Puppy Love
-or- "Accidents Happen"
Fixed the wierd formatting, sorry about that. This thing is long enough without four spaces between each line >.pan>
This is my first go at a furry story. All criticism is accepted willingly, even if I'm a little grumpy about it ^.^
"I think we're getting close to our goal. I'm not entirely certain what will happen, so bear with me. Just... try to relax."
Aaron wasn't sure, but skepticism had started sneaking up on him about this benign old man. He sat in an old wooden chair that looked like it came from biblical times. He could have sworn that greek or something was scrawled on the seatback. It was uncomfortable, but at least those wicked-looking leather straps at the ankle and wrist of the chair weren't fastened. The wild grey einstein-hairdoo that belonged to the teacher in question was bobbing around Aaron in a circle, wielding a large piece of chalk.
"Look, doctor. I'm starting to I don't really need that fifty bucks after all."
"Is it, umm... safe?"
"Do we have the final go-ahead then? Not to sound ominous or any such thing, mind you. You already signed the waiver of course, so my asking is little more than a formality."
"Hmm... how about a hundred?"
Aaron woke up in the dark. He felt around, and found himself on cold concrete. His eyes adjusted allowing him to barely see starlight through thin windows up near the ceiling. Basement. His vision swam, blurring in and out of focus. He closed his eyes. Opened them, and saw everything in the basement. It was like his eyes started adjusting to the dark, but didn't stop where they should. He could see the furniture and walls in perfect contrast, though all in shades of black and grey.
"Crap." Aaron grabbed his head, trying to rub away the pain there, but found... fur?
muzzle?
"Wait, who's there? Oh, you're kidding me." A hand slowly reached behind him, and sure enough ran into a new appendage, grey, bushy, and a foot and a half long.Aaron's eyes widened, but let a breath out of his new snout. He calmed himself, eyes closed, walked to the mirror, and opened them.
"I can't believe that crank ran off."--yet another sigh--"This is totally insane."
He was positively wierded out, the apartment he rented out was nearly two miles from campus but he'd made it in a little over ten minutes, and wasn't the least bit winded. Few people were on the streets at this hour, and his cell phone told him it was nearing midnight. Even so, he didn't take any chances. His sweatshirt's hood was pulled at far down as it would go (still without managing to conceal his snout), he'd tucked his furred, clawed hands into his pockets and had raced home.
"Okay. Umm... just relax." He looked around, slowly, and took off his hood. He removed the remnants of his shoes from his feet, shredded now. His claws had done them in during the run over, so he put them to the side. The first thing to do, he figured, was to figure out exactly how far the changes went. The bathroom light flickered a bit before turning on, and the fan started up with the light, droning on in it's irritating way. It emitted a sound that covered well a slight creaking from the bedroom. Aaron pulled up his sweatshirt and t-shirt, and was surprised to find the modest definition he worked hard to get was still visible in the lay of his fur.
Aaron was looking quizzically at his exposed sheath and balls, covered in the soft white fur that also covered his chest and abs, his pants down around his knees and tail wagging slightly. His ears snapped flat to his head as a titanic scream exploded from behind him.
The wolf groaned, and held his head again--this wasn't helping the ache. Jen finally stopped bludgeoning him and looked at his pained expression. She held herself on her hands and knees above Aaron, supporting herself on his chest.
The wolf's voice was nasally, and he spoke through one of his paws still clutching his injured nose. "I'm so sorry, Jen. I completely forgot this was our weekend. I.. I don't really know what to say."
Jennifer looked carefully down at the wolf. After a moment, almost sounding surprised she said, "You're... really you. Like, you still look the same. Just in a really, really wheheird way."
"Hey, what's this?" Jen looked down at her thigh where she felt something pressing into her leg.
"A what?"
"A knot. I'm a vet medicine major, you dork. It's something dogs have on their, umm." Jennifer blushed, embarrassed about her interest in Aaron's new form.
"Their umms?"
Jennifer's smile lessened slightly, and her brow tightened with indecision. "You're like... a real wolf. You've got a sheath and a knot, pawpads, claws, everything."
Aaron looked away from her and started to push her off of him, but the girl stopped him. "No, I mean... I think I like it."
A cautious smile crept back to his muzzle. He moved to turn over, and Jennifer half-rolled off of him to let him get out. As he crawled away from her, Jen had an odd moment that was in between her veterinary science classes and the other times she's seen her boyfriend's bare rump from that angle. In an unusual way, she decided, that tail was almost... cute on him.
She was so focused on his rear end that she didn't notice at all that his pantleg was still firmly pinned under her knee, and when he tried to stand up, the wolf stumbled away from his girlfriend losing his pants entirely--and his boxers with them--finally catching himself between the walls of the apartment's narrow hallway.
"Ouhf. Ah, I'm so sorry about all this, Jen. I really am. You don't have to stick around if you don't want to, you know."
Jen just laughed, and rose to her feet holding up Aaron's misplaced underwear. "Look, this is our special weekend, and we've had to reschedule too many times already."
She dropped the boxers, putting a hand at Aaron's waist and moving it up underneath his sweatshirt, feeling the soft coat there as she stepped close to him. "And besides, I love this fur... You're way to tense to work out what to do about this right now. I'm sure we can figure everything out tomorrow morning."
The wolf's eyes were starting to shut, and his breathing was getting heavy from Jen's fingers running over his side and back. When her other hand came up and rubbed against his balls, he let out a low groan and leaned against the wall, eyes shut tight and his mouth hanging slightly open.
"Well, maybe more like tomorrow afternoon...", and the hand the girl had been using on Aaron's sack started rubbing around his sheath, thumb stroking the slowly stiffening tip of her boyfriend's wolfhood there. Aaron's arms came around her back to hold her lightly, and he started to pant in earnest. Jennifer kept one hand at the sheath, moving around its rim and making little circles around the sensitive skin as it came out, the other moved around to his tail, scritching at its base.
Aaron's head came down, resting next to Jen's lower one, softly murring in between pants as he rubbed absently against her lower back.
"This is... ohmm so much better than before..."
Jennifer was getting more and more aroused. Seeing her boyfriend's equipment hanging under his bum while he crawled away had gotten her going, and now her cheek and hands moving against him was making it hard to see straight.
Aaron spoke first, "Jen, mmm... keep going, but let's take this someplace more comfortable."
Jen stopped rubbing at him, which gave him a chance to come back to reality. She stepped away from him and took his hand, marveling at how different its padded surface felt.
She giggled and let go of her beau's arm, stooping to pick up a carved wooden sign stowed discretely near the bedroom door.
Aaron had a smirking expression of surprise. Jen held up the sign, carved and painted in a stereotypical dime-store seventies motif with pastel colors and simple red hearts adorning its surface.
"'...someplace more comfortable?' And I thought I was going to be the corny one tonight." She said smiling, holding the sign with plain bubble letters on its face, "Love Shack."
"I really have. And I won't take any more interruptions." Jen made a sarcastic pout, which quickly turned into a smile. She put hung the sign on the bedroom's doorknob without looking way from Aaron, opened it, and moved inside. She sat down on the king size bed they'd bought together earlier in the year, and reclined on it. Slowly, she drew down the zipper on her jeans, and undid their button grinning slyly at Aaron the whole time. She loosened them completely, and freed her legs, stretching out fully on the bed. "So? Gonna join me?"
The already pantsless wolf had been watching curiously from the doorway, growing more comfortable with the situation. He stepped into the room, and he watched while Jennifer removed her tank top and dropped it off the side of the bed. His own shirt was next, the undershirt and hoodie he wore removed all at once, and left bundled together forgotten in a corner.
Now fully naked, the wolf crawled on top of the girl. Her hands ran up and down his arms, feeling the wolf's tense muscles underneath soft grey fur. His tail ticked at her bare legs and she liked the feeling so much, her legs began to run up and down Aaron's calves as he lowered himself to her. Their bodies made contact on the bed. Her mouth went up to his lowering snout, and she began to kiss at the side of his mouth and lick at his lips. The wolf's murring lowered and grew louder in response, and his sheath grew in size against Jennifer's thigh. One of his hands travelled down to the girl's side, and his clawtips sent shivers across her skin. He played with the waistband of her panties while they continued to make out.
Giving his girlfriend a break, the wolf stopped teasing Jen and used the same hand to pull her panties off, and she lifted her ass to help him. Jen's eyes opened and she looked into the male's eyes, both of their gazes clouded with hormones and the smell of sex. Aaron's knees moved over the girl's legs so her legs curled around his own, and he dropped to his elbows. Jennifer looked at the wolf above her and smiled, and it was Aaron's turn to grunt softly when her hand gripped him beneath his knot and pulled him closer to her.
Jen looped her hand under Aaron's shoulder to support herself, and wrapped her legs around the male's thighs, bringing her groin closer to his. Her hand on his shaft guided his tip to her entrance, and both of them tensed as he slid a few inches inside. He grunted at the sensation, and Jennifer could feel Aaron's thighs shifting under her calves as he pushed further into her. He reached his knot, already too big to enter Jen's slit. Jennifer's fingers dug into Aaron's coat, one hand at his shoulder and the other at his side, holding on as his movements started to pick up speed. He moved out of her till just his slightly pointed canine tip was still inside, and then entered her again.
Slowly, slowly, and starting to get faster, he licked at the girl's neck and ears, breathing heavy and grunting. Jen let out a short moan each time his knot met her pelvis, and soon a soft smacking sound joined her whimpering. Her face showed ecstasy. Her eyes were open, but only barely, and her lips were parted. She moved the hand from his side to hold on to the thick fur of his neck where she pressed her face, panting. Aaron was continuing to pick up speed, his knot pressing ever harder into Jen with each thrust. Then, his grunts turned into moans, and then nearly into growls. The wolf shook Jennifer's whole body with each forward movement into the bed's pillows. Jennifer's legs tensed with each thrust, pulling their sexes together, adding to the force of their mating.
"Fuck... just, mmmnn... come on and tie me!"Jennifer could barely get words out through her moaning. All she knew was that she wanted Aaron's entire wolfcock inside of her. She needed it.
They fucked with new effort. Jen pulled the wolf into her, and he met her hard, his knot getting bigger but her slit loosening as they moved together. Aaron's growls grew louder, and he slowed his thrusts very slightly, putting all of his effort in to each one, slamming into his mate with every fiber. Jennifer was squeezing him to her with all of her might, open-mouthed screaming into his neckfur.
All at once, the wolf's shaft hilted within his mate and his knot slammed inside of her. His back arched, and he pushed the girl down onto his dick and faced the ceiling. His eyes were shut and grunted hard through his bared teeth, releasing himself into the girl underneath him.
Jen was hugging the wolf for dear life. A slight pain when he knotted her was replaced by a sheer pleasure through her entire body. Aaron made little thrusts as he jetted his seed inside her, rubbing his knot against a sensitive spot inside her. Her juices sprayed around the shaft lodged in her, and she could feel Aaron's own seed spreading, a hot sensation.
The wolf finally relaxed, still tied to the girl. He put his head back down next to hers on the bed to rest for a moment, and said, "I think I might like this after all."
He held Jennifer to his chest and rolled over, letting her rest on top of his chest to recover from her first climax. Aaron too was resting, enjoying the sensation of Jennifer's muscles squeezing him below the knot. Jennifer, though, wasn't quite finished. She was tired already, but the fullness of Aaron's dick was already arousing her again.
Jen pushed herself up to straddle Aaron. He grunted at the tugging, and lazily opened his eyes to see Jennifer riding him. Her hands supported herself on his front, gripping the fur to pull herself forward and back. Her hips rolled around his knot, and she could feel the tip of his dick working its way even further inside her, slowly leaking more of the wolf's seed deep into her abdomen.
Jennifer was already nearing a second climax.
"Oh, nnm... you, mmm... never even got soft... ahmm." She shifted forward a few inches and started moving up and down on Aaron's shaft, riding him harder. She'd stopped the rolling motion and was now just using the wolf's dick to get off, lifting her body and then slamming down onto his shaft, using her own weight to thrust herself up and down around his dick.
Aaron had gotten sensitive after he'd come, and but now his mild soreness had faded back into pure pleasure. He flexed his own hips up into Jennifer's downward thrusts, each meeting sending a little mixed cum and juices out around their mating sexes, drenching the fur around his sheath and Jennifer's own small patch of hair.
"Nrrrmmmgrr... ahh..." He was stiffening even further now. He grabbed Jennifer's thighs, his claws making little dents in her smooth skin. He pulled her down onto him, growling nearly as loudly as the girl herself.
"Fuck it's... mmm... ahh, Ah!" The girl thrust down onto the wolf a last time, a hot sensation blazing from her sex through her entire body, and she started rolling forward and back again. She was exhausted, but wanted to prolong her climax. She was oblivious to Aaron's gritted teeth and moaning.
After a moment he came again himself, just a small extra jet of seed into his mate much less intense than the first, but it still took the energy out of him. He stopped his thrusting and just lay there staring at the ceiling and panting. His eyes were glazed in numb pleasure and his tongue hung from the side of his mouth quite like, well... a tired dog.
The girl nearly fell back down onto Aaron's chest. She saw his tongue and laughed lightly, brushing away a tiny bit of saliva from his mouth before stretching her neck to kiss the side of the wolf's muzzle. She shut her eyes and started to doze on his shoulder. Her fingers absently played with the thick fur of his chest, feeling the firmness beneath. She hadn't known a more comfortable bed in her life. An arm wrapped around his thick bicep and breathed in his scent, completely relaxed.
Aaron gazed at her snoozing on top of him and brushed some of her hair out of her face, pensive. Sighing again, only this time with a complete contentment, he tried once to bring the blanket they'd kicked out of the way onto their bodies, but only succeeded in pushing it completely off the bed. Still, he mentally grinned and hugged the girl to him, after a few minutes falling quietly to sleep.