I Make a Deal with A Wolf

All characters and situations involved are fictional. (Despite all my sacrifices to Satan that hooved bitch). All characters are over 18 and as always this involves weird shit. All my stories do.

Fucking hell guys I love Halloween! I enjoyed last year's story and knew that I would have to go all out the next Halloween.

Everyone, October is the anniversary of my first story if I do believe correctly. Thanks everyone for reading and for those new, welcome to the odd stuff that comes out of my brain.

Happy Halloween my freaky friends!

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"So, you're sure you want me to head off?" My best friend Fred asked me again.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'll be ok." His round face soured with worry. He's not wrong. I've come with him to work every night and I never made any progress. Two weeks at the Wick Haunted Park and my balls were still non-existent.

I'm taller than him. I'm five-ten, chubby, curly blonde (like from a bottle even though it's not. It's so bright I'm convinced it glows) hair that hangs out from my black beanie. I pushed my black, plastic-frame glasses (I'm also a clutz) further up my nose and looked for her.

Like me, Fred is chubby but less so than me. If I had a nickel for every time some guy pinched my ass and then got mad when I turned around. Blame my mom; I guess I got her childbearing hips.

Fred has a cute butt (I can say that. He's trans and I checked it out for years before he started transitioning) but small, kind of a classic "bubble butt" unlike the dump truck I got following me. He cuts his hair short and no-nonsense. His features are slightly less rounded than mine if you ignore his big cheeks which he hates. His face is one big circle and with the cheeks, he thinks he looks too sweet and innocent.

He also dresses in button-up shorts and slacks. He does great at what his coworkers have dubbed "Narc Zombie". Eh, it's his first job and like me, he loves Halloween and spooky shit. Like me, he's also bad with people, and the fact that I have a crush on his hottest coworker....

I saw her the first night. She was taking tickets and you know how angels are always depicted as white? She proved that wrong. There are black angels because when I first saw her I thought that I had died and gone to heaven. She has short dreads that form layers around her head and jostle when she moves. Small, narrow glasses hung on a cute button nose with a gold nose ring on her right nostril, and all the gold rings and things in her dreads, gave off an odd hippie-alt-librarian thing.

I think I stared at her all the way through the line. She asked for my ticket. I said. "I ah mop."

She stared at me like she expected my pants to spontaneously disappear and took my ticket without a word. I then found a bathroom and banged my head on the wall most of the night.

"Fuck I really like this girl. I do." I had tried to talk to her every night. It's like seeing her connected us and yes I know how insane I sound but I mean it. I feel this cosmic connection like a thread that I can't see but I can feel it. There's this little tug I feel over my heart, pulling me to her and fuuuuck I sound like a creep.

I keep telling Fred that I want to support him but he's seen me burn out with her too many times, and he loves me too much to talk me out of it. Fuck I'm terrible at picking my moment.

She doesn't hate me though. Now she doesn't look at me weird and she's never gotten annoyed. I think she's just used to giving guys chances to look like idiots for her. She probably gets to laugh at a lot of guys. Anyway, she normally just smiles or gives a little smirk but patiently waits for me to choke. She even tries to talk to me now.

Willow, according to her name badge, has asked me questions, teased me, and even joked about trying not to "make any sudden movements" so I won't "skitter away". Any other girl I'd be hurt to be mocked but there's nothing in her eyes or her smile but humor.

"I swear, I'm going to talk to her with ACTUAL words and not just grunts and word salad!" I swore with all of my heart.

"If you say so, Will." He told me. The silence hung between us. Basically "like that'll happen you wuss!"

"I still can't thank you enough Fred." I gushed. "For letting me come with you every night. You know, I'm still proud of you for grabbing shifts every night."

"We all need some savings, Will." He started to walk off to the makeup artist before getting the last word. "Besides, my scene partner has been really awesome!"

"Oh, like I'm going to be jealous." He loved to play himself off as some kind of lone wolf but he's the one who normally drags me around.

Alone, I started to wander.

I had walked the grounds a hundred times. Normally I was just trying to see where she was and yes, I know I sound like a creeper.... again. I just couldn't stop thinking about her, dreaming, fantasizing. The thoughts were relentless.

It wasn't even sex. Most of my fantasies were holding her hand or maybe a kiss. I just really wanted to get to know her.

All I saw were the same faces including Mark's and this, well, I see this weird werewolf all the time. They're a weird one and they always get into the act! I wondered if they were security sometimes and they thought I did something but I realized they're just super into the costume so I normally steer clear.

I checked the haunted house, the haunted barn, the haunted tractor, the haunted outhouse (I know but several people say it's convenient because it LITERALLY scares the shit out of you. So yeah, I decided against it.)

After all of my tickets and food over the past two weeks, I was about broke. My stomach kept rumbling and it was driving me nuts. I ended up on a bench with an arm locked around my middle and distracting myself with my phone. I wasn't going to see her and I was an idiot. And a stalker. I had this weird idea of us being together and I couldn't even talk to her.

"I'm pathetic." I whimpered in the fall air.

"You look glum cutie. Fancy a free cone in exchange for a smile for me?" Expecting mockery from a guest, the sincere face of Willow smiled down at me instead, holding a cone from the cart she pushed.

"Hi-Hi." I sputtered. "I'm b-b-broke."

"Well broke, how about I trade you for a smile?" The melting treat dripped down her fingers. I grabbed the cone but she didn't let go. No, she raised a brow and smiled.

"Oh." I smiled, a sad one I would have assumed but she beamed and let go.

"There. Feel better?" She asked and sat down beside me.

"Mhm." I hummed and licked what had to be the best damned ice cream that anyone alive ever had. Granted that could be because WILLOW WAS TALKING TO ME!

"Aw cutie, I was kind of hoping for a word or two ....." It's hard to describe her voice. Thick and smooth like syrup. It's not exactly masculine but deep and throaty.

"So, uhm ... th-thanks."

"Finally!" She crushed me in a hug and I think I yelped. "My friends and I had a bet going on about when you would finally talk to me. Dory lost big time!"

"Really? You bet on.. me...-" That actually bugged me but it wasn't my first thought. "Did YOU bet?"

"Yup." She made the "u" low and the "p" pop. "I bet that you'd have a little courage by the end ooooofffffff this week." She purred. Her nose booped mine which I think might be a secret button because my heart stopped for a few seconds.

"I'm s-sorry if I've been bugging you...."

"No honey, you haven't at ALL!" She assured me so aggressively like she was afraid I might get turned off. I didn't understand even then that she was into me because I'm a chubby dude with a tiny dick and no sexual experience. A lot of girls I've been into didn't react well to my body. "I was just rooting for you. Most guys don't approach me at all." She told me solemnly.

"Why? You're gorgeous, perfect!' I immediately turned red but her teeth cut into her lip and she looked at me hungrily.

Her smile sweetened but her eyes cut at me accusingly. "You are too sweet, "guy who still hasn't told me his name."

"Oh, sorry, I'm Will."

"Willow and Will huh? Haha, didn't think that one through honey?" Her finger stopped my flapping lips and she only giggled. "Kidding. I promise." She assured me. Mischievous light danced in her eyes. She was going to tease me at every chance and I welcomed it.

"And most guys apparently think that I'm too perfect and gorgeous and all of that shallow crap that guys love to aggrandize and they never work up the nerve to approach me." She leaned in, careful of the family walking down the path in front of us. "But you did, even if it took a few weeks." She said then pulled back.

"I haven't dated anyone in a while, and I'm not a one-night stand kind of girl." In a short span, the confident manic pixie dream girl facade dropped. I like her shy and awkward. I felt more comfortable knowing we weren't that different. "I want a guy to call my own. I mean the full boyfriend experience like hand-holding and watching my purse, that kind of thing. Knowing that's what I want, are you ok with that?"

She asked me, giving me the choice. It was a serious moment, not a hint of a smile on her face. If anything, she looked scared, like she'd gotten to this point many times but never much further.

"Yes! I really like you ... from the first moment I saw you it's like something suddenly f-flickered... and I didn't know ..... shit, I sound insane." I sighed. She gently bumped my butt with her own. She was acting differently now. Real.

"So, we both want a real thing?" She asked me timidly, staring off at her cart.

"Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically (dropped my damned cone) and very, very loudly. She leaned in and I thought that I might faint but I moved closer.

My lips were almost to hers when she broke me out of the rom-com playing in my head. "Then I need to think about it. Is that ok?" She asked in a complete reversal.

"Uhm, but I thought ... uh, yeah. Whatever you need." I said, suddenly hollow.

"Then can I have your digits?" She handed me her phone and I put mine in. I'm not sure why, if she had to think, would she even say yes? But she did ask for my number. It just felt weird.

"I better get back to work." She said and nodded her head towards the cart. "We get put on whatever they need us." She grabbed the cart and pushed it with ease. "We have end-of-night parties on the weekends. Stay after close; you can be my plus one and I'll let you know what I decide. Savvy?"

"Sounds good." My heart had fallen between my knees by this point. I hoped beyond hope that she would say yes but I still didn't understand why she would need time.

After she walked away, I knew that I wouldn't be able to stop overthinking things so I headed back to the front gate. Fred would have some time left but I'd use the lights and sounds to keep me from getting too focused and losing track of time.

I'd already come back to the woods near the front when a small figure leapt from behind some bushes. "RAAWWRRRR!"

"Nice one dude." I passed them without a glance. I heard a howl then I was sent tumbling down to the pavement path with some jackass clinging to my back.

When we landed they ended up on top of me while I lay there groaning. "Whaaaa happened, dude?" I moaned groggily.

The mask came off and a long curtain of dirty blonde hair clogged my mouth. "Girl, actually." She chuckled and rolled off. "So Dudette?" Her flannel shirt and baggy black pants looked like she had done that plenty of times tonight.

"I thought you weren't supposed to touch customers?" I reminded her with a stare that I hoped could curdle milk. She yawned and glanced at her phone.

"Only the ones that'll tell." Her forehead came to my chin but when she leapt at me my toes curled and my butt slammed shut. "Buuuuut what kind of guy gets upset when a cute girl jumps him?"

That's subjective. She wasn't ugly just kind of a homely tomboy. Did I say kind of? I meant the walking talking spokeswoman for tomboys. Her nose was large and round and she had tape over the bridge. Freckles dotted her narrow cheeks and her crooked teeth shone at me in a smile that I didn't understand. It wasn't mean or negative but different. Her eyes were roaming up and down my body. My thin black hoodie didn't make me feel any warmer.

Sometimes I think my brother is right. I might have to wear a bra. My body stores fat weirdly. I got damn near B cups and they were freezing. I pulled my jacket tighter and wished she would get to the point. My pants were jangling in the wind with all the straps and chains dangling off. Unfortunately, my butt was freezing.

"So, I saw you talking to my gal Willow." I saw her nametag then. Dory. Fuck.

"Yeah, she mentioned you." I scowled then and she actually laughed.

"I'm sure that she did and don't pout about the bet. I came to make it up to you." She told me like she was doing me the biggest favor in the world.

"And how will you do that, Wolfgal?" I asked dryly. She tossed the mask by the nose where it twirled and returned to her waiting palm.

Her voice is odd. It seems to switch between deep and high as she talks. She draws out some of her words as she speaks so it comes off as slightly country. "Easy. She gave you the whole speech about waiting for her to think it over right?" The little wiggle of her brow told me all that I needed to know.

"Fuck..."

"Basically but no despair dude." She scratched her chin and looked up and down the path to make sure that we wouldn't be interrupted. "I'm going to tell her to give you a chance. I'm like her best friend in the world." She clasped my shoulder with her free hand and when I smiled, hers changed. She grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me away from the light.

"Buuut it's not free." She warned me and shoved me against a tree. "I need something from you." She sniffed my neck like an animal. I squealed shrilly and froze. I felt it then, this thick hardness on my thigh. She was humping my leg. "Your ass!"

"My.. m-my a-ass!?"

"That thing on your leg is my cock. I get you in with my gal willow and I get to tap this ass cause GOD DAYUM dude, you have the fastest boy pussy that I've ever seen " Her tongue ran across my neck and a silent scream stuck in my throat. My blood ran hot and my heart thumped like thunder in my ears.

"I-I .... I.... FUCK!" I shrieked and shoved my way out of her arms.

"If you change your mind, meet me at the haunted house at twenty before close. I'll have a ticket set aside!" She called in her weird, husky voice. "But if you do, stop at the costume shop. There's something for you under "Hottie McPhatass!"

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"Bitch!" I snarled and an old lady eating a corn dog jumped. "S-Sorry." I couldn't stop thinking about her and what she must have thought. That I'm stupid, gullible. Why would she even think that I'd ... ok, no need to question that. Futas famously love guys like me; I just didn't know that we had any!

It was a mistake. I wouldn't do anything like that because I like Willow. After some thinking, I realized that was exactly why I had to.

I was standing outside the costume shop with five minutes to spare till the park closed. Admittedly, I was shaking. I was terrified and nauseous and my butt felt scared. I didn't know that was possible.

I know how it sounds but I liked Willow so much. I really thought that we could have a future. I didn't want to do it; I had to. After working myself up I stepped into a place that I used to love. Their on-site costume shop is amazing. Some local artists even make one-time pieces that sell for a pretty penny. I've always loved being in that place surrounded by the amazing costumes.

"Don't hate me butt," I whispered and gulped before stepping to the counter. "H-Hi."

The large woman behind the counter looked up from her phone and welcomed me with a smile. "Hey sweet thing, what can I get ya?"

"I was t-told to pick up an order," I paused, hoping that she would know but she waited expectantly and I whispered "It should be u-under uh, "Hottie McPhatass."

"A little louder!" She wheezed, failing to stifle her giggles.

"H-Hottie.. Mc-M-"

"Louder!"

"Hottie McPhatass!" I cracked and half the store turned to look at me.

The older woman laughed and pulled a bag from beneath the counter. "That's what I thought you said." She pushed the bag towards me, still shaking. "Tell Dory that I said hi, sweet thang."

I hugged the bag to my chest and darted out of the store like it was on fire.

"Yeah, I don't think that I'll ever be able to go there again." The park opened into a wide street of food stalls and shops. That's where the costume shop sits. Not far down from there was an alley with the closest bathroom.

I locked myself in and opened the bag. On top there was a note. "Wear this. Yes, I'm serious. Yes, you have to wear it. Be seeing you." Sitting inside I found a wrapped costume. When I pulled it out I thought that I was going to pass out.

"There's no fucking way."

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"I'm just surprised it fits." Grumbling didn't help but it did make me feel better. "I can't believe the park allows this." There is a reason the park only allows eighteen and up after nine. Parkgoers are allowed to wear more risque costumes and that jerk Dory went all out.

"I mean I am kind of flattered." I don't know if employees get a discount but I'm not even going to mention the price tag on it.

She picked out a devil costume. A SLUTTY devil costume. I had a devil beret in my blonde hair and a glittery red body condom of a costume. And the collar! The asshole slipped on a collar that says "femboy devil".

The costume's paper-thin fabric stretches just perfectly over my chubby chest and massive behind. My chest sticks out though. It wouldn't have been hard describing my boobs through that thing. As much as I hated showing them off, it wasn't the pain in my ass.

"God the tail feels weird!" Inside I had found a separate note attached to the costume's most important piece. The tail. It's the classic red tail with the arrowed end but it attaches to, you guessed it, a fucking buttplug. Just because I have a huge butt, it doesn't mean that I've experimented. Yeah. It was a funny experience getting that in place and yeah, I'm being sarcastic. It wasn't wholly unpleasant and it certainly feels rather good inside but it's fucking humiliating. "It's for Willow!" I grunted as I pushed it in.

"I hope Fred doesn't see me like this. Thank GOD he's been getting out later and later every night!" He and his partner get along really well so they end up talking and losing track of time. That'll work in my favor since he doesn't normally want to leave right after he comes out.

I walked through the streets to the mutterings of everyone still enjoying the haunted park. More than a few whistles followed me and if I had a nickel for every time I got another pinch on my barely clad ass, I could buy myself some pants. "Perverts!"

"She better be thankful for this!" I certainly could have sounded more menacing but dressed as a slutty devil doesn't lend itself to intimidation. "Finally, where is that asshole!?"

The Haunted House is one of the most popular attractions. I love the place with all my heart.

"Ticket?" A tall girl in a suit and covered in skeleton paint reached an expectant hand towards me.

"Oh uh, I'm actually waiting for someone I was told to meet Dory here?" I asked meekly. "I should have a ticket?"

Her lips twitched and I sighed. I knew what was coming before she could ask. "Under ... Hottie McPhatass."

She nodded towards a door behind her and handed me a ticket stub. "Use the employee door. Dory is waiting for you in the Wolf's Den. She covers the last hour or two but she should be about done. Do you need directions?"

"No. I know where it is." The classic monsters are the park's biggest attractions so there are normally a few acting at once. Roamers, to walk the park and terrify people, or attractions, those that sit and act their part in a location. The wolf's den is my favorite.

"Oh my shit I've probably seen her perform!"

I walked in and made my way out of the employee-only hall and into the attraction.

It would have taken me a minute to get there but I kept getting stopped. A few guys and girls in security shirts kept stopping me and patting me down. One big guy, a human wall tugged on the tail and made me scream. Perverts.

Afterwards, guests stopped to ogle me. I spent two minutes outside of the wolf's den because, and I can't believe this, people asked to take pictures with me. They got kind of touchy..... I hate to admit it but I kind of needed the ego boost. At school I'm the geeky "fat" guy. Here, I kept getting hit on.

"Fuuuuck this is embarrassing!" I hissed and quickly dived into the Wolf's Den. It was wood panelling everywhere and old white paint chipped from the walls. The lights were low and I could still hear the sounds of chains and moaning from the speakers by the ceiling. Fake trees and foliage surrounded the large cage in the middle.

The cage was empty. "Oh crap did I miss her? No no noooo I need her to put in a good word!"

Suddenly some trees behind the cage swung forward on a hinge from the wall and a tiny werewolf stomped out. "Fucking no-show cocktease!"

She had a huge bag hanging from her slim shoulders that swung with her anger as she ranted. "I would have been gentle God damnit!" She snarled. "Well, I would have tried...."

"Uh, Dory." My shrill voice barely registered in my ears but her head cocked and the mask wobbled on her head.

"Hottie!?" She turned and the eyes of the mask seemed to expand. "Holy tomboy in hell you're a hot bitch!"

"Is this what you wanted?" I snarled, spun and her pants stretched around her cock.

"I'm packing a rock-hard fifteen bud. What do you think?" She purred and pulled her mask tight. "Now, ready to pay up?"

"I guess." I was dragged to the cage and shoved in. Gently but still. I heard her zipper fall and when I turned, she was hanging out. Jutting out actually.

"Well. I don't know about the Wolfman but the Wolfgirl DEFINITELY has "nards"..... " I breathed, shocked by the sight. It was pointed at me and even the weight of the monster couldn't hold it down. "You better be able to talk Willow into this!" I hollered but my retreating into the cage kind of made a shitty poker face.

"I swear, if you do this for me, Willow will go out with you." She had a hand over her heart and smirked. "Now get on the mattress. I need to get my Wolf dick wet!" Keys jostled in her hands. She darted from the cage and locked the door. "We are closed people! Mwahahaha!"

"Stop cackling like a villain," I demanded as I stood over the mattress and tried not to consider all of the stains.

"No." She told me and shut the door of the cage behind her. Then she grabbed me and, I have no other way to put this, she groped me. Mauled me. Manhandled... er... woman-handled in this case? Kind of confusing terminology considering I'm the one who felt like a piece of meat.

I hadn't heard her move before I shouted, "YEOW!"

She removed her teeth from the fresh bite mark on my ass. "Sorry, love nibble."

"I am not a human happy meal wolf woman! Easy?" It's uncomfortable enough when she's fondling my chest but when she's on her knees spreading my cheeks and drooling is when I start to feel off.

"Just so much booty." Her voice rasped from between my cheeks. She spread me wide, staring intently at the plug peeking around the tail.

"All the booty for me. Love the booty!"

"You're weirding me out, Dory. Like a lot."

"Hey, I'm a futa staring at the holy grail of a boy butt. Like, let me worship, man!" Her tongue bathed every inch of my jiggling ass meat and again, I have to be honest.

The attention is kind of nice.

"Oh shit that feels nice." I moaned weakly. My knees were already losing strength. I wanted to say fuck it and lay down on the DNA sponge of a mattress. Then the plug popped out of my ass without a single word of warning. "Yeow!" I squealed. When I turned to chew her out, her tongue hung down to her chin.

"What a big tongue you have...." Yeah, I didn't realize that I was setting her up.

"All the better to EAT YOU WITH!"

Then her tongue punched through my asshole and a sound like a teakettle leaked from my lips.

"Eeeeeeeeeeee!" I squealed and tried to move my hips but she held them in an iron grip that I couldn't break. It wasn't bad just, wow. A warning would have been nice.

Her tongue swirled in my ass and my knees finally gave up the ghost. Her hands suddenly popped behind my knees, sending me down before lashing out and sending me flying face forward onto the dingy fabric. Who knows how many ghosts of nuts past soaked the material currently muffling my screams.

I'm glad I had it or the whole house would have heard me. I don't know who taught Dory this but I owe them a thank-you card and a new car. As soon as I landed her face plopped between my cheeks and speared my ass again. I could hear sounds coming from my asshole. Schlurps, slaps of her hands, happy little moans, all from the delighted Dory.

I got into it. Quickly. "Oooh goOoOOD!"

"OK, ok, blowjob time!" Dory leapt to her feet and her dick bounced off of my soaked, fabric-covered ass. I was laughing into the mattress and trying to move my legs.

"Please say you mean me?" I hoped.

"Well, you WILL be the one giving it!" Her dick flopped down on my face the moment I got upright.

"I've never done this," I warned.

"Just treat it like a popsicle. A really, really, REALLY big popsicle. That looks like a dick."

"Thanks Dory, really helpful." Fuck I wish that she had been lying. It really is huge. And veiny. The slab of meat stopped beneath a brown and blonde poof of hair. Two enormous testicles hung heavily below. I grabbed her cock as if I expected it to burn my hand.

"No problem. Just like that. Your hands are so soft buddy. So soft. That's right, squeeze my cock." Her directions rushed out on hot breath. Dory's head rolled back and my fingers squeezed tightly.

"Just like that, now up and down and put my head on your tongue you got a piece of ass!" My hair was yanked in her fingers and I pressed the fat head to my lips.

"It tastes so salty!" I whined and she pushed her hips forward. The spongy head forced past and butted my tonsils.

"Fucking good devil sissy! Good boy on Dory's fat boy breaker. Fuck yeah!" She cackled while I choked.

"Relax dude, chill. Just go with it, don't fight it." I took her advice and did my best to calm down. It wasn't so bad. It didn't taste as gross as I thought and the texture was kind of nice. She held it there until I began to suck while streams of drool streamed off of my chin.

"Good job dude, I'm almost past your FUCK YEAH!" She thrust without warning and stretched out my throat. I could feel my esophagus stretch around her too-thick prick.

"Hggrroookkk!" My favorite pornstars are women who can swallow salami and not bat an eye. Lilly Ford, Abella Danger, women like that.

I suddenly knew what they went through. It felt like my throat was preparing to give birth. The head of her cock stuck halfway through and she started slapping my head to force it down.

So I reached out and pinched her balls.

"FUCKINGSHIT!" The asshole howled above me. "What the hell gives, dick!?" She hollered at me as she massaged her nut sack.

I coughed half a lung up and sputtered up at her, "You're trying to fit an entire leg in a tube sock bitch!"

"oooooo!" She groaned and slapped her forehead. "I'm doing it again." She sighed and winced. "I've been told that I can be kind of ... aggressive."

"No duh!" I rubbed my tender throat and dried my eyes. "Now, take your own advice. EASY!" I opened my mouth and I was kind of excited to get it back. I'd gotten into the flavor.

I lifted it to my mouth and warned her with a look when her hands started to fall back on my head. I began to trace my tongue along the head. Mine's tiny, like a grape. Hers looks like a fucking apple. A big, purple, leaking apple.

"OK, just go slow." She told me and her hand patted my head. A little condescending but I didn't detect any mockery, only appreciation. "Yeeaaahhhh, like that dude. Fuuuuck." I sucked on the tender underside of her cockhead. The dribbling goo tasted fucking amazing. I sucked it from her cock slit and without meaning to, I caught myself humming.

She tore the mask up, huffing up a storm. "Damn dude you have soft but strong hands." She held my head and ran the length of her dick between my lips. I spit and drooled till her rod shone in the fluorescent lights. When it floated from my face I felt a twinge of disappointment.

"Is it weird that I feel kind of proud?" I murmured to myself then looked at the panting Dory. "So what now Wolfgirl?"

I did feel an alien sense of regret. She saw my stare and wagged it in my face. "Don't worry buddy, I wasn't expecting you to swallow me. I am pretty thick." She pushed me back towards the mattress and pushed me by the ass to my stomach.

She ripped the mask back down and howled like a wolf.

And dork.

Mostly dork.

"Time for a well-earned butt fucking Hottie! Wooooo!"

"Oh my god!" I moaned into that crime scene of a mattress. "I'm going to lose my virginity in a god damned cage to a moron!"

"Holy girl dick you're a virgin?" Dory sounded almost worried, even remorseful. "Does she know....." She snatched her phone and typed over my exposed ass.

"Hey, Fido!" I snapped behind me. "Are you seriously texting someone!?"

She nodded and held up a finger and I heard the ding of a text being sent. "Asshole!" I barked and her hand fell gently on my ass. She rubbed me softly and though it didn't make up for pulling out her cell phone, it felt nice. Now if only-

-ding!-

"-Oh God Damnit!"

She snatched it back up, looked at it for a second, and tossed it out of the cage. "Now, my tasty little morsel, prepare to have your house blown all the way down!"

You know how they say with heights, the trick is not to look down. The head slammed in; I shrieked and, well, l..... -picture me on all fours, shaking and staring straight ahead, keeping your eyes forward on the tightrope. All I had to do was not look "down" at her dick and I'd be fine.

You already know what I'm about to say. I looked down. "I'M GONNA DIE YOUR COCK IS SO HUGE!"

It looked like an arm or one big muscle. She laughed and growled at me. "All the better to FUCK YOU WITH MY DEAR! HAHAHAHA!" Then she fucking cored me. The bitch REALLY gets into character!

"YO-YOU'RE G-GETTING YOUR M-M-MOVIES MIXED UUUUUUPPPPPP-GOD!!!!!!" When her balls tapped mine, they exploded like nuclear bombs..... I started to suspect that I liked her dick.

"Cumming already?" She cackled and her bush tickled my ass as she slammed in and held it. The costume barely held together as her cock forced my belly out. The ring that tightens around the tail wouldn't survive her cock. "Good boy!"

"S-Slow d-d-down I'm new to THIS-GODDAMMITFUCK!" Mid-sentence, she halted, and I came off my feet. Her hands held my chest, squeezing my man tits through the costume as she moaned like the dead.

"No, fast. Need to get you to the party on time!" She grunted and growled. Her dick flexed and finally she relaxed her body and my feet hit the ground. Then she shoved me forward on the mattress. She bounced; I spewed a second load into the red fabric. I then started speaking what I think may have been Arabic.

"Aaggh baa hha trhhlllluuu!"

"Damn dude you got a boy pussy that a bitch would kill for. Now bite the mattress. I need to cum quickly!" I tried to speak but her arms braced around my head and her skinny hips instantly switched to jackhammer mode. My screams and the slaps of flesh on flesh echoed in my ears as my vision went dark.

"I like cock!" I groaned and Dory, wearing a grin splitting her face from ear to ear, filled my blurry eyes.

"That lucky bitch better appreciate this!" She snarled and ripped my face around then kissed me. Believe it or not, a chubby dude with tits, a cherub face, and a black girl's booty doesn't get kissed by a lot of girls and it didn't feel like I assumed it would. She was rough, aggressive, and spent half the time grunting into my mouth.

At some point I pushed my arms beneath me and braced myself before slamming my ass up. Dory loved it and she grabbed my hips and ripped my ass to her as I slammed it up.

"Fuck this is awesome!" I never thought a dick in my butt would feel so good. I mean it also fucking HURT but once I got used to it, I was in heaven. "Don't tell Willow that I came, please!"

Sweat rolled off her nose and her grunts grew deeper and more frequent. The old fabric of the mattress reeked but I didn't care as my teeth clamped around it. That beautiful rod splitting me in half dick punched something amazing deep inside me and with everything that it did, I felt a pressure rising.

"Don't worry about Willow dude, just this dick!" She began to hammer me until I collapsed, useless under her thrusts.

Her nails tore streaks in my asses pale flesh but I didn't care. I WOULD get my date; I just hoped that I would be enough. Her dick awakened a hunger in me and by the time her arms wrapped around me and crushed me 0 her, all I could think about was her cock.

"Oh fuck dude gets ready, the WolfGirl is about to AAAWWWOOOOOOOOO!" I suddenly thought back to the previous summer when my Uncle paid me to mow his lawn. I spent all summer fighting with that damn cord. I had a hell of a time starting it and the ripcord became my nemesis.

I thought of that when all fifteen inches ripped from my ass and I screamed. I didn't shoot forward but I did cum and spasm like a pathetic mess.

I felt her hot load rain down on my ass. And my back. "Take my Wolf nut you fat asses Hottie!"

I lay there half conscious and feeling like I just got my ass whooped. I guess I did in a way.

Dory's mask fell beside me and the wolf herself joined it beside me and gulped air for dear life.

"There, your sweet booty is well and truly broken Hottie." She laughed and placed her arms beneath her head. Her flannel shirt and the plain white T-shirt beneath were soaked. I however felt what seemed like a gallon of spunk soaking into the thin fabric of my costume. It felt strange but kind of nice.

"I'm wha!?"

"Nothing, I just mean-"

-WWOOOOOOOOOO-

"Oh shit the alarm. Come on, we have to get you to the closing party!" Dory jumped to her feet and tried to drag me up but my body had little left.

"Come on man!" She snapped but how is that fair? She's the one who fucked me damn near into a coma! "Oh shit, don't forget it!" She said a moment before my tail was shoved roughly back into my ass.

"Dick!" I howled.

"Good, if you can bitch, you can move." She said roughly as she tried to fit the stretched hole back around the tail. "Come on!"

-

"Not perfect but you'll pass," Dory told me as she checked for last-minute fixes. I couldn't believe it but the costume stretched back. There weren't any tears, and even the hole the tail pushes through was back to being properly wrapped around the base of the tail.

The cum was a different story. She wiped most of it off but the entire back of my costume from my shoulder to my ass was dark with moisture. I also reeked. I wasn't fooling anyone judging by the looks and laughter following us but she dragged me limping and whimpering through the park. I probably looked like a zombie. Right as the bell rang to announce the park's official close, we got to the after-party in the barn.

"OK, She's in there waiting on you." Dory rubbed my shoulders like I was a boxer getting amped up for a fight. "You won't miss her. Good luck Dude."

"But where do I? ... and she's gone. God, she's weird." The barn is old, I think from the 60s. The doors were open and people were drinking, laughing, dancing, and a few were basically dry-humping each other. Most were, actually. I also saw several more girls sneaking off with guys. Most were dragging guys off in the trees, the bushes, wherever.

"Will!" An angel glomped on me from behind and my ass screamed in protest.

"Aaagh fuck I... Willow!? Holy ..."

"Careful," She warned teasingly, "Don't blaspheme or I'll have to tell the boss." She joked and raised a finger towards the sky.

She wore a white, thin (no more so than the costume I wore), stark white robe. Small wings hung from her back and a cheap halo hung on a wire over her head. She really was an angel at that moment. "You look... wow."

Some others stopped behind her and waved hello. "Is this the new boyfriend?"

"Yup! He's all mine!" She announced it happily and hugged me.

"Wait, you already decided? OH MY GOD YOU'RE MY GIRLFRIEND!?" I squealed like a girl and hugged her back.

"If you still want to be!!!" We jumped in the air shrieking like idiots.

"Well, have fun Willow." Her friends waved and left us alone. We were standing by a table with snacks and a lunch bowl. I quickly filled two glasses and handed one to her, trying my damnedest not to limp but she noticed.

"I can't believe it. You're my girlfriend, like seriously? We're dating now?"

"Fuck yeah, sexy!" She laughed and squeezed my butt. "God, I told Dory not to go too hard but that girl has no chill. I was hoping that you wouldn't have the limp but I love the paint job." He fingers made a trail in the dark latch of the costume. Before I could speak her fingers slipped into my mouth and I sucked the salty flavors away.

"You knew....." I sighed when her fingers left my tongue.

"Yeah?" She purred and kissed me. "I hope that's ok." Like a guy. Her hands grasped my ass possessively, and several voices rang "Oooooooooo!" around us. Her tongue wrestled mine to submission and when I felt something even harder and larger against my leg, instead of screaming I purred into her mouth like a weak kitten.

"You're a... a...."

Her lips then left a soft pink mark on my forehead. "So, small confession." She murmured against my ear. "Well, not that small." She giggled like a dork. I guess even women like making dick jokes. I couldn't blame her seeing as she made Dory feel small.

She squeezed my sore cheek again and I moaned. "You aren't the most observant guy. Cute but oblivious. Well," Her voice lowered to a throaty whisper and when she spoke, invisible fingers made their way through my brain. "Hot, actually." She breathed sincerely and kissed me again soft and tenderly.

"Almost all of us are futas, dude." She said, waving her hand around the barn. "And one of the reasons that you can't always find me is,.... don't be man Will." She told me yet her face told me that she expected me to be. "I MAY have been stalking you around the park."

"Since when!?" I exclaimed.

"Really?" She asked, bemused. "That's the part you're stuck on; you don't care we're all futas?"

"Why would I? I just ... well you know. Ok, explain. You've been stalking me. Why? And you KNEW about Dory so, what's going on?"I snapped but she looked at me like I was a new puppy.

"So cute." She whispered. "Even when you're mad you're so-"

"Willow!"

"Sorry!" She shook her head and started again. "So, I've always wanted a snowbunny. Just a boy. You know that term, right?"

"A white girl?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah. Black guys kind of put white women on a pedestal. Black futas as well; we do that too, especially white guys. PAWG is a plus too. You're the first guy that I've seen where the G stands for "guy"." She playfully sent my cheek wobbling so I slapped her hand but she just laughed.

"At first I just wanted you but, I don't know. I like you. I REALLY like you. My fantasies went from pulling you away and putting the "ride" in hayride. Buuut," She hummed and gently grabbed my face with both hands and stared at me with shimmering eyes. "Suddenly my fantasies were about a lot more. Holding your hand, then snuggling. Meeting each other's friends. Family's. I realized I didn't just see you as someone to sleep with but..... I wanted to ask you out so fucking bad Will."

Hearing that she fantasized about the same things I did almost made me cry. "Why didn't you?" She had plenty of options and finding out that she has a dick is a relief. Dory kind of changed me.

"Honestly?" Slipping her fingers into mine she pulled me off through the door that she and her friends came through. "In here." She told me and yanked me through the door and shut it. We were surrounded by old decorations and furniture.

"This is a spare room we use for storage." She explained. Half the room was taken up by a large pile of random boxes and junk. "We uh, also come in here to smoke." She told me as my eyes fell on the smoking remnants of a joint lying in the corner. It made sense; I'd been too happy to see her to realize she reeked of weed. "Just let me explain before you freak out lol? No one should interrupt."

"Fine." Now that we were alone in good lighting, it looked like a third leg was rising and her dress followed suit. Her caramel-colored legs came into view and my heart ached. She's just so hot!

"Dating sucks and I haven't had a boyfriend before, not really. I was being honest. Most guys do look at me with rose colored glasses but the ones who don't freak!" She pointed at her crotch and it wasn't hard to figure out what she meant. "Guys get emasculated when they see how big I am or they just get scared but too many become complete sluts!"

Willow sighed and sat down on an old box labeled "pumpkins." She looked like she might cry. "I know how dumb it is but last year when I started working here, I met Dory, and she became my girl. I love that crazy chick and after I told her about my issues, she had an idea and we kind of started... testing guys."

"You get Dory to fuck them." I sat down beside her and she managed a weak smile. I placed my hand in hers and asked, "Why?"

She wouldn't look at me at first. It wasn't until she saw that I wasn't mad that she spoke."If you freak out then we don't even tell you. If you don't, it's a good sign but there's still a lot that could go wrong so.... Dory propositions you by promising to get me to say yes."

"Cause if I let her fuck me, I'll let you fuck me?" I asked.

"Mhm." She nodded quickly and despite being tricked, kind of, I didn't care.

One thing didn't add up. "I thought Futas were kind of territorial?"

"We are. I won't let another bitch touch my Will ever again but another reason is, well, practical." I didn't realize that as we talked, we naturally just fell into each other's arms. She smelled amazing btw. I was already whipped and didn't realize it.

"And that reason is?" I asked slowly, missing the point.

"Well," Her hand snaked further down and gave my tail a light tug.

"Ooooh!"

"I needed that ass prepped. I can't stress Will baby but this is A LOT of dick to handle and it helps to have them "prepped". You know Futas are even worse than lesbians, right?" Like lightning, she leapt and when I opened my eyes I was on my back and her dick lay across me as if it owned me. She smiled down wide and her eyes sparkled even brighter than Dory's. "We tend to fuck on the first date......"

"Uh, Willow, I'm kind of sore and I was a virgin till like an hour ago.."

Once again she shut my mouth with her tongue and my poor little guy sprang back to life in a heartbeat. Her teeth bit down on my nipple; I screamed and she ripped back with her teeth, taking the front of my costume. Spitting the thin fabric she wiggled her brows devilishly. "But, I need to make you mine. Since I forbade her from creampieing you, she came all over you so that you would have her smell. Bitch." She spat the last word with a smile.

I covered my chest with an arm but she yanked it away with ease. "You two have a weird friendship."

"You have no idea." Those beautiful dark lips pouted and a ball of lead filled my guts. "Now, are you really going to deny your girlfriend a simple request right after you start dating?" She batted her eyes and I knew she already had me down pat.

"I don't know..." It was all happening so fast. I wanted her more than I could say but God but butt was sore.

Her lips curled in front of my eyes and a lone finger raised my chin. "Please, baby? Us futas like to mark our men. It'll make me happier knowing you smell like me, taste like me," her lips brushed my neck and I shivered. "To be covered in me."

"Uuuu-uuuuhhh..." I croaked.

"By the time I'm done, every Futa in here will know you're mine, Will."

I knew even before she finished speaking that I would do it. I resigned myself to my fate but GOD what a fate! "I'm just wrapped around your little finger, aren't I?"

"Not my finger." She growled and the plug once again popped from my hole.

"B-Be gentle!"

-

"Oooh Willow!"

"Oh my God Will!" She screamed passionately and buried her tear-streaked face in my neck. Her hands held me tightly like she never wanted to let go. I had several teeth marks on my shoulders, her own way of marking me. While she cried so femininely her hips asserted her authority over my twice-broken ass. Her dick threatened to punch her own chin whenever she bottomed out. My guts jutted back and forth by her length. I did my best to hold my legs wide as she tore me a new one. The cold floor felt great on my back and the tattered remains of my costume hung from my neck and every limb.

"Say it again, please I need to hear it Will!" She demanded weakly. "Pl-Please!"

"You're my girlfriend and I'm your boyfriend!"

"Yesshhhh!" Her balls, even bigger and heavier than Dory's left purple bruises on my ass but I didn't care. Willow also taught me a new term that she loved. "I'm Willow's tight size queen! Fuck me Willow I LOVE... YOUR... CAAAWWWKKKKK!"

Willow's eyes bulged and she jerked. Body arching and veins popped out all over. Her pelvis slammed into me and shoved me forward as her great big "UGGHHNNNNN!" filled my ears.

Then her cock filled my ass and I don't mean with cock. My guts expanded like a bomb and I didn't scream so much as shriek the entire time her cum marked my ass as hers.

The door cracked open and two girls dressed as slashers pulling a guy in a ghost sheet laughed and shut it just as quickly. "Sorry Willow!"

"My p-parents are gone all w-weekend!" I sputtered and moaned through my breathing.

Willow collapsed when my belly stopped growing. She fell over her and kicked my legs up then pushed her knees under them. Her arms embraced me and not once did her lips stop covering my sweaty face.

Then my phone rang. "Oh shit I'm supposed to go get my friend......" There was Willow, my new girlfriend AND lover (I'm going to spare you all of my geeking out but uh, I GOT A GIRLFRIEND HAHAHAHA!) whose dick still hadn't gone soft but on the other hand, I had my best friend who would have to walk if I didn't get him. I stared up into Willow's gorgeous eyes and came to a decision, "Fuck it, he can walk."

"Good, care for another round?" She asked me excitedly.

"My ass isn't going to get a moment's rest, is it?"

"Hahaha, no." She said, stroking my face possessively.

"Fred isn't going to believe any of this....."

-end-