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The two lovers, Scott and Manuel, were enjoying their vacation in the Sahara desert. They had visited lots of archaeological sites and were prone to buy souvenirs to bring back home. As a break from the usual lengthy trips to historic places, they went to the street bazaar in the city they were staying at. They had done some research about the country and discovered that gay relationships weren't approved here, so they held back from displaying their affection for each other during the day. It meant no holding hands, no hugs and no kisses for them until they were sure they were alone.

Scott, a 6'5" tall guy with short blonde hair, pale skin and a well built body, stopped before a stand that sold dozens of masks and trinkets of all shapes and colours. The merchant immediately jumped at the occasion and tried to sell anything, going as far as stating their “once in a lifetime" offer. As the blonde haired man was about to buy another golden scarab, Manuel tapped Scott's broad shoulder. Manuel was shorter than his lover by a whole head, his skin was tan and he had mid-long black wavy hair. Thanks to his boyfriend, Scott declined the offer and the two of them resumed their walk through the busy streets.

The afternoon went by pretty quickly as they walked through the bazaar. At one point the two took a turn down an unoccupied alley where Scott gently pushed Manuel against a wall before the two hugged each other. Because they had to hold back from showing their affection for each other for the whole day, they were both in desperate need of some love. As their mouths approached each other's, someone cleared their throat near them. Both of them, shocked, quickly let go of each other and turned towards the unknown person who was completely covered in a black shroud from head to toe.

• “Greetings, strangers." spoke the figure.

Manuel started making excuses, trying to deny what had just happened. But the veiled figure acted as if they didn't care.

• “We see spirits around you." continued the stranger.

• “What do you mean?" asked Manuel, puzzled.

• “You have powerful souls. And a very strong bond. We mean no harm to you. Follow us, we offer gifts to strong souls."

The cloaked man turned away. Manuel and Scott watched the shadowy figure as it slowly walked away from them, almost looking like he was floating in thin air. The two lovers tried to understand what was going on, as the man's intentions were unclear. Manuel was definitely wary of the strange figure who saw them hugging, while Scott looked excited by the almost magical aura the man had. In the end, they went with Scott's instinct and followed the cryptic man. The two men walked a dozen steps away from the city when sand began rising and swirling around them, forming a sand storm that blocked their vision of anything beyond it. As soon as the wind calmed down, they noticed something was wrong. It was as if they were transported somewhere completely different from a few moments ago. They were in a long street with high plain windowless walls on either side of them. The only door here was where the alley ended and the cloaked man was waiting next to it. Behind them, the street spanned as far as the eye can see.

• “Here. Come in. We mean no harm." spoke the figure.

The black clothed man opened the door, revealing some sort of swirling dark portal, and disappeared through. Manuel gulped at the sight while his lover's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

• “We should go back, Scott," said Manuel

• “He said we'll be fine, Manuel. We should check it out," countered Scott.

• “What if it's dangerous?" Manuel didn't like where this was going.

• “I think it's exciting!"

With that, the blonde man grabbed his boyfriend's hand and walked toward the portal. As soon as they passed through, the two of them began falling. They clung to each other closely as the seemingly endless fall went on and on, their heads were spinning, their minds got blurry and they were getting increasingly nauseous. After what seemed like an hour of this disturbing feeling, their fall slowed down as their feet were brought to the ground once again while the sickening sensations progressively left them. Upon opening their eyes, they looked around and saw that they landed in a peculiar looking shop. There were displays with items which looked like ancient relics belonging to another time: clothes from other eras, ancient weapons and armours, beautiful golden jewellery and so much more.

• “Welcome our shop." echoed the voice of the shadowy man, who was nowhere to be found. “Please, pick a gift from our collection. One for each of you." the cloaked stranger insisted.

• “Could you please tell us what's going on?" cried out Manuel, overwhelmed by what happening.

• “You have strong souls and a deep bond. We offer you gifts. It is simple."

• “Why would we accept?" asked Manuel defensively.

• “If you do not want gifts, you are free to leave. You will forget about our shop and go back to your old life. It is up to you."

• “Hey, Manuel, chill out." said Scott in an attempt to comfort his boyfriend “He's offering us a gift, it should be okay, right?" he was definitely way to excited by this.

• “I really don't think this is a good idea, Scott." replied Manuel, still wary about what was happening to them.

• “Listen to your spirits to choose a gift. They will help you pick the best gift."

Scott grinned and Manuel sighed at the statement. The two let go of each other and parted ways to wander in the shop, going from display to display. Scott excitedly roamed through the different rooms and admired every single item his eyes fell upon, while Manuel was still very careful about this situation, which he found ridiculously suspicious.

Manuel went through a lot of ancient weaponry and armour. There was even an undamaged antique gladiator cart. He wasn't sure what he would do with all of that, so he went through that section quickly. As he was looking at a rather beautiful scimitar, a small voice whispered in his mind, telling him where to look next. He quickly perused through all the antic relics to find the one he truly wanted when the voice told him to stop in a section with various objects associated with binding and torturing: iron balls, chains and even whips. He looked through them, not finding anything interesting. But maybe one of these could spice up his nights with Scott. As soon as his eyes fell on a specific object, he grinned wide.

Scott was going through a section filled with clothes, there were wooden mannequins wearing all kinds of garbs which looked like they were from another era but well preserved. He was looking at a pretty feathered turban and decided to pick it up. But his hand was held back by a mysterious force and instead, his arm pointed to a section next to him. Baffled, he tried to grab the hat with his other hand, but it too was restrained and started pointing to the same place as the other arm. He grumbled as his hands refused to obey him. Though disheartened, his curiosity was piqued so he decided to go see what was there. Upon entering the other room, his feet felt like they were moving on their own and lead him to a particular display containing a single object before which he was in complete awe.

Both of the men picked their objects, which were packaged into magical self-wrapping wrapping paper as soon as they took them in their hands. They both returned to the main room with their gifts.

• “Now that you both have a gift, come." said the familiar voice which was coming from a different door that the two didn't remember seeing there before.

The door opened, revealing a gigantic desert with no end in sight. There was a pyramid in the distance and just above the monument, a solar eclipse shone an unnatural light all over the sand of this magical place.

• “Whoaaaaaa..." said Scott, impressed by the whole situation, “that's amazing! Manuel, let's go!"

• “I have a bad feeling about this..."

As soon as the lovers went through the door, they heard it slam shut behind them, making the two men turn to look at it. It had disappeared, leaving them in the endless desert. The shady figure appeared to them once more and this time it was floating high in the air.

• “Now, exchange gifts." said the mysterious man.

• “What? Wait, I thought it was for me!" complained Manuel to the figure. “I can't just gift this to Scott!"

• “Calm down, Manuel. I'm sure it'll be fine," intervened Scott. He then handed his gift to his lover “Here. This is for you."

• “How can you be so calm about everything? This is all messed up! Don't you see this guy is floating?"

• “So what? Come on, Manuel," reassured the blonde man with a gentle smile on his face, “I chose it for you, I know you will love it."

• “Okay... I'm sorry, Scott. I picked something for myself, not for you..."

• “Don't worry about it. I'm sure it'll be great." said Scott while putting his gift in his lover's free arm. “Go ahead, open it."

• “Thanks..." Manuel hesitated for a second before shyly giving his gift to his lover. “Here... I'm sorry I didn't pick something better, Scott..."

• “It's okay, hun, I'm sure it'll be an amazing gift!"

Manuel quickly tore away the wrapping, revealing a golden cross-like ankh amulet and a golden collar. The two looked authentic, truly made of gold and not an imitation.

• “I know you like history, I thought it would make a great gift. Do you like it?"

• “That's... That's incredible! I didn't see those when I looked in the shop! It's... It's the best! Thank you so much, Scott!"

• “Glad you like it! Wear it proudly, hun."

• “I will!" Manuel marvelled at the jewels he just received.

• “I guess it's my turn, now. I can't wait to see what it is."

Scott sat down, put his gift over his lap and began unwrapping the gift, carefully unfolding the paper as his lover was watching intently while blushing. There was an iron collar with a long chain tied to it, and there was a key to lock the chain around someone's neck. There was a long silence as the two of them looked at the piece of iron which was definitely too big to fit around a regular human's neck.

• “I'm sorry, Scott, this is just not worth the"

• “It's amazing! It's a chain for slaves, right? Look at the size of this thing! That looks so badass! Thank you, Manuel!"

Scott lunged at Manuel and wrapped his arms around his lover. The smaller man was taken by surprise by Scott's reaction, especially since their gifts were very different in quality and value. The blonde man let go of his boyfriend and turned around the collar to inspect it. He took the small key, unlocked the lid and opened the collar wide. He then put it around his neck and closed it before throwing the key at Manuel, who almost failed to catch it. The collar was so large that he wouldn't have needed to undo the lock to slip it on, but he did it that way regardless.

• “Wait, why are you putting it on? It's not beautiful and not even precious or anything. It's even... humiliating" asked Manuel.

• “But it's a gift from you, hun. And because of that, it holds more value than any amount of gold. Now put on your collar, I want to see you wear it proudly. You'll be the prince and I'll be your slave!" he laughed.

Manuel sighed before looking at his gift, still somewhat feeling guilt at the thought of having picked something this lame. He was pretty sure Scott was trying to make him feel better. The voice in his head returned, telling him to not worry and just put on the collar. He obeyed the voice and lifted the heavy collar above his head before putting it down around his neck.

• “You look great, hun." said Scott while admiring his boyfriend.

• “Thanks. You too, my love." replied Manuel.

• “Show strength of your bonds to the spirits," said the floating figure, “and the spirits will reward you."

Puzzled, the two men looked at each other. Scott stood up, walked to Manuel and took him in his arms, holding him tightly. He then closed his eyes and dove for a kiss with his boyfriend, who returned it eagerly. They felt like they were falling once again, but this time the trip was easier because they were embracing each other. As soon as the disturbing feeling went away the two of them broke the kiss and looked around. They were now in a dark room in which torches magically lit up one after the other everywhere, revealing a large room filled with pots, colonnades and a golden throne at the top of a couple steps. They looked around in search for the shady figure to ask him what was going on, but he was nowhere to be seen.

The voice inside Manuel's head resonated again. He closed his eyes and grabbed his head in his hands while his thoughts slowly changed. He opened his eyes and saw an noble anubis-like creature before him who was talking to him. The voice echoed in his head, telling him he and his mate were “worthy" of “his blessing". The ghostly jackal creature transformed into smoke which disappeared into his newly acquired golden ankh collar. Manuel instantly stood straight up, looking at the throne and grinning as his whole being merged with the anubian prince.

Manuel's vision became partly blocked by his nose and mouth, which were elongating forward. He squinted to look at the new growing appendage when he realized his whole body was changing. Black hair began growing all over his body. He watched his arm as the hair was lengthening and thickening into beautiful black fur. His feet reformed into digitigrade shape with his toes growing massive and bursting out of his shoes while his heel rose higher. Large black claws replaced his nails, growing sharp and long while the underside of his feet grew soft padding. Never before had he considered himself to be fit, so when he looked down to his feet the ample six pack and well formed pectorals he saw surprised him. A tail began growing above his butt, which he wagged from the excitement he was getting from the transformation. His whole body was packing on more muscle as time passed, making him look very fit and sweet to the eye. As he looked at his enhanced body, his nose finished forming and his ears moved to the top of his head while elongating into canine ones.

Meanwhile, Scott had fallen on his knees or rather, something forced him on his knees. Control of his body was just beyond his grasp and his whole being was moving on its own accord. A large arm fell on his shoulders before a huge paw took his jaw to force him to look at Manuel, who was still transforming. Scott was in awe before the changing body of his boyfriend, letting out a “Whoa" of admiration. He didn't even realise that the handpaw holding his jaw was gone and that he was free to move, he was too mesmerized by the sight of his boyfriend to look anywhere else. After Manuel's transformation into an Anubis-like jackal was complete, the large hand came back to Scott's chin and turned the human's head to the side. Scott saw a gigantic anthropomorphic tiger smile at him and tell him “They're our Lord. Isn't that the best?" Scott nodded excitedly and the spirit turned into a small flame before rushing into Scott's iron collar, forcing the human to fall backward on his butt in a sitting position.

Manuel was looking at his body as the final changes took place: golden strands of hair replaced the black fur around his ears, eyes, wrists, waist and ankles. His clothes melted and new ones replaced them, complementing his collar with more beautiful golden jewellery. Manuel turned away and walked slowly to the golden throne in the room. He caressed the precious metal before sitting on it with his legs crossed and his head resting on his fist. He was looking intently at Scott, whose body was starting to change.

Scott's hair changed from blonde to orange with black stripes. It reached all over his face while his ears moved to the top of his head and became rounder. A snout grew out of his face, his teeth elongated into sharp fangs and his nose became slightly pink while morphing to a feline shape. The fur continued growing, reaching down to his neck while expanding the already muscled body of the man, making it grow in breadth. The fur kept travelling down his body, covering the large pectorals as they expanded with yet more muscles, tearing his shirt from the sheer volume of his growing body. His shoulders grew in strength, his biceps became rounder and more powerful and his back gained even more definition as the fur was spreading faster down his body. His forearms grew massively strong as the black striped orange hair covered them, his abdominals became a large and wide eight pack and his waist became too big for his jeans, which snapped. The growth and expansion reached his hands, which became truly massive, his nails became deadly retractable claws and soft padding appeared on his palms. The growth continued going lower, making his glutes expand as a nub grew out of his tailbone, slowly elongating into a thin tail. His thighs were next as they swelled with more muscles, ripping his jeans' legs before his calves joined in the tearing of the cloth. Finally the fur reached his feet, which grew truly massive and burst out of the shoes restraining them. His bones rearranged so his heels moved far off the ground, his feet elongated, his toes reformed and expanded while growing sharp claws. Soft padding covered the underside of his newly formed powerful feet, bringing the transformation to an end.

As soon as the last of his transformation was complete, Scott started admiring himself. He quickly glanced at the throne where he saw a majestic black and golden jackal. The shining aura of a high Lord was now surrounding Manuel, making the tiger feel the need to bow before him and offer him his loyalty for all of eternity. He hopped on his feet and walked a couple feet away from the steps in front of the golden throne, where he bowed toward his boyfriend. A pulse echoed through his whole being, forcing him lower as he began panting hard. Waves of power rocked his body, making him grow stronger and taller. Every pulse made him gain muscle definition and an inch in height, soon reaching to 8'2. The growth was slowly straining his underwear which began ripping slowly. With every inch he was growing the cloth was tearing up, and as soon as it burst in pieces, a way too large loincloth appeared to replace the torn fabric. Scott began purring from pleasure as his body grew more and more from the never-ending pulses rocking him. As he reached 9'8 tall his neck filled almost completely his iron collar, marking the growth's end. The extremely muscular tiger man was panting loudly when he realised that Manuel was looking at him.

The noble jackal was very pleased by how Scott had become a gigantic and muscular tiger. The sight of his muscles, the colours of his fur, the strength that exuded from his large body; Manuel wanted it all for himself.

• “Servant," said Manuel, “I'll allow you to worship me."

• “Thank you, kind Lord," replied Scott.

Scott wondered how much Manuel had changed, it wasn't like him to say things like that. But then again, he was transformed into a slave while his boyfriend became royalty. He crawled on all fours until he reached right in front of the throne. Manuel presented his paw to the tiger.

Scott delicately took the underside of the paw in his large hand and kissed the foot. He began kissing lovingly each toe one after the other while gently massaging the soft padding under the paw. He continued by caressing jackal's ankle while running his fingers between the large toes, giving the whole foot a massage. Manuel was pleased, according to the small moans he was trying to suppress. Scott began working faster, caressing and massaging the paw thoroughly. He then took the ankle in one hand, the calve in the other and lifted his boyfriend's leg higher to bring the paw in front of his face. His nose met the sensitive padding before he started running his tongue against the underside of the feet. Manuel shivered from pleasure while moaning. He decided to bring his other paw to the show and put it next to the other. The tiger delicately held each paw in one of his hand and began licking the padding under the large paws. When he reached the end of a toe, he took it in his mouth and gently suckled on it before going back down the base of the padding and starting over. He gave all the toes an equal treatment while he was still gently caressing the feet with his hands.

• “Ser... ah!... Servant." said Manuel while trying to suppress moans, “that's... enough."

Scott was disappointed, but let go of the toe he was suckling and looked at the jackal. He gently put down the two paws on the ground and knelt. Manuel huffed and panted for a moment before he got up and started walking in circles around Scott, taking his time to admire the huge body his boyfriend now had. He stopped once he was in front of the tiger once again.

• “Servant," said the jackal, “you did well and as such, I will reward you. Lie on your back."

Scott repositioned himself to lie down on the ground, waiting for what was coming next. After a minute, Manuel put one paw on each side of his boyfriend's head and knelt on the large shoulders of the giant tiger. He then lifted his tail high and lowered his butt to Scott's head.

• “You know what to do" said the jackal.

Two huge paws grabbed Manuel's buttcheeks and groped them wildly. Manuel moaned of pleasure before he leaned over Scott's body, caressing the large abdominals underneath the fur. The more he leaned, the more he grinned as he was getting closer to his target. He slipped his hands under the tiger's loincloth and lowered it, revealing a thick sheath that was already filling with feline cock. He grabbed the two orange sized balls and squeezed them gently, earning a moan from the tiger. The large tip of the feline cock was rising out of the sheath slowly and Manuel toyed with it with one of his hands while the other was still groping the furry spheres of the tiger. Scott lunged forward at Manuel's awaiting hole, nuzzling against it. He then started lapping at the sensitive flesh, making his mate moan of pleasure. Both of their cocks were hardening from the stimulation they were giving each other. The tiger's spire was the first to reach its full length at 1'5 and 5" wide. Manuel started working it with both his hands, caressing the sensitive flesh all around before taking the tip in his muzzle and suckling gently on it. Because of that Scott had begun purring, sending vibrations through his whole body, including his tongue that was lapping at the jackal's tailhole. The stimulation became much more effective thanks to that and Manuel dove deeper on Scott's cock to reward him, suckling wildly as his throat was invaded with the dick. Large barbs were tickling his whole mouth, giving him yet more pleasure and making his own huge spire harden faster. The tiger plunged his tongue inside the jackal's slickened hole while purring loudly and groping wildly his lover's asscheeks. As the large cock in Manuel's mouth started throbbing wildly, the jackal began working it faster with both his tongue and hands.

Scott's cock pulsed one last time before unleashing a flood directly into the depth of Manuel's throat. The jackal drank it all, taking shot after shot of cum which filled his belly nicely. When the flow was weakening, he slowly pulled out and let a few of the blasts coat his face as he tried to catch them with his mouth. As soon as it was over, he admired the enormous spire of his lover, almost envious. But he felt something poke his chin, making him look down. His eyes went wide upon looking at his own cock, which was almost reaching to his nose level, was about 2'4" in length and 10" wide. His knot was absolutely massive and his balls were as large as grapefruits. He grinned wide and licked his lips, thinking about what to do next with his titanic tool while the tiger under him was still licking the insides of his tailhole.

• “Enough." said the jackal.

As soon as the tiger pulled his tongue out, Manuel stood up proudly and held his spire while caressing it slowly. He was turned towards Scott, wondering how the tiger would react when he would see the size of his tool. The jackal closed his eyes, leaned forward and licked the glob of pre that had formed over the tip, moaning after swallowing it. He opened his eyes and saw the tiger was looking intently at his shaft with his mouth agape before the sheer size of if. Manuel grinned at the tiger, who quickly changed position to bend over, presenting his asshole high for the jackal to see while swaying his tail. One of his hands was holding his buttcheek open and he was looking backward at the jackal while whining with need.

• “My Lord..." began Scott, “Allow me to offer my body to you!"

• “Very well. I shall reward you for your efforts, servant." said the jackal while approaching his lover's backside.

Manuel took the two asscheeks of his boyfriend and lay down his shaft between them. He ground his huge tool, which was already pulsing with need and leaking a lot of pre, against his partner's needy hole. He took a few steps backward to line up the tip of his gigantic dick with the asshole and pushed in. The first few inches went in easily, making the tiger moan of ecstasy. Manuel then started rocking back and forth, pushing his cock a little more with each thrust. Scott was sent to another orgasm and his dick started spraying seed all over the ground. Manuel humped faster, pushing more and more of his gigantic spire into the tiger's body, until his knot was slapping against the asshole. He then started pulling out before ramming his cock in again, sending his grapefruit sized balls against the tiger's orbs. There was a large bulge in Scott's stomach from the jackal's titanic cock inside him. Manuel was slowly reaching his peak, his orgasm was building up fast now. He pulled a foot of his spire out before ramming it in one last time, forcing Scott's asshole wide open around his basketball sized knot. Scott moaned from pleasure as he ejaculated once more from his tailhole being stretched impossibly wide. Manuel forced the knot in more and more until the widest part of it finally got in, making the rest of it slide in more easily. As soon as he was balls deep he hit his orgasm, making him howl from pleasure as his throbbing cock shot torrents of cum inside the tiger's belly. Scott's belly swelled every time the jackal's spire shot a wave of seed in him. He was feeling so proud that he was able to please his Lord, it felt to him as if it was his righteous place as Manuel's sex slave. He put a hand over his swelling belly to feel the incoming waves of cum and marvelled at the sheer amount that was pumped in him.

When the jackal's orgasm died down, the two were just standing there, panting heavily. Scott's orgasms had completely coated the ground with seed while Manuel's orgasm made Scott's belly looking slightly inflated. The jackal breathed deeply before pulling his cock out. Scott moaned from pleasure as the knot was now exiting his asshole, spreading it incredibly wide once again. When Manuel's dick slid out, a steady stream of cum began leaking from the tiger's hole. A feeling of emptiness struck Scott as soon as the huge shaft was out.

• “That was... the best, Lord Manuel..." said Scott weakly.

• “It's not over, my sweet servant," whispered the jackal seductively while running his fingers against Scott's butt, “I want you to lie on your back, now."

Scott did as he was ordered and flipped on his back. His cock was still pulsing weakly, dripping with seed. Manuel stood on top of Scott with his footpaws on each side of the tiger's waist. He then sat over the slightly inflated belly of his lover, laying down his huge cock against the large muscles of the tiger. Scott grabbed the enormous spire and started working it again, eliciting a moan from the jackal. Manuel took the tigers cock and aimed it at his own asshole before lowering himself on it. The large spire slid inside his rear entrance, which was slickened up from Scott's earlier rimming, spreading his asshole wide as barbs ticked his sensitive passage. He lowered himself more and more, soon taking half of it inside him before he pulled up and then forced himself down further. Slowly but surely, he took all seventeen inches of it inside of him, making a large bulge in his belly. His own cock was being worked skilfully by the tiger, who wanted his lover's load all over him. Manuel's abundant pre was coating the tiger's pectorals, while Scott's pre was leaking inside the belly of his lover. Manuel was still going up and down Scott's pulsing dick when he pushed himself down one last time as his cock erupted once more, sending tides of his warm cum all over the tiger's face. Scott opened his mouth wide and welcomed the flow that was coating him as he too was sent to orgasm and began pumping his seed inside his lover's belly. Scott was humping weakly while he was shooting his load, making his barbs tickle the jackal's insides, which made Manuel's load much longer and much more pleasurable thanks to the increased stimulation. The tiger was trying to drink the blasts of cum of his Lord, but most of them were too powerful and he had to make do with being showered until the shots would weaken.

By the end of their orgasms, Manuel's belly was slightly swollen with his lover's seed and Scott's upper body and head were completely drenched with his partner's cum. The jackal slowly got up and pulled away from the tiger's cock, moaning as the barbs tickled his passage once more, almost sending him to another orgasm. Once his ass was freed of the spire, seed began pouring from it, falling all over the tiger's waist and crotch. Manuel let go of his friend and went to sit on the golden throne once again.

• “Slave. Come here." ordered the jackal.

Scott weakly got up and knelt right in front of Manuel.

• “You did well. I'll allow you to clean me."

Scott smiled as he began licking his lover's body, cleaning it from their combined cum. As he was licking his lover's face clean, he heard a small “I love you, Scott", to which he replied “I love you too, Manuel." Once the jackal's upper body was clean, the tiger got on to the cleaning of the huge cock, idly liking it clean from all of the seed while Manuel gently pet his head.

The shady figure appeared before both of them once again and knelt before the two lovers. He removed his black hood and his robe, revealing a large naked fennec fox man sporting a sizeable sheath and balls.

• “Welcome to your realm, your majesty." said the fox while kneeling, “We have been waiting for you."