COMM - Pumpkin Creature TF

Commission for Maiovik (Werewolf Boyo) on FA.

"This pumpkin drink is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted,” thought Maiovik as he kept sipping from the glass, savoring every drop.
The drink came from a strange vendor’s cart he’d stumbled upon by chance, one that didn’t even have a name and might never appear again. The thought that he might never get to taste it again filled him with frustration.

As he drank, he began to feel strange: his belly rounded out, his fur and skin turned a vibrant orange, and his body swelled and firmed, filling with the very juice he was drinking, like a ripening pumpkin brimming from within.
At first, Maiovik panicked, grabbing at his shifting form in confusion and concern. But then, a sudden wave of heat pulsed through his body, centered low and rising fast. His dick stiffened involuntarily, the pressure building until he gasped, overwhelmed by a rush of pleasure. He came hard, the intensity of the release overtaking his panic.

Some of his cum landed on his tongue: sweet, rich, and familiar. It tasted exactly like that delicious pumpkin drink! Eyes wide, chest heaving, Maiovik licked his lips in disbelief. A trembling chuckle escaped him until he couldn’t stop smiling.
Sticky droplets still leaked from his nipples, each pulse bringing more of that rich, sweet liquid. Curious (still flushed from the pleasure), Maiovik reached down between his legs, his now flaccid dick dripping the same pumpkin-colored fluid. He scooped some of it up with his fingers and brought it to his tongue.

The flavor was perfect. Smooth, warm, spiced… exactly the same as before. Maybe even better. He let out a low, satisfied sigh and took another small taste, then another, and another...

So what if he was turning into some kind of pumpkin creature? So what if the vendor was gone and he’d never find that cart again?
He could enjoy this drink as much as he wanted now…
No matter where it came from...
Or how many times he had to cum to taste it again.