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"I'm sorry I caused so much trouble." Body twisted in the sheets, Jake panted, his paw on the back of Ari's head cradling him to his newly developed musculature. "This is kinda nice, though. I never thought I'd be able to hold you like this." Stroking over the tiger's cheek, he touched nose tips with him, sighing happily. With his newfound size, their bodies fit together without as many problems. For once, Ari felt like he wasn't going to crush the wolf in his sleep.

"Uh huh, once you get past the rabid sex fiend portion of the transformation. We'll have to get a new mattress after you dumped so many buckets of cum over it. Maybe it's not that different than we normally are, though." Teasing one of Jake's exposed nipples with his rough tongue, Ari ran his fingers through the wolf's stomach fur, trailing his claws over the sensitive skin beneath. Honestly, he didn't mind giving up control as much as he thought. There was something so freeing about not only having wild, rough sex but indulging in everything he couldn't when Jake was much less sturdy than him.

"Would a footjob get me out of the dog house?" With a shit-eating grin, Jake pressed the pads of his toes together in a suggestive pose, wiggling his clawed toes and grinding the soft pads together. "These things are massive now, but I'm sure you don't mind~. Hell, I could cover your whole face if I used both. Maybe go for a run first; get them all sweaty." Attacking Ari's favorite kink, he knew what he was doing, obviously attempting to coax the tiger into another round.

Shivering and feeling his sated cock twitch within its sheath, Ari tried to put those beautiful feet out of his mind, chomping down on a wolf pec to get back at him for his tease and running his tongue over Jake's nipple, his growl vibrating through the muscle. Before his bite could become more sexually charged, he let go, standing and stretching while his hands roamed down to the sticky, cum-matted fur from his lower back to his inner thighs. "Well, don't get used to it. That body is on borrowed time. The restaurant said you should return to normal in a few days."

Staring up at the ceiling, Jake stretched, showing off his massive, pillowy sheath and balls so big they forced his legs subtly apart. "What if I don't want to go back? I like being this big. Would you still love me?" With his paws behind his head, he lounged, relaxed despite the sorry state of his sticky, matted fur and the wet stain below him from their combined orgasms.

If only. Ari knew all of the ups and downs of his size, and he wasn't sure that Jake was thinking everything through. While it was nice to barely have to lower his gaze to speak to the wolf, and every embrace felt far more genuine without a need to hold back, he was sure that Jake would want to return to his size. Constantly having to duck through doors, shop at specialty stores for clothes, and search for restaurants that wouldn't kick him out for accidentally breaking chairs wasn't the best prospect, and getting side-eye from everyone on the street because they were afraid wasn't much fun.

Noticing Ari's expression, Jake hopped up from the bed and enfolded him in a tight hug. "I mean it. I love this. I love what it does for our relationship, and I can see those pretty eyes without craning my neck." His tail wagging, he nuzzled into Ari's neck, his teeth slightly grazing the tiger's throat in a playful nibble. "I know it seems stupid and reckless, but look at us. You can't tell me that you aren't wondering what it would be like to have these muscles and this big cock to play with for the rest of our lives." Flexing with a grin, the wolf brought Ari's fingers to his bicep, letting him feel the hardness of his new muscle mass.

Melting in the face of warm muscles and insistent licks, Ari bit his bottom lip, contemplating his options. There wasn't any downside. After time was up, Jake would 'turn back into a pumpkin,' regardless, and maybe he could have the bestial, sexy wolf he enjoyed the past few days forever. Jake's constant reminders to mellow out echoed in his mind, and he sighed, returning Jake's affection with a claiming squeeze of his bubbly rump. While he felt he should have some say in decisions related to their relationship, he couldn't tell Jake what to do with his body. "Alright. If you can convince me, I won't argue."

Shaggy, sticky unkempt fur squished against Ari, and the scent of unwashed wolf wafted from Jake, mixed with cum and a hint of piss. It was an intoxicating mixture that made Ari want to bury his face in that fat, leathery sheath and lick him clean, but begrudgingly, realizing neither of them left bed save for bathroom breaks and eating, he sighed. "You think we'll both fit in the bathtub? I need a soak, and you should probably scrub your fur."

"Only one way to find out~." Tail swaying from side to side, Jake grinned and pulled Ari toward the bathroom, turning the faucet and blatantly showing off his ass when he bent down, still slightly agape from the night before. "Should I get some candles? We can make a romantic morning of it." Taunting Ari with his ass, he showed off its increased size, with the bubbly wobble still intact despite his newfound musculature. Ari didn't think it was possible, but it WAS an improvement over his original rump, taunting the tiger with its effortless beauty.

Slipping past the presenting wolf and shaking his head, Ari slid into the tub, his tail twitching as he eased his aching, overused muscles into the steaming hot water. "You're incorrigible. I don't think hosing me down with cum counts as getting clean." Still, he couldn't deny the plumpness growing in his sheath, his legs spread as he rested against the side of the specially designed oversized tub. There was a perfect amount of space between his legs for the wolf to sit, and deep down, he hoped Jake would take advantage of it. For some reason, since the wolf's transformation, he couldn't get enough sex, and despite the ache in his balls, he felt like he could go for days at a time.

"Fine, fine. I'll behave for now." Chuckling, Jake followed him into the water, leaning against Ari's chest and drawing tiger paws around his midsection, his foot flicking the water off before it overflowed. With a lazy yawn, he snuggled in, his unkempt bird's nest of head fur tickling Ari's chin. Just as the tiger hoped he would, he pressed his godly rump against the tiger's emerging cock, wreathing it with softness that put any other sensation to shame.

Caressed by the wolf's fingers and the hot water, Ari followed suit, yawning and closing his eyes for a moment as he gathered Jake closer, pressing a kiss to the base of one of his ears. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, he sought Jake's paw with his. Now was as good of a time as any to discuss the wolf's decision. "You know, if you permanently changed to the way you are now, there's no way back. How can you be sure that you aren't making a mistake?"

"I don't think there are any wrong choices; as long as I stay with you. I'm a bit flaky with other commitments, and I've always been lazy, but this feels different. It feels right." Fingers finding the tiger's, Jake shifted from side to side, his tail stirring the water and lightly teasing the tiger's sheath as he wiggled his rump, teasing Ai's cock with his silky, overfucked hole, still puffy from hours of hard fucking. "Maybe it would make sense if I said what I wanted to say at the restaurant before I started changing."

"I've never been happier than I am with you. You're the only guy I've felt a genuine connection to and the only person I've ever worried about losing. I didn't get a ring because I was afraid you'd find it and ruin the surprise, but Ari-" Bringing the tiger's paw to his lips, Jake kissed his palm. "-Will you marry me?"

Ari's stomach twisted into a heated knot, and his jaw dropped in surprise. A thousand thoughts raced through his head, but a growing cheer rose above the din, screaming, 'Say yes, you fucking idiot!' Unable to find the words, stuttering and staring at the far wall, he floundered. Fuck, he'd been thinking of this moment practically from their first meeting, but he'd never thought Jake would beat him to the punch. At least his cock knew how to say yes, pulsing to full mast and bouncing under the water, threatening to penetrate the wolf.

Turning around to face Ari, the wolf laughed at his expression, taking advantage of his open mouth to draw him into a reassuring kiss. Draping his arms over Ari's shoulders, he stared into his eyes, his ears flicking and his rump firmly planted in Ari's lap. "I think I'll take your boner as a resounding yes. Now, the reason why I want to stay like this? I feel closer to you, and that's what I want more than anything. To be as close to you as it's possible to be. The rough sex is just a bonus."

Throat suddenly dry and mind blank, Ari finally felt himself come crashing back down to earth. "Yes. Fuck, yes!" Unable to articulate further and worried that he wasn't channeling enough excitement into his voice, Ari did the only thing he could think of- Mashing his lips against Jake's in a feral kiss. Digging his claws into the wolf's back to draw him closer, he slipped his tongue past eager lips, tickling Jake's smoother ribbon with his sandpapery appendage. Without any hope of containing himself, he nipped hard enough to draw a soft yip from the wolf, taking his breath away with increasing fervor.

Words disappeared in favor of raw passion. With practiced motions, the wolf guided Ari's shaft between his cheeks, rolling his hips until the pointed tip caught on his soft hole. With a triumphant growl, he sat down, hard enough to slosh water from the side of the tub. With Ari buried to the root within him, he bounced hungrily, mashing his impossibly soft cheeks against the tiger's balls with every hilt. Though there wasn't any lube, earlier deposits sloshed around Ari's cock, slickening his shaft well enough to ease the burning friction.

With his world reduced to nothing but sunbursts of pleasure, a stomach full of butterflies, and a euphoric floating feeling, Ari met every bounce with an animalistic thrust. There was no hope of holding back and no real reason to try. Jake's new body could take everything Ari had to give and more. Earlier that day, he knot-fucked the wolf until he nearly howled, and there wasn't even a hint of soreness in Jake's walk since then.

Sadly, their sloppy, rough kiss ended, but Ari couldn't resist the wolf's panting moans. He needed to claim him, show him exactly how much he meant to him. Licking his lips, Ari zeroed in on the wolf's exposed shoulder, his mouth darting forward to bite down with a growl. Mimicking the wolf's mating bites, he slammed himself to the hilt with desperation in every shove. Wordless meaning poured into every push, every gnawing bite that threatened to draw blood, letting the wolf know who he belonged to, who owned every piece of him.

Whimpering his need and humping his twitching shaft against Ari's stomach, its tip slotted between his pecs, Jake clung harder as though he was trying to merge himself with the tiger. Without a care for the knot slipping in and out of him with increasingly lewd pops and the water spraying everywhere from their thrashing bodies, the wolf slammed himself to the root, his cock sliming every inch of their wet bodies with creamy approval, his knot cradled in squeezing paws. The scent of moist dog, mixed with an alluring, masculine musk, and the sharp tang of cum, settled in a thick haze, intensifying Ari's ardor, drawing his balls up in a telltale churn.

Grabbing Jake's tail and pulling it hard, Ari rammed himself home, breaking through his spasming muscle and raking the wolf's inner walls with his barbs, drawing more submissive whimpers from his throat. With one final thrust hard enough to lift the wolf a foot out of the tub, he let go, his load painting the wolf's innards in what felt like gallons of liquid love. Panting and exhausted, Ari released his hold on the wolf's shoulder, basking in the warmth of sweaty, water-slicked bodies and releasing the wagging appendage clenched in his fist. Though he could slop free of the wolf's experienced ass with the slightest tug, he didn't bother retreating, letting his knot hold the sloppy mess he made inside the wolf.

"Mmph." Staring into Ari's eyes with his ass firmly planted on the tiger's still pulsing cock, Jake cradled his cheeks in both paws. "Don't think you'll get away with never doing that again. My dick felt like it would fly off." Twirling cheek fur through his fingers, he planted another less violent kiss on Ari's lips, his pecs heaving in breathless pants.

Freed from the silencing shackles of surprise, Ari nuzzled into the wolf's paws, nipping playfully at his fingers. "Every goddamn day, if you want." Teasing, he leaned back, chuckling as he realized the water beneath them was already chilly, a casualty of mating rather than washing. "Somehow, I feel dirtier than before we got in the bath." He lamented, massaging the canine's ass with both paws and staring down at the stretching webs of wolf cum connecting their fur.

"Give me a minute, and I'll wash you. I need to get feeling back in my legs first. That tail pull felt like lightning struck me." Raising himself with difficulty, the wolf fell backward without the knot to hold him up, his spent cock flopping against Ari's. "Fuck, it's like I've got a vibrator on my prostate. I think you ruined me for anything else but that massive tiger cock." Stretching his legs until soft paws rested on either side of the tiger's stomach, Jake reached out for the fur shampoo, wiggling his toes and bending his knees.

Taking a foot paw into his paws, Ari kissed the pads, his fingers working it in an attempt to apologize. "I didn't hear any complaints." He teased as he snatched the shampoo from Jake's hands, dribbling a few drops onto that perfect wolf paw and lathering it slowly. Fingers slotted perfectly between toes as he massaged the feeling back into them, working his way up the wolf's leg.

"That feels nice." Eyes closed as Ari dragged him closer; Jake let out a whimper of pleasure, squirming when massaging fingers reached his thighs and teased the underside of his ass. "Why are you so good with your hands?" Showing off his flexibility, Jake nearly bent himself in half to offer his body to the tiger's talented fingers.

Red fur grew white with suds as Ari repeated the process on his other leg, then began working his way up, weighing the wolf's oversized balls with slow circling fingers, then soaping his retreating cock. "Massage therapy is part of what I went to school for, silly. Physical therapists don't just teach people how to walk again." Continuing up the wolf's stomach, Ari teased his stomach with his claws, tracing newly developed abs. His fingers lingered on the wolf's chest, digging into the muscle and flicking his thumbs over hardening nipples.

"Okay, okay, that's enough. You've got the rest of eternity to play with my pecs." Shivering, Jake turned over, wiggling his rump at Ari. "You've gotta wash the rest of me too~. If we're going to go out in public, at least." With his tail flagged and wobbling as though it wanted to wag, he showed off his swollen, dripping hole, with a trail of Ari's cum cutting through the suds on his balls. The sight was so pretty that Ari had to resist yanking the wolf back into his lap to add another sticky load to the half a dozen creamy contributions swimming in the wolf's innards.

Contemplating the sight before him, Ari grinned, spreading those perfect, bubbly cheeks and drizzling soap over them. Working his way upward in slow circles, he rested his paws on the wolf's shoulders, pulling him back into a long hug and peppering his neck with kisses. "So, we've got a few hours before The Big Spoon opens... Do you want to celebrate our engagement? Maybe have a mini-date?"

"Hmm. I could go for a walk in the park. Hold hands, talk about nothing in particular, maybe go for a jog?" Suds dripping from every inch of fur below his neck, the wolf returned the favor, spending far more time on Ari's pecs than anywhere else but begrudgingly working his way further out. Though his paws didn't have the same finesse as Ari's, his enthusiasm made up for it, and the feline was so purring, relaxing into every squeeze. "It would be better to go at sunset, but at least it'll be quiet in the early morning."

"You always pick the most romantic spots. I never really think past expensive restaurants, dinner, or a movie." Raising himself out of the chilly water, Ari luxuriated in Jake's touch, turning around to let the wolf's roaming paws massage his upturned ass and playfully tug at his swishing, curling tail. Stealing the shampoo bottle from the wolf before he could finger soap into Ari's ass, Ari finished the rest of his body, then squeezed past him to grab the showerhead and rinse himself off.

"It's just because I like spending time with you. It's my secret little way to worm myself into your lap and steal your attention away from everyone else." Stepping under the warm stream while Ari stepped out of the tub and began to towel off, the wolf rinsed his fur, not bothering to pull the shower curtain and clearly showing off for the tiger's benefit. Ready to shake himself dry, as usual, he stopped, stepping out and sheepishly grabbing a towel instead of showering the entire room in water droplets.

"Good boy." Ari teased, patting the wolf on the head. "If I had to dry the walls again, I would have had to spank you." Still floating on a cloud of endorphins and unable to stop smiling, he watched the wolf- his fiance!- towel off, his tail curling and twitching from side to side. It was so sweet of the wolf to think of him in these little ways. Ari was the luckiest cat in the world.

"Can't you do that anyway? I can pee in a corner or scoot my butt on your pillow if that gets me some time over your knee. Maybe we even can get a collar and leash if you like." Flashing his teeth in a grin, the wolf squeezed the water out of his tail, his fur puffing out into its usual unkempt mess as it dried. His transformation had only made him wilder and feral-looking, but Ari loved him for it. It was like he had a live-in werewolf, without the let-down of turning back into a human.

"Fuck, I fucking love you." Drawing him into another hug, Ari showed his appreciation for Jake's constant and irrepressible sex drive, lifting him off his feet. Nothing felt off limits anymore within their relationship. If Jake were willing to marry him and change himself drastically, he wouldn't judge a few darker kinks that Ari always wanted to try. Maybe he'd have to pick up new toys to play with, to replace his relatively vanilla 'toy chest.' Jake's new body looked uniquely suited to pet play, and it could be fun to tug on a leash while he bounced that perfect ass off his balls.

"Hmm." A few minutes later, the wolf stared at his clothes with a dubious expression, stretching a pair of underwear between his fingers and shaking his head. "Well fuck, that's one thing I didn't think of; none of my clothes will fit anymore." Sitting down and rifling through his drawers, Jake found the one item of clothing he owned that would reasonably fit, Ari's old hoodie, and started to pull it over his head, only to be stopped by a feline paw.

"Seems like an opportunity to me." Ruffling the wolf's hair, Ari rifled through his wardrobe. "Maybe now I can get you to wear something besides sweatpants, tank tops, and hoodies. Not that I don't love how you look when you're super casual; you're just too cute to waste on slob-chic." Picking out one of his shirts from before he gained most of his muscle mass, Ari helped Jake to his feet, holding it up to the wolf's chest. Perfect fit.

"Oh, don't lie, you love this. You've been trying to get me to dress like a TV hunk for a while." Grinning, Jake accepted Ari's fussing fingers, holding out his arms like a cub dressed by a parent. "As long as it smells like you, I don't think I'd mind a complete change of wardrobe, though." Scratching his cheek with a sheepish look, he looked down at the fussing tiger. "Can I be honest? I don't understand fashion at all. I know when I look good, but I don't know how to put outfits together."

Fastening each button in turn, Ari soon had the wolf dressed in a long sleeve black shirt with nothing to cover his lower half. Turning his fiance toward the nearby mirror, the tiger smoothed down the slightly rumpled fabric with his arms around the wolf's waist, leaning down to rest his chin on one shoulder. "Aw. Don't worry, sweetheart. I can pick things out for you if you want. As long as you promise to trust my judgment." He purred, turning his head to kiss Jake's cheek and admiring how handsome he looked. Suddenly struck by the urge to sniff the wolf, he buried his nose in Jake's fluffy neck, his nose tickled by something new that brought a warm fuzz to his brain. Was Jake wearing cologne, or was that his natural scent? Either way, he smelled so good that Ari wanted to rub himself into the wolf's fur like a housecat greeting their favorite person.

Rifling through Ari's underwear drawer after a moment of snuggling with the tiger, Jake held up one of the tiger's older jockstraps with a triumphant look. "Not going to wear any of those silk boxers or fancy cotton boxer briefs you always wear, though. This fur's too damn hot. Gotta give my balls and ass some room to breathe." Flipping up his tail as he snapped the straps, the wolf admired the black underwear, his wolfhood straining the fabric but still well supported. Like a push-up bra for his butt, it accentuated his marshmallow cheeks, spreading them slightly and showing off his still gaped pucker.

"Well, now you're just showing off." Tail twitching at the erotic sight, Ari silently approved. He wasn't quite as aggressive when it came to jockstraps as the wolf was, but even he had to admit that Jake's ass looked FANTASTIC. If it weren't for the well-worn jeans sliding up to cover it, Ari could easily see himself humping that juicy butt until Jake howled his name.

"Maybe I am. Maybe my body's screaming at me to suck your dick twenty-four-seven, and I'm being a good boy to give you a little time to rest. Who knows." Winking, Jake watched as Ari dressed, blatantly staring at his rump. His jeans gave his groin nowhere to hide, and Ari could almost see the outline of each of his balls held by flimsy fabric as though they would spill forth any second. Would his scent be even better if Ari buried his face in them? Gods, Ari felt like he was in heat, but he kept a straight face, determined to leave the house without devolving into a cumming mess.

"You sure you even want to go to the park? It sounds like you'll drop your pants before we even walk out the door." Admiring Jake's casual attire, Ari pulled him to his feet, his tail twitching from side to side and curling as he ruffled the wolf's cheek fur, smoothing his wild hair and trying his best to resist the urge to kiss him again. Little did the wolf know, but Ari was just as desperate, his pants tightening the longer he spent in the wolf's company.

Slipping his arm through Ari's, Jake leaned against him, yawning lazily. "Yeah. The leaves will be pretty, plus it should be nice and chilly. It feels like I'm wearing a fur sweater at all times." Tugging at Ari's arm, he led him to the front door, then out it, swinging it shut behind them and stuffing his keys into his pocket.

The walk to the park was strangely scenic. Ari wasn't sure if it was the euphoria of his recent engagement or the afterglow of pounding the wolf in the bathtub, but the colors seemed brighter, and even the air smelled better. Was this how true happiness felt? It was like his world was grey, and suddenly, colors appeared radiating from Jake, along with that soft cloud of alluring scent growing stronger by the moment.

"I guess it's too cold for most people." Jake looked around as they strolled through the park, clinging to Ari's arm like the lead in a romantic movie. Fingers intertwined with the tiger's, he nuzzled into one striped bicep through Ari's sweater. "It's even more pretty when it's this quiet. It's like the world is taking a break."

"Maybe it's surprised by how cute you look. You didn't dress like you aren't going to the gym, for once." Patting Jake's ass as they found a cold metal bench to sit on, Ari draped his arm over the wolf's shoulders, stretching his legs in front of him as his tail sought the wolf's, wrapping around it. His nose twitched as he caught a whiff of wolf scent on the breeze, leaning in, his nose against the back of Jake's neck as he breathed deeply. There was something different about his scent. Something infinitely attractive in his musk made Ari feel like he was melting, tightening his pants further. Something wild and feral that demanded Ari's submission or domination, equally begging for a rough fucking and for Ari to lift his tail.

"Or maybe they ran away from my smell. Look at this. All this fur's already got me sweating. I'm not even wearing a coat, but I feel like I've got a heavy blanket. I should go get a fur trim." Panting softly as though overheated, Jake popped the top button of his shirt, revealing the soft valley between his pecs. Drips of moisture glistened on his red fur, and the newly exposed muscle almost looked wetter than it had in the shower, steaming the chilly air.

Licking his lips at the sudden tasty sight, Ari couldn't shake the sudden urge to bury his face. Fuck, he smelled good. Looking around the deserted area around them, Ari popped another button, unleashing the wolf's chest and reaching over to play with one of his muscular, soft pecs. Before long, he leaned over, freely fondling his fiance's chest with both paws. "Maybe you need to air out? It's a bit chilly to walk around with a wet shirt."

"Mmm. Well, it feels better, I'll give you that. Are you sure you want to do this here? You wouldn't even let me give you a handjob in a deserted theater a few months ago. Are you that excited about my muscles?" With a lazy smile, the wolf closed his eyes, spreading his legs to show off the bulge of his peeking tip straining against the inside of his pants. Drips of drool rained from the wolf's tongue, trailing between his pecs as he panted from overheating, following the curve of his muscles down into the darkness of his shirt.

"Th-That was different. We wouldn't have heard anyone coming because of the movie." Hunching over the wolf, he leaned in, giving up any pretext of stealthiness in favor of another drool-laden kiss. This time, however, he wasn't the one in the driver seat, his muffled purr stifled by a long wolf tongue slopping against the back of his throat. Not that it mattered who was in charge since they essentially took turns swapping roles, though this felt different. He didn't want to bottom; he needed to submit.

"Mmm. Fuck, babe. You thirsty?" Nuzzling his nose against Ari's, the wolf returned his ardent touch, trailing his paws down to cup the growing tent in the tiger's pants. Stroking slowly, he dragged Ari into another kiss, this time growing bolder and nipping at his lips, his tongue twirling around the tiger's sandpapery one and pinning it to the bottom of his maw.

Lowering himself to his knees, Ari worshipped those sweaty pecs with slow licks, his maw wreathing a nipple. Opening each button on the wolf's shirt to lick up trailing rivers of sweat, he smeared his face through the fragrant scent. Fuck, if he could, he'd bathe in the wolf's musk. There had to be a way to get more of the wolf's essence into his mouth and nose- Wait, there was.

Throwing caution to the wind, Ari unzipped Jake's jeans, burying his nose in the musky bulge that flopped free, still barely contained by black fabric. Impatient and desperate to feel that deliciously fragrant sheath against his nose, he took the jockstrap into his mouth, using sharp teeth to rip it away and free soft, silky sheath lips. Mouthing at Jake's sheath and freeing his balls with both paws, he wallowed in powerful masculine stink, his hips moving on their own to hump his still trapped shaft against the inside of his pants.

"Fuck, kitty. What has gotten into you?" Relaxing and making no effort to stop Ari's eager sniffing, Jake suppressed a moan. With every desperate lick to get more of his flavor into Ari's maw, he hardened a bit more, his cock growing until its increased size steamed in the chilly air. Its scent intensified as a trail of arousal rolled down its underside, sliming Ari's lips, its length pulsing and eager for attention.

"Knot my mouth. Fuck." Too far gone to articulate anything more, Ari caught Jake's tip between his lips, diving down until he felt the pointed tip sliding into his throat. Despite the urge to gag, he powered through, not stopping until he felt the wolf's knot kiss against his lips. With his head foggy and his desire to please overriding any shame or worry, the tiger slowly made love to that perfect canine cock with his mouth. His sandpapery tongue rolling against newly formed barbs and his throat working in slow swallows to drain canine pre, he cradled Jake's knot in both paws, massaging the hard bump and delighting in the pulsing bounces his efforts caused.

"Goddamn. How the hell-?" Trailing off into a moan, Jake humped upward, mashing his knot against Ari's lips. Mouth open in a pant, he perked his ears, his chest heaving as he reached out to take hold of the tiger's head, hunching over to slap his balls against Ari's chin. "Fuck it. Won't question it. You want the fuckin' knot; you can have it."

Purring as his throat was thoroughly fucked open, Ari met each sloppy shove with an eager suck, closing his eyes to savor the feeling of being stuffed. Intoxicating musk relaxed him, searing itself into his brain and clouding the edges of his vision. Despite its denim prison, his cock felt like it would explode at any moment, untouched but as erect as it could be, though still partially sheathed.

"Can't. Get the knot in." Growling in a frustrated tone, the wolf thrust harder, desperate for a tie. Unfortunately, it was too big to work its way past Ari's lips, and he had to settle for brutalizing the feline's throat, losing himself to the feral pleasure of a rough facefuck.

Feeling the telltale throb of Jake's approaching orgasm, Ari gripped the space behind his knot, his trapped tongue fluttering against the underside of Jake's cock. His lungs screamed for air, but he could only let out a muffled groan, the heaving shaft's first burst of cum painting his stomach. Hanging on as long as he could as his vision darkened, his body threatening to pass out, he finally pulled back, breathing heavily through his nose as the tail end of the wolf's orgasm filled his maw, his mouth filled to the brim at least twice as he tried desperately to swallow every drop.

"Mmph. C'mere." Dragging the tiger to hunch over him and bringing his face closer in the process, Jake mashed his lips against Ari's, sharing his load in sloppy, slurping kisses. His teeth pricked the tiger's lips, but neither cared, pulling each other closer and sliming each other's lips with hot wolf cum. It wasn't until greedy gulps brought it to rest with the rest of Jake's load that they finally came up for air, though Ari still felt the heat of need burning in his chest.

Licking his lips, Jake tried to button his shirt closed but stopped before he reached the top button, contemplating Ari's hungry stare. "Seriously, kitten. Are you okay? You look like you're on drugs." Cupping Ari's cheeks, he drew the tiger's hungry gaze away from his dick, concern written across his muzzle.

"You smell so damn good." Ari pressed in close, burying his face in the wolf's neck and huffing his scent like it was the sweetest perfume in the world. He realized this new effect must have existed while they were in bed, but he'd been too focused on fucking Jake out of his feral need to notice. But fuck, even realizing the wolf's scent was manipulating him didn't quell the fire in his belly. Desperate to bend over and beg, to finger himself shamelessly in hopes of being bred, he stroked Jake's sated cock, dipping his finger into its tip and stroking the shaft from the inside as it renewed its throbbing hardness.

"Bushes. Now." Growling approvingly, the wolf took advantage of Ari's amorous behavior, standing and leading the purring feline toward a nearby thicket. Bending Ari over against a tree, he dragged the tiger's pants down to his knees, baring his eager cock and revealing the slick mess Ari made of the inside of his pants. "Fuck, babe. I don't know if I can hold back. I'll try not to knot you." Tugging Ari's pants down and flinging the tiger's shirt to the side, he followed suit, spreading Ari's butt and drooling a thick layer of saliva to coat it.

"I don't give a shit, fuckin' breed me. Knot me, fucking ruin my ass, just fucking do it." Lifting his tail and panting, the tiger spoke in a hoarse whisper, his voice husky from the rough treatment his throat received. Tail hiked, thrashing from side to side and curling at the tip as his hole puckered and clenched as if milking a phantom cock; he pushed back, desperate to be filled.

Taking hold of Ari's tail, Jake pulled him down onto all fours, hunching over his back and running his paws over striped cheeks. As his cock pierced the tiger's hole, sliding to the root with the aid of drooling pre, he groaned, muffling his voice with a mouthful of Ari's shoulder and digging his teeth into the tiger's muscle. Taking a moment to savor Ari's upturned ass, he slapped his heavy balls against the tiger's, his hips taking on a desperate rhythm that grew wetter with every push.

Bracing himself against the nearby tree as Jake brutalized his hole, Ari shoved backward, his moans trailing into quiet growling purrs that vibrated through his entire body. His stomach, swollen with the wolf's first load, bounced and sloshed, bulging perversely, and his cock flopped with wild abandon, unleashing sticky strings of pre to paint the bark below like musky spiderwebs of desire.

Before long, Jake's thrusts grew erratic, his cock jackhammering hard enough to bring a dull ache to the tiger's innards. Wet slurps filled the air, and Ari could feel the trickle of arousal rolling down his balls to the dirt below, slicking his hole for that increasingly insistent knot. With one final, hard shove, he popped in, still thrusting what little he could as Ari's arms gave way, his body only supported by their tie as his stomach swelled further, nearly grazing the ground. His cock unleashed its approval, slickening the muddy ground further with streaks of white that barely missed his fur, and finally, he felt the fog lift from his brain.

"Shit. Got a bit carried away." Jake's voice drifted from Ari's back with self-satisfied pants as he tugged at Ari's hole, both paws pushing at the tiger's cheeks. "Fuck, babe, you don't want me to pull out, do you? Relax, or we might get caught."

Bearing down with a grunt, Ari tried his best to expel Jake's knot, gripped by the sudden fear of being caught. What the fuck came over him? He felt like a slutty bottom in a club grinding on a random dick. The last thing he remembered without a fuzzy, lust-induced curtain blocking out everything but pleasure and Jake's body was his shirt opening and those perfect, moist pecs blasting his face with unfiltered wolf scent. Musk was always his favorite scent, but somehow this was different. Less of a suggestion and more of a demand, as though his body refused to resist.

With a wet pop, Jake's cock flopped free, accompanied by a flood of cum from the overstuffed tiger's hole. Falling backward on his ass, he landed just shy of the mud puddle their fluids created, leaning his head back and patting Ari's ass. "That was hot. It almost felt like our first time." Inspecting the tiger's shaking, overfucked body, he scratched his stomach, his dick still dripping an obscene contribution to the mess.

"Clothes back on. I think that wine might have changed more than your body." Holding his nose to prevent the third load of wolf cum from permanently ruining the abs he worked so hard for, Ari grimaced, squatting and holding his overfilled stomach as the wolf's jizz dripped out of him in sloppy spurts. Hopefully, cum was good for trees because this one's roots were going to be SOAKED. "It's like your pores are oozing boner pills in liquid form. Fucked my head up."

"Hmm? Sounds like the plot of a great porno." Chuckling, Jake tugged his pants up most of the way and retrieved his shirt, buttoning it with shaking paws as his cock pulsed angrily, only now starting to retreat into his sheath. Contemplating it for a moment, he stood, politely aiming away from the tiger as he let loose a steaming stream of piss to water one of the bushes.

Spending a few minutes leaning against the tree, shaking with the afterglow and watching his stomach shrink, Ari finally managed to pull his pants up, his cum-glazed rump squishing wetly against his underwear. Thankfully he wore boxers today. The cloth would absorb most of the excess and prevent him from looking like he pissed himself.

"We'll have to ask if there's a way to cut back on how sexy you smell." Brushing leaves from his sweater, Ari pulled it back over his head, shuddering as the fabric teased his cold-stiffened nipples. "Or else, I might try to suck your dick at all times, come Summer." It wasn't an exaggeration; the slightest whiff of the wolf's thankfully covered body already had his body begging for more, his prostate practically vibrating with need.

"Or we could embrace it. It's hot to fuck where we could get caught. Almost like I'm claiming you in front of people and telling them they can't have you." Finally maneuvering his sheath back into his jeans and carefully zipping it up without the buffer of underwear to keep his pubic fur from snagging, the wolf stuck out his tongue. Throwing his arms around Ari, he rubbed his paw over the tiger's full stomach, teasing the bulge of the tiger's liquid breakfast.

"Well, I can't deny it was hot as hell." Chewing his lower lip in thought, Ari leaned into his fiance's touch. "I'm not sure I like that it forces me to lose control, though. Maybe if it were a small push instead of throwing me over a cliff into desperate slut territory." Still, his tail curled into a question mark as he thought about it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to bend over more publically. Maybe Jake could piss on him while he pawed off and- Fuck, there it was again. The creeping fog of sexual suggestion took over his brain for a moment until he shook his head, clearing the mental cum-cobwebs from his brain. They needed to get to The Big Spoon before Ari pulled his pants down and begged Jake to fuck him again.

Using the walk to the restaurant to distract himself, Ari squeezed Jake's hand, his eyes wandering sideways to watch the slow up and down of the wolf's chest, jiggling gently with every step. Was Ari as bouncy as Jake was? No wonder the wolf constantly wanted to bite his chest. Those things were dangerously attractive. He could lose hours worshipping them with his- Fuck. Was this a mistake? If they couldn't fix Jake's sexy stink, there was no way in hell the tiger could function normally.

Unfortunately, cum didn't pay the rent. Maybe Ari could create an OnlyFurs account if he couldn't work, but how long would that be before it gained momentum? Would he even be able to edit and post videos with a cock buried in him? Probably not.

"Babe? We're here?" Poking Ari's nose as the distracted tiger switched between inwardly worrying and lusting over the wolf's body, Jake pointed at the restaurant's entrance. "Damn, you're right; this will be a real problem. You're like a horny zombie."

Ari was about to answer when a familiar face appeared at the restaurant's entrance. The elephant that shooed them from the restaurant and gave them free food looked them up and down, his trunk curled, and an eyebrow cocked. "Uh, what do I owe this pleasure? We're not open yet if you wanted to ask about reservations, and from the looks of it, you two still haven't recovered from your first visit.

"Sorry about the tablecloth," Jake said sheepishly, stepping forward. "I- We were wondering if maybe you knew a way to make all of this permanent. I know it's strange, but I like the changes your wine caused. I didn't know something like this was possible." Indicating his body, Jake squeezed Ari's paw as if silently adding a world of other reasons.

"Hmm. Well, I suppose you could talk to the creator. He's a bit much, but he'd be able to explain anything related to physical changes more than I can. All I know about that weird juju shit is that it's a pain in my ass. The gimmick brings in so many customers that we can't stop selling it, though." Sighing, the elephant opened the door wide. Pointing a thick grey finger behind the bar, he continued. "He should be back there tinkering with something or the other. Be polite, and he should help you. Good luck."

Soon it became apparent what the elephant meant. Past the bar, where Ari would expect the kitchen to be, there was what looked like a witch's lair from a children's storybook. The only thing missing from the messy mass of glass beakers, strange ingredients, and the collection of random herbs was a bubbling cauldron and a cackling witch threatening to eat cubs.

"If you're here to complain, go bitch at the waitstaff. It's not my fault they keep giving people the wrong shit." An irritable voice floated from a few feet away as a neon pink unicorn flounced into view, their extremely feminine build and excessively tight, gothic clothes at odds with a masculine voice and coarse demeanor. Gliding through the room and taking pinches of herbs and other ingredients, he mixed them in a beaker, then dumped the contents into an open wine bottle, slapping a label on it and setting it carefully next to several identical bottles.

Finding his voice finally with the mixed melange of herbal scents to free his nose from Jake's musk, Ari cleared his throat. "No. We wanted to ask you something. Is your product only temporary, or is there a way to extend its effects?" Placing his arm around Jake's shoulders, Ari flashed a sheepish smile. "You've made our relationship even better, and we don't want to go back."

"Oh, yeah? Well, isn't that a ray of fuckin' sunshine? First time I've heard anything but bitching about these happy little accidents. Even the ugliest fucker gets mad when his stupid face gets rearranged." Showing interest, the sailor-mouthed unicorn floated over, zeroing in on Jake with an analytical eye. "Drank a bottle of tiger, I take it? Usually, you'd see a more feline silhouette, but you seem relatively canine still. Let me guess, barbed dick, sandpaper tongue, or a weird purr? Shit's random as fuck."

"Something like that." Jake endured the unicorn's prodding fingers, holding Ari's hand as his tail wagged behind him. He was probably excited by the prospect of a solution to their unique problems and eager to start his new life as the hybrid he'd become. Suddenly, Ari was struck by how happy he was that the canine's tail hadn't changed. Those cute little wags were so damned endearing.

"Hmm. 'Kay. So, you need to know. This shit's not just wine if you can't tell. It's a sort of modified love potion. I changed it so that instead of causing intense attraction toward the first person you meet, it makes you all fuckin' giddy and lovie-dovie. Like worry-free drugs meant to make even the flabbiest fuck seem like the man of your dreams for a night. Unfortunately, the recipe's different for every species, and drinking the wrong one tries to correct your species to fit the potion."

Hand on his chin, the eccentric unicorn contemplated Jake, mumbling to himself. Raising his voice after a moment, he addressed Ari. "His sweat makes you want to fuck him into the ground, right? That's the potion mixing with his sweat and dripping from his pores. If we make this permanent, that'll continue, plus it'll affect every goddamn tiger you encounter. Hope you don't want him meeting your parents."

"So we have to settle for temporary fun?" Jake sagged against Ari's side, his tail sinking between his legs. The disappointment was apparent on his face; he looked like a feral dog denied a treat, and Ari could feel his grip tighten.

"Didn't say that." With an oddly terrifying grin, the unicorn twirled a beaker on one finger before continuing. "I'm sure I can mix something up, but there's one caveat. You-" Pointing at Ari, the unicorn offered the beaker to him. "-need to spit in this. That'll limit the love potion effect to you and only you. It should also blunt the effect a bit. Less bitch in heat and more favorite cologne, though sniffing the more concentrated areas will still have quite an effect. Don't sniff his ass in public; you'll be fine."

"However, since magic is a bitch and a half to deal with, there'll be a few side effects. Wolfy'll probably gain a few inches, and you'll have to take your dose to bond with him, so you'll change a bit yourself. Nothing too big. Ears, tongue, dick, maybe tail, eyes, or teeth. A few feline characteristics will become canine. Still interested?"

Gathering a mouthful of saliva, Ari pondered the beaker in his hand. Was this what he wanted? Accepting Jake's changes would be one thing, but risking what made him himself? How far was he willing to go for the sake of love? Thinking it over, he realized he didn't care. He wanted Jake, and he wanted Jake's happiness. Nothing else mattered. Fuck the consequences. Bring on the changes! Spitting in the beaker and handing it back, he pulled the wolf close, scratching behind his ears. "Definitely."

"Okay, that shit's adorable. Invite me to the fuckin' wedding." Winking at the affectionate couple with a knowing smirk and busying himself, plucking herbs and adding unknown materials from jars around the room, the unicorn shook the concoction vigorously, nodding his head as the contents of the glass foamed and glowed. Popping the cork from a nearby bottle of wine, he dumped the beaker into it, resealing it as a flash of color brightened the bottle for a moment, then dulled to nothing.

"Alright. Shake well, then each of you needs to drink half the bottle. If I were you, I'd wait 'til you're at home because this shit'll probably make you fuck like jackrabbits. Love potions n' all." Showing the couple from his witchy lab with a paw on their backs and a weirdly powerful grip, he waved them off, leaning against the doorway. "Remember, if you don't like the shit this caused and try to come back here to bitch, I can turn you both into frogs. Live with it."

On their way out of the restaurant, Jake twirled Ari's tail through his fingers, leaning against the tiger's side. "It's so sweet of you to change for me. I'll make it up to you, I promise. We'll try everything you ever wanted to do with me. Nothing's off limits."

"I'll hold you to that." Ignoring the rising need to bury his face in Jake's crotch, Ari focused on the bottle in his hands, cradling it to his chest. It was strange, but it somehow felt more meaningful than the wolf's marriage proposal. By drinking it together, they'd give themselves to each other in a more profound way. The idea excited and terrified Ari in equal parts, but he knew one thing. He wanted to be with Jake forever.

Distracted by thoughts of growing old with his wolf by his side, Ari barely noticed when they arrived at their front door, watching the potion slosh against the inside of the bottle. Cradling it like a priceless artifact, he gently placed it on the coffee table, sitting in front of it on the couch and snapping out of his daydreams as Jake plopped next to him.

"Should probably be naked for this, shouldn't we?" Jake held Ari's hand, looking almost as nervous as the tiger. "I don't want to burst out of your clothes, and you might tear them off with your teeth anyway." Without waiting for an answer, he started to strip, peeling off his jeans and revealing his still damp and cum-slicked sheath. His shirt followed, and he breathed a sigh of relief as sweat dripped from his muscles, intensifying the magical musk steaming from him.

"Yeah. Naked." Greedy paws twitching with the desire to grab Jake's sheath and release his cock, Ari followed suit, stripping off his clothes and tossing them in a haphazard pile in the corner of the room. His dick, still aching from his last orgasm, sprang to attention, flopping against his stomach with a pre-dripping slap. Before his body could distract him from his task, he gathered up the wine bottle, using one sharp claw to pop the cork and downing half the tingling potion.

Following suit, Jake moved to straddle Ari's waist, embracing him after emptying the bottle down his throat. His breath still laced with the sweetness of wine and the bitter aftertaste of whatever the unicorn's potion contained, he leaned in, kissing Ari with gentle passion mounting in his every movement.

Heat spread from Ari's stomach as they slowly undulated, the wolf's cock smearing over his and its barbs catching against sensitive flesh, sending tingling pleasure through him. As the warmth spread, the cloudy neediness left, replaced by a different sort of hunger, more manageable but far more demanding.

The intense heat spread, infusing itself through his body, gathering in his maw, the top of his head, and in his cock. Though far less sweeping than Jake's changes, the canine additions to Ari's anatomy brought no less joy.

First, he felt his tongue lengthening into a slobbery canine ribbon, growing deeper into Jake's mouth and smothering his with dripping, silken excess. Growling with a need to use his new appendage, the tiger reached up, dragging the wolf closer and tonguefucking his throat, reveling in the groans he ripped from the sensitive wolf.

Next, Ari's ears lengthened, losing their signature curve and gaining fluffy points identical to Jake's. With their change, his ears grew more sensitive, taking in more of the sloppy glide of their dripping shafts and the soft whine in Jake's breaths. If he focused intently, he could hear Jake's heartbeat growing faster with every hump.

Finally, amid sticky grinds and sweating humps, Ari's cock began to lengthen, gaining a few inches. With the added length, his barbs disappeared, and his cock took on a decidedly more canine appearance, his knot gaining size even as a bulge appeared above it. Shooting a high-pressure squirt of pre to festoon Jake's sweaty fur, his cock gained a second knot above the first, pulsing with the same vigor as his first and aching to bury itself between the wolf's cheeks.

Jake's transformation was less drastic. Filling out ever so slightly, he grew a few inches before Ari's eyes, his fur growing shaggier as he pulled away from their kiss to moan aloud, dripping drool down his chest. With each passing second, he looked more like a movie werewolf, with swollen muscles, sharp teeth, and feral fur. Even his feet changed to fit the aesthetic, losing their flatter, more conventional appearance and lengthening into digitigrade paws tipped with sharp claws.

Taking a moment to savor each other's transformations amid passionate grinding, they panted in unison. Finally, crashing together like two trains on a collision course, they twisted up in each other's grasp, wrestling with messy cocks dueling. Growling, snapping teeth melted into rough, desperate kisses and sloppy tongues until Ari managed to pin the amorous wolf to the coffee table, sweeping his paw across it to clear clutter.

Tail sweeping in joy, Jake spread himself for Ari's body, soft thighs welcoming feline hips. Tilting his head to the side, he revealed his neck in a show of submission, his massive hybrid cock slapping between his pecs as his hole, still puffy and clenching, beckoned to the tiger, demanding to breed. Foot paws teasing the tiger's face, he wiggled his bubble butt, his chest heaving with bouncing muscle.

Slotting his cock into the puffy grandeur of the wolf's hole, Ari slurped into yielding depths, still soft and stretched from their morning activities. Gripping the wolf's legs like handholds, he buried his face in the silky soft pads at the bottom of Jake's new paws, his sloppy canine tongue coating them in glistening drool. Taking advantage of its newfound length to slurp the appendage between toes, tasting the wolf's sweat with a shudder, he humped desperately, stirring slick insides with every shove and growing closer to pushing the first of his two knots past the wolf's ring with every shove.

Meeting every rough shove with a tight clench, Jake whimpered his pleasure, his tongue lolling and his claws digging into the wood below him, leaving shredded trails. Like a bitch in heat, he seemed to beg for more with every motion of his body, demanding Ari's knots with unspoken desire.

Not one to disappoint, Ari slammed his first knot past the wolf's hole, ruining it with a heavy stretch and tapping his balls against the base of the wolf's tail with each desperate thrust, his second, bigger knot still woefully bare without hot wolf ass to massage it. Working his knot in and out of the whining wolf, he tried to remedy that, snarling as his thrusts took on a rougher rhythm, popping his first knot free only to bury it again. Finally, accompanied by Jake's yelp of approval, he hilted himself, tying himself to the wolf's ass with both of his bulbous knots and stretching him further than ever before.

More. Ari needed more. Growling in frustration as he humped what little length he could into the wolf's hole, Ari hunched over him, abandoning his tongue's exploration of sweaty feet for a mating bite. With his chest pressed firmly against the wolf's and his balls sagging against the wolf's upturned plush ass, Ari tugged cruelly, slurping himself free until only his tip remained within the wolf's gaped, ruined hole. Slamming himself home again and delighting in the softening resistance around his cock, he popped himself back to the root, slamming his hips in a brutal rhythm that threatened to collapse the wood beneath them.

Incoherent but just as desperate as Ari was, the wolf clung to the rutting tiger, limbs wrapped around his musculature, taking every bit of punishment as if being Ari's cocksleeve was his life's calling. Yelps, whines, and moans mixed into a cacophony of pleasure, while his cock sat, untouched, smashed between muscles and so hard that Ari could have mistaken it for a baseball bat.

Snarling, Ari put his weight into his last thrusts, the table creaking below them as he pounded toward a white-hot orgasm that threatened to blank his mind. Wood gave away, leaving him to fuck the wolf silly in a pile of broken splinters and destroyed furniture. He barely noticed, his cock heaving as creamy tiger essence blasted the wolf's innards, swelling his stomach to match the pudgy belly Jake's earlier deposit gave Ari.

Tail thrashing from side to side, Ari closed his eyes, savoring the intense pleasure bursting forth from his fountaining cock, paws gathering the wolf closer as he licked over the indents his teeth left in the wolf's shoulder. Hunger still welled within him, demanding he fuck the day away, but it didn't dictate his every thought, letting him pepper the wolf with affection rather than launching into another rough rut.

"Mmph. We're going to end up spending so much on new furniture. Kitty needs to unleash his inner beast more often. I think that's the closest I've ever come to an anal orgasm without squirting." Stroking Ari's cheek, the blissed-out wolf kissed over Ari's neck, grazing it with his teeth. Cock still rock hard and bouncing in time with his heartbeat, Jake lounged in the broken remnants of their coffee table, stroking down Ari's back until he could cup the tiger's butt.

"Who says I can't go again?" With an amorous growl, Ari humped forward, letting his cock pulse. Still rock-hard and ready to go, he could fire off another few rounds if he wanted to, but he enjoyed the wolf's embrace too much. With slow, teasing thrusts, he captured the wolf's lips in his, drool dripping down his chin from their sloppy, toothy kiss.

First, he needed a moment to recharge. Then Ari would carry the wolf to the bedroom to continue. Hopefully, his changes included a hole that didn't get sore because Ari planned to take advantage of his new cock well into the morning. Maybe if Jake behaved, he'd even get a turn on top.