Keywords: Transformation, Latex, Adult
Species: Wolf, Gazelle, Horse 

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Something clicked and the story just happened. ------------------------------------------- Devilsuits By Wolphin "Dude," called Tony across the room. "You going to be in tonight?" Brian looked up from his book and thought for a moment before answering, "Yeah, probably. Why, you and Fiona planning a quiet night in?" Tony shook his head with a grin, "Nah, just got something planned and may need a third person." "Huh?" called back Brian, putting it book down. "I know you're into weird stuff man, but that could be seriously weird. What exactly?" Tony just grinned, "You'll find out tonight. Got to go and pick some stuff up. Back in thirty." With that he grabbed his keys and disappeared out the door, slamming it behind him. Brian pondered for a while longer. He knew Tony was a little strange and his girlfriend Fiona was downright weird, but he could think of anything that would involve the three of them other than perhaps a quiet game of Scrabble. He sighed and went back to his book knowing he would find out shortly. Sometime later the doorbell rang. Climbing from his chair he managed to make it to the front door to open it. "Oh, hi Fiona," he said as the door swung open. "Hi Brian," she said with a smile, "Tony around?" "He's still out," Brian replied. "Said he had to get something, but come on it, make yourself comfortable." Fiona nodded and walked over to the couch, settling herself down. "Have any idea what he's up to?" asked Brian, unable to restrain himself any longer. "I was hoping you did," she replied. "He gave me a mysterious call earlier saying he had something he wanted to try out tonight, but wouldn't tell me what." "Sounds like me," said Brian with a sigh. "He said he wanted me here as well for something, but refused to tell me more." Both of them were silent as they tried to figure out what Tony had planned. Just then the door was thrust open and Tony emerged into the room carrying a large box. The other two were silent as he dropped it on the carpet with a soft thud. Other than a "This way up" label the box was clean, offering no hint of what may lay inside. "What's in the box?" asked Fiona first in her most seductive voice. "Sorry," said Tony. "Can't say, not yet anyway. Firstly, I need to know if you're both in or not." Brian had taken the more direct route and was starting to pull at the tape. Tony slapped his hand. "I'm being serious," he said. "The guy in the shop was instistant on having three people. No more, no less and since I want it to be a surprise, I need to know now." Fiona pouted for a few moments, then gave in to Tony. "I'm in," she said, brightening up. That left two pairs of eyes staring at Brian. "Wha...?" he said, doing his best to look away, but he knew the curiosity would kill him. "Oh, ok... but as long as its not drugs and isn't dangerous." "Well, its not drugs," said Tony beginning to open the top of the box. "And well, its not suppose to be dangerous." Brian raised a single eyebrow curiously and both him and Fiona moved in closer as the box was opened. Tony reached inside and pulled out first a brown package, then a grey one and finally a tan coloured one. "What are they?" Brian asked, trying to figure out what lay behind the shrink wrap. Tony ignored him and seemed to be remembering something. He thought for a second, then tossed the brown package to Brian and the tan coloured one to Fiona. The other two looked at their packs with curiosity. "One for you, you and one for me," grinned Tony, ripping his shrink- wrap open and pulling out the contents. Fiona and Brian followed suit, both giving a little squeal of surprise as the packages were opened. "Devil suits," explained Tony, shaking his out. The others looked across at him as he worked the creases out of the material. It appeared to be some sort of latex, mainly silvery grey in colour, but a darker shade on what had to be the back. He turned it over and a very realistic, although flat, wolf head looked back, its mouth filled with large synthetic teeth, its lips stuck in a permanent snarl. Once he had it straightened out, that seemed to be the sign for Fiona to start on hers. Her suit was mainly two tones, a light sandy yellow on the front and a darker tan across the legs and back. Between the two were lines of a darker brown. Everyone seemed a little confused until she found the head, two rubberised ridged horns curving above it. "It's an antelope," said Brian, cocking his head to look at it. "A gazelle," corrected Fiona, pressing its muzzle into shape and straightening out the ears. "You can tell from the horns." That was Brian's sign to begin and he started unfolding his. His was a dark chestnut brown all over and he knew what it was before he had even reached the head. Instead of gloves, each hand was tipped with a hoof, so it was no surprise to find the horse's head tucked away under it all. "A horse," he said, looking up a Tony. "Mind telling us what these are all about?" Tony grinned. "They're called Devil suits," he said, turning his in his hands. "The legend says that some cult use to use them to bring out their hidden side and hence exorcise the devil from themselves, but I now people use them for dressing up. They're a lot better than modern suits, they give you a full range of movement, are comfortable and a lot better made." "Modern suits?" queried Brian. "They look like latex to me. That's pretty modern in my book. Some sort of weird fetish thing I'm sure." "Nah man," protested Tony. "The guy at the store said they were ancient, the real thing and that they had to be kept together." "That wouldn't be because he wanted a sale, would it?" asked Fiona, giving Tony one of her looks. "Him? No, never..." said Tony, but they could both hear a twinge of doubt in his voice. "How much?" asked Brian. "Ummm... you don't want to know," replied Tony looking a little nervous inducting that they would probably wince if they did. "Well," said Fiona. "I'm going to try mine on." She kicked off a shoe and started to slip it into the opening at the back. "Ummm, Fi... dear," said Tony, looking hesitant again. "The guy said for best results you should be naked when you put it on... it doesn't slide well over skin and all that." "Oh man..." growled Fiona. "Typical male thing..." However she did pick up her outfit and stormed into one of the bedrooms. "So, you up for it?" Tony asked Brian. "Not sure," he responded. "Perhaps. Its pretty weird though." "Yeah," grinned Tony. "I know." A few minutes later Fiona reappeared. "Woah," muttered both of the guys, watching her saunter into the room. She was somehow standing on two cloven hooves, walking quite deliberately, but also looking quite delicate in the process. She reached the middle of the room and gave a little pirouette, showing off the form fitting outfit which clung to her and left very little to the imagination. Behind her a small brown tail drooped over the pale tan of her backside and inner thighs. Her chest was dominated by her ample breasts and she had managed to get the suit up to her neck, but the gazelle's head lolled behind her. "Someone want to help me?" she asked, holding up her arms and showing off the cloven hooves that covered her hands. "I will," said Tony and stepped forward, pulling the head up over hers. It stretched and slid over easily, pulling down under her chin to tuck back into the suit at the base of her neck. The seam was almost completely invisiable. Inside the suit, Fiona moved her face about, feeling the mask adjust itself to her until holes seemed to line up and she was breathing and seeing normally. Atop her head two large ears poked to either side and the long ridged horns curved up almost a foot above her. "Next?" questioned Tony. "Better be me," said Brian, holding up one of the hooves. "I guess I'm in after all." With that, Brian left for the bedroom, tossing off his shoes in the process. When he emerged sometime later, he was covered in a glistening chestnut brown horse costume, each hand covered by a single hoof and he was even walking on them without too much difficulty. "Do you mind?" he said walking up to Tony and lowering his head. The horse's head was scrunched up behind him, but as with Fiona, Tony was able to lift it over his and lower it into position. Brian pressed at it with his hooves as best he could, then began smoothing out the creases as Tony entered the bedroom. He was probably the quickest of the lot. A short time later returning dressed as a grey wolf. His head already in place and although his suit was smooth and slick like the others, the way the light glistened off it, it made it look as if it was covered by a pelt of fur. He was still adjusting his ears with his claws as he walked back in, standing easily on digigrade feet. "Well, what happens now?" asked Fiona, looking at the other two. "I'm not sure," said Brian, his voice a little muffled. "I feel as if we should do something." "Grrrr?" ventured Tony, his muzzle causing his growl to echo, making the other two jump. At that instant, something happened. When asked later, none of them was able to describe it actuately. The best description was given by Fiona who said "Her skin melted." "Woah," said Brian, shaking his head as if to clear it, the strange tingling sensation lingering across his body before it faded slowly. "What was that?" said Tony, then was instantly silent as his voice sounded much deeper, gravellier and seemed to echo somehow. Fiona turned around and gave a little gasp, pointing first at Tony, then at Brian, then looking at herself and giving a little yelp. The two men both turned to look in the mirror and gave each gave a grunt of surprise themselves. Something had changed. Where before the suits had been tight fitting, now the contoured the skin exactly. Even as they watched, the suits continued to shift, the nipples becoming apparent on the men as Fiona's breasts were traced out as if the suit was not there at all. Each of them started to squirm as they felt muscles being shifted, Fiona becoming more lithe and feminine, Tony's body filling out as his muscles grew, developing into the size you would expect of a hunter. Brian's changed the most, filling out until he resembled a very well developed worker. The next thing they noticed was the changes taking place around their heads. Their ears no longer were covered, instead, they discovered they were able to hear from the ears in the suit, each of them growing more sensitive as they twitched above their heads. Next their mouths and nose seemed to extend, moulding themselves to their muzzles, until each of them could lick their smooth coverings with elongated tongues. Finally their eyes melded to the ones in the suit. Brian's and Fiona's turning a deep blue, almost black while Tony's changed to a deep yellow, none of them with visible pupils. "What is happening...?" said Brian slowly, his voice deep and rumbling as the changes progressed. "I don't know..." managed Tony in reply. "I think it's the devil suits..." He sounded as if he was going to continue, but his voice was cut off as all three of them gave a moan. Previously the suits were all sexless, the crotch smoothing over the human attributes, but that began to change. Each person feeling a tingling which grew in pleasure as the suit started to tighten over the area. Fiona gave a gasp as she felt her outfit form around her virginal lips, pressing inside her, making her groan with pleasure. Brian and Tony both gave their own moan as their suits tightened around their shaft and balls, drawing them up until both men were equipped with sheaths and large balls. One definitely equine in appearance, the other canine. All three shivered as something began to push into their minds, rational human thought being replaced by something on a more primitive level. Tony felt his claws extend from his fingertips, matching the sharp teeth that were slipping from his gums. Fiona felt her horns grafting to her head and licked her lips in anticipation, however it was Brian who changed the most. Long sharp talons began to extend from each of his hooves as a single horn emerged from his forehead, reaching proudly into the sky like an evil unicorn. This was matched with his own fangs that slipped into his maw, a little drool escaping his lips as he spied the gazelle before him. The wolf had stepped towards the gazelle, reaching his large hands around her waist as he began nuzzling along her neck. In turn, she stepped towards the stallion, bringing one hoof up to caress his chest, the other reaching down to rub over his sheath provocatively. The stallion responded by stepping closer, drooling a little as he licked over her cheek, his long tongue playing with hers as he kissed her, his taloned hooves stroking up her thigh and over her sex. She gave a moan, pushing him back against the wall as the wolf pusher her closer, his shaft already slipping from his sheath to probe under her tail. She felt the stallion's sheath thicken, then his length begin to emerge. Excited, she ground against him while trying to push back against the wolf. The wolf nipped at her neck, gently at first, but then with increasing fervour, his hands running around her chest to massage at her breasts. The stallion, slid his hooves down her sides and grasped her firmly, hefting her up, then lowering her down against him, feeling the wolf stepping closer. The gazelle gave a whimper as she felt the two shafts begin to push against her, her sex was already moist, a stream of liquid oozing down her thigh. She felt the blunt tip of the stallion's shaft start to spread her and she moaned, wriggling her hips. A second later, the wolf's stiff length began to probe under her tail, striking her opening there. The stallion let his grip relaxed and all three of them groaned as the gazelle slipped lower, sliding over the two shafts as the males pushed themselves upwards. As the gazelle was impaled, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around the horse's waist, pulling her closer as she tried to push back against the wolf. The two males began moving slowly, feeling each other slip within her as they began to develop a rhythm. The stallion's arms reaching around the wolf to pull all three of them together, the wolf's nuzzling of her neck spreading down over her shoulder. The stallion continued to lick and kiss her other side, occasionally nipping with his large fangs. The wolf gave a whimper as he felt his knot begin to form and then start to slip under the gazelle's tail. This made her spasm, her eyes opening wide as she was spread from behind. The stallion, felt his own shaft start to harden and pushed in as deep as he could, his sac clenching as he came, thick waves of seed flooding into the gazelle's spasming walls. Behind her, the wolf howled as he felt his own balls empty, the female shaking with her own orgasm. For an indeterminable length of time, the trio was still. Each basking in their own silent bliss, then whimpering as one of the other moves, sending waves of pleasure over each of them. Eventually the stallion moved first, lowering the gazelle to the ground as he slightly softened length slid free. The wolf, still trapped by his knot howled slowly and bit at her neck, causing her to meep and half close her eyes from the sensations. The stallion looked at the pair, running his hoof gently over his own shaft, watching it begin to grow again before moving around behind the wolf, this time tracing down the wolf's back with one of his talons. The wolf gave a yelp and turned, trying to nip the stallion as his hoof probed under his tail. This made the stallion snicker and bite the wolf on the back of his neck before he moved in closer... Sometime late the following morning, Fiona woke. Blinking her eyes as she looked around at the mess that had been the living room. She cracked her neck and looked down, a little startled to find herself naked on the couch. At the other end of the couch, Tony was snoring, also naked and draped over the coffee table, Brian looked as if he was just beginning to stir. She looked over her body, noticing what appeared to be faint scars across her shoulders and some on her sides, almost as if she had be scratched or bitten. Her nipples were swollen and almost painful to the touch, but caressing them made a wave a pleasure wash over her. From the feeling, she thought she may had had sex, but could find no outward signs, but enjoyed the inspection very much. By now, Brian was blinking and looking around curiously. He kicked Tony, causing him to stir. He too could feel the after effects of sex, but was also aware of a strange almost empty feeling in his rear. Tony woke faster, looking around at the mess of the lounge and giving a yelp as he stood up, his body aching and protesting at his actions. "Umm... what happened?" asked Fiona, stretching. "I'm not sure," replied Brian. "What happened to your face?" "My face?" said Fiona, looking towards the mirror on the wall before giving a gasp. Below each eye, almost like a tear, was a small brown patch of skin. She poked at it, it was strangely smooth to the touch and made her tremble with what seemed to be instinctive memories. "What about you two?" she then said, pointing. Both men looked down at themselves and gave a grunt of surprise. Both their penises had changed, half slipped into what appeared to be sheaths. Brian's a dark brown, Tony's a silvery grey in colour. "Weird," they all said in unison. Strangely none of them too disturbed by the changes. "Maybe we could meet later to discuss it?" offered Fiona hopefully. "Tonight?" "Tonight," repeated Brian and Tony. A small smile creeping into their faces as Tony's eyes appeared to flash amber for a second, the remains of the cardboard box apparently forgotten in the corner... -------------------------------------- Visit Kemono Inukai's page. You know you want to...

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