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Erin groaned, Still in bed on a Saturday in the late afternoon. He'd eventually have to actually start the day since he had been invited to a frat party in the evening around 6 pm since classes were out for the weekend. Still naked and bare behind his blanket, he brought an arm up with an electronic watch attached to his wrist, looking at it and immediately giving another groan, seeing that it was 3:56 pm.

He had a few text messages here and there, but he'd have to look at them later. The wolf rubbed his eyes and stretched, finally sitting up and grabbing the blanket before throwing it off to the side of the bed, allowing his naked glory to be exposed to the air, he was just glad he didn't have to deal with morning wood.

Finally letting his feet hit the floor, he grunted deeply when he stood up and gave a BIIIIG stretch, arms high up in the air and body trembling as it finally got all of those tense muscles that were dormant just a few moments ago a good, thorough stretch. A heavy sigh came after as the wolf finally walked to the door, but not before having his eyes caught by the full-body mirror that was merely a few feet to the left facing him, up against the wall across from the door.

He grinned a little and figured why not, it wouldn't be bad to give a little flex...

He walked up to it a little closer, inspecting himself. A gym freak, all in all, hasn't missed or skipped a day in years. A palm brushed over some stubble on his chin, he didn't like growing a full beard, so he shaved it often, but not completely, giving himself a nice, slightly hairy edge to his look, his hair was messy, a palm fluffing through it some and smoothing it back, enough so to do the trick, but what else really caught his eye, was the bulk of his bodybuilder form, Huge heaving pecs that jutted out from his abdomen, overhanging enough to cast a shadow on his upper abs.

Washboard abs that transitioned into a happy trail of crotch fur that led down to a pristine, healthy, and thick shaft that seemed just as big if not bigger than the average man's forearm and hung down to his knees while flaccid. Huge nuts the size of watermelons, Thighs that could bend steel, surging with power and bulk when he gave them a flex, beautiful curvature of muscles leading down to those mighty, powerful calves and near oversized, beefy feet. Looking at them, he wondered how he even found shoes that could fit sometimes. He shrugged and after giving himself a full body look over, gave a double-armed flex in the mirror.

Afterward turning around and looking back to get a good view of his broad, doughy ass. Thick, titanic glutes that were still jiggling from the shift and seemed like they were almost too big to fit on the canine's backside, enough weight to even sag some and crease over his thighs from all of the mass bringing those roundly shaped globes downward due to gravity. along with that strong, tense lower back, monstrous lats, and upper back muscles, Combined to make an absolutely gorgeous hunk of sweaty muscle.

A noticeable, glossy sheen was on the wolf's body, from the amount of sweat the canine had while sleeping. It made Erin observe the abundant beads of sweat crawling down his form, Eliciting a disappointed groan.

Dealing with constant sweating was definitely a pain he could do without, having to constantly clean up gym equipment more thoroughly than the average man.

Another reason he goes to bed naked, at least that way he doesn't soak his clothes as well as the sheets throughout an entire night.

Though a sigh came from the wolf, due to realizing he would have to take a bath since he didn't want to show up to the frat party all musky, he tried to be decent sometimes... he's not perfect.

'Alright, enough checking yourself out' - the canine thought to himself, finally shaking himself off some and heading towards the door, opening it and starting to head towards the living room down a staircase.

One would think with the canine so shamelessly heading into the living room naked he had the house all to himself, right? Not at all.

"Oh, you're finally awake dude."

A look off into the direction of the voice, and Erin gave a quick smile to its owner.

A monkey, 6 feet tall, dark green colored fur with auburn eyes casually waved to the wolf while on a couch, A brief glance and a smile before going back to his phone, tapping away at what appeared to Erin to be some mobile game.

His expression even with the wolf butt-naked didn't change, a simple, friendly smile was all that was given. The primate was wearing a tank top and spandex shorts, his own set of muscles that were quite impressive on display to the wolf.

"Heeeeey Gabe! Thanks for letting me crash for the weekend." Erin strolled over, the distance between them was small, and upon getting closer, The primate had to look up at the towering wolf from the couch due to the height difference.

"No problem at all, Hope you slept well... something you need?" The monkey asked

"Yeeeeahhh, uhh, are my bathrobes still in the wash by chance...?" Erin asked.

The monkey rolled his eyes.

"No. You didn't even put them in the wash when you came over, you tossed them *on top* of it, went to your room, and passed out. I washed them, and they just finished their drying cycle a bit ago, they're right there." The monkey pointed to the couch holding a set of oversized but neatly folded silk bathrobes.

"Ahh, dude you're so the fuckin' champ, thank ya!"

"Sure, but you owe me 10$ bucks for each, you sweat a lot... And that scent is still making my head swirl.." The monkey grumbled. Which sounded like a complaint, but in the corner of Erin's eye, he saw a slight tent inside of Gabe's shorts.

Grinning like a dumbass, Erin grabbed Gabe's right knee and tugged at it to expose the tent. "Made yer head swirl, huh?" Finger points right at the monkey's crotch.

The simian's cheeks went beet red, and he swiftly pushed the palm off, clamped his legs shut and grumbled again. "S-shut up and go get your robes!"

The wolf gave a hearty laugh and put his hands up in defense.

"Alright, alright! And make it 15$! Promise it won't happen again. Now, Just need to take a shower, get something in my belly and I'm good for the frat party!"

Erin grabbed the bathrobes and hugged them to his torso, the plush, soft material warming up his torso and making him squeeze even harder! He began to walk off to the bathroom, his primate friend muttering something under his breath and going back to playing his minigame.

After closing the restroom door, the wolf grabbed a towel from the bathroom closet and started running hot water in the shower. Already naked, he simply hopped in and grabbed a fresh bar of soap, starting to rub it over all of his dense, bulky muscles, soaping up his massive form, eventually finishing after a solid twenty minutes, which also took the entire bar of soap to reach every part of his body.

The canine finally rinsed off, taking another 10 minutes to do so and finally hopping out of the shower, loosely drying himself off, at least the parts he could reach... and throwing on his bathrobe, tying it as securely as possible, the wolf started his dental hygiene as well, Or at least, he was trying to.

Suddenly, a sharp pain plagued the wolf's entire body, forcing a loud grunt. For a few moments, his head swirled, eyes lost focus and a look in the mirror made several after images of the wolf appear. Dizzy, he stumbled back but caught himself on one foot.

Since it was only a moment of shock, he attempted to continue his plans, before feeling another surge of pain, this one not as harsh, but more lengthy. He shouted, wincing, eyebrows furrowed. Along came that same head-swirling feeling, the world felt like it was tipping over, as did he, crashing onto the bathroom floor.

In an attempt to stop his stomach from turning at the constant swaying and rocking of his blurry vision, he closed his eyes shut.

However, what would usually be a dark, blank space behind his closed eyelids was instead the sudden scenery of an endless expanse of... sand? The wolf questioned what he saw, but blue and purple eyes did their best to look ahead and focus on the one figure they could land upon that stood out from the background, a silhouette that seemed completely dark. Until it opened its eyes and back stared yellow, brightly glowing irises.

"Finally. You respond."

*Thump thump thump* The wolf snapped back to reality before he could even question whatever the hell he just saw or heard, Breathing heavily, cold sweat dripping down his form.

"Hey bro... Are you alright in there?" a concerned Gabe asked.

Erin was nearly dazed, finding it hard to respond for a moment.

"A-ah... Y-yeah! I'm alright, sorry, I just slipped..."

The wolf didn't know what the fuck that was, how much did he drink yesterday?

He shook his head and simply re-balanced and got up off his ass. Taking a few minutes to recollect himself as he placed his palms on the sink counter and leaned onto it to keep himself held up, splashing some water on his face, shaking his head, and toweling his muzzle off to dry, before finishing his hygiene and exiting the restroom, slightly dizzy, his stomps seeming stuttery and shaky.

"Uhh, are you sure you want to go to that frat party today dude? Maybe stay here and get some rest? You didn't get back yesterday until like 4 am, and I can just... go by myself..." The simian asked the huge blue wolf.

"Bro, are you kidding'? I'm not missing a frat party I'm invited to... Imagine what the guys would think!" Erin exclaimed.

"Uhh, I'm sure people wouldn't fault you for missing one... I was just worried since you seem a bit off, and those sudden sounds were worrying!"

"Gabe... you're not my boss or my parents! I'll be fine. I get ya care about me but c'mon. Ain't gotta be like that."

"Alright, alright. You're an adult. Well, at least eat something before we go, maybe lightheaded? I did make breakfast for you, but it kind of got cold over the afternoon though. I'll go ahead and warm up the car, call me if you need something, alright?"

Erin nodded and gave a thumbs up to the primate. Gabe left out of the door to which Erin let go of a heavy breath and took a moment, before heading to the kitchen and warming up the breakfast the monkey told him about.

After scarfing it down and checking if everything was good with his outfit, the canine headed out the door, Wearing a casual outfit today, a white tank top, leather jacket, and ill-fitting blue jeans.

The wolf sighed, thinking about what he saw earlier and just... putting it off on having had too much to drink or something. Eventually, the wolf got inside the driver's seat of his new truck, buckled in and reversed out of the parking space near his friend's house.

After a drive where the two casually talked - Helping Erin to get his mind off things- The duo finally arrived at the frat party, held by a dear friend at his parent's house for the evening.

Coming in, a bulky, brown draft horse hugged the two separately as soon as he saw them. One hug to the canine, with the draft horse's head only coming up to the wolf's broad chest, And another to the green simian who embraced him with a pleasant rumble, face falling against his warm arbs, lingering for more than a moment or two. Arms wrapping around the equine's midsection and squeezing before letting go.

"Heyoooooo, It's nice to see you bros! We uhh, might have started the party a little early, it was Dane's idea though, promise! Oh! And you guys didn't miss much so you're good."

"Good. Cause I wasn't planning on missing even a single second! And I'm gonna have a word with that Dane. Being an early bird isn't always a good thing!" Erin exclaimed.

"Well, it's not like we're gonna end the party any earlier, bruh!" The draft horse replied, bringing a bulky arm around the duo's neck and guiding them further inside the house.

"Uhh, your parents are fine with it **this** time, right?" spoke the monkey with slight concern in his voice.

"Ummm... They said uhh, as long as it wasn't past... cough... 12am- But it's fine! They're away for the weekend so I just had to invite all of my dudes over, Man-only party, it's gonna be fuckin' awesome! Sausage fest to the max!" the horse said, fully planning to go well past 12 am for the party.

Gabe rolled his eyes at the equine's response and sighed.

"As long as they don't come back early like that one time, that was awkward hearing them scold you, and an even longer drive having to drop off all of the already drunk dudes. Ughh." Gabe spoke.

"Speaking of bro, there's no way you drank THAT much, are THAT much smaller, and have such a high tolerance, I've literally never seen you more than tipsy. And I'm STILL trying to get you to that point, don't try to convince me it's not there..." Erin suddenly butts in. He was happy to know he could always rely on the monkey to be the designated driver, but he still had to have his limit!

"I... just have a high tolerance okay, It's not really my kinda thing to drink a lot anyways, I just want to catch up with folk, maybe have casual sex... that kind of stuff. Besides, Someone has to be the adult here and take care of *you* idiots sometimes... So honestly, it's like I really can't have fun or there will be no adults to revert disaster!" the monkey exclaimed at the end.

Erin shrugged, he did have a point... After a few more moments, The two finally were brought into the main living room by the large horse. Quite a grandiose and wide expanse with tables having games, drinks, and food.

A door in the corner across the room had the label 'stripper room' on it, which Erin guessed was most likely just the guest room turned 'spicy' for the night.

Gabe, at the sight of a friend, Deftly slipped out of the horse's arms, shouting out excitedly something that was incoherent, to which the horse gasped and grunted out something to try and catch his attention.

"Bah, nevermind..." Erin chuckled at the horse giving up, and they both went off together for introductions and to catch up with several people at the party. Everything was fun and games!

Erin had a great time, drinking, and smoking, not enough to get messed up just yet, Though the canine definitely had a plan to, in the middle of a drink, a nauseating lump in the pit of his stomach made him feel sick, making him stop abruptly and run away from the massive party, some who visually caught him, specifically Gabe, the horse, and a few others, seemed concerned at the unusual behavior.

Heavy footfalls echoed out from the wolf, that nauseating lump in his stomach only grew and grew, his eyes fixated on the restroom door ahead of him, closing the distance before entering it in a rush and closing it shut behind him.

He just had to vomit and he would feel better.

Instead, Erin's body surged with pain, this time stronger... he gasped and clenched his muscles, shuddering while every muscle and nerve inside his body ached and pounded, especially his head. Immediately falling to his knees, his head tilted upwards and his eyes fluttered a different color, turning his vision slowly from the walls of the bathroom to the skies of a brightly lit desert.

The surging tension inside of his muscles made it hard to control his body, but he was able to lower his head to look in front of him, to see flashing visions of that same silhouette from before... the figure looking off into the distance.

Suddenly, with a blink, Erin's view changed and he saw the rather large shadow standing just in front of a throne. This shadow, before them and underneath their towering balcony was a mass of people, all different species, chanting some inaudible word, pumping their fists in the air, seemingly cheering for the figure.

Erin, confused. Asked himself, who was this shadow? He shivered and shuddered, clenching his eyes once again, another surge of pain that at this point seemed not to be too persistent, but coming and going, though a headache began to form.

Though this time he was snapped back to reality, looking around in a cold sweat, seeing himself in the bathroom from before, distantly hearing the music of the party echo off from far away. He breathed heavily, trying to get up before falling once more from another pain.

"Shit!" Erin exclaimed. This pain wasn't as sharp... moreso dull, heavy, obnoxious throbs across his body, tensing up all of his muscles at the same time, the sensation quite literally making his body numb as he dropped to the floor unconscious.

After a few moments, his eyes opened, and he raised his head to look ahead of him at a seemingly towering figure. A few feet from him, his eyes stared at their huge, bulky feet before moving upwards across an expanse of blue muscle, wide hips, and girthy, gigantic, meaty pecs. It all looked too familiar... A glance up from that now clear, blue form allowed him to see a wolf's face. Believing it to be him from such a similar size, shape and overall look.

There were some changes, slight but still convincing Erin the man in front of him could be nothing other than an exact twin of his own body, form, and face. The most notable changes being their outfit, as well as there being a slight difference in height and some odd tattoos that covered their body. Gold, flowing, silky tattoos stretched along different parts of their broad muscle, along with bandages that poorly wrapped around their wide hips in an attempt to cover up their crotch. The same eyes, same hair, except placed neatly in a ponytail...

Erin had so many questions, but could only tilt his head, still exhausted and in slight aftershock and pain.

"Perhaps you will finally hear me. Come. Return to me, so I may enlighten you. It is-"

*THUMP THUMP THUMP* "ERIN!!! You good in there bro?"

Erin's snapback to reality was just as harsh as entering that peculiar space, eyes opening wide at the sounds. The wolf, eyebrows furrowed, thoughts in disarray, and drenched in sweat now, heard more knocks and more concerned calls of his name.

He groaned and got up, shaky feet struggling to hold up the canine, Turning to open the bathroom door to a concerned draft horse, and Gabe with arms crossed and a suspicious squint on his face.

"Hey, hey... Y-yeeeeahhhh I'm fine! I just uhh..."

"Cut with the bullshit. What's wrong? You're sweating fucking bullets, was it something you ate or drank?" Gabe suddenly cut in.

Being Erin's roommate had advantages to knowing how he was, and the primate had enough, being as concerned as he was by this weird behavior. Erin sighed and wiped his forehead of sweat, Gabe did care. Erin couldn't deny that, so he fessed up.

"Ugh... I'm not even sure myself, You wouldn't believe it even if I did tell you!" Erin said

"Try me." Gabe spoke up again.

Trusting the draft horse enough as a close friend of his, Erin had started to confess.

"Ugh. The best way I can refer to it is- It feels like I'm having flashbacks, or memories or some shit, but they also come with a heavy headache and intense muscle spasms, It's just weird..." Erin tried his best to explain.

"Wha... flashbacks? Memories? Of what? Childhood or?" Gabe questioned.

The wolf could only shake his head.

"Do you think you'll have to head out?" Drew asked.

The wolf sighed, eyebrows furrowed, shaking his head. "Nope, not at all. I'm still good to go."

"I don't think that's the best idea, C'mon Erin you should just get some more rest."

"No...! Fuck that, I want to stay-" Erin stubbornly exclaimed, before feeling a palm at the base of his chest.

He looked down, and there Gabe was, only millimeters away from the wolf's body, Ears slightly drooping, dilated pupils.

The simian spoke with a softer, smaller voice than normal. "Erin... please?"

The wolf's fists clenched, thinking about all of the friends he would have to miss because of this whole thing. Eventually, his fists relaxed back to open palms and he gave out a heavy, defeated sigh.

"Fine." Erin agreed.

Arms wrapped around the large wolf from the simian, An extended hug that Erin needed, if only to add some warmth to his body.

Erin, with only the energy to wrap a single arm around Gabe's upper back, rubbed it some, before Gabe pulled back, pausing for a moment and looking at the floor.

"I'll get the car, wait for me."

Gabe left, and the equine helped Erin by slinging his arm around the horse's strong shoulder, letting him lean on it to guide him out the backdoor, where the simian pulled up and parked the car beside the house.

"Just try and get some rest, alright? It'll clear up soon, I have faith." The draft horse gave a few firm pats to Erin's back.

Erin nodded to the encouragement before the big horse let him go. The wolf with some help from his roommate had walked over to the large truck and got in, movements sluggish and breathing heavy, eyes struggling to stay open, the wolf putting in strenuous effort to keep them open so as to not pass out.

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It was a quieter-than-usual ride home for the monkey, at least because of the lack of drunken chattering individuals. No words were exchanged, and eventually, the two made it back to his house, entering to which the monkey expressed concern, speaking up for the first time in a while since the party.

"Need help with your clothes or something? A massage to help you relax?" the primate offered.

The wolf grumbled a little, before nodding, walking with a slight stutter in his step. Gabe helped him up the stairs, he was as confused as the canine was, but imagined him being in a much worse spot being the one actually experiencing whatever 'flashbacks' he was talking about....

The monkey would have to help the wolf get rest and hope he can give more information later, he had no business prying now, he thought.

After reaching the guest bedroom, the monkey - who was surprisingly strong for his size - helped the canine out of shirt by standing on top of the bed to be sufficient enough height to pull it over Erin's head.

Poor wolf must've been exhausted - Gabe thought, The simian noticed a struggle helping the wolf out of his clothes due to sluggish and slow movements that made that heavy muscle strain the monkey's arms.

After removing the wolf's pants, Gabe spoke. "Alright, on your back big guy." The wolf followed with a soft groan, Erin with ease fell to the bed on his stomach with a grunt, immediately giving out a deep sigh, muscles practically sinking into the bed, a rumble and a shuffle of the wolf's muscles to settle into the soft sheets.

Gabe stretched his muscles, twisting and turning, thinking about the challenge up ahead. Deep breath in and he climbed the bed, legs on either side of Erin's exposed back and firm ass muscles. Two steady, firm, and heavy palms started to work on the wolf's massive expanse of blue muscle.

The simian pushed and slowly grinded the heel of those palms against the fur in different positions, Practically using his hands to iron out the parts he noticed gave the most resistance. Though he did not falter even after minutes of continuing this action, heavy focus and even beads of sweat formed on the monkey's forehead.

Gabe wondered if this big beast of a man was tempted to fall asleep, or if he was simply dormant and unmoving out of exhaustion from the day.

Lower back, middle and upper back were met with expert grinding of elbows, balled fists, and open palms from the primate. After some odd time had passed, eventually, Gabe let out a deep breath.

"Phew."

"Nngh, I think I'm good now. You can stop there." Erin spoke muffledly, face half-stuffed into his pillow.

"As long as you're sure you'll be able to get a good night's sleep." Gabe said. To which Erin nodded and let out a deep sigh of contentment.

Gabe smiled ear-to-ear, rubbing the wolf's still sweaty lower back some, hopping off the bed and feeling something straining in between his legs. A look down and a wet-spot along with a noticeable tent from his pants graced his eyes. To which he cleared his throat and swiftly turned his back to the wolf and rubbed the back of his head.

"A-alright. Sleep well E-Erin!" The simian rushed out, but closed the door behind him softly to not disturb the near-sleep wolf

Gabe's rapid steps echoed out from his sneakers, rushing down the staircase and wiping sweat from his forehead again, breathing heavily. The tent still hadn't gone away.

The monkey was in rejection of this circumstance, Since being Erin's friend, this happened on one too many occasions that he wasn't proud of, especially when it was while they were hanging out.

Gabe went into the kitchen, shuffling around in the fridge for something to eat, happening upon a sandwich he scarfed down in a few moments.

Afterward, he swept the kitchen floor, Cleaned the dishes, even went to his own personal bedroom not that far from the living room.

He kicked his shoes off, hopped inside his bed and growled with frustration as he spread his legs. "Fucckkk offffff." he grumbled under his breath through clenched teeth.

The tent still hadn't gone away.

He was tormented by the strain in his pants ever since he left the wolf laying down, Perhaps it was the scent of the sweat, or the intimate, constant touches of those broad muscles.

Gabe did his best to ignore, to push it off, but to no avail. With a deep breath, he opened his nightstand drawer beside his bed and shuffled inside of it, cheeks flushing red, He felt like such a pervert for this.

A palm grasped onto a broad piece of cloth, and with a pull, out came his arm and hand carrying what seemed to be an incredibly large jockstrap.

It didn't belong to him.

The monkey remembered when washing Erin's bathrobes, that he had clumsily left one or two jockstraps inside of the pile of clothes, and Gabe couldn't help but save one of them without washing it.

With a near painful throb inside of his shorts just at the idea of having such a powerful vessel of the wolf's scent in his palms, Gabe brought the pocket of that stained cloth to his sensitive nostrils and took a deep whiff before briefly pulling it away.

A loud whimper echoed out, And the monkey's legs quivered, toes curling and eyes slamming shut.

His body shuddered uncontrollably, Nostrils picking up the thick, earthy, heavy wood-like scent from the crotch of that jockstrap.

He had no choice. Gabe brought a separate, shaky palm down to those shorts, hooking into them along with the waistband of the briefs underneath and slipped them down to his knees.

A throbbing shaft, hard as steel flung out, even slinging some pre onto the simian's face, which made him give out a grunt. Body still quivering, that scent staining the monkey's nostrils, making his head whirl.

A sweaty arm carrying a near-limp palm to grip the base of that shaft, while taking another harsh sniff into the pit of the jockstrap in his other hand. Eyebrows furrowed, a weak groan coming from the primate.

The scent caused that shaft to throb, pulse, and ache warmly inside of the vice-grip of that hand, eliciting another whimper from Gabe and making him throw his head back against his pillow, Breathing heavily, Tense body shivering in delight.

Body drenched in sweat, warmth covering his entire form, aching length straining and leaking pre, a vice-grip around his shaft, and a quivering body combined with a sensitive, twitching nose, Gabe could only think one thing.

He could stay up for a few more hours.