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Cabin Sasquatch Jerky

By Eiji Otaka and Snowflakes

They had finally made it to the cabin Jermey's estranged uncle had left the family after he passed. Nobody had wanted to claim the property or even visit it besides the young man who only had a few fond memories of his uncle. After convincing his friends, Freddie and Nick, to come along for a three-day weekend at the cabin with him to check the place out and get away from the hustle and bustle of daily life, the group made the trip deep into the woods of Wyoming.

Jermey parked his old, shabby car by the woods near the cabin, it has been a bumpy ride indeed, Jermey knew he had to replace this car but he didn't have the funds right now. To their luck, just as he turned off the motor vehicle an odd and loud sound sound was heard. "Oh come on, whats up with this stupid car this time..." He pulled out from the car and saw how the engine was smoking, thick, black clouds emitting from it. "Okay, this piece of junk is dead. Well, fuck it. At the very least we're already here, so maybe we could take care of it tomorrow, I'm sick of fixing this old rusty piece of shit and I could really use some long night rest after this drive." He told to his friends, and he sounded quite frustrated while at it.

Freddie was a bit concerned about their ride potentially not being able to get them back home, but he figured they could always use their phones to get some assistance even way out in the woods. "We can google up a shop before we leave Jermey, it shouldn't be too big of a problem," said Freddie reassuringly. Nick was busy looking at the cabin, it didn't look beat up, just old. It would definitely be hard to get any girls to meet them up here though. "Damn I knew I should have fucked Jessica before we left," he said almost as if he wanted the others to hear.

Jermey chuckled as he did hear Nick, he knew how he had been always talking about banging chics, probably due to his low self-confidence. The man was a walking erection. "Well guys, let's head inside now, shall we?" He wrapped his arm around Freddie's neck not before he gave him a tap on his back, opening the big and brown wooden door as it creaked loudly - the old cabin was exposed, a bear rug, a fireplace, moose head hung above it and big armchairs were around it. The flooring was simple wooden planks which seemed thick and sturdy enough to survive albeit all this time. A tiny kitchen corner was on the right side of the room, the cabinets seemed full of dust and cobwebs. There was no television, but there was electricity at the very least as there was a large chandelier and a lamp in the room, god knows from where.

Freddie was shocked the place had electricity, but he thought he might have seen solar panels on the roofing. He could barely contain his joy at seeing the lights turn on, just because it was a cabin in the woods didn't mean they had left the comforts of the modern world. He quickly went to plug up his phone. Nick was liking the relatively clean interior, he wondered what the beds were like, but was distracted as Jermey called out from the kitchen. Jermey sooned walked back to the den with a bag of beef jerky in hand and some already sticking out of his mouth. "Look what I found in the cabinets! It's still really fresh too!," said Jermey with his mouth half full, "You guys want to try some? It's pretty good."

Freddie was too busy hyping over the technology as he went upstairs and plugged in his phone, the battery had died long ago during this long drive, and he had to hear Nick's stories about banging chics over and over again... He sat down on the comfy bed, apparently - there's only been one bed in this place inside of the bedroom. There was a large rug on the floor, the same planks used for flooring and fancy lamps hung from the walls. A wide closet at the side of the room, it seemed very vintage and was probably worth a lot by now, he should tell Jermey to sell it or something. Something was off with the pillows, though. They were pretty crusty, and a bit yellowed even. As a pelt of greasy hair was right below it. Nick on the other side, looked how Jermey was eating the jerky in disgust. "Dude, you sure you wanna eat that? How long has it been since anybody been here the last time? I mean. I know jerky lasts for quite a while, but you said nobody's been here in years..." He scratched his neck as he asked.

Jermey just chomped down on the jerky as it rolled over his pallet. The smoky juices mixed with his saliva to give it a syrupy texture. He had thought the same as Nick just a moment ago until he gave the bag of jerky a sniff to see if it was good. The aroma had triggered something in the back of his brain that lowered any reservations about the snack. He looked at Nick with his eyes dilated with a bit of drool falling from his lip as he swallowed the bundle of salted meat. "It hasn't been long enough for this stuff to go bad man. I didn't see a hint of mold," said Jermey offering it up. Nick was too focused on the unwanted offering to notice the bulge in Jermey's pants.

Nick hesitatingly took the piece of meat as he smirked and took the jerky from Jermey, "Meh, what the heck." He said, taking a rough bite off of it as he tore it apart and chewed it up in his mouth. It did taste good still, splendid, even! Nick began eating up more and more of the jerky while he took light whiffs of the air, something smelled off here, but he couldn't exactly tell what it was or what was that smell like.

Freddie was absorbed in his phone in the bedroom while the others were in the den. He couldn't stay off twitter and reddit for the life of him. The bed was big and comfy, but he figured Jermey was going to claim it. Maybe if he was lucky Jermey would be nice and share it, or let them swap out each day. Though a change of sheets would definitely be needed. They smelled like a locker room, especially those crust stained pillows. He ignored the semi-hardon he was getting, chalking it up to the photos on Reddit called the Fappening. He'd have to share them with Nick later. Meanwhile, downstairs Nick and Jermey were devouring the last of the beef jerky, Nick was starting to feel a bit hot and pulled on his collar a bit. He saw that Jermey was sweating himself, yellow pitstains soaking his white shirt as beads of sweat ran down his forehead to escape his shaggy hair. "Man it's hot in here, does this place have AC?" asked Nick as a strong masculine odor emanated from Jermey. The scent was oddly enticing and he found himself taking deep whiffs as he started to sweat himself. Jermey nostrils flared almost ignoring his friend's question as he instinctual identified the growing stench as his own. What was more was he could smell Nick's own odor growing in strength and even a lingering musk from the previous occupant. His mind grew a bit cloudy as he thought about unwashed cocks and sweaty balls steaming with musk.

Nick saw the distant look in Jermey's eyes as he waited for a response, but didn't take action until he saw a bit of drool bungie from Jermey's lips. He grabbed his buddy's sweaty shoulder and shook him out of his lustful reverie. "Snap out of it dude. I said is there any AC, I'm really hot." Jermey just looked at Nick as his eyes focused on the red heads body, seeing how his increasingly damp shirt clung to his stout frame, and gave him a clear impression of Nick's nipples. "You sure as hell are," Jermey grumbled as instinct took over and he surged forward and suddenly gave Nick a kiss. For a moment Nick let it happen, the sheer scent coming from Jermey lowering his inhibitions until he realized what it meant. He pushed Jermey off him, a bit of their mixed saliva hanging like a loose tightrope between before breaking. "What the fuck man?!" said Nick defensively. He looked down at Jermey's crotch to see his hard cock clearly outlined his pants with a rapidly growing stain of precum where the tip was. The sight made him suddenly aware of his own shaft that strained against his pants and twitched for attention.

Nick was confused, he wanted to be angry but every second he thought about that kiss and looked at Jermey's cock tented pants, he felt a surge of lust. He tried shaking it off. Tried to think about all the hot girls he had wanted to fuck, and talked like he had fucked already, but somehow thoughts about Jermey and what his cock looked like out of those clothes kept forcing its way into his mind. Jermey on the other hand was feeling like a throbbing beacon of lust. He had always hid in the closet, even around his close friends, but primal desire told him to embrace the manliness of gay sex. He didn't realize his brain was being twisted by corruptive hormones flooding his body. He wanted cock. He wanted a man's touch. He wanted sex. And right now he wanted Nick. It didn't matter that his buddy was straight. All men would go gay after a good manly fucking. He kept picturing increasingly hairy, almost bestial men fucking like savages. The flashing images slowly sinking his mind further into an instinctual autopilot as he started towards Nick. "I'm horny. You horny. We should just fuck. I promise you like it," said Jermey bluntly.

Nick was still trying to struggle, barely holding it together. It was getting harder and harder to keep those feelings timid and inside. He bit his lower lip as he stared at Jermey's bulge, it wasn't too long before it was growing larger and larger within his pants, and the mushroom head was visibly showing through. The spot was getting a tainted hue, somewhat yellow-colored on his light beige pants. Jermey could feel the lust increasing even further, just when he thought he couldn't get any hornier than that. He smelled so fucking good, and so did Nick. The pictures in his head were becoming more and more vivid as his mind was fogging. Simultaneously, he let a wild and bestial thrust into the air, his feet were growing, stretching the shoes to their limit. His face seemed a bit more... Rough... Even though Jermey was such a gentle boy.

Nick's mouth was so dry as he looked at the damp armpits, the sight was lovely, leaving him so anxious and clueless about what he should do, he couldn't even think straight anymore, literally. The yellow filth that dripped from his shirt was so fucking appealing, he just wanted to suckle on the fabric. Once more he tried to think about the hot chicks, but all that came out was a moan as a hairy, big and foul version of Jermey appeared on his mind.

Freddie, on the other side - plugged in his earbuds as he laid down on the smelly pillow, completely forgetting that he didn't change the dirty sheets and covers yet as some crust clung into his hair, it was so sticky that he couldn't pull it out without ripping a few hairs off. "Ouch!" He thought as he frowned upon it, oh well, might be better off sitting down the bed rather than laying in it for now.

Freddie, was oblivious to anything else going on. He was too focused on reading Reddit posts to check back in with his friends. He just continued ignoring the remnant musk floating from the bed and let himself be absorbed into the endless internet.

Back in the den, Nick was watching with shock as Jermey groaned while thrusting and shaking. The young man's shaggy brown hair dripped with sweat, and he grunted as his shirt strained over his growing muscles. Tendons and fibers grew and thickened as they filled with strength. His shirt sleeves started to tear around his bulging biceps as his sweat-soaked hairy abs forced their way from under his tightening shirt. Pectoral slabs of muscle expanded which caused more tears throughout the fabric of his shirt as his nipples swelled and darkened under the damp white cloth. Jermey's fingers twitched wildly before they grew into meaty sausages, knuckles popping to over twice their size as his nails turned black and jagged on fat fingertips. Bits of hair dusted his knuckles while the skin on his palms became rough and worn. The backs of his hands covered in thick fur that trailed all the way up his muscular arms. He looked at his hands and arms and felt a surge of pride at seeing the huge limbs, gripping his palms as the change overwhelms him. From the amount of groans along with the sounds of skin stretching and the pops from his spine extending, one would think Jermey was in pain. But the potent musk and endorphins flooding his brain was making arousal resonate through his body and back into his crotch. His thighs bulged with muscle, and began to rip through the cloth of his pants to reveal swaths of sweaty brown fur. His cock was visibly growing, past the 6 inches he had known before, pushing into 8 then 10 and still slowly extending further. The pleasure was dimming Jermey's mind, propagating lust and feral instincts that caused his cock to leak enough precum to soak the entirety of his front crotch area as if someone had hit him in the pants with a water balloon.

Nick watched in awe. He could see his buddy's balls swelling in his pants, not knowing they were rapidly filling with corrupted inhuman cum. Jaw dropped, Nick wasn't prepared to react when Jermey thrust his crotch out and the crotch of his pants burst open to release a footlong cock dripping with precum and sweat. The sudden phallic entrance splashed a bit of musky pre on Nick's chest and face, making him take a step back, but he was still too shocked to run and scream for help. Or maybe he was too aroused, his own cock was starting to stain his pants with preseed as the bit that was sprayed on his chin made his skin tingle and the hair follicles thicken and grow. He was too enamored with his friend's transformation to take notice, however.

His eyes were drawn down as he heard the stretching of leather. He just blinked slowly at seeing Jermey's shoes warp and whine. Jermey could feel his feet growing and bulging within their confines as they perspired with hot sweat. His hairy ankles thickened as his meaty toes swelled and twitched, big-toes ramming the front of his shoes. The rough soles of his feet extending as they soaked in the same footsweat their were exuding. Jermey drooled with a dumb grin as he felt his feet change. Every follicle of thick hair growing on the tops of his feet feeling like a drop of ecstasy. His mind was warping with bestial corruption, losing all sense of humanity just as his body was. His spine popped and extended as his feet pushed harder against his shoes, pushing his height to just over 7 feet. His voice deepened as his adam's apple swelled, a thickening brow shifting forward his brain was compressed under the pressure of his thickening skull. He drooled and moaned as thick slightly yellowed tusks rose from his bottom lip to give him a serious underbite, and ruining his wonderful teeth as they equally became misshapen and yellowed.

Jermey's eyes rolled deep into the back of his skull as his shoes exploded into shreds of sweat-soaked leather. His big hairy toes wiggling in freedom as his sweaty size 20 feet steamed with musky heat. The dark nails of his feet just as jagged as those on his fingers, but the mind-numbingly pungent steamy wet fur coating the tops of his feet were even thicker than what was covering the back of his hands. The feeling of his feet bursting free and being caressed by the open air was too much for Jermey and his bestial cock twitched and sprayed out in orgasm. At first pearls white human seed squirt out before quickly being replaced with thick yellow spurts of feral sasquatch breeding batter that coated the floor, the armchairs, and most of all Nick. The young man sputtered and coughed as the cum soaked him and entered his mouth. His mind was cloudy but he resisted as he looked at the drastically changed Jermey. The release caused Jermey's clothes to repel off him save for a few scraps of fabric and left him standing as a beast that could barely be called human at one point. Cock dripping slimy splashes of cum onto big hairy feet that had a stinky steam flowing from them.

The sudden increased intensity of the bestial stench caused Nick to shudder as he found himself standing before his friend turned into a real live bigfoot. His cloudy mind cleared as he watched the whites of Jermey's eyes roll down to reveal a feral amber that pierced through him. Jermey's human mind had crumbled under the weight of his new bestial instincts and had been rebuilt as a monolith in the sasquatch way of thinking and identity. Language and wasn't lost to him, but the need for civility and human modesty was not even a concept worth considering anymore. He gave a corrupted grin as he stroked his cock while staring at Nick. This human would make a good fuck, especially once he was big and hairy like him. He could smell the changes on him already.

Nick grunted and moaned, louder and louder as the scent invaded his nostrils. He clenched his head in confusion and lustful pain as he took a few steps back. Jermey could smell the arousal and could see the bulge in Nick's pants growing larger and larger. He knew what he had to do. His prey was weak, and now was his time to pounce, to overtake him completely. Though Nick's resistance didn't look to be lasting long either way, with the way his pants strained. The lusty primal scent was strong, the air was humid and sultry, eye-watering musk flowed through the whole cottage, and even Freddie could lightly smell it, wondering what had gone bad.

Nick looked up at Jermey in panic, he knew this wasn't the same friend he knew anymore. He still tried his luck, finding him merciless. "P-Please..." He pleaded, not sure if it was a plead for keeping him close or away. "HELP!" He shouted, but Freddie couldn't hear him, his earbuds were plugged in and so he wasn't aware of the noise, he did hear something faintly though, but he was sure it was just ol' Nick and Jermey speaking loudly as they usually do again.

Nick stumbled backwards, tripping over his own fear and arousal. He could see the look of feral lust in Jermey's eyes and wanted no part of it. At least that's what he told himself despite the aching hardon in his pants. Jermey took advantage of his preymate's sign of weakness and quickly lumbered over to him. Nick tried to get up, but was forced back down by one of Jermey's oversized feet. The heavy foot forced the air out his lungs and he struggled to push it off him. He grimaced as his fingers squeezed around the hairy foot, feeling his digits being coated in sweat and foot slime. Even still, his weak human strength was nothing in comparison to the strength of the bestial sasquatch above him.

Nick's fingers squeezing Jermey's feet felt like ecstasy, and a long meaty tongue hung out the side of his mouth as his cock spurt a splash of precum in response. Jermey wiggled his toes in delight before lifting his foot and smearing it over Nick's face. Nick unfortunately thought the beast was letting him breathe until the sweaty sole was pushed over his face, forcing him to inhale a concentrated dose of the vaporous musk steaming off of it. His body twitched and swelled with bit of muscle as he gave a muffled cry. Jermey took the opportunity to slide his slimy big toe into Nick's mouth. Nick's eyes rolled up as the filthy masculine stench flooded his changing tastebuds and nostrils. For a moment his body was lost to a growing inhuman instinct, and his cock orgasmed, emptying his swelling nutsack of human seed into his pants. The pleasure left an opening in his mind for sasquatch corruption to pour in and warp his brain. Jermey looked down in pride at seeing thick yellow tusks rising from his comrade's bottom lip around his meaty toe. Even with only the whites of Nick's eyes visible, he could tell the human was being lost to the beast. His cock dripped fluids as freely as his armpits as he watched Nick's brow thicken and shift forward, rusty colored mutton chops growing as his face lost it's boyish looks to bestial masculinity. Nose swelling and shifting back almost like an apes as the sounds of his moans escaped his maw while a growing tongue started to lick and lather the toe in his mouth.

It wasn't too long before Nick's grunting became bestial and low-toned as well, echoing through the house, Nick began ramming his face into the musky foot, savoring and tasting it with his long, flat, and thick tongue, his hot breath exhaling into his mate's feet and awakening his lust further. His nutsack now filled with the same corruptive squatch seed as the one feeding him bigfoot delight. His bulging, twitching feet and toes tore through his shoes, growing to match Jermey's in size as the stench became unbearable, even reaching all the way to Fred's nose, who couldn't hear the grunts because of his earbuds.

Nick was becoming quite different from Jermey though, it seemed as if he was packing on more fat rather than muscle. His darkening nipples bulge through his sweaty top before splitting it in the middle, two rough and saggy moobs escaping as Nick grunted again. He shoved Jermey's foot off now with renewed inhuman strength and made his bestial buddy tumble back. With no hesitation he went right for Jermey's hairy sweaty beast pucker, licking and savoring it while his gut bloated into an inhuman jiggly muscle gut and hardened. Thick hair fuzzed out from around his golf ball-sized belly button, and grew to inhuman proportions. The hair from his pits escaped outside even while his arms were down from how bushy they were. His shifted facial features and now primal yellow eyes were no longer those of Nick, or a human being at all, but rather something lustful and beastial.

Nick's ass grew big and rounded, which made him moan weakly into the furry ass he munched on as an unexplainable need awakened within him. His asshole was throbbing and darkening as it got all leathery, his straight mind draining out as he was becoming a gay mate for the sasquatch that has conquered him, drool escaping his mouth as he just began fingering his own asshole with his thick, rough and furry knuckles while rimming out Jermey and slobbering on his feastable hairy muscle ass, he has grown so addictive to his pal's rank that he couldnt help but sniff loudly all the time now, wanting more and more of it to fill his lungs.

Ass feeling empty but cock demanding something to penetrate, Nick grunted in confusion. He didn't know what to do until Jermey happened to clench his pucker on Nick's nose before the dark hole dilated and flushed Nick's nostrils with a burst of sasquatch stink. Nick's yellow eyes rolled up once more as he drooled and slobbered. His hairy back ripping through his clothes in response. Seam by seam, thick hairy muscle tearing through fabric as he lifted up Jermey's big furry legs, heavy feet sticking up in the air with thick fumes rising from the wet dark soles.

Nick licked one, long and slow as both his and Jermey's foot long uncut cocks belched out thick precum, Jermey's up his furry stomach and Nick's all over Jermey's fat black hairy pucker. With a dull grunt he pushed his oozing cock against his beast buddy's eager hole. The slimy hole twitched and opened as it was slowly, but thoroughly penetrated. Nick made one long continuous push, giving a long grunt of lust to match as he felt the slimy tight pucker receive his cock, soaking it in infectious hormonal slime until he was hilted in Jermey.

Jermey moaned bestially, long tongue sliding out the side of his big mouth. He grunted aggressively at Nick and the beast penetrating him nodded passively, before starting to thrust. Their hairy bodies starting to smack together as Nick thrusted faster and faster, finally losing his virginity and getting a piece of ass like he always wanted. He gripped the sides of Jermey's furry ass and pounded. His fat cock sliding and squelching inside of Jermey's ass, as the black furred sasquatch growled for him to fuck harder. Sweat and slime was dripping from their fur, particularly at the crotch and ass while the two breed like the beasts they had become. With a roar Nick's fat balls rise up, and surge pints of fully corrupted sasquatch spooge deep into Jermey's ass. The increasingly dominant bottom sasquatch growled for more as Nick slowed down his pumps, cock already going down to a 9in semi. Nick pulled out of Jermey's hungry pucker but was immediately pushed back down to to the floor by Jermey's big sweaty foot.

Jermey quickly gets up, and gives a deep grunt at Nick. With an aggressive gravelly utter of "Weak," the muscled dark furred sasquatch grabs the russet beast that was Nick and flipped him over onto his knees and belly. His instincts told him that as leader the only way to punish a top was to fuck him back. Hard. The aggression seemed to make his shaft grow another inch from twelve as he forced his dribbling club of a cock into Nick's hole. The bigfoot-brained Nick only whimpers as he's made the bitch for his premature release. At first wanting to resist, the feel of the monster sasquatch cock burrowing into him has him drooling while his cock jerks and spurts in excitement.

Soon Jermey's fucking Nick from behind, pounding with sexual frenzy and inhuman intensity. In no time, Nick's cock is rising again to full mast as Jermey's rams into his fat prostate. Armpits dripping. Sweat flowed down the middle of his spine like a slow river. Musk filled the area in thick fumes as the heat of change and liquid lust and corruption filled the cottage with a miasma of sasquatch fuck stink.

Freddie was drawn to the increasingly potent, and the loud noises had finally told him something was going on. For a second he thought there was a gas leak as the brownish green miasma flowed even into the room. His cock was throbbing fiercely and it made him uncomfortable to wonder why. It couldn't be this horrendous stink could it? He tried covering his nose as he walked out from the bedroom into the den.

"You guys what the fuck is going... on...?" Freddie asked as he slowly interrupts what he sees to be two huge hairy beasts fucking in the middle of the floor. For some reason his cock jerks at the site, spilling a spoonful of precum into his shorts he stands shocked with growing fear.

Jermey doesn't stop fucking Nick until his balls bulge and he cums, roaring as he dumps quarts of cum into Nicks fuzzy red ass. Hearing Freddie, he stops thrusting and looks over to the human he called friend. Thoughts of a new cock to fill him, dominated his thoughts. He slowly pulled out of Nick who whimpered as his leader's fat shaft slid out of his hole just before he was fucked into another bestial orgasm. With a grunt from Jermey he quickly gets up and follows the bigger muscled sasquatch's lead as he lumbers over to Freddie.

Freddie jumped back as the two took notice of him and started to approach. He screamed, turning to run back to the room.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! What the fuck! Oh ggnngh!" Freddie yells before being knocked over and dragged back towards the living room. Before he can think what happened he's being smothered with big hairy bodies as his clothes are ripped off. With a groan he's forced to sniff Jermey's slimy armpits, as his cock is smothered with big fuzzy sasquatch ass. The already throbbing human cock quickly being doused in pungent sasquatch slime. The human shaft quickly responding. Twitching and swelling as a fat foreskin rolls over the head that's being forced into Jermey's hungry hairy ass. Freddie tries to scream into Jermey's armpit but finds that this tongue has a different idea, sliding and slathering the furry armpit as he feels his body start to itch and convulse, crotch thrusting into the welcoming hole.

Nick stands by stroking his cock as his bigfoot leader initiates Freddie, stroking his cock in anticipation as he can already smell Freddie's scent growing stronger as his body is soaked in Jermey's sweat, infusing into his own.

Soon Freddie is grunting and thrusting up into Jermey eagerly as his body swells with muscle, fur, and change. Feet growing, covering with thick sweaty fur as his meaty toes wriggle before catching a grip on the floor as he rolls forward to get on top of the bestial Jermey, pumping and thrusting as his alpha demanded. His balls fill with feral bigfoot batter as they grow to the size of oranges, furry orbs dripping steamy sweat his humanity is purged by the dominant sasquatch bottom. He was ready to fuck to his leader's fill, primal stench driving him until with a thump he's gripped from behind by the big stinky Nick who is quickly pushing his own squatch cock into Freddie's slimy hole. The three are fucking as beasts, no longer having a care for their humanity. All that matters is feet, hair, cocks, and fucking. With a roar Jermey spews his yellow spunk across his and Freddie's furry chests. His clenching hole causing Freddie to cum out the last of his humanity and the memories it carried. Nick wasn't far behind filling Freddie with bigfoot essence to finish replacing the humanity that was discarded with feral corruption.

Pooled in the cum and sweat, the three beast men, slumped into a big pile of fur as they drifted to sleep. Forgetting all about the beef jerky and where it might have came from. In the woods near the cottage, a musk drifted nearby as a hulking beastman not unlike the three inside lumbered closer....