Henry squirmed in the bed. Now he was uncomfortable. Something about the way he was sleeping was wrong. He just kept pushing back, but didn't find anything there. He longed to have those big strong arms wrap around him making him the perfect little spoon. "Damn it..." he was trying his deny the new urges.
The sound of the shower got him to get up. Clearly Steven was getting ready for his workout. In his half awaken state, he went to the kitchen and started making breakfast. It was about a half dozen eggs that he needed to make. He quickly got to work, yawning as he broke each one. It wasn't until the last one broke that he realized what he was doing. His face fell flat in frustration.
"I'm already doing it..." he grumbled as he pulled out several pieces of bread and put them in the toaster.
It wasn't long until Steven got out of the shower. He came into the dining room wearing some standard black shorts and normal sleeveless shirt. It clung tightly to his huge pecs. Steven would have went for the same string shirt that he'd been wearing the night before but apparently the gym had gotten upset with how revealing it was.
"That smells good," Steven said as he walked into the kitchen. On instinct he bent over and kissed Henry on the neck.
"Thanks..." Henry said. He plated the eggs and toast and slid it over to Steven.
Without thinking, Steven started eating. "Ehhh?! This is all for me?!"
"You need energy for your workout. You need protein for those muscles," Henry glared. "Eat big. Get big. Lift heavy. Get heavy. Etc. Etc."
"Guess you'd know," Steven lifted up his arm and flexed. The massive bicep bulged with unbelievable amount of power and strength. It was perfectly rounded and sculpted as though he was about to step on stage. "Oh wait. Never mind..." he smirked.
Henry felt himself staring. "Damn it..." he grumbled to himself. Then went back to the kitchen to make himself a breakfast: two egg whites, and a half piece of toast.
"What's wrong babe? You know you can always hit the button twice," Steven called out as he shoveled more eggs into his mouth.
"YoU cAn AlWaYs HiT tHe BuTtOn TwIcE," Henry snarked back under his breath.
As he finished his own breakfast, he turned around to see Steven holding the button. "Well?" the bodybuilder asked.
"It's your turn..." Henry glared.
"Fine..." Steven pushed the button. Henry didn't expect Steven to do it. However, he watched as hair quickly started to grow where none had been before. The perfectly smooth body was rapidly growing a dense forest of fur just about everywhere over his body. Dark black hair started on the back of Steven's hands and quickly ran up his forearms. A thick dark beard sprouted from his clean shaven face. "What the hell?" he asked, pulling up his shirt revealing the dark forest lightly covering his abs and running up and around his pecs. His massive hand parsed through the hair. "It's so thick... And the sweat is making it clump together..."
"And you smell..." Henry muttered. The distinct smell of a locker room started emanating from Steven's body. He should have been disgusted, but Henry felt the need to shove his face deep into the man's pit and take a hefty breath. A shudder ran through him as his cock woke up.
Steven laughed seeing his boyfriend's walk grow the tiniest bit of a limp. "Well?"
"Well what?" Henry grumbled.
"You're turn."
Henry stared at the button in front of him. "Really? You're okay smelling like a locker room?"
"Well... Let's see if you're more okay with whatever it does to you," Steven laughed.
For just a moment Henry glared at Steven. However, his attention quickly returned to the button. With a bit of hesitation, he pressed it. "Ehh?" he felt something off about his head. As he reached up there were soft, plush triangle ears on a headband on top of his head. As he gently pet the faux fur he was brought with a sudden feeling in his ass. "EEEEEEP!" he squeaked loudly as a butt plug filled him. Out of the backside grew a long orange tail with a white tip at the end. It fell limply behind him. "What the heck!?" he whined, spinning around the tail spun with him.
Steven watched, chuckling to himself as Henry finally grabbed it. It was made of the same fake material as the one on his head. "Well, I'm off," Steven pet the top of Henry's head. "Remember, you can push the button twice whenever you want..."