TransFur: Getting in Shape

You had been somewhat looking into getting into shape for a long time, but never managed to commit to it. The opening of a gym nearby, though, you felt, might give you the boost you needed. It was a Total Fitness facility, so you knew that it was mostly targeted towards furs, but it did accept humans, too, and you didn't mind. Mostly, it meant that it was larger than usual and had a wider diversity of machines to suit a much wider diversity of patrons. And after your first visit, you found, too, that this larger diversity made it harder for you to get self-conscious. The largest furs, especially, were so much beyond anything a human could achieve that it made the idea of comparing yourself to anyone seem almost silly.

Denise was not the largest fur who visited the gym, but she was certainly on the large side. She was a rabbit, with grey fur. She towered over you in height and bulged with muscles quite pleasantly. And you would have to admit, if pressed, that the large breasts she made no effort to hide were quite pleasant, too. You weren't sure how you became friends exactly. It had just been so gradual. You just happened to go to the gym at the same times, so you would notice each other and greet each other. Once the early excitement had worn off, especially, there were often few people when you went, but Denise usually was there.

At first, it had only been greetings and maybe, since you often headed into the changing room together, too, unisex, of course, furs didn't tend to have the same sense of modesty that humans did, she might notice you admiring her impressive physique and give you a flex or two, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction. Greetings turned to exchanging a few words, trading some tips, though mainly from her side, and, eventually, you were making plans to sync up your gym times more fully. You weren't sure what she was getting out of it, but you were certainly enjoying her company. And her advice. Between it and her encouragement, it wasn't long before you started seeing some improvement, especially with the advice she gave about stretching. "It won't do you any good to become a mountain of muscles that can't move," she'd said and you took it to heart. Slowly, gradually, your body was becoming more muscular and more flexible, to the point where you started getting some looks from Denise, though, unfortunately, flexing for her only seemed to leave you feeling flustered, though not in an entirely bad way.

The more you spent time together, the more you seemed to enjoy each other's company. You had similar interests and started to make plans to spend time together outside the gym as well. And the more you did, the more you wanted to do, until you eventually realized that you were spending most of your time together. Not that you minded, far from it, nor would you have minded the idea that you were falling for her, except that you weren't compatible in one major way. It would have been quite hard to miss Denise's cock as you showered together, large as it was, and, while that wouldn't be a dealbreaker for many, it was for you. And you knew that yours would be for her, too. Eventually, it became too much and you admitted how you felt to Denise, saying that you should spend some time apart. Denise, to your surprise, smirked at that. "That's not a problem we can't fix, if you really want to," she said.

You were surprised, of course, that she could or would get rid of her cock for you, but she laughed gently and shook her head. "I didn't mean me," she said and ran a hand over your hard abs, through your shirt, abs you definitely didn't have when you first met. "I've helped you improve so much so far. Will you help me improve you further?" she asked sweetly, temptingly. And you were certainly tempted. Strangely so. You weren't entirely opposed to being a fur, after all, and, while you would have once worried that being a woman might make you weak, it was certainly hard to think that way after spending any amount of time with Denise. After much thought, you realized that the crux of the problem was that you would have to change a lot about yourself, a lot of important things for her and whether she was worth it. Once you realized this, the simple answer was that you couldn't imagine anyone who was worth more.

Denise was ecstatic when you finally agreed to change for her, all the more so when you showed her the form you filled out, giving her the right to choose what you would become. "I'm going to make you perfect," she declared, excitement in her voice, as she led you into the gym's small TransFur clinic. One was part of every Total Fitness gym and, small though it was, it was apparently sufficient for what she had in mind for you. And, so, after a few strange procedures which you didn't quite understand, you quickly found yourself in Denise's apartment, in her bedroom, with her naked in front of you while she waited for you to do the same. Of course, you had been naked next to each other plenty before, in the changing rooms, but this felt different. And maybe a bit exciting. You could tell that Denise felt the same way, as her cock was already starting to get hard as you took off your. Once you were done, she placed a pill into your mouth, the one which would finally trigger your changes. You didn't hesitate to swallow.

A strange thrill ran through you and Denise pulled you into a hug, her powerful arms strapping around you as she pressed your head between her breasts, while her hardening cock rubbed against your belly. From where you were, you couldn't help but breathe in her scent, a mix of sweat and musk which never quite left her. It wasn't good or bad, simply her, or so you had though, but now, it smelled strangely good to you. And it seemed to smell better with each breath. And stronger. Or, rather, you realized that it was your sense of smell which was getting better and better, even as your nose was pushing out and growing bigger, as if to help you breathe in more of that wonderful scent. "Imagine how much stronger it will be after a good gym session," Denise whispered into your ear, which seemed to be higher on your head than you remembered, and you couldn't help but let the images flow into your mind, going to the gym together until you'd both worked up a heavy sweat, then skipping the shower and going home together, so that you could smell her all over, then pressing your snout against her big, sweaty, musky balls and breathing in the stink until your brain melted from desire.

Deep into newfound arousal, without thinking, you let out a snort, which caused Denise to let out a small laugh and you blushed, a pink blush which spread all over your body and stayed there. Effortlessly, Denise picked you and turned you around. Strong as you were now, she was stronger still. Not that you minded. "Such a hot piggie you're turning into," she teased into your larger, pointed ears as she pressed her large breasts into your back and ran her hands with clear delight over your well muscled body and clearly growing breasts. And below, her big cock was rubbing against your smaller one from the front. You already knew that the change would also alter your preferences, but you never realized just how natural it would feel to lust after Denise's big, veiny, musky rabbit cock. It was so much better than yours had ever been, even before it started shrinking. Of course, the rest of your body was changing, too. Your shoulders narrowed, your hips widened and every moan Denise pulled out of you sounded more feminine than the last, but you never lost even one bit of the powerful muscles that you had developed, even as you turned into a pig woman.

Denise continued to caress you and tease you as your cock continued to shrink and shift into your new clit, as your balls pulled tight against you and into you, while your pussy formed, so that, by the time you felt yourself to be complete, you also felt ready for her. She still asked you to be careful as you lifted yourself and guided her cock into your new pussy. And for good reason! She was so big that you had to spread your legs wide to even hope to take her, thankful that Denise had helped you to gain enough flexibility and, maybe, dimly wondering if she had planned for this all along. It hardly mattered, though, as it felt so good to feel yourself be stretched and spread. And it felt better and better as you slowly took her deeper and deeper, while she whispered sweet, encouraging words into your ears, telling you how much she loved you and how grateful she was for what you'd done for her. But while you had sacrificed much to be with her, you already knew that you would never regret it.