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The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a
wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent.
Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop.
If she blushed, you couldn't tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep
black fur. The tip of her black tail, weighted down with a golden metal
band, twitched, possibly in annoyance at the attention. Her raven black
hair was tied in a delicate braid and nearly hidden in the fur covering
her.
She reached up with shortened fingers and they could all see the raised
pink and black pads lining the bottom of her hand. The fur covering her
hand and wrist was sleek and shined in the muted fluorescent lights.
Small claws extended from hidden sheaths as she flexed to take her jacket
off.
The woman's boyfriend took her jacket. He smiled, showing brilliant
white teeth and the start of his own fangs. A small line of golden fur
ran from his nose to his forehead and a few white whiskers shifted when
he grinned. Unlike his girlfriend, he loved the attention.
The woman walked through the bar and a few men strained to see the swell
of her breasts in the fur-lined cleavage she showed. She was barefoot
and seemed to posses an unnatural grace in her movements. Everyone
watched her and her boyfriend smirked at them all.
Slowly, very slowly, conversations started again.
"Do you think his cock has spikes?" Liam asked his friend quietly.
"Jesus, man," Jacob hissed, staring at his half-finished glass of beer.
"He can probably hear you from over there."
"Who cares," Liam shrugged. "I just want to know if it's all inclusive
or if they can mix and match or what."
The man stood with his girlfriend at the bar. She turned and offered her
cheek and the man licked the girl's furry cheeks with an unnaturally
large tongue.
"Damn," Jacob whispered. He stared at the couple while they ordered
their drinks and settled in. He felt a twinge of jealousy while he
watched them laugh and talk and touch. "Damn."
Talk around the bar was muted. Almost respectful. People like the man
and woman were still a rare sight. The treatments were horribly
expensive and there were protests worldwide regarding the ethics involved
- and not just from religious groups. The scientific community warred
from within and even the most reasonable of them worried about the long
term implications and effects on the human body. Only a few clinics
offered the treatments and they were constantly under protest.
"Would you?" Liam asked, sipping his beer.
"What?" Jacob asked.
"Would you get it done if you could?"
Jacob continued to stare. The woman's thick fur glistened in the light
and she laughed, placing a hand against her chest. The man pressed his
cheek against hers and they nuzzled briefly.
He wondered what it would be like. How it would feel. She looked like
she enjoyed it. No, Jacob thought. She loves it. The way she moves and
smiles and glances around the room, soaking up the attention. She loves
all of it. What would that be like? To be someone else? Unique and the
center of attention wherever you went?
"Well?" Liam prodded.
"Y- yeah," Jacob mumbled. "Yeah. I think I would."
"Damn straight," his friend replied. "What'd you get? I'd go for a
fucking lion. I'd be fucking massive."
"I don't even care," Jacob told him, glancing at the couple. "Just. Not
me. Anything else."
"Bullshit," Liam laughed. "You don't have anything you'd rather be?
Wolf? Lizard something so you could be like a dragon or some shit?"
"No, man," Jacob said, finally looking away. "Really wouldn't care. Any
of it would be amazing. I'm 23 years old and a nobody with nowhere to
go. I'd take anything."
"Huh." Liam grabbed his phone when it suddenly buzzed. "Oh, hey, Jake
is at the club. Want to go?"
Jacob glanced at the strange woman and felt his cock stir. Not at lust
for her but at the thought of how it must feel to walk around like that.
"Yeah, fuck it," Jacob told him, pressing his palm against his erection
for a moment. "I'd like that."
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The two men stepped into the strip club and looked around, their eyes
adjusting to the near dark. Electronica played over the speakers while
the DJ announced the next girl dancing on the main stage. Finally, they
spotted their friend at the bar surrounding the stage.
"Hey Jake!" Liam said, clapping his friend on the back. "How's it been
lately?"
"Good, man," Jake told them. Their friend was slightly older and tired
looking with a 5 o'clock shadow. He licked his lips and looked around
the room quickly. "Just started a new job, you know?"
"Oh man, cool, cool," Liam said. "I know you've been looking, man.
What'd you find?"
Jacob and Liam settled in at the bar beside their friend. A young,
attractive woman in a corset and fishnet stockings came over to take
their drink order and then walked away. Jacob watched her, admiring the
young woman's ass.
"Ah, it's like a concierge," Jake said, sipping his drink.
"A what now?" Liam asked.
"I, you know, get things for people. Set stuff up. That crap."
"Errand boy?"
"Yeah, sure, man. Like that. Hey, Jacob!" Jake yelled, tapping his
friend on the shoulder. "Man, they're doing a karaoke competition
tonight with a free private dance for the winner. You need to get in on
that shit, man. I know you could win it."
"Oh," Jacob laughed nervously. "No way, man. No way. No way I get up
in front of all these horny fucks."
"Come on," Jake shouted. "I heard you sing, man. You've got the voice
of an angel. It's not right but it's so fucking good."
"Pass!" Jacob told him. He eyed the lady on the stage as she stripped
off her bra. Her breasts were fake but huge. "Not happening."
"Fine, man, fine," Jake said, licking his lips again. "Hey, I'm going to
go check on the drinks. I'll be right back."
Jacob watched the woman on stage as she worked the pole, wrapping her leg
around and twirling before lowering herself to the stage. She bounced
her bare ass to shouts of lewd encouragement from the crowd. A tap on
his shoulder made him jerk around.
"Here," Jake told him, holding out a dark glass. "Got your drinks.
Liam, here!"
Liam took his drink but then grinned as a half-naked woman whispered in
his ear. He said something in return and then walked off with the girl,
hand-in-hand. Jake frowned for a moment and then grinned at Jacob.
"Drink up, man!" Jake shouted, tipping his drink back.
A new dancer walked on stage, a lithe black girl, and Jacob drank quickly
while she worked her routine.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the DJ said over the speakers. "The beautiful
Mystique will be finishing in just a moment and then we'll start the
karaoke contest! The winner gets an hour private dance with his or her
favorite dancer in the VIP lounge."
"-ob!" Jake shouted.
"What?" Jacob said, turning slowly. The room seemed to take a moment to
catch up and he blinked. Why's it so hot in here?
"Hey, bud," Jake said. "You, uhh, you doing okay?"
The young man scratched at his chest and pressed his cold glass against
his forehead. The coolness felt good against his skin. The soft
material of his white tank top scratched against his chest and nipples
and he shifted, rubbing at his cock as a soft moan escaped his lips.
"Yeah, m'fine," Jacob said. "Where's Liam?"
"Fucker's getting another lap dance," Jake frowned. "I'm sure he'll be
back. I think I'll go get him. Kinda rude leaving us here, you know?
And his drink's getting warm."
"I'm warm," Jacob giggled. Two bumps formed on his shirt as his tiny
nipples swelled slowly, the skin surrounding them twisting and puckering
into the start of areolas. He felt flushed and tossed back his drink,
finishing it in one gulp to wipe a hand across his mouth.
Jake stood, staring at his friend. The young man placed a hand on
Jacob's shoulder and Jacob shivered at his touch. Jake squeezed his
friend's shoulder and then traced a quick finger up the other man's neck.
Jacob moaned in his seat.
"That feels good," Jacob, smiling as his cheeks turned red from the
sudden excitement building in the pit of his stomach. He pressed his
cheek against the man's hand.
Leaning in, Jake hesitated, his mouth close to his friend's ear. "Go
sing for us," Jake whispered. "Show them who you are."
"I-" Jacob said, turning to look at his friend. His eyes bulged when
Jake kissed him quickly. He felt the shock to his toes and opened his
mouth invitingly but Jake stepped back, wiping his mouth.
"Sorry," Jake whispered. "I'm sorry, man." He turned and walked quickly
away.
Jacob reached for his friend and then pulled his hand back. He touched
his lips in confusion. Did- did that really happen? I'm- I'm not gay.
I just- what in the world? His cock throbbed painfully in his pants,
stuck awkwardly at an angle. The young man shivered and then scratched
his arms while his head swam.
"Excuse me," a deep, cultured voice said at Jacob's elbow. "You're next
on stage, Jacob."
Tiny holes opened along Jacob's arms and he continued to scratch at the
itch within.
"What?" Jacob asked. It took him a moment to realize what the man meant.
"Oh, oh no, I'm not singing."
The man, and older trim gentlemen with a salt and pepper beard leaned in
to Jacob. Jacob shivered and breathed deeply. The man's smell seemed to
surround him, to caress him and he felt the small hairs stir at the back
of his neck.
"Oh," Jacob said, blinking rapidly. Something moved in the pit of his
stomach. Something deep within that felt slick and hot and intense. He
leaned into the man, brushing his cheek and shivering as the older man's
beard scratched along his smooth skin. Before he could stop himself, he
kissed the man's neck where the scent was the strongest. "Oh. Oh."
"They're waiting for you," the man said. Gently, he pressed his hand
against Jacob's chest, pushing him back.
Jacob blinked. He'd wrapped his arms around the man at some point. He
blinked again and his lashes slowly lengthened, thick and black. He
pressed a hand against his mouth, dragging his fingers along his lips.
Jacob turned his upper body to brush his swollen nipple against the man's
hand and the older man smiled before pulling his hand away.
"They're waiting," he told Jacob again. This time, he took Jacob's hand
in his and pulled the younger man up. Jacob blushed and looked down at
the ground. His ears burned and he couldn't seem to form words. And he
didn't want to let the man's hand go.
The older man led Jacob to the side of the stage and Jacob followed, eyes
closed as he took in the smell coming from the man. He couldn't tell
what scent it was. It didn't smell like anything but the pull of it was
undeniable.
"Up you go," the older man told Jacob, raising his hand.
"K-" Jacob blushed. He looked down, his ears burning. He swallowed and
shuddered and pressed his thighs together. He ached deep in his stomach.
The words escaped his lips before he could take them back. "Kiss me."
The older man smiled and wrapped his arm around Jacob tenderly. He
pulled the young man close and kissed him briefly.
"Come back to me," he whispered in the young man's ears.
"Yes!" Jacob whispered fiercely. Lights swirled and the room swam and
Jacob hugged himself, gasping at how sensitive he felt. He felt like
something important was just out of reach and slipping further away and
so he hugged himself even tighter.
The young man stared at the steps and then looked back, his eyes pleading
with the older man. The man waved him on and he bit his lip, blushing
and taking a step up. The crowd cheered for him and he swallowed again,
walking up to the stage. He rubbed at his lower back, feeling a dull
aching pain above his ass but then, he stopped and stared at the crowd
before him.
A single microphone stood at the front of the stage. Beyond that was a
translucent screen with the words "Sway - Anita Kelsey" displayed at the
top.
Jacob swallowed and scratched at his nose. Muscles shifted in his sides
and bones reshaped in his hips. He barely felt the skin around his hips
and ass tighten as fat grew beneath the surface. His shorts tightened to
contain the soft, gentle swell of his feminine hips. The front of his
now-tight pants bulged against his throbbing erection. He kept catching
the man's scent and it sent shocks down to his stomach.
A slow beat began and the crowd settled. Grew quiet. Jacob rubbed his
arms against his sides. His skin crawled and green coloring appeared in
the holes lining his arms. He found himself nearly hypnotized by the
beat.
Unable to contain himself, Jacob spread his arms and light green feathers
sprouted from his skin. The crowd cheered wildly and Jacob thrilled at
the attention. His tailbone bulged further and the skin around the base
of his spine opened to show the tips of his tail feathers beginning to
grow.
"When marimba rhythms start to play," he cooed, singing along with the
words slowly scrolling along the screen. He moved his new, wide hips to
the sound of the music, rocking them back and forth. Small green and
yellow feathers pushed forth from his inner thighs and he found himself
rubbing them together. Their touch sent shivers down his spine. "Dance
with me, make me sway."
His lower back bulged, pushing his shorts down and the young man was so
lost in his song that he didn't even notice the head of his cock peeking
above the band. Tiny feathers sprouted along his cheeks, his skin
opening briefly to let them free. They shone, wetly, in the bright
lights but quickly dried.
"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore," Jacob sang, pointing at random people
in the crowd. The feathers along his arms grew longer and longer,
anchoring themselves to his bones to form strong wings. His tank top
lifted as the skin around his nipples bulged, exposing the soft swell of
his growing breasts. Light grey feathers sprouted along his shoulders.
"Hold me close, sway me more."
The crowd was silent again. Even the hostess and servers sat quietly.
Watching the young man change. It was a very, very select group of
people that were in attendance but Jacob and Liam would never know
exactly how elite the group was. The older man that had spoken with
Jacob earlier watched from the side, a small smile on his lips.
"Like a flower bending in the breeze," on the shift in tone on 'bending',
Jacob's voice cracked and rose higher in pitch. The small bump of his
Adam's Apple melted away to leave smooth, pink skin behind. However, as
before, holes briefly appeared as bright yellow feathers sprouted from
his throat. The yellow feathers grew down the young man's chest,
disappearing into his shirt. "Bend with me, sway with ease."
Sweat rolled down Jacob's back and his heart hammered deep in his chest
but he couldn't stop singing. Endorphins and hormones rushed through his
body and the thrill of the performance emboldened him.
Jacob flourished and his wings spun him. As he twirled, his tail
feathers burst from the bulge at the base of his spine. The heavy, wide
feathers flared and shifted as he moved and he felt the tug against his
back. He turned and smiled, never missing a beat. The young man's shirt
pulled tight against his still growing breasts, his large nipples tenting
the fabric. The shirt lifted to expose his belly and the small 'happy
trail' of hairs flaked away. Tiny orange feathers sprouted along his
now-slim belly to replace the hairs.
"When we dance, you have a way with me;" on the phrase 'a way with me'
Jacob smiled and winked at a handsome man at the bar and the man blew a
kiss in return. Jacob blushed as his cheekbones shifted beneath the soft
coat of feathers on his face. The sides of his large breasts protruded
from the gaps of his shirt and he pressed them together, biting his lip
at the sensation. With another wink, he continued. "Stay with me, sway
with me."
The young man ran his fingers through his hair, stroking the feathers
growing from his scalp. Long and luxurious, he slicked them back as he
rocked his hips in time to the beat. His own hair fell to the ground
around him to leave the emerald 'hair' feathers in their place.
"Other dance-" Jacob faltered, bowing his head and his breasts hung
beneath him as his huge tail feathers lifted up, spreading to
counterbalance him. The bridge of his nose bowed and swelled and he spat
teeth. The young man fell to one knee as his eyes watered in pain. His
upper jaw bulged as his gums joined with his lips and spread thin,
keratin forming beneath the surface and growing up to connect to his
nose.
The young man touched his growing beak carefully, feeling the soft,
smooth, thin skin covering it. He breathed in and coughed. His bottom
gums and lips fused and the hard material formed in place of his bottom
teeth. He worked his changed mouth, feeling the way his beak hooked over
his bottom jaw. Slowly, the pain faded.
Jacob's tail feathers lay against his his legs. He could feel a sharp
pain in his toes as the four toes next to his big toes merged, leaving
three large toes in place. The skin at the heel of his foot split and
sharp claws sliced through the back of his shoes. Bones and muscle and
nerves formed within, connecting his new back toe to his foot.
Groaning, he went to his hands and knees, feeling his heavy breasts pull
at his back and chest as he moved. There was a strange heat between his
legs and pain deep in the bones of his feet. His ankle moved, pushing
his feet away. The skin along his calves hardened and swelled just as
thick muscles grew in his thighs. His ass swelled further and his shorts
tore at the sides, exposing him to the crowd.
A slit formed just above the young man's testicles. He gasped as the air
brushed his newly forming pussy. Above that, his cock hung limp and
useless against a soft down of feathers. Those feathers shifted when his
pubic bones reshaped to contain his change. His testicles pulled into
his body while his uterus formed. Sweat dripped down his feathered torso
and he cried out with a high, feminine voice.
The sound of tearing fabric filled the air when Jacob's shoes split,
unable to contain his lengthening toes. They grew out thick with hard,
ropy skin.
Despite the pain in his feet, Jacob shivered and moaned. His slick, new
pussy was pulsing. Already engorged, his wetness dripped to the stage,
glistening in the bright lights. A small fold of skin formed, hidden
behind tiny green feathers and his cock shrunk. Slowly. Slowly his
manhood drew into his body, the flared head pulling tight against his
shaft until it slipped under the hood to form his clit.
At some point, the music had stopped. The crowd was utterly silent.
Jacob was on his hands and knees, his pussy steadily dripping while he
gasped from the feel of it throbbing between his soft, feathered thighs.
Muscles tugged in his back and his tail feathers spread and lifted,
fanning his scent to the club. Showing his desires. The feathers along
his head stood at full attention.
"Please," Jacob gasped, looking up at the crowd with large eyes
surrounded by a ring of gray feathers. He bit carefully at his bottom
lip with his small, hooked beak and spread his thighs with his raised
tail. Damp micro feathers, green mixed with yellow slowly sprouted from
his soft breasts, already soaked from the sweat of his body. His voice
was sultry and lustful. "Oh god, please."
The older man from before stepped onto the stage and reached a hand for
the young man. Jacob took it, stumbling on his new legs. Despite his
long legs and feet, his ankle flexed backwards now and he was shorter
than he'd been.
"My name is Thomas," the older man said. He ran a hand down Jacob's
sweat-soaked shirt and further down along the small, silky feathers
covering the young man's ass. Jacob gasped and pressed himself hard
against the man, moaning as his large breasts flattened against the man's
suit.
Thomas led Jacob offstage. They passed a blushing woman with distant
eyes who giggled. She barked and covered her mouth with a small hand
before giggling again and taking her place on stage.
Jacob followed Thomas. Followed the cloying scent that seemed to
surround the man. The smell that made him weak and hot. That made the
empty ache between his thighs flare.
The two entered a small room and Jacob placed a small, girlish hand
against his feathered chest. Liam lay naked on the couch, slowly pumping
his erect cock.
"Heeey," Liam slurred, his smile slow and awkward. "Heeeeey seexy.
C'mere. Should. C'mere."
"Go to him," Thomas said. The older man began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Go to him and pleasure him with your mouth."
"I-" Jacob looked between Thomas and Liam. He shook his head, trying to
remember who the young man on the couch was. It was just on the top of
his tongue but barely. The smell from Thomas made it too hard to think.
"But first, let me help you."
Thomas reached out, grabbing the shirt Jacob still wore. He lifted and
Jacob raised his arms submissively. His breasts bulged and then fell
heavily as the shirt passed them. The young man instinctively smoothed
his ruffled feathers and lowered his head feathers when the shirt came
off.
Suddenly embarrassed, Jacob hugged himself, feeling the warmth and
softness of his new body. His breasts bulged as he squeezed them
together.
"Oh, fuck," Liam said. He licked his lips and stroked himself faster as
he eyed Jacob's curves and heavy, full breasts. "You're fuckin' hooooot.
Fuckin' hot."
Jacob groaned, dropping his hips and shivering at the sight of the
excited man's cock. The emptiness within throbbed and his tail feathers
spread behind him.
"Go to him," Thomas said quietly. He was shirtless now and working on
the zipper of his pants.
Jacob went and kneeled before Liam. Barely hesitating, he took the other
man's cock and slipped it between his breasts. On his knees, with his
thick thighs spread and his tail feathers raised, Jacob bent back and
forth over his friend's cock. It slid between his breasts and Jacob
moaned, tentatively licking the head of Liam's cock.
Gently, Jacob lowered his beak, adjusting his head so the sharp point was
to the side. He sucked on his friend's cock eagerly while still rubbing
it between his breasts.
A sudden large, warm hand on Jacob's wide, soft ass made him jump.
Thomas' fingers slide around and Jacob froze as the older man's fingers
slipped between his wet pussy.
"Don't stop, baby," Liam moaned, tugging at Jacob's long head feathers.
Jacob bent back, bobbing his head and chest over his friend's cock until
he felt something hot and soft and big press against his pussy.
Thomas grabbed Jacob's tail, pressing it up and back to expose his ass.
The young man's virgin pussy opened and the older man pressed into slid
into Jacob's velvety wetness.
Jacob opened his beak, cawing out in pleasure and pain, unable to stop
himself from pushing himself back inch by inch until Thomas' cock was
buried deep inside. He gripped Liam's thighs and then lay against his
friend's lap, overstimulated and unable to move.
A single feather sprouted from Liam's cheek and he rubbed at it. The
man's left nipple grew darker and the skin around it puckered. Liam
moaned, pinching and pulling at the nipple and it stiffened, fat and
thick.
"YES!" Jacob cried out, leaning back, matching Thomas's rhythm as the man
pulled back, his cock sliding out of Jacob's pussy. He gripped Liam's
cock, pumping it while Thomas fucked him from behind, slamming himself
against Jacob's large, soft ass. "FUCK YES!"
Liam moaned, rolling his head as more feathers grew from his cheeks and
jawline. The man's jaw melted away, leaving behind a soft, curved chin
on a slightly feminine face.
Jacob felt an odd sensation building in his stomach. Thomas' cock was
unlike anything he'd ever felt before and a pressure was building deep in
his stomach, between his thighs. He moved himself, raising his hips
slightly and then cried out as the man's cock rubbed a spot just inside
his tight pussy. His entire body was incredibly sensitive and his
shifting feathers drove him wild.
"Ye- ye- yes oh- oh- oh- right- right-" Jacob gasped, his feathered
breasts flopping as Thomas pounded into him. "Right- right- right there
don't stop don't stop don't oh god don't st-"
"FUCK!" Jacob cried, his high, sharp voice piercing in the small room.
He shook and felt blood from where his beak had bitten through the skin
on his bottom lip. The young man's eyes rolled back into his head and he
stuttered, trying to speak. "T- T- T- Too. Much."
Thomas continued pounding and this time, gathered Jacob's tail feathers
in one hand, twisting and pulling. The pain mixed with the incredible
pleasure of Thomas's thick cock and Jacob came again, collapsing against
his friend's lap while his entire body shook.
Liam's cock was small and limp and clear liquid leaked from the head of
it. The young man thumbed the shrunken head and pulled at his tiny
breasts, moaning with a young girl's high voice. Feathers pushed forth
from between his tiny breasts.
Thomas groaned and shook and Jacob could feel him swelling within him.
Could feel the thick stream of the man's cum spurting inside his pussy.
He couldn't get enough and didn't want it to stop. When Thomas pulled
back, Jacob nearly wailed and reached back to try to keep him in. His
wings pressed awkwardly against his hips. He wanted to turn and reach
for the man's still-hard dick but he couldn't move.
Feathers sprouted from Liam's thighs. Unlike Jacob's thick, strong legs,
Liam's legs were shrinking and, indeed, the other man seemed to pull into
himself. The young man laying on the couch was slowly changing into a
petite, small breasted girl.
Jacob could smell the sweet, slightly salty scent as Liam's pussy began
to form and he moaned, licking his lips and feeling a blush burn his
cheeks. He moved his head and licked between his friend's small thighs,
feeling the soft skin bulge and thicken into engorged pussy lips.
Thomas patted the sweat of his brow with a towel and smiled as he heard
the woman onstage howl with the dog's heat being forced into her by the
spiked drink. He'd almost asked for a dog but, instead, decided on a
pair of songbirds.
The older man smiled at the two bird women. Just as he'd ordered. The
petite one had worked the large one down to the ground and they both had
their legs spread, rubbing their clits together as they gasped and moaned
and cried out. The smell of their sex filled the air and his cum slowly
leaked from the larger one's pussy. Neither of them seemed to care in
their artificially induced frenzy. He texted his driver to bring the car
around in an hour and then touched an extra drop of scent to his neck.
The effect was instant: both girls froze mid-motion to come to him,
kissing and rubbing themselves all over him, Pulling at his cock with
soft little fingers and rubbing their beautiful feathers against his
body.
Soon he wouldn't need the scent. Soon they would completely forget who
they were and be ready and willing and hungry for him whenever he wanted.
They would sing for him whenever he liked.
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