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Orange maple leaves spun through the air from arching branches high
overhead. Wind ruffled the trees until the susurration surrounded the
two women walking on the empty path below.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Fumiko asked while smiling up at the
scattered, shifting sunlight filtered by the boughs above them.
"Ye-es," Katsumi agreed hesitantly. She pulled her thin black coat
closer around her body. Goosebumps rose on her skin while she
shivered. It'd been warm when she'd left her home to meet her friend
and she hadn't planned on the long drive out to the mountain. The girl
cast an envious look at her blonde haired friend in her long, blue coat
and thick black leggings. "I just wish I'd dressed warmer."
"Well, don't blame me, I told you the ryokan was hidden away in the
mountains," Fumiko said.
You didn't, Katsumi thought but she kept it to herself while bowing her
head and pulling her jacket tighter. The wind found every little hole
in her stockings - hungry little freezing worms burrowing deep.
"Once we finish our walk, we'll go back to the car and drive the rest
of the way," Fumiko continued. She reached out to snatch one of the
maple leaves as it fell, missing on her first try. "And then you can
warm yourself in the roten-buro. It'll be worth it. We both need some
time away from the city to relax."
It was true and even with the cold, Katsumi was grateful for the
excursion and time away from her work. The commute combined with the
long hours and the inevitable return to her lonely apartment in the
evenings left her feeling lifeless - a puppet existing for the sole
purpose of working and nothing more. She didn't even want to consider
the lack of a love life.
As they continued to walk, the wind died down and the trees grew sparse
enough to allow the sun to warm them up. Katsumi slipped out of her
jacket to let it rest against her shoulders when they paused for Fumiko
to read the map on the side of the path.
"It looks like it splits off ahead with one path leading to the ryokan
and the other looping back to the parking lot," Fumiko said.
A sharp, sudden gust of wind sliced through the warming air to ruffle
the faux cerulean fur lining the hood of Fumiko's coat. Katsumi pulled
her jacket over her turtleneck sweater. Her forearms bumped into her
breasts, pressing them together beneath the sweater. The girl's cheeks
grew red at the sudden, unwelcome memory of middle school girls mocking
her, ringing her as they sang a made up song about the dumb ushi
attending classes with them. She'd developed far earlier than her
classmates and even now her breasts were larger than nearly every other
woman she knew.
Katsumi shook her hair before brushing fingers through her black bob
cut to fix the loose strands into place. She still fought against that
memory and the others, arguing with herself in her own mind. In a way,
she worried it had defined her personality moving forward, leaving her
slow to anger and overly thoughtful. Passive and non-direct in her
interactions with others. But she told herself, as always, that it was
due to being forced to withdraw as a child in order to keep them from
noticing her and picking on her. Her shyness was her shield against
the insults they used to hurl at her.
Fumiko skipped and spun with her arms wide and a simple, happy smile on
her face that made Katsumi smile in return. They'd met later in life,
in upper-secondary school when Fumiko had forced herself into Katsumi's
daily life, sitting with her to eat and talking, often by herself,
about her life and day-to-day events. A friendship bloomed and lasted.
"Oh. My. Gosh. Katsumi, look!"
Katsumi went to her tiptoes to look over her friend's shoulder.
A bronze bull statue rested atop a platform within a small alcove of
bushes. Katsumi followed her friend but she stopped with her hand
against her mouth and her eyes wide.
The bull sported an enormous, exaggerated cock that curved away from
its belly. Easily sixty centimeters long where the statue itself was
just barely longer than a meter from snout to hindquarters. Its front
left leg was raised with its head lifted as if eyeing a waiting heifer
further down an imaginary field.
"T- touch it," Fumiko said while grabbing her phone from her pocket.
"I am not touching that thing," Katsumi said firmly.
"Katsumi-chan, please," Fumiko pleaded. "I've never wanted to see
anything more in my life. I'm begging you. Let me just get one
picture. Of you touching it. Please. I'll never ask for anything
again. Please."
"You always ask me to do ridiculous things!" Katsumi replied. "Just
last night you got me drunk so we could strip down to our underwear and
take 'modeling' pictures together! I only remembered when I checked my
phone this morning. I had to delete almost a hundred pictures!"
"You didn't delete all of- uhh, n- nevermind," Fumiko said. Now she
blushed and looked away while rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Look.
One picture and I won't do anything the rest of the trip. You can
remind me about it and everything. If I try to get you to dance naked
tonight you can remind me how I made you touch the bull's penis and
I'll leave you alone. I promise."
She knew she would do it. She was weak against her friend's requests
and already more submissive than she'd like to be. And even if she
didn't truly believe her friend would honor the agreement, the idea of
not having to worry over being asked to do something outside her
comfort level for the rest of the trip was enticing.
"And- and you won't share it?" Katsumi asked while pressing her hands
together over her chest.
"You know I'd never do that," Fumiko said with a stern frown.
It was true. Despite all of the shenanigans the girl caused, she'd
never done anything to directly embarrass Katsumi in front of others.
Which was one of the reasons their friendship had endured.
"O-okay," Katsumi said, resigned to her fate.
Fumiko backed up with her phone in hand and an excited grin on her
face.
Why do you always fall for this? Katsumi asked herself. She felt her
heart race as she approached the perverse statue.
"Oh, umm, there's a sign here that says not to touch the statue,"
Katsumi said with some relief.
"You promised!" Fumiko reminded her, standing with her phone out in
front of her, ready to take the picture. "Nobody is here. Nobody will
even know! Please!"
With her left hand against her chest and her toes pointed inward to
betray her awkwardness, she reached a trembling hand out without
watching. Katsumi tried to smile but her lips and her eyes showed her
embarrassment and eagerness to be done with the task.
Her fingers touched the metal. She jumped and almost glanced at it
when she felt warmth against her hand but instead forced herself to
look towards her friend. And so, she surprised herself when she
wrapped her fingers around the bull's shaft to squeeze it tightly.
Heat radiated throughout her palm and fingers before spreading up to
her wrist and forearm. Katsumi moaned and her hand slid as if stroking
the bull's penis. The sensation echoed between her legs until her
knees felt weak.
"I got it," Fumiko crowed, turning away while opening her phone's
gallery to look at the picture.
Katsumi stared at her friend. At the loose blonde ponytail held by a
baby blue scrunchy on the girl's head, reminding her all the world like
a tail. For some reason, that only made her more excited. Her hand
released the bull's penis and she leaned forward with her palm against
the platform beneath the statue.
The shape of Fumiko's hips against her coat drilled into Katsumi's
mind. And the ass beneath. She could vaguely remember how her friend
looked in her panties last night and the thought filled her mind.
Katsumi grunted and hung her head but lifted it and licked her lips to
stare again. Pressure filled her chest and lower belly.
"Yes! I took pictures last night, too!" Fumiko said with excitement in
her voice.
Brown hairs pierced the back of Katsumi's hands as she pawed the front
of her sweater. Her jacket slipped free from her shoulders to the
ground below but she didn't care. Despite the cold wind, she was
starting to sweat. The hairs multiplied and spread, racing up her arms
beneath the sleeves of her sweater. She gasped when she finally
noticed the fur, raising her hands in front of her face to stare at
them.
Before she could express her alarm, she moaned and pressed her hands
into the gap between her thighs. Her clit bulged until it escaped her
hood and it continued to grow while a slit opened in the very tip. The
hood stretched with it, surrounding the clit to form the shaft of her
growing cock. Her skirt trapped it, forcing it down to rub against her
slick, swollen pussy lips. She moaned once more and grunted as the tip
shoved her panties aside to slip free.
"Fu-" Katsumi tried to say but the pressure built to a crescendo in her
chest. She felt her soft breasts sliding beneath her sweater, skin
against skin as the band of her bra strained against her body. She
reached behind to grab the strap but the clasps snapped, freeing her
expanding chest. Her breasts pulled her sweater tight and still they
continued to expand until she was gasping from the sensation of her
nipples dragging against the fabric.
Katsumi's lengthening cock forced her legs apart. She felt it sliding
against the inside of her thighs and she shivered when the sensitive
head rubbed against the hairs beginning to emerge from her legs. She
could feel the veins against her thighs, thick and ropy while her cock
stretched towards her knees. Precum welled from the tip before
smearing against the fur growing on her legs while more cum slid from
the lips of her pussy to droop and hang from her lips and thighs.
Seams burst from the side of her skirt. Katsumi grunted and nearly
fell when her hips cracked. Muscle bulged beneath her waist and her
ass as bare skin, covered in scattered brown fur protruded from the
tears in her skirt.
Katsumi huffed. She gripped her skirt, tearing the tattered remains
away completely to stroke herself while staring at Fumiko. Her jaw
creaked when her nose shoved forward and her tongue, thick and fleshy,
hung from her lips, tipped with drool. Hardened rings grew from her
temples, keratin forming in layers until the rounded tips of her horns
took shape. They built slowly, curving as they elongated, slipping
through her dark hair.
"Need- need to-" Katsumi moaned, shoving at her massive cock as it
hardened, lifting to bob in front of her. She huffed and grunted and
gripped the dick to pump it slowly, all the while staring at her
friend.
The urge to breed filled the girl's thoughts. She shook her head but
it persisted and she could visualize herself mounting Fumiko. The
expected revulsion never came and, instead, she panted and grew more
eager.
"Oh, gosh, I can almost see your- well, uh, never mind," Fumiko
coughed, flicking through the pictures on her phone.
Holes appeared in the front of Katsumi's sweater and over her biceps
when muscle grew beneath the skin. She moaned, loudly, and gripped the
sweater to easily tear it and her bra fell away.
Flesh swayed low on her wide, furry back. Long hairs grew from the tip
of her tail as it swished and lengthened. Katsumi stomped one aching
foot and then the other. And then again until the soles exploded from
her boots. She stomped once more and the crack of the thick, hardened
nails covering her feet resounded throughout the small area. The twin
masses of her split hooves grew dense as brown fur spread down over her
shins and shifting feet.
Katsumi stared down at her friend with a dazed, hungry expression.
Fumiko's ponytail swished back and forth, distracting Katsumi with it's
movements as her bestial brain continued to equate it to a tail. She
huffed and stomped over, towering over her friend who turned.
"Who-?!" Fumiko gasped but she stared at the torn neck of Katsumi's
sweater around the creature's throat as well as the tatters of the same
sweater around her expanded waist. "Kat- Katsumi? Wha- what ha-"
Katsumi shoved her cock against Fumiko's mouth. The tip slid against
the other woman's lips and then her cheek when she turned away from it.
Fumiko shoved back but a tree slammed into her, stopping her motion.
She wiped cum from her lips and cheek, opening her mouth to protest and
beg but the scent of the cum filled her - vapors surrounding her brain.
"Ka- KatsumuuuuUUHH," Fumiko lowed and her tongue reached out to clean
her hand and then her cheek and lips, working in a circle while skin
hardened on her temples in twin rings.
Katsumi shoved forward and this time Fumiko opened her mouth and still
it stretched her until her jaw ached. The bones clicked within while
she gagged on the massive length of Katsumi's dick, taking as much as
she could while her face pushed forward into a muzzle. Katsumi
bellowed. She reached forward to grip Fumiko's hair to hold her in
place while pumping back and forth.
Fumiko's coat strained against her growing frame. Her narrow hips
stretched her black tights when fatty tissue formed beneath the skin.
The coat tightened against her midriff when her small breasts swelled,
blue veins standing out on pale skin as they slid free from her bra.
They bounced as they grew and her nipples lengthened while milk dotted
the tips.
The buttons holding Fumiko's coat flexed until they popped free to show
a shirt pulled taut against her expanding breasts. A small tear
appeared in the very center of the shirt. She ignored all of the
changes as she bounced her head back and forth against Katsumi's cock
and her broad, pink nose opened and closed while she breathed,
unwilling to let go until her friend found her release.
Katsumi pulled her cock from Fumiko's mouth. Fumiko reached for it to
pull it back until Katsumi reached down, grabbing the other woman's
hips to turn her around.
"Want- want you-" Fumiko panted, licking her muzzle while white hairs
grew from the cheeks of her long snout. "Always. Always wanted you.
Wanted you."
The front of Fumiko's shirt split and her breasts spilled forth. They
shook and her long nipples flopped freely, leaking milk down to the
white fur growing over her belly. Black hairs mixed with the white in
circular splotches throughout as she lifted her leg to hook it over
Katsumi's leg.
Katsumi gripped Fumiko's horn with one hand while the other reached
down to the woman's breast, squeezing the soft flesh with her larger
fingers pinching the base of her nipples.
"Mate- mate- muuh- MUUUOOOOOOO!" Fumiko lowed when Katsumi shoved her
cock into Fumiko's waiting, wet pussy. Her eyes widened as she was
stretched beyond her limits. A bulge appeared low on her belly when
Katsumi shoved deep inside.
Fumiko's body grew limp from overstimulation. She dropped until
Katsumi grabbed her arm to pull her back against her body with Fumiko's
head resting between Katsumi's massive breasts. Fumiko's stubby tail
thumped against Katsumi's side, the furry tip brushing back and forth
as it lengthened, wrist-thick to slide down and slap against Katsumi's
thighs. She couldn't think past the giant cock stretching her pussy.
It slammed deep inside, bringing pain until Katsumi pulled back to rub
against the muscles within. Drool dripped from the tip of Fumiko's
tongue while milk sprayed from the nipple Katsumi squeezed.
With every thrust, skin slapped against Fumiko's reddened pussy lips.
The loose skin inflated while testicles formed and they became bloated
until Katsumi's scrotum slammed against Fumiko, enhancing the sensation
of pleasure she felt.
"Gonna- gonna- gonna-" Katsumi grunted and bellowed and swelled
within Fumiko. Fumiko raised her head to low long and loud from the
immense orgasm exploding inside of her. Her pussy convulsed against
Katsumi's cock while copious amounts of cum spilled from around her
shaft to coat the black and white fur covering her thighs and crotch.
Katsumi gripped Fumiko's horn and ponytail as she pulled out. Fumiko
trembled from the feeling of it until it was gone and the emptiness
ached within. She knelt, gripping her toes as the nails overwhelmed
them, growing outward into dense hooves that spread over the tips of
her feet. She moaned when Katsumi slapped her still-hard cock against
her furry cheek and her tongue lapped out to clean it.
"You deserve more," Fumiko groaned. Her head was spinning, full of
animalistic thoughts and the need to be bred until her belly was
bulging and her breasts had doubled in size, hot and hard and demanding
to be milked. She turned to look towards the path that led to the
ryokan. "More."
They walked the path together on their hooves, holding hands while
their fur waved in the wind and their tails rocked behind them.
Katsumi's cock slapped against her thighs until they reached the inn
and she heard voices within. She grumbled and moaned and stroked
herself while Fumiko gasped beside her, reaching her small, soft hands
around the shaft to help.
"N- no- wait," Fumiko groaned, forcing her hands away. She led Katsumi
into the inn.
A door slid open and a couple walked into the hallway wearing yukatas.
Katsumi grabbed the woman, pulling her robe open while turning her and
shoving her cock between her thighs, thrusting and thrusting and
thrusting and thrusting until the magic wound its way around her and
the woman moaned. She grew wet and her pussy flexed, the lips
spreading over the monstrosity pushing into her. Her scream was one of
pleasure and she reached up to grip the back of Katsumi's head while
milk leaked from her nipples and her meager breasts began to grow.
Beside her, Fumiko pushed the man to the floor while shoving down and
grinding against his cock. When he opened his mouth to protest, she
leaned forward to shove her nipple into his mouth. He swallowed by
reflex but shoved at her. Fumiko smiled when she felt him grow hard
between her soft, furry pussy lips and his arms weakened, holding her
instead of pushing and his mouth worked, sucking and drinking the milk
flowing from her nipples.
Fumiko rode him while staring at Katsumi. Every time her ass smacked
down against the man's thighs, she felt him grow smaller inside. She
enjoyed what she could, turning back to him finally to see the front of
his yukata slipping open to show the breasts growing on his chest.
They rocked from the impact of Fumiko riding his dick until it
shriveled down to a tiny bulbous clit that slid further beneath a
fleshy hood. The man moaned when his pussy opened for the first time
and Fumiko stood, pulling him up to lead him to Katsumi.
"Not- not- yet!" The woman, kneeling now while being fucked from
behind, with her massive tits swaying back and forth, gasped, shoving
her ass back into Katsumi. "It's muhh- my- muhhh- MOOOOOOOO!"
The man whimpered and sat and touched himself, stroking his new pussy
while he watched. Leaning back to play with his nipples as they
lengthened and his face stretched forward.
They moved from room to room afterwards, spreading the blessings until
the inn was full of women waiting and eager to be filled by Katsumi.
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