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#3 of Day After Day
Warning Sex Ahead. This comes after Damon's Bad Day and The Day After. I may figure out how to put the other two in the series box but its sort of a toss up right now.
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Damon woke up feeling even worse than he had yesterday morning. Defeating Roger last night had pushed his ego up a little higher. He had taken a few drinks to celebrate, and was only now truly discovering that he had taken more than just a few. He could still remember last night fairly well, he just had a horrible headache and felt like he was going to throw up in another ten seconds.
He had prepared for this morning by grabbing a beer from the table and bringing it home with him. He sat up in bed, popped the cap and drank. He almost gagged at the taste but the throbbing in his temples faded a little bit and he thought he could hold breakfast in once he ate it.
The pounding of a fist on the door caused Damon to flinch in pain. ''Damon, get up. Its time for church!''
''Mom, I can't go to church today, I'm sick.''
On school days, Damon's mom would have demanded more proof, but Damon never asked to stay home on Sunday. She just assumed that he really was sick.
''Alright. I actually did find some chicken soup mix. Its in the pantry on the second-to-top shelf.''
''Thanks Mom.''
Even Damon's bedside lamp was hurting his eyes so he shut it off and leaned back against the mattress again. His mind wandered as he tried to sort out exactly what happened last night. The party was better than most of the ones he had been to. The only thing that really stood out in his mind was his fight with Roger. He remembered every detail, even the exact moment he decided how he would take Roger down.
Damon and Alice had left around three in the morning. Alice drove them home. Damon was still buzzed from the victory over Roger, so he ended up drinking a lot more than he planned on. He was no lightweight, but enough alcohol still did the trick.
Damon had realized that he wanted to fuck Alice. He didn't think he had tried to, but he couldn't be sure. ''I hope not. I really doubt she'd want to sleep with someone that wasted.''
He lied there for a while, dozing in and out until he heard his family come home from dinner. He left the lights off and just went over to the computer to work on his homework for school. He went to bed early, still feeling bad from the night before.
Monday morning came bright and early. Actually it was too early to be bright but that didn't stop the alarm clock. Damon could barely focus enough to become human again. He felt his forehead and discovered that it was extremely warm. He went downstairs and took his temperature. It read 102 degrees. His mom called him off of school and he stayed home and slept.
He was woken up around two in the afternoon by a knock on his door. He felt worse, almost losing his disguise right as the door opened. ''Alice?'' He barely had time to recognize her face before he blacked out.
''Oh, shit!'' Alice locked the door and looked down at Damon's unconscious body. In his comatose state, he couldn't keep up his human façade so his black fur shown where it was uncovered by the green sheet he was wrapped in. Alice discovered that the sheet was the only thing covering him when she moved him back onto the bed.
Alice went downstairs and searched through the kitchen for a glass and filled it with water. She returned to his bedroom and pulled a bottle of pills out of her purse. She began rubbing his chest and shoulder trying to rouse him. ''Damon, you need to wake up now.'' His eyes fluttered but remained shut. ''Come on, puppy, you need to get up...'' She shook his shoulder and his eyes stayed open this time.
''Wha?''
''You're having a reaction to the transformation. Its normal, you just need to take a couple pills and you'll be fine.'' She helped him sit up. Even with just that much touching, she could feel the fever coursing through him, threatening to destroy him. ''Here'' She handed him one of the pills and the glass of water.
He swallowed them and coughed a little. ''The pills usually start taking effect in about fifteen to twenty minutes.''
''Alice,'' Damon's voice was really weak, ''thanks...a lot.'' He slipped back into sleep with Alice still rubbing his shoulders. Once she was sure that he was asleep, she stopped her massage and took off her jacket and shoes and let herself become a wolf again. She had been told what the ever-present side effect of the medicine was.
Alice breathed in deeply when she heard Damon stir. ''Are you awake, puppy?''
''I'm awake.'' He looked pretty far gone with a stupid grin pasted on his face. ''Can you come over here for a minute?''
Another deep breath, and Alice complied. He held his paw out and she took it in her own. ''Damn, you're gorgeous.''
''That's the medicine talking.''
''No its not, I mean it. You look amazing.''
Alice just shook her head. Damon pulled it down to his and kissed her. Alice recognized right then that he wasn't like other wolves. She had been warned that the meds would react and he would become a wild animal. That he would take her by force if she didn't comply with his wishes. He didn't seem to be at all wild. He was sweet and kind, even in the wolf's skin he wore.
He pulled her close irresistibly but gently, continuing the kiss for long seconds that seemed to stretch until eternity. His paws drifted down to the base of her shirt and began to caress the soft fur of her belly, working imperceptibly upward. Her paws followed suit and began to caress the chest of the lovely black wolf she had created.
His paws slid down out of her shirt and began working at unbuttoning the front of her blouse. They continued their work slowly and determinedly, and were halfway done when they finally broke their kiss. Damon began to kiss her neck, and even rub his sharp teeth softly over the delicate flesh.
Alice left him to his fun as her own hands slid down to her own pants and unbuttoned them and slid them off slowly, so as not to disturb her sweet puppy. He slid her blouse off of her arms and she was clad only in her bra and her thong. He backed off and stared at the wonderful goddess before him.
Another kiss while Damon handily undid her bra allowing her firm breasts to support themselves. He slipped his muzzle down and began to caress them with his tongue.
Alice felt like she was in heaven. The warm moist tongue sliding over her breasts was a feeling she had never even imagined. Her hands moved down the other wolf's chest, one beginning to caress his groin, the other slipping inside her thong.
The instant Alice's hand touched Damon's tool, he let out a small moan and began again to caress the wonderful orbs in front of his mouth with greater fervor. His hands slid down to hers and assisted in removing her final article of protection.
''I don't have any protection...'' Damon's voice was still distant, but it was filled with regret.
''Don't worry, furries are immune to those types of diseases and we also know exactly when we would have a baby. We're perfectly safe from either possibility.''
''I love you.''
Another kiss. This time, Damon's paw began rubbing her slit, preparing for its encounter with something a bit larger. Alice moved the sheet out from between them and finally had a good look at what would shortly be inside her.
Damon was large even for his size. His prick was at least seven full inches long and was pretty thick. Alice moved to rub her nether regions against it without allowing it to penetrate her.
Damon returned his attention to her breasts after another small moan of pleasure. He also began bucking his hips slowly. Both of them fell into the slow, loving rhythm of the waterbed.
Soon Alice knew that she couldn't stand the suspense any longer. She positioned herself a little further up on Damon and slowly slid down, using her paws to guide Damon's member into her. She couldn't suppress a moan as she felt it forcing its way inside of her. Slowly, so as not to hurt herself, she pressed further and further down until she was resting on Damon's knot. Once again they fell into the pace set by the bed. It was a slow loving pace that felt amazing for both of them.
They continued for what seemed like days until both of them felt that they couldn't keep going for any longer. Alice felt the incredible warmth of her orgasm and clamped down hard on Damon. Damon thrust forward one last time, burying his knot inside of her and releasing a flood of warm fluids into her. She moaned again as her second orgasm came with the rush of semen into her cunt.
Exhausted, she slumped forward on top of Damon's chest. He used his paw to pull the hair out of her face and kissed her once more. ''I love you.''
''I love you too, puppy.''
They fell asleep in each other's arms.