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The male fantasy (reality shift anthro tf)

A dude installs hundreds of mods with reckless abandon, and is surprised with the results.

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Like any man who fancied himself a fantasy game or two, I had binge and purge cycles with them, especially when it came to mods. Today I had finally finished installing 589 of them, all of which I had tons of fun with in the past and needed to properly enjoy the game. Whether it be graphics enhancements, restored cut content, and of course fan fixes for out the box glitches, I had them all. With glee I watched the last one finish downloading, and within seconds I mounted it as a cherry on top of my copy of Age of Dragons End.

I sat back and marveled at the library of mods I installed, taking a minute to scroll past them, watching their names turn into a blur on the screen while my finger made them race from one end to another. After a few minutes I stopped and cracked open a beer, now it was time to play.

I clicked the play button and watched different windows appear and disappear, the lines of code salad racing across the different screens before they closed and the game booted up. Grinning, I leaned back in my chair and tasted the watery, malty flavor of my beer, admiring its refreshing quality as the menu appeared.

My muscle memory helped me quickly hit the load button, I picked a save after the first few quests and waited.

Things loaded quicker than I thought, a familiar forest I'd seen hundreds of times before fading into view from the black loading screen. The enhanced graphics of wood textures were the first to render and angelic lights came after, falling through the leaves as I started looking at the handiwork of the mod author.

Then I smelled something unusual for my $1500 a month studio apartment, trees. As the scent of the great outdoors began to fill my nose more sensations started to accompany it, a cold breeze, the feeling of dirt beneath my feet, and the sounds of chirping birds. Shivering from the cold I looked away from my screen and watched as my apartment had begun to expand, the room itself enlarging itself and growing in size by the second as the walls started to fold and shift like origami. Morphing into a beautiful nature scene, with my walls and knick knacks becoming trees, the ceiling a blue sky full of clouds, and the floor morphing into mounds of dirt as far as the eye could see. Turning back around I saw my desk and computer had disappeared, and I was left standing where I was in the game, on a cobblestone road in the middle of the forest of Hijemdall.

I was freaked out for a moment, but then I remembered I installed a reality shifting mod, and of course forgot about it as it was lost in the pile of others I had downloaded. I was quite surprised how well it did its job, the sights and sensations indistinguishable from reality. Pursing my lips I looked around, floored by the graphics and the fact everything felt so nice, albeit a bit different than what I had experienced before. I took a moment to sit down on a nearby log and take it in, grinning and laying down as I soaked in the atmosphere.

Then I started to feel something in my body, a light tingle that originated in my chest and began to expand outwards. It started like a tickle that made me cough, but as it enveloped my bodyI got worried even if it felt good. Quickly I sat up and started to shake as the tingle turned into a stinging hot ripple, causing me to double over and fall on my hands and knees moaning in ecstasy. It felt amazing, my drowsy, fogged state of being clearing away and filling me with clarity and energy. My stick thin build felt a sudden rush of strength brimming at my muscles, and I watched my muscles start to grow in size and definition as the feeling of wholeness filled my being. Looking down at myself I saw that I started to grow in size, a few extra inches being added to my height while my muscles swelled to fit my new proportions.

Grinning, I flexed them and watched as my they tensed, running a hand across them to feel how they grew tighter as I lifted my shirt to discover a six pack had formed beneath my shirt. Whistling, I watched it happen, licking my lips before my attention was taken away from the growth of my muscles. Fur started to spread across my body, starting from my hairiest bits and moving outwards to form an ashen gray and white spotted pelt that protected me from the breeze.

It felt like a blanket covered my skin, the pleasure of my change indescribable as I turned into a brilliant example of a wolfkin. With a growl I fell upon my knees and felt my tail blossom, a beautiful example of a wolf's hindquarters coming to be with a warm jiggle. Bearing down, my legs changed fully as a pair of paws pressed into the dirt and dug their claws under a patch of moss.

I felt a dull warmth fill my nuts and a wave of tingles caress my cock as a sheath rapidly began to coat it, my shaft vibrating as I could feel it growing alongside my balls. Smiling, I saw a fat tent grow from what was once a little teepee, the new length I was endowed with a changed shape as a fat knot ballooned at the bottom. Finally my head shifted as my fur coat reached my neck, my jaws crunching and pushing out into a fang filled muzzle whilst my skull flattened and became lupine in shape. New sounds began to fill my head as my ears changed their shape and began to hear new registers it never had before. With a sniff my olfactory senses became enhanced, as many different scents and odors began to dance around my wet charcoal black nose.

Just as quickly as it had come that addictive tingle left me, and I was left as an able bodied wolf man in a t- shirt and PJs. Which was quite the upgrade from being a human.

But I wasn't out of the woods yet as my clothes rapidly morphed into something more appropriate for my new body. My shirt grew tight upon my chest and changed its shape, the sleeves separating and stretching down my arms while the shirt itself began to shrink, exposing my midriff and stopping just below my chest. Once the shape had changed the materials did as well, turning into thick leather armor that covered my chest and arms, but kept my abs exposed.

Then came my pants. Underneath my pj's I could feel my socks climbing up my legs before stopping at the thigh. My pjs began to thicken like my shirt did and become something made of leather. I saw the waist of my pants recede and show my underwear, revealing that it had become a tight fitting jockstrap that showed off the outline of the great sheath I'd been endowed with. Looking below those I saw my socks had become thigh highs, covered in leather armor that was once my pants. A pair of boots somehow found their way onto my feet, even though I wasn't wearing any shoes before.

It then dawned on me who I had become. Thrunrar, the barbarian! A large, sexy wolf warrior, with a skill for slaying dragons and laying with fair maidens. With a reputation for being a fierce warrior, passionate lover, and connoisseur of beautiful outfits.

After taking a few minutes to appreciate my new body I began my trek towards, getting lost in the environment as I went down the cobblestone path. I could hear everything, the calls of chirping birds and wandering animals, trees rustling in the faint breeze, and the footsteps of an adventurer who walked behind me.

Turning around i saw a fellow adventurer approaching me, and he waved as I looked at him. He was an Aracokra, about my size and just as well muscled, not to mention just as scantily clad and well equipped. Soon he caught up to me and nodded at me.

“ Greetings! “ He said.

“ Morning. What's your business? “ I asked him.

“ Traveling to the next town is all, hoping to- “ he stopped and smiled.

“ Hey I've heard of you! Thurnrar the barbarian, yes? “

As he said this something clicked in my head, it felt right to be called that. Memories began to uncover themselves of how he could've known me. Dragons slain, damsels rescued, dungeons looted. Not to mention my signature style of dress and splotchy fur coat. Things I never did, yet remembered doing at least a dozen or so times in the last year.

“ The one and only! Who may you be? “ I asked as I gave him my hand to shake.

“ Rocha, the knight. It's a pleasure to meet you. “

“ Well met. “ I told him before we both continued our walk, talking of adventures past and opinions on such matters.

“ I've heard of many accounts of your loving with maidens. I'm not surprised so many fall for you with your sense of style. “ He told me, smiling.

“ Thank you. I find that dressing light helps a lot with fighting, the looks from maidens are a bonus. “

“ It sure gets looks from me… such a beautiful coat of fur you have. “ He then said.

“ I appreciate it, I can say the same for your feathers. Not to mention your armor, id daresay you're a dash more scantily clad than I am. “ I told him truthfully, omitting the fact I was sure he was a bit more well endowed than I.

“ Thank you so, it was forged by my people. It's designed just as yours is, however it's tailored to aracokran proportions. “ He said, stretching a bit and showing off a little.

I blushed under my pelt, appreciating his features as he moved. Those statuesque biceps, his chiseled abs, the revealing armor that showed off that feathery coat. I licked my lips and looked at his member, which pushed against his thin loincloth and looked quite tantalizing from where I stood.

“ What are you looking at? “

“ Your sword. “ I smiled, feeling the charisma roll fail.

“ …what were you really looking at? “

“ Your cock.” I blushed, he smiled.

“ Want to taste it? “ He asked, pulling down his cloth and letting it bounce free.

As it throbbed in the cool air of the forest something seemed to change within me. It looked perfect, and I felt a craving to see how it tasted. I barely had to think about it, and I accepted his offer. As one detail many legends about Thurnrar The Barbarian omitted, I was obsessed with the taste of other men.

A feeling washed over me as I accepted his request, my body forcibly moving itself in front of the knight and planting me on my knees before I I started blowing him. It hit me out of left field, as I remembered the sex mod pack included gay sex, and the fact I had made my character gay. Normally I didn't think much about fucking other guys or thinking they were hot, if nothing else I felt neutral towards how they looked instead of disgust like other straight dudes.But once I got a taste for the well endowed knight I got deep into character, my many past encounters deep in the woods and in shady inns educating me on how to skillfully suck off a fellow adventurer. I felt great being a spear cleaner for someone who was so strong and able bodied like myself, submitting to their whims as a hand touched my head and guided my pace. Then I thought about how my heart fluttered at the sight of bulging jockstraps, chiseled jawlines, and wash rack abs, how it felt so natural to swoon for the same sex. I didn't know what was getting into me, as my porn habits consisted mostly of hentai girls, but I didn't think about it as I accepted that was from a past life I no longer lived.

He easily traveled down my throat and I loves how he felt as my tongue I wrapped around him, the bittersweet taste of his precum coating my mouth as he pumped into my face and my muzzle rubbed into his crotch. Catching a whiff of him, his smell was pungent and reminded me of nights beside other adventurers, that distinctive reek of campfires and occasional river baths cascading down my nose and into my head, making my head swirl with nostalgia and pleasure for nights long past.

“You please me well~. “ He said, laughing a little as I continued.

His taloned hands caressed my head as I heard him laughing, looking up at him and watching that seductive grin on his face turn into twisted expressions of lust. I loved watching his face change and move whenever I twisted my tongue across his tip or deepthroated him, my heart swelling as I saw how much he loved it. Soon his hips start to buck faster than before, forcing himself deeper inside me as his hands began to move my head with force. His soft moans turned into loud huffs and puffs as he slammed in and out of my throat, his sack slapping into my chin with every thrust inside me. I was in love with it, greedily taking him as he grew faster before he eventually finished. With a loud groan he pushed into me, his sack hitting my chin one last time before I felt his cock throb and I felt his ropes paint my throat. They tasted nutty with a salty aftertaste that I enjoyed and went down easy.

He held me on his dick for a moment, caressing my head with his talons as I cleaned him up in silence.

“ For a man skilled with the maidens you sure know how to clean a spear~ “ he teased, scratching my head while I continued to clean him off.

I pulled away once I couldn't taste any more of his seed, watching his massive member glisten in the sunlight. He was now flaccid, drained by my superb talent with a spear. His hand moved my head upwards, our eyes meeting before he reached down and planted a kiss on my lips.

“ I feel like we should party up for a while. Stay close till the town. Maybe rent a room? “

I grinned and stood up.

“ Sounds like a plan. I think we’ll do fine. “ I told him as we continued our trek.

For a few hours we traveled, chatting about our last exploits as adventurers, killing a few beasts that assailed us, and admiring the scenes of nature that we came across. Soon we came across a triplet of orcs on the trail who were manning a small road block. I saw they appeared to be armored just as well as we were, my eyes perusing their sculpted bodies. Their abs were on display and had a slight shine on them, padded codpieces covered their privates and let my imagination run for what they hid, their arms and legs were well muscles and protected by steel amor that ended at the elbow and knee. The tallest looked at us and grinned, crossing his arms.

“ Evening adventurers. You must pay a toll to pass by! “ He said to us, the others stared on and withdrew their weapons.

“ What's the price? “ I asked.

“ A hundred gold pieces per person. “ He replied.

That was a price I could pay a hundred fold, but with a grin I wondered if there was another way to pay my due.

“ Is there another way I could pay, perhaps without valuables?“

He looked me up and down and then to his comrades before looking back at me. I felt my charisma roll succeed.

“ There is… you see, we have been quite lonely these few weeks on the road and we desire some ‘ companionship. ‘ We're too used to one another's company, so we'd like someone else to fill that need for us. if you both could be our companions for a round or two, we will gladly let you through. “ He told me with a smile.

I looked back at my partner who shrugged his shoulders.

“ Ill take dick from an orc. “ He said, I looked back at the leader.

“ We’ll pay with companionship~ “ I replied.

“ Then get on your back and pay up. “

As soon as he said that I once again felt my body get taken control of, a stilted feeling hitting my body as I watched the captains cock appear from where his codpiece used to be. I felt my body turn around and have my back touch the cobblestone while he went around me, another orc came in front of me with his codpiece gone and cock in the air. I watched Rocha fall on his knees and show off his rear for the orc, who seemed like more than Rocha bargained for.

As I watched Rocha surrender to his partner the two attending to me began getting their side of the bargain. I felt a strong hand gently guide my head to his big green member, my muzzle skillfully wrapping around it and tasting it. He was salty and unwashed but I soon took care of it, feeling his pent up energy the more I licked and sucked him off. Behind me the captains hands pushed my legs onto me and his skilled tongue dug into my hole as I felt his tusks press into my pillowy butt, the sound of his passionate sniffs and breathing filling the forest alongside the sound of my sucking. Then I started hearing Rocha begin to pay his toll, their duet of soft moans and the slapping of hips joining my trio.

Then I heard the two on me speak orcish and the one I was cleaning backed away, the captain spoke as I was able to look at him.

“ Look at me, sexy~ “

I turned my gaze and saw him towering above me in his full glory, he was a good size or two larger than me and stiff as my sword. He laughed and squatted over me, pressing his spear into my hole and slowly plunging inside his side of the deal. I gladly took him, weakly moaning as the warmth of male love started to burn inside my chest. He leaned over me and flanked my head with his chiseled arms, planting a kiss on my forehead as he fully hilted within me. With a blush I could feel my garments start to tent, my knotted sword being drawn from its sheath while I took the captains amazing cock. With a laugh he pulled my garment to the side and let me throb free.

“ Looks like I'm not the one getting paid here~ “ He commented, rubbing the side of my head.

“ You look so cute for such a fearsome adventurer, taking a fat orcish cock. “ He said, leaning away from me as the second one stood atop me.

With the moment I had before being spit toasted I looked to my adventuring buddy and saw he was having a good time, his eyes glazed over as the foot soldier relentlessly pounded him. He looked at me and weakly grinned, moaning loudly with every thrust in and out of him. After getting a good look at the fate soon to befall me I once again had that soft touch guide my muzzle upwards and onto a cleaned spear in need of a polishing.

Once I began to lick and suck him off I felt the captain start to pump into me, deeply grunting as his side of the deal was fulfilled. The one in my mouth also began to pump harder, the feeling of his length in my throat mixing with the sensation of my rear end being loosened to form a sexual blitz I had only gotten a handful of times before. I was in utter bliss beneath them both, my muffled moans barely able to communicate the amount of fun I was having under their handsome bodies.

For minutes they made sweet orcish love to me, laughing and talking amongst themselves (or to me?) in orcish all the while. I couldn't help but imagine how cute I looked being spit roasted on my back by these two handsome men, the idea of a dragon slayer being bred by two well endowed warriors tantalizing like a fine wine. These images filled my mind as I could do nothing else but accept my fate and become addicted to their dicks.

“ You really like orc dick, don't you? “ He asked, and while I couldn't reply or please myself I only thought about how much is tell him I was in love.

Suddenly I reached a point of orgasm I had only felt a few times before, my whole body grew hot and my muscles weakened, the mighty sword on my abs throbbed and let loose ropes that painted my midriff with feelings of ecstacy and lust. I melted into the dirt and fell limp, the two on me having to be more forceful to ensure I didn't fall over on them. I heard them speak, but their voices grew distant in my haze of orgasmic bliss.

“ Now isn't that cute, he's cock drunk~! “ he laughed, the other replying to him in orcish.

Out of nowhere I felt the one at my mouth quicken his pace, loudly moaning as he quickly came. The bittersweet taste of a good load coated my throat and raced down with every throb of his tasty cock, his softened dick pulling out and allowing me to breathe and express my love for the captain.

“ Please cum inside me. “ I demanded of him, turning my half lidded gaze to the captain.

“ As you wish~ “ he snickered, picking up the pace and pounding me as hard as he could, filling my body once again with that warm feeling of male love.

He pressed into me and grabbed my shoulders, pushing my legs closer to my chest and locking eyes with me as he got his bargain. I made an attempt to see the status of Rocha, as I could hear his manic moans of pleasure mixed with the loud slapping of his tops thrusts, but my gaze was averted by the hold of the captain.

“ No, you can look at your friend when I'm through with you~ “ he said in a deep whisper, his hot breath running across my face and causing me to further fall in love with him.

I once again reached orgasm and let out a long moan of ecstasy as another coat of paint covered my stomach, leaning into the dirt while the sound of his slapping further filled my ears and rocked my body. And before I knew it he painted my insides, grunting and looking deep in my eyes as I felt bursts of orcish seed fill my hole. Then he pulled out and backed away, sweaty and pleased, laughing.

“ Get up slut, you've paid your toll. “ He told me, which I complied with, shakily getting onto my paws while looking at Rocha.

He was laid on his back and making out with the orc who filled him, the both of them caressing their bodies as their tongues tangled and moved around one another. Inspired by what I saw I approached the captain and kissed him on the lips, and as he kissed me back I brought him into a deep kiss that evolved into a few minutes make out. Then we parted, his hands gripping my freshly ruined cheeks.

“ Leave, before I ask for another payment. “ He said, gripping me tightly.

“ I don't know, I wouldn't mind paying extra. “ I said to him with a seductive grin.

“ Don't tempt me, adventurer. “ He said.

“ I don't know. I've got a very deep purse, and I think I'd like to make sure you're paid your due for your duty. It must be lonely out here, no? “ I asked, tracing a hand on his nipple and looking at him with my signature bedroom eyes. My charisma roll succeeded.

“ On your knees, now. “ He demanded, I complied.

He once again skillfully loved me, huffing and puffing as he put on a show for our audience of three. They talked amongst themselves and took in my performance, with Rocha and his orc stroking one another as they watched. It felt great to be watched by them, showing them all how skilfull I was at taking good dick, not to mention how hot and slutty I looked on my hands and knees taking a second round from the orc. For some reason I felt sexier being watched by other guys, my eyes scanning their faces as they looked down at me and enjoyed watching a warrior greedily milk an orc. Leaning into me the captain went harder than before, his forceful thrusts rocking my body and filling the forest with slapping sounds as his hands tightly gripped my hips. I softly moaned as he stretched me out more, looking up at my audience with a weak smile and tears filling my eyes.

“ You really like dick, don't you thurnrar? “ My partner asked, the captain whisted as he heard that.

“ You're the dragon slayer? “ He asked between grunts, caressing my neck.

“ Yes~ “ I weakly whimpered back, yelping as he thrust harder

“ For a slayer of dragons and bedder of maidens you take dick very well. “ He said, stopping and rubbing himself into my cheeks.

“ Just shut up and fuck me, the dragon slayer demands it! “ I asked him, my roll succeeded.

He continued and filled me with another load, his hot breath running across my back as I felt ropes fill me to the brim. With a grunt he pulled away and I breathed a sigh of relief, slowly standing up.

“ Get out of here dragon Slayer, before I make you my bed warmer. “ He said as I stood up, popping my ass at him.

“ With dick like yours that sounds like a good fate~ “ I said to him, he slapped my right cheek and gripped it, leaning towards me and whispering.

“ I mean it, now leave. “

I complied, leaving with Rocha in tow, watching the orcs look at us with smiles on their faces as they grew distant. A hand touched my buns and I met Rocha's gaze.

“ You know your dicks still out right? “ He told me, I hastily put my sheath back inside my jock with a chuckle.

“ Thank you. “ I told him, you're welcome followed after.

For a little bit we walked in silence and saw the town eventually. As we passed the gate rocha finally talked.

“ You know you're a great little slut, right? “

“ I'm well aware. I think you make a great one too. “ I snickered, he smacked my buns and made me moan

“ Not as cute as you. Now let's get a room and see where to from there. “

We did so and found that rooming together was easier than either of us had experienced before. As night fell on the land we got frisky like we had in the woods, our bodies tangling together with one another and great love being made throughout the night. Few other adventurers had a touch like his, and even fewer appreciated the talents I had with my paws and hindquarters. As the day came we awoke and resumed our adventure, our distance growing ever closer as we started to find out what to do next.

Soon a new name appeared in the tapestry of lore with Thurnrar the barbarian. Rocha the knight. A close friend who also had a taste for fair maidens and slaying dragons.