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Worm Thing, Part one, by AnotherAperson

Adrian's nausea retreated as two men tied him to a chair. The two canines used thick, synthetic leather to bind his chest and neck. The horseman felt a wave of sickness as it moved around his stomach and around the back of the chair. Pairs of hands tied it, then moved back to his front. The motion made him want to vomit, but they didn't stop.

The bigger one of the pair moved to hold his arms and tie them to the armrests, while another, smaller canine worked at his legs. He could feel the smaller one's hands struggling. They looked too small for the dark material he held in his hand. The other one took over.

Adrian averted his eyes. They looked so far away, down at his feet. Their limbs were too long. They were too bright and moved too fast and too slow. They seemed to get bigger and brighter as they worked.

Someone has drugged me, Adrian mused, closing his eyes. This wasn't like him to be held down like this. He tugged dumbly on his arms. They didn't respond, and the effort made him uncomfortable.

Fingers ran down his snout. Adrian moved eyelids like boulders and tried to make sense of the whirlpool outside.

The canines were wrapping a harness around his jaw. He tried whispering and found his mouth couldn't open. The pairs of hands moved across his chest and back, adding more and more restraints. Another bond kept his thighs down and wrapped around the seat of the chair. Adrian couldn't move at all. His limbs felt so very far away now.

The smaller one stood up from between his legs. For a moment Adrian saw his eyes through the haze until he turned and moved away. He squinted in the direction as the vision faded. It seemed as though the canine disappeared through distance. He closed his eyes again, resigned to the chair and all the strange happenings around him.

What dimension is this? Is this the afterlife? A dream? He listened to footsteps and reasoned they couldn't be angels. The alternative was that this was hell. Or, he's drugged. Adrian couldn't tell which was worse.

...

The grey wolf hunkered by the chair, making sure for the third time that the dumb horse couldn't escape. James didn't think anything would be able to break out, nothing ever had, but Adrian was pure muscle. It certainly wasn't his brains that had got him chosen for the experiment.

Now frozen in the chair, he looked like an ancient sculpture. The curves of his body pushing through the leather that covered and held him. Nothing tense, but everything is still tightly rounded and defined across his body. For Adrian, the harness became a skin.

James wondered if he should get heavier restraints. Something metallic that wouldn't be worn down and unclean. Then again, that isn't what he should be worrying about. If anything goes wrong, it would be thanks to Alex.

Sighing, he stood up and brushed the dirt off his trousers and lab coat. He took out his glasses from his left pocket, and the fox came into focus across the room.

...

Alex stood and played with the TV remote. On the screen, he flipped through menus, checked the settings, colour aspect ratios, screen resolutions and channels. He stopped looking at the screen and just started pushing buttons, flipped the TV back on after pressing the power button.

He hadn't once used it for the experiment, but this wasn't the best time to reveal that. James probably already suspected, and it was best not to give him anything concrete.

He sighed and turned around. James stared right back at him with arms folded. His face creased almost into a snarl until he lifted his hand and rubbed his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but Alex beat him to it.

"Thank you, I can take it from here."

The wolf flashed his teeth in displeasure and growled under his breath.

"You better not fuck this up."

He dipped his head, then left through a door to his left. The fox listened to his footsteps receding down the hallway.

He waited until it was silent until he followed him through the door. It was empty going both ways, and even here he heard nothing. Satisfied, he closed the door and came to the centre of the room and undid his belt. He slid off his trousers and pants and began picking at the buttons on his shirt, soon adding it to the pile. No one was going to ruin his fun today.

...

Adrian opened his eyes. The room had stopped spinning. He could see they were in a lab of sorts, with scientific equipment and boxes lining the walls and floor. All around the chair was empty space. It sat in the middle of the square space, with plenty of walking room surrounding it in each direction. Light streamed down at regular intervals and held everything in a sterile white.

Adrian could see the fox in front of him, now standing nude and clutching items to his chest. He dropped them to the floor and pulled up a chair close to Adrian, close enough for the horse to smell his earthy scent, and see the glisten of his eyes framed in fur.

Even in this position, Adrian could tell he was tiny. He stood at around half his height, his ears adding precious inches at the top. He seemed all fluff and bones under even more orange fluff, and it seemed to widen as you glanced down. A thin frame but wide hips and thighs, and a long tail that rested on the armrest of his chair.

Further down, he could see the V-shape that drew his eyes to the fox's penis. It only stood a mere three inches, although it was endowed with a large knot at its base. It glowed red with energy, but nonetheless looked pathetic compared to Adrian's, as he was larger when soft.

Still, he was the one tied to a chair and unable to speak.

He lifted his snout upwards, realising he was staring. He focused his eyes on the pile of clothes thrown across a desk and spied the ball of orange from the corner of his eye. Alex smirked and ran one arm down the horse's chest.

"Adrian, you may not have realised, but I'm here to punish and play with you. You understand? You'll have to nod; I can barely hear you. Nobody will be able to hear you. Not even I can make out what you're trying to tell me. Even if you did, this entire compound is secluded, buried deep in the woods. Make as much noise as you want. Feel free to moan in the mask. I won't judge. You've completely... disappeared."

Adrian gave up trying to speak: it just made the fox smile more... He had no way to confirm what he said. They were probably in a town or city somewhere close to where he lived.

_But then again, why would the fox lie? _

Alex let his eyes roam over the horse's body. Even through the leather, he could see Adrian's strong athletic build: large abs and chest pulled taut and defined after years of training. Even his nipples made a dent in the leather, making small hills that the fox's eyes could walk around. He stopped himself from rubbing them and moved downwards.

Across his belly, Adrian's penis flattened under the leather, still standing four inches soft. Below he was treated to the image of his balls, each the size of a tennis ball, each achingly pressed within the suit. Out of everyone, Adrian was the sexiest subject Alex could have got.

Alex came closer without seeming to move. He reached forward with both hands, but stopped himself. He continued to grin, flashing his teeth at the hopeless horse one more time before reaching down for the items. Adrian watched him retrieve a metal tool of some sorts, along with two bottles and a jar. Inside something moved.

"This is going to feel weird. I'm going to need you to relax and just enjoy yourself."

Adrian hadn't noticed this before, but over his crotch was a zip in the leather. The fox pried it open, careful not to catch any of his fur. He reached forward and eased out Adrian's balls and length. It filled Adrian with both relief and fear to watch it sway in the stranger's paws.

Alex used both hands to wrap around it and caress it, almost to steady himself. It was so warm and soft to the touch and felt shaped for his paws. The top flared wider and was marked with a large urethral hole, which the fox couldn't help but lean closer to and press his nose besides. He took one deep sniff, then another. His head began to spin. The deep masculine scents made him shudder and soon pull back. He wiped his mouth of drool and pulled forward again.

Adrian couldn't make sense of it. He had woken up tied to a chair, and now a man was sniffing and licking his length, long strokes trying to taste it all. Long strokes teasing his nerves and leaving trails of saliva and smells across him, and... it felt so good. Was this the drug?

He let his length throb and reach five inches. This couldn't be the drug.

Adrian huffed through the mask and tried rocking his hips. Regardless of how he felt about a man licking his dick, this felt amazing. _This definitely wasn't the drug. _

The fox worked his hands up and down Adrian's dick, putting pressure on the single ribbed section around the centre before moving back and rubbing the head. Alex let his urges get the better of him, he dipped his snout to the horse's balls and gave a long lick between the pair. They rested across his open maw and moulded on his face. Another deep sniff of pure bliss, then moving back up.

His eyes crossed as he saw what had happened at the head. A drop of pre-cum leaked down his penis. Alex licked it up in one smooth motion.

He worked Adrian up and up, teasing his balls and length and making him dribble more and more across himself until he seemed satisfied. He sat back on his chair and savoured the thick saltiness on his tongue. It gave him fantasies of a different scenario, where he just let Adrian out of his restraints, and they fucked for hours around the lab. Where he would swallow and suck and swallow and-

"But then they would definitely notice."

Alex sighed and picked a bottle off the floor before emptying a thick spread of it into his hand. Then, with trained motions, spread it evenly along the horse's length.

The reaction was immediate. Adrian felt his blood rushing. His cock stood on end, growing from five inches to six, seven and soon nine inches. It ached to be touched. Adrian didn't care by what or who, it just needed contact, needed the fox's tongue. He tried rolling his hips, and huffed through the mask. Adrian whined and begged to himself. He really, really needed this.

"I wouldn't get too excited. I don't think you have ever done this before, and it will feel a little... uncomfortable."

He picked up the rod, and it stood at exactly nine inches.

Adrian would've moved, would've screamed, but he was trapped. Just trapped. Trapped watching the fox apply lube to the rod and watching it slip in his fingers. Trapped as the fox grabbed his cock and pulled it towards himself.

Alex lined the rod with his hole and pushed it in, and there was no resistance. The lube and pre got in an inch, then two, then-

Adrian felt more than watched the bump travel across his skin. It caused him to shudder in pleasure as it pushed at him in every direction. This was better than any tongue. It was inside. It pleasured him like no one ever has, and felt his depths and-

The fox's fingers slipped. The rod fell between his fingers and sank the last seven inches into Adrian.

"Hmm!"

He moaned to himself and rocked forward. The rod made him feel so used and helpless. The surrounding leather didn't compare to the invasion he now felt. The fox had just penetrated him, and he was enjoying it!

Alex enjoyed watching him squirm, but this wasn't the best part. He pressed Adrian's penis down until it faced the floor and squeezed. The rod slid out and landed in a pile of lube and pre, leaving the subject gaping wide.

"That wasn't too bad. Maybe you have had experience with that before?"

He picked up the jar and unscrewed its lid.

"You certainly won't have any with this. It's going to make you feel like you never have before."

Adrian looked inside and saw a worm. A black and undulating worm that rolled around in the glass. The creature looked half an inch wide, and to the pair, seemed very alive. It rolled around and around, thickening and thinning, wrapping upon itself multiple times in circles, forming a hole in the middle of the glass. It shimmered with a green and translucent goo, which seemed to lubricate its movement.

The worm knew what was happening. The lid was off. It was time for a new home.

Alex flipped the jar over onto Adrian's penis. He laughed as the worm found purchase and coiled around his length, sitting on the ribbed flesh. Adrian groaned from the stimulation. He felt it working him up as it wrapped and pressed and felt him out. It worked its way down, covered his balls in a thin slime before realising what it was on, and turned around and went for the head.

Alex pulled the chair closer, wanting to see it all. He smelt Adrian's sweat and anxiety across his fur as he struggled in the leather, and it sent him crazy with excitement. He grabbed his own penis and stroked himself erect, and he pulled his chair even closer until they were almost touching.

Still focusing on the worm. He eased out a line of pre that ran down his fingers. He didn't notice and kept stroking, working his hands around his knot and then down to his balls and squeezing.

The worm caused Adrian to throb when it squeezed him. He closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. The worm ran its body along the hole. It lifted its head as if deciding, then leaped at Alex. It landed across his crotch and clutched to his knot between his fingers. Suddenly made it to the tip and ran around looking for-

"Wait, No-"

It pushed its head into his urethra and sank into him.

"Ahh, get off, get off, you're not supposed to- ''

He flailed his hands, trying to grab it, but it was too smooth and fast. It undulated and got its first three inches inside within seconds. As it reached his prostate, the fox screamed in ecstasy and fell off his chair, sending the bottles and their liquids everywhere.

Adrian watched the rest disappear into the fox. Somehow, the worm pushed more and more of its body into the fox's prostate, sending pleasure wracking through his body. The fox screamed. He curled up and sent a spray of watery cum through the air, some landing against Adrian's hooves. The fox tried standing up but slipped on the lubricant, sending his face back against the tiling. His whole body became matted with the bottles as he came again, this time thicker and drooling, his crotch a sticky mess.

Inside him, the worm coiled around and tried to make room in the small space. It found room and tied into a ball, lodging itself inside, preventing any extraction. Satisfied, it secreted more fluid and pushed across the sides. It wanted to make more room for itself. It was going to get bigger.

Alex felt it all and knew there was nothing he could do. He tried pushing at his stomach, but it just caused him to moan. It wasn't getting out. He rested his head on his arm and pushed a few more times before closing his eyes.

He would think of a way in a moment and would think of a way to explain how and why the procedure went wrong, long before the Wolf... The thought disappeared as Alex fell asleep.

...

Down the corridor, James heard the scream and sighed. He had left Alex for ten minutes, and somehow, he had already screwed up. He thought about just leaving him be, maybe putting some headphones on and forgetting about it all. James wished, but still he needed to make sure Alex hadn't damaged the lab.

He strode to the door and went in, expecting the worst.

Out of every way the fox could have screwed up, he didn't think it would be by giving the creature to himself, but that was exactly what the wolf saw. Alex curled up unconscious, and the subject sat watching, frozen in the chair.

He rushed to close the door, and checked the floor to see if any more creatures were about before sighing and rubbing the bridge between his eyes.

"Fucking hell, Alex."

He walked over and shook the fox's shoulder. He didn't react at all, and the researcher stood back up.

Everything in this lab was expensive. Normal lab equipment for most, but to keep everything hidden was taxing. Miles away from civilization, the entire project potentially cost billions to maintain. The years of research and data collection and selective breeding and discovery. And this fox. This stupid fox. If he had accidentally released all the samples, it would have been disastrous, both for himself and the whole project.

James imagined the fox thinking it would be funny to tease the subject. To open each container one at a time to see which elicited the largest reaction, then his fingers losing grip, and the entire thing tumbling down to the floor. All the creatures, billions of dollars' worth of creatures set loose in the lab. It would have been very bad for Alex.

He stopped pacing and gazed back at the fox. He hadn't moved at all and seemed to be in a deep sleep. James began walking again and moved around the puddle and Adrian. He circumnavigated the room a few times. He pulled up the chair off the floor and brushed off the glass, sat down, and bounced his leg, then got back up and shook the fox again, and sat back down.

Sighing, he took his glasses off and cleaned them. The fox still hadn't moved. His dick had pulled back into the sheath, and the whole mass rested in its own mess on the floor.

James focused on it and made up his mind. He knocked the chair over as he left, leaving the pair on their own.

...

Adrian waited twenty minutes in the chair. His penis began to dip down and with it, he found himself beginning to relax. The idea of the worm returning scared him, but not enough to stop him from closing his eyes. The wolf didn't look worried, although he wasn't in a chair.

Adrian's thoughts began to slow down from here, and he fell into a light sleep.

...

James returned and checked the hallway twice more before closing the door and walking in. His knuckles went white as he clutched a tray between his paws. It was layered with jars. Enough so that someone clumsier may have let a few containers slide off. James was too careful.

He walked to the middle of the room between the pair and stood watching Alex for another moment. His knuckles relaxed.

"Whoops."

He let the tray slide between his paws and smash against the floor. Jars landed and fell into splinters, covering the floor in a blanket of glass. Neither one of the pair awoke as James brushed himself off and left the lab.

A lot of the worms died from the fall, but some didn't.

A giant green slug moved between the glass unharmed. It couldn't see Alex, but smelt what he was sleeping in. The creature eased its way over onto his leg and moved upwards. It rushed over the lubricated fur and pried between his legs, and soon found what it was looking for. Alex's ass widely presented itself to empty air until the creature reared its head and pushed its face against it. It didn't take much effort. The slug found quick purchase and dragged its bloated body within. Alex stayed asleep as another soon followed the wet trail into him.

A red jellyfish survived the fall and dragged over to Adrian with hundreds of slender limbs beneath the crown of its head. It used its thousands of limbs to wrap around his length and balls before each pushed into Adrian's urethra, pulling him wider and wider, all until just the crown remained. From the inside, the creature found hand-holds and dragged the rest of itself inside.

The Horse awoke and groaned to realise something was inside him. Pre-cum dribbled in a stream across his front and he held erect. He looked up from his crotch and saw more creatures moving through the sea of glass.

A centipede found his leg and went up; he was a better host than the fox.

Adrian throbbed, hoping to shake it off, but with hundreds of legs it was unstoppable.

Adrian made a puddle in his lap with each intrusion. Multitudes in various shapes and sizes all found one of them and dragged their way inside.

Adrian swore someone should be able to hear him through the mask, yet no one came. The wolf didn't return, and the pair moved in fearful ecstasy. And the creatures below waited.