The Back Room 2: Lucas
"I have often walked, down this street before; but the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I, several stories high, knowing I'm on the street where you live."
A familiar voice rang through the alley. Anybody in this part of town that heard that voice singing knew that Arthazon Fangbrow was out and about. The handsome wolf never stayed in any one place too long, but wherever he went people remembered him. He was just that kind of fur, devastatingly handsome, built like a greek statue, but kind and sophisticated as well. He was liked by most, challenged by none.
The bodyguard tonight was Thomas, a burly Kodiak bear with a truly bear-worthy gut. It hung in front of him, heavy, sagging over his belt. His tight black t-shirt seemed to be having trouble holding it all in. He had a footlong sandwich in one hand as he slid open the peep hole. Seeing Arthazon he grinned and shoved the whole thing down his maw, swallowing it whole.
"Welcome back Slick," he said, " Been a while."
"Indeed it has. I've been looking forward to a sunday." Sundays were the oldtimer days. Every other day of the week it was a dance club, but sundays the old guys and gals would come in, listen to jazz, and talk about old times. Arthazon especially looked forward to sundays for the jazz and great discussion that went on.
He looked around and spied a newcomer, someone that did'nt know him. It was a young lion, yellow/gold fur, jet black mane, awesome physique, almost as good looking as Arthazon himself. He was dressed like a biker, black leather and chains, with a helmet on the barstool next to him. It looked like he was nursing one of many beers, and he seemed angry as well.
The wolf smiled and walked over and sat on the stool on the lions other side. Angrily, the feline turned his head and gave Arthazon a once over. Tonight the wolf was wearing a dark grey suit with a dark green shirt. The combination made his red hair and emerald green eyes contrast sharply with the dark suit and black fur. "Your not a fag are you?" the cat asked.
Arthazon smiled bigger and laughed, "What do you think? Whiskey Sheila!" the bar maid grinned and slid him one down the bar. The snow leopard and Arthazon knew each other. "You new around here?"
The lion relaxed and said "Yeah. If I knew that bear at the door was a fucking fag I never woulda come. He tried to hit on me. Do I look like a fag to you?" He finished his beer and ordered another.
"I don't know man, I don't judge by appearance."
"Yeah me niether." the lion gulped down half his beer and belched." My names Lucas by the way." He held out a swaying paw.
"The names Arthazon, but you can just call me Slick." the two furs shook heartily and Arthazon odered another whiskey.
Lucas took anoher gulp and continued," God did you see his gut? Man what a fatty. Its disgusting!" He gulped the rest of his beer and ordered another,"It should be a crime to be that fat. I mean, look at me!" he lifted his blue t-shirt to reveal perfect abs.
Arthazon gave Shiela the high sign and said, "Allow me to treat you to another beer. The house brew is excellent." Shiela brought out a pint of the house lager and the lion enthusiastically drained it in one gulp. "Another, Shiela!" the wolf shouted cheerfully.
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Throughout the evening Lucas drank several more "house brews" while Arthazon chatted about trivial things. As he learned more about the lion, the less he liked where this young fur was going. The feline was apparently a cruel judgemental bully with a specific hate for the obese. A plan formed in the canines cunning mind and as more furs left, the drunker his victim, oh-- er..... new friend, became.
After the last fur left and Shiela was cleaning up, Arthazon asked Lucas, "So Lucas, if you're from out of town, you have no place to spend the night?"
"Yeah. Thasright." Lucas slurred. "I dunno what imgonna do."
"Well! I own the back room here. Its really like an apartment you know. You could stay there if you'd like."
"Say, your a shwell guy, ya know?" The lion practically fell off the stool and the wolf grabbed him to steady him.
Arthazon steered the young feline towards the back. They went through a door into a pitch blac room of indeterminate size. The wolf left his charge for a moment."Cover your eyes or the lightsll blind you." he called out
The lion covered his eyes and Arthazon turned on the lights. Then, swift as an arrow, the wolf grabbed his arms, cuffed his paws together and blindfolded him. "What the fuck?!" Lucas shouted and struggled, "What the fuck is going on here?!"
The wolf laughed and knocked the lion to his knees. "You sit at my bar, you insult my employees, and you guzzle pints and pints of my special lager. Tonight you will learn exactly what your judgements get you." the wolfs voice was condemning and mocking, "You have a problem with fags and fatties, eh? Well, we'll see how you feel once you join the ranks of both.
Lucas was grabbed roughly by many paws and thrown down on his stomach. His clothes were stripped off, revealing his muscular sculpted body. "Whoof! You probably worked hard your whole life for that body, am I right? Well, no matter, soon you'll have a new body, but I have a suspiscion you're going to like your new one even better." The wolf put a strange ball gag in the felines mouth and removed the blindfold.
Looking around, Lucas blinked in the sudden light. He was strapped with his paws held above him hooked to the ceiling and his feet spread and chained to the floor. A hose led from the ceiling to near his face. He looked at it in confusion, then his captor walked around in front of him.
The sight of the wolf was distacting to say the least. Tall and perfectly muscled, the canine had removed his clothing except for a pair of black silk boxer shorts that did nothing to hide his erection. Even the yong "hetero" had to stare. Arthazon noticed the lions growing arousal and smiled, he came forward and cruelly twisted the leos right nipple.
Letting out a squeal of pain, the young lion could'nt help but become even more aroused. The wolf paced around his prey and gave him a pinch here and a smack there, slowly bringing Lucas closer and closer to his peak. Suddenly he stopped and smiled. "Well I can see that you're enjoying this,but wait, I'm a male! Does this mean you're a fucking faggot?"
Lucas moaned through th gag. He could'nt help it. Seeing the other fur exerting such control ove him just blew him away. Arthazon walked around front, reached up, and grabbed the hose.
"That special lager you were drinking has some curious properties you know," the wolf said,"I have, you see, a particular fetish. I love to watch furs get fat. The fatter the better., and if I get to watch it happen, well, thats the best of all. Theres an enzyme in that brew that make every bit of food that you ingest turn almost instantly to fat. Once your stomach is full it begins. The fat literally piles on, and its pretty fast too, about ten pounds every minute. Now, this hose is going to feed you." The lions eyes were wide and unbelieving. He did'nt want to be fat, how could this be happening?
Arthazon attatched the hose to the gag and smiled." Now I'm going to watch you get fat, and I'm going to fuck you while it happens, and the best part is, you're going to enjoy it even more than I am." The wolf turned on the hose and stepped back. "Your stomach will fill to capacity in about a minute and a half, then the weight will start to show."
The lion looked up at the wall and saw himself tied up on a tv screen. He could taste the stuff going down his throat and it was delicious, sweet and almondy, like marzipan. He gazed hungrily at his beautiful body on the screen, now understanding that he would never see it again. A tear leaked down his cheek, and Arthazon was there suddenly.
"Lucas, Lucas. Don't think of it as an ending, see it as a new beginning, a new life. You will see the beauty soon enough." He kissed his victim tenderly on the cheek and stepped back.
All of a sudden, Lucas noticed he was feeling very full. He even noticed his stomach bloating from being so full. Watching the television the first thing he noticed was his stomach shrinking a bit, then it began to sag in a softer kind of bulge. The fat began accumulating in his gut and face, his cheeks puffing a bit and his chin starting to double. His gut started to sag down, growing closer to his thighs and cock. Next his pecs softened, the nipples starting to grow. His arms and thighs followed suit, bulging, softening, nothing taught or swollen, just soft and growing. His hips widened until they were positively womanly. The final thing to start to grow was his ass, but that was the best transformation of all, it grew out, not sagging down, but forming a shelf behind him, beginning to swallow the poor lions tail.
While all this was happening Arthazon was circling Lucas, watching and getting harder and harder. As the lions ass widened he came in close and stroked the golden fur. As the weight piled on the lion was getting more and more aroused. At three hundred ponds the wolf came up behind his prey and removed his boxers, revealing his enormous dick. Two feet long and as big around as a two liter, the wolf lined up and warned Lucas.
"Allright Lucas, if you're going to tell me not to now is the time." the wolf waited, but there was no sound from Lucas. "Okay." Arthazon replied, and, without preamble, shoved it in.
Lucas' eyes widened in shock and pain. The wolf was pounding away with all his might, he did'nt bother to be gentle, he was trying to teach a lesson. As the wolf pounded, the lion became used to the feeling, when, suddenly, he was jolted with a feeling of intense pleasure. If he had'nt been gagged he would have cried out in ecstasy. Arthazon smiled and sped up, now that he had found the lions prostate he hit it with full force.
Suddenly the lion came with such force that he was left feeling drained. Arthazon came shortly after, filling the now willing vessel with his seed.
The wolf let the lion slump to the floor. Lucas had to weight at least five hundred pounds by now, pure fat. "Don't worry Lucas," Arthazon said, "I have a place where you can stay indefinitely. There other furs there, like you. Fat faggots, if you please."
Lucas looked sheepishly at the wolf." I feel so foolish about all those things I said now." He said." I was wrong."
"And you will continue to be punished once a day for week." Lucas was assisted onto a chair by several other strong young furs. A large muscular buck came forward and gave him a pint of the house special. "This is your feeder, Brian. He will punish you if you dont eat enough. Do as he says, or don't. Its up to you. I'll be seeing you around, take care."
With that the wolf left, another fur made fat and happy. His back room was beginning to fill up. Soon he would need another place to put his...... friends. He walked down the alley singing once again.
"People stop and stare, they don't bother me, for theres no where else on earth that I would rather be. Let the time go by! I don't care if I can be here on the street where you live!"