"Hi Rob," a voice Rob recognized said, but it came from a creature Rob only half recognized and the voice wasn't nearly as deep this morning when last they spoke about the emergency field expidition.
Taking the 12 gauge semiautomatic shotgun out of Rob's paralyzed hands, Dick pats the stunned man on the shoulder.
"So, what do you think?"
Dick Morsie the Bearman says, as he slowly rubs his enormous stiff bear cock and fondles his huge bear balls. I the early evening light Rob beholds what the metamorphosis has done and is continuing to do to Dick Morsie. Dick’s thick full brown beard is being absorbed by bear fur all over his face. Dick’s blue eyes are half way between blue and the rich chocolate brown of a bear’s eyes. His ears have moved up on his head and his toothless grin is being filled in by the beginnings of teeth more suited to an omnivorous diet that’s just a bit heavier on the meat than is usual for humans. He sees that Dick’s nose has become black, like his lips and the nose has swollen and is in the process of changing shape. In fact, in the very short time since he saw Dick on the camera, Dick has grown a rather nice short muzzle. His naked body is covered in short brown fur and his chest has barreled out. Dick’s arms and legs are hugely muscular. The palms of his hands; what he can see of them that aren’t wrapped around the shotgun or Dick’s own ‘pump action shotgun’, are darkening and becoming padded. Rob notices that Dick’s fingernails have either fallen or have been pushed out by growing claws; the same is true of his toenails.
Dick’s masturbation grows more intense and his pace increases. His eyes bore into Rob’s and in a growling, husky voice he says, “It feel’s so good Rob. I’m becoming exactly what I’ve always fantasized about but never admitted to. I was a hairy geek, Rob; a science geek just like you. Now I’m the quarterback, the linebacker, the wrestling champ, the porn star, Gentle Ben and Superman all rolled into one furry brown package.”
Dick seems to be losing control. Ron can tell he’s almost ready to shoot his load. Dick is glassy eyed and grunting and isn’t paying attention to Ron. Ron slowly starts to back away from his transforming co-worker. One step… slowly, another step back… quietly, another… Ron is stopped by a mountain of fur. Large clawed hands clamp around his shoulders. He looks straight up and backward into the face of Dick’s mate.
“Oh, Ron,” Dick moans huskily, “If you only knew what it feels like, I’m sure you’d like it too.”
Ron looks back down at Dick, his mouth open in astonishment and fright from being caught by Dick’s mate. Dick has apparently finished his metamorphosis and now is as tall, muscular, well hung and furry as the bearman that holds him captive.
Dick points his cock in the air and shoots. From eight feet away Dick splatters Ron’s face with ursine/human cum. He shoots three quick loads before Ron can react, most of the sperm catching Ron on the nose or in the opened mouth. Dick continues to pulse out the last of his human seed, roaring in orgasm; finally, pure bear cum pools in his enormous paw/hand. He pants heavily and looks at the gift within his grasp that he can give to Ron. He drops the shotgun.
Without a word he walks over to the struggling spitting Ron, lifts his head. He lifts his hand to Ron’s mouth and Ron clams up.
Dick grabs Ron’s nose and waits. When Ron gasps for air, Dick shovels his ursine sperm into Ron’s open mouth and clamps his mouth shut. With his other hand still squeezing Ron’s nose, Dick knows that Ron will have to swallow and gasp for air soon.
Dick chuckles deeply, “You’ll understand soon, you’re a quick learner. When the tingling reached my balls and my cock started growing to a size I’d only thought possible with special effects, I understood. This is a gift Ron. With that, Ron swallowed hard and gasped for air. Dick took the opportunity to force his ursine tongue into Ron’s mouth and taste his handiwork while Ron panted between screams.