The curtains drew back to reveal a very large, dominating male lion. He licked his maw as the audience burst into cheers. Tyler wanted to run, but he was frozen to the spot.
"Tyler, meet your new mate!" Madame gestured. "His name is Samson, and he's very, very gay. He loves the feeling of a submissive male's mane. You fit together perfectly!"
Tyler began to cry. Samson licked the tears off in a loving way. He nessled Tyler's mane, giving off a pleasurable petting feeling in Tyler. Ashamedly, he began to enjoy the lion's touch, his might, and began to get aroused. Samson sauntered to the back. Tyler's fog from the petting lingered as Samson mounted him.
The fucking took place over the course of 4 hours. Each time they went at it, Samson would hook into Tyler's mane. The process was humiliating, yet insanly pleasurful. By the final orgasm, the audience applauded.
"Well done boys!" Madame said. "You're sure to have your first cub, Tyler! Now, in 108 days, you'll be expecting!"
The 108 days went by far too slowly for Tyler. Samson was very domineering of his subordinate, which constantly reminded Tyler of the beast he was and the predicament he was in. He felt the cubs, two of them, inside of him. He lived like a lion would, and eventually gave birth.
Upon giving birth his penis returned. He mostly regained his human form, but his mane remained as a beard, and his hair was now tawny blonde. He was hairy for a guy. His teats also remained where his nipples once were.
"Congratulations, Tyler." Madame handed him his children now. "You're a proud mother of cubs. You may return to life as usual, and no one will think it abnormal. But pet's see what's become of your mate and babies!"
Will Samson and the cubs remain tamed, feral animals, become anthros (transforming Tyler too), or will they become midified humans like Tyler?