Cheeleaders otters TF

Ellen smiled as she saw Sharon and Suzan slipping into the school gymnasium.  It was after dark, lights out, the school was effectively empty.  She wasn't sure what was going on but she needed to find out what the cheerleaders were up to.  Ellen and her friend Amy had always been fairly dismissive of the cheerleaders group, so Ellen knew something was up when her friend suddenly started hanging out with the vapid shallow clique.  Amy had even made comments about joining the cheerleading squad.

She wasn't ready to start accusing anyone of outright brainwashing, but it was weird.  And other weird things had been happening around the school.  Students and teachers disappearing, while new students were showing up.  And all the while the principal was reassuring everyone there was nothing to worry about.

Ellen gathered up her courage and followed after the two.  Slipping into the gym by the same open doorway they had used.  They'd tapped the door's lock so that it wouldn't snap shut when the janitors left for the night.   Almost all of the lights were out, but in the center of the large room one had been turned on.  The sight on the open floor confused the young girl greatly.  Kneeling there was her friend Amy, and a couple of figures that looked like... kids in costumes?  As she inched her way closer she realized though that the way they moved, the way the tails swayed and the ears twitched, these couldn't be costumes.

“Almost there Amy, just a few more doses should do it.” one of the little furry things said.  Ellen stifled a gasp as she realized the thing's voice sounded almost exactly like Sharon, the squad leader.  But, Ellen had just seen her enter the building not 10 minutes ago.  How had she changed into this... thing?

“Can't I just... touch it?  Please?” Amy gasped, and Ellen could see she was gripping the sides of her skirt so hard her knuckles were white.

Still inching closer, Ellen got a better look at the two transformed cheerleaders, because that's clearly what they were now.  She saw the second one had Monica's iconic blue bracelet, but otherwise the two were completely naked, aside for their brown sleek fur.  They looked kind of like... otters, standing on their hind legs.

“Nuh uh.  No touching.” Sharon said with a sneaky grin on her muzzle.  “If you do I won't give you that precious last dose.  I want to see how far the change can go if the subject doesn't jack off.”

Ellen was feeling a sense of panic rise inside her.  This was worse than brainwashing, the cheerleaders had been infected with some kind of... wereotter-ness.  And they were changing Amy!

Suddenly Amy cried out, it sounded undeniably orgasmic.  Ellen heard Monica say “Tail's come in!”  She looked back to her friend and saw a long brown tail sticking out from behind her skirt, swaying and thumping gently on the gym's floor.  Amy was panting now, looking pleadingly at Sharon for release.  She grunted and suddenly all eyes were on the front of her skirt, where a small but undeniable tent was forming in the fabric.

It was at this moment that Ellen realized, there were other otters observing from the darkness.  And as she looked at them closely, some of them had their paws in their laps, moving in rythmic, up and down motions.  She looked back at Sharon and saw her poking at a slick red shaft rising up from between her curvy, furred thighs.  All of them were male, they'd become male otters.

In a daze she was stepping forward, closer and closer to the circle of ligth in which the impossible scene was unfolding.  Suddenly one of the otter femboys let out a little yelp of surprise upon seeing her. “Oh, hey Ellen.  Were you... invited?”

Amy's eyes snapped open, and she thrust her hips as she heard the name of her friend.  The feel of the soft fabric rubbing against her growing erection was enough to set her off and she came, hard.  The otter cock was still covered by her skirt, but the seed still dribbled and pushed it's way through.  With another jerk of her hips, a splash of cum shot with such force it pushed through the fabric and struck the gym floor a good two feet in front of her.  All the while, her clenched hands (now looking more and more like paws) stayed by her sides.  Her loyalty to the squad leader remained absolute.



Ellen flies off the handle and starts accusing all of them of evil deeds.  Sharon calmly tells her she can leave if she wants, but no one will believe her.  Or the ones that do will shortly be transformed anyway, so it doesn't matter.  Ellen moves to strike the lead otter and Sharon quickly fights back.  She ends up lying on top of Ellen and moves until she's rubbing her soft-furred taint all over Ellen's face.  Ellen gets a face full of potent otter musk and is soon lost in the sensation.  When Sharon finally pulls off her, the other otter girls are pleased to see Ellen's lips are turning black and her nose looks a bit wet.  Sharon tells her again that she can go, and that she should come back tomorrow for more fun.