The Day After
The Day After Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Tyrik
Max grunted softly as he started to come back to consciousness. His head was thumping as loudly as the music had been at the club... It had been hard to sit through but he had wanted to find out what a gay bar was like, to see if it did anything for him. He had- Max's thoughts were interrupted as he realized he wasn't on his own bed. He could feel the old box springs digging into his back. He opened his eyes and was met with the slate gray walls of a strange sort of cell. Max sat up straight and sprung off the bed, his feet landing on the cold tiled floor as he started moving around, looking around. The window was barred, the door was locked and didn't even have a handle and there was a two way mirrored window on one side. Max moved over, looking at the window.
"Hello?! Is there someone there? Let me out, this isn't funny!" Max called out. His reflection gazed back at him from the mirrored surface. He was twenty four years old with short strawberry blond hair. His five foot eleven inch frame was covered with the toned muscles of a swimmer and his eyes were an unusual gray, almost silver in certain lights. Max looked up at the window impassively before the speaker clicked.
"You have been selected to take part in an experiment. Your participation is appreciated." A distorted voice said over the speaker.
"I didn't volunteer for anything, let me go!" Max demanded.
"Your participation is mandatory for the betterment of mankind. You will not be released." The voice responded.
"You have no right to do this!" Max exclaimed, trembling.
"We do not need the rights, we have the power." The voice replied once more. Max was speechless. He turned and moved for the door, trying to ram it open before he spun back and ran for the window, lunging for it. He was barely able to jump high enough. He grabbed onto the bars and tugged but they were firm. He landed back on his feet and nearly broke into tears.
"At least tell me what's going on, don't I deserve that much?" he pleaded. There was a long silence and then the speaker clicked again.
"You were selected at the club... You have compatible genetics." The voice responded.
"Compatible with what?" Max whispered. There was another long paused.
"The Therianthrope virus." The voice responded. "You will now be introduced to the testing element." The voice said. The door shuddered and opened. Max turned to run for it but realized someone was already inside and another door was just behind him. Max skidded to a stop, defeated before he had even started... though he now had another person to deal with, apparently someone with a virus.
As Max backed up, the man in the airlock stepped through into the room. He was younger, a mere nineteen years old from the look of it. He had shaggy light brown hair, blue eyes and he was tall... Six foot one at least. He was also practically naked. The only thing the young man wore was a loin cloth made out of what had to be an uncomfortable khaki cloth. The harsh fluorescent light in the room glinted off of the thick gold ring hanging from his left nipple and the two rings in his left ear. While earrings in only the left ear usually meant straight, the young man's hip was emblazoned with a dramatically bright rainbow tattoo that clashed with the bleak surroundings.
"Wow... You're a tall drink of man." The stranger said while looking Max over with a grin. "Excuse me?" Max asked in surprise. The stranger grinned wider.
"I heard what they said, you were grabbed in the same gay bar I was... which means that things won't be entirely bad after all." He said, licking his teeth... though they seemed a bit abnormally sharp to Max.
"I... I was just seeing what it was like, I-" Max was cut off.
"There with friends?" The stranger asked before pausing, shaking his head, "Oh, not sure about yourself..." He said.
"How did you know?" Max blushed. The stranger grinned.
"Gays need good gaydar, it cuts down how much time it takes before I can get to the fun stuff... Or at least it used to." He shrugged before offering his hand, "I'm Luke." The brown haired man said. Max reached for the hand and gave it a gentle shake, though he realized that Luke's fingernails were a bit longer and thicker than most people's.
"I'm Max." he replied, "How long have you been here?" he asked after a moment. Luke considered for a long time.
"I think it'll be three months exactly tonight. I'm just glad that I'm not alone anymore, it's been impossible the last two full moons." Luke said, moving over to sit on the bed. Max turned to face him.
"What do you mean? What happens on the full moon?" Max asked softly. Luke took a breath.
"They told you they are testing the Therianthrope virus? Well... I'm patient zero. I was the first one... It's just like the legends and stories really. When the moon rises it causes the retrovirus to activate and I... become something more." Luke said. Max shook his head.
"That's impossible, that's just silly stories." Max said, turning. Luke grinned.
"I can prove it to you." He said. Max rolled his eyes.
"Ho-" Max stuttered when he turned around to realize that Luke had flipped his loin cloth back. He quickly covered his eyes but it had been too late. He had seen Luke's nine and a half inch cock... It was an unusually vivid shade of red, the mushroom shaped head was more of a point than a round and the base of the cock almost seemed bulged out, almost like the knot that Max had read that canines had. Max grunted, "Put that thing away..." he said, blushing furiously. As much as the sight embarrassed him, he could feel his own shaft stiffening at the sight.
"Awww, most people respond better than that. Sure you don't want a lick? Or twenty?" Luke grinned, putting his loin cloth back. Max groaned, having to fight his own feelings even more.
"You're really gay, aren't you." Max said, breaking into a chuckle despite himself.
"Super gay and proud that way!" Luke replied, "And anytime you wanna sit on my lap and tell me what guy you want for Christmas, all you gotta do is ask." Luke grinned cheekily. Max groaned, putting his face in his hand, laughing wearily before sighing.
"How can this be real, how can I be in this place?" he whimpered. Luke grew more somber.
"There are strange people in this world... And they can do strange and wonderful things This therianthrope virus isn't all bad. I mean some of it feels pretty good. The worst part for me was not... having anyone around." Luke whispered. Max looked around in surprise.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Max asked softly. It was Luke's turn to blush.
"Well, you see... you were selected because of your genes, but I... well, have you heard of nymphomania? I... kind of have the guy version. That's why they picked me, I'm the perfect... way... to spread it. And when the moon rises, I won't have anyone to take out my sexual desires on but you... and I may be horny all the time now, but how crazed I'll get tonight is going to make the rest of my life look like an act of celibacy." Luke admitted.
"And that's why you're just in the loin cloth? To make it easier?" Max whispered.
"You're one to talk, you're only in boxers. You should consider tighty whities. Shows off your assets even if it squeezes your balls... But if you're gay it's not like you need those sperm to be super active." Luke grinned. Max blushed even more, pacing back and forth.
"This is crazy, this is absolutely crazy..." Max whispered, closing his eyes. Luke turned, gazing up through the window. He could already see the stars. There wasn't much time left. Luke looked over at the contemplating young man before hopping off of the bed. He moved over behind Max, wrapping an arm around the young man's waist. Max jumped in surprise but forced himself to relax, though it grew impossible as he felt Luke's hot chest and stomach pressing against his back. Luke leaned in, his lips almost touching Max's ears.
"It may be crazy, but it doesn't have to be all bad." Luke whispered. Max's cheeks became incredibly rosy at the closeness. He'd never been that physically close to anyone. Luke grinned, "Imagine that you were at the bar... and you met a fantastically attractive, beyond gay man in suggestive clothing... and you were so shy and anonymous that he couldn't help but notice you. He introduced himself, you replied... and then we shared drinks." Luke described.
"What kind of drinks?" Max whispered.
"I'm underage and you don't seem like the type to drink, so virgin drinks... And then I tell you that those virgin drinks are going to be the last virgin anything either of us will have for a long time... and I kiss you on your neck like this." Luke whispered before he leaned in, pressing his lips to Max's neck. Max inhaled sharply, his eyes going wide before they slid shut. He reached up and let his fingers tangle in Luke's hair.
"Would you really have gone for me?" Max whispered, his heart aching. He had been alone for so many years, unsure of anything. The fantasy was so strong he was forgetting they were in a cell, part of an experiment.
"In a heartbeat." Luke whispered, moving to lick the older man's chin, "We'd go back to your place and cuddle, kissing and hugging. Your heart would race, you'd be so shy... and I'd tell you that, before we continued, that I had a condition..." Luke said softly.
"A condition?" Max murmured.
"That on full moons... or any time my heart rate accelerates... that I become a werewolf, and that I wouldn't make you go any further if you didn't want to..." Luke said softly.
"I... I want to go further, but... only if it isn't just a temporary thing." Max whispered, his eyes still closed. Luke grinned wide, moving to lick and suck his neck, marking the innocent boy's flesh.
"You want a fuzzy wolfy boyfriend?" Luke whispered.
"It would make my life seem like it was all worth it... To go from being alone and nothing... to having the most bad ass boyfriend ever... A real werewolf." Max said, shuddering as he imagined it.
"You'll become a were creature too... You'll be like me." Luke said, a far more realistic warning.
"Then you'll just have to teach me everything you know about it." Max said, opening his eyes to look right into Luke's, "And maybe if I'm lucky I'll catch your nymphomania too."
"You sexy fucker!" Luke grunted before he pulled Max away from the wall and all but threw him onto the bed. He pounced and landed on Max, eliciting laughter. Their lips came together and Max felt like fireworks were going off in his head. Despite the kiss, he gasped as he felt the hard shaft of another man press against his own erection. He whimpered softly in surprise but soon melted back into the kiss. Luke grunted in delight as Max started humping up against him. Luke pressed his groin back, letting their boners rub against one another. Luke broke the kiss, moving to trace kisses all over Max's neck and shoulders and chest before he nipped at his nipples.
"Oh wow..." Max groaned, his back arching. Luke grinned.
"We'll have to get you some piercings..." Luke muttered.
"Me?" Max asked in surprise, trying to imagine himself with them.
"Yeah, my slutty boyfriend's gotta have all sorts of ways for me to please him... Cause I'm insatiable. You're going to be riding and sucking my cock day and night..." Luke grinned. Max licked his lips, getting into the role.
"Maybe you better get a leash for me so I can always be close by." Max whispered. Luke laughed even louder.
"You kinky sexy fucker!" Luke howled in delight, kissing Max again. The two were lip locked, strawberry blond hair and brown hair mixing together as they rubbed bodies... but a light had spilled into the room through the window, creeping across the floor, advancing ever so slowly. As the two made out, the moon was approaching. Max had managed to forget that he was a human locked in the room with a science experiment, but Luke hadn't. As the first rays of moonlight began to fall across him, Luke began to breath faster, his eyes shimmering softly as they changed from blue to amber.
Max gasped loudly as he suddenly felt Luke grow more intense. The grinding became harder, he felt Luke's fingers dragging along his skin until he pulled them away. Luke was forcing himself to be careful. His fingers flexed and contorted as the fingernails grew from white to brown, nearly black as they started getting thicker, sinking into his fingers before the curved claws emerged from the tips of his fingers. His feet were no further behind. His toes had grown longer while parts of his feet swelled up into balloon like paw pads. Dark blackish gray fur contrasted with his brown body hair as it pushed out along his clawed feet.
Luke moved his clawed fingers to Max's waistband, lifted the elastic of the boxers up and then cut through it. He pulled his finger down until the boxers came apart. Max cooed in bliss as his cock felt the cool air... and then the warmth of a werewolf's hand. Max sat up just enough to look down, seeing the furry hand curling around both of their members, squeezing and jerking their cocks at the same time. Max tried to speak but the words failed him. Instead he decided to use actions and moved to kiss, suck and even nib at Luke's neck. Feeling the human's teeth, Luke gave out a growl of delight, getting far more serious. He grabbed Max's feet and began lifting his legs up. Max found himself on his back, his ass being hoisted up as his legs were draped over the gay boy's shoulders.
"I... I hope I'm good enough, I..." Max shuddered, his own trappings finding him again. Luke tore off his loin cloth, withdrawing his partially changed member. He brought the pointed head to Max's ass, rubbing against the cheeks before he found the tight pink pucker. Ever so slowly Max started rubbing against it.
"You are more than good enough; you're my fucking kinky were boyfriend..." Luke said, reminding him of their fantasy. Max cooed in delight and then called out as he felt himself penetrated by a hard, long cock. Max cried out in bliss, his body exploding into a thousand new sensations. Luke thrust as deep as he could for the moment before pulling out and thrusting again. As his mate's ass relaxed, he was able to make more and more progress... just as his changes were advancing.
All throughout Luke's body his muscles were feeling hot, his skin was pliable, even his bones felt different. The hair on Luke's arms and legs grew darker, then thicker as new hairs emerged. Before long his ankles, wrists and forearms were covered in fur so dark that his skin was invisible. Once more Luke's werewolf paw found its way to Max's cock and curled around it, this time alone. Using one strong paw to steady himself, Luke pleasured his mate as he thrust in and out with growing speed.
"See that, you're a slut already... Hungry for my cock. You want it all the time... You want my seed in you, you want to feel your blood burning for the transformation." Luke grunted as he pounded Max's ass. Max swallowed, his forehead and chest glistening with sweat.
"I want it... I'm your slut..." Max repeated back, feeling more confident in himself than he ever had in his life. He blushed furiously, realizing that this strange abduction might have been the best thing to ever happen to him. He resigned himself to his fate and gave into the sex fully. Luke grunted suddenly as his biceps and triceps started to grow and thicken, bulging up quite a bit as the fur swept over them. His legs were growing as well, the fur reaching well past the knee, practically to the young man's waist. Fur began pushing out through his tattoo, the emblem disappearing... though the changed pigment in his flesh had caused the slightest of changes to the sheen of the fur, the faintest of all rainbows visible on his black furry hip.
Luke's moans were becoming wilder as his bones started to crack and contort. While he had been lithe like a bean pole to start with, his shoulders were widening and his waist was stretching. His huge legs had more room between them and with each breath Luke's chest cavity was becoming larger. His ribs pushed out and apart, his spine lengthened just a bit. Luke was becoming huge. As the fur reached his shoulders, it suddenly spread down his chest and back, coating his huge rounded pecs and shoulder muscles as they formed. Even Luke's washboard abs disappeared beneath soft blackish gray fuzz as the fur continued. Max watched every change in awe, his heart skipping beats with excitement. This was his werewolf boyfriend... about to infect him with the change.
Max licked his lips before he used all of his muscles to sit up and grab Luke's head. Once more their lips met in a heated kiss. Max sucked and slurped on Luke's bottom lip before his mouth was invaded. Luke shuddered, truly amazed that he was havng the best lay of his life... That all of the twinks and posers he had dated were nothing compared to being able to seduce true innocence... and to feel that love flowing back into him already. Luke's ponderings were interrupted, ass was the kiss, when he lifted his head to the ceiling and let out a howl. His ass cheeks suddenly pushed apart as the fur that spread down his back moved over them. His own pucker had turned black, but it was soon covered up as his tailbone pushed away from his body and stretched into a long fuzzy dark black tail.
The love making picked up even more energy and force as the fur spreading across Luke's body met up with itself around his waist. His stomach, ass, legs and even sack were covered in fuzzy black fur. From neck to toe, little was human about him... and the change still continued. Max whimpered happily as he watched the sly, whimsical handsome face of Luke change. The teenager's jaw popped and stretched, pushing forward at the same time his nose and upper lip did. As the nose melded into the growing muzzle, the humanity drained away from his face. His muzzle filled with sharp fanged teeth as the remnants of his nose grew black and moist, inhaling the scent of sex deeply. Luke's ears stretched into points and began wandering up his head, pushing out of his now black hair. Luke growled in delight as his face was covered with dark fur, his human skin disappearing.
"You are so fucking hot... You are my boyfriend... that cock belongs in me, always..." Max whispered, trying to turn Luke on... and it worked. The wolf shuddered as hot precum leaked into Max's ass, blossoming into a tingling warmth. Max's back arched and he gasped, shuddering happily. Luke used the opportunity to slam into Max harder than ever, stimulating his prostate so his body was reduced to quivering jelly. Max tried to clamp down around his boyfriend's shaft... his boyfriend, the mere concept filled him with such lust... and all the while, Luke knew that they were being watched and filmed and recorded. Somewhere out there he'd finally made it onto a sex tape. That merely brought a grin to his fang filled muzzle.
While Luke's change was nearing completion, Max's was only beginning. The twenty four year old's supple ass was slowly becoming fuzzy as silky soft reddish blond hairs pushed out, but as they grew thicker and thicker, the blond was fading out of them. The same change was taking place on Max's head. His hair was slowly shifting, becoming a far more intense fire red tone. Max panted hard, bucking his hips with more strength as his upper legs thickened and his back filled with muscle. The hair on his arms and legs grew denser and softer before the hair under his arms came in thicker as well.
Luke was trying to hold his own change back, to share it with his love but the moonlight was ushering him into his final changes. He had the body of a werewolf, all but his shaft... Luke's clawed paw worked Max's cock to the proverbial bone as his own started to enter its own change. It seemed like every time Luke pulled back from thrusting, his cock was stretched a bit longer. He thrust back in and pulled out, gaining even more length. Centimeter by centimeter it grew... reaching ten inches, eleven... then twelve. Max was drooling uncontrollably from all the pleasure, but he was surprised just how much he could feel perfectly. He felt every inch slamming into his black pucker, packing into his guts... but it was more than just that.
Max dug his own fingers into the crappy mattress as Luke's cock swelled wider, picking up a fair amount of girth. Max grinned wildly, practically able to see the cock in his mind as it got redder and the head became even more of a point... and then the moment of absolute glory came. Luke thrust as deep as he could into Max and then tried to pull back but Max only came with him. The base of Luke's lycan cock had swollen into such a large knot that he had entirely sealed himself inside of his boyfriend. Luke lifted his canine head skyward and let out a deep and true howl as his tainted cum started to spray into Max.
Feeling the intense flood of white heat, Max was in heaven. His cock was harder than ever, his balls were throbbing and his body was practically on fire. The red hair on his arms and legs was getting thicker than ever, but it seemed that the pigment in his hair was fighting. The meager amount of hair he had accumulated on his chest had shifted to entirely blond and then white, soon as pristine as snow. The hair continued pushing out of his growing pectorals and across his already delightfully muscled abdomen. The white fuzz even spread into his bush, all color fading away. The soft hair advanced around and across Max's balls, his sack soon looking fuzzy and white, gropably soft.
Luke panted hard, continuing to pour his seed into his boyfriend, watching the virus take root. It seemed to be spreading all through the older man's body, though his cock and head remained unchanged so far. The fingers digging into the mattress started to penetrate the cloth and even catch on the springs inside as Max's fingernails stretched into sharp pitch black claws, sinking deeper into his fingers and toes. Paw pads swelled up and the hair that had been spreading over his feet started to change once more. The red grew darker and darker, looking brown for a moment before the shade careened into a deep black all the way up to his ankles. The seam between the two was abrupt and distinctive, two features Luke appreciated on his mate.
Luke leaned down, tilting his head, his muzzle parting just enough that the deadly teeth passed on either side of Max's human mouth. Max's lips parted and his tongue slid out, meeting the sloppy werewolf tongue right at his lips. The two began to kiss like never before, swapping saliva and exchanging animalistic grunts. While most of Max's grunts were pleasure, a few of pain came as his tailbone started to grow. Thanks to his body being in the missionary position, the tail soon pushed out into the clear as red fur emerged from the fleshy length. The tail continued to grow longer and longer, though the fur at the tip was devoid of all pigment, turning as white as snow. The tail extended down, longer and longer beneath the two lovers until it reached the bed and slipped over the end, continuing to grow thicker and thicker all the time. While the core of the tail wasn't that big, the fluffy mass of bright red was starting to become almost as wide as Max's waist itself.
"I think it's safe to say you're becoming one foxy stud..." Luke muttered between their sloppy kisses, eliciting a chuckle from his mate. Max rolled his shoulders as they grew thicker and thicker. His chest flesh was gone from sight, completely dominated by a field of white. His black nipples were as hard as stones and his clawed fingers were still flexing in awe. As the white fur crept up his throat and the red surrounded his neck, it was looking stranger and stranger that Max still had parts that were human. His head and cock had not yet changed, but he was locked tight around the shaft of his lover.
"This... is fantastic... Thank you..." Max panted. Luke grinned, leaning in to lick his lover's cheek.
"If you really want to thank me, change for me... let the animal dominate. Be my foxy slut..." Luke whispered. Max groaned, closing his eyes, trying to focus n what he needed to do. He started trying to picture himself as a fox, to embrace the change fully. He imagined what they would look like the next day as a couple, together on the street, their fluffy tails entwined. Max's heart skipped a beat as he pictured it all and then his eyes snapped open, suddenly an icy blue. He clamped down even harder around Luke's shaft, ushering in a brand new flow of cum into his body... and his own pressure to rise dramatically.
Max's new fox eyes moved down to his own groin, still locked in the tight embrace of his lover. Max had always felt relatively lucky. He wasn't any shorter than average to say the least, but now he felt that he was destined for something more, something greater. He could feel the seed of lust growing larger inside of his soul, taking root as his manhood began to grow at a much faster rate. Every thrust of Luke's hand down made his cock just a little wider; every stroke up stretched it just a bit longer. Luke watched his cock bloating and stretching. The dull pale pink was brightening to a rosy red and then came the most delightful change, the head.
Max let out a series of grunts and whimpers of delight as he watched the head of his cock change. It was so hard to describe, but it almost felt as if his hard cock was hardening much further, like the skin was becoming leather and the core was becoming stone. His cock had such a weight to it, such a girth and a presence that it felt like a new appendage. He could feel his heart beating in the length, the veins bulging just a bit. Max's pride swelled along with his cock and it filled him like a drug, making him feel more and more that sex was what his entire life should revolve around... and there was no one better to share that with than a nymphomaniac.
Luke watched Max's cock change and grow with glee, so much glee that he let go of the hip he had used to steady himself and wrapped a second wolf paw around the huge fox cock. Soon Max's body was being jerked all around by the wolf cock lodged in it while two huge paws rose and fell along the meaty pylon of the fox's pride. Max bucked his hips as best he could, taking advantage of the increased surface mass. He had to be at least a foot long as well, a most delightful sensation... but the changes were far from over.
The first warning that the next phase was starting came in the form of a pop, then another. Max's jaw had dislocated, but as it was separated, the muscles inside started growing stronger and tougher. The bone n his jaw itself started to stretch and warp. As his jaw grew longer it made room for the teeth inside to stretch into points and become more plentiful. Sadly, it also gave Max a bit of an under-bite, at least until the rest of his face tried to follow suit. His nose pushed forward and the flesh turned black, the nostrils upturning until they faced forward and split out. The white fuzz on Max's neck swept over his chin, covering it like a goatee before it met up with his lips that grew thicker and darker until they were black. There were even several nearly invisible whiskers that pushed out of his cheeks.
As much as he tried to hold back, Luke was turned on all over again by seeing his boyfriend getting his first muzzle. Luke's head turned and he pushed forward, his muzzle sliding around Max's so the open seam of their mouths met up. The two muzzles parted and their tongues tangled. With each slurp and grapple of tongues, Max's grew longer and thicker, changing to fill out a full muzzle. Max was soaking in the sounds of their love making, letting every slurp and shplort of sound sear into his memory... But as much as he loved the sounds, they soon died away. In fact, all sound disappeared as Max's ears started to morph and move.
Max shivered as his ears stretched into points, black fur sweeping over them quickly. The ears continued to grow even as they migrated up the fox's head, emerging from the red mop at the top of his skull and settling into their new default position. The last traces of human skin were being subsumed by the virus, gone beneath fur and hair and flesh... and then in a magical moment, Luke was left looking at a tall, strong fuzzy fox that just happened to be his boyfriend. The wolf reminded himself of what an innocent he had been, how naïve and clean... and now he was a fox slut, covered in cum and pre and sweat... oozing with pheromones and with a bloated cock knot that was almost as big as a fist. Luke shuddered, his eyes rolling into the back of his head before he came again, giving one last blast of cum into Max's body.
Feeling the brand new flood, Max lifted his new fox muzzle to the ceiling and let out a brand new howl all his own. His fuzzy white sack tugged up against his body and his huge red canine shaft unleashed tepid hot sperm al over his fury body. Luke kept working on Max's erection for several minutes until it began to grow soft again, their mutual loads spent. Luke clumsily slipped Max's legs off his shoulder and then struggled to force Max onto his stomach. It was difficult to maneuver their bodies and remain tied together because of the knot, but soon Max was sprawled on the crappy bed and Luke collapsed onto him. Their muscled bodies rested skin against skin as Luke made himself very comfortable on his foxy lover. Soon he was licking and slurping at Max's neck before his eyes slipped shut. Max smiled wide, his muzzle full of so many sharp teeth and a thick tongue. Max had never felt better in his entire life, but more than that he felt content, as though he had finally found true love... a fact that was completely lost on the other side of the observation window.
In a darkened observation room the scribble of pens and the clack of keys being pressed echoed off of the cement walls as all the details were observed. The virus had been transmitted in sexual fluids; the transformation had been even faster than the direct injection of the virus. The species was a variant they had not anticipated... The experiment had been a success, but like all true science it had given rise to even more questions. All of the researchers were looking forward to see what the next day after would bring.