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Part 6 - Helping Hand

The next few days were mostly uneventful, they went to school during the day with minimal incident. James had an erection at math he couldn't get down, but that was fairly normal for him, it was only dangerous with his new condition. He couldn't afford to go over that edge at school, with so many people around. Claire and him talked about it that night, they went over avoidance strategies, things to think about to get himself soft again. It seemed like their erogenous zones were much larger and more sensitive now, their bodies essentially daring them to change. But they wouldn't, they couldn't, especially not in public. Using breathing exercises and thought-redirection James seemed to be ok for the time being.

Claire had it easier with no jangly bits to stimulate, or at least she thought so. Her ideas about her susceptibility to the changed during the long walk from her history class to lunch. Her bra cups began chaffing and rubbed her nipples, causing a small wet spot to form in the front of her panties. She had never had this problem before, but then again she had never turned into a giant sexed up wolf before. She got through the day somehow, she pulled her longish skirt down over her knees every time she had to sit. At the same time she had to fluff her skirt ceaselessly to make sure it didn't land on her underwear, causing it to soak up any of the dampness. Hiding any chance somebody could see her underwear or its wetness her top priority. Her second priority was using whatever opportunities she could find to adjust her bra to give her hard nipples some room to breathe. That afternoon as she pulled her car into their driveway she exhaled in relief, a great weight lifted off of her shoulders, she had made it all day with nary a tuft of fur sprouting.

As soon as they both got home their new routine started. They got to the enormous task of cleaning the whole upstairs. Changing into work clothes, Claire was especially grateful as she slipped her amazingly wet panties off and threw them into the hamper. James thought he got through the day pretty well, only a dot of wetness spotted the front of his briefs. They began the hard work of scrubbing their juices off the walls, floor and even the ceiling. There was some damage to the house they couldn't repair, not without a lot of questions or more skill than they possessed. Claire sighed as she hung a large picture over the claw marks in her wall. Every day they would find more things to launder or clean, they couldn't leave even a single splatter of their juices anywhere. There was some liquid damage to the floor under her bed from pooling milk but it was nothing their parents would ever find. Claire had to make creative use of her room's carpets to cover the gouges underfoot.

When they weren't repairing or cleaning they were researching. They scoured the internet and every book they could get their hands on that may have information about their condition. The closest they found was about werewolves but there was nothing about were-horses or the like. It was true that she first transformed on a full moon, but then she changed during the day. So that was out, at most it was a catalyst for something inside of her. Even the slightest sexual stimulation would ignite a throbbing heat deep in their loins. They had to be so careful. They scoured their attic for anything that may indicate a family history as they went through albums and letters, there was nothing.

Then it happened. One quiet night James was researching lycanthropic conditions and stumbled upon a website depicting werewolves with very...womanly features. His eyes growing wide as he felt his heart begin to speed up, the heat returning deep inside him. His cock pulsed. No! He had to stop! "Oh god oh god oh god" his voice rising as he fumbled to close the window on his computer. He found that his hand on the mouse had already begun changing. His right hands fingers fusing together into four broad digits. He grabbed his wrist with his other hand "NOOOOO...NO I DIDNT...I..." he screamed clutching his growing wrist, staggering out of his chair as it toppled loudly to the floor.

"CLAIRE! ITS HAPPENING!!! HELP!!!!" he yelled as he ran down the hall. Claire was nowhere to be found as he felt his penis begin traveling down the leg of his pants. "I CANT STOP IT!!!!" he screamed. He panicked as he searched every room upstairs. His torso broadening and cracking, puling his shirt taught. He heard her distant yell from downstairs in the breakfast nook as he made his way towards the stairs.

"HOLD ON JAMES, HOLD ON!" she yelled as she ran out of the breakfast nook, topping her chair as she left her laptop and open books. Before she could get through their living room she found James tripping down the stairs. He slammed against the front door with force, knocking the wind out of him. Claire rounded the corner to find him panting hard, his body cracking and changing as the animal inside took over. He reached out to her, his thick-nailed hand was shaking. "Sis....hellppp...." he moaned as his face began pushing out.

Claire couldn't, wouldn't go through it again. She turned her back to her changing brother and ran. Her legs carried her as fast as she could go towards the back door. Her brothers increasingly animalistic yells for her echoing through the house. "Cllllrrrreeee...nnnghhh...hellppp.....neiiiighhhhh!!!" he screamed as she burst through the door to their backyard. She fumbled with the latch to their gate leading to the drainage gully that separated their suburban houses. She heard the animalistic grunts and whinnies of her brother even out here. She couldn't get the latch open, it was jammed stuck with rust, they hadn't used it in years. Screaming in frustration she hit her hands against the fence ineffectually. Finally giving up Claire leaned against the stuck gate breathing hard, tears of frustration streaming down her face. Collapsing onto her butt, she sat there in the short weeds as she sobbed, but not because of the gate. This felt wrong. She couldn't leave him, even though she knew what would happen, happen to her. James was her brother no matter what. Her heart beat fast in her chest as she got up and wiped the tears from her eyes. Walking to towards the backdoor her eyes were filled with something new, resolve.

James's pendulous grapefruit-sized balls rested heavily on the edge of the breakfast nook's table. He smelled her here, his large dark nostrils flaring as he breathed her in. He could smell the sweat of her palms on the wood surface, the faint musk of her on the upturned chair. His huge flared penis swept across the table as he got as close to the source of the smell as he could. His throbbing column knocking down books and toppling Claire's laptop as his huge flared tip smeared a constant flow of pre and small spurts of jism across the tables surface. He collapsed forwards onto his huge hands, their thick fingers finding purchase on the groaning overloaded table as he whinnied. He began humping the table top, his thick medial ring dragging forward and backwards over the wood surface. His cocks flared head slamming into the condiment holder arranged in its center, sending the ketchup rolling across the table surface before crashing onto the floor. The whole table shook and groaned under him. He needed to mate, he knew nothing else.

Claire heard the noise before she saw what was causing it. She followed the sound, not able to place what could make such a noise in their house, but she knew James was involved somehow. Carefully rounding the corner into their breakfast nook she saw him. His huge muscled body sprawled over the table she was doing her homework on just minutes ago. She had never seen him as the horse through with her mind still intact, without the haze of animal lust clouding her thoughts. He was at once the most terrifying, majestic and erotic thing she had ever seen. Her eyes wide as she took him in. Then she saw it. His heaving mottled cock laid there bare as his body heaved over it humping the table wildly. Pre spurted out of his domed flaring head, splashing wetly across the lacquered surface. She gasped as she covered her mouth, it was so much larger than she could have imagined. How...how...did she fit that in herself? It was at least two feet long and the girth was...substantial. Its whole length visibly throbbed as huge veins just under the surface fed it wave after wave of hot blood. With every thrust of his body it seemed to get a little more engorged, its length making obscene wet sounds as it wallowed in a growing pool of his pre. She felt her face heat up as it her cheeks blushed beet red, her gaze mesmerized by the tool.

She had to look somewhere else, anywhere else, to get the huge cock out of her head. With some effort she diverted her attention to his immensely broad chestnut-furred back. Muscles rippled down its length as his two huge shoulder blades shuddered. She traced his thick mane that ran down his spine, its wild hair ending a foot or two before his huge quivering muscled ass cheeks. His asses perfectly curved mounds topped with his coarse tail which flailed with his undulations. His digitigrade legs were slightly spread and she saw something in between them that was just impossible. Between his muscled thighs were two of the biggest black stallion balls she had ever seen (not that she had seen many stallion balls in her life). They were intoxicating, she couldn't summon the strength to look away as as they dragged back and forth over the table surface before falling off the ledge and swinging pendulously in his sac. Every time they impacted the edge they made an audible wet sloshing sound. She could only guess the sound came from an unspeakable amount of cum shifting in his balls. The tight black skin wrapping them shuddering with every swing of their tremendous weight.

Increasingly urgent nickering sounds came from between his foaming, drooling lips as the beast he had become accelerated. He didnt seem to notice her yet. She began to reconsider her decision to come back in. Shaking her head she availed herself of that thought, she would help him, she had to. Cautiously she approached the heaving seven-foot horse. Her steps as silent as she could make them, she didnt know why she was sneaking up on him. He had never hurt her before and she was pretty sure he wouldnt now. But she had a niggling of doubt deep down, something about the grinding creature in front of her triggered her flight or flight response. There was nothing in it that reminded her of James, no sign that he was inside this sex-crazed creature. Claire carefully approached him like she would a wild animal, she didnt know what he would do. She was close now, she could feel his radiating heat on her face. He continued grinding, his hips thrusting sharply. Either he didnt notice her or he was in too consumed with lust to stop. The tables edge leaking a series of small waterfalls of his lubricating pre down onto the floor, its surface teetering towards him as it struggled to stay upright. But still she got closer, inching now. Soon she was within a couple yards of the rutting horse. She could hear the table's wood groaning under him and could feel the oven-like heat coming off of his loins.

She froze as his long head turned suddenly towards her, his body still humping the table furiously. His nostrils flaring wide, he was breathing hard, a light coating of foam dripped off his thick horse lips. The eyes that looked at her were large, brown and full of an insatiable lust. She didnt see a glint of recognition from her brother in there anywhere.

Her voice breaking she managed to choke out "James...I'm sorry, I couldnt.....I couldnt leave you"

"I'm sorry" she cried as tears streamed down her face.

James slowly stopped humping the table his cock dragging across the surface slower and slower until his gyrations came to a complete stop. His body turned towards her, the table groaning in relief as he lifted himself off of its abused oak supports. He stood there in all his terrifyingly sexual equine glory in front of her. He was larger than she thought, his huge body now fully upright. His wide, heavily-muscled, body twitching with power under his short silky chestnut fur. He was massive, his maned head almost touching the ceiling as he looked down at her, huffing and snorting hard as his chest rose and fell, nostrils flaring, breathing her scent in. As she looked at him it was impossible to ignore the huge mottled horse cock swinging in front of him. The large throbbing veins feeding hot blood to its obscene thickness and length showed no signs of slowing even though he had stopped his ministrations. Its medial ring pulsed as it swung like a slowing metronome in front of him. As it settled down she noticed its massive slightly domed head was widely flared, distinct ridges formed around its ridge as it expelling a river of pungently-sweet smelling pre down his substantial length. His massive orbs pulsed at his cock's thick base, connecting to his shaft by a tight black sheath.

Before she knew it he was on top of her, his body moving with a speed that she didnt think was possible for a creature his size. He pulled her against his body with his large hands. His cock jammed against her torso. Its heat bathed her skin as the thick musk coming off of him filled her nose. The throbbing tool jammed between her small breasts as she stared transfixed at the large gulping urethra pushing out slick pre in a river down his head and her chest. His urethra was large enough to put a finger into, maybe two, as it pushed wave after wave of his slick lubricant. High above her, between animalistic grunts she heard him. "uuruughhhh.....itthhs...ittss...ok" James moaned, his voice almost a whisper as he pushed the words out of his thick equine lips. His body was shaking, he was trying to fight the horse. "Ccant...unnnhhhhh...can't" he strained as his grip on her tightened, his cock further drenching her blouse in pre.

Even as she was trapped by his huge heaving body and leaking cock she was relieved. James, even in his oversexed state, had forgiven her for running out on him. She wouldn't abandon him again as she embraced as well as she could, pushing herself into his slavering cock, it's flaring head rubbing her chin in his juices. "....its ok James...we can..unghhh...hurrghhh" she groaned as she could feel the change already cascading through her body, his scent making her wet between her legs. Her breasts began to press heavily into her shirt, her panties becoming drenched and tight. She looked up at him, their eyes locked, and she smiled, her eyes turning amber.

Fur was racing its way up her body from her swelling mound, faster than ever, James's heat stoking the fires inside her ever hotter. Her panties were soon completely saturated as they pulled tight between her thickening labia and into her ass. "URRGHHH...huhhhhh....h..help me...I cant....get it....nnghhh!" she moaned, her hands grasping desperately at his chest. James somehow through the fog understood he needed to do as one of his huge hands travelled down her back onto her widening hip. His thick fingers plucking at the taught waistband before ripping it off of her with one quick motion. She gasped, her pussy free as its unrestricted juices streamed down her legs mixing with James's hot pre. His hand moved down from her hip to her sopping crotch, slowly dragging a thickly nailed finger across her pussy, parting its shuddering wet lips. "Grrrrrhhhhhhh...gaaaawwwddddd" she moaned as she pushed his finger deep inside of her, her walls grasping needily at his finger. She lost it completely as she ground her body against his hand, his cock slapping her chest as his huge balls pressing heavily between them. Her body growing as it rubbed against his his hand, hot juices splashing into his palm, oozing between his fingers. More and more of him finding its way inside of her as her as she bucked wildly. Her cleavage was deepening as her blouse began to develop long tears down its sides.

"NNGHHH....RRRRRRGHHHHH!!!" she growled through clenched teeth as her milk ducts grew, the creamy liquid pouring out of her breasts. Her nipple flesh thickening and darkening with every hot spurt. Her thin white blouse was at its limit, its fabric wrapped skin-tight around her as it did its best to accommodate her growing body. Tufts of gray fur erupted from every opening. Her two blimps of lupine breast flesh pushed hard into the almost transparent milk-soaked fabric as the buttons covering her chest strained impossibly. Her bosom heaved as it swelled further, causing the blouse to finally give up the ghost, its buttons popped off with force as the shirt blew wide open. Some of the buttons hitting James under his chin, hard, but he didn't even flinch, all his effort directed towards grinding himself against Claire.

She slavered lustily at the horses convulsing throbbing tool as her face pushed out into a sharp wolf muzzle. "grarghhh...HURRRR...HURRRR!!!!!" she growled through clenching teeth as she pushed her body heavily against his hand. Her deep thighs wrapping around it and his body as best she could. She leaned down and wrapper her long canine tongue around his massive cock head. Her tongue lapping at its throbbing domed surface. She sucked and lapped at his sweet tangy juices ravenously as the column of horse cock ground against her chest, its length sunk deep inside her cleavage. She drank him in, his hot pre cascading down her throat filling her belly with his heat.

His hand continued to grind against her crotch, sparking a deeper need inside her aching pussy. She wanted his cock inside her, inside her now! Claire's body swelled larger and more feral as she took more of him inside of her mouth, his head pushing against the back of his mouth as he filled her with his lubricant. Her teeth lightly dragging up and down the throbbing length as she attempted to get as much of him inside her as she could. Her saliva cascading down his shaft as she bobbed her head on his length. Black wolf lips meeting his medial ring as she filled herself with him. But it wasn't enough. Withdrawing with a moan, as she reared up, her mouth leaving wet strands of saliva and pre between her panting jaws and his flared head. She grabbed the girth of penis with clawed hands, pushing it down with some effort, its length dragging past her sensitive heaving breasts.

"aaarrwwlllllll!!!" she groaned in frustration as she pulled away from his embrace, panting heavily, her need driving her. James's fingers pulling out of her aching womanhood with some resistance, her pussy unwilling to let him go, his muscled horse-hand now completely drenched in her juices. He advanced towards her with an animalistic urgency, eager to resume their mating. "Grrrrrrr" she growled lowly at him, her large ears pinned backwards, as she bared her teeth, he backed off, her paws still gripping his huge cock. They would only have to bear their separation for only a moment as she directed his leaking tool towards her drenched winking labia. She backed away half a pace as she spread her legs, preparing to mount him.

Soon yowls and whinnies filled the house as they embraced. James thrusting deeply inside her as she bucked wildly, his throbbing balls slapping her ass. Their large furred bodies hornier and hotter than they ever had been as they humped, ground and mated all over the breakfast nook for hours on end. Their convulsing bodies rolled across the floor as juices poured out between them in wet gushes. The need inside them almost unquenchable as they pushed their bodies together as hard as they could. Their lust near insatiable.

After waking up entwined again on the breakfast nook floor they smiled at each other. They understood each other and their bodies in a way they couldn't have imagined before this had happened. They were intimately comfortable with each other now, their warm damp skin pressed against each other. Claire's small nipples pressing into James's slowly rising chest, her legs still wrapped around him, his small limp penis deep inside of her, huge globs of cum joining their crotches together. They stayed like that for some time while they talked, and laughed, recounting the last few days to each other. Claire brushed her hand through James's cum matted hair lovingly as he looked at her with thankful eyes.

To be continued..