Chapter Two: The Unforseen
Well, this is number two in (hopefully) a long line of gradually improving stories. The characters (Matt Furr & Tera Benik) are owned by me, (Johnny Ornin) owned by his own person. WARNING: This chapter actually contains scenes of explicit yiffing. . . . ENJOY! Oh, and viewer discretion is advised and whatnot.
CHAPTER TWO
I could've sworn I kept hearing noises coming from the crate in the back of my car, but I just brushed they off as if they were nothing. When I finally got home, I had to take on the task of moving the crate up two floors to get to my apartment. It took a bit of thought, and a bit of back pain, but I finally made it to my bachelor pad. I unlocked the door and assumed dragging the large package into the living room. When it stood upright it was about five feet tall and about three feet wide on all sides. For some odd reason, I couldn't figure out just what was in the package. But, before I opened it to see what the prize inside was, I remembered my promise to Johnny, so I went over to the phone and called him.
"Hey Johnny, I just got back home and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and hang out. The guys at work even gave me a welcoming present in the form of a huge crate that you might want to check out."
"Sure, that sounds great. I'll be over in just a bit. Oh, and where did you live again?"
"I'm in room twenty-three on the second floor of the apartment complex on Bark Drive, remember? Don't worry, it's not too hard to find."
"Okay, I'll see ya in a few minutes then. Bye."
*click*
And just how he said, Johnny showed up a few minutes later with a loud knock on the door. As I walked passed the crate towards the door I could've sworn that I heard a moaning sound coming from it. Still, my old friend was waiting at the door so I shrugged it off and went to the door. When I opened it I actually noticed just how much he had changed since we last said our goodbyes so many years ago. He stood just a few inches above me and outmassed me by at least a hundred pounds. Not saying that he was fat, just that I was really scrawny and he was sort of muscle-bound.
"Hey dude, come right in to my humble abode. Don't worry about the mess, I didn't really have time to clean up." I greeted with a smile.
"Mess, what mess? All I see is a few dishes in the dink and a pair of jeans on the couch. Ya know, you always were such a neat-freak. I guess that's one of the reasons we got along so well."
"Yea, I guess. Anyways, come on into the living room and I'll show you just what Nanite Technological Industries likes to give to new workers."
"Hey, why didn't I get anything from them. I started a few days before you and I still haven't goten anything from them. This just isn't fair I tell ya."
"I think you already got your welcoming present in the form of that injection. By the way, what was that they were putting into you?" I curiously asked.
"I don't know. They didn't tell me anything other than if I noticed any changes I should tell them immediately."
"Well that's weird. Anyways, let me show you to the crate."
I led him straight to the living room to the crate that still stood there in the same place. I started to think about just how I was supposed to open it when I remembered the noises that I thought I heard coming from it on the way home and decided to tell Johnny about it.
"Dude, before we open this thing, I have to tell ya something. As I was bringing it home, I could've sworn I heard moaning coming from it. It's almost like there is something alive in there. Do you think I'm going insane or what?"
"Something. . . . alive? I don't know, insane might be an understatement." he said with a bit of sarcasm in his voice.
"I'm serious. I could've sworn that something was in there, something alive and breathing and making sounds. I know it sounds weird, but I'm telling you the truth." I couldn't help but get agitated at this. "Here, I'll prove to you that whatever is in that crate is alive."
When I said that, he just stared at me, waiting for me to make my move. I slowly crept towards the box, for some odd reason a bit nervous. For a second, I just stood in front of it. I couldn't help but hesitate, trying to figure out how I would go about this. So, just after a few minutes of quiet contemplation, I bent over a bit and tapped on a side of the crate and managed to sputter out, "Hu. . . . Hello? Is anyone in there?" I couldn't believe how stupid I must have looked.
"What? That's your awesome strategy to prove that there is a living thing in that crate, to talk to it?" Johnny said as he started laughing.
Slowly building up some fake confidence, I said, "Yea, that is my plan so shut up and listen to hear if there is a response."
A few minutes went by and not a peep emerged from the crate. When all hope was lost for my cause I finally became irritated and decided to just open it and find out what was inside. I went to the hallway closet to find my old tool kit that I got when I bought my car, the one I hadn't used since, and brought it out. I rummaged through the tools until I found my hammer and pulled it out to start prying off the top of the crate. I struggled a bit trying to get the wedge under the boards and when Johnny didn't even move I spoke.
"Ya know, I could use some help here. Ever since we met you've been the muscles of the operation. And I'm just not as strong as I look."
"Well if you're not even as strong as you look, I feel really bad for you." he said.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" I asked a little hurt.
"Nothing, here let me try." And with that he grabbed the hammer out from my hand and pried away at the top of the crate until, in one swift motion, it flew off and hit the carpet. "Oops, I guess I don't know my own strength." as he said that he flexed his biceps a bit.
"Okay, Mr. Toughguy, I'll take over from here." I said swiftly.
As soon as that was said, I peered into the crate. It was too dark inside it to see anything so I told Johnny to check the closet for a flashlight. Although I felt a little impatient, I still waited quietly until he came back with it. He then handed it to me and, slowly but surely, I flipped the switch on it and shined the beam down into the crate. All I could see was a furry mass huddled in the bottom.
"What is it Matt? Food, money, something else that would be so awesome to have. Tell me what's inside." Johnny said with anticipation.
"All that I can see is a mass of fur. It's hard to tell what it actually is." As soon as I said that Johnny reached out and grabbed the top of the crate and tipped it over. "What are you doing? You're gonna break whatever's in. . . ."
But before I could finish, the thing at the bottom suddenly rolled out onto the carpet. Apparently whatever it was had been sound asleep and, when tipped from it's bed, became alert and stared up at me with fear in it's eyes. It just sat there, shivering and starting to tear up in it's eyes. When I finally started to take in exactly what it was I was looking at, I realized that this was a flesh (or should I say fur) and blood creature. So I threw all inhibitions out of the way and tried to talk to it, to see if that would calm it down.
"Hey little guy, don't worry, we're not gonna hurt 'cha. Awww, you poor litle thing, you must be scared. You don't have to be, we're nice guys." I tried to say in my most caring and sensitive voice.
The creature just stared at me. After a few minutes of staring, the creature finally stopped crying and gave me a chance to actually look at what I was dealing with. I knew almost instantly what it was. . . . it was a fox. But not just any fox. . . . a furry fox, and not even just any furry fox. . . . but a female furry fox! This I could tell because of the fact that she wasn't wearing any clothes and some of her more personal features were showing. The next thing that I noticed about her was that, to my surprise, she was quite attractive. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but something about her made me get a bit aroused. It was then that she, to my even bigger surprise, started to speak.
"Um, I'm sorry if I sound rude, but I'm not a guy." she said quietly and still shaking a bit.
"So I noticed. Oh, I should be the one that's sorry, I was staring at. . . . you. Here, let me get you something to wear." I embarrassingly said. The next moment I was off to my room to find a clean pair of pants and a shirt, all the while Johnny just stood there, mouth agape. In no time at all I returned and laid the clothes down in front of her and turned to Johnny to make him turn around to give her some privacy. "I'm sorry if those close are a bit big, but I don't really have anything else." I then said, my back still turned to her.
A few seconds later, we heard her say, "Okay, I'm done. You can turn around now."
I turned around but had to nudge Johnny in the side to him to do the same. The clothes weren't as baggy as I though they might be. I then noticed that even with clothes, something about her made me get all flustered. I could've been her bright emerald eyes, the way her body was a rich red except for the white patch that went from her neck to the part between her legs, or her 'gloved' paws and feet, I didn't know or care. With that in mind, the only thing I could think of saying was, "Uh. . . . So, just why were you in that crate and just how did you get to be. . . . like you are?"
"I'm so sorry! I should've introduced myself. I was just so startled when I fell out of the crate that I couldn't do anything but cry. My name is Tera, Tera Benik. And I was in the crate because of why I'm like, well. . . . this. You see, I was one of the test subjects at the research lab and after they gave me some kind of injection, I passed out. When I woke up, I was like this. I remember them telling me that the injection was some sort of nanite filled serum to make me stronger but, I guess that they were wrong. They told me that they wanted to keep me at the labs to run some more tests on me but I couldn't let them do anything else to me. I'm just so. . . . so hideous! I'm sorry, I shouldn't even be here. I put all of this on you and just expected you to. . ."
"Hideous?" I cut in. "You're not hideous! To tell you the truth I think you're quite beautiful. And I sincerely mean that."
"What? How can something so ugly be so beautiful? I mean, look at me!" she exclaimed.
"I have been looking at you, and to say the least, I'm speechless." I quickly said.
At that, she took on a completely different side of herself. She spoke in an almost seductive kind of voice, "Well, if you're speechless, then why are you talking?" She then started strutting towards me in a very, VERY, distractive manner. When she was face to face with me, actually face to neck since she was a few inches shorter than me, she pulled me down and started kissing me, forcing her tongue into my mouth and feeling around with little resistance on my part. To say the least, I was in heaven. I was making out with a beautiful anthro and I felt like nothing could stop me. . . . until I heard a loud cough behind me. I pried myself away from the vixen's lips just long enough to see Johnny fall over coughing like he was choking on something. It was then that Tera seemed to snap out of her 'trance' and took concern with what was happening.
"Oh crap! Please don't tell me that he's one of the test subjects." she then said.
"Yea, he was injected this morning with some stuff and was told to report any sudden changes."
"That's exactly what they told me. But my changes didn't start until an entire day after I was injected."
Johnny cut in, "What *cough* changes are you *cough* talking about?" That was all he could manage to get out before he bent back over into a full coughing fit.
"If you were injected with what I think you were," Tera then answered, "you should be changing into a furry like me. The only problem is that I have no idea into what you will be turning and, if what the researchers said is correct, then once the changes start, you'll never be able to go back to being normal."
He then stopped coughing and passed out on the floor. I just stood there watching him, his body slowly began to convulse. I watched for almost two hours until the changes were complete. He now was a wolfmorph, a white one to be exact. He looked so peaceful with his newfound muzzle twitching as though he was dreaming. Then Tera came up and hugged me tightly from behind, making sure to press her fairly sizeable breasts against my back. When I looked around to see her soft muzzle nuzzling my neck I couldn't take it anymore and passed out myself of delayed shock.
It took a few seconds for my eyes to come into focus, and when they did, I was a bit surprised to find a cold, wet nose only a few inches from my own. When I tried to get up I was immediately pushed back down and straddled by the vixen and held there for a few seconds before she shook her head and slowly backed off of me.
"I'm sorry. Ever since I changed, I've had a hard time controlling myself when I'm around attractive guys. It's like another person takes over and I'm just stuck in the passenger's seat." Tera said straining to keep control.
"It's okay. Right now, I'm still trying to figure out why this is happening to me. Maybe it's because my life was too routine, and I just needed some change. But for now all I know is that I made out with a sexy vixen named Tera that came from a crate, I watched my best friend turn into a white wolfmorph right before my eyes, and then I blacked out. . . . I think I need a vacation." I said still not sure of my surroundings.
Then I saw the white wolf, my friend Johnny, come towards me. When I looked up at his face I noticed his almost glowing red eyes, that alone made me want to pass out again, but I held on to consciousness.
"Matt, are you okay?" he asked, his voice slightly deeper than before. "I guess you're still just as big a baby as you were before. Hehehe."
"That's not funny wolfboy, I'm still trying to cope with all of what just happened in the past. . ." I looked at my clock to see what time it was, "TWELVE HOURS! I'm gonna be late for work!"
"Don't worry about that, Matt. I called you in sick and they said that it was fine." Johnny reassured me. Then he noticed the sheer look of panic on Tera's face. "And don't worry, I didn't tell them anything about Tera or of my drastic. . . . changes." Tera then calmed down a bit.
"Oh, thank you! I owe you my life!" Tera yipped with joy.
"You don't owe me a thing, I guess that we furrs have to stick together." Johnny said to Tera, trying to sound modest.
"Um, if you 'furrs' have to stick together, then I guess I should leave." I started getting a bit depressed at the thought of having Tera leave.
"Matt, is it? First of all, this is your apartment. And secondly. . . . I think I'm sort of attracted to you to as well." she started going into her seductive voice.
I noticed this and was startled by it. As much I found her seductions enjoyable, there was too much that I needed to talk to her about. So I followed suit in walking over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders. Before I could even say a word to try to make her snap out of it she pulled a judo move on me and a second later I was lying on the floor on my back with her straddling hy hips. All I could do was try to find Johnny and get him to show some assistance. I found him and quickly motioned him to come over and help. Thankfully, he was able to come to my aid.
As he picked up the smaller vixen he jokingly said, "My goodness, Matt, can't you even go one minute without trying to take advantage of our guest? I'd expect better of you."
"Very funny Johnny. It's not my fault she has a thing for me. You heard her say it yourself." I couldn't help but brag a bit.
Then Johnny, while still holding Tera, walked over to me and put her down. "Now promise me that you'll take care of her, okay. Make sure that she doesn't do anything she might regret in the future."
Tera just stood there, the lust slowly disappearing from her eyes and being replaced with tears. She started crying for a few seconds before I stepped over and hugged her close. I couldn't help but start to tear up just from watching her cry so close to me.
I tried my best to comfort her. "Please, don't cry. It's not your fault. It's those jerks at the research lab that did this to you."
"I'm sorry. I need to get out of here before I try to rape you again. I just need to find a safe place. . . ."
I cut in before she could finish, "A safe place? The safest place for you right now is right here, with me. I don't care if you try to jump me again, because I have Johnny to help out. I would like nothing more that for you to stay here with me."
"Really? You want me to stay? Even though I might try to rape you again? Why would you do that?" she said still sobbing heavily.
"Because I really like you, and because I'm going to try to find a way to make you stop having those. . . . urges. I don't care how long it takes but, mark my words, by the time I'm done, you're going to be able to live a normal, urge free, live. Or at least, as normal a life a furry can." I tried to think of something else to say, something that would comfort her.
"But, how? How can you make me stop having urges?"
"I just got a job at the research lab and, if I'm careful, I could probably try to make a formula to make you have more control over your mind.
"You would be able to do that? Oh, thank you! There is no way I could ever repay you for this, but if you think of anything, anything I can do just tell me. I'm at your service."
"The only thing I want you to do for me is be happy. That and I could use a good hug right about now." I said with a little smirk.
Her ears perked up when she heard that and she wrapped her arms around me in the tightest embrace I had ever been in. We held each other like that for a few minutes before she leaned over to my ear and whispered, "Thank you."
A few minutes later, after we were done hugging, we all sat down on the living room couch and talked. It was mainly Johnny and myself asking Tera about what it was like being a furry and then Tera and I asking Johnny the same questions. When I felt as though we had thoroughly talked about all that was needed, I looked over at the clock. . . . it was 9:42.
"Well guys, I guess that we better go to bed. I have a long day ahead of me and I need some rest after all that's happened." I said sleepily. "Johnny, if you want, you can spend the night here. But you two will have to decide who'll get the spare bedroom and who'll get the couch, okay?"
"Thanks, Matt. I think I will, seeing that if I go outside looking like this, I might be sent to the pound. And don't worry Tera, I'll sleep on the couch. You can have the spare bed." Johnny, trying his best to be a gentlemen, said.
"Oh, no Johnny, I'll take the couch. Think of it this way: since you changed, you're just a tad bit bigger, and so you need a bigger place to sleep. So I'll take the couch." Tera, much to both of our surprise, told him.
"Are you sure about that? You don't have to if you don't want to." I interrupted.
"Yep, I'm positive Matt. Don't worry about me, I'll be just fine." Tera responded.
"Okay then. I'll go and get some covers and a pillow or two for you. . . . hmmm, I guess I'm a poet and didn't even know it!" I couldn't help saying it.
Johnny just stared at me and said, "I can't believe you just said that!" But by the time he was finished I was already to the hall closet getting out the covers and pillows.
Later on, after I made sure everybody was comfortable, I went to my room and flopped down on my bed. After hating my routine for so long, I almost wished that I had it back. My best friend was now a furry and there was a hot vixen spending the night on my couch. I only wished that she was sleeping in my bed with me. While I thought about it in my own little world, I stripped down to my boxers and tucked myself in under the covers. At least one thing would stay the same. . . . I was just about to nod off when I heard my door creak slightly. I looked over but couldn't see a thing in the pitch black darkness. A strange, musky smell hit my nose that I couldn't quite figure out what was. I started feeling aroused at the introduction of it. I could feel my boxers start to constrict a bit. The next thing that I noticed were the sheets rolling off me down to the edge of the bed. Now, halfway turned on and yet still scared of just what it was that was doing all of this, I couldn't help but start to feel around to try and locate whatever it was causing these phenomenons. I waved my arms through the emptiness of the air until I hit something. It was strangely warm and as I felt along it I heard an elicit moan. That was what made me realize what it was. . . . Tera!
That told me what the musky smell was and why my covers magically rolled themselves off me. I felt along what I guessed was her side until I found my way up to her already erect right nipple. Soon I built up enough courage to reach out with my other hand to caress her left breast causing another moan to erupt from her muzzle. My mind seemed to switch over to autopilot because before I knew it, my left hand was roughly squeezing her hard nipple and my right was teasingly making it's way down her stomach, right to her most private area. My fingers worked like magic around her already moist lips, slowly tickling around her clit with my thumb and index finger making her gasp in sheer bliss. I was ready to pounce on her by now but I tried my best to control my own urges and continue manipulating her privates. After a few more moans she finally screamed out in ecstacy as I showed two of my fingers into her waiting slit. That was too much for one vixen to take as she orgasmed, her vaginal walls clenching tightly around my fingers. That was too much for me because as soon as she started coming down from it, panting heavily, I pulled out my fingers causing a yip to escape her lips and pushed her legs apart. She complied, I could tell she had a smile on her muzzle even though it was pitch black. Her mound bulged a bit from the extra amount of attention to it, and I moved my face in close to it, wafting in the strong smell of a vixen in heat. I slowly kissed my way up her body, making sure to 'check' every single detail of her voluptuous body. I licked past her breasts, circling my tongue around both nipples before I continued up. When I made it to her face I pressed my lips against hers and began kissing her. While that was going on, I pressed the tip of my raging hard-on against her other set of lips. This caused a loud moan to escape her lips, still locked with mine in a moment of blind passion (no pun intended). I then withdrew a bit before making my first ever attempt at penetration and, to say the least, it was bliss. Soon I was thrusting in and out of her tight, virgin sex, only to be stopped by a wall of some sort. That didn't last long though as I forced myself through it as a shriek of pain escaped her lips filled my ears. I snapped out of my state of mind almost the instant I realized she was screaming in pain.
"Are you okay?" I managed to get out while still resting inside her and panting heavily.
"Uhh. . . . yea I'm fine just please don't STOP!"
I didn't need any more incentive than that, and so I continued my thrusting in and out of her. With her shriek of pain blocked out of my head by the newly restored moaning of pleasure from Tera, I started to feel a whole new wave of pleasure. I started to increase the speed of my thrusts and she took notice of this and started bucking her hips which made me go even deeper into her. Then it really hit me, I could tell she was about to hit her climax when her inner muscles squeezed at my member, making it harder to pump myself inside of her.
We screamed out in unison, "I'm CUMMING!" as her chamber was filled with her juices as well as my own, some leaking out onto the her thighs and the bed. We fell asleep in each other's arms while I was still inside her. . . . Before today, my life had been so boring. But now, I might actually enjoy this life I have been ushered into. . . . (Or will I?)