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One Night in Bangkok

By Danath www.danath.com

Ray and Phailin are © RayOElGatubelo (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rayoelgatubelo/)

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Ray blinked at the bright light of the Thailand sun as he stepped out of the tall, modern office building and onto the swarming sidewalk. People rushed by in both directions, many on bikes, and the honking and screeching from the packed roadways filled his ears. The Hispanic male took a firm grip on his satchel bag, mindful of how easy it was to lose a bag on the crowded streets of Bangkok.

He turned left and headed for his hotel. Ray had an average build, but fit, with black hair and black eyes. His olive complexion took on a sheen of sweat in the late afternoon heat. By the time he reached his room, his button-up shirt was soaked with sweat. He tossed his black suit coat onto the bed and stripped down before taking a refreshingly cold shower.

The translating job brought him to Bangkok for the weekend, but the company he was contracted to arranged a fine hotel with all the amenities. He considered taking a swim in the hotel pool later as he toweled his hair dry. His small four-inch cock, however, gave a little throb and he sighed. He hadn't been laid in weeks, which was a problem for therianthropes like him. Their unusually active sex drives called for attention on a regular basis.

Ray was a bit of a ladies' man, though, and thanks to his globe-trotting job as a translator of nearly a dozen major languages and three minor ones, he had regular hookups nearly everywhere on the globe in the therianthrope community. Thailand was new to him, however, as he'd never spent more than a day in the country previously.

He flopped, still naked and damp, onto the large queen-sized bed in his hotel room and pulled his laptop from his messenger satchel. His cock hardened up as he browsed to the secret forums his kind used. Were-people from the world over were united by the internet more than ever, a blessing for males like him in need of a good night out.

The Thailand forum was, predictably, filled with a lot of information about the country and the spots the therianthropes liked to hang out. He smiled when he realized his hotel was listed as a good cruising spot to meet others like himself, though he was always a bit paranoid about being discovered.

Ray toyed with the platinum chain around his neck, the only visual evidence of his curse. He had to wear it at all times to prevent himself from randomly changing into a werepanther, though he could, with the chain on, do so at will.

As he relaxed on his bed on his belly, he clicked a few more discussion threads, reading the responses about the city's hotspots. Horny as he was, as tired after a long day of translating boring business meetings, the Hispanic male didn't notice as a long, black tail slowly grew out of his tailbone and weaved in the air above him. The length was covered in fine black fur, except for the white tip. It wasn't until his tail stroked across his leg that he realized he'd been partially transforming himself.

Scolding words followed as he focused. The tail disappeared in a few moments and he let out a sigh. It wouldn't do to have a cleaning lady walk in on him with a tail. Long days of translating took their toll on his focus.

He returned his attention to the forums and looked for some place nearby where he could find someone to spend the night with. One club in particular caught his attention. Billed as clean, small, and friendly to foreigners, Ray copied the address down into his phone and loaded it up on the map. It was only a few miles away, just outside of the red light district.

Ray smiled and got dressed, pulling on a pair of light green boxers, some blue jeans, and a loose button-shirt. He considered tucking the blue shirt in, but decided to go more casual, and left it hanging out. He undid the top three buttons as well, showing off his platinum chain and smooth, semi-muscular chest.

A small three-wheeled taxi took him to his destination for a few dollars from the per diem the company left for him. The club, named "Creatures of the Night," appropriately enough, had a large red neon sign above a black door. It was set in the middle of a poorly-traveled alleyway. Ray nodded at a few people leaning against the walls near the doors, recognizing in them the tell-tale signs of lycanthropes and other were-creatures.

The inside of the club wasn't as clean as promised, but the smell was good. The front of the bar was very tiny, with no more than a half-dozen seats at the bar and four small tables arranged around it. The bartender regarded him with a hostile glance until, when Ray sat down at the bar, his platinum chain glinted under his shirt. Recognition dawned, and, speaking in Thai, the Asian bartender pointed him towards a red door in the back.

"I'll buzz you through," he said, motioning him away from the bar. "This bar is not open."

Ray nodded and smiled. Many therianthropic establishments had a secret location somewhere on the premises. He walked to the door and, after a moment, heard the lock click with a faint buzz. He stepped through and into the adjoining facility.

It was much cleaner and much grander. Plush red velvet lined the walls and a silver chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a pale glow over the long runway extending into the middle of the room. Black leather booths lined the walls and tables sat in the open near the stage. Dance music played on the speakers.

A mix of humans and weres sat around drinking and conversing. Many were Thai, though Ray spotted a couple foreigners like himself among the crowd. The bar, on the far side of the room, was well lit, and Ray took a seat on one end.

The bartender was an attractive canine were. She wore a tight miniskirt and high heels that hugged her ample chest. Shiny black fur spilled out over the hemlines as she smiled at Ray and set a coaster down in front of him.

"English?" she asked.

He shrugged and responded in perfect Thai. "Thai is fine. I'm a translator," he said, smiling.

"Ah, very good!" the canine said, showing off some long rows of white teeth. Her up-curved tail wagged from under the back of her dress, which hugged her rump quite well. Ray tried not to stare, but already he could feel his erection returning.

"Just a beer, please," Ray said, handing her a note.

"Coming up!"

She turned and, to Ray's eyes, put a little swing into her steps, causing her booty to sway seductively. Ray decided he'd definitely tip her well.

A skinny, lanky equine sat a few seats down from Ray at the bar next to a blonde human woman. They kissed and nibbled each other occasionally. Ray looked away, not wanting to stare as he realized the woman's hand was moving in her partner's lap.

He was given a distraction by the stage lights, which turned down low. The music changed to something slower and Ray turned on his stool to watch the show. Behind him, the bartender set down his beer.

"You like the girls, huh?" she said to him.

Ray turned and grinned. "What can I say?" He lifted the beer and drank a good half of it, smacking his lips as the carbonation burned his throat. "That tastes great, thank you!"

"You're welcome! You need another... or perhaps something else... you let me know, okay?"

The canine winked at him and Ray smiled. Well, his worries about finding a partner for the night were over, at least, unless she was just working him for tips. Which was, he thought, probably more likely. Still...

On stage, a Thai girl in a skimpy bikini walked onto stage, twisting and contorting her hips. Ray shifted on his stool when he saw fur sprout along her arms and legs. The white fuzz grew in thickly as she danced, rubbed herself, bent over and shook her hips and the wispy white tail that formed above her plump bottom. A few members of the audience whooped as the human transformed into a rabbit during her striptease. Ray shivered, cock hard at the sight. He loved watching women transform. Many therianthropes didn't care one way or another, but to Ray, it was incredibly seductive.

He found himself staring, mouth hanging open, as the woman's human features morphed. Her button nose was replaced by a pair of quivering pink nostrils and her front teeth enlarged. She sucked on her fingers as her ears shifted to the top of her head, growing long and straight.

He didn't even notice when she lost her top and cupped her breasts; he was focusing on her changing legs, which twisted and cracked with the ease of a familiar transformation. The already long, lean limbs lengthened, thickening especially around her thighs with additional muscle under all that fluffy white fur. Ray licked his lips and turned back to the bar, shivering as his small cock throbbed in his jeans. He drank the rest of his beer in a single gulp and motioned for the bartender to bring him another.

Instead of the attractive canine, a Thai woman appeared and dropped a fresh beer for him. He handed her another note.

"Keep the change," he said.

"You here on business?" she asked, pocketing the bill.

"Yeah... just for the weekend."

The woman leaned over. Her full, red lips spread open a bit as she stared at Ray, the ghost of a smile on her lips. She had a large butterfly tattoo around her right eye, like a perpetual shadow. Combined with her spring-green eyeliner, it amplified her exotic physique.

"Mai said you looked pretty lonely," she whispered. She was standing on her toes, bent over the bar, arms crossed underneath her, showing off her breasts, which were wrapped up in a white tube top. Her brown skin glistened. "She told me maybe I ought to come over and see how lonely you were."

Ray grinned and took a sip of beer. He was liking Thailand.

"Matter of fact... I am a little lonely," he said. He tried not to squirm too much as his aching cock throbbed in his pants. "Think you might be able to help me with that?"

"I think we can come up with some kind of arrangement," the barmaid said, standing up straight. She lifted her hands to her head and pulled a bobby pin out, allowing her long dark hair to cascade around her narrow face. She smiled at Ray after shaking her hair into place.

"Meet me outside in ten minutes," she said. "Enjoy your beer."

Ray grinned and took his time with his drink, turning back to the stage when the mysterious woman disappeared into the back of the bar. The rabbit was on her back, paws on her belly, slowly humping the air. Even in his human form, Ray could smell the heat coming from her loins and shivered with arousal. Thailand was not a good place to be lonely. Fortunately, it looked like his problem was about to be solved.

He was outside in the alley twelve minutes later. The woman waiting for him, so he offered her his arm and she took it, leaning into him as they walked.

"I'm Phailin," she said, stroking her fingers down his arm. "What's yours?"

"Moribeseth. But you can call me Ray."

Phailin paused, right eyebrow rising as she considered his were-name. Then she smiled and slipped her hand over his belly. "Well, Ray, I hope I can make you feel less lonely. Bangkok is the city of love, after all," she said, smiling up at him. "It's $300 for the night."

Ray nodded. "Done." At this point, he'd have paid twice that for this beautiful creature. His arm slipped around her hips, holding the smooth skin of her bare side in his palm.

Therianthropes had a thriving sex industry in most major cities. They couldn't have sex with regular humans without changing them into therianthropes as well. If discovered, the consequences were severe, often decades of imprisonment and confinement. An active trade not only helped therianthropes find steady income, it prevented "accidents".

"Where are we going?" Ray asked, slipping his palm down to cup the woman's tight ass.

"A place I know where a couple of animals won't be disturbed."

Phailin's words thrilled Ray and he coughed as he stuck his hand in his pants to hide his erection. He was short and small down there in his human form, so he preferred being able to change into his werepanther body. Trouble was, you didn't want to get caught in a compromising situation while transformed. Too many awkward questions.

He was still surprised, however, when their destination came into view. A few blocks from the club was a zoo, of all places, and Phailin motioned for him to follow as she easily scaled a wrought-iron fence and dropped inside. Ray grinned and jumped onto the fence, clambered over easily, and followed her down the path around the enclosures.

"A couple of animals won't be noticed here, huh?" he asked, catching up to her and slipping his hand down the back of her tight shorts. He squeezed her plump bottom and she giggled.

"We'll be all alone here... the zoo is closed and the keepers all leave by now. Here, follow me..."

Ray followed Phailin into a copse of tall bamboo trees just off the path. The ground was smooth with fresh grass. He could smell the zoo around them as Phailin pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips.

"What do you like?" she asked, grinding herself into his crotch. "I want to make you happy..."

Ray grunted as she pressed against his small erection. He reached for her and cupped her chest as their mouths met for a hungry kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as he fondled her breasts and pushed her top down around her hips. His thumbs teased her nipples and she groaned into the kiss, hips still rolling against him.

Ray knew what he liked, however, and he rolled over, pinning Phailin beneath him. She stretched out her neck as he pressed his lips to her throat and kissed his way up to her chin, then back down to her chest. His fingers undid her shorts and pulled them down her limber thighs as he licked at her belly. She moaned and clutched at his hair as his mouth covered her mound. Her heavy gasps echoed through the warm, damp air as Ray's tongue worked inside her.

He lifted his head after a few moments and grinned at her. She was wet now, moaning and eager, and he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.

"I want to watch you change," he said. "But slowly..."

Phailin smiled and nodded. She knew Ray's type - they liked the transformation. It got them off, and she'd done it for a few other males. She focused - difficult to do when Ray's face disappeared between her thighs again - and gasped with need. Her fingers curled into the back of his head and she shivered as golden fur slowly grew in around her thighs. Ray's fingers tightened on her legs as he felt the fuzz and he lifted his mouth again, jaw open as he watched.

Phailin twisted her hips, putting a bit of acting into it as the golden fur spread over her thighs. Behind her, a broad tail slapped against the grass. More features of her otter wereform came into being as she writhed under the Hispanic male.

Ray grunted and reached for himself, rearranging his cock inside his pants again. He stroked her thighs tenderly, feeling the transition occurring under his palms. He pressed his fingers into her smooth, dark skin, and dragged them upwards, into the rapidly lengthening golden fur. The dark black pubic thatch shifted, lightening in color, as the changes spread north. Ray shuddered as she reached for him and unbuttoned his shirt. She pressed her hands against his chest and he felt animal-like pads on her palms, stroking and caressing his bare skin.

Her hands changed and he lifted them to his mouth, kissing and sucking on her fingers as they transformed. Her fur was green here, as it was from the elbows down. It was a nice contrast to the gold of the rest of her body and, looking down, he saw her lower legs were covered in the same light green shade. Webbing grew in between the fingers, which he pressed against his lips. Her furry paws spread wide, letting him lick and tease all he liked.

Phailin gasped when his hands went to her chest. She focused there next, growing in the thick golden pelt to cover her bare, smooth skin. Ray leaned down to lick her nipples, tease her teats, as she wriggled beneath him.

"I want you inside me," Phailin gasped, grasping at the back of his head as his tongue flicked over her nipples.

She helped him out of his pants and slid her palm against his lower belly before grasping his shaft in her smooth, furry paw pads. He was small, but she knew many therianthropes gained a lot after transforming. One of the trade-offs of their kind. Her own breasts had gone up a cup size during her shift, though the change wasn't as dramatic as most.

She spread her legs around Ray's thighs as the human pressed against her body. Her face was still human and, as he pressed inside, she kissed him, rubbing her paws against his back and head as their tongues met. He moaned into her lips as he felt her whiskers grow and shuddered. His hips lurched forward, pushing all four inches inside. She moaned, more for show than for the pleasure it gave her. She preferred, at this point, his tongue, though he was the customer, so she didn't say anything.

Her short muzzle formed as she kissed him and soon he was sucking on her tiny pink tongue. His eyes opened and she smiled as she realized they were different than before. Whereas he had a pair of cute black eyes, now one was silver, the other gold. Something sharp tickled down her sides - his claws. His hips pushed in slowly, withdrew, pumped in again. He stared at her face, breathing hard, moaning, sweating on top of her, as she wrapped her legs around him and slapped his ass with her broad otter tail.

Ray's throat constricted and a loud growl pushed past his lips, which he drew back, revealing sharp white fangs rather than normal human teeth. As his hips pushed against her, she felt him growing in size and let out a real, honest groan. Feline features grew in over his face - his jaw thickened and his nose spread wider, turning deep black at the center. Black fur filled in across his light brown skin and his ears migrated up his face, leaving a trail of black fuzz behind them.

The werepanther meant to transform slowly, but he found his control slipping as he stared at her golden fur. The black tattoo was white, now, perfectly shaped against her golden fur. Her green eyeliner survived the transition as well. Ray grunted, hips thrusting harder, and grasped at her chest, massaging her breasts roughly, the need rising inside him.

The wereotter shuddered when she felt his cock continue to thicken. His chest and back broadened as well and her blunt fingers dug into his shoulders, holding him down against her. She could feel his pelt fill in under her paws and they moaned in unison when the first of his feline barbs tickled against her inner walls.

Loud, deep rumbles of pleasure filled the air as the transforming human took on more and more features of his panther form. His platinum chain scraped against Phailin's upper chest as his hard belly pushed against her. She reached down and cupped his bottom, pulling him more forcefully inside. Feline growls met that action and his grip around her golden hips tightened. Their muzzles met as he humped her harder, more firmly. His cock continued to grow and lengthen with every thrust, until she could feel all ten thick inches penetrating her. She moaned and lifted her hips, green feet and paws twitching every time he slid inside.

More barbs formed along his length, teasing her insides relentlessly. Her eyes went wide as she climaxed unexpectedly and clutched the panther's neck, gasping into his ears.

He grunted and rolled, carrying her with him, until he was on his backside. The last patches of smooth human skin were disappearing under his thick black pelt as she watched, palms down against his muscular new figure. He was broader, heavier, built more like a football player than an office worker now. She knelt, knees to the sides of his belly, and bounced her hips over his length, hands clutching at his chest. His paws, large and black-furred, groped at her chest. He snarled as she clenched around him, sending bolts of lust through him. The final patch of bare skin disappeared, covered by a bit of white fur, the only bit in the sea of black across his body.

His long tail slipped around hers, twisting and twining with all the flexibility a feline appendage could offer. The white tip brushed against her golden fur as they pushed together.

Ray hadn't been with anyone like this in a long time. Phailin was incredible, both in human and therianthropic form. She was so tight, hot, wet, and willing to transform for him. He licked his black lips, ears twitching as he listened to her soft cries. Her heat radiated around his barbed shaft as he pumped up into her, getting closer by the moment. She climaxed again and her juices ran down his inner thighs, releasing her powerful scent into the air, urging Ray to pump even harder.

He sat up, arms going around her lower back, clutching her chest to his. Their muzzles met one final time, kissing and licking, black on gold, legs and arms mixing, scents everywhere, a fury of thrusting and moaning. Ray ground inside, stiffening as he felt his release. His ten-inch shaft throbbed deep inside the otter and he huffed, moaning against her cheek, eyes shut tight. Her paws stroked his neck and back as she felt him cum inside her; he tensed up, clutching at her, holding her tight, motionless, as his pent-up seed released.

He held her like that for several minutes, occasionally gasping or twitching as she moved her hips teasingly. Her paws stroked his face and she smiled.

"You really needed that, didn't you?" she asked. He'd been good, she had to admit - she hadn't needed to fake those orgasms.

"I did... thank you, Phailin," he said, voice dropping to a contented purr.

Ray lay on his back, pulling the otter with him, so that she lay on his broad chest. His thick erection softened, pulling free of her body slowly, each barb gingerly scraping along her sensitive walls, until it flopped out and withdrew into his sheath. A trickle of cum leaked from Phailin's wet pussy as she shifted, a moan of desire echoing from her small muzzle to Ray's ears. A very nearly, for the Thai prostitute, authentic moan. She'd enjoyed herself.

Ray kissed her forehead, then her right eye, tracing the outline of her white butterfly with his rough tongue. Phailin was incredible. She'd been into it, too, more than most of the girls he'd hired in the past. His claws tickled her thighs, making her squirm.

"Phailin... I want to see you again," he murmured, catching her lower lip in his teeth.

Phailin smiled. It was always nice to know she'd hooked a male, and Ray was definitely hooked...

Fin