The Pavlovian Suite
An elevator takes you to floor H, for husky.Ding
Disclaimer - If you are prone to distractions or fixate a little too easily, this is not a story for you. If you can be sidetracked by any little *Ding* then you should probably move somewhere away from this elevator. It's going to get hot in here. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)
The Pavlovian Suite
For such a nice hotel, it's kind of weird that the elevator actually has a bell to chime out when you pass every floor.
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H
Wait . . . H?
The elevator lurches to a halt before the doors slide open with a resonating
*Ding*
You expect a normal hotel hallway with other congoers waiting for the elevator, but instead, the doors open directly into one of the most spacious rooms that you've seen in your life. The luxury on display draws you forwards: glitzy velvet drapes, circular overstuffed leather sofas surrounding a gently burning fire in the middle of them, a lavish marble countertop for the fully stocked bar . . . And two fluffy husky women staring at you, heads tilted to the side as they lick their lips hungrily.
Their plush fur accentuates their curves, one black, one slate grey, each with white on their bellies and covering their otherwise bare breasts. They stand up from the sofa, tails wagging erratically as they bound towards you, lolling pink tongues dripping with canine enthusiasm.
The elevator doors whumph closed behind you as you stammer out an apology. You've obviously interrupted something. You keep your eyes fixed on the huskies and their beaming blue eyes as you mash at the elevator call buttons behind you.
The huskies don't seem interested in a conversation though. They crash into you in an overly amorous fluffy wave.
You can't help but giggle as the grey one shoves her muzzle right under your chin, cold nose snuffling in frantically. You laugh and hold your hand up, pressed against her silky fur as she doggishly laps up at your face with her wide pink tongue. This distracts you as the black furred husky drops to her knees and grabs your thighs with her padded hands, tail wagging wildly before she nuzzles in against your crotch.
You grit your teeth, feeling her tongue slaver against you through your slacks and underwear. She's relentless, tail wagging as she nuzzles between your legs. You can't help but laugh, tears forming in the corners of your eyes as you're overwhelmed by the sheer canine adoration, their plush bodies draped against your own.
*Ding*
The elevator bell makes a tingle of adrenaline surge through you. You're not even supposed to be here. You don't even know whose room this is!
The elevator opens next to you. The huskies' ears perk up at the chime, the grey furred one moaning, leaning against you as one of her hands wanders between her legs, prodding at the edges of her pronounced canine femininity. Strings of drool drip from your crotch as the dark furred husky moans and inhales deeply against your slacks, shuddering as if the bell had completed some kind of erotic circuit inside of her.
Your heart hammers as you see no one in the empty elevator. But, you can't quite extricate yourself from the amorous canines, even as the doors close again. After the elevator's bell they've redoubled their efforts, and you can't say that it's unpleasant. Your own mouth waters as you look down at their fluffy, curvaceous bodies, tentatively petting the black and white one's head as she whines needily, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes.
You can't help but laugh. This is weird for sure, but they seem really into you, and you can't say you really mind the attention. Your skin flushes with heat as you lick your lips absentmindedly.
Trepidatiously, you press the grey husky away a bit and start unbuttoning the collar of your shirt. You only manage to pop two buttons before she's frenetically lapping at the small gap of bare skin on your chest. Her muzzle is quickly followed by the black one rising to see the commotion and them both growling and nuzzling in against you, huffing in your scent like they were addicts.
It tickles, but also makes you flush with heat, laughing as you try unsuccessfully to reach between them to undo any more buttons. Their paw-like hands raise up, scrabbling against your chest, blunt dark claws hooking in the seams and then tugging, causing the fabric to strain before the buttons begin popping off.
You'd scold them, but you can hardly get a breath in as they both start lapping in with wild abandon against your exposed chest. You lean back against the wall, sucking in breath through your teeth as they both baste your exposed pectorals in needy affection. You melt against the wall, sliding down to a sitting position, moaning out as the huskies follow, nibbling in at your nipples, nuzzling against you with their cold noses, their paws running down to grope at the bulge in your pants.
*Ding*
Your eyes fly open as the elevator passes by your floor again, the muffled chime ringing in your consciousness.
You grit your teeth and close your eyes. It's just too much. You've never been this sensitive in your life before. They each nibble in at your nipples, tongues scraping out as your chest blazes with heat and pleasure. Your cock strains against your pants, stiffness rubbing against the suddenly too rough fabric of your underwear. The more you think about the sensation, the harder you get, your tongue lolling out as you begin to pant. There's just something undeniably attractive about yourself that you'd never really considered before.
There's just something about a stiff, straining erection that makes you salivate. The scent, the feel, the taste . . .
As your thoughts wander, the sensations begin to change. Their lapping feels different against your chest, your flesh becoming pliable under their hungry tongues. Not only that, the tingling from the adrenaline in your system hasn't stopped, but instead, gradually shifted to a warm glow radiating out from your body.
You groan and squirm, unable to stop thinking about your cock as the two huskies continue to knead at it through your pants with their scrabbling paws. Usually, that wouldn't be enough to get you more than worked up, but for some reason, you feel like you're right on the edge, flesh straining, heart hammering.
*Ding*
You yowl out as your cock jerks, pressure rising inside of you as you begin to cum, a dark spot forming under the waist of your pants as you ball your hands into fists. It's too sudden and too intense to even fully process, pleasure lancing through you as moan, eyes still closed just to try and process the pleasure.
The huskies sniff in like hunting dogs, both of their muzzles immediately zooming in and lapping at your crotch. You move to push them away, but find yourself distracted by your chest. Your pecs are buried in plush white fur, save for your prominent pink nipples. As you distractedly attempt to shoo the incorrigible huskies away with one hand, you tentatively grasp in at your altered chest with the other.
It's warm, and fluffy, and soft. Your heart races as you prod in at one of your wider nipples, hissing in at the sensitivity, feeling just how yielding and pliable your flesh has become. It feels almost like the huskies' breasts had when they pushed against you . . .
Speaking of, their aggressive nosing is starting to make you ache, your erection somehow refusing to retreat even after you just came harder than you had in your whole life. You hold the panting canines at bay as you clumsily fumble with the buckle of your belt and then the button on your slacks.
Oddly, you can feel the husky's excitement. Your eyes lock on your own bulge as you slide down your pants.
*Ding*
You lick your lips as you watch your cock pulse under the thin fabric of your underwear, single mindedly tugging your drawers down as well. Your erection bobs free as your tongue lolls out, lengthening and dripping spittle as you're filled with need. The huskies wait, looking up at you as you bend over, face inches from what you desire, your nose huffing in your own masculine scent like it was a fine cologne.
You just can't help yourself.
You whine out, and the huskies seem to understand, looking up at you before moving back in with canine glee. You rest your hands on their fluffy heads as they polish your cock with their slobbery tongues, cleaning up every last drop of your male essence before beginning to whine desperately for more. Your shaft throbs, still hard, pleasure increasing as they sandwich it between their tongues.
The grey one looks up at you with her beautiful ice blue eyes as she opens her muzzle and lets your spire slide between her fangs. You hiss in a breath, the balmy insides of her muzzle pulsing around you as her tongue wraps hungrily around your turgid cock.
The black husky watches jealously before bringing her muzzle up and shoving it against your mouth, tongue sliding between your lips as you moan out in pleasure. Her tongue swabs around the inside of your maw as your slack jaws begin to creak and ache with pulsing heat. Your canines sharpen into points as your nostrils begin to darken and huff against her own. One of her paws gropes at your chest, kneading the sensitive flesh of your budding breasts as they continue to swell. Her other scritches in at the top of your head. Your ears start to twitch under her fingers as your hair fades into a burnt orange color, turning dense and plush as your increasingly pointed ears pull up either side of your head.
It feels amazing, bliss radiating through you as one husky bobs down over your cock with a ravenous need, her mouth slavering around your twitching maleness. It also feels nice to be scritched, plush orange and white fur spreading up your neck and shoulders, cascading down your body.
It feels so nice to be a good . . . a good . . .
The grey husky's muzzle nuzzles in against your crotch, tongue lapping down at your balls, dividing your tensing orbs before your cock shudders in her gullet and you moan, climax overtaking your again.
You pull back from the kiss, baring your fangs through your thinning lips. Your shout comes out as a garbled animal yowl, cock jerking as you loose stream after stream of molten seed into the husky's starved muzzle, your balls contracting with every surge. Your fur floofs up, follicles tingling as the husky eagerly laps up every last ounce of your seed.
Before you can even sigh, the impish black husky raises her muzzle and shoves her way into your kiss with the grey one. Your eyes widen as you taste your own essence on her tongue
. . . It's delicious!
You and the grey husky whine, pressing needily into the three-way kiss. You lap out as your tongue becomes wide and flexible like their own. It's a ravenously passionate kiss, your fangs clacking off each other as your tongues all twist and scrape together, lapping up and savoring every last trace of maleness.
*Ding*
Your ears perk up and the incorrigible dogs pull back leaving you panting and licking your chops automatically.
Drool drips from your tongue, hunger rumbling inside of you as you all look down between your legs. Your still-erect cock looks different: a little smaller, a few shades pinker, and with less definition around the head. You reach down trepidatiously, heart hammering. Your balls also seem smaller, your now fuzzy scrotum pulled back taut against you.
It's definitely no less sensitive, making shivers run through your dense fur as you touch it trepidatiously. It does feel different though, like the pleasure is being condensed down into a finer point.
Your body has continued to change as well, white and orange fur seeping down your arms and legs. You raise a hand up and curiously feel your whiskers twitch as your run it over your dog-like face. You pull your dark lips back and run your finger over your heavy fangs as the huskies help each other lap any stray dribbles of your delicious maleness from their muzzles.
*Ding*
Your stomach growls.
Your mouth waters.
You need more.
The huskies seem similarly distressed, tongues dripping as they look down at your cock in the same way a starving group on a lifeboat looks at the last remaining emergency ration.
The black husky steps up, tail bobbing behind her as she lowers herself over you. Her blue eyes beam at you as she reaches under herself, padded fingers wrapping around your tender cock and guiding it towards the slickened edges of her pussy. You yowl out as the head of your shaft touches the hot, plump edges of her canine femininity before she rocks down and you sink inside of her torrid, clenching depths. Your hips buck up against her automatically, sinking your exhausted but blazingly sensitive cock up to the hilt inside of her.
Your view of the black and white canine eagerly bobbing over your cock is suddenly interrupted as the grey husky steps between you. Her curled tail whisks about behind her as she shoves her dripping snatch against your face, grabbing your head in her paws and yanking your muzzle against her torrid cleft. Your cold nose huffs in her scent automatically, an animal blend of lust and spice with a feminine tang.
You can't help but slide your tongue up against her warm, quivering labia, lapping up her clear juices. She's delicious. Not as heady or addictive as the taste of maleness that still lingers on your tongue, but enticing nonetheless. She squeezes in at your ears as they fold back along your head and you bury your face between her legs, dividing her folds and sloppily grinding up over her clit, making her shudder against you.
Your entire body quakes as well. Every time the black husky slams her fluffy, heavy body down against you, your vision wavers, eyes fading to a brilliant blue. Your cock strains against her insides, leaking out delicious clear pre inside of her as she reaches down with a hand, kneading your taut balls back against your body. Her rough ministrations should have been painful, but instead her grinding against your receding testes makes you moan out in pure bliss, a new pleasure welling up in the pit of your stomach as your insides twist and squeeze around nothing.
You're brought to the edge of climax over and over again, twinges of pleasure getting closer and closer together. You desperately strain forwards with your tongue, dividing the grey husky's pulsing pussy, twisting inside of her salty, clenching depths as your lips grasp at the edges of her femininity. Your cock jerks inside the black husky's grasping passage, arcing up and dribbling out pre every time her fingers knead in at the base of your shaft, pressing in harder and harder, making you writhe as new sensations well up and overflow inside of you.
*Ding*
The chime rings in your ears, your eyes widening as your entire body blazes into absolute ecstasy.
Your cock shudders, erupting waves of hot male essence inside of the black furred husky as you grind your hips against hers. The sensations shift with every pressured squirt, pleasure from rubbing against her getting more and more intense as the echoes of your orgasm fade with each repetition. Her fingers rub in under your shaft, stretching your flesh out as blood pumps between your legs, fleshy pink edges welling up under her fingers.
A fluffy tail bursts forth from behind you, frantically whapping against the wall as the grey husky tilts her head back and howls out a warbling screech as her insides clamp down against your tongue. She rams her hips against your face, animal pussy quivering as she leaks out clear bliss that you lap up eagerly, flickering over her taut clit.
With every straining clench, your fur fluffs out denser, grasping hands thickening with leathery pads, feet stretching out and bulging into splayed paws. Your body blooms with heat as the dark husky's fingers somehow pinch your entire member between her slick pads, making sparks fly in your vision.
Both of the panting canines slide back, leaving you gasping against the wall, heavy breasts raising and falling with each breath, capped with pert pink nipples amidst your pillowy white fur. You barely even notice them though, staring between your legs at the swollen pink edges of your new canine femininity, crowned by the straining nub that was once your cock. You lick your chops as you reach down, prodding the tender flesh, whining at the new aching sensation. You want something inside you. Something long, and hard, and . . .
Your whiskers twitch as you huff in the peppery scent of maleness.
The dark furred husky rises, tongue darting between her fingers, licking off the remnants of your spattered masculinity. Your nose twitches as you're drawn towards her, crawling on hands and knees, smelling the distantly familiar savory alure of maleness radiating out from between her legs.
The grey husky joins you as you both burry your snouts between the black husky's legs, your hands combing through the dense fur of her thighs. You lap out at the quivering flesh of her pussy, tongues sandwiched together by her clenching walls as you slide inside of her, catching the last fleeting tastes of your spent, delicious, addictive maleness.
Your own pussy clenches around nothing, even as the flavor fades. The three of you are left hungry, whining, desperately pawing at each other just to keep the unbearable need at bay.
*Ding*
Your ears all perk up, drool leaking from the edges of your mouth as heat blooms between your legs.
The elevator doors slide open, a man in a black teeshirt flicking left and right on his phone steps out without even checking the floor.
You pounce along with the other huskies, tail wagging as you nuzzle in against his crotch, hearing his surprise dissolve into a groan of pleasure as you lap at the fabric of his shorts, nose drinking in the scent of his swelling maleness.
He's got just what you need.
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