“Wow, did you see that guys’s nails?” Whispered an older woman to her middle age daughter after I’d helped them decide on a TV and they’d wheeled it around the corner.
“You sure that’s a guy?” The daughter whisper back. I’d heard them crystal clear.
When Alice had mentioned her curse, I’d assumed her ears were keen, but this went well beyond the possible. One couple argued about the width of my ass all the way across the store to the dairy section and I heard every word. Seemed like every other group I interacted with mentioned me as soon as they thought I couldn’t hear. Some liked my nails, some pondered if I was Fey touched, others commented on a musky odor and a few said truly nasty things. It felt so weird to be noticed but, gave me something to focus on, rather than thinking about Freddy. I wasn’t quite the panting mess I’d been yesterday when we ducked into the machine room, but when one 0’clock rolled around, oh gods did I need a fuck.
“I know a pce, one of my fishing holes that’s just few minutes away.” He told me as we hurried out to our cars. “Lousy fishing but it is private in case I get lucky.”
I wonder what that meant as I followed his pickup into the burbs behind the store. We arrived at trail head in a forest nestled between two very pnned neighborhoods.
“Come on, come on!” His eyes sparkled as he took my hand. In just a few steps down the path led to a small bridge that crossed a zy creek. The creek bowed out a bit beneath the bridge, forming a small swimming hole, maybe twenty-five feet wide. Freddy hurried down the steep bank, pulling off his shirt and throwing it aside. He jumped out of his pants and into the water so quickly that his pants had scarcely settled on the ground when he hit the water. He resurfaced, body unduting as he swam and ughed with a chitter. So cute, so happy as he paddled effortlessly, dispying his naked body in the water.
“I’ll be damned, you do catch fish with your teeth, don’t you?” I ughed, doffing my own clothes next to a boulder that was only half shaded by the bridge.
“Only after I catch three fish with a pole, then I’m an otter for the rest of the day.” He floated on his back and grinned at me. “I only manage it four or five times a year but it's fun. Makes going back to work the day after real hard.” His cock protruded from his crotch and something about it made my mouth water as I looked him over. As he floated in his environment I could see all the little changes yesterday had wrought, the longer tail, the darkened webbed feet and his tighter frame. How could he not notice that? How far would it go after a second round?
We’d find out.
“Fortunately, I have a pretty good idea how to catch an otter.” I said, hopping up on the top of the boulder. It felt so good to be out of those restrictive pants. I grabbed my tail and smoothed out the fur along its length.
“And how’s that?” He asked, taking the verbal bait.
“You just offer them a delicious,” I pointed my knees at him and slowly parted my knees, revealing my ever moist sex. “Cm.” My tail shed side to side as Freddy stood near the center of the swimming hole. Water reached his belly button.
“That’s a really tempting lunch there.” He grinned, taking a few steps in my direction. “Although that tone calls to mind a spider talking to a fly.”
I dug my nails into the rock I sat on to avoid the temptation to run my fingers along my folds and forced myself to rex. “There’s no parlor here, just a juicy cm, id out on a rock for a hungry otter.” My voice sunk to a sultry rumble as I leaned back. “You should at least give it a sniff, see how fresh it is.”
“I guess sniff wouldn’t hurt,” Freddy said, failing to be coy as he came out of the water on his hands and knees. My tail’s tip twitched with my excitement when he pce his cheek against my inner thigh and made a show of inhaling through his nose.
“Hehehe. My smells very fresh.” He said, sliding closer. I gently slipped my fingers through his wiry red hair and pulled him until his nose nearly touched my dripping fold.
“Oops, I guess it was a trap after all.” I purred.
“My bad.” Freddy mumbled, and I shoved his nose into my sex. “Mmmph!”
“Better start licking my little otter.” I teased as I rubbed myself up and down his face. “Make me cum and I might let you go long enough for you to breathe.”
He responded to this with enthusiasm. A strong tongue swept through my slit, starting a whirlwind of licking, sucking and soft nips that brought unsubtle yowls to my lips. My first orgasm caught me entirely off guard, ripping up through me, triggering my thighs to cmp around his head. More than that, electric warmth spread through me, the stuff I now recognized as Freddy humanity. Between my legs I felt his tongue reach deeper with every p, a growing muzzle force my channel wider.
“Yes! Right there! Good otter!” I cried out, “Deeper! Use that tongue!”
He obeyed. I felt the broad tongue probe my depth, making my inner walls scream with bliss but I couldn’t quite reach the next cliff of pleasure. Opening my legs I pulled him from my pussy and he gasped for breath through broad muzzle with a small bck nose. I tossed him down beside the river. His lust dazed eyes didn’t even register the jolt.
Leaping from the rock, I pce my feet on either side of his head, “You will suck my clit now.” I demanded and began to squat.
His eyes focused on the pussy. I slowly lowered myself down and he nodded enthusiastically. He tched on to my furry thighs and pulled himself up to meet me. Again, I was not prepared for his skill with teeth and tongue as he assaulted my clit. I colpsed down onto my knees and roared. That roar died away a whimper of words as he used his tongue to roll my clit across the sharp tip of his teeth.
“Aaah gawds.” I moaned, “yes pet. Right there. Suck me! My little otter, suck me right there.”
He followed my instructions to the letter, pulling my clit into his mouth and pressing it hard against its roof. The orgasm exploded in slow motion through me as he squeezed. I howled as the bliss swept outward, a white event horizon that blotted out the world. In the bliss I felt four new point of sensation bud on my stomach.
“Stap!” I gasped as the pleasure of Freddy’s sucking edged toward pain in the aftermath and swatted him away from my sex. I rolled over onto my back and looked between my parted legs. Freddy knelt there, panting, dispying his reshaped face. His muzzle sported reddish brown fur that had yet to surround his eyes although his skull had broadened considerably. From his thighs jutted his cock.
A tattered fme burned within him, an unwanted humanity. I wanted it. I needed it to build myself.
“Give it to me.” I told him, widening my legs. “Give me everything, my pet. Be my little otter.”
A shiver started at his nose and traveled down his body, growing as it went, making his tail give a little wag. “Mistress,” He squeaked, looking at me with distant eyes. His hands cupped my knees and slid up my striped thighs. Fingers combing through my fur. He found the four nipples that I’d just sprouted and graced each one with a tender kiss before sliding up to my still bare chest. Only as our lips kissed did he slip his cock inside of me and begin to thrust. He pryed my cap from my head and his fingers found my ears.
“Harder.” I mewed as he massaged the sensitive velvet with circur motions.
“Yes mistress.” He whispered, gripping my shoulders and driving into me with all the leverage he could muster. I stared into the depth of his eyes. Within them I saw he contained two intertwined weaves, one tattered, his humanity, the other this vibrant cloth of ephemeral silk, the fey otter inside him. The magical weave of the fey eagerly growing to fill the gaps with.
“Be my little otter,” I told him as he began to tremble. He gave a little nod, and I squeezed hard around him.
“Your… little… otter!” He gasped and came inside me and with it I peeled a long stripe from his soul and pulled it into my own.
We both opened our mouths in silent screams. He shrank with every pulse of cum he pumped inside me while my bones stretched all at once. His height! That piece had been his height. Then he colpsed against my chest and I closed my arms around him.
“Good boy.” I praised him and kissed the top of his head. Still, there was far more there for him to give. We’d only traded half a foot or so. How tall was a fey otter? I grinned to myself, and resolved to find out. “More.”
“Mistress…” He breathed into my chest and started to drive into me with feeble thrusts. Although I barely felt it, his eyes rolled back and his pants sharpened into adorable squeaks of effort.
“That’s it. Almost there.” I coaxed him, watching his pointted teeth start to chatter and cupping his chin. A stroke of his whiskers and,
“Eeeeeee!” He announced his cumming with a final thrust. His essence flowed up into me, a jumble of offered fragments. Skin flowed between the fingers that clutched my sides and cws pricked my skin. Behind him, that short tail extended down past his legs and that rich red fur spread up along his spine, almost reaching his neck. To my disappointment he didn’t shrink further, nor did I grow. Rather, I gathered the humanity he’d given me into myself, where they join that little wisp I still had left over from using the human illusion. I hadn’t changed at all. Because I hadn’t come?
Freddy slumped against me, snuggling. I petted him, finding his hair incredibly soft, thick and a luscious.
“Almost there. Don’t you wanna finish?” I asked.
“Soooo tired,” He punctuated the sentence with a quiet squeak.
“Don’t worry, your mistress will do the rest.” I assured him, licking my chops. Tigers were supposed to be big. I had to get bigger, stronger. That would make Xianta happy. Freddy would make me happy so I could make my own mistress happy. Carefully, I sat up, then gently peeled Freddy from my chest and propped him against the boulder. He watched me through almost closed eyes. Yet, despite his fatigue, his cock did not fg. A vivid red shaft protruded from a furry shaft connected from two sizable balls. His thick tail sprawled out between his legs, longer than his torso. If I could grind against that then maybe I could take the rest of his height for myself.
Cupping his rubbery balls produced an adorable but futile wriggling. I’ve sucked a couple cocks in my life but I’d never seen one that looked so delicious. I bent my nose toward the near popsicle red shaft and gave it a p.
“OOW!” Freddy exploded, leaping straight up and his tail whipped me in the jaw. I flinched back narrowly avoiding biting my tongue as tumbling over the back of the rock. “Holy
“What hurt?” I asked massaging the tender spot on the under side of my jaw. Would it bruise?
“You friggin
I gave my palm an experimental lick and stopped half way. My tongue felt human in my mouth but on skin it felt like very high grit sand paper. “Ooh, sorry about that.” I said with an uneasy chuckle and stood. “Guess I’m not making the great at blowjobs list.” Then blinked when, despite being a bit down slope from him, I looked down on his thick hair. Granted, he wasn’t standing up straight, instead bending over to inspect his penis.
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“Uuuh, hey you can call me a dy if that makes it less confusing.” I offered, I felt more like a they/them at the moment but I wasn’t gonna be picky right now.
“You’re taller than me.” Freddy’s eyes slowly widened as he looked around the area, “And I’m shorter.” Whatever had prevented him from noticing the st time was cracking.
“Well I grew a bit too, so you only lost like… half a foot, maybe an inch or so more?” I smiled. “I think you’ve still got another two or three feet to shed. Then you’ll be an otter all the time. You can go fishing with your teeth when ever you like.”
Freddy had picked up his tail and held its tip in both hands. His jaw hung open, face making little twitches as panic slowly filled his eyeballs. I squatted down to intersect his gaze with mine and covered his furry hands with mine.
“It will be okay. I’ll take care of you. It what you want. You don’t have to be human anymore.” A ugh escaped my lips, a high crackle, it sounded mad.
“No, I can’t do that. I
“Freddy calm down.” I reached out for him but he scrabbled back, tripping over his long tail. He had wanted this. I’d seen it in his soul.
“Calm down?!
“Adorable. And you’ll be more so if you let me finish it.” A small growl of frustration slipped out as I took a step around the rock.
“Stay away!” He barked, scrambled up the river bed to the path and started a wobbling path to the cars.
“Freddy come back here!” I shouted.
His back straightened at my command and turned to gaze at me over his narrowed shoulder. Conflict shined in his watery eyes.
“I won’t push you any farther if that's what you want.” I said, grasping at straws, “I thought you wanted this, wanted to be my little otter. But… We can ask my mistress to reverse it if that's what you want.”
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I felt my ears wilt to the sides of my head as I heard his truck door sm shut and the engine start. Sighing, I gathered up our shed clothing and drove back to work.
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