The Dream That turned Real - The Canine Underworld - Part 10
#10 of The Dream That Turned Real: The Canine Underworld
The Canine Underworld - Part of The Dream That Turned Real series
Part #10 - Dream within a Dream (First Person, Mike's POV, Introspective, Character Development)
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As I finally drifted off into a deep slumber, I had this dream, of myself, both in human and beast forms, whilst a lone spotlight shone down and illuminated our forms in the pitch blackness. I was literally looking up at, and down upon myself. All three of myself; Human, Anthro werewolf, and Feral werewolf.
From my Anthro and Feral sides looking at my human side, I saw but a weak, yet determined kid, a teen with no regrets, a do-no-wrong kind of guy who, at one time, had no friends, and a strong want to fit in.. with a dark side reflected in his wolven forms.
Looking as a human to my wolven companions, I saw more than what I wanted to be. At first, I was a simple, down to Earth Anthro lycanthrope, turned by another Wolf out of love. Now, after two weeks on Earth and three days in Hell, I was Feral, more of a hulking beast with an almost uncontrollable rage. I was as scary as the place I had been dropped into.
My Anthro wolf's form was about equal to Ryans' in height at six-eight, yet I had less muscle mass than him, toned down into a slimmer sprinter's build, enough power for gliding through the forest, agile enough to come within three feet of a tree before making that all-important sidestep before crashing into that tree.
My Feral's form, on the other hand, was a good half-foot taller than my Anthro form at seven-five, with double the muscle, dense yet compact. He was built for this place, destined to wander the ramparts of Hell's wasteland, capturing what souls he could, to drag them to his den for later consumption, or pleasure, should the mood ever arise.
They both had different pelts. Anthro had a dark and rusty brownish-gray as his main full-body fur color, with a vertical white double diamond shape on his right arm. Feral was a shade away from jet black, and had fur in only the areas that humans had for body hair, with the double diamond now on the left, being of a bright blood-red color, that broke off into a simple thorned celtic tribal chain that extended to his wrist. He also had a half-crest of Celtic tribal design mirrored over each eye, of the same shade of red.
Anthro's eyes were a dim yellow compared to my dark brown, both of which were shadowed by Feral's bright red-streaked yellow eyes, that just glared into the darkness, searching for any potential threats, before both wolves looked at me.
As wolves staring at my former human half, I was embarrassingly shorter than the wolves, at six feet, two inches with muscles that fit a female who'd been working as a lumber-jill, or a man who swung sledgehammers his whole life. My hair hung just below my shoulders, and I had the facial hair of a wildman, as well as the normal body 'fur' that accompanied adolescence.
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While I was busy admiring all our forms, Anthro sat on his haunches, as Feral sat as a dog would. Using odd hand gestures, Anthro instructed me to sit as well. He then held out his hand-paw in the center of our little circle. Feral put out his paw in the same manner next to Anthro's. Almost instinctively, I placed both my hands onto their paws.
"We will all get through this." Anthro said, but his voice was different than my own. It was deeper, more refined. Oddly, I even sounded like Michael Jackson, right down to his pitch and timbre, but still not the real deal.
"Together." Feral growled. His voice was deeper still, and grittier, but light when he spoke. "The Supreme One shall come, and he shall give us our redemption, and rescue us from this unholy dimension."
"We shall wait until then." Anthro replied. "Provided we don't go crazy in the meantime."
"Have you any questions to be answered? Fantasies to be fulfilled?" Feral asked.
"May I feel my furs? I'd like to compare the textures between the two." I asked, testing the waters.
"You may. It is your body, after all."
I parted hands with Anthro to feel his fur. It felt amazingly soft to my touch, like nothing I had felt before. Ryan's couldn't compare to this.
"Oh, my, that's so soft, I'm practically huggable!" I said, removing my other hand from Feral's paw to hug Anthro, nuzzling his chest fur as he hugged back.
"Hey, where's my lovin'?" Feral rumbled sadly.
I broke my hug with Anthro to feel the other's fur. It was coarse, dense and felt rough to the touch.
"Ooh, wow, this is perfect for running through thick brush, isn't it? Yet I can still feel my muscles through it." I told Feral before hugging him, as he brought a paw to my back to return the hug for a few seconds.
"So," I said while pulling back from the hug. "What other features do I have?"
"You have... these," Anthro said, getting up and turning around to show my wings, which the arms were covered in fur. The main area of the wings were like membranes, similar to bat or dragon wings. I touched one of them, and Anthro smiled at the feeling.
"How bad would it hurt if this membrane-stuff gets torn or something?" I asked.
"I would think it'd be about the same as ripping your toenail straight off the bed, though you have managed not to mangle them up pretty good."
Turning around to feel Feral's wings, I was greeted by his furry rear, tail raised for full display.
"What the--" I said in a repulsed tone.
"Oh, no, you're definitely not going there, Mister." Anthro told Feral, bringing his tail back down. "You must control yourself. Remain abstenant."
"Aww, please?" Feral asked with the best puppy-dog stare he could come up with.
Anthro just rolled his eyes. "You're just reusing an already fulfilled fantasy. We are already mated, remember? Please, do not creep us out."
"I Know we're mated, but ever since this happened, I haven't gotten any ass action lately. Or anything up front."
Anthro pinched himself on the bridge of his muzzle. "Seems that Lust and Pride have overtaken you. Plus... as an added bonus, the term for your proposed act would be 'fucking yourself', since we are part of him, one and the same. And you know how weird that one is. Do not want, Feral."
"Well, this is but a dream, it's his call." Feral replied before turning his head toward me. "So, what's it gonna be? Personally, I don't care if you don't want it, but if you choose to, the clock's ticking, 'cause you're gonna wake up to go pee on the dingo in a couple of hours."
I looked at Anthro, then Feral, double-taking between the two for a few seconds.
"I suppose we are but three separate entities in here, so... I will sit with my back turned to you. You may go ahead and.. do what comes naturally." Anthro said, doing what he just told us.
"Am I loaded?" I asked feral.
"Not back there, but up here, I am fully stocked and ready to rock. Let's start with where I left off, shall we?" Feral replied pointing to his crotch, turning round and lifting his tail high again.
"And just what is it you wanted me to do, again?"
"Since you and I are one, we're both thinking the same thing at the same time. And what you're thinking is, dare you lick your butt? We have the same musk, the same scent, so you wouldn't taste much, aside from your own human colon."
I stared at the pulsating mound presented before me, wondering if I really could go through with this. It was a dream, though, but still... something in the back of my head was telling me this was wrong on so many levels.
"Aw, jeez, I can't bring myself to do it." I said after getting a whiff of Feral's backside.
"Here, let me help you with that." Feral said before letting a big one go in my face.
"Dude!" I recoiled in protest before becoming intoxicated by the cloud of pheromones he released. "Whoa, what the fuck was that?" I said in a dazed tone.
"Just the newest scent from yours truly, and you're the test subject."
"Are you serious, Feral? You're that desperate that you forced him against his will to do that?" Anthro said.
"Yeeesss.. Just another one of his fantasies being fulfilled." Feral grinned widely.
*THIRD PERSON BREAK*
Mike then pressed his nose into Feral's ass, getting all the scent as he could, as Feral farted in his face again, the spicy smell washing over his taste buds. Anthro couldn't watch, so he took a few big steps away and sat with his back to them.
Feral groaned as Mike started to tongue his ass. "Ooh, I know, let's try this position. You've gotten me good and wet, already."
Mike pulled back as Feral laid down and rolled onto his back, holding his rear legs up with his tail out of the way.
"There we go. Now you can suck me while you fuck me, how's that?"
"Mmm, sounds grrrrreat!" Mike giggled as he got into place.
"Oh! One sec." Feral said, before he used his wings to raise himself off the ground. "Hurts a little, but it's worth it."
"You ready?" Mike asked the smiling wolf.
"Born ready. Stick'em in!"
Mike then pushed his six inch human cock between Feral's asscheeks, as Feral clenched his hole to give the human some resistance to enhance their pleasure. Finally, after getting donkey-punched in the area between his hole and scrotum (the 'gooch' as some say), Feral opened up and let Mike slide in everything he had at once before clamping down.
"Whoa, that was like tossing a hot dog down a hallway, heh."
As Mike started slowly thrusting into Feral, the wolf started stroking his sheath until his fourteen-inch red member slithered out into the human's waiting maw, who gobbled it down like it was the only thing he wanted.
Feral moaned and whined as he received the double-fist-pumping pleasure, the human's cock rubbing all the good spots in his ass, and his wet mouth, his hot breath, slobbering all over his wolf-meat.
"Damn, that mouth is good! Ah! Ohh..."
Anthro sighed and rolled his eyes hearing all the noise, before looking down at his own member, which was already hard and leaking pre like a fountain. His expression then turned to one of annoyance. He tried as hard as he could to ignore it, to resist grabbing onto that fleshy rod between his legs. It worked, for a minute or so, before he caught himself doing the opposite.
'Aw, damn... fuck it.' he thought before getting up and walking over to the pair.
"Um, guys? Can I have in?" Anthro asked the mating pair.
"Thought you didn't want any." Feral replied to the blushing werewolf as the human pulled away from his crotch to look. "Okay, new position. Dub-Pen on the human!"
Mike pulled out as they got themselves ready. Feral landed with a thump as he pulled his wings from under him and got up.
"There's a few ways of pulling this off, but what's the best way... hmm.." Anthro said. "On the floor, or standing up, or a combination of the two."
"Well, my dick's longer than yours, so let's try it fuck-train style!" Feral exclaimed.
"Thank you for pointing that out, Feral." Anthro replied as they tried out the position. To their surprise, it worked, Feral's cock slid under Anthro's, and their cock heads were just level with each other, as they both pushed forward at the same time.
"WHOA! OH! WHOOHOO!!! WHO-OLY CRAP!" Mike's human form yelled out as his lycanthropic forms slammed into him, pushing him forward as he tried to push back and hold himself steady.
"Go on, let it out, nobody's gonna hear ya. Except for us." Feral said, all the while Mike's screams of pain faded into grunts and groans of carnal pleasure.
"Feels better now that you're used to it, I take it?"
"Way better, though it feels like a horse going past his ring."
"Like that video you saw that one time? The one where--" Anthro said before Feral cut him off.
"Horse shoves it balls-deep in the guy's ass, shredding his guts to ribbons. Aw, fuck, going soft because of that."
"That reminds me of how I came to be, because Ryan did the same thing." Anthro told the two as he pulled out. "Aw, way to go, now I'm out. Jeez!"
While Mike's human form recovered from the endeavor, his wolf forms sheathed up and sat down to cuddle the human, Feral licking him on the face.
"You okay?" Anthro asked.
"Yeah." Mike replied, before he felt the touch of his furry forms start to fade, their combined body heat disappearing.
"Uhh, what's going on?"
"I- We can only guess that you're waking up."
"Huh, okay." Mike said as everything faded out.
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I woke up to a growing, almost searing, burning pain deep in my ass. I felt constricted, as if a boa had wrapped itself around me. Looking down, I saw a pair of big red hands were holding me steady on whatever my hole was impaled on. Feeling below me, I felt something familiar, yet larger than what I was accustomed to.
'Ohh, this is sooo not good...' I thought as I dared to look up at my captor. What I saw looked like it came from the second Diablo game: the Megademon. He looked down at me, and with an evil grin, roughly thrust his giant cock into my over-stretched hole.
I screamed out in very extreme pain as my ass was torn open to make room for his giant length as he continued his brutal, violent fucking. Even though I was into this kind of stuff, no matter how many times I had fantasized about it, I was usually the top. I had a general idea of the amount of pain that was inflicted, but I never thought that it was this bad, as I kept screaming, roaring, bellowing for this.. this.. beast (wait, what am I saying? i'm one...), to stop and release me, but he just kept going...
At first, he only had the head in there, he was fucking me with just that. Then he shoved half of his fifteen-incher in, followed quickly by the rest of it, piercing through my organs as Ryan did the first time, shattering my pelvis and ribcage... Splitting me in half...
And then he came, flooding my insides with his cum to overflowing, even forcing it's way into my skull, the pressure inside turning my brains into pulp as he darkly laughed in satisfaction, surrounding me with his wings to absorb what was left of me.
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I woke up screaming. So loud, I had unleashed my sonic lion roar inside the house, blasting everyone to the walls, before breaking down into tears.
"Oh, my god! Mike, are you alright? What happened, Did something bite you?.. O-Or try to posess you? Please, tell me, I need to know!" Ryan blurted before slapping his own mouth, realizing he just used that word again.
"Ahh, crikey, that was a bomb... Uhhgggh.." Dan groaned as he pulled himself off of the wall while Ryan held me. Sniffing himself, the dingo groaned in disgust now, as the scare made him let loose in his leathers.
The minotaur stepped up to Ryan and I. "Do you wish to lose your only home, all because something scared you in your sleep?" he yelled. "You almost brought this place down on all of us!! Should I toss you to the Demons next time?!"
Ryan growled as he entered his Feral state in preperation to defend me. "FUCK OFF!!" he bellowed as he picked up the bullman as if he were nothing, and tossed him back against the wall, slamming him to the ground, snapping off the tip of his right horn, then back to the wall, snarling in his face.
"Do you know.. what happens.. when you cross.. ME?!!" Ryan shouted in Gorns' face. "I will rip.. your fucking ASS.. TO SHREDS! Should you EVER speak like that to any of us AGAIN!"
As Ryan continued on, Dan snuck over to my side and sat next to me.
"Y-You, ah, you okay, Mike?" he asked, in a gentle, caring tone while rubbing where he hit his head.
"Yeah, I'm starting to feel better. Why?"
"You must've had quite a nightmare to make you do.. what you did earlier."
"Yea, I did."
"Would you like to share it with me, if it's not too painful for you?" Dan asked, rubbing my back in a friendly manner.
"ALRIGHT, I YIELD, YOU WIN!! AAGGHH!!!!" Gornak shouted in pain as Ryan disemboweled and dismembered him, leaving the minotaur a bloody mess lying on the ground to regenerate later.
"Whoa! Good game, Ry, you really pummeled him!" Dan congratulated the werewolf.
"Now you know what's gonna happen the next time you annoy me, Dingo." Ryan snarled, making Dan back into a corner and ball up in fear.
"Now, as I was about to ask, what would've happened to give you such a fright like that?" Ryan then asked me in that same caring, concerned tone. "Nothing happened out here 'cause I was awake, so it must've been a bad dream. Are you calmed down enough that you can give me any details on what happened?"
"It was about those Demons... A-And I was getting raped by one, and i-it... *sniffle* It killed me with its giant cock!" I wailed.
"Oh, my poor puppy had a nightmare... Come here, I'll make you feel better." he said before we hugged.
"Y'know, from your description, I can only guess that it's related to that time Ry chased ya down." Dan told me. "From what I can recall, Ryan did nail you in his Feral form after you met him."
"Hmm, I suppose that makes sense, since he did give me the Mr. Hands treatment that time." I said, looking at Ryan, who looked away in shame. "Ryan, look at me." I told him, turning his head to face mine. "No matter what, we're still gonna be together. We'll make it through this, and we can make it through anything."
"Um... H-How big was he?" Ryan asked.
"Uh-" I paused, trying to remember the exact size of the monsters' girth. "Big. Very big."
"Like hyper-big?" Dan asked.
"Huge-er than what Gorn's packing."
The bull-man's eyes widened. "Let me check. I'm going to tap into your MindLink and see just how big."
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Gornak placed a single digit to the werewolfs' temple, and started to search for the recent nightmare that Mike had.
"I think.... I've got it..." Gorn said as he found the monster lurking in his mind.
"So whazzie look like?" Dan asked. Can you project stuff like Lycaon can?"
"Ohh, it's been years since I last did anything of the sort. But I shall try."
The minotaur closed his eyes and held out his other hand towards the floor, as he mumbled an incantation that he hoped was the one that he remembered for projecting things from other peoples' minds.
"Ahh, what's going on, guys?" Lupo said, coming back from whatever he was doing with the dragon.
"Mike had a nightmare, so Gorn's gonna wipe it from his memory, heh."
"Gotcha!" Gorn rumbled as the area next to his hand glowed a bright white, the light wrapping around the form of the demon.
As the light faded away to reveal the monstrosity's true form, they wondered what it was. Gornak was very unsure of himself now, as he may have materialized a Demon that they may not be able to kill off later, should the action need to be taken.
"Ohh, my...." Mike said as he stared at the form that began to step out of the light.
"I humbly thank you, kind souls, for releasing me from my torment." the demonic presence said in a trembling tone as he fell to his knees and groveled.
"Get behind me, guys! It may be a trick!" Dan said, holding his whip close to his side, the handle glowing a deep blue.
The Megademon spoke lightly, his head down, looking up at the others. "You have my eternal servitude to do as you will with me. Again, I thank you, all of you, for letting me live."
After a quick moment, the minotaur called a huddle to decide what to do with this new entity.
"Stay. We shall determine your fate. Do not move..." Gorn told the demon in that dark, evil tone, his eyes still glowing dimly as he turned to join the huddle.
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"Ah, man, ohmanohman... This is the very definition of 'suck' right here. I won't blame you, Gorn, I thought that thing up. What're we gonna do with it?" I asked, looking between Dan and Ryan at the monster that just spawned from my head. Oddly enough, he was just sitting there, cross-legged, cool-headed, looking like he was meditating.
"Well, it seems friendly... Maybe he won't be much of a threat to us." Lupo said.
"True, although... how can we be so sure he's not playing us?"
"Perhaps, like the dragon, he will be of use to us..." Gorn grinned, lowering an eyebrow.
"How?" Ryan asked.
"He may have abilities we do not. He may be able to... persuede his own kind into building our army. He might even be able.. to get us out of here."
Everyone agreed at that thought. "How are we gonna test him out? Gorn? Anyone?"
"Wing it?" Dan suggested, Ryan replying with a light yank of his tail. "Ow!"
"I suppose we should interrogate him, then later, find his strengths and weaknesses." Gorn said.
"And he's willing to serve us, like the camel." Ryan commented.
"'Kay, Gorn, we'll go with your idea first, then Dan's. We'll get all necessary info first, then we'll put him to work-" I said before Dan interrupted.
"Sucking cock?"
"Not!" I snapped back.
"I think this discussion is adjourned until later." Gorn stated, ending the huddle.
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Third Person
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"Your life has been spared, being. You may get up." Gorn told the demon.
"Thank you." the demon said as the others lined up beside Gorn.
"We have shared our thoughts about you, and we shall let you stay in my abode. But take heed: Should you be caught harming the others, you shall be stoned whilst being impaled, and left for the rest of your kind to feast upon." the bullman continued. "And in this house, there is no prejudice, so we will not call you 'slave', but rather, 'friend'."
"F-friend..." the demon echoed.
"Speaking of which, what is your name? What do you call yourself?
"M-Modruk. That is my name. Modruk R'Corun."
"An interesting name. What information do you have of your Leader?"
"None, for you all are my leaders."
"Hmm.. The--"
"What's your favorite color?" Dan interjected before Gorn's mighty hand shoved him back.
"Please ignore that last question."
"Okay."
"Now.. uh.. nm.." Gorn stalled. "Do you remember any recent hunts that have happened in this realm?"
"Huh, now that you mention, I do remember just walking around, but then this great beast jumped me, and then used me for his own satisfation." Modruk described.
Mike's eyes snapped open; Was this the result of his reckless breeding impulse?
"There was another, too. But it stayed back, perhaps waiting for it's turn."
"Listen well. If you recognize any of us from that memory, you can tell us."
"I.. can, actually, it looked like him, over there." the demon Modruk pointed to Ryan.
"Then that means... Mike, step forward, if you will."
Mike came forth, as per Gorn's request, wondering if he was busted.
"Show him your other face."
Without question, Mike shifted into his full Feral form, wings spread slightly. Modruk screamed like a ninny and promptly hid behind Gornak.
Mike quickly shifted back to his anthro form and promptly backed off, slipping outside.