way to a sexual encounter without it's influence. Mal really knows how to subvert the norm. "I can only imagine how sticky Deron must feel out there." Don shivers. Dried cum is really annoying to deal with. Deron's probably isn't dry or anything yet, though. Don starts putting on the rest of his clothes.

Sonya helps him button his shirt and tie his tie. If she had met Don earlier, she would have probably asked him out. He seems considerate, kind, funny, and every once in a while she gets a hint of adorable shyness from him. She doesn't know him that well, though, so she could be completely wrong about him... And she's not ready to give up her independence. Maybe when she's his age she'll want an exclusive relationship? Even though her father thinks that's the only way to do things, she has never quite bought into it. Being independent is really fun. Going on casual dates with Don would still be fun as long as he knows she doesn't want to make any long term plans right now. Not much more than that can happen if he stays with Cher, so she's getting ahead of herself.

Funny how turning into a lizard and having random sex with coworkers has her thinking about relationships. Maybe she should just fuck whoever she wants and worry about that stuff later. That way she can try out all sorts of different intimate arrangements and see what she likes best. She sighs, she's in afterglow and feeling a bit clingy. She should just wait and see what happens.

His last girlfriend seemed to enjoy dressing him much the same way Sonya is now. She used to run her hands along his body as she did so giving him a type of silent appreciation that he hadn't gotten from anyone before that. Sonya's touch shares that appreciation. Between that and the way she's looking he can tell that she's thinking about him. He really should get to know her better. Being around her, he feels very at home. Much the way he feels around Cher. Cher! He really needs to go home and talk to her--to tell her everything.

She kisses him on the cheek. "See you tomorrow."

He kisses her on the cheek. "I'm looking forward to it." Just before he turns to walk out the door, he gives her a wink.

She giggles. "Now, get your foxy ass home."

"Only if you slap it." Don puts his ass out.

She gives it a really good smack and than laughs when he says "Ouch!"

"You're really good at that."

"I have a story about that that I'll tell you later."

Don grins at her, says, "I can't wait to hear it," and then walks up the door and opens it and steps through.

He taps on Deron's desk. "Hey, I can watch the phone for a bit, Sonya wants to help get you cleaned up."

"Oh, okay, if anyone calls asking for me or Sonya, just offer to send them to our voicemails." He opens up an Excel spreadsheet with all the staff and department numbers in it. "If they need to be transferred, just use this page to figure out the right extension."

Right at the top of the page are the instructions for transferring calls. It looks simple enough. Just press the hold button and then dial pound and the extension the call needs to go to. He's transferred calls a good number of times in the few years he's worked here.

"You good?" Deron gets out of the chair and motions for Don to sit.

Don sits down. "Yeah, I got this."

Deron goes into his office and closes the door behind him quickly.

Sitting at the desk, Don looks at the headset next to the phone. Should he use the headset if someone calls? No, it looks like it's turned off, the light on the big-way-too-many-buttoned phone that says "headset" is not lit. He picks up the headset and looks at it. It's wireless and there's an "on" switch. As he considers turning the headset on, he hears soft moans coming from behind him. It sounds like only Deron is moaning, though. Maybe she's giving him a blow job?

The next several minutes, Don sits there using facebook on his phone. Maybe his dad has added another electric guitar to his collection? Maybe it will be signed one from a band Don actually likes this time. Or maybe his aunt will just have another post about how she's disappointed in her husband. Her husband should get a facebook just so that he can find out why his wife is always irritated with him. They don't seem to be able to talk about their problems. Maybe he should message her asking if they ever followed up on getting marriage counseling. The moaning from the other room peaks and then there's gasping and that rhino-sound he heard Deron make before.

Oh well, Don probably doesn't have time to get involved in his family's problems anymore. He should just watch his ex's cute puppy video. The next two minutes are filled with puppies chasing butterflies, but never catching them. If the puppies in these clips were just a bit older, they'd probably catch them and the video would be much less cute--lucky for him, that isn't the case.

The next video he watches is of these guys playing these odd webber-grill-lid-like drum things. He taps the screen to pause the video and read the description. "Hang drums?" That's an odd name for an instrument. He unpauses it. They sound awesome, though. He taps on the desk with the beat during the rest of the video. Is anyone going to call?

As he's looking for another video to watch, Deron comes out of the his office with a big smile on his face. "Had yourself some fun?"

He leans down and speaks softly into Don's ear. "We got to transform again and Sonya found out she could fold her fangs out of the way and give pretty good head."

"That's a lot of detail."

"I figured you'd be curious and I think it's only fair since you helped me out by watching the phone." Deron stands up and pats Don on the shoulder. "Now, you can go home and I'll see you tomorrow over lunch."

Don stands up and gives Deron a hug. "You be careful, okay?"

Deron awkwardly hugs back. "I'm naturally careful. Don't worry."

He lets go of Deron not sure what exactly compelled him to give him a hug. Now that he thinks of it, he's worried about Deron. Especially when he doesn't know what Deron's plan is exactly. He steps away from Deron as he says, "See ya."

"Yes, later." Deron nods.

Don walks toward the stairs. His journey out of the building and to his car is uneventful. On his drive home, he stops at Aldi to pick two hazelnut chocolate bars--a peace offering for Cher.

When he gets to his place, he gets out of the car and locks it with his remote. As he approaches the door, he realizes he forgot the chocolate bars. After opening the car, grabbing them, and locking the car again, he walks up to the side door and goes in.