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[center][b]A Learning Experience

By: VeronicaFoxx

For: RayO_ElGatubelo[/b][/center]

Michael wasn't the kind of guy Trevor normally hung with. The guy was a pretty boy, always dressed in a suit, expensive shoes, slicked back hair, with the face of a twink, but he pulled ass like no one's business and always paid for the drinks. They had met only a couple weeks ago, but they'd been partying every night since, and there hadn't been a single night that Trevor had slept alone. When he'd suggested that they hit up a... well, a leather bar, Trevor hadn't been exactly enthusiastic, but Michael had assured him that all he had to do was be himself to get a freaky kinky little slut hanging off of him in seconds.

Trevor wasn't someone who experimented much either, but the idea of having a submissive little thing who would let him do whatever he wanted had a definite appeal. There were plenty of girls he'd been with who wouldn't give head or wouldn't do anal or insisted that he wear a condom. It would be a nice change of pace to have someone who wouldn't mind if he got a bit rough, too. Not that he got off on hitting girls, but some didn't like being spanked, and he liked hitting it while he was hitting it.

Fortunately, the place definitely seemed on the more upscale when the pulled up in Michael's Benz. It even had valet parking along with the two massively built bouncers out front. Considering what he'd been told about it, the Cat and Mouse Club was also an appropriate name, though Trevor felt a bit underdressed. The bouncers wore suits at least as expensive as Michael's; his own button-up and slacks seemed cheap by comparison. He half expected to get dismissed, but Michael threw an arm around his shoulders and waved the bouncers aside.

"Heya, big dogs, this one's with me for now," the suave pretty boy declared, and the two thugs parted without a question.

Once inside, the front part was dimly lit with techno playing softly. It looked like a plush lounge, with thickly padded leather seats, expensive looking tabletops, a stone bar counter, and everyone was [i]very[/i] well dressed. He had half expected lots of skin and leather from the second he entered and was a bit surprised.

"I thought this was a kink bar," he jibed, giving Michael a not-so-gentle nudge in the ribs.

"Oh, it is, but I thought you might want a little liquid courage first," came the answer and a return elbow just as hard. "Besides, I'm waiting on someone else to get here. I've got a hot date that I want you to meet."

They sat at a booth where Michael could watch the entrance and chatted about nothing, mostly their conquests for the last few nights. Trevor was two drinks in and starting to feel a bit less nervous about things (and more than a little horny) when Michael waved at someone and gestured for him to follow.

"Come on, she's here," the pretty boy urged. "She's already in the changing room. I'm sure you don't mind getting a preview before we get to the main show, huh?"

"Hell yeah!" Trevor agreed, punching his friend on the arm. "I promise I won't steal your girl, but I don't mind taking a look if you don't."

"Trust me, you couldn't take her from me if you tried."

It seemed for a moment to Trevor that his friend's eyes flashed yellow, and his teeth seemed a bit too sharp in that grin, but the moment passed as they reached the door to enter the changing room between the bar area and the back room. He stepped in, finding an already nude female standing with her back to him and her dress pooled around her ankles, nothing but tall heels left on her. She had a trim figure, a taut ass, and long, dark hair, and he couldn't help but feel his forming boner jump at the sight. At least until "she" turned to face them.

"Oh, jesus, fuck!" he exclaimed. "Mike, this isn't a woman at all! This is a dude! I know this guy!"

Any further words were choked off by the hand that suddenly clamped around his throat to slam him against the wall, leaving stars sparkling behind his eyes and his toes dangling.

"My name is Michael," came the heated reply, a low growl lacing the man's voice through teeth that were definitely much sharper than they should have been. "And [i]she[/i] is a woman. She is also a much stronger and better person than you could ever be, but I think you'll learn what you really are soon enough."

Trevor kicked, but Michael took a hit to either side without so much as flinching. Trevor grasped at his wrist, but his grip was like iron bands. It had to be the creeping darkness from lack of air, but those yellowed eyes seemed almost to glow. It looked like Michael's face was growing, changing, hair sprouting all over it. No, not hair, fur! The grip loosened before he passed out, letting him gasp in a breath that helped clear his head, and he saw that he hadn't been hallucinating. The thing that held him was no longer human, but some kind of... dog thing with a pointed snout and ears and fur and teeth that were [i]way[/i] too big and sharp.

"Wh-whatever you are, just... take what you want and let me go!" he pleaded, trying to hold back tears of terror. He had never had to fight a day in his life, only be big and intimidating to get his way, and he didn't plan on starting with some kind of werewolf or whatever!

"Oh, I plan to," came the growled response. "Noemi deserves an apology first, though, don't you think?"

He glanced towards the trans woman that he had previously bullied into tears and quitting their workplace and found himself staring at a similar beast, though with midnight black fur instead of silver.

"I'm sorry! For everything! Please don't eat me!"

"We aren't the ones that will be doing the eating," the thing that had been Michael assured him with another growl.

The creature's eye glow brightened suddenly, blinding Trevor, and a wave of heat washed over him along with the biggest body cramp he had every experienced. It was worse than the day after overdoing it at the gym, every muscle and even his bones aching deep and fiercely. It faded after a while, though he wasn't sure how long. He was left gasping and sobbing softly from the pain, and it took him a minute to realize that his position had changed.

He was dangling with Michael's clawed hand gripping the back of his neck, facing a mirror, but he didn't understand what he saw in it. Behind him were the two beasts that had been Noemi and Michael, but a third animal-thing hung from Michael's extended arm. It was... a mouse. Sleek white fur, bare pink hands and feet, pink eyes, and a long, slender tail dangling down below. After staring for a moment longer, he realized it was a female mouse, with itty, bitty titties and a clearly visible line of pink flesh between the legs.

"I think you're going to learn a valuable lesson about how to treat people," said the mirror image of Michael.

Trevor opened his mouth to speak, and the mouse did too. That stopped him, and the mouse closed its mouth. His eyes widened with dawning horror, and so did the mouse's.

"No! No no nonononoo!"

But his cries were cut off when a ball gag was stuffed into his mouth by Noemi and quickly bound into place. He tried to claw at it, but his wrists were grabbed and pulled behind his back, something wrapped around them and then above his elbows. He flailed his legs, but his ankles were taken in hand, straps wrapped around them with a bar between, ensuring that even if he did get a chance to run it would be hopelessly awkward. Even that was made impossible when his ankles were pulled up by the bar when it was attached to his wrists.

He screamed into the gag, thrashing as best he could, but he was like a toddler in a straightjacket trying to wriggle free from a burly male orderly. Michael turned him around so that they were eye to eye and slapped him so hard that his he saw stars all over again.

"By the way, just so you know, the pill that I slipped into your first drink?" The creature grinned wide and evil as Trevor's eyes grew even larger. "It makes humans horny, but the beast-kin... well, it works a little differently. Ever seen a dog in heat? Well, there's that, but it also increases fertility. So, enjoy trying to tell them you're a man while you're popping out a litter, and do tell me how it goes, hm?"

Then Michael flung him through the door and into the back room. Trevor tumbled end over end, rolling across the floor before fetching up against a pair of furred legs. Looking up, all he could see was thick legs, an enormous pair of balls, a dog-like cock, and a big, wolfish face grinning down at him.

"Guess I'm the lucky one who gets to break you in," it growled with malicious glee.

Trevor screamed, and he knew no matter how loud that it wouldn't do any good.

[center][b]The End[/b][/center]