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Managing Reality

Chapter 1

R3/Sam does not belong to me. But Nex_Canis owns him. Brock Stone is a tribute to the Hockey Hunk series by Gruffy. If your under 18/21 don't read....you shouldn't be on the site anyway. Well, for those who want to know, story will include male on male action, lots of muscle and larger than average cocks. Now on with the furry yiff!!!!

I had to wake up at the ungodly hour of 3:30PM. At least I think it was, time doesn't flow at all in "Naught". I'm one of R3 partners. Like...I help him manage the various realities. But I govern the Milky Way Reality/Galaxy. So...I had to deliver my report to my boss, R3 or as I think he is, Sam Wolfe. The man has so many other forms its stupid. Well it's not my place to talk about that stuff. Now time to go home, have to meet with a Mangaka today over lunch in my city of Abraxas . Well I guess I should tell you about me. My name is Demetrius Summers; please call me Demetri or Demi. I'm about 7ft, 350 pounds of pure wolfy muscle. Unlike most wolves I know I have 6 nipples...I think it's due with the fact I was born in the Roman Empire. Yes I am several thousand years old. But thanks to a certain No One, I got a better job with awesome benefits. Like immortality for one and I can alter my reality with a single thought. But that's how it was back in the good old days, now I change things with my iPhone, iPad or my desktop. It's not a Mac but it gets the job done well. Now on to the business of my mortal life.

I walked out of a door in Naught and I happen to come out of my closet back at my apartment. My apartment is not all that bad, one bedroom two bathrooms, a full kitchen and large amount of living space. I stripped myself of my clothes and examined myself in the full length mirror on the closet door. I loved my glossy jet black coat, and the unusual birthmark, a snow white six pointed star between pecs, My nipples were black just my fur. I looked down and examined my fat and plump sheath, my cock looked like it was too big to fit in it and was stretching the skin and was going to seemingly burst. My balls were about the size of baseballs, both of them a perfect sphere and always looking full and heavy. I stopped admiring the sexy wolf in the mirror and went to go shower, I normally take quick showers, no sense in wasting water and running up the bill. It took about ten minutes for me to get fully cleaned. I stepped into the fur dryer to save time from letting my fur air dry...which would take quite some time and I didn't have time. I leaned against the poly carbonate and turned on the dryer, I honestly loved the feeling of hot air rushing through my fur. It lifted and styled it to make it into sort of regal looking and with a nice glossy sheen. Once I was fully dry I went to the mirror to put my contacts. Humans have it easy, they normally don't have claws. Now I had to wear them for quite some time and I'm too afraid to get correctional surgery.

Once my contacts were in the made my amber eyes pop, giving them a nice subtle glow to them, like a feral wolf's eyes. Now it would be nice if R3 would just fix my eyes...since I can't alter my body in any sort of way, my belongings is fair game. Now that I was done getting cleaned up and putting my eyes in, I went back to my closet to find some nice clothes...I couldn't just show up in jeans and a tee shirt. I was...err...AM to sexy for that. I picked out black slacks, a nice black leather belt with a brass buckle, my black sport coat and a white dress shirt. I pulled out my black boots as well. Once I put my clothes on I was running quite early. I went out outside of my apartment building and into my city. I enjoyed editing my city over the years. Low homicide rates, low rape rates, great local economy, and low cost of living. And all the policemen were all around my size, big and sexy. The stereotypical Doberman was the average breed on the force, and then came Rottweilers, German Shepards, and then the other races of Zoan. That's what the anthropomorphic race of beast-men is called in my reality.

I was a famous wolf, being an author of a bestselling series of books, called the Adventures of Yuusha. I have movie and video game deals about my books and I made sure that there were all correct, that was no filler junk and nothing good cut out of my books. I as I walked I got a few fans run up to me, asking for my autograph and for a picture, I gladly agreed to. I went down into the subway system and hopped on an express train to the market district of Abraxas. As I sat on the train car, I saw that a lot of Zoans and humans were reading my books. It was a great feeling to see that. An adorable lion cub came up to me holding his hard back cover of the third volume of Yuusha in his paws. "Can you sign it please Mr. Summers?" The cub said. "Of course little one. And who am I making it out to?" I asked holding my favorite pen in my paw. "To Jason!" The lion cub said with a big smile. I couldn't help but smile as I signed the cover of the book. I also took a picture of the little cub. He was gonna be a hottie when he grew up, his golden coat of fur and his crimson hair and soon to be mane. The cub was on his way to school, judging by his uniform, he went to one of the private schools in the market district. He sat down and continued to read.

The train stopped at the "St. Gabriel Academy" and I saw that a bunch of little kids in the same uniform as little Jason. I didn't pay it any mind until the train stopped at "Market Center" Jason looked up and looked confused, he seemed to be looking for his friends. He got off the train with everyone else that was leaving for Market Center. I saw him sit down and tear up on a bench. "Hey...did you miss your stop?" I asked him sitting down next to him. He nodded, the little cub couldn't be more than 9 years old. "Alright little guy, I'll take you there." I said holding out my paw to him. Jason's eyes lit up like a rocket. He gave me a big hug and took my much larger paw. We went up to the street level and I hailed a cab. "Take us to St. Gabriel Academy." I said to the driver. He nodded and pulled a u-turn and began to drive. Jason was holding on to me and had his little muzzle pressed against my side. He nodded off into sleep as the cab drove in the crowded streets of my city. About 45 minutes later we pulled up to St. Gabriel Academy and I opened the door, waking up Jason in the process. He was happy that he got to school and that I was kind enough to help him out of this mess. I took him up to the top of the stairs of the school, thank fully the school hadn't started yet.

I saw a few cameras flash from this little event and I smiled and waved to the paparazzi before getting back into the cab. "Can you take me to 71st and Market Circle?" I asked the driver. He nodded once more and pulled a u-turn. I arrived at his location within an hour and payed the driver a $100 and $25 tip. I was still early for my meeting with the Mangaka. We choose to meet at a Japanese restaurant, I sat at the small table and pulled out my phone, I wanted to look at Jason's chart for the future. He apparently wanted to be a lawyer and was already studying law at age 9. I really wanted Jason and I saw how he would look 30 years from now, what I saw make my sheath jump in my pants and my heart flutter. The large lion in the picture had to be about 6'10", he had large muscles, like myself. His mane was a crimson red with a few specks of grey. Now I was about several thousand years old I really don't know how much but I always say I'm about 35. Now I know I shouldn't alter others for my own interests...but fuck it. R3 had done it before...I'll have to risk a hit from the 'Flaming Frying Pan of Doom' but it was worth it to make this lion a reality and also hung and gay. I went into the app and made the necessary changes to Jason, I also made sure that he had graduated from Harvard Law at THE very top of his class. He was also a junior partner at a Law Firm in Abraxas. I think it is called New Roads Inc. Once

I finished and saved the changes I felt a paw on my shoulder. I saw the broad black muzzle of my boss. "Oh hey Sam. You here about the...change I made right?" I said rubbing the back of my head. "What change? I'm here about your book deal. I'm the Mangaka that your publisher wanted to draw Yuusha...what did you change..." Sam said. I passed him my iPhone and showed him my handy work. "Yarf." Sam simply said. He passed me my phone and sat in front of me. "Let's take care of business. I have to get back to home and do my other work." Sam said.

We talked for a good couple of hours, had some good food and finalized everything. He would start drawing as soon as possible. I left to take a walk, wondering how I would meet Jason and get his sexy ass in my bedroom. But there was a cop following me. A BIG Doberman, he had to be about 7'5" 400 lbs of muscle at the most. He pulled me off to the side and he began to frisk me, why? Because I'm fucking sexy. "Alright, I'm gonna have to frisk you sir." The Dobbie cop said. I felt his large and strong paws feeling up my body. I was so glad I was pressed up against a building during this ordeal; I did love the feeling of a bigger man feeling me up. I could feel his rock hard cock pressed against my ass checks, he had to be bigger than me at least, 16 inches. His one of his paws was in my pants groping my sheath and balls. His husky, deep, and gruff voice made my cock jump even more that the groping I was getting. "Alright pretty boy, meet me at the bar on 57th and Elm. 9:30 tonight. Don't be late." The Dobbie said giving me a kiss on the cheek and a slap on the ass. I watched the dobbie cop return to his business. I found a business card in my underwear. "Officer Brock Stone." I said to myself. I put Jason on hold and wanted to chill with the big sexy dobie cop. I went to the nearest door and opened it, it lead to my living room of my apartment. I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.

I wanted to see how my lion was doing. I picked my iPad from the coffee table and opened the app to check up on my lion. I saw him in a dark office on top of a big and buff Rottweiler. Both of them were naked and on his desk. Apparently he was fucking his secretary. It was like watching a good porn movie. Jason's long and thick cock thrusted in and out of the Rotties ass. Jason gripped the Rotties nipples and bit down on his shoulder. "Fuck Boss...HARDER!!!" The rottie moaned out. Jason decided to change positions. He picked up the rottie, that was fucking sexy, and pushed him against the wall, he began to fuck him rough and hard. The rott had wrapped his legs around Jason's waist and his arms around Jason's neck. "Oh fuck...Boss!!!!" The rott howled in pleasure. Jason gave it to the rott time and time again. The large lion roared and came deep inside the dog he was holding. The handsome lion went over to his sofa and fell on it. The rott panted and laid onto for Jason. "Boss that was awesome...better than before." The big rottie said nuzzling the lion and licking the lion's hard pink nipple. "Mmm, your right puppy." Jason said rubbing the rott's ears. "So how are my cubs doing?" Jason asked the Rottweiler. "Oh...I had an ultrasound yesterday and the doctor said they were just growing fine. Though...I really don't wanna loose my abs...I worked hard for this 8 pack." The rott said. At that point I closed the window. My lion had knocked up another man...It didn't matter that I had fueled the drive for male pregnancy, now it came to bite me in the ass. I still was gonna get me some of that lion but right now I had a date with a hockey hunk. Wait...did he play hockey? I went into the app and check out Brock Stone. "Yep he loved to play some hockey. He strips as well...wants to start a family and is willing to birth the pup. Alright good, good, I can have some fun with my hockey hunk." I said putting the iPad down and going to my room to start get some writing done.

As of right now I had about eight Yuusha books published now each of them ranging from 700-1200 pages. I hadn't started the 9th Yuusha book but I know it wouldn't be the last, most likely a prequel to the series, staring his father. But along those lines was all I had for book 9. Right now I was worried and excited about my date with my hockey hunk. I imagined him naked and dancing in front of me, waving his fat and plump sheath in front of my muzzle. I drooled a bit from that sexy thought and I had an obvious tent. I unzipped my pants and took my 15 inch cock in my paw. The crimson length of a proud and powerful wolf stood high and was a nice contrast against my jet black fur. I felt my cock pulse and throb before beads of pre flowed out of my tip. It soon was a heavy fountain of the thick clear, musky liquid. My pants were covered with the male life juice, but it isn't the first nor the last time it will happen. I had always produced pre like this even back in the Roman Empire. The sex was amazing back then, I had so many, manly slaves that loved their master, which reminds me I have to give some of them a call and invite them over. My fantasy switched over to my slaves servicing me. My big power slaves, all of them gladiators. I imagined that my most famous gladiator, Fenris; he is a big white wolf, rivaling my size or was even bigger. It's been that long that I can't remember. I'm sure he has plenty of scars on him; I think he was blinded in one eye.

That doesn't matter at the moment thought, back to my fantasy. In my mind, I saw him riding my big red rocket, his pink and well used tailhole gobbling up my cock. He slid his ass up and down my cock, oh I could just feel every inch of my cock being pleasure. He was well experience, being a bedroom slave, He...could make me scream in pleasure in a way that no other man or woman could...or herm. Oh yeah, they're fun to play with. I could feel his hot breath over one of my six nipples. His talented muzzle bit down on the nipple, making me hiss in pleasure. He suckled and swirled his tongue, making my cock pulse and shoot out a strong burst of pre. I popped my knot into his oh so hungry tail hole and humped furiously, timing my thrusts with his motions. I soon howled with release as I came, I painted the ceiling the back wall and the carpet with my potent wolf seed. I sighed as I laid back in the afterglow if my potent orgasm. The hunky white wolf in my fantasy faded away back into nothingness. "Wow...a new record. Best call the cleaning boy." I said, licking the thick goopy cum of my fingers. Once my fingers were clean of the goopy wolf cum. I went to my cordless phone and dialed the number for my personal cleaning boy.

He was a tiger, very handsome. Though he was...er...is only 15 years old I...play around with him a few times. I'll admit it, I like younger guys, and I am untouchable by lawyers, press, or police. I was...am a god. "Hey, Xavier, I need my place cleaned." I said. His youthful voice came on the phone. " Can we have sex too?" Xavier said. "Hmm...I don't know if we have time. I have somewhere to be at 9:30. I have a date with a sexy Doberman cop." I said, slowly striping myself of my cum soaked clothes. "Oh you might have to do my laundry as well. Your free to spend the night, but I'm know you already know that kitty." I said walking into the bathroom and taking the phone and putting it on speaker. I decided I would take a bath, and relax. Maybe do some changes to a few of my favorite people. I could always change people with just a thought, but using my iPhone or iPad made it easier for me to do so. I sort of willed the iPad to come to my paws. And poof it was there, in a cloud of Naruto-ish smoke. I pulled up Javier on the Reality Changer. Xavier was a total fem boi. He cross dressed, wore skirts and panties, he even had a few bras. From the back he would look like a female. No...not anymore! He would be a real MAN! As he belongs to me in every way. Now slavery does sort of exist, but it's a form of punishment in this reality. But for Xavier...an orphan, he didn't have much of a choice. Sure I legally own him. I signed the papers and what knot...hehe "knot", I could do whatever I wanted with the tiger boi, and I want to make him a man.

A holographic image of the slave fem boi appeared in the space above my iPad, a feature I added. His slave collar was pink and had all kinds of floral designs on it. Nope not anymore, it was now a thick black leather collar with spikes on it. I toyed with the height settings sliding the bar from 5'2" to 7'2". I settled with 6'11", a nice good height for a growing boy...er...man. At the moment Javier would not feel any of the changes, because I didn't save them. I moved down to muscle mass, and went to a pro body builder/ heavy weight. I settled him at 410 lbs of pure muscle. I had the option of changing Javier's fur color and pattern but it stuck to his natural Siberian Tiger fur pattern of a rust and black, though i made his coat very thin to show his powerful muscles. To make Xavier seem more intimidating I changed his innocent blue eyes to a feral yellow. His paw pads stayed pink, he needs to have something cute on him. Now to my favorite part of the alteration process, his cock and balls. I made him a hyper fur, 21 inches of thick tiger cock, uncut as well. His balls were as big as grapefruits and hung low. He would now serve a few more purposes besides maid. Now he would be my bodyguard and my sex toy. Now for the bonus features, which are always funs to add. I added a strong manly musk to his body, he would smoke cigars and drink beer like a normal, manly man would. I also gave him some knowledge of fighting, MMA, a good balanced style of fighting in my opinion.

Now that I was done, manually altering him, the rest of the program did the necessary changes in clothing style, eating habits and other things that took too long to do. I proceeded to take my bath, enjoying the warm water, I slowly lathered the fur shampoo into my wet fur, taking my time. I heard the door unlock and open. Then a few beeps from the security system, must be Javier. "Kitty? That you? I'm in the bath!" I called out. "Who else it gonna be? Ain't no one got a key but me and you." He said. I really like his new way of speaking, all gruff and ghetto. Javier walked into the bathroom. Unlike from what he used to were, all women's clothing, now it looks like he went to heavy metal/biker. My kitty wore leather chaps and some jeans under it, some biker boots and a white beater. "Oh damn, you've been working out huh Kitty?" I said with a grin. Xavier flexed his bicep. "I try, I try." He said with an arrogant grin plastered on his muzzle. He began to strip himself of his clothes, still looking as sexy as the hologram did. His uncut cock flopped into view as his pants and thong fell came off and slid down his knees. He got into the tub with me and then eased into my lap. Though he is mature and acts and looks like a man in his thirties, my kitty needs some alone time with his master. He purred and nuzzled my pecs, his broad feline muzzle licked between the valley of muscle that was my man cleavage. I murred a bit rubbed his ears. I smiled as his yellow eyes looked up at me, holding that spark of a child. I pressed a button on the wall next to me, a device that would bring up a flat screen TV, I could do my work from here, not writing...managing. Or watch TV either way it was fucking cool.

Javier turned on his side, letting his tail curl around my waist. He purred slightly and slowly drifted off into sleep. I gently washed his musky body cleaning it of days of hard work at the gym and other stuff that my tiger does. I heard a beeping on the monitor, it was an incoming call..from who I don't know. "Who is it." I answered. The image was taking its sweet time to load. "It's me, Calvin from the Slaver's Office. I've...oh goodness, I'm quite jealous. I wish my slave was as attractive as he is." Calvin said. "Javier is one of a kind." I said. "Now...on to business. Now I enjoy your company, but is there a new shipment coming in? Or you just wanted to see me naked." I said. "No, I have a man I've been talking to for a little bit. Nice yellow lab. Country boy just moved into the city. Perfect for me right? Well, I've been looking for the specific names you told me about Mr. Summers. Nothing yet." Calvin said. "Ah well thanks for trying man. Now let me get back to bathing and cuddling with my kitty." I said rubbing Javier's ears, which caused him to purr. The big cat nuzzled my pecs while I bathed him, one of his favorite activities is cuddling up with me be it the bath or the bed. Now I saw the clock and it was getting close to 8:00 pm. I shook Javier and woke him up from his submissive trance. "What? Gotta go already? I just got here!" Javier said as he sat up. "Yeah I know kitty but I have to get ready and go soon. And you have to clean up!" I said standing up, ignoring Javier's grumbles. I drained the tub and entered the fur drier, Javier had no need since his coat was very thin. Just a good towel dry was good for my kitty. I let the warm air lift and style my fur in its normal elegant and regal fashion. I walked out of the bathroom, headed straight into the closet to pick out my clothes and get ready for my date with a hockey hunk.