ScreenPets 2
#2 of ScreenPets
Several days had passed since Baph visited the site that seemed to have changed his life. Nothing had happened at all during this time like it had that night, but because of the nature of what had happened, Baph was very wary about leaving his apartment. He had called in sick, he hadn't been attending classes; instead, he kept himself cooped up in his bedroom, leaving on occasion to eat or use the restroom. Part of him was even afraid to look down at himself, to see what he had become that night, worried that doing so would incite an accidental paired erection that he wouldn't be able to satisfy again. This fear did occasionally cause his members to plump slightly, but he'd feel it and immediately do something to take his mind off it.
One cannot shut oneself up from society like that for long, however; on this particular day, Baph noticed something that filled him with dread - he had finally run out of food. Unsure of what to do, he returned to his bedroom, pacing back and forth swiftly.
"Crap, what do I do, what do I do... I haven't even figured out how to put pants on over these things yet; how am I supposed to go out in public, much less to the grocery?" Had he sweat glands, they would have been working overtime. He flung himself face-first onto the bed, growling in frustration into his pillow. "What do I do... wait..."
Suddenly, he had an idea; he noticed as he lay on his bed face-first that the pillow on his face gave way in a very similar manner to the way his flaccid members did with his hips and legs. Certainly, they were warmer than the pillow, but that wouldn't matter - his idea involved visual disguise, nothing more.
"I sure hope this works..." Baph got up and walked over to his dresser, pulling out a pair of baggy sweatpants, a sweatshirt slightly too large to fit normally - it had been a gift from a friend, and very rarely can one find a shirt to fit an Eastern dragon anymore - and a pair of socks. Additional undergarments, he knew, would just be too painful to wear at the moment.
The pants went on first, Baph stuffing a cock carefully into each pantleg as he pulled them up to his waist. Sure enough, it gave the appearance of obesity, which he very much preferred for a temporary fix over appearing in public a hypersexed freak. To complete the illusion, he threw the shirt on over his head and stuffed its body with the very same pillow he had buried his face in before. The arms still looked too scrawny, so he stuffed them lightly with the remainder of his sock drawer. Pulling on a pair of gym shoes, the illusion was complete - he was ready to brave the supermarket.
Several days had passed since Kanang visited the site that seemed to have changed his life. Nothing had happened at all during this time like it had that night, but because of the nature of what had happened, Kanang was very confused about himself. He knew he had had a dominant streak before, but this new feeling, this desire to completely control someone like he had that night with that collection of pixels on his monitor... he couldn't understand why, but it was the best thing he could imagine. This frightened him; he wasn't used to thinking of others as beings to be so completely manipulated like that, yet it had brought him such joy, such pleasure. He couldn't deny that. As such, he had stayed in his apartment the entire time, afraid that he might use someone in the same way on the street, or at least try.
As he lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, he contemplated his actions again, playing out the scene over and over again. Eventually, as it had every time he tried to do this, he got an erection, and as he had done every time before, he approached the bathroom to crank one out. On his way, the computer caught his eye - he hadn't turned it on since that night. He stood in the hallway, erection beginning to wane as he continued to stare at the machine.
"It's been so long, it seems... Why haven't I even gone online to check my email? Am I that afraid of this? Why? Because I enjoyed a little control over a programmed image? This is rediculous; I shouldn't be afraid of myself! So it got me off, so what? Lots of things have done that, and not once did I feel guilty for those! Hell, I've been in an S&M relationship with someone before; true, it was brief, but it existed, and not once did I feel remorse for that." With a newfound sense of determination and no more stiffy from standing in the hallway arguing with himself for so long, he walked strongly over to the computer and turned it on, bathing himself in the warm blue glow of the monitor once more.
Baph pulled into the grocery's parking lot and stepped out of the car carefully, trying to keep his stuffing moving with him as though it really were attached while also trying to minimize the friction his pantlegs caused to his very restricted cocks. They had been soft so far, even with all the vibrations of the car transferred through his feet from the pedals, and for him to lose it here would not only be a waste and a shame, but it would also provide him with a very long, difficult drive home.
He grabbed a cart and entered the store, first going to the soup aisle to pick up some ramen, then to the dairy to grab some milk and OJ. "So far, so good..." He then made a beeline for the frozen vegetables, then back around to the soda aisle. "No incident yet; I'm almost done. I can do this," he muttered under his breath. He decided to take his time walking to the meat section, as it was his last destination and he had done so well so far.
"You've got mail."
"I'm sure I do, shut up." Kanang hated that little DOL voice; it was useful at times, but right now all it did was annoy him. He noticed an icon in the lower corner of his screen that hadn't been there before, flashing every couple of seconds.
"That's probably the ScreenPets program; kind of presumptuous of it to automatically load an icon there, but whatever." He left it alone for now as he checked his email.
"Junk, junk, message from my friend in high school, junk, something from my former lover, junk..." He found his eyes wandering to the icon in the corner. "Junk, something from that forum, junk..." He was staring at it deliberately now. The rhythmic blinking seemed to call to him, begging him to click it and play with his sex pet. "Junk... ju... Oh what the hell." He gave in.
Just as before, there was a fully clothed, red Eastern dragon on his screen now; unlike before, however, he was wearing very bulky sweatclothes and appeared to be in a grocery store looking at meat. What a coincidence, Kanang thought to himself, I want to look at some meat too... He clicked on the pixel-dragon's arm and had him drop the meat.
Baph dropped the ground beef he had just been examining, and suddenly his entire appearance changed from calm to extremely tense. He recognized that sensation. It was happening again, and in public. This could be bad; already he could feel his twin cocks beginning to fill. He couldn't yet see it through his pants, but he knew it was only a matter of time.
He looked around, hoping no one could see as he quickly grabbed the meat from where he dropped it and flung it in the cart, now desperate to remove himself from the store. Instead, the store seemed to melt away as before him appeared the face of the screenpet that had controlled him before.
"Crap, I know I'm still in the store," he whispered. "What should I do?" He looked directly at the pixels before him, his eyes pleading and desperate. "Don't do this to me here; I could get in serious trouble and I don't want to be arrested as a sex pervert."
Kanang looked at the image on his screen confusedly. Was it begging to be let go? As hot as that was - and it was - it was also unusual. Did the program really encorporate real-life scenarios like that? It was more detailed than he had imagined. "Well then, what am I supposed to do? I really want to do this."
The image looked around, visibly frightened. "I think there's a janitor's closet back there" - he indicated with his head - "behind those employee doors. It'll be restrictive, but at least it'll be more private than this."
Kanang considered this for a short while. "I suppose that would work, as long as I got to walk you there." A mischevious grin crept across his maw.
"Sure, I don't care, just get me out of here!"
Baph gripped the cart tightly as he felt his legs begin to walk him to the door he had indicated before. He tried to look natural, as though this were something he did everyday to walk where the employees go, so as not to attract any unwanted attention. Already, his members were beginning to harden against his pants visibly, and he didn't want anyone to see that.
Finally after what felt like an eternity for several reasons, Baph was behind the employee door. The closet he was talking about was before him, door shut tight. His hands let go of the cart and reached around to open the door, his feet bringing him close enough to reach. As he reached the doorknob and began to turn it, he heard a sharp gasp. "Wait, I think there's someone in here!"
"No matter," replied the dragon in his peripherial vision. "Besides, I want to do this now. If he arrests you, so be it; I wouldn't mind seeing that fine body of yours in prison garb, discarding it on the hard concrete flo--"
"Stop it!" Baph whispered. "If you're going to do this, then do it already; don't make me suffer through long monologues!" Was this really part of the program? he wondered. I mean, I understand some subs really like that sort of thing, but it's really going overboard for me, seeing as I'm not really that much of a sub...
No verbal cue was heard, but Baph's hand clutching the doorknob did finally begin to turn. From within came the sounds of muffled arguing, though there only seemed to be one voice. Finally, the door swung open. Inside, arms bound behind his back, was a scrawny green anole, completely nude and quite obviously aroused. His member throbbed eagerly, covered in what seemed to be saliva, though it was also drooling pre. He looked up at Baph in alarm.
"Oh god, please don't scream or shout or call the police, please... You may not believe this, but I didn't do this of my own will. This... program, I guess you could call it, put me in this mess. Please..."
Baph's eyes went wide. Before him was another customer of that same site, he was sure of it.
Kanang also couldn't believe what he was seeing - a chance meeting with another pet? This program was amazing! And such a cute, helpless, and desperate pet, too... Kanang just had to play with it. Or at least have his own pet play with it. The unexpected sight had brought his arousal back, his crotch swelling rapidly with the growth within.
He first turned the pet around to close the door behind them so they could have some privacy, then got to work.
Baph's body turned him around again to face the still-shaken lizard; as his arms began to undress him, he began describing his own situation. "So you see," he said with his shirt over his head, "I'm in the same boat as you." His arms reached down to grasp at his waistband, his hips gyrating teasingly as he began to strip.
"Okay, I see... but then, why the pillow and socks? What's going on there?"
"Well, thing is, last time the program did anything with me was my first time, and it kind of did something to my physical appearance and left it that way."
"Oh? What did it do, make you even skinnier?"
"Not quite." His arms had finally begun lowering his pants, something they had quite some difficulty doing as his members were getting rather hard rather quickly.
The lizard finally made the connection. "Holy crap... is that-- I mean, are those..."
"Yep, you seem to have guessed it." Just for a moment, his cocks lost some of their drive and density so his arms could finally work his pants off of them. As if to make up for lost time, they sprung back to life twice as fast, filling out rapidly, pressing each occupant of the closet to opposing corners as each cock began drooling profusely. The lizard, caught in the scent, almost fainted from lust, his own cock throbbing painfully into the much larger one's underside. it was almost a revirb effect on both of them, and soon they were both panting heavily with desire.
The lizard's controller seemed to be too shocked by the moment to do anything, as Baph was the first to move. His arms each grabbed one of the monsterous shafts and lifted them up, allowing his legs to turn him around and seat him beside the bound anole. The lizard then moved jerkily around to the front of Baph, first seeming to perform a short erotic dance, then moving on to grasping one of the behemoths before him, licking it gently, teasing the underside of it with his tongue.
Baph gasped, the sensations overwhelming his mind while at the same time making him feel unusual; they were only on his left member, and his right one seemed to respond by throbbing harder, desperate for the kind of attention its twin was getting. Baph moaned and whimpered, unable to move his arms from his sides to stroke his right cock to calm it down. Its stream of pre sped up, completely soaking the shaft in minutes as the stranger lizard continued his ministrations on the left.
The lizard was pretty desperate himself; his arms bound behind him, he could not reach down to pleasure himself, and with his mouth occupied on the gigantic cock before him, he could not orally pleasure himself as he had been before. His pre dribbled from his tip, landing at the base of Baph's tail, beginning to pool.
Baph breathed sharply in anticipation when he felt his arms begin to move, but watched pained as they instead went to the lizard's assistance, his fingers tickling his partner's twitching member, then moving on to carressing his thighs, then fondling him before beginning to give him a full-fledged handjob. The lizard bucked needily into Baph's willing hands, pre now landing on the dragon's stomach as he was pleasured.
Baph moaned with desire, his right cock throbbing almost angrily with need as it leaked now onto the floor. His left, though it was being pleasured slightly, was now almost at the same state of arousal, driving Baph crazy with pure lust. He watched the lizard through clenched eyelids as he pleasured him against his will, almost upset that the lizard was recieving more pleasure than he was. As he glared up at his unwilling lover, he began to notice something. At first, he thought maybe his own lust was causing him to imagine things, but then he began to feel it in his hands - the lizard's cock was growing rapidly, just like his own had. Eventually, the anole felt it as his desire grew exponentially with his shaft, moaning with need so urgent he had never felt before. Eventually, his body sat him down, his shaft pointing towards the ceiling like Baph's two, drooling almost as profusely.
Both parties had ended their ministrations on each other with this new development, causing both of them to cry out in desperate need. Finally, again, Baph's body made the first move. His legs pulled him forward on the ground until the two were pressing together at the crotch, their "internal" balls churning with all the built up pressure within, each able to feel the other's doing the same, again adding to their combined lust. Baph then reached forward, around his own shafts, and grabbed the lizard's to his and squeezed, bringing the three together. The warmth, throbbing, twitching, and drooling of each of the cocks on each of the others was compounding the pleasure each felt, driving both Baph and the anole into a frenzy with lust. The anole's arms then mimicked the actions of Baph's and both began to pump all three members with their arms. Baph's tongue was finally brought out of his maw and began to lick up the sides of both his shafts, while the anole's tongue did the same on his own. Both were completely blissed, now just desperate to finally release the pressure they both felt mounting down below, their balls almost vibrating from the build-up.
Kanang had never been so aroused, not even the first night, as he pumped his own throbbing shaft swiftly, unable to stop himself. The show before him was just so erotic he couldn't help himself when his own hand began stroking himself.
He gripped the mouse tightly in his free hand and selected both of the pet's members, rolling the mouse wheel as he had done before, compunding their combined drive even more. He could even see the two of them slipping a bit on his screen, the ground beneath them that slickened with their combined load of pre.
Finally, he could take no more. He right-clicked on the left member and selected "cum", then waited a few seconds and did the same to the right. After another minute, he selected both again, telling both to cum in time with the lizard.
Baph almost couldn't muffle his roar as he climaxed first from his left shaft, then his right, then both at the same time as the lizard. The release was amazing; he had never felt anything like it, and could do nothing for the next few minutes but sit in his own seed, still soaking in the pleasure of it all. The anole actually blacked out from it, or at least seemed to; when he did come to, his shaft seemed to have returned to normal, or at least only slightly larger than it had been. Baph's then, as soon as he witnessed it, began shrinking back to his original cock's original size. There were still two, again, but at least now they were concealable. He stood up, mopped himself off as much as he could, then clothed himself again and left the closet after the lizard, hands now unbound thanks to Baph's assistance.
He grabbed his cart, still there, and proceeded back into the grocery, almost visibly glowing with the afterglow.
Kanang lay back in his desk chair for several minutes after he came, his entire front drenched. He had never had a wank-fest like that in his life, and even then, the time before was still comparable. "Screw morals, this is just too fun to pass up."
"I swear to you, these are my pillows!" Baph argued with the checkout clerk.
"Why on earth would you bring pillows into a grocery, sir?"
"Do you even carry pillows here I could possibly steal!?"
"...touche."