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Locker Rooms

The senior class of Southwind High celebrated the graduation of its hundredth class. The town was abuzz with a grand centennial celebration. Caleb couldn't be more nervous. The muscular tiger had turned eighteen just a couple months before graduation and was suddenly faced with several real-life decisions to make.

The tiger grew up with only his mother. His alcoholic of a father withdrew himself from the picture early. His mother forged on with fierce determination and provided a comfortable enough living for her and her only son. Caleb looked at the letter nervously. He had been offered a full scholarship to a very decent university in his home state. His mother was ecstatic about the prospect, but Caleb wasn't sure if he was ready to leave home.

She urged him to speak with his coach. Absent a father figure in his life, his football coach had become the second closest thing. The tiger felt the coach helped push and motivate him to do well. Caleb didn't realize it till just now, but if he accepts and leaves town, he will certainly miss the coach. Coach McGraw was a portly moose and approaching his late fifties with a salt and pepper goatee. He played football through college where he graduated in education. He's been teaching at the school for over a decade and has been a source of major inspiration and guidance to Caleb.

It didn't help that Caleb also found his coach incredibly attractive. The tiger had more than several occasions though about his coach thick and burly body. He had only ever stolen a couple of glimpses in the showers. He found everything about the older man sexy as hell, and it couldn't have come at a worst time when he needed to speak with him about the status of his scholarship. He had found the time to study properly for his finals because the coach took a vacation before the summer, cutting down any distractions.

This gave the young tiger time to focus and do well academically as a part of being granted his scholarship. The last thing he had to do was speak to the coach and get his letter of recommendation. The tiger's phone buzzed. It was the coach asking to meet him in his office. Even though he had a license, he didn't have a car. Caleb's mother had to take the car to work, leaving the tiger no alternative but to go on foot.

School was a couple miles out of the neighborhood. Caleb being in very good shape had no problem jogging the distance to school. He had just made it to the weight room where Coach McGraw's office connected to. The tiger panted as he let the cool air of the gym wash across his sweaty body. The back of his shirt was drenched in sweat and clung to his matted fur. He was about to knock on the office door before he heard a clunk and the locker room door swing open.

"Oh Caleb, you're here already," said the moose, turning his head a bit so his antlers wouldn't keep the door propped open.

"Hey Coach, yeah ended up in a bit of a hurry. I don't know why though, guess I'm just excited about this," the tiger said blushing a bit. He could see the coach was shirtless, leaning out of the doorway. Caleb always felt flustered around the coach, but for some reason when the humid air from the locker room started to waft past him, he felt even hotter.

"Well, I've got some clean clothes if you'd like to shower as well," the moose said in his deep, rumbling voice. He waved at Caleb to join him, and the tiger almost jumped towards his coach at his beckon. The tiger caught himself and padded towards the door.

"Y-yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I'm really sweating," Caleb said as he continued to pant. As he got closer to the bull moose, the smell of the locker room really hit him. They kept it well cleaned and the scent was normally not too bad, but Caleb always enjoyed the smells of all the various body wash and deodorant mixed with the natural sweat of all the males who changed here.

Today, however, all he could smell was the musk of coach McGraw. The tiger followed his coach into the locker room. The smell was incredibly intoxicating and in the enclosed space, Caleb started to feel a bit dizzy. He watched coach begin to pull off his own sweat stained shirt. It clung tightly against his burly body, but something seemed different about the coach versus the last time Caleb saw him.

The old moose had carried his weight well all over his body, but coach must have been binging during his vacation. The tiger could see he had gained quite a beer gut, that would probably be why he was working up such a sweat before the tiger arrived. The shirt got caught on the moose's antlers and he fiddle with the cloth snagged around his head. Caleb just stared at his coach's bulging biceps and pits, his nose burning at the sight. He just wanted to bury his face into the coach's musk traps and lose himself.

Caleb's cock started to stiffen before he knew it and he turned around to hide his arousal. McGraw had finally untangled the mess from his antlers and pulled off his shorts. By the time the tiger risked another peek over his shoulder, the moose's furry rump had already disappeared into the showers. The tiger looked back down at his aching cock. He was too damn hard, and it was about to get awkward with coach in the showers right next to him. He couldn't let the coach seem him like this, but it wasn't like he could just slip out either.

The tiger's heart skipped a beat as he heard the loud splatter of water against the tile in the showers break the silence. If he could just keep coach from seeing him, it would be like a dream come true. Showering alone with such a stud. Just him and that thick moose, naked. Caleb was beyond horny, driven wild by all the repressed urges his body had resisted till now. He snuck a look into the showers, and he was in luck. The coach was in one of the corner showers, and his back was turned towards the door.

Caleb took the shower at the opposite corner of the moose. The poor tiger couldn't keep his mind off the fantasy of his situation. He thought about the coach turning to him, flashing the tiger with his front. Water dripping off his bulging form as the moose walks towards the tiger. Taking his cheek in his massive hand and pulling the tiger into a deep kiss. He would have given anything to let the coach push him against the wall and rail his striped ass till he couldn't walk anymore. Something was wrong, he never felt this horny before.

Water splattered against the tiger's matted fur as he wished his arousal would die down. His hard eight inches of barbed kitty cock just would not comply. The well endowed graduate felt his heart pounding, watching each throb in his dick pulse with the beating inside his chest. His ears perked as he heard the coach shift around. Caleb slowly turned to sneak a look at his coach, just one good gander and he can go home and beat it till the sun goes down.

There were coach's thick legs, his calves were muscular supporting the bulky frame. His thighs easily thicker than the tiger's hips. Right between them hung coach McGraw's huge set of moose nuts. His sac was enormous, each orb easily the size of a baseball. He had seen the coach in compression shorts before, but there's no way he'd imagine his coach was packing this much behind the already large bulge. His plump sheath disappeared under a hanging belly. Coach's gut covered the very top of the beer can thick sheath. Even through the additional layer of fat, Caleb could still see the powerful muscles of his barrel chest. The moose had a set of incredible pecs, with a couple of black nipples easily poking out beneath the water matted fur.

The tiger's heart froze when he locked eyes with the moose. He had been blatantly eyeing the older male for a while, lost in the sight before him. Coach cleared his throat and grinned back at Caleb, "Like what you see?" he asked.

"No....no way this was happening," the tiger thought. His heart was pounding harder, and he felt something tap his belly. His paws shot down to his crotch as he felt the heat of embarrassment burn him like the light of a thousand suns.

"Aww, don't be shy. A good coach knows the needs of his players, and I see something I can help you with," said the moose as he strode towards Caleb.

The moose removed Caleb's paw from his crotch and fondled the tiger's dick. His paw cupping the player's orbs, tugging them as he pressed his belly against the younger male's striped chest. All Caleb could do was let out a soft moan. Even though they have been showering, the moose still had such a strong scent. Caleb's head was spinning around the proximity of the source.

"R-Really coach? Is...is this okay?" the tiger stammered as he felt his dick throb in the moose's squeezing hands.

"You tell me Caleb? You're an adult, and you can make your own decisions," groaned the moose as he continued to grope the tiger. His other hand was rubbing along his own arousal.

"Yes...Please, I want this. I-I want you!" the tiger growled as he pushed his hips forward, grinding into the older man's hand. He let out how own deep moan as his paws roamed the moose's thick body. His coach let out a satisfying groan as the eager tiger began to explore. Coach chuckled as he felt the tiger's paws squeezing his broad pecs, sliding over to his biceps. The moose stops stroking himself and smiled as he raised and flexed his arm. Caleb's eyes dilated at the display and his paw just squeezed the huge muscle presented to him.

"That's it. I know you want to. Just indulge yourself, Caleb. Enjoy all of it while it lasts..." McGraw cooed.

Feeling unburdened by any inhibitions, the tiger shoved his face right into the moose's furry pits. The man stink was beyond anything he could have imagined. The deep scent of his coach flooded his lungs as he felt like he couldn't get enough. The very air felt a bit empty when he pulled back just a bit to catch his breath. The moose removed his hand from the barbed cock as he grabbed the back of Caleb's head and shoved it right back into his pit.

Even though he felt a bit smothered, Caleb lapped up the rich musk while struggling to breathe deeply. He purred as he heard the moose moan and press him harder against his pit. The older man's grip was incredibly solid as he kept the tiger trapped against his arm pit. Something started to push out from the musky matted fur. Several milky white tendrils snaked out from the moose's skin beneath.

The slithering filaments began to slip into the tiger's maw and up his nose. Caleb felt something start to tickle his nose before it started to get harder to breathe against the wet pit. The tiger started to panic and push against the moose. As fit as he was, coach's grip wouldn't budge an inch. "Mmmmphhhhh!" Caleb cried against his muffle.

"Shhh....don't be afraid. Just let go, and join 'us'," Coach McGraw said as he felt the invader inside of him squirm in preparation. "Yes, he will make a fine addition," the moose said aloud. The moose kept his iron grip on the tiger as his struggles began to weaken. The tendrils snaked deeper into the tiger's skull. They started to pierce their way into Caleb's brain. The tiger tried to scream one last time when his body started to twitch and convulse before going still. "That's it, kitty. Just let them in."

Several tendrils detached and began to worm their way into the tiger's grey matter. They burrowed in and began to rewire the big cat into something more...compliant. Caleb sank back into just the masculine scent of coach McGraw, no need to mind the things that just crawled up his nose and worming deeper into his brain. The moose finally released Caleb from the trap of his pit. A few squirming tendrils disappeared up the tiger's nose to join their brethren.

"Such a good kitty now. It feels so wonderful to just submit and join us. I was scared too at first. When I left on vacation, I was staying with an old roommate from college. He helped this old bull moose let go of everything and embrace the love of our new masters, your new masters. And let me tell you, they've got a lot of work for us. Heh, I don't know why I'm saying this, you're going to know soon enough. Now the masters have one last gift to give you. The tool you'll need to carry out your job. Now just relax, kitty," Coach said as he placed his paws on the tiger's shoulders.

Caleb listened to his coach. He had always steered him right. The tiger let out a moan and his gaze fell downwards as he felt something brush across his still hard cock. It was the bull moose's own arousal, and damn did it make Caleb look small. The thick foot and a half of moose meat throbbed and slapped against the sensitive nubs around the head of Caleb's aching tip. It was hypnotic, watching coach McGraw's blunt tip bounce up and down, tapping the tiger's member. The coach just let out a soft moan as his cock continued to throb and bounce.

The bouncing seemed to weaken as something bulged along the underside of the coach's fuck stick. A glob of pearly white ooze gushed out from McGraw's cock slit. Then a fat tapered tip of something round and milky white began to push out. It looked like an eyeless snake. Inch after inch of slithering creature slid out of the moose's dick. The blunted tip flailed around the air a bit before it slapped against Caleb's barbed cock. The tiger shivered as the thing started to coil and prod his sensitive member.

The tapered tip of the white worm caught the opening of Caleb's urethra. It seemed to twist and wiggle into the tight opening. As soon as it began to slip into his slit, the tiger let out a deep moan as it started to push down the underside of his eight inches. His urethra bulged out as it was stuffed with the invading tendril, disappearing into the base of his cock. More and more of the slimy white snake disappeared down Caleb's penis, stretching it wider to accommodate the girth. After a minute, the last visible end of the white thing swallowed down the end of the tiger's pink cock.

The alien creature pushed into Caleb's bladder, pulling the rest of its body into the tiger's dick. As it occupied his prostate and bladder, the poor tiger couldn't actually cum. The sensation was driving him wild with pleasure as his new resident continued to squirm and shift around. No matter how hard his dick throbbed, he couldn't achieve full orgasm. Caleb's paw grabbed his dick and started to stroke before his coach pulled them away.

"Sorry kitty, you're going to have to do your job before you can get your reward," said the moose, giving his aching tip another squeeze. Caleb groaned and whimpered as the Moose turned off the showers and led him back out. They dried off and dressed as if nothing happened. The tiger's mind has been sufficiently rewired. Coach's infestation seems to be more advance as he had better control of the host body.

Caleb stared off in the distance, eyes glazed as he waited for their master's next instructions. He could still feel the thing inside him, continuing to move and twist inside. It was starting to spread deeper into him. This was the master's gift, what he would need to complete the job so he could be rewarded. "Here's your letter, Caleb. Congratulations on your scholarship. When you have your interview with your new foot ball coach...Well, you know what to do. You're a good kitty,"

"Yes...I'm a good kitty," the tiger murred hearing those words from the moose.

"Such a good kitty," the moose smiled as he cupped the tiger's cheek and looked over the young athlete. "This moose would have love to have you, but everyone has a greater calling now. Our masters need to spread. Run along Caleb, I have to have one on one's with the rest of your teammates," the coach winked as he smacked the tiger's ass and sent him home.

On his way out, Caleb bumped into Brad, a huge bear and the best linebacker on their team. "Hey Caleb, heard about the scholarship. Congratulations!" he said as he gave the tiger a pat on the shoulder.

Caleb stared back at Brad for a moment before smiling and nodding. "Thanks. I gotta get going, but coach said he was looking for you," the tiger said before turning around and shuffling off casually.

The bear shrugged and walked into the building. The moose was working up another sweat doing curls when he saw Brad walk in. "Hey coach, you wanted to see-" the bear's nose wrinkled as the smell of the moose hit him, he blushed as his pants got tighter... "-me?"