Part I-Initiation
#1 of His eighteenth
Ok, this is my first yiffy story. If you likey, leave a comment and I'll continue the story faster than I normally would. Leave this place if you are under 18 or offended by any of the keywords listed. Enjoy.
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"Who do we have today?"
"That would be a Mr. Michael Jacobs."
"GPA?"
"3.86"
"Good, and his assignment schedule?"
"No projects due until the thirteenth of the month."
"Excellent. He can stand to miss one day; he'll probably like what's coming for him, most of them do."
"I don't mean to be disrespectful, sir, but how can anyone not like their 18th birthday?"
"Good question, Roberts...good question."
The two sets of eyes lingered over the Jacobs file, and when they saw his mug shot, they knew exactly what he would turn out to be.
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My name is Michael Jacobs, but you probably don't care, after all, not many people do. Nobody cares about anything in this dumb podunk town of mine. Not that it's mine either, it's just...nevermind. I'm just kind of nervous about my future. I turn 18 today and I have no idea of what college I'm going to, what my career will be, or even what kind of girl I want. I'm not fit enough to play sports, but I'm not really that smart. As long as you turn in all your homework at my school, you get an A. I guess the most exciting thing about today is that I get to watch porn. Well, legally.
So I had this plan all figured out when I walked into my first period class. I was on the verge of excitement of going to the local video store and renting one. But then, Mr. Sanderson started lecturing, and I forced myself to pay attention
Sanderson wasn't the most exciting teacher around. Actually, that's an understatement. He could probably make a business being a sleep aid, and that effect was beginning to take its toll on me. I thought I got enough shut-eye last night, but 6 hours isn't much for someone on the outset of puberty. If only television wasn't so fun to watch. My eyelids were halfway down, and my thoughts were wandering. Then, I casually laid my head on my elbow, face down, so I could drift off in peace, when I suddenly heard a faint buzzing.
I sat up, trying to pinpoint the sound, when I looked down, seeing the back of my head on my elbow. What the hell? I thought, Maybe I'm having an out-of-body experience. After reviewing the possibilities, I assumed I was having a dream. Then, the desk gave a shudder, and began sinking into the earth. I saw my "frozen" body rise higher on the level with the rest of the class. As I descended lower and lower, the light of the classroom became smaller and smaller.
The moment the light was extinguished was the exact moment that the desk stopped moving. The room that I was in revealed itself to have completely white walls with no opening except for a doorway that had what looked like plastic wrap stretched from one side to the other. I stood up from the desk, and walked over to the threshold. Upon closer inspection, the plastic wrap seemed to be moving, much like a puddle, except vertical.
I reached out my hand, and felt absolutely nothing as my fingers slid right by and appeared on the other side. Feeling satisfied with the results, I withdrew my hand and proceeded to walk through. What came next was a powerful and accidental stubbing of my toe into my shoe. This force field of sorts let my hand through, but not my foot. Inquisitively, I immersed my left hand and decided to push through until I was stopped. It went fine until it reached my watch. The stainless steel just wouldn't go through.
So, being the moderately intelligent person I was, I took off my watch and shoes and tried again. I was stopped by my socks and my wristband. So I took them off. In only pants and shirt, I attempted to pass again. Both weren't allowed. Apparently, polyester, jeans, steel, and plastic couldn't go through. I became more and more nervous as more clothing came off. Nothing worked, not even my cotton boxers. So, with my last ounce of modesty being shed, I walked through the field.
With one last glance at my clothing, I continued forward. I made a left turn and I was in a hall full of artistic portraits of animals, or what looked like animals. Each picture had an animal in a very human situation. In fact, the animals had human-like arms and legs, and even some facial features. There was a tiger playing football, a leopard watching TV on his couch, even a deer at a sewing machine. The pictures continued, but with every step, the clothing on them became more revealing. As I reached the end of the hallway, there were full-on nudity shots, half of them were male, and the other half female and even some of both genders were in an aroused state. I was part disgusted and part intrigued
I made a right turn and came into a large empty room, probably the size of my school's gym. That's right, it was still school hours, It was still first period. I began to panic, thinking about how I would never be able to make all the work that I missed and whether I should drop the class this early in the semester, when I heard a voice coming from the other end of the room.
"You shouldn't be so quick to worry, it can kill you if you let it." The voice presented itself in the figure of one of those animals like in the hallway, but in real life. It looked like a wolf, but stood about 5 foot 9, about 3 inches shorter than me, and he had grey and white fur. Now I was frightened about what this guy (and I could definitely tell he was a guy seeing as how he was as naked as I was) wanted. He slowly walked toward me saying, "Don't be so scared. I'm here to help." Even though I was in the buff, I wasn't exactly embarrassed, he was nude, too after all. I almost felt a sense of comfort being around another person, or thing, or whatever.
Calming down, I asked him "What am I doing here? What are those pictures? What are you? But most importantly, why do I have to be naked?"
"Well, first, you're here because every person comes here on their 18th birthday. Second, those pictures are there to educate you and prep you for seeing someone like me in person. Third, I am a wolf, but you probably figured that out. Lastly, you're stark naked because it makes this faster."
"Faster? Wait," I said, "Don't get your hopes up, man, I don't swing that way."
"That's not what this is about," he chuckled, "I'm here to help you understand what I am and how you will follow the process that everyone else does. Now, I am what can best be described as anthropomorphic. It means I am an animal, but I move and function like a human."
My brain tried to comprehend what he said. "Anthropomorphic" wasn't exactly in our vocab books. "Is it kind of like the Disney cartoons? Like Jiminy Cricket and Mickey Mouse?"
"A crude but sufficient example," he replied. "sufficient" was definitely in our vocab book. While he was talking, I thought I heard a slight rumbling, but I dismissed it. I had more pressing matters at hand.
"So what does this have to do with me?" I asked, afraid of the answer.
"You're going to become anthropomorphic, in a similar fashion to myself."
This must be a dream, or vision, or something, because all the eighteen-year-olds at school were definitely not lions and tigers and bears. "Thanks but no thanks, can I leave now?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't ask you a question. I merely stated a fact. You will become anthropomorphic whether you like it or not. And even if you could leave, how would you? All the exits have been closed and you have nowhere to go."
"I assume you know how to open the doors."
"I do, but you can't leave until you are anthropomorphic."
I tried a different angle "Well, if I am going to anthromoporfic, what am I going to be?
"It's actually quite obvious. Your broad shoulders, tall physique, somewhat underdeveloped muscle, and your casual disregard for your school's restrictions on facial hair," I reached up and felt the short hairs on my face and chin, "mean you are one species. However, I will not tell you what it is for the simple reason that ruins the surprise." I could have sworn that I heard rumbling again, but it was probably just my imagination.
He started gazing right into my eyes and said "look at me. I am not a dream. I am real. I am tangible. In fact, I have a power, a power unlike you have ever known."
"Oh yeah?" I said defiantly, "What's that?"
"I can summon a creature that can transform and control human beings."
My stomach plummeted. One of two things were going on: Either this guy was convincingly dressed up as an anthropomorphic wolf and a serial killer who taunted his victims before he struck or he was dead serious. His eyes were completely black, and in spite of the moment, I found myself completely fascinated with them. They were so deep and mysterious, almost never-ending.
He continued to gaze into my own eyes now speaking in a soft, soothing tone. "You enjoy looking into my eyes, don't you." My eyelids drooped slightly. I am enjoying it, it's really...kind of...interesting...
"It's nice to look directly at them, into the deep abyss,"
Yeah...yeah...it's really nice...
"You have no idea that this was just a distraction."
Yeah...wait, what?
Suddenly, I tore my sight away from the wolf and whipped around and saw one of the most terrifying and amazing things in my life. It was a giant plant, with green tentacles whipping around in every direction. In the center was a closed blood red blossom that looked like it could fit a good sized person inside. It was a beautiful yet horrific wonder.
But before I could completely comprehend what it truly was, the tentacles stopped and lashed out towards me, wrapping themselves around my arms and legs. I counted one for each limb with even more approaching me. I struggled, but they were unwilling to let go. Two more came forth, opened to show a hollow interior, and latched onto my nipples, making me aware once again that I was completely nude. Then, the tentacles began to secrete liquid, and I instantly stopped squirming. so good...it feels so good. Then, two more came forth and grabbed onto each of my balls, enveloping them. It too began to secret liquid and put me even farther into sensual bliss. My cock began to grow and harden with every pulse of secretion on my erogenous areas. It was soon at full length and throbbing in time with the liquid.
What happened next was completely abnormal by any means. Two smaller, thinner tentacles moved toward me, but instead of heading for my genitals, they went for my head. Each one squirmed and wiggled itself into my ears. I felt them open inside my ear, close to the eardrum. Then, I heard a voice, "you are enjoying this aren't you?" It was the wolf. "You don't need to worry, just let it flow over you. let the pleasure control your actions."
There was only one tentacle left, and it was the largest and thickest of them all. It moved quickly to me and stopped in front of my cock. It opened itself, exposing another hollow interior. "Let the pleasure come. let it take over." Yes, let it take over. I must let it take over. I must... With that, the tentacle slid over my cock and hugged it, sending me into absolute heaven.
Everything was perfect. I closed my eyes and let the pleasure envelope me. My nipples, my balls, my dick, the soft words of the wolf, everything came together. Then, the pace quickened and I came closer and closer to orgasm. It was all coming together, it's all perfect...yes...Yes!
Stream after stream of semen burst from my cock. my back arched as absolute sensuality enveloped my entire being. The semen stopped, but the orgasm continued. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced, this orgasm was unending.
"You like this feeling, don't you?"
Yes! I love it!
"Good. In order to keep this going, you will be placed inside the plant, and you will become a new being. Do you consent to this?"
Yes, whatever I can do to continue this, I will do.
The tentacles moved me closer to the blossom. They positioned me directly over it as I looked down to see inside. It was filled to the brim with a sweet-smelling liquid. The tentacles slowly lowered me into the blossom. When my feet touched the liquid, my libido went back into overdrive. As more and more of my body became immersed in the liquid, the more intense the constant orgasm became. The tentacles released me as I became fully absorbed by the liquid, one more tentacle came forward and covered my mouth so that I could breath.
And there I floated for who knows how long, just relishing the amazing feeling that came over me. It slowly decreased in intensity, but I didn't care. I could hear a voice, but it was too faint to discern. At least, it was too faint with the amazing orgasm that I felt.
When the pleasure was almost gone, the liquid began to drain. As it passed my mouth, the tentacle popped off and retracted back into the plant. As soon as the liquid was completely gone, one petal of the blossom separated and bent away from me to create a ramp to the floor. I walked out of the blossom, expecting something amazing. I was slightly disappointed to only find the wolf standing there.
"That was amazing. That was the best orgasm I've ever had" I said to him.
"That's not all that it gave you. Look at yourself." He gestured to a mirror hanging on the wall that wasn't there when I first entered.
And so I did. I looked down at my feet, which had become covered in golden-brown fur. It continued up to my legs and upper thighs. My torso had also become coated in fur, with brown nipples barely showing through. Not only that, but my abs had tightened into a glorious six-pack. My arms had also become thicker and more muscular. But what was most surprising was my face, which took on the distinct form and shape of a maned lion. I saw myself and my body and it was fantastic.
The wolf stood next to me and said "You know, you're still very inclined." He was right, my cock was still rock hard and about 10 inches long, a good twice the size it was before.
He simply stated four words. "You've awoken, haven't you?"
Suddenly, my eyes glazed over and the words that were said in the blossom rose up in my mind. Once you have awoken, you must obey your master. You must serve him. You will obey continually until released. You must obey. Once you have awoken...
"Yes master, I have awoken."
"Good, now, why don't you fill that female behind you. Remember, you will be released just before you reach orgasm insider her."
"Yes master, I will obey"
I turned around, bent down, and pounced forward. When in midair, I noticed that there was a lioness laying on the floor, legs spread wide. I landed in front of her and quickly inserted my prick inside her. I humped like there was no tomorrow. I must serve my master. As I came closer to orgasm, I could hear her moaning harder and harder. I soon matched the noise. Then, I was released.
My head was now clear and empty of the wolf's commands, but I was too far into the process. I thrusted harder and harder into her, she returned the favor by hugging my cock and twisting on it.
Then, both of us came in unison. Her lubrication pushed my harder inside as I pumped ounces of semen into her. I stopped humping and let my cock rest inside her.
"Why don't you both just sleep now..."
Whether I was being controlled or not, it felt like a good idea. I rested my head on the plump, supple breast of the lioness and closed my eyes, drifting quickly off to sleep.
To Be Continued