FSE

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Author's note: Initially, the name “Red" was never going to show in this story. He was always going to be called by a description. However, after some discussion with Amenon, I decided to add his “name" to his noun options. Any time his actual name would get used, it's replaced by some black bars, like so: ???????? ... Which SoFurry changed to a bunch of question marks. If we ever get an official name, I may come back and change every instance of Red to his actual name.

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“Aww, come on Raine! Please?"

“Nope! You made this bet, and now you have to pay up."

“Please Raine I-"

“Hey, what's going on?"

Red groaned as he heard Sythe calling out from a doorway up ahead. He had always disliked Keidran and traveling with some for a while had not done much to change that. If anything, it had made him dislike them even more, especially Sythe. The wolf Keidran always seemed to stick his muzzle in other people's business, and this evening it seemed like he was the lucky recipient of Sythe's curiosity. Great.

At least the wolf wore more than a loincloth these days.

Raine's reaction was nearly opposite that of her companion.

“Sythe! How are you?"

“I'm fine. Right now, I'm really wondering what two of my favorite humans were talking about?"

Red and Raine came to a stop at Sythe's doorway.

“Oh, well remember how, after everything in Edinmire settled down, Red won a bet we had?"

“The one where you had to wear something of his choice for a week? And he picked a sled dog harness?" Turning to the former Templar, he added, “You realize that was horribly racist, right?"

“But it was hilarious!"

“And an awful thing to make someone do!"

“Well," Raine interrupted, “Now Red has lost a bet, and has to wear something of my choosing for a week. We were heading back to my room to get it."

“Ooh, this I have to see! Come on Mrs. Nibbly, this is gonna be good."

The mysterious and seemingly domesticated squirrel known as Mrs. Nibbly had been watching Sythe's back from her box bed in their room. Once the Keidran called for her, she jumped out of it and scrambled up his back to her standard perch on his shoulder. The squirrel gave Raine and Red a look of interest once she settled in place and they started off towards Raine's room.

“So… what was the bet?" Sythe asked.

Raine giggled while her friend's face turned red. “Oh, that's the best part! You know how Keith has been spending a lot of time with Zen's brother?"

“Natani? Sure."

“Well, I bet Red that they were in a relationship."

“No…"

“Yes!" Raine nearly shouted back, “He actually took that bet!"

Sythe's gaze shifted to Red. “You complete idiot, we've all been living together for a month and you didn't realize Keith and Natani were in love!?"

“I thought they were just really good friends! It's weird that they're a couple!"

“And Trace and Flora aren't?"

“Eh, I kinda expect weird stuff from him. Besides, I figured we were at our weirdness quota."

“'Weirdness quota?'"

“Yeah, you know. We already have a bunch of weirdos here, I didn't think we could get anymore!"

“Like who?"

“Let's see, there's Trace, Zen, Raine, Karen…"

“… Red, did you just call Raine a weirdo?"

“What!? Ah, no, no! There's no way I did that! I was thinking of… Mrs. Nibbly! Yeah, Mrs. Nibbly."

“Sure you were."

“We're here," Raine suddenly announced, saving the red-haired man from his foot-in-mouth disease. The two guys looked around the room, wondering what Red would be wearing for the next week while the third member of their little group went straight to her closet and started rummaging through it. “Given me a second, I just need to get something out of here," she explained as she searched. A few seconds later she emerged, clutching a small box. “Ah, here it is!" Both of the guys watched with interest as Raine opened the flat, square box and pulled out a leather collar with a paw print tag hanging from the front.

“Kinky," Sythe commented. The other human in the room just blushed.

“Well, considering I had to wear a HARNESS for a week, I figured this would be fair," Raine replied. “Now, just close your eyes and hold still while I put this on you."

“O-okay."

The ex-Templar did as Raine asked, closing his eyes and trying to relax as he felt the leather against his skin. He took a few deep breaths as Raine fastened the collar around his neck. It took her a moment to find the right hole to use so that the collar would be tight but not uncomfortable, and once it was he felt her hands lift. Then, everything shifted with the sound of ripping cloth.

The eyes of the red-haired human immediately shot open.

“Raine, what did you just do?" he asked as he tried to get his eyes to focus past his muzzle.

Wait… his muzzle!? Red whined as he saw the white fur of his muzzle in front of his eyes. Slowly he took his new hands and started to feel his changed body. Fur covered arms, fuzzy belly, swollen breasts… Oh no.

“Raine… did you make me into a female white wolf?"

“Me? Nooo… That was the collar. It's called the Collar of Keidranification. I did change the settings so that it would change your sex though. You can thank Rose for it later. She gave it to me a month ago, after our previous bet."

At that, Sythe's composure broke and he doubled over in laughter. “Oh, dear Fates… Raine! This is beautiful! I can't imagine a better payback!"

Raine let the former human investigate his new body for a few seconds, watching him explore his new form, including a tail that would not stop moving. Then, she spoke up. “And don't forget, you bet a whole week."

The new wolf immediately shot her a look. “You are evil."

“Looking good Red!" Sythe catcalled, once he had a breath of air.

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It was quickly decided that a new set of clothes was the first thing the new wolf needed, seeing as his current outfit had torn. Thankfully, the Legacy Estate currently had a resident seamstress. As a bonus, she specialized in transformed and crossgender individuals. That was the carrot Raine and Sythe used to get their friend to join them in a visit to Kathrin. It took the cat-dog hybrid only a moment to recognize the former Templar.

“Red! What happened to you!?"

“He lost a bet," Raine interjected. “Collar," she quickly added, answering the question in Kat's eyes.

“… Payback for last month?"

“Yep."

“In that case… Well, I can't say I'm upset. I'm guessing none of his clothes fit?"

The red-haired templar was silent.

“We're not expecting any to fit, and we would rather not risk ruining any in the attempt," explained Sythe, ending the silence.

“… Fair enough. So, how many outfits are you looking to get?

“T-two," Red replied, finally finding his voice.

“I see..." Kat said, writing a few things down on a small piece of paper. “Okay then Red, go stand in front of the mirror and strip down."

“W-what!?"

“Strip down. I need to get some measurements or else your new clothes won't fit right."

“But…"

Kat punched his shoulder. “Grow up. It's nothing new to any of us."

“Right…"

Once he was in front of the mirror, the former human started to strip off his ruined clothes. The shirt was the first and easiest thing to remove. Once he got it off, he threw it under the mirror. Kat could reuse the fabric, maybe. He then sat down to peel his ruined shoes off his paws, tossing them towards the door. They were definitely useless. The ex-Templar paused when his hands gripped his pants.

“Come on Red, we can already see your boobs," Sythe cajoled.

It worked, and a pair of pants soon joined the shirt while the new wolf's cheeks flushed pink. His hands went to his smallclothes next, and he started to remove those too. His cheeks were red when he kicked them aside.

“You're undressed? Good! Now, stand up tall and spread your arms out for me! I've got measurements to take!"

The measuring process was truly exhaustive. The former Templar lost count sometime after twenty different uses of the tape measure, and that was before she got below his waist! Still, Kat wrote everything down, so he could only assume it was all important. When she finally finished, her client was more than ready for the ordeal to be over. After a few seconds of considering her measurements, Kat pointed out a rack of clothes.

“Those clothes should fit you with a minimal number of adjustments. Tell me when you decide which ones to buy."

“Okay then, thank you Kat."

“You're welcome Red. Enjoy your week!"

As the trio of friends walked over to the clothes Kat had pointed out, a thought struck Sythe. “You know, I'm not sure if Red is the best nickname for you anymore."

“Oh, so you're going to use my real name now?"

“Nope. Hey Raine, how does the name Scarlet sound?"

“Pfft! It sounds perfect Sythe! What do you think Scarlet?"

“Screw both of you."

Raine and Sythe responded with a pair of stuck out tongues.

After a solid thirty minutes of browsing and holding clothes up to the new white wolf's body, the trio had selected out a few outfits. Now, it was time to pick two to buy, so they headed back to the mirror. As the newly dubbed Scarlet tried on the various clothes and checked the reactions of his friends, the red-haired wolf found himself watching one of their reactions more closely than the other's. It took a stray thought crossing his mind to realize it though.

'When did Sythe get so hot?' the new wolf found himself thinking. He was immediately repulsed by the thought. 'Oh gods, I have to get out of this body!'

If the red-haired wolf had been a little less self-absorbed, he might have noticed he was not the only person acting oddly. Both Kat and Sythe had taken a few discreet sniffs of the air, and now Sythe was gazing at him with a strange softness in his eyes. Meanwhile, Kat had simply rolled her eyes and shaken her head.

It was evening by the time the former Templar had selected a pair of outfits, had them altered by Kat, and returned to his room, claiming he needed to rest. The new wolf flopped down on his bed and started to fully consider his situation. The fear of his friend's reactions, the changes his new body entailed, and more roiled about his mind. He couldn't come to any conclusions before sleep claimed him.

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As Red had expected, the next day was an enormous pain in the butt. Explaining the situation to everyone got annoying fast. He had already told the story to two people by the time he got to breakfast, where he informed another three about his current situation. The former Templar managed to get Raine to accompany him for a few hours, saving him from having to repeat the tale several times. In exchange, Raine got to tease him about the transformation, and even tugged on his tail once as a bit of payback. Still, by lunchtime everyone in the Estate seemed to know who and what “Scarlet" was.

For the most part, everyone was fine with the transformation. Aside from the jokes and jabs they made at his situation, most of the red-haired man's friends acted as if nothing had changed. Maren just rolled her eyes, Trace was unfazed (although Flora was quite interested), and Karen just wanted a turn with the collar. The Keidran at the Estate were slightly more excited, with each of them congratulating Raine in some way for getting back at Red. Rose seemed particularly proud of her niece, while Mike seemed unusually sympathetic to the former Templar's situation. The Basitins couldn't have cared less, but were thankful for the information that the red-haired wolf was not a new person. With that task complete, and after a hearty meal, Red headed back to his room for a midday nap.

The nap never happened, nor was it ever going to happen. While the man trapped in a female wolf's body did lay down on his bed, sleep was the last thing on his mind. After a moment of hesitation, Red pulled off his shirt. Last night, he had been so worried about how people would react to his transformation that he never really looked his new body over.

His hands slowly drifted towards his breasts, the first object of his interest. A shiver ran up his spine as Red squeezed the bags of flesh on his chest. As he continued to fondle himself, a warmth spread throughout his body. By the time the former man had identified the sensation as arousal, a new thought came from the corner of his mind. He slowly moved his hands down his body, searching for something under the fur. When the fruitless search reached his waist, he silently cursed Sythe for putting the idea in his mind.

Still, considering where his hands were now…

The pants and underwear came off seconds later. Red blushed at the sight that greeted him; his now-female sex was already pink and aroused, ready for whatever would come next. He hesitantly reached a single digit towards the moist lips of his pussy before gently stroking the aroused flesh, starting from the clit. The softest of sounds escaped the new Keidran's lips; the sensation was strange and unusual, but not without pleasure. A second stroke followed, and then a third, each one pushing a little deeper into the place behind those lips. A couple of strokes later, the lips naturally parted and his digit sank in.

The entry brought a gasp to the red-haired wolf's mouth. After a moment of hesitation, he let his finger explore the new space inside himself. Much like before, it felt strange but pleasant, only now the pleasure was much higher. Within minutes, he was rubbing his finger against the walls of his pussy, pleasuring himself. Soon a second digit joined the first, and then a third, as Red fingerbanged himself, masturbating for the first time as a woman. It was only by biting a pillow that he stopped himself from howling when he came.

After a few minutes spent recovering from his orgasm, the former Templar cleaned off his fingers, wiped down his pussy, and got his clothes back on. As he searched the manor for Raine and his other friends, he was oblivious to the Keidran in the house sniffing the air and, more importantly, their reactions. Zen, Evals, and Mike were particularly intrigued by the scent they caught in the air. Once Red found Raine, who had been talking with Sythe, he spent the rest of the day with her and the Keidran.

When the red-haired wolf made it to bed that night, he found his hand drifting towards his loins. He paused for just a second, then masturbated for the second time that day. As he played with his pussy, he tried a few new ideas, pleasing his body with a few new tricks. Still, this session was taking longer than the first to reach its climax, and his thoughts began to drift. Soon his mind conjured up a scene, a sexual encounter. Almost immediately, Red rejected the image, as it had been himself, getting his pussy smashed by Sythe's canine cock. He then tried to imagine a new scene, of himself having sex with Raine. A few moments later, and Raine was in her Wolf Keidran form. Suddenly, it was not Raine that he was screwing, but Zen, and it was him who was getting screwed. The man trapped in a female wolf's body tried again and again to conjure up a scenario to help him reach his climax, but every time he tried, it twisted itself into something else. He had sex with Sythe and Zen, was split between Evals and Mike, surprised by a male version of Raine, and even once imagined Trace using his mouth, much to his surprise. Eventually, he returned to that scene of Sythe filling his pussy, and gave up. He brought himself to climax, and soon fell into a troubled sleep.

The next morning brought him no relief, as when Red awoke, he could feel his pussy begging for attention. As he tried to please himself, just like the night before, he found the task more difficult and his thoughts invaded by more unusual perversions. Eventually, the unfortunate man simply forced himself to use whatever he was given and finish, finally letting him get his day started. But as luck would have it, he didn't even make it all the way through breakfast before the need between his legs started to return. By mid-morning, he had to return to his room to relieve that itch.

Things got worse from there. When the need came back that afternoon, the transformed man found that one orgasm was no longer enough to satisfy him. A second session managed to cool his need, and left him with a soaking wet pussy. Still, he could already feel the need coming back. Instead of immediately trying to satisfy himself this time, he decided to try and hold out, hoping that it would make things easier. As he walked around the manor, the red-haired man felt the eyes of every individual he met follow him, and while a few Keidran did watch him as he passed, it was not quite for the reasons he imagined. The need in his loins continued to build and, by the end of the day, he was literally dripping with it. After three orgasms, he fell into a fitful sleep, filled with dreams of screwing and getting screwed by Keidran. When he awoke, Red had more than a few worries on his mind. Throughout that third day, whatever was happening to the former Templar continued to worsen, and after lunch he retreated to his room as the fear of what was happening to his mind consumed him.

By the fourth day, the transformed man surrendered to his fear, and so he found himself hurrying over to Raine's door early in the morning, desperate for some help. Fearful of how she might react if he told her the full truth, he simply said that he was afraid that the collar was affecting his mind. Thankfully, Raine was more understanding than he had hoped; however, she was not going to let him off hook without some more information. She told him to head back to his room and wait while she went to ask Rose a few questions about the collar. She would join him with news, once she had it.

When the former Templar headed back to his room, he was surprised to find Sythe standing in the doorway of the Keidran's room, just where he'd met him a few days ago. Red did his best to not stare at the wolf, but his eyes still wandered over the man's body, drinking in the hidden details of the warrior's anatomy, then snapped up to gaze into the wolf's when Sythe spoke up.

“So, Scarlet, why are you up so early today?"

For a moment, the red-haired wolf hesitated. Then, he decided to be mostly honest. “I went to see Raine. I… I'm worried that the collar is messing with my head. It's making me think of things I know I wouldn't normally think about."

“Oh? Are you sure? Well, I suppose there is one way it could be messing with you…"

“What!? How could-"

“So, he ask Raine to help?" asked a new voice in slightly broken Human.

Both the former Templar and Sythe quickly turned to see Zen limping down the hall, using a cane for extra support and wearing a robe reminiscent of the one he had been wearing when they had captured him. While his ankle had been horribly burned to get them to the Legacy Estate, over a month of recovery time had left him mostly healed. The cane was his latest and last crutch on the road to recovery, and one he was anxious to no longer need. With his new robe and cane, he could also pass for an ancient sage… if he grew a long white beard. However, it was not Zen's appearance that worried the red-haired wolf; it was his words.

“Help? Help with what?"

“Uh, Scarlet… You just told me-" Sythe pointed out.

“Yeah, I told YOU. I want to know why HE thinks I went to ask Raine for help."

The two wolf Keidran shared a look.

“Where were you going just now?"

“Back to my room. Why do you ask?"

“Because I think the rest of this conversation should happen somewhere more private."

“Why?"

“Might be lots of yelling," explained Zen, with a hint of a smirk.

“What!? Why!?"

“????????, please… Just trust us on this," implored Sythe.

That finally made the red-haired wolf pause. Sythe never used his actual name unless the situation was very serious. Maybe this time, he would just do as asked.

“Uh, sure… It's just down the hall."

The walk down the hall was short. While the transformed human tried to glean some more information from the Keidran, neither of them gave anything away. Each question was met with a quick refusal and the instruction to wait. It was not until Zen closed Red's bedroom door behind them that he got an answer.

“So, Scarlet, you think that collar is changing the way you think?"

“Well, yeah. I know I wouldn't have these kinds of thoughts normally."

“What kind of thoughts?"

“Um, about Keidran…"

"Oh, so you've been having some dirty daydreams? And let me guess... about us?"

“I… Uh…"

“Ooh, he was!" said Zen gleefully.

“Careful Zen, you're making Scarlet turn scarlet. Now then, if you want to know why you might have been having those thoughts, well, you see… When Raine put that collar on you, a setting must have been wrong, or maybe it just happened to be the right time in your cycle, but, well… you're in heat."

“I'M WHAT!?"

“And that's why we wanted to be somewhere private!"

“But how!? I'm a guy!"

“Normally. Right now, you aren't. Physically, at least."

“Are you sure?"

“Yep. There's a certain… scent to someone in heat, and you've been putting it off for the last four days. I'm guessing that you didn't notice because, despite being Keidran, you're still as nose-blind as a human."

“Okay, so - Wait, did you say the last four days!?"

“Yeah, sorry. We figured at first that it was something Raine did intentionally, and Zen, Mike, Evals, and I started a betting pool on how long you would last. No one wanted to say anything after that because that would be cheating, but since you already went to Raine..."

The ex-Templar slowly sank to the floor, clutching his head. “So, these... thoughts… They'll stop when Raine takes this stupid collar off?"

“We think so. That said, if I was in Raine's position, I know I wouldn't just let you off the hook."

“What!? Why!?"

“Two reasons. One: A bet's a bet. You had her in that harness for the full week. And two: Raine might end up having to deal with the same issue herself someday… so why would she let YOU off easy?"

“So… What should I do?"

“I'm glad you asked, because we've got a bit of an expert here! Zen, what do you two do when Natani is in heat?"

The older Keidran thought for just a moment. “Nat stay in room, lay down, and NEVER touch… If touch, get even worse. Then need sex."

“Well, there you go Scarlet! You just have to not touch yourself!"

The pause in the conversation lasted far too long for the former Templar's comfort.

“... You know we can smell what you've been doing in here, right?"

“Gods damn it!"

Sythe knelt in front of the collared wolf. “Hey, I can sympathize, and I'm willing to make you an offer… And I bet Zen will too, once he hears it."

“Wha - what is it?"

“I could use some relief myself after what your scent has been doing to me, so… how about we go for that second option? That should help, and even if it doesn't, I'll join you in asking Raine to get the collar off early. Zen, what do you think?"

“Count me in!"

“There we go then Scarlet! Help out a pair of wolves, and we'll do everything we can to get that collar off you. What do you say?"

The transformed man stayed on the ground as he considered his options. On one hand, this heat was both infuriating and agonizing, and he wanted the collar off as soon as possible. On the other hand, the idea of having sex with two guys was terrifying and humiliating. The fact that they were both Keidran just made things worse! On top of that, all they could do was ask Raine to take it off. If she refused, he would get screwed and gain nothing.

Well, not exactly nothing… Red was fairly certain that sex would at least make his heat more bearable. He told himself that was the reason for his decision, and not the images swimming in his mind.

“Fine… I'll do it."

Both of the natural Keidran cheered. “Okay then Scarlet," instructed Sythe, “take your clothes off, lay on your bed, and get comfortable. We're going to show you how Keidran do things."

The red-haired wolf turned around in embarrassment as he stripped off his clothes. While he quickly undressed, he could hear the wolves start to squabble as they did the same. Zen started it.

“I call first pussy!"

“Oh, so you'll give Scarlet a good licking?"

“What?" said Red.

“Huh?" said Zen.

“Am I the only one here who knows that you should get a pussy nice and wet before sex?"

“I'm not licking him. Tastes bad."

“So then I get first shot in the pussy."

“No, I still want first!"

“And why should I let you be first after I've done all the work to get him ready?"

“I won the bet."

“... I guess you did, huh. Fine, I guess you can be the first to screw him."

“Yes!"

While the two brown wolves had argued, the transformed man had climbed onto the bed. For once, he took the time to look at Sythe and Zen closely, to admire their figures instead of looking for dangers. In the end, the red-haired wolf had to admit the two forest wolves had some pleasant features. Both of them were healthy, with clean coats and a distinct lack of scars. They shared similar bodies, both strong and muscular, with abdominal muscles built from years of hard work. Plus, as Red's gaze dropped, he noticed some of the other assets the brown wolves had. Already their cocks were starting to slip free from their sheaths, stiffening as time passed. Just underneath hung their sacks, filled and ready to blow in his pussy. Red's eyes lingered on the sight. Maybe, just maybe, this was a good idea.

“Uh, hey, Scarlet… You done staring?"

Red snapped back to reality. “Wha- I- … Yes."

“Okay, maybe this heat really is messing with you mind," Sythe said with a sigh. Finally ready to get things started, he knelt at the foot of the bed and gently grabbed the white wolf's ankles. As he slowly slid his powerful hands up the former male's legs, Red let out a low, wanting whine. The subject of Sythe's attentions started to pant as his muzzle drew closer to his exposed sex.

The first lick earned a gasp of surprise and pleasure. Sythe's wide canine tongue easily parted the folds of the red-haired wolf's pussy, letting it blossom into a beautiful flower of arousal. A second long, slow lick spread them further, and a third powerful lick earned him a whine of pleasure and need. As Sythe continued to lick the former human's pussy, one of Red's hands found its way to his head. Instead of pushing him away, it held him there, welcoming his oral assault. He closed his eyes as bliss consumed him.

“So ????????, Aunt-"

Three heads snapped to watch as the door swung open and Raine walked in. Once she saw the scene taking place in the room, she froze. For a moment, no one moved as a heavy blush spread across Raine's cheeks. That moment ended when, with a little pop of air, Raine's Uncontrolled Perfect Transformation activated, and she turned into her white wolf Keidran form.

“Oh my gosh," exclaimed Raine as she started to back out the door, “I am so sorry! I'll just-"

“Raine, wait! Please!" Sythe begged. The plea in his voice got Raine to stop in her tracks. “Please, just… come in, close the door behind you, and let's... talk."

“Oh-Okay." As she closed the door, Sythe turned himself around to face her, but stayed sitting on the floor. Raine looked from him to Red to Zen, her eyes darting to all kinds of places before she got them to stay focused on Sythe's face. "What's… going on here?"

“Okay, so… It turns out that Scarlet here is in heat an-"

“HE'S WHAT!?" As soon as it sunk in, Raine quickly brushed past Sythe. “Oh my gosh ????????, I'm so sorry! Here, let me-"

“Uh, Raine, hold on a second," interrupted Sythe. “Let me point out every reason why you shouldn't take that collar off. Firstly-"

This time, it was the former Templar who spoke up. “Hey! I thought you were going to help me get this thing off early! What's the deal?"

“Just trying to be fair," Sythe replied. “So, Raine, could you remind me as to why you made Red wear the collar in the first place?"

“Uh… Payback for the harness thing?"

“Was that the only reason?"

“Yes?"

“So you didn't think this was a good chance to show him what it's like to be in your position? And this could happen to you too, right? Being in heat and stuck in this form?"

“Well… Yeah, but… he's a guy."

“Raine, let me remind you exactly how empathetic Red is: While you were stuck in your wolf form, he made you wear a DOG HARNESS. And pull him around!"

“...What's your point?"

“My point is… If I were you, I'd make him suffer through the rest of the week."

“So what was that thing about helping him get the collar off early?"

“Ah, well… Zen and I told Red that, if he let us screw him, we'd argue to you that you should take the collar off early."

“Didn't you just-"

“We didn't do him yet. Also, sex helps make a Keidran's heat more bearable, so even if you told him no he'd feel better."

“So… You told Red that you'd help him get the collar off, told me why not to take it off, and then told me that you were going to ask me to take it off?"

“... Yeah, pretty much."

“... You just want to have sex with him, don't you?"

“I mean… Yeah? His smell has been driving us crazy over the last three days! Plus, can you imagine his embarrassment? Whenever he says 'Screw you,' we can just tell him we already did! It'll be great!"

“Sythe, you're being an asshole."

“... Yeah, you're right. Sorry, it's just… he smells so good! Right Zen?"

The other brown wolf nodded in agreement.

Raine ignored them to look at the wolf with a collar. “So, what about you? Do you want me to take the collar off?"

“Yes…"

“That's not a very confident answer."

“Well, I… I…" Red's voice dropped to nearly a whisper. “I kinda want them to do me."

All three pairs of eyes were suddenly focused on the transformed man. “????????, are you saying that you actually want them to-"

“I don't know, okay!? This whole heat thing is messing with my head so much but… I…"

Sythe put a hand on the poor wolf's leg. “Hey, if it makes you feel better, we'll stop as soon as you ask us to. And neither Zen nor I will mention this any other time unless you do it first… Right Zen?"

“Right!"

“Does that make your answer any clearer?"

“I…"

The red-haired wolf paused, biting his lip as he thought. It only took a few moments.

“Just do me."

“Are you sure?" Sythe asked.

“Yeah, just… don't be too rough?"

“Gladly." The former diplomat turned to Raine. “So… Uh… if that's settled…"

“Hm?"

“There's two guys… well, two guys with a dick here. We were going to take turns... Which means there'll always be a man out. So…"

“Are you asking if I want to join?"

The forest wolf's ears fell flat. “Yes?"

"I..." Raine looked over the other occupants of the room again, her blush returning as she did. "Well, I mean… It's not like I've never been…" She cleared her throat. “Back in Lyn'Knoll, my mother did her best to hide some of the things that happened in the village. She did a good job, but still… I saw some things. Keidran, humans, even a Basitin once… Doing, well… You know…"

“In public?"

“Well, yeah. Like I said, my mom tried to prevent me from seeing it, but when a pair of people kissing suddenly turns into people having sex…"

“There's not much she could do?"

“Exactly. And... it wasn't even always just two people. There were a few time three, four, even five once, people just started… going at it. So I've always kind of wondered..."

“So then… Are you in or…?"

Now, Raine bit her lip. “With what happened to Trace and Flora, I'm kinda… you know…"

“Oh, that?" Zen interjected, “I know fix. Watch!" The former assassin quickly walked over to the magical room service table and put his hand on it. He cleared his throat. “Cumdumb." Suddenly, with a flash of blue light, something materialized on the table. Zen held up the tube of linen. “Wear this!"

Sythe was amazed. “Zen, how did you know you could do that? That's not on the menu."

The wolf shrugged. “I tried bunch of things." An idea suddenly struck the wolf. He put his hand back on the table. “Favlow nut!" Some kind of nut appeared, and the three other people in the room stared at it in confusion.

“What's a favlow nut, and why did you want one?" Sythe asked.

“Basitin thing," Zen replied. “For why…" The forest wolf suddenly cracked the nut and pulled it open. White goop suddenly coated his hands. “Lube! …Ugh, did that wrong." He quickly summoned up a towel to wipe his hands clean. “No need to lick then," he explained as he cleaned up.

Sythe gave the table an appraising look. “Well, I don't think that nut will be too useful, but that condom should work." Sythe grabbed the condom Zen had summoned and carefully inspected it. After the wolf had looked everything over, he turned back to Raine. “You know, if we wear these you should be fairly safe."

“And what about me!?" asked an indignant collared wolf.

“You're in heat. Keidran can't become pregnant during heat, just the week after it ends. Plus, since Raine will take off the collar when we're done…" A quick glance and a nod confirmed Sythe's guess. “There is no way you'll become pregnant. So then Raine," he asked as he turned to face the other snow wolf, “Are you in?"

She grinned. “Sure."

“Excellent! Hey Zen, do you want to keep the same rotation plan?"

“Sure," replied the brown wolf as he tossed his towel on the floor, “But no lick Raine."

The hopeful ambassador rolled his eyes. “Just… do whatever she tells you to do."

“Fine."

With a plan now in place, Sythe returned to licking the former Templar's pussy while Zen helped Raine undress, gently pulling down both her shorts and smallclothes. Some seconds later, her shirt and bra joined them on the floor. Then, Zen just stood there.

“So… Raine. What should I do?"

The snow wolf looked the trained assassin over. She put a finger to her lip as she considered her options. “You won't lick me like Sythe is licking Scarlet?"

“Uh, no."

“Then I guess you should start rubbing."

Immediately, the brown wolf reached towards his partner's loins. However, just before he touched her, a thought struck him. He walked behind her and put a hand on her belly, gently pulling her towards him until her back was against his chest and his cock was trapped between them. Zen kissed the back of her neck as the hand at her belly started to slip lower. Raine groaned as the former assassin started to rub her lower pair of lips.

Zen's assault continued, stroking the lips of Raine's pussy until her own arousal made them part. The brown wolf used a pair of fingers to massage her lips, continuing to tease at her mound. A few second later another digit joined the pair, and the middle of the three slipped inside the white wolf's moist pussy. Raine let out a small gasp when the finger penetrated her, then started to squirm as Zen started testing her passage for pleasurable spots. She bit her lip to stay silent. The former assassin made that harder by moving his free hand to one of her breasts, letting him toy with her chest even as his fingers explored her loins. When the white wolf continued to writhe under his assault, he made a small suggestion.

“Raine, would you like to sit down?"

After a breathless nod, the pair went to the floor. Zen spread his legs so that Raine could sit between them. After a moment spent getting comfortable, the forest wolf was back on the hunt. Now two digits sank into his partner's sex, exploring her depths and teasing out sensitive areas. Occasionally he spread his fingers, testing how things would feel when something larger was there; the bit of stretching it gave Raine was just a bonus. After a minute or two, a third finger entered the fray, both probing and stretching the wolf's pussy in new ways. With the fingers in her passage and the hand on her breast, Raine was reduced to panting in pleasure. Whenever Zen found a good spot, she would groan; if it was a really good spot, she'd let out a long whine. Near the end of this warm-up, the former assassin's thumb started to rub her clit, pushing her from groans and whines to full, lusty moans. When the forest wolf withdrew his digits, they were soaking wet.

“Well, I think you're wet enough, don't you?" said Zen.

Raine simply responded with a nod and a groan.

While Zen made Raine wet with arousal, Sythe made his partner wet with a different method. He had already gotten the red-haired wolf's folds to part before Raine had arrived; now, he just had to press his advantage. The forest wolf attacked with long, slow licks, leveraging his powerful tongue to spread his partner's sex and reach deeper. When Red started to squirm from his tongue, Sythe glared at the transformed man before grabbing a thigh with each hand and firmly holding them spread while he continued to lap at the aroused pussy in front of him. As the hopeful ambassador continued his assault, his tongue dug further inside the white wolf.

The way Red gasped when Sythe finally got his tongue inside the red-haired wolf's pussy was adorable, in an odd way. All the transformed man could do was weakly squirm and moan as the forest wolf ate him out. As Sythe started to lick faster, deeper, and more sensitive areas, he moved his body more and his moans got louder, but his loins stayed put. Eventually, Red started to even thrust into the wolf's licks, much to the chagrin of his partner. It hurt when someone jerked their hips into your muzzle.

Sythe was dogged in his service though. Despite the obstacles the former Templar brought to the table, the brown wolf continues to lap at his partner's passage, letting his tongue probe deeper in search of pleasure. He searched every angle he could, looking for what would drive the former Tempar mad with need. Occasionally, he struck gold, and Red would let out a quiet squeal of joy and arousal. Other times, he struck out, and had to look somewhere else. Then, every once in a while, he hit the motherlode, and had to tighten his grip as Red writhed from the touch of his tongue. And at the last he went for the red-haired wolf's clit, giving it a few heavy licks as he retreated, content that his partner was sufficiently aroused and lubricated. By then, Zen was done with Raine as well.

Zen was the first to get up. “So, stick to plan, right? I do Scarlet now?"

“And I'll show Raine a good time," agreed Sythe, panting a little as he caught his breath. As he watched Zen approach the Keidran laying on the bed, an idea struck. “Uh, hey Zen? Do you think both Raine and Scarlet could fit on that?"

“Uh, not normal way… But if they sit on the edge, maybe. Bed table in the way though."

“So move it!" While the former assassin was relegated to the task of a simple furniture mover, Sythe found that condom that had been summoned earlier. With that in hand, he approached Raine, who had been happily sprawled on the floor, recovering from Zen's attentions. “Need a hand up, ma'am?"

Raine smiled and took the offered hand. “And maybe more. My legs feel a little weak."

“Then lean on me and we'll get you to a place where that doesn't matter." Sythe put his hand on the white wolf's hip as he helped her walk over to the bed. Once they got there, she readily flopped on the sheets, laying besides the other white wolf in the room. The hopeful ambassador carefully tied on the linen condom before situating himself between Raine's legs, standing next to Zen, who had already gotten himself between Red's legs. Both of the brown wolves aligned their shaft with the pussy they were going to fuck before Sythe started counting down. After he said “One," they slowly thrust into their partners.

At first, there was no difference between the two wolves' approaches. They both slowly pushed their cock into their partner, being careful not to hurt them. Once that slickened passage became too tight for either of the forest wolves' shafts, they pulled back bit by bit before thrusting back in. Gradually, this stretched and relaxed the two pussies, letting their canine cocks penetrate deeper and more quickly. When the two wolves started to fit their entire shafts in their partners, their methods began to diverge.

Zen continued to push deeper into Red, thrusting away at the swordsman's pussy. He fucked his way down until each thrust made his hips smack against the transformed man's thighs, burying as much of his shaft as he could. As the assassin started to speed up, Red was reduced to moans and groans while his entire passage was fucked with each deep thrust. Soon, the sound of fur-covered flesh smacking fur-covered flesh was nearly a constant..

Once Zen began to pant from his efforts, he was close to finishing. He slowed, putting more force behind each of his thrusts. He got five in before he shouted, “I'm cumming!" and slammed his cock home. His knot swelled inside Red's passage, making the red-haired wolf's muscles contract and squeeze around the intrusion, locking his shaft inside his partner's pussy. As the former assassin blew his load of wolf cum, the transformed man howled. Zen's surging knot and the sensation of being filled with warm seed sent him over the edge, letting him finally reach the orgasm he needed. As the muscles of his vagina contracted and squeezed every drop of cum out of the shaft lodged inside him, Red was lost in the bliss of orgasm. He barely even noticed when Zen leaned over him, resting his elbows on each side of the former Templar as he recovered.

“Already finished, hotshot?"

The former assassin shot a glare at the other forest wolf in the room. “Shut up."

“You locked inside him?"

“Yeah, knotted."

“Well then relax, and watch as I show you how to really please a woman."

Zen rolled his eyes, but didn't look away.

While Zen had sped up and fucked Red hard, Sythe had taken a different approach. When he had neared the limits of his reach, the brown wolf had changed his tactics instead of his speed. He had continued with steady, long thrusts into Raine's pussy, teasing at her needs and letting her lust build. The hopeful ambassador had let his speed drop over time, until after a thrust as slow as his first, he'd stopped. It had been time to change tactics again, and this time he'd gone for shorter, faster thrusts. Raine had gasped when he'd started to jackhammer her pussy, and squirmed under the attack. In a way, Sythe relented; he'd started backing out of her passage even as he kept thrusting, inching back a fraction more than he pushed forward. Eventually, the wolf's cock head teased the lips of her loins when he pulled back, making each thrust forwards feel like a fresh entry.

By the time Red cried out, Raine was soaking wet with want. When Sythe paused to banter with Zen, he was halfway inside her, his shaft teasing at her walls. A whine escaped her maw as Raine tried to work herself up, but a few seconds later the banter ended and Sythe started to move again. As her desire built once more, the white wolf looked at the wolf laying besides her. For a moment, she hesitated, considered, and then pulled Red into a deep kiss.

All three males in the room were stunned. The transformed man was the first to break free from his surprise, as Raine's tongue started to probe his mouth through the kiss. Red soon found his tongue and responded, rubbing and wiggling against Raine's. As their lips parted and met again to continue the kiss, the two forest wolves watching them were energized, regaining control of themselves.

Sythe resumed his role of fucking Raine and picked a simple, steady cycle, pushing forward and pulling back slowly, so as not to break his partner's kiss with Red. When the two white wolves broke their kiss again, they paused, panting from the heat of their desire. The ambassador took the chance to interject.

“Well, that was hot."

“Shu-shut up," replied Red. Raine just smiled.

“Ready for more Raine?"

“Yes?"

“You sure? It might get a little difficult to make out when I start going harder."

“O-oh. Well then, I'll have to make the most of it while I can." Raine kissed the other white wolf again.

For his part, Sythe started to piston himself along Raine's passage. With long, full strokes, his covered shaft touched every inch available to him, searching for the places that pleased the white wolf he was fucking. His efforts were rewarded, as Raine moaned and groaned into Red's lips. The forest wolf soon settled into a nice sexual trot, thrusting in just fast enough to not shake the bed. Then, the clever wolf glanced at Zen, smirked, and gently stroked his partner's clit.

The gasp that escaped Raine was worth all the build-up it had taken to get to this point. It was not even a heavy handed stroke; no, Sythe just lightly rubbed the sensitive nub and Raine exploded in pleasure. He waited just a moment before he set off at a gallop, pounding his partner's sex. Each thrust finished with the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, muffled by fur. Raine writhed under the assault, gasping and groaning at the intense sensations coming from her pussy. She tried to keep kissing Red, but Sythe was just too much; with each impact, the embrace of their lips was broken. The white wolf was truly at the ambassador's mercy, and right now he was driving her to the tip of arousal and pleasure. For a short, sweet moment, she dangled at the edge. Then, she went over.

Despite how hard he was fucking Raine, Sythe was paying close attention to the way his partner moved, squeezed, and squirmed. As soon as he got her to the edge of orgasm, he was ready and waiting. When the white wolf's walls started to clamp down on his member as she came, the forest wolf was already pulling his cock back, retreating from the trap. Raine was not the only person close to cumming, after all; Sythe was nearly there too and, much as the ambassador wanted to cum inside her, he had to be safe, even while wearing the cloth condom. While Raine came and squirted her juices from her pussy, he came on her belly. The wolf's seed shot through the linen as his knot swelled. Trapped by the straps on the condom, Sythe's knot felt as if he was still in Raine's passage and acted as such. The forest wolf could only groan as his orgasm was stretched out, painting Raine's belly with streaks of his white seed.

As the fog of his afterglow faded, Sythe got his first good look at the mess he had created. In some ways, he was surprised; he had expected a much larger mess. There was no denying that the forest wolf had spread his seed all over Raine's front, but it was closer to streaks than the coat he had expected. As he pulled off the used condom, the hopeful ambassador quickly understood why. While the condom had not caught all of his cum, it had retained a great deal of it. Sythe had to admit, it was effective, if not perfectly so.

“Hey, Sythe."

When the forest wolf turned to look at Zen, he was pleasantly surprised to be offered a glass of water. Suddenly, the ambassador noticed that his throat was absolutely parched, and quickly grabbed the drink with a nod of thanks. As he chugged the glass, Zen filled up a second and passed it Raine. She seemed even more grateful than her partner.

“Thanks for the water Zen."

“You're welcome. Thought you two would be thirsty after that."

“Yeah, that… Really hit the spot. You came loose…?"

“About the time you had to pull out of Raine," replied an annoyed, red-haired wolf.

“So not too long ago." The brown wolf paused to drink another glass of water. “How about you Scarlet? Got that itch again?"

The transformed man had a pained expression. “I'm… good for now, but I feel it coming back."

“And how do you feel about your first time as a woman?"

“It was… okay…"

“Hey!"

“I'm not saying you did bad Zen! It just… felt…"

“Strange?"

“Yeah."

“Makes sense that using a new body part would feel odd. I mean, you'd be feeling things in ways you never had, in ways that used to be impossible. That SHOULD feel weird. Though... hmm..." Sythe paused for a second of thought before moving on to his next priority. “Raine, how do you feel right now?"

There was a groan before the response. “Fine, I think. Just… Can someone help me stand up?" As Red and Zen helped her off the bed, the lie in Raine's claim came to light. She managed to stand for only a few seconds before collapsing back onto the bed.

“You not fine."

“Yeah, sorry. My legs just feel so weak right now… I thought I just needed to move them a bit, but I guess that's not happening."

“That's all? I've heard of that happening after strong orgasm. Just lay down and relax for a bit then Raine, and your body will recover on its own. How do you feel otherwise?"

“Good, honestly. It's like… My whole body feels nice and tingly. Red, you feel the same way, right?"

The former Templar hesitated. “Not… Really? I mean, I feel good, but nothing that… intense. Maybe it's just because this isn't my normal body, or maybe it's this stupid heat, but no, I don't feel the same way."

“Well," interjected Sythe, “if we assume it isn't just Zein's poor performance, I would like to give you a better experience. I wonder if using something you had before would feel better, but…" A moment of divine inspiration struck the forest wolf as an idea solidified in his mind. The ambassador swiftly moved to the summoning table and requested a favlow nut. When he turned back around, both Raine and Zen shared a look of understanding.

“That… might work," said Raine.

“Maybe," added Zen.

“What might work?"

“Well, you see Scarlet," explained Sythe, “I think stimulating something you had before your transformation will be much more enjoyable for you."

“And?"

“Count the options. We already know your pussy won't work and I have yet to meet anyone who can orgasm from sucking on something. That leaves…"

“Nothing?"

“... Your butt."

The former Templar's expression immediately turned to one of disgust.

Sythe sighed. “Look Scarlet, I can tell you that whatever you're thinking is wrong. I summoned that favlow nut so I could lube you up and I'll personally make sure you're as stretched and relaxed as you can be before I do anything. I'm trying to make you feel good, not uncomfortable."

The red-haired wolf's face said that he was still unconvinced. The room was silent for a few moments.

Raine lost her patience first. “For the love of Nora, ????????, he's just trying to make you feel good. Will you trust him for once?"

“Yeah, pussy better than butt anyways," piled on Zen.

“I… I don't know."

Sythe sighed and shook his head. “Okay, you know what? Let's try this: While Zen and Raine have their fun, I'll crack this nut and lube your ass. If, by the time they finish, you still aren't sure, I'll just take your front and you can have another weird orgasm. Otherwise, you'll bend over and let me fill your asshole. Sound good to you, Templar?"

The former Templar bristled at the stab. “That sounds fine by me! And you know what? I bet you'll still end up in my front!"

“Careful Scarlet, don't dig yourself another hole before filling the first," the ambassador smirked. As the red-haired wolf's cheeks started to match his hair, Sythe tugged him off the bed. “Come on now, make room for Zen… If Raine is ready, that is."

The white wolf in question paused before answering. “I think I'm ready to go now."

“You know, there's a secret Wolf Tribe technique to test for that. Want me to?"

“Sure?"

The ambassador-to-be grinned as he knelt between the she-wolf's legs. He placed his hands at the top of her thighs before he gently pulled them back and ran his hands along the inside of Raine's legs. As he did that, Sythe pushed them apart, spreading her legs. Then, with one last wolfish grin at his partner, the forest wolf gave the snow wolf's pussy a long, slow lick.

Raine's reaction was immediate. Her back arched and a gasp escaped her muzzle as the lick teased her sex. Despite the hands holding them in place, her legs snapped closed, locking Sythe's head in place until he lifted his tongue. The transformed man and Zen had their own immediate reaction, but it was much less sexual.

“That new technique to me."

“Yeah Sythe, I think you just wanted to lick Raine's pussy again."

The wolf chuckled as he stood up again. “Call it whatever you want, it works. Raine, was that at all painful?"

“Uh… No?"

“Then you're ready for Zen."

“Still say wanted pussy lick."

“Like you care. Go get that condom already, and remember to pull out; mine didn't catch everything."

The trained assassin rolled his eyes, but still walked over to the magical table and summoned another condom. While Zen worked on tying the linen covering around his shaft, the other forest wolf moved closer to his new partner.

“So Scarlet, how do you want to do this?"

“Do… what? I assumed you'd know, since you suggested it!"

The former warrior chuckled. “Okay, let me be clearer then. What position do you want to be in while I prep your butt?"

Scarlet's face soon matched his name. “Wha-what do you mean, 'what position!?'"

“Well, you could lay on your back and pull your legs up, get on all fours and spread your legs, or do some odd thing where you lay on your side. All three of those will give me ample access to you rear, so you just need to pick one."

“O-oh, well, I, umm…"

“Would you like a recommendation?"

“...Yes?"

“Get on your hands and knees. Then you can watch Zen and Raine while getting lubed."

The swordsman blushed, but did as suggested. As he settled into place, Sythe sat down on the floor behind him. The wolf brought the transformed man's knees together and then spread his feet, leaving his rear exit fully exposed. The ambassador cracked the favlow nut and poured out some of the liquid inside, starting the process of turning that exit into a temporary entrance. As Red gasped and groaned at the fluid's touch, he turned his focus towards the other pair of wolves in the room.

It seemed that Zen was taking a different approach to things this time around. Instead of immediately sticking his dick in Raine's pussy, the assassin was preparing her, fingering the lips of her nethers. He started with some simple maneuvers, like swirling a digit around inside the wolf's sex, but they slowly got more complex. He did a two sided double digit side rub, held her lips spread while a digit from each hand toyed with her sex, and even gently squeezed Raine's clit, all of which made her shudder in pleasure. In the meantime, Zen's covered shaft held straight in the air, rubbing up against the white wolf's fur as he prepared her. By the time the former assassin was lining up for his first thrust, the tip of the condom was already damp with pre.

The forest wolf's first thrust was slow and steady. He pushed his shaft in, parting his partner's folds with his blunt object until the resistance was too much. Then, Zen withdrew until his tip was touching Raine's lips and followed it up with a second advancement, moving ever so slightly faster and with ever so slightly more force. Much like Sythe before him, the brown wolf let his speed and depth gradually build up to a proper fuck. Then, Zen took another page from the ambassador's playbook.

Raine let out a groan as Zen slowed down. The wolf just grinned, knowing his full length thrusts continued to massage and tease her passage, but the drop in speed delayed his partner's orgasm. As he continued, the assassin made each thrust shallower, until barely his cock head remained inside her. Then, he swapped his strategy, going to rapid, shallow thrusts. The gasp that earned from Raine egged Zen on, and he continued to jackhammer her pussy. Soon his shaft began to dig deeper, and before too long the forest wolf was back to smacking hips at Raine's at full speed.

This time, Raine made sure Zen would not tease her again. By wrapping her legs around the assassin's back and putting her hands on his hips, she made it quite clear what she wanted from him. Zen was more than happy to oblige. He pounded away at Raine's pussy, fucking her with all the gusto he could muster. In a way, the assassin got lucky; Raine reached her orgasm first. As the wolf beneath him squirmed and squeezed as she came, Zen just barely remembered to pull out. Just before his first jet of cum flew from his tip, the forest wolf's shaft sprung free. Its shot splattered against the white wolf's clit. The two wolves spent the next minute in orgasmic bliss, letting their juices flow and land where they may.

The red-haired wolf groaned as his arousal reached a peak. Sythe smirked as he noticed the unfortunate man's pussy start to drip. “Enjoying the show," he asked, “Or my fingers up your rear?" Another groan was his answer.

While Zen and Raine had their fun, Sythe had gotten to work on preparing his partner's ass. After applying some of the favlow nut's liquid to the former Templar's pucker, the brown wolf swirled a finger around the waiting hole. He spent a few seconds massaging that ring of muscle before testing how tight it was with his pinky. When his finger tip slipped inside, he used that to stretch Red a little further. Once his pinkie was able to move with ease, he swapped it for his index finger, and bit back a chuckle when the swordsman gasped. With a thicker digit inside the transformed man, it was much easier for Sythe to open him up. After another minute of finger swirling, the wolf started working another finger into Red's ass.

With two digits inside the former Templar's pucker, the forest wolf could really begin to stretch and loosen him. First though, he worked the pair of fingers deeper, testing out the tightness of that area. When his second joint slipped in with ease, Sythe was satisfied. The forest wolf slowly spread his fingers, forcing Red's pucker to open. As the ambassador continued to scissor his digits and spread the red-haired wolf's rear entrance, the transformed man started to feel… something. His muzzle parted and he began to take a few heavier breaths. His attentive partner noticed this, but said nothing.

Slowly, Sythe continued to work his partner's rear, stretching and massaging the ring of muscle into a loose, relaxed state. By the time Raine and Sythe were getting close, he had added the rest of the favlow nut's milk and another digit to Red's hole. When they reached their orgasm, he was practically fucking the red-haired wolf's hole with his fingers. Once he pulled those digits out, he was left with a lubed, slightly gaped asshole. Scarlet did not complain when the brown wolf said he was ready.

Despite Raine's third bout of shaky legs, both she and Zen got out of Sythe and Red's way. As one pair of wolves of settled on the floor, the other got situated on the bed. At first, the red-haired wolf assumed the position he had been in while on the floor. His brown wolf partner recognized the mistake once the swordsman was on all fours on the bed, tail raised. He quickly put a stop to it.

“Hey Scarlet, roll over. I know a better position for this."

“Like… this?" asked the transformed man as he got onto his side.

“No, all the way. There you go, now - Not that far! Okay, good. Now, pull your knees up towards your chest and… There we go! Now you're in position!"

“Uh, Sythe…?"

“Yeah?"

“This feels kinda… weird."

The forest wolf smirked. “Let me get started and it'll make sense, okay?"

“Erf… Fine."

Even before he heard the reply, Sythe was getting into position. With his partner's rump close to the bed's edge, it was easy for him to align his shaft to the swordsman's rear passage. Red let out a tiny whine as the hopeful ambassador's cock started to press against his pucker, which turned into a gasp as it pushed past his ring with ease. Sythe stayed still for a moment.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

“No, just… give me a second…Okay, you can keep going."

The next push the forest wolf made was slower than the first, but the wolf's shaft still pushed deeper. Until the last few inches, his cock made smooth, steady progress in penetrating the red-haired wolf's relaxed hole. It was only at the those final inches that those earlier preparations ended and his tool struck virgin territory. While Sythe tried to force his way forward, Red started to squirm and the passage's resistance increased. The brown wolf soon backed off his assault and pulled back his cock. Much like he did with Raine, Sythe backed out until the head of his member was the only thing left inside the wolf under him. Then he pushed back in, aiming to deepen his claim on that virgin territory.

It took a few strokes of this thrusting and pulling before the ambassador reached anything close to a decent speed. He was being cautious, and rightly so; this was Red's first time taking something up the rear, after all. Still, as the transformed man's ass loosened and relaxed around his cock, Sythe sped up, forcing his way deeper into his partner. The red-haired wolf was already panting as that last inch worked its way inside him, and was groaning by the end. A tiny yelp escaped the swordsman when he took it all and Sythe's hips met his rump.

“Congrats Scarlet, you took my whole shaft. How do you feel?"

For a moment, the combined praise and mockery left Red uncertain. “I... I'm fine."

“Okay, but how do you feel? Good, bad…?"

“Oh, uh… Good, I think."

“Well then, get ready. I'm going to speed up next."

Red had barely nodded before Sythe was back at it, freeing his cock from the depths. Now that he had reached as deep as he could, the forest wolf turned to speed. The swordsman's passage was already relaxed and ready, but so far had demanded a gentle touch. Now it was time to change that. The ambassador restrained himself as he sped up, pistoning in and out of his partner's ass. As much as he tried to slow himself down, it was not long before each of Sythe's thrusts was accompanied by the smack of furred flesh. The only comment from Red was to keep going.

Ironically, that was the one thing Sythe was planning on not doing. As the first hint of his orgasm appeared, the ambassador slowed down before pulling out entirely, letting his cock rub against the red-haired wolf's thighs. The former Templar let out a whine.

“Why did you stop? It was starting to feel so good…"

“Because I want to use a slightly different position to bring you over the edge. Sounds good?"

“What are you thinking?"

“You'll see. Just follow my lead."

To call this new position unorthodox would be the polite way to describe it. Sythe had Red kneel on the edge of the bed, so that the transformed man's rear was above the floor while he faced the bed. Sythe stood where he had been, cock ready to penetrate his partner's rump again and a hand across the former Templar's chest. Before there were any complaints, he was back to fucking his partner, and any that had been forming melted away.

The warrior wolf's other hand proved to be the main benefit of this new position. While one hand could tease the red-haired wolf's nipples, the other hand headed south. It roved over the fur covering Red's belly and rubbed along his thighs until it found the cleft between those legs. The transformed human's gasp was muffled by a yelp from a hard thrust. As the forest wolf's fingers plunged into his partner's female sex, Red was sent to cloud nine.

Somehow, bliss seemed to fall short of describing the pleasure Red felt right then. With two fingers in his pussy, more toying with his breasts, a cock up his ass, and Sythe's warm breath on his neck, the swordsman was overwhelmed with pleasure. As the sensations soaked into his body, he could barely think, much less think straight. The red-haired wolf soon leaned into the pleasure, trying to hump both the hand in front and the cock in his rear as he let out long, lustful moans. It did not take long for his desires to flow and for Sythe to push him over the edge.

There was no question of when Red came. The sound that escaped his maw was quite the clear indicator, as were the squirts of pussy juice. As soon as Sythe heard it, he made one last hard thrust and sunk his cock all the way inside the red-haired wolf. When the muscles in the swordsman's body tighten from his orgasm, they clamped down on the wolf's shaft as well, trapping and tugging on the hardened member. Sythe was swiftly brought to his own orgasm and his knot swelled inside that tight passage while he shot his seed into deeper, sterile land. As Red toppled over from his orgasm, the forest wolf had the presence of mind to follow him onto the bed and ensure a safe landing before his own afterglow consumed him.

It was a full minute until Sythe could do anything but dump his load in the ass he'd knotted. Once the forest wolf was able to think about something other than sex, he asked Zen and Raine to help him get into a more comfortable position. With their assistance, they managed to finagle the knotted pair so that Sythe was laying on the bed while Red laid on his chest, the wolf's cock still trapped in his ass. It was another minute until the transformed man did anything than ride out his orgasm.

“That… was something."

Sythe snickered. “So, I take it anal was more pleasant?"

“No, it… wasn't the anal as much as it was the… everything you did."

“Well, you're welcome."

“Uh, yeah… thanks."

“And now that you've taken care of both Zen and I, I think it's time for us to hold up our end of the bargain. Raine, would you be so kind as to take the collar off Scarlet?"

“Sure thing!"

It was not until after Raine had undone the lock that a thought struck the former Templar. “Uh, Raine, wa-"

He never got to finish that thought.

Without the collar around his neck, the naked, red-haired wolf quickly transformed back into a naked, red-haired man… with a hard, thick wolf cock still up his ass, now pressing against new parts and in new ways, which, when paired with the transformation back into a human and the warmth filling his belly, drove Red straight into another orgasm. He cried out as he shot off jets of cum, sending his seed flying a few feet from the intensity. As his seventh shot spilled free of his shaft, the now-exhausted human collapsed onto the chest of the fluffy wolf below him. For his part, Sythe just groaned as the human squeezed and milked his shaft for a few more drops of seed.

All but one head turned as the bedroom door opened.

“Hey guys, is everything okay in here? I heard some odd-" Maren fell silent as she surveyed the scene.

“Hey Maren, did you find out what's going on?"

“Yeah Karen, head back to bed. It's nothing important."

“You sure? Okay then."

As Maren turned to leave, there was a certain look to her eyes. At the moment, Sythe was unable to name it, although later the word “disappointment" would seem like a good match. Without thinking, he called out to the former tavern owner.

“Hey Maren, can we talk - Wait up! Maren! I - Ah, Red, come on already! Maren, I - Red, let go already. Maren! MAREN!"