- 2 -
She lived in a secluded place on the outskirts of the city, in a former shed of a large villa. When the original owner died, the town bought the land and some public authority moved into the villa. The small house had been renovated and converted into a small apartment that the caretaker was supposed to occupy, but by chance Leanna had gotten her hands into it. It was situated in a beautiful small park with a pond and several willows that belonged to the villa and offered her the peace and quietness she needed to relax, especially on weekends and evenings when the nearby authority was closed.

He stopped the car and looked at her. "All right, I'll see you then... Monday?" - "Oh, wouldn't you like to come in for a cup of coffee?" - "Of course, I'd love to!"

The apartment was small, but clean and tastefully furnished. That surprised Dan, because he had considered Leanna to be a chaotic nerd. After he sat down on the couch, she disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine and some snacks. "Interesting coffee!" he grinned when she served them two glasses of wine and sat down next to him on the couch.

"Earlier in the car, we talked about what our secret fantasies are. What we want to turn into..." she paused while he looked at her with anticipation. "Well, I've always dreamed of having a strong, strange body. Nothing too different, I don't want to end up in a Regina care-centre, but enough to distinguish myself clearly from the other ordinary people. On the other hand i don’t like the fashionable clean forms that are so common today." - “Oh yes, i know what you mean. There are many humantaurs and Satyrs around.” - “Yes exactly. The Freyan women on the other hand … i don’t know. Too weird, i guess?” She laughed.
He thought about it for a moment she clearly expected a similar revelation from him.
"I like transformations, especially in others. With me? Hmm... I've always wondered what it would be like to have an orgasm as a woman. I mean, not instead, but in addition to my cock." - " You want a pussy?" asked Leanna. "Hmm, yeah. Indeed." He grinned. "Having multiple orgasms. That would be something!"

She nodded and sipped at the glass and smiled. "So inconspicuous in everyday life, but still kinky! And what would you turn me into? Imagine that you have all the possibilities in the world?" - "Well, you were pretty fascinated by the merger... say, do you happen to have a sister?" She laughed up. "Do you think I’m not enough for you? But you're right, that would be very cool, but something impractical in everyday life, right? Besides, I don't know anyone with whom I wanted to share a body. Especially not with my sister!" she joked. She took a big sip of wine and put her head on his chest.

The moment they touched each other, they felt a change in their mood. Suddenly there was an intense erotic crackle in the air. She was shivering when he kissed her in the neck. She turned her head and returned the kiss. She could still taste the wine on his tongue. Her hand reached into his crotch and she raised her eyebrows in a playful surprise as she felt his erection.

"Somebody's in dire need of something!" she grinned. "What do you think about switch to the bedroom and make ourselves a little more comfortable?" he whispered in her ear. “With the greatest of pleasure!” she replied with a lascivious undertone in her voice.
As they ran into their bedroom, the sexual tension increased to almost unbearable levels, so that they literally tore their clothes off.

"Oh man, I want to feel you in me. Just lie down and enjoy it!" she said, looking at his large erect cock as he made himself comfortable on the bed.

She usually enjoyed a lengthy foreplay with lots of oral sex and stroking, but today she behaved as if she had been replaced with someone else. Her pussy was so wet that she nudged him, so he fell his back and immediately mounted him. Both moaned when his penis entered her. Both were so horny that the first orgasm would not be too long in coming. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and began to move her hips up and down.

"Wow!" he moaned. It was incredible how well she could ride him. It was like she was milking his cock. "Oh, damn it." She bent over him and grinned at him in lust. Her small firm breasts danced in front of his eyes. "Fuck, the little beast is... Oh shit, is she good!" he thought. He never expected such furiosity from that little nerdy girl. Dan clenched his hands to fists and tensed his muscles to hold back the orgasm for a little while, but he approached the climax inexorably. Leanna also had to be close, because she closed her eyes and increased the rhythm of her movements.

He came first. While she was still riding his cock as if in a trance, he screamed at the force of the orgasm. She still felt Dan's sperm pouring her in before her mind lost itself in ecstasy. Dan, on the other hand, was paralyzed. He was also trapped in his climax, but a part of his mind registered how he began to transform.

His limbs started shrinking, losing their muscle mass. More and more of him shot from his penis into her body, and it didn't take long until the first change in her body became visible. Her small breasts filled up slowly but steadily, and the small a-cup breasts quickly grew into a stately bosom. But other parts of her body also became increasingly curvy. Her bony hips filled out, while her legs and buttocks were growing with strong muscles and a thin but soft layer of fat.

Dan's thoughts began to work again as the intensity of the orgasm slowly decreased, but his penis did not stop pumping. As if through an open water tap, his body mass flowed into her. Meanwhile, several litres of his sperm had to be inside her. That was impossible! Leanna just kept on going, with fluttering eyes, as if the orgasm had catapulted her into other spheres. "Stop! Stop!" It took great effort to form words. He tried to push her away, but he couldn't. His limbs ignored his orders. He turned his head with a tremendous effort.

His arms were already half gone and he could not feel anything from his legs "Lea, please stop it!" he begged the woman sitting on him, who got more and more feminine curves. A second pair of breasts began to grow under her first pair, while his upper body became thinner and thinner.

“Leanna!” He wanted to say more, but his voice failed when his lungs were absorbed by her. With eyes wide open he watched their transformation. Her body soon resembled that of an exotic dancer with heavy breasts and an extremely curvy body. Thick pulsating veins stretched across her breasts and around her bellybutton. His remaining mass flowed almost exclusively into her belly, and the last thing he saw before his head was pulled into her vagina was her pregnant looking abdomen.

- 4 -
Dan felt surrounded by pleasant warmth. His surroundings were dark, but he could see a very slight reddish glow. He heard a pulsating noise that reminded him of something, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what. When he tried to move, he realized that he couldn't. It was like he didn't have any muscles to control. Nevertheless, he didn't panic, not even when he could feel a movement. His dark prison deformed, he felt the changing pressure in different parts of his body. He concentrated on the movements and tried to find out what situation he was in. Was he dreaming? Slowly he realized that he was wrong before. He still had some muscles which he could move, he just couldn't tell which parts of the body they were responsible for. The only thing he was fairly sure about was his tongue and mouth. But he also felt wrong somehow. He tried to say something, but wasn’t able to make a sound. As he licked his lips, it caused a cascade of these strange movements. But not only that, it also felt very arousing. Again he could sense movements, but then something touched his lips. It felt tremendously pleasurable and made him squirm. The sudden movement caused a faint moaning sound. But it sounded strange - like he was underwater. He didn't mind. He wanted to enjoy this wonderful state of mind for as long as possible and relaxed. Something touched his lips, which felt wonderful and felt somehow similar like someone was stimulating his cock.

Where the fuck was he? Despite the exciting touches, he forced himself to remember the last thing he knew. The evening with Leanna, then the sex and... The memory of the transformation hit him like a steam hammer. The rising panic probably gave him access to previously hidden muscles because his attempted uprising caused a kind of trembling. The pleasurable touches stopped and the movements started again, but this time much faster than before. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he heard a muffled voice. It was Leanna! He tried to make himself noticed somehow, but apart from the trembling he couldn't achieve anything. After some time he was exhausted and tried to listen if Leanna would say anything else.
Some movements followed, which he identified as steps. Then she stopped and stood still. He could sense her anxiety and something else, probably their nervous systems were connected somehow, but before he could identify the new sensations he heard Leanna’s voice again.

"Hello, this is Leanna McPherson. I'm calling because I was at the show yesterday where the attack took place. ... Yes, I've changed too..." Dan couldn't hear what the opposite side replied, but suspected that Leanna was calling a hospital. "I think there's something inside of me... I look like I'm pregnant in the ninth month and I just felt a movement in me..."
She didn't know he was absorbed by her? How could that be?
When Leanna replied her voice had an excited sound. "What do you mean? You don't want to help me because the change is not big enough? I don't care if the other cases are worse. ... Listen, something's inside of me, and you must get it out of me! ... Tomorrow? Are you nuts? Who knows what it is? What if it decides to get out? What if it will rip me apart?” Leanna’s voice sounded now really fearful. “I don’t care if this never happened before, i need help now!” Dan didn’t know what the person on the telephone said to Leanna, he could only hear very faint noises, but he could feel how Leanna relaxed. “Ok … Yes. And you are hundred percent sure? What if your analyses are wrong?” The voice on the telephone talked a long time to Leanna until she finally answered: “I don’t remember anything about the transformation. I woke up this morning, thinking my colleague had transformed me... No. Certainly not…” He could literally feel Leanna’s embarrassment. “Yes, i felt the movement while i orgasmed… OK. Good, i’ll be there tomorrow at 8 am.” 

Leanna let out a deep sigh and hung up. Then she moved a few steps, sat down and began to examine her belly with a few groping movements. Dan didn't move because he didn't want to worry her. If she went to the hospital tomorrow, he was sure they'd be able to free him.

He could hear the faint noises of the news show and almost fell asleep if the comforting touches wouldn’t suddenly start again. Then something big and round entered his mouth. He licked it off, which made Leanna moan again. He could even taste that this time it was a cucumber...

- 6 -
In contrast to Leanna, his birth was an orgasmic experience for Dan from the very beginning. Already the first contraction pushed his head out of Leanna's body and he could see again, even if the sense had changed significantly. It was only later that he realized that he could no longer perceive normal light and no longer had eyes, but that his whole head had become sensitive to heat radiation.
But he didn't care about that at the moment, just like the Leanna's cries for help, which he could hear of course. He was overwhelmed by his lust and completely unable to resist.

With each contraction he was able to move more of his body and soon he began to rub it against everything he could reach, so that he slowly approached climax. Only incidentally did he noticed that Leanna's legs changed, they became more muscular and the orientation of her joints changed. The cracking of the changing hips made him startle briefly, but the intensity of his lust was too strong to think of anything but finally reach the fucking orgasm. When he noticed that he gained control of his legs, he did not hesitate for a second to use them to stimulate his body. His feet became his new hands when the toes lengthen and became more flexible. Deep inside his consciousness, he knew what he had become: nothing more than a huge, walking dick, but he didn't care. His only goal was to maximize the pleasure. He didn’t care what happened to Leanna, neither he was aware how her screams muffled and became silent.

At last he felt like the orgasm coming. It reminded him vaguely of last night, but the intensity was much stronger that he lost all sense of time. The orgasm filled every fibre of his body. It was by far the strongest sensation he ever experienced, so strong that if his brain wouldn't have adapted to this impulses, they would drive him crazy in a second.

It felt like it had took ages until he regained his senses. Thick drops of cum were still dripping out of his ‘mouth’ and his body was still jerking from occasional post-orgasmic spasms.

Completely exhausted, he lay there motionless. His thought processes only slowly started to get going again. His lust was still there, but it had become a slight background noise that permeated all his thoughts, but it did not control them.

"What had just happened?" he thought. He lifted his "head" and tried to recognize where he was. The way his new facial sense worked confused him, but he realized that he had to be in Janna's bedroom. He remembered that he had stimulated himself with his limbs earlier and tried to use them to get up. To his surprise, he managed to do it the first time. He stood on a slimy bed and examined his new body. "Where was Leanna?" He could only vaguely remember the birth process. Everything had been superimposed by this super-orgasm. Probably he had been away for a long time and Leanna must have escaped from what she had just given birth.
His "legs" were muscular and ended up in a kind of mixture of hands and feet, with a sole, but 5 flexible fingers that he now carefully moved. He was able to move his long neck freely, which was nothing more than the movable shaft of a penis, which was long enough to give him an overview over his entire body.

Apart from the two "larms" (as he called his mixture of legs and arms), he had no other limbs. The main part of his body had the shape of an oval one metre in size, like an egg lying on its side. His two limbs grew left and right from the sides of the oval and the two huge gluteal muscles, which were slightly offset to the front, bulged on the upper backside. On the front side between his legs was a sheath-like organ from which his long neck grew.
At the lower front side of the egg-shaped torso, directly below the sheath, a huge scrotum hung in front of the legs. It didn't seem to contain any testicles and looked like a huge empty, wrinkled, beachball-sized bag. Behind it was another, much smaller, but still very large ballsack.
But the backside was the strangest part of his body. A huger vagina dominated the space between his gluteal muscles. It looked like he had a huge muscular ass, in which asscrack was resting a one meter long pussy. Four long tentacles, each sprouting directly from the to the taut labia, made their way down to his knee-level, each divided into three small laces at the top. Right underneath was a couple of basketball big breasts with three long teat-like nipples. Her weight pulled at the labia minora and pulled her apart slightly at the bottom and reminded him of a pair of udders. Together with the frontal scrotum they slightly impaired him with every movement of his "larms", which did not disturb him but on the contrary excited him so much that he had to concentrate not become horny again.
On the upper side of his posterior vagina, a huge clitoris peeped out between the labia. The vagina alone was huge. The gap between the labia had to be about one metre long, maybe even a little larger, but even for these dimensions the clitoris was disproportionately large. It had to be nearly the size of a honeydew melon.

He also wondered what the four tentacles were for. When he touched it with his head he could feel it, but it seemed to contain no muscles and was a pure excess of skin. The grotesque appearance of his body excited him again, but he forced himself to calm down. He was worried about Leanna, since there was no trace of her in the bedroom. On top of that, the dampness on the bed could be cum, vaginal fluids or maybe even blood from the birth. His new sense of sight wasn’t able to distinguish these three. The dimensions of his body alone must have torn Leanna apart, he thought. But then he remembered that her body had already been transformed when she gave birth to him. He tried to call her, but as he had already anticipated, he was mute. However, the mere attempt to form words with his mouth sent a cascade of arousal into his body.

The latent lust made it difficult to think calmly. His entire front body was a single erogenous zone and his rear end was hardly less sensitive. “I gotta get out of here, Leanna is probably somewhere else in the house.” he thought. With great ease he raised and jumped out of the bed. It was easier than he anticipated to move around. The legs were strong and dexterous “Ideal for … chasing!” he realized.

Instinctively, he pulled back his penis neck while jumping and discovered that he could retract it. Immediately he began to experiment with his newly discovered muscles. Further and further he pulled himself back into the sheath, until only the glans looked out of it. His penile part was now almost completely contained in the bag, which he confused with a scrotum at first. Now it was only possible to run with a lot of effort, because the bag pressed against the sides of his legs and the weight distribution was very unbalanced. With a slurping sound he pushed his ‘head’ inside himself. He now heard the rhythmic beating of his heart. It felt almost the same as it did before his "birth". The feelings from outside were subdued. He forced himself to remember how exactly his birth process had proceeded and a dark apprehension crept over him.

- 8 -
The next hour was a challenge. Every movement was exciting, but neither of them wanted to be the first to give in to his lust. Unlike yesterday, they wanted to make sure that their transformation was over and stable.

Moreover, Leanna always expected Clarice to knock on her door, so they took care of the non-sexual parts of their common body, although they had to admit that there was hardly anything she could do, which did not arouse any erotic feelings in them.

At least she soon had the lisp under control. "Strange. She should have been here a long time ago," she said. Unfortunately, the phone was completely soaked with sticky juices and didn't work anymore, just like Dan's phone.

Finally Dan went back into the living room to turn on the TV. It was still a strange sensation to feel her own body controlled by another will, especially when she were walking backwards all the time and not seeing where you were being moved.

"Be careful!” Dan couldn't answer because he had left the computer in the study, but now he tried to walk more slowly. He sat down on the couch, which squeezed Leanna into the backrest. She immediately acknowledged this with loud protest. "Hey! Watch it! In case you forgot, I'm back here and you're sitting on my face!"

Dan rose up again and seemed to think for a while about how best to sit, so that both had a clear view of the TV.

Meanwhile, the excited sound of a reporter's voice penetrated her ears. Obviously something terrible had happened, because the voice was fluttering with excitement.

Dan had put himself across the couch and turned his back towards the TV. He bent his neck back to see something.

"... summarize the events of the night once again. The city is in a state of emergency. It is obvious that yesterday's action was only a preparation for the real attack. Yesterday's victims have transformed again this night. They changed into extremely dangerous, fast and powerful creatures that attack every untransformed human as soon as they spot one. The beasts spray a transformative liquid, which leads to an immediate ..." The reporter swallowed… "transformation into further monsters. The authorities are completely overwhelmed and since the outbreak occurred in all D-Cum emergency stations in the city at the same time, there is no way to counter all the transformations at the moment. Stay at home and barricade yourself. I repeat, the victims have nothing human about them and will attack as soon ..."

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Leanna. "But you're in control, aren't you? You don’t wanna attack anybody?" Dan made a nodding move with his glans.

"We should barricade ourselves too. Who knows if they're going to attack us. Dan jumped up and ran to the door to see the situation outside. They couldn't see anything, but after they opened the door, faint police sirens and occasional bangs, like shots could be heard from downtown. A slight smell of burning was in the air. The neighborhood was dead quiet. Dan pulled his head back into the apartment and locked the door.
He was quite dexterous with his limbs, doing so. He balanced on one leg while picking the key up with the other one.

Leanna, on the other hand, was frustrated not being able to see anything what happened in front of them. At least he could get an occasional glance on the television, where the newsreader in the studio had replaced the reporter on the street.

“... As we have just learned, the Minister of the Interior ordered the Imperial National Guard to close off the city on a large scale a few minutes ago. The entire district is quarantined until the outbreak is under control. From 12 o'clock today, there will also be a strict curfew. All people who are still on the streets after that are considered infected..."

Then Dan moved back to the study and got the computer. "I guess we'd better stay in here and wait until things calm down." said the computer voice.

"Like there was any other possibility," she thought sarcastically. "Good. The best thing to do is to get some pillows out of the bedroom and we'll make ourselves comfortable in front of the TV.”

- 10 -
8 years later...
Dan and Leanna got quickly used to their new body after the first shock. They both had to admit that they were really into very extreme transformations for a long time and although they both preferred to have their own bodies and Dan especially missed the opportunity to communicate without tools, they quickly learned to appreciate the advantages of common orgasms. Because of the complicated and chaotic proportions of the D-cum mixture of terrorists, it was also highly complex and risky to somehow alter the transformation, let alone separate them from each other.

The first and a half yea they actually lived in a Regina-Care-Centre and spent most of their time fucking themselves and other inmates. During this time, they got to know even more special features of their new body. Her torso and especially Leanna's mouth was extremely flexible and could even take the shaft of a penis woman. Leanna was also responsible for food intake. They learned that their main food source was now male sperm, although Leanna was able to use other fluids as well. Subsequent detailed investigations showed that Mana also covered part of her energy by mana, which also had an influence on the digestion, because otherwise it could not be explained that instead of faeces she only produced a tasty but sticky and viscous juice, which was excreted mainly by orgasms. In fact, they had to come at least once a day, otherwise their breasts and scrotum would swell so much that Dan's juice would constantly run out of his mouth and start to drip out of her teats.
Another disadvantage was that the juice was highly transformative. Even small quantities were enough to transform a huma, as a nurse had to realize about one year after the attack. In the public Dan therefore had to permanently wear a condom, which he didn't like at all. Within the Regena-Care-Centre, most of the people were immune to change, but as soon as old friends came to visit (which were almost exclusively Leanna's friends) special precautions had to be taken.

Later they moved into a kind of assisted living appartment. They lived there with the other two psychologically ‘normal' victims of the attack and sex determined a large part of their everyday life.

Steph-Linda was looking very similar to Leanna and Dan, as were many of the other victims of the attack. The body plan was the same, they were bipedal with an approximately egg-shaped torso, where Linda consisted of the buttocks and Steph had control over the legs and hand feet and had a penis at the front of the body. The two were much less muscular than Leanna and Dan, though. The main mass was their huge thick butt, whose fat masses were shaking at every step.

But there were other differences as well. The penis was rigid, permanently erect and much thicker, and Steph had a human and amazingly pretty feminine face where Dan's bag organ was. Spiritually, their fusion was so pronounced that they were almost one person. They shared their memories and preferences and could feel the emotions of their body partner as if they were their own. As time went on, it became more and more common for the two of them to say the same thing at the same time and they were very seldom divided over something.

Linda had been hit worse than Leanna, but she didn't seem to have a problem with it. She only had a single eye on her coccyx and her mouth had been transformed into a huge anus, through which she could speak without any problems. Unfortunately for her, Steph-Linda had to eat normal food, which had to be digested and excreted normally. But Linda didn't mind. However, she always paid close attention to the fact that both her oral interior and the exterior were always clean in the presence of others, and that potential visitors or sex partners were not confronted with bad smells. Apparently Steph had quite a lot of control over his digestive tract, because the other roommates never noticed anything unpleasant. Circularly around the anus, grew six slender and long tentacles, replacing Linda's arms.
Steph-Linda were Dan's favorite sex partner. He could pamper her butthole for hours and always stay close to the climax without crossing the threshold. Leanna liked to be piled and fed by Steph's big cock, but preferred Melissa's softer methods.

She was the other roommate and the same Melissa that Leanna had seen on television eight years ago. The second wave of transformation had hit her comparatively hard. Her body was very symmetrical and simple. Her legs shared the fate of her arms in the second wave and became a bunch of equally sized, two meter long penis-tentacles, so that her almost square torso had five penis-tentacles at each corner, which were just strong enough to move around. She was unable to stand up without help and was therefore in a horizontal position most of the time. On the underside there was a kind of cloaka for her excretions and on the upper side her unaltered face that was wedged between four enormous breasts.

On the long sides, one could see that their transformation failed from the terrorists' point of view. Four rudimentary glandes, without any openings dominated the sides, but the shafts were missing. Basically, Melissa was sexless despite the many male gender traits, as she did not produce any cum and had no urethras. This made her the only person who were transformed during the attack, who wasn’t dangerous to untransformed people. It could be never fully clarified, why  her transformation was so different from the rest, but it was thought to be probably related to the fact that, unlike many others, she was transformed alone without a body partner, and that she also came from near Grave-Town, where many people had a natural resistance to some mutagens.

The fact that she could only look upwards was her biggest nuisance and most of the time she wore a kind of pair of glasses (rather a double periscope) which gave her a good panoramic view. A further disadvantage was that she hadn’t any bones anymore and her body was very pliable. Her tentacle tips were the most sensitive parts of her body and she had to wear a kind of glans protector when she moved around or used her tentacles for something other than sex.

While Leanna and Melissa were anxious to keep a certain amount of contact with 'normal' people and were often visited (Leanna even received some kind of VR-equipment, with which she could meet virtually with her family and friends, and which she could use with her labial limbs). Dan on the other hand got more and more absorbed in his existence as a moving prehensile dick.

Gradually he lost interest in any other activity than sex and sleep.
Recently, he even stopped using the voice computer and a week ago, he tried to transform one of Leanna’s friends on purpose and only narrowly missed her with a splash of his 'seed'. She could only play this down with great difficulty. After this incident she decided to draw the consequences.

Several days later she waited until they were alone in the house before she spoke to him. "Dan, it  can't go on like this. We need to talk." Instead of replying, he immediately tried to stimulate them both. The penis head bent back and tried to bend its way into her mouth.
"DAN!" she fought him off, which caused her to feel more lust than she liked at the moment. "Don't do that!" she hissed.

He finally gave in and listened. "I know what you tried with Sandra. She almost got hit and would have been transformed into Karma knows what.Not to speak about the fact that we would have to move back to the Care Centre for the rest of our lives. You want that?" Dan weighed his neck back and forth like he was gonna say "so what?"

"It would really be easier if you were using your computer, you know?" he shook the penis head, which she sighed at. She knew that he had been fighting something for about a year, that his personality was slowly but surely changing. He was increasingly influenced by a kind of hunting instinct - like most other victims of the attack. She only wondered why it happened now, after all, eight years had passed since her transformation.

"We have to make a decision. I know what you want, but I can't accept that. We can't hunt people to transform them. We have to find another solution." Dan seemed resignedly staring at her. She could feel his feelings weakly since they were transformed, which mostly manifested itself in the fact that she thought she could read in his penis' face' - which was, of course, objectively completely impossible. She could read simple answers from these emotional impulses and she didn't have any longer conversations with him anyway.

“I have talked to an alchemist on the net who might be able to help us. We basically have two options. However, both have serious disadvantages."

Dan looked at her curiously. *And you would take that chance?*

"If I don't, you're going to lose control and slowly turn feral. There's nothing I can do to stop this. Afterwards we'll be moved to the Care Centre and stay locked up there, where I'll probably be bored to death. And so would you, we'll be able to have sex as much as we want, but you won't really be able to live out your hunting instinct there either."

*What options?* he seemed to ask.

"The first one is easier and safer. We complete our transformation as they had planned it for the terrorists. We're going to be one of the monsters. The Care-Centre will take us somewhere in the wilderness, to Karma's Realm or maybe to the National Park, and release us there.
There we will live a carefree life and we will be able to live out our instincts."
… ‘from time to time, a crazy adventurer.’ she silently added.
She smiled at the thought. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be aware of this any more, because most likely she would be transformed into a pussy like the other transformed victims, who were conjoined.

*And what about you?* He seemed to read her thoughts.

"We would both be nothing more than animals. But carefree and happy. I wouldn't miss anything."

*You're afraid of it!*

"Yes, i am. But I would do it if it made you happy. And after the transformation it wouldn’t matter anyway. It's still better than being trapped in a body controlled by a predator. And you know that's gonna happen sooner or later."

Dan’s tube indecisively back and forth.

"But there's another possibility. The alchemist has found a way to remove the hunting instinct without risking major transformations. But it would also remove the vast majority of your personality. You'd lose control of the legs and you wouldn't be much more than a penis after that. You wouldn't feel anything except orgasms. Maybe you would even loose your completee consciousness. Besides, a lot of things can go wrong. But if everything works out, I'd be free to go back to live a “normal” life."

He stared at her thoughtfully. He would prefer the first option, but basically he could also live with the second one. He'd have to think about it carefully.

- Epilogue -

The letter explained everything. Dan was indeed gone, but a small rest of his presence remained in her body, which showed up every time when she was aroused, Then the backside cock extended from its sheath and moved on it’s own. It was a big source of pleasure for Leanna and the others. She learned to accept Dan’s choice and didn’t bear him a grudge, although she missed him sometimes.

She needed some time and much practice, but after a while she learned how to walk again, although her bigger body disallowed her to become as dexterous as Dan was. The growth on her upside turned out to be a fat nipple with an areola, which periodically was leaking a sweet honeylike substance, which unfortunately had the same transformative properties as her cum. All in all the final transformation was a mild one and she was thankful about it.

For the next years she stayed together with Melissa and Steph-Linda and they became a formal couple. Without being dependent on Dan, Leanna finally continued her former job as a programmer, while Melissa and Steph-Linda became activists for Transformee-Rights.

15 Years after the attack onto the Transformation-TV-Show they finally left the city and moved to Melissa’s hometown, but that’s a different story, which won’t be told here.