"Who arrrrrroo you?" Paul tried to stay, his throat seizing up when attempting
to make an R sound.
The woman giggled. "I'm whatever you want me to be. I thought the ears
were a nice touch, but I can do something different." She said, as the pointed
tips on her ear simply receded back into her skin.
"I'm a nymph, Paul. Here to give you pleasure on Pleasure Island. I can be
whatever you want me to be." She whispered into Paul's ear, one hand
slipping into Paul's jeans. She ran a fingernail up and down his cock, and
then grasped it, stroking it up and down. Paul's body shook at her touch, and
as she released her grasp, Paul fell to his hands and knees, his body
quaking.
Looking up, Paul saw his body reflected in the mirror on the wall. His vision
blurry, Paul removed his glasses, and found that he didn't need them
anymore. His chest was covered in thickening fur, strands of straight black
hair extending from his neck to under the waist of his jeans. He stood up and
walked up to the mirror, seeing his face for the first time. His cheeks were
covered in a dense 5 o'clock shadow, the stubble moving down his neck
meeting the strands of hair on his chest. The hair on his head was longer, a
little shaggier, and running his hands through his hair, he found his very own
set of pointed ears. And, like the woman's, they also twitched under Paul's
fingertips.
As Paul was examining himself, the woman came up from behind him, and
wrapped her naked body around him, his arms hugging his back to her
breasts. She slid her hands down his furry chest, her fingers converging on
the button on his jeans, which she popped open, and then, sliding her hands
down further, she unzipped his fly. As she slid his pants down to his ankles,
Paul was shocked at what he now saw. His now enormous cock was partially
covered in a furry sheath, short black hairs extending from the middle of his
cock, all the way to its base. His groin was covered in a dense patch of black
pubic fur, his scrotum hanging low, large and furry as well. The fur continued
down his legs, where it grew the thickest along Paul's calves and ankles. As
he stepped out of the jeans she had slipped off, he noticed he was standing
on the balls of his feet
Paul reveled at the sight of himself in the mirror. His once scrawny, hairless
frame was completely different now. A heavy forest of black fur covered his
body now, from the base of his neck, all the way down to the top of his toes.
Beneath the hair, he could see the outline of his muscular frame. His upper
body beginning to fill out, matching in size the thickness of his thighs and
calves. Two black nipples poked out from his fur, and he ran his hand across
his chest, feeling their new shape. His face looked different now, too. His
features more defined, a thick stubble beginning to take shape. Two large
pointed ears now jutted out from under the nest of hair on his head, small
strands of black hair growing on their backside.
Suddenly, the woman was upon him again, and as Paul was busy glancing at
his new features, she swallowed his cock, massaging his thickening shaft with
her tongue. Paul reached out, placing his palms on the mirror and using the
wall for support as the nymph bobbed up and down on his dick. He moaned
a little, wiping away sweat from his brow with his furry arm. He looked in the
mirror again, his eyes, once brown, were now a golden-amber color. His
nose was darker, his nostrils growing into a larger width. He began to pant,
and noticed two small fangs beginning to form on his lower jaw. As his brow
began to reshape, he could see his ears growing larger still. His jaw
stretching to accommodate the two large fangs that now replaced Paul's lower
canine teeth.
The stubble on his cheeks began to grow, forming into a beard of short black
hairs. His nose was darker still, the skin growing black and textured. His
tongue, flatter and thinner now, wagged in and out of his mouth as the
nymph.continued to give Paul a blow job. Paul's body began to grow warm,
and he was on the brink of having an orgasm. His back tightened suddenly,
his spine stiff and rigid. As he came, his head, now possessed by entirely
new feeling, snapped back and Paul howled at the moon.