[Cure] Workin' It
#6 of Cure
It had gotten dark by the time Cole was pulling into the parking lot of the gym, the desert air chilling as the sun set. Walking from his car to the door, he grumbles about having been stuck at work an extra fur hours. As he pulls the door open and he steps into his haven however, the stress melts away as he takes a long breath.
"Nothing like the manly smell of hard work." he sighs as he lets the breath go.
A familiar face sitting behind the desk waves as he walks past. "Evenin' Cole."
"Hey, Matti! How long have I got?"
"For you? All night." The well built Aesian guy said with a laugh and a wink.
"Careful, I might take you up on that." Cole says, punching Matti in the shoulder. "See you in about an hour, just going to knock the bag around."
"Haha....Alright, if that's what they're calling it now."
Cole laughs and walks away from the front desk shaking his head, wondering what he had ever expected to come of that relationship. Working out and having the same taste in men wasn't better for much than the occasional wrestling match getting a bit friskier than necessary and yet...
Throwing his bag down on the locker room bench, he strips off his overalls and heavy shirt and changes into his workout stuff. At least he'd had the sense to get a job that made use of his biggest hobby, his chiseled physique certainly came in handy around the shop. Tossing his stuff into a locker, his spins the tumbler on the lock and clicks it closed.
As he turns Cole feels like someone is watching him but aside from him the room is empty. Shrugging it off, he trots to the training room and gets the heavy bag set up for a round of sparring. He levels one punch at the bag, then another before the feeling of being watched get to be too much for him and he whirls around to confront what would be an empty room.
Except, it wasn't.
Movement above makes him look up and he catches a glimpse of something moving away from the sky light. Cole glances left to the left one and again catches the silhouette of something....huge. Stumbling back as he hears the sound of the clattering against glass, Cole considers the very real possibility that something infected had escaped from the Zone. Before he can think about escaping though, the sound of breaking glass roots him in place.
Tumbling through the shattered skylight something far more muscular than humanly possible falls into the boxing ring, collapsing the structure in the process. Frozen Cole can only watch in horror as a hand emerges from the tangle. A hand covered in fur.
"Fur?"
After a few tense moments, the creature manages to climb out of the ruined ring and reveals itself to be not just impossibly muscled, but purely so just in its existence. Transfixed, Cole could only stare as the realization that standing before him was a seven foot tall wolf man!
Blizzard, for that was the name the wolf had chosen for itself, shakes his head to clear it from the fall and then affixes Cole with a stare that becomes a grin.
"Well, guess that's one way to make an entrance," The light colored wolf says as he swings his arms wide, mimicking a stretch that Cole had been taught to loosen up his shoulders. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to startle you. It's just I'm very...new, guess you could say, to all of this. After all it's only been a few days-"
"What the fuck? What are you?"
"I'm a wolf, silly man. Isn't that obvious?"
Cole is weirdly emboldened by the glib response and edges closer to what has to be a monster, though he finds it harder and harder to call him that. After all, standing before him, absently parroting stretches, was something that could only be called a pinnacle of masculine perfection. The wolf's body was covered with a thick fur that hid finer details, but somehow still accentuated each flex and bulge of muscle underneath; muscle that would take a lifetime to build. With less than an arm's length of distance between them he reaches out to touch the strange creature, compelled almost by the perfection of physique that was only inches from his finger tips.
The wolf strangely does not shy away from the man as fingers brush along his fur. Instead a thrill rushes through him, and he begins to feel his mind traveling to the state he had awoken in. Between his legs, pressure builds as his breathing starts to change. He leans into the man, rubbing his muzzle against the man's chin as he would any other lover.
Cole, finding himself suddenly an object of the wolf's direct attention both panics and exalts. Conflicting thoughts fight in his mind until one triumphs; 'How was I so fortunate so have something drop into my lap like this?' Suddenly, he is being pressed to the wall while paws grasp at his head and something large, throbbing and deep pink hovers before him. Again, the odd but enjoyable compulsion over takes him and he reaches out to stroke the wolf's shaft, his hands sliding along the slick surface. He had seen his fair share of cocks before, but as he strokes the wolf's the feeling of it throbbing against his palm was increasingly intoxicating. Soon he was nipping at it, caressing it with his lips as he toyed with the wolf's absolutely huge furred balls.
Blizzard whimpers appreciatively as Cole's efforts lead him to slowly taking the wolf's cock into his mouth, the head of the massive member just barely fitting. Under his clenching paws he can feel his lovers head throbbing. Fearing that he was hurting the man he shifted his paws. As he moves them away though, he gasps as ears start poke out from the human's hair. Slowly, more of his cock is consumed as Cole's mouth stretches out into a muzzle until his entire phallus has been enveloped by the changing man's new maw. With a twitch he feels his balls clench and his cock throbs, sending burst after burst of cum down his lover's throat.
With a startled yelp Blizzard finds himself on his back as Cole pushes the him over. At first he is terrified by the position, but as his lover's much more lupine form kneels over him the feeling subsides. With each breath Cole's body ripples, muscles beginning to bulge further and further. Already the former human's musculature matched the wolf's and it showed no signs of slowing in its increase.
Cole finds himself feeling more alive than ever as his transformed shaft presses against the wolf, trying to gain entry. In a quick jerk, he slips inside and almost instantly comes. The wolf's anus is by far the best he'd ever had, velvety and yet tight in just the right spot. Grasping the wolf's cock in his shifting paw he begins to slide back and forth as he works the canine's shaft at the same time hoping to keep him hard. Before he has even gone five stokes though, the wolf comes for a second time, spraying a fountain of ropey spunk over both of them. He still doesn't soften though and Cole doesn't relent in his attack. If anything, the changing man speed as more and more becomes wolfish, pulling out his urge to dominate the other just slightly smaller canine.
As Blizzard continues to buck in almost tortured orgasm he can feel his body heating up like before, like it did in the lab when he first changed. Then, without warning his cock doubles, then triples in girth and length. Dutifully almost, Cole wraps his muzzle around the improved member, his recently elongated mouth just managing to accommodate the other canine. The change however doesn't stop there, it becomes a wave of growth that flows outward, making both wolves' whole bodies burn and expand.
With each stroke in mouth and ass, both find themselves just a little bigger, their muscles seeming to pulse in time with their thrusts. The growth inevitably spurs more vigorous movement from the two muscle fanatics and the movement more growth. In no time at all the canines manage surpass even the wildest dreams of the most aspiring spartan. Now easily eight feet tall, each was worth at least two of David, Achilles or even Hercules.
Rolling so that Blizzard was on top, the canines crash into each other their bodies continuing to expand under the onslaught of pleasure, until, with one final higher wail, both came again. Cole's balls tighten and his cum coats Blizzard's insides, his cock continues to erupt until long after the goo runs down his shaft and balls. On top, Blizzard's shaft reacts in much the same way, the pillar of male power painting the darker wolf's chest and face with rope after rope of thick spunk. The light colored wolf's eyes roll into the back of his head and he falls backwards off into space and his still engorged phallus intermittently spurting off another shot.
In what feels like a few minutes later Cole wakes up. Looking around he notices the entire room drips with white. He tries to stand, but is jumped by someone else. He catches a glimpse of their canine face before they pin him to the floor with their huge paws and press their own impressively huge member to his ass.
"You're going to have to clean all of this up you know." they growl with a familiar accent.
"You too Matti?"
"What can I say?" the second former human says as he slides his dog cock into Cole's expectant anus. "Except that this party had better not be over yet..."
Afterthoughts:
Featuring ColePepper75670 and pokemonbreeder18.
Also, you know you've been hitting the literature books too hard when you start using allusion in smut.