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Topic: Miscalculations - by toystoat (Furry)

Source: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/30777066/

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Miscalculations
by toystoat

Rash couldn’t help but hold the potion up in both hands above his head. The translucent blue liquid swirled around the conical flask, though the snow leopard was careful to ensure that not a single drop spilled. He knew he probably looked more like a mad scientist than he usually did, but as he looked up to the glass beaker in his hands he couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of elation.

Finally, he was sure that this was going to work. He had checked everything several times, and everything was going to be perfect.

No one was with Rash in his small lab. His few assistants had already gone home for the

weekend. This was one experiment he hadn’t shared with anyone else. He wanted to know it worked perfectly before allowing any of them in on the devious nature of his new potion. He would have the lab to himself for the full weekend, before his fox assistant arrived early on the Monday morning.

There wasn’t any reason to delay, so the snow leopard stood in the middle of his lab and held the beaker to his lips. The potion within smelt vaguely like blueberries, but he wasn’t convinced it would taste as sweet as that. Potions always tasted bad. That was just how they seemed to work.

“Well let’s get the bad part over with,” Rash said to himself. He then threw his head back and tried to swallow as much of the potion without it hitting his tongue. He almost gagged and coughed up some of the liquid, but he was just about able to keep it all in his mouth. He swallowed and grimaced, wiping his mouth dry with the back of his hand. For a few moments the snow leopard spun the empty beaker in his hands, waiting to feel the first effects of the potion. All he felt was the gurgling of his unsettled stomach.

“Did it not work?” Rash asked himself in dismay. He took a couple of steps towards his main desk, where he kept most of his notes. Before he could make it that far, he doubled over as an intense wave of nausea passed through him. He staggered forward and leaned against one of the counters, breathing heavily as he squeezed his eyes closed.

“That’s unpleasant,” he groaned. He rubbed his hands over his chest as he slowly straightened up again. With a grimace, he took another couple of steps, ready to declare his experiment a disappointing failure, before another sensation ripped through him. This one wasn’t nausea. It was almost the complete opposite. Pleasure tore through him, forcing him down to his knees as his legs gave way.

Pleasure was centred around two places. His crotch was fairly normal, but the other was at the back of his head. One hand dipped to his crotch, wiggling inside the waistband of his trousers to grasp at his cock, while the other clamped down over the back of his head, feeling the warmth emanating out through his fur. A small slit was beginning to form there.

Rash shivered in delight as he rested his forearms on the closest countertop and dragged himself up to his unsteady feet. It seemed like everything was working after all. He closed his eyes as he started to gently rub the forming slit. His fingers already felt wet from the arousal that was budding from his new vagina.

The snow leopard wriggled out of his trousers. His cock felt bigger in his hand, but it wasn’t stiffening at all. It was merely getting longer and thicker, but remaining relatively flaccid despite the pleasurable feelings that rippled through his body.

A strange sensation of stretching began to pulse through his cock. It began to slowly grow, snaking outwards and curling up at the tip. Both hands came down to rub over the growing shaft, making the snow leopard tremble and lean back against the closest counter. Everything felt so good, and it was all going exactly as he expected.

The thick cock was starting to become prehensile as it grew. It was no longer getting thicker, but it continued to grow longer, stretching out ever more until it was long enough for Rash to kiss the tip without having to move his head at all. He revelled in the ability to tease his tongue around the thick head of his cock for a few moments. But that wasn’t what he wanted to use it for.

With fingers clumsy from his arousal, Rash slowly guided his prehensile cock towards the back of his head. He couldn’t help but give it a few gentle strokes as he did so. His eyes closed in pleasure as the tip of his extended cock brushed against the feminine lips he’d planted onto the back of his head.

His hands in general felt so stiff and awkward as they stroked over the tip of his cock, but all concerns about his hands faded as his shaft slipped into his vagina. He almost fell to his knees again, only just able to remain upright. His back arched and his eyes were squeezed closed as his shaft pulsed a few times before delving in a couple of inches deeper.

After a few seconds, he couldn’t slide the cock in any deeper as it felt like his flesh was gluing together. He tried to tug it back out again, but his flesh resisted. It sent a blissful ripple of pleasure through the snow leopard’s body as his cock and vagina fully fused together, exactly how Rash had intended. It was almost a shame that he didn’t get to properly explore the vagina, but he had plenty of other potions that would allow that.

He went to rub his cock. Though the massive shaft was right in front of him, somehow he missed. A flicker of worry bobbed to the surface of his erotic pleasure.

The snow leopard opened his eyes. The thick spire of his cock was visible just beneath his eyes, twisting around his neck to slot into the vagina at the back of his head. He could still feel it throbbing and sealing up with that feminine slit, preparing his body for the next set of changes. But where his hands should have been visible against the thick shaft, there was nothing. His eyes tracked downwards, and he squawked in shock at the sight of bare elbows with nothing beneath them. There was nothing left of his hands or forearms.

“Oh, that’s not meant to happen,” Rash said, a moment of clarity cooling his thoughts before another wave of pleasure rippled out from the back of his head. His shrinking arm stumps twitched as he stumbled forward. The next stage of the change was starting, but the snow leopard wasn’t ready for it anymore. The loss of his hands threatened to change everything.

He stumbled forwards as the tip of his cock started to expand within his vagina, stretching it out as they fully and completely merged together, sealing his cock to the back of his head.

For a brief moment, Rash found his ability to breath blocked. Immediately he tried to hold his hands to his throat, but all he could do was uselessly twitch his arms as they continued to melt away. Then he was able to gasp in another breath again, but it felt different this time. More erotic. Tingles ran down the length of his cock with each breath, and it was then Rash realised his head had become disconnected from his neck.

It happened slowly at first, but the snow leopard could feel his head rocking back and forth in time with the gentle movements of his prehensile cock. It then slowly peeled away from his neck, leaving smooth patches of fur on the bottom of his head and between his shoulders. He wanted to feel it, but his arms had shrunk well beyond his elbows, leaving little more than stubs remaining. And they were still getting smaller. Soon he would be left with nothing at all.

A wave of dizziness threatened to overwhelm the snow leopard as his head suddenly moved in a way he was not used to. His vision shifted to look up towards the ceiling as his head fell away from between his shoulders, pulled back by the shifting movement of his prehensile cock.

It took Rash a few attempts to try to control the movement of his cock. At first it just thrashed back and forth almost without control, and he was forced to squeeze his eyes shut lest he make himself nauseous. The snow leopard was slowly able to wrest control of himself again, and he took a few deep breaths. This had been everything he had been wanting, but for one important thing. His arms were completely gone, leaving nothing left at his shoulders to even indicate he had possessed any limbs there. That had not been intended. Something had gone wrong.

Slowly, Rash opened his eyes again. He found himself staring right at the floor. He twitched his cock, flexing it in ways he was not yet used to. The weight of his head at the end felt a little strange, but slowly he was able to twist his cock around so he could look over his body. It looked as he had expected. Most of his body was unchanged; the same blue and black patterned fur. Where he had changed was at his crotch and shoulders. Instead of his usual cock, a massive thick spire rose from his crotch. His balls had grown a little, but were still massively out of proportion to his shaft. That spire of flesh now connected to the base of his head. His head, his mind, was now a part of his cock. That thought sent a tingle of pleasure through his body, and the inside of his mouth got a little wet.

Flicking his tail, Rash forced himself to focus again. His eyes slowly looked up towards his shoulders. They were completely bare, creating an almost completely smooth arc from one side to the other. It looked like there had never been any arms or neck there to begin with. He tried to flex his arms to see if anything remained of them. Nothing twitched at all.

“Well that’s interesting,” Rash muttered to himself. He gently leaned his head closer, using his muzzle to tease along the smooth ridge that had once held his head. The spot where his neck had been felt particularly sensitive, and kissing right in the middle of his shoulders sent another shiver all the way down his spine, and then through his flexible cock.

“I need my arms,” he groaned. He tried to rub his head against his chest, but that did little to replicate what he really wanted. He wanted to feel his hands stroking down the thick length of his cock, stroking over his head and ears. He growled softly beneath his breath and wrenched his head away from his chest. He had to focus. He needed to know what had gone wrong.

Rash’s legs trembled as he took a few unsteady steps forward. Not only was his sense of balance thrown off by the position of his head, but he was struggling to contain the growing lustful thoughts within his mind. It was hard not to think sexually. He was part of his own cock.

With slow, shaky steps, Rash made his way to his main desk. Most of his notes were still scattered across the desk, but without his hands it would be difficult to sort through them anyway. At least he didn’t have to rummage through drawers to try to find the answers to his unexpected condition.

Rash licked his lips as he looked over the scattered papers. He could feel a little drool trickling down his chin, though as he tasted it he was less sure that it was simple saliva. It tasted slightly salty. He shuddered and closed his eyes for a moment as he tried to contain his lust. He swallowed. The pre that had been building in his mouth trickled down his long, flexible cock.

“Damn it, why can’t I have hands?” he groaned. He just wanted to lose himself to the lust that his new configuration instilled in him, but he was having to resist that for as long as he could. He needed to know why things had gone wrong, and if there was any need to worry.

He carefully picked up pieces of paper in his mouth, trying not to get them too wet with his pre-cum drool. He nosed through all the different sheets, trying to find any reason that could have caused his plans to go so awry.

Able to twist and move his head around so much was a small thing to make up for the lack of his arms. It made searching difficult, especially as some pieces of paper started to stick together as Rash continued to drool over them. He was desperate to stroke himself off, and several times he tried to twitch his shoulders in the hope that something had emerged from them again, but nothing ever happened.

Finally, he found a list of the ingredients that he had used in mixing up the potion. He nosed over it, trying to ignore the building lust in his body. His hips gently thrust forward, though he was able to twist his cock in a way that kept his head steady. His legs trembled, and his back arched back slightly as he forced himself to hold back.

Then he found it. The ingredients had listed for 30g of nullification powder for the mixture to negate the connection between his head and torso. He had used 300g.

“Oh, I hope that doesn’t mean anything bad,” the snow leopard huffed. He stepped back from his desk and arched his cock up so his head was almost in the normal place above his shoulders. Parts of his prehensile cock brushed against his chest, making him groan softly. He closed his eyes for a few moments as he tried to concentrate on what he needed to do, but his thoughts kept on getting distracted by the pre-cum drool that continued to drip from his mouth.

Rash wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to hold on to his coherent thoughts.

Everything kept looping back to his cock. He needed to stroke it, to rub it, to play with it. That’s what he’d given it to himself for.

With a groan, Rash turned away from the desk. There was nothing else he could do for himself there. He certainly wouldn’t be able to mix a new potion for himself in an attempt to reverse the changes. He had no antidote for it, and could only hope that his built in timer would still be in

effect. If not, he’d be forced to enlist the help of his assistants when they returned after the weekend.

A whole two days stuck without arms and his end on the end of his prehensile cock. The thought had come to his head as a terrible consequence of his actions, but he could feel his cock stiffen slightly and fill his mouth with pre. He moaned quietly, keeping his mouth closed as he tried to swallow the pre back down. He couldn’t be aroused, thinking that he might be stuck like this!

No matter what Rash did to try to curb his arousal, it only kept increasing. Everything felt so good. Even his breathing sent tingles of pleasure all the way through his cock, and whenever he moved his head it meant coils of his shaft rubbed together. It wasn’t enough to bring him anywhere near close to orgasm though.

With a growl of frustration, Rash stumbled further across the lab. He had to deal with this growing arousal, or else he knew he wouldn’t be able to think of any solution. His whole body was trembling in his growing need, but he had just enough self-awareness left that he knew he couldn’t just drop down to his knees in the middle of his lab. He staggered towards the elevator at the far end of the room.

Rash didn’t live in his lab, but he did have a small apartment room directly above it for those long nights where he was too busy with his work to make the commute home. It would prove useful now, giving him the perfect place to allow him to give in to his lusts.

He ran into a problem quickly. The elevator needed a button pressed to open the doors. Again he tried to use his arms, the movement just creating a little twitch of his shoulders. He sighed and lowered his head down to the button, pressing his nose against it. The doors opened with a cheerful ding.

Another press of a button with his nose later, and the elevator smoothly slid up to the next level, where it opened onto a small corridor with just one door a few paces away. Fumbling around with his head again, he managed to open the door to reveal a messy bedroom and kitchen all rolled into one. There was a small bathroom off to one side, and that was all Rash needed when he wasn’t


able to go home for the night. It was all he needed now as well, but for a wish for some hands to rub over his cock.

Rash dropped down to his knees, more out of habit than anything. Normally he would have placed his hands on his cock when he was feeling so horny and in such a position. He arched his back and shivered, rubbing his head against his chest for a few moments, before realising that it simply wasn’t enough. He shuffled forward until he was able to squirm up onto his bed.

The snow leopard rolled onto his back. He took a moment to look down at his body as it lay on the bed. From his vantage point on the spire of his flexible cock, he could see what he really looked like. Again, he felt a ripple of erotic thrill spread through his body at the sight. He loved how his shoulders looked without any arms or neck to blemish them. The sight of it sent another tingle up his cock, spilling some more pre in his mouth.

Once again, the snow leopard tried to swallow the mouthful of pre, but it was very quickly replaced by even more. He groaned softly. He needed to do something about it, and quickly. But he still didn’t know how. He could just grind himself against the bed, but he cringed at the thought. It sounded so crude and rough, and he didn’t really want to mash his face into the mattress.

Rash looked around the room, searching for anything he could use. The thought flickered through his mind that he could use his prehensile cock to penetrate himself. His muzzle twitched at the bizarre idea. He would get a unique new perspective on the act, but he forced himself to discount the idea. The potion hadn’t made him stretchy enough for such a thing, and fitting his entire head up his ass was probably not going to work out. He caught himself making a mental note to try it next time. Was there even going to be a next time?

The snow leopard shuddered and tried to put such thoughts to the back of his mind. He shouldn’t worry about what he was going to do with the next mixture of the potion. He had other, more important concerns to deal with.

His eyes cast around the room. His head was able to stay mostly stable, though his body twisted and writhed beneath him in his attempts to extend his non-existent arms up towards his cock. He could see nothing that would be useful, but as his body squirmed, his foot brushed up against the base of his shaft.

A whole world of opportunities opened up to Rash in that moment, and he couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of it sooner. His body stilled despite the growing lust within his cock. He shifted his hips to get comfortable, before gradually lowering his cock a little closer to the bed, leaning away from his shoulders.

He lifted his legs up to meet his cock. At first he brushed and teased his thighs against the sides of his shaft. The touch wasn’t as good as his hands, but it still sent ripples of pleasure through his entire body. It radiated through his cock and down into his crotch, where it spread in great waves of satisfaction through his torso and legs. His toes clenched, but they were still too far away to stroke over his flexible cock.

The teasing with his legs lasted only a few seconds before the lust grew too much to contain.

He pressed the pads of his footpaws against his cock and flexed his toes, careful to keep his claws retracted.

His strokes were awkward at first. He had never done anything like this before, and his legs and footpaws weren’t as flexible as his arms and hands would have been, but he had to make do with what he had.

Slowly, Rash began to get a rhythm. His footpaws stroked up and down, toes teasing and pressing in to the sensitive flesh. As he worked, Rash felt himself struggle to keep his cock tensed enough to keep his head lifted up. It felt almost the opposite to normal. Instead of his cock stiffening in arousal, it was softening and losing its ability to hold the weight of his head up.

Letting out a soft moan of pleasure, Rash gently massaged his loosening cock as his head dropped down fully to rest on the mattress. If anything, that made it easier as his footpaws were able to press down and rub on the top of his cock, pushing it down against the mattess.

A pool of pre was already starting to form around Rash’s chin. The snow leopard was no longer even attempting to swallow it all down, instead just letting it spill from his lips. He didn’t care about anything anymore, but for the pleasure of his footpaws rubbing over his long, flexible cock.

Even his tail was able to get in on the action. His tail loosely wrapped around near the base of his cock, the fluffy tip gently teasing his balls.

Everything felt so good. His hips thrusted up into the air from instinct alone, the base of his cock held up by his tail as he rubbed and squeezed around the thick shaft. His mouth was wet with pre that constantly dribbled from his lips, and his eyes remained closed as his footpaws slowly travelled further down his legs.

Then his paws reached his head. The area that had once been his neck felt even more sensitive than anything else down his twitching cock. His toes pressed in behind his ears, and the snow leopard let out a wet moan of absolute bliss. Everything felt like stroking his cock, but amplified so much it was making his thoughts difficult to process. Especially given the pleasure was centred so close to his head.

Tensing his toes against his cheeks, Rash slowly rubbed his footpaws around the side of his head. His thoughts were scrambled by the action, and his eyes rolled back into his head in pleasure. He couldn’t think. He only knew the feeling of pleasure as it tore through his body. He couldn’t stop now, but his clumsy strokes weren’t enough to bring him up to that precipice of release.

Letting out a little growl of frustration, Rash kept grinding and rubbing his cock. His footpaws moved away from his head again as they teased and stroked over the rest of his length. It felt almost like a massage as his toes clenched and relaxed, pressing down into the soft, flexible shaft.

There was almost too much cock to properly pleasure as the snow leopard worked up and down the shaft. He trembled and squirmed, eyes closed as he tried to grind his wet muzzle against the mattress to add to the growing sensations within his body. Everything from his head to his crotch tingled in delight, and his torso and legs were warm with the radiating pleasure.

Rash didn’t even know how long he was writhing on his bed for. Time no longer held any real meaning to him as he desperately worked on his shaft. He rubbed and pressed, teased and tormented.

A growing wave was building within him. A gentle squeak escaped the snow leopard’s lips as he felt it rising. It started deep in his balls and slowly started to spread. It felt like a trickle as it entered the base of his cock, slowly increasing in pressure as it spread further up the long, flexible length. The pre in Rash’s mouth tasted different, becoming a little salty and thicker in texture.

He was close. His legs were starting to ache as they rubbed over his cock, but he couldn’t stop now. The pleasure was building and building, sending tingles of electric sensation through his whole body.

It began as a wave, but soon it became a tsunami of sensation that crashed through his body. His throat constricted for a moment as a rush of hot fluids roared up through his cock, before it was unleashed across his mattress in a powerful spray. The snow leopard wanted to moan and cry out, but he couldn’t make a sound as his throat was used to cum, not to speak.

Wave after wave of thick white cum spilled from his mouth, more than he had ever been able to produce before. His balls ached from the exertion, but every inch of his massive cock was aflame with desire and arousal.

The snow leopard’s footpaws were clenched tight around his shaft, just behind his head. He gently squeezed and tensed his toes around the soft flesh. He wanted to keep rubbing, but he couldn’t process the thoughts well enough to actually carry out the act. He was lost to pleasure as he gave up trying to count how many spurts of cum had already escaped his lips.

The crescendo of pleasure lasted for what felt like hours, but was probably less than a minute. It gradually started to fade with one last spluttering cough of cum from Rash’s throat, and slowly his whimpering moans started to emerge again. His legs collapsed down to either side of his exhausted cock and head. He didn’t even mind that they splashed down in the massive pool of cum he had created, nor did he mind that his head was resting in the middle of it.

He could barely move a muscle, and that was just perfect. The lust that had been overwhelming his mind was sated for now, though Rash didn’t think it would be too long before it would start to seep back into his thoughts. For now, he could just be content. His experiment had been an almost total success. He had hoped to experience orgasm as his own cock, and that had been achieved despite the setback in his lack of arms.

Slowly, Rash twitched his cock until he felt comfortable enough to lift his head up again. He shook himself slightly to drip away some of the excess cum that clung to his fur, before bringing his cock up to rest on his chest. He gazed up at his smooth shoulders.

“I could get used to that,” he muttered to himself. Already he was tempted to concoct a new potion that would simply remove his arms without the head displacement as well. It would be an interesting way to go around for a while. He glanced down at his footpaws and wiggled his toes.

Perhaps he would need to do something to them to make it easier, or he could stay with the challenge of using them as they were.

With a little effort, Rash forced his tired muscles into action. He sat up, letting his cock coil up in his lap with his head perched on top of it all. He licked his lips and looked at the mess he had made, but there wasn’t much he could do about that for now.

A grin slowly spread across his muzzle.

Maybe he would have to call one of his assistants after all, to help him clean up the small room and help him ease his lusts for the weekend. He could already think of exactly who to call for it. There was a fox on his staff who would love every moment of it, and would probably be pleading for a copy of the potion as well.

All Rash had to do first, was work out how to use his phone like this.

Already he could feel the warmth of lust building at the base of his cock. His grin spread a little wider.

“Time for round two.”

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Re: Miscalculations - by toystoat (Furry)

Source: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/31413224/

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Overcompensation
by toystoat

One of the most important parts of science was learning from your mistakes. Rash knew that he wouldn’t make the same mistakes as he had last time. He had spent an entire weekend with his head attached to the end of his long, serpentine cock. That in and of itself was fine, but it was the loss of his arms that had proved the most troublesome aspect of that particular form. That wasn’t to say it hadn’t been an enjoyable experience, but it had been a little frustrating at times. And a little awkward to explain when he’d finally been able to get some help to change back.

As with any experiment, he had to try again until he perfected what he wanted. In his hand was the same potion as last time, but that wasn’t all he carried. He had returned to the little private room above his laboratory, not wanting to risk making a mess in the lab again. Plus it gave him all the facilities he needed in case he needed to stay behind again. He had the bed – with freshly cleaned sheets – as well as a fully stocked kitchen and the bathroom.

All that was needed now was to finish preparing the potion. The snow leopard placed the glass beaker down on a table and rummaged around in his pocket for a small plastic container. Within it were three small pills. Rash knew that just one would probably be enough, but he didn’t want to take that risk again. He had thought the previous potion would have been just fine. After all. What harm could it do? He took all three pills out and dropped them all into the potion, then stirred it around until they had completely dissolved.

The snow leopard’s tail swished in anticipation as he held up the glass. It looked and smelled the same as the previous potion, but he hoped it would have very different results. He had needed something to counteract the armless effects, so he hoped that adding the multiplication tablets they would cancel each other out. There was no way to know if his theory would be correct or not until he tried it out.

“Note to self, add flavouring next time,” Rash said to himself as he brought the glass beaker up to his muzzle. Though there was the faint scent of blackberries to the potion again, the snow leopard knew that it would taste anything but fruity. He grimaced as he started to swallow it down, having to force himself not to gag and choke it back up again. He pinched his nose in an attempt to diminish the flavour slightly, but nothing really seemed to work. It was foul, but he was able to swallow it all down. He resisted the temptation to wash it all down with a drink of water, unsure if anything else would mess with the reaction that was already starting in his stomach.

This time, Rash was prepared for the pulses of pleasure that rippled through his body. His cock began to swell, and the snow leopard wriggled out of his clothes before he could tear through them. His fingers teased and stroked over the vagina that had formed on the back of his head, once again regretting that it would be gone far too quickly.

Just like last time, he cock slithered around to the back of his head, as though it possessed a mind of its own. His hand wrapped around it as it moved. He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but it felt thicker than last time.

The tip of the cock merged into the back of his head, sealing away that new vagina he had never had the chance to play with. As he dropped down onto his knees, he had the brief thought of working out how to keep that to enjoy, before he was rocked by an intense burst of pleasure spreading through his entire body. He was happy to feel his hands clenching by his side, as they had already been melting away with the last attempt.

For a brief, uncomfortable moment, the snow leopard lost his ability to breathe. He forced himself to remain calm, and after a couple of seconds he was able to take in a deep breath. The action sent a tingle of pleasure all the way down his cock, as it was to his shaft that his head was now attached. His neck was thinning, and he brought up his hands to feel as it completely detached,


leaving just a smooth patch of fur between his shoulders. His head was again attached to the tip of his long, flexible cock. And he still had his arms. Everything was working just as intended.

Testing to make sure he still had control, Rash swayed his head around and curled up his long cock. He nuzzled against his balls, then stroked his hands down the full length of his flexible shaft. A wide grin spread across his muzzle as he nosed into his balls. Already it felt much nicer with his arms. This time he wouldn’t struggle to manipulate everything with only his toes or sensitive mouth to grasp with.

Another wave of heat suddenly spread through Rash’s body. He gasped and dropped down onto all fours, his hands pressed hard against the floor. Something else was happening, though everything should have been complete. There shouldn’t be any more changes. He trembled and grimaced. Had he miscalculated with the compensation with the additional tablets?

It took the snow leopard a few moments to work out just what was happening. Things were stretching. His head and cock certainly felt like they were, but his arms too. His fingers trembled so fast they were practically vibrating before his eyes. Then they began to split.

Rash could barely believe what he was seeing. His hands began to pull themselves apart, stretching out wider and wider. His arms were doing the same. They thickened out until almost twice their normal size before a seam started to run down from his shoulders all the way to his hands. Painlessly, they peeled apart to form four arms. And then the process began again.

With a surprised yelp, Rash leaped back up to his feet, only to stumble backwards again as the full length of his cock rippled with pleasure. Three hands immediately went to stroke it. A few more dropped down by his sides as he closed his eyes as a burst of double-vision threatened to distract him. From the base of his cock all the way up to the tip of his muzzle, it felt like he was being torn in two. It wasn’t a painful situation. If anything it was the opposite. The pleasure was almost debilitating as it forced him to sit back and just ride out the ongoing wave of continual pleasure.

The snow leopard’s thoughts became fragmented for a few moments as his mind felt like it was splitting into several different pieces. They all snapped back together into one coherent thought, but the strange feelings lingered. He kept his eyes closed for a few moments as he tried to take stock of what had just happened. He didn’t want to think too hard about it, but the feeling of the floor and wall pressing against his multiple hands warned him that he had probably gone way too far in his compensation for having no arms at all.

Slowly his eyes opened. Several times. His vision swam as he tried to account for three sets of eyes all looking in slightly different directions. He closed them all again and used his hands to feel what had happened. Coming from his crotch were three different thick, flexible shafts. His hands slowly wandered up the sensitive flesh – two hands to each shaft – until they found the back of his heads. All three cocks had their own head, and he brushed around to find their muzzles.

Once again, Rash opened his eyes, but slowly this time. He blinked a few times as he struggled to get used to so many inputs of information, but as his hands continued to slide over his shafts, he began to lose his worry and concern. It just felt too nice to have to be worried about things like that.

Slowly rubbing his hands up and down the lengths of his shafts, Rash rose to his feet and took stock of his surroundings again. He had arms. More than he had expected. Eight of them in total, four from each shoulder. Between his shoulders was bare, with his head completely displaced to the end of his prehensile cock. But those had then duplicated as well, and he had three of them, complete with a head on the end.


“That’s interesting,” Rash gasped out, using his middle head to speak. His fingers slowly traced around his necks, tickling just behind the ears. It made him twitch and squirm, feeling a little salty pre dribbling from his mouths. “Very interesting.”

Rash started to walk towards his lab, ready to start taking a few notes about the results of his experiment, before he paused. He stopped to think for a moment, as three grins spread across his muzzles. Why should he go and record everything down right away? He might as well stop to experiment for a while first. After all, the first time he had tried this, he hadn’t had the chance to feel what it was like to stroke his flexible cock. He had plenty of time for all the boring paperwork later.

The snow leopard sat down on the edge of his bed. Despite his split perspective, he found it wasn’t too difficult to walk, having already become used to moving around with his head on the end of his prehensile cock.

Using his multitude of arms, the snow leopard was able to scritch and stroke behind his ears. His heads all rolled back into the rubs, his eyes closing as he let out an echoed moan of delight. This was what he had been wanting the first time, and now he had it in triplicate. It was everything he had hoped for, and he used his spare pair of hands to wipe away the pre that was drooling from his lips.

Slowly, Rash started to stroke a little further down his shafts, moving away from the sensitive heads. He didn’t want to cum too quickly and ruin the experience. As his hands moved away from his heads, the snow leopard was able to twist and writhe his long cocks together. They rubbed against each other, and he even managed to kiss and nuzzle against himself a few times, getting a good taste of his pre as it dripped from his lips.

As his hands wandered further back, his heads explored more. They nuzzled and kissed with each other, before he rested his outer pair on his legs. His middle cock flopped back against his belly as he lay back in his bed, so that he could look up and see how his myriad of arms emerged from his shoulders. He liked what he saw. Every single one of his eight arms were identical, with his pale blue fur and dark spots following the same patterns down to his elbows.

The snow leopard teased and licked down his legs, making him curl up his toes as his heads worked their way down to his feet. He trembled and squirmed, all eight of his hands gripping onto the side of his bed. His pre-soaked saliva left beaded trails through his fur as he gently explored his body, using his tongue and muzzle to lick at parts of himself he had never been able to reach. He nuzzled into his paws, teasing his toes with his tongue, before he slowly started to slide his heads back up his legs.

Four hands reached out to grab hold of his middle cock. His fingers danced and teased over the sensitive flesh. There was so much of it to stroke, and Rash was happy to keep up the pleasure for as long as he could hold it. His moans grew a little louder as he stroked, his hands grasping out almost blindly for his other cocks. He could barely keep his eyes open, but somehow he managed to force himself to slow down before he got too close to the edge. He needed to preserve this pleasure for as long as he could.

With a low, gasping moan, Rash pressed his shoulders back into his pillows. Without a head there, he didn’t have to worry about hitting it against anything, and he was able to arch his back up to grind his shoulders into his mattress. His hands turned from his cocks to his chest, just brushing and stroking through his fur as he gave himself a chance to cool down his spiking lust. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back for long. The feeling of his many hands working over his body made him tremble with desire.


Rash lifted his knees up, pushing the pads of his paws down onto the mattress. His two outer cocks rested against his legs, heads resting upon his knees. He took a few deep breaths, which sent small pleasurable spasms down his cocks.

“These are much better,” the snow leopard said quietly, extending out his hands. He stroked over two of his muzzles, eyes closed on them as he watched on from his middle head. He couldn’t believe how much nicer everything felt with hands. And there were so many of them. He reached up with one pair to stroke between his shoulders, feeling where he neck had once been. Another pair groped around the base of his thick cocks, while the remaining four hands started to fondle his sensitive cheeks again.

With a low groan, Rash’s heads slowly started to slide down his legs again, towards the base of his cocks. His tongues lapped at his shafts, teasing down their full length and making them glisten with his pre-saliva. His right head then slipped down a little further, nuzzling over his rump and finding his tailhole, remembering the thought he’d had last time he had found himself in such a situation.

Given the exciting opportunity, Rash didn’t even think before sliding his wet tongue over his tailhole. He groaned in delight as he kissed and nuzzled and licked at his eager and needy hole. His hands pulled and stroked at his other two cocks. Out of instinct, he tried to pull one up to where his head one of been, before letting out a quiet giggle when he only kissed his pillow.

Leaving one head down at his rump to lick and nuzzle, the snow leopard pulled his other two heads together to bring into a firm kiss. All six eyes closed as he took in the moment, strings of salty saliva connecting his mouths as they locked lips. His hands alternated between stroking behind his ears and rubbing over his cheeks and chin.

The nose of his right head pushed right up against his tailhole, stretching the ring of muscle a little, before he was forced to stop. He groaned, then gripped his hands tightly around his cocks as an idea came to his mind.

“What are cocks best for?” he asked himself, three grins coming to his muzzles. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought about doing it last time, but then perhaps he would need his hands to help prepare things. With a great effort, Rash forced himself up to his feet, his legs trembling slightly as he rose up off the bed.

The snow leopard was glad he kept a small stash of supplies in his room, as he didn’t want to stagger down to the lab whilst trying to resist the siren’s call of his cocks. Instead he just rummaged through a small cabinet, his hands trembling and shaking as he tried to find what he sought. He pulled out another small tablet. It was black and shiny, and squished a little between his fingers. He grinned as he held it up to his middle mouth. He popped it in and let it sit on his tongue for a few moments. It tasted slightly like liquorice – a much more pleasant taste than the earlier potion had been. He swallowed it down and shivered as he felt the tablet slide all the way down the length of his cock. His fingers traced over it as it travelled down, before he lost track of the small bulge near the base of his shaft.

It didn’t take long for him to start feeling the effects of the tablet. A wave of warmth spread through his body, only fading away slowly after a few seconds. Nothing appeared to change. No new limbs formed, and his configuration remained exactly the same. But Rash knew it had worked. He hadn’t wanted to change how he looked, but just how his body reacted. He needed to stretch a little more than he was normally able to.

Still standing up, Rash dipped his middle head back down between his legs. His hands stroked over the cocks either side, staying largely just behind his heads. His tongue slid over his balls, bathing


them in his sticky saliva that still smelled strong of pre. He nuzzled against his dangling orbs for a little bit, enjoying how they felt against his nose. His other cocks responded by stiffening slightly, rubbing against each other all along their entwined lengths, and his heads kissing and licking over his muzzles.

The snow leopard slowly lay back down on the bed, keeping his legs spread wide so he could fit one of his cocks between them. He still wasn’t sure if he was used to the split sensory inputs of his three heads, but he did enjoy the close up vision of his balls and tailhole. If it got too much he knew he could always close his other eyes and just stroke those heads with his many hands. For his middle cock, he had other, more interesting plans.

His tongue quickly moved away from his balls to return back to his tailhole. It was already quite slick from his earlier efforts, but he teased his tongue around it again. He groaned softly and pressed his nose firmly against the ring of muscle. Whereas before it had resisted the pressure, this time he stretched easily around his nose and he needed little pressure before he felt himself start to slip inside.

There was no pain as he slowly started to apply a little more pressure. That had been exactly what the final tablet had done for him. It had given his body the ability to stretch more, easily enough to squeeze his entire head and thick prehensile cock into himself. His nose and muzzle pushed in first, tongue extended to tease at the sensitive inner flesh of his rump. His hands clenched and tightened around his other two cocks as pleasure pulsed out from his stretched rear. His heads leaned in close and locked lips again, the snow leopard easily able to taste that he was drooling even more pre already.

“That’s nice...” he managed to pant out between kisses. He closed the eyes on his outer heads for a few moments so he could appreciate the view from his middle. All he could see was his spread asscheeks and his muzzle disappearing into the stretched ring of his tailhole. He let off a little purr that vibrated down his shafts and made him squirm as it teased at his spread rump. And that was from just barely sliding his muzzle in. He closed his middle eyes and took a deep breath with his other heads. Two hands reached down to hold onto his ass, while he pushed as hard as he could with his prehensile cock.

With his ears pinned down, Rash felt his head slowly slide into his tailhole with a wet pop. It felt almost like a massive, wriggling knot. The only difference was that this was at the tip of the cock, not at the base. Once his head was in, the rest of his shaft thinned down slightly, making it easier to slide more in deeper.

To his middle head, everything was tight and dark. He could see or hear nothing with that head, but he could feel everything. Everything squeezed so tight and close around him and he could feel the constant flow of pre dribbling from his mouth to lubricate his way that little bit deeper.

It was hard to thrust with a prehensile cock, as the movement of his hips did little to effect the position of his head at the end of his shaft, but slowly Rash wriggled and pulsed in deeper and deeper. His hands pressed down on his belly, feeling the bulge his head made as it pushed in further, as well as feeling his insides squeeze down a little bit more around his cock and head.

Whimpering in lust and desire, Rash bucked his hips up a few times. With one pair of hands, he kept trying to push more and more of his middle cock into his tailhole, even as he felt the back of his head rubbing against his prostate. He arched his back and cried out with pleasure as he gently started to pulsate that middle cock back and forth, letting it slide and rub over that sensitive organ buried deep in his tailhole. His toes curled up as four of his hands rubbed his other pairs of ears, while his final pair of arms gripped tight onto the sides of his mattress.


His cocks all throbbed with pent up lust. His hands stroked down two of them, as he felt himself gradually building towards release. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself for much longer, and he no longer wanted to. He needed to feel that triple bliss of orgasm. One cock had been incredible. Three would be almost overwhelming, he was sure.

His two outer cocks dropped down from his hands to nose and lick between his legs as well. He knew even his enhanced stretchiness wouldn’t be able to cope with two more thick cocks pushed into his tailhole, but that didn’t stop him from trying. Both tongues licked and lapped at his stretched tailhole, teasing the base of his cock as it pushed inside.

With the two cocks looping up around his chest, the snow leopard was still able to get his hands around the thick shafts. He stroked and rubbed fiercely, his whimpering moans only drowned out because his tongues were so busy.

His middle head, buried deep inside his tailhole, wriggled around a little. He tried shaking his head, but it felt almost pinned in place. He could barely move it. Even opening his mouth to push out his tongue a little deeper was difficult, but he kept rubbing over his prostate as best he could. The thick length of his shaft kept pushing him that little bit deeper, swelling out his belly more and more. His hands pressed down and kneaded that bulge, which in turn rubbed against his head and fuelled his ever growing cycle of lust.

The familiar wave of orgasm started deep within his balls. All his eyes were closed as he felt it building slowly. Heat spread through his body, originating at the base of his cocks and rippling outwards until it reached his fingertips. There was no way he could stop it, even if he tried. Instead he just focused on stroking his cocks, adding ever more to that incredible feeling.

The taste in his mouths altered slightly. The pre became a little thicker and saltier, which he struggled to keep swallowing down. He quickly gave up and just let it spill from his lips. It wouldn’t be long before even more fluid poured from his mouths.

Slowly, the burning lust rose higher and higher up his cocks. His balls ached with the need to release, and the long bodies of his cocks squirmed against each other, with his middle one giving a couple of final pushes to go as deep as it could managed, only a few inches left exposed between his crotch and over his balls, before plunging into that stretched tailhole. His side cocks gave himself was last, quick kiss, before his whole body started to convulse in pleasure.

The snow leopard arched his back and lifted his crotch into the air as his hands scrabbled for grip on something – whether it be mattress, chest, or cock. He rubbed and stroked whatever he could reach as he reached that edge and delightfully plunged right off the other side. His throats constricted and tightened for a moment, and then the flood began.

He could feel it starting deep. The base of his cocks felt a little swollen, and his lowest set of hands just about had time to press down on his crotch to feel the well of cum as it began to burst free. It quickly rose through his cocks, forcing them to bulge out in his hands and even stretching his tailhole that little bit wider too.

Cum poured into his mouths, and he had no chance to withhold it. His lips were forced open, and triple torrents of cum flooded out in several powerful bursts. Two sets fountained up into the air, before splattering down on his chest and painting his fur in semen. The third poured right into his guts, filling him and bulging his belly out with each new spurt. It coated his head, buried deep inside himself. His fur was soaked in it, but it was prevented from pouring back down to his tailhole by the thickness of his head, acting as a deep plug like a knotted cock would usually do.

Each spurt of cum made Rash want to cry out in bliss, but his throats were too full of his seed to make any sound but a whimpering gurgle. It felt so good, and his hands didn’t stop rubbing for


several seconds after the last powerful burst of cum. A little more kept dribbling up and down onto his chins, but finally it was over. A twin pair of grins were visible on his exposed cocks as they wearily flopped down onto his wet, swollen belly. His third cock remained buried deep inside him, and he didn’t have the energy to start pulling himself free. Instead he just lazily stroked over his heads, his many hands able to tease and pamper his exhausted body without too much effort.

The snow leopard trembled and closed his eyes as he rested his headless shoulders back onto his pillow. He still didn’t quite have the right formula to get the body he had been going for, but he couldn’t look over himself and say any of this had been a negative result. If anything, the unexpected changes had added to the experience.

Still with his lazy smirks plastered across his faces, the snow leopard closed his eyes for a little bit, giving himself the chance to recover slightly. His hands tugged on his middle cock, slowly pulling it out. His head resisted the movement at first, but with a few wiggles and squirms he was eventually able to pull it free, thankful that his fur was slickened by so much cum covering it.

With all three heads free, the snow leopard grinned at his cum-soaked self. Soon he would shower and clean himself off, but for the moment at least, he could allow himself a brief time to revel in the pleasure he had experienced. Now that he knew he would be able to keep his arms – and indeed gain many more of them – he knew that he would be revisiting this form many more times to come.

“Another great success,” he said to himself, his two outer heads starting to lap clean his middle one.

He was sure it would not be the last time his fur would be getting dirty before he reverted back to normal.