The air was thick with heat, musk, and raw power.
Mathew and Jordan crouched amid the pulsing, living goop, their towering, leonine bodies trembling with uncontained virility. Their muscles flexed with every breath, their fur damp with the remnants of their transformations, their cocks still aching, throbbing, their bodies demanding more.
And the goop?
It knew.
It had multiplied, spreading over the floor, coating their fur, seeping into their pores, feeding off their unstoppable masculinity. The bathroom walls dripped with shimmering, mutagenic essence, the very air humming with unfiltered potential.
Jordan gasped, his claws scraping against the tile as another wave of heat surged through him. “Mat, I—fuck—I can’t—”
His golden-brown fur bristled as his muscles bulged, thickening again, his body still evolving, still becoming more. His tail flicked violently, his fangs bared in a guttural, bestial groan.
Mathew’s own body responded—his cock jumping, his balls *tightening*, his core burning with the need to release again. His mane was fuller, richer, his broad chest heaving as the primal force inside him refused to settle.
And the goop reacted instantly.
It lunged, rushing over their forms like a living tide, coating their massive frames in its *warm, shifting embrace*. Mathew let out a deep, growling moan as it wrapped around his chest, massaging his fur, sinking into his already perfect muscles, enhancing them further.
Jordan arched, his claws digging into the floor, his cock throbbing harder than ever, his entire body locked in a state of pure transformation ecstasy. His mane grew thicker, his shoulders widened, his powerful legs flexing as his digitigrade paws adjusted to accommodate his ever-growing strength.
The goop wasn’t just transforming them anymore.
It was pushing them beyond their limits.
Their cocks ached, throbbing with uncontainable need, their balls *churning* with endless, virile seed, their entire beings demanding release—
And then it happened.
Both of them came at once.
Mathew and Jordan roared, their deep, bestial voices shaking the walls, their bodies *quaking* as gallons of glowing, mutagenic seed exploded from them, feeding the goop, fueling it, multiplying it.
The goop thrashed, pulsing, expanding—spreading out of the bathroom, slithering toward the rest of the apartment.
Mathew, still panting, still riding the high of his transformation, turned to Jordan with wild, golden eyes.
Jordan’s chest heaved, his cock still twitching, his powerful new body *thrumming* with insatiable virility. He met Mathew’s gaze, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his bestial features.
“Mat,” he rumbled, his voice deep, hungry. “We need more.”
Mathew’s fanged grin widened.
“Oh, we’ll get more.”
The goop was still spreading.
And soon, the world would know what they had become.