At home (gay furry path, gonna get eaten by dudes.)

Daniel made his way back to his apartment without any incident. He wondered about how everything would start. A tenth of the worlds population was a little over seven hundred million furries. A staggering huge number to be certain, but there would still be many, many more humans. If every tenth person just became a furry than everything would probably start in people's homes.

A son, daughter, mother of father would suddenly realize they were in a house full of food not loved ones. People would wake up in the middle of the night to being **** or swallowed by strange beasts that had once been close family members. One by one through out the night and into the early morning the new furry would pick off members of their own family as their hunger took them. Houses around them would sleep peacefully with no idea about what was happening. It wouldn't be until tomorrow that most furries would start taking to the streets in search of more prey.

Nine one one would be called as the first public attacks occured. But hospitals and police stations might already have fallen to the furry invasion as patients, doctors prisoners and cops suddenly changed into predators. All the people begging for help might do is tell hungry predators where to find them.

Daniel wondered if furries would be willing to use cars to find more prey? He had written that furries would disdain civilization since he wanted them to destroy human society not replace it with their own. Intelligence was a blight on the earth after all. He would have to see if a willingness to drive gave humanity too much of an edge over their predators. Would it be better to make all the forms of transportation stop working in the world of make furries willing to use them to hunt? He would have to decide later.

Daniel couldn't afford a place of his own so he bunkered down with two roommates. Normally he didn't see much of them since he worked a night shift and they both had day jobs. That was fine by him, Daniel didn't much care for either of them.

When he entered the apartment one of his roommates, Steven was in the kitchen making a later lunch. Steven was every bit as small and scrawny as Daniel was but he actually owned it. He was wearing a miniskirt and blouse, make up and lipstick. He wore his hair long and kept himself in a very feminine but healthy shape. He was a self professed femboy, he enjoyed it when people mistook him for a girl. He wasn't full on trans, Daniel thought, he didn't have a girl's name, he never asked to be refered to with feminine or nonbinary pronouns. He was a guy who liked wearing girl's clothes and occasionally boasted about being fucked by big burley men. But he also had an on again off again girlfriend, and when he got drunk he occasionally made fun of Daniel and called him a sissy.

Steven wasn't a bad guy by any means. He was usually very sociable and tried his best to get Daniel go out and have some fun. He had once or twice, tried to get Daniel a date with a girl, and was generous with his money. But he made Daniel nervous. He didn't know how to deal with someone like Steven. Things were always awkward between them. Daniel liked his other roommate more.

John was the guy who actually had his name on the apartment lease. He paid the rent and the utilities while Steven and Daniel reimbursed him when they could. John couldn't have been more different from them if he tried. He was a very large man with broad shoulders and well defined muscles. He bounced back and forth between a few different financial firms and made very good money doing it. He went out drinking every Friday and came home from a different woman's apartment every Saturday. He spent every Sunday debating whether this was the girl he should finally settle down with. Occasionally some girls would last a week or two. He was always a devoted boyfriend while that time lasted. But for the three years Daniel had known him, none had lasted longer than four months. None of those breakups had been nasty though. The truth of the matter was that John was married to his work.

John was the sort of person that Daniel should've hated. Either out of petty jealousy or because he was the kind of corporate crony that ran the capitalist machine that was destroying the planet. But John was a nice guy. He helped Daniel stay employed. He was very forgiving about the rent, always willing to listen to Daniel's problems and help him through them. Plus he was good to the poor and pretty active in helping a number of social causes around the city.

Daniel would be a bit sad to see either of them go.

To not think about that, Daniel grunted a reply to Steven's welcome and then plopped himself down in front of the TV for the after noon. He flipped through the channels idly while keeping up a causal conversation with Steven.

"Any luck at that interview?" Steven asked. Daniel had dragged himself out of bed early that day out of hope to get a slightly less shit job.

"None at all." Daniel shot back. "You know the drill, three years working in the field for an entry level job. At least the woman interviewing me let me down easy."

Daniel had been quite mad about that this morning. Now he didn't care. It wouldn't matter in a few hours.

"Sorry man." Steven said as he took a seat on the couch with a bowl full of salad. "It's good that you keep looking. Can't let it get your hopes down."

"I think I'm gonna call in sick to work today. I really can't be bothered." Daniel declared. He didn't want to be out of the apartment when it all started. Better to stay home and wait and see how long it took the news to catch on to what was happening.

"Ah poor little boo boo bear." Steven said with perfect sincerity. "Do you want me to suck your dick and make it better?"

"Fuck off man." Daniel shot back uncomfortably. That was one of the problems with Steven, Daniel never knew if his advances were genuine or not. Worse still Daniel didn't know if he would enjoy a night with his roommate or not. Daniel would swear he was a straight as an arrow, but sometimes he wondered. He might have taken the man up on one of his offers but Steven was a size queen. He boasted every man he had ever let fuck him had at least seven inches of meat between his thighs, so Daniel feared he might laugh at the sight of what he was packing.

Steven smiled and laughed at him. Daniel settled with putting the news on. Normally the news depressed him with how much was wrong with the world. But the knowledge that soon everything would be fixed left him feeling satisfied. Daniel wondered if one of the news presenters might end up transforming on a live broadcast tonight. Would the broadcasters drop the signal when they went to town on a cohost? Or would they keep broadcasting until one swallowed the other down? How much panic would that spread? People would probably assume it was some kind of stunt at first. Assuming they also didn't have a furry in their house to deal with.

Later that afternoon John came home as well, he had been out exercising at the local gym. He was wearing tight pants and a tank top that showed off his well defined features quite well. Daniel waved to him in greeting, Steven shot him a down right hungry look. While Daniel could never get a read on how Steven felt towards him there was no doubt that if John ever asked him Steven would be down on his knees for the man in an instant. Then again, there probably weren't many people that wouldn't be on the knees if John ordered them to.

"Sup dudes." He called in greeting. "Any luck today Daniel."

"I don't know if I would've even called getting that job lucky." Daniel blew off sarcastically. "There's power aid in the fridge if you want it."

"Thanks man." John replied heading to the kitchen. "How about you Steven? You doing alright?"

"As well as I can be." Steven answered. "I tried to cheer Daniel up already but he still won't let me into his pants so I'm out of ideas. Maybe we could all go out drinking tonight and find some chick to get his spirits up."

"I appreciate the offer," Daniel lied. "But I really just want to stay in tonight."

"Fine stay miserable if that's what you want." Steven declared and got up to take his dishes back to the kitchen. Daniel knew he meant well, but there was no way he was going to be caught out in a club when everything started going down. Plus it's not like he would've gotten with anyone any way. Who was going to talk to him when there was someone like John nearby to hit on instead?

A new news program came on as the clock hit the top of the hour, but Daniel's attention was immediately pulled away from the TV when he heard a crash from the kitchen. He turned and looked, Steven had dropped his bowl on the floor because John was doubled over in pain. Daniel got up and took a step towards him to help when suddenly he saw black tuffs of hair begin to sprout from his roommate's arm.

The change happened swiftly. Clothing ripped and fell to pieces as John swelled about six inches in every direction. Every surface of his skin sprouted thick black hair until he was completely covered. John stumbled to the floor as his legs bent in odd directions. His hands broadened as pads formed on his fingers and long claws began to tip them. His face elongated and narrowed, as his nose and jaws grew out from his head into a short snout. Tufted, triangular ears sprouted from the top of his head and a large fuzzy black tail suddenly dropped down behind him, it was massive, perhaps even larger than either Steven or Daniel was.

John had changed into a large black and incredibly fuzzy dog man. His legs now bent backwards first before turning to the ground and ended in paws instead of feet. He was even more massive than ever, perhaps a full seven feet tall and muscular enough to bend either of them in half at will. Two fist sized balls dangled between his legs, but his dick was no where to be seen. Had it vanished into some kind of sheath perhaps?

Fuck he was hot looking. An absolute bear of a man, a true alpha wolf, towering and powerful. An Adonis in animal form, nature raw and untamable. John had always been an intimidating guy in some ways, his shape edges only dulled by his kind personality. That juxtaposition was all the more obvious as his fluffy body only seemed to emphasize his new sharp claws and long canine teeth.

"John are you alright?" Steven asked.

"Yeah I am actually." John said as he stood up on his legs. Even with their odd bend he still towered over the both of them. He ran his hands over his chest and turned his head about to inspect himself as his ears twitched from side to side. "Better than alright really. I feel incredible. I think I just gained like fifty pounds of muscle somehow."

"What the fuck just happened though?" Steven asked in a loud disturbed voice. "How did you change like that? What's going on?"

Daniel kept his voice shut and ducked down low on the couch. His rule had gone into effect but it had happened way to soon. Did the Rule Book run on Greenwich Mean Time or something? Daniel wasn't ready for this. He had expected to end up as prey. He deserved to get eaten a couple of times. He was the man who had ended the world after all. But he had thought he would have more time. And he certainly hadn't expected one of his roommates to fall into that one in ten.

But now he was in real danger. All the plans he had been dreaming up about how to watch the city fall apart from a safe place went out the window. He had a few minutes at most before the freshly furryfied John decided to fuck one of them. And then of course he would eat that person to.