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Darokko couldn't pat himself on the back any harder for fear that he might pull something. Jazz's birthday had gone off without a hitch, well, as well as a party with a bunch of animals could go. The last few goodnights and happy birthdays were given as the evening began to wind down, and soon the wolveroo had kicked everyone out of his place, sans the birthday otter.

"So, have a good time?" Darokko asked casually, tossing a few red, plastic cups away.

"Yeah! Did you?" Said Jazz as he stumbled from his spot on the couch to help the cleaning effort, the otter a little tipsy on his feet.

"Yeah, mostly glad you did though." The wolveroo said as he stopped and lightly pushed the mustelid back onto the plush couch. Jazz fell back with a light squeak and chuckle, watching the stockier male clean up little messes here and there.

"Oh, before I forget, I have another gift for you." The otter's ears flicked forward before a smile tugged at his lips.

"The party wasn't enough?" Jazz said with a slight chuckle, swinging his tail into his lap and kneading it softly, excited at the prospect of another gift.

"Not for me." Darokko was settling the last few dishes in the sink to wash the next morning. "But it's not here. We have to go downtown for it."

Jazz glanced at his watch then back to the wolveroo with a puzzled look. "It's nearly midnight, why do we have to go downtown for it?"

"Because the hotel I'm taking you to is downtown." Said Darokko plainly.

Jazz raised a brow curiously. "Hotel? Why there?"

"If you keep asking questions you're just going to ruin the surprise, so hush and gimme your keys." Said the hybrid firmly, holding out a thick paw before the otter. Jazz rolled his eyes and relinquished his car keys, which lead to the otter being yanked up into by the offering paws and hauled onto the wolveroo's shoulder. The smaller, if slightly taller male squeaked loudly as he was manhandled but, allowed himself to be carried out of Darokko's apartment and to his car.

The ride was...Faster, than Jazz felt totally comfortable with, however with the otter in the slightly inebriated state he couldn't do much about it besides grip his seatbelt and be thankful that the streets and freeway were fairly empty.

"Remind me to never let you drive." Jazz grumbled as much as an otter could, his brow flattened and his pleasant buzz thoroughly harshed. Darokko only grinned, stuffing the otter's keys back into their owner's pocket before leading the way into the high rise hotel.

The elevator ride was unsettlingly quiet, Jazz only hazarding a few glances to Darokko, who was too busy grinning like the cat that ate the canary. They got off on the eighth floor, the hybrid twirling a key card casually between his fingers as he directed the otter to a door not far from the elevator. With an electronic click, the door opened to a dimly lit room, the wolveroo stepping back and waving his friend inside.

Jazz could tell the room was pretty nice even from the faint light filtering in though the window, along with his own soft,red bioluminescence. It looked spacious and comfortable, but he wouldn't have any real time to admire the room further; as soon as he heard the door shut and lock behind him, a sudden, furry weight slammed into his back and a pair of thick arms wrapped around his waist. The otter yelped, and tried to jump in surprise but, he was being held too tightly.

"Oh will you stop, you act like this has never happened before." Darokko rumbled as he lifted the otter up and off the ground, carrying him to the king sized bed. The wolveroo carefully deposited Jazz at the foot of the bed before lightly tackling him against the soft mattress, attacking the mustelid's neck with teasing nips and licks. Jazz giggled softly and wriggled against the sheets, he was familiar with this kind of attention from the stocky male but, that didn't stop it from making him squirm playfully.

"You know, you didn't have to get a hotel room for us to, ya know." Jazz said followed by a squeak from a particularly slow lick over his Adam's apple.

"Hey, I did it for a reason!" Said Darokko gruffly, pushing himself up to straddle the smaller male's thighs. "And the reason is...This!" Darokko reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small, metal box tied with a ribbon, pressing it into the otter's webbed and glowing paws.

Jazz tilted his head curiously as he carefully opened the box. Inside was a braided leather bracelet, with a three silver beads trapped in the middle of the black cords. Heat flashed across the otter's cheeks as he pulled the bracelet out of the box.

"You got this for me?" Jazz asked softly, unsure of how to take the gesture.

"Made it, but yeah." Darokko answered, a self satisfied grin splitting his muzzle.

"Aw, thank you, Rokko." Jazz smiled back before moving to fasten the bracelet around his wrist but, before he could the hybrid quickly took the bracelet back and clipped it onto his own. The otter was surprised but that feeling quickly turned inquisitiveness as he watched the other male, move the beads a certain way until they were each about an inch apart.

"I'll give it back to you at the end of the night." Darokko snarled, deeper than the otter expected him to. Jazz was never given a chance to inquire further, yelping softly as his muzzle suddenly found itself pressed into the wolveroo's. The kiss was impulsive and hungry, the otter letting out a muffled groan as his friend's tongue invaded his mouth with little warning. Jazz panted through his nose as he bashfully slid his arms around the other male's back, slowly drawing his shirt up to run his webbed paws through the other's fur.

Despite his thoughts growing hazy and scattered from arousal, Jazz felt something different as he made out with the hybrid. Darokko's fur was always a little coarse and a bit oily however, now it felt slick, as if it was wet and just lacking the moisture. The kiss was deep and seemed especially passionate with a lot more tongue than he was used to feeling from the hybrid. Things felt... odd to the smaller male, and they looked just as odd as the kiss was broken and he opened his eyes.

Their gazes met for a moment, Darokko's eyes were the same orange but, what looked like ink started to creep in from the edges of his sclera, staining the white with a sinister black. Jazz was unsettled though unafraid, a small, nervous smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle.

Darokko smiled back, showing his much more menacing teeth. With the kiss broken, the hybrid took the moment to peel off his shirt and toss it way, Jazz's eyes quickly flicking downward. Even in the poor light, Jazz could easily see the pattern of Darokko's fur looked different, the black color appearing to melt into the brown. The otter wiggled himself up slightly, opening his mouth to speak as he watched the monster transformation take place, but Darokko caught him into another kiss.

Jazz struggled only for a second before he was pinned against the bed once more, subdued by the deep lip lock. The otter's was trapped in his maw by the wolveroo's, which felt longer and thicker and pleasantly wetter. Just as quickly as the kiss started, it ended and Jazz was left panting softly while Darokko loomed over him, his long, gold, and tentacle like tongue hanging from his grinning muzzle.

"Yes, it's the bracelet." Darokko answered before the otter could catch his breath, his voice deeper and more the threading. "And it can do this."

Jazz's small ears swiveled forward, giving Darokko a quizzical glance before something smooth and warm and damp traveled up his ankles. The little otter jumped and tried to kick whatever was moving around his legs but, it that only made the monster wolveroo chuckle deeply.

"Relax will you." Darokko rumbled to his friend, moving himself off the otter's thighs and giving Jazz's belly a gentle rub. "Please?"

Jazz found it more than a little hard to calm down as he glanced down to his legs. In the dull darkness he could make out a puddle of black fluid with Darokko's tail in the center, looking as if the color had bled from the wolveroo's tail and onto the floor. From the puddle, two small, but deceptively strong tendrils had climbed out of the pool and held the otter's legs in place while winding up his pant legs.

"What is that?" Jazz asked shyly, fiddling softly with his paws as he felt the tendrils travel smoothly up his thighs and under his boxers, unaware of the two others that stretched along either side of the bed

"I don't really know but, it's fun to play with." Darokko rumbled as he took as took at seat at the foot of the bed, while the two spare tentacles shot from their hiding place and coiled tightly around the otter's wrists. Jazz barked in surprised as his arms were tugged slowly over his head against his half-hearted protests. Darokko smiled inwardly as the otter was held helpless over the bed; the sight would have been perfect, just the little otter had too many clothes on.

More tentacles rose from the inky puddle, slipping effortlessly under Jazz's shirt and tugging softly at the fly of his pants, moving dexterously around his clothes until they were dragged away from the otter body, leaving him only in his boxers. Jazz's cheeks grew even hotter and the red bands of fur around his wrist and tail glowed a little brighter, turning his attention back to the monster hybrid leering at him from the edge of the bed.

"Better." Darokko said with a deep rumble, stroking his short beard idly. "But... what do I do with you now?"

Jazz was silent, his small ears laid flat against his head as he felt two more tendrils, one thicker than the other, slide along the length of his leg. The appendages found the legs of the otter's boxers and slowly slithered their way in, causing Jazz to squirm softly in place. The thinner of the two tendrils found its way into the pouch of the underwear and slid right against the otter's sheath, which was swollen the moment his clothes were taken from him. Jazz fidgeted against the tentacles holding him in place as the entirety of his swelling sheath was coiled in the cool appendage. The attention was enough to bring the otter to full arousal, his boxers tenting as his shaft escaped his surrounded sheath.

The little otter had nearly forgotten about the other tentacle until it found the valley under his tail, the thick appendage grinding eagerly alone the smooth fur. Jazz whimpered out softly, trying and failing once again to move as he felt the tendril at his rear slowly work its way between the two cheeks.

Darokko grinned as he worked, controlling the semi-sentient appendages as easily as he controlled his digits. The monster wolveroo's tentacles writhed against the helpless otter, making the one coiled around the sheath slip up higher to grip and squeeze the stiff member softly, while the other found the tight ring nestled between Jazz's grey mounds. With a thoughtful hum, Darokko changed the tendrils texture, turning them from dry and cool to slick and wet, prefect what he had planed next.

The sudden wetness made the otter flinch while his back arched as the very tip of the now gel-like tendril swept under his tail rudder, lubricating the little male messily. The tendril poked and prodded between the otter's asscheeks, spreading a viscous layer of off 'precum' over the grey fur until, with a lewd and slick sound, wriggled its way in.

Jazz pressed his head back into the bed, letting out a muted groan as he was penetrated by the obsidian ooze. His tunnel clenching tightly, but, with the substance's malleable nature and incredible slickness, the otter's struggles did nothing. Jazz trembled blissfully as the invader stopped at a few inches; just enough to caress the otter's prostate, which it did greedily. The tentacle still around the otter's now fully turgid but still hidden cock began to stroke and fondle the length, leaving trails of thick, supernatural lube along its red and glowing surface.

Darokko watched his friend with a predatory glare, his swagger fading as his own arousal grew. He groped at the thick bulge in his pants as he felt what his tentacles felt, the warm, soft, tight insides and the stiff, throbbing flesh. The sensation on his end was pleasant however, the ooze-like tools had surprisingly few nerve endings and he desired a much more direct touch.

Jazz, far too wrapped up in his own pleasure, didn't notice the hybrid stand, yank away his pants, and sidle along mustelid's legs, although he did feel himself be turned onto his paws and knees and his boxers get torn away, still held in place by the black limbs.

Darokko gripped the otters hip's in his tightly, making the smaller male grunt from the ten, thankfully blunt claws dig softly into his flesh. Jazz turned his head slightly, his eyes half lidded as he felt the tendril inside him slowly wriggle it's way free with a soft but vulgar slurping sound. The little otter moaned as his tunnel was left woefully empty but, with a hard thrust of his hips, Darokko filled Jazz effectively.

Jazz lurched forward and whimpered loudly into the bed as his rudder was arched over his back and gripped by the male buried balls deep inside him. The monster wolveroo allowed the hot and slicken tunnel to adjust around him for a few moments, savoring the tight flexing and clenching before he moved himself into a much better position. He leaned over the prone otter, pulling the grey tail to the side and hugging around Jazz's chest tightly with one arm and supporting himself with the other.

"Ready?" Darokko snarled softly into Jazz's ear.

Jazz only shook his head followed by a shallow groan. Slowly, Darokko drew his hips back then trusted forward roughly, each of his tendrils quivering around the otter as they both moaned unison. Jazz couldn't help himself from flexing and clenching around the invading cock when it slowly slid out of him just to slam back in. The otter's eyes flickered shut as he groaned out as he was thrust into again, the male above him building a slow but, deep pace.

Darokko, face was drawn into a silent snarl as he pounded into the otter's tight tailhole, angling himself just enough to have the blunt head of his cock meet Jazz's prostate with each thrust. Colors exploded behind the otter's eyelids with the sensation of every thrust, his cock leaking precum profusely thanks to the wolveroo working over his gland and the tendril still slowly stroking the glowing dick.

The otter whined and shuddered and despite being held in place by the inky tentacles, tired his best to rock his hips back into Darokko's, meeting the hard pumps with weak ones of his own. The monster wolveroo bowed his head as the rapidity of his fucking went from calm and rough to a wild and frantic rhythm. The abrupt increase left the otter breathless and shivering as his aching hole was pounded into, the puddle of pre growing with each thrust.

"Agh...Almost there." Jazz managed to whimper out between his formless noises of pleasure, his lust filled words only adding more fuel to Darokko's fire. The monster drilled the otter soundly, his throbbing member owning the sensitive orifice as he plugged away with wild abandon. The pair moved in a hastening rhythm together, the dull slap of hips meeting rump turned into a resounding smack of flesh against flesh. Jazz could give little warning as his body tensed, his tail hole clenched and his breath seized in his lungs.

The otter's climax was quiet but earthshakingly intense, his glowing cock throbbing hard as he shot slick, white seed between his belly and the bed sheets in energetic volleys, with more being coaxed out by the greedy tendril. Jazz's ring clenched involuntarily, gripping the monster's thrusting cock with a near vice-like tightness. Darokko wanted to hold off for a few more moments but, it became impossible as long as he remained inside the climaxing otter, and he wasn't about to pull out.

Darokko snorted and snarled, and then with a proud roar he came, pumping his seed under the otter's trembling tail with desperate thrusts. More black tendrils shot out from the puddle and looped around Jazz tightly as Darokko rocked his hips hard, working to push his cum deeper into the claimed mustelid's hole. The monster wolveroo's climax lasted for a long while, shooting hot jets of his spunk into the well-fucked otter until he finally collapsed onto a shaky arm. Jazz blushed harder than he had all night at the feeling of some of the hard earned seed escaping and rolling down to his empty balls, panting softly as he clenched tighter around the thick cock plunged deep inside him.

Darokko huffed weakly and lowered his head to nuzzle along the otter's cheek, giving the spot an affectionate lick with his longer tongue. Jazz chuckled softly as he returned the exhausted male's lick. The wolveroo gently rolled them onto their sides with his last bit of strength, wordlessly loosing the grip of the tendrils around the otter's wrists but keeping the other's wrapped safely around him.

"So...Pretty okay birthday gift?" Darokko asked with a low growl, yawning softly afterward.

"Pretty okay." Jazz said with a slight smile as he let his eyes close.

Darokko grunted and lightly thrusted his still hard shaft into otter which was met with a soft moan and tight clench. The two shared in the silence and the dark for a short while, snuggled close with one another until the monster finally passed out, the otter not far behind him

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Jazz was the first too wake up that morning, greeted by the sight of clothes tossed messily at the foot of the ruined bed and his friend, now normal, sprawled out beside him and slumbering deeply. The otter hummed softly as he reached for the wolveroo's wrist and the bracelet still linked around it, the silver beads moved back to their original position.

A sinister idea began to brew in the innocent looking otter's head as he removed the bracelet and looped it around his own wrist. On sore legs, Jazz padded to the bathroom, looking at his bedraggled himself in the mirror as he moved he bead's apart like he has seen Darokko do. The otter waited and looked carefully into his own green eyes, grinning as he watched a thick inky fluid slowly turn his sclera black. Now seem like a good time to thank Darokko for his gift.