Seeing Spots
An overworked and stressed out young man has tried and failed to find relaxation in late night workouts at his gym. Little does he suspect that a friendly fox has a better ideas on teaching him to relax...
This was another request from my friend Haurbus.
Seeing Spots
This is a work of pornographic fiction involving an adult male being turned into a horny hyena girl by a lecherous but helpful fox. It involves both M/M and M/F sex. If this is not up your alley, or you are not of legal age to view pornography, kindly GTFO. Otherwise, have fun!
After going at it for what seemed like hours, Trevor finally slowed down his frenzied pace to a more manageable one. His breath was coming in short, ragged pants and sweat practically poured off of his body. His motions slowed, hanging on the edge of each gyration, allowing him to bask in the moment. This was always the sweetest part... Stopping.
Trevor hopped off of the elliptical without even waiting for it to stop and jogged over to where his water and towel were. He chugged the brisk cold water like a man dying in the desert, then wiped his dark brown hair of sweat. After such a rush, his workout clothes were pretty thoroughly stained with his exertion, and he was practically itching to peel them off... But unfortunately he had to wait, even if the gym was practically deserted.
One of the biggest perks to a 24 hour gym and working late shift was that the gym was a total wasteland when he came to work out. There were rarely more than five or six other people in the entirety of the huge building, and it really made Trevor feel like he practically owned the place. The privacy was great with just the gym, but it was the other afterhours activities where a little alone time was REALLY appreciated.
Trevor's goal in coming to the gym was never really to get buff or ripped. To that end, he stayed mainly on the elliptical and treadmill, with occasional forays into weight lifting and more strenuous exercises. The entire reason he'd started coming to the gym was a suggestion from his boss. The skunk-man showed a real interest in Trevor's well-being, and had suggested with how stressed he was at work that he come here and "relieve his tensions". He'd even suggested the after-hours idea to Trevor, which had turned out to be the best idea the skunk-man had ever had.
Tonight was especially desolate. In all of his routine thus far, Trevor had only spotted two other people. One was a chubby soccer mom who seemed content to just stick to the elliptical, lost in her headset to the point she probably hadn't even noticed him. The other one he'd only seen across the gym, but it looked to be a grey furred anthropomorphic canine of some sort.
Trev wasn't especially familiar with anthros, despite his boss being as friendly as he was. He didn't have many anthros as friends, and tended to keep his distance from them. It wasn't that he really *disliked* them, but something about them just always made him vaguely uncomfortable. His family had always been pure human, and they'd never really associated with anthros once the races started to mix. So far Trev hadn't even gotten close enough to tell this one's gender, but he hoped he'd have the men's locker room all to himself that evening.
The exhausted man went over to the shower rooms and quickly stripped off the sweaty clothes that clung to his skin. He tossed them all into the locker quickly and snagged a towel off of the rack. Trevor certainly had nothing to be ashamed of... He had a decently athletic looking build due to his quick metabolism, so he looked lean and fit even if he wasn't particularly muscular. Even flaccid, a quick glance showed that he was packing downstairs. Even still, he felt better not having tons of eyes on him while he was nude. Showering in peace was far more relaxing.
Now completely in the nude, Trevor walked into the blue-tiled shower room and turned on the water, letting the refreshing gush of warmth wash away the funk he'd built up. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, letting the water rinse through his matted hair, just savoring the heat running over him and cleaning him. That's when the feeling hit him... the feeling that someone was watching him. Trevor's eyes snapped open in a flash, his wet hair whipping around as he glanced wildly around the shower room. The room was just as empty as when he started.
Trevor tried to get back to his washing... back to enjoying the warmth of the shower's spray running over his naked body, the serenity of the empty showers. But he couldn't. His eyes constantly darted around the shower room, but he never caught so much as a hint or shadow of another person. Despite that, no matter what he did, he just couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching him. Perhaps there was some new camera installed that he couldn't spot... Either way, Trevor wasn't fond of the idea of someone spying on his family jewels, so he quickly moved to go dry off in the locker room.
Once Trevor was in the lockers, he finally felt like the creepy sensation of someone watching him was gone. Convinced it was probably just paranoia, or perhaps a hidden camera (purely for security reasons, of course), he finally allowed himself to breathe and relax again. He wasn't going to let it bother him. After all, he still had the best part of his night ahead of him. The workout and the shower were certainly part of his weekly relaxation routine, but they paled in comparison to what awaited him next.
The still dripping businessman left his clothes in the locker where they were and grabbed a fresh towel, wrapping it around his waist. He left the locker room with a swagger, once again in a pleasant mood as the king of the night-time gym, and headed for the nearby hallway with the big wooden sign above it. The sign was made of real wood, designed to try to look old with a bit of a Scandinavian design, and spelled out in big stylized red letters "The Hot Box".
As he approached the door, the hair of the back of Trevor's neck rose slightly. The feeling was back again- the feeling of eyes watching him. Trevor spun around in the narrow hallway, looking all over the lockers he came from... what he could see of them, at least. There was still nothing, just the silence of the empty gym. The tired man sighed to himself and turned back around to enter the sauna. It was nerves, that was all, right? He'd been working too hard lately and it was starting to get to him. His boss had said he needed to relax more, and that was exactly what he was going to do.
The Hot Room was laid out like a traditional Finnish sauna, with most of the room was covered in wooden seating areas, and the center of the room was dominated by the large stove and stones used to provide heat to the room. There was also a nearby realistic looking water pump used to produce water to throw onto the stones to produce the typical burst of steam that a wet sauna was famous for. Where The Hot Room diverged from the usual sauna was the big screen TV... The TV was mounted just outside the sauna itself, behind thick glass designed to insulate it from the heat and moisture of the room. It made an absolutely perfect viewing experience while one relaxed in the steamy heat.
Trevor looked over at the sign on the wall warning about the sauna. Pregnant women shouldn't use it, people with heart conditions shouldn't use it, don't drink alcohol, blah blah blah. He didn't care... he loved drinking in the sauna. The heat made the booze feel like it went right to his head, and it wasn't like he didn't have water, right? Trev flopped back against the wooden seats, turned on the big game, and chugged his beer, settling in for a good hour in the sauna.
Sitting up groggy and bleary-eyed, Trevor moved his hands up to rub at his eyes and focus his vision. He was seeing spots and felt both disoriented and dehydrated. As Trevor slowly came to his senses he realized 3 things:
1.) He had obviously fallen asleep in the sauna, as dangerous as that was.
2.) There was a water bottle being slowly emptied over his face
3.) That water bottle was being emptied by a large bipedal fox
The combination of all those things together was enough to send Trevor scrambling up the wall in panic, leaving his towel forgotten and abandoned on the floor. He perched atop one of the wooden stands, looking for all the world like he was about be attacked. The reaction seemed to draw little more than an amused smirk from the muzzle of the large vulpine creature.
"Jeez, that's no way to repay someone for saving your life." The big fox beast quipped.
Trevor almost blushed beet red as he realized how silly his situation would've looked to anyone looking on - him, pressed against the wall in terror, while a confused anthro stood nearby threatening him with a water bottle. He slowly climbed back off of the bench and got back down in his seat, trying to hide his look of sheer embarrassment.
"Uh... Yeah... T-thanks for that. I must've had a little too much to drink..." Trevor muttered out sheepishly. "My uh... my name's Trevor..."
"Haurbus." The fox quipped out, offering his paw to the other man.
Trevor took the hand and finally took a moment to look the anthropomorphic fox over. He was definitely the one Trevor had seen working out across the gym from him earlier. At this distance, it was easy to tell he was male by the fuzzy sheath dangling between his legs. Trevor had always found the equipment vaguely strange, compared to his own. The fox's body was slim and athletic, but astoundingly tall... at least a full head taller than Trevor. Perhaps the most piercing feature about him though was his mane - it was a brilliantly dark blue color. The fox's eyes even matched the mane, making Trevor wonder if the effect was dye and contacts or if the bizarre coloration was actually natural.
A slight cough drew Trevor out of his near-trance, realizing he'd been looking the fox up and down but had not actually reached out and shaken his paw yet. He finally extended his hand and shook, still looking more than a little nervous. A fact that certainly wasn't wasted on Haurbus...
"You still look so nervous and strung-out." The fox quipped, turning around from Trevor and taking a long quaff from a second water bottle. Unbeknownst to the human, the fox was adding a little bit of his own special secret to the water bottle, a cool teal mist seeping from his snout into the bottle and mixing with the liquid. Within a second the mist had disappeared, leaving the water-bottle as unassuming it began.
"Here, take a drink. You're probably still dehydrated." Haurbus said with a grin, turning and shoving the water-bottle back into Trevor's hands.
Trevor briefly looked apprehensively at the water bottle. The fox had just been drinking from it, and... he wasn't quite sure what kind of backwash these anthros had. Still, he couldn't deny how parched he was. Without really thinking, he tipped back the water bottle and downed the entire contents in several long, deep glups. Were Trevor less distracted, he would've seen the grin splitting ear to ear across Haurbus' muzzle.
Upon imbibing the water, the fox's magic almost immediately went to work, causing faint blue swirls of power to race though the man's body. Trevor gripped his stomach as it gurgled and rumbled... before the strangest thing happened. Underneath his hands, Trevor felt his normal treasure trail... changing... becoming less the course hair he was used to, and more of a fine, golden pelt.
"There, isn't that better? But what you really need... is to loosen up." The large, dark colored fox said, hiding his grin behind a mask of concern. He took the nearby TV remote in his paws and swapped the game that was on to a stand-up comedian performing. Trevor was baffled as to why the fox seemed to be utterly unconcerned about the patch of fur growing on his stomach, but for some reason his curiosity got the better of him to look at the television.
"So I saw a documentary about beavers last night..." The young, tan comedian on the screen said. "It was the best dam movie I'd seen all year."
The joke really shouldn't have been funny. Yet, for some reason, Trevor couldn't help burst out giggling. Trevor's hands flew up to cover his mouth to try to stifle the sudden uproar of laughter, but something felt... off. His hands felt awkward, thick, and... fuzzy. And each giggle escaping his mouth only seemed to make matters worse.
The startled man pulled his hands away and looked at them in confusion. Hands wasn't really the correct term for them anymore - Trevor's mitts were now covered in dark brown fur and possessed dark black paw pads like an animal. Making matters worse, the fur appeared to be creeping down his wrists every second...
"What, what the hell is going on?!" Trevor managed to squeak out, still starring at his new paws in shock and confusion.
"You know, you really shouldn't try to hold it in, it's only going to make matters worse..." the grey-furred fox intoned, looking amused but not at all worried by the turn of events. His tail was even twitching with what looked like excitement. "You got it all over your hands now... And your face."
Trevor had forgotten the fox was even there until he spoke. He shot the vulpine creature a look of pure anger, suspecting his visitor probably had more than a little to do with what was happening to him.
"You, you're doing this aren't y-" Trevor exclaimed angrily before the fox cut him off.
"Tut tut, you're going to miss the performance!" The blue-maned fox quipped, pointing over at the television with a paw. Trevor wasn't interested in what it was, but it was almost as if he couldn't help looking over.
The comedian on TV had continued on without the changing man noticing. Now he was discussing some vacation to Russia. "You know those Russian dolls? I'm really starting to hate them." The comedian on the TV asked. "They're so full of themselves."
Once again a furious bought of laughter welled up in Trevor's throat. Despite the fox's warning, his new paws flew up to cover his mouth again. The gesture, however, seemed to be getting far less effective as something forced Trevor's hands away from his face. It took the transforming man a second to realize the thing pushing his hands away from his face... was his face.
Second by second, Trevor's face was extending into the big, blocky snout of an anthropomorphic hyena. That wasn't all. As his nose darkened and shifted towards a more canine shape, the room EXPLODED into a cornucopia of scents. The stale scent of the beer in the bottle he had, the pungent musky smell of the fox, and his own scent that was becoming far less human by the second. Given the wet, steamy room, the grey-furred canine's fur was partially matted to his body by steam and sweat, and his scent was intense. Perhaps most confusingly to Trevor, the thick, animalistic, and heavily masculine scent of the fox smelled... good. It was even causing his towel to stir just a little with arousal.
"But seriously, one of my best friends is Russian... But that's because he always forgets to set his alarm." The comedian continued, before going into more discussion about his vacation.
Trevor tried to hold it in. He tried not to laugh. It wasn't even funny! But... he couldn't help it; he cracked up again. Every chuckle that erupted from Trevor's belly caused the golden fur on his stomach to spread further, developing spots and resembling the fur of a spotted hyena. As the fur engulfed his pecs, it seemed to avoid his nipples completely, but the flesh there turned a dark dusky black color. If Trevor didn't know better, he'd swear his nipples had even gotten a little bigger...
Trevor could already feel his ears moving up towards the top of his head, becoming rounded and fuzzy. He could feel the change seeping over his head, not just altering his skin and bone... but actually his instincts. The sensation of the change entering his brain made him feel dizzy and light-headed.
"Why... why are you... ahaha... doing this?" Trevor gasped out between giggle fits.
"Because." The fox said with a sly smirk playing across his muzzle, "You come here to relax, right? But every time I've seen you... you just look so tense. You just need to learn to loosen up a little."
Almost as soon as the fox finished speaking, he reached out and traced his claws gently and teasingly over the changing human's sides, tickling him. Trevor's hyper-sensitive changing body couldn't take it, and he burst out into another hysterical fit of laughter. A fit of laughter that caused the fur on his body to quickly race down his arms, and past his belly button to his...
"Cock!" the changing hyena yelped out as the fur suddenly enveloped that oh-so-sensitive region. The change hitting his dick was like being hit with a lightning bolt, the heat and warmth of the change surging up into it and making him absolutely hard as a rock. In no time at all his rather impressive 8" erection was throbbing and twitching against his chest.
Haurbus looked down at the throbbing length between Trevor's legs with a wicked, predatory smile. "Oh, it looks like we've gotten to the best part! I said you needed to learn to relax... Let me help you with that."
Trevor was about to question what the fox meant, before the creature suddenly lunged between his legs and that large vulpine muzzle absolutely enveloped this throbbing shaft. Both of Trevor's hands went up to Haurbus' head, determined to pull the intruding fox's snout away... before the first few laps of that warm, velvety tongue hit his length. For some reason, Trevor's shaft was *blazingly* sensitive - each lick made him shudder from head to toe with pleasure. The anthro was giving Trevor the best blowjob he'd ever received in his life, and it suddenly occured to him that... he really had no reason to complain about that.
"Nnnggh... Dear lord you're good at that..." Trevor panted, his new hyena tongue flopping out of his muzzle in bliss. Both of his hands, or rather, paws, relaxed their grip on the fox's head, just scratching at his ears and encouraging him onwards.
Haurbus gave a grunt of reply from around the man's shaft then pulled off with a flourish of his tongue. "You just lay back and relax. Let me take care of this. I promise by the end of the night, you'll be more satisfied than you've ever been before." His tongue danced along Trevor's head, causing him to spurt a thick gob of precum into the fox's maw... and also causing his shaft to grow slightly smaller.
Of course, this fact went completely unbenownst to Trevor, who noticed nothing more than the fact the spurt was exceptionally pleasurable. He laid back against the wooden seat, closing his eyes and resting his bulkier head on the thick ruff of hyena mane that had grown out behind him, determined to enjoy himself.
The devious fox just grinned inwardly to himself as he continued suckling upon the hefty shaft below him, though it was growing a little less hefty with each tug of his muzzle. With each shuddering grunt Trevor gave, and each wet splurt of precum his shaft leaked into Haurbus' muzzle, the changing man's pole quivered and shrunk, literally spilling the essence of his masculinity into the fox's waiting mouth.
One of Haurbus' black furred paws moved up to cup, rub, and gently squeeze at Trevor's dangling orbs. Despite his sack turning the same dark color as his skin, it wasn't growing any fur like the rest of his body. The orbs within were clenching, churning, and pulling up closer and closer to Trevor's body as they gave away his virility to the trickster blowing him. His impressive eight inch shaft had already shrunk down to a mere five inches...But Haurbus wasn't content with merely shrinking the man's dick.
Taking a deep breath, the mana-fox focused his magic, intensifying the effect coursing through Trevor's body. To Trevor, it felt like a lovely, pleasurable tingle was spreading throughout all of his limbs. To Haurbus, it was like drinking down delicious nectar as the spell latched onto the rest of the spotted hyena's masculinity and pulled it down through the changing man's shaft and into his hungry snout.
Bit by bit, parts of the changing man reshaped. Trevor's arms, which had become much stronger and heavier since he started going to the gym, began to become more slender and shapely, while retaining some of the strength he had built. His once broad, masculine shoulders slimmed down slightly, to a more feminine figure. It seemed like all of that excess mass had to end up going somewhere though, and with each tug of the fox's muzzle, Trevor's pecs slowly started to push outwards.
Up until that point, Trevor had been fairly blissfully unaware of the changes going on to his body. The strangeness of the growing weight settling upon his chest, however, was enough to cause the blissed-out hyena to sit up groggily and look down at himself.
"W-what?!" Trevor practically squeaked out when he saw the swelling mounds on his chest. The sound of his own voice surprised him. It was both harsher sounding as the anthropomorphic monster he was becoming, but also somehow higher in pitch...
"Tsk, didn't I tell you to just relax and let me take care of this?" the fox said slyly, pulling his muzzle away from the changing human's crotch and starting to stand.
With the fox's muzzle removed, Trevor could see the changes to his pride, and the sight made his heart sink in his chest. Normally his manhood would've been the envy of any man at a hefty 8", but now it had dwindled down to the point it was only as long and as thick as his middle finger! His balls hadn't fared much better, has sack having shrunk down to a dinky pair of marbles that would've looked more appropriate on a child than a grown man - much less the hyena beast he was rapidly becoming.
"Now wait j-" Trevor started to say, before suddenly he was silenced by the fox's muzzle pulling him into a kiss. That same magical blue mist that had spiked his water bottle filled his snout and rolled down his throat, and soon a sense of calm washed over the panic-stricken man. Why was he worrying anyway? He'd come here to relax, and that was exactly what this generous fox was helping him do...
"That's right..." The fox said as he pulled his muzzle away. Both of his paws moved up to those growing mounds on Trevor's chest, squeezing them gently and rubbing his thumbs over the perky nipples. The sensation was like nothing Trevor had experienced before, and his head flopped back against the seat again, tongue lolling out of his muzzle.
Each stroke of the fox's fingers caused the stiff nubs of flesh atop Trevor's swelling chest to grow a little larger, the areole expanding from a modest male size to that of a busty girl. The flesh underneath expanded to match, pulling more of the former male's muscle away; the small mounds steadily ballooning outwards, from a small B cup to a nice paw filling C. Trevor was too far gone to care at this point, the feeling of the fox's paws massaging and rubbing at his new breasts was incredible. He wasn't sure why he hadn't gotten a pair of these sooner...
"Now it's time for the best part." The sly fox teased. He took both of Trevor's paws and moved them to her new tits, giving a light squeeze. "You just keep playing with these, I've got something else to attend to..."
"Mmm... wassat?" the changing hyena muttered dreamily, his paws still squeezing and groping at his new breasts just as the fox had commanded. With his eyes closed, he didn't even see the vulpine creature lowering itself back down between his legs.
"This." the mana fox quipped before suddenly enveloping what was left of the male's throbbing, twitching shaft in his maw and starting to suck and slurp along it with redoubled vigor.
The sensation was indescribable. Each lick, slurp, and tug against his shaft was practically as intense as a full orgasm, and it had Trevor quickly devolved into a whining, moaning mess. Both of his paws flew down to grip the fox by the head, squeezing tightly as he bucked his hips up and thrust his little shaft against the that wonderful slurping tongue. Trevor could feel his balls churning, pulling even tighter against his body, growing closer and closer to a peak he just couldn't quite reach...
Then, all at once, it hit him. Trevor tossed back his head against the bench, moaning like the bitch in heat he was rapidly becoming as the most intense orgasm of his life overwhelmed him. His throbbing finger of a cock absolutely erupted, sending blast after blast of his seed into the fox's hungrily slurping maw. With each pulse of seed, his tiny excuse for a shaft grew even smaller, and the outline of his balls grew fainter and fainter within his sack.
"NNGGH, YESS!" Trevor cried out. To him, it felt like he just couldn't stop cumming. Each blast felt more pleasurable and intense than the last, even though each spurt into the fox's mouth was thinner, weaker, and more watery. Each each splurt of his dwindling shaft, Trevor's hips grew a little wider and more womanly and his butt got just a little more rounded and squeezable - and the fox's paws wasted no time sliding behind Trevor and doing just that.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Trevor's orgasm tapered off... only to have him greeted by an even more unusual sensation: The feeling of the fox's tongue sliding _inside_of him.
At first, Trevor thought his mind was decieving him - that the fox had moved lower between his legs to his rump. However, a quick glance down soundly defeated that idea. The vulpine trickster's snout was still planted firmly between his legs, licking away even more energetically than before, like a little kid with his favorite ice cream... and each lick felt amazing. Trevor's legs couldn't help but tense, toes curling in pleasure at the alien sensation of the broad tongue slurping over and between his new virginal lips. Her new virginal lips.
"Nnn... H-hey... I'm not... I'm not a..." Trev weakly protested. This wasn't right, he wasn't a girl! It did feel really good though... so much better than when he'd jerked off as a guy. His paws... her paws... moved to the back of the fox's head, urging him onward. Each lick made Trev squirm and dig her claws into the fox's ears, a strange new warmth building in her loins. She could feel herself getting closer... and closer...
"You're not what? Is there something wrong, Treva?" the fox said as he pulled his snout away, slurping it clean of the juices from the new needy snatch in front of him. Trev immediately started to come down from the peak she was so close to obtaining.
"Treva" hesitated. Somewhere in the back of her mind, something told her to yell at the fox; to protest that she wasn't a girl, to demand that he change her back. But the front half of her mind wanted little more than for the fox to finish the job he'd started... She was so horny and worked up, and the fox's snout licking her had felt so much better than anything she'd ever felt as a male. And after all, wasn't she here to relax?
"I'm not finished yet." Treva said with a wry grin. She moved her paw between her legs, spreading her lips apart to give the fox a good display of her damp snatch. She could smell her own needy, feminine scent, so different from when she was a male - and so excited. "Don't leave a girl hanging..."
Haurbus returned the grin even widely and more wickedly, sliding his paws up along the legs of the shapely new hyena girl and pulling them up over his shoulders as he stood up. The fox was hard as a rock, a thin trail of precum leaking from the tip of his pointed, canine shaft. He moved one paw down, lining himself up with the newly minted hyena lass' wet lips.
"Wouldn't dream of it." he said, still grinning like a fool, before plunging several inches of his thick canine meat into the hyena girl's new pussy.
Treva hadn't ever experienced any form of penetration as a man. The feeling of that pulsating, thick warm spire spearing into her was utterly foreign, bizarre, and... amazing. It was like her new walls had been crafted specifically to the molds and contours of the vulpine cock sliding into her - just tight enough for it to be snug and pleasurable without the strain of being spread open actually hurting. Each inch pressing into her brought a little wave of warm and pleasure through her nethers, making the newly minted bitch squirm slightly. As lost as she was in the new feelings washing her, she didn't even notice the fox had hilted in her until she felt the ruff of his pubic fur tickling the little nub that used to be her cock.
The pair's eyes met only briefly once the fox was fully within her. They both knew what they wanted, and they both knew exactly how to get it. Without wasting a breath the fox rolled his hips backwards and withdrew himself, tugging along his hyena lover's new walls, before plunging himself back in almost to the hilt. The thrust almost took Treva's breath away, her paws instinctively moving to grip onto Haurbus' shoulders as a bolt of pleasure shot up through her. Before the first jolt of bliss even faded, that hefty shaft withdrew again, and plunged once more into her aching new pussy. In no time at all, the fox atop her had settled into a comfortable pace, plunging himself into her over and over.
The new hyena lass' head rolled backwards in pleasure, tongue flopping out of her snout. She wrapped her legs around her lover's vulpine hips, pushing herself back against him and rocking her entire body in time with his thrusts. Both of her arms wrapped around his neck, her new blunt claws digging against the fox's skin and fur with each powerful thrust. Her entire body was writhing, moans escaping her constantly. She couldn't believe the electric dance playing through the nerves of her abdomen, bringing a rising, growing heat that spread throughout her gut. She had never experienced the sensation before, but it didn't take her long to figure out what was happening.
"Ahh... I... I'm close... I'm g-gonna..." she whimpered out in between whining moans of bliss.
This only seemed to cause the grinning fox to redouble his efforts. Treva could feel his knot pumping full of blood and swelling up, the thick bulb now pressing her lips further apart with each thrust. The feel of that hefty knot of flesh pressing against her clit, the oh-so-sensitive remnants of her former male pride, with all those nerves concentrated down to such a small point.. it was almost too much to take, nothing but whines of pure bliss escaping her.
It only took a few more thrusts for the eager fox to finally drive himself home and force that thick, throbbing knot past the hyena bitch's wet opening. Her lips stretched, strained, and then slipped around that knot, tying them together. It was too much for Trev to take. She exploded into a barking, whooping cry of ecstasy as her first female orgasm tore through her like a hurricane, fire racing through her veins as her pussy spasmed wildly around the hefty knot wedged into her, milking and squeezing that heavenly rod desperately.
The result was almost instantaneous. With his own yipping cry of bliss, Haurbus' cock erupted within her, filling her to the brim with his hot, potent seed. The fox seemed more than a little pent up, jet after jet of hot, pearly essence firing deep within her. She felt that pool of life giving essence quickly building, her stomach practically expanding outwards from the sheer volume, trapped by the fox's hefty knot with only the barest trace of cum leaking out past her stretched lips.
Even after the torrent of seed spurting into Trev's new depths finally tappered off, the pair just stayed tied together, arms tight around each other and muzzles open and panting, for what felt like a pleasurable eternity. It was only once the fox's knot finally began to soften and his shaft began to withdraw a little that Trev's blissed-out reverie shattered and she realized she was still entangled with the handsome vulpine. The look on the fox's face was practically sheepish at this point, as though worried about the reaction from the rather strong hyena lady.
It took several more minutes before Treva could think of anything to say, but when something finally left her snout it was:
"So... how long is this supposed to last?"
Haurbus smiled some, unwrapping his arms from behind Trev's fuzzy back and sitting them to either side of the sauna. He slowled withdrew his cock from her stretched, well used cunt, leaving a thin trail of seed stretched between them, before speaking.
"As long as you want it to. If you go back to your normal, boring life you'll be back to normal in a couple days... But keep a smile on your face and keep trying out that new equipment of yours and..."
"And?" Trev asked, one of her eyebrows going up.
"It'll stick permanently in about a month. Totally up to you, of course. You have to admit, though... This HAS to be the most loosened up you've ever been in your entire life."
One of the fox's paws slipped forward to rub between the hyena's legs, a pair of fingers stretching the wide-spread lips, as though to emphasize the double entendre.
Trev couldn't help but laugh at the comment. Haurbus was right.. She hadn't been expecting tonight, but she couldn't recall a time in her life she'd felt as good as she'd felt tonight. She'd really need to weigh whether it was worth it to...
*SKREEEEEK*
Treva's line of thought was quickly disrupted by the sound of the door swinging open once again. A nervous looking man probably in his early 40s with salt and pepper hair was there, starring wide eyed and slack jawed. He probably hadn't expected to see the completely naked form of a half-hard male fox and a messy hyena girl any more than they'd expected to see him. His water bottled fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Haurbus... He seems tense. I think we should help him relax too, don't you?" Treva said before bursting into a fit of raucous, hyena-like laughter.
Haurbus couldn't help but laugh a little himself, a maniacal grin spreading over his snout as he looked towards the door.
"Yes, lets."