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When on vacation in the tropics

And an ancient shrine you see

Your mind might take to other topics

Than obscure pornography

If that's true then these short verses

Should be all you wish to read

Because this story's lewd and leery

And who knows where it will lead

(This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

A Temple for Two

In James' opinion, the best way to escape the balmy tropical air was to go upwards. Yes, you could pack into an air-conditioned touristy café, or drink enough that the heat didn't feel quite so stifling, but there was something much more rewarding about leaving the foreign beaches below and taking a meandering stroll up the nearest peak. You were guaranteed a breathtaking view, a nice breeze, and, if you were lucky, you might stumble across something interesting.

His brown t-shirt clung to his chest as he panted, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose. A grin spread across his face, light skin slicked down by sweat and sunscreen. Framed in the lush jungle foliage was a gleaming shrine, or temple, or maybe just a monument of some sort. It was so hard to tell when one didn't speak the language . . .

The sweeping hip and gabled roof was held up by pillars covered in small red and gold glass tiles with a colorful mirrored finish. It wasn't as extravagant as the king's palace, or as big as the giant shrines in some of the larger cities he had visited, but finding it seemingly abandoned after an arduous hike made it all the sweeter.

Running his hand over the short stone fence that surrounded it, he wondered if there was some sort of ritual he should be invoking before he walked in. Not really coming up with anything, he just bobbed his head deferentially before walking through the weathered gate to the grounds at the front. There were a few weedy plants growing here and there, but it still felt well-tended in a strange way: old and worn, but not overgrown.

Before the entrance to the tall, stone and wood structure, there were two chiseled marble platforms. One was conspicuously empty, holding only a white stone orb while the other had one of those strange heavy dog-lion-dragon things that seemed so very prevalent around these parts. The detail on this one was immaculate though, its whorls of fur gracefully swirling around its heavyset canine form. He could almost sense the weight of its wide scaly paw, resting on its own stone ball majestically. Instead of the usual vaguely menacing scowl, this particular guardian looked almost beatific, seemingly thankful for the few pieces of fresh fruit that someone had left between its front paws.

James walked over, brushing his fingertips over one of the rough stone beast's almost avian paws. The intricacies of where scales met fur was amazing, giving a sense of fluffy volume despite being carved from somewhat rough hewn white marble. In addition to the normal details, he couldn't help but notice the quite pronounced animal sheath and two rounded balls that rested between the statue's hind legs. Although it looked more like a dog, it was almost hung like a horse. He looked around with child-like trepidation before reaching in and tracing his fingers over the rounded testicles mischievously.

A blush crept into the man's cheeks as he turned away and giggled to himself, readjusting his shorts somewhat sheepishly. Whoever had designed the statue had obviously put in a lot of work. He imagined someone slowly sculpting that burly form, working on shaping those weighty orbs. It wasn't really something he'd ever thought about a statue before, but he couldn't deny that the stone figure was oddly alluring.

"So what are you guarding, anyways?" James asked the silent statue, stepping into the dimness of the shrine's interior. Oddly though, it was completely empty, just a clean swept stone floor and beams of light filtering in through the high windows. There was no golden Buddha or dragon with four heads. It wasn't even very decorated on the inside, just simple carved stone and blank plaster.

It seemed odd that people would haul so much rock and timber up a mountain to make such a nice building for no reason in particular.

The air was deliciously cool inside the room though. James let out a tired sigh as he leaned back against a nicely chilled wall. He wasn't exactly in the best of shape, and so the long hike had winded him. Since there wasn't anyone else around, he didn't see why he couldn't catch his breath in the nice calm interior of the shrine. He let out a deep relaxed sigh, sinking down to sit with his back against the wall. Maybe he would just rest his eyes for a moment . . .

* * *

"Oh my." The voice was deep and rich, flowing like a heavy stream of molasses. "It's been so long since I've had a new visitor up here."

James' eyes fluttered open, and he rubbed a hand over his face. The bright light from the windows had dimmed into the dull orange of a tropical sunset. "Sorry . . ." he muttered, staggering to his feet. "I didn't mean to doze off there . . ." He looked up at where the voice had come from and his jaw dropped.

The creature that stood in the doorway looked like the statue from out front, but in the shape of a man. James rubbed at his eyes again, convinced they were playing tricks on him.

"Don't worry. It's absolutely fine." The creature strode forwards on his wide scaly paws, its gait almost human despite his animalistic legs. "This is a place of refuge after all." His cheerful tone held a strangely calming authority.

James' eyes scanned across the creature's heavyset body. Instead of stone, he was covered in charcoal grey fur that bloomed into gold on his mane and tail, with patches of flowing bright whorls on his joints. There was a heavy torque around his broad neck, gleaming ornate metal almost buried under his thick mane.

This was all absolutely impossible, of course.

"I must be dreaming . . ." James mumbled. His face screwed up as he thought about what he'd eaten for breakfast that morning. Could someone have slipped something into his food? Regardless of the possibility, he couldn't help but staring at the majestic creature, so much more vivid in the flesh than in bland monotonous stone.

"It's always so hard to tell, isn't it?" The beast smiled almost apologetically. One of his heavy bared white fangs was golden. Yet despite the predatory display, his grin seemed beatific rather than intimidating. "I'm Song, by the way." He raised his scaled blunt-fingered paw to his chest.

James got to his feet shakily. "I'm James." He held out his hand hesitantly, like someone trying to shake hands with an idea.

"It's a pleasure." Song grasped his wide fingers around James' proffered hand and gave it an enthusiastic shaking.

It felt real: the soft black suede paw pads, the smooth banded scales, and the fuzzy grey fur brushing against the man's skin. Song's grip was firm, but gentle, carrying a sort of habitual grace that James found mesmerizing.

"I haven't had a new traveler up here in ages, and certainly not one so interested in my details." He chuckled as the man's eyes fell down past the raised vestigial nipples on his belly, locking onto the pendulous weight of his furry package. "I get dreadfully lonely here all by myself . . ."

"Oh . . . I was just looking. I mean, I didn't know that you were uhh . . ." James swallowed heavily, words tangled in his throat. "I'm sorry." His cheeks were blazing.

"No no no." Song stepped towards him and patted a burly paw against his shoulder. "I really quite enjoyed it. In fact . . ." He grasped James' hand gingerly and led it down the soft fur of his belly. "I wouldn't mind at all if you wanted a closer look . . ." He licked his thin canine lips with his dark-skinned tongue as he left the man's hand pressed just above the tip of his sheath.

James gulped. His shorts tightened.

"And anyways. If it is just a dream, why not enjoy it while it lasts?" Song winked one of his golden eyes at the awestruck man suggestively.

That did make sense in a certain dream-logic kind of way. James' heart hammered in his chest as he dug his fingers into the fur on the beast's belly, running over a dark warm nipple that stiffened at his touch.

"Are you sure?" The man found that he was quickly becoming far hornier than he was weirded out.

"Absolutely." The shrine guardian stepped forwards, letting James' fingers slide down to his plump sheath. "In fact, I'd strongly encourage it." He smiled reassuringly as James tentatively squeezed at the top of his sheath, feeling the velvet soft fur and jiggling malleable flesh underneath. "And although I'd hate to impose, would you mind if I returned the favor?" He raised a large golden eyebrow.

"N-no. Not at all." James stammered, overwhelmed at the creatures honest forthrightness. The foo dog felt so real: paw reaching in and rubbing in against the bulge in his shorts, squeezing gently as the man's constrained member pulsed against the insides of its light canvas prison.

They both leaned into each other, hands between the other's legs. James gingerly stroked the plump sheath, feeling the skin twitch against his fingers. He moved his attention downwards, cupping the creature's heavy testicles one after another, feeling their warm heft in his palm as Song's canine tongue flickered out and licked up at James' nose while a purr rose from his chest. Although the hooked golden claws looked quite deadly, the guardian was very careful with them as he slid his paw down the waist of James's shorts. His padded fingers pulled the human's cock up and then pressed it back against his body, furry wrist brushing against the throbbing head of the shaft as Song squeezed the man's balls gently.

It was so easy for James to just lean forwards as the dog-lion pressed against him, lowering his muzzle down and lapping at his cheek cutely with his warm tongue: wide and wet, but also bristly like a cat's. Wordlessly, their lips met. James closed his eyes as their tongues pressed against each other, the abrasive surface pinking the sensitive flesh of his mouth as it swirled around with purposeful finesse. They ground their crotches together as the guardian deftly undid the button of James' fly, tugged down the zipper, and then let the man's shorts fall silently around his ankles.

James could feel the pulsing from inside the regal beast's sheath, growing tighter and thrumming under his inquisitive prods. As he ran his fingers up through the silky fur, he felt something slowly throbbing out from the tip: a chiseled black animal cockhead that smeared glistening pre against his hand.

"Ohh, that feels amazing. Please don't stop." Song growled out, fluffy golden tail wagging behind him as he ground his hips forwards, rubbing his extending cock against James' palm. The flushed human was more than eager to comply, pinching the strange emerging head gently between thumb and forefinger. The tapering bulge of his shaft pulsed out further, and James felt something bristling against his fingertips.

The man panted as he broke the kiss and looked down, seeing the faint outline of fleshy barbs dotting the otherwise smooth shaft. "Is that . . . normal?" he asked hesitantly. Despite being oddly alluring, it was just so bizarre . . .

"Depends on who you ask." The guardian lion reached down and guided James' hand over the soft spines, shivering as his coat floofed up. "I can definitely say that it feels _wonderful_when you touch them though . . ." He let out a sigh of pleasure as the man's finger brushed past a few experimentally, smooth one way, rough the other, like a pulsing velvet cushion.

The man's other hand stretched out the waist of his briefs as he tugged them down, letting Song's hand slide over his freed cock. He continued to grope at the impossible creature's strange package before he noticed a bulge stretching the skin of his sheath taut. Staring as if hypnotized, James watched as a gleaming black bulb of flesh welled out from Song's sheath, pulsing larger and larger. The beast leaned into his shoulder and groaned, tail going wild. It was too cute for James to stop, and so he tentatively pressed in at the side of the smooth knot, feeling the taut black flesh pulse under his fingertips while Song licked sloppily over his ear in appreciative strokes.

James moaned sheepishly as the dragon-dog-lion stroked his shaft in with gentle squeezes and tugs. He leaned his head back and looked up to the windows, seeing the final streaks of the setting sun.

Practical worries crowded in on James' pleasured fantasy. "Shoot . . . I may need to go. I don't have a flashlight or anything . . ." He thought about trying to find his way back down the twisting path in the dark.

"Well, you could always stay the night." Song scratched a finger under his chin thoughtfully.

"Is that safe?" James cocked his head to the side.

"Perfectly. I'm a very good guardian, you know." He leaned in close, wrapping his arms around James' neck and pulling his warm furry bulk against the man. "I can give you a nice warm place to sleep as well," Song whispered temptingly in his ear

James couldn't help but press into the embrace, one hand woven into the flowing hair of Song's mane as their shafts pressed together, both spires quivering with need.

"What exactly does a temple guardian do exactly?" He asked, pondering the option of staying the night with the warm beaming creature, despite the fact this all had to be impossible.

"I just look after those who seek sanctuary. But it's so much nicer when people come here looking for more." He leaned in and licked out over James' nose. "I could show you what it's like, if you want . . ."

"I think . . ." James panted, a groan creeping into his voice as his cock ground against the front of Song's heavy testicles and fluffy sheath. "That I'd like that." He closed his eyes. It couldn't be real, and yet it felt far too good to be fiction. If this was a dream, he was going to make it a very fulfilling one.

"How exciting!" Song clapped his paws together before reaching up and pulling his thick golden torque off from around his muscular neck. "Here." He reached over and slipped it over James' head where it hung like a stiff and heavy gaudy necklace. "This will help."

"Oh . . . thank you?" James hazarded, not used to receiving gifts from strangers in abandoned foreign temples. The glittering golden metal felt warm against his skin, a static prickle building up that made goosebumps fan out across his flesh.

"No, thank you!" Song let out a jovial belly laugh. "I'm going to make sure you enjoy this as much as I do." He winked at the man, letting his paws trace down James' chest as he dropped to his knees, tail batting from side to side. He leaned in and looked up, fuzzy chin resting against James' navel before licking out with his slick rough tongue. His lapping attention followed the faint trail of hair down from the man's belly towards his crotch. With every teasing lick, the curly human fibers straightened out and thickened, turning from wispy hairs to plush grey fur.

James didn't have time to look more closely though as the foo dog licked his chops hungrily and then lapped up his shaft in one sloppy rasping stroke. Seeing sparks of pleasure in his vision, the man's head rolled back as his eyes closed. The eager cattish dog rubbed his fuzzy cheek up against James' cock, licking down to snuffle at his balls, tongue scraping back over the man's taint. The flickering contact was almost infuriatingly pleasant, the big animal's cool huffing nose and warm tongue eagerly sliding up and down his shaft until his skin glistened.

The creature's beaming golden eyes looked up at him mischievously. "May I?" he asked, delicately nibbling at the tip of James' shaft.

"Oh, god." James moaned out, digging his fingers into Song's leonine mane. "Please, just keep going." He gripped in at the sides of the creature's wide head as Song nuzzled forwards and kissed the tip of James' shaft. Song slowly let his lips part and slid the cock into his hungry maw. The man felt the dark serpentine tongue slide around his member, smooth one direction and lightly abrasive in the other, scrubbing against his pulsing shaft while Song began to bob his head.

The man's breaths became deeper and deeper as he wriggled his shoulders and moaned, overlarge golden torque seeming to fit better and better. Fur was radiating out from his crotch, slate grey and downy soft. Each follicle prickled: a chorus of tingling sensation. His bones crackled and popped as his frame began to widen, but his focus remained on the eager animal muzzle suckling at his swelling shaft. He could feel the smooth solid fangs on either side of his cock as Song rolled his tongue along the bottom of it. The sensations only increased in intensity though, the balmy muzzle feeling tighter as each scraping tug made his heart rise in his chest, cock twisting and jerking in ways he didn't think were possible.

James' testicles swelled as dark fur raced over them, scrotum growing taut as his penis jerked and strained. He gritted his teeth, fingers swelling with leathery pads as they tangled themselves in Song's mane, skin slicking down into banded avian scales. Insides twisting into a knot of pleasure, he felt like he was just on the edge of climax, shuddering before the enthusiastic creature slid back with mischievous admiration.

The man stared awestruck as his cock was revealed, jaw dropping as he stared at the throbbing black-skinned length. The head was tapered to a glistening tip and the textured shaft sloped down into a loose furry roll of flesh at the base: his new sheath. His cock looked like Song's did, but only half extended . . .

"My word." Song leaned in and huffed against James' taut furry testicles. "I can really smell you now: so rich and needy. Hmmm, but you've still got a bit further to go." He traced around the base of the newly formed sheath with a gleaming claw, the dark shaft still slowly swelling longer and thicker, barbs tickling in along the bulging length. Song rose to his feet, grinding their similar shafts together, the changing human's still a few inches shorter than the beast's hefty package.

"I feel . . ." James panted out, reaching down with a twitching hand as his fingers thickened. His whole body shook as he prodded the chiseled tip of his new shaft with a curved nail that creaked out into a gleaming golden claw. The sensitivity caused him to hiss in a breath through his teeth. "Just, so, good . . ." He panted, voice deepening slightly as his neck continued to thicken, muscles cording under his loosening skin.

"You're looking good too . . ." Song smiled, pulling their bodies tighter together and lapping over the human's face in loving feckless strokes. As their chests ground together, James' nipples began to stiffen, widening as his skin turned darker and darker. His belly tingled as the beast's pelt rubbed around his navel. Fur welled up his front, surrounding the four tiny nubs of his new vestigial canine nipples as they began to rub against the foo dog's own.

As the creature's hot raspy tongue slid across James' face, he felt a pressure building up in his sinuses. His face crunched forwards, jaws opening wide as his eyes screwed shut and his canines began to sharpen into thick prominent fangs. New muscles formed as his ears began to twitch, rising into charcoal furred points before flopping over, pulled up by eager licks from his strange lover. The man's nose turned forwards and darkened, nostrils flaring as he began to smell the shrine guardian in impossible new detail. Song's deep rich musk was like the smell of a beach in the sun mixed with the faint scent of sweet sandalwood incense. James couldn't help but to lean forwards and press his darkening lips around Song's own, sharing another kiss as his tongue grew longer and scraped against Song's own in a squelching tangle.

Song's paws reached around and massaged in at his back, sliding down to grope at his ass as it swelled out into plump rounded prominence. One hand slipped into the cleft of his rump, running down before he pressed in against James' anus, rubbing in a small insistent circle as the flesh darkened and toughened up, clenching eagerly at the prodding pad.

As James' widening pucker twitched, Song's other paw teased just above the first, pinching in and kneading at the man's increasingly loose and furry skin. There was a building pressure that made James' eyes water before a lurching creak. His skin pulled out as another vertebra slowly pressed out of his spine. Song rubbed at the growing nub, coaxing it out joint by joint as it started to wag haltingly back and forth. The man's taut black asshole strained as his back arched, and then his newly form tail exploded into a various whorls and spirals of golden fur, just slightly straighter than Song's own, giving it a wispy golden trail as it wagged back and forth, making his newly formed muscles at the base strain and tense.

A creeping effervescence rose up inside of James' throat as his sheath tightened, bulging as his shaft ground against his companion's own, their barbs occasionally glancing off each other in a spark of pleasure. With infuriating slowness, a hefty knot of flesh slid out from his sheath. Their straining canine bulges ground against each other, both of their pointed tips leaking out clear rivulets of musky pre that they could smell in the tropical air, the shrine increasingly rife with the scent of their lust.

Song broke their kiss, looking down and licking his lips as he grabbed James' new knot gently, making the changing human groan out and clench his scaly hands into fists.

"It'd be a real shame to let this go to waste." He licked his lips. "I think I know just what you can do with it . . ." He turned slowly, raising his tail and looking over his shoulder, fur on his cheeks fluffing up slightly as he bared himself completely. "Please?" a needy whine crept into his rich baritone voice.

James stood transfixed, panting as he stared down, following the curve of his lover's fluffy golden tail down to his bared plump black asshole. It was irresistible. He dropped to his knees, one hand-paw grasping at the base of Song's tail, feeling it thrash in his grip as he pulled it up with a firm yank. He pressed his forming muzzle between the creature's legs, sniffing in at the back of his testes, drinking in the heady eager scent. Licking out, he scraped his lengthening tongue up, scrubbing against Song's taint before rising and lapping across his tight asshole.

The foo dog let out a muffled wurf of surprise, anus clenching at the slick rough tongue. "Oh my . . ." He huffed out, voice low and distracted. "Such enthusiasm!" His tongue lolled out from the side of his mouth.

James' now animal tongue scraped against the twitching black edges of Song's ass, leaving the black flesh glistening. He huffed in lungfuls of heady musk as each lap strained out with extra enthusiasm. Song's simpering praise turned into a pleasured yelp as the man strained forwards, dark tongue drilling against the fleshy ring for half a second before slipping inside of the guardian with a twitching squelch. Unable to help himself, James twisted his new slippery tongue inside of Song, feeling the tight hot edges clamp down against him in furtive pulls. The creature's cock bucked and strained as his tail was tugged and his ass was eagerly ravished.

Licking his dark lips as he pulled back, James stood and stepped forwards, sliding his throbbing shaft between Song's fluffy golden tail and grey rounded rump. "Are you ready?" he asked, slowly rubbing forwards, feeling Song's silky fur tickle his dark fleshy shaft.

Song looked back over his shoulder and grinned. "Always." He winked back, grinding his rump against James' widening hips.

James reached down with his scaly paw, teasing Song's tensed ring before he lined himself up, lowering the pointed head of his shaft and then rocking forwards ever so slightly. They both stopped breathing for a moment as the head of James' animal cock spread Song's ass around him, the tugging edges fluttering against his slick black shaft as he pressed inside. Song let out a groaning whine as his new lover slid inside of his torrid sensitive rump, claws tensed against the stone floor as he gritted his teeth.

James was going to ask if his partner was alright, but he could feel how much the heavyset beast was loving it, tight walls clamping down sporadically against his shaft as he pulled back and rocked forwards even deeper. He let go of Song's gaudy tail which whapped against his belly as he gripped the guardian's hips and built up a rocking rhythm. It was so smooth and slick as he pressed forwards, but his fleshy spines caught as he pulled back, making his fur fluff up as he groaned out in pleasure. His own freshly formed tail swished about behind him in time with his rocking shoves as he slipped deeper inside of the hungry circle of dark flesh.

Soon, James' reveling thrusts led to a fleshy thunk as his engorged knot bumped up against the tight writhing edges of Song's ass. He made one more tentative shove, finding his forward progress stymied with a dull thud.

"So . . . what now?" he groaned with frustration, need billowing up inside of him.

"Well, I suppose we could just stop here . . ," Song simpered.

"Wait, really?" James cocked his head to the side in disbelief, ears flopping down.

"Of course not! You're just going to have to try a little harder. Trust me, you're not going to hurt me." The foo dog chuckled, internal muscles rippling. "Just keep going, help stretch me out a little. I can feel how much you want to."

"Oh." James licked his lips, fur brushing up into a fluffy blush. "Right." He braced with his scaly hands, claws combing through Song's thick fur and dragging over his tough loose skin. "Like . . . this?" He strained forwards with his hips, grinding against the tight resistance as he made a millimeter's progress before pulling back again.

"That's right." Song groaned happily. "But more." He bumped himself back, letting out a grumbling chirp of pleasure as his ass was stretched by James' knot, the soft barbs tickling his insides.

James moved his hands up, wrapping around Song's burly chest as he butted in again and again, slowly feeling his efforts starting to gain yielding progress. The sensations made his shaft arc and jerk inside of the guardian's torrid passage, sparks of pleasure shuddering through him as he jerked out occasional splashes of hot pre. His arms wrapped around Song, hands dragging through the soft curly fibers of the gentle creature's mane, padded digits rubbing against his nipples, feeling the warm wide points perk up as he tweaked them gently.

Song leaned back against him, rocking himself against that tight twitching knot, encouraging James to press forward until they were both flushed and panting before sliding back and trying again and again. Their bodies clashed together like great furry waves, choppy rhythm intensifying as they both panted and groaned.

Bracing his clawed toes against the ground, James bared his teeth. It was too much, the sensations focusing his senses into tunnel vision as he grabbed Song and pulled back while ramming his hips forwards. They collided, and Song's ass was stretched out taut and quivering. James didn't pull back though, he growled and lunged further forwards, ramming himself passionately against Song's furry bulk again.

The back of the guardian's head leaned back against James' shoulder as they reached a moment of bizarre shared equilibrium. Song's ass strained around the front half of James' knot, clenching wildly. His golden eyes dilated and James' entire body strained before slamming forwards, Song's tight muscular entrance locking James inside of him with a fleshy thud that sent ripples of pleasure echoing out through both of their bodies.

Neither of them could spare enough thoughts for words as their bodies lit up with bliss. Song's ass was wildly writhing in fitful clenching bursts at the knot lodged fast inside of him. James wheezed as his cock jerked and his passion rose up, balls tightening as heated pleasure bubbled up inside of him. He continued to rock his hips, but in tight jackhammer bursts, feeling those dark hot insides wrenching around his shaft from all directions. The changed man's claws dragged against Song's flesh as something finally gave way inside of him, his member arced and jerked, and hot pressured gouts of thick seed splashed out into the guardian's sweltering insides.

The pleasure was immense, bliss radiating up through James' cock and fanning out through his body, making his floppy ears perk up as he grunted out in gasps of ecstasy. The patches of gold on his fur erupted into poofy regal swirls of hair, his pelt thickening with every wave of pleasure that rocked through him. He could feel how close his lover was, and lowered a shivering scaled paw down, gripping the muscular foo dog's leaking shaft and sliding down the dripping length. He wrapped his fist around the swollen knot, feeling Song's hands grip at his arm before he squeezed down and heard his lover howl out in bliss, ass wrenching at his buried member. The cock shuddered in his grip before jolting out molten dollops of seed that spattered back down against the both of them.

Song's orgasm only made his ass clamp down harder in powerful twisting tugs that drew out James' climax to mythical levels. They yowled out and rocked together, filling the air with the sloppy sounds and deep rich scents of their lovemaking. James' knot throbbed inside of Song, his turgid shaft quaking with overstimulation as he came again and again, pleasured bursts slowly drawing further and further apart.

Their howling blissful pleasure slowly died down into a manageable tender afterglow.

Song bent forwards and James was forced to follow, still tied to his lover as they awkwardly managed to flop to the ground. The guardian drew one of James' almost blunt hands up to his lips, licking the golden claws clean of his spilt essence. They managed to share a kiss, Song twisting back as James could taste his own spunk while it squelched between their writhing tongues.

"I'm so glad you chose to stay." Song yawned and rubbed his body back against James' chest as they spooned. "It's so much nicer to have some company up here."

James nibbled in at the back of Song's neck for a second, trapped cock still jerking and pulsing every minute or so. "So . . . how long can I stay in here?" He asked, stifling a yawn himself, entering that liminal comfy point between dreams and reality.

"Oh, you'll be able to pull out in a half an hour or so . . . if we don't squirm too much." He squeezed around his lover teasingly.

"But what I mean is, how long can I stay with you?" James hugged himself against his newfound lover. There was nowhere in the world that he'd rather be.

"Well, you can stay as long as you want to." Song smiled as his eyes closed and he rubbed his body back against his freshly transformed partner. "I'll be here forever, and you can stay as long as you'd like." He mumbled as he laid his head down against the smooth stone floor.

"Good," replied James, stroking his claws through Song's silky fur and resting against his plush muscular body.

They both dozed off, hefty furry bodies and exhaustion making the stone floor feel like a feather bed.

* * *

As the sun came up the next day, it shone down on the small shrine at the top of the local mountain. Two regal statues of guardian lions stood guard at the entrance, each with one of their paws resting with authority on a stone orb.

Instead of facing outwards though, their wide heads were turned towards each other, almost as if they were just waiting for the sun to sink beneath the horizon so that they could spend the night in each other's arms once again.