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Transform or Dare?

Two friends become a little more than friends...

added by Wingrider A year ago A BM TG

Susan had been shuffling through not only her closet, but her fathers, and even some boxes of her mother's left behind cloths. The best things she could find were an old gym hoodie that had a giant hole in the pocket, and no elastic left anywhere, along with an old pair of sweatpants that belonged to her mother...once again, so old that the elastic had crumbled, and the crotch was worn thin. "Well...better than nothing. I'll go give these to Jen and find a skirt or something..."

Heading downstairs, Susan didn't see any sign of Jen, other than the discarded clothing. She was going to look around, when she heard a bit of a crash in the bathroom. She didn't even think to knock, fearing Jen had hurt herself...or broke something, and opened the door. "Jen I heard a crash, what's.....what....."

What greeted her wasn't a broken sink, or towel rack, or even toilet...but Jen bent over, trying to reach something with her tremendous gut...and her exposed nethers pointed at the door. Just seeing Jens naked, plump lips sent strange signals to Susan's brain...signals reflected in how her rat dick immediately cam to an almost painful erection. Susan dropped the cloths she had in hand, barely registering the Jen was actually trying to talk to her, and lunged toward her magnificently flabby ass. With Susan now jammed into the small room with Jen, the latter girl couldn't exactly turn or move a leg to push Susan away. Susan spread her ass apart, stuffing her face and nose between Jens anus and pussy, starting to lick the edges of her friend while she couldn't stop her. "Oh Jen...you have no idea...how long I've waited to taste you..."

Susan's mind was being flooded with unfamiliar hormones and endorphins...she could literally not control herself. "*squuueeeal* Susan! What are you...Get. Off. Mrreeeee!!" Jen had needed to release a bit of gas from the fall, but she didn't want to just fart in her friends face. Now though, Susan was trying to have a bit of unwanted 'fun' with Jen, so...she let it rip.

Susan was mid lick, when an almost noxious cloud came from the hole right above her nose. Instead of getting sick or repulsed by it though...Susan took a large whiff, making her lick her lips, and only making her dick harder. She redoubled her efforts to give Jen her best tongue game, but failed to notice a tingling feeling spreading across her face...

Her upper lip puffed up slightly while her incisors lengthened, short whiskers starting to sprout from under her nose. The bridge of her nose swelled, making her face seem wider, and spreading her eyes apart, while her forehead elongated. Her nose itself flattened and reshaped, even as it pushed away from the rest of her face, but that only served to give her better access to Jens slit, which she began to hungrily lick and slurp at.

Jen was struggling not to give in to the...delightful sensations. She and everyone else on the squad had known the Susan was into girls, but none of them had actually accepted her advances. Jen was experiencing just how much Susan had practiced for all of them...and Jen had nowhere to retreat to. She could go further in, trap herself in the tub, but the was no solution either. "Susan...*wree*...please...*uhn*...stop!"

"I'm sorry Jen *skree*, I can't *squeak* wait any longer!" She gave one last, long lick across her pussy and anus, before climbing onto Jen's back...bringing her thin, erect rat cock to poke at her thick, dripping lips. Jen squealed in shock and surprise, as Susan shoved herself into the padded backside. Susan squeaked with delight, her tongue hanging out of her new rat muzzle, before leaning over and resting on Jen. She reached around to Jens front, moans starting to mix with grunts and snorts, even as Susan thrust away, and she began playing with Jens fat nipples. "Nnah...you taste...and smell...so good Jen." Jen just kept trying to hold onto her grip, as if she fell, she had a feeling Susan would go harder.

Unfortunately for Jen, she also felt a now familiar tingle...all along her front side...


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