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The air was filled with festivity and celebration, along with many other aromas that Gabe was especially aware of after having the deepest recesses of his sinus cavity swabbed. On top of that he'd been poked and prodded and filled out several pages of paperwork, but as he looked down at the neon green plastic wristband being secured around his wrist, he knew it was worth it. Many people got excited about all access passes to music festivals or beer gardens, but this wristband was so much more to Gabe: it was an all access pass to Pride.

The nineteen year old stood in the medical tent for a moment, feeling the corners of his mouth pulling up into a grin. He could hardly believe it. He'd wanted to come as soon as he turned eighteen, but the world had other ideas, but now... now he was finally here and he had certified proof that he was ready for anything with anyone. He reached up to brush his long side swept blond hair back into the barely maintained shag that framed his youthful face. Gabe took a breath and stepped out of the tent, emerging onto the crowded street. His blue eyes widened in awe and amazement.

Color seemed to drip from the skies with every building, streetlight, and telephone pole covered in flags, banners, posters and stickers. Even the street signs had been permanently altered to contain rainbow hues to celebrate the neighborhood's annual Pride celebration. The roads had been closed, tents and stalls had been erected and the local businesses had their doors propped open. The visitors were practically shoulder to shoulder and most had the same health pass that Gabe proudly wore.

Countless groups and gender identities were represented throughout the festival, and while there was plenty of mingling, each street had taken on a bit of a specialization. Gabe had known exactly which entrance to use so he could emerge in the part of the festival where men could be men and find men to be with. His breath nearly shuddered in his throat as he drank it all in, seeing all the handsome specimens. There were men of all legal ages, ranging from innocent cat boys on leashes to bearded bad asses in leather with fake horns glued to their hats. Some looked like they were ready to star in a music video and others seemed primed for a video of a far more personal sort. If anything, Gabe wasn't sure where to start.

"First time?" A smooth and even voice asked from a lot closer than Gabe had expected, causing the blond to jump a bit as he turned. Gabe had been walking into the festival along scaffolding and white construction tarps, assuming it was some remodeling or way to block off a part of the neighborhood that was a hazard to the guests. Now that he turned, he realized it was an elevated stage and the voice had come from another young man crouching down to get as close to eye level as he could - eyes that had ensnared Gabe completely.

The crouching young man's face was so flawless, so perfect that it almost seemed unreal. His dark brown eyes had a shine to them that made them seem like pools of homemade caramel. His shorter black hair had been dyed a vibrant blue where it crested over his forehead and framed the left side of his face. His eyebrows were well groomed, a faint dusting of stubble hugging his jawline and chin and his lips were worthy of a model. If it hadn't been for the slight shifting of muscles as he waited for an answer, Gabe might have assumed he was computer rendered, but here he was in the flesh.

"Uh, yeah..." Gabe said before realizing just how long it had taken him to respond. He blushed, his blond hair billowing in the slight breeze. A grin crested the blue haired boy's face, his eyes only seeming to grow that much more vibrant.

"Then you've come to the right place, it's time to get your pridentity!" he said as he stood up and moved over to a gap between the guard rails, offering his hand to Gabe. He had on fingerless black gloves, something that Gabe only now realized seemed to fit with the torn up black vest and rugged cargo shorts the young man had. It also was the first time Gabe noticed the broad black and white tail hanging down from his shorts. Gabe blinked, but the oddities were far from enough reason to make him think twice. He took the young man's hand and went to step up onto one of the rungs of scaffolding, gasping as the other grabbed onto him with his second hand and hoisted him up. Gabe stumbled forward, pinning the blue haired man to the wall, his eyes going wide in shock.

"Sorry..." Gabe murmured. The other grinned brightly.

"Nothing to be sorry about, I was hoping to get up close and personal." he replied, licking his perfect lips as he realized that Gabe was a few inches taller than he was. Gabe gave a sort of dumb smile for a few moments until the cobwebs finally fell from his brain.

"I'm Gabe." he said. The other smiled brighter.

"I'm Kit, nice to meet you Gabe." he said, making no effort to wriggle free from where the blond had pinned him. Gabe lingered there, nearly shuddering. Kit smelled different than any man he'd ever smelled before - not that he had a lot of practice. There was a sort of sharp tang to his musky, spicy aroma. It was tart, maybe even a little sour, and yet so clearly manly that he couldn't shake it. The smell almost seemed to act like smelling salts, getting Gabe's brain to work again.

"What's a pridentity?" Gabe asked reluctantly. Kit's smile turned from something innocent to something a bit more coy.

"They say that gay men are usually late bloomers when it comes to their social identity out of necessity. Spending all that time in the closet, hiding who they are from the world, it sort of stunts the process of self discovery. That's where Pridentity comes in. It's a way to find out who you were really meant to be." Kit explained. The principle sounded commendable, though it was a bit scary how true it was. Gabe had come to pride to launch himself into the masses and see wherever he washed up. He hadn't really given much thought to who HE was in relation to it all. Gabe blushed a bit, reaching to brush some of his blond hair from his face.

"What do I do?" he asked. Kit grinned more, reaching to take Gabe's hand in his, interlacing their fingers together.

"It all starts at the Wall of Wonder." Kit said, leading him along the side of the structure toward the back. Gabe looked up at the building for the first time, trying to understand what he was looking at. It seemed a little like something someone might see at a carnival or state fair, though obviously themed for Pride. It rose two stories above the scaffolding and had an edifice designed to make it look like one of the classic apartment buildings complete with window frames and ornamental molding along the roofline. A rainbow of backlit plastic panels filled the fake windows with silhouettes of men in the middle of sordid activities.

Gabe was wondering for a moment why the activity wasn't in front of the fake building, but as he rounded the corner he quickly came to an easy conclusion; as open and free as the Pride festival was, not everyone was ready to experience a glory hole with that big of an audience. Several men were lined up along the backside of the building, their hands braced against the walls with their pants, shorts, jockstraps or other garments around their knees as they thrusted back and forth into holes in the wall. Gabe's jaw dropped a bit as he heard the lewd, wet slurping and sucking mixing with the moans and groans of the men.

"Don't be afraid..." Kit whispered from Gabe's shoulder, "It's why you came here, isn't it? Why you got tested in order to get the bracelet? To show everyone you have a clean bill of health?" he asked. Gabe couldn't look away. Even the wall of wonders was occupied by the variety of men he'd come to seek out, from a jock in a snapback hat to a thirty something in a leather harness to a chubby guy with a Bowser t-shirt and green and gold shorts. Gabe wasn't sure what he was waiting for.

"I'm not afraid, I just... it's a lot." Gabe admitted. Kit nodded, resting his perfect chin on Gabe's shoulder.

"I know it is, I remember my first time. I didn't know what I wanted, who I wanted to be with, who I was... But this is the place you get your Pridentity, where you become the person you were meant to be." Kit whispered.

"You keep saying that, but you can't even see who is on the other side. How does this help you find out who you are?" Gabe asked. Kit placed his gloved hands on Gabe's shoulder, pushing him toward the wall.

"That's the magic of Pride..." he whispered, one hand sliding around Gabe's ribs, his fingers finding the blond's fly. Gabe's breath caught in his lungs once more as he felt someone unzipping his pants. He'd dreamed, or rather fantasized about that moment for so long, and yet it wasn't even that Kit was going to have sex with him. He was being unzipped for someone else entirely... but Gabe wouldn't resist. This was why he had come. He'd come to find himself, to experience Pride, to take risks and reap rewards.

Gabe's blue eyes fluttered half shut as a stranger's warm fingers dipped into his underwear and brought out his shaft, giving it a few good squeezes, then slowly drew forward and back, coaxing the blood to rush into the blond's member. It grew longer and fatter and firmer until Kit was giving it a last few good pulls before he kissed Gabe's ear and eased him forward. The edges of the glory hole were coated with some sort of slick, mildly soft material that made it easy to rest against. The hole was a lot bigger than Gabe was, but he imagined that was to facilitate a variety of angles and trajectories. Gabe's manhood slipped in and his hips eased forward until his golden bush pressed against the orifice and closed the seal.

"I'll be back later to check on you." Kit said, grinning wider, "Have fun!" he said before he disappeared around the corner. Gabe watched him go a bit uncertainly before glancing over at the other men near him. He didn't quite feel dressed for the part. Everyone else seemed to have some sort of uniform, even Kit's torn up formal wear sort of look, but he was just a blond kid in a tie-dye t-shirt and shorts and sandals... but maybe that was the point. This was where he found himself, right? All three were going at it, thrusting with wild abandon into the holes, panting and drooling and grunting and moaning. It felt a lot more real than pornography. These weren't actors putting on a show, they were real men like-

"Ah!" Gabe yelped as he felt something hot and wet lash at his cock from the other side of the wall. His eyes went wide and his hand grabbed onto a recess in the wall that he could only assume was some kind of hand hold. He blinked a few times and then jumped again as something else slipped across his tongue. The blond could tell it was something else because the width, length and even texture was different. The first had been long and narrow like some wet kind of whip, the second in contrast had been incredibly wide and slimy. Just what was the Wall of Wonders?! Gabe's answer came in the form of the third brush with destiny, this time it was broad and coarse, almost like wet pliant sandpaper.

Gabe's fingers dug deeper into the handhold as he inhaled sharply. The tongue was rough but eager. It slipped back and forth and around the length of his cock before it started to focus on the swollen head of his shaft. Gave shivered and groaned, his bare toes curling in his sandals. The tongue lapped at the curve, teased at the urethra, and then plunged into the gap between the overhang of skin protecting the rest of his cock. It slithered around, fishing out every drop of masculine scent that had collected before, in an instant, Gabe's entire cock was enveloped in a hot, moist embrace.

A face unused to the rapture of sex suddenly tightened and clinched, Gabe's eyes squeezed shut. He forced his breathing under control as he felt the hot mouth slide up and down his cock, that rough tongue making his cock tingle and throb and ache with pleasure. It felt too rough and if it hadn't been for the ample saliva he was sure it would have hurt, but all that drool made it just the right balance where the irritation made his cock swell and bloat and fill out, getting harder than it ever had before... in fact, the balance of pain and pleasure felt like electricity coursing through Gabe, jolting at his nipples, his fingernails and his toenails.

Gabe moaned a little, then again louder. He grabbed onto the handholds on the wall with both hands before he thrust forward, then pulled back. The hot mouth on the other side of the wall didn't want to let go, closing around his shaft, sucking and slurping and pulling. Gabe felt the brush of unusually sharp teeth against his shaft, but it didn't scare him. If anything, it thrilled him. He fought the pull only to give in and thrust in deeper, panting a little. A sheen of sweat started to blossom along his hairline, his cheeks glistening and moisture building in the chest of his shirt.

Heat radiated from Gabe's balls as they swung forward and back, slapping against his thighs with each thrust. His pits tingled, his muscles started to burn. Even Gabe's grip on the recessed hand holds tightened as he went all at it, realizing he was just like the other men fucking the Wall of Wonders with abandon. He grunted and growled, realizing he must have bit his tongue because the edges of it felt raw and stung a bit. He ran his tongue over his teeth, trying to remember if they'd always felt that sharp on the edges.

While all of Gabe's body was hot, his shaft felt like molten iron. The rough sandpapery tongue had lapped and licked it until it had reached a length and girth Gabe had never before achieved. The spare skin had pulled back taut against the shaft, leaving the plump head fully exposed. Sharp fangs grazed the length, but the true work was still in the tongue. Several had sampled Gabe's flavor until a match was found, until it was revealed precisely what sort of Pridentity that lurked beneath the blond's skin. The hunt was over and it was time to pounce.

The ministrations on Gabe's cock suddenly changed direction. Instead of going base to tip or coming in from all angles, the tongue seemed to be raking the flesh from tip to base. The already inflamed flesh wasn't prepared and the skin began to contort. Rough patches became tougher, pulling up from the smooth surface before curving. It almost felt like unhooking velcro as the rough tongue teased the flesh into forming barbs, but there was no going back. The blowjob had become something more. Somewhere on the other side of the wall, a hand moved up and pulled something. With a sudden thud, the recessed handhold closed, trapping Gabe in place, locking his hands to the wall.

A roar escaped the blond's mouth, though the emotion behind it was unclear. Was it a roar of pleasure? Of confusion? Of anger or disbelief? Even Gabe didn't know. All he knew was that something amazing was happening to his cock as sharp barbs formed. The mushroom shaped head took on a slightly more conical shape and the texture of the length became a bit tougher and more rubbery. His cock swelled further, growing longer and fatter. It widened across his lap, taking up a firmer root. His balls seemed to be swelling to compensate, giving ample fuel to their master.

A drop of drool escaped from the corner of Gabe's lips, running down over a fine invisible fuzz that was forming across his chin. The hairs were translucent at first, but as they spread from his chin to his jaw, they started to take on the same flaxon hue as his hair. His youthful, innocent face began to shimmer in the refracted light coming down from above the Wall of wonders as the blond shadow of scruff reached up to his hairline. A pleasant tingling spanned his upper lip as he made up for lost time, growing a peach fuzz stache he had always wished for in high school, only to have the peach fuzz thicken and darken into an actual short blond mustache.

The sweat in Gabe's pits began to soak into the thickening golden hair that sprouted and grew out, centimeter by centimeter, then inch by inch. In moments he had grown a manly pelt of hair beneath each arm, exposed by the compromising position of his outstretched arms locked against the wall. Likewise, more blond hair sprouted from his chest, greeting an upside down teardrop shape of fuzz that billowed against his t-shirt. Even his exposed balls were growing a coating of blond fur as they swung back and forth like a pendulum.

Gabe's mind swam with conflicting emotions, all beneath the surface of pleasure. His jaw tingled so much as the scruff eased out of his jawline. Each hair was sensitive, tapped into his nerves, feeling erect and proud as they filled out into a short chin strap beard. His upper lip buzzed with energy as his mustache grew out longer, curving toward the edge of his upper lip, dipping down the sides of his mouth. The hairs on his chin curved forward and then down, their shape defining more volume than the hair alone could achieve. There were even bits of hair sprouting from his toe knuckles, the tops of his feet, the backs of his hand, and the space between his eyebrows was getting a little less well defined.

The blond snarled again, revealing that his canine teeth were far longer than they should have been, coming to sharp points as more of his teeth reshaped. His tongue grew rough where it brushed against the roof of his mouth. Even his ears felt like they were swelling, growing bigger and rounder and flatter, gaining a light dusting of hair, or rather fur. It was all more than words could convey, even more than Gabe's mind could process. It made it that much more of a shock when that hot, wet, moist mouth suddenly withdrew from his cock. It felt as if his manhood had been forged in fire like a sword and now was plunged into the icy cold to harden. Thankfully that shock to his system lasted only a moment before he felt his cock rubbing against something firm and... furry? Gabe didn't quite understand what was happening until his cock began pressing against a puffy, rubbery, leathery ring of flesh that expanded around him before it began easing back.

Despite being locked into the wall, Gabe snarled again and held on tighter to the hand holds, thrusting in. His barbed cock sank into the veteran ass, sliding in inch after inch, taking it for all it was worth. Gabe snapped at the open air with his fangs and his rough sandpaper tongue, sliding back and forth with abandon. He felt his nails scraping against the Wall of Wonders as the well manicured nails stretched out into sharp points. More fur sprouted along his spine, then his shoulders, then his legs. New claws poked out from the gaps in his sandals, stretching out by half an inch, then an inch, then two, then three. They curved down over the front of the sandals, clicking on the platform around the wall.

Somehow everything that Kit had said suddenly made sense. Gabe wasn't just a passive tomcat, he was meant to take charge of the situation. He roared and thrust harder, going in and out, slamming his golden fur covered groin against the glory hole time and time again until the thumping echoed through the structure. He filed that ass with his growing barbed cock, his balls till swelling wider and fuller, the fur filling in across his legs. His mustache curved down over his upper lip, the hairs flexing with each breath in and out, each one sending shivers through Gabe's body. His cheeks bristled with golden hair as it spooled out of his follicles, curling and bending, filling out in waves that matched his unruly shag of blond hair.

The growing mane poured out from his face, curving forward and down, descending an inch, then three, then five. It reached half a foot, then three quarters before it showed any signs of slowing. Gabe's eyes were drunk with lust and passion, with pleasure and realization, with abandon and purpose. They seemed to be a richer, fuller, shinier blue despite how far away his mind was. Gabe felt himself hit a fleshy wall deep in the ass he was claiming, but then he felt something on the other side of that wall. Gabe shifted his angles and aimed for it, hitting it more directly. Somewhere on the other side of the wall was a muffled snarl and roar. Gabe hit it again, then again, pistoning back and forth, not holding back. He wanted to drive the other mad with lust just like he was.

Gabe's claws hardened and his muscles swelled bigger. The patches of hair from his chest, pits and beard were incredibly long, but a fine downy coating of golden fur had spread between each site to cover the rest of his skin. It crept up the sides of his neck to connect to his beard, covered his rounded ears, and began to creep in across his forehead. The hot breath that was coming in and out of Gabe's mouth began to shift as his upper lip shifted beneath the mustache, splitting with a narrow seam that ran up to his nose. There was a sickening crunch and pop of cartilage as his nose pulled back, blunting and flattening and taking on a new angle. It became less pronounced, more feline.

More fur swept across his cheeks, the bridge of his nose and his forehead. It surrounded his blue eyes, his moist nose and his beard rimmed lips. Gabe's entire body felt electric as the fur covered every last spare inch. Only the tip of his nose, his immense barbed cock and patches of skin on his fingers, toes and palms remained exposed. The rest was covered with fur. It was exhilarating, liberating, and apparently not quite finished.

With his shorts down around his knees and his underwear having sagged down, Gabe's golden ass cheeks had been left out in the open. They'd gained a fuzzy furry coating but the more interesting changes had come with the flat cheeks had plumped, rounded, swollen and then shifted. They pulled back to reveal his pink ring, but that wasn't the true purpose. The movement had come as a result of the shifting of the bones in his pelvis before a little nub of flesh appeared, wriggling its way free. The flesh covering the nub thickened, remaining pliant and yet strong. It held together as new bones and ligaments formed, one linking to the next, stretching out behind Gabe.

Every thrust back swung the nub, the momentum allowing it to grow a few inches longer. The dark pink flesh blossomed with golden fur, making it look almost like some sort of fuzzy snake hanging down between his ass cheeks. The tail twitched and flicked as it descended, the growth coming at an amazing rate until it finally slowed, approaching the back of Gabe's knees. The tail finally stopped, but the fur didn't, growing out suddenly at the tip into a pom-pom like tuft of fur. It only announced itself all the more as it twitched and swung about.

Among the many other interpretations for just why the wall was called the Wall of Wonders, Gabe was certain that part of it had to do with his stamina. There was no way that he, a technical virgin, could have endured that much pleasure without cumming a lot sooner - but it seemed that all magic had its limits. The lion boy threw his bearded face toward the sky, opened his fang filled maw and let out a terrific roar of pleasure that resonated through the wall in front of him. His furry balls tugged up, his cock buzzed and then his rich potent lion sperm erupted into the ass his cock was buried inside of.

The orgasm seemed to last for several moments, as if Gabe was unloaded every ounce of his uncertainty, his innocence, his hesitation and his doubt. The intense heat of his transformation began to cool, then a chill ran up Gabe's spine like some sort of spiritual burst of menthol eucalyptus. As the cool blast radiated up his spine and hit his head, his mane of golden blond hair began to shift at the tips. Each strand seemed to take on pale pastel hues like shades of cotton candy. There were pinks and blues, yellows and reds, faint lilac purple and seafoam green. The last three or four inches of each hair, as well as the furry pom-pom on his tail, had taken on a sort of tie-dye rainbow coloring just like his t-shirt.

A deep shuddering click came as the recessed handholds released their captives. Gabe didn't let go. He didn't even let go as the warm, welcoming ass withdrew itself from his feline cock. Gabe stood there, panting hard, the base of his beard brushing his furry collarbone, his clawed lion feet practically bursting out of his sandals. He didn't know how it was possible, but it felt as if he'd come to the Wall of Wonders and discovered who he was truly meant to be; a gay rainbow lion that knew every meaning of Pride.

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The bustling and churning of the day had eased and ebbed as the sun set, though the party was far from over. Many of the visitors had returned home, leaving the local population and the event organizers to unwind. Strings of old light bulbs criss-crossed between the apartment buildings, creating an amber haze that saturated the streets with a sort of ethereal magic. The air was cooling down but it still smelled like a party to Gabe as he sat on a metal bench along one of the folding tables in the food court area.

The golden light shimmered through the clear plastic cup full of amber liquid as it was offered to Gabe, a light frothy foam floating on top. Gabe looked up to see Kit, although he didn't look quite as he did before. He had pointed ears, a darker nose and his scruff was thicker... that and his black and white tail was now as wide as his hips and rose up all the way behind his head before folding down into a tapered point.

"How was your first time?" Kit asked. Gabe accepted the beer before scooting over to make room for his fuzzy companion.

"Better than I ever could have imagined. How did you know?" Gabe asked. Kit settled himself down, sliding over until they were hip to hip.

"I wouldn't be a very good organizer if I couldn't see the potential in our visitors. Besides, pretty much everyone has a Pridentity whether they know it or not." Kit explained, leaning over to take a sip from Gabe's beer before grinning mischievously.

"And someone helped you find yours?" Gabe asked, "A skunk?" he added. Kit nodded.

"I didn't know why I was always drawn to certain things before I came here; shoes, jockstraps, singlets and uniforms. Turns out I liked the smell. Now I can share those smell with others that share my tastes." he grinned. Gabe's eyes narrowed a bit in consideration.

"Does our shape define what our tastes are?" Gabe asked curiously, taking his own sip of the beer. Kit shook his head.

"No, the path of self discovery is more about the journey than reaching a destination. What we understand about ourselves can always change and grow." Kit replied. This time it was Gabe's turn to smile coyly.

"Then I think I want to learn how I feel about the smells that drive a skunk wild." Gabe said, reaching up to take Kit's perfect chin in his clawed fingers, turning his head before he leaned in for a kiss. Kit melted into the bearded lion's embrace. It took only a moment for their tongues to find one another, then another moment for Kit to shiver as his tongue slipped across the sandpapery surface of Gabe's. He gave another small grin before he dove in deeper, tilting his head to kiss the rainbow lion with every bit of hunger and drive that he had.