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Late to the Party

"Seriously, whose idea was it to walk all the way to this party?" Hal grumbled. "It's over an hour's walk, in the country, in winter!" The wind tugged at the flannel and whistled around his jeans, tousling the hairs of his tail as he swished it in annoyance.

Seda shrugged, pulling his jacket closed against the gust of wind, and buttoning it. "You're the one who's been saying you should exercise more. Besides, there's an old barn up ahead. We can stop for a minute and warm up. You'll feel right at home there, anyway!"

The stallion sputtered and snorted indignantly, but decided not to reply. It'd be a waste of energy. The werewolf was probably not doing a whole lot better in this weather anyway, considering he was currently not in his warmer and fluffier form.

"You had no problem signing up for experimental treatments, but a short walk to a party is too much?" Seda approached the old wooden building with its cracked, peeling red paint and tugged on the rusted, pitted iron handle, slowly dragging the door open.

"Not to complain about warming up, but aren't we trespassing? I mean, unless you know the owner or something." Hal hesitated, but stepped inside anyway, caring more about getting out of the wind that had picked up and was now biting into his nose and ears.

"Nah, this place has been abandoned for years. I mean, look around!" Seda gestured to various piles of beer bottles, tin cans, and broken bits of junk left by squatters and partiers. "Nobody's home."

"So random people do who knows what in here, and we just wander in? Awesome!" Hal's tone made it difficult to tell if he was annoyed or genuinely thrilled at the prospect of wandering into a creepy abandoned barn with anyone possibly waiting inside. "At least now I'm not freezing my hooves off."

Seda meanwhile was wandering past the piles of debris to the stalls, where he noticed a series of harnesses, incongruously well-kept, with red straps and brass bells, hanging on pegs at the back of one of the stalls. "Huh, weird that these are still here, and in such good condition," he mused. "You'd think someone would have taken them by now."

Hal strode over from near the doorway, his ears perking up. "Hey, those are pretty cool." He stepped closer and eyed the nearest one. "Is it just me, or is that about my size? Could make for a good costume at the party."

"Oh, so now you're the one who's ok with taking someone else's property after complaining about trespassing?" Seda teased. "Still, that does look like it'd fit you, and there's another one about my size. No harm trying them on, I guess? Take a couple pics for fun, have a cool conversation piece?"

"Yeah," Hal replied, taking one off the wall and examining it more closely, "Gotta wonder what harnesses this size were here for. Whoever owned this place was into some kinky shit, probably. Or just had a weird sense of humor. I approve, either way. Here, see if you can help me get this on."

After a couple minutes' adjusting and buckling and tightening, the harness did indeed fit reasonably well. Hal glanced down, then took out his phone and admired himself in the camera. "I think I pull this off well. Unsurprising, really. Your turn!"

A few minutes more, and both Hal and Seda were admiring each other in their new getup, bells jingling faintly as they twisted and turned to get a look from each angle. "The lighting's not so good for pictures, but I guess we could step outside briefly?" Seda suggested. "We probably shouldn't actually take these with us, but we can go back in and take them off after we've had our fun, then get going.

Hal snorted in amusement. "You're really taking to this harness thing, aren't you? Thought you were a werewolf, not a sled dog. Alright, let's go out in the cold again." He grudgingly trudged back over to the door and stepped outside, Seda just behind him.

The wind whipped through Hal's mane and Seda's hair as they stood out in the cold, fumbling with their phones, trying to take a decent picture as the cold set in again and left them tingling from their fingertips to their noses. "Guess we just needed to warm up a bit," Seda said, adjusting his phone and switching to video to grab a short clip for later, "The chill's already a lot more tolerable!"

"Either that or frostbite's setting in, but now that you mention it, yeah, I'm not feeling nearly as cold all of a sudden. Still got the weirdest tingling sensation, though. Ow! What the hell?" There was a sharp cracking sound from the ground where Hal was standing. Feels like someone dropped a weight on my hooves."

Seda jumped as though suddenly struck by something. "Ouch, feels like I stepped on a nail! Wait, Hal...look at your hooves!" Seda pointed, still hopping from foot to foot as though dancing on hot coals.

Hal glanced down. "They're--ow--cloven?" He paused, shaking his head and snorting. "Head's killing me all of a sudden, am I seeing things?"

Seda shook his head, whether in disagreement or in pain was not immediately clear. "N-no, I can see it--ow!" His words were cut off as his shoes split open to reveal a similarly cloven set of hooves, with light gray fur growing out just above them. Seda's face began distorting a bit, first from discomfort, then from actual pain, then from something more, his features slowly elongating into a broad, blunt muzzle.

"It's the harnesses!" Hal exclaimed. "Gotta get them off, quick!" He did his best to fumble at the straps and clasps, but his hands were already rapidly turning into a second set of cloven hooves, and he twisted and turned this way and that, unable to get any purchase with his new appendages. Antlers began growing from between his ears, and he felt a terrible pressure as his body strained at the flannel and denim covering it. Seams burst and erupted into thick fur. He seemed to have a growing erection, too, but it felt odd: not thick and flared as was usual for a stallion, but more tapered and slender, though no less hard or urgent. He ignored it at first, still struggling with the harness and nearly getting one strap loose just as he slipped in the snow and fell forward, instinctively reaching out to catch himself with limbs that were now more foreleg than arm. He rested there on all fours for a few moments, getting his bearings, then tried to stand back up. With some difficulty he managed to rear up on his hind legs, only to feel a sudden added weight across his back, forcing him onto all fours again. "S-Seda? What the hell?"

"C-can't think clearly...in a rut...already," was the only reply Seda could manage. As tended to happen whenever the werewolf was instead forced into a cervid form, he was already feeling overwhelmed with sexual tension, driving him to mount his friend at the first opportunity. His pants already lay in tatters around his hind legs as his conspicuously hard and twitching shaft brushed against Hal's body.

"Ahhh, fuck it, or rather, fuck me. That actually feels...uh...good, and at least we're warmer now. Just make sure I get a turn on top. Can't let you get away without learning how a proper stud does things." His own cock was now slick and dripping, fully out of his sheath, and evidently undeterred by the chilly winter air. He grunted briefly as his friend's tip found its mark after several more tries. "Easy, easy, I'm not used to this!" He tensed up briefly, his body clenching down, before relaxing as Seda paused, and taking a moment to adjust his hooves to bear his friend's weight more comfortably. "Alright, try again."

Seda, exercising as much restraint as he could under the circumstances, slowly thrust himself further inside, the warmth and pressure incredibly inviting compared to the biting cold between his sheath and Hal's hole. A few moments later, and he was hilted, but by no means satisfied. He picked up the pace, pulling his rod back and slamming it forward again, faster each time.

Hal found himself enjoying it immensely, making a noise somewhere between a moan and a bellow. "I need that," he managed to get out between grunts as his friend fucked him harder. He clenched down again briefly, then relaxed as Seda really went to work. "Rut me already!"

Seda needed little encouragement, pumping his hips faster, the bells on his harness jingling loudly with each movement, only just covering up the slaps from his body slamming against Hal's. He felt himself getting close and tried to warn Hal but could only manage a loud roar. He tensed up, and his thrusting slowed briefly before he rammed his cock home one more time, letting out another massive bellow as he felt his load start to pulse through his length and into Hal's depths.

Hal stood there, legs trembling slightly. "Hoooly shit that, ahh, fuck!" He felt his own cock twitch, throb, and spurt his seed out over the snow, some splashing onto his belly fur and painting his forelegs. They stayed there, panting, for several moments, before Seda pulled free and dropped to all fours.

"You think we're gonna change back, or are we stuck like this?" Seda mused, sounding as if he didn't care much what the answer was.

"We better not change yet! I'm still hard as a rock, and you still owe me a turn." His erection, instead of retracting into his sheath, was on full display, still dripping from the remainder of his load.

"Yeah, maybe we need to work all the rutting urges out. That could work." Seda walked around and craned his neck to examine Hal's shaft. "This has me curious." He dragged his tongue slowly over Hal's cock, almost teasingly, from base to tip.

Hal shivered. "Quit messing around and get in front of me already!" His length twitched and throbbed as if he were nearing a second climax already. "We don't have all day!"

Seda got into place. "Don't keep me waiting, then!" He grunted at the sudden weight as Hal wasted no time mounting and entering, not needing many tries despite having new equipment. "Hey, go easy at first, remember?"

Hal slowed a little. "I can only go so easy!" He snorted before picking up his pace again, shaft thrusting in and sliding out faster each time.

In spite of being spent previously, Seda felt himself getting hard again, his body wanting more. He grunted with each loud slap of Hal's cock hilting inside him, rocking slightly under the force of those thrusts, getting increasingly lost in the moment.

Hal thrust even harder, pushing himself in as far as he could. A visible shudder traveled along his spine. He bellowed proudly as hot, thick ropes of his seed filled his friend. Seda huffed and snorted loudly, and produced his second load, no less impressive in volume.

Seda's body trembled, his muzzle hanging open and his breath escaping in steamy clouds as he panted his lust away with the end of his climax, relaxed but not exhausted. He felt more capable of walking through the weather than before. "If that didn't change us back, I don't know what will, but on the bright side, we'll be a lot warmer for the rest of our walk."

Hal grunted as he slid free and found his balance again on slightly shaky legs. "I see two problems here. One, we have no way to carry our phones. Two, we're gonna show up, no matter how many legs we've got."

"All the more reason to hurry up!" Seda responded cheerfully, scooping his phone up carefully with his mouth. "Anywaysh, we jush gotta be carefuh!"

Hal shook his head, the gesture looking odd in his new form, but followed his friend's example. They trudged through the snow, much warmer now thanks to thick fur and thick hides, making better time than they had before. The pair of reindeer still arrived late to the party, but the afterparty was bound to be memorable.