High School Transformation: Ch 7-2 Charlie and Mark
#10 of HST: Freshman year
Warning: 18+ naughty stuff.
Mark stood there, looking at this creature sniffing at the yellow lockers in the locker room. "Who...er... what are you?" The skunk boy inhaled one last time at the dirty jock underwear before taking two slinking steps towards the five foot eight wrestler. The stink of other men covered him. "Mm...you smell so good!" Mark gasped as the thing somehow grabbed him so fast; it buried its nose in his crotch, struggling with the zipper of his jeans. "Hey hey hey!" Harshly he pushed the male to his back, causing his ankles to tuck over his head before a purple cloud sprayed from his tail hole towards Mark's face.
The boy squeaked as the stuff entered his nose and mouth, his spine shivering from top to bottom as he felt a heavy pressure in his ass. With a loud moan, he thrust his hips back as a long pink appendage snuck its way over the rim of his jeans. "Oh...that smelled so good." Dropping to all fours, Mark washed his face in the pads of Charlie's foot-paws, running his nose along the thick curves. Charlie only giggled as it slightly tickled, throwing his head back to get the white hair out of his eyes. When he felt the moment, the skunk sat up on the nearby wooden seat, which smelled particularly of a certain donkey. Using the foot-paw Mark wasn't worshipping, the skunk boy ran the pads along the changing human's crotch, watching as his hair fell out, replaced with a very thin, spiky rodent pelt.
Stopping for just a second, Mark clenched his eyes as his face contorted before a cute mouse nose popped into place. The scent coming off the skunk was just addicting as his senses jumped. "Charlie, right?" The skunk only nodded as he pressed his clawed foot-paws firmly against Marks face, almost pinching his nose between his big toe. "Will you....will you sit on my face?" Mark's voice went from a decently masculine tone to a squeaky raspy, girly tone. Panting, the mouse boy's ears twisted and curved into big flaps as he got excited as the skunk guided him to his back and rubbed his crotch and ass back and forth along his face. It was clean, but it was a dirty clean, and Mark ran his little tongue greedily in the buildup of sweat between Charlie's pink pucker. It was exciting him so much his toes curled and pearly white nails and paw pads pushed out against his low tops.
The mouse stopped his worship as Charlie held his uncut, silk black cock over the mousie's mouth. Greedily he swallowed the seven inch shaft all the way to his thick crotch fur, getting drunk from the smell of sweat that lingered there. Mark didn't pull off, he let his tongue and the muscles in his throat milk the black tool as the stink fills his nostrils. "Mm, your mouth is so warm!" Pearly white paw pads reached up to stroke at the skunk's jet black nut sac as it churned from the treatment his cock was getting. Somehow Charlie was unbelievably close, probably the stink of the two driving him over the edge. Tugging on the mouse's hair, the skunk quickly replaced Mark's mouth with his paw, jerking rapidly as he panted, getting ready to shoot a load. Mark whimpered, "I want to get even dirtier!"
With ease the skunk pushed the mouse against the lockers and pulled down his pants, Mark's masculine figure becoming oh so femininely petite. With only a squeak of pain from the mouse, the skunk buried his cock deep into his stink mind slave, grabbing a hold of his tail as he thrust in and out hard, working him nice and deep. The mouse was a total virgin, rubbing his forehead against the lockers to dull out the burning sensation in his ass. "It hurts!" The skunk didn't listen, he was too close. With one loud slurp, he dug deep, grinding into Mark's ass as he dumped a load. Charlie shoved his black padded fingers into Mark's mouth to drown the whimpers of pain. "Ungh, yeah!" Quickly pulling out, Charlie fell to his knees, only to watch with admiration as Mark's pink butthole jumped and clenched before a stream of his load slid down the mouse's butt crack.
What Charlie didn't know as he munched on the dripping cream pie, was that there was a team of stallions and bulls snickering at him as they stroked and watched him enjoy his mid day snack.
End.