Upgrading the Wolf
Witty comment of wit here. Did a few different things with story telling here.
Markus stared at the finished mixture as he decided what to do. The wolf glanced at his form in the mirror, the lab coat and dark pants left the image of a rather toned wolf. However his crotch held no large protrusion, and was nothing more than space. The male once more glanced at the mixture, knowing full well the possible side effects that could his life if he miscalculated. His boyfriend had told him time after time when they were making love that nothing was wrong with the wolf but he disagreed every time.
Tossing the lab coat and pants off in a fit of rage he looked at his body; saw the toned muscles that came with his breed and training, and the one muscle he could never grow. His sheath sat on his hip, Markus's hand large enough to cover both it and his balls in one go, even when hard. The male growled as he looked at the pitiful tool. "Some man I am." He muttered to himself in disgust but then once more glanced over to the mixture.
"Well that may change soon enough." Markus muttered to himself and once more glanced at the mixture. This time the male chose to stop glancing and walked over to the table. His golden eyes glanced from the drink, to the book before it on cell creation. He blushed and reached for the phone besides his notes. With haste the wolf texted the love of his life a simple message.
"I love you and you'll have a surprise next time we see each other." The wolf click sent and the message was sent away into cyber space. Markus fondled his own bits as if to say goodbye to the way they were and grabbed the mixture, praying to all gods he got it right.
The green slime slid down his throat, freezing cold, yet heating up as it went further down. The taste was one he couldn't describe but for some reason the words sweet and salty popped into his mind to describe it. His brown fur puffed out slightly as a chill of his action crossed his mind. There was no going back now. His phone rang, a text message lighting up the screen.
"I love you too, are you okay hun?" The screen said, sent by Tony. Markus didn't see it however as he let out a light moan, the mixture attacking his body as it prepared him. He felt his groin heat up, and knew he'd have to see it at the small size one last time.
The brown wolf stood by the mirror and watched as his shaft's sharp red head poked out from the sheath. It rose a few inches and then stopped, leaving the male to sigh in annoyance at the sight. He never liked the truth of just how small he was. Looking at his disgustingly small rod the wolf's mind wandered to when he was growing up. Almost every year as a teen he checked to see if he was getting bigger, but while other males would gain inches of length, he gain centimeters and only ended up being a bit shorter than four inches.
A wolf should never be so small. The young wolf had though as a teen, and while the rest of his body was attractive, toned, and large, he couldn't hide the truth of what rested under his belt. He did try though, as during his college years he wore a padded jock strap to appear larger.
Markus let out a light moan as his mind drifted away from the day dream back to reality. His shaft felt much warmer than it should and throbbed. He grabbed a near by ruler and while still in sight of the full body mirror, placed it the metal next to his wolfhood. The tip lined up, and was just a centimeter above our inches. Success!
"You know, being small isn't that bad." His memory of Tony first seeing him naked played, as the shaft in front of the wolf throbbed painfully, heat building up in the rod. The brown canine had growled at his then friend, soon to be lover. Markus told him he had no idea what it was like. The otter simply smiled and spoke but one question,
"Would you like my proof?" The memory of Tony asked and Markus just looked confused. In the present the wolf panted and used his free hand to place it tightly on his meat. It was burning to the touch but he kept his hand on it, to feel it thicken and force his fingers further apart as it broke the five inch mark and looked much like an average shaft.
"Would you like me to prove I understand?" Tony said, and Markus not believing him nodded. The otter stood up off the bed and pulled down his shorts, causing Markus to blush and his sheath to fatten. Unlike the canine, the wet otter did have a sheath to hold his rod, and the wolf doubted one could fit it. In the future Markus would find out that Tony was a 'shower' but back then the wolf simply marveled at the six inches of soft meat that hung down his friend's leg.
Markus felt his mouth water and with a blush, his shaft's head popped out of his sheath. Tony smiled at the sight but Markus just simply covered himself up. "Hey I showed you mine, it's only fair if I see it. But yea, unlike you I'm all tiny besides this thing." Tony said, moving his hand to have the wolf's eyes focus on the shaft. Tony smiled and spoke.
"You know I'm tiny and lanky, but when people see this thing they want in my pants to be their fuck toy for as long as possible, but they don't care about me. I may be only nineteen but I know that they want to use me." The otter retold such an experience and Markus was unaware that his body moved of its own accord as he moved over to the other bed and wrapped his arms around his friend.
In the lab Markus breathed deeply through his nose, huffing deep breathes as the shaft throbbed and bounced half way up to six inches. The red rocket's heads pulled further and further away from the man's hand. He could no longer cover his shaft and balls with one hand as the rod throbbed it's thick way up to six inches.
Once more the phone went off but Markus was too far gone in pleasure and memory to realize. "Markus! What is going on!" The screen typed, almost screaming at the wolf. The brown wolf knew nothing of the text and his mind drifted into another memory
"Markus you like boys right?" Tony asked coyly while the two were kissing on the wolf's bed. The golden eyes of the wolf sparkled up to the blue of the otter. Wuth a hint of sarcasm the wolf smiled and answered.
"No Tony, I don't like boys, in fact the otter on me right now isn't a boy at all, but a girl with a big strap on poking me in the leg." Markus smiled and kissed Tony once more as the twenty year old wolf's hand grabbed and squeezed the otter's meat. "A very fleshy strap on I might add." The canine said with a grin. Tony smirked back and grabbed the wolf's small meat, massaging it and the balls below with one hand. Markus let out a moan from the otter's touch and the two young adults began to fondle each other, their clothes soon discarded as both stood at attention.
The otter was easily almost three times as large, the eight inches of thick otter meat staring at the wolf's tiny shaft in comparison, almost taunting the canine. Markus let out a light whimper and unexpectedly, Tony flipped over. "What are you doing?" The brown wolf asked with concern in his eyes. Tony smiled and lifted his tail.
"I can't take you with how we were laying. This was is easier for you." TYony said with a smile, and the small canine shaft understood the command and began to drool. Markus however did not understand.
"Wait your bigger, shouldn't you be on top?" The wolf said insecure, which got a smile from the otter. Tony leaned back so he could look at Markus but still present his rump to the wolf.
"I want you to take me, size has nothing to do with it. No matter how small or large you are, be it three inches or three feet, I want you to take me." Tony said as poet as possible and the wolf felt tears light his eyes. Markus jumped off the bed and forcefully flipped the otter over. Leaning down their lips met.
Both memory and reality played out at once to the wolf. The red rocket tipped over six inches, while in the past his three and a half inch rod poked its head into Tony's ring. The Wolf's hand acted like that rings as he instinctively held on tighter. Both past and present Markus thrusted forward. They kept the rhythm of slow but powerful thrusts, yet while past Markus did not stretch out the ring much further then when he started, Markus's hand was pulled further apart as the shaft reached seven inches and at least an inch in thickness. The wolf moaned out loudly and lewdly to the growth striking his body.
"So close...." The memory said, and the present echoed his words. He was only two inches shy of his overly hung lover. The otter had one more growth spurt before turning twenty one and it made both males quite horny with the nine inch pecker for the pair to play with. Markus howled loudly as he felt his balls pull up and the memory ended with his knot tying the otter.
Seed shot out of his hot rod, slamming the counter neck to the male. Which each shot his balls twitched and increased in size. Markus's legs spread apart from the increase in size and weight from the new sac that continued to grow. A passing thought of how the male is gonna have to get used to a new wolf passed his mind as another load left his cannon.
Once his body stopped it's bucking the wolf let out a loud groan. It took Markus a few minutes to catch his breath and let the pounding of his head fully calm down. His hand idly went to massage his bits. When the fingers made contact his first thought was simple. "At least they are bigger than my hand now." Markus verbalized his thought with a wide smirk. The hands reached down and tugged at the same size sheath.
"Well that's too bad... I might need to fix that." Markus muttered as he played with the pocket of flesh, the semi hard rod drooling out, with the unexpanded knot bigger than the pocket's opening. Markus stopped fondling himself as he went over to the mirror and posed in it. The much larger male equipment twitched as though no one knew it, Markus really REALLY liked bigger men.
"Hun?" A voice called and Markus grinned, his shaft standing at full attention as he saw Tony walk in. Tony's jaw dropped as he looked at the upgraded wolf and his shorts throbbed with the meat they hid. Markus grinned and walked up to his lover, kissing his muzzle as he pushed the red hot wolfheat onto Tony's belly.
"Well it's not three feet, but an upgrade isn't bad right?" Markus said with a wide goofy grin. The otter took the heated shaft into a hand to make sure it was real. The brown wolf shuddered as his lover explored his new addition, more pre pooling the top.
"How did you?" Tony whispered quietly as his hands searched the enhancement for some way to break the illusion, yet all he felt was hot musky flesh. Markus kept the grin on his face between moans with the flesh squeezed.
"Science is so great. So ready for a test spin?" Markus whispered to the Otter. Tony let out a deep rumbling in his throat, the head of his long otter hood fully poking past his shorts. Markus grinned and reached down, groping the meat.
"I'll take that as a yes."