The evening at Tin Lizzie's
The evening at Tin Lizzie's Bar & Grill, a warm, small pub, is coming to an end. It is midnight and a black furred fox, Nicky Rouge, is wiping down the empty tables and helping plastered patrons out the door. He notices a group of people in the corner being especially loud and drunk. He sighs and walks over.
"Hey, it is closing time, you all need to leave." Nicky says. He knows them from the school's basketball team, one of the more successful local sport teams, though sadly not the most polite. The group glares at him. "Beat it you little fag, we aren't done drinking here" says a big, brown wolf, the captain of the team. He is almost a foot taller than Nicky; almost at Nicky's eye level even as he sits in his chair with one muscular arm over the back. Nicky just sighs and says "Look, you aren't even allowed in here, the only reason I haven't busted you to the owner, your parents, and the coach is because I want you guys to make nationals. Please leave before I have to change my mind."
They growl and get up, but instead of turning to leave, circle around Nicky just as the bar owner, Elizabeth "Tin Lizzie" Fulton, walks out to help clean. The fruit bat looks at the scene, and bangs a chair seat on a tabletop as she puts it away to get everyone's attention. The drunk and angry teens turn to the source of the noise and instantly deflate. "Boys, I already told all of you to stay the hell out of here. Not only are you all underage, but also you all have a life ban because of that fight two months ago. Nicky was risking his job just letting you in here. Luckily for you, he's a lot nicer than I am. You should have taken advantage of his kindness and left when you could. I'm actually calling your coach and your parents. Get out or I'll add the fuzz to the list."
They all walk past Nicky, some of them making a point of shoving him with their shoulders. One of them even spits in Nicky's face. Nicky flinches as each of them deals out his measure of petty revenge, but does nothing in response.
As soon as the last team member is out the door, Nicky walks over to the bar, pulls out and slams a ten and a twenty dollar bill on the counter, and starts pulling bottles from the shelves with one paw while wiping his one good eye with the other. Lizzie walks around to behind the bar and places a hand on Nicky's shoulder. He winces and looks at Lizzie; his eye is welling over with tears. Lizzie gently takes the bottles and puts them back, then gently hugs Nicky, not saying anything for a while, rocking back and forth trying to comfort him, allowing Nicky's tears to run into her fur. "Shh, it's okay... some people just don't understand... it'll be okay..."
Nicky just whimpers and nuzzles the comforting bat, burying his nose in the bat's soft fur and trying to drink in her comforting scent.
Suddenly, the sounds of glass and metal being smashed can be heard from outside. Nicky hurdles the bar and sprints to the door. He throws it open and sees red and silver parts flying from inside a circle of people; the same basketball team whom Lizzie had just turned out. A cherry red Motorcycle gas tank with a twin fox tail decal and the Silver Lightning logo lands in front Nicky and, with a sudden horror, he realizes that his bike is being totaled. Lizzie charges out with a shotgun and fires a shot into the air, making everyone jump and turn to face her. She looks at the group, fixating on the leader and with a twisted smile on her face, asserting her authority over the leader, before her face turns stern.
"ALL THOSE WHO AREN'T WORKING FOR ME OR WISHING TO TALK TO THE COPS MAY STAY, ALL THOSE WHO DO NOT FIT INTO EITHER OF THOSE LEAVE NOW, ANY ONE WISHING TO CAUSE MORE DAMAGE OR PICK A FIGHT WILL BE EATING LEAD AND ASPHALT." She yells while cocking the gun and aiming both barrels square between the eyes of the captain, who still has a shining red scrap of metal in his hand.
As one, every single member of the group runs away with their tails tucked between their legs and stumbling over each other. Nicky kneels down and picks up the gas tank, watching gasoline leak from it. He then holds it to him like a dying friend, caressing it, whispering to it, feeling his tears and the gasoline mingle and become one, sending his mind reeling, though whether it was from grief or gas inhalation, Nicky doesn't know nor care.
After what seems like hours of inhaling gas fumes, Nicky is light-headed and swaying where he knelt on the hard asphalt. Lizzie gently takes the gas tank from between his shaking paws, sets it on the pile of parts and slowly pulls Nicky to his feet. "C'mon, you're in no condition to go home. Head upstairs and wash up. I'll bring you a towel as soon as I get your bike into the back."
Nicky just nods stiffly and heads back in, dazed and unaware of what is happening, passing all of the other staff members.
"Hey bro, what's up? I'm glad my girlfriend asked YOU for a 'donation'. I can't give her one cause, ya know, I don't got the equipment bitch," a brown rat in a chef coat wiping a table says to Nicky, and then after getting a good look at Nicky and a good whiff of him she adds, "Hey Nick, you okay, you look like Brick did after he came home from Iraq, and you smell like a broken fuel line."
Nicky just looks at her with a blank expression and sits at a table.
"Chuck, Dillon, get over here, Nick looks like... well like an infected." The female rat says as she tries to get a better look at Nicky. He just looks down and away, not knowing what to say. Charles Palaga, a slick looking badger, walks over and sits across from Nicky and looks at the brown rat.
"Can you cook up something? See, if you want to loosen his lips, Molly, you need to give him a reason to open his mouth." The brown rat nods and walks back into the kitchen. A couple of the other chefs and waiting staff go outside to see what Lizzie is doing. They see her dragging bike parts to the back. One goes back in to relay the news, while the rest start helping her out, realizing what has happened from the pile chrome and cherry red.
The one that walks back in to the pub to report to the rest of the crew is a meerkat named Jayden Oblivic. Jayden watches as Nicky is given a plate of chicken tenders and curly fries, which Nicky makes no attempt to touch. "Guys, Nicky's bike was totaled. The others are hauling the parts in the back now." Jayden looks at Chuck and sees that, in his attempt to cheer Nicky up, is about to say something that will do a lot more harm than good. He tries to make eye contact, to signal to Chuck to shut up and help Molly clean up, but is unsuccessful. "Hey man, it's just a bike. We can fix it up and if not, we'll help you replace it, I promise." Nicky's eyes get wider as he growls and tenses up.
"Just a bike...?" He whispers, his voice hoarse and unsteady from crying. Then he slams his hand on the table, all his pent up rage and frustration exploding forth. Each dirty look from the basketball team, the insults, every time that they had spat at him, and finally, the unforgivable act of destroying his bike, all burst from him as he screamed. He didn't scream at his friends, not even at Chuck, but to the whole room, the whole world, which treated him like shit, bullied and tormented him, and had reduced his life to serving arrogant pricks like that basketball team. "YOU THINK YOU CAN REPLACE THREE AND A HALF YEARS OF LOVE AND CARE? I BUILT THAT BIKE FROM NOTHING! THE COMPANY DOESN'T EVEN EXIST ANYMORE! THERE WERE ONLY FIFTY PRODUCED! THAT BIKE KEPT ME SANE! SHE GAVE ME SO MUCH; A WAY OF GETTING AROUND, SOMETHING TO KEEP ME WHEN NO ONE ELSE WANTED ME AROUND, A FRIEND THROUGH THE TOUGH TIMES, SOMETHING WITH UNYIELDING AND UNWAVERING LOYALTY, AND ALL SHE EVER WANTED WAS SOME GAS AND A REGULAR CLEANING! YOU THINK YOU CAN REPLACE ALL THAT? SILVIA WAS MORE THAN A BIKE; SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS THERE FOR ME, LONG BEFORE YOU WERE!"
Nicky starts cramming the food in his mouth and screaming nonsense and crumbs, tears streaming from his eye and down his cheek. Lizzie and the rest of the crew walk in, and stand silently by the door watching him, as Nicky chews, and cries, and screams and rocks back and forth in his chair, unable to bear the weight of his loss Nicky takes the rest of the food, stomps through the door to the upstairs area and slams it behind him.
"EVERYONE, GET BACK TO WORK NOW PLEASE." Lizzie says, dispelling the shocked silence that had been left behind. She then turns to Molly and adds: "Sweetie, Nicky might not be able to have sex tonight. So no tricks or teasing unless he and I both give the go ahead. Do you understand me?" Molly nods, saddened by the sight she has just seen, desperate to follow Nicky upstairs, hold him, comfort and caress him like Lizzie did, twenty minutes and a lifetime of sadness ago, Molly's softer side shining through momentarily before her thoughts drift to how she could control Nicky and use him to get more and more pleasure. Lizzie just sighs and walks to the stairwell door as Molly follows. Lizzie and Molly open and go through the door and close it behind them, Molly locking the door, caring more about getting her sexual gratification than the emotional well being of Nicky. Lizzie picks up on the click and sighs again, knowing full well the only reason Molly locks a door is that she doesn't want to be disturbed in one of her 'gains'. Lizzie and Molly head upstairs, the sound of the shower running growing louder and louder. They reach the top and look down the hallway, looking at the four doors. Lizzie notices the master bedroom door open and thinks "Shit, he's in our room... Damn it Molly, you saw Nicky's face. Why can't you leave sex out of tonight?"
Nicky sighs, tears mingling with the hot water pelting his fur and running off his lean, supple body. He hears the bedroom door open. He gathers his waist long raven hair and puts it behind him. He looks down at his body, taking it all in; the eight sensitive nipples from feral breeding in his family and thick, wide flanks to create an ass that gets him mistaken for a girl at times. The thick long sheath hides a twelve inch cock and the balls are quite large as well, the doctors had told him it was expected along with other changes that haven't shown yet. Nicky grasps his muzzle and whimpers as his tongue feels a sharp pain down the middle and a pulling all over it. He whimpers and tucks his tail as the taste of acid and licorice fills his mouth. He gets louder as his nipples feel a piercing pain. It gets almost intolerable and he starts hitting his head on the wall, the piercing pain spreading through his body and along the shaft. He screams as he rams his head into the wall now, breaking tiles, as he loses awareness of his surroundings and all thought beyond the pain. He feels the pain creep into his head and legs and through sheer force of will pushes it back to his cock, nipples, and tongue, growling as he rams his fists into the abused wall screaming in pain, gunk dribbling from his mouth. * After what felt like an eternity, the pain quickly fades for Nicky. His thoughts return and he sees the water tainted with ebony swirls. He looks at the source of the inky mixture, a pile of black sludge. Nicky scoops it up and mumbles: "Terminal Mana Corruption, not only incurable, but it's also messy and painful..." He pours it onto the tub floor as he remembers that he threw up at one point and stands to look at the new changes. He again moves his hair behind him and looks and doesn't understand what he's looking at. A ring on each nipple, ridges along his cock, the head has little spikes, and the knot has rows of bumps, like a dildo for those who want something extra pleasurable. Nicky turns off the water, grabs a towel, and starts drying off. He heads to a mirror and sticks out his tongue. He gasps as it drops to his ankles. It now has a long split in the middle, which makes it look like a stretched out version of a dragon tongue. He quickly pulls it back into his mouth and hurries to dry off but moans loudly as the towel rubs on his erection, the feeling of a painful pleasure shoot throughout his entire being. Just then the door opens and Lizzie walks in.
"Nicky, are you okay? Did you have another change?" Nicky turns to Lizzie and nods his head, afraid his tongue will loll out if he speaks, as he holds the towel up to hide his body. Molly peeks over Lizzie's shoulder and squeaks in delight as she spots the massive erection. Unconsciously, her tail moves to massage her pussy, already moist with expectation. Fantasies of her with Nicky and Lizzie, her as their superior, their dominator.
Lizzie just glides to Nicky and holds him tightly. "Are you up for tonight? Because I am no matter what you look like. You're beautiful inside and out." She says with a smile. Then she kisses Nicky deeply, locking muzzles and their tongues start exploring until they find each other. The two wage a passionate war inside the other's mouth as Nicky softly grinds on Lizzie, Lizzie taking notice of the new tongue wrapping around hers so much.
Molly's tail whips the ground as she watches the embrace and she uses her tail to whip Lizzie's ass. "You're my bitch. How dare you leave me out." Molly says icily. "I guess I'll have to show you both whose boss." Molly drags the two out by the wrists with a strength Nicky never would have guessed she had, then throws them both onto the bed. "Lizzie, undress now and Nick, lay down. I get first ride." Molly orders and both do as their told.
Molly watches as Lizzie undresses, taking in the supple curves and large breasts of her forty year old love slave's well maintained body. Nicky is confused by Lizzie's change in behavior and mood as she wipes her face of tears as she drops her shirt and the scars on her back show through her fur and shine in the moon light. Nicky sees Molly's face light up as she takes in the sight of the scars that seem recent. Nicky sits up, looking down right pissed, and starts seeing red as he thinks about all the times when Lizzie said or did something and Molly rejected, Lizzie backed off and allowed Molly to run rough shot over her, and the times when molly got angry, Lizzie flinched, and why he could often hear Lizzie cry in the wine room. Nicky let out a small growl as he starts to shake, thinking "How dare she hurt this angelic creature and with such joy! I'll show the little fuck wad what happened to people who torture good people like Lizzie!", Molly still admiring her handy-work as Lizzie is fully aware of Nicky. Lizzie realizes that Nicky will do something unless she acts quickly. She leans over into Nicky's lap quickly and starts sucking the head of his cock, taking in the strange and new feel of the soft spines on it. Molly glares but nods and says "Good girl, lube him up nice and good." Nicky moans and gently strokes Lizzie's hair as she starts bobbing her head, becoming a little taken aback by the ridges and the Jacob's ladder as Nicky cools off enough to think straight. Molly flips on the light, keeping her eyes on the couple. Lizzie blinks as Nicky looks up and Molly flinches away from Nicky's face. She sees his left eye, which is usually covered by an eye patch, is abyss black and leaking black fluid, it reminds her of something that looks through you from inside a grave, the eye of something beyond this world. Molly then, noticing how much Lizzie is enjoying when she lets out a low, long moan, stomps over and pulls Lizzie's hair making Lizzie release Nicky's cock and screech loudly.
Nicky growls again, then smooths his features out into a cool blank look. He lies back down and allows the dark mana to flow through his body. Nicky flexes his paws and starts jerking off.
"Wow, Nicky I heard you were big, but altered too. I like my men and women transformed to pleasure me. It's like banging a different person every day without the guilt. In fact, Lizzie was going to go into the clinic to get a cock, turn her arms into breasts, and get some tentacles." Molly says as Nicky stops and sits up. "Really... well let me give you the full experience." Nicky says, grinning as he stands up.
"That's more like it. You know, you'd make a great slave. You'd look absolutely mouth-watering in leather." Molly purrs as she struts over to Nicky, with her eyes on her new prize, his body. Molly grabs the long, pulsing rod of black flesh and strokes it a few times and making him moan softly, before growling: "A little thick for my taste, but that will change soon." She hisses softly as she lets go and flops backward gracefully onto the bed with her legs spread wide open, letting her tail stroke her wet, hot pussy.
"Too easy..." Nicky thinks as he lets his tongue slowly slide out. Molly's eyes widen as Nicky's tongue lowers to his knees and the long fork wraps around her thighs. Nicky positions himself between her legs and slams in, making Molly gasp, squeaking in pain and hissing at Nicky's forceful entry. Molly then feels a pulsing tingling, giving her a strange pleasure that washes her anger away. Nicky smiles as he wraps his tongue around her neck, thrusting hard and fast letting the leftover dark mana flow unhindered into his victim, hearing her gasp and groan in pleasure as she holds him tightly. Nicky's long tongue squeezes Molly's thighs and neck as it licks her tail hole relentlessly, as she arches her back and gripping Nicky's fur. Molly pants, feeling her body become full, though she doesn't know what of, and she loves the full feeling of Nicky's cock in her. His tongue forces its way into her tight tail hole as she squeaks, unable to bring herself to scream or protest at Nicky's domination of her body, the pleasure stopping her tongue, allowing nothing to pass her lips but moans. Molly lets go of Nicky and tries to pinch her nipples but she can't move her fingers when she gets her hands on her breasts. Nicky pushes his knot in Molly's pussy, locking her to him so she can't escape the punishment he has set for her. Molly starts panicking as she watches her hands deform into nothing. Nicky giggles as Molly struggles against him, pushing his tongue deeper into her ass. Molly tries to kick Nicky and realizes her legs are just thigh nubs now. Nicky's tongue slips off her legs as they melt into her hips and his tongue responds by pushing itself far into her easily even as she tries to push it out and clenches to stop it from going farther. "Too late..." Nicky whispers and then he orgasms as he screams pumping Molly full of massive amounts of hot seed and dark mana. Molly tries to scream but her mouth tightens at the top and bottom, and her vocal chords feel like they just melded into her wind pipe. Her body spasms as she orgasms with him, feeling her tail thicken and shorten. Nicky sucks at Molly's mouth as her teeth loosen and fall out, then he spits out the teeth that he sucked into his mouth. Molly's nipples ache and sprout out into dicks as she wiggles in vain, her arms now completely gone. She cries, squeaking from her new mouth, which has become a vagina, and she sees her body from below the pussy is a long cock that is wrapped around Nicky's leg. She tries to squeeze his leg but can't build up the strength to keep him from thrusting into her. Her muzzle shrinks into her face, smoothing the new feature. She grows a dick and a set of balls above her original pussy and has a second orgasm, coating herself as she pants heavily which makes her squeak loudly. Nicky bucks a few more times before slowing to a stop and pulling his tongue from her anus.
Molly's eyes flutter as she comes down from the changes and the back to back orgasms. Molly continues to cry and squeak as she lies there limply under the monster responsible.
Nicky yanks out his knotted dick from Molly's pussy, making her squeak loudly in pain. "You ever hurt this angel again and I will make sure you pay for it worse than you have just now." He says, in a demonic voice as he strokes Lizzie's hair. Nicky then turns to Lizzie as his tongue uncoils from Molly's neck and slurps it back into his mouth. He then hugs Lizzie tightly and caresses her pussy. Lizzie gasps and then screams as she grows a cock and balls of her own and comes all over Nicky and herself. The room swirls for both Lizzie and Molly as they pass out.
Nicky climbs out of bed and moves them together into a natural position of sleeping embrace. He then covers the now spooning couple with a blanket, sure that Lizzie will be happier, because he has given her many more chances to have children, the ability to father some children if she chooses, and her mate a chance to change her ways for the better through having to need another and showing her that she isn't exempt from deserved punishment. Nicky will change her back... for the most part, when she learns her lesson. Until then, Lizzie can enjoy her new sex pet. Nicky pats them both and heads into one of the other rooms and lies down on the sheets and blankets and quickly drifts off into a dreamless sleep.