I'm not doing anything Lohfrum!  I swear!  *Andre twists around, trying to see without much luck.  Joe's transfer is holding him upright, forcing him to stand in a way that keeps him from looking down at his over-stuffed member.  Even as the antics continue, Lohfrum's fur begins to melt off, and his skin begins to rubberize as the fluids behind Lohfrum worked their way through his internal passages for the first time, a feeling of great warmth building up in his stomach.*<br/>*And Jag continued to change, at a slower pace.  His mind was re-wired more to accept the pleasure signals, as Joe was forced further into Dragox.  By now, Jag is ludicrously streched, his body thin indeed on the lining.  A straining feeling, but still not painful anymore, yet.*<br/>*Andre feels Joe up to the joint of hir tauric and anthro bodies in Dragox, and tries again to pull free, this time with more luck.  Andre scoots forward some, the last umbilicals to Dragox finally falling away as Andre manages to pull away.  Joe is still stuck and sinking in Dragox, now to the point where his fore-legs are getting pushed up along his body as he is finally freed from Andre, his umbilicals falling away as well.*  There, we go... if I can leave you two for just a few moments, I've got one of those tingly feelings....