At around two in the afternoon Louis Whitefur was dispatched to the local High School. Like earlier there were reports just like the one’s from the college campus, that people were turning into horny animals. Louis knew what this meant; a teenager with a smartphone will have surely recorded a portion of the incident or is live streaming it.
“The cover is going to be blown,” Louis growls as he pulls into the school parking lot.
Getting out of his police cruiser; Office Louis is greeted by a female anthro raven furry. Her black feather plumage encompassing her body, save her arms and legs at the elbows and knees respectively. Her black scaly hands and feet ending in sharp talons; and she was displaying a creampie. Officer Louis smirked as the furry clearly had an amorous moment moments earlier.
“We got a report of a horny animal disturbance,” Officer Louis nodding to the fellow fury; “is assistance needed?”
“Its Principal Grousse,” the Raven furry speaking as she escort Officer Louis inside; “he has barricaded himself in the office.”
“And the student body,” Officer Louis looking confused before being interrupted.
“All that didn’t skip class,” the Raven smiling; “are currently enjoying their new bodies and furry mindset.”
Officer Louis Whitefur was surprised when he entered the school. Everywhere he looked, furries of all types are in a state of carnal bliss. Avian Furries mating with Reptilian Furries. Same sex couplings, three ways, on the floor, on a wall; even on a desk. Officer Louis smiled as he witnessed a young female anthro bluejay moan and shudder as her partner, a male anthro red panda of approximately the same age cum in her. Her satisfied sigh as her partner stayed mounted, refusing to pull out for as long as possible.
“In here officer,” the Raven furry; pulling Louis Whitefur’s attention away from rutting teenagers.
“See what you mean by enjoying,” the officer dispelling his glamor. The Anthro snow leopard furry surveyed the front office. Apart from the female Raven furry who escorted him in, only a female golden retriever furry and a male armadillo furry looking spent were present.
“Principal Grousse’s office in over there,” the raven furry gesturing.
“Oh let me kick down the door,” the golden retriever fury whining; “it should me that gives him this gift. But not before I cut his balls off and make him into a eunuch,” She adds with a growl; “that cheating bastard!”
“Enough Yolinda,” The raven furry shouting; “just let it go.”
"Never," Yolinda barking in anger.
Officer Louis ignored the bickering between the two as he used his runes to unlock the door. Trying to open it, he is met with resistance. Figuring a large filing cabinet was propped up like a makeshift barrier, Louis Whitefure shakes his head as he uses his runes to dissolve the wall separating him and the principal.
“Get back freak,” the principal shouting; throwing a stapler in a vain attempt to stop the approaching anthro snow leopard furry.
“It’s no use Principal Grousse,” Louis Whitefur grabbing the portly and terrified man; his claws digging into the man drawing blood. Enough to infect the man but not turn him right away.
“I just scratched you,” Louis Whitefur speaking; “You will become one of us. It’s just a matter of time,” the snow leopard furry helping the man up; “but I give you a choice. Come with me and I take you to a location that will allow you to change in comfort.”
“And the other,” the principal looking at the claw marks on his arm.
“From the sounds of things,” Officer Whitefur looking behind him and staring at the female golden retriever furry; “that lady has a grudge with you. You want to stay endure what ever wrath se wishes to inflict on you as you transform?”
“The still terrified portly man looked at the angry dog woman, then at the snow leopard. He then stares back at the cuts on his arm. “I’ll go with you,” sounding defeated; “just keep her from me.”
“I’m a police officer,” the snow leopard placing hand cuffs on the man. Handcuffs with the furry virus on them to ensure the man is more compliant and eager to embrace becoming a furry. “It’s my job to protect. As well as serve.”
“She was my wife,” the man speaking; breaking the awkward silence as Officer Louis Whitefur drove Principal Grousse to Lillian's spa. The police officer was keeping his promise but would still listen as he drove. “Threw my marriage away because I wanted an affair.”
“Was it worth it,” Louis Whitefur commenting; curious about the man as he starts to feel the effects of the furry virus.
“Twenty Years of marriage thrown away because he looked so… young,” the Principal sighing; “I would do it again, if I had a second chance.”
“Sound like you did something more then just infidelity", the officer getting concerned; “are you saying what I think you are saying?”
“He was eighteen,” Principal Grousse answering; “a consenting legal adult. I may be a closeted gay, but I’m no pedophile.”
“Thank goodness,” The officer responding; while the furry virus has altered the person to find acts of sex regardless of age or gender perfectly acceptable. He still believed that an adult coupling with by definition a cub in the eyes of a furry, pushed the limits of consent in his mind. But that debate was for another day as he pulled into the parking lot of Lillian Cottontail-Lovetooth’s spa. Helping Principal Grousse out, Officer Louis notices fur beginning to sprout; the soon to be furry was already struggling to remove his clothes as Louis removes the handcuff and helps him inside.
“Trudy I have another man here in need of relaxation,” Officer Louis speaking as a smiling anthro squirrel furry approaches to kiss the man in question.
“Please come with me,” Trudy cooing; “and thank you Officer Louis. Please return soon.
“I will if time permits during my shift,” Office Whitefur smiling. “I’ll be waiting for him to finish. I need to return him back to the school.”
“So,” Trudy leading the man to the back; “what is your name?”
“Randy Grousse,” the dazed man speaking; his clothes already removed and he had a raging hard on and a glazed look to him.
Trudy leads him in the hot tub room where there is couple already relaxing. A female giraffe fury and a female lemur furry got up from the hot tub to help Trudy with their new guest. Without words all three began to caress and stimulate the man as they dragged him into the warm waters. The giraffe anthro guided the man to one of her breasts; encouraging him to suckle while Trudy went between fondling the man’s balls and sucking his cock. The lemur furry used runes to summon a magical strap on and went behind the man and started to penetrate him anally.
“Huhh,” Randy Grousse moans as he felt his anus being invaded; a squirt of milk entering his mouth as he reflexively clamped back down on the offered breast. The sensation of his manhood being played with pushed him to heights of ecstasy. He didn’t last long before he blew his load.
His mind addled, vision blurred; Randy didn’t notice as his body rapidly covered itself in grayish looking fur. His hands and feet looking pink and hairless; ending in small pink claws. A hairless pink tail froms from his expanding coccyx; as long as his body thrashing behind him, confirming he was becoming a anthro rat furry. His muzzle pushing out just as his ear grew rounded and moved to the top of his head. Whiskers forming at the same time as his runes on the wrists and ankles appear. He opens his eyes as he finally came down from his release. Feeling pleased and content. Randy put up zero resistance when Trudy escorted him back to Officer Whitefur.
“Feeling better,” The officer speaking to the new anthro rat furry standing before him with a satisfied look.
“Yeah,” Randy answering; “why was I so afraid of this. Being a furry feels great,” Andy curiously checking the heft of his new furry balls, admiring how large they became.
“Good,” the officer nods; “then you won’t have a problem in returning to the school. I think you owe your ex-wife an apology.”
“Yolinda,” Randy rolling his eyes; “I suppose. At least we will now be on equal footing,” Randy chuckling as he sits in the back seat of the cruiser.
“So Randy,” The officer getting in to drive; “do you still want to be called Principal Grousse?”
“The students and parents will address me as Principal Whiptail,” Randy answering with an air of authority; “But I will also permit being addressed as Mr. Whiptail.”
“Okay,” the officer rolling his eyes as he heads back to the high school.