“I haven't felt quite like myself, lately.” She had a funny grin.
“Whats up?” They had entered the apartment, by this point, and she made her way to the couch.
This was only their second night, coming home together being married. They had just come back from a Cruz in the Gulf, and had a l
ot of fun. Neither of them felt quite right after the Cruz passed through a funny fog.
“yea? Like what?” as Alan walked closer, sitting on the couch. She scooted next to him.
“Well, somethings been happening to me... and I can't stop feeling...” she looked antsy, and then leaned over and kissed him. It was a soft and sweet kiss. Having been dating a few years, they were very anxious to get married, and now that they have, their relationship was pretty strong. “Look,” she started up, “ something has been happening to me, and I wanted you to know... heh, i'm sure this sounds scary, or weird, huh?”
“Only a little” He said with an awkward smile.
“Actually! I think you might like it...” She leaned over again and kissed. Soft, sweet, just a little moist. A little passion slipped from one kiss to the other. They pulled back, eyes opened. Alan jerked his head back, in surprise.
Her face changed. It was the same, but there was something different. She had a little mask around her eyes. Not like a super hero mask. More like a raccoon, or a ferret. The mask was in her skin. it was a color change in her skin!
“How'd you...”
“I don't know.” she said with a smile. She bit her lower lip, smirking.
“It's really cute, though.”
“I thought you would like it,” As she giggled, her head began to rustle. And just then, a pair of animal ears popped out of her hair. dark brown, same color as her hair on her head, but lighter at the tip. She DID look like a raccoon. Alan's heart skipped. It almost stopped.
To him, this was the cutest thing he had ever seen. The two of them had frequently personified each other as anthropomorphic characters. And now this was happening! It was like a strange dream coming true.
“I don't know how you did it, but you're REALLY adorable” He said honestly; almost choking over it. She was already the most beautiful woman to him, this would surly slay him. She blushed with a smile.
“Oof” she said. Kind of jumped up and looked back. “uh-oh...” She stood up and started to take her pants off. It looked more like a struggle, a battle with the pants, and she was loosing. Alan hastened to aid her.
“You know, I've said this a hundred times, but you have a cute...” POOF! The pants went down, but something popped into his face; something really furry. After shaking off the confusion, he realized what it was. A tail! And lo behold, it was a raccoons tail. Almost without thinking, Alan began playing with it, petting it. Very interested and confused. This was his wife's tail...
She finally got her pants off completely and turned around. “Well?”
He looked up from playing with her large, poofy tail, and saw her. She still had her underwear on, and a t-shirt. But the change was almost complete. She had grown a sort of dark toned fuzz. a very soft, and almost unnoticeable to the touch, kind of fur. It was around most of her body, except when it got to her stomach, front neck, face, and inner parts of the legs. It was a dark fur; matching her natural hair. Normally, hair on a girl would probably freak a guy out, but she hadn't ever liked shaving anyway, so visually, it wasn't too much of a surprise. And frankly, this was a much better kind of fur. small, soft, almost unnoticeable, only by color.
He stood up and ran his fingers through her hair. She made a slight purr, then giggled and looked away with a funny smile. Oh my gosh, was she TRYING to be cute??, he thought. His wife just turned into a raccoon girl. It was rather fitting, too, always looking for shiny things, and hiding things from him. She rather was like a raccoon.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“Is that a trick question?” He laughed, “You are the cutest, most beautiful... yes.” He was speechless. Smiling. She laughed. He motioned to her, “let me take a look at you!”
She Blushed slightly, and started to pull her shirt over her head.
“Oh, wait, i didn't...” he started, but it was too late. The shirt popped off, around her ears. she made a slightly irritated sound and rubbed her ears. All he could do was stand there, weak. She was beautiful. She had walked around topless several times, now that we're married. But now there was something strange, something different. He was still. The most beautiful woman He had ever seen, the one he will love and will always cherish, before him now... with a tail and ears. Something innocent and lovable, like a pet, and yet something close and real, like his lover.
She looked up. “You're blushing”. She smiled and stood up straight. He just sat there, looking with his eyes, but staring with his heart. His eyes sized up and down her body, first from her feet, and then to her hips. His eyes slowly climbed up her abdomen. She lost a little weight. They had both made a conscious effort to exercise and eat well. It wasn't much, but the change was noticeable. He cared enough for him to enjoy it, but not enough for it to go between them.
He shook his head and looked up further. The freckles on her shoulders were still noticeable from the light fur. She wore a face of contentment, excitement and possibly embarrassment. She has a huge smile though. She laughed. Her face had a blush around her cheeks. Her dark, wavy hair sitting. It blended well with her color change. Green eyes shining from the dark mask around it. Beautiful eyes. A small and sharp smile. a little smirk, a wince. It made her freckles sparkle. The only thing she was missing was her reading glasses. He felt weak.
She turned around, exposing her back. He just about passed out from seeing the most beautiful back on earth, when suddenly he noticed the raccoon tail. It was dangerous; exciting even. A huge smile crept across his face, laughing in his throat. She turned, and looked back. Ears flickered. “nya?” she said. He started to walk over.
“I don't know why,” she said, “but on the way home, at a gas station, when I used the restroom? This happened to me. It also happened a few other times after the Fog whenever I thought of you, when you were some where else.” Alan stopped just short of her body, and held her waist from behind; her tail flickering around him.
He leaned in for a kiss, kissing the side of her lips, as her face was turned. The tail wrapped around him completely, pulling him in. She bumped her butt at him. He laughed quietly, and pressed his hips forward, playfully, in response to her. She bit her lower lip with a smile and pushed back with hers. He thrusted. She leaned back, resting the back of her head on one of my shoulders, stretching herself out. He began to run his left hand up and around her chest and the other to her lower abdomen. Then up, all the way up her arms. A kiss. a little thrust.
Her tail pulled him in tighter, pressing her hips and underwear strongly against his. He was noticeable noticeable at that point. Brook started to rock her hips back and forth, rubbing against him. She dropped down and slid back up. As she went up, his hands grazed over her panties. She gasped and pressed her hips on him again. Alan started to kiss her jaw, working his way up, lightly to her new raccoon ears; chewing them a little. They swaying back and forth. His hands lightly, yet solidly, ran around her body.
Alan started to kneel down, kissing the back of Brook's neck, and down to her back. It was a little awkward kissing with the light fur, but it was really light and soft. Like kissing the top of a kittens head. He kissed around her sides. She moaned a bit. A sigh.
“oh, le sigh!” He said, playfully. “hm!” is all she said back.
He started to kiss just above her panties when she turned around, facing him. He began to kiss just above her panties, just below the little grove of where her belly ends. She moaned lightly, a bit more like sighs than anything. She ran her hands through his hair. Playfully, he licked a few times. Her thumb came down and pressed down on her panties a bit. His fingers reached up and lowered them a bit; kissing a little further. His hands guided the article down as his lips stayed, just around her vagina. teasing. He brought hid hands back up, and held her bum cheeks. As he kept kissing, he looked up. Her eyes were closed and her head was back. Mouth slightly open. He kissed again, only this time almost touching her pussy. Her head twitched with a smile.
She wasn't looking, but her hand came down and tried to push his head down lower. Brook looked out and down from her mask, wondering, why the hell hasn't he kissed on her lower lips, yet? He kissed it, lightly. Her ears flicked up, and she pulled her head back. The ears started to settle down, and dropped. Then he started to kiss a little heavier, kissing her vagina like he was kissing her lips. His lips moved up and down, like a chewing motion, and then licked it. Her hands ran through his hair. a deep sigh came out.
Alan pressed his mouth deep over her pussy and started to run his tongue around in a circular motion. Up and down, opening her vagina a bit. Then he was able to taste her. He spread his tongue across the whole thing, and started to eat her, slowly, then working up to a faster pace. He knew this was something Brook loved, and fortunately He loved to give it. And she knew that. Her heart raced, knowing that. She began thrusting forward as his mouth swam around her. She was lost in emotion. Or was it just the feeling? It was him. He spoils her and she knows it. She loves it. It was like she was falling apart in extacy.
Then he started to stand up, moving up, kissing her stomach, running his hands up her sides as he went, only stopping a little bit to kiss her breasts and bite very lightly on one of her nipples. He came back up to kiss her shoulders, and remember the fur that was on her. He kissed the neck, all the way up to her lips, lightly at first, but then she dove into his, smiling and kissing, sighing. She started thrusting forward some more. “nya nya nya!!” she said, kind of bouncing back and forth.
“You want something?” Alan joked.
She had the biggest smile; eyes were closed. Her ears perked up. She nodded quickly. “nya!”
He kissed her neck and she held him close. There was a bit of a struggle, but the young couple were able to not only remove his pants, but still maintain a nice kissing pace. They only stopped once as Brook removed his shirt. She looked down at his penis and made a funny wince. “ew!” she said. She leaned back to take a full look at Alan, her tail wrapping around him, pulling him in. She just smiled. Alan didn't have the best guys body, but she didn't care all that much. He wasn't fat, at all. just a bit chunky, but She could tell he was trying. And that was what was so important. It was his scruff, too. She kissed his scruff on one side of his jaw, then kissed his upper lip. “rrrrrrrrraaaawr!” she purred playfully. Then she looked back up at my face and took a step back, letting her tail let go. Something shocked her.
“What?” He asked.
“Look!” she pointed. He looked back behind him, but nothing was there. “No! you dork, look in the mirror!” So He ran around to the bathroom and found that his hair was slightly graying.
“huh?” In fact, it was very gray in some parts. He was only in his 20's so this was really weird. It was light brown just a few minuets ago. Then Brook came around the corner. After seeing her little raccoon-human body Alan just about flipped, again. The tail just resting on the floor. Suddenly he felt a weird jab in his lower back, like something just stabbed out of it. It was more awkward than painful. Brook's hands went to her mouth coupled with a surprised look in her eyes. Alan looked back, and there was a tail. A gray tail. Kind of like a dogs tail.
“woah, shoot!” Alan turned around to take a better look at it, but i couldn't see it clearly enough, so he kept spinning. Brook Laughed.
“What?” Alan stopped and seemed sarcastically irritated, the irony was there. Brook started walking closer.
“aw! look at the little puppy ears!” She stood there holding Alan's ears. That was new, too. She wasn't sure how to take the change, quite yet, as she noticed the gray/brown hairs coming from His skin. Lightly, only my back and sides of his arms. It was a solid color. Just like Brook, only scruffier, thicker, and grayer. She giggled. “aw! you're so cute!” She gave me a hug and a kiss. “you look very manly!” she said in a joking deep voice. It almost reminded her of Hue Jackman as Wolverine, only grayer, and it was her sweetheart. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him quick;y, pressing herself against him. Then she ran into the bedroom.
Brook just jumped onto out bed when Alan came into the room. He growled playfully, and chased after her onto the bed. She laughed at the site of Alan's tail, wagging insanely. He sat there, almost dog like, a huge smile, eyes wide open. Tail flailing around like a puppy seeing his master come home. He couldn't resist any longer. He pounced.
Brook was laughing. But, when Alan leaned over her, Her laughing started to subdue. Her tail came around him and she held her arms up. He leaned in and kissed her lips.
“ookami kun!” she sighed with a smile.
“Kun?” He asked her.
“Ookami SAN,” she said as Alan kiss/chewed her neck. She breathed in as she said it. He pressed himself against her.
“Tanuki chan!” He called to her.
“Tanuki?” Brook asked. Alan knew what she wanted.
“Raton Lavuer,” I said, in French. I kissed her shoulders, and she bit the scruff around my jaw, and then my ears. Her tail pulled Alan in closer.
The way Brook was laying there, on her back. Her body, spread out. Her breasts sat there, soft. Her face, hopeful. waiting. wanting. She was beautiful. Alan loomed over her, holding himself up, the man who would protect her, the man who would hold her. He would fight his strongest for her, and he would caress her ever so softly for her. He was strong to her. He held himself over her. Strong and sweet, all in one. His nose touched her nose then he pressed himself towards her. Her body opened up, his tightened in. She moved slowly, and tried to get a kiss, but Alan teased it, just as he teased her little opening, lightly rubbing it with his extension. She bit her lip.
“nya nya nya!” she thrusted each time she said it, letting Alan in her, just a little bit each time. A bright blush came around her face. She stared at him through the mask and the forest of her wavy hair. He was caught in a trance, hypnotized by Green eyes. Green eyes. Mask. Green eyes. He kissed her deeply, entering her at the same time. Not fully, but enough. Her body contracted a bit. He pulled back out, still kissing, She gasped and her tail pulled him in more, entering deeper into her. As he filled in deeper, he could feel the warmth surround him; she could feel his strength, residing in her, pressing; warmth inside her. Her body became warm, muscles tightening, then loosening. Was it the feeling, or was it him inside her? Brook wrapped her arms around Alan. It was was him, inside. In fact, he was almost completely inside, deep enough. He started to pull out, and pulled back from the kiss, and then kissed her again, with love, lightly, sweetly, and then filled into her completely. Her tail held me there, arms wrapped around, tightly. His arms were around her head, as it was on the bed, running his fingers through her hair.
He started moving his stomach muscles, getting in with the motion of hers. They calmed down. He tried pushing farther, but couldn't. So, he pulled back a bit and then thrust forward, not quickly, but not slowly either. Alan kept kissing her, as the danced together, bodies swimming in and out of each other. Their tongues met and played a game of twister; curling around each other. She started to move faster, he kept up. They stopped kissing, but their eyes were locked. Alan moved his hips back and forth, and then side to side, getting some different feelings for her, then moved in and out in a circular motion. She gripped him and breathed heavily, wrapping her legs around him. They moved faster. She closed her eyes and tilted back. Alan made sure one hand stayed playing with her hair while the other slid around her body, rubbing her slit as he slid in and out of it.
“nya nya nya!” Brook grabbed the bed, held her body up and felt the pace Alan kept. Her face was covered in a blush, as were her breasts. He kissed some freckles. Then He felt it. It was stirring up. This was It. They were married, she was his wife, and he was her husband. Both Alan and Brook felt the explosion leave him as he forced himself into her deeply. She could feel the small river flow in, filling her in places she never felt before. Alan kissed her quickly, and slowly regained himself. He held there, shaking, pulsing.
“Going crazy?” she asked. Alan regained himself and looked at her.
“yea, you?”
“not yet...”
She wasn't done with her puppy dog, yet. Alan pulled out. She pouted a bit.
“how're you doin'?” i asked.
“hmmm.” she smiled. She saw her gray, fluffy wolf-man, sitting there.
Alan motioned to turn her around. After she did, He pulled her bum up into the air, doggy style. Her tail flickered back and forth. Alan leaned in and licked her pussy, softly, trying to give a different feel from just before. He kissed it, sucking a bit.
“where?” He asked. Brook started to tell where where she needed it. He kissed, he rubbed, he fingered and licked how she told him to and where. Her body felt like a thousand fireworks were going off. At one moment, it was warm, the next it was sharp. It tickled, it calmed, her body felt like a kaleidoscopes colors. He rubbing her lightly with two fingers, spreading her pussy open, and licked around and around the entrance while doing this. Her ears would flicker violently, at random. She was shaking, telling him “stop, no don't stop. stop i'm going crazy! going... crazy...” She started to laugh insanely. Her hand jerked down but Alan grabbed it and kept up the work. She flipped back and forth between laughing and moaning. Her legs were about to give way, should couldn't hold herself up any more. Then she started to thrust very quickly, shaking almost. His penis was back up at this point and then he trusted into her, quickly, one last time and held it. Her head flipped up and looked back. She wasn't sure to yell out or what. She held there then dropped her head. She was shaking. She gripped the bed. Brook pulled out, sat up, leaned over, and fell onto Alan.
Her arm went around his neck and she kissed him. She was calming down but she couldn't stop kissing him. He met every kiss. On the neck, the cheek, on his scruff, on her nose, chin lips, lots of lips. She sighed with a smile. Her tail rested. Her ears lowered. Alan's tail was still wagging under him, against the bed. They closed their eyes. everything was normal again, warm and happy, but normal.
Alan looked over at Brook, and her mask was gone. It was morning. They were naked under the covers and the ferret was rested by our feet. Their little family. Was it all a weird dream? He kissed her forehead and held her close. she was asleep but a little purr could almost be heard from somewhere inside her.
