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The Game

Chapter Four

Written by Nex_Anima _Canis and Nate16

****Sam****

One fact in life: Sex was good.

If there was one lesson Sam always took around with him, it was that sex was good.

That lesson was reinforced now but with a little twist.

He had learned that sex with girls was good. Sex with guys - especially Nate - was beyond good. It was divine. He adjusted himself slightly so that he was cuddled up next to Nate's warm body, their flesh pressing against one another and feeling his friend's heartbeat.

Softly, he let a growl and peeled his eyes open ever so slightly.

There was his friend... perhaps boyfriend. He wasn't entirely sure. But Nate was lying next to him, asleep, in his arms and a content look on his face. Sam sighed and slowly pried himself from Nate's arms and regarded himself, wondering at the result of his little 'experiment'.

The first thing he noticed, however, was that the entire kitchen was spotless. He had expected to wake in a sea of his and Nate's cum. The sheer thought of it roused the sleeping beast in his canine cock. That slight arousal reminded him of a more drastic question that needed answering.

He did a quick check of his body. Everything seemed normal... well... as normal as he was now, currently. The only difference he detected was that the fur had crawled onto his back now, still just a light dusting but still there.

The smells of the room were also a lot more prominent. More than anything, he could smell Nate and relished the scent.

He was about to wake his friend when his eyes fell on the Game. A small slip of paper rested on the board's surface. Quickly, he snatched it up and regarded it's contents. All it said was, 'You're Welcome - the Game'.

That was creepy.

He set down the paper and gave Nate a light nudge. "Hey, Nate.... Wake up. It's about noon."

Nate stirred slowly, his form had grown slightly and resembling that of a toned swimmer than the painfully regular guy he'd been Friday night. Black fur-like hair dusted his stomach and chest as well. His member was encased in a black sheath as huge red balls sat between his legs, looking bigger then anyone's ought to.

But nothing compared to last night, Sam reminded himself. Nate should still be able to hide the bulge in some loose fitting clothing.

Groaning softly, Nate rolled onto his back, yawning suddenly. Sam noticed his friend's canines were long and deadly-looking.

Their gazes met for a second and Sam managed to hold it. Nate crawled over to him and sat up, climbing up onto his chest and leaning against him groggily.

"Mnn afternoon, hun...." Nate said, leaning down to suck tentatively on a nipple.

Sam gasped.

He could feel every inch of Nate's tender lips around his nipples and the alluring scent of his mate filled his mind of images of the previous night and the previous round.

Thinking of that round, however, he quickly pulled away from his friend, holding back Nate firmly. "Whoa there, champ. Have you looked at yourself lately? You've changed."

He wasn't concerned about the changes anymore. It probably wasn't the sex. He hadn't transformed as much as last time. He guessed that because Nate had sort of 'lost' the last round, he remained partially untouched by the transformations while Nate's body had been more drastically altered.

"I think if we lose a round, we change more and more into our Avatars. And if you remember, to progress, we gotta get another guy to play. I... I don't think I want to drag another guy into this..."

Nate fell back, sighing softly, closing his eyes, sitting silently.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and regarded Sam intently.

"Then we won't, we'll just stay like this..." he said, standing up. "We'll stay like this, and get rid of the game so no one can end up like us.... or, we could find a guy, that might be interested in what we're selling, play the game, and try to get back to some sort of normal life.... but I need to admit, if we do all of this... well... what if... I dunno."

He closed his eyes again, sighing in frustration. "What if you'll just go back... You know, like none of this ever happened, like we were. Nothing between us other then friends. I don't really know if I wanna go back to that..."

Sam securely pulled Nate towards him and held him tightly against his furry chest. "Nate... I'm not sure what this is, okay? I don't know if this is just Sol speaking or if this is what I really feel but this Game has brought us together and I don't want that to change."

"But what I do want to know is that this isn't just some stupid illusion put up by the Game. I want to know this is really us ... and... for that to happen, I think we need to keep playing. We need to finish this game, reverse the changes and just pray that when we wake up... We won't forget who we are."

****Nate****

Nate sighed in frustration.

"You don't believe that this could be us?" he snapped, pushing himself away from Sol. "You still doubt that your feelings are real!?"

He nearly blew up right then and there, shaking his head. "I'm getting dressed, I'll be right back."

"Nate wait!" Sam cried but he pushed past Sam and headed into the basement before the bigger boy could catch him.

Walking to the bed he sat down, feeling over the sheets. He hadn't expected them to still be damp. But he did expect it to still reek. Which it didn't strangely enough. Leaning down, he smelt the sheets. They smelled like they'd just been washed.

Smirking, he shook his head and reached into his duffle bag, pulling out the grey track pants, and the biggest t-shirt he packed. It was a red band T-shirt and that made him laugh. Pulling himself into some semblance of clothing, he stood up, looking over the card he'd placed in his bag, thinking quietly to himself.

He heard Sam scrambling through the kitchen and stop at the basement door.

"Nate... I guess... I guess I still do doubt this is the real us. It is a us but maybe not the us. You've got to believe me that, more than anything, I want it to be true but I just got to know first if it is true. Just please believe me when I say that I want it to be us."

Sam's eyes suddenly brightened."Hey! I got it! Why don't I take you out to the movies? My treat!"

Nate had a hard time listening to Sam when he rambled, trying to find the right words. Nate didn't want to be this angry at him, but he couldn't stop the thoughts from entering his head.

Tossing the card into the bag he turned, looking to Sam with his watering eyes, walking up to the large jock, pushing him against the wall and kissing him deeply, but only for a moment before leaning away.

"That was real," he said simply. "You know what else is real? My love for you." He added the last almost defiantly, like he was challenging some Higher power to stop him. "You may have not have had these feelings before Friday night, but I did. For years, I stayed silent and watched you bounce from girl to girl, like you would bicep curls."

He shook his head, leaning away again. "The Game hasn't changed a damn thing about me, it only shed a light where I wouldn't."

Sam gave him a slight smirk and said, "Well... I am glad about that... So is that a 'yes' to the movie?"

Nate chuckled, looking down to their feet with a soft sigh and reaching out to run a hand over Sam's stomach. "Well, I can't really say no, you're my ride home..."

He smirked, looking up to his friend again, running a hand over Sam's cheek slowly. "Just...Say it." he spoke bluntly.

Letting out a soft 'meep', Sam took a deep breath and said, "Nate... Will you go out with me?"

Nate smiled, and nodded, leaning up to kiss Sam softly. "That... and...?"

It was clear Sam had no clue. "Um... Will you be my boyfriend...?"

Nate could only sigh after that and press into Sam's chest holding his boyfriend close.

"Well, it's a start..." he chuckled.

Suddenly, a ring tone -muffled under something - rung out. Nate pulled back.

He recognized the mock newscaster ring tone anywhere.

"My phone!" He called out, turning and rushing over to his duffel back, prying it open, and pulling out the plastic device.

"You and Sam back yet?" he said, reading the message aloud. "Am going to the movies, didn't want to go alone. From Bobby."

He smirked, looking back to Sam.

Bobby was one of Nate's friends. A bit of a nerd... well... a lot of a nerd.

Sam grinned a little evilly. "Bobby, huh? Well, you still haven't said 'yes' to the movie. And we don't know what we're seeing yet. Know any good ones we should go see?"

"I hear inception is pretty trippy, and I'm sure that's what Bobby wants to see. Think you can handle it stud?"

Looking over Sam with a grin and standing up, he said, "I also know Bobby... Hell, I also know he's infatuated with you. And I'm wondering how far he's willing to go to see you naked... maybe after the movie, he'd like to come back here, and I dunno... play a game?"

That peaked Sam's interest. The bigger boy raised his eyebrow.

They needed another player.

Whatever Sam was thinking suddenly ground to a halt as he regarded Nate suspiciously. "Wait a second... so does that mean Bobby is...?"

"My first fuck?" Nate finished dismissively. "Then yes, the boy is a total slut, good guy, but a total slut in bed..."

He chuckled, pushing the phone over, and quickly sending a replying text message before shoving the phone into his pants. He walked over to Sam with a wide grin, reaching up to wrap his arms around the other's neck. "I hope you didn't think I saved myself for a guy I'd thought I'd never be with."

****Sam****

Sam blushed and glanced absently at the ceiling.

"I guess I could say the same, sort of... Yours wouldn't be the first ass my dick has been shoved in..." Just thinking about shoving his dick up Nate's ass was getting him excited. He fought off the arousal. "Anyway, I'm gonna throw something on. Tell Bobby we'll meet him at the theatre."

Sam picked up some clothes from his drawer in his room upstairs and quickly dressed himself in a long-sleeved shirt and denim jeans. It was cold outside but the fur against his clothing was making him itch all over. The problem came with stuffing his package into the jeans.

No matter how he adjusted himself, it looked like he had a permanent erection as the wolf-cock slid partially up his shirt past his belt. He just hoped no one would notice.

Especially not Bobby.

Knowing the guy was a slut... well...

He only had eyes for Nate.

Maybe it was love, maybe it was Sol or maybe it was just some wolf instinct that was kicking in but he couldn't imagine himself with anyone else.

Removing himself from his room, he said, "Nate? You ready?"

Nate had been waiting outside of Sam's room and when Sam emerged, the slimmer teenager couldn't hold back the smile and pressed his hand against the bulge in Sam's pants.

"My don't you look marvelously stunning, Sam," he said, with a mock posh British tone he generally teased Sam in. Nate leaned in to kiss him quickly and he didn't resist this time. There was just a... 'correctness' in that kiss. "Bobby is going to be all over that."

Nate smirked and turned around. "But he's a good boy... Movie starts in thirty, he's already there."

Sam heard the sound of his boyfriend shuffling down the hallway.

Nate's voice rung out. "Uh, hey Sam? Got any old pairs of shoes?..."

Sam forgot that they had torn up their clothes completely the first time the played the Game. Unfortunately, being an only child, he didn't have any smaller pairs of shoes lying around. He grabbed a spare pair he had and offered them to Nate.

"Erm... These will have to do, Nate. They all seem -"

He stopped a second. For the first time, he noticed Nate looked a lot bigger than he did before. Hell, his shoes were feeling a little tight. Maybe his shoes would actually fit his boyfriend.

"Here," he finished. He handed the shoes to Nate and was surprised to see that they fit perfectly.

For some reason, watching Nate put on his shoes was arousing. It was like they were trading parts of themselves with each other. That forced him to grin slightly and he kept that grin all the way as he drove them to the theatre.

"At this rate, after the next round, I'll have to wear your cloths..." Nate muttered in the car as they pulled up to the Theatre. "Ready to face the public sweetie?"

Nate reached over to grip Sam's head, looking around at the people on the side walk. Thankfully no eyes were on them. Sam leaned over, kissing the other quickly, before letting Nate rest back in his seat.

They both slipped from the car walking to the Theatre doors.

Bobby, who wasn't very far from the entrance at all, was clearly visible and had probably been watching for them. Bobby was every definition of a nerd. He was short, skinny, a little overweight and so terribly pimple-marked that his face could be mistaken for the Pacific Ring of Fire.

One thing going for him, however were his bright, intelligent, brown eyes... Too bad those eyes were behind a pair of glasses. They weren't thick glasses either just... big and needlessly round. It made him look bug-eyed. Curly brown hair sat on top of his head so oily and dancing with so much dandruff that he could probably shake his head and cover an entire driveway with 'snow'.

As they approached, Bobby grinned, showing crooked teeth that were encased in the grip of metal braces.

"Hey guys!" Bobby greeted, waving a pudgy hand.

Sam noticed his eyes were gleaming and were first directed at his face... and then at his package.

So much for no one not noticing...

"Hey... Bobby," Sam replied a little reluctantly. "Nate... Erm... I'll get the tickets. You stay here with your... um... Friend..."

****Nate****

Nate looked to Sam with a smirk.

"Alright, be quick, before the line starts," he said, shooing the jock away, before looking to Bobby. "You should've showered, you look much better when you groom Bob."

He crossed his arms and stood with a slight lean, grinning to his smaller friend. It was right there he realized how much he changed, noticing how his arms bulged with his crossed arms. The thought made him gulp slightly, knowing Bobby, of all guys, would notice immediately.

He hadn't even thought about it. This is the one guy who could peg a slight difference in scenery one hundred yards away...

Bobby didn't take pains to hide that he noticed the firm muscles across Nate's arms. He pulled his glasses from his eyes, giving them a quick clean before putting them back on.

"Nate ... dude, is that jock corrupting you or something? You look buff!"

Nate blinked. Mentally he was murdering himself. This wasn't as great of an idea as he thought....

Think of something, he berated himself, and quick!

"Uhm... well, I started working out with Sam... to you know... watch his body... but I ended up, getting a little more serious than expected..." He lied through his teeth, only hopping Bobby wouldn't notice completely. He tried to change the subject and quickly. "So... Inception huh, should be good. I heard... it got great... reviews..."

Bobby looked like he was barely paying attention. There was a bit of drool gathering at the corner of his lips.

"Um... Yeah... Great reviews..." He turned back to Nate's face. "Erm... You think Sam would mind if I joined in the workout...? I mean, purely on a health perspective, of course?"

No way was that was from a 'purely health perspective'. Nate could almost read his friend's mind. No doubt Bobby was fantasizing about getting in between him and Sam... Not that that wouldn't be welcome...

"Uh... well... I dunno, I was going back to his place after the movie. Maybe I can convince him to let you tag along." He smiled devilishly in the back of his mind. Bobby was completely drooling over him and Sam, this was going to be easier then he could've hoped!

Sam was quickly approaching with three large popcorn combos and the tickets but before he got within earshot range, Bobby asked, "So... Is Sam giving you a little... protein-based drink to help you get so big?"

"If he was, I wouldn't tell you Bobby," Nate sighed, shaking his head as he moved away from Bobby and towards Sam, with a wide smile. He reached out to his ticket and popcorn with a chuckle. "What? hungry big guy, I thought you ate enough at your place." He glanced at the ticket. "Theatre One, huh?"

Walking beside Sam felt right and knowing Bobby, his friend would trail behind them, mostly to ogle.

Sam grinned sheepishly.

"I was left pretty... empty after the last round," he answered, leading the way to the theatre.

When they entered the theatre, Sam picked seats at the back of the theatre, away from prying eyes. "This okay with you, Nate?"

Nate nodded with a grin, putting his drinking into a cup holder as he took a seat. "If I would've known you'd still be hungry, we could've stopped to eat. This place is so expensive."

He waited for Sam and Bobby to take their seats. Sam took a seat beside him. Grinning, leaned over to Sam, noting how the theatre was practically empty, being a early Monday afternoon.

He eyed a little hesitantly at Bobby when his shorter friend took the last remaining seat beside Sam.

Sitting back with a sigh, he leaned over to Sam, smiling as he whispered quietly. "Bobby wants to join us after the movie..."

"Great," Sam answered innocently and with a cute smile. "That means we've got another player and we can try and finish the Game."

Sam's eyes flicked to the move screen and Nate found him boyfriend settle into the movie seat taking that as a cue to lean in close to him.

It felt... right.

A grin was slowly crawling onto Sam's face as they nestled in close to each other. Nate's mind screamed hallelujah when Sam's arm wrapping around his shoulders. He became surprised when Sam dared to bury his nose into Nate's hair and took a deep, long whiff.

"You think he'll be okay with the Game?" Sam asked softly so Bobby couldn't hear.

"Mnn, I think he'll take it just fine," Nate muttered, a large smile creeping up his lips and leaning further into Sam. As he leaned closer he put his own arm around Sam's hearing a tiny, "That's hot..." From the other side of his boyfriend.

Nate blinked and look past Sam's chest to Bobby whose eyes were drawn to them.

"You know what else his hot Bob?" he asked, hand coming up to caress Sam's chest, rubbing a nipple. "This..."

****Sam****

Sam gasped and was about to swat Nate's hand away when his boyfriend's other hand reached down and caressed his package.

His resistances were less... resistant this time and he whimpered as he began to slowly hump into Nate's hand. His tongue slipped out of the side of his mouth as he panted, loving his boyfriend's touch and becoming strangely aroused at the thought of doing it in the back of a movie theatre.

He had always fantasized about it. Always thinking about which girl he'd take and the two of them bouncing in the back while the movie was playing. He could never have imagined he would be doing it with Nate however with Bobby just sitting right next to them.

He moaned softly. "Nate... Bobby is right there..."

Nate nodded mischievously and leaned towards Sam's ear, gently whispering. "Mhmm... and I know this is the movie he's been dying to watch since we entered the theatre..."

Nate's hands slowly lifted Sam's shirt as the lights dimmed. One of Nate's hand rubbed into Sam's canine cock which was still hidden in the shadow. Slowly, Sam felt his boyfriend begin stroking the piece of meat with a wide grin, before lifting up that shirt to tweak his nipple directly, the white fur illuminated in the glow of the movie screen.

Sam could barely contain his moans as Nate fondled his ultra-sensitive nipples. Memories of that overwhelming sense of release from being milked flooded his mind and forced his large, canine cock to protrude from his pants, breaking apart the buttons and splitting them wide open. He sucked in air between his teeth and let out a soft growl.

He wanted to fight, he really wanted to. He wanted to tell Nate to stop... but... he just couldn't.

The animal in him was taking over.

Sol was taking over.

Softly, he murmured, "God Nate... Shit..."

With his arm wrapped around Nate, he pulled them close together, wrapping their lips as one and running his tongue all over his boyfriend's lips. He slathered Nate's face with his saliva, his other hand reaching over down Nate's pants and seizing the canine cock he knew was there.

Nate shifted in his seat, gripping Sam's now open cock. Slowly, he stroked it as he shifted in his seat, getting on his left knee as their lips wrapped together. Sam pushed their tongues against each other as Nate easily pulled down his track pants, massive balls flopping out into view for anyone who cared to look. That black canine cock drooling copiously over Sam's hand.

Sam sensed Nate hold back a loud moan in that kiss as Nate's cock throbbed in his hand.

Sam stopped holding back. He began moaning shamelessly into Nate, his deep, growling voice rumbling down his boyfriend's throat and going unheard over the roar of the movie. Animal instincts took over as he pulled away from Nate's kiss and began lovingly nibbling at that thick, muscular neck.

He could smell his boyfriend... and his mate. It drove him wild and he turned his licks up to Nate's ears. With Nate still tweaking his nipples, he could feel his cock start to burn for release. His thrusts into his boyfriend's hands became harder and faster, pumping his canine juices up his dick continuously.

He wanted Nate to have the same pleasure and squeezed his mate's cock, just loving how the black dick was nearly invisible in the dark theatre but the sticky, white, pre-cum was clearly evident.

Nate let out a soft growl, his pre splattering against his boyfriend's stomach. The way it flew, even made it look like it was only beginning. Nate pressed hard into Sam, nuzzling under his chin, humping into his hand and stroking his cock faster and faster now that the Sam's pre had lubed up his large, prick cock so wonderfully.

Grinning like a lunatic, Sam pulled Nate over to him, yanking his boyfriend away from his seat.

He slipped his hand away from Nate's cock and pulled down his mate's pants complete off, slowly easing his boyfriend onto his dick.

Nate gasped as quickly and it was a good things everyone in the audience was gasping at the same time. Sam vaguely noted that a van had just started a barrel roll down the wide of a hill as Nate eased himself down onto his cock. His mate's own throbbing member was jerking insanely against Sam's chest and abs, dripping all over the place.

Looking to Bobby with a grin Nate said, "Mnn, i-is this the protien.... based.... D-drink you wanted?"

Sam had no idea what that meant but having Bobby watch them was the hottest thing he ever experienced. He let out a low growl as Nate sat himself down on his huge cock, arching back and letting out a silent howl. His mate's cock throbbed and shot his cream all over him, spraying wildly around them as his huge blobs bounced, some landing in the bag of popcorn on Bobby's lap.

Just the sheer tightness of Nate's ass made Sam blow.

Jerk after jerk, his cum slipped into Nate's tight hole, filling his mate. Those same animal instincts took over and he pulled Nate towards himself, lightly biting down on Nate's shoulder in what he knew was a mating bite.

He growled dangerously as Bobby, watching the nerd jack himself off as well. He wanted to make sure the guy knew Nate was his. That growl devolved into a faint howl as Nate clenched down on his cock, squeezing every last drop of cum from him.

****Nate****

Nate wrapped his arm around Sam's neck as his mate bit down on his shoulder, eyes closed letting out the soft moan and pressing tight against Sam's form. He buried Sam deep within himself with a wide grin, eyes opening as he looked over at Bobby.

Pushing Sam against his seat he leaned down and he started to lap up the cum on Sam's chest, trying to clean him before anyone could notice them.

Sam's eyes fell on the popcorn that Nate had splattered with his own special 'topping' and grinned. Nate chuckled as his mate grabbed a handful and greedily gobbled it, watching his own semen slip down Sam's throat. Bobby was eyeing the popcorn as well.

"Go on, nerd," Sam growled. "Have a taste."

Nate bent lower and lower.

Incredibly he'd cleaned Sam completely with his tongue, sighing happily.

He glanced over to Bobby with a grin. "Mnn, I know you'll like it Bobby."

Slowly rolling against Sam and shoving that ever hard rod in him a little more, he thanked his lover with a long kiss.

"Mnn, God you feel amazing..." he growled out, rubning his cheeks against that fat knot before slowly pulling himself up higher and slipping off that insanely thick shaft. A loud pop sounded as he fell back into his seat and pulled up his track pants but with his legs still draped over Sam's. Even with his pants up, his immense cock hung over the waist band, throbbing against his shirt.

Sam whimpered slightly for some reason.

They had both lost interest in the move.

Suddenly, Sam leaned forward and wrapped Nate in his arms, hugging him and kissing him.

Nate gasped, feeling Sam's huge form come over top of him, watching him intently as he crawled over closer and closer. Nate's arms wrapped around Sam's torso, even with his size, he couldn't encompass his boyfriend. They kissed deeply, more of that salty taste assaulting his taste buds and making him groan softly as he held Sam close. His legs twisted on and off the seat as they tried to lie comfortably in the Theatre seat.

Pulling his lips away from Sam's, he grinned. "Hey Stud..." he started, looking into Sam's eyes. "I-... I love you."

****Sam****

The words that followed were instinctive, true and genuine.

Words that, he knew, even if the Game were to end and he and Nate were to be returned to normal, would continue to ring true.

"I love you too, Nate."

He wasn't sure how the movie ended or what the rest of the movie was from that point on. He was just completely focused on Nate. Bobby was there too but he really didn't care.

His whole world was just about Nate right now.

Nate remained in his grasp for however long that movie continued. All Sam knew was right now, it was not about the sex.

Only Nate.

They leaned into each other as they kissed softly for what seemed like eternity, whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears until they heard a cry from the audience. Nate's eyes went wide as the theatre was filled with darkness. In the dark, their eyes glowed a pale yellow. Nate pushed him back into his seat and shoved his cock into his underwear.

He urged Sam to do the same.

It was at that moment that Sam remembered they were in a theatre and the fear of discovery began creeping in again. As the credits unfurled before them, he rolled his shoulders and pulled his own pants up. A few seconds passed before he was confident he could walk out of the theatre without a raging hard-on.

On some unspoken command, he and Nate rose from their seats and followed one another down the aisle. About halfway, they remembered Bobby and turned to find their mutual friend was greedily gobbling up the remnants of the cum-soaked popcorn.

Their companion hurried after them, bucket still in hand and eyes wild like he had just seen the best movie ever.

Sam chuckled at this and couldn't wait to get Bobby into the Game.

The nerd was in for one hell of a surprise.

For now however, he regarded Nate and firmly grasped his boyfriend's hand, walking out of the theatre as a couple.

"Best movie ever," Nate said with a laughed, looking between his and Sam's shoulder. "Wouldn't you agree Bobby? The Climax was amazing, with all its twists and turns."

****Bobby****

Bobby was utterly speechless.

He wasn't sure what he saw but he was completely and utterly dumbfounded.

Sometime during the movie, he thought he saw both Nate and Sam sported canine cocks but that was completely impossible... right? And their eyes... Were they yellow now? It was hard to tell. Hell, when Nate grinned at him, there was a distinct feral look in that grin like his canines were sharper... longer.

Despite this, he was overcome by the odor of their sex. Even after reaching his own orgasm, he was still rock hard and he only followed the two numbly as they entered Sam's car and was driven off back to Sam's home.

The nerdy part of him was piecing what he had seen together...

Perhaps Sam had always been some sort of horny werewolf and, during their camping trip, he had turned Nate into his mate. It made sense. They were acting very wolfish and Sam even gave Nate a mating bite!

Now, were they going to make him one of them?

He really hoped so.

He wanted to join their pack.

Nate was resting his back when Sam joined him on the driver's side. Bobby saw the two share a wide smile. Nate's hand joined Sam's as the big jock put his hand on the gearshift, just holding it loosely as they drove out of the parking lot and joined traffic. Nate put his feet up on the dash, the bulge in his track pants so huge it was clearly visible to the back seat.

"So~ Bobby..." Nate began "What actually happened in the movie? I sorta... stopped watching after that girl made the world into... like a cube... Making the French architecture line up almost seamlessly.... then she got stabbed... then I got stabbed... and then we left." Nate laughed aloud to himself, looking to Sam with a wide grin.

Bobby blushed slightly. "I really wasn't paying much attention, to be honest. I might need to see that movie again later. But... Since when did you two get so serious? I mean, I'm not complaining, that was totally hot but... Nate... You and Sam...? Are you seriously... a couple now?"

"Well, it was no secret to you I had a thing for him..." Nate trailed off for a moment. "So I told him while.... we were gone... and I dunno... I guess he felt something, because one thing lead to another thing this weekend..." He trailed off again but gripped Sam's hand tighter. "I always loved you."

Bobby felt a pang of jealousy as Sam smiled lovingly back at Nate and said, "Can't say I always loved you, babe, but at least, I do now, right?"

It wasn't fair.

Bobby wanted Nate.

They were together first and while it never evolved into anything serious, he was hoping someday it would! He was hoping that when Sam put his foot down and told Nate he wasn't gay, Bobby could be there to catch him.

He never counted on Sam being gay too!

He let the rest of the car ride go in silence and quietly fumed in the back as the two lovebirds exchanged compliments. When they arrived at Sam's house, he vowed that he'd get as big as Sam.

Clearly Nate had a thing for big guys.

If he could rival Sam, he could win Nate back.... Maybe...

Nate didn't even leave his seat as Sam stopped the car. Instead, he climbed from the car and when Sam stood up, he grinned to Bobby and scrambled over the arm rest into the driver's seat, and punched out the driver's door before Sam could close it. Latching over to Sam's back, he closed the door with his leg, hanging off of Sam.

"Can't wait to get Bobby bigger... he could stand to be more attractive." He nuzzled into Sam's neck as he rode him to Sam's front porch, hopping from his back with a laugh.

Bobby rolled his eyes and felt terribly dejected as the two just left the car without him.

He followed shortly after, just watching Nate literally ride Sam into the house. It was no secret that he was one of the most unattractive people in town but he thought he had his own 'geekish' charm to add to the equation.

Sam set down Nate in the kitchen and invited Bobby over to the lounge room where they sat around a large, metal case. When Sam opened it, Bobby saw the case contained a board game.

"What are we supposed to do with -?" His throat closed up as Sam began taking off his clothes.

"You might wanna strip too, Bobby," Sam said with a grin. "I don't think I'll have enough clothes for everyone." He winked at Nate. "Come on hun, whatcha waiting for?"

Nate laughed, pulling down his pants, throwing off his shirt, coming up beside a naked Sam.

"Bobby, me and Sam didn't go camping," he said plainly. "Get undressed, and fill this out." He slid slip of paper to Bobby with the words 'Avatar Sheet' on the top in big, bold writing. He also handed Bobby a Quill . "Me and Sam have stumbled.... rraaa... onto something amazing." He glanced over at Sam. "Mnn, hold it off babe, wait until he can join us."

Bobby felt sick when Nate began kissing Sam's Pec tentatively. "Trust me Bob, I know you'll thank me in five minutes..."

Sam looked like he had just been denied an orgasm and Bobby wasn't sure if he was grateful or not. He tentatively stripped himself of his clothing, feeling terribly out of place upon seeing the washboard abs of the other two players and the dusting of... was that fur?

He cleaned his glasses again to make sure he was seeing things right. There was actually white fur growing on Sam's highly defined chest! And Nate had black fur!

He also hadn't been seeing things in the theatre!

They had canine cocks!

"What's going on here!?" he demanded.

"Just fill out the sheet, Bobby," Sam growled. There was a feral edge to that growl, definitely not human.

Shaking, Bobby filled up the Avatar Sheet, feeling like he was selling his soul.

Was this how werewolves turned their new pack members?

By signing over their souls?

He shivered as he finished the form, crossing his hands over his flaccid dick. "O - Okay... I'm Ballista. Now what?"

****Nate****

Nate sighed happily. "Well, you pick up that metal block over there and enjoy a show for a few minutes." He grinned, looking up to Sam.

"Ready Sol?" He asked, leaning against his lover as he growled out, practically sounding like a purr as he let out a gasp.

His light dusting of fur grew much thicker covering him as his changes over took him. His feet began popping, stretching and pulling, turning into large flat hind paws. Once human legs reshaped as his muscles contracted and expanded slowly. Nate arched back as a Tail sprouted behind him, falling to the floor as his demonic tail wrapped around his waist. He grew out more and more, that familar gurgle reaching his sac once again as it slowly ballooned outward, filling with seed his lover had gifted him with. He let out a howl as his face pushed out slowly into its lupine shape, quickly being eveloped in fur, his long ears pushing up, his long hair falling down his back. Reaching up, he pulled himself to his feet, grinning wildly to Bobby.

"I'm Zen...."

****Bobby****

Bobby didn't have much time to gawk at 'Zen' as two, enormous, white wings flared out from behind Sam's back and slowly enclosed the two in a white, feathered cocoon. He heard a mess of growls and slurps followed by a few moans and murmurs as the forms in the wings twitched.

Bobby felt himself growing aroused and subconsciously picked up the metal block. He dropped it almost immediately as it grew red hot but his eyes were still fixed on the white cocoon. Slowly the wings peeled apart and he was instantly hard when the devilish Zen was placed beside the titanic, muscular form of a white, winged wolf with golden stripes through his fur that pointed directly to the creature's monstrous cock. Semen was leaking from the creature's delectable, black nipples and that form easily encompassed Zen.

"I'm Sol, Ballista," the wolf growled, grinning down at Zen and stealing a single kiss.

Zen grinned through that kiss, eyes never leaving Ballista.

"Mnn, look love, Ballista it a tiger," he said, pointing down to the white and red stripped tiger which stood triumphantly at a starting position. Bobby glanced down at the board and was amazed to see the metal block he had dropped had taken the form of a feline. Both Sol's and Zen's Avatars were eyeing his Avatar hungrily.

The tiger was in no way as muscular or as huge as its two lupine counterparts. It was smaller, more effeminate and plain with wider hips. But one thing he did have that tiger shouldn't, was a huge black fleshy sheath and grapefruit sized Balls.

"Mnn," Zen growled lustfully, "I think our Tiger has some equine actually."

Bobby felt that hungry grin on him as Zen pulled away from Sol and leaned against the table, that devil tail slowly slipping behind Sol, sneaking it way up to his firm rump, poking in between the cheeks. "Mnn, this should be amazing..."

Bobby started hyperventilating, his raging hard on demanding attention.

As he reached for his cock, however, his vision blurred and he reached tentatively for his glasses to clean them. However, the instant he pulled them off his face, his vision cleared.

He could see perfectly!

That was impossible.

Then a shockwave of pleasure shot through his entire body and he instantly came, his cum spurting all over himself. The instant that wave of release hit him, he felt his entire body twist and shift suddenly.

He groaned and watched as red and white fur began sprouting from each of his pores.

"What the -?"

He never got to finish as another blast of pleasure hit him and he came once more.

As before, the instant his cum left his cock, his body grew, his short form stretching past his squat 5'5''

height and to a new 6'2''.

"What's happening -?"

He came again and his hands and feet twisted into claws, a distinct digitagrade stance taking over.

"I - I -"

Another burst of pleasure and cum. He roared as his cock shot forward, its head flattening into a definite equine shape and a long, striped tail flaring out from behind him. He lost all words as his face contorted and transformed with another burst of cum, becoming the countenance of a tiger. His braces vanished clanked to his feet, dropping away from his newly formed fangs.

Gasping, he slowly staggered to his new feet, feeling the fat long gone and standing shakily.

"Whoa... What a rush..."

"God Ballista, you sure know how to make an entrance."

Zen grinned, leaning down, arms crossed over another as he stared at the tiger's long equine cock. Whatever his tail was doing behind Sol it made the bigger white wolf Sol moan. "But goodness, you ever look good." He smirked, looking to Sol. "Doesn't he look divine love? I mean, he had a charm

before, but just look at him!" He smirked, devilishly to Sol.

Sol grinned.

Ballista shamelessly explored his body. He did look pretty hot and he thought the name was pretty fitting.

"Looks awesome, hun," Sol growled, "But..." He picked up the dice, throwing them absently in the air and catching them. "I think our new player needs to get up to speed." He winked at Ballista.

"Game on, stripes."