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Preview - The Tails of Graduation - Part 1 by Zmeydros (edited by Tiliquain and Journeymanic)

Our high school library was huge! I always felt like a time traveler whenever I entered it because nothing in it had changed since the eighties. Yellow-stained wood, beige blow-molded plastic, and comforting rounded corners were everywhere. It wouldn't have surprised me if the shelves, books, chairs, tables, and fluorescent lamps were all still original from when Guthrie Oxford Jr. the third, or whatever his name was, donated the money to build it. I didn't mind the look, really. Everything was so eighties that I'd been able to film a throwback infomercial for one of my pre-college film classes in it.

However, the best thing from the MTV era wasn't the retro decor, it was Linnette. Our resident librarian was a cute yet elegant film buff. Today, her simple white top was being accompanied by a wavy leaf-green cardigan that looked like something a French indie film actress would wear to the Cannes Film Festival. Linette had helped me get my hands on films from every era of cinematic history and taught me to embrace my curves and not diet myself into a coma. I owed her a lot and that's why, with graduation just around the corner, I was about to give her a gift.

Looking up from the bizarre half-circle of desk she worked at, she said, "Good afternoon, Bianca!"

"Good afternoon to you too!" I spread my arms to offer a hug.

Staying behind her desk, she said, "Sorry dear, I've got chills and I don't want you to catch whatever's brewing."

"Are you coughing or sneezing?" I asked.

"No, actually," she furrowed her brow.

"Well, then I declare you huggable." I spoke in a thick British accent and stared down my nose at her to feign royal authority.

With a chuckle, she got out from behind her desk and circled around the front so she could give me a squeeze. Her tummy was as soft as her bosom which made for a soothing embrace as I hugged back.

Pulling out of the hug, I said, "You got any plans for this weekend?"

"It's gonna be a mess since my sister wants to see the canal museum and some other stuff before she heads back to Vermont on Saturday. And on Sunday, I'm helping out at the parrot shelter in the afternoon and then going to a friend's barbecue party. How's your Wednesday night looking? You got one last film you want to see before graduation?" She leaned on the waist-high ledge of the desk where students set their books as they asked her questions.

"Wednesday night works fine. And I got two films actually. My dad bought 'Un Chien Andalou' and 'L'Age d'Or' off my wishlist as a graduation present!" I bounced excitedly.

"Wait, is that two of the early films Salvador Dali made?"

I nodded. "He teamed up with Luis Buñuel to make both. Two surrealists working on both films. Expect a wild ride."

"I'm terrible, I always forget that Buñuel was involved in Dali's early film work. Dali's star power obscured so many of the people he worked with..." She shrugged. "But that's a conversation for another day."

"I'm going to use them as editing references for my Huntwell Film Society Scholarship. They said I could pick any era of film to model my 'This is what college means to me' short film and I'm aiming for 1930."

"Oooh, right during the rise of talkies. I think that's a marvelous choice," she cooed.

"It might be my favorite era..." I squeezed the oblong box that her present was in, waiting for the right moment to give it to her. "Love your outfit, by the way."

She shook her head. "Nonsense, I look like a gooey lettuce-wrapped mozzarella stick."

"Hey, no bad mouthing your curves!" I scolded playfully.

She laughed. "You've got to allow me some self-deprecation. It's how I cope with being single and almost forty."

"You know, after I graduate, you could move to a bigger city and find someone worth your time."

"Hmm, you know what? You're right. I've been at this for over a decade and I'm due for better pay anyway."

"That's the spirit!" I brought the shiny light blue box in my left hand to my front and used my other hand to start recording with my smartphone. "I know I didn't have to, but I got you something."

"What? You're giving me a graduation gift? That's not how graduation gifts work. You're the one graduating." She took it from my hand. "It better not be expensive."

"It's a going away present. After all you've done for me, it's the least I could do," I said.

"But you're not going away yet." She found the end of one of the loops of the silver bow that was keeping the box shut and pulled. "We still have another week."

"If I gave them to you when I left, I wouldn't get to see you enjoy them." I held the phone close to the box so the viewer would get a larger sense of discovery when it was opened.

She pulled the top of the box off to reveal the silver glasses case inside. "Glasses? Am I really that old?"

"You're going to ruin your back leaning over your laptop all day. My dad just had to get reading glasses and he's only a few years older than you."

I pointed the phone at her face to catch her expression as she opened the glasses case.

"Well, okay, I admit I'm having to squint a lot." When she opened the box, her eyes widened as she got this perfect open-mouthed surprised smile. "Oh! They're lovely!"

"Try them on!" I said.

Setting the shiny half-moon-shaped reading glasses on her nose, she said, "How do I look?"

I laughed. "I don't think you're supposed to wear them like spectacles. You need to slide them down your nose a bit so you can look through them when you're looking down at a book or a screen."

"Are you trying to make me look like a stereotypical librarian? Am I going to be a character in one of your short films?" she chided. The light metallic-blue frames of her new glasses glittered in the light as she pulled them down her nose. They were perfect!

"It's a good look!" I protested.

She sighed and then looked at the floor with a sentimental frown on her face.

"Something wrong?" I stopped recording because I got the feeling she was about to say something personal.

"It's just." She poked at a rut in the carpet with one of her bright white sneakers. "Two years ago, before you showed up, I was still torn up over my brother's death and had isolated myself from everyone I knew. Then you arrived in this library asking about films I'd never heard of and, I don't know, actually cared that I was a real live person? I don't think you realize how you opened me up to the world again. And I just realized I never really thanked you for that." Looking into my eyes, she said, "Thank you, Bianca, you are an absolute treasure."

Hugging her, I said, "Having to restart senior year was worth meeting you."

After setting the box for her glasses on the desk, she hugged me back. "Aww, I still think your old school shouldn't have expelled you and your friends for that prank, but--WHOOOA!" She nearly lost her balance.

I tightened our hug to steady her. "What was that?"

"A hot flash?" She let go of me and started taking off her cardigan. "It's not going away, so maybe it's not a hot flash? Can fevers be instant?"

Giving her room, I said, "I don't know, maybe we should get you--"

"Oh dear!" She turned away from me and gripped the desk to hold herself steady.

Something was pushing the waist of her jeans away from her back. My heart started pounding. How had she gotten the Tail Virus? Sure, it was the most contagious and unstoppable thing to ever afflict mankind, but it was sexually transmitted and Linnette often complained about how she wasn't getting any action. I was happy she'd finally got some, but sad she'd gotten this affliction.

"Linny, you're getting a tail!" I said a bit too excitedly as I aimed the camera at the action and started recording again. Never had I dreamed I'd get a real live transformation on film.

"Gah! It's kinked!" She grimaced.

Setting my phone down on the desk, I grabbed the waist of her jeans with one hand and fished out her growing red-scaled tail with the other. Then I grabbed my phone and made sure I got a good angle on it.

"Of all people, why me? Like I needed things to get more complicated right at the end of the semester." She sighed. "And I liked my clothes! Now I'm going to have to get all my pants altered to have tail holes."

"At least it's gorgeous! Every scale is like a little red gem." I panned the phone across her foot-long tail so the sunlight coming in through the wide windows up on the wall made the scales twinkle. "I can't believe I'm getting this on video!"

She looked behind her and her tail curled, still gaining inches. "Damn it!"

"Sorry, do you want me to stop recording?" I asked.

"No, I'll probably want to watch it later--AAAH!" Wincing, she leaned over the desk.

My heart lurched in my chest. "Are you okay?"

"I'm too okay, FUCK this feels good!" She arched her back.

I'd never heard her say the f-word and something about the way she said it made me blush. Blinking and unsure what to do other than keep recording, I watched her tail reach two feet long. The whole time she was making gasps and soft moans that worsened my blush. At least she was enjoying it! That had to be good, right?

The truth was, I didn't know how to react. Things felt too intimate, like I was spying on her while she was looking at porn or something.

"Oh wow!" She spread her legs as her tail reached two and a half feet long. The scales on the underside were a nice shade of mauve that went perfectly with the red scales elsewhere. "Hngh!"

"Are you in any pain?" I asked while ignoring the tingle in my nipples from hearing her enjoy her changes so much. Watching women or men orgasm was the only type of porn that did anything for me. I'd never heard anyone who sounded quite like her and was a bit worried. She was gasping and groaning and making low sounds far more than I was used to.

"No," she shook her head and then her eyes went wide. "Wait! Okay, that smarts a bit. Can you--" She grimaced. "--look between my legs? At my right pant leg?"

I kneeled on the coarse blue rug with retro yellow and black geometric shapes in it so I could get a better look. There was something trapped between Linnette's inner thigh and her jeans, something cylindrical and lengthening. Something that surely didn't belong on her. I gawked at the shape, my brain completely shutting down for a moment as I tried to believe what I was seeing. After five seconds that felt like five years, I finally decided that this was indeed reality. I swallowed nervously as I tried to find a gentle way to break it to her.

Well," I croaked, "umm, I think you've got a hermaphrodite-causing strain of the Tail Virus?" Hearing them out loud, I decided those were probably not the words I should have picked.

"What?! I'm getting a cock?!" she cried out.

"Y-yeah." I felt guilty now, recording each inch of her new prick as it made a longer and longer bump down her pant leg. But I couldn't stop, the composition was perfect: an unseen object taking up more and more room, transforming the play of light and shadow. Something life-changing, but hidden from view.

"Ow ow ow!" Scrambling to unbutton her jeans, Linnette said, "It's pinching so bad!"

As she pulled her pants down, I kept recording while feeling stuck between not wanting to have a recording of my best friend's body sans clothing and wanting to catch her transformation on film. I was blushing with my eyes so wide my face hurt. The base of Linnette's tail fit in nicely between her two round ass cheeks. I thought it would look odd as a part of her, but I liked all three feet of it. My attention was brought away from her tail when she dropped her pants to the floor.

Against Linnette's leg was a thick eight-inch barbed dark purple cock with ridges that went well with her dragon-like tail. Her prick looked downright mythical and my mind was treating it more like a fantasy dildo than something that was attached to her. What made it all too real was that it was gaining girth every time it throbbed. This had me panting in shock. I'd never been in a situation like this. I couldn't tell if I was turned on, disgusted, or experiencing the thrill one gets from staring into the unknown. Wonder and panic were balled up in me so tight I felt like doubling over.

"Fucking fuck! They're slicing my dick off!" Linnette's prick was trapped between the edge of her right panty leg hole and her thigh. Her panties had caught on one of her cock barbs.

Her cry for help cut through my panic and I set my phone down as I realized what needed to be done. "Turn around."

Clumsily, and with a groan, she got herself turned around and put her palms on the desktop to support some of her weight.

Taking deep breaths so I didn't freak out, I reached for her cock with my left hand and her panties with my right. Holding her shaft against her thigh, I guided her panties over the semi-soft dragon barbs along the side of her length. The whole time she was writhing and moaning like she was in heat.

No matter whose moans I heard, they always got me wet, and this was no exception.

I bit my lip as I finally freed her new anatomy. Just below it was a scaly sac hadn't been filled with testes yet. I wanted to touch it to see what it felt like, but I was frozen in place by shock and secondhand embarrassment for Linette. And yet I couldn't get myself to let go of her dick. It was pulsing, warm and so dang hard. Such a pleasing object to have in my hand. A solid sensory anchor in my state of overwhelm. Attempting to stand only got my legs shaking and my breath rasping. My stomach tickled with an anxiousness that nearly had me mewling like she was, and I didn't have the excuse of a foot-long dragon cock leaking precum on the floor!

"Bianca, you better move!" Linnette warned as a knot at the base of her shaft swelled. She was making tiny thrusts into my grasp and kept trying to say more but was whimpering in delight too often to be understood. She was immobilized simply by my hand grasping her throbbing new flesh.

"Oh wow!" I stammered as I grabbed my phone and focused on what was happening to her scaly sac. My curiosity was finally crowding out my nervousness, and I could see two orbs pushing into it as she made orgasmic sounds. They were big orbs and because my attention was on them, her cock scared the daylights out of me when it jumped out of my hand.

"No! NoOOOHHHH!" Linnette cried as her apricot-sized balls dropped fully into their sac and her spunk hit me right in the nose.

Immediately, I closed my mouth and guarded my face with my left hand hoping that would keep me from getting any of her virulent cum inside myself. There was nothing that could be done about protecting my face, however. Her first spurt had caked so much white goop on me that I could feel it dripping off my chin.

As she continued to coat me in jizz, her new dragon claws tore through her white sneakers making an awful ripping sound. I had no idea if I was recording it all, but my right hand was still holding my phone. After her fourth shot, she managed to aim away from me and her last two shots hit the metal leg of a nearby study table hard enough to make it ring. I held my hand in front of my face while smelling the rising bread dough and raw egg scent of her mess so strongly that my eyes were watering. There was another scent laced in it, something like brand new leather, that made me shiver from the top of my spine to the tip of my clit.

Falling onto my ass, I felt the same as I did the first time I tried out the high dive: like a useless bundle of nerves. And I was sopping wet between my legs with no explanation as to why.

Suddenly, there was a tissue being shoved against my face. I put my hands up to push Linnette away only to stop when I realized she was trying to clean me off. That wiping caused the taste of her cream to seep into my mouth...{That's it for the preview. To see Bianca's TF into an equine-dragon herm, her try to control her libido after she transforms, and find out what happens between her and Linnette Click here to become a patron and read all seven parts of The Tails of Graduation.}

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