His socks finish tearing away, and now his bare tiger toes are grasping the earth as he thrusts into the tiger's pussy.
Ty's teeth grow sharp and long in his mouth. "No - nooo!" he shouts, his voice now distorted by the change. He feels his pants constrict his legs , strain, and then hold for another second. "Please," he thinks to himself, "Please just hold it back. Stop it! Stop!"
But he feels too good to stop. He can't stop. He clutches again and again at the thick tiger fur, pushing himself into her, and his pants finally tear apart, revealing thickly muscled legs and his very strained briefs.
Eyes bulging and leaning forward, a tingle hits the back of his neck, travels down his spine, and streeetches his spine out into a long tiger tail. The fur is only half covering his legs right now, and he sees the girls have found their way around the glass and are entering the enclosure with mischievous looks on their faces.
What are they up to?