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This story was written for Level000 as Day #29 of Kinktober 2018. Today's kink was "Latex" and the story contains M/M sex between consenting adults, and gooey, orgiastic fun. :3

One of the Pack

"You are not lost. You are not lost. You are absolutely, definitely, totally not..."

Kiba took a deep breath as he looked around once again, the fading daylight through the tree canopy high above only seeming to hinder rather than help as it cast the surrounding forest into deep shadows. It had been three hours since Kiba had stepped off the woodland path, barely twenty or so metres to go and take a leak out of sight of any other potential hikers. Three hours since he had tried to walk back to the path on what he had thought was the exact route he had taken to leave it, only to find himself unable to find the path. Three hours since he had walked just a little further, then turned around and walked in the other direction for a few minutes, then taken another turn, and another and another in an effort to find the path.

He whined, and ran a nervous hand through the dark fur upon his head as somewhere in the distance, a tree branch snapped. His eyes darted towards the sound, but a moment or so later he snorted and shook his head.

"C'mon. Get a grip. It's a forest. Branches fall, leaves rustle. Worst comes to the worst, you entered the forest on its western side. The sun sets in the west. Just follow where the sun is setting, keep going that direction, and eventually... even it takes a day, you'll find the edge, and a road where someone can take you back to your car. Panicking won't help. Freaking out won't help. All you have to do is walk. Walk, and not panic. You can do that, Kiba. You can..."

Another branch cracked. Then another. The wolf's eyes bulged as he heard footsteps, not pacing, not even jogging towards him, but running. Thundering. More than two feet. More than four, pounding through the leaf litter, getting closer and closer, until suddenly it wasn't just footsteps that he could hear. Panting, snarling voices joined the thundering footsteps, though voices weren't really the right way to describe them. There were no words amongst those violent and terrifying sounds, just bursts of guttural sound, more akin to wild animals than any anthro that Kiba had ever heard. Any attempts of the wolf's not to panic went out of the window at that moment, and though he had already determined that his job was to head west, it was west from which the thundering footsteps were approaching, so as he fled with a yelp of pure, bone-chilling terror, he fled due east away from the edge of the forest, and deeper into its verdant, rapidly darkening depths.

"No. No no no, t-this can't be happening..."

Kiba whimpered as he ran, glancing left and right, crying out in misery as he swore that he caught sight of figures racing through the trees either side of him, some even seeming to pull ahead and advance into the woodland beyond. He knew what was happening. Instinct, or perhaps just common sense told his lupine self that he was being hunted. Hunted by a pack. But, a pack of what?! Wolves had evolved hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the last line of non-anthro offshoots from the lupine genome had died out millennia before civilisation had even reached its infancy. Were these people? A group of college kids pulling some sort of prank? Or, was it far more dark and foul than that? Perhaps some sort of cult, some worshippers of some more primal, bestial deity who believed that getting back to nature and hunting prey like wild animals was some sort of divine destiny.

He stumbled, and yelped loudly. The creatures all around him answered with baying howls, lupine howls with an oddly thick quality to them, as though they were crying out through some sort of liquid. Kiba's hands flew out in front of himself to try and catch a branch, anything to keep him from falling, but instead he caught one foot in a knotted tree root and those hands served as a barrier to break his fall and stop him from crashing face first into the leaf litter. He wailed in pain as he wrenched his ankle as he fell, not breaking it by any means but definitely feeling it twist at an angle somewhat beyond what his body should have allowed. Carefully he eased his foot out of that root, and after a few moments spent wincing in pain as he drew his knees up against his chest, the wolf shuddered in horror as he looked around himself once more... and saw creatures stepping out of the forest around him.

They were wolves, at least, at first glance. Quadrupedal, seemingly feral wolves. But after just a moment or two spent in panicked horror observing them, it became crystal clear to Kiba that these creatures bore no relation to him whatsoever beyond a basic resemblance to the creatures from which he was descended. Their bodies were... liquid. They weren't covered in fur or flesh or scales or anything solid, but a rippling mass of black liquid that was in constant motion, holding itself in the shape of a living mammalian creature but clearly not. From the slight shine on their black bodies, they almost looked like rubber. Like some sort of living, liquid latex, and as the largest of the supposed wolves opened its muzzle and drew Kiba's attention with a frenzied, wild snarl, he watched as several strings of that black ooze dribbled from his top jaw down to the bottom.

"P-please..."

Kiba didn't know what to say. What to beg for, so he simply begged in general. For his life. For his salvation. For anything but what was happening to him right now.

"Please, I... I don't want to die. Please don't kill me. Don't eat me, I..."

He never got to finish pleading for his life though, for no sooner had he started, the living latex wolves began to laugh. To let loose guttural, howling cries not with a desire to hunt or to kill, but cries of mirth and amusement. Sure enough, to Kiba's shock and ever growing confusion, the lead wolf joined in the laughter only to bark at Kiba not in simple primitive sounds, but with actual words behind each gruff utterance.

"Eat you? Eat you?! Ha, do we look like we live on meat? Do we look like ravenous, hungry monsters to you?"

Kiba stared at the large wolf's black, razor toothed maw, he looked at the slathering, drooling muzzles surrounding him as the creatures stalked back and forth in a circle all around him, and whimpered as he looked back at the leader.

"I... I mean... kinda, yeah."

The lead wolf blinked, looked around at his fellow pack members, and gave another snarling snort of laughter when finally his gaze returned to the fearful figure before him.

"Fair point, I suppose. But... no, we're not going to eat you. In fact, we want to help you."

Kiba didn't trust what the wolf was saying for a single moment of course, nothing that the pack of dripping, glistening creatures had done thus far suggesting that they had any interest in preserving his wellbeing. But as his ankle ached and he looked around the still darkening forest, he knew he had no choice but to play along.

"You do? G-great. If you could point me in the direction of the car park... or a park ranger station if there's one nearby?"

The large, liquid latex wolf advanced upon Kiba, and the anthro wolf yelped in fright as he leaned back and tried to drag himself away, only to cry out in pain and concern as the monstrous creature planted one clawed paw on the hem of his trousers and pinned his wounded leg to the forest floor, preventing any further retreat.

"You're so scared. So lost. So helpless and pitiful. We can change all of that."

The wolf got closer and closer to Kiba, panting and growling, muzzle open to the point where Kiba could smell a definitive scent of hot rubber rushing forth with each breath the creature took. Those powerful, dripping jaws and jet black teeth grew ever nearer to his face, to his throat, and Kiba closed his eyes as he awaited almost certain death. To his shock though, it wasn't the cold stabbing of teeth through his carotid artery which made him cry out in surprise and fear a moment or so later, but rather the warmth and wetness of a smooth, slick tongue across his face. He reached up to touch his face in the wake of that contact, eyes widening as he regarded the toothily grinning creature before him, and whimpered as he felt gooey latex residue clinging to his fur. He pulled his fingers back and touched them together, a string of the sticky substance glistening between them as he stretched them out again. A moment later though his face was overcome by a strange, rather pleasant tingling, and he whined in bashful confusion as amidst that sensation he watched the liquid rubber clinging to his fingers suddenly... disappear, as though absorbed into the pads of the digits upon which they had been resting. In a similar manner the wetness on his facial fur suddenly seemed absent, and just as Kiba was about to ask the quadruped wolf before him what was happening, a wave of dizziness flooded his mind.

With his head lost in a haze, Kiba briefly unable to conjure forth any clear thoughts and utterly unable to focus on anything happening to him or around him, the wolf felt his fear melting away. He couldn't protect himself, couldn't do anything to stop what was happening, couldn't even lift his arms from his sides in that moment, but all of a sudden that didn't matter. He smiled. He laughed, falling back against the leaf litter below and spreading out his limbs like he was attempting to make an angel in the crisp leaves. He didn't need to be able to protect himself. Not any more. Not if he had a whole pack of companions to look out for him. And they could teach him, too. Teach him to be stronger. Better. Part of a vastly more complex and powerful whole, so that he would be able to look out for them, too.

A few seconds later, Kiba sat bolt upright again as the dizziness faded and his mind returned to a somewhat more coherent state. He could still remember the thoughts that had crossed his mind in those instants, but he didn't now recall why they had seemed so compelling or so real. It was insane. He wasn't one of these wolves, he wasn't some wild beast who went around hunting helpless hikers in the forest. And yet, as he looked around at the pack continuing to pace and circle him while their leader sat patiently, head curiously cocked just a few feet away, the only fear that remained was the lingering memory of his earlier fright. Even now he wasn't scared of them any more, and in place of his fear and sorrow, there was... a longing. A longing that made Kiba's cheeks flush beneath his dark fur, which made him whimper aloud as he absent-mindedly reached up to his face, caressed the fur where the wolf's tongue had licked him only to feel not his normal fur, but individual strands of smooth, silky latex protruding forth from his skin in a simulation of the fur which had previously existed there.

"What's happening to me? W-what are you... what did you do?"

Kiba looked to the leader of the pack once again, and as the rest of the wolves growled and laughed, he looked around at them only to feel his cheeks burning hotter and his heart racing in his chest as he noticed something that either hadn't been present, or simply hadn't occurred to him before. The wolves, each and every one of them, had something hanging down between their hind legs. A black shape that was all too familiar to Kiba, smooth and shiny like the rest of their bodies, and glistening, dripping in a semi-liquid state just like every other part of the wolves. They were hard. Each and every wolf had an erect cock dangling between their legs, and as his gaze returned once more to their leader, the largest and closest of all the wolves, he saw now that a similarly larger, thicker erection was protruding forth from that monstrous male's crotch, resting atop a set of large, rounded, glistening liquid latex balls.

Swallowing thickly, a new question crossed Kiba's mind as he stared hungrily, helplessly at that huge cock.

"W-what are you going to do to me?"

The pack ceased its growling and laughing, falling silent aside from the gentle rustling of the leaves beneath their feet, and the irregular drip drip dripping of their liquid latex forms. Only the leader spoke, rising up onto all fours and advancing towards Kiba until the anthro wolf laid himself flat again, allowing the huge black, dripping liquid monster to straddle him until their faces were level, more droplets and strings of latex running down onto Kiba's face and making his mind reel as they seemed to absorb directly into his fur and flesh, instantly transforming it into the same living rubber from which the wolves were formed.

"Only what you want."

The beast snarled to Kiba with surprising tenderness.

"Only what you ask for. So... what do you want to ask of us, Kiba?"

The wolf shuddered as he felt the creature's latex body dripping all over his, the black ooze from which the figure was formed not just escaping his muzzle like strands of drool but dribbling from all over the form straddling him. Soaking through his clothes, infecting him, changing him, stealing away his fear and replacing it with a growing certainty which prompted Kiba to speak up, and make a far more sincere plea to the leader, and to the entire pack at large.

"I... I don't want to be afraid. I don't want to have to run from anything. N-not now. Not ever. I want to be strong... l-like you. Like all of you."

Looming over him, the leader of the pack gave a deep, guttural growl which the rest of the living latex creatures echoed. His glassy, featureless black eyes stared down into Kiba's own for a few moments as though evaluating the sincerity of the wolf's words, and then finally, he lowered his head, extended his long, black, dripping wet tongue, and slipped it into Kiba's panting, open muzzle with no resistance from the anthro whatsoever. The pack leader's whole body began to ripple, waves of motion passing through his semi-liquid form from back to front, towards his tongue as Kiba's eyes widened and he began to gulp. The huge wolf's cock throbbed and slapped against his stomach as he fed himself to the lupine anthro, and Kiba gurgled as while the tongue buried in his muzzle began to liquefy and pour itself down his throat only for fresh liquid latex to take its place and provide yet more fluid upon which he could feast, he felt his own cock beginning to stir within his scuffed, dirt and latex-clad hiking trousers.

The rest of the pack circled closer, panting, huffing, their own erections all straining and drooling more and more liberally as they watched their leader diminish in size as he fed more and more of himself into Kiba, until before long the anthro wolf's already black furred body began to take on that same full-body sheen of glistening, semi-liquid latex. It was as though it was oozing out of him, as though he had consumed so much of the other wolf's being that it couldn't be contained. Indeed that seemed to be true not just for Kiba's body, but his mind too. He was still himself, still Kiba, but with increasing potency he could feel new thoughts, new desires rising within his mind that were undeniably from a source outside himself. Confidence, strength, power he'd never felt himself capable of expressing before. A desire to spread. To grow. To increase the numbers of their pack. Of his pack. And of course, a longing... an aching desire for pleasure. To bond, to grow closer to the rest of the pack in the most intimate and pleasant manner possible.

Kiba choked, gasped, and took a ragged breath as his eyes sprang wide open, shimmering, glassy and utterly featureless in their shining black depths. He looked up and around for the wolf which had been straddling him, but there was no sign of him. Just a few lingering black stains on his clothing, and a taste of rubber in his mouth. But of course, Kiba knew where the pack leader was. He couldn't see him, couldn't look him in the eye any longer only because there were no mirrored surfaces around. That truth washed over him like a wave, and as it did so he heard a deep, rumbling snarl escape his own throat. A sound somewhat wetter, thicker than anything he could possibly have uttered before, and a sound which drove not only the rest of the pack, but Kiba himself into a frenzy.

A glistening latex wolf leapt at him with a bark of passionate hunger, and with a cry of laughter Kiba tackled the wolf in mid air, springing to his feet without a trace of the former pain and dragging the dangerous, semi-liquid monster down the ground. He wrestled with the beast, and was just working his hand down the length of its body towards its throbbing black cock when a second member of the pack attacked from behind. It dug its teeth not into Kiba's tail or his legs, but into the fabric of Kiba's trousers, and with an almighty tearing sound the wolf felt the coolness of the fading afternoon air against his ass. He felt weight on his back. He felt hot, dripping liquid black goo on his neck as the wolf straddling him drooled and panted, and he felt a thick, knotted cock probing, prodding at the bare, shimmering, dripping black fur of his now exposed buttocks.

With a roar, Kiba span around and knocked that wolf flying. He leapt upon him with another snarl, and pinned him down with his upper body weight just long enough to reach down and drag the remains of his shredded trousers down to his knees. Before that member of the pack could right himself, still writhing and snarling upon his back, Kiba grabbed his forelimbs, pinned him helplessly to the earth, and wailed in dominant triumph as he plunged his cock into the quadruped wolf's waiting asshole. It was warm, and slick, perfectly ready for him. But there was more to it than that. So much more. No sooner had he begun to thrust, Kiba could feel the wolf's asshole clenching around him. He could feel the other creature's cock straining between their bodies, but at the same time as he began to pump himself feverishly into that now yelping, suddenly and gleefully submissive wolf's ass, he could feel the figure beneath him starting to liquefy. Not to totally turn to liquid as the pack leader now dwelling within him had, but to offer itself up, and to start transferring some of its being into Kiba, partly feeding him through his black, shiny, latex-like cock and partly through the simple contact between the rest of their bodies as other wolves approached and tore off the remainder of Kiba's clothing with teeth and claws.

"Yes! Yes!"

Kiba howled as the first of the pack to rush at him took a second shot, leaping astride him as he mounted the other male and sinking his own thick, dripping black cock into Kiba's own surprisingly receptive, slick, hungry backside. Right from the very first thrust though, he could sense that this wasn't a challenge to his dominance. This wolf simply wished to feed him as the other was doing, to share his strength with their pack leader's own in this new body, this new recruit to their cause.

"My pack..."

Kiba growled with a voice that was only partially his own, feeling the pleasure rising, feeling his body roiling and twisting within as its semi-liquid state was added to and strengthened by the infusion of the two wolves currently pressed against, around and within him.

"...together we are strong. Together we are unstoppable!"

All around him, Kiba watched as others from the pack of living latex wolves flung themselves at one another, wrestling, yelping, barking, snarling, and eventually in almost every case, fucking. The more he watched, and the more he felt, the more he understood. Imagine a wolf pack where every member could physically share the best parts of themselves, their strength, their speed, their intellect, with every other member, and receive the best parts of others traits in return. Imagine a wolf pack where new members could be introduced to add yet more diversity, more new and unique gifts to its ranks not just by that individual's presence, but by sharing that person's gifts amongst every other member of the pack.

"Yes! A-aaaahgod, more!"

Kiba howled as the wolf with his cock buried in the newest pack member's ass let loose, thick ribbons not of cum but of hot liquid latex spraying forth as that wolf yelped and snarled in obvious ecstasy. He felt memories flooding his mind. Experiences. Mistakes made and corrected. A lifetime of knowledge instantly a part of his own being, and in that moment he could feel the liquid latex of his own body feeding back into the cock pouring itself into him, sharing his knowledge and memories with the other pack member in return.

" More!"

He wailed again, shuddering, howling as he climaxed and filled the wolf beneath him with streaks of his own thick black essence. Sure enough as he transferred his knowledge to the other member of the pack, he received that wolf's memories in return, along with his bravery, his determination, and his will to always be there to push the pack leader to be the best, ready to challenge him at every turn to ensure he was still the best, strongest leader they could possibly have.

No sooner had Kiba pulled himself away from those two wolves, another pair parted from their own frenzied fucking and rushed over to him, panting, snarling, fighting amongst one another to be the next in line with their leader and newest pack member rolled into one. Soon one of them filled Kiba's ass, while the other pumped and fucked the gurgling, wide eyed wolf's muzzle at the same time. The forest echoed with their cries and yelps of bliss alongside a dozen others, and Kiba could only whine and grunt happily as he was filled from both sides, his cock still drooling a steady stream of liquid latex despite its recent release and his body still burning with ever growing, insatiable pleasure. All around him he knew that the other members of the pack were simply biding their time, waiting their turn for the newest infusion of knowledge and strength to add to their own. And yet at the same time, he could feel amongst the pack surrounding him a desire for more than just that knowledge. An eagerness, an excitement as they all fucked and pleasured one another so forcefully which betrayed their genuine delight at the sensations they were experiencing together, and suggested that even after Kiba had taken a turn with each of them... their welcoming orgy was likely to go on, and on, and on.

He blushed, and gurgled happily as he felt a trickle of oozing liquid latex pre-cum dribble down his throat, while a similarly warm wetness trickled into his backside from the cock pumping against his prostate. These creatures already seemed horny enough on their own, but if they got hold of his libido, and incorporated that aspect of himself into each and every one of them? Never mind going on all night... if all these wolves became as horny and ever ready for sex as Kiba was, they might never, ever want to stop.

By Jeeves

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