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I was drenched in sweat. Just leaning against the wall breathing heavily. The hotel room we were in smelled of old sex, cigarettes, and booze. All those rank scenes made my nose rankle the first time we walked in. but I was so horny I didn't give a fuck at the time. I was a freshmen in high school, homeless and just got taken to a cheap hotel by the largest bull of a rival high school. He was on 7 feet tall, 800 pounds of pure muscle and on the football team. He was also, a complete bottom and a size queen.

I wasn't much to look at. Kind of chubby, angry, under aged, short and scared. I also had a reputation for being very large "down there" for a wolf. And apparently Brett had a thing for predators. Being i was from a rival High School, it protected his reputation as a pussy destroy getting fucked by some dweeb who no one would believe if he mouthed off.

At first. After he locked the door behind him. He just kind of looked at me. Tall, wide all muscle and that kewt little " I always get what I want " smile. He took his letterman's jacket off, exposing a all too tight white tee shirt clinging to every fiber of muscle on his torso. His face was cocky as fuck, and god did I hate it. He had me right where he wanted. All I wanted was a warm bed and some food for the night. It had been raining for weeks and I was tired of huddling in alcoves or breaking into garages to stay dry. He offered me a meal at Denny's and a hotel room paid for a week. All I had to do. Was make him cum hands free by fucking him with my beer can, and it was all mine.

I started to strip down. Didn't have much on to begin with. A torn up dirty t shirt with a faded print of a 80's band i had gotten out of a "lost and found" box. And jeans that were too tight for my crotch. I kicked off my sneakers. They did not match. Bret was just eyeing me. Taking off his expensive T-shirt, belt that was worth more than all my possessions together. And desinger jeans that accented a bubble but and a long cock that i guess women drooled for.

Brett told me to hold off taking off my underwear, a grayish generic Froot of the looms that barely contained my wolf hood.. He dropped his silk boxers and out flopped a foot long thin slab of beef that was quite delinquent looking despite the muscle bull and his huge balls. He walked over to me, his orbs bouncing from side to side off his massive thighs. Even though i was the Predator species, it wasn't me who had hunger in his eyes. He hooked his thick bovine fingers under the worn waist band and just ripped them off me. The move made me jump as my thick wolfhood flopped out, smacking my thigh with a audible thud. The bull snorted, eyes wide as he looked at his prize. His thick tongue glided over his flat teeth, his cock quickly hardening to his full length of 15 inches. He was thick for a bull, but even soft, i was still much thicker.

Heat filled the room from his long cock, the pungent jock smell of cock assaulting my wolf nose as he lifted me up off my pads without evert and threw me onto the bed from across the room. The cheap worn mattress didn't break my fall very well and i landed hard on my hip. I didn't have time to protest my treatment befor the hard loud thud of his hooves echoed in the tiny room. I had never seen a bull stalk like a predator, but there we were. He was on me before I knew it, straddling my hips with his massive thighs. He was already breathless as he started to grind his bubble butt on my cock. His own dick was heavy on my belly and leaving pre just under my pecks. It was rank. Like that pungent farm smell. But hey, Denny's grand slam.. Right?

It actually didn't take long to get me hard.. I was young and got hard ons just watching car windows roll up. My cock was hard and pressed between each ass cheek. My apple sized gland slapping his lower back as I felt my own body start to heat up. Confidence was kicking back in and so was my hunger. Only, it felt "different" than normal. I had had sex before, ever since that first day in the school showers when the guys saw how fat my dick was i've been getting laid constantly. More recently, the pay has been a new thing. The world's oldest profession wasn't just for women. Yey equality!

Bret was working himself into a fine lather as he grinded up and down my shaft.. Kept lickign his nose and making a snort sound. I rested my paws on his thighs. God they were like steel gurders!. Couldn't help but tickle that soft short hair on his leg. That only turned him on more, I could see his nipples tighten in the dark. He was starting to sweat over me as he lifted himself up more and reached back. His thick fingers found my shaft and squeezed. That elicited a loud growl from me. His voice, normally deep and all base, was eager and high..

"Shove it in puppy, rut my bull butt!"

It was the "puppy" shit that made my blood boil. I grabbed him by his hips and thrusted my cock upwards. Brett had been so kind as to guide my cock right to his tight pucker as i shoved and split him in two. The sound he made was like a lion's roar, only less guttural and more base. If people were sleeping in this fleabag hotel complex, they sure as fuck weren't now. Brets muscles RIPPLED under the low light. His back arched and craned his head back in what i could only say was a mix of pain and bliss. The hunky bovie started to ride my dick for every inch of thick mass i had to offer all the way down to my balls. I don't think he had ever had a cock this wide in him before. Bret was at a loss as to what to do with his hands. He would switch from rubbing his pecs or arms to pushing down on my pecs. His ass pumped up and down my cock like a well timed machine.

I was having trouble breathing. It wasn't the weight of brett that was doing it, but something deep in me was struggling to get out. I was growling and snarling, but it wasn't at the lunk on top of me. I didn't like it. I didn't like this grass eater over me. Not sure what came over me or what made me even think I could do it; but i sat up, wrapped my arms around his thighs and lifted the jock right up. It must have surprised Brett too because he gasped and flailed in my grip. I turned and slowly laid him down on his back, taking over the humping as he lifted his legs like the sub he is.

I went easy at first, but he had adjusted to my size well so i just started to jack hammer his rump. I lifted one of his legs over my thin shoulder as he hooked his other around my waist. Pulling me in with each thrust. Brett was clawing at the sheets with his dull nubbed fingers. Ballign them in his fist, flexing, his muscles massive and glistening in the dim light. I was on autopilot now. The pace i was going i could keep up for over an hour. I would make this rich bitch so sore he wouldn't be able to sit in his porsche easily, thats for sure. I kept feeling something on my chin, wet, thick and stringy.. I looked down to see that my narrow peaks were covered in saliva, my saliva. I was drooling uncontrollably... Growling and snarling for no reason. I was so DAMN hungry.. I felt a wet POP inside, deep in my chest. The room because an inferno to me. My brain felt so fuzzy now, the room spinning as my hips thrust in and out of that tight ass.

The surprise strength I suddenly had returned and quadrupled. I flipped that over sized steaks ass with my cock still balls deep. His loud moaning because muffled as he bit into the sheets writhing under my thrusting. I started to fuck him harder. The dumb closeted fag tried to crawl away from me, away from a predator! My throat felt thick as i croaked out his only warning

"Mine"

Brett tried to fully turn around, craning his neck back to look at me. I don't know what he saw, but he sure as fuck didn't like it. His eyes were wide and the color in his nose went pail. His moaning that had been annoying the ever loving fuck out of me, almost became squeaks and whimpers. He balled the stained sheets into his chest like a woman who didn't want you to see her breasts. My thrusts got harder to push in, felt like there was no room for my cock all of a sudden. I felt another POP, this time around my cock. Like when a condom is too tight and then bursts inside your partner. Brett reared up and moaned.. For a second I though he cam, but didn't smell that pungent chlorine sent that most guys have.

It was just SO hot now. I felt like my body was in flames and couldn't feel Brett pouncing off my hips anymore. My fur was soaked and steam was rolling off my body as i panted. My paws were around Brett's waist squeezing him as i kept thrusting.. I fought the sting of the sweat in my eyes as I opened them to see why brett seemed to be moving more under me than he should be given my new strength. Myeyes must not have adjusted. There was low light and Bretts fur color was only a little lighter than my own. But it looked like his ass was gone and his thighs and calves were now melded into one.

I started to breath heavier as i looked harder.. Brett was ridged under my paws. His upper chest off the bed like he was doing a long set of back extensions. His arms were now to his side, balled in fists as he fought to unclench his body. I just kept thrusting, only now i wasn't shoving my dick into him, he was moving AS my dick. That's when I noticed I couldn't hear my balls slapping against his rump.. Just as I realized it I FELT like my nuts were 100 times bigger than they should be.. I was also starting to feel the fabric of the sheets on my dick more than being the warm soft tissue of brett.

I felt heavy all of a sudden.. Thicker, wider, and I was now taller. Brett was still doing a good impersonation of a viper with his pecks off the bed, the only thing still on the sheats was his belly. I was rocking him back and forth now, using the bed to stimulate the underside of my meat as i squeezed the base that use to be brets waist. I could feel my balls again hanging way lower and now smacking the foot of the bed. A thought crossed the fuzz that was in my head. I sat up straight, looking down at the jock, who was still cooing and moaning. I let go of his waist, and flexed my cock... Brett Lifted off the bed, throbbing and bobbing up and down. By all rights he outweighed me by 600 pounds and I should be toppling over. Only, now he DIDNT outweigh me.

Taking a chance, i walked over to the huge mirror across the room to the dresser with the lop sided drawers. Brett was making a wet gurgling sound now and looking more melted and rounded. With my wolf eyes, I could see pretty damn well. And what I saw made me flex my cock hard, Brett towered upward, his upper back slapping against my pecks. I had to see more. I reached over and flicked the light on the dresser on.. Slowly.. I angled myself a bit to see that Bretts legs and melted to my balls, huge and round with thick massive veins running over my round orbs. Bretts own long cock was fused to his abs, his back bowed and his arms melted to the side of his body.. His head was pointed up, gallons of clear fluid pouring out his mouth.

The bovie was shrinking down. He was gurgling in a pattern.. Sounded like "please' over and over .. his muzzle had become wide and rounded. His eyes and horns gone, ears pinned and disapring. I reached around my enormous shaft and started to stroke it again. Brets fur was becoming black. And receding into his. No, my body.. Thick massive vanes attached him to me at my groin running up my now 8 pack abs.. I looked in the mirror and brought up one arm, Flexing. My arms which had always been scrawny bulged into a thick massive bicep bunching up into a wide shoulder.

Growling, flexing I kept stroking my cock as the distant Jock disappeared with with one last Please. His cockness and arrogance driping down my 6 foot shaft and down my beach ball sized balls. He was still shinking down with each throb of my cock.. And i was still growing. No longer a fat 5'6 wolf with a fat dick. But a six foot buff monster with a monster fat cock that was still taller than me. I put my hips into the jerking, my balls slapping the draws hard i watch muscle bulge and grow on me as I gruntinted.. I could feel the swell of my cock as my balls drew up. I wrapped my arms around my shaft in a choke hold and fucked upwards into my grip. I couldn't hold it any more, I howled as hot white cum erupted from my fully formed cock . i watched as my muscles surged one last time and the jock shake into a three foot long, three foot wide cock.

Cum was dripping from the ceiling, the walls, soaking into the carpet adding to the no doubt gallons that have spilled befor. My cock went flaccid, hanging thick and long gainst now balls the size of cantaloupes.. I looked at the 6'3 monster wolf that could take 3rd in a pro bodybuilding competition. I brought my arms up in a double flex.. Massive biceps peaking the size of my head as i stared at my reflection.. My thick giant cock leaking pre still as I started to calm down, I leaned over. Slming my first on the draw top, the force knocking the lamp off and breaking. Darkness washing over me as i stumbled back on new paws and fell against the far side of the hotel room. I was drenched. I must have sat there for an hour. Waiting to see if i would wake up, still be that fat wolf I was just two hours ago. I wreaked of Brett and wolf cum. It took me two tries, but i managed to get up off my muscles ass and stumbled to the shower. I spent another hour in the shower, exploring my new body till the water went cold. I went to put my old underwear on, and they leg holes ripped around my calves. I snorted angrily as I grabbed my shirt and tried to pull it over my head, the whole shirt burst around my bicep.

I was in a cum soaked room, naked and had no clothes, I looked around and found Bretts cloths in a pile behind the bed. I had absorbed a star football player of a rival school and turned him into muscle and cock meat. Might as well take his cloths too! I tried to slide on his underwear but my bulge ripped them, My cock was far bigger than anything I had seen before now so that wasn't to surprising. I tried again with is expensive jeans and they were super tight but I managed to make it work with my cock hanging down one leg. I had to smirk at how ridiculous my soft cock looked in these jean. I grabbed his shirt and managed to force it on. One good flex this 80 dollar shirt was a goner. I wasn't as tall as the bull, but apparently I was a lot more muscular. I was about to leave when I looked back and saw Brett's letterman jacket on the chair by the window. Those damn jackets are a highschoolers pride and joy, I picked it up and forced my arms into the leather sleeves. The fit was uncomfortably tight. I could flex and break it easily. But it was still raining out and I wanted the warmth.. I put my paws in the pockets and felt that brent's wallet and keys were inside. I pulled the wallet out and looked inside, Drivers license of a perfect posed pick, student ID the samen, and fifteen thousand bucks in cash.

My jaw dropped as I counted out the money. I tossed the wallet on the bed and tucked the cash with great difficulty into my pant pocket. I bounced the Porcha keays once, twice, three times and gave the shiny wet car a look out the window. I tossed them on the bed next to the wallet.

"Not my style man."

I closed the door behind me and started walking in the rain.. There was a Denny's just down the street. And I was starting to get hungry again.