{"sf1_id":1554912,"sf2_id":"A1pxW6q1","title":"The Smoking Mask - Part 2","author":"Scyphozoa","words":5984,"posted_at":"2020-03-05T23:02:00.000Z","tags":["Donkey","Gay","Mask","Smoking","Transformation","spandex","workplace"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1554912-the-smoking-mask-part-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/A1pxW6q1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/03/83/03838de3-ce4a-4735-9427-777928d1fdca","description":"#2 of The Smoking Mask\n\nAs Xaie continues to wear the mask, he begins to slide into new habits...","content":" **_DISCLAIMER: The complete story contains forced, animal transformation, Male Nudity and M/M sex, if these are not your tastes or you are below the legal age to view this type of content, please close this file else sit back and enjoy!!!_**\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie's night was plagued by strange dreams\n\nHe tossed and turned, moaning.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis mind was filled with men\n\nThough this wasn't surprising, he was gay and hot men usually penetrated his dreams.\n\nBut tonight was different\n\nThe men were all rubbing against each other, fondling their long ears and thick manes as they grew in.\n\nLong, ropey tails flailed eagerly behind their furry asses as they thrusted against each other.\n\nA mist seemed to fog over the scene.\n\nThe men brayed as they pulled smoking cigars from between their darkening lips, their faces pushing out to resemble braying donkey muzzles.\n\nThey huffed and brayed as long, fat donkey cocks emerged from their dark sheaths.\n\nThe flaring tips coating their shafts with pre.\n\nSteadily they began to pair off and began to mount each other.\n\nBraying loudly, they thrust deep into each other, each of them lost in primal lust.\n\nSmoke billowed from between their teeth as they sucked on their shortening cigars, the haze growing thicker.\n\nWith loud, bellowing brays, the mounted donkey men tensed, pouring their pleasure into their braying subs who in turn sprayed the ground with streams of their own pleasure from their fat, flared cocks.\n\nThe scene was lost as the haze of smoke thickened as the men puffed in the glorious afterglow.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie woke with a start.\n\nA loud buzzing was filling the room and he squinted as sunlight blazed through the open curtains.\n\nIt was morning and he was still splayed out on the bed from the night before.\n\nHe let his head fall back, ignoring his alarm.\n\n\"Man, what a weird dream\" he thought.\n\nHe lay there for a moment, trying to recall the finer points of his dream until the loud buzzing overwhelmed him.\n\nHe groaned and rose, punching a button on his clock radio to silence the relentless alarm.\n\n\"Oh man\" he muttered looking down at the dried remnants of his pleasure on his shirt.\n\n\"I'm gonna have to clean it before Friday\"\n\nHe pulled off his shirt and kicked off his boxers and jeans before heading into the bathroom.\n\nHe stretched and looked at himself in the mirror, his spiky hair dishevelled stuck out on his reflection as always did.\n\nHopping into the shower, he scrubbed himself off quickly and wrapped the towel around himself as he returned to dress.\n\nHe kept trying going over the dream in his mind as he grabbed new clothes and hastily dressed.\n\nSitting back on the bed, he stared blindly into space for a moment before shaking his head.\n\n\"Definitely weird\" he mumbled.\n\nHe looked around at the clock.\n\n\"OH SHIT!\" he cried, jumping up.\n\n\"I'm gonna be late.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGrateful that he didn't live too far from the office, he darted out of the house and down the street.\n\n\"Can't be late\" he muttered, pulling on his jacket.\n\nHe bolted around the last corner and arrived panting into the lobby of the office building, stamping his time card just as the clock struck the hour.\n\n\"Made it\" he gasped, leaning against the wall.\n\n\"Hey Xaie!\"\n\nThe voice made him look around at a man standing by the elevator, waving merrily whist holding a stack of papers.\n\n\"Hey Max\" Xaie smiled walking over as the elevator doors open and they both got in.\n\n\"Cutting it a bit close today arnt ya?\" Max asked with a grin at Xaie's sweaty brow.\n\nXaie nodded.\n\n\"Over slept?\" Max asked, steadying his papers.\n\nXaie shrugged, \"Yeah a bit\"\n\nMax laughed,\n\n\"Not like you really is it?\"\n\nXaie chucked and nodded again.\n\n\"I was out late looking for a costume\"\n\nMax looked up in interest.\n\n\"Ohhhh\" he sneered, \"Not gonna be the typical dog ears then this year\"  \nHe grinned wickedly as Xaie scowled.\n\n\"No actually\" he replied, the suit crossing his mind again.\n\n\"So what's it going to be?\" Max urged, his grin broadening.\n\n\"Not telling\" Xaie replied, his own wicked grin now appearing on his face.\n\n\"You'll just have to wait and see\".\n\nMax scowled but didn't ask anymore as the door opened and the two walked out into a bullpen of office cubicles.\n\n\"Well see ya in a bit\" Max smiled turning into his own cubicle.\n\nXaie waved and continued down the office.   \nHe greeted a few of his colleagues as he passed, turning finally into his own cubicle.\n\nHe sighed before sitting at his desk and began to tackle the large piles of paperwork dumped into his in-tray.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe hours seemed to drag as he drew page after page from the pile\n\nHe stretched and yawned.\n\n\"Is it lunch yet\" he thought idly, slipping another page into the out-tray.\n\n\"Hey Xaie!\"\n\nXaie gave a start and looked around to see Max peering in.\n\n\"We're heading out for coffee\" he smiled, \"Wanna come?\"\n\n\"Sure thing\" smiled Xaie, relief filling him as he rose from his desk chair.\n\nHe followed Max and a couple of other co workers out of the building and down the street to the local coffee shop.\n\n\"Ain't today goin' slow\" Max sighed, sipping his coffee as they made their way back.\n\nThe others muttered in agreement, all begrudging their monotonous tasks.\n\n\"Hey you guys go ahead\" Max said stopping outside a small newsagent, \"I wanna grab some smokes\"\n\nThe others nodded and continued.\n\nXaie however stood stock still.\n\nHis mind was suddenly in overdrive.\n\nMemories of his dream and the shop came flooding back so quickly that within seconds the front of his trousers had a noticeable bulge forming.\n\nHe looked through the door of the newsagent, seeing the colourful array of packets behind the counter.\n\n\"I guess....\" He thought wildly, \"I guess it wouldn't hurt to try one\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe stepped into the shop and approached the counter where Max was already finalising his purchase.\n\n\"Hey Xaie,\" Max smiled, placing a blue packet of cigarettes into his pocket, \"You didn't need to wait.\"\n\nXaie felt his face blush slightly as he looked towards the shopkeeper.\n\n\"Can I get ya anything son?\" he asked kindly.\n\nXaie looked up and down the rack, trying to decide.\n\n\"Ummm\" he stuttered, \"I...I'll have a pack of cigars\"\n\nThere was a clatter as Max dropped his change.\n\n\"Whoah, woah, woah\" he spluttered, his eyes goggling at Xaie, \"Since when did you start smoking?\"\n\nXaie felt his face grow hotter.\n\n\"I..errr...just felt like giving it....well a go\" he mumbled, shuffling his feet.\n\nMax's jaw dropped.\n\n\"And you want to have your first go on a cigar!\" he exclaimed loudly, causing the shopkeeper to look at him disapprovingly.\n\n\"Bloody hell Xaie, are you sure?\"\n\nXaie felt foolish, but at the same time a reckless courage seemed to be filling him as flashes of the mask filled his mind.\n\n\"I'll take some cigars\"\n\nThe shopkeeper nodded and pulled a green packet from the shelf.\n\n\"These are some good ones\" he smiled, bringing the cost up on the register.\n\nXaie paid for the cigars whilst trying to ignore the bewildered look on his colleague's face.\n\n\"Enjoy\" the shopkeeper smiled as he waved them from the shop.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe two men walked in silence back along the street\n\nMax still seemed to be in a state of shock and Xaie was unsure what to say, his face was still red from the heat of the moment.\n\n\"What was I thinking\" he thought wildly, grasping the packet in his pocket.\n\nThey didn't spoke until they reached their work building.\n\n\"Hey\" Max said quietly.\n\n\"What?\"\n\nXaie watched as Max headed away from the entrance.\n\n\"Come around back\" he replied, heading for the buildings car park, \"We can't smoke in front of the building\"\n\nXaie felt a lump rise in his throat.\n\nHe hadn't intended to have one right now.\n\nMax cocked his head.\n\n\"Well c'mon then\" he grinned, \"you just bought em', aint ya gonna try one?\"\n\nXaie hesitated for a moment and then followed Max around the corner.\n\nThey stopped in a shadowed corner of the building, Max settling himself upon an empty bike rack as he took out his packet.\n\nXaie noticed a large quantity of cigarette butts littered around where Max sat and he noticed the air around still had that tobacco smell.\n\n\"Need a light?\"\n\nXaie shook his head and looked up.\n\nMax had a long cigarette between his teeth and was offering out a lighter.\n\n\"Oh..errr..yeah\" stammered Xaie, taking the lighter and reaching into his pocket.\n\nHe pulled out the green packet and slowly tore an end open.\n\nInside were six long, pre cut cigars.\n\nHe slowly pulled one out, his heart racing and he lifted it to his eyes, a strong earthy scent filling his nostrils.\n\nMax was watching him, a smirk forming around the smoking cigarette.\n\n\"Well go on then\" he grinned.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie gulped and gently placed the cigar between his lips.\n\nA deep earthy taste filled his palette as his tongue brushed the exposed end.\n\nHe composed himself as Max flicked the lighter open and lit it.\n\nXaie watched the flame flicker for a moment.\n\n\"Do I really want this?\" he thought, his body quivering with the anticipation.\n\nHis mind flicked over the dream and the mask, flashes flying to the front of his mind.\n\nHe took a low, deep breath.\n\nGently, he leaned down and allowed the end of the cigar to touch the flames.\n\nThe cigar smouldered for a second before a plume of smoke rose from the tip.\n\nHe stepped back, unsure of what to do.\n\n\"What do I do\" he thought wildly, \"Do I just drag?\"\n\nHe glanced at Max and shrugged before sucking deep on the cigar.\n\nThere was one second.\n\n\"HOLY SHIT XAIE!\" cried Max.\n\nXaie wrenched the cigar from his mouth as he doubled over, choking heavily as thick smoke poured from his mouth and nose.\n\nThe feeling had been completely overwhelming.\n\nSmoke had filled his mouth faster than he could have possibly thought and shot straight down his throat.\n\nMax hurried over, trying not to laugh as he patted Xaie hard on the back to try and ease his coughing.\n\n\"God Xaie you don't drag like that on cigars\" Max chuckled.\n\nXaie leaned against the wall, panting and spluttering, the cigar smoking between his fingers.\n\nHe felt slightly sick and looked down at the cigar with a slight distain.\n\n\"..Didn't...\\*cough\\* ex..expect that\" he muttered wheezily.\n\nMax gave him a sympathetic grin.\n\n\"Come here\" he smiled, \"I'll show you how to do it\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie looked at him apprehensively before getting up from the wall and walking forwards.\n\n\"Here\" Max smiled, reaching forwards and taking the cigar.\n\n\"Watch what I do\"\n\nHe placed the cigar between his lips and took several short puffs, letting the smoke escape through his nose.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Xaie watched the stogie glow brightly for a moment.\n\n\"Keep it in the mouth\" Max muttered, trails of smoke pouring from between his lips.\n\nHe then exhaled deeply through his nose, causing too long, thick plumes to pour from his nostrils.\n\nHe seemed to enjoy the sensation.\n\n\"Man that's not a bad brand\" he grinned, removing the cigar and examining it.\n\n\"Might get some myself later.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe then held out the cigar to Xaie.\n\n\"Try again\" he said, replacing his cigarette between his lips.\n\nXaie hesitated before taking the cigar.\n\nHe almost didn't want to try again.\n\nSlowly he raised it back to his lips and tasted the strong smoky musk.\n\n\"Just take slow gentle sucks\" smiled Max, \"Keep the smoke in your mouth.\"\n\nXaie obeyed.\n\nThe gentle draws filled his mouth with the rich musky smoke while he resisted the urge to take it into his lungs.\n\nHe got a feeling of light headedness.\n\nIt was strange, almost pleasant.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Good\" smiled Max, \"Now exhale through your nose.\"\n\nXaie slowly exhaled through his nose.\n\nHe felt his nostrils burn with the musk as he felt the warm smoke plume out.\n\nHe swayed.\n\nA sudden wave rushing into his head.\n\n\"Woah...\" he mumbled, steadying himself on the bike rack.\n\n\"Intense, huh\" smiled Max, tapping the ash from his cigarette.\n\n\"Y...yeah\" Xaie grinned, smoke pouring from his mouth.\n\nHe leaned back, allowing the feeling to ease through him.\n\nThe smile on his face broadened.\n\n\"See\" Max chuckled, \"Now you're getting it.\"\n\nXaie nodded, taking another drag of the cigar, watching the end fizzle closer.\n\nHe relished in the feeling, smoke pouring from his nose as he kept pulling on the musky stogie between his lips.\n\nThe front of his trousers twitched.\n\nHis vision blurred slightly, the smoke passing up before his eyes.\n\nHe could almost see his dream in the fumes.\n\nThe rutting, the braying.\n\nHe could smell the mask, as if it were on his face right now.\n\n\"Mmmmph\" he groaned, attempting to readjust himself without Max seeing, the bulge swelling larger.\n\n\"You ok?\" asked Max, stamping on the stub of his cigarette.\n\n\"Uh..Uh huh\" he moaned, sitting on the bike rack and crossing his legs to hide his arousal.\n\nMax exhaled his last plume as he bent to pick up his cigarette butt.\n\n\"You better finish up\" he mumbled, tossing the butt into a nearby bin.\n\n\"We need to get back.\"\n\nXaie nodded absently.\n\n\"Surrraawwww\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMax look around at him, a stunned expression on his face.\n\nXaie had frozen, his eyes suddenly wide.\n\n\"What...what did I just do\" he thought suddenly as the visions of his dreams faded.\n\nMax's eyebrow's narrowed.\n\n\"You ok man?\" he asked cautiously.\n\nXaie suddenly took a deep breath, only to suddenly double over again.\n\n\"Whoa man!\" cried Max, hurrying over and slapping his friend across the back.\n\nXaie spluttered and leaned back against the wall.\n\n\"Guess you're just getting used to it\" Max smiled, reaching down and picking up the stub of Xaie's cigar that had fallen when he had choked.\n\nXaie coughed and nodded.\n\nMax extinguished the stub on the ground before tossing it into the bin.\n\nXaie's eyes followed it as it flew through the air.\n\n\"C'mon we'd better get back to the bullpen\" Max grunted, patting Xaie on the shoulder.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie's eyes were fixed on the bin, a sudden want filling him.\n\nHe grasped the open packet in his pocket, the urge to light another was growing in his mind.\n\n\"Hey, You coming?\"\n\nXaie shook his head, his mind clearing again.\n\nHe felt dizzy.\n\n\"Uhh...yeah..yeah\" he stuttered, pushing himself from the wall and staggering forwards.\n\nMax looked at him concernedly.\n\n\"Damn dude\" he muttered, \"maybe give the cigars a miss for a bit, looks like you need to build up some resistance\"\n\nXaie nodded and the two began to make their way around the building back to the entrance.\n\nThe two walked in silence again as they made their way back into the office.\n\n\"See you later man\" Max smiled as he turned into his cubicle.\n\nXaie gave him a nod, continuing back to his own.\n\nHe slumped into his chair and stared blankly at the screen.\n\n\"What the hell happened back there\" he thought wildly.\n\nHe shifted uncomfortably and looked down.\n\nHis bulge was now straining, noticeably sticking out.\n\nHe stared at the large lump, oblivious that he had just walked through the office showing off his arousal.\n\nHe breathed gently.\n\nHe tasted the cigar, the musk remaining strong on his breath.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe musky taste brought a smile to his lips.\n\nDespite the initial unpleasantness and the coughing fits.\n\nHe felt great.\n\nHis smile broadened, his cock throbbed.\n\n\"XAIE!\"\n\nA loud voice snapped him out of his reverie and he looked around in time to see a large stack of papers land next to him.\n\n\"I need this done by closing\" said a frantic woman, straightening several more documents in her over packed arms.\n\n\"Uh...Sure\" Xaie stuttered, pulling himself close to the desk to hide his bulge.\n\nThe woman suddenly stopped, her nostrils dilating.\n\nShe turned and looked down at him, her eyes sharp.\n\n\"Xaie?\" she muttered, \"Why do you smell like an ash tray?\"\n\nXaie blushed.\n\n\"I...errrr\" he stammered, \"I tried a cigar at lunch\"\n\nThe woman gave him a look of revulsion.  \n\"It's a bad habit Xaie\" she said coolly before turning and walking away.\n\nXaie was silent for a moment in the aftermath of her departure.\n\n\"A bad habit huh\" he muttered.\n\nHe sat there for a good while, weighing up all that had happened and how he was feeling before he was shaken back to reality by a fierce cry across the office.\n\n\"WHERE IS THAT REPORT!\"\n\nXaie spun around and soon realised his lack of attention.\n\n\"Crap!\" he cursed, frantically seizing the top file and returning to work.\n\nHe hurried through paper after paper.\n\nThe monotonous work drowned out the thoughts of lunch and kept him focused.\n\n\u0026nbsp;He kept grunting however as there was still one major distraction.\n\nHis throbbing cock refused to relax.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHours later, Xaie let out a long sigh as he dropped his pen onto the desk.\n\n\"Done\" he groaned, stretching his arms over his head.\n\nThe sun was going down and similar sighs of relief could be heard throughout the office.\n\nXaie sighed and reached to pick up his jacket.\n\nHe grunted as his trousers brushed the side of his desk, pressing his rock hard dick into his leg.\n\n\"Damn why won't you just go down\" whimpered Xaie desperately as he gingerly pulled on his jacket.\n\nHe got to his feet and grabbed the last file on his desk before hurrying from his cubicle.\n\nHe moved as quickly as he dared to the back of the room where he dropped the file into a tray and turned around to hurry back down the office.\n\n\"HEY XAIE!\"\n\nHe froze, cursing slightly under his breath.\n\nTurning, he saw Max poking his head out from his cubicle.\n\n\"I gotta stay back so I'll see you tomorrow\" he smiled, \"Hope you're ready for the party!\"\n\nAt the mention of the party, images of the costume suddenly flashed across Xaie's mind, followed quickly by the dream.\n\nHe thought his trousers would burst if his cock throbbed any harder.\n\nSweat beaded on his forehead as he nodded back.\n\n\"Y..Yeah I'll see ya tomorrow Max\" he replied, trying his best to smile.\n\nNot leaving chance for a response, he hurried out of the office and into the nearest bathroom.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe locked himself in a stall and hurriedly undid his trousers and pulled his tented and stained boxers down.\n\nHe quivered as his hard cock sprang free into the cool air.\n\nIt stuck out, quivering.\n\nXaie panted, he had never been this hard for this long in his life.\n\nTentatively, he reached down and grasped his pulsing shaft.\n\n\"GAHHH\" he cried, falling back against the stall wall as his cock spurted pre onto the cistern.\n\nThe touch had sent a shock throughout his body.\n\nThe pleasure he had felt had been so sudden and intense that it had seemed painful.\n\nHis knees trembled, he raised his hand, preparing to try again.\n\nBANG!\n\nXaie froze in terror as he heard the door to the bathroom slam open.\n\nHurriedly he reached down and pulled his boxers and trousers back up, trying his best not to cry out as he forced his cock back into the damp, musky boxers.\n\nGrimacing, he attempted to make his expression calm before hurriedly leaving the stall and rushing from the bathroom.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe hurried from the office, punching his time card rather hastily into the clocking dev ice as he left.\n\nHe sped along the street, not daring to make eye contact with anyone.\n\n\"What is the matter with me\" he thought angrily, \"Why am I so fucking horny?\"\n\nHe span round a corner and quickened his pace.\n\n\"I need to get home\" he mumbled, \"hopefully then I can GAAAAHHH\"\n\nHe let out a loud cry as he collided with something hard and was sent sprawling to the floor.\n\n\"What the fuck..\" he grumbled, turning around to see what had tripped him.\n\nLying next to him was a large sign, his eyes widening as he saw the familiar words.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHAWKIN'S HOUSE - COSTUMES AND ACCESSORIES\n\n_A Costume for those who want to truly escape the mundane world_\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nLooking around, he saw the familiar staircase and neon lights that he had seen the previous night.\n\nHe looked up at the flickering sign, momentarily distracted from his predicament.\n\nThoughts of the suit filled his mind.\n\nHis cock felt like it was about to tear through his trousers from the very thought.\n\nHis eyes seemed to glaze over.\n\n\"I...I wonder if it's ready\" he muttered.\n\nHe got to his feet and repositioned the sign before slowly making his way to the staircase.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe door swung open as Xaie entered the dark musky shop.\n\nHe glanced around.\n\nThe costumes were hung on the overstuffed racks as they were the night before, the eerie glow of the neon's adding a retro look to the various textures.\n\nThere was a rattle and a familiar face suddenly popped up behind the counter.\n\n\"Welcome to Hawkin's Ho..Ohhh Xaie!\"\n\nThe smiling Hawk rushed out from around the counter, his donkey tail swinging merrily behind him.\n\nHe grabbed Xaie's hand and shook it enthusiastically.\n\n\"I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow\" Hawk said eagerly, \"What can I do for you?\"\n\nXaie blushed and scratched the back of his head.\n\n\"I err....\" He stammered, \"I was wondering if the costume was...errr...ready?\"\n\nHawk frowned slightly but a grin seemed to be hiding beyond it.\n\n\"Sorry man, It won't be done till tomorrow\" he replied sadly, \"I mean its only been a day, why so eager?\"\n\nXaie's blush deepened.\n\n\"I...I just really liked it\" he replied, moving to the counter and leaning against it to hide his straining bulge.\n\n\"They are great aren't they\" Hawk agreed happily, returning to the other side of the counter.\n\nHe looked at Xaie, noticing his distracted attitude and sweaty brow.\n\n\"You ok?\" he asked, his expression now concerned.\n\nXaie wiped his brow and bit his cheek.\n\n\"Y..Yeah I'm great\" he replied, forcing a kind of grimace rather than a smile, \"Just a little...a little..\"  \n\"Disappointed?\" finished Hawk.\n\nXaie nodded glumly.\n\nHawk seemed to survey Xaie for a moment before grasping his shoulder.\n\n\"Tell you what, I'll do you a favour\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie looked puzzled as Hawk dived behind the counter and rummaged in a set of boxes.\n\nHis eyes followed the slow swishing of Hawk's tail as he delved into the depths of a larger box.\n\n\"Aha\" he called.\n\nHe rose up and in his hand was a familiar, long eared mask.\n\nXaie's body seemed to radiate at the sight of the costume piece.\n\nHe felt his heart jump and the strain in his trousers only got worse.\n\nHawk smiled as he set the mask down on the counter.\n\nXaie's eyes flickered, the scent from the mask had just hit his senses.\n\n\"Mmmmph\" he groaned, fighting the urge to tear off his trousers there and then.\n\nHawk seemed to grin.\n\n\"How about you take this tonight\" he smiled, \"Get a use to the feel\"\n\nHe slid the mask towards Xaie who looked at it like a priceless treasure.\n\n\"I..I can take it\" he murmured, reaching out and lifting it gently.\n\n\"Yup\" smiled Hawk, \"Just bring it back tomorrow\"\n\nXaie grin mirrored Hawks.\n\n\"Thanks man\" Xaie said happily, opening his jacket and slipping the latex mask into a pocket.\n\n\"No problem\" Hawk chuckled happily, \"from the looks of things, I guess you need it\"\n\nHis eyes did a flick downwards and Xaie felt his face burn.\n\n\"I...errr..wha?\" Xaie spluttered.\n\nHawk raised his hands with a serene smile.\n\n\"Nothing, nothing\" he snickered, \"Go on home now and I'll see you back here tomorrow for the final fitting\"\n\nXaie grumbled an indistinct reply and nodded, his face still red.\n\n\"Enjoy!\" Hawk called as the door swung shut.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHawk began to dash home.\n\nHe knocked into several people but didn't stop, waving feeble apologies over his shoulder.\n\nHis mind was firmly fixed on getting home.\n\nHe panted and gasped as he dashed through around the familiar streets.\n\nHe could see the house.\n\nHis excitement building with each step closer.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe dashed past the bar where he had caught the scent the previous night, a whiff of smoke caught his nose and he grasped the packet in his pocket.\n\nIn an almost blind lust, he jammed the key into the lock and forced the door open.\n\nSlamming it closed behind him, he darted up the stairs and into his bedroom.\n\n\"Oh god...Oh god\" he whimpered, finally unbuttoning the straining bulge.\n\nWith and immense sigh of relief, his cock sprang free of his damp boxers.\n\nHe let himself fall back onto the bed, his cock standing like a mast above him.\n\n\"F...Fuck...\" he panted, gazing down at his rigid rod.\n\nHe kicked off his boots and trousers and relished the cool air hitting his hot, naked lower body.\n\nGently, he reached a hand across and softly wrapped it around his shaft.\n\nHis body quivered, the intense wave of pleasure building within him.\n\n\"Ah..Ahhhhh\" he moaned, his hand slowly jerking the throbbing mass.\n\nHe arched his back, the sudden pleasure was almost too much for him.\n\nGritting his teeth, he let out a long moan as his cock shot a large spurt of pre across his chest.\n\n\"Fu...Fuck\" he panted, wiping his sweaty bow as he relaxed his back.\n\n\"Wha....what is happening to me\" he thought, his mind fogging from the intense pleasure.\n\nHe reached up and grasped his chest.\n\nHis eyes widened as he felt the lump in his jacket.\n\nHe remembered.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSitting up, he removed his jacket and looked into the pocket.\n\nA long, brown latex ear poked out.\n\nWith a trembling hand he reached in and slowly pulled out the limp mask.\n\nHis heartbeat quickened, the musk filling his nostrils.\n\nHe grunted as his cock spurted another shot of pre over his rapidly dampening chest.\n\nDropping the mask beside him he pulled the pre sodden shirt off his body, throwing it unceremoniously to the floor.\n\nHe lay naked on the bed, lust and anticipation filled him as he seized the mask again and held it above him.\n\nGazing into its blank eyes, he lowered it closer, taking small sniffs.\n\nThe deep, earthy musk of cigars filled his senses.\n\nHe couldn't wait any longer.\n\nJumping up from the bed, he turned to the mirror, admiring his hot, naked body.\n\nThere was a sudden clatter behind him and he looked around.\n\nHis jacket had a fallen to the floor and something else was now sticking out from its pocket.\n\nA dark green packet.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnother sudden urge suddenly filled Xaie's already overwhelmed mind.\n\nSlowly he crouched down and picked up the packet.\n\nHe was rewarded by a similar musky scent as he opened the packet to reveal several long, brown cigars.\n\nHe looked back at his reflection, the lustful hunger shining in his eyes.\n\n\"H..Haha\" he chuckled, \"This is gonna be Haaawwt\"\n\nHe covered his mouth suddenly, hearing the bray in his voice.\n\nA slight nagging sensation in his mind attempted to be his voice of reason but as he gazed down into the blank eyes of the mask again, he felt it slowly fade away.\n\n\"L...Light\" he muttered.\n\nHurrying from the room he ran into his kitchen and grabbed a packet of matches and a bowl.\n\nHe raced back up to the bedroom, his cock swinging with each hurried step.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nPanting, he returned to the mirror, placing the bowl and matches on his dresser.\n\nHe stooped and grabbed the cigar packet from the bed and pulled out a long, fat cigar.\n\nHe ran it beneath his nose, taking in that deep musk.\n\nGently, he slipped it between his lips and with a snap, struck a match.\n\nThe match flickered as he touched it to the end of the cigar, a plume of dark smoke sprouting from the end.\n\nWaving the match out, he tossed it into the bowl as he puffed slowly on the cigar, the smoke lightening as he felt the heat fill his mouth.\n\nWith a sigh, he exhaled through his nose, the smoke streaming from his nostrils.\n\nHe felt his knees tremble and his cock throb as a pleasured wave passed across his naked body, filling him with heat.\n\n\"Haaaaawww god\" he brayed happily, letting his inner feelings out as his head was filled with images of his dreams.\n\nHe puffed again, his hands running across his warm skin.\n\nHe was hot, he was horny and now he wanted to free himself.\n\nSlowly he removed the cigar and placed it in the bowl, watching it as it smouldered before snatching up the latex mask.\n\nHe took one last look into the blank eyes before he raised it up and gently began to pull it down over his head.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe latex material slowly folded itself around his face.\n\nThe sensation making his knees give out beneath him causing him to fall back onto the bed.\n\nHe tugged gently, allowing the mask to engulf his head, until with a gentle pressure on his face, it fitted snugly in place.\n\nHis heartbeat quickened as he felt the heat of the mask surround his face.\n\nHis cheeks reddened beneath the silky fabric.\n\nThe mask fitted him perfectly, just as it had the night before.\n\nHe sat up, looking at his reflection, seeing his eyes looking back at him through the realistic donkey face.\n\n\"F..Fuck\" he stuttered, watching the equine mouth forming the words.\n\nHe grinned, the mask revealed large blockish teeth as it mimicked his action.\n\nIt felt so right.\n\nHe couldn't explain it, even in his mind he couldn't think why but it just felt made for him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Go on, you'll love it\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie felt a rush of excitement as Hawk's words of the previous night filled his mind.\n\nHe remembered the feeling that had filled him when he brayed.\n\n\"Ha...Hawww\"\n\nHe brayed quietly, watching the lips curl and the mouth open.\n\n\"HeeeHawwww\"\n\nHis cock throbbed, the pleasure building once more as thoughts of his dreams floated to the surface of his mind.\n\nThe donkey men rubbing against each other.\n\nJerking their hot donkey cocks.\n\n\"HeeeeHAAAAWWW\"\n\nHe brayed louder, lying back on the bed as he grabbed his throbbing shaft.\n\nThe images grew more vivid as the dream came back to him.\n\nThe mask gripped his face, his free hand moving up to caress the long soft pelt that coated the latex.\n\nIt felt so real, as though he really had a muzzle.\n\nHe felt each stroke of his hand glide alone the mask as though it was his own face.\n\n\"HEEEHAWWWWW\"\n\nHe brayed loudly, the masks lips curling and showing large blocky teeth.\n\nHe gave a snort, feeling the nostrils flare.\n\nA scent filled the mask.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis eyes flew open.\n\n\"The cigar....\" he gasped quietly\n\nHe sat up, his cock copiously leaking pre down his bobbing shaft and over his swelling balls.\n\nLooking ahead he saw the smouldering stogie glowing in the bowl.\n\nHe reached out a trembling hand and seized it.\n\nThe donkeys of his dreams brayed and puffed in his mind as he raised it up before the snout of his muzzle.\n\nThe masks nostrils flared as he took a whiff of the musky, earthen scent.\n\n\"Heeeeeehaaaaaaaaaawww\"\n\nHe\u0026nbsp; brayed softly, his eyes flickering in pleasure.\n\nHe had to do it.\n\nHe knew he could.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGently he slid the end of the cigar between the surprisingly moist lips of the mask.\n\nHe felt a rush of anticipation as he felt it instantly in his own mouth.\n\nIt hadn't even gone in that far and he could feel it.\n\n\"G...Gaaaaaawwd\"\n\nHe leaned back, his eyes fixed at the cigar poking from the edge of his muzzle.\n\n\"Now...do it now\"\n\nThe thought was like a driving force.\n\nHe sucked on the end of the cigar, watching the end glow.\n\nHis mouth filled with the deep, earthy smoke.\n\nHis eyes flickered as his mind melted in the blissful euphoria.\n\nThe donkeymen were puffing wildly in his mind.\n\nWith a snort, he exhaled the smoke through his nose.\n\nTwo long plumes erupted from the flaring nostrils.\n\n\"HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAWWW\"\n\nHe brayed in ecstasy, his cock spraying more pre across his chest.\n\nThe sensation was overbearing.\n\nHe arched his back as one hand returned to his pulsing rod, braying again as the pleasure surged from the contact.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe lay there, smoke furling from the flaring nostrils.\n\n\"Oh God!\" he thought, jerking himself closer to what he could only be pure bliss.\n\nHe wanted it.\n\nHe needed it.\n\n\"HEEEHAWWWW!\"\n\nThe brays echoed around him, each one louder and more bestial, as though the donkeymen were standing over him jerking their fat, flaring cocks.\n\n\"HAAAAAAAAAAWWWWW\"\n\nCloser and closer, he could feel it building.\n\nThe mask clung tight as though it and he were one.\n\nHe puffed deeply, the smoke hazing the room as it had in his dreams.\n\nThe musk was overwhelming him as the stogie smouldered closer and closer to his lips.\n\nHis balls throbbed.\n\n\"Ahh..Ahhhhaaaaaaaawwww\"\n\nHe felt it coming.\n\nA tension ran through his entire body as he took one last, long drag of the cigar.\n\nThe smoke filled his mouth, flooding his senses in deep blissful oblivion.\n\n\"Ha...Haa\" he whimpered, almost unwilling to give in to what was about to happen.\n\nHe gripped is cock as he felt it grow rigid in his grip, his balls churning.\n\n\"HA...HAAAWWW\"\n\nHe could barely form the bray as his breath caught.\n\nAs he exhaled, the sensation of the smoke leaving his nostrils breached his last barrier.\n\n\"HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAWWW!\"\n\nHis bray was almost a scream as he bucked his hips up and his cock erupted.\n\nWave after wave of hot, musky cum blew from the quivering tip as his hands continued to frantically jerk the pulsing shaft.\n\nThe spray of his pleasure arched high before spattering over his hot, naked body.\n\nHe even felt some\u0026nbsp; land on the tip of his muzzle.\n\nInstinctively he stuck his tongue, an eager urge to have even the slightest taste.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHad he not been so basked in lust as the waves of the afterglow crashed over him.\n\nHe might have noticed the masks long tongue slip between the lips to sample the warm seed dripping across the masks dark lips.\n\nHe would have been more surprised by the fact that the salty taste suddenly filled his palette.\n\nGently, he raised a hand and withdrew the smouldering stub from between his lips, leaning over to place it into the ash filled bowl.\n\n\"H...Haww..Heeehawww\"\n\nHis voice could only bray as he returned to lying back on the bed.\n\nHis eyes misted as his vision blurred.\n\nThe pleasure had been beyond anything he could have possibly imagined.\n\n\"Heeee...haaaaaaww\"\n\nHe smiled as he let the brays slide from between his lips, the blockish teeth showing as the dark lips peeled back.\n\nThe mask felt almost as though it wasn't there, as if his face was truly donkey-like.\n\nHis hands fondled the ears and the long furry face, whimpering as he felt every touch.\n\nLaying his head back, he felt again the waves of exhaustion fill him.\n\nHe closed his eyes, breathing gently as he began to feel his body fall into relaxing sleep.\n\nIn the back of his mind, he saw the donkey men smiling, standing above him, their spent cocks dripping as they finished their cigars.\n\nAs though they were welcoming him into the group.\n\nAs one of them\n\nOne of them\n\n\"Heeeehaaaaaawww\"\n\nHe brayed gently, a wonderful feeling of belonging filling him as he let his body go limp.\n\nHis breaths deepening as he gently drifted into a deep, satisfied sleep.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"The Smoking Mask","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1554907-the-smoking-mask-part-1.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1556145-the-smoking-mask-part-3.json"}}