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Red Dawgs: The Fox and the Farmboys

By Eiji Otaka and Howler

Tod and Timothy paced around their fathers hen house holding air soft pistols, both boys were instructed by their dad to protect the hen's at all costs as to many had been lost to the local foxes in the nearby woods. Tod was the youngest at just seventeen to his eldest brother Tim who was eighteen, growing up on the family farm all their lives they knew of no other way of life. Both boys plopped onto the hay of the coop exhausted as the sun set in the mid western sky, their real task was just beginning as the foxes usually liked to strike after sundown.

"Damn I'm bushed I wish dad did a better job of securing the coop, I would love to be in my own bed right now and not laying in this damn itchy bale." Timothy complained setting his pistol down beside him.

"Well you know how dad is, he'd rather have us do the work keeping watch than take the time to improve the coop," said Tod, leaning against the wall of the coop. The chickens were sitting pretty peacefully, but usually didn't start clucking from danger until it was too late. He'd have to make sure he kept his eyes peeled for any sign of trouble.

Pacing around the hen house, keeping watch was about as boring as churning butter, but Tod kept himself occupied with little daydreams of the fun he had jacking off by the creek. It wasn't long before he noticed Tim snoring, laying sprawled on a bale of hay. He figured this might be his chance to have a little 'me' time.

Slinking out the hen house, making sure no foxes were nearby, he sat against the outside wall, pulling the front of his overalls down to stroke his rising shaft. Eyes closed to take in the sublime euphoria, he didn't notice the green eyes watching him from afar, nor did he remember to shut the coop's door all the way.

"Hello young one." A rough voice said breaking the calm of the evening.

Tod's eyes shot open literally caught with his pants down. "Who's there?" He asked embarrassed his face beat red like a radish.

"Me, oh I'm nobody to be concerned about just a stray dog out for an evening stroll that's all." The raspy voice responded eyeing Tod from the darkness.

"I ...I...this isn't what it looks like!" Tod quipped attempting to cover himself from view.

"Don't be so modest boy please continue, I don't mind watching a guys gotta get some release from time to time." The voice growled.

"Uh... I... I don't know, I'm supposed to be watching the coop anyway..." said Tod weakly, his nostrils were starting to pick up a spicy aroma in the air, which only kept his cock at beaming hardness.

"You'll be fine. I'm sure no critters will sneak in while you relieve yourself, I'll make sure of that," the voice soothingly said to Tod.

"Uh, thanks. I guess." replied Tod, getting back to his needy shaft, his mind was starting to haze with building lust as he closed his eyes again.

"No problem. All I want in return is to watch, I love seeing a foxy boy such as yourself reach climax," rasped the voice drawing closer. Tod unfortunately was too busy with himself to respond, already in deep focus on stroking his cock and deeply inhaling the spicy musk around him. By the light of the moon, the shadowed figure creeps from the darkness to reveal a hunk of a fox man. The creature covered in red fur, hind paws and hand paws socked in brown fur, muscled chest heaving slowly with a luscious white coat, and a bushy tail swishing lazily behind him. The creature licked the lips of his muzzle, diamond green eyes staring at the boy before him with a meaty foot long fox cock dripping with lusty intent.

"I've been waiting to get off all day, I...I need to cum so badly!" Tod moaned gasping a bit at his own touch.

"Oh yesss I can see that young one, you should let all your cum out before you get blue balls." The fox creature chided reaching down to stroke himself.

"Mmmhmm....I had that once it was such a bitch, my balls hurt for days!" Tod groaned his eyes fixed shut his cock leaking onto the ground at his feet.

"Be a good boy hun and stroke those balls for me hmmm?" The vulpine mused watching with a gleam in his brilliant green eyes.

"Mmmhmm....I...." Tod mumbled his head swimming in lust, the boy standing stark naked leaning against the hen house.

The fox stood before the boy and pushed his sheath against Tod's own maleness, the frottage causing the fox man to groan softly. Tod gasped as he felt the tip of his shaft slip into the warm sheath of the vulpine, his mushroom head jabbing against the pointy rocket inside. Tod reflexively shot his eyes open and was shocked to see the bipedal fox nearly straddling him. Before he could even say a word with his dropped jaw, the canine creature grabbed his head and pulled him into a sloppy kiss with his furred muzzle. Tod wanted to resist but at this point he'd had a healthy dose of foxy pheromones and could only return the kiss as his lust skyrocketed. Tod's shaft was throbbing as his precum mixed with the fox's, and coating his tip, sending radiating waves of pleasurable heat through his shaft. His eyes rolled up in ecstasy as the beast's tongue played with his own and delved down his throat.

Tod's resolve was all but gone as the fox man frenched him deeply, a thin line of fur working it's way down his spine. The fox broke off the kiss gently pulling his muzzle away, Tod's canines looked noticeably more pronounced than before.

"There we go love, better?" The vulpine smirked as Tod nodded to the beast, his finger nail beds looking like a goths.

The boy and beast's docking cocks throbbed and pulsed and Tod felt his cock burn up, the boy moaned and bucked his hips as sweat trickled down his pale skin. "Shhhh....relax boy it happens to all us vulps when we get too excited, just let it happen hun." The fox man cooed into Tod's ear watching as it's shape began to change.

Tod was panting in heated euphoria through darkened lips, a patch of creamy fur had sprouted between his pecs and was slowly spreading down his chest. The rusty fur down his back thickened and developed into a healthy coat, fuzzing up thick and nicely around his neck and shoulders. His balls were boiling as slowly his human sperm cells were corrupted into vulpine seedlings. Thoughts of wild beast boy sex was filling his head along with deep instincts of foxy hunger and need. His nose twitched as he smelled the delicious scent of the hens in the coop. A bit of drool hanging from his lips as his face pushed out, and cheeks furred over to make a sexy fox boy muzzle. His mind was twisting into a beasts, wringing out the humanity as a furry sheath encompassed his shaft before sliding down the red piece of meat. The head of his cock losing its mushroom shape for a more streamlined javelin look. Tod's new vulpine cock jousted with the fox man's who was changing him, sharing precum and slimy fluids. He grasped the fox's hot body with developing hand paws, the leathery pads on his palms giving new sensation to the fur he was caressing.

"You make quite a sexy fox boy, just a little more and you'll be complete," cooed the fox man into Tod's furry pointed ear as it slid to the top of his head.

"I feel so horny...why do I feel so hard?" Tod groaned his bare feet stretching underneath him, toenails crackling allowing dark claws to spring to life.

"It's all part of natures plan young one, the humans breed the chickens and the foxes eat the chickens. Then the foxes fuck the humans and the humans become the foxes, it's all the circle of life you see.....natural." The fox man laughed kissing Tod once more, foxy paws wondering down to caress the boys pale ass cheeks.

The vulpine felt a nub of flesh form above the crack of the boys firm rear, the globes pulling themselves apart exposing Tod's anus to the cool night air. "Your so close boy but you must taste that which you protect to be completed!" The fox man smirked running his long canine tongue across the bridge of Tod's muzzle.

"I'm so hungry....grrrr....must feed, must feast!" Tod snarled his heels rising from the grass, becoming large furry foot paws.

The vulpine led Tod silently into the hen house, Tim and the chickens unaware of what was to come.

"Now my little fox time to finish your change," whispers the vulpine, grabbing a chicken by the neck, and snapping it before the fowl could make so much as a cluck. He presented the limp bird before Tod, grinning maliciously.

Tod looked at the chicken with a deep hunger, drool pouring from his muzzle as he took the bird from the fox man. Without ceremony, he bit into its flesh, the taste of the fresh meat invigorating his palette. With that bite, his eyes glowed green for a moment, the red fur finishing covering his rump, before a thick bushy tail tipped in white sprouted above his furry cheeks. The boy that was Tod was washed away, and the hungrily horny fox that replaced him feasted on the bird like no tomorrow.

"Now you're a real fox to be proud of," said the original vulpine as he took a chicken for himself and watched the reborn fox boy stuff his muzzle with fowl flesh. The other chickens were now in a frenzy, clucking away as they feared for their lives.

"W...whaaa?" Timothy groaned stirring out of his slumber, the boy rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Hello brother did you enjoy your sleep, did you dream of the cocks you look at in those dirty magazines you stash away from dad under your bed. Yes bro I know you're gay I've known for a long time and tonight's your lucky night!" Tod grinned toothily smirking over at his big brother, the twin vulpine's licking their fuzzy fingers.

"Oh my God, Tod what's happened to you!" Timmy gasped out in horror his hands trembling for his pistol.

"Pffft, oh please you know you can't shoot your own brother....even if I'm well, better!" Tod laughed loudly unafraid of his brother's idle threat, his erect rocket dribbling onto the hay floor.

"But...T-Tod, I can't just let and your... friend eat all the chickens... I gotta protect them," says Tim, hand shaking as he held his pistol.

"You don't have to protect them Tim, you can eat them with us!" replies Tod, drooling in hunger and lust. He slowly trotted over to Tim, knocking the gun out his brother's hand and pinning him against the wall of the coop. "Don't you want to enjoy all the gay sex you fantasize about brother...?" whispered Tod into Tim's ear.

Tim tried pushing away from his vulpine sibling, but he just wasn't strong enough anymore. The fox man who changed his brother crept over to them grinning before ducking down and pulling Tim's overalls to his ankles. Tod's furry balls danced on the top of his head as he nuzzled Tim's cock and balls, working them into arousal.

Tim, was helpless, and he could smell a powerful odor emanating from the two foxes molesting him. The spicy scent enticing him to give in and let them have their way with his body.

"N....no leave me alone please...the Lord is my Shepherd I shall not want...." Timmy moaned aloud desperate to resist his brothers vile advances.

Tod laughed louder cackling as he worked his paws across his brothers smooth hairless cock. "Your God can't save you now big brother, it's so easy just give in....join us!" Tod sneered his quivering black nose drinking in his sibling's rich musk.

"H...he leads me to...to...ahhh!" Timothy wailed squirming as he fought against his brothers advances.

"Become for us Timmy let go, give up your weakness and become...stronger...better." Tod added squeezing his brothers cock in his warm paw as the other rubbed it's pads against his cock head.

"Nooooo your sick....let me go!' Timothy screamed.

Tod chuckled, and stroked his brother's cock more, taking a long lick across his face trying to lather the resisting human with his fluids.

"You've got it backwards bro. You're the one who's sick, and I'm here to make you all better," cooed Tod, nibbling Tim's neck, "Just think of all those tasty chickens we'll have to fill our bellies with, and all the feral sex we can enjoy along with it."

"Unnngh!" Tim continued to resist, even as his cock beamed with excitement. The fox nuzzling his ballsack, took the opportunity to swallow his shaft, and wrap the human phallus with his tongue. Tim's eyes rolled up briefly as he was given the first blowjob of his life. He tried shaking the lustful feeling away, but with every roll of that hot tongue, every contraction of that moist throat, every tickle to his churning balls brought another stab at his defenses. He was so busy trying to resist the building pleasure, he didn't notice the feeling of fur crawling up his back and down his chest. Creamy white hairs were overrunning his crotch hair as his abs toned up and muscles tensed with new strength throughout his body.

Tod grinned with building lust, he could smell his brother's scent changing to be more like his and the fox's and that only caused his red spear to drizzle more of its musky pre. He gleefully rubbed his shaft onto his brother's abs, smearing fluids across, which in turn caused the fur to sprout quicker.

"You've become a freak Tod what would dad say if he saw you like this, please remember who you used to be!" Timothy pleaded tears streaming down his face, his body awash with a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Once we convert you we'll pounce one of the hired hands, after that it's only a matter of time dear brother. This farm will be ours soon enough and when it is we can have all the juicy chickens and cocks we desire." Tod drooled his long canine tongue hanging wildly past his thin dark lips.

As all this was happening Tod's foxy companion continued to slather and bathe Timothy's maleness, soft supple paws groping and kneading the humans sack marveling at the soft white hairs that began to cloak it. With each lick the cock throbbed and grew, a thick foreskin developing as the skin absorbing the vulpine saliva. Groans and moans could be heard coming from Tim, but the arousal was evident. With a long curling lick, his foreskin thickened into a sheath and enveloped the tip of his shaft. The creamy fur was bunching at the base of his naked sheath before crawling up the shaft to coat it nicely. Timothy was huffy and panting, resisting his building need, as his cock mutated within its cozy home. Tod licks his darkening lips and nose as his sheath unfurls and reveals a beaming red canine cock, dripping bits of pre with every pulse.

"Keep changing... Embrace the hot fox you're becoming," whispers Tod as he sees fur shading Tim's cheeks. Tim was fighting a losing battle, but would do everything to not give in, even as his wet nose was taking in the powerful musk of the fox around him, even as the scent of the chickens made his stomach rumble in hunger. He could feel feral fox-minded instincts needling into his brain. Telling him to be the gay horny fox his body wanted him to be. Flashes of red furry piles and white-tipped tails danced in his head, he could picture the cute thick tailholes of males displaying themselves for him, begging for his slimy vulpine shaft.

"N...No! Get off me!" yelled Tim, with his new strength, he threw Tod off him, and knocked the other fox away. He tried dashing towards the door, but shifting feet and legs caused him to fall to the floor. He turned around to look at his legs and was horrified and turned on at the same time. His feet were swelling, black claws curling out his nail beds as his toes puffed into paws, brown fur covering them up to his shins as his legs restructured for a tip-toe stance. "What have you done to me?!"

Timothy is then pinned down again by Tod and the fox, Tod holding a freshly killed chicken in his handpaw as the other fox held his growing muzzle still.

"Have a taste brother! You'll understand why we are like this once you do! You'll be complete and the right species a brother of mine should have." snickered Tod, maliciously as he tore a chunk out of the chicken and forced it in his brother's muzzle. Tim tried resisting, more, but the moment the taste of the fowl's flesh hit his tongue, a spark went off in his brain. He found himself eagerly chewing and gulping down the tasty meat, as his eyes gleamed a feral green. His stomach rejoiced at being fed as his mind purged the humanity left in it. His body soon followed suit, rusty fur covering any open patches of skin that was left, his round butt cheeks spreading apart some for easier access to his musky tailhole, and a thick fluffy tail sprouting as new fully developed furry handpaws grasped the chicken to stuff it in his muzzle.

"Very good brother fox your almost complete just a little bit more and you'll understand your true purpose in life, you'll long for both kinds of cocks the feathered and flesh variety!" Tod barked licking at his sexy brother's forehead, a claw rubbing below his upturned tail.

Timothy's eight clawed toes splayed in the moonlight of the coop his back arched, blazing green emerald eyes piercing the darkness. "Welcome the our side big brother, care to wash that meal down with some of my special sauce." Tod mused eyeing his brother's sexy bloodied maw hungrily, the youngest brother patting his fuzzy balls for emphasis.

Timothy crawled over to his young sibling on his hands and knees drooling heavily, thrusting his cold nose into Tod's plump sack of flesh. Using his dexterous tongue Timmy slipped it back tasting his brothers sweet taint, he growled taking his brother's balls into his maw to suckle on. The fox that had released the beast in the two humans casually slipped behind Timothy to sink his crimson tool deep inside the new foxy fluff, yips barks and growls shattered the peaceful night air as the full moon hung over the rural sky.