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A plan going perfectly is about as rare as a flower made of diamonds or a working rubik's cube made of jello. In this chapter, the final chapter SC, the jello is real and it has hit the fan. You will find the result to be most transformative.

Q: The final chapter of SC? Really? & A: Yep! I have been writing this series since 2009. Part of the reason I have been slow about updates is that my writing has grown so much since this project that even the way I write it is antiquated from my perspective. Sometimes it's hard to get in that headspace. It's still possible that I will come back to this project in the future, however. If I do, I don't know that it will be another novel like this. Now that this is done, I will move on to projects that I think will be better than anything I've done thus far.

Shifting Consequences--Chapter 53: Combative Crescendo By Zmeydros (Lucien Quinn)

Zack has had sex about eight times, but his cum-dripping cock and pussy want more! Ever since he transformed everyone in the building, he has felt more vibrant. The smell of sex, the wonderful sensations different partners give him, all the different hybrid forms between human and animal, and then there's the energy he seems to get from it all. He's on the second floor now and the orgy up here is just as vibrant as the orgy below. Some people seem to be enjoying afterglow, though. A female siamese cat catches his eye.

Her eyes are so blue they are practically glowing. He grins when he sees a drop of cum fall from her pussy. He can sense her desire for his form, but it's his feminine characteristics that most appeal to her right now. He feels his cock and balls shrink as he takes on a fully female form. This cat wants to rub pussies and he is happy to oblige.

As he saunters up to her, she says, "Whoa, you can just change your gender like that?"

"Yep. You can too, if you want," Zack says as he gently runs a hand down her side. Her fur is very soft even though its rather short.

"Nah, I'm good like this." She looks behind Zack at the base of his tail for a moment. "Damn, that is an awesome tail..." She feels along it.

"Mmm, keep doing that and I am going to get excited."

"Please do," she says as she presses her breasts against Zack's and continues playing with his tail.

Zack feels up her ass before slipping a hand between them and making his way to her pussy. When he touches her clit, she grabs onto him and lets out a long sigh. He lets up when she starts squirming and she starts examining his wings. He just enjoys the closeness and her curious hands for a while. It isn't more than a couple minutes before her hands become more sensual than curious in their motions.

This is when Zack starts playing with her pussy again. She bucks against his fingers and soon she is toying with his sex. They finger each other while standing breast to breast kissing and moaning. Zack starts moving toward the floor and once they're down there, the cat acts on her fantasy. She lifts one of Zack's legs and moves her hot throbbing pussy to Zack.

Zack scootches closer as well and gasps when he feels their sensitive mounds of flesh touch. They start out slow feeling the texture of each other's sex. Zack's pussy is rather plump while hers has larger labia and is a bit flatter. Zack picks up the pace as he feels his body warm up. He starts panting as he works even harder.

The cat he's fucking seems to be loving his exuberance. Her moans are high-pitched and growing louder by the second. Zack cums first arching his back and pressing hard against her. She cums soon after and yowls in true cat-like fashion. The moment they are back on the way down from their peak, Zack starts rubbing again.

* * * * *

Dan Navarro was having a bad day, well, a boring day. It seemed the entire precinct was just dead today. There had been many days like this, but this entire week had been pretty uneventful. Even in his personal life. He sighed as he leaned back in his seat and ran a hand through his black short-cropped hair. Lunch break ended twenty minutes ago and even though he thought he had found a nice new place to set up a speed trap, no one was falling for it.

How could they all see him? Was it an obvious place for a speed trap? Was there glare reflecting off his windshield or something?

A call on his radio disrupted his brainstorming. "Code 10 all available return to station for further orders."

Where was the rest of the information? What situation was going to require him to get into his SWAT gear? On his way back to the station, he thought about all sorts of possible answers to his question but nothing really stood out in his mind.

As he walked past the front desk, Ron said, "You better suit up. The chief is busy getting everything kicked into high gear."

Since Dan was behind the front desk, he was able to lean in and say, "You know what's going on?" without the teenage degenerate that was sitting in the chair next to the door hearing him.

"The FBI headquarters went into lockdown." Ron's wavy and greasy grey hair didn't move at all when he leaned in and spoke.

"What?" Dan asked more loudly than he should have. His surprise was hard to contain. Usually the FBI took care of itself and no one was supposed to mess with a lockdown.

"I don't know the details, but I know you better get your gear on."

"Let's hope they are just doing some training or something," Dan said.

"Something about it must seem odd or the Chief wouldn't be calling a code 10."

"Gotcha, I better go." Dan straightens and turns to walk into the back.

"Yes, you better. See ya 'round." Ron waves Dan off.

The ceiling of this police station was a bit low, Dan always felt a bit claustrophobic in here and the closer he got to his locker, the more clutter there was. This police station just wasn't big enough anymore. The suburbs of Minneapolis had grown considerably since it was built.

The process of getting into his SWAT gear was so automatic and meditative from all his training that he barely noticed the sudden influx of other officers who were gearing up just like him. When he was done, he went to the staging room where a few other officers there having a heated conversation with the chief and the Sheriff.

The Sheriff's forehead was furrowed and her hands were clasped as she nodded to something the Chief was saying. When Dan walked up to them, he heard, "We have some officers on their way from four other stations, we'll have about forty ready to go in a half hour."

The chief grabbed at his short-trimmed reddish-brown beard as he continued to speak. "National guard is on the way, but we've been asked to go in first and break up the commotion in there."

"What on earth is going on over there?" Dan asked.

The sheriff looked at Dan and said, "A giant party or orgy or something. We can't see inside very well, but there's people in fursuits fornicating in the entryway."

"What?" Dan couldn't decide whether this was a joke. Madeleine did not make them often, but he was hoping this was one of those rare times.

The chief motioned for some of the other officers that had entered to come closer. "Tell them what you told me O'Malley."

O'Malley's black eyebrows and blue eyes made him look very dynamic. They often joked that he should audition to be the next James Bond star. "I have never seen any fursuits like the ones I saw today. They're not cartoony at all. The tails moved, the ears moved, the fur looked real and everything was so tight fitting that I don't even know if you could consider it a suit. I don't know what happened in the FBI headquarters, but I bet you hallucinogens and ecstasy are involved. They were going at it like animals."

"I didn't believe him until he showed me footage," the chief said. "Speculating won't do us much good, but I do know we have to get there fast. If it is drug-related, it could easily become violent."

The sheriff nodded. "Yeah, don't underestimate them. We have no idea what's going on."

The next twenty-five minutes were full of boring waiting and speculation. Dan was sick of it. He just wanted to see what was going on in there for himself. He hopped in a SWAT van and waited quietly until they pulled up at the FBI headquarters.

Then there was the waiting while everyone assembled on all sides of the building. They couldn't send teargas through the windows because this building had bullet-proof glass. Its architecture was fueled by the paranoid American politics that was typical these days. His team was going to go to the second floor and toss teargas once they were up there. It took them a whole six minutes to bash in the fire door.

That's what he was doing right now, waiting for the order to run up those stairs. Three minutes later, he's running up the stairs. The door from the stairwell to the office space goes a bit faster. What he sees when he gets through that door causes him and his entire team to stop in their tracks. Fucking as far as the eye can see. The captain of his team grabs a fox with purple highlights in his fur and pulls him away from the skinny otter that he was fucking. He tries to get back to her, but the captain hands him to another officer.

The fox says, "Hey! I wasn't finished!"

The captain says, "Party's over."

Over the radio, the head of the operation says, "Perpetrators are non-hostile. Pull out and form a perimeter. Fire department says we can pull the fire alarm."

It's a good idea, Dan doesn't see any violent behavior other than the heated love-making. His head is spinning. He has no idea what to make of this. He follows his team out of the building and then hears the fire alarm go off.

As he stands holding his SWAT shield, he sees a wide variety of anthropomorphic human-animal hybrids pour out of the building. Some of them go right back to fucking once they're out in the parking lot. After everyone is out of the building, a squad goes in to make sure there aren't any stragglers.

The nearest human hybrid to Dan is a blue-red-and-black dragon with wings and both sets of genitalia. This dragon is currently fucking a muscular black and white male horse in the ass and is facing away from Dan. The view of the dragon's back end is both interesting and terrifying. There is no way that dragon is in any sort of suit. Dan's seen pussies in person before and this dragon's sex is the real deal--it's even got semen dripping from it. Everything about this hermaphroditic creature, the tail, its scales, its muscles, its ears, and its wings have to be real.

Over the radio someone says, "Are these aliens?"

The commander says, "Well, they're breaking the law and we don't know what they did to all the people in the building. We have to take them into custody." He goes to the big SWAT truck he rode in on and grabs the mic for the loudspeakers on it.

"Attention everyone!" His voice is so loud that the writhing masses all look in the direction of his truck. "You are in violation of multiple statutes involving public decency. If you come with us peacefully, we will ensure that you are treated fairly. Officers will start taking you into custody. Please be patient and wait for us to process each of you."

Someone in the crowd yells, "Can we keep fucking till you grab us? I don't know if I can stop."

The commander just stares for a moment before saying, "How you pass the time is your choice."

The orgy starts up again as the commander reads them their rights over the loudspeaker. Dan sees the dragon shove its cock back into the horse who cries out in joy. Dan feels his pants get tight when his eyes drift to a busty rabbit getting fucked by a wolf. He looks back at the dragon. The tightness in his pants doesn't decrease. That dragon's pussy looks really inviting for some reason.

"Start rounding them up, but do not incite violence. We are heavily outnumbered and we won't have backup for another hour," the commander says over the radio.

Dan walks up to the dragon and puts his hand on its shoulder. The dragon turns to look behind itself and frowns. "Are you really going to arrest us?"

"Those are my orders," Dan says, "Put your arms behind you and clasp your hands together."

As Zack puts his hands behind his back his heart speeds up. He should have realized this would happen. So, he really is going to be locked up. He could break the zip tie that Dan is putting on him, but then he'd have to fight all these officers and his friends could get hurt. Once his hands are tied, Dan starts pulling him back and his cock starts to slide out of the anthro horse's ass.

Zack doesn't want to stop fucking! He's almost to the point of being satisfied. He doesn't want to spend time in jail. He doesn't want to spend the rest of his life in a lab. His heart races and he feels his muscles burn to be used. His body wants to fight, but he's holding back.

He feels power surge inside him. NO! He won't be in a lab! NO! He won't be treated like a criminal! NO! He spreads his wings and feels his whole body buzz with electric energy. He feels power pour into him and some sort of invisible force grab him. It feels like his whole body is touching something molten and prickly. He closes his eyes as the magical surge builds and he sees words appear in the darkness. His mouth starts speaking, "Fez sprinkles markers mingle facepalm apple centralia balwam certraline pancakes fireworks shuron skakanenbran!" He shoves his cock back in the horse pulling out of Dan's grasp and then he wraps his tail around Dan's ankle.

Dan feels a slight shock. His cock hardens even more and it starts getting uncomfortable in his cup. He feels something trying to push out of his tailbone as he moans and feels a tightness in his teeth. His clothes are getting really tight! He feels a charge building in him as he seriously considers loosening his garments.

A mixture of deep purple, black, red, cyan, and lime green expands from Zack and the two people he's touching. Everyone stops what they are doing while the turbulent sphere of color grows. It quickly grows larger than the building and then folds in on itself and shrinks to something more human-sized. Zack's jaw drops as he sees a form coalesce above them.

The figure that forms has iridescent green-violet scales. A knotted equine cock, with a couple ridges on the bottom, forms fully erect. Zack can even see it throbbing. A drop of female nectar falls on Zack's face as he looks up at a puffy boxy human-equine hybrid pussy. He licks it up and gets tingles all over his tongue. It's like the fluid is suffused with static electricity.

He grabs the horse's hips and pulls him as he backs up so he can get a better view. It's like this creature is somewhere between lizard and orca in shape. There are four pert breasts. The top two are bigger and larger than C-cup. The curves on this body remind Zack of Bella. A thick dragon tail with a red-scaled tip twitches as the energy coalesces further. The head has neck-length red hair with slow curls. They're the perfect shape, just beautiful. A pair of nine-inch-long antlers with three prongs grows out of the top of the lizard-like head with a small snout. The head is rounder than a lizard's and shares a lot of its shape with Bella's. Slit-like nostrils and red scales around the eyes give this figure a somewhat menacing look, but in a sexy way! Zack is totally down with this, whatever is happening. The last things that form are paw-like digitigrade feet, and hands with paw-pads. When the figure opens its glowing purple eyes, it says, "For all those that were wondering, dog does exist!"

The figure pauses. "I mean, dogs. I am the avatar of only one dog. You may call me Mini Mal or just Mal for short."

Zack almost rolls his eyes at the pun. So, he summoned Mal to this plane, or whatever Bella was talking about a few days ago. Great...

Dan is taking off his SWAT gear. He can't stand the pain anymore. The stuff pushing out of his head is the worst. He reaches up and feels antlers. He groans as his face pushes out. One of the officers behind him sees him transforming and gasps in surprise. He pulls off his pants to reveal a cock that would look perfectly at home on a prize buck. He pulls off his boots and his toenails start fusing as he gets hooves.

Zack is still hard and in this horse. He has to finish before he can worry about anything else. He grabs the horse's hips and starts fucking him hard. Zack's equine prick suits this guy's ass really well. It feels nice... He was already nearly at his peak. It seems he caught the horse by surprise because he has started squirting his cum all over the pavement.

Not a minute later, Zack cums and pushes in all the way letting his cock head flare deep in that horse and filling him good. Zack grunts as he does so grabbing the horse's tail to secure him in place.

Mal looks at his audience for a moment. "How many of you are wearing pure pancake jeans? Pancake stitches, woven pancake fibers, hardened pancake zippers and buttons?"

Some of the afterglowwy anthros in the crowd laugh at Mal's ridiculous question. "Seems like I need to do something to loosen all you public authority types up."

Some of the SWAT officers ready their shotguns. "Whoa, you guys need to check back to the convenience store. I mean you no harm. You can all leave and I won't do anything to you. I'll give you one orgasm to think about it."

Mal hovers down and lands next to Zack. "Zack, I'm your biggest fan, would you mind letting me wet my new cock with your pussy?"

Zack lifts his tail. Mal's cock looks like Vale's, but it does have a couple fun-looking ridges along the bottom. "Please!"

"Good dragon!" Mal pushes in in one long thrust and Zack moans so loud he almost screams. There's an intense buzz of energy from Mal's body.

"AH! Mal!" Zack presses his back end against Mal and gasps when he feels Mal's balls come to rest against his clit.

Mal starts thrusting as shi leans down and presses hir four breasts against Zack's back. Zack wraps his tail around Mal and gyrates in little circles getting even more stimulation from Mal's cock.

Zack laughs and murrs as Mal picks up the pace. The wet smacking sound is quite loud at this point. Mal squeals as Dan enters hir pussy and starts fucking hir. Mal looks back and says, "AAAH! You're going to make me arrive early, you damn cervine!"

Zack looks behind him and sees people just staring in complete shock. As Mal fucks him, hir girth increases stretching Zack's pussy wider and wider. Soon it's a tight fit. Mal's knot isn't getting bigger, but it popping in and out still feels ever so good. Mal's cock is hotter and throbs more noticeably than any member he's ever had inside him.

"I'm going to arrive," Mal says.

Mal's whole length is pulsing and twitching and the prickly sparkly rush of energy is even greater than before. When Mal cums shi shoves hir cock all the way into his womb with ease; Zack cums immediately. Mal's cum is like liquid pleasure and he feels energy surging into him. This isn't satisfying in the same way sex normally is; it is like a wash of burning pleasure and joy throughout his whole body. It's like the satisfying burn after a really long exercise routine combined with feeling lighter than air.

Zack feels his belly expand a bit from Mal's insane amount of cum. Dan cums in Mal's amazing tingly pussy--best pussy he's ever had. So tight and so muscular! It could also be that his cock is much larger and more sensitive. He grips Mal's back end and presses in deep as he can as he empties himself. Mal's pussy is now cumming along his length and it feels like heaven.

Mal keeps cumming whispering stuff that Zack can't make out. Zack's belly doesn't get any bigger as he feels a surge of energy building inside him. He thrusts in and out of the horse building to orgasm in seconds and starts filling the horse again. So much energy! Mal's flood finally ends and his belly flattens as he feels his entire body crackle with electric potential. Mal didn't tie him and shi pulls out forcing the cervine that's in hir to back up. Shi gets off of his cock again and once again takes to the air.

"Have you thought about it?" shi asks.

The commander says, "Yes, and we can't let you go free. What you guys have seems to be infectious. A few of my officers went home they were so freaked out."

"You are like a fish trying to mow a lawn that is made out of sand!" Mal yells in a booming voice that is both deep and feminine at the same time. "Do I have to prove I'm not an immobile dresser? Is that what I have to do?"

"What are you even talking about?" The commander says.

Mal points accusingly. "You have the wrong sense of humor!" Mal starts gathering magical energy.

A loud bang comes from the line of SWAT officers and Mal's body lurches in the air as a spray of blood and flesh comes from hir lower right breast. Just as Mal's body starts righting itself, another shot is fired right into the middle of Mal's chest causing another spray of tissue and blood. A gasping growl comes from Mal as shi falls from the sky. Shi hits the ground shoulder-first with a sickening crunch.

The horse pulls off of Zack's prick and sits on the pavement panting. His eyes are fixed on Mal. Zack looks at the shotgun wounds on Mal's torso as the people around him scream. The damage to Mal's torso is sickening. Blood is oozing out so fast that a puddle is forming under hir. Mal's avatar just lies there motionless. Blood is coming out of its nose, head, and wounds. Zack feels the energy in him shimmer and throb. Then he notices that the energy is moving in time with Mal's breaths. He leans down and looks at the damage more closely. His stomach churns. Was Mal just not ready for the sudden switch to violence? What can he even do for Mal? He looks for Bella while calling her name.

Then he hears Mal mumbling something. Five SWAT team members are now surrounding hir. Mal's torso starts healing. The SWAT members descend on Mal trying to grab hir and hold hir down. Zack closes his eyes and sends a shock through all of them and they start being too preoccupied by their transformations to hold Mal down. Zack can hear Bella's voice casting somewhere in the crowd as well. Mal's wounds heal even faster.

Mal hops to his feet and says, "SPARNAX MAXWELL!" moving his hands so quickly that Zack can't see what's going on. Just orange and green swirls of magic like turbulence in river rapids. Mal takes to the air again. Shots are fired.

Rubber duckies that used to be bullets get swatted away by Mal's tail. Then more shots. The gunshot sounds become a cacophony of animal noises and a random assortment of plushies from all eras and styles hit him. Some, he bats away, others he just ignores. He grabs a plushie of a hamburger out of the air; it turns into an actual hamburger and he just starts humming to himself and eating as people keep trying to shoot him. The bullets take on an even more random assortment of soft objects: giant ear plugs, pieces of bread, cotton balls, soap bubbles, tiny gloves, cotton candy, and pool toys. Some of them hit Mal a bit hard, but shi doesn't seem to mind. When shi is done with the hamburger, everyone has stopped shooting and is just staring at hir instead.

"Are you done belaboring an albatross? Crossing your streams? Pretending that you can hurt a deity with guns? I was conserving energy, but now, now I am going to burn like an atlas moth on cocaine!" Mal bows. "Congratulations, you've pissed off a god." Shi brings hir finger to hir lips and then points at Zack. "Hmm, I choose the electro-nuclear option!"

Zack looks at Mal with his head tilted.

How is he the nuclear option? Just as he wonders about it, he starts floating up into the air. Cum is still dripping from his cock and pussy. He covers his privates, feeling fairly exposed with the sheer amount of eyes on him.

"Verily Pornopsicle!" Mal yells before an arc jumps between hir antlers and what can only be described as a bolt of lightning jumps from them to Zack.

Zack feels that energy inside him bubble, foam and then pop! Electric bolts of all shapes and colors jump from Zack to everyone in the area. The people already transformed don't seem to have anything happen to them, but the arcs seem to get energized by them and jump even farther. The ones that hit Zack again jump to power lines and then travel out of sight.

All the SWAT team members are transforming now. People that were driving by are getting out of their cars and pulling off their clothes, but the speed of the transformation is causing some rips. Zack watches as the world around him becomes anthro animal forms. He can sense their desires and arousal. Something inside him knows there's no going back now and that the number of herms in the world has just exploded. He and his friends won't be the only anthro humans by any stretch of the imagination.

Then he realizes something and turns to Mal. The last few sparks are jumping from his body as he says, "Mal, no one that I transformed today has turned back yet. Not even people that stopped having sex because they were satisfied."

"That's because these transformations are permanent." Mal grins.

"Permanent? I am going to be like this for the rest of my life?" Zack smiles and then frowns when he thinks about the implications for the world. Is this really a good thing?

"People can switch gender and species and looks over time, but you and your friends will be able to switch much faster. Consider it my gift to you."

"Why the new rules?" Zack raises his palms in confusion.

"Because I find them interesting."

Zack lets out a puff of air. Typical Mal. "Okay, what about criminals taking on forms to evade the authorities."

"Close your eyes and breathe slowly and concentrate on me," Mal says.

Zack feels something, a vibration, a very specific set of ordered vibrations. He then turns his mind to himself and feels different vibrations, a different tune. He focuses on Bella and hears yet another set of vibrations. "Wait, everyone has their own song?"

"Yep, everyone has their own, unalterable, theme pattern." Mal smiles widely as if happy with hir own ingenuity.

"That's a brilliant solution!" Zack closes his eyes and listens to multiple tunes at once. The people around him, the ones that are having sex have a slightly different beat. The ones that are resting have a slower beat, but every person has their own melody. Soon, the sounds fill his mind. Tears fall down his cheeks as he realizes he's listening to a symphony of life. It's similar to the sense he's had ever since he first transformed. A feeling of overwhelming beauty fills him and he tunes out the sounds.

"It's almost too much listening to all the other songs."

"In time, your mind will get used to it..." Mal's cock starts pressing out of its sheath. "I gotta go find Bella."

Zack laughs. "In a hurry?"

"This form will only last another forty-eight hours. You can bring me back later, but only after a specific amount of time equal to building one avocado sandwich from super-scratch. It would be like stirring coffee with an ICBM if my countenance was to splatter across your reality continually."

"That actually makes sense... I think." Zack says.

"Nah, you're just warbling on broken fish sticks." Mal flies in the direction of Bella, but somehow his voice still manages to remain clear to Zack, "Your ability to sense other sentient beings is super phenomenal. Be careful with it and you will make great use of it. It's a gift unparalleled."

"Thanks!" Zack laughs and then closes his eyes again and tunes into the symphony around him.

"You're as welcome as a baked tin and sparkle-branded shinigami dubstep pony."

Zack giggles. He should have more sex, but he wants to test out Mal's gift a bit more. He listens for the people farthest away and then hears songs even more distant. He feels a boundary and crosses it. It feels like the border between Minnesota and Wisconsin. It shouldn't be possible to feel any of this. People in Hudson Wisconsin and distant suburbs of the city have the magic in them, but that magic is moving more slowly because it's more distilled. They're going to change, but not for a few hours, probably. That is if he is to believe his arcane intuition.

Life on this planet is never going to be the same. The airport was hit too. If everyone remains this turned on, they might fuck until everyone on the planet dies... The sexual energy will wane, but not for a few hours and he doubts people's libidos will return all the way to normal. Maybe it will be sustainable? He smiles big, finally love will be more powerful than war! Or maybe this change in the world will destroy civilization, but he knows one thing for sure. He's going to enjoy every moment he gets to live as a herm dragon.

Summoning Mal seemed unavoidable. Perhaps Mal knew this would happen all along. Perhaps he was just a pawn in all this. Mal's gift of electricity wasn't what Zack thought it was. Mal's end game was more structured than Zack thought it would be. No... Zack wasn't manipulated. Being in a world that could accept him in this form was what he wanted and that's what he got. It turns out Bella and Mal knew more about him than he did. Apparently, deep down, he's a very kinky herm dragon and he's thankful they brought his inner self to the surface. He feels his scales as his eyes remain closed. His surface feels so good!

He laughs at his own thoughts and opens his eyes. He sensed that Mallory was lonely. He flies over to her and gives her a toothy smile. Wait, he can fly?