“GRRRAHHHH!” You scream, falling to your knees and grabbing your cock under your pants. It’s so full... it’s so hard. It’s pulsating painfully. Eager. Ready. Dripping pre. As promised, the heat turns to a stark burn. Your skin turns red, you’re cooking from the inside out. You let out a long and prolonged scream of agony as you try to fight against the physical transformation overtaking your human body.
Savannah steps back nervously on her hooves. She stares at you with awe and shock. “So strong...” she whispers, voice reduced to a nearly inaudible whisper.
“NOOOO!” You scream. It... begins to turn. You can feel it. You pant desperately and tears stream down your face. Every inch of your form protests in sheer agony, but it’s starting. You feel your muscles start to cool first. The tightness in your trembling body begins to fade. You collapse onto your hands and knees and are startled to feel a longer tongue slithering back into your mouth as it shrinks. The sharper points of your ears round back to human. The itching begins to fade. Then it stops. You feel a wave of relief as your flesh cools. You feel normal again.
Savannah stares in awe. Complete and utter awe. You look up at her and whimper. She stares back with concern.
“Incredible,” the giraffe breathes, her great chest heaving in excitement. “I’ve never seen anybody regain composure once it starts. Absolutely incredible.”
She takes a step forward and you scuttle back on the pavement in horror, slamming your back against the shed you were hiding in. Your heart is pounding. The giraffe approaches, blinking, and leans down again. Her face is inches from yours.
“Jack...” She whispers, “Please... let me change you. Become my mate. My partner. My lover. My friend. I’m... so lonely. I need somebody to share my life with. You’ll survive the process, I just know it. You’ll still be you when we’re done.”
“No, no, no!” You plead. “Please don’t do this, Savannah! I... I...”
“Do... do you have somebody at home? Family you love? Do you already have a mate?”
“No, I... I just...”
“Jack,” she whispers again, gently. “Please. I’ll never meet anybody like you again. No human being has ever come close to you.”
“The others...” you whimper. “What happened to them?”
“They... went all the way. They lost their intelligence. They were horny dumb men. It was so easy. So fast. So disapointing.”
“Both of them?” You gasp.
“Yes.” Savannah nods. “But you’re different. You’re so different. Please...”
You start to itch again. “FUCK!”
The giraffe gasps and steps back. You can see hope in her eyes. She really wants this.
“Unnnnnghhhhh....” You whimper. “Stop... turn off your... your scent.”
Reluctantly, somewhat sadly, Savannah takes the rejection as is and you sense the delicious animal aroma wafting through the air began to disperse. Her ears fall sadly. She looks down at the ground in shame.
You can’t feel a little sad for her as the change stops abruptly. You stop fighting, you slowly slow to a normal heartbeat.
“How... how did you... did you do that?”
“The ones who have been genetically altered have natural chemicals that induce transformation,” she says somewhat sullenly. “That’s how. I could easily turn them back on again. Stronger than before. You’d be helpless against them. You’d change so fast.”
“But I’d lose my consciousness.” You gulp. “Become a full animal.”
“Exactly.” She says, somewhat bitterly. “Another big dumb man to piss, and shit, and eat, and fuck without any soul or mind. Just a collection of basic instincts. Just a hollow shell.”
“Can... can I go?” You gulp.
The giraffe is steaming mad. You can tell. Her brow is narrowed and she’s angry. Her voice is sharp. “I really liked you, you know. We could have been so fucking good together. You have no idea how magical this place is. No idea how amazing and fulfilling your life could be.”
“Walking around in a pen pretending to be dumb for tourists?”
“That’s just a job.” She spits. “That’s not my life. But whatever, yes, you can go. Go back to your stupid human world. Leave me to suffer alone.”
“Savannah...” you stand, trembling after the shock of nearly losing your humanity. “I’m so sorry. I... I get it. I do. But... I’m... I’m...”
The lady giraffe turns coldly and sighs long and heavily, her great lungs heaving out and then slowly releasing. “Just go. God damn, you were something special. Just fucking go.”
You gulp before she turns her freaky powers back on and make haste down the brick path leading out of the Africa exhibits. One of the zebras eyes you in horror through the fence. She gasps.
“You... you’re still a man!” The zebra exclaims.
“Yes, and I’m staying that way!” You snarl. You’re not about to become a zebra either.
“Okay! Okay!” The zebra backs off, startled at your anger. “I wouldn’t want you anyway, man! Just take it easy!”
Your storm past the cages and ignore the tall ostrich staring down at you in shock as you pass by. The bird turns to chase you and catches you in mid stride, keeping up easily.
You scowl.
“You gonna fuck change me too?”
“Uh... no.” The ostrich blinks, his voice masculine. “Listen, can... can I talk to you, friend? Please?”
His voice wavers at the end and it catches your sympathy. You stop and find a number of animals are staring at you in the same sad shock and disappointment as the ostrich.
“Can... can I offer you a drink? Can we sit and talk like civilized animals? Human to ostrich?”
“I was just about seduced and turned into a giraffe a couple minutes ago,” you grumble. You’re still mad. “I...”
“Yes, yes.” The ostrich waves his wings in the universal ‘calm your tits’ gesture that apparently crosses species. “I know, she came on too strong. Please...”