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"Jeez, why's it snowing so much, it's only March!" The tall, blond haired young man stepped onto the foyer, shaking himself of any excess snow. He knew that he lived up north, but he didn't think that random snowstorms in the spring were going to be a common thing. He patted his head and wiped off any other snow, shivering heavily despite the large layers of clothing before stepping inside. He didn't have much of a home, though the size was modest enough to think he lived in a mansion. If he did live in one, he wouldn't consider a roommate even if he loved the guy, which was reserved for someone else.

"Anyone here?" he called out into the seemingly empty home as he unraveled his scarf and coat, hanging everything on the chairs near the door to dry off. The lack of a response told him that he indeed was alone for the time being. If the blizzard outside was anything to think about, Chris was bound to be back soon. He pulled out the gold covered smartphone from his pocket, flipping through his messages. Lo and behold, he had a few he missed during the drive back.

Gmail; 1 New Email

Disco Zoo; Your lions have fallen asleep.

Hangouts; Mike says "Hey Z, Chris kidnapped me for Tittyfail after you left for work, but the snow is p cray so I'll be spending the night. I left your mail on your be..."

He rolled his eyes at the message left from his roommate. As he made his way toward his room, he already knew that video games were the last thing on his friend's mind. He unceremoniously opened the door, eyes glued to his phone as he cleared his notifications. He simply tossed the phone onto the bed, his heart skipping a beat as he watched it bounce off a cardboard box and onto the floor, bottom first.

"Shit! Please be okay, please be okay..." he muttered, letting out a sigh as he gave the electronic a once over, deeming it okay before setting it on his drawer as gently as possible before noticing the box and scattered envelopes left by his roommate. He ignored the envelopes since the box had almost broken his phone from sheer misfortune, but then logic returned. Did he happen to order anything within the last few days? It wasn't like him to forget he had packages coming in, and the event of ordering stuff at 3 in the morning hadn't happened in months.

Peeling off his sweater and slightly damp pants, he grabbed the box and put it under his arms as he flumped onto his bed and grabbed his pajamas. In the process, he'd accidentally crumpled the cardboard. He sat cross legged, stuffing a hand down his orange boxer briefs to give himself an adjustment then scratched his hairy chest in lieu of an itch. The box still on his person, the thought of actually opening it hadn't come to mind as he stripped himself of any other clothing and snuggled around the large blankets to try and fight off the cold. The idea of actually putting on other clothing hadn't even crossed his mind at the time. Adjusting himself in the blankets, he accidentally landed a punch onto the box, blinking rapidly.

"Oh yeah, you. What's in you, anyways." He grumbled as he opened the flaps of the box. A sea of packing peanuts greeted him before his hand dove in for the prize.

"A figurine?"

he blinked as he noted the feline looking figure, holding it gently in his hands.

"I REALLY hope you were cheap..." he groaned as he reached inside for any sign of a receipt. Instead, he pulled out a card with the company logo printed onto it.

L. Industries Life Changers; A simple squeeze and your old life problems will melt away.

"Oookay. Stress figurine, huh?" He said, giving the figure a few test squeezes. As he continued squeezing, his attention was toward the card left in the box, hand still squeezing the figurine until...

"Ow, the hell!?" He exclaimed as a nail dug into his palm. Expecting to be staring back at a figurine, all he held in his hands was a yellow colored glob. He stared agape at the glob in his hand. Did the thing just melt?! He gritted his teeth, who made a stress ball that melted that easily? With a groan, he attempted to wipe the substance off with the towel normally under his pillow since it was the only thing accessible. He rubbed the towel as firmly as he could before stopping a few moments later to see the results.

The only thing he accomplished was spreading the weird looking stuff even more on his hand to the point it utterly covered it.

"Goddamnit. Card...card..." he muttered as he grabbed the card left over in his clean hand. He needed a number, email, place of location; anything to give these guys a piece of his mind for such a shitty product. In the mere seconds his vision wasn't toward the goop, he felt his arm heat up slightly. The first thought was that it must have been an allergic reaction to the material the stress ball was made out of. When he looked, he found the yellow goop spreading over his entire arm. He stared on in surprise as he watched it spread still, his hand taking the form of a furred paw, the rest of his arm coated in fur and still going up to his shoulder.

"Let there be something on that card!"

He grabbed the card again, scanning over it in a panic and finding no way of communication as he took another look at the goop. It spread over his shoulder, his coated arm much bulkier than his other with an awkwardly sized paw. He let out a grunt as he reached over for the box and turned it over, the packing peanuts falling onto the bed. Nothing was on the box that could explain what the hell this stuff was.

Computer, he needed the computer, maybe he could search them up.

Lifting himself off his bed, he made his way out of his room before he felt the goop creeping up near his chest. He tried batting it off, but it only seemed to crawl back before spreading again once more. As he kept doing so, he watched his furred right hand flex and bulge a bit. As the substance continued taking over, he noted that the right hand was increasingly getting larger compared to the rest of him, synthetic, yet completely native muscle twitching and flexing as he tried to get the stuff off. Mild excitement replaced his panic as he noted the extra mass and even reveled in it with a few simple flexes of his arm.

In his split attention, the goo had reached his chest and spread over to his other arm at a much faster rate and showed signs of spreading to his legs and crotch. He feebly tried to fight off the yellow goo as it spread over his exposed cock and balls with the fumbling hand paws he now donned. Forgetting what happened the last time, all he succeeded was in accidentally arousing himself with the meaty paws as the goo just spread even more. It had completely covered his equipment as it idly throbbed from the split seconds of attention it got. Right before his eyes, he watched his manhood become enveloped by the yellow goo, watching it turn pure black and replacing his cock was one much bigger in size as it bobbed around while half hard. He fumbled the new appendage about with his paws, the bottle thick shaft giving hearty throbs as if it were his own. Hell, it did feel like his own, right down to the apparent knot at the base that began to form, telling him it wasn't human.

He watched it swell and grow, a loose groan coming from his furry chest, leaning back against the door, the twelve inch shaft pulsing in his grip. His newly furred muscles flexed and flared as he pumped and stroked it selfishly before giving his nuts a nice squeeze as they weren't left out. Every gentle squeeze felt like he was gripping at tennis balls, maybe even more so between his toned thighs.

His mind suddenly snapped to attention as he realized the goo had covered his mouth and made its way around his nose. Any way of breathing constricted by the invasive substance, he slumped to the ground, eyes darting around as it soon covered his entire face.

"Oh god...am I gonna-"

His vision soon blotted by the goo, he expected to black out soon. As soon as the encroaching feeling arrived, it was gone, he could breathe! He took a deep breath, standing up in a frenzy with a hand against the door and taking panicked breaths before finally calming himself down. Shakily standing up, he looked down at himself and noted the new, bipedal legs that somehow felt natural to walk on. Step after step, he adjusted himself and made his way toward the mirror on the back of his door. The fear that racked his body was soon replaced with awe and excitement as he started at 'himself'. What he didn't see was a human in their early twenties, but a furred, built lion man, mane included. He blinked in surprise as he lifted up an arm and watched the reflection --his reflection-- do so.

Almost golden yellow fur covered his whole body, the athletic muscled build clearly visible despite the coating. He gave another flex of his defined arms, watching the muscle bulge and tense under the fur. A meaty paw gripped and squeezed his broad chest as the lion man noted his blonde mane as he ran a hand around the surface. The same paw ran south toward his furred stomach as he took another look at himself. His new mane resembled something like a fauxhawk, red and black stripes dyed across it.

The same free hand soon found itself cupping his new endowments. A thick sheath replaced his old equipment, a thick and insanely sized member jutting out of it, as well as a rather sizable knot. Underneath, fuzzy orbs jostled around, just as hairy as the rest of him. As he continued feeling himself, he couldn't help but resume his prior plans. He cupped that shift again, slowly pumping as the lion launched himself onto his bed as packing peanuts flew about. He started to jerk and pump that length with a newfound strength, mouth agape as he took in the sheer thickness, sensitivity of his new knot and more. It didn't take more than a few minutes for him to let out one of the loudest roars he'd even done in his life as that member pulsed once more, thick ropes of white coating his crotch fuzz and the blankets on his bed. He was enveloped by one of the strongest orgasms in his life, pleasure running over his body in waves as rope after rope after rope of voluminous cum spurred out, hitting the wall behind him and up to his chest and mouth. As his orgasm petered out into a stream, the lion man fell into a slumber of afterglow.

He awoke close to a half hour later, the events of the last hour leaving him exhausted. Tempted for another run of himself again, he eagerly began cupping his sheath...

"Hey Z, I got a lift home! Who knew Titanfart didn't have Co-op?"

The sounds of his roommate stirred him from his intended session, eyes darting around as he grabbed a pair of underwear and tried patting down the strings of white on his fur.

Fur. Claws. Mane.

"Shit."