Carson looked to Brendon with a smile, the two of them sharing the easy warmth of being in each others’ company. There were upsides to being a couple… Like making a boring zoo trip interesting.

“You know, I’d forgotten why people even want to go to places like this.” Brendon laughed, nodding towards the monkey exhibit. “I mean, these guys aren’t even doing anything.”

“Right? On slow days like this, the zoo really sucks. It’s just a bunch of standing around for… Well, nothing.” Carson replied.

The two of them shared a private laugh that turned out to be nowhere near as private as they’d imagined.

“You know, a good friend of mine owns this zoo…”

They turned to the source of the voice, finding a haughty blonde with her arms crossed. She tucked some of her hair behind an ear, shaking her head with a smile. “Though I suppose you’ll get intimately acquainted. After all, people who like to loudmouth like you don’t belong attending a zoo… You belong in one.”

She waved her hand, and the ground beneath them glowed. Neither man knew how to respond, save to let out a yelp of surprise as they sank beneath the earth. It was like the ground had become water, and they slipped below its surface.

There was a distinct sensation of wrongness, like the world had turned itself upside down. Then they fell, landing onto rough dirt. Naked.

“What the hell?” Carson yelped, covering his cock, watching Brendon do the same. The two of them looked up in horror, finding that the woman had come with them. Of course she had… She’d done this, hadn’t she?

Carson’s mind raced quickly. The woman was a witch, apparently. That meant that if he wanted himself and Brendon to get out of this safely, he had to get on her good side.

“Hey… Listen, we didn’t mean anything. We were just tired, you know? It’s been a long day, it’s hot…” Carson began, only for the woman to tut, waving a finger.

“No, no. I get it… You weren’t interested. The zoo was boring. So… Let me give it some action.” The woman’s smile turned predatory as she spoke, and she waved her hand towards the men again.

Both of them yelped in distress, sharp popping and snapping sounds coming from their spines. The two of them curled into balls, feeling a sharp, aching transformation begin to overtake their forms.

It was the growth of a tail, a thick and brown-furred appendage just perfect for each of them. The new limbs waved as they developed strong muscles, and they flicked them with loud grunts.

“Agh! What’s happening?” Brendon sobbed, looking back to his ass. “Oh shit! Is that a tail?”

“Oh God, oh God!” Carson grabbed his own with both hands, shuddering at how real it felt. He could feel it against his fingers; feel his fingers against it. There was no doubt in his mind that he’d really grown this.

“There’s no way this is real!” Brendon looked to his own tail, then up to Donna pleadingly. “You can’t be doing this!”

“And yet…” She smirked. “Though I wouldn’t worry too much about what I’m doing… I’d worry about what you’re going to do to your little boyfriend here.” As she spoke, her shadow seemed to grow, ensnaring and entwining Brendon’s.

Carson looked to it, then to his boyfriend, then back to it. The shadows looked like they were constricting around Brendon’s, molding his silhouette as though it was made of clay. The sight was distinctly unsettling, though nothing as frightening as the result.

They pulled away from Brendon’s shadow, leaving it with an inhuman appearance. He looked just like a… “A monkey?” Carson breathed, looking into his boyfriend’s eyes. “Brendon… Are you okay?”

“Ook AAH!” Brendon called back, blushing as he scratched his underarms like an ape. There was panic clearly written in his eyes, humiliation at acting like an animal. And yet he kept doing it, his body no longer his own to command.

“See, I’d worry that you’d start monkeying around with him… Get it?” The woman laughed. When they didn’t respond, she sighed. “Donna, there are times when you waste yourself on these kinds of guys.” She shrugged.

Carson backed away from his boyfriend, eyes widening as the monkey-playing man started to pad towards him. “Ooh-ahuh.” Brendon drooled, still blushing, clearly humiliated.

“Well, I’ll leave you boys to it. Besides, don’t you know there’s a show happening?” She laughed. “And you to are center stage.”

With that, she melted back into the ground, leaving Carson to wonder about the meaning of her words. Then he looked up and saw. There were people above him, looking down. Which meant… He was in one of the exhibits? And not just that… It was the monkey exhibit!

“Brendon, we’re in the monkey” Carson began, only to pause as his boyfriend licked his cock. It throbbed with need, and he looked to the man with wide eyes. “What are you doing? Not that, not here!”

It was clear Brendon didn’t want to do it either from the look in his eyes, but the man’s body spoke otherwise. He turned his tail towards Carson, flicking it gently along the tip of the man’s cock. He grunted, shuddering in time with the throbbing of his cock.

“N-no…” Carson groaned, leaning his head back and moaning as his boyfriend began to give him what could only be described as a tailjob. His tail had curled itself around Carson’s length, stroking it up and down.

The soft fur was incredibly titillating, teasing every nerve of his length. He panted hard, groaning and looking up to Brendon pleadingly. “It’s so embarrassing, you can’t…”

He trailed off as he saw that Brendon was changing. The man was still scratching his underarms, underarms that were getting hairier and hairier with every passing second. A look to his own body told him that he was changing in much the same way, brown hairs beginning to itch their way out from under his skin.

It was like he was sweating fur, a dense coat dripping from his pores, covering him much like water pouring down his body. “G-god!” Carson stuttered, eyelids fluttering with the pleasure of having his cock stroked.

The bliss he was feeling was making it that much harder to think, lust easily clouding his mind. He leaned back, moaning and curling his fingers and toes with bliss, then uncurling them, then curling them again. As he continued the motions, he began to notice how similar his hands were beginning to feel to his feet.

It was a niggling suspicion that he couldn’t shake, and the man looked to his feet to gasp in horror. The reason they looked so much like his hands was because they had become much like them. His big toes had become thumbs, and the other ones were as long as his fingers. His soles had shortened too, leaving him with…

“Monkey paws… Monkey paws! Nngh!” Carson grunted, thrusting into his boyfriend’s plush tail, balling his feet into fists. As he did, his face popped and cracked, and he crossed his eyes to find his face stretching out into a muzzle.

There were distinct flashes from above, and Carson looked up in a panic to find people were taking pictures of him. As if being changed into an animal wasn’t humiliating enough, there had to be people watching-worse, recording!?

He thrust into Brendon’s tail again, grunting. And why was it getting so hard to think… It was like this feeling of lust was overpowering his thought… Carson looked to his boyfriend to find the man was stroking his own cock with both hands even while pleasuring Carson.

There was barely a trace of humanity in Brendon’s eyes, as though the man had lost himself to becoming a monkey.

“Oh my God! It’s… It’s lust, it’s making us into animals!” Carson whimpered. “You have to stop! Please, stop this, I don’t want to be a monkey I don’t want us to be monkeee-eeks!” He blushed madly, covering his mouth with both hands.

Another series of flashes came from above, and Carson’s cheeks burned. He had just hooted like a monkey in front of all these people! Worse, they were recording it and they were going to probably post it online!

His shame momentarily outweighed his lust, and the man scrambled to his hand-feet, wincing as his attempt to stand forced him to fall into a half-stoop. Already he’d changed so much that he could barely act like a person, could barely…

“Ook AAH!” Brendon hooted, the intelligence fading from his eyes as he cupped his cock in his hands, clumsily masturbating.

The sound distracted Carson, a wave of arousal running through his body. He looked to his boyfriend nervously, unable to deny that the sight was more than a little sexy. Maybe he could… No, but it would be wrong…

His body made up his mind for him, and he padded towards Brendon. Slowly, he lowered his head to his boyfriend’s cock, covering it with his mouth, giving it a lick that covered it in thick monkey drool. Then he rolled onto his back, caressing the man’s shaft with one foot and his sensitive, throbbing head with his other foot.

Much to his delight, Brendon mirrored the motion, pleasuring Carson with his own hand-feet. It felt much like any other handjob, but… There was something different about it. The animal clumsiness was a sensation he never thought he’d feel.

“AaaAAH!” Carson hooted, leaning back and thrusting into his boyfriend’s feet. He moaned lewdly, rocking back and forth, ooking. Brendon knew just had to pleasure him, at this point being more monkey than man.

He used his tail to brush against the base of Carson’s cock, rubbing it against his balls too. The feeling was warm and pleasurable, and Carson allowed his head to loll back, a thin trail of drool dripping from his lips.

“Ahuuuuh…” He moaned, the sound utterly stupid. He didn’t want to change, but… This felt so good… The feeling of Brendon’s toe-thumb against his cock set him awash with pleasure, and Carson began to lose himself to the bliss that was becoming a beast.

“Ugn-AAH!” Carson screamed, gripping Brendon’s cock with both of his feet and milking it for all it was worth. He had to make his boyfriend feel the same, feel as pleasured! He had to fuck his monkey mate! “OOK OOK!”

“EEK!” Brendon hooted, smiling dumbly and returning every one of Carson’s motions with one of his own. Their mirrored pleasure seemed to echo around the enclosure, almost all thoughts of embarrassment replaced with lust instead.

Almost. There was a bit left of Carson, enough to realize that he was rapidly approaching a point of no return. It was enough for him to know that if he came, if he made Brendon cum, then the two of them would be stuck as animal… Probably for the rest of their lives, too.

He didn’t care. He wanted, needed to cum. He needed it so badly with all of his mind. He wanted to cum hard into Brendon’s feet, making his toes and his fur sticky. Nothing else mattered to Carson, and he screamed with pleasure as his cock throbbed.

They reached their limits, together. The two of them grunted and hooted, hunching over and shutting their eyes. Then they came hard, spurting their passion onto each others’ feet, onto their fur. It was an electric pleasure, the two of them shuddering and convulsing with a pleasure that forever erased their minds as humans.

More than that, it shrank them too. With every spurt of their cocks, they dwindled an inch, then three, then a foot. The world grew around them as they became a pair of small, lusty, stupid animals… Animals who continued to please one another, any and all thought of shame forever erased from their mind.

“Dumb monkeys… But at least they do know how to put on a show.” Donna smirked from above the enclosure. With the continuing echoes of their ecstasy in the air, she turned and left the two to their fate.