FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

(F&M tf Wolf, Hybrid, Merge)

Joyce held down the picture she clipped from the newspaper for Lobo to see. "See? That is why I had to brush your fur. Now I have a picture of us, and don't you look handsome~?"

Lobo tilted his head, let out a huff, and then walked to the other side of the room to plop down in a beam of sunlight from the window. Lobo is a grey wolf... so substantially larger and more feral than a house pet typically is. And frankly; illegal to own within the city in most circumstances.

Theodore walked into the room, looking rather well dressed. "Are you ready Joy?" She let out a grumbling sigh and Theo just smiled sympathetically. "This is the last one."

She grabbed her handbag and scoot across the room to him. "How many different places are going to interview me? They all ask the same questions too... just, copy and paste what the other news outlets are already reporting. It is not like my answers are going to suddenly change..." She glanced back to Lobo. "Be good while I am out, okay?" Lobo did not even open his eyes, he just let out another huff in reply.

Joyce is very lucky to be alive, you see. Two months ago she was on a plane ride about to visit another branch of her work as an ambassador of her own branch. Theodore was already sad to have to see her go for a full week, they already have often clashing work schedules making it difficult to plan outings normally. Due to some turbulent weather and the smaller size of the plane- the pilot decided not to risk it and took a longer route around to their location... not realizing that normal flight paths avoid the area because there are wyvern nests in the cliffs. Wyverns are the dumbest of the dragonids, but even they are still smart enough to know a plane is made of metal and cannot be eaten, so they did not attack the plane. Two wyvern were attacking each other mid-air over a chunk of a dire bear carcass, and did not even see the plane as it desperately tried to evade them- but wyvern are a lot faster and more graceful than most planes. The plane crashed into and killed one wyvern, crushing it against the ground as the plane crashed into a densely forested area around a shallow mountain. Joyce and a man named Florence were the only survivors.

Why did it take two months for a rescue? Well... the wyverns. They took one plane down by complete accident- if you send more planes to scan the area, they are also just going to get ripped out of the sky. Joyce and Florence tried to remain close to the crash to make it easier to be found, but they also had to try and gather resources to not starve to death. That was also a challenge, because the area is home to some rather large predators. Wyvern are carrion beasts- they will only steal kills that someone else made; they only actually attack the sick or elderly, because they don't like it when the prey fights back. However... the plane crash killed another wyvern. They are not above cannibalism. Joyce and Florence were beside the crash when the other wyvern came looking for the smell of blood coming from its own fallen, and thinking the humans were trying to steal the carcass- it attacked them and killed Florence.

Wyvern are not particularly huge especially by dragon standards, but they are still three times as big as the largest human. Seeing how pathetically weak they were when it killed Florence with almost no fight- it started snapping at Joyce too. It cannot fly below the canopy of the forest or it will collide with all the trees, so it was drastically hindered in its movement, but it still gave Joyce a good chase. She seemed to be as good as dead- but that is also when she met Lobo.

Lobo is the alpha of his pack, and they swarmed the wyvern almost immediately. Though they are only a fraction of its size- wolves always hunt in packs, and the wyvern stood absolutely no chance against around forty wolves diving in on it from different directions in a coordinated attack, each ripping off a section of meat as they went. Joyce feared she ran from one predator straight into the next but Lobo had no intention of eating her. At least not in that sense.

Now that she is back in civilization she has become a local legend and everyone is celebrating her brave tale of survival. Of how the wolves adopted her as one of their own, sharing their food with her so that she may survive till rescue came. That is the story she is giving them anyway, and Theodore too. Dreading having to at some point tell him the truth. Lobo took her in as an exotic bitch for his pack. Joyce wasn't sure anyone would find her, and she was going to be spending her entire life out there... sooo she has kinda been cheating on Theo for two months... with a wolf. That is why Lobo left his pack and insisted on following Joyce back into the city- he considers her his mate. The only souvenir he himself took is a very long narrow bone from the wyvern wing- a memento of the day he met her. And just a REALLY good chew bone.

Knowing Lobo saved her life; the people of Stonegale City were accepting of Lobo coming here- though most were too afraid of the wolf still to approach him. He remained by Joyce at all times though, and when she went out he just remained in the house waiting. As a retired alpha- Lobo was not too keen on taking orders though. He did not understand human rules and did not want to deliberately cause trouble with the humans, knowing he is surrounded by them now, so he very reluctantly played along. He is an older wolf now- a retired alpha. He just wanted to relax in his retirement with his mate. Lobo's face is marked with two scars- visible as bald dull pink flesh where fur can no longer regrow- a cut on his left brow and eyelid, and one dividing his muzzle horizontally across the middle. His iris are a beautiful gold.

Joyce remains at home now- her old job offered her the position back once they found out she is actually still alive, but after all that trauma she decided to just be a stay-at-home sort of girlfriend for Theo. That also meant she had alone time with Lobo while Theo was out at work with his own job. She felt bad about it, so she tried to resist Lobo, but she also really likes Lobo! The longer she waits to tell Theo, the harder it gets to tell him at all.

Theodore came home from work one day a bit early and heard a bit of a clatter in the study and went to check. He found Joyce sitting at the desk with the laptop open, and her face oddly quite red. Had he walked around the room he would have noticed the laptop isn't even turned on.

"Hey, you okay? Your face is red."

"Y-well, I dropped something by accident and tried to grab it without getting out of my seat- all the blood went to my face because my head was upside down looking for it, haha."

"Ah. Where... is Lobo?" He is always around her, but he was nowhere to be seen in the room, nor did he spot the wolf on the way in.

"I am not sure... maybe he went to the bathroom? He is so quiet it is easy to lose track of him."

"Mm, yea. Anyway, I will make dinner tonight since I am home early."

"Oooh, okay, thanks."

Theodore closed the door behind himself to leave her to the study and Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Lobo under the desk with his butt aimed up into her lap- because his knot is still tied with her pussy. They were fucking in the study on the soft shaggy carpet when Theo came back- but they could not pull apart because they are tied.

"I reaaaaallly need to tell him. Tonight." Lobo grumbled. "Doing this behind is back isn't right!"

And she did tell him, over dinner. Considering the topic; it did not go that badly... the discussion did go on well into the night though, and since she brought it up at dinner, the both ended up with leftovers because the food got cold while they were rather loudly discussing what she had done. Theodore did not blame her for 'cheating' on him while out in the wilds- if she did not play along with the wolves she could have wound up dead. Like humans, wolves bleed during that 'special time' of the month, and when a predator smells blood- it gets excited. Joyce had been out there for two months and a few days; she had two periods out there, and the wolves would have just assumed she was in heat, even though humans don't really go into heat. So the fact she ended up having to have sex with the wolves made sense, because she had to essentially live like they do in order to survive. Lobo is the alpha, so obviously he gets the first pick of whoever he wants.

The part that tripped Theo up, is that she brought Lobo back with her... and continues to have sex with him. At first he just suggested to sign her up for therapy, thinking she had Stockholm syndrome. Lobo had saved her life, and has always treated her well! Joyce was in a precarious placement where she definitely still loved Theo, but she also loves Lobo. They were two different types of lovers though. As a wolf; Lobo obviously isn't great for conversation, he isn't going to take her out on a date. Lobo is a wild love, sex, quiet companionship, protection. Theo is your standard lover; romance, intellectual conversation, and... well, financial soundness now that she abandoned her job. Lobo obviously cannot replace Theo, but he fills other needs. Theo was not very happy about letting Lobo stay with them after discovering what he was doing with her while his back was turned, but ultimately agreed to it- at least for now.

Theo plopped down in bed, glancing at the book on the nightstand, wondering if he should read for a bit or go to sleep early. Joyce sauntered in from the attached bathroom wearing nothing but a small shirt and panties, catching his attention quickly enough- not planning to go to sleep, but not planning to read either.

Joyce is quite the sight- very wide hips and a bubble butt, long wildly wavy hair to her mid-back, and she is as tall as Theo is. Her skin is a deep red-brown, her hair raven black, and her eyes a pale ice-blue, like full moons in a night sky. Her areola were a bit puffy and bumpy, though relatively small in diameter and have a solid edge to them, and her nipples perfectly defined cylinders. Her nipples were absolute black against her already dark skin- and her lips were an extremely dark red. Joyce's breasts are a pert D cup- a bit too large for the average person's hand to fully encompass, but taut enough that they jiggle rather than wobble.

Theodore clearly has some Gaelic blood in him, because he stands in harsh contrast with her with very pale rosen hued flesh. Man couldn't get a suntan to save his life, but he will get a sunburn after about ten seconds of being outside. His hair is wavy but he keeps it too short for anyone to tell- flame red in color. He has a little bit of scruff on his chin right now but will shave that off in the morning- the only facial hair he generally keeps are his very bushy sideburns. He has a thin mat of red hair on his forearms and chest too. He is fairly muscular but not particularly bulbous muscle- it is practical muscle not show muscle. He works at a company that does building restoration and repair so he hauls around rather heavy equipment and materials during the day. His eyes are emerald green- like the rollin' hills o' the highlands.

"I will prove to you that having Lobo around hasn't made me love you any less!"

Theo huffed. "I don't want to make you jump through hoops to prove yourself to anyone..."

She was already climbing onto the foot of the bed on all fours, her wide hips swaying back and forth like a pendulum, keeping time with her movement. When she clawed up over his legs though, she motioned to the nightstand on her side of the bed which had a large grimoire on it.

"Since I first got back I have been thinking about using magic to maybe help communicate with Lobo, y'know? Or just put myself into the form of a wolf to experience what him and his pack do. But then I thought- I could use it to help you share the experience I did!"

"Teleport me to the forest to be ripped open by dragons?"

She grabbed the grimoire and swatted his forehead with it. "To fuck a wolf. I copied a wolf transformation spell I can use on myself. Haha- get fucked by a wolf as a woman and fucked by a man as a wolf, you must think I am a freak..."

"Freaky, yes, freak, no. Not sure how I feel about that but... I guess I will try it? I mean, it is still you on the inside." He seen her taking a separate page out of the book that she copied the spell onto it. "You know you can just activate the runes in the grimoire itself, right?"

"Yea but the version in the grimoire is for turning me fully into a feral beast; mind too. So I made a separate copy that skips the step that transfers my humanity to another vessel, so I retain my humanity in wolf form."

She activated the spell while sitting up on her knees on either side of Theo's legs. Theo could actually feel her bones shifting through vibrations into the bed. The transformation was very quick, so it is a good thing she did not attempt this while standing completely upright or she would have immediately fallen over. The first change that hit her was fur- a prickly and warm feeling on her shins, forearms, and upper back all at once, causing her to squirm and cry out in surprise. When the same feeling hit her crotch she yelped and fell forward, holding herself off of Theo by only one hand, and her tits jostling around just off his crotch, causing an erection to slowly tent the sheet between them.

Joyce's pubes replaced themselves entirely with black fur instead, but the most intense was the fur that grew from her tailbone- because it was also accompanied by growth of the bone and muscle around it at the same time, magnifying the sensation enough to make her nearly flop over entirely; squirming around trying to escape the intense feeling on reflex. In only a couple of seconds her tail bone stretched into a chubby cone, then a fluffy noodle, and finally a full and proper tail! A wolf tail is quite bushy, so the black fur is nearly seven inches long on her tail! This also caused the fur from her crotch to spread and join the fur from the base of her tail quickly.

The fur that started on her forearms and shins swept down to her hands and feet fast, and when her knuckles became hairy her hands let out dull crunching sounds and the bones there started to shift abruptly. Fat gathered and swelled bubbles out of the skin, which caused the skin to become denser and darkened to true matte black! Pads on the tips of each finger as well as a fat pad between the base of each finger- so close together that they are partially fused together taking up the entire top of the palm... which does not sound like much, but her palm is also stretching much longer!

The balls of her feet and the fronts of her palms actually swelled with muscle and meat beyond just the pads- creating a wedge of meat to stand on. This meant that her fingers and toes were sort of permanently crooked slightly around the curvature of this muscle structure, so they did not extend nearly as far out off her palm as before even though skeletally they are exactly the same length. The digits also bulked up a bit, so they rub together a bit when she moves them, unless she for some reason deliberately spreads them.

The body of her hand remained the same structure- it just got much, much longer, which also causes her thumb to be distanced from the rest of her digits, shrinking and regressing into dew claws. Her nails thickened, but also narrowed- getting darker with each added layer till they were long claws, though the ends of them are not especially sharp. Wolves have no mechanism to extend or retract their claws really, so their points naturally dull against the ground as they walk.

With a tail already wagging behind her on reflex and all four limbs turning canine, Joyce was hit with a sudden... dulling of her thoughts. It was a heat but not a physical heat, a... mental heat? Her crotch tingled with an automatic pleasure as the nerves came to life on their own and started to squirm into a new shape! She spotted the tent in the sheets over Theo's crotch and immediately scoot forward and sat down- grinding her pussy into his shaft through the sheet!

Her hips popped loudly causing her to gasp sharply in surprise- her hips were quite wide for a human, but they quickly shrank and compressed, becoming extremely narrow, but also deep. This caused her torso on her lower body to change proportions so her organs still fit- this bulged out the area just over her crotch and consequently shoved her pubic mound back to make room! Her pussy now faced backward fully- because rather than a gradual slope her crotch was now more of a cylinder, so the pubic floor is at more of an angle from the rest of her. Incidentally this also made it easier to grind on him from a sitting position.

Her hips shifting also sped along the transformation of her thighs as the fur from both her lower back and lower legs consumed it from two different angles at once. Her thighs became much flatter, but longer width-wise, making them more disk shaped.

Joyce let out a slightly delirious chuckle and her entire body shivered at the feeling of her pussy changing shape. Her clitoral hood thickened and fused to the upper side of her clit making them inseparable, and then following the edges of the hood her labia started to fatten and darken into a glossy black as they projected further and further out off her torso! The lower portion pulled into two soft points, causing the outer labia to loosely form a triangular pillow in shape. Her clit remained somewhat visible on the outside as a plump bulge on the lower 'corner' of the triangle. When in heat- the canine clit erects, but since it is fused with the hood which is in turn fused to the labia- it stretches the entire labia further out, as if offering the moist pillowy flesh on a platter. Because the flesh is so springy and soft it follows the cock out of her body, so it never fully leaves her.

What she did not expect however is what happened to her panties. The pink fabric seemed to become completely amorphous for a moment and break away, collapsing into the front! Her entire body got goosebumps from the feeling as her panties FUSED to her pussy! The skin color had turned glossy black, but the pink panties quickly turned it pastel pink, making it stand out tremendously among all the black fur surrounding it! Her labia got even a bit bigger and fatter from the mass stolen from the panties!

Theo's eyes had obviously already been locked on the plump pussy grinding into his shaft and creating an increasingly large wet spot on the sheet between them, so he noticed before even she did. "Y-your panties... became part of you?"

Joyce immediately sat up again, lifting her front paw off him to try and get a better look at herself, but before she seen the fate of her vulva she noticed it was happening to her shirt too!

When the growth of her fur hit the sleeves of her tiny shirt it started to use the shirt itself!! Her fur abruptly turns BLUE on her upper arms! Though she cannot see it herself the same has already happened on her upper back! Her shirt is no longer separate from her body- it has turned into a deep blue fur! Joyce quickly lifted her left paw, remembering she also had braided silver ring on! For a moment she could not find it at all- it is no longer on the digit it had been, nor fused to it. What she found instead is that the claw on that one digit is entirely encased in silver! It took a shape appropriate for her transformation. The spell was not able to distinguish entirely what is her body and what is just being worn on her body, so even inanimate objects that are shoved against her while transforming will be absorbed!

Joyce lulled her head back and groaned as the vertebrae in her neck pressurized and started to crack and pop as her neck lengthened- the sounds quite loud because they echo in her throat. Her breasts shrank but her chest grew fur at the same rate, which shoved her shirt back out at the same elevation from the rest of her as it had already been anyway. Like with the rest of it though- once her breasts were utterly missing the fabric seemed to collapse like a liquid and stained the fur with its coloration.

Her hips jerked forward and a look of surprise came over her face as six spots started to darken on her still naked midriff and the skin condensed and started to push forward- growing into canine teats! Since she is more than horny enough already obviously, Theo pulled the sheet out from between them, wedged a thumb between himself and his shaft to angle it up a bit and used his other hand to push her hips back into place- sliding her down his shaft. Her thrusts were deliberate now- and she swirled her hips around on the shaft skewering her, panting loudly.

The teats grew quite thick, and longer than her human nipples had been. Long enough at least to penetrate through the fur that is quickly collapsing in on them. The fur spread up from her crotch first, dividing the two rows of three teats. Then the fur collapsed in around them from her sides, out from the middle, and down from her chest all at once.

Joyce's voice seemed to drop a pitch as her chest cracked in rapid-fire as all her ribs changed angle slightly to shove the front of her chest further forward, though not by a lot. The bone processes of her upper back vertebrae lengthened as her back muscles grew and her shoulder blades shoved down around the ribs more and lengthened slightly, locking her upper limbs into a quadraped stance to match her back limbs. As if to hide the fact her neck is much longer now, the fur exploded in length when it surpassed her shoulders, giving her a very large bushy mane- hiding the slope of her neck entirely. The roots of her hair tingled, making her scrunch her face up from the feeling, but her hair did not fall out. Like her clothing- rather than replace it, it was just incorporated into the rest! A wave of softness washed down through her hair, making it a bit lighter and causing it to increase in volume, making it fluffier, but other than that it remained exactly how it is. It still very much looked like normal, black human hair on a wolf. At least it perfectly matched her fur- unlike her clinging clothing.

Her deep scarlet lips turned to glossy black and her jaws pushed forward as her face stretched out- forcing her lips to part a bit as the jaw was shoving forward. Her teeth seemed to knit together as they lengthened into fangs. Her upper jaw and the front of her nose equalized in length, facing the bottom of her nose forward as the face pulled out and it became textured black skin, becoming damp and cool to the touch; working overtime to try and balance her body temperature after the changes.

Joyce did not miss a beat at all- she immediately shoved into his tight abs with the fat, bouncy pads of her front paws and started grinding and hopping on his dick eagerly without so much as pausing after the changes! The entire transformation had only taken around five minutes total, so it was quite fast, not giving either of them much time to think about the individual changes.

Her plush pussy felt divine as it bunched up at the base of his dick as he plunged into her, then stretched out, squeezing tighter at the end as she pulled off so it stretched and remained almost entirely covering his shaft- she drops back down before it is actually able to slide off him! It did not take Theodore long to approach orgasm, but he isn't one to take things sitting down, nor leave a lady wanting. She hadn't cum yet- at least not fully, she had several mini-orgasms, including one while just transforming.

He bent his legs up, then shoved up with his hips, knocking her entire body forward forcing her to scoot her front paws up and she booped her wet nose against his a moment, blushing- though you could not tell through her fur. She then turned her head a bit so she could kiss him with her glossy black lips, and he hugged her, digging his fingers into the bushy deep blue fur on her upper torso. The fur there is slightly longer than the rest of her body too- the added length stolen from the clothes it ate. Gripping her tightly; he hopped up off the bed and quickly flipped over, letting go just in time to grab himself so he did not flop his body weight on top of her- although she is no smaller as a wolf as she was a human. He reversed their positions without pulling out!

Joyce made a few odd breathy huffs, which he assumed was just as close to a chuckle as a wolf could vocalize. She rest her chubby paw pads on his shoulders- her front legs along the tops of his arms holding him up off her. Her thighs hooked around his so her ankles were on the outside of his thighs and her back paws just limply bobbing with his thrusts. Her tail was twitching against the bed- trying to wag on reflex alone but pinned against the sheets too firmly to actually move. Her human hair fanned out around the bed under her wolf head- the deep waves in the hair length caused it to lick this way and that, making it look messier than it actually is.

Switching positions partially reset the pleasure tension, letting him edge himself back, and now in charge of the thrusts he drew himself forward more so the base of his cock ground as tightly in toward her hidden clit. When he pulls back his dick- because it is relatively air-tight; when her vulva stretches to stay with his penis it creates a weak vacuum seal, causing the stretched portion of the labia to collapse inward and hug the shaft tighter, as if her pussy refuses to let him go. Theo was able to set her off into a full-on climax, and Joyce howled loudly, throwing her head back. Her pussy rippling and shuddering erratically in orgasm very quickly triggered Theo though, but he could orgasm now knowing he got the job done and filled her hungry pussy with searing hot goo- equalizing the pressure, causing the labia to loosen their grip on his shaft and allow him to actually slide out.

As soon as Theo got off her, Joyce rolled onto her side and curled up in the sheets looking rather content, so Theo did not want to bother her to get cleaned up right then. She remained a wolf through the night and Theo spooned with her- feeling her soft bushy black- and blue- fur against him as he slept.

Her howl immediately woke up Lobo in the other room, and he loomed in the hall outside their bedroom, sniffing the air. He could smell sex, he could smell wolf. But he could only smell Joyce and Theodore. Even as a wolf; Joyce's personal identifying scents remained the same, so he could tell she was in the shape of a wolf, but still knew it was her. He however cannot operate the door- so he could not get in to investigate further.

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Joyce woke up the next day with a warm but refreshing breeze blowing in through the window- the early morning sun still slow enough to cast a beam of light almost directly onto the bed, making the pale bedsheets seem to glow. Theo had already woken up well ahead of her and gone off to work, his team is fixing up an old opera theatre today. She flopped over; her foot twitching to keep herself awake, but too groggy to will herself to sit up yet. Theo left the bedroom door open so Lobo was also in the room, sitting in the middle of the circular rug at the foot of the bed, watching Joyce with curiosity.

The breeze coming in made the sheets feel nice and cool against her skin, she didn't wanna have to get up! She forced her eyes open a moment, looking at her hand gripping the sheets with the warm sunlight on the back, and then immediately shot upright in the bed with a surprised look on her face. She has a hand! She never reverted the spell, why does she have hands?! Joyce quickly pat herself down and looked over her whole body- her shirt was once again just a shirt that barely covered her entire rib cage, her panties once again just panties. She is fully human, without having undone the wolf spell.

"The fuuuck? Did Theodore cast the reversal on me?" Lobo jumped up onto the bed, rocking her back and forth from his weight- since he is nearly the same size she is. "You missed the show, Lobo. I was able to turn myself into a wolf! I was with Theo last night though... well, now that I know how- I can turn myself into a wolf for you too later, hehe~" Lobo was already sniffing the air rather intently, but caused her to flinch at the feeling of his cold wet nose actually touch her panties just over her pussy, and he started to smell that even harder. "You naughty dog, you~. Mmm, actually thinking of the fun last night... I could go again. Certainly wake me up quicker than coffee will."

Lobo pulled his nose back a moment and for the first time ever- HE looked surprised. Her pussy had suddenly grown! Joyce scrambled around to grab and yank her panties off knowing what happened last time. Wait, why was she transforming now? She still isn't sure why she reverted at all in the first place. Transforming even faster than the night before- her tail and the fur on it grew out at the same speed, flicking back and forth as it grew, it took only three seconds to fully form! Her body felt almost like it was made of a dense putty- not at all solid, and freely being shaped by formless hands. Her hands and feet went rigid and stretched, shoving her up higher and causing her to flop onto all fours, and she quickly scrambled to get her shirt off before that fused too!

She could not get the ring off in time, so once again her left paw had a single silver claw. Lobo pressed his face under her- lifting her hips with his head! He slid his head out till his nose popped out over her pussy and then he caught her by his tongue quickly darting into her vagina as it fell back down! He already considered Joyce his mate- so having her actually turn into a wolf was icing on the cake for him. Theo had lots of fun with her form last night, but for Lobo it is a dream come true.

Her limbs completely transformed, then her shoulders and hips, then her body changed proportions and then the changes rippled up her neck. The fur was practically racing across her skin, keeping the rapid pace of the internal changes, so the fur perfectly traced the expansion of her neck, then her jaws, and entire face till she was once again a black wolf entirely! Well, except her hair, which again remained as-is.

Lobo wasted no time at all putting his long flat tongue to use, digging into her pussy. Her bag legs trembled and the pleasure drained their strength so her rump was being held up almost as much by Lobo's face as with her own back legs! Once he made her nice and wet, she let her go and her lower half slumped down a bit- by the time she lifted it under her own strength again he skewered it! His front paws hooked around her midriff and held her surprisingly tight as he rammed his canine cock into her! She is the same overall mass in wolf form as she is human- so he fit her just as tightly either way. His dick is actually larger than Theo's... and thanks to the knot at its base- substantially thicker too. Lobo's knot swelled in the sheath, bopping against the fat labia to pin the clit against her till it was fully engorged and he shoved into her hard enough to pop the knot in- such a tight fit that it forced the sheath back further than it would normally be able to, to pin the knot outside of it.

When he pulled back though, his dick came out surprisingly easy? He should be plenty big enough to tie her, which shouldn't let him pull that far back. He pulled back a bit more out of curiosity and almost stumbled back entirely when it came out far too easily! Lobo quickly shoved back forward but missed his mark... which should be impossible because he was not even completely outside of her in the first place! His cock somehow shoved into her clit and then out the other side!! Joyce cried out in startled pleasure and looked under herself to see his cock shove into her clit and stretch it out gigantically- into the shape of his cock! Her labia now trailed onto the backside of his scrotum! They fused together!! She can feel HIS cock! It twitched now erratically below them because it is being fed from two different hearts that are not beating with the same rhythm!

Joyce was stunned utterly, and even Lobo froze in place. He is a brave wolf when facing danger, but mutations to his junk are an opponent he doesn't know how to fight.

*Oh fuuuuck. The spell... I didn't remove my humanity, but the spell must have still created a beasthood to place in me to act as a guide for the changes. I didn't know to remove that part of the runic array. That is why I changed back in my sleep- in my dreams I regard myself as a human so my form shifted back. When I remembered I was supposed to be a wolf temporarily I started to turn back wolf! My body is unstable!* She tried to pull out from under Lobo but they were fully fused at the crotch. *And my body is amorphous while transforming, which means other objects- or creatures- can join into me...*

Well that is a problem. The only way she knows how to fix that is to remove either her beasthood or humanity entirely to restore a stable wolf or human form... but she needs a vessel to place it in, and she does not own one. She cannot use the counterspell like this, because she is fluctuating between forms, which means if it shifts while the counterspell is still working it will remove part of the wrong side- permanently giving her a percentage of wolf traits.

Lobo tried to tug back again but wasn't able to- doing so just yanked her labia and his sheath tight and caused their shared dick to flick up and down violently, causing them both to flinch. She did not know how to properly divide them, so to gain a bit of stability she instead shoved back into his crotch while deliberately trying to will herself to shift- causing her to become amorphous and absorb more of him into her! His crotch sunk into her rump entirely till both their butts were one and the same. Their combined tail became twice as long and twice as bushy! As a grey wolf; Lobo is slate grey on top but most of his body is white fur. When his tail mixed into Joyce's tail, the white turned slate grey, and what had been grey already now turned black. Their hips and legs combined and since they were essentially the same- it just produced legs and hips that looked exactly the same, just at a much larger size, with the same color shift as the tail.

*Well... there, we won't hurt ourselves trying to move around anyway, but this is still extremely awkward... you cannot dismount. I guess I could go amorphous deliberately and try to just pull you out... but there would be no way to ensure a clean-cut. You could end up with some of my parts, and me with some of yours...* Her eyes paused on their shared dick for several moments. *Nnn, not that I wouldn't want to take that thing for a test run...*

She also could not straighten her body out- her back half was now almost exactly twice as big as the front, because it is two wolves in one; so their butt was just up in the air because their limbs were mismatched in size. Joyce shuffled them toward the side of the bed and put a paw on the grimoire to see if she could find an alternative solution, but when she arched her spine to get her paw up onto the table- Lobo sunk deeper! His head sunk into the middle of her back and vanished! His arms and shoulders sunk around her and then against the ground! The extra spinal length started to shove Joyce up off the bed entirely, now held up by Lobo's front legs instead of her own! Their back half started to shrink down and the size spread through their entire body!

Her paws started to compress and broaden- returning to human hands! Her fur thinned but did not regress entirely. Her neck shortened but the fur remained just as bushy, causing it to compress outward into a fluffy fur collar that looked more like a lion mane than a wolf's. She groaned at the bizarre feeling of her skull compressing back, her muzzle shrinking... but it did not shrink entirely, either! Her upper body was again human in shape, though retained many wolf features still. She had fur but it was now very short on most of her- more like the pelt of a horse, where it is so short and dense that it does not hide a single curve or crease of the body below it. Her pads no longer had fat bubbles in them, but the skin remained dense and dark there, so they were still shallow bumps. Her breasts returned but her teats did not leave- rather than two D cup breasts on her chest, she has six B cup breasts on her midriff! Joyce has claws on her fingertips still but they are translucent grey now instead of charcoal. Her muzzle is abnormally short, but she still has one, making her head structure almost more like a Chihuahua. Her lower half is entirely that of a wolf... minus the head. She is... a grey and black hermaphrodite wolf-taur!

"Can talk?" Her voice was a bit rumbly and lower pitched but it still worked. "Okay. I need to... myself? When is... she?" Her brow furrowed when she realized she does not know who she is!

As a beast, Lobo does not often reflect on the past. In order to survive- most of his thoughts are his instincts guiding him opposed to conscious pondering, so the difference in Joyce's mind was not immediately noticeable. When she thought about solving their situation however- she regarded herself as both Joyce- his mate- and Joyce -herself-. She was thinking both first and third person. Because Lobo is also in there. His head completely vanished into her torso- which means his mind is also hers, they are neither Lobo nor Joyce at the moment, they are... Loyce?

They looked at their humanoid hands a moment. "Well... at least our body is functional like this. Still too much other, though."

They are still unstable, because there is one humanity and two beasthood, but the equivalent of only two physical bodies to host it. Loyce could tell they were unstable- a subtle twitch or unusual pressure in their muscles. A pang in their mind, of wanting to shift even though they knew it was bad for them. Changing would not settle it though- if they went full feral their body would just try to turn human, if they go full human it will just try to turn feral again.

A vessel for a humanity or beasthood are usually either special cut prisms, or just tiny containers made of mana-insulating material. Not generally something you can just pick up at your local jewelry store.

Well, there is one problem they can easily solve- this raging boner that never got to pop. Obviously Loyce cannot bend it around in a full circle to penetrate themselves. Their cock is immediately in front of the balls and their pussy immediately behind them. They backed themselves up, bumping their plush canine labia against the perfectly round head of one of the bedposts and started to shove back against it, lubing it up with all the salty juices from their wet honeypot. Their cock bobbed heavily under them, but scrunching up the canine body, placing a humanoid hand on the bed- they could get their other hand under themselves and grabbed the dick with it to masturbate. They had to be very gentle since a sheathed phallus isn't really meant to grab and jack off like a human penis can be- but once their palm was slick with pre it did not matter.

With their head lulled back they shoved back hard enough to pop the sphere of the bedpost into their pussy- even though it was a bit larger than a softball! They masturbated the rigid cock, but because the nerves concentrated so much into the knot their hand settled there, sliding their grip across the curvature of the massive knot, then gently tugging forward at the back of it where it is the most sensitive. Working both the pussy and dick at the same time spiked their pleasure quickly- not to mention to get their hand under themselves, Loyce's arm had to pass between all six of their little breasts on the human midriff. Moving their arm at all also jostled their many little tits around, and rubbed the turgid teats!

They climaxed hard, rolling forward limp and shuddering as the cock erupted all over the bed. Oh well; sheets needed to be changed thanks to last night anyway. Luckily they slumped over forward- if they fell backwards the bedpost probably would have skewered them a little too hard, instead of harmlessly popping out. They lay there catching their breath for some time- the human half lying completely flat while the wolf lower half was awkwardly scrunched up with its butt in the air, looking as graceless as possible.

After some time they flipped through the grimoire- the claws of the humanoid hands made dividing and flipping the pages easy. Unfortunately it was as Joyce initially expected- the spell creates a beasthood to accompany the physical changes for the sake of stability in the form, whether or not you remove the humanity first. The counterspell can remove the beasthood but if it's moving around it may unintentionally cut out part of her humanity by mistake. So she cannot use the magic solution to the problem because she can't aim it properly at a moving target. The only way to fix their body entirely is to let the extra beasthood discharge itself... and to do that, it needs a vessel other than someone's body. If she accidentally lets some of her humanity out, she can just syphon it back out of the container. The container won't be overfull, so what it contains can be targeted because it won't be in constant flux. Once the container only has beasthood in it- the counterspell will destroy it.

So Loyce's next order of business was looking up a spell for telepathic linking- and opened a path between Joyce and Lobo for when they divide again, and from both of them to Theodore. Interrupting him momentarily at work to tell him of the current situation. He wanted to immediately rush home but she suggested otherwise. Rushing home would tip people off that something is wrong- and it isn't something he can fix right now anyway. Though a bit rugged sounding; Loyce does have a human voice, and they have one of those fancy new rotary phones- so they naturally already called all of the local Arcanums in Stonegale... no dice. There is only one that stocks them regularly and they are currently sold out. The other shops sell them, but do not regularly stock them, you have to order it first. So they aren't going to be able to get their hands, er... paws on a proper vessel- which are simply called Animus.

Good thing she no longer works then, because Loyce sure as heck isn't walking around in public like this. Aside from the fact they would be embarrassed at messing up a spell like this- there is also the fact Joyce is banging Lobo that would go public. Also if anyone else bumped into them in public- they could potentially also fuse to them. So, this could go from bad to catastrophic pretty easily. Best to just stay put for a few days and wait it out.

Maranda walked into her boss' office looking like a puppy with a tail between its legs. "Y-you wanted to see me, sir?"

He slowly lowered the papers he was reading to look at her over the mountain of other pages and photos on his desk the other reporters left him for approval. He is the head of a rather large news publication- but the local paper swept Joyce's story out from under their noses.

"Yea... yea, I would like to see my reporters. When there aren't enough stories to fill the pages, I would very much enjoy if my reporters brought me something to put there. That is your JOB, IS IT NOT?!"

"Yes sir! But... well... nothing is really happening. All news publications are just echoes of the Joyce survival story... it is like two parrots talking to one another- they just keep repeating the same thing back and forth."

He growled, shoving one of the paper hills completely over onto the floor. "Yea, no shit." He motioned to the papers he knocked over. "Might as well have just cut that shit out from one of the other papers and glue it onto ours."

Maranda sighed. "She only did four interviews, and the rest was trickle-down information and hearsay. There could be new information to glean from it, but I would need to get it from her."

He ran his fingers through his hair. "But she isn't doing anymore interviews."

"So the only way I get anything new is if I don't ask her for it."

His gaze slowly rose back to her face. "Are you suggesting...? Nah. You know what- look, I don't ask you how you do your job. I tell you to get a story- I don't care how you did it, I will never ask. I have never, and WILL never suggest you fucking stalk someone, because that is psychotic. That is illegal, and if I find out you did it, I WILL report you to the police. I don't need that shit being associated to my paper." He leaned closer, putting his elbows on the table. "If I find out you stalked someone to spy information; you are dead to me, as far as I am concerned- you have never worked here. But I don't ask where you get your information. Because what people don't know, won't hurt 'em."

Maranda let out an even longer sigh. "Got it. I am on it, sir."

---

That night it was a bit awkward for everyone. Lobo and Joyce shared a body, but Lobo and Theodore were not particularly close- and he still did not know what to feel about Lobo being around at all. As Loyce; they were not able to differentiate what thoughts belonged to Lobo and what belonged to Joyce. They also could not sit in the chairs at the kitchen table because of their long taur body type- though sitting their back legs down, front legs straight and torso straight up; they are tall enough to eat off the table while sitting on the floor. Theo sort of kept his distance- not snuggling with her while they watched movies later because doing so would also be snuggling with Lobo. When it came to their sleeping arrangements; Theo actually ended up sleeping on the couch, by his own suggestion. The part of Loyce that is Lobo felt weird about sleeping up on their bed, but Joyce wasn't keen to sleep on the floor. Theo ended up just leaving the entire bedroom to them, so Lobo felt a little less awkward about being up on the bed- though apparently he proffered a firmer surface to sleep on. He does like a soft surface to prop his head on still though; so he likes pillows.

Theodore was getting ready for work the next day and was startled when Loyce spoke up, and sat up tall on the bed. "The time after the 'morrow. The Animus can be here."

Theo turned to look at them. "Wow... you're actually awake before noon?!"

"The Lobo in us. We wakes with the sun."

Theo turned to get back to combing out his hair. He returned to the bedroom in the morning assuming Loyce would be too soundly asleep to disturb. This was the bathroom with his toothbrush in it, and he is used to getting ready in the full body mirror on the reverse side of the door.

"The day after tomorrow is the earliest it can arrive. It could take up to five days for the Animus to arrive. If I recall... the reason they don't stock Animus in the shops themselves is because if someone attempted to rob the store- they could use the Animus in it to turn all the police who arrive at the scene into animals... which would obviously be bad." He nodded to himself in the mirror- his hair is so short it only takes a few swipes with the comb and he is done already. "It is my weekend after today though, so at least I will be home to try and help you maintain what little semblance of order we still have around here, heh."

Theodore paused when he turned to actually face them. It was so strange... he could clearly see his wife in there- but she was dressed as a wolf, and then grafted to an actual wolf at the hip. You look at their junk from the front it looks male; you look from the back it looks female. It is also odd looking at a perfectly human shaped chest that utterly lacks any nipples- because they are all down on her midriff, so the chest is a complete blank. Theo only just noticed now, but her eye color changed; influenced by Lobo. In the early dawn light catching in their iris; their eyes glisten like polished gemstones. Their eyes are a bright emerald green... an eye color neither of them had before. Joyce has ice blue eyes, but Lobo has golden eyes... mix yellow and blue together; you get green. A bright green, since the blue was pale.

Theo told Joyce to behave and Lobo to look after her, and off to work he went leaving the two to loom around the house trying to figure out what to do with themselves. If it was Joyce alone occupying her time would be easy... problem is that with Lobo in her- he doesn't have much of an attention span, and doesn't really care about the things she would normally do. Like watching television. It looks more real to humans than it does to any other species. Human minds are trained to recognize patterns- so when they see the image of a person on a TV screen, their mind thinks 'oh hey, a person'. When another species looks at the TV, they recognize that it does indeed look like a person, but they also realize that the television screen is flat and thus it cannot be a person, and ignore it. They do not get the concept of pretending that it is real, or the point of putting on shows, so the entertainment value is utterly lost. Wolves hunt, they play with one another, they play to practice for the hunt, they breed, they raise others to play and hunt. All practical things. They do not need to put on puppet shows to entertain themselves. They do not need to read the words of past lives so books do not hold his interest, either. He learns through experience; if he does not experience it, then he also does not need to learn it.

Maranda knocked on the front door, and Loyce got up to plod over to the front door, stopping after a few steps, remembering there is no way they can answer the door in their current state. They turned and leered out the bedroom window instead to see who it is- the bedroom is on the second floor and almost directly over the front door. They smelled the breeze coming in the window, and using the combined archive of all scents they have encountered- immediately knew this was no one either of them had encountered before.

"Camera around neck. Book bag... reporter. No more interviews. Annoying."

Maranda looked up, sensing eyes on her but Loyce quickly ducked fully into the window again before being spotted. Maranda cocked her brow before glancing around the entire neighborhood... and deciding to look a little closer. No one home, so then no one around to mind if she peeks inside, right? She wandered over to the huge living room window- it stuck out of the front of the house in a half-circle so the ledge inside is covered in plants so they can take advantage of all the light. Maranda looked around the floor... clean. No fencing to section off areas, no chew toys. Though that is what you'd expect for a dog... would a wolf actually use that stuff? Maranda was half expecting the house to be a bit of a mess. Lobo isn't even a wolf that was raised by humans, he is a hundred percent feral, and only knew human civilization existed for a bit over a week now. How do you bring something that savage into a modern home and have it just fit right in? She wandered around the house, taking a few photos here and there of the house.

The Lobo portion of Loyce did not care about Maranda at all- she did not seem like a possible threat. Small, weak, unarmed human woman? He could kill her faster than she could scream for help if he needed to. The Joyce portion however knew that murdering her isn't a viable option in the first place, and if she continues to nose around- they might get spotted in their current state. And if Maranda is nosy enough to be peeping into their home, she is definitely the type to try and publish photos of Loyce's unfortunate state.

Loyce hummed and then groaned, scrunching up their face trying to concentrate and think of a plan, but it was hard. It was easier to think of other things than to think of themselves- because they currently have no true 'self'. They have two different sets of memories for two different beings, so both Joyce and Lobo are regarded as both another person and themselves. Loyce decided to try and shift their form around. Their body is unstable, having one more beasthood than they actually need, which means if Joyce draws out her beasthood fully- they will turn feral. Her humanity will still be in there obviously, but not visible on the surface. If Maranda spots a feral wolf she will just assume it is Lobo only- she isn't going to know Joyce is also in there.

They lurched forward, placing their hands on the floor with their human-ish half bent fully over. Warm tingling passed over them to their head and the thin fur pelt started to grow to proper length. They groaned as their face grew longer- their skull expanding both forward but also enlarging a bit; since wolves have proportionally large heads. Because their mouth was already open, the sound of their neck lengthening rapidly came as loud, hollow pops in rapid fire- echoing out through their throat. The ultra-fluffy mane equalized up the length of the neck- though remained quite plush. Loyce's hands stretched out and the pads re-inflated, restoring them to full paws. Their ribs popped, extending outward a bit and the shoulders rolled forward locking them into four legged posture. The small breasts behind the six teats regressed, but the teats themselves remained large enough to still be visible through the fur.

The transformation seemed to stall there. Wait... she took a fully feral form, but their forms aren't properly aligned! They are effectively a six-legged wolf! It is the upper body of a wolf, repeated. Where the back legs are supposed to be on the front wolf- is the front legs of the back wolf. There is a large strip of very long, bushy fur between the shoulders of the back wolf- likely influenced by where the tail is supposed to be on the front body. Before Joyce could try to fix the form, their combined curiosity sparked amusement and Loyce quickly skittered around the room on all six!

Their movement was more like an ermine at this point due to the length of their body, but the extra set of limbs in the middle gave them plenty of support still. They flow around the furniture like liquid, darting around the room, climbing over things they would not normally be able to without either falling off, or knocking it over. They darted into the hallway, running to the other side at full speed, enjoying how very agile this form is, then turned, ran halfway back down before turning and darting down the stairs! Again; they darted down the stairs at a speed that would normally be impossible without tumbling down head first! When they got to the bottom they froze up though in fear- remembering what they were trying to do in the first place. The bottom of the stairs is in view of the living room window! The house is not especially big and the bottom floor has a good number of windows.

Luckily Maranda was nowhere to be seen. She is definitely still present- but must have moved to the backyard for now, so she could not see Loyce. Loyce took a step back, concentrated on the proper form of a wolf, and then darted forward- deliberately running head-first into the wall across from the bottom of the stairs! Their head was shoved back while their rump shoved forward- the middle of their bodies collapsing in on one another! Their entire body felt like a full water balloon for a moment, rippling like it is made of some dense liquid. A gentle pressure radiated out from all over their form, and their entire body started to grow! Uh oh; even if they are a normal wolf in appearance, they still have the biomass of two entire bodies.

Their eye color also shifted oddly- the shuffling of their body caused their minds to do a hard divide! They still shared a brain but now Lobo had the left side and Joyce had the right side, so there was two distinct lines of thought, but they could hear each other's thoughts at all times. The left eye turned gold, the right turned ice blue, signaling which half of the brain belonged to whom.

The floor started to look further away as their body rose larger and larger! Their fur became longer and bushier- looking rather majestic and flowing now. Their mane is so bushy it looks like their neck and back have a large hump- but it's entirely made of fur. The fur color remained a mix of the two- dark grey on most of their body but pure black on the back of their body and tail. By the time they stopped growing they were the size of a large bear... which is still bigger than the largest species of wolf, unless you're talking prehistoric- a dire wolf is big enough to fight and kill lions. Their genitals remained unchanged- full hermaphroditic.

Lobo turned their head toward the kitchen to circle around the house on the inside. *Scare.*

*Y-you speak English?! Wait, I guess thoughts don't have true language, and since I am reading your thoughts...* He went to move them forward but Joyce tried to move them back, causing the muscles to freeze in place from conflicting orders. *Wait!*

*Joyce want gone? Scare away, simple.*

*Yea but we look absolutely gigantic, if she gets a good look at us, she is going to know something is wrong. She is a reporter- it is her job to tell people things, so if she finds a monstrously giant wolf in our house she is going to tell the whole city and cause a lot of unwanted problems. You'll scare more than just her.*

*Repurpose*

*Huh? Oh, you mean our biomass? I mean, I guess we could sort of do that.*

They seen a shadow pass one of the side windows- Maranda was coming back around to the front! Their body is now too large to use the stairs easily- their paw is a bit broader than the individual steps are! They had no choice but to try to shuffle their proportions around, but how? They can't outright get rid of biomass, so their overall size can't actually change.

A very gentle inward pull surrounded their body as it veeeerry slightly started to shrink- and in its place their tail got still larger and still bushier! They darted to the front wall of the ground floor- between the large window and the front door which also has a small window at the top. This should be a dead-zone for visibility, but they still cannot move around till they know the reporter is gone, and they can't know she is gone if they can't look out the window without potentially getting caught.

Suddenly a massive, pleasant pressure entered their balls so abruptly they actually audibly gurgled! The muscular orbs clenched, pulled up their pelvis and expanded! The balls enlarged and the body shrank so rapidly that they could actually feel the mass being drawn down and concentrated! The sheath swelled fat and their dick started to get forced out from lack of room inside! The movement and growth also caused it to start to erect rapidly, which also made it evacuate the sheath rather fast.

*Whah~ hy-... why there?! You ho-oooh... horny nut!*

*Penis expands, normal.*

Oh... yea. She supposed she understood that logic. A penis naturally expands itself, so it would seem more normal for a sudden shift in size there... but obviously nothing like this. But even if they stood directly in front of the window- as long as they are relatively close to the wall- their dick won't be visible to the outside, it would be below the window frame, so Maranda can't tell.

Their balls let off some deep squelching sounds from the rapid expansion of tissue, muffled under the velvety scrotum, and the twin orbs now swung lower than their knees! Their knot only barely started to engorge when it was already forced out of the sheath because the entire dick had already become too big to fit inside! Long enough to poke them in the chest before it fully erected and it was still growing beyond that! The growth felt like getting an erection even after it was already erect, but was soon echoed with the slightly itchy sensation of too-tight flesh. They could feel the veins under the surface squirm as they fattened and throbbed rock-hard with each pulse, digging deeper into the flesh as it lengthened to make sure the entire monster was well fed. The end of the dick as well as the entire knot started to blush a gentle shade of violet because those were the two points blood gathered with the most pressure.

The curvature of the knot swelled even further out, becoming steeper and even more defined against the rest of the shaft. The entire cock wobbled around rather aggressively below them, making itself known by its increasing weight tugging at the sheath. It started to thud against their chest with more force as it grew up past it, getting long enough to reach the base of their neck and still growing! On the plus side- their body was starting to look... almost normal wolf size. A very large timber wolf anyway. The knot swelled obscenely giant- each segment of it now as big as a softball and still growing. The skin was pulled so tight across it and the inside swollen so full that it felt too solid to be flesh at all- more like a sphere of hard rubber. The red hue of the shaft deepened, making the veins look like millions of black hairs below the surface in contrast.

Their entire cock felt so tight that it almost felt itchy- all of the pleasure nerves inside being teased with every pulse causing pleasure jolts to mirror them, making their hips jerk on reflex as they burbled pre onto the floor under them. Every segment of the knot now as large as an ostrich egg- matching the size of the enlarged balls! The shaft now long enough to touch the halfway point on their neck if they bowed their head! Their chest angled it down slightly- so the tip was actually brushing the floor while the shaft is also being pressed against their underside! The pre started to jet out so hard during the pulses and so rapidly that it almost looked like they were having an orgasm already, but the pleasure was too gentle and teasing for that.

*Ssss-aah, haah, st-t-stop, too much.* The size shift slowed to a stop.

*Not normal size yet?*

*We... we can't be completely normal! You aren't going to stuff the mass of my ENTIRE body into our genitals alone! My brain will fucking explode.*

Their size was normal for a wolf now at least. Not a grey wolf specifically, but normal for A wolf.

Maranda furrowed her brow as she arrived back at the living room window. That was odd. Theo and Joyce were both out, but there is no sign of Lobo? You would think he would bark or... at least come down to see what the knocking at the door was, but there is no sign of the wolf at all. Did she actually bring Lobo out to walk? Where do you take a wolf on a walk? If she attempted to walk it in the city proper, that is immediately a story to report on- because that is an extreme danger to other people and their pets. Although... if she was doing that, it would have already been reported on most likely- because other people will have seen it happening.

Lobo popped up in the window suddenly from beside it, already up against the glass, startling Maranda! He tilted his head back and curled his upper lip slightly, to show her a hint of his fangs and she very quickly skittered back onto the foot path, taking the hint. He let out a deep, soft 'Rrff' and turned to leave, back deeper into the house now that she backed off.

Maranda furrowed her brow. Lobo is dark grey and white- mostly white. That wolf was mostly grey with black. Loyce had completely neglected the fact their combined fur color isn't the same as Lobo's. That isn't Lobo. Joyce has more than one wolf in her house?! Maranda smirked, realizing she had a story now. Unfortunately since the wolf clearly seen her, going back to try and take a picture of it would risk pissing it off. And she would not put it past a large feral animal like that to simply jump straight through the window to eviscerate her for being on its territory. She would have to try and come back tomorrow and spy the second wolf again. She has some telescopic lenses she can bring, and just stake out the front windows of the house from the opposite side of the street.

Meanwhile in the house, Loyce assumed the reporter had been spooked off and wasn't coming back. But now they had a legendarily hard erection three fourths the size of her entire body. Loyce had to walk carefully- it was too large to get up off the floor so the carpet brushed the tip lightly whenever they move- causing them to leave a glistening strand of pre across the entire bottom floor of the house like a slug trail. They hopped up onto the couch and immediately stood up on their back legs, flopping back against the back of the couch and pulled their giant tail up under themselves, pinned in place by their huge balls over it, all between their legs.

They used their paw pads to grip the shaft loosely in the middle and masturbate it- the entire shaft was already pretty slick with pre. Loyce had to lean their neck back and head down to meet the end of the shaft, but then bobbed forward and swallowed the end! Even with their long wolf mouth over it- they could only cover half the cock at best, so their paws still had to work the lower shaft! When they were worked up enough, their paws dipped down around the curvature of the knot and tugged up on the bottom of it, quickly spiking their pleasure! The right eye widened with surprise and they were forced off the phallus when it started to surge in size again! The pleasure surges were causing it to swell with every clench! Their tail was regressing to a more normal proportion to them, and their balls were shrinking- feeding still more of their overall mass into the cock!

*Aaaaa~ s-s-s-soo tight, so agonizingly tiiight, it's going to explode!*

The cock bobbed higher than their head even, the knot is so large that its overall form rivalled the size of a medicine ball, or small beach ball. All the skin around the surface of the entire phallus yanked as tight as it can possibly stretch with every pulse, which meant each pulse made the flexing a bit more subtle- because it is still growing in spite of the lack of room. Soon its throbbing was so rapid and was unable to move the shaft much at all- making it look like their cock was vibrating. It also yanked all the pleasure receptors closer to the surface and as taut as the dick itself, making their pleasure a constant, unyielding buzzing. Then an electric surge, then white-hot blast and finally they erupted in orgasm, firing blasts of goopy cum in a broach arch through the air and onto the living room table a foot away from the couch! Their cum was translucent white rather than white- their balls shrank to feed more size to the shaft, so their prostate was actually doing more work than their balls were.

They were so exhausted from the intensity of the pleasure that they went to sleep like that- their fire hydrant sized giga-cock still softening.

---

When Theo woke them up later, they had a bit of explaining to do- even fully packed away; they sheath is so giant in this state you could use the opening to hold a wine bottle upright in. Since Maranda was gone- they had no reason to keep that form, and their genitals shrank back down, growing their body again to bear-sized. That meant if Loyce was on the couch- they were the only thing on the couch. It took the entire couch to barely fit them. When they walk through doorways their shoulders brush either side of it. They had been standing their front paws on the back of the toilet to pee into it but they are too big to fit properly in the bathroom now, so they have walk in the door, facing the bath tub, and just lift their leg and pee sideways into the toilet like they were marking their territory.

At least now that Theo was home- he is going to be home for the next two days. His work week was over now, so he could shoo reporters away if they come looming outside the house again. And they did. Maranda did not want to play the villain here, so she decided to actually ask for an interview herself. Joyce refused any more interviews already, but that was a few days ago, and it wasn't to Maranda personally, so maybe?

She came first thing in the morning, so Loyce did not want to get out of bed. They were awake, because Lobo wakes up at dawn, but the part that is Joyce still refused to get out of bed. Theodore wanted to sleep in himself, but woke up quickly enough to the sound of Maranda knocking at the door and scoot down to answer it.

"Yes?"

"Heyyy, I am from the RK Report, I was wondering if I could get a few questions, for the paper? I am by myself."

Theo shook his head, sighing. "She already answered everyone's questions in interviews, and Joyce hates repeating herself."

"We... could you ask her at least? I mean the others were news teams, and wanted a full interview. I just-"

"She is sleeping. These are our days off."

Maranda inhaled sharply. "Ooh, sorry. Could I just... uh, get a photo of Lobo then? Just one photo."

Theo was about to tell her Lobo wasn't around but then his brain woke up a bit further and realized that excuse made no sense. If he isn't here, where the hell would he be? If Joyce is here, so is Lobo, and he unfortunately already told her Joyce is in fact home.

"Uuuh, hold on..." He closed the door again and had a little panic attack.

What is he going to do?! He seen Loyce at the top of the steps, their eyelids lowered. *Real smooth, genius.*

"What do I do?!"

*Okay, uuuhm... same reporter from yesterday- I recognize the scent. That means she is persistent, if you just brush her off without a satisfying answer she is going to try to peep on us, or stalk us.* They hustled down the stairs. *Okay... this is really risky but... try to push your hand INTO my back.*

"...what."

*My, er, our body is unstable, remember? If I try to transform at all I will become amorphous- if you are pushing on me when that happens you become partially fused to me, I can then transfer the extra beasthood to your body instead of mine. That will stabilize my body. I turn back to human, the two bodies are rejected.*

They only get more suspicious to Maranda the longer it takes them to do this- so he did it quickly, and luckily like the previous attempts to shuffle forms; it happened quick. His hand sunk into their body as if both the fur and flesh were made of dense putty- then in a surge the changes fired up through Theo's body from his hand up! He staggered back- almost into view of the window by accident. Lobo's body shrank down and his fur quickly become pale as Joyce seemed to rise up out of his back and pop off entirely! Joyce is finally entirely human again, and Lobo just a standard grey wolf!

Joyce shoved Theo back as he was transforming, motioning for him to go upstairs so she could answer the door, then remembered she is entirely naked. With a partial wolf mind for so long, she forgot that clothes were a thing. She grabbed his hand and dashed upstairs with him. His right hand deformed into a paw first, but the fur that sprouted on his knuckles first was not grey, white, nor black. It matched his hair color- he is turning into a RED wolf.

Theo's entire right arm shifted and then caused the shoulder to crunch into place and shape, making his arms terribly uneven with one another. The fur mapped where the internal changes were happening as his ribs popped and the fur spread quickly to his other shoulder, then down his left arm, changing the bones within in the reverse order the other arm went in. The pads on his paws were also not black- they are a deep grey-red. It almost looked like he was wearing a fur sweater because of how his fur is growing in.

Joyce looked at him to see a second mat of fur growing up in a stripe between his abs as the top progressed down to meet it. Oh crap, his clothes! As soon as they got to the top of the stairs she used her foot to basically hook her toes under his pants and underpants and kick them off, to get them off as quickly as possible, but only his pants came off. She was too late- his underwear already fused to him, because his pubes turned into a separate patch of fur already. Instead of red- the fur over his crotch alone is going to be a white and twice as long as the surrounding fur- it absorbed his underpants. Luckily he just woke up so he never put a shirt on yet today in the first place.

The fur and changes took his thighs and hips and forced him onto all fours, but he was luckily already in the top hall. Joyce let him go for now and dashed to the bedroom ahead of him to quickly grab a shirt and a skirt- no time for underwear. The changes swept down his legs quickly, taking his feet and then as it touched his butt, his tail flicked out- wagging aggressively as the muscle rapidly grew out. His penis started to change shape- starting with the knot bulging into existence at the base and then his balls were coated in a thin covering of fur. His neck popped and stretched longer as the fur raced up and then when the changes hit his jawbone his entire face stretched out- his ears stretched up.

Because it is shorter- his human hair looked like extra-long fur on his head, but unlike Lobo or Joyce; Theo has very bushy sideburns. The fur on the sides of his face grew in tremendously long and bushy, making his face diamond-shaped when viewed dead- on. His nose and lips still turned black like the others unlike his pads. There was another abnormality though that made Joyce pause and cock a brow at, as she passed on her way back to the front door. She was about to smirk at him getting a chub in his dick from the transforming but realized he did not- he is still flaccid. But his cock is entirely out. Theodore is circumcised. When transformed as a wolf- he doesn't have a sheath; his dick is just out ALL the time, because it has nowhere to go!

Theodore stepped around the corner at the top of the stairs so he was just out of visibility, and eavesdropped in his red wolf form. Joyce ran downstairs so fast she almost plowed into the front door rather than open it.

Maranda was surprised to see the legendary figure of Stonegale herself answer the door. "Oh! S-sorry to wake you. My boss is just on my ass to get something, and all the other publications focus on you- there are no photos of Lobo just, himself."

Joyce motioned to Lobo to step forward into the light coming in the front door. "Well here he is. For the record though... don't appreciate the house call. The yard has a very high fence for a reason. If he needs to go to the bathroom, and is out in the yard when someone wanders in..."

Maranda gulped nervously, imagining the wolf pinning her to the ground while tearing all the skin off her leg. "R-right. Unfortunately my boss is almost as scary... and fatal, if he fires me." She raised the camera, quickly adjusted the focus and took the shot of just Lobo. "Thank you so much. Do you... have any other wolves? Or did only Lobo return with you?"

"Only Lobo."

"Right. It must be hard for him to adjust to life in a city."

"We understand each other."

"From the time you spent together in the wilds, right?"

"Well that, and a telepathy spell."

"O-oh, so you can literally talk t-"

"Ah." She raised her hand. "No interviews."

Maranda blushed. "R-right, right, sorry! Thanks for the photo."

Maranda skittered off... for now. She did not go far, because she knew something was still up. She now has a photo to compare against- this wolf is not the wolf she seen yesterday, yet Joyce claims to only have one wolf. So if this is Lobo, who is the other?

Joyce sighed, putting the chain on the door again to return back upstairs but heard a few dull, muffled pops and cracks and looked to Lobo in surprise! His body was stretching out! His ribs became more shallow, his midriff pulled inward revealing the shape of human abs below the fur! His hips popped loudly causing him to flop over onto his side for a moment because it also shifted his legs. His entire body was enlarging, spreading across the floor. His fingers lengthened and his palms compressed, drawing the dew claw back together the fingers as it evolved into a thumb!

Lobo groaned and heaved himself up off the floor at first onto all fours, but vaguely recognizing this new shape of his; he shakily attempted to get up onto two legs! Joyce quickly loaned him an arm to brace himself on- he has never stood on two legs before so he has difficulty getting his balance.

"Uh oh, we did not split correctly."

"You." His voice was very deep and gravelly.

"Huh?"

"You did not split correctly. This magic business is not my doing."

"Ah...haha, yea. Oh. And you can speak English! For real this time!"

Joyce's form is perfectly stable, so she has only one humanity in her. That means both Lobo and Theodore have one beasthood each, and then one humanity split between them. Lobo shuffled away from her- looking sort of like an old man because of how awkwardly he walked. He reached down and picked up the wyvern wing bone he carries around with him, and placing his clawed hand on one end, he stood on the bone like a walking cane! Full wolf but also half human... Lobo looks like a werewolf in this form. They better not like Old Man McGregor spot him like this- the man is infamously known for being obsessed with werewolves- the guy is a bit of a psychopath and lives in a run-down shack at the edge of the woods.

Lobo walked back over to Joyce who was blushing deeply, staring at him. Because he is full wolf still while also being half human- he is larger than either; Joyce is only has tall as his pectoral muscles.

"What?"

"N-nothing, just... you look handsome. I know we didn't do this on purpose but you look good... really good."

He huffed. "I have known pups that drool less than you."

They both made their way upstairs to check on Theodore. His form is unstable, so he would actually be able to transform into the exact same shape Lobo is currently in, but for now he was maintaining the full wolf form. He could still tell his body was unstable- subtle shifts and twitches trying to change him but able to be willed away for now. Lobo was experiencing the same. The instability was less powerful now, but now in two bodies instead of one; they both have more than they should. Unfortunately it would be at least one more day before the Animus will arrive- potentially three more.

Joyce pat Theo's head and scratched the back of his neck through all the thick fur there. *S-stop that, I am not your dog.*

"Awww, but your cute, and loyal like one~"

Lobo smirked, glancing away. "Sheathless."

*What did you call me?!*

Joyce sighed, manually brushing down the fur on his upper back as it bristled. "Oh shush. The reporter is gone now, so we can enjoy our weekend together."

*How about you give my form back first?*

"Oh, you didn't want to stay like that a while... try it out? Never seen a red wolf before!"

He lowered his eyelids. *I am the one with the money, remember? If the Animus comes in, I can't walk into the store as a red wolf, and you can't buy it without money.*

"That is a good poinnnnt.... buuuuut........."

*Stop trying to think of a reason for me to stay wolf- there isn't one.*

"Fiiiine. Okay, like, think of your body transforming to be more human- once the half-humanity in you activates you should become all goopy so I can reach in and pull out the beasthood."

He concentrated and Joyce put her hand on his bushy upper back fur. It was a bit trickier for Theodore to activate it because he has never transformed before only minutes ago, so he was not at all familiar with what he should be visualizing. Joyce yelped in surprise a moment and Lobo looked back at them just in time to see her fall forward! She had to reach down to put her hand on his back, so when he became amorphous she fell through him- her weight shifted too far forward to keep her footing!

When they collided both of their bodies looked like two globules of liquid colliding with one another- their shape was entirely lost as the spell frantically attempted to parse what their body is supposed to look like- right now it was just a bunch of blank biomass. Luckily; that is what humanity and beasthood is for- properly sorting the shape out. It is a form of instructions. Their limbs re-emerged from the writhing blob first and formed- larger and a bit more masculine looking than Joyce's arms and legs, but less muscle definition like Theodore. They have black claws instead of nails, and pads on the insides of their hands... but they are otherwise human in shape and lack fur. Then a tail emerged as the thighs and butt properly regained their shape- but the hips and ass were absolutely massive! The hips are even wider than Joyce's already are, and the ass is at the very least twice as big and round! Even the thighs were large to properly transition into such a meaty ass!

Testicles fell into a scrotum, though each ball around the size of a softball... so also considerably larger than they are supposed to be, and the shaft formed over it- an odd hybrid. The dick itself stretched straight out then flopped into a lazy arch- nine inches long and almost as thick as a baseball bat. The veins were fat and large like a human shaft, and the glans as well were completely human in shape. The urethra projected from the glans in a rounded cone, and there is still a knot at the base like on a canine phallus. He has no sheath either, but he also didn't have one even when he was a proper wolf, so. There is a triangular patch of fur where pubes would be that trail almost high enough to touch their navel. Their tail grew to an abnormally huge size and the fur is extremely long and red-brown in color. Unlike a normal wolf, the fur curls at the ends, making it look rather untamed.

Their abs took shape and the divot formed deep between them- retaining the muscular appearance they had on just Theo's body. When it came to the pectorals though, the flesh billowed out above the pecs, swelling up as round, taut breasts! Below that; mostly eclipsed by the breasts- there are two breastless nipple and areola, and then yet another two just below the rib cage. When their head formed it was almost entirely human! Their hair was made of massive curls, and a red-brown in color like cherry oak. Their ears are those of a wolf; triangular with furred backs, and able to shift around to face sounds- but their size was massive. Looking more like the satellite-dish sized ears of a fennec fox than anything a wolf would have. Instead of Theo's massive sideburns they had abnormally bushy eyebrows- their actual facial structure a hybrid of the two, so androgynous. Their lips remained a glossy black like a canine, and their eyes two different colors like Loyce's final form- their mind split down the middle. Ice blue on Joyce's side, and emerald green on Theodore's side.

One body with a beasthood and one and a half humanity- the canine traits were outnumbered in this form. Though the gender of this form was rather jumbled. The genitals are entirely male, but they still have breasts and wide hips. Abnormally wide hips at that- but that is likely due to the additional half-humanity. Like Loyce did before them; they could fix the abnormal proportions by growing their entire body instead to even it out. It is two different bodies smushed together after all; in order to be a normal human height, the biomass has to go somewhere else.

She looked at their hands, a little bewildered as they got up off the floor again. "I guess we are... Theojoy?" "Our minds aren't fused, so no. We are still Theo and Joyce, thanks."

It was hard for Lobo to follow their conversation because they both now spoke with the same voice; same pair of lips- like watching someone talk to themselves.

Unlike using the telepathic link- the two of them could now hear each other's thoughts even when they were not actively trying to project them to each other. And now Theodore felt a little bad about asking her to revert him as if it were a simple task. If it was simple- this wouldn't have happened. They can fuse together and pull back apart whenever they want, sure- but they have no way of determining exactly how they divide. Even when Joyce got Theo to pull her and Lobo apart- it did not split how she intended; Lobo ended up with half a humanity he isn't supposed to have. They were lucky he did not accidentally shift to his bipedal form while Maranda was still watching! There is either too much humanity or too much beasthood, causing their bodies to shuffle around randomly- so when they divide, their body shifts making it impossible to divide correctly outside of a miraculous fluke. Imagine trying to cut a sheet of paper that is half black and half white- while someone is constantly shaking the page back and forth. The cut is going to look like an absolute mess.

Theo sighed. "Sooo... this is only going to get worse?" "Not necessarily. I can try something but... let's wait till tomorrow. The Animus isn't going to be in today anyway." "Won't dividing and merging even more jumble things up and make the situation worse?" "Our bodies won't settle on a shape, which means we can accidentally shift at any time... it also means we can consciously shift whenever we want. If you concentrate and try to shift wolf, and I concentrate and try to shift human when we pull apart- it will divide us accordingly. It probably won't be perfect but... closer than this. At the very least, we won't be sharing a single body."

Their tail was wagging automatically- you can bet that was Joyce's half of the emotion doing that. Lobo did not know what to think about it. Luckily- he did not have to. He didn't have to share his body at the moment, so he just wandered back downstairs to get comfortable on the couch, leaning heavily on his wyvern bone cane so he didn't have to learn how to walk on two legs.

Across the street, Maranda's brow was furrowed in disbelief. Using a telescopic lens on her camera she had been watching the entire thing- but there is a curtain over the window over the stairs up, so all Maranda was able to see is the silhouettes. She had no idea what was going on, but she definitely seen what looked like a feral wolf stand up off the floor with a humanoid shape.

Dumbfounded as to what she had seen she went to the only place she knew to- the old falling apart cabin at the edge of the forest. She knocked at the door and half a minute later a shotgun greeted her on the other side. Old Man McGregor answered the door gun-first as always, a lit smoke in the corner of his mouth and a scowl on his face.

"A sheep o' the media, hell d'yo' want? Yer paper already insulted me inough. Ev'ryone reckons ah's crazy- whooppy doo! Fry mah hide! ah doesn't care whut ennyone else reckons. ah knows whut ah know."

"N-no, sir. Old m- er, Gilligan McGregor- I came to you because I was wondering about werewolves. What are the odds of one actually appearing in Stonegale?"

He took a deep drag from his smoke and lowered his gun, leaning forward before exhaling the smoke. "Hundred percent. Eff'n they is not already hyar- they will be. An' th' one unyversal truth about 'em? Eff'n yo' doesn't kill them real fast- they will kill yo' real fast."

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Joyce was glad they decided to have a nap after. She likes sleeping in and she couldn't when she was sharing a body with Lobo, and all this form shuffling is tiring stuff. After a while she opened her eyes to the late afternoon sun at the edge of a massive field of grass. This is... the area behind the woods behind their house? No one owns this land so the grass doesn't get cut here- growing as tall as your neck. She is entirely naked at the edge of the woods- but the sunlight is so warm she had thought she was still in bed. The warm sun and cool breeze felt like the comfy, fresh sheets on her bed gently rolling around her. She did not even think to question why she was a good distance from her house and naked.

Though she has not seen them; she somehow knows both Lobo and Theo are close. Joyce steps into the tall grass, but as she walks it sort of tickles her naked flesh, and when she looks at her arms she sees a bit of black fur! She twirled around with her arms out and even more fur appeared! Wherever the grass brushed against her- it turned her more wolf, as if painting the wolf traits on her! Joyce giggled and dashed forward with her arms out, letting the grass tickle her limbs, her thighs, her breasts. She spun around getting her back as well and then did a little hop and fell back down- the grass grew thickly enough and tall enough that it knit together under her as she fell and padded her landing. Giggling like a schoolgirl; Joyce rolled and tumbled through the grass, mussing her hair up even as it was joined by fur. Being so close to the ground, when she did land on her feet it was on all fours- suddenly a full feral wolf again! She whipped her head back, feeling her long hair swing around. A wolf with the most luxurious head of hair!

Her ears automatically turned at the sound of the grass rustling elsewhere, and she turned just in time to see a large red wolf emerge from the tall grass with her- with very bushy fur on the sides of his head! Theodore was in full wolf form too- his half chub already bobbing in the open since he has no sheath to contain it in the first place. He smelled her, pushing his nose into her hair and the bushy fur around her neck where her scent builds the strongest before it can escape into the open air. Joyce playfully nipped at him after a few moments, and he bit her neck- though his fangs did not go deep enough to even touch her actual skin. With a mouthful of her mane he jumped at her, yanking her up and over, pinning her onto her back!

When he moved over Joyce the end of his exposed dick caught on and bounced over two of her erect teats, till it was firm enough to hold itself up over them. He brought his head down to hers thinking to kiss her, but then did not know how to really with the head of a wolf. Her gently pressed his black lips to hers, but then Joyce licked his face! He pulled his head back a bit but she followed, licking his snout. Ick- her breath smelled like raw mushrooms for some reason.

They both paused and looked over as the grass parted and Lobo walked out, again in his true form. A grey wolf with golden eyes and two facial scars to easily identify him by no matter what shape he takes. Theo backed up and Lobo approached Joyce who remained on her back with all four paws up and limp. Lobo opened his maw and bit her face- putting her muzzle inside of his! A playful act of dominance. She exposes her belly- an act of submission. Lobo doesn't care if she calls Theo her alpha or not- but when it is Lobo and Joyce; Lobo is always alpha. He let her go and she quickly scrambled to her feet, spying the tiniest hint of red at the end of his sheath- a little shaft peeking. She approached Lobo to the side and he immediately seen what she was gawking at and took a step back out of her reach. Joyce quickly did a little hop with her front legs spread out in front of her, bowing her front half a bit. Lobo only dipped his head and neck with her motion, keeping his eyes locked with hers. She did the same thing again, inching forward a bit with the second hop, causing him to step back again and this time he mirrored her, putting his arms out and upper half down. They both froze like that for a half minute before she turned and bolted full blast into the tall grass! Both Lobo and Theo bolted after her- one to her left and the other to the right; all three wolves cutting their own path in the grass that is twice as tall as they are.

The wind is not cold as it ripples through the grass around them, but it still gives them goosebumps from its impossible gentle touch rolling across their bushy fur. They run close enough together that they can see each other through the brief gaps in the thin wall of grass between them as they run. Lobo's penis now half out and erecting, knowing what his prize for catching her is. As the most experienced at being an actual wolf- Lobo eventually took the lead and turned to pounce on Joyce but she abruptly stopped and turned. She lived with his former pack for two months- she knows how they hunt. Theodore was basically just following the two of them- so he had to make a much broader turn to keep up.

Theo managed to catch up- they both lost track of Lobo for a moment. Theodore lunged forward and snapped at her, managing to bite down on her tail, but he did not quite get far enough ahead and her tail immediately pulled back out- he had only caught the fur. She turned and nipped back at him playfully, missing almost on purpose, but making him stop as well to evade. Lobo lunged out of the grass over her, tackling her to the ground! Both of their bodies tumbled together, rolling over top of one another! When they stopped, she felt his stiffening rod against her backside and froze up. Lobo hopped up and gripped her tightly with his forelimbs, but then rolled onto his side and then back- yanking her along with him! Now Lobo was on the bottom, but he was still on her back- pulling her limbs up off the ground, preventing her from using them to try and dash away again!

Joyce let out a startled yip when she felt his hot rod poke her anus and slowly penetrate her! Oh, he has never used that entrance before. Theo caught up again, heart hammering from all the running- and his dick very hard now because of all the flopping around from running while already erect. Thanks to their position; he was greeted with her six erect teats and plump, moist pussy waiting for him. That is why Lobo took the back way. Because Lobo is holding her up- Theo and Joyce's chest fur rub together as he gets up over her and aligns his dick, plunging into her. He shuddered at the feeling of the plush, soft, rubbery flesh of her fat labia envelop his cock and kiss the front of his already swollen knot!

Theo gripped her chest and upper back just under her shoulders from the front, while Lobo gripped her around her lower ribs and to her sides- his paws right beside her upper teats. Her body rocked up and down on his with his thrusts, which also set the pace for Theo to match from above as both males penetrated her from a different hole at the same time. Joyce's head just lulled back with a blissful look in her eyes as she watched the blue sky above while being in a wolf-sandwich. She grunt a bit and then yipped when Lobo shoved his knot against her and managed to stretch her hole large enough to accept it, if only for a moment. The pleasure of her tight anal muscles gripping his knot made it swell even larger, to its hardest- and tied them. Theo popped his in easier, but once inside the effect was the same- the pleasure swelled it to its maximum size and tied them from the front. The boys thrust off-rhythm of one another, but their knots were so large that they could feel one another's cock through the soft flexible walls of Joyce's inner passages! Because they thrust off-beat; their knots tugged on each other using Joyce's flesh as a buffer between them to make sure they did not get completely snagged on each other! Joyce felt SO full with both knots in, dragging her insides back and forth along with them because they press into her so tightly! All her pleasure receptors constantly humming, all stretched taut and ultra-aware of all the slightest movements.

Being double-penetrated made her shudder at the edge of orgasm the entire time; when the knots popped in she climaxed immediately. She had a second, and was approaching a third when the boys finally tensed up as far as possible and exploded into her. Lobo's cum felt like it filled deeper into her, coating her insides with hot goo. Theo's cum had less room to go, so instead it built up, trapped by his knot, and stretched her pussy out even more around it like a water balloon; putting Joyce over the edge and causing her to tremble in a THIRD orgasm! Because she is being held up- her back legs shook quite a bit when she orgasms, because there is nothing bracing them, they just hang above her limp.

When Lobo flopped over on his side he once again pulled Joyce over- and since he was mostly balancing on her- he yanked Theo over too! Instead of hitting the ground, they fell THROUGH the ground! The ground passed over them gently and moved out of the way like they were tumbling through clouds, or... bed sheets?

Joyce sat up fast- dragging Theodore with her since they still shared a body. "Oh... uh. Huh. Wow, I just had-" "A wild dream?" "Wait... grass field? Sex?" "We had the same dream? I guess that makes sense- we are two halves of the same brain right now."

As they found out later however, the dream was actually shared three-ways. Lobo also had the same dream. They had been playing musical chairs with their bodies, and the crossed-signals left them with shared dreams too. Why their eidolon were all feral wolves however was anyone's guess, because none of them currently have the form of a feral wolf. Lobo was slowly getting used to being able to walk around like a man- and was liking the new form if for no other reason than he is much taller in this form. He still leans on the wyvern bone as a cane wherever he goes though, so you can hear him coming from the clack of bone against the floor.

Joyce and Theodore shifted themselves around to fix their proportions- shrinking their ears, their tail, thighs and especially hips to be proportionally correct to their mostly human body. The result of that however is that they now stand eight and a half feet tall and hit their heads on every doorway they try to pass through. It made preparing dinner that night awkward, because they are so tall that the island counter is only at crotch-level... so they leaned their hips waaay back for that, so nothing else flopped onto the chopping board by accident.

They all ended up laying on the couch watching a marathon of very old movies well into the night, since they had all slept through the middle of the day. Eventually Lobo slipped away to use the bathroom. And by bathroom I mean the backyard, because he's never used an actual toilet, so it didn't even occur to him that he could now that he is humanoid.

Once they were alone, Theo smirked and cupped their breasts. "So this is what they feel like from the other side, huh?" "Nice, right? Squishy like a stress ball!"

They squeezed and gently pat the breasts, hypnotized by their bouncing. Grabbing the nipples they twisted and tugged out on them, both moaning, but the breasts swelled a bit, putting the nipples further out! They both smirked, but then their thoughts quickly became a jumbled blur. They groaned, trying to think of something- anything, but unable to for several seconds. They could not even process what they were looking at or doing. When they could- it was no longer Joyce and Theodore. Their eyes are now bright cyan! Trying to shift their form caused their brains to blend together!

"Welp... NOW, we are Theojoy. Ugh... I hate my own sense of humor."

Their shared lewdness immediately made their body start to shrink... and their breasts grow in its place. A little patch of fur also formed over their breasts and grew into a rather cute little tuft to cap their cleavage. Not too long into the size transfer though- the nipples below started to rise on their own soft hills! Small breasts started to form behind the second set of nipples! Theojoy dug their fingers into their fattening tits, loving the feeling of the flesh billowing up between their digits. They stretched their tits up as far as they could and dropped them hard into the forming second set, putting all four into a jiggling fit as they collide! By the time the second set was the size the original had been... the third set of nipples now started to grow breasts! Breasts are a much smaller space to concentrate biomass into- so their growth seemed more extreme than the shrinking of their body.

Theojoy's tail was wagging so hard it felt like there was a fan pointed at up their back. Their top breasts bloated up chubby and round stopping at the size of two oblong basketballs- nipples as long as two segments on her pinky finger. The second set stopped just shy of that, and the third just shy of those. When fully resting on their body without any clothing to hold them up, they cover basically all of Theojoy's torso except their crotch. They fanned their hands back and forth, flicking the six sets of nipples up and down with the plush pads on their inner hands. Lobo had returned from the bathroom by then, but just smirked at their self-exploration and wandered upstairs to sleep on the carpet of the bedroom and leave them alone.

Theojoy's dick was bobbing aggressively in their lap now from touching themselves so much, and the knot starting to swell at its base- at a much slower pace. They scoot themselves around to put their back on the far cushion, then grabbed a pillow on the opposite end and shoved it up under their butt- putting their hips up higher than their head! Curled up even slightly caused all six fat breasts to squeeze into one another, billowing rounder and pulling the skin taut. With their hips up, their dick penetrated the cleavage of their lower two boobs! Theojoy can give themselves a titfuck! With their body curled- Theojoy's chin just barely cleared their upper cleavage, but thrusting their cock into the lower two caused their breasts to clap against each other like a Newton's cradle- the bottom breasts hit the middle, which then bounced the top off them and gently pat their face with the soft curves. Using their hands; Theojoy took turns grabbing the nipples of the three different sets, rolling the erect teats between their fingers, squished against their plush paw pads, or grabbing them and yanking the breasts out to the sides and letting them spring back into place!

Their dick penetrated the bottom cleavage, so when Theojoy climaxed they came into the cleavage of the middle breasts. They ended up falling asleep, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm, and they did not even turn off the TV which continued to play obscure classic movies into the wee morning hours.

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Theodore's second day off and the day the Animus might arrive at the shop. Lobo woke with the sun like always, but Theo and Joyce slept in almost till noon. Lobo did not need entertainment unlike humans- he was content to sit by the open window, basking in the morning sun and letting the breeze ruffle his fur while he just sits silently with his thoughts.

When Theojoy finally did wake up- it was time to try and divide themselves. There is one humanity and one beasthood, but also a spare half of a humanity, so too much to divide evenly no matter what. Theojoy figured the most balanced they are going to get is if one is fully human and stabilized, and the other is essentially a wolfman like Lobo currently is. A wolf with half a humanity is still more stable than a full wolf with a full humanity- that is why Lobo hasn't had much problem maintaining that shape. So like planned; Theodore tried to think of a human transformation and Joyce tried to think of a wolf. It was easier said than done, since as Theojoy; there is no clear divide from one mind and the other. It was a single mind trying to associate its current thoughts with its conflicting memories.

Theojoy started to shift their form, and grabbed the arm of the couch with one hand and the edge of a wall with the other, pulling in two different directions as their form became amorphous! Half their body started to turn more feral as the other half turned more human at the top and started to peel apart in the middle! When they divided finally; Theodore flopped across the floor and almost hit his face on the polls of the arm railing for the stairs to the second floor. Joyce face-planted herself into the side of the couch- a much softer landing. When they got up they looked each other over and immediately took note of the differences. Theo is entirely normal looking. Joyce is entirely beast, while Theo is one and a half human. That means Joyce is going to have a bit of a problem thinking and holding her concentration, she is full feral. She was raised human, and only has human memories and knowledge- so she is the equivalent of a tamed wolf at least.

Theo got dressed, crossing his fingers that when he calls the Arcanum; they have good news. It could potentially take several more days for the Animus to come in. He feels the occasional pang of a transformation trying to take hold and manages to suppress it. Since he has an extra half humanity in him, he could potentially mutate to have an extra set of arms, or suddenly become ultra-muscular, or hung out of the blue. Joyce may be full feral- but it's just one full beasthood, so she is actually the most stable form of all of them, she will not shift around. When Theo came back downstairs he smiled at the sight of Joyce sitting by the telephone with her tail wagging, eagerly waiting for him to make the call.

He did not even have time to pick up the receiver when there was a loud knock at the door, and a man declared he was a police officer! Theo furrowed his brows. What on earth did the police want? Lobo appeared at the top of the stairs and spoke down to them . He wore a cloak hiding his form- it had been a cover they used to keep dust off an unused couch upstairs.

"The nosy one with the flashing box. She is with these intruders."

Theo tilted his head. "Flashing...? Oh, the camera. The reporter, Gods damnit."

Theo was considering answering the door but Joyce bit his pant leg, holding him back. If the police are here, they are probably going to want to look around. And currently they will find a wolfman and a new feral wolf- neither of whom are supposed to be here. Which on its own isn't THAT bad- they CAN just explain what happened. Except Maranda is also outside, and will report on anything they say, which IS bad.

Theo groaned, motioning to the back of the house. "You and Lobo get out of here." As Lobo came down the stairs they all heard a clicking at the front door- the officer is using a universal key to unlock their door. "Shit, quickly."

Lobo pat Theodore on the shoulder as he passed. "You too, sheathless. You will not be able to give them an explanation that will satisfy them."

Theo sighed. "Do you really need to call me that?"

"No." He continued to walk out. "I do not need to call you at all."

Theo reluctantly followed. Luckily the universal key took a few seconds to work. It is a magical device to be placed over any non-magic based lock, that will open it regardless of key shape. The three of them had to exit through the kitchen door at the back of the house- over the back patio. The forest behind their yard isn't really dense enough to hide in, and there are no sheds in these back yards- so they dashed toward the denser buildings, hoping to take backstreets to avoid any attention. At a glance Lobo will just look like a very tall person- thanks to the cloak he is hiding under. At a distance, Joyce could be mistaken for a very large dog. And for the time being anyway, Theo looks perfectly normal.

Lobo holds him back however, instructing Theo to stay a ways back from Joyce, and he will stay a ways off from both of them. If they travel together the odds of them attracting attention go up. And if they get caught while they are all together, then they cannot help one another- because then they are all caught. Theo followed his lead, knowing damn well a wolf knows best when it comes to the hunt.

The police officer took a few steps into the house, looked around and called out, getting no reply. He turned back to Maranda who was looking rather nervous herself and shrugged. "They aren't even home. Are you SURE you saw a werewolf? Why didn't you use your camera to take a picture of it?"

"I need to replace the flashbulb, I already used it earlier that day, and they are kind of delicate to be carrying around several of them." She furrowed her brow, motioning to the house. "Are you SURE they aren't home? Because that means Lobo is on the loose too. Is there any signs of a monster? Claw marks or... I don't know! Old Man McGregor sai-"

"Woooah- wait. You been talking to McGregor?"

Maranda blushed. "W-well yes, but I went to him after I-"

The officer just lifted his hand to silence her. "You of all people should know the old man is batshit crazy. Your own publication reported on his tall tales. Do NOT call us on his advising. Do not even encourage him. He has a lot of weapons at his disposal and frankly we think HE is a risk to public safety, but he technically obtained his armory legally so we can't actually take it away from him."

The officer used the universal key to re-lock the door, but Maranda quickly ran off while his back was turned- determined to track them down. She was watching the front doors, they did not leave the house normally, and why would they sneak out unless they knew she was here already? That means they cannot be far. Gilligan was out searching the area too, but he was scanning the streets as a failsafe if the 'were wolf' made a run for it and overpowered the officer- if they snuck out, they probably aren't going to be on the main streets. This was more than just a big story- it was a huge risk to public safety. A werewolf had not been seen in eons, and there was never really that many on this content in the first place, most people assumed they were extinct. Old Man McGregor is the only one who still hunted them- though everyone assumed he was just jumping at shadows.

Joyce peeked her head out around corners ahead of the other two, and then dashed across the street to the next alleyway. Theo followed, just walking casually behind her about twenty paces, and then Lobo shuffled along with his bone cane ten feet behind Theodore. The wolves at the front and back- because their senses are sharper than a humans, Joyce first because she is the most stable. Strongest wolf leads the pack- not necessarily the alpha, just whoever can cut the wind or snow the best for the others to follow.

Maranda spotted her though- she spotted Joyce dashing across a street to get to the alley at the other side. They were trying to loop around, to get back to the house from the opposite side. Thanks to Lobo's foresight however- she did not see Theo or Lobo still on the other side.

Maranda pulled out her camera- loaded with a new flashbulb today and quickly snapped a photo of Joyce, causing her to jump in surprise from the bright flash. "Got you now, beast!"

Maranda spun around to run before the wolf tried to attack but she ran face first into Theodore's chest as he walked up from behind.

"Ah, miss reporter. I see you are taking more photos of Lobo. Wife used magic to change his coat color, like the black?"

Maranda jabbed his chest with her index. "You can't fool me, buddy! You are harboring a monster! That is not Lobo- it has long hair, and its eye color is different! I have photo evidence! Your wife got bit by a werewolf out in the wilds and brought the curse back to us all!!"

"N-no, there are no werewolves. You have photographs of two regular wolves. Neither of those are werewolves." He was almost about to point out the fact Joyce has a silver claw, but that would out her on her transformation mishap. She has one silver claw that is her repurposed braided silver ring... silver kills werewolves.

"No! I consulted Gilligan McGregor- he might be an eccentric old man, but he knows what he is talking about when it comes to werewolves, I will expose all your secrets!"

A full BFI slammed into the alley on its side, right beside her, close enough that it yanked her hair back with the air pressure as it came down, causing Maranda to utterly freeze in place; too afraid to even produce a sound in reaction.

Lobo slowly walked up behind Theodore- having tossed the 600 pound metal box through the air like a child throws their toys. His upper lips curled back to bare his pearly white fangs at Maranda.

"You threaten my pack? You wish to hurt us with your words?" He leaned forward close enough that she could feel the heat of his breath. "Then I will hurt you back- but it won't be with words."

"P-p-p-p-please d-d-don't eat me..."

He smacked her shoulder, knocking her back a pace. "I would never eat you. Just because I am almost positive you'd taste like shit."

Joyce took the opening to snatch the camera out of Maranda's hand with her maw, and bit down hard enough to shatter the camera, destroying the photo of her wolf form. She was unable to join in trying to convince Maranda with words, since she cannot speak in this form. She cannot use the telepathy on Maranda because she doesn't know Maranda's personal rune to connect them. Maranda backed up in fear, and the three of them grouped up and went to return home now, leaving Maranda trembling in fear in the alley. It was quicker to return the way they came, since they now know where the reporter is and already dealt with her. If she returns to her paper with no photos, people will just think she is nuts. Especially since she was consulting with Gilligan McGregor, who is notoriously nuts.

As soon as they were a safe distance, Maranda took a deep breath and shouted at the top of her lungs. "McGregor! They are here! The wolves are heeere!"

Lobo turned and sneered at her again and Maranda turned and ran away as fast as she possibly could.

Theodore motioned for Joyce to hurry and follow him. "She has been talking to that old nutjob? Let's get out of here before anyone else comes to see what the commotion is and makes this even more complicated."

As they were hustling across the street... the ground started to shake. They paused and looked around quickly to figure out what the rumbling is, and Theo and Joyce froze up in fear. Lobo did not know what he is looking at, because he has never seen one before.

The tank McGregor is riding in was definitely not meant to be driven on a street- the treads are chewing up the pavement and turning it into mulch. McGregor is ex-military after all, and the tank had been decommissioned, so no one thought twice about him taking it, assuming it doesn't work anyway. And it didn't, but he unfortunately knows how to repair it. The mess of clockwork gears on the inside that allow the turret to turn are a hazard if you get your clothes or fingers caught in it, and it just fires regular old cannon balls, but it is still a tank- the most advanced this world had to offer anyway.

Theodore immediately put his hands up. He knew if they tried to make a run for it- Gilligan would just immediately fire on whoever ran first. "Wohooo-there. Let's not do anything too crazy...er. Crazier than they already are. There has been a massive misunderstanding- just a transformation mishap, definitely no werewolves here." He motioned to the silver claw on Joyce's paw. "She is wearing silver right now- can't be a werewolf."

"Polished steel."

"You are free to bring anything made of silver over here and slap it on any of us- it won't do anything because none of us are werewolves. There hasn't been a werewolf seen anywhere remotely close to Stonegale in two hundred years."

"A hundred an' twenty five, acshully- least on record. An' sho'nuff- ah will haid on over thar an' slap yo' wif some silvah. Then yo' rip mah throat out on account o' ah was dumb inough t'exit mah vehicle. ah's not an idiot."

Lobo slowly walked forward to put himself in front of his pack. Joyce yelped at him and was about to grab his foot in her mouth and pull him back but as soon as she went to move, the cannon on the tank twitched to look at her.

Theo shook his head, whispering to Lobo. "G-get back Lobo, you can't fight a tank. No one can fight a tank- it can kill you from half a mile away faster than you can blink."

"I protect pack."

He barred his fangs at the tank and tossed his cloak off to the side, never breaking eye contact with the enemy for even a moment. Lobo's fur started to rise up on end as he tensed in anger, the sound of his growl like a roll of thunder.

Joyce practically screamed at him in their shared mind space. *No! No Lobo, you can't protect against this, it's metal and explosions!*

Gilligan smiled and took a deep breath- momentarily lighting the dark interior with the glow from his cigarette. "See yo' in hell, beast."

The police were now on Gilligan's trail- finding the mess of destroyed road his tank has left in his wake, but were still too far off to save the day. Old Man McGregor fired the turret at Lobo, who refused to get out of the way even though his reflexes may have been fast enough to dodge it- he does not recognize this threat, and his loyalty to his pack will never allow him to back down from ANYTHING. Joyce leapt forward, but she could not get to him in time, and even Theo jumped at Lobo to knock him out of the way but he is not faster than a close-range cannon ball.

The massive black iron sphere ripped a hole straight through Lobo's upper left chest and shoulder and slammed deep into the road behind him... at only half the size it entered at. The rest had been absorbed into Lobo as it passed through. Because Theodore touched him- triggering a fusion, which made his body amorphous at the moment of impact. Joyce then arrived a half second later, and all three bodies were drawn together!

The shadow of the wolf crept down the street toward Gilligan as they grew bigger and bigger with the shared mass of three people. Gilligan frantically tossed a satchel of black powder into the loading chamber of the turret and scrambled to load another cannon ball. Generally there is more than one person in a tank- someone else is supposed to load the turret, not the driver. Though Lobo's genitals only increased in size- he did get female influence from Joyce as two rows of three erect teats formed down his muscular midriff. The hole the ball ripped through his chest slowly closed- having not dripped a single drop of blood in the process, and mending without leaving so much as a mark in its wake.

Theodore's muscular physique stacked itself on top of Lobo's already fit form and their upper arm, pectoral, and especially upper back muscles swelled absolutely massive. For a moment Lobo's eyes changed color- ice blue on the right and emerald green on the left, but then his head quickly deformed and started to duplicate itself! His chest cracked and became unusually wide, and the top branching into one and two halves of a collar bone- an additional half on either side of the original collar bones. The veins and then muscle in his neck swelled gargantuan and then they too started to branch and split- his spine now forked like a trident. A new wolf head spawned off either side of his existing one, and he was given two new eyes of his original golden color.

Joyce, Theodore, and Lobo each had their own individual head- so their thoughts were still separate, but because they shared a body, their will was united, and the control shared. The fur grew exceptionally long and bushy now around all three necks, the chest, the upper back, the tail, and on their shared forearms above their half-paw hands. Their fur colors all blended together across the entire body turning to charcoal grey, but the very ends of the fur turned vibrant red- looking like embers floating among a sea of ash. Though their heads were still individual; the united fur color remained consistent across all of them, but each still retained their own eye color. Theo also had slightly longer fur on top of his head, and a LOT longer fur on the sides. Joyce still had her human hair in addition to her fur, and it is still complete black in contrast to the dark grey.

Lobo let the bone cane fall to the street for now- in comparison to their new size it looked more like a toothpick. Their proportions remained normal, so by putting the biomass of all three of them into a single body- the one wolf threesome stands over twelve feet tall.

His fur stood on end again and all three heads bared their fangs in anger as they turned to face the tank again. "My turn."

He jumped off the ground from a dead stop so high Gilligan cannot even see where he went through the narrow slat he has to see out of. Lobo landed on the end of the turret so hard the entire rest of the tank was yanked momentarily off the ground, before the weight on either end bent the long turret- so if anyone attempted to fire it, it would backfire and blow the tank up instead. Lobo slammed his hand into the top of the tank and five, six inch long claws made of solid black iron ripped through the armored roof in a perfect circle around Gilligan's head. All of their claws are black iron thanks to the mass they absorbed unintentionally from the cannon ball- the only exception is a single claw on their left hand has beautiful silver filigree embedded in it- thanks to Joyce's ring.

They closed their hand with their fingers still rammed through the roof and caused the metal plates of the tank to groan and deform, and when they had a tight enough grip they slammed the other hand into the side, yanked back as hard as they could and tore the hatch off the top of the yank- ripping the metal hinges clean off!

Gilligan spat his smoke out and put his fists up. "Come on then, fight me! ah will spit blood in yer eyes as ah bleed out!"

The police finally arrived and piled out of their cars, but then stood there a bit dumbfounded and not at all knowing who to point their flintlock pistols at. The giant three headed monster wolf, or the insane old man who used an illegal war machine to destroy four city blocks of road, and fired a cannon in the middle of a residential district.

Lobo grabbed him by the throat and lifted him out of his wrecked war machine.

Joyce scoffed at how he kicked and squirmed. "Not so tough now, are you, you crazy old bastard."

Gilligan's face was bright red and he even had tears of pain in his eyes.

Lobo lowered him so his feet at least rest on the top of the tank. "I let you live- so you can remember the embarrassment of defeat, false-wolf."

Theo narrowed his eyes. "False-wolf??"

Lobo took his hand away, revealing the pattern of the silver filigree from his left ring finger, etched into Gilligan's neck as a second degree burn.

The eyes of both Joyce and Theo went wide in realization. "You're a werewolf!!"

So, Old Man McGregor was right all along- there are werewolves in Stonegale; himself. The boy who cried wolf, is a wolf. That is why he so vehemently waits for more to arrive, and has dedicated his life to the hunt. He was bit by a werewolf when he was young and turned as a result- as the curse is transmitted by a virus that carries through bodily fluids, like saliva from a bite. That is why Gilligan was willing to fight Lobo even in his three-headed ultrawolf form- a werewolf regenerates from any wounds you inflict on it, no matter how severe... unless it was inflicted by silver. Silver is poison to the virus cells that carry the curse. That is also why he put himself to use in the military- unlike the other soldiers he had no fear of dying, because odds are the enemy wasn't using silver bullets, and if it isn't silver; it cannot kill him. When he retired from his service, he took up vigil- wasting his life waiting for a werewolf to attack, even though all the savage werewolves had already been slain long ago. He did it for revenge- he wanted so badly for the wolf that bit him to show up, so he could finally murder it for what it did to him. But it is more than likely the wolf that bit him died a long, long time ago, and he has been waiting for a ghost.

The police escorted Lobo's pack back to their home, and even went to the Arcanum to pick up their Animus for them so they would not have to wander around like... that. The news never reported on any of it- the police never released their identity and the only one who could have snapped a photo is now in prison. For calling the police in to hunt a werewolf that did not exist, for invasion of privacy, for aiding in attempted murder and destruction of property- Maranda was arrested. She would not be in jail very long, but it did come with a large fine and she sure as hell doesn't have her job at the paper anymore. As promised- her boss dropped all association with her and pretended like they never met. As for Gilligan, well; the police finally had their legal reasons to confiscate his... obscenely large stash of weaponry, save for a silver broadsword which he was allowed to keep- he can wield the sword without harm because the handle is gilded and wrapped heavily in leather. Because of his old age, they were not going to throw him in prison, but they did throw him in a retirement home under careful supervision- the lock on his door made of silver, in case he gets a little too rowdy on a full moon.

Joyce used the Animus to draw out the extra beasthood and thus revert all three of them once again back to their default forms- now all three stable. She did not use the counterspell to break up the contained beasthood though. Now that it has a vessel; she can use it to transform whenever she wants, like she originally intended. And there is still a certain dream she had that she wouldn't mind re-enacting... at least for starters.