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Party Animal Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Gorillajack

Faint rumblings of thunder echoed over the city, orchestrating the weather's unrest. The heavy, steady growling of the city bus counter balanced the intermittent thunder as it slowed down and pulled up to the curb. The doors hissed as they parted, allowing a single occupant to step down onto the sidewalk. Miko was a bit of a mousy boy. His black hair was irregular and uneven in feathered layers. His glasses were perfectly round and a bit over sized. His nose was slight, his ears a bit too large and his thin body disappeared inside the baggy midnight blue sweatshirt and black cargo pants he wore. Miko took a few steps down the sidewalk, though a sea of people waiting for the bus surged around him. The teenager stopped where he was and allowed them to pass. The bus doors hissed shut and the mighty craft merged back into traffic.

The sudden swarm would have been unnerving, but Miko was used to disappearing. At school he wasn't quite a nerd or a geek, he wasn't quite a straight A student, he wasn't quite a band kid... He existed between worlds and therefore wasn't a part of any of them. He had felt invisible... until this year. This year had changed everything. Of all of the electives he could have chosen, he picked Computer Hardware support. The class was suffering a drop in numbers from term to term. The world was moving on to tablets, forgetting the skills that got it to where it was... but Miko still wanted to know the secrets. What he hadn't expected to find, though, was friendship. And he certainly hadn't expected what friendship would lead him to do.

Miko looked up across the parking lot. Just past the rain soaked cars was a strip mall of sorts. There was a Big!Lots discount store, a Bi-Mart wholesale outlet, and tucked between them was a Party Plaza store. Miko reached into the pouch of his baggy sweatshirt and extracted the piece of paper. Written in Augie's hasty writing was a grocery list of sorts, a list for the winter party they were planning.

Just the thought of it made Miko's heart flutter. He walked over the hill of bark dust and set foot in the parking lot, fording his way through the throngs of automobiles, moving toward the stores on the other side. The fact that he was even out on a day like this rather than playing his Vita was a credit to how much his life had changed... let alone the fact that he was preparing for a party.

Miko reached up, using his sleeve to try and wipe the rain off his glasses. While it hadn't worked, it did make it seem like his advance on the stores was going faster. Before long he stumbled up to the front of the Party Plaza. The automated doors rumbled open and an odd scent leaked out... It was the scent of Mylar balloons, packaged confetti, and something else mixed in... something more musky. Miko hesitantly grabbed a shopping cart and started wandering through the aisles. He gave a nervous smile to twenty year old with the afro manning the registers before he rolled his way into the aisles.

Item by item, Miko worked his way down the list. Paper plates, plastic silverware, an almost unhealthy number of plastic solo cups... Miko doubled back to pick up some balloons he had missed on the far wall, deciding the blue ones with the snowflakes printed on were perfect for a winter themed party. Miko was feeling more and more confident with every item that got dropped into the cart. Miko wandered a few aisles before he spotted the blank CD's that Vic had requested. That only left one last item on the list. Miko looked down to see what the last objective was before he paused. The teenager reached up and lifted his glasses, wiping at the inside before they settled back down on his subtle, mousey nose. Even with the cleaning, the words remained unchanged.

"What is a party animal?" Miko muttered softly.

"Party Animal? Those are mostly a Halloween feature, but I guess we got some on clearance in the back, aisle Thirteen-C." Came the helpful but mildly aloof voice of the cashier. Miko turned and met eyes with the cashier, seven aisles away, still at his perch at the front of the store. Miko wondered if he had truly spoken to himself that loud. If so, he'd have to be more careful at school.

"Th-Thanks." Miko said, forcing a soft smile before he darted back into the shelter of another aisle. As friendly and helpful as the cashier was, Miko still felt antsy outside of his normal circle of friends. Miko navigated his way to the back of the store, though he started wondering if he'd gone too far when the nice and clean white peg board shelves ended and the aisles seemed to be constructed of construction grade press board and plywood. There was a faint sawdust scent in the air, and then the reason became apparent. The floor was covered with it. The signage in the back of the store was more shoddy too. It almost felt like some sort of production area where the products got staged for the sales floor.

Miko was so busy looking at the floor that he jumped when a chain rattled. Miko turned and looked up before he gasped. The blood rushed out of the teen's face and left him a pasty white in complexion, but his eyes were wide and deep pools of brown behind his large glasses. For the first time Miko's glasses seemed to be an appropriate size, but only because his face was locked in an expression of terror and confusion.

Sitting across from Miko, chained to a plywood bench, was an eight foot tall, seven hundred pound rhino man with short buzzed copper hair and a neat square goatee. The muscled beast had on a red and black basketball jersey that matched his sleek black Nike shorts. His powerful legs ended with thick, scuffed hooves. Despite being dressed for a sports event, Miko didn't get the feeling that the beast man would understand the finer points of the game. The rhino met eyes with Miko before snorting. The hot, moist spray hit Miko and caused him to instinctively jump to the side, stumbling toward the next occupant on the bench.

A forked tongue darted out into the air, tasting Miko's scent as gleaming amber eyes with vertical slits blinked. Miko gulped sharply, but as any clever mouse would, he veered back away from the orange scaled naga. In place of foot chains, the naga's tail had been bound up with seven different belts that were chained to spikes in the floor. The naga shook his tail which had at some point been capped with tambourine like rings of metal discs that clattered together in a sickly sweet cacophony of sound.

Having evaded the luring gaze of the naga, Miko came across the next animal chained to the bench. This one was a classic wolfman; clearly a clearance pet from Halloween. The beast man's fur was a deep chestnut brown, thick on his elbows and knees, extending from his face like a combination of a long curly beard and a wild mane. His amber eyes were distant, lost not in thought so much as instinct. His wild animal form had been covered with a red flannel shirt over a red wife beater and his bottom was clad only in tight black shorts that were almost inappropriately short. Between the lengths of fabric, the wolfman's furry mid-riff was shown off for all the world to see.

If it had just been the wolfman presented on his own, Miko almost thought he could have taken the sight seriously but the poor creature had a party hat strapped to his head, a pocket full of noise makers, and one currently popped between his wet, saliva drenched lips. Miko stood there for a long moment, jumping as the wolfman blew into the noisemaker and it unfurled, the high pitch razzing noise unsettling Miko further.

"Yeah, wish we had more in stock but it's sort of between seasons." The cashier commented. Miko spun around to see him there, grimacing a bit. He felt like asking why he wasn't staying with his registers, but a different question popped out instead.

"Which seasons?" Miko blurted. The cashier reached up, guiding a hand over the round volume of his thick black afro.

"Well, biggest holiday of the year for party animals is probably Halloween cause they're a bit spooky, but Mardi Gras and Super bowl Sunday are the other two heavy hitters. Guess people just want someone to go wild with." The cashier grinned. Miko said nothing at that and looked at the three on display. Augie was afraid of snakes and none of them were particularly into basketball so the rhino seemed out of place. Miko turned and looked past the wolfman at the end of the bench, seeing a huge bull man sitting in place with a party hat on the tip of each horn and a spinner noise maker clutched in each hand. Much like the rhino, the bull let out a hot snort as he looked at Miko. Somehow, given his options it seemed that a wolf would be easier to keep in check - and less likely to break through walls in a freshly painted house.

"I..." Miko trailed off, looking a little lost for words, "Guess I'll take him?"

"Alright, let me just get that chain undone." The cashier said, moving to unlock the padlock on the floor.

"Is there anything I should know-" Miko was cut off as the wolfman surged forward and came nose to nose with the teenager. Miko nearly fell over backwards - not so much from the surprise, but rather the scent. The wolfman did not have the cleanest of aromas. He smelled of sweat and bark dust, of musk and spice and unwashed fur. The wolfman sniffed a few times before he crouched down and put his face in Miko's crotch, inhaling sharply before he pressed in more.

The color drained out of Miko's face, remaining only in his blazing hot embarrassed cheeks. The sensation of a fully grown male anything with its face against his crotch was unexpected. It brought attention to a part of his body that he never thought would have any use. That alone prompted blood to start flowing down there. Miko stumbled back finally away from the wolfman.

"Here ya go, one party animal!" The cashier grinned, handing the metal chain to Miko. Miko felt the weight of the metal against his palm and looked at the wolfman in disbelief. Somehow it didn't exactly feel like things were going according to plan.

****

Thunder flashed in the distance, but the air vibrated with the power of the thunder... and yet Miko was out walking. It had become clear that taking the wolfman onto the bus wasn't an option. Even in open air, Miko was saturated with the beast's sickly sweet aroma. He'd never come across a smell that was just as likely to make him throw up as it was encouraging him to breathe it in deep. The wolfman lumbered along in front of Miko on all fours, blowing his noise maker at anyone that happened to be passing by on foot. Every so often, the party animal glanced back at Miko with his amber eyes and then resumed his trotting pace as if everything was right in the world. That fact alone gave Miko a strange giddiness in his heart. It was almost as if he was the kid that had the biggest dog on campus.

Miko came to a stop at the suburban street corner, watching throngs of cars pass by. The pedestrian sign showed no hint of changing even as Miko bashed the small metal dome. Having come to a stop, the party animal slowly rotated back onto his haunches, sitting upright almost like a human crouching. Miko didn't pay much mind at first, though his ears perked a bit at the sound of liquid hitting concrete. Thinking at first it was more rain, Miko looked around but saw no hint. It was only then that he felt an odd warmth on his foot.

Brown eyes darted around before widening in shock. The wolfman had hiked up his leg and was releasing his bladder. The steady stream was hitting the picket fence, but the splashback was falling in a heavy mist across Miko's foot, soaking his sock and dripping down into his shoe.

"Hey!" Miko gaped, "Bad boy, bad...." Miko trailed off before realizing something rather vital; he had forgotten to give the party animal a name. The wolfman tried to behave, though he had been holding back so long it wasn't shutting off. He shifted positions and peed across Miko's foot directly. The hot piss saturated the shoe, soaking in like a sponge. Miko pulled his foot back and shook it. As disgusting as it was, the wolf piss was pretty warm and oddly silky. The teenager shook his head, distracting himself by thinking of the various names dogs had in his family... Lassie, Yeller, Smokey, nothing seemed appropriate. This one of a kind creature needed something definitive, something that stood out, something memorable. Miko looked up and around before his eyes settled on the street sign.

The white letters stood out robustly against the emerald green background, but the sign itself was on a decaying post nestled beneath a drooping tree. The contrast of bold and old seemed oddly fitting, the word jumping out to Miko; Maxwell. Max could have been on that list of cliché dog names, but at the same time it didn't seem too far fetched. Miko looked at the wolfman and reached down to scratch his beard mane.

"Max..." Miko said simply, glancing up as the cross walk sign changed. He gave a simple nod, "Come on Max." he repeated before he started across the street. Max panted a bit and bounded forward, pulling the chain taut and nearly dragging his walker along behind him as they went forward into the blustery day.

****

With a click and a pop, the front door of the house eased open, sliding across freshly shampooed carpet. Miko pulled the key out of the lock and looked in. It was strange to see a house in the middle of a move. The walls were bare, the windowsills clean. There were a few boxes here and there, and a few strategically placed items unloaded first.

Miko moved in and Max followed after, stopping on the threshold to sniff at the air. As the wolfman's nostrils filled with the scent of fabreeze and potpourri, the beast let out a mighty sneeze and shook his head in distaste. Max surged forward and buried his face into Miko's butt. Miko stumbled forward a bit but recovered himself, glancing back uncertainly.

"What are you doing back there?" Miko asked. The dumb brute said nothing and kept his face lodged for a few moments before pulling free, though his face was still scrunched up. Miko was about to try and figure out why before the wolfman let out a rather wet smelling fart. The scent of jerky began to spread outward in the otherwise clean space, leaving Max looking more than just a little content with himself. Miko smirked a bit, finding the party animal's antics amusing. Miko finally let go of Max's chain and swung his backpack off his shoulders, carrying it through the living room and into the kitchen area. In short order he'd unloaded the chips, dip, balloons and everything else. Miko glanced at the empty cupboards and smiled at the irony of those items being the first.

Augie's parents had decided to move into a nicer place to celebrate their mutual raises, but to get the raises they had left their son on his own more and more as his high school years ticked by. Miko knew the isolation Augie felt, but the reward was unbridled freedom. Now Augie's new home could serve as a parent free party environment - at least for a few days. Still, Miko felt like a bit of a wall flower. He was the only person there.

"Hello?" Miko called out down the hall to the empty bedrooms, "Hellooo?" He called out louder.

"Arooooo!" Max howled from where he was scratching at his shoulder fur in the living room. Miko moved back to the living room and gave the wolfman's greasy hair a pet. He carefully took a hold of the wolfman's flannel jacket and pulled it off, tossing it into the corner. Miko removed his own baggy sweatshirt next, revealing the plain grey t-shirt beneath as he dropped his extra garb.

"We better get this party started." Miko decided, turning to face Augie's pride and joy. A shiny black Technics stereo with chrome detailing took up a portion of the main wall. Augie couldn't live without his music, and there wasn't anything more suited to a party than good beats. Miko moved over and ever so carefully touched the power button.

The stereo system flashed to life; the LCD display began dancing with blue and green lines, the subwoofer puffed and music poured out into the room. Max's amber eyes focused on the stereo as his pointed ears quirked forward, taking in the music. One clawed foot began tapping up and down to the music before the wolfman broke into a full dance pose, sending his clawed paw high into the air.

Miko's jaw dropped as he watched the party animal get into the music. The slathering, drooling beast was demonstrating an extremely robust set of moves with perfect precision - so much so that Miko was a bit jealous. Still, he could understand why his friends had ordered the party animal now. Just seeing him get into the spirit of things was infectious. Miko glanced around a bit uncertainly. The house was still empty other than him and the wolfman. Biting his lip a bit, Miko took a deep breath and stepped forward.

As the teenager felt the music pouring through him, it seemed to resonate most strongly in his foot. Just as the wolfman had, Miko's foot began to tap up and down to the beat. The only downside was that it was still somewhat moist from Max's 'accident' on the street corner. Without anyone to judge, Miko started trying to emulate Max's dance moves. The two strutted about the living room from side to side and back to the center, jumping and bopping and head banging. Miko chuckled, feeling more and more at ease with each passing moment. This was a lot better than just standing awkwardly, waiting for his friends to arrive.

After a few dance numbers, Miko excused himself to the kitchen to pour the chips and salsa out into bowls and prep the soda for pouring. Max wandered into the kitchen and grabbed one of the soda bottles with both clawed hands, slicing and grabbing at the top before the lid fell free. Miko went to object but the whole neck of the bottle was in the beast's mouth. Gulp by gulp, the bottle was drained until the wolfman dropped it and let out a hearty belch. Miko had to fan at his nose a bit. Even though it had been mountain dew, the burp smelled more like sriracha hot sauce.

Moving on to decorations, Miko tried blowing up some balloons next, tossing them around. Max had proceeded to claw at and bite them until they popped. Miko taped the last few to the walls and ceiling to try and keep them out of reach. The minutes had ticked by, then hours. Augie's five CD's had looped around back to the start and no one else had showed up. Miko moved back out into the living room, looking at Max. The party animal had danced, he had eaten, he had played with his noise maker. Miko was starting to feel bad.

"Listen, buddy, I... I don't know where the other guys are, I'm not sure how to fill the time." Max apologized. The wolfman moved over to the teenage boy and looked into his eyes for a moment. Miko smiled a bit nervously, "Is there any chance you know how to play monopoly?" Miko asked. Max leaned in, his leathery lips pressing to the teenager's pouty, soft ones. Miko's eyes shot wide but the wolfman's closed tight. A tongue covered in salty, tangy saliva plunged into Miko's mouth and began slathering around.

Miko's heart skipped several beats before it started racing. As intense as the kiss was, the wolfman hadn't stopped. He pressed in further, engulfing Miko's face in that thick beardy mane of greasy fur. Miko's lips were pried wide, his jaws pushed apart as the tongue wriggled and danced. The tangy, acrid saliva was churned in Miko's clean mouth. It soaked in between his teeth and clung to his gums, imprinting that strong flavor... but the wolfman's saliva was so much thicker than Miko's too. It was like aloe, filling up Miko's mouth.

After moments of uncertainty, one thing became clear. Miko had to breathe. He tried using his tongue to push the wolfman's back but to no avail. The only alternative was to clear his mouth another way. Miko relaxed his throat and swallowed, taking in all that wolfman drool down his throat. It was hot and silky as it went down. Miko gasped for breath before the drool pooled in again, and once more he took another gulp.

The teenager's lips formed into a strange, stretched smile in the kiss. The wolfman tasted like... curry, a spicy curry. His tongue was so wild, his lips so intense, and this... this was his first kiss. Miko wasn't kissing a girl or even a boy, he was kissing a beast - a party animal. Miko's fear started to melt as he closed his eyes and his tongue plunged into the unfamiliar territory of the wolfman's mouth. His sensitive tongue found sharp fangs and thick gums as well as a rough, animalistic tongue.

Feeling the human kiss back, Max promptly pushed the teenager to the ground and sat down on his lap. Miko yelped into the kiss but the wolfman began promptly humping the pinned boy lewdly. Miko struggled to get free, but every time he moved he just felt a hot, hard lump pressing down against him in a different spot. The party animal was horny... and it was horny for him.

Miko knew he should have been scared or surprised or resistant, but the idea that anyone or anything could have been excited for him was amazing. Blushing fiercely, the mousey teen began lifting his hips up, pressing his own hardening bulge into the more experienced groin of the wolfman. The wolfman grinned into the kiss, bringing his paw to caress Miko's cheek, dragging the tip of a brown, sharp claw along the boy's ear... an ear that seemed a little more pointed than usual.

Max broke the kiss and Miko gasped for breath again, drawing in cool air over hot, sharp, pointed teeth. Max came back down and Miko hungrily accepted the kiss again. He reached up with both hands to grab the wolfman's unruly hair, curling his fingers through it, anchoring himself into the kiss. He never wanted to let go. The wolfman growled in delight, that vibration leaving his furry chest and filling Miko's.

The kiss was so unlike anything he had ever experienced. Miko could have lived in that moment forever, but the wolfman seemed intent on giving him new sensations. There was a flash of sudden cold across Miko's chest. His shirt had been shredded. The fabric was in tatters. Max reached down and clutched at what was left before he pulled and tore it open. The fabric fell away to reveal Miko's pale, flat chest and stomach. The wolfman leaned in, pressing their stomachs together.

Miko shivered, feeling the hot and vaguely moist fur trail from Max's navel against his stomach. The two gyrated and ground together, the fur dancing across Miko's skin. It tickled and tingled and soon nearly burned, but Miko was unaware that the wolf fur dragging along his stomach was stimulating his own hair follicles as tiny black hairs began pushing out from around his belly button, thickening before an irregular trail pushed out all the way down into his pants.

Years of doubt and hesitation were being replaced with surging hormones. Miko humped up wildly, panting hard, enjoying the pressure and heat and friction of resistance. He kissed at Max wildly, no longer caring for things as simple as breathing air. He felt like he was finally wanted, finally accepted... Sensing that the party was going well, the wolfman reached down and pushed his sharp claws into Miko's pants. The claws cut through the fabric and Max drug them down. The pants split out and left Miko's brief clad cock in the open. The fabric was so tight and hot, but it was so clean at the same time.

Max's wolf nose wrinkled up in a bit of disgust. He reached down and pulled down his wet black shorts and revealed everything that had been pent up at once. A long, hot, thick, pointed, tapered, moist cock slapped down on Miko's underwear. Without even seeing it, Miko was impressed, although he soon leaned over to try and get a look himself.

Miko gasped slowly, seeing the hot wolf cock on his briefs, smearing sweat and musk across it. The white fabric was staining yellow in moments... and Mijko found that oddly hot. He panted hard, arching his back, laying on the carpet. Miko's fever was raging, his heart was pumping. The soft, callous free hands digging into the carpet began to throb. Miko's fingernails darkened to brown, they grey and black. Miko's chewed on fingernails thickened and curved, growing out into claws... and that was far from all. New hair was pushing out across his chest and under his arms. Even his cheeks were getting black stubble.

Max panted hard, thick syrupy drops of drool dribbling onto Miko's hairy stomach. The boy was almost ready to truly party with, but there was still a bit more missing. Still, no reason not to celebrate. Max moved around carefully. Miko gasped so loudly that it rivaled the morning winds. For the first time in his life, his cock was being held by a hand that was not his own. Max pulled it out of the newly stained underwear and gave it a few strokes.

It took every ounce of Miko's will power not to cum on the spot, but Max didn't give him much time to revel in the new situation either. The wolfman hiked up his tail, repositioned, and came down. Miko howled out and went cross eyed as he felt the hot, tight, undulating tail hole come down around his shaft. Inch by inch it slid in, and with little resistance. It was if Max was already lubed, though Miko tried not to think by what.

Max came all the way down until his tail wagged between the teenager boy's legs, slapping his balls and knees at the same time. The wolfman looked down at Miko and panted happily before he suddenly turned around on Miko's cock to face the other way. Miko tried to mutter a question, but then suddenly Max reared forward and dropped onto all fours. The sudden change of position hoisted Miko up off the carpet and slammed him onto the wolfman's back.

"Doggie style..." Miko muttered through his new fangs, his jaw swelling thicker as his eyebrows got bushier and bushier, growing together. Miko pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside and then he slammed in to the hilt. Feeling the exhileration, Miko pulled back and thrust in again and again and again. Soon Miko was fucking the wolfman to the beat of the music, slamming in so hard his boy balls swung around and smacked Max's taint with each effort.

Miko threw his head back and drooled uncontrollably, the thick syrupy saliva running over and throw bristles of black stubble. Each thrust of his cock seemed to force more hair to extrude. Miko's jaw darkened with black stubble, then his upper lip. Hairs emerged, growing long and wiry, curling down over his upper lip. They tickled the flesh they covered but they were far less unruly than the curly hairs emerging from his cheeks and chin and even his throat.

The teenager fucked the beast as if he was one himself, probing every contour of the wolfman's ass. He felt the thick tail thwacking against his furry stomach and chest, though the sensation stopped feeling like a whip on his smooth skin and more like a brush running through his hair. Patches of black fur had emerged from Miko's chest and hair was growing out across the back of his shoulders, down his spine and even around his ribs... but Miko was loving every second of it.

"Fuck... Fuck... FUCK!" Miko panted. It had become his new mantra, though his voice sounded deeper with each passing moment. Miko's cute mousey ears had changed into pointed virile ones, slowly tilting out from his sweaty, stringy hair. His pale flesh was taking on a darker tone, but so much was disappearing beneath fur that it hardly mattered. Still, it was the teen's beard mane that was the most impressive. It pushed out four inches from his jaw, then six, then eight. It grew out all the way down to his adam's apple, pushing out in every direction. It descended longer and thicker and wilder before Miko brought his sharp fangs to Max's neck and bit down in a lustful bite.

Max threw his head back and howled, nearly dislodging the teenage fucker riding his ass. The wolfman grabbed onto his canine cock and worked it with both paws, fucking a ring of claws as the powerhouse on his back kept going at it. Miko panted and grunted and growled and howled as he went at it. He felt his hair tickling his shoulder blades, he felt his beard tickle his nipples. He was furry all over, he was horny and hard and hot. His eyes snapped open, his irises looking like tie dye as yellow spilled in swirls that took over his natural color.

Somewhere deep down Miko knew he'd been infected. His humanity was being sapped away. He was becoming a party animal, a dirty wolfman to match the one he'd brought home himself... and he loved it. His simple life was gone. He was a creature of instinct and desire, nothing more. He kept pulling back and forth, but each thrust felt harder than the last as if Max was getting tighter.

Miko looked down at his cock to try and isolate the problem, but what he saw was unlike anything he had been prepared for. His tiny teen cock had bloated and mutated, growing thicker and longer. Veins bulged, the flesh was as red as a tomato. The base was bloated out into two semi spherical bumps like a canine knot. Curious, Miko began pulling his cock back out.

Inches of slimy dog cock emerged from the wolfman's hole. Miko drew out nine inches, then ten, then eleven and still there was no end in sight. As curious as he was, though, Miko slammed back in to fuck Max more. Even Miko's balls were bloated and furry, as big as oranges and covered in a black pelt. Miko's black bushy beard was only the start as finer, thinner black hairs grew up his cheeks and around his eyes, covering his nose as the tip tilted up and grew dark and moist. Black fur covered Miko's pointed ears, his hands, even his feet.

Miko grunted and panted in time with his conquest, but he was still changing. Miko's chest expanded, his shoulders broadened, his feet and hands grew and his back stretched out. What few scraps of clothes Miko had left soon tore apart, leaving him a massive, muscled, furry black wolfman mating a chestnut brown partner. Somewhere in his new furry exterior, Miko still remembered what it was like to be the little guy. His furry black paw slid around Max's hip and curled around the wolfman's cock, giving him a third hand to stroke off with.

Max's ass quivered with pleasure as he started to orgasm, and that quivering brought Miko to the edge too. Both wolfmen let out a deep and resonating howl as their balls tugged up and their cocks sputtered, spewing forth with thick yellowed sperm. Miko thrust hard and deep, his swollen knot wedging in so tight he couldn't pull out of Max if he wanted to, but both men continued pouring from their manhoods.

The orgasm ripped through Miko's brand new muscles like molten gold, turning his vision hazy and bathing his brain in pure pleasure itself. It felt like an eternity before it subsided, but as it slowly came to an end, Miko collapsed onto Max's back. Max panted heavily, his tongue hanging out of his mouth before he laid down in a puddle of his own semen on the otherwise clean carpet. Miko was draped over his back like a blanket.

Max sighed with relied and closed his eyes. Miko continued to pant, feeling the heat slowly radiating off his body as his heart slowed down bit by bit. In an almost drunken stupor, Miko looked down at his own paw and realized his pale flesh was starting to peek back through. In fact, the hairs were retracting all over the back of his hands. His claws pulled back, the hair grew sparser until his arm looked almost human again - just a lot hairier than it did before. The fur disappeared from Miko's nose next, then around his eyes. It pulled back from his elbows and knees, then thinned out across his legs.

As Miko recovered from the afterglow, his body pulled back from being an equally sweaty and grimy wolfman... but it did not retreat all the way. Miko's shoulders were still wider, his hairy stomach had some more definition to it, and the once mousy teenager had a mane of greasy black hair and a bushy beard. Miko felt so worn out he couldn't move, but he knew it had been the best party of his life.

****

Soft murmured and barely contained laughter carried in the crisp night air as three figures skulked amongst the shadows, moving up the wet driveway and past the overgrown shrubs. Two were shrouded in hoods while the last wore only a light jacket. Their leader eased up onto the front porch and glanced back at the others.

"Do you think they did it?" Augie asked, his green eyes peeking out from behind a curtain of dreadlocks.

"Dude, you told him to have the party ready like nine hours ago, I'm sure they did it." Vic replied, "Just open the god damn door." he added. Augie shrugged before he turned the door knob and stepped in to the house, immediately reaching up to pinch at his nose.

"Fuck, what is that smell?" Augie grunted. Vic pushed in around Augie and glanced around, looking at the sea of winter balloons and the overflowing bowls of food in the kitchen.

"I've smelled worse, but the kid really came through!" Vic grinned.

"Are you sure I should even be here?" Came the voice of the third young man. The caramel skinned twenty year old stepped into the house, reaching up to run a hand over his thick afro to make sure it hadn't been mussed in the car ride.

"You're the guest of honor, you helped our pal out of a tight spot... Or at least I hope you did." Augie replied, looking around, "Hello?" he called out.

"Aug, if that's you, this late, I'm going to pound you!" Miko's voice echoed down the hall. Augie's eyebrows raised in surprise at that, but not nearly as much as Victor's did when Miko came into the light. Their five foot five inch tall, squirrely mouse of a friend was standing at six feet tall with a mane of greasy black hair and beard that could have belonged to a cave man rather than a high schooler. There was a messy snort behind Miko as Max came stumbling along, his party clothes wet in all sorts of spots.

"Oh fuck, dude, you look amazing..." Augie murmured. Miko balled his hand into a fist and punched his best friend in the shoulder.

"Did you have this in mind the whole time?" Miko questioned.

"Well, we weren't sure if his condition would catch, we just wanted to get you laid honestly." Augie said.

"Yeah, you deserved more confidence and stuff. You're a real cool kid." Victor replied. Miko rolled his eyes and let out a breath before he hesitated, realizing the third visitor was in fact the nosey cashier from before.

"But it all really was a set up... I thought you were being weird." Miko smirked.

"Miko, this is Avery. Avery, Miko." Augie introduced.

"I follow anyone back when they look at the party animals, I always want to see what happens." Avery said with almost a hungry look in his eyes.

"Well it seems you missed the best part, but I can guarantee you I won't be returning this party animal." Miko said, reaching to scratch Max's chin. The wolfman panted hard and leaned into the scratch, unaware that Miko moved in for a kiss until their lips met and their tongues started dancing. Augie feigned disgust, Victor was too stunned to turn away, and Avery was clearly quite interested. All in all, it was the start to a rather fascinating party.

[Case file: Miko - Earth-626]