{"sf1_id":211452,"sf2_id":"Rno7JGon","title":"Till Death 5","author":"Runewuff","words":6238,"posted_at":"2011-01-09T03:58:00.000Z","tags":["Drugs","Furless","Gay","Lizard","Oral","Sci-Fi","Wolf","vomit"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/211452-till-death-5","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rno7JGon","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/16/0a/160a172a-fb97-437c-a436-6977c7df0acf","description":"","content":"Till Death  \n  \nby Rune  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nChapter 5  \n  \nPolonium Hot  \n  \n\\*This is part of a 6-chapter furry sci-fi story about a long-distance gay romance that goes horribly right. As a fair warning, the story is a tragedy and features very graphic portrayal of not just sex, but sickness and death. This chapter contains vomit (not fetishized), fur loss (not fetishized), drug use, and gay oral sex.\\*  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nDorn's cock was slackening in Drazzy's ass... he belched, his stomach gurgling painfully.  \n  \n\"No...\" he moaned.  \n  \n\"Dojji? Iz zomejjing wrong?\" Drazzy whispered.  \n  \n\"Drazzy, I...\" he moaned, \"I'm getting sick again.\"  \n  \n\"What?\" Drazzy said softly.  \n  \nDrazzy turned his muzzle away, eyes closed.  \n  \n\"Are we...\" he hesitated, \"Knotted togejjer?\"  \n  \n\"No, my knot's going away...\" Dorn winced on the words, his cheeks burning.  \n  \n\"So fazt?\" All three pairs of Drazzy's luminous eyes opened wide and bright.  \n  \n\"Jjen...\" Drazzy said softly, \"Maybe we should go back to jje apartment.\"  \n  \nDorn lurched in pain. His abdominal area spasmed.  \n  \nAt that, Drazzy crawled forward and pulled his ass off of Dorn's limp cock. There was a burst of warm, white cum, which dribbled out of Drazzy's ass.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Dorn panted. His stomach rumbled, spasming in pain.  \n  \n\"We need jje drug,\" whispered Drazzy, \"Let'z go back to jje apartment.\"  \n  \nDorn staggered to his paws, nodding.  \n  \nHe found his pants in the green light of the hanging lobes of the trees. He stumbled into them, his paws going through the holes in the knees at first.  \n  \nDrazzy plucked up the tube of lube. Then put on his dark pants and shirt while Dorn pulled his white T-shirt over his head.  \n  \nDrazzy led him in a new direction, pushing through shimmering green fleshy fronds, and stepping through tangled blue-tipped plants that tugged at their legs.  \n  \n\"Where are we going?\" Dorn said softly.  \n  \n\"Jje trail iz jjiz way,\" explained Drazzy, \"It'z a shortcut.\"  \n  \nDorn lurched, doubling over in pain several times.  \n  \nIt was becoming hard to take notice of anything except the agony.  \n  \nDrazzy took his paw in his warm green hand and pulled him through the soft, fleshy underbrush.  \n  \nThe blue lights of the lampposts along the concrete trail came into view. They stepped out onto it.  \n  \nDorn staggered along, his love's tugs on his paw keeping him moving.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They passed by several zordinaz. They muttered disapprovingly.  \n  \nThe rectangular concrete arch of the subway station, with the unreadable holosign on top of it, was a welcome sight.  \n  \nDrazzy held him up, his warm arm in his armpit, as he staggered down the stairs. Once, Dorn doubled over, belching, and Drazzy yanked him back from tumbling headlong down the cement stairs.  \n  \nFinally, he lurched across the concrete subway platform up to the red holographic warnings. All the zordinaz were staring disapprovingly with their triple-pairs of green glowing eyes.  \n  \nA white streak rushed by with a blast of wind.  \n  \nHis esophagus was burning in agony. He choked on thick phlegm.  \n  \nHe had to get back to the apartment, and the anti-nausea medication!  \n  \nAnother white streak blasted through the station.  \n  \nWouldn't any of the trains stop?  \n  \nHe panted, clutching his unbearably aching stomach. He hurt too much to care what he looked like anymore, or what the zordinaz thought.  \n  \nHis paws and tailtip tingled painfully. He lurched dizzily, but Drazzy straightened him up, holding him upright by the armpit.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; At last, a train slowed to a stop. The holographic warnings disappeared, and the doors slid open. Drazzy led him into the train, and they sat down in the plastic seats with their wide tailholes. Dorn hunched over, rocking in pain.  \n  \nThe doors closed, the train began to accelerate, and its jerky motions finally sent him over the edge.  \n  \nHis stomach punched him in the gut, and hot, burning vomit poured out his mouth. He fell to all fours, his guts painfully pumping out a putrid brown puddle. With the violent jolting of the train, he could barely keep from falling into his own vomit.  \n  \nHis stomach kept lurching painfully, even though it was already empty.  \n  \nFinally, he tried to stagger to his paws. Drazzy pulled him back into the seat next to him, one arm wrapped around him to hold him up.  \n  \nThe other zordinaz in the train were chattering between each other in nervous, disapproving tones.  \n  \nThe train decelerated with such force Dorn found himself sprawled across several plastic seats, barely able to keep from sliding off of them completely.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The doors opened, and Drazzy tugged him along by the paw. He pulled him along quickly, ahead of all the other passengers. They went up the stairs so quickly, Dorn tripped on them, but Drazzy just yanked him up to the next step, and Dorn was able to plant his paw down on it.  \n  \nThey rushed out of the subway station, and down the street to Drazzy's apartment.  \n  \nDorn was in so much pain, he only had vague glimpses of the blue windows in the round buildings, or the white smoke from the rush of angled vehicles in the street.  \n  \nHe fell to his knees and vomited again, leaving a stinking puddle in the middle of the sidewalk.  \n  \nThen Drazzy tugged him along again.  \n  \nDorn was surprised when they finally started across the parking lot, and passed through the sliding glass doors into the marbled grey plastic tile hallway. His agony would finally be over.  \n  \nThe elevator doors squeaked open, and Dorn lurched into it.  \n  \nThen it opened, and Drazzy pulled him down the flickering blue-lit hallway. He breathed a sigh of relief when they finally stopped by the door the Drazzy's apartment.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy placed his green bracelet-adorned hand on the scanplate and the door opened.  \n  \nThe blue lights automatically came on as Dorn stumbled into the room and let himself flop in the pile of pillows. He crawled over them to the pack of cigarettes with alien writing on it. Fumbling with it, he pulled one out.  \n  \nWith numb, trembling paws, he flicked the lighter's yellow flame on... and missed the cigarette.  \n  \nHe flicked the lighter on again... and the cigarette still didn't light.  \n  \n\"Fuck...\" he moaned breathlessly.  \n  \nFinally! The stench of burning skunk filled his nose as the cigarette lit. He put it to his muzzle and breathed in deeply, the sour smoke pouring into his lungs.  \n  \nHe heard the faucet running in the kitchen area. Drazzy glided over to him, bracelet-clad ankles jingling, and sat down in the pillows. A green hand set a glass of water down in front of his muzzle.  \n  \nThat moment in the park might have just been the last time they ever made love. At that thought, a single tear rolled into his cheekfur.  \n  \nAs Dorn breathed in more of the foul smoke, every muscle in his body relaxed. The pain in his guts began to fade. Tingling joy erupted from his forehead and washed through every inch of his body. His strength returning, he sat up, and found himself leaning back against Drazzy's chest.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His love's warm muzzle rested on his shoulder while his arms wrapped around his chest and belly. One soft, warm two-fingered hand lifted up his T-shirt and gently massaged his sore belly.  \n  \nHe let himself relax and savor the moment, leaning back on the warm chest of his love. Drazzy's hands underneath his T-shirt tenderly massaged his belly and chest, soothing his aches. He breathed in the burning skunk stench of the cigarette with nearly every breath, slowly calming his body back down.  \n  \nDorn burned away the entire cigarette before the ache in his stomach died away.  \n  \nHe put out the smouldering paper shell of the cigarette in the shining lid of the radiation-proof jar.  \n  \nHe gulped the glass of water down.  \n  \n\"Feeling better?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \n\"A little,\" Dorn grinned.  \n  \n\"Good,\" smiled Drazzy, the tips of his flesh-horns brightening.  \n  \n\"We should shower off,\" said Drazzy, \"You're ztill dirty from jje woodz.\"  \n  \n\"So are you,\" said Dorn, looking down towards the dirt spattered on Drazzy's two-toed feet and bracelet-clad ankles. Dirt on his two-fingered hands... which he had been rubbing into Dorn's bellyfur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy headed off towards the bathroom, the gold bracelets on his ankles jinging faintly, while his long blue tail swayed enticingly. Dorn followed.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nJust as Drazzy was adjusting the water, Dorn opened the frosted glass door. Water was streaming sensuously across the blue-green body of his love, dripping from every blue glowing flesh-horn.  \n  \n\"You want to shower togejjer?\" Drazzy's long green muzzle recoiled slightly, all six of his bright green eyes widening.  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" Dorn felt a grin creep over his muzzle.  \n  \nHe stepped into the hot shower. The water began slicking his chest fur down.  \n  \nDrazzy picked up a large pale sponge with three round lobes from a shelf in the shower, and began rubbing the top of his head and muzzle with it.  \n  \n\"What is that?\" asked Dorn.  \n  \n\"A nerekin,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \nDorn felt his muzzle twist with confusion.  \n  \n\"It'z a... part of a zea creature,\" explained Drazzy, \"We zordinaz like to exfoliate wijj jjem... well, mozt of uz, anyway,\" Drazzy frowned in thought.  \n  \n\"And you rub that all over yourself?\" asked Dorn.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Every inch of my body,\" smirked Drazzy, rubbing his neck with the sponge.  \n  \n\"Let me help you with that,\" said Dorn.  \n  \nDrazzy handed him the sponge. Though it looked soft and flexible, it was surprisingly stiff and rough.  \n  \nHe gently wiped it across Drazzy's shoulder.  \n  \n\"No, no,\" said Drazzy, \"Harder, like jjiz.\"  \n  \nDrazzy put his warm hand over Dorn's paw and guided his movements, scrubbing his shimmering green-blue skin down. First one shoulder, then the other, carefully avoiding the sensitive flesh-horns sprouting out of his back.  \n  \nThen Dorn scrubbed down Drazzy's chest by himself, the awkwardly-lobed sponge rocking over the contours of his broad, smooth green chest. As he worked Drazzy's belly, Drazzy leaned back with his arms over his head, closing his eyes in ecstasy. Dorn circled around, scrubbing Drazzy's blue sides and back, carefully working in-between each flesh-horn.  \n  \nDrazzy sighed and moaned in pleasure, his tail wagging against Dorn's legs.  \n  \nBy the time he reached Drazzy's green hips, Dorn's fur was completely soaked, every bit of it slicked tight against his skin.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Don't forget jje armz,\" Drazzy said in a sing-song.  \n  \nHe held his slender, green arms low, away from his beautifully shimmering, dripping body. Dorn scrubbed the sponge across and around one, starting at the shoulder. He worked his way down to the shining gold bracelets, and paused.  \n  \n\"Juzt go around jjem,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \nDorn rubbed between the bracelets of one wrist, then the other.  \n  \nFinally, he was down to Drazzy's sheath. He knelt down before it.  \n  \n\"Go on,\" grinned Drazzy, \"Jjat'z jje bezt part.\"  \n  \nAs he scrubbed over Drazzy's green sheath, his whole body arched back in pleasure. The pointed tip of his green glowing cock peeked out of its sheath.  \n  \nDorn continued between Drazzy's legs, over his asshole, and onto his blue tail. Drazzy moaned, his glowing green member sliding out of his sheath.  \n  \nDorn scrubbed down the tail, carefully working around each flesh-horn. Drazzy wiggled his tail playfully.  \n  \nFinally, Dorn reached the faintly glowing bulb at the end of Drazzy's blue tail, and began working on his green-blue hips. He gripped one possessively with one paw while he scrubbed the other. Then he slowly scrubbed his way down Drazzy's long, taught leg muscles, down to the bracelet-clad ankles and feet... which were hardly dirty anymore.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy lifted each foot for Dorn to scrub their bottoms, gracefully balancing on one slender leg, then the other. There was some black dirt there, but it came off quickly.  \n  \nDrazzy took a deep breath, his outstretched body reveling in the last seconds of Dorn's care.  \n  \nHis glowing cock was hard and throbbing.  \n  \n\"Dojji,\" Drazzy began sheepishly, \"I'm... I... need releaze. Could you...\"  \n  \nDorn stood up. He wasn't sure if he had recovered enough to hold an erection and top Drazzy... Should he just paw his cock?  \n  \n\"You don't have to zwallow,\" continued Drazzy, \"I underztand. I zaw how it makez you zick. Juzt lick me a little,\" he grinned for a second.  \n  \nDorn knelt down on the wet tile. The hot water sprayed in his eyes, so he closed them.  \n  \nHe felt around and grabbed the pulsing, swollen shaft in his paw, squeezing its bulging base.  \n  \nDrazzy gasped.  \n  \nHe slowly ran his tongue over the wet member from base to tip, the familiar acrid taste of his love blending with the dull taste of water.  \n  \nDrazzy shuddered as his cock bucked the air in response to Dorn's attention.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dorn licked the throbbing shaft enthusiastically, each stroke of his tongue from a different angle. He lingered at the head, rubbing his tongue in the pee-hole.  \n  \nDrazzy moaned in pleasure as the cock began to thrust into the air. Dorn opened his eyes to see luminous green ropes of cum arc through the air.  \n  \nHe licked the member hard in time to each squirt of cum, milking Drazzy of every drop he could. Drazzy moaned with each throb of his cock.  \n  \nSlowly, his love's climax died away, and the shaft began to go slack.  \n  \nDorn could taste a bit of the sweet, radioactive cum in his mouth... he could barely resist the impulse to swallow.  \n  \nHe stood up, opened his muzzle to the shower's spray, and rinsed out his mouth, spitting into the drain.  \n  \n\"Thankz,\" grinned Drazzy, \"Now, it'z my turn to help you get clean.\"  \n  \nDrazzy popped open the frosted glass door, and walked over to the grey bathroom counter. He opened the cabinet and pulled a radiation-proof metal jar out. Dorn put the sponge back on the shower shelf and took the cold metal cylinder in his paws. He struggled with it for a moment before it opened. Drazzy reached in and pulled out a bottle of fur shampoo, imported straight from Dorn's planet.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy had thought of everything.  \n  \n\"Let'z ztart wijj your head,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \nHe squirted some of the blue shampoo into his green hands, lathering them up with white suds.  \n  \nDorn turned around, his back to Drazzy.  \n  \nDrazzy rubbed the suds into Dorn's fur... then gasped and stopped.  \n  \n\"Oh, Dojji, I,\" he started nervously, \"I'm zo zorry.\"  \n  \nDorn turned around. Drazzy was holding clumps of grey fur in his soapy hands... which washed away down the drain.  \n  \nDorn felt the back of his head.  \n  \nThere was a patch of bare, wrinkly skin!  \n  \nHe shuddered, feeling the horrible bare spot in disbelief.  \n  \n\"I'm zorry,\" Drazzy repeated.  \n  \n\"Drazzy...\" Dorn swallowed, \"We knew this would happen. I didn't even take my fur brushes, because I knew I wouldn't have any... left,\" he croaked.  \n  \nDrazzy pressed close to him in a warm hug.  \n  \nDorn hugged him back.  \n  \n\"I have to wash you more,\" Drazzy said softly, \"You ztill have dirt. On your back, your pawz...\"  \n  \nDorn nodded.  \n  \n\"Let's just get this over with,\" said Dorn.  \n  \nDrazzy nodded against Dorn's shoulder.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Dorn closed his eyes, and let his love continue rubbing the shampoo into his fur with his long, warm fingers. He could feel more clumps of fur disappearing from his head, his muzzle...  \n  \nThe gentle, hesitant touches continued down his shoulders and arms, the sensation of slicked-down fur fading away in places.  \n  \nFur came away from his chest, his belly, his back.  \n  \nDrazzy sighed several times.  \n  \n\"What is it?\" asked Dorn.  \n  \n\"I'm going to mizz your fur,\" said Drazzy, \"It'z zo zoft. It'z jje bezt, mozt wonderful jjing I've ever felt.\"  \n  \nDorn smiled a little.  \n  \n\"Really?\" questioned Dorn, \"I never thought of it that way. I guess I've been taking it for granted.\"  \n  \nMore fur fell away from his tail. Drazzy wiped fur off of Dorn's hips and legs.  \n  \nDorn lifted his paws for Drazzy to wipe the pads clean.  \n  \nFinally, it was done.  \n  \n\"I have to warn you,\" Drazzy said solemnly, \"You look like a mezz.\"  \n  \nDorn opened his eyes and looked down. His body was a patchwork of slicked-down grey fur and wrinkly bare pale skin. Startled, he twisted around, looking at his legs, his arms, his tail... His once fluffy tail was now a shockingly thin, bare worm-like monstrosity with a few patches of fur over it. His legs and arms seemed to have bloodless cuts deep in their fur wherever their skin was exposed, and his chest and stomach had only a few grey clumps over its barren contours of muscled flesh.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; While Dorn examined himself, Drazzy opened the frosted glass door to the cool air outside the shower. He stepped out and began drying himself off with a towel.  \n  \nThen he left and returned with the fur dryer.  \n  \nDorn stepped out for Drazzy to dry him off.  \n  \nIt was pointless. There was so little fur left!  \n  \nDrazzy began to sweep the fur dryer began over him, the blasts of air burning hot wherever Dorn's skin was exposed. More fur blew off, forming a grey cloud swirling in the air around them.  \n  \nSo much fur was missing, Drazzy was able to dry his whole body off completely in only a few minutes.  \n  \nHe left Dorn to examine himself more. He wiped away a patch of the fog in the bathroom mirror with an arm that seemed skeletal in places. His new face was like a hideous monster, covered in random blotches of wrinkled pale flesh. Like his old face was rotting away. One eye had fur around it, the other didn't. One cheek and the side of his muzzle were furless and ugly.  \n  \nThen Drazzy brought in the vacuum cleaner to pick up the scattered fur across the floor.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; While Drazzy vacuumed, Dorn wandered off to the pile of pillows in the living room and flopped down on them. Sensations of cloth varied in intensity all over his body, normal where his fur was thick, intense where his skin was bare. He rolled over, wincing.  \n  \nHe felt like crying, but no tears came.  \n  \nHe wished desperately he could make it all go away...  \n  \nBut it was his body.  \n  \nThere was no escaping it.  \n  \nHe lit up another cigarette of the alien drug, sucking in the burnt, sour smell.  \n  \nHappiness washed over him in waves.  \n  \nDrazzy put the vacuum away in the living room closet, then walked over and sat down in the pillows beside him. And hugged him.  \n  \nDorn jerked.  \n  \nThe hug's feeling changed wildly from one part of his body to another. It was almost more disturbing than comforting, but he didn't dare pull away. He didn't want to hurt his love's feelings... and the fur loss was yet another sign they didn't have much time left together anyway.  \n  \nAs he continued to breathe in the foul smoke, the hug began to feel better. The bare patches of skin against the pillows didn't seem so strange. Looking at his arm, its mess of fur and skin seemed more humorous than frightening.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He put out the cigarette in the lid of the radiation-proof jar, and hugged Drazzy back, giggling.  \n  \nThey held each other tight, and kissed deeply.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nDorn woke up in darkness and warmth. A warm paw, leg, and tail of his love held him tightly. His love's chest tightened and loosened against his back with every warm breath billowing in his headfur. Faint green light illuminated his limbs, and the pillows around him.  \n  \nFor a moment, he simply enjoyed the sensation, but the feeling in his cock told him why he'd woken up...  \n  \nHe gently picked up Drazzy's warm arm off of him, wiggling out from under his leg and tail.  \n  \n\"Hojjur?\" Drazzy mumbled as Dorn rose to his paws.  \n  \n\"I have to pee,\" explained Dorn.  \n  \n\"On jje left,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \n\"I remember,\" said Dorn.  \n  \nHe headed towards the doorway in the wall, its edges faintly visible from the greenish glow behind him. It was easy to find the doorway on the left with the glow of his love. It was also easy to find the toilet in the faint greenish glow.  \n  \nHow could Drazzy's glow make it this far around the corners of the rooms?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Looking down to find the toilet, his patchy-furred body glowed faintly, just enough to aim in the dark...  \n  \nTension washed through his muscles, and he stopped peeing. He rushed out of the water closet, down the hallway to the bathroom, where...  \n  \nHe started in terror at the terrible, wraithlike monstrosity!  \n  \nEerie green light glowed from patches of bare, wrinkly skin. Fainter areas of long fur formed the blotchy diseased outline of furry legs, arms, tail, and... a wolf's head attached.  \n  \nHe was radioactive!  \n  \nHow?  \n  \nSwallowing Drazzy's cum, absorbing it through his ass, eating the food, drinking the water... everything on the planet had small traces of the isotopes, and it all added up. They'd done the research and calculations before he'd ever set paw on the planet.  \n  \nStill, he wasn't expecting this!  \n  \nHis paws trembled. His head, glowing faintly with eerie green light from hideous patches of bare skin, looked like some sort of monster. He put a paw shaking to the muzzle, feeling it's scraggly fur and warm exposed skin in disbelief.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Still stunned from shock, he slowly shuffled back to Drazzy, his own body lighting the way. Drazzy's body glowed far brighter than him, his beautifully defined greenish-blue body illuminating a valley of pillows.  \n  \nHe crawled into the pile of pillows and snuggled up against the warm body of his love, shivering.  \n  \n\"What iz it?\" asked Drazzy, the light on the pillows increasing slightly as his glowing eyes opened.  \n  \n\"I...\" Dorn gulped, \"I'm glowing. I'm radio, radioactive...\"  \n  \n\"Really?\" Drazzy recoiled from him a bit, \"Ztand up. Let me zee.\"  \n  \nSlowly, with a shudder, Dorn rose to his paws and stepped away from the pillows.  \n  \n\"Godz,\" Drazzy said in a low voice, his flesh horns dimming by the second, \"You are. Glowing. But we knew jjiz would happen, Dojji. Jjat you'd become radioactive. Jjat jje radiation will eventually...\" Tears welled in the middle pair of his eyes, their green light shining through them like crystals.  \n  \nDorn rushed back to his love and hugged his warm body. Drazzy hugged him back, his warm tears falling into the fur of Dorn's shoulder. They held each other tightly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Drazzy, please don't cry,\" said Dorn, \"I'm still here. Let's enjoy the time I have left. Let's not take a single second of it for granted.\"  \n  \nDrazzy's muzzle nodded against his shoulder, tears still falling into Dorn's fur.  \n  \nThey gripped each other as tight as they possibly could.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSuddenly, Drazzy's warmth left his body.  \n  \nHe opened his eyes to see Drazzy walking away in dim daylight, towards the hallway. His blue flesh-horn lined tail swayed beautifully.  \n  \nDorn's guts gurgled. His stomach ached.  \n  \nHe rolled over, the pillows feeling strange against the patches of sensitive bare skin. He plucked another cigarette out of the alien box, and lit it up.  \n  \nAs he breathed in the skunk-scented smoke, euphoric joy washed through every fiber of his body.  \n  \nThe sky out the window was turning orange with the light of the suns, but he couldn't see them. The window faced west.  \n  \nHe heard Drazzy use the water closet and wash his hands in the bathroom. His love appeared in the hallway, the gold bracelets on his green ankles jingling faintly as he moved.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He undimmed the window with a wave of his bracelet-adorned hand, making the whole room brighter.  \n  \n\"I jjink,\" he said, \"We don't care if anyone zees you now. Zince jjey've already zeen you out jjere.\"  \n  \nDorn nodded.  \n  \n\"Would you like zum breakfazt?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \n\"Sure,\" nodded Dorn.  \n  \nHis stomach pain was turning into proper hunger by the second.  \n  \nDrazzy cooked some more eggs and sliced some blue fruit for himself.  \n  \nThen he cooked another meat stir-fry. Dorn salivated like crazy at the smell, drops of drool falling onto the pillows.  \n  \nWhen Drazzy's cooking was finally done, Dorn put the cigarette out on the metal lid of the radiation-proof jar, adding to the pile of cigarette butts there. Every muscle in his body was relaxed, and when he rose to his paws, he had a swing in his step.  \n  \nWithout fur to blow in the air as he moved, the bare patches seemed to have no feeling.  \n  \nHe climbed onto the orange stool with his patchy-furred legs bent under him... his ass was still a bit sore.  \n  \nHe grinned to himself.  \n  \nFucked so hard his ass would be sore for days... he could scarcely believe he'd had such a good time with his love...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He picked up the two-tined fork and began eating the meat.  \n  \nDrazzy, sitting down next to him, began eating his eggs and fruit.  \n  \nHis stomach ached again.  \n  \nThe ache grew into a sharp pang, and his guts rumbled.  \n  \nHe moaned involuntarily.  \n  \n\"What iz it?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \n\"I don't know,\" said Dorn, \"The food... oh no...\"  \n  \nHe knew he'd reach this stage eventually. Even with all the anti-radiation pills he'd taken, the radiation would slowly rot his guts, making it impossible to eat anything, until his rotting guts fell out of his ass...  \n  \n\"What?\" Drazzy had a twinge of terror in his voice.  \n  \n\"It's... I think it's the radiation,\" said Dorn, \"It's hurting my stomach.\"  \n  \n\"You mean, you can't eat anymore?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \nDorn nodded weakly, his stomach hurting harder by the second.  \n  \n\"At leazt you ate well yezterday,\" Drazzy grinned weakly.  \n  \n\"Oh, why did I ever...\" Dorn clutched his belly.  \n  \n\"Try zmoking zum more drug,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \nDorn shuffled back to the pillows and slumped down into them.  \n  \nHe lit up another alien cigarette, and breathed in the skunky smoke as deep as possible. It was sour across his tongue.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy went into the kitchen area, and opened a grey cupboard. He pulled out a radiation-proof metal cylinder and began struggling with it.  \n  \n\"I knew jjiz would happen,\" said Drazzy, \"Zo I got zomejjing eazier to digezt...\"  \n  \nDrazzy finally unscrewed the metal radiation-proof jar. He pulled another cylinder out of it. Dorn could read the label across the room. Canned meat broth, imported straight from his planet.  \n  \nDrazzy had thought of everything.  \n  \nWhile Drazzy heated up a pot of broth on the electric stove, Dorn kept smoking.  \n  \nAll the pain, all the fear, slowly faded away.  \n  \nHis limbs became limp and loose.  \n  \nHe suddenly noticed the pillows were amazingly soft against his patches of skin.  \n  \nHe was so lucky to have Drazzy. Why didn't he see it before?  \n  \nHe put out the cigarette on the lid of the radiation-proof jar and strutted over to the kitchen area.  \n  \n\"Thanks,\" he said, wrapping his arms around the body of his love. Drazzy's skin was extra warm against the spots of bare skin on his arms and chest.  \n  \nDrazzy smiled, the blue tips of his flesh-horns brightening.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Go zit down zo I can finish jjiz,\" said Drazzy.  \n  \n\"Ok,\" said Dorn.  \n  \nHe was hungrier than ever!  \n  \nHe hopped up on the orange stool, his legs underneath him.  \n  \nDrool dripped from his muzzle onto the grey counter. The smell of the meat broth filled the air, and even Drazzy's plate of half-eaten eggs and fruit was starting to smell good.  \n  \nAt last, Drazzy poured out a bowl of steaming hot broth. He set it down in front of Dorn, over the drops of drool, with a spoon.  \n  \nAt least the spoons were the same on this planet.  \n  \nDrazzy sat down on the stool next to him and started eating his breakfast again.  \n  \nDorn took a tiny sip of the broth. It was bland and watery.  \n  \nHe waited.  \n  \nIt only made him hungrier!  \n  \nMore sips.  \n  \nAnd then more sips.  \n  \nHis stomach was handling it just fine.  \n  \nAnd he was so hungry!  \n  \nHe spooned the broth frantically into his muzzle. Then picked up the bowl and drank the last bit, slurping loudly.  \n  \nHis stomach could handle it... but it was too light, too thin, to satisfy him.  \n  \nDrazzy had finished his breakfast, and was watching Dorn, worry in his three pairs of eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Iz it,\" began Drazzy, \"Iz your ztomach ok?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" said Dorn.  \n  \n\"What do you want to do today, Dojji?\"  \n  \nDorn grinned mischievously at his love.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nDorn yelped in pain. Each lick of his love's glowing tongue was pure agony on his overstimulated cock.  \n  \nAnd still his sore member was only half erect.  \n  \nDrazzy paused, three pairs of luminous eyes looking up at him sheepishly.  \n  \n\"Drazzy, just stop,\" Dorn said, his cheekfur damp with tears.  \n  \nDorn sat up in the pile of pillows, facing away from Drazzy, panting in the pink whisps of sickly-sweet inscence.  \n  \nThey had been at it all day. Dorn had licked or rubbed Drazzy off so many times he'd lost count. But matter how long they made love, no matter what they tried, even with the pink aphrodesiac inscence, Dorn's cock was still barely erect.  \n  \n\"I can't,\" said Dorn, \"I just can't...\"  \n  \nFresh tears welled in his eyes. His body was so desperate for release, but it couldn't reach climax.  \n  \nHe couldn't perform sexually anymore.  \n  \nThe first time they had made love, the night Dorn arrived, had been the last time they ever would.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"It's ok,\" said Drazzy, \"Dojji, it's ok.\"  \n  \nAs Drazzy hugged him tight around his mess of patches of fur and bare skin, Dorn started to cry.  \n  \nHe turned around and gripped his love tight...  \n  \n\"I'm zorry, Dojji,\" Drazzy said softly, \"I knew... I wanted to get more aphrodeziacz... jjey were all pillz and herbz. Your ztomach wouldn't have been able to digezt jjem, and jjiz ztuff,\" he glanced at the bowl of smouldering pink powder by the pile of pillows, \"Zome zaid online it waz amazing, zome zaid it didn't work at all, and I guezz I got ripped-off... I'm zorry, I juzt wanted...\"  \n  \n\"It's not your fault,\" began Dorn, \"Please don't blame yourself.\"  \n  \nDrazzy nodded weakly against his shoulder.  \n  \n...and Drazzy's hot cock throbbed against the bare skin of Dorn's belly.  \n  \nAt least his love could still have sexual pleasure, even if he couldn't.  \n  \nAnd he could give it to him.  \n  \nAt that thought, the tears stopped dripping from his eyes.  \n  \nHe climbed off Drazzy and knelt down on all fours, his nose by the glowing green member.  \n  \n\"Let me take care of that,\" he grinned weakly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy grinned back.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nFinally, Drazzy switched off the vacuum.  \n  \n\"Godz, Dojji,\" he said, \"The shedding never ztopz. Go take anojjer zhower.\"  \n  \nDorn rose up from the pile of pillows where they had been lazing around, hugging and kissing.  \n  \nNow that his fur had started falling out, piles of it kept forming and drifting around the apartment, making a mess of every corner.  \n  \n\"Jordijj...\" muttered Drazzy.  \n  \nHe switched the vacuum back on and began poking its hose in-between the pillows again.  \n  \nDorn walked in the bathroom, and opened the frosted glass door. The air was still warm and damp from the last time he rinsed the loose fur out.  \n  \nWith a few waves of his paws Drazzy had shown him, Dorn switched the water on and adjusted the temperature.  \n  \nOnce again, he stepped into the warm spray and rubbed his paws over his body. Strands of fur fell away in his paws each time. They washed into the screen trap Drazzy had put in the drain so it wouldn't clog with fur.  \n  \nHe rubbed his head and muzzle, and fur slipped off his paws.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He rubbed his shoulders... feeling strands of fur falling away each time.  \n  \nHe rubbed his chest...  \n  \n...leaving bare skin.  \n  \nCompletely bare skin.  \n  \nHis head was completely bare too.  \n  \nHe was losing the last of his fur!  \n  \nEvery fiber in his body tensed.  \n  \nSuddenly, he felt more naked than naked.  \n  \nHis beautiful, soft, grey fur... gone.  \n  \nHe would be an ugly monster in the eyes of everyone.  \n  \nEven Drazzy.  \n  \nHe was dying.  \n  \nDying and ugly!  \n  \nTears began to flow out of his eyes.  \n  \nHe sobbed, standing in the hot water which washed the tears away.  \n  \nHe fell to his knees, the water rolling down his back... which was becoming more bare by the second as more fur washed away...  \n  \nHe sobbed and sobbed...  \n  \n\"Dojji?\"  \n  \nHe heard the shower door open behind him, and ankle bracelets jingle.  \n  \nGentle touches came to his back and arms... hugging around him.  \n  \nHe turned around and clutched his love, his body touching him tighter and more intense than ever with no fur to get in the way.  \n  \nDrazzy stroked his bare skin tenderly.  \n  \n\"What'z the matter, Dojji?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"My fur's gone! I look horrible!\" Dorn blurted out.  \n  \n\"I don't jjink zo,\" said Drazzy, \"To me, you've alwayz looked... alien. Wijj fur, wijjout fur, it'z all alien to me.\"  \n  \n\"I must look awful to you,\" said Dorn, \"I'm wrinkled and bare... I don't even look like a wolf anymore!\"  \n  \n\"Dojji,\" Drazzy said softly, \"What you look like waz never important to me. I loved you long before I knew what you looked like. It'z alwayz been about our perzonalitiez, our zpiritz.\"  \n  \n\"You really think so?\" questioned Dorn.  \n  \n\"Yez. I know so,\" said Drazzy, \"Zomeone very wize once told me that.\"  \n  \n\"Who?\" asked Dorn.  \n  \n\"You,\" smirked Drazzy.  \n  \n\"What? When?\" questioned Dorn.  \n  \n\"A long time ago,\" explained Drazzy, \"When you firzt talked me into jjiz.\"  \n  \nYes, he had said something like that in one of their online chats. In one of the important ones he'd saved.  \n  \nDorn slowly rose to his paws.  \n  \n\"I guess,\" he said, \"It's time to say goodbye to my fur.\"  \n  \n\"Can we do it togejjer?\" asked Drazzy.  \n  \nDorn nodded.  \n  \nDrazzy placed a warm, bracelet-adorned hand on Dorn's belly. With one paw, Dorn guided his love's hand around his skin, pushing over the last strands of fur from the rest of his body.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His arms and back went bare. Then his tail, his hips... his sheath.  \n  \nSuddenly, his exposed sheath and balls were very sensitive!  \n  \nHe moaned in pleasure, arching back and stretching out his limbs.  \n  \nDrazzy pressed on, rubbing his legs and paws bare.  \n  \nWhat was left was a strange-looking body, completely unfamiliar to Dorn. He looked down over pencil-thin arms and legs, bare contours of muscle clad in wrinkled skin, and a thin, rat-like tail. Blotches of darker skin stained the skin randomly.  \n  \nHe opened the frosted glass door to the cool air.  \n  \nWithout his fur, the cold bit at his skin, sending him into a shiver.  \n  \nHe wiped away a patch of moisture from the mirror with a skin-and-bones arm.  \n  \nHe shuddered at the face there...  \n  \nA hideous, wrinkly creature was frowning with terribly thin ears drooping in sorrow and fear. Ugly dark spots dotted one side of its head.  \n  \nOnly the eyes were familiar... the beautiful blue eyes that ran in his family.  \n  \n\"Here,\" said Drazzy, standing behind him.  \n  \nDorn turned to see him holding a towel.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Use jjiz to dry off,\" he said.  \n  \nHe no longer needed a fur dryer... he'd never thought about that.  \n  \nDorn swallowed. It was one more sign the end was near...  \n  \nHe trembled from the intensity of the towel against his bare skin.  \n  \nDrazzy got a second towel and dried himself off.  \n  \nThen they wandered back to the pile of pillows, his love's warmth soothing his body from the cold air as they licked and kissed.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nIn the dim green twilight glowing out of their own bodies, Dorn put out the foul-smelling cigarette in the lid of the radiation-proof jar.  \n  \nEvery movement was hard. His body seemed heavy tonight.  \n  \nThe softness of the pillows, the warmth of his love's arms wrapped around him... with no more fur, every touch was the most powerful, pleasurable feeling he had ever felt.  \n  \nHe arched his leaden head up and flicked his tongue over Drazzy's green muzzle. Drazzy licked back, and their hot tongues played over each other.  \n  \nHe wrapped his thin tail around the warm back of his love, wagging it against the flesh-horns. Their tips were hot and soothing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drazzy moaned in ecstasy, and melted down tighter against him.  \n  \nDorn rolled his stiff limbs over the cool pillows and his love's warm body, reveling in every sensation.  \n  \nTheir bodies entwined in warmth and pleasure, and they settled deep into the pile of pillows.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nWarm flesh rolled against his bare, sensitive skin.  \n  \nHe found himself in a tight fetal position, bare arms shielding him from the luminous rising and falling chest of his love. A warm arm was draped over his shoulder.  \n  \nHe unfolded his arms and slowly wrapped them around the warm, strong chest, hugging his love tight, his paws brushing dangling flesh-horns.  \n  \nWith a faint murr, a warm muzzle lay atop his bare muzzle at an angle, pressing his muzzle down possessively. Hot breaths blew softly across his cheek.  \n  \nHe uncurled his legs, and his paws brushed against warm thighs. Taught, muscular legs entwined with his, wrapping knee around knee.  \n  \nHe pressed so tight against the warm chest, he could feel his love's heartbeat in his chest... and his own.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Two hearts, beating softly... sometimes between each other's beats, sometimes together.  \n  \nTogether, apart, together, apart, together, instinctively searching for...  \n  \nOne beat.  \n  \nTwo hearts, beating as one.  \n  \nA tear of joy welled in his eye as he lay entwined with his love...  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/208485-till-death-4.json"}