Sweaty and gasping, Ramon and Gina reached their car. With a squeal of rubber on loose gravel they kicked up a plume of dust as the vehicle turned and fled the woods.
Panting heavily, Gina looked wide eyed around the interior of the car. Ramon stared over the wheel, jaw set and intense. Adrenalin was still flowing and Gina’s heart was still racing, and not from the exertion of their scramble to escape. Instead, now that they were both ‘safe’ in the car, Gina could admit how outrageously horny she still was, and how close she had gotten to jumping into a lake of cum. She had wanted to, reeeaaally wanted to. To jump in and feel the lumpy cum flow over her skin, flow over her face, to spread her legs and stuff it into her hairy snatch.
Sweating profusely she watched Ramon grit his teeth and grip the wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. She loved the man, but right then, inertia and fear were the only things stopping her from making a grab for the wheel to turn back.
Instead she made a piteous whine and writhed in her seat. “S’matter babe?” Ramon grunted through clenched teeth.
“Hhhnnn… fffuuuckkbabe” Gina cried tears leaking from her eyes, she twisted, kicking off shoes and socks and began pulling down her leggings. “Gotta fuck babe…” she grunted. Scooting down in the seat she put her bare feet onto the dash and spread her legs as wide as she could. With a *splp* sound her puffy, engorged flower blossomed, dribbling precum.
Gina looked down over herself, over the now puffy lower breasts and furry midriff. This was so fucked, clearly some kind or reaction or infection. Everything about her medical past told her this was serious, that she should be booking it to the nearest hospital. Everything else though, all her senses and experiences were telling her that whatever was happening was completely worth it, to feel as good as she did. She had never felt this horny. She had never felt this blissful, she had never felt this fecund or fertile. She had never felt this womanly.
Four curled fingers of her right hand disappeared into her waiting snatch and with a grunt she came as her hand mashed her engorged clit. Stars exploded behind her eyes and her vision went white. Endorphins flooded her entire body, from fingertip to toes. Her fur stood on end as her core muscles convulsed, clamping down on her hand. The feeling of something pressing against her vaginal canal set off a secondary orgasm, keeping the sensations going and making her shake with bliss. The shaking made her legs clamp shut and her hand was trapped squashed on her sensitive clit again. A third rake of explosions ripped through her then, starting from deep in her core and making her cry out in ecstasy. She warbled for some time as each movement or shift triggered another impact as orgasm after orgasm tore through her; as she realized that her orgasms weren’t going to stop unless she did.
She wasn’t sure when, but at some point she had swapped hands to wipe the scent of her bliss over her face and nose, setting off a race of orgasms that made pressure build even behind each of her budding nipples. All of them feeling like they wanted to pop and explode in glorious rapture.
As time began to loose meaning, Gina felt her mind slipping; why, given the choice of this, or anything else, would anyone not want to feel like this? Every inch of her felt like sex incarnate, like she was born to be a sex god, a sex fiend… a sex... sex… a sex beast!
A sex beast.
A sexy hairy beast
A hairy, sexy, plump, beast. Fucked and fucking…
“Gina”
Covered in cum. Stuffing her snatch full of it.
“Gina!”
Stuffed full of cum. Nipples exploding with milk. Womb stuffed with cum. A sexy cum filled beast.
“GINA!”
Her world shook violently and a pinprick of reality opened at the edge of her vision. She knew this voice.
“GINA! The fuck are you doing?” it called loudly, while the violent shaking continued. Her arms were now no longer under her control.
Waves and currents within her ebbing, with every passing heartbeat she came back to. Every pump of blood not laden with endorphins brought back a little bit of Gina from the animal her mind had let take over.
Their car was pulled in at the roadside she realized. Some ways from the woods, almost.. almost home. But in a quiet place. Ramon, that was his name, was standing beside her, car door open, holding her arms tightly and shaking her.
“Gina C’mon!”
“Mmmwwaamon… Ramon.” She managed. “you looked like you were having a fit babe? You came and came, and then looked like you were having a fit… what is going on with you?... My car… look at my car, did you piss yourself?” Ramon rambled.
Now back in the world Gina looked around, she knew it wasn’t piss, but her cum that dripped from his dash, and soaked his passenger seat. “ Ramon I…” what could she even say to explain to him what had happened. That she had turned into a *shiver*, sexy hairy animal…
A lie… that would do.
“Yeah, think it was a fit babe. Musta been. Fever maybe. I’ll go to the clinic after I freshen up and get it checked out.”
“Yeah, you will?” Ramon asked hopefully. She nodded and he finally let go of her arms.
Gina remained silent for the entire journey back. Not that Ramon was talking anyway. Pussy itching to be penetrated, Gina sat squirming in her seat. She jumped once arrived, grabbed her gear, shamefully double checking the cannister sample of cum was stuffed into her bag, and left Ramon with a kiss and a promise she would go to the clinic to check out her ‘fever’ and the hair.
She did fully intend to go to the clinic, though not quite for the same reason as Ramon thought.