Blind as a Bat
Blind as a Bat Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Panzermaus
The sky rumbled with the deep growl of thunder and the thick banks of clouds drenched with orange light from the city below flashed with immense power of its own. The hot and muggy weather that had been trapped in the city for two weeks was at last being challenged by something cooler, something more refreshing. Alex couldn't wait for the cooler weather to come, though quite literally. He moved along the streets, trying not to be late for a party while trying not to sweat through his shirt at the same time. The weather was quite horrific, but with luck the storm would bring that all to an end.
Alex stepped over a puddle that had collected around a clogged storm drain and moved onto the next block, the tall brick buildings stretching up above him, metal fire escapes clinging around their edges like the ribs of some giant beast. Some of the buildings were store fronts on the ground level but all of them held apartments above. Alex stepped off of the main street and trotted up the cement steps to the landing outside one of the buildings, reaching to press the apartment buzzer. In the delay, Alex caught a sight of his reflection in the glass of the door. He had an average build, hazel eyes, dark brown hair. He wasn't bad looking by any definition, though he wasn't all that exotic either... at least on the surface. He was a loyal guy, a smart guy, and a good friend in whatever way he could be. That was his strength and why people loved him. The door buzzed and unlocked and Alex moved out of the orange street light and into the yellow stairwell, the seventies wallpaper kept in surprisingly good condition by the landlord. He moved up the steps and around, approaching the loft apartment his friend Legacy had.
It was a transitional time of life for his friends... Some were finishing up college, others were moving out on their own. For most the loft apartments seemed the most appealing with so much space and a great view... the one thing it lacked was a lot of walls, but walls only got in the way of a good party. As Alex got to the top floor he heard the party, the thumping beats of bass music radiating through the door and down the hall. He was glad that Legacy didn't have any neighbors around him.
Alex knocked on the door once to no avail before trying to knock even harder. After a few moments the music turned down a little before the door eased open revealing Alex's good friend. Legacy was tall, muscled but not overly large. His black hair was tugged back into a ponytail and his skin was a rich caramel color with russet undertones, a credit to his native American heritage. Legacy leaned forward and hugged Alex, giving his back a few strong pats.
"Good of you to make it, I was worried you weren't going to be on time." Legacy smirked. Alex shrugged a bit in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I had a few things to take care of and then I tired to outthink the storm." Alex said. Legacy smirked.
"If you want we can try a rain dance later." Legacy said, often enjoying using the stereotypes he heard as jokes to lighten the mood.
"I think I'll stick to the food and drink." Alex smirked, moving into the apartment. Legacy walked with Alex until they passed the couch where several people were chatting, two playing video games. He veered off to make conversation with some of the other guests as Alex passed the kitchenette and the living area. The hot and muggy air hadn't left him at the door, it filled the apartment and he needed some air. Spotting one of the many old windows that lined two walls of the loft, Alex moved across the party to where the crowds were thinner, intent on opening the window. As he reached for it, he stopped suddenly. His heart was racing as if he'd been startled, he felt like adrenaline was coursing through his body... but there hadn't been anything to scare him, nothing at all.
Alex looked around in confusion to try and figure out what had caused the strange panic attack before he realized someone else was standing next to him. Alex's eyes moved up and down over the figure, studying his features. He seemed to be a bit of a goth with feathered jet black hair and red contacts in his eyes. His ears were pierced with gold colored studs, just as his tongue was. His bottom lip was pierced on either side with gold snake bite piercings. A black wife beater clung to his chest, the fabric distended over his nipples as if to indicate piercings there as well. Hanging from the goth's chin was a small pointed tuft of black hair, just as dark black as the hair on his head.
Without realizing it, Alex had been gazing into those red eyes for some time... as if they were friendly, a comfort, and old friend. A sudden chill breeze disrupted Alex's thoughts. Alex spun around and looked at the window. It was already open, the curtains fluttering. Had he had time to open it? Surely, he must have... Yes, he did... he opened the window... and then he had been startled by nothing, but this man was there... the man he was being rude to. Alex turned around to face him again, cracking an embarrassed grin.
"I'm sorry, where are my manners... I'm Alex." He said, extending his hand. The goth reached out and took Alex's hand in his, giving it a squeeze. The rings on the man's fingers were warm with body heat, something that stuck out to Alex.
"I'm Vincent, though most people call me Vince. It's nice to meet you Alex." Vince smiled, his canine teeth looking abnormally long. Alex couldn't help but gaze at them before he snapped out of it, looking back into those red eyes.
"Nice to meet you." He said softly, feeling almost as if he'd met Vince before, somewhere... but that couldn't have been it, he would have remembered.
"How are you enjoying the party? Have you had anything to drink?" Vince asked. Alex shook his head. Vince strode over, black boots crossing the floor quickly, chains and straps dangling from his baggy pants. He moved into the kitchenette, pulling out some liquor and another bottle, pouring it n. The second seemed to be milky, turning the liquor almost opaque. Alex moved over, looking almost dubious.
"What is that?" Alex asked in surprise. Vince smirked.
"Old family recipe. You've heard o Irish cream, it's sort of like that." Vince said, handing the cup to Alex before picking up his own. Alex was a bit hesitant, he wasn't a big drinker... but before he could say anything, he was surprised that the cup was already at his lips. He'd lifted it without thinking. The strong taste overwhelmed his tongue, but no more than any other alcohol. He sipped at it, getting used to the bite and the musk in the flavor. Despite his earlier hesitations, it was rather good. Alex lifted the glass and bowed his head to Vince in thanks. Vince merely smiled, gazing deep into Alex's eyes.
"Let's get this party started!" Legacy shouted from where he was, turning the music up and getting the tempo going. Alex knew it was going to be a long night.
***
It had been several hours but the hard thumping music of the party had given way to other music, slower music, then finally piano and instrumental songs from a streaming internet source. Many of the party goers had departed, the party thinning out as the night gave way to morning. Legacy himself had passed out in the tub and others littered the apartment. Alex lingered himself, feeling too drunk to go home. He stood at the fridge easing it open. His mouth had tasted salty all night, it had to be the chips or something... He wanted to wash the salt down but every time he went to go get himself some milk, he accidentally grabbed the bottle of cream that Vince had added to the drinks. He hoisted the bottle up and put it to his lips, the thick cream coursing into his mouth. Despite having been in the fridge, it seemed warm, thick, silky... and Alex didn't care. He guzzled it down before returning the bottle, glancing around.
Almost everyone was asleep, though a love seat had been pushed out of the living area over to the empty space looking over the windows. It looked really appealing, like the perfect place to crash for the night. Alex wandered over, trying to keep his balance before he realized Vince was sitting there, one long arm draped over the back of the couch. Alex smiled a bit bashfully, realizing his plan had been thwarted, at least his plan to spread out all by himself. Vince smiled, looking up at Alex.
"You look tired." Vince smiled, patting the seat, "Come on." He said. Alex smirked.
"Isn't that when you're supposed to say you don't bite?" He asked, turning to sit down onto the soft cushion.
"No promises." Vince smirked. Alex smiled at the joke, leaning back, his eyes sliding shut. He had expected to recline against some spongy polyester cotton blend couch, but instead it felt like smooth, soft leather... and Vince's arm was over his shoulder. It felt so right that Alex didn't fight it. He relaxed and slowly leaned onto Vince's shoulder, closing his eyes, passing out against the goth's shoulder. Vince smiled to himself, looking at his reflection... but it wasn't the reflection of the goth everyone else had seen, it was something far different... what he truly was.
While Vince ha the same piercings and clothes that the others had seen, he was far from average... he wasn't even human. The long arm over Alex's shoulder was long and lanky, covered in a brownish black fur, the fingers stretched out... and beneath the arm was a thick leathery wing, the skin stretched out and wrapped around Alex's back. Vince's other arm was much the same. The tip of his nose turned up and stretched into an almost horn like triangle of flesh. His ears were incredibly long and pointed, sticking up through the top of his feathered hair. While his face was covered in the same fur as his arms and the rest of his body, the fur on his chin was longer and darker, pointed into the same goatee all the others saw. Without his human disguise, Vince's eyes were truly red, without the aid of contacts. His mouth jutted forward just a bit, forming a blunted, small muzzle with his pointed nose. Two sharp fangs stuck out from his mouth, curving a bit. Vince smiled, gazing back out of the window to the silver clouds as they started turning brown, copper, green and yellow... al the rarest color of dawns that humans practically never were awake to see. It had been a fantastic night. It would be an even greater day.
***
Morning had risen and the storm clouds had parted, leaving bright brilliant blue skies to bathe the skyline in light. The party goers were a bit slower to rouse, but eventually Legacy started to stir. His long black hair had been undone, hanging around his shoulders and across his face. He grunted softly as he sat up, looking around. His eyes fell across the large bat that was sitting on his couch, but it was already too late. Vince had met eyes with the loft owner and stopped dead in his tracks, completely mesmerized. To enhance the effect, Vince's lips parted and he let out a melodic tone that lulled all the others that were sleeping and put Legacy even deeper under his spell.
"Now, just as before..." Vince said softly, "You won't see anything abnormal about me, I'll seem to be the same goth boy as before... Now, bring a glass to me, you're very thirsty again." Vince said. Legacy went into the kitchen to obey, obtaining a large glass. While he fetched the cup, Vince unzipped his pants and reached in to give his very large fuzzy black balls a squeeze before he withdrew his long, achingly hard shaft. He gave it a few strokes, feeling the thrill of having entranced an entire loft of people... they were blinder than bats, not even realizing he was in their midst. Legacy moved over, offering Vince his glass. The bat took the glass with his left hand and held it to the tip of his shaft and began stroking his cock back and forth, imagining all the things he could do to them.
His red eyes rolled into the back of his head for a moment before he moaned. Thick jets of white sperm sprayed into the glass, filling it up a third of the way. He offered the glass back to Legacy who promptly lifted it to his lips and sipped at it, getting a cup mustache before he licked it clean. He shuddered happily before wandering off to enjoy his glass of cum, letting in quench his hypnotically induced thirst, no doubt believing it to be more of the same cream beverage as the night before. Vince often wondered just how elaborate the fictions seemed in the minds of the humans he brainwashed, but the result was good enough for him.
Vince looked around at all the humans, trying to weigh out his options. It was very possible that he could keep them mesmerized, but such large groups were a risk. If one person woke up faster than he could brainwash them it would be risky... but he wasn't going to give up on it all. Vince turned, looking to where Alex was curled up in a sleeping ball. He leaned over, drawing his fingers along Alex's cheek softly. Alex stirred, murmuring before he yawned, eyes parting. The first thing they saw were Vince's hypnotic red eyes.
"Alex... We're going to have a lot of fun together... Friday night we have a date, my place... 82nd street, the apartment building with the gargoyles, room 606. You'll look forward to it all week... and there are several other things you're going to do for me too..." Vince whispered. He'd had all night to figure out all the hypnotic suggestions he would implant into the unassuming young man.
***
Alex moved along the street, his heart thumping in his chest a bit. It had been such a strange, wonderful week. His mind had been buzzing with anticipation for his date and he'd felt like he'd gone through a metamorphosis in his life... His taste in music had expanded, he was fascinated by the nature channel, even his taste in aesthetic was changing. For the first time in his life he'd bought some tight black jeans, and to his surprise they suited him really well. He'd also elected to try a bold new style for the date, a semi-transparent button up black shirt. His skin was barely visible through it, but it almost looked to be a play of the light and left most of his arms uncovered. He'd found a pair of studded black wristbands in a shop and they accentuated his hands, matching the studded belt loosely around his waist. It was so outside Alex's comfort zone that it both scared and exhilarated him.
Alex had gotten several looks on his walk to 82nd street, both good and bad... but the good more than made up for the bad. He had always been a bit unsteady when it came to compliments. They weren't foreign to him, he just wasn't really in need of ego boosting... but so much was changing, the looks and cat calls really meant something... He only hoped Vince would feel the same way. Alex came to a stop outside the old cement building, his breath shuddering. Those eyes, those brilliant red eyes. He could see them even now, in the center of his mind... reminding him what fun awaited. Alex gazed up at the building, at the stone gargoyles perched on the ledges around each floor.
It was a darker building than most, the cement absorbing light where the brick and glass buildings refracted it. It was also one of the few buildings in the neighborhood not to be locked to the street. Alex moved up the steps and into the building, pausing when inside to take in the architecture. The apartments were aligned around the four walls, the center of the building hollow. Black metal stairs ran up around the walls, evening out on the balconies, advancing from floor to floor almost like a squared off spiral. I the center was an old elevator, a thousand holes in the utilitarian metalwork where fingers should never be placed.
Debating his options for a long moment, Alex moved into the elevator and pressed the button for the sixth floor. The elevator hesitated and he realized he had to pull the grating down to form a sort of guard rail. With that done, the elevator began rising up. Despite seeming very 1920's in style, though far newer in reality, the paint scheme was unique. The outer walls of the apartments were a khaki cream color and the metalwork was black with traces of red and green, almost Asian inspired. It was an interesting sort of place, once Alex didn't have much trouble picturing Vince in. At the sixth floor Alex let himself out, closing the elevator behind him before he advanced toward the door, his heart thumping in anticipation.
Alex came to a stop, composed himself, and knocked on the door. He jumped softly as his body filled with adrenaline. He felt as if he'd been startled, but Vince was right there... those amazing red eyes... Had the door even opened? It had to. Alex shook off his confusion before sighing in delight. He looked into those red eyes for several more moments before they drifted to the piercings in the ears, the lip, the tongue... Vince was wearing a long dark brown leather jacket that hung around his shoulders, obscuring his body almost like some sort of cloak, though the edges moved with his arms. Alex wasn't sure what to say but Vince leaned in, their lips meeting. Alex melted into the kiss a bit, murmuring before they parted again. He inhaled slowly, looking back at Vince. The goth grinned, reaching to playfully rub Alex's chin.
"Come on, I've got everything set up." Vince said, leading Alex through the apartment. Alex followed, looking around. It had more walls than Legacy's loft apartment, almost all of which had some form of bookshelf holding old books. Thin cloth had been pinned to the ceiling with thumb tacks, sagging below the lights trapped beneath, casting warm reds and oranges across the apartment. All of the furniture seemed like well chosen leather, though there were a few things that stuck out to Alex a bit... Several end tables held polished stone and bits of decorative rock. The glint of metal was present as well, a number of chains hanging from things. Alex even thought he saw a collar on a shelf before they moved toward the back of the apartment.
Alex was so busy taking in the sights; he didn't see that the back corner of Vince's apartment provided a direct route out onto a part of the roof. Vince stepped up and over the low windowsill, moving out. Alex followed after, ducking under the window before straightening up. He turned to look at the roof before cooing in surprise. A mesh of white Christmas lights hung like a web between the corners of the building and the metal rungs running up the side of the miniature water tower that collected rain water. A thick blanket was strewn out beneath it and a wicker basket sat to one side.
"This is amazing, it really is like a fairy tale." He whispered. Vince grinned.
"I wanted it to be special in more ways than one." Vince said, moving over. He knelt down onto the blanket next to the basket, withdrawing two wine glasses, setting them to the side. Alex felt a shiver of delight and warmth spread over him, imagining Vince's red eyes again. He zoned out for some time but snapped himself back to the present, looking over to watch Vince. The goth boy withdrew a green bottle and uncorked it, pouring the red wine from within into the two glasses. It swirled around the edges with a fluidity that was most unique, unlike any wine he had seen before. Alex moved over, realizing he was being rude for standing so long. He settled down on the blanket, getting comfortable. Vince handed him one wine glass before raising the other.
"To the start of a long relationship. No matter what happens, you and I will always have a bond." Vince said. Alex brought his glass to Vince's before he lifted it, tipping it back just enough to sip. The red fluid rushed into his mouth and danced over his tongue. The flavor wasn't quite what he expected. It had a zing, a tang, almost a bit of alkali... but it was also fruity and carried a good scent like wine should. Vince watched Alex fill his mouth with the red fluid before he took a drink himself, letting it coarse over his tongue and teeth before drinking it down. His red eyes watched Alex drink, almost as if that mere act aroused him.
Alex swallowed, pausing before he went for another drink. Again, the same warm feeling moved through him, settling in his muscles and bones for a long moment before he shivered in delight. The red wine was one of the best things he had ever tasted. It was almost as if it gave him energy. He didn't even wait for a breath the third time. He tipped the glass back and let the red flow over his tongue and stain his teeth a bit as he gulped at it, realizing for the first time that it was actually a bit warm, a bit thicker than he had first perceived it, but that only made it all the better. It practically coated his throat, making it feel oh so right.
"That's good... Very good." Alex said, feeling more relaxed already. The stuff must have had a high alcohol content, though he felt great. His muscles felt strong, his stomach was feeling warm and happy... Vince grinned, loving to see the human so relaxed, so energized. He truly was the perfect subject. Vince moved over and straddled the human, wrapping his arms around Alex. Alex cooed, feeling the leathery jacket drape over his shoulders. He set his wine glass aside and looked up into Vince's eyes until Vince leaned in and their lips met. The two began kissing and rubbing, holding each other tight... but only Vince could see what was truly going on.
The fuzzy brownish black bat was rubbing and grinding against the human, his leathery wings wrapped around him. Their lips mingled, the bat's crook nose nuzzling Alex's cheek. Their tongues wrestled, Alex's slipping into Vince's, running over his sharp, curved fangs. Alex shivered in bliss as fuzzy arms moved against him and a very pronounced bulge was rubbing against his. Vince was enjoying it so much he was letting out soft squeaks of adorable delight, a far cry from the mysterious goth persona he often wore.
Their intimate kissing lasted for some time beneath the twinkling stars and blinking satellites whizzing overhead, but Vince couldn't hold back. He was too horny, too turned on. He broke the kiss and moved his short muzzle to Alex's neck, the fangs applying pressure to the skin before puncturing it. Vince sucked at the wound, tasting the hot blood before his saliva prompted the skin to heal back up, leaving barely two red marks. In his hypnotized stupor Alex likely didn't even realize that he had just had some of his blood consumed. Vince, however, was more energized than ever. He shuddered, nearly cumming from the flavor before he grabbed Alex's head, kissing him again for several moments before he broke the kiss and gazed into Alex's eyes.
"We're going to do something fun..." Vince whispered. Alex smiled as if he were drunk, nodding happily. Vince reached over and lifted a red cloth from the picnic basket, a long thin strip. He moved and brought it over Alex's eyes and around his head, taking careful care to tie it into a knot. Alex murmured softly, his cheeks red with a blush. Vincent's lips parted and he let out a melodic tone that began undoing most of his hypnotism. Alex relaxed, hearing the noises. The only hypnosis left was that Alex remembered Vince as the goth boy, not the bat.
Vince moved, his long fingers unbuttoning Alex's shirt before pulling it off of him, then working at the pants. Alex nearly gasped as he felt the cool evening air hit his skin, but his heart was pumping enough hot blood through his body to more than compensate. Vince got the button of the jeans undone and opened the fly, reaching to grope at the human's bulge. Alex moaned louder, humping into the hand he could not see. He was completely blind, completely dependant on Vince... he moved obediently as his underwear was removed, his pale pink shaft exposed.
"So... are you undressing?" Alex asked softly after a moment, his shaft getting even harder. Vince smirked softly.
"Oh yes, I was having trouble not just tearing my clothes off before." Vince replied, pulling his carefully made clothes off without affecting his wings before he began tugging off his pants. As they slipped down, a very long and somewhat pointed member emerged, the tip glistening with leaking precum. Vince moaned himself as it hit the air of he night, imagining stuffing Alex with it over and over again, but he had other tastes to indulge in first. Vince moved to turn around, facing away from Alex. He brought his fuzzy brown ass cheeks up into the air, inches from Alex. The human shifted, smelling a peculiarly strong musk... it was so animal, so natural, all male.
"You know what you want to do, lick me..." Vince whispered. Alex was confused for a moment, the voice further away than he anticipated. He tried to imagine what position Vince was in, but surely he had aligned everything. Alex leaned forward, ever so slowly before his nose bumped into something.... Something fuzzy. He wondered if it was Vince's bush at first but the flesh was too round, too large, too... evenly fuzzy. Before Alex could fully realize what was going on, Vince shoved his ass back into the human's face. It was engulfed in the bat's natural scent glands and he melted into the act. His lips parted, his tongue ringed the tight pucker and he started to lick... slowly, gently at first, but then more and more. Soon Alex was shoving his face into the furry brown butt cheeks, his tongue plunging into the hole before him.
Vince let out another series of adorable bat squeaks, unable to restrain himself. Clawed hands dragged along the roof as his eyes squeezed shut in bliss, his tall, pointed pierced ears quirking in delight. His back arched, his wings flared, every part of him felt fantastic as Alex's tongue got deeper and deeper, but not just because of his eagerness... his tongue was growing longer. At first it was just an inch, then two... but it was swelling longer at an astonishing rate, much like the tongue of bats that collected nectar out of deep flower stems. It was the perfect tool to slide deep into Vince's ass and probe his prostate. Splatters of precum hit the roof beneath the bat as Alex got so much better so quickly.
"Whubs... habben...ing..." Alex moaned, trying to speak with his tongue so deep, but he gave up questioning it. He rubbed his face between those furry cheeks, feeling so right. He reached one hand between the bat's legs to rub his balls, marveling at how fuzzy it was... It was more than fuzzy, it was furry. Despite his pleasure, Alex was starting to get confused. He had no hypnosis keeping him blind to what was going on. He kept licking, but slowly he reached up to lift up one side of his blindfold. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, but something brown and furry filled his vision.
Alex tugged up the other side of his blindfold and truly let his vision adjust. What he saw boggled his mind... A being covered entirely in brownish black fur with a mop of black human hair on the head, huge leathery wings, long digits... It was something out of a movie, no, a story book... Movies couldn't have made it so real. Alex slipped back and turned, trying to get away. There was a gust of wind, a woosh of air and the hot furry body came down on top of him. Alex was rolled onto his back and his groin was meshed together with another. The bat's cock was so long it was drizzling pre into his belly button. Alex gasped, looking into the face... Vince's face... Vince's... adorable face.
The human wasn't sure why he felt that way. Clearly this man bat was something different, something strange... but his pointed crook nose, his tuft of a goatee, the red eyes... even the gold piercings on his dark lips and the studs through his tall, pointed ears, they all made Alex feel turned on. Before he could resolve his confusion, Vince leaned in and they kissed once more, this time with no secrets, no subterfuge. Alex's eyes were open, at least until the kiss lasted a moment longer. Their tongues tangled and Alex explored Vince's mouth, feeling the fangs for the first time. His cock quivered in response. Vince broke the kiss and grinned.
"Looks like something needs a little attention." He whispered. Vince moved closer to Alex's groin, his short muzzle parting. Alex gasped in awe as he watched his meaty shaft disappear between the sharp, curved fangs... and then it was enveloped, not by the hot wet mouth... but by a long, coiling tongue. It moved around his shaft like a serpent, squeezing and rubbing, pumping it... stroking from base to tip. Alex's tongue slipped out of his mouth and hung limply in delight. Before he realized it, his tongue was hanging down to his collar bone. Alex grunted in surprise and it snapped back in.
He wanted to be surprised, outraged, infuriated... instead he was curious. His long tongue slipped out and coiled a bit, then straightened, then returned. Alex' heart fluttered, not because of his new body part, but because he could use it to return the favor. Vince adjusted as he felt the human moving around beneath him. Alex lay out on his back on the blanket, letting Vince continue suckling his shaft. He reached up and wrapped one hand around the bat's long, black cock, then the other... and there was still room to spare. He began stroking it up and down, feeling the length, the heat. Precum drizzled onto his chin... and where the liquid landed, tiny fuzzy brown hairs began pushing out of his skin like a furry soul patch.
Alex's long bat tongue slipped out of his lips once more, dabbling at the tip of the shaft before wrapping around it, working up the length to meet his hands. As Alex got better and better at coiling his tongue, he removed first one hand and then the other, taking the head and part of the shaft into his mouth as he sucked and slurped. The precum spilled down along his tongue, filling his mouth with unrelenting flavor... and changing his mouth. Alex's face throbbed a little as his canine teeth began to morph and change, calcium and dentin warping so completely. The teeth grew longer and longer, sharper, then curved just a bit... His jaw creaked and contorted as it changed, accommodating the fangs... but the changes were only starting.
Vince was happy beyond his wildest dreams. The human had given in so completely, so entirely that he couldn't hold back. He thrust into Alex's mouth and Alex in turn thrust into his. The night air was full of the sound of messy slurps and kisses, of sucks and swallows. Vince groaned in bliss, the vibration from his mouth going into Alex's cock. Alex grunted hard, his throat opening up just in time to receive several inches of bat cock. His throat distended a little but was taking it surprisingly well.
The precum flowed more and more from Vince's shaft, pouring right down Alex's throat and into his belly where the warm tingling spread through him. What body hair Alex had was changing, growing softer, longer, thicker... The downy brown covering on his arms was coming in thicker, his skin becoming harder to see. It was a lighter shade than Vince's, closer to Alex's own hair color. Alex's face continued to warp as well. The tip of his nose had turned upwards, the nostrils exposed for all to see... and the tiny tip was stretching into a higher point. At the same time his lower jaw was pushing forward, not to be outpaced as his nose and upper lips swelled out forward as well to make a muzzle.
The shadow of stubble spilled across Alex's face before soft brown fur began emerging rather than a beard, but it wasn't isolated to his face for long. The thick hair under his arms had turned to fur, the hair around his cock was spreading out... his legs were already coated. From every corner and crevice of his body, the brown fur spread until he was completely covered... Well, almost completely... Something strange was happening along his arms and his side. A small strip of skin from the edge of his palm down to almost his waist was furless, hairless, completely pale... Even in his armpit some of the hair there had given way for the blank line on either side. The reason why was soon very apparent.
Alex shuddered and stopped sucking for a moment as he felt his skin itch, tingle, burn and throb... His tongue went from a tight coil to a jumbled mess like spaghetti noodles in his mouth. A thin membrane of skin began emerging from his armpits... so small at first, the flesh knitting together, spreading out like a wedge. Every instinct told Alex to pull his arms out taut. The skin of his upper arm and the side next to his pectorals worked together, fanning out, the line of flesh pulled taut. Every so often the skin would bulge as ribbed pieces of cartilage and other substances stretched out, reinforcing the flesh. The skin stretched between the ribs grew convex, almost as if stretched out by the bones. They anatomy filled in, turning the space between his arms and body into wide fleshy wings full of articulated points to bend and flex.
As if the growing web of skin attacked to each arm wasn't enough, his fingers were stretching longer as well, his fingernails turning black and stretching into sharp claws. Despite how very strange the sensation was, Alex was starting to feel hornier than ever. He moaned, his cock throbbing. Vince started to suck harder than ever, his bat head sliding up and down. Each thrust of his head stretched the human's cock longer... Seven inches, nine, eleven... So long, and apparently dark. It had been engulfed so long in the bat's muzzle that he hadn't seen it turn black, but now it was... a long black cock above furry brown balls, plump... full of sperm.
"YES!" Alex howled, embracing it all in an instant. His ears suddenly throbbed and pushed into points, stretching longer and taller, brown fur rushing up the back of them. The flesh connecting his arms to his size began to firm, growing leathery and harder, reaching all the way to the side of his hands. The wings shifted and contorted, becoming more naturally shaped. Alex's furry brown cheeks pushed apart to reveal his dark pucker as his feet throbbed and ached. They too shifted into a much more bat like appearance. Alex moved around, barely able to control his muscles before he pressed his muzzle to Vince's ass, giving it a kiss before his bat tongue slid in practically a foot deep into the bat, accosting his prostate and filling the male with waves of pleasure before it retracted once more.
Alex was a hot mess of transforming bat. He had his wings, his muzzle, his fangs, his tongue, his nose, his ears... Every part of him was still adjusting just a bit, but the last change... was his eyes. Alex blinked softly as his vision got fuzzy for a moment before it cleared up... mostly. It was hard to quantify. It wasn't quite as crisp as it had been before, but at the same time it was so much richer, warmer, more complete. He lost fidelity and gained quality. It didn't make any sense to him, but Vince understood. Vince gazed into Alex's eyes as a new color swept into them, the irises becoming a rich, complete crimson flecked with the tiniest traces of gold. Vince withdrew his face from Alex's bat cock and moved to look into the eyes of his lover. Alex looked back into the equally red eyes, blushing softly.
"How much of this was real? How much of... us?" Alex whispered. Vince shifted a bit before smiling.
"Enough... I couldn't have persuaded you to come here tonight, even with my abilities, if there wasn't something there... something that craved me, even beneath all the masks." Vince whispered. Alex cooed a bit, feeling very reassured.
"So what happens now?" Alex asked softly, reaching up to wrap his fingers around Vince's goatee and to give the black fur a stroke. Vince all but purred.
"Well, I'll teach you how to use your voice and your eyes to get people to see what you want them to see... It'll take a while but you'll get good at it. But in the mean time... I think it's time to teach you to fly." Vince said. Alex's red eyes widened more.
"We can fly? Really?" he asked. Vince laughed.
"We're bats! Of course we can fly..." Vince replied. He slowly stood, offering his long fingered hand to Alex. Alex reached up and accepted it, being pulled to his feet. Vince turned and maneuvered across the rooftop, leading Alex over to one of the ledges. They crouched down between two Gargoyles, their wings and ears blending in rather well with the décor. Vince looked to Alex with a smile, "Now we can flap if we want to, but we do well in gliding and catching air currents. Keeping your wings out is instinct, but you'll have to get used to how to flex them, how to bend them and shift your center of balance. I'll be close behind so don't worry if you get seen, just try not to get hit by any cars." Vince smirked.
"Very reassuring." Alex snorted back. He leaned over and tilted his head, their crooked noses narrowly missing as they gave each other batty kisses. With that one bit of comfort, Alex turned. He took a deep breath, spread his arms wide to fully extend his wings... and pushed off. He fell for a long moment, letting out a shriek of fear before the leathery mass caught the wind and he was tugged forward, gliding down 82nd street. His heart raced in shock before he glanced over his shoulder, seeing Vince following. Reassured, Alex gave himself a few flaps to gain altitude before he shouted in bliss, soaring high above the streets and the people below... If only they knew, if only they could see... but they were all blind as bats when it came to how truly wonderful life could be.