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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Jake was not entirely sure what he was seeing at first. ``U-uhhhnnnh, nnnnnfhh! O-oh fuck, you...'' The antelope that was currently scraping his horns against the floor, arms and legs up and curled, was groaning with a throat-rippingly loud and deep tone, his lithe form tensing and rocking as the sound of slapping flesh echoed through... ``Y-you?re so goddamn horny, you?ve been waiting f-for this, haven?t you, fuck...'' Wait, that... that was the sound of someone having sex. He was watching this willowy deer getting fucked seemingly by thin air. ``H-hhhnfh, mmmmmfh, mmmmh!'' The cat stared at the phone screen, stunned, settled back into his couch and starting to throb in his pants a bit, bewildered but admittedly turned on. The ungulate in front of him tensed back against the tile that he was currently planted on, his pants ripped apart, his shaft rock hard as his asscheeks were visibly slapped against and bounced by... something. Maybe this was a ghost? A horny ghost. Jake was watching a horny ghost fuck this guy hard somewhere late in the afternoon, deep golden glow spread out on top of the antelope?s body as he was penetrated. The video had just autoplayed while looking through his saved videos, as if it had inserted itself into the collection on his app. Maybe it could have been someone edited out, but... the cat could not picture someone wearing a greenscreen suit during sex, it seemed too awkward. He should have seen a shaft entering and exiting between that expansive set of cheeks if that was the case too, right? Instead, there was just the sight of that rear getting slammed into, depressed, the gazelle?s eyes wrenching closed as he was pistoned into, slam-fucked by the wind, the camera seemingly at ground level and slightly tilted to catch the way that those limbs squeezed down like there was something solid between them. His arms roamed and stayed flat against some kind of invisible surface as he continued to gasp and groan out blissfully, hooftips clenching down and dragging over what had to be there but could not be seen. Either the gazelle was the world?s best actor or something was on top of him. Fuck, Jake could even see his fur being brushed and pressed down on as he leaned forwards, grunted, pressed his tongue out, began to curl and roll it in front of him like he was making something out...\n\nThe thrusting got faster as the antelope?s groans elongated. ``M-mmmmmnnnunnnnnnhnhhhh!'' \n\nThe video suddenly flipped backwards and showcased a white ceiling as the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh grew. ``Mmmmmmmmmmffffh, a-aaaah, aaaaaaaah!'' That voice rose, turned high-pitched, trembled and shuddered as the noise of something impacting his body slowed... followed by a heavier grunting that sounded like him but was deepening, growing warbling in a way that made it sound like his voice was being put through a modulator. ``H-hhnnnrrrfhhh, nnnnhhhrrrfh, hhhhhmmmmrrrrfh, rrrrrrrrrrrrrh...'' There was a loud crackling and snapping from nearby, sharp \n\nPPPPFH PPPPFHs coming from the room as that voice sounded more and more inhuman...\n\nThen, suddenly, the next video in Jake?s feed played, showing him a lynx that wanted to teach him how to make caramel peppermint brownies. The cat tilted his head in sheer confusion and scrolled back, but... no, that was it. What the fuck was that? He blushed hard as he considered it, going back through his history and saved videos to find it again while idly rubbing at himself through the front of his pants, but there was nothing between the brownie video and the one before it of a giraffe going into an involuntary somersault after hitting his neck on a tree branch while on a Vespa. It was like the video had practically deleted itself off of the app as fast as it had shoved itself into his view. Jake had no idea how the hell a video even did that... but... mmmmfh, he was not going to forget what he had just seen. It was too out of the ordinary, too bizarre... too flustering. Whatever was happening to that gazelle, it looked like he was at the height of his lust as he writhed around on the floor, his delight audible in his voice before whatever... whatever was at the end of the video there happened. \n\nIt was a few days later, long enough for the video to settle into long-term memory, when he started to get the text messages. He was standing in line waiting to get a burger at a fast food place when he felt his phone buzz in his pants. The grey striped feline pulled his phone out and looked at the notification on his phone. Just a string of numbers, no text... just a photo. Weird, if this was a spam text he expected it more to be yelling at him about traffic ticket fees or telling him that people were interested in buying his house... He opened his phone and was immediately baffled about what he was staring at until he realized... That was the game store that he liked visiting...\n\nHe almost forgot that he was waiting to order food, and when he got to the cashier he was so out of it that he had to take a few seconds to stare over the menu again. What... what the fuck did that mean? Maybe one of his apps was trying out some kind of new feature and it was taking the occasional snapshot of his... recent location, no, that was a huge privacy breach. Besides, he would have gotten some warning about that, right?\n\nA few hours later, at home, another text much like what he had seen before popped up on his phone again. This one showed a picture of... looked like a movie theater? It was pretty packed, too... \n\nWait, he had gone to see that action thriller with the killer bugs eating people a few weeks ago, right? That looked about the same size as the theater that he had entered... the chairs were the same, the walls were the same coloration... Oh god, was he being stalked? What the hell would he have done to get someone to start following him?\n\nThe rest of that evening was spent trying to look up information on what to do to get protection from the police if need be... and the results were increasingly disheartening as he was forced to pivot from that to looking up ``getting text messages of where I like to go'' on a search engine. As it turned out, the police needed more of a credible threat than ``I?m getting weird pictures on my phone'' to do anything to actually help him. Switching up what he was searching for brought up the same thing as he was dealing with on a couple message boards, people complaining about seeing a video online of someone getting plowed into and then getting strange pictures. They were still coming, even after deleting whatever app they were using that had shown them the video, doing a hard wipe on their phone... all sorts of different attempts to shake whatever the hell had been installed on their device, only to inevitably get another message soon after.\n\nThe texts continued to show up on his phone... even at five in the morning, he heard the soft bzzzt of his smartphone storing up more messages for him to wake up at and panic a little bit at. He could see pictures of the beach that he had visited last summer, the music store that he had picked up some new sticks for his drum set from, one of them even showed the tabletop place that he liked to get board games at in the middle of the night... It was that last one that made him nearly gasp and drop his phone as he realized that there was a shape in the middle of the open staff entrance. It almost looked like a hollow skull floating in mid-air, pale white eyes staring back at the camera, almost impossible to register until he saw it just at the very leftmost of the picture, threatening to be cut out by the frame. Once he saw it, though, it was impossible to not notice it.\n\nHe called up Dragon?s Crypt as soon as they opened and sent them the photo, asking them if they had set up some kind of prop in their store since he had last been in. The response was that they would ``get back with him'' and then posting up online that they had maybe had their store broken into and that they were going to be closed for the morning for everyone?s safety. That was... obviously not reassuring. It was a wonder that he was able to focus on getting ready for work the next day with the fact that he was still getting similar pictures. The skull showed up in the next image he was sent, all of them coming from different strings of numbers that were only used once, all of them slowly pushing down the rest of his contacts underneath the growing library of photos... This time, it was attached to a body that clarified just exactly what he was looking at. The skull was nestled into the front of its head, like it had been denuded of fur and skin around the front of its face, the pointed ears continuing to make it look like a dead canine. It was tall, reaching up so that if it brought one of its hands up it could touch those sharp daggers-for-fingernails up against the tile at the corner store that he had hit up to get some chips on the road trip that he had gone on last month. Its fur was as dark as midnight, making it appear to be like a void in the otherwise colorful photo, thick and shaggy. As to what it was doing, it seemed to be walking through one of those aisles, head tilted away from the camera, like it was trying to hunt someone down.\n\nHe sucked a breath in and put his phone down. Maybe he would keep it turned off for a bit? No, that would not help either. Jake was pretty sure that waiting for a full-on deluge of pictures to come in all at once when he turned it back on was going to stress him out even harder. Maybe it was time to put in for another vacation... Yeah, this soon too, he was pretty stocked up on days off. He had a friend or two that he could stay with on the other coast, after all, ones that would be delighted to have him. At the very least, he tried to ignore his phone while he spent that day off doing what he was planning on until he could no longer stay away from the buzzing and saw the build-up of pictures there. Any trip took a bit of time to plan out, get cleared for off-days. Besides, the distraction was important. What was he supposed to do, put in to buy a gun or something? That was going to take time too, he did not even have a license...\n\nNow that whatever that thing was was out in the open, it was apparently not shy about getting seen by the camera. The cat was noticing it in every picture that was coming. Sometimes it would be right in the center of the frame, sometimes it would be off in the distance, one time he nearly threw the phone in a panic as he just got a picture of its grinning fanged skull pressed up against the camera. In fact, looking back on it, there were hints in the first pictures that he took as well... or maybe he was just seeing things. He could swear he saw bits of black fur in the sides of those first few pictures... or maybe one of those sharp-sloped claws next to a doorframe or curled across a board game at the side. The beach had footprints on it like someone or something had walked across it barefoot... and those footprints were expansive, spoke towards large feet and a heavy body. \n\nIt was like that in the house, too, as much as he tried to tell himself that he was just seeing things and not to send himself into a sheer panic at the thought of it catching up to him (and there was no denying now, considering that pattern, that it was now looking for him). Occasionally he swore that he heard a door creak elsewhere in the house or saw a flash of pale bone just out of the corner of his eye... There was one moment, in the evening, while he was trying to sleep, where he thought his computer chair was something bent over and looking at him, the vision dispelled as he shone his phone light on it. How he ended up getting any sleep at all, he was not sure, it was a small miracle but he took it. His rest, thankfully, came out without dreams as well, the cessation of consciousness that transported him from one day to the next in moments.\n\nThe morning, at least, showed a bright side to all of this: this creature might have now been \n\nprowling behind the counter of the burger joint that he liked and had first gotten these texts at, but at least it was away from him. A bit concerning that it was now getting closer, but... maybe... maybe the fast food place photo was a fluke. No need to do anything too rash yet. He threw on a button down, some slacks, got a tie on, and took off, following along his usual route. The cat was going to drop a little bit of money and time to go grab some donut holes and a coffee at the shop five minutes away from his home. It?s how he usually started the day once showering and preparing lunch was out of the way, but... hey, this would still be a good little treat.\n\nIt had been a bad couple of days so far... why the hell not splurge a little bit on a pick-me-up? He had plenty of time to enjoy himself. The donut holes were joined by a little packet of bacon, savory to balance out the sweet, along with a caramel latte that he let linger in his mouth instead of slurping down as fast as possible as he looked at the news. Well, it looked like it was going to be raining later today, but at least... Bzzzt. He flipped open the text before he even considered what he was about to look at, a rote action that went faster than his mind comprehended all the potentials of.\n\nJake almost screamed before he covered his mouth as he noticed that the next picture had been taken at his home. The creature now had its hands on his counter, looking over into the rest of the kitchen, leaning forwards on the tile. He immediately dropped heading into work and called in sick before moving to book a hotel. Maybe the coffee was not the best for his nerves, but... he had it, he was not going to just dump it. Once he had a room booked a good eight hours away from his current location, he hit the road. Screw this thing, he was not going to be caught by it. Driving in a random direction and then coming back home should have been enough to throw his scent off, confuse its trail... maybe if he was really lucky, he could really throw it for a loop... Nobody had mentioned yet that they had just abandoned their phone in all the research that he had done. Maybe he could just tuck his phone under the bed in his room and whatever this was would be trapped there, unable to follow him. Why was he afraid to look in the rear-view mirror?\n\nWhy was he afraid to turn around when he stopped to use the restroom a good fifty minutes? He\n\nalmost dreaded coming back to his car, the sight of the backseat being empty giving him no real relief once he finished doing his business. He tried not to speed out of the rest stop?s parking lot as he got back on the road, kept his eyes forwards. The phone had already buzzed twice while he had started to driving. It was getting more frequent. Did that mean that thing was closer? Time gradually faded away as the storm clouds rolled in and rain eventually began to spatter down on the top of the car, making for harsh driving. He took it slower, lowered his breath. Gripped the wheel. Deep inhale... deep exhale. \n\nDeep inhale. Deep exhale. Deep inhale.\n\nDeep exhale, with a flush of heat pushing along his shoulder. That was... that was nothing. He reached forwards and turned the air up as hard as it could go. There was the vaguest feeling of something shifting in his backseat, the vaguest notion of movement. It was not there. Jake just had to keep driving. Bzzzt. Bzzt bzzzt. You know what? He was not going to even look at those. His phone could just keep on trying to show him as much of the creature as it wanted, and that was fine. Jake would handle it when he was ready for it. That heat remained banished as the cat kept the AC cranked until he started to shiver, and then dropped it back down to a more normal temperature. If he left the phone at the hotel, well... maybe it would end up getting thrown in a lost-and-found. Then this thing could just hang around there all the time and enjoy the pool. Jake forced himself to laugh at that. God, he hoped this worked...\n\nBzzzt. Bzzzt. He was half-tempted to just toss the damn thing out the window at this point, but his reservation number was on there. Bzzzzt. It must have really wanted his attention. Jake was not sure when he had made the connection that it was the one sending him its pictures, especially since none of the photos seemed to be directly taken by it... but he did not believe that anyone was sending it for them. Who would help something like that try to freak him out? Was something like that even capable of understanding what a phone was? At some point he had slipped into the idea of it being some kind of otherworldly being, and thinking that felt so ridiculous it was almost embarassing, but with how often it was starting to intersperse itself into crowds and other locations in these photos with seemingly nobody else noticing... Y-yeah. Yeah, that was the only explanation. Bzzzzt. The radio went on at max volume. Jake sang along as best as he could. The buzzing became lost in percussion and guitar and the patter of the rain on the windshield and the back and forward vrrrrt of the wipers.\n\nEventually, night began to fall, as it did the rain started to die down so that by the time that Jake ended up at the chosen hotel that he had picked out, he stepped out into chilled gales working across his body and not much more. The winds were strong enough that he felt them dividing around his body while they pushed across his form, but not enough to divert him from heading into the lobby. He had made sure to choose a place that was bright and well-traversed, one of those big chain mid-level hotels that was more than ready to accept him on a random weekday. A flash of black fur in the lobby, drawing behind a pillar and into the lounge that had a few travelers having drink in it was another patron of this place, obviously. He felt his heart drop as he saw that there were sixty five new messages on his phone and opened up the email that had been sent to him for his hotel confirmation. Later. Later, when he was ready. Once he checked in, he walked down the hall to the elevator. No luggage meant no return trips to the hotel, right? Something pale white and curved poking out from an alcove was a statue. Maybe it was an arm or a sweeping branch of some kind of interpretive rendition of a tree or something. He winced a bit as there was a clattering noise on the sides of the elevator as he began to rise upwards. Almost sounded like something was tapping or adjusting its hold on the lift...\n\nJake breathed a little easier once he got into his room and flopped down onto one of the two beds in the room, a whistling noise sounding from the windows outside. Oh god, did he want to pass out right now? He had asked for a few days off, maybe he could just... linger here for a while. It was not like he could run forever. Maybe... maybe he would sleep here, ditch the phone, and then leave first thing in the morning back for home. That sounded good for a plan. It was that or drive out further. Maybe... maybe he would leave that for the future if this did not work... That vacation? That would be a way of doing it. The rope-a-dope that was \n\nFor right now, though... His stomach gurgled a bit as he planted a paw down on it. Shower first, \n\nthen room service. He checked the little hard plastic sheet laid out on the side there and... Ooooh, pizza with multiple toppings, he had arrived here in time before they shut down delivery... \n\nAfter getting a soak in and putting in his order, Jake looked down at his phone... closed his eyes, reached out, took it up, turned it on, opened it. If he just ignored it, could whatever this thing is even follow him? Was it based on him seeing the photos? ... He still wanted to know. The cat opened his eyes again and went down to the first new message. The creature was looking up at his roof, with the camera staring back down from on top of his house. Next message, it was... it was following him. The figure was now outside of his neighborhood in the center of the road, right behind a moving car. Jake grimaced but kept going... On top of the donut place, then to his workplace, then back to the donut place... With growing worry, the cat watched as the skullfaced creature migrated out of his town in the pictures and began to head outwards, heading down the road, appearing on overpasses, on the catwalks in front of billboards, at gas stations and fast food stops. Jake?s heart started to pound as he realized that it was following along further and faster than he might have hoped, although... although the weather outside was starting to proceed faster than he might have guessed in that collection of pictures. It was raining earlier in that journey, maybe... maybe it was having trouble following him? That last picture showed it at night standing in front of the bathroom that he had used earlier, a goat and her two kits walking by it talking to each other. Maybe it was already confused?\n\nThe point was that it was not here. Jake groaned happily and put the phone down on the side of the bed, rest his head back, gave out a relieved breath. It was possible that it had slowed down after not being able to catch up to him now that it had his scent, it had turned around, or maybe there was some limit to how far it could travel like it had run out of carrier while going too far away from where he lived. Maybe he was actually going to get some sleep tonight instead of keeping a vigil at the front door. Pretty soon after he made that realization, he heard knocking... and with that, he had pizza! Oh god, Jake had had no idea how starved he was, adrenaline and fear keeping the need at bay as he had taken his drive away. Biting down into that rich cheese and sauce and the savory combo of spicy pepperoni and sausage was making his spirits rise, filling a hole, giving his deprived body something that it had some desperately wished for but had not been able to raise its voice loud enough to request from him over that background terror. The feline quickly consumed most of the pizza in front of him on the bed and guzzle down the two bottles of soda that he had purchased, eventually ending up wonderfully content and splayed out on the bed.\n\nAfter a couple comedy specials to steady his nerves, Jake was ready to sleep, the clock next to his bed telling him that it was early in the morning. Bbbzzt. The cat sat back up, dressed in only his underwear at this point, and reached out to look at his phone. As he brought the device up, he noticed something large on the other bed. He looked up, yelled, immediately tossed his phone at the skullfaced figure standing in front of him and peering down at him. The device went straight through the figure as it stepped down towards Jake, hitting the wall behind it with a loud CRKKKH and falling to the mattress. The cat immediately backed away onto the bed and ran towards the front door as the creature loped towards him, reaching towards the locks and beginning to unlatch them as fast as he could. Not fast enough, though. Those claws grasped at him, tugged him back hard. ``N-no!'' He was yanked and then pushed away, looking up as he stumbled back and saw those blank white eyes peering down on him.\n\nThe cat looked at the creature, and the creature looked back. Shock turned to an urge to do something to escape, and he ran for the alarm clock next to the bed, pulled it up so hard that the plug ripped out of its socket, and hoisted it up, waiting for it to come closer so he could... swing the electronic at the creature or throw it or... or.... It was not moving that much. In fact, it was just at the foot of the bed now, staring at him. Jake waited for a bit... for someone to come knock on his door from the other rooms, for security to show up, for the creature to make another move... and then he startled forwards as if to lunge. ``What?! What?s wrong?!'', the cat yelled out. ``You come all this way out and you just want to stare at me?!'' The creature did not respond, but it was also not moving. ``Say something!'' Now that it was closer, Jake could see that its fur fell in long strands around its face, black locks rolling across the slope of its bony visage as it looked him over. ``... Can you even speak?''\n\nIt shook its head. ``That?s... huh.'' Jake started to gradually lower the clock down. ``... Did you really just want to catch up to me so you could do this?'' No response, not at first. Then... a shrug. ``What does that mean?'' The creature proceeded to flop its ass down on the bed, still looking over at him, his tail giving a little thwpph as it stared at Jake, and the feline gradually moved to sit in front of it before placing his improvised weapon to the side. ``Okay, what... why, then?'' Trying to get out of the room seemed like a bad idea... did he really want to try and piss it off? ``... Here, give me a moment.'' Maybe it was not going to be able to talk to him... but it could write him a message. He reached back and grabbed his phone, cracked at its topmost left corner, from beside the bed, turned it on, and went to the notes section before handing it over to the monster. It stared down at the screen as if it was trying to read it even if it was just staring at a mostly blank note. Then, it began to tap the screen with those points, going slow at first but still making it so that the phone was letting out more KRRRCKHs and KRRRCTHs as it wrote out its message. Jake cringed really hard as he watched bits of glass fly off of the small rectangle before the creature gave it back to him. The feline looked down and tried to force a smile as, underneath the broken and demolished spiderwebbed screen, he could see a string of random numbers, letters, and punctuation. At least it had put a period at the end. ``T-thanks, that explains a lot...'' The creature sat up a little straighter and let its tail brush back and forth excitedly against the bed as it put its paws in its lap, clasped tight together.\n\nThe positioning of those hands made Jake look downwards, and... oh. The creature was actually carrying genitals on him, that was unexpected... Thick pouch, flaccid member that looked pretty weighty, maybe four inches at rest? The creature stopped and began to push those legs out as Jake stared, beginning to positioning himself before the cat realized what he was doing, and once the cat noticed what was going on Jake gasped, looked up and saw the monster staring back at him. ``R-right, that was rude of me, I just haven?t...'' He was not talking back to Jake at all, just staring... ``I mean I haven?t ever seen someone like you before,'' the cat stammered, his cheeks starting to get a bit red. ``I-I \n\nshould have guessed with the video that got sent to me, was... was that you?'' The monster gave out a little snort that for all the world sounded flustered and nodded frantically as his cock gave a visible throb, rising up a few inches before flopping down, the flesh breathing down there as it swelled and retreated, whatever the creature had for blood starting to pump into it and engorge it slightly. ``You were, uh... you were really enjoying yourself, those moans were getting loud.'' Fuzzy thighs tensed as Jake realized that his own member was starting to stiffen and push up against his boxers as the creature splayed his arms back and jutted his hips forwards a little, looking back at Jake over his own chest. ``He seemed like he was having fun too. Do you do that with a lot of people?'' Another nod as the creature reached down and squeezed as his own rod as it began to push upwards, swelling itself against his grip, the grasp on it acting like a post helping a growing plant to push upright, shifting upwards, dark black flesh that glimmered in the room?s light starting to push out against his digits. ``O-oh. Oh fuck, that?s why... that?s why you were following me. You?re horny.'' Another needy snort told him all he needed to hear as that dick twitched, Jake?s own mind starting to fill up again with thoughts of how that gazelle had been deep in bliss from when the video was taken. If all he needed to do to get fucked like that was open himself to this creature...\n\nH-hhhnnnh... He reached down and gripped himself around the crotch, pressing his growing arousal into his palm. ``You think I?d be fun to fuck?'', Jake asked, and the creature nodded again, curled its fingers tighter around his length, took a little push off of the bed for emphasis... N-nnnh, well now. Did he want to pass up an opportunity like this after seeing how mindblowingly enjoyable getting screwed by that creature was? He had gotten a taste. Might as well see what the whole dessert was like. Jake blushed harder as he reached down and began to gradually pull his bottoms off, wiggling out of them, pulling his feet out from his shoes and those shed underwear at the same time, just socks left on his paws. ``Okay, l-let?s...''\n\nHe was not prepared for the creature to grasp him like the monster was just ready to go, like having Jake?s naked body in reaching distance had activated him. Those big hands took him again and pushed him down to the bed before turning up around. ``O-or you can tell me how this goes, that?s fine too!'' Before Jake knew it, he was being re-positioned onto his front and then pulled upwards, the canine making sure that he was on his hands and knees before... O-oh wow. As that bony muzzle brushed in against his shoulder and then settled down on him, right against his face, he could feel the entity?s chest and stomach press against his body. He did not expect the canine to be warm, not when the skull face had suggested that he was some kind of zombie. Between that shaggy fur and that big body enveloping him, though, all that weight settling on him in a way that made him feel like the aberrant dog was nestling himself up against and curling onto him so that he could fit his large frame onto him, it was clear that he was decidedly alive. Jake shuddered a bit as that heavy chest, not toned or fat, just large, pressed outwards against his back with an inhale, a heavy snort of warm breath on his back making him shiver with delight and offer his ass. The canine reached up and lightly ruffled through Jake?s hair in what could only be a display of affection before giving him a lick up the neck, the feline left with a grin that turned a bit sheepish as the monster brought his hips up and planted that thick dong on top of his ass, let him feel the weight of it there. Large, yes, but not unfeasible to have stuffed into his backside, he could handle it... Not like he had been dainty about getting his hole stretched in the past, he had a couple toys underneath his bed that went from ``Training'' to ``Gonna Feel It When I Sit'' to ``I Need To Extract The Climax Right Out Of My Body'' and there had been parties where he had let himself get passed around in the past. The canine took his sweet time gradually pulling that cockhead between his cheeks and then proceeding to press forwards, to rest more and more of his weight on Jake?s back, the feline feeling himself gradually being pushed onto his arms and shoulders, made to angle himself just by sheer positioning as he grew as stiff as a board. The dog kept on nuzzling him as he carefully parted those cheeks, one paw holding him by the shoulder while the other went back and delicately rolled those sharp tips against his ass, making him shudder a bit as that domehead gently bumped up against his pucker. There was a soft growl from next to him as the creature planted his hands down into the bed, held himself there, and then...\n\nH-hnnnnfh... Jake started to wince as it began to gradually push itself forwards, that tip wedging\n\nagainst his hole, first starting to force itself through and fighting against the tightness there before sinking in and beginning to widen it out, that foremost flat point of its curved form making space for itself, pushing the entrance out, gradually curling it wider along itself. The cat let out a murmur as he tensed up while the discomfort that he needed to get over started to build. Apparently the entity did not practically understand that he needed to be lubed up first b-but... Jake squeezed his eyes tight together and breathed as the creature huffed next to him, brought a hand up again to pause and rub through his hair again before patting him on the head as if to praise him for taking that member. Then, he started to anchor down again, working his hips forwards towards the feline?s body and continuing to sink that cockhead in past the tip. Soon enough, the monster was beginning to grunt and huff behind Jake as he kept on working himself further, the cat able to feel the way that that tight ring of flesh at his rear was rapidly beginning to press out, that push starting to increasingly coax his tailhole into spreading faster around the canine. That cock was sliding forwards at an increasingly constant and rising pace, his rear stretching around that wide tube and the curved tip of its sphere... There was a pulse of sudden sensation, an intense jolt of delight that made Jake give out a ``H-hhhnnnh!'' as he felt his pucker suddenly push back down around that length, dropping just a bit from that ridge, just enough to make him feel it as he transferred from bell-end to proper shaft. Uncomfortable pressure transitioned along with it, started to turn into growing pleasure and delight as the feline?s tensed expression started to melt into an increasingly bubbly, warm smile as the entity seemed to take his time working that first inch in, flesh brushing and pushing against his walls, slipping over the nerve-filled flesh in a way that just... ``A-aaaahhh...'', Jake lightly groaned out as excitement was dragged into him, drawn in and settled into his body, increasingly pushed forwards into him like that length was dragging it in, a boat pulling its own wake around itself. ``Aaaaaaaaaaahnnnhhh...'' The creature was not even starting to blow his back out like he had seen on that video yet and this was already starting to feel really good, every second bringing it more pleasure radiating out in a tingly ticklish way through his form while that cock was pressing against him, urging against his walls, throbbing hard. He could feel every throb pressing against his innards, outlining that path forwards even further, putting it in bold... Jake was taking a heavy cock. He was going to feel truly and utterly stuffed when it was crammed into him.\n\nThe feline desperately wanted to be. He tried his best to hold still and just take it as the both of them breathed heavier, knowing that the entity probably was unable to blush considering the skull face but unable to help but imagine those cheeks growing darker with the way that those grunts and growls were starting to phlange at the ends, little ``H-hhhhrnnnhs...!''s pushing out of him as he pressed in. Gglad he was having fun too with this... Jake?s fingers were starting to press down and dig into the bed while he felt that next inch... and then the one after that... slowly sinking into him in a way that reminded him at the pace that a knife dug itself into a block of sharp cheddar, eaaaaasing itself in, maybe picking up a bit of speed the further it pushed but mostly keeping that slow dip down into him. At the same time, just by pushing himself in deeper, the entity was increasingly starting to make Jake feel more and more of the full girth of his rod, every inch tapering out just a bit wider, making sure that when those pulses hit they did not just push against his walls but increasingly surged outwards and put pressure on them, opening him out further for a brief moment. Every time it happened, he could feel his passage not entirely squeeze back to where he wanted it to be, his hole ratcheted just a bit more towards being wide enough to take his whole shaft, to getting the breath fucked out of him like he so desperately craved...\n\nIt was clear that this creature was a tender lover, though, taking his time, easing himself in instead of trying to cram it all in at once. He was getting used to the feeling of having that rod gradually sheath into him, having naturally ended up resting his head on his arms as he tried his best to push his ass back, the slow slide only getting increasingly pleasurable as it continued, as it cascaded need into his body while the push went on. It was a rolling wave that was only getting stronger as it came in with the dog?s dick, not picking up speed but picking up power as it brushed and pressed over his innards, that flesh reaching out to push down on it and making him feel the fullness of that weight within him. \n\nJake shivered with need as his innards increasingly glowed with the feeling of being worked into, all of that excitement building in his body and increasingly starting to melt his thoughts, gloop the edges of them, make his groans elongate and get more unintelligent and unrestrained as he was captured by his own delight. There was no need to look back, not when every time he did the creature grasped him by the head and gently nudged it back down onto the bed, not when he swore he could feel the creature?s body curving and making more of a J-shape against his body as those hips came closer. That heat mingled with the wooly texture pressing tighter to his back to make him feel like he was being fucked by a fuzzy blanket...\n\nThose dangling thick strands of hair continued to brush in closer and closer as Jake felt his head gradually press up, that snout ending up in between his ears as the monster began to nuzzle and settle his muzzle in on top of Jake?s head, beginning to lightly push his hips forwards to get himself in deeper and making Jake feel his cheeks mooshing against his body, the curves being depressed by his thighs. \n\nThen, he was nestled in, Jake?s ass pillowing him, a pleased little snort and growl escaping the entity as Jake shuddered happily and squeezed his legs closed, got a nice grip on him. The creature seemed to take his time settling in there, holding himself within that tight warm hole, feeling the way that Jake?s passage gloved around him with a soft rumble pushing through his chest...\n\nThen, he started to yank and pull himself back with a barky, rough laugh that carried a little lusty ``H-hhhrnnnh...'' at the end as Jake gasped while he was pulled back through hard. All that gentle treatment had worked him into a false sense of security that was being battered through, pushed into, the monster breaking him out of it like each one of those pulls and tugs was splashing cold water on his senses in the most delightful way. As his visitor thumped himself back against those walls, rocked inch after inch of girth out through that hole, he was impacting that head against flesh that was quickly starting to narrow back down, that was closing back in as that member withdrew, and Jake could feel himself starting to moan louder as the pleasure tapped at him like a ball peen hammer of lust against his thoughts, thmmph, tmmmmph, thhhmmmph... ``O-oh fuck...'', Jake shuddered out, his voice wavering as the canine did his best to wrench himself out of his body, pleasure spiking with each pull back...\n\nThen, his libido was rocketing up as the monster pushed forwards hard, apparently correctly understanding that Jake?s hole was ready for access and hard use as the feline tensed with a ``Gggghhhh!'', startled up, his tail brushing and flicking across the creature?s torso as he was filled full of maybe a third or even a half of that dick all at once. The monster did not give him a lot of time to become accustomed to the feeling of all that rod stuck in him and the resulting trembles of delight that shuddered through his being as he was plunged into. Jake could feel the dog drawing back a bit only a second after he was pushed into as the creature proceeded to take that momentum, draw it back and then pound forwards hard again, practically railing forwards into him with the rest of that arousal. He almost mised the hard THWCK of that member and those hips against him, kept engaged by the explosion of delight in his head as that wave that had been building within him felt like it had come back with a vengeance, was now crashing deep into him. The canine pulled back hard, Jake starting to get his claws into the sheets beneath him as his hole was worked. Every movement from the entity as it rocked back pulsing excitement through him that was both a sheer delight to the senses and a pile-up of flammable material that was ignited with the next push in, that exploded and left his nerves tingling with delight with the second press forwards. His dick was hard enough at this point as he was thrust into, bounced into the mattress below, that his member was feeling like it was trying to dig grooves into the comforter, his shaft leaving trails of precum in the material while the monster fucked him deep. He could feel it drooling on the top of his head now, a clear trickle of its oily spittle rolling down his brow and the side of his cheek as it rested more and more of its weight on top of him, began to force him to the bed, pinned Jake against his chest and the cushioning underneath them both. Jake did not mind. The ability to focus on the weight resting on his back was being weakened the more aroused that he got, the more that he felt his aching need built, constantly reminded of how desperate he was getting from every push by the way that his member twitched, pulsed, fought to split his attention between itself and the other dick slamming into him.\n\nThe ability to focus on anything else was being plowed out of him, honestly, the creature starting to pack himself in that new position like it was shoving a dipstick deep into an oil tank, trying for depth. The strain built with that first half and then expanded outwards with that lower part of the length, the canine?s cockhead almost trying to work an indentation into the back of his tunnel, making him think of bulbs that glowed brighter the further that the creature shoved himself in and dimmed when it withdrew, an electric current that kept on bouncing and warbling in time with those pushes. Delight and need rose in paired pushes that felt like they were starting to get harder, rock and shake him further, make the grunts rip from his body involuntarily soon. The creature was finding his groove, building into the swing of things, starting to increasingly slip into the pace that Jake had patiently been waiting for. The cat was already having a fantastic time, and it was clear it was only going to get better from here as the canine got comfortable with him, pushed harder into him, felt like he was trying to imprint him into the bed with his thrusts as Jake?s arousal churned and pulsed within him.\n\nJake did not see it when his phone faded away on the other bed and then faded back in, propped up on the arm that swung out from its case and recording the both of them as the creature absolutely slamfucked his entire member into that well-used asshole. That little halt with every push increasingly started to grow smoothed out as that canine kept on railing him like he was trying to bore a tunnel into his rear, the friction catching him in the middle of those presses feeling like it was fading away. Those thrusts were getting stronger, pushing through his body?s resistance, gradually forcing it to relax or just plain submit to the canine?s rod as it was repeatedly planted into his body. Every so often, he tried squeezing down, just to see what would happen... and he got his answer in the form of loud thick THWCKHs that would send the entity into a frenzy of pushes that seemed like they were in direct response to any attempts to hold him back, even the most token forms of pressure. Jake was not sure when he relaxed every time he pushed the canine to work at him further, only that his thoughts would get more hazy and he would end up sinking down into the cushioning beneath him, everything starting to circle around his arousal, how hard his dick felt, how hard that length felt in him. It was like every plunge into him was stirring up a whirlpool directly underneath his mind, making sure that if the canine went fast and hard enough Jake could do nothing but become a pillow princess as the monster slipped into smooth, constant bucks into him. He had actually ended up grasping up a pillow at some point and nestling his head against it as he was screwed, not entirely sure when he had done so, tailhole being plowed into hard enough that the cheeks wobbled with every push. Soon enough, he was practically trying to squeeze it around his face as the canine kept on slamming into him, his groans and whines being muffled by the cotton as his member continued to spill out and douse the blankets underneath him with his excitement. It was no real conscious thing that he was doing, nothing that had any real reason behind it, he just... it felt good to have something to grasp onto, and his face felt better with something that it could rest against as he was getting forced into the bed, and the two things sorta just mingled. Right now, all he could think about was the sound of his body getting fucked hard and the feeling of his cock pulsing and tensing against the bed beneath him as pleasure was imbued into him by his hole getting rammed into, filled full of shaft, railed in a way that left him spilling both that fluid out of his tip and his excitement out of his mouth. ``J-just keep going!'', Jake yelled out, his voice absolutely dripping with submissive bliss as he did. ``Don?t stop, I can take it, you k-know you wanna just let loose!'' Thwck thwck thwck twhkck, the canine was panting now as he was going at it, that tongue flopping against the side of Jake?s face and giving him the occasional lick as he increasingly churned the cat?s passage with every thrust, hips cleaving tight to his own and then drawing back before bouncing forwards just as hard again and again. Jake?s body was now accepting it eagerly, the only amount of squeeze left in him coming from when he decided to grip back down and from the natural tightness of those deepest recesses, of so much shaft being stuffed into that much space. Even doing the former was not causing the canine to move that much faster at this point, though. He was already pitching everything that he could into fucking the feline now, from what he could feel. \n\nSomething was feeling strange about the precum that the creature was starting to spill out into his innards as that shaft inside of him was pulsing and gouting it down his hole, spreading it a bit with each pump. There was a tingliness that he would have compared to his foot going to sleep if there was any discomfort to it, a sensation of organic static that felt like it was beginning to spread out through his body, but it was not killing the mood at all. The only thing that would have done that at the moment would have been if something interrupted the both of them and the creature disappeared on him or at least stopped planting his cock deep in the cat?s ass. For right now, Jake was happy to accept some sort of weird sensation from his body as that monster?s joy was introduced to it while he was pumped into, the creature giving out another grunt as those hips continued to bounce against his own like the canine was on some sort of pelvis trampoline, thckwtwhckthwchktwckh. His arms suddenly pulled under Jake?s own, rolled him onto his side, pulled back so that he was immobilized against his body, held him so that his shoulders were pressed into the entity?s chest for a few pushes. Then, they flopped onto the canine?s back so that that feeling of being bounced was only intensified, so that every smack up into him made his lower half rise and then fall again, almost making him feel like he was being impaled on that rod in the best possible way. The cat?s expression melted into a mindless, fucked out look as he almost felt his stomach being bulged from the force of those pushes, tailhole opening and yawning like a finger trap along that length as it was forced in repeatedly, pleasure rising and falling in time with those bounces, mind being battered by the excitement that was coursing through him. The canine felt like he was trying to find the perfect position for the both of them, the one that would give him the most amount of pleasure and the deepest thrusts possible. Jake had his vote for what he felt was working best, but maybe it was a bit biased considering he could feel his thoughts practically bubbling above his own white hot arousal at this point, every thrust punctuated by another soft slurred \n\n``Ffffuckh!'' and ``Ghhhhnnnh!'' spilling out of him. \n\nHis own member was wobbling around with every push into his body, precum being spattered out and flicked from left to right as his pelvis was impacted into, as his walls were pushed against, forced into, thrill rocketing up into him like it was being delivered by an RPG as deep into him as possible, bursting and spreading through his whole body. His mouth refused to close at this point, threatening to stick in a constant moan when he was not swearing or begging for the canine to keep going, unending pleasure keeping him from Jake?s dick was unable to be touched at this point. Even if he could reach down to it he was not sure that he would have had the focus to stroke at it at the moment, even if it was screaming at him for not paying attention to it. The feline was able to occasionally look down when he could just barely get his thoughts together and see it pulsing, hard as it could be, a swaying and rocking pillar of firm flesh... but soon enough the thrusts inside of him touched onto something intensely sensitive, excavated some part of him that had not been stimulated yet. His eyes would roll back into his head and he would sink down onto that rod with a ``U-uhhhhnnnnh...!'', fingers twitching a little bit as he was used to the fullest, those arms curling tight around him as he was held tight with the only thing that he was allowed to do being to squeeze his legs tighter around that member. Fine by him, he barely had the mental capacity at the moment to do much else than try to squeeze as much thrill out of his bed partner as possible, trying to bring his thighs together and feeling his walls squeezing around that length, sandwiching it between his muscled walls, gripping and pulling on that rod as best as he could just from the sheer need to feel more.\n\nThe canine was giving him that. With every push, he was absolutely slamming in through that grip, making sure that pleasure crashed into him like a car going ninety, Jake starting to rest his head back against the canine?s skull face and brush his forehead up against his bony chin as he let out guttural grunts and gasps, shoulders desperately brushing and pressing against that chest. He lost control of his own body to the need to be fucked hard and feel as much of it as possible, his cheeks a bright red, every pulse of his length coursing more thrill through him, beginning to well up excitement through his form, to glom it together into one singular point within himself. Lust began to consolidate, to waft through him before bouncing back between his legs, his thoughts beginning to be corralled together so that they were starting to go from the wild and unfocused excitement that he had felt before to a singular need: he had to cum. He had to unload the growing slosh that was beginning to build within himself, that was starting to tangibly make itself known to his senses as he was pushed into, as he was pounded as deep as possible, filled with that pole, stretched out around it so that he felt like he was practically puppeted by it as the canine pushed him further and further towards his own need.\n\nThat desperation must have been felt by the entity as well, because soon enough he was returning to that first position, twisting with Jake so that he was slammed down into the bed underneath all of that weight and then immediately pumped full of cock up to the base, the momentum of that length pushing into him added to by the movement. It made sure that that next push drove in deep, hilted hard, blasted excitement through his tunnel, had him stretching out a bit underneath the canine as he was let go, filled, hands pulling out as far as they could, lightly dragging and clawing at the blanket underneath him as his form continued to writhe under the feeling of sheer excitement coursing through him. It was clear why he was shifting positions: the dog wanted to make sure he was buried in deep, gravity working with him at this point to sheathe as much of himself in as possible. The sound of Jake?s body being fucked hard echoed through the room and through his mind, the sheer lurid noise of those cheeks being slammed against enough to leave him blushing furiously. He twitched and tensed as he felt his member getting sandwiched back against his belly, his precum spreading warmth across it as it splashed out onto his own fur. Those snorts from behind him were getting more frantic, the occasional bark of excitement pushing out from the canine, those licks now being replaced by the feeling of that muzzle bumping against the back of his head like he was trying to give Jake kisses without lips. ``Tthank you for this!'', Jake breathed out, letting the only coherent statement that could come to his head spill out as he kept on squeezing on that rod and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing, heightening his pleasure and preparing for the next push, heightening and dropping, constantly inundated with delight but pushing it higher... ``Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!'' He could feel it throbbing wildly within him now, juddering and thumping around with every push, apparently not even wanting to hold still enough anymore to provide a smooth rapid glide in and pull back out. The entity was apparently focused on hitting as many pleasure points within Jake?s innards as he possibly could, that trail of tingling fluid being coated across his hole with every push...\n\nThe monster was grunting along with him, the both of them timing their vocalizations to the thrusting, the both of them losing themselves to the excitement that they were sharing. Somehow, the entity had managed to figure out how to go faster, now drilling down on Jake?s hole with his hilt and just working those last three or four inches in as fast as possible, twktwktwktwhk, leaving the cat floating on the delight he felt while he was vaguely aware at the canine was getting louder. Those gasps were elongating from his visitor, Jake?s repeated appreciations were growing thinned out and melding together into lustful groans, that length was twitching rapidly within him, starting to pull back, the creature was breathing thick bellows of air into him, those arms grasped tight against him, held him, close, barked in his ear, the entity?s breath roiling hot over him in a desperate shudder...\n\nThen, suddenly, there was an explosion of heat in him with the next push, the feeling of that dick grinding through his entrance making everything that happened next a little bit hazed by the sheer exhilaration that pushed through him, surged through his body like his thoughts were being pulled out to sea by the undertow. The canine let out something that sounded like a failed word that turned into a growl, a ``M-mmmmmmuuuuurrrrrrrrrrffffh...!'' as a splatter of warm viscous release pulsed through the cat?s body. It was voluminous, it coursed out through him like someone had practically unloaded a \n\nwhole syringe?s worth of jizz in him in one shot, and the canine was soon dug in up to the base as if he wanted to make sure that not a single droplet leaked out. Soon enough, another pulse of cum, and then another one, was being added into that packed hole, beginning to collect around the dick that had been planted in there, beginning to flood through his passage as the monster let his whole weight rest on the cat?s body. Every cumshot had the consistency of a wet, hot gelatin, goopy and see-through as it was jetted into his body. There was so much, and it just kept coming, working exhausted little grunts and huffs out of the cat that was now buried beneath the canine as that dick flexed within him and pressed up against his worked and tender passage. The static kept spreading into him, absorbed through his innards, pushed deeper with every splatter of that translucent thick cum pushing out into and spilling against his walls, collecting in his crevices and beginning to build up through his tunnel. As it surged through him, it started to feel like the haze that was in his head was beginning to change, turning into static that was blanketing his brain like he had wrapped it in the comforter underneath himself. Jake let out a needy little groan as a flush of pleasure that had nothing to do with how hard he had been fucked pushed through him. It was like it was almost... mechanical, artificial, had been manually triggered in him, like something had reached out and touched the pleasure button in his brain on purpose as opposed to from some other action.\n\nThe cat felt it again, and the pleasure that he had been stewing in radiated through his body as his eyes went half-lidded and his body began to feel limp, a wooziness building in underneath the bliss. The canine above him just kept cumming as it grasped him like a plush toy, turned him around, laid back and just let him relax on his body again. He... he knew exactly what Jake enjoyed best, the feline groaning, his voice starting to sound a little deeper, rougher as there was a tremble within his throat. He was such a... such a good friend... The feline?s eyes began to wipe clean after that, the blacks of his eyes turning a bright white as he let out another ``A-aaaaarrrrrrhhhh...'', his mouth opening wide, his tongue on display as his jaw dropped, the organ rapidly turning a pure black as it swelled in his mouth. His body felt like it was filling with that static, his tailhole somehow not overflowing despite the fact that he continued to be jizzed into, his ass squeezing down on that cock in measured grips, like it was a machine trying to thoroughly squeeze a toothpaste tube of everything it contained. He was not doing it on purpose, not even aware of the tenses... Maybe the writhing before had been connected to something else other than his delight, the start of something trying to take over his body, to make him move how it wanted him to move. His body felt like a soda bottle that had been shaken up, the suds gradually moving out to his digits as the blues in his gaze were devoured, soon enough completely removing his pupils, leaving his eyes whitened out with an inhuman gaze. ``A-aaaarrrrrrrnnnfhhhhh...'' A soft shuddering around his voicebox was followed by a throbbing as it enlarged, shifted shape, vocal chords being restrung as he gained and lost capability with it. He felt... strange...\n\nIt was a strangeness that he was rapidly growing accustomed to as he absorbed more of that \n\nclimax, was made to grow accustomed to it. The stripes on his fur were darkening, turning from an ashen black to a pure onyxian shade, beginning to lose the little bits of his base grey interspersed within it, those lines becoming far too solid for normal fur. Soon, they were like dyed shapes that were dragged through at the sides of his torso and his face... and as he felt his balls beginning to tense up, more sexual thrill coursing through him in that artificial manner bringing his cheeks to a dark red blush, that coloration was starting to expand outwards, the dark marks beginning to pull towards each other. They were eating up the space between their long forms, gradually pulling down towards one another, the dick within him throbbing and splurting more change into him as that friend beneath him growled. He growled back, pleasantly buzzy beneath his temples, as the dark marks on his fur squeezed in together, his tail rapidly becoming a slinking void in space, his sides down to his feet becoming singular bars, ink-like fur turning into shapes like sideburns without the texture along the sides of his face. He was becoming something else.\n\nIn fact, Jake was starting to forget what he was supposed to be as that bubbly feeling continued to fizzle away on his mind, lightly removing any thoughts or concerns that would have been a problem for him in the near future. The darkness spread, and soon enough he was just concerned with the feeling of his nerves being forcefully stimulated. As he grunted and growled his way through every pulse, his dick twitching and wobbling on his pelvis with that same rigidity to it, his tail started to twitch and flick instead of swaying and fritzing as it had before. With every erratic movement, the fur along it was starting to tuft out, growing into soft points and losing its more uniform look, growing thicker while also gaining a more shaggy look to it, the rounded tip soon turning into a conical point that was joined by flaring and spiked fur. Soon enough, that flickering was beginning to turn into full on wagging that was much the same was the entity?s own tail, the both of them starting to pant soon in exhaustion and need, the altering cat?s member streaking an increasing amount of precum down itself as he laid there on his friend?s body, happy to get to enjoy the feeling of his tunnel being constantly filled with sticky warmth. \n\nThe darkness continued to consume Jake?s fur coloration, the greys of his fur quickly yielding to that encroaching black, those blotches on his face and neck and sides quickly losing their solid shapes and instead spreading outwards into amorphous spills on his body. They pushed outwards and began to increasingly remove any distinction between his coat, taking the patterning and making it just one uniform shade of dark. His member began to stand up straight and throb as if it was being held between a firm grip as that black coloration reached his crotch fuzz, surrounded it, made it an island of flesh in the middle of the void as his sack was swallowed up by it. He twitched, trembled, felt that sensation practically starting to course its way up his arousal as he let out another ``R-rrrrrfh... hhhnnnffh, hhnnnnfh, rrrrrfh...'', unable to keep from squeezing his jaws down as he growled and baring his fangs in a decidedly unfeline way as it felt like he was being forced towards release in the best possible way. The cat could not work up the urge to stare down at his arousal as it stood up like a dowsing rod between his legs, just sort of wobbling in place now with every squeeze and swell, but if he did he would have been able to see a shift in its coloration beginning to squeeze its way up from his hilt towards the rest of his length, a rolling wave that felt like something was bubbling up through him. Is... was that... was he climaxing? The pink flesh was rapidly taking on a duller darkened look compared to the rest of his body, a more organic shade of black beginning to pull up across his arousal as his breathing quickened. It was like that phantom grip was... was stroking him, and he... he craved it so bad, the bubbling was starting to momentarily feel like it was getting hotter in his head, like he was standing in a sauna full of mist that was increasingly becoming a comfortable warmth, someone turning up the heat in there with a measured klckklckklck of the dial. Jake needed it, even if it did not feel right, even if he felt like he was getting some sort of artificially induced climax. The darkness crept up, up, up, his panting got louder, his fists balled as he felt his thighs tighten, not to milk anymore, just from the building pressure inside of him, the tension that was increasingly getting ready to spill from him. When his balls squeezed up against his pelvis, it was like someone was fondling and kneading at them, making his knees start to curl in, those whitened eyes clenching tight as he sucked in a breath, that release threatening to burst out any second...\n\nThe next pulse of excitement was joined by the tip of his cock being painted over with that black shade, the flesh glistening with precum and the light above as he let out a snarl and began to unload thick batches of jizz downwards onto the mattress. His member continued to stay upright, becoming a practical fountain of cream as he tilted his head back and let his muzzle open wide, his body absolutely wracked by the release coursing its way through his being, every nerve in his body lighting up like a Christmas tree as excitement slammed through him with each cumshot loosed. As Jake continued to unload out, those ropes gradually began to shift in makeup and coloration. That first, second, fourth pulse was normal, off-white and opaque. After that, though, the white began to fade away... the ropes increasingly got more see-through as Jake?s length pulled back, began to take on that gooey consistency of what was pumping into him as it altered. Seventh, tenth, thirteenth, those spurts stayed strong, pushed out with a rhythmic pulsing, coated his legs and the entity?s thighs and the bed underneath with seed that was increasingly starting to look like he was jizzing out a thicker kind of hand sanitizer. There was that static feeling swelling inside of his gonads while his cum was changing, altering that equipment... making sure that the load he was putting out was the last feline sperm that he would ever produce again. \n\nWhen he finished emptying out, he felt... different. It was something he could not explain, but it felt natural, and soon nothing to worry about as any concern faded away into the rest of the white noise in his head. He kept on snarling happily, eyes half lidded, as there were a series of loud cracking noises along his face and neck and back and spine, his fur increasingly consumed by that darkness so that there were only patches of grey now, so that he now had a mostly dark black coat. It was like his frame was being shaken, broken painlessly, bones popped out of shape and then put back together in a new way. Those noises started to increasingly sound off through his body as his frame began to expand itself out, stretching down his friend?s body, his spine expanding out with every crackle, his paws expanding and thickening out as they were coated by darkness. The fingers and toes pulled out, lost their feline roundness and began to take on a more extended look, like a dog?s but far too long. His nails hardened, began to elongate as the keratin turned into a substance that could not be found anywhere on earth, stretched out into points... Honed, lengthened, pulled into points that could rip through flesh as they began to turn into almost a silvery grey. Jake could not think of doing such things, though. He was not made for that.\n\nEven if his body was becoming increasingly fearsome, warping beyond recognition even if he could not recognize himself in pictures taken of himself anymore, Jake was not meant to hurt. He just wanted to enjoy other people?s company, his body continuing to enlarge, his form pushing towards a sheer massiveness that would make sure that he loomed over anyone he came across now. His fur was beginning to tangle and grow matted as his coat thickened, began to leave him with an increasingly dense coat of dark fuzz. His headfur followed, began to droop down around the sides of his head, dark locks beginning to look like the branches of a willow tree with how they scattered around his head. He was strong... but that strength was meant to anchor instead of break. He was getting taller, but that was just so that he could make sure that he was able to accommodate others and be seen. It was important to be seen and noticed. How else would friends spot him when he was nearby, after all?\n\nHis ears enlarged, pushed out around his head and turned into more prominent triangles as more crackles began to wreathe their way around his face, a pressure beginning to settle there in a way that almost felt like someone was pressing down on the front of his head. He started to understand it further, though, as there was a soft pop behind his visage and his snout and cheeks began to respectively push forwards and out, beginning to alter themselves while the fur on his face thinned more and more. It was not that something was tightening itself down on his head... it was more that his face was spreading his flesh too tight there! Luckily, Jake would not have to worry about that long as his snout tapered out, the fur beginning to quickly recede as it pushed forwards, exposed skin rapidly starting to fade away to reveal bone, smooth and white. The more that it grew out, the more that he became increasingly aware of the way that it jutted forwards from his face, the contours of it, the way that it sloped in sharper angles when exposed sans flesh, stretching and sharpening fangs permanently on display... and the more that he realized that he was beautiful. As the exposed bone stretched further and further into a canine structure, he got rapidly used to the feeling of the growing cavity around his eyes as his eyelids disappeared, the hole that was left behind as his triangle of a nose faded away, the divot in his skull around his forehead that ran vertically like an arrow pointing down to his snout... He could work up the energy to reach up, grasp his face, run his fingers along the smoothness of his cheeks down to the stretched out rictus grin of his jaws down to those sharp teeth. Beautiful face, beautiful. The fizziness in his head gradually subsided once his pretty new look revealed itself and left him with a mind that was focused on what it needed to be focused on, to the point where Jake would not ever miss what he did not need. What he was now had had things unplugged that would never need to be plugged back in again.\n\nWhen they were finished, Jake started to pull away from his friend, graaaaadually slipping that cock out of himself, tail lazily swatting back and forth as he breathed out heavy pants from between his fangs, tongue still flopping around with the movements of his head as he drooled on the comforter. He could feel what was left of the spent fluid that was stuck between the walls of his tailhole and that member that had been wedged in him starting to pulse out and escape his rear, splattering down onto the blanket under the both of them as he turned around and flopped onto the bed, ready to give a big fangy smile to his... friend? Jake sat up, those long strands of hair sweeping across his skeletal face as he looked around. Where did his friend go? The canine stood, tail still wagging behind him as he walked around the room, now well aware of just how small it was compared to himself, blank white eyes taking in every inch and corner of it perfectly as if it was daytime. Every droplet of cum that he left behind from his ass and that well-spent length gradually vanished without sinking into and soaking the carpeting and bed as he left them behind. His friend was no longer here? Where had he gone...?\n\nJake spent the next... well, he was not entirely aware of what time and space was anymore, but he spent some of the former flitting between places that he had seen his friend, the world around him fading into location after location as he checked and then failed to locate the new acquaintance that he had made. Where had his friend gone? When he checked some places, he recognized people that he knew, but... they did not see him, and he did not feel too attached to the idea of trying to get them to notice him. Nothing about his life before he met this new friend seemed to really... connect or relate to him anymore. He had no interest in trying to salvage any of it or even leave a note for the people that would be worried about him. There were other things that were important to him now.\n\nEventually, he stopped looking for his friend, understanding that he was gone. It was sad, but maybe he would come back someday and he and Jake could press together again and enjoy each other?s company. The canine was looking forwards to that, but for the moment... he was lonely. So lonely. He wished that someone could see him, but it was so hard to find people that could. Jake knew that now, inferred it from his previous experiences and merged his knowledge with an instinctual understanding of his situation. He continued to wander around, waiting until he found someone that he could talk to, occasionally reaching down and taking care of himself with his hand but otherwise yearning for the chance to have a real physical and intimate connection with someone else.\n\nThen, one day, while in someone else?s apartment, Jake took notice of him. The ferret was dressed in a tight shirt and a pair of short pants, respectively colored grey and green, that showed off his arms, thighs, and a bit of belly when he moved the right way. He was just splayed out in his bed after what looked like a lot of exercise, mustelid still breathing heavily as he scrolled through his phone. Every so often, he would lean forwards a bit and then laugh, his voice a melodious instrument that would raise up and fall down, his blonde hair contrasting against his brown fur and white markings as it brushed and cascaded across his face while he tilted and fidgeted around on the mattress.\n\nHe looked so handsome. Jake wanted to feel him against his body. The canine?s tail started to wag excitedly as he gave the ferret a pleased bark that it was impossible for him to hear just yet. How to get his attention, though?\n\nEzekiel received a weird video in his feed, turning the volume up to hear the horny moans \n\ncascading through the scene on display in front of him. ``J-Just keep going!'', the grey striped feline on the bed yelled out as he was bounced against the mattress, his face planted down into the pillow underneath it. ``Don?t stop, I can take it, you k-know you wanna just let loose!'' It kinda looked like... like the cat there was being fucked by some kind of invisible man? The ferret brought a hand down and started to rub at himself. What was this...?\n\n``So have you guys heard of the Mal0 Facecam? It?s connected with this app called Mal0 that can pop up in the App Store on your phone. Now, you?ve all heard me talk about that in the past, but this is something new and it?s something dark. People have been getting this weird video popping up in their MewTube Shorts and other short-form video apps that showcases full-on hard lewd content. Women and men getting... loved deeply... but with nobody on top of them. This is happening even on sites with really strict content control. That?s weird, but the real problem is what comes after it. People who have watched it the whole way have described seeing things and getting disturbing text messages showing the locations that they were in recently, up to being right behind them, along with strange figures appearing in the photos. It?s the same thing as what happened with the app, but at least you had to actually install that!\n\nSo yeah, consider this your warning, if you get a video with moaning on your timeline, normally you?d probably want to swipe out of it if you?re in public, but even if you?re at home, do not watch the Mal0 Facecam all the way to its end.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Jake was not entirely sure what he was seeing at first. ``U-uhhhnnnh, nnnnnfhh! O-oh fuck, you...'' The antelope that was currently scraping his horns against the floor, arms and legs up and curled, was groaning with a throat-rippingly loud and deep tone, his lithe form tensing and rocking as the sound of slapping flesh echoed through... ``Y-you?re so goddamn horny, you?ve been waiting f-for this, haven?t you, fuck...'' Wait, that... that was the sound of someone having sex. He was watching this willowy deer getting fucked seemingly by thin air. ``H-hhhnfh, mmmmmfh, mmmmh!'' The cat stared at the phone screen, stunned, settled back into his couch and starting to throb in his pants a bit, bewildered but admittedly turned on. The ungulate in front of him tensed back against the tile that he was currently planted on, his pants ripped apart, his shaft rock hard as his asscheeks were visibly slapped against and bounced by... something. Maybe this was a ghost? A horny ghost. Jake was watching a horny ghost fuck this guy hard somewhere late in the afternoon, deep golden glow spread out on top of the antelope?s body as he was penetrated. The video had just autoplayed while looking through his saved videos, as if it had inserted itself into the collection on his app. Maybe it could have been someone edited out, but... the cat could not picture someone wearing a greenscreen suit during sex, it seemed too awkward. He should have seen a shaft entering and exiting between that expansive set of cheeks if that was the case too, right? Instead, there was just the sight of that rear getting slammed into, depressed, the gazelle?s eyes wrenching closed as he was pistoned into, slam-fucked by the wind, the camera seemingly at ground level and slightly tilted to catch the way that those limbs squeezed down like there was something solid between them. His arms roamed and stayed flat against some kind of  invisible surface as he continued to gasp and groan out blissfully, hooftips clenching down and dragging over what had to be there but could not be seen. Either the gazelle was the world?s best actor or something was on top of him. Fuck, Jake could even see his fur being brushed and pressed down on as he leaned forwards, grunted, pressed his tongue out, began to curl and roll it in front of him like he was making something out...

The thrusting got faster as the antelope?s groans elongated. ``M-mmmmmnnnunnnnnnhnhhhh!''

The video suddenly flipped backwards and showcased a white ceiling as the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh grew. ``Mmmmmmmmmmffffh, a-aaaah, aaaaaaaah!'' That voice rose, turned high-pitched, trembled and shuddered as the noise of something impacting his body slowed... followed by a heavier grunting that sounded like him but was deepening, growing warbling in a way that made it sound like his voice was being put through a modulator. ``H-hhnnnrrrfhhh, nnnnhhhrrrfh, hhhhhmmmmrrrrfh, rrrrrrrrrrrrrh...'' There was a loud crackling and snapping from nearby, sharp

PPPPFH PPPPFHs coming from the room as that voice sounded more and more inhuman...

Then, suddenly, the next video in Jake?s feed played, showing him a lynx that wanted to teach him how to make caramel peppermint brownies. The cat tilted his head in sheer confusion and scrolled back, but... no, that was it. What the fuck was that? He blushed hard as he considered it, going back through his history and saved videos to find it again while idly rubbing at himself through the front of his pants, but there was nothing between the brownie video and the one before it of a giraffe going into an involuntary somersault after hitting his neck on a tree branch while on a Vespa. It was like the video had practically deleted itself off of the app as fast as it had shoved itself into his view. Jake had no idea how the hell a video even did that... but... mmmmfh, he was not going to forget what he had just seen. It was too out of the ordinary, too bizarre... too flustering. Whatever was happening to that gazelle, it looked like he was at the height of his lust as he writhed around on the floor, his delight audible in his voice before whatever... whatever was at the end of the video there happened.

It was a few days later, long enough for the video to settle into long-term memory, when he started to get the text messages. He was standing in line waiting to get a burger at a fast food place when he felt his phone buzz in his pants. The grey striped feline pulled his phone out and looked at the notification on his phone. Just a string of numbers, no text... just a photo. Weird, if this was a spam text he expected it more to be yelling at him about traffic ticket fees or telling him that people were interested in buying his house... He opened his phone and was immediately baffled about what he was staring at until he realized... That was the game store that he liked visiting...

He almost forgot that he was waiting to order food, and when he got to the cashier he was so out of it that he had to take a few seconds to stare over the menu again. What... what the fuck did that mean? Maybe one of his apps was trying out some kind of new feature and it was taking the occasional snapshot of his... recent location, no, that was a huge privacy breach. Besides, he would have gotten some warning about that, right?

A few hours later, at home, another text much like what he had seen before popped up on his phone again. This one showed a picture of... looked like a movie theater? It was pretty packed, too...

Wait, he had gone to see that action thriller with the killer bugs eating people a few weeks ago, right? That looked about the same size as the theater that he had entered... the chairs were the same, the walls were the same coloration... Oh god, was he being stalked? What the hell would he have done to get someone to start following him?

The rest of that evening was spent trying to look up information on what to do to get protection from the police if need be... and the results were increasingly disheartening as he was forced to pivot from that to looking up ``getting text messages of where I like to go'' on a search engine. As it turned out, the police needed more of a credible threat than ``I?m getting weird pictures on my phone'' to do anything to actually help him. Switching up what he was searching for brought up the same thing as he was dealing with on a couple message boards, people complaining about seeing a video online of someone getting plowed into and then getting strange pictures. They were still coming, even after deleting whatever app they were using that had shown them the video, doing a hard wipe on their phone... all sorts of different attempts to shake whatever the hell had been installed on their device, only to inevitably get another message soon after.

The texts continued to show up on his phone... even at five in the morning, he heard the soft bzzzt of his smartphone storing up more messages for him to wake up at and panic a little bit at. He could see pictures of the beach that he had visited last summer, the music store that he had picked up some new sticks for his drum set from, one of them even showed the tabletop place that he liked to get board games at in the middle of the night... It was that last one that made him nearly gasp and drop his phone as he realized that there was a shape in the middle of the open staff entrance. It almost looked like a hollow skull floating in mid-air, pale white eyes staring back at the camera, almost impossible to register until he saw it just at the very leftmost of the picture, threatening to be cut out by the frame. Once he saw it, though, it was impossible to not notice it.

He called up Dragon?s Crypt as soon as they opened and sent them the photo, asking them if they had set up some kind of prop in their store since he had last been in. The response was that they would ``get back with him'' and then posting up online that they had maybe had their store broken into and that they were going to be closed for the morning for everyone?s safety. That was... obviously not reassuring. It was a wonder that he was able to focus on getting ready for work the next day with the fact that he was still getting similar pictures. The skull showed up in the next image he was sent, all of them coming from different strings of numbers that were only used once, all of them slowly pushing down the rest of his contacts underneath the growing library of photos... This time, it was attached to a body that clarified just exactly what he was looking at. The skull was nestled into the front of its head, like it had been denuded of fur and skin around the front of its face, the pointed ears continuing to make it look like a dead canine. It was tall, reaching up so that if it brought one of its hands up it could touch those sharp daggers-for-fingernails up against the tile at the corner store that he had hit up to get some chips on the road trip that he had gone on last month. Its fur was as dark as midnight, making it appear to be like a void in the otherwise colorful photo, thick and shaggy. As to what it was doing, it seemed to be walking through one of those aisles, head tilted away from the camera, like it was trying to hunt someone down.

He sucked a breath in and put his phone down. Maybe he would keep it turned off for a bit? No, that would not help either. Jake was pretty sure that waiting for a full-on deluge of pictures to come in all at once when he turned it back on was going to stress him out even harder. Maybe it was time to put in for another vacation... Yeah, this soon too, he was pretty stocked up on days off. He had a friend or two that he could stay with on the other coast, after all, ones that would be delighted to have him. At the very least, he tried to ignore his phone while he spent that day off doing what he was planning on until he could no longer stay away from the buzzing and saw the build-up of pictures there. Any trip took a bit of time to plan out, get cleared for off-days. Besides, the distraction was important. What was he supposed to do, put in to buy a gun or something? That was going to take time too, he did not even have a license...

Now that whatever that thing was was out in the open, it was apparently not shy about getting seen by the camera. The cat was noticing it in every picture that was coming. Sometimes it would be right in the center of the frame, sometimes it would be off in the distance, one time he nearly threw the phone in a panic as he just got a picture of its grinning fanged skull pressed up against the camera. In fact, looking back on it, there were hints in the first pictures that he took as well... or maybe he was just seeing things. He could swear he saw bits of black fur in the sides of those first few pictures... or maybe one of those sharp-sloped claws next to a doorframe or curled across a board game at the side. The beach had footprints on it like someone or something had walked across it barefoot... and those footprints were expansive, spoke towards large feet and a heavy body.  

It was like that in the house, too, as much as he tried to tell himself that he was just seeing things and not to send himself into a sheer panic at the thought of it catching up to him (and there was no denying now, considering that pattern, that it was now looking for him). Occasionally he swore that he heard a door creak elsewhere in the house or saw a flash of pale bone just out of the corner of his eye... There was one moment, in the evening, while he was trying to sleep, where he thought his computer chair was something bent over and looking at him, the vision dispelled as he shone his phone light on it. How he ended up getting any sleep at all, he was not sure, it was a small miracle but he took it. His rest, thankfully, came out without dreams as well, the cessation of consciousness that transported him from one day to the next in moments.

The morning, at least, showed a bright side to all of this: this creature might have now been

prowling behind the counter of the burger joint that he liked and had first gotten these texts at, but at least it was away from him. A bit concerning that it was now getting closer, but... maybe... maybe the fast food place photo was a fluke. No need to do anything too rash yet. He threw on a button down, some slacks, got a tie on, and took off, following along his usual route. The cat was going to drop a little bit of money and time to go grab some donut holes and a coffee at the shop five minutes away from his home. It?s how he usually started the day once showering and preparing lunch was out of the way, but... hey, this would still be a good little treat.

It had been a bad couple of days so far... why the hell not splurge a little bit on a pick-me-up? He had plenty of time to enjoy himself. The donut holes were joined by a little packet of bacon, savory to balance out the sweet, along with a caramel latte that he let linger in his mouth instead of slurping down as fast as possible as he looked at the news. Well, it looked like it was going to be raining later today, but at least... Bzzzt. He flipped open the text before he even considered what he was about to look at, a rote action that went faster than his mind comprehended all the potentials of.

Jake almost screamed before he covered his mouth as he noticed that the next picture had been taken at his home. The creature now had its hands on his counter, looking over into the rest of the kitchen, leaning forwards on the tile. He immediately dropped heading into work and called in sick before moving to book a hotel. Maybe the coffee was not the best for his nerves, but... he had it, he was not going to just dump it. Once he had a room booked a good eight hours away from his current location, he hit the road. Screw this thing, he was not going to be caught by it. Driving in a random direction and then coming back home should have been enough to throw his scent off, confuse its trail... maybe if he was really lucky, he could really throw it for a loop... Nobody had mentioned yet that they had just abandoned their phone in all the research that he had done. Maybe he could just tuck his phone under the bed in his room and whatever this was would be trapped there, unable to follow him. Why was he afraid to look in the rear-view mirror?

Why was he afraid to turn around when he stopped to use the restroom a good fifty minutes? He

almost dreaded coming back to his car, the sight of the backseat being empty giving him no real relief once he finished doing his business. He tried not to speed out of the rest stop?s parking lot as he got back on the road, kept his eyes forwards. The phone had already buzzed twice while he had started to driving. It was getting more frequent. Did that mean that thing was closer? Time gradually faded away as the storm clouds rolled in and rain eventually began to spatter down on the top of the car, making for harsh driving. He took it slower, lowered his breath. Gripped the wheel. Deep inhale... deep exhale.

Deep inhale. Deep exhale. Deep inhale.

Deep exhale, with a flush of heat pushing along his shoulder. That was... that was nothing. He reached forwards and turned the air up as hard as it could go. There was the vaguest feeling of something shifting in his backseat, the vaguest notion of movement. It was not there. Jake just had to keep driving. Bzzzt. Bzzt bzzzt. You know what? He was not going to even look at those. His phone could just keep on trying to show him as much of the creature as it wanted, and that was fine. Jake would handle it when he was ready for it. That heat remained banished as the cat kept the AC cranked until he started to shiver, and then dropped it back down to a more normal temperature. If he left the phone at the hotel, well... maybe it would end up getting thrown in a lost-and-found. Then this thing could just hang around there all the time and enjoy the pool. Jake forced himself to laugh at that. God, he hoped this worked...

Bzzzt. Bzzzt. He was half-tempted to just toss the damn thing out the window at this point, but his reservation number was on there. Bzzzzt. It must have really wanted his attention. Jake was not sure when he had made the connection that it was the one sending him its pictures, especially since none of the photos seemed to be directly taken by it... but he did not believe that anyone was sending it for them. Who would help something like that try to freak him out? Was something like that even capable of understanding what a phone was? At some point he had slipped into the idea of it being some kind of otherworldly being, and thinking that felt so ridiculous it was almost embarassing, but with how often it was starting to intersperse itself into crowds and other locations in these photos with seemingly nobody else noticing... Y-yeah. Yeah, that was the only explanation. Bzzzzt. The radio went on at max volume. Jake sang along as best as he could. The buzzing became lost in percussion and guitar and the patter of the rain on the windshield and the back and forward vrrrrt of the wipers.

Eventually, night began to fall, as it did the rain started to die down so that by the time that Jake ended up at the chosen hotel that he had picked out, he stepped out into chilled gales working across his body and not much more. The winds were strong enough that he felt them dividing around his body while they pushed across his form, but not enough to divert him from heading into the lobby. He had made sure to choose a place that was bright and well-traversed, one of those big chain mid-level hotels that was more than ready to accept him on a random weekday. A flash of black fur in the lobby, drawing behind a pillar and into the lounge that had a few travelers having drink in it was another patron of this place, obviously. He felt his heart drop as he saw that there were sixty five new messages on his phone and opened up the email that had been sent to him for his hotel confirmation. Later. Later, when he was ready. Once he checked in, he walked down the hall to the elevator. No luggage meant no return trips to the hotel, right? Something pale white and curved poking out from an alcove was a statue. Maybe it was an arm or a sweeping branch of some kind of interpretive rendition of a tree or something. He winced a bit as there was a clattering noise on the sides of the elevator as he began to rise upwards. Almost sounded like something was tapping or adjusting its hold on the lift...

Jake breathed a little easier once he got into his room and flopped down onto one of the two beds in the room, a whistling noise sounding from the windows outside. Oh god, did he want to pass out right now? He had asked for a few days off, maybe he could just... linger here for a while. It was not like he could run forever. Maybe... maybe he would sleep here, ditch the phone, and then leave first thing in the morning back for home. That sounded good for a plan. It was that or drive out further. Maybe... maybe he would leave that for the future if this did not work... That vacation? That would be a way of doing it. The rope-a-dope that was

For right now, though... His stomach gurgled a bit as he planted a paw down on it. Shower first,

then room service. He checked the little hard plastic sheet laid out on the side there and... Ooooh, pizza with multiple toppings, he had arrived here in time before they shut down delivery...

After getting a soak in and putting in his order, Jake looked down at his phone... closed his eyes, reached out, took it up, turned it on, opened it. If he just ignored it, could whatever this thing is even follow him? Was it based on him seeing the photos? ... He still wanted to know. The cat opened his eyes again and went down to the first new message. The creature was looking up at his roof, with the camera staring back down from on top of his house. Next message, it was... it was following him. The figure was now outside of his neighborhood in the center of the road, right behind a moving car. Jake grimaced but kept going... On top of the donut place, then to his workplace, then back to the donut place... With growing worry, the cat watched as the skullfaced creature migrated out of his town in the pictures and began to head outwards, heading down the road, appearing on overpasses, on the catwalks in front of billboards, at gas stations and fast food stops. Jake?s heart started to pound as he realized that it was following along further and faster than he might have hoped, although... although the weather outside was starting to proceed faster than he might have guessed in that collection of pictures. It was raining earlier in that journey, maybe... maybe it was having trouble following him? That last picture showed it at night standing in front of the bathroom that he had used earlier, a goat and her two kits walking by it talking to each other. Maybe it was already confused?

The point was that it was not here. Jake groaned happily and put the phone down on the side of the bed, rest his head back, gave out a relieved breath. It was possible that it had slowed down after not being able to catch up to him now that it had his scent, it had turned around, or maybe there was some limit to how far it could travel like it had run out of carrier while going too far away from where he lived. Maybe he was actually going to get some sleep tonight instead of keeping a vigil at the front door. Pretty soon after he made that realization, he heard knocking... and with that, he had pizza! Oh god, Jake had had no idea how starved he was, adrenaline and fear keeping the need at bay as he had taken his drive away. Biting down into that rich cheese and sauce and the savory combo of spicy pepperoni and sausage was making his spirits rise, filling a hole, giving his deprived body something that it had some desperately wished for but had not been able to raise its voice loud enough to request from him over that background terror. The feline quickly consumed most of the pizza in front of him on the bed and guzzle down the two bottles of soda that he had purchased, eventually ending up wonderfully content and splayed out on the bed.

After a couple comedy specials to steady his nerves, Jake was ready to sleep, the clock next to his bed telling him that it was early in the morning. Bbbzzt. The cat sat back up, dressed in only his underwear at this point, and reached out to look at his phone. As he brought the device up, he noticed something large on the other bed. He looked up, yelled, immediately tossed his phone at the skullfaced figure standing in front of him and peering down at him. The device went straight through the figure as it stepped down towards Jake, hitting the wall behind it with a loud CRKKKH and falling to the mattress. The cat immediately backed away onto the bed and ran towards the front door as the creature loped towards him, reaching towards the locks and beginning to unlatch them as fast as he could. Not fast enough, though. Those claws grasped at him, tugged him back hard. ``N-no!'' He was yanked and then pushed away, looking up as he stumbled back and saw those blank white eyes peering down on him.

The cat looked at the creature, and the creature looked back. Shock turned to an urge to do something to escape, and he ran for the alarm clock next to the bed, pulled it up so hard that the plug ripped out of its socket, and hoisted it up, waiting for it to come closer so he could... swing the electronic at the creature or throw it or... or.... It was not moving that much. In fact, it was just at the foot of the bed now, staring at him. Jake waited for a bit... for someone to come knock on his door from the other rooms, for security to show up, for the creature to make another move... and then he startled forwards as if to lunge. ``What?! What?s wrong?!'', the cat yelled out. ``You come all this way out and you just want to stare at me?!'' The creature did not respond, but it was also not moving. ``Say something!'' Now that it was closer, Jake could see that its fur fell in long strands around its face, black locks rolling across the slope of its bony visage as it looked him over. ``... Can you even speak?''

It shook its head. ``That?s... huh.'' Jake started to gradually lower the clock down. ``... Did you really just want to catch up to me so you could do this?'' No response, not at first. Then... a shrug. ``What does that mean?'' The creature proceeded to flop its ass down on the bed, still looking over at him, his tail giving a little thwpph as it stared at Jake, and the feline gradually moved to sit in front of it before placing his improvised weapon to the side. ``Okay, what... why, then?'' Trying to get out of the room seemed like a bad idea... did he really want to try and piss it off? ``... Here, give me a moment.'' Maybe it was not going to be able to talk to him... but it could write him a message. He reached back and grabbed his phone, cracked at its topmost left corner, from beside the bed, turned it on, and went to the notes section before handing it over to the monster. It stared down at the screen as if it was trying to read it even if it was just staring at a mostly blank note. Then, it began to tap the screen with those points, going slow at first but still making it so that the phone was letting out more KRRRCKHs and KRRRCTHs as it wrote out its message. Jake cringed really hard as he watched bits of glass fly off of the small rectangle before the creature gave it back to him. The feline looked down and tried to force a smile as, underneath the broken and demolished spiderwebbed screen, he could see a string of random numbers, letters, and punctuation. At least it had put a period at the end. ``T-thanks, that explains a lot...'' The creature sat up a little straighter and let its tail brush back and forth excitedly against the bed as it put its paws in its lap, clasped tight together.

The positioning of those hands made Jake look downwards, and... oh. The creature was actually carrying genitals on him, that was unexpected... Thick pouch, flaccid member that looked pretty weighty, maybe four inches at rest? The creature stopped and began to push those legs out as Jake stared, beginning to positioning himself before the cat realized what he was doing, and once the cat noticed what was going on Jake gasped, looked up and saw the monster staring back at him. ``R-right, that was rude of me, I just haven?t...'' He was not talking back to Jake at all, just staring... ``I mean I haven?t ever seen someone like you before,'' the cat stammered, his cheeks starting to get a bit red. ``I-I

should have guessed with the video that got sent to me, was... was that you?'' The monster gave out a little snort that for all the world sounded flustered and nodded frantically as his cock gave a visible throb, rising up a few inches before flopping down, the flesh breathing down there as it swelled and retreated, whatever the creature had for blood starting to pump into it and engorge it slightly. ``You were, uh... you were really enjoying yourself, those moans were getting loud.'' Fuzzy thighs tensed as Jake realized that his own member was starting to stiffen and push up against his boxers as the creature splayed his arms back and jutted his hips forwards a little, looking back at Jake over his own chest. ``He seemed like he was having fun too. Do you do that with a lot of people?'' Another nod as the creature reached down and squeezed as his own rod as it began to push upwards, swelling itself against his grip, the grasp on it acting like a post helping a growing plant to push upright, shifting upwards, dark black flesh that glimmered in the room?s light starting to push out against his digits. ``O-oh. Oh fuck, that?s why... that?s why you were following me. You?re horny.'' Another needy snort told him all he needed to hear as that dick twitched, Jake?s own mind starting to fill up again with thoughts of how that gazelle had been deep in bliss from when the video was taken. If all he needed to do to get fucked like that was open himself to this creature...

H-hhhnnnh... He reached down and gripped himself around the crotch, pressing his growing arousal into his palm. ``You think I?d be fun to fuck?'', Jake asked, and the creature nodded again, curled its fingers tighter around his length, took a little push off of the bed for emphasis... N-nnnh, well now. Did he want to pass up an opportunity like this after seeing how mindblowingly enjoyable getting screwed by that creature was? He had gotten a taste. Might as well see what the whole dessert was like. Jake blushed harder as he reached down and began to gradually pull his bottoms off, wiggling out of them, pulling his feet out from his shoes and those shed underwear at the same time, just socks left on his paws. ``Okay, l-let?s...''

He was not prepared for the creature to grasp him like the monster was just ready to go, like having Jake?s naked body in reaching distance had activated him. Those big hands took him again and pushed him down to the bed before turning up around. ``O-or you can tell me how this goes, that?s fine too!'' Before Jake knew it, he was being re-positioned onto his front and then pulled upwards, the canine making sure that he was on his hands and knees before... O-oh wow. As that bony muzzle brushed in against his shoulder and then settled down on him, right against his face, he could feel the entity?s chest and stomach press against his body. He did not expect the canine to be warm, not when the skull face had suggested that he was some kind of zombie. Between that shaggy fur and that big body enveloping him, though, all that weight settling on him in a way that made him feel like the aberrant dog was nestling himself up against and curling onto him so that he could fit his large frame onto him, it was clear that he was decidedly alive. Jake shuddered a bit as that heavy chest, not toned or fat, just large, pressed outwards against his back with an inhale, a heavy snort of warm breath on his back making him shiver with delight and offer his ass. The canine reached up and lightly ruffled through Jake?s hair in what could only be a display of affection before giving him a lick up the neck, the feline left with a grin that turned a bit sheepish as the monster brought his hips up and planted that thick dong on top of his ass, let him feel the weight of it there. Large, yes, but not unfeasible to have stuffed into his backside, he could handle it... Not like he had been dainty about getting his hole stretched in the past, he had a couple toys underneath his bed that went from ``Training'' to ``Gonna Feel It When I Sit'' to ``I Need To Extract The Climax Right Out Of My Body'' and there had been parties where he had let himself get passed around in the past. The canine took his sweet time gradually pulling that cockhead between his cheeks and then proceeding to press forwards, to rest more and more of his weight on Jake?s back, the feline feeling himself gradually being pushed onto his arms and shoulders, made to angle himself just by sheer positioning as he grew as stiff as a board. The dog kept on nuzzling him as he carefully parted those cheeks, one paw holding him by the shoulder while the other went back and delicately rolled those sharp tips against his ass, making him shudder a bit as that domehead gently bumped up against his pucker. There was a soft growl from next to him as the creature planted his hands down into the bed, held himself there, and then...

H-hnnnnfh... Jake started to wince as it began to gradually push itself forwards, that tip wedging

against his hole, first starting to force itself through and fighting against the tightness there before sinking in and beginning to widen it out, that foremost flat point of its curved form making space for itself, pushing the entrance out, gradually curling it wider along itself. The cat let out a murmur as he tensed up while the discomfort that he needed to get over started to build. Apparently the entity did not practically understand that he needed to be lubed up first b-but... Jake squeezed his eyes tight together and breathed as the creature huffed next to him, brought a hand up again to pause and rub through his hair again before patting him on the head as if to praise him for taking that member. Then, he started to anchor down again, working his hips forwards towards the feline?s body and continuing to sink that cockhead in past the tip. Soon enough, the monster was beginning to grunt and huff behind Jake as he kept on working himself further, the cat able to feel the way that that tight ring of flesh at his rear was rapidly beginning to press out, that push starting to increasingly coax his tailhole into spreading faster around the canine. That cock was sliding forwards at an increasingly constant and rising pace, his rear stretching around that wide tube and the curved tip of its sphere... There was a pulse of sudden sensation, an intense jolt of delight that made Jake give out a ``H-hhhnnnh!'' as he felt his pucker suddenly push back down around that length, dropping just a bit from that ridge, just enough to make him feel it as he transferred from bell-end to proper shaft. Uncomfortable pressure transitioned along with it, started to turn into growing pleasure and delight as the feline?s tensed expression started to melt into an increasingly bubbly, warm smile as the entity seemed to take his time working that first inch in, flesh brushing and pushing against his walls, slipping over the nerve-filled flesh in a way that just... ``A-aaaahhh...'', Jake lightly groaned out as excitement was dragged into him, drawn in and settled into his body, increasingly pushed forwards into him like that length was dragging it in, a boat pulling its own wake around itself. ``Aaaaaaaaaaahnnnhhh...'' The creature was not even starting to blow his back out like he had seen on that video yet and this was already starting to feel really good, every second bringing it more pleasure radiating out in a tingly ticklish way through his form while that cock was pressing against him, urging against his walls, throbbing hard. He could feel every throb pressing against his innards, outlining that path forwards even further, putting it in bold... Jake was taking a heavy cock. He was going to feel truly and utterly stuffed when it was crammed into him.

The feline desperately wanted to be. He tried his best to hold still and just take it as the both of them breathed heavier, knowing that the entity probably was unable to blush considering the skull face but unable to help but imagine those cheeks growing darker with the way that those grunts and growls were starting to phlange at the ends, little ``H-hhhhrnnnhs...!''s pushing out of him as he pressed in. Gglad he was having fun too with this... Jake?s fingers were starting to press down and dig into the bed while he felt that next inch... and then the one after that... slowly sinking into him in a way that reminded him at the pace that a knife dug itself into a block of sharp cheddar, eaaaaasing itself in, maybe picking up a bit of speed the further it pushed but mostly keeping that slow dip down into him. At the same time, just by pushing himself in deeper, the entity was increasingly starting to make Jake feel more and more of the full girth of his rod, every inch tapering out just a bit wider, making sure that when those pulses hit they did not just push against his walls but increasingly surged outwards and put pressure on them, opening him out further for a brief moment. Every time it happened, he could feel his passage not entirely squeeze back to where he wanted it to be, his hole ratcheted just a bit more towards being wide enough to take his whole shaft, to getting the breath fucked out of him like he so desperately craved...

It was clear that this creature was a tender lover, though, taking his time, easing himself in instead of trying to cram it all in at once. He was getting used to the feeling of having that rod gradually sheath into him, having naturally ended up resting his head on his arms as he tried his best to push his ass back, the slow slide only getting increasingly pleasurable as it continued, as it cascaded need into his body while the push went on. It was a rolling wave that was only getting stronger as it came in with the dog?s dick, not picking up speed but picking up power as it brushed and pressed over his innards, that flesh reaching out to push down on it and making him feel the fullness of that weight within him.

Jake shivered with need as his innards increasingly glowed with the feeling of being worked into, all of that excitement building in his body and increasingly starting to melt his thoughts, gloop the edges of them, make his groans elongate and get more unintelligent and unrestrained as he was captured by his own delight. There was no need to look back, not when every time he did the creature grasped him by the head and gently nudged it back down onto the bed, not when he swore he could feel the creature?s body curving and making more of a J-shape against his body as those hips came closer. That heat mingled with the wooly texture pressing tighter to his back to make him feel like he was being fucked by a fuzzy blanket...

Those dangling thick strands of hair continued to brush in closer and closer as Jake felt his head gradually press up, that snout ending up in between his ears as the monster began to nuzzle and settle his muzzle in on top of Jake?s head, beginning to lightly push his hips forwards to get himself in deeper and making Jake feel his cheeks mooshing against his body, the curves being depressed by his thighs.

Then, he was nestled in, Jake?s ass pillowing him, a pleased little snort and growl escaping the entity as Jake shuddered happily and squeezed his legs closed, got a nice grip on him. The creature seemed to take his time settling in there, holding himself within that tight warm hole, feeling the way that Jake?s passage gloved around him with a soft rumble pushing through his chest...

Then, he started to yank and pull himself back with a barky, rough laugh that carried a little lusty ``H-hhhrnnnh...'' at the end as Jake gasped while he was pulled back through hard. All that gentle treatment had worked him into a false sense of security that was being battered through, pushed into, the monster breaking him out of it like each one of those pulls and tugs was splashing cold water on his senses in the most delightful way. As his visitor thumped himself back against those walls, rocked inch after inch of girth out through that hole, he was impacting that head against flesh that was quickly starting to narrow back down, that was closing back in as that member withdrew, and Jake could feel himself starting to moan louder as the pleasure tapped at him like a ball peen hammer of lust against his thoughts, thmmph, tmmmmph, thhhmmmph... ``O-oh fuck...'', Jake shuddered out, his voice wavering as the canine did his best to wrench himself out of his body, pleasure spiking with each pull back...

Then, his libido was rocketing up as the monster pushed forwards hard, apparently correctly understanding that Jake?s hole was ready for access and hard use as the feline tensed with a ``Gggghhhh!'', startled up, his tail brushing and flicking across the creature?s torso as he was filled full of maybe a third or even a half of that dick all at once. The monster did not give him a lot of time to become accustomed to the feeling of all that rod stuck in him and the resulting trembles of delight that shuddered through his being as he was plunged into. Jake could feel the dog drawing back a bit only a second after he was pushed into as the creature proceeded to take that momentum, draw it back and then pound forwards hard again, practically railing forwards into him with the rest of that arousal. He almost mised the hard THWCK of that member and those hips against him, kept engaged by the explosion of delight in his head as that wave that had been building within him felt like it had come back with a vengeance, was now crashing deep into him. The canine pulled back hard, Jake starting to get his claws into the sheets beneath him as his hole was worked. Every movement from the entity as it rocked back pulsing excitement through him that was both a sheer delight to the senses and a pile-up of flammable material that was ignited with the next push in, that exploded and left his nerves tingling with delight with the second press forwards. His dick was hard enough at this point as he was thrust into, bounced into the mattress below, that his member was feeling like it was trying to dig grooves into the comforter, his shaft leaving trails of precum in the material while the monster fucked him deep. He could feel it drooling on the top of his head now, a clear trickle of its oily spittle rolling down his brow and the side of his cheek as it rested more and more of its weight on top of him, began to force him to the bed, pinned Jake against his chest and the cushioning underneath them both. Jake did not mind. The ability to focus on the weight resting on his back was being weakened the more aroused that he got, the more that he felt his aching need built, constantly reminded of how desperate he was getting from every push by the way that his member twitched, pulsed, fought to split his attention between itself and the other dick slamming into him.

The ability to focus on anything else was being plowed out of him, honestly, the creature starting to pack himself in that new position like it was shoving a dipstick deep into an oil tank, trying for depth. The strain built with that first half and then expanded outwards with that lower part of the length, the canine?s cockhead almost trying to work an indentation into the back of his tunnel, making him think of bulbs that glowed brighter the further that the creature shoved himself in and dimmed when it withdrew, an electric current that kept on bouncing and warbling in time with those pushes. Delight and need rose in paired pushes that felt like they were starting to get harder, rock and shake him further, make the grunts rip from his body involuntarily soon. The creature was finding his groove, building into the swing of things, starting to increasingly slip into the pace that Jake had patiently been waiting for. The cat was already having a fantastic time, and it was clear it was only going to get better from here as the canine got comfortable with him, pushed harder into him, felt like he was trying to imprint him into the bed with his thrusts as Jake?s arousal churned and pulsed within him.

Jake did not see it when his phone faded away on the other bed and then faded back in, propped up on the arm that swung out from its case and recording the both of them as the creature absolutely slamfucked his entire member into that well-used asshole. That little halt with every push increasingly started to grow smoothed out as that canine kept on railing him like he was trying to bore a tunnel into his rear, the friction catching him in the middle of those presses feeling like it was fading away. Those thrusts were getting stronger, pushing through his body?s resistance, gradually forcing it to relax or just plain submit to the canine?s rod as it was repeatedly planted into his body. Every so often, he tried squeezing down, just to see what would happen... and he got his answer in the form of loud thick THWCKHs that would send the entity into a frenzy of pushes that seemed like they were in direct response to any attempts to hold him back, even the most token forms of pressure. Jake was not sure when he relaxed every time he pushed the canine to work at him further, only that his thoughts would get more hazy and he would end up sinking down into the cushioning beneath him, everything starting to circle around his arousal, how hard his dick felt, how hard that length felt in him. It was like every plunge into him was stirring up a whirlpool directly underneath his mind, making sure that if the canine went fast and hard enough Jake could do nothing but become a pillow princess as the monster slipped into smooth, constant bucks into him. He had actually ended up grasping up a pillow at some point and nestling his head against it as he was screwed, not entirely sure when he had done so, tailhole being plowed into hard enough that the cheeks wobbled with every push. Soon enough, he was practically trying to squeeze it around his face as the canine kept on slamming into him, his groans and whines being muffled by the cotton as his member continued to spill out and douse the blankets underneath him with his excitement. It was no real conscious thing that he was doing, nothing that had any real reason behind it, he just... it felt good  to have something to grasp onto, and his face felt better with something that it could rest against as he was getting forced into the bed, and the two things sorta just mingled. Right now, all he could think about was the sound of his body getting fucked hard and the feeling of his cock pulsing and tensing against the bed beneath him as pleasure was imbued into him by his hole getting rammed into, filled full of shaft, railed in a way that left him spilling both that fluid out of his tip and his excitement out of his mouth. ``J-just keep going!'', Jake yelled out, his voice absolutely dripping with submissive bliss as he did. ``Don?t stop, I can take it, you k-know you wanna just let loose!'' Thwck thwck thwck twhkck, the canine was panting now as he was going at it, that tongue flopping against the side of Jake?s face and giving him the occasional lick as he increasingly churned the cat?s passage with every thrust, hips cleaving tight to his own and then drawing back before bouncing forwards just as hard again and again. Jake?s body was now accepting it eagerly, the only amount of squeeze left in him coming from when he decided to grip back down and from the natural tightness of those deepest recesses, of so much shaft being stuffed into that much space. Even doing the former was not causing the canine to move that much faster at this point, though. He was already pitching everything that he could into fucking the feline now, from what he could feel.

Something was feeling strange about the precum that the creature was starting to spill out into his innards as that shaft inside of him was pulsing and gouting it down his hole, spreading it a bit with each pump. There was a tingliness that he would have compared to his foot going to sleep if there was any discomfort to it, a sensation of organic static that felt like it was beginning to spread out through his body, but it was not killing the mood at all. The only thing that would have done that at the moment would have been if something interrupted the both of them and the creature disappeared on him or at least stopped planting his cock deep in the cat?s ass. For right now, Jake was happy to accept some sort of weird sensation from his body as that monster?s joy was introduced to it while he was pumped into, the creature giving out another grunt as those hips continued to bounce against his own like the canine was on some sort of pelvis trampoline, thckwtwhckthwchktwckh. His arms suddenly pulled under Jake?s own, rolled him onto his side, pulled back so that he was immobilized against his body, held him so that his shoulders were pressed into the entity?s chest for a few pushes. Then, they flopped onto the canine?s back so that that feeling of being bounced was only intensified, so that every smack up into him made his lower half rise and then fall again, almost making him feel like he was being impaled on that rod in the best possible way. The cat?s expression melted into a mindless, fucked out look as he almost felt his stomach being bulged from the force of those pushes, tailhole opening and yawning like a finger trap along that length as it was forced in repeatedly, pleasure rising and falling in time with those bounces, mind being battered by the excitement that was coursing through him. The canine felt like he was trying to find the perfect position for the both of them, the one that would give him the most amount of pleasure and the deepest thrusts possible. Jake had his vote for what he felt was working best, but maybe it was a bit biased considering he could feel his thoughts practically bubbling above his own white hot arousal at this point, every thrust punctuated by another soft slurred

``Ffffuckh!'' and ``Ghhhhnnnh!'' spilling out of him.

His own member was wobbling around with every push into his body, precum being spattered out and flicked from left to right as his pelvis was impacted into, as his walls were pushed against, forced into, thrill rocketing up into him like it was being delivered by an RPG as deep into him as possible, bursting and spreading through his whole body. His mouth refused to close at this point, threatening to stick in a constant moan when he was not swearing or begging for the canine to keep going, unending pleasure keeping him from Jake?s dick was unable to be touched at this point. Even if he could reach down to it he was not sure that he would have had the focus to stroke at it at the moment, even if it was screaming at him for not paying attention to it. The feline was able to occasionally look down when he could just barely get his thoughts together and see it pulsing, hard as it could be, a swaying and rocking pillar of firm flesh... but soon enough the thrusts inside of him touched onto something intensely sensitive, excavated some part of him that had not been stimulated yet. His eyes would roll back into his head and he would sink down onto that rod with a ``U-uhhhhnnnnh...!'', fingers twitching a little bit as he was used to the fullest, those arms curling tight around him as he was held tight with the only thing that he was allowed to do being to squeeze his legs tighter around that member. Fine by him, he barely had the mental capacity at the moment to do much else than try to squeeze as much thrill out of his bed partner as possible, trying to bring his thighs together and feeling his walls squeezing around that length, sandwiching it between his muscled walls, gripping and pulling on that rod as best as he could just from the sheer need to feel more.

The canine was giving him that. With every push, he was absolutely slamming in through that grip, making sure that pleasure crashed into him like a car going ninety, Jake starting to rest his head back against the canine?s skull face and brush his forehead up against his bony chin as he let out guttural grunts and gasps, shoulders desperately brushing and pressing against that chest. He lost control of his own body to the need to be fucked hard and feel as much of it as possible, his cheeks a bright red, every pulse of his length coursing more thrill through him, beginning to well up excitement through his form, to glom it together into one singular point within himself. Lust began to consolidate, to waft through him before bouncing back between his legs, his thoughts beginning to be corralled together so that they were starting to go from the wild and unfocused excitement that he had felt before to a singular need: he had to cum. He had to unload the growing slosh that was beginning to build within himself, that was starting to tangibly make itself known to his senses as he was pushed into, as he was pounded as deep as possible, filled with that pole, stretched out around it so that he felt like he was practically puppeted by it as the canine pushed him further and further towards his own need.

That desperation must have been felt by the entity as well, because soon enough he was returning to that first position, twisting with Jake so that he was slammed down into the bed underneath all of that weight and then immediately pumped full of cock up to the base, the momentum of that length pushing into him added to by the movement. It made sure that that next push drove in deep, hilted hard, blasted excitement through his tunnel, had him stretching out a bit underneath the canine as he was let go, filled, hands pulling out as far as they could, lightly dragging and clawing at the blanket underneath him as his form continued to writhe under the feeling of sheer excitement coursing through him. It was clear why he was shifting positions: the dog wanted to make sure he was buried in deep, gravity working with him at this point to sheathe as much of himself in as possible. The sound of Jake?s body being fucked hard echoed through the room and through his mind, the sheer lurid noise of those cheeks being slammed against enough to leave him blushing furiously. He twitched and tensed as he felt his member getting sandwiched back against his belly, his precum spreading warmth across it as it splashed out onto his own fur. Those snorts from behind him were getting more frantic, the occasional bark of excitement pushing out from the canine, those licks now being replaced by the feeling of that muzzle bumping against the back of his head like he was trying to give Jake kisses without lips. ``Tthank you for this!'', Jake breathed out, letting the only coherent statement that could come to his head spill out as he kept on squeezing on that rod and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing, heightening his pleasure and preparing for the next push, heightening and dropping, constantly inundated with delight but pushing it higher... ``Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!'' He could feel it throbbing wildly within him now, juddering and thumping around with every push, apparently not even wanting to hold still enough anymore to provide a smooth rapid glide in and pull back out. The entity was apparently focused on hitting as many pleasure points within Jake?s innards as he possibly could, that trail of tingling fluid being coated across his hole with every push...

The monster was grunting along with him, the both of them timing their vocalizations to the thrusting, the both of them losing themselves to the excitement that they were sharing. Somehow, the entity had managed to figure out how to go faster, now drilling down on Jake?s hole with his hilt and just working those last three or four inches in as fast as possible, twktwktwktwhk, leaving the cat floating on the delight he felt while he was vaguely aware at the canine was getting louder. Those gasps were elongating from his visitor, Jake?s repeated appreciations were growing thinned out and melding together into lustful groans, that length was twitching rapidly within him, starting to pull back, the creature was breathing thick bellows of air into him, those arms grasped tight against him, held him, close, barked in his ear, the entity?s breath roiling hot over him in a desperate shudder...

Then, suddenly, there was an explosion of heat in him with the next push, the feeling of that dick grinding through his entrance making everything that happened next a little bit hazed by the sheer exhilaration that pushed through him, surged through his body like his thoughts were being pulled out to sea by the undertow. The canine let out something that sounded like a failed word that turned into a growl, a ``M-mmmmmmuuuuurrrrrrrrrrffffh...!'' as a splatter of warm viscous release pulsed through the cat?s body. It was voluminous, it coursed out through him like someone had practically unloaded a

whole syringe?s worth of jizz in him in one shot, and the canine was soon dug in up to the base as if he wanted to make sure that not a single droplet leaked out. Soon enough, another pulse of cum, and then another one, was being added into that packed hole, beginning to collect around the dick that had been planted in there, beginning to flood through his passage as the monster let his whole weight rest on the cat?s body. Every cumshot had the consistency of a wet, hot gelatin, goopy and see-through as it was jetted into his body. There was so much, and it just kept coming, working exhausted little grunts and huffs out of the cat that was now buried beneath the canine as that dick flexed within him and pressed up against his worked and tender passage. The static kept spreading into him, absorbed through his innards, pushed deeper with every splatter of that translucent thick cum pushing out into and spilling against his walls, collecting in his crevices and beginning to build up through his tunnel. As it surged through him, it started to feel like the haze that was in his head was beginning to change, turning into static that was blanketing his brain like he had wrapped it in the comforter underneath himself. Jake let out a needy little groan as a flush of pleasure that had nothing to do with how hard he had been fucked pushed through him. It was like it was almost... mechanical, artificial, had been manually triggered in him, like something had reached out and touched the pleasure button in his brain on purpose as opposed to from some other action.

The cat felt it again, and the pleasure that he had been stewing in radiated through his body as his eyes went half-lidded and his body began to feel limp, a wooziness building in underneath the bliss. The canine above him just kept cumming as it grasped him like a plush toy, turned him around, laid back and just let him relax on his body again. He... he knew exactly what Jake enjoyed best, the feline groaning, his voice starting to sound a little deeper, rougher as there was a tremble within his throat. He was such a... such a good friend... The feline?s eyes began to wipe clean after that, the blacks of his eyes turning a bright white as he let out another ``A-aaaaarrrrrrhhhh...'', his mouth opening wide, his tongue on display as his jaw dropped, the organ rapidly turning a pure black as it swelled in his mouth. His body felt like it was filling with that static, his tailhole somehow not overflowing despite the fact that he continued to be jizzed into, his ass squeezing down on that cock in measured grips, like it was a machine trying to thoroughly squeeze a toothpaste tube of everything it contained. He was not doing it on purpose, not even aware of the tenses... Maybe the writhing before had been connected to something else other than his delight, the start of something trying to take over his body, to make him move how it wanted him to move. His body felt like a soda bottle that had been shaken up, the suds gradually moving out to his digits as the blues in his gaze were devoured, soon enough completely removing his pupils, leaving his eyes whitened out with an inhuman gaze. ``A-aaaarrrrrrrnnnfhhhhh...'' A soft shuddering around his voicebox was followed by a throbbing as it enlarged, shifted shape, vocal chords being restrung as he gained and lost capability with it. He felt... strange...

It was a strangeness that he was rapidly growing accustomed to as he absorbed more of that

climax, was made to grow accustomed to it. The stripes on his fur were darkening, turning from an ashen black to a pure onyxian shade, beginning to lose the little bits of his base grey interspersed within it, those lines becoming far too solid for normal fur. Soon, they were like dyed shapes that were dragged through at the sides of his torso and his face... and as he felt his balls beginning to tense up, more sexual thrill coursing through him in that artificial manner bringing his cheeks to a dark red blush, that coloration was starting to expand outwards, the dark marks beginning to pull towards each other. They were eating up the space between their long forms, gradually pulling down towards one another, the dick within him throbbing and splurting more change into him as that friend beneath him growled. He growled back, pleasantly buzzy beneath his temples, as the dark marks on his fur squeezed in together, his tail rapidly becoming a slinking void in space, his sides down to his feet becoming singular bars, ink-like fur turning into shapes like sideburns without the texture along the sides of his face. He was becoming something else.

In fact, Jake was starting to forget what he was supposed to be as that bubbly feeling continued to fizzle away on his mind, lightly removing any thoughts or concerns that would have been a problem for him in the near future. The darkness spread, and soon enough he was just concerned with the feeling of his nerves being forcefully stimulated. As he grunted and growled his way through every pulse, his dick twitching and wobbling on his pelvis with that same rigidity to it, his tail started to twitch and flick instead of swaying and fritzing as it had before. With every erratic movement, the fur along it was starting to tuft out, growing into soft points and losing its more uniform look, growing thicker while also gaining a more shaggy look to it, the rounded tip soon turning into a conical point that was joined by flaring and spiked fur. Soon enough, that flickering was beginning to turn into full on wagging that was much the same was the entity?s own tail, the both of them starting to pant soon in exhaustion and need, the altering cat?s member streaking an increasing amount of precum down itself as he laid there on his friend?s body, happy to get to enjoy the feeling of his tunnel being constantly filled with sticky warmth.

The darkness continued to consume Jake?s fur coloration, the greys of his fur quickly yielding to that encroaching black, those blotches on his face and neck and sides quickly losing their solid shapes and instead spreading outwards into amorphous spills on his body. They pushed outwards and began to increasingly remove any distinction between his coat, taking the patterning and making it just one uniform shade of dark. His member began to stand up straight and throb as if it was being held between a firm grip as that black coloration reached his crotch fuzz, surrounded it, made it an island of flesh in the middle of the void as his sack was swallowed up by it. He twitched, trembled, felt that sensation practically starting to course its way up his arousal as he let out another ``R-rrrrrfh... hhhnnnffh, hhnnnnfh, rrrrrfh...'', unable to keep from squeezing his jaws down as he growled and baring his fangs in a decidedly unfeline way as it felt like he was being forced towards release in the best possible way. The cat could not work up the urge to stare down at his arousal as it stood up like a dowsing rod between his legs, just sort of wobbling in place now with every squeeze and swell, but if he did he would have been able to see a shift in its coloration beginning to squeeze its way up from his hilt towards the rest of his length, a rolling wave that felt like something was bubbling up through him. Is... was that... was he climaxing? The pink flesh was rapidly taking on a duller darkened look compared to the rest of his body, a more organic shade of black beginning to pull up across his arousal as his breathing quickened. It was like that phantom grip was... was stroking him, and he... he craved it so bad, the bubbling was starting to momentarily feel like it was getting hotter in his head, like he was standing in a sauna full of mist that was increasingly becoming a comfortable warmth, someone turning up the heat in there with a measured klckklckklck of the dial. Jake needed it, even if it did not feel right, even if he felt like he was getting some sort of artificially induced climax. The darkness crept up, up, up, his panting got louder, his fists balled as he felt his thighs tighten, not to milk anymore, just from the building pressure inside of him, the tension that was increasingly getting ready to spill from him. When his balls squeezed up against his pelvis, it was like someone was fondling and kneading at them, making his knees start to curl in, those whitened eyes clenching tight as he sucked in a breath, that release threatening to burst out any second...

The next pulse of excitement was joined by the tip of his cock being painted over with that black shade, the flesh glistening with precum and the light above as he let out a snarl and began to unload thick batches of jizz downwards onto the mattress. His member continued to stay upright, becoming a practical fountain of cream as he tilted his head back and let his muzzle open wide, his body absolutely wracked by the release coursing its way through his being, every nerve in his body lighting up like a Christmas tree as excitement slammed through him with each cumshot loosed. As Jake continued to unload out, those ropes gradually began to shift in makeup and coloration. That first, second, fourth pulse was normal, off-white and opaque. After that, though, the white began to fade away... the ropes increasingly got more see-through as Jake?s length pulled back, began to take on that gooey consistency of what was pumping into him as it altered. Seventh, tenth, thirteenth, those spurts stayed strong, pushed out with a rhythmic pulsing, coated his legs and the entity?s thighs and the bed underneath with seed that was increasingly starting to look like he was jizzing out a thicker kind of hand sanitizer. There was that static feeling swelling inside of his gonads while his cum was changing, altering that equipment... making sure that the load he was putting out was the last feline sperm that he would ever produce again.  

When he finished emptying out, he felt... different. It was something he could not explain, but it felt natural, and soon nothing to worry about as any concern faded away into the rest of the white noise in his head. He kept on snarling happily, eyes half lidded, as there were a series of loud cracking noises along his face and neck and back and spine, his fur increasingly consumed by that darkness so that there were only patches of grey now, so that he now had a mostly dark black coat. It was like his frame was being shaken, broken painlessly, bones popped out of shape and then put back together in a new way. Those noises started to increasingly sound off through his body as his frame began to expand itself out, stretching down his friend?s body, his spine expanding out with every crackle, his paws expanding and thickening out as they were coated by darkness. The fingers and toes pulled out, lost their feline roundness and began to take on a more extended look, like a dog?s but far too long. His nails hardened, began to elongate as the keratin turned into a substance that could not be found anywhere on earth, stretched out into points... Honed, lengthened, pulled into points that could rip through flesh as they began to turn into almost a silvery grey. Jake could not think of doing such things, though. He was not made for that.

Even if his body was becoming increasingly fearsome, warping beyond recognition even if he could not recognize himself in pictures taken of himself anymore, Jake was not meant to hurt. He just wanted to enjoy other people?s company, his body continuing to enlarge, his form pushing towards a sheer massiveness that would make sure that he loomed over anyone he came across now. His fur was beginning to tangle and grow matted as his coat thickened, began to leave him with an increasingly dense coat of dark fuzz. His headfur followed, began to droop down around the sides of his head, dark locks beginning to look like the branches of a willow tree with how they scattered around his head. He was strong... but that strength was meant to anchor instead of break. He was getting taller, but that was just so that he could make sure that he was able to accommodate others and be seen. It was important to be seen and noticed. How else would friends spot him when he was nearby, after all?

His ears enlarged, pushed out around his head and turned into more prominent triangles as more crackles began to wreathe their way around his face, a pressure beginning to settle there in a way that almost felt like someone was pressing down on the front of his head. He started to understand it further, though, as there was a soft pop behind his visage and his snout and cheeks began to respectively push forwards and out, beginning to alter themselves while the fur on his face thinned more and more. It was not that something was tightening itself down on his head... it was more that his face was spreading his flesh too tight there! Luckily, Jake would not have to worry about that long as his snout tapered out, the fur beginning to quickly recede as it pushed forwards, exposed skin rapidly starting to fade away to reveal bone, smooth and white. The more that it grew out, the more that he became increasingly aware of the way that it jutted forwards from his face, the contours of it, the way that it sloped in sharper angles when exposed sans flesh, stretching and sharpening fangs permanently on display... and the more that he realized that he was beautiful. As the exposed bone stretched further and further into a canine structure, he got rapidly used to the feeling of the growing cavity around his eyes as his eyelids disappeared, the hole that was left behind as his triangle of a nose faded away, the divot in his skull around his forehead that ran vertically like an arrow pointing down to his snout... He could work up the energy to reach up, grasp his face, run his fingers along the smoothness of his cheeks down to the stretched out rictus grin of his jaws down to those sharp teeth. Beautiful face, beautiful. The fizziness in his head gradually subsided once his pretty new look revealed itself and left him with a mind that was focused on what it needed to be focused on, to the point where Jake would not ever miss what he did not need. What he was now had had things unplugged that would never need to be plugged back in again.

When they were finished, Jake started to pull away from his friend, graaaaadually slipping that cock out of himself, tail lazily swatting back and forth as he breathed out heavy pants from between his fangs, tongue still flopping around with the movements of his head as he drooled on the comforter. He could feel what was left of the spent fluid that was stuck between the walls of his tailhole and that member that had been wedged in him starting to pulse out and escape his rear, splattering down onto the blanket under the both of them as he turned around and flopped onto the bed, ready to give a big fangy smile to his... friend? Jake sat up, those long strands of hair sweeping across his skeletal face as he looked around. Where did his friend go? The canine stood, tail still wagging behind him as he walked around the room, now well aware of just how small it was compared to himself, blank white eyes taking in every inch and corner of it perfectly as if it was daytime. Every droplet of cum that he left behind from his ass and that well-spent length gradually vanished without sinking into and soaking the carpeting and bed as he left them behind. His friend was no longer here? Where had he gone...?

Jake spent the next... well, he was not entirely aware of what time and space was anymore, but he spent some of the former flitting between places that he had seen his friend, the world around him fading into location after location as he checked and then failed to locate the new acquaintance that he had made. Where had his friend gone? When he checked some places, he recognized people that he knew, but... they did not see him, and he did not feel too attached to the idea of trying to get them to notice him. Nothing about his life before he met this new friend seemed to really... connect or relate to him anymore. He had no interest in trying to salvage any of it or even leave a note for the people that would be worried about him. There were other things that were important to him now.

Eventually, he stopped looking for his friend, understanding that he was gone. It was sad, but maybe he would come back someday and he and Jake could press together again and enjoy each other?s company. The canine was looking forwards to that, but for the moment... he was lonely. So lonely. He wished that someone could see him, but it was so hard to find people that could. Jake knew that now, inferred it from his previous experiences and merged his knowledge with an instinctual understanding of his situation. He continued to wander around, waiting until he found someone that he could talk to, occasionally reaching down and taking care of himself with his hand but otherwise yearning for the chance to have a real physical and intimate connection with someone else.

Then, one day, while in someone else?s apartment, Jake took notice of him. The ferret was dressed in a tight shirt and a pair of short pants, respectively colored grey and green, that showed off his arms, thighs, and a bit of belly when he moved the right way. He was just splayed out in his bed after what looked like a lot of exercise, mustelid still breathing heavily as he scrolled through his phone. Every so often, he would lean forwards a bit and then laugh, his voice a melodious instrument that would raise up and fall down, his blonde hair contrasting against his brown fur and white markings as it brushed and cascaded across his face while he tilted and fidgeted around on the mattress.

He looked so handsome. Jake wanted to feel him against his body. The canine?s tail started to wag excitedly as he gave the ferret a pleased bark that it was impossible for him to hear just yet. How to get his attention, though?

Ezekiel received a weird video in his feed, turning the volume up to hear the horny moans

cascading through the scene on display in front of him. ``J-Just keep going!'', the grey striped feline on the bed yelled out as he was bounced against the mattress, his face planted down into the pillow underneath it. ``Don?t stop, I can take it, you k-know you wanna just let loose!'' It kinda looked like... like the cat there was being fucked by some kind of invisible man? The ferret brought a hand down and started to rub at himself. What was this...?

``So have you guys heard of the Mal0 Facecam? It?s connected with this app called Mal0 that can pop up in the App Store on your phone. Now, you?ve all heard me talk about that in the past, but this is something new and it?s something dark. People have been getting this weird video popping up in their MewTube Shorts and other short-form video apps that showcases full-on hard lewd content. Women and men getting... loved deeply... but with nobody on top of them. This is happening even on sites with really strict content control. That?s weird, but the real problem is what comes after it. People who have watched it the whole way have described seeing things and getting disturbing text messages showing the locations that they were in recently, up to being right behind them, along with strange figures appearing in the photos. It?s the same thing as what happened with the app, but at least you had to actually install that!

So yeah, consider this your warning, if you get a video with moaning on your timeline, normally you?d probably want to swipe out of it if you?re in public, but even if you?re at home, do not watch the Mal0 Facecam all the way to its end.''

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