Werewolf of the Apocalypse

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#1 of Chapter 1


This is my very first story published on the internet, so, please leave many comments that might be of help to me in the future.

Chapter 1

"I think he likes me," David said to himself as he walked through the woods home from school. "I really think he likes me." All around him, birds and other forest creatures moved in secret, keeping out of sight, and going about their own business. David was your typical fourteen year old boy, having entered puberty only two years previous. He already knew he was gay, and he wasn't afraid to tell others about it either. David stood a mere five foot four, about average for his age. He had shoulder length blond hair, slightly curled at the edges. His eyes were the most startling anyone had ever seen. They were a deep, bright blue, so blue that many people thought he wore contacts to make them seem so, so vibrant, but they were real. He was a really handsome boy too, and many of the girls still tried to get him to go out with them, even when he told them he wasn't interested in them at all. 'That's what girls do,' he thought to himself.

All this time, he had been wondering about this one boy in school, not paying the least bit of attention to where his feet were carrying him. His name was Bobby. He was the cutest boy David had ever seen. He had long, beautiful black hair that reached his waist. His eyes were ice blue, and the way he smiled, it just made David heat up inside. He was getting a hard on just thinking about him. Bobby had just moved to their town not too long ago, and had just gone through his first week in school. Thinking back, David remembered the first time that Bobby had come up to him, asking if he would be his friend, cause he looked so cool. Ever since that moment, they had been nigh inseparable. They were like paper and pencil. You couldn't do much without the other. Over the week, Bobby had become very friendly with David, even telling him that he was gay. David took it all in, and he told Bobby that he was gay too, although neither was ready to voice their possible feeling to one another. After all, it had only been a week.

A twig cracked under his feet, drawing him out of his reverie. He looked up, not recognizing where he was. Deep down inside, he knew he couldn't get lost, because he had traveled all over the forest for six years, and knew it by heart, even with his eyes closed. Nothing really dangerous lived in the forest, although he had heard on the news the previous evening that a pair of twin genetically altered foxes had escaped a lab just outside of town, and had been spotted in the area. He, however, wasn't scared at all. He wanted to meet them, hoping against hope that they would accidentally run into him in the forest. He loved foxes, had loved them since he was six years old, in fact, and we're not talking master and pet love, we're talking the other kind of love. No sooner than the thought left his mind, a bush to his right rustled, drawing his attention away from the trail that was rapidly dwindling to nothing but overgrowth in the forest and tree roots.

"Who's there," David called out, not in the least bit frightened. He looked around him, having found himself in a nicely shaded glade, that he had never been to in the forest. Another bush to his left rustled, and he glanced up in time to spot a large fox stepping out from behind it. David gasped, total surprise evident on his face. He glanced to the other bush in his right, and out stepped the other red fox, the twin.

{You called for us,} the fox on the left said. No, that's wrong, he didn't say anything. His muzzle had never moved.

"What?," David sputtered out, looking back and forth between the two foxes. 'Did I just hear them in my head?'

{Absolutely. We can talk about a great many things, if you wish. But, from what I can read in your thoughts on the surface, you want me to do something for you,} the fox on the left said again, and his tongue lolled out in what appeared to be a grin.

{Yes. We know all that you know, young boy, especially of your 'desire' to meet with us. We have been searching for you for quite some time, homing in on your thoughts from a great distance. I hope we didn't give you a great scare,} the fox on the right spoke up, stepping closer to David, then sitting down on his rear legs, exposing his stomach, and other parts for David to see.

"No, you didn't scare me, I was just surprised that you would show up right when I was thinking about you, although I somehow knew we'd meet," David said out loud, unsure if he could speak with them using his mind. He looked back and forth, admiring their fine coats of fur, then shivered all of a sudden as a gust of wind swept through the little clearing. 'I wish I had a fur coat just like theirs,' he thought to himself.

The two foxes glanced at each other, their muzzles parting in a panting grin. {This boy could be of some fun, and I see in his thoughts that the idea of us mating him wouldn't be a bad idea,} said the fox on the left.

{You're right, brother, I too sense that this boy, this David, would greatly enjoy our loving embrace,} the fox on the right agreed with his brother.

David, meanwhile, sat down on the grass, waiting to see if they were going to do or say anything more to him. Just as his butt hit the ground, however, both foxes bound over to him, licking him on the face and neck. "Stop it," David giggled out, "that tickles."

{How would you like to have a fur coat like ours?,} the fox on the right asked, already knowing what the answer to the question would be before it was blurted out by David.

"Are you serious? I can have a fur coat just like yours?," David asked, an incredulous look on his face. He glanced back and forth, waiting for one of them to laugh in his head and tell him it was all a joke. Instead, both foxes just continued to lick his face and neck, forcing him to close his eyes lest he get saliva in them.

{Of course we can give you a fur coat like ours. All you have to do is let us mate you,} the fox on the left said. He leaned over David and licked him on the lips, eliciting a moan from the boy.

"If I do this, will it hurt?," David asked, wincing at thought of the possible pain he might have to endure.

{Only for a second or two,} the fox on the right responded.

"Well then, let's get right to it," David said eagerly. He began to pull off his clothes, first removing his shirt, then his shoes. As he pulled off his socks, then his pants, the foxes stepped as close as was possible, and began to lick him all over his body. The extra attention elicited some very excited moans from David, already hard from just thinking about what they were going to do to him. His six inch cock stood up straight, just waiting to be licked and love on by the foxes.

Further and further the foxes moved down his body, licking it all, tasting every last inch of his flesh, from head to toes. Once they had reached the bottom, both moved back up and began to avidly lick David around his cock. coating it in saliva. Moans were escaping David's mouth so fast, he could hardly catch his breath. The fox on his left moved back up to his open mouth, sticking his long, fox tongue into David's mouth, licking around the cavity, and even wrestling with his tongue. The other fox continued to lick his cock, sometimes seeming to suck on it too. Not ten minutes later, a serious moan escaped David's mouth, and he came right then and there, all over the right fox's muzzle.

Almost totally spent of his energy, David rolled over after the foxes had stepped away. He lay there on the grass on his stomach, resting with is eyes closed. "THAT, that was the best blow job ever," he panted out. Suddenly, he felt a warm body standing over him, and he knew what was coming next. One of the fox twins was about to mount him. He sat up on his hands and knees, getting into position for the fox to mount him. Just as the fox behind him jumped up onto his back, the other fox jumped up onto his front, mounting him from both ends.

Both foxes began to hump away at David on both ends, panting together as one. From the fox on his rear end, he could feel a slight pressure building up, as the fox forced his seven inch cock into his butt, bouncing back and forth, in and out. For the fox on his front, he opened his mouth to accept the questing cock in, immediately going to town and sucking it like it was his favorite pop. As he sucked, he licked all around it, tasting the musky sweat of the fox, salty, yet greatly satisfying. It smelled of the earth, a wonderful aroma.

He continued to suck and get fucked, feeling warm all over. 'This must be the beginning of the transformation,' David thought to himself. He first noticed that his mouth seemed to be stretching around the cock that he continued to lick. Opening his eyes, he crossed them to see what was happening. His eyes grew bright at the sight before him. His mouth and nose had combined and stretched out, forming a slightly foxish muzzle, his nose a dark black. He could feel other parts of his body shifting, changing shape and growing fur, all while he was being fucked by two very horny foxes. His ears shifted further up on his head, forming a point on the tips, growing fur in and around them. The fur was spreading further down his body, and, as it grew, that part of his body became warmer, the cold dispelled permanently.

As the fur reached his arms, he could feel the joints in his hands shifting, growing longer. His nails cracked open, and new, pointed nails slid out, bloody. The pain was insignificant to the pleasure he was feeling, the best fuck in the world. Pads began to form on his palms, growing thicker and tougher, making it easier to walk on his palms over rough and sharp surfaces without hurting his new paws. His arms completely changed, the fur began to spread further down his waist, covering up his abdomen, belly button, then stomach. Finally, the fur began to creep down his hips, slowly spreading down his thighs, and covering his crotch.

As the fur reached his crotch, he could feel a larger mass trying to gain entrance in both his butt, and his mouth. Apparently, they were just about ready to knot him. He was sure he could take it in his butt, but he wasn't so sure in his mouth. His jaw could stretch only so far. They humped faster, panting louder and louder, their humping becoming erratic and frenetic.

Suddenly, both foxes howled in triumph as one and their knots popped in on both ends of David's body. They could not be removed. Having feared the worst for his mouth, he found that since he had changed already, he could accept their much larger knots easily. Since neither of the foxes could pull out, they began to hump rapidly, but with short pulls, not being able to move far in either direction.

Remembering the fur around his crotch, he felt his cock grow hard again, stretching. growing longer and longer. He felt his own knot beginning to form at the base of his cock, swelling to almost the size of a grapefruit. If he ever mounted someone, he wasn't going to come out any time soon. Just behind his knot, he felt a warm covering stretching, and suddenly, his new sheath slipped over his knot, having deflated a little to accept it. His whole cock slipped inside his new sheath, and the sensation was so, so, perfect, that he just sighed around the knot in his mouth/muzzle.

Having finished with his crotch, the fur continued to spread down his thighs, ankles, reaching his feet. His knees reversed bowing inward instead of outward, as a human would be. His feet grew longer, stretching, growing black, rough pads on the bottoms of his feet. His toenails split, revealing his new nails as they grew to an inch and a half long, razor sharp and pointed. The last thing to happen was this growing feeling just above his anus. It was his tail growing in. It stretched and stretched some more, lengthening out to about three and a half feet. It was bushy and red, revealing a black tip four inches long.

The transformation was complete, or so David thought. The foxes had yet to pump their seed into him, and he was wondering how much longer it was going to take, when it him them like a ton of bricks. All of a sudden, howls could be heard throughout the forest in many directions, scaring birds and other smaller animals from trees. With the abrupt howling, came the feeling of being filled from behind. The fox behind him was finally spilling his seed in his guts. Seconds later, he felt the fox stuck in his mouth let loose his load, and he began to swallow as quickly as he could, not willing to lose even a drop of the cum that erupted into his muzzle. The feeling of being filled lasted for another five minutes, and by the time they both just lay flat on his back, he was full to the brim on both ends with their cum. He probably couldn't hold another mouthful even if he tried.

Suddenly feeling very tired, all three collapsed to the ground, rolling on their sides so that they would be most comfortable. Resting that way for several minutes, David thought about all that had happened to him so far. He had been mounted and fucked on both ends by genetically altered foxes. He, himself was now an anthro fox, and he was loving every second of it. Last, but not least, he was tied on both ends by said genetically altered foxes for who knows how long, but that was the least of his worries. His last thought to pass through his mind was what would Bobby think of his new form, and then he fell asleep.

TO BE CONTINUED...