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This story was written for Day #5 of Kinktober 2017! Today's theme is Transformation, and the story was written for Diz Foley! It contains M/F sex between consenting adults and TF/TG content. :3

Party Animals

With loud music pulsating through the house, with laughter ringing out over the sounds of many overlapping conversations and the regular clink of glasses and bottles in joyful cheer, one of the upstairs bedroom doors burst open. Luke and Maya stumbled in, Maya kicking the door shut again behind them and giggling as the man now sharing this space alone with her grabbed her and pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers. The smell of beer was strong on his breath, much stronger than on hers, but as he stared into her eyes in the darkness his vision was clear and focused. His hands reached down the sides of the light spaghetti-strapped top she was wearing, then began to rise again, plucking at the material and drawing it upward. He exposed her tanned stomach and more, murmuring happily as she raised her arms oh so willingly and let him peel the top entirely off. Her breasts were bare, no bra to contain the modest but perfectly formed curve of each mound, dark flesh at their peaks already firm, already having been visible through the garment itself from which they were now freed.

"God, you're incredible."

Luke moaned to the beautiful woman before him, kissing her full, plump lips before moving down to kiss her neck, her shoulder, to tease and smooch his way down over the rise of her chest until she was standing with his head in her hands, moaning softly as he kissed and licked at one firm, eagerly erect nipple. She stroked his face with long fingernails, pulling him gently away from her breast and gazing down into his eyes with a warm smile.

"Go to the bed. Take off your pants. I'm gonna get the light. Romantic as it is in the dark like this, I... I wanna see what was grinding up against me on the dance floor in all its glory."

She stepped away from Luke with a sway of her hips that was almost too hypnotic to resist, and it was all he could do to stagger towards the gloomy shape of the bed in the near pitch darkness of the room while gently fondling the soft, silky material of her discarded top between his fingers. He tumbled to the bed, but rather than rolling over onto his back and beginning to unfasten his trousers as asked gave a soft grunt of confusion when he felt his hands land upon something with a decidedly strange texture. Not the softness of linen or cotton bedding. Not the texture of any sort of coat or jacket that might have been left upon the bed. Instead what he felt was... rubbery, slightly clammy to the touch.

The lights went on, and as Luke knelt on all fours upon the bed, he let loose a brief, shocked cry of fright.

"What the_fu-_..."

His voice trailed off mid way through that exclamation however, and as he heard a snort of laughter from behind him he lifted one of the many objects littering the surface of the bed with a burst of his own mirth.

"Holy shit! Are these like spares for people like us? People who couldn't be bothered to bring a costume?"

The bed jiggled slightly, and a little of the colour rose in Luke's cheeks once more as he glanced to his left and saw the half-naked and now much more well lit figure of Maya kneeling beside him. In his hands he held a rubber horse mask, and in a matter of moments Maya was holding what looked like a dog in her own, a collie with a red bandanna wrapped around the base of its neck. They grinned at one another, and without hesitation began to pull the masks on over their hair and faces.

"Well hi there, I'm a misanthropic horse whose imperfections and frank adult humour will touch your heart."

Luke wiggled his head from side to side, his voice muffled and distorted by the rubber and his vision severely compromised by the way the mask was pushing his expansive mass of tightly curled black hair down around his face. He heard rather than saw Maya giggle in response, her own voice a little different as she called out back to him.

"Oh my god. A dog head and tits. Am I a furry now?"

Pulling off his own mask once more, Luke took a look at Maya and couldn't help but feel his stomach, and the arousal already straining in his jeans, lurch. She was holding her breasts, caressing them seductively while swaying her head playfully back and forth within the collie mask surrounding it, the ends of her long brown hair still cascading out beyond the bandanna and over her shoulders. Goofy as she looked, she was still undeniably the sexiest creature at this party, dog head or not.

"If you're a furry..."

Luke murmured as he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her down with him to the bed and grinning as she squealed happily through her mask. He rolled over onto her, lowering his head and kissing her breasts once again before rising up and playfully pecking at the muzzle of her mask.

"...then, hey baby, wanna yiff?"

Maya pulled off her mask and moaned as Luke kissed her deeply. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and though he was still wearing his jeans and she was still dressed in her own tight black trousers, she could still feel the throbbing pressure of his arousal driving itself against her crotch. His hands roamed through her lush hair, and hers through his in turn as they made out, gasping and huffing happily to one another as they gently dry-humped, too caught up in the moment to stop no matter how eager they were to take this to the next level.

They rolled over, and Maya gasped in shock as she tilted her head to one side to let Luke kiss her throat, only to find herself face to face with what looked like the smooth blue-grey rubber of a dolphin mask. She removed one hand from her soon to be lover's hair and caressed the mask, this one more firm than the last couple, more high quality in its production and oddly, but kinda cutely realistic. The material was more like some kind of latex than just soft moulded rubber, and without even realising it Maya felt her other hand leaving Luke's face and reaching for the mask. She saw Luke pause in his flurry of kisses, regarding her curiously as she moved to put the mask on. Their eyes met, and she moaned to him.

"Don't stop."

She slipped the mask on over her face, oddly comforting in its tightness. She could hear her own ragged breathing amplified by the mask, but still was able to listen to Luke's soft chuckle from beyond.

"You're weird, huh?"

But then his lips were back on her breasts yet again, and his rock hard cock was still rubbing between her legs as their crotches rocked against one another. He suckled on one of her nipples until she arched her back with a muffled cry of longing, and only then lifted his head to murmur to her once again.

"That's okay though. I can be weird too."

Barely a minute later the two horny party-goers were all over each other once again, their outer garments now cast aside, Maya's pants gone and Luke's jeans cast aside along with his shirt. Luke's tented trunks pressed against Maya's black panties, and they moaned, they wrestled playfully on the bed as they rubbed their faces together. The pair let slip loud, exaggerated smooching noises and bursts of laughter as their masked beaks brushed over one another, Maya's smooth and cetacean, Luke's more firm and pale as the raven mask he had donned to join Maya in her playful, slightly kinky weirdness pecked and rubbed against the beautiful figure beneath him.

The more they writhed and rubbed against one another upon the bed, casting the various other masks aside so only they and their own masks remained upon the large and comfortable sheets, the more strange and yet undeniably erotic they found this whole thing. The masks had started as a joke, but now, though neither one would have willingly and freely admitted it to their partner, they kind of loved seeing that rubbery face staring down at them with live, eager eyes peering out from within. They ran their hands over the rubber moulds covering their lover's face, down their necks and over the smooth skin beyond, excited and enthralled by how in their haste they couldn't quite find the previously obvious gaps between the neck of the mask and their partner's own flesh. They gasped and murmured happily as they found their mouthparts rubbing together with a surprising degree of control and tenderness, almost like these two beaked mouths were under some degree of their control, receptive and attempting to enjoy the heavy make-out sessions they had shared prior to their application.

As they grew hotter and hotter, ever more passionate and frantic in their touches, their masked kisses and all else that they shared in those heated exchanges, there were moments of uncertainty. Times when suddenly one of the pair felt bashful, or nervous, uncertain as a strange sensation surged through their rather overwhelmed and overstimulated bodies. But if they let it show, if their motions grew less eager or gleeful than those of their companion, they soon heard their lover's voice pleading to them and saw two piercing, needy eyes staring back at them from a panting, gasping beak.

"D-don't stop... not yet. Please. Keep going, j-just a little longer..."

And they did. Even as Maya ran her hands over the back of Luke's shoulders and felt her fingers running not over smooth, dark skin but a coat of downy black feathers, she didn't stop. Even as Luke kissed Maya's chest once more and found the gentle rise of her breasts replaced by firm, smooth pectorals, he didn't stop. It felt too good.

Bird beak and dolphin beak pressed together, nuzzling, rubbing, opening up as heads tilted to allow them to trade tongues and saliva, the pair moaning in rapture as Maya pinned Luke to the bed and ground down against him, rocking their hips urgently against one another. She shuddered as she felt his hands, fingers elongated and feather-tipped, sliding under the waistline of her panties at long last. Even as he drew them down her legs Maya could feel the pressure which had been building at the base of her spine suddenly release as something began to sprout, to grow from above her now bare buttocks. Not like the lush black tailfeathers she could soon feel protruding forth from Luke as she returned the favour and stripped him as bare as she now found herself, but as she thrashed the thick, powerful new limb from side to side, most definitely and undeniably a tail.

"Fuck me..."

Maya begged as she rolled them over once more, feeling the intense throbbing between her legs and the sensation of it pressing against the warm, eager and featherless flesh of Luke's own. She stared hungrily up at the bird as he nodded down at her, nuzzling her with his beak once more and letting slip a soft, longing caw as he rocked his hips down against the dolphin's own. A moment later though confusion registered upon the raven's face, and indeed as she felt their hips and nether regions grind together, Maya felt that same confusion as she realised that while it sure as hell felt good, it felt different from anything she had ever experienced before. Not just different because of the smooth grey-blue body she was now inhabiting, nor the soft feathered one against which she was pressed with tender, wonderfully warm wings encircling her completely. It took her a few moments to parse the feeling, then a few more for Luke to rise off of her and give them the space to both look down between their trembling bodies, between their legs.

The raven squawked. The dolphin chattered in shock. Before terror and dismay could consume them though, something else did. The same feeling that had been building in them long before they slipped on these masks and began their transformation, only now a hundred times stronger and a thousand times less familiar to either one of them. Arousal. Longing. Lust.

Maya stared down between his legs and groaned at what he saw there, in shock yes, but also in absolute wonder. His large, serpentine shaped erection twitched visibly, and its tip began to curl. The dolphin shuddered and wondered why it wasn't more straight in shape, only to see it, to feel it responding to his wishes, the prehensile member stretching out in a smoother and more singular curve. At the same time, Luke stared down through her lush dark feathers to the bare patch between her legs, a singular hole from which glistening liquids were beginning to slowly gather and drip not looking like any nether regions she had ever born witness to before, yet feeling as though they were just as active, just as eager as those her former self had possessed, though in a very different form.

They looked at their own nether regions. They looked at each other's. Then, finally, their heads tilted back up, and they looked at the other figure lying with them upon the bed once again.

No longer two masked human partygoers, the raven and dolphin trembled as they each took a deep breath and peered deep into their partner's eyes. Luke was the first to speak, just two simple words escaping her beak as she allowed herself to fall back limp against the bedding once more, wrapping her feathered thighs and more scaley, bird-toed feet around the dolphin just above his thick grey tail. But as it turned out, those two words were all they needed.

"F-fuck me."

All they needed was a reason, a single reason not get be scared, not to be freaked out and overwhelmed by the changes that had overcome one another. And those words, that sincere, honest plea for what Luke and indeed Maya too both continued to crave as they lay together, the party's music still thumping loudly around them through the floor below, were more than reason enough.

The raven caw'd loudly in bliss as her cloaca was caressed, then penetrated by the dolphin's long and agile, prehensile member. Maya clicked and chattered and moaned as he began to pump his hips, to fuck the woman beneath him for the first time with this new cock, this new body. They clung to one another, they kissed and writhed upon the bed as they began to fuck harder and harder with shameless, reckless abandon. And whether for just tonight, for just this singular act or for the rest of their lives, Luke and Maya forgot about who they had been before, and simply chose to revel in who they were, and who they were with right here, right now at this phenomenal costume party.

By Jeeves

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