Anything You Say
I wrote this for my own enjoyment, and it was quite a learning experience. Needless to say, I have a newfound appreciation for the work the writers here do.
Carter took a deep inhale of the afternoon air. A dumb smile plastered the heavyset tanuki's face, as he walked topless through the college campus. His tutoring session had unexpectedly devolved into a lesson in being spitroasted, and he proudly marched home with streaks of cum marking his large body like scars of war. The spoils, his classmate's Mason's spare gym clothes, were far too small for his rear and only made the tent from his crotch more prominent. With his green eyes half-lidded from the afterglow, Carter appeared to be blissfully unaware of his surroundings to onlookers.
Contrary to his dumb appearance however, Carter was very aware. His newly gained senses as a tanuki continued to work in overdrive after his recent transformation into a beastman. Warm sweat dripped down his cream colored chest and rolled past his fat chocolate nipples, erect and gleaming with moisture. Traveling down further, the droplets intermingled with the dried cum in his fur, reviving the sticky fluid to life as a new potent mixture. The beads of liquid glistened on the tips of his fur under the hot sun, which he fantasized to act as his own personal spotlight. Everyone could see him for who he was now, a big slutty tanuki in full glory. As someone who livestreamed as a hobby, Carter basked in the attention he was receiving, attention which only made him more erect.
Carter loved the wind at this moment. It felt liberating, constantly reminding him of his exposure to the world. And importantly, it carried his scent far and wide: the funk from his sexual escapades, the smell of his own sweat, and even hints of musk emanating from his leaking crotch. Carter took another deep inhale of his own scent, a rich masculine odor of a proper beastman. As he passed by another group of onlookers, he deliberately waved to release more of the good stuff from his exposed armpits, giving a good show of them to his viewers. As the wind returned his essence back to his nostrils, he savored the buzz.
"This definitely beats being a human," he thought briefly before pausing in a moment of confusion. The vacant smile quickly returned however, and the color in his eyes dulled once more. As he reached his room, he wondered why he had the thought. He'd always been a beastman as long as he could remember.
Sweaty and exhausted, Carter crashed onto the dormitory bed with a noticeable thud. Panting heavily, he stripped the tight shorts and underwear trapping his stiff member. Despite the impromptu threesome during his tutoring session, Carter's cock stood proud and raring to go, dribbling precum as if brimming with vitality. The newly transformed tanuki spent a few moments mesmerized by his cock as he studied its every contour. What it lacked in length, it made up for in girth; his dick stood stout as a barrel and weighed like one. The sensation of his new genitalia excited him, but as he continued to be transfixed by his own cock, his eyes glazed over once again and the feeling of unfamiliarity subsided. "What a beaut as usual," he praised inwardly. Cutting the inspection short, Carter couldn't resist the temptation any longer, his paw reaching down to give a light squeeze. The tanuki let out a gasp, while his other paw decided to join the fun by fondling his hefty balls.
In his lust-driven stupor, Carter replayed the memories of that afternoon's sexual encounter in the haze of his mind. Each stroke as he played with himself conjured a moment of his tutor and classmate double-teaming him, and his dopey grin widened. Cumslut. That was what they called him, and the epithet seared onto his mind like a brand. He sure was one, Carter thought with pride. After all, what else could explain how he was still horny after walking out of that classroom? His tutor had plowed his fat ass while he slobbered over Mason's cock. The linebacker's impressive size couldn't stop his muzzle from finding its home at the base of the mountain dog's crotch and getting drunk on the stud's virile stench. And when the duo sprayed him with their seed, he greedily caught as much as he could. But it still wasn't enough for Carter.
Inspired, Carter rolled over to reach for the underwear he had previously cast aside. Bringing it to his muzzle, he inhaled deeply and relished the musk emanating from the briefs. The sweat from his huge balls infused the cotton with a potent aroma, causing Carter to press the cloth harder against his face. As he dove deeper, he discerned familiar notes of a different scent: lingering remnants of Mason. This was his workout gear after all, and Carter imagined the canine dirtying them while performing squats. His tongue flicked outwards, tasting a large splotch of precum which stained the stretched fabric and he savored the salty flavor in his duty as a good cumslut. "Definitely gotta treat him extra well next time," he mentally shelved after noting how much his crotch had distorted his classmate's gift. The idea of a next time excited him, and his dick bounced happily in anticipation.
Without the outside wind, the warm haze of the tanuki's jack off session pervaded the air of the small dorm room. Intoxicated by his own musk, Carter felt something primal re-emerge from within him. A need to claim. A need to spread. This wasn't enough. He needed to mark where he was. He needed to mark himself. To let others find him. To let others know he was a slut. To let others fuck him like the cumslut he was.
Hitting a fever pitch, Carter intensified his stroking. He moaned from the balled underwear concentrated on his nose. The room temperature spiked. He coated the mattress with his fluids. One digit slipped past his sphincter. His tongue lolled out of his mouth with drool. His thoughts became shorter. Another digit slipped in. A door began to open. He stroked. He pushed. His thoughts swirled on repeat. Cum. Slut. Cum. Slut. Cum.
The door opened. The primal urge within Carter spewed out from his cock, splattering his large body. A part of his load reached his tongue which happily lapped it up. He lazily smeared the other parts of his cum deeper into his coat, and gave himself a whiff of approval. His body, the bed, the room was now infused with his musk, and his eyes fluttered in satisfaction.
Carter eventually noticed his roommate Josiah, frozen in a state of shock standing near the closed door. The tanuki focused his empty smile to his audience member. He wondered how long the human had been standing there and hoped that he hadn't missed the climax of the performance. His large balls continued to churn with virility, and his member began to inflate once more. He was ready to give an encore.
Josiah struggled to collect his thoughts. The sight of an unfamiliar beastman greeted him. He gulped as he could tell that the raccoon dog easily dwarfed him, who was only of average stature with a bit of paunch from his freshman years. The heat and heavy air only further stifled his thoughts.
"You alright, bro?" Carter's mellow voice interrupted his thoughts. Josiah's mouth ran dry and he took another breath of heady air. This was Carter, wasn't it? The voice sounded different, but something in his mind registered it as belonging to him. "But what happened to him and were we always this close-" Josiah's swirling thoughts halted as Carter began to speak again.
"Aw shit, m'bad bro. Thought this was my bed again." The tanuki rose up, and Josiah beheld the full size of his new roommate. The bushy ringed tail which lazily swayed behind him, the caramel fur which adorned his plump arms and thighs, and fat pecs which rested upon a belly still slick with fluids. A thick cock that bobbed with each step and shot out at an angle from an ample ballsack. And looking up to the face of the big oaf, he saw a wet muzzle, a toothy grin, and dim emerald eyes which viewed the situation as completely normal.
And it was completely normal, Josiah decided after staring into those eyes. Why did he think otherwise? It was just his annoyingly popular roommate. The one that made a living salary just from livestreaming his body. The one that he secretly-
"Like looking at a mirror, right?" Carter mused, while fondling his crotch.
Now Josiah was confused. He was panting from the heat, and it was difficult to think. "Wait, what do you mean by that?" he finally managed to utter.
The tanuki cocked his head to the side. "You really alright, dude? The heat might've gotten to you." Josiah sweat profusely. His skin flushed and he felt the hair thickening on his body. Hair of different colors began to sprout along the human's body. He gasped, taking in mouthfuls of stale air. "That's it, deep breaths. Gotta feel it through your system." He started to feel lightheaded. Each breath took in his roommate's sweet pheromones, circulating throughout his changing body. His cock throbbed as he desperately inhaled more of the natural aphrodisiac. He couldn't stop; he wouldn't stop.
"Phew, those are some really tight clothes. We're pretty big, y'know? Gotta get these off to get you to cool down." Carter continued. Josiah groaned as he swelled in size. His hairy arms thickened, plump pillars of muscle as thick as a man's thighs. His own legs ballooned past that, becoming massive logs of flesh rooting him to the ground. The paunch he had acquired as a college student grew, forming into the beer belly of an off-season powerlifter. He moaned as his expanding chest stretched his shirt beyond its limit, tearing apart as the fat mounds of meat burst out. Buttons whizzed and elastic snapped, creating a staccato rhythm to his own vocal accompaniment. But Josiah could only hear one thing: his roommate's voice. Every word was changing him, making him powerful. Turning him into more of a man. Into a beast like him.
"It's like we're twins, remember?" Hairs lengthened into a fur coat, the colors cascading in shades of brown. Pointed ears emerged from the top of his head, and they twitched in anticipation to hear more of his friend's voice. "Just relax. Gotta help my bud blow some steam off, right?" Carter's smooth voice worked its way through his head and replaced all of his anxious thoughts. He calmed down, even as his morphing body continued to fix itself into a perfect copy of the tanuki. After all, he trusted his bro.
"Here, lemme get rid of that." A claw ripped through his ruined shorts, and his boner sprung out in freedom. Carter whistled in admiration. "Looks just like mine." He gasped as he looked down. The tips of their cocks kissed, perfect replicas of each other. They pressed closer, their dicks gliding against each other, slick with precum. A large paw reached downwards to guide their frottage. "Mmm, you're pretty close." Carter hummed appreciatively. They were nearly indistinguishable now, and the minor differences were fading away.
A hot breath filled with the stench of cum hit his face. He leaned closer to take in more of the scent, their muzzles now touching. Fuck, he was jealous; jealous that he had been left out. He looked up into his roommate's eyes. Those dull green eyes, stupid and happy. They were calm and confident, without an ounce of shame. And he wanted that. "I'm all yours, bro." He kissed his roommate, diving in to taste the cum he'd eaten. His thoughts slowed. He wanted to be like Carter. Proud and free, uncaring about the cum clinging to his face. A cumslut enjoying the simple pleasures of a daily diet of cock and ass. He wanted to be Carter. The big, beautiful beast jerking off the both of them now. The absolute hunk of a beastman whom he secretly fantasized about nightly. He wanted Carter. He wanted to mercilessly fuck his roommate's ass before being pounded by him in return. He wanted to fuck and be fucked. He wanted to cum. He needed to cum.
"Cum for me, bro." His cock erupted at the command, as if the words had unsealed something dormant within him. White, milky jets of fresh spunk splattered between them, and they embraced tightly to catch the precious seed with their bodies. His newfound balls worked in overdrive, chugging out semen endlessly like they were on a mission to prove a tanuki's vitality. As the torrent of cum abated, his eyes opened, revealing an unmistakably dull green, the final touches of his transformation. His face crept into a content smile, matching that of the beastman in front of him, his other half. Covered in cum from head to toe, he reeked of sex and musk. He was perfect now. He was- they were Carter.
"Fuck, you've been holding it in. Can't wait to get a taste." Carter murmured to his new clone. "I gotta get off real bad, man. Blow me, and I'll blow you."
His own voice replied back. "Anything you say, bro."
"Sup, everyone? Welcome to the stream- Holy shit! Thanks so much for the fifty bucks!" At night, a tanuki rattled off donation messages from his phone while soaking in a hot tub. "You want me to pose by raising my right arm above my head? Sure, dude!" Carter flexed and aimed the dark bush of fur sprouting from his armpits at the camera. "Thanks for the sub, welcome to the tanuki army! Okay guys, I gotta read all of these later. Everyone's really excited already, huh? We got a special guest tonight, my roommate and best bud. Come on out!"
A stocky tanuki clad in a tight speedo entered the frame of the stream and slipped into the tub beside his copy. "Sup, everyone? It's me." He grinned at the thousands watching him, and wrapped an arm around his other self. "Aw fuck, bro. You're gonna get me banned packing a weapon like that." A paw began to fondle his crotch, and he returned the favor.
"Damn, chat's scrolling real fast. 'How long have we known each other?' Mmm, not too long ago actually. We just became blood brothers. Oh, you wanna answer this one? 'Do we fuck?'" The voice continued. "Do we fuck? No shit, dude. What do you think this stream is for?" He leaned and gave a quick peck on the cheek of his mate. "That's fucking cheating, making my dick jump already. Oh, this one's good. 'How do I end up looking like you guys?'"
A gleam flashed momentarily across their dim eyes as they stared directly at the camera. "Relax, bro. Just keep listening. You're all already on your way there..."