“So this is where Scabs and Pus are at?”
Office Louis Whitefur looked at Lankey and Slag with suspicious. Lanky now an anthro Koala Furry and Slag, an Anthro Copperhead snake furry just shrugged their heads. Louis Whitefur the anthro snow leopard furry just grumbled as he followed the two; or in this case Lankey to the spot.
“ Behind the school,” Louis muttering; “this I did not see coming.”
“Just follow the extension cord,” Lankey responding; leading the group to a decrepit cabin in the middle of a densely wooded area.
Louis vaguely remembered this spot when he was a teenager; smiling inward as he too played hookey a time or two at this spot.
“This is McCrowly’s old hunting cabin,” Louis looking impressed; “I can’t believe it’s still standing.”
“You know of it,” Lankey looking stunned; “How?”
“It was here when I was a kid,” Louis answering; “But there were more woods back then and less houses and the school wasn’t even around.”
“You never went to school,” Slag chiming in.
“Your high school wasn’t built,” Louis rolling his eyes as he rips apart the boards; his runes glowing as he uses magic to augment his already impressive furry strength. “My high school burnt down,” Louis answering. “But enough dithering,” Louis satisfied that a large enough opening has been made into the structure; “lets get Scabs and Pus. You two know what to do.”
Both Lankey and slag nod in unison as they enter first. Officer Louis taking up the rear; ensuring the new furries didn’t try to bolt out of his custody. They quietly crept towards the cellar entrance. The sound of loud music could be heard; load enough to drown out their steps.
“They are definitely here,” Slag flicking his forked tongue in and out; tasting the air like a typical snake. “I recognize that voice, but not the song.”
“It’s Witches Dance by Mercyful Fate,” Louis answering; looking at the two teenage furrys as they had this confussed expression.
“Before King Diamond went solo, he fronted an eighties metal band called Mercyful Fate,” Louis looking at the two; “I’m Gen X, I grew up listening to this.”
Both Lankey and Slag grinned as they pressed on. The door was already open and they saw both Scabs and Pus lounging on a couch drinking from a bottle they keep passing around. The two are clearly intoxicated as they keep looking at their hands.
“Dude,” Scabs slurring; “my hands look blurry.”
“This Mescaline is fucking my up,” Pus laughing; “pity Lankey and Slag aren’t here. They’d be down for this.
“But we are her,” Lankey answering as come up from behind and shoves Scabs to the ground. Pus just laughed as he too was pushed down by Slag. Both too currently messed up to notices, that their friends are now furries.
Officer Louis waves a hand paw and causes the clothes, Scabs and Pus are wearing to dissolve.
“Don’t struggle,” Slag whispering to Pus; “You’ll soon come to enjoy this.”
Pus tried to speak but was quickly silenced as he felt Slag’s reptilian rod penetrate his anus. The precum providing some lubrication, but still causing the now naked boy to wince in pain. Scab also cried out as he too was anally penetrated by Lankey. Soon the two furries got into a slow rhythm of pumping their shafts in and out of the naked boys they have mounted; Lankey’s furry balls swinging freely and slapping Scabs nut sack with each thrust. This causes both to moan in pleasure as they worked towards climax. Pus was panting hard as he felt getting hilted by Slag with each thrust; his cries soon turn to moans as the furry virus was already hard at work changing him.
Officer Louis soon cut the music so all that could be heard was the moaning of four horny teenagers in the middle of a rut. Scab was already showing signs of fine coat of black fur enveloping his body; his face pushing out into a muzzle as a small stubby tail pushes out above his ass. His feet and hand shift to paws ans his tongue was lolled out as he was awash in sexual pleasure.
Pus was showing feathers sprouting from his body; brilliant read feathers as his face pushes out into a yellow beak. His arms and legs gaining black scaley skin and ending in claws. He too had his testicles retreat into his body; like reptiles, avian furries cock and balls were internal. He was turning into and anthro Cardinal Furry while Scabs was turning into and Anthro Doberman furry. With Lankey and Slag picking up in tempo it wasn’t long before they came into Scab’s and Pus’s rectums, causing the new furries to also cum as runes appeared on their wrists and ankles, finalizing their transformation into furries.
As soon as Lankey and Slag pulled out; both Scabs and Pus stood up. Both still looking confused as the mescaline was still messing with their faculties; but they did have satisfied expressions on their muzzles. They were soon pulled out of the afterglow when the sound of a bottle getting smash by Officer Louis made them turn their heads.
“Mescaline in a controlled substance,” Office louis growling; “you’re lucky I’m not arresting you for that. Instead, I’m taking you four to the Sheriff,”
“You lied,” Slag whining as he didn’t want to get picked up by his parents from jail again.
“You four are going to be deputized,” Louis sighing; “the police force is short staffed and we need volunteers to help lock down the town. Not to keep fellow furries from leaving mind you,” Officer Louis escorting the four out; “but to ensure no humans escape.”
“And if any humans try to escape,” Scabs admiring the runes on his wrists; “what are we to do?”
“Give them gift that made you the new furry you,” Officer Louis smiling.