Undergrad Pack - Night Bumps
#1 of Undergrad Pack
This story contains adult material, which is probably why you're here. Don't read it if you're not supposed to, or do anyway because I can't really stop you. Either way, consider yourself warned, and disclaimed. Otherwise, please enjoy.
This is my first story on the site. Chances are I will be posting more eventually. Comments are appreciated.
Arthur woke up at the dull thud from Ethan's room. It was the fifth time tonight that he'd been wrenched awake by the noise coming from his roommate's bedroom. He glanced at the clock on the stand next to his bed.
"You've got to be shitting me, Ethan," Arthur mumbled in the darkness. It was 3:27 according to the dim red numbers. Arthur turned over and tried not to think about the class he had at 8:30. That it would be a midterm. Arthur squeezed his eyes shut and stared at the darkness behind them, willing himself to go to sleep.
He jolted upright when another muffled noise from Ethan's room came through the wall. "Dude," he mumbled to himself.
Arthur tossed the sheets off his slim form and the coldness in the air hit him full on his hairless upper body. He groped around in the darkness for the door, and pulled it open.
He and Ethan had been roommates for two semesters, now. The apartment they shared was on the university grounds, reasonably priced, close enough to walk to class, but far enough away that they could safely get away from the louder events on campus. Up until a couple months ago, Ethan had been a perfectly fine roommate. They both pitched in to clean things up, once it got to a certain point of messiness neither of them could stand, they took turns buying food and beer, and their classes were different enough that they each had the place to themselves for a couple hours a day.
Back in July, Ethan had gone off on a camping trip with a couple of his classmates during the long weekend. Since then, he had been a bit irritable, ate more than usual, and was out for more nights than he had before.
Arthur hadn't thought much of it, until Ethan had bought himself a new bed the next month, after the longest, loudest night Arthur could remember. Of course, it hadn't been that loud thanks to the concrete walls, but it had been enough to keep him up long enough that it felt like Arthur hadn't slept at all. They'd talked, Ethan had apologized, and Arthur forgot about it. Life went on.
Now it sounded like he was in for a repeat. Arthur scratched through his flannel boxers. Ethan's room was next to his, but he saw no light from under the door. He could hear husky, heavy breathing from inside, but just barely. Arthur didn't want to think about what it was, but was pretty sure that there was only one person inside. Ethan was pretty straightforward about having girls over. He'd usually let Arthur know the day before so he could make plans to be elsewhere the next evening. By the time Arthur got back to the apartment after 12, it would be done. Sometimes the girl would still be around the next morning, sometimes not. Ethan had tried setting Arthur up with a hot date a couple times, but he'd always get nervous and say something dumb.
Arthur heard the groaning of metal from the inside. It was the noise he had heard through the walls. He hoped that the neighbours couldn't hear it, now that there were people back living in them. He knocked gently on the door.
"Ethan, hey, can you keep it down man?"
Arthur's eyes closed on their own, and his head sagged as he waited for a response.
The noise paused for about a minute before coming back again.
Arthur tried the handle. The door drifted open.
Ethan's room was the same arrangement as his. There was a window on the far end of the room, and the bed was set up against the left wall. He could see the outline of Ethan's form under the blankets through the slats in the blinds. Somehow, it looked larger than it should. Another sound of tired metal groaned outward from the bed. It sounded like the frame itself was bending, or something. Ethan's form quivered.
Arthur stepped inside. "Ethan?"
The form on the bed shifted slightly. The bed creaked in protest.
Arthur walked up to Ethan, and he placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Ethan, you're too loud."
Eyes opened in the darkness.
"R....thr...?"
Arthur forced his eyes open all the way. After a moment, they adjusted to the dimness in the room.
Ethan sat up.
Arthur felt very much awake suddenly. Ethan must've been taller than he was before. His eyes were wrong. They should have been green, but now they were flecked with gold. his face was an odd shape, and his shoulders were way wider than they should have been. His forearms looked harrier than before, and his bare chest was almost covered with brown hair. Ethan blinked, then turned to stare at Arthur. "Arthur..."
Arthur tried to say something, but the words caught in his throat. His friend's chin was sprouting hair even as he watched. His nose was pushing out, and his ears looked higher up than they should have been.
"Arthur... need..." The voice was lower than Arthur was expecting.
Ethan grasped the edge of his blanket with a hand. The hair from his forearms was starting to cover the back of his hand and his fingers too. His nails looked like they hadn't been trimmed in months.
Arthur's nose twitched as he saw the blankets get pulled off of Ethan's lower body. He had been sleeping in the nude, apparently, and Arthur could not help but notice the long, hard thing between his roommate's legs. Even in this dim light, its shape was wrong. It tapered to the end and looked like it came up past Ethan's belly button, which had vanished under a mat of dense hair.
Ethan moved fast, almost leaping out of the bed and pouncing on Arthur. His feet looked too long, and as Ethan's legs brushed his own, he realized that it wasn't hair, but something softer that was spreading across his friend's skin. Fur. Ethan's hands were on Arthur's shoulders now, pinning him to the floor.
Arthur stared up at Ethan's golden eyes. There was a feral smile on his lips, and he could see the glint of canines in the darkness.
"NEED..." Ethan said in a husky voice.
Arthur felt a dribble of something on his belly. He regretted looking down.
The dim light reflected a single strand of pre dribbling down from the end of Ethan's deformed penis. It sickened him and he wanted to scream, to kick this creature off of him, to wake up and end this nightmare.
Ethan's huge arms flipped Arthur around, and he felt claws graze his skin. He wanted to scream, but no sound came. He was trembling now, all over. Arther felt the heat from Ethan's body on his back, and the smell of animal was strong in the air. He saw the shadow of his friend slowly growing larger in the dim light. It looked more like a huge dog than Ethan.
Ethan's clawed hand ran down Arthur's lower back and caught the edge of his boxers. Ethan pulled, shredding the boxers with his sharp claws as his free hand went over Arthur's mouth.
"NEED... quiet..."
Arthur felt a hot wetness on his backside and almost threw up. He was going to get raped, by his roommate, who was turning into a monster. He wanted to wake up. He wanted this to go away.
Ethan's pointed cock pushed Arthur's balls aside as he thrust his hips forward. Arthur felt the giant thing next to his, hot and rigid with need. Arthur whimpered. He felt the monster's rough hands grab his chest and lift him upwards as though he weighed nothing. The arms that wrapped around his body were covered with soft, black fur. Each finger of the hand ended with a single, cruel-looking claw.
Ethan stood, picking Arthur right up off the ground. Arthur's mind was frozen in disbelieving panic. His back was pressed up against Ethan's furry chest, and he could feel the monster's muscles growing more pronounced each heartbeat. The smell of dog was heavy in the air. Arthur whimpered, the first sound he was able to make since disturbing the sleeping Ethan.
"Quiet..."
Ethan's voice was almost a growl. One of the large, black furred hands left his torso, and clamped itself over Arthur's mouth, locking his jaw shut. The tips of the claws pricked his skin.
Arthur felt himself being lifted up, sliding up against Ethan's muscular chest. He could feel the stiff nubs of the man's nipples pressing into his back. The fur that covered his friend tickled him.
Ethan shifted his hips. A slow horror creeped through Arthur's consciousness. His friend was actually going to-
He dropped, and felt a long, hard heat stab up into his asshole. He tried to scream against the pain, but the hand kept his jaw shut, and it came out as a high-pitched gurgle. Hot tears streamed from his eyes in the darkness.
Ethan started rocking his hips against Arthur's suspended body, pushing his massive dick into the blissfully tight hole. It clenched down on Ethan's member, trying to expel it from the tiny boy's body. It sent shivers of pleasure through Ethan's body and he felt his nuts tighten.
Arthur felt something larger trying to press into his ass. His backside burned and he could feel something running slowly down the back of his thigh. The clawed hand on his stomach dug in as he heard the huge dog that had been his friend grunt in extacy. Arthur's tears ran down his cheeks in tiny rivers now, matting the fur on the rough hand that kept him from screaming. The pressure against his ass was still mounting and the trickle down his thigh glistened in the darkness.
Ethan needed release. It had been months since the last time he had mated and though he dimly knew that it was Arthur in his arms, the pressing need between his legs drowned out reason. He let his thick, long tongue roll out from between his sharp teeth, and he panted in pleasure. He smelled the fear from the tiny boy, fear that would soon be extinguished. In a few, short moments, he would not be such a tiny boy for much longer.
Arthur felt his insides twisting around the hot shaft within him. He squirmed, trying to break free from the arms that pinned him to the monster's body, even as the claws scratched his skin.
Ethan felt the oncoming release as the boy twisted. With a long grunt, Ethan rammed his aching knot into the boy's ass. He felt his seed blast through his tool, firmly planted within the boy. It felt as though his entire body was strained in the moment.
Arthur felt the monster stiffen. A searing pain tore through his backside and down his legs as something large at the base of the creature's dick pressed into him. He felt the pulse of the thing inside him and the distinct sensation of being filled with liquid from the monster's penis. He felt like throwing up but blacked out before his stomach could turn.
The boy went limp in Ethan's arms. The climax passed, and Ethan sunk to his knees, spent and relieved. His cock would be lodged in the boy's ass for a while, until his potent seed was absorbed. He would be able to pull out by then. He held the boy tightly as he lowered himself to the floor, lying down on his side. In the back of his mind, he knew that it was his friend, but at the moment, his dick said it was fresh meat for pounding. Ethan shuddered as the boy's insides shifted. His still engorged cock swelled more, and Ethan licked one of Arthur's fuzzy ears with his long tongue. It was starting already. Ethan began humping his friend's ass and came once more, sending more of his hot spunk spewing into the tight hole. Ethan pulled his changing roommate into his arms and fell asleep.