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Joining the Pack Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Panzermaus

It was a dry night, just another in a long line of them in the midst of the early summer. The faded grey streets were parched and cracked, still radiating the heat they had absorbed during the day... in fact the entire city was just coming out of its heat induced coma. The heat wave had been hard, but it had one interesting side effect; as the temperatures dropped for the night, the city came alive like never before. Parents, teachers, teenagers, twenty somethings... It didn't matter, they were all awake and energetic. Store hours had been changed to reflect the sudden boon of nighttime business. It was three in the morning and felt like afternoon to Luke. The eighteen year old walked along the sidewalks, his blond hair gelled and slightly spiked up, a black mesh shirt clinging to his somewhat muscled torso while black pants hung to his shapely hips and tight ass.

The muffled sound of bass music seemed to ooze through the brick of the nightclub, hanging around the building like a sort of aura. Luke traced his hand along the brick, feeling the music and feeling his heart race. He had been planning the moment that was just ahead of him for weeks, ever since he heard about the Lunar Lounge... He'd obtained a false ID, he had thought up every excuse and line for the bouncer... He just had to get in. It wasn't because of the chance for beer or dancing, it wasn't just to be naughty. It was because the Lunar Lounge was something uniquely suited for him, something he had been hiding from his friend's and family, especially at school. It was a night club for furries. Luke reached back, petting the fuzzy white tail hanging out of the back of his jeans to make sure someone hadn't yanked it out. A silver paw pendant hung from his neck as well, highlighting the fact that he belonged, though the tight bulge in the front of his jeans was also a good indicator as he looked at the people in line.

There weren't a lot of full fursuiters in line, mostly just a skunk that must have spent a fortune... but there were lots of tails, ears, clawed gloves. Luke practically drooled, looking at the handsome couple ahead of him... One asian boy had whiskers glued onto his cheeks and a headband with fuzzy ears hidden in his hair, his apparent boyfriend having painted hyena spots onto his arms and cheeks with a similar set of ears sticking up through his auburn hair. The neko boy reached over and stroked the point of facial hair on his boyfriend's chin, pulling him in for a kiss. Luke shuddered and sighed, nearly cumming. He turned away to restrain himself, trying to keep from spoiling his pants at least until he got in... though it was a goal of his. He had heard the club looked the other way when it came to sex.

"Go in." Came the deep gravely voice of the bouncer. Out of the corner of his eye Luke saw the couple go in, knowing it was safe to look, though he also knew that he was next. Luke turned to face the bouncer, stepping up to him before looking up. The bouncer was six foot four and had to be three hundred and fifty pounds of muscle. His tight black shirt could have been painted on for all Luke knew, the muscles so clearly defined. Still, the bouncer seemed to have a vested interest in the club. He had a paw tattoo on his arm; he even had latex pointed ears glued on... although Luke could make out the seams fairly easily. The one feature that Luke found the most fascinating was that the bouncer's long beard had been moussed up and worked into a large mane, almost like he was a lion. It also made sense for the bouncer to be intimidating...

"Card?" The bouncer asked suspiciously, eyeing Luke over. Luke's heart skipped a beat in fear. He nodded, reaching into his pocket, fumbling for his wallet. He blushed when he realized it was in his other pocket. Soon it was withdrawn, the card slipped out. The bouncer took it and checked it out, looking at the holographic emblems in the laminate, the thickness of the plastic compared to the year it had supposedly been issued. Luke watched the bouncer with trepidation and fear, hanging on his every movement. The last thing Luke had been expecting from the bouncer was a half smile, almost a smirk as if he knew. The guard returned the card and tilted his head to the door, signaling for Luke to enter. Luke's eyes went wide. He was about to ask if the bouncer was sure before he realized what an idiotic concept that was.

Luke turned, heading through the door and entered the club. The treble that Luke had been missing surrounded him at once, as did bodies. The nightclub was packed. Raver boys and girls with fox ears strutted on the dance floor, burly men sat at the bar with hats sporting bear ears or the horns of bulls, even the waiters were garbed from neck to toe in green and white latex, lounge lizards. One such waiter with green spiked hair passed in front of Luke. It was another world, his kind of world... and he had gotten in. Luke suddenly realized the one thing he had failed to plan for; what to do once he was inside.

After a moment of panic, Luke started to get into the swing of things. The music was fast, the groove was flowing through him. He was a teenager, partying was in his blood. Luke moved through the nightclub, his hips swaying in a half dance that caused the fake tail hanging from his pants to sway as he moved. Luke caught a few eyes falling on him, eyeing him over. He grinned, excited that he was turning heads even if it was just a little. He reached up to brush his fingers through his hair, stopping himself. He had forgotten for a moment that it was styled, he didn't want to mess it up. After touring around the club, Luke eventually found himself at the bar. It hadn't been his goal to drink underage but it wasn't exactly out of his way. Luke pulled out his wallet, pulling out money and setting it down. A lizard man moved over, scoping Luke out.

"What can I get you?" He asked. Luke considered.

"What's the most popular brew here?" Luke asked, hoping he sounded adult enough.

"Moonlight Lager." The waiter said, about to explain the flavor.

"I'll have one of those." Luke said. The waiter nodded, moving to get a clear glass mug. The amber-brown liquid poured in, swirling around and rising up. Luke peered around, looking back at the dance floor and some of the outfits people were wearing. He knew it would be hard to hide any purchases he made from his parents but he really wanted to get more invested in furry fashion. It was all so amazing; he really wanted to be part of it all. The thump of the mug being set down in font of him drew him back to the moment. He bowed his head to the waiter and gestured for him to keep the change before lifting his mug to his lips.

Luke tipped the mug back, letting the beer flow over his lips, giving it a taste. It was bitter, strong, cold... Luke's face scrunched up a little. He couldn't help but think about how the alcohol reminded him of the scent of piss a bit. How could people drink it on a regular basis? Still, this was his experiment. Luke sipped at the beer, drinking more and more, glancing around. There were people of almost every age, every style and group. Rainbow kitty emo boys sat off in one corner, even what seemed to be jock and cheerleader boys and girls with tiger stripes painted on in another corner. Luke felt envious of the private schools. There was no way any jock at his school was into this stuff like him.

While Luke hadn't taken part in a lot of the entertainments, he was having a good time. The music was goo, the people were amazing. Luke went for another swallow of his beer, realizing he had consumed it all already. Luke cracked a grin, realizing the taste had grown on him. He was a real man, he had gotten used to the taste of beer. He licked his lips, savoring what flavor remained, leaving the empty mug on the bar before he stood up, moving away from the bar. He moved onto the dance floor, starting to strut a bit to the beat before he broke into fluid movements. His arms and legs swayed, his back arching, his head moving up and down. The warm bodes of others brushed against him from time to time, people close by.

Luke had dreamed about gyrating and rubbing on a dance floor, but even without a partner he was having a fine time. He was with his people, in the hidden paradise of furries. While the thought didn't occur to Luke, the beer he had consumed didn't hurt his mood either. Luke swayed, his eyes shut as he enjoyed the music as it built up, reaching a crescendo before the last few notes faded off into an echo. Luke danced a moment longer than the song before he brought his arms down, smiling as he looked around. Some of the dancers headed toward the bar, others to the tables while more people replaced them. Luke watched a pair of girls head off into one of the bathrooms before he realized the pressure on his bladder must have been nagging at him for some time. Realizing he had not been paying attention to his bladder, Luke figured it was best to go to the bathroom himself so as not to make an ass of himself later.

His soft hand fell on the heavy red bathroom door, easing it open. Luke gave a chuckle at the logo, the typical male bathroom symbol given ears and a fluffy tail. Luke hesitated inside the bathroom, realizing all the urinals were occupied. The splattering of pee against the porcelain echoed in the confined space, reminding Luke even more that he had to go. He moved along, checking the toilet stalls until he reached the second to last, moving in. The door was hastily locked and Luke turned, unbuttoning his pants. He tugged the jeans away from his ass and hips, the tightness relieved before they fell in a pile around his ankles. Luke slipped his underwear down, letting them join the pile around his ankles, wrapping his fingers around his shaft.

"Oh yeah, come on..." Luke muttered, relaxing his bathroom. A moment later his cock slit parted as a thick, hot stream of piss arched out. Luke watched it splatter into the toilet bowl, the water in the bowl already a deep yellow from the past patrons. Luke sniffed the air, realizing that the smell was rather intense. A closer examination revealed that the floor and toilet itself had been the victims of indiscriminate patrons that had likely doused everything. Luke wondered to himself if the beer smelling like piss made the piss smell like beer before he pushed the thought out of his mind, smirking, "I must be drunker than I thought..." He muttered to himself.

Luke's stream started dying out until the last few yellow dribbles leaked into the toilet. Luke gave his cock a few good shakes to get rid of the last droplets. He reached to flush the toilet before he paused, hearing wood grind against wood. Luke glanced around before he realized that there was a hole in the stall wall that hadn't been there before. Luke had spotted a divot before but he had thought it was a knot in the wood the stall had been made of, a hole that had been covered up with a wood panel on the other side. It seemed that the panel had been moved, opening a gap into the last stall in the row.

"You want some fun kid?" Came a deep velvety voice from the other side. Luke's eyes widened in surprise as he looked down to the hole.

"Me?" Luke asked softly, trying to whisper although it was a bit harder given the buzz he had. The light disappeared from the hole, something was obscuring it. Luke reached down experimentally, bringing his finger to the hole, sliding it through slowly. The finger slipped into a spacious, roomy, wet and slimy expanse. It wasn't a cock, it wasn't an ass... It had to be a mouth, a waiting hole just wanting to suck him off. Luke grunted in delight, blood flowing easily into his cock.

The blond boy drew his finger back, looking at the clear glistening juices on it. Luke moaned softly, the saliva of another... It seemed thick, but that just had to be because of something he ate. Luke brought the slimy finger up to his mouth, his lips parting as he took the finger in, sucking on it. His mouth exploded with taste and sensation, an extreme musk flooding his mind. Luke's eyes rolled into the back of his head for a moment. Luke thought he finally understood; the waiting mouth had sucked off other cocks, he was tasting the shared seed of other visitors. Luke blushed excitedly, he was eager to join into the line of men to desecrate the hole.

Once more his fingers easily wrapped around his shaft, lifting it up. Luke gave his shaft a few good strokes, his hand brushing his soft blond bush as he brought his cock to the glory hole. He took a deep breath, bracing himself before his mushroom shaped head started slipping through the hole. As his cock began emerging through the hole on the other side, it was met with the hot slick embrace that Luke had felt before. Flesh closed around his cock, massaging and practically sucking on it. Luke slipped more and more through, inch after inch. The pressure around his shaft grew more and more intense as he slipped in. He put a hand onto the stall wall, grunting hard. If anyone had checked under the stall it would have seemed off that Luke wasn't facing the toilet but was aimed at the stall next to him instead.

Luke grunted as he gave another eager thrust, hilting the glory hole. His shaft was completely through, his bush pressed tight against the stall wall as his balls slapped the wood. The blond boy pulled back slowly, gasping in fascination at the layer of clear slime that covered his manhood. It glistened in the light, the veins and contours perfectly visible. It was the most amazing thing he had ever seen in his life. Luke started thrusting in and out eagerly, his balls swaying with the force of his momentum. The slapping noise they made hitting the wood could be heard throughout the bathroom but no one paid it any mind, the sound of urinals being filled with golden showers taking precedence.

"So fucking good..." Luke muttered, thrusting wildly into the hot embrace. He had no idea how it could feel so good, but he gladly gave his virginity to the nameless hole in the wall and his partner was most appreciative. Just as Luke braced his right hand on the stall wall, a left hand braced against the same spot on the other side... though it was a far cry from Luke's pale white hand. The hand on the other side was huge, as wide as a small dinner plate and covered with a perfect coat of shiny black fur. The long digits ended with thick, sharp claws that dug into the wood in pleasure flexing with a realism that no glove or suit could manage.

The realistic black claw connected to a thick, muscled black fur covered arm that flexed and countered, trying to keep the person in an ideal position for the glory hole. Hot pants of breath escaped dark black lips, saliva clinging to yellowed deadly fangs set in a long muzzle, amber eyes clenched shut in bliss. The creature in the last stall was not a human, he was not even a furry... he was a wolf. Furthermore, he had not brought his mouth to the hole; Luke was taking advantage of a far different orifice. The wolf's strong right hand was just in front of his groin, huge balls hanging in a thick fuzzy sheath beneath his package... but his fingers weren't coiled around his shaft, at great effort he had kept his cock dormant. They were fondling and manipulating his long, thick, fuzzy sheath, a sheath that was being invaded by the human cock from the other side of the hole. The wolf growled happily, watching his flesh pouch expand as the human cock moved in and out of it, getting covered in his juices.

Luke was in heaven. The blow job was the best of his life. It was so sultry, so hot, so messy. His bush was soaked, no doubt from the saliva of his zealous partner. Luke's fingers dragged along the wall of the stall, the fingernail of the finger he had stuck through the hole scratching the wood itself. Despite the intense pleasure, a growing question was forming in Luke's mind; where was the tongue? The sucking off was fantastic, but... he hadn't felt a tongue once. Luke thrust harder, trying to get deeper, tilting his hips as he rammed through the wood. There had to be a way to find the tongue.

After a few more deep thrusts, Luke started to feel something in the back of the warm and wet orifice he was filling. A firm, pointed tip was pushing against the spongy head of his cock. Luke grunted in surprise, glad he found the tongue. It was so firm though, so steady. Maybe that came from so much practice. Luke thrust back against the firm object, trying to give his partner something to play with. He grunted in surprise as the pointed tip started pushing against the slit of his cock, almost pushing it open.

The wolf growled in bliss. The human was so eager, so distracted. He didn't even realize his own manhood was starting to change, but not fast enough for his taste. The wolf started to give into his lust, feeling it swell up fast. Luke moaned in surprise, feeling the flesh push his cock back even though the tip was still wedged into his cock. Luke's eyes squeezed shut as he started to let out a moan, a noise to his surprise that was mirrored on the other side. What Luke had assumed was a tongue started to pulse and shift. It wasn't moving like a tongue at all, and as Luke thought about it he hadn't felt any teeth either... Confusion swept over Luke.

"What's going UNNNNGH!" Luke gasped, his back arching as he felt the most unnatural sensation of his life. The pointed shaft that had pushed into the tip of his cock slit was pulsing; it was cumming... someone else was coming into his own cock. He tried to gasp again from how intense it was but his lungs were still full from his initial shock. The momentary pain that had come at the start suddenly faded away, replaced with a reverse orgasm. Luke let out a half scream of pleasure as the muscles in his shaft worked in reverse, moving cum just as fast as if he had been shooting it out. The same wave of blinding pleasure rocked through his brain and Luke's eyes rolled into the back of his head.

The wolf growled as his orgasm swept through him, his shaft wrapped tight around the cock that had invaded his sheath. He held their shafts in place, feeling cum spilling into his sheath. They weren't a perfect fit but it was close enough. His tongue slipped out of his mouth as he imagined what the human was experiencing. Luke grunted, feeling his cock pulse and throb. The reverse orgasm was lasting seconds, then moments longer than any orgasm he had ever felt before. He didn't see that his balls were swelling in his sack, the flesh getting stretched as the balls surpassed the size of golf balls, then kiwis, then plums. They kept filling, growing larger and larger. A tingling spread out in Luke's groin so the skin could accommodate the changing size.

While Luke was barely aware of the growing weight of his balls, he was fully aware that more and more of his wet and slimy shaft was being exposed to the air. At first Luke thought he was sliding out of whatever embrace he was in, but his cock was just as embedded as it was before. Luke glanced down, expecting to have his eyes prove that he was feeling things wrong. What he saw instead was enough to snap him out of his revelry. Six inches of hard cock stretched out from Luke's cock, every inch he had been so proud of. It was the size he had been for some time, every contour he knew well... but while Luke was quite familiar with six inches of meat extending from his groin, he wasn't prepared for the fact that several more inches continued through the glory hole into whatever was on the other side.

In a moment of panic, Luke tried pulling out suddenly. He felt the cum suddenly spilling around his cock rather than into it, groaning as the reverse orgasm ended abruptly. Luke withdrew inch after inch of his cock, pulling out another six inches... then another six before finally his cock popped through the hole. Luke fell backwards roughly onto the toilet, holding a foot and a half long cum coated cock in his hand, the length pulsing with vitality. Luke was starting to shiver in shock before he looked at the hole... and in an instant he went perfectly still.

Gazing back from the other side of the hole was the most intense amber eye Luke had ever seen in his life. It seemed to glow, to bore into his very soul. All fear melted away from Luke's mind, every hesitation and doubt. A deep sense of contentment spread through his body. Luke relaxed despite sitting on the toilet very uncomfortably. The yellow eye gazed into his unceasingly, without blinking.

"You've had a fantastic night at the club... Better than you could have dreamed possible. It was just as you pictured and you got the best blowjob of your life." The velvety voice growled from the other side of the wall, "You will go home and dream of this night, you won't tell your parents... You'll sleep off your beer and fantasize about coming back... and all the while the beast inside you will grow stronger. You won't be able to resist, you'll have to give into everything. You won't hold back." The voice growled. Luke gazed into the eye, unable to resist at all. A growl of pleasure came from the other side of the stall, "And then you'll find me again when it's time." He added, planting his last seed. Luke wouldn't remember any of it, but that would only make it all the sweeter.

***

Sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick layers of curtains hanging across Luke's bedroom window, failing completely. The day was kept outside, the room bathed in darkness that was as good as night. Luke had made it home a little after six, sneaking in just before his parents went off to work. He'd managed to stay stealthy just long enough to get into his room, though in his drunken sleepy haze he hadn't taken any effort to conceal his clothes. His white tail was lying on the floor, still attacked to his black jeans. His black mesh shirt was hanging from a lamp, the silver necklace hanging loosely around the arm of his desk chair. Luke had even tossed his underwear over to the pile of clothes by his closet, though the undergarments still seemed saturated with musky cum that had steadily oozed out of his shaft on the walk home.

Luke tossed and turned in his sleep, rolling one way and then the other. His movements caused the blanket over his shoulder to slip down, revealing bulging muscles covered in a sheen of sweat. Luke grunted and murmured, obviously having quite interactive dreams. Each time he tried to use his limbs in his dream, his body fought the sleep paralysis and his muscles quirked, bulging. Luke suddenly rolled onto his stomach, the thick waves of muscle across his huge shoulders and back exposed to the air of his room. He arched his back, his thick biceps and triceps flexing as he pushed against the mattress in his slumber... but while lying on his stomach had always been his favorite position before, an intense amount of discomfort was filtering even through his sleep.

The blond boy grunted, shifting and turning, rolling to lie on his back. The bed groaned as his large form rolled, the blanket lifting up into a tent as his groin reoriented, held almost two feet aloft. Thick, round pecs tipped with wide, fat nipples were now exposed to the air, Luke's entire body larger than it had ever been. Even his legs had grown, his huge feet sticking out of the bottom of the blanket. They were fare larger than they had been the night before, most likely at least a size fifteen. Luke let out a deep grunt, his hands digging into the sheets around him. Sharp, long pointed fingernails pierced through the fabric, slicing all the way into the mattress.

A deep, hot exhale of breath came from Luke's mouth before he bore his teeth to his dream, his teeth seeming longer, sharper, almost wilder. Luke continued to grunt and growl in his sleep before he let out a sudden howl, the noise echoing off his walls and waking him up. Luke's eyes snapped open, the color now an intense yellow. He looked around; trying to figure out what had woken him up. There were no threats, no partners in his bed. He hadn't brought anyone home from the club. Luke almost felt let down before he saw the massive tented blanket. Drool leaked from his lips as he grinned in excitement, his hands reaching out for it.

Luke got a hold of the blanket, precum oozing out of the cloth. The entire blanket was soaked in his man slime; it seemed that his cock had been oozing precum all night. Luke didn't see anything abnormal in that, he was quite manly after all. Luke tossed the blanket aside, growling in delight as he saw exactly what he expected to see. Luke's groin had completely changed, looking anything but human. His huge sack rested between his legs, his balls each the size of an orange. More than that, the sack itself was covered in thick, pure white fur. His bush was much thicker, all the blond color drained away from it. His entire lap was covered with white, a jagged pleasure trail jutting up all the way to his navel.

As much as his lap had changed, it was his cock that his amber eyes were drawn to. From the midst of the white fur a pure black cock extended, as thick as a can of beer and many times longer, at least twenty two inches. The mushroom head was long forgotten, in its place was a pointed canine head that matched the veins and bulges along the length, the base of the massive shaft seeming particularly thick. Feral yellow canine sperm leaked from the tip just from the blond boy looking at his own member. Luke's hands reached out, fingers coiling around the thick length. Luke stroked and massaged his manhood as if it had always been as long as it was now. Soon grunts and growls of pleasure filled his room.

Luke's wild yellow eyes gazed at his black canine shaft with pride, true pride. More and more yellow sperm oozed from his shaft, sliding down his shaft, getting worked into the skin by his hands. Luke's tongue slipped out of his mouth, hanging from the side as he panted. Soon he wasn't even looking at his cock. He was completely lost in the experience, absolutely no thought in his brain other than pleasure. Luke thrust harder and harder, the leaking slime soaking across his fingers. His long fingernails began darkening, the white becoming a yellow, a tan, a brown, and ultimately black. They grew thicker too before the flesh seemed to grow over them, the nails curving downwards.

With each stroke, Luke's hands looked wilder. The claws were one thing, but the flesh on the palm of his hands began to swell. A long potato shaped pad grew out and then several more smaller ones formed, the hands swelling to accommodate the new flesh. The hair on Luke's arms and legs slowly started bleaching out, becoming a colorless white in moments. In moments more it started getting thicker, growing out longer and softer. It was like snow collecting on the ground in a winter's night; Luke's pale skin was disappearing on his arms and legs. The hair began spreading, growing in on the back of his hand, his fingers, even between his paw pads. Before long Luke looked as if he was wearing sleeves and pant legs of fur.

The leaking seed continued to pour, relentlessly flowing. It soaked into the white fur around his cock, giving it a faint yellow stain before rolling over his hips and soaking into the bed. Luke had flooded his room with the smell of musky, feral male canine. His nostrils flared as he inhaled the scent, moaning deeply. He licked his lips, remembering the single drop he had tasted at the glory hole. He couldn't live without more, he had to have more. Without looking, Luke began instinctually guiding his two foot cock towards him. The pointed, oozing, leaking head came ever so much closer. More tainted seed dripped out across his stomach and his chest. Tiny new snow white hairs pushed out beneath the droplets of cum, spreading out across his chest slowly. Luke's lips parted more, his tongue stretching out in anticipation.

A droplet of yellow ran down the edge of his cock, combing to an abrupt stop where his tongue was extended. Once more flavor exploded in his mouth. Luke tugged his cock to his chest wildly, stuffing his mouth around the immense meat. His shaft began to leak more liberally, splashes of his seed washing over his mouth and tongue before being gulped down eagerly. Luke grunted, sliding his head forward and back, stimulating himself as much as possible. The black shaft contrasted so completely with his pale skin, but then again it was even more distinct when compared to the white fur spreading over Luke's body. Luke kept sucking and drinking, not paying any attention to the pulsing sensations swimming through his body.

Each breath swelled Luke's chest larger, rounder, bigger, but each exhale didn't return it to its original size. If anything, Luke was practically swelling like a balloon. His pectorals were gigantic, his nipples enormous. His abdomen was being crisscrossed with mounds of muscle springing up like mole hills. Luke's arms were filling out massively as well, only surpassed by his trunks of legs. There was no doubt Luke wouldn't fit into any of his clothes anymore. The problem was only compounded as his toenails sank into his toes, pushing out of the tips as his white leg hair spread over his feet. They contorted, the ankles changing as Luke developed true paws on his feet.

Luke continued suckling from his cock, the thick yellow sperm flowing down into his stomach. The changes only seemed to accelerate across his body. His chest was fully engulfed in fur, his back filling in within moments. His arms and legs were complete, his paws immense... but something was changing, something distinct. A deep seated pain and ache settled into his tailbone. It felt like he had broken it for a moment, but then Luke realized the pain was further out from his body than anything had been. With a gentle roll onto his side, Luke stuffed his canine cock down his throat, letting it slide even deeper. His ass cheeks were shoved apart, his darkening pucker revealed as his tail grew in. The nub of flesh became a tube, then an extension, and finally a tail as thick white fur covered it. The tail continued to stretch longer and thicker, flicking one way and then the other until it was almost as long as his legs were, the pointed tip mere inches from the base of his paws.

From the neck down Luke had changed completely. His body was covered in fur, his digits ended in claws, he had a tail and huge balls. It was heaven. Even his blond hair had bleached out until it was white. His ears had pushed gently into points; his teeth were sharp and wild. Luke could tell his change was approaching an end, he could sense two changes on the horizon... but a sudden tingling in his groin signaled which was going to be first. Luke forced his eyes open, watching as best he could with a throat stuffed full of cock as the furry white flesh around the root of his shaft contorted. Sensing the changes, the base of his cock began swelling, growing into a true canine knot.

The contorting flesh began squeezing at the knot, stretching upwards. The edge touching his shaft began to grow hairless and smooth, collecting his juices while the tissue got thicker, softer, almost spongy. The growing flesh began inching up his immense cock, growing into a longer and longer hollow tube. Every inch gained gave the forming sheath more internal surface to capture juices, a clear slime forming inside. The forming sheath soon bumped Luke's lower hand. Curious, he moved his clawed fingers and began probing at the edge of the sheath. The flesh was stretchy, spongy and soaked. He pried it open, strings of thick goo clinging to his finger no matter how he tried to stretch it before he popped the finger into his mouth along with his shaft.

"Fub yed!" Luke attempted a curse of delight at the flavor, returning his fingers promptly to his growing sheath. He dipped them in, sampled his juices and then sucked them clean, repeating the process several times as his sheath surpassed a foot in length. The snowy white pouch was quite large and spacious. As much as Luke craved his full change, the flavor of his sheath was sending him over the edge. He gulped and guzzled his seed, feeling his gigantic balls churn in his sack. The suddenly seized up, his shaft pulsed, and then in a mighty howl of pleasure, Luke came. His constantly leaking cock shifted into high gear, unleashing pints of seed every second. Luke attempted in vain to swallow it all as well. Cum overflowed from his lips, spilling down his face, coating his chest and groin. It was too much for him to take in all at once, too much pleasure and too much seed.

Luke fell back against his bed limply even before, panting. His cock was going off like a fire hose, spraying cum all over his room. His bed was soaked, his carpet flooded... Luke's cock wobbled in mid air as he lay paralyzed on his bed. He felt amazing, like the king of beasts himself. There was only one flaw... he had cum too soon, his body wasn't completely changed. From the neck down he was a gigantic furry white wolf, but his head was that of a human... mostly. Luke had started to feel bad before he realized something; his human head would be perfect to buy him the time he needed to get close enough to someone else and welcome them to his world. He would bring out the beast in others.

***

The constant hum of computer fans filled the musty basement, a blue and red glow casting out of the large tower across spindles of blank dvds and stacks of books. The wide LCD screen was dark, the flashing orange light indicating that it was in sleep mode, much like its owner. The overstuffed desk chair was leaned back, a teenage boy lying passed out on it with his legs propped up onto the desk. A wireless laser mouse had apparently fallen from under his hand, the red light flashing in protest from its position on the floor.

The teenager dozed deeply, having passed out after hours of gaming followed by hours of coding. The young man hadn't even removed the black rectangular glasses that framed his closed, green eyes. The frames matched the untamed mane of unruly black hair he had, complimented by the thin shadow of stubble across his face. The glint of a diamond stud in his ears helped to balance the nerd aspects of his incredibly lithe physique and glasses with the untapped manliness of his stubble and hair.

Despite having turned the basement of his parents house into a successful man cave, the teenager was still in high school, his last year of it. His notebooks were piled up at the foot of his bed, all emblazoned with the same name; Shane. The house around Shane was quiet, completely quiet. His parents had gone to work before he had even passed out, blaming the heat wave for him staying up all night. In truth, he always stayed up all night but they were seldom observant enough to notice. Now it was Shane who wasn't observant enough to notice the large fuzzy white paws pushing through outside his window, pushing it open slowly before sliding in.

Luke suppressed his urge to grunt as he wriggled in, not wanting to wake Shane. It was ideal, it was adorable... it was perfect. Luke's legs hung through the window, covered in the tight borrowed jeans of his father's. His paws wriggled and Luke suddenly exhaled as much as possible in an effort to fit his muscled stomach and chest through the window. His hands gripped at the sill as he dropped down onto the pile of blankets and pillows on the bed, catching the window before it slammed shut. The white wolfman eased the pane shut before he slipped off the bed, moving over to the sleeping teenager.

Luke circled Shane, looking him over, inhaling the amazing scents of a teenager on the verge of pure manhood. He had a scent like that before he became something more. Luke closed his eyes, imagining taking advantage of that scent before he heard something. His ears perked, his eyes opened, he needed to make sure he didn't spill something or awake Shane prematurely. He looked around before finding the source of the noise... his sheath was leaking precum steadily, a constant flow coming from the thick, long, puffy pouch holding his manhood. Luke shuddered in bliss, taking his sheath in hand.

While Shane had been slumbering, his right arm had been draped across his arm rest, his fingers relaxed and the hand dangling. Luke crouched down, bringing the opening of his massive sheath to the tips of Shane's fingers, holding his breath as the warm goo spilled out, coating the fingers. Luke began pushing up, the warm meaty lips of his sheath spreading over the fingers, then across his knuckles. Luke kept pushing, watching Shane's dominant hand disappear. The heat and tingling spreading into his hand started to wake Shane up. He stirred, moaning softly, wondering if someone was dipping his hand into a bowl of full water... his bladder was starting to desperately fight to hold his urine in.

"What the hell?" Shane muttered, his eyes flickering open. He looked over to where his hand was, expecting to see a bowl of something. Instead he saw a fuzzy white tube oozing with liquid that was coating his forearm. He looked up, seeing... of all things, his friend Luke. Shane's eyes shot wide and he scrambled to get out of the chair, falling onto the floor, trying to crawl away. Luke grunted, moving to put one huge deadly paw on his chest, pinning him to the floor before thrusting his sheath forward. The flesh slipped up, coating al the way to Shane's elbow. Shane gasped in pure shock as he felt his hand brush a hard, pointed cock nestled deep in the sheath.

"There, good boy." Luke whispered, amber eyes gazing into Shane's. Shane tried to pull his arm out but froze as a deep deadly growl came from Luke's throat, warning him. Shane swallowed, his heart pounding in his chest.

"This is a dream; I fell asleep and am dreaming about some horror movie." Shane said to himself. Luke let out a hearty chuckle.

"A gay porn horror movie maybe..." Luke grinned, running an abnormally long tongue over wicked deadly fangs. Shane tried to move a different way, but every time he did the claws on his chest dug in or that deadly growl returned. Soon he was laying there, pinned, his arm up the man sleeve of a giant muscled wolf. Luke closed his eyes, panting as he started pumping his sheath around Shane's arm. Shane looked away, trying to disassociate himself with the moment as he felt the hot, clear goo running down his arm, spiraling around his shoulder, soaking the black forest of pit hair there. He could smell the salt, the musk. He wrinkled up his nose, groaning as his arm burned in sensation.

Shane could feel his heartbeat pounding in his arm, every vein throbbing. His arm pulsed with strength, the sheath feeling tighter and tighter until it was almost painfully constricting his arm. Shane gasped suddenly as he felt cool air hitting his hot arm once more, the tight confines of the wolf sheath withdrawing. Shane turned to look at his arm and cursed softly in shock at what he saw. As the sheath withdrew it left a hugely muscled arm covered in thick, wet, soft black fur... but it hadn't just been below the elbow, his entire arm was disproportionate and furry. A thick black pelt hung from his armpit, his entire shoulder bulged and furry, his entire limb as wild as the beast that had covered it.

"And now my favorite part." Shane whispered as his sheath slid off of Shane's hand. Shane's average palm had been transformed, a gigantic hand sliding out. His fingers were pressed tightly together just to fit into the massive sheath Luke had... and as the fingers emerged, Shane realized each was tipped with a long, deadly claw. Luke's tube finally pulled all the way off, bobbing as it was freed of its former captive. The bouncing sheath splattered precum all over Shane's chest, staining his shirt, trapping that manly smell by his nose.

"What did you do to me?" Shane whispered, flexing his massive hand. He had thought he was going to be repulsed, shocked, dismayed... But his new muscles begged to be used; each flex seemed to bring him a burst of pleasure. Shane put the arm to his side, closing his eyes, refusing to give in. Shane took a deep breath, opening his eyes to look up at Luke, "What happened to you?" he asked. A smile crossed his fanged face.

"I snuck into a nightclub... Had a beer, met a man... a most fantastic man. I never saw his face, but he gave me a gift... even more amazing than the one I gave you. It took me a little while to get it, but it was so good." Luke said, unzipping his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He took his clawed finger and placed it to the collar of the tight shirt he had squeezed into, cutting down the length. The fabric tore and split, revealing a gigantic muscled chest to Shane. Shane shuddered in shock at just what a beast Luke had become.

"And now you want to do that to me?" Shane all but whispered. Despite his fear and anxiety, perhaps because of it, blood was rushing into his shaft. His pants were getting a bit of a tent. Luke moved his foot, using his wolf toes to massage Shane's chest as he moved, changing position.

"And you want that too, I can smell it, I can feel it. Join the pack Shane, be with me." Luke whispered. Shane shook his head.

"I don't know how we would survive like that, I can't give up my humanity, not even for..." Shane trailed off.

"For the pleasure? But it's just so good..." Luke whispered, taking a hold of his sheath. He gave it a half shake and precum splattered onto Shane's face, clinging to his stubble, drizzled across his nose. Shane gasped in shock, managing to take some of the seed into his mouth. His eyes slid shut as he started eagerly licking his face, the half tent in his pants quickly becoming an entire one. Soon Shane's hips were thrusting up into the air. Luke held his cock, letting the precum flow. It poured all over Shane's head, soaking into his mane of hair, splattering across his glasses. Shane opened his mouth, letting the flow in like a fire hose, gulping at it before it flowed over the edges of his mouth and down his cheeks even as he gulped.

Shane's huge, furry wolf arm moved in instinct, trying to get at his cock. His clawed hand tore at his jeans before they wrapped around the pathetically small human cock. Shane didn't care; he had to feel the pleasure. He squeezed and molested his shaft, tugging on it mercilessly. As much as Luke loved what was happening, he knew he would likely drown the poor fellow. Luke moved his shaft, letting Shane swallow the rest of his addictive preseed before continuing. Slowly Luke took his paw off of Shane's chest to see if Shane would try to run away. Amusingly enough, Shane did seem to be trying.

The black haired nerd rolled onto his knees and one arm, trying to crawl to the door... but his wolf arm refused to leave his cock and he tumbled onto his shoulder, landing in a heap as a result. Shane seemed to give up, focusing only on jacking off. Luke chuckled, moving. One large white hand reached around the scruff of the nerd's neck and lifted him up. Shane gazed around uncertainly at what was going on. Luke pushed Shane onto his knees before pulling the human carefully behind him. Shane looked at Luke's wide, curved fuzzy white hips and round ass, the white fluffy tail jutting out and the black pucker in the midst of it all. That was all he had a chance to see before Luke shoved Shane's face between his ass cheeks.

Shane struggled at first, his face squeezed between the massive fuzzy white cheeks of Luke's ass, but he started to relax. Luke's canine scent glands were marking Shane's face, filling his nose, saturating his senses and combining with the seed that had flooded his system. Shane soon gave up fighting; if anything he was doing quite the opposite. Luke panted happily as Shane started nuzzling into his ass cheeks. Shane's lips parted and his tongue slipped out, slowly sliding around Luke's canine pucker before it plunged in, sliding back and forth the dark hole. Shane's face bobbed forward and back, though even as he pulled his head back his lips stayed deep inside. The reason was soon obvious.

While Shane had been rimming the white wolf, his face had stretched out into a human muzzle. His jaw was long, his wide cheeks covered in every bit with stubble, his nose flattened out. His tongue had stretched, inch after inch sliding in and out of Luke's ass. He was a perfect rimming machine. Shane kept slurping and sucking, his hand working all over his human cock. He was a perfect bitch and Luke wouldn't have it any other way, his human face radiating glee.

With both males going at it so much, neither heard the floor upstairs groan under an enormous weight, then groan again or again. Luke's eyes snapped open when he heard the door to the basement click open. He panted; his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He was having too much pleasure to stop. Whoever was coming would just have to join in their reverie. Luke took a hold of his sheath and aimed; ready to unleash his potent addicting cum. Luke prepared to unleash his seed when the unexpected happened... The feet coming down the stairs weren't actually feet, they were huge black paws.

The stairs groaned under the weight of the immense black wolf, his coat thick and glistening even in the limited light of the basement. His amber eyes practically glowed in the darkness, settling on Luke with a grin of yellowed fangs. Luke's eyes poured over the black wolf before returning to his groin taking in the sight of sigh a lovely, gigantic sheath. He began panting harder before Luke fell forward onto all fours. His change in position allowed Shane's tongue to penetrate even deeper into the ass of his lover, something he quickly took advantage of.

The big black wolf advanced, standing before Luke, the sheath drooling constantly at is feet. Luke stuck out his tongue, leaning for the seed dripping from the pouch. The wolf growled happily, though he had something else in mind. As Luke got just close enough to stick his tongue into the stream of pre, the wolf surged forward. Luke found his face pushed against the sheath before its meaty girth began spreading over his face. The wolf reached, grabbing the edges of his flesh to stretch and pull across Luke's face. It slid over his mouth, his nose, his chin and finally his forehead. The wolf groaned, stretching himself until Luke's entire head was squeezed into the sheath.

Inside the tube of flesh Luke was moaning and grunting happily, the precum flowing down his throat, up his nose, soaking his white hair. Luke gulped at the seed, embracing it. A soft moan vibrated in the sheath as the last part of Luke to change began its transformation. Bathed in seed, his ears stretched into points and rose to the top of his head, flattened down and soaked with cum. His nose grew dark black and moist, blunting as the human's jaw and mouth pushed forward inch after inch, narrowing toward the front, making room for many more sharp teeth. As Luke's head changed and grew, there wasn't enough room for it all inside the sheath. Slowly the back of his head emerged, covered in thick white fur. His ears slipped out neck, then his cheeks which pushed out into fuzzy white points of fur sticking out a good deal from his face.

More and more of Luke's muzzle emerged until only his black nose and long slurping tongue were inside, though what Luke had been licking became apparent. Before Luke's head was fully removed from the slit, he parted his lips and let the black wolf's red cock push into his lips, sliding more and more out of the sheath and into his maw. The black wolf growled happily, loving how his cock had gone from one wet embrace to another. He began thrusting back and forth, sliding his huge meat back and forth in Luke's mouth... but just as Luke's member was massive, the white wolf had to relax his throat completely as inch after inch began sliding down his gullet.

"Good boy, look at you... Finally complete, finally a member of the pack... And you have such a good friend there." The black wolf murmured. Luke nodded happily, sucking down the cock, feeling it fill him so well. The black wolf shuddered, spraying a thick wad of wolf cum into Luke's stomach before he began sliding out. Luke whimpered mournfully as the cock withdrew, watching the pointed tip pop out, a string of cum connecting it to Luke's mouth. He slurped it up happily.

"That was delicious master..." Luke whispered, the word already seeming so right. The black wolf grinned, peering over Luke's shoulder to the malproportioned wolf behind him. He chuckled deeply.

"It looks like your pup found something delicious as well. Let's see if he's right." The black wolf said, turning slowly. Luke's eyes poured over every inch of the master's muscled, furry black ass, the black pucker hidden inside. Luke's canine nose sniffed, nostrils flaring as he leaned in toward that ass. The nose pressed against the fur and he began sniffing around, taking in deep breaths as he found the master's scent gland. Tiny particles of smell filled his mind, saturating it with the scent he would always strive to be with. As if by instinct, Luke's lips parted and his long, soft tongue pressed out, crossing back and forth along the ring of muscle, circling it before slowly pressing into the tight gap.

The black wolf growled happily, feeling the tongue slide into him. Wolf tongues could do amazing things. The master let out a soft howl of pleasure as he felt it wriggle up and down his ass, ramming into his prostate, pleasuring him s completely. It was divine, it was perfect... But their family wasn't yet complete. He reached back and gave the top of Luke's head a pet before grunting. He tilted his head, glancing back at Shane.

"Pup, come here." He said, his voice deep and commanding. Shane pulled his long face out of Luke's ass, looking up. The stubble on his cheeks had gotten longer and softer, giving him a fur like beard. The master growled happily, "Yes, come here." He said again. Shane moved, scrambling up onto all fours, tumbling along the floor before landing in a heap before the big black wolf. Shane panted, an extremely long tongue sliding out of his mouth. Even his teeth were sharp and wild, no doubt his mind was.

The master panted happily, holding his sheath as inch after inch of his long, red cock became fully exposed again. The massive length glistened with the juices of his sheath, his clawed hands wrapping around it. He gazed down at the fuzzy faced nerd before he moaned, releasing his bladder. His huge shaft pulsed, the cock slit going wide before a thick, hearty stream of acrid yellow urine launched out, hitting Shane in the face. The piss washed over his skin, dripping from his chin and coursing down his chest, soaking into the shirt he wore and staining the pants hugging his hips. The heat was palpable as he was drenched, but Shane opened his mouth and a very different sound came as the pee hit his tongue and began to collect, soon the sound of piss hitting piss echoing from his mouth.

As the golden shower of liquid ran over Shane's face, what had once been a shadow of stubble was now as thick of a beard and was getting thicker. Black fur was growing in all over his face, running up to his wild mane of hair. Soon the only skin tone on Shane's head came from his ears as they stretched and morphed into points, but that disappeared too as jet black fur sprouted across them and they shifted up, disappearing in his hair before emerging at the top. Even Shane's teeth were stained, a bright acrid yellow so intense they would likely never be white again.

The master began moving his cock, showering Shane all over with the urine. Part of the effort was to mark him, but it was also an effective way of inducting the new member. The piss soaked shirt clung to Shane's skin, bulging out as thick black fur filled in beneath it. The ring of black hair around his manhood erupted into a massive dense forest before his balls pushed out of the gap in his jeans, big black fuzzy mounds begging to be fondled. The black fur even raced down out of the cuff of his pants, covering his feet as they swelled larger and larger. Claws pushed out of his toes as pawpads swelled. There was no doubt in the master's mind that his youngest pup had been a complete virgin. They were always the fastest to change.

In moments Shane was fully covered in fur, though his physiology was still changing. His left arm was struggling as it bloated with muscle to catch up to the right, his pecs filling out and his abdomen forming. The last few drips of the master's piss fell onto Shane's fuzzy black head as he licked his face clean, panting happily. The master smiled, clenching his ass tight around Luke's eager tongue before he moved. Luke followed the master around before eventually pulling out, panting happily.

"Good boys, both of you! So good, you've grown into big brave wolves. I'm so proud of you." He boomed. Shane and Luke both wagged their tails eagerly, their fuzzy sheaths parting as the pointed head of their lycan cocks pushed out into the light of day. The master eyed them over carefully, nodding in delight, "There is one last thing we must do to signify our pack is whole." He said.

"What master? Anything!" Luke panted. Shane nodded happily, looking like the spitting image of the big black wolf in his younger days. The master moved and pushed Shane onto all fours, guiding Luke up behind him. Luke started panting, needing no further prompting. His long back pointed cock pushed all the way out of his sheath as he put his hands onto Shane's shoulders and moved forward. Shane gasped out in delight as his virgin ass was invaded, the pointed canine meat of his lover pushing his muscles wide and sliding in.

Luke panted eagerly, putting more and more of his weight onto Shane's shoulders as his hips slid back and forth, picking up pace. Shane had no way to resist the strength of it, his whole body swaying forward and back. As the two younger wolves mated, the master moaned, watching them. Unlike the orange sized balls the boys had, his were much bigger... Each testicle had to be the size of a cantaloupe each. In time they would grow as massive as him, but it was his job to watch over them, to help them... and to enjoy them.

The master's massive black paw curled around his shaft and started stroking up and down quickly, giving it a good squeeze. Luke was a monster, fucking Shane's ass with no remorse. Leaning his white muzzle in to gnaw and bite at Shane's neck with love. Shane's long black cock began dripping cum beneath him, every inch of the youngest wolf the same color. He panted hard, thrusting into the air, humping his own imaginary mate. The master chuckled at that before moaning, his eyes squeezing shut.

Luke had no focus on anything but what he was doing, his cock unrelenting in his assault. Luke thrust in and out, back and forth. When Shane grunted in bliss and came harder, he knew he had found the boy's prostate. Luke changed angles, thrusting to hit that spot over and over again. Shane collapsed onto his cumming cock, orgasming constantly as his prostate was assaulted. Luke was insatiable, drool dripping from his muzzle. Luke was so into fucking Shane that when the dynamic changed, he was shocked. Suddenly his cock was no longer moving in and out of Shane's ass, it was staying right in the same spot. The only things moving were Luke's hips... and Shane's hips. Luke soon realized his knot had swollen in Shane, the flesh bulging so big that it couldn't possibly leave his ass. Shane was his, he had proven it.

Luke lifted his white muzzle to the ceiling and let out a pure animal howl, his strong voice rattling the windows. Shane lifted his head and did the same, joining in with his mate. The master lifted his head and joined in with the others, their three voices carrying for miles... but that was not all he did. The master thought of all the fun the boys had, all the humans they could convert, just how big their pack could grow. Imagining all of that was more than he could handle. He felt the base of his cock swell into a big, fat tight red knot, he felt his balls tug against his body, and he felt his shaft shudder and pulse.

In a glorious moment of pure pleasure, the three wolves howling was met with the sound of a copious amount of feral sperm spraying out of the master's shaft. The slightly yellow feral wolf cum arched out through the air, hitting Luke in the shoulder before it splashed all over. The thick hot rush ran down onto Shane's ass, dribbling across his black fur, soaking into it. The master began moving his cock, aiming it, giving Luke and Shane a shower all over. Both of their muzzles parted as they greedily tried to guzzle their master's seed down, all while it soaked into the fur across their bodies.

The cum continued to pour, seemingly endless. Luke and Shane's backs were covered in a layer of cum so thick that their fur couldn't absorb anymore. It spilled over their ribs, their hips. It dripped from their stomachs and even ran down Shane's cock, joining his own cum spilling from the tip. Soon they were drenched in it. It covered their ears, their noses, their tales. Every inch was bathed in cum. The mess was so wild that a pool was forming beneath them, spreading out and soaking into the carpet, filling the basement with a musk that would never be cleaned out.

As the minutes passed and the cum continued flowing, Luke eventually pulled out of Shane's ass, moving to collapse onto his back in the sea of sperm. He moaned, feeling the cum splatter across his chest. Shane moved as well, lying by Luke's side, cuddling up. Despite having black fur, Shane was completely white with his master's sperm. Seeing the two so content, the master finally let his cock relax. The flow of cum came to an end, the last few drops landing in the yellow sea before he moved. Luke and Shane cooed happily as their master came to them, lying down between them. The moved to cuddle against him, sighing happily as his body displaced the sperm, sending a ripple out.

"Now this is the life. Aren't you glad you joined the pack?" he murmured.

"Sure am..." Shane said.

"Best thing that ever happened to me." Luke nodded in agreement. The three closed their eyes, basking in their sea of pleasure.

"Good... And I like this place. It'll make a good den for us to raise more cubs... more of our pack." The master smiled.

"We can start with my brother, he gets back from college tomorrow..." Shane smiled.

"And he will help us spread to the whole city." Master smiled, his pups cuddling against him on both sides.