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Frozen by the recent jolt of surprise he'd received, Jake felt an icy chill flowing through his veins. Not too far behind him, Ram and Taurus were busy washing themselves off to relax a bit before starting to shoot the video again. He hoped neither of them had paid him enough attention to know what was going on in his spinning mind.

Jake knew he shouldn't have been shocked. Obviously the lubricant would have come from here: how many places would there be that would manufacture stuff that transformed someone into a gay, sex-crazed animal-man? But something felt off: he got the impression the active agent wasn't supposed to be released to the public, but it had been, in a bottle of lubricant used for the porn shoots. Which meant someone had to have done so deliberately. Someone high up who wanted more actors, perhaps? Some unaware guy trying to get a bit of extra cash by unintentionally dumping infected lubricants at some sex store? Or...

Maui jolted Jake out of his thoughts, resting a still-wet hand on his head fur and inquiring, "You're going to get a reputation as a bit of a cum slut if you keep this up?"

Jake looked up, trying to hide the shock. "Can I trust him?" he wondered. More and more, the idea that one of the others had deliberately infected one of the bottles and somehow smuggled it out played in his head. To cover his thoughts, he forced a grin and said, "Yeah, well that's what's wanted around here, isn't it?"

Maui returned the grin, agreeing, "Sure, just make sure you clean up after yourself."

"This is different from the lubricant I have in my room," Jake observed, trying to sound as casual as he could muster.

"Yeah," Maui explained, "this is specially-made lubricant that we use for filming. You can tell how hot it gets in here under the lights, and that plus long shoots means we need something that will last a bit longer than just for normal play. It's also a bit more expensive, obviously, which is why it's only used for shoots."

Jake nodded, mumbling, "I see." He lied, and asked, "This one's empty, is there a special place I should dump it?"

"There's a bin around here somewhere," the orca mentioned, "where we sanitise that before the bottles are recycled. We need to be careful with anything that might come in contact with our juices." Maui half-smiled, and said, "You'd understand that better than most, I'll bet."

Nodding again, Jake pushed himself onto his feet. Changing topics to keep Maui from getting too suspicious, he said, "My dick's changed now, by the way."

"Cool!" Maui exclaimed approvingly. "You'll have to show me sometime, when you've got the energy left."

"Haha, yeah," Jake laughed, scratching the back of his head, looking down at the thick sheath encasing his ursine cock. "Ram's pretty rough, I think my face is going to be sore for a while."

"Fortunately, we recover pretty quickly from stuff like that," Maui explained. "Wounds heal quickly. Our blood's infectious too, though that doesn't come out of our bodies quite as much as our other fluids."

"Shower's all yours," Ram announced, patting over his body with one of the huge towels that had been in the room for that purpose. "If you're going to stand around gossiping like a pair of hairdressers, instead of cleaning up like I told you to do."

"Sorry," Jake apologised.

Maui added jokingly, "It's my fault, I distracted him with my hot, wet body."

Ram groaned, and mumbled, "Just go edit the video before I send a Japanese scientific vessel after you." To Jake, he said, "You, hit the showers, then get some chow in you and get the floor cleaned up."

Standing up from the sticky mess, Jake walked past Taurus, still busy towelling himself off, and went into the shower himself. The bull managed to make even that seem hot; if his body had been as willing as his mind was, Jake's cock would have been poking out of his sheath once again.

The shower had been left running for him, allowing Jake to immediately step into the heavy pitter-patter of water. He absent-mindedly washed himself off, rubbing some shampoo over himself to clean the cum out of his fur. "You need to stop focusing on your cock," he admonished himself, "and start using your brain again." It was going to be hard - the guys here were all very hot - but until he figured out what to do about what he'd learned, he was going to have to be on his guard. After all, if someone had smuggled a contaminated bottle out, they needed to have some connections to the outside. He couldn't be swooning over the near-perfect body of some guy who may have had some guard friends willing to do their ex-colleague a seemingly-innocent favour.

His stomach rumbled, and his head felt dizzy: Jake hadn't really been paying attention to how much energy his new body needed, especially with all the changes that had happened to him. He needed to be at the top of his game. As he tugged out the last bits of semen from his fur and turned off the water, his brain finalised on a course of action.

Jake was going to tell Kong, in the presence of one of the others. Rubbing a towel over his fur, Jake mused over who that should be. If it was Kong who had done this - which seemed unlikely, he admitted - he wanted someone else there to handle it. He didn't know how close any of the others were to him: Kong had been around for a while, so they all probably were close to them.

"Chet," Jake decided in a flash of inspiration. That made sense: he was as much a part of this as Jake himself had been, and he knew the guy wouldn't necessarily take the gorilla's side if it came down to it. Plus, out of everyone here other than him, he was the only one who would need to be innocent, and could provide some extra evidence as he had worked for the store. Besides, they were scheduled to be in the same room later. He would just have to manage until the meeting.

Once dry, Jake wandered over to the food table, swiping his paw at the lubricant bottle. As he walked, he winced: his ass hadn't quite recovered from the buggering he'd gotten. Ram and Taurus were there; the former was hurriedly shoving doughnuts into his mouth while trying to shout things over to Maui simultaneously. The orca was at the computer, working on editing the earlier footage. Taurus was nibbling on a cake slowly: he seemed far more thirsty than hungry, sucking down a large bottle of tepid water through a straw.

Jake found himself drawn to the cookies: they looked hard and crunchy, and he wanted something to sink his teeth into. "I should probably ask for a toothbrush," he thought as his large, sharp teeth sunk into the tough biscuit. He hadn't realised how hungry he'd been: all that ejaculating had been quite draining - on top of everything else - and it was only now that he'd gotten over most of his anxiety that he needed to eat.

"Should I clean this out with the sterilisation fluid?" Jake asked Taurus, swallowing down the last of the baked chunks in his mouth. "And where should I put it when I'm done?"

"If it's empty," Taurus answered non-committally. "There's a sealed box to put them in somewhere."

"Thanks," Jake answered. Uncomfortably, he walked over to where the three of them had been fucking earlier, and wincing he returned to all fours. Cleaning up the spilled sexual fluids, he glanced up occasionally to scope out what the others were doing. Taurus was still busy eating and drinking: that wasn't too surprising, the guy was huge and with all the energy he went through fucking and probably working out, he'd probably need to eat a lot. Ram was still barking orders to Maui, still editing video, white getting dressed back in his costume and fixing up his face paint.

Taurus, draining a good portion of another bottle, headed back on set. Jake, having cleaned up all of the semen he'd found on the ground, scouted around for where to stash the bottle. Although he did feel motivated to do a good job, he really wanted the chance to hunt for clues: anything to allay the persistent gnawing of doubt that one of the guys he'd met - maybe even one of the ones he'd had sex with - had deliberately put their infected seed out there.

By the time he found it, Maui had hopped into the shower for a moment, and Ram was busy tying Taurus back up. The box was labelled particularly for future external delivery, and could be sealed a single time. It had been placed by a sink. He sloshed some sterilisation fluid into the bottle, liberally rubbing it over the outside.

"At least I know it could be done," Jake thought, glancing around. If everyone was busy looking at what was happening on-set, it wouldn't be too hard for a horny guy to discreetly jack off a bit over here, shooting his load into a partially-filled lube bottle - or even an empty one - and a bit of clean-up later nobody would be the wiser.

Jake finished cleaning, hiding the sterilised bottle under his thick, hairy arm as he walked over to the snack table again, trying to appear casual. Bobbing down, he put it out of sight next to the table leg before opening up some more water bottles to prepare for the actors. When Maui got out of the shower, he returned to the camera and the filming recommenced. Taurus recovered quickly: something Jake knew they all could from personal experience. His cock stretched out, as the demonic-looking Ram enveloped the tip in his mouth, both hands working the rest of the shaft.

Although he had a lot on his mind, Jake couldn't help but appreciate the scene. He sighed, taking the time to examine his new cock. It wasn't as large as some of the others, nor as thick, but it definitely put most men to shame, and the weird head was interesting to play around with. If he got it at the right angle, he judged, he could do some nice stuff with someone's prostate.

"Damn it, Jake," he thought. "You need to focus."

He was finding it hard, though: his life was practically in a holding pattern until he could talk to Kong, and he had nothing else to occupy his time with. Jake's new life was all about sex: having it, filming it, and thinking about it almost constantly. Of course, there was the watching it: he couldn't wait to have this whole thing with the lubricant over and done with, so he could find some new normalcy.

Jake sighed: he had to think about other things at some point. What his new name was going to be: nobody seemed to want to call him Jake here, and even he was having a hard time thinking of his sex-crazed bear self as being the same person as the overworked, uptight guy his name had been attached to. The other guys had picked somewhat appropriate names; he guessed he should as well. "Grizzly?" he mused. "Nah. Too obvious. Yogi's too stupid. Something to do with woods, maybe?" Suddenly it hit him, the idea forcing a grin onto his face: the perfect suggestive play on words.

On-set, things were heating up: Taurus was straining against his bonds, trying to appear like he was feeling uncomfortable with the demonic ram-man sucking on, and stroking, his long, pink boner. Ram was either really into rough sex, or was a porn star that really got into his roles: from his own experience, Jake guessed it was the former. If Taurus didn't end up with huge amounts of scratches and bruises later, even through the bull's thicker skin, Jake would be surprised. He could almost feel Ram's teeth biting down onto his own penis. Jake squirmed: he was sure he wouldn't have liked this kind of thing normally, but his tastes seemed to vary rather widely now.

Maui beckoned him over, and Jake went over; he noticed his ass seemed to be recovering from getting ridden. "Sorry for not educating you more," he whispered. He had apparently decided to rectify this mistake, and began to quietly talk Jake through the camera controls. Jake tried to follow along, but aside from the few times things were adjusted he didn't really understand all of the terminology used.

He guessed, however, that Maui's interest in having him over here was more to do with the orca's thick erection lying against his smooth, white chest.

Reaching down, he continued to listen, slowly teasing Maui's cock. Jake liked the feeling of Maui's cock: hefty and naturally slippery, like a giant tongue that squirmed pleasingly in his hands when he toyed with it.

"I may not be the best teacher," Maui admitted, "but you learn fast."

Jake grinned back, trying to put aside the nagging feeling that he might be fondling the guy who had broken the rules and risked getting a lot of people infected. "That can wait," he thought, letting his other hand reach down, rubbing the area where Maui's balls would have been. Maui stretched his legs apart, allowing Jake to grind his crotch against the orca's side.

They were interrupted by an alarm - loud, but not shrill - which echoed through the room. Maui sighed, and explained with a note of reluctance, "It's lunchtime." Louder, he shouted "Cut!"

Jake's heart raced, partially from having gotten into the sex, partially because his chance had come: he could tell Kong and Chet what he'd discovered, and had evidence to prove it. But if it was one of the other guys... He already knew where that would lead: a quick trip to Nutsville, and whatever that entailed. He wondered if he should just keep his mouth shut. A moment's thought told him that was foolish: even if he didn't report it, Chet was bound to notice the bottle at some point. More to the point, whoever had done it could try doing it again and again. He sighed: he was going to have to do it.

While the others quickly took distinctly separate, cold showers, Jake pretended to tidy up the snack table, before hiding the bottle under his armpit. He wasn't naturally the slyest person, or one prone to lying, but he hoped the others wouldn't notice. However, they all seemed pretty busy with getting ready, and excited to be heading for lunch.

"Why's that?" Jake asked.

"Our bodies burn through huge amounts of fuel," Ram explained. "Not sure if this has been explained to you, but our semen is basically changing us all the time. Fucking or getting fucked pushes us more towards our animal sides. They lace the food with an agent that works the other way."

Jake asked, "Like a cure?"

"No," Maui said, "once you get infected, that's it, because you're always going to be producing the fluid. The other stuff just staves off the worst of the effects. Besides, the more human you are, the higher the risk is that you get recognised from your old life; either that, or don't work at all."

"And Kong doesn't let people freeload," Ram finished.

There wasn't a guard at the door this time: Jake guessed that the other three would stop him from going, even if there was anywhere to go. Besides, he didn't want to: he liked the guys there, he liked the idea of just saying "fuck it" to his old life and spending the rest of his days fucking for a living.

"Is your arm okay?" asked Maui, noticing Jake's stiff arm movements as they headed towards the common room.

"Yeah," Jake chuckled, finding the lie came surprisingly easy, "I think next time I do it with either Ram or Taurus it's not on a concrete floor though."

"Good idea!" Ram agreed, pushing the door open for them. Most of the others had arrived: only Chet and Sabre weren't in the room yet. Containers of food had been prepared for them, each labelled by sticky notes on the lid with each guy's partial species.

"Hey guys," Scruffy called out. "How'd the shoot go?"

"Not bad, not bad," Maui said. "Got our new bear here pretty excited."

"Have you got your stage name figured out yet?" Kong asked. The gorilla was the only one of the room's earlier arrivals to not currently be eating, though Jake thought that might have explained why he was hovering by the kitchenette sink.

Jake grinned, and answered, "Lumber." He paused, grabbing on to Maui's handy cock. "Jack," he added, punctuating it by giving the member in his hands a few rapid strokes. "Lumberjack."

His answer was greeted by a mixture of groans and chuckles. Kong merely grunted, then gestured his head over at the whiteboard. "Add your name to the roster then, Lumberjack."

"He hasn't had lunch yet," protested Actaeon.

"Yeah, give him a break, Kong," agreed Scruffy. "We want to hear what he thinks of Farmhouse Fuckers Five!"

"No, it's fine," Jake said, trying to cool off the situation. "It'll just be a couple of seconds later." Besides, he thought, it'd give me a chance to stash my evidence somewhere I can get it later. Most of the other guys had eyes on their food, or on each other, and he wanted to take advantage of that.

"Hi!" he heard a couple of voices call out. One added, "We've finished cleaning up. Where's the food?"

Jake turned: he was surprised to see how much Chet had changed in the few hours they had been separated. He could definitely see the equine features creeping into the guy's appearances now: a slight muzzle, a budding mohawk, and large ears. He must have been taking after some huge draught horse, as he was quickly approaching Taurus' build, and then going beyond that in some places; though unlike a lot of body-builders, on him it still looked natural to be that bulky. Of course, the huge thick cock was another big give-away; Jake felt only slightly jealous that they hadn't been the other way around. His hand immediately went to his own throbbing cock.

The next thing going through his head was "Shit!"

The bottle bounced: all eyes in the room were suddenly on the empty, scrubbed lubricant bottle that Jake had been hiding under his armpit. Nobody said anything, but that was almost worse than the confused, accusatory glances shot his way. He could already hear the thought going through Kong's mind: "What the fuck are you doing with that?"

Deciding to jump on to the grenade he'd already pulled, Jake explained, looking right at the gorilla, "I wanted to talk to you about this. This is the same bottle that the lubricant that got me was in."

"Hey, yeah," Chet added. "Where did you get it?"

"The film studio," Kong answered. "We already knew that. They have your bottle, they're investigating-"

Jake dared to interrupt him, by asking, "I presume the human employees don't go on to the sets, outside of special circumstances, perhaps." It was weird, to talk about humans and not include him in that category. Something else I need to get used to, Jake thought.

"No," Kong said, his expression inscrutable: usually he looked annoyed, but that look had something else to it now. Something Jake couldn't place, as he didn't know the guy well enough to tell.

"I checked," Jake continued, "I didn't, but I could have easily jerked off into this."

Joey asked, his natural good-humour gone from his voice, "Do you think maybe Nut did this?" The question wasn't for anyone in particular, but everyone knew who was going to answer.

Kong sighed; Jake finally figured out what the gorilla was feeling: sadness. "Oh shit," he thought, "he knows who did this."

"No, I've been checking the records," Kong explained. "We had already dealt with him well before this happened. And if it had, then someone else here would have had to have helped him along. But I've been in talks with other people this morning, and... I'm afraid I know who did this.

"Knock on the door," Kong said, turning to Chet. "The guards are going to take you back to your room. Take your lunch; I'm afraid we have something to deal with."

Jake felt a hot prickling sensation crawling through his body, like fiery ants eating through his skin. Initially, he felt that he was going to be dismissed too, but he'd picked his new name now, he'd crossed the threshold, or whatever the term Joey had used was. He was one of them now, and he was going to be a part of whatever punishment got meted out on the guilty party. The worst part was, this sense of belonging seemed to make him even hornier.

Everyone else seemed to be feeling the same way; aside from Chet, who looked lost as he backed up from the table from where he'd picked up his lunch back to the door he'd just come in through and pounded on it. Everyone was on tenterhooks, waiting for the door to click shut before anything else could happen. Jake hadn't realised he'd been holding his breath until he felt his lungs kick back into action.

"Why did you do it, Taurus?" Kong interrogated regretfully.

If there had been a spark in the room, Jake felt they'd all have been blown apart. Taurus? That didn't make any sense to him at all: he was the one least likely to have done it. He could tell the others were just as shocked as he was; only Taurus didn't seem surprised: he looked deflated.

"It's not something you guys would understand," Taurus said, no emotion in his voice. "None of you were married. None of you had kids. I didn't even get to talk to them after what happened." He sighed out, saying, "I just got so angry. I wanted-"

He put his lunch tray back on the table, and added like someone who could give no more, "I'm not a coward like that fucking dog. I know I fucked up. Do what you have to do; I'm not going to fight you." He went over, and stood in the centre of the room, before dropping down, pushing his ass out into the air.

"Lumberjack," Kong stated, "you're new, and I've not gone over the rules yet. But when someone does this to someone else knowingly and without their permission, we just can't trust them any more. Trust is important to us. The other guy wouldn't quite understand that yet, but I can tell you do, which is why you're here."

Jake nodded: it made sense to him. These guys were going to make up his whole world: he was going to fuck them, and let them fuck him, so he had to know they wouldn't go out of their way to hurt him or anyone else. The fire in his body continued to build up; he could almost feel his balls churning.

"The rules also say," Kong continued, "that when this happens the person wronged gets to go first."

Jake knew instinctively what he meant: everything was telling or had told him what the punishment entailed. The warning videos he'd been shown earlier of Nut, what he knew of the active ingredient in his semen, the burning lust in his body, the other guys gently stroking their cocks. Even Kong, as he'd been talking, had gotten hard and was busy fondling himself.

He walked over to Taurus, prostrate on the floor, his ass inviting him in. The bull-man apologised, "I'm sorry I did this to you." Jake just grunted: he took in the apology, but he didn't care; all that mattered now was the throbbing need in his cock and the nice, warm hole waiting for it. There wouldn't be any need of extra lubricant: Jake's cock was almost pissing out sticky, clear liquid that would work just as well. He let it pool in one hand, using the other to spread it around Taurus' puckered opening.

Masculine musk filled the room, even more so than earlier. Jake wondered for a fraction of a second if they were pumping in something through the air conditioning to get them worked up even more. It definitely seemed to be working. Taking his straining bear-cock in one hand, Jake worked himself up as he buried his opened muzzle into the pre-cum-plastered ass of the bull.

Taurus' tail slid over one of Jake's round, hairy cheeks as he forced his tongue in between the wrinkled grooves that were being stretched by the hand reaching up from below. Resting on his shins, Jake licked and licked. He knew Taurus' hole was going to need to be very well lubricated for what was going to happen. Fortunately, the ass was clean: most of the guys seemed to get cleaned out regularly down there as a matter of course, just for practicality's sake.

Jake's hands alternated: one would go down, to tease out enough pre-cum for him to use to make his cock glide in easier, the other would switch places, stretching open the hole as he dribbled his fluids down the small gap between his muzzle and Taurus' rear end. He noticed even his pre-cum seemed to smell and taste differently: filled with something that seemed to deaden the thinking parts of anyone they came in contact with, instead increasing their need to express themselves through instinctive sexual behaviour.

After a few minutes of eating Taurus' ass, Jake pulled his sticky muzzle out: his cock had been tormented enough. With an ursine roar, he shuffled forwards, both hands gripping tightly onto the bull's firm ass cheeks, stretching them forcefully apart, and poked around the butt with his cock. Eventually, Jake tweaked on to the fact he could use his thumbs to stretch the hole open wider, and he plunged in.

Taurus winced; Jake wasn't nearly as gentle with him as he had been with Jake earlier, though Taurus was a bit more used to it. Jake wasn't really worried: all he cared about was getting off into the hole. He leaned backwards, thrusting in rapidly as his animal side took over. Everything was about the sensations: the tightness of the hole around his cock, the wonderful scent of males around him, the taste of his own juices on his tongue, and the sight of the powerful creature prostrate below him. The noises that he could hear around him were as bestial as he had become: grunts and bellows, roars and hisses, and heavy panting punctuated by the steady rhythm of flesh slapping hard and rapid against flesh. The room felt wetter from the juices he could almost feel dripping onto his own body. The hairs on the back of his neck pricked: he could sense the line forming behind him, waiting for their turn in the hole.

Jake's cock wanted release: his body was ready for it, but his primal instincts were riding on a powerful high. He wanted to keep fucking this ass forever. It was still nice and tight, but it wasn't virginal and seemed prepared to take a good pounding. Rocking back and forth, Jake rode the wave; he only let it crash against the shore when it felt like his body was going to take matters into his own hands.

"Hngh!" Jake grunted, his slack jaw closing for a moment before he roared out, hands digging deeply into the muscular waist within their grip. After that brief pause when his ejaculate had started pouring out of him, he went back to thrusting in and out. Semen began to pour out of him, pooling around his ankles.

With a grunt, Jake pulled out, slightly weak in the knees. He glanced down: creamy fluid dripped down from the raw, stretched hole in front of him as he tottered back, stepping to one side. Next in line was Kong, the gorilla slapping his meaty cock against his palm. He bent down, taking Jake's position, and began to fuck the already filled hole.

Jake turned away; his body still felt hot, but orgasming had given him some respite. He cleaned himself off, tugging on his tired, sensitive cock, clearing off the seed that clung to it and licked it off of his sticky fingers, before sagging down onto the couch to recuperate.

"As far as punishments go," he thought, "this isn't too bad." Immediately after, he felt a little guilty. He was basically condemning Taurus to being a sex-crazed beast for the rest of his life. "Well," his brain observed, "he's kind of done the same thing to you. It's only fair."

While Kong was still fucking Taurus, Jake distracted his mind by ogling the other guys. He hadn't seen Jumbo's cock erect earlier, and now it even looked more impressively hung. He was at the back of the row. "Probably not surprising," Jake thought, his own ass feeling looser just looking at it. The grey, thick-skinned giant's tool was almost like the trunk that dangled down to toy and sniff at the head. Before him was Ram, who seemed to be annoyed as well as aroused. Dino's snout was larger than most of the others, so there was a bigger gap between him and Actaeon, giving Jake a pretty good look at the paler scales of his belly and the huge pink bulge poking out of a similar slit to what Maui had, the rest of the crocodile's cock a thick, short probe stretching upwards. The tip of Actaeon's long, pink rod poked into Joey's back; the kangaroo reaching down to fondle his balls.

Jake's attention was torn away by Kong's feet smacking into the ground, the gorilla shaking the bull as his orgasm pounded out of him. Unlike Jake, he pulled out almost immediately, squirting his load along Taurus' back, humping the air. He shifted forward, spunk still oozing out as Leo pounced on Taurus' freed rump.

Kong came over; Jake immediately grabbed the gorilla's cock and stuck the softening member into his mouth, cleaning it off with his tongue. "When you feel up to it," Kong said, "you can get back in line."

"Mm-mm," Jake mumbled. Sucking hard, he made Kong twitched, before he opened his mouth and released the gorillas rather human-like softening penis. "What - what's going to happen after?" he asked.

"Getting this much cum in you without proper precautions tends to speed up the transformation process," Kong explained, flopping down next to him on the couch. "Particularly now; when this kind of thing happens we go into a sort of wild mode where active mutagenic agents become more concentrated. Once everyone's had enough, we'll clean him up and I'll get a couple of the other guys to take him away." He sighed, "I'm going to cancel the rest of today's activities, give everyone a chance to... recover."

Jake nodded, slightly distracted by the movement in the line: Leo hadn't lasted very long - Jake vaguely remembered he was due to fly out somewhere, which might have explained why - and he wandered over with a drippy, spiky feline cock. "Mind giving me the same treatment?" he asked Jake. Jake obligingly sucked off the last bits of cum in and around the lion's shrinking cock.

"I'm going to get going," Leo told Kong.

Kong nodded, and sighed as he said, "Have a good flight. Try not to..."

"Don't have to worry about that," Leo said, "You've packed my schedule pretty tightly." Rubbing Jake's head, he said, "'Jack here's a hungry ol' bear, isn't he?" Jake felt the barbed cock slip through his lips as Leo's erection retracted.

"I feel like I've got a lot of catching up to do," Jake said with a half-smile, patting the lion on the ass as he headed out the door. It left him with a good view of Maui gripping on to Taurus' broad shoulders, jiggling back and forth slowly as his cock tried adding more cum to the already stuffed hole of the bull.

Taurus was already beginning to become more animal-like, Jake noticed with an odd detachment: he felt small pangs of pity and guilt, but it was mostly curiosity. Taurus' head was bowed, but there had been some subtle changes to his neck structure that Jake could tell hadn't been there earlier - he'd been watching the guy very closely. Whatever seed wasn't just pouring out of his stretched ass was increasing his bulk: the muscles were still toned, but they seemed to be larger overall. Even his feet and hands were starting to resemble hooves more closely.

Maui pulled out, his pink cock white from sticky seminal fluid. He patted Taurus on the rump; the increasingly bull-like man bellowing, as the orca went to the front. Scruffy took his old position as Maui let Taurus suckle on his cock for a bit. The boar lasted only a couple of seconds, his cork-screw penis slipping into the loose hole just long enough for him to dump his load inside.

Jake sighed: he didn't really want to see any more. Besides, the extra boost his libido had been given was getting to him again, but he didn't want to add to the growing puddle of mess. "Uh, Kong?" he asked, "Could I go, too?"

Kong frowned for a minute, before looking over to Jumbo and giving the elephant a silent nod. "Okay. Grab your lunch, you'll definitely need to get a lot of nourishment in you." Doing as he was bidden, Jake grabbed his lunch, and followed Kong as they left the room.

Breathing out in relief, Jake stated, "I'm really sorry; I didn't want that to happen. At least, not that way, I just wanted to tell you that I found a clue, in confidence at some point when it was just you, me and Chet."

Kong patted him on the shoulder, escorting them to his room. Jake noticed he didn't require any guards now. "Don't be sorry: Taurus brought this on himself."

"I know," Jake admitted. "But still..."

Kong sighed; he sounded particularly old at the moment, and Jake wondered how old the gorilla actually was. "I didn't want to say anything until I was sure; but I'd been suspecting it was him for some time. I just wanted to deal with it quietly, after getting both of you new guys settled in: it's not usually this bad for new people, but your situation was unusual.

"Taurus had been having a lot of problems: the rest of us had volunteered to some degree, but he was the one who hadn't been. He also had the most to lose. Add on to that that he had to deal with quite a few of the people he had known in the past, and having them see him as another sex-obsessed gay beast-man, and the whole situation had been set up to fail.

"That wasn't the only thing I had to go on: we keep pretty good records of everything, and all it took for me was to ask the right questions and get some footage. I think he hoped if this got out, he'd be able to go home because it'd be pointless to quarantine him here any longer if it was out. He had enough friends in security to smuggle an infected."

They had walked slowly; only now reaching Jake's room. Changing topics, Kong gestured at the sign and said, "I'll get your name put up there soon; and I'll get one of the security guys to come along and implant a chip into the back of your hand so you can come and go as you please. You're fully one of us now, after all."

"Thanks," Jake said: the makeshift bed had been replaced in his absence by a proper one. A twin, Jake judged; just enough room for two, or for one who wanted to stretch out. Stretching out seemed good right about now.

"I've got to get back," Kong said, "but I'll grab you and the new horse-guy, and we'll go over what kind of stuff you want for your rooms. You won't get everything at once, but initially all of the extra income from your videos and stuff will go towards that kind of thing."

The door clicked shut, and Jake sat alone in his room, he immediately went over to the room and flopped on his bed. His back dug into something; shifting his weight, he noticed they'd placed the remote there. Turning the television on, he browsed for a while. Most of the rooms were empty: everyone else aside from him, Chet and Leo were in the common room, and Leo had headed off for his flight. Jake wondered what that had been about, but he'd have to ask later. Chet was busy flopping on his own bed, jerking off.

"That's a good idea," Jake thought. Dropping onto the floor, he checked under the bed, and rummaged through the sex toys he'd been given. Pulling out a long, thick dildo and some lube, he threw them on the bed. Jake joined them, spread-eagled his legs, and enjoyed the show as the increasingly equine guy worked his huge cock.

Jake chuckled, some of his tension evaporating, as he lubed up the artificial and natural erections he had on the bad. "This is the same shit that got me into this mess," he thought. "This horrible, wonderful mess." More of it went on his asshole, the bear free to rub it all over: the new sheets were going to get messy eventually anyway, he decided.

Getting himself calm, Jake loosened his sphincter, working the slippery shaft slowly into his rear. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" he panted in shock: the dildo slipped several inches up his ass with one ill-advised thrust, and he felt like his eyes were going to bulge out of their sockets. "Fuck!" Jake swore, panting until he'd recovered sufficiently.

Unfortunately, Jake hadn't really gotten into the swing of things on his own when Chet's load visibly squirted over the edge of the bed where he had been sitting, damp lines appearing on the otherwise bare ground. Jake switched the channel further along, eventually hitting the common room. The line for Taurus' ass had shrunk: Kong and Maui had rejoined the queue; behind Jumbo and Ram. Dino was busy having his turn, the others were recovering, licking and sucking each other clean.

The main attraction had grown bigger: Taurus' was almost getting to be larger than Jumbo, the biggest of the animal-men, the muscular bovine torso looking rounder and wider. His face was wider as well; the other changes weren't great to pick up from this particular camera angle.

Pushing the dildo in and out of his ass, Jake leaned back on the bed. Even though it was kind of horrific, he liked the idea of that happening to him: being fucked in the ass by a whole bunch of guys, slowly transforming into a beast build solely for sex.

Jake let his mind wander: Kong gripping on to him, angrily fucking his behind, using Jake's ass as an outlet for all the frustration. Then Leo and Sabre would come over, their barbed cocks digging into his insides, making him grunt and growl as the beast slowly took control of him, his muscles swelling, his paws growing and thickening.

He had figured out a good rhythm with the dildo now, one that tickled his prostate nicely with each push in and pull out. Getting comfortable, he started working it with one paw, using the other to start stroking himself off.

Scruffy and Ram would come over next, spit-roasting him while making out with each other, Ram tugging at the fur on Jake's sides as his pelt grew thicker and heavier, his jaw widening as his spine elongated. Maui would come in, nutting all over his muzzle with his orca cock as Actaeon speared him with his huge pole from behind. Then Jumbo shifting into position, huge cock pushing into his cum-soaked body, filling him up with that gigantic cock that looked about the length of someone's shin when it was erect.

Growling, Jake put himself into the mind of a bear: a simple, dumb beast who just enjoyed fucking and getting fucked. The base of the dildo smacked him in the ass as he imagined being let loose in a big cage with Nut and Taurus, all three barely-human creatures taking turns to relieve themselves of the overwhelming need to fuck.

His roaring bellows echoing around the mostly-empty chamber, Jake let his hot speed splash over his chest. Both hands worked quickly, one milking his over-excitable shaft, the other feeding his cock-hungry ass. He lay there for a whole minute, slowly draining himself letting his big, dumb, bear body get coated in his big, dumb sticky bear cum, before panting and satisfyingly pulling the dildo out of his ass.

Tossing that over the side, he reached down and scooped up the container he'd been neglecting for a while. "I wonder what's for lunch?" Jake wondered.