(F to Elephant)

Jenna and Ethan shared a quiet kiss with one another, nobody around to bother them. The irony of the zoo’s safari exhibit being deserted was lost to the pair, as they pressed against one another. Despite the cool night, the two felt warmer than they had in weeks.

“You know… Tonight could be good to try the thing.” Jenna bit her lower lip, a flush crossing her porcelain features. She was glad Ethan was the only one around to see her like this. She wasn’t the prettiest girl in the city, which suited her fine. Attention never flattered her, because she always assumed any stares were directed towards at her hips.

Jenna wasn’t fat, but she also couldn’t deny that there was a certain level of pleasing plump about herself. Not that it felt pleasing when people looked at her, of course.

Ethan’s hands pressed against her, and she squeaked with delight. It was different with him. And being held like this, with her man’s hand on her hips, was everything she’d privately dreamed of.

“The thing?” He asked, playful mischief in his eyes. He knew just as well as she did that he was a Magical. Specifically, the term for it was a formshifter, and as he'd carefully explained it to her, was not to be confused with a shapeshifter. Shapeshifters transformed their own bodies, while formshifters had dominion over others.

On that note, Jenna could stand for some dominion. “You know what I mean,” she pouted, oblivious to the fact that his magic was already beginning to work its way along her form. Though it had just been a few seconds, her skin had thickened slightly, growing a bit more hide-like to the touch. “The thing you said you could do.”

“We’ve been sneaking into the zoo every day this week, and you want me to change you now?” Ethan grinned. Part of his particular expertise was changing someone to match their ambient environment, and so they’d taken to sneaking into random enclosures, so that Jenna’s first change came as a surprise.

“I don’t know… Something about this place feels right,” she flushed as she spoke, privately adding the fact that she happened to be hornier today than she’d been in weeks. Ethan only made things worse with a playful squeeze of her breasts, and she whimpered, looking up to him.

“Please….” Jenna huffed, pressing her small body to his. Her fingers curled around his wrists, and she brought his hands to her plump bottom. A hot gasp masked the slight creak of her skirt, her hips growing a little wider. “I… I can’t take any more.”

“Well, if you insist,” he winked, watching her nose darken. “I could tell you that I’ve been changing you this whole time.” The man held her in his arms, trailing his fingers along the small of her back in a warm, gentle pet.

“You have?” She made as if to give her body a quick once-over, only to squeak when Ethan stopped her with a kiss.

“Let’s play a game. I want you to close your eyes, and not to open them until I tell you it’s okay,” said the man, a smile flickering across his handsome features. “I think I know what you’re becoming, but since it’s your first time…”

He didn’t need to ask twice. Jenna squeezed her eyes shut, a surprising vulnerability washing over her mind. Blinded by choice, she was utterly dependent on her boyfriend. She took his hands and let him lower her to the ground, which still came up faster than she expected.

Ethan grinned as she squeaked in surprise, watching her widening bottom make contact with the earth. “Something wrong, honey?” He cooed, leaning in towards her cheek and kissing her collar. As he’d expected, her skin felt a little rougher, a little coarser to the touch. Given the gray spreading across her nose, he expected her to become a rhino, hippo, or…

His fingers caressed Jenna’s ears, and he watched them widen, growing into thick and floppy sails. Soon, with every motion of her head, they swayed like sheets hung to dry. “God, you’re beautiful.” He looked at the elephant-to-be with a warm smile she couldn’t see.

She could hear it though, even without her bigger ears. She could hear the eagerness in his voice, and knew that he meant every word. An impulsive desire seized the shorter girl, who was still blissfully unaware that her stature would soon change. She reached up blindly, pressing at Ethan’s chest, then feeling down to his crotch.

It took her a few moments to undo his belt, during which time her nose widened slightly, extending just a few inches from her face. She heard him chuckle, and correctly guessed that it was what she was doing to her features. The thought sent a further pulse of pleasure through her world, and she finally freed him of his belt with a triumphant squeak.

“Fuck me,” Jenna breathed, holding his erection with a private pride. She lifted her skirt, and felt him throb in her fingertips. “And… And remember, I did this. I’m the one who turned you on so much, even though I’m changing into some kind of animal.”

Ethan didn’t know whether it was because of her intended form or something to do covering the nervousness from her blindness, but she was surprisingly dominant. And he loved that about her. He pressed into her with a groan, her wet warmth embracing him like an unending kiss.

Immediately, her face broadened. Her skull grew larger, eyes drifting apart to make room for her swelling nose. Small wrinkles spread across her stretching snout, and as she smiled her proto-trunk lifted ever so slightly. Her ears twitched slightly, sending a ripple through their oversized length.

“Mhhgooore!” She groaned, unsure whether her voice was actually changing or if it was wavering from her pleasure. She didn’t care, still awash with fantasies of what she was changing into. Thoughts of being a proud lioness danced through her mind, even as the rest of her skin turned a tough gray. She entertained dreams of being a tigress as her belly bulked up. She thought of yowling as a panther, mistaking her growing tusks for fangs.

Her trunk curled around him instinctively, stretching and instinctively trying to grasp onto him. It was a curious sensation, one that her mind couldn’t quite comprehend. In spite of this, she felt a rush of pleasure from his proximity, and kissed him passionately. Much to her surprise, her lengthening teeth didn’t interrupt the kiss as much as she’d anticipated, and she felt at them with a mounting curiosity.

Ethan watched Jenna play her tongue against the two small ivory tusks growing from her lower lip, seeing her pass it along them once, twice. On the third, he intercepted them with his lips, and she moaned into his mouth, the pitch of her voice growing deeper as her arousal spiked.

He wanted more too, wanted to make her feel pleasure unlike any she’d known before. A desirous impulse of his own gripped him, and he slipped his hands up her taut shirt. It took him a second to work his hands beneath the tight strap of her bra, and he was glad she’d worn one with enough padding to keep from digging into his palms.

Though Jenna’s skin was tough, her breasts were still as soft as ever beneath their leathery exterior. It was like Ethan was feeling her up through a leather jacket, though evidently she could feel every play of his fingers.

Jenna quivered with a near-insensate pleasure, arching her back and pressing herself closer to him. “Hahhrrd… Uhhhrr…” She groaned, eyelids fluttering. Her nipples sank back into her breasts, and her back rippled with bulk. Her shirt was able to stretch with this, but the clasp to her bra burst with a snap.

Her chest broadened to match, and she felt her breasts sinking into a bulky expanse of gray skin. Second by pleasurable second, she was getting bigger and bigger, heavier and heavier. Her arms and legs thickened to the point where they nearly resembled tree trunks, and she flailed them at the air as her shoulder rearranged.

“Fuuhcck mghhrou!” She groaned, her ears flapping with irritation. She loved how delicately he was treating her, but she needed something more. She was turning into an animal, so she wanted to be bred like one. Her fingers wiggled at empty air, unable to grasp the man too close to hold, only to pull back in towards her stumpy limbs.

Ethan let out a laugh and a yelp at the same time as Jenna rolled him beneath her, pressing her hips to his roughly. She rolled her widening hips, bellowing with pleasure as she felt her lover within herself. That was part of his magic: no matter how large she got, she’d still feel as though he’d hilted himself fully within her, pressing against her walls and womb at the same time.

“As you wish,” he chuckled, groaning and pressing his hands to her stretched shirt. Her skin was too tough to feel her clothes digging into her flesh. The cotton was too frail to withstand much more of this, and soon the popping of seams accompanied the heavy thump of her hips to Ethan’s.

“Whrrrut’s thghrrouu?” She slurred, lifting her head back, pressing her swollen belly to Ethan and tearing her shirt along her shoulderblades. Her skirt popped a second later, the elastic nearly exploding from her frame.

“It’s your clothes, they can’t take how big you’re getting,” Ethan purred, only to flush as her eyes snapped open, meeting his own. For a moment, all was silent between the two—then the remainder of her shirt split, practically throwing the tatters of her bra onto his chest.

“Rgghoo ohhkayuh?” managed the elephant-girl, who blinked as she saw her trunk curl and sway in her peripheral vision. Suddenly the thoughts of having become a feline seemed commonplace, washing away with the rush that came from being so big and so powerful.

“Relax, part of the magic is that I can’t be hurt by the people I change. Which might put a damper against your dominant streak, bu-mmph!” His words became a muffled cry as she mashed her trunk to his lips, nose-kissing his face.

He looked so small now compared to her, she loved it! She must have been at least seven feet tall, a head above her tall lover, and twice as broad at the shoulder. Jenna had never been so big or strong before, and she dropped her hips to his, trusting that she could treat him as roughly as she wanted. Her trunk and ears bobbed with every pound of her hips, and her moist cunt tightened around her lover.

“GGGUHHRROOOOUMPH!” She let out her first elephant bellow, leaning her head back, driving down and feeling him in her, his cock so paradoxically big that she saw stars. Even though he was smaller, he was stretching her, filling her, making her tingle up and down her spine, from collar to tailbone.

With a loud creaking, her tailbone stretched from her bulky body. She curled her toes for the last few seconds she had them, stubby and coarse-nailed elephant toes overcoming a well-trimmed pedicure. Her feet squished and remolded, like invisible hands molding clay, rendering them plodding and round.

All the while, her tail continued to grow and grow, stretch and stretch. It was gray, engraved by creases where it would naturally twitch and sway. In that sense, it matched the rest of her tough, leathery, thick body. She felt it thump against the ground as it came into its full length, sweeping from side to side in the dirt below her.

“Fuck, I love you!” Ethan groaned, unable to even reach his hands around her hips. Her heavy body pressed down against him, and he slapped his palms against the wrinkled hide of her thighs, the closest thing he could manage to a hug.

“MMOORRROOOMPH!” Jenna begged him for more, to take her harder. She heaved herself onto her knees, pressing her chest against him, feeling his human body beneath her ample frame. Like this, he could almost reach her most sensitive spot… Almost… “HUUUH-ARRDUURRR!”

She lifted her trunk, twitching her ears and wiggling them frantically. The waves that played across them were reminiscent of someone trying to toss a sheet atop a bed. She was big, bulky, and overcome by bliss. At nearly nine feet tall, she reached her first orgasm, grunting as she clenched atop him.

It was so hard to make her elephant mouth make human sounds, and she gave up the pretense altogether as Ethan heard her last plea. “MOOOPH! MAROOOUMPH!” She lifted her trunk so that her trumpets wouldn’t be muffled by it. She wanted the world to hear how god she felt, and how amazing it was to be so big and so pleasured.

She reached a second orgasm, barely a breath apart from the first. She swelled further, nearly topping a dozen feet from stumpy feet to gray skull. She lolled her head to the left and felt her heavy ear slap against the side of her sweaty gray face, a wonderful reminder of how big she’d become.

Stars danced across her vision, and she shook her head from side to side, flapping her ears and flopping her trunk. Her legs stomped the ground, careful not to crush the object of her desire beneath her feet, too occupied by crushing him with her hips.

Ethan looked to the bulky, naked elephant. She was fully changed, a transformation punctuated by the shedding of her hair. Strands fell about them like so much rain, and he looked at her rapturous expression with lust and desire in equal parts.

The two came together, a hydrant gushing into her elephant canal, only to be overwhelmed by the torrential waterfall of her climax. Her cavernous cunt clenched, and she milked her lover for all he was worth, magic carrying his seed to her womb.

“PHHHRROOOUUPH!” She trumpeted one last time, flopping atop him, then rolling onto her side. Her bulky chest heaved with the effort of regaining her breath, and she looked to him through thick, gray-lidded eyes.

“I know…” He panted, muscles burning with exertion as he crawled towards her. The man curled his arms around her thick trunk, and he placed a gently kiss upon its wrinkled texture. “I love you too.”                   

It was exactly the right thing to say, and she resolved to fuck his brains out the second her every nerve returned from a vacation in heaven. For the time being, she contented herself with curling her trunk around him, bringing her closer to her cheek for a massive lick and a bone-crushing nuzzle.