The streets were quiet—but not for long.
Mathew, Jordan, Tyler, and their newest brother prowled through the city like apex predators, their towering, leonine forms moving with impossible grace. Their glowing golden eyes cut through the dark, their thick fur bristling in the cool night air, their powerful frames thrumming with virility.
The goop inside them pulsed, still hungry, still spreading.
They could smell them—men.
Unchanged. Unawakened.
But not for much longer.
Mathew stopped at a street corner, inhaling deeply. So many scents. So much potential. His tail flicked as he grinned, his powerful claws flexing.
“There,” he rumbled, nodding toward a bar across the street. The doors swung open as a group of men stumbled out, laughing, unaware that their lives were about to change forever.
Jordan let out a low, anticipatory growl. “Perfect.”
The newest lion, once just a jogger, licked his fangs, his still-growing body twitching with uncontained energy. His golden eyes blazed with raw instinct.
Tyler cracked his knuckles. “Let’s give them a night to remember.”
They moved as one, crossing the street in total silence, their massive bodies shifting with predatory ease.
The men outside the bar—young, fit, full of untapped power—were laughing, joking, lost in their own world. They didn’t notice the pride until it was too late.
Mathew struck first.
A clawed hand lashed out, grabbing the nearest man by the collar and yanking him forward. The guy barely had time to gasp before the goop surged, leaping from Mathew’s fur and slamming into his chest.
He froze, his body arching, his mouth opening in a choked moan.
Then—it began.
The goop sank in, rewriting him instantly, his muscles twitching, bulging, swelling. His shirt ripped apart, his arms thickening, his chest expanding with raw power. His pants split as his legs stretched, his feet reshaping into massive, digitigrade paws.
His face twisted, pushing forward, his human features vanishing as his jaw extended into a broad, leonine muzzle. His golden-brown fur spread, covering him from head to toe. His cock pulsed, throbbing as it grew, his balls tightening, churning with the same virile, mutagenic seed that had created him.
His roar shook the street.
The others stumbled back, their laughter dying as pure fear took over.
Jordan lunged, his claws flashing, his own goop-covered form colliding with another man. Tyler tackled a third, pinning him down as the transformation claimed him.
The newest lion—once just a jogger, now a hungry predator—grabbed another, his eyes burning, his still-dripping cock hard with need, eager to see the change happen again.
The goop spread.
The men moaned, their struggles turning into pleasured gasps, their minds fogging over as their bodies swelled, their clothes shredding, their frames expanding, their features shifting into powerful, dominant beasts.
Mathew grinned, watching as his pride grew before his eyes.
The goop fed, the night thrived, the city’s fate sealed itself and this was just the beginning...
The city was changing.
One by one, block by block, the pride spread.
It started with the jogger. Then the bar. Then the next street. Then the next group of men.
Every new lion, once fully transformed, felt the need, the hunger, the unshakable instinct to spread the gift further. Their bodies craved it, their minds burned with the knowledge that they were stronger, more powerful, and that the world needed to join them.
And so they moved outward, each freshly converted beast seeking out more hosts, more men who would become like them—more brothers.
The goop spread with unstoppable force, its mutagenic essence multiplying, thriving in every transformed lion. The next wave of conversions happened even faster—mere minutes between first contact and complete transformation.
The city was waking up to a new reality.
- A group of college athletes, walking home from a late-night practice, suddenly fell to their knees, clutching their bodies as the heat overtook them, their muscles swelling, their voices turning to deep, guttural roars.
- A construction worker, stepping out of an all-night diner, was grabbed by a newly turned lion, the goop spreading instantly, his broad frame bulging even larger, his chest heaving as fur rushed over his body.
- An office worker, staying late in a high-rise, barely had time to react before the goop surged through the ventilation system, finding him, soaking into his skin, rewriting him as he moaned into his desk.
Exponential.
That’s what it had become.
Mathew stood at the top of a building, overlooking his kingdom, his golden eyes glowing in the moonlight. The sounds of transformation filled the streets below—roars of new beasts, the shredding of fabric, the moans of power taking hold.
Jordan and Tyler stood beside him, their massive, leonine forms gleaming, their bodies still thrumming with energy.
The city was alive with change.
It had only taken a few hours.
Soon, the entire city would be claimed.
Mathew’s tail flicked. He inhaled deeply, taking in the thick scent of transformation, of virility, of the future unfolding before him.
And then he grinned.
Tomorrow, the world.