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When Tannal opened his eyes he found himself back in Elliot's room: he was curled up on Elliot's bed in his tiger form while Elliot himself was standing near the couch with a book splayed open on the couch before him. He didn't look like he was remotely interested in reading it, but was going through the motions so that he could divert his eyes somewhere other than where his familiar was resting. Tannal took a deep breath. Something was different, something had changed; he could feel it, deep within him. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of injuries Kensing had inflicted on him the night before. Carefully, Tannal tried to move: he tested his muscles, stretching them, and when he was satisfied that he was otherwise uninjured, he slowly attempted to rise to his feet; however, once he was standing he immediately collapsed once again.

The soft sound - or perhaps the exertion of effect - alerted Elliot, whose gaze snapped immediately over to where Tannal was wincing on the bed.

"Tannal!" Elliot whispered in surprise. Though his voice was calm, Elliot's eye were wide in worry and concern as he spoke and Tannal could feel Elliot through their bond desperately trying to keep all his emotions under control. Elliot started to move toward the bed, but he quickly thought better of it and stayed where he was. Looking somewhere over Tannal's shoulder so that he didn't have to meet his gaze he said softly, "The residual spells are off. I removed them while you were sleeping." He paused. "Kensing probably felt their removal, but I figured there's not much more he can do at this point, anyways."

Tannal blinked. So that's what was different. The gender lock, the silencing spell, and the obedience spell were gone. He was free. Or, at least, was somewhat free. He could still feel the binding connection between them - still unbelievably strong thanks to the sympathy spell that Elliot had apparently been unable to break. "I'm still bound to you," he said softly. He wasn't really sure what else to say or what else Elliot wanted to hear.

Elliot obviously didn't expect him to say that, of all things. "I'm sorry," he said simply. He paused, then added, "Only a master sorcerer might be able to remove that kind of a spell. I'm not capable of doing that myself - " He paused. "The same goes for the other spell. I can't break either of them on my own."

Tannal nodded wearily. Of course that was the way it worked. He tried to see the bright side: at least he was a being closer to himself rather than some bitch in heat; but it was still little comfort. He and Elliot were still bound in every way possible and though Tannal was free of most of Kensing's spells, he was still entirely dependent on Elliot. And whenever Elliot would get aroused, he would get aroused; and thanks to the arousal spell that was also still in place, Tannal got aroused rather often. He tried to swallow his disappointment, but he couldn't help but think that of all the spells to not be able to break, the ones he was left with were certainly the worst. He knew it wasn't Elliot's fault he couldn't break the spells, but still, the looming threat of sexual desire put a bit of a damper of his supposed freedom from Kensing. Tannal forced himself to keep his voice flat. "So, we're still bound to each other?" he asked again. Elliot nodded, looking somewhat worried. "And the arousal spell is still in place, too?"

Elliot's face twisted briefly before he smoothed it out again. "Yes," he answered carefully. "I was able to break the other spells, but - Kensing made this one strong."

"So we still have to - you know - " Tannal trailed off wearily, not wanting to openly ask Elliot if they still had to have sex together. They didn't have to, of course; but when one of them became aroused, it was a different sort of arousal than most people get: it was an all consuming need that drove them to madness until they coupled with each other. Elliot thought since he had been bound to his familiar that something had been wrong with him, since he suddenly felt the need to fuck his familiar rather than masturbate; and Tannal simply didn't feel like himself after every time he willingly raised his tail for Elliot. The arousal spell was designed to humiliate them both and force them to constantly sleep with each other and it worked perfectly. Kensing, Tannal thought irritably, should be one proud bastard.

Elliot nodded at Tannal's question, shifting uncomfortably. "For now. Tannal, if there was any way I could remove it, trust me, I would. I just - it's too strong. I don't know how to break the binding. I don't know how to stop the arousal spell - it's interwoven with your transformation spell. And I haven't the slightest idea of how to break your transformation spell to turn you back and even if I could, I don't know if I could so it safely. I wish I could. And I _will. _But at the moment, it's beyond me."

"It's alright, El," Tannal said quietly, settling back down again. "I know you'll figure it out eventually." He hadn't really expected Elliot to be able to throw off all the spells since he wasn't a fully trained sorcerer yet. Transformation spells were notoriously difficult to make - and sexual spells were even more difficult. He knew it was unrealistic - but still, a small part of him hoped that Elliot would just know how to fix everything. But nothing was really fixed. A small part was, but the problem was still there. Tannal took a deep breath. He needed to focus on the bright side. At least he could be male again. Yes, he was still a transformed shapeshifter familiar. Yes, he was bound to his best friend and their connection was strong. And yes, he had an arousal spell on him that constantly made him horny. But he at least was male. He at least was the proper gender. And Elliot knew his name, his identity. He no longer had to obey Kensing. There was a bright side. It was just a sliver, but it was certainly there.

After another long pause he glanced at Elliot again. "So," he said softly, "what happened?"

Elliot's figure immediately went rigid. "You mean - last night?"

Tannal closed his eyes for a moment, the events of the night before running through his mind before he could stop them - he shook his head to clear it, then turned back to Elliot. "What happened with Kensing?"

"Nothing," Elliot said bitterly, relaxing when he realized he wouldn't have to recount last night's events. "He let us go."

"What?" Tannal tried to push himself to his feet again, but gave up quickly. He was weak - very weak - and though he knew something like physical contact would give him strength, he wasn't about to ask Elliot to come anywhere near him. Settling down once more, he stared at Elliot in astonishment. "Why?"

"Killing us would alert the Academy and draw too much attention to what's going on here. So he decided to let us go and place me on house arrest," Elliot said in a quiet voice. "Kensing told the council that I committed treason. We're trapped here: there are spells surrounding the apartment so we can't leave."

"Treason?" echoed Tannal. It immediately became clear to him: Kensing had told the council that Elliot had kidnapped the prince. "What did he say?"

"I don't know. They never told me my charges. They just sealed me in here. They've sent servants in twice with food, but they won't speak to me or answer any questions." Elliot watched Tannal carefully, not wanting to upset him. "Are you alright?"

Tannal paused, then nodded, curling his striped feline body into a ball on the bed. "I'm fine. Really." He didn't want to think about what had happened the night before. But he had to ask. "What - what happened last night?" He felt guilt surged through Elliot - strong enough that Tannal could feel it through their connection and he immediately regretted asking. But he had to know. Knowing was better than not knowing. "I blacked out," he said softly. "I don't know what happened after that."

Elliot nodded, his face not revealing any of his emotions, though Tannal knew he was uncomfortable. "I managed to break the spell a little after you passed out," he said softly. "Once I could move again, I put a shield around us and the - whatever those things were - backed off. I couldn't move you - you were too heavy. So I did some spellwork that forced you to transform into something small - " For some reason Elliot looked highly apologetic about that and immediately broke into a rambling speech. "I'm sorry. I just had to get us out of there. I tried to lift you. But you were too heavy - "

"I know," Tannal said gently. "You said that already." Tannal wasn't sure if it were simply the fact that he knew Elliot so well that he could guess his friend's emotions or if it were the spell that bound them that made him privy to what Elliot was feeling. And he knew Elliot was truly shaken up by what had happened. "Elliot, it's alright. You did what you had to do."

"But I didn't do it fast enough," Elliot said. "I was too slow. If I were faster - if I had broken the spell sooner, then maybe you would have been spared something - "

Tannal shook his head. "Elliot, enough. Please." He didn't want to talk about what had happened between them. He didn't want to discuss how he had ground his body against Elliot, how hard Elliot had been, how willingly he had taken Elliot's place to get fucked. He hoped Elliot wouldn't bring it up, and from what Tannal could feel through his connection, Elliot didn't want to talk about it either.

Elliot closed his eyes and nodded. "After I got us out of there I didn't get very far before the king's guard arrested me and put us up here for treason - "

"Malken let you go?" Tannal interrupted.

"What?"

"Malken. He was supposed to be outside waiting for us. He let you go?"

Elliot shrugged. "He wasn't there. And to be perfectly honest, I don't think he could face us after - everything. I know he had some part in it, but I don't think he was expecting to actually what it happen. I don't think he could stomach actually watching his plans in action." Elliot shook his head wearily. "Malken knew. He knew the whole time what was going on with me and you and with Kensing. He knew and he did nothing. You were right not to trust him."

Tannal bowed his head. "I wish I were wrong," he said softly. "I'm sorry, El. I know you cared for him."

"I'm sorry, too." Elliot sighed heavily and glared angrily at the door. "But it's too late, anyways. I'm just sorry it took me so long to throw the spell off. I - "

"Elliot, it's fine. Trust me." There was a long pause. "So," Tannal said finally while he watched Elliot absently run his finger along the pages of the book he wasn't reading. "We should - probably talk."

Elliot looked up darkly at that and Tannal felt a flicker of fear and apprehension surge through his friend. But, as always, Elliot's outward appearance was that of a calm demeanor. "Yeah," he said roughly. "I guess we should."

"Look, I know this is going to be awkward as it is, but - would you mind - coming over here?" Tannal splayed his ears in humiliation. "I'm - I'm pretty weak. And the physical contact and all - that would really help now."

"Oh. Right." Elliot slowly closed the book he was playing with and crossed the room to slide it back onto the bookshelf. Tannal was under the distinct impression that Elliot was trying to stall for time before he had to have the talk that Tannal had been dreading, but he, like Tannal, had no choice but to continue with it. Elliot lowered himself on the bed next to the tiger and tentatively ran his hand along Tannal's silken fur, causing the tiger to purr in delight. Elliot withdrew his hand quickly.

Tannal opened his eyes. "What now?" he said in annoyance. He was almost at his wit's end with Elliot's squeamishness. He could empathize that it was a lot to take in, but part of him was past caring and just wanted Elliot to get over it and move on.

"Nothing," Elliot said meekly, apparently aware of Tannal's impatience. He laid his hand back down and continued to pet the cat, feeling pleasurable tingles of electricity where his hand touched his familiar's fur. Because of their strong bond, the more physical contact they had, the faster Tannal would recover. And because of their sympathetic connection, the faster Tannal recovered, the faster Elliot recovered. Elliot just had never experienced touching Tannal with the sympathetic connection between them. It was strange, but not in an unpleasant way. It was almost as if someone else were gently stroking Elliot's arm every time he stroked Tannal's. It was a bizarre sensation, but Elliot ignored the oddity so that he could help strengthen his friend. In no time, Tannal was purring happily, already beginning to feel better and Elliot was calmed and in a rather peaceful state of mind. For a moment, they were both completely alright with where they were. But moments like that never tended to last very long.

"Tannal," Elliot said softly after they had been sitting on the bed for a while in silence. "I want to know everything. I know that you already have a good idea of what's going on, but you have to remember, I only just found out who you were yesterday. And I'm still not even entirely sure how exactly that happened in the first place. I know it will be hard for you - and it will be difficult for me to hear, but I think we need to be on the same page. Kensing can't turn us against each other with blackmail if we already know everything there is to know. And at the moment, I only know half the story. I need to at some point know the full one."

Tannal nodded, sighing inwardly. "I know. I just - I'm just not sure if I want you to know everything."

Elliot paused. "I understand, Tannal. But at some point we're going to have to try to find a way to make this all make sense. And if we're both honest and if we're both on the same page, then maybe we'll be able to work out a way to make this make sense to ourselves."

"Kensing's insane," Tannal said dismissively. "What more sense does it have to make? Crazy people do crazy things."

"I think it's more than just that," Elliot said quietly, still continuing to stroke Tannal's fur. Despite his calm actions, Tannal could feel a flicker of fear deep within Elliot. "The things that Kensing did - they were meticulously planned. Everything from kidnapping the prince, to the spells he put on you, to keeping me close to him - he's doing it all for a reason. He has a plan and that means he has a goal. That's what I'm afraid of."

"That's why I'm glad I have you, El. You were always the thinker - "

"I'm serious, Tannal. What Kensing did: it was all carefully constructed. It was a well-laid plan. And we're part of it. The things that we did - what I did - he arranged it so that I did terrible things to you - "

"Trust me, Elliot," Tannal said wearily. "You weren't anywhere near the worst of it. If anything, you were probably the best - "

"I raped you, Tannal," Elliot said fiercely. He knew they were getting side-tracked, but he needed to say it. Needed to admit it and get it out in the open; the guilt and horror felt like it was going to crush him if he didn't say it. "Don't keep dismissing what I did like it was consensual. I forced myself on you. I was getting eat up by guilt at the thought of what I did to my familiar, but now I know that I did it to my friend, of all people! No, the worst of what happened to you was because of me."

"Elliot, just shut up!" Tannal snarled, pushing himself to his feet angrily. He was getting more than tired of all of this guilt and shame running between them. Tannal looked at Elliot squarely. "Do you really think that you were the only partner Kensing forced me to have?"

"I - what?"

Tannal lowered himself back onto the bed. "Kensing gave you an arousal spell," he said quietly, not looking at Elliot. "That first night wasn't your fault. At all. What happened after just sealed the bond. But you fought it, El. For an incredibly long time. And you stopped yourself from doing anything bad." Tannal's ears splayed. "I was the one who - instigated - what happened later," he said, remembering sucking Elliot's cock for the first time, just trying to get his friend off. "That was my doing."

"But I was the one who decided to - " Elliot trailed off, unable to say aloud that he was the one who spun Tannal around and fucked him.

Tannal sighed inwardly. No, it hadn't been entirely consensual, but it certainly wasn't rape. He needed it and Elliot needed it more. He wasn't about to hold that against Elliot. Or himself. "El, we could go back and forth for hours, blaming ourselves for every time that we did something. First of all, that's pointless. And secondly, that's what Kensing wants us to do. He wants us to be so wracked by guilt and shame that we can't face each other. And I'm not going to let that happen. Enough of this! Elliot, we had sex. We had sex a lot. And now that the spells are off me and now that you know who I am, it's awkward. And I wish it never had happened. But we can't change that. It wasn't rape - it was instigated by the arousal spell and driven by need, so neither of us are at fault."

Elliot immediately fell silent and Tannal waited for Elliot to calm himself down. When Tannal could feel Elliot's guilt ebb and more rational thought grip him he started to talk again.

Tannal paused, then decided to push forward and make his point. "Elliot, when I was first transformed, Kensing gave me a handjob."

Elliot looked up incredulously while Tannal pushed on.

"Whatever Kensing is up to, he likes to humiliate people through sex. It's one of his favorite ways to blackmail people. Don't ask me why. All I know is that there's something seriously wrong with him. But sick or not, he's powerful. And that makes him dangerous. Elliot, we cannot let Kensing drive us apart. We've done things we're embarrassed about or ashamed of, but we have to move past it. Otherwise, it's like Kensing still has a hold over us."

Elliot swallowed, then nodded. "You're right. You're absolutely right." He sighed and ran his hand over his face wearily. "I'm sorry that it's - taking me a while to adjust. It's just -" He sighed again and looked up at Tannal miserably. "This isn't exactly the way I ever pictured our reunion going."

Tannal snorted. "You and me both." Elliot smiled faintly and Tannal bumped his nose against Elliot's hand. "El, don't worry. I know it will take a while to adjust to this. And you will. We both will. You just have to remember I've had months to think this through while you just found out about this yesterday. It will get better. And soon, all of this will be behind us and I'll be human again and we'll never have to even think about it again. But for now - "

"For now we need to make sure that we're on the same page," Elliot nodded, steadying himself. He gently continued to stroke Tannal's fur, giving his familiar the physical contact that would strengthen him. "Alright. Tell me what I need to know."

Tannal took a deep breath. For months he had been Elliot's familiar. He had gone through everything Elliot had gone through, seen Elliot's pain and struggles right alongside him. But Elliot had had no idea what he had been going through. Elliot knew nothing about Kensing's awful perversions, his twisted fantasies, his demented delights. Tannal had kept everything that happened to him private, and some part of him hoped that if the truth never came out, at least he could act like it never happened in the first place. But Elliot was right. The more he kept from Elliot, the more Kensing could lord over him. If he told Elliot his story, Kensing would lose all power to break their friendship apart. Tannal knew he needed to tell Elliot. He just wasn't entirely sure how.

Elliot seemed to understand this. "Just take a deep breath," he said softly in a reassuring voice. "And start at the beginning."

Tannal breathed deeply, then began to speak. He told Elliot about how Kensing captured him, how Kensing had molested him as he was twisted into a cat. He told Elliot about Kensing's idea to bind him and Elliot together to keep them both in line. Although it was difficult, Tannal frankly told Elliot about the first night of the arousal spell, about Kensing and Bruine knowing what he had done and laughing. Tannal didn't give specifics about the rest - he didn't think Elliot really needed to know - but he told Elliot that he had been forced to have other partners, and even some partners he wasn't forced to have, but greatly enjoyed nonetheless. He tried to explain everything so that Elliot would understand: he hated this. He hated being a familiar, he hated being a shapeshifter trapped as a female, he hated enjoying the sex. But at the same time, it was incredibly pleasurable. He had never thought about men in that way before, but after he had been fucked so thoroughly, it was difficult to say it wasn't enjoyable. Because it certainly was.

Elliot listened patiently, his face arranged into a blank expression while Tannal spoke. He felt sick when Tannal explained what Kensing had done and what Kensing had forced Tannal to do. He knew that his friend would never normally do these things of his own volition. But he also knew that once a person was in an animal form, instincts tend to run rampant - he had a very real experience with that when Tannal had dropped a rabbit transformation spell on him in the Wildlands. And Tannal was a shapeshifter and had the instincts of both genders continually influencing him. He knew Tannal didn't like being his familiar, and he certainly didn't like getting fucked, but Elliot was surprised that Tannal found it to be pleasurable. Elliot would have thought that Tannal would have been so disgusted by the act that he wouldn't have been able to derive pleasure from it. But apparently, Tannal was able to.

After Tannal finished his story, there was a long silence that stretched between them. Elliot had stopped stroking Tannal's fur and was looking blankly at his hands folded in his lap while Tannal was curled up into the tightest ball he could manage, desperately trying to read the empty expression on Elliot's face.

"El," Tannal said finally. "Say something. You're freaking me out."

Elliot shook his head. "I'm just so, so sorry for what happened to you. For what you've been through," Elliot said in a soft voice. He looked up and met Tannal's gaze squarely. "And I'm sorry that I was a part of it. I'm sorry that I had any part in it."

"Elliot, were you not listening at all? I didn't mind. Really. And so what? It happened. We got aroused. And we were bound to each other. So we helped each other out. I'm not saying that it was right, but I will say that I don't think it was wrong. It felt good, Elliot! And trust me, I'm not into guys. You know that. But somehow, sleeping with you made me feel better. It made me feel something other than despair. And it was good, Elliot. So good that I didn't even mind doing it. So I'm sorry if it weirded you out. But for me, I needed it more than anything else." Tannal sighed. "Elliot, you're my best friend. And ever since this happened, I knew that you were the one person who I could count on to figure out the truth. You never gave up on me. And, to be perfectly honest, I'm glad it was you. Doing this with anyone else would have been unbearable. But you're my best friend. You're the one person in the world that I trust. And while I know that this makes our friendship awkward at best, I'm still glad that you're here with me. I'm sorry for everything that I've put you through and I'm sorry that you have to deal with this guilt and that you're caught up in the middle of this. I wish it could have happened some other way, but - "

"Tannal," Elliot said gently, looking up at him. A sad smile curled at the corners of his lips. "I'm glad you're here, too."

Tannal slowly lowered his head onto Elliot's lap, blinking wearily. "El?" he murmured. "Are we going to be alright?"

Elliot smiled and slowly curled his body up beside the tiger. "Of course. We'll get through this."

Tannal nodded wearily and closed his eyes, falling into a much needed sleep with the protective arms of his friend and master encircled around him.

****

As Elliot said, they were completely locked down within the apartment. No one was allowed in or out, save for a servant who brought them food twice a day. The servant wasn't much help, though. He walked in, surrounded by a flurry of protection spells and with the watchful gaze of a handful of guards outside the door, set the tray down, then backed out of the room without saying a word. Tannal and Elliot both quickly gave up on attempting to speak to him.

Without knowing what was going on, how much trouble they were in, or what lies Kensing was spreading about them, Elliot and Tannal had no choice by to remain in the apartment, biding their time for the next week until Elliot's trial for his sentencing would begin.

One of the first things Tannal had noticed was that he and Elliot stopped having sex. They had certainly gone days without sex before. But they could always feel a lingering need that would slowly build until they eventually had to succumb to it. And when they did, they had anywhere from a single bout of stress relief to several rounds of rutting a day, all in a variety of forms, depending on the mood, the time, and the need that they felt. But now, they had none. Tannal didn't actively go seeking Elliot out for it, but he also assumed that Elliot was doing something to help prevent them from getting aroused. He got his answer when less than a week after they were imprisoned he noticed Elliot downing a cup of thick liquid that obviously did not come on the servant's food tray. When he inquired what Elliot was drinking, Elliot stared at the empty mug for a moment, then answered in a dark tone that it was an arousal inhibitor potion.

For a moment, Tannal was surprised. It explained why they had stopped having sex. But, Elliot explained in a quiet voice, it had a downside. It made him physically weak, which Tannal had also felt, but had simply attributed it to his recovery from his own ordeal. And worse, Elliot explained that it would only inhibit arousal so long as he took the disgusting potion; except he only had enough potion to last a few more days at best. But it would at least be a few days without having to deal with the consuming needs that the spell gave them. And that let Tannal try to figure out what was happening while Elliot slowly became used to the idea that his familiar was his transformed best friend.

Elliot spent his days reading books to help purge Tannal of his transformation spell in his study while Tannal spent his days trying to work petty magic. Their nights were spent together in Elliot's bed and though they didn't have sex, Elliot's touch gave Tannal strength and made their bond even more powerful. Tannal liked the security of having his friend beside him and he got the impression that Elliot didn't want to be alone, anyways. They didn't mention what might happen to them when Elliot's potion ran out or when Kensing finally would come to tell them their sentence. They never spoke of what might happen or when; they only worked on trying to fix the problems at hand.

Elliot also taught Tannal a great deal more about the spells that were on him and about what it meant to be a shapeshifter and a familiar. He listened while Elliot explained that the sympathy spell essentially meant that they would feel everything the other felt: the pleasures of sex, the pain of physical injury; it would be felt by both of them, no matter who it was being inflicted upon; though, the person experiencing the feelings directly would feel them more strongly since they were the primary receptor. Elliot explained that if he fell down a flight of stairs, he would feel the pain firsthand because it happened to him; Tannal, on the other hand, would feel some pain, but it was more like a 75/25 relationship: Elliot would feel the brunt of the pain, but Tannal would also feel pain as well, though only a fraction of it. The same went for sex and anything else.

Tannal knew that as a familiar, he was supposed to store vast amounts of energy within him that continually passed between him and Elliot in order to give Elliot's spells more strength. As a minor magic worker himself, Tannal could appreciate firsthand how it felt to have a spell restricted because of not being able to have enough power to fuel it: it was like trying to run up a hill after you've labored all day. It took a huge amount of effort to exert yourself. And while it was certainly possible to make it to the top of the hill on your steam alone, you needed true motivation and great effort to do it; thought sometimes your body would literally just collapse. Magic, Tannal knew, was similar to many more mundane things than most people thought.

Elliot also explained some things that Tannal didn't know. He had a vague idea that familiars didn't have solid forms when they were unbound: they were like spirits, drifting around in a ghostly form that tended to resemble a golden glow - able to condense and collapse into a mist to disappear or zoom around quickly if needed. Tannal had no recollection of ever being in his familiar form, however, because Kensing had already bound him before he had a chance; but Elliot told him that in his unbound form he would essentially be a shapeshifter - able to take on all forms - but also able to turn his body into other forms of matter to protect himself, escape, or heal himself of injury. Tannal's stomach turned at the thought of turning himself into a liquid-like creature; he didn't like the idea at all. It just felt unnatural. He was a human being, not some shapeshifting monstrosity. Elliot felt his discomfort and reminded him that until Tannal was able to be transformed back, it was best that he knew everything that he was able to do. Tannal knew he was right, but preferred if he stuck to solid forms.

But after the long day spent idly pacing, reading, and talking to Elliot while he researched, the nights would come; each one bringing the threat of arousal and what might happen between them. Tannal wasn't sure what would happen: would he and Elliot have sex like they did before? Would they just masturbate and would that even satisfy the arousal spell? And what sort of sex would they have, if they did commence with it; for the first time since being bound to Elliot he could assume a male form again. Would he have to become a female again for them to have sex? Tannal shuddered just thinking about it. He hated to admit it, but things were easier when he had less of a say in the matter and Elliot was none the wiser. He feared that when their next encounter occurred - and is certainly would soon - that he and Elliot would be divided and their friendship weakened by whatever would transpire. Tannal prayed that everything would work out.

And something else was nagging at his thoughts. He remembered what Kensing had said about a new spell making him need Elliot's cum to survive. Tannal wasn't sure what that meant. And he certainly hoped that Kensing meant it figuratively, not literally. But sometimes it was difficult to know what Kensing was playing at. Either way, Tannal assumed that as soon as the arousal inhibitor potion ran out, he and Elliot would be back to their old habits. He just hoped that Elliot was as prepared for them as Tannal was. But, at the moment, it seemed like Elliot was adjusting rather well, all things considered. Tannal knew that when Elliot's potion ran out, they would just have to see what happened and then he would know how well Elliot could handle things.

Tannal didn't have to wait long to find out since the potion ran out that evening.

****

Things changed when Tannal awoke one morning with a most pleasurable sensation. For the first time in what felt like a long time, he had an erection.

At first, he was rather pleased. It had been months since he had felt the sensation of having a penis and therefore months since he had felt any sort of arousal or pleasure in a male form. The familiarity of the sensation was comforting to him. And pleasurable. For a moment, he basked in the simple thrill of having an erection.

Then Elliot stirred beside him.

Tannal felt a surge of panic go through him; if he were aroused, then so was Elliot. And that meant that they needed to get relief. Which would only mean one thing. Tannal gritted his teeth, trying to think about anything but his erection. His mind, however, always strayed to the throbbing feeling between his legs. He couldn't help it. His erection felt similar, yet different from his human one. It was in a slightly different position than it was when he was a human and, even more importantly, it was contained within a warm sheath and pressed up against his furry stomach. Tannal swallowed, trying to think of unappealing thoughts, trying everything he could to distract himself. But as he fought with himself to try to ignore and deny the feeling, the sensation only increased. And his need increased as well tenfold.

He heard Elliot shifted in the bed and felt his discomfort. Tannal didn't know what to do. Part of him wanted to acknowledge what was happening, but part of him was too terrified to do so. Finally the feeling was too much and Tannal had to move. Elliot's breath drew in when Tannal shifted in the bed.

"Are you alright?" he asked Tannal in a small voice as the tiger rolled onto its stomach.

Tannal groaned, but stayed on the bed. "I've been worse," he said heavily, trying to think about anything besides his aching erection. It was becoming nothing short of impossible to ignore. "What about you?"

Elliot shrugged carelessly. "I'm fine," he said. But something in his voice made Tannal doubt that he was telling the truth.

"El, what's going on?"

Elliot shivered. "It's nothing," he answered in a somewhat strained voice.

Tannal looked over Elliot in concern. "What is it, El?" he asked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing! It's nothing!" Elliot said a little too quickly to be believable. "I - I just need to leave for a bit - "

"El, what's going on?"

Elliot shuddered. "Kensing's arousal spell," he said through gritted teeth. "You're aroused now, aren't you?"

Tannal swallowed. He knew that when Elliot's potion wore off they'd be aroused, but he never thought it would hit them with such force. He took a deep breath, trying not to move. "And so are you," he said without answering the question.

Elliot took a steadying breath and swore. "Not again!" he said, stumbling to his bookshelf and ignoring the bulge in his pants, causing Tannal to wince. Elliot pulled a thick book down and began to rifle through the pages. "I won't let this happen again!" He shuddered violently. "There's got to be something here!" he muttered. "A countercurse, a spell, something!'

Tannal winced, feeling the first hints of need begin to blur in his mind. "El," he said carefully, "if you haven't found anything on how to break the spell yet, what makes you think you're going to find something now?"

"Maybe I missed something! Or overlooked a loophole!"

"You've been looking for days. You're not going to find something now. Besides, Kensing would have already thought of that," Tannal said quietly, looking away. "He wants us to do this. He wants to humiliate us and drive us apart."

"I won't do it," Elliot said fiercely, his face twisting with the effort of ignoring his throbbing erection. Already, Tannal could see a wet spot on his pants where his precum was beginning to soak through; since they had been inhibiting arousal for the last few days now that they were aroused, its strength was tenfold. "Not this time. I can handle it! You should leave while I look for a countercurse and - "

Tannal slowly rose to his feet and stepped forward, feeling his equally engorged cock bobbing beneath him needily. "El, no, you're just going to hurt yourself. I can't just watch while you're in pain and I can help take it away, I won't do that to you."

"Back off, Tannal!" Elliot snapped, rifling through another book. "I won't let myself do that to you again. Our friendship is worth more than some pain."

"And our friendship is strong enough that we'll be able to overcome this if we do," argued Tannal.

Elliot slammed the book shut. "What is the matter with you? Why are you arguing with me about this? Do you want me to rape you again?!"

"What?" Tannal said, momentarily taken aback. "No! Of course not!"

"Then why are you still here? You should leave before it gets any worse!"

"Leave? We can't leave! We're trapped here. Elliot, you'll go crazy if you don't reach a climax! We both will." Tannal said loudly. Elliot stopped and looked at Tannal. "El, the spell won't wear off until you do what Kensing designed it for. You'll be driven to madness like you were the first time we did it." He paused. "I don't like seeing you like that and so out of control."

"Tannal," Elliot said softly. "I - I'm sorry. I just can't bear the thought of hurting you like that again."

"I know. But don't you see? You will anyway. If we ignore this, we'll both go crazy with lust like before." Tannal shuddered and took a deep breath. "Then the same thing as before will happen, only it won't be you. It'll be you out of control, hurting me. I don't want that to happen again."

Elliot stared at Tannal, then slowly sunk into a chair. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, El." Tannal said sincerely. "It wasn't you." He slowly lowered himself back onto the bed, looking at his friend pleadingly. "El," he whispered. "El, please. This hurts me as much as it hurts you. Just let me do it. Just get it over with. It's not like we haven't done it before. We've done it lots of times."

"But that was before I knew - who you were."

"It doesn't matter, Elliot. Listen to me: we have had sex. It happened. It happened a lot. And while it's strange and awkward, it happened. And it felt good. And because of this spell it's going to happen again. Probably a lot. So just accept it and get it over with."

"No," Elliot hissed through clenched teeth as his hand crept down to grip his own erection. "I'm not going to let myself do that to you again."

"Well you're going to anyways!" Tannal snarled. "So you might as well do it as a human being and not as a lust-filled animal!" They both fell silent for a while. "Elliot," Tannal said finally in a quiet voice. "I've been feeling sick all week. Every day I feel weaker. I thought at first it was because you were drinking that arousal inhibitor potion and I was just feeling the effects of it through our bond; but now I'm not so sure." He looked up at Elliot. "El, Kensing said something about giving me a special spell that would make me - need - to have sex with you, remember?"

Elliot immediately paled. "That spell doesn't exist," he said hollowly. "He was bluffing. He was trying to intimidate me into - "

"And until a few months ago," Tannal interrupted, "turning a human into a familiar was impossible, too. Elliot, Kensing and Malken are two of the most powerful sorcerers in the world and they're practically geniuses in their fields. If they're working together, it's not too far of a stretch that they were able to concoct some new spells along the way."

Elliot put his head in his hands. "So you're telling me, you think this spell is real? And if we don't have sex, you'll - " He trailed off and glanced at Tannal.

The tiger shrugged. "El, we might as well just get it over with. My arousal spell is making us both aroused. We can avoid it all we want to, but at some point we're going to want release. Why keep denying it? We're just going to end up doing it anyways."

"That's not true!" Elliot said angrily. "We can resist it - "

"To what end? El, we can be noble all we want, but no matter how long we hold out, eventually it's going to drive us mad with lust and one of us is going to get hurt. I don't want that. I'd rather just do it now while we're both still control of ourselves."

Elliot didn't look convinced. He slowly walked over to the bed and lowered himself next to Tannal, watching him closely. "I don't even know if you're thinking clearly."

"Of course I am."

"But - what if it's the spell that makes you want this? What if being bound to me makes you alright with doing this - and when you're turned back you think it's wrong? You'll hate me for doing this."

Tannal nuzzled Elliot, feeling his need growing. "No I won't. I can't hate you, El. You've always been there for me. I want to be there for you."

"This is different, Tannal," Elliot said, pushing the tiger away. "If you're not alright with this as a human, then we shouldn't do this. We shouldn't be doing this at all, except - "

"It feels good," Tannal said quietly. "I know. Trust me, that's why I want it now. That's why I want you." When Elliot still didn't look convinced, Tannal laid down beside his friend. "Elliot, does the binding spell effect my mind?"

"What?"

"Does it make any changes to my personality? Make me do things I normally wouldn't do?"

"Not the binding spell, no. You are yourself, just connected loosely to me." Elliot frowned. "But the arousal spell - "

"Makes me aroused," Tannal finished. "And trust me, El, that's something normally happens to me rather often anyways, spell or no spell."

"So what's your point?"

"My point is: this is me. I'm not being brainwashed or mind controlled or anything like that. I'm aroused by a spell, yes, but as I said, I get aroused pretty frequently anyways. I'm saying that I'm not going to regret doing this when I'm turned back into a human. Will we continue to do this if we're both human and unbound? Probably not. I've never looked at guys like that. But I'm not human now. I'm a shapeshifter, El. And I'm capable of being both genders. And I'm bound to you. So I can't help but want to do this with you. Do you understand?"

Elliot hesitated. "It will stop?" he asked. "When you're back to being you?"

Tannal shrugged. "I won't be a shapeshifter, so I'm assuming it will. No offense, Elliot, but I never was aroused by you before this happened." He grinned. "You just weren't my type."

"Oh ha ha. You're not really my type now. But - " Elliot sighed, loath to admit it. "It does feel good," he said quietly, his mind thinking back to all those times before, remembering the way Tannal had felt wrapped oh so deliciously around his hardened length... Elliot paused, his will finally breaking. "And if you want it, too, then it can't be wrong, right?"

Tannal's mind was completely clouded by lust now. He purred as he had a wicked thought. "Elliot," he said, pouncing on his friend and knocking him down on the bed. "I propose an experiment." He eased his body on top of Elliot's, purring. "While we've done this before, we've never done it knowing the full truth. You know who I am, we both know about the arousal spell. And now, both of our binding is even stronger now and we feel pleasure from each other's pleasure. So why don't we do it? Just one night. And in the morning, we'll be thinking clearly. We won't have the arousal spell making us mindless with lust, we won't have this need, and we'll be able to discuss if we're okay with this. And if we're not, we'll just start drinking arousal inhibiting potions and work on getting me back with as little touching as possible. And we'll move on like it never happened."

Elliot reached up and gently stroked the soft flanks of the tiger standing over his prone body. "Alright. So if we decide we don't like it or if it's too awkward, we'll stop all of this, the best we can?" Tannal nodded. "Even though we'll probably still have to continue to fuck each other because of Kensing's spell?"

"We can continue what we did before," Tannal shrugged. "Try to resist as long as possible, then when it's too much, we can get it over with. And I'll just be a she-wolf again. You seem to like that form - "

Elliot blushed scarlet and raked his fingers through Tannal's fur roughly, making the cat shiver. "Fine. But what happens if we do enjoy it?"

Tannal leaned down and nuzzled Elliot's neck. "Well, we'll just have to figure it out. And," Tannal added, "if you're still unsure, just tell yourself you're doing it to save me, remember? That should assuage your guilt."

"You don't really believe that spell exists, do you?"

"Not really," Tannal admitted. "But if it gets you over feeling so damn guilty, then I'm willing to run with it."

Elliot sighed softly, feeling the big cat burying its soft fur against his skin. He didn't want to. Every fiber of his being was screaming in his mind to stop, that this was his friend, that he never should have done anything with his familiar in the first place, that it was wrong...but another part of his mind whispered of the pleasurable nights he had with his familiar: how good her soft folds felt around his cock, how nice her soft fur was against his skin, the way her tunnel clamped and pulsed around his length - Elliot took a deep breath, pushing his doubts aside. Yes, it was uncomfortable when he thought about it. But his arousal had peaked and he was past the point of thinking clearly. He just wanted that pleasure. One last time. "Tannal, are you sure this is really what you want?" he asked softly, resisting the urge to reach down and grip the bulge in his tenting pants.

Tannal growled playfully, probably as on edge as Elliot was feeling. "Ask me again and I won't be such a tame tiger." He moved away from Elliot. "El, this spell is getting stronger. I - I need you. It's driving me crazy. Please - "

Elliot nodded. The spell was beginning to become unbearable for him too. The arousal, the need, the deep-seeded desire that made his mind whirl with every perverse thought, all making his manhood throb eagerly - the spell was beginning to consume him with lust. It would be better to get it over with now while they were both still in control. "What do you want to do?" he whispered.

"I don't know, but - " Tannal shuddered. "We've been delaying it for too long. We need to do it now." They had never delayed like this. Usually when the arousal became too much to bear - which wasn't terribly often, but it did occasionally happen - Elliot or Tannal would approach the other and they would quickly fuck, barely even thinking about what they were doing. Tannal hated that he was a female that Elliot was rutting and Elliot hated that he was abusing his familiar. But the need was always so strong that they didn't have a choice. But now, they both were on the same page. And things were different. And that meant the sex would be different, too.

Elliot pushed the tiger off him and rose to his feet. "I want to pay you back," he whispered, standing at the side of the bed with his cock tenting in his pants. "For all the times you've helped me."

Tannal closed his eyes, feeling his cock throbbing so insistently beneath him that he could barely think straight. "What do you mean?" he asked breathlessly.

Elliot looked terrified. He had never done this before. He had never wanted to do this before. But with his mind awash in lust, his cock hard, and with his connection to Tannal, all he knew was that he wanted to feel good. And with everything that happened between them, he wanted to feel good by making Tannal feel good. And he knew from experience how good it felt while doing certain things.

"Come here," he said finally, going to the edge of the bed. "And roll on your back."

"What form do you want me in?" Tannal asked, looking somewhat perplexed at what Elliot wanted, but in no mood to ask. He just wanted that glorious, mind-numbing pleasure to wash over him.

"This one's fine. Just hurry up before I change my mind."

Tannal obeyed and slinked to the edge of the bed in his tiger form. He laid on his side and closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. He had never been aroused as a male before and then have to turn into a female. He wasn't even sure if he could. Tannal wasn't even sure what Elliot had in mind, but part of him couldn't help but imagine what Elliot was thinking. Perhaps, something more than his questing fingers or his hard cock...perhaps a tongue? Perhaps Elliot would suckle on Tannal's netherparts while gently using his fingers and tongue to pleasure Tannal? Every possibility was running through Tannal's mind. He just needed to switch back to a female first -

Elliot had a strange look on his face when Tannal laid down on his side. The cat was facing away from him, as if he wanted to hide his erection from Elliot. But that wasn't what Elliot was planning on doing, anyway. "Tannal," he said raggedly. "Turn toward me."

"Just a sec - " Tannal said softly, feeling a ripple go through him as he began to shift his gender. "I just need to finish changing - "

"No!" Elliot whispered sharply. Tannal froze, immediately stopping what he was doing, and twisted around to look at Elliot. Elliot blushed. "I want to - repay you," he said softly, his cheeks flushing darkly. "For what you've done for me."

"El," Tannal said, truly touched as he realized what Elliot meant. "You don't have to do that. I mean, it's weird enough for me as it is, but you don't need to make things even weirder by doing that - "

"I know," Elliot said in a strained voice. "But aren't you tired of having sex as a female?" He hesitated, then bowed his head in defeat. "Besides," he added in a small voice, "you're already hard."

Tannal was frozen in place. Elliot was right: he was hard - so hard - and all he wanted at that moment was to fuck the living daylights out of something and he knew Elliot felt the same way. It was the way the spell was designed. But although he kept telling himself that he shouldn't agree to Elliot's offer, he couldn't help but consider the temptation. He didn't want to be fucked again as a female; he wanted to have sex as a male. And Elliot had offered. And Tannal knew that such an offer must have been incredibly hard for Elliot to make, especially considering how hard Elliot was - Tannal could smell the precum welling from Elliot's penis already. And, with the scent of his best friend's arousal clouding his judgement, he made up his mind.

"Alright," he whispered, not looking at Elliot.

Elliot felt a mixture of relief and horror at Tannal's agreement. He knew either way, Kensing's arousal spell was going to force them to have sex, and he knew the only way to do it without causing himself even more guilt would be to have Tannal fuck him. But at the same time, he felt horrified that he was letting such a thing even happen. He was a straight male allowing - for all purposes - a male animal, to fuck him. And he was willingly letting it happen. But Elliot took a deep breath and nodded, steadying himself. If it could potentially save their friendship, then it was worth it.

He dragged his gaze to Tannal's penis for the first time. It was fully extended, rigid, and dripping already and Elliot's heart sank when he saw its size. It was a tiger's penis, a very male tiger's penis. It extended almost a foot from a pouch of fur that Elliot assumed was his sheath, was a brilliant, throbbing red, and looked dangerously thick. Even worse was that at the end of Tannal's penis were rows of barb-like spikes that covered his penis's head. "What am I supposed to do?" he whispered.

"How should I know?" Tannal whispered back, still staring straight ahead. He was praying that Elliot would touch his penis and give him the relief that he was desperately desired, but half of him was hoping that he wouldn't do it. But he so desperately wanted to know what it would feel like - to have another touch him there... A bar maid had once squeezed him through his pants - and he had almost cum in surprise - and Kensing had humiliated him by jerking him off through his transformation. But no one he had ever cared about had ever touched him - and touched him lovingly. This would be the first time it actually meant something more -

Elliot stared hard at the wet, barbed head, then took a deep breath and reached out and gently wrapped his hand around its girth.

The tiger shuddered. "Ohhhhh," Tannal sighed, feeling pleasure surge through his hardened shaft at the touch of another's hand on his penis. It felt so good! "Ohh, Elliot!" he gasped in surprise. He had never imagined it would be so pleasurable! To have a penis again, for the first time in months! Being a female wasn't bad, but sometimes when he was aroused, he just wanted to stroke off and feel the gratification of a climax without having to work so hard. And now he had this massive, straining prick swaying heavily underneath him and he felt like a man again.

Elliot released his hand from Tannal's penis when the tiger jumped, but as soon as he heard Tannal moan, he knew that whatever it was he was doing, it must have been right. So he carefully grasped the shaft in his hand once again and very gently squeezed the tender meat. Tannal seemed unable to keep still, his entire body wracking with so much pleasure that he twitched and shuddered every time Elliot slid his hand up and down and shaft. Tannal's tail lashed back and forth as pleasure wracked his mind as Elliot stroked his hardened penis and fondled his plump balls.

Soon, Elliot settled into a rhythm, stroking Tannal's penis was a steady back and forth motion as the great cat made purring sounds in his throat, his eyes closed in happiness. Never before had he felt such pleasure. He could hear Elliot's breathing underneath him as his friend stared at his maleness; and a part of him wanted Elliot to see it. After all, he had seen Elliot's penis dozens of times, now it was his turn to show off his cock. He had no idea why he was suddenly seized by such a desire - perhaps it was his male animal instincts taking charge or perhaps he was just aroused out of his mind - but he no longer cared about the reason why. All he knew was that he wanted this.

Then, Elliot suddenly stopped. Tannal opened his eyes and glanced back at Elliot, worried that Elliot was repulsed by his actions. But when he saw Elliot's face, he saw that his friend was awash in lust - and that his pants were tenting.

"Roll over!" Elliot said breathlessly and as Tannal obeyed, rolling onto his back while watching Elliot fondle his erection through his pants, he couldn't help but feel a thrill of satisfaction knowing that Elliot was aroused as well. Spell or no spell, it made him feel powerful and potent.

Elliot was lost in lust now, completely unable to think straight. All he could think about was the pleasure - the unbelievable consuming pleasure that overwhelmed him with every touch he gave Tannal. He climbed onto the bed beside the large cat, staring at the erection that was jutting out from the tiger's plump sheath, leaking precum needily. Elliot gently ran his hand down Tannal's furry chest, feeling the soft, pale fur there until his hand trailed to Tannal's swollen sheath. Elliot cupped Tannal's balls and weighed them in his hands, seemingly fascinated with their size and softness, then he moved his hand up to Tannal's sheath, making the cat groan loudly in pleasure. Elliot's other hand gave a firm rub to Tannal's shaft, then gently caressed the tip, prodding the rigid barbs that surrounded the end of his cock. Tannal yowled in pleasure, feeling his sensitive barbs being touched and he felt his penis pump another surge of precum out.

Without hesitation, Elliot leaned over and licked Tannal's straining penis.

"Ohhh! Elliot!" Tannal's tail lashed in pleasure as he felt his friend's wet, hot tongue lather his cock. "Don't stop! More!"

Elliot pulled back for a moment, as if considering what to do, then he hunched over Tannal's body and, wrapping his arms around Tannal's furry torso, put his lips to Tannal's cock.

Tannal whined softly as Elliot engulfed the cat's member in his mouth. It was incredible! Elliot's mouth was so wet and hot, it made Tannal want to cum right then. But he held himself back and settled himself on the bed to enjoy his blow job.

The new spell that Kensing had placed on them was driving Elliot wild. Tannal's arousal was one thing, but it made his arousal stronger by tenfold. Elliot had no desire to touch a penis, but suddenly as soon as Tannal had hardened it was all he could do to hold himself back from slathering it with his tongue. And oh! As soon as he touched Tannal's penis, he felt a jolt of pleasure through his own. Whatever Tannal was feeling, he was feeling. So he became aroused when Elliot was aroused - and he felt the unbelievable pleasure throb in his loins every time he touched Tannal. And he couldn't stop.

Elliot had never touched another man's penis, let alone tasted one, but he was determined to do it for Tannal. Remembering what Tannal did to him, he wrapped his lips around the barbed penis and tried to push it into his mouth. Elliot choked on Tannal's member, but Tannal didn't mind. He was too busy purring contentedly to care. So Elliot took a deep breath and tried again. It took him several tries to figure out what he was doing. It was hard to hold such a thick object in his mouth and Tannal's girth made his jaws hurt from stretching them to hold him inside. The barbs tickled and scraped at his throat when he tried to drive the length as deep as possible and when he swirled his tongue around, Tannal's body shook so hard that Elliot feared that the tiger would rip his cock from his throat. But Elliot was a fast learner.

Tannal watched in fascination as Elliot's lips encircled his throbbing cathood, then slowly slid down his length, engulfing the bright red cock, his lips encompassing the pulsing vein as he pushed his face down more and more, until his noise almost touched Tannal's furry groin. Tannal sighed, his back leg kicking out in spastic pleasure as he gazed at his best friend giving him head. "Ohhhhh, Elliot," he moaned. "Mmmmmm, yes!"

Elliot still looked unsure of himself, but he continued to bob his head on the rigid meat before him. As he drew his lips back until they were wrapped around the tip of Tannal's penis, he began to gently suckled at Tannal's barbed head, teasing the barbed head with his tongue, and making the cat mewl in ecstasy. As he did, Elliot also reached his hands around Tannal, stroking his soft belly fur, finding his sensitive areas, running his hands about the tiger's ball sack. Tannal sighed and settled his heavy paws on Elliot's shoulders, feeling pleasure radiate from his crotch, making him lay back in contentment. He let Elliot continue for a while, feeling his friends weight - that he once felt on his back as Elliot penetrated him - now on his stomach, slurping at his straining cock until Tannal got a new idea.

"El," he murmured. "El, stop." Elliot let the hardened cock fall from his mouth and looked up in surprise and confusion at Tannal. The cat purred. "That was incredible," he whispered, as lust continued to cloud his mind, "but I want to try something else. Take your clothes off and lay down on the bed."

Elliot obeyed without question, stripping his shirt and pants off swiftly. It was strange to Tannal to not be remotely embarrassed to see Elliot's hard cock springing out of his pants, swaying rigidly in front of his crotch proudly. It was even more strange to know that not only had he seen it before, but that he had tasted it, held it in his mouth, and been fucked by it. Elliot lowered his lean body on the bed and laid down on his back, a look of apprehension on his face. Tannal nuzzled his face reassuringly. "I think this will help both of us," he purred softly and Elliot nodded. He trusted Tannal.

Tannal climbed over Elliot and straddled him, looking down long enough to see his cathood straining against his belly while Elliot's manhood pointed up at him. Then he slowly began to lower himself onto Elliot's naked body, pressing his throbbing length against Elliot's, feeling his balls mash against his friend's. Elliot moaned as he felt the cathood dribble its preseed onto his own member, and felt the cat rub his hard penis tantalizingly slowly along his own length. Gently, but insistently, Tannal humped against Elliot's stomach, panting softly at the feeling of his hard-on thrusting against Elliot's straining human prick. Shuddering in pleasure, Elliot reached down and gripped himself, squeezing his length momentarily before surrounding both of their cocks with his hand, and began to jerk them off together. Tannal mewled like a female in heat at the sensation of both of their cocks being squeezed together by Elliot's firm hand and Elliot shuddered.

"Ohhhh Tannal!" he whispered, feeling Tannal's barbs tickling his cock. "This feels - so good!"

Tannal yipped softly, feeling his balls lifting and falling on Elliot's, the sensation of which drove them both to greater heights of pleasure. "Uh! Elliot! Oh, El! Yes!"

Both of them were panting loudly now, sweat streaming from their bodies, the bed groaning and creaking with their efforts. They began to thrust together faster and faster, Elliot clinging to Tannal's fur, Tannal's claws digging into the sheets.

Tannal was close and that meant Elliot must be feeling it, too. "El," Tannal gasped raggedly as his friends hand continued to stroked both of their cocks. "El, I'm going to cum-"

Elliot suddenly released their cocks. "No!" he cried. With a forceful push, he heaved Tannal off his trembling body. "No! You can't cum yet! We're still not even."

"Elliot!" Tannal whined needily as Elliot sprang up from the bed, his slick penis bobbing up and down heavily.

"No, Tannal. We get one night, remember? One night to do anything." He shuddered and gripped his cock. "Do me a favor. I don't think I can hold out much longer. I need to get off, so shift into a female and let me get it out of my system. Then there's something you can do."

Tannal growled softly, rising to his feet again. "I'm tired of being a female - "

But Elliot had already pulled Tannal's rump towards him and gently moved his tail aside. "I would shift now or I'm going to fuck your ass instead."

Tannal mewled. He was so aroused, he almost wasn't opposed to the idea, but luckily he apparently retained enough brain function to realize that probably wasn't the best choice. Grunting, he began to shift back to female as he listened to the sound of Elliot breathing heavily and masturbating behind him, making slick sounds as he ran his hand over his cock that was wet with not only his own precum, but with Tannal's tiger precum as well. Tannal liked Elliot being more authoritative and Elliot knew it. It made Tannal shiver even more in desire. "Mmmm ok," he breathed, barely able to think as he obeyed Elliot unquestioningly.

Elliot watched as Tannal's heavy balls twitched and began to shrink as Tannal shifted his gender. Usually, Tannal was able to shift seamlessly in less than a second, but because he was so aroused and because he wasn't used to shifting genders, it took him a few seconds instead. Elliot heard Tannal hiss softly under his breath as his hard shaft began to draw back into his sheath, sliding in slowly inch by inch while his balls continued to shrivel. Tannal shuddered as his balls were drawn into his body and the all too familiar sensation of a vagina spreading open under his pucker formed. Elliot continued to watched interestedly as Tannal's sheath vanished into his fur and his once massive cock shrank into a little nub that protruded slightly from his wet netherlips.

As soon as Tannal stopped shivering with the sensation of changing gender, Elliot immediately reached forward and slipped his finger inside his friend's folds. Tannal gasped.

"Oh, Elliot!" he whispered roughly, in his human male voice; apparently he had only changed his genitals. But Elliot wasn't bothered by that.

"Good," Elliot breathed. "You're already wet." He pulled his fingers free of Tannal's sopping cunt and immediately lined up his hard cock instead. He desperately wanted to play with Tannal and explore him more, but Elliot was already too awash with lust to wait. He had to have Tannal now. With a moan, Elliot slid into Tannal's wet folds. "Ohhhhhhhh gods, Tannal!" he gasped as he felt his throbbing maleness getting gripped by Tannal's hot, moist tunnel. "Ohhh you feel so good."

Tannal snarled, feeling Elliot's penis push deep within him. As Elliot picked up the pace, Tannal's ears twitched, listening to the sloppy sounds of their love making ringing in his ears. "Ummmph, more, Elliot. More!" he whispered. Elliot wasn't a tiger, so his penis was lacking something that would have made it more pleasurable for him, but because they were bound and because of the sympathy spell, Tannal felt all of Elliot's pleasure. And Elliot was experiencing a lot of it. "Deeper, El!" Tannal called out needily.

Elliot pounded into Tannal, heedless of his friend's pleasure, just trying to reach that blessed climax. He was clutching the fur of Tannal's sides as he bucked his hips into the tigress, listening to her snarls and growls of pleasure, occasionally punctuated by actual shouts of Tannal urging him on. Friend or not, Tannal's insides were deliciously hot and tight, the tigress's moist, ribbed tunnel rubbed his straining cock in all the right places. In no time, Elliot felt his balls begin to twitch, readying for their imminent release.

"Ohhh, ugh, ugh, Tannal. I'm going cum!" Elliot hissed as his hips thrust even faster, his balls colliding violently with Tannal's rear.

Tannal felt the first throws of release sweep through Elliot and immediately felt his own climax wash over him. Snarling, he threw his head back and roared in pleasure, crying out Elliot's name as his walls rippled around the hardened shaft buried within him. He felt Elliot cry out and grasp his fur even harder as he jabbed his cock deep within Tannal's passage, coating his womb with his hot cum.

Groaning, they both collapsed into a heap on a bed, Elliot's twitching cock still hilted in Tannal and oozing cum.

Tannal's mind was lost in a cloud of lust as he struggled to regain his breath. His entire body was shaking from his orgasm, each and every hair on his body felt electrified, his muscles relaxed, and his cunt quivering from his unbelievable climax. He didn't know if it was because Elliot was calling out his name or that Elliot was working so much harder to make sure he enjoyed it, but...he enjoyed it. Tannal lightly dug his claws into the bedding, then retracted them again, finally beginning to come down from his high. A part of him wanted to think what he had just done through, but another part of his mind was still yearning for more. Deal with it in the morning, he told himself as he turned to Elliot.

Elliot was panting, his body sprawled in exhaustion on the bed. He couldn't believe what they had just done. He had just given his best friend a blow job - and then fucked him hard and fast as a female. His mind desperately was trying it wrap itself around his actions; actions that he would have never dreamed himself capable of doing, but that he did nonetheless. And gods did it feel good. Best friend or not, Elliot hated to admit it, but Tannal was a great fuck. He glanced over at the female cat, who looked just as dazed as he did.

"Tannal?" he asked softly, hoping that his head would stop spinning soon.

"El?" the cat murmured, scarcely able to speak.

"That was - " he couldn't say it. He couldn't admit to it. Elliot remembered Tannal trying to explain how having Elliot have sex with him felt good and Elliot couldn't believe it. But now he was beginning to understand what Tannal meant. Knowing that it was Tannal didn't make it more awkward, it made it more pleasurable. Not just the connection between them as a master and familiar - the connection went far deeper than that. Elliot always knew that he and his familiar had a powerful connection, he just never knew why. But now he knew that his familiar was Tannal. And now that connection seemed to go even deeper when he was buried to the hilt into his friend. It was strange, but the pleasure - it was something he had never been able to imagine before. And he wanted it again.

Elliot wasn't sure if it were him or Tannal that was still somewhat aroused. Perhaps it was both of them. Both of them had certainly climaxed, but being so close to one another thinking about what they had just done and how good it had felt was making Elliot's penis stir again. He looked at Tannal. "Tannal," he said breathlessly, in complete disbelief that he was becoming aroused again, "you can turn back into a male now."

Tannal sighed. "I don't - I don't know if I can right now," he said wearily, still feeling flutters of his orgasm flickering through his body.

"Try," Elliot implored, staring wide-eyed at Tannal's well-fucked vagina that was slowly drooling out his white cum.

Tannal closed his eyes. The throbbing between his legs had been sated: his heat was gone. But thanks to Elliot's arousal, he was becoming aroused again and wanted more. He could hear Elliot resume his masturbating, probably as he stared at Tannal's cum-slicked folds as he ran his hand up and down his hard shaft coated with his and Tannal's juices. Tannal gritted his teeth and sighed as he shifted his genitals back to male. He grunted as he attempted to push his penis back out again, slowly shifting back to male.

It was a strange feeling, having his ovaries plump up and push out of his body, swelling as lightly furred spheres, heavy with his cum. And it was even stranger to feel his clit stretching outwards, growing in length and girth as it throbbed pleasurably. His folds swelled out as well, gently wrapping themselves around his growing penis to form a sheath as his cock reached full size. Tannal hissed in pleasure as his cock warped into the proper shape and as little barbs pushed out stiffly at the end, forming his feline penis.

Elliot stared at Tannal's penis in surprise and awe. It was a huge, glistening rod, bright red in color, and jutted proudly forth from his furry sheath that held it snugly to his body. He could hear Tannal breathing heavily in deep panting breaths, he could see a drop of pearly precum welling up from its spiky head, and he could feel the need rising in Tannal; the need to plunge his cock deep within something. And he realized that part of him wanted Tannal to. He wanted Tannal to feel the joys and pleasure that he had felt when he was fucking his friend. Having his penis within Tannal was an indescribable feeling - and he wanted that for Tannal, too.

But how? Elliot didn't know any gender shifting spells off the top of his head; even if he happened to find any in his rather PG rated library, he wasn't even sure if he were powerful enough to perform them. Sex magic generally took a full blown master sorcerer. Elliot sighed inwardly; of course of all the master sorcerers who had a penchant for sex magic, it had to be Kensing. But that didn't matter now. All that mattered was Tannal's straining cock and Elliot's growing lust for it.

Elliot hesitated. Even if he did manage to find a spell and even if he were strong enough to cast it, it wouldn't work anyways. He and Tannal were both far too worked up to wait. They needed relief and they needed it now. Elliot had already gotten some of his edge taken off by fucking Tannal, but Tannal was in full blown rutting mode. And since it was his first time as a male in months, he was definitely starting to lose control even faster than Elliot did. Elliot needed to do something. And needed to do it fast.

And that's when it came to him: Tannal could fuck him.

Elliot had never once considered having sex with a man, but suddenly, his and Tannal's desire, coupled with their bond, and coupled with the overwhelming need to even out what he had done to Tannal made him suddenly begin to consider it. Maybe it was that Tannal wanted to fuck something badly enough that his thoughts were pushing into Elliot's head; maybe Elliot's guilt was so strong that it made him consider doing things he would normally never do. But this wasn't some random stranger. This was his best friend who had been through hell and back again for him. Didn't he at least deserve one night of pleasure?

"Oh, Tannal," Elliot whispered, watching Tannal shift back to male. He laid himself back down onto the bed. "Now I can return the favor."

Tannal stared at Elliot's prone body in disbelief. "What?"

"It's your turn," Elliot said softly, giving Tannal a meaningful look that made Tannal's cock throb even harder.

"El," Tannal whined, feeling his rock-hard penis swaying beneath him needily. "Please. We don't need to do that. I was -"

"I can do this!" Elliot whispered determinedly, clutching at his cock with a desperate look in his eye. He wasn't even sure why he suddenly wanted to feel Tannal's huge cock stuffing itself inside him - he had certainly never had such a desire before. But he no longer cared. He opened his legs and reached down to spread his ass cheeks so Tannal had a good view of his tiny, untried hole. "I want you to mate me."

Tannal leapt lightly atop Elliot and looked down, keeping a close eye on Elliot's puckered anal ring. He didn't want to hurt his friend, but the need was so desperate, so thoroughly consuming him, that he wasn't sure he would be able to control himself. "Are you sure?" he said quietly.

"Yes!" Elliot whispered, his eyes clouded with lust. "Mate me!"

"Elliot - do you not understand - the logistics of what you're suggesting?"

Elliot blushed deeply. "You said it yourself: you never thought of having sex with a guy, but you found it to be pleasurable. So maybe I'll like it, too."

"I didn't like it," Tannal snarled irritably. "I just said it felt good. And this is different. I was a female. You're a male. This is entirely different. I had animal instincts that made me want it. The arousal spell made it so I was in heat and I needed to get fucked. You're a guy. You don't have those needs. And even if I did fuck you as a male animal - what if I get out of control? What if my instincts overwhelm me? I could hurt you - "

"I know the risks! I just - I want us to be even. I want to understand what you went through and I want you to have a pleasurable experience for once - "

Tannal hesitated, staring at Elliot's asshole. He had never thought about having sex with a male, but just the thought of being able to plow himself deep within a hot, tight tunnel was enough to overcome his hesitance. But he knew that having sex with a male required something a little different. Tannal moved close to Elliot's exposed rear, listening to his friend's ragged breathing. Elliot was nervous. And Tannal didn't really blame him; neither of them had ever done anything like this before, let alone think about it. But now they were about it. And it was all they could think about.

Without even thinking, Tannal nuzzled his face between Elliot's cheeks. He heard Elliot draw his breath back in surprise, but he ignored him. Tannal knew that if he tried to do anything without first lubricating Elliot that he would greatly injure his friend. So he quickly began to lap at Elliot's small hole with his rough tongue. Elliot gasped in shock and Tannal could feel ripples of embarrassment go through his friend. Tannal himself knew he should have felt disgust at what he was doing, but now he was in animal mode and relying entirely on his instincts. And to an animal, this wasn't necessarily as gross as his human mind seemed to regard it as.

Soon, Tannal's tongue was deep inside Elliot and Elliot was writhing on the bed, gasping in pleasure as he clutched at his cock. Elliot had never been rimmed before and while at first he was unsure about it, the way that Tannal's large tongue felt lapping at his entrance and now twisting inside of him made his cock throb even harder with need.

Finally, Tannal pulled back. Elliot's hole was about as wet as he could make it. And Tannal wasn't sure if he could hold back any longer. "Elliot," he whispered needily.

Elliot laid his head back on the bed and spread his legs open in the air again so that his hole gleamed wetly. "Come here," he murmured invitingly. At that moment, Kensing could have walked into the room and offered to make Tannal a king and Tannal wouldn't have cared. All he could do was stare at the tiny, wet hole.

Elliot stared at Tannal's dick, shivering. He wondered what it would feel like to have a thick, dripping penis lodged inside of him. Then he glanced at the prongs on Tannal's dick, wondering briefly what those, too, would feel like inside of him. Elliot took a deep breath. He knew he was a man who liked women. He wasn't supposed to be breathing heavily in anticipation, watching his friend's cock throbbing with need. He wasn't supposed to want it buried within him, fucking him senselessly. He suddenly wondered why, if him having sex with Tannal made things weird between them, why he thought Tannal fucking him would make things any better. But it was too late to wonder why or take it back. Tannal was ready to mount.

Tannal scaled his friend's body, careful to not put his weight directly on him. Elliot's body was lithe and seemed so small compared to his own powerful one. But his lust was too powerful to make him stop himself. He knew he might hurt Elliot; but at the moment, he didn't really care. All he wanted was to hilt himself inside that hole that seemed to beckon to him so.

Elliot looked down his chest between his spread legs as Tannal straddled his body. He knew this wasn't the normal mating position for tigers, but he wasn't a tigress and at the moment, he didn't want to make his body that vulnerable on all fours. At least in his position he might be able to push Tannal off him if it hurt too much. Might.

Tannal looked at Elliot, his mind beginning to fade in a fog of lust again. He tried to look at Elliot's face to read his expression so that he knew it was what he really wanted, but it did little good. He could feel Elliot's confusion, his hesitance, his sense of shame in offering himself up like this; but behind the apprehension he could feel Elliot's curiosity, his desire, his _need. _Tannal paused, waiting for Elliot to say something or do something - but Elliot stayed still beneath him, breathing heavily with his straining cock, waiting for Tannal to make the first move.

He wanted to ask Elliot if he were sure again. He knew Elliot had said that he was alright with it, hell, Elliot initiated it; but some part of Tannal was still terrified that Elliot was only asking for this to happen because he was so overwhelmed with lust. Tannal didn't want Elliot to do anything that he'd later regret. But at the same time, he didn't care. Elliot had said it was ok; he said he owed Tannal. And at the moment, Tannal could think of no better way to get paid back than this.

"Tell me how you want me to do this," he said, gently pressing the head of his member against Elliot's anus in a probing motion. "I've - I've never done this before."

Elliot grunted, his hands gripping Tannal's sides. "Do - whatever feels right," he said breathlessly, feeling Tannal's massive cock prodding him.

Tannal wanted oh so badly to simply thrust in - and thrust in hard - but he knew that even as a female that could hurt, and Elliot's hole was much smaller and no where near as wet. "El," he whispered fearfully. "I mean it. I've never done this with a guy - or a girl."

Elliot didn't look concerned. He reached down and gently touched Tannal's stiff, barbed penis and gently fondled the prickly head, feeling the slick precum welling from it. "Tannal, when we had sex the first time, was that pleasurable?"

"Yes," Tannal murmured, his mind reeling back to when Elliot had fucked him hard on the floor as a she-wolf as Elliot caressed his cock.

"Well that was my first time. And if you enjoyed that, then I promise you, I'll enjoy this. And either way you're going to love it." He leaned his head back and released Tannal's penis. "Just do it, Tannal. And don't stop until you're all the way in. Just hurry up before I change my mind."

That was enough to encourage Tannal to set his fears aside. Taking a steadying breath, Tannal prepared to fuck Elliot. Pushing himself up on Elliot's back, Tannal teased the barbed tip of his penis against Elliot's slicked rear, causing the boy to gasp in anticipation, whimpering in need and fear.

Elliot shuddered, feeling the tip of Tannal's cock nudge his rump. Suddenly, he wasn't so sure he wanted to do this. He tried to focus on the foreign pleasure he had felt at Tannal's tongue lapping within him, but the memory was banished when he saw Tannal's massive cock bumping insistently against his ass. There's no way that's going to fit, he thought fearfully, _it's impossible! _But Tannal, whether he felt Elliot's fear or not, seemed determined to go through with it.

"Don't worry," the tiger gently licked Elliot's nose with his rough tongue. "You made me feel good - I'm going to return the favor."

Elliot nodded, lifting his arms up to circle around the tiger's powerful body, curling his fingers in the thick fur. "Alright," he whispered, burying his face in the soft fur of the tiger so that he didn't have to think about the penis about to rip him open. "I trust you, Tannal."

Tannal nuzzled his face against Elliot's to reassure him, then he firmly speared the head of his manhood into his friend. Tannal cried out a triumphant roar as he felt himself spearing deep within his best friend, filling his friend completely as they entered the most intimate of unions.

Elliot shrieked at Tannal's entrance, feeling his virgin passage suddenly violated and spread open wider than he ever imagined possible. The pain ripped through him, making him literally unable to see straight as he screamed in pain. His back arched off the bed, his body desperately trying to avoid the invading spire as he clutched at his friend's body, trying to find whatever comfort he could in Tannal's comforting fur. His body wasn't ready for this - he was barely ready to deal with the emotional consequences and he should have known that he wasn't going to be ready for the physical ones. It was too much. The pain, the violation, everything; Elliot felt like he was being torn apart.

Tannal heard Elliot scream in agony as the tiger slammed his hips forward, burrowing his girth deep within his scarcely-readied friend, forcing Elliot's anal walls to grossly stretch apart in order to accommodate the invading member. Elliot cried out and clutched the sheets, his face a picture of pain as Tannal pushed himself in. Tannal strained against Elliot, desperately pushing his thick girth into Elliot's anus. The tight ring of flesh seemed to be trying to eject him as much as possible, squeezing and rippling around his throbbing length as he continued to push harder and harder into Elliot. As he pushed himself into his mate - no, he told himself, his friend - he listened to Elliot's cries as he attempted to work his prick deeper into Elliot. Elliot was flailing, clutching at the sheets, the bed, at Tannal to no avail, now crying out in pain and the pleasure that Tannal felt; but he never told Tannal to stop. So Tannal kept pushing.

Tannal felt the pain, too. It was sharp and searing, burning through him just as it burned through Elliot, though it was dulled. Elliot was already loosened from the earlier rimming, but not loose enough. But Tannal also felt the pleasure of Elliot's walls rippling around him. And it made a strange but delicious duo of pleasure and pain that rocked through him, spinning through his senses in a way he had never imagined possible.

He finally hilted. Panting from the effort, Tannal almost collapsed atop Elliot from all the effort it had taken to begin the preliminary stages of breeding him. "Are you alright?" he asked worriedly.

Elliot was breathing quickly, still clutching at the sheets, trembling in pain. "Just - just wait. Please," he gasped, his eyes rolling in his head.

Tannal gently licked Elliot's face, comforting him as much as he could as he felt Elliot's hole continue to throb around him. It felt amazing to be hilted in a tight, warm passage, it have his cathood resting within a hot, tight hole. It was something he had only ever dreamed of doing. And here he was, as a tiger, his thick cock up his best friend's ass. It wasn't how he had pictured it for his first time, but it felt so amazing that he didn't really care.

Elliot was breathing hard, his fingers woven in Tannal's fur as he clutched the large tiger straddling atop him. He had never felt so much pain before in his life. And while he kept telling himself that he was doing it for Tannal, that Tannal had spared him from having mindless animals do this to him, he began to feel something strange. He knew that if he were a normal, unbound human that this would be complete and utter agony. He knew now that he should have had Tannal downsize to a more accommodating animal instead of keeping him as a huge, lusty tiger. But something was beginning to ebb and pull in his mind. All the talk Tannal had of how pleasurable it was to have a cock buried within him began to resonate with Elliot; there was something deep inside him that he had never known about that was beginning to flutter with pleasure ever so slightly at the touch of Tannal's cock. The pain was beginning to fade now, replaced by the feeling of pleasure - most of which came from his connection to Tannal. But suddenly now, Elliot began to feel twinges of pleasure that seemed to start at the base of his penis, then resonate outwards as it never had before. He shuddered, feeling his cock straining with need again; Elliot began to think he might actually enjoy this.

Tannal waited several minutes, purring atop of Elliot until Elliot stopped whimpering. "Are you ready?" he murmured, nuzzling against him, desperate to keep going.

Elliot looked terrified, but he swallowed and nodded in consent.

Tannal paused and then began to withdraw slowly. Elliot immediately shouted. "OHHH!!!" he shrieked. "The barbs! Oooohhhh!! Nuuuuuugh! Uh!" Even though he had touched and sucked Tannal's cock, he had completely forgotten about Tannal's barbs until he felt them scraping within him, making for a rather unpleasant surprise.

Tannal sucked in his breath sharply at the sensation of his spiny penis bristling within Elliot's rectum, sending shivers of pleasures up through his cock, but he immediately froze at the sound of Elliot's cry. He could feel Elliot's surprise and pain through his bond but he also hoped that Elliot could feel his pleasure as well. It was the most incredible sensation he had ever felt. "Do you want me to stop?" Tannal said quietly, knowing that while his instincts wouldn't want him to, his concern for Elliot would make him stop. He, too felt the barbs. But the sensation wasn't nearly as overwhelming to him as it was to Elliot; probably because his primary sensation was his own cock and Elliot's pain was only secondary.

"No - no!" Elliot hissed. "I can do this!" Elliot gasped in pain as Tannal's barbs raked his insides. Just when things had started to feel good and his ass was beginning to get used to Tannal's girth, Tannal's barbs caused new and even sharper pain within him. He gritted his teeth and clutched at the tiger, trying to adjust to the sensation of having Tannal's massive penis dragging rows of barbs through his tender chute. It hurt - almost as much as the penetration did - but at the same time, that strange feeling of pleasure mingled with the pain began to flicker through him yet again. However much the barbs hurt him, they obviously felt good to Tannal. Elliot took a deep breath and tried to wrap his mind around enjoying the dueling sensations of pleasure and pain.

Tannal nodded, unwilling to argue. At least Elliot got to have sex as a human with human concerns. Tannal had to contend with his animal instincts that were screaming at him to fuck the lights out of his mate and it was only through his care for Elliot that Tannal managed to stay in control. "Tell me when you're ready," he murmured.

Elliot was still in pain and he didn't see an end in sight. "Just - just do it now," he whispered. "I need to feel - something good. Just start now. I can handle it." At least if Tannal started fucking him, perhaps the tiger's pleasure would override his own pain. Slowly, Elliot's hand crept down his stomach until he found his cock. Remarkably, it was still half-hard, despite the pain, since Tannal was still hard as well. Elliot grunted and began to masturbate, trying to focus on the good feelings and not the painful ones.

Tannal paused for another moment, listening to Elliot begin to masturbate. He knew firsthand how painful a penetration could be - but he also knew that they tended to feel a lot better after you gave it some time to adjust. He could feel twinges of pleasure and pain from Elliot and purred softly, listening to the sound of Elliot's hand slicking up and down his straining cock and his heavy breathing. Tannal took a deep breath and lowered himself onto Elliot's body so that he could get a deeper penetration, listening to him whimper and moan like a female as he speared him with his meat. He could wait no longer.

Slowly, he began to pull his penis out from his friend, straining against the tight hold that Elliot's vice-like ass had on him. Elliot immediately groaned at the feeling of Tannal's barbs moving through him, but didn't tell him to stop, so Tannal assumed he was fine. Grunting, Tannal pulled himself halfway out, then began to push back in again. He began to do this in a rhythmic pattern: pulling and thrusting, pulling and thrusting, until Elliot's soft hisses of pain grew into moans of surprise. Snarling softly, Tannal gripped Elliot's body with his paws to secure his mate in place. He began to pick up a faster rhythm, his hips slapping against Elliot's, making a sharp sound as his thighs met Elliot's rear. Elliot was grunting now, still clutching the sheets, his eyes closed and head lolling about on the pillow, but it seemed to be more now from pleasure rather than pain.

"Uh, uh, uh; oh, Tannal!" Elliot groaned, his insides aching with every thrust. Elliot's gasp catching in his raw throat as he called out. Tannal's entries still hurt - as did his withdrawals - but the pleasure was far more intense and outshone the flicker of pain that his over-stretched ass felt with every invasion and every brutal scrape. His body was heating up fast with all of Tannal's fluid deposits in him and the friction of Tannal's thrustings was beginning to overwhelm his insides as he felt himself opening up even more for the male tiger's throbbing penis.

Tannal was purring now, feeling his precum oozing out of Elliot's hole with every thrust. Elliot's ass had become loosened somewhat with his fucking and with all the fluids he was pushing into his chute, though it was still deliciously tight. Tannal sighed, pausing for a moment in his hard fucking to nuzzle Elliot's neck, trying to desperately prolong the fuck session as long as he could. Elliot was still masturbating in tandem with Tannal's thrusts so every time Tannal bucked his hips forward to spear his rigid meat into Elliot, he heard a squelching sound as his thrust forced his thick precum out of Elliot's hole along with the soft sound of Elliot's cum-slicked hand sliding up and down his meat, punctuated with soft, moaning grunts.

"Uhh, uhh, uggh, Tannal! Tannal, go faster. Faster!" Elliot whispered mindlessly, beginning to jack himself off faster.

Tannal's mind was now completely lost in a fog of lust and pheromones. At first, he had wanted to go slow so that he didn't hurt Elliot and so that he didn't cum after only a few thrusts. But now, with the scent of his own musk rolling through the room, coupled with Elliot's, and the soft pleading sounds of pleasure that his mate was making only made him want to fuck Elliot faster. With a snarl, Tannal began to pick up the pace, delighting in Elliot's sigh oh encouragement and the sudden heat that surged around his cock as the friction of his thrusts heated up Elliot's insides even more. This was how fucking was supposed to feel: the tightness of his mate wrapped around his pride, the heat, the sound of gasping moans spurring him on. This is what he had been missing. Tannal lifted his head and yowled in pleasure and continued to thrust hard into Elliot's small hole.

"Oh, gods Tannal. Don't stop! Oh yes!" Elliot moaned as the tiger continued to thrust into him. Tannal was thrusting so hard and so fast that Elliot had to hold onto him or else he would have been thrust off the other side of the bed. He heard the tiger snarling and making cat calls of pleasure as he continued to thrust hard into him. Elliot gripped Tannal's sides and held on for dear life, gasping in pain and pleasure he felt. Each thrust made his body tremble, each withdrawal made him grunt with the sharp ache of need the barbs left him with, making him long for Tannal's penis to spear back into him again. Like the last time they had had sex, Elliot felt his penis rubbing pleasurably against Tannal's soft belly fur, sending pleasurable sensations through him with every gentle touch; the fur against his penis marking a stark contrast between the pleasure of his cock and the pleasurable pain that Tannal's penis was wrecking on his ass. "Ohhhhhhhh gods, Tannal!" Elliot gasped, his body heaving under Tannal's labored thrustings, his penis twitching against Tannal's belly fur. "Ohhh yessss. More, Tannal! More!"

Tannal felt his penis surge with renewed vigor at the sound of Elliot's moans. He was pleased that his partner was enjoying him. He drew his hips back only slightly, causing Elliot to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, then he thrust back, hilting him once more. Tannal pulled out his penis almost all the way, then slammed it in again, then withdrew again, and hilted once more. Every withdrawal made Elliot cry out and tremble at the mixture of pleasure and pain that Tannal's barbed cock was giving him, and every thrust made the lithe human's body quiver in need and growing lust.

"Mmmm yes, Tannal. Deeper! Deeper! Oh, yes! More!" Elliot was babbling as Tannal continued to rut into him, no longer heeding the fragility of the human body beneath him. He was a tiger now. A very male, very aroused tiger, and he was determined to plant his seed into his mate at any cost. Growling, Tannal only secured his place atop his mate and continued thrusting violently.

Tannal could scarcely contain himself. He was hilted within Elliot, penetrating his friend as deeply as possible with his throbbing cock, feeling Elliot's ass rippling around his penis in powerful contractions. Finally, the sensations overwhelmed him entirely. Instincts running rampant, Tannal suddenly lunged forward, hearing Elliot grunt as he slammed himself forward, and seized Elliot's shoulder in his jaws and bit down gently. In that moment, Tannal was connected completely to Elliot and for an instant, their thoughts flowed uninterrupted through one another. Tannal felt Elliot's dual pain and pleasure at their coupling, his confusion at why he was letting Tannal fuck him, his joy at having his best friend back and having him back in the most personal of ways; while Elliot felt Tannal's elation at being male again, the pleasure his barbed penis felt at being sheathed deep within him, and the the half-thought apology for giving Elliot a mating bite that, at the same time, seemed to be so necessary for him. It was in that moment that Tannal released his seed deep into his friend.

Elliot moaned, feeling his insides suddenly get flood with Tannal's thick, potent seed. He felt, for the first time in his life, like a female. He gasped as he felt his own penis twitch and unload on his chest and Tannal's belly, shooting powerfully as he had one of the most mind-blowing orgasms of his life. He sensation of his rectum being flooded with such a male essence - his own best friend's cum - while feeling his own cock get set off by the feeling of the tiger's dick in him and the gentle caress of Tannal's fur against his sensitive prick was too much. "Ohhhhhhh, ohhh gods, Tannal, yes!!! More! More!" he shouted, unable to contain his pleasure. Tannal's hot fluids dripped down from Elliot's raw hole as the tiger continued to gently buck his hips against Elliot's, settling his warm weight on top of his friend as his cock continued to spew small contributions into Elliot.

Elliot shuddered violently as Tannal withdrew a final time, then lay limply on the bed in shock and residual pain from the through pounding he had just received. .

Tannal released Elliot's neck from his jaws and gently lapped at the wound he had caused, feeling his balls continuing to twitch. "Elliot," Tannal panted, feeling fear wash over him. Did he hurt Elliot? Was he too rough? "Are you alright?"

Elliot was still panting, regaining his breath and so he said nothing, content to do nothing but lay in a daze as his fingers slowly uncurled from their grip on the sheets.

Tannal could see Elliot's ass was stretched from his entrance, the pucker gaping, bright red, and shining with the gleam of Tannal's fluids. "Elliot?" he whispered softly. Tannal cautiously stepped forward and gently lapped at Elliot's abused channel, making his friend groan at the rough tongue running over his tender hole.

Finally, Elliot stirred. "Mhmm. Tannal - "

Tannal pressed his nose into Elliot's neck and gently licked at where he had bitten his friend. "Oh gods, Elliot. Are you alright? I didn't mean to hurt you. I - "

"Tannal," Elliot reached up and wrapped his arms around Tannal's neck, holding him close. "No, it - it felt good."

"It did?" Tannal asked in surprise, slowly lowering his body beside Elliot's limp one. "I was so afraid that I had hurt you. I wanted to slow down, but, somehow I couldn't. I don't really know what came over me."

Elliot laughed softly. "Instincts, remember? You've never been a male cat before." He released Tannal from his hold. "But those barbs - ohhh."

"I forgot that cats have barbs," Tannal said apologetically. "I probably should have shifted into something else. I just - wasn't thinking."

Elliot groaned as he tried to push himself up. "Neither of us were. But, in the end, it felt pretty good. Don't worry about it." He frowned as he reached behind him and winced as he touched his ass. "Gods, what did you do to me?"

Tannal couldn't think of a reply, but figured it was probably rhetorical anyway. He waited patiently while Elliot murmured a healing spell that would make sure Elliot was alright and hopefully dull any residual pain. When Elliot was done, he looked over Tannal and his retreating cock. "Oh, gods. I'm sorry. I came in your fur."

Tannal blinked, then glanced down, suddenly aware of the wet feeling on his stomach and chest. And suddenly, despite the fact that he was covered in Elliot's cum, he began to laugh. "I guess I should apologize, too," he said, laying his heavy body beside Elliot, purring. "I came in your ass."

Elliot blushed deeply again, but he also laughed. "I never said not to." He paused, then he looked at Tannal with a strange look on his face. "Tannal? Was that - was that weird for you?"

Tannal nonchalantly licked his paw, trying to quell the buzzing joy and triumph inside him at the knowledge that he had finally fucked someone. "No. But you have to remember, I've been put through all sorts of weird sexual situations the last few months. This one, honestly, felt pretty normal." He paused and looked at Elliot in concern. "Why? Was it too weird for you? If I did something - "

"No, no." Elliot managed a tired grin. "I mean, it was really weird. I just let a tiger fuck me." He shook his head. "But at the same time, it felt right. And - honestly - it felt pretty good. After I got used to it."

Tannal purred. "I'm glad." He was unbelievably thankful that Elliot had let him do that. And he knew it took a lot for Elliot to allow him to do any of it; and Elliot hadn't complained once about it or stopped him, which made Tannal even more thankful. He closed his eyes happily, replaying what they had just done in his head.

"Tannal?" Elliot asked softly after a few more minutes.

"Yeah?"

"Do you - do you think that we - do you think we might be able to - to do it again?"

Tannal opened his eyes in shock. Elliot was laying next to him, naked, his chest still covered with a spatter of his drying cum. And though his friend was looking away from him, embarrassed to ask such a thing, Tannal's eyes found Elliot's cock and saw that it was already half hard again. Tannal's eyes widened but at the thought of entering that wonderful hole again, he suddenly felt another stirring in his sheath. "El, are you - are you sure?"

Elliot took a steadying breath. "We should probably finish what we've started." He slid back onto the his back and looked up at Tannal needily, spreading his legs again like a female.

Tannal stared at his friend. Elliot's smooth, lithe body was covered with a sheen of sweat and he looked exhausted. But sure enough, his penis was already completely hard and already beginning to leak pre-cum. Tannal was shocked. Did Elliot enjoy having sex with me? he wondered briefly before he slowly began to move forward, a purr beginning to rise from his throat. If Elliot wanted to go again, he certainly wasn't going to complain. Not to mention he of all people had certainly learned to enjoy the feeling of a male's cock within him. Perhaps Elliot just wanted to experience it as much as he could before the night was up. And Tannal wasn't going to stop just because his conscience whispered that he might regret it later. This was now and now, this is what he wanted.

Elliot laid back on the bed breathing quickly as the tiger carefully straddled his body again. Gently, the tiger nuzzled his neck, licking where he had bit him. Then the tiger began to lick Elliot's chest, lapping at the puddle of his own drying cum eagerly. Elliot moaned softly when Tannal's rough tongue slid across his sensitive nipples, coating them with the tiger's saliva and traces of his cum. The tiger paused, then began to lap at his balls, causing his hardened penis to jump and him to cry out. "Ohhhhhhh. Oh, Tannal. No, not like that." He pushed the surprised tiger away. He couldn't explain why, but for some reason, he wanted to feel that cock inside him again, hitting that sweet spot that made him cum so hard before.

Elliot could see the very tip of Tannal's cock beginning to peak out from his sheath, but he wasn't nearly as aroused as Elliot was at the time. Taking a deep breath and trying not to think about what he was doing, Elliot reached up and gently caressed the tiger's sheath. Tannal gasped and then moaned as Elliot tugged on his friend's sheath, his gentle motions coaxing the prickly penis forward out of its furry home.

"Elliot?" Tannal whispered as he felt his penis slide completely free from his sheath. "El, are you sure about this? Because, I have a feeling that if I start, I won't be able to stop - "

"I know!" Elliot pushed Tannal away and took a deep breath. "I need you to finish this," he said, opening his legs again to expose his raw anus. "My - my cock. It still hurts. A lot. I need to cum or I'm going to go crazy." When Tannal didn't look convinced, he added, "It hurts more than my ass does."

Tannal glanced down at Elliot's cum-slicked hole. "I guess there's no point lubricating you - "

"Just shut up and do it," Elliot groaned, turning his head away. "I'm ready for you. Mate me."

Tannal couldn't help but purr. His penis was throbbing with need, his mind was reeling, thinking about what he was about to do, but he couldn't help but be aroused. It had felt so good, thrusting into the tight hole; but the nagging thought of Elliot's pain, the sound of his cries of surprise and pain, and the feral nature of his fucking made him overlook the pleasure. But if Elliot enjoyed it -

Tannal needed no further invitation. So he leapt up on Elliot again, feeling his animal instincts instructing him how to properly go about mating his partner, ignoring the fact that Elliot was not a tigress.

He mounted Elliot's back, lined himself up, and when he felt the puckered opening with his prickly penis tip, he thrust as hard as he could.

Elliot shrieked again, feeling himself ripped open for the second time that night as Tannal violated his no-longer virgin pucker. "Oh gods, Tannal!!! Urrghhh!" he groaned as the tiger continued to pound its hips against him, trying to force its spire deep within his tender bowels. He no longer needed to masturbate while Tannal was fucking him. The sensation alone of Tannal's cock hitting his pleasure spot and his barbs driving in and out of him was enough to drive him mad with desire. He gripped Tannal's sides and buried his face in Tannal's fur to stifle his moaning cries of pleasure and need.

Tannal's first thrust allowed his penis to penetrate only half of his cock into the human boy. Panting, Tannal felt his feline instincts tell him to push himself home and give no regard to the female and so, since Elliot had told him to mate him, he did. Gripping Elliot's neck with his jaws as he did before, Tannal pushed again, harder and rougher than before. Elliot gasped in both agony and pleasure as Tannal pushed forward again, his hips slamming into Elliot's forcefully as he drove his cathood deep into the boy. Quickly, Tannal began to thrust hard and violently, his hips rolling fast as he slammed himself in and out of the moaning boy.

Tannal desperately wanted to stop and make sure Elliot was alright, but his instincts were running rampant now and they told him to keep thrusting, to keep mating; after only a few more thrusts, he felt his climax beginning to approach. All too soon, Tannal felt a roar growing in his throat as his balls began to quiver, preparing to blast their load inside of Elliot. Giving a final brutal thrust, Tannal exploded in Elliot's bowels, roaring in triumph as he filled Elliot was his hot, spewing load. Either Elliot didn't expect him to cum so quickly or he wasn't prepared for the hot liquid that flooded his guts, but he cried out and writhed under Tannal while Tannal emptied himself inside of Elliot's bowels before ripping his barbed cock from his friend. Elliot shrieked and clutched desperately at Tannal as Tannal's fast withdrawal made him spill his own seed all over his chest and Tannal's belly yet again.

Tannal collapsed beside Elliot, watching as the last spurts of his friend's climax sputtered onto his smooth skin. Tannal paused, listening to both himself and Elliot gasping for breath after the fast, but satisfactory mating. But something inside him was different. He felt it almost immediately. That need to dominate, to control and impregnate was suddenly blossoming in his mind - and it was an instinct that he had never felt before. He knew that if he wanted to, he could ignore it. or he could embrace it. Tannal glanced down between his legs at Elliot's mess on his stomach and his own softening cock, fluids dripping from its limp length as it slowly began to retract back into his sheath. After tonight, Elliot might never let him mate him again. And while his mind didn't like the idea of having sex with his friend, his body certainly relished it. Tannal growled softly. He had made up his mind.

After a moment, Tannal felt himself becoming aroused again. He made a soft mewling noise and rose to his feet again, once again lapping Elliot's cum from his chest. Elliot's eyes widened when he saw Tannal's re-hardening cock, but he only moaned when Tannal began to move his powerful body over Elliot's prone one again.

"Please," Tannal gasped, feeling the need beginning to surge within him again. His human mind was fading as his penis continued to throb with more need than he had ever known before. "Again. I need it again."

Elliot's face flickered to a look of apprehension: he never expected Tannal to be so demanding if he let him fuck him. But he set his face in determination and, pulling his legs apart again, nodded. Tannal didn't hesitate and thrust inside him without ceremony.

"Ohhh!" Elliot screamed, gripping the tiger on top of him. "Ohhhh Tannal! Oh, yes!"

Tannal certainly wasn't holding back now: he was fucking as hard as he could. Faster and faster he thrust, feeling his furry balls slapping against Elliot's sore ones with every jerk of his hips. Elliot was writhing under him, thrusting in tandem with him, rubbing and grinding his penis in Tannal's damp, warm fur as Tannal's hips thrust quickly into him. The pleasure built quickly and with a yowl of pleasure, he felt himself release again inside Elliot. Again, he leapt off him, dragging his barbed penis against Elliot's tender ass chute as he went.

"Tannal!" Elliot cried when Tannal withdrew from him. "Please! Oh!" His cock was standing straight up, leaking with need. He hadn't cum like the last two times Tannal had mated him. He twisted away onto his belly, reaching back to spread apart his cheeks. "Please. I need more."

The tiger growled and obeyed eagerly, mounting Elliot's body easily and seizing Elliot's neck in his jaws before he thrust home hard and began to energetically mate him. Elliot whimpered weakly, his anus squeezing around Tannal's throbbing cathood as it worked his insides. Tannal pounded Elliot's almost motionless body until he felt himself release deep within him. When he finished yet again, he leapt off Elliot, watching his friend's ass ooze with his seed.

Elliot pushed himself up, his cock straining with need now as his opened ass leaking fluids all over the practically destroyed bed. It seemed Tannal's fucking had aroused him yet again. He looked down at his jutting manhood, then at Tannal and whimpered softly, looking needily and fearfully at Tannal. Tannal growled softy, approaching Elliot again and butting his head against Elliot when he reached him, causing him to fall back onto the bed. Elliot lifted his head warily. "Oh, Tannal," he murmured. But he had no strength to protest. Elliot looked back with wide eyes, but only put his head down and clutched the sheets tighter. He moaned as he pushed himself up onto all fours and braced himself for the inevitable entry. The tiger lined himself up with his friend's cum-slick hole and thrust. The tiger mounted him without a word and grasped his neck, forcing him down as he entered Elliot's man cunt again. He thrusted, climaxed, and withdrew again.

When Tannal finally pulled out of his friend for the last time Elliot's insides were so coated that he couldn't even feel the barbs, save a pleasurable tickling sensation, as Tannal withdrew. He wasn't even sure how many times they had mated that night. Exhausted and satisfied, Tannal collapsed on the bed next to Elliot, still struggling to regain his breath. "El?" he asked in a soft voice.

Elliot still looked somewhat dazed, but his penis was soft and Tannal could smell his cum so he knew that at the very least, they were both sated for the time being. Elliot turned to Tannal wearily, apprehension and uneasiness in his eyes. "Yeah?"

Tannal nuzzled him tenderly, pressing his furry body against Elliot's naked one. "Thank you."

Elliot managed a tired grin and curled up beside his familiar and friend. "Good night, Tannal," he said exhaustedly.

Tannal purred. "Good night."