As much as he'd enjoyed changing his friends and landlord, Dillon was eager for a bit more in the way of intimate experimentation. He kept up a solid pace as he jogged the rest of the way to Tess' place, his muscle-bound lower body proving to have incredible endurance to match their raw power. He was going to need to think about much, much more intensive runs from now on, maybe something closer to a marathon that'd actually push all the simmering power his body now held. This jog hadn't even gotten him to break a sweat or feel the least bit tired - which, naturally, was leaving him still a bit pent-up as he stepped up to Tess' door and knocked.
The redhead was quick to answer, throwing open the door and staring right at him with her canine-shaped face. Her ears perked up slightly as she saw who it was, a bit of a smile crossing her snout. "Hey Dill. What's up?" She didn't draw attention to his tail now growing yellow again, mercifully having decided not to tease him for the involuntary actions of his new appendage.
"Oh, I was just wondering if I could throw some stuff from my freezer into yours?" Yes, that'd do nicely as an excuse. "They're shutting off my power for a while tomorrow, and I don't want everything in there to melt and go bad."
She shrugged slightly. "Sure thing, long as I can do the same when he comes around to work on my unit."
"Deal."
"Good." Her ears wagged happily. "Go grab your stuff, I'll make some room."
Dillon nodded eagerly and practically sprinted over to his unit, heading right over to the freezer to grab everything from inside. It wasn't a problem to carry around with his enormous muscle mass, but as he was gathering everything up, his thoughts about Tess' elongated face got him thinking. He'd gotten a kick out of making his friends into taurs, but those only ever seemed to come in a bovine form. Why not give a shot to some canin variation?
He turned to his ring, smiling as he spoke his next commands. "Tess is a German Shepard-taur. From the waist down, she's just a big dog, and from the waist up, she's an anthro dog, with brown fur just like her ears have. She's regularly in heat, and she won't start taking on this new form until I'm there to see it." With that he hurried back out of his unit and over to Tess', finding the door was just slightly ajar to allow him easy entry. Their apartments having identical layouts, it was easy to find her in the kitchen, just backing her head out of the freezer.
"Hey, good timing," she greeted him with a smile, not noticing even as her face and neck were sprouting luxuriously soft brown fur. "Just toss all that stuff in, I'll know what's what." Dillon nodded as he went over to put things away, steaing occasional glances back to watch as Tess's entire body became covered in hair. Her front legs morphed, feet becoming paws, and she quickly had to adjust her stance so that her butt could expand out into the rest of her lower body, a pair of back legs forming to support the new weight.
She of course failed to take any note of her tail swishing about, nor was she bothered by her hands developing sharp nails as she leaned sideways against the counter. "At least he gave us a warning this time, right? Last time he forgot to tell me that my power was gonna be out for six hours."
"Yeahhhh, I think he learned from that experience," Dillon joked, unable to keep his eyes away from her chest swelling up inside her shirt... followed by four more breasts taking shape in a pair of rows beneath her original pair, providing her with doggy-style teats.
"I'll tell you what he needs to fix next: the freakin' AC unit." She laughed as she pulled a furry hand across her forehead, panting in between words. She was getting sweaty fast, and not just because it was the tail end of summer. After a few more moments, she tugged at the bottom of her shirt. "Hey, ah, you don't mind if I...?" Dillon shook her head, and Tess took that invitation to practically rip off her shirt, revealing that she was naked from the waist down, her six mammaries held up by a six-cup bra with extra straps for all the considerable weight.
"Oh god, that's much better." She spent a moment twirling some of the hair from her head, still cascading around her shoulders in a beautiful red mess, before speaking up again. "Y'know, if you're feeling warm... I don't mind if you need to undress a bit too." Dillon's tail was glowing yellow by this point, but he obliged, pulling off his own shirt to reveal the boulder-hard abs and pecs beneath. There was a little whimper as she took in the sight of the muscular man, and Dillon realized that she wasn't just sweaty down at her groin.
He bit his lip as she looked up at him with a lustful gaze in her canine yes. She wanted him, badly, and he wanted her - at least, that was what her hormones were telling her. He still wasn't sure if he wanted to do this, not unless there was something more meaningful to underline all the physical stuff... but god, it was so tempting. And what was the point of having all this muscle, all this masculine glory, if he didn't get to use it on a girl who so very clearly wanted him to ravish her?