Upstairs, the giant/giraffe action was heating up. Denny laid on her back, thighs up, knees bent, long furry legs shaking desperately, as the skilled Monique eagerly slurped and lapped at her former lover’s anthropomorphic pussy. The giraffe’s long muzzle gasped and moaned involuntarily as she built to a perfect oncoming orgasm. It had been so long since she had been pleasured so completely, and her new big and furry form somehow made it more erotic. She thought of the men she had been with since “going straight” for her Christian dad. She thought of how unsatisfying sex had been. She remembered how when they were younger girls Monique has gone out of her way to tend to the taller blonde’s needs and learn what she liked. Their relationship had been so loving and beautiful. Who was going to stop them now?? This thought brought her arousal hurdling to full as she burned with desire and started to tremble all over.
It tasted so good, so musky, that Monique was completely lost in the task, oblivious to the fact that Ty was changing them further with his naughty thoughts coming from the basement. Those thoughts, rippling through the etheric breeze, began to shrink giant Monique back to her original self. The giraffe, meanwhile, began to feel warm and tingly on top of everything else as she began to shift all the way into a physical animal.
As the black girl started to dwindle back to her original proportions, she didn’t notice. She was too stimulated to recall the sensation of change. She only felt hornier as the tingles started. One hand reached to her own wet pussy and began to finger it excitedly as she felt the giraffe’s passage tighten and grow wetter. She was so close to cumming.
Denise threw her long face from side to side and began to moan, involuntarily clenching her fusing fingers together and speeding on the loss of her hands. Her thigh muscles expanded and her already modest breasts started to shrink on her chest as her proportions started to change.
Monique was in heaven, surrounded by warm wet girl flesh that was throbbing and tightening to orgasm. She buried her face deeper and pushed her tongue in farther, too horny to wonder why the pussy she was servicing was growing around her, and fully concentrated on her task.
It was getting harder for Denise to hold her legs apart like they were. It was like her hips were pulling her legs up, which of course they were. With crackles and snaps her torso barrelled, cinching down her stomach and pulling her sex organs closer to her ass, while somewhere distantly she might have noticed the stretching of her legs, arms, and neck if she hadn’t of been so consumed by lust.
Monique was now back down to a more compact eight feet tall and moaned into the giraffe’s lovely slick folds as she licked and munched the other female in a steady agreeable rhythm. She was so hot herself, so close to cumming, but she slowed down to meet her partner so they could both have their needs met.
Denise grunted as her neck hit the wall and she felt heavier. She was so lost in the pleasure she couldn’t think. She was nearly a full giraffe, her hands gone, her massive heart beating wildly, her back legs tensing and unconsciously kicking. She let out a sharp gasp as her vocal cords withered in her long neck and she lost her human voice.
The final loss of humanity and shrinking Monique’s tinier more precise tongue on her giant loins was enough. As she tingled and pulled she finally released. Lying on her back no longer felt natural. The 20 foot lady giraffe fell to her side, back leg twitching in the air with strikes that could smash solid bone, and orgasmed. She could no longer speak, could no longer moan, yet if one had seen her face, the giraffe was in ecstasy.
Monique felt her lover gush forth with the creamy nectar she loved so much and she eagerly slurped it up. The taste was indescribably rich and animalistic. Monique loved it. She picked up her own masturbation, confident her lover was satisfied, and took only seconds to cum from red hot excitement as she shrank back to her original 5 foot 11 inches and lost the last vestiges of her super voluptuous body.
As the fog of pleasure began to fade, Denise’s world came back into focus. Smiling widely, she wanted to say “wow” but nothing came out. This confused her, so she looked down at Monique and suddenly realized she was looking down at Monique.
The giraffe’s neck reeled back in horror as she saw her lover staring back up at her restored to normal with a mortified expression on her face. Denise gasped, tried to say something, but could only mouth the words. She quickly looked over herself, eyes welling up with tears, emotions in a confused disarray, and she did the only thing she could think of. She fully freaked out.
With the scent of their own sex and fluids still heavy in the air, Monique squealed and scrambled to get out of the way as a twenty foot giraffe scrambled to her feet and began smashing up the living room. The now normal sized woman screamed and tried to calm her friend down, but Denise wouldn’t have any of it.
In a mindless panic, she wound up kicking out the front window with several violent kicks from her front hooves and bolting out clumsily onto the front lawn.
Monique called for her friend and realized she was still butt naked.
“Fuck! Fuck! No!” Monique began crying. “This can’t be real! This can’t be happening!”
Still drenched in giraffe fluids, she ran to her room and threw on clothes as fast as she could. She ran to the stairs, yelled for Ty, and threw on shoes to go chase down her lover, who was already running down the middle of the street and stopping traffic.