Lucinda awoke to warm sun beams shining across her body and face. She licked her paw and ran it through her ears before outstretching her arms then kicking out her back legs. With a wiggle of her tale she sauntered out into the communal kitchen. Her three other roommates were already stuffing their faces with the morning’s scraps. Even though it had been nearly forty years since the discovery of Compound 853 Beast Folk were still heavily discriminated against. The bigotry of the “pious” upper class had kept most Beast Folk into low paying jobs, forcing them into small communal housing units where multiple, sometimes adversarial species had to shack up together just to get by.
“Morning everyone!” Lucinda meowed.
Everyone turned and gave their versions of the same salutation before returning to their meals. Scanning the room, it was quite the motley bunch. There was Vee, a gray she wolf with the most beautiful heterochromia which left one eye nearly black while the other was a piercing green. To her right sat her boyfriend, Maxwell. Max was a moose-folk, and he and Vee’s relationship had started adversarial, circumstance had brought them ever closer, eventually putting away the differences brought to them through nature and fell deeply in love. Finally, sitting atop the counter was Frankie, a gender-queer iguana-kin. Each of them chowing on food that Vee had scavenged in local dumpsters; Vee tried her best to make sure that everyone got enough food that fit their dietary restrictions. Lucinda grabbed a bottle of stale meow mix and poured it into her bowl with a sigh of boredom.
“Why so glum, Lu?” Vee asked.
“Its nothing, really. Just when are we going to get a break around here?” Lucinda replied.
“Maybe today is your lucky day. The maintenance guy you like so much is coming today.” Maxwell pipped up from plate of pine cones.
“Shit.” Lucinda thought. How could she have forgotten that Jack was coming today? Jack was the maintenance man for their building and he was on his way to unclog the sink that had been left nearly overflowing after Vee lost her winter coat.
“What do you see in him anyway?” Frankie chimed in.
“I don’t know, really. He’s just got something about him. He’s cute.” Lucinda blushed.
“He would have been cute thirty pounds ago.” Frankie retorted.
Lucinda hissed just as the doorbell rang. It was him. It had to be him.
“Showtime, Lu.” jeered Maxwell.
He was right. It was time to face him, even though she knew she would never have the confidence to actually say anything to him. Lucinda scampered to the door with a chortle and cracked the door open trying to act as if she had no idea who was there.
“Can I help you?” Lucinda asked trying to remain calm.
“Uh, yeah. I’m Jack with maintenance. I’m here to fix your sink.” Jacked said lifting his toolbox as if to show Lucinda proof.
Without a word Lucinda opened door and ushered Jack in. He stepped through the threshold of the door and suddenly Jack the maintenance man stuck out like a sore thumb. You see Jack was the first non Beast Folk to set foot in the apartment in a long time. He was an average looking man in his mid thirties with a round beer gut and a scruffy head of wavy brown hair and a rugged scruff across his face and neck. He waved at the others in the kitchen as he stood awkwardly in the entryway.
“You’re sink?” Jack whispered impatiently.
“Oh, yes…. uh, right this way.” Lucinda said hurriedly.
She rushed him down the narrow hallway and into the apartment’s only bathroom. The sink was covered in hair, the floor had clothes strewn about. Jack knelt down and got straight to work, opening the cabinet doors and fishing his head and hand inside.
Lucinda could hardly believe what she was seeing. There he was, right before her eyes. She had admired Jack from afar for two years now, but had never had the courage to say anything. Surely a normie would never be caught dead dating a Beast Folk. However, upon gazing at his sweat stained shirt and smelling his unbathed odor it finally felt real. There was the man of her dreams, pot belly and all, right in front of her. She could ask him to dinner, but she wouldn’t dare. For several minutes all was silent in the bathroom save for the gentle clink of the metal pipes Jack was fiddling with. The silence was deafening. She had to say something. This was her only chance.
“Is…is it bad?” She choked out.
“Not really. I see drains like this all the time in these apartments. Should have it fixed in no ti…SHIT!” Jack exclaimed as a heavy clank came from under the sink.
“Are you alright?” Lucinda asked worriedly.
“Yeah, I just dropped my wrench back here.” He replied blindly reaching his hand to the back of the sink. “Wait, what’s this?”
He pulled a small vial out from under the sink filled with a dark blue liquid. He rolled it in his hands as Lucinda’s heart sank.
“Is…is this 853?” Jack asked. Lucinda nodded in response confirming his suspicion. “You know I should report you for this. Its a felony to possess 853 without government clearance.”
“Please, don’t! I’m sure we can work this out.” Lucinda panicked.
“I won’t. You people have it rough enough as it is. No need for me to make it any harder.” He said as Lucinda sighed in relief. “Why do you have this anyway?”
“I…I guess in case anyone wanted to convert.” She replied.
“Convert? To being Beast Folk? How does that work?” He asked with genuine curiosity.
“If you drink a vial of Compound 853 it brings out your inner beast…. An animal that most closely connects with you. The government created it to make better soldiers, but when they couldn’t control what people became fused with what animals they abandoned the project. Most of us were born normal, but were either forced or coerced into taking 853.” Lucinda explained.
“So what would I turn into?” Jack asked.
“There’s no way of knowing without taking it.” Lucinda replied.
“So I could end up fused with an eagle?” Jack laughed.
“Or a house cat like me.” Lucinda winked in an uncharacteristic jolt of confidence.
“I have always wondered what it would be like.” Jack said rolling the vial in his hands.
“If…if you take it I’ll buy you dinner. Anything you want.” Lucinda smiled sheepishly.
“Anything?” Jack smirked. She nodded as he opened up the vial. He paused for a moment before lifting the vial. “Bottom’s up.” He said as he down the Compound 853.
He wretched and fell to the floor. He began to convulse and foam at the mouth. Lucinda turned the doorknob with the intent to run to her roommates to get help. That’s when Jack grunted out with a guttural bellow, “No. Stay.”
She froze in place and watched in horror as his skin bubbled, and his hands clenched into fists before pounding them onto his face. She could look no more and turned away, hoping that just her presence might be enough to comfort Jack in his transition into a Beast Folk. After what seemed like hours, but was in reality only a minute or so, the sound of shaking stopped. She could hear Jack stand up with a heavy breath. She peered through her hands at him. He looked…. normal…. but not. His sweat stained shirt was in tatters on the floor. In place of his pot belly were bulging pectorals and a rock hard six pack. He sported Adonis Belt made a perfect V down past his belt. His once frizzy hair was now slicked back like a smooth lacquer with his facial hair trimmed perfectly into a rugged five o’clock shadow. He was, categorically, hot.
“Lucinda?” He said in a silky deep voice.
“Yes, Jack?” She stammered.
“About dinner. Is it still anything that I want?” He smirked.
“Of…of course.” She said, her arms dangling by her side as she stood straight again.
“Good.” He rushed to her with such a fury that it almost seemed instantaneous. He gripped her thigh and raised it to his waist with one hand while brushing her hair away from her eyes with the other. “Because I’m hungry for pussy tonight.”
He pulled her into a locking embrace, how could she resist? All this time she admired him from afar and now here he was turning her towards the door. He pressed her body onto the wood, all the could manage was the put her hands in front of her as a brace. Her claws dug into the door and she lifted her tail as he inserted himself into her. How could he be this deep? He had never felt so… full. His thrusts seemed endless, she knew she couldn’t hold back much longer. Lucinda let herself go and melted into Jack. She screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain as she orgasmed from her stretched out hole. Just as she felt her nethers pulsing there was a loud crack as the door gave way and the pair burst onto the floor. The change in setting and the newfound audience in the form of Lucinda’s roommates who had heard the commotion did not stop Jack. He simply kept pushing his pole into her, somehow managing to get even deeper than before with that change in position. Lucinda locked eyes with Vee, her mouth agape, neither knowing what to say or do but to witness the railing. Jack, as it seemed had also made eye contact with one of the group, though it wasn’t Vee. Instead he was dead set in a staring contest with Maxwell who was huffing ever harder with every clap of skin and fur that he heard.
“Do you like what you see, big guy?” Jack huffed, pulling himself upright and sliding out of Lucinda. He walked towards Maxwell and planted a kiss upon his snout. Maxwell fell victim to his embrace as well and soon Jack was ripping the plaid button up from the bull moose’s chest. Max’s bare chest exposed two nipple rings attached together with a bronze chain.
“I knew it.” Jack laughed as he grabbed Max by the antlers and shoved his head down upon Jack’s enormous cock. Maxwell put up little resistance, instead choosing to fall to his knees and attempt to take the whole of his member into his mouth.
“Max what are you doing?!” Cried Vee sounding hurt by the infidelity.
“Shut up, bitch!” Roared Jack as he pet Maxwell on his velvety spring antlers.
“You will not speak to me like that in my home!” Snarled Vee.
“It seems you don’t know who the alpha is now.” Jack said looking to Lucinda. “Tie her up.” He motioned to Lucinda as well as pushing Max away and ordered him to help. When he protested, Jack pulled him by his nipple rings toward Vee. Max kissed Vee deeply as he hoisted upon his shoulders to the living room recliner where she was submitted to impomptu bondage at the hands and feet by leashes, ribbons, and belts. Once secured he knelt down beside her and whispered a phrase in her ear. A phrase both familiar and foreign at the same time. A phrase which made Vee go mad with lust. She begged to have her restraints thrown away to which Jack refused. Instead Jack ordered Maxwell to strip Vee of her clothing and ordered them to kiss to which they gladly obliged.
Lucinda hurried back to her master and began to please him orally while he watched the moose and she-wolf engage in heaving petting. Maxwell slipped his hooves into Vee’s swollen lips as she howled in primal relief. Soon the living room was filled with the noises of various wildlife as the orgy between the Beast Folk went into overdrive. The floor became slick with the juices of the participants. Lucinda slipped and her sandpaper tongue caught the tip of Jack’s penis. Jack let out a yell that seemed otherworldly.
“Ow fuck! That’s it, Lucinda darling, you’ve done quite enough. Rest for a moment. Enjoy the show.” He said, regaining his composure.
“But master, if not for me, who will you fuck?” Lucinda said genuinely worried that her new Dom would not receive enough pleasure.
“Don’t you worry one bit about that.” He kissed her forehead as she fell back onto the couch. “You! Don’t think I haven’t noticed you watching! Get down here.” He pointed up to the ceiling where Frankie was hanging. They dropped to the floor and looked up at Jack with their beady black eyes.
“Will this be your first time?” Jack asked softly as he stroked Frankie’s chin.
“Y…yes, sir.” Frankie said.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” He spun Frankie around and bent them over. Frankie wrapped their tail around Jack’s rippled torso and be plunged his throbbing member into their virgin cloaca. He propelled his cock deep into Frankie slowly at first but before long their cheeks were clapping just as hard as he had with Lucinda. Maxwell seemed ready to burst with his hairy johnson spurting precum. Jack was quick to see this and order Maxwell inside Lucinda.
“Lucinda, be a good kitten and show our bovine friend here what real pussy is like.” He chuckled, not breaking his penile stabbing of Frankie for one moment.
“Yes, master, anything to please you.” Lucinda said in a sultry tone as invited the hulking moose-kin inside of her.
Vee whimpered and whined a bit at the thought of being left out of the circle of pleasure. Noticing this, Jack leaned over Frankie and said “What are you just going to leave your friend hanging? Finish her off!”
Without thinking Frankie launched her tongue approximately four feet across the room and stuck the tip directly onto Vee’s engorged clitoris. She howled and her body began to convulse in orgasmic bliss.
Lucinda realized in that moment that Compound 853 had not awoken just any animal in Jack. Compound 853 had awoken a god, no a demon. A demon who was hellbent on using the bodies of the Beast Folk as altars for his Hedonistic rituals. She was in awe of the power the groups new master had exerted over them in such a short amount of time. She hoped that she would worship in this temple forevermore, and that her new priest might perform his bodily sacraments upon them all. She could see that her master was closing in on his climax, so she pulled away from Maxwell and ran to the kitchen and grabbed her dinner bowl.
“Here, master! Use this!” Lucinda said placing the bowl near where Jack’s member and Frankie’s ruined cloaca met. He pulled out of Frankie and filled the bowl to the brim with his milky white communion. Lucinda purred as she lapped up the honor. Jack fell back onto the floor, exhausted. He surveyed the room around him and knew that his reign as their king, their master, their daddy had just begun.
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