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The next morning Tommy was waiting for Jennifer outside her house, bright eyed and bushy tailed. Jennifer joined him shortly after he arrived, never one to rush. She was adorned in a mini skirt, cut just so to reveal the faintest hint of panties when she turned around or bent over. Her fur was meticulously brushed and her hair was styled and held in place with enough product to get you high if you breathed too close to it.

"So what did you want to do today?" Tommy asked, eager simply to go anywhere with such a beautiful creature. She sauntered up next to him and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him close.

"Some place I can show you off, sound good?" she said as she broke into a wolfish grin, like only a wolf could do, and gave him a peck on the cheek.

She led him down the street, holding him close to her. Tommy draped his arm over her shoulders and was rewarded with a nuzzle against his neck. After a few blocked they came upon the house of another of the cheer squad, indeed it seemed the whole team was here, many with boyfriends of their own. Their faces lit up when they saw Jennifer, but the look soon faltered when they noticed Tommy with her.

"Hey, Jen. Um, where's Brandon?" The young cheetah knew better than to question why she had brought Tommy, but the question was painted all over the faces of the group.

"That loser isn't worth my time anymore," Jennifer announced sternly, and though many of the men in the group were teammates or even friends of Brandon's, none looked willing to stand up for him. "Tom here may be a bit quiet but, unlike that meat-head, he can think with more than just his cock."

Many of the women giggled, and a few even nudged their men folk. And just like that, the matter was settled. They all greeted Tommy warmly, and one of the girls even gave his rump a pinch as she brushed past him before treating him to a suggestive smile and a wink.

A minute later Cliff pulled up. He drove a cherry red Porsche convertible, and it was a well-known fact around school that he cared more about it than even his girlfriend. Most wouldn't even park next to him for fear of scratching it, and thus incurring the wrath of the bull.

He waved at the group and Kandy, the young Cheetah who first asked about Tommy, ran up and hopped over the car's door and into Cliff's lap. He greeted his girl with a deep kiss as the others began to file, carefully, into the car. Tommy, on Jennifer's insistence, took shotgun next to Kandy.

Cliff turned to greet him and only then noticed who the newcomer to the group was. Tommy was surprised when a look of fear passed over his whitening face, but only for a moment. It was quickly replaced with confusion and a blank look entered his eyes. He blinked and seemed to notice Tommy again for the first time.

"Oh, hey, um... Terrance, right?" Cliff asked. Jennifer got into the car, sitting on Tommy's lap and putting her arms around his next.

"It's Tom." She corrected before planting a kiss on his lips, quickly following it up with a bit of tongue, never one to be outdone by the likes of Kandy.

Cliff gave Tommy a playful punch in the arm "Right, Big Tom, about time you joined us." He laughed nervously, waiting to see if Jennifer intended to break off her kiss. It became apparent that she was intent on probing her new squeeze's tonsils if she could, her hands now stroking Tommy's face and head as she kissed him deeper and more forcibly by the moment. Cliff gave up on getting a response with his new "friend" and put the car in gear.

To Tommy's credit, he managed not to yelp when Cliff punched him, and Jennifer's kiss hid his wince. As the passionate canine deepened the kiss, Tommy all but forgot about the pain in his arm. He put an arm around her waist and his hand on her back so he could hold her close. She gave him a murr of approval as she ravaged his mouth. Their tongues danced and wondered from mouth to mouth, the intensity of it quickly leaving them both short of breath. It didn't take long for Tommy to notice the growing pressure in his groin. Unlike last night, though, he had no way to hide it with her sitting within his lap. She shifted a bit, he knew she had to have noticed it by now. Her butt scooted back a bit so that his growing erection was between her legs instead of under her. She bit his lower lip as she squeezed her thighs together, sandwiching his dick between her toned thighs, drawing a moan from him.

This continued for some time until the mall came into view. She broke off and opened her legs a bit to take the pressure off his junk. He was a little confused, then she winked at him and nodded to the mall. He realized she was giving him time to cool off before they arrived so he didn't have to get out with a raging hard on. He mouthed a thank you and she gave him a wink.

The mall was pretty crowded today, no doubt due to the new Hot Topic opening this weekend. Cliff found a couple empty handy spaces and parked on the line between them. Everyone disembarked, Tommy pretending to straighten his cloths while checking to make sure his half chub wasn't noticeable, and then began making their way into the mall. Cliff took point and, much like the plows on the fronts of trains, cutting through the crowd with ease. The thought made Tommy giggle as those devices were, ironically, called Cowcatchers. Many who didn't make way were roughly shoved or even knocked from their feet, but none, after getting a look at Cliff, protested too hard.

The new store was already pretty packed but their group managed to squeeze in. The girls immediately split off and headed for a rack full of corsets and assorted revealing clothing. Tommy followed the guys over to a wall covered in various band T-shirts. They started talking about their latest game, which had been an upsetting loss thanks mostly to their star playing, Brandon. Though Tommy hadn't seen the game, thanks to his adventure to the bonfire party, he still chimed in to bad mouth the other team or talk up the home team whenever he thought he could do so without making a fool of himself.

After hour or so, one of the longest in Tommy's life, Jennifer finally returned. He was glad to have her back, not that he didn't like hanging out with the guys, but it felt weird to him. It was amazing how fast things could change, he thought. Only a week ago these guys would have gladly dunked him into the locker toilet-.

For a second, he thought he remembered something to do with that, although he knew he had never gotten a swirly before. He tried to focus on that stray memory, but when he did a sharp pain would stab at his temples, and all he could recall was darkness. He put his paw to the side of his head and tried to rub the pain away.

"Are you ok?" Jennifer asked.

Her voice startled him "Oh, um, yeah, just a headache. I was trying to... trying to..." He trailed off, unable to remember what it was he had just been thinking about. He shrugged, another brain fart apparently.

The rest of their group soon joined them and they got ready to go. Tommy was thankful that today Jennifer had her father's credit card - if her last shopping spree had hurt this one would have put him in traction. Cliff took the lead again and guided them through the crowd with his usual grace and tact.

As they reached the parking lot Tommy spotted a couple familiar faces. "Is that? it is!"

"Huh, what is?" Jennifer asked.

"Duke and Crystal." He said and began to raise his arm to wave them over. Before he could Jennifer hooked his arm and stopped him, pulling it in close to her much like the way they had been walking together earlier. Tommy gave her a confused look as she began to pull him towards the car.

"They're losers, Tom." She told him as if it should have been obvious to him. "You can't be seen hanging out his them anymore, you have an image to maintain now."

"But, they're my friends." Tommy asked more than said, and Jennifer gave him an incredulous look.

"You have better friends now." She said, as if to a simpleton.

Tommy didn't argue any further as they loaded up into the car and began to pull out. Tommy cast one last look to his friends, and his heart sank when he found that they had noticed him as well. Duke seemed more confused and disappointed than anything, but what truly hurt was the way Crystal looked at him. There was a lot of sadness in her eyes and more than a little concern too. He thought to wave at them, but then considered Jennifer next to him and thought better of it.

*****

Tommy pulled the last of Jennifer's new purchases from the trunk and began to lug them into her house. "Wow, I think you bought half of the store."

Jennifer giggled and gave him a coy smile "An outfit for every occasion, as is a girls prerogative." She led him inside and guided him to her room. Tommy was trying his best not to show how giddy he was at the thought of actually being in her house that alone about to enter her room. He was somewhat surprised with what he found, though really unsure as to what he expected. The walls were littered with pictures, many of them of her and the other cheer members but several others simply her receiving awards of some kind. There was even a glass cabinet where many of the aforementioned awards were displayed.

Jennifer flopped down on the bed and stretched out "Man, I'm beat." She groaned.

Tommy considered joining her on the bed, but upon further consideration didn't think he would be able to handle it and instead opted for a beanbag chair he found in one corner of the room. Jennifer didn't seem to notice much either way, she had her phone out now and her thumbs were a blur as she worked the keyboard. Tommy settled in and pulled out his own phone, more than content to just hang out with Jennifer after all the chaos of the crowds that day.

*****

Crystal strode boldly into the deserted park grounds. "Well, come on out, we both know you can sense when someone wants you." there was a long drawn out moment of silence. Crystal could feel a panic starting to build, what if she didn't show up? What would she do then, what could she do?

"Oh stop having kittens I'm here already." Crystal turned slowly to regard the slim feline. She was wearing a red dress and was slowly swinging on the swing set. "You're here about Tommy I take it." it was in no way a question but Crystal nodded anyway.

"I want you to let him out of his contract."

The swing eased to a stop in an entirely unnatural way and Sara fixed Crystal with an unnerving stare. Somehow, without moving a single muscle in her face, Sara's smile lost its innocent and disarming quality and became suddenly menacing, mocking, and amused. Her eyes also began to change, though in a much less subtle way. The soft blue began to darken into a brilliant red that seemed to glow from within. At the same time, the whites of her eyes made a drastic shift from white to the deepest black Crystal had ever seen.

"And why should I?" She asked, seeming to enjoy the way Crystal was squirming.

"B-Because, if you don't w-we can force you to." she held up the book 'Modern Myths and Legends' and gestured at Sara with it "We both know there are rituals that can force you to break it." She was finding it very hard to sound confident while under the scrutiny of that stare. It felt as if her soul was being pulled into the dark abyss of those eyes like some black hole.

"Oh yes, I know." Laughed Sara, "And as I'm sure WE both know that ritual requires the person who signed the contract to want to break it," She leaned closer, her grin now revealing a row of jagged white teeth. "And as I'm sure you are aware he most certainly does not, in fact, I do believe he is about to get everything he hoped for," The corners of her mouth curled up even higher, her face a mask of pure malevolence. "And so much more."

*****

Tommy sighed and put away his phone. "Hey Jennifer, you want to do something?"

At first, she didn't answer and Tommy was beginning to wonder if she had even heard him. Her thumbs paused and Tommy heard the blip of a message being sent. She gave a little shrug "not really, what kind of something?" Her phone beep again with a new message and her thumbs returned to their rapid typing.

"I don't know," Tommy said, a little surprised Jennifer had even asked him "boyfriend, girlfriend stuff?" He looked over at the clock and winced, it was already past 11:30. He silently berated himself for not paying attention to the time and asking sooner, before everything had closed.

She stopped and looked over at him, her look of puzzlement and annoyance making him feel even more foolish. "Boyfriend, girlfriend stuff?" She repeated mockingly, "What are we, five?" She laughed as she gave Tommy a playful shove. He laughed along with her as if he had intended it as a joke the whole time. She sighed as she stood up and began to unbutton her pants. "If you wanted to fuck, just say so." Tommy blushed even harder as she slid her jeans and panties down around her ankles and bent over the bed. She immediately took up her phone again and returned to typing. "Just don't jostle me too much, I'm in the middle of something."

*****

Crystal felt sweat run into her eyes and only then did she realized that her whole body was covered in a cold sweat. She knew what was about to happen and she had no way to stop her. She clutched at her head desperately tried to think through the panic, her breath quickly escalating to sharp pants. It was hopeless, nothing she could do to Sara could save Tommy. Her dearest friend and companion was going to die and she was helpless to... Understanding dawned on her, SHE couldn't stop Sara, but...

"I wanna' make a deal!" she said quickly.

Sara raised an eyebrow though didn't seem surprised. "Go on," she purred.

Crystal had studied this, she knew whatever she wished for Sara would manipulate and distort it, she had to be very careful.

"I wish for me and Tommy to live long, happy lives, without any direct OR indirect involvement by you."

Sara's grin faltered for a moment but she quickly recovered and replaced her amused smile.

"I'm afraid I can't quite grant that wish..." She said slowly, tauntingly "Happy isn't really my area of expertise, now if you would like lust, greed, envy, wrath, gluttony, sloth or pride then I can grant these in abundance, but happiness, well I'm afraid you're barking up the wrong tree for that one sister." She leaned back in the swing set and Crystal wasn't surprised when gravity shied away from her and she seemed to lean against the air "Nor can I do long life for you, oh sure I can keep you disease-free and things of that nature but if you jump off a building you're still going to die, there is nothing I can do about that. You know, free will and all. So I'm afraid really I can't do much about that request."

*****

It took Tommy a minute to recover from the shock. He had been hoping for this, of course, but this was only their second date after all. After he had gathered his composure, and as much courage as he could muster, he got up from his seat and crept closer to Jennifer's exposed rear end. He placed his hands in the small of her back and drew them down over her toned ass, even giving it a firm squeeze. He looked back up to gauge her reaction, but she hadn't even seemed to notice. He looks back down and trying to focus on the pink lips that nestled amongst the well-groomed pubic fur, but he just couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

His fingers fumbled with the button of his jeans as he tried to shake off the nagging feeling. He lowered his zipper and pulled out his throbbing package, relieved that it, at least, it was eager to go. He shifted forward and laid his shaft over her sex. He grinned as he began to grind his cock against her pussy lips, but his grins soon failed as she again showed no reaction, continuing to type away, her phone blipping with back and forth messages.

Tommy sighed, unsure why her casual nature bothered him so much. This was it, this was what he had dreamed about for years, and now here he was with the most beautiful girl he had ever seen bent over and ready to let him do whatever he wanted with her. This should have been the best day of his life, so why did it all feels so wrong?

He growled in frustration, taking his cock in hand and sliding it between the folds of her cunt. He tried to dismiss all the nagging thoughts from his head, telling himself that once he felt how amazing she felt that everything would feel right.

*****

Crystal thought this over a bit. It did make sense, after all; she was a demon so making people happy wasn't exactly in her job description, quite the opposite actually, and the part about not being able to make people immortal did seem to make sense. There were several minutes of silence and Sara seem to be growing impatient, until finally Crystal said "Okay, then how about this, do your little protection from sickness or whatever but that's it, in no other way do I want you to affect mine or Tommy's life. I want you to leave this place and never come back, never interfere, and never in any way cause anything to affect to mine or Tommy's lives. You'll get our souls eventually but I expect us to be old and gray by then. And if you do anything, manipulate anyone or have anyone else do your dirty work for you, mine and Tommy's contract will be void, agreed?"

Sara snorted and then broke out into loud laughter. This girl was really something, she had to admit, but for her to think that she would ever accept such a deal was true lunacy. She stood up from the swing so she could get a better view of the girl's face when she refused the deal and crossed her arms over her chest. She opened her mouth to speak but stopped, unable to get the word out.

"Agreed!" Her hands immediately clapped over her mouth, as if trying to shove the words back in. What the hell was going on? A sensation was starting to flow over her, robbing her of control.

With a series of hesitant, jerking motions she produced an ornate and impossibly large scroll from her cleavage. She let the end drop and it rolled away from her, traveling almost a dozen feet before ending inches from Crystal's feet where a simple line marked with an X stared up at her.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted the ancient parchment from the ground and peered closely at it. It was covered in writing so tiny she doubted an ant with a magnifying glass could have read it. "There's no pen, how am I supposed to sign it?" She noticed that the expression on Sara's face had changed, indeed, her whole posture had changed. It looked as if she was shaking slightly and while she was still smiling it seemed forced.

"Oh there are many suitable ways for you to sign, some do so in blood and others," Sara said, seeming to struggle to get the words out "do you care to hear how Tommy signed his, I can give you all the juicy details?"

At first Sara thought that maybe her master was controlling her but quickly dismissed it. This felt different, not like the exquisite agony she felt when her master worked through her but instead a strange feeling of heaviness. She gave a mental growl and fought back against whoever or whatever was attempting to take control of her.

Crystal glowered at Sara, she had learned enough over the past couple days of how Sara did business to have some idea of just how she had gotten Tommy to sign his contract. The mere thought of it brought images to her mind of what Sara and Tommy might have done in signing the contract. She felt herself blush and did her best to banish the unwanted thoughts. She brought her thumb to her mouth and winced as she bit down, quickly pressing the digit onto the paper, leaving a bloody thumbprint behind. "There now the deal is sealed so leave Tommy alone." The extensive length of parchment rolled itself back up and Sara, after taking a moment to seemingly try to not be sick, tucked it back away into her cleavage.

"Not... quite," she said, or more accurately, panted. Her face was now covered in sweat and her fists were clenched so tightly that blood was beginning to well up under her claws. "The contract is signed but the deal isn't quite sealed yet."

As Sara began to slowly advance on her, Crystal suddenly felt her blood run cold. In her haste to get the deal done, she had forgotten some of the research she had come across about just how demons like to seal deals. Some accounts were even quite painful and horrific and she had had nightmares after reading about it.

Sara had already closed half the distance to her and there was a wild look in her eye, yet something seemed off. The way she was walking seemed forced, as if every step was reluctant to her. Crystal squeezed her eyes shut and steeled her nerves, mentally preparing herself for whatever horrors Sara might enact on her, the Gods only knew what a demon would do to seal a deal they didn't want to make. She could hear each slow footfall in the grass as Sara came closer and closer, and each step made her heart beat faster and faster. She fought to control her breathing, she didn't want to show panic, she didn't want to give Sara that satisfaction, and then she could feel the heat from Sara's body right next to hers.

*****

Tommy sighed as he moved back and tucked his still hard junk back into his pants and zipped them up. He had tried several times, unsuccessfully, to convince himself that he wanted this and that all he had to do was buck forward and let his cock sink inside her to realize it. In the end, though, he couldn't get over the fact that he just wasn't happy here.

It wasn't until Tommy slung his backpack onto his shoulder that Jennifer seemed to realize that he wasn't pounding away at her. "What are you doing?" She asked accusingly.

"I'm going home." Tommy said bluntly.

"Going home?" She asked, as if it was the most ridiculous statement he could make. "Why the hell are you going home, you're supposed to be spending time with ME." She got to her feet so that she could look him in the eye, not even bothering to pull up her pants or cover her nudity. Tommy glowered at her. In truth, he felt like he was seeing her for the first time.

"Well, maybe I don't want to spend time with you right now." He said, surprised by the amount of conviction he put into that statement.

A look of outrage came over to Jennifer's face. "You're my BOYFRIEND now Tommy," She growled as she jabbed a finger into his chest "That's your job."

He looked hard into her eyes, more than a little outraged himself, and said slowly. "Then maybe I don't want to be her boyfriend anymore." He was a little surprised at how amusing her look of shock was to him but knew better than to linger. He shifted his pack and turned to leave.

Had he continued to stare into her eyes for another moment he might have seen the faint red glow that crept into them. He didn't, however, and so was completely taken off guard as Jennifer's hand grabbed the back of his head and pushed him forward. His forehead slammed into the doorframe and he felt his knees go weak. He crumpled to the floor with barely a groan and then lay very still.

A savage grin split Jennifer's face as she considered is prone form. She turned him over onto his back and pulled him away from the wall so he could lay flat. She knelt down and straddled his hips as she placed her hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat just below the surface. He was her boyfriend, his heart belonged to her, and she would be damned if she was going to let some other whore have it. Grabbing a pair of metal scissors from the vanity next to her she opened them up and placed the exposed blade against Tommy's chest. She paused though, as her gaze drifted lower to where her naked sex sat just over his crotch, and she wondered if she shouldn't consummate their relationship at least once.

*****

For a long moment, Sara just stood there and Crystal was too afraid to open her eyes and see what the cat was planning. Then she felt the faintest brush of lips against her cheek, so soft and so brief she wasn't even sure she felt it and then she could hear Sara moving past her walking away behind her.

"The deal is sealed." She said seemingly confused and furious at the same time.

Crystal whipped around "But..." She bit her tongue before the words 'That's it?' were able to escape. But it didn't seem that it would have mattered for the park was now, once again, empty. Breathing a sigh of relief Crystal tried to think about what to do next. Her first instinct was to go to Tommy's house, but she had a feeling he wouldn't be there, and then that thought sparked another one. She quickly looked at her watch, it was only a couple seconds past midnight, but at this point who knew what might have happened by now, after all, Sara had mentioned that Tommy had been about to received more than what he had asked for and that was... She didn't know, she couldn't remember how long she and Sara had been discussing their deal. Maybe Sara had been stalling until it was too late, giving Jennifer a chance to kill Tommy. Would Sara have even told her if it was too late to save Tommy? She doubted it. And what if it was too late, this was Tommy's last wish and if he died, this time, his soul and hers were doomed. She took off in the direction of Tommy's house at a dead run, wishing now that she had picked a closer location.

*****

Tommy closed the door of Jennifer's house slowly and give a sigh, rubbing his sore head. Jennifer told him he had tripped on his way out the door and had knocked himself out, but somehow Tommy didn't entirely believe that. In any event, he had woken up moments later to a confused and terrified looking Jennifer patting him on the face.

He paused to sit down on the step and looked up the stars, wondering what to do next. He felt miserable and very conflicted and confused. It seems as if his every hope and dream have been devalued. Slowly he made his way onto the sidewalk and began to walk in the direction of his home. He walked slowly as he mulled all the things over in his head. He thought about his friends Duke and Crystal, and how happy he was whenever he was with them, and he marveled at the way they always seem to make him feel better even at the worst of times. He realized just how much he had taken them for granted over the years.

The more he thought about it the more he came to realize that it had not been Jennifer that he wanted to be with, it was what Jennifer represented. She was what every guy in the school aspired to and so he had as well, out of what, some misguided concept of fitting in? Out of some desire to be just like everyone else? He stopped and again looked up at the stars thinking this over more. You're not like everyone else, he thought to himself, you're different, and is different really all that bad? He just wanted to be like everyone else around him but in the end, it didn't even matter because he had friends that accepted him no matter what he was. So he was a loner, big deal. So he was a little weird, so what. Because in the end Crystal and Duke didn't care what he was because they were his friends. He had always known that a part of him was different and it wasn't until he was only inches away from what he had always told himself that he wanted that he could finally admit to himself that it had all been a lie.

He turned this idea around his head and he found that he still needed someone to help him talk his feelings out with. His first instinct was to go to Crystal about it and talk to her, but he realized that probably wouldn't be a good idea. Tommy may not have been the brightest light bulb in the bunch but he wasn't an idiot... Well, he told himself that anyway. He knew how Crystal felt about him and he knew that it would be a bad idea to go to her this, not until he had everything sorted out in his head. And then there was Duke, but could you really go straight to Duke with this? He was his friend after all but this was pretty heavy stuff.

*****

"Thank you, ma'am." Tommy said as Duke's mother led to the entrance of the basement. For as long as Tommy could remember him and Duke had played down here, building forts out of old junk and later they had gotten together an old TV and a comfy couch where they could hang out and play video games. Now that Tommy thought about, it had really been quite a while since he had been down here. It wasn't as though he and Duke had grown apart, but over the last year or so he had found himself more preoccupied with trying to win over Jennifer.

Tommy descended the stairs and rounded the corner, sure enough, there was Duke on the old leather couch with a bag of chips on one side of him and a half empty bottle of Mountain Dew on the other. In his hands, his thumbs darted over the control pad as his character on the screen hacked, slashed and dodged in response.

"Hey bud, what's up?" Tommy called. Duke paused the game and looked up.

"Oh, hey Tommy, what are you doing here? I thought you were still at Jennifer's; I saw your Facebook post." A smirk grew on his face and he raised an eyebrow "Or are you done already, I know it's your first time and all. Hope you didn't disappoint the poor girl." Tommy just smirked back and shook his head.

"Shut up Duke and hand me one of those controllers."

They spent the next couple of hours playing one game after another, he was somewhat surprised to find his old butt groove still well-worn into his favorite cushion. Duke had always been something of a night owl, especially on a Saturday night like this, knowing him he had no doubt been waiting around to hear all the juicy details about what he and Jennifer had done together. Tommy was silent for most of it, though. He knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't know how to begin. Even though Duke was by far his closest friend in the world he still he wasn't sure how to broach the subject to him.

"What's the matter Tommy boy, you're really getting your ass whooped?" Duke said with a laugh and elbowed him in the side. Tommy sighed and put down the controller as he stood up and turned his back to Duke. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, he still had a lot of things to work out his head before he could get his mouth to cooperate. He took a step towards the door but no sooner had his foot landed than he felt Duke's hand on her wrist, stopping him

"Oh come on man, don't be like that, I was only kidding around." Tommy tried halfheartedly to pull away but Duke stood up and got a better grip on his arm. "You know it's been forever since we just hung out and played games..." He smiled sadly as his eyes took on a faraway look. "You know I kind of miss it. We just don't seem to spend as much time together as we used to."

Tommy took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to steady his nerves, but the fact that his breath shuddered a bit as it came out really didn't reassure him. He knew it was now or never, he would never work up the courage to do this again and if he didn't do it now he knew he would regret it the rest of his life. Turning around quickly Tommy leaned in and kissed Duke.

It was a heart-stopping moment, something he had secretly wanted for many years, and now he was terrified of what might happen. Would Duke be angry with him or even hit him? Would he shun him out of disgust? Was their friendship ruined?

Then Tommy felt Duke's hand on the back of his head just as Duke tilted his own head so they could lock lips. He felt Duke's other arm circled his waist and pull him closer and Tommy felt his heart leap into his throat with joy. He could feel tears in the corners of his eyes as Duke returned the kiss with equal passion and then some. Tommy's lips parted invitingly and Duke wasted no time in slipping his tongue into Tommy's mouth, exploring his teeth and intertwining with Tommy's own tongue. It was a moment Tommy wished could last forever, but eventually, they had to break and take a breath. As they panted they shared a look and Tommy could see that Duke seemed to be as excited and relieved as he was.

"I... I always figured you would wind up with Crystal," Duke said between pants "I didn't want to risk our friendship by telling you how I always felt." Tommy's elated smile seemed to grow even bigger and he rushed forward and pressed his lips back where they belong. As their bodies collided they fell back onto the couch. As one kiss followed another and then another he became aware of Duke sliding his shirt up and readily raised his arms as their kiss broke only long enough for the clothing to pass between them. Tommy followed suit and helped Duke out of his own shirt. With that slim barrier off they pressed themselves somehow even tighter to each other, basking in the warmth of each other's bodies.

Tommy's toned body was in stark contrast to Duke's, where Tommy was all toned muscle Duke was soft and somewhat jiggling, but Tommy found it to be a perfect match. As he wrapped his arms around Duke's body he found the soft flesh to be incredibly comforting. He felt as if he could melt into the plump badger.

It was some time later before Tommy's obsession with Duke's lips settled enough for him to notice the tight pressure building in his pants. He could tell by the way he could feel his equipment throbbing and by the considerable wet spot that had formed that he must have been hard as a rock for some time now. This also brought to the realization that the bulge in Tommy's pants just so happened to be pressing on a very similar bulge under him. As Tommy backed away, albeit reluctantly, from the passionate kiss he gave Duke a sly grin. When he only seemed confused by this Tommy signaled with his eyes to look down. The look that came over Duke, as he noticed just how hard he was, made him laugh.

"You know you should probably let that monster out before the pressure causes you to strain something." Tommy said with mock innocence. Duke only grinned as he unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his ankles. There were so many things he wanted to say but with the way his heart was pounding in his chest, as if trying to break free, and a tight feeling he had in his groin, he didn't trust his voice to be able to accomplish the task. Tommy leaned forward and kissed him again, but, this time, reached between the two of them and ran his hand over the now exposed and painfully erect flesh of Duke's protruding member. A moan scrambled out of Duke's throat and into Tommy's mouth and as the fox boy continued to stroke his friend and he found himself wondering just what the badger would taste like. As soon as the thought formed in his head it seemed to consume all of his concentration, he didn't know why but he just had to know what the badger's cum tasted like.

Tommy broke the kiss and began to kiss along Duke's cheek trailing down his neck and over his thick chest. He paused at the boy's nipple and gave it a nice sloppy kiss letting his tongue play over the little nub as he felt it stiffen under his ministrations. He heard Duke moaned again, this time, the sound unblocked by Tommy's mouth, and it was like the sweetest music Tommy had ever heard. He found himself wanting to listen to that sound for the rest of his life. His lips resuming their journey as he trailed little kisses down further and further until he felt the wet tip of Duke's hard member press into the bottom of his jaw.

The smell was thick and musty but not unpleasant. Letting his tongue hanging from his mouth Tommy pressed it to the underside of Duke's cock just above his sheath and listened in delight when he dragged his tongue up to the tip while Duke gave a throaty moan the whole way up. It was salty and slightly bitter with a hint of sweat. With delicate slowness, he slowly tongue bathed the hot member, his tongue darting readily up whenever small droplets of pre formed at the tip. Once he was completely done with the shaft he went lower, cleaning Duke's entire sheath before going lower still and letting his tongue run over the fuzzy balls sack. This too was also musky and sweaty, but Tommy loved that smell - because it smelled like Duke. Opening his mouth wide he sucked one ball into his mouth and began to toy with it very gently. This had the desired reaction and he felt Duke writhe under him as the powerful sensations coursed through his body. As Tommy held the delicate orb in his mouth he marveled at how heavy and full it felt. Tommy suckled and rolled it on his tongue as he tried to imagine just how much spunk it would take to make them so heavy. He began to wonder if his mouth could swallow that much, and if he couldn't, well, maybe he would just have to find someplace else to put the rest of it. With the thought of that sweet cream flowing onto his tongue, Tommy let the ball fall from his mouth, lifting his head hurriedly up to the tip of Duke's throbbing dong. It had become well covered in pre while Tommy had been busy playing with Dukes Jewels. As his lips closed around the flesh head he stuck out his tongue and licked as far down along Duke's shaft as he could as he slowly and delicately nursed the soft pink head. As the heat from Tommy's mouth and tongue soaked into the sensitive area Duke couldn't help but buck his hips and Tommy's efforts were rewarded as a squirt of pre-cum coated his tongue.

He moved with deliberate slowness as he began to lower his head and take the rest of Duke's manhood into his mouth. He desperately wanted to gobble the whole thing down but he knew, thanks to a very special monkey, that taking his time and drawing out the anticipation would just make it better for both Duke and himself in the end. Not to mention the fact that Dukes rod was surprisingly long and Tommy doubted he could get it all in his mouth even with the advantage of his long muzzle. In contrast to the slow journey of Tommy's lips, his tongue was moving rapidly over and around the rising badgers tool. Tommy was rewarded with more pre every now and then, along with the sight of Duke writhing and moaning as he lay on the couch.

Reaching forward Duke ran his fingers through Tommy's hair and let his hands rests on top of Tommy's head. He didn't force him down or try to speed up his descent any, but for some reason, he just wanted to hold that beautiful face as he watched it bury itself in his crotch. The mere sight of Tommy like that between his legs and his eyes occasionally turning to look up at Duke's face from around his cock made him want to get even harder, as impossible as that seemed. Tommy was making his cock ache horribly with the slow attention, yet he cherished that ache, because he was also giving Duke more pleasure than he had ever felt in his life and not just from the physical stimulation. Tommy's lips reached the end of the line and bumped into the top of his sheath and it wasn't until he felt Tommy's throat swallowing around him that he realized just how deep Tommy had taken him into his throat to accomplish the task.

Tommy immediately began to pull up, this time much faster. All thoughts of a slow buildup evaporated as the constant reward of little dollops of pre made his desire to taste Duke in his mouth maddening. He began to bob his head with steady speed as is tongue lashed around Duke and elicited even greater moans and groans. Tommy could feel Duke's pudgy hands squeezing the top of his head, not trying to force them down any harder or faster but merely signaling at what kind of pleasure Tommy was bringing him. Each time Tommy rose up he tried to nuzzle back into those comforting hands, almost wishing that he would start to force Tommy down on his shaft. As the oral assault dragged on Tommy could taste the sweet pre flowing almost constantly now and the badger's breaths had become ragged and unsteady. It only took a few more skilled sucks and Tommy felt the noticeable swelling that signaled the beginning of Duke's orgasm.

Sure enough, the hands resting on the back of his head suddenly clenched into fists as Duke arched his back and, this time, did indeed thrust Tommy down on his shaft, burying Tommy's face against his groin as the first few jets filled Tommy's mouth. Though not caught off guard by this Tommy soon found his cheeks were bulging with the sweet cream as he struggled not to drown. Duke shaft continued to twitch and spasm as more and more of the hot, sticky spunk pumped out. It didn't take too long for Duke's balls to empty as Tommy swallowed down each mouthful greedily, and when the spurts had stopped he locked his lips around Duke's deflating cock and sucked harder, trying to draw the last few drops onto his tongue. When even this had run dry he reluctantly let the now limp member fall from his mouth as he collapsed back, placing his hands behind him for support as he leaned back and he and Duke regarded each other.

When he saw Duke's gaze travel downwards he followed it and discovered that his own Dick and balls were completely drenched in pre. There was even a small puddle of it on the cushion between his legs and as their eyes came back up and met one another they both broke out in hysterical laughter. Tommy began to roll around as he struggled out of his own pants but this only resulted in a sharp yelp and a thud. Duke sat up quickly to find Tommy sprawled on the basement floor with his legs tangled up in his trousers. The two of them laughed even harder and Duke joined Tommy on the floor to help him remove the constricting clothing, then simply stood there staring down.

Tommy was simply lying there on his back, spread eagle, his eyes closed as he panted after the energetic session. Duke thought he looked... Beautiful, there was no other word for it. As Duke took in the image of his friend like this, trying to sear it into his mind forever, he found his eyes inexorably drawn to Tommy still rock hard shaft that was dripping large amounts of pre all over his stomach. While the thought of sucking Tommy's cum from his balls like he had just done for him seemed appealing he somehow knew he would be nowhere as skilled as Tommy was. Then another option occurred to him, and he quickly went to the task.

Tommy's attention was still so focused on savoring the taste of Duke's cum still on his tongue that he didn't notice when Duke gently lifted his balls up and out of the way. The sudden feeling of something hot, wet, and soft pressing against his tail hole snapped him back to reality. The fleshy appendage danced circles around his tight pucker and sent gentle, warm tingly feelings up his spine and filled his brain with a fog of pleasure. His cock, which had been hard this entire time, throbbed so powerfully that it bobbed several inches each time and shot little jets of pre each time it did so. His arousal and his erection were so hard that the Jets of pre spattered all the way to his chest.

He felt so close too, only the slightest bit more and he knew he could cum. Seemingly with a will of their own, his hands began to creep towards his crotch, but before they could grasp his pleading member Duke's hand slap them away. He was well aware of how close Tommy was and while Tommy had caved quickly when trying to tease him, Duke was much more patient and was going to let Tommy simmer for a while longer. Of course, this was only partly in payback, because as Tommy's swollen balls rested on the bridge of his nose he could feel there every pulse and churn and it greatly entertained him. But sadly he knew he couldn't stay like this forever so he called up to Tommy.

"You know I could get a lot better angle if you rolled over." So desperate was Tommy to relieve the enormous pressure that was building that he didn't even think of any other implications of what he was about to do. He got on his knees and bent over in front of Duke, his hands reaching back to spread his cheeks and give him better access. Duke was actually surprised, not only by Tommy's eagerness but how cute and... Natural Tommy looked like that. As promised Duke bent back to his work and drove his tongue hard against Tommy sphincter. The tight muscle twitched each time he presses his tongue against it and almost seemed to willingly open when he pressed his tongue just slightly into the, coating the entrance with his saliva.

Now it was Duke that could take no more, his cock a grown fully hard again and with Tommy's ass presented so boldly for him he could no longer resist. Straightening up he guided his cock until it rested between Tommy spread cheeks, the hot flesh pressed directly against the boy's virgin poker. The way Tommy squirmed under him his body, begging so badly to be penetrated, while at the same time so cute and so arousing, that Duke's heart felt near to bursting with love for this fox kit. Even still, he wasn't going to let Tommy off easy

"What's the matter Tom, you look like you want something." Tommy screwed his eyes shut and nodded his head as best he could with his cheek pressed against to the floor and ground his ass back up against Dukes Rod. "I'm sorry did you say something? I couldn't hear anything." Duke smiled mischievously as Tommy groaned in desperation

"I... I want it." Tommy whimpered, his face going very red "Please Duke, give it to me, don't make me wait any longer." Holding his hands behind his back Duke rocked back and forth in that innocence "I don't know what you mean" way. Tommy growled with frustration as he felt his face burn with embarrassment, but at the same time, he felt the words wanting to come out. "Dammit Duke... Please fill... Please fill me with that cock of yours. I need to feel you buried deep inside me, I want to feel that hot seed of yours filling my guts!"

Duke felt a surging in his balls that was so strong he nearly came on the spot, so taken by surprise by Tommy's boldness, and wasted no more time as he aligned his head with Tommy's still saliva soaked rear entrance. The young badger wasn't very big but what he lacked in girth he easily made up for in length. The slightly flared head pushed in easily and painlessly and Duke wasted no time in fully probing the depths of his partner's body. The intense heat that surrounded his member was incredible and he could feel Tommy's inner muscles as they twitched and spasmed. The first several inches slid quickly, eagerly inside, but then Duke had to stop and give himself time to adjust. Slowly he slid the last few inches into Tommy's tight pucker and didn't stop until his hips pressed tightly into Tommy's firm rear end. Eventually, Duke wrapped his arms around Tommy's chest and pulled him up slightly so that the two of them knelt slightly bent over. The two boys stayed in that position for a long time, the both of them squirming against one another as they delighted in the feel of one another. Duke could feel Tommy's heart beating under his hands, as well as certain other places, and Tommy could feel Dukes heartbeat pounding against his back. After a while Duke began to pull back, letting his slick shaft slowly emerged into the cool air, until only the head nestled inside Tommy's entrance. Using his grip on Tommy's chest Duke pulled him down into his next thrust, eliciting in a loud moan from Tommy as shockwaves from the impact reverberated up his body. Duke began to pick up a steady thrusting motion while at the same time reaching down to gently grasp Tommy's aching member.

The quivering fox kit was barely aware of anything else in the world aside from Duke's warm body pressed against him, the feel of his hot cock as it slid deeper and deeper inside of him with each thrust, and his soft pads as they slowly stroked his needy shaft. His climax was screaming for release and his balls felt swollen to the size of melons and yet he held back with everything he had. Tommy knew that Duke wasn't far from another orgasm, he could feel the way Dukes tool twitched inside him and he could feel the pre-come as it leaked inside his ass. And yet he felt it in more ways than that, Tommy felt connected to Duke and more than just a physical sense. It was as if Tommy could feel two orgasms building at once and he wanted nothing more than to let them explode simultaneously. Thankfully Duke had picked up a much more urgent pace and he knew it wouldn't be much longer. Each powerful thrust rammed their hips together and Tommy could feel the heavy weight of Duke's testicles bouncing off his soft butt.

And then he felt it, the sudden swelling of Duke's cock, the subtle contracting feeling as Dukes balls lifted up and forced to their load up into his shaft. Tommy whispered a silent prayer of thanks, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold it without straining something. The two boys cried out together and as the first hot wad of thick cum shot inside of Tommy. He felt his own dick spasm as he too came harder than he had ever before in his life. His eyes rolled back in his head, the powerful sensations threatened to overwhelm him. His cock felt like a fire hose as it strained to release the large pent-up load all at once. That Pleasurable release held more than just his seed, though, his fears, his Insecurities, his regrets all flowed out of him, and it its place he felt himself being filled with the protection of Duke's embrace, the comfort of his Presence, the security of their love for each other, and... Good Lord, how did Duke have this much left in him?

Through the post-orgasmic haze, Tommy was vaguely aware that he had heard a third cry as well. As he opened his eyes and the world began to swim back into focus the form of Crystal solidified in his vision. She stood just at the bottom of the stairway, her eyes wide with shock and her mouth hanging open. Then he noticed something else, a thick white line that traveled from her forehead all the way down to her stomach. The thick mess dripped from her chin and she tried several times to find her voice but was too shocked to speak. Tommy, on the other hand, found his voice too ready to come out. He began to snort as he fought down the laughter, but it was too much, and soon he was laughing so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks. Duke too joined in the laughter at the ridiculous scene in front of them. It may have been the euphoria, or the sudden rush of endorphins, or perhaps just the thing that made everyone laugh out when a friend leaned back in a chair and fell over, or walked face first into a sliding glass door. But whatever it was the two boys were immobilized with laughter.

*****

Crystal had sat in front of Tommy's door for hours waiting for him to get home, but after some time she had given up. Her next best option was to call Duke, but several phone calls had only resulted in voicemail. She knew it was the middle of the night, but she also knew that Duke was a bit of an insomniac and so decided to see if he had heard anything from Tommy.

She thanked Duke's mother as she got to the basements staircase. She had only made at the few steps down before she heard the sudden cries. Several images flooded her mind at once, images of Tommy being tortured, of her being too late and Sara ripping his soul out. She rushed down the last few steps two at a time and burst through the door at the bottom of the stairs. What she saw instead was even more shocking. Both Tommy and Duke, bent over each other, both naked and both moaning and panting lewdly. Then suddenly she felt something hot and wet hit her face with all the force of a super soaker. She wiped the thick mess away as it began to run into her eyes, taking a moment to look down at her sailed dress before looking back at her friends. She tried to speak, but mind couldn't process all she was seeing and feeling and still form a sentence. She wanted to ask what was going on, for any kind of explanation but instead...

They laughed at her. It started with Tommy and Duke slowly picked up on it as well, within moments, the two of them were rolling on the floor laughing uncontrollably at her. She felt like such a fool. All this time they must have known how she felt, no doubt sharing a laugh about it as they fornicated. Now that she had sacrificed her very soul because of those feeling. Had Sara told them, she wondered, was that why they were laughing so hard at her, because they knew just what a monumentally stupid thing she had just done?

This couldn't be right, this wasn't supposed to happen. Crystal could feel tears streaming down her cheeks, taste the bitterness of them as they mixed with the white stains on her face before flowing over her quivering lips. The image of her best friend and her secret love swam as tears filled her eyes. This was wrong, it was all wrong. She turned and ran back up the stairs, half blinded by her tears, the sound of them laughing chasing her all the way out the front door.

She didn't know where she was running to, only that she had to get away from here. She could practically hear Sara's laughter joining that of Tommy and Dukes as it chased her from the house and across the street. She couldn't think through it all, the betrayal, mocking laughter of her friends, the horns...

The horns?

*****

... Beep...

... Beep...

Crystal rolled over slapped at her nightstand in an attempt to quiet the alarm. She found however that her hand didn't connect with anything, be it alarm clock or even the nightstand itself.

... Beep...

She probably missed, then decided to just try and ignore the damn thing and attempted to roll over and pulled the covers over her head. Only this time she discovered that there were no covers, there wasn't even a bed!

... Beep...

This new realization brought on a panic and she rode that panic to full wakefulness. She opened her eyes, but instead of looking at her bedroom ceiling she was instead looking down, at herself! Below lay her bruised and battered body, covered in tubes and IV lines. She heard the beep again and recognized it as a heart monitor. Panic and confusion started to battle each other for the prominent emotion, but just when she thought the situation might drive for truly insane someone entered the room. She felt a thrill as Tommy stepped in and went to her bedside. While she didn't know what was happening exactly she just knew that Tommy would save her.

"Why Crystal?" He mumbled, pulling up a chair and sitting next to her bed "Why would you try to do that?" She watched as Tommy picked up her limp paw, gently stroked it. To her amazement, she could feel it, and this new realization gave her hope, she wasn't dead, and maybe whatever was happening could be reversed. But she still didn't understand what it was Tommy said she did. As she pondered this she saw Duke enter the room. He walked up to Tommy and put his arm comfortingly around his shoulder. She felt a warm feeling inside to know that both of her friends had come to comfort her, but the warm feeling suddenly turned into chills as Duke leaned in and gave Tommy a kiss on the cheek.

Memories started to rush back to her, of walking in on her two best friends fornicating, of being blinded by tears as she fled from the house, and finally of the blinding light and loud horns.

"I'm sorry" Tommy whispered as he brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face "I'm so sorry."

Duke gave Tommy a comforting squeeze

"It's not your fault dude, don't go doing that to yourself." Crystal could see tears in Tommy's eyes and no doubt Duke saw them as well because he drew Tommy into a hug and stroked his head comfortingly.

"I know it must've been hard for her," Tommy said into Duke's shoulder, only just managing not to sob "finding out like that, gods why did I have to laugh then of all times. But to go so far as to try and kill herself..." He broke down at that, clutching at Duke as he sobbed.

Wait, what?! Did people really think that's what she had tried to do? She tried to call out to Tommy and Duke but found that her voice couldn't reach them. Crystal screamed silently, thrashing in her disembodied prison, but found that she wasn't even capable of moving beyond her place above the bed. She had heard of this of course, of people being aware of their surroundings when in a coma, but she had never imagined it would be like this.

Tommy and Duke continued to sit and talk with her, once Tommy had calmed down. Crystal came to find her earlier thoughts greatly unfounded, even if Tommy didn't love her in that way, he still cared deeply for her, and would never have laughed like that had he known what she had done.

After a while another man entered the room, this one much older and wearing a lab coat. "Hey kids, I'm sorry to have to cut your visit short, but the nurse needs to come tend to her." He placed a hand on Tommy and Dukes shoulder and led them out. "Don't worry guys, I'm sure she'll pull out of this in no time. There's no major damage and she is in no serious danger. Comas are still widely unknown and she could very well wake up tomorrow, so, just don't lose hope." He continued talking, but by this point, he was too far away for Crystal to make out what he was saying.

Minutes turned into hours as Crystal floated above her own bed, not having much choice in the matter. She tried to process all that had just happened. Occasionally nurses or doctors would check in on her, switching out IV bags or changing her bedpan. Eventually night fell, though she couldn't see outside of her own room, she could hear the hustle and bustle as the shift changed over. She knew it had to be late, even though there was no clock in her room, why would a coma patient need a clock after all, it felt well past her normal bedtime. She didn't feel tired, though, and began to wonder if she would sleep at all considering that her body was technically already asleep.

After a while a woman in nurse's smocks came in, humming a little tune as her thin, white tail swayed back and forth with the beat, and started to close the curtains over the windows that separated her room from the hallway. Crystal was ready to ignore her, another of a dozen nurses that had visited her today, until she poked her head out the door and motioned for someone to come in. An older man came in, this one in plain clothes. He was a German Shepard by the looks of him, and sported a big belly that sagged over his belt. The nurse motioned to the sleeping form of Crystal before she shut the door behind him.

"This is the one I was telling you about." The woman said as she pulled back the blankets covering Crystal and began to change her bedpan and robe. "Doctors say there's brain activity, but it's quite weak and they don't expect her to recover anytime soon; if she ever does."

Crystal's heart sank. was this going to be her life now, trapped in her own body and unable to do anything but observe herself? It had only been a day and she was already sick of being poked and prodded by the medical staff. As the nurse was pulling a new robe out of the closet the man stepped up to her bed and laid a hand on her forehead. He opened her eyes, which she found to be particularly uncomfortable since she couldn't make herself close them again. Then he opened her jaw and depressed her tongue so he could look down her throat. Crystal managed a laugh as the man then lifted her arm by the wrist and let it flop back down. Some doctor he was, she thought, did he think she was faking or something? Her mirth turned into a muted yelp as he next took hold of her breast and gave it a rough squeeze.

"Wow, she really is out of it." the man said. The nurse laughed as she removed her cap. Crystal's blood ran cold as she watched a pair of snow white cat ears come into view.

"That's right, and a virgin too, as promised." said the feline.

"You bitch!" Crystal screamed, or tried to. A grin spread on Sara's face as she looked up, right at Crystal. Her wrath evaporated under that sinister gaze. An unexpected touch at her crotch startled her and forced her attention away from Sara. The man was running his pudgy finger over her pink slit, his tongue hanging out lewdly.

"You don't mind if I check, do you?" The man asked.

Sara smiled at him, though her eyes were cast slightly upwards so she could still watch Crystal "by all means, she's all yours."

Reeling in her mental prison, Crystal tried to shout at the man "Don't you dare! You keep your filthy ha-" she gasped as the German Shepherd's fat finger pushed inside her, followed by a wave of repulsion as he probed deeper, stopping at the second knuckle. His fingertip just barely touched her hymen, but it was more than enough to make her skin crawl.

"Ok, I'm convinced," he said, pulling his now damp finger out of her and popping it in his mouth. He murred as he sucked it clean before asking "The parents won't be an issue will they? Do I need to wear protection?"

"I wouldn't worry about the parents," Sara assured him "They're your typical 'devout Christians' so when they heard their daughter tried to kill herself, and over a boy no less, they all but disowned her." She paused for a moment to cast Crystal a brief glance, making sure she understood that no one else was coming for her. "As for protection, by all means go raw, if anything takes I'll dispose of it for you." Sara again made a point of looking directly at Crystal as she said this, savoring the sight as Crystal's disembodied form unconsciously hugged her belly.

"I handle this whole wing at night, so no one will interrupt you, and all the surrounding rooms are comatose as well, so no one will hear you." a hungry grin spread across the German Shepherd's face as he hurriedly reached into his pants and withdrew a large wad of hundreds. Sara didn't even give the money a second look as she slid it into her cleavage. "I'll just leave you two alone then, enjoy." she paused as she reached the door, glancing back at the canine, who was rapidly disrobing, then up at Crystal, who she shot a wink to before disappearing into the hallway.

Within moments, the man had stripped down and hauled his flabby body onto the bed. He straddled her hips and bent over her so that his face was only inches from her. "You are so beautiful," he whispered to her as one paw stroked her hair. His breath was rancid and it made her feel sick to her stomach. He buried his face in her neck and breathe deeply "and you smell so good too." Crystal could feel his bulk crushing her, a good deal of his weight rested on her chest and it was making it hard for her to breathe.

"I wonder," he said as he brought his face up to hers again, his paw cupping her chin as his thumb brushed her lips "Have you ever kissed a boy before? No, I don't imagine you have, a sweet girl like you wouldn't be going around kissing boys." He was a right too, she had been saving her first kiss for Tommy, not that she had had many opportunities. Even so she didn't want it to be like this. She watched as he moved in closer, his thumb now stroking her cheek as he whispered: "Don't worry, I promise not to disappoint." His lips touched to hers, soft and gentle, barely more than a brush. He came in again, this time, more confidently, and held the kiss for several seconds. "Such a sweet girl you are; I wonder if you taste as sweet too." He kissed her again and this time, Crystal felt his tongue lick her lips. This was revolting enough, but when he parted her lips with his tongue she found that he could easily pry her jaw open enough to probe inside her mouth. The man tasted even worse than he smelled, as the vile appendage trailed along her teeth and played with her own tongue. He moaned into her mouth and cradled her head, forcing her deeper into the kiss. She felt something twitch on her stomach and realize it was his flaccid cock just now starting to grow erect.

He pulled back, making sure to withdraw his tongue last so that a trail of saliva connected their two mouths for a second. "You do taste good." He looked away and seemed to squirm nervously, the action only drawing Crystal's attention more to the growing length resting on her belly as a grew bigger and bigger. "I don't suppose it would be okay if I, you know... Just the tip, just to... Just to see how it feels." The hand gripping the back of her head made her give a nod and the man smiled down at her. "Gee, thanks, you're too good to me." He moved back so that he could get in between her legs. He hooked his hands under her knees bent her legs back to her chest, exposing her virgin sex. "What a perfect pussy you have." He said as he brought his nose right up to her pink slit. He took a deep whiff and moaned with satisfaction before planting a gentle kiss on her nether lips. "You don't mind if I have a little taste do you?" Letting her knees rest on his shoulders he brought his hands down and spread her pussy open so he could get a good look at her. Opening his mouth wide he drew her whole mound into his mouth and gave it a great suck. Despite her repulsion, Crystal couldn't fight the fact that it did feel good. She could feel her body getting hot and her face starting to flush. His fleshy tongue lapped at her with an insatiable hunger and she could even feel it slipping ever so slightly inside of her with each lap. Despite the fact it felt like much longer he pulled back after only a handful of seconds, leaving her pubic mound soaked in his saliva.

He was panting now as he took his dick in hand and lined it up with her entrance. Crystal's disembodied form was panting as well, but not out of ecstasy. She couldn't believe this was real, that this was really about to happen to her. There couldn't really be some strange man about to deflower her, to rob her of what was supposed to be her gift to her future love. She felt the fleshy head spread her open, the copious amounts of spit allowing him to slide into the tight passage with ease. Though her mind screamed and begged and pleaded for him to stop her body just lay there and stared impassively at the ceiling.

"Oh Gods..." He panted "You're so tight and hot, you feel so amazing." He reached for her head again and tilted her gaze down so that her empty eyes could stare at where their bodies joined. "Does it feel good for you too?" He paused for a second as if expecting an answer "yeah, that's what I thought. Then is it alright if I keep going?" Again another pause, as if some silent communication was passing between them. "Really, you mean it? What a sweet girl you are to give me such a priceless present." He took hold of her hips with both hands and began to pull her onto him, looking down so he could watch each inch slowly disappear inside her wet confines. When he met resistance he stopped and paused for a second, then licked his lips in anticipation and with great slowness began to apply pressure. Crystal didn't think losing her virginity would hurt so much, and this man was taking his time in robbing her of it. They could both feel as the thin membrane stretched until I could stretch no further, and then slowly began to tear. After many agonizing seconds, the man gave a moan of triumph as he pushed all the way through. He continued to push forward until his head bumped into her cervix, a full 2 inches still left that her young body simply couldn't contain.

He held her there, impaled on him, for a long time as he basked in her warmth and tightness. "It feels good doesn't it?" He moaned down at her, looking his lips again "To be made into a real woman that is. I bet you can't wait to get to feel a man cumming inside of you." He placed his paw over the visible lump his cock had made, stroking himself through the tightly pulled skin. "Well don't you worry. I promise to give you an experience you'll not soon forget." He pulled back as far as he could without slipping out so he could admire the traces of blood on his dick that signified his triumph. When he was done admiring the view he leaned forward and gripped Crystal by the shoulders. He thrust forward quickly, the impact causing Crystal's body to rock and her breasts to bounce. Her astral form cried out in pain and instinctively protect herself by covering her exposed sex. It made no difference however as he thrust forward again, apparently enjoying the way it made her breasts jiggle and her head roll limply on her neck.

He wasted no time as he found his rhythm and began to fuck her in earnest. The silence of the room was now broken by the rhythmic smack of their hips and the light sound of the man's panting. It hardly even seemed real to Crystal. Despite the fact she could feel him inside of her she found that the view of her own body, as it jostled like a ragdoll with each thrust, was simply too much for her to believe. The thing in the bed, staring listlessly at the thick cock pounding away at her, and yet seeming so unconcerned, so nonchalant, couldn't really be her. The pain was real, though. She felt it every time he pushed into her, spreading her velvety walls thin in the effort to contain him. It was made even worse by the growing knot at the base of his impressive tool. Despite how wet she was, her bodies only defense against his carnal attack, his vicious knot still strained to enter her as it inflated larger and larger, even tearing her delicate pussy as its owner fought to force it in each time. At first, she was even thankful when it had swelled too large to fit inside of her anymore, but even this was a mixed blessing. The German Shepherd was eager to have every inch of him inside her and bore down with even more strength in an attempt to do so. The thick, bulbous lump pummeled her prepubescent mound, demanding entry, punishing her at the end of each thrust when it was denied. She felt as if she was being tenderized, both inside and out, the supple flesh of her cervix and pussy lips already beginning to bruise and swell. What made it worse was on this only seemed to heighten the man's pleasure by making her even tighter.

His moans grew even louder and she felt him suddenly began to swell within her, threatening to tear her insides apart. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging painfully into her flesh, and forced her down onto him with all the strength he had again and again, desperate to tie with her. Beaten, bruised, and bloodied, her body simply could no longer withstand the assault. White-hot searing agony raced through her loins as he abused flesh tour to make way for the thick knot. The additional length allowed him to violate her deeper, pushing through her battered cervix and spilling his seed into her fertile womb.

The face of the girl in the bed never twitched, never grimaced, never seemed to care at all. The man's orgasm lasted a long time and what seemed like gallons of hot cum dumped into her. She groaned as her disembodied form doubled over, clutching at the growing lump in her belly. It wasn't enough that she could feel his cum pouring into her, sloshing around as it rocketed from the tip of his trapped penis, she could see it as well. Her small body was quickly being filled, her womb struggling to contain the ever increasing volume of seed, slowly inflating to the point that it looked as if she had just swallowed a melon.

He made sure to stay as deep in her as he could so that as much seed as possible entered her womb, not that the thick knot tying them together gave him much choice about it. He would have loved to have been able to impregnate her, the thought of visiting her again when she was swollen with his child made his dick throb, dispensing its load even harder. But alas he knew he couldn't, such a thing would eventually be noticed.

Once his orgasm was spent he relaxed, letting his bulk settle over her as he caught his breath. He could feel the pressure grow around his cock as his weight pressed down on the girl's pack womb. At last, he felt his knot deflate enough for him to slid his free. He eased out slowly, allowing the muscles of her cervix, which had been trying to expel him the whole time, finally succeed. As a tip of his cock slid free of her womb he felt the barrier of her cervix seal shut behind him to prevent any further invasion. This made him smile, knowing that her body wasn't really keeping him out but was actually trapping his gift inside of her.

"I saved up for several weeks, just for you." He gave her swollen belly a gentle pat "A sweet girl like you, I bet you just love the feeling of being filled to the brim, don't you?" He reached over her and yanked the pillow out from under her, not giving a second thought as her head bounced as it hit the mattress. He lifted her hips and shoved the pillow under her butt before climbed off the bed. "We wouldn't want any of that baby batter leaking out, I'm sure a good girl like you knows not to be wasteful."

He pulled his clothes back on, though he seemed sad that their meeting was already over. Once he was done getting dressed he placed his hand over her bare belly once more, even this small amount of pressure caused Crystal a significant amount of discomfort. The lump was plainly visible under her fur and quite solid, unable to hold even an ounce more, and it made him giddy to think that he had put it there.

"One last thing before I go," he said as he slid his hand down her belly and over her swollen pussy, making her ghostly image wince. He sunk his middle finger as deep as he could inside of her, meanwhile marveling at how much tighter she was now than when he first fingered her. When he pulled it back out his furry digit was completely soaked in his own cum, as well as a bit of her own juices and blood.

He inspected his work for a moment and when he seemed satisfied he moved his finger up to Crystal's face. "I would feel remiss if I didn't let you taste the fruits of your labor." He brushed her lips with the gooey digit before pressing it into her mouth. Since he knew she couldn't clean it for him he made sure to spread as much as he could around her mouth, smearing it over her tongue and teeth, before he was done.

He wiped the rest off onto her bare breasts and smiled almost lovingly at her "I hope you enjoy the taste, because it's all thanks to you. That perfect little body of yours was so hungry for a man that it sucked every last drop of cum from my balls. Such a sweet girl, with such a hungry pussy. Not to worry, though, I promise to be back before long, and I'll have a nice big meal for that cunt of yours."

There was a click as the door opened and Sara stepped in. "Done already?"

"For now, but I had a favor to ask."

Sara smiled as she went to work getting Crystal redressed, making a point to replace the pillow under her butt when she was done "Just name it, I aim to please."

Shepherd seem to squirm nervously "Do you think you could, um... Waits before you abort any pregnancies. Just as long as you can, I'd be willing to pay you extra if she had a baby bump." Sara paused in her work and placed her own paw over Crystal's belly and gave it a little rub as she looked up at the man.

"Oh I think that can be arranged, after all, people have been known to get a little fat from tube feeding." She looks down at Crystal's face as her grin filled with menace. "Who knows, she might even feel a few kicks before I have to remove it." She leaned in closer so that she could whisper into crystals here "Don't worry, though, I'll be sure to put it right back into your belly, after all, I would feel remiss if I didn't let you taste the fruits of your labor."

To be continued...

(You didn't really think I would end this story on a good note, did you lol? There is more to the story, though not all will be as violent and gory as this tale was. However, if you're still thirsty for more blood then don't fret, there were several scenes that didn't make it into the main story, including an alternate ending. Once I have them polished up I will post them all as an "Extras" chapter.

If you have any comments, any at all, please post them. I can never hope to improve unless I know where I'm lacking. Also, if you would like to see any kind of specific fetish appear in future stories please let me know.)