Hair of the Dog Ch. 02 (Patreon)

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Later that night, exhausted from an afternoon of shopping for weekly supplies, Chloe lay in bed with her eyes closed and her hand between her legs.  Despite hours passing since they'd met, Kiara's scent filled her head.  It was powerful enough that she opened her eyes briefly, sure she would find the other woman staring down at her.  She whined at the girl's absence before closing her eyes once more.

Her left hand, stretched out to her side, curled to gather the sheet beneath her as she rubbed her clit.  Her rolled, wrinkled labia wobbled beneath it.  Black streaks lined the pink skin in wide bands with tendrils that slowly eroded the lighter coloring until her cum glistened from her sable pussy lips.  Fantasies of being on her back with Kiara grinding into her filled her mind.

Memories of the other woman washed over her - a ghostly presence made corporeal by the intensity of their encounter earlier in the day.  Chloe replayed the scene over and over, continuing it as if they hadn't been interrupted by the nurse while also randomly mixing in short, erotic fantasies.  Little flashes - Kiara's tongue flapping.  Licking her face.  Seeing her seated for the first time and inhaling her innate scent.  Licking her nipples.  That slow walk after standing from her seat, unblinking eyes locked onto Chloe as she approached.  Licking her furry pussy.  Greeting her cheek-to-cheek against the wall.  Clawing down her side with her paws raised up above her head while Kiara's folded tongue pressed between Chloe's soft, puffy lips to thrust into her while her tongue flexed up in a wave against Chloe's clit.

The blonde hairs covering Chloe's mound thickened, curling as they grew until they were wild and dense - fur that began to spread down to her crotch and around her labia.  Wet, curly golden fur, already soaked in her cum when she flattened her hand to slide fingers between her slick lips.

She barked as she came but rested only briefly before stroking herself once more.  Her thighs, covered in light traces of curly hair, pressed against her hand as she imagined it was Kiara's muzzle instead.

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Chloe stretched in bed, rolling to her stomach to push her ass high into the air with the stub of her tail trembling.  It wiggled back and forth, barely longer than the tip of her thumb but still doing its best to curl as she pushed her body to the limits.  She leaned forward, raising her chest with her hips down and her tail followed, folding to nestle between her soft, lightly furred ass cheeks.  Joints popped quietly while she contorted herself.

She bounced up with her legs crossed before her and a look of satisfaction on her face.  It was a good day and she was looking forward to everything.  The tip of her tail tapped against the back of her ass until she remembered Kiara.  It swerved diagonally and then worked back and forth, wagging in excitement.

Her phone rested precariously on the edge of the nightstand by her desk, tethered by a charging cable.  She unplugged it and opened her messaging application to start a new message.  Her list of contacts was small enough that she barely scrolled to find Kiara's name.  She selected it and then tapped her clawed fingers over the screen.

Hi!  I wanted to say hi!  It's Chloe.  We met at the doctor's office yesterday, hi!  I have to get ready for work but I wanted to say hi and get the conversation started.

Chloe stuck her tongue out with a thoughtful expression on her face.  It flapped up and down before sliding all the way to her chin and then up to rub the tip of her nose and nostrils.  And then down again to circle her mouth before resting briefly against her sharpened bottom teeth.

She sent a second text after some consideration: You said to text you so I'm texting you.  Because you said to do it.  I hope that's okay.  But not just because you said to do it.  I can't stop thinking about you.

A whine escaped Chloe's lips as she re-read her message.  It sounded needy.  Deferential.  And yet it felt right in a way that left her tail wagging.  And, anyway, she decided she was excited to see Kiara again.  That alone was worth celebrating as she spent the past year hidden away at home, avoiding family and the few friends she kept tenuous contact with.  Just a week ago, she struggled to wake up and then forced herself to get ready to go to work while dreading every minute.  Afterwards, she'd come home immediately.  Some days she found the energy to cook or clean but most days she pieced together a barely edible meal just to have something to eat.

Chloe barked in sudden, unrestrained excitement when her heart fluttered deep in her chest.  Her wide smile lit up her face and her tongue slid back and forth between her bottom teeth while her tail thumped against her ass.  Skin stretched around it as vertebrae formed, pushing the tip while muscles grew, wrapping themselves around each new segment until her tail brushed against her blankets beneath her ass.  The small tuft of fur covering the base of her tail began to spread.  Blonde hair grew out to her sides while more traced a thin, torturously slow line up the middle of her back.

It would be okay.  She knew it would be okay.  For once, she had hope for the future.  And, besides, her nose had told her quite clearly that Kiara was good.  They'd traded scents and the other woman's interest was very, very clear.

With her sudden bout of doubt satisfied and the text sent, she dropped her phone on the bed and stood with another stretch, hands over her head, raising up to her toes.  Once more her tail lifted.  When she relaxed, she briefly remained on her toes while scratching the short hairs beginning to cover her lower back.

Chloe's ears jumped when she heard her phone's chime.  With a startled, excited bark, she spun while lunging for her phone and it took three attempts to wake it with her dense, gray nails cracking against the screen.  Her eyes lit up when she read the reply.

I've been thinking about you since the drs office.  Almost texted you but you beat me to it.  Message me anytime.  HF at work, sexy!

"Oh, wow, mmmm," Chloe said out loud in excitement.  She panted, tongue bouncing while reading and re-reading the message.  And re-reading it.  Chloe whined, lowering one hand to the bed, fingers splayed directly in front of her crotch.  Her hips moved, tilting back and then rocking when her eyes flicked to the beginning of the text.

"Haahnnnn," Chloe whined again.

She dropped her phone and placed her right hand next to the left.  Her gray fingernails bit into the mattress as she adjusted herself, moving to straddle a twisted knot of blankets.  She whimpered while grinding, pressing the thick skin covering her distended, swollen clit hard into the lump beneath her.  It flicked her clit while pushing up between her engorged labia and the fleshy, wrinkled lips jutting out.

"Like- like that," she whispered with her eyes closed.  Her lips trembled to flash her pointed canines and the skin wrinkled on the bridge of her nose.  Soft golden fur, nearly white, rippled from the tip of her nose up between her eyes.  Muscles flexed in her back, pulling her tail up in a tight little curve.

In her mind, Kiara was beneath her with her paws up against her breasts.  Chloe gasped, raising her right hand to massage herself in order to give the fantasy a hint of reality.  Her hands slid down her naked body, clawing down her sides and she growled quietly while moving faster.  Her heavy breathing quickened and shuddered and she leaned forward, opening her mouth to press her tongue to the bed, raising her head to lick the sheets with long strokes while her hips shook.  Kiara was there in her mind, turning her head to let Chloe lick her neck and face and mouth until-

Chloe barked loudly.  She collapsed, kneading the bed while licking it gently.  "Kissing" her imaginary lover gently as she rode out at the waves from her orgasm.

The afterglow left her drowsy and content.  It threatened to pull her back to sleep and she growled happily when her eyelids drooped.  She lay like that, basking in the glow before shoving herself back up in a sudden panic.

"Oh shit!  Work!" she yelled out, scrabbling over the bed before falling to the floor and rolling, going to all fours and then jumping up to land on the balls of her feet.

She moved around the apartment like that, sometimes dropping flat-footed and sometimes raising back up to her forefeet.  Her relaxed tail waved slowly behind her, brushing the curves of her ass.  When she found the panties she wanted to wear, she struggled to let them ride below the base of her tail, pouting when it made her uncomfortable.  With a heavy, over dramatic sigh, she shoved her tail down between her cheeks and pulled her panties up.  It struggled briefly before curling down, defeated and sad.

Her panties molded themselves to her fleshy, puffy pussy.  She bent down to stare at them while scratching a few curly blonde hairs scattered over her inner thigh.  Her toenails clicked quietly when she wiggled them together before scuffing her forefeet and the bottom of her toes against the floor to scratch a faint itch beneath the slightly loose layer of skin dotting the bottom of the toes and in a vaguely rounded triangular shape on the balls of her feet.

A thin clear line of wetness marked the center of her pussy.

Chloe pulled her panties down and her tail popped up immediately.  She sat on the edge of the bed and bent, huffing as she nearly touched her nose to her glistening lips.  Her tongue lashed out, pressing against her clit before flattening against her crotch.  She cleaned herself from the hood above to the top of her vulva and down, nearly flicking her asshole before repeating the motion with a continuous loud 'schlop' sound.  Once finished, she turned her head to lick what she could reach of her inner thighs.

Finally satisfied that she'd cleaned the mess she'd made when grinding against her blanket, she pulled her panties back up and fought with her tail once more to seal it away.  Her navy blue slacks rode even higher than her panties, securing the prison while slightly concealing the faint bump.  She made a mental note to cut holes for her tail later that night in all of her clothes to let it free.

"Wurf," Chloe huffed when she turned after buttoning her pants.

She looked down once more and pulled the pants away from her stomach to stare.  When she'd moved, she'd felt something scratching against two sore spots.  She touched herself gingerly until she found them - at the very top of her mound, close to the center of but separated on the left and right by a thick line of curly blonde fur.  Her finger swirled around the faint red marks and she hummed quietly at the strange sensation.  It was dull but pleasant and it radiated in a tight circle around the area she played with.

Chloe pulled her hand away slowly.  Her sharp bottom canines bit into the back of her bottom lip, rolling it back and forth.  Faint gray lines showed when she pulled the lip back.  She turned and grabbed her phone.

I think you're really hot.  I like you.  I want to see you again today.  You're so pretty.  Can I see you again?  Today?  Please?

Licking her lips and nose anxiously, Chloe sent the text and then whined when she realized how desperate it sounded.  She held her thumb against it with her curved gray nail nearly touching the screen.  The thin black-speckled bulge covering the tip of her thumb slipped slightly against the display until she pushed harder.  She whined again when she saw no option to delete the message.

The previous messages moved and Chloe's short tail tapped against her ass cheeks beneath her slacks, alternating left and right when she saw two quick replies from Kiara.  The first message was a URL to a map location.

Meet me there at 4pm today.  I want to see you too.

Chloe panted and stomped her feet in excitement.  She worked until 5 but could easily take off early to make it to the location Kiara shared.  The thought of asking to move the time didn't cross her mind.

Newly invigorated, Chloe rushed to her closet to pick out a cream colored blouse.  She shivered when the fabric brushed against the fur slowly advancing low on her back.  When she bent to reach for a slate gray blazer in the corner of her closet, short, wild golden curls showed in the gap between the bottom of her blouse and the waistband of her slacks.

She smiled at herself in the mirror on the back of her bedroom door, flashing her elongated canines while wrinkling her nose.  After a final quick check, she brushed loose fur from her blouse, grabbed her phone and purse and left, wincing slightly at how tight her feet were in the flats she wore.

The drive to her work was relatively short.  Barely a minute after slipping out of the parking lot, Chloe rolled her window down and leaned to her left with her lips pulled back into a wide, happy smile.  The wind ruffled her hair and she inhaled to taste the insane amount of scents billowing past her car.  She smiled up at the sun where it hung just above the treetops far in the distance.  Its rays warmed her face.

Today will be a great day, she told herself.  Her past self seemed strange to her.  Locked away in her room, hiding beneath covers while sleeping most of her life away.  Well, sleeping is good, though.  Maybe- Maybe Kiara will cuddle with me.

Chloe found herself wriggling in her seat, unable to get comfortable with her tail curled beneath her.  Worse, the tip, covered in wispy fur, kept rubbing against her bare pussy as if teasing her.  There were scissors on her desk and she reminded herself to take a moment to cut a hole to let it out.

I don't know why I never thought of that before.  How in the world did I live like this all these years? she wondered while lifting one side of her hip and then the other.

Her foot moved to the brake to stop at a light.  She growled quietly when a sharp cramp lanced through the arch of her right foot.  With the tip of her left shoe, she stepped on the right to pull her foot free with a sigh.  She switched feet on the brake in order to remove her left shoe before moving her right foot to the accelerator when the light turned green.  The bare toes on her left foot rasped when the thin padding rubbed together and she continued wiggling them idly, enjoying the feeling.

When she pulled into the parking lot directly in front of her work, her eyes drifted over to the digital clock set in her dashboard.  She sighed, heavily, as she realized how long she had to wait until her-

"Oh my gosh is it a date?!" she barked suddenly while parking her car.  Her eyes were wide at the sudden realization and the car screeched to a halt when she panicked and slammed on the brakes.  "I didn't bring anything oh no oh no what if she's expecting me to bring food or or or oh no.  I can stop at the gas station to grab something when I leave.  Oh, Chloe, why are you so-"

She whined and licked her lips.  Her flat, faintly pointed ears trembled while she licked her nose.  Finally, she took several deep breaths and forced herself to get out of the car.

Kiara is nice, she told herself.  She'll understand.  She will.

Chloe's bare toes compressed against the pavement, flattening with the tips of her slightly curved toenails almost touching the surface.  She stood on the balls of her feet with her heels up at an angle.  A hint of absorbed warmth soaked through the slim padding from the parking lot.

As she walked away, a midnight black car with heavy tint crept into the parking lot, aiming for a spot away from where Chloe parked but with a clear view of the lobby.  It backed into the parking spot to idle silently in place.

"Good morning, Chloe," their receptionist said pleasantly when Chloe stepped into the lobby.

"Oh, I bet it was," Chloe said with a conspiratorial wink and a wide smile that showcased her canines behind gray lips with faint pink lines.

The confused receptionist stared back at her and then fumbled awkwardly for her headset when the phone rang.

Chloe inhaled and her throat rumbled in a faint growl.  The receptionist, a slim redhead who normally kept to herself, exuded the scent of sex from over ten feet away.  It hit Chloe like a freight train and she could feel herself growing warm at the thought of it.  It'd been years since she'd been with a man but the smell of cum was painfully strong and it made her ache to feel a lover's touch.

She growled again as she imagined herself kneeling beneath the woman's desk, pulling down her stockings - or tearing them apart and shoving her panties aside to clean her pussy with long strokes of her tongue.  Tasting the woman's lover before focusing on pleasuring the woman herself. Docilely licking and fingering while staring up to ensure she was touching the right spots.  She staggered but caught herself by gripping the edge of the large desk in front of her.

Four o'clock cannot come soon enough, she told herself while pushing herself back up.  She swept past the desk as Stephanie finished her call.

"Oh, Chloe, you forgot your shoes," Stephanie said.

"No, I didn't forget them, I left them in the car," Chloe told her.

"Oh, but, you know, you're- not- supposed-" Stephanie's words died off as Chloe disappeared into the sea of cubicles.  "What the fuck, Chloe.   You're gonna get yelled at."

Chloe stopped at an empty cubicle.  She rested her hand against the metal and fabric wall while scanning the enormous area.  Her ears twitched as if turning to focus on every little sound and her mouth hung open while she inhaled with short bursts.  Her brain churned as it interpreted the signals from her nose, separating the intense signals as much as possible until she was left with a vague map full of invisible bright lines that ended in domes covering each cubicle with their occupant's personal smell.

Her tail loosened, pulling away from her crotch to slowly wiggle beneath her pants, shoving against the inside of one cheek and then the other.  There were an incredible amount of enticing smells - food and drink and sweat and so much sex.  She growled quietly and huffed before breathing as deeply as she could.  Two of her coworkers passed behind her, talking quietly on their way to the copier, jolting Chloe out of her imagination and back into the real world.

On the way to her desk, she smiled and waved to a few people, surprising them as they awkwardly waved in return before turning back to their monitors.  Humming happily to herself, Chloe found her desk and sat.  She logged in, clicked to her emails and began working through the requests of reports to run.

She found, as she typed, that she had to adjust how she held her fingers.  In their original position, her dense nails lodged themselves between the keys and nearly pried them out of their sockets.  It slowed her down but she adjusted to it as carefully as she could.

After thirty minutes of trying, and failing, to find a comfortable sitting position, she reached down to unbutton her pants and pull her zipper down, allowing her space to reach behind and grab her tail to pull it out and lay it against her side.  It moved as soon as she released it and coiled behind, pushing hard against her panties and the back of her pants.  She adjusted her position a little, scratched the thick curls of fur just above the base of her tail before returning to her work.

Chloe's stomach grumbled an hour before lunch.  She ignored it and kept working.  Her tail swept against the back of her panties and then arched up to let the very tip peek out from the waistband of her slacks.  Meanwhile, she slid her feet back and forth beneath the desk, enjoying the feel of the short pile carpet against her bare feet, especially when she pulled them back.  She bent her toes to let her toenails catch against the little loops.  They tugged at her toes while the friction scratched her thin paw pads.

She reached back to lightly claw her tail before massaging it, squeezing it in her fist while rubbing with her thumb.  Her eyes glazed over slightly when she tugged and played with it and her breath caught while goosebumps formed over her body and a breathy moan issued from her lips.  The fur raised over her spine in response, not yet reaching the middle of her back in its plodding procession.

Sitting there, feeling herself grow more aroused, she thought back through her few relationships.  She couldn't remember any of them, the men or women, pulling her tail and she struggled to think of a reason.  It felt good when she played with it and the thought of a lover toying with it or keeping a firm grasp on it left her pressing her thighs together while bowing her head and panting.  It was crazy to think that she'd never encouraged them in the past, but she knew she'd remedy that.  Starting with Kiara.

"Kiara," Chloe whimpered.  She pulled her hand free and slipped her fingers beneath her panties.  Her unzipped and unbuttoned slacks allowed her easy access to her clit and she whined as she stroked herself.  Her tail tried to thump against the chair but was caught by her clothes.

Anxiety filled her.  The other woman was gorgeous - far outside her league.  The memory of her sleek black fur, long, dark tail and wide paws left Chloe trembling as she bent over with her hand thrusting against her pussy.  She bit at her wrist rest to silence the nearly constant whining as she pictured Kiara in her mind.  Walking to her in the clinic.  Seductive and commanding.

Chloe's tongue rasped against the wrist rest.  She grunted and whined and then tore into the gel filling within as she came, marking the seat of her pants while soaking through her panties and the chair beneath.  It barely helped quench the heat filling her but she forced her hand away and then up to her face to lick and suck her fingers clean.

Her stomach rumbled louder.  She grinded her teeth and then reached for her purse on the desk to her right, unzipping it to find the  protein bar she'd brought for lunch.  Her fingers jostled a hard metal case.  She frowned and pushed herself over to her purse to look in.

The container for the last two shots lay within her purse.  She retrieved it, unbuckled the claps and opened it carefully to stare at the two needles kept tightly in place.  The needles were short and tiny but she still shivered at the idea of them going into her.  Yet, still, they had worked wonders on her.

Chloe's right hand raked through her short hair.  She could feel the difference just by touch.  More than that, the changes to her mood and drive were nothing short of miraculous.  That alone was worth far more than helping her hair loss.  She'd happily go bald if it meant she'd continue being excited about life.

She touched the syringes carefully and Kiara filled her mind once more.  Kiara and the anxiety of feeling unworthy of the woman's attention.

Do I have to wait? she asked herself while running her nail over the syringe.  Her heart felt unnaturally loud in her chest and her temples throbbed in time with the beat.

A shaking hand closed the little container.  She placed it back in her purse before standing with it held in her grasp.  A spike twisted low in her guts as she turned to the private bathroom in the corner of the open office.  She licked her lips, whined and licked her lips again.  Snatching her cellphone with her left hand, she forced herself to move.  Her tail, sensing her stress, dragged against her panties before curling between her thighs.

"Oh, umm, Chloe," Jennifer said as she passed.  As one of their newest employees, she was still trying her hardest to get to know everyone.  The woman gestured vaguely down to her crotch.  "Your, umm, you know."

Chloe glanced at her before continuing past.  A few people looked up from their desks and one, John, a shipping clerk, waved two fingers at her, but Chloe held her purse tighter against her body while ignoring him.

Only when she opened the bathroom, slipped inside and locked the door did she finally let go of the breath she'd been holding.

Her phone dinged, causing her to nearly drop it until she turned to see the notification from her work email titled "Dress code reminder."  Chloe placed it down on the edge of the sink.  She sat on the toilet lid with her purse in her lap.  Eyes closed, she breathed slowly, in through her nose, out through her mouth.  Interesting scents surrounded her but her thoughts focused inward as she worked on her courage.

The metal case was cold to the touch when she reached for it to take it out and place it on top of her purse.  She opened it before she lost her nerves.  Her phone made yet another sound.  She growled at it, flashing her teeth while cursing the day she installed the work email app on her private phone.

Bending forward, she slid her blazer from her shoulders, folding it carefully to place beneath her purse.

"Oh god.  Oh god," she repeated, rocking in place briefly before grabbing her blouse.  She folded it, snarled when it wasn't perfect, folded it again, growled and folded one more time before laying it atop her blazer.

Cool air circulated in the room, stirring fine hairs high on her back.  She scratched the fur on her nape and then down to the red spots on her stomach.  Her increasing dread left her strangely sensitive which made those six red spots throb slowly.

"Come on," she growled, taking one of the syringes with a trembling hand.  She pinched the protector over the needle itself but missed three times before exhaling in order to calm her nerves.  With the protective sleeve off, the tiny needle gleamed in the light.  "Oh fuck.  Oh god.  Oh goooood."

Chloe whined.  She squeezed her eyes shut hard enough that tears leaked from the corner.  Her hand shook badly as she turned the syringe around to aim vaguely at her shoulder.  She gasped, gulped and tried to steady her erratic breathing but she felt as if she couldn't take a full lung of air.

"Oh god oh god oh god oh god," she repeated as she opened her eyes to stare at the needle.  Her stomach dropped, leaving a nauseous feeling behind that prickled her forehead.  Every exhaled breath was a dog-like whine as she forced the needle closer.  "It didn't hurt it didn't hurt it didn't hurt it didn't hurt."

Her lunch would be her treat.  Just like the treat the nice doctor gave her.  She was a good girl.  And good girls got treats.

Tears coursed down her cheeks.  She held back a sob when the needle touched her upper arm.  It sank into her flesh as if pulled in and she snarled when her trembling hand moved the tip.  Now it did hurt, but she told herself it was her fault for moving it.  Her thumb slid on the plunger until she forced it down as far as it would go.  She snatched the needle away and gasped with a tremulous laugh.  The needle clattered to the floor from nerveless fingers.  She wiped her eyes with her forearms, rubbing bare skin and light patches of fur against her cheeks.

It hadn't hurt except for when her inexpert hands had jiggled the needle.  She massaged her upper arm, rubbing her thumb into the injection site while sniffling.

Fragmented lines etched themselves into the edge of her nose and the skin covering her septum.  They cracked into a pebble-like structure while the flesh-coloring faded to a pale gray with tinges of black.  Her tongue brushed against her nose while she wiped her eyes again.

Soft hairs, nearly white, emerged from her cheeks in a wave.  They spread in a flash back to the fur at the base of her ears and up her temples before slowing to a crawl as they tried to reach for her forehead.

The faint pink lines in her dark lips melted away to match with the surrounding color.  Her pure black lips lifted briefly to show her canines and curious sharp edges descending on her molars.

Chloe exhaled.  She inhaled as deeply as she could and exhaled once more.  Taking the second syringe, she focused on it while talking herself through the experience.  Reminding herself there would be no pain if she was careful.

Sparse fur covered her previously bare upper left arm with a longer clump of hairs centered around where she'd given herself the last shot.  She moved the needle, breathed out and gently pushed it against her skin with a growl.  It was smoother this time and she sighed while pushing the plunger down.  Warmth flowed through her arm and down to her fingers.

Without dropping the plunger, she set it back in the case and then leaned to retrieve the one she dropped.

Pain burst in her fingertips.  Cramps exploded in her left hand.  She snarled, raising it to her mouth to bite her nails and the bones beneath, grinding them against her fangs as the nails sliced through flesh to root deep beneath her fingertips.  Similar but lesser pains seized her right hand.  She closed it into a fist while ignoring the way her nails cut into her palm.

Teeth scraped against her nails.  The nails bulged against the ends of her fingers before sliding out in a slight curve.  The girl whimpered.  Her ears twitched and the tips flopped when the skin stretched, folding as they lengthened.

With a high pitched whine, Chloe licked her fingers and the web of flesh between them.  Sharp hairs pierced the skin, spreading over her hand and down along her palm.  Her ears pulled back and then bounced when her phone pinged once more.  The girl's tongue rasped against the padding on her palms and fingers as they filled out, ballooning, stretching, darkening as a definitive paw pad took place, the broad, rounded triangular shape reaching from one side of her hand to the other and up to the base of her fingers.  Fur spread around the padding and down, creeping over her palm to her wrist.

Heat flushed through her body in cycles that seemed to pulse faster and faster with every passing minute until they reached a crescendo that left Chloe clawing down her body.  Fur rustled uncomfortably against her bra.  She whined and grabbed at it, pulling and pulling and pulling until her jerking motions unsnapped the clasps and she flung it away.

Blonde fur uncoiled in a thick line between her breasts while sweat traced lines over their curves.  She panted and then growled, pressing her paw pads to her face.  Here the heat burned as bones scraped and fragmented before healing.  Reshaping themselves as they pushed her jaw forward.  The tip of her nose raised and widened as whiskers opened holes in the flesh above her top lip.  Short cream-colored fur spread over her mouth as her muzzle expanded.

Sharp needles pierced the arches in Chloe's feet.  She growled and slid from the toilet, spilling the case and her clothes as she landed painfully on her ass, tearing the crotch of her slacks.  Her tail slammed against the floor, longer than before, and thicker, covered with a curtain of golden fur.

She bent her knees to grab her left foot with her thick paws.  Claws dug into her arch as she kneaded the flesh, from the swollen padding down to her heel.  She cried out when she felt something pop and move beneath her hand.  Her feet stretched, pulling the surrounding skin taut while sliding away from the tip of her foot.

More pain - hot, slicing knives - tore through her toes.  Chloe whimpered and reached with both hands to squeeze her forefeet and then up. Gaps appeared between her toes.  She watched, in a panic, as her foot began to widen and she swore she could feel muscles and tendons stretching within.

Her petite toes became bulbous as they swelled and her toenails grew to match.  She curled her fingers to scratch beneath, groaning while itching the inflamed padding as fatty tissue formed beneath the tough, callus-like flesh.

Slowly, the pain abated.

Chloe pulled her hands away from her broad paws.  Shiny golden fur covered her feet past her ankles.  She scratched her shin and it rustled as the fur spread beneath her pant legs.

Oh god, I'm not allergic to the shots, am I? she asked herself as she scratched up her leg.  The higher she went, the more her growling deepened and slowed until she was moaning while pulling and clawing at the thick tufts of fur spreading over her hips and mons.  Her tongue lashed out and she arched her back, shoving her breasts forward.  They jiggled and she grabbed them to squeeze both before trailing her hands down, groaning as the leather padding slid over bumps lining both sides of her torso.

Fur escaped the tear in the crotch of her pants.  It was darker, coated in the cum from her dripping pussy.  She inhaled her own scent and growled while clawing at her stomach.  The little bumps flexed against her padding.  Tiny droplets of milk emerged from their pink tips until she dragged them over the fur spreading on her body.

Thoughts of allergies and anything else were gone.  She swallowed.  Growled.  Forced herself up on unsteady legs.  Taller than before even with the slight bend of her knees as her paws took her weight.

Chloe grabbed her phone and entered her messages, ready to message Kiara until she saw two messages already waiting for her.  Her eyes flew open.

The first was a video, paused and ready to play.  It showed a dirt path and bent legs.  The second, a message sent a little more than five minutes after the video:  Do you like it?  Making me nervous not saying anything.

Chloe stabbed the play button on the video.  The view shifted, sliding to a shot of Kiara's crotch, covered in tan fur with a thin wisp of black fur that widened to cover her stomach.

Full, folded sable pussy lips glistened on screen.  Chloe moaned and fell against the sink counter as she stared and her own hand slipped down into her pants.  Clawed, padded fingers reached for the pussy on screen, rubbing the distended lips.  Stroking them.  They pulled away to show strings of cum that grew thin and broke before she brought her fingers down again, this time, plunging them into her pussy and spreading herself open to show pink within.

The video ended.  Chloe whimpered and raised her fingers.

Just watched now.  Can ew met?  Now?  I cant wait until 4.  I want to see you now.  Please?  Meet me there?

Less than ten seconds later, a reply came:  Already here.  Waiting for you.  Come soon.  Need you.

Kiara grabbed her things after storing the syringes back in the case.  She held her blazer, shirt, and bra against her stomach as she shoved through the bathroom door.

Shouting erupted when she stepped into the office.  Her long, folded ears pulled back and she glanced around briefly before hurrying towards the front office.

"Se- security!  Someone - is Tom-  Where the fuck is security?!" a woman's voice called out.

"Is that-?"

"Didn't Chloe go into-"

"What the- that can't be fucking real-"

Chloe ignored all of it.  The panic and the raised voices as she entered the lobby.  Stephanie shrieked and stood, slamming her chair into the wall behind her.  Chloe snarled but continued, shoving the glass doors open.  Her claws scraped against the concrete, scoring them as she made her way to her car.  She fumbled in her purse until she found her keys and the thick, bulbous pad covering her thumb unlocked and immediately locked her car door until she rolled it to just touch the unlock button.

A crowd of people exited the building behind her.  She started her car and began to reverse.  The passenger door on the black car in the corner of the parking lot opened to emit a young man in a perfectly tailored suit.  He tapped the hood of the car after closing the door and it silently drove away to follow Chloe.

"Everyone, can I have your attention, please!" the man in the suit said while walking to the glass building.

---

Chloe's tail curved up against her seat, forcing her to lean forward.  With her eyes on the road, she fumbled for the bar beneath the front of the seat to push it back, giving her more room.  Her phone, standing in the cup holder just to her left, called out directions to the park and she followed them precisely, entirely focused on getting to Kiara as quickly as possible.

Over half an hour later, stressed from how long it was taking, she pulled into a parking lot, scraping the front of her car on the concrete parking block.  She bolted, leaving her purse and belongings behind and her car door open.

Another car, full of Kiara's scent, was three spots away.  She growled and her eyelids trembled as she breathed as deeply as possible.  Wind ruffled the thick golden fur covering her body.  The sharp points caressed her nipples and teats and her growl dissolved into a moan.

Kiara's scent was a brilliantly lit path in front of her.  She followed it easily, disappearing onto the path.

A third car arrived, pure black with dark tinted windows.  It slid into a spot between the two other cars.  The driver stepped out and walked to Chloe's car to turn it off.  He took her keys and the rest of her things before walking to Kiara's car to do the same.

---

She lay just beside the path, curled up next to a tree with a beam of sunlight highlighting her body.  Chloe's breath caught as she stared at the prone woman.

Kiara lay partially on her side, resting on her forearm.  Her black fur shined in the light and Chloe moaned as she stared at the woman's beautiful snout, up to her folded ears and down to the delicate curve of her neck.  She could see the soft curves of Kiara's breasts, hidden beneath copper fur that was outlined by the sable fur that covered her stomach until it faded to the faint tan fur over her crotch and mound.  And beneath the base of her thick tail.

"Mmmmmm," Kiara moaned, stirring while raising her muzzle.  She huffed and inhaled while pushing her chest up.  Joints popped as she went to all fours, arching her back with her tail curved.  Chloe's eyes were pulled to the woman's ass and the jutting black pussy lips.

"I- I- c- came as- as-" Chloe stuttered.  She fidgeted while Kiara unfurled and pushed herself up.

As before Kiara moved with a purpose.  Slow, deliberate motions as she turned to face Chloe.  The tan ovals of fur above her eyes gave her a serious expression that was mirrored by her brown eyes staring deep into Chloe's faded blue eyes.  Kiara's breasts swayed in time with her wide hips as she placed one paw in front of the other.  Chloe swallowed, staring down at the curly tufts of tan fur and then up to the brown teats and further to the woman's thick black nipples.

"I- I-" Chloe tried to say as Kiara reached for her.

"Shhhhh," Kiara told her, gently placing her paws on Chloe's hips to turn her and guide her to a nearby tree.

Chloe bowed her head to the trunk.  Soft breasts pressed into the fur on her back.  A hand raised to her breast, squeezing her while the other trailed through the soft golden hairs on her belly.  Kiara's tongue dragged against her shoulder and up her neck to the corner of her jaw, forcing Chloe to shiver until teeth nibbled her sensitive thin ears.

"Down," Kiara's husky, hungry voice said while she pulled Chloe gently, easing her down to all fours.

Kiara's claws pulled at Chloe's pants, dragging them over her ass and thighs.  Chloe raised one leg and then the other until she knelt on hands and knees, naked before her lover.

A hot breath puffed against her pussy and Chloe moaned.  Closer and closer until she felt a cold nose slip between her splayed, puffy lips.  Kiara growled slowly.  Her tongue unrolled from her muzzle to press against Chloe's clit, causing Chloe to cry out.  Skin moved as Kiara began to lick the other woman, swirling her tongue around the clit before shoving up, forcing the tongue between Chloe's pussy and then dragging it back down, flattening it against her crotch to once more circle the strangely distended clit.

Chloe's splayed pussy lips wavered against her crotch as they filled out, swelling and rolling as they folded together to meet her clit.  She clawed at the dirt with her teeth grinding together as Kiara swirled her rough tongue against her hood, pressing it into the clit beneath.

"Ye- yes yes oh nrrrrrrrrr feels soooo good yes yes," Chloe moaned, turning slowly to her back to lay down in the dirt.  Kiara leaned back briefly before bending forward once more and Chloe reached out to grip Kiara's head.  She clawed at the woman's hair and rubbed her thick, glossy ears while moving her hips with short little jerks.

Kiara raised a finger, teasingChloe's pussy with the tip of her claw as she continued to lick her hood.  She shoved carefully and Chloe bucked, snarling as the woman thrust her finger deeper.  Kiara's rumbling growl was almost a purr as she fingered Chloe.

Suddenly Kiara broke away and her long tongue made a circuit of her mouth to lick it clean.  She knelt and crawled to Chloe while Chloe panted and trembled.  Kiara's paws forced Chloe's legs apart and she straddled Chloe's right leg, sliding over the fur - coating it with her own cum until their pussies touched.

"I want you," Kiara said, staring into Chloe's eyes.  She moved slowly, grinding her clit against Chloe and Chloe snarled while raising her head and clawing at the dirt.  "Be mine.  Be my girl."

"Yes!  God yes!  I'm yours!  I'm yours!  Yours!"  Chloe cried out, shoving her hips up to meet Kiara's downward thrust.  Their rhythms matched up as Kiara raised Chloe's left leg to rest it on her shoulder.  "Can't- can't- stop- thinking- oh god oh god don't stop don't st- AUGH!"

Chloe screamed and bucked from an orgasm.  White showed in her eyes but Kiara growled, digging her claws into the leg she held while grinding harder.  Her tits rocked and clapped against each other and she reached, grabbed Chloe's right hand to place it against her belly.  Chloe clawed Kiara's stomach, raking through teats and fur and Kiara snarled in pleasure, raising her muzzle while her ass rippled against Chloe's thigh.  Creamy cum connected the both of them with clear strands touching their fur.

"Close I'm close I'm so close.  Yours.  Yours, too, Chloe, yours, too," Kiara rambled, short of breath. Her hips froze.  Jerked and froze again.  Her jaw cracked open but only a whistling sounded from her black-furred throat.  "Nnngh.  I-  Guh- god dammit!"

Kiara collapsed atop Chloe who held her tight and licked her head, dragging her tongue from the woman's forehead and up to her tightly bound afro.  Their hearts pounded as they lay together.  Chloe's lips touched the top of Kiara's head in a delicate kiss and Kiara nuzzled into the other girl's shoulder.

A few minutes later, Kiara growled and raised her head. She turned, wrapping her body around Chloe.  The woman's fur stood on end while her tail raised.

"You know me, Kiara," a familiar voice said.  "I'm not here to hurt either of you."

"Dr. Eiler?" Chloe asked.  She turned but Kiara's arms gripped her tighter.

"Why are you here?" Kiara asked roughly.  Her entire body was tensed as she gripped her lover possessively.

"It's time," the doctor said as he appeared in view.  "Early than expected but it's time."

"For what?" Chloe asked.  She stroked Kiara's fur to calm the woman but it didn't help.  Kiara's muscles tightened like springs.

"To show you your new home," he replied.  "You've both done wonderfully in the program.  It's time to take the next step.  We already have your rooms prepped and teams are at your apartments, collecting your things."

"I won't let you take her away from me," Kiara snarled. She barked rapidly, hashly, snapping her teeth and Dr. Eiler raised his hands slowly, showing his palms.

"I'm not taking her from you, Kiara," Dr. Eiler said as placatingly as possible.  "I won't separate you.  You'll ride together.  A jet is already waiting to take you both to the island.  You have my word."

Kiara sniffed cautiously, scenting the air.  Smelling the delicate hormones and chemicals wafting from his body.  Her tail relaxed slowly and her muscles softened.  Chloe licked the woman's arm and, after a second, Kiara bent to lick Chloe's mouth in return.

"I'm staying with her," Chloe said.

"I know," Dr. Eiler told her.

"Why can't we just live in our apartments?" Chloe asked.  "I have a job and everything.

"It's- well- I'll explain on the way but this is the next step in the project," he told her.  "And there are jobs waiting for you.  If you want them.  I'll show you pictures of the island and your apartments."

"Apartment," Chloe said.  "One apartment.  Together."

"Of course," Dr. Eiler agreed.  "Now.  Shall we?"

Kiara stood and offered her hand to Chloe, who took it and stood beside the other woman.  Kiara's face, still stern and serious, watched as Dr. Eiler turned to guide them and Kiara gripped Chloe's hand tightly.  They followed, unconcerned about their nudify.

A limo waited for them as they exited the park.  The two women sniffed together as they approached and Kiara eyed the driver when he opened the back door for the trio.

"Thank you, Tyler," Dr. Eiler said softly.  He entered first and the two women followed, ducking as they sat within.

Dr. Eiler took out his phone to type a quick email:  Only one apartment needed.  Move Chloe's belongings to the apartment set up for Kiara.  We'll register them together.  Look for work in the same area for them.  Seem to be a strongly mated pair now.  Something to investigate further.  Carefully.

He smiled as he put his phone away.  He stared at Chloe's face as she looked through the window before turning to see Kiara watching him closely.

"I can't wait to show you to your new lives," he told them gently as the limo reversed and pulled away.  "It's a new chapter for both of you."

Kiara's paw tightened against Chloe's knee until Chloe covered it with her own hand.  She turned to lick the side of Kiara's mouth and then tilted her head to lay against Kiara's shoulder.

"Now, it seems I have a bit of explaining to do..."