Max started to feel the little pet in his shirt pocket grow into a much bigger pet. He wasn’t going to make it home.
Rick felt himself begin to grow and change back. What was he going to do? He had entrusted Max with his safety and now he was going to transform midday in public back into a naked man. The humiliation of it all!
Max took Rick in his hands. He looked around for a place to hide, somewhere out of the way while his friend was transforming. Salvation came in the form of a port-a-potty, a slim little public toilet off the greenbelt path. He rushed inside, still holding Rick in his hands, and locked the stall door behind him.
Rick's body was growing longer and bigger, his head and torso becoming distinct shapes, his arms and legs growing longer. Max set Rick down on the small, dirty floor below him. He grew less furry, his eyes returning to their normal position and color, his ears shrinking and relocating, his nose and mouth reforming. Rick began squeaking less and vocalizing more.
“Unhhhh, my boodddyy.” He was taking up more room in a facility clearly meant for one. His legs grew long enough for him to hoist himself back on his butt, his genitals now on display. His dick became unhidden, his balls reshaping and reforming below his human phallus. It was hard as a rock, and he couldn’t stop himself from taking his still claw-like hands and grabbing it.
Max could see as the fur faded from Rick’s face how beat-red humiliated Rick was. It only took ten seconds of stroking before a few piddles of semen dropped from Rick’s cock, the true force of the orgasm rocking his body back and forth.
Soon, Rick’s face was back to normal, his breathing was heavy, his body settled at its full size. Any fur that was left was there when they started. His hands were no longer claws. He was just a naked man, squeezed up under his friend in a port-a-potty.
“That was the most humiliating thing I’ve ever experienced.” Rick said.
“Yeah, we should probably talk about that,” Max replied. He proceeded to explain how he’d hit that switch when setting the parameters. “I could tell it was working a bit but I didn’t know how much. Looks like it worked so well the thought of being exposed caused you to cum when transforming both into and back from my little hamster. Looks like you liked it.”
Rick had to admit, Max was right. But he wasn’t going to say so right now. “I trusted you to make sure I’d be safe.”
“I mean, you are safe,” Max said. “No one saw you transform. Are you still experiencing that humiliation setting?”
“Not at the level I was. I’m embarrassed, for sure. I’m sitting on the floor of a public toilet, naked, below my friend. I’m less humiliated and more pissed off.” Rick started to stand up, pressing up against Max, his dick rubbing up against his friend’s bulge in the enclosed space.
“Don’t worry. I’ll go run back to your home and get your clothes.” Max started to open the door to the toilet, but Rick stopped him.
“Nah,” Rick replied. “You’ll stay here. I’ll go grab some clothes.”
“But, you’re naked, dude.” Max looked down at his nude friend.
“Not after you strip and give me your clothes,” Rick said, looking Max in the eye.
Max stared back at his friend. He though about protesting, but he could tell Rick was serious. Rather than make him angrier, he started to slip off his shoes and socks. Piece by piece, he wrestled in that tight space, taking off his shirt, pants, and underwear. Rick slipped on the clothes in turn, and soon the roles were reversed.
“I’ll be back…soon.” Rick said, handing Max his phone. He knocked the door open and stepping out.
Max covered his junk and grabbed the door to close it. As he locked the door behind him, he hoped that Rick would come back soon with clothes. It was only fair, he thought, that he have a slight bit of humiliation himself.
Rick would come back with some clothes, but he took his sweet time walking back home. Max could wait a bit while Rick collected his thoughts after that amazing experience.