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CHAPTER 2 - Dinner and Dessert

James expected the facility he was in to be smaller. He now felt foolish sitting in one of many rows of tables, naked as the day he had been born, with a cacophony of voices belonging to equally naked people. James had tried to show some modesty before they headed out of his room, wanting to wrap the blanket around himself like a toga, but Caiden had growled at him. Imagine a growling wolf-mutt more than a head taller than you, with arms that could snap you in half. Then imagine yourself not doing whatever the wolf-mutt had said. Even if doing what he said meant that you would expose a hard-on to hundreds, thousands of people, that would be the better option.

The seats were a tight fit, James was squeezed in between two friends of his supposed partner. To his right leg he felt the stubby fur of a lion, who had (very originally) taken the name Leo. To his left the fur was longer and fuzzy, belonging to a panda named Zhou. James had no intent of choosing a different name for himself, but it seemed they had chosen names based on what they had become. It made him wonder where Caiden took his name.

The two who sat next to him were familiar, in the same way that Caiden was. Though he could not ever recall speaking to them before, it felt as if he ought to know who they are. James never voiced those thoughts.

His cock was still rock solid. It pointed to the roof, throbbing and aching, making it difficult to concentrate on eating the food. His gland had slimmed down and become redder, no longer being a simple purple mushroom. He could almost see it slimming down up top and becoming thicker down below. The skin that had been pulled down had started to form a cave from where the cock seemed to have come. James wanted to pull on it, masturbate. His hand almost ready to take a grip, hovering in the air between the food and there. Tuning out everything around him, where he was, that he was around people. That he was around people made it more exciting. He started to move his hand closer.

"James," came Caiden's voice from the other side of the table. "It is time for food, not that. Show patience."

The lion snickered next to him, as James quickly put his hands up to the table. James stared at his food, shaking his legs and tapping his fingers on the table. On his plate was still that brown stew. Everyone around him was gulping it down, but he himself was doubtful. It didn't seem appetizing. It didn't seem interesting, it looked hobbled together from leftovers. Yet it had a nice smell, a rich and spicy one. Chili mixed with cinnamon. There was no spoon, no utensils, so he grabbed the bowl in both hands and put it to his mouth. It was a good, earthy taste that burned his tongue.

Soon he had joined his comrades in finishing the food. Unlike them, with his burning tongue, he didn't get a re-fill. James drank his water and looked around himself. There were several more humans in the room, or near-humans. James only had a chance to look at them with a cursory glance, though they all seemed different. Some had strange heads, like their skulls had started to change. Others had less body-hair than he did. James's growing fur continue to itch, but he had grown accustomed to it. His left arm's fur, up to just above the wrist and from the hand was of the color white, sprinkled with both blond and black streaks. Secretly, he loved that look. James felt proud of that strange, distinguished feature. It meant that he wouldn't be a copy-cat of something, like the lion, the panda or Caiden. He had something unique going for him.

The rest of the fur had continued to grow and change as he had seen before. His back was black and his stomach blond. Nothing else really distinguished him from the pack. He figured he would become a German Shepherd of sorts.

Zhou finished his fourth portion by licking the bowl clean, then his lips, and then speaking for the first time in a while.

"So, who's this guy?" The panda asked Caiden and nodded towards the sole human. "Fresh meat?"

"Don't call them fresh meat, Zhou, they don't like that."

"Well, I'll keep calling the fresh meat fresh meat, until he picks a name." The panda suddenly took a grip around James's shoulder, shaking him back and forth. "Or... you have any issues with that, Caiden?"

"My name is James," James whispered quietly, but they ignored him.

Caiden sighed, "Last time I picked a fight with you it didn't go good. But just 'cause he's human still, that doesn't mean you should show no respect. He can still speak, speak to him yourself if you wanna know who the guy is."

James stared back down at his food, but a claw touched the underside of his jaw, pulling his head up and moving it to the right. It was Leo, the lion, who spoke, "Since our friend Caiden refuses to say, perhaps you can? Family - sister, brother, both? What'd you do? Ambitions?

"I- uhh," James couldn't muster any words. The lion held the claw in place, forcing James to take in the large mane that surrounded his features. Stark yellow eyes stared at James, and Leo licked his lips, as if contemplating a meal.

Suddenly the lion looked at Caiden, "This guy's a keeper, I reckon, but he arrived today, yes?"

Caiden nodded, "Like everyone else."

"Why are we pretending?" asked Zhou, but he went ignored.

"So that should mean it is almost time," Leo's intent glare turned back to him. "Caiden, can we go off to to the side and speak for a little bit? I think I know how to make the human speak. Zhou can keep him company meanwhile."

A slight growl - it almost sounded protective, to James's ears - could be heard in Caiden's voice as he replied, "Make it quick."

***

James didn't like seeing Caiden walk away, back toward the entrance. He was in a strange place, and strange things were happening to him. He remembered failing the test, but he could not for the life of him remember taking it. His mind felt numb as he thought of that, sitting down, writing on the test. Who were his classmates?

James knew he was the smart kid in the class, he remembered that well. But he couldn't remember whether there had been other people as smart as he. He could not recall their faces when he tried.

Zhou, the panda next to him, felt more familiar. There was nothing likeable about him. Zhou lacked charm and it would be a dreadful bore to wait for Caiden and Leo to come back. And the panda didn't feel as reliable as Caiden.

It was in the air, around him. There was something different about him, from Caiden and Leo.

"Is it normal not to remember anything, Zhou?" asked James.

Zhou, slurping up some of the residue from the bottom of his bowl, turned to the changing human. "What was that?"

"I mean. My brain, my memories. I remember some things, some very general things. But there is no... you know, there is nothing underneath it all..."

Zhou put down the bowl, "I understand. They have the depths of a puddle, instead of an ocean."

James thought that was a good way of putting it, and was slightly upset that he wasn't the one to come up with it. His memories were like a puddle. All of them were on the surface. Had he ever gone on a fishing trip with his father? If so, had he liked it? He could not remember ever mentioning 'fish' to his father.

Good riddance, because fish is terrible. He could not fathom why anyone would sink their teeth into those slimy, icky animals, when better options existed. Even the lunch he had just eaten.

"So it is normal, then?"

Zhou shook his head, "No. It is not normal. Most would remember correctly. You could ask any of the humans in here and I bet you a re-fill of lunch that they would remember in detail. You're not- Sorry."

"Sorry?"

"Sorry. I don't want to talk about it."

"Why?"

"Because you're not one to hear of it before Dr. Eiden decides you can."

"Dr. Eiden? Who?"

Zhou sighed, "Neve rmind. Let us shift the topic... There are rumors going around."

James looked at the panda, who had a well-suited smirk plastered on his face. "Rumors?" The panda nodded. "What rumors? Tell!"

The panda's smirk grew wider, but he lowered his voice as he spoke, "Well, there's rumors that we're not, really, stupid. Humans such as Dr. Eiden... they are hiding things. They have ulterior motives with this. Already rulers of our country - what could their motives be? Do they want to rule the world?"

Dumfounded, James looked toward the door in hope that Caiden would come back. He already knew he wasn't stupid, not really. That was one of the memories he had in that puddle. Sure, there was no depth to it, but he could think. He could rationalize. That ought to mean he is smart. This conspiracy thing, though, it was a thing for the nut jobs. Not for working furs. All furs ought to be loyal to the humans. That these seemed not to be... it meant trouble.

James scratched his cock, which had remained erect, "I don't know. That is a bad rumor." He said nothing more as he continued to scratch at his groin, waiting for Caiden.

***

Zhou wasn't a pleasant man to be around all alone. James felt relieved when the canine and lion returned, especially because they were prettier to look at. That wouldn't have seemed like a valid reason to not want to spend time with someone a day before, and perhaps it was good that the growing lust in between his legs had died off a little, but Zhou was the opposite of Caiden in that aspect.

When the two returned they said good bye to Zhou and told James to follow. He was more than pleased to.

"Where are we going?" James asked as they exited the dining hall, intent to control his feelings a little. His cock bounced in the air, almost burning out of need as they walked. James shielded his privacy using his hands, but he couldn't resist poking at it every now and then, making his own step grind to a halt.

"To a room with less noise and more privacy," came the reply. Caiden's answer was short, curt and to the point. There was that hint of authority again, the hint that sent images to James's mind of him doing things that he had assumed only women did.

Leo continued, slightly more cheerful, "Not that you would care for privacy, it is Caiden who's always been a bit of a bore."

Caiden shot him a dark, killing look.

"What do you mean?" James asked, but received only a smirk in reply. They walked mostly in silence, and James kept falling behind. With the changes distracting him and with his legs being considerably shorter, he always played catch up. He must have looked ridiculous, half-running with his hands covering himself, until Caiden snatched an arm of his. "Hey!"

"You're too slow." It was said with an uncharacteristic, stone-dead face. Playful banter that James couldn't see.

James would have made a snarky reply if it wasn't for an ache in his jaw, in the roots of the teeth. It wasn't a pain like tooth-ache, instead it was the same sort of pain that the dental surgeons used to repair the enamel of those who didn't take care of their teeth. The roots were digging at the flesh, finding new places to sit. He felt at his teeth with his tongue, even the normally flat side-teeth had a sharpness to them. Like the growing fur, it wouldn't stop. James put his concentration elsewhere, taking his mind off the pain...

He turned his head around and looked at the tail swishing back and forth behind Caiden's body. Soon, he too would have a tail. He wondered whether it would be as fluffy. Caiden's tail was like his fur, rough and splattered into a multitude of directions, tangled together and having never seen a brush. James fell into the rhythm of Caiden's step, right foot, left foot, swishing his butt a little with the pretense that he had already had a tail.

In some ways, but he would admit it to no one, James found the tail to be the most alluring part of a fur. While some had tails that curved up, it was the tails that didn't that were the best. Having looked at many furs they walked past, the tail always hid the other bits. The ass, balls swinging if the owner took wide enough steps. It was a method of subterfuge, subtlety and some modesty. Things he currently had none of.

They arrived at a door in a residential area. The hallway similar to the one outside his cell, but much cleaner, more colorful and well taken care of.

Leo looked at James, a wild grin on his maw, "Ready for dessert, are we?" His eyes diverted down, eying James's body.

"Dessert?" James tried to ask, though it came out as a dark wheeze. The tongue didn't feel right in his mouth. He coughed and tried again, "How will we get dessert up here, if the dining hall is down there?" He pointed at the ground in the general direction where he thought it might be. The dark wheeze was still present, though in the background of his usual voice. Even James thought it made himself sound uncertain, as if he didn't quite know what he had asked, and as if he wanted the other party to dominate the conversation. He didn't. Leo looked away from James and to Caiden, who was fiddling with the door code.

"This one ain't smart at all, is he?" Leo asked Caiden, as Caiden managed to get the door open and urging all of them to get inside with the wave of a hand.

Caiden replied, "You know what happened! Don't be rude to him, it ain't his fault, else I kick you out from here head first." He moved inwards and lit the lights.

"I ain't dumb, I was the top of my class!" James protested - that's what he remembered, he remembered being the top of the crop - but the others ignored him as always. The room seemed more spacious than the one he had woken up in, though it was hard to recall exactly how the other room had looked. There was a large mattress along the floor, and a TV on the wall. And a separate room for the bathroom. In one corner, underneath a desk, a bunch of leather straps were thrown in a heap, a collar lay underneath it all. James scratched his bearded cheeks, then the back of his neck as he imagined what it was used for.

Blood rushed down to his already hard cock, he had to pull his legs together. James turned away from the others with his body and glanced down his groin. It wasn't his cock that was pulsing, but his balls. His heart beat quicker, in pace with the balls. He was humping the air just a tiny bit, to relieve some of the pressure. And to get a better look as the balls swung. The balls did not revert in size after they pulsed, but stayed big, becoming more and more visible underneath his cock with each pulse.

James forgot the others were in the room with him: he placed the left hand underneath his balls, feeling them heave in his hand. Rolling the flesh and testicles around. They fit in one hand, but just barely, and it became harder to give them a good squeeze with each pulse. He grabbed his cock with his right paw and started to pump slowly, thinking of that collar. He pumped faster and faster, his cock swelling and getting close to shooting.

Then a hand spinning him around dragged him back to reality. Leo grabbed both of his wrists, not allowing James the chance to hide himself. "What are you doing?" the lion asked with a smirk.

At first he had the urge to speak the truth, to confess of the crime, to confess his lack of control. But James remembered the one he had been in his fantasy a few seconds prior. That person wouldn't have been telling the truth. "Nothing."

"Uh huh," Leo replied and looked above my shoulder, "Caiden?"

"Yes?" The voice came from the floor by the desk.

"Apparently this one didn't do anything."

"He said that?"

Leo nodded.

"Then he is a liar," Caiden said, and continued after a brief pause, breathing on his neck, "and liars are bad dogs. This' a bad dog with no restraint." A clasp could be heard and Caiden pulled his arms around James's neck, encircling it with the leather collar, before another clasp was heard. "Do you want to be a bad dog?"

"I wanna be a good doggy," James said. His cock was leaking onto the floor. This is what he had been imagining. He wanted to touch himself, but resisted, staring at Leo in front of him.

"Then you will do as I say. Look down at Leo's cock." James did. It poked out of its sheath, just a tad. He felt hungry. "Good dog. What do you think of it?"

"It looks like it will be big. I want to see." His face burned as he said the words, he was glad he didn't have to look at the others while saying so.

Caiden snickered, "I imagine you do, huh? Do you know what that makes you?" When James stayed silent, because he didn't, Caiden grabbed a hold of his ass. "It makes you a bitch." James back straightened as he squirmed, instinctively pressing his ass back. Caiden breathed heavily behind him. His balls had slowed down their pulse, staying at a large size, but his cock continued leaking. Caiden continued speaking, almost with a whisper, "And a bitch like you has to work for your treat."

James stared, dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

"On your knees," Leo said, before adding as an afterthought, "bitch."

Caiden squeezed his cheeks again and pushed him forward with force. James managed to keep himself standing by snatching onto the lion's sides, their bodies touching close together. He felt the softness and heat of the lion balls against his stomach. James moved away a little, his arms fall down the lion's back, his knees falling down, until he had a firm grip of the lion's glutes. They were squishy, but firm. He squeezed them, felt at their strength. He wished that one day he would be as strong.

He readjusted his jaws again and rolled his tongue through his teeth. The jaws still hurt as he warmed them up, pushing and reshaping. Busy and taken in by the pleasure, he hadn't noticed his jaws started to protrude from their position. He was growing a muzzle.

"Not knees, Leo," Caiden corrected the lion and placed a hand on James's shoulder, "a bitch stays on his fours."

The hand placed on his shoulder pushed his upper-body down. He reflexively stopped himself from hitting the floor by putting his hands in front of him. He almost looked like a feral dog then, with the thick hair alternating color like fur, though he was sure it wasn't what he was becoming. It was a part of the play. The collar around his neck tickled, the heavy balls hung in the air, the cock aligned with his stomach.

"Now," said Leo, proceeding to sit down on his rump with his legs spread wide, showcasing a larger set of balls, "Do as we say."

"After all, you are our bitch for the night." Caiden added with a playful growl and a loud slap to James' ass.

He almost felt in heat. He stood on his fours, his ass exposed to the cool air, and felt as if something was missing in there. James liked the way with which he undoubtedly displayed himself to Caiden, but he still wished for the modesty of a bushy tail. James stared at the tools in front of him. That is where his focus had been directed. The lion had a hand underneath his balls, and a mocking smile to his face. Held up like that, the balls looked like two massive orbs. Two conjoined pieces of salty caramel, messed up in manufacturing. That James's own cock burned, pressing against his stomach was not strange. He wanted to dig in; stick his small muzzle in between those balls, and sniff.

"Stop staring and get a lick in already."

James did what he had wanted to do. With a semi-leap forward, he buried his head in the crotch and took a deep sniff. It was what he had expected. A heavy, manly and musky scent that made him shudder. His cock pulsed. The lion's cock was still not erect.. It may have grown, but it remained flaccid. As if it was taunting him. It looked at him just a few inches away from his eyes, challenging him: "I bet you haven't got what it takes to pleasure me," it was saying. James would prove it wrong.

Caiden was doing something behind him. He was massaging the spot at the end of James's spine, where James felt it should extend to a tail. Where James right now felt a phantom tail. With his other hand, he was massaging each of James's legs and buttocks.

Again, James concentrated on the cock before him. The one who had challenged him. Caiden, at this point, was a pleasurable distraction. A hindrance in the plans that had to be ignored. He licked the plump balls, heaving them with his tongue. Its taste was identical to that of Caiden's, yet different. A little more rewarding. He continued to lick them, wetting them, not yet taking them into his maw. With each lick, his tongue felt a little slacker, a little more mobile. He continued until he saw a larger hint of red at the tip of the thick sheath. Leo grunted above him, placing a hand on his head as James carefully wrapped the right testicle into his mouth.

Behind him, Caiden muttered approvingly. The hand that had been continuously massaging his entire backside moved, suddenly, to his balls. Heaving them into the air, squeezing them. They burned inside. Caiden's massage caused James to shoot a little spurt of cum that he could no longer contain. "Leo, these look tasty. I think he might become bigger than me!"'

"Bigger... Than... You?" Leo was struggling to speak. James could tell the lion was doing all that he could to not give in to the pleasure, which made him work even more eagerly. "Easy... Be... Cause... You're... Small." His voice strained.

"Oh, yeah?" Caiden replied, "I am small, huh?" He dropped the balls, stood up behind James and walked over him. James could see the legs from the corner of his eyes, standing to either side of his head. "Suck me, then, if it is so small. Deepthroat it."

James heard a slurping sound from above him, and a silent, muffled moan. He went back to his own work. He himself slurped on the balls. They were too large to take into his mouth at once. The lion's red rocket had started to come out further. It was almost ready for him to divert his attention towards. He would show the cocky bastard.

He moved his head up a tad, the shaft sticking out in front of him. He felt odd at his back. His phantom, non-existent tail was moving back and forth, wagging at a slow pace. James wished that Leo could speak, at all, but the lion was still stuffed above him. James had a desire to be commanded to start sucking. It was not that he didn't want to, but it somehow felt wrong to go without the command. Submitting without knowing if the person wants him to. He moved his muzzle down and placed it around the exposed, red, cock. He put the tip of his thin tongue to it.

The sweaty, manly taste of the balls had wasn't there, the humiliation of taking pleasure in such a vile, funky and lovely taste was no longer a factor. Instead there was a salty sweetness that stuck in his mouth. Odd, yet intriguing. James imagined it to be an acquired taste. He just acquired the taste for it quickly. As the cock responded to the simulation, he could feel barbs form along the shaft when he moved his tongue up towards the tip.

There was some difficulty occurred sucking when he was on his fours. He avoided using his hands, and the cock would when he bobbed his head up slip out of his mouth. James could see that lines of precum were drawn from his bearded maw - his jaws still ached - and to the tip of the lion cock. Each time he caught the cock back into his mouth and continued to suck.

It had grown fully hard, putting James to shame, and he had trouble taking it all. The cock went to the back of his throat with a lion hump, and he gagged. Then he went at it again. As they went on, he stopped gagging. His muzzle became larger, and he stopped trying to take it all.

Above him the moans from both Caiden and Leo increased in frequency and sound level. The canine legs started to shake as James realized he was coming closer. Leo must have felt the anticipation of Caiden's cock, as Leo himself started to stiffen in James's mouth. James continued with renewed vigor, bobbing his head up and down, waiting for the release. As he wrapped his tongue around the large, barbed shaft, he heard the final groan of the canine above. Then, Caiden quickly stepped away to the side. Blobs of liquid hit James's head.

Leo grabbed a hold of James's head and pulled it away from the cock, leaving James on his fours, staring at it. The lion pulled on it once, twice, and then he came, hitting James square in the face. James moved back by reaction, falling to his rump. His own cock was hard, left unattended to, and exposed to the air. Cum started to drip from his face, landing and sticking to his hairy body.

"Sorry," Leo said, smiling down at him. "But a bitch looks better like so."

James moved to grab his cock with his hand, to release the pressure, but he was stopped by Caiden. "You don't get to do that here, yet. It is late and it is time to bring you to your room."

"Why?!" It was unfair. His cock throbbed, he was horny. He felt desperate. He started humping the air, but Caiden stepped on his right thigh, forcing him still. Caiden was still hard, despite having cum a large amount.

"I would help you, James, but I can't. That's the rules. I didn't write them"

"So you were just using me?"

Caiden shook his head, "I was using Leo. You were being used by him. Here, take my hand, we shall go back to your room."

Leo could barely contain a laugh.

"It's unfair," James said and grabbed the hand, being pulled up.

"It's meant to be unfair, say bye to Leo. He'll stay here."

James reluctantly spoke, slightly miffed, "Good bye."

"Later, bitch. You have talent," Leo said, jumping onto the bed and grabbing a hold of his cock.

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That is it for Chapter 2. And the next chapter ought to be released August the 16th!

I hope it was enjoyable enough, and aligned enough with your expectations from reading chapter 1! If not, I hope it surpassed those expectations. And if it didn't - I remind you of what I keep stressing: I want to improve, and feedback is crucial to that. It can be a watch, a long comment, a short comment, a favorite or a vote. Positive or negative! (Though I discovered I don't get notifications for votes under 5 stars... Which is stupid. If you rate lower for the benefit of me, rather than other readers, I would love it if you could tell me why in a PM or something.)

As always, I will provide easy links to popular stories of mine. Pleasure of the Wild North, A Different Sort of Sword and Passion of the Dome!