Hi Yena

Tags: Furry, Futa, Solo, Transformation, Autofellatio, Autopaizuri, Excessive Cum, Cumflation, Messy

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Representatives from the Eichenville Zoo have stated that there is no cause for alarm and that the escaped hyena is unlikely to approach anyone. That being said, they urge caution and if you do see the animal, do not approach it and head for shelter briskly. Do not run and do not engage. In other news, the cleanup of the Friendly Fusion Nuclear Facilities Management spill is stalled for the third time as bidding for the task failed to reach what was considered fair and appropriate compensation. Please continue to avoid the wooded areas around mile marker 27 just out of town. Budgetary restrictions have limited the availability of appropriate signage for that spill as the mayor's office states they won't pay the extra $12.50 to expedite new signage shipping and anyone that goes on a hiking trail where everything is glowing green deserves what they get.

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Mika slammed the door behind her and leaned against it, panting heavily and holding her right hand clamped tight around her left forearm. Her thin jumper top was torn open and she was bleeding from a fairly deep wound. She peeled back her hand to look and was surprised that it wasn't as bad as it felt. There was blood and bite marks, but honestly she thought that being bitten by a giant green glowing hyena would have done more damage. It seemed to be more of a hit and run than anything. Bite and run? Bite and...scamper? In any case, she was exhausted from both the early morning run in that pretty forest that was glowing just like the hyena. Mika kept herself in good shape, bordering on too thin. She wasn't particularly strong so it was a good thing the hyena hadn't been something she had to actually fight off.

Far from the brightest hammer in the toolbox, Mika still knew she should clean and bandage her wound and she was on her way to the bathroom in her tiny apartment when she started to feel a little queasy. She stopped just before she passed by the kitchenette area and said to the empty room, "Mm. I didn't eat anything. I should have a nibble, that will settle my stomach." A quick pivot and she headed to the fridge, her wounded arm forgotten as images of sustenance danced in her head suddenly. She opened the door and stared for a minute at the contents, contemplating all the vegetables and carefully organized containers of balanced meals before she pulled out the pack of steaks that she had been saving for a special occasion that hadn't ever come. "Some protein sounds good."

Tossing the pack on the counter she dug around in the lower cabinet to find a pan. She couldn't find it by feel so she ducked down. It had gotten knocked back somehow and she couldn't quite reach it. Getting down on all fours she stuck her head in and stretched back to the far corner. While kneeling there with her head in the cabinet, she started to feel light-headed and dizzy. Combined with the queasiness in her stomach she started to feel overwhelmed, the very edges of her vision starting to turn black. "Well, that's not go--"

Suddenly the discomfort and queasiness rose to sudden and unbearable pain throught her whole body. She felt like her bones were stretching out of her skin and her skin felt like it was on fire. She fell to her side and clutched her stomach. Sweat beaded at her forehead and soon she was unable to do anything but writhe in agony. She didn't happen to keep mirrors in weird places like on the inside door of the lower cabinet of a tiny kitchen in a tiny apartment in a small neighborhood suburb of a small appalachian town in Eichenville so she wouldn't have seen her face elongating, nose and jaw stretching forward and her skin rapidly darkening. She went from pale to tanned to a dark brown before the texture changed to first short hairs to patchy fur all the way to shaggy and thick.

No mirror was there to betray her changes to her, but she also kept her eyes clenched shut as she moaned and groaned through it. If it wasn't for the pain she might have noticed first the pressure building all across her body but particularly in some key spots. Her clothing started to strain and then tear open as her whole form swelled, her now fur-covered limbs and torso stretching and growing. Her chest and stomach started first, gurgling noises of both redistributed and rapidly growing deposits of fatty tissue fueling the expansion. Beestings led to A, then AA, then like a manic reading of the alphabet her chest grew until she subconsciously rolled onto her stomach. Her now healed left arm clutched her stomach that ached and groaned in sharp pain as if dying from hunger even as it swelled as well, becoming gravid and weighty in her arm.

The new position facilitated the accompanying expansion of thighs and backside. Anyone watching from the back would see a flat, bony washboard of an ass get loaded up with cake. As it went from sheet-cake to dump-cake and beyond, a bushy tail suddenly sprang up, brushlike and curling back up towards her back. At the same time, increasingly hidden by thick thighs, that same person would be surprised to see a pair of heavy balls descend, gurgling and sloshing just as loud as her stomach. They swelled and descended until almost touching the vinyl flooring.

After what felt like years to Mika but really only a couple minutes, the majority of the pain had tapered off until the only discomfort remaining was the bottomless pit in her stomach. One arm reached up, strong shoulder muscles rippling under dark brown spotted fur, and a claw grabbed the economy pack of steaks, dragging it down to land with a thud on the floor. A moment later and she had town the cellophane off and was loudly devouring the raw meat.

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An hour later, the kitchen looking like some sort of giant, mutated hyena woman had gone through it with reckless abandon, Mika was walking around her apartment with a new problem. Her stomach placated for now, she was plagued with a different kind of hunger. Huffing loudly with each step, her mind still not quite coming to terms with her situation, she kept staring down at the fuzzy sheath between her legs, the tapered tip of her new cock sticking out a couple inches.

It leaked constantly, leaving drops of her need on the floor, marking the carpet with small wet dots as she walked around. She thought about calling someone, anyone, to come help her and she realized as she reached for her phone that she wasn't even looking for help with this whole new hyena thing, she wanted help with this new organ. It seemed like something she could debate later, after she had calmed down and could think more rationally.

Rather than call someone, which she found she couldn't do anyway as her claws made it difficult to use the touchscreen, she dropped down to sit cross-legged in the middle of her living room. She sat and stared at her peeking cocktip and soon realized that she was drooling when a thin stream of her saliva dripped down to coat the already slick skin. She huffed loudly at the sensation and, only hesitating for a moment, reached down a huge hand to cup the pair of heavy, swollen nuts. She palmed them and found that she found the sensation very soothing, at first. It didn't take long for the feeling to spread warmth through her whole groin area and she realized as she stared at her slowly growing length that she was squeezing and kneading the fat orbs like she was trying to milk them.

Every tug and fondle of her balls caused her to emerge further from her sheath and it wasn't long before she could have, with very little effort, probably lick the tip. The only thing in her way was her massive chest. Like beachballs covered in fur and capped with nipples the size of a normal-sized fist, she couldn't really see how she could get her face closer to that enticing length with them in the way. A desperate whine came involuntarily from the back of her throat and after a moment she had a revelation. She was a genius!

Reluctantly letting go of her now favorite playthings in service of what she felt would be new new even more favorite plaything, she reached both hands up and peeled apart her tits and leaned forward, nestling her thick, drooling, slippery hyena-cock into the warm valley she had created and pressed her tits back together. Her eyes immediately rolled back and she gasped as she felt a new sensation. She felt a pressure in her groin and despite never experiencing it before, she knew exactly what was happening. Her balls clenched and her hips bucked forward, the sensation of her new cock sliding through that warm, soft valley feeling even better as her length swelled even more, the tapered tip yawning wide open with the force of the thick jet of her first cumshot.

The first one, two, and following six hit the ceiling above her as she groaned deeply. Somewhere, way back in the hidden depth of her remaining human reasoning, she thought of her rent agreement and how she wouldn't get her deposit back and then that reasoning shut off once she thought of the word deposit. She immediately clamped her mouth down around the several inches of erupting cock between her tits.

The position was awkward and uncomfortable, but there was nothing in this world that could stop her from violently bucking her hips forward with every godly pulse of her release. Her strong neck flexed with each swallow as she rubbed her tits up and down on her length. Her already plump stomach swelled up more and more and soon, needy whine escaping her, she couldn't reach the tip of her cock anymore. For many long minutes that turned into what may have been hours in her orgasm-clouded mind, she fell back, stomach gurgling for different reasons now. Her fingers plucked and tugged on her nipples as she continues shooting jet after jet of thick hyena-cum across the room to splatter against the wall. All of it dripping down to add to the lake that slowly spread around her.

It was a week or so before she started thinking more like a sentient being rather than a creature of impulse and lust but that just meant that she was able to use her phone and turn on the TV and clean up her messes. The news talked about sightings of strange, eight foot tall animal people around the old hiking trail near mile marker 27 and Mika felt like she was overdue for a nice run.