A Late Halloween (WARNING: Incest & Clonecest)

Story by Kalebthecat on SoFurry

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A Late Halloween

1 Tormon Hills, Northern Veden

10:16 PM, 1st of November

Pounding on the wooden with diminishing strength, Crisp miserably begged "Guys! Let me out!" He was trapped by another one of his friend's pranks, trapped in an old, Victorian manor house in the middle of nowhere. His voice broke several times as he continued to wail in despair. "Please! This isn't funny!" He was only seconds away from tears of terror, but his three friends were cachinnating and one of his friends was crying tears of laughter.

"Guys!" Crisp had tried everything to escape, from kicking the door to bargaining with his friends, but so far he was without triumph. Once more, he yanked on the handle; it didn't budge, somefur was holding it. "If you stay in there until morning, we'll let you out!" His raccoon friend promised, snickering and struggling to control his tears. "No! Let me out, now! "We stayed in there until morning, it's only fair if you do it as well!" A second friend, a gray fox answered. "It's not my fault that I couldn't make it to your party!" Crisp gave up with the door and kicked it again in anger. Crisp rushed to the window, only to learn that there was no way to open it. "Tough luck!" He heard his final friend, a porcupine, guffaw.

A deafening clap of thunder shook the entire house. As if they were in pain, the old wooden boards howled all around Crisp. "Guys! Guys!" Crisp panicked and thumped with both fists on the door again. "The house sounds like it's collapsing! Let me out! Let me out! Pleaseeee!" Against his distressed shoves, the door opened marginally, but that only made his friends put more weight on the door to keep the wolf imprisoned.

With another boom of that feared thunder, the sound of pawsteps closing in erupted all around Crisp. Bawling, the wolf pleaded. "HELP ME! HELP! PLEASE!" His thumping turned to defeated scratches, tears now flooded from his eyes with no end in sight.

"Ahh, shit! It's raining again." One of his friends carped loudly from outside. Crisp froze and groaned at his own foolish mistake; now that it was mentioned, Crisp noticed that what he had taken for the sound of forepaws was only the patter of rain on the roof. Confidently, Crisp laughed and sauntered casually into the house further just to show it who was the boss. After all, what was there to be afraid of?

"Fuck, get the car already, dude!" He heard his friend's faint voices as they scrambled to their car, desperate to escape the downpour. Crisp's confidence drained at double speed. "Guys wait for me!" He called at the top of his voice and was back at the door in a second. He tugged on the handle, knowing that it would swing open for him. To his terror, it didn't. "Guys! Guys! Unlock the door!" He bellowed again and again, repeating the same words until he heard the car's engine rev. It was followed by the sound of his friends racing down the country lane back towards the city.

Crisp's tail slumped as his body did against the door, his ears even falling as well. Pulling his knees up to his chin, he devised a plan before he could break down completely. His greatest idea came first: his phone. His forepaw shot into his pocket to retrieve it the moment he thought about it. He flipped it open and speed-dialed his friend. "Beep-beep-beep! Beep-beep-beep!" His phone replayed and replayed the melody to him on a loop, his heart sunk. Looking at his phone he saw the words: "NO SIGNAL!"

Crisp sniffled, fighting back more tears, and pulled his hood up over his flattened ears to cower from the world. His friends were bound to remember him eventually and would come back, perhaps in the morning or when the rain had subsided. But until then, what could he do? Escape was impossible, the door was shut and all of the glass windows were designed to never be opened.

That was it: glass windows!

Standing in a flash, Crisp searched the foyer for anything sturdy and throw-able. The floorboards were wooden, so he could pry one free as a last resort, but first he would have to crowbar one free. There was a fireplace without coals on side of the room, a painting of two lion twin brothers dressed in Victorian clothes above it and a black umbrella propped against it. The eyes on the portrait seemed to follow him as he walked closer to the fireplace. Grabbing the umbrella, he hurried back to the window as a chill burnt a path down his spine. Raising the thing above his head, he slammed it against the pane with all of his might. The glass shattered into thousands of tiny, sharp pieces! A sense of hope filled Crisp, he nearly jumped out of the window. Instead, he climbed through the frame carefully avoiding the glass shards. The rain outside was frightful, the wind was powerful and the night was dark, but at least he wasn't trapped inside the house!

"WHO DARES TO DISTURB US!?" A deep, male voice caromed from inside the house. Crisp fell straight out of the window pane and into the mud. The white and red hoodie that matched his shorts became besmeared with marsh mud as he clambered to his paws in order to flee from the nightmare. "WHO DARES TO BREAK OUR HOME!?" It came again, this time sounding closer and aware of where Crisp stood. Wasting not a second more, Crisp was off , running towards the treeline that concealed the marsh where he would hopefully be safe. Tears of joy streamed down his face when he could no longer hear whatever the voice had belonged to, he dreaded to think about what would have happened if it had caught him!

Opening his eyes that he shut tight when he had began running, Crisp saw his high top converses painted with dirt, grime and the remains of vines that he must have kicked whilst running. In anger, he muttered something under his breath and wiped away some of the mud with a finger, how he hated to see his shoes in such a horrid state. As annoyed as he was, Crisp was smart enough to focus at the task at hand: getting home before he died of hypothermia! Crisp had no idea where he was, but knew that if he could find a road he'd be able to make his way back to the big city in no time. Crisp settled for walking forwards.

Only a minute later, Crisp found himself looking up at the house again. His mouth fell agape, had he turned back on himself by accident? Regardless, Crisp wasn't going back inside the manor under any circumstances and turned away from the manor. This time, he kept his eyes open so that he couldn't do a U-turn. Apparently, that didn't matter and he found himself standing at the house's door in no time. In absolute defeat, tears started in Crisp's eyes again.

Just then, his phone began to ring. Crisp knew that he must have been hallucinating, because he knew for a fact that he had no signal. Despite this, his forepaw grabbed his phone from his pocket to stare at the screen. 'Unknown number.' Where as others would throw their phone into the mud, Crisp accepted the call and put the device to his ear. His friend's voice came through. "Hey you idiot! Where the hell are you Crisp?" "Marcus!" Crisp laughed and tried to speak again, but his friend carried on speaking. "We're in the house, come find us!" Although Crisp had gotten his fingers burnt, he tried once more, only for Marcus to repeat the message. Crisp's finger slammed on the end call button, but it refused to be silenced. The message continued to play on repeat, even after Crisp turned his phone off! Suddenly, it changed. "...house...house...house..." It repeated in Marcus voice, imploring him to go inside the house. Crisp tossed his phone at the house, it bounced off of the door and hit the floor with a smash, but even that didn't stop it. If anything, it triggered the next change. "HOUSE! HOUSE! HOUSE!" It now demanded, the voice shifting to the demonic voice that had vehemently shouted at Crisp only minutes ago.

"WHO'S THERE!?" The voice demanded to know, but it did not come from the house. It echoed out of the marsh, had the monster chased him?! Horror filled the wolf as he dashed towards the house, forgetting all about what could have been in there.

BANG!

Somewhere in the marsh, a tree collapsed followed by more and more, each time getting closer to Crisp. The wolf was through the door and slammed the door shut behind him. All of the curtains drew and the door locked closed before Crisp could go back on his decision. A chilly gale threw Crisp forwards to the foot of the stairs. "Oww..." He whined as he got to his house before whatever had pushed him to the ground could jump on him. He shot around, only to see nothing but a pristine manor interior.

The house was in mint condition, the mold was gone, the tears in the fabrics were repaired without any signs of previous breaks and the umbrella was back against the fireplace. There were no signs of Marcus' party, or even any signs of somefur living in the house. Crisp didn't have time to question it.

Deep, low and infuriated the voice roared from outside "LET ME IN! LET ME IN!" The door strained on it's hinges, as if somefur was breaking it down. "TRESPASSER!" The noise broke the glass windows, they blew in as if somefur had thrown bricks through them. Simultaneously, the fireplace roared to life with an intense flame that broke out of the brick fireplace in a second. It consumed the nearby carpet and raced towards Crisp, the wolf ran for his life. The fire gave chase. As Crisp passed the many portraits, they each fell shrieking in the voice of the monster outside. Over all of this this noise, there was a sudden click and Crisp fell to the floor with a cry.

He only had time to twist around before the fire was upon him. In fear, he froze up expecting the fire to consume him as it had done everything else, but before pain reached him a massive wave of arctic cold water struck him. It froze the blood in his veins, made his fur stand on end and wet all of his clothes, but the fire did not reach him.

In confusion, Crisp looked down at his converses to see his laces tangled in a mass that resembled barbed wire. Crisp untangled all of them and made sure to tie his laces up tight again, he was certain that he wouldn't trip over them again. His mind seemed to have forgotten about the fire and monster as he opened the nearest door to find something to dry himself with.

The door opened into an unbelievably large dining room, complete with statues of Victorian furs dressed in magnificent clothing. Fascinated by the dining room, he walked around taking in all of the scenery. Once again, after the sound of a click, he fell to the wooden floor face first with his ass raised in the air. Before he could stand back up or even see what had tripped him, his shorts were tugged around his ankles and the light of a camera filled the room. "Snap!" Somefur, with a feminine voice, giggled.

Crisp burst out into laughter. "M-marcus? What the fuck was with that voice?" The wolf moved his head to laugh with his friend. Only he didn't. His body refused to move. Shocked by this supernatural power, Crisp gasped and remained with the wooden floorboards filling his view. There was another click, not the click of a camera, but the click of fingers. Something clattered to the floor. Crisp regained control of his body.

Immediately, he whipped his head around to see what he expected to be Marcus. All he saw was a phone resting on the floor. It was his phone. Grabbing it even more shocked than before, he stood up with his briefs and shorts around his ankles. The thing was repaired and no longer speaking to him. Freaked out by the how which he didn't know and even the who which he also didn't know, he threw the phone as hard as he could. It shattered on the closest wall, shattered into a million pieces; as it should have been.

Crisp bent over, having calmed down, to pull up his shorts when something in temperature close to the polar ice caps pressed up to one of his ankles. "Marcus don't put an ice cube on my ankle!" Crisp snickered, he looked over his shoulder to catch the wolf in the act only to see a massive, ghostly figure holding his red and white briefs with a grin spread over his face. "GHOST!" He yelled as his briefs were forced upwards, burning him between his cheeks and constricting his balls. "OWW OWW!" Crisp felt himself lift in the air, the material of his briefs ripped and he dropped to the floor. The ghost dispersed into thin air. Crisp twirled around, but no fur was there. Pulling up his shorts, since his briefs were now in two, Crisp scanned the entire room. He found nothing.

Just when he was getting ready to hide in a closet until somefur hopefully saved him, somefur or something tapped him on the shoulder. He was facing that direction in a second. This time somefur filled his vision. There was a nude behemoth of a lion with pitch black eyes, but the rest of his form was an astral, ghostly sky blue.

'GHOST!' Crisp opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out. The naked lion stepped towards him and Crisp turned tail to run. The clicking noise blared through the entire manor and as if the sound paralyzed him, he fell to the floor. His shoe laces were once again tied together, he saw. He deduced quickly, the lion was the fur doing this. Writhing on the floor for a moment, he slipped his converses off in a hurry, grabbed them and ran from the massive lion who chased him as if he were his next meal.

Out of the corner of his view, Crisp could see a much smaller lion without a mane (who was certainly male judging by his sheath) snickering at him. The smaller lion clicked again and as Crisp escaped the room, his shorts were back around his ankles and he was tumbling back to the floor. Wasting no time, Crisp kicked them off and left them there on the landing as he continued to run. Now the lion had no way to stop him! Crisp yet out a cry of triumph as he ran straight in the door, expecting it to open. As he slammed into the door, his head collided with it knocking him out cold.

With his last seconds of consciousness, Crisp could hear the laughter of the ghosts as they floated above and around him.

Crisp awoke to silence and the view of a Victorian style master bedroom with a four post bed with curtains draped between them. There were as a bureau stretching up to the ceiling and a basin next to it. Finally, there was a floating camcorder in the center of the room focusing on Crisp with the fold-out tab facing him. The wolf screeched and thrashed around, the device followed his face whether it went. Soreness burned through Crisp's body, especially his armpits, head and legs. This was when Crisp noticed that his arms were pointing to the ceiling and couldn't move. His eyes shot up to see shoelaces tied around his forepaws and arms, holding them together to prevent escape. "HELP!" Crisp struggled in his makeshift bonds. The wolf could move his legs and walk forwards, but that only seemed to tighten the laces rather than loosening them.

Crisp gave up in his struggles once more and paid attention to the coldness surrounding his body. Looking down he saw his bare, exposed chest and his tight, red and white undies. At this point, Crisp didn't even care to question how. He saw his converse high tops wrapped snug around his paws as well. They served to soothe his nerves slightly, but that was not enough to take away the fear of what would happen to him.

"And we're back ladies and gentle-furs!" The feminine voice from before giggled. The magic lion who had been able to tie up Crisp's laces and pants him with a click of his fingers appeared in front of the camera, looking straight at Crisp. "HELP! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Crisp squawked a variety of words similar to this, the lion frowned and clicked his fingers. Crisps voice faded, the lion had made him mute! Crisp's shouting turned to silent sobbing as the lion continued to speak. "I'm Celestino Valentine and this here is a naughty wolf who's been trespassing for quite some time! What's your name Mr. Wolf?"

Something told Crisp that his voice had returned, he sobbed "C-crisp..." "Aww, don't cry!" Celestino frowned and floated to his captor, the lion planted an arctic kiss on his forehead. A shiver thundered through Crisp. "We aren't going to hurt you, we just want some fun!" On the live-feed, Crisp could see that Celestino was invisible. He could look right at himself, the way his underwear bulged slightly and his body twitched could all be seen. To the camera, Celestino didn't exist and Crisp would only sound like madman if he pleaded.

"We?" Crisp croaked, his tears dried up quickly; perhaps that was because of Celestino's magic. "Anacleto!" Celestino hollered, the behemoth of a lion slowly became visible next to Celestino. He was just as Crisp remembered, his mane no smaller, but now he seemed affable and smiled warmly. His eyes wandered to the wolf's shoes. "I like your converses and your briefs. I'm very sorry for breaking them." The lion mumbled, he cowered behind his brother who scoffed. "T-thanks." Crisp blushed. It was comforting to know that at least one of his captors had good taste in shoes.

"Now then, our lovely fans." Celestino turned to the camera as if it could see him whilst Anacleto stalked closer to Crisp. Floating along the floorboards, he did not disturb a single thing as he did. "Your a cute one!" Anacleto commented in his brutish voice, he appeared to be blushing. He rested a forepaw on the wolf's chest, the touch felt like cold crackling lightning that burnt his skin. He gasped in shock. "Mhh..." Crisp noised as Anacleto's touch traced down the middle of his chest, he stopped at the edge of his briefs. He touched the tip of Crisp's cock that was housed in his briefs, but soon fell down to his shoes. Anacleto ran his beefy forepaws over them and paid no further attention to the wolf himself.

"So my friends, you may consider this a follow up to the lovely orgy we had yesterday thanks to this wolf's friends!" Celestino finished and turned to see Anacleto reaching out with his tongue to lick Crisp's immaculate shoes. "Cleto!" The ghostly lion growled, "Don't play with him yet!" "Sorry big bro." Anacleto's tongue curled back into his mouth and the lion floated back to his place next to the camera. He plucked it from the stand and then reappeared next to Crisp, focusing the camera on his body. The buff lion captured every contour of Crisp's body, tracing his naked body with lens to let their viewers observe the toy.

"So, brother? What are we going to do to get this wolf boy hard and dripping?" The twinkier lion floated to the other side of Crisp, running a cold, slender forepaw over his body making him jerk as if he had been electrocuted. The wolf whined as the forepaw approached his underwear, slowly moving to tease him. It was agonizing, having to take the torture of waiting such a long time for the inevitable moment where the lion jerked him off. Crisp shut his eyes and prayed for it to come soon. Suddenly, the freezing sensation halted and left. Crisp opened his eyes to see the lions back on the other side of the room, whispering. Crisp tried to tune in, but by the time he'd managed to focus on their voices, the lions had turned back to him.

Standing behind the camera, silently the two faced one another. They gazed into each other's eyes with longing, their forepaws gripping the other's body. Anacleto let out a purr of happiness and kissed his brother on the lips as if he hadn't seen the feline for years. This kiss turned sexual. Pulling back slightly, they showed Crisp their tongues which were fighting to get into the other fur's mouth. The sloppy kiss was hardly over quickly, soon Celestino was pushing his fingers into his brother's mouth to allow him to explore the buff lion's body undisturbed.

Only a few seconds into stroking Anacleto's body, Celestino caught Crisp's stare. He chuckled at the black and gray wolf. "Envious, Crisp?" In a flash, he was beside Crisp stroking from his chest to his belly with that ice cold back of his forepaw. "No... I'm not." Crisp shivered as he spoke. The sensation spread to his spine, soon his teeth were chattering and his forepaws were shaking above him. "Aww! It's alright to be jealous, pretty boy." Keeping him in suspense, Celestino moved away from him and back to Anacleto. "I know that I'm turning you on-" Celestino corrected himself before Anacleto could grow mad, "That we're turning you on with all of this. But you can get in on the fun too, technically."

So that Crisp could flinch at the sound he was coming to recognize as danger, Celestino raised his fingers. Winked at Crisp. Then clicked loudly. This time, the results weren't so bad.

Anacleto's entire form went black and dropped into a black puddle of sludge. Crisp could smell it, rancid, repulsive and evil. Just as Crisp grew nervous, Celestino came to comfort him. One forepaw was placed on Crisp's belly, the other his back. "Shh, wolf..." Celestino whispered. "Want a kiss?" The lion floated above him and had to lower himself down to get to Crisp's muzzle. The wolf found himself pushing forwards towards Celestino's lips, drawn to him almost. Their lips were only centimeters away. Crisp opened his muzzle for the lion and expected Celestino to just take over. "Oh my. I appear to blocking your view." Celestino claimed and hovered away from him. "Watch closely, Crisp." Crisp balked, but not because of the denial of the kiss, but because of what had formed out of the shadowy mess.

It was him. Only, not him. This wolf was much more stoic, but wore his face, his fur and even his clothes. It, he, was dressed in everything Crisp had worn to visit the manor: the white gloves, the red and white hoodie and shorts, even the high converse tops! Crisp knew that wolf was probably wearing the same underwear and socks as him. Crisp stared at it, but it didn't stare back. That's when Crisp noticed something different about the wolf, his eyes. Not only were they cold, empty husks, but they were a deep black like the ghost's.

"Impressed? That's not everything Anacleto can do." On cue, Crisp's clone (or Anacleto as Celestino still called him) reached for his hoodie (which had been adjusted to cover his chest and belly) and removed it, dropping it back off of his body to slump it on the floor. Before it hit the ground, it dispersed into thin air. Not that Crisp noticed, he was busy observing the clone and his muscular chest. As the wolf flexed his biceps, making them bulge, Crisp felt something rumble down south. He whimpered as the wolf stretched out to show off his six-pack and those defined pecs.

"Want him, Crisp? If you do a little thing for us you can have him all to yourself." Celestino promised. Crisp's words couldn't be spoken fast enough for his liking, he stumbled over them and stuttered as he spoke. "What- What do I have to do?". "Dance, wolfy. Dance." Celestino answered, breaking out into a fit of laughter. "Tap dance for us and we can give you a toy just like this." "What?! No!" Crisp refused. "I'm not tap dancing!" He frowned. As tasty and as interesting as having a clone to play with would be, he wasn't about to embarrass himself such a way.

"Aww? Not convinced that he's the hunk for you? Need us to show you more?" Celestino zipped over to Crisp's clone and locked lips with that wolf, Crisp felt a twang of jealousy, but also something wet on his own lips. Crisp could have sworn that something pushed against his lips as Celestino kissed his brother passionately, nearly shoving the wolf to the floor as he did.

Celestino bent over, so that he could undress Crisp's clone, and showed the real Crisp his tight pucker. Shaking his ass, tail swaying, the lion sawed off each and every one of the button on his brother's shorts at an agonizing pace. The front of them swung open for Crisp to see the bulge in his clone's underwear. It was large, whatever Anacleto had become was hung like a horse. The wolf's (the clones) underwear, briefs like his own in the same color, strained as they were stretched by the wolf's erect cock. Celestino reached into the wolf's shorts to remove his brief, whilst keeping his shorts on. Not a second later Anacleto's new cock sprung free for all to see. It was long, measuring 7 inches or more and leaked pre as if he'd been teased for hours. The trails snaked all over his cock head, dripping onto the floor and pooling at his feet.

"Do you want my brother yet? He's so big... His dick is so long, he could entertain you for days. All you have to do is dance and entertain me." Celestino expected the wolf to buckle and dance his heart out. "I told you, no..." Crisp's blush was burning up his cheeks. "Really? Do you need me to kiss you again? Jerk you off and make you come all over your belly." "I'm not going to dance for you.." Crisp was humiliated by how Celestino knew exactly what he wanted, but Crisp wasn't about to give into the lion just yet. "Well then..."

Celestino reached out to the clone wolf's cock, which stood tall against his furry chest, and gripped it in one forepaw. The wolf clone showed no falter in his expression, but Crisp wheezed. It was undeniable that something furry and something cold, had a grasp around his cock despite the fact that his cock was safely snug in his underwear.

"H-how?" "Like it? Nothing like magic to get the cum flowing..." Celestino chuckled and stroked the wolf's cock. "Ohh!" Crisp cried out, jerking backwards from the feeling, but then pushing forwards. He expected the pleasure to rush through him again, but nothing happened. Celestino had complete control over Crisp's pleasure.

"I can go faster, if you'd get up and dance for me." Celestino tried to bargain, keeping his forepaw tight around the head of the clone's cock. He glared over to Crisp, hoping to see the wolf faltering. "Never!" Celestino stroked down the wolf's cock quickly, pushing it towards his body and then back again. Crisp let out a howl, as if his cock had been thrust into the tightest ass and squished between the cheeks. Celestino stroked down the wolf's legs, Crisp felt this as well and twitched at the touch. "Want this toy yet, Crisp?" Celestino gripped the wolf's cock and jerked downwards, bending and curling his wrists around it at his did all whilst making sure to move his way down all of the wolf's length until his fist was pressed tightly against the wolf's crotch. Celestino pulled his forepaw back up to the top of the wolf's cock, squeezed the head in his forepaw and looked to Crisp. Crisp didn't respond, but was instead beginning to hump his underwear in desperation. He was close, pent-up and horny. Celestino used that to his advantage.

Celestino teased the sensitive head; pinching it almost with his thumb and finger. He rubbed his thumb around, pushing on the cut cock head to make him squeal in delight. Crisp writhed around in his restraints as the coldness focused on one central point on his cock, refusing to buckle or halt as it brought him closer and closer to orgasm. Just when Crisp thought he had adjusted to that icy bite, Celestino's whole fist gripped around his clone's cock and dragged down slowly. All of Crisp's cock got to experience this pleasure causing him to break out into a spasm of howls, cries and yelps for more. Celestino only stopped when he ran out of cock to stroke, but this onslaught was not over yet.

As Crisp's cock ached in his underwear, Celestino gave the wolf clone more. With both forepaws he reached out and made two fists, one after the other he jerked the wolf off making sure that there were no pleasure-less intervals between the laps that his forepaws made. After plenty of rounds, all of which got Crisp moaning or groaning, Celestino made a little, tight ring out of two fingers at the base of the clone's cock. His other forepaw went down, as it had before, but upon reaching the ring that was being twisted around the cock constantly, it shot back up to the wolf cock's head to rub it.

"OOOOHHHH! S-stop that!" Crisp yelped, the icy touch did not help his balls which ached and begged to come.

The pace quickened, Crisp's iron defenses broke down rapidly as he felt his orgasm about to come rushing free. A squelching noise filled the room, radiating from the clone's cock as it was milked for it's lovely cum. "YES!" Crisp howled, his head bending to look at where the moon would be. A moan escaped his lips, but rapidly turned into a canine howl. He bucked his hips, like an alpha wolf breeding his bitch, as he came. He felt everything, the pressure all being released at once in the form of white, warm seed, the rush of endorphins and the elation that came with blowing such a big load. Crisp's tongue lolled out of his mouth, he relaxed into his bondage and looked at the white seed that coated the floor in front of the wolf clone.

It smelt so good from where Crisp was, but just when Crisp was about to ask to have it, it dissolved into the carpet where no fur could get a it.

"Did you enjoy that Crisp?" Celestino came away from the wolf after flicking the cock head which was rapidly going soft again. "Y-yes..." Crisp admitted, embarrassed that he had been reduced to such primal howls by the lion. "Of course you do! Just look how big your tent is!" Celestino had no issues with pointing out the large bulge in the front of Crisp's briefs, the front of it soaked with something musky.

But the wet patch was much too small for a wolf who'd just jizzed in his underwear. He noticed that his cock was still throbbing and his cock hard, his balls felt full and finally he could not feel the cum clinging to his fur. That was when it hit him, he hadn't climaxed at all! Crisp whined and tried to hump it out of himself, grinding his cock against his tight underwear. He couldn't, whatever had been preventing his orgasm was still present and showed no signs of giving Crisp mercy. "A-a-a Crisp!" Celestino tutted. "If you want to to come, you'd better dance for the camera."

Crisp blushed, being denied his orgasm unless he complied was a harsh and wicked thing to do, but it was certainly convincing. "Sure..." Crisp whimpered. "B-but do I still get my clone?" "Of course you do. Along with so many orgasms you'll lose your mind. Ready to dance? I'm hoping that you can tap dance." Celestino commented and clicked his fingers. The shoelaces that held Crisp's arms untied themselves and fell to the floor, he dropped his arms immediately. Before Crisp could start his attempt at a tap dance, Celestino clicked twice. Crisp felt himself naked, but only for a second. His underwear was replaced by a tight black leotard, his erect cock making a large and conspicuous bulge. Tap shoes appeared on his paws as well. The entire outfit tingled for a moment, then knowledge filled Crisp. He began to move his feet like an expert. Celestino laughed and floated back behind the camera to watch the show, Anacleto was fascinated by the wolf's new found dance moves as well.

Crisp danced across the room, clicking his shoes on the wooden floor as he moved with a slight tilt. He kept his arms moving back and forth, his elbows at angle near to 90 degrees. When he reached the end of the room, he turned full circle and shot his arms out diagonally in both directions. Then he swapped them, once more and then a finally before he moved back to the middle of the room. The camera followed the concerned wolf, who was beginning to sweat like a pig in a sauna. Then things started to get a little bit complex for Crisp.

Throwing his arms in and out at the same time, he continued to move back and forth with a small spring in his step. Perhaps the hardest thing to do was maintain his balance as he danced, that and he could have sworn that Celestino was getting ready to knock him off balance with more magic. Crisp added slight pauses to his routine along with plenty of other moves that he'd just learnt thanks to Celestino. This dance lasted for a minute or more, with Crisp prancing about moving his arms to the beat he created with his paws. When his dance was about to come to a close, Celestino clicked his fingers and Crisp's outfit began to tight around his body.

It became difficult for him to move, especially his legs. But the most noticeable thing was the material constricting around his cock. The friction made from jumping about forced him to loll his tongue out of his mouth, his movement became sloppy as he danced and he almost tripped several times. Celestino either knew this and didn't care or hadn't noticed Crisp's distress, because the leotard continued to tighten around his body until...

"GAH!" Crisp cried out and stopped dancing. He froze in the middle of the room, a warm feeling spreading over his front and an even warmer blush consuming his cheeks again. "Crisp!" Celestino giggled. "You naughty, naughty wolf." The lion licked his lips as a wet patch spread over the leotard, making the color darker. "I'm so sorry!" Crisp tried to apologize, but the lion hardly seemed offended. "Oh it's alright, wolfy. It must have been hard to resist the tingle, all that sweaty, tight material rubbing your dick in all the right places. Who could resist?" Crisp didn't respond and instead kept very still, hoping that Celestino would let him go now that he'd came. "I bet that you're all musky in that leotard. Let's get rid of it." Celestino clicked his fingers and just as quickly as it had appeared, the leotard vanished. "Umm..." Crisp mumbled, uncomfortable about being naked with pools of cum trickling through his fur. "But what will we do with all this cum..." Celestino stalked closer to Crisp, the wolf didn't dare to move and stayed frozen to the spot in fear. "I know."

Celestino dropped to his knees in front of Crisp and kissed his paws just once. Then, with his tongue, he trailed all the way up the wolf's body, over his knees, around his thighs until he finally came to the wolf's balls. He placed them in his mouth and breathed cool breath onto them, Crisp shivered. Celestino continued, taking his tongue further up to the wolf's navel. Then Celestino stopped; and came back down to the wolf's crotch that was soaked with his cum. Celestino lapped at the seed with his long tongue causing Crisp to whimper, but still he did not move. Celestino ran his tongue over all of Crisp's belly, slurping it all up until there was nothing left but the scent.

"Mmm... I could sniff your crotch all day." Celestino smirked as he came back up. wiping his mouth with the back of his forepaw. "Brother came here, restrain our guest." Crisp only whimpered as Anacleto lifted and held his arms. "What are-" Crisp got no further as Celestino lunged for him, fingers outstretched to tickle him. The wolf howled with forced laughter as Celestino's fingers danced over his ticklish arm pits. He writhed and kicked in Anacleto's grasp, but neither of the ghosts gave in. "STOP! STOP!" Crisp laughed as Celestino continued to wiggle his fingers inside of the crooks of Crisp's arm pits. He moved his tickling to Crisp's neck and watched grinning as the wolf threw his head around, mouth stretched wide and tears of joy flowing from his eyes. Just as Crisp began growing exhausted from the tickling.

"Sit on my bed, paws up on the ottoman. I want to tickle those paws." Anacleto walked away to fetch the camera, leaving Crisp to settle down on the comfortable bed. Celestino pulled a leather ottoman out from under the bed and allowed Crisp to put his paws up. After slipping off the wolf's converses, Celestino created a feather from thin air and ran it between Crisp's toes. The wolf giggled slightly, but wiggled his toes more and waited for the lion to continue. Celestino made sure to tickle each and every one of the wolf's individual paw pads, soon Crisp had his forepaws over his mouth to stop his laughter. But that wasn't enough when Celestino caught him off guard by dropping the feather and tackling him.

"EEK!" Crisp cried with laughter as the lion flung himself up on to the bed and pushed Crisp down onto his back. Celestino attacked his sides, tickling them whilst keeping Crisp pinned to the bed with his magic. Crisp couldn't even move, all he could do was laugh and wiggle slightly until Celestino finished with him. That moment came several minutes later, when every inch of Crisp's body had been tickled, his eyes were puffy from tears and his jaw ached from the laughter. Not only that, but his boner had sprung back to life.

"Horny again?" Celestino giggled and flicked the wolf's boner, making him whimper. "Stand up, Crisp. Stretch, let the camera see you again. It's rude to keep our viewers from seeing you." Crisp did as he was told, despite the fact that he was terribly embarrassed. He felt like a porn star as he flexed and stretched in front of the lens. Crisp smiled at the camera, thinking that it was focusing on his face. The wolf quickly noticed that it was more interested in his cock than anything else, anxiety flooded the wolf again. Crimping his legs, he covered his cock and blushed.

"What's wrong, Crisp? Do you not like the idea of having your cock exposed?" Crisp shook his head to say no. "I can fix that." Lounging on the bed, Celestino clicked his fingers. Latex stockings and gloves appeared on Crisp, Celestino observed the wolf for a moment. "This doesn't cover anything..." Crisp pointed to the latex crop top he wore. "Good point. That and I don't particularly like latex. But lingerie?" Celestino clicked. The latex was replaced by lacy, silky lingerie; the gloves disappeared and weren't replaced, the stockings became silver and woven, the crop top turned into a corset and panties appeared to cuddle up to his balls. The only down side was that Crisp's cock was still very clearly visible. "That's no good either." The outfit changed again, a blush sprung up all over Crisp's face. Now he wore a rather slutty maid's dress. One of the shoulder straps fell down as he cried out and pulled the skirt down on it. "No skirts!" Crisp tried to demand. Celestino rolled his eyes, but clicked his fingers anyway. A heavy metal collar appeared around Crisp's neck, similar bangles forming around his wrists and ankles. He wore see-through mesh clothing now, so his cock was still visible. Grumbling when Crisp shook his head, Celestino clicked once more and what he saw made his eyes open wide.

A dark blue jumper covered all of Crisps' upper half, not including his cock as that became trapped in the black shorts he wore. There was still a midriff that showed off his belly, but Crisp didn't mind too much. The tights that ended just below his shorts were cute as was the way that the jumper drowned his arms. "I like this one..." Crisp admitted, but Celestino's sadistic nature kicked in. In the blink of an eye, the clothes were grown and were replaced by a hoodie and nothing else. "Oops!" The lion exclaimed when he saw Crisps' pouting face. "We can see that lovely cock of yours, by the way." In alarm, Crisp shot around to hide. He bent over slightly, showing his ass to the camera. Celestino clicked his fingers, Crisps' jumper was replaced by a pink, girly dress. He wore no panties and so his tailhole was exposed to the camera, Celestino whistled. "I said no skirts!" Crisp cried out and tried to pull the skirt down further, only to find that he wore a dress. Celestino shrugged and floated over to Crisp.

"You look very girly in that thing." Celestino mentioned. "I wonder... Anacleto could you hold him still? Crisp would look rather pretty in make up." The lion smirked as Anacleto lunged at him, grabbing him and lifting his arms high above his head to prevent his escape. "Wait! No!" Crisp cried. "No make up!" The wolf tried to bargain with the lion who was clicking his fingers several times, making make up items appear on the bed. "I'll do anything! I'll-i'll let you have sex with me!" "Sorry, Crisp. But we were already planning on doing just that." The lion winked and approached Crisp with a mascara brush. "Now stop with all this carping, I know that you want this done to you. Otherwise you wouldn't be all hard would you?" Celestino prodded Crisp's cock, making him whine. "Now open your eyes wide and don't twitch." With the brush, the lion pushed back Crisp's eye lashes making them more defined and blackening them with the mascara.

Next, he clicked his fingers and the mascara brush changed to an eye-liner pencil. "Close your eyes." Crisp obeyed and twitched involuntarily as he felt the pencil pushing against his skin. "Open." Celestino looked into Crisp's eyes and smiled. "I'd say that your eyes are all done. But what's a girl without her lipstick?" Celestino giggled, once again the pencil changed into candy red lipstick. Crisp attempted to revolt, pulling in his lips and trying to avoid the stick. Celestino frowned, clicked his fingers and suddenly Crisp was no longer able to resist, he pushed his lips out for the lion and watched as his lips were reddened with make up. When he'd finished, the lion stepped back. "Lovely. Brother, let him look at himself." Celestino ordered as he picked up the camera to prepare it for their final act.

Having been released by Anacleto, Crisp turned around quickly to gaze at himself in the mirror. A wolf with defined eyes and big red lips wearing a small light pink dress looked back at him with a rosy red blush. Crisp twiddled his thumbs, if he saw himself wearing that in the street he'd easily mistake himself for a woman or a very mature looking girl. "Happy, Crisp?" Celestino purred. Turning to face the lion, Crisp (not wanting to anger Celestino further) lied: "Y-yes.." "Perfect. Now I think you know what we want." Celestino waggled his finger, telling the wolf to turn back around and present himself. Obediently, Crisp did so.

In the mirror, Crisp observed Anacleto (still looking exactly like Crisp) walking forward with his cock out. Crisp whimpered a he felt the lion take hold of his hips and from the corner of his eye he saw Celestino recording them from the side. A cold feeling flared over Crisp's ass when Anacleto pressed his cock to the wolf's bubbly cheeks. He ran it forwards, over the wolf's sensitive pucker and then back again. He pushed Crisp's ass cheeks up against his cock and continued thrusting into them, making the wolf whimper and whine beneath him. Crisp's cock felt as if it was being ran through silk sheets, he could only imagine what would happen when they had sex. Slowly, Crisp began to relax as he adjusted to the feeling of Anacleto hot-dogging his ass. Next Anacleto angled his cock down and teased Crisp's taint, causing the wolf to bite into his lower lip and cry out: "Just fuck me already!"

Anacleto grinned to his brother, asking for permission. "Ever had a cock in you before?" Celestino questioned. Staying silent, Crisp shook his head to say no. "Go ahead, brother. Make him scream for us." When Celestino focused the camera on Crisp's ass and Anacleto's cock, the wolf began teasing Crisp's ass with his cock. "Ohh..." Crisp moaned as felt his cock head being compressed and his tailhole opening up. As if by magic, Anacleto's cock glided in to Crisp's virgin tailhole perfectly until he hit the wolf's prostate. "Mrhmp!" Crisp cried out, his ass tensing around Anacleto's cock which also stimulated his own cock. An exiguous amount of pre squirted from his cock, splattering on the mirror.

"Pull out and go balls deep, brother." Celestino's orders rang through Crisp's ears, making his head jerk up to glare at the smaller lion who had placed the camera at an angle that would capture everything. Surely enough, Anacleto pulled his dick out all the way making Crisp tense up. That was a big mistake. With full force, Anacleto slammed his hips into Crisp's and drove his cock balls deep on the first thrust! "FUCK!" Crisp screamed in pleasure, Anacleto grabbed his wrists to prevent him from running.

"Again!"

Anacleto repeated the process, once again causing Crisp to cuss and scream.

"Again!"

This continued until Crisp was worn out, his cock soaked in his own pre and his ass stretched. He no longer cried out when Anacleto rammed him, but grimaced at the pleasurable feeling that engulfed him each time.

"Don't let his facial expression fool you, brother." Celestino said as he approached. "This slut loves being rammed in the ass. Just look at this..." Going between Crisp's legs, Celestino scooped the pre that had dripped from Crisp's cock off of the mirror and pushed his finger into the wolf's mouth. Crisp swallowed and sucked on Celestino's finger whilst the two lions conversed.

"Brother, do you remember what we did to that opossum that we caught?" Celestino asked. Anacleto nodded. "I want to do that to this wolf." With that, Crisp was lifted into the air by Anacleto and carried to the bed by him. Anacleto got onto the bed having placed Crisp down gently. "Ride me." Anacleto ordered, pointing to his dick. "Face away from me." Like an obedient puppy, Crisp shakily clambered onto the bed and impaled himself on the cock. He did so with ease and elation, he was disappointed when he found that the sensation of having his pucker split open had ended thanks to Anacleto stopping him with a forepaw.

Crisp was about half way onto the wolf's long pole when he was abruptly halted, so when he was stopped he naturally attempted to get more than his fair share. This resulted in the wolf, Anacleto, letting out a growl and ramming all of his cock into Crisp without warning. "SHIT!" Crisp cried out as Anacleto's cock went further than before, touching places he'd never had touched. As Crisp hovered over his clone's cock, the wolf below him continued to thrust until Crisp's tongue lolled from his mouth. Just when Crisp was convinced that nothing could be better, Anacleto reached out with his icy touch and jerked the wolf off with quick movements.

"OH FUCK!"

"Are you satisfied Crisp?" Celestino asked, who was now standing in front of the bed focusing the camera on the way Crisp's dick bounced as he was fucked from below. "N-no! Tell him to go deeper!" Crisp demanded as he held onto one of the poles for support, the force of Anacleto's thrusts were almost knocking him off balance. "I'd say that it's your turn to do some work, take him all the way, Crisp." Without a single moment of hesitation, Crisp dropped all of his body onto the cock and screamed in delight as his prostate was treated to inexplicable pleasures. It felt as if his cock was sandwiched deep in something squishy, soft and wet whilst also having ice cubes dragged quickly over his dick. Not only this, but his prostate was also being treated to the coldness of Anacleto's cock.

"Good." Celestino chirped, he dropped the camera and it stayed suspended in the air where he left it. Climbing on to the bed, Celestino kissed Crisp briefly before removing Anacleto's forepaw from Crisp's cock. "Keep fucking this slut, brother! Fuck him until he can't take anymore!" Celestino seemed galvanized by Crisp's loud moaning and ploughed his lips into Crisp's to taste inside of his mouth again. Crisp pushed back against the lion, but found that Celestino was rather skilled with his tongue and wrestled the wolf's down without difficulty. After he'd won that battle, Celestino pulled Crisp's cock out from under his dress to conquer it.

When Celestino thrust his cock against Crisp's sensitive one, the wolf whined loudly and was rather surprised to discover that Celestino's cock was much longer than his own. "Jealous?" Celestino chuckled as he rubbed his cock against Crisp's. "All the more for me to rub you with, I say." Wielding his cock like a towel, Celestino scrubbed all over Crisp's cock to make the wolf shudder and shiver. Crisp didn't give in immediately, he tried to fight back by grinding his hips forwards to stimulate Celestino, but this only resulted in Anacleto's cock going deeper. It was all too much to bare in the end, Crisp bowed his head and allowed himself to relax fully. Noticing this, Celestino grinned with pride and took both his and Crisp's cock in his forepaw.

"Ready?" Celestino began thrusting into his forepaw, which in turn rubbed Crisp's cock. Celestino stuck to one agonizingly slow speed and released Crisp's cock whenever the wolf tried to hump his forepaw faster. "No, wolf. We do this at my speed. You can thrust as well, but don't you dare go faster than me." Crisp started thrusting again when Celestino gripped his cock, soon they humped against each other's cock and were lost in the ecstasy. No fur out of the three of them knew how long they stayed like that, humping, thrusting and bucking happily, but after some time Celestino let out his first groan and stood up. Crisp whined about not being able to frot with the lion, but Celestino had something better in store for him.

"I'm going to come all over your face, slut. I'm going to ruin that pretty dress too." Celestino claimed, holding his mop of hair in one forepaw with his cock wrapped up in the other one. He closed his eyes and thrust into his cock slowly, stimulating himself. "Beg for it. Tell the camera that you're a slut." "Please come on my face! Oh please do it! I want your cum on me, I want it all over me!" Crisp whimpered and looked up at Celestino with puppy eyes. "Please! I'm a slut for it. I need it! I'm your sl-" Crisp got no further because a jet of Celestino's seed was delivered right into his mouth, he spluttered on it and closed his mouth. That meant that his muzzle was painted with the ghostly spunk. Celestino even aimed at his dress, spoiling the fabric and marking it with his scent. Unlike Anacleto's from before, Celestino's jizz stayed in Crisp's fur. When his orgasm was over, Celestino sighed and backed away from the threesome to watch Crisp closely.

Crisp assumed that it would be easier to focus now that the distraction of his cock being rubbed was gone, it wasn't. Anacleto tried to compensate for the absence of his brother by fucking Crisp faster. Anacleto scrunched up his face and let out a leonine growl as he Crisp's ass tightened around him. Crisp moaned loudly, groaning and twisting on Anacleto's cock to try to stop himself from coming. But after one more push from Anacleto's cock, cum came rushing from Crisp's cock. It shot up in a geyser, before failing back down to bed and hitting Crisp's dress. This orgasm lasted for a minute, spunk spraying from his cock before bubbling down to just trickle out of his meatus and trail down his cock.

Anacleto began to focus more on his own orgasm. He fucked the wolf harder and faster, not bothering to check if the wolf was enjoying himself. Very soon, he blew his load all within the wolf. It went deep, cloying to his insides and marking him with a scent that would last for weeks to come. Despite having climaxed only seocnds ago, Crisp was treated to having come flood out of his cock again. "OHH!" He moaned as a stream dribbled from his cock, thick and gloopy like cum should be.

When it ended, an exhausted Crisp was pushed off of the wolf and Anacleto transformed back into his usual leonine shape. Anacleto wandered over to his brother to discuss with his fellow lion, leaving Crisp to lay face down with cum trickling from his ass. As the two lions continued to record his every move, Crisp gradually fell asleep with the memory of the lion's cold member lodged deep inside him.

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