Erick sneered as he saw the human charging at him. While Ryan was one of the stars of their college football team, Erick was a fourth-degree black belt. And now he was a head taller and much more muscular than the 6'2" quarterback.
He took the charge almost full-on, his massive frame easily absorbing the shock; but leaving Ryan enough momentum for the beast king to shunt him off to the side. Ryan staggered out onto the carpet, and a moment later the lion pounced on him, bearing him to the floor with a grunt. Erick straddled him, Ryan's anger lost in confusion at his fall, which turned to fear as he saw the beast-man above him in the lightning.
"Wh-what -- what the hell are you!?" he shouted, trying to sound brave.
"YOUR KING!" roared Erick. Ryah flinched as he saw long wicked claws unsheathe, then screamed as they raked across him. However, they merely grazed his chest, tearing open his shirt and the crotch of his pants. The roar rang in his ears, muddling his thoughts. The scratches stung, a few drops of blood welling from them. But soon that pain was forgotten as heat spread from them, pleasure pounding through him with his blood, pushing his cock up from his ruined underwear.
Erick laid down atop him, pinning his arms. Bringing his muzzle to Ryan's face as their cocks pressed together.
"What's wrong, Ryan?" snarled Erick through a triumphant leer. "Don't want me to fuck your little bro? Why? Is it because you want to be first?"
"Uh... fuh-!?" Ryan's head swam. All he could think about was how big the predator was -- his fangs, his muscles. His spiny cock. Ryan had always been proud of his seven-and-a-half inches, but damn he felt fucking girly with the lion's majestic prick pressed up against his. Thrusting against him like he was some kind of sex toy, the heavy mass of a furry ballsack weighing down against him, making his own orbs feel puny by comparison, shrinking up against his groin as if in shame.
The relentless stroke of the spines across his cock was tugging it back, making it smaller and more sensitive. Ryan began to writhe, thinking he was trying to break free, unaware that he was desperately grinding back against the powerful male feline.
"That's rrriiight, Rrryan..." growled the massive beast, Ryan's body vibrating helplessly with the deep voice. "Submit to me! Submit to King Erick!"
"Ahh --- ahhhh! E-Eriii-iick...!?" Ryan's voice broke as he moaned his friend's name. A shock jolted through him as his balls lifted, transitioning into a female reproductive system and filling him with pleasure that settled in four points on his chest. His nipples, swelling fat and erect together with a new, second pair, as if to make up for his cock as it compressed into a throbbing little clit in the folds of his -- her new labia. Pale yellow fur began to flood out from loins and areola, and the fading scratches.
The smell of a fertile lioness filled Erick's nostrils. Another low laugh growled from his throat. "That's right, Erick. I'm in charge now, Ryan --" He shifted, letting his spiny spire rake across the nascent lioness' swollen nether lips -- "or, hrrm. I think Rianna is a better name for a female. Now give your king a taste."
He bent his head down, his muzzle touching a face rapidly forming into a feminine feline muzzle to match. Ryan -- Rianna -- felt her mouth opening meekly, letting the male's sandpapery muscle in to explore her own roughening tongue, her sharpening teeth. She whimpered through the kiss, her new snout drawing in the heady scent of the aroused male. Making her aware of her nipples as they were squeezed into his firm, furry pectorals by her expanding breasts. Of his thick, barbed cock as it roughly teased her needy pussy.
Then Erick pulled away. He stood up, stretching and roaring, pre-cum dropping down to land on the lioness below. She blinked up in need and confusion, one freed hand going to the aching emptiness between her legs, the other to massage her still-growing mammaries. Erick smirked back down at her.
"Now that you know your place, Rianna... It's time for me to get back to what you interrupted." He turned away from her, both of them looking to where Johnathan had been left against the wall.