Deep Blue (Cock Vore/Transform Ending)
This is my second story. Like my first (Discovered & Dominated Cock Vore Ending), this story is weird rather than generic. Enjoy :) Please post ANY feedback you have!
Eventually, like I did with my first story, I will probably create a 'Normal Ending,' in which there is no vore/transformation, so that the furs who aren't into the weird stuff can enjoy it (Not that they can't enjoy it just because it's weird :P)
The door to the apartment slammed shut as Melony exited. Jack stared at the door, tears forming in his eyes. He and Mel, his girlfriend, a very beautiful vixen, had just ended another fight. This fight, however, was much worse than any previous ones. It had ended with Mel breaking off their relationship. Things between the two had been rocky for some time now.
Plodding onto the couch, Jack cried openly into his paws. He loved Mel, and now they were through, after nearly two years. Jack continued to cry for a while until he looked up and saw the bright sun through his window.
Rising and walking over to the window of their fourth story apartment, Jack noticed that it was a beautiful day. He took in a deep breath and decided that he needed to take a walk and clear his head. Walks in the nearby park had always been Jack's way of cooling off after a fight. The sights and smells of the forested area calmed him better than anything else could.
Two minutes later, the fox wa dressed and on his way. He walked along the streets with his paws in his pockets and his head hung low, his feet subconciously guiding him to his favourite walking path.
As Jack plodded on along the path he was so fond of, he was unknowingly being watched from the dense bushes around him...
Sighing heavily, Jack turned another corner along the path, which was becoming increasingly dense with large, thick trees and bushes on either side of him. The sun shone down brightly on him, warming him pleasantly. His mood was beginning to improve with the tranquility of the park. Though his mood was improving, he still felt terrible. Jack wished desperately to be in the arms of a vixen again... The last time that Mel had ever shown any true affection for him had been almost a month ago. Jack really wanted to be loved again. His eyes began to water and leak tears. Jack didn't bother to hide them, because he almost never encountered other furs along this obscure path.
"Hello there..." a gruff voice called pleasantly.
Jack spun himself around to see a large wolf sitting on a bench he had just passed. Jack thought it strange that he had not seen the wolf when he walked by the bench...
"Is everything okay?" the wolf asked sincerely.
It was then that Jack realized that the fur around his eyes was soaked in tears. Reflexively, his paw shot up and wiped the area.
"Oh... yeah, I'm fine..." he replied awkwardly, his voice cracking from the sobbing he had recently been doing, "I was just... It's... uh... I have allergies."
"I see..." said the wolf, in a tone that clearly said that he knew Jack was lying.
Once Jack's paws came down and his view was unobscured, he took in the wolf's ragged appearance. Besides a pair of dirty, torn up, weathered shorts, the wolf wore nothing. Long, white fur poured out openly from his chest, while the rest of his fur was grey. Both sets of his paws were considerably darker than the rest of his body. The wolf was sitting comfortably on the bench, with one arm stretched along the back and another resting upon one of his legs, which in turn was resting upon his other leg. As Jack's gaze travelled downward from the wolf's large ears, one of which having a considerable chunk missing, he came upon the wolf's eyes. They were a brilliant shade of deep, deep blue, and they seemed to draw Jack's eyes into their depths.
"Why don't you have a seat?" the wolf offered, gesturing to the space next to him.
Jack snapped out of the trance like stare he had held on the wolf's eyes and he thought for a moment whether he should take the seat offered to him. It was somewhat strange that he had come upon this stranger in such a secluded path, and then was offered to sit next to him, when they had never even seen each other before. However, Jack felt that the wolf's eyes seemed quite innocent, so he shrugged and walked over to the long, wooden bench.
The wolf smiled at Jack warmly as he lifted his bushy black tipped tail and and sat a few feet next to him.
"I'm Grizzwell," the wolf said, extending his large paw.
"Jack..." the fox replied, grasping the offered paw and shaking softly.
"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Grizzwell commented, looking around at the bright sun, blue sky, and the tall green trees that surrounded the two.
"Yes, it is..." Jack replied timidly.
The situation still felt a bit awkward to Jack, so he looked down at the ground and placed his chin on his fisted paw, slipping into his thoughts. Now that he was sitting, the memories of the fight with Mel flooded back into his mind, and tears began to stream freshly from his eyes. Jack couldn't stand the thought that he couldn't hold Mel anymore. Jack wanted her love so badly...
The fur on Jack's back stood up straight as his nerves received a jolt from the big, furry arm that had reached over and rested upon his shoulder. His surroundings replaced his thoughts and he sat up and he hastily wiped off the fresh tears. Sniffing, Jack's gaze travelled from the paw gently massaging his shoulder to the concerned face of Griz, who was looking right back into Jack's face.
"What's wrong, Jack?" Griz asked softly.
There was something so relaxing about Grizwell's deep blue eyes that made Jack feel comfortable enough to talk to him.
"Well... It's just... A problem with my girlfriend..." Jack said, in between subtle sobs.
The deep blue eyes urged Jack to continue.
"Melony, my girlfriend... she hates me... I think we're... I think we're through..."
It was painful for Jack to speak those last few words, and the sound of them caused him to break out crying. Leaning forward, Jack began to spill tears into his black paws he had covering his face. Griz shifted closer to Jack and embraced him.
"Oh, it's alright, Jack... It's not the end of the world, despite what you're feeling right now... Everything will turn out okay."
Grizwell's soothing voice aided in ebbing over Jack's sobbing. Slowly, the fox's handsome red, black and white face emerged from his paws and looked up into Griz's face, which was smiling reassuringly. When his gaze fell upon Griz's uncannily kind eyes, Jack's feelings of dread passed and he returned the comforting hug, burying his muzzle in the wolf's soft chest fur. Griz pulled Jack in closer and held him tightly, placing a paw on the back of the fox's head and petting it slowly. Feelings of content washed over Jack as he basked in the affection given to him by the wolf. He had been craving affection for some time now, unable to get it from Mel.
"It must be terrible to have someone you love turn their back on you..." Grizwell said gravely, as he continued to stroke the back of Jack's head, "But there are other places that you can find love..."
Shifting slightly, Jack looked up into Griz's face, and once again, into the depths of his blue eyes. The eyes told Jack that he had found the love that he so desperately needed. The eyes broke the barriers of Jack's sexuality. In a swift motion, Jack lunged upward and pressed his muzzle onto Griz's, engaging a lustful kiss. Griz smiled, knowing what his mysterious eyes had influenced, and he returned the kiss passionately, embracing the handsome fox tighter.
Once Jack broke the kiss and pulled his head away from Griz's a little, smiling, Griz said tenderly; "You'll never have to feel heartbroken again, Jack. From now on, you'll have all the love you'll ever need."
Jack's face brightened further, completely forgetting his doomed relationship with Melony. Griz would be his new love... Griz would give him the love and affection he desired so strongly. At these happy thoughts, Jack punced up onto Griz, pushing him down onto his back. Griz laughed as Jack looked down lustfully into his eyes, licking his lips.
"I love you, Griz..." he said passionately, as he brought his muzzle down for another long, lustful kiss.
Grizzwell laughed as he felt a conspicuous bump press against his midsection... His new mate seemed to want phyisical love even more than he did.
"Take me, love... right now!" the fox begged as he sat up and revealed the erection bulging from the crotch of his jeans while he removed his shirt.
"Take it easy, love... We have all the time in the world..." smiled Griz.
Returning the smile, the fox lifted his legs and removed his jeans. Jack ignored the fact that a fur could walk along the path at any moment and spot him; the thought of all the love in the world excited him far too much to care about such things. He brought his bare legs back onto either side of Grizzwell, resting on his knees.
"You have a beautiful cock, Jack!" Griz whistled, seeing the large, pink penis extending out of the fox's furry white sheath.
Jack looked straight down, noticing a bulge forming in the shorts underneath him. He grinned and reached for Griz's waistband.
"No, love... just wait..." Griz said, grabbing the fox's paw.
His paw let go, then made it's way toward the throbbing pink cock, which was dripping with pre. Grabbing the cock tightly, and forcing a moan out of Jack, Griz began to slowly pump the fox's member up and down.
The gooey pre leaked out of Jack's penis and matted the fur on Griz's paw. Gradually, the speed of his stroking increased, sending shivers of pleasure through Jack's body. Jack began to rock backward and forward slightly, timing himself with the thrusts of his mate's paw. Another loud moan was uttered as Griz's spare paw slid toward Jack and began to fondle his furry white testicles.
"This feels sooooo good!" Jack gasped, as he neared his climax, "I love you, Griz!"
Sensing the release was near, Grizzwell doubled the speed of his stroking and removed his paw from Jack's testes, wrapped it around his body and placed two fingers on his anus. Slowly, he slid them inside with the lubrication of the fox's wildly flowing pre cum, which had reached his ballsack when Griz was fondling it.
Jack screamed in pleasure as Griz's fingers continued to slide in and bump into his prostate. That was more than enough to bring Jack over the edge. As his painfully swollen cock began spewing his thick white cum, Griz pointed the tip in his direction. Globs and globs of the fox's fluids shot out and landed in various places on Grizzwell's face and torso. Hungrily, the wolf licked up any spooge that landed on his muzzle, or anywhere else near enough that his tongue could reach.
Eventually, Jack's orgasm had ebbed over, and his cock was reduced to merely leaking cum out onto his shaft. He remained sitting there smiling with a glazed look of bliss on his face for a while before he layed down onto his lover, his semen soaking into his chest as he did so. Jack was unable to think of words that could describe the love and pleasure he was feeling, so he simply buried his muzzle into Griz's, their tongues searching each others' mouths- both tasting Jack's fox cum that Griz had lapped up.
Once the kiss ended, and Jack lifted his head, Griz spoke: "Jack... it's my turn now."
Both of them smiled as Jack lifted himself off of Griz, Griz pulling his fingers from his mate's ass as he stepped off of the bench and got down on all fours. His tail lifted, giving Griz an inviting view of the fox's anus. The bulge in his shorts grew at this sight.
Turning his head, Jack watched Griz rise off the bench and begin to pull down his weathered shorts. Jack's eyes widened at what he saw; instead of a large erection, Griz was sporting an enlarged sheath, which seemed to grow larger with each beat of his heart. Griz smiled at the confused look on his mate's face, which inquired why there was no cock emerging from the sheath- which had already grown to be a foot long.
"Jack, we are gonna be closer than you ever thought possible..." Griz said, as he approached Jack's offered tailhole, "I love you so much that I want you to be a part of me..."
The sheath was now two feet long and growing. Jack was beginning to become nervous, knowing that something strange was happening.
"It's okay, love..." Griz assured the nervous fox as he knelt down behind him, "just relax and enjoy this..."
The deep blue eyes and soothing voice calmed Jack, and he waited to see what his mate wanted to do to him. To his surprise, Griz shuffled over to the front of Jack, and stared lovingly into his fox eyes. Jack murred, the beautiful eyes bringing him incredibly satisfying relaxation. Looking fondly upon his mate, Griz shuffled closer to him and placed a paw on Jack's head. Before Jack could inquire, Griz pressed down, pushing the fox's head toward the incredibly large sheath's hole. Once Jack's nose came in contact with the hole, the skin from the sheath stretched out and engulfed his red muzzle. Jack's eyes widened and he unsuccessfully attempted to pull his face out of the sheath, before his gaze travelled upward. As before, once his eyes met with Griz's mystifying blue ones, Jack relaxed completely, knowing that his mate would never harm him. Affectionately, Grizzwell began to stroke his lovers' fur as his sheath started to pull the fox's face inward.
Jack's eyes broke contact with Griz's as they were pulled into the hungry sheath. It was very warm and moist on the inside of it. Slowly, the rest of Jack's head was pulled inside, stretching the sheath as it went.
Griz moaned; the feeling of his sheath being full with his lover was amazing.
"Oh, you're gonna love this, Jack! It's so warm and safe in there!"
These words seemed to excite Jack- his cock began to poke out of his fox sheath, as his neck was pulled into the expanding wolf sheath by powerful muscles. The feeling was so incredible for Griz that he reached down and grabbed his lover's shoulders and began to push them inside of him. While the shoulders stretched the skin rediculously, Jack's face pressed against the bottom of the sheath, the details of his face visible from the outside.
The shoulders were the hard part, and once they were in, the rest came easy. With Griz moaning, groaning and feeding Jack's body into himself, the process happened a lot faster. His sheath was now stretched to the size of a torso and growing larger; Jack having to start to curl himself up as he entered the warm, safe sheath.
"JACK!" Griz moaned in the pleasure of having a fox continually slide inside of him, without coming out, "You feel so good in there!"
Inside, Jack smiled at the thought of providing his mate with such delight. He wished that he could stroke himself; he felt so turned on at the thought of filling Griz's sheath. Another cry of sexual bliss came from Griz as a large amount of the soft fox was pulled into him. The fox was in the sheath up to his stomach at this point.
Relief came over Jack as his erection was pulled inside of Griz's sheath, and he now had something against which he could stimulate himself. Griz released a ground shaking scream of pleasure as Jack began to hump against the inside of his sheath.
"Oh, love! We're gonna be together forever! We're gonna be one!" Griz cried out as Jack's thighs and knees were brought inside of him.
In a moment, all that remained outside of the wolf's sheath was a big bushy tail, which Griz stroked softly before the muscles in his sheath sucked it inside. The 'entrance' to his sheath then slowly closed tightly. As soon as that happened, Griz fell backward into the soft grass, letting the huge mass on his midsection rest on top of him. His sheath was now morbidly large- half the size of Griz, nearly. It was somewhat round, due to the fetal position Jack was forced into.
The fox inside was awkwardly humping against the wolf's skin, causing the huge sheath sack to jiggle around somewhat, and Grizzwell to moan blissfully. Jack felt so warm and safe inside his mate's sheath. The wet, slimy skin that stretched and covered him felt so good against his cock when he humped. This stimulation continued for a few minutes until Jack came, arching back his head and stretching Griz as his fox seed spurted out and splattered Griz's insides. A faint moan could be heard from inside the stretched skin, paired with a loud growling moan coming from Griz, feeling the seed come in contact with his tissue.
Gradually, the motion stopped as Jack's orgasm ebbed. The wolf was panting; having shared the pleasure of the orgasm.
"You feel soooo good inside me, Jack! And it's always going to feel this good, for both of us!" Griz said, softly rubbing the fox through his sheath skin, "I love you so much."
Griz could hear Jack murring inside of him. After the wolf and his monstrous sheath layed peacefully for a while, some soft rumbling noises could be heard coming from the sheath. Griz closed his eyes and relaxed, letting the process happen.
Within the sheath, Jack felt very strange. Griz's sheath seeemed to be doing something to him... He could feel his beautiful red fur start to dissolve away, and his legs began to mold together. Pleasure consumed him as his body began to do the same, limbs dissolving into the mass of the center of him. Jack's now bare skin was becoming slimy, and he could feel now that below his head, he was one giant, slick blob of mass. The organs and bones inside of Jack all shaped and molded into one solid mass, the same as his outer body.
Against his control, Jack's head looked up in the direction of the sheath's entrance and he felt his mouth force open. His head slowly lost all of it's features and became one with the rest of the slick, slimy, rounded mass. His mouth however remained- though it became merely a slimy slit that resided on the very top of Jack's simple body. Jack's entire form began to shrink somewhat.
Griz felt the process end, and he lifted his head to look at his sheath. It was still monstrously large- nearly three feet long, and was very think and full as well. A very content smile formed on Griz's muzzle as he sat up and reached toward his sheath.
"There, it's all done... You've been so good, Jack!" he said as he began to stroke Jack through the sheath skin. Every part of Jack's sensitive body that the sheath skin rubbed against felt intense pleasure.
While Griz's sheath began to swell somewhat, and as the hole on the top parted, the pink tip of Jack poked out of it. As Griz continued his rubbing, more and more of Jack slowly slid out of the sheath. Jack was now a large, slimy, pink wolf cock; and was feeling pressure build up inside of him as he rose out of his mate's sheath.
"Jack, you're so beautiful! You'll make the greatest cock a wolf could ever ask for..." Griz told Jack, as he bent down and kissed the large cumslit that was now up near his torso. His tongue entered it, and he kissed it passionately, just like he did when Jack was a fox. This sent waves of intense pleasure through the both of them.
Jack was now fully erect, and was sticking out almost far enough to reach his mate's head. Smiling at his beautiful new cock, Griz reached out and began to stroke Jack. All Jack could feel now was the pleasure and love Griz gave him. Pre leaked out of Jack's cumsilt and down his slimy shaft, further lubricating it for Griz. The wolf arched his back and cried out as he increased the speed of his strokes- nothing had ever felt remotely this good for either of them.
It wasn't long before Jack was ready. Griz's large balls lifted up and started sending wolf cum up to the huge cock. Powerful muscles inside of the slick pink penis shot the largest globs of cum ever seen straight up into the warm, forest air. They came splashing down onto Griz's chest and face, giving him his second cumbath of the day. Griz continued stroking and Jack continued to spit cum all over his love until their balls were empty.
Laying still, panting heavily, and licking up whatever of the rich, thick cum he could, Griz took his paws off of Jack and rested them limply at his sides. Jack, spent, began to retract back into his warm home. Before he did so, Griz lifted his head and kissed his cumslit again.
The enite cock slid back into the sheath, which rested heavily on Griz's midesction. For a time, Griz basked in the after pleasure of the experience. Sitting up, he took in his strange appearance. He was a large, naked wolf sitting beside a city park's path, absolutely covered in his/Jack's cum, and was sporting a very large, unnaturally heavy sheath. He decided that it probably wouldn't be too long before a another fur wandered along here, so he rose and went to grab his worn out shorts. They barely managed to contain Jack, who created a large, fairly flat bulge in them because of his heaviness.
Looking around, Griz decided that he would make his way back through the thick trees, not wanting anyfurs seeing him covered in cum. He made his way into the treeline and started to walk inward when he heard a noise on the path. A raccoon was walking along toward the bench are where Jack and Griz had come together. Griz, getting an idea, looked down at his crotch and asked: "Hey, Jack, are you hungry after all that? Would you like a snack?"
Jack responded, his tip protruding from Griz's sheath, but being oscured by the shorts. Griz chuckled and looked over at the raccoon, who had stopped to inspect a large amount of semen he saw on the grass. Silently, Griz stalked over closer to the raccoon... Before exiting the trees, he looked down at Jack.
"I love you, Jack... From now on, I'm gonna give you all the love you'll ever need."
THE END
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