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Tail Virus Otter Breeding
🕑 Added 2025-05-14 02:23:07 +0000 UTCNeeding to make ends meet near the end of his summer college session, Chris accepted a substantial cash advance from a shady drug trial. The fine print on the trial, which he skimmed, mentioned fertility enhancement. He figured all he'd have to do is donate some sperm or something.
The day after finals, an unmarked car arrives and takes Chris to a massive, off-campus research facility. He's soon dropped into a habitat full of Tail-Virus-infected anthro herm otters and it turns out the fertility enhancement part of the drug trial is a lot more involved than he thought.
(The part of Christopher Tinsley is being played by Ezri Tinsley.)
Tail Virus Otter Breeding
By (Ezri Tinsley)
(Edited by Sarahvixen, WolfLeah, Clara, Nadja, and Sadie)
The curb and a bit of the street were still in shadow, but the leaves of the palm trees that went up just past the second story of Chris's dorm building were easily catching the mid-morning sun. The street had meandering, dark gray streaks in it where cracks in the asphalt had been repaired. Every shade of gray around him looked pale in comparison to the pitch black Hyundai Santa Fe Hybrid that was parked just outside the arched facade of his building's main entrance.
The windows were so heavily tinted that Chris couldn't see inside and he jumped when the driver suddenly got out. Short curly blonde hair, two-day-old stubble, black baseball cap, and black business suit, made the driver look like a surfer who had given up his board to become a cog in the machine.
In the back passenger window, Chris saw his too-round face, few extra pounds, and square shoulders. There wasn't anything he liked about his looks, but at least he was relatively healthy and didn't have dark circles under his eyes.
"Christopher Tinsley?" The driver's smile was a little too big, leaving it in the uncanny valley between genuine and eerie.
"Yes, that's me. Are you from Claraniva Biologics?" Chris adjusted his light orange dress shirt.
"Yes." The driver nodded.
"Before I get in, I'm not clear on where we're going. They just said I was getting driven to your research facility."
"It's near 1000 Steps Beach, only about a twenty minute drive." The driver opened the rear passenger door and motioned for Chris to get in.
Chris looked at the tan leather interior, appreciating that everything wasn't just plain black. He got in and then buckled up as the driver closed the door. The driver hopped in and got settled. Then the electric motor whirred quietly as the SUV got up to speed.
With such dark tinting on the windows, Chris felt like he had a dark pair of sunglasses on as he looked at the passing palm trees, hedges, and desert plants. All the buildings in this area had a bit of a beach theme to them with light colors and lots of outdoor gathering places.
Having seen all these landmarks hundreds of times, Chris looked up Claraniva Biologics on his phone. Even after asking the driver for more details, he couldn't find much info online. They had one drug out that reduced the itchiness from tail-virus-related fur or scale growth and two more drugs currently being reviewed by the FDA.
"Hey, what drug is going to be tested on me?" he asked as he stared at the names of both drugs.
"I've learned not to ask questions outside my purview," the driver said. "Sorry."
"It's okay, I'll be finding out soon enough." Chris sighed, putting his phone in his pocket and leaning back.
Past the edge of the cliffs that faced the Pacific, there were white puffy clouds with stark flat bottoms hanging over calm waters. The sky's gradient went from dark blue to milky blue just before the horizon. On that horizon was a small, white dot that was actually a large ship. Chris took a moment to appreciate the intricate pattern of linear ripples from small surface waves that were breaking up the sky's reflection.
They traveled down a residential street toward the ocean until they were confronted by a parking-garage-style, yellow, barrier arm. Another yellow arm was on the other side of the street for outgoing traffic. There was a little box in front of each arm just below the SUV's window height. The driver pulled out a thick beige card and put it in front of the black box. The arm in front of them lifted up and they proceeded down a steep ramp that went underground. It was straight out of a movie and Chris half expected to see a surfer version of Batman at the end of this road.
That feeling only lasted for a couple minutes, though, because the stark yellow lighting and sterility of the tunnel was making the hairs on Chris's arms stand on end. Soon, he was feeling like this was the sort of complex Surfer Batman would have to infiltrate to come save him.
"H-How long has this been here?" Chris asked as the driver took the ramp down to a massive, armored garage door.
"About three years." The driver's voice had no awe in it, like this was completely normal.
"This had to have cost a fortune. Why bother digging into the cliffs when you could buy some land on the outskirts and set up a building way cheaper?" Chris craned his neck so he could see the driver's reflection in the rearview mirror.
"Carlos wanted to be by the ocean and near town, but there wasn't enough room above ground, so he bought an old cold war bunker and then had them expand out from it." The driver's face was still unsatisfyingly placid.
"But if it's underground, no one's going to know if they're near the ocean. And who's Carlos?"
"It'll make more sense when you're inside." The driver paused. "Carlos Zaftig, the CEO of Claraniva Biologics, richest man in Costa Rica, philanthropist, venture capitalist, and vanilla farmer. Ring any bells?"
"Oh, that guy. He's been in the news so much lately that I tuned it all out. Rich guys like him are basically just celebrities who are famous because they've made a lot of money playing real life monopoly. Thing is, just about anyone who starts a monopoly game while already having millions of dollars at their disposal is going to do well." Chris shrugged.
"I'd keep that sort of sentiment to yourself from here on out. You're not going to find a person here that doesn't love Carlos. He's eccentric, but he treats everyone in this facility like kings." The driver pulled into a parking space next to a large sliding glass door.
The sliding door was simple and almost square while the glass was tinted a light blue-green, like sea water. There were about thirty other parking spaces, most of them filled. The ceiling, from which more yellowish light poured down, was at least fifteen feet above. The light fixtures were simply long LED strips with big half-cylinder-shaped diffusers.
"Okay Mr. Tinsley, just stick close to me, save your questions for Carlos, and for the love of God, don't touch anything. This job has more than enough paperwork as it is." The surfer-turned-driver got out of the driver's seat and shut the door. Then he walked around the back of the SUV and opened Chris's door.
"Wait, I'm going to meet Carlos, the CEO, really?" Chris got out, looking at the driver with a furrowed brow.
"He's very invested in the trial you signed up for." The driver shrugged as he shut the door. "It's pretty normal for him to get personally involved in our high profile projects."
"Oh, okay." Chris's heart started pounding. Meeting the CEO of a multinational corporation is something he'd hoped to avoid.
The driver led Chris through the sea-blue glass doors. The walls and floor of the hallway were made of smooth concrete with scattered pebbles in it. Ten feet above their heads was an orderly mess of light yellow pipes, light green pipes, and light blue conduits. Amongst them, placed seemingly at random, were eight-inch-square LED lighting panels that emitted cool white light.
As they passed a light green door on the right with a retinal scanner next to it, Chris slowed down to read the text on the door. "Habitat 3: Maintenance Entrance, Door 11A." Habitat? Chris tilted his head.
A light blue door on their left, also with a retinal scanner, was labeled "Security 1, Door 10A."
About ten feet further down the hallway, on the right, was door 9A. It was an eight-foot-wide, thick metal sliding door that was painted the same light green as the previous door on this side. "Habitat 3: Main Entrance" was written on it and it had a retinal scanner on its left side.
Chris felt like his chest was on fire as he wondered what the hell he'd gotten himself into. The scents of seawater, fish, and seaweed were pervading this entire hallway. He felt like he should be near tidepools, but so far, there were no windows, so he had no clear idea which direction the ocean was or how close he was to it.
The driver slowed as they got up to a hallway that branched off to their right. A sign hanging from the ceiling pointed down the hallway. "Conference Room 1, Door 7A" was written in the same blocky font as everything else in here. As the driver turned to walk down the hallway, Chris caught sight of another one of those thick metal sliding doors. It was light tangerine orange and had "Habitat 2: Main Entrance, Door 5A" written on it.
"Mr. Tinsley?" The driver waved his hand to get Chris's attention.
"Oh, sorry." Chris followed the driver down the hallway.
It was quite a ways, over two hundred feet, before the driver and Chris entered the conference room through another blue-green tinted glass door. The entire ocean-facing wall of the conference room was a series of metal-framed windows that looked out from the cliffs above 1000 Steps Beach. The pacific ocean was a bit more choppy than it had been before, distant waves traveling toward the shoreline while reflecting the late morning sun.
"Thanks so much, Leon. I'll take it from here." Carlos Zaftig was a man of average height, but the way he held himself made him seem a few inches taller than everyone else. His perfectly tailored, beige suit with a coffee brown shirt and light blue tie looked like what a billionaire would wear to an exclusive charity event in the Bahamas. Rounding out his billionaire sheek look were three gold rings on his left hand and a gold wrist watch with a coffee brown watch face that had a large diamond inlay just under the twelve o'clock position.
"No problem, Carlos," the driver said before turning to Chris. "Hope you have a good rest of your day, Chris."
"You too." Chris's voice came out quieter than he planned due to him being thoroughly overwhelmed.
The driver tipped his hat to a woman standing a few feet from Carlos and she gave him a nod. She had dark, curly hair that stopped just above her shoulders. She was wearing a black dress shirt with a light blue tie that matched Carlos's and was watching everything around her like a hawk. She had light gray pants on and a thick belt which had a holster hanging from the right side. In that holster was a nine millimeter pistol. Her face was angular, but her nose was round, making her a bit less scary than she'd be otherwise. A soft smile was on her lips. Next to her was a beige rolling table with only a tiny water bottle and a pill bottle on it.
"Ignore Alice. I didn't hire her for her people skills. She's my bodyguard and assistant." Carlos motioned toward the giant, glass conference table that was shaped like a surfboard. "Have a seat, Chris."
Alice nodded at Chris and tried to brighten her smile, which looked strained.
Chris took the nearest mesh-backed chair which was near the end of the table and Carlos sat directly across from him.
"Since you already signed all the paperwork digitally, all we need to do is have you take a little pill and then introduce you to the study environment." Carlos leaned back in his chair. "Any questions?"
"What do you mean by 'Study Environment'?" Chris tilted his head.
"Running a multinational corporation doesn't exactly leave me with a lot of time." Carlos frowned. "Are you meaning to tell me that you signed all those legally-binding documents and accepted thousands of dollars from my company without thoroughly reading the materials we provided?"
"No, no, I'm not saying that." Chris felt like his chest was about to implode from all the tension in it and his forehead was starting to sweat. "Sorry, I'm just nervous. I've never met a CEO before."
"Oh, please don't put me on a pedestal. We're just like everyone else, really." Carlos smiled and reached across the table to take Chris's hand. "Hey, the last thing I want is for you to be nervous. My team picked you for this study because they thought you were a perfect candidate, someone who would thoroughly enjoy taking part in it."
"R-really?" Despite everything, Carlos's sudden shift to being extra personable and reassuring was working and the tightness in Chris's chest was decreasing.
"Absolutely." Carlos retrieved his hand. "Did you think we collected all that detailed profile information so we could just sit on it?"
"No, I suppose not."
"Do you know what the most important part was? You had the courage to admit you were curious about being a herm mosaic." The bright smile on Carlos's face was showing off his jarringly white teeth. His short beard had some gray hairs in it.
"Oh?" Embarrassment flooded Chris as his cheeks pinkened. "Isn't everyone at least a bit curious about the parts they don't have?"
"Not to the degree you are, Chris. But that's not something to be ashamed of, it's something worth celebrating." Carlos's voice was full of a compelling passion. "This study isn't just for us, it's for you too."
"Huh. I wish I remembered m-more of the small print," Chris stuttered. "I think studying for finals and seeing this incredible underground complex threw my brain for a loop."
"No worries. All I need you to do today is take one pill and then follow me to the study environment. Can you do that for me, Chris?" Carlos's smile was a little too big.
Chris had the clear feeling that Carlos didn't actually care about his wellbeing... Wait, this was a fertility study. Didn't fertility refer to female anatomy specifically? Virility was the word for the male counterpart... To test his fertility, he'd need a full set of girl parts. Was he about to get a pussy? And a womb? Oh God! His cock started pulsing in his pants, coming to life while his blush worsened. They were about to give him the herm strain of the Tail Virus and the pill he was taking had to be some sort of fertility enhancer! It was the only conclusion that made sense given all the information he had.
"Everything alright?" Carlos asked, his smile waning.
"Yep, sorry, just need a moment to think." Sweat beaded on Chris's forehead.
So, this crazy billionaire clearly wanted to turn him into a herm. Chris's cock ached in his pants as he fought himself not to blush deeper. The situation was a bit off, but if he didn't take this chance, how long would it take him to get up the nerve to do something like this again? Plus, it wasn't like Chris could give back the eight grand he'd been given to be part of this study even if he wanted out.
The Tail Virus didn't cripple people or make it overly difficult for them to continue living their lives. The only part of all this that puzzled him was the fertility enhancement side of things. Mosaics couldn't get pregnant for six months after the initial infection, so he had no idea what the pill was for. Perhaps it did something to shorten the infertility window? He was probably in for a lot of tests over the next few months.
"Thanks for waiting." Chris's heart started racing. He was really doing this? He was really gonna do this! "I think I'm ready."
"Glad to hear it and you're welcome." Carlos motioned toward Alice.
She came over with the little water bottle and the pill bottle, which contained only a single, medium-sized pill. Setting them both down in front of Chris, she crossed her arms and watched intently.
Chris opened the pill bottle and dumped the oblong, lavender tablet into his palm. Not giving himself time to second guess anything, he put the pill on his tongue and opened the water bottle. With a nice swig of water, he swallowed the tablet and it went down easily. He felt a bit woozy as he realized there was no going back now.
"Alright! Let's introduce you to the study environment." Carlos got out of his chair and walked toward the door, motioning for Chris to follow. "I'm very proud of how it turned out and can't wait to show you."
Chris got out of his chair and headed toward Carlos. His legs were quite wobbly and his dick was making a clear impression in his pants as it throbbed down his right pant leg. He held his hands in front of the obvious bulge all the way to the giant, light orange sliding door for habitat 2.
"During your stay, all your needs will be taken care of. A guide will meet you on the other side of the door. Just a little warning so you're not overly shocked: the denizens of Habitat 2 prefer to reside only in their fur and it might take a bit of getting used to." Hitting a button on the intercom next to the retinal scanner, Carlos said, "Peggy, are you ready to receive Chris?"
There was an awkward pause as Chris continued hiding his stiffy while Carlos checked his watch a couple times.
"Yep! I'm here and eager to meet him." Peggy's voice was bouncy and vibrant.
"Don't be too eager, okay? Not everyone can match your energy level," Carlos replied.
"Yes, yes. I remember the last three times you told me." Peggy sounded a bit bratty, but in an oddly endearing way.
"Thanks, Peggy." Carlos took a card out of his pocket and slid it in the card reader next to the retinal scanner before leaning in for the scan. After a confirmation chime, Carlos hit the pound key on a keypad below the scanner and the huge door started sliding open. The scents of salt water and fish wafted out from the space beyond the door. Carlos hit the pound key again when there was a three-foot-wide gap. "Go on in. An unparalleled experience awaits."
On the other side of the door was an expansive cave-like room, over two hundred feet on a side. The ceiling was twenty feet high with sun-like lamps lighting everything. The entire wall facing the ocean was made of giant windows that had been built into the cliffs. There were a few sand dunes, just off center, near the middle of the room. On top of these dunes were small shrubs and beach grass. The sand in this enclosure was more like tiny smooth pebbles that didn't get stuck to things as badly as finer sand.
The south side of the room had orange hibiscus bushes and hammocks that were strung between dwarf palm trees. The whole area over there looked like a beach camp, but had nice amenities like outdoor showers and a door on the wall behind that area labeled "Locker Room." Next to it was a door labeled "Bedroom." In front of the dunes was a seawater pool that had a large shallow area before getting pretty damn deep. Leading into that pool was a stream that traveled from the southwest corner of the room, all the way around the dunes, to the shallow side of the large pool.
Giant, tree-trunk-sized, pieces of driftwood littered the space, making bridges over the water.
None of that was what got Chris to gasp and stare wide-eyed at his surroundings, however. There were over twenty mosaics that looked like anthro herm otters everywhere and nearly all of them were fucking. Their huge cocks looked somewhere between equine and canine and dangling under each of those cocks were a pair of fist-sized balls. These entrancing mosaics had eight tits, the uppermost being the largest.And they came in an array of gorgeous colors with cool stripe and spot patterns. About a third of them were sporting pregnant bellies. A small number of them looked about ready to give birth. He'd never seen such a beautiful array of mosaics in his life and his prick was leaking precum as he took it all in.
The chitters, gasps, and moans from all the fucking otter mosaics were not overly loud due to the size of the room and the unevenness of the cave-like ceiling, but it definitely sounded like an otter orgy in here.
Chris stumbled forward, in awe: wanting, needing to connect with what was on the other side of the massive door. The thrum of the door closing didn't even register as he struggled to process the layers of joy and arousal washing over him.
Off to his right, only about five feet away and bent over a driftwood log was a jaguar-spotted, yellow and white furred otter mosaic with her tail raised. Her snatch had nice full lips, a big clit, and a bit of teardrop shape. Her big balls, and erect cock, hanging below made the view all the more wonderful and Chris watched as an orange-and-white-furred herm otter stuffed her shaft into the yellow otter's pussy. He groaned and pressed his legs together as the yellow one chittered in delight. The otter doing the stuffing had spotty black stripes that reminded him of an ocelot.
"Chris?" Peggy's voice came from six inches below Chris's head.
Looking down, Chris caught sight of Peggy's light bluish-gray and white form with leopard-like spots. Between her legs was a hefty set of balls and a thick sheath. Her face was round and her muzzle was cute. The nipples on her eight tits were black as was her nose. Her eyes were a verdant green. The white fur of her front had a tan tint to it which looked good with the darker blue-gray fur on the rest of her. She wasn't one of the most brightly colored ones, but the striations in her fur and the way the colors went together was really nice. Her fur colors and patterns looked to be somewhere between a gray wolf and a snow leopard.
"Oh, hi!" Chris waved, feeling really awkward at how turned on he was. He could feel his blush going down his neck now.
"You're way overdressed and you smell like you need to stick your dick in someone." Peggy paused. "But you also seem overwhelmed, so how about you have a seat?" She led Chris to the nearby trunk the two otters were fucking on and picked a spot on it that was about five feet away from them.
Chris sat next to her on the side further away from the fucking couple. The log, which looked pretty convincing, was actually some sort of foam which had been wrapped with textured plastic. It was quite comfortable to sit on.
"Sorry. It's been an overwhelming day." Chris sighed.
"That's understandable." She put a webbed, paw-padded hand on Chris's right thigh. "Where did you come from?"
"Well, originally I'm from Sacramento, but I'm going to school right here in Santa Barbara." His prick was still as hard as ever, his mind caught somewhere between an animalistic breeding instinct and having no clue how to process all this.
"Oh, my aunt's in Sacramento, but I'm from here." She chuckled. "No one I know is going to recognize me when I'm done with this study."
"Is that a good thing?" He felt an empty pang deep in his abdomen as he noticed the light-orange-furred otter was at least six months pregnant.
"Yeah, honestly. I kept not having the courage to get on hormones or do anything to make sure people treated me like the gender I felt I was. Then I found this study which guaranteed I'd get turned into a feminine herm mosaic as part of it, and I jumped at the chance." She grinned and bounced excitedly. "All I need to do now to check off all my boxes is get pregnant."
"I take it you're expecting it to happen before the normal six month Tail Virus window?" he asked, feeling stupid.
"You didn't read the fine print, did you?" She sighed. "Are you sure you want this? The drug they're testing makes it so you can get pregnant soon after you fully transform. How soon is what they're testing and they chose this herm otter strain specifically because it is easy to transmit, fast acting, and extremely stable. The strains with a bunch of species mixed in tend to be the most stable. That's why we have spots, stripes, and some equine and canine mixed in."
"Oh, thanks, this all started because I needed money badly. I'll admit that I was starting to study for finals and I did a shit job of reading through things." He looked at the patch of beach grass near his feet. "I'm embarrassed as fuck, but I don't want to turn back now. This is one of those 'jump now or forever regret it' moments for me."
"Thanks for the honesty, seriously." She nuzzled his shoulder. "Just chat with me a while longer and I think your horny will win the battle against your overwhelm."
"I hope so. At least my dick seems to be happy with this situation." He put his hand on her thigh, feeling her thick, soft fur against his palm. She was so friendly and open that it felt natural to touch her back. "Have you wanted to get pregnant for a long time?"
"Ever since high school, I've wanted to have a baby grow inside me, but didn't have a womb until now. I'm hoping one of the countless times I've done it in the last two weeks has left me with consequences. They have some really advanced tests they can run to catch pregnancy as early as possible, but I haven't come up positive yet. There's a couple of otters here that got pregnant earlier than fourteen days after transforming. As far as raising a child, I'm not all that worried. The bonds formed between the otters here are strong and I know they'd have my back. It's one of the things we all talk about a lot." She dug her blunt claws into Chris's pant leg. "I want to play with you really badly. I love seeing new herms get made here. They pick people who'll enjoy it the most and it's just so uplifting to see them become their true selves."
"NGH! I won't lie, I've thought way too many times about getting pregnant for me to pretend I don't want it. I just... I never thought it would be an option, so I just shut down those feelings." He moved his hand closer to her balls. His chest got tighter as his desperation to do something other than sit here grew.
"Oh, I know how that goes. It took me a bit to reconnect with my feelings and decide to get on board with this study." She gently nudged his hand to her balls. "Don't be shy. We're all heathens here."
"Oh wow, they're so big!" He lifted one of her balls, feeling the heat of her snatch behind them as he did. The pang in his abdomen got a lot stronger as he watched the tapered black tip of her cock poke out of its sheath.
"EeeeEEE! Yes! Touch me more!" She spread her legs and put her hand on his prick, rubbing it through his pant leg.
The orange otter jammed her knot into the yellow one, both of them chittering loudly. As the orange one came in the yellow one, Chris watched the yellow otter's cock lurch. Without anyone touching it, it exploded, making a mess on the side of the log and the ground below.
Chris could feel light pressure and warmth from Peggy's paw pads and thrust his hips. As he did so, he felt behind her balls with one hand while running his fingers over her eight pack of tits with the other. By the time his hand made it down to her bottom four tits, her nipples were hard and fun to flick. She chittered and squirmed as he got her wetness all over his fingers. Her girthy clit hardened, pressing up between his pointer and middle fingers. He pressed the tips of his fingers into her sopping wet folds while precum from his rock hard phallus soaked into his pant leg.
She chittered and bucked her hips, clenching around his fingers. A couple inches of her cock came out, glistening as precum beaded at the big cum hole on its blunt, equine tip. Her balls were against his wrist, feeling larger than life. He was so hard it was painful and almost had a cramp in his abdomen from wanting something inside him so badly. He'd never felt this needy in his life.
"Mmm! I want to sit on your face and feel your muzzle form." She gasped as she gyrated her hips lewdly.
"Peggy, I'm not gonna lie. That sounds really hot." The wet spot on his pant leg was now larger than a quarter.
"Then what are you waiting for?" You want to be like me, don't you?" She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away from her snatch before putting his fem-juice-soaked fingertips right in front of his lips. "Have a taste."
"Fuck, I can't argue with you. I don't think I've ever been this horny." Her scent was sweet, like hibiscus and watermelon. For a moment, his chest tightened as he realized there was no going back once he licked his fingertips. Good! He pushed back against his anxiety and forced himself to lap her nectar up. Her taste matched her scent with a bit of added tanginess that made his tongue tingle.
"Let's get you out of those clothes." She took his hand and helped him off of the log.
Once he was standing in front of her, she moved her hands to his belt and undid it. Tossing his belt next to the log, she unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down with his underwear. Before he could even step out of them, she took his entire shaft into her mouth. He gasped, holding onto the fur on the top of her head to steady himself. She went at it fiercely, licking across every inch of it, for a good couple minutes. He was out of breath when she finally pulled her muzzle off.
Taking off his shirt, she rubbed her webbed hands up and down his chest. He stepped out of his pants as she brought her muzzle up and gave him a deep kiss. She didn't seem to know how to start a kiss or had gotten really used to having a muzzle because he tried to use his lips, but she was licking at his teeth, ignoring lip action completely. So, he ended up just opening his mouth like he was another otter and letting their tongues enter each other's mouths. The sweet taste of his pre lingered in his mouth as she kissed him. By the time the kiss was over, the part of his cheeks just to either side of his nose were feeling a bit itchy.
When she pulled her mouth away, he reached up and found the very beginning of whiskers. "It's already starting!" His heart pounded in his chest.
"Hmm, I've noticed the way you're looking at some of the other girls and the way they're looking back at you. Do you want to transform and enjoy your new parts in the most otter way possible?" Peggy traced her right index finger down Chris's front. "Surrounded by herm otters, all pressing up against you, cuddling you more thoroughly than you've ever been cuddled before while getting cum all over you?"
Chris shuddered, blushing profusely as he nodded shyly. Being lost in a herm otter pile sounded like the best idea ever. All his life, he'd been isolated with infrequent intimate contact.
"I had a feeling you're way more lewd than you let on." She waved at the otters on the log and then chittered to get the attention of others.
His blush stayed while his whole groin and abdomen ached. It was starting to feel a lot more natural to be walking around in the nude, especially since no one in here was wearing clothes. All these herms were gorgeous and he couldn't help but wonder what he'd look like once he fully transformed.
Many otter mosaics were still busy filling each other or getting filled, but two otters who'd just been sitting and holding hands came toward them. One had greenish fur in addition to their white fur with stripes that ran along the length of their body. All four sets of her tits were bigger than most of the others. The other had light pink fur with cheetah spots and particularly large balls accompanied by petite tits. She looked to be about four months pregnant. Following Peggy and Chris already were the light-orange-furred otter with an ocelot pattern and a very pregnant belly as well as the yellow-furred otter with jaguar spots.
Past the river, which was only knee deep where they crossed it, there was a pretty big grassy hill with a depression in the center about the size of a large hot tub. The depression was made out of something that was both easy to clean and spongy. There was a drain near the south side of this depression and a gentle slope toward that drain. There was a hose connection near the edge on the opposite side.
"Do you want us to refer to you as a girl from now on? I got a vibe that you don't want to be a guy if you can help it. It's a vibe all of us share." Peggy guided Chris to the center of the depression.
"Honestly, that would be really nice." Chris's blush regained some of its intensity.
"Alright! Could you lie down on your back?" Peggy chittered with excitement as her cock throbbed so hard it bounced.
Chris obeyed, getting on his back with his arms at his sides.
"Good girl!" Peggy clapped her paws together. "Are you feeling comfortable with everyone here?"
"If you trust them, I trust them." Chris smiled shyly as he took stock of the herms surrounding him. "Plus, you're all gorgeous."
"Thanks! We can't wait to see what color your fur is," the light-green-furred otter said.
"I can't wait to see what your pussy tastes like," said the pinkish-furred otter as she ran a hand over the curve of her pregnant belly.
"And I want to know what your cock tastes like," the green-furred otter added.
Chris squirmed.
The orange furred one sat down next to Chris and put her paw on Chris's abdomen just below his belly button. "I bet you'll look beautiful all ottered up with a pregnant belly."
Tears beaded at the corners of Chris's eyes. "Thank you."
"Honestly, I bet we all think so." The yellow one smiled as the others nodded.
"Hey, hon, do you have a feminine name you want us to call you by? Knowing the sort of people they pick for this study, I'm guessing you've been carrying around your birth name a lot longer than you wanted to already." Peggy knelt down and ran her fingers through Chris's hair.
Tears spilled across Chris's temples as he thought for a moment. This was the most accepting space he'd ever been in and he just wanted to hug everyone and cry. The whiskers on his cheeks had grown almost an inch long and his nose felt tender, like it was changing. It wasn't enough. He wanted so much more. Damnit, he was still thinking of himself as a guy. He absolutely needed a new name. "I've always liked the name Ezri."
"Well, hello, Ezri. Nice to meet you." Peggy dried Chris's tears with the fur on the backs of her index fingers. "Are you okay if we keep going or do you need a moment?"
"I don't want to spend another minute human that I could spend as an otter mosaic." Chris, no, her name was now Ezri. She clenched her hands into fists, knowing she had to let go of who she'd been so she could be the girl she was supposed to be.
"We all understand that sentiment, so much," the orange otter said.
"Yeah! Let's do this!" the pink otter cheered.
"If you need me to get off your face, or anyone to stop what they're doing, just tap my thigh twice." Peggy straddled Ezri's face with her cock pointed toward Ezri's lower half. "Now, let me introduce you to my pussy."
As her vision became completely blotted out by Peggy's voluptuous rear end, she came up with quick nicknames for each of the otters whose names she didn't know. Orange, Green, Pink, and Yellow is how she was going to keep track of them. That's the only thought she managed to have before Peggy's plump pussy lips met her face.
Ezri could feel Peggy's clit pressing against her lower lip and Peggy's big balls dangling against her neck and throat. The tangy hibiscus flavor and the sensation of such a full pussy kissing her face got Ezri to shove her tongue inside. As her tongue started stirring up Peggy's insides and getting a delicious hint of watermelon flavor, Ezri felt Green's curious tongue on her prick. Soon Green had her muzzle around her shaft and was bobbing her head on it.
Peggy grabbed Ezri's wrists, bringing Ezri's hands to her hybrid cock. Every inch of Ezri's skin warmed up as she got Peggy's precum all over her hands. It was an incredible dick: well over a foot long and tapered near the tip with a medial ring and an uninflated knot that definitely got larger than her fists when it was fully engorged. The empty pang inside Ezri grew as she stroked Peggy's length. But this time that pang was coming along with the feeling of clenching and shifting inside her abdomen.
Two otters cuddled against Ezri's sides, grinding their dicks against her while nuzzling her shoulders and running their paw-padded hands over her belly and chest. With the size of the pregnant belly that was pressed up against her left side, Ezri knew Orange was there. Yellow was likely the one on her left. On her belly and chest, there were six sensitive areas, other than her existing nipples, that matched up with the eight-breasted arrangement she'd seen on all the other otter mosaics here. The thought of having so many tits made her moan and fidget.
She could hear, and feel the vibrations of Pink and Green jacking themselves off as they tended to her crotch. The one between Ezri's legs, probably Pink, spread Ezri's legs and lifted her balls before licking behind them.
Ezri moaned into Peggy's cunt, her hips bucking wildly. Peggy started riding her face more roughly, her own hips getting more animated. Ezri could feel Peggy's clit throbbing as her cock dripped pre all over Ezri's belly. Ezri's dick was giving Green plenty to drink down while it pulsed, her shaft stretching as it started to change.
Ezri's balls felt odd. There was this soft pinching sensation that was dragging on while Pink kept licking behind them. It didn't quite hurt, but it made Ezri squirm a bit. The whiskers on her face were fully developed and she could feel fur growing in around them, fur that was getting soaked by Peggy's snatch. Her nose flattened and her jaws pushed forwards, making it even easier to lick Peggy out. Pinching between her teeth made Ezri fidget in discomfort, but then the otter between her legs focused on a sensitive spot that was developing just behind her balls and pleasure overtook the pain. Ezri's balls finished splitting and her new pair of ovaries pushed against her groin from inside her sac.
"Oh! Yes! EZRIIII!" Peggy's voice broke into a chitter as she ground her mound against Ezri's forming muzzle.
Ezri licked up Peggy's ample girl cum as her muzzle lengthened even more. Peggy's passage milked Ezri's tongue, while she ground so hard against Ezri's muzzle that she spread her labia with Ezri's otter nose while her clit dug into Ezri's white-furred chin. Two, near-simultaneous thuds from inside Ezri's ballsac got Ezri to yelp into Peggy's quivering cunt.
As her new ovaries started moving up into her abdomen, Ezri could feel her insides tugging and pulling. It felt like a passage was developing, inch by inch. When Peggy pulled her crotch off of Ezri's muzzle and rolled to the side, Ezri watched as Pink put her pulsing dick right up against the area she'd been licking.
Ezri chittered in joyous surprise.
"Geez, girl, I love how badly you want to get pregnant!" Peggy kissed Ezri.
Pink's jizz christened Ezri's growing muff as her flesh parted and a mound started forming.
"Yes! More!" Ezri screamed, magenta fur sprouting on her neck, shoulder, and sides.
Feeling hot, sticky cum splashing against her brand new pussy got her whole body tingling. Ezri's opening wasn't fully formed yet, but Pink was able to get the tip of her cock inside. As she chittered and delivered her last two spurts of thick, hot jizz to Ezri's virgin tunnel, Ezri felt a powerful flood of pleasure overtake her. It was like getting caught by a giant wave in the middle of the ocean. Her inner walls convulsed while she saw stars and her cock spurted pre into Green's muzzle.
While she was cumming, the two otters against her sides jerked their hips erratically. Their cocks jumped, their knots swelled, their titties dragged against Ezri's arms, and their balls pulled up against their groins, pressing firmly against her thighs. Then, nice warm spooge splattered all over Ezri's sides as their cocks went off. Feeling the cum soak into her fur, as those dicks pulsed against her,caused a second orgasm to stack right on top of the first one.
Feeling her pussy cum for the first time brought happy tears to her eyes. These orgasms lasted a lot longer and were not quite as sharp as the ones that her dick had.
"Ezri, I know that I mentioned riding your cock while it changed, but since you're growing your pussy already, I thought I'd ask. Do you want me to be the one to knot you and potentially knock you up?" Peggy looked into Ezri's eyes as she spoke and stroked the light magenta fur that had grown in on Ezri's cheeks.
Ezri nodded shyly, feeling her pussy twitch as she did so.
"Okay, girls, get out of the way for a sec." Peggy motioned for them to give her and Ezri some space. "It's time for Peggy to get her preggy!"
Green and Orange put their heads in their hands while Ezri, Yellow, and Pink giggled.
"Roll on your side, it's time to make a herm otter sandwich." Peggy made a little circular motion with her right index finger.
Ezri rolled onto her side, her heart pounding. She could see her light blue otter nose at the end of her muzzle, the dark purple fur on the top of her muzzle and the white fur on the sides of it. That white fur was spreading down the center of her neck toward her chest and there was light magenta fur coming in on the sides of her neck and cheeks.
Her tailbone ached a bit while her snatch was twitching as it deepened. The tension in her ball sac was heightening because her balls were getting heavier. The Tail Virus was hitting her full force now and she couldn't wait to see what other changes were in store for her, or what it felt like to be in a herm sandwich.
"Dibs on Ezri's dick!" Green called out as she lay down on her side in front of Ezri.
Pink scoffed. "Damnit!"
"You can have mine." Green grinned.
"That works for me!" Pink giggled.
"Wanna lick the cream filling out of my pussy?" Yellow smiled at Ezri.
"When you put it like that, I can't say no." Ezri blushed at being so openly lewd.
"Good girl!" Yellow moved up near Ezri's head.
"I'm gonna take a breather, but I'm sure I'll find something to do soon enough." Orange sat near Yellow and massaged her uppermost set of tits.
"Yeah, lugging that belly around has to be tiring," Green said as she lined herself up with Ezri's cock.
"Oh, it is, but I do it gladly. Can't wait to have my little one in my arms." Orange rubbed her pregnant belly, a warm smile on her muzzle.
"Aww, that's so sweet." Ezri gasped as Green's slit parted for her cock tip. Her inner walls were more muscular than any Ezri had ever experienced and her prick was being buffeted by waves of contractions as she entered.
"Mmm! I'm gonna love feeling you change inside me." Green shoved her well-used cunt all the way onto Ezri's prick easily.
Then her pussy tugged on Ezri's dick, getting Ezri to gasp.
Pink got in front of Green and started working Green's half-hard dick into herself.
Ezri moaned sharply as Peggy gently pushed her tapered tip into Ezri's snatch. Every inch Peggy added felt like the most Ezri could take, but Ezri's passage was quickly changing, getting ready for huge, Tail-Virus-enhanced pricks. Reverberations of pleasure were spreading out to every nook and cranny of her form. She could feel a slight flare at the end of Peggy's shaft that made the taper even more stimulating as it entered. Ezri's passage was stretching across that taper only to be stretched even wider immediately after due to Peggy's shaft being thicker than Ezri's wrist.
It was comforting to have someone inside her this way. The deeper Peggy got, the more joy Ezri felt. She could feel every pulse of Peggy's cock, every little twitch as it entered. Most of the sensation was concentrated right where Peggy's dick was entering, but there was definitely some more farther in. Feeling Peggy's dick slide across her labia was fantastically pleasurable while feeling her get in deep was extremely satisfying.
"Oh, Peggy, wow!" Ezri wanted to be more articulate, but having over half of Peggy's thick prick buried in her was making it hard to think about much other than being bred.
"Feels incredible having a pussy, doesn't it?" Peggy slid another inch of her dick into Ezri while running her right, paw-padded and webbed hand, over Ezri's front.
"Yes! So good!" Ezri squirmed, feeling six sensitive nubs rub against Peggy's exploring hand. "And--NGH!--I'm getting so many breasts!"
"Oooh! I wanna see." Orange came over and got behind Peggy before running her hands over Ezri's chest and belly.
As Ezri felt new, squishy flesh developing under their exploring hands and her nipples were increasing in sensitivity and size. Her uppermost tits were growing the fastest. She lost track of all of that for a moment because her tailbone started to ache. A prickly static developed throughout her tailbone as it stretched longer, new vertebrae forming at the base, one by one. Her skin was pulled taut as the tip of her tail poked against Peggy's groin.
Before the tension got too uncomfortable, fur grew in on the emerging tail. Peggy grabbed it and pulled it up from between them so the end could lay against her hip. It just kept getting longer and thicker from there.
"I have something tasty for you." Yellow grinned at Ezri as she pulled a finger out of her snatch. It was covered in Orange's jizz.
"Ngh! I want it!" Ezri felt like most of her embarrassment about sex was being overridden by all the pleasure she was feeling. It felt right; so freeing.
Yellow lifted her balls and scooted so her legs were on either side of Ezri's head. As Yellow's pussy met Ezri's lips, Ezri shoved her tongue into Yellow's cream-filled passage and delighted at the tangy, melony flavor of Yellow's nectar mixed with the savory and salty flavor of Orange's load. A loud chitter came from Yellow as her inner walls clenched around Ezri's tongue. The moment the clenching stopped, Ezri shoved her tongue deeper, drinking down as much of the deliciousness as she could.
Green started rocking her hips between Ezri and Pink, stuffing Pink and then slamming back against Ezri's groin. Ezri's cock was feeling tight, like it was getting even harder. It was happening in pulses along with her heartbeat and she could feel her prick stretching Green's passage wider with each pulse. The outer edge of the flattening head of her dick was getting little sensitive nubs as she grew a flare. About two thirds down her shaft, a ring was developing that was also quite sensitive.
As all eight of her tits came in, her balls got bigger too, making her blush as she thought about being as hung as all the other otters she was surrounded by. Fur was filling in on her front and Orange and Peggy's hands were petting it along with her breasts. The bigger her boobs got, the better they felt as they were squeezed and toyed with. Even the lightest touch to her new, blossoming nipples could make her squeak and squirm. Her tail, which was now over a foot long, flopped around against Peggy's side.
Peggy grunted as she worked her medial ring into Ezri's waiting passage. The sheer size of Peggy's shaft got Ezri's clit to get flicked by the medial ring as it entered. Her whole pussy started to undulate as a powerful wave of bliss washed through her. There was more depth to this orgasm, both figuratively and literally.
"Hooh! OH! Eee! Ee! EEHEHEHEEE!" Ezri's passionate cries broke into an otter chitter while her hips danced erratically. She could feel her vaginal walls reaching further in as her womb opened up.
"Ngh! Fuck, you're hot!" Peggy kept pressing her shaft in, her uninflated knot stretching Ezri's opening. She was being gentle, but insistent.
Ezri's breasts grew and her whole body took on a more feminine shape as she came. Thick otter fur filled in patches that had been bare. Her dick swelled inside Green as Green rode her even harder. She could feel her huge balls and prick getting ready to fill Green. As her medial ring finished forming, she felt a powerful tingling at the base of her shaft as her knot came into being.
Just as Ezri's first full vaginal orgasm ended, she resumed using her tongue on Yellow's teardrop-shaped mound. Another orgasm was building inside Ezri as her instincts were stirred up by pressure from Peggy's knot. The closer it got to going in, the more she was consumed by the thought of getting pregnant. She'd felt the need so many times before, but never fully recognized it for what it was.
The weight on Ezri's front was now enough that all of her tits were bouncing wildly as she got railed by Peggy. Ezri's balls felt so big and full and she was now as wildly hung as the rest of these girls, complete with a nice big knot. Green's moans were sounding a lot like the ones Ezri had made before she came, so Ezri made a point to grab Green's second set of tits and squeeze as she thrust her uninflated knot in and pulled it back out. This made her shove back even harder against Peggy and she felt the unbelievable sensation of Peggy's half-inflated knot pop in and out of her.
Peggy went into a frenzy, picking up the pace dramatically as Ezri did the same. Ezri was panting against Yellow's slit while licking as best she could. Yellow was grinding her clit against Ezri's chin and Ezri could feel Yellow's big balls rubbing against the underside of her chin. Ezri's knot was having trouble getting in and out of Green while Peggy was having the same problem with Ezri.
As Ezri's tail reached three feet long, she was a herm otter just like the rest of the ones in this habitat and she could've sworn she'd lost several inches of height in the horny madness that was going on. It may have been because so much of her mass had been reallocated to new parts she'd gotten. She didn't think about it beyond that, though, because the brief moment of clarity those thoughts had needed to exist, collapsed as Peggy's knot struggled to enter one last time.
"KNOT ME! KNOCK ME UP!" Ezri cried out before slipping her tongue into Yellow's cooch again and thrusting backwards.
"You're going to be SO PREGNANT!" Peggy slammed her knot inside as her flare flared and her knot locked them together.
Ezri felt like she'd jumped off a roof, riding a giant pogo stick. As Peggy's shaft leapt inside Ezri's depths, Ezri felt like she was in freefall. But then, thick ropes of jizz splashed against her inner walls and she felt like she'd taken flight. It was both joyous and exhilarating. She knew there was no going back. The thought brought tears to her eyes as she chittered in ecstasy.
Green jammed Ezri's knot inside herself and then grabbed Pink and knotted her. Yelping as she went off both ways, Green became a moaning, twitching mess.
Feeling Green's cunt milk her shaft, Ezri's breath caught in her throat. Her shaft pulsed, flooding Green's depths with her seed while her knot held it all inside. The orgasm from her pussy collided with the one from her cock. She screeched and thrashed, in so much pleasure that she had no idea what she was doing. She felt like she'd gone insane, lost all touch with the world except the immense pleasure she was feeling in this moment.
Peggy grunted and groaned as she let loose a titanic load inside Ezri. She made little thrusts with each gush of her cum, her hands gripping Ezri's third set of tits the entire time.
When Ezri finally had a sense of the world again, she was feeling how much she'd rounded Green's belly with one hand while feeling her own belly with the other. Happy tears streamed from her eyes as she groped her cum-plumpened belly, thinking about the new life she'd have in there soon.
"Hey, Ezri, that was pretty amazing, wasn't it?" Peggy nuzzled Ezri's shoulder.
"It was wonderful." Ezri's eyes widened as she noticed her much higher and girlier voice. "I just feel a bit irresponsible because I don't think I'm going to be able to stop myself from becoming a mom. I don't have my life sorted out right now. I'm in the middle of school and don't have a career or anything yet."
"Oh, don't worry about that. Lots of us are locals and, as I was mentioning before, we've made a pact to help each other all raise little ones. We want the otter commune we have in here to exist outside this place too. We're going to look out for each other and our children." Peggy sighed. " None of us felt fully ready to be a mom when all this started, after all."
"Oh wow. That really puts me at ease." Ezri ran her paw-padded hand through her belly fur, feeling a bit of pinching between her fingers as the tail virus added one final touch: otter webbing on her hands and feet.
"Yeah! By the time you're released, you'll have fucked enough of us that you'll have plenty of friends to co-mom with, guaranteed." Peggy laughed. "Herm otter orgies are great for making friends, it turns out."
Ezri's laugh became a chitter. "I'll admit, I don't think I'm sated yet."
"How about after I'm able to pull out my knot, you take a crack at trying to get me pregnant?" Peggy nipped one of Ezri's round, otter ears.
"That sounds perfect!" Ezri grinned.
"Before then, could you finish what you started?" Yellow asked, poking Ezri's chin with her big clit.
Ezri nuzzled and licked at Yellow's pussy, feeling more like herself than ever before.
THE END
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