Date Night With Your Friend
Story by thatpersonyouknow101 on SoFurry
We find two friends, Matt and Taylor set up on a a double date by a mutual friend. However as the night goes on and their dates never show the two being to under strange and unexpected changes. Enjoy!
This was an idea from https://www.furaffinity.net/user/mrfez97 over on FA
Date Night With Your Friend
Matt opened the door and threw his arms up before wrapping them around his friend. Taylor hugged him right back patting the man on the back before being welcomed into his home. Both men were dressed nicer than was the norm for them. Taylor smiled a bit seeing Matt's clear enthusiasm for their double date. The guy was always hyper about everything. He liked that about Matt. He looked around, his apartment had changed little since the last time he had been there.
“Drink?” Matt said holding two wine glasses in one hand and a bottle in the other.
“Wine?” Taylor said, raising an eyebrow.
“Sue me I wanna give a good first impression.” Matt said, smiling as he set the glasses down.
“Fuck it, wines not really my speed but why not.” Taylor said watching as Matt uncorked the bottle and poured two healthy glasses.
Both men toasted and then took a drink. Matt savored his a bit but Taylor made a face before swallowing.
“Blah, never gonna get used to that.” Taylor said looking down at the glass and then up at his friend.
“Yeah well there's beer in the fridge too.” Matt said chuckling.
“Yeah, I’ll keep that in mind. So who are these two girls again? Carly's friends right?” Taylor asked, turning around and leaning on the counter.
“Yup, Emma and Bethany.” Matt answered looking back towards the bedrooms.
“You ever met them before.” Taylor asked looking back down at his wine.
“Can’t say I have. Hmm. Wonder what’s taking Carly so long.” Matt said not looking away from the bedrooms and getting Taylor to look over as well.
With that the short and affectionate Carly burst from her room. She almost lunged at Taylor who hugged her in return warmly.
“Down girl.” Matt said laughing as he sipped at his wine.
Carly turned to look at him with an evil grin on her face that almost gave Matt a chill. The smile rapidly turned into something more genuine as she ducked out of the kitchen. A moment later she came back in with a coat on and something in hand. She set it down on the counter and then opened a drawer. Fishing out a lighter she popped the lid off the candle and lit it.
“How romantic.” Taylor said sarcastically.
“Just you wait and see this thing will set the mood like you’ve never seen it set before.” Carly said smiling in a way that almost made Matt question her.
“Right, so are you not sticking around to say hi to your friends?” Matt asked, pointing at her.
“Would if I could but I gotta go. Give them my love see ya later.” She said ducking out of the apartment.
Matt looked over at Taylor. “That was fast, normally she talks our ears off.” Taylor said.
“Yeah, also I’ve never known her to just not say hi to people, especially her friends.” Matt said.
“Ah you think too much. She's probably just running late for something.” Taylor said, waving his hand dismissively.
“Yeah your right, so you wanna beer?” Matt asked, seeing as Taylor tried and failed to enjoy the wine.
Carly watched with a stupid grin on her face as she left the apartment building. Finally, a real field test. She thought giddy at the prospect. No more sterile rooms and lap procedure. She took out her phone and clicked it on. She had tapped into a few cameras she had hidden in the apartment and saw as both the men drank. That was good, being drunk would make things go more smoothly, what with lower inhibitions and all. She tapped record on her phone and clicked it off.
She couldn’t wait to come back and see the fruits of her labor. She regretted having to lie to her roommate and his best friend. No girls were coming, but she thought that once everything had run its course they would be more than willing to forgive and forget.
The two men waited, and waited, and waited. Minutes late turned to an hour and soon enough both Matt and Taylor found themselves sitting on the couch drinking. Matt was working on the second bottle of wine while Taylor was at his sixth beer.
“So, I don't think they're coming.” Matt said as he finished polishing off another glass.
“Yup.” Taylor said swishing the last bit of beer in his can around.
Matt leaned his head back wondering why they had been stood up. Maybe Carly's friends had gotten weirded out or something. He sighed remembering that Carly hadn’t even bothered to give him either of their contact info. He could try and call Carly herself but he really didn’t want to do that. What would he have said anyway? “Hey your friends stood us up, fix it.”.
“Well since they’re no shows, wanna get plastered?” Taylor said getting up and walking to the kitchen.
“Fine by me, you doing anything tomorrow?” Matt asked as he saw his friend open the fridge.
“Nope good for the rest of the weekend, you?” Taylor shot back as he grabbed two beers from the fridge.
“Same.” He said stretching his arms up and yawning.
“Nice.” Taylor said pausing and sniffing the air.
He looked down at the candle and took another whiff. It was a weird smell, but not unpleasant. He searched for the right word and it took him a moment but after some thought musky seemed about right. But it wasn't bad, if anything the longer he lingered on it the more he wanted to smell it. He felt stuck, locked in a trance for a moment.
“Yo you good man?” Matt said looking over at his seemingly catatonic friend.
Taylor snapped back to reality blinking as he quickly walked back over to his friend.
“What was that about?” Matt asked, taking his beer and opening it.
“Not sure, I lost focus for a second there.” Taylor said, sounding a bit off kilter to his friend.
“You good man you sound weird?” Matt asked looking at his friend who hadn’t even bothered to open his beer.
Matt caught something in the air and sniffed at for a moment.
“Is that Carly’s candle?” Matt asked, leaning back on the couch.
“Yeah I think so.” Taylor said sniffing at the air and smelling the musky scent again.
He couldn't get the dull odor out of his mind. Something about it was pleasurable to him in such a way as he couldn't rightly describe, not even to himself. Something about the way it smelt, the way it made him feel. Taylor sighed out a long breath as he leaned back on the couch feeling a wave of warmth washed over him.
“So, whaddya wanna do? Games, movies, anime, just keep drinking?” Matt asked, looking over at his friend and seeing the slight discomfort now on his face.
“Drink for now.” Taylor said sighing the words out as Matt noticed the man was sweating a bit.
“You getting sick or something?” Matt asked, looking his friend up and down.
“Sick, no I feel fine, just kinda hot is all.” Taylor said, gulping as the words left his mouth.
He did feel fine, but at the same time he didn’t. He was hot, very hot, but it didn’t feel bad. He felt different. He sighed again, and opened his beer. He did and took a long swig from it taking in half of it. The cooling liquid did little to ease the fire he felt in his body. But it did add to his already somewhat dulled senses. He looked over and saw Matt finishing off his. Matt looked over at him and then stood up.
“Another?” He said holding his can up.
“Yeah, how about you just bring a couple over.” Taylor said leaning his head back against the couch and closing his eyes.
He heard the footsteps of his friend for a moment but then found himself drifting. He wasn't asleep, more so lost in thought. He could feel how the musky scent made him feel, it was good. The heat was good. Everything was good. He thought that for a second that he felt more relaxed than he ever had at that moment. It was promptly ruined however as he felt blood rushing south and himself rising to attention.
The sudden and unwanted arrival of his hard on made a cold shiver run down his spine. Why the fuck was he hard he thought. He looked down at it blushing. He made to hide it by putting a hand down his pants and tucking it under his waistband. He trembled a bit as his body reacted to the stimulation. He sighed a bit at that, why the fuck was he so horny all of a sudden. He looked down, his pants weren't tented any longer, but looking closely he was sure Matt could tell that he had a bulge if he looked closely.
“Here you go man.” Matt said, placing a few cans on the table in front of the couch.
He took his seat next to Taylor and looked over at him.
“Hey you sure you're good, you look kinda, flustered?” Matt said unsure if he was using the right word.
Blinking Taylor took his beer and chugged the rest of it and started on another. Matt watched him as he did so and studied his friend's face and noticed that he was flushing red. He looked him up and down again but noticed nothing other than the slight sheen of sweat on his brow. Matt sniffed at the air again noting that the scent from the candle was getting stronger. It wasn't a scent he would have ever picked but he was liking it more and more. He took another sip from his beer and glanced over at Taylor who was also looking at him.
Taylor's eyes darted back and forth looking at the blank screen of the TV in front of the pair. He gulped. His mind had wandered further then before, past the scent, past the heat, past his boner, and straight to Matt. More specifically Matt's body. Taylor felt his cock trembling just thinking about it again. He gulped looking back over and seeing Matt's eyes as they locked with his own.
“Man what is up with you?” Matt asked laughing a bit as he cocked his head slightly to the side.
“Uh, nothing just uh… hey you feel kinda hot?’ Taylor said changing the topic as he pulled down on the collar of the shirt a bit.
“Uh, kinda, but dude you are acting really fucking weird right now, you good?” Matt asked not letting Taylor's odd behavior go.
“I’m fine, I am fine, alright.” Taylor said looking at his friend and enunciating the words in the way somebody who was not fine would.
Matt accepted his friend's words at face value but kept a slanted look at him for a moment before leaning back on the couch. Now that he thought about it, it did feel kinda hot in here, Matt thought. He looked up at the ceiling and sighed a bit as his body got almost uncomfortably hot. He closed his eyes and slid off his over shirt. As he did Taylor looked over at him.
Taylor felt his cock trembling as he gazed at his friend's body, it wasn't anything special but he couldn't help but be drawn into it for some reason. Something in him felt an attraction to him. An attraction that he had never felt towards a man before. Without thinking about it Taylor licked his lips as he thought lustfully about his best friend. His gaze lingered for a moment longer shifting back over rapidly as the long sleeve shirt came over Matt's head and was tossed aside leaving him with a t-shirt covering his body.
“Fuck your right it is getting hot in here.” Matt observed sighing as he brought a hand to his head to wipe away some sweat.
“Yeah…” Taylor said trailing off as his eyes looked over his friend yet again.
He had never thought such things about a man before. About taking his hard cock and shoving it up in his rear. About the sounds he would make as he did so. The feeling of his tight ass wrapped around his warm thick cock. Taylor looked away and bit down on his lip for a moment trying to recompose himself. He took a deep breath and slid his jacket off. He felt a slight twinge of relief as he did so. Feeling the cooler air on his exposed arms now. The heat was still there though, building again now.
Matt let out another breath and stood up. Taylor's eyes shot up to meet him and he saw a slight seemingly forced grin on his friend's face.
“Gotta take a leak, I'll be right back.” He said walking away in an odd way.
Taylor tracked him as he moved, feeling as the heat in him started to feel like it was boiling him from the inside out. He took in another deep breath and looked down at the bulge in his pants. Sighing he took one of his hands and rubbed at it a bit. Taylor felt his body tremble as he did. The sensation was stupendous, rich and vibrant in a way he had never felt before. He felt as if he was about to cream his pants on the spot. He stopped for a moment, breathing heavily now as he felt his lustful thoughts creeping back in.
Matt's ass, so tight, and warm, and welcoming. It was all he could think about, he was all he could think about. His hand came back down on his crotch rubbing it through the fabric of his pants. Thoughts of his friends tight and welcoming rear invading ever part of his train of thought. Imagined sounds and feelings worming their way further and further into his mind. All his other thoughts shoved aside but his lust so that he might fully enjoy the fantasy. Taylor licked his lips and leaned his head back and slumped further into the couch. He sighed out letting his fantasy fully take over from reality.
Matt shut the door and almost instantly leaned back on it, sighing out loudly. He looked down at his crotch and again sighed. He was hard, hard as he ever had been he thought and horny too. He gulped looking at his tented pants as he pushed off the door and stood up. His mind was spiraling down into a sexy feedback loop. He leaned over and rested a hand on the counter and looked down. He sighed again and leaned down. Under the sink he found a bottle of lotion. Taking it he stood up and dropped his pants. He saw his undies tented, his cock hard and calling to him. He bit his lip and looked over at the door. He pushed the button in the middle and locked it just to be safe.
From there Matt plopped on the toilet and reached over for the lotion. He squirted a bit into his hand and then gripped his cock. The sensation was direct and its effects immediate. He sighed out feeling as the pleasant sensations of stroking himself radiated up his body. He leaned back against the back of the toilet letting himself get lost in the bliss of the moment. One hand stroking, the other gripping his thigh as his mind wandered.
He could have thought of anything, anything at all. But for some reason his mind wandered to Taylor. He took a breath in through his nose as his friend crossed his mind. He smelt it there, that deep pungent odor that he thought had been coming from the candel. The more he thought about it, the more he wondered if it had been Taylor’s scent. Such a rich scent it was, pungent, earthy, and another word. A word that hung in his mind for a long moment before he finally smiled thinking about it. Sexy.
Something about it just did something for him. Matt thought stroking his cock a bit faster now. Some part of his mind drew the scent in and craved more of it, craved more of whatever was producing it, craved Taylor. The thought of it sent a chill down his spine as he felt his own mind partly rejecting the thought, but also welcoming it. He wasn't gay, yet Taylor was pretty easy on the eyes. He went to the gym, he was toned, his smile, his body, his cock. The last thought almost tripped Matt up enough to get him to stop but it didn’t. He kept going, kept stroking, kept thinking more and more about his friend, about what his friend could do to him.
By nature Matt was a bit more docile than most, in a way that extended to most parts of his life, his love life being no exception. He didn’t so much like to ride, as he did to be ridden. To be used in the service of one's own pleasure, the fact that he got his own was more like a tangential benefit of it. As such as his mind wandered further and further away from his normal fantasy and more and more about Taylor he didn't think of shoving his own cock in Taylor, he thought about Taylor shoving his in him.
The first time it crossed his now sufficiently lust ridden mind Matt jerked up almost as if he had been taken by the other man. Matt knew nothing of how that might feel, he had tried things with his butt before, but never with another man. He wondered how it might feel, to have something warm and meaty, thick and girthy shoved up his own ass. Moving in and out of him, thrusting deeper and deeper into him.
He felt his body tense and then released. All the horny thoughts, all the wants and desires he had been feeling left him for a moment. Blinking he leaned backward on the toilet and sighed feeling relieved but cringing as he looked forward at the mess he had made. Taking in a deep breath he suddenly went wide eyed. He could smell that scent, the deep and earthy one, Taylor. He gulped feeling as some ember of lustful thoughts was rekindled in his mind. He took one hand and cupped his chin feeling as thought after thought returned to him. He gulped thinking about them again. Turning over each individual idea and examining it in detail.
His cock was hard again and calling to him even louder this time. Almost screaming at him to take hold of it and go again. He gulped and sighed as he gave in wrapping a free hand around his still lubed up member. It felt even better this time. So many things about it felt so very right to him. His lustful thoughts grew more appealing to him as well. He dwelt on them, thinking of Taylor mounting him and taking him riding him and dumping his load into him. And then having him do it again and again and again.
As he stroked himself more and more and lost himself further and further to his own lustful machinations things about Matt began to change. Using his free hand the man gripped his thigh tightly again and winced slightly. Something about it hurt this time, like he was getting pricked by a needle. He pushed the thought aside however only to feel it again on his hand. Leaning his head down and pushing through his discomfort he rationalized it by telling himself it was just his fingernails. Ignoring the slight pain he pressed on, head down and eyes closed. In reality Matt's hands were changing.
The man's nails grew longer, hardening, sharpening , thickening. They dug into bits of his skin in places enough to make him notice but not enough to break him from himself. He could feel his fingers aching a bit as he pressed on, it wasn't hard to keep them in place but he felt like his joints were getting stiffer. He let out an audible sigh as he felt his body coming closer to yet another climax.
As his climax drew nearer the man's hands changed further, and faster. White hair began to grow on the skin over his hands and wrists. From there the hairs coalesced and as individual hairs grew into patches and swaths becoming more like fur as they did. His fingers grew stiffer as well losing more and more dexterity as he tried harder and harder to keep a grip on his cock. He huffed now feeling as his climax waned as he failed to keep his cock stimulated. The fantasy remained however. Even as the building sensations of climax receded his lustful wanting of a cock in his ass remained steadfast.
He could feel his dexterity waning, his wanting deepening. Then finally he winced and opened his eyes and blinked. He held his hands up to his face looking at them and blinked again. Paws. He didn’t scream, didn’t do anything save for stare at what had been his hands. He tracked them down looking as fur turned to skin just past his wrists. They were his own. He rubbed them together feeling the pads on them rubbing against each other. The skin there was thickening now. Getting tougher and darkening. He gulped, he needed a hospital. He jumped up feeling as his pants slid down his legs. He didn't think about it too hard however as he took a step forward and tripped.
Matt then put both his paws on the ground and made to stand. He grumbled a bit and looked at the door blinking. Then he looked at his paws. He stood up and carefully tried to turn the knob to no avail. He grumbled a bit and looked down. He stepped out his pants, not wanting to trip again and unable to pull them back up. He sighed and thought for a moment. Then after thinking about it he shook his head and dropped down kneeling in front of the door. He looked at the knob, now eye level with himself and sighed. He opened his mouth and tried to bite down on the spherical thing and get enough grip to turn it.
From there he felt something else kick in. The act of having the thing in his mouth felt good as he tried to turn it. He felt his wants firing again more so than before. He moaned a bit, and then leaned forward pushing the knob further into his mouth. He winced trying to stay focused but found it hard amidst the sea of lustful feelings swirling around in his head. His mind was throwing imagined thing after imagined thing at him. One kept on flashing in his head. Wincing again he found it vividly displayed before him. His face buried in Taylor's crotch, a cock in his mouth, the scent pervading it all, masculine, sexy, powerful.
In a moment Matt was lost to his lust. His body gyrated as his paws pushed up against the door. He leaned into the knob as best he could, licking it, sucking it, acting as if it were the cock he imagined. All the while the fur from his paws spread up his arms. A golden band formed just above his wrists and from there the fur developed a dark grey, almost black coloration.
Matt winced feeling dull pains all over his body as more subtle changes began to develop. His arms were lengthening, muscles on them not so much growing as they were changing. The fur rounded his elbows and he could feel the joints shift slightly. He didn’t perceive it as such and only felt a slight moment of discomfort. Further up his body more change made themselves known. His nose began to darken as white fur grew on his face. He moaned again feeling a deepening pleasure from the moment.
From there Matt winced again the pain almost enough to snap him back to reality but his fantasy still kept him locked in his own lustful thoughts. He could feel and at points hear as bone cracked and reformed, as skin stretched and fur grew over his now changing face. Finally as his muzzle grew in and he felt a sharp pain as his teeth changed he snapped out of it.
He blinked, twisting his head to the side and popping the lock on the knob. He fell backward losing his balance as he saw the center of his cone of vision intruded upon by his lengthening face. He rolled over getting on all fours and felt very comfortable in the position before he pushed off the floor and stood up. He rested his paws on the counter and just stared at the mirror as his face changed more. His blond hair thinned and seemingly spread down his face, the color of it shifting away from his almost bleach blonde hair to something more similar to gold. He watched as his ears shifted up his head and grew through the fur and fur grew up them. In a moment he had two floppy ears, a muzzle and wet black noise.
He wanted to take one of his hands and touch it. Just to prove that it was all real. However he found the range of motion he could undertake now was a bit limited. He took a deep breath still feeling the fire of lust in his mind as he looked back over to the door. He looked down at his paws and sighed. Unlocked, now he just needed to get it open. More so he could feel the fur spreading. He made to sigh but instead a very canine sounding whining sound came out. He gulped knowing that he needed to get out of the bathroom while he was still recognizable as a person.
Taylor was still rubbing on his crotch. His lust screaming at him to do more. However a part of himself still retained enough self control to simply not give in. As much as he wanted to just whip it out and jack it to his heart's content he still simply couldn’t. He winced and leaned his head back his mind wandering down ever more lustful avenues of thought. Thoughts of Matt's rear, tight, warm and welcoming to his cock. He just wanted to feel relief already, Taylor thought wincing again as more and more lustful wantings piled on top of others.
He took in another breath and smelt the scent again. Earthy, masculine, so many other things that Taylor had no words for other than sexy. His face was awash with red blush as he gritted teeth. He gulped feeling again as if the lustful fire burning him were about to consume him wholly. He stimulated his cock though the fabric of his pants as best he could. His body would only give it to him if he did it the way it wanted it.
Yet Taylor still denied himself that, he had standards, he had dignity, and despite the way he looked and thought he was not about to just jack it in his friends apartment because he was a little pent up. Gulping as that train of thought ended Taylor blinked feeling something odd. He couldn’t put it into words but something felt different now. He trembled as he rubbed at his crotch then feeling as if a whole new depth to the sensations was awakening. His mouth hung open for a moment as his whole body trembled a bit. Then looking down at his bulge he blinked seeing as the tip of his crotch grew out of the waist band.
He was getting bigger, he thought. He sighed out a breath as he suddenly felt very cramped. He could feel his clothing on his skin. He knew then that all of him was getting bigger. He didn’t take his hand off himself once though. Watching as more and more of his body swelled with size. His shirt, his pants, wincing he kicked off his shoes and watched as his socks stretched as well. Every part of himself was growing, but his eyes found themselves focused on his cock.
Something about it was different though. Aside from the clearly increased size the tip looked more pointed, sharpened almost. Then he noted the color, red? He thought gulping as his lust and curiosity deepened. He felt like he should be freaking out, but he wasn't. He felt no need to, everything about it felt good. Like a stretch, a very hard stretch. Gulping again he felt a huge amount of pressure in his crotch. His breathing was getting more and more sporadic, his mind’s wants grew more and more baser, his will power waned. Then finally Taylor released his cock.
Taking a hand he undid the button on his pants offering slight relief to himself as his swelling waistline was given a reprieve. More importantly though was his cock, it was their now, just beneath his undies. He could see it there. It's different shape, its larger size. He gulped trembling as he slid his pants and undies down off his waist and exposed his cock to the air. It was red, huge, pointed, sharp. Taylor took both his hands and wrapped them around it. He just looked at it for a moment.
He didn’t care how weird it looked, how shameful it was to be doing what he was doing. All he could think of was stroking it. He took a deep breath and began. He moved his hands up and down it, sighing as he felt the true depth of the sensations he could feel. He leaned back on the couch as much as he could sighing as he did so. Letting his mind wander as the last of his waning inhibitions faded. His mind wandered to thoughts of Matt's tight ass, on his new larger cock. The ways it could stretch him, the ways it could make him feel, all the things that could be done to the other male with it. Licking, blowing, fucking, sucking, so many other lewd adjectives drifted through Taylor’s mind as he kept stroking his growing cock.
He could feel as his clothes felt tighter with each passing moment. It progressed from being uncomfortable to being annoying, to almost hurting. He grunted a bit trying to move and then heard the sound of ripping fabric as the tension in his attire became too much. Huffing he looked down to see only tatters of his pants still clinging to his body, his shirt wasn't much better, his socks were still in one piece but were still clearly almost at their breaking point. However something else about his body caught his eye. He was orange.
Well parts of him were at least. Large areas of his legs, hips and belly were all covered in orange scales. He gulped feeling as another wave of heat rolled over himself as he looked at his form, finding it if anything interesting. He felt that he should be freaking out, but instead he was craving it. He watched as the scales spread over his body changing more and more of his skin as his body still grew. His cock had finally leveled off near a foot long he thought but the rest of himself was still swelling muscles growing, parts of him thickening. Leaning back further he winced feeling a pressure around his but.
For a moment there was pain but then came another feeling. It took him a moment to realize what it was but as his new tail rapidly grew out from under him he realized it was the sensations of it swishing back and forth. He looked at it dumbfounded for a moment watching it and wondering just what the hell was happening to him before he winced and twitched feeling as all the sensations in his body started coming to a head. He leaned his head down and winced feeling as his whole body tensed and then released as he climaxed and came.
In a singular moment of climax Taylor felt more pleasure than he ever had before. He felt his seed spurt out of his changed cock and felt a wave of relaxing after glow settled over himself. He took in deep long breaths as he felt the warm afterglow of the moment set in. He looked at himself drunkenly gazing at his changed body. More of his chest was now covered with orange scales of different tones. His belly was more yellow while his sides stayed a distinctly orange tone. His legs were still swelling, thickening everywhere along their length. He took his hands and rubbed his belly feeling his scales and liking them. Some part of him was freaking out but all the pleasant sensations of the moment were more than enough to drown it out until it wasn't even a consideration.
He took his hands and moved them up ward running them as he ran them over his pecs. He felt as the scales grew over his nipples erasing them from his chest. He looked down to see the scales growing up his arms. He held one up as he leaned back watching as the change spread down their length past his elbows, his wrists and then over his hands. From there he watched fascinated in a way as his digits fused until he only had three orange fingers on each hand.
The change continued from there. Claws grew from the tips of his new fingers. The fingers themselves were less dexterous than his original ones but at that moment Taylor's mind wandered back to his crotch. The afterglow from his climax was waning. He could feel the fires of lust burning in him again. He licked his lips thinking again of Matt’s ass and brought both his changed hands back down to his hardening dick. He gripped it finding that the six fingers were still more than capable enough for the job. He smiled as the stream of pleasant sensations stated anew.
He felt a low rumbling in his throat as the scales grew up his neck. Something in his body changed internally. The noise took more and more shape until he expelled a bellowing growling sound that oozed pleasure. His neck lengthened and his legs grew even more shifting slightly. Taylor smiled, opening his eyes and then stopping dead as a cold chill ran up his spine as he heard the door to the bathroom click.
Matt had taken a good while to finally get the door open with his paws. His change was getting more and more pronounced by the minute. He could feel his neck shifting, more fur growing, his feet changing. The whole way his body distributed its weight seemed to be changing. He clung to the wall pushing against it as best he could afraid that if he hit the floor again he wouldn't be able to get back up. He was trying to think of something he could say to Taylor, anything that could help to explain what the fuck was happening. Then as he walked out of the bathroom a terrifying thought crossed his head. Was he even still able to speak. He gulped wondering. He had felt his throat changing along with the rest of him. The only sound he had made in a long while where the whines and stressful cries that any dog would make.
The thought dulled his precautions for a moment as he walked forward. Crossing into the living room the man stopped and simply stared as he was met with Taylor's gaze.
“What the fuck?” Matt asked, looking at the orange mass with two hands wrapped around his big red cock sitting on his couch.
“Matt?” Taylor asked, looking at his friends yellow and white fur.
Matt blinked recognizing Taylor's face now perched at the end of an elongated neck.
“Uh, yeah. So… uh… you ok?” Matt asked his mind, suddenly drawing a blank as he looked at his changing friend.
“Um… I guess.” Taylor said doing and feeling much the same.
Both men looked at one another not saying anything. Instead they let their eyes and minds wander the odd bodies that the other possessed. Taylor found his eyes glued to Matt's cock looking at it as he watched fur encroaching towards it. Matt was looking right at Taylor's own cock his mind drifting to sitting on it, sucking it, doing things to the weird but huge looking cock right before him.
Both men stayed like that for a few more moments before speaking again.
“So any idea what you're turning into?” Matt asked his orange friend his eye stealing glances at his member as he did so.
“Not sure. Kinda looks familiar though.” Matt said taking both his hands off his dick and holding them up to study.
Lust burned in him again but the act of talking was helping him put a damper on it for the moment at least.
“Should we uh… I dunno call an ambulance or something?” Matt said swallowing as he felt the fires inside him burning ever hotter as his eyes lingered on the man's cock more and more.
“I would, but uh… what are we gonna tell them? More importantly what if we're contagious or something?” Taylor said sighing out a long breath as Matt noticed that his friend's eyes were also stealing glances southward.
Matt felt a rush of emotion at that. Confusion, elation, lust. He could feel the gaze of his changing friend on his body now. He gulped wondering what Taylor was thinking about him. Matt gulped sighing as he felt his cock getting harder as more golden fur encroached around it. He could feel it hardening, changing as other things about himself start to change as well. He felt pain in his rear and winced. It passed quickly and in another moment Matt felt something swishing behind him. A tail, fucking tail. It was wagging. He blinked looking at that thing now giving away his emotions then looked back over to Taylor who was also looking at it.
“You uh… happy about something?” Taylor asked earnestly.
“Uh no… no… uh just uh… can’t seem to control it.” Matt said, feeling his lustful thoughts reaching a head.
He could feel Taylor's gaze on him. Watching his changing cock turning into something more suited for his new form. He wanted to look down and see it for himself but he was drawn into Taylor's eyes. Their blue coloration was intoxicating. Matt could feel himself trembling each time he saw them stutter and glance downward at his body. He gulped wanting the changing man before him to fuck him senseless.
“Uh, M… Matt, uh you ok there bud.” Taylor asked his own body feeling infinitely hotter than before.
“I want you.” Matt said without thinking and then freezing as he felt the words leave his mouth.
Taylor blinked hearing the words and then watched as Matt fell forward.
Matt hit the floor and almost instantly knew he wasn't getting back up. He could feel the last of his body's changes slotting into place. Joints shifting, muscles lengthening and shortening. Bones reforming. He looked down at himself seeing as the dark grey fur covered the last of the skin on his chest. Looking further down his body he saw his cock, now red and clearly not of the human variety. He didn’t know what a dog's cock looked like, but if he had to guess he figured what he had was one.
He tried to get on all fours, standing awkwardly as he felt his tail pull itself between his legs. He whined feeling profoundly vulnerable at that moment. Then he looked up, in front of him were feet. Taylor feet, still in their socks now stretched far beyond what they had even been designed to cover. He blinked looking at them for a moment before he leaned forward. Matt buried his noise into the fabric taking a deep sniff. The scent was pungent, odorous, intoxicating, sexy.
Matt couldn't explain his attraction to it but yet he couldn't help himself. Pulling away just a bit he licked his lips and jumped up a bit biting the tip of the sock and pulling it off. He tossed it aside and then buried his muzzle again into the pad of his friend's foot. Opening his eyes he saw it was less of a foot now and more so some kind of paw. Scales were already covering it, toes had fused into three clawed digits. The bottom of it was a thick pad.
Matt hung there for a moment drooling over the scent, licking his lips again and went back in. He ran his tongue over it tasting it finding the pad of his friend's foot to be just as intoxicating that way. He could hear something then, a moaning. He stopped and looked up, seeing the still human face of his friend flushing red and looking down at him.
“That uh… that feels pretty good.” Taylor said, gulping.
Matt blinked at that and then looked over to the other foot. He smiled, feeling his confidence building as his lust and desire to smell and taste more of his friends feet deepened.
Taylor felt as his other sock was removed and his friend licked and sniffed and cleaned his paw he thought. Everything about this was so weird, so wrong, yet it all felt so very right. All the sensations were so vivid, potent, intense in a way he had never felt anything before. Just the way his now canine friend serviced his paws was enough to keep him hard. He wondered what it would feel like if he serviced something else. Licking his lips Taylor's mind wandered yet again.
Matt's furry behind, Taylor's thick pointed cock buried deep in the dog's ass. Pounding him and pounding him until. Taylor winced and then roared feeling as the changes surged up his head. He could feel his hair falling out as the scales ran up his head. He winced feeling as the dog's tongue licked in between his clawed digits and his face began to push forward and lengthen. He could feel as his tongue grew to match his lengthening face and growing muzzle. He ran it across his lips as the last skin was overridden by his orange scales. He relaxed for just a moment before he whined again as he felt two points of pressure behind him. It lasted only a moment and leaning back he felt as if the new additions to his head hit the back of the couch.
By this point he could tell he was some kinda dragon. But something about his form felt familiar. He looked up and then over to his side seeing a mirror on the wall and seeing his new face. He looked at it for a moment and then it clicked in his head. He was a charizard. He was a fucking pokemon. He blinked as he looked at his reflection and then looked back up at the ceiling. Well, all things considered he felt pretty good. Maybe a little too good he thought wincing as he felt Matt switch feet again. He sighed out and leaned back deciding to just enjoy it for now and worry about everything later.
With that however the dragon's demeanor changed. He smiled to himself and leaned up a bit looking down on the dog that he wanted to plow. He tried to whistle to grab the canines attention but grimaced finding that the new configuration of his face didn’t lend itself to the act. Putting that aside Taylor looked down at the canine until it looked up and saw the smiling dragon grinning over him lustfully.
“Holy fuck your a charizard.” Matt said, blinking.
“Yup, guess that makes you some kinda pokemon too, I guess.” Taylor said. He hadn’t touched one of the games since what, 2004 maybe. He didn’t know.
“Uh, you know, you're kinda hot.” Matt said, looking at the dragons face as his tail wagged.
“Yeah so are you.” Taylor said, smiling running his big tongue across his maw.
“Oh, uh, thanks.” Matt said, turning his head down bashfully.
“How about you come up here so I can get a better look at you.” Matt said motioning with one of his fingers for the dog to come up.
Matt all but jumped on the dragon belly. Scrambling up it and coming right into his maw. Smiling Taylor embraced the dog slobbering over him with his tongue as the two embraced patiently. After a moment the two broke off smiling at one another as they felt their lustful feelings intermingling.
“I wanna fuck you so bad.” Taylor said, running one of his hands through Matt's fur.
“Fine by me.” Matt said tail wagging and body trembling.
Blinking, Matt jumped up tail still wagging as energy surged through his canine body. He jumped off the couch and leaned down going into a downward dog position. Taylor got up and onto the floor standing up for the first time in his new form. He steadied himself for a moment but found the act of standing to be little different from before. Then he looked down at the dog, ass held high, tail wagging. He smiled down at the canine.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Just fuck me already.” Matt said letting all the lustful energy of the moment take over.
Taylor wasted no further energy on words and instead grabbed his lovers tail and pulled the dog onto his cock. Matt howled with glee as he felt the dragon bury the object of all his lustful machinations into his rear. Letting out a breath Matt could barely get another in before he felt the dragon pulling back so he could trust back in. The motions grew faster, the thrusts harder and more forceful. Matt felt himself getting penetrated ever deeper as the thick dragonic cock was thrusted into him again and again.
The sensations for both of them were overwhelming. So many things combining and mixing and melding as the sensations of their actions melted together. Matt could feel something else about himself changing now. Something about his back. He pushed it aside for the moment as he focused on rutting his lover properly. He ran his tongue over his maw as he again smelt that earthy and sexy smell from before. It only added to the mood now he thought. He smiled thinking that Carly had been right about it when she had said it would do just that.
Below him Matt was having much the same thoughts. The dog's face was awash with the bliss he felt each time the cock was thrust into him. Each time it stretched him, each time it rubbed his prostate sending him little by little ever closer to his penultimate climax. Panting, tongue out his body twitching with each thrust as the tempo steadily increased.
Taylor could barely hold himself back. He could feel his own load coming and he could do so very little to stop it. He trembled trying to hold himself back. His breathing quickened, his body trembled. The dragon could almost feel the sensations that would come to him if only he just let go. Then finally he could take it no longer. He pulled Matt by his tail as thrust forward, hilting his cock deep into Matt's rear as he heard it yelp in surprise and then howl in pleasure.
Letting go of the tail Matt fell forward and off the dragon's cock. Spurt after spurt of Taylor's seed hit the dog but he cared little as his own orgasum was racking him. Both men trembled and came with force. Taylor especially. The dragon leaned over roaring and wincing as he was overcome as the pressure on his back turned to new sensations. After a moment he sighed out breathing heavily he turned around and looked over at his back. Wings, he had wings now, cool. He thought breathing heavily and swallowing as he stood over Matt who was doing much the same as him.
Matt rolled over on his side and looked up at his dragonic lover.
“Oh, wings?” Matt said looking at the two leathery appendages his friend had grown.
“Yeah. How you feeling?” Taylor asked, looking down at his friend and now lover gulping a bit as he felt his lust for the canine building again through his already fading afterglow.
“Pretty good. Really good actually.” Matt said looking up at the dragon noticing that his cock was still hard.
“So uh…” Taylor said looking down at the canine trailing off as his mind seemingly derailed.
“You wanna go again?” Matt asked smiling in a wolfish way that made the dragon match it with a toothy grin.
“Sounds good to me.” the dragon said smiling as he rolled the canine over and grabbed him by the tail again.
A few blocks over in a restaurant booth Carly smiled watching her two friends continue to go at it. She had been a bit worried something would go wrong but it was nice to see her worries were for naught. She closed the feed and smiled, now she just had to deal with their questions. How, why, a few others. She was not concerned that much however. Reversing the changes was a simple thing. If anything she thought getting them to change back might be the hard part she thought smiling as she looked back down to her phone. She looked around her and then turned the feed back on.