Newfound Power
A businessdog fresh out of college finds himself with unusual new powers, and the perfect opportunity to use them.
Draven was a tall, muscular Jack Russel, and he had always thought superheroes were stupid. Sure, Superman could jump over a skyscraper in a single bound, but the local mayor could have the skyscraper torn down if he so wished. No, Draven had always looked up to the businessmen and politicians. His Dad was a simple pharmacist and his Mom stayed at home, they were average parents and often a little overwhelmed by their son's ambitions. High school was a breeze for Draven and he was soon focused on making it into the best college he could. 4 years later, he would graduate with honors and move into a small apartment outside Metropoles. From there he commuted daily to his job as CTO within a hot new startup that had just made the rounds and raised $1.5B in investments. Things were still not stable though, and Draven found himself spending 70 hour weeks in the office, working presentations and spreadsheets on the bus to and from work. Some would have found it exhausting, Draven was energized. His dreams were finally being realized. Then, something unexpected happened.
Draven was the kind of dog who had every moment of his morning planned to the second. And so even as the alarm on his phone began to ring, he was already reaching to silence it. The alarm kept ringing and he felt his arm drop far lower than it should have been able to. Eyes still shut, he rolled over and tried again. Again, his arm found nothing. Finally opening his eyes, he went for round three. And to his utter surprise his arm reached out before passing right through the phone and sinking into the table. He stopped, one arm sunk into the wood as if it wasn't even there. He shook his head, wondered if he was dreaming. But no, he could tell this wasn't a dream. Mercifully, the alarm stopped blaring and he sat up. He tried to pull his sheet to the side, but know his hand passed through the sheet. "What the hell," he thought as he tried again with his other paw. It was if the blanket wasn't even there. He glared at his two paws and felt a momentary feeling, like the prickling of being asleep, race through them. Slowly now, he reached out and pulled the sheet to one side. Slowly he stood up, and looked at himself in the full-length mirror. He stared for a moment, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. He grabbed his phone off the bedside table and held it up. Then he focused on his other paw for a moment, and too his surprise passed his other paw right through the phone. It was then that he noticed something just as strange. He could no longer see that paw in the mirror. Instead his arm simply faded out of existence at the wrist. Looking down, he could still see his own paw, but he got the feeling he was the only one. He focused on his whole body know, it was like flexing without moving but not quite the same. He was startled as his phone hit the carpet with a muted thunk. Looking up, he could not see any of his body. "Am I ghost," he wondered. He spent the rest of the morning experimenting, and almost missed his 7 o'clock bus.
As he rode he thought about what he had discovered that morning. First, he was not a ghost. He just knew that much. His clothes seemed to stay with him no matter what, and he could even carry object with him if he focused on them as well. At first, he had been afraid of what might happen if he made his whole-body intangible. But it appears this had little effect, other than now being able to walk through walls and the like and total invisibility. As far as he could tell his powers were very flexible, seeming to conform to his will in terms of interacting with the world around him. But as he sat there and the excitement began to fade, he began to think. What benefit did this give him? Intangibility wasn't exactly a useful skill for managing a business empire. He supposed he could spy on people, but even if he did manage to steal a competitor's secrets they would likely assume some sort of hacking and come after him anyways. No, as far as he could tell these now powers were useless. His mind continued searching for ways to use his newfound abilities as his eyes wandered across the bus. As they reached the back they fell on an unusually beautiful mutt sitting alone. A chill ran down his spine as a deliciously wicked idea crossed his mind. The little voice in the back of his head was drowned out by the fact he hadn't seen any action in a long time. An evil grin split his muzzle, as he slowly faded from sight.
Angela was furious with herself. She had just gotten a new job as a secretary at one the big banks in central downtown, and she was fairly certain she hadn't gotten the job because of her resume. And now she was in trouble, she had forgotten her pills that morning and she could already feel the dampness between her lips and the aching deep inside her. She supposed she could try to make it to a Pharmacy before work, but she would probably be late for her first meeting. She glared at her purse, as if it was the one who had caused her to forget the damned pills. Then she stopped, something had brushed between her legs. Her tight, swollen vent throbbed. She looked around worriedly, and seeing that there was no one in the back half of the bus, reached a hand down toward her waistband. But something beat her to it, this time it was unmistakable as something slowly slid up her thigh before flicking against her mound. She jerked, barely stifling a gasp. Now the sensation was slowly stroking up and down her swollen lips, spreading her nectar and soaking her panties. She groaned softly, in her heat even the little bit of stimulation was almost more than she could bear. Then the stroking stopped, she hissed softly. Without warning her dripping panties were gone, in their place a warm wet tongue slurped across her heated vent. She moaned, gripping her thighs as she spread her legs a little more. Stealing another furtive glance towards the front of the bus. She had no idea what was going on but it was making her hornier than she had ever felt.
Crouched between her legs, and completely gone except for his tongue, Draven could still feel his rock-hard cock straining against his boxers. He needed to be in her, but he wanted her to be truly soaked before he went in. Licking faster, he began to drive his tongue between her lips. With one paw, he began roughly stimulating her clit. She moaned, and he reached up with his other hand and easily clamped her muzzle shut. Her moans stifled she began to whimper, her body shaking as she rapidly went over the edge. He brought more of his muzzle back so he could feel her juices washing over it as she reached climax. And now he could smell it, she was in heat. This did nothing to slow him down, if anything it made him move faster as he reached down to undo his pants.
"I just climaxed on the bus," she thought. As she began to calm down slightly, she felt her cheeks redden in embarrassment. As she struggled to collect her thoughts she felt something press against her chest and then begin to play with her nipple. She sat there, immobilized, and then she felt something hard rub slowly against her vent. From high school through college she had struggled with acne before blossoming into her current beauty. Because of this, she was still a virgin. Now she realized with a start that a massive drooling cock was pressing between her lips. "Wait, I am in heat, I'm a virgin ..." she blurted out before the strong paw once again clamped her muzzle shut. She tried to push forward, out of the grip holding her in place. In one swift motion, the force holding her yanked her back and the swollen meat thrust into her. There was a moment of pain and shock as the thick rod forced between her virgin lips. As time seemed to slow and the tears began to blur her vision, she looked around, but no one seemed to have noticed anything. "And even if they had, they would have thought I'm crazy," was her last thought as the pain and pleasure swept through her brain.
She was dripping and so the invader had no problems penetrating deep into her before it was stopped by her tight hole. She had a moment of respite before it pulled out and thrust again, driving into her just a bit deeper. She squirmed in his grip as she fought fruitlessly against his superior strength. His thick cock, slid into her swollen mound. Each thrust going slightly deeper as he forced himself into her tight hole. With his paw clamped around her muzzle, and his legs and arm holding her in place, she could only whimper rapidly at the feelings warring inside her. Even as the pain began to fade, she felt her heat increase the pleasure, despite the fact she was being raped by something she couldn't even see.
Draven was in heaven, she was the tightest fuck he had ever had. And he had brought his nose back so he could smell her delicious heat. He shifted position slightly and went from the long slow thrusts to rapid jabs that made her bounce slightly in his grip. He pinched her breast again, and felt as she squirmed in his arms. He had almost jammed his whole length inside her tight hole, but then he felt his drooling tip press up against her inner wall. An evil grin split his muzzle, he began to thrust even harder. Each time she was lifted slightly before squelching back into the puddle of her own juices on the seat. Her tight passage gripped and squeezed around his member, but she was so wet it offered little resistance. He could feel his knot beginning to form and redoubled his efforts to breach her inner sanctum.
She could feel him battering at the entrance to her womb, the pain and pleasure both came in waves, washing over her. She had cum twice already, her virgin walls struggled to pull the invader deeper even as her cervix tried to deny him access. And now he began to force his knot between her abused lips, only to yank it back out again. Had her muzzle not been clamped tightly she would have been screaming in pain and ecstasy, as it was, she was whimpering rapidly her muscles tightening as the sensations overwhelmed her. Even as his knot continued to swell, she felt yet another climax sweep through her body. The fire in her loins burned, eager for the seed that would soon fill it. Her walls clenched just as he tried to pull his knot free once more, and this time he could not. Her entrance bulged lewdly around him, as he once again began to pound her with short, quick strokes. Then she felt something give way inside her, and he plunged deep into her most sacred place.
As he felt the final barrier to his complete domination fall, he released her. She jerked upright, grabbing at one of the metal poles. To her horror, she realized he was still deep inside her, and as her inner walls stroked and encouraged she could feel the throbbing begin. "No ..." was all she had time to whisper before she felt the first, burning jet of spunk, rope into her womb. It was joined by another, and another. His knot held him in place, as he half floated invisible behind her. Slowly filling her with his seed. The robotic voice of the bus, jerked her from her horrified thoughts, and she mechanically walked off the bus. As she tried to walk the knot inside her was pushed and massaged, the seemingly endless squirts continuing to fill her. Now creating a small bulge would have been visible to anyone that cared to look. With a burble his cum finally burst past her cervix and began filling her tight passage from within. Trying to walk with him still inside her was taking its toll, even as disgust filled her, the pleasure continued to increase as she quickened her pace. Bursting into her tiny office, she slammed the door and collapsed into her chair as her body was wracked by spasms of pleasure. Draven continued to float there, attached by his still swollen knot to his unwilling mate. The pleasure from his rock-hard member had settled to a warm buzz as she massaged him against her will. He was not done with her yet, he doubted her heat had been satisfied, and by the end of the day, he was sure she would submit to his ... desires.
Hey guys, hoped you enjoyed the story. Too much backstory, too short? Let me know in the comments. Island Adventures will be continued eventually, but I will probably be busy over spring break so it might be a week or two, see you then.