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The end of yet another year drew close at college; a slender, young man sat in class with a yearning expression plastered on his face. He was nothing special; your average, lanky, somewhat nerdy looking 18 year old with dark brown, messy hair.

“Give it up Adam, she is way Way out of your league," a classmate whispered into his ear from behind him.

“Yeah, and have you ever gone out with her?" Adam bit back, not even bothering to look behind lest the tutor caught him.

“Well...no. No one seems to have ever caught Samantha dating any guy. She is always hanging around those girls she shares a campus house with," his friend admitted back to him.

“I know I know...a loser like me probably will never get a chance in with her," he sighed before shaking his head, though who would blame him for yearning? Samantha was a stunner with her lightly tanned skin, perfect hips and an athletic, yet curvy figure and nice rump. And the few times he had caught sight of her eyes, she had lovely, amber coloured eyes that accented her shoulder length blond hair.

“Aw well, cheer up. Half term is coming up so why not come with me and the lads to the fair held this week? Forget about your hopeless romance?"

“Yeah...I guess that sounds a good plan," Adam said with a wistful sigh. He could do with something to do over the week off from studies to do other than moon after a love that would never be his.

*

That following evening, Adam trooped around with his classmates at the back. The fair was quite a sight at night, all lit up, music blaring from all sides, strobe lights glaring from insane rides and all sorts of fast food smells and sweets filling the evening air.

Adam for his part wondered what he came for though as he had a weak constitution and didn't care for the rides.

Most of the time he just looked after their stuff as the rest ventured on the over priced rides, taking the odd picture he found amusing of their terrified faces and whilst videoing one ride that tossed them every direction, nearly was the target of a vomit attack as one or more lost it.

“Now do you see why I don't bother with these rides?" Adam said smugly as he munched on a burger from a vendor lining the street, a bag he had filled with various sweets and snacks to tide him over the weeks break.

“You just don't know how to live it up and take the risks Adam, it is why you are just a hopeless romantic," his friend bit back, still looking somewhat pale in the face.

“Haha, oh yes nothing says 'living it up' then throwing up the hotdog you just ate," Adam laughed out, dodging a badly aimed swipe from him.

Out of the few friends he had, Johnathan, was the only one he really got along with, though they did tend to rib each other.

He suddenly paused before a small caravan that read, 'Fortune Teller.'

The group didn't seem to notice apart from John who paused and looked back at Adam.

“Adam come on, you don't want to bother with stuff like that, it's all fake. They will tell whatever they want to get you to part with your money."

“Yeah I know...but still…" he said, trailing off before Johnathan shrugged and went to catch up with the rest.

“Hey don't go hoping for too much, I can imagine what you want to ask and I can tell you without a crystal ball," he shouted over the crowd, grinning at Adam's glare.

“Sometimes you have to go on a bit of faith," he muttered to himself before knocking on the door.

“Yes?" a deep, husky female voice said from within that made Adam's heart skip a beat at the sultry tone.

“I-I wish to get my fortune told," he said in a higher pitch then normal.

The top half opened, a tall, slender woman with high cheekbones and a very generous bust appeared over the door.

“Hmm," she said, puffing on a pipe and giving the young man a very scrutinizing stare.

It felt like those dark, almond shaped eyes of hers were boring right into his very soul, sizing him and and judging before a smile spread over her face and took the pipe out, blowing a plume of sweet, scented smoke over his head.

“Yes, you may enter," she said as she opened the bottom for him to walk in.

He stood there in hesitation, wondering if he should just catch up with the rest of his friends before her voice pulled him inside.

“Do you want to find out about your future with Samantha or not?" she said from inside, a huge wave of incense assaulting his nose. But all that was forgotten as she knew! She really knew and could read people. There is no way this woman could know any other way, it wasn't like he even posted his feelings on forums so only he and John knew about his unspoken crush.

Walking in, she bowed before closing the door behind with a dull thud, the interior lit only by the incense candles and one overhead lantern.

“Um, h-how much is it for a fortune?" he asked, suddenly nervous to be alone with this strange, intimidating woman.

“Oh it is free for you hon," she said, her voice thick with a foreign accent he couldn't quite place. “Now sit. Let Madam Sariah tell you your fortune."

“U-uhm, okay," Adam said nervously, sitting on the opposite, wooden chair, facing the mysterious woman. “Um don't you need a crystal ball or something?" he said, noticing how nothing was on the table.

“Hah," the woman gave a soft laugh out that surprised him, “only frauds and tricksters use those. No. True divination comes from within. The connecting of minds and peering deep into your soul. Now, give me your hand, young man."

“U-uhm, my hand?" Adam stammered before looking at the door, wondering if he could suddenly bolt out.

It took just that second of a distraction before he found his hand held in her own palms. But it was not the touch he was expecting. They felt smooth, firm...almost scaly or leathery but not in an unpleasant way.

Suddenly, he was no longer in his own body. He seemed to be flying, floating over a void, feeling like something was gently poking, probing at his soul for answers but never too far. And as soon as it had begun it passed and they were in the caravan once again with the perfumed smoke.

“Mmh, how very interesting," she murmured to herself.

Still dazed, Adam wasn't aware of a faintly glowing finger reaching out towards his brow until he felt the sudden contact, followed by a jolt of electricity that ran through him.

Jumping up with heart hammering, he shot off out the caravan without closing the doors and away from the fair.

Staring out after the fleeing young man, a smile crossed her face before turning around to close the door; a red, scaly tail poking out from her clothes as she disappeared from sight.

*

He'd just about ran all the way home, the adrenaline from his panic fueled run slowly gave out as he reached a shaking hand to pull out the key to the shared campus house and slammed it shut behind him.

Collapsing into a chair in near total darkness, he couldn't stop from shaking whilst sweat ran down his brow. “Wh-what the...hell was that?" he gasped to himself. That sensation, as though she had seen into his deepest desire and secrets.

Before he could muse any more to himself in the living area he got a text.

“Dude what the hell happened?! I went back for you after fifteen minutes and you were nowhere near. Everything okay man?"

Adam sighed in weariness, now sat down in the chair he could feel a great weight on his mind. Remaining conscious enough to text a reply he told him the crazy woman gave him something to experience a hallucination before he ran home and wasn't feeling too hot so would go straight to bed.

Soon as he sent the message however, his arms dropped to his sides and his eyelids grew heavy.

He tried to stand, but all energy seemed to be robbed of him before passing out in the chair without a sound.

*

Coming round, Adam gave a blurry look around, his eyes feeling heavy and neck felt like wood.

He realised he was in his own room, and turning to face the small bedroom window, daylight streamed through, stabbing at his eyes and pulling the covers above his head to block the rays out.

A buzz sounded from the phone before pulling it under the covers. Turning the glare option of the phone down to its minimum setting, he saw there was a few messages he had missed from his friend.

He brought up the last message with John telling him he was worried, Adam had been out… “three days?" he groaned. And it seemed the rest of the house mates were concerned as he had been making strange, mewling sounds in his sleep.

Smacking his lips as he woke up, feeling oddly fuzzy which he chalked up to dehydration, he got up and out of bed in slow motion, groaning as his body and bones protested from laying prone for so long. There also seemed to be a pain just below his spine but when he turned, wincing from the stiffness in his neck, he saw nothing to be concerned about.

Shuffling his way to his drawers, he pulled out a pair of boxers before pausing as his attempts to pull them on seemed like it kept making contact with an object, again a curious sensation registering at the base of his spine.

“What the…?" Adam trialed off before his eyes widened in shock.

A tail; a fluffy, spotted, grey and white tail wriggled into existence.

“Wh-wha-what?!" Adam cried out before reaching out, clutching the appendage, feeling nerves respond with the fluffy tip wriggling in his palm.

No sooner had the shock registered when the rest of his form began to suddenly grow hazy like a mirage, grey and white fur springing into existence from his skin.

Shooting to the small mirror in his room, he went slack jawed. Staring back at him wasn't a human, but a bipedal snow leopard. “I-I'm, what am...I?" he whispered, suddenly hearing his voice coming out a lot lighter.

His gaze shot back to his chest as a pair of CC cup breasts poked just through the fur, the black nipples standing firm and proud. Another hand, paw? Shot down, past the flare of her wide flare of his hips and grabbed his crotch, his now toned legs clamping shut when his mind reeled in horror at the missing cock. He had become a freak...and a female in the process?

Opening her muzzle, she screamed a high pitched note, attracting the attention of her housemates.

“A girl, when did…?" John stopped as he threw the door open, the other three stopping to stare at the sight. “What…" he said quietly, Adam casting him a fearful look before he cried out, “Monster!"

The other three shot downstairs and rattled through draws for something to use as a weapon.

“Please John it's me, Adam," she said, her blue eyes wide in terror as she tried to approach him, only for a yell and a foot lashed out, catching her in the head, making her recoil.

Holding her head with a look of dismay, her gaze shot to the window before throwing it open, only for him to pin her down.

“Get off of me! Let me go John!" she cried out, thrashing under him.

“No way, I don't know how you know my name monster but you are not getting out of here alive!" he growled as she wrestled to keep her pinned.

“Get...OFF!" Adam cried, her fur suddenly turning to fire, setting his clothing ablaze as he quickly rolled off her, hastily stripping the burning clothing off.

Unsure of how she had managed that, she wasted no time before shooting out of the window and, surprisingly, landed on all fours as easily as jumping a step.

Smoke began billowing from the upstairs window as the burning clothing started setting the carpet on fire; loud, frantic voices shouting as they tried extinguishing the fire.

Running across the housing areas, more and more of the students cried out in alarm before she ran into something that felt as solid as a truck, yet there was nothing there.

A figure stepped over her, she couldn't make out the face but the voice she recognised.

“You know, you're making remaining hidden a real chore for us," the voice said.

“S-Samantha…?" Adam croaked out, trying to sit up.

“Shh, sleep, sleeeep," the voice commanded followed by hands pushing her to lay down.

“No...I don't...want...to," Adam whispered the last as a miasma engulfed her mind, forcing her into a slumber.

*

As Adam came to with a groan, the first thing that surprised her was that she was waking up at all. She had expected them to all end her there and then for the monster she had become.

Propping herself up with a pained grunt, her head throbbed horribly. The next thing that surprised her was the scent of perfume, and not the cheap stuff either but the stuff you usually paid for on a full days wage.

Daring to open her eyes, she looked to the ceiling, and then noticed how spacious the bed seemed to feel that she rested on. Sitting up, she looked around at the sky blue paint job, the dressers and full body mirrors and an assortment of perfumes dotted about before looking at the pink covers, noticing she was on one of those fancy, circular beds that could fit four or five at once.

Then she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror, no, his reflection. He saw that he was once again Adam, the human, not a female beast.

“Well well," a light, female voice drifted in humor from the open doorway, “I never would have guessed that was you, Adam."

His head snapped to the right as he recognised the owner of the voice.

There, leaning against the frame of the doorway, stood Samantha in all her blond haired, blue eyed glory.

“S-S-Sam, I uhh, wha," Adam stumbled, his tongue getting tied at her addressing him directly and in such a familiar setting.

“It is just an illusion, you know," she said as she pushed off the frame and walked slowly towards him, her blond curls bouncing with every step. “And no, not what you are thinking, but that form you are looking at is false, your magic casting an illusion of what you perceive as normal."

“What do you mean? Th-that couldn't have been real what I saw, what happened. It was something this crazy woman gave me to hallucinate was all. See?" He said to convince her, and himself that it had been nothing than a crazy dream as he passed his hand across the bottom of his spine...only yo make contact once again with something thick and furry before his form dissolved before his very eyes in front of the mirror.

“I told you, you are now like us, above humanity and able to weave magic," Samantha said as she crossed her arms under her bust.

“How can you be so calm?! Like you? You are a human though, so how…" his voice trailed off as her form shimmered before resolving into a shapely looking black wolf. She was everything Samantha was but in wolf form with a long black mane instead of her blond and her perfect, round D cups poking through the chest fur. Her blue eyes stared with an intensity from her dark furred face as though able to pierce his soul.

Adam's eyes bugged out, his muzzle snapped open to scream only, when the breath left him he was surprised to hear not a sound, not even a squeak.

A black furred, short clawed hand held out in his direction, seeming to draw the sound away from his muzzle.

“You do that, and we'll have to modify more memories which has already tasked the girls enough," she said with a scowl, paws on her hips.

The sound of a door opening and closing heralded the arrival of her housemates, the sound of multiple feet traipsing up the stairs.

“Oh boy that's the last of them, I'm beat. I was hardly able to keep the illusion going I was that spent," one of her friends said, a short, auburn haired female with freckles said before her form too shimmered, revealing herself to be a female Lynx.

Another came through, her form too giving way to show her off to be a rather cute looking, giant bunny.

“Oh he's awake is he?" she said, her nose wriggling just as a spiky haired female shoved by, her form giving way to a raccoon.

“What...is going on here?" Adam said in a barely audible whisper.

“We are what is known as nature born, a select group that carry a special gene. Past the age of 12, our true forms come out and we become part animal, giving us access to a very special talent. An ability to cast magic. But you...you seem to have been meddled with, and there is no going back for you now Adam.

“What do you mean no going back?" Adam cried out, her tail lashing in agitation, “I never asked for this!" the changed Snow Leopard looked on the verge of a complete freak out before the black Wolf sat on the bed next to her and pressed a paw to Adam's head, a sudden surge of calmness overtaking her.

“Listen, there are few who get to experience this, an ascension above the throng of humanity. We keep things stable on this planet, making sure the world isn't torn apart by the idiots who think they are in power. You'd aspire to more than you ever could be as a human."

Letting Sam's words sink in, she wanted to freak, to rebel, to be angry but whatever she had cast on her had a good grip.

“And...what if I still want to be a guy? What if I want to be back to how I was so I'd least have a chance at...been with you?" she said, her face fur fluffing and ears glowing in a feline blush.

Taken aback briefly by her proclamation of love, the girls in the room giggled before a wide grin traveled across her wolf muzzle.

“I'll tell you this now Adam, you have a much better chance of been with me as you are than if you were a male."

“Y-you mean...you are…?"

“Lesbian?" Sam said, standing up as her long brush of a tail wagged as thoughts began brewing in her mind as to how they would 'initiate' her into her fold.

Standing up, she walked calmly towards the rest of the girls, her hips swaying seductively as she wrapped an arm around each whilst the third girl crouched at her feet like a servant.

“So Adam, want to become part of my harem and learn what it truly means to live?"

*

The next few weeks proved to be quite an eye opener for Adam. First she was taught how to cast simple spells such as levitation, masking her footsteps and other simple spells. Then...the education really begun.

She still lived in her old place on campus thanks to still thinking of herself as Adam, but as time went on and she slowly began to open up to exploring her new body, after much embarrassment and hesitation, keeping her male look became an increasingly difficult affair.

And then there was Sam...god never in her lifetime did she think she would be looked at with such hunger as she did her whenever she attended their 'private lessons.' Samantha knew what she was doing though; she knew the more she just teased and let Adam know the more she wanted her. But it was up to her to make the first move, the more the Snow Leopard would want it.

And then one day as Adam was going to Sam's place on the weekend, her friend John called out to him.

“Hey Adam, you going off to Sam for your 'Special lessons?'" he said in a bitter voice.

“Look I didn't know you also had a crush on her, you never said anything," she grumbled, her male, human hands curling into fists as she fought to hold back the anger. He had grown increasingly cold as he saw her disappear on a weekly basis in the direction of the girls living quarters and was even seen on an increasing basis to be talking after lessons with her.

“That's because I thought you would never have a chance, I thought I was cool for time" He griped back, putting venom in his words. “What is your deal anyways? You've behaved even odder than usual plus how?! How did you get one of the hottest girls on campus to even look your way when she ignores all the guys?"

“That's because...because…" Adam said, faltering as she almost blurted out she only liked females. She was female though now, and she was wanting her more and more. To explore where every other guy would never get to try, and she was becoming proud of that fact.

“Because what? Because you...you…" John trailed off as he saw Adam's form suddenly seeming to start shifting, becoming curvier and something growing on his chest as his short hair was replaced by shoulder length, flowing dark hair.

Looking down at what John was staring at, Adam's eyes flew wide before turning round and ran towards Samantha's dorms.

Slamming the door shut behind her, she nearly caught her invisible tail in the doorframe.

Footsteps suddenly sounded from the stairs, “Adam, what is the deal with slamming…" she paused, seeing the now female human illusion her magic casted. Her lips curled into a smirk as she knew she had him now. Adam looked upon herself as a female, and she so desperately wanted Samantha's body that she could smell the desperation.

“What is happening to me?" Adam mewled as her knees shook, “I-I was talking to John, things got heated and then...then…" she paused as she remembered been proud of being a female.

“Your illusionary form reflects how you think of yourself, so does this mean that you now accept who and what you are Adam?" Samantha said in a low, sultry voice, descending the steps as though she had all the time in the world.

“What? N-no, I am a male...I am...inside...I...am…" Adam's defiant protests trailed off as Samantha closed the distance between them. Sure they had been in close quarters before, but the lust the Snow Leopard saw in her eyes, lust for her, FOR her body.

The thought alone made her weak in the knees, her legs trembling as Samantha ran a dark paw over her muzzle, licking her lips as though savoring a meal.

Lifting her up with a strength that surprised Adam, she found herself carried up the stairs to her bedroom. She wanted to protest, that she wasn't some love starved kitten to be carried but the purr from her betrayed any protest she would have made.

Depositing her gently on the large, pink sheeted round bed, Adam felt her face heat up, wondering if she felt any more embarrassed if her fur would spontaneously combust.

“Now Adam, no, I don't think Adam suits you now," Samantha said with a sultry growl, “maybe Angela?"

“A-as in Angel?" Adam mewled out, squirming as she felt a need stir in her loins, becoming more and more hot and wet under her ill fitting male clothes.

“You don't like it?" Sam said, her voice carrying disappointment.

“I don't know," Adam mumbled, “I'm still coming to terms with who I am now…" she said the last in a whisper.

When next she looked at Sam, she was right in front of her. When did she get so close without her knowing?

Then she noticed her blue eyes, they had shifted to a bright purple colouration and...she had black wings and a pair of small horns now sprouting from her head?

Alarm registered all over her brain, scotting right up to the edge of the bed. “What are you?" she cried out, her scent...it was fogging her brain up. She was losing her willpower to...whatever Sam actually was.

“I was going to explain it to you if you gave me a chance, now please, come to the centre," she said in a commanding tone which Adam obeyed much to her dismay.

“You see, I am a wolf, but my father was an incubus, and so I inherited that accursed side also. In order to live forever I must consume the soul of a mortal once every ten years…" she trailed off as shock registered in Adam's eyes, “realx, I refuse to do so. But I need the sexual lust and energy exhibited still by mortals and since females tend to have more stamina, I tailored my tastes to them, which after my first coupling turned me into a full on lesbian. But I need to feed daily to keep my power, and such a toll can also kill a mortal. So I chose those gifted already in magic since a feeding from them can satisfy me for a few days, and a number of bed mates so we'd all be happy. I want you in my harem, Adam, because I really like what I see and having got to know you, you are a very sweet individual."

Every word sunk into the bespelled feline before she suddenly found she had full control once again over her mind. Her gaze locked with Sam's, her tail tip twitching back and forth with her conflicting thoughts before sighing. She could still smell her alluring scent, but it didn't paralyze her mind any more.

“You have told me in good faith and you wouldn't have released me from your magic if you didn't trust me. And to be honest...I have wanted you for the last two years Sam. Since we're finishing next summer, time is short...if I can spend my life with you, then I will be happy to share," Adam said before leaning in to kiss her.

She hesitated however, but Sam closed the distance and thrust her muzzle in, locking muzzles awkwardly with their differently shaped muzzles but somehow she made it work.

Her feline nose flared, drinking up her powerful scent, a heady mix of female, wolf and something intoxicating which she assumed to be the Succubus scent.

Arms wrapped around each other, they rolled across the bed before Sam ended up on top looking large, powerful, dominating.

Sitting up as she straddled the spotted feline, she pulled her top off, revealing there to be nothing else underneath as her perfect, D cups bounced free, already stiff and hard. She discarded her bottoms and panties, and as Adam made to remove her own clothing, she realised it was already discarded on the floor.

“Don't give me that look Angela, I am a pro after all, I've been doing this kind of thing since I was 13," she said, emphasizing the statement with a lick of her lips before locking muzzles again with her, coaxing the feline to relax more and more into the moment and open a part of herself up.

Her words caused her need to become a raging inferno as images of all the girls in the house came to mind, all entwined in sinful pleasure. Her feline tongue became bolder and more intense with her advances. Adam's squirming became grinding, their young bodies rubbing along the other, the curious contrasting texture of their fur gliding across their bodies. Sam's longer wolf nipples rubbing over her own nipples, sparks of pleasure shooting through her body as she was guided through the sensations of lesbian love making.

Sam moved against Adam, threading her leg through the feline's own so their pussies touched and rubbed. The more their pussies ground together the more Adam felt their juices flowing, mixing, until she could feel something bump into a protrusion from her own new slit.

“N-nnh?!" Adam grunted as a shock of pleasure ran straight up her spine, he claws flexing to rake down the wolf's arms.

“Mmh, that is called a clitoris, you do things like this see?" the black, horned wolf reached a paw between their meshed slits before squeezing something that sent electricity coursing through her, her pussy responding to the treatment as a wet squelch could be heard between her thighs, a river running from her gaping slit.

“Mmh my my, you are good and wet aren't you? Think it is time to feast on your energy dear Angela," Sam said in a seductive, husky whisper into her ear.

A shiver of anticipation ran through Adam, more and more her mind was seduced by every touch, word and smell as her enhanced senses became more and more overwhelmed.

Sam made her way down her body, stopping to lick each perky nipple, rolling the flesh in her muzzle. Her muzzle hung slack and her breath came out in hot gasps, feeling that warm, wet muzzle surrounding her new flesh before moaning as she felt the absence of her muzzle.

The disappointed groan was soon cut off though as she felt her tongue drag across her puffy, feline slit.

“Oh look at you, you are just like a needy whore," Sam growled playfully as Adam spread her legs in a split, her arching hips begging for her treatment.

“I-I am n-not…" Adam began in protest, looking down as her ears glowed bright red, only to stop in her defence once she saw how soaking wet her thighs were and the playful, hungry look in Sam's beautiful, wolf face.

Wasting no more time, Sam shivered with anticipation as she had not feasted these last few days; her girls were starting to feel the drain on their bodies even with her sharing between three. A fourth would be just the answer to keep them all safe and Adam was a god sent. Her changed form was beautiful, her scent was inviting and she was so cute when shy or embarrassed.

Spreading the soaked labia with her thumbs, she gently slipped slipped her tongue inside her depths, pausing as she felt the tensing of her thighs before venturing deeper inside her.

“A-ahh! Ffff-uck!" Adam cried out, shivering and trembling from head to fluffy tail as she felt that skilled tongue touch her unexplored depths.

Every suck, bite and fondle of her womanhood had her squirt a jet of female arousal into Samantha's muzzle which she swallowed with relish, like savouring an exotic delicacy. Both females breathing grew heated and laboured with Adam's spotted breasts jiggling with every ragged breath and Sam's to bounce and dance under her form.

Her blue eyes were riveted on the black furred form, watching as the wings on her back fluttered the more she drank of her, the bouncing of her large, swaying breasts and the sweet, seductive scent the own wolf's sex released, only heightening the pleasure and desire for release.

All of a sudden, a smirk crossed Sam's dark muzzle as she hefted Adam's spotted furred legs around her shoulders, the feline crying out in alarm before burying her muzzle back into her wet feast.

“Ahhh! Ffff-fuck! Fuck!!" Adam screamed out, her thighs tightening around her slender shoulders.

Mewling at the intensity of her tongue fucking, her back arched up off the bed, the feeling of those wolf teeth brushing across her thick pussy lips making her mind go blank with pleasure.

With her muzzle pressed firmly up to her passage, just shy of entering her and furiously attacking her clit, Adam suddenly felt her pleasure spike.

“S-Sam! I'm cummiiiing!" Adam mewled out, sounding more like an excited kitten than a large cat, her hands gripped the succubus wolf horns, actually pressing the muzzle through her labia, forming a bulge in her groin as her muzzle became soaked through with sexual juices. A giggle sounded from Sam as she breathed inside her, the air filling her up as she drank and drank deep of her juices, tail flailing in satisfaction.

“Haah, aah, o-ooohhhh!" Adam moaned in bliss, her humps into her muzzle slowing as the drain finally started to hit her with the silvery pelt growing dark. She slumped on the bed, twitching as she felt Sam withdraw her muzzle and clean up her labia and outer area with practiced expertise.

Crawling up her body, Sam laid chest to chest with Adam, her arms wrapping around to pull the shaking feline close, sticky crotches touching in the most intimate way before pulling the breathless feline in for a passionate kiss.

“Welcome to my harem Angela," Samantha whispered as she let the poor feline breathe, her wings and horns fading back into her body.

“Angela...yes...that is my name now," the bespelled feline sighed in tired contentment, happy she could be with the one she had fixated on for so long.

Epilogue: One month later.

The Christmas period drew close, and along with their studies, there had been a lot of magic work to do. There were so many memories to modify, especially in Adam's family. Whilst they worked around the issue, Sam helped her to keep the male illusion going until they had done enough to make Adam pass for having always being born a female, or Angela now as she was called.

Over the past few weeks she had grown more adept with her new gifts, able to conjure a flame and levitate certain objects, though far from what the other girls were capable of such as teleporting, transforming items and getting in tune with their natural side for talking to animals.

Today would be their last day together for tomorrow they all had plans to visit family over the festive period, so tonight they were making it a special occasion for Adam for Angela, by giving her her first orgy.

Over the weeks the spotted feline had grown more brave with her interactions with the others, but she had made a special bond with the Lynx who she now knew as Kate. It seemed been of the same species helped in rubbing off on each other.

The rabbit and Racoon laid slumped on the giant bed as Sam finished them off, drawing their energy into a bottle that would help sustain her whilst they were apart, their moans slowly quieting to whimpers of tired pleasure.

Adam and Kate laid curled in a 69 on the bed, dining on each other as their rough tongues worked a treat to tease the other, the lynx's smaller breasts getting frequent teasings by Angela's furred tail.

“Okay girls, lay chest to chest please," Sam said in a sultry, commanding tone.

Obeying, they reluctantly paused their pleasured teasing before going chest to chest, the lynx's smaller breasts becoming lost in Angela's thick furred belly.

Laying under their touching pussies, Sam began her magic, her skilled tongue brushing and teasing both sets of feline pussies whilst two unstoppered bottles laid beneath them,

“Oh! Unnh! S-Sam! Kate!" Angela mewled as she ground against the smaller feline, her tail lifting in acceptance before finding her moaning muzzle filled with the other's as their sandpaper tongues explored and roamed the others muzzle.

Lust filled moans sounded from across the bed with the other two starting to grow aroused once more, the succubus wolf's scent was insatiable as she grew more and more aroused and intoxicated the females further before a full blown orgy was on once more.

Their muzzles parting from each other, Angela and Kate cried out as they came at once, pussies spurting as arms wrapped around each other, riding out the waves of pleasure they shared with each other whilst Sam focussed on drawing their magic filled essences into bottles, stoppering with a magic seal to keep them fresh.

Patting the side next to her, Samantha bade the others join them as Kate and Angela collapsed in a pleasured pile, the five snuggling with each other and in turn with Samantha.

“I'm going to miss you girls over the holidays, but we'll be back together soon, I promise," Sam said in a soft whisper to them, threading her arms around to cuddle each of her girls.

“Yes...we'll always be together," Angela sighed, sticky with the rest of them and tired but happy.

She knew that over the holiday period, only one thing would be on her mind, and that would be to be back with Sam, Kate and the rest.