The thought of what just happened passes fleetingly through your head but you're much too horny too care. You continue to slip your fingers in and out of your slit when you look over to the seat next to you where your friend Brooke is sitting. She, like you, is rubbing madly at her self but there's something different about her, something odd. Then you notice, her ears are growing. They continue to grow through her hair and into a point covered in fur. Normally you'd be freaking out about now, but there was something about those ears that just made her so much... sexier. You decide you're done playing with yourself and that you want some real action. You reach over with your still moist hand and begin to caress Brooke's leg. It takes her a second to notice but then she looks over at you with a slight grin. She leans over and kisses you passionately. You return the kiss eagerly and move your hand up to her pussy, which is borderline furry by now. She moans softly and begins nibbling at your neck. You pull away a bit and say, "I wish there was somewhere more comfortable to do this,". As if by magic, you both look behind your row of seats and see an open area with straw covering the ground. She gives you a wink and you both make your way there. Once there, you both drop to the ground and resume. Brooke begins to massage your wet pussy when you put your hand down to stop her. " What is it she asks?" sounding hurt. "Oh nothing," you say. "I was just wondering if you might use something other than your hands?". She grins, "And what did you have in mind?". You blush a little,"Well, I was hoping, if it's okay, that you could use your feet?" She looks a little taken aback but then quickly resumes her lusty grin. "Well aren't you the kinky one?". With that she slides back a little a brings her cute little feet up to your throbbing pussy and begins to rub it with her toes. You quickly follow suit. After just a few minutes you both are moaning again. You look at her,"Oh god Brooke, I love your feeEEEHAAAWW." She doesn't even flinch and responds,"This feels so good, you have no ideEEHAAAW." Although the braying seemed strange in the back of your mind, the lust had taken over and nothing else mattered. Then, out of the blue, Brooke stops. "What is it?" you ask. " My feet hurt," she replies. You both look down at her feet in the low light of the theater just in time to see the toes slowly fuse together into two solid black mass that looked strikingly like hooves.