Gag Gifts 5

Rhyme took a photo of his wall where he had hung up each pair of underwear in his possession. Each one obtained from a different friend and just as magical as the gifts he got them for their birthdays. Originally he had bought one just for Kade, a sexy white rabbit who had a way with teasing him relentlessly. 

The underwear contained a special ring, a small hole in the front of the trousers, large enough to fit a guy’s package through. The ring had special qualities though, it would create a separation between the member and the owner’s body. Kade may not be here at the moment, but his cock and balls hung limp from the thumbtacked underwear. The best part about it was that he could still feel everything. Rhyme reached out and tickled the fur under the rabbit’s balls, loving the immediate twitchy reaction of the member.

Next to Kade’s was Patrick’s package. The husky had to be the horniest of the bunch, his knot always slightly bulging from the base of his canine cock. As much fun as it was for Rhyme to play with his doggy pal, it filled him with excitement to refuse Pat the opportunity to release his puppy seed. Chance’s underwear hung next to Patrick, a brownish gold fox member, small in comparison to the husky but still much larger than the last one. Finally at the end was a tiger cub, regressed in front of him by a baby rattle. He still had to wonder if the cock would remain in its cubby state once the transformation was reversed.

“You guys are about to get a new friend.” Rhyme announced even though he was the only one in the room whole enough to hear. He packed up a fresh pair of the boxers and posted the smiling photo of a gray wolf in an empty location. 

Rhyme tried to slow his beating heart. He could feel the blood pumping through him, causing his own erection to rage. Instinctively he reached down to grab at it, but there was nothing there. His eyes focused intently on a small box on his nightstand, it was hard to get through his mind that it was even a couple of feet away from him, he couldn’t imagine what the others must have been going through.

As much as he wanted to flip the lid, pull it out, and begin playing with it, there were other tasks that he had to accomplish first. At least he wouldn’t have to walk down the block while hiding a boner. His cock pulsed with the need of attention, for a moment he almost considered bailing on the plan, but Grant should be home any moment to find his own gift waiting for him.

Rhyme hurried out the door and sauntered down the street, failing to keep his mind on anything besides his horniness. Grant had grown up just down the road from him for years, but lately the two of them had grown further apart.

The beginning of the end of their friendship occurred when the two of them first started high school. Grant became a big jock type, popular among everyone at the school. On the flip side, Rhyme had spent most of the first year attempting to dodge everyone and keep himself mostly in the shadows. They would still see each other on occasion but he couldn’t help but feel that he was the only one who still considered the two of them friends.

Rhyme watched Grant make his way into the house. The white patches of fur that made up his chest curved to show that the wolf was in pique shape. Rhyme watched from a window as the wolf opened up the package and pulled out the card. Of all the reactions he could imagine the wolf having to the present, an upturned semi-snarl wasn’t on the top of his list. So it was true then, even if Rhyme thought they were still friends, Grant wanted none of it.

His heart fell in his chest, he had been hoping that this transformation would be a fun one, but now all he could think about was how he could use it to make himself feel better. Grant pulled out the second object and unwrapped it, scoffing and rolling his eyes at the rolling pin. The belittled fox could only imagine what was going through the wolf’s head.

“Why would Rhyme think I wanted this, he’s such an idiot.”

Rhyme didn’t even wait for the changes to begin, he grabbed a small plastic rock out from underneath a plant near the front door and removed the key hidden inside. Walking in through the front door brought back many memories from his childhood, everything was pretty much exactly the way it had been the last time he had come over. Rhyme smiled as he heard a grunting noise coming from the next room over.

Grant was doubled over the kitchen table, one paw grasping at his stomach while the other one held him up. The rolling pin had rolled off into a corner, the wolf looked into Rhyme’s eyes but there was no sympathy to be found. The changes started in his paws, each one grew thin as his bones shrunk back and disappeared from within the flesh. No longer able to support himself, the wolf fell to the floor, his foot paws going through a similar transformation. As the process spread up to the wolf’s shoulder, Rhyme made his way up to the poor sap.

“Help me. I don’t… understand.” Grant lay helpless, shaking as the rest of his bones transformed and his body flattened out. Rhyme squat down and with one hand unbuckled his friend’s jeans. Grant tried to move his arms to block the fox, but found that he no longer had control. Rhyme slid the pants off easily as the wolf’s hips became a rubber sheet. He pulled the boxers up, slid his wolf friend’s cock through the small ring and pulled his junk away from his transformed body, sliding the underwear back off only after his prize had been obtained.

“What the hell did you…” Grant fell silent as his chest flattened out into rubber. Grant’s eyes widened in disbelief while the fox examined his new toys. He hadn’t seen Grant naked in years, since they were kids, there was no doubt that he had changed in that time.

Rhyme held the meat up so that Grant could see it from his position on the floor. To his surprise, it began to grow. He hadn’t started playing with it, there must have been only one explanation.

“Are you actually getting turned on by this?” Rhyme scoffed. He seemed to be enjoying the changes. The fox held the cock firmly by the base, the transformation must have affected his knot as well, because even though it felt like Grant was rock hard, nothing had formed. Rhyme gave it a squeeze, feeling it pulse hard in his hands. At this rate he wouldn’t even have an opportunity to toy with the guy, he was about to pop right then and there. He couldn’t have that.

He hefted the enlarged balls up to his jaw and pulled them in one at a time. The cock bounced happily, hanging down from his chin and pointing at the flattened wolf’s face. There was only one way Rhyme could think of to get his erection to subside quickly. He clenched down on the two orbs, delivering a sharp blow to the wolf, who remained completely silent on the floor.

To Rhyme’s surprise, he felt the juice contained within begin to flow down through the shaft. The white milky seed sprayed out onto the flattened face. It pulsed and dripped, Grant’s face looking like it had been given a facial, the erection slowly subsiding as the cock shrunk.

“You could have told me you were into torture. We could have had so much fun these past couple of years.” Rhyme placed the dick into his bag and turned back to the transformed wolf. The plan was to leave him there for Kade to find, but Rhyme’s excitement grabbed hold of him. He took Grant’s feet and rolled them up, continuing up the body until the entire wolf was rolled up like a yoga mat. He placed his friend into his bag and left for home, eager to put his new trophy onto the wall.