Allison's expression slowly shifted from blank disbelief to a frown, verging on a sneer as she stared at her chat. She had expected something interesting, something fun for her that she could enjoy and be excited to show off. And these jerks...
Her hands clenched into fists. Did all her viewers really think so little of who she was? They wanted her to become a completely different person? How could they ask her to completely throw away her identity like that? Even her name wasn't good enough for them!
She took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down. It's not like she hadn't dealt with bad responses before. None that made her feel this devalued, but still, she'd seen some shit. And besides -- what had she expected? Swapping sex hadn't occurred to her, but in hindsight that wasn't unreasonable. Being a gay guy would mean her orientation would be the same. Being another ethnicity... again, not something that had ever occurred to her, but what would that really change?
Honestly, it wasn't the requests, it was the way they were phrased.
Another deep breath. her thoughts were still racing, but her expression was back under control. And her voice was only a little strained when she replied.
"Okay," she said through a forced smile. "So this isn't what I was expecting... hm..."
She paused the feed so she could look over the comments again. "Please become a man," LGBT, "please not white," "NOT FEMALE, NOT STRAIGHT, NOT WHITE." All caps, great. A "LEAP" in the right direction, screw you... "big black dick ... don't like the name Allison" fuck you too buddy... "handsome ... shirt and bow tie..." that's kinda cute... Wait, what's this again?
She'd almost missed it amidst the ocean of stuff demanding she became a hung black gay.
"Something foxy, maybe?"
She lifted an eyebrow at that. Then her smile became less forced, and more devious. "Hmm..."
"Foxy," you say...? She tapped the Chronivac emitter with a manicured nail. She wasn't super into anthros or whatever they were called, but she did like foxes, and the stories of mischief and mayhem associated with them. She had often wished she were more endowed -- intellectually as well as sexually. But while she may not have been brilliant, she liked to be cunning and tricky sometimes, as much as she liked putting on a show.
And she saw a way to subvert these lewd, insensitive demands while getting what she wanted at the same time.
"The people have spoken," she declared, almost grinning now. "Gotta say, didn't realise you were all such cock-obsessed horndogs, but I've wondered sometimes about going in a more 'adult' direction. So... 'not female, not straight, and not white,' with a big dick? Just let me set this up..."
She began editing the fields -- making sure to cut the view of her screen, teasing her viewers that she wanted to surprise them, putting up a stock image of a big question mark in place of the Chronivac readout. This caused a flurry of speculation as to what exactly she was going for.
She hesitated a bit as she assigned her new sex; did she really want to experiment with... that? But having said that she would have a big dick, she couldn't back out now. So she put in the sex, editted the drop-down for the dimensions of her forthcoming manhood, and moved on.
"Just... finishing up..." Again she hesitated, mouse hovering over the save button. Never mind the change, which should be easy enough to revert according to the instructions. Did she really want to go nude on camera? She hadn't been lying -- she knew cam girls made good money, and a part of her did want to show off her body -- as plain as she felt herself to be. And if this thing was telling the truth, she wouldn't be plain at all soon.
Fuck it. Honestly the thing was probably just a hoax. She set the timer and clicked "save." Then she switched the view so that she took up the whole screen as she stood from her chair.
"Okay boys, I hope you appreciate this.~" She pulled up her tank top, showing off her pink bra, before slipping the top over her head. Then she unclasped the bra and tossed it aside. "If this works, this will be the last time you see this soft, pale flesh. And if it doesn't -- because seriously, transformation? -- then at least I can give you a good show."
She shimmied out of her jeans and panties, and ran a finger over her mound, down at her folds. She shivered at the exposure, blushing. "Y-You guys sure you want me to swap this for a cock? Well, too late to back out now." Her eyes flicked to her computer, where the numbers ticked down. "Transformation should be begin in 3... 2... 1...!"
She caught her breath. Just as the countdown finished she felt it, a warm prickling all over her body. Her skin began to darken, and the comments on her feed exploded. She grinned again, anticipating their outrage when they realised how they'd been tricked, that the blackness sweeping her in its soft touch was fur, not skin...
"Ohhh Gooood" she moaned, caught off guard as the heat in her breasts and groin intensified. She could feel her clit throbbing, twitching as it gained in length, in girth; the fleshy hood morphing into the beginning of a sheath. More flesh bubbled out below it, hiding her vagina as it shifted back slightly. Her right hand was drawn down to struck the soft, velvety sack between her legs as the potent orbs within began to solidify and produce seed.
"Ahh..."
She hadn't realised this would feel so intense... so... solid and... full...
Out of sight, the feedback of her developing manhood caused her pussy to twitch, hot juice running out to dampen her inner thighs. The back of her ballsack. While Allison could feel it, to the viewers it just looked as if womanhood were turning to manhood, and dozens of comments flooded in, amazed and aroused.
"OMG she actually did it!"
"its working!!!"
"BIG BLACK DICK"
"cant beleive it"
"so fukkin hot!!1"
"Wait, why does she still have breasts?"
In fact, as Allison cradled one, it became obvious that they were getting bigger. Inch by inch they pushed out, rounding, plumping, overflowing her hand. The young woman began panting in pleasure, tongue lolling from her mouth as she hefted a heavy boob in one hand and heavy balls in the other.
"wtf"
"Is that fur1?"
"r blacks that dark"
"No way"
"What did she do"
"Look at her dick!"
She had moved her hand from sac back up to her swollen clitoris -- which was now several inches long and indeed thick enough to be called a dick. But instead of a mushroom-headed human organ it was a long, pointed red-black spire. And as her hand squeezed and stroked it, panting harder as she felt it pulse and grow, twin bulbs began to inflate at the bottom.
The comments grew more and more agitated, but Allison was beyond caring. "Gaaaaawd it feels so goooood..." Her voice took on more a throaty undertone, an animalistic purr as she felt soft pads overtake the inside of her hands as they pleasured her, fingernails drawing into tight, polished claws of jet.
She hunched over, huffing, body drawing together like a tightening spring. She felt like the power building in her loins, the engorging rock-hard spire in her hands and the potent fullness in her balls, was fuelling in the change in the rest of her body --
Pounding into her bones, forcing them into those of a powerful hybrid huntress, sinews drawing taut and muscles bulging aorund them. Pressing the balls of her feet out into thick, padded paws; heels pulled by her tightening muscles into hocks. Molding her legs into long, shapely curves while sheathing those muscles, her expanding hips and rear, with child-bearing fat. Pushing her face out into a long, slim, fang-filled muzzled, a husky snarl escaping her blackened lips.
Shaking her coccyx free, fur fluffing into a long, luxuriant brush, lashing even as it grew out with her dominant pleasure. Ears popping as they moved up her skull and perked into sensitive triangles. Eyes dimming -- barely noticed in the lusty haze -- as irises brightened to gold and her pupils tapered off.
"Ahhhh... aaaaggh God I'm... ah... ahh...!"
Then her vision exploded into flashes of white as the tension released; her words warping into an ear-piercing yowl. She reared up, joints popping as her back arched, revealing that she had gained nearly a foot and putting her furry globes and their fat, stiff nipples on full display -- if anyone could tear their eyes from the long, black-red spire whose slickened length throbbed imperiously in her clawed hand.
Ropes of semen pumped from her clenched balls through her enormous cock, the hard slick shaft bucking against her hand as she unleashed her first dual orgasm. She had just enough presence of mind to shift herself and aim her now nine-inch cock so that she didn't hose down all her expensive equipment in thick jizz.
The new sensation of masculinity was almost enough to overpower the old familiarity of her pussy spasming and nerves sparking, but she had heightened that aspect of her sexuality too, and she had to catch herself on her desk as her legs threatened to give out.
For a second all she could do was pant in satisfaction, her breath harsh and fast through her fangs. But soon Allison lifted her head, and smirked as she eyed the comments. The feed had mostly devolved into unintelligible raving, with a few legible denunciations of "liar!" and "furry!" As well as some actually supporting her and complimenting her new look.
"Heh... What's the matter?" she asked, straightening back up, and cocking her left hand on her hip. "You did say 'black with a big penis,' right?" She began to stroke it again, shuddering in delight at the feeling of power as she smeared her male cream over the hot flesh. "Or maybe it's too big for you little girls?"
She chuckled, savouring the sound of her new voice. It was still unmistakeable feminine, but a little deeper, with a trace of the feral growls she had emitting while transforming. The tips of her carnassials gleamed through her smile.
Without thinking, she pulled her hand from her cock and lifted it to her muzzle. She inhaled deeply of the sharp odour, feeling a sharp sympathetic jerk in her member as she took in its potency. And then her tongue unfurled and swiped the pearlescent drops from her fingers.
"Uh..." That cleared her head a bit; she hadn't actually wanted to taste herself. That was... too lewd... disgusting... But...
She licked her lips thoughtfully. "Hmph." Then she swung her arm out before curling it into a flex, biceps bulging. She looked at her display, smiling. She was black from her ears to the tip of her tail, except for her golden eyes and the dark red of areolae and nipples, and the even darker sheen of her black-red maleness and inner pussy. Her fur was thick over her back and shoulders, satiny smooth over her limbs and front; showing off the sculpted muscles in her arms and lower legs, the hardened six-pack of her abs.
She looked over herself, noting that her vision seemed to be sharper -- though the difference was nowhere near as acute as her hearing or sense of smell. But not only that... her mind felt sharper as well, even while relaxed in afterglow. She had maxed out the I.Q. field; she was curious as to how that would work out.
"Magnificent," she pronounced. She looked to the chat again, carnassials gleaming in her smirk. "Don't like it? Then fuck off."
She bent over, feeling her enlarged breasts swing in a way they never had before. This might take some getting used to... "Heh." She sent a few messages to her mods, and the more hateful commenters began to be blocked. Then she tweaked her display, showing herself next to her new stats.
Name: Allison Mounty
Age: 17
Gender: Hermaphrodite (gynomorphic)
Species: Red fox anthropomorph, Anthropalopex vulpes
Race: North American, A. v. fulva (black color morph)
IQ: Genius
Job: Online streamer
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Hair Color: Black
Penis Size: 9"
Breast Size: DD cup
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Clothes: None
Underwear: None