Fantasy Alcohol
This story contains homosexuality between a furry and a virgin human/cat hybrid. It has mild crossdressing. Oral and anal sex. Alcohol, muscle growth, prostitution, and clubing.
Well, how do I being? Uh, hi? I'm Jonah. I'm a husky, I'm 6'4", I was on most of the sports teams in high school, and now I want push myself, so now I'm trying to bulk up. I'm turning 20 in a few days (god I'm getting old), and, wow this is a slow start, I'm sorry everybody. I'll just jump into it then...
It was last Saturday, I didn't have much to do, so I just went to a local gay furry sex club. I hadn't been there yet, but I heard from a friend that it's pretty cool. So I went inside, and the music was blasting. It was so loud my heart changed its beat so that it matched the base of the music.
I stayed near the walls, not wanting to get caught up in anything yet. I found a lone booth, and scooted in. On the table was a menu, full of various what I assumed to be alcoholic drinks. "Wonka Gum Martini ihulkout The Pump Essence of- Heavily Carbonated Bourbon" Just to name a few. I flipped the menu over and read the other side. In fancy curved font it said, "Welcome to the Wicked Garden A magical night awaits you" "Damn this is corny", I remember thinking to myself.
"We are a club for those of you with a more interesting preference. Any of our waiters are ready to serve you at the table, or in one of our private rooms in the back."
"Well, that sounds good. I haven't had sex in over a month." I thought as I flipped the menu back over to look at the drinks.
"H-hi....er...um....he-hello.......uh.....g-good evening, sir......I'm so sorry, I'm new here." said a very soft voice. I looked up and saw a boy, human mostly, wearing just enough clothes so that he...well. It was pretty much nothing. There was nothing on his head except for his emo boy haircut and his cat ears. On his neck was a black collar with a golden bell, and on his chest was a simple black vest that he wore unbuttoned. Below that was practically nothing, fishnets on the legs, and a black thong with a pink bow on each hip. If you looked long enough, you could see the thong slipping off his hips, because he couldn't pull them above the black feline tail that was swaying behind him.
"S-sir?" "Uh, yeah?" "Is there anything I can get you, sir?" "Uh...?" "Don't worry, sir. We don't card people here." "In that case, I'll have an iHulkout." "One moment, sir." he turned to the bar and made a gesture with his right hand that looked like the rock from rock-paper-scissors. The bar tender nodded, and my waiter said to me, "Your drink will be here shortly, sir." "How old are you? You look like you still need a curfew." I grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving. "S-sir? I-I'm 16." "You're joking." I was in total shock, "You're not old enough to work here, let alone, be in here." "I-I know the owner, and I needed the job." he pulled his hand away. The more he talked, the more I liked him. He was so cute, so innocent. I couldn't help but notice he was trying to keep the thong from falling off. "So, how does this whole private room work?" "uh...you just grab a waiter, and go down the hall. Pick a room, and do as you like." "So tell me, uh..." "T-Tyler" "Tyler, want to head to a room?" "I don't have much of a choice. It's all up to you." I grabbed his wrist and lead him away from the booth. As we passed the bar, I noticed the bar tender smirk at us. I stopped at the first room I saw with a vacant sign. I opened the door, walked in and locked the door behind Tyler. He sat down on the bed, and I sat next to him. I brushed the hair out of his eyes. He shivered at my touch. It's so cute how he's scared. I kissed his neck, and licked his cheek. "Have you ever been with a furry before?" I whispered into his ear. "S-sir, I-I've never been with a-anyone before." he flinched as I started to undo his collar. I thought to myself, "oh my god, he's a virgin. Am I really going to take that from him? He said he needed the job, he must have known this would happen eventually. Besides, it's been a long time since I've had a tight ass wrapped around my cock." There was a knock on the door, a small hole appeared on the door, and a chocolate drink was pushed through. I stood up, grabbed the drink and brought it back to the bed. "It's your ihulkout, sir." "You don't have to call me sir. My name is..." "Stop. I can't know your name. I don't want to get attached. Not in this business." "Your choice." I chugged the drink down. It tasted like a protein shake with rum. As I was drinking, Tyler laid his hand on my pec, he started to massage it. He rolled up my shirt and started to lick my nipple. I finished my drink, and put the glass on the nightstand, "you're not gonna get milk from there, kitty." I rolled my shirt back down and slipped off his vest, "but I know where you can get some." What I hadn't noticed was that my pants were getting tight. Not just tight, but unnaturally tight. I assumed it was my hard-on, but I didn't notice my black shirt being pulled tighter over my pecs, the v-neck tightening around my neck, and my sleeves losing a battle against my biceps. Just then, the fly on my jeans ripped open releasing my rock hard cock and the musk of my horniness from the past month. I moaned at the release in pressure. "There you go kitty. Start milking." Tyler wrapped his hand around the base of my shaft and started to pump at a slow rate. I was so excited that I didn't notice my jeans ripping at the seams, or the sleeves of my shirt starting to tear as I grew. "Suck my dick." I commanded my slave. He tried to, but he couldn't get his mouth very far. "I'm sorry, sir. You're too big." "Then flip over." Not waiting for him to make the move, I flipped him onto his stomach on the bed. I stood up to position myself behind him when Rrrriiiiiiippppp! My shirt was in shreds, only the collar was left, and it was starting to feel awfully tight for a v-neck when that ripped off too. I didn't even notice my torso being nearly 3 times its original size. I didn't even bother with the lube. I just plunged right into that virgin ass. He tensed and screamed, and then went limp as I tried to shove harder, but I was too big for that too. Still, I kept humping, only my head was in his hole. Tyler moaned and whimpered, he even begged me to pull out, but it never reached my ears. I was in my own world, my own fucking awesome world. Thrust, thrust. So fucking tight, and getting tighter! I squeezed my eyes shut, and pulled all the way out. I was gonna thrust all the way, knot and all, but it wouldn't go in! I opened my eyes, but my eyes and looked down, but there was something blocking my view. My pecs, my pectorals had blown up so huge I couldn't see past them, and just beyond them, I could see the head of my cock next to Tyler's head. My dick was as big as Tyler! I tried to lift my arms, but I couldn't reach my face, I could barely turn my head to the side to look at what was keeping my arms from moving. My neck had been swallowed up by my swelling muscles, and out of the corner of my eye I could see that my arms were in perfect proportion with my hulking torso. It was now that I realized that I was naked. My head seemed to be the only thing that wasn't growing. "What's happening?" "It's the liquor. We use fantasy liquor. When combined with other ingredients, it creates different effects on the body." I still kept growing, my pecs now brushing up against my chin. I couldn't help but moan, I've always dreamed of growing like this, being this huge! But something was tickling at the back of my head, "how big am I gonna get?" "That's the thing. It's not going to stop. Not for a couple hours anyway. That's why we built these rooms, they don't break, and when you reach the room's limits is when you stop." I wanted to cum so bad, but the more I grew, the less mobility I had. "I'm sorry, but I have to go, you're getting too big for both of us to be in here. I'll send someone by in the morning. Goodnight, sir." That was the last I saw of Tyler, but I think he had said something important. The more I grew, the bigger I was, the less I cared that my head had just hit the ceiling even though I was sitting on the floor. I licked my pecs, and flexed my muscles. As I was getting more massive, my worry was shrinking. I was now touching the walls on all sides. It felt so good. I humped the opposite wall as best I could. The head of my cock was between my pecs. All that muscle, all that strength. There is no better high. And then, I erupted. My cock fired like a shot gun. I opened my mouth to catch what I could, and lick what I could reach on my pecs. But I was still growing, and there was no give in the room. I don't think I'd mind spending the night.
I'm definitely coming back.