Eric's Fur Suit
It was a lonely night and the storm was raging on and on. Eric looked out the window glumly and let out a low sigh of boredom. It's been raining for the past few hours and he's been stuck at home from his date since he drives a convertabile. His car seemed to be the best buy he could get until he decided to move to Seattle. Bad idea on his part.
The crack of lightning threw his throughts away as he jumped from startlement as his lights went out.
"Just what I need. A lonely night with me, my boner, and no electricity for a porno," he said ouloud to himself. It didn't matter how loud he screamed anyways, his neighbors in his apartment building didn't really seem to care if he exlaimed Help I'm having a heart attack! as loud as he could. In either case, no one really minded about him screaming something random, since living in Seattle most people on the streets start talking random things as it was. His apartment building was something of a marvel to look at it from the outside, but on the inside it seemed every druggie in the city lived there. Eric himself didn't even bother to explore the rest of his apartment, since his own bedroom door was taped down with police tape with the chalked outline of a body on the bedroom floor. That didn't exactly spur him on to want to try and look around.
Eric was a brave person, but not exactly brave enough to take on the thought of exploring an apartment like his. On the other hand, Eric's looks made up for his fear of exploration. He was a handsome six foot two with a nice build to his body. Muscles rippled even from the simplest of task such as drinking coffee. His jet black hair was nice and groomed everyday, even though it wasn't long enough to start to be styled. His large baby blue eyes were the only thing that seemed to capture the hearts of many. They were hard set into his skull yet soft enough to make him look of a child's innocence. On top of all that, or at least below the waist, he was very well hung. Eight and half inches of uncut man meat made him very ideal for either the women of the city or at least a glory hole every now and then.
As Eric walked towards his bedroom in attempts to sleep with his raging hard on reminding him of his hormones, he casually passed by his closet. It was very dark and had a hint of red to it, such as a blood stain to it. He never once opened it, for fear of finding something he might not like. "What could it hurt?" he asked himself out loud again, since of course no one was truthfully going to pay that much attention to him in this apartment as it is. Summoning up his courage he reached to the closet door and slid it to the side to open it. Peering down he saw nothing but a small lightbulb dangling and a very large box taped shut. The word Fragile written across the side boldly.
Since he had gone this far, it wouldn't hurt him to venture forth even further. Leaning down he grabbed a hold of the box and pulled it out into the dimly lit room thanks to ever so often flashing of the lightning in his bedroom window.
Pulling apart the cardboard opening, he glanced down at what was inside. To his shock, the only thing he found was what appeared to be a very new looking Halloween costume. It looked to be a fursuit, bright shiny pelt of grey wolf looking fur gleamed back beautifully. He reached down to touch the fur and was amazed on how incredibly soft it felt, much more on how incredibly real it felt as well. It looked to be like it had everything to this costume. It had realistic looking paws, complete with pads as well as dull claws for both hands and feet. A beautiful body part that had a hidden zipper to hide it's fakeness. Much more so, on the suit it even had a small mound of fur with a hole in it. Thinking it was a rip in the fabric, Eric peered closer. Blinking in amazement, he realized this must be where the animal's sheath was, the hole being a place for a man to insert his own genitilia into.
A small smile creeped across his face as he had many ideas of what to do with his new found costume, but all of those ideas would have to wait until he either got electricity back or the morning hours. Laying down with the costume spread out across the floor, Eric first took note of one thing the costume was missing. A head peice. It was complete in every aspect except there was no part or peice for a head. Shrugging it off, Eric calmly fell unto his bed. Falling asleep almost instantly as he dreamed of what to do about the costume.
In the daylight hours, Eric awoke to the soft feeling of the fur of the costume on his arm. Looking down, he realized in his own sleep he let an arm drop over his bed to actually caress the fur in his sleep. Looking around his apartment he realized he now had both electricity and a beautiful sunrise with no rain. Standing up Eric began to undress himself down to his boxers as he picked up the fursuit. Carefully he pulled on the body part, happily letting his thick organ fit comfortably into the sheath area. He then zipped himself up before he started to pull on both the paws onto his hands and feet. To his suprise, the fursuit was incredibly comfortable and felt very nice to his skin. Eric danced around and smiled happily. This was a very nice looking fursuit, aside that he had a gentle breeze against his bare arse from a hole in the back. Turning around to see where the breeze was coming from, he lifted up his new tail to find out the hole was for his own tailhole. An odd add on he thought, but still realistic looking none the less.
He couldn't hesitate any longer as he ran towards the bathroom to glance at himelf into the full body mirror. Standing in front of the mirror he did a double take and nearly fell over. To his suprise he was staring at his entire body in the fursuit, but not only this, somehow he seemed to have the head of a wolf. Quickly reaching up he grabbed a hold of his face, but didn't feel the familiar contours. Instead he only found pointy wolf ears, a strong muzzle, a cold nose, and a nice set of newly obtained fangs. His baby blue eyes were the same at least, yet every other part of his body was no part of this newly obtained fursuit.
Eric frantically reached behind himself and reached for the zipper. Angrily he tried to find it through the soft fur, but to no avail did he find the peice to let him out. Thinking he'd have better chances without the paws on, he quickly grabbed a hold of his paws and starting to yank at them. As he did, his mouth opened up and let out an actual yip. He wasn't pulling at the fake paws anymore, he was pulling at his own real wolf paws now.
Eric began to panic. This wasn't right, this was far from being right. This fursuit was not stuck to him, no, he was the fursuit. He's now a furry, an animal with human characteristics. Being in a state of utter shock, Eric slowly dragged his feet, claws and all, towards his bed and sat down, feeling half faint from so much he had to take in such a short morning period. The only thing Eric didn't check now was his sheath. Praying he at least had it still there, he shakily grabbed his new sheath and pulled the skin back. His hips bucked gently but his eyes were the ones that seemed about ready to buck right from his sockets. His thick man meat was replaced with the pink, fleshy form of a canines, only larger so. It was too much for Eric, he let his sheath go and fell to the floor, passing out.
When he woke up at long last, he glanced around. It was night time now, as his clock chimed at the ninth hour. The lights in the house were on at least, only to allow Eric to glance down and surmise his newly wolf body. Eric slowly stood to his feet and fell onto the bed, mouth muttering in complete dumbfoundness on what to do now. He was stuck like this and he couldn't get this damn thing off. Thinking of no alternative, he quickly dived for the box that had the suit in it and dug around for anything to help him. To his suprise, he pulled out a shiny business looking card and read aloud the words.
"WARNING: Fursuit may become stuck to the body and person may experience a side effect of morphing into a wolf, " Eric read, blinking at the odd words. Now, he is a wolf, and that was because he put on a costume. Most likely, that wasn't a side effect, that's an effect really. Eric continued on to read. "In order to get the costume off-," Eric began, his own tail actually wagging from excitement, "-the bearer of the suit must have an ejaculation to remove the fur."
Eric about fainted once again at hearing those words. Then again, if this card says the side effect was turning into a wolf, what could it hurt to try and ejaculate to get the fur off? Eric realized the true nature of his new form, as he surmised his hormones were sky rocketing. He felt like he had to hump something, anything. Key word being hump. He could've sworn that if a leg was present, he'd be all over it, humping like there wasn't a care in the world. Quickly Eric ran to his private dresser drawer and opened it up, pulling out a porno. He ran to the living room, pulled the shades, and popped in his video. As he watched, Eric watched in dull interest, this porno was his favorite and yet seeing it now didn't seem to turn him on in the least. Shaking his head, hoping to find something better on TV, Eric flicked on to the Discovery Channel. It was almost a bad idea.
They were having a special on wolves, and the second Eric saw a female wolf starting to get mounted by a male wolf, Eric's erection started to increase the confineds of his sheath. Quickly he pulled back the furry containment and started to rub his new organ. He was a little shocked to find that it was thinner than he was before as well as a little shorter, but that didn't bother him at all. Even more curious, when Eric began to rub his length, he was suprised to find he slowly had a steadily increasing bulge around the base of his new wolf cock. The more and more he rubbed, the more and more larger and thicker it became.
His attention was stolen back to the TV as he watched the wild wolves mating wildly. Eric lifted his head back and started to moan, which to him sounded more like a howl. His slippery organ easily glided between his furry paws as he masturbated even faster. He glanced down to watch himself, amazed to see the once almost pencil thin looking member had now started to grow thicker and longer. Eric watched in amazement as his own cock started to turn from a soft, pinkish color to a slowly increasing red color. Not only this, but the feeling was incredible! It felt like he was cumming already, but as he glanced down again, he saw large and high spurts of pre cum. He couldn't resist it. Leaning down he used his new tongue to lap at the tip of his cock. Tasting his sweet animal lust on his tongue which only spurred him to paw off faster.
His own paw became a blur as it glided up and down his length quickly. Panting heavily with his tongue literally lolling off the side of his muzzle. Eric began to moan loudly, as usual not caring if the neighbors heard. Soon Eric came to a shock as he glanced back down to his new wolf member. He couldn't wrap his fingers around the width of his knot and his fingers barely touched over the rest of his cock. Eric groaned loudly at the sight as he began to paw himself further. Bringing him closer and closer to the brink as his eyes became glued to the TV. The wolves both were getting closer, and so was Eric.
Finally right when the documentary began to describe how the male locks his knot inside of the bitch, Eric let loose one of the loudest howls he's ever heard. His own wolfhood jumped in his paws and splattered his face with a strong jet stream of cum. His furry globes were emptying their entire load all over Eric's body. He began to moan more and more, letting go of his member to let his cock spray his wolf jizz on every available thing. Eric leaned down and opened his muzzle wide, letting the salty taste splash into the back of his throat, gulping it down greedily. Soon his knot began to shrink after what seemed an eternity of cumming. Eric glanced around, panting very heavily at the sight of his apartment. Almost everything covered in a clear white fluid that was of his cum. Still panting, Eric didn't care if he couldn't get the suit off anymore, he layed down onto his couch and almost immidiettly fell asleep. His cock slipping back into his sheath as he slept.
When Eric finally awoke, he was suprised to see the fursuit completely gone, his face and body back to normal. As he ventured forth into his bedroom, he saw the suit was neatly folded onto his bed. Eric didn't remember getting up to put it away at all last night, but as far as he could tell, he didn't care. In just an hour last night, the fursuit was off and Eric got off. His cock jumped gently to remind him of his wild night. Eric gently took great care into putting his new fursuit into his drawer of pornos. Already knowing and planning to himself that the fursuit is going to be coming out a lot more than just his tapes this time.