Improbable Pumps
I was looking at this picture by SheBeasthttp://www.furaffinity.net/view/5539896/
and was thinking what it would be like as a TF piece. It's not really related to the picture directly, but I thought I'd cite my inspiration.
Anyways, this is a very short one, not much plot, just a lot of TF crammed into a small space.
Thanks to WulfBane for help editing!
DISCLAIMER - Do not read this if you are not of the age in your tribe to both wrassle bears and read smut.
Improbable Pumps
His fingers tapped against the waistband of his jeans as he walked into the musty barn. The afternoon sun streaked in through the loft, illuminating his dust covered sweaty torso as his eyes looked around nervously. He had the run of the place for the weekend, so it's not like anyone else would be able to watch him he thought as he drug the milking machine over next to a lone bale of hay. He wiped off his small nipples with a rag and then lubricated the ends of the teat cups. Popping open the button on his fly, he then flicked on the machine which began to shake and buzz as the compressor fired up.
With a deep breath, the man pressed the ends of the cups against his chest, groaning as they stuck fast to him, nipples being pulled out roughly as they went hard. He let the heavy suction cups dangle from his chest, held semi erect just by the suction, tugging one side and then the other with a relentless rhythm. Tugging off his jeans, his erection already tented his boxers as the prickly hay pressed though them against his rear. He idly started stroking his member through the thin fabric as the pressure of the pumps only seemed to intensify.
His nipples were becoming hard and plump, pulled longer as his areolas widened. Unnoticed on his back, a light dusting of gray fur prickled in along his spine as he moved one hand up to the pumps to cup his constantly tweaked pectorals. He squeezed his flesh as he felt it became taut, but pulsing in time with the pleasing sucking jolts. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes, he rubbed his chest as it felt more supple than he remembered it being, flesh smooth and soft.
Peeling off his boxers, his balls began to throb oddly, with each clenching twist drawing closer to his body, swelling larger as a dusting of white fuzz grew over them. A sheath of loose skin slowly crawled up the base of his member as his rod began to throb under his quick rubbing. His dark pubic hair faded to pillowy white fuzz around his crotch that began to slowly spread up his belly. Mouth hanging open, his tongue lolled out as it flattened and lengthened, his teeth sharpening around it as it flopped over his darkening lips.
His chest began to twitch and jiggle with every groan inducing tug on his developing teats. They swelled into pert feminine mounds as his nipples widened more, flesh taking on a lighter pink hue as downy white fluffed into existence in a soft tuft between his forming jostling mounds. His back arced as the growing stripe of thick gray fur rushed down his spine to his tailbone, developing impetus as it raced just above his ass. A nub of flesh was haltingly pulled into existence, almost immediately subsumed in a shock of slate and powder white as it began to wag.
Stretching out, his legs began to twist and pull as thick corded muscles formed while his thighs condensed slightly. His skin loosened as his legs sprouted insular fur that tickled as his thighs rubbed together. His feet stretched out and his toes expanded, blooming into thick strong paws with leathery pads and heavy dark claws that dug into the packed dirt of the barn floor.
The hand that was furiously stroking his reddening cock paused as a twinge of pleasure blossomed into a burning desire under his thick testes. His wavering hand slipped behind his balls and began to rub tenderly against his soft fuzzy taint. He stroked the smooth skin, up and down, nails darkening into blunt claws that teased his flesh while his breath caught at how sensitive it was. It felt amazing as he pushed against that soft pink stripe of flesh, that pulsed and grew slick and wet. Soon his fingers began to sink into himself, fleshy lips straining, forming into a taut labia. He felt his inner walls begin to form as he pushed in harder, past a clenching orifice that sucked at his middle finger as he squeezed his insides around it.
With amazing acuity, he felt his finger twist and writhe, becoming blunter, wider, growing a short coating of tickling soft hair as it sprouted a thick pad that made his insides light up with blinding acuity. His other hand wandered from his growing breasts to his throbbing erection as his cock-head flattened into a pointed tip while his shaft settled into a bright red curve marbled with veins as it throbbed and twisted. The base of the animal member throbbed as it pushed further out of his sheath, taut throbbing red stretching the white fur of the pliant covering. His hips bucked as a clenching knot of flesh formed at the base of his member, inflating and pulsing in time with the machine's sucking, tugging his breasts out further into soft tight masses that jiggled with his rocking.
His nipples burned with sensation as he could feel them tighten up, something inside of each of his forming mammaries clenched, and then a thin stream of milk spattered off the transparent glass of the suction cup, pulled quickly into the collection tube even as his other splattered out a squirt of thick cream. He wurfed happily, fully formed bushy tail wagging wildly, thumping against the bale as his face began to contort. His gums strained as his skull began to push out, fangs forming as he clenched his forming muzzle. The man's nose slowly pulled back into his forming head, becoming dark and moist, twitching at the end of his new canine muzzle while his ears pulled and twitched themselves to the top of his head, flicking in delight. A thick ruff of fur covered his neck as he began to smell his own arousal; deep earthy male musk mixed with the flaming hot tang of female desire.
He licked his chops with his long pink tongue as whiskers sprouted from the sides of his lengthening snout. The thumb on his lower hand ran over the top of his forming cleft as a button of wildly sensitive flesh formed. He squirmed as he teased his new clit, jostling his balls as his cock bobbed sympathetically. His fuzzy paw began to push harder into his feminine folds, fingers sinking farther inside of him as his cunt throbbed deeper, sides becoming swollen and puffy, amazingly sensitive against his needy rubbing.
The man's cock leaked beads of clear slick pre down its sides as his breasts were yanked tenderly, one after another, spurts of milk splattering rhythmically as his flesh jostled with his rocking hips. His smooth paw-hand rubbed his throbbing red pole lower and lower, harder and more intense. Fur fluffed in all over his body until he looked more wolf than man, covered in a dense warm layer of soft and supple hair. His ears pulled back along his skull as his naughty paw sank lower, and he palmed his knot, yanking it up and down, eyes closed as his testes writhed in preparation.
The soft pads inside of him rubbed against a spot that made his eyes widen, muzzle open and gasping in pleasure. He rubbed with his fingers, thumbing his hot nub of a clit while his pussy walls clenched and began to spasm wildly, leaking a pure feminine lust onto the bale below him.
Howling, his member shot out rope after rope of thick white seed that arced up and landed on the soft fur between his supple breasts, sticking the white hairs together. His wide nipples were beginning to burn as every last drop of cream was pulled out of them in warm pulsing streams. He continued plunging his hand into his throbbing vagina and tugging at his knot until every last drop of pleasure had been wrenched from his body before exhaustedly, he flicked off the milking machine with a satisfied sigh.
He cleaned the insides of the milking cups with sweeps of his long hot pink tongue, tasting his rich milk. Panting languidly, he then licked the musky seed and fiery feminine lust off of his fuzzy hands, tongue tracing between his furry fingers slowly. He laid back and took stock of his changed body, supple curves, exhausted but still pert breasts, retreating canine member with a well used pussy beneath it. His tail wagged lazily as he thought about it. This was not what he thought it would be like at all; however, sometimes things just turn out better than expected.