Tyler’s eyes widened, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as the goop slithered up his legs, wrapping around his waist, his chest, his everything. The sensation was warm, pulsing, alive—like a hundred hands kneading, massaging, reshaping him.
His body twitched, his muscles flexing involuntarily as the heat flooded his veins. His clothes melted away under the onslaught, dissolving into the shimmering tide of mutagenic essence.
His cock—already aching, pulsing, responding to the sheer power saturating his cells—hardened instantly, straining as his balls tightened, churning with something new.
Something unstoppable.
Tyler gasped, stumbling back, but Mathew was already there—looming, dominant, his golden eyes burning with hunger. His massive, beastly frame radiated pure masculinity, his mane thick and untamed, his powerful body still dripping with remnants of his own latest eruption.
Jordan flanked Tyler on the other side, his own towering leonine form radiating heat, his breath heavy, hungry. His golden-brown fur bristled, his thick tail flicking, his muscles twitching with uncontained energy.
Tyler moaned, his eyes fluttering as the pleasure intensified, his transformation accelerating.
His fingers twitched, his nails sharpening into black claws. His feet cracked, reshaping, stretching into digitigrade paws. His calves thickened, his thighs bulged, every part of him swelling larger, stronger, more powerful.
The goop climbed higher, forcing another moan from his lips as his spine lengthened, a thick lion’s tail unfurling behind him. His chest expanded, broadening, his muscles rippling beneath his rapidly growing pelt of fur.
His face ached, his skull pushing forward, his nose darkening, his teeth sharpening into fangs—his muzzle forming.
And then—his cock pulsed.
A violent shudder rocked his body as his balls swelled, churning, his cock thickening, the goop seeping inside, rewriting his very essence.
The pleasure was too much.
Tyler threw his head back and roared, his voice deep, bestial, unstoppable as his cock erupted, thick mutagenic seed gushing out in powerful, unstoppable torrents.
The goop absorbed it, fed on it, multiplied.
Mathew and Jordan growled in approval, their own bodies tensing, their cocks throbbing, their own virility reigniting as they watched their new brother fully embrace his transformation.
Tyler’s golden, feline eyes snapped open. His massive chest heaved, his muscled, lion-like form towering, unstoppable, perfect.
He looked to Mathew. Then to Jordan.
And he grinned.
It wasn’t fear in his eyes.
It was *hunger*.
They needed more.
And outside the apartment?
The city waited.