~ Anthro ~
Created by Dark Phoenix
Edited by Michael-Leonard
Feedback appreciated: thedarkphoenix2008@yahoo.com
Zephram discovers his inner beast as well as his outer one

~ WARNING ~
This story is geared towards adults. If you are not into female muscle growth, muscular anthropomorphic animals, superhuman strength, intense sexual themes, and violence, then this story is not for you. Otherwise, enjoy the story!

~ INTRO ~
Sorry that this chapter is shorter than the rest. The story is well on its way towards the finale. One of the scenes in this chapter I didn't plan to make. But I found myself taking a chance and running with it, and it turned out to make a lot of sense to me. I'm sure you'll figure out which scene I'm talking about once you read it. Now please understand one thing to avoid any possible confusion. Zephram is not Rinji. You'll see why in a moment. That said, I really hope that if you take the time to read this, then you will take a little bit more to post a comment afterward telling me what you think of it. It doesn't have to be elaborate; just your basic thoughts on the chapter. Of course, the more the merrier.

I think that if I can receive more than one or two constructive comments, it would really help improve my motivation in getting these chapters made faster and more efficiently. I think that is part of why I've really dropped off the active list these last few months. Of course, creating FML was another big factor as well. But, well, you get the idea. I just think that feedback is the best (and most natural) motivator for me to do more. Self-interest only takes me so far if no one says anything about the story. So please, if you have the time to read this chapter (as well as any other story/chapter), then surely you have a little more to spare after that to post your thoughts. I really do openly request it and greatly appreciate it.


Chapter IV: Evolution

Zephram had fallen victim to HEV. His only hope for survival rests in the newly created gene resequencer and if it could work fast enough to activate the dormant beast genes and override his active human genes. Silvia wasted no time and stuck the needle in Zephram's arm and injected the serum. After pulling it out, Silvia remained by her lover's side and waited.

"Where am I?" Zephram asked himself as he looked all around him.

He found himself in what appeared to be an empty void of pure white. His own body felt weightless and he noticed that he was completely naked. A sad realization occured to him.

"Oh I see. I must be dead then. So where am I anyway? Not exactly what I had in mind for an afterlife. Where is everybody?" Zephram asked himself.

A sound came from behind him as he spun around. Fear gripped him as he saw a shapeless mass approaching him. It was really hideous and it felt evil to him. He tried to run, but his legs were frozen in place. He didn't know what to do when suddenly, something appeared between him and the evil form. It appeared to be a panther, it's fur as white as the void around him. Unlike the evil form, Zephram felt security and peace from this white panther. It turned around to face Zephram as he seemed to sense its intentions. He reached down and placed his hand on its head when it started to glow as pure energy. The energy then started to merge with Zephram until it was completed absorbed into his body. Not only could he freely move again, but the scenery changed from all white to a lush green landscape as far as the eye can see. The shapeless mass that threatened him disintegrated into nothing and Zephram felt at peace. He gained a newfound understanding of the world and for the first time, he understood what the shamans believed in.

The power that entered him resulted in changes to his still unconscious body. Silvia was still crying when she saw this. Her eyes lit up with relief and excitement at what she saw. Zephram experienced the transformation in his spiritual state as he saw his naked human body growing with increased musculature. He looked down at his arms as both forearm and upper arm both expanded in perfect synchronization. He felt the increasing strength course through him as his chest swelled out in front of him and his legs formed into solid pillars of defined muscle. And then the real change began to take place. He saw his newfound muscular body growing a fine layer of white fur from top to bottom. He looked at his hands and saw the change in them as the palms formed natural pads. His human nails gave way to claws that made themselves known by extending to their maximum length, casting aside his former nails as they just fell off. He looked down at his feet and saw an indentical change take place with his toes. He placed one of his new paw/hand hybrids to his head and felt his ears had already grown and lengthened in size, and was covered on the outside in a thinner layer of the white fur. He blinked his eyes and they instantly reopened with yellow irises. His muzzle formed as his teeth became sharp and his canines lengthened as he let out a rather unexpected growl. And finally, he felt what he knew to be his tail grow out from his rear end.

He saw that his transformation had finally ended. He was obviously not as muscular as Silvia, but that was ok. She was, after all, an exception due to the circumstances that led to her creation. Even so, he still felt incredibly strong. Not to mention the connection he felt to the world around him. Or rather, the world that he saw in his vision. But the world that he was actually in was much different. He would face that world soon enough. But right now, he truly felt alive for the first time in his life. He gave into his more primal urges, reared his head back and let out a fierce roar to the world; as if to say that he had arrived.

He roared for several seconds and didn't even realize that he had awakened at that point and Silvia had fallen backwards onto the floor clutching her chest from being startled. When Zephram finally stopped, he opened his eyes expecting to see the perfect world that his vision presented him. But instead, his equilibrium caught up to him and he just now realized that he was laying down on his examining table. He felt a wave of relief rush through him to see that he was indeed still alive! But that was nothing compared to Silvia's relief as she got back up and hugged him tight.

"Oh Zephram! You made it! You're alive! I'm so happy!" Silvia cried through tears.

Knowing full well the extent of Silvia's strength, Zephram expected the pressure, she was no doubt exerting, to be painful. But to his surprise, it was only mildly unpleasant. He quickly regained his bearings and quickly looked down at himself. What he saw was the same as in his vision.

Silvia let go of him and took in his visage, "Wow my love, you look so handsome! And very sexy too! I must say, it suits you!"

Zephram smiled as he blushed a little. All of his clothes have shredded apart as he transformed in the real world, leaving nothing but rags hanging from him. He allowed himself a moment to flex one of his biceps as the peak rose considerably. He estimated it to be around 23 inches or so. He gave it a gentle squeeze and felt how amazingly hard it was. So it was indeed true. He expected such results, and this is without any additional enhancements. He would have to test his strength to see just how strong he really was. But that would have to come later. Right now, there were more pressing matters to attend to.

As he got down from the table, a thought occured to him, "Hey Silvia, I'm not sure about this but...if we are indeed ushering in a new age, I wonder if it should include clothes or not."

Zephram got his answer in the form of a rather puzzled look from Silvia, "You're asking me what I think about clothes?"

The awkward moment turned light as Zephram found himself chuckling, "Alright, so perhaps that was a rather silly question. I suppose it depends on the person."

"My love, can you turn towards me so I can get a good view of your naked body?" Silvia asked with a purr.

Zephram shrugged his shoulders, after looking once more at what remained of his clothes that still clung to his body, and tore them all off and turned to face Silvia. The sight of Silvia's gorgeous eyes fixed on him made him very aware of his newfound body. He thought he would feel rather shy, but instead he ended up doing a couple simple muscle poses for her. And boy, did this excite her. Her tail swished this way and that and she bit her lower lips as she fondled one of her breasts. Zephram flexed on of his biceps as it rose to its amazing size. Zephram now knew to an extent how Silvia felt with her body. And she went from a much weaker species (at least in terms of raw physical strength) to no doubt, one of if not the strongest being in the world.

Zephram went on to flex his abs as he crunched down on them, making their definition a lot more pronounced, despite the fur. they stood out like smooth rounded out blocks of granite. He put one of his legs out as he gave it a heart flex, making the quads surrounding his thigh expand into huge teardrop shaped muscles that showed that his legs were packing immense strength; a fact that he was eager to put to the test.

All of this flexing was making Zephram very hot and horny for Silvia. And for a minute there, everything else around him except for Silvia melted away. She too was feeling the same way, but on an even greater level. As big and strong as she was, it was quite a sight for her to see a man, who was once considered average for a human, packing some serious heat in those muscles of his. That, and his new panther form resulted in the release of powerful pheromones that he never had before. And they were driving Silvia wild with sexual desire. She had to have this panther, the one who she truly considered her mate.

Zephram was ready to give in to his new animal urges when a thought seemed to invade his mind. And it was just two words, 'Save them!'

This snapped Zephram out of it as he remembered what was at stake. He had to go back and administer the cure to the shamans.

He looked at Silvia, about to also remind her of what needed to be done. But she was still purring loudly and slowly advancing on him with lust in her eyes.

"Silvia my love. I know how much this means to both of us, but we have to postpone this sexual encounter for another time. We have to go. The shamans need us, remember?" Zephram asked.

Silvia's purrs were now mixed in with heavy breathing as she continued to move on all fours as if stalking her prey, "No. You are my mate! And I will have you!"

Zephram was worried. This wasn't like her at all. Or was it? He could still feel his own longing to have this woman, but he was more in control of himself. Perhaps it was his human nature that made it possible. But Silvia, she doesn't have that same restraint. Which means...

Silvia was now face to face with her lover, eyes fixed deep into his. Zephram wasn't sure what to do. As strong as he felt, he was certain that she could still cause him serious pain if she wanted to. And if he knew sex as well as he thought, this was one woman who would not take rejection very well; even if it was temporary.

"Don't be afraid Zeph, I won't hurt you, my sexy gorgeous hunk of a panther!" Silvia purred as she pushed him to the floor with her immense muscle-packed arms.

She leaned down and licked Zephram's face from muzzle to forehead, while running her hands up and down his own powerful pecs. Despite Zephram's silent objections, he could feel the pull of his animal instincts which included a throbbing erection and a gradual loss of his own self-control. He knew he had to keep a hold of himself. But at the same time, he knew that to turn Silvia down in the heat of passion would be dangerous for him. How could he get her to understand what was at stake?

As Silvia licked her way down Zephram's chest and washboard abs, Zephram tried once again to get through to her, "Silvia my love, don't you remember the shamans? Or the fate of humanity? Or the..."

Silvia's face shot violently into his, "SHUT UP!! Are you trying to reject me, your mate!?"

Zephram was afraid of this, "Of course not, but..."

A growl issued from her throat, "Then let's get to mating then, shall we?"

Zephram's instincts were split in half. Give in, or take his chances and stop her? He had to act fast! Time was precious, and many lives hung in the balance! He could feel his cock brushing against Silvia's very wet pussy. His decision was made...


~ TO BE CONTINUED ~

In the next chapter of Anthro: Zephram and Silvia race against time to save the shamans from their inevitable fate. But will they make it in time? And how will they be able to spread the cure around the world when only days, or worse only hours, remain before the HEV virus reaches all four corners of the globe. Find out in the next chapter of Anthro: The Cure or Bust