Daemon Juice - Further in Time, But Around the Same Place
#2 of Daemon Juice - Legend
Daemon Juice â€" Further in Time, But Around the Same Place
*Standard Disclaimer. Get out all you minors. Shoo.
Kail Blyke, a scrawny tawny and gray wolf college student, was in a dream land. His hands wandered the body of his lover, previously-human Willow Nosen. Willow, was now a tan-furred wolfess, and was attached by the hip to Kail. She had changed perhaps due to the F-Virus, a previously considered non-contagious genetic disease that incorporates animal DNA into a human system, or through the Daemon Juice, a strange chocolate chalky liquid in a faded green bottle, or some combination of both. Kail just couldn't figure it out, but most of him didn't care anyway.
He felt confident for the first time in his life. Well, perhaps at least since he was five and thought he was a Super Armadillo. Willow was asleep on his chest, practically purring. Kail was quite happy he didn't have a roommate in his dorm room. The noise they'd made the previous night would have bothered the neighbors if it weren't for the unnaturally thick brick walls. The architects had probably considered that issue.
His alarm clock blared, a shrill beep. It was 11:00 AM and Kail had class in an hour. He shut it off and returned to teasing his fingers through the wolfess' long brown hair.
The day before seemed so strange. So fast-paced. First he had bought a new pair of glasses, then a new wardrobe, and then a bottle hit him in the back of the head. Next thing he knew he had Willow, a long-time friend, riding him like her life depended on it. He was happy that he was able to deliver. He rapidly learned that after the first orgasm, a guy could go on much longer on the second round without being able to orgasm. The more you know...
It took some convincing to get Willow to let him go for the duration of his class. She decided to go get a few of her things and then wait for him in the room, so he gave her his dorm key and dashed off to Economics.
He opened the door, expecting to be five minutes late, only to find the room empty. No, not totally empty, there was one person here, a girl he'd seen the other day at the food court, what was her name...
"Lyka?"
The girl, your average pretty girl with long blonde hair straightened to a wall of shine and a light tan from visits to the beach, turned and locked her blue eyes onto him.
"Er, hi. So, no class today Lyka?" Kail felt immensely uncomfortable. He remembered he had spilled some of the Daemon Juice onto her the other day as a result of Willow pouncing him.
"No, you didn't get the e-mail?"
"No... but if you did, why are you here?"
Lyka stood out of the constrictive little desk, walked down the aisle nice and slow, turned, and sauntered right up to him, "I've been waiting for you."
Kail started to back up till his back was against the door, "I'm really, really, truly, very, so very sorry for the other day, the bottle just slipped out of my hand and I couldn't catch it in time and I didn't mean for it to spill on you!"
The pretty female lifted a hand and Kail flinched away. When he felt no hit coming, he opened his eyes again and watched as a strange green shape touched the side of his face in a caress. When he looked up to Lyka through his glasses, he could see her smiling, tenderly, something he'd never seen a typical ‘pretty girl' do.
Lyka moved closer, the heat from her body tickling the wolf's nerves, "I've been waiting for you..." she whispered now.
Kail shook his head a little, and finally got a good look at the green shape. Lyka's arm, the same arm that had been touched by the Daemon Juice, was now wreathed in emerald scales. Her slender fingers were tipped with black claws and the scales stretched all the way to her elbow. Kail wondered at it with wide eyes while the female moved even closer, till her perky breasts (supplemented by a push-up bra) were pressed against his chest.
"How did... what are you...?" he was silenced when the girl pressed in for a kiss. She could taste her strawberry lipgloss, and under her sensual ministrations he could do very little but melt. His thoughts flitted to Willow and the amazing night they had had. What would this do to that? He needed to stop this!
Kail gently took Lyka by the shoulders and pushed her away, gasping as the kiss broke, "No, no! I have a girlfriend now, I can't do this with you."
The affronted blonde pouted, crossing her green arm over her regular arm, "Y'know, monogamy is a social thing. I thought you were all against conforming to social regulations."
The wolf paused. Perhaps the second smartest thing he'd heard her say was, "So, like, aren't bonds like... money?"
"That may be, but I do have a girlfriend and I'm pretty sure she's monogam..ous..." now that he thought about it, Willow was like him. Social stigmas were a thing old people put on young people so the young people would be just as miserable as them!
Lyka took her chance and dove back into the wolf's arms, pressing her slender body against his and caressing the sides of his face with her two very different hands, kissing him ferociously. Kail, pinned to the door as he was, could do little but give in, his hands sliding over her gently sloping sides, gripping her fair hips and tugging them against his own.
By then his arousal could not be contained, the tip practically peeking above the hem of his pants. Lyka's reptilian hand slipped down and one claw sliced clean through his leather belt. His cargo pants dropped to the floor instantly, leaving him tenting his briefs. Her claws tickled and teased over his covered length, causing a gasp of sensuous delight to escape the wolf's muzzle, even in their passionate kiss.
His hands slipped behind Lyka, one hand slipping underneath her shirt and, now more familiar with the machinations of the infamous bra-clasp, snapped open the bra and let it fall. His other hand slid beneath her jean shorts and he took a handful of rump and squeezed it hard, eliciting a deep moan from the female.
Lyka's brilliant blue eyes locked onto his as she leaned back. Using one reptilian claw, she sliced open her own shirt and let the tatters of it and her bra fall to the floor. Without the push-up bra, she didn't even compare to Willow, even before her transformation, but Kail leaned in and gave her perky nipples plenty of attention regardless, swirling his tongue over each and giving them teasing tugs with his sharp teeth.
The two lost themselves in the moment. The rest of their clothing was shredded with very little regard to the near future and they found themselves rolling around in the remnants of them on the floor. Lyka straddled his hips, then with a twist of her body Kail found her prim and pretty pussy lips pressing to his lips. He spread his lips enough for his canine tongue to slip out and began to lap at her as if he was drinking from a bowl of water. She cried out in bliss, rolling her hips on his muzzle, grinding down against him, pinning his head to the hard floor.
Kail didn't mind it in the least bit. He drew savored this new sensation against his tongue, the wonderful flavor of a woman in heat, the delightful smell of her light musk. He closed his eyes, his hands finding her hips and holding her steady as his tongue dove deeper and deeper, drawing sweet nectar from her depths. She leaned forward and braced her hands against the floor, rocking gently against his muzzle, wet clit pressed against his wet nose.
She climaxed, and it was the most wonderful thing he had ever tasted. He let his mouth open to catch the juices she released and he kept them there on his tongue before finally gulping them down. She pulled up off of his face, a naughty grin spread across her face as she crawled backwards till her hips were lined with his. He dragged his fingers up along her back, hugging her body to his. He wondered idly if he would always be on the bottom... and then figured he wouldn't mind that at all.
When she stuffed his stiff shaft into her depths, he knew he REALLY wouldn't mind being on the bottom at all. She rocked against him, and something told him she was particularly experienced in this arena. The way his shaft bobbed deep inside her, the way her hips made him swirl and grind against her inner folds. Like last night, he had to bite his tongue and pray he didn't fire off too early, though he really wanted to.
Lyka rocked faster and the wolf bounced his hips up to meet her pace. Their hips slapped together and her juices made a mess of the fur between his legs. He huffed out, arching his back and letting his head flop from side to side, looking almost like he was having some sort of seizure. He let go at last, unable to hold the orgasm banging on the door. His rich seed blasted into her body and she squealed out in bliss, practically singing to him.
The sex degraded soon after that. Kail tried to keep up with his lusty partner as long as he could, and they tired each other out, a mess made of both of them. Kail glanced to the clock on the wall. ‘Class' would be over in just a few minutes and a different class would be filtering into the classroom soon.
The wolf glanced around at all of the cloth tatters throughout the room.
"Uh-oh."