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Anthro Sex Squad Story 3 - Oaky's Story

By Killenor

Arc 1 - Origins

Chapter 10

When Myco awoke the next day, the last thing he expected was to see Sassafras returned to her former appearance. After the haze cleared from his vision he practically leaped from his sleeping pillow in surprise to find the old, wizened face of the female to whom he had spent the previous night "making love" as she called it. At his croak of astonishment, Sassafras stirred, opening one large rheumy golden eye.

"Wha... what?" she sighed sleepily.

"Why are you old again?! What manner of magicks are these?!" Myco exclaimed, still trying to comprehend how he could have mated half a dozen times with this ancient skin-and-bones female.

"Of course I am old," Sassafras sighed, "You still have quite a lot to learn about the way things work... but don't worry, I am an excellent teacher."

"I... I just don't know what I expected." Myco admitted, calming himself.

"I see. You expected me to remain young and beautiful for you." the aged councilwoman said flatly, "So let me ask you. What would become of me if I suddenly went traipsing about the settlement looking like I just lost my tail, ey? How am I to explain to the council and the rest of our folk how I suddenly dropped thirty years and NOT have to SHARE it with them?!"

As Myco sputtered apologetic non-sense, Sassafras decided that the best way to end this line of conversation was just to indulge him and be done with it.

"It's like this. That slime you surely saw me pour on myself? It is a substance infused with otherworldly magicks. I do quite a lot to get it and there is no way I'm letting the secret go. The single catch is that it only works until the sun breaks the horizon... why something so arbitrary, I don't know... but while it works, I will keep using it."

Irritably, she got up and drew a robe around her naked, wrinkled frame. Each arthritic movement reminded her why she both envied and tried to ignore the young.

"Get yourself ready," she said coldly, hating to be reminded of her advanced years, "If you're going to make it in council, you are going to have to pass yourself off as my assistant. That means you have to impress the other elders and show up the other assistants. Just stick close to me, keep your mouth shut, and remember that no matter how much you think you have to lose... you're still underestimating."

***

"Winky?!" Oaky called from out in the water, "are you sure you won't come in? We're about to get started!"

"I told you earlier, I can't swim!" Winky yelled back, "I'll be fine just watching! It's what I do best at any rate!"

"We could come to the shallows if you want to join us!" Ermana chimed in.

"I don't much like to be touched either!" Winky stated bluntly.

With that they were quiet and turned to their kisses. Just as well, Winky thought, the view was beautiful, the shade and breeze was plentiful, and he was just starting to feel a bit peckish. Sighing at the warm thoughts of the near future, he cast his gaze about the scene.

It was a beautiful lake, out in its own clearing. A unusual set of geological processes had conspired to cause the lake to be constantly filled by an underground river and drained by a series of streams that spidered their way away from it. This strange occurrence caused there to be very few sloping banks, leaving nearly the whole perimeter surrounded by massive and drooping willows that grew along the edges.

Dragonflies of brilliant gem-tone reds, greens, blues and purples, some larger than Winky's hand, darted through the branches, snatching at the nearly invisible gnats that made the side-pools their breeding grounds. The underground waters ensured not only that the temperature of the water was nearly constant no matter the weather, but the force of them created a flow that kept the water much clearer than one might expect a lake to be.

And finally, right out in the open, swam a naked human and toad. Such boundaries between the civil-folk of the wild-lands and the city-dwelling humans rarely ever became so broken. What passion they had as they cast aside such deep seated prejudices. Watching them was just so... right, so... hot, thought Winky as he slipped his unfastened leather breastplate over his head.

Meanwhile, in the water, the show was just beginning. Amidst a round of heavy petting and deep tongue kissing, Ermana was formulating her plan to impress Oaky more than ever before. Considering carefully how she would proceed, Ermana drew upon the magicks within her. She knew what Oaky wanted more dearly than anything and she knew she was the one to give it to him.

Something was quite odd here, Ermana noticed immediately. This place seemed to have an energy all its own. However, this was unlike many of the areas she had ever encountered. It seemed to have an abundance of this energy and nothing to expend it upon. It was there for the taking, comforting, and exceptionally stimulating. No matter, she needed to focus now. This was her big opportunity.

The first thing she had to do was adjust her overall size. Oaky, as robust as he seemed, was still only the size of a child to her, only a little more than half her height at his best. As her magicks flowed through her body, she focused on reducing herself as evenly as possible. Only a slight error in judgment could leave her mis-proportioned until she could correct for it or until her magicks wore off. The change was definitely not lost upon Oaky, though thankfully he seemed willing to go along wordlessly with the alteration.

Next, she guessed, was to re-work some major extremities. While Oaky had somewhat stubby arms with only four soft fingers, his legs, and especially feet, were quite long and powerful. She tried her best to copy Oaky's body and trusted in her femininity to do the rest. The whole process was rather unsurprising, feeling like nothing more than stretching or contracting muscles... well except for the whole 'losing a finger' thing. Even then it was only a minor disturbance.

Finally the minute toad-like features over-rode her human ones. In less than a minute her hair had vanished, bumps and patterns blossomed across her skin, and with a final itching sensation, her ears and eyes warped and shifted into their new positions. The best part she always saved for the very last, a pleasantly electric sensation as her genitals reoriented themselves. For a moment she could barely stay afloat, in awe of the curious, but not unpleasant sensation of her vaginal slit rotating to the side as her favorite place was rearranged entirely.

Oaky's eyes had never left his new lover's shifting form the entire time this process took place. It was at once a fascinating, thrilling, horrifying, and philosophically baffling experience to be sure. Now he looked upon a female toad... just his size and practically a mirror image from himself, but undoubtedly female... where just two minutes before had swam a tall, lithe human woman. Once the shock finally wore off, there was just one thing left to be said, albeit between genuine peals of laughter.

"Ye gods... I suppose I really am ugly after all."

Ermana was slightly taken aback, "What? Where did I go wrong?" she demanded with genuine concern.

"Nothing, nothing," Oaky laughed, "It's just that... it's so obvious that you used me as your best guess. I'm... I didn't want to believe it when everyone else told me."

Ermana giggled, finding his laughter more infectious than insulting. "Well I figure I did alright for my first try. Why not tell me what you would prefer. Let's make your fantasy a reality."

"Um... well..." Oaky wavered as he let his mind go to the most beautiful female he could think of, one which related to no other toad for her beauty, "I would have to say that you need to be bigger, females are always bigger than males... well normally. I'd say at least a whole tongue length taller. Definitely wider too, a nice round body on top of two shapely, muscular legs..."

Summoning her will once again, and inwardly hoping that the magicks she was tapping for her transformation would last long enough, Ermana took to shaping herself to Oaky's desires. Just getting the bumps right was almost an exercise in frustration. But at long last it was done. Her face now resembling something belonging in the night sky. Though she had her trepidations, Oaky reassured her that it was a very beautiful face after all. Surpisingly, Oaky seemed to have an almost preternatural knack for directing form, like he knew just what he wanted her to be.

He still seemed small, Ermana mused as she embraced her lover in her new shorter arms, even though he had been much shorter before. This she attributed to being much wider than he was, whereas before he had been just about as wide as she was. Kissing was a bit of a learning experience in this shape, but once she remembered how Oaky had shown her before things went quite a bit more smoothly.

With little warning Oaky repositioned himself so that his legs slipped easily between Ermana's. Thanks to his remarkable guidance on the female toad form, Ermana found that this was indeed a very pleasurable way to couple while swimming. Her new sideway opening had seemed strange at first, but as Oaky moved into position and rubbed his cloaca against hers, she knew it was just right for the form she wore.

"Mmmm, you've thought about this a lot haven't you?" Ermana moaned in her new, 'croakier' voice.

"It's everything I could have hoped," Oaky cried as he put all his energy into their pleasure, "you, the most beautiful toad that could be and me! A dream brought to truth!"

No more words were needed. Luckily they could not bring themselves to focus on any more. Oaky lead his dream mate in an oblique dance of joy and passion, pouring all his pent up lusts into making her feel wonderful.

Ermana was nearly lost in wonderment. Oaky's silky smooth hands kneaded her new glands at the back of her neck even as his tongue played across hers and their loins rubbed together in wonderful tribadism. She was inwardly amazed how similar the glands felt to the massaging of breasts. The only thing missing, she mused, was a nice sensitive nipple to top the whole thing off. So to was the tonguing, the exact same feelings in kissing, but without the potential hazards of teeth.

Lost in the moments of gratification, neither of the two lovers fully noticed how the water around them was stirring. Had they been paying attention to anything but each other, they would no doubt have recognized the feeling of other hands in their midst. To them, it was simply the currents pushing them on to some truly intense sex.

Never had Ermana felt such vigorous thrusting upon her nether regions, yet somehow this little toad was outstripping every other woman lover she had ever known. So too was Oaky amazed, having never felt a female in water before. He felt that if he slowed or relaxed for even a moment, Ermana would surely push him right out of the pond. All he could concentrate on was the motion and how truly spectacular it all felt.

Back on the edge of the lake, Winky let his soul drink in the energies that his new friends were throwing off with abandon. What amazed him more, he thought between firm strokes of his own hemipenes, was how readily it was all flowing from them. What he had felt before when they were in the tent was nothing compared to this!

Never did his eye wander from the two, mating furiously in the water. If he didn't know better, he might have sworn there must be at least three people in that lake and not the two who frothed the waters around them. An almost impossibly wide (for anyone but a snake of course) smile curled across his features at these thoughts. His hands moved even faster, enjoying the sensation he took in feasting upon the eroticka of others. He would definitely have to keep these two around.

Out in the water, both Ermana and Oaky felt their climaxes approaching, rushing toward them as surely as the deep ripples they made rushed away from them. Having nothing to grip onto but each other, they pushed onward in tense, vinegary thrusts. Something kept them at bay somehow, not for long but just long enough that they would finish together. As one, two long, toady croaks split the relative silence of the lake as their mating fluids gushed from them to mingle in the water.

Their skins reacted, drinking in the moisture all around them to replenish the huge loss as their bodies cast their seed into the lake. Shuddering, all they could do was hold on to each other as jet after jet of fluids shot from their cloacae.

Winky jumped in surprise just as he felt the waves of orgasmic energy break across him. Blinking harshly, his own orgasm all but forgotten, he reached a hand up to rub his only eye. For a moment, he could have sworn he saw a third figure leap away just upon the surface of the water as the pair had cum.

Surely he must have imagined it. The figure he saw looked nothing more like the head and shoulders of a young woman, similar in build to an elf or brownie. But no, it was as transparent as the water itself... no such creature existed, he thought.

But as he scanned the waters, thinking it in vain that he spot this being again, he noticed a streamer of ripples approaching the pair again. Yes, he thought, it was definitely approaching, looking like nothing but a head of hair pretending to be ripples. But ripples never moved straight toward their source.

"ERMANA! OAKY! IT IS TIME TO LEAVE!" Winky shouted at the very top of his lungs, "YOU NEED TO GET OUT NOW!"

The pair, dizzy from the eruption of pleasure they had just experienced, turned to search for their friend. They saw him, naked and gesturing wildly for their attention upon the edge of the lake where they had left him.

"HURRY YOURSELVES! YOU NEED TO COME OUT!" Winky yelled as he saw the ripple-head drawing near.

Uncertain of the panic, but spurred into action, Oaky and Ermana broke into the fastest swim they could manage. Winky could only stand close, ready to help his friends out as soon as they reached the bank.

It was Ermana's greater size and powerful build, just as Oaky had described in the perfect female, which allowed her to reach the edge first. With a powerful thrust, she practically leapt from the water to grab Winky's outstretched hand and be pulled from the lake. Oaky swam with all his might, but still fell behind a short distance. Just tongue-lengths from the edge, where Ermana and Winky's hands reached for him, he felt the incredible grip of the very water itself take his ankles and pull him under.