Qualin
My furry little visitor was a nice surprise. Their turquoise and cream fur was very soft and a small pur vibrated their while body as I massaged down their back.
They pressed against my palm as I cupped their face. This sudden appearance seemed rather coincidental and I found myself musing that perhaps this was Minor, since his dad said they could transform into anything. Looking at the little creature's face, it somehow didn't seem so farfetched. Then I noticed the little white mark just over the right eye.
A smile pulled at my lips. "Did you miss me, or something?"
The little face looked up at me in surprise, the ears cocking to the side.
"Well, Minor?"
"How did you know it was me?" It was his voice just...smaller.
"Just a guess. There is a small resemblance. Plus," I gently poked the mark over his eye. "You said this was special, right?"
He giggled in a soft, cooing voice.
"Not that you aren't adorable like this, but why the disguise?" I let my hands gently rub down his back as he leapt from my lap onto the floor.
"It wasn't really planned. I just...well I wanted to come check to see if you were alright, and I figured it would be simpler if the guards didn't notice."
"Why didn't you just appear like before?"
"That takes a lot of energy, plus... my dad said I shouldn't just teleport and disrespect their security protocols.
"But this is alright?" I laughed.
"Well... he's kinda a push over if you can make him laugh. And while he is an alpha male that shouldn't be disobeyed, he tends to find clever loopholes amusing. Besides, he can never stay mad at any of us kids if we just look cute." he tucked his ears back, bringing his front paws to his chin and looked up at me with big, sad eyes and wined ever so softly.
Damn, he really was cute.
"Alright, I just don't want you to get into trouble over me. You've already done more than enough. Speaking of which...I haven't really gotten the chance to thank you."
"For what?"
"Are you kidding?" I gave him a pointed look.
He looked away bashfully. If only furry cheeks could blush.
"I'm just glad you're ok. Besides, if I'd helped you sooner-"
"It wasn't your responsibility. And it's not like I was looking for help. If you had read my mind, or whatever, and said something out of the blue, I probably wouldn't have trusted you."
"Yeah. That's a good point. So...." he fidgeted for a moment, "does that mean that you do trust me?"
It was a bit strange, but I couldn't deny that it was true. "Yeah, I'd say so."
He perked up, looking surprisingly pleased. And far too cute.
"So, can you really look like anything?" I asked, eager to change the subject.
"Pretty much. Any species. Though we can't change our basic characteristics. Like, I have a smaller build than average. I can't change that, compared to whatever the average is for that particular species."
"Hmm. I see."
"And some forms are more comfortable than others. Like, I don't walk around like this all the time." He giggled.
"So, what form would be more comfortable for you?"
He seemed to consider for a moment. Then His body began to glow and shift. For a brief moment, I was able to focus my eyes and see the same form from when he saved me. However, the features quickly changed and when the light faded, he was the same species as me.
I blinked and stared for a moment. His hair was a rich auburn with ebony markings, and just long enough to frame his oval face. His nose twitched, smelling the air as his ears swiveled around, then laid flat against his head and his cheeks flushed. His tail curled around his knees as he knelt on the floor, the tip twitching nervously. He looked embarrassed and adorable.
"Wow." I looked him up and down several times. He was still wearing LaMihinnian style clothes, but I could still make out his slender waist and hints of his surprisingly toned body. Apparently, his base characteristic was: attractive. However, something about seeing him as the same species as me, the fact that he had chosen to be the same species, seemed special. And especially appealing.
I brushed a strand of hair from his face, letting my finger tip trace the delicate line of his jaw. He didn't pull away. In fact, he seemed to welcome my touch. The feel of his skin was exhilarating. I couldn't resist trailing my fingers down his arm, then gently grabbing his tail and running my hand down to the tip.
He chuckled and pulled his tail away, but to my delight, shifted closer to me. My heart began to beat faster and I wanted more of him. I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up, but I wanted whatever I could get.
***
Minor
I could tell Qualin was longing for physical contact. And who knew how long it had been since he'd seen someone who looked like him. Furthermore, I could tell it had been a very long time since he'd felt any genuine affection. Even without reading his mind, the sense of loneliness was unmistakeable.
I inched closer and he responded by gently taking one of my hands in his and touching my face again with his other hand. He leaned in really close, breathing in my scent before pausing and asking, "Is this alright?"
"Yeah. We aren't as picky about personal space as most people tend to be." I leaned in and nudged him under his chin with my nose as encouragement, then I sniffed his face and his hair. He had a surprisingly nice scent that caused a gentle purr to start in my chest. That was an unusual reaction to someone new, but pleasant.
While I was distracted, his hand wrapped around my back as he leaned in so close to my face that his breath tickled my cheek. I laughed and reached up and bit his ear, the same as I would when playing with my siblings. Not too hard; his feline ears were clearly sensitive.
He laughed slightly and pulled away, looking a little surprised, but thankfully not upset. Then he smiled and leaned in again, this time his teeth playfully bit my cheek. I couldn't help but laugh. I liked this playful attitude, and I'd never met a person who played the way animals do. I figured that the novelty of the situation was why it felt so appealing...
I felt the hand on my back press tighter against me and his whole body shifted closer, like maybe he wanted to embrace me. I decided to hold still and wait, still not sure of his comfort level.
Then he gently licked my cheek with the tip of his tongue. That was unexpected. Animals will often playfully lick, but this felt more...intimate. It sent a shiver down my spine and I felt my breath quiver slightly.
He pulled back and met my eyes for a moment, seeming to gauge my reaction. I didn't want to pull away. After all, animals cuddle and even kiss all the time. Maybe beastlings were the same. As he leaned in again, his nose nearly touching mine, he gently licked my top lip before pressing his lips to mine.
I gasped in surprise and his tongue quickly caressed mine before he pulled away.
"Is that alright?"
His voice was so sincere and tender and filled with longing. I didn't want to turn him away, but I didn't know what to say. I didn't understand what was happening. Something seemed to be escalating very quickly.
"It's ok, you... you just surprised me..."
He smiled and closed the distance between our faces again. Was he going to kiss me again? He held for a moment. I could have pulled away. His lips brushed against mine. Then pressed harder. Then I felt his tongue again. It felt like he was encouraging me to open my mouth. After a moment, I did.
His tongue slowly entered my mouth, licking just the tip of my tongue before retracting. When I still didn't pull away, he went deeper. The gentle caress intensified as his tongue danced around my mouth. One hand went to the back of my head, the other to the small of my back as he pulled me in even closer.
My heart began to pound uncontrollably and a strange sensation began to spread down from my stomach.
"Oh! Whoa, whoa, w-wait." I pulled away, what was he doing? What was I doing? His scent was suddenly intoxicating. I felt sightly dizzy and could feel my heart and breath quickening, the same as his.
I fell back, catching myself with my hands behind me. He leaned over me, one hand on the floor by my side, the other trailing down my face and torso to my thigh.
The strange sensation surged again and my groin pulsed, making me squirm and curl my toes. "W-what's happening... my body feels really strange!"
"Do you hate it?" He pulled his hand slightly away.
"N-no..." I reached for his hand, holding him there before he could pull away further. Only for a moment, before I realized what I was doing and let go. "I-I just, don't know what's happening." I felt so hot and couldn't help rubbing my thighs together; an urge to release tension down there was building.
"What's wrong? You're turned on, right?" He leaned in and gently kissed my lips again.
"What? Why would I...? Are you sure...?"
He chuckled slightly, "This is a pretty good indication." His hand touched my thigh again, moving inward and making my groin throb as his thumb brushed against it. "You're pretty hard."
"But I'm male!"
"Yeah, that is typically a male reaction to arousal ." He chuckled lightly. How could he find this amusing?
"But... you're also male... right?" That seemed like I stupid question, but I was having a hard time wrapping my head around what was happening.
He leaned against me more and I could feel he definitely was male, and also hard.
I clapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my surprise as I realized he really wanted to...mate...with me.
Suddenly, I heard a few voices in my head as my family asked if something was wrong.
Nope!
I quickly closed my mind off to them. Thankfully, they didn't seem to notice what was causing my distress.
"Ok, hold on!" I started to wriggle away. "I think, maybe your confused. Maybe because of this body...I should transform." I didn't wait for his reply and began to change.
Everyone pulls away when we transform. Most find the light to be too bright, and the ability in general to be unsettling. So the feel of Qualin's hands gently caressing my body as I changed was new and surprisingly exciting.
This wasn't good. It felt too good. I needed to put a stop to this. I knew what would make him stop, which form I should take...
***
Qualin
The beautiful light faded and the soft fur turned to hard scales. I pulled back, slightly surprised. Minor was now a winged reptile like the one I had fought in the hall.
"See, you've calmed down now." He sighed and pulled his feet under himself, his wings fidgeting. His eyes kept looking down at the floor. He looked and sounded a little disappointed...
"It was the form I was in. You don't really want me."
The sudden change was a bit of a surprise. I looked him over carefully. Obviously, this wasn't the sort of body I typically found attractive, but it was actually beautiful in it's own way.
I started to reach out, curious. "Can I touch you?"
"Yeah, it's alright."
I ran my hand down his back. The shining scales were warm and not as rough as I would have thought. He spread his wings slightly and I stroked each one. His body shivered under my touch.
"Does changing forms change how you feel?"
"No... we're always the same. Physical form doesn't matter to transformers."
"So... you're still just as turned on by me?"
"W-well... it's just that no one has ever touched me like you were doing!"
"I see." I smiled. He was still so cute. It was a little odd, but oh well. Even in this form, I could see it was him. His voice crooned in a soft tone and his body trembled as I leaned over him again and ran my hands up and down his sides. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of exactly where to go, but finally kissed the star mark on his brow, then the tip of his nose.
The sound that escaped him was a high, quivering moan of pleasure. Damn, it was hot! What the hell. I figured I could work with that.
I licked and nibbled his chin. The scales there were actually soft. He was practically purring, and despite sounding a little nervous, he was rolling into his back. I wasn't sure how this was going to work, but I didn't want to stop.
All of a sudden, he reached up and bit my ear as all four legs wrapped around me and he pulled me in. It didn't hurt, but he was much stronger than I was expecting. His sudden enthusiasm was also a little hard to handle. He licked and nibbled my mouth with his lips. I tried to reciprocate and felt his very sharp fangs with my tongue.
"Wait!" He pulled his head back suddenly. "I might hurt you this way." His body began to glow and I felt him shift beneath me. When the light faded, he was a beastling again. Only this time, his body was completely bare.
His face was flush and he was breathing heavily. I kissed him again and this time his tongue eagerly pressed back against mine. My dick became hard again as I felt his pulse against my pelvis.
I pulled away just enough to be able to unfasten my pants.
He whined nervously, his body fidgeting under mine, and he called out in surprise. "Ah! I didn't mean to transform naked! I'm sorry..."
"I don't mind." He was so cute he made me laugh. I reached down and licked his throbbing cock as I pulled my own dick out. A surprised but pleasurable yelp escaped him. Fuck!
As eager as I was to be inside him, I decided to take it slow. This was obviously his first time and I didn't want to hurt him.
I pressed my dick against his and rubbed them together. His body writhed and his hands reached up to grip my chest. To my delight, he started tugging and pulling at my shirt, seeming eager to touch my skin. I obliged, removing my shirt and tossing it aside as he sat up enough to lick my chest and neck.
Gripping the back of his head, I leaned into him and he willing laid back against the floor. I trailed kisses from his mouth, down his neck to his chest and licked his nips for a few moments before continuing down to his cock again.
It felt so good taking him into my mouth, savoring the lightly salty taste and the feel of tender flesh. He moaned and arched his back. I stayed with him, moving my mouth up and down his shaft and stroking my own cock a few times.
Finally, I pulled away. "Not quite yet." I whispered, caressing his face. He whined and writhed and began kissing and licking my fingers. Perfect! I massaged his tongue and encouraged him to get my fingers good and wet.
When I removed my dripping fingers from his mouth, my heart began to race even more and my cock throbbed and tingled with Anticipation. Soon...
I slipped one finger into his ass and then slowly worked in a second one. He yelped again, arching against the floor.
"Wait!" He suddenly pulled away.
My body ached to pull him back. I couldn't help digging my fingers into his sides slightly and dragging them down the length of his torso. Then I grabbed his cock at the base and stroked upward to the tip and then back to the base. Apparently that was all he could handle as he called out with a mix of surprise, embarrassment, and ecstacy.