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The Ring

Written by Leo_Todrius

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After a warm spring, the sunlight continued to blanket the city with an even warmer prelude to summer. It was so bright that the leaves on the tree seemed to be glowing jewels, that the sidewalks were like white molten rivers, that each and every car was a glowing star in its own right. Most of the students saw that as nothing but a good thing, that summer was coming, and for the seniors like Lucas, that adulthood and freedom and the rest of their lives had come. For Lucas, it felt a bit different... almost like a missed opportunity.

Reedport High school had been built in the thirties, but it had been through renovation after renovation, giving it a variety of split levels and landings and lookouts, especially over the three story cafeteria. Lucas often took up a perch there, getting in a few hours before the start of school, using the time to catch up on homework or to read, though he frequently found himself distracted by watching his classmates arrive, imagining what life might have been like if things had taken a slightly different path...

Lucas had managed to navigate through his social life without any problems. He was eighteen, five foot eight, his light brown hair with blond streaks pulled back into a short ponytail. He had no earrings, no tattoos, no distinguishing marks. Khaki ankle length cargo pants and a yellow long-sleeve t-shirt were hardly the outfit of the popular. The one errant piece of Lucas' wardrobe came from the leather bracelet that had been gifted to him by his crush, though crush hardly seemed to do it justice.

Just thinking about it made Lucas' heart flutter, but that was perhaps the one true reason he waited at that particular spot, at that particular time. The front door to the school opened and more students filtered in from outside. The bright light backlit them, outlining their silhouettes, but Lucas had no issue locking in on Casey, on his crush, on the most amazing person he had ever met. The heavy oak doors shut and the unique outline regained definition, showing the eighteen year old that couldn't help but stand out.

Casey had been everything that Lucas had longed for. He was aloof, mysterious, a bad boy that somehow all the teachers seemed to love. His hair was such a dark brown that it was mistaken for black, stringy and unkempt, kept under a battered red and grey baseball cap most of the time. He'd been the first in their class to grow sideburns at fifteen, a soul patch at sixteen, and now sported a mustache as well. Some said he could grow a full beard if he wanted, but the unique style stood out and he adored being unique.

Lucas had to remind himself to breathe, seeing Casey again. He had in his bigger earrings, the loops dangling a bit as he spoke. Even from a distance, Lucas could see the sparkle in his deep, soulful brown eyes. They were always so full of life, so full of mischief, so... focused on him? Suddenly? Directly? Lucas gasped as they met eyes, and then again as Casey grinned. Lucas looked shocked as Casey left his friends and moved through the double doors, his torn skate shoes echoing on the white linoleum as he came up the steps.

Panic ripped through Lucas' heart. What was going on? He fumbled and grabbed onto the guard rail, hoisting himself to his feet, brushing his bangs out of his face. Maybe Casey was going to run past, maybe he was headed somewhere else, but he didn't. Casey came to a stop on the same landing, standing a mere foot and a half away. Lucas forced a nervous smile. They'd had classes together, they'd talked, and on one glorious afternoon, Lucas had gotten permission from a teacher to skip class and go on a walk with Casey who had not bothered to ask permission to do such an unsanctioned thing... Lucas always feared his longing leaked through, but now Casey was standing right there, in front of him.

"Hey Lucas, how are you doing?" Casey asked, flashing a grin with his canine teeth that seemed just a bit too big.

"I-I-I'm fine, how are you Casey?" Lucas asked. Once more he grinned, the corners of his teenage mustache curving up as he did.

"I'm doing great, now that I'm here, with you..." he said softly, licking his dry lips, "I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I know... I know how you feel. To be honest, I've felt it too." Casey whispered. Lucas was stone still. Maybe he'd lost it, maybe his fantasies had finally taken over his mind, or maybe he'd fallen off the landing and plummeted two stories to his death, given one last fantasy before it was all over...

"You did?" Lucas asked? Yes, that was a good question. It sounded normal, no faulting that. Casey grinned again and nodded.

"Oh yeah. I mean, who else would care that much about me? Who would take the time to go look at the lilacs? Who understands that you can love ancient Japanese warfare AND poetry? That kind of affection isn't shallow, it is lasting... And I know that we can be happy together, really, really happy. I want to make all your dreams come true, and mine..." Casey said before he slowly lowered himself down. At first Lucas was confused as he knelt on the hard linoleum, but his jaw dropped as Casey fished out a copper ring engraved with geometric runes.

More gasps echoed across the cafeteria and the entryway, the blinding light from outside masked as more and more students gathered, watching with wide eyes, not believing what was going on. Lucas, however, couldn't gasp anymore. He couldn't even breathe. Casey looked up at Lucas with a big grin, holding up the ring, looking up into his eyes.

"Lucas Carter, will you do me the honor of becoming my husband? To have and to hold, to cherish and honor, for as long as we both shall live?" Casey asked. For the first time in his life, Lucas did not play out alternatives or fantasies or possibilities.

"I do." Lucas replied, tears forming at the corner of his eyes. No one would have thought it possible, but Casey grinned even wider as he slid the ring onto Lucas' finger and stood up, leaning in closer. As if by instinct, as if by practice, as if he had ever done it before, Lucas found his way to Casey's lips without any problem. They embraced, the white glow of the sunlight bouncing off of the white cafeteria walls enveloping them both, growing brighter and brighter until all Lucas could sense was Casey.

Their lips worked on each other like a dance, sucking and pressing, plying and brushing, the two pressed tight. Lucas could feel Casey's chest against his, their arms entwining, their groins touching... It was like lightning jumping between their swelling rods, grinding gently with the most subtle of gyrations from Casey - gyrations that Lucas most gratefully reciprocated. The moment seemed to last forever, but Lucas eventually had to pause for breath, to gasp, to breathe, to look at his crush - no, his fiance... to look into those sparkling eyes, to see those... pointed ears? To see him standing in white light with no school behind him, around them at all... Lucas said nothing. He had died, hadn't he? He didn't want whatever this was to be over. As if reading his mind, Casey chuckled and lowered his head.

"No, my love, you're not dead. I guess I just sprung things on you too fast." he whispered, looking back up. Somewhere in all that light there was a flutter of something gossamer, something silvery. Were they wings? Lucas looked at Casey, how infinitely handsome he was. He reached up to brush one of his lush, thick dark sideburns, then to trace a finger over his pointed ear.

"Are you... a fairy?" he asked. Casey smiled that big, wide smile again.

"See, I knew you were brilliant." Casey whispered, "You and I, we're soul mates... I'm sure you could feel the pull between us."

"From the first time we met..." Lucas said. Casey grinned, leaning in to kiss Lucas' chin.

"I felt it too, bit it isn't exactly easy for humans and fae to get together, I had to figure out a way, and then I did... This ring binds us together across time, across reality, across everything. It wasn't easy to get, but there's no going back now. We can live any life we want to, we can live many lives together, we can go backwards and forwards, change whichever aspect we want... We can play with the possibilities and live an eternity happily ever after." Casey whispered softly. Lucas made a face he had never made before... It had elements of joy, of love, that wasn't new... But there was something else there, an almost mischievousness, a rebelliousness, a strange playfulness that swelled up from his heart.

"Anything? Any possibility?" Lucas asked. Casey grinned brighter and nodded.

"For you, my love, anything... Everything... All you have to do is dream it." Casey whispered. Lucas licked his lips for a second before giving Casey another kiss.

"I'll see you in a few moments, my love..." Lucas whispered, forming the idea in his mind. The light around them grew brighter and brighter, enveloping them both before it snapped away, replaced by the main hallway of the high school. The sun outside was dim, the skies barely a pale violet as the sun came up. The lights hanging from the ceiling cast their dull creamy vanilla glow on the old sand colored tiles beneath, the rich red wood molding absorbing just a bit too much. It was a much earlier point in their senior year, Lucas' eighteenth birthday, December seventh...

Lucas looked down at his hand, at the ring there. The geometric shapes still glowed with the blinding light before one pulse rippled outward into the world, passing through the walls, the windows, rewriting history. Lucas felt like he had been practicing for this moment all of his life. He'd always imagined the different outcomes, the different chances, fantasizing and reworking. Casey, his fiance, had given him everything he needed to actualize his superpower... and he knew just where to start.

The clothes Lucas wore began to ripple and shift, the khakis tightening and contorting, darkening as the material got rougher and tougher, turning into black jeans. His sleeves retracted, the shirt growing tighter as his arms thickened, biceps and triceps defining themselves for the first time... but that wasn't the extent of it. Lucas tipped his head back as his ponytail came undone, his brownish-blond hair unspooling, growing longer, inch after inch extruding from his scalp, brushing his shoulders, then the middle of his back... but that wasn't the only hair he was after.

A tingling began to spread across Lucas' face, starting with his cheeks. Hundreds, then thousands of tiny soft hairs emerged from the skin, blossoming, darkening as they were touched by the open air. The rush of facial foliage spread down his jaw, looping under the chin, covering the upper part of his throat. More bristled from his upper lip, spanning outward, dropping down and connecting. What started as a soft, downy coating got thicker, pressing outward centimeter by centimeter.

Lucas winced a little as his ears burned, feeling the skin part as molten metal unfurled itself, swinging outward and back, latching together, forming and hardening into rings. The heat traveled upward, the tips of his ears throbbing as the cartilage stretched and reshaped into points. Lucas hissed as his nipples felt the same sting, going hard as rings formed there as well. He panted harder and harder, his chest rounding out as his pecs got meatier, his abs tighter, but then he shuddered as the burning grew quite intense around his wrist.

What had once been a leather bracelet sunk into the flesh, leaving behind purplish-black ink. Runes indecipherable to the human mind spread outward, forming a cuff of tattoos. Lucas moaned, his beard growing thicker still, dropping down an inch from his jaw, then two. It had to be a good solid year of growth for someone his age... Casey may have been the first in their class to grow facial hair, but in this timeline Lucas had caught up fast.

A soft tearing sound came as a few holes opened up on Lucas' jeans, mostly around the knees... then another from a few spots on his shirt. Lucas' mind reeled a little as his own history reshaped itself. His good grades were gone, though he was still an average student. It came from being brilliant, and even though he skipped classes to go with Casey, he still pulled through on tests... and today, today he was a man, an adult, legal... and he wasn't going to waste it in school.

Lucas turned and burst through the doors, jogging down outside, slowing as he saw Casey standing there, waiting. Lucas grinned brightly before he sped up and jogged over to him, grabbing him with his stronger arms, picking him up and swinging him around. As the pair kissed and embraced, Luca could feel himself losing grip on the flow of time. He felt their walk away from the school, sneaking past the grocery store and the train station before getting out into the field beyond. Winter disappeared, spring came, the field filling with wildflowers in bloom. The clouds moved so fast they were a blur before they dissolved away to reveal a perfect spring day.

Casey sat there in the grass, his silver wings behind him, his shirt off, his chest glistening with beads of sweat. His jeans were torn, dirty, dappled with the disturbed dew of the meadow. His feet were bare, his toenails painted. He looked up at Lucas with his stringy black hair messy as always, his mustache framing his grin, his ears pointed and elfin. Lucas looked at him with awe and wonder and felt his heart float even still. All the magic in the world and none of it compared to the fact that this fairy loved him, that they were soul mates, that they were engaged. Lucas looked back at the ring on his finger, grinning softly.

"I hope you're ready for our picnic." Casey whispered, standing up and moving back over o his lover. Lucas looked around curiously.

"I... think I forgot the basket?" Lucas asked, a little confused. Casey grinned.

"Oh, you've got plenty in that package right there." Casey said, reaching down to run his hand back and forth across Lucas' groin. Lucas gasped, his already half hard erection getting harder, swelling, lengthening, bloating... and showing no signs of stopping. Lucas' eyes widened.

"Casey..." He whispered. The fairy grinned, unbuttoning Lucas' pants, bringing the zipper down, reaching in. He maneuvered right past the underwear and coiled his fingers around the plump, thick meat, drawing it out.

There were few things in life that one knew better than their own body, but Lucas had learned how to live as a very different sort of man in just a few short minutes. He was taller, stronger, hairier... and certainly better hung. He groaned, his fingers clenching and unclenching as Casey worked the meat, stroking it back and forth, working him up.

"Casey..." Lucas panted. Casey just grinned.

"You were so innocent back in school, but you had such naughty thoughts. I dreamed of this, of feasting from you, tasting my future husband." Casey whispered before he crouched down, kneeling before Lucas, adding his second hand. Lucas grunted, moaning deeper, gyrating his hips forward and back. He moaned louder, looking down. He'd never been that big. Hell, he'd never seen anyone that big.

"Casey, I..." Lucas moaned, uncertain how he would have finished that sentence. He gazed down at the fairy's hungry brown eyes as he leaned in, sliding his plump lips over the fat head, sliding it down until the head popped into his mouth. Next he took on the shaft, inching down further and further, bobbing his head back and forth. He went with speed and ease, making Lucas question if his fiancé had really waited for him. He seemed too experienced, but he wasn't going to complain. It was good that at least one of them knew what he was doing.

The two stood there in the field, surrounded by wildflowers, bathed in sunlight, basking and moaning and grunting. As much as Casey seemed to take into his throat, there was still more shaft. Lucas moaned harder, reaching down, tangling his hand in Casey's hair. He grunted harder, feeling sweat bead his brow, his thicker chest rising and falling with breath. Lucas bit his lip before looking at his beau.

"Fuck, man, I'm hung like a horse!" Lucas panted. Casey's brown eyes darted up, looking at Lucas with that strange fae mischievousness. Lucas was confused at first before he dropped his jaw, "No, wait, I just meant-" Lucas muttered before the ring gleamed brightly and flashed again, rippling outward across the field, the city, the state and beyond.

What came at first was an unnerving tingle in Lucas' feet, almost as if he'd crossed his legs wrong and they'd gone to sleep. He was thankful he kept standing, but he couldn't quite make out anything below the ankle. He looked down to try and see, but the image of Casey sucking him off blocked most of it. Lucas grabbed onto the fairy's head with both hands, feeling hornier and hornier, working that head back and forth, but none of it was enough. Lucas grunted deeper as his cock started to harden again, getting wider and wider, longer and fatter.

Lucas tried to wiggle his toes, but they all seemed to move in one numb movement. They were hot and sticky, slick, stiff, and strange. The sight was impossible to see where he was standing, but his toes were knitting together. The skin pulled the digits together and once the webs tightened and locked them in place, the keratin that formed his toenails bega to spread like molasses, covering all of his toes. The white syrup thickened and hardened again, the bones and muscles shifting as Lucas' feet became hooves. The boney coating hardened, and as it set, Lucas' legs bristled with golden brown hair. It wrapped around his ankles, crept up his legs, covered his knees and enveloped his hips. Lucas gasped and then let out an odd snort from his nose as his pert, muscled ass cheeks pried themselves apart, getting fatter and fuller.

"Oh Casey, I hope you know what you're doing..." Lucas whispered, looking down, but his fiance was having the time of his life. His cheeks and throat bulged with the size of the meat he was taking in, but he just couldn't stop himself. Casey's hands massaged the mammoth meat he was sucking on, watching veins bulge, the meat broaden, the balls grow fuller and heftier, and then finally the strange rough median ring half way down the cock. The mushroom shaped head bumping against the back of the fairy's throat was blunting and broadening, getting wider and wider as the urethra swelled bigger.

Lucas snorted again, unable to help himself, feeling his anus grow bigger and thicker and tighter, the leathery ring turning browns and then black, standing out between his furry ass cheeks. He winced a bit as his tailbone began to ache and throb, stretching out longer. The flesh grew irritated and red, the skin pushed to its limits before it bristled with long, soft golden brown hair. Lucas' brand new tail flicked and twitched as it passed a foot in length, then two, then three. The hair was long and luxurious, just like the mane on his head, a mane that was getting thicker and longer by the second.

Lucas had tried to roll with the punches, but the act of getting horse legs had made him taller... taller than even six two, maybe six three. His ribs had expanded, his spine had lengthened, and all that extra height gave him more room to expand his other qualities. The long beautiful hair he'd grown himself was just getting longer, reaching down lower and lower, trailing past the small of his back down to his waist. Even his face began to tingle and throb again, his golden mustache getting thicker, descending down over his upper lip as the hair from his cheeks and chin extruded outward, coming in flowing waves as it produced a beard worthy of a viking. It crept down past his Adam's apple, the base of his throat, tickling his chest as it dropped down more to his collarbone.

Casey's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he sucked on true horse meat, holding a good two feet of it... Lucas' balls had grown to the size of oranges, then grapefruit, squirming and swimming with the seed he so desperately wanted... but his fiancé wasn't truly hung like a horse, not yet... He was so close. The fairy focused what will power he had left, sending more magic into his lover. The energy traveled up Lucas' cock and into his body, making the changing man snort and winnie. Casey was rewarded with a few potent squirts of horse cum, but Lucas was taken far more off guard. He felt his center of gravity shift and wobble, a dizziness spreading through him. It was almost too much and when he felt like he could take no more, he started to fall forward toward Casey, toward the ground, toward collapse... The world spun around him, but Lucas never felt the impact. Something had broken his fall, or more accurately, caught him.

Two new hooves attached to two new legs braced on either side of Casey, arched and braced, angling upwards to join the front of Lucas' hips. His entire lower body felt numb as vertebrae after vertebrae formed, spreading out to newer ribs, muscles and organs shifting and flowing. His bones creaked, his flesh stretched tight, and Lucas;' new lower extremities stretched out longer and longer. What had started as just a horse's ass had connected to the hind quarters, the back, the ribs, an entire equine lower body. When Lucas opened his eyes, he felt like his ass was a lot further back than it had been, and that his cock was long enough to run under the entire length of his new underbelly.

Lucas took one step with a front leg, then moved one of his back legs. He turned, looking over his shoulder, feeling his hair cascading down his back. He... was amazing. More than that, he was a centaur. His long hair and beard complimented his muscled, tanned, freckled torso. The tattoo that had started on his wrist had spread up to his elbow, making a cuff of fairy runes. Casey's wings fluttered with excitement, but the fairy wanted more than just a good meal. He crawled out from beneath his fiancé's legs and looked up at him.

"I want you to fuck me with your rod, my king..." Casey whispered, leaning up to kiss Lucas. Lucas looked stunned.

"I could kill you with this thing. I don't know how to use it." Lucas whispered. Casey grinned, grabbing his pants and throwing them to the ground, revealing his plump bubble but and his achingly hard cock. He turned around and dropped to all fours, making his ass cheeks twitch and dance in an effort to seduce his mate.

"I can do it, we're built for each other, remember?" Casey grinned, "Our fantasy lives, all of them, every one..." Casey said, wiggling his butt again. Lucas licked his lips, feeling the bristle of his mustache. He was a beast, an animal, a supernatural hottie... and Casey just wanted what any good fiancé would. Without any more second guessing, Lucas went for it. The blunt end of his equine shaft struck Casey's ass, and to Lucas' surprise, the fairy's anus stretched to envelop his meat... With a strange, satisfying pop, he was in. The centaur started to rock back and forth on all four legs, getting his rhythm going, sliding in inches and inches of his huge cock into that fairy's bubble butt.

Casey's nails turned black and stretched into claws, giving him an anchor as he took his fiancé's cock like a man, feeling it impale him up through his midsection, going deeper than any human could take it. He felt Lucas' protective stomach against his back; he felt those powerful legs on all sides... His husband-to-be was an amazing animal, an amazing lover, an amazing beast and a kind heart. There was no doubt they'd live out every fantasy either of them could imagine... but this was perfect.

The two went at it for minutes, perhaps even an hour. Time had little meaning where they were. Casey felt well used, stretched, filled, but not full enough. He had to hope his ace in the hole was good enough. When the fairy thought he could take no more, he started to flutter his wings. The silver silky gossamer appendages buzzed along Lucas' underside, tickling his horse stomach. He groaned, moaned, and then winnied as his achingly large balls unleashed his pent up sperm, letting it eject through two feet of horse cock and explode into Casey like a volcano. In moments he'd flooded the fairy's ass, letting his intestines and stomach take the brunt of it.

Casey moaned, feeling fuller and more satiated than he ever had before. He shuddered and cooed and howled, letting out all sorts of words no human had ever heard before... but then again, Lucas wasn't exactly human anymore... They were two supernatural beings, two lovers, a centaur and a fairy, embraced and content. As Lucas felt another orgasm sweep through him in white hot light, the illumination seemed to spill over, escaping from the ring as white light spread until it was all either of them could sense.

The blinding light snapped off in a flash, the bulb taken away after the photograph was taken. Their surroundings had changed again, this time to something far more dimly lit. It was the annex building to the State Armory, a venue used for public gatherings and events. The main lights were off, supplemented by a network of white Christmas lights held up by fishing nets. There were cardboard anchors and fish hanging from the nets, and tropical music played from a sound system somewhere near the back. It was hot and muggy and yet Lucas felt oddly great... He blinked a few times, looking down at himself.

He was no longer a centaur, though he was far from where he had started. He had to be over six feet tall, his long hair still down to his waist... and his beard not far behind. It had to be at least to the nipples on hsi fishnet shirt. He looked at his shoulders covered in some sort of ABS plastic, then turned, seeing his reflection on layers of tinfoil set up like waves, acting as a mirror of sorts. He looked like some sort of discount aquaman. Just when he was puzzled the most, a hand reached up, resting on his exposed nipple.

"Hey there hubby." Casey whispered. Lucas turned to see Casey, although he looked a bit different, a bit older. His stringy, shaggy hair was down to his shoulders, his mustache and sideburns grew out into a full beard, and his pointed ears had ridges and spines on them, though there were seams that indicated that it was some sort of prosthetic. Lucas was caught off guard for a moment before the new timeline started to unspooled in his brain... This was senior prom, right before graduation. It was an under-the-sea theme, and they had come as badass mermen. It had also been two weeks since their wedding. They were husband and husband, their ring was binding. The school was enthralled with their romance, they had a fan club. It was beautiful, it was lovely, and it was just one of an infinite numbers of ways they could express their love for one another. Lucas looked into Casey's eyes and smiled slowly, offering him his hand.

"May I have this dance, my husband?" Lucas whispered. Casey reached out, taking the hand, his fingers brushing Lucas' ring finger.

"I thought you'd never ask." He said, pulling him out before all the other students, giving him a warm, bearded kiss before they wrapped arms around each other and started to move. They held each other close, living in that moment, aware that they could sweep themselves away to any other at any time. Whatever Lucas had lived through, whatever he'd put up with, it was more than worth it. This was heaven, this was more than heaven. He had his husband, he had the love of his life, and he had the ring that symbolized it all - unending, infinity, forever... a closed loop with no start or finish. Lucas knew that he'd be happy as long as they both would live, and at the moment that seemed like it was going to be a very, very long time.