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I woke up the next morning, from the wonderful night of being with Jarg, absolutely petrified. As I remembered him biting me on the shoulder. I brought my hand to where he had bitten me and found no trace of any wound. This confused me but I realized that one perk of being a werewolf is the incredible healing abilities that come with it.

I felt happy that I was not hurt as I remembered that when he bit me, a lot of blood came out and Jarg's lower jaw was covered in it. After that I do not know what happened. I must have passed out from the pain.

I looked around and found the room brightly lit from the sunlight that streamed through the window. I could see that the ceiling was painting with an exquisite painting. It contained a scenery of birds, people, rolling green hills, a quaint little church in the background and a perfect blue sky. It made me feel calm and relaxed. I forgot about why I was there, what happened to me.

After a while of just looking at the painting I thought I would get up to explore the room. That is when I noticed that I could not move from my waist down. I was now in panic mode I thought I had been paralyzed from last night's act of love making with Jarg. But it was quickly replaced with a feeling of being safe.

Jarg had a tight grip on me but I also noticed something else. I felt unnecessarily full in my ass. I turned a bit to try and see Jarg's face. That is when it hit me. His cock was still buried within me, knot and all. Which surprised me that he could maintain it this long. Is he not worried about any of the medical conditions that could come with this?

I guess my stirrings woke Jarg up.

"Where are you going, Lorn?" in ever so sleepy and cute voice that was so different to his usual voice. I would not have expected to come from such a bulky man. Yeah he was bigger than me, but I did not mind at all. It made me feel safe to be in his arms.

I said nothing, laid back down. This time I turned around to face him. Man my gut was twisted in a way that I think I might have cummed. He was massive...which I had forgotten about. I was just so eager to have sex, I did not think that he might be huge. I still loved it anyways.

I snuggled into him as he wrapped his arms around me. Both enjoying each other's company. Just being in each other's embrace.

Then it hit me...what am I going to do now that I am a werewolf? Am I going to go on a murderous rampage? How will this affect my job? My family did not cross my mind. They abandon me ages ago, so why should I worry about them.

I started to cry. Tears streaming down my face. Sobbing uncontrollably. My life has now changed, in what way I do not know.

"_What's wrong, Lorn?"_from such a big guy there was a lot of concern, compassion in his tone. He knew he had done something which might affect me.

"I am a werewolf now...how can I go back to work? My life? Am I going to kill people...?" I sobbed into his chest. He was warm. I wanted to stay like this forever now. The world did not matter anymore.

"You are not quite a werewolf yet, but you have the powers of healing. There are steps that are involved in the process. Right now I have only done step one. If I did all the steps at once, your body would not handle it. You are too fragile, weak and exhausted from our mating." He said softly. Holding me, caressing my head. He planted a kiss on my forehead, squeezed my tightly. "Do not worry. I will be here for you. If you are worried about a job, you do not need one. I will provide for you. You see, I am an alpha wolf. My pack was decimated at the hands of the Mob a hundred years ago. I was only a pup then. But I was the son to the alpha back then."

This time it was not me who was crying. Jarg was sobbing...I squeezed him. We laid there for what seemed like ages before he spoke again.

"Yes, I am over a hundred years old, but that is what happens when you are a werewolf. You live forever. Does not matter if you are bitten or born in to it. You gain immortality. But you also lose." He continued to talk in a tone that made me cry for him.

This werewolf, in myth, a vicious, cunning, bloodthirsty being was spilling his entire family history to me and he was bringing me to tears because of his emotion behind it.

"When I was born, I killed my mother. It was not my fault. She was a human and my dad a werewolf. I came out looking like I am now. But a scrawny runt of thing. Compared to the other young male pups. I was the runt of the pack. But everyone feared me." Jarg continued. His tone this time took a different turn, he sounded almost happy. "_I was the alpha's chosen heir to the pack. No one dare challenge me or my father. He was the strongest out of all of them. So naturally I inherited his strength. Little did the rest of them know, I also had the knowledge of all things werewolf. How to turn someone, without potentially killing them. But the Mob got to us, I was forced to run for my life, the pack were ordered to protect me. Make sure I got to safety. Every corner of our village had a Mob member blocking it. So one by one my guardians started sacrificing themselves to make sure I got out of that village.

We fled from that village, I learnt that my dad was killed as I felt it. I was turned into an alpha wolf at the age of eight and a half. The youngest in our kind's history. I was still young then, but I had the wisdom equal to the elders. I knew what was going to happen if the Mob caught me. It was the end of our family, our clan. I had to live._

My best friend was the last to die for me. I was not happy with this, but I was free to run after that. He did in the most inhumane way. The Mob had caught him, hung him up by his feet and took turns in taking chunks from him until he bled to death."

"Jarg...what is going to happen to me? Will I kill everyone? Will I turn in to some mindless beast? Will I cause problems in this town, so that the Mob will show up?" I needed to know. It made me feel ill not knowing.

He kissed me on the lips, passionately. He held me in his arms. I felt safe. I wanted to stay like this forever in his arms. I only just met the guy last night but I knew I wanted this. I wanted it forever. Who knew this werewolf would make me feel safe. He broke the kiss.

"Do not worry, love. You won't do anything murderous or turn into a mindless beast. Your body will change, grow but will never turn into anything that will want to kill." Jarg consoled me. "And don't worry about the Mob, they have not been seen since the accident that cause the change in the world."

There was an audible pop as his cock slipped out of me. Still covered by the condom, it was full of his seed and it made me feel empty not having his cock inside me.

"Are you ready for more fun?" He grinned at me, as he took the condom off.

I knew what was going to happen next. It was going to be the same cock but no condom. Bareback this time. It frightened me. Most of the diseases that came with having unprotected sex were still around...ever more so was FAHIV (Furry and Human I_mmunodeficiency virus). It worried me._

"Wait, you don't have FAHIV do you?" I anxiously asked him. I did not want to contract that particular disease...

Jarg laughed. It was a laughter that I had not heard before. It sounded more like howling instead. It was different to say the least.

"No you won't contract that. Werewolves are immune to it. And if we shared that immunity with everyone, it would kill certain people. It is not for the feint hearted."

I felt relieved and also mortified as well. How could something that would help everyone, could potentially kill everyone?

"But how would it kill?" I had to know...

" __It would kill all of the furries and half breeds in the world. Most of the world is mixed in some way. There are no pure humans in this world left, I think. Since the Release. Enough talk, want to have a ride?"_ he pointed to his cock this time, as he rolled on to his back._

Eleven inches of canine cock was standing straight up into the air. I could not help myself. I straddled his hips, with his cock resting in between my butt checks. As I grinded my butt against it, I could feel the pre slowly roll down into my crack. It felt huge this way. It was only eleven inches but it felt more like fourteen inches.

"No more playing around!" Jarg said to me. Grabbed my waist, lifted me up and put his tip to my hole. He put one hand on my thigh and started pushing me down on to his member. Oh gods it felt good. It was slowly inching its way back into me. This time no condom. I was going to take his member and his load this time.

I reached his knot and moaned loudly. Which got a response from Jarg. His free hand started to roam to my stomach and stroke it. He made me feel like I was his and only his. I started to move up off his cock to get this started, only to have Jarg slam me back down with his hands. I gasped as his cockhead hit somewhere inside of me, that did not happen last night.

I came on his chest. White strings of my seed covered his chest and part of his abs. He clearly was not done. He grabbed a hold of me and stood up. I wrapped legs around his waist for support. Fucking me as he walked over to the wall. Where I was trapped between it and his cock.

He was fucking me hard this time. It felt good. I know what was going to happen from this and I wanted it.

His movements started to feel more urgent, I could tell he was close to coming. Then his knot slipped into my ass. I came for a second time. This time it splattered between both of us. I knew he was going to come when I did. As I felt warmth start to spread from where his cock head was inside of me. I knew he had come as well because he did the same thing this time as last night. He bite my shoulder again.

I howled when this happened...I shocked myself too. I do not normally howl like that. It was more werewolf howl then human. I was slowly becoming like Jarg. I now wanted it more than ever.

I opened my eyes and looked at the bedroom door to see a shark-morph standing there...I recognized this shark from the club security. Muscles all over, eight feet tall, taller than Jarg. So if I was guessing his proportions right, damn his twins would be bigger than Jarg's. This time he was not in his security outfit, but in a black tuxedo. Was he Jarg's security and Butler?

"Excuse me, sire" The shark spoke. "But there are some people here to see you."

Jarg sighed. Planted a kiss on my lips and said "I will be right back. Make yourself at home, use the shower if you wish and make use of Garl in whatever way possible." He pointed to the shark-morph.

"Where are they waiting, Garl?"

"In the Main hall, sire"

Jarg pulled out of me, a little cum falling out too. He gently stood me on my feet and walked into his wardrobe on the other side of the room. A few minutes later he came out in a dashing midnight blue suit with matching bow tie.

"So Lorn, this is me outside of the club. I am one of the few people in this world who commands high authority. I am also the king of werewolves and now you will become my consort. I am starting a new pack, a new regime." Jarg said to me, his demeanor changed, I felt scared now. He left the room while Garl just stood there.

I still did not know what to do, since my cloths had been shredded from last night's fun. I went into the wardrobe to see if I could find something that would fit me. There was nothing there that would fit me. I did find a towel though. I left the wardrobe and walked to the bathroom. I glanced at Garl, I could feel him watching me. It was slightly uncomfortable.

"Sire, would you like some help with showering? Garl humbly spoke to me. I was shocked I did not know what was going on. "It is a custom that royalty have and anyone that is with the sovereign."

I was shocked, he was offering to rub me down, get in the same shower as me. This felt odd and new. It was exciting as well. To have this shark-morph touching me. I had to stop myself from thinking those thoughts. Jarg was who I wanted to spend my days with. Jarg only.

"Sire?" Garl was waiting for a response from me.

"I would not want the customs to be broken." I responded back.

We both entered the bathroom, which again was stunningly gorgeous. In the left corner was a spa, the shower in the right corner, between the spa and shower was a bath that was sunk in to the floor, it looked to be deep enough to be a swimming pool. The washbasin was on the right wall and on the left...a massive portrait of Jarg laying on his side in all his glory.

I shook my head. Jarg had an ego on him that I did not know about. But he was pouring his heart out earlier...that then got me thinking. Was he lying? Just so I would let him fuck me? I shook my head again, I needed to get cleaned up.

I went to turn the shower on, when two strong hands grabbed my waist and moved me aside. Garl was stood next to me, in all his glory too, he reached across and turned the water on.

"Forgive me, sire. But I must make sure it is right for you to enter, otherwise you could scold yourself." He said as he bowed to me.

Garl reached across again to the faucet area, but this time touched the tile between them. A small interface showed, he pushed a few buttons and the shower started to steam up. The room started to fill with steam. I guess it was a sauna as well.

Garl checked the water temperature on the thermostat displayed on the interface. He turned to me, gently placed his hands on my waist again and picked me up. We both entered the shower. Garl turned to grab the soap and a loofah. He lathered the loofah up and started scrubbing my back.

"I am sorry sire if I hurt you in anyway but I must do this to help with cleaning."

It felt odd. That he was cleaning me, usually I am the one doing this on my own. I guess this is what happens when you become consort to a king I guess. Special treatment for the rest of my life.

Garl finished cleaning me and then he did something unexpected.

"Sire, you may now ask anything of me. I am yours to use as you see fit. I am a present from His Majesty to you. If you are confused, I can do the same things to you as His Majesty does. Or you can do that to me. I am yours to do whatever you want."

This was shocking. He was practically saying he was a slave to me.

"Garl, are you a slave?" I asked him. I was concerned as there had not been slavery in the world for a long time. In some countries it was outlawed. If anyone was caught doing it, they were put to death.

"No, sire. I am not a slave. I asked His Majesty for this position myself. I want to make sure you are protected. That His Majesty and I are the only ones that want to protect you."

My head started going over wild ideas, scenarios and different probabilities. I did not feel right using him at all. It felt wrong. But here he is, offering his services. An eight foot, muscled shark-morph with twin cocks as well wanting to be with me on one hand and Jarg on the other. I felt more of a king at that point.

But I also felt horrible. If I did anything with Garl, it would be cheating or close to it. I needed to see what Jarg had to say about it.

"I want to speak to Jarg about this matter..." I said to Garl.

"As you wish, sire." Garl turned to the interface again. Pushed a few buttons, picked up a thin object, brought it to his head and said "Your Majesty, I am sorry to interrupt your meeting, someone wants to ask you a question pertaining to a particular matter. Yes it is that person of question. Yes Your Majesty. Here he is."

Garl handed me the thing object and so I brought it to my ear.

"When I said you could use him for anything. I did mean anything you want. If you want him, it will not have any effect on both of us. You will still go through the process, you know what I am talking about. He is after all your personal butler. Have fun." Jarg said to me through the device, guess it was a new age phone.

Garl took it from me and placed it back in the original spot. He turned to me and looked at me.

"May I inquire as to what His Majesty said to you?"

"He said I may do whatever I want with you." I was skeptical of this. I still feel like I would betray Jarg.

Garl grinned. It was a scary sight to see. The rows of sharp pointed teeth in his mouth.

"First off, no smiling like that. You can smile, please don't show teeth. It scares me a little."

He nodded.

"What would you like to do?" He asked this question again. Do not know how many times he did.

"Let's get out of this shower and into the bath?" I smirked and pointed at the massive tub.

He nodded, picked me up gently again, walked out of the shower and over to the bath. He got in first after he placed me before the bath. Then of course, lifted me in to the bath. He sat me on his lap where I called feel his twin members poking out of his slit touching my butt. It got me aroused a bit. I wanted to feel them in me.

I leaned back into him and then it hit me. I felt safe here in Garl's arms as well. Both of them liked me. Both were head over heels for me. Little old me. A scrawny human being, was the attention of two guys. One was the King of Werewolves, the other the bodyguard. I considered myself lucky.

"Garl, you like me don't you? Ever since you saw me walk in to Jarg's night club?"

"Yes I did. You are cute. I did want to do this since then. But I was on the job as the King was in the club looking for someone. He did not know who it was at the time. Then I saw the two of you come out after you went in the second time. I knew I was not going to get you without bargaining with him. I bargained to be your bodyguard in addition that you could use me. Not the other way around.

I wanted you to like me too. I knew you would have if you did not leave with anyone. I caught you looking at me. That is why I offered my services to His Majesty. It was while you were sleeping. That I made this vow to him, and to you."

I was taken aback at this. I had two guys wanting to fawn over me. Cater to me, do anything for me. It was a strange feeling.

"Alright, Garl. I get your point." And with that I felt his twins become fully erect and brushing my ass checks. It was turning me on too.

Garl's members where huge just as I expected. Both were over thirteen inches long. Boy my ass was going to cop a pounding. They were thick as well. I could easily tell they were at least two and a half inches round, I could be wrong.

As I lay on Garl's chest, feeling him breathe, I grabbed his arms and wrapped them around me. I laid my arms on top of his, noting the size difference. My arms were only a third the size of his. I just wanted to lay in the water with him.

"Sire..."

"Shh, just lay here. If you want to do something, you my grind my ass. But slowly." And with that he did. Slowly and teasingly. His cock heads sometimes would get caught in my crack and cause me to gasp. He did it ever so slowly.

I closed my eyes and held on to his arms tight, I knew he wanted to be in me as well. I just went with his grinding motions. I would occasionally push back to tease him. Which got a moan out of both of us. We were at it for hours or what seemed like it.

The next thing I know, when I opened my eyes, Jarg was in the tub with us. He was kissing me, stroking my member. He broke the kiss.

"Well look at you. I can't leave my horny little consort alone, and he is with his bodyguard. Who I must say is a studly looking fellow too. Not as studly as the guy in the painting." Jarg boasted. "Do not fret though, I knew you want the both of us. Let us have some fun."

Jarg signaled Garl, the next thing I know I was being dried off and back into the main bedroom. All three of us. Garl laid on the bed first, I laid on top of him, while Jarg sat in a chair in the corner watching us.

I could feel Garl's twins resting between my legs as I lay on top of him.

"Have at him, Garl. He wants it, you want it and I want to see it." He ordered.

Garl's massive hands wandered all over my body. His hands were the size of dinner plates and felt rough, but the movements he made were ever so gentle. He stopped with one hand and used the other to play with my hole. One finger entered and played with my insides. Making me gasp and moan like a whore.

His fingers felt like a cock any ways, so when he got a second finger in, I thought I was being ripped open. I could not say anything though. The way he used his fingers inside of me was leaving me breathless.

If this is what my life will be like for the rest of my days, then I am going to be happy. The happiest I have ever been. I thought to myself as he somehow manage to get a third finger in. I was stretched beyond what I thought I could be stretched. After a few minutes of playing around, Garl removed his fingers and pointed both cock heads at my hole. He pushed in a bit at a time and I moaned out as both heads popped in.

I could hear another audible moan from across the room, as I can see Jarg slowly stroking himself while watching. I guess he moaned at the sight of two massive monsters entering my ass.

Garl continued to push in, further and further. I bottomed out. I could feel his groin area touching my ass. Both of them were inside of me. He slowly takes them out of me, inch by inch. Then pushes back in before the heads pop out. He starts picking up a tempo, as his arms wrap around me tighter to keep me in an optimal position. All I could do was hang on for the ride. It was the best damn ride I have had.

Garl started going faster, the sign that he was close, then he stopped for a bit. I didn't here as I was moaning like a whore, but I guess Jarg stopped him because the next thing, I felt Jarg's cock enter my ass as well. So I had three cocks inside of me. This was more than enough I climaxed for the umpteenth time that day.

I passed out, out of sheer exhaustion.