The Dream That Turned Real, Part 2
#2 of The Dream That Turned Real
(REVISED 8-10-11)
The Dream That Turned Real, Part 2
By Triple xXx Werewolf
For Sofurry.com
Second part of my 'Adventure'. Rules from the first part apply here. Time in-story, right after part 1, is 7:58.
We were still hugging, kissing, and sharing our puke and his cum back and forth when we heard a voice say "aww, isn't that cute?"
I passed the vomit back to Ryan, who held it in his cheek pouches like a squirrel did, before breaking the kiss, and we looked to see where the voice was coming from. Believe it or not, it was the silver fox from the bar, with Diablo at his side. Wide eyed, i let out a short "AHH!" before ducking into the wolf seed. Ryan looked down at where i was, before tilting his head back and swallowing the vomit load and turned to Kraig.
"Hey, guys" he said in a relaxed tone as i rose up from the stuff and sat up. "Kraig, can i talk to you for a moment?"
"Sure. About what?" Kraig said, padding over to Ryan. Ryan pulled Kraig in close to him until their noses were almost touching.
"Kraig, why do you think i told you not to come here tonight?"
"Well--"
"Well, what? and why'd you bring Dee with you?"
"Because--"
"Because why?" Ryan said, irritated, then calmed down and said "Look. Just go. Take the camel, and go back to the bar."
Their 'conversation' went on as Dee came over and tapped me on the shoulder, drawing my attention from Ryan and Kraig to the camel. Eyeing him from top to bottom, i noticed he had a moderate build on him, with blueish-gray eyes, standing at roughly 5' 9" tall.
"So, ah, havin' fun tonight?" Dee asked.
"Yeah, everything's great, why? i said back.
"Cuz i want to... apologize about what i did to ya back at the bar earlier. Kraig owns half the place, and has this rule about furres bringin' humans to the bar, so i was doin' my duties, so when i saw you, i thought, 'Whazza human doin' here?' But then after Ryan pinned me like i'd done to you, i felt bad about doin' what i did, so i had Kraig bring me here so i could apologise to you."
"Okay, apology accepted" i said. "And if Kraig owns half of the bar, who owns the other half?"
"His mate. He left the fox to go traveling. Plus, the rule was there before i was hired as security. Why they made it, i don't know." he said.
"Interesting." i replied as the conversation between Ryan and Kraig subsided. We turned to see the silver-white fox who had already taken his shirt/vest off, showing off his muscles, which, even for a fox, was impressive.
"So, uh, Ry, what are you guys soaking in right now? Smells kinda--" Dee said before waving his hand in front of his nose.
Ryan and i looked at each other, before Ryan stood up and showed off, and grabbed his balls before sitting back down.
"All i needed to know." the camel said, putting his hands in front of his face and looked away.
"So..." Kraig said, getting our attention, "I take it you've mated already?" I blushed at that, embarassed. And i never blush. Ever.
"What?" Ryan said, pretending he was deaf. Dee just rolled his eyes.
"Have you two had sex with each other?" Kraig said, playing along.
"What?" Ryan asked again.
"_ DID YOU GUYS FUCK YET? _" Dee shouted, indirectly in my ear.
"Ow, dude!" i half shouted.
"Oops, sorry. I-i'll make it up to you later." he apologized again as i rubbed my ear.
"HELL YEAH WE FUCKED!" Ryan bellowed, covering my ears just in time for the blast that blew Dee's shades off his head. "I mean, how else would the tub be full of this stuff?" he said, holding a pawful of cum in the camel's face.
"A little t.m.i., don't ya think?" Dee said after Ryan pulled his paw back before making gestures to the fox, indicating he wanted the fox to ask something, which the fox nodded to. The three of us looked at the fox.
"Um, Ryan, you dont mind me asking if we can join you guys and continue the fun?"
"And why is that?" Ryan asked back as we heard a bike pull up, blaring 'Land Down Under' before the bike was shut off.
"Cuz two's a couple, but six's a pahty, mates!"
We all turned to the direction the voice was coming from, to see a dingo, standing around 6'8" digitigrade, with hyena markings on his fur, and an outfit that could best be described as a mix between 'Indiana Jones' and 'crocodile dundee', with Dundee's clothing, with Jones's hat and whip. Behind him was a slim bear, around 7'2" plantigrade, with a 50/50 mix of black and brown fur, with a lighter brown up front, from his throat that faded to polar bear white midway to his pants, as far as i could tell, with more muscle than fat that could rival Ryan's, wearing the opposite of the dingo: Indiana jones's clothing, with Dundee's hat and knife.
They walked over, the dingo saying, "What're we havin' 'ere, a pool pahty?" i swore he sounded like the guy that did the voiceover for the older 'outback steakhouse' commercials.
"My woofy! you're back!" Kraig said, running over to the dingo.
"Ah, there's mah little gilah monstah, cum'ere and give Ding-ee a hug!" as he picked up Kraig with almost no effort at all.
"How the hell does everyone find this place?!" Ryan said, amused.
"Probably from all the noise." Dee said.
"Wrong answer, camel." Ryan said. Kraig and his mate broke the hug and padded over to us, and the dingo put a paw on the tub next to me. "Evening." he nodded to Ryan.
"Ya think?" Ryan said. "Naw, i'm kidding, but, yeah, back atcha buddy."
"Say, just what's this thing filled with, anyway?" the dingo sniffed the tub. "Smells loike... I can't quoite put my paw on it." After a pause, he asked: "Care ta tell me?"
He looked at Ryan, who looked at Dee, who the dingo turned to look at, before Dee pointed to Ryan while touching his own crotch. The dingo turned back to us and said "Must'ave been one heckuva pool pahty."
The dingo then stood behind me, put a paw on my shoulder, making Ryan flatten his ears back and pin the dingo with a look that said 'touch my boyfriend anywhere else, is the last time you're gonna use that hand'. The dingo then bent over me, locking eyes with me.
"G'day." he said as his hat brim was mere millimeters from the surface of the liquid.
Time seemed to freeze. 'Ew,' i thought, getting a load of whatever he ate as he blasted my nose. That would be one of a few things i could think of that would match the stench. I didn't need to think about it, lest i say something stupid about it and he makes me eat whatever he had, as i looked at the open-mouthed smile he was baring, and saw what i knew it was. 'Yep, it's that.' i thought, uttering it low enough to be barely audible to the predator above me. Time then unfroze. My eyes widend as he surprised me like he did.
"Wah!" i said in half-shock.
"Sorry 'bout that, little fella. i ain't gunna hurt ya. Name's Dan, i forgot ta say. What's your's?" Dan said softly, blasting more rankness in my face.
"That's my boyfriend, Mike." Ryan said through clenched teeth, putting a strong paw on Dan's shoulder, opposite the one Dan was supporting himself on me with. Dan looked up to see Ryan, staring at him, with a wicked, psychotic angry look, the right eyebrow angled low, the left one angled high, coupled with a dark, wicked smile pulled up the left side of his muzzle, looking like he's ready to bite Dan's head off.
Dan just pulled himself up and stepped away from me as i sat there, only to get in Ryan's face now.
Ryan growled low in his throat and said "You'd best back off, dog, before this is the last thing you see."
Dan just cocked an eyebrow and in a cocky voice, said "I ain't scareda you, mate, so you back off."
Ryan growled hard enough to make the pool shake as a now well-muscled Kraig stepped in between them and said "Well, i'm not scared of either of you, so break it up boys, come on."
"Only thing i'm gonna break is his hand!" Ryan growled as Dan copied his growl.
"Should we step in?" Dee said to the bear. "Y'know, separate them?"
The bear looked down at Dee and said "You get the dingo, i got the Wolf."
The camel instantly stiffened up as he recognized the voice. "M-Master?"
"Call me Horscht now." the bear said. "Now lets go get those two away from each other b'fore the Human freaks an' bails."
"Yessir!" Dee affirmated, saluting him. They walked over to them, Dee behind Dan, Horscht behind Ryan. In a team effort, Horscht grabbed Ryan in a bear-hug as Dee struggled to keep Dan at bay, away from the werewolf. Kraig just stood his ground between the two.
Ryan struggled against the bear's hold until he got tired and grumbled in disgust like a dog would. Dan, on the other paw, was trying a lot harder than Ryan to break free of the camel's uncanny strength, so Dee decided to put Dan in a sleeper hold, and right when he moved to do it, Kraig caught him and said
"Uh-uh, don't do that, camel." Dee had to obey Kraig's order, and just held Dan tight. Kraig walked over to Dan, whose eyes were bloodshot by now from straining against the camel, and whispered sweet nothings in his ear, making the dingo go limp in Dee's arms, and Dee almost flew backwards from the sudden lack of force.
I looked up at Ryan, who was still in the pool, but now he had his arms folded on the rim of the pool, his big canine head laying on top with a grin on his muzzle, looking at the trio, Dee, still holding Dan, who looked to be almost comatose, while Kraig was talking to Dan in a sweet voice, trying to make him forget about his near-clash with Ryan. Ryan noticed me staring at him and simply grinned before apologizing.
"Sometimes our instincts like to get the better of us." he said. I nodded, before looking at the bear, who smiled and winked at me before padding back to Dan.
I was caught off-guard as Ryan licked my face with his long lupine tounge.
"I love you, Ryan DuBon." i said.
"Love you too, Mikey." he replied as we went back to hugging for about two seconds before we were interuppted by Dan saying "Yeah i feel betta, hon, thanks.", followed by Kraig replying "Welcome, dear."
Once again we broke the hug and saw Dan and the others come up and Dan asked "So, as Kraig was sayin', Ryan, you guys don't mind havin' us over tonight, do ya? Ya know," he shook his body like he was dancing,"have a little 'fun'?"
Ryan turned to Dan with a look that said 'Seriously?', and said "Well, since the whole crew's here, ah what the hell? We're cool with it!"
"Gnarly, mate." Dan said in his thick aussie accent. "Coz i got somethin' ta show ya guys."
"Loike whot?" Ryan said, mocking Dan's accent, using a nicer version of his psycho-pissed-off look. Dan just rolled his silver-greenish-jade eyes and shook his head, before he said "I taught the bear a few tricks."
"Loike...?" Ryan said, now making fun of Dan.
Dan ignored it and continued. "Loike... Okay, it's easy if i show ya. Cum on everyone, Simon Says 'Strip down and get into the pool now', then."
Ryan covered my eyes for me as everyone got naked and got in, save for Dan and Horscht, as Ryan pulled me close to his huge muscley frame as we sat (from Dan's point of view) on the left.
"Good idea, Ry. Now then, Simon Says 'everyone find your mate and pull him close'." He looked at everyone. "Roight then" he said under his breath, "Lessee... Mikey and Ryan, Dee, Kraig, hmm... Noone find their fuck-buddie?"
"Only pairs here are me and Mike, Dee and the bear, and you and Kraig, man." Ryan told Dan.
"Hmm, ya gotta point there. Okay then, Horscht, wait for my sig." Dan said, before stripping down and climbing in next to Kraig as Ryan pulled his paw from my face.
"Wait a minute, this ain't roight. Dee, be a dear and get in between us an' them." Dan said, pointing his thumb at us.
Dee shuffled to get between us, probably to keep Ryan and Dan away from each other as i turned toward Ryan so as not to see the camel's butt.
"There, now. This is roight."
"Whatever, Goldilocks." Dee said as Horscht padded up to the pool, clothesless except for his banana hammock, which was housing some massive equipment, and put his paws on the rim, looking at Dan for a signal, when Dan said "Ready everyone? Ready Horscht? Okay, Horscht, letter rriipp, mate! Everyboday, mouths open!" in a growl.
We all opened our mouths as we saw Horscht grow to the size of a pickup truck and, making choking noises, he lurched foward as gallons upon gallons of hot bear slime poured all over us, burying us in Horscht vomit.
After the puking stopped, Ryan was the first to come up for air, pulling me up with him. He was about to lick me clean before Dan ate his way out, and with his maw full of bear puke, said, "No need for that, mate, We'll let Horscht do that." as i noticed the bear was back to his normal size.
'Size-shifter' i noted in my head. 'cool.'
Ryan raised his eyebrow. "How?"
"It's anutha one of the tricks i taught'im. Simon Says 'everyone outta the pool, then, frunt and centah'."
We pulled ourselves from the slop and got out, front and center, like he said.
"Now then, Horscht has the ability to- Well, it's basically being swallowed alive, but without the death and digestion." Dan shuddered. "Now he's more of a, ah, 'washing machine' as you blokes call it here. And i've trained him to keep his throat open to make sure that you don't suffocate while you're in him, as well as some other stuff i'll leave out 'till later."
"And who's first, then? Dee asked.
"Why, the 'uman, of course!" Dan said.
Ryan put a paw on his face and his mouth had a look that said 'oh, crap'.
"Hold, up. What?!" i exclaimed in surprise, with one brow raised.
"No worries, it's safe. Why, i've done gone through him more than a few times myself. You can trust me, mate."
"Are you sure it's safe?" Dee asked, raising his arm.
"Yeah, Dan, is it?" Ryan said, protecting me.
Dan sighed. "Foine. I shall now demonstrate Horscht's ability to be used as a living washing macine." With that, Dan and Horscht turned toward each other before Horscht grew to the size of a large elephant.
"Whoa," i said as the vomit-covered Dan was picked up and gently placed on the giant bear's tounge. "Macro."
Dan must've heard it, as he said "Not quoite. But just as large as a bull African Elephant! All rightie Horscht, do yer thing, mate." before sliding down the bear's throat and into his stomach.
Horscht then grabbed his now huge gut containing the dingo, and moved it in circles, tossing around Dan inside as we heard him grunting and laughing. For a bear, he had to have had a thin hide to be able to hear the dingo sloshing around in him.
After about two minutes in the bear, he told Horscht to throw him up. Horscht made retching actions before coughing up Dan, his fur wet, but clean. Everyone, save for me, 'ooh'ed at the sight of dan being undigested before Horscht raised his arm containing the dingo far above his head, Dan jumping off one of his fingers like a diving board before diving back into the bear, who now shrank to about the size of an appaloosa horse times two.
While Dan was in the bear's gut for the second time, we saw an impression of his paws and face as he asked "Should i come out the way i came in, or go all the way through him?"
"Go down low mate!" Dee said, snickering.
"Got it." Dan said. "Right, Horscht, open the gates, then."
Horscht then turned around and ripped off his underwear like Party Boy's velcro pants, before getting down on all fours and pushed the dingo out through his ass.
"Ooh, oh , heheheehee, that tickles!" Dan said, going through the bear's system.
We all watched as the bear's hole spasmed violently, meaning Dan was at the colon. Dan came out, feet first, from the bear's loose hole, and once they touched the ground, Dan was fully out of the bear, tail and all, and Horscht was back to normal size again.
"Wait a minute." Dee said, walking over to Dan, sniffing him. "He doesn't stink like bear shit, he's clean!" he said, walking back to us. We looked at Dan, his fur gleaming in the artificial light. "'Kay, moikey, yer next!" Dan said, waving at me.
"If you don't wanna do it, just let me know and i'll take your place." Ryan said to me.
"You're the best, Ry, but i'll be first." i replied.
"Now or nevah, mate!" Dan shouted.
"A'ight, let's do this." i said as Dan whispered something to Horscht, using both paws to cover the side of his mouth that was facing me. Horscht then grew to the size of a standard door, before picking my naked body up and asking,
"Head or Tail?"
"Tail." He then placed my feet on his rough but smooth, sandpaper-like tounge.
"Werda advice, mate. Make loike yer on a water slide as you go down, you shuld know how." Dan said, crossing his arms. I nodded and copied his action as i slid down Horscht's throat, before i hit his uvula and made him puke in his mouth, all over me again.
I heard Dan laughing his furry ass off as a punch landed, followed by Dan landing flat on his back with an "OOF!" and a weak "ow."
'goodbye cruel world', i thought as a joke to my current predicament as Horscht swallowed me down with his powerful throat muscles, massaging my cock enough to make me cum, and as i slid down, i licked at the spot where it was, getting a loud chuckle in return, as i slid further down, and finally dropped into the bear's stomach, where i found myself sitting in more bear puke up to my neck.
"Damn, bear, you're a fuggin' puke machine!" i said to Horscht, knowing he would hear me as he replied by shaking his gut, shaking me around. I honestly could not tell up from down, as i felt part of his stomach push in, in the shape of a paw.
"How's it in there, mate?" Dan asked.
"There's more bear puke in here!" i half shouted after i righted myself.
"Horscht?" Dan asked the bear.
"On it." he replied, before i felt him walking, stopping and then his stomach pushed up as both the puke and i were evacuated through his mouth, the trip up faster than down, as i landed in cold bear slime. i instantly scrambled to regain my bearings before a big paw scooped me out of the stuff. I cleared the shit from my eyes and opened them to see Ryan's face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Who got the bright idea to dump me in the soup?" i said, finding my choice of words better than normal.
"Soft landing?" Ryan chuckled, licking my face clean. We turned to see Horscht, in his normal muscular size, on all fours, with a hose up his tailhole, being pumped with something that looked like Windex to the point where it was literally coming out of his mouth, much like my experience with Ryan, except in his case, it would be classified as 'projectile vomiting', as the stuff flew out like Larry the Cable Guy in that one 'gravy place' skit. I traced the tube back to the bike, where i noticed it had a sidecar, and the sidecar had a tank of what was being pumped through Horscht, as i looked at him, it was as if he was enjoing the high pressure liquid going through him, i snuck a peek at the bruin's cock, which was dribbling with pre, trailing a line to the ground.
"Okay, i've run him through with bile; He's good for anutha go."
"Hydrochloric acid?" i asked.
"Looks like someone's got his brains sorted out. But it's the same strength as what's inside'ah you, pal." Dan said, moving to poke my belly with his finger, before Ryan quickly targeted the digit, and tried to nip at it, inches from my body, making Dan pull it back.
"Yoick! what's up yer arse, mate?"
"A lotta shit that i'm gonna make you eat if you keep it up." Ryan said with a laugh as he stood up.
Dee overheard this and simply shouted "Dan-ger Alert!". Ryan looked at the camel, relieving himself on a tree.
"Hey, Camel! Knock it off!" Ryan shouted to Dee.
"What? Just taking a piss, dude."
"Yeah, on my territory!"
Dee just let out a "Cheh" and resumed his 'duty'.
I looked at Horscht, who decided not to cover himself; rather displaying his full pride and glory to whoever dared to look. I then turned my focus on Dan.
"So, Horscht, how's that bile taste?" he said to the bear, who was padding toward us, holding his now- full gut.
"Ohh, kinda funky, Dan. I think it might've gotten--" Horscht groaned before his dam burst with full force, puking so hard, there wasn't a spot on any of us that was dry, as he shot the hot acid all over us like a geyser. After about two minutes he was completely empty. The camel, still next to the tree he was marking, looked in amazement as the bear spat a few times, wiping his mouth.
I was literaly stunned at what just happened: the bear puked hot stomach acid on us, yet, it didn't burn, or melt us, for that matter. I opened my eyes to find Ryan doing the same.
"RAARGH!" Ryan growled. _ "WHAT THE HELL, MAN?!" _ he shouted.
"Well,sorrey, mate." Dan defended himself. "That stuff's unpredictable!"
"Yeah, like what i'm about to do to you!"
"You guys! Break it up already, and call a truce!" the fox said, annoyed. "Otherwise, what of the human? Have you no respect?"
The three of them continued arguing as i slipped past their radars and over to a patch of grass that wasn't 'dirty', if you get the meaning, as Normal Horscht decided to follow me. Dee decided to join us as well.
"Sorry 'bout that, Mike. Sometimes i can't control that part of me."
" Is okay. i wasn't predicting it either."
"Bummer." Dee chimed in. I looked at the camel questioningly until he came up with the excuse "We know the Road Rovers, so when you said that, i knew--" i cut him off.
"Yeah, right. Dude, their show lasted only one season.How would-"
"Wait." Dee said, before sniffing me.
"Ew, what th-" i managed before he grabbed my arm and licked it and smacked his rubbery lips.
"Really, it's only as strong as my piss."
"Seriously?" i asked before licking my lips as he did. In fact, it wasn't strong at all. Really, it tasted kinda sweet, with the actual bile taste being as strong as citric acid, like orange juice, with almost as much sting as a lemon.
"Huh, not bad. Kinda like a Sour Punch Straw."
"Really?" Horscht said.
"Yeah. In fact... i think i'll have a second go through you."
"Awesome!" the bear said as he turned to the other three. "Hey, Ry! Kid wants another go! You cool with that?"
Ryan turned and stepped away from Dan, flipping him off in the process, walking towards us. "Yeah. If you let me do some stuff while he's in ya."
"I getchya." Horscht replied, then looked at me and asked "How big you want me to get?"
"I'll let you know. First let's try it as you are right now." i responded. Ryan watched as Horscht picked me up with little difficulty, and asked 'head or tails' again. I gave him my first answer, tails. Horscht then opened his maw as wide as it could get in his normal form, unhinging his lower jaw like a snake, trying to put me in feet-first like the last time. Unfortunately, i couldn't fit, so Ryan saw this and said "Half a foot, Horscht." He then grew to that half foot and tried again, with only my feet going in. "Let's try foot and a half." Horscht grew again, before my legs went in to the knees. Kraig, seeing us, ran up with a tape measure and measured me at the shoulders.
"Seven inches wide, Horscht. with your current size you should be able to gulp him down." And gulp he did, Using his throat muscles once again, easily pulling me back down, the feeling unmatched by anything else, yet. I felt my feet touch the stomach floor, and as my head went past the sphincter going to the stomach, i dropped down, experiencing the feelings i had the first time i went in, but now without the puke. Horscht's throat was still open, proving Dan's boasting, and i looked up to see the bear pointed his mouth toward one of the lights Ryan put up in the trees, before i felt Horscht ask, "So, how does it really feel like?"
"Like... Being in a sleeping bag, a 'mummy sack' almost." Ryan chuckled at my humor. "'Cept it's warm, and moist."
"Loike a fine-tuned piece of-" Dan said before the fox cut him off. "You mean, like taking a shower in a mummy sack?"
"What is with you guys tonight?" i asked before Horscht rumbled, "Wanna go out the back after we're done?"
"Meaning..."
"You get squeezed out his ass." Dee finished for me.
"Sure." i said as i felt Horscht go down to all fours, and i flopped on my belly as he went horizontal. It didn't take me long to figure out up from down, before something blocked the bear's maw, and something warmer than my surroundings flooded the bear's gut. It smelled like...
"Aw, man." i muttered as some got in my mouth, making me spit. After a few seconds the torrent of piss stopped, and the appendage removed itself, allowing the bear to take a deep breath, flooding his gut with fresh air.
It took me awhile to identify the scent when something pushed against the bear, pushing me facefirst into the urine, swallowing a bit of it on accident.
"Ugh- wait..." i said to myself, identifying the piss' scent. "OH, come on!" i half shouted as Ryan mounted the bruin's face, and came as if taking my words for a cue. I was suddenly flooded with werewolf urine and cum as his fire-hose cock stopped after a short while.
"'Kay, bear, start shaking!" i heard Ryan say, followed by the bear shaking me around as if he were dancing around like he had to piss, himself. I was shook up for a good minute before all the liquids were absorbed by the bear. I started to think ' Oh boy, not good." If the bear accidentally absorbed me right now, well, whatever happens, happens. Luckily he didn't, and just moved me down the line toward his bottom. It felt warm and weird at the same time, the intestinal walls pushing and pulling on me. The small intestines were indeed small, but not tight, constricting movement to a few inches, but i remained still and went along for the ride.
At the rate Horscht was pushing me towards his rear end, i almost fell asleep as i felt the sphincter to the large intestine going past me, the sudden transition from small and tight, to large but the bear kept his slimy grip on me as i was pushed into his colon, and the bear stopped, to let in a reverse fart, pushing bits of fresh air up to my head to breathe. I then felt Horscht ask "Ready?" I tried to project "Yeah" to him, but then he said "Just wiggle around a bit for 'yes'."
I did just that, wiggling around like i was a cock in there, before my feet passed out of his butt, being licked by someone.
Being kinda ticklish, the licking sent jolts of electric-like feelings to my dick, which was spurting again as i was pushed out all the way, closing my eyes just in time for my head to pass through his anal ring so as not to be flooded with light once i came out, opening them just a little to see Ryan, with his cock out, but limp.
"How'd it feel?"
"Weird... but in a good way."
"Wanna go through again, but in reverse?" Dan asked.
After a quick pause to catch my own breath, i replied "yeah, but could we make it go a little faster? I almost fell asleep in there."
The bruin behind me just chuckled and said "You got it."
"By the way, how long was i in there? Felt like an hour."
"Yeah, 'bout it." Dan said looking at his watch, hidden under his fur. "Fastest time would be a couple of minutes when he's macro. Then it's really loike a water slide!"
"I'm down with that, but we'll save that for later."
"Ready?" Ryan said, his cock back up to full hardness again.
"Oh, yeah." i replied as he gently sat me down on his length.
"Yeah, this is about to get good." the bear literaly spoke with his ass before opening up as ryan gently pushed me into the bear's ass as it pulled me in with little trouble as Ryan pulled out of me, pumping his cock in the bear's butt as Horscht stopped pulling me any further.
I felt Ryan go faster before he hilted and howled as he flooded the bear's heinie with his seed, the pressure forcing it up my ass as Horscht clamped down on both me and Ryan, and out of my mouth like last time. Ryan made sure no cum leaked out of the bruin's hole as he pulled out and replaced his cock with a butt-plug that had a knot on it.
"Don't you dare pull it out, mate. just clamp and shake!" i heard Dan say outside, as Horscht clamped down above my head and on the butt plug stuck in him, and opened up the area i was in, allowing me to move around a bit. 'Dang, if only i had night vision.' i thought, trying to hold my breath in the jizz.
For some reason, i felt kinda funny, like i was gonna change or something. I could feel Ryan's cum coagulate around me, and my body absorb what cum was in me. It was like the stuff had a mind of its own, as i felt it attach itself to my body and become fur, most likely my hair color, dark brown, a common werewolf color. I then felt it surround my feet, creating digitigrade legs and feet, before i felt the legs dissolve and get absorbed by Horscht.
Ryan then said, "I think he's been in there long enough." and pulled the plug out of the bear's butt, making it convulse, pushing me out again, into the pool of cum and puke. As i stood up and got out, i asked Horscht to not do that again, which he agreed to.
Ryan went over to the bruin and said "My turn!"
Horscht had Ryan in to the hips as i asked him how i looked.
"There's a full-length hanging on the door if ya wanna check." Ryan said. I walked past everyone and looked at myself in the mirror, and what i saw dissapointed me.
'Just the fur?' I thought. "Mission Control Ryan, we got a problem here!" i shouted to Ryan, who then tickled Horscht's uvula with his tail, making the bear shoot him straight up and out like a cannon, before doing a somersault in the air before landing on his feet making the ground shake, and calmly padded over towards me.
"What's wrong, babe?" he asked, his voice full of concern.
"Man," i started, "I thought it was gonna be a full transform. Now i look like the '41 'Wolfman!"
"Or the oh-ten version." Kraig said, trying to cheer me up. "Not helping?"
Ryan gave him a 'Duh!' look.
"What'djoo do, Horscht?" Dan asked. Horscht just raised his arms in a classic 'i don't know/i didn't do anything' look.
"Now what?" he asked Dan.
"Don't know, mate. Perhaps we wait awhile, get cleaned up, flush you out again, get sumthin' ta eat, and try again later?" Dan responded.
"Good plan." Horscht said.
"How'd ya like that, Mikey? Get cleaned up, and then we eat?" Ryan asked me, his tail wagging happily.
"Even after all the 'lovin' you gave me, i'm still hungry!"
"Cool. Let's go hit the showers, then!"
We walked over to the wall outside of the bathroom in the house, and after rounding the corner, saw a service bathroom that was double the size of your norm; It looked more like a open-ceiling gym locker room with full restroom facilities and at the far end was a door where the showers were. 'Man this could easily make up, like, 25% of the whole house!' I thought, looking at the size of the building that was attached to the two-story house.
The walls were only three inches taller than the doors, which were 8' tall, 1' wide, with more than enough space for about nine other furs in the showers alone. There was even a door leading from the locker rooms to the bathroom in the house.
"Oh, my, gawd!" i blurted on accident. "Ya really DO got everything!"
"Aw, thanks, man."
As i stepped into the showers, i wondered about getting a towel when Ryan came in and handed me one.
"Awesome." I said, feeling the softness of the towel, as i put it on the towel hook.
"It's microfiber." Ryan replied before pulling me into another hug as he turned on the water. It was the perfect temperature, somewhere between 98.6 and 90 degrees. "Wow, perfect." i said as Ryan still held me against him.
"I calibrated it to be the perfect temp every time, as well as installing the solar myself."
He pulled me into another kiss, which was just as new as the first one.
*Click* We heard a camera go off.
"Theah's one for the scrahpbuk, mate!" Dan shouted standing in the doorway, laughing. We immeadiately broke the kiss and hug as Ryan calmly said "Go on and enjoy the shower. I gotta go 'talk' to that guy." He said with a hint of anger towards Dan.
"Land a solid one on his beanbag if you get a chance. That should keep him busy." I replied, smiling as Ryan left to go pound on Dan for invading on us as Dan ran off. I picked up a box of soap from the cubbyhole in the wall.
"Naturale." i said as i read the box. Next to the box of soap was a jar of what looked to be exfoliating Dead Sea salt scrub. I replaced the soap in exchange for the jar of scrub. the line on the bottom said 'You'll feel transformed!'. I debated on what to use, salt scrub or soap. I decided to use the scrub, seeing as i was covered in Ryan's bodily fluids, not to mention Horscht's barf and acid.
I opened the jar, half expecting it to be empty. What i didn't expect was that instead of scrubbing salts, i was greeted by a mass of black gunk that looked like rank-smelling tar.
"Um, Ry, what's this stuff?" i asked, knowing he would hear me from outside. I heard Dan land on the ground with a light thud, signaling Ryan was done with him. He came in, seeing i had found the jar of stuff.
"Um," he said nervously, "That ones kinda... Private, if you get where i'm going."
"Oh, okay." i responded, handing the jar to Ryan to put away and grabbing the soap again, taking it out of the box noticing it was black like the jar of stuff i handed Ryan, as he came back in. "Ya might wanna take this, too." I said, handing the black soap to him as i noticed the water had stopped running. "Hmm? Whoops." i said, looking at the stalls.
"Don't worry; I've automated it so that it senses when you're using it; Then you can just leave the showers and they'll turn themselves off until you turn the knob again." Ryan said, taking the soap from my hands.
"This stuff's, ah, kinda dangerous for you as a human right now, so..."
"That's okay. I didn't wanna use that stuff anyway, 'cause your paws'll work a lot better."
"In combo with my tongue?"
"Not just yet."
Ryan turned the knob again, and body temeratured water pelted us, as Ryan rubbed his paws all over me, scrubbing all the grime from my body, giving my mouth extra attention, snaking his long lupine tongue into my awaiting mouth, scraping his tongue against mine, making it go down my throat as he purged all the fluids from my stomach, forming that tight seal and making me puke into his, and swallowing it, rubbing his sandpaper-like tongue against my teeth like a toothbrush. We finished up as Ryan rotated his ears toward the wall across from the showers to hear Dan snickering. He turned to see Dan had climbed up the wall and was spying on us. Ryan sighed in annoyance.
"What?" Dan asked. "This stuff's too juicy to pass up!" he added with a snicker.
Ryan took a few steps toward the dingo on the wall and let rip with a bark so powerful, even i was tossed backwards into the stall as Dan went flying off the wall and colliding with a tree, making it shake and the light installed on it get the filament knocked off the electrodes. Ryan then turned around to see me. on my ass, dazed from the force of his vocal violence.
"Oh, crap. You okay? Sorry about that."
"Whoa," i said as Ryan helped me back onto my feet. "Your bark is definitely worse than your bite, man. But, yeah, i'm alright."
"Good. I thought i accidentally knocked you out doing that, lucky i didn't, though, or i'd be in big trouble." Ryan said with a laugh as we dried off, Ryan shaking the water off himself like a true canine as i blocked the water with the towel. His fur then poofed out after he stopped. We heard even more laughter and turned to the door and now saw Kraig trying to hold back a snicker.
"What is it this time, Fox?" Ryan asked.
"It's just- your fur, it's all-" was all he could manage before bursting with laughs, falling on his back doing so. I turned to Ryan and we backed up a few steps from each other, and what i saw made my eyes go wide and my jaw drop: my 6'11" charcoal furred werewolf now looked like a 6'11" charcoal furred poodle!
"Is it that bad?" Ryan asked, regarding his fur. 'Dude, you look like a friggin' poodle' i thought.
"Uh, makes you look cuter?" i said as we walked over to the mirror.
"WOAH!!!" he exclaimed in a roar, jumping back so far, upon landing, he slipped in the bear vomit and fell right square into the pool that contained his seed and Horscht's puke from before. Everyone, except for me (okay, i was laughing too, but it was with him.), was cracking up big time as i went over to pull Ryan out of the slop. I reached in, trying to find his hand, when his found mine and pulled me in, getting me dirty again. The others just watched as Ryan and i got out, Ryan licking us both clean, before we headed back into the showers to clean up again. We cleaned ourselves off real good this time, nothing sexual about it, got out, before Dan got the balls again to rip on Ryan again. "Did'ja have'a noice trip?"
"Yeah, and i'ma see you next fall!" Ryan finished for him, as we went into the house, with the fox in pursuit.
"Dan soaped the bear up this time; I went through the bear, so i'm clean enough to come in."
"Whatev." as we entered the main bedroom, which was his, on the first story of the house. Ryan looked through his closet for something for both of us to wear. He laid everything out on his bed, which, for a werewolf, was huge enough for himself, plus me and the others. I picked out a black t-shirt that read 'Dogg E-Stile' on the front, and a pair of slim denim jeans that didn't have a hole for the tail, yet, and a pair of biker-style boots. Ryan also chose a black shirt, but it was a tight-fitting shirt that showed off his muscly frame, that had a pair of stick-figure male dogs humping on the front, and read 'All Deliveries Accepted In Rear' in all white lettering, with a white arrow pointing downward towards his tail. Kraig waited outside the room as we came out, Kraig commenting on our choice of clothing.
"Yeah, yeah. Just grab on some clothes and meet us in the kitchen." Ryan replied as we slowly walked to the kitchen.
Ryan flicked on the light as i sat backwards in a chair, leaning my back on the side of the table. Kraig just stood next to the table as we watched Ryan open the fridge door. "Oh, poopie." Ryan said, triggering another laughing fit from the naked silver-white fox.
"Ugh, what now?" Ryan asked him.
"You said 'poopie'!" the fox said before starting the laugh engine again. Ryan and i looked at each other for a second, smiling, before Ryan kicked Kraig softly in the stomach. "*cough cough* O-okay, okay, i'll stop!"
"Gods, Kraig, did you kill a hyena and let it possess your laugh box?" Ryan asked in humor.
"I guess i've got a little bit of hyena in me, if that's what you're asking."
"More like a lot." i added.
"Okay, i, ah-- " Ryan chuckled. "Unfortunately, i got nothin' in the icebox, since i'm usually going to the bar all the time to eat, so..."
"We're going to the bar to eat?" Kraig asked, finally getting off the floor.
"We got a winner." Ryan said. We then went outside the house through the same door we used going in, no Dan or Dee or Horscht in sight. Dan's bike was still here, so they never left.
"Dan? Dee? Horscht? Where ya guys at?!" Ryan shouted before hearing a grunt coming from the showers. We looked inside and Horscht was on all fours, his gut expanded twice his size. "I've been a baaad bear." he said.
"Oh, you didn't-" Kraig started.
"No worries, hun, me an' the camel are safe!" Dan shouted through Horscht's thin hide.
"We're goin' back to the bar, Dan."
"Say no more, then. Horscht, if you could." The bear turned around and tried passing them out that way.
"No,no, mate, wrong way, turn back around!" Horscht then turned around and spat them both out like like the loogies they were, before drying off and putting thier clothes back on, but now, they were wearing matched clothes: Dan had Crocodile Dundee, and the bear had Indiana Jones.
"Oh, shoot," Dan said. "Ya guys need transport, but mah bike's full already." The bike had Dan driving, Kraig on the back, and Horscht in the sidecar.
"Or ya stash yer bike and the three of you walk like the rest of us." Dee said, walking up to Dan.
"Screw off, camel." Dan smugly replied, sparking an arguement between them as Kraig put his paws on his ears, not wanting to listen. Horscht did the same.
Ryan thought about our new problem, before snapping his fingers. "Aw yeah, duh!" he said before walking over to a giant tree stump that was actually a storage shed made to look like such. Dee and i followed as he fumbled with the doors, which were froze solid shut, basically they would not budge. The other three joined us as they watched from half as close as we were.
"Jeez, Ry, yer a Werewolf for Lycaon's sake! Just rip those doors off the hinge already!" Dan jeered yet again. Ryan did just that, using all his werewolf strength to pull the doors, which were solid steel, five inches thick, probably weighing in at one and a half tons each, right off the two inch thick hinges, and chuck them at Dan, who effortlessly caught one of the heavy doors as Horscht caught the other door with one hand without flinching, not even a twitch. I looked in amazement at Ryan' muscles as he leaned on the metal stree-shed, which were a lot bigger from that show of power. God, he looked hotter now. "This whole building, solid steel." he said, knocking on the metal structure. "Molded, painted and textured to look like a real tree. Heck, you could even sleep in it if ya wanted to!"
Dan and Horscht tossed the doors off to their respective sides, before Dan asked "So, ya got enuff rides fer everyone?"
"Do i!" Ryan said with a chuckle, showing us the inside of the building. "Kay, everyone, hug the walls, cuz the floor's going hot in three..." He pushed a button on the wall, and the floor opened up to reveal a lift that rose up, carrying on it several vehicles, more specifically...
A modified navy blue Yamaha Raptor 700R ATV with a Honda Goldwing flat-four mounted forward for stability with racing tires and a ice blue neon kit,
a 'Blood Crimson' 300cc Honda Ruckus that looked to have seen better days,
a gold Harley Sportster Custom Trike with a Big CC Racing turbo outlined with gold colored EL wire and neon,
a modified 'radioactive green' colored and neoned Kawasaki Ninja ZX-RR crotch rocket,
a yellow 1975 Yamaha TZ750 dirt-tracker that Ryan added aftermarket front brakes to,
and a dirt-colored Honda CRF450R dirtbike with a bright orange neon system. All of us (save for Ryan and Dan) were jaw-dropped just looking at these gorgeus machines.I almost forgot the reason Ryan was showing these to us when he whistled and said, "Alright, boys, pick a ride and saddle up!"
Horscht picked the Dirt Tracker over the Ruckus; Kraig, suiting up in the Fox- branded gear hanging next to the Ninja that he now straddled; Dee, in black biker leather equipment, grabbing the Trike, being the badass biker that he wished he was; Ryan handling the lowered and tuned ATV, and i got the lit dirtbike. During our little 'scene', Dan disappeared back to his ride, a hyper-tuned jet-black Honda Goldwing Valkyrie Rune GL5000 with black-light type neon that he added a supercharger to, as well as removed the sidecar and 'stashed it in the locker room (yes, the door is that big)', as per Dee's suggestion as we were gawking at the rides. He pulled up next to us as we pulled out of the shed and lined up.
"It's been a long while since these things were started last," Ryan said over the sound of rumbling two and four stroke motors.
"They all got full tanks, and even though i would advise against this, we should run'em 'hot'."
"Meaning?" Dan asked, pulling alonside ryan as we crawled to the treeline.
"You can be as rough as you want with them, just don't crash them into anything or anyone.
"Oh! I get it! So that the high temps and the vibes from the revs shake loose and bake off the crap that's in them, yeah?" Dan said.
"Nailed it."
"Okay, then. Let's have a race, shall we? Loser gets raped!" Dan replied.
"And the winner?
"Gets ta rape the loser and rub shit in their face!"
"Well, in that case, I'll make sure i'm second!" i shouted over to Dan, who revved his bike up to 5000 rpm.
Kraig was next to rev his bike to the limit once."Let's make a deal, hon. You win and i lose, and we'll do the nasty later, 'kay?" he said, trying to protect me.
I tested the rpm's on my dirt bike. 13,900 rpm. Not bad.
The dirt tracker that Horscht was on revved to 6500.
Ryan's ATV had 9500 on it, with a top speed of 148 mph with the boxer engine. We all switched on our lights, which were a combo of Luxeon LEDs and HID Xenons, and combined, we were able to see much of the forest road.
"Alright, then, Ready!" 3000 RPM.
"Set!" 8500 RPM.
"GO!!"
We were already in first gear, and all of the machines were clutch manual, so it was an easy start, Ryan deciding to show off and pop a wheelie, canceling out the weight up front.
Being true to their deal, Kraig was way behind us, though he had the fastest bike. Dan was going through his gears pretty slow, allowing him to cruise along. It wasn't hard to keep up with him, as we pegged the machines to their limits, Dee shifting like a biker, me, double-clutching like a street racer, Ryan keeping pace with me. What impressed me the most was that the Yamaha DT, in trucker language 'blew our doors off', as Horscht blazed past us with short flames coming from the tailpipes, tying the lead with Dan. Through the built in headset in our helmets, we heard Dan say, "Kraig? Sorry, dear, change'a plans. We're gonna have the bear lose, and we gangbang his ass instead. Everyone? Ya heard that?"
"10-4"
"Yep!"
"Got it."
"Right!"
"Right, then, Let's GO!!" Dan shouted as we passed the bar, going onto a stretch of road leading out of the forest that was like the roads in Australia, and the Death Valley highway. Flat, Straight, Long, No Traffic. At All. Perfect.
We blasted past the grizzly bear going 85 miles an hour each, adopting a V pattern, like geese.
"Kay, let's see how fast these things can go!" Dee shouted through the headsets.
"Roight! Everyone, break the vee and roide in loine!"
We all did that, changing the 'v' to a dash '-'.
"Who's first?" i asked.
"Who asked it furst? Dee, yer up! Everyone match yer speed to fifty-five!"
We all slowed down to 55 miles an hour, including the camel, until we had our speeds matched.
"Kay, Dee, Go, Go, GO!!" Dan shouted. We heard the trike roar as it rumbled past us at full throttle, squealing the tires as it went ahead, the hiss of the turbo adding to the noise.
"140 M.P.H.!" Dee shouted.
"Rai, yer next! GO!" Ryans ATV blasted past us, barely catching up at 132.
"Kay, Mike!" My dirt bike screamed as i over revved it and pulled a high speed wheelie, white flames from the tailpipes licking the pavement, gently sticking the front tire back onto the pavement before shooting off towards the rest of the pack. "162!" i said, chuckling.
"Horscht!" Dan yelled through the headset. Horscht, on the Dirt Tracker, shot past Dan and everyone and me at 170.
"Kraig!" Dan shot to the fox.
"Cummin' up behind ya, dear!" was the response as the fox zipped past Dan on the Ninja with the needle at close to 230 mph, green colored flames shooting out eight feet behind him like a flamethrower, lashing about in the wind, never touching the fox.
"WOAH!" we heard Dan exclaim before we saw the headlights of the ninja in our mirrors; We quickly used our signals, pulling over just enough to let the fox fire right through us before slowing down to settle in with the rest of us, cruising along at 55 mph, giving the bike a breather.
"Roight, then, here's DINGIEEEEE!!!" we heard before seeing Dan in our rearviews coming up really fast, his bike roaring. Once again, we pulled off to the side, single file on both sides, still going the same speed, 55, as Kraig decided to stay where he was until Dan was three feet away, then he burned rubber at his mate, effortlessly peeling out into the night at 186, as ten feet of orange-red flames, longer than on the Ninja, shot out of the low-to-the-ground six-pipe (three on each side) exhaust pipes on Dan's Valkyrie as he hit the NOS button on his bike, making it scream even louder as it peeled out as well and accelerated so fast he was just a blur of blue, green and orange flames from the back like a fireball.
"Whoa, cool!" i said as i pegged the throttle and pulled another wheelie as i caught up, lining up with Dan as Ryan pulled up behind me, followed by Dee and Horscht. We went on opposite sides of the road, cruising at 100, Ryan, Dan, and Horscht on the left, Kraig, Dee and i on the right. We were then passed by another biker cutting down the middle at close to 280 miles an hour.
"Who was that?" Dee asked.
"Don't know, mate, don't know."
"Wanna head back? My ride's running hot." Kraig asked.
"Yeah, 'cuz you're going almost 300!" Ryan said. "Dan, got your ears on? We gotta head back to the bar; Kraig says the Ninja's overheating!"
"Yeah, i hear you, My Valk's stahtin' ta misfire!"
With that, we stopped, giving the machines another breather, idling them until the temperature gauges on the bike, and our rides, were in the safe zone.
"Okay, everyone good to go?" Dan asked.
"Yeah, were good; Let's go." Ryan replied.
We shifted into first and pulled away from the side of the road, slowly accelerating, upshifting at 2,400 RPM.
"Hey," Dan asked us. "Wanna listen to some music?"
"As long as it ain't Men At Work or Steppenwolf." Dee said.
"Well, i got Racer X."
"Put it on, then." i said.
Dan turned on his stereo, and there must have been an amp or two, and saddlebag speakers on the bike, as Racer X came on loud enough to be heard through the helmets without using the headsets. I recognized the song as 'Street Lethal' from the album street lethal'.
"Awesome! I love this song!" i shouted, pulling another wheelie.
Movin' down the back streets
Pass the speed of light
Sparks burn inside me
Gas and air adjusted right
Layin' down some rubber
Needle's in the red
I'm blowin' away
On the edge
Never ceasing, never ending
My machine's what I live for
Don't ever try to pass me
Cause I'll even up the score
Cool, and lean and righteous
Slipping through the air
I play for keeps
But won't play fair
Ryan gunned his quad and pulled a wheelie after my front wheel touched the ground, howling as he accelerated while holding the front in the air as we caught up with him, as he bounced the front wheels on the road. Dee pulled in front and squealed out, blowing flames again.
"Oy! No fair, camel!" Dan shouted and flamed out, catching up with him.
And I'm street, street lethal
Poundin' down the back roads
Higher than a steeple
Street, street lethal
Come and watch me ride
Movin' down the pavement
Don't get in my hair
Exploding in your faces
Like a match to liquid air
Bolting down the back straights
Spilling round the curves
I'll give you all
Your just desserts
Ryan and i looked at each other, shrugging our shoulders, as in 'Ah, what the hell?' and looked back at the road in front of us, and, over-revving our engines, pulled a wheelie at the same time, flames once again licking the tarmac before touching down and gunned it, weaving in a double-helix pattern as we sped up to catch them, as Kraig was caught in the middle of our weaving, this time alternating speeding up and slowing down, passing each other, so that from a bird's eye view, it looked like a spinning tire.
One explosion then another
Feeling it excel
Put the road behind me
Keep my feet out of hell
Pulling up into the heavens
Blowing past a shooting star
First I'm near
Then I'm far
And I'm street, street lethal
Poundin' down the back roads
Higher than a steeple
Street, street lethal
Come and watch me ride
On this four wheel heart attack
Customized to cut no slack
And I'm street, street lethal
Poundin' down the back roads
Higher than a steeple
Street, street lethal
Come and watch me ride
Kraig spotted an opening between us and peeled out to catch up with the other four, breaking our pattern, as we pulled up behind the fox as we reformed the V pattern, slowing down to 35 as we entered the forest, lined up, pulling up to the bar, Kraig and i pulling a stoppie (using your front brake to bring the rear end up until you release the brake, or you stop completely).
Street, street lethal
Poundin' down the back roads
Higher than a steeple
Street, street lethal
Come and watch me
Ride
I almost flipped over had i not done it next to Ryan, who put his paw out and grabbed onto the fender, bringing me to a full stop before gently putting it back down. "You're gonna need some work on that." he said with a caring smile.
We got off of the bikes and turned them off, and as we did, we heard something explode. Kraig's Ninja was the first one to give out, after Kraig was ten feet from it, going up in flames. "Uhm..." he said, clearly freaked out as his fur was standing on end, even in his suit, shaking.
"Kraig?" Ryan called him with a sinister sounding voice as we watched the 'saki burn.
"You just said 'don't crash it'. You didn't say anything about this happening!"
Ryan sighed. "Well, i did say 'go rough on'em. Oh, well. Not much we can do about it right now. Let's, uh, go get something to eat in the meantime. And somebody put out the bike, please? Rubber's startin' to scorch my nose."
"On it." Horscht said, unzipping his pants, his cock swelling to the size of a fire hose, before unleashing a Niagra Falls of piss all over the badly burnt, once-proud streetbike.
"Ugh." Dee said in disgust as the puddle grew bigger and reached his biker boots as Horscht groaned with relief before zipping back up and joining us. Dan patted his pockets, looking around, before he said, "Uh, Kraig? Ya got the keys to the bar, don't ya?"
Kraig patted his pockets like Dan did before replying, "Oh, no. please tell me they're not over at Ryan's in the shed!"
"Wait." Ryan said, pulling out a set of keys from his pocket. "Here we go. Found'em on the ground, i think these are..." holding the keys in front of the fox, who held out his hand, expecting Ryan to give him the keys back, "Yours!" he finished, handing them over to Dan.
"Well, thanks, mate!"
"Had ta pay ya back somehow for kickin' yer ass around back at my place."
Dan unlocked the front door to the bar, and right as Dan opened the door, we heard someone say "Good evening, hi."
Dan turned to where the voice was coming from. "Yer not my State Farm agent, are you?"
"No. But i was here when Mr. Dubon showed up for the stage." Out of the shadows came a wolf, the same one that was with the pack that was in the bar earlier.
"Wait a minute, weren't you with--" Kraig asked.
"Yeah, but i volunteered to stay behind to keep watch while you and Dee were gone. Name's Jord, by the way."
"Nice." Dan said. "Care to come in? We just got back."
"Sure, but first, i wanna take a look at the Kinja."
"Kinja?" Dee saked.
"Short for...?" Jord said, leaving it to us to figure out. "Oh, okay, short version of the name. Okay." Dee responded after a second.
"W-What's to look at? The thing's burnt to a crisp!" Dan said, perplexed.
"Not entirely, it looks fixable." Jord said to the dingo. " And why does this thing smell like--"
"Had to put it out somehow." Horscht said. Jord wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Out of the box thinkers, i like that." With that, he turned his attention back to the bike, taking his silver Mag-Lite out of his belt holster and pointing it at various parts and pieces. "You guys go on inside, i'll be with y'all in a few. And Ryan? I didn't hear a thing."
Ryan turned to him as we went inside. "What do you mean?"
"I heard you say something about goin' rough on these things."
"Yeah, well... I usually try to avoid that, but tonight i decided to 'run them hot'." Ryan said as he approached the wolf.
"I know what you mean," Jord said, "to clear out all the deposits and such. But there is a limit, sometimes, to how hot you can run these, y'know, before they, uh, spontanaously combust like this. Your fox friend's lucky he wasn't still on this thing before it blew like it did."
"Yeah, he took like, five steps, then boom!" Ryan said with a light laugh.
"Was it yours? The bike?"
"Yeah."
"How fast did it go?"
"I couldn't tell, i wasn't fast enough to catch up with him."
"Which one were you using?" Jord asked, looking at the other bikes.
"The Raptor 700, the fifth one back there." Ryan said, pointing to the ATV. "Topped out at 132."
"Nice," he complimented, "Combined with the H6 up front. Do i see NOS tanks behind it?"
"Yeah, they're filled with water just to balance the weight on it." Ryan said. "So, how long is this gonna be, til your done?"
"Not long," Jord replied, "I just gotta pull some stuff off of it once it cools down a little more, then i'll be in with it's stats, 'kay?"
"Cool, man." Ryan said, touching knuckles with Jord before coming into the bar.
"So, what's he doin' to the 'Kinja'?" Dan asked.
"He's gonna check it out, and see how much of it needs replacing, if anything's salvageable on it; otherwise, i'll have to rebuild the whole thing." Ryan told him.
"Well, i do have a sight on him; wanna check it out?" Dan asked, motioning for us to follow him.
We followed him into the back room, up a flight of stairs and into the control room, which was a typical setup of keyboards, joysticks, and multiplexed screens displaying the feeds from the individual cameras, as Dan sat in the chair in front of us, and tapped a key and the screens showed one entire image of the wolf taking the bike apart, checking each part to see if it got damaged, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw the camera that was pointed near him move. He smiled and said, "Hey, Dan. Wanna turn on the spotlight and point it over here? My light's going out." Dan moved the mouse and clicked on the light above the wolf in a overhead satellite-mapped view of the place. "Thanks, man." he said as the light came on, and the icon for the light lit up with a checkmark on it, indicating it was on. "Not bad, eh?" Dan asked.
"Cool!" i enthusiastically said. "Software-controlled lights."
"Someone likes the place." Dan replied, smiling.
"Wait, what's that building up there?" i asked, pointing to the large rectangular barn-like building.
"That," he said, "is why i named this place 'Ye Olde 'Yiffe Inne'. Do you get it? Yiff In?"
"Yiff in where?" Kraig asked, rocking back and forth slowly, going along with the joke.
"Where'ja think? In there, naked!" Ryan said, ruining the joke, doing a couple of pelvic thrusts at Kraig.
"Okay, mate, ya got me. That's the private area behind the bar where you can 'do the nasty' and whatever else your slutty little heart desires." Just then someone's stomach growled. Mine. "Oh... right... hehe." i said.
Dan, standing to Ryan's right, slapped Ryan in the back of his head, when Ryan moved his right hand up in a fist, hitting Dan with an uppercut without moving, still looking at me, smiling at me as Dan hit the floor once again. "god." Dan weakly said.
We went back downstairs to the main bar area, where dan took his place behind the counter as we got a table between the counter and the stage, the fox already dressed in his uniform, even though the bar was closed for the night.
"Why are you wearing that thing? We're the only ones here." Ryan said to the fox.
"I just like to." Kraig said. "So, what are you guys having?"
Ryan belted out our orders as Kraig wrote them down on his little notepad and said "Okay... got it. Be right back."
Just as the fox left, Jord came in to update us on the outcome of the bike as Dan pushed a table over to ours and sat down, Jord sitting across from Ryan.
"So, how much of it's usable?" Ryan started as the fox joined us.
"Well, looks like the block's cracked, and the carb's totally fried, electronics are burnt, uhm... Heres a full report on the damage." Jord said, handing Ryan a sheet of paper.
"Holy-- Is this for real?" Ryan exclaimed, reading the report.
"Yeah, thanks to Kraig's inner Akuma sup?do, Everything's gonna have to be rebuilt. Frame's in good shape, though. Kraig, how fast were you going, anyways?"
"230?" the fox said.
"Well, theres yer problem." Dan said, Kraig slapping his mate in the back of the head. "Ow! Yer gunna foind yerself on a leesh eatin' shit next toime you do that!" Dan growled at the fox.
"So... Now what?" Ryan asked Jord.
"Well, you're lucky that you're using aftermarket parts on it, so it should be a fast and easy rebuild."
"True dat, 'cause if i left it stock, mister Akuma sup?do here wouldn't be able to go as fast as he did." Ryan said, pointing his thumb to Kraig, who was already red under the fur as he fumed and crossed his arms like a 8-year old having a fit. "But, then again, there was another biker who passed us, and he was even faster than the Ninja."
Just then, the bell on the counter rang, signaling that our food was ready, as the fox went over to get it.
"That was my friend taking my Suzuki out for a run."
"What model?"
"Hayabusa."
"Top speed?"
"300."
"No way!"
"Way."
"Bet yer alpha's jealous of you."
"Only when i show off in front of him."
Just then the fox came over with our food, handing out what we ordered to each of us as he sat down, Ryan and Jord still chatting, even with their mouths full. I stuffed my face, i was that hungry, literally wolfing my food down like Ryan was.
"Ah, man, that was good!" i belched out. I usually sounded -somewhat- close to a werewolf when i do what i like to call a 'talking belch'.
"whoa, nice!" Jord complimented, shooting me a high-five.
Ryan was next to belch, which blew mine out the door. I high-fived him for beating my belch and for doing it in Dan's face.
Dan tried to burp in the werewolf's ear, but got cancelled by Ryans's paw, shoving him off of his seat.
"Aw, dammit!" dan said.
"Cant touch this." Ryan said, Jord beatboxing 'Can't Touch this'. "Boom, boom-boom-boom, pff-pff, bwaa-baa!"
Everyone cracked up at it, laughing at the dingo's misfortune.
Dan picked himself up off the floor, dusting himself off, "Okay, then, i challenge you to a..." he paused, "Arm-wrestling match!" he said with a snarl.
"Oh, you're fuckin' on!" Ryan said in a laugh. Kraig removed our dishes as Dee removed the other table, as Horscht did the lights so the only one on was the one above Ryan and Dan, and Jord trained his Sony HandyCam on the two.
"Kay, Ry, loser hasta eat shit for a week!" dan said.
"Seriously? I was gonna go with 'loser gets a steamer'."
"Alright, i'll settle for that, but to make it more interesting, instead'a eatin' shit, winner hasta make a huge pile'a shit,
and chuck the loser in."
"Better." Ryan responded. "But Horscht's helping me make that pile later."
"Kay, good, 'cause he's top-notch at that, 'cuz i trained him!"
The two put their elbows on the table, in normal arm-wrestling fasion. Ryan opened his hand and closed it into a fist so hard, you could hear his knuckles cracking from the other end of the bar, re-opening it and saying "We got a deal?"
Dan grasped his hand and said "Deal, mate. But it doesn't mean i'm goin' easy on ya."
"Well, i ain't goin easy on ya, either!" Ryan said in his deepest baritone a werewolf could do, as Kraig went backstage to fire up the sound system, and came back holding what looked to be a Dell netbook, sitting down with us and clicking 'Play', blasting the album version of Bullet For My Valentine's 'Waking The Demon' through the rack of five way, full range, short throw concert speakers on the stage loud enough to shake the floor of the place, as Kraig handed me a pair of noice-cancelling earbuds, plugging then into a splitter which Kraig, Dee, and Horscht plugged theirs into as well, Jord going without, simply flattening his ears against his head was protection enough for the wolf, as he recorded the event.
Oh!
2, 3, 4
[Verse 1]
Helpless,
My eyes are bleeding from the fear that's inside,
You sealed your demise when you took what was mine,
Don't try to stop me from avenging this world,
No voice to be heard
[Chorus]
Waking The Demon,
Where'd you run to?
Walk in the shadows,
Watch the blood flow,
There's not much longer, so don't try and fight,
Your bodie's weakening, Walk to the light,
Those painful times so alone so ashamed,
I'm not coming back there's nothing to gain
[Verse 2]
Caution,
There's just no limits to the boundaries you push
I warned you but still you just fuck with my mind,
There's no escape from this rage that I feel,
Nothing is real,
[Chorus]
Waking The Demon,
Where'd you run to?
Walk in the shadows,
Watch the blood flow,
There's not much longer, so don't try and fight,
Your bodies weakening, Walk to the light,
Those painful times so alone so ashamed,
I'm not coming back there's nothing to gain
[Breakdown X2]
Breathe on me
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay With me
Possession taking over
[Solo Lead-in]
The two were going at it like it was a battle royale of the ancients, grunting and growling being heard over the music, as well as shouts and curses galore, as it looked like Dan was gaining the upper hand, as we watched with great intrest because of the bet.
Whoa!
Tread!
I have never seen auras before, but if i had been able to, Ryan and Dan's would have to have been the most powerful of all of us, as their muscles grew so big, their shirts were obliterated into nothing as the struggle for power continued.
[Breakdown X2]
Breathe for me
Don't wake me from this slumber.
Stay With me
Possession taking over
Just when it looked like Dan was about to win, Ryan pulled all his werewolf energy and strength that he used to rip doors off at the hinges, and multiplied it by ten, as we saw the locked fists lean in Ryan's favor. Dan tried his best to equalize the pressure, when suddenly...
[Outro]
Waking The Demon!
The dingo flew across the table, through the counter, and smacked into the wall at the equivalent of going into a wall at 65 miles an hour, more than enough force to kill (and possibly squish) a human as the song ended on those last words. We were all wide-eyed as Ryan howled loudly in triumph before walking over to the dingo with everyone in pursuit.
I stood next to Ryan, who looked at the dingo with a evil smirk on his face, as Dan opened his eyes to look at his victor before blacking out.
I looked at Ryan, his fur matted with sweat, making his muscules stand out a lot more then when the match began. He looked down at me, his facial expression staying the same, making me back off, before he grabbed me, picking me up, and started to messily make out with me, his tongue leaving not a spot on my face dry, as he licked me all over, when he started licking my neck, i freaked.
"Uh, Ry? You're kinda creeping your boyfriend out here." i nervously said, falling on deaf ears as he tore my shirt off and lifted me high enough to sing to him.
"Deep in his heart, the thunder rolls..."
It worked. Ryan came out of his crazed licking frenzy and looked at me, his eyes tearing up before pulling me into a tight hug that lasted for awhile before putting me back down and wiping his eyes with his sweat-drenched paw. "Thanks, Mike." he softly said.
*Groan* Dan groaned as he came to.
"*Gasp* Dannie, are you o.k.?" Kraig said in shock.
"Ugh, what happened?"
"You just got your four-double-five kicked by a werewolf!" Jord exclaimed.
Dan looked at the smiling Ryan before freaking out and pressing himself against the wall he was leaning on, grasping his left arm in pain, yelping and whining like a puppy.
"Dude, you okay?" Ryan asked.
"Ah! Ya fuckin' killed me arm, mate! Agh!" the dingo whined.
"Really? I thought i used less force than that." Ryan said as he and Horscht gently picked him up and out of the rubble of broken wood and glass, Dee and Jord pushing the tables together to make a temporary bed to lay the wounded dingo on.
"Man, you fuckin' ten-fiftied him!" Dee said to Ryan.
Kraig was whispering into Dan's ear, assuring him he would be all right as Jord examined his arm.
"Well, Ryan, long story short, you broke his arm bone off at the elbow, making it go through the skin. You also crushed his collarbone when you sent him flying, and gave him a pretty bad concussion." Jord concluded.
"You were also licking Mike like crazy until he started singing in your ear, then you came out of whatever induced your trance."
he added as Ryan looked at the clock: 11:45. "Oh, fuck!" he said.
"What? You *cough* lost the bet?" Dan weakly said.
"Full moon tonight, it's almost midnight, i gotta go home and lock myself up before i hurt anyone! Especially you, Mikey."
"If you're a werewolf right now, how would you--" i tried to ask before Ryan flashed his fangs at me before leaving the bar.
I followed him to the door and watched him get on his Raptor and sped off. Knowing full well of the dangers of werewolves, i decided (rather stupidly) to follow him.
"You guys stay here with Dan; I've got a werewolf to catch!" i shouted as i mounted the dirtbike i was on and flamed out, burning rubber as i raced toward his house, hearing Bullet For My Valentine's 'End Of Days' in my head with every rev of the bike.
We're wasting precious time, the clock is ticking can you hear the countdown?
With every hour give me the power, I need the strength to carry on (on and on)
[CHORUS]
No more I care to live when I'm just born to die (WERE ALL BORN TO DIE, BORN TO DIE) [X2]
Never before, never again behold this travesty
Never before, never again behold adversary
Never before, never again behold this travesty
Never before, never again behold adversary
Befriend my enemies, my pulse is racing I can hear my heartbeat
This is the last time you get to be mine I lack the will to carry on (on and on)
[CHORUS]
No more I care to live when I'm just born to die (WERE ALL BORN TO DIE, BORN TO DIE) [X2]
Never before, never again behold this travesty
Never before, never again behold adversary
Never before, never again behold this travesty
Never before, never again behold adversary
NO MORE SOROW, NO TOMORROW
I NEVER FELT ALIVE BEFORE!
YEAH!
[SOLO]
I reached his house just in time to see him in his 'feral' state, ten feet of untamed beast ready to unleash itself on anyone careless enough to get in his way, as he spotted me, sniffing in my direction, catching my scent.
With every hour give me the power, I need the strength to carry on (on and on)
'Hopefully he remembers me while he's like that.' i thought, as he turned in my direction, growling in a hellish, demonic-sounding baritone.
No more I care to live when I'm just born to die (WHEN I'M BORN TO DIE, BORN TO DIE) [X4]
'I'm screwed. Game permanently Over.' i thought over and over as i spun the bike around and shot flames as tall as him as i burned rubber, going through my gears rather quickly as i sped off down the road, Ryan in pursuit.
TO DIE
TO DIE
TO DIE!!!!!
I made my way back to the bar, remembering the trail i made that led me to the bar in the first place, as i squealed through the turn, slowing down in the process. I looked at the gas gauge that read 'E', the bike now running on fumes. I then remembered it was a mile from the bar to my place, as i heard the bike engine cut out, and slowed to 45 miles an hour. Finally, i saw my house, light from the moon bouncing off of the windows. I tried to pop-start (like you would normally do on a car, but on a bike) the thing, as i heard the bike humming as i sputtered toward the house when something got caught in my front wheel, catapulting a non-helmeted me fourty feet from the bike, doing a tuck-and-roll manuver as i hit the dirt, landing on my stomach.
I tried to get up, when something heavier than the bike landed on me, growling in my ear. 'Oh, boy, not good.' I thought as he sniffed me all over. I already knew what werewolves normally do to their prey: kill and eat. But somehow i knew that this was gonna end differently, as he used his claws to rip my pants to shreds, cutting through my asscheeks as he did so. I held back a scream, as i felt his beer-can thick cock at my ass.
Another thing i knew of, with werewolves: You can be turned into one of them, if you are raped by a male, and survive.
I tried to relax my hole as best i could to prepare for his anal assault, as he plowed his horse-lengh cock up my ass. I struggled to get away but i was held fast by his paws, one of them tearing into my right arm, as he delivered his mating bite early.
He was thrusting fast and hard, pumping in and out of my ass and through my ruptured colon, not caring if i lived or not, scrambling my guts with every thrust.
Time seemed to slow down as i laid there and took it, trying to enjoy the feeling of the werewolf having his way with me, pounding my shattered pelvis for what seemed like forever, before i felt something the size of a grapefruit force its way in my ass, tearing it apart in the process.
The last thing i heard was the howl, a deep thundering deafening roar, as blood-tinged cum flowed through me, finally exiting through my mouth and nose as everything went silent, and my vision fade to black, as my mind entered a sea of nothingness.