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Fenris' Inferno

Legal Notes: Do not steal this story. This and other works by me are mine and mine alone to use unless given permission by me. All characters belong to their respective players. And as always, be on the lookout for my lawyer, the ghost of Johnny Cochran, for he will always be looking for you. >:3

Author's note: I had thought I had lost this, which severely bummed me out; then, while backing up my hard drive, I came across a rather large duplicate of chapter 2. Before I deleted it I wanted to check it out. It was the day before Christmas when I opened it, and if felt like Christmas came early. There on my screen were all 4 chapters that I wrote up when I started this endeavor. I need to rewrite this chapter and will in the future (including new ways to transform Adrian), but I have waited long enough to upload this and a few people have been waiting to see it too. so, without further adieu, I am proud to present the latest installment of Fenris' Inferno! (Bring on the smut!)

Chapter 4: Joining

The crypt was quite, almost everyone was sleeping, except for two friends, Jack and Jason. Jack sat with his back up against Jessy Mercer's stone coffin while Jason sat, wide-legged on the floor. The two were trying to fight off sleep by talking about which girls they would do, comparing sizes, the usual.

"Dude, mine's bigger," mumbled the drowsing Jason.

"Dude, are you seeing this thing? It's huge," declared a Jack while motioning to himself.

"Naw, I'm hung like a hor-...woah, dude do you see that?" Jason came back into the waking realm as purple light began to stream from the top of Jessy Mercer's coffin.

"What?" Jack turned around and stood up to see the purple beams of light coming from the gem.

Over the night the moonlight had inched its way closer and closer to the gem that made up the moon of the Mercer family crest and was just know touching it. Small beams shot out before Jack's eyes and over Jason's head. The two were wide awake now, marveling at the different discovery, Jack at the coffin and Jason still on the floor. The moonlight crept and crept till it reached the center of the stone and shot light out in many different directions before combining into a tower of light and sinking into the jewel.

"What was that," questioned Jason.

"Quiet, it's still glowing," Jack said while losing himself in the glow of the gem. Slowly he reached out with a finger and pressed down on the glowing stone.

"Dude, don't touch it!" Jason tried to warn him but it was too late, Jack had already pressed the gem.

A ribbon of purple light flowed down the side of the coffin, across the floor, and under Jason where it illuminated an image of a howling wolf on a square.

"Hey, this is kinda cool. It's making my butt warm." Jason smiled and rubbed his butt on the square.

"Haha, who woulda guessed that old Jessy invented the world's first butt warmer," Jack said as he stood up and laughed at Jason. "Don't scrub too much or you'll rub your butt off."

"Aww, you just want to get your butt warm, ya fag. Haha"

"Ay, I like the pussy not the dick."

"Yea, I'll believe it when I- woah...you feel that?" A shocked look appears on Jason's face as he stops rubbing, but the floor starts vibrating; more specifically the square with the purple wolf image on it. The square vibrates and starts to pull back into the one before it. Jason tries to move out of the way, but the block has moved too far and when he attempts to push off for leverage his legs fall into the hole below the square. The square recedes quick enough that Jason slips into the hole.

Jack dove to down to the opening hole in attempt to catch his friend.

"Jasooon!" He yelled.

Jack was only able to touch his screaming friend's finger as he plummeted endlessly down the hole, his screams dimming as they echoed through the hole and crypt, but never died away. The screams of Jack and Jason startled most of the room awake and the more alert pledges woke their sleeping friends. Stephen was the one to wake Adrian.

"Huh? What's going on Stephen? I was sleeping good." Adrian yawned and stood up next to a shocked and confused Stephen; and the first thing he noticed was a hole in the floor, a guy crying over the hole and a low scream echoing through the room. "Oh my God...Did someone fall in? That hole wasn't there before."

"Y-yea, I know. I think someone did fall in or Jack wouldn't be crying like that. I've never seen him cry before. I don't know where that hole came from or where it goes, but has to be deep. I can still hear his screams." The two, along with the rest of the room, just stood in confused silence as the cries and screams filled the room.

Jack's eyes burned as tears forced themselves through is unused ducts and into the hole. He closed his eyes and beat the ground, until Jason's screams stopped. Jack looked up, a glint of hope in his eyes. He planted his hands on both sides of the hole and leaned over to yell down, praying that his friend was still alive.

"Jason! Jason! Oh God tell me you're alright bro. Yell back to me bro! Show me that you're okay!" Onlookers watched with baited breath and listened along with Jack for any type of sign. A soft wail-like noise pierced through the heavy silence and brought a smile to Jack's tear streaked face.

"Yea, I knew it! You're gonna be okay bro. We're gonna get you..." He was not able to finish. While Jack was screaming the wail had grown louder, into a howl. In a flash of purple fire Jack's head and chest were gone and the rest of the body was engulfed in purple flames. It took Jason's place as it tumbled into the hole that the ball of fire just shot from. The fire rose to the ceiling and fell down to the floor, landing on a poor guy that could not move in time. There was only a brief yell as the fire effortlessly slid through the guy's chest and onto the floor. The purple flame just stood there, burning the body, while the crowd froze with fear; only a few pledges managing to flee the room.

The flames on the body had finished devouring their meal and had nowhere to go but back from whence they came. They rose back up into the main ball, but did not stop moving, and even took flames along with them. Slowly the flames dissipated to reveal a large leg standing in the charred husk. It was not just a leg though, it was a foreleg covered in black fur. More of the fire began to flutter away into the air of the crypt and reveal three more black furred legs, each with purple paws and intricate purple designs along them. A purple tipped black tail was the next to emerge, followed soon by the body of the clearly canine beast. The beast's body bore intricate, purple designs that look strangely similar to some of the etchings that adorned the walls of the crypt. The final part to lose its flame was the head. The beast raised its head to the ceiling and let out a howl as its black fur slowly emerged from the fire. Black horns were revealed, followed by a wolfish muzzle, grinning in a wicked howl and showing off its rows of sharp teeth. The most shocking thing on the hellhound, for that was the only description for what this thing was, was the depiction of a wolf bighting the moon emblazoned on its forehead. As the demon wolf's howl ended, the last speck of purple fire flew from the tip of its purple nose and up into the air. The demon stood at a height of at least five foot and scanned the quivering crowd. The pledges all remained frozen in place out of shear fear of the thing standing before them, wondering what it was going to do next.

"Fuck this shit," yelled one guy and he sprinted for the exit. This must have woken some of the others as in a matter of seconds the room was full of naked men trying to push their way up the stairs and through the three foot wide opening at the top. A grin overcame the demon wolf's place as it snapped its jaws on one man who got too close and proceeded to devour him in the middle of the room. Flames leaked from the beast's mouth and consumed whatever the wolf didn't.

Adrian was still trapped in the corner behind the hellhound with Stephen hugging close to him; looks of fear and disbelief on both of their faces. They could see that running up the stairs was a fruitless act and it was a huge risk to try and run past the beast and not meet the same fate as its current meal.

"W-what are we going to do Adrian," asked a distraught Stephen.

"I-I-I don't know. I...just don't know." Adrian stammered and shook his head as thoughts of his death ran through his head. There was a light in the dark though. Both students turned their heads to the commotion at the stairs and saw the last of the pledges spilling through it and into the upper crypt, and safety.

The wolf howled out as it finished its meal. Now there was only the demon, Adrian, and Stephen left in the crypt. It sniffed the air in search of more prey and caught scent of the two by the coffin, but when it turned to look they had dropped to the floor. The beast's nose had never failed it before, so it knew that its prey was there. Slowly, it took to stalking them, padding quietly over.

"Adrian we need to get out of here," whispered the scared Stephen.

"Shhh...it'll hear us..." Adrian looked around for a route of escape , his heart beating fast as the heavy pants of the wolf were reaching the coffin. "Okay, I got a plan. First, let's move to the foot of the coffin." Stephen nodded and quietly crawled to the bottom of the coffin followed by Adrian. "Okay, it's on the other side of the coffin right now and the stairs are on the other side of the room. When I give the signal I want you to dash to the coffin on the other side of the room."

"Alright, but what about you."

"I'll be right behind you."

The beast had made its way to the head of the coffin, and Adrian heard the sniffing. He placed a hand on Stephens back and told him to get ready. When he heard a growl from the other side of the coffin he pushed on Stephen and whispered, "Go, go, go!" Stephen sprinted off at his top speed with his eyes set on the coffin on the other side of the room. By the time Adrian had accelerated from behind the coffin the wolf was just reaching the wall and saw its prey escape. The demon took off after the two barking like a mad dog and closing the distance in no time. Stephen was already panting on the other side of the wall, behind the coffin and Adrian was diving for the same space. The wolf opened its maw and took one more swipe at Adrian's foot before he disappeared behind the coffin and it slammed into the wall, dazing him and shaking the old crypt. Adrian looked up at Stephen and yelled to him, "Go!" Stephen turned and ran for the stone stair case, while Adrian rushed off after him. The devil dog was out of its daze by now, though, and swiped Adrian's back with his sharp claws. Adrian cried out in agony as the skin on his back was shredded by the sharp claws. He caught himself on the coffin before he hit the ground and tried to stand back up, but it was too late, the wolf was upon him. Stephen had almost reached the top of the stairs when he heard his friend's wail. He turned around to see the giant purple and black wolf pressing Adrian over the coffin.

Adrian yelled as he felt the hot fur of the demon burn into his skin and scars on his back. Tears welled up in his eyes as the beast sniffed over him. In his mind he was thinking of all the things he never did, what kind of legacy he would leave behind, how much being eaten is going to hurt, and then of Stephen. The boy's eyes flew opened and focused on the stairs where his roommate was sitting with a shocked face.

"Stephen!...Run!...Get outta here!" He shouted at the Brit, but to no effect. Stephen just nodded quietly and slid back a few stairs.

The demon finally finished sniffing Adrian and gave a long lick from the middle of his back to the top of the neck; a quiet sizzle could be heard as the wolf's saliva burned against Adrian's cool skin. It then did something that socked both of the humans in the room. It moved its muzzle up to Adrian's ear and, in a deep voice, said, "Yess...you are the one..." The words issuing from the mouth of the beast froze his struggles and widened his eyes. By no means should an animal be talking. Stephen was in the same state as Adrian, but he saw something broke him from stupor. It was big, purple, definitely male, and dripping steaming black drops. It was the demons' cock. Adrian saw the look change on Stephen's face and was wondering what could scare him more than he already was, but his answer came too soon. He felt the demon wolf thrust his hips forward and slam against his, but he also felt a long, hard length part his legs and rub against his package. The human could not see because of his current position, but he had a good idea of what it was. That's when his struggles and pleas started anew.

"Oh God this can't be happening! Someone, anyone, help me! Stephen, help! He's going to rape me. You have to help me!" The tears started to stream down his face as the beast pulled back and thrust in again, this time spreading Adrian's cheeks but not finding the hole. Stephen just shook his head in terror and backed up a few ore stairs.

"No, no. This can't be happening. It can't." The boy could do nothing but watch as the wolf tries to penetrate his best friend. To him it looked like a scene out of a bad furry story he read on the internet, but that stuff couldn't happen in real life, or so he thought.

The demon slowly drew back, keeping himself between the cheeks and grinned as he thrust forward one more time, this time hitting his mark. Adrian's cries turned into a howl of pain as he felt the tip and a few inches force their way into his virgin ass. His hands clawed at the stone on the coffin and hips thrust forward to try and pull off of the thick prick, but it only served to excite the wolf and prompt him to thrust in more of his cock. Adrian tried to force the invader out but it was to no use. The demon just growled in pleasure and thrust deeper into the tight tunnel squeezing and contracting around his cock. Adrian cried out into the crypt, but it just fueled the evil beast behind him.

Thrust after hard thrust the wolf pierced into the tight tunnel, howling and growling in pleasure. The boy's ass eventually started to give way and let more of that burning length in. The wolf felt this and doubled its efforts; he slammed Adrian against the coffin and pumped in with great efforts. By this point Adrian had lost his voice and could only groan and weep as the cock rearranged his organs and knotted up his stomach. With a howl the demon wolf pulled some of his monstrous length back with a sick slurping sound and thrust the entirety of it back in to the hilt; pushing one last yell from the poor human who's insides have formed around the canine cock. The demon took no time to adjust to the tight hole and began to pound his furry hips into Adrian's fleshy ones. This pushed Adrian to the limit, he was on the verge of losing consciences, but the constant pain of the cock stretching his hole and the pre burning away at the inside of his intestines.

Stephen continued to watch from the stairs, remembering so many scenes he had seen, read, and role played with other furs coming to life before his eyes. He shook his head in disbelief as he was powerless to save his friend, only watch as the impossible happened, and unable to look away. As he continued to watch, though, he saw something else that should not happen. Every time the demon thrust in it looked like less and less came back; and it was true. With every thrust the black and purple fur stuck, no, merged to Adrian's hips and the wolf was able to penetrate deeper. In only a few short thrusts the demon wolf's hips were indistinguishable from that of the humans, and Adrian felt it. He felt the cock push in deeper than it should and his hips hump in time with the beast's, causing him to struggle again. He tried to jerk away and claw at the legs around his head, but the wolf just growled and humped more of his body against Adrian; making the fur of the wolf's body start to merge with the boy's back.

The cock inside of Adrian was firmly lodge in there and not going to move, but as the demon pounded away Adrian felt a pressure in his cock. At first he thought that the monstrous cock was actually pushing through him, but it was actually his cock getting hard. He started crying again at the shame of his body betraying him. The human got harder and harder, but didn't stop at its normal length. It kept growing and growing and changing, lengthening out into a pointed canine head. Adrian now had a canine cock of his own, and the merging of the two quickly surrounded the bottom of it. The demon's large balls were slapping against Adrian's small ones, but even they had been merged together to form a furry sack full of apple sized balls. The demon wolf laid down closer to the boy, pushing more of its hot body down into him He even put his paws on the boy's hands and effortlessly pushed them in, starting fur to rapidly spread up the human's arms. Adrian cried and whimpered in the air of the crypt as he felt his humanity slipping away with each thrust. There was no pain, by now his body had lost most of its feeling, but there was humiliation, shame, and embarrassment as his new canine length began to leak black drops of boiling pre onto the floor.

From Stephen's view point there was no more Adrian, only some beast with extra legs and a human head on its shoulders and the legs were slowly joining too. The legs of the demon wrapped around Adrian's and quickly merged. The sound of popping bones reached Stephen's ear and made him wince. All that was truly left of Adrian was his head. The Brit quietly begged and pleaded for this to stop. He promised to quite being a furry if someone would stop this, but truthfully, he didn't know if he could ever go back after witnessing this.

The demon wolf and Adrian too, felt their orgasms approaching. The wolf grinned in excitement and began to nuzzle the back of Adrian's head, but it was more than nuzzling. The demon wolf's nuzzling painlessly pushed his muzzle into the skull of the human. Adrian felt no pain, but there was a great pressure on his skull, making it widen and stretch in different places. The wolf pushed forced it's head further and further into the human skull, eventually reaching the human's face, but that was not an obstacle. The furry head thrashed and pushed inside of the skull, expanding it, but most of all pushed the face out into a small muzzle. With each passing second Adrian's face distended into a short muzzle. The boy wailed out as his face pushed out further and further. His hair fell out, only to be replaced by black fur and purple markings of the demon wolf. His teeth were pushed out of his mouth to make room for the sharp canine teeth that were pushing through. Two black horns extended from his forehead and curved back. The final change, marking the end of the merger, was the purple emblem on his forehead of the wolf bighting the moon. There was nothing human left on Adrian, and with a couple more thrashes and snaps of the jaws the former human boy was now a demon wolf. A powerful howl echoed into the room as the knots of both cocks formed and they shot dual loads, one into the body of the new demon and another onto the floor around them. The wolf's black cum burned through the body of the new body, but did not destroy any of the organs, it welled p inside and transformed them to better versions. The last thing the black cum did was dissolve the old demon's dick inside of the body, giving the organs room to return to their normal position. The cum coming from Adrian's new cock was a different though. Everywhere it touched, the cum boiled, burned and melted whatever it touched. When he finally finished cumming there were streaks burned into the floor and coffin. The orgasm was too much for Adrian, and as soon as the last rope left him the humanoid wolf tumbled to the floor.

Stephen saw the horrible scene before him come to an end, but couldn't bring himself to leave. He saw the anthro beast lying on the floor, but could not turn back. He stood up and slowly walked down the stairs and over to the furry body. There was a slight realization in the back of his mind that he was inches away from a real furry, but that was not important right now. Slowly he kneeled down and reached a shaking hand out to the demonic wolf. The beast growled when the hand touched its fur which made Stephen pull his hand away. He should have ran then, but something told him to try again. He stretched his hand out again, this time making contact with the body and not shying away at the growl. He could feel the powerful lungs expand and contract under his hand, and the heartbeat pulse throughout the body.

"A-adrian...are you there...are you still in there," he asked as he shook the beast.

The wolf groaned but opened its eyes. Stephen saw two purple circles stare at him from a sea of black, making him look away for a second. The wolf reached a large clawed paw/hand up and grabbed Stephen's hand. Stephen pulled it away thinking that he was going to be the next to suffer Adrian's fate, but the wolf kept a strong grip on him. The eyes focused in on the white, lithe body and another paw shakingly reached out to him.

"F...Fr...Frosty..."

Tears streamed down Stephen's face as he grabbed the other paw and pulled it close. The first smile since this whole ordeal began broke across his face as he embraced the paw.

"I'm here buddy...I'm here...," he said in between sobs. He then fell down over the demon that is now Adrian and hugged him tight, not caring about the burning skin. He was just glad that his friend was still alive, no matter in what form.

The demon that was now Adrian wrapped his arms around his friend and joined him in his sobs. The two did not move from that spot, they just laid there and enjoyed the embrace of one another. That is, until they were disturbed. There was a heavy shaking of the floor and room, sending stone dust down all around them. A deep voice echoed throughout the crypt.

"Fenris...It's time to come home," the voice sounded from nowhere in particular.

Adrian and Stephen didn't have time to move before a purple light started to glow below them. The light began to expand and take some of the floor with it. Instinctually, Adrian threw the human off of him as the hole expanded. He was able to look into his friend's eyes one last time as he fell, howling, into the black portal. Stephen ran to the edge of the portal and yelled down after him.

"Adriaaaaaan!"

The howl was the only thing he heard before the portal closed, leaving him alone in the deathly quiet crypt. He fell onto the floor where the portal just was and beat it with his fist, staining the stone with his tears.