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HEY IT WRITES THINGS! Heheh, but seriously, this is an male on male transformation story filled with zebras, piercings and tattoos! It is most definitely not meant for those under the age of 18 or to those who may be offended by such things. So if you're not interested, the close button is right there! And for good measure, if your really offended by this sort of thing, you can burn your hard drive! Or throw it off a cliff! Or put it in a trash compactor! Because I'm certain you would never want to see such "filth" ever see the light of day.

But, for those of you who are not currently writing hate male and death threats to me, then please enjoy! :D

Stripes Parlour

*Ding ding!*

The electronic ringing of the bell attached to the door rang out as the door gently swung open to reveal a brutish looking bull of a man. He stood tall at a towering 6'3 and was dressed in a red singlet displaying the local college's logo along with a pair of blue jeans. His eyes were a dark brown and his body showed signs of working out, but he still had a small layer of fat on him that kept him from looking overly defined. His bare arms were definitely his most defining features as he swung them around the room like they were two massive clubs as he wandered into the room.

Drake Freewind let out a soft "hmmm" as he looked around the room he was in. The parlour seemed clean enough, and there were plenty of examples of the artist's work all over the walls of the small shop that was nestled deep in the inner city. Reaching up and scratching his short brown hair he began to wander around the room, looking at some of the strangely drawn tattoo designs. Most of them seemed to feature a lot of equine features, some with horseshoes and others with rather masculine looking stallions flexing and posing in various positions. But each one had a strange design to them, almost as if each drawing was done with careful and deliberate brush strokes. However no two lines touched completely. It was almost like one of those paintings you had to look at a different angle to see the full picture.

Suddenly the loud sound of hooves hitting the ground echoed through the room and Drake turned to face the source of the noise. A curtain leading to the back room was suddenly pulled back and revealed a large, if not somewhat portly looking equine. He was a zebra from the looks of things, but his face was left completely white while the rest of his exposed body was covered in an assortment of black stripes. His two long ears stood up proudly with two silver loops in each ear with one diamond stud towards the top. His hands were also covered in a pair of well-worn looking black leather gloves. The tall equine was forced to duck as he passed under the doorway and then finally stood up. He stood at about the same height as Drake, but his arms were much larger than the other man. There was also bit of fat on himself as well, although his chest stood out proudly and strained the black singlet he was wearing. His lower body seemed a bit softer however, with his stomach sticking out slightly and bouncing with every step he took. His legs however were absolutely massive, with the blue denim pants he was wearing straining underneath the zebras massive bulk. He definitely fit the bill of a power lifter, but Drake didn't want to let it show that he was intimidated. So he steeled himself and waved at the zebra.

The zebra smiled as he noticed his new customer approached Drake, his black hooves striking the tile floor of the parlour with a resounding "clop" as he approached the counter.

"Hey there buddy, welcome to Stripes. My name is Roy. You interested in some ink or a piercing?" Roy asked with a friendly tone.

Drake let out another soft "hmm" as he looked around the room.

"I wanted to get my frat symbol on my chest, but I was looking at some of your stuff. Do you do anything without the whole "stripey" thing?" Drake asked casually as he gestured to some of the drawings around the room.

"What, you don't like stripes?"

Roy let out an exaggerated snort and shot the smaller human a foul stare. Drake seemed shaken by the zebra's sudden change in tone but then suddenly the zebra broke out into a wide grin.

"Ha-ha! Nah I'm just kidding buddy. I can do a full picture for you no problem. It's just I always liked drawing in that style and it's become kind of my thing at this shop. Plus when you're a zebra born without stripes, you got to learn to be creative."

Roy smirked as he rose up one of his meaty arms and flexed a bicep, causing the muscles in his arms to pop as the veins that crossed their length were proudly displayed amongst the various designs that made up of his stripes. Drake hadn't noticed it before, but up close he could see each individual design as his eyes scanned his arms. He could see images of the sun, some tribal symbols and a few single word sayings all inter-woven into each other to give off the illusion of stripes.

"Whoa, so you were born all white or something? Drake asked

Roy nodded as he reached behind the counter and pulled out a pad and paper.

"Yea, it's a rare birth defect. I started getting ink as soon as I could to cover it up and I found I had a passion for it. Now enough about me! So you wanna get your frat symbol on you eh? Sounds easy enough! What house do you belong to?" Roy asked as he tapped his pen on the paper before him.

"Delta Omega Gamma!" Drake responded with a proud grin.

"Oh? So your one of the dogs eh? Nice!" Roy stated with a grin as he started scribbling down something onto the pad.

"Yea, it's a hell of a frat. Great parties, great booze, and even better bitches! Woof!" Drake exclaimed with a playful imitation of a bark.

"I heard a lot of guys there are canines, you fit in alright?" Roy asked casually as he continued to quickly mock up a few designs.

"Nah, I'm one of the top dogs around there, so they know not to fuck with me. It's why I'm getting the ink." Drake stated with a smirk.

Roy smiled and nodded as he continued to draw. Drake stopped and watched as he looked down at the pad and saw the assortment of sketches the zebra was quickly pumping out. Some designs were with the frats Greek symbols, others were cursive letters spelling out the frats name and one was a picture of a fierce looking fang filled muzzle with the letters D.O.G spelled out in missing teeth in the beast's muzzle.

"Oh, I like that one!" Drake exclaimed as he pointed at the pad.

Roy suddenly paused and looked down at his most recent work. It was the Grecian letters of the fraternity serving as a foundation of a typical looking frat house with a large paw-print shaped window as its main feature.

"Oh this one? Alright, want any more stuff added to it? Maybe a few weights and maybe a chew toy?" Roy asked with a smirk of his own.

Drake rolled his eyes and let out a sigh.

"Nah man, like that is good. Something simple but cool" Drake responded.

Roy nodded as he turned the page of his pad and began quickly re-drawing his work. For such a big guy, he definitely worked fast and was very creative. In little to no time at all he had a full picture on the pad, showing every little detail of the house and the letters below. He had even added some shading as well as some grass around the base of the house and added a few pieces of sporting equipment to the top of the roof.

"Kick ass!" Drake exclaimed

Roy let out a laugh as he pulled the pad aside and picked up a nearby highlighter before he walked over to the side of the counter.

"Yea, I think it will look good on ya. So take off your shirt real quick and we will figure out how big we need to make it."

Drake felt his blood pumping with excitement as he stripped off his singlet and stood tall next to the zebra. He has shaved his chest in preparation for this and he flexed involuntarily, letting his pecs stand out for a brief moment as he looked down at them and smiled. Suddenly though the massive zebra let out a soft whistle of appreciation.

"You got a nice chest there man, you work out?" said Roy as he reached down and casually brushed his hand across Drakes chest.

Drake flinched at the sudden feeling of the zebras hand and recoiled slightly.

"Whoa, hey now man I'm not into that kinda stuff." Drake responded.

Roy snorted in response and folded his arms across his chest.

"I'm going to be working on your chest for a while. You better get used to me touching you or this isn't gonna work out." He stated sternly.

Drake paused for a moment before he shook his head and stepped back up to the zebra and puffed out his chest again.

"Yea...you right. Sorry man, it's just back at the house we let in some real leg-humpers. Some dudes will jump on anything that moves and you gotta watch your ass before you end up waking up with a dude tied to you." Drake stated nervously as Roy approached him with the highlighter in hand.

"S'ok. Ever gotten ink before or is this your first time?" Roy stated as he popped off the pen cap and pointed the yellow tip towards Drake.

"First time. Can you put it on the right side?" Drake asked.

Roy nodded as he began making small dash-marks in the shape of a circle on Drakes chest.

"You know the chest is a sensitive area. I use a different needle than most shops, but it's still gonna hurt a bit. Sure you're up for it?" Roy stated as he drew two more circles on the inside of the largest one he had already drawn.

Drake scoffed slightly and puffed out his chest again.

"I can handle it, don't worry about me." Drake stated with a cocky grin.

Roy nodded as he stood up and put the cap back on the highlighter. He then asked which size Drake liked the best and Drake immediately chose the largest one. The two of them shared a quick laugh as Roy worked out the payment details with Drake before leading him into the back of the shop where two chairs sat close to one another. There was that reclined that had a large lamp hanging above it and right next to it was another that sat close to a strange looking machine that had a metallic pen attached to a long hose.

"So it's really gonna get done today?" Drake asked as he sat down, wiping the remaining marker from off his chest as Roy sat down in the adjoining chair.

"Yep, I've got a pretty sweet pen to get the ink onto you in one fix. It's even got a part that lets me erase the stuff I put on while it's still fresh. So I can get it onto you in nothing flat. Still hurts like a bitch though, but after the first few seconds you get used to it." Roy stated as he reached over and began fiddling with the nearby machine, flipping switches and turning knobs as the blocky machine came to life.

"That's pretty sweet, but don't tattoo artists make most their cash off the time spent on the ink?" Drake asked as he leaned back, wincing slightly as the light above him shone directly into his eyes.

"Yea, but when you can pump them out as quick as I can, it all makes up for it. Plus I can do removals, re-designs and do piercings. So I do pretty well for myself." Roy stated as he moved the light out of Drakes eyes and pointed it directly at his chest.

"Last chance to back out. You sure you wanna do this big boy?" Roy stated with a grin as he readied the pen in his hand and pointed it directly at Drakes chest.

"Let's do it!" Drake shouted out in a deep and masculine voice as he flexed his chest and arms before he quickly gripped onto the sides of the chair in preparation for the coming pain.

Roy chuckled slightly and brought the pen down to Drakes chest and flipped the switch. The needle then quickly began its work and Drake flinched in response. Roy took it slow at the beginning, letting Drake get used to the feeling before he began to relax. Then he started to pick up the pace, slowly and carefully making out the initial lines of the picture as the black ink was injected into Drakes skin.

Drake could feel the needle jabbing him over and over again, but after the initial few moments of pain, it soon began to fade into just an uncomfortable feeling. He was thankful that this would only take a few hours; otherwise sitting here this whole time would end up driving him mad.

"At least I've got these jacked pecs to look at..." he thought to himself as he stared dreamily at Roy's chest...

Drake then opened his eyes wide and blinked, wondering where the hell that thought came from as he stared at the zebra's broad chest like a horny school girl.

"You alright?" Roy asked as he paused.

Drake shook his head and nodded

"Yea, sorry, keep going".

Roy nodded and grinned slightly, continuing his work as the image became more and more clear. He had already finished the initial outline of the house and was working on the letters below, but instead of making a full picture he was making the entire image in a similar style to that of his other works. The stripes he was slowly beginning to work into Drakes flesh were starting to set and the human below him already seemed a bit woozy. He then started to pick of the pace, smiling as the ink he had already begun to put in was starting to expand and a soft patch of white fuzz was beginning to grow around it.

This continued on for a while, with Roy slowly making the image more and more defined as Drake struggled with the strange thoughts that were invading his mind. He soon found himself staring at Roy's chest more and more often and he could feel his pants beginning to swell with arousal. He kept trying to keep himself distracted with other things, like game scores and what he had done at past parties. But as time went on he found his gaze lingering towards the zebra's chest, taking in every detail he could from the defined slabs of meat with every breath the zebra above him took.

Suddenly then, Roy took in a deep breath of air and let out a soft sigh. In that brief moment, Drake flinched as he briefly saw the outline of the zebra's nipple along with what could only be a piercing that had been put through it.

Roy then suddenly stopped and wiped his brow before going back down to work. Drake flinched as the temporary relief was replaced with the same pain once again and he steeled himself as his body tried to get used to the sensation.

The zebra then continued onward for a few more minutes, having gotten most of the letters done and working on the final letter - G. He was trying his best to make sure that the design was neat as possible, but as the ink continued to spread it became harder to tell where his initial starting point was.

With so much time spent under the needle, Drake's chest was beginning to look very different from what it had been before. The size of the tattoo he had initially asked for was beginning to grow and expand, taking up his entire right pectoral as more and more details began to "bleed" from the initial design. The white fur that had initially began to sprout had also begun to thicken and spread, covering the right side of his chest and was working its way towards the left. Roy smiled as the ink he had initially drawn was spreading slowly from the initial point of contact, stretching across the human's body as the white fur continued to spread. Soon more black streaks began to swirl from the main tattoo, bringing focus to the original design, but spreading across the rest of his body in a dizzying array of black stripes. Roy smiled as his work continued to progress before he found himself getting warm again. Smiling softly he paused again as he lifted the pen from Drakes body and reached up to wipe his brow.

"Sorry, gets kinda hot in here. Do you mind if I make myself more comfortable?" Roy asked and looked down at Drake.

Drake paused slightly, his head feeling muddled and confused. So many conflicted thoughts were running through his mind that he was beginning to wonder if getting this tattoo had in fact been a good idea. But then something in him told him that he shouldn't mind, or care. In fact, he soon began to think how without that thin piece of fabric, he could finally appreciate the zebras full form.

Drake blinked again and nodded, trying his best to snap himself out of his daze. Roy looked down at the human with concern in his eyes before Drake suddenly snapped out of it.

"Wa? Oh...yea no problem dude, knock yourself out. We are all guys here." Drake stated as he sat up and rolled his shoulders before looking toward the Zebra.

Roy smiled as he set his pen aside and reached down and pulled the singlet up from over his head. Drake had to keep himself from drooling as he took in Roy's full muscular form. His stomach was a bit round, but it was round with muscle and fat. He had a regular muscle gut, although his sides seemed a bit softer than the rest of him. His chest however was like a massive slab of meat, the light layer of fat keeping him from looking overly vascular, but still very well defined. Also, as Drake had expected, there were two silver rings pierced through the zebra's dark black nipples, glinting slightly in the new light as they jostled slightly with the zebra's movements.

"Ah, that's better. Now let's get back to it!" Roy exclaimed as he sat back down and took the pen in his hand.

"Yea! Let's do it!" Drake exclaimed almost half-heartedly as he leaned back, trying to hide his growing arousal as the buff zebra loomed over him, his chest almost taunting him and his silver nipple rings almost begging to be tugged.

After Drake sat back down, Roy continued on with his work. The house and letters were done, and now it was time to work on the details of the picture. He slowly began to draw the wooden texture of the building, making careful and well placed streaks onto the house that kept with the initial pictures design, but with a few spaces places in-between to give it the "stripy" design he loved to use. As more ink was introduced into Drakes body however, the changes continued as more white hair began to sprout. Having already covered his chest, the fur began working down towards his stomach and up his neck. Not trailing far behind though were the inky black stripes of color that filled in the spaces that the white fur had introduced. However, while the black fur continued to spread with the white fur, two strands began to swirl around Drakes nipples. Soon the humans fleshy nubs began to grow larger and darker, his chest swelling slightly in compensation as his nipples swelled from the size of dimes to nickels and their texture became much rougher and denser. Drake moaned in response as his chest tingled in a sensation other than pain, but to that of pleasure.

Soon Drake's thoughts became more and more muddled as he found himself staring dreamily at the Zebras chest. Roy smiled as he knew the human was checking him out, but he kept himself focused on his work, making the final touches of the wooden house before working on some of the smaller details and shading.

"Did they hurt?" Drake suddenly asked.

"Hmmm?" Roy stated, trying to keep himself focused on his work and not on the growing bludge in his pants.

"Those piercings...did they hurt?" Drake responded as he looked at the two shiny pieces of metal hanging above him.

"A bit yea. But when they heal up they feel really good on you. Ever had a girl play with your nips before?" Roy asked casually.

Drake glanced off slightly, trying to pull a memory out from one of the few times he had gotten laid, but after a few moments he drew up a blank.

"Nah, I don't think so." Drake stated.

Roy nodded and smiled as he lifted up the pen once again and looked down at Drake.

"Well they feel really good when you twist them while you're getting off. Kinda like a really good tingle. Plus when you get with someone that likes to play it rough it really gets me going. You wanna touch them?" Roy asked casually.

"What?" Drake stammered.

"You can if you wanna; I know you have been looking at them. Plus it's not gay if you touch them. Hell, maybe if you like them we can give you one of your own before you leave." Roy stated with a soft smile as he looked down at the human.

"I'm not into that kinda stuff..." Drake stated weakly, his mind still muddled with strange thoughts and the throbbing erection in his pants not helping his state any more.

"Alright, well if you wanna then now's your chance. Cuz if you start doing it while I'm working then I'm gonna mess up your ink." Roy stated, holding up his pen sand waiting for a response.

Drake felt his hand twitch slightly and he hesitated. He had said that it wouldn't be gay if he touched them. Plus they did look pretty cool and if he said that it really feels good in the sack he might want to get them. Chicks do love the bad boy look...although he could faintly remember seeing pictures of guys with nipples rings, pulling and tugging them as they licked their partners flesh. Something about that whole act disgusted him back then, but now he could feel his curiosity building. Finally, after a few moments he let out a sigh and rose up his hand. Gently he grasped the zebras silver nipple ring and rubbed the metal against his fingertips. Roy snorted slightly in response and Drake recoiled slightly.

"S'ok, it's just like I said...they feel really good when someone plays with them." Roy stated with a re-assuring tone.

Drake nodded and felt the cool metal in his fingertips. Roy's nipples were a lot larger than any he had ever seen in the locker room, and the fleshy nib stood out almost proudly with the metal loop pierced through it. Finally after a few moments he moved to the other nipple and experimentally played with that as well, not knowing that his body was slowly changing in the process.

Without a constant supply of ink, the changes had slowed, but the white fur that had begun to spread across Drakes chest had already covered his entire upper body and was working its way down his legs. In the light, Drake could not see the white fur that was beginning to cover his arm as he fondled the zebra's nipples, but at the start of his shoulder, more black streaks had already begun to spread. His chest was also continuing to change, with the tattoo nearly halfway done, his chest had already swollen another inch. The fat he had on his chest was slowly beginning to burn away to show solid muscle underneath. Although that same fat was still clinging onto his form, keeping Drake from looking overly muscular. His stomach was also beginning to show signs of change. With white and black striped fur covering his belly, the fat began burning away and a much more rapid pace than it had with his stomach. Soon, the faint outlines of abdominal muscles Drake had begun to gain more definition, even from underneath the soft pelt of fur he was now sporting.

The progress of the fur then suddenly halted and the spread of the black stripes came to a stop. Roy noticed this and frowned slightly, looking down at Drake who stared at the zebras shiny nipples in an almost childlike wonder.

"Nnngh....come on man. Your gonna make me pop a stiffie at this rate. Plus we need to get back to work!" Roy stated with a chuckle, trying his best to hide his already raging erection through his thick pants.

Drake however, didn't seem to want to listen. He gave Roy's nipples a playful tug, which caused the zebra to moan in response. He then continued to pull and tug on the nipple he had in his hand while his other hand slowly begun to rise towards the other.

Suddenly Roy slapped Drakes free hand, which caused the human to let go of his other nipple and lean back into his chair.

"Come on, we gotta finish" Roy stated sternly.

"Fine..." Drake stated, his mind already beginning to race with different piercing ideas he had heard about in the past. His mind slowly turning into much darker thoughts, shifting away from the muscle-headed frat boy he had been so long to one more interested in new avenues.

The heavy metal music that had been playing in the lobby suddenly began to make more sense to him; he could understand the lyrics better and get the meaning behind the songs as well. He was also beginning to wonder what it would be like to have some piercings like the zebra above him...or maybe what he would look like in a thick leather jacket...or maybe a harness.

Drakes mind continued to wander as Roy tried to calm down his own hormones as he continued his work. In a few more minutes he had finished the basic framework of the house and the tattoo was nearing completion. Now all that was left was to do the shading and finer details and place the final coating of ink. Roy then began to pick up the pace with his work, although still pausing every few moments to check on his client and making sure that the details he was adding were up to standard.

Drake was still lost in his own mind as he continued daydreaming. Those thoughts he had previously about piercings and leather being compounded with thoughts of concerts at dive bars and making out with some random chick in the back and pounding her ass in the alleyway. Drakes hand slowly began to make its way towards his crotch, his mind wandering as the moans of the goth girl began to echo through his mind. But as more ink was introduced into his body, those feminine moans began to grow deeper and deeper. Dropping octaves as the image of the girl in a short black dress became an image of a guy in a leather vest and black pants. His imagination began to go wild as he could almost feel the warm and tight feeling of his ass around his cock, and the throbbing feeling of the other man's cock in his hand as he jerked him off while he mercilessly fucked him. He practically felt the cool metal of the more submissive man's PA piercing rubbing his hand as he jerked him off while he moaned in pleasure.

Not even realising what he was doing, Drake slowly unzipped his pants and began kicking off his shoes, revealing his bare feet that now had a dusting of white fur above his ankles.

Roy paused slightly, keeping the needle on Drakes flesh as he watched the human fumble with his zipper and reach down into his pants. He grinned lustfully as he adjusted himself, putting his focus back onto the drawing as he added in the last few details and shading.

"Almost done...just gotta put in the last coat." Roy stated casually.

"Fuuuuuck...." Drake moaned as he finally dug his cock from out of his underwear and let it free into the open air.

Slowly the human began jerking off with his left hand, and it took all Roy had not to join in with him. But he needed to focus and as he flipped another switch on the machine, it let out a soft "hummmm" and he placed the needle back onto Drakes flesh, tracing over the lines he had already made.

With the familiar sensation of the needle back on his chest, Drake moaned as he jerked off to the image of him grabbing the long hair punk he was fucking in his head. He could almost feel his warm body and the smell of the leather as he pushed that punk against the wall and forced him to ride his cock. As he continued to fuck that guy for a few more minutes, the image he had in his head began to change again. The punk began growing underneath him and the vest he was wearing nearly tore in half under his increased size. His skin suddenly turned stark white before an assortment of black stripes sprung up and added a bit of color to his body. The cock Drake held in his grip soon began to grow and expand until his hand could no longer grasp the entire thing. The pink and human shaft turning deep ebony as it thickened to inhuman proportions. In his mind Drake let go of the punks head and grabbed onto his growing shaft with both hands, humping his ass with wild abandon as the shaft in his grip grew larger and longer, the once mushroom shaped tip flattening into a broad flare that drooled precum down past the new medial ring and onto Drakes hands.

Back in reality however, Drakes changes were becoming more and more prominent. The white fur that had been slowly creeping up his neck was now working its way across his face. Had he have been paying any attention, Drake could have noticed the brief moment he went deaf as his ears navigated to the top of his head. His feet were experiencing a rapid change as well as his toes and most of the flesh that made up his feet began to compress into a rounded disk shape. Its pink coloration darkening and hardening into a thick nail that protected his new hooves as they began to grow alongside Drakes new body.

Roy at this point had already finished the final coating of the tattoo and was admiring his work as he writhed in the chair he was sitting in. The once human jock was beginning to look more and more badass with every passing moment. The stripes he had gifted him with taking on a swirling design that had the tattoo he had created at the epicentre with new and strange looking designs like his own stripes placed creatively in different spots across his body. As he watched Drake furiously jack off, he finally stepped away, allowing him to use both hands as he worked his rapidly growing meat, which was swelling in size with every passing moment. The humans cock was reaching well past its previous five inches and was now border lining on a foot long piece of meat. His cock head was already beginning to shift into a flare and in-between his rapid strokes he could see the medial ring of his cock beginning to take shape. Roy smiled as he watched the final pieces come into place, finally stepping back and undoing his belt so that he could let his pants drop to the floor. With a sigh of relief he finally let loose his drooling and flared equine shaft that was crowned with a silver Prince Albert piercing. He stepped forward for a moment so that he could get a closer look at the newly budding zebra, his cock dripping precum down onto the changing man's chest. He then moved slightly to the left, spilling some of his own pre down onto Drakes own cock, lubricating it even further and causing the human to moan in pleasure. The zebra smirked as he watched as Drakes pants began to rip and tear, exposing the stripy fur that had grown underneath along with his more powerful leg muscles. But then suddenly Roy stepped away, his cock begging for release as Roy stepped over to a nearby counter and grabbed a small pistol looking machine that had a small spike at the tip.

Back in his own imagination, Drake moaned as the punk he was fucking turned into a massive zebra man. Although he missed the tightness he felt with the mans ass previously, the feeling of fucking such a massive beast was becoming an incredible turn on for him. He even looked hotter than he originally pictured with his mane streaked with red and black and his body filled with rippling muscle. His new stripes were also pretty bad ass, as he was covered not only with intense streaks of black, but also an assortment of tattoos. There were some like the ones he had seen in Roy's parlour and others that were placed into any free space that someone could find. Most of them showed equines in masculine poses, horses, donkeys and of course zebras doing all sorts of things. In his mind he even pictured a tramp stamp of sorts, pointing down towards his puckered black hole of the zebra he was ploughing. His partner then let out a loud moan and Drake felt as a bludge began to build at the base of the zebras spine. He pulled back slightly, still keeping his rock hard member deep inside his partner and watched as a long and ropey tail shot from the zebras backside, swishing slightly with newfound movement until Drake removed one of his hands from the massive zebras cock and grabbed hold of his new tail. The two of them moaned, with his imaginary lover crying out in his mind while Drake moaned out both in his imagination and reality. Soon then Drake began to feel strange, the zebra that towered over him was suddenly beginning to look shorter. But the sudden intense pleasure he felt coming from his nipple brought him back to the task at hand as he continued to fuck the zebra against the wall. Their height difference suddenly began to change, and within moments Drake was the one standing tall over the other zebra. He then began to feel an immense amount of pleasure coming from his cock, as the pressure he felt from before when he was ramming his cock into the still human punk began to return. It almost felt as if his cock was growing and expanding inside the other zebra, he could feel every ridge of their ass as he rode them even harder than before, not realising the changes that were happening to his face.

Roy smiled as he looked down at Drakes newest addition. The shiny silver nipple ring was a nice touch to the budding zebra, but he needed a little something extra. Looking around he took in Drakes form as his face began to grow outwards into a long muzzle and his black and white mane began to grow in. His tail had already shot out from the back of his pants and was writheing with its owners every wave of pleasure. Suddenly then a wicked idea struck Roy as he placed the piercing gun in his hands right at Drakes nose and began inching towards his septum just as it finished shaping.

Drake cried out as he suddenly began to feel a pain in his nose. His face was growing at a rapid pace, and it wasn't long until he was a zebra just like the one he was fucking in his mind. A new wave of smells and sensations quickly washed over him as he began to smell a musky stink along with the cool smell of leather. That seemed to be the final straw for the changing man as he pulled back and thrust into his lover as hard as he could, pushing his equine flesh deep inside the other punk until finally with one final shout he cried out.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!"

The world he was imagining suddenly began to fade away as the incredible jolt of orgasm knocked him out of his stupor. Drake opened his eyes and blinked, their shading having changed to a bright green as his focus was suddenly made towards a dark black and flared equine cock staring right at him. The throbbing member leaked pre like a faucet, drooling down onto Drakes chest and pooling at his rippleing abdominal muscles. But before he could take his sudden changes in, his cock throbbed and let out a gush of cum that shot past his shoulder and onto the chair.

Drake let out a moan and closed his eyes again, his changed cock sending out wave after wave of warm spunk that began to coat his bare chest and began to seep into his new pelt of black and white fur. His much larger and darker balls seemed to produce a much larger load than he changed man could handle, and they just kept pumping more and more seed with every shot.

"Fuck fuuuuuuuuuck!" Drake cried out again, his cock not seeming to stop as he coated himself in his own spunk, until finally the powerful euphoria began to wear off and Drake began to get some sense of himself.

Panting and gasping for breath, Drake finally opened his eyes and looked down at himself. Although he was coated head to toe in cum, he could see that his pants had been torn to shreds and his body was covered in fuzz. His cock was also slowly beginning to slink back into its new sheath that had attached itself to his body during his changes.

Drake winced in pain as he moved slightly and suddenly noticed the silver metal piercing that had been speared through his now black nipple. Drake then let out an instinctive snort, but then that began to hurt as well and Drake rose up a hand and felt his new snout and the metal ring that ran through his nose.

As his body began to cool down and the endorphins began to wear off, Drake was finally able to get a grip and he realised just what he had become.

"I'm a zebra?" Drake muttered, suddenly realising how much deeper his voice sounded with his new muzzle.

"That's right kid...."

Drake then turned around and looked to see Roy standing a few feet away, his cock as had as a rock with both hands wrapped around his massive dick.

"Now, what do you want to do right now?" Roy continued.

Drake paused, some part of his mind screaming out in protest, before it was suddenly silenced by a wave of new urges.

"I wanna suck that dick. Then I wanna get a go at that ass." Drake stated with a smug smirk as he got up from off the table, with his cock already beginning to slide back from out of its sheathe.

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The bell rang one final time with the new zebra waving goodbye as he left the building in a new leather jacket and pants. As he left the building however, he passed by a chubby looking guy with glasses who had been standing outside and seemed nervous.

"Hey kid, whats up? Looking for something?" Drake asked as his long ears twitched slightly.

The smaller kid let out a soft wheeze and then answered in a nasally voice.

"I came here to get a tattoo...but I'm too freaked out. I don't think I can handle a needle being jabbed into me for so long." He said with a dejected sigh, stopping for a brief moment to keep his glasses from falling down his face.

Drake smiled and reached down to ruffle the kids hair.

"Hey, I just had one done on my chest and I feel fine. Roy's a good guy and he will set you up right I'm sure." Drake responded with a smile.

"R-really?" The pasty faced kid responded.

"Yea, once you get used to it you will be fine. I feel like a changed man now that I've gotten my first ink." Drake stated with a happy snort that caused his nose ring to jostle slightly.

"Wow...ok thanks man! By the way, what's your name?" he asked.

"Drake, Drake Freewind." Drake responded as he offered the man his hand.

"Hi Drake, I'm Leland, Leland Masters!" Leland responded with a smile.

Drake smiled and nodded back at the man as he let go of his hand.

"Well Lee, I'm sure you're going to be in for a great time."