Inner Beast's Night Out
"Here you go hun." A young man said as he handed over a necklace to his lover. The other young man looked at the necklace in confusion and took it.
"What's this?" He asked. The one who had given him the necklace giggled before answering, his black hair bouncing as his head moved.
"It's a native American charm silly. It's supposed to empower those who love one another with their inner animal," The young man said with a grin, his deep dark eyes shining. The other male took the necklace and grinned a rather toothy grin.
"Aww, am I not a beast enough for you Zane?" He asked in a teasing tone. Zane looked away and thought it over.
"We-e-e-e-ell, there's always room for improvement Raska," Zane responded softly. Raska took Zane into his arms and pushed both of them down onto the bed. With Raska on top of Zane, he pushed his nose forward and bumped Zane's as he lightly said beep-beep to add a cute sound effect.
"We-e-e-e-ell, I think you are wonderful just the way you are Zane," Raska said and put on the necklace before he kissed the young man under him briefly. Zane smiled into the kiss and let out a fake purring noise.
"Are you sure?" Zane asked insecurely. The man pulled up his shirt and shook his pudgy stomach. "I mean, I still think I need to improve this," Zane said and chuckled nervously. Raska once more kissed him and placed one hand on Zane's stomach, rubbing it slowly, almost petting his stomach.
"Like I said, I love you for you, and not any flaw of your body that bothers you can ever change that. Now I think it's your turn to put on your necklace," Raska spoke with a soft smile and Zane nodded. Both males wore the animal paw print necklaces and kissed again. Neither noticed as the paw marks changed from black to dark red.
Zane rolled out from under Raska and went to their closet; Pulling out a bandit mask, he put it on and grinned, "Wanna play a bit of dress up?" Zane asked, the dark mask covering his eyes shone in the bedroom light. Raska's eye brow rose in question.
"Aren't we a bit old for dress up?" Raska asked. Zane just grinned and pulled out a loincloth and a makeshift cowboy outfit. Raska's eyebrow rose even higher in confusion and Zane placed them down on the ground as he went up to the other man and took away his shirt.
"Maybe, but you know I love dressing up in outfits," Zane said with a wicked smirk and kissed Raska's neck. The necklace's turned a brighter red as his kiss turned into something more intimate. Zane's mouth opened and he suckled on Raska's neck, lightly chewing on the flesh in his grasp. Zane pulled away and smirked.
"I'm the thief who stole your heart," Zane whispered and let his hand lightly pet Raska's crotch, "And the thief who pleasures you the whole way," Zane stood up and loudly declared in a dramatic pose.
"I am the phantom thief who steals not only things, but hearts as well! It is I who steals the glory of the world and gives them to those in need till the day I die. For I am the winged darkness! The great glory! The Dark thief Zane! Stealer of love!" Zane said rather silly in his far too serious tone and once more grabbed the clothes he had grabbed before. "So Please?" He added with a pout.
Raska rolled his eyes and nodded. The loincloth and a few arm bands were tossed at Raska followed by Zane stripping off his shirt and putting on the cowboy vest. Raska pulled up the loin cloth and few accessories and raised another brow.
" You do realize that I'm not build enough for this?" Raska asked, and Zane nodded.
"Yea, but it'd be hot regardless. Besides who is gonna look besides me?" Zane offered his question as a retort. Raska had no answer and put on the arm bands. Looking back up at Zane the young man stood in blue plad boxers and the coybow vest with a grin. Raska noticed how red the paw mark necklace had become but said nothing. He guessed that due to his being just as red, they were like mood rings.
For a moment both necklaces heated up and Zane closed his brown eyes. Once the heat subsided, he opened them again, yet the hues had changed into emerald green. Where the necklace met his skin, the dark hair thickened into a small patch of black. On Raska the same occurred, however the hair under was copper and his eyes started to slide into a golden tint.
Zane pulled down the boxers not wanting to hesitate on the fun any longer. The cold air touched his privates sending a chill down the young man's spine. With a grin the young man let his junk hang and crossed his arms behind his head and waved his hips, shaking his junk for his boyfriend.
Raska smirked and with a rather dry grin said, "You know love, if you ever need more money, you could be an adult dancer. After all, you sure get me up," The young man said, his hand going through his light brown hair. Zane's face scrunched into a fake insulted pout before turning around and smacking his ass.
Raska let out a wolf whistle at Zane and dropped his own pants. Zane's green eyes locked onto his boyfriend's shaft and drooled at the sight. It was no jaw breaking cannon, yet it was by no means small and the fact that it belonged to Raska made it all the better. Raska reached down and stroked his member downward, foreskin pulling back to reveal a rather red tint to his head. Zane let out a fake purr at the sight, his own shaft twitching and lifting as it filled with blood.
"Let's put that away, so we don't start too fast." Zane said and pulled up the cowboy's pants, or chaps as they were. His inner thighs were visible, the hair grown thicker since last night. The brown covered his legs nicely, and a blue denim pocket of fabric held his equipment snugly. For eyes that didn't know what he carried, they would have little doubt from the cloth.
Raska also hid away his rod, the loin cloth tying onto his waist. It was long enough to cover his privates, but any gust of wind would give all who looked quite a show. Each grinned at the other and their eyes wandered.
Zane lets out a fake purring noise as he looks over at Raska's body in the tight fitting loin cloth. Zane sat down on the floor and Raska tilts his head to the side. To answer the confused expression, Zane smiled and spoke. "I'm your captive. So tie up my wrists love." Zane closed his eyes as he smiled, the bandit mask still on his face.
Raska followed the orders and got behind the cowboy, grabbing a silk rope from the closet as he came down and bound Zane's wrists lightly. Zane smiled again and whispered their code word. Raska knew that it meant the game was on.
Raska moved in front of Zane and growled down to his lover. The air that Raska held himself changed to one of a warrior whose land has been threatened. "Do you know why I captured you, thief?" The young man snarled. Zane shook his head and spoke.
"Cause you needed another hand to rob a bank? You know, get back at the law," Zane said smugly, fitting right into the role of the character. Raska growled again and with his foot pushed Zane onto his back. Stepping lightly on Zane's chest, the air was forced from his lungs.
"No thief, I do not need help to steal from your kind. I captured you not for a need, but a payment. You stole from us, and thus must pay it back." Raska's eyes glowed dark, a gold tint to them as he grinned and showed sharper teeth than they should be. Zane flashed a smile back, although a bitter one and his mouth also revealed fangs.
"A wild bull doesn't belong to anyone. All I did was kill dinner," Zane said and growled in return. Raska moved his foot, yet the motion for a moment exposed his bits, causing Zane to blush.
"That bull was not wild but one of my herd. And now like you made it pay with its flesh you will do the same," Raska spoke and said, lifting Zane up and grinned as he stood in front of the bed. One of the young man's hands waved over his crotch as if to explain what he needed to do. Zane's cheeks turned red and green eyes shone with delight as he crawled closer to the other male's crotch.
Without another word Zane leaned forward and felt the twitching mass of male flesh that rested behind the cloth barrier. However he chose not to remove it and nosed it with the loin cloth still on Raska. Raska in returned moaned as the loin cloth was rubbed against his shaft. During the motion Zane's mask fell off, but the skin that was covered by it before still retained a mask of fur.
Raska moaned again, his voice growing deeper as both were absorbed in the moment. The standing male's body changed in muscle tone, yet he didn't notice, the pleasure higher than normal on his shaft. Each muscle twitched as he grew more muscular to fit the inner beast within. Down below Zane had undergone the same change but hadn't noticed as he worked on arousing his prize that hung between Raska's legs.
Zane's tongue worked up and down the shaft, each lick just taking a second longer to get to the tip than the last. He shook his hips as he own crotch felt tighter. Both males grew more aroused, and the thick hair on Zane's thighs covered them completely in a lush soft black fur. Hormones flooded the captive cowboy's mind and his fangs dug into the knot of the loin cloth. It fell away with ease, leaving Raska bare besides the arm bands.
Zane opened his mouth and took the shaft head into his mouth, his tongue lightly feeling under the foreskin, careful not to harm his lover. As his tongue massaged the head, his own head forced its way up the pocket of fabric, painfully pinching at the waist. Zane scooted closer and began bobbing his head down the shaft, each time it grew ever so slightly longer and when he took it all the way. Zane's nose met a thick bush of copper red fur as it reached his crotch and he breathed deeply, the changing male's musk over powering everything.
Raska let out a howling choir of moans, his octave lowering after every few howls of pleasure. His body grew even more powerful compared to before, and loved every moment of it. Zane pulled off and saw how bright red Raska's head was turning, but simply thought it meant he was close, as Zane's own tend to turn red after multiple orgasms. The young man leans forward, his legs and hips covered in fur as he began to kiss the red tinted head before once more taking it in his mouth.
Both of the men couldn't deny it when Raska's member grew thicker in Zane's mouth and he pulled away to be met with a strange sight. The foreskin pulled away to reveal more of the head than he normally was able to, and the head present was blood red, veins showing through. It was also tapered like a canine's and finally had increased in a way that couldn't go unnoticed. "What?" Zane asked to himself, and finally looked up to notice other changes had occurred.
Raska's ear twitched from Zane's speech and both looked at each other. Seas of fur had engulfed both their bodies without them having had noticed. Zane's fur was a deep lush black with hints of orange spots that slowly grew in. Raska on the other hand was covered in a deep rustic copper tone minus his hands and feet which were just as dark as Zane's pelt. Their muscles had also changed and although Zane kept a similar muscle structure, Raska's form had gained much strength. Oddly neither had grown in height, though their bodies did increase in size down below the waist. Zane moved his arm, and the silk rope tore away with ease. Zane stood up and both looked over the other.
"This is so weird." Zane muttered, and Raska nodded.
"Yea, it is." Raska said and then shrugged. He wrapped his warm around Zane's waist, with one pawed hand cupping his lover's crotch. Zane's now larger balls squirmed in Raska's hold and the canine grinned.
"I think we should get you out of these." He said and kissed Zane while still massaging his front. Zane let all protest melt as lips locked and the strangest sensation ever happened. While their mouths were locked, their heads transformed. Slowly Raska's muzzle pulled out, while Zane's finished shifting much quicker. When their lips pulled away, both had an animal muzzle on their face.
Their ears swiftly shifted, both of Zane's being quite perky as a spot of orange fur covered his right eye. Raska on the other hand had his left ear flop down while the other stood tall. The Canine grinned and barked. The forming cat in reply meowed.
The unfinished markings on the feline filled out on the nearly shifted cat. Both males noticed they lacked tails. Raska pulled Zane close, his hands groping the newly furred rear of the feline. "This is kinda hot." Raska said with a grin. Zane nodded and smirked.
"I can tell, you still haven't gone down." Zane commented, which Raska in turn bucked his hip, full hard on rubbing Zane's still covered crotch. The shaft had grown longer in this new form, though not by much. It was interesting to both how they had only become enhanced, and not massively oversized. Before any other words were said however a claw slashed pocket of fabric, and two black fluffy balls dropped out.
Raska grinned at his handiwork and once more left his muzzle meet Zane's however this time his hands weren't nearly as innocent. Raska's fingers trailed around Zane's thigh, claws slicing the back of the pocket of fabric, revealing his hole. The front of the pocket was also sliced, making Zane think for a moment he'd need to fix them later. At once, Raska's clawed finger entered him, and his other hand massaged the cat's balls.
They fondled each other and drew closer as the kiss grew in passion. A swift hand unbuttoned the only remaining part of the pants and left them fall before Zane's hands explored the tight strong ass Raska was now packing. The feline's fingers ran through the fur and massaged it tightly, the hands treating it as a brand new experience.
Their lips broke apart as Raska slipped in another finger, using his hand to fuck his lover senseless. Zane moaned loudly, his tail budding in the moan. With each thrust of the two fingers, the long feline prehensile tail grew. At the same time, the larger canine's tail also grew in, wagging the entire time. Raska looked a mix of fox and wolf, as his body took features of both forms.
Zane carefully pulled away as the fingers popped out. He moved over to the bed, leaning on it as he lifted his tail, showing off the rosy hole. "How about something more filling?" Zane asked with a real purr. Raska grinned and walked up behind Zane, the tip meeting the hole and thrusting in. With a howl of pleasure the two began their sexual dance.
Raska held back on his urges, as Zane's rear had become much tighter, or was it because Raska was thicker? Regardless, the two went with the experience as if it was their first time. After a few thrusts the pair changed position, Raska taking Zane into his arms and Zane's legs tightly holding the canine's hips. Gravity did half the work as Zane went down. The feline pulled himself up, rubbing his much more sensitive shaft across Raska's abs as he did so. The rubbery barbs tickled his love.
Each couldn't deny how much more pleasure they took in these new forms and Raska grinned as an idea formed in his head. Slowly releasing Zane and pushing himself and his lover onto the bed, Raska grinned down at Zane. Zane grinned back and kissed Raska's lips softly. The canine murred at the touch and thrust in reply.
Raska willed himself to change, he knew if they could be these forms, maybe he could be one other. The change happened and Raska grew larger, stronger and with every thrust into Zane, thicker. His doggy member grew more pronounced and extended an entire inch as Raska lost some more humanoid structure to his form. His copper fur washed all color away as the darkness over took his body. Shaggy fur was softer than fine silk to Zane's touch and he pulled himself closer to the massive dark wolf because of it.
The massive dark wolf licked Zane's face and sped up, both their brains swimming in lightning. The wolf form had gained size in one other area, each thrust ramming massive balls to slap the feline's own decent sized ones. Suddenly Raska could no longer thrust his whole length in and confusion crossed his muzzle. Zane's tail reached back and both knew instantly what it was. The wolf's knot had formed finally, and began to expand. Yet unlike their wild dreams, Zane was not stretched enough to take such a thing.
Zane's legs pulled Raska closer and the wolf whimpered as he thrust faster, the giant bulbous knot wanting entrance. Zane smiled softly and petted Raska head before he bent his body forward, and thanks to feline flexibility reached down and tightly squeezed the wolf's knot. Raska howled loudly as soon as those fingers made contact with the burning hot bulb and bucked one last time forward, stretching Zane, but not enough for the knot to pop in.
Warm seed flushed inside the feline who in turn felt so full his own shaft throbbed and leaked on him but did not shoot. Raska licked up and down the kitty shaft while he was shooting to bring Zane to the edge. It worked and feline joined canine in white wet bliss.
Morning followed and both awoke still in the other forms. The necklaces had been the only article of clothing to remain, and now both necklaces were such a shining bright red they looked like rubies."What'll happen if we take em off?" Raska asked, his voice a mix of concern and curiosity. Zane shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know, but I do know we have all day to find out." Zane said with a smirk and groped his boyfriend.