FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Collar of the Wild 7 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Panzermaus With permission from Nuwisha55

The raw, steady power of the police car filled Blake with a partial sense of contentment as he maneuvered down the streets, keeping an eye out while he was on patrol. Blake thought back to how dull the city had been when he first signed up, how there weren't many crimes and being a cop was all about paper pushing... But life had gotten a lot more interesting in the past few months. There were street gangs and biker gangs, teenage hooligans and taggers. The cops were always busy. They worked hard and they played hard, though few were as eternally hard as Blake was ... for Blake, like all the other cops in the city, wasn't quite human anymore.

Clawed fox paws gripped the steering wheel, against which a drooling, glistening pointed canine cock rested. His badge glinted on a vest that was barely there. His long muzzle was in an eternal sort of grin as his eyes surveyed the city for any possible sources of entertainment. Every since becoming a district of rutting beasts, the cops were more interested in stories of debauchery than getting paid, any true offenders brought into the station would no doubt be shared by many officers. Still, Blake's favorite sort of bust had to be the teenage hooligan. Bad enough to be interesting, but young enough to respect his authority. Blake thought back to East, the skunk they had caught tagging... but reminiscing in the past was one thing, Blake needed a new selection of criminals to rough up.

Minutes passed and countless streets passed by. The few criminals he did spot were already being arrested by Grant and the others. Blake's heart started to sink until he spotted something in the shadows of a building, the glint of metal... Unnecessary numbers of straps on pants... and a puff of smoke! Goths were always up to trouble, and Blake loved trouble. The cop car rumbled up to the curb and shut off before Blake sprung out, his paw pads gripping the rough cement easily. He advanced at a quick pace, having to hold himself back as much as possible lest he seem too eager. His black nose sniffed the air before a pungent odor hit him. It most certainly wasn't tobacco smoke in the air.

Blake came around the corner and opened his muzzle to give the young man his rights, but Blake was speechless. The man before Blake was not a human, but a black fox. His long muzzle was wrapped around a long glass bong, the water bubbling inside. The black fox's idle paw slid up and down the stem of the bong as if it was his own cock, the other paw holding the lighter in place. At last the fox pulled off of the bong and his incredibly thick lips parted, expelling a cloud of smoke... lip rings hugging those plump, juicy lips as if to highlight them. Blake shuddered, a splatter of cum leaving his cock.

"You're under arrest..." The cop muttered meekly.

"Shit..." The black fox groaned, looking up to realize he'd been caught. Despite being a fox, the young man had long black hair with blue highlights, complimenting the tight blue shirt he was wearing.

"Put the paraphernalia down and stand up, put your paws on the wall, spread your legs." Blake said, his voice filled with more confidence.

"Sure you don't want a toke?" The black fox asked with a grin. Blake let out a growl. The black fox rolled his eyes before he set the bong and lighter down and slowly rose to his feet. Blake backed up a bit to keep a good eye on him, though his eyes were drawn to the male's hips. They seemed almost exaggerated in how round they were, even more than feminine... but the bulge in the front of the pants was clearly male. The black fox turned, putting his paws on the brick wall, spreading his legs. Blake moved in to pat down the delinquent.

"What's your name?" Blake asked as he worked.

"Liam..." The black fox replied. Blake kept working, feeling just how lithe and strong Liam's torso was before he felt up those round hips, working to the many pockets. He opened them up one by one, extracting ziplock bags of weed with a faintly orange tinge, then another bag that seemed almost brown. Next came lighters and various other implements before they were all spread out on the ground around them.

"Quite the collection." Blake murmured.

"You didn't find it all..." Liam replied. Blake's brow fell sternly.

"Where is it?" Blake asked. Liam merely grinned.

"You're the one doing the search, you better get creative..." Liam murmured. Blake growled again. He reached to unfasten Liam's belt and let his pants fall, revealing his furry muscled cheeks, his swaying tail, and his fuzzy white sheathe. Blake ran his clawed paws through the pants, checking for hidden pockets or seams but nothing showed up. He looked at Liam suspiciously before he reached around, giving his fuzzy sheathe a squeeze. Liam moaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Blake ran a finger around the opening of the sheath before plunging it in, circling it around the fox's pointed shaft, feeling nothing but juicy cock. Liam shivered happily at the touch.

As much as Blake hated to admit it, he was running out of places to look. The cop's eyes once more returned to the ample rounded ass, the thick juicy cheeks. Blake moved up, placing one hand on the black furry mound beneath the tail, pushing it to the side. The cheek moved enough to reveal the black ring of Liam's depths. Blake reached in, his finger rounding the edge before it plunged into the hole, wriggling deeper. Bake felt Liam's entrance to be rather warm and welcoming... Just a bit tight, but more like Liam was constricting. As if to highlight the point, Liam started contracting and releasing, causing his orifice to massage and tug on the cop's finger. Blake grunted, working it deeper, exploring all the way up to his knuckle, wriggling his finger around. He slid it back and forth, trying to continue his search without the interruption of the moving muscles.

"You'll have to try something longer..." Liam said tauntingly. Blake sneered a bit, he could picture just what that criminal wanted... a big plump fox pecker in his ass, filling it so deep, possibly wedging the evidence in further and out of reach. Well, Blake had an idea that would throw the black fox for a loop. Blake knelt down behind the youth and brought his muzzle up to the criminal's ass. His black nose nudged between the cheeks before a long wet tongue began probing and pushing against the ring of flesh. Liam gasped, his dark nails digging into the brick wall. He never thought the cop would have the balls to actually rim him.

Blake lined everything up before the tongue plunged in, slathering around, slurping and searching. Blake could smell the black fox's scent glands, they were so strong... Producing oils to mark territory. He was a fertile youth, virile, strong... and capable of bringing a whole lot of interesting activity to the police department. Blake was starting to think that Liam could be a lot more use roaming the streets than bringing him in. Liam, though, knew nothing but Blake's tongue in his ass. As the tongue hit his prostate, Liam nearly went weak in the knees. He grunted and moaned, panting hard. A dollop of juices leaked out of his sheath as his pointed cock began to emerge, the canine phallus throbbing and thick. Liam started to lower one hand from the wall but Blake gave a deadly growl from his ass, warming him to continue assuming the position.

Blake started getting back into it, sliding his tongue in and out, building up speed. Liam moaned and whimpered, his cock pulsing in time with his heart. Blake growled possessively, using his tongue to drive the mail wild. In moments Liam was on the brink of orgasm, but without warning Blake stopped. Liam nearly choked in shock, to be taken that far and then not over the edge. Blake withdrew his tongue and licked his lips before he stood, his paw lowering to the sizeable bulge of his own shaft. He gave it a few good strokes before Blake wedged his manhood between Liam's cheeks.

Liam lifted his head skyward and let out a deep howl as he felt the thick cock enter him. It felt so good to be such a bad boy being filled by a bad cop. He thrust his huge ass back, the globes enveloping Blake's cock and even his balls. They were absurdly seductive. Blake thrust in and ground, pulling back. One of the cop's paws moved to rest on Liam's hip, the other reached around to wrap around his shaft. Liam howled yet again as a rough calloused paw caressed his shaft, the paw pads tough and thick. Blake leaned in, nuzzling his nose into Liam's neck before he opened his maw and gave the youth a bit of a bite. Liam leaned into the fangs, feeling as if he was head over heels.

Soon the wet, sloppy noises of animal sex echoed through the alleyway as Blake's cock slammed in and out, churning their combined juices, giving Liam's tail hole a good workout. Liam bucked, Blake thrusted, the two worked at it, fluffy fox tails splayed off to the side. Liam wobbled, losing strength amid all the pleasure until it was Blake's turn to lift his head and howl. The piercing howl echoed into Liam's pointed ears as he felt his partner's cock pulse and throb before thick globs of cum sprayed into his ass, hot and deep.

Liam wasn't far behind, his own cock bloating at the base before a thick spray of musky cum showered across the bricks, soaking them down. Blake continued pouring for some time before his load ebbed. He pulled back, dribbling his seed all over Liam's furry ass almost possessively. Slowly Blake's cock retracted into the sheath, leaving little trace on his person that he had done such an act with the youth he was arresting. Liam, however, was dripping with cum on his front and back, his pursed pierced lips so plump as he looked at the cop with deep eyes.

"I guess I was wrong about there being some in there... So what now officer?" Liam asked gently. Blake glanced over his shoulder and then back at Liam before he tossed him the bag of weed he had confiscated.

"You're lucky there wasn't more, what you had is below the new city limit. Be a little less obvious last time..." Blake warned, pausing, "This town could use more good lays like you. Why don't you go see if you can teach some boys to be more like you, maybe give the cops a good time." Blake said.

"You mean it?" Liam asked curiously, moving for his pants. Blake gave a nod of his head before he started moving back to the cop car, feeling particularly fulfilled after his fuck. He paused part way there and looked over his shoulder.

"And if you need to stop at 'Tough as Leather' for supplies, let 'em know Blake sent you." Blake added before getting in his cop car. Liam watched as the car rumbled to life once more, pulled into traffic and went on its way. Liam smirked to himself as he pulled up his pants. Once again, being someone's slut had gotten him out of trouble... and that was when Liam realized he had pulled up his pants without cleaning up. Both the ass of his pants and his crotch soon glistened with cum soaking through, though they were black so the damage was limited. Still, Liam was left with the haunting mental image of convincing more teens to be like him...? He wasn't going to have a problem with that at all, but what did the clothing store have to do with it? Liam decided that it would have to be his next stop before he figured out what to do next. Liam gathered up his belongings and slid his huge bong into one of the cargo pockets of his pants before he moved out of the alley way and down the street.

****

The sky crackled and flashed as lightning bounced between storm fronts. The sound alone was enough to make Akio hesitate. The Japanese boy was in his senior year of high school but he barely looked fifteen, let alone eighteen. His body was thin and lithe, his black hair naturally spiked just a bit in the center and his school uniform was a drab gray even more boring than the clouds above. He wore gray pants and a silver tie, his shoes black and boring. Still, Akio didn't mind. The kids back in Osaka didn't wear much color either. Coming to America hadn't changed a great deal, even the weather.... Which was rapidly getting worse.

Akio heard the rain before he saw it, sheets coming down ahead of him, the rain advancing. He watched the white sidewalks get splotched and darken as the front advanced... It was a regular tropical downpour. Akio looked around for shelter before he spotted a store he was near... Tough as Leather. Leather wasn't supposed to get wet, the store would be dry. It was all the reasoning Akio needed.

The student grabbed the door handle, though as he touched it he felt a strange chill move through his body, almost like a peppermint flavored body tingle. He pulled the door open and dove in as the water cascaded down behind him, soaking the street but not him. An old silver bell jangled as the door eased shut. Akio eased himself up, looking around, his honey colored eyes widening in amazement. The store around him was truly huge in every different way. It was far deeper than he expected, and the variation of clothing was immense. There were leather clothes, rubber clothes, plastic, denim, polyester, nylon, neoprene... There were even metal outfits and trinkets, doo-dads and baubles, racks of piercings both real and costume... and there were colors.

Akio wandered through the store, his jaw hanging open in awe and wonderment. He couldn't believe his luck, his fortune... it was all so amazing... and then Akio saw it, the single most amazing belt of his entire life. It was black and leather and covered in square pyramid shaped spikes, but the spikes weren't silver in color like every other one he had seen, they started red and went through pink, yellow, orange, green, turquoise, and violet... every color of the rainbow... And it was as if Akio had never seen colors before.

He quickly scooped the belt up off the rack and clutched it to his chest, only making it a few feet before he saw a rack of bracelets more intense than an aurora with color. He let out a soft squeaking noise as he collected fist fulls of colored bracelets. Akio didn't know what had come over him, but it all seemed so great. Another display caught his attention, rings... Rings made out of different colored metal. Then costume jewelry with all sorts of fake lip rings, earrings, eyebrow rings. The young man wandered through the store, loading up everything in his arms. The color seemed to explode out of his chest, contrasting with every thread of his gray uniform.

Akio came across a stand with a brilliant pair of turquoise underwear and added them to the pile, grabbing a rainbow colored tie and a short neon green and purple tie die tank top next. He turned the corner, assuming he had everything he wanted to try on before he spotted a tall bearded man with a thick belly holding out two articles of merchandise. In his right hand he held a pair of white sneakers with rainbow colored laces, every criss cross different than the next, and in his other hand he held a thin black leather collar. Akio nearly squeed in delight as he rushed forward.

"Those are perfect! How did you know?" Akio whispered.

"Oh, I like knowing my customers. We're having a sale by the way, so try this all on, have fun..." Elius said. Akio bounced in delight before he rushed off for the back of the store, barely able to keep it all in his arms. He navigated past several displays, noticing a roped off holiday costume section before he reached the dressing rooms. Akio came to a stop, realizing with despair that his arms were too loaded down with clothes to open the door. Akio whimpered softly, not wanting to dump any of the gear on the floor.

"Let me..." Came a soothing voice. Akio turned, looking up at the face of a man that appeared to be in a large black fox costume. It was incredibly lifelike, from the way that the fur glistened to the way the nostrils flared. Akio's jaw hung open for a long moment in wonder. Liam smirked gently and opened the dressing room door for him. When the young man didn't enter, Liam smirked, "There you go." He added.

"Is that from the costume area?" Akio whispered.

"What?" Liam asked in confusion. Akio blushed.

"Never mind, thank you." He whispered, moving into the dressing room. Liam rolled his eyes and shut the door behind Akio.

"And I thought blonds were bad." He chuckled softly to himself. Inside the dressing room, Akio was already getting to work. He loosened his tie and pulled it off, hanging it up on the wall hook before he unbuttoned his jacket. It came off next, then his undershirt, revealing his sand colored skin and lithe torso. Akio carefully untied his shoes before setting them aside out of the way, removing his socks and then his pants. Soon Akio took a deep breath before sliding his underwear down. The thick, large white cotton underwear revealed a modest black bulge and his uncut shaft, the foreskin hugging his mushroom shaped head.

Akio's cheeks blushed furiously from standing naked so he grabbed the turquoise underwear from the pile and pulled them up his legs. As the strange fabric slid up his legs, Akio shivered again in pleasure, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Somehow, the underwear made him feel more flexible, lither. Blood rushed into Akio's cock, the boy becoming hard very quickly. His cock lifted up away from his balls, sticking outwards before it angled up, the shaft thickening. Akio pulled the turquoise underwear up all the way until it hugged his hips, cupped his ass and balls... but to Akio's surprise, his cock was still sticking out of the waist band. He blushed again before he tried to tuck his manhood down into the undergarments.

The teenager let out a moan as he wrestled his hard cock, trying to get it to behave. The more he manhandled it, the less it seemed to listen to him. With a final shove, Akio managed to get his cock into his underwear... but only for a moment before it emerged from one of the leg holes, clinging to his thigh. Being trapped between flesh and elastic. Akio trembled as his cock swelled more than it ever had before, stretching to six inches, then eight in length. It was positively huge... and it was his.

Blushing even more, Akio decided that it was unlikely he could get his cock to behave quite the way he wanted it to, it was best to continue getting dressed. Akio poked through the various clothes, not sure in what order to go in. He'd never had an outfit that complicated before, but every piece was compelling to him. Looking around all of the items, Akio reached for the pile of bracelets next, though he paused as he reached for them. The light in the dressing room sure made his fingernails look different... It seemed liked they had taken on a slight violet hue... And they even seemed longer, almost pointed on the tips.

Akio pushed that thought aside and began sliding bracelets around his wrist. He had stretchy ones, metal ones, plastic ones and coral ones. He had turquoise ones, pink ones, yellow ones... Every color adorned his wrists until he had cuffs, even half sleeves of color up his arms. Akio watched them jangle, moaning in delight, unaware that his fingernails had stretched into true claws or that parts of his palms and fingertips were swelling. The boy continued to grab more articles of clothing, panting gently, not paying attention as the black furry bush around his crotch shifted into actual fur and started to spread out across his lap and up his stomach, sliding across his balls.

The student was still transfixed by the clothing, getting almost light headed. While his changes had something to do with that, it wasn't the only reason. A strange musky sweet scent had started billowing into the dressing room, creeping under the bottom of the partition and over the top, leaking from the handicap accessible dressing room next to Akio's. Akio sniffed at the air, the pungent odor drifting into his senses, settling in. Akio murmured softly, his eyes growing wide, his irises contracting as they shifted from gold to a bright rose pink in color. As the boy sniffed the air, his nostrils flared and his nose started to change color, darkening and shifting until the flesh became leathery and black, maintaining just enough moisture not to dry out. His nostrils even upturned, the nose seeming more like a button than a conventional sense organ.

Akio slipped on his rainbow belt next, securing it around his waist above his turquoise underwear, unaware that he had no pants. The belt was loose at first, but slowly the boy's hips expanded, rounding just a bit so the belt hung well. Akio's tank top went next, hanging from his shoulders across his small torso. The fur had continued to spread outward from his groin, though it had stretched up around his manhood as well, creating a thick furry sheath that protected his long cock where it stuck out of his underwear. The fur continued spreading across his chest and around his ribs, spiraling down his legs. His toes curled and flexed as his toenails pushed into claws as well, his toe tips and part of his feet swelling into paw pads as well.

With his tank top on, Akio's transformation was picking up speed. He felt more care free than ever, bubbly and happy, loving and excitable... but there was something missing, almost like a hunger pain, almost like he had an emptiness that needed filled. Akio pushed the thoughts out of his mind before he pulled his sneakers on, tying the rainbow colored laces, feeling the rubber hugging his swelling paws as fur coated them. The fur had started out black just like his hair and bush, but the pigment had started to drain along his chest and stomach, even his groin. The furry sheath blanched of all color until his cock stuck out enveloped in white, begging attention.

Akio murmured softly as his ears popped, but they hadn't popped quite where he remembered his ears to be. They seemed higher up, almost as if on the corners of his head. The ear lobes stretched and rounded, folding just a bit before they were covered with a fine layer of fuzz. They were white on the inside and dark on the outside, the fur still almost a black. Akio's button nose had remained in the shape it had become, but the rest of the boy's face was changing. His jaw popped before it stretched out, pulling his upper lip and nose with it. In moments Akio's mouth developed into a blunted muzzle.

The boy whimpered in delight before he pulled his rainbow tie on, tying it around his neck, fastening it carefully, though it hung beneath nothing, attached to nothing. The tie itself hung down across an exposed furry chest and then a tank top. Akio then lifted up the final piece of his outfit, the collar. He licked his lips before he slid it around his neck, tightened it and felt it slide into place. A surge of energy shot through Akio before he fell to his knees, panting hard. The fur closed in around his body tightly, covering every last inch... but his change wasn't quite over.

Akio's ass cheeks pushed apart slowly as his tailbone started growing. It was subtle at first, but a lump was forming above his ass. The tailbone thickened and lengthened, stretching until fur burst out across it, the tail pushing out longer into a triangle of meat, bone and fur. The tail wriggled, forming into a short little thing. Akio's purple nails grew longer, his paws growing in size. The fur had covered his entire body, but the colors were still shifting. His nose remained dark, but the fur all around it changed, blanching out until it was white. Akio's entire nose turned white, as did his cheeks and the side of his head, almost as if someone had folded a white W around his head. His naturally spiked hair shifted, picking up streaks of both white and dark, looking almost striped.

Thinking himself almost done, Akio looked around to see what he had forgotten before he realized that the shelf was covered in costume jewelry. Akio squeaked in surprise that he could forget such an important detail. He removed the rings from their bags and lifted them into place, pulling the spring loaded metal back. One ring went on either side of his lower lip, several bars and rings went around his fluffy folded ears, and he laboriously affixed the fake eyebrow rings to the outside edge of both eyebrows, a gold and silver star shaped stud on each side. Akio blinked a bit before grinning, his excitement flowing over him.

The brand new badger boy shuddered, his transformation complete. He was decked out in color, dressed like a pride parade float. His nose wriggled and his huge eyes opened slowly, full of pleasure and contentment. Looking down, he saw his cock still sticking out of place. He reached down to adjust it with a white paw, though the paw looked like a glove connected to his dark arm. The cock slid back into his underwear for a moment before it slid up along his thin stomach stubbornly. Akio figured that was good enough, though something was still at the edge of his awareness. He sniffed the air, realizing that smell was growing stronger.

Akio moved out of his dressing room, forgetting all about his human clothes. He ,moved to the handicap dressing room next to him and knocked... though the act of knocking caused the door to swing open just a bit. Akio was engulfed in a thick cloud of musky purple smoke. Akio went to cough, but he didn't. The smoke slipped into his lungs easily and soon he felt giddy all over. The smoke felt great... Akio inhaled sharply and let it fill him up before he moaned, his cock swelling larger and his claws stretching longer. He took another breath and his tail grew thicker, his nipples sticking out more.

"Hey there pretty boy, want a toke?" Liam asked from amid the cloud.

"Pretty? Me? You think so?" Akio asked hopefully, his hands clutched together before his stomach, rolling his back foot in dubious hope.

"Oh yeah... Now, come sit down here..." Liam said, patting the seat next to him. Eager to be accepted by everyone, Akio rushed in and plopped himself down, his badger tail wiggling around. Liam brought the huge bong over and settled it between Akio's legs, seeing how it rose up from there like a huge cock, stretching toward his lips. Akio licked his lips, feeling that nagging emptiness coming back. He wasn't sure why, but this seemed right. His muzzled lips parted and he leaned down, bringing them over the end of the bong. Liam got his lighter out and lit the bowl. Instinctively, Akio began drawing in before his lungs filled with billowing lavender smoke. Every part of Akio's body relaxed, but that part grew even harder. He inhaled, held it in and then removed his lips before he suddenly expelled the smoke from his lungs.

The thick cloud swirled around the eighteen year old, running along his fur, soaking into it... and even causing it to change. While the dark portions of his fur had started out black like his hair, it bleached out more and more, taking on a most unnatural but a most beautiful dark purple color. Akio took another hit and handled it more expertly than before. His dark fur grew more purple, his light fur took on the faintest of pink hues. Even the head of his cock meat seemed unnaturally colored. Akio pulled his head off of the bong and expelled the smoke, turning to look at Liam. He batted his deep pink eyes at the fox before he lunged.

Liam gasped in surprise as two badger paws grabbed his sheath and kneaded into it. Akio was almost insane in lust as he saw that pointed cock head emerge from the sheath. While Akio had enjoyed the smoke, he realized what he wanted beneath his lips was not glass, but meat. He brought his muzzle down and took the head into his lips, his tongue teasing the piss slit and the head, his lips closing around it. Soon he slid deeper and deeper, swallowing as much of Liam's cock as emerged. Liam grabbed the bong and set it aside before one paw tangled in the badger's hair. Akio bobbed his head up and down, slurping and sucking.

Soon the badger felt the fox cock nudge the back of his throat. He didn't gag; it was as if his natural instincts had been rewritten. His throat relaxed, his head tilted and the cock plunged into his throat. Akio's throat tugged and rubbed and massaged that cock with no end in sight, pleasing every inch. Liam panted, drool collecting behind his thick lips like a damn before it spilled over, landing on his shirt, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Akio's head bounced like a jack hammer up and down before his long clawed paws started to grope and fondle Liam's balls. Liam grunted harder before his cock gushed forth a load of precum.

Akio felt the first leak of hot pre into his stomach and that ever present hunger felt just a bit sated. Akio finally knew what he craved, what he wanted most. One paw left Liam's balls and moved around his hips and supple ass before he found the fox's tail hole. Sensing the hot ring of muscle, the finger delved in. For the second time that day Liam was invaded, and for the second time he was thankful. Akio grinned, sensing a positive reaction. He continued sucking hard, but his other hand snaked up, dicing up into Liam's shirt, finding the nipple before he pinched and twisted and tugged it.

Liam gasped sharply in surprise. He had never expected to get pleasure from three such distinct positions. He grunted hard, sloppily thrusting into Akio's throat. Akio's fingers and mouth picked up their pace, doing everything possible to drive the fox wild. Liam moaned harder and harder before he howled loudly. Akio suddenly pulled back so only the cock head was in his mouth. The fox's howl shook Akio's small body to the core, but he loved it. He shuddered sharply before his fuzzy white cheeks bulged out, his mouth full of hot sticky fox cum. He savored the incredibly potent, musky taste before gulping it down. It slipped down his throat like sweet molasses, filling his small stomach with heat.

Akio continued nursing from the fox's cock, sucking down every drop of cum, not sparing any to leak past his lips. Moments trailed into minutes, Liam thought he had no more to give but he still offered a little more before he finally went limp. He felt his cock start to soften, his head drunk with the post orgasmic glow. Akio slowly pulled off of Liam's cock and moved to straddle the large fox's lap, leaning up. Liam murmured, feeling lips press against his. His muzzle parted and Akio tilted his head, getting in for an intense kiss... and as the badger's lips parted, a gush of cum flowed form his mouth into Liam's.

Liam swallowed the cum down in excitement, letting it coat his own throat. It was such an intimate kiss. He drank what Akio had to offer, then their tongues explored each other's mouths before finally they broke the kiss, a long string of saliva connecting the two together. Akio's large pink eyes opened up and a smile crossed his muzzle. Despite being an adult, he certainly seemed like a child eager to please. His button nose wriggled before he bore his fang filled grin.

"How was it?" he whispered.

"Fantastic..." Liam muttered, moaning and panting deeply.

"Can we do it again some time?" Akio asked hopefully, laying his head against the fox's chest.

"Oh we most certainly can..." Liam said, pausing for a moment, "And... I think I have a job for you too." He added.

"A job?" Liam asked in surprise.

"With a face like that... I don't think anyone's going to suspect you for being a drug runner, and I don't think anyone could say no to you. You'd be the perfect front man." Liam said. Akio considered for a moment.

"Would that make people happy?" Akio asked.

"Oh yes, just look how happy it made you and me." Liam said. Akio smiled at the thought.

"Then I'll do it!" He said happily before he nuzzled and licked Liam's furry neck. Liam moaned, his paw wrapping around the badger's head, holding him close. Liam felt very lucky in life.

****

The rapid mashing of buttons echoed through the basement as the friends gazed up in a trance at the wide screen television mounted on the wall. The screen was split in two, one teen controlling a zombie and the other controlling a soldier. They moved their characters through an urban sprawl, hunting for each other and for numerous other online players. While they were experts at being impossible to find in the game, they were quite predictably in the same spot they always were. Steven's brown hair was buzzed short except for the middle where a little fin of a faux hawk lifted up. Isaac, however, had long shaggy blond hair nearly down to his shoulders, quite the opposite from his soldier character. A knocking from the small rectangular basement window disrupted their trance. Both grunted a bit as they were woken back up to the presence of the mortal world. Isaac nudged Steven, Steven nudged Isaac. Both grunted at each other again in a non verbal cue to go answer the window.

"You go get it." Isaac commanded.

"You're the host, it's your house." Steven replied, trying to kill the humans on the screen.

"Yeah, I provided the venue AND the Playstation..." Isaac countered.

"But it's my game and my extra controller..." Steven replied. Unseen to both, a claw dug in through the window's gap and clicked the lock out of place before the window eased open. The only thing in view were rainbow laced sneakers.

"Hey guys, I got you some presents." Akio's voice said, "Ready to catch the box?" he asked.

"Yeah..." Both gamers replied in unison, though they hadn't really heard the question. They were still to entranced by the video game. A large cardboard box slid through the gap before flopping to the floor. Akio sighed from outside.

"You two are so predictable." Akio replied. Still, the slapping of the cardboard against the fake wood floor jostled Isaac enough for him to get shot on the game.

"Fuck..." he muttered, his cursory response. Still, with no digital avatar to control, he looked around before he spotted the box and his eyes lit up like a little kid, "Presents!" Isaac nearly bounced, ducking under Steven's line of sight. He moved over and flipped the box open, pulling the tissue paper aside. Lying inside the box were two gifts, a pair of alligator skin boots and a fluffy warm orange hoodie, though the chest portion seemed a bit short.

"Merry Christmas!" Akio said from outside, still not visible to the gamers.

"Wasn't that like last week?" Isaac chuckled, pulling out the hoodie. He knew it was for him, orange was his favorite color.

"It was thirty days ago dude..." Akio said, rolling his pink eyes outside. Isaac lifted his t-shirt and sniffed it before his nose curled at the smell. He hadn't bothered to change it in several days. He peeled it off his torso and tossed it aside before pulling on the orange hoodie. His arms slipped into the sleeves and his hands popped out, but the body of the garment stopped right below his nipples, as if the center portion had been made for a toddler. Ironically it still had a pouch there where most hoodies did. Isaac was about to say it didn't fit, but somehow... it did fit... it fit wonderfully and felt wonderful.

Isaac tipped his head back and reached up, rubbing his hands up and down his exposed stomach, playing with the soft fuzz that was growing out there. The fuzz started off invisible, peach fuzz across his entire stomach and chest, but soon it blossomed out, every stand emerging and changing color until it was as white as snow. It covered his skinny stomach and chest perfectly, even emerging from the collar of the hoodie. The nearly blond hair on his arms, however, soon darkened, taking on a reddish tan hue, nearly an orange in its own right. The pleasure bubbling in Isaac's system boiled into his brain, filling him with deeper contentment than he had ever experienced before. His lips parted and his tongue slipped out, hanging off to one side... but it was starting to stretch longer, the pointed tip descending from his mouth, the muscle lengthening without ever getting thicker.

Beneath his hoodie, the fur continued to grow thicker. His arm hair softened into a fine fur coating, covering his arms so thick the skin disappeared. It grew out across his shoulders, rushing up to the border of his white belly and chest. The fur spread down across his back, covering every muscle in a fine layer of fuzz. His nipples hardened and darkened, the nubs pushing out of his fur like black diamonds to rub against the orange fabric covering them. The fur covered his ribs, then his hips, delving into his pants. As the fur swept across his hands, his fingernails started darkening as well, turning from white to brown, then black. They hardened and thickened, bulging outward before they grew in every direction. The nails spread out, covering his fingertips, sliding up toward the first knuckle in little hooflets.

Isaac moaned as his pants suddenly sagged, pushed out of the way as his ass cheeks inflated and pushed apart, the globes displaced by a growing tail. The tail stretched out behind him, stretching into a pointed flag. The top was the orange-tan color, the underside the frosty white, and between the two a distinct stripe of black. The fur emerged from Isaac's pant legs as it grew out from his ankles. His toes throbbed and grew together, the toenails spreading out across the conjoined feet, covering the fused toes like a shield before his bones creaked and shifted.

"Eww man, gross, don't pop your knuckles." Steven said from across the room, not paying any attention in the slightest. Isaac's weight was forced onto the front of his feet as the former toenails continued hardening into hooves. His heel lifted up several inches off the ground before a long curved extension emerged, almost like a hoof covered toe. His feet finished changing, distinctly that of a cervine. All the while, Isaac's tongue had continued to grow to lengths no deer or human had achieved. It hung limply, dripping with drool, the tip all the way down to his nipples. The brown fur had started to creep up Isaac's neck, but it was being beaten to the punch by another patch of fur.

Isaac's incredibly young looking face soon looked a bit older as his upper lip and chin sprouted soft, fine facial hair. At first it seemed to match his hair, but soon his goatee was perfectly white. The tan fur spread up across his jaw line, spreading across his cheeks. His blond hair shifted as his ears seemed to disappear beneath it. The brown fur spread across Isaac's nose, surrounded his eyes and moved all the way up to his hairline. Where the brown fur met his goatee, a thick line of black fur separated the two. Isaac suddenly shifted as his face started to pop and shift. His mouth pushed forward, his jaw and nose stretching. His teeth flattened, his jaw narrowed, his nostrils turned up and his nose lost his point as it turned black and leathery.

In moments Isaac's face had pushed into a muzzle... a cervine muzzle. Every visible part of his body was covered by fur, hoof or hair but his nose and his tongue. His tail flicked about behind him before two thick, fluffy oval ears pushed out near the top of his head. The insides were practically white velvet, the outsides tan tipped with black. Through it all, Isaac had a dazed expression on his face... but soon something else started happening. It registered as pain in his brain, but his body didn't treat the response right. Soon Isaac was getting hard... hard in more places than one.

Lumps formed on Isaac's head, lumps that hurt... but the greater the pressure, the hornier he got... and his cock was aching more than ever before. Isaac reached to open his pants and unleashed a thick furry white sheath from which a black cock was emerging. He gave himself a few strokes before he moaned and the lumps on his head burst. Thick boney antlers covered in dark brown felt emerged. They spilled out more and more, thickening dramatically, curving like two sideways parenthesis above his head. Each antler was thicker than his forearm and fuzzy, spreading out as long as his torso was from his waist to his collar bone. They were heavy, thick and huge... and Isaac knew that turned him on. The antlers split near the back into two prongs, an indicator of his age.

A fresh coat of saliva drooled down his insanely long tongue and his cock oozed as well. Isaac's old life had been washed away. He was a horny reindeer, a desperate reindeer... and there was a big cock sticking in through the window. Isaac rushed to the window and his long tongue whipping around Akio's cock like a tentacle, squeezing and milking it. Akio squeaked, his paws digging into the white vinyl siding of the house as he thrust into the window. The mouth of the new reindeer was powerful, sucking him like a black hole. Akio moaned and grunted, trying to hold back but he couldn't. Soon his cum gushed into Isaac's mouth and he slurped it all down, licking his lips with an incredibly long tongue. Akio flopped down on the driveway, panting, trying to catch his breath.

Isaac turned and crouched down, withdrawing the gator skinned boots from the box. He moved over to his friend and knelt down, untying Steven's shoes. Being in the zone as much as he was, he didn't even notice his shoes removed. Isaac withdrew the human's socks as well, casting them aside before he slid the boots on. They hugged the human's flesh, caressing it, squeezing it almost as if they were trying to swallow his feet. Despite being in his video game induced trance, Steven shifted a bit, murmuring.

The skin in contact with the boots started to dry out and harden, the peachy skin taking on a greenish hue before the skin cracked and segmented into perfect scales. The inside of his ankles and then his thighs were a lot lighter, almost white, but the outside of his legs were turning as green as his favorite t-shirt. The skin continued to shift and change, but as it grew Steven's body began to shift more. His thin legs started bulking up, taking on new muscle. His jeans grew tight as his legs thickened... and then the groin of his jeans strained as his balls and cock started to swell and swell. Isaac watched with great lust as a thick sausage of cock started sliding down one of Steven's pant legs.

The teen's green shirt lifted up slowly as his stomach developed a six pack, then an eight pack. His pecs inflated, his nipples hardened and the color drained from his stomach, leaving it white as it crackled and split into scales. His shoulders spread wider and wider, the shirt growing so tight it would have cut into human flesh, but Steven's flesh wasn't human anymore. The shirt started ripping and tearing, spreading apart as dark green, almost black bumps pushed out along Steven's spine. Steven curled his lips in disgust.

"Dude, did you let one rip? Awful..." He muttered, having no idea he was changing. All he knew was that he felt better than ever and his score kept going up. He moaned as the shirt burst and fell away, his biceps and triceps inflating with muscle more and more. The chair he was on groaned under his climbing weight as he left athlete behind and entered the realm of body builders. The scales spread down his arms and across his hands, his fingernails stretching out into claws, the skin spreading out between his fingers to make them webbed. He gripped the controller with more force than ever before, his webbed hands closing around the edges as his clawed fingers tapped.

Steven grunted in pain as his face started to ache and throb, but he couldn't let that stop his playing. His eyes shimmered as they turned yellow, his ears shrunk away to mere slits and his cheeks turned green. His brown fauxhawk sloughed away, replaced with thick rubbery frills that were the extension of the bumps on his spine. The scales covered his cheeks, surrounded his eyes and covered his nose... at least what was left of it. His nostrils had remained, but the nose had melted into the rest of his face, leaving him with just slits... Slits that were advancing forward as his face stretched. Inch by inch, Steven's mouth pushed out into a muzzle. His jaw grew narrower, his teeth sharpened, more teeth filled in as they spread out in the new mouth. His tongue grew longer, his eyes spread apart a bit more...

"Dude, get that thing out of my face." Steven said after a moment, his voice incredibly deep.

"What thing?" Isaac asked from across the room. Steven moved his head and realized what he saw was moving with him. He looked down and realized it was connected to him. Steven reached up and touched his long alligator snout before his jaw dropped, revealing his fangs. Steven dropped the controller and looked at himself, but where there should have been shock there was sudden lust. He had so many muscles, he had to be four hundred pounds... but suddenly Steven grunted, pain forming at the base of his spine. He lunged off of his chair like it had bit him before there was a furious tearing sound of denim.

A brand new tail started stretching out behind him, pushing through the hole it had formed, whipping around. Steven landed on his paws and his boots, moving his head one way and then the other... before he saw just how fluffy and fuzzy and fuckable his friend had become. Steven let out a roar and charged, grabbing Isaac and throwing him to the floor. His clawed, webbed hands tore Isaac's pants apart as he slithered into place, reaching down to claw his own jeans apart before a long, slick leathery cock emerged. He brought it to the edge of Isaac's tail hole and speared in, leaning down to place his mouth around the reindeer's neck.

As Isaac felt the teeth against his neck, he felt so vulnerable and horny. He knew he was fucking to live... and he better please Steven. He bucked his hips back, taking the gator cock in as deep as he could, feeling it probe his prostate. Above the two, Akio squeezed in through the window and dropped down onto his rainbow sneakers, moving over to the chair to watch the two go at it. He'd have time for a threesome soon, but for now he just wanted to enjoy his handiwork. Steven worked up quite the pace before he threw back his head and let out a growl so deep it vibrated the air and rattled the windows. Isaac's back arched as he was filled with a flood of cum. The reindeer went limp on the floor, his tongue sagging out, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as a flood of his own semen leaked on the floor around him. Akio grinned wide, glad that he had made the right choices for their wardrobe.