Toon Wolf
Just something I've been pondering around with for a while. This is also my first story I've written from a first-person point of view. I'm considering writing a sequel too... (The "wolf" in the reference pics seen in the story is actually indeed someone in a costume!)
TOON WOLF By Wile_E2005
WARNING: Contains some explicit sexual content!
It was three days until Halloween, and I needed to find a costume for a party I was going to. I already checked various costume shops, but to no avail. None of them caught my interest. So I checked out the yellow pages again, and found a costume store I have never seen before: "CLEVER DISGUISES."
I read the address and then took a bus downtown to check it out. It was in a seedy part of the city, so I had to be careful. Once there, I found the shop, but it was held in an old-looking building that had appeared to be vacant for some time. The windows were a little foggy, but I peeked in. Some masks were on display. They looked pretty good. The lights were on inside, so that was a good thing. I went in.
The costume shop had the smell of a just newly opened building. There were quite a few interesting costumes, masks, wigs, makeup and Halloween accessories here. Over at one area, I found an interesting costume that instantly caught my attention.
Ever since I was a little kid, I've always loved cartoons. They were different, powerful, and humorous, which was part of the thrill. Very recently, I had begun to notice that becoming a 'toon animal also induced some very erotic sensations. In fact, I was startled to find that I had gotten an erection among first seeing this costume!
The body consisted of a full brownish-gray spandex suit with a white front on the stomach like some cartoon animals have with a large gray bushy wolf's tail attached to the back, an orange tuxedo jacket with green shirt underneath, red bowtie and a yellow pin-on decoration of some sort (like some kind of fake flower.) The suit also came with a pair of yellow 'toon gloves (the kind with four fingers instead of five) and toon wolf footpaws. There was also a yellow straw boater hat with a red band around it. Then there was the head - the part I was attracted to the most.
The latex mask resembled what looked like a cartoon version of the Big Bad Wolf of "Little Red Riding Hood" fame. It had large eyes, and extended snout topped with a black nose, a few whiskers on the wolf's cheeks, and brown sticking-up ears. The skin appeared to be mostly brownish-gray, with the snout area white.
I picked up the mask. It felt very soft and rubbery, and it was also unusually warm. It reminded me of the Wolf from those Tex Avery cartoons, or the wolves from the Warner Bros. cartoons of the 1940s. I thought the whole suit looked pretty cool, and if I wore it for this Halloween, it would make a really awesome costume.
So I went over to the cashier and made my purchase. $70 wasn't a very bad price at all, seeing as this was a "deluxe" costume. But the cashier was a little unusual. He looked old, and had strange-looking eyes that seemed to glow red at times. He also had a black dress suit and a red cape. I figured he must be dressed like Count Dracula for the Halloween season. He stared at me, as if he were trying to burn a hole in my head.
"So, you must be brave enough to purchase this mask," he said in a deep voice that reminded me of Orson Welles.
I chuckled nervously and said the first thing that came to my mind, "Well, I guess it may be cause I like cartoons."
...
After leaving, once I had gotten home, I decided to try on the costume. I wanted to see how it fit, and how my vision was when wearing it, and maybe something else I had in the back of my mind. It was also now late, and the moon shone through the window, even though I had the light on in my room. The moon would be full for the next few days. So I stepped in front of the mirror, stripped down to my briefs and an undershirt, and slowly began to slide into the costume. The body felt very comfortable, not baggy, and hung nicely off my body's frame I then slipped my feet into the footpaws, followed by the tuxedo top, and the yellow cartoon gloves. I stuck my middle and ring fingers into the gloves' middle finger. They had a very nice, soft and rubbery texture. I had also noticed that there was a conveniently located zipper on the suit's crotch area. I figured that was added with the idea of having to use the bathroom while wearing it in mind, though I figured it could also be used for sexual purposes.
Then I gripped the rubbery neck of the mask, and slowly began to tug it on. I watched in the mirror as the wolf mask slid over my own head, and then I stopped once I could see out the eyeholes, which were the pupils in the wolf's large eye orbs. Then I stuffed the neck into my shirt collar, put on the straw boater hat on top of the wolf head and checked out my reflection.
I was nearly blown away at how awesome I looked! I imitated a growling sound, the wolf's jaw moved realistically with my own. The soft foam latex was nice and rubbery, and it seemed to snugly fit my face perfect. The wolf head was very comfortable and I could see very well out of the eyeholes. My erection just got even more stiff, and the next thing I knew, I spent all evening as a toon wolf masturbating. The rubber paws made stroking my cock REALLY pleasurable as I watched my wolfish reflection.
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It was now the night before Halloween. The day was uneventful, but little did I know that it wouldn't be uneventful for much longer. I loved masturbating in the wolf costume so much I decided to do it again. I had the body and tuxedo jacket on, and I smiled at myself in the mirror one last time before slipping on the rubber toon wolf's head. My ensemble was now perfectly complete. I admired my cartoon wolf reflection in the mirror, striking a few poses to amuse myself.
Suddenly, I began to feel the latex tightening on my face, and it began to get hot. The rest of my body began to feel tighter as well. I kneeled on the ground, trembling. "No!" I shouted. "No... what's going on?"
I flinched in horror. I tried pulling off the toon gloves, but they wouldn't come off at all, no matter how hard I tugged. The mask was now incredibly tight. My hands had sharp pain going through them, and then they went numb, like when you sleep on an arm and the circulation is cut off. But the suit was not finished with me yet.
The suit began to use its power over my body. I could actually feel the spandex getting a tad harder and seeming to melt on my body, as if it was becoming liquid rubber! After that, my body began to ache again. It felt like it was growing, my muscles expanding, pushing against the costume to my body. Only the tuxedo jacket and the hat were not affecting me. I was frightened, yet at the same time, I was very aroused from the transformation. Now the mask began to contort, pulling on my face and my head, joining it all with the rubber mask. It was too late. I couldn't do anything to stop it now. I was seeing psychedelic patterns, stars, even tweeting birds (the kind when you get hit on the head in a cartoon.) I heard snarling, howls, gnashing teeth, all coming from me! Then with a loud "GrrrrrrrrrrRRRUFF!!!" there was a blinding flash of light, and it all stopped.
It seemed like this had been going on for a half-hour, but I checked the clock on my bedside table, and saw only a few minutes had passed since it began. I was no longer aching or numb. In fact, I suddenly felt great. I even giggled a bit. I figured if I took this mask off, I'd return back to normal. So I reached for the sides of my face and began tugging, but it hurt as I pulled on them. So I tugged down my shirt collar to feel for the bottom of the mask, so I could peel it up. But there was no mask bottom. I could feel that whole area felt kind of rubbery. I then slowly peeked underneath the yellow glove, and found that my hand had now matched the color of the rest of the suit. I was missing a digit; my hands now only had four fingers. The rubber gloves fit more snugly now, as a result. And I checked out my eyes once again. Instead of my true eyes peeking through the eyeholes, they were now black pupils, and the orbs surrounding them were now real. I didn't want to believe it, but it was all very real. It was not a dream, not a joke. The toon wolf costume had taken over my body!
I just grinned. I was actually happy now, as if I loved being a cartoon! I gave my new tail a playful swish. I also felt much stronger than I originally did. I even felt like dancing. I grinned, and noticed my mouth was now full of sharp fangs, like a wolf would have. At this, I did a double take. But as I did, I jumped up and my eyes bugged out of their sockets like an old Tex Avery cartoon character. I was surprised. I wondered if there was anything else I could do that a cartoon character did. I tried dropping open my jaw, and it sank down to the bottom. Then I pulled it back up. This is cool, I thought. I felt more like a real cartoon character than my old self. "Wow," I said, sounding more like what a cartoon wolf from the 1940s would have sounded like. "This is an awesome costume!" I then couldn't resist pawing off again. For some reason, the zipper was still there, but my cock now seemed a bit bigger, and a bit stronger. I felt even hornier, too!
I knew I didn't want to bite people or anything like those werewolf movies. But I knew that if I went out in public like this when it wasn't Halloween, people would freak out. I could even get in major trouble with the police. I had no other choice. I needed a disguise.
...
The next day, Halloween morning, I hid my wolfish appearance in a trenchcoat, fedora and sunglasses. I kept the yellow gloves on. Then I went downtown again, this time to a different costume shop. I purchased another latex mask, this one looked like a bald man.
It reminded me of the masks that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles used to wear in the old TMNT animated series when they went undercover. I went into a dressing room and tried the mask on. It fit snugly, even with it over my wolf face. So I took it off, hid my wolf face with the hat and sunglasses again, and made my purchase. Though I wasn't sure I'd need it tonight, you never could tell when it would come in handy.
...
After spending the day as a cartoon wolf, I began to realize the advantages of being one. I was able to eat food without utensils, and I had a great sense of smell and hearing. My voice sounded much better, and I even appeared more handsome than I usually did. I wanted to show my friends, including my crush Mona. But deep down I knew I would have to wait until the party. I was afraid if they knew this was my real form from then on, they'd leave me or something like that. If I showed up at the party in my 'toon wolf form, then they'd think it's just a very cool costume.
I wondered when the mask would be able to be removed, and I could go back to my normal life. But then again, I seemed to love being a cartoon wolf. But I didn't have much of a choice. I didn't want to wind up explaining to my friends why I became a wolf if they found out. And if I wore my human mask, they'd wonder why I looked kinda different, or just not recognize me. What could I do?
But at the same time... I liked it!
...
Finally, when the evening arrived, I knew I could finally go out in public while in full costume. I put on the orange tuxedo top, and I also put my human mask in one of the jacket pockets, just in case. I folded it into the pocket, without any noticeable budge. Then I slipped the cartoon gloves over my wolfish paws, put on the straw boater hat, and admired my new look.
I found myself very handsome-looking, and I felt great pleasure looking at it. I did notice I had a huge hard-on, and the bulge in my crotch area left nothing to hide. Then again, people would think it was just part of my character. Deciding not to masturbate again this evening, I gave a playful growl and struck a pose to amuse myself, and then I got my ID and headed off to the party.
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Riding the bus wasn't much of a problem. People just thought that I was wearing a great costume. And at a few of the little kids in costume that got a little scared, I lightly stretched my face around as I told them that this was just a rubber mask. This seemed to calm them down. But in the back of my mind, I wished that my face were still a mask. Then again, I was actually pretty aroused from it all.
I arrived at the banquet hall. The bouncer was a friend I knew, whom was dressed like a Jedi. He asked, "Hey, do you have any ID? Even if you don't drink, there is alcohol at this party and they want to make sure everybody has some sort of ID." I showed my card to the bouncer. "Wow!" he said. "That is an awesome mask! I didn't even recognize you!"
In my new voice, I said, "I know. I don't even recognize myself!" I barked playfully.
The bouncer chuckled and let me in. Once inside the banquet hall, I greeted quite a few people I knew. They all thought I had an awesome costume. I also learned that Mona would eventually be there, and they jokingly said I'd get a "howl" out of her costume. I wondered what that meant, either her saying she was going to be a werewolf, or it'd be a costume that impressed me.
I saw the buffet table and my mouth dropped open in delight. Then I zoomed over in a cartoony manner and began to fill my plate with all kinds of good stuff. Once at my table I instantly devoured it all as if I were a dog. This should fill me up for a while.
...
An hour went by. The party was still growing strong, and more people were impressed with my costume. Many of my friends didn't even recognize me at first! I was dancing really well, performing dance moves I have never been able to do before. It felt like when characters danced in the old Max Fleischer or Warner Bros. cartoons, or even in the late 1980s cartoon series "A Pup Named Scooby-Doo!" (Remember how the gang would often stop to dance during those doo-wop chase songs?) And I often liked adding little howls and barks to my speech to make them laugh. I figured if I was my normal self and the mask was still just a mask, I wouldn't be doing that as much, nor would I be dancing this well. I was also eating like a cartoon wolf would, without using a knife and fork. But then the lights dimmed, and the DJ came onto the microphone. I hurried over to my seat at the table. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's my pleasure to introduce an act performed and requested by one of our guests... Mona Demzel!"
Mona came out in a very attractive red outfit and began dancing and singing some old 1940s jazzy song. I wasn't paying too much attention to the lyrics, because I was focusing more on Mona. Was she ever sexy! I felt my cock get really stiff. As it did, my eyes instantly bugged out in a large size, and I did a long cartoonish wolf-whistle.
The song ended, and everybody applauded. I put my paw fingers to my teeth and whistled loudly. Mona then made her way over to my table and said, "You know, I thought your wolf act was very convincing."
I laughed goofily and said, "Uh, thank you!"
"But I can't help wondering who you really are," she asked.
I explained my true identity, but left out the details that my costume wouldn't come off, and that I now really was a cartoonish wolf.
Mona was visibly surprised. "Wow! I had no idea you were an actor! You are very good at this." But then she noticed the full moon outside the doors to the balcony deck, and said, "Will you excuse me a moment?"
She ran off in a hurry to the ladies' restroom. I waited a bit, but she didn't come back for three minutes. I walked over to the door and heard grunting in there. I knocked on the door and asked, "Uh, are you OK, Mona?"
"Grr... I'm fine, thank you!" she said, but in a strange-sounding voice. I heard a window open, and more grunting as if someone was jumping out of it. I knew she must've been escaping! I hurried out the back exit, and saw a large white werewolf with lipstick on the muzzle, and beautiful firm breasts.
My eyes bugged out again, and I felt even hornier, but I tried to hide my lust. "Mona... is that you?" I asked.
The werewolf kneeled down to me. "Yes... it is I! Mona. You found out my secret... I am a werewolf!"
"I have a confession to make, too," I said. "I'm really a wolf as well. This isn't a mask." I pointed to my face. "Well, it was one, but the costume attached to myself and took over my body."
"The same thing happened to me," Mona explained. "I bought a neat-looking werewolf costume from the Clever Disguises store downtown, and then when the full moon came out, it took over my body, so I had this human disguise made to look like the old me." She held her human skin in her paw, which she had hidden behind the bushes. "Oh, but I still love you. I've always loved you!"
"And I still love you too," I told Mona. We kissed. "You mean, you got your mask from the same costume store as I did? I guess that's why the owner asked if I was brave enough to buy this suit!"
Mona said, "I noticed you did some very cartoony actions in your mask. Why is that?"
I noticed that Mona looked more like a realistic movie-type werewolf, in contrast to my cartoonish wolf look. "I guess the disguise I bought was different from yours, since it is more of a cartoon wolf. Besides, you know how much I like cartoons! Woof!"
"Oh, you're still very sweet anyways!" Mona said, hugging me tight. "Shall we go in for the costume judging? If I put my human suit on we might still be able to win!"
I checked my pocket watch. "Nah, the costume judging isn't for an hour and a half. Let's make the most of it!"
"You mean..." Mona said, her voice sounding a bit sexier.
"Oh, yes..." I said, trying to deepen my voice, making it sound more suave. I now had the urge to fuck this awesome female wolf. I noticed her vagina now more visible. Mona got the hint. Human or wolf, she was still very sexy. She noticed the bulge in my crotch area and placed her paw there, slowly starting to stroke my still-covered cock. I could only moan with intense pleasure under my latex mask. I then suddenly reached my own paws down, unzipped the crotch area and forced my hard, still-pink cock out. It seemed even more prone to erections and stuff like that, now that I was a toon. Mona slowly began to stroke my cock, all the while I felt even more yiffy. Her paws had a nice, soft leathery texture. This was going to be fun!
... (you may use your imagination for my wolf form's sex with Mona werewolf ;) )
An hour had passed. I had fucked the wolf that was Mona quite a few times. It was REALLY pleasurable. My cock still felt a little gooey from ejaculation, but I didn't mind. I then noticed the time. "OK, I think it's safe for us to get back to the party. The judging will be soon!"
"OK... I just have to get into my human skin again," Mona said. She then first picked up the lifeless human body, still with the red dress attached. She began struggling to fit her furry legs into the slender rubbery legs of the suit. I watched as her wolf arms slid into the suit's arms, slowly filling them out, eventually making the hands filled and alive again. Then she zipped up the back, as I could hear the soft zipping noise, slow and long. Then she pressed her hands against the suit to make it look less distorted and chubby, to make her human body look normal again.
As I watched, I noticed my cock getting hard again. Feeling a tad embarrassed, I pushed it back into the crotch opening and zipped it up.
Now Mona just needed her head. She grabbed her rubber mask, put her hands in the bottom of the neck to open it wide enough, then began pulling it down over her own head. I watched as she tugged on it, her eyes becoming visible through the mask's eyeholes, the mask conforming onto her face perfectly. Then she tucked the neck into her suit. "OK, I'm ready," she said.
...
Back in the party, Mona and I were mingling with the other guests. The music was loud, the dance floor was packed, and everyone was having an awesome time, including me. I noticed someone I knew come up to me. He was wearing a rubber Scooby-Doo mask over his head, along with a brown jumpsuit with makeshift tail.
"Wow... you rook great!" he said, doing his best Scooby-Doo imitation.
I chuckled. He knew how much I loved Scooby-Doo. "Heh, thanks Scoob!"
"Ree-hee-HEE-hee-hee-hee-hee!" Scooby chuckled, and went back over to the table where desserts and pastries were laid out, including pumpkin-shaped sugar cookies, cupcakes decorated with orange and black sprinkles, purple punch, and more
Eventually, the D.J. came onto the microphone as the music faded. "Ladies and gentlemen, the costume judging will now begin! Please line up around the dance floor, and look your best, so our judges can see how great you all look!"
So we did. Mona and I held hands, and when the judges saw us, I flashed an awesome pose. "Ruff!" I barked. Mona just grinned. One of the judges, wearing a "scary" wolf mask, just chuckled.
After the judging process, the time came to announce the winning categories. Eventually, Mona and I heard...
"Now for the winners of the 'Best Couple' category, which goes to... the beautiful Red Hot Riding Hood and her wolf friend, Mona and..." The crowd went wild; so loud that my name was drowned out by the cheering! Mona and I ran over to accept our cash prize, and we kissed. It was truly an honor! This was when I realized there were even more upsides to now being transformed into a cartoon wolf. But then, after all the winners were announced...
"WAIT!!!" a man shouted. I recognized him. He was the eerie shopkeeper from the store I bought my costume! "Has any of you purchased a costume from my store, Clever Disguises?"
No one raised their hand. Mona motioned for me to do so, but she didn't raise her own. So I raised my hand, er, paw up.
"Ah, the cartoon wolf," the shopkeeper chuckled. "I'm sure you may have noticed the costume had, well, transformed you," he continued, "but let me assure you, it is only temporary. Watch this," and he unbuttoned the top of his shirt, pulled his rubbery neck from underneath, stuck his hands underneath and peeled off his face
I was amazed. Underneath it was a woman apparently in her thirties. "I designed all these costumes myself. I used to be a magician, then I became a costume and special effects designer for television. I don't know what went wrong with the curse. The costumes magically transform you for at least 24 hours. Afterwards, you still stay as your new form, but you can now remove the mask and you will be back to normal. BUT... if you put the mask back on with the rest of your outfit, you change back into a 'toon wolf, though you can still change back simply by unmasking.
"Hmm..." I thought. I checked a small mirror that happened to be next to the D.J. setup and began stretching my wolf face around. Sure enough, it was a rubber mask again. But I decided to keep it on for now. I actually LOVED being a 'toon wolf. Besides, I still had my 'toon wolf powers and decided to keep them for the rest of the party.
...
Finally, the party was over. The winner was a white man wearing a very convincing black man disguise, full body and with a silicone mask, arm sleeves, and brown body makeup.
Mona offered to drive me home, though her place was on the way to mine. So once she arrived back to her house, I decided to walk the rest of the way home, feeling extraordinarily great. I figured I'd keep this wolf suit. It would be fun to transform into a snazzy cartoon wolf again. It also made me feel quite aroused. I had noticed I had another hard on as I thought about this. I had wondered what would happen if I did not purchase the suit. It had brought out a whole new side of me that I was unaware of.
Maybe I'd do this again next Halloween. I then wondered what the closest animation studio was. Maybe they could use a toon wolf like me as a mascot...
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