Commingling at the Petting Zoo

Story by ArmadilloZero on SoFurry

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The new transfers are integrating well. I might have tried to juggle too many characters in this story. Lots of references to things in previous petting zoo stories. Comment, Rate, or Follow to motivate me to write more stories.


At the petting zoo on the bad side of town, things were being shaken up by the arrival of the nine transferred animals. I say animals, but they were really just humans who were transformed into talking animals for one reason or another.

In the dorms, Popcorn the Binturong wakes up in his dog bed and feels his roommate Dave the Coyote cuddling up to him. Popcorn got along okay with him when they met yesterday. Dave was one of the rare animals at the petting zoo that was actually born an animal, so he was lacking on human social skills like respecting other people's personal space. Popcorn didn't mind being cuddled so he goes along with it for now.

Looking over at Dave's side of the room, he sees a photo of the coyote with his coyote parents. Popcorn tries to get up without disturbing Dave but the coyote yawns and asks, "Did you sleep well roomie?" Popcorn stretches and replies, "Just fine, thanks." Dave smiles in the way he practiced and says, "Good! Every time I get a room mate they get reassigned after a few days for some reason." Popcorn furrows his brow and thinks, 'I probably know why.'

Popcorn pushes out the doggie door of their room and Dave follows close behind. "Want to go get breakfast with me?" asks Dave. Popcorn nods a yes and they head to the cafeteria.

Popcorn looks around the cafeteria and sees Spotty the Leopard and Dash the Cheetah sitting in front of a low table. Popcorn and Dave order breakfast and Popcorn walks over to the table. Spotty sees the Binturong approaching and says, "You must be Popcorn! Myra told me all about you transfers." Dash asks, "He's the one that smells weird?" Dave says, "He smells just like popcorn! It's so cool." Dave and Popcorn sit across from Spotty and Dash. Spotty asks, "You looking to sign up for the extra petting sessions?"

Popcorn brushes his long whiskers with his paw and says, "Maybe. What you got to offer?" Spotty looks at Dave and says, "Some people just want to rent you for a few hours for personal visits. Dave is quite popular at children's birthday parties." Dave nods his head. Spotty continues, "But sometimes people are looking for something a little more taboo."

Mrs Larson carries two bowls across the cafeteria and places them in front of Popcorn and Dave. They thank her and she walks away. Popcorn says "Yeah yeah, I know. How does this work?" Spotty answers, "Just tell me what you are into, and I will send interested people your way for a small percentage." Popcorn smiles and says, "I love gay sex, getting knotted, watersports and BDSM." Dash smiles and says, "You're a kinky one." Popcorn replies, "My pee smells like popcorn. Of course I want to use it." Spotty says, "I can work with that. I know a few canines that come visit the petting zoo every now and then. They don't pay as much as humans do though." Popcorn doesn't really care too much about making money from the sex.

Spotty says, "Alright, I will send them your way. Take the humans to the alley behind the maintenance building. You can take the animals to your dorm room. Nobody cares about two animals fucking." Popcorn eats his breakfast as Spotty explains a few extra details.

In the dorms, Myra the Civet is woken to the sound of Jacob the park attendant using a pooper scooper on Howard and Jerry's litter box. He dumps a clump into the bag and Myra asks, "You don't think it's ridiculous that two grown men use a litter box instead of just walking down the hall to the bathroom?" Jacob looks over his shoulder at Myra and answers, "A cat using a litter box seems pretty normal to me." Myra huffs, "They aren't cats. They just look like them." Jacob shrugs, "I'm Jacob, just let me know if you need anything. Sorry to bother you Myra."

With the litter box clean, Jacob leaves Myra to rest. The dorms are quiet since most of the animals already left to clock in for work. Myra huffs, "Work." She pads out of the doggy door to her room and heads to the locker room.

Myra looks around the locker room at all the collars, safety vests, and harnesses. She sees the attendant named Karen and asks, "Where is a good place to get a latte around here?" Karen says, "There is a coffee shop at the end of the block." Myra sees her collar on a hook and says, "I'm going out for coffee then. Karen buckles the collar around Myra and the Civet pushes a button to open the employee exit.

Myra struts down the sidewalk and sees the coffee shop. She is glad the door is propped open because waiting for someone to let her in places is an annoyance. She walks to the counter and stretches to place her front paws on it. The barista smiles at her and asks, "What can I get for you?" Myra says, "Small Vanilla Iced Latte." The woman is used to the animals from the petting zoo stopping by. She uses a scanner to swipe Myra's microchip for payment and gets to work. Myra sees a low table designed for Non-Feral Animals like her and sits beside it. The barista brings over the drink and asks, "Did you want that with a straw or poured into a bowl." Myra answers, "Straw." The barista inserts the cup into a holder to prevent it from tipping over and pokes a straw into it. She sets it on the table.

Myra enjoys the quiet morning as she sips the drink. A male barista comes out of the back and notices Myra sipping her drink. He comes over and asks, "Are you a Civet?" She replies, "Myra the Civet at your service." The man asks, "You ever try to make Kopi Luwak." Myra squints her eyes at the man. He looks like enough of a hipster coffee snob to be dumb enough to want to drink the infamous Civet poop coffee. She was the larger African Civet, not an Asian Palm Civet. She lies, "Yeah all the time. You interested in me whipping up a batch?" The man is excited, "You really would?" Myra replies, "Sure, just drop off a bag of coffee cherries at the petting zoo where I live and check back in a few days."

The man sits on the floor at the low table with Myra and discusses the details. He makes the arrangement for a bag of the cherries to be delivered to Myra. She smiles as she finishes her drink and returns to the zoo.

At the petting Zoo, Philthy the Polar Bear watches contractors start using a backhoe to dig a hole beside the pond. The workers make a good mess of the park before they stop for lunch. Philthy walks under the caution tape and surveys the hole. Tyler the Tapir walks up beside him and asks, "You expecting them to strike gold?" Philthy says, "It's just my pessimism. I almost expect them to uncover a dark secret like a dead body or something." Tyler asks, "Would it be anyone you know?" Philthy turns to look at Tyler and replies, "Sugar tells me stories about the employees that go missing over the years. Maybe they just got fed up with working here and went off the grid to avoid their contracts." Tyler says, "You thinking they got murdered and someone buried them beside the pond? That's dark."

Tyler presses his head to Philthy's shoulder and asks, "How about we go get some ice cream to brighten your mood?" Philthy smiles and replies, "You always know how to cheer me up." They walk off towards the snack bar together.

Popcorn the Binturong walks around the unofficial reptile section of the petting zoo. He sees a blue Marine Iguana eyeballing him. Popcorn walks up to it and asks, "Excuse me? I'm looking for the snake." The iguana replies, "What you want with Seth?" Popcorn answers, "It's kind of personal. Do you know where Seth is?" The iguana answers, "Yeah, he's over beside that building." The iguana points to beside the gift shop. Popcorn thanks the iguana and heads over to a 20' x 20' section of tall grass beside the gift shop.

There is a sidewalk surrounding the tall grass and it has a sign labeled 'Stalking Grounds'. Popcorn stands up on his hind legs and can't see down into the thick grass. He asks, "Uhh, hello, anyone in there?" A female voice says, "Shut up and get in here." Popcorn is cautious as he pushes between the stalks of grass and walks towards the voice he heard. A few steps in, he is face to face with a female lion.

Popcorn jumps back in reaction and the lioness chuckles. She teases, "You're not very good at this game." Popcorn replies, "I'm more of an indoors type of person." She sniffs the air and says, "I'm Sheree. You must be Popcorn. I heard about you. Did you come to be the prey?" Popcorn answers, "Maybe? I was kind of looking for a snake."

Sheree gives a broad grin showing her fangs and extends a single claw to point between Popcorn's legs. The bearcat looks down between his front legs and is greeted by the sight of a thick snake body sneaking under him. Popcorn doesn't have time to react as the snake quickly coils around him to immobilize his body.

Seth gives light pressure on the squirming bearcat. He rubs his head against the top of Popcorn's and exclaims, "Indoor animal indeed. Why did you come out here to lose the game so easily?" Popcorn stops squirming and answers, "I didn't know we were playing a game." Seth the Anaconda rolls Popcorn onto his back and loops a coil around each leg to make him spread eagle. The excitement of not being in control starts to turn Popcorn on.

Sheree stares at the bearcat's belly and says, "Looks like someone is having fun." Popcorn is slightly embarrassed to be forced to display his budding erection to someone he just met seconds ago. Seth slithers his tongue at Popcorn's ear and Popcorn gives a soft moan. Seth asks, "Now that you found the snake, what did you want?" Popcorn pants, "This! I want to be held down while you two have your way with me."

Standing up in the tall grass, Sheree watches a couple walk past. She licks her chops and crouches back down out of sight. Using her broad lion tongue, Sheree licks Popcorn across his chest. Popcorn's erection strains as he twitches in the snakes grip.

Outside the grass, moans of frustration can be heard as Sheree gives the bearcat a tongue bath. Popcorn is desperate as Sheree ignores his erection to lick his thigh. Seth has to tighten up to hold the squirming bearcat down. Seth watches intently and positions his slit in front of Popcorn's muzzle. Seth orders, "Get to licking." Unsure what he's doing, Popcorn runs his tongue across the slit and pokes at it while Seth hisses in pleasure.

Sheree finally works her way to Popcorn's balls and he stops licking to make embarrassing noises at the sensation. Seth says, "Doesn't sound like he's going to last very long." Sheree gives him a few long licks from his balls to the tip of his penis. With a shudder, Popcorn ejaculates his milky load onto his belly. Seth says, "I give that a 7 out of 10." Sheree sits back with a smile and orders, "You better lick that up before it soaks into your fur." Seth uncoils from around Popcorn's neck and legs to let the bearcat get to work. Sheree feels a tingle in her loins at watching the poor bearcat reach his neck down to lap up his own seed.

Sheree stands up and says, "Now I'm all hot and bothered. I'm going to find someone my size to satisfy me." Seth yells, "Okay! Game's over!" Popcorn looks around in panic as the grass around him starts to russell. Curtis the Skunk and Kyle the Rabbit poke their heads between the blades of long grass to laugh at Popcorn.

Prowling through the Zoo, Sheree sizes up her choices like the lioness she was. She sees Philthy eating ice cream with Tyler. With a smile she thinks, 'Phil is down to fuck anyone who asks, if you don't mind being gossiped about.' She decides that Philthy is way too much trouble for some no strings attached sex. She spots Franklin the Liger sitting in the grass with Bucky the Whitetail Deer and Christmas the Reindeer. Sheree decides that Franklin was always a good backup choice when no one else looked appealing.

Trying to play it cool, Sheree walks beside Franklin and slaps his side with her tail. She raises it in the air to give him a good view of her goods and looks back to ask, "You doing anything right now?" Bucky, Christmas, and Franklin smile as they look directly under Sheree's tail. Bucky quickly says, "I'm free for anything." Sheree replies to him, "It would really turn me on to hold you down, with your neck between my teeth." Bucky recoils at the thought of those large teeth against his neck.

Franklin looks at his friends and says, "I don't think you boys could satisfy her in any way other than a delicious dinner. Don't wait up for me." He stands up to rub against her. Sheree asks, "Let's go to your room? Looking at Christmas's erotic drawings really gets me going." Christmas asks, "I could draw you like one of my french girls?" Sheree shakes her head with a smile and walks off with Franklin.

In Franklin's room, Sheree stares at a pencil drawing of Curtis the Skunk getting sodomized by Zilla the Marine Iguana. Franklin sniffs at her and asks, "You always use me for sex out of the blue. Why do you always seem to be busy when I try to give you a booty call?" Sheree flicks her tail against Franklin's nose and answers, "You know how everyone gossips. I don't want to get a reputation like some of the animals around here." Franklin doesn't understand that Sheree got off on the power dynamic of always being the one initiating sex in their open relationship. Franklin huffs, "You got a reputation of giving blue balls." Sheree says, "I gave you permission to screw my sister when you get urges. You could just reach your neck down and satisfy yourself if you want to complain."

While it's true that Franklin has slept with Sheree's younger sister Tina the Tiger a few times, it just wasn't the same experience. Tina was timid and shy when it came to sex. Sheree was the strong independent woman type that knew what she liked and wasn't afraid to ask for it. Franklin says, "When I was a human, I would have never believed I would find a gal that was okay with me sleeping with her sister." Sheree smiles and says, "Heterosexual big cats are in short supply around here. It would be torture for her if I kept you all for myself. So when you satisfy her, it satisfies me." Franklin takes a little pride and replies, "You're welcome."

Sheree turns back to look at another drawing hung on the wall and orders, "If you want to flap that tongue of yours so much, do it against my asshole." Franklin's erection perks up because of Sheree's dirty talk. He nuzzles his nose against her pussy and gives a big inhale. Sheree knows her pheromones are driving Franklin wild in the primitive part of his liger brain. He climbs on her back and thrusts his hips against her until Sheree raises her tail to grant him access.

Taking advantage of her pheromones is just another game Sheree plays with Franklin. He was putty in her paws and would do anything to get release once he got a dose. Some of the recently transformed animals like Franklin, didn't like to admit they let their animal nature get out of hand sometimes. The sex really hits the spot for Sheree as Franklin reaches the first of several orgasms to come.

Franklin pants and asks, "How many rounds you want to go with me this time?" Sheree looks at a digital clock on the wall and replies, "It depends on how much you keep flapping your jaw instead of flapping those balls against me." Franklin rubs his cock around against Sheree's asshole and says, "Maybe you would like to try something a little different." Sheree hisses and exclaims, "Don't you dare!" Franklin lowers his penis back to her pussy and starts round two.

After a minute, Franklin blasts his second load into Sheree and asks, "You sure you're not gonna get pregnant?" Sheree nods yes because she was prudent enough to get an intrauterine device after Franklin got 'promoted' to a Liger, despite Liger males being sterile.

That evening in the dorms, Howard the Lynx and Jerry the Bobcat look at the bag of coffee cherries sitting on the floor. Myra is chomping down on them and says, "These things are really good for you. Especially if you swallow the seeds. Think of this as a gift for letting me share your room and litter box. You can have as many as you like." Howard isn't one for moderation and starts wolfing down the semi sweet cherries with Jerry. The three eat their fill and go to bed.

The next morning Myra is woken by Jacob cleaning the litter box again. She smiles as she sees him bent over the box scooping out clumps. Myra says, "Good morning Jacob." Jacob focuses on his work and says, "Good morning." Myra walks over to look over the litter box and asks, "You clean the litter box every morning?" Jacob nods and says, "Yep. Everyone is usually gone when I come around to straighten up the rooms. Boss is going to get annoyed if you keep sleeping in and don't put in enough hours at work." Myra huffs, "That slave driver really expects me to put in 50 hour work weeks?"

Jacob furrows his brow and replies, "Your job is to hang around a park and do nothing. You could get that done in four days if you clocked in at opening and clocked out at closing. Myra tries to get back on topic and says, "Well then I'm glad I have you to wake me up." She rubs against the lower leg exposed by his uniform shorts and says, "I need a favor." Jacob pets her back and looks at her. Myra continues, "I have a little side project making some fancy civet shit coffee. I need you to save the turds for some idiot that works at the coffee shop down the street." Jacob asks, "What's in it for me?" Myra grins, "Isn't knowing that you made a hipster drink cat shit coffee payment enough?" Jacob smiles and says, "Fine, I'll save the clumpy turds for you." Myra gives Jacob a lick on the cheek and says, "Thanks sweetie. I'll let him know to talk to you about it."

The construction work on the pond is quickly finished. The animals watch the empty hole as the dam between it and the rest of the pond is broken. A large long hose is connected to a tanker truck in the parking lot and water starts to fill the pond back up. The workers unload a 10 foot wooden arched bridge and begin to install it over the narrow connecting channel.

Alex and Roy assert their dominance by claiming the old half of the pond now belongs exclusively to the reptiles. The sea lion couple Jupiter and Ricardo know not to argue and just plan on using the whole pond when they aren't around. Dante the Beaver and Tiffany the Platypus look at the muddy new pond in disappointment. Tiffany exclaims, "I'll get gross and dirty if I swim in that!" Dante says, "It should clear up in a few days once the flora takes root." Tiffany asks, "Do you ever get urges to build dams like real beavers do?" Dante laughs, "Yeah, but it only lasts for a few minutes. I usually chew out a wooden sculpture to get it out of my system." Tiffany asks, "What do you like making sculptures of?" Dante looks around and says, "You know, animals I see around the park, maybe something abstract." Tiffany asks, "Would you ever make one of me?" Dante looks the Platypus up and down then gets a grin on his face, "Sure!"

Bill the Striped Hyena and Ian the Maned Wolf watch lazily from a distance. Ian says, "I hope Jupiter and Ricardo will be comfortable with that new pond." Bill replies, "Jupiter knew the downsides of moving away from the ocean. She can always go back if she is unhappy." Ian replies, "I don't think Ricardo will ever rehabilitate her. She should just consider getting a second transformation into something else." Bill asks, "What, like a sea otter?" Ian nods, "Yeah."

Barnaby the Dik-Dik walks up and says, "This place is even better than our old Zoo. Did you know they let us drink on the job here?" Bill smiles and asks, "Really? I'm so glad our new boss isn't another one of those religious zealots that are against anything fun. I'm buying."

At the snack bar, Barnaby sips a colorful drink from a long straw. Bill and Ian look at him disapprovingly as they lap at their beers. Barnaby says, "Being a herbivore, I appreciate a fruity cocktail." Bill says, "You are a fruit." Ian giggles as the booze works its way into his system. The trio finish their drinks and wobble down the path to the touching section. Bill explains, "I don't know how I used to do this job sober. I feel so good." Barnaby sees a child and says, "Hey there fellah." The child turns to Barnaby and pets him on the head. Bill pushes Barnaby out of the way and says, "I feel like a belly rub. Do you know how to give belly rubs?" The child nods excitedly and reaches under to scratch Bill excitedly on the chest. Barnaby says, "You have two hands, I want belly rubs too!"

The child laughs and scratches Barnaby with the other hand. Ian sits down beside the watching mother and says, "They are so precious at that age." The mother snaps pictures of her son and asks, "What kind of fox are you?" Ian gets that a lot and doesn't let it bother him. He replies, "I'm a fox on stilts." He waves his long front leg in the air and says, "I got legs for days." The mother smiles and pets Ian on the neck.

In the maintenance building alleyway, Spotty the Leopard watches Ray the Fox during an anything goes petting session. A human holds Ray up to her chest and a hand is feeling up Ray's balls. Ray asks, "Are you almost done?" Spotty says, "Samantha paid for a full ten minutes." The woman says, "Shhh." Ray bares the humiliation of being held in the crook of her arm like a baby. Her eyes roam over his white underbelly as she releases his balls to slide the hand over his sheath and up his belly. She scratches around and asks, "Do you do that thing with your leg like a dog does when you get belly rubs?" Ray replies honestly, "I dunno, I haven't been a fox that long."

Samantha takes that as a challenge and starts rubbing around looking for the right spot. Ray feels a tickle in his toes and starts wagging his foot around. She smiles at her success and moves to pet under his chin. Despite the demeaning circumstances, Ray starts to enjoy the petting. She places her hands under his front legs and holds him up in the air to press her cheek to his soft chest. She listens to Rays heart race and says, "No need to be nervous." Ray replies, "Sorry, I've never done anything like this before."

Setting him on her shoulder, Samantha runs a hand down his back and says, "You are just too adorable!" She reaches her hand under Ray's tail and fondles his fluffy balls again. Spotty says, "That's time. Did you want to purchase an additional 5 minutes?" Samantha sets Ray down on the ground and says, "I want to get to know all the new transfers before I start playing favorites. Who else you got?"

With a devious smile, Spotty answers, "I got that bearcat, a tiny antelope, a sea lion, and I might be able to get the striped hyena for you." Samantha asks, "What about that long legged fox I saw prancing around? I would love to get my hands on him." Spotty shrugs, "It couldn't hurt to ask, but I heard he wasn't into the anything goes petting."

The trio exit the alley and Rays eyes go wide at the $10 tip Samantha punches into the tipping kiosk. Ray smiles and thinks, 'easiest $10 ever!' Conversely, Spotty thinks, 'What a sucker. If he wasn't so eager, I could have got him twice as much out of her.' Ray heads to the snackbar to eat food he didn't have to beg a child for a bite of.

Spotty and Samantha see Ian the Maned Wolf lazing in the grass with Barnaby the Dik-Dik and Bill the Striped Hyena. Spotty's sensitive nose can smell the beer as he approaches. Spotty knows Ian will be much more open to this sort of thing if he had a few drinks and asks, "Ian buddy, how would you like to make a quick $10?" Ian has trouble getting his eyes to focus on Spotty as he replies, "Do I know you?" Spotty smoothly answers, "Not yet. My friend wants to get to know you a little bit better. Let's go somewhere a little quieter?"

Ian sees the middle aged woman through beer goggles and smiles back at her. He stands up and wobbles down the path with her. Bill says to Barnaby, "You think we should have stopped him?" Barnaby shakes his head and says, "He'll be alright. $10 is just for touching only."

In the alley Spotty explains, "Sam here, wants to practice giving massages. So just stand still." Samantha covers Ian in compliments as she runs her hands through the thick fur on his back. He closes his eyes and imagines the woman was his ex-girlfriend giving him a massage. Ian's self esteem is through the roof and would let her do anything to him at this point. After a few minutes, he doesn't mind when she runs her hand lower through his tail and raises it to get a better view of his goods. Spotty watches in fascination at the drunken Maned Wolf getting molested.

Samantha gently holds his good sized balls and says, "You must wash and shampoo your fur constantly to get it so soft." Ian gets a goofy grin and replies, "I take baths way more often than I used to." Samantha runs a hand over his sheath and replies, "It really shows." Ian's tip sticks out and Samantha eyes it with a smile. She runs a finger along it and Spotty clears his throat. She looks up at Spotty and the Leopard states, "That costs extra." Samantha ignores the budding erection and runs her hand down Ian's long legs. She squeezes his thighs and Ian says, "Oh yeah, that's my weak spot. Keep going right there."

Squeezing the muscles on each leg alternatingly, Samantha watches Ian pant in pleasure. His hips buck slightly as his erection starts to bob through the air. Spotty says, "Times up!" Ian looks at Spotty and pleads, "I'll pay you to keep going." Spotty rolls his eyes and says, "You're the one selling your body not her." Ian is pent up and asks, "Please?" Spotty answers, "Fine. I'm taking your cut." Spotty nods to Samantha and let's her have a freebie with Ian.

Samantha pensively wraps her hand around the red cock and Ian starts a few slow thrusts as he warms up. Ian is in a world of drunken pleasure as his thrusts slide through her hand. Samantha looks at Spotty in surprise as Ian starts thrusting with wild abandon. Spotty shrugs and waves a paw to keep going. It doesn't take much more for Ian to grunt in climax. Samantha releases the cock as Ian shoots several jets of jizz against the ground. Ian is out of breath as he lays down on his side. Ian pants, "Thanks babe, I really needed that." Samantha and Spotty walk off to leave Ian to rest.

Bill and Barnaby watch the leopard and woman exit the alley. Bill asks, "What's he still doing in there?" Barnaby says, "Let's go check it out." They enter the alleyway and peek around the corner. Barnaby chuckles as he sees Ian laying on his side snoring. Bill walks up and assesses the situation. He sees the puddle of jizz beside Ian and exclaims, "I thought he didn't do that sort of thing?" Barnaby replies, "He probably wouldn't if we were sober."

The next few days pass uneventfully for Myra as she collects money from the coffee hipster for the coffee bean turds. He washes the beans and follows all the instructions he read about online. Myra is surprised when he exclaims how smooth the coffee is and a bunch of other buzzwords while she gets her morning iced latte. She laughs to herself that what started as a prank on a coffee hipster actually turned out a decent product.

In the limited touching section of the petting zoo, Dante the Beaver sits on a tarp with Tiffany the Platypus and chews at a block of wood. Dante explains, "My ex-wife used to hate the mess I made in the backyard when I did my carvings. It just seemed like everything I did annoyed her." Tiffany replies, "Some people just don't appreciate talent." Dante scrapes his teeth along the wood for a few minutes roughing out the shape of Tiffany.

A child comes up to the dividing fence and says, "That's so neat!" Dante says, "Thank you." She sticks her small arm through the fence towards Dante and he walks a few feet over to let her stroke his back. Tiffany steps over the wood shavings and looks at the life size sculpture of her. It was really starting to come along. She wonders how he can stand the taste of wood chips in his mouth all day though.

Dante goes back to the sculpture as Tiffany takes a turn getting petted. The girl stands up and continues down the path to say hello to a cheetah. Tiffany says, "I really like you." Dante looks at her curiously as she stands up to hug him. Dante hugs her back and replies, "We worked together for a long time. Why have we never spent any time together before?" Tiffany answers, "I don't know, but getting transferred together was the best thing to happen to us." Dante says, "I like you too." Tiffany says, "I always thought you had something with Mary the Otter."

They release the hug and Dante thinks about it for a second and replies, "Mary was great, but she wanted to just be friends." Tiffany asks shyly, "You want us to be more than just friends?" Dante brushes the wood chips out of his chest and nervously answers, "Maybe? I don't know how it would even work between us. I'm twice your age and your body is just so..." Dante fumbles for the right words. Tiffany knows she was an amalgamation of an otter, beaver, and duck. She replies, "Hey, let's not worry about that. We'll take it slow and get to really know each other before we try anything fancy." Dante is relieved and says, "I'd like that."

Bill the Striped Hyena and Barnaby the Dik-Dik walk with Ian the Maned Wolf down the path. Bill asks, "Want to go for a drink?" Ian quickly says, "No!" Barnaby comforts Ian, "It's all right. You're not a sexual deviant for having a little slip of judgement while tipsy. If anything she took advantage of you." Ian is ashamed of himself and still doesn't want to acknowledge what he did in the alleyway the other day.

Much to Ian's relief, a giant military cargo plane loudly flies over the Zoo and distracts their attention away from him. Everyone in the Zoo is looking up at it as something falls out. It tumbles through the air until it spreads it's wings to glide down. Frank the Camel yells, "Clear a landing zone! It's coming in hot." Animals and guests run to clear the large field of the touching section of the petting zoo. Everyone eyes the extremely large bird. It's brown and white feathers contrast with the golden fur of the back half of it's body.

Somebody can be heard asking, "Is that a griffin?" Cameras start to click as it gets closer to the ground. The extremely large bird creature makes a less than graceful landing, dragging it's lion ass along the ground for several feet. It looks around as animals and people start to crowd around it. Ian exclaims, "What the heck? That thing looks a lot like Flappy the Harpy Eagle." Barnaby asks, "You think that he disappeared for a week to get a lion sewed to his ass?"

The griffin exclaims, "Guys! How you been?" Bill recognizes the voice and replies, "What the hell Flappy? How did you become a griffin?" Flappy turns sideways and stretches his lion legs, "This old thing? Let's just say, I went on an adventure to find myself and actually did."

With confidence, Flappy walks toward the edge of the crowd circling him. It parts to let him pass. Flappy asks, "Where's the main office around here? I got a contract to renegotiate." A few animals point to a building and Flappy heads that way, ignoring the people trying to touch him and take pictures. Sheree the Lion sees the lion's large balls swinging on the Griffin's body and feels a tingle in her loins. She turns to her sister Tina and says, "I call dibs on him." Tina says, "You don't even know if he is single." Spotty the leopard hears the girls and says, "I hope he swings both ways."

In the office lobby, Flappy glibly lays on the oriental rug. His new boss almost shit himself when Flappy showed up and demanded he call Mr Hamilton. He enjoys the feeling of his new body as the Secretary whispers frantically into a phone. A few animals sit outside the glass door watching and speculating about Flappy. Blade the Raven sits on Scotty the Raptor's back and asks, "Is he part of the bird team or the mammal team?" Scotty replies, "I'm in between Reptile and Bird, so obviously he also gets special dual memberships just like I do." Blade complains, "You're not into singing in the bird choir and can't join us on flights. You might as well be an ostrich."

Sugar the Wolf says, "Hey Scotty, you jealous of the new star attraction of the Zoo?" Scotty quickly replies, "No!" Sugar says, "I bet Swanson is going to offer him a huge bonus to work here." Dave the Coyote says, "He doesn't smell right. He has two different scents." Scotty replies, "Yeah, because he is two different animals." Blade says, "Look closely where the two parts merge together." They see hints of a scar covered by feathers where his body turns into fur.

Sugar asks, "So he's a Frankenstein's monster of stitched together parts?" Scotty says, "His front legs are too differently shaped from a regular bird's legs. There has to be more to it than that. I worked with the NFA program for weeks before I became a dinosaur and something like this isn't possible." Blade says, "I heard the transfers talking about how his front half looks exactly the same as before he became a griffin. Maybe I could get a pair of cat legs too." Sugar laughs, "You'd make an adorable pint sized griffin."

Park Director Swanson opens the door to his office in a panic and says, "I just got off the phone with Mr Hamilton. He's willing to quadruple your salary." Flappy thinks for a second and replies, "I also want a bigger cut of my merchandise sales. I know you're gonna be putting my picture on T-shirts, mugs, and other junk." Swanson quickly says, "Done." Flappy wasn't expecting this to be so easy and tries to think of other things to demand.

Swanson is sweating as he renegotiates Flappy's contract. Mr Hamilton told him to give in to any reasonable demand the griffin had. It didn't matter as long as Swanson got the griffin to sign the contract. Flappy is happy with the extra amenities in his room and the more exotic items added to the cafeteria menu. Flappy holds a pen in his beak and makes a slash to sign his name. Swanson has regrets as he looks over the paper with several items written in.

Outside the office, Flappy greets his new co-workers. Blade asks, "How did you become a Griffin?" All the gathered animals lean in to hear the response. Flappy gives the answer he was told to tell people, "I signed up as an alpha tester. It's all very top secret." Scotty says, "I am a beta tester for the dinosaur program and I never heard anything about griffins." Flappy avoids the question, "That's how top secret it is. I really shouldn't talk about it." Blade asks, "Maybe you could put in a good word for me?" Flappy nods and lies, "Sure."

The animals don't have more time for questions as guests see Flappy and swarm him. They poke at his body rudely and Flappy unfolds his large wings to push them away. He walks to the limited touching section and hops over the fence with a flap of his wings. The guests reach for him as he sits just out of reach. He shakes their hands with his oversized bird front leg.

The camera flashes start to hurt Flappy's eyes after a few minutes. He takes a few steps back from the fence and sees a lioness eyeing him. Her tail flicks wildly behind her. Flappy says, "Hello there. I'm Flappy." The lioness introduces herself, "I'm Sheree. I really like your lion body. Have you had a chance to test it out to make sure everything works?" She eyes his sheath hungrily. Flappy would be smiling ear to ear if he didn't have a beak. Sheree tries to seal the deal and says, "Meet me in my room after work and we can get to know each other." Flappy nods his head and says, "I'd like that."

Tina the Tiger watches as her sister propositions the Griffin. Tina wishes she had the confidence to pick up men like that. She sees Franklin the Liger and walks over to him. Franklin asks, "What's up pussycat?" Tina points a paw to Sheree chatting with the Griffin. Franklin says, "I don't blame her for making a move right away." Tina asks, "How can she pretend she's not a huge tramp?" Franklin replies, "Those are pretty harsh words."

Sheree places a paw on Flappy's front leg as she talks to him. Tina scowls, "I want you to screw him first." Franklin is shocked, "What? No! I'm not gay." Tina says, "You're always asking to put it in my butt. How would it be any different?" Franklin frowns, "It's a lot different." Tina replies, "Then why do you have all those gay drawings of Curtis in your room?" Franklin says, "That's about power not sex."

Tina shrugs, "You're one of the most powerful predators on the planet. What could you possibly get out of owning pictures of a pathetic skunk like Curtis?" Franklin replies, "I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone what he did to involuntaraly become a permanent resident of the zoo. In exchange, he does embarrassing things for my entertainment." Tina says, "Must have been something pretty terrible." Franklin sighs, "It was. He's kept up his end of the bargain. So I will have to keep up mine. Maybe I'll get to tell you someday. So let's just leave it at that for now." Tina nods understandingly.

Thinking for a moment, Tina asks, "Wait a minute, is that why he offered to lick my paws the other day?" Franklin giggles, "He would have done anything you asked him to, if you said yes." Tina frowns and asks, "So you're the reason he acts so disgusting?" Franklin smirks.

Curtis the Skunk and Blade the Raven play around in front of Flappy. Blade straddles Curtis's back and Curtis tucks his head down. Blade holds his wings out and says, "Hey look we can be a griffin too!" Flappy looks sadly at the two animals as he remembers the horror of what he went through to become a griffin. The guests laugh and take pictures of the two playing around at the real griffin's feet. Flappy forces a polite laugh.

Next to the new pond, Popcorn sits on a branch in the tree. He squints at the griffin in the distance drawing all the attention. Virginia the Snowy Owl sits on a branch above him and watches intently with her large eyes. Popcorn asks, "Would you ever want to be a griffin?" Virginia replies, "No way, it looks like it would be a pain in the butt to have to worry about fur and feathers." Popcorn looks up at her and asks, "What do you mean?"

Holding her wing out, Virginia says, "You can't just rub shampoo into feathers like with fur. The way I see it, that griffin will be a nightmare at bathtime." Popcorn says, "But what about having four legs? That has to be a great trade off?" Virginia raises a leg up to scratch at her beak and says, "We get by with just two." Virginia walks to the end of the branch and says, "Climbing is for suckers when you can fly." She hops out of the tree and glides away." With a grumble, Popcorn uses his tail to steady himself as he carefully climbs back down the tree.

That evening in the locker room, Flappy is nervous about his paramour. 'Is that the right word?' he thinks. He sees a free attendant and walks over. He knows the attendants have seen it all, but when he was a bird, his genitals were a lot less exposed. Flappy really wishes he didn't have to ask a female to freshen him up. The attendant says, "Hello Flappy! What can I do for you today?" Flappy nervously reads her name tag and says, "Hi Linda, I have a date tonight and I need to make sure everything down there is clean."

Bending down, Linda inspects his genitals and says, "Most cats lick themselves clean but I guess that beak doesn't lend itself to that, does it?" Linda grabs a wash cloth and runs it under some warm water. She notices Flappy's embarrassment and says, "I do this all the time for Franklin the Liger. I think he asks me to do it because he just enjoys the attention. Just relax and I'll get you taken care of." Flappy enjoys the warm towel pressed against his sheath as Linda stimulates it with a massage.

Lifting the towel off, Linda is disappointed with the pretty standard looking lion cock. She was expecting something a little more exotic. She pulls the sheath back from the budding erection and gently cleans Flappy's penis. Flappy tries to tell himself that this is just the standard process to clean a sheath. She folds the wash cloth and massages his balls. Linda pulls his tail up and finishes with a vigorous scrub of his anus. Flappy yelps, "Hey!" Linda laughs as Flappy pulls his tail away. Linda says, "No one wants to see a dirty butthole."

Flappy feels the tingle of the cool air on his wet genitals as he heads towards the dorms. He looks at the door slates and finds the one marked Sheree and Tina. He taps his talons against it in the semblance of a knock. He hears Sheree's voice say "Come in." He pushes the door open and sees the lioness laying on a mattress. He looks around the room at the photos on the wall with girlie picture frames.

With a few sniffs, Flappy asks, "Why does it smell like bacon in here?" Sheree says, "My sister likes to eat it while she watches TV. She is kind of a slob but she's family." Flappy sees a greasy empty plastic bag sitting on a nightstand beside the other bed. Sheree pats a paw on her bed and says, "Be careful with those talons." Not wanting to risk ruining the moment, Flappy places his front legs on the floor in front of the mattress and awkwardly rotates the back half of his body to lay on the bed. He is glad the claws on his lion half can retract.

Flappy is excited that he was going to have sex. He never had the chance to do it when he was just an eagle. Sheree asks, "Flappy is such a childish stage name. May I just call you by your real name?" Flappy replies, "Dallas." Sheree tastes the name on her tongue and says, "Dallas, Dallas, Dallas. I don't much care for that one either. What's your story Flappy?" He tells her about how he was about to die from his injuries in a car crash and was dumb enough to have signed a contract several years earlier to work at the petting zoo in the event his life could be saved by transforming him.

Sheree watches intently as Flappy tells his story to her. She asks, "Okay, so how did you go from a Harpy Eagle to a Griffin?" Flappy was told he should keep it a secret but feels he can trust Sheree. Flappy explains, "When my former petting zoo closed down, I wanted to get as far away as possible. So I landed on a moving train. I eventually stumbled onto clues that maybe griffins were real." Flappy is suddenly unsure how much he should tell Sheree. He watches Sheree's body language. She seemed relaxed enough listening to the story.

The lioness asks, "What kind of clues?" Flappy answers, "Graffiti of a Griffin on a boxcar with the words, 'they are real' signed in red with a single initial." Sheree laughs, "That's not a very subtle clue." Flappy continues, "I made a few friends along the way and managed to find..." Flappy stumbles on his words. Sheree can tell Flappy was uncomfortable trying to explain how he became a griffin. Sheree finishes, "You found what you were looking for." Thankful that Sheree would leave it at that, Flappy nods and quietly says, "Yeah."

Sheree looks over his body and says, "I can live with the bird part but it's the lion half that I want a piece of." Flappy waves his tail happily towards Sheree and she reaches over to catch it in her mouth. Sheree spits it out and says, "Careful with that thing."

Wanting to know the lioness better, Flappy asks, "What is your story?" Sheree glances at a picture of her human self with her human sister on the wall and answers, "My younger sister, Tina, developed an extreme case of Bipolar Disorder as a teenager. She kept going off her meds and insisting she was fine. Tina did some pretty shortsighted things and burned a lot of bridges. Getting transformed was the only true cure available. Of course, she initially refused to become an animal. So I took her down to the transformation clinic when she was in one of her manic phases and convinced her that being a Tigress would be lots of fun if I was her Lioness sister. We both got transformed on the same day."

Flappy is stunned by Sheree's sacrifice for her sister. He asks, "What about your old life?" Sheree says, "It was worth giving up what little I had going for me to save my sister before she killed herself or someone else." With a laugh Sheree says, "Our brother sure didn't like having his sisters suddenly be large enough to take him down a peg." Flappy laughs.

With her paw, Sheree presses gently on the large wing folded on Flappy's back. She asks, "What's it like having wings?" Flappy knew the answer to this question very well from his time as an eagle, "It's freeing to just feel the wind on your feathers and look down on everything. It can make the little things in life feel insignificant." Sheree runs her paw lower and brushes the fur on Flappy's side. She asks, "Can you even lay on your back with those wings?" Flappy looks at them and says, "I suppose I could. They tuck in pretty well to my body."

Sheree looks at Flappy expectantly and his birdbrain finally gets her hint. He rolls on his back on the mattress and Sheree hungrily looks over his exposed belly. Flappy looks up at her sheepishly as she eyes him. Sheree climbs to straddle Flappy and looks him in the eyes. She asks, "That beak doesn't leave much for first base?" She leans down to rub her nose against it and says, "Eskimo kisses will have to do." Flappy's heart races at the foreplay. He reaches his front talons towards her chest and asks, "What about second base?"

Sheree giggles as Flappy moves his talons across the flat area between her front legs. With a smile she says, "My breasts are a lot further down." Flappy looks down between their bodies and presses his back lion paw to the row of nipples on her belly. Sheree moans quietly as Flappy moves his foot around. Sheree backs up and says, "Two can play at this game."

Running her tongue along Flappy's row of nipples, he wiggles in laughter more than pleasure. Flappy's erection is bobbing as Sheree starts licking further down towards it. Running her rough tongue along the length causes Flappy to gasp. He was extra glad he stopped by the locker room to get cleaned up. Sheree pulls off the now saliva covered cock and asks, "You ready to hit that homerun, slugger?" Flappy rolls off his back and steps on the floor with Sheree.

Sheree lays halfway on the bed as Flappy looks at what he has to work with. She raises her tail out of the way and Flappy places a talon on either side of her on the mattress. Flappy isn't too sure how lion sex works so he presses his cock towards her pussy gently. Sheree guides him, "A little lower." Flappy bends his knees and tries again. He feels her warm sex slowly slide around him as he hits the mark. He gives a few pumps before the feelings become too much for him. With a grunt his seed explodes out his cock prematurely.

Sheree just smiles at Flappy as the embarrassed Griffin says, "I'm so sorry. I've never had sex in this body before." Sheree waves a paw and says, "The first time is always super intense." Flappy asks timidly, "Do you want me to just leave?" Sheree asks, "Why would I want you to leave after the opening pitch? I'm expecting you to rack up a lot of points before we reach the 9th inning." Flappy asks, "9th inning? I'm lost. Are we still doing the baseball metaphor?" Sheree says, "You're in the mindset of sex between humans. Lions do it dozens of times in a row. I'll give you a few minutes to rest. Then I expect several repeat performances." Flappy is unsure what he got himself into. His erection quickly returns as his body tells him he's not anywhere close to done tonight.

Around the 8th climax, Tina and Franklin walk into the room. Sheree looks at her sister in annoyance and says, "I told you not to disturb us." Tina looks at her sister's swollen vagina and says, "You've been in here having sex for an hour. Can't you just be done already? Franklin and I want to watch netflix." Tina uses the large buttoned remote to turn on the large flat screen TV in the room.

Flappy is kind of embarrassed by the amount of sloppy sex he just had and looks down at his matted crotch. Sheree starts licking herself clean and Flappy is unsure how to excuse himself. Franklin lays on Tina's bed spooning her to his chest as he glares at Flappy. Tina finally settles on a program and presses against Franklin to watch. Flappy sits on the bed awkwardly and watches the TV as Sheree finishes bathing herself. Sheree notices Flappy and says, "Lay down and I'll get you cleaned up." Flappy isn't too sure about a cat bath as he lets Sheree lick him everywhere. He enjoys the feeling as Sheree tends to him one lick at a time.

Looking across the room, Franklin waves his tongue at Flappy as they make eye contact. Flappy listens to the TV and drifts off to sleep from exhaustion.