"Animal Mirror, Part Three" - Lion TF & TG Story (Patreon)

Man into Female African Lion Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Greg threw the mysterious object onto his pick-up. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d possibly find something valuable wrapped in a plastic bag. “One man’s trash is another man’s chance, or something like that.” – Greg muttered to himself as he drove away from the abandoned building.

Whatever was in the bag appeared to be thin. Greg expected it to be some ornate door or something similar. Whether it was actually door or something more extraordinary Greg knew that he had to drive carefully.

It was slowly getting dark and Greg was driving through the woods, after which he’d quickly reach his destination and finally be able to rest. All of the sudden a huge animal ran out of the woods and almost hit the car’s bonnet if not for Greg’s rapid reaction. “Fuuuuck-ah…!” – The man cursed as his car aggressively stopped in place. Greg looked in front of his car and his eyes went wide at the sight – The animal wasn’t a deer or even a moose. Instead it was a huge mare.

It seemed strangely conscious for a simple animal it certainly was. It lowered its head either in appreciation or sorrow and then broke into a run to enter the woods again. Greg exhaled and tried to calm down after the strange event. He decided to check on his cargo to make sure that whatever was in the thick wrapping of plastic bags was safe. Mark got out of his car and went right to unwrapping the object, also out of curiosity.

Greg had a lot of guesses, but he never thought that the object he took with him was a mirror. Still, it looked old and valuable with its subtle edge carvings and all. Greg stared at the mirror for a moment, his reflection wasn’t clear because of the fogged-up glass. Greg used his sleeve to remove the fog and see his own reflection.

Instead of his face staring back at him however the man noticed a concerning sight. Bright, amber and feral eyes were staring back at him. The man yelped in fright and to his shock he heard a silent growl that sounded rather feline. “Uh- H-Hello?! Is anybody there?” – The man looked around, while looking at the dark woods all around him. Before he even managed to finish that sentence however he heard more strange growls, which sounded almost like a lion he saw in the zoo a few years ago.

Greg gulped and glanced back at the mirror, only to see a lioness staring back at him. “Oh shit! W-What’s going on?!” – He exclaimed and stumbled back in fear at how realistic the animal appeared. The animal in the mirror naturally mirrored Greg’s movement. “No way. It’s mimicking my movement!” – Greg exclaimed and besides his own words, he heard more growls of a lioness coming from the mirror.

Greg pulled himself together and approached the mirror. Then after a second of hesitation he touched its surface. A jolt of heated pain forced his limbs to bend and make him fall over. “Ga-ah!” – He whimpered in pain as he landed on his rear. As if seeing the strange scenes mere minutes wasn’t enough, now the man contemplated his sanity as the mirror electrocuted him.

The heat wasn’t ceasing despite Greg not touching the surface of the mirror anymore. The man felt goosebumps rise all over his skin, followed by the intensifying heat which forced him to start undressing. Greg wasn’t able to bear the heat and itchiness, he suddenly felt as if he caught a fever. He threw his jacket off and hesitated for a moment, before taking off his shirt as well.

The sight he saw was the least thing he expected. His nipples were throbbing and turning into feline teats, then starting to migrate lower where a pair of new ones formed. “Oh my God, a-are those…?!” – Greg exclaimed with a hint of lust in his voice as the changes continued to stimulate something located slightly lower. In the meantime Greg’s skin started growing tawny, short fur.

The tickling of the fur, which gradually covered more of his body was starting to become unbearable. Besides the heat centred on only one region of Greg’s body at the moment. Greg closed his eyes as he felt his shaft start stiffening and tenting his jeans slightly. The man wanted to unzip his trousers, but he didn’t want the pleasure to end either.

Suddenly and unexpectedly Greg felt his balls clench almost painfully and without a warning a wet stain appeared on his jeans. Greg’s face flushed red and the man started clumsily rubbing his crotch in an attempt to unzip his jeans, while being invaded by more changes.

His facial features started distorting. Unbeknown to him as the colours faded from his vision, his eyes gradually became amber colour like those of a lioness in the mirror earlier. Greg’s lips started blackening and thinning, the area around his eyes darkened to black as well. His cheeks got pierced by sharp and long whiskers. His ears throbbed a bit as they grew flatter and rounder.

Greg looked into the mirror with a lustful and shameful expression, only to see a mix of his own face and the visage of a lioness staring back at him. The sight was off-putting, especially as the lioness’ features continued to become more human, while his own became increasingly feline. Greg looked down at his crotch, only to see his proud manhood diminish underneath his clothes.

“W-Wait what? N-No, not my cock!” – He protested in dread and fought himself not to moan again as his cock continued to spurt the remnants of his masculinity. With newfound determination the changing man rapidly tore apart the zipper of his jeans, then pulled them lower. He lowered his underwear only to see what became of his genitalia. His cock was wet in jizz and nothing more than a sensitive clit-shaped nub that continued to sink into the forming vaginal folds.

Greg kicked his legs from the sensations radiating from his crotch. Within seconds his shoes and socks flew off his feet and revealed how much they changed. His toes were becoming curved digits of a feline hind paw. The toenails were slowly pushing out into curved claws. Underneath the tiptoes the flesh practically sizzled as it puffed out into many paw pads.

Greg didn’t register those changes as all he was able to focus on was his disappearing manhood. The slit was swallowing the remnants of his cock in a worryingly quick pace. The needy slit stretched slightly and Greg felt a tug on his testicles as they started sinking deeper into him. Greg tried to grab them between both hands, but to his horror his hands were gradually turning into paws as well, besides the sensitivity of his scrotum disallowed him to touch it.

The lioness in the making rolled over onto his side and pawed at the air as his testicles slowly morphed into feline ovaries inside of him. Greg panted hard and his heart was beating fast. Whatever clothing that held his legs together was utterly wet with need at this point. Greg realised that he wasn’t even a he anymore, yet he refused to deny that his gender actually changed.

His pussy and the entire sensitive mound of feminity slowly started moving back as Greg’s buttocks began thinning down and shamefully exposing his butthole. His cunt stopped relocating as it slid into a more feral position. Greg stuck out his tongue and moaned subtly as he felt his pussy tighten and become less human and more feline.

Greg dizzily rolled over onto all fours, then looked down at his hands which as expected were starting to become his fore paws. His fingernails were darkening slightly and elongating into curved claws, which worked well with his popping digits. Greg flexed his right paw and realised that indeed his claws were retractable. Underneath his paws several numb spots appeared, where flesh bloated out into paw pads.

“Ghr- Shroomhrodghryyy rhheeelphr mhreeewhr…!” – Greg pleaded loudly as his spine started popping and becoming more apparent on his back. The vertebrae were shifting and locking him permanently on all fours and there was nothing he could do to stop the process it seemed.

A painful tugging above Greg’s feralised butthole meant the inevitable growth of his ropey tail. The appendage grew necessary muscles and started swinging sideways madly, reflecting Greg’s negative mental state. His feline tail finished its growth and tawny fur started covering it. A black brush of longer hair formed at its end.

Greg looked back at the mirror, as expected – The form in the reflection was now almost entirely his. The man had no doubt that the mirror was cursed and currently successfully tortured him. Greg started backing away from the mirror. With each shaky step his legs became gradually more digitigrade, while his arms lost all human flexibility.

It was painful to walk while his shoulder blades readjusted in their sockets. A loud snap signalled that Greg’s pelvis permanently tilted forwards making the man unable to straighten up. Greg’s neck was cracking and becoming slightly more flexible and certainly more muscular. Inside it his throat shifted and his vocal chords distorted. The man knew that he was disallowed to speak from now on. He was only capable of sounding like a lioness that he was becoming.

The last set of changes inevitably came. The man shut his eyes hard as his head began to hurt intensively. His forehead started to slope down, while his upper head flattened. His very own mind hurt as his brain was forced to shrink. The former man growled in terror as his jaws started to surge outwards. His face was becoming more visible in his field of view.

His nose was getting flattened on his forming muzzle and becoming triangular-shaped and wet. Greg’s teeth ached in his gums as they slowly changed into carnivorous dentition fit for a predator that he unwillingly became. The transformation ended just as abruptly as it started.

Greg shook his body and meowled in an attempt to form words. There was barely anything that connected him to the human world at this point – He became nothing more than a lioness. Greg even pondered whether he shouldn’t start referring to himself as she. The lioness sighed and looked back at the mirror which did this to her. Greg had an urge to shatter the mirror, but something forbid her from doing that, an invisible arm held her neck scruff and forced her to look into the dark forest – Her new home.