This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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"Oh... Oh, wow..."
Standing, she wobbled a bit, coming a little more back to her reality than she had before, though there was only so much, even then, that Vanessa could do. With a new cock, she panted heavily, running her fingers along it, trying to touch it, though it was a lot, definitely a lot. Even the faintest brush of her fingers along it made her feel as if she was going to cum right there and then, the thick veins along the length of her dick throbbing noticeably.
Everything was noticeable, clamouring for her attention as her body ached a little more and her balls churned, though she did not quite dare remove them yet. They had been less of an event, tucked down within her panties, though her pussy was still there, for which Vanessa was grateful. She wanted to grow, of course, not lose anything from her body.
"Oof..."
In the storeroom, her clit-cock tented out the front of her panties and she struggled, panting heavily, barely even realising just how much her chest was heaving, her breasts wobbling, still contained by that bra, even though her shirt, of course, had ripped beyond repair. She would have much preferred to leave her underwear on entirely, of course, though even the grasp of her cotton panties especially around the slickening head of her cock made her shudder, rocking her hips with an urgent push of need that Vanessa did not yet understand.
But she had to touch it, even as she wrestled herself out of her panties and slid them down her legs, kicking them aside. She would have breathed an open sigh of relief as her balls hung down low, weighing on her pussy and feeling like they were affecting and tugging at the folds of her sex too, tucked away behind them. That was something that, if the transformation lasted, she would very much have to get used to.
She shifted her weight, testing just how her balls felt when she moved, though she didn't have to do very much at all to make them swing gently and bump into her inner thighs, more at the front than between them. They would make sitting down more difficult for her too, though that was a trial that Vanessa was very much happy to take on, as long as she got a body that she yearned for out of it. For what was the point in any of it if she didn't get to delve right down into her sickest and most wonderfully depraved of fantasies as a whole?
No...
I'm in this for the long haul, she thought, bending her knees a little as she succumbed to the urge to grasp and jerk off her cock, hand closing around it even as pleasure lanced sharply through her. Mmmm... Who'd ever want to go back from this?
She panted, lips parted, the light sheen of lip gloss -- just enough to look the part -- on her lips smoothing away as she licked them. It was never meant to last anyway, her balls feeling so tight and so heavy, the fresh weight of them so completely foreign to her she barely even knew what to do with them.
Her cock, on the other hand, was simple to handle, even though the heated throb of pleasure that closing her hand around it was almost too much for her to bear. She faced the closed door of the theatre department storeroom as she jacked off, sliding her hand up and down, squeezing a little, exploring her new body. Where there should not have been any sense of urgency at play, there still was something akin to that there -- something that made her want to hump and grind, to slam forward, though she begrudged not having something like a fleshlight, anything at all, to thrust into.
If I can get back to my room, I can... Oh... Mmmm!
Yet the thought died where it had begun, right there in her mind, Vanessa moaning aloud as her lust swelled like the rising tide. And the tide itself was a force of nature, something that could not be turned back and was subject to a pull that was even greater than the force that it contained. She could not stop it, not as she rubbed her cock more and more fervently, sliding both hands up and down, gripping it more tightly, trying out the limits of her new body that no longer even seemed to be at play.
"Ah... Mmm... Yes... Ohhhh!"
Vanessa licked her lips, a gleam of saliva lurking at the corner of her lips, though she could not hold it back, not when there was no reason for her to hold back. The growth serum did more than just make her grow, after all, a part of it enhancing her natural kinkiness and lust beyond the point where her inhibitions would have ever come into play. She whimpered and howled, the "fwap" of her hand on her cock filling the room, her body warm and tingling with need.
Her breasts bulged still over the top of the bra and even below it, though she relished it, in the tightness, in taking in every little moment and detail of how her body was trying to break free of the clothes that she had so carefully picked out. And what did any of that even matter, at the end of it all? Moaning, she tipped forward, hunching over as if she had become some kind of feral beast or monster instead, her hair pulling free of her neat ponytail -- just a few strands -- and appearing more unkempt than she had been for a long time.