Eric wandered the halls of the building in a stupor. Gently, he ran his hands down his sides, feeling the gently curve of his hips that just a few hours hadn't been there.
"God...what happened back there" he murmured as he ran a hand through his hair.
The past few hours in his dedicated session with the lioness was truly a blur. He remembered she'd brought him back to a room with a massage table and lit a few candles. Being the ladies' man he is, he'd made a comment or two on her figure that she seemed to enjoy.
"You like my curves?" she had said "I bet you'd like to get your paws on curves like these every day..."
The phrasing was odd...but she definitely seemed into it. What happened next was, hard to describe. Her paws were all over his body, kneading it, almost...molding it. At one point, she'd grasped his cock....but not to jack him, just to....knead it...like the rest of his body.
At first it was all so strange, but he eventually lost himself in the sensation, it felt right, pleasurable.
She kept mentioning something about how the lionesses in the pride needed to treat each other right....but that just didn't make sense...
He felt a twitch behind him, turning, he saw the long and full lion's tail that emerged from his spine, poking out through a tailored hold in his shorts that hadn't been there before the session.
"Lionesses need to stick together..." he murmured, the connection fusing in his still addled mind. Reaching back, he felt the base of the tail. It felt strong, and when hit fingers made contact, sensitive.
"Mrrrr...Fuck...why does touching that feel so goood.."
A moan called out, breaking his line of thought and causing him to drop the tail.
"The fuck was that?" He asked himself as another moan rang out, this one more drawn out and seemingly dripping with pleasure.
Following the source of the sounds through the facilities' corridors, he found the source to be a somewhat ajar door.
"Thats right, this will help ease those aches and pains. After tonight's session, I guarantee you'll feel 15 years younger..."
Curious, Eric pushed the door open slightly, peaking inside. What he saw, took him aback.
The room was evidentially coaches, seeing as the 50-year-old was standing naked, in a hunched posture over the bed. One arm was holding him up while another was clasped tightly around his erect cock, stroking it slowly and lovingly.
Behind him, stood an equally nude, well-endowed roo woman. Gently, the woman was stroking the base of his spine, running her hands through a coat of thick red fur that engulfed much of his lower, up until his pecs and down until his feet.
Coach leaned his head back as she massaged his butt, ears flopping back in purse pleasure.
"God....just keep doin' that.." He moaned ' 's good"
The roo woman smirked, she then placed both hands directly on his tail bone and slowly began to mold the flesh out, pulling out new mass that previously didn't exist. Forming a thick, muscular tail.
At this coach shuddered "That feels odd, somthin's off..he said, turning his head to see what she was doing"
"Just relax Williams, I promise this will improve your physicality...your balance" With a paw, she gently turned his head back forward and directed his gaze down to his pouch. Meanwhile, her other paw continued to lengthen the tail, which was starting to get quite large, forcing coach to adjust his stance and lean further forward on the bed.
Her other hand playfully traced along the pouch.
"Have I steered you wrong yet?" She asked before plunging the hand down the pouch, kneading the inside. At this coach couldn't help but close his eyes and gasp once more, his hand working now double time on his cock.
"Thats what I thought" she cooed, as she finished her work. His tail, now finished, was meaty and powerful, befitting a well-trained roo.
"All right coach, you read to finish our session?" she asked, as she flipped him, back onto the bed, tail wagging eagerly in the air/
"Yessss " He moaned, his voice taking on an oddly feminine lilt
Sandra grinned, leaning forward she slowly licked across his aching cock. "I'm glad you like the new features, I know your boys will like them just as much as you do." She whispered, Toung playing with the tip while her hands played with the all-too sensitive base of his tail.
"Guh....Th boys will looove this" He cooed "The tail feels soo good and fuck, my pouch..." He hands entered his pouch, fingers dancing across the sensitive numbs inside. It was warm, moist, and oh so right...
Sandras muzzle suddenly took in his length, sucking back and forth only a few times before the coach arched his back in pleasure, moaning as cum entered into her mouth. Wiping her chin Sandra grinned down at coach.
"You're such a good team mom, letting your boys experience this too" she whispered down at him. The spent coach only murmured in agreement, tail wiggling slightly as he drifted to sleep.
Sandra stood and began getting dressed, at which point Eric knew it was time to leave. Collecting himself, he silently padded down the halls, not wanting to be caught.
"Th fuck was that" he thought, embarrassed at what he saw, but perhaps more embarrassed at the tent that had formed in his shorts. For some reason the display was...hot, and filled him with an unexpected sense of longing.
Hoping the tent would fade before he had to face his roommate, he snuck through the halls to make his way to bed.