Sam bit her tongue. Hard.
She could turn this around, but she needed to focus. A plan popped into her mind, and her anus twitched with anticipation as the first step would be getting her girly ass thoroughly plowed.
She locked the door behind her and stepped towards Martin. The primal musk was even stronger, there was no way she was going to be able to do anything other than submitting and offering herself for his enjoyment. She could still do that and salvage her plan for revenge on Mia. All she had to do was play tough girl for two minutes, then she could get her ass pounded as his little bitch.
'I think we have a slight misunderstanding. I don't want to bust you, but I don't want to join your pride either. The vial is business, and we should separate business and pleasure.'
She picked up the vial and tucked it in a desk drawer, then began to quickly strip.
As always it was a struggle to get her clothes over the rearward projection of her pillowy butt cheeks. Martin seemed to appreciate the sight, as he slid behind her, eyes locked on the jiggle of her plush backside.
Sam bent over the desk, ass in the air. One of the 'perks' of Femboy was her ass was self cleaning and self lubricating. Her anus was always ready to be used for someone's pleasure.
Gay Pride was a good match, as the lion studs were permanently hard and ready. Martin was no exception, and mounted her needy ass.
Sam's prostate rang with pleasure with his first thrust. The scent of him had her completely overwhelmed with need, and the silken touch of his fur against her sensitive skin drove her further.
Every thrust went to the hilt, her squishy ass providing the perfect cushion for his intense pounding of her otherwise petite self. Sam had was no virgin to anal, especially after coming down with Femboy, but this was on a whole new level. She rolled on waves of multiple orgasm, a thin ribbon of ejaculate dripping from the tip of her throbbing cock.
She half collapsed to her side, but Martin didn't miss a beat. One hand free, now furiously pumping her shaft, she could feel her beastial lover getting close himself. In her passion she heard herself moan 'Do it! I'm your omega bitch.'
She bit her tongue again, not wanting a scream of passion to be overheard by anyone near by. Martin didn't get the memo, and roared as he pumped load after load of lion spunk into her ass.
Spent, he pushed her forward and slid into the desk, spooning behind her.
'Damn boy, I might prefer a bit more beef to my lovers but that femboy butt of yours is something else.'
They cuddled in silence for a few minutes more, despite being complete strangers. Sam moved slightly and buried her face in his silver flecked mane. She wanted to marinade her sinuses in his scent, though now for her it was more of a supremely wonderful and satisfying smell, and less of a command to fuck immediately.
They separated and Sam dressed. Having given in to her slutty submissive femboy side, she could focus and turn this around.
Martin retrieved the vial and held it up, looking to her for an explanation.
'As fabulous as that was, that vial isn't for me. I'm determined to be a real girl again, and the Pride pathological aversion to clothing won't work for a job that revolves around biohazard suits.'
'I want it for revenge. Months ago we had a call for a nasty strain of Fuckbeast. When clearing a building of something like that, we work in pairs. I was with our leader and in the security room. I saw my other teammates James and Mia on the security monitor.'
'A beast charged them from behind. Mia saw it coming and panicked. She dropped her lobber and dove into a room and locked the door. James never stood a chance, it pounced him and shredded his suit. He changed on the spot, now just another feral fuckbeast.'
'Mia lied about it, and since the cameras didn't record, I couldn't prove her wrong.'
'I want to infect her with Gay Pride. I can't think of a better payback than take away her fashion, clothes, and girly princess attitude. She'll lose everything that means so much to her vanity.'
Martin smiled, 'You're just as bad as me in your own way. If you don't want to join my Pride, I'm not sure what is in this for me. Gay Pride infectees are only contagious for the first ejaculation after they start changing. It's precious and we are only sharing with those who are worthy and want to join us.'
Sam was undeterred. 'Let me add a little stick to the carrot, I know about your Tim Roaren posts and all that means.'
Martin laughed. 'Damn, you are thorough. I never imagined someone would find those. You win and I'll do one better, I'll give you two vials. One for Mia, the other for yourself - for when you remember how good getting savaged by a virile lion can be, and decide you're better off in the Pride.'