The Rider

“So, who’d you bang first? Monika of the cheerleading team or her sister? They’re both super sexy and, god, they have such great asses!” Vincent, or Vince for his friends, me and no one else, began his post-gym rant and surprise quiz on who was the most fuckable of girls he had seen that day.

“Neither since they are far beyond us man.” The two sisters were at the top of the social ladder of the cheerleaders, two beautiful girls that most boys fawned over and fapped about. “Plus they’re not even that hot, you know?” The somewhat fat teen, weirdly fat considering how much he worked out, stopped in his tracks, forcing me to turn around to look at his annoyed face. He stood just around my height, but had that extra couple inches and twenty pounds, or more, that made it clear who had more weight in our relationship. “What?” He sighed and for a moment he almost seemed to get thinner.

“Don’t get Tyler in the contest, ok?”

“I wasn’t going to…” He scoffed and the tuft of emo hair on his face flew up for a second. It was a remnant of his rather cringy tendencies from earlier grades, when he thought that being edgy was cool, which automatically made it so that you went full-on not cool just by thinking that. Still, he had kept the hairstyle and had grown into it, making it somewhat decent. “Why do you ask?”

“Look Cameron, I do like you as a friend, and as a friend I shall remind you that you are in no way, no way you hear me, even allowed to dream about her…” Vince crossed his arms and the slight pudge of his belly and limbs giggled. He should have cut on the sugar for sure. “She’s like… the goddess of the school, someone we can only see from afar.”

“She’s in my math class you idiot.” And she sat next to me, which was the best thing ever. I could always smell her scent when she was in her desk and I could sneak more than a peek at her breasts and ass for about an hour every day. “And she’s not some kind of mythical creature we cannot approach.” Though in truth, she was a dragon so that made the sentence rather stupid and pointless.

“Yeah, but we cannot think that she’s in our league. She’s probably going out with Angel or some other jock…” I was going to remind him that the two were childhood friends but that would have been a useless correction: he was kind of correct on that one. “We should stick to human girls, they’re more likely to get interested in us.”

“I don’t know about that, Vince, maybe something good will happen to us sooner or later.”

“Yeah, and pigs fly.” He chuckled and I joined him, for a couple of high school seniors, we were quite the unlucky couple, both in class, from a purely popular point of view and also on a girlfriend point of view. I mean, we did have each our conquest, one or two, but none ended up lasting more than a month and the farthest we got was third base one lucky night. “My house or your house?”

“Yours, you said you had something cool to show me, right?” He snapped his fingers and made the ‘I almost forgot’ face. “Come one, we should hurry then.”

Normally I’d feel tempted by the idea of running to his house or at least run long enough to get Vince tired and sweaty, but we had just come out of the gym so I restrained myself for this one time. After something like twenty minutes of slow paced strolling, we saw the old family house that he lived in, one of those that grandfathers built when they moved to this town and set down camp for the next three generations: his was mostly of a yellow colour, which I had helped paint on, with three floors and a cold basement that was supposed to hold wine but that got filled with junk. Such was the fate of many basements apparently, as I had my own which was in the same condition.

Once inside, we rushed towards the pantry and grabbed as many snacks, all of them unfortunately ‘healthy’, carrots and dried apple slices and the usual stuff that mothers buy when their sons are on a diet but still crave food at any time of the day. With our haul of tasty stuff, we went to his room, located at the ground floor and gloriously messy, even for a teen.

Moving a pile of dirty clothes into the basket and hauling it downstairs, we made enough space on his bed and sat on it, tv switched on as per the ritual.

“So, who’d you bang? Still haven’t answered…” Vince smirked. “Come on.”

“I guess the sister? Is she the one with the ponytails and the nipple piercings?” His face lit up like a Christmas tree. “You… didn’t know about the nipple thing?”

“Would I have ever stopped mentioning them if I did?” Point taken. “How did you find out? Tell me. Now!” His meaty hands grabbed my arms. Though tired from the workout, he still had enough energy to get a strong grip on me and shake my shoulders back and forth, stopping only after a good five seconds. My head was dizzy and I fell with my back on the bed, spilling a bowl of pistachios on the sheets.

“I saw her in the locker room the other day, she was with Shawn.”

“The quarterback?” I nodded. “Were they… you know? Going at it?” For someone so hell bent on talking about girls and tits and whatnot, he was still too embarrassed to use the more indecent words and generally ran around the terms.

“Not really, she was just kind of smooching with him and Shawn kind of, lifted her shirt and bra and I got to see a pair of tits in all of their perky glory.” He made a confused face. “She put padding in her bra, reason for which our lovely quarterback was surprised and stormed off.” Shawn was a notorious boob lover, the kind that only goes for the females with the biggest breasts.

“That sounds like the greatest lie I have ever uncovered.” He dejectedly pointed his fists at the sky and cursed the heavens for making him believe such a thing, bursting out in a belly laugh a moment later. His stomach wobbled a little which reminded me as always of a whale washed ashore, even if he wasn’t even that fat, barely over the line that separated normal and fat. “Was her ass padded too?”

“How should I know? I stumbled on the two when I got back to get my stuff. I had to hide behind the lockers not to get discovered by them, especially our pierced liar.” The consequence for peeping were cruel to say the least, as many had found out in decades of school’s accidents. “I just got that one glance and that was it.”

“You suck man… You should have gotten in and, I don’t know, comforted the lady wit your gentle embrace.” He mimicked me embracing the offended cheerleader and squeezing his hands on an invisible chest.

“Look at the white knight telling me what I should have done.” I punched his shoulder lightly, which caused him to howl in pain for close to ten seconds, faking a mortal injury as he clutched his arm and prompted me to write his will, which would have conceded me the grand total of ten dollars in coupons. “Shut up and show me the thing.” He snapped out of the play and rushed to his desk and switched on the computer with his toes, weeks of training showing their worth. “Why did you look so excited to show it to me anyway? Is it some new game?”

“Nope, much better.” Knowing him it’d be something far less decent.

“Porn?” He blushed a little, which was enough for me to get ready for the unending stream of tits and asses that would surely pop on screen within the next ten seconds, unless the new computer miraculously gave up in the meantime and spared me the pain. It wasn’t the first time we did something like this and it wouldn’t be the last but sitting next to a guy with a boner when you have one yourself, topped on not being gay, that was weird and awkward. The good pics and videos made up for the embarrassment, most of the time. “Vince, I hope it’s damn good because I am not in the mood for it.”

“Oh, it will be.” His face was plastered by a wide grin that promised nothing good at all. His screen lit up with a jingle and his fingers dashed around the keyboard and put in the password. “I found this stuff after a good hour or so in my private time.”

“Gross… keep your wanking sessions from me please.” He gave me a glare and I stuck my tongue out. “Go on.”

“So, I was searching for some cute lesbians, the kind that then get a good man in and shows them how good it is to be straight.” One of the many fetishes he had and one I could get behind. “Look at this.” A video popped up in the player he had opened and instantly the obviously fake moans of the two actresses filled the room. The male actor was roughly pounding at the one on the left with a dick that was surely not entirely natural and fingering the other with his right hand. He was good and I bet it did feel awesome, but the moans were far too obnoxious for me. “Nice, right?”

“It’s… ok, I guess. They are some sexy beasts, all three of them. Turn down the sound, Vee.”

“Why? It’s the best part.” I stole his mouse and forcefully pressed on the mute button. “Come on man…”

“Dude, it’s fake as hell, fake as Arianna’s tits.” He wasn’t pleased with my words. “You really think a woman, in her right mind, would scream that way for just a couple of fingers in her pussy?” He blushed heavily, whether because of my terminology or because he had actually believed that the two women were really that much into it. I sneaked a peek on his pants and saw the boner he had recede far too fast. “Look, they are hot, really, but I really doubt that it’s real.” I slumped back on the bed. “Anything else?” Vince stopped to think for a couple of seconds, probably browsing through the library of his mind and then closed the porn folder on his computer with a sigh.

“You are a real bummer, you know that? I had so much stuff to show you but now I lost interest.” He jammed a finger on my chest. “Because of you.”

“I’m sure you’ll find some good vids later, but spare me from them for a couple of days, alright?” For some reason he didn’t seem that pleased with me and scoffed. “I’m sorry, Vee.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” He began typing some words into the box of the browser while obscuring my sight with his larger body.

I let him sulk for a bit, knowing that he’d let me off the hook in a couple more minutes, looking at the vast array of comics and nerdy stuff he had stashed around the room. Some new issues of the usual superheroes and the more unusual ones seemed pretty cool and I read a few while waiting for Vincent to get my attention or something. Ten whole minutes went by and he was still ignoring me. Could have I really offended him this time? No way, right? Still, I got up from the bed and jumped to his side.

I could have not been more shocked had he suddenly pulled out a photo of him and a girl together: the screen was overflowing with drawings of couples having sex in all kinds of positions, but the twist was that not one was human. Hentai I was ok with, but his computer was showing me tons and tons of furry porn of all things. My heart skipped a beat as he zoomed into a cheetah getting railed from behind by a blue haired gazelle and I felt my pants tent a bit at the sight. I looked at Vince, who was wearing an evil grin on his face.

“I was right then?”

“R-right about what?”

“I saw you look at this shit a while ago, but I didn’t know what it was so it took me a while to dig up the good stuff.” I feigned ignorance and looked the other way, but the damage was done: I got hard in front of my best friend while he showed me my secret fetish. “Jesus, this is some kinky shit…”

“Yeah.” I gave up, he had won. This would hardly undermine our friendship but now he had one more tool at his disposal to poke at my softer sides. “Some things are, some are not. Vanilla furry is pretty tame if you look at it in the right way.”

“Dude, dude, it’s animals fucking!”

“Woah there, calm down. It’s not bestiality, first, and then it’s anthro animals, which is very much the same as your beloved catgirls, there just more fur involved, that’s all.” Being both nerds, of course we loved anime and of course we appreciated the subgenre of the catgirls.

“Or latex, or goo, or white sticky stuff, or get eaten, or eat, or…” he could have gotten far into the many fetishes that littered the community. “I’ll give you that hentai has the same stuff though.” I bowed deeply.

“I appreciate your kindness, my liege.” He chuckled. “Is there anything you like or you just… went for the hit on my dignity.” He ruffled his hair and pulled up the image of a vixen with voluptuous breasts giving a titjob at a hyper fur, his pants tented just a little. “And here I thought it was only me that liked this stuff.”

“Well, the drawings are nice and she’s got some great tits.” We both agreed on the same points, though I may have lingered a bit too much on the stallion cock sandwiched between those mounds of flesh. “Bi?” He had to ask the question. Now, of all times.

“I guess, a bit, a little, I don’t really know. I’m not interested in men, but furries are kind of different so…” His face told me that he was not believing an ounce of what I was vomiting out of my mouth to save my sorry ass. “Ok, fine, yes, I’m bi.” He giggled happily and slapped my back, almost making me fall on the desk.

“Was it so hard to admit it?” It was, not even mom and dad knew about this, but Vince was my best friend and I could say that kind of stuff to him without fearing for my life and social standing. “It’s not that weird. Hey, if I were a bit more muscular and toned, would you jack off to me?” His mouth went wide in a mocking expression. “Or do you already do it behind my back?” I jammed my fingers in his shoulder, this time for real. “Mercy! Have mercy!”

“Shut up, you idiot. I’m not into you.” I almost had the impression he was a bit sad at my words. “I like girls most of all, but some nice dude ass it’s not that bad every now and then and… I do enjoy gay porn.”

“Because they get paid three times as much?”

“Because it’s all sweaty men and big cocks all over the place….” I stared at him with a serious face, for a second. “I’m joking. It’s just less fake moans and weird poses, that’s all.” Though I did watch the ones with buffer dudes who, despite their size, always ended up as bottoms. I always believed that size was surely a good thing, but if someone with experience were to step in, even a dude with the biggest cock ever would come, though it may have been an excuse to watch muscle heads get rammed by someone, I don’t know… “So, are we going to stand here with boners like idiots or are we going to do something else?” I looked at him with a somewhat lusty look and he moved the chair away from me, dragging his ass to the other end of the room. “I’m kidding, Vee, I’m not going to do anything of the sort. I was just asking if there was something less pornographic that you wanted to do.” The worry in his eyes vanished and so did the tent in his pants, slowly making his way through the pile of games for the consoles he had.

He took a lot of different games, every genre represented in his library and we ended up on one of the classic zombie games that had a co-op option and strapped ourselves with drinks, door locked and all primed for a marathon. Tomorrow was the weekend so we could afford a wasted afternoon and if the need arose, I could spend the night on the couch as I had done many times before.

The hours went by in a flash, our minds too focused on killing thousands of zombies on screen and filling the virtual world in fake blood and entrails. The game was a bit too gory for my tastes but the satisfaction of killing a poor undead with a mech that was as tall as a house tramped the excessive graphic display by a lot.

A bit late in the afternoon we called for a pizza delivery. Vincent’s parents were out for something that came up at work and since they worked together, they’d come back in the night or even be forced to stay at their workplace until the next morning. I never quite remembered what they did, but since we had the place for ourselves it was all the better.

We kept playing until the pizza arrived, which forced us to fork out the cash and then we holed up again in his room until our thumbs felt sore for all the button pressing we did. We gave up trying to beat the record some nutjob had set in the latest game and threw the controllers on the floor.

“How does someone even get that score? We barely got to ten thousand points and the fucker has almost a hundred thousand…”

“Yeah, after the seventh wave thigs get way too hard.” I looked at the screen, glowing red with the words ‘you lose’ etched onto a grave. A very classic and cheesy end screen in my opinion. “I think he cheats.”

“Bah, still, we have to get good, not today though, I think I’m getting carpal tunnel or something.”

“I hope you won’t, else how are you going to jack off properly?” He scoffed and tossed a pillow at my face, which I avoided easily. “You called for it.” His scoffed and got up, stretching that big body of his and I found myself looking at his ass for a couple of seconds, discovering that, even though the rest of him was pudgy, his legs and buttocks were actually decently toned. Had I been full on bi or even gay, I’d have loved myself some thick ass but I wasn’t so, I just kind of appreciated the sight.

“How about a movie? I’ve went for a mad spree at the Hyperion and I found something really nice.”

“Sure, why not.” I grabbed the last slice of my pizza, which had already made the workout completely meaningless and worse for Vee, since he ate more than me. Maybe that was why he couldn’t get slimmer… “What do you have?” He held in front of me a DVD case, a bit too close for comfort. I took it from his hands and looked at the cover: it was an animated movie, kind of like an anime but clearly of western stamp, depicting some kind of… battle between humans and something else that wasn’t quite shown, probably to get the better of the buyer’s curiosity. “Looks amazing. The rider, weird title.”

“Yeah, I bought it because it looks damn amazing. Look at the back.” I turned the case and read briefly the synopsis of the story: the usual two enemies find themselves having more in common than they knew and band together to fight something bigger. “If the story is half as good as the drawings on the cover, then it’s going to be a blast. I hope you’ve emptied your bladder cause we’re not getting up until we are done.” I rolled my eyes at his obsession for wanting to see movies without stopping at any point for any reason. It made for good times unless you had to pee or go for the number two.

Vincent put the disk inside the slot in his computer and we placed the large monitor so that we could watch the movie from a comfortable position. With a loud roar the menu appeared and I hit the play button.

The screen went dark and a very dark and deep voice began narrating the events prior to this moment in the world if the story: some catastrophe had befallen the world and forced the dragons, what a twist, to attack the human lands and seek territories in which to live. Of course the humans didn’t like any of it and fought the invaders, sparking a war that would last for god knows how long. Then, the main story started and the main character, a young man with some decent muscle and short beard, was seen running from something big and scary, bleeding badly and panting heavily. Several minutes of frantic chase, the human fell because of a root growing from a tree, rolling several times on the mossy ground. The shadow that was following him reached the soon to be dead man, revealing that it was some bear, black and far too big for a normal one. Had he not been the protagonist, he’d have been utterly fucked, but something came to his rescue just in the nick of time.

A larger shadow plunged from above and attacked the bear, killing it with a sick crunch, showing to us that the head had been pulverized by the powerful claws of the furred dragon that had arrived.

The creature was big, almost as big as a truck, with dark black claws and all the attributes of a dragon, except the scales, replaced by a soft looking fur of a light brown with striped along the legs, membranous wings gone to make space for ones of a bird, easily thirty feet across each. The feathers seemed soft but when the human tried to run, having recognised the enemy of his race, the dragon beat one against a tree, slicing the wood easily and blocking the escape of the trembling man.

There was no death as the dragon picked the human in its mouth and dragged him away from the site of the fight, carcass of the bear held in its paws.

“This is nice.” I said, words mostly ignored, receiving but a grunt from the one next to me. “You there?” He mumbled something which I didn’t understand at all. “Fine.”

I returned my attention to the movie and we kept watching it for more than an hour. How long was it anyway? I took the case and read that it was over three hours long. Fucking hell… Leslie Parker, you are one insane fucker.

The movie only got better with each minute that passed, with the man and the dragon becoming friends after getting in many different situations together, fighting to protect both the dragons and the humans from a new danger that the two races were ignoring in favour of fighting each other. Park, the human, went to warn his kingdom of the new menace and Jull, the dragon, did the same at his nest, barging in the Matriarch’s chambers, both failing and getting exiled from their lands for that. Once back at their hideout, the weird couple decided to fight alone against the odds and do their best to protect their people from danger, whether they wanted it or not. A friendship turned into something deeper, their life one as the years passed: Park got a bit older and far stronger by the virtue of the dragon’s magic, capable of defeating the bears that they discovered be part of the enemy’s troops with ease.

By the second hour mark, things were getting bad, the two cornered by a horde of creatures of pure darkness from which they escaped by the skin on their teeth, badly hurt. Park tended for the dragon once they found a new hiding place, deep in the mountains, searching food and cleaning both his and Jull’s wounds with care. Their actions seemed to get weird after a few minutes, one looking at the other in weird ways when they were sure they couldn’t be discovered, a touch lingering for longer or a few more sweet words spoken at night in the darkness. Then, one day, Park walked in their home and saw the dragon licking at a dick that was impossibly large and far too big even for a dragon his size, moaning the human’s name.

“Jesus, Vee, did you really have to buy a furry movie?” It was surely a prank like the one he pulled on me before. “I get it, I’m a pervert, but you didn’t need to go this far.” He didn’t say anything at all, ignoring me even when I put my hands in front of him. “Idiot.” I stormed out of his bedroom, pissed. I mean, once was fine, but twice? Did he really buy it because he found out I liked that stuff? And gay furries at that…

But something bothered me: he couldn’t have know about it, since the cover was in no way PG rated or even hinted at the prospect of homosexuality and even less furry action. Was this all a mistake? Was that Leslie a pervert that snuck porn into a movie that was supposedly family friendly? Plus… the guy was hot and the dragon, well, he had a cock that hit all the right spots in my brain. I sighed and got back into the bedroom after washing my face and stopped at the door: Vince was sitting on his bed, legs spread apart, hands furiously pumping around his dick, which was not bad at all, considering his large frame. I stared with wide eyes as he noticed my presence and patted the bed next to him with a free hand, stroking himself slowly and smiling. I should have been horrified or something, but a small fairy in my head whispered that if we had spent all this time together, watched porn together and shared fetishes, might as well rub one out, after all, best friends did this and more, right? Maybe.

I stepped in the room, closing the door behind, unbuttoning my pants and tossing them on the floor. I sat next to Vincent, cock hardening by the second as I watched the man slather the dragon cock between his hands with his tongue, Jull moaning loudly. Despite the weird situation, the sight and the sounds coming from the movie were far too hot and arousing for me to resist them and just as Vee was doing a moment before, I started jacking off. The feeling of doing something so private next to my best friend, who was doing the same thing, panting heavily, was extremely pleasing and felt way too good to be true. On the screen the dragon moaned louder and louder, crying for his lover to make him come all over the cave.

I shuddered in pleasure and stroked myself harder, but Vee’s hand stopped me. I felt him wrap his meatier and softer hand on my cock, dragging mine over his own and start pumping up and down, leaving me with only once choice. As he jacked me off, I did the same, having a far harder time wrapping my hand over the sheer girth of his tool, whereas he had far too much space around mine, but neither of us complained. It was weird, it was hot, it was wrong and I loved it. The furred dragon on screen roared and began thrusting his large hips in the air, spraying what must have been litres and litres of seed against the walls, the ceiling, making it splash around himself and the human, coating them in his essence. On our end, we also reached our own climax, shared it between us and the fictional characters, our combined loads hitting the screen and rolling down.

I would have been shocked by the distance covered if Vee didn’t immediately started licking his hand clean of the drops I shot into it, and then licking mine with a dazed look, my cock immediately jumping back into action, harder than before.

“Vee? Are you ok?” I was panting a little, but he seemed to be hyperventilating, taking in deep breaths each second, his chest heaving visibly. “Vee?” He leaned in, nose going wild and sniffing all around me. “Vee?”

“There’s… something… it smells… good.” He leaned closer, pressing his nostrils against my skin, inhaling deeply. It made me shiver with fear and some manner of arousal. “It’s… it’s you. You smell good.”

“I-I do?” I hadn’t showered and neither had he, which may have been ok if he said I smelled bad, but good? I sniffed the air and found it somewhat thicker and saltier, but nowhere near good. “I guess you smell good too?” I wasn’t really sure, I was just going along with this act of his but the reaction was not what I expected: his eyes shone in happiness and he began kissing me all over the place. Again, I would have felt weirded out had it not felt so fucking good. “This is so weird.”

“Yeah, tell me about it…” at least we were both somewhat conscious and not completely lost in whatever was going on. Vee took another whiff of me and shuddered, when he opened his eyes, instead of the boring but reassuring brown, I saw two deep orange slits, almost like a burning ember.

“Your eyes…” I didn’t know what to say. “Th-they’re different…” He looked at me with confusion, pupils slitting further and that may have made him realize what I meant. For a split second I was worried but then, the pervert that was in me surfaced and hundreds of pictures and stories I read popped in my mind and gave me a rough idea of what was happening. He was changing into something, just like in the most beautiful of stories on the various fandoms. “They are beautiful.” I wasn’t kidding when I said that, they were. He blushed as always, only that this time, the blush remained, a deep red on his cheeks that spread over his face.

“Really?” Oh, I wasn’t going to let this go for anything in the world. My friend was changing and he was going to be something so much more than human. In the movie, the dragon and his human began going at it with passion, the larger creature submitting to the far smaller man, letting him take control.

As if connected, Vincent shivered and I saw his entire frame bulge out, fat disappearing in seconds and replaced by muscle that was being packed on his body in large waves. I think I came a little just from the sight of him change that way, never I would have expected that to happen to me and though I was jealous because it was happening to him, in a sense it was better this way and I’d be sure to enjoy it. Vincent fell on the floor, his back muscles rippling under the skin, spine snapping in several points and granting him at least five more inches of height.

“Oh, fuck… wh-what’s happening?”

“I don’t know, but you’re going to be ok.” I looked at the movie and the characters in the screen spelled liar with their lips. The creepiness almost trumped my excitement and arousal and, as if affected by his change, I felt hot and way hornier than I should have ever been in my right mind under any other circumstance. “It’s all going to be fine…” He shivered again and the blush on his face spread, the colour deepening and reaching his neck, at the same time, his face seemed to grow out just a tiny bit, making the puffy cheeks disappear. Oh, god, yes, please be what I think it is…

Spurred by the changes, Vincent ended up smashing his nose against my inner thigh, barely ten inches from my crotch, where a spurt of my pre landed on the bridge of his nose. He crossed his eyes in the attempt at looking at it but his tongue decided it was time to shine and dashed out of his mouth and licked the lone drop from his face. He moaned and shivered again, building up a few dozen pounds and a few more inches at the same time, a thin and soft layer of fur growing from the blush. He inhaled again, nose flattening more against his growing face, and pressed it against my crotch where my sack met the root of my dick. My mind was racing at untold speeds and momentarily blacked out when he gave me a tentative lick, collecting a few more drops on his newly lengthened muscle. He seemed to have a similar experience as he let out a growl, deep and feral, locking his eyes on mine and then on my cock, drooling on the carpet, mouth open to reveal a growing set of teeth.

He opened it more and engulfed all of the five inches I had between my legs, the fear that I should have had for the sensitive flesh surrounded by a sea of teeth didn’t arrive at all, instantly covered by the wet feeling of a tongue coiling around my cock.

“Jesus… yes, that’s it… k-keep going…” He growled again and I felt the vibrations run through my body. He slowly dragged his tongue all over my length and sucked on it, lingering at the tip for far too long and almost dragging me to a second climax, luckily he stopped right the moment before, leaving me panting and searching for air.

“Wouldn’t want to end this too soon, right?” His eyes shone with lust and he licked me again, the feeling of impending climax returning with insistence. Vincent got up and the change in height, weight and overall size, made him stagger a little, which for him meant crash on a wall and knock the paint off. He must have weighted a few hundred pounds now, most of it in muscle. “Feels… weird and good.” His gaze lowered upon me and the grin on his face made me shiver and tremble but the cock between his legs made me downright afraid: it was red, bright red and big, easily over ten inches, swollen all over and drooling. At his feet a pool of pre was forming and more was being dumped in there. “This is going to be a pain to clean.”

“Dude, you crashed into a wall and made a dent, I think we should focus on not destroying the house. We can focus on cleaning later, at the worst you’re going to shoot a few loads on my face.” I shouldn’t have said that at all: his eyes shone again and he put on a few more pounds, cock responding to my challenge and surging forward three inches in a couple of seconds. Now it was my time to drool.

“Do you want it?” I nodded weakly and he stepped forward, only two steps but easily enough to get right in front of my face. His hips were at my level, cock pointed right towards me by his large hands, an oozing slit spewing pre over my chest in large globs. I opened my mouth and one landed right in, its brothers going the rest of my face: the taste of his ore exploded in my mouth and made my head swim in sheer bliss, the slightly salty and sour fluid sizzled on my tongue due to his heat. “Open wide.” There was no way for me to get it all inside but whatever was working on us pushed me to do it anyway and Vee slid the first few inches, already spreading my jaw wide. His cock tasted even better than his pre. I moaned. “Look at the guy who said wasn’t gay or into me.” I wanted to get back at him as I would have done, but the mouthful of cock I was having kind of got in the way.

I tried to wrap my hands around his girth and found that, if I could barely do it with one hand before, now it was hard even with two. Between my legs I was aching to get my release but I wanted to play with the massive twin orbs hanging from his crotch: they were heavy, swelling with each heartbeat and reaching the size of grapefruits, swinging like a pendulum as he thrust his hips weakly in the vain attempt at getting more cock in my mouth. Seeing as I couldn’t fit anymore, I decided to please as much as I could with my tongue, dragging it across the growing member, feeling the heat build up and his skin stretching thin, reddening. He gripped the ceiling and steeled himself when I started sucking on his tip and cradling the orbs he packed beneath the mammoth cock.

I ran my tongue above, below, digging in his foreskin until it was gone, pulled back by another round of growth, jacking him off when I couldn’t get my tongue somewhere, giving the member the worshipping it needed and deserved. As I did that, Vincent growled more and more, swelling, muscle getting thicker and more dense, the soft fur on his neck spreading by the second on his chest. The pops of his bones were lost in the moans of pleasure and his grunts, soon eclipsed by the bellow of a beast reading itself to release.

My own climax approached fast, urging me to get him to his so that we could share one more together, as best friend should have done. In my palms his balls swelled and then pulled closer to his fuzzy crotch in one titanic movement, a torrent of seed unloaded in that weapon of mass destruction he had for a cock. I felt his spunk run through his member, making it swell with each load that was soon shot out and splattered on the wall in large sticky globs. Again and again he came, more seed added to the puddle on the wall and pooling on the floor.

In one mad stretch of lust, I put my face right in the middle of the torrent of cum, getting more than the mouthful I thought I’d receive, ending up with my face plastered by the pearly white stuff. It may have been the taste, the sight, the smell that was burning in my nose or just the fact that I was covered in head to toe with the seed of my best friend, but I still reached my own climax, by far the best in had ever had, point. Nothing had ever felt as good: my cock was embraced with the sticky warmth of come, adding my own to it in a few larger than normal spurts. Soon Vince could not hold his weight anymore and felt forward, his massive arms cushioning his fall but still leaving an impression on the old wooden floor. As soon as he touched the tiles, his entire frame seemed to shiver and muscles forced the bone apart, snapping in a new configuration in the span of a second. The massive chest broadened further and his legs followed suit on the changes, cracking into a new shape altogether, leaving the once eight feet tall human into an eight feet long, four plus feet high furry human.

He needed a few seconds to register what happened and look at me from the new perspective which wasn’t so bad considering his neck had lengthened considerably so that he’d not have pain when pointing upwards. His head was close enough to my cock so he just casually reached for it and wrapped what was not a muzzle on my pitiful length, cleaning his own and my spunk with loud slurps and moans, his thick member still spurting weakly what was essentially my load on the floor.

“Fucking hell…” I stared at the massive man covered in brown fur on the floor, lapping at the seed he had spilled with a blissful expression. If this wasn’t hot, I didn’t know what it was. “How are you feeling?” He growled and then got on the bed, pushing me on my back, arms to my sides. I could see the fingers get shorted and thicker and the nails darken, turning into claws that sunk on the digit itself rather than just be at the tip. The mattress, whether old or new was done for, ripped to shreds wherever the deadly claws landed as Vincent tried to get used to the new form he had ended up in.

“Good, I guess.” With one last crack, his thumbs shifted upwards and turned into dewclaws, which probably meant that his feet were receiving a similar fate. “Amazing job by the way.” God, his voice was so low and raspy I could feel it in my bones. “You have no idea of how good I’m feeling right now.”

“Dude, you’re on the floor and on all fours…” though I had to admit the new shape looked nice on him. “And you’ve got no hands.” He shrugged, probably, shifting position every couple of seconds as more bulk was added to his still growing frame. “And you’re covered in fur.” On his back I swore I could see something try to poke through the skin and something else on his tailbone do the same, which sparked a lot of fantasies. “And you look so damn sexy.”

“Is it the bi part or the furry part speaking?” I gave him a ‘both’ look. He chuckled and cleared his throat. “I wonder what’s next.” I was going to say something but we both were interrupted by a loud moan coming from the screen. By now the three hour mark was well over and the movie didn’t seem to even have planned something as boring as an end. Park moaned again, under the careful touch of the dragon who was spreading his ass wide and burying his snout between the muscled cheeks, tongue probably deep inside the man and scratching the itch that every man had with ease. Vincent growled again as the human seemed to swell and change, a faint fur spreading from the tight hole in his backside. “I think you are.” We were gamers, we knew the signs of a plot twist when it came, but it didn’t prepare me in the least for what came next.

I pressed my back on the bed, breath escaping my lungs, every single fibre of my being on fire, hurting so good I couldn’t believe it was happening. Was Vee going through the same thing each time he swelled? God, I wanted more.

I looked at myself, pushing, or trying to push the giant man above me, only to see that my skin was wriggling, squirming and stretching around the new mass that was growing from within. Any fat I had was gone in the snap of a finger, replaced by steel hard abs which Vee didn’t wait to lick and rub his forming muzzle on. The feeling of his soft fur on my skin, flushed and sensitive, was out of this world like few things, though still far less pleasurable than a warm mouth around my cock. Speaking of which, a jolt of pleasure sent my eyes rolling back and prompted Vincent to get off and crane his neck to look at the new changes: all around my cock, a thin layer of scales the same colour as his fur was replacing the skin and member in question looked slightly bigger than before, darkening and thinning at the tip. I was shocked for the couple of seconds it took Vee to get off the bed and wrap his tongue over it: it felt even better than before and judging by the expression on his face, tasted better as well.

I looked with shock as my sack swelled and then pulled back closer to my body, shrinking more and more until it popped inside the opening from which my member was jutting out with a wet sound, and seemingly exchanging each push back with inches forward. Vee started sucking on my new ten incher madly, enjoying the feeling of a full mouth with all his being, though it was vanishing fast.

His body quaked and ballooned out visibly, tens of pounds added within seconds and then more in the next ones, the rest of him following suit and adapting to the changing weight. He grew and grew, short limbs lengthening at a marvellous pace, forcing him to chance position every time, his massive ass knocking against the walls and making them shake. His snout pushed out and then stopped once fully formed, locking him into a far more attractive visage than ever before, covered in a thin fuzz that thickened on his neck, soft and yet strong at the same time, likely capable of fending off water, wind and maybe even blades, just like a proper dragon.

Following the example of the one in the movie, he buried his tongue inside my ass, wriggling it and spreading my cheeks by the virtue of the size of his snout, inhaling my scent greedily and spreading his own in the room as more of his pre pooled on the floor. I realized a bit late that I could almost taste his scent on my tongue and I could make out our scents with ease and took a deep breath, feeling both the musk of the forming dragon, mine and my muscle pump out yet again. They were nowhere near Vincent’s but they could put any human to shame without being excessive or ugly like those bodybuilders I saw on tv.

Vee on the other hand seemed to lose his own as he grew out, the distinct shape of a human’s gone under the fur and taking on a more… draconic one. Bones resumed their cracks and pops, shifting, growing out, thickening. Soon he was as tall as I was but far more massive and still lodged in my ass and I could feel his tongue grown to reach deeper in me and far more dexterous and thick. Eventually he pulled out, leaving an empty feeling behind and smacked his lips. With one push of his forelimbs, he raised his mass above the floor on which he was resting and the sight left me speechless: the pudgy or leaning to fat teen I knew so well had morphed to an eight foot tall and god knew how long furred beast out of a dream. His fur was a little ruffled and just like a cat would, he licked his sides and smoothed it enough to make it look shinier and even more perfect than before. Between his legs I could make out something that interested me in a greater degree than the rest of him: the three feet of red pole sticking out from the furred sheath was something to behold, glistening and throbbing, spraying the wooden tiles with buckets of pre and trying to hide the massive melons that were his balls, also covered in fur. The sight made me throb and send a large glob of pre on my chest.

“That’s a waste.” He leaned in and dragged his tongue over my abs, cleaning them of the fluid and then dirtying them with saliva. “Better, right?”

Hardly. We turned our head towards the screen after Vee spent close to a minute to get himself in a decent position and settled for the bed and crashed on the floor as soon as he put his paws on it. The result was a broken bed upon which he curled up and started cleaning his retreating cock with careful licks and getting his snout wet with pre. You seem, relaxed. Jull chirped.

“It was obvious something was going on.” I replied with smug as I should have. “I read quite a lot of porn, this was standard procedure.” The two on screen, basically a copy of us, were quite surprised. Or were we their copy? “I’m a pervert.”

We noticed that when you drooled at the sight of his cock. Park smirked. You’ve got talent for sucking people off.

“I’ll stick with Vee and only Vee.” The former human purred at my words. Oh, god, he purrs! Thank you for this gift! “That leaves us with one question: who are you?”

No one that you should concern yourself with, we’re going to go soon. I frowned. Such is our fate, Cameron, but we are happy to be like this. We are left with the last changes and then we’ll part. As he closed his mouth, Vee shivered and trashed on the bed, destroying that little of it that was left and growled loudly.

On his back, the nubs of that I had seen earlier returned, trying harder to break free of his skin and fur and managing to this time: the bone, pale white, extended from his shoulders, muscle and tissues following suit in instants, just as a similar thing was happening to his hindquarters. His spine popped yet again, lengthening and through the fur I could see the vertebrae moving around and coming out just above that sexy ass he had. Soon the ghastly white bone was no more and a tail took form, slamming against a wall and knocking it down.

Only his wings remained, or what was going to become a pair of wings as they were still void of anything. Just as I was thinking that, a myriad of small nubs appeared on the pink muscle and ballooned out, filling in the empty space with brown feathers, the longer as tall as I was and the shorter like my arms or legs. He opened them fully and pierced the ceiling and the walls, knocking dust all over the place. Afraid of being crushed by the rubble, I rushed out to seek a safe space, but nothing happened and I looked back: from the settling dust, Vee came out unscathed, ruffling his feathers and smoothing them with his paws and snout nonchalantly. Somehow the house was still standing.

Good luck and have fun! The voices of Jull and Park echoed in my ears for a few seconds and then there was a blinding light. I closed my eyes while Vee used his second set of eyelids. Once I could see again, I stared at the perfectly intact house, which looked… different: instead of the small back door it had before, there was a large hangar door, evidently large enough for him to pass through and instead of a room like before, there was a whole new secondary building attached to the old house.

“Damn… is this magic?” Vee chirped and looked around the place, sniffing and poking his head through the door that opened automatically. “Cool.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty amazing.” I wasn’t referring to the house but at the massive backside currently in my line of sight, a monument to magnificence. He must have seen me staring at his ass because he wiggled his hips and raised his tail so that I could watch look at the massive orbs hidden by his tail and the far more alluring prize a few inches above it. “That’s better.”

“Say, we both only came, like, twice, which should be enough for humans, but not for us right?” I picked up on his intentions in an instant. “I mean, we have to get these new bodies the proper inauguration… it’d be a waste…” He licked his lips and trotted over to me, snout immediately seeking the slit between my legs and prodding it with his tongue. I felt the warm muscle bury itself inside me but not in my ass, which was weird. I groaned in pleasure as his tongue latched onto something deep within and pull it out with force. “Yes… that’s a nice cock.” From the slit, an even bigger cock stood proud at well above a whole foot of length, wet with the fluids that kept it warm and snug, topped by a tapered tip. From his hindquarters I head a wet plop and craned my neck to look at the simply ludicrous tool that was hardening before my eyes. I had seen it before but hell, that was one big, big dick, thick as a two litre bottle of coke all over and with the same mushroom shaped head as before, lacking the foreskin he had but lined with barbs that were soft at the touch.

“Yours is better.” He purred and puffed his chest, cock bobbing as he walked around and raised his leg on the nearest tree, unloading his bladder which I guess was full after the afternoon session and had somehow remained full throughout the change. Though I was not into that stuff, I couldn’t say that the sight of him unloading what must have been dozens of gallons of golden liquid was something weirdly arousing. It made me wonder if his balls had the same capacity… “It’s got some hefty balls to go with too.” I let him get close and present his ass to me and allow me to press my nose against the furred orbs. God, he smelled amazing. “I think you win this one, bud.”

“True but…” He spread his legs so that his backside was closer to me, though still too high for my tastes and lowered his chest on the floor. “… you’re the one doing the fucking now. I’ll settle for the next time.” I instinctively clenched my ass at the mere idea, but the prospect of getting my share was more than enough for me to accept a mutual exchange.

“Get on your back then, I don’t want to get a ladder to tap that ass.” He chirped and rolled on his back, wings folded and safely tucked in. His orbs swayed and rolled within their furry confines whereas the massive tool attached to them swung around and coated more than a few strands of fur with sticky fluids. “Good boy.” Vee purred when I licked his taut ring and pushed my tongue inside, feeling it grow far beyond any normal mean and far more sensitive. I could taste his musk and his very essence, my own cock spurting pre on his ass and demanding its fair share. “Shall we go now?” He grabbed me with his tail and pressed my hips against his, failing to used me as a sex tool for the moment. Maybe I’d let him do that one day or the other…

“Just get your cock inside.” What an eager thing… Still, I couldn’t pass on such a tasty offer, right?

I wanted to tease him a little, dragging my tip all over his ring and make him beg more but my own desires took hold and I just used some of the copious pre he was shooting all over the lawn and as makeshift lube. I licked the fingers I coated with his fluids and then pushed the first five inches inside, the entrance smooth and slick.

The sheer heat of his insides was mind-blowing, forcing me to stop for a second and get used to it, basking the near burning temperature all around those few inches. He moaned and pushed me deeper with his tail, making the getting used to his ass a totally useless act. I had merely gotten in and I was already on the verge of coming right then and there, but by some miracle, not only I managed to hold it off, but also I started thrusting in and out of his marvellous pucker. Vee moaned and moaned, getting louder as I picked up my pace and started hammering at his backside, feeling those massive cheeks wobble under mine. The cold outside and the heat inside were making it very hard not to spill my seed, and the way that he contracted his muscle, trying his best to milk me for all I had was even worse, or better, both maybe.

“H-harder… Harder!” I would have never expected him to say something like that, but when I saw him curl over after saying that and taking his own cock in his muzzle and sucking on it with wet slurps, shivering harder than before, I could not say no.

I grabbed onto his spread legs and braced myself, hips delivering harder and faster thrust, the fire within me burning everything I had so that I could give him 110% of my efforts. Vee was now drinking gallons of pre, letting them spill all over his muzzle and his fur, swallowing as much as he could and still finding that he had more to give. That sight was incredible and I could only imagine how his true climax would be.

I didn’t have to wait long: maybe ten or so minutes after I started ravaging his hole, I felt his ass clamp down on my cock, spasming wildly and saw his balls tighten against his sheath just like before. The sloshing sounds reached my ears and warned me of the soon to be show of pleasure, and I worked even harder to get closer to my own climax, slapping my hips against his round spheres with enough force to make him wince in pain and throb harder than ever. With one last thrust, he howled at the sky, wings spread on the laws and digging in the dirt, limbs spread out and mouth open with a silent plea. His cock bulged out obscenely with each load and then sprayed an unholy amount everywhere: the tree, several metres around him, the lawn, even the fence at the end of the backyard were not safe. Gallon after gallon after gallon was shot in the air with the force of a fire truck hose, slamming and splattering its pearly white produce. My own orgasm was far less impressive but I still noticed a slight bulge on his stomach as my seed pushed deep inside his bowels and filled them. We went on for that felt like hours, our brains melting and losing control over most functions. We fell on each other, still unloading seed and getting a coat of the other’s spunk until I was nothing more than a white ghost and Vee was a mess of clotted fur and spasming muscle.

God knows how long after we woke up and saw the mess we made: the garden was thrashed, utterly soaked in come, which should have been weird, but only managed to fill us with pride and happiness. I kissed the smoking hot fucker and he kissed me back.

“How are we ever going to get you cleaned, Vee?” He thought for a moment and then began licking his seed off of his fur, humming and moaning because of the taste. “That’s… fine I guess.”

“Fucking hell… this is never going to stop.”

“How are the two new guys doing?”

“They are, let’s say ‘fine’ but the changes were too radical this time.”

“Yeah, they got one of the most reactive ones… good thing there were two and not only one or the poor guy would have gotten all of that energy directly into his face. He wouldn’t have survived all that… stimulation.”

“I still don’t understand why they always use sex for the change, it’s… unsettling.” The man adjusted his pants just a little. “It’s annoying.”

“Then go and make yourself a companion or something, it’s not the first time you fucked a dragon or a unicorn just to see how it felt like.”

“We were young Les, that doesn’t count and also, I remember you watching me.”

“Look, I need them to be in a state of relaxation or focused on something else other than what they are going through and sex is the best way.” Silence for a few moments. “And it’s hot as fuck.” The man had to agree but still shifted the topic and his pants yet again.

“No luck on your side?”

“I’m finding more ways to make sure that our reality doesn’t collapse on our asses if that’s what you mean but for the rest… well, not much.” There was a heavy sigh on the other end.

“There’s an anomaly Les, a big one.”

“Elaborate.”

“Remember when I said there was nobody that escaped the mind warp spell? Yeah, someone did. Just one, but it’s something to be concerned.”

“What are you planning to do then?”

“I don’t know yet, this person seems to not know the causes but can remember what was before the change. If this goes on, we could see a tear in reality as the spell fights to make ends meet.”

“Then go and fix this you idiot. Always making me do all the work… fucking hell.”