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Changing Positions for Rayoelgatubelo by Draconicon

"Heh, just waiting for me to do all the work again?"

Lacey chuckled as she walked in on Ray, still dressed. He looked at her with his familiar coyness, a smirk at the corners of his lips, just enough raise to his eyebrows to look surprised without meaning it. She clicked the lock shut behind her as she walked across the room, laying her hands on his thighs as she met his eyes.

"You know why I keep coming. Why even bother getting dressed?"

"You know you like to undress me."

"I like seeing it rip off more."

"Yeah, but it's expensive. So unless you wanna pay for that..."

"Maybe after I pay off all these college bills."

She chuckled, standing back so he could stand up, and followed him back towards his room. Her eyes wandered over him from top to bottom, looking for that little excess of hair, that slight bump of a tail, that hint of the clothes not quite fitting right, but there was nothing. Lacey didn't know whether she was annoyed or happy that he'd waited for her, and that he had such good control.

Just like the front door, she locked his bedroom door after they got inside. The curtains were drawn mostly closed, just enough open to allow the night breeze in with them, and a bit of moonlight as it rose on the horizon. She chuckled as she looked him over, shaking her head.

"You know, I still don't know where you find condoms for your other shape. I mean, where do you go shopping? Weres-R-Us?"

"Heh, no. It's just something that we -"

"Ah." She pressed a hand to his mouth. "No secrets or anything. I'm not getting in that deep."

He rolled his eyes, but she was serious. She knew how lucky she was with her choice of lover, and she wasn't going to get herself into trouble that she couldn't get out of. Who knew what other weres might do if they thought she knew more than she should? Or what other people might want out of her if they thought she knew anything. Better to be careful and just enjoy what she could, as she could.

Instead, she started getting naked, pulling her shirt off and then tugging her pants down her hips. It was a bit of a wiggle, considering that they were second-hand and they weren't the best fit for her. A size too small, just enough to get into, but hard to get out of. As she tugged them down, she swore she heard Ray purring, and glanced up at him.

"Enjoying looking at my ass?"

"I always enjoy looking at what belongs to me."

"Heh, and since when did I belong to you?"

"Since I decided you did."

"Really?"

She turned around, sauntering over to him in nothing but her panties and her bra. She leaned against him, one hand on his chest as she guided him down to the bed, dragging her fingers along his chest to his chin.

"And what does my 'owner' have to say to me?"

"I say that it's time for me to change."

"Mmmm, you have no argument from me."

She could already feel his fur growing in as she grabbed for the edge of his shirt. The soft body hair, so fine that it was almost non-existent, was rapidly thickening around his stomach, growing darker in patches as she dragged his shirt over his head. His pants were likewise filling, and not for the reasons she tended to prefer, as she undid his pants and unzipped them. She was just ahead of the fur growth, and she chuckled as she reached his shoes.

"You could have waited just one more minute."

"You know it's harder in the moonlight."

"Excuses, excuses."

She wrenched his shoes off one after the other, but the socks were a lost cause. The fur had already caught in all the holes, threading through them to the point of utter tangles. Lacey sighed, working the pants off of her partner's legs, but leaving the socks where they were. Ray groaned as the hair thickened again, leaving him looking much darker skinned than he actually was.

"Aren't you going to take those off?"

"Only if you want me to pull your fur."

"You know I don't mind a bit of kinkiness."

"Heh, if you say so."

She yanked off the socks as fast as she could, like ripping off a bandaid. Ray jerked on the edge of the bed, gritting his teeth as she threw the damaged pair off to the corner.

"That hurt!"

"I warned you."

"Yeah, you said it'd pull the fur, not rip it out."

"Oh, don't be a baby. You'll re-grow it."

She sat down on the bed, smiling at him as she laid herself down beside him. She slipped her hand past the waistband of his underwear, rubbing at his cock as his pubic hair became more like fur, softer to the touch than the wiry stuff that had been there. Gripping his shaft, she started stroking him, tugging on him slowly.

"Besides...we both know you can't hold back much longer."

He grinned at her, his face already starting to deform under the beginnings of his transformation. Lacey grinned, her hand tightening its grip on his cock as he started to change. She bit her lip as his nose and lips slowly pushed out, getting further and further from the rest of his face with each passing second. It was like watching the best of the werewolf movies, and it was happening live right there in front of her.

Squirming as his muzzle grew, his whiskers growing out, she drew her eyes to the sides of his head. His ears were already running upwards, growing to the top of his head. Lacey loved that; it was one of the biggest changes, aside from the muzzle, and she could see every last detail as they shifted. They rapidly grew more pointed, the sea-shell like whorls and shapes inside the ear smoothing out until there was nothing but smooth flesh, marred only by the vessels near to the surface, carrying blood away.

She giggled at the first twitch, squeezing his cock a little harder as he groaned. She got a good look at his new, sharper teeth as well.

"Mmm, all the better to -"

"Don't even make that joke, Lacey."

"Fine, fine."

She laid on his chest, hearing his heart beat faster as his feline features came in. Her other hand took his, feeling the palm warp as harder, more gripping pads grew in. His fingers tightened around her hand, and she grinned at the slight feeling of claws growing in. She always loved that, the bestial nature coming out, a sign of the predator that he kept repressed all the time.

Well, sort of. He was a cat, after all, and she'd caught him leering after a number of ladies. Guess if he can't hunt for food, he hunts for fun, she thought.

She kept stroking him as she felt his changes continue. He was so far from human already, but it was the feeling of the cock in her hand changing that made her shift position again. She reached down to the waistband of his underwear, grinning to herself as she revealed his cock. It had been far from impressive, at its human size. Four inches was not something to be too interested in. But now, barely changed, it was already up to six inches, and growing quickly.

She stroked it faster, grinning to herself as she saw the skin around the base growing wrinkly, bunching up around the bottom of the shaft. It was subtle, but she could see more of the root of Ray's cock, could see it inside of his body before the fuzzy pouch that was his sheath covered it up. A deep red crept up from the base, changing it from the human fleshy tones to something far, far more animalistic. Lacey was tempted to lean in for a closer look, but she knew better. An accident now could mean far worse than knowing little secrets.

Instead, she kept stroking him, faster and faster as the red crept to the tip, now ten inches long, and the barbs grew in. The transformation had rushed down his legs, drawing them up in a most different formation, his ankles drawn up and his toes pointed down, wriggling and thickened over his new paws.

"Mmmm, you look so much better this way, Ray."

"Heh." He chuffed, almost purring. "You just say that because you like seeing me change."

"Mmm, the bigger cock's not a bad thing, either."

"Hey!"

"Just saying."

Whatever his response was broke off as she stroked him faster than ever, spitting on her other hand and adding it to the pleasure. He bucked his hips up against her hands, thrusting against them, and he started leaking pre. Lacey grinned, using some of the techniques she'd learned in vet school for artificial insemination to stroke him in just the right spots, making him gasp and shudder.

"That's it, Ray. Cum...Cum for me."

Whether it was the transformation or her own techniques, the jaguar went over the edge without a word. He merely yowled instead, something that left someone outside yelling for someone to 'shut that damn cat up'. Lacey stifled a giggle by turning it into a snort, stroking Ray all the way through his orgasm until he stopped squirting.

He didn't stop there, though. His cock never went soft - something Lacey particularly enjoyed - and he leaned over to his nightstand. Pulling the drawer open, he grabbed a disinfecting cloth. While he wiped himself up with that, he reached further in and pulled out a condom. It was labeled with a language she didn't understand, nor did she care to understand; as long as it worked and kept her from being transformed into a were-creature herself, she was fine.

She snatched it from him as he wiped himself up, chuckling at his confused face.

"You always take too long to put these on."

"And you're still dressed. I can -"

"Not as fast as I can."

Grinning, she tore the condom wrapper open, and held the rolled up rubber in her mouth. As she pulled her panties down, she leaned forward, using her mouth to drag the condom down the feline's cock. She even had the time to pull her bra off before she reached the base, though she was coughing and gagging as she came back up.

"Gah...Always forget how those bumps feel in my throat."

"But I know where you love 'em."

"Mmmm, I know you do..."

The End