Only in My Wildest Dreams...or Nightmares
Jacob looked in the full body mirror one last time. He was wearing his favorite green silk dress that came to his knees, black silk thigh-highs, and a pair of two-inch heels. Thankfully, with the wearing of a dress rather than pants he didn't have to try and get his huge balls tucked up to hide them. The kangaroo rat had a matching green bow right at the tuft of fur on his tail, one of his favorite accents to add to an outfit.
He was excited to go to the Macabre Masquerade, the place where once a year no one judge him for dressing like a girl. The night was often filled with music, dancing, food, and fetishes, plus any combination of those things and many others. This year he had even been asked to run a tarot card booth for a little while before the official festivities began
Hence the green rather than black or white. A nice neutral color that would bring furs in for a fortune rather than telling them their death or love life. The rodent smiled at the mirror, loving the picturesque view of himself. He looked like the perfect little mouse girl, masculine features nearly all gone.
Jacob turned and grabbed his hand purse. He went out the front door of his apartment, got into his car and drove off. The sun was getting low in the sky, meaning that people would start to arrive to the masquerade in about two hours. It was a good thing the location was only a short distance away from Jacob's apartment. He needed time to set up his table, after all.
The rodent pulled up into the circle in front of the mansion where the Masquerade was held every year. As he got out a male tiger approached him, wearing nothing but a bow tie and black silk boxers. Jacob licked his lips lightly at the sight of the male fur's package bulging and how the silk shaped around it to give it a pleasant glimmer in the soft light.
"May I help you m'lady?" the tiger said with a straight face and unblinking eyes. Jacob smiled, happy that he was at least convincing.
"Why yes please," he said said, opening the trunk to reveal a small folded up table and a black plastic bag.
"Ah, the master told us to anticipate your arrival. I shall carry your things and show you to your working location. I shall send another to park your car," the servant tiger said, a sense of intrigue sprinkling his voice like rainbow colored jimmies.
The tiger effortlessly picked up the items and led the way up the set of concrete stairs and through a large set of doors. As they entered the main hall, Jacob gazed around, still floored by the beautiful building, even if it he had been here before. He stumbled slightly, the heel of his shoe getting caught on a small piece of marble. The tiger stopped and turned to him.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. Just got a little distracted," Jacob said, trying to keep his eyes on the tiger walking ahead of him.
Which wasn't as hard as he thought it would, be. The tiger had a nice ass, all told, and his tail swished at a very seductive and welcoming tempo. Stripes peaked out from the edge of his boxers, making the rodent wonder how many of those he had under there.
A girl rabbit with large breasts and dressed solely in a thong and corset opened a dark wooden door. She murred at the tiger as he walked by before looking over Jacob with a critical eyes, as if trying to evaluate the competition. The rodent flashed her a smile, as if to say she had the right to worry. She turned her head away with a small 'humph' making Jacob giggle slightly.
The door shut behind them, the rabbit staying on the outside. The tiger continued to walk across the room to the side with the windows. He put down the bag and moved to set up the table.
"What was her problem?" Jacob asked the tiger, who was currently bent over, silk boxers taught against his ass.
The tiger shrugged, standing back up straight and turning to the kangaroo rat. He took a step forward before stopping.
"I think I have done all I could, please call if you need more assistance," he said, starting to walk past Jacob. The rodent sighed and dropped his head, quickly distracted from his woes by a wrinkle in his dress that he quickly began to try and smooth it out.
Jacob sat behind his table as furs, scales, and feathers began to filter in through the doors. In the distance he could see the big-boobed rabbit opening and closing the door between masked visitors. The talking became louder and louder, but the room absorbed the sound, making it less obtrusive as he looked at his cards through the eye holes of his sparkling green mask.
Two furs began to walk towards his table, their masks fully covering their faces. Jacob glanced them over, only being able to tell that they were feline from their ears. One was much shorter than the other and the shorter one stayed a step behind. A master and slave pairing, the kangaroo rat mused.
"What fantastic entertainment they have set up for us this year," the larger feline spoke. He glared at Jacob, his slitted eyes peering through the mask. "Would you care to do a reading for my pet here?"
"Certainly," Jacob said, looking to the smaller feline. The rodent gestured him forward and the smaller feline stepped forward and sat in the seat.
"So what can I tell you tonight?" Jacob asked, holding out his tarot cards.
The feline leaned over the table as he placed his left hand on the cards and spoke softly. Jacob glanced at the feline's master as he began to speak.
"I want to know what is going to happen to me tonight," the feline pet said.
Jacob nodded, withdrew his cards, and put them down to his left. He drew the top card and left it face down to his right. The kangaroo rat nimbly drew one out from the center and placed that one down in the same fashion next to the first one. He finally grabbed a card from the bottom of the power and put it down on the left.
"This first one is your past, or what has happened to you so far tonight," Jacob said as he flipped over the card. "It is the Ill-Dignified Eight of Swords. This says that you have been depressed tonight, or perhaps even longer. Have you been trying to move away from your problems rather than face them?"
The feline said nothing, but his eyes became sullen. The master who stood behind him had his eye glimmering and Jacob could tell he was smiling under his mask. The rodent smiled and flipped over the middle card.
"This one is your present. It is the Upright Wheel of Fortune. Change and good luck is happening to you. Perhaps you master has some good news for you or you have resolved a dark issue from your past that will allow you to fully live."
The smaller feline's eyes looked a little brighter and his ear twitched slightly. Jacob moved his hand to the last card to flip it over.
"Interesting," the rodent said under his breath. "Upright Death. The beginning of new life. Matched with the Upright Wheel of Fortune it means that your time has come full circle and you should be able to continue with life as you wish."
Jacob looked up at the bigger feline and noticed that his eyes were bright and calculating. He hoped that the cards meant as good fortune as he interpreted for this little feline before him.
"Thank you, madame," the master spoke. "I shall send over one of my friends to see you. I think he would find your readings most amusing. And you quite enchanting."
The little feline nodded his head and stood up from the table, leaving Jacob there a bit astounded. He watched as the two went off and mingled with others. Or more appropriately, the master spoke and the pet stood behind him, pretending to listen. The rodent sighed and wished for such a relationship.
He wasn't give much time to ponder this thought though, as another came up to his table and sat down. Jacob looked the male over, this time a bull with very sculpted muscles. His mask only covered his nose and eyes, being a rich gold color. Jacob blinked, feeling slightly frightened by the fur in front of him. How exhilarating!
"I would like a reading," the bull said, his voice deep and hoarse, making Jacob's fir stand on end.
"O-of course," the rodent said, only now realized how small he was. He shuffled the cards, putting the other three back in random order. His eyes never left the bull's, though.
"What can we look into for you tonight?"
"I wouldn't mind a look under that dress of yours," the bull said, "Cross dressers as good as yourself are rare. And hot."
Jacob's mouth dropped open at the comment. While he was shocked, his mind still went directly to the thought of being bare to this magnificent creature before him. He put his cards down, folding his paws on the table.
"That may be able to be arranged. What do you like to do?"
"I like to grant people's wishes. Not the basic ones, but the darkest most hidden wishes that they attempt to hide from themselves," the bull said, eyes sparkling through the mask.
Jacob shifted in his seat, suddenly reminded of his huge balls that were forever in the way. He winced slightly as they were pinched slightly. The kangaroo rat picked the top card from the deck and looked it over carefully.
"Knight of Cups. Upright. A symbol of change and excitement," the rodent whispered.
"Be my pet and I can promise it will be an exciting change for you," the bull said, leaning in, "I'll find you once the festivities really begin. Think about it until then."
He stood up and left, just for another to take his place. Jacob shook his head, bringing himself back to the here and now rather than where ever he just was. The avian that had sat down looked at him quizzically. The rodent smiled at him and shuffled the cards once more before beginning to do the series of readings.
The customers dropped off as more people began to enter. Jacob could tell the groups that were forming. He eagerly awaited the start of the festivities and the chance to join in with the group of cross dressers that were already gathering.
Then, he remembered what the bull had said. The kangaroo rat looked around the grand room, searching for the bull that had made the proposition of filling his most hidden of secrets. Jacob bowed his head when he realized that the muscular bull had was no where to be found.
"Looking for someone?" said a slightly familiar deep voice from behind Jacob. The small rodent jumped and turned to come face to chest with the massive bull.
"Um, well, yeah," he said, a blush forming under his fur.
The bull put a hoof on his head and stroked tenderly. Jacob sighed at the touch and looked up at the mystery fur before him, blinking his big feminine eyes.
"I'm Jacob," he muttered.
"No," the bull said firmly, "You are my slave for the night and shall be regarded as so."
Jacob's mind whirled at the thought of being someone's slave. Yet, his body mindlessly nodded at the bull, slipping seamlessly into the thought process of a complete subordinate. The bull smirked.
"You shall just call me master."
"Yes, master, of course."
The bell chimed, signaling the official start of the masquerade. Jacob packed up his cards into their pouch. As he moved to fold up the cloth that was draped over the table, his new master put a hoof on his shoulder.
"Don't worry about it. I have arranged for it to be packed and put into your car for you."
"Thank-you master," Jacob said with a slight bow.
"Come, I will show you my room and fulfill the other part of your desire," he said, walking off. Jacob followed him, heels clacking against the tiles. He felt almost as if he was tied to his master, compelled to follow him without question. Was this how that feline felt?
No, the feline was saddened by his attachment to his master. Jacob, on the other hand, was enthralled. He was looking forward to his time with the bull, even if it was only one night.
The same busty rabbit opened the door for the bull and the rodent, making a sour face at Jacob. He inwardly smirked, happy with himself for making the rabbit upset after the way she had acted earlier. The bull lead him to the stairs and then upwards. As they reached the top of the grand stair case, the bull turned to Jacob, eyes quite serious.
"This is the last chance you have to turn back," he said.
"No, master, I will continue to follow you."
The bull smiled and pulled out a collar and leash from his pocked. He put it one Jacob and the little rodent could see the growing bulge beneath his master's pants. Before he could realize what was happening, the bull was walking backwards and pulling the kangaroo rat along.
They passed a few doors before the bull once again stopped and opened a door that was made of dark oak. As he entered the room, he flipped on the lights and Jacob saw that all the furniture was of the same dark oak color of the door.
"Take off your dress," the bull said.
"Y-yes master," he stammered out, paw reaching behind him to grab at the zipper on his back. It fell off his small body as he unzipped it, leaving him to stand in only his green silk thigh highs. The kangaroo rat watched his master's tongue lick slowly around his muzzle making him more self-aware of his position. The bull pulled the leash towards him, drawing Jacob closer and closer to himself.
"So you want these gone?" the bull asked quietly. His cool hooves massaged Jacob's large balls making the rodent moan ever so lightly.
"Yes master, that would be my greatest hidden dream."
"But they are so sensitive. I'm quite sure they make you feel good when someone sucks on them," the bull half asked.
"I wouldn't know, master, no fur, scale or feather has ever wanted to."
"Really? Despite the fact that they clearly compensate for your rather small dick?"
"Yes master," Jacob said, eyes wide with pleasure. His balls did provide a great amount of pleasure, but not as much as his cross dressing adventures.
The bull grabbed Jacob's balls roughly, tugging and pulling them in all sorts of directions. The rodent cried out in pain, yelling master so it echoed through the room. The bull smirked at his slave's discomfort, pulling hard one more time. Jacob fell to his back, the skin stretching as the bull continued to hold on to his sack.
The bull pulled Jacob across the floor and over to the bed by nothing but his balls, making them stretch to their max. He then lifted the little rodent up and threw him onto the bed, making the mattress creak and bounce. Jacob winced, tears streaming down his face and off the tip of his nose, matting his fur as they went.
"Are you still sure?"
"Yes master. I want them gone, master. Wouldn't master agree that I would be much prettier without them?"
The bull thought for a moment before bending his head down and taking the massive, swollen, red balls into his mouth and sucking. Jacob blinked the tears of of his eyes, confused as to what was happening. He felt his master's light tug on his sack, and it was considerably less painful than the actions from before. So much less painful than before that he eventually felt nothing, any pain was gone.
"Master? May I sit up, my master?" the kangaroo rat asked, moving to prop himself up on his elbows.
"Mno," the bull said, lifting his head. Jacob could see that his mouth was full, but with what?
"Master?"
The bull spit out what was in his mouth, the objects landing in his hoof. Jacob heard the plop and couldn't resist sitting up. What he saw, though, surprised him. He sat there, staring at his balls that were now in his master's hoof. He closed his eyes and fell back on the bed.
His master laughed lightly, standing up and placing the large balls on his side table before climbing onto the bed. He grabbed the leash that was attached to Jacob and hooked it into a ring that was on the wall. He took Jacob's hips and flipped him over on to his stomach.
"Now for my payment," the bull said.
The kangaroo rat blinked, unsure of what was about to happen or what the payment would be. The answer was give quickly as his master shoved his large cock into Jacob's small anus, pushing deeper and deeper against the rodent.
"Master!" Jacob screamed in pain. It felt as though his ass had just been ripped open, which was only made worse when the bull began to pull himself out.
"Good slave," the bull said, "I always get my payment for my wish granting."
Jacob winced as he once again got slammed into, his master's dick being shoved so far into him that his giant balls slapped against the rodent's cock. Jacob sucked in some cold air through his teeth, trying to not let it bother him. He couldn't let this bother him. He had finally gotten rid of his balls. He couldn't finally live out his dream. This was just a small price to pay.
Right?