Meet Silo
Short Story/Later coming chapter of Winter Break
'Another day...'thought Dukie lying in his bed staring up at the ceiling, 'I hate Monday's.'
The alarm next to his bed blared, scaring him to his feet, the fur on his back sticking up.
"Damnit! I hate that thing." He smashed in the 'sleep' button.
'May as well get dressed.' He headed over to his closet and slid open the door, immediately before being buried underneath a mini-mountain of clothing, heavy enough to push him to the ground. Then... He woke up.
"Ahh!" He shot up, sweating, "That was horrible! And stupid. I don't wear clothes... I have fur! Why am I screaming to myself?!"
Dukie got out of bed, his fur slightly matted and tangled, stuck together with sweat. 'I need to take a shower.' He stepped out of his room and toward the restroom. As he knelt by the bathtub, he turned on the water and waited for it to seem warm. When it finally got up to temperature, he flipped his switch to send it to the shower head, and got to his feet. When he stepped in to the water, he felt a shock go through his system, making him jump out of the tub, and land, almost slipping, on the tile floor. "What the f--... Hell?!?!" He yelped still in shock. 'What was that about?' He regained his composure and felt the water with his hand, with no reaction. He slowly stepped into the water, still with no reaction. Thinking nothing of what had happened before, he continued his shower normally. Once he was finished, he stepped into his living room to Farran sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Oh, hey sexy." He said to his pajama wearing mate.
"Hey." Farran replied with a wink, noticing Dukie's sheath revealing his puppyhood, "Getting a little excited there?"
Dukie looked down and covered himself, "Oh..." he blushed, "Well, you know what your pj's do to me." He waited for his member to soften, but it only got harder, as it did, he felt something poke his hand. He looked and saw a spine half-way up his shaft. He was shocked, so he covered himself once more and focused hard enough to soften himself. Once his member was in his sheath, he relaxed and sat with with mate, curling up to him, and giving him a quick kiss on the lips. As the kiss was broken, his eyes locked with Farran's, who spoke,
"So, what was that about?"
Dukie blushed and replied, "It was nothing."
"Alright." Farran went back to watching TV, but Dukie was too wrapped in thought.
'Okay, what's going on, Duke? What's wr--' he stopped mid-thought, 'Could it be? No... No way. It couldn't... Could it?' Memories of lives past flooded his mind.
Suddenly, he woke up to a dark room. He looked up, and saw his love sleeping, snoring softly, which made him smile.
He stared around the room for a bit and decided to try going back to sleep. He rested his head on Farran's lap, and closed his eyes. After relaxing for a bit, he heard a much louder, snore-like sound. He thought it was Farran, but after listening more closely, he realized it was himself. He opened his eyes and realized he was purring!
'What in the world?' he focused on the noise, and tried to make it stop, but couldn't. He sat up slowly, and with that, it stopped.
'Alright something's not right here. I need to find out what's going on.'
To Be Continued...