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Joining the Pack 2 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Panzermaus

Those eyes... they were so beautiful... So deep, so wild, the most yellow of yellows. They really were like suns in a way, two twin yellow suns radiating their light and warmth into his very soul... Yes, love... love as well, he was so loved. Every part of his body felt good as he gazed into those eyes... They were the only things he ever needed. He only wished he could swim in them, to be lost in them, to-

"Kenji?" Came the deep, velvety voice that went along with the eyes. The human stirred softly, his thoughts disrupted. One eye blinked, then both in unison as he struggled to return to his senses. Kenji blinked again before a wide, dopey smile crossed his lips. His chocolate brown eyes poured over the male before him.

"Luke..." Kenji all but moaned, looking at the seven foot tall wolf covered in the thickest, softest white fur he had ever seen in his life. Kenji had nearly had a heart attack when he found a humanoid wolf in the bathroom stall on the second floor of their high school, but it seemed like another lifetime, one before he'd looked into the eyes and been mesmerized by the pure beauty of such a creature.

"How do you feel Kenji?" Luke asked softly. Kenji only grinned more, his perfect white teeth complimenting his well tanned Philippino skin and his black hair worked up into a bit of a fauxhawk.

"I feel... fantastic, better than ever. Just... let me look into your eyes more." Kenji begged the wolf, reaching up to trail his fingers through the soft chest of fur. Kenji moaned, wanting to cuddle up on the wolf like he was a giant stuffed animal. Luke chuckled in turn.

"It wasn't just my eyes Kenji, I gave you a gift." Luke explained, lowering his muzzle to signal Kenji to look down. It was hard for the human to look away from the wolf but he slowly looked down. He hadn't remembered anything after walking into the stall, but here he was on the toilet, his shirt unbuttoned and spread wide, his pants and underwear around his ankles... and a very changed piece of anatomy.

Kenji had been well hung for his age and his heritage, a nice uncut cock extending from his groin. Kenji could no longer see his shaft, but he presumed it was still there. In its place, attached both to his groin and the flesh of the base of his stomach, was a sheath... a wolf sheath. The entire pouch was covered in thick, soft, tantalizing fur. The fur even covered his balls, seeming quite out of place compared to his mostly smooth skin. The sheath had to be at least seven inches from base to the wide tip. The flesh moved together smoothly, a loose gap at the tip. As Kenji gazed at it, a thick blob of clear precum leaked from it, suspended on the top of his flesh. Kenji reached out to collect it on his finger, lifting it to his lips before pausing, looking at Luke.

"May I master?" Kenji asked, the word seeming so right when minutes ago he had just been going about his day. It was if his life had changed in an instant and he woke up as a new man mere moments prior. Luke nodded.

"By all means... This will be your reward, your constant companion while you do what we cannot." Luke explained. Kenji dipped his finger into the clear cream and brought it up to his face. He sniffed at it, moaned, and then plunged his finger between his lips. The taste was mind blowing, incredibly musky and salty. He licked his finger clean before moaning. From the midst of his sheath a pink pointed cock tip began emerging. Kenji began reaching for it but Luke shook his head. Kenji all but whimpered.

"Later?" He asked, his pathetically short human tongue hanging out of his lips a little way. Luke chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, later... but you have so much to do." Luke said softly, "Do you remember?" he asked. Kenji's eyes went wide.

"Put up posters to the Lunar Lounge... Help out as a volunteer in the cafeteria, share the cologne from the box behind the gym, remove the key keeping the southern stairwell doors unlocked..." Kenji said to his own surprise. He didn't even remember learning that.

"Good boy." Luke said, petting Kenji's fauxhawk. The phillipino nearly moaned, pushing into the hand. Luke smirked, giving him one more pat, "Now go, have a good day."

"Yes master, I'll make you proud." Kenji said. Luke stepped back to make room. Kenji stood up and pulled up his jeans, buttoning them and carefully zipping them up. He paused, noticing how much of a bulge his sheath made in the jeans. He shuddered happily and proudly before heading off into the school. Luke watched him go, his muzzle forming into a great smile as he anticipated what the day would bring.

***

The crackle of tape separating from the roll echoed down the empty school hallways, reminding Kenji just how empty it could be during class. While most students had to suffer through social studies, algebra or western civ, Kenji usually was spending the time as an audio visual aid running around the school. A carefully placed lie here and there had given him complete autonomy of the school and allowed him to carry out his aster's work. Glistening purple posters advertising the Lunar Lounge's youth night had been tacked up on every peg board and taped to every bare wall down the main stretch of the building as he advanced on the southwestern corner of the school.

Kenji whimpered softly as he gazed at the outline of wolves on the poster he was taping up. Just thinking about those amazing eyes made him pant in desire for his master when days earlier it was the girls panting for him. Now the thought of girls seemed disgusting while every thought of his fuzzy white master made his sheath leak, a spot on his pants constantly getting wet and having to dry again. Kenji refocused himself on the task, moving to tape up a poster along the edge of the corner leaning toward the gym.

"Kenji, what are you doing as a paper pusher?" Came a chuckle from behind. Kenji turned, looking at the young man that had called over to him. He was five foot eleven, short buzzed brown hair and blue eyes, a blue and white jersey hanging over his well muscled shoulders. His trademarked grin seemed to white to be real, but it was.

"Hey Jason, how you doin' man?" Kenji asked, seeming like the popular party boy he had been before his thoughts constantly drifted to wolf cock.

"Doin good, though I had to go the long way around the gym. The back door is locked... I haven't seen what's out there." Jason explained. Kenji smiled.

"It's this new cologne that got delivered, they're thinking about sponsoring team funding in exchange for some PR and pres stuff. They wanted the team to try it out and get back to them. I'll help you load it in." Kenji said, his personality always so happy. Jason grinned.

"Sounds cool dude? You finished with the posters? Looks like you're all over the advertising business." Jason asked, glancing up and down the hall. Kenji nodded, laughing.

"I got enough up to get the word out and there are important things to do." Kenji said, glancing over at the stairwell his master had told him about. It was the most remote, isolated stairwell in the entire school, usually smelling of crayons and dust. It was so remote that the designers forgot to upgrade the doors and they required a key to stay unlocked... a key that Kenji could see. Jason had turned and was heading for the gym in the opposite direction. He paused when he realized Kenji wasn't behind him.

"Coming?" He asked companionably.

"Just a second." Kenji said. Jason nodded, turning, walking to the gym slower. Kenji jogged over to the old brown metal doors and reached over, sliding the key out of its slot. He glanced one way and then the other, his brown eyes shimmering yellow for a moment before he dropped the key into his pocket before turning and jogging to catch up with Jason as he entered the gym. The sound of the key being removed had been so quiet that those on the other side of the doors hadn't noticed. Even if they had, they likely would have passed it off as some errant student making a ruckus in the hall and tried to avoid it. The best confrontation was the one avoided and that had become the guiding principle of those who sought shelter in the southwestern stairwell.

While many students took to the stairwell instead of classes, there were two or three students that made up the core of the group and shaped its feel, all of whom were not only in the stairwell but were sitting in the shadowed hollow area under the first landing. Joss was the defacto leader of sorts, six foot two tall and as thin as a bean pole. His brown hair almost had a dusty quality to it, his skin pale from lack of sunlight. Hip rectangular black glasses framed brown eyes and a patch of brown hair ran along the underside of the tip of his chin. At Joss's side was a meek boy named Levi.

Levi was just as thin as Joss but he was barely five feet tall, quite short for his age. His hair was a dirty dishwater blond, the bridge of his nose and cheeks splattered with freckles. While he had no trace of a tan either, the green video game t-shirt he wore betrayed his personal reason for being so. While meek, his green eyes seemed ever curious and energetic. While Levi typically spent every class playing video games, the stairwell was sacred. Levi felt very safe with his friends, especially Joss.

Obscured fully in the shadows was Chase, the most 'emo' of the group. Chase was an average height, balancing out the other two. His hair was naturally black but the addition of black dye made it seem almost unearthly. His natural pale skin was assisted by a bit of makeup to push the envelope, contrasting perfectly with his hair, eyebrows, and the thin leather choker around his neck. Like Joss he had glasses, though they were wire frame rectangles that were less overstated. Another detail that set Chase apart was the number of piercings he had. Each ear had seven silver rings starting at the bottom of the ear and rising up around the back of the lobe. Silver snake bite piercings marked both sides of his bottom lip and the tongue slithering around his mouth was punctured as well, a silver ball glistening on the upper and lower side of his muscle.

"I hear they're going to do another unit of football in gym to round out the year." Levi commented after a moment. Joss shuddered like a veteran having war flashbacks while Chase snorted, examining his painted black nails.

"Their lack of creativity never surprises me. I'm surprised they are evolved enough not to go around sniffing each other's butts." Chase smirked.

"I considered swimming as an alternative but even those people have their own clique and swim gear always gets my backpack wet afterwards." Joss commented.

"I bet the chlorine would be murder to your hair Chase." Levi commented. Chase merely gave a smile, not looking up. Levi leaned back, feeling a little dejected when he felt something warm and wet land on his hand. He looked at it, seeing a droplet of bright yellow liquid. He glanced up the center of the stairs but saw nothing. Curious, he brought his hand up to his nose and sniffed at it. The scent was acrid, strong, almost alkali. Levi felt like shaking it off his hand or wiping it on something but he just sat there, sniffing it.

"What's that?" Joss asked, noticing Levi's unusual movements. Levi blushed, brushing the droplet off onto the carpet, though he almost missed the smell when he did.

"Some pipe must have leaked trapped rainwater or something." Levi said.

"Fucking school, hasn't rained in months. That stuff has to be disgusting." Chase murmured, closing his eyes as he leaned back, most likely about to doze off. Joss seemed to be preparing to do the same. Levi's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the other two. He had wanted to tell them for so long that he was gay... but he never could. The closest he ever felt to the truth was when they took naps at the same time. Often he'd move to lay between Chase and Joss, leaning closer to one or another. One time he even got his head onto Joss's shoulder and passed it off as an accident during sleep.

While Levi gazed at the two starting to drift off to sleep, he felt several more splatters of warm wetness drop on him. The droplets peppered his hand, his arm, his shoulder. It was even running into his hair. Levi looked up to try and figure out what was happening. He gazed up in just enough time to see a singular stream of gold raining down upon him. Levi gasped before it hit his face, running over his cheeks and rolling down his neck. He had been lucky enough to close his mouth before it got in there, but the liquid soaked into his dirty blond hair and soaked into his shirt, the green starting to stain more yellow.

"Oh god..." he groaned, rolling over onto his side to try and get out of the way but the stream started to follow him, splattering across the carpet. Between his words and the noise, Chase was the first to open his eyes.

"What he hell?!" he asked, springing to his feet, minding his head under the overhang of the stairs. Chase's shout had alerted Joss who opened his eyes, seeing the peculiar sight of a yellow stream of liquid coming down from above.

"What's going on?" Joss asked, moving to get to his feet.

"The pipe broke!" Levi whimpered, trying to get under cover.

"That isn't any pipe, it's moving! It's got to be some kind of prank..." Chase said, looking at the falling yellow before he lunged out past it, moving for the door. He grabbed the handle and yanked on it but the door remained firm. The surprise of the door being locked was all it took for the stream to move. The yellow splashed down on Chase's head, running through his hair and across his face, splattering all over his shirt before soaking it. Chase shuddered, overwhelmed by the heat and the smell. He wanted to react but he just stood there, letting it drench him. Joss had about enough of the prank and turned, moving past the stream. He jogged up the stairs, his long legs letting him skip every other stair.

Joss turned the first landing and headed up toward the second floor, following the arc to the second landing a floor above him. He picked up the pace and rounded the corner before he nearly tripped over himself in shock. He had been expecting some jock on the second floor with a squirt gun full of some nasty detergent water or something. What he saw instead was a fuzzy white wolf standing almost eight feet tall on two legs, a thick pointed black cock sticking out of its fuzzy sheath, unloading a seemingly endless stream of yellow piss over the edge.

"What in the-" was all Joss was able to utter before the wolf turned his hips, and thusly his cock, in Joss's direction. The stream of hot wolf piss hit him in the face and soaked his hair, covering his entire front side in seconds. Joss turned and crawled down the stairs to get away from it, feeling the piss gush over his backside and soak his pants, running down his legs and dripping from his balls. He was coated in the stuff but he managed to get up onto his legs and run back down to where his friends were, panting, "There's a thing, a big... big thing, a fuzzy... thing..." Joss gibbered as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Chase still stood where he had been, stuck in a pure state of shock, soaked from head to toe. Levi was crouching behind him, panting, eyes distant. Joss moved up to stand in front of Chase, looking into his eyes, "Did you hear me, there's a... a..."

Joss looked at Chase, trying to remember what he had been saying... but no words came. The tall boy reached out with his left hair, grabbing the back of the emo's head, pulling him into a passionate, heated kiss. Joss forced his tongue between the pink lips of the boy, letting it seek out the pierced tongue he knew was there. Chase moaned in surprise, never having expected Joss to do such a thing. Watching them from behind, Levi let out a wanting moan. His ultimate fantasy was coming true before his eyes. He sprung to his feet and lunged forward, slamming into Chase from behind. The shorter boy reached around Chase's hips for a good grip before he started humping madly, slamming repeatedly into Chase's ass which only forced his groin into Joss. Joss moaned despite the kiss, reaching around Chase to get a fist full of Levi's ass, squeezing it tight.

While Chase and Joss made out, Levi's tongue craved a workout as well. He began slathering Chase's neck with saliva just above the choker, sucking on the flesh harder and harder. Blood started welling to the surface, collecting under the skin but Levi wouldn't leave it alone. In moments a reddish purple mark was covering Chase, showing him to be the slut he was starting to feel like. The moment felt almost perfect to the boys, there were missing only one thing... None of them were sure what it was until Joss felt a warm, wet splatter... but it wasn't piss. He didn't look away, he only started kissing Chase more, humping and grinding against the emo boy. The next few splatters hit Levi's head and shoulder, then arm. His green eyes looked away from Chase's neck to see what had landed on his left arm... and it was a thick, slick, pearly liquid.

Levi looked up in time to see not one but three deluges of cum raining down upon them from above. The first stream of musky salty mess hit Levi's face, spraying over it and saturating him. The next splashed across Chase's head and then the third was angled just enough to hit Joss' face before moving to soak his head as well. All three boys had been hit by perfect shots as cum showered down upon them, soaking into their already wet clothes. Levi continued to gaze up, opening his mouth to accept in the bounty. The taste was like an explosion of manliness in his mouth. He began to gulp at the cum before moaning, his teeth changing in his mouth. His canine teeth stretched into fangs and the rest of his teeth became sharp as well... he had to use them.

Levi moved, clamping his mouth down on the purple hickey on Chase's neck. The fangs barely penetrated his weakened skin but it was just enough. Chase let out a desperate moan into his kiss with Joss as his own teeth stretched into fangs and cum rushed from his cock, further adding to the mess of his wet jeans. Joss came in his own pants merely from kissing a boy with fangs... but Chase knew they had to be equals. Chase moved to suck on Joss' bottom lip, tugging on it like a feisty lover before his fangs just barely pierced the inside of his bottom lip. The damage was done; it was coursing through his veins. As Chase pressed both of his lips back to Joss, the tall boy moaned as his own teeth reformed into the sharp teeth of a potential killer. It was only the beginning.

The cum continued to pour down across them, flowing over their hair and clothes. The fabric was so wet that their skin was showing through the shirts and the pants hugged their asses and groins in a way that left nothing to the imagination. Joss and Levi both typically wore clothes that were baggy and hid how thin they were, making them seem bigger... but now they clung so tightly that every contour, every bulge and divot was visible. It was almost as if the cum was shrinking their clothes, but that wasn't it at all... The boys were growing. The cum glistened on Joss' long, pale arm as the skin contorted, making room for swelling biceps and triceps beneath. Joss let out a pleasant growl in the kiss as he felt his chest changing, actual pectoral muscles pushing out against his shirt. Tiny brown hairs began pushing through the skin of his arm, then thick pelts of fur began emerging from under his arms. Even his chest was getting covered, but not by hair... by soft brown fur.

Levi was completely content in his humpings, a long, broad, flat canine tongue sticking out between many sharp teeth, sliding up and down where he had marked Chase. It was almost as if he had taken the emo boy and branded him his bitch... but with each hump, the shortest boy was becoming less short. His shoes groaned as his feet grew, his legs ached and stretched, his arms grew longer before slowly swelling with muscle. His arms were long enough to reach well past Chase's hips. Levi slipped his hands around Chase's hip, his left hand sliding in to fondle and grope the emo boy's balls through the tight jeans while his other hand came around the other side, using the back of his hand to add more pressure to Joss' package.

While the other two had baggy clothes to give them room, Chase was having a bit of a problem. His shirt and jeans had been tight before everything started happening. Now it felt as if he was being squeezed through a sausage casing. His jeans were nearly cutting into his skin, his shirt was constricting his breath. Chase let out a sudden moan as there was a tearing sound. It had come from the shoulders of his shirt where the seam had broken, making way for broader shoulders. There was a sudden pop as the button of his jeans broke from the denim. The zipper buzzed as it was forced open and cum soaked black underwear pushed out, the bulge quite large. Chase shivered happily as he felt his cock freed, one layer of cloth closer to rubbing directly against Joss.

Levi's hand quickly found the bulge and began squeezing and rubbing Chase's cock through the thin layer of black, fingers finding several bumps along the underside of the shaft indicating that it had been pierced. Drool escaped Chase's lips as he felt the fingers on his cock. He broke the kiss to look over his shoulder at where he expected Levi to be... but instead of the boy's head, he saw a green shirt spread tissue paper thin over a bulging pectoral. His head slowly inclined... inch after inch... before he saw where Levi's head was. The pale freckled boy was just as tall as Joss, a few inches past six feet. Chase came yet again seeing that both his... boyfriends? Mates? Yes, both of his mates were so much bigger than him. While Chase had turned his head to look at Levi, he had provided Joss with exposed neck flash. Joss lunged, latching his mouth around the right side of Chase's neck, sucking and slurping and biting. He was ravenous, tugging the flesh into his mouth by sucking alone, marking the other side of the emo boy's neck just as Levi had.

Levi's left hand continued to molest Chase's bulge, but his right hand began tugging on the tight cum soaked jeans. He practically peeled them down over Chase's hips... hips that seemed much larger and rounder before. It made his bigger but so humpable, so fuckable that Levi wasn't going to wait. He had to tap that ass and quick. With a wet slosh, the jeans slumped to the ground. Levi shuddered, taking his hand from Chase's bulge to peel the emo boy's black underwear from his body, stretching it away before tugging it down. As the black material was lowered, a very long, pierced, shaft was pushing into the light... but it wasn't anything like Chase had before. It was long, extremely pink and instead of a round mushroom like head, it tapered off into a thick point. The entire length was slick and glistening, covered in cum. Naked from the waist down, one more abnormality was visible... Chase's balls were completely covered in soft black fur... and it was spreading out.

The sound of more fabric tearing echoed through the stairwell as Joss' shirt tore down the back and fell off just as brown fur spread over his shoulders and down the back, meeting up with fur covering his ribs. His jeans had grown so tight that his butt cheeks were starting to slide into view, but above the round, pert globes of flesh something else was happening. Joss' tailbone, usually hidden beneath flesh and cloth, was stretching out and becoming defined. At first it was a little triangle of flesh but soon it was wagging back and forth. It seemed strange until the spreading fur reached it and covered it up. The growth suddenly surged, the nub stretching out long and thick, the fur growing super soft... Joss' tail had fully grown in.

Levi was insatiable, humping his bulging jeans against the Chase's huge ass... but it just was too far, too many layers between. Levi brought one hand back to try and undo his pants, but as he did he realized his fingernails had gotten really long... and really sharp. Levi lifted his hand, still humping Chase's ass, looking at the ends of his fingers. His fingernails hadn't just gotten long and sharp, they had sunk into his fingers to emerge from the tips, the claws curved and deadly. Still, they were just what he needed. Levi plunged his hand back in between Chase's ass and his groin, deftly slicing the pants open. He threw the jeans down to the ground before looping one claw in the waistband of his underwear. Levi brought his finger down, cutting through the underwear before the fabric burst and fell to the ground. What was revealed made Levi moan.

Levi had been a modest size before, only four inches when hard... It had always embarrassed him, but now... each hump had seemed to make him grow longer and longer. His cock had been achingly hard, half coiled in the underwear. Now free of its cloth prison, it had stretched out before Levi into the long, pulsing shaft it was... at over ten inches. Levi gasped in delight before he moaned, watching blood rush into the cock. It began to grow brighter and brighter red, the veins pushing out as it looked slicker... and then the mushroom shaped head pushed out into a point. Levi let out a howl of bliss from his fanged mouth before he brought the head of his cock between Chase's ass cheeks and then thrust in, using the cum that had rained down upon them as lube. He slid in, penetrating the emo boy deeply.

Chase howled out in pure delight as his ass was filled. It felt so right. He humped Joss madly, his pink puppy pecker spraying spurts of yellowed wolf precum over Joss' groin... but it wasn't the same. Chase flexed his finger, dark black claws emerging. He reached and tore at Joss' jeans, cutting through the denim as if it wasn't even there. The jeans and underwear fell in tatters, revealing furry brown muscled legs and... a huge sheath. Where Chase had expected to see his mate's big cock there was a long, fuzzy brown sheath... so big, so fat, dripping with clear goo. Chase's eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head before he grabbed the sheath and held it in place, guiding his cock to it before he thrust inside. Several inches of his pink cock slid in until the pointed cock rammed into the head of Joss' shaft. Chase moaned, feeling it maturing inside the protective pouch, his manhood changing into a proud wolfhood. Chase started thrusting like mad, in and out of the sheath.

While each boy had been focusing on what was going on below their waists, the changes had continued all over their body. Chase had assumed he was deaf for a moment before his black hair parted, two tall and pointed furry black ears emerging from the top of his head. The insane number of silver rings ran up the outer edges of each ear, glinting in the light before the sexual pleasure got the best of him and his ears flattened down on his head. Joss wasn't far behind, the ears pushing out from the side of his shaggy dark brown hair stretching into points and becoming furry before they migrated upwards. Levi's ears had never been visible before but a pair of light tan furry ears emerged from his hair as well, pointed forward so he could catch every moan and murmur of his bitch.

Joss had always been the most gifted in the group when it had come to facial hair but it seemed that he was taking it to a new level. A thick coat of brown stubble was covering his pale face, the goatee soon matched by a short beard... but the hairs were all incredibly soft and growing longer at a nearly alarming pace. For just a moment it seemed like he had a thick, soft beard... but the hairs spread out down his chin and then neck and advanced up across his face as well. As the new fur spread out, his face began to contort and reshape. His nose spread out wide, knocking his glasses from his face to send them clattering to the floor. The end of his nose tuned up a bit before growing dark and moist. His jaw stretched forward, making room for more sharp teeth. He tilted his head, trying to preserve his kiss with Chase but his new sharp teeth nipped Chase's cheek.

As the fang poked his skin, Chase's own change seemed to accelerate. His lips turned black just before his face started stretching out, narrowing near the front as his nose elongated and likewise displaced his glasses. In moments Chase's face had stretched into a muzzle like Joss' but it took a moment longer for black fur to push out across his cheeks before spreading across his face. The brown and black wolf looked at each other for a moment in lust before they moved their heads, locking their long muzzles together, Chase fucking deep into Joss' sheath as flesh billowed up around the base of his cock, thick black fur covered skin making a sheath of his own.

The fur that had been spreading all over Joss' body seemed to be picking up pace. It spread down over his thick muscled arms, reaching his large clawed hand still holding Chase's head in place. It spread over his hips, down his legs and disappeared into his shoes. The shoes suddenly swelled up, seams bursting before the shoe all but exploded. In its place were thick, furry brown wolf paws. Joss' shirt had long since fallen off standing naked. His entire body was covered in thick brown fur, but Chase wasn't far behind. His body was covered in black fur from the waist down, his head that of a wolf. His growing arms were sprouting black fur all over. Chase breathed in deeply and that one movement proved too much for his shirt. The fabric burst, slipping from his shoulders as the last of his uncovered skin was coated in fur.

While Joss and Chase had completed their transformation first, Levi credited that to them being older and more mature... but he wasn't far behind. The freckled boy had gained thickening stubble that ran all the way up to his freckles, his face stretching and warping into a long, masculine wolf face. A quick claw moved to split his shirt so it fell away from his large, fuzzy tan shoulders. His red canine cock was still thrusting in and out of Chase's ass without mercy, the thrusts forcing the emo wolf's hips forwards and then he'd shove them back again. The clatter of flesh was sinfully amazing... until suddenly Chase yelped, his hips being tugged back and forth in time with Levi outside of his control. It was as if he was a rag doll.

Levi wanted to look, wanted to see... but he could feel what had happened. The humping had been fantastic, the fucking had been even better... but now Levi had achieved something even more fantastic. His sexual pleasure had reached such a level that the base of his cock had swollen. It was so subtle at first until the knot was complete. He had lodged himself in Chase's ass, there was no pulling out. As much as he wanted to hold off, he couldn't. His balls tugged up to his body, his shaft pulsed and then he unleashed a long, steady stream of wolf cum deep into Chase's ass. Joss moaned, sensing the orgasm. A solid black cock pushed out of is furry sheath, knocking Chase's out of the way. Both boys screamed into their kiss as they started to cum in unison, though with their sheath's holding their cocks upwards they were soon cumming all over their chests and chins before dripping down to join the thick pool that had collected beneath their paws from the wolves that had showered them with lust. Despite having orgasmed, it was obvious that the trio of stair dwelling wolves were far from done.

***

Countless echoes of basketballs dribbling off of the wooden gym floor filled the cavernous space as the students rounded out another week of basketball, but amid all the sound of balls there was another sound; a pair of feet were jogging across the gym from the entrance to the locker room. Mike was late, but not by choice. The five foot ten brown haired athlete had just returned from a job shadow, a mandatory activity for any student. It had been good enough, but Mike didn't want to miss P.E. for anything in the world, especially the last day of basketball in the year. The gym teacher had told him to change and that was just what he was going to do. He jogged down the steps toward the recessed locker room and eased the door open, moving in.

Even before the door groaned shut behind him, Mike had skidded to a stop in confusion. He had expected the lockers to be completely empty in the middle of class but instead he found two of his classmates naked, taking turns towel whipping each other. One of the two was Jason, though it had taken Mike a moment to recognize him. His abdominals were more defined than ever and his pecs seemed huge. The other classmate was Danny, similarly more ripped than before. Still, Mike never looked at other guys when they were naked and he diverted his eyes right away.

"Jason, what the hell are you guys doing? It's the middle of class... and... God, what is that smell? It smells like ass in here." Mike muttered, coughing a bit. Jason and Danny chuckled.

"You don't like it? It's this new cologne called 'Alpha'." Danny smirked.

"You should try some." Jason said, pulling out a bottle of mostly clear liquid.

"I already said it smells like ass, I don't want any... Get dressed, we have class." Mike said, moving to try and get passed them. Jason shot a glance to Danny and Danny nodded, moving. Mike was tripped by a large foot, his large form toppling to his knees. He caught himself as he fell forward to land on his hands, but it was already too late. Jason had backed up, rubbing his fuzzy ass in Mike's face. Mike was about to scream out in rape when he caught the cologne bottle out of the corner of his eye and Danny gave him a squirt. The strong musky scent enveloped Mike and he shuddered, involuntarily breathing it deep. Blood began pooling into his cock as his eyes slipped shut. His lips parted and his tongue slid out of his mouth, starting to slather over Jason's pucker.

"See, we told you you'd like it." Jason murmured, staying on all fours himself. Danny leaned over Mike, unbuttoning his shirts and pants, slowly undressing him. The shirt was pulled off of his hairless muscled torso, the pants tugged until his legs were clear, then his tight red underwear were removed. Danny knelt down behind Mike, lifting the bottle again. He gave Mike a few more sprays of cologne, the liquid landing across his lower back and ass, tiny nearly invisible hairs starting to emerge where it landed. Danny licked his lips before he leaned in, nuzzling his stubbled cheeks against Mike's newly fuzzy ones.

As Mike felt a tongue starting to probe at his asshole, he felt both ashamed and encouraged. He knew what he was doing was gay, but... he couldn't get himself to stop. He gapsed out loud as he felt the warm slathering tongue push into his ring of flesh and start sliding back and forth. He squirmed, his cock dangling below him as it got harder. If Danny could make him feel that good, Jason was missing out. Mike nuzzled Jason's ass, hesitantly at first before he realized there were faint traces of that amazing cologne on the boy's ass. It didn't smell like shit, it didn't even taste like that. It surprised Mike how clean it all seemed. If anything, it was like the smell just reassured Mike that he was with his teammates, his friends, his group or gang. It was reassuring... and with that his tongue slathered over Jason's asshole before pushing in, sliding into the tight ring before moving back and forth eagerly.

The three boys had formed quite a delightful chain, end to end. Hungering to join in the experience himself, Jason crawled carefully to try and close the ring by reaching Danny... but he was just too far out of the way. At best they were three quarters of a circle. Jason started to whimper, one hand curling around his cock to jerk it off furiously.

"There there pup... Don't worry, you won't miss out." Came an incredibly soothing voice from the direction of the bathroom stalls. Jason looked up and froze in fear. Approaching him was a huge, tall, fuzzy white wolf walking like a human. He was covered head to toe in the crisp clean white fur, though the fuzzy sheath and balls seemed to be stained a bit yellow. Black claws emerged from his fingers and paws; his nose was a dark black, all in contrast with his fur. Even the point of a cock poking out of his sheath looked black... but the cock was not what interested Jason. He had nearly been about to run before he met eyes with the brilliant amber lenses to the wolf's soul. Jason was lost in them... but all too soon they blinked and looked away.

Just when Jason was longing for the eyes, he was presented with something far better. Luke moved to get down on his hands and knees and complete the ring. His tail hiked up to show his black puppy pucker to Jason while his muzzle nuzzled between Danny's cheeks. Soon a broad, flat wolf tongue was working at his hole. The jock whimpered happily before the tongue began pushing into his hole. Then he moaned out in delight, sending vibrations into Mike's ass, quivering half of the way to his prostate. That caused Mike to moan which stimulated Jason's ass, nearly sending him over the edge.

Jason slammed his head forward into the fuzzy white ass, nuzzling it lovingly, inhaling deeply... and getting lungs full of the same musky scent as the cologne. Jason shivered in delight, realizing what the cologne had been all along. It was from the scent gland of a wolf marking its territory, the same gland that canines smelled to identify each other... By covering themselves in that cologne, they had been marking themselves as property of the white wolf... and then he had come. Jason panted before pushing his lips against the black pucker, his tongue pushing at it before it started sliding in.

All three boys and the wolf were interlocked, tongues sliding back and forth before gradually getting deeper and deeper in. Every so often one of them would strike the perfect spot to usher forth a moan or grunt from their lover, but Jason seemed the most into it. His tongue slid back and forth, reaching impressive depths. Jason wasn't even sure how he was doing it, but soon his tongue was stimulating Luke's prostate. The wolf grunted happily, his tail thwacking the boy's head almost playfully. Jason struggled to get deeper and deeper into the ass of his wolf lover and soon it became easier. It was as if his tongue was closer to its destination. Jason opened his eyes and realized the truth.

Stretching out longer before him, pressing deep into the ass of the white wolf, was his face... An extended, stretched face. He opened his jaw and realized it was several inches ahead of him. An ache in his mouth revealed that sharp teeth were filling in the gaps of his new muzzle. But with a new muzzle came a longer tongue and that was all he cared about. Jason threw himself into tongue fucking the wolf, feeling his face tingle and tickle as grey hairs began pushing out, growing soft and dark. They spread across his chin, his cheeks, his nose... his brows, then the rest of his head. His short buzzed hair turned grey and grew longer as his ears stretched up into points, slowly moving up to rest on the top of his head behind Luke's ass cheeks. Even his eyes pulsed as they changed into a bright amber.

A gray wolf head on a hairless body would have looked strange anywhere but thankfully Jason's body seemed to be trying to adapt as quickly as possible. All of the shaving and hair removal work the jock had put in was negated in moments as thick hair pushed out from his under arms, across his chest, even his legs and arms... but that wasn't all. As soon as the hair was done growing it lost its pigment, becoming a dull gray like the hair fur on his head... and his neck... and his shoulders. It was spreading.

Just ahead of the spreading line of fur, Jason's muscles were bulging. His shoulders, his pecs, his arms, his abs. The fur tingled as it spread, reaching down past his belly button, slipping to his waist. When the fur continued from there, the growth rate practically exploded. The fur swept over his groin in seconds, covering his balls and stretching out into a sheath. His hard cock began lengthening, pushing into a tapered point and growing slick just before the fuzzy silver sheath slipped over it. His flesh and spine worked together to forge a new tail before his ass cheeks were covered in fur, his pucker turning dark and squeezing Mike's tongue which soon turned flat and thick, his lips darkening as he rimmed Jason.

Mike let out a howl into Jason's ass as he rimmed him, feeling his teeth grow sharp and his face push out, his ears growing pointy as dull russet brown fur began spreading across his face, his hair changing to match. Mike opened his eyes, watching in awe and surprise as Jason changed in front of him, watching the fur cover his legs and his feet swell into paws before claws popped out of his toes. Mike was in the midst of his own transformation as well, howling and stimulating Jason. The howl brought out more wolf in him as his muzzle finished, his ears quirked on his head and the fur began spilling over his shoulders. His arms bulked up, his chest grew and more muscles formed along his abs. Mike's hands writhed and flexed, the fingers bending and unbending as claws pushed out from his fingertips to scratch at the cement floor.

Even before the fur had reached his groin, Mike's balls were already swelling and his shaft grew longer, the human shaped head flexing and contorting as it bent out into a pint, the tip glistening with pre. Still, his new canine cock didn't have to wait long before a fuzzy sheath was forming around it and a tail was growing. Danny didn't even notice what was going on as the fuzzy tail slipped over his head, sliding one way and then the other. He was dutifully licking Mike's hole, his cheeks being brushed by the forming fur on the jock's ass cheeks, but his mind was centered fully on the thick wolf tongue that had been probing his own ass deeper than he thought. Danny certainly didn't realize that his pucker had already turned black and swollen, his cheeks spreading apart for easier access or that his balls were completely covered in brown fur.

With Mike's ass having shifted into that of a wolf, it was causing Danny's face to change as well. Just as with the others, his tongue and teeth changed before his head did the same, his ears migrating to the top of his head. He looked almost Egyptian with the head of an animal and a body of a man, but that wasn't going to be the case much longer. The brown fur spread quickly, both from his head down across his shoulders and outward across his ass and balls toward the rest of his body. Danny was closing the ring, being changed fro both sides. Luke watched anxiously as the human's body disappeared, replaced with a vibrant, strong wolf. The fur narrowed in along the small of his back, the very last place to have bare skin exposed... and then it was gone.

Luke howled out fully, his call canine and wild. His cock pulsed before thick feral canine cum sprayed onto the locker room floor. His call sent Danny over the edge who had his first orgasm as a wolf, howling as well. The vibrations streaming into Mike's ass from Danny's mouth were too much for him to handle and he shuddered before having the hardest orgasm of his life, a guttural moan escaping from his lips. Between the wolf ass clenching on his tongue in orgasmic bliss and the man moaning in his own ass, Jason couldn't hold back either. He shuddered in bliss before he howled out into Luke's ass, unleashing a huge torrent of cum to add to the spreading puddle beneath them. They had made a terrible racket and an even wilder mess, on any given day they would have been caught... but it was close to lunch time and everyone was too hungry to pay much mind to noises they overheard. Luke grinned, gazing up at the clock, knowing precisely where Kenji was.

***

A satisfying click signaled that the sturdy wood door was locked from the inside as Kenji leaned against it, panting softly. His hand reached down, grazing his fuzzy black sheath on the way to his balls... his massive, swollen, cum churning balls. Kenji looked almost like a tanuki or some sort of comical spoof. His fly was spread wide, unable to contain his fuzzy black duo of grapefruit sized balls. They had been swelling since Luke caught him in the stall but the growth had accelerated when he smelled food cooking. He had barely made it to the privacy of the utility room before his pants burst and his package escaped.

Kenji moved his hand up and down his fuzzy sheath, groping at his massive balls. It felt so good to pet the black fur, like he was petting a dog and himself at the same time. Kenji smirked at the irony. Essentially that was exactly what was happening. Kenji opened his eyes slowly, feeling them tingle as the brown became a rich and vibrant amber. His tongue ran over his teeth as they all grew sharp and wild. The time was at hand. He had to complete his last task before getting his reward. The wolf's errand boy began advancing across the utility room, closing in on a massive appliance that hummed loudly with vitality and life; the Shakemaster 2998. It was the largest budget-version industrial shake machine in the country, five hundred dollars cheaper than the Shakemaster 3000... and it was able to provide creamy cool treats to up to two thousand people if it was provided enough ingredients... but Kenji had a very different sort of ingredient in mind.

Kenji began climbing up the stacks of cardboard boxes, moving to a higher and higher position until he was parallel with the top of the shake master. He flicked the safety latches off around the rim before he hoisted the cover up and gazed inside. The immense humming came from the twirling paddles constantly working through the ice cream and milk mixtures, keeping it frosty and flowing. Kenji licked his fangs, reveling in what a bad boy he got to be. He moved, getting onto some stable boxes, kneeling over the edge of the shake machine. The cold air blasted against his knees but it would be worth it.

Once more his hand moved to slide up and down his sheath and across his balls, admiring himself and how manly he was... but there was one aspect of his masculinity he hadn't seen since he was put to work by Luke. Kenji brought his hands up to the top of his sheath, sliding a finger into the end of it. The inside was so warm, so slick, so roomy... It felt amazing. Kenji couldn't help but plunge his other fingers I, working them in and out. The pliability of his furry flesh was impressive; it could stretch and bend quite a bit. Kenji closed his eyes before he pushed his entire hand into his sheath and drew it out again, the skin covered in clear juices. He began working his sheath, plunging his hand deeper and deeper each time. It was the strangest form of masturbation he could have imagined.

As Kenji managed to get deeper and deeper, his hand began bumping something hard, pointed, slick... It seemed huge despite being so deep in his body, but the constant bumping was encouraging it to come foreword. Kenji kept fisting his sheath, the thrusts of his hand becoming shorter and shorter before a black pointed cock head began emerging, milky precum constantly leaking from the tip. As the cock emerged, it displaced an overflow of pent up juice from the sheath that sloshed down into the Shakemaster. The milky precum landed in both compartments and soon was dispersed into the shake itself, the paddles working it in. Kenji grinned wide at that, wrapping the fingers of one hand around his slimy shaft, then the fingers of his other hand.

With a tight, sensual grip, Kenji picked up the pace on his shaft. The black length emerged more and more; eight inches, ten, twelve, fourteen... his long veined doggy dick was perfectly suited for the task at hand. Kenji panted harder, moaning, his ears popping as his hearing suddenly improved, the ears themselves pushing into fuzzy black points on the side of his head. Kenji had intended to save himself as long as possible but his balls had other ideas. He let out a howl before his shaft pulsed and thick ropes of wolf cum started spraying out into the Shakemaster, thick streams plunging into one tank and then the other, Kenji moving his cock back and forth.

While he had intended to save himself, he was so glad he didn't. His orgasm wasn't just huge, it seemed almost... perpetual. His cum was flowing and flowing and there was no end in sight. He continued to spray corrupt wolf sperm into the shake master, the paddles mixing it all in seamlessly. Every few seconds the tank would gurgle a little as someone on the other side of the thick wall came up to the machine, took a paper cup, and filled it up with milkshake. The line was incredibly long but also moved pretty fast since the cups weren't that big. The students didn't mind waiting for the shakes. More than anything, they all knew how much enjoyment it could bring on a hot day and didn't begrudge each other, quite an anomaly for a high school.

Standing in line a few people back was a small group of friends that composed the sort of gel between the cliques. They weren't too athletic, too smart, too charismatic or too popular, but they didn't lack at any category either. They were normal, laid back, relaxed students that got by well enough to do well and enjoy high school. Aaron and Crystal stood at the front of the group, as they usually did. Aaron was five foot ten, smooth blond hair cut short on the sides and a bit longer on top to compensate. He wore a brown hoodie and blue jeans and fairly standard shoes. Crystal had her strawberry blond hair tied back into a simple pony tail for the day and had elected to wear a sea foam green shirt that respectfully presented her round, plump breasts without coming off as too trampy. Her blue skirt was a little shorter than she usually wore, something that had drawn the attention of Aaron to no end.

"And then I told Mister Schumaster that if he wasn't going to show us examples of the computer code, the theories weren't going to help. Knowing the structure of a language is important, but not if you don't have the vocabulary... I really hate C++." Crystal complained.

"If only they had Double D." Aaron whispered. Crystal scoffed, turning around to face her friend Kimberly, a thai girl wearing a teddy bear t-shirt and blue jeans. Aaron smirked to himself, facing forward as the person ahead of him got their shake and headed away to find a table.

Aaron reached up and pulled the paper cup out of its socket, bringing it under the spigot for vanilla before he pulled the lever down. The machine gurgled and almost seemed to moan before the nozzle pulsed and began spraying out its thick, white cream, the vanilla shake oozing into the cup, spiraling around the inside before it melted just enough to ooze together. Aaron watched the thick cream continue to flow, filling his cup to the brim. He let go of the lever and a last dollup of shake fell onto the top, creating a little half loop. The blond leaned in and licked the shake up, eyes widening in surprise. The shake tasted richer than ever, almost more creamy. Aaron savored the taste until he was elbowed gently in the ribs.

"Don't back up the line." Crystal reminded him gently. Aaron blushed, stepping out of the way. Crystal smiled to herself as she pulled out her cup, glad that she wasn't a cheerleader. It wasn't worth all the fuss to have a size zero dress if you couldn't indulge every once in a while. Feeling a bit fancy, Crystal pulled the seldom used swirl lever. Originally meant for soft serve ice cream, the shake machine still produced her desired effect. The white and brown shake plunged together into her cup, mixing together into a swirled mass of what she termed a 'milk-chocolate' shake. Once done she stepped out of the way, waiting for Kim to get a chocolate shake of her own before moving over, looking at the other two.

"Where should we sit today?" Kim asked. Aaron glanced around, spotting an empty table in the very corner of the cafeteria, half obscured by a row of folded up tables. It was a secluded spot despite being in the thick of things. Aaron grinned, leading the way. The walk to the table was a bit more of an obstacle course than usual. Students had stopped on the way back to their tables, standing in place, drinking their shakes slowly. It seemed like everyone was enjoying their shakes more than usual.

With little more fuss the three sat down at the far table, setting their trays and shakes down, scooting all of the way to the wall. Crystal sat next to Aaron while Kim sat on the other side, pausing a moment before grinning, "Hunter!" She said, waving her arm. Hunter was a junior, unusually tall with very dark brown skin and short shorn hair, a thin line of a mustache above his upper lip. A single diamond stud hung from his left ear. He moved and settled down, licking at a chocolate shake himself.

"You all have a good day?" He asked, moaning softly, "Mine was fantastic."

"Mine too." Kim whispered, gazing into his eyes. Crystal smirked gently, moving to sip at her shake for the first time before her eyes slowly grew distant. She licked at the surface, slurped at it, then tipped her head back, letting the cold creamy slush flow across her lips.

"Chug, chug, chug!" Hunter chuckled, his enthusiasm slowing a bit when he realized Kim was consuming her shake at the same accelerated rate. Aaron was attacking his more slowly, but his eyes were shut and the spoon moved back and forth as if on auto pilot. Hunter gazed across the table at Aaron, not sure why but he couldn't look away from the white boy swallowing all that white stuff. He reached down under the table, adjusting himself a bit.

"This stuff is greahhht-" Crystal paused, her voice cracking mid word. She tried to clear her throat, "Sorry, thiaahhss-" She paused again, her voice sounding like something had gotten stuck in her throat, her voice coming out deeper. Hunter wasn't paying attention. He stretched his leg out, batting it at Aaron's almost playfully while groping at himself. None of the three had noticed the changes happening to Kim as she finished off her shake, putting the cup down.

While Kim had consumed the drink, her body had started changing. Her clothes grew tighter in the shoulders and almost baggy in the chest, her breasts growing smaller and smaller. The eyelashes on her eyes were far less noticeable and her nose had grown a bit wider. Her sweet pointed chin had flared out a bit, her jaw growing more firm and masculine. Even her cheek bones had become more defined, pushing out. A slight bulge pushed out from her throat, an adams apple coming into place... Even her hair had changed, seeming more feathered than smooth... but all the changes were more than merely cosmetic. Kim's entire appearance had grown more masculine. Every trace of her femininity had melted away, leaving a boyish form in its place. Kim's tongue slipped out and licked up the bit of ice cream mustache, revealing tiny black hairs beneath. Kim looked liked a long haired thai boy whose almond eyes were darting around the table with a very different kind of hunger.

Aaron wobbled a bit in his seat, opening his eyes slowly, transfixed. He felt a little lost, a little confused, very happy and content, almost as if he was drunk. He looked over at Hunter and Kim... no, Ken? Regardless, he appreciated them both and found their similar mustaches both adorable and enviable. Hunter was so tall, and... big? Had he always been big? But he must have, he filled out that shirt like superman... his arms were so big they nearly popped the shirt. Ken, though, was everything that Hunter wasn't... Thin, fit, athletic, such a cute asian boy. Aaron reached down, rubbing at his sizable bulge happily with a much larger hand than ever before.

Crystal had gotten so zealous in consuming her shake that some dripped out of the cup, splattering on her neck before rolling down her collar... but instead of rolling down into the crevasse of cleavage between two ample breasts, the melting cream slipped over a firm collar bone and a fit chest inside of a baggy shirt. The last traces of her breasts faded away as her nipples settled flush on her chest, her ribs spreading out a bit. A tiny trail of strawberry blond hair was creeping up from the waist of her pants, circling around her belly button, though calling her a her was quickly seeming highly inappropriate.

Crystal's voice had settled into a distinctly male register as an adams apple pushed out. Her eyebrows had thickened, her jaw and cheek bones had become more defined, her nose bulked out a little and muscle began spreading across her, no, his body. The sea foam shirt was filled with small but defined pecs and firm abs, the biceps and triceps expanded to be defined without being over stated... and there was a burst of red color on his chin, covering the tip before curling back a little underneath. Pheromones were pooling out of his body, but they were a very heady mix, one that wasn't lost on Aaron.

"God Chris, I can't believe you got away with wearing a skirt to school..." Aaron whispered, leaning over to lick the red goatee before pressing his lips to his best friend' His fingers reached up underneath the skirt, tugging the underwear down. With a simple movement of his hand he produced the purple undergarments and tossed them aside before reaching up again. Aaron's exploring hand did not find a plump manhood though. Despite all the other changes, Chris was the proud owner of a very moist, very lusty pussy. Chris let out a rather deep moan of approval as Aaron played around in his skirt.

Taking cues from the other couple, Hunter pushed Ken down onto the bench, unzipping the boy's jeans before unceramoniously tugging them off, revealing another deep pussy ringed in black hair. Ken grinned gently, licking his lips as he gazed at his big black lover. Hunter pawed quickly at his pants, claws emerging from his fingertips. He cut through his jeans and underwear, allowing a bit black pointed canine cock to emerge. He lunged, spreading Ken's boy cunt wide, slamming in deep and hard, thrusting like a beast.

Across the table Aaron had likewise opened his pants, though his achingly hard and long shaft was still human. He lifted Chris up with surprising ease, his muscles bulging and staying large as he did so. Aaron positioned Chris carefully before plunging the cunt boy down onto his shaft, pulling him almost all the way off again. As Chris' pussy juices flowed over Aaron's shaft, it stretched and bloated out into a fat red canine cock. Aaron growled happily and started bouncing Chris on his cock, filling the red head's pussy to his cervix. The entire table was grunting and groaning, jerking back and forth one way from Hunter and Ken, another way from Aaron and Chris... but they weren't alone. An ungodly noise had filled the cafeteria, the noise of every table being jerked one way and another, the noise of hundreds of teenagers transforming in the midst of sex.

Chris' juices continued to drizzle all over Aaron's big balls, the transformation picking up pace. Sandy brown fur was spreading out across Aaron's sack, running down between his legs to surround his pucker, sweeping over his ass cheeks. It looked for a moment as if he was wearing fur underwear before it spread, but the fur wasn't just spreading on him. Chris' fuzzy red bush was spreading out, becoming intensely soft, running down his legs and up his groin, spilling out in the mid-rift between the skit and the shirt, a fuzzy tummy and waist exposed for all to see. A long red tail stretched out of Chris' pants, his dainty feminine shoes popping off as his feet spread out into wide paws. Aaron's shirt burst as his muscles swelled long enough, fur climbing up his neck before spilling over his face. Chris watched as his boyfriend's face pushed out, shifting and contorting before becoming very canine.

"Oh god Aaron, you're such an animal." He cooed, licking at Aaron's muzzle before his own stretched out, sharp teeth filling the maw. The table suddenly groaned in an entire new way before one of the supports snapped and the table sagged in the middle. The sudden damage had come from an immense weight at one side... Hunter. Black fur had covered his body, his face had pushed out into a muzzle and his muscles had started growing. The problem was that they hadn't stopped. The rutting black wolf had to be at least five hundred pounds of muscle and was over eight feet tall, pounding a huge cock into the now stretched pussy of a squirming asian boy.

As Ken moaned and groaned, his face began pushing out, his human skin stretching, his mustache displaced as his nose moved and his lips darkened... but only for a moment before a fine coating of black fur erupted from his face, spreading out over his cheeks and neck before spreading down. While they had started out different than night and day, the black fur covering Ken was the same shade as Hunter's. The only way to tell them apart would be the obvious difference in size and their scents. Hunter's wild thrusting suddenly changed dynamics as Ken's changing body suddenly was pulled down along the bench and slid back up, the boy lodged on a knot so large it was only half in his pussy. Hunter lifted his head and let out the first full wolf howl of the cafeteria, though dozens more started at once. Ken lifted his head to howl as well, feeling the hot rush of sperm flooding past his cervix and filling his womb, suffusing him with the most intense and intimate warmth of his life.

"Harder... deeper... FILL ME!" Chris moaned. Aaron shuddered, his body giving in. He was soon cumming harder than ever, even before his knot could swell. Sperm flushed out around where Aaron's cock invaded Chris's pussy, flooding liberally for a moment before the knot closed the gap between them, trapping his seed deep inside her, flooding his womb. Chris screamed out in lust before collapsing against Aaron's chest, a canine tongue slipping out to lick at the fur on his neck, content to stay mounted on his mate and let the cum saturate his body completely. The air was thick with the musk and pheromones of many teenagers doing the same.

***

The old wood door creaked as it was unlocked and opened, Kenji sticking his head out. He wasn't sure at first if he had been successful, but he soon grinned. Raul, the Mexican fry cook was now a Mexican grey wolf, sitting on the floor with one muzzle around his cock and another cock in his muzzle while the third boy bridged the other two. The slurping and sloshing was magnificent. Kenji walked over to the counter, glancing out into the cafeteria. It was one massive heap of fur, writhing with constant fucking and sucking, tails of every color flicking about. He had done it, he'd helped bring about the biggest pack ever... But his master was missing. Kenji looked one way and then the other, whimpering a little before he hung his head, taking the back door out of the cafeteria, entering the wide hallway connecting it to the back of the gym.

"You lost puppy? Need some help?" Came a deep voice that was somehow familiar. Kenji turned, his eyes looking up and down over the very muscled gray wolf, the fur on the head seeming almost unusually short as if it had been buzzed.

"Jason?" Kenji asked in a happy surprise.

"If anyone's good at helping lost boys, its us." Came another voice. Kenji turned, seeing a very tall brown and tan wolf flanking an average sized black one with countless piercings in his ears. The fur of each seemed abnormally muted, almost faded. Levi swept up, pressing his nose to Kenji's neck before inhaling, giving the skin a long, hungry lick.

"Hi..." Levi whispered huskily.

"He isn't lost, he's with us." Came a very commanding voice. All four wolves turned, instantly bowing their head as they saw who it was. Luke strode down the steps, his pure white fur glinting in the light, his muzzle set into a wide grin, but Luke wasn't alone. Behind him was a taller black wolf that carried almost an aura, a charge and gravitas around him. He seemed somehow older than the rest, his fur shaggy around the head almost like a mane.

"Kenji, you've done well... Almost the entire school, and any stragglers will be changed soon enough by the roaming packs." The black wolf said, his voice deep and gravely.

"Master..." Kenji said. He wasn't sure how he knew, but he knew. He loved Luke, but even Luke answered to the alpha. He bowed his head low.

"It's time for your reward Kenji, your payment for helping us out more than any ever could have." Luke said, "Kenji, lay down." He commanded almost like an owner to his dog. Kenji pulled off the remainder of his clothes and moved to the center of the hall and obeyed, lying down. Luke grinned, nodding his head to the three emo wolves and the jock. Chase and Joss moved to kneel below where Kenji's legs were while Jason and Levi knelt down at his sides. Luke moved over, lifting his leg over Kenji, moving to lower down slowly onto his chest, facing away from the human.

Kenji's heart raced in his chest, practically thumping out of it. He leaned his head back slowly, looking upside down as the master approached, moving to kneel just behind his head. Kenji wanted to ask a question, but he didn't really need an answer. It was all going to work out; it was all going to be fine. The master gave a soft half bark and the wolves began moving. While the Master wolf watched, the other five moved, gathering their fuzzy sheaths in their hands. Kenji's feet were the first to feel it, the warm stretchy flesh being pulled over his feet, covering his toes in warm goo. Joss and Chase stretched their sheaths out more and more, covering the sole of his feet, then his heels, up to his ankle... Kenji had no idea how they could cover so much, but it felt so good. His toes were squeezed together, his feet were curled. The pressure, the heat and the sensation were too much, he loved it all.

Once more Kenji's sheath parted, his cock starting to slide out again as his melon sized balls throbbed, but the shaft wasn't exposed to the air long. As soon as his cock left his sheath it was sliding into Luke's, being embraced by the sheath and cock that had made him what he was, that had changed his life forever. It was only moments before Kenji's hips bucked, his cock sliding in and out of the sheath quickly.

With another grunt from the master, Jason and Levi advanced. Their fuzzy sheaths distended a little around the width of his hands as they disappeared from sight. Kenji moaned even more happily, remembering how good it had felt to play with his own sheath. Now he was flexing and stimulating five of them at once. Kenji shuddered, wriggling his toes and fingers, his hands and feet, even thrusting his cock... but his entire body felt hot, tingling, as if something was building or tingling. Even as his limbs slipped in and out, it was as if something s holding him back from the edge, as if something was keeping him just out of reach of his wolfdom.

Kenji let out a pleading whimper, a pant, even the word 'please' whispered a few times. At first he had been saying it out loud to anyone, but the realization soon dawned in his mind, there was one specific person he had to ask. He craned his head back, looking at the black wolf, the master, the one he sensed had started it all. Kenji slowly licked his lips, gazing at the man upside down.

"Please master..." he whispered the question that had no words. The master growled in contentment, advancing. His sheath was, perhaps, larger than that of any of the other males... and it was constantly oozing precum. The master put the head of his sheath to the top of Kenji's head, oozing clear slime into his slicked up hair. He began pushing more, then more as the sheath began to part. Kenji let his eyes close as he felt the sheath slip over his temples, his eyebrows, his eyes and the back of his head. The warmth slipped over his pointed ears, his nose, his sharp and wicked teeth, then finally his chin. With an odd sort of pop, the sheath had spread over his entire head. Kenji's arm, feet, head and cock were deep inside the sheath's of six very large, very manly wolves.

As if in some sort of chant, all six wolves began to moan, pant, growl and writhe in unison. Their tails wagged, their muzzles dripped saliva, their hearts raced. Pointed canine cocks began nuzzling Kenji's hands and feet, even ramming into his own cock. Kenji moved his head inside the master's sheath, parting his lips to accept the master's cock into his mouth. It was an extreme honor, one even he understood. Soon all six wolves were thrusting gently, their cock accosting the boy, their orgasms building quickly. Jason was the first to lose it, howling as his cock pushed Kenji's arm out as his own cock emerged, launching feral cum all over the boy. From the elbow down, Kenji's arm was that of a furry black wolf with a wide clawed hand. Joss was next, a gush of cum spraying up one leg as he was knocked back, a large foot paw emerging, strings of cum connecting Joss's cock to each claw. Chase came only a moment later, revealing another furry black leg tipped with a huge paw.

Levi tried to hold off but even he lost control, his cock emerging from his sheath as it started cumming, knocking his furry black wolf arm out of the way. All four wolves at his extremities were lost in orgasm, spraying fountains of cum over Kenji. Kenji's body continued to throb, his limbs flailing, looking as if he was wearing long armed fur gloves and knee high fur socks... but his change was far from over. Luke panted wildly, holding his orgasm off with all of his might... He reached down with both paws, grabbing a hold of Kenji's fuzzy black sheath. He gave it a tug, stretching it up over his own, holding it in place as he felt his knot forming... The knot swelled, locking him in his own sheath inside of Kenji's sheath, their canine cocks braced head to head. Their pointed meats nuzzled ends, the slits lining up perfectly.

Luke lifted his muzzle skyward and let out a howl the entire school could hear as he came. He felt the hot sperm leave his balls, rush through his body before it erupted from his shaft, flooding their joined sheaths that swelled up like water balloons before the force of the orgasm even flooded into Kenji. Keni's body went completely stiff as he experienced a reverse orgasm, Luke's cum flooding into his already oversized balls. The balls started churning at once, his own orgasm mounting before the cum was channeled back out, being pumped into the sheath between the two as a second orgasm was added to the mix.

The master was proud, completely proud. He had started with one teenager sneaking into a night club. Now he had hundreds and hundreds of manly puppies, the biggest pack ever... but he owed Kenji and he always liked to clear his debts. The master let out a moan of his own before his large shaft began to pulse and throb. Each gush of cum moving through the cock was so large that it bloated the flesh as it passed, forcing Kenji's lips wider and narrower. The cum flowed down his throat and forced into his stomach, completely filling him.

With each pulse of cum, the master's cock strained to be free of his sheath. It began shifting forward, pushing out, moving as best it could. The five wolves watched eagerly as Kenji's head started to emerge, but it wasn't that of the phillipino any more... Kenji's entire head was that of a wolf; long, strong, proud. His teeth were sharp and glistening, his nose perfectly shaped... but something was different. The fur on Kenji's head was shaggier, thicker. When Kenji's wolf head had slipped all the way out of the master's sheath and they remained connected only by the cock down the boy's throat, they realized what it was. Kenji had the same mane as the master... He had been chosen as the master's heir, the alpha's favorite pup... All five wolves moved to bow down to Kenji and the master, heralding their future leader. Kenji gazed up with wild amber eyes ringed by black fur, not at his master or alpha, but at his father. He kept suckling down the cum, filling his stomach full. He had to grow big and strong for his father, to make him proud.