Relief
Paul sighed heavily while loosening his tie. His boss spent the whole day yelling at him on top of all the usual things which go wrong at his job. It was a big relief to finally be home but there wasn't anything that he could think of to get his mind off it. Just as he sat on the couch, wondering where his dog was, a figure darkened the room. Not expecting a guest , Paul was a little worried when he saw the big hulking man standing across the den but it didn't take long for him to change his mind. The man standing there was tall, dark and handsome, waiting completely naked and showing off his hard muscles. Every line of his body twisted sensually around each other catching the light just right to make it all more impressivve. Most of all Paul couldn't keep his eyes off the massive package hanging between his legs, orbs the size of softballs under a thick, heavy looking shaft.
He stared for a few mintues though before he realized something strange. He wasn't just dark, he was jet black... with tan spots... just like...
Then all at once he found himself under a mass of fur and muscle which looked exactly like his doberman Hans. The big doberman had somehow become an even bigger person, hugging and wrestling him to the floor, licking just as adamantly as ever. Paul tried to get a little space to breathe and think then something he didn't expect happened. A big handpaw grabbed his crotch and gave him the lewdest squeeze in history. Hans wasn't just grabbing, he was grobbing and molesting and other levels of naughty with his master's balls. Right away, paul gave in, humping the paw and groping at his dog's body too. toying with his nipples, running his fingers between all those smooth muscles then finally cupping a pair of firm buttcheeks in each hand.
Hans smiled, an odd expression on a dog's face yet unmistakeable at the same time, and ran both paws into the human's groin, stroking the hard on with one and playing the those balls in the other. Paul gave his dog another look, trying to see what exactly happened but couldn't come up with anything but he magically became some sort of weredog, he still had his collar on even. Still he didn't care. He was getting felt up by the sexiest thing he'd ever seen after almost a year without a lay. Naked Hans licked Pauls face excitedly after giving his clothes a pained look. It didn't take long for the human to notice and start ripping his clothes off as fast as he cool, tossing them every each direction until he lied there on the floor under his lusty weredog.
The dog sat up, stradling Pauls legs and still groping and playing with his cock, to show off his own boner. the human guess it had to be around a foot and a half long, much longer than his own impressive 10 inches, and it was spewing out precum like a fountain, soaking his belly in warm gooey musk. The smell of sex was quickly starting to fiull the room even they hadn't even gotten past foreplay. He started to wonder what that powerful juice tasted like but just as soon as he moved to take a taste, Hans shifted forward drenching his face and filling his open mouth with dogmusk. It was the most woderful thing Paul had ever tasted, salty and somehow slightly sweet, heady and electric. He wanted more.
Hans however had more pressing issues to deal with. He poised himself right over his master's Throbbing cock and lined it up perfectly with his tailhole then pushed down and took it to the hilt. All at once Paul's cock sunk in the tight warmth of his werdog's ass and he shivered intensely with pleasure. For a second he thought he came in the eager canine's bowel but after a moment Hans started to ride him hard and he knew it was just a huge wad of pre lubing up that rippling passage.
The dobbie was amazing, his ring milking and squeezing around his cock while his tail wagged just the right way to make his body wriggle and squirm around it too. Paul couldn't help but hump him as hard as he could, bouncing the big pup high then pulling him back down. He sat up and bit his lip watching the dog's tongue hang out and his eyes roll back in ecstasy. Precum was whipping everywhere getting the human soaked in the flavourful musk while he licked his face as each wave hit him.
Again and again and again their hips slammed together both of them whining and moaning with no reserve, lost in passion but Paul couldn't keep holding on much longer and he yelled out loud as the largest load of cum he'd ever had rushed out of his cock and into his friend. He thrust that much harder into the dog and coated his insides well with seed. hans, though still hadn't cum, the knot at the base of his cock swollen some but still a little way off from his climax, so paul kept fucking trying to aim his cock right at the prostate while he grabbed the massive, cock that took both his hands to fit around and jerked him off.
He stayed hard the whole time much to his plesant surprise and the doberman was all too glad to fuck his hands and rain even more precum on Pauls face. It took a few more mintues but it was well worth it to hear the big dog howl and see the explosion of milky cum blast out of his dick. Each shot was enough to drench his chest though most of it went right into his face. The taste of it was just even stronger and just as delicious as the musk. He couldn't hold onto the jerking throbbing cock tight enough to keep it still so he just squeezed the sensitive knot and let it thrash around sending dogjizz everywhere. Hans kept cumming for a whole five mintues before he relaxed and just started to lick his master excitedly, cleaning up his mess and squeezing the cock still lodged in his ass.
Paul huffed and puffed still a little out of breath after such a wild fuck. He smeared dog cum into his own skin like some kind of lotion and did the same to Hans' fur, smiling contently while the dog was still eager for more. Suddenly he heard his answering maching pick up to the sound of his boss telling him he was fired. He just shrugged and sucked his dog's dick a little. He couldn't think of anything that could take his mind off it.
Covered in sweat and dog cum, nursing on the tip of a massive cock and exhausted from the most wild sex of his life, Paul couldn't remember anything that happened before he found his newly transformed buddy. Hans kept grinding against the human's hips, working his tailhole around his master's cock while his muscular body shifted and twisted with each little motion of Paul's lips and tongue. Impossible amounts of pre surged into Paul's mouth, thick and warm and delicious, but suddenly the canine stopped teasing and started to thrust.
Paul tried to hold the dog back but there would be no denying nearly seven feet of sheer muscle and he was already struggling to keep up with all the pre dribbling out of his mouth and gushing down his throat; even if he could he was at a disadvantage from his position. Slowly, the sleek-furred doberman stooped over, forcing more and more of that huge cock into his master's tight and warm mouth; each thrust making a messy splash of pre and saliva. He pushed and struggled, not to escape but just to find a safer position but the lower the canine got the faster and more unstoppable his hips became. Paul just grabbed on to the strong body on top of him and tried to relax his throat and patted the chiseled rump still holding onto his sensitive erection. The weredog took it as a cue and lifted his hips, freeing the human's cock and angling his own down Paul's throat and humped wildly!
The smaller male gagged and choked for a moment but quickly learned to catch a breath where he could his face soaked in a second coat of pre as so much of it filled his gut feeling like he had a good meal already while he desperately jerked himself off. He could feel that massive slab of meat stretching his neck out for it and loved it, wanting every inch his dog could feed him until those gigantic balls were slapping him hard on the chin. Hans barked and bellowed loudly in ecstasy, mating Paul's face with animalistic abandon as his knot started to throb still swollen from before. His meaty legs wriggled closer to either side of Paul's body holding him in place while he bucked as deep as he could. The human's hand worked desperately along his own 10 inches of cock ready to cum first again.
His body convulsed and twitched in passionate release sending thick strands of cum up his dog's back, painting the jet black fur with strips of white as a body shaking orgasm rolled over his body. His mouth and throat gripped tighter around that huge doberman cock shoved down his throat as testicles the size of softballs, bouncing off his chin, rose up steadily but obviously still needing more.
He gasped and sucked under his friend working his overflowing balls and that trembling knot while the canine took his time getting to his own second climax humping deep and hard making every inch work it's magic over Paul's body. The pants and growls of the big weredog were like music to the human's ear's, keeping him rock hard even after the two biggest orgasms he could imagine one right after. Until with a howl Han's unleashed a second load in his master. Paul couldn't envision the sheer volume of cum erupting into his belly and it seemed Han's wanted to make a show of it pulling back enough to shoot every other rope of dogcream into his mouth splashing up like a fountain as he simply couldn't keep up.
Minutes passed and Han's keep fucking Paul's face, filling him up and covering his face in a second coat of cum until finally the flow stopped and the dog pulled out sitting over his belly and smiling that strange but unmistakable dog smile and throbbing monstrously. Paul rubbed his sore throat and tried to say something but exhausted and satisfied and blissful there wasn't anything to say. Instead he just pet Han's in that spot he liked on the chest and tried to relax. Even if this was the worst day ever this was gonna be the best night.