Early Access Post: "Being Shown the Ropes" (Patreon)

This story commission will be online next week, but as always, the Hybrid Crew gets early access! Enjoy a tale of a kindly girlfriend, helping her boyfriend come to terms with some recent changes to his body...and showing him the joy of sex toys.

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“You really didn’t have to go to all this trouble for me, Jill.”

“You say that like I wouldn’t go out of my way to make a friend happy,” she countered, setting a glass of lemonade on the small table between them. “It’s no trouble at all, and you know it.”

Kurt was no stranger to how kind Jill could be, but he wasn’t the type to take someone’s generosity without at least a hint of guilt, especially when he was in such a downtrodden mood to begin with.

He didn’t want to be the single cloud in her sky on what was an otherwise beautiful, crystal clear day.

“Well…t-thanks for the drink, then,” he whispered, taking a sip of the sweet, tangy juice and settling into the folding chair with a sigh. “I promise I won’t overstay my welcome, though.”

Jill rolled her eyes. “I’m the one who invited you over, and we’re the only ones here…I’m glad for the company, you dork…”

“Even when I’m moping about?”

“That’s the whole reason I called you over.”

Jill could have spent her Saturday sitting in the sun and giving her fur a full, soothing treatment: as it were, she was already stripped to a tiny bikini and a smile, but there was a falter in her lips when she saw just how hard Kurt was still taking things.

If she could just get him to crack, she might be able to help him, but she knew how stubborn he could be about opening up and sharing his emotions with her.

“I’m all ears, then.”

“Actually, Kurt, I’m the one looking to give their ears a workout…you gonna tell me what’s bumming you out, or am I gonna have to put something in the next glass of lemonade?”

After what had happened to him, Kurt no longer doubted that someone entirely innocent, or even someone who simply looked the part, like Jill, was capable of incredible and seemingly impossible things.

He didn’t believe she actually had a truth serum on her person, but he was more willing to give up information than he’d ever been, and that, too, he blamed on the change.

“This experiment…n-none of it went the way I expected,” he admitted, feeding her information that she already knew. “And I’ve been trying as hard as I can to make the best of it, but it’s…it’s really difficult to see any positives in this.”

“You could go out wearing an outfit like this and no one would bat an eyelash,” Jill suggested, gesturing at her chest and the tiny, pink triangles of fabric that barely contained her modest bust. “Or, they might stare for a reason that you’re not used to…”

“I’m not sure that’s necessarily a positive…”

It was strange for Kurt, and understandably so, to feel a stirring when he gazed over at Jill’s chest, but there was no shaft between his legs to receive the bloodflow any longer: he could feel his body trying to react as if his penis was still there, but instead, the excess flow of vitality and warmth was going to a different place, hidden under the guise of his shorts.

“It’s a big change; I get that. You can take as much time as you need getting used to things, but sooner or later, you’re going to have to learn to live with what happened and try to look for some of the benefits,” Jill suggested. “Honestly, you might find that you enjoy having a new set of equipment to play with.”

Thus far, Kurt hadn’t touched the transformed parts of his body, save for the moments he absolutely needed to.

He could feel Jill staring at his crotch without a hint of shame for doing so; it wasn’t the first time she had, but it was the first time since he’d lost what he was born with, and somehow, that made the sensations even greater, as if the weight of each orb was settled right against his flesh.

“I just wish I could look at it as flippantly as you did,” Kurt admitted. “But you…you do know what happened, right?”

“Kinda…?”

In his frustration, Kurt almost lowered his shorts, but he couldn’t bring himself to go that far.

“Let’s just say that I’m not really a man anymore,” he confessed. “I thought you already knew all the details, but…that’s not what I went in for. That’s not what was supposed to happen, and now…it sounds like there’s no way to speed up the reversal.”

Expecting to find himself in the placebo group, Kurt was in for a rude awakening when he found himself settled with a fully developed labia and, to the best of his knowledge, a proper vaginal passage behind it…but he hadn’t tested that part of his body, just yet.

“But you still look like yourself, and…that means you get the best of both worlds,” Jill mentioned. “You get to keep on being a cute, handsome guy, while you’re not worried about tripping over things when you’re turned on. What’s so bad about that?”

If he wasn’t so oblivious, he would have picked up on what Jill was really trying to do, and her bikini being such a revealing one should have been a clue enough at her intentions…but it was hard to blame Kurt for being stuck inside his own head, right then.

“Not that I ever really had that problem, but I guess I’d still rather be able to have that problem in the first place than not be able to have it at all.”

“For what it’s worth, you have an excuse to come into a changing room with me now,” Jill teased. “Pretty sure that’s a benefit enough to outweigh the problems you’re having…”

She was putting herself out there as obviously as she could, but Kurt was as dense as they came, as far as picking up hints from interested parties.

Jill wasn’t getting frustrated, but there was a falter in her smirk when he somehow missed the point, yet again.

“I still look like a guy, though…”

“And I’m not upset about that, but I’m starting to think that experiment might have done something else to your brain.”

“Whaddaya mean?”

Sighing heavily and sitting up from her long, comfortable deck chair, Jill paused at the top of the move and kept her legs spread a little wider as she stood up, hoping to catch the leopard in the act of staring between them.

She knew she had him caught when his eyes widened, but she tried to pull their gaze up to her breasts, as she pushed them into his face and took a seat in his vacant lap.

“I mean…you’re still you, Kurt…you’re still looking at my body like you want to ravage it, and you’re still being a bashful dork…still being so dense that I literally have to rub my tits in your face to get your attention…so what if you don’t have a dick for a little while?”

“But I don’t know wh-

“And who better to show you how to use that new equipment than yours truly?” Jill asked, as if she knew what his next concern would be. “You know you can trust me to show you a good time…no matter what you’ve got between your legs.”

“You…y-you mean you really don’t mind that I don’t have a dick anymore?” he asked, still catching up with her sudden and rapid assault on his senses.

Though there was no erection to be had, he could feel the new and different sensation of moisture welling up inside of him and gathering around the tight slit of his new organs.

“Honestly? I’m kinda excited to try something with a girl, but…you have all the right parts for that kinda thing, now…and I know you a lot better than I know any of the girls in my life,” she confessed. “So how about we help each other out? You let me show you some of the benefits that you might have overlooked, like a proper girlfriend would…and in turn…you just kiss me and learn to listen to what your body is telling you?”

It was a strange, unique offer…and one that only Jill could make to Kurt. In turn, it was one that only someone like Kurt could accept, but the feline was still uneasy about the prospect of leaving himself so vulnerable, especially after such a short amount of time had passed.

Of course…Jill knew him so well that she could see when his resistance was crumbling, and though she sat confidently on his lap, she could already feel his whole body trembling with anticipation beneath her.

“If you really need another clue, yes…this is the part where y-

Kurt would never deny his lack of timeliness, and in this instance, luck kept him from feeling a set of teeth against his lips: it was a little sloppy, to be sure, but the connection of his muzzle, pressing gingerly against her own, was just what Jill needed to feel like she was getting through to the distraught leopard.

Her words died out in a quiet muffle, with a gasp of surprise coming at the end of whatever she was able to say…but the adorable tuft of her tail gave a quick flicker of approval at Kurt’s approach.

She didn’t think he’d done it on purpose, but making her give such obvious hints and take such a commanding lead proved to make their kiss all the more satisfying. Even the first touch carried a greater intensity than she was expecting, and for Kurt, the slow, eager roll of her lips against his own created an even greater wealth of natural, feminine arousal between his legs than simply gazing upon Jill’s body.

That amorous contact was such that he was grateful for the extra layer of his boxers…but little by little, he was wishing that there wasn’t a scrap of clothing between them, even if he was still too bashful to say it out loud.

“Mnn…nnf…n-now that’s a bit more like it,” Jill pushed back slightly from the kiss, letting Kurt take an eyeful of her breasts and the firm, eager perk that had graced her nipples. “See how excited I am from a single kiss, big guy? I told you that there were a lot of benefits to having my kind of equipment…and now you get to enjoy the benefits of having a girlfriend…”

Reaching her arms behind her back, she waited for Kurt to latch onto her breasts with all the intensity that he held in the golden depths of his eyes…but he was right back to being bashful, and seeing her bikini top spill to the poolside only made things worse.

“…Yes, Kurt, I am telling you that you can grab my tits.”

He got the message long before she said it, but this time, there was such an urgency in Jill’s voice that the lesson stuck: Kurt brought his paws to the bare, slender flesh of her tummy and stroked his claws along her delicate, sensitive skin, tickling it just under the cover of her fur.

By the time his digits cupped her breasts, she was overwhelmed with sensations, but another, unexpected kiss kept her moans from carrying over the fence and letting the neighbors know that there was a free peep show, if they were quick enough to come outside.

Much as she would have loved to play with him out by the pool…Jill didn’t want Kurt feeling uncomfortable in his transformed body, no matter what cost that meant to her.

I can always come back out and sunbathe later, she thought, as her lips struggled to keep up with his dominant, arousing kiss. But if I’m gonna show him all the benefits of having a pussy, we should probably take this show on the road…

Her fingertip eased between their lips, going through the tiny strand of saliva that had carried between their tongues.

“If I knew you were such a good kisser, I would have gone in for a taste years ago,” she confessed. “But since we’re making up for lost time anyway…the fast track continues in my bedroom.”

Kurt’s heart thumped in his chest with such intensity that Jill felt it, simply resting in his lap…

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“Do I really have to be naked from the start?”

“You’re not feeling comfortable with your own body anymore, right?” Jill reminded him. “If that’s the case, you’re not gonna learn to adjust if you just keep covering it up…”

Jill could have guessed why Kurt was so hesitant to pull his shorts down, especially given the lack of care that he shared about letting her tug his shirt over his head.

She wasn’t sure, but she hoped that she was right about her theory, and a delicate scent was tickling her nostrils, giving him a clue that she couldn’t ignore…and before much longer, she wouldn’t be able to resist it, either.

“I kinda thought that was the point of clothes, wasn’t it?”

The crotch of Jill’s tiny, narrow bikini was already gripping the mound of her womanhood and providing such an outline that it left almost nothing to the imagination, and yet, when she pushed her thumbs into the strings around her hips and eased that patch of fabric away, there was a new, greater intensity to their connection.

It was impossible for Kurt to ignore, but even if he wantedto feign ignorance, the presence of moisture, clinging to the crotch of her swimsuit and leaving it stained as she pulled away absolutely sealed the deal.

“Yes…you do need to cover up in public,” Jill agreed, but as she stood before the leopard and dropped her bikini to the floor, she let her free paw press around either side of her exposed petals, easing them open just slightly and revealing a soaking, pink entrance to him. “But in private like this…this is where you become comfortable with your body…where you look in the mirror and accept that you’re a sexy little slice…that anyone would be lucky to get their paws on.”

There was no use hiding his gaze: Kurt was looking upon Jill’s unladen sex for the first time, and moisture was spilling over her digits, to boot.

Gulping back a lump of nerves and trying to keep with her pace, it only seemed fair that Kurt revealed his new secret to her, as well.

“I wish I could have even an ounce of your confidence,” Kurt admitted. “I dunno what anybody would see in…w-well…in a freak like me.”

Jill cocked a brow and rested a single finger against the part in her petals, letting her juices gather upon it. “Do you think I’d be this wet if I thought you were a freak, Kurt? I’m not soaked because I’m that into myself; I’m hot and all that, but just the idea of getting to see you naked for the first time, it’s…it’s got me soaked.”

Her knees were quivering as she rested her palm over her mound, denying Kurt a further glance until his shorts came off.

Knowing that and taking in a heavy, frustrated sigh, Kurt unbuckled his shorts, content to let them slide down along his thighs naturally: he should have known that Jill wouldn’t be able to stand there and watch the display, antsy as she’d already revealed herself to be.

“Never thought it would be so easy to get someone wet, but…t-then again, I guess I’ve been having that problem myself, all day,” Kurt started his confession just as Jill knelt before him and tugged hard, leaving his shorts and his boxers in a soaking puddle around his ankles. “…I was gonna get to that, if you’d just shown a little patience!”

“Patience is a virtue in certain situations, but I already told you that you needed to be naked from the start,” Jill mentioned. “We can’t even get to the good stuff until you throw that patience aside and…s-show me what you’ve got here…”

Curiosity was getting the better of Jill from the start, but now that she was kneeling before a fresh, moistened pair of lips, she felt any hesitance she might have had melting away, dripping from her just as quickly as the trails of arousal that moved down Kurt’s inner thighs.

“You’re not actually gonna…p-play with it, are you?” Kurt asked, his lower lip folding into the press of his own fangs.

Jill nodded just as she brought the end of her muzzle to kiss against his clit: it was the very first touch he’d ever known in that place, and as quickly as he’d ever known they could, Kurt’s knees weakened and nearly dropped him to a heap in the floor.

Only catching the edge of Jill’s bed kept him upright, and that partial spread of his thighs made it easier for Jill to sample the new treat, giving her tongue all the freedom it needed to glide back and forth over the hood of Kurt’s sensitive nub.

The scent was already intoxicating, but the flavor was simply addicting…and until he begged her to stop, Jill was going to be a shameless junkie for his mound.

“That’s…t-that’s almost too much,” Kurt admitted, hoping that Jill would understand what he was getting at. “It’s so good it…it’s like I can barely move, but I need s-something else…”

Slurping her tongue up through the moistened folds and collecting some of the juices right on the flat of her tongue, the devious cervine pulled her tongue back into her muzzle and grinned at Kurt, having given him just a sample of the pleasures that a woman could experience in the face of a talented lover.

“Of course you do,” she agreed. “But once you’ve been worked up to it, believe me…you’re gonna be begging me to suck this cute, tender little clit until it goes numb…and I’ll be more than happy to comply.”

After the room stopped spinning, Kurt had a moment of clarity to wonder what Jill could possibly have in store for him beyond that sensation, but he was beginning to understand how difficult it could be to properly work on a woman’s unique anatomy.

It was strange enough being a guy and learning the ins and outs of his own dick, but now that he was equipped with entirely new organs to learn about, he realized something crucial about the internal ache that radiated from the tight, unspoiled passage.

“That’s really very sweet of you, Jill…but I think…I think I’ve realized a problem with all this.”

Eager as she was, the doe still offered a sweet smile and leaned back. “If you really want me to stop, all you have to do is say so, Kurt. Boundaries are important…”

“No! N-no…everything you’ve done has been…a-amazing.”

Jill beamed as bright as she ever had, at that.

“It’s just a matter of…I don’t know how to…use this body properly, I guess? I don’t even know how to get off…it was so easy to do before, and now, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

“…Do you wanna go with something that always works for me?” she asked, thinking of a few different tools of hers that would likely do the job. She knew as well as anyone that every woman was unique, and no two bodies took the same route to orgasm…but there were tips and tricks that seemed to work for the vast majority, and toys that had too many glowing reviews not to try.

One of them was in the shape of a wide, rounded knob at the end of a wand, and it was tucked into the side of Jill’s sheets, right nearby the unsuspecting feline.

“If you really think I’ll be able to handle it, then…w-what have I got to lose, at this point?” Kurt asked.

It sounded as though he was defeated, but Jill knew him better than that: he was simply loosening and lightening up, giving her the clearance she needed to take his physical delights to the next level.

It wouldn’t be easy for her to restrain herself, much less to stand by the action and not take part herself, but there was one more toy that she’d always wanted to try among her collection…and thus far, she’d only ever been able to ride it herself and pretend that someone was on the other end.

This time, she’d be the one on the other end, but a smaller insert was in order, if she was going to be the first one to penetrate the lucky leopard.

“I’d say you’ve got your shirt to lose, but…I’ll let you keep that on, if it makes you feel more comfortable,” Jill was a tease through and through, but she was business minded as she reached past Kurt’s leg and pulled the charged wand from beside his thigh. “Not sure it’s gonna do anything to dull these sensations, though…”

She flicked a switch on the magic wand and send the round, wide tip into a buzzing tizzy, vibrating the air around Kurt’s exposed snatch.

Just having it that close, he could feel the most delicate sensation approaching his clit, as if the buzzing was strong enough that it didn’t need to be direct for him to appreciate the pleasure that it could offer.

“That thing…h-holy damn…that’s putting off some serious RPMs, isn’t it?” he asked, knowing that the first touch would be enough to leave him breathless. “You really use this one all the time?”

“Almost every night,” Jill confessed, looking bashful for the first time since they’d started their intimate afternoon. “But this time, I get to use it on you; all you’ve gotta do it hold it for me for a moment or two.”

“What? Why?”

“Because I’ve got one more surprise to go with it…I think they’ll pair together brilliantly,” she told him, making sure he had a firm grip on the wand. “Don’t put this on your clit just yet…you need to work into that kind of thing. Just settle it against your lips; n-no…these lips…and feel it out. When it feels like you can handle more pressure, apply a little more…”

She was going to put on the harness right away, but seeing Kurt’s confusion, she guided his wrist and held the toy steady, watching as he sucked in a gasp and tensed up.

Helping him along the sensations, she tilted his wrist away and eased up the pressure, until the buzzing wand could sit against Kurt’s petals without his seizing up against it.

“There we go…keep it just like that for a moment,” she instructed, grinning up at him and pressing a quick kiss to his lips as she stood. “If you feel like you could handle a little more pressure, just apply it…and try moving it up and down against yourself. I bet you’ll love that.”

Kurt winced, determined to keep the buzzing wand in place for as long as he could…but it was proving difficult to do so without feeling as if he was going to let out a massive, albeit satisfying sneeze.

“No wonder they c-charge so much for these…it’s s-still a little too much, but I don’t…I don’t ever wanna move this thing from between my legs,” he confessed, falling for the wand as quickly as a host of other customers had. “Shame it’s too big to just haul around in my shorts…I’d n-never take it out…”

Jill’s grin was so sharp that Kurt could feel it cutting into him from a distance. “Hold that thought for a while,” she told him, having plenty of toys in her collection that would be perfect for such an idea. “And while you’re at it…make sure you’re holding that toy nice and tight, okay?”

The quiet snap of a pair of clips going taut against Jill’s body was a brief distraction, but it was only enough for the leopard to tilt his ears toward the sound.

It was gone just as quick as it came, but the source of it was obvious the moment Jill came back around the side of the bed…with a dark, black harness strapped around her hips and a full, false cock jutting out from her crotch.

“…Jill…y-you aren’t actually a-about to try and shove that inside me, are you?”

“Nervous?”

“Wouldn’t you be?”

“I’ve taken bigger,” she joked. “And you will too, by the time I’ve got you used to those wonderful, new parts that you’ve gained…but this is a great place to start.”

It wasn’t a small toy by any measure, and against Jill’s tiny, slender body, it looked that much larger; Kurt didn’t think he was being unreasonable for listening to his nerves, but the buzzing of the wand against his petals was enough to keep him from tensing too much…and an eager doe wasn’t going to be denied her chance to overwhelm the leopard with more pleasure than he’d ever known before.

He was still seated against the edge of the bed when the warm, pink tip of one toy came to rest against the intersection of another toy, and Kurt’s soaking petals, absorbing some of the vibration and spreading it further down the leopard’s inexperienced mound.

That little bit of a barrier was a blissful thing, and Kurt thrashed back against the bed, biting down on his own arm to keep from crying out with the weight of his impending release.

“It’s not the same as just pounding your junk into a hole until something comes out,” Jill explained, as she eased the end of the toy into the first hint of resistance she felt. “You need to finesse your new body, just the way you are now…but you can’t fight it when the moment comes. You’ve gotta let it happen…”

A virgin passage tried to relax, but it seized and clenched against the new, invading cock, even after just the first two inches tried to ease their way in.

“Remember when I said you needed to wait to be ready to put this on your clit?”

Kurt nodded silently, but the movement of his head was feverish: he was trembling against the bed as Jill helped him guide the magic wand to the hood of his clit.

That alone was enough to force his inner muscles to spasm and flutter, but that new freedom pushed his resistance to the wayside, allowing Jill to deflower him with a single, satisfying thrust.

From within, every inch of the impressive toy quivered with the powerful vibrations, and pressed just against the nub of Kurt’s most sensitive area was a rounded tip that allowed those tremors to spread, little by little, until his passage was milking the false member for all that it was worth.

“That’s it…t-that’s the way, Kurt…just let it overtake you…d-do whatever your body tells you to do!”

Jill’s encouragement proved to be far more than enough for Kurt, who arched his hips into the invading toy and rolled his shoulders back against the mattress. His grip was so tight that he feared his might break the toy, but then again, Jill told him to listen to his body, and one thing was clear: he needed to grip that toy with all his might, or he’d be screaming until his voice was hoarse.

He was determined not to cry out like that…but Jill wanted to hear him scream, and as he was quickly discovering, the naughty little doe always got what she wanted.