Ty was rock hard, masterbaiting while mulling over what to become. A classical werewolf, or a mythical Naga, perhaps something a little less common such as a wereshark, there were so many options it was tough for Ty to decide. Thoughts of what to become became thoughts of what he'd do once transformed, as his hand moved faster and faster. Soon Ty reached climax, throwing his head back, and there he saw it. There above the pink mist, flowing in the wind that carried the corruptive cloud, an american flag, topped with a bronze eagle.
Almost immediately Ty was hard again, he knew what he wanted to be, and it excited him. His muscles began to grow, and his hair fell out, only to be replaced with white feathers. The feathers traveled down Ty's back, becoming brown from the neck down. The feathers reached his bubble butt, tail feathers growing above, and continued down his muscled thighs, and to his feet as they turned to claws. The feathers reached around to Ty's two foot dick, and up to his eight pack pecs, down his ripped arms, and finally Ty's mouth shifted and changed, becoming a yellow beak.
Dick at the ready, Ty looked around, he needed something to fuck, and he will find it, not that it was hard, all around him were sluts. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME..." a muscle head screamed. It was pathetic, that big strong man, begging to have a cock shoved up his ass. Ty was even harder, as he made hid way to the slut.
Ty rammed his dick up the muscle sluts ass, "AAAAHhahhhahaah..." he moaned, cumming already. Ty didn't bother taking it slow, taking his cock out only to ram full force again, and again, and again. Ty roughly fucked the muscle slut, whom screamed "YES, YES, YES, YES..." only stopping when his eyes rolled back, cumming again, and again.
It became harder for Ty to keep up his pace, as he edged closer and closer to climax. He began to slow down, while the slut bellow him was reduced to moans and guttural noises, his mind gone. Ty was finally reduced to thrusting slowly, but finally he couldn't take it anymore. He went over the edge, cumming deep into the sluts bowls, his own eyes rolling back.
Basking in the euphoria, by some miracle his melted brain was capable of a question, what next?