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The sun shone glaringly bright in the sky, bleaching the world into a realm of pastels. Danny stood in the forest alone, breathing in the stale summer air, a cool wind ruffling through the trees.

“Thanks for the help." He didn't know if Wulf could hear him, or was even in the area anymore – he'd circled the forest, but his ghost sense hadn't gone off, and the forest showed no sign of a huge ghost-wolf-person anywhere – but the words still needed saying. “I learned Esperanto in case we ever met again. I know there was a bit of a – okay, a freaking huge language barrier between us. Me, mostly. But I learned. Hijacked a Cramtastic 5000 and everything!" Danny paused, sighed. “You were one of the first… good ghosts I met. Like, truly good. And the very first that I called friend. I'm sorry you got sent back to the Zone; my mom… she's learning. A scary-good shot – but learning." Another pause, another sigh. “So, on that completely thrilling note… I guess this is goodbye."

Danny breathed out, closing his eyes and listening – for a rustle in the bush, a snap of a twig, for something – but there was nothing. Only the faint chirp of birds and squirrels chattering.

A third sigh, which hung heavy in the air as Danny left to join the rush to leave the camp. In the silence left behind, a ripping noise sheared through the air.

“Friend…"

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The ride home was long and tiring, and the first thing Danny did when he crossed the threshold of his house was go straight into the shower, to wash away the smell of camp.

The water was blessedly warm, and Danny nearly cried as he turned the temperature close to scalding. He scrubbed at the dirt until his skin felt raw and tingly, and the loofah left goosebumps in its wake. Throwing on a towel, he left and went to put on freshly laundered clothes.

“Friend!" Danny shrieked, scrabbling to keep the towel wrapped around his waist as Wulf pulled him into a tight hug. The ghostwolf's tail thumped against everything, throwing blankets from the bed onto the desk and half-finished models went flying (the spaceships were exceptionally non-aerodynamic, crashing and exploding spectacularly against the wall and floor). “I heard you in the forest. Your goodbye to mine, all those months ago. Now is the time for happy reunions. No more goodbyes."

“Okay, okay!" Danny squirmed, balling the towel in front of his groin and holding it tight in place, hoping that it wouldn't– that this one time he didn't– “Oh, dammit."

The teen's face flared hot with embarrassment, and he resigned himself to the hug, curling his legs close in damage control. The two of them toppled over, thumping into the floor with such force that the Apollo shuttles hanging from the ceiling snapped in their wire hangings.

Danny sputtered as he got a face full of fur, struggling to keep the towel exactly where it should be, and shivered as he felt coarse fur rub against the skin of his thighs. The sensation sent him over the edge, an orgasm that left him shaky, shivery, and unimaginably embarrassed. At least it was all in the towel…

Both human and ghostwolf paused, and Danny curled up tighter. The cum-stained towel was wrapped tight into a ball, but the smell still lingered, faint in Danny's nose. Try as he might, all he could think that was good about his situation was that his boner was gone for the time being.

Wulf snuffed the air, pulling away form the teen to press his cold nose against Danny's damp skin. He nudged his snout into the teen's side, seeking the source of the musky smell. “You soiled yourself, friend. I made you too happy."

Danny cringed, pressing the sticky towel against his chest, the cum getting spread all over. The attention was already causing him to get hard again. “I don't– it isn't– it's not– I can't control it. It's just – something that happens, and now I'm gonna have to clean up again. Dammit…"

“Do not worry. I will help you clean yourself, and feed the desire that caused it." The ghostwolf's tongue slipped out, lapping at the cum that stuck to the teen's body. Danny tried to protest, tried to stop him, but Wulf was too large. His attempts to push the snout away only threaded his fingers through Wulf's fur. The canine tongue was hard and rough against his skin, pulling and dragging in a way that created goosebumps.

“Wait!" He moaned the word, and as soon as he got it out, Wulf stopped. The tongue pulled away, and the ghostwolf peered up at the teen.

“Is something wrong? Do you not want this?" Danny spotted some of his cum on Wulf's drooping tongue. He was hard again, the tip oozing pre-cum. Did he want this? What Wulf was offering…

He wanted it. That was a ridiculous question; he was a teenager, of course he'd jump at the chance for sex! But… was this, getting sex from Wulf, really what he needed?

“I… I do."

Wulf nodded, dropping down to lap at the bead of pre, pulling the cock into his muzzle. Danny hissed at the feeling, at warmth and wet and pressure and pleasure, bucking his hips as he twisted in place. He eventually rolled onto his back, legs spread wide open. The towel fell to the side, forgotten, his one hand clenched, fingers digging into the carpet. His other hand traveled along his body, circling around his left hip and down toward into his ass. The move was old hand to him, a habit formed out of curiosity and a sleepless night turned masturbatory ritual.

His fingers just brushed against the ring of muscle when Wulf pulled away, Danny's hips pushing up after him. The teen whined at the lack of warmth around his dick, his hand pulling away to wrap around the erection – at the very least, he could use Wulf's spit as lubricant to finish with – when giant paws gently curled around his arms. “Let me do that. You must relax."

Danny went along with it, let himself be pulled onto his knees, let himself be guided onto all fours. Wulf nudged at his legs, spreading them apart, the ghostwolf's tongue dragging along the cleft of Danny's ass. The teen arched, gasping at the contact. It was so thick, pushing his anus open and digging itself inside.

He clenched, involuntarily, squeezing the tongue, and Wulf nipped at his ass. The pain grounded Danny, and he let Wulf lick at him, lick in him. The muscle probed deep, and Danny failed to bite back a moan at the feeling, the roughness of the tongue dragging against the walls of his rectum. It swept along his sides, and he eked out a scream, squeaky and high-pitched and almost entirely silent. Pain mixed heavily with pleasure as sparks danced up his spine and along the edges of his skin.

Wulf paused, the tongue freezing over that one spot, and Danny wheezed a need for more. The tongue pulled back, and Danny whimpered, then let out another almost-silent scream when the ghostwulf started licking at the spot. Rough and heavy, the tongue lapped at the spot, and white spots exploded and danced across Danny's vision. Beads of pre dripped down, a thin, viscous thread of it connected Danny's cock to the floor. He was close, so so close to completion. His breathing got faster, shorter, harder, the pleasure building up behind his balls like a knot.

Wulf pulled out.

Danny gulped down air, weak and needy and on the edge. With every second he wasn't pushed over the edge, the knot of pleasure decreased. Letting out a shaky breath, Danny peered over his shoulder to see Wulf's fur looming over him. Two handpaws settled at either side of Danny's own, and the teen felt something huge and hot press against his crotch. He dropped his head, and saw–

It was large, at least as large around as his wrist. Bright neon green and veiny with a tapered tip, Wulf's cock dwarfed Danny's own, and it was still growing – no, not growing. It slid out of a slit where Danny would have expected the base of the shaft to be, the fur there as shaggy as the rest of Wulf's body. Wulf's balls were huge, at least as large as his Dad's fists (bad thought bad thought bad bad bad). The cock didn't have a head, and Danny wondered if what he was looking at was normal for dogs. It kept growing, larger and larger, longer and longer, and the teen shivered at the waterfall of pre-cum that dribbled, endlessly, from the tip. It puddled on the ground, clear and shiny, overtaking Danny's own miniscule puddle of pre. “Holy shit." A wet tongue lapped at the back of his head, and he blinked. “Holy shit, yes."

“As you wish, friend." The cock moved, pulling back and out of Danny's sight. “This will hurt. I tried to prepare you, but this will still hurt."

Wulf started to hump, pushing the tip of his cock against the loosened anus. Pre-cum dribbled onto him, into him, out of him, as the cock pushed further and further into Danny with each thrust. In and out, in and out, Wulf pushed more and more into Danny, widening and loosening the teen, until his tip was fully inside. Danny groaned as he was stretched wide, filled with the ghostwolf's cock. There was discomfort, a lot of it, but with it came a heap of pleasure that Danny could barely define. It was as sensation of being full, of being filled, of satiation. He was being stretched from the inside, stuffed full of dog cock, and he wanted so much more of it.

Danny's eyes were squeezed shut from the pleasure, and through the sensations he made the realization that Wulf was still putting more of himself into the teen. The ghostwolf hadn't pushed himself all the way in.

Wulf's cock pushed against him, a constant pressure against his pleasure spot, and Danny cracked open an eye. He dared to look down, blinking through the tears, and saw that Wulf was barely halfway into him. His stomach started to bulge, a belly forming from just the ghostwolf's presence inside of him. His skin stretched, and through it all he could still feel Wulf's cock, could still feel the pre-cum dribbling deep inside of him.

Eventually, Wulf bottomed out, and the two remained there. Danny, with a belly bulge, stuffed full of cock. Wulf pressed against the teen, bottomed out, filling his friend full of pre. The ghostwolf pressed his hips against Danny's own, his balls brushing against the teen's, and pulled back.

It started slow, little moments of push and pull, that rocked Danny in place. Gradually, it became longer thrusts, more and more of Wulf pulling out, and harder and harder thrusts into the teen. It got faster and faster, longer and harder thrusts, until Wulf was fully pounding into Danny. The teen's belly bulge got smaller and returned, over and over, and Danny could feel the the outline of Wulf's cock pushing against the skin of his belly. He loved it, loved the belly, loved the feeling, loved it all.

Wulf's thrusts got deeper, but slowed down, and Danny felt something large press against his anus, pushing itself inside him. “Oh. Ho– holy–"

Oh, god, what was it? Was that normal? Biology class hadn't taught him about large anythings, and health class hadn't covered having sex – was this even sex? – with a ghostwolf.

Tears streamed down his face, the bulge pushing its way into him. It pressed hard against his spot, and the pleasure it gave him sent Danny over the edge. The knot of pleasure reformed behind Danny's balls, added by the bulge at the base of Wulf's cock, and the teen felt his ballsack shrink as his balls pulled in close. Cum splashed onto the floor, Danny's cock pulsing with each shot of cum that was released. His anus clenched around Wulf's cock in time with his cock, and in the afterglow of his orgasm, Danny felt Wulf's balls against his own, could feel them pulling in close to Wulf's body.

Wulf collapsed onto his side as his own orgasm came crashing down on him, and he cuddled Danny close. The two were exhausted, and Danny felt himself start to doze off, his lips and fingertips tingling with the afterglow.

Time passed, and Danny eventually was able to open his eyes. He blinked back at the brightness of it all, and took it the state of himself.

There was a puddle of cum in the middle of a dark stain on the carpet, what remained of Wulf's puddle of pre, and Danny could smell the heady musk of sex heavy in the air. He had a belly, red lines of stretch marks scattered all across the bulge. He rumbled in contentment, a hand rubbing circles on the rounded belly he now had. Over the belly, Danny could see that he was still hard, and from what he could feel, his balls were nestled against Wulf's the fur unusually soft and fluffy. Beneath his fingertips, he could feel Wulf's cum moving under his touch. Danny paused in his ministrations as he felt something push back, gently and rhythmically. Every second a new push, in the exact same spot.

Curiosity overcame him, and he started channeling power into his hand, focusing on turning his torso invisible. His hand vanished, and slowly more and more of his torso went with it. He could see the cum Wulf had left in him, off-white and viscous and kind of glowing, and…

He saw Wulf's cock, still hard, the bulge at the base keeping the cock locked inside of Danny. It was a faint green through the haze of the cum, pulsing in rhythmic time. With each pulse there was a faint ripple against the edge of the cum, and he realized that Wulf's orgasm was still happening. He was still filling Danny with his cum.

The invisibility ended and Danny switched over to intangibility. His hand went inside himself, fingers digging into the cum and wrapping around Wulf's cock. He wanted to feel this, wanted to feel Wulf's cock inside of him, filling him with more and more cum.

Fingers wrapped around the cock, and Danny laid there. He closed his eyes, feeling Wulf's dick fill him, gently pulsing with each new spurt of cum. The belly the cum and the cock gave him felt amazing, and the fullness of it all… he never wanted it to end, god it felt so good.

He needed more.

His hand started to stroke Wulf, squeezing lightly with each movement. He wanted to milk Wulf of everything, make it so that this belly he had was permanent. He never wanted this moment to end, wanted to keep Wulf inside of him, keep all this cum inside of him, keep this belly of his.

He needed more.

Wulf huffed, humping against Danny, and something started. A need for more. Danny's hair turned white, his eyes bleeding into green, as he turned intangible. He phased into Wulf, could feel Wulf phase into him, and…

Something touched him. Deep inside the center of his chest, in that little ball he delved into every time he transformed, he could feel something touch against it. It felt large and comforting and infinite, and the puddle of pre and cum froze.

Frost spread across the floor out around them, crackled as it grew along the edges of the walls and windows. Everything started floating around them, changing shape and form – the bed turned into a cot then a curtained four-post then a crib and back to normal. The windows vanished and reappeared in a different location, one with daylight shining out of it and the other showing the city lights of night. The closet vanished and reappeared and vanished again, in different locations and looking entirely different each time. The floor changed color and style, from plain blue carpet to hardwood to brown shag, at one point white tile.

They were Danny and Wulf, two separate beings, but also one being. They toppled the King but were also fugitives of the law, spoke English but also fluent Esperanto, ghost and ghost, human and wolf. They were one.

Their cores broke apart, circling each other before coming back together and breaking apart again. Each time more and more of their energies coupling and spinning, trying to form a third core. The offshoots of the two were absorbed into the third, helping to stabilize it as it settled into orbit around the smaller of the original two.

Wulf pulled away, separating himself from Danny both in core and cock. The new, still forming core settled into orbit around Danny's, while cum gushed from his ass, spilling all over his legs. Danny clenched his cheeks, trying to keep as much of it in him as he could, even as he could feel the empty feeling from the lack of Wulf's cock in him. He whined, putting his head on the floor and using his hands to scoop up the cum dripping down his legs.

Frost crunched as Danny brought his hands to his mouth, drinking up the cum that leaked out of him, even licking his hands clean. Again and again he scooped up the cum that leaked out, drinking it up to try and keep his belly. Wulf snorted in amusement, nuzzling Danny and licking his face clean of the cum that spilled onto it from the teen's hands. Danny frowned, unable to keep the smile off his face as he tried to bat Wulf's muzzle away. “Wait, no. I need – I want to be full, I like the belly."

Wulf huffed, a chortling laughter. “If you liked it that much, we can do it again. But the baby might make the core merging difficult."

“Fudge buckets, yes, do it again!" Danny blinked, translating the rest of the words in his head. His smile faded into a frown. “The… baby?"

Wulf nodded, giving Danny a kiss – more like licking the teen's lips, but the gesture was the same. “Yes, the baby."

Danny looked from Wulf to his stomach, and back to Wulf. “Oh god, unprotected sex can lead to babies!"