[center]Taking it Body and Soul[/center] Pounding music mashing my eardrums, shaking the picture frames off balance, and all the vases rattling each time the noise knocks on my floor. Stepping out of bed is the nightmare this time. Paws vibrating uncomfortably every other second that they stay on the ground, they become a mechanism of fury as I stomp repeatedly! [b]Thud! Thud! Thud![/b] “It’s ten after three!!! Fucking shut up!!!” Not three seconds later, I can feel the volume jump by a whole ten decibels. Might as well shove dick in my ears if I wanted to feel this same disorienting feeling pounding inside my head. Groaning turns into screaming as I double over in frustration. Paws on my knees, I stare up at the calendar. “…An entire week. Spring break for the dick and my vacation… Why me?” Fate willed the worst outcome for me, I see. Year after year, with the dragon below avoiding eviction each time. Every. Single. Time. Noise to an extreme extent throughout the night. Daddy Darius and his suave self… “Such a nuisance, isn’t he?” No more music, not even the gears of my clock. Glancing around, my fluffy ears twist and turn. Where even? Sniffer not picking up anything either… and I’m a wolf! “Won’t find me so easily, Titus.” Eyes widening, my hackles stand up while I glance around. Shivers travel down my back fast enough to laugh at the sound barrier. Rattling on the walls follows as the pictures on the walls right themselves. Black sheets slide into place with the bed making itself. Clothes folding without anyone to hold them, dust sweeping itself with nary a breeze, laptop pushed shut with impossible gravity, and even the stuffed tiger toy I got on my second birthday stands up. One arm over his hip area, he bows, waves, and falls back. “H-Huh!?” Air shackles my legs. Manacles of magic bind my ankles. Each breath I take fills my lungs with cold, heavy, thick… air? “Don’t scream~ My magic isn’t all-powerful.” Preternatural heat enshrouds me. Velvet, violet curtains thinner than paper weighs on my body and soul. “W-What is this? What are you doing!?” “Relax, relax~ I’m just here to… talk.” Gulping down my fear, I hold myself still… besides my shivering. “Talk about what?” Shutting my eyes, a light pokes my brain. “Wait…” Glowing, shimmering, flickering flame. Faintly shaping itself into an old tiger. “Good day, Titus.” Bowing, the tiger figure holds one translucent arm over his hip region. Blinking means nothing to the specter. Void black pupils gleam even through the facsimile of eyelids. Fur, wild and free dances and levitates at the ends slightly to give him a statically charged look. Lacking anything below the knees, he somehow inches closer. “I’ve been looking a while for you.” Inhaling a ton of nothing, my words penetrate the vacuum. “For me? What can I possibly offer you?” “Less a matter of offering and more a matter of dealing.” Stoic as can be, his voice becomes increasingly monotone. Expression vanishes from his face. “No contract is necessary. Only a verbal agreement.” Furrowing my brow, I can barely contain my disgust as I lean back and spit, “Agreement to what, exactly?” Visual information from the corners of my eyes becomes distorted. Falling stars form a veil, warping everything beyond. Inside, my voice echoes. Both in my ears and my head. Once the realization hit me, I ask, “What are your terms?” My eyes widen. My voice remains calm. “I see you understand now.” Waving his arms, the veil of stars dances and spins. Winding, weaving, a galaxy that halts on a large, familiar face. Draconic features form in the vivid black and dim twinkling lights. “Should your soul be willing, I’ll grant you what you desire. Tranquility, strength, and the means to possess it.” Nodding, my body responds faster than my mind. “Understood.” Robotic voice, robotic motions. Extending my arm out, I hold my paw out to the spirit. “With my wish fulfilled, I’ll grant yours. Stability, experience, and opportunity.” What even am I saying? These words make no sense! “Understood. I agree to those terms. For as long as our souls desire it thus.” Another arm out, another paw open. Two paws that meet in the middle between us. Chill spreads through my body and brain. Without willing, my voice continues, “I agree to those terms. For as long as our souls desire it…” Thus. Splendid stars shine. Resplendent jewels of the sky come from our bodies. Cosmic dancing formed of our souls blankets my body as a pall. Sight fails me as I sink lower and lower into the floor. Before I go, I watch the outline of the tiger’s ghost envelop my body. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Down, down, down. Deeper I descend, inch after inch. Looping around the pipes, the dust, insulation, and seeping between the cracks in the concrete and wood. Farther I go, into a land of light and color. Shining, sparkling mirrors arranged on a ball suspended from the ceiling spins slowly. Plastic cups brimming with booze, tables smothered with snacks, records wrapping all around the room, and an entire shelf caked in condoms. Party is an understatement. Every corner of the room is a new sexual experience. Ropes wrangling three different canine guys in one corner, two panthers performing a 69 on the couch blocking the entrance door, one cobra giving a horse a blowjob in the doorway to the kitchen, a crow giving two bulls handjobs by the blackout curtains covering the windows, and the biggest performance in the center… Timing each thrust to the beat of the music, a large dragon plows another wolf bent over doggystyle. True to the central position the dragon holds in the room, he and his partner are fucking atop a board planted black lofted up by thick cubes of wood beneath the disco ball. Clad in leather, the dragon’s green scales contrast greatly from the jet-black leather cap, harness, boots, and legwear extending just above the knees bearing an opened zipper over the groin and nothing covering his rear. Smirking, his yellow eyes and narrow, slit pupils focus down on the back of the canine he’s pounding. White fangs shine and display his satisfaction for all to see. Claws loosely, but powerfully, grip a leash connected to a collar on the wolf. Stubby wings and a thick, large tail tell of the extreme effort put into creating a buff, chiseled, physique. Cheering loudly through the din of the music, I hear two pairs of clapping. Closer my stars approach, raining down from above. “Mmmmph… Ah!” “Ha… ha… ha!” Details become sharper. Clapping… Sounds made as the dragon’s bulky, full set of nuts slam into his pet’s backside. Sounds made as each thrust forces his own backside to clap. Shameless, remorseless, prideful displays of sexuality via his muscles, big belly, large genitals, and grandiose persona… Makes me rather envious. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Mmmmmph… F-F-Fuck…” Panting and wheezing the wolf’s arms shake. All nine inches of length and four of width from the dragon slam into his prostate over and over. Cock flopping around with each bounce, his balls and knot look so heavy. Trailing one claw from his free paw down the lupine’s back, the dragon’s eyes half shut. Speaking softly, his low, rumbling voice slowly whispers, “Hehe… Daddy Darius is here, son~ Couldn’t pass up this fine ass!” Reaching his partner’s tail, Darius lifts his paw into a gentle smack across the lupine’s cheeks. “Unh!” Wobbling a bit, the wolf lowers his torso to the plank and shuts his eyes, moaning softly. “Take my ass, Daddy~” Huffing, Darius leans forward a tad. “Mmmm~ Good boy! Daddy’s proud of you, son. Do you reeeeeally want your ass seeded?” Wiggling his hips, the dragon’s thrusts cease to follow along to the music. Periodic, heavy, slow thrusting follows as he reaches down with free paw to cup the balls of his partner. “Mmmmmph~ Yes, Daddy! Please!” Tensing his rear, the wolf squeezes down on Darius’ dick. Grunting and chuckling is Darius’ response. “Let me ask you then: You being a good pup? Haven’t cum today?” Reaching further underneath the wolf’s hips, the dragon’s paw wraps around the canine’s cock and teasingly tugs it. “Ah! Y-Yes!” Panting, his dick and knot throb with each beat of his heart. “Cum in me, Daddy~” Tugging on the leash carefully, Darius forces the wolf’s torso up. “Alright then~” Pulling his hips back, the scales glint softly in the multicolored light. Taking a deep breath, his voice quietly rumbles, “Cum to DaddyyyyyyyyyyyYYYYY!!!” [b]Fwump.[/b] Heads turn, eyes stare, and jaws drop. Darius’ normally placid, quiet voice screeching through the room got all the attention. Dropping the leash, his tongue hangs limply out of his maw. Cap falling backwards onto the floor, his eyes seem to spin in their sockets. Limply falling back, there’s brief panic as a few of the guys not stuck in place scramble to catch him. “Oi! Darius, bud, you awright?” “Darius! Hey, Darius!” “Bro? You good? Say something!” … … … “Mmmmm… Huh?” Quivering, heavy arms. Lazy, uneven blinking. Random, light breathing. I can barely move. Everything feels so… different. Voices in the distance… Daddy Darius? Why are they calling me that? Heaving myself, I stumble. Grunting, I gasp as all my body feels extraordinarily weighty. Mass unknown pulls at me. “Woah, woah, woah! Hey, Darius… My ass so tight it stopped the blood from flowing back? Haha!” Blinking a couple times, I cough loudly. “Oh? Sorry, I don’t understand.” Why does my voice suddenly sound deeper? Clearing my throat, “Can someone help me stand?”, doesn’t sound any less gritty. “You got it!” Feeling a pair of arms on my shoulders, I lean against the person propping me up. “Someone get us a torch, lickety split!” Squeezing my eyelids shut, I breathe in deeply. Tingling, unwieldy paws clench tight. Spacing my legs apart, I stretch my legs and yawn. Feels like fitting into a new suit! Pressing my paws to my chest, I hit my pecs earlier than expected. They’re… bigger than I remember? Running them down my belly… it’s round? Violently shaking my head, I lift my paws to clap my scaly snoot… “Aaaaah! S-Scales!?” “One of your scales break, bro?” Eyelids shooting open, I finally wake up fully. Naked guys all around me. Abhorrent noise blasting my earholes. Sex hanging heavy in the air, my nose, and my… self? Leather, scales, wings, longer tail, and these eyes… Nothing looks or feels the same! “How many fingers am I holding up?” Clopping over, one of the bulls holds up four digits before me. “How many fingers?” Hmmmmmm… Dilating, my pupils widen slightly from slits. “That’s four fingers, right?” “Gotcha. I think he’s fine, guys. Speech isn’t slurred.” Walking backward, the bulky bovine leans back against the wall and a few rock music posters nailed it. “Darius, er, Daddy? Everything good?” Dropping his arms, the wolf hovers around my big belly and takes a step back. Glancing back and forth, I swallow. Just… got to play it cool. “Yeah… Just, uh, got to take it easy. All of you can resume having sex again, if you desire.” “Hehe… Someone’s rather formal. Guess we’re done tonight?” Casting his snout downward, the wolf lets free a looooong exhale. Part of me wonders whether to cry for him, to console him, or to run away from the scenario and figure out what the fuck happened to me. Though… I know how a canine feels with a heavy heart, even slightly just slightly heavy. Reaching out, my arms feel… are alien to me, but they clasp the wolf’s shoulders just fine. “Huh? Darius?” Rising from the ashes, there’s a sparkle in the wolf’s eyes as a puppy-like quality enters them. Squeezing those shoulders, I crack a grin. “There, there, Son. Daddy’s, uh, still up for more. Why don’t you… claim my ass?” Yet another round of heads turning, eyes staring, and jaws dropping. Somehow, all their gazes seem even more incredulous! “Y-You sure you’re doing alright Dar—er, Daddy?” Curling my toes, I bite my lip slightly. Bravado took Darius this far, so why can’t I carry myself that far in his body? Trying to mimic his chuckle, I breathe slowly, and reach down to snatch and put the leather cap atop my head. Slowing my speech down to copy his sultry tone, I lean in and whisper, “Did Daddy stutter?” “N-No, Daddy! You… want to be dommed though?” Despite the sincere attempt at concern he shows, his dick starting to throb again tells a different story. Nodding, I turn around. Both my paws reach down to playfully bounce my new rear. Kneeling down, I look back to him and wink. “All good. Daddy wants to be your bitch~” “O-On all fours, Daddy!” Fumbling with the latch of his collar, the wolf loosens the band of fabric and clamps it around my neck. Whispering in my ear he slips, “Thanks for this, man. I, uh, have been hoping for this!”, before grabbing the leash and pushing on my back. Catching myself on the plank, I gasp as I land. Next, working my ass off moving my tail off my ass. “P-Please, put your litter in me, Son!” Feigning a cough, I give an awkward smile. “Have you been bottling this up, Daddy?” Dropping to his knees, the wolf loops one arm around my scaly tail and lifts it up. Whistling long and low, he uses his other paw to play with my rear. “Damn, Daddy~ You look better from behind!” Clenching my paws into fists, I nod and lower my torso closer to the ground. “Thank you, S-Son!” “My dick is still lubed up in case I went with someone else… so how about we get past step one~” Unwavering confidence guides the canine cock between my cheeks. Hot dogging is brief, but he intentionally continues to poke my hole. “Remember, no cumming until I do, Daddy!” Biting my lip, I nod again. More to myself than anyone else. One loud clap from us adds to the orgy in the room. Shooting through my possessed brain, a bullet. Splitting my ass with a sword, splitting my mind with pleasure. “Mmmph!” “That’s it, Daddy. I’ll keep going all night with you~” Part of me wonders whether to stop, to find an excuse, or to flee… but as that long canine tip taps my prostate, the second bullet fires in my mind. Apprehension vanishes as I utter, “Mmmmmph fuck my brains out, Son!!!”