Daemon Juice - Another Time Another Place
#1 of Daemon Juice - Legend
Daemon Juice â€" Another Time, Another Place
*Standard Disclaimer. Leave all ye minors.
**The previous Daemon Juice story will not be continued because of various issues I will not go into depth, but the concept lives on. To start, a mild bit of fun and some plot setting...
Kail Blyke was a diminutive guy. Even at twenty-one years of age, he still looked like he should be in middle school if he groomed. He was pretty sure being a wolf and being a nerd had to be some sort of oxymoron. The scruffy male wore unflattering clothing and had a pair of thick glasses set on his nose, shrouding his big brown eyes. His tawny and gray fur was handsome to be sure, but when considered with the whole package deal, it just made him look dusty.
Clutching his satchel with heavy books in place, Kail trudged through the grass towards his last class for the day. Perhaps it didn't help that he was the only person on campus afflicted with the ‘F-Virus', a non-contagious, relatively harmless disease that incorporated the DNA of animals into human beings. He couldn't pass it on unless he had a full blood-transfusion with another person, but people still looked at him as if he was diseased. Perhaps the way he carried himself had something to do with that.
Well, after class he could go pick up his new glasses from the glasses store. He was happy with the way they looked...
Class was over and Kail chucked his book bag into the back of his mom's van. His parents were out of town and he was able to borrow the white minivan for the duration of their trip. It wasn't fly at all, but his close friends had dubbed it the ‘party van' after he had taken a few hard turns and given everyone a particularly fun time.
Off to the superstore he drove, tapping his fingers to the steering wheel in time to music on a classic-rock station. For some reason, his wallet felt particularly fat today. Perhaps he'd get some new clothes while he was here as well. Into the small glasses sub-store, he picked up his new glasses and complimentary glass-cleaning cloth.
Fitting them onto his face, he paused and waited for the vertigo to pass while the clerk asked him whether he needed them adjusted. He loved that feeling of new glasses, of seeing things much clearer, of thinking you could count all the individual leaves on a tree a mile away. He stuffed his old glasses into his glasses container and stuffed that into his pocket, finished the transaction, and headed into the rest of the store with a shopping cart...
Shopping spree complete, Kail looked at himself in the mirror. Yes, this was all he needed! His new rimless glasses enhanced the look of his eyes without obscuring them, and his clothes were less baggy and more form-fitting. The colors he chose complimented his fur instead of clashing against it. He stood up straight and his back crackled with effort, but he did it! A few moments of posing, and then it was back to his computer.
He paused as he logged onto the first of his favorite sites. This was the thing that got him into all this trouble to begin with. New clothes weren't going to fix his issues. He had to get out into the world and be better because he wants to be, not because he has a new shirt on.
Kail turned his computer off with a deep sigh, stood up, wiggled until his posture was correct, and trekked to the campus food court!
Or he would have, if a bottle hadn't hit him in the head as soon as he stepped out the door. He picked the bottle up and looked up to see where it had come from. There were no windows above or around the exit door. There was nobody around and nobody on the roof that he could see either.
He looked at the bottle. It looked like some sort of shampoo bottle, pale green with the words ‘Daemon Juice' in black. No other writing, warnings, or labels were on the bottle, though there were a few patches where it looked like stickers had been peeled off. He stuffed the small bottle into his pocket and continued his trek, rubbing his sore head...
His new clothes and posture seemed to work, to an extent, but still nobody approached him, talked to him, or would even smile at him, but at least people weren't going out of their way to avoid him either. Perhaps that was progress. Kail tried to remind himself of the things his friend Kaze had told him online. You couldn't expect people to come up to you, you had to go to them and make an impression! Well, that was a project for another day. For now he'd enjoy his double-cheeseburger and enjoy the fact that he didn't feel eyes of hate boring into the back of his skull.
He pulled out the strange bottle, eyeing it over. He unscrewed the cap and gave it a sniff. It smelled faintly of chocolate and something else he couldn't quite place.
Very suddenly his body was jarred and the bottle went flying out of his hands, the contents spilling across the table! Kail yelped out in surprise almost after the fact and looked to see his friend Willow beaming at him. Willow was a skinny, small brunette girl that had a thing for bracelets and beanies.
"Oh! Sorry puppy, didn't mean to make you lose your bottle!" she blushed. A few angry students glared at him as he hopped up to go retrieve the pale green bottle from the end of the table. He noted one girl wiping some of the stuff off of her arm and a few other people fishing the liquid out of their food or wiping it off of their cups. He finally retrieved and capped the bottle, stuffing it into his pocket.
"C'mon, let's get out of here..." Kail took his tray in one hand and Willow's hand in the other and scurried out as fast as he could...
"It just says ‘Daemon Juice' on it? That's weird. Sounds sketchy." Willow mused as she examined the bottle. "It still feels," she uncapped the bottle and peeked inside, "and looks full, but you spilled a lot on that table."
"I'm pretty sure it was your fault that it happened." Kail took the proffered bottle back and weighed it in his hand. It did feel the same as before, but that could be anything. Maybe most of the contents were a gel inside, or maybe the plastic was just heavy.
"I said I was sorry!"
"I know, and I forgive you. I just think it's kind of ironic how I go out and try to make a new image of myself, and then I spill juice all over people I don't even know!"
"I'm sure they'll forget about it by tomorrow."
"I hope so. I think one of the girls is in my Economics class tomorrow."
The two sat in silence for a moment on Kail's bed.
Willow snatched the bottle out of Kail's hand and uncapped it again, "This has to be something..."
"Well of course it- hey!" Before Kail could react, Willow had taken a swig out of the bottle.
"Bleh, tastes like powdered chocolate, and not the good kind."
"That's probably because it's not edible! Ew, Willow, why'd you have to go and do that?"
"No, no, it tastes like one of those protein shakes or whatever they are, just not mixed up very well. It's probably just someone's energy shot. Makes sense right? I mean, it has ‘juice' on the bottle."
"It could be crack cocaine for all we know!"
"Oh quit being so whiny..." Willow leaned on the wolf, grinning up at him.
Kail wiggled a little; he was always uncomfortable when Willow got so close. It's not that he minded it, it's just that she specifically told him he was in the ‘friend zone' and he didn't want to get all hot and bothered and make any advances she wouldn't appreciate in that regard.
Now the tables were turned, and the small female was making advances that he wasn't sure he appreciated. She had slipped one hand under his shirt, her thin fingers stroking through the thicker fur of his collarbone.
"W-willow, cut it... cut it out..." the wolf writhed, trying to pull away. For every inch he could pull away from her, she pressed two inches closer to him. He marveled for a fleeting moment at how warm her body felt.
She continued silently, watching her own hand under his shirt through glazed eyes. Kail gazed down at her, a blush showing through his tawny cheek fur. He gently, tentatively took the little blue beanie off of her head. She had such pretty brown hair; he never understood why she covered so much of it up.
The small female began to push, insistently pushing Kail back into his bed. He gave in after a few shoves and laid back, kicking his shoes off. Willow straddled his hips, her hands on his chest. She was breathing rather deeply, her eyes glistening with reflected light. She looked beautiful to Kail, and the advances were something his body couldn't ignore. He blushed even more furiously when he found his arousal pressing right up against the swell of her butt.
"Kail-puppy." She whispered, "I feel strange..."
"Maybe you should rest, or maybe we should call the doctor, that juice stuff can't be good for you..."
"No. I don't want that... I want... I want you..." she breathed out and collapsed on top of him, her lips finding his and locking to him. The wolf couldn't protest, he could only kiss back. He learned fast from the way she moved her lips and her tongue against his own. Finally, he closed his eyes and gave in, wrapping his arms about her small body.
Willow shifted, and a few gurgles sounded through her body, things that would have made Kail stop and blush and maybe even laugh to try and get the awkwardness out, but Willow ignored them and so Kail ignored them too. His hands roamed her back and her sides, though never went too far. His fingers touched more gently near the small of her back as they traveled down, never traveling over the gentle swell of her rump, never sliding too far over her sides, though he could feel the searing warmth of her curves under his fingertips. So close, but his own morals kept him from going farther.
Willow seemed to have other plans. She began to grind on him. She had found his arousal and now had it trapped between their clothes and their bodies, her hips giving it a gentle, sensual grind. Kail had no choice but to hold on. He didn't have that much experience in this sort of stuff, he could only hold tight and hope he didn't go off too early and ruin the whole thing!
More gurgles, and a few strange cracks resounded from Willow's body, and suddenly she pulled back, covered her mouth and sneezed. That's when Kail finally got a good look at the things they had been ignoring. Her skin was bristling with fur, soft, lush tan fur that made her tight clothes look tighter. Her nose was shifting, lengthening, and her teeth were crackling as her mouth changed. Indeed, her whole face was changing. Covered in fur, it almost looked like his in a way. Her ears were sliding, as if pulled by cords, up to the top of her head.
"W-willow... I, I infected you!!" he squealed in horror, paralyzed and glued to his bed.
She smiled down at him as the changes in her face slowed to a halt. She was a wolf, like him, though lighter in color. She shook her head, "I don't care," and pressed back into him, locking lips. The joining felt so much better, the kiss so much more full now that they were the same species.
The changes weren't done yet though. Kail felt the fur bristling beneath her clothes, and his hands curiously traveled to her rump, grasping it tentatively. Beneath his thumbs he could feel a tail forming, and after a few moments of building pressure, it tore through her cargo pants and into the air. His hands felt the fluffy tail from base to tip, reveling in its feel.
Willow kept grinding, and Kail did his best to keep from whining pitifully in protest. He wanted this, and Willow did too apparently. He let it all happen. He let her hands lift off his shirt and he returned the favor for her, his hands slipping behind her to fumble with her bra. With a bit of her help, they were both topless.
Kail's eyes became fast glued to Willow's chest. It had been years since he'd seen a pair of breasts that weren't through some sort of screen, and that had been at a Mardi-Gras. Even as he watched, the fur on them seemed to puff up. No, that wasn't quite it at all. The breasts were growing! He had no idea the F-Virus had that kind of effect, or was it the Daemon Juice? Either way, he savored the moment, and Willow let him enjoy her body.
His hands cupped and gripped at the swelling breasts, thumbs brushing over Willow's perky pink nipples. The new wolfess let out little mewls and groans of delight, arching her back and pushing her growing bust into his hands. Done with this play, she dove upon him again and they resumed their make-out session. One of Kail's hands remained affixed to one of her breasts, the other traveling down to grip tightly into Willow's behind. It felt so much fluffier, no, bigger than before. She was growing in all the right places!
Kail almost felt sad when he found the changes had stopped. Willow, a short, slender human girl, was now a tan wolf with very generous curves. She was everything that Kail had ever wanted in a lover.
Willow sat up on Kail's hips, grinding that enhanced hind into his crotch. She fumbled with her pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, and doing the same with his. The clothing was discarded, along with Willow's panties and Kail's briefs. Their two naked bodies pressed close together and they continued to kiss. Willow lead the way, guiding her hips and grasping Kail's potent arousal. He certainly wasn't lacking in that area.
The wolves pressed firmly together, and with a shove, Kail found himself buried within Willow's body. He broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths, steadying himself to keep from losing it right then and there.
Willow sat up again, guiding one of his hands to one of her plump breasts and placing his other hand on her hip. She began to rock and bounce on his body, pumping his shaft with her slick, sweetly scented sex lips. He worked himself up to meet her efforts, plunging his thick shaft deep into her body, and deeper still with every thrust. He could practically feel her need the way her folds gripped and pulsed around his length, and it took all of his effort not to ruin it all by climaxing yet.
Kail gripped Willow's body and turned the tables on her. He pressed her into the bed, wedging himself between her legs. He began to rail on her, slamming his hips forward with a furious heat, rutting deep into her body. She moaned out to him, calling his name, her voice echoing about the small dorm room.
He finally lost control, squeezing one of her breasts and gripping into her hip as his shaft exploded seed into her body. He pounded away through his orgasm, intent on pleasuring her throughout it all. She came with him, her nectar spilling over his shaft and making a mess between the two of them, matting fur and urging him on to completion.
After a few more hard thrusts and a few last pulses and releases, the wolf collapsed atop the wolfess.
"Willow..." he breathed out, his nose buried in the crook of her neck.
"Kail-puppy..." she whispered right back, hands caressing his back...