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Commission : The Stables 3

By Kendo Kawabata

For Amethyst Starfall.

“You will never guess what I scored off the boss.”

The Doberman had the big sleazy grin on his face, the kind that screamed 'shit eating', looking quite proud of himself and expecting everyone else to fawn over him for his brilliance. The zebra bartender rolled his eyes as he wiped clean another glass, holding it up against the light to inspect it for smears.

“Tom, I really couldn't care less” the zebra said as he eyed the glass. He turned and placed it on the shelf behind him, amongst the other glasses that were currently lit up with a bright neon light built into the shelf.

“Oh come on, take a guess” Tom said with a grin as he leant forward on the bar stool. The Doberman was dressed for his night on the stage, even though his performance had already finished half an hour ago. He was still clad in a white jockstrap that framed his coffee coloured rump, and a black bow tie around his neck. There were still several single bills tucked into the elastic of his strap as it hugged itself around his perfectly spherical butt. “You like to guess Josh.”

“I really don't” Josh said as he dipped his hand into the suds and pulled out another glass. He pulled the towel off of his shoulder and began to wipe the glassware dry. It was a slow night, those kind of nights happened. The crowd was enough to fill out the house, but most were sitting in the booths listening to the music. There were no more performers that night, Tom being the last for the show.

“Come on, guess” the Doberman whined in a really irritating and annoying way as he leant forward again, resting his arms on the bench. His rump perked up from his movements, everyone behind him able to see his assets all too easily. Which was the point.

“He laid you over his lap and buggered you with a rubber bone” Josh said with a sigh as he inspected the glass in his hand. Tom smirked at the suggestion.

“Nope. I got something even better” he said with a grin. Josh rolled his eyes as he put the glass on the shelf. The zebra was half naked, dressed in only a pair of tightly fitting cut off denim shorts that did nothing to hide his large stripy butt or his thick muscled thighs. That was the thing about The Stables. The clientele demanded things in large sizes or above. Not that he minded. He always did manage to get some very pleasurable times from the clientele who lusted after his four X sized stripy rear.

“Atlas hasn't been in all week” Josh said as he turned around and dropped the towel on the bars surface as he looked at the Doberman. “He's off on one of his shopping trips and he won't be back for a while. So whatever you scored off of him, I really couldn't care” he said with an annoyed look on his face.

Tom grinned as he leant back on his stool and spread his legs. He made a rather delicate and deliberate showing of putting his hand into the already packed bulge of his jockstrap. A move practised many times on the stage, which only ever gave glimpses of his large goods trapped inside. Always scored him extra cash and more then a few gropings.

Although to Josh, it was just another way for the Doberman to show off. It was funny how most of the staff who got changed into their new looks wanted everyone and everything to know how big and sexy they were. Of course, he hadn't been that different when he had gone from a fat obese computer nerd into a slender zebra with major booty. Of course, most staff got over it. Although some didn't. Tom finally pulled something from his jockstrap and placed it on the bar.

“Is that what I think it is?” Josh said in genuine surprise. He had not been expecting to see that outside of the bosses office.

“It is” Tom said with a grin as he rubbed his finger over the cork in the top of the bottle. “A little vial of pre-made transformation” he said with a grin.

“How...how the hell did you get that?” Josh said as he glanced around to make sure that they weren't being watched. But everyone was too busy looking at each other in the booths and they all had drinks they were still drinking. “Are you frigging crazy?” he said in a low voice.

Tom grinned at him, like a dog that had just remembered where he had buried his tennis ball.

“Remember how this morning the maintenance guy had to repair one of the window mirrors in the bosses office?” he asked with a sly grin.

The maintenance guy of the club was a transformed hippo. A large muscle gutted male with a soft jiggly stomach and an equally soft large jiggly backside trapped in denim overalls. He wasn't the most sexual creature in the club, but he loved fixing things. And the window had to be fixed after Hosers previous performance last night.

After dousing everything in his usual fire hose blasting of cum, they discovered the windows had been installed wrong, with the bottom of the windows having an ill fitted gap that had ended up filling with horse seed that couldn't be cleaned out. And after a while, it had started going rancid. So the windows had to be removed and reinstalled after getting cleaned out.

“You didn't” Josh said as he realised how the dumb mutt had ended up getting into the office.

“I waited till he went to the bathroom, then I snuck in” Tom said with a rather proud but sleazy grin on his face. “Frank has a thing about being clean, so I had plenty of time. I found his little stash under the bottom drawer in his desk, and grabbed the first bottle I saw” he said with a grin.

Josh looked down at the bottle. Everyone knew that the many bottles lining the walls of the bosses office were filled with things that only Atlas could really understand. Only he knew what to mix together and what to avoid and, more importantly, how much of each. A single mistake and you could end up looking like a half melted pile of cheese instead of the sleek black rat you were hoping to become.

But, they also knew there was a selection of pre-made mixtures that the boss kept hidden away. A special set of mixtures that guaranteed a transformation no matter who or what drank it. Atlas kept them hidden away in his office for one reason. Only he knew what the hell he was doing.

“Are you that fucking stupid?” Josh said in hushed anger to the Doberman.

“What is the problem?” Tom asked him, giving a look that said he had no idea why the zebra was angry.

“You took this from his office? Do you have any idea what's in this?” Josh said angrily.

“Um...no?” Tom said with a shrug of his naked shoulders.

“Look, I've been here in the club the longest, but even I have no idea how old Atlas is, or even if he's an original horse or not” Josh said in anger. He couldn’t believe the Doberman was that stupid. “And in all the time I've known him, I have no idea what he puts in his bottles or what he mixes in together. Do you?” he said.

“Well.....no” Tom admitted.

“Do you know what this will turn you into? Or what gender? Or even what colour? How do you even know you'll be an anthro? It might even turn you back into a human you idiot” Josh seethed.

“Well, I didn't think of that” Tom admitted as he stared at the bottle. The little corked glass bottle was filled with a milky red and black liquid that looked like it was slowly swirling around. It was true though, Atlas never labelled anything. Only he knew what he was doing and what was in what. This could have turned anyone into anything at all.

“This is practically useless to anyone but Atlas” Josh said. “And if he finds out you've been in his office while he was away, god knows what he'll do to you. Turning you back into a human might not be the worst thing he does” the zebra said angrily.

“Ok, so I didn't really think it through all that much” tom said with a shrug. He didn't look so cocky now about his brilliant little plan.

“No, you didn't” Josh said as he straightened up. “Now put that thing back before someone mistakes it for a shot and drinks it” he said as he turned his back to resume washing the dishes. “God forbid Atlas should come back early and find out.”

“Well... what if we give it to someone to drink?” Tom said. Josh could actually feel the idiots grin behind him as he sighed and shook his head. Where the hell did Atlas find this retard?

“The answer is no” Josh said, but he was surprised to find that he didn't feel all that convinced by his answer. He shook it away with a shrug of his shoulders. “That's the dumbest idea you've had since you wanted to test out ''edible undies night'' “ he said.

“Oh come on, its a good idea” Tom said with a grin. “Why should atlas be the one to fuck the clients as they transform? All the time? Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to fuck a client as they transform and have your seed be the one that seals the deal?”

Josh didn't say anything for several moments. It wasn't like the idea hadn't crossed his mind before, especially since so many clients had come into the business or got on the payroll after drinking down Atlas' concoctions.

But they always got the patron after the transformation was finished, they never got to fuck the guy or girl as they changed. It would be a new experience to fuck someone while they....

“No” Josh said as he turned around and put his hands on the bar. “Atlas would kill us, or worse. We don’t know the full extent of his mixtures. He could turn us into a fucking stone statue for people to bounce on for all we know” he said.

“But you like the idea right?” Tom said with a grin as he picked up the small bottle and dangled it in front of the zebras face. “Come on, admit it. You know you want to” he said in a little childs voice, like he was trying to tempt the zebra with candy.

“I said....no” Josh said as firmly as he could, but he could already feel his waver starting to break. The idea was tempting, and here was the opportunity for it to happen. But this was completely wrong and he shouldn't be doing this. And yet, his pants were starting to harden at the thought of getting a new bitch to fuck.

“What's the matter, afraid someone's gonna have a bigger ass then you?” Tom said with his sleazy shit eating grin again. “Maybe it'll be a zebra with an ass so big it'll put all those pictures you have by Vamplust to shame.”

Well that did it. Josh was the only zebra in the club, and the only zebra with a very plus sized rear end. The thought of having any kind of competition was not something that the bartender entertained.

“You stick that down the nearest guys throat and you prove to me that is not another zebra in a bottle” Josh said in an angry tone of voice as he jabbed his finger into the Doberman's chest with enough force to almost push him off his chair.

God dammit, he just agreed to do it.

“I knew I could get you onto my side” Tom said with a grin as he adjusted himself back on his stool, his stubby tail wagging back and forth. “Now we just have to find a perfect test subject, er victim, or something or other to stuff this down their throat” he said.

Josh grumbled under his breath as he realised he had fallen into the idiots trap, all too eagerly as he shook his head. Well, in for a penny and all that crap.

“Fine” he muttered as he stood up. “But if this backfires, I am putting the blame squarely on you” he said as he pointed a black tipped finger at the Doberman, who gave him a look suggesting how dare he do such a thing.

“Oh come on, what could possibly go wrong?” he asked. Josh almost face planted himself into the sink the moment those words left the dogs mouth. Well, now EVERYTHING could possibly go wrong because the stupid mutt just had to mention it.

Fortunately, Tom didn't notice the struggle in the zebras face on whether or not to submerge himself into the suds as he turned around on his bar stool and leant himself back as he surveyed the crowd, his legs spread to show off his sagging bulge.

Unfortunately, there were slim pickings as everyone in the club did not strike him out as anyone that would be happy to be changed into something of the unknown. There were humans and furs all sitting in the booths, couples at this time of the evening usually filled the place. And often they were part of the mature side of life. The kind that often just enjoyed an evening of talking and drinking instead of dancing like kids who just got out of catholic school during happy hour.

Tom started to feel dejected once he realised that there was not a single single person out there that would benefit from a little transformation. If there did happen to be a suitable candidate, at least for him, it would have to be someone who didn't look happy to be a human at all. The thin stringy geeky people who were covered in zits and had glasses the size of hubcaps. Or the large overweight kind who were probably great people, but were avoided like the plague. Or even the kind of people who looked like a supermodel that had been freshly airbrushed, who were trying to drown their sorrows in their drink because people only liked them for their money.

Those were the kind of people who Atlas usually singled out to transform, the kind of genuinely unhappy people who needed one hell of a happy boost. And although Tom was doing this without the bosses permission, he didn't feel like lowering his standards and just choosing anyone.

“You better not waste this on another slimeball” Josh said from behind Tom as the zebra went back to washing his glassware, although he had been wiping the same glass for the last few minutes.

“Oh, you mean the one that came in last week? No thank-you” Tom said. “Give me a little credit. I do have standards” he pointed out, although he did shiver to think of the guy that had come in the previous week.

It was like someone out of a horribly bad porno movie. The guy had waltzed in, a heavily obese man in a cheap suit that had gone out of style forty years ago. He had been at least in his late fifties or early sixties. And had reeked of the worst cheap cologne imaginable. A comb over of greasy stringy hair and the kind of sleazy grin on his face that screamed 'pervert'.

Of course, after about an hour of trying to get the waitresses to give him a little sample under the booths and using pick up lines that earned him more then a slap, Atlas had finally walked over to give him a talking too. It turned out, the guy was incredibly loaded with cash and at first, had attempted to rent one of the waitresses for the hour. And it turned out he expected he was able to buy one of the magical concoctions for an absurdly high amount of money.

Fortunately, the fat slob was removed from the club before the waitress' ended up ganging around him and 'removing' certain parts of him before removing him from the club. Atlas was a man of standards, who only wanted to see people who actually needed his abilities, instead of just wanting them.

It was that little nugget of annoyance that poked at Toms shoulder as he surveyed the crowd. Sure, he could just drop the mixture into any one of those glasses and change someone at random. But, he couldn't just choose some random slob. It had to be someone who at least looked like he needed it.

But, the question still remained. Who to pick?

If he was a praying person though, he would have sank to his knees and offered up a prayer, or perhaps some kind of blood sacrifice with a little naked dancing when he saw the perfect client-slash-victim walk into the club at that exact moment.

“Bingo” he said to himself, as he watched the guy walk through the entrance into the club.

The guy that walked in, it was almost as if he screamed 'test subject'. He looked nervous, almost intimidated, and definitely uncomfortable, with the way that he had his hands in the pocket of his jacket. He had the look of an introverted person who wanted to be there, but was at the same time wanting to walk the other way and head back to the safety of their comfort bubble at home.

The kid was definitely of the legal age that was for sure. And he was thin, almost twinky looking. A rather slender build that was hidden behind a leather jacket and dress pants, the kid trying to dress to impress as best he could. He had a mop of black hair that was tinted red, and it covered his forehead in a nicely trimmed fringe. What stuck out to Tom was the fact that the kid looked like would rather be anywhere but there.

Tom felt the smile creep over his face as he saw the boy creep his way over to one of the empty booths and carefully sit himself in.

“Hey Mary” he called out to the only server that was left as she headed back to the bar with an order for.

“What do you want Tom?” she asked. She was a rather stunning looking calico styled cat in the traditional wear of the wait staff, which was basically a bright red string bikini. Like the other females in the club, Mary had curves in all the right places, and had no qualms about showing them off either. She wasn't as plus sized as the other females in the club, having been able to keep her rather thinner frame. But for a cat though, she was surprisingly full figured, including a good endowment in the front that her tiny little bikini top was trying hard to contain.

“You see that boy that just walked in?” Tom said as he gave gesture without being too obvious.

“Yeah?” Mary asked as Josh started to fill out the drink orders with well practiced hands.

“Go around the club and gently remind everyone we're closing up and to please GTFO” he said with a grin on his face. Mary rolled her eyes, knowing full well what he meant. “Then, when he's the last one here, you're going to give him a special drink.”

“And why would I want to do this?” Mary asked. “We don't close for another hour. What have you got planned?” she asked, placing her hands on her well rounded hips.

Tom snickered as he produced the illegally obtained bottle of concoction that he had stolen from his boss. Marys eyes went wide as she was able to recognise exactly what it was.

“Alright, I'll do it” she said so suddenly, and with such enthusiasm in her voice that both Tom and Josh were startled from her response.

“That quickly, seriously?” Josh asked her in surprise. She gave a shrug of her practically naked shoulders.

“Well for one, I'm bored” she said as she took the now full glasses and bottles from Josh and placed them on her tray. “And two, I'd like to actually get laid tonight by someone. I am sick of all the guys turning gay and the girls going lesbo” she said as she took the full tray in her arm and began to walk off.

“She has a point” Tom said with a grin on his face as he gave his full crotch a firm grope with his fingers, jostling that large covered mound.

“If I knew she'd be that quick to agree, I wouldn't be allowing this to happen” Josh said with a shake of his head. “Oh what the hell, I'll just tell Atlas it was your idea Tom, and she took over” he said.

“Deal” Tom said with a grin. “now hurry up and make that drink. I want to see what we can turn pretty boy over there into” he said as he continued to give his full pouch a firm groping, not in the least bit ashamed to be fondling himself publicly. Then again, he was a stripper.

Josh just shook his head as he turned away to grab the bottles from behind him. He couldn't believe that he was going ahead with this, but he was in too deep to really pull out now anyways.

Tom did manage to correctly gauge the newcomer as the kid stepped into a booth and settled himself down. Although he didn't gather his name very well. The boys name was Phil, and he was only there because he had no better place to go.

He kind of sulked as he sat there. The power in his apartment had blown, leaving his living area in complete darkness and all forms of technology unavailable to him. And since his social life was utterly dependant on his computer system having power to operate, it was either sit in his apartment all night hoping the power would eventually come back on, or do something he always dreaded doing.

Go out.

“I wonder what kind of place this is” Phil asked himself as he took a look around the bar as he noticed the patrons, or lack there of. The Stables was apparently one of those word of mouth places that survived through whispers through its already established reputation. Because he had never heard of it before, or even knew it had existed. Phil had just chosen a direction and started walking. And had somehow ended up here.

“It looks ok though” he thought to himself as he looked around. It was kind of high class. The booth seats were made of a nice material that felt very comfortable, and the bar seemed to be filled with every kind of liquor available. Although why half of it looked like a strip club he wasn't sure. He was slightly surprised at the anthros that were around though. It must have been one of those integrated places.

“Although that hostess...” he said to himself, feeling himself shiver a bit at the thought of her. The hostess that had greeted him at the clubs entrance, had been surprising to say the least. Not just the fact that the club even had a hostess at the door. She had been wearing a decorative red and gold Chinese style dress, the kind that had the little window on the breast area. And that little window had given him a full frontal view of her very large tits.

Then there was the fact that he was sure he had seen something swinging between her legs under that dress. The sultry looking Tigress had given him a sly smile as she welcomed him into the club, and he was sure he saw that thing between her legs throb against the material. He shuddered again just thinking about it.

“She doesn't look too bad” he said to himself as he saw the waitress walk over to one of the booths and bend over to talk to the people inside it. She was wearing such little amounts in the way of clothing, it should have been illegal. But no-one seemed to be noticing.

“Like she'd be interested” he thought rather glumly to himself as he sat back in the booth. “Yeah, big gorgeous thing like her interested in a stick” he thought as he flopped his hands onto his lap and stared at them.

He hated himself. He was a skinny boy. Almost skeletal thin. A lot of girls should have been interested in a boy with little to no fat on his body, no tattoos, no gang markings, not even a bloody earring in his ear. He wasn't bad looking though. He was just...mediocre.

He hadn't had a date in four years because everytime he worked up the courage to actually talk to a girl of any species, they usually laughed, along with all their friends, then he'd end up getting tagged on social media for making an idiot of himself. Which would only make him retreat further into his video games and away from the real world.

Phil looked up as a few patrons suddenly got up to leave and walked past his booth, talking to themselves and not looking in his direction. Not that he minded that they didn't notice him. He was kind of preferring it that way.

“If no-one talks to me soon, I think I'll just walk home” he said to himself. He had only been there for a few minutes at the most, but he was already feeling like he was overstaying his welcome. “Probably best if I left anyway. Not like anyone here is interested in me.”

“And how are you doing tonight?”

Phil almost jumped out of his seat when he heard the playful voice almost beside his ear as he looked over to see the smiling female waitress holding a tray against her well rounded hips, several glasses filled with assorted liquids displayed in a row on its mirror shined surface.

“Are....are you talking to me?” he asked, suddenly feeling his face flush with heat that he was sure was obvious as night and day.

“I don't see anyone else in the booth” she said with a smile to him. “Unless you have someone under the table that I'm not aware of” she said with a teasing grin.

“Uh...Uh no...no I don't...I mean...I'm not that kind of guy …. not that I'd say no of course..BUT NOT in a public place....oh god, could I just start over?” he said as he suddenly found the words literally pouring from his mouth without any kind of control over them.

She giggled, rather cutely and swished her tail behind her as she leant forward, just enough for her rather ample bust to sag in her barely restraining top.

“Oh don’t worry sweetie. If you have someone under the table, I won't tell. Or maybe I just might crawl under there and put them to shame” she said in a rather seductive tone of voice. It had the desired effect, as Phil found his face heating up so badly he could have been a stand in for a lava lamp.

“Oh I'm just teasing sweetie” she said with a laugh as she pulled back. Phil let out a sigh of relief and felt his heart pull itself back into place. The way she had practically dangled those big juicy looking breasts in his face, he was afraid she'd smother him with them.

Not that he wasn't sure he'd mind.

“Oh....I thought... I thought you might be serious...not that I wouldn't have minded...I mean ….oh god” he said, suddenly feeling his face start to heat up again. She smiled. This one was cute, she had to admit. Definitely introverted to a degree, and not comfortable with himself. And the way he went red so quickly. It was almost a shame he didn't have someone on his arm already.

Which would only have given her competition. That she would have outdone easily.

She decided not to torture him further as she could see he was uncomfortable with being teased, even though she was sure he enjoyed it. But she didn't want to scare him off as she selected one of the drinks, a fancy looking cocktail in a margaritas glass, complete with two tiny little umbrellas and the rim off the glass dipped in honey and chocolate flakes. There was a definite tinge of red and black swirling around in that liquid.

“Here sweetie. This is on the house” she said as she placed the drink before him. He flushed again when he saw the fancy drink that had been offered to him as he looked up at her.

“Um...I ...I didn't order this” he said to her, feeling that awkward feeling again.

“Oh, I know. I thought you might like it” she said with a grin. Then she leant forward again, somehow managing to practically bend over and keep the drink tray steady as she bent herself eye-level with the now embarrassed boy. He felt his face flush again, almost lighting up the booth as he could see straight into her cleavage.

“Of course, I wasn't teasing the table part” she said in a rather seductive whisper towards him as she gave him a sly smile to show that she wasn't kidding. He swallowed once, then again. And then he felt his pants get rather uncomfortably tight from the way she was practically displaying herself to him.

“You just enjoy your drink, and may I'll come back and keep you company sweetie” she said with a smile as she left him with his special drink and turned to walk away. She knew he was looking at her so she made sure to sway her hips in the right way so he had something to look at.

“Well?” Tom said once Mary had rejoined them at the bar. The doberman looked way too over eager and full of himself as he was practically bouncing on the edge of his seat.

“He took the drink. Now we just wait” Mary said as she slid the tray over to Josh as he took it and slid it under the bar where he kept the rest of the trays. Josh didn't say anything, but the zebra was watching the boy out of the corner of his eye.

“Well, I can't wait for this” Tom said as he tried to make it not look obvious he was looking over at the kid. Although anyone looking at him would know as the Doberman was openly groping his crotch and practically panting with his tongue out of his mouth.

Phil looked down at the drink, his face flushed red as he had the urge to suddenly turn around and run like fuck. He had been in the club for nearly ten minutes, and already he had been hit on by two very stunning females, one possibly a herm, and he had a free drink that looked like it cost a hundred bucks just to taste.

“This... this is some place...” he thought to himself as he gingerly reached forward and wrapped his fingers around the thin stem of the glass. “Although, why do I get the feeling the staff want to just... jump me?” he asked himself. “Both those girls...it felt like they were sizing me up” he thought to himself as he licked his tongue against the chocolate fragments on the rim of the glass. It was actually good quality chocolate and he found himself nursing on the honey glued chips for a few minutes.

He didn't notice the other patrons, the ones remaining, were finally getting up and leaving, leaving their money on the tables for the drinks as they started to saunter off one by one. Phil just turned the glass rim around against his tongue as he slowly worked his way along the treat. After the last group of patrons ending up leaving, the tigress hostess made an appearance at the doorway and started to walk over towards the bar.

“Would you mind telling me why everyone is leaving?” she said with an annoyed look on her face as she all but glared at the group. She had a long slender cigarette smoker in her hand, a finely crafted smoke in the end with the tip glowing faintly, leaving a trail of smoke in the air.“I know we're close to closing time, but it's not that close. If you're shutting down for the night, you could have at least told me” she said in annoyance.

“Oh, we have a very good reason Chyna” Tom said with a grin as he eyed the tigress. She gave him a look that said she did not believe him as she pursed her lips around the smoker and drew in a breath, before letting it out right in his face.

“Oh do tell” she said flatly as she watched him blink against the smoke in his face.

“It's, because of him” Mary said as she directed Chynas' attention to the boy in the booth who was almost done sucking off the chocolate on his glass.

“Oh that little thing? He's sweet enough I guess” Chyna said as she looked over at him for a moment. “Almost fainted when he realised I wasn't completely a woman. Like he's never seen a lady with a cock before” she said as she took another breath on her smoker. “So what, we're just closing down the club early so petite over there can nurse on his cocktail?” she asked.

“It's not that kind of cocktail” Tom said with a grin. Josh gave a snort through his nose as he finished cleaning up the last of the bar and started to wipe down the black marbled surface. “It's a COCK-tail” he said, a grin on his face due to his own stupid joke.

Chyna just looked at him like he was being intentionally retarded. Josh sighed and slid the little corked bottle towards her. Only a small amount of the swirling red and black liquid was missing from it.

“It's this kind of cocktail” Josh said. “Meat head here stole it from the boss.” Chynas eyes lit up in the same way that Mary's had as she looked like she was about to squeal. Josh was starting to feel more and more defeated as yet another work buddy of the club seemed so happy to break the rules.

“Oh you could have told me” she said, actually suppressing the squeal she looked like she had been about to let out. “Ugh, I am so sick of Atlas hogging all the fun. You remember that horse and fox he let in and swapped proportions on? Gods, I was so damn jealous he didn't share them with us. I hate it when he does that.”

“You know very well why Atlas doesn't share them the first time” Josh said firmly to her.

“Yeah yeah, some BS about how his seed seals the deal and stops things from going too far” she said with a wave of her hand, the smoker jiggling in the air and creating a pattern of whispy smoke in its wake. “Honestly, you believe that? I think he just likes to be selfish and not share the fun” she said.

“Maybe it's because he knows what he's doing” Josh said firmly as he gave her a look.

“Shut up” Tom hissed at them as best he could, causing them all to fall silent and look at him. “He's actually drinking it” he said as loudly as he was able without making a scene about it as best as he was able to.

All of them turned to look over at Phil as the boy had pressed the glass against his lips and then swallowed about half of the magical mixture down his throat. Phil set the glass down, a small smile on his features from how tasty it had been as he sat back in his leather seat.

And nothing happened.

Josh sighed and picked up the rag again and started to resume wiping down the surface. Part of him was relieved that it didn't happen, although he couldn't deny that he was curious about it. But he could leave it be if nothing changed on the kid.

The others though, weren't going to let it slide by so easily.

“What the hell?” Tom said in annoyance as they saw nothing happen at all after the kid drank his potion. “What...what the hell?” he said again.

“Maybe it doesn’t work on guys” Josh said, a light smirk across his lips.

“Honey, you made the drink wrong” Chyna said as she gave him a look. Josh pursed his lips at that remark.

“I did not” he insisted

“How much did you put in?” Mary asked as she too rounded on him.

“Only a few drops” Josh said in his defence. “I told you, I have no idea how this stuff is supposed to work, only Atlas does. We don't know how much to actually give him...”

“Make him another drink and put in another dose” Tom said almost at once. “and this time up the dosage. I want to see him change into something sexy” he insisted.

“You and me both” Mary said in agreement. Josh just shook his head as he opened the fridge under the bar and took out one of the chocolate tipped glasses. There was no point fighting on this when he was outnumbered. He placed the glass on the bar and then started to pour in several bottles of drink into his shaker. With practiced movements that made it look a lot easier then it was, he shook the mixtures together and poured the clear martini into the glass.

He took the potion and uncorked the bottle before he poured in several more drops. The clear drink suddenly turned a swirling mixture of black and red together.

"Well, obviously it's not potent enough, so make sure that dosage is upped like buggery" Chyna said as she blew smoke across the bar before she grabbed the finished drink in her perfectly manicured claws.

"Excuse me, I'm the waitress here" Mary said in annoyance as Chyna grabbed the drink.

"Well, I just happen to be faster" Chyna said with a smirk on her face as she started to saunter her way over to the booth, drink in hand.

"Transformation, and a catfight. Damn if we aren't lucky tonight" Tom said with a grin on his face.

"Tom, when this over, I'm putting 'Get Tom Nuetured' in the suggestion box" Josh said with a shake of his head.

Phil looked up in surprise as another drink was slid down in front of his face, practically identical to the one he had swallowed down. It had tasted.... odd. Fruity, but had a musky scent to it like when he had just chewed a mouthful of pink lifesavers. It had a surprisingly salty but sweet aftertaste to it.

He blinked as the table shook slightly as someone joined him across in the booth and he swallowed the lump that had just lodged itself in his throat as he found himself staring at a red and gold windowed top with one hell of an impressive rack lodged between them.

"Enjoying yourself sweetie?" the owner of said impressive bust said as he saw a tendril of smoke curve its way downwards towards him as he had to look up.

"Um...Hi" he said in a low voice as he found himself looking at the rather predatory gaze of the hostess tigress that had almost caused him to pop a boner before he walked into the club. She grinned at him, the smoker held in her fingers like it was some kind of magic wand.

"Wow, this booth is barely big enough for the two of us, let alone me" she said with a grin as she adjusted herself in her seat, her bosom obviously jiggling under that tight fitting outfit. "So tight and confining" she said as she took her time getting herself comfortable.

Phil could only stare as he found his gaze transfixed on that large white cleavage, his eyes rather comically wide as he couldn't find the words to actually say anything. Chyna grinned as she could see what he was obviously staring at as she took an inhale on her smoker.

"Cat got your tongue?" she asked as she tightened her arms beside her ample bust, which made them stick out even further and seem a lot bigger. "well, if your lucky, maybe the cat will have something else" she said with a grin as she leant forward, her bust sagging and almost touching the tables surface.

"Uhhhhmmmmmm" Phil managed to mumble as he couldn't help but stare at her cleavage, a thought in the back of his mind on just how deep it actually went. He found his toes clenching in his dress shoes, trying to clear the tingling feeling he was getting in his feet.

"Drink up sweetie. You look parched" she said as she used two fingers to push the drink up closer to the unspeaking boy. Phil swallowed again as he clenched and unclenched his toes as he somewhat obediently took the drink in his hand and brought it to his lips.

"Hah, she's a smooth worker" Tom said as he watched Chyna get the boy to drink the second dosage, all in one go as well. The happy stupid grin on the dobermans face didn't last long as all the boy did was adjust his shoulders and squirmed slightly in his seat, but nothing else seemed to happen.

"Dammit, Josh did you put another dosage in the drink?" Mary asked as she turned her annoyed gaze towards the zebra. "or did you chicken out? what gives?" She demanded.

"I added a second dosage to the drink, don't blame me for the fact it doesn't work" he said irritably.

"Well, make him another one" Mary said firmly.

"Seriously?"

"Yes I'm serious" Mary said as she gave josh an annoyed look like it was all meant to be his fault. He sighed and shook his head as he resigned himself to making another drink.

Chyna didn't see any apparent changes, although Phil did look slightly unsteady from his position on the seat. She frowned. the alcohol must have been stronger in the drink then normal. Still, she had him in front of her and she was starting to get into the mood to have herself some man tonight.

"So tell me sweetie, ever had a tiger before?" she asked as she took another drag on her cigarette.

"Ummm...no" Phil said as he continued to clench and unclench his toes in his shoes. The drink must have been going to his head because his feet felt slightly too full in his shoes. He felt a flush in his skin as he shook his head to clear his senses.

"Would you like to?" Chyna said with a grin to him as she gently blew a cloud of smoke into his face. Phil didn't cough as he let the smoke hit him, but he did try to wiggle his toes in his shoes. He could almost feel them creak. They never managed to creak before.

"Right, I'm going over there" Mary said as she grabbed the finished drink from Josh. Then she grabbed the concoction bottle and upturned it into the glass herself.

"What the hell are you doing?" Josh said as he grabbed at her wrist before too much of the liquid ended up getting poured into the drink. He managed to wrench the bottle from her fingers, and he looked at her in disgust to see that the bottle was practically half empty.

"Upping the dosage, which you didn't do" She said as she grabbed the drink. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go jump in line before Chyna eats him" the feline said as she turned and carried the drink towards the table.

"Dammit, they're beating us to it" Tom said with a whine in his voice. Josh was very, very tempted to slug the stupid doberman in the face for starting all of this. But part of him was wondering at the same time. Why wasn't it working?

"Move along stripey" Mary said as she walked up to the booth and gave the tigress a look that said 'I mean it bitch'. Chyna gave her a look back that said 'Bring it bitch', but she did move over slightly in the booth as Mary slid herself in right next to her. The drink was slid right in front of Phil, who looked like he was slowly wobbling back and forth.

"Tell me you're not having all this fun without me" Mary said sweetly as she took a similar position to Chyna, wrapping her arms around her midsection . It had the desired effect to make her own ample cleavage to bulge forwards, her skimpy bathing top straining against her breasts and showing just how little they actually covered.

"Oh please, like I'd keep this little morsel all to myself" CHyna said as she took a breath on her smoker and blew it in Marys' face with an unimpressed look on her face.

"Well, I hope you would want ot share. he seems big enough to have between us both" Mary said as she kept from flinching to the smoke. "In fact, I think he looks hungry. maybe he'd fancy a nice sandwich" she suggested.

Phil felt that flush creep up his body and cover his neck, he was sure he was blushing as deeply as it was humanly possible. He felt like he was turning red. And he felt, and almost heard, his shoes creak underneath the table. they were...they were actually starting to hurt.

As the two felines started to banter together right in front of him, unable to keep his eyes off the blatantly obvious eye candy, he gingerly wrapped his fingers around the stem of the glass and took it up to his lips. He fidgeted in his seat as he started to drink down the mixture.

The strange fruity musky taste was stronger this time around as he continued to fidget. The seat underneath him felt stranger, like the cushion had lifted up a few inches. It felt odd, and strange as he finished draining the glass.

By now his head was swimming from the alcohol as he felt that warm flush rush up to his head and start to infect his mind. It felt foggy and he felt lightheaded, and he started to giggle a bit as well.

Both girls turned to look at him as they saw him sway on the spot, giggling to himself like he had just heard a naughty joke. They both raised an eyebrow to him as he slowly wiggled back and forth.

"It's not doing anything" Chyna said in disappointment as she chewed on the end of her smoker in annoyance as she looked at Phil in annoyance. "Maybe it was a dud" she said with a sigh.

"Ugh, and I was looking forward to getting some action tonight" Mary said in equal disappointment. She gave a disapproving look at Phil as he swayed back and forth, giggling like he was in on some kind of private joke.

Phil picked up the glass again and began to lick at the chocolate on the edges as he squirmed again. His shoes were starting to ache and the creaking was getting more noticeable. and now his pants felt tight. not just in the crotch though. looking at a pair of breasts trying to outdo each other had made him hard some time ago.

No, the tightness was felt in his thighs. His dress pants had been lose enough when he put them on that they didn't really bother him. But now, they felt... snug. Like they had shrunk down a size. And the underside of the table was starting to press into his lap, like the cushion had lifted up a few more inches.

"Josh, another drink. NOW" Chyna called over the music that was still playing.

"And this time, make it STRONG" Mary said, making sure that the fat assed zebra heard the word 'STRONG' in a loud tone of voice to make sure he got the message.

"Dammit Josh, it's not working" Tom whined in annoyance as he watched Josh mix up another strong drink with ease. "You put the wrong dosage in it, again" he said.

"Mary did the last dosage" Josh reminded him. "and let me remind you, i was against this in the first place" he said as he finished mixing up the drink. "For all we know, it didn't mix with alcohol."

"Well, you're not doing much to stop me now are you?" Tom said as he grabbed the glass. but before Josh could grab the concoction bottle, Tom grabbed it and got off his bar-stool. "I'll add the dosage this time" he said before Josh could protest.

Josh could only watch as Tom sauntered his way over, carrying both the drink and the potion in his hands, and making sure to make his butt jiggle with each step that he took.

"Show off" Josh thought as he resigned himself to simply sit back and watch. He was already in deep enough, and he wasn't going to get in any deeper by participating. Besides, three on one. how was he supposed to stop them anyway?

"Hey, can I join the party here? I brought reinforcements" Tom said with a merry tone of voice and a dopey grin on his face as he purposefully sat himself beside Phil and slid the drink in front of him. "You look flushed buddy. why don't you drink on it?" he said.

"But...but I had three already..." Phil managed to slur out. He wiggled himself in his seat again. His pants felt tighter again, this time he felt like hte seam in the back was digging into his butt-crack. He had to get new pants. and possibly new underwear too. they felt like he was wearing a size too small speedo.

And his shoes were starting to kill him. He could feel his toes pushing up into the pointed end of his shoe. why the fuck did male dress shoes have pointed ends when a guys feet were practically square anyway?

"Oh come on, one more wont kill you" Mary said as she leant forward, her bikini top straining again so tightly that her nipples were starting to poke through. "Come on, you know you want to. It'll taste really, really good" she said with a grin.

"Well, once I add the special ingredient, I'll taste a lot better" Tom said with a grin as he produced the small concoction bottle. "And hopefully we can..."

"Hey, is that strawberry?" Phil said as he swiped the bottle from Toms hand. The doberman stared at him in shock, as did the two girls who hadn't expected that to happen. And before any of them were able to stop him, Phil uncorked the bottle and promptly drank its contents in one gulp.

"Well.... shit" Chyna said matter of factly as she took another inhale on her smoker.

"Shit... yeah" Tom said as Phil smacked his lips together like he had just tasted something very sweet as he dropped the bottle on the table next to his glass collection.

"Hey that... that tasted great" Phil said with a grin as his grin seemed to get dopier enough to match his flushed looked. "But...but I'm still thirsty" he said as he gave a hiccup.

*RRIIIPPP* *CREEAAKK*

Even Josh heard the sudden loud sounds of clothing being torn apart from the bar as all four of them looked at Phil in surprise. The ripping sound came from under the table as the boys shoes ending up splitting in several difference pieces as his newly changed feet burst out of them.

His pants followed almost at once as his thighs ballooned outwards and his ass inflated to the point that he actually seemed to jump up in his seat several more inches and then simply stay there.

All three of them stared at him as his hair started to change in front of them, the front of his bangs starting to grow in length as his hair curled around his features, styling itself over one half of his face to cover it in an emo fringe. The colouring started to fade out before it faded back in, only this time it had turned black, and the tips were starting to brighten up, turning red.

"About t-" Chyna said, but she was unable to finish her sentence as the booths table was suddenly thrown out of the booth and across the floor where it slammed into the bar. No-one moved, mostly in shock because the tables were fixed in place and that wasn't supposed to end up happening.

"GIMME" Phil shouted after he somehow managed to throw the table out of position and leapt himself forward, jumping right ontop of Mary and sinking his fingers into her shoulders. The surprised and shocked feline was pulled from her seat with a small yelping 'MEOW' as she was dragged onto the floor.

Mary suddenly found her skimpy bikini top was removed, by Phils teeth no less, and her large breasts were suddenly exposed fully. She had time to get a blush on her cheeks at being exposed as she was, before Phil dug his head between her thighs and grabbed her bikini bottom with his teeth.

Another rip and the flimsy material was given the same treatment as the calico feline was now naked on the floor as the transforming human spat her bikini onto the floor, as further rips were heard as his pants continued to split apart as he simply kept growing.

He gave her a lustful look from under his black and red bangs, his eyes turning a dark but passionate red in colour as his clothing ripped and fell from his midsection. Mary took a quick look between the humans legs and saw, between those large juicy thighs was a hard human cock, decent in size but it was hard enough to be put to use.

And Phil intended to put it to use as he ignored the other staring people around him as he grabbed the felines legs and spread them apart, exposing her vaginal slit. Mary found herself blushing again before Phil grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her towards him, his cock lined up with her slit.

She let out a startled meow as Phil didn't waste any time as he thrust himself into her without warning. He wasn't overly big, he was a regular size for a human guy, but he shoved himself into her balls deep in one hard thrust. Her snatch clenched around his cock like a hungry mouth as he pinned her by her shoulders.

“Well, things escalated quickly” Tom said as they watched their fellow waitress get rapidly pounded by the horny human. Mary was moaning loudly as she wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for dear life as she was pounded hard.

“A little fast yes, but damn did that finally kick in hard” Chyna said as she leant back, one hand under the slit on the side of her skirt as she took another drag on her smoker. “Wonder what he's turning into?” she said as she blew smoke towards the two on the floor.

“Oh, who the hell cares what he's turning into” Tom said as he slipped his hand between his legs and started to grope his rapidly growing bulge. “I'm gonna get a piece of that ass and let him know who's top dog” he said.

The back of Phils pants finally gave way around his waist as the material broke and the last of the ragged pants fell to the floor as his hips bounced back and forth against the felines crotch. His balls were smacking against the underside of her round butt as he panted directly above her heaving breasts.

A bulge appeared at the base of his spine, just above the V of his still growing buttcheeks. It swelled out before the skin suddenly split like a banana skin and what looked like a thick worm began to slowly push through. A very long and thick looking white worm pushed its way out and began to whip back and forth across the boys asscheeks.

His buttcheeks were growing rapidly, filling out like a pair of balloons. The skin remained smooth and started to glisten with the sweat that was starting to accumulate. Up and down those cheeks wobbled and jiggled as his flesh began to ripple like jello that was wobbling together. That thick worm whipped back and forth across those big cheeks as they rippled.

There was a further ripping noise as the last pieces of his shoes finally fell apart as his feet stretched out , the bones getting rearranged as they lengthened and widened. His little toes began to fuse together as his feet turned three toed, his nails starting ot lengthen and blacken as they turned into claws.

Mary was moaning loudly underneath the humping human and she was unable to see the changes that were happening as he pounded her relentlessly. He was drilling her like he hadn't had sex in months, and that was probably it, as his hips smacked and slapped against her crotch as he drove himself inside her over and over again.

“Oh god...harder..harder” she cried out as she squeezed her thighs around his waist, feeling him buck and slam into her. He was rapid in his movements as she felt her cunt juices drip around his cock as each slam sent waves of pleasure through her body as she dug her claws into his back through his shirt.

“I think I want a piece of that ass right now” Tom said as he pulled his own hard cock out of his jockstrap and rubbed his fingers across his thick shaft. His doggy cock was hard and red, the knot already bulging at the edge of his sheath from his arousal.

“Like hell you are” Chyna said as she suddenly threw her foot up and Tom found himself pinned to the seat by a large black high heeled open toed shoe with impeccable manicured toes inside it. “If anyone's going to break him in, it's going to be me” she said firmly.

“What makes you so special you can just cut in” Tom said as he tried to push her foot away, but with the way the heel was digging into his pec, the tigress meant business and she was not afraid to hurt him to get what she wanted.

“I'm bigger then you” she said with a smirk as she placed her smoker down on the edge of the seat, with the cigarette hanging off the edge of course, as she twisted her leg enough that he was able to see the very large bulge between her legs.

She smirked as he was unable to have a comeback ready for that as she slowly lowered her leg as she took the side of her dress and hoisted it up over her lap to reveal her cock. Tom pouted, the damn hostess was bigger then him, it was true. He was a respectable nine inches of hard doberman cock, while she was a good size bigger, being fourteen inches of fat black meat.

And the damn lady knew how to use it.

Mary let out a shrill cry that turned both their attentions back to her as they realised that the cat had just climaxed. Her mouth was wide open in a perfect O shape as her eyes rolled back into her head as she seemed to quiver all over. Several spurts of her pussy juice squirted around the still pounding cock of the transforming boy as she was fucked through her orgasm.

She tried speaking, but she was unable to talk as each thrust just made her pleasure spasm through her body like breaking waves, her whole body quivering and shaking as she was overloaded with lust and pleasure.

And yet Phil was not stopping. He kept thrusting hard as sweat dripped off the tips of his bangs onto her breasts and across her face, his body bouncing up and down as he rammed her hard and deep as he was able to.

The skin on the bottom of his feet started to darken, slowly turning black as a fine hair began to grow, the tips of his toes going dark first as the fur began to creep upwards slowly. The bottom of his feet began to harden up, becoming paw pads for his new changed feet.

“Out the way Tom. This is a job for a lady” Chyna said with a smirk as she stood up, her now freed cock rising up and bobbing in the air as she began to walk her way around the rutting pair on the floor, her heavy cock bobbing and dripping pre onto the floor in small splatters.

She got to her knees behind Phil and inspected the ass that lay before her. It was freaking huge, growing beyond ghetto size and still filling out. His thighs were thick and juicy, growing to help support that huge fuckable ass as that wormy tail thrashed around above those big jiggling globes.

“I can't wait to see what you turn into” She said as she grabbed her cock, her hand barely able to touch fingertips against each other as she had to use two hands on the shaft to lift it up properly. She rubbed it against the deep crevice of the boys asscheeks, a mental picture going through her mind as she pictured hot dogging those huge buns and humping him till she blew a load across his back.

“Maybe another time. Right now, I need to fuck you” she thought to herself as she guided her fat mushroom head up against the boys asscheeks and pushed forward, her pre spurting into that crevice and dripping down between those big billowing cheeks as she sought out his hole.

Tom pouted. He really wanted to fuck that ass, but with the size of those huge cheeks he wondered if he had even stood a chance in actually reaching the boys hole. Chyna barely had the damn head of her cock between his cheeks and it looked like it would take her whole shaft just to get to his ring.

Mary was moaning loudly as she shuddered and squirmed, riding out her orgasm from the constant pounding that was happening to her cunt. Her orgasm might have been over, but her sensitive cunt was still getting pounded as Phil showed no sign of stopping. The boys bright red eyes were full of determination to get himself off no matter how much pleasurable torture he put the girl through.

“Got you” Chyna said with a grin as she found her target, the boys hole. She felt that tight, small ring press against her cockhead as the fur was creeping up the boys shins, having now turned the stretched out feet into large black paws. The fur was creeping up his legs slowly, coating his larger legs in a thick lush black coat.

Phil felt something prod against his hole and he grabbed Mary by her waist, and then SHOVED himself backwards, crying out loudly in a mixture of little pain and mostly pleasure as he impaled himself right onto that huge black tiger cock. With a stretching sound and a wet 'schlorp', his tight little ring was no longer tight or little as it spread around that big cock.

Chyna was just a surprised as Tom as they both stared at the changing boy in shock as he started to ram himself back and forth as he tried to stuff more of that big black cock into his billowing backside. He moaned loudly as he held Mary down for leverage as he shoved his hips backwards, causing Mary to cry out with each hard shove forward into her used pussy.

The fur started to creep past Phils knees and up his large thick juicy thighs, a thread of red fur covering up on the inside of his thighs. It crept up slowly as Chyna grabbed the boy by his large rounded hips and held on.

“Alright, lets see how good you can take this” she said as she started to thrust into the boys ass, Phils big bouncing cheeks started to smack and slap against her thighs and her waist as her pendulous balls began to bounce against his legs. A grin covered her lips as she felt that boys ring stretch and tighten around her cock like an elastic band.

Phil was moaning as he arched his back, feeling that big black cock stuff his virgin insides. Although his ring didn't feel like a virgin opening anymore as he firmly pumped his hips back to meet the ladies thrusts, his big ass cheeks clapping and smacking together as he was pounded.

“He...he won't stop..oh god...so big” Mary moaned as she tried to fend off the boy ontop of her, but Phil had a hard grip on her shoulders as he kept her pinned down under him. She writhed and moaned as she looked up at him, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he fucked her while getting fucked.

Tom couldn't take anymore as he grabbed Phils head and guided it towards his hard pointed cock. Phil did not even hesitate as he firmly planted his lips around that thick doggy cock and started to suck it into his mouth. Tom let out a yelp as he felt that mouth sink down on his cock, the boys throat seeming to open up without any hesitation or guidance.

Phil was soon getting thrusted at both ends. Chyna would pull out as Tom pushed forward, then Chyna would thrust forward as Tom pulled backwards. Back and forth Phil was rocked against the hard thrusting cocks, and each movement made him torture Marys pussy even more.

Slowly, the black fur crept up Phils thighs till it reached the base of his ass and then it began to crawl over, the big cheeks clapping and slapping together as they slowly were covered in a carpet of fur. The red fur covered up Phils crevice, turning his ass into a raspberry oreo as he bounced his ass on that big black cock that was fucking him.

Chyna panted as her breasts bounced up an down in their window, as she saw the boys ass turn black as it just seemed to get even bigger. Maybe it was just hte black fur that was covering it that made it look bigger then ever, or maybe it was the boys ass that was just continuing to grow ever larger.

The thick wormy tail starting to bristle as hairs sprouted along its shaft, the fur growing longer and thicker as the tail filled out fully. No longer looking like a creepy pale white worm, it was now a thick and brilliant fluffy tail that waved and wagged before her as it expressed how happy it was to be fucked.

She grunted as she felt that tight colon stretch around her cock as that ass just seemed to swallow it up like a hungry mouth, bottoming out over and over again as best as she was able as her balls smacked and slapped against his thighs.

Only, now that his ass was covered in fur, the changes were starting to happen elsewhere as Marys' eyes went wide as saucers as she tried to renew her struggle. She squirmed and yowled as she grabbed anywhere for a foothold as she tried to get away, her wide open mouth starting to drool as she felt a new wave of pleasure rack her body.

All she managed to do was turn around, still impaled, onto her stomach, her breasts and face dripping with his saliva as she was unable to get away from him as she felt herself fall forward and panted, her face an expression of blissed out pleasure as she was rammed constantly.

Tom didn't even register she had moved as he pumped his cock back and forth, feeding his cock to the hungry boy as he felt those warm tender lips suck on his cock like it was a lolly. All he did was moan and growl as his knock continued to slowly expand, spreading the boys cute lips apart with each thrust. He combed his fingers through the boys emo hair, sliding his claws through that thick lush hair as his balls smacked against the boys chin.

As the fur slowly began to creep up under Phils shirt, Chyna felt her balls smack against something that seemed to be pushing her balls away. Something was inflating under her as she held onto his hips, feeling that thick luscious fur spread between her fingertips as she kept thrusting.

Mary moaned as she felt the boys cock slide up further into her cunt, her pussy spreading as it was stretched from teh inside. She was almost delirious from the pleasure now, feeling more full then she had ever been as that cock contorted and changed shape deep inside her while it kept getting drilled in and out.

The boys torso lengthen and changed shape, the muscled softening as they slenderized, turning the boys torso into a slender effeminate shape. The fur started to creep up his back and sides, turning his back black under the lush fur, as his abdomen starting turning red. The boys arms thinned as they lost definition, his hands becoming smaller and more delicate, but they still had enough strength to hold the feline down by her shoulders.

Tom gasped as he felt something change in Phils mouth, but it wasn't his face or his head that was changing. It was something actually inside his mouth. Something that felt like a snake was curling itself around in there. Drool started to leak from the cornors of the boys lips as his cheeks began to bulge rather lewdly.

Suddenly, something snaked under Toms shaft and between his shaft and Phils bottom lip, emerging like a snake. It was actually Phils tongue and it slithered out, and out, and out, sliding along that thrusting cock as it reached the jock covered balls. Phils tongue was incredibly long and it started to wrap around Toms bulge like it was a living cockring.

“GAAH WHAT THE FUCK?” Tom cried out as he looked down as best as he was able to, seeing that long pink tongue trap his balls and squeeze like a cockring. For a moment he was terrified enough to actually try and pull Phils head off his cock, but with that tongue holding on like a leash he found he couldn't do anything as Phil continued to suck and slurp like nothing was happening.

The fur covered Phils shoulders, his torso now smaller then before, his shirt hanging off. He resembled a slender girl who was wearing her boyfriends shirt for the day. Slowly that black fur reached up his neck and began to travel upwards, slipping under his long hair and starting to change his head.

With soft cracks and grinding noises his skull broke itself apart and began to expand and contract in areas to change shape to conform to the rest of his changing body. Slowly, his ears shifted, sliding upwards higher onto his head as they were lengthening like someone was pulling on them, tugging them out long and slender.

His muzzle spread forward, coming to a point at the end as the new length of his mouth meant he was able to take bigger cocks then he normally would have been able to. Black fur covered over his face as his muzzle turned red a the fur crept over his face, his nose turning black as whiskers sprouted across his muzzle

The boys lips started to blacken, taking on a natural looking black shade that seemed to gloss in the light as they began to plumpen up. Tom moaned and whimpered as those thick fat black lips swallowed his fat knot and sucked it into the boys throat, those thick lips sealing around the base of the knot and trapping it in his muzzle. The thick long tongue continued to squeeze around his bulge like a python trapping its meal.

“Oh fuck....I don't think I can last much longer” Chyna said as she tried hard to hold herself back. But with the rate the new foxes ass was milking at her cock she knew she'd end up blowing inside him. “God, he's a hungry slut isn't he” she panted as sweat dripped down her cleavage.

“Oh god, what have we made?” Tom whimpered as he felt that tongue seem to slide further outwards, past the back of his balls. He could actually feel the tip of the tongue start to drag itself along his taint, sending shivers down his spine as he whimpered, feeling it push up against his crevice and keep pushing.

Mary was unable to weigh in her two cents as she couldn't even talk. Her body was wracked with pleasure as she felt a second orgasm start to build up for her, her cunt stretched around that huge shaft that was filling her to her womb. Long deep squelching noises were heard underneath her as Phil kept thrusting deep. She could feel it pulse and throb inside her, signalling that at long last he was close.

Chyna reached forward and grabbed Phil by his long hair and held on as she slammed her hips again at his ass, over and over again as she let out a growl and a roar of pleasure as she was finally able to cum. Her fat heavy shaft throbbed and pulsed as it send pulse after pulse of hot thick creamy tiger cum deep into the foxes ass.

Tom let out a howl as he felt that tongue tip suddenly push into his own hole and just tickle his prostate like some sneaky finger. His knot bulged and his balls throbbed in the confines of his jockstrap and he whimpered loudly as he felt his cum start to shoot straight into the foxes mouth.

Phil gurgled as he swallowed down the cum, sex juice leaking from the cornors of his mouth to mix in with the drool that was dripping down onto Marys hair beneath him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt that surge of cum paint his insides white and splash against his prostate as he was pushed over the edge himself.

Mary let out a cry as she nearly passed out from the feeling, her cunt spasming as the biggest load she had felt a long time literally exploded inside of her, her womb fit to bursting with the amounts of cum that was flooded insider her. Her pussy spasmed and squirted both cum and sex juice as she was rocked with a second orgasm that made her pass out underneath the fox.

A thick white puddle began to spread between Phils legs as he over flooded the girls cunt as Chyna slowly began to pull out. Her cock slurped out of his hole wetly for several long thick inches before it popped out wetly. She sat back on her knees, panting as she kept herself steady, seeing that hole gape wide and open for several moments before it quickly began to seal up.

It didn't stay gaping for long before it closed up, but the over stretched ring looked puffy like a horses tailhole would, a thick fuckable donut sitting deep within that crevice. She prodded it with a finger, feeling her finger sink in without resistance as she tugged against the side, seeing the hole was like elastic. Able to stretch and snap back into place without problem.

Tom felt that tongue finally pull out of his hole and uncoil from around his balls as it slurped its way back into the foxes mouth like he was slurping spaghetti. Tom whimpered as those thick fat black lips let go of his cock and he was able to pull himself out of the boys mouth and fall on his well sculpted butt.

“Well, he's not a fox. He's a fennec” Josh said as he stood there, one hand on the bar and the other on his spent cock as he slowly milked his fat shaft of his seed. There was a huge mess against the doors to the fridge units under the bar, like someone had just spilt a bucket of paint. It had been a good orgasm, and he had been unable to resist the show before him.

“A fennec? Well, I suppose that fits” Chyna said as Phill fell to his side, panting hard as he lay there, his cock slurping out of Mary like a fat snake. And it looked like a fucking fat snake. Sixteen inches of thick fat fox cock and two huge melon sized balls to match, all nuzzled up against a thick heavy looking sheath. How Mary did not pass out with that monster changing inside her they didn't understand.

Nor were they going to get an answer out of her with how blissed out she looked, laying there with her legs spread wide and her pussy dribbling with fox cum.

“We....we can...you know,.... shrink him down, right?” Tom said. He gestured to Phil as they boy lay there. He was bigger in the ass department then anyone there. There was no way that they could be able to hide it, or possibly even find pants that would fit. And for the body frame, there was no way he'd be able to hide that big of a sheath like the rest would. It would stick out something serious.

“Maybe that's what.....what Atlas meant... about his seed....” Chyna panted as she tried to get her breath back. “Its stops them....growing out of proportion....”

“Geee, you think?” Josh said as he tucked his dripping cock back into his skimpy shorts, albeit with some difficulty. “How the hell are we going to explain this to the boss?” he said.

Tom did not have an answer as he saw Phil manage to crawl himself over to him, his huge ass wobbling back and forth like two huge bean bags as his cock dragged between his legs like a python. Phil grinned up at him, his eyes sparkling with lust as he took the canines cock back into his mouth and began to suck. Clearly, the fennec wasn't done yet as he swallowed that canine cock like it was nothing.

“We...might have to think on that later” he said with a whimper.

The neon sign flickered outside, shining bright in the cloudy night outside. A few people were lined up outside the club, standing behind the velvet rope that kept them from crowding the sidewalk. They were a mix of furs and humans, all of different species and genders. And all dressed for the night.

While the humans dressed more conservatively, the furs were all dressed scantily. Only wearing the barest minimum of what could be considered clothing. They wore their memberships on tags around their necks, or on chains attached to some part of their outfits.

A bouncer stood beside the open doors, checking people off a datapad. The large leather clad orca was dressed in a pair of black leather buckled boots that went up to his knees, a leather codpiece that wrapped around his bubble butt like cheeswire, and a straining black leather harness that creaked with each movement of his large sculpted chest. A black leather hat lay above his handsome muzzle as he checked off each person as to whether they were allowed in or not.

A black limousine suddenly pulled up out of the darkness, parking itself right in front of the entrance of the club. The neon sign was gently reflected in the tinted windows and over the cars almost shimmering surface.

The door on the back opened and a large horse stepped out, easily dwarfing the orca bouncer. With deep ebony fur and a tailored suit that clung to his sculpted body, Atlas cut a figure that took the breath away of everyone standing in line, and caused more then a few boners to spring up. And a few pussys to get moist.

“Evening Chrome” he said to the orca, who gave a tip of his hat to his boss.

“Evening boss. Welcome back” he said with a smile. “How was the trip? “he asked as he allowed another patron into the club.

“Rewarding” Atlas said with a nod as he pulled a large black leather briefcase from the car, although it was big enough to be considered a suitcase. “How were things in the club while I was away?” he asked as he shut the door to the limousine.

“We have a new staff member” Chrome said with a grin as he ticked off another patron.

“Really?” Atlas asked as he was caught off guard.

“Ask Tom, once he's finished his shift. He's got a real interesting story to tell you” Chrome said with a grin on his face. “Plus, we have the tapes in your office to back up the events” he added.

Atlas frowned slightly. This was unexpected news. He hadn't left any available slots open for the club, nor did he leave instructions on getting additional staff. He would definitely have to ask Tom about the new addition when he got him in private.

Letting Chrome get back to his work, Atlas walked right past him as he stepped into the doorway of the club and into the front hall, where he expected to find Chyna standing in front of the coatroom ready to greet the patrons.

He found her there alright, except she was leaning over the window to the coatroom making out with someone rather passionately. Atlas stepped into the hall, seeing she was far to engrossed in kissing whoever it was to notice her boss had just stepped in.

“AHEM” he said as he cleared his throat, which was enough to make her jump. Once she realized who had caught her, a blush spread across her face as she hurriedly tried to cover up her slowly rising erection and make herself look presentable.

“Oh, Atlas. I ...I wasn't expecting you so soon...” she said as she tugged the front of her dress. “It...it's nice ot have you back. You were missed” she said as she straightened herself up.

Atlas didn't say anything as he turned his gaze to the male standing in the coat room. It was a fennec fox, dressed in a very revealing girly outfit. Blue and white stripped leggings that ran from his feet to his thighs, and matching gloves that covered up past his elbows. A belly shirt that barely covered his chest and looked more like a sports bra covered his slender chest. And a matching thong covered what looked like an overstuffed crotch that seemed to just scream ''i'm about to burst''.

“And you are?” Atlas asked as he noticed the fennecs ass. It was huge. Like the boy was carrying a pair of bean bags under his flesh. His ass was easily way bigger then Josh' was. He could easily see it, and the fennec was facing him so it shouldn't have been visible.

“I'm Philly” the fennece said wit ha smile and a blush. Atlas saw a few more details pop out to him. Like the brightly sparkling stud in the foxes tongue. And the bright golden rings in his long ears. And the ones in his eyebrows. And the twin rings on his nipples that bulged through the cloth.

“He's...our new employee” Chyna said as she took a drag on her smoker. It was a short drag that she blew through her nose. “Tom can fill you in on the details. It was his idea” she said rather quickly.

Atlas took one last look at Philly, and noted the red and black colouring on the fennec. It did not take him that long to piece things together.

“Oh, I'm sure he will” he said with a frown. “Chyna, kindly remove yourself from him and find Tom for me” he said firmly. “and drag him to my office.”

“Of course” she said with a nod, and more then a few butterflies in her stomach.

“And get the whip” he added as he stepped out of the hallway and into the club proper.

“Oh, I do not envy being in Toms place” Chyna said as she took a drag on her smoker and blew it into the air. “Although, once he sees those tapes, he'll be coming after the rest of us” she said, and she shuddered to that.