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Cameron stared over his steering wheel, chin resting on crossed hands. Many Hands Massage. The two-story brick building he was due to enter wasn't quite run-down. It just wasn't in the best part of town. Tanned fingers ran unconsciously through his short brown hair as he tried to shake out the pre-interview jangles. I'll be fine. I've got certifications in both human and anthro massage, and a glowing letter of recommendation from my professor, he reassured himself. God, he was ready to do anything but go back to the grocery store he worked at. If this didn't work out he might take up his friend's offer to start camming.

The human's cellphone beeped at him. Ten till, and time to go. Cameron straightened his cobalt blue button-down and smoothed out his slacks before stepping out of the car. The windows were either tinted or the lights were out inside as he opened the door. Tinted, he saw near-instantly. Shelves running to the back of the store made him realize that the lobby was much... Deeper than he had expected. Rows and rows of bottles and jars lined the shelves as he made his way back. It took him a second, but he realized that most of it was dedicated to the various anthro species. Which made sense after all; humans were much less of a market for high-quality shampoos and conditioners.

"Are you here for an interview?" called a clear, pleasant voice.

He twisted around to find the speaker. Oh, it's probably the cougar behind the coun-wait. His thoughts trailed off as his eyes focused on the person who'd spoken.

A cougartaur leaned against the counter. Gold light glinted off of the nametag pinned to hir burgundy shirt. Jane Jones, Owner. Shi/hir/hirs, it read. Light brown hair came down past hir shoulders. What looked like a black skirt draped down hir back and off of hir flanks. Two brown-furred arms were crossed in front of hir top pair of breasts while hir chin rested on a third. "C'mere," shi said, gesturing with a fourth hand. There was just a slight slice of white between hir lips as he walked forwards. "Cameron Smith?" shi asked, extending hir lower right hand.

"Pleasure to meet you," he replied, meeting hir handshake and blessing social reflexes. "You are Mx. Jones?" he asked.

"The very same." Shi studied him for a second. "I'm guessing you haven't seen very many multi-limbed people before?"

Cameron flushed slightly. "There are... Hardly any in my area," he answered, trying to as honest and tactful as possible. "I think there's one four-armed vixen who comes into our store but that's it."

Jane nodded. "Well, depending on how you do today, you may see them much more often. I'm working on building a clientele for those like myself," shi said, gesturing at hirself. The cougartaur had stood up by this point, and the motion drew his eye to the considerable bulge between hir forelegs. He felt his eyebrows climb towards his scalp and drool began to pool in h- Get it TOGETHER Cameron, Jesus, the human thought, forcing his eyes back upwards and swallowing hard. He wasn't sure, but he thought just a hint of a smile around the corners of hir muzzle as they re-established eye contact. "I won't refuse humans or 'normal' furs, of course, but I'd much prefer to specialize in multi-furs," shi explained further. The cougartaur gestured to a hallway to the right of him. "Follow me please, and we can start the interview proper." Jane slinked out from behind the counter and started down the hallway, pausing to make sure he was following.

He was following, all right. Shi was very well-endowed between both sets of legs, it seemed. At least, if those heavy swinging masses underneath hir tail were any indication. Outside of that hypnotic motion Cameron was dimly aware of passing doors and a turn to the left. He nearly bumped into hir rear when shi abruptly stopped. The human looked up to see hir gesturing towards an open door on their left.

"After you," shi said with a smile, stepping to the side in the surprisingly spacious hallway.

Cameron not-quite-darted into the room with suppressed nervousness, and was faintly surprised to see that it was a massage room complete with table and chairs. Shi padded in behind him and sat next to the chairs facing the table. He looked around and the only natural spot to sit would have been the table. So he did.

"Sorry for the room; my office isn't quite set up yet," shi admitted, smiling sheepishly. "So, can I ask why you want to work for me?"

Finally, some ground he was familiar with. Interviews were something he tended to excel in and it let him take his focus off of hir multiple curves. He was also quite impressed with the fact that shi was familiar with his resume and certifications despite the fact that they were not in front of hir. I guess it makes sense that shi wouldn't want to hide behind papers with this kind of job, Cameron thought to himself. Shi asked about his work history and nodded sympathetically when he explained that a paycheck was a paycheck until he could do something closer to what he went back to school for. Oddly, living situations came up. He explained somewhat sheepishly that he'd been crashing on his friend's couch for the past several weeks. Corporate had him move and conveniently "forgot" to set up a long-term hotel.

Jane paused. "They," shi trailed off, holding up an index finger on hir upper left hand. "They what."

"Yeah," Cameron said, sucking his teeth. "I got back to the room one day and the front desk clerk informed me that I'd been checked out. I mean, my friend is in the area and I don't have much stuff, but still."

"And... Personnel Resources did..." shi led, both right hands gesturing for more information.

"I sent them like twelve e-mails, called eight times, nothing." He shrugged. "They've been trying to get me to quit for a while now anyways."

Sandy-furred paws shifted uncomfortably as shi digested this flagrant example of corporate abuse. "That... That is illegal in more ways than I can count right now..." shi muttered. Shi shook hir head. "Um. Okay, anyways, next question. Multiple arms or multiple legs?"

"Arms, I'd say; it seems easier to get things do- wait why are you asking?" Cameron asked.

"Uniform question for applicants," shi replied with a smile like shi'd just made an incredible pun.

He blinked. "...Riiiiight."

Pearly white teeth flashed in a grin at him. "And finally," the cougartaur said, "if you were to be hired, would you feel comfortable giving less than two weeks notice at your current job?"

I would tie my two second's notice to a brick and throw it through their window. "...Very comfortable," he answered.

"Alright." Jane pressed both pairs of palms together, black pads squishing slightly. "So. I'd like to hire you as my stocker and apprentice masseuse. And speaking frankly, I'd like for you start immediately." At his wide-eyed stare shi continued. "As in, now."

"...Like as we are speaking," Cameron clarified, still stumbling over the missed social steps.

"Correct."

"I... Um." There really wasn't any reason he could find to decline hir offer. "I would like that, thank you," he said, extending his arm for a handshake.

"Welcome aboard!" shi said, meeting his hand with one of hirs. Something about hir hand seemed to shift. Like it was... More, somehow? Heavier? Light seemed to shimmer around it, no, all of them. "Oh, you can see this?" shi asked, holding one hand up.

Cameron had heard rumors about mages, of course; they were practically an institution in urban legends. Stories of running into people past alleys and waking up hours away with a different body. Humans turning into anthros or vice versa. But actually meeting a mage was... Not quite something that he'd ever expected. "Is... Is weird shit about to happen?"

"I guess that depends on your definition of weird," shi started, tapping hir chin. "But yeah. Part of working here means having a new uniform, which includes some... Slight alterations to your body." If there was any trace of apology or even contrition in hir tone it was utterly destroyed by the wide grin around hir muzzle.

"So... Oh my god I just got that pun," he groaned. It would be easy to say that there was some sort of mind control shi was exerting; and that he was helpless against the cougartaur as shi threatened to transform him into something else. That would have been a complete lie, however. Cameron was quite enamored with the varying anthro species that came into the store. The thought of getting to be one of them did the double duty of making both his heart and junk soar.

"Are you alright with continuing?" shi asked, giving him a final out.

"Yes!" he said with what hopefully wasn't over-enthusiasm. "Um, how do we continue from here?" Cameron asked uncertainly.

Green eyes swept upwards as shi decided on how to explain. "I'm... Basically going to give you a massage. You'll look a little different afterwards."

Shouldn't I feel way more awkward about this? "Clothes off?" he asked hopefully. At hir nod, he began stripping off his clothing and folding it somewhat-neatly aside. Some part of him felt like he should feel awkward about the erection tenting his underwear. No discomfort actually registered with Cameron though, and if Jane was uncomfortable shi made no sign of it. It wasn't nearly as cold as he thought it would have been as he set his boxers aside and laid down on the table.

Soft, wide paws quietly padded over to him. Fabric rustled slightly as hir heavy cocks swung with the motion of walking and continued slightly after shi'd stopped. "Just relax," shi said, as way of beginning. Warm pads brushed along his shoulders and spine. Trails of gentle weight followed them, as if they were leaving something in their wake. Four palms pressed down firmly after hir hands finished tracing along him, two on either side of his spine. The slight squish of hir pads was a subtle but supremely relaxing detail as shi rubbed the tension out of his back. There was a slight change in sensation as hir four hands worked along his back, as if hir fingers were running through his- Fur, he realized. I'm growing fur. He felt his cock give a twitch at the realization. One pair of hands drifted lower and started rubbing his ass. A growing pressure at the base of his spine told him exactly what to expect next. Fingers pinched around new flesh and bone. With one pair of hands still massaging his cheeks, shi tugged on the fledgling tail until one hand closed around it. Each new vertebra came in with a soft pop and a feeling like cracking his back. Both hands had closed around it by this point. The other pair braced against his ass as shi drew his new tail out. One final, much louder, much more relieving pop sounded the completion of the appendage. He wagged it happily, not believing something so simple could feel so good.

"Aww, look at the happy puppy," the cougartaur purred. "Shall we continue?"

A needy whine echoed through his still-human throat. "Please."

Hir hands traveled down his thighs, a pair for each leg. Thick, plush fur followed as black pads worked at gently reshaping his legs. A little more muscle, a little more padding. Fingers traced over his heels and Cameron nearly passed out from the pleasure of his feet being massaged. Soft fur sprouted along the tops while his soles thickened into squishy pads. His soles widened with a soft popping sound as his toes grew thicker. They evened out in length and shifted around slightly, his middle toes sticking out the furthest.

"And now for your arms and chest," he heard hir murmur. Shi rubbed hir way back up to his back. One pair of hands began rubbing his arms while the other pair began stroking along his sides. Warmth enveloped him as fur spread across his arms and chest. Did it take less time for his arms? It seemed like shi hadn't done much to chan- What's going on with my fingers? He felt his nails thin and strengthen; and his palms puff up into pads as well. But his middle finger seemed to be thicker, no, wider. His hands seemed softer for a second. As if they were a piece of taffy someone was stretching. There was a sudden sensation of splitting. Both middle fingers seemed to pull away from each other.

"Extra fingers?" he asked, counting them on his thumb and coming up with an extra on each hand.

"The better to grip with!" shi said, now devoting two hands each to a spot just below his armpits. Pressure built... Everywhere, it felt like. Under hir hands, in his pecs, just below his pecs. Cameron lost track of the sensations. He was dimly aware that shi was pulling on something now on either side of him. But he could also feel something developing on his chest. Somethings, rather. The new breasts forced him up a few inches. Hir hands squeezed his, except, weren't they still down by his sides? He could feel the fur on his thighs tickling the pads on his fingers-

"I have four arms now, don't I?" he managed in his blissful stupor.

"I'll have to remember how perceptive you are," shi teased, letting go of his new hands. "We're almost done, now. Flip over for me? Er, slowly, please," the cougartaur warned.

Slowly is right, he thought to himself, trying to sort out the motion of four arms, four considerable breasts, and his new tail. The new arms were surprisingly dextrous, which helped when he nearly broke his tail lying back down. "Okay," he said, lifting his hips and sending it between his legs. "Let's see how long that habit takes to form."

"Very good!" shi congratulated. "I was a little worried you were gonna fall off there. Now," Jane said. "Gotta work on this face of yours."

Eyelids closed, seemingly of their own volition. He did have enough time to look down at his chest and see a creamy white belly with sandy blonde fur along his sides and arms. And also two pairs of breasts, but for some reason he didn't feel terribly worried about those. Shi started at his ears. Index and thumb gently pinched the tips and shi slowly dragged them upwards. Hir thumb rubbed the inside, thinning the auditory organ. They definitely felt bigger now, and far more mobile than he'd ever thought they'd be. Unfamiliar muscle groups worked beneath his scalp as they began to swivel around. Jane's hands drifted south from his ears to his face. Finally. His lips thinned just a bit as a now-familiar pressure began to build within his mouth and behind his nose. Both mouth and nose began to press forward, helped along by fingers stroking his newly-forming muzzle forward. One hand rested under his chin, hir fingers tracing the underside in a come-hither motion. The pressure released abruptly. His new muzzle split into a huge yawn, tongue curling backwards as jaw popped.

"Why is that catching?" shi asked, yawning hirself. "Blep," shi said, shaking hir head. "Anyways, just one little last part and then you'll be ready to work!"

What's left to chan-Oh... he thought muzzily. His still-human cock gave a ridiculous twitch as hir hands encircled it. He felt harder than he'd ever been in his life. And yet, as hir hand worked over it, strangely pliable as well. The skin around his cock thickened, loosened around his shaft. Near the base, the skin merged with his belly, forming his new sheath. He felt it stretch longer under hir ministrations. Seven inches, eight, nine... His breathing began to grow ragged as an orgasm began building. The tip sharpened a bit, looking much more like the nose of an airplane than the mushroom he'd seen all his life. He barely was aware of the knot beginning to balloon at the base of his cock under the touch of another hand. A third cupped his testicles, lifting and rolling them around, hefting their swelling weight. And a fourth reached below and behind his sac, thumb stroking back and forth at an increasingly warm line. Something was thickening, growing back there. Is this going to end with-oh god yes, he thought as hir digit slipped into his new vagina. Several of its friends joined it, stroking over what must have been his new clit, along his inner labia, and with further depth, what was definitely his g-spot. Involuntary gasps and moans poured out of his muzzle as the pleasure mounted under hir attentions.

"J-Jane," he mumbled as hir hand pumped up and down his shaft. "I'm gonna c-cum if you-ah!" he bit off, a bolt of pleasure from pads caressing his clit forcing a temporary silence. Four hands were rubbing at his breasts, rolling the nipples between their fingers. Wide palms caressed over the soft mounds. Some part of him was distantly surprised that they were his.

"If I what?" shi asked mischievously, not bothering to slow down.

He (shi? they? Whatever, pronouns could wait) didn't get the chance to respond verbally. Blood pounded to his groin as both sexes hit their climaxes. Waves of pleasure started in his pussy and rippled outwards into his body as it clamped around hir questing fingers. A small jet of seed heralded the thick white whips of cum that sluiced out from his cock, splattering against his lower pair of breasts. Shi angled his spurting cock just a bit higher and watched as the sprays of cum cleared his breasts and painted the underside of his chin white. His muzzle dropped, eager to catch the last of the shots.

Finally, the orgasm subsided and he relaxed back into the golden haze of the afterglow. His upper pair of hands played around with his cleavages while his lower pair idly raked twelve fingers through the soaked fur of his belly. A deeply contented sigh ghosted through his muzzle.

"Whenever you're able to move," Jane said, voice sliding through his bliss, "apartment 203 upstairs is yours if you want it. There's some clothes there too, since your shirts might not fit any more." The cougartaur glanced down at his newly-enhanced crotch. "...Or pants... I might have gotten a little carried away," shi said with a sheepish smile.

Cameron still wasn't able to speak very well, but he managed to communicate that hir changes were very well received and that he would love to take hir up on the offer of an apartment.

"I'll give you a bit of privacy then," shi said, padding over to the door. "Your first shift is at eight a.m. tomorrow," the cougartaur said, pacing out.

He caught of glimpse of himself in the mirror as he reluctantly pushed himself upright. I'm a coyote, the former human observed. Only with four arms, four boobs, both sets of genitals, and, he looked down at his still five-toed feet, polydactyl hands and feet. Grabbing his phone was easy, though keeping his fluids off of it was a bit trickier. He tried not to think about how much of a pain in the ass it was going to be to clean the table off later.

John, he texted his soon to be former roommate. I'm gonna need your help moving out.