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Part 9 of 19 (Path A)/Part 9 of 21 (Path B)
Friendship Is…9
Luca remained seated with his back pressed firmly against the tree, unable and unwilling to stop the obsessive movement of his hand. His penis was now fully transformed; the dark, powerful form had erased every trace of its former shape. He clenched his teeth so tightly that his jaw muscles stood out clearly beneath the violet fur, as another wave of sensation shook his body like an inner tremor.
The transformation now claimed nearly every inch of his form. The silky violet coat had spread almost seamlessly across his skin. As he sat there, he felt his feet stretch in a strange way, reshaping unnaturally. His toes grew thicker and heavier, losing their individual mobility as they pressed tightly together, almost forming a single, compact mass. Since he remained seated, these elongated, heavy feet rested motionless on the grass while the bones within them adjusted under the new tension.
Unceasingly, more cum emerged, leaving glistening traces across his fur-covered thighs. With his right hand, he grasped and pressed his balls, as the pressure and intensity simply refused to subside. He breathed heavily through his nose, his gaze fixed into the distance, completely lost in the overwhelming experience as his body was forced, without pause, into its new form.
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