Spring had sprung and cupid had a job to do. Perched on the edge of an oak leaf high up in a tree, the little fairy held his breath, eying his prey from afar as he drew his patented “love-at-first-sight” arrow, pulling it back in his bow as he prepared to fire the shot that would guarantee love. On the other end of his sight were two squirrels – male and female.
“Okay you two, promise me you’ll make lots of squirrel babies for me!” Cupid giggled, counting down the shot in his head as he aimed straight for the animal’s heart. “Three… two… one…”
“Vroooom!” erupted the sound of a lawnmower igniting right below the whole scene. Cupid’s concentration was shattered, the arrow misfiring, flying off course as it struck the poor male squirrel right in the scrotum. It let out a chittering yelp, tumbling off the branch away from his potential paramour – down towards that accursed lawnmower that caused the whole thing.
Cupid couldn’t watch, screwing his eyes tight and preparing for the worst, only to hear that rumbling engine stop as soon as it started.
“Jesus!” cried out the young teenage boy operating the lawnmower, stopping the machine just inches away from the sprawled-out animal – just inches before turning the squirrel into lawn clippings. The boy knelt down to look at the poor creature, seeing it was taking shallow breaths as it laid on its back. “Oh God, little guy. You took quite a tumble, didn’t ya?” The boy let out a sigh of relief, gently prodding the fuzzy critter with a finger, hoping to rouse it back to consciousness.
Cupid could look again, wiping the sweat from his brow as he realized disaster was just narrowly avoided. The fairy knew that was Jake, one of the boys that lived in the nearby house. Cupid huffed out an exasperated sigh - If only those humans realized how disruptive they were to nature… love making isn’t easy, and they were just making his job worse! There had to be a better way – a way to get these disruptive humans to cooperate…
“Whoa…” Jake gawked at the little creature as his eyes stared blankly at the squirrel’s balls. Right where the little love arrow had struck, the rodent’s testicles were swelling, minuscule nuts swelling to the size of plump acorns, getting bigger and fatter with every breath. The teen looked on in a fascination as those fuzzy orbs began to press against the squirrel’s inner thighs.
“Gods… the arrow’s not supposed to do that.” Cupid cursed under his breath, watching the whole scene from above as the critter’s sheath plumped up as a small tip of squirrel cock began to peak out. The misfire into the animal’s genitals diffidently caused it – but it looked like it was okay, the critter’s eyes were finally opening up.
As the it woke up from its fall, cupid could swear he saw hearts in its eyes as it gazed at Jake. In an instant, it had rolled back on all fours, charging at the teen’s arm as it suddenly latched onto his wrist, its hips rocketing back and forth as they slapped his little hard-on against his skin.
“Araugh! What!?” Jake shrieked, falling backwards onto his butt and tossing the infatuated squirrel away only for it to boomerang back to him, scurrying all over his body as he dragged that hot little prick and date-sized balls all over his unwilling lover. The love-at-first-sight arrow worked! Just not in the way cupid had expected… Who would have thought it worked between species?
As they fae pondered, Jake rolled around on the grass desperately trying to get a hold of the horny little creature as it zoomed this way and that. Suddenly it jumped, pouncing on his face as those little paws grasped hold of the teen’s cheeks. The boy laid on the ground, stunned in his surprise as the rodent’s cock made use of the only hole it could find. That hot little penis easily slipped between the boy’s lips, the squirrel’s thighs hammering away with abandon at the teen’s mouth. Jake could taste it… salty goo rubbing against the tip of his tongue as the little creature force-fed him a few spurts of warm, musky pre. The boy finally realized the extent of what was happening. Lifting a hand up and preparing to wring the little creature’s little body to a pulp, Jake was suddenly interrupted by a prick in the palm of his hand.
The pain of Cupid’s second arrow was minuscule, the shaft of the projectile so small the boy couldn’t see it, but it paralyzed him. His whole body felt numb, completely unable to do a thing about the squirrel making love to his maw. Never in a million years did he think he’d lose his virginity like this… He had a girlfriend, damnit. He didn’t like boys… and especially not boy squirrels. He hated that rodent cock pistoning between his lips, lightly grazing his two buck-… teeth…?
Jake was in a daze, only half-realizing his front teeth had stretched out to rodent proportions, canines merging into nut-chomping fangs. He mustered a whimper, feebly writhing on the grass as those plump fuzzy balls plapped against his chin undaunted. Something was starting to feel terribly wrong, but he just couldn’t place it… this stupid squirrel was making everything… difficult. He needed to get up… to get away. There’s no way he liked this… he hated this-
A searing-hot dollop of salty liquid-musk seeping out from the squirrel’s tapered cock tip onto Jake’s quivering tongue. He gagged, tastebuds bathed in that peppery bestial scent as another shot-glass-sized cum shot instantly painted his tongue yet again. The squirrel’s paws gripped Jake’s cheeks tighter, his magically-induced virility instantly refilled his balls as he humped away against the boy’s lips.
Spurt after spurt, Jake could feel those cum shots getting bigger. At first, they only covered his tongue, but soon every spurt was giving him a mouthful of cum, his cheeks starting to bloat out as squirrel jizz dripped form his lips. He soon realized that those loads of semen weren’t getting larger, however - he was getting smaller!
Jake’s head started to shrink as brown peach-fuzz covered his cheeks. His mouth and nose fused into a small snout as his ears perked up, stretching into long points like an elf. The teen felt it all vividly, that same brownish-grey fur coating his chest in warm fluff as his T-shirt and jeans got looser. His hand and feet audibly crackled, paw pads and short tree-climbing claws dressing his palms as his tailbone burst out from his spine.
“Stop… please… please…” Jake moaned, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of gooey squirrel spunk, his changes accelerating with each drop of musky bestial jizz. Strange, feral instincts urged him to submit, budding animalistic lust wrestling with his rational mind as he was fed pure, liquid sex. It told him he wasn’t human… that he was an animal… that he was a girl…
The revelation struck Jake as his floppy cock loudly slurped into his groin. Bestial honey seeped from a new opening as his balls followed suit, swallowed up inside his plush new femininity as his whole body shrunk in turn. He was practically swimming in his T-shirt now, his cunt gushing out sheer lust as he slowly realized the squirrel on top of him was bigger than he was now. His cheek pouches almost burst as he felt that two-inch long rodent shaft slop along his tongue, stuffing his mouth with that relatively massive penis as one more hefty load of squirrel-batter got blasted down his throat. Then, the larger male withdrew, leaving the new Jake there lying on his back gasping for air.
The former-boy looked down at his body. Fluff covered ever appendage, a huge tail the size of his whole body flicking against the ground as his intense female heat sizzled between his quadrupedal flanks. Jake rolled onto all fours, groggily limping around as his mind quickly began to learn how to use his new legs.
“No… not a squirrel.” Jake chittered inhumanly, desperately looking around for help. “Please… anyone!”
As Jake called out, the male squirrel stepped up to his aid – stepping behind him, smooshing his muzzle into the former-boy’s pussy. The former-human leapt away, fur standing on edge, “No! Not that! I’m not a girl!”
His body disagreed; his rear still slick with need as his animal instincts slowly began to eat away at his human consciousness. “No longer human… you’re meant for nothing more than breeding… it’ll feel good…” Jake’s growing lust spoke out in his head, only for him to dismiss it with a shake of his head.
“No! Get away! Help!” The female squirrel chittered as the male darted after her, the two climbing up the oak tree, deftly leaping from branch to branch as Cupid looked on in amazement.
Who knew that his “love-at-first-sight” arrows could cause such a love to blossom? That second arrow really tied things together. Cupid smiled, looking around from atop the tree branch as the new female squirrel desperately tried to cling onto humanity. The fairy looked back down to the yard, wondering if there were any other humans that he could play match-maker for - if there were any other humans that would like a very special Valentine like Jake.