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NOTE: Most of this takes place around the same time as Part 2

All things considered, the bachelor party was going well.

The all things considered part being: Hobbes, normally a Bernese Mountain Dog, was currently in the body of his horse roommate, and he didn't know who the hell any of the beasts at this bachelor party were. He still didn't know how Rod had convinced him to go along with this.

Partly because Rod was still intimidating to Hobbes, even when possessing Hobbes' body. Partly because the bull and zebra carrying him to the limo caught him off guard. The moment he entered the limo a wolf handed him a bottle of champagne, assisting Hobbes with tipping the bottle and Hobbes head back to take a big swig. With ensuing swigs everything started to go smoother and Hobbes stopped worrying as much. The rest of the bachelor party attendees provided enough energy that Hobbes could just coast along for the ride, taking another swig of alcohol whenever any stray worry or concern hit.

This tactic worked well for a while. Hobbes allowed the experiences to wash over him, following the cues of his fellow bros as they headed through the strip club experience. He whooped and hollered at the more notable dance moves and when pieces of intimate clothing were removed, throwing dollars and placing them under straps as necessary, and taking shots as they were presented.

With the right level of alcohol, the group moved to conversation about past frat adventures. Hobbes listened for the most part, noting details about Rod's friends through the scattered details.

There was Aaron, a big bull fellow, boisterous and loud, kept bringing up the big gals from college on the cheer team.

Eddie, a sleek toned wolf, sly and devious, always ready with a lewd joke or comment.

Ricky, a zebra, seemed a bit more reserved, only speaking up when the conversation died down with some recollection or observation that send the conversations into another sordid interlude.

Then there was Denver, the big caribou, the groom of the wedding and focal point of the party, ringleader of past and present schemes, obviously enjoying the last opportunity to let loose.

Hobbes, despite all his reservations, found himself enjoying their company, though mostly keeping out of the conversation, nodding or grinning or taking another swig of beer if ever asked a direct question.

Through the buzz of alcohol, he felt his phone buzz against his thigh. He awkwardly pulled out his phone and clacked a digit against the screen. A message from Roderick.

Before he could open it, Eddie snatched the phone from his grasp, the wolf chuckling as he waved the phone about. "Hey, hey, hey, what did I say about phones being used on this night of bro debauchery!"

"Fuck! That! Shit!" the rest of the beasts bellowed as they rose their glasses and took a drink.

"As punishment, let's see what our dear frat brother Roderick was checking out." The wolf opened the message, then stopped, a flicker of surprise playing across his features before the lupine grin returned, wider this time. "Well, what do we have here? Seems like Rod has a booooyfriend."

Eddie passed on the phone to Aaron, who gave a mooing bellow, Ricky and Denver leaning int to check out the screen, Denver chuckling while Ricky gaped.

Hobbes' ears went hot and he grabbed the phone away, then froze when he saw the picture: a photo of him, or rather his Bernese Mountain Dog body, wearing a skirt, which was lifted to display a pair of pink panties, tented by canine excitement. "Holy shit."

"There's more," Eddie piped up, leaning in to swipe the screen, revealing a photo of the Berner from behind, tail hiked up, to show the canine's pantie-wearing butt.

"Fuck!" he snorted, squirming in his seat. Then realizing that he was currently Roderick, with Roderick's frat college bros, who had all seen these pictures on Roderick's phone. "Fuck!" he exclaimed again, attempting to put his phone away.

Eddie snatched the phone again, peering closer at the phone, the wolf pinching the screen to zoom in on the details. "So, spill the details. Who's this fine mutt?"

Hobbes froze. Wait. He looked at the other bros. None of them seemed horrified or surprised or mad or any other reaction he'd expected. Denver was taking a swig of beer. Ricky was munching on some hay snacks. Aaron seemed to be leaning in to check out the phone over Eddie's shoulder.

The hell? The horse took a slow drink to empty his glass of beer, trying to focus on the nice wheaty flavor instead of his odd situation.

"Hey, remember when we used to suck each other off?" Ricky asked, mouth still full of hay snacks.

Hobbes choked on his beer, some got up his nose, which with the way his equine nose was setup was more concerning than as a canine.

Denver chuckled, the caribou patting Hobbes on the back, handing him a napkin. "HA! I take it at least Rod remembers. Remember when we'd spread hay on Eddie's junk when he was asleep and took turns snacking off him, seeing if he'd wake up?"

Eddie looked up from the phone, eyes slanted. "Wait? Is that why I kept waking up covered in grass and jizz?"

Aaron leaned against the wolf with a smile. "Not like that didn't happen when you were awake to, bro. Let's face it, your canine rocket was a novelty we couldn't help checking out." The bull licked at one Eddie's laid back ears with his thick bovine tongue, causing the wolf to whine, then bark, attempting to push the bull away.

"Dude! The fuck! And stop licking my paw!"

Aaron backed off, though gave his own nose a lick as he did, as if showing off his talented tongue.

The rest of the party, sans Hobbes, gave a collective cough and reached down to adjusted themselves, giving some knowing grins between each other.

Eddie wiped his ear, then lifted the phone towards Hobbes. "Don't think you can distract me, dude. Who's the pup?"

Hobbes, still stunned, mind spinning from all this new intel on Roderick's friends, and finding his empty glass provided him no further drinking delay. He sighed. "That's just Hobbes. He's my roommate." He took the opportunity to snatch the phone back from the wolf, who's grin somehow grew even more wolfishly wide.

"Roommate with benefits, perhaps? Found yourself missing the sight of your friend Ed's rocket and needed a refresher? Though, let's face it, wolf's have better junk than mere dogs."

Denver drained his beer, then slammed the glass on the table. "OH! Sounds like someone wants to have a junk-off!" The caribou reached down and unzipped his jeans.

Ricky snorted on his own drink. "Whoa! Whoa, dude! Hold on, dude." The zebra looked around the club, thick with fog machine output and strobing lights. "We're not the strippers here. Though, might be nice to go relax. Hey, Aaron, think Jimmy's is still running?"

The bull coughed. "You mean Jimmy's Off, few blocks from here, half-price hay cocktails on Tuesday? Why would I know about some hole in the wall gay bar?"

Ricky just grinned.

"Great idea, my striped horsie dude. Check please!"

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Hobbes found himself even more disoriented than before. He half wondered if this was part of an elaborate prank that started with someone tricking him to think he'd somehow swapped bodies with his horse roommate and through a series of strange events led him following a group of bachelor party bros to a gay bar.

Maybe they were all messing with him. Maybe they all knew somehow and Roderick had told them to act this way? Unlikely. Hobbes doubted Rod wanted anyone to know about their situation. Also, everyone seemed too, for lack of a better word, genuine about their experiences for them to be pulling his tail. Hobbes trailed behind as he tried to collect his thoughts, uncertain what he should expect at the bar. He pulled out his phone to check the pictures of Rod using his Bernese Mountain Dog body for a dose of excessive teasing. "At least it seems like you're having fun, you dick." He dared not imagine what else Rod was getting up to with his visage this evening, especially with what these pictures hinted at.

"He really is cute, Roderick." Denver whispered in Hobbes' ear.

"Ahh!" Hobbes jumped away from the caribou, "The hell?!" He looked around, they were near the bar, the words "Jimmy's Off" lit up in flickering neon over the door, though none of the beasts besides the caribou were in sight.

"I sent them inside, you seemed distracted and I wanted a quick word." Denver moved close, pushing Hobbes back against a wall, then nuzzled his snout against Hobbes' neck.

Hobbes whinnied, shivered, then allowed himself to relax as Denver continued to nuzzle, his hands rubbing the horse's back, allowing Hobbes to relax further, letting himself let go of the strangeness. He breathed out through his nose, steaming expelling in the cool night air. He focused on Denver's antlers as the caribou continued to nuzzle, then lick at his neck. The moment lingered, until the caribou's body was pressed against his. The nuzzling and licking stopped. Denver chuckled, his nose still against Hobbes' neck. "Fuck. You're still intoxicating."

Before Hobbes could think of any way to respond, Denver continued. "You've been standoffish this evening. Been worried about you. You're not nervous about the stuff you've got going on with your roommate, right? You know we're chill with that. Don't mind the dumb stuff we used to say. We were dumb college bros."

Hobbes felt something move between their bodies, then fondle his equine package.

"We're still dumb college bros in some ways."

"O-Oh."

"Remember our Sunday morning runs? Taking a breather at that abandoned barn? Relieving some stresses of the week? I know we had some unspoken bro deal that we'd never talk about that stuff. But now..." He continued to rub and tease as he spoke. "Wanted to let you know I really appreciated those mornings."

Hobbes couldn't believe this was happening. This caribou was getting married tomorrow and he was confessing to him, or to Rod, that...that...his worries were interrupted by the deep kiss, he could taste hints of lichen and mint. Then Denver pulled away, from the kiss, from the groping, patting Hobbes' still stunned face. "I'm so glad we're still friends, bro. Now, let's get in there before they have too much fun without us."

Denver started towards the bar entrance, then stopped, looking back. "Would love to sneak in some horse riding if you're up to it." The caribou winked and beckoned Hobbes to follow.

Hobbes adjusted his slacks in a vain attempt to hide tentage and followed. Gods, he needed some drink.

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Hobbes stared as he watched Eddie put his lupine muzzle to use on Aaron's tapered bovine shaft, canine tongue wrapping about as he bobbed up and down. Then he looked down at the zebra snout currently nuzzling at his own half-erect equine shaft. He gave a muffled snort as Ricky gave a lick.

Ricky chuckled and rubbed Hobbes' thighs. "Hey, no need to get flighty there, horsey. Thought with the boyfriend you'd be more laid back about this. Just bros being bros, right?" He winked and gave another lick.

Hobbes took another deep swig of beer. Then another. And another.

Details of the evening blurred together. Certain details clearer than others. A wolf shaft throbbing in his maw. A caribou shaft throbbing under his tail. His own equine shaft pushing under a twitching bull tail.

Someone asked for his phone. He obliged, still distracted by pleasurable feelings. Something flashed. Flashed again. Hobbes didn't really care.

Hobbes felt himself pulled to his feet.

"Come on, dude, step in." He looked down, he saw his boxers. Taking two wobbly steps, he stepped into the holes. The boxers were pulled up, stretched over his still half-erect shaft. Two more steps and his pants followed. A paw rubbed the side of his face and he could make out the features of a caribou, who gave him a smooch on the snout. "Wow. Aren't you a sloshed handsome horsey."

Hobbes smiled at the compliment.

"Heh! His horsey tail is /wagging/! That boyfriend be rubbing off on him!"

Hobbes just nodded and followed his bros out of the room. Two ferrets passed them heading into the room, both wearing goggles, one pulling in a hose. Eddie gave them a few twenties each, nervous grin, tail between his legs. The two ferrets just rolled their eyes and pulled down their respective goggles.

They walked into the cool night air, the five beasts stumbling, leaning on each other for support along the way. Denver leaned in and gave Hobbes' ear a lick, causing him to give a surprised wicker. All things considered, this had been a much better night than expected. "Calling this a night?"

Eddie barked. "What? It's like, 3 AM. What are we? Old and gray?"

"Eddie, you're a gray wolf."

The wolf's paw clamped over the zebra's snout. "Pah, pah, pah. You know what I mean. We need to have at LEAST one more adventure. I think I need some hydration." Eddie peered across the parking lot. Hobbes followed his gaze towards the glow of sickly white florescence.

Hobbes stared at the rest of the beasts snickered.

"Think the limo driver will be willing to be our getaway ride?"

"With the right tip maybe."

"Quick? Or slow and casual?"

Hobbes looked around everyone, unclear what was happening. He noticed that they'd started unbuttoning their shirts once again.

"W-What?"

Eddie chuckled. "Don't you remember our occasional hydration runs? Waltz into the corner store naked, or run through, or just casually purchase a candy bar? Dude. How buzzed are you?"

"T-That's not...uh..."

Denver draped an arm around his shoulder. "Dude. Come on, Roderick. This has been a great evening. Why not one more adventure." The caribou gave Hobbes' ear another quick lick.

Hobbes took a deep breath, then let out the breath in a snort. Out of everything that had happened this evening, this proposition seemed practically urbane. He fell back to the question: What would Roderick do? As Hobbes had discovered, there was a bunch of stuff that Roderick would do that he had not expected and if anything were to be more expected, him trotting through a convenience store naked was much less of a surprise.

Once again, he unbuttoned his pants.

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