The purple fox grumbled to himself as he adjusted the wings that were strapped to his back as he hurried down the sidewalk. His hair was a mess, his fur was disheveled and that didn't even begin to cover the fact that his stockings were getting stained from the dust on the sidewalk! But he hoped it was worth it, this haunted house party was supposed to be a howling good time according to the flyer he'd tucked into his back pocket. His costume was something simple, but elegant, strung together from things he'd found in the closet. A green tank top and a skirt, some adjustable gossamer wings that flared out behind him, a small wand with a sparkly star at the tip, lime green stockings and shoes... all he was missing was the pixie haircut and blonde hair and he'd have made a pretty good Tinkerbelle. His heels clacked on the sidewalk as he hurried down the street, the glow of lamplights catching his heterochromatic eyes for a brief moment to make them shine before he was caught in the sickly yellow glow of the next one. He looked at the street signs as they passed by: Government, Washington, Howard... he finally found the one he was looking for, Avery, and turned the corner. He only had to walk down a little ways before he saw the iron gates blocking him from the house he was wanted at. To say it was large was an understatement. To say that it was luxurious was doing the house an injustice. And to say that it was old was to truly doubt the character of the mansion. It sat on a hill, lead up by a long dirt driveway with great oaks on either side that cast a shadow over the trail. Even from here, his ears could pick up the steady thump of music, every now and again a lyric catching his sensitive ears. The glow of lights was bright, casting away the shadows the moon caused over it. All in all, it was the perfect sort of house for a Halloween party. An intercom sat near the gate, looking like it'd been installed when the technology was new. The light above it was a dull red, showing that it was ready for use, with a large button squared away below the speaker and microphone combination. The fox's hand trembled with excitement as he pushed in the button, hearing the crackle of the microphone getting activated. "Ferias Terras, party of one?" He said into the microphone, a huge smile carved across his face. The croak of crows overhead was his only answer for a brief moment, the silence drawing out into the chilly night. He adjusted his top while he waited for a response, nearly falling over when he heard the deep bass voice on the other side come over the speaker. "Welcome to All Hallows Eve, Ferias. And may you find the darkness more inviting for your stay." With that cryptic message, the iron gates slowly opened with a long creak, joints groaning as they were pulled by the mechanism hidden away in the walls nearby. That alone was enough to make the vulpine seriously doubt the safety of the house, but they wouldn't have opened the house for a mass party if they weren't serious about it being safe... right? He walked warily past the massive gates, stepping from the sidewalk onto the dirt road just beyond. For a moment, he paused in the threshold and looked overhead, directly at the pale glow of the moon hanging fat overhead and the stars twinkling in envy of it. The wind blew past his face, making his braid wave in the wind and a nip in the air chilling his nose... it was nice out tonight, why couldn't the party have been outside? His momentary reverie was stopped when the gate slammed shut behind him with surprising quickness for such rusty hinges. Feri squeaked in fear as he jumped at the loud, crashing noise, tail bristling out in shock for a moment. A nervous laugh bubbled in his throat, deciding that was his cue to get up to the house which was something he had no problem doing. He was starting to freeze out in this wind, anyway, his outfit decidedly not suited towards being out in such cold weather. The door was open for him already as he neared the house, the silhouette of something very big standing framed in the light. Just beyond, he could see the party-goers, all of them dressed up in such interesting costumes that he didn't feel as out of place as he had thought he'd be. His tail wagged a little as he stepped past the hulking wolf holding the door open into the pleasant heat of the interior of the house. A parrot on stage dressed in what looked like someone straight from Cher's wardrobe was singing along to some smooth jazz number, the crowd standing in awe of him. Punch was being passed around from a large fountain tucked along the back wall, butlers doing their best to keep up with the vast number of party-goers. At least he thought they were all butlers, but that illusion was shattered when he saw one of them approach a Dalmatian in a fireman's uniform and give the canine a passionate kiss. Feri blushed and averted his eyes, feeling like he'd intruded on something private though the thought of someone doing that to him now burned in the back of his mind. The music came to an end as the parrot took a bow, blowing a kiss out to the crowd and a smile on his black beak. Almost at once, a roar came up from the crowd, various requests being passed out by the various staff and costumed guests. All the while, the avian just smiled and waited, hands folded in front of his stomach as he took the time to hear every single one. Just when it seemed there would be no resolution to the matter, a rumbling voice spoke over the crowd. "How about Moon in your Eyes by Budi Satria?" All eyes turned towards the requester, who Feri noticed was the very wolf that'd held the door open for him. The male was definitely handsome, his black hair tied back in a ponytail. He looked perfectly the part of a Victorian-era count, even with a little cape around his shoulders and a silver-tipped cane clutched in his right hand. His shirt seemed to be protesting to having so much male tucked into it, but that wasn't a surprise in the slightest. Ferias barely came up to this guy's stomach, let alone being anywhere near to seeing the top of his head! The purple fox was in awe before he noticed that the large wolf's golden eyes were locked on his own, the vulpine ducking his head as he felt his cheeks burning in embarrassment. From the stage, the parrot drew silence to the crowd and gestured over towards the proper looking canine. "Our host has spoken!" He turned around to the band, raising his hands and holding them there. With a drop of his hands, the music started up: a very slow, waltzing sort of tune that seemed to be heavy on a sorrowful violin and the gentle tickling of the higher ivory keys of a piano. His head bobbing in rhythm to the tune, the multi-colored Cher impersonator turned around and grabbed hold of the silver microphone. What came out of the parrot's throat next was probably one of the most beautiful songs Feri had ever heard. I saw the moon in your eyes, I saw past the deceit and lies. I just wanna hold you close tonight, To hold you in the warm firelight... You are my starlight My moonlight Love comes and goes Life's long ebb and flow Feri would've liked to hear more, but he noticed a grey-furred palm extended in front of his vision and breaking the rapture he'd felt for the music. He looked up into the wolf's bright eyes and saw the male's dark lips split open into a row of sharp ivory teeth. The first thing that struck Feri was that the canines were perhaps a little too long but the more he looked into the wolf's golden eyes, the more he found that he didn't care about that. He pressed his hand into the silver male's own, feeling the large digits close ever so gently around his own slender fingers and that rumbling voice fell on his ears. "Care to dance with me, Tinker Belle?" A warm, rumbling chuckle followed suit, something that just struck a nerve inside of the vulpine. That voice was like snuggling deep into a blanket with a cup of hot cocoa on a cold winter's day, the kind of warmth and comfort that the fox only felt once in a blue moon. Or a full moon as he was quickly discovering! The other hand gently pressed at his waist, leaving Ferias to put both of his hands on the muscular wolf's waist. The gaze up was the only thing that kept Feri's eyes from straying far too low along the lupine's body, though it was still a battle to keep his eyes fixed upward. Following the beat of the music, wolf and fox started to twirl and to spin, feet matching each other's as the lupine moved with more grace than Ferias would've pictured him for. There wasn't a single misstep between them, the wolf guiding Feri expertly with subtle squeezes of his hands through the motions though it wasn't until a particularly hearty twirl that the fox noticed he was moving mostly on his own. He tried to question it, but something stopped him from doing so and the words died on his lips. Instead he leaned his head against the wolf's abdomen, feeling the powerful abs under his head. A shiver rolled down his spine as he let his eyes close; even in his mind he saw the lupine's glowing yellow eyes. The powerful canine was the only thing he could think of as they danced, the music fading out of existence slowly until it was nothing more than a dull whisper on his ears. It was wild, this feeling of passion that flooded through the vulpine and yet some sort of primal urge dug at the back of his skull, a need for something... Ferias' eyes opened slowly, expecting to see the lupine in front of him and the press of bodies all around them. Imagine his surprise when instead of all that, he saw the cool white tiles of a bathroom and the wolf standing in the doorway with what could only be a lecherous smile spread across his face. The wolf's shirt seemed to have been opened sometime in the interim, exposing the thick grey fur underneath, the muscular chest and the dark black fur that drew a line down his chest and between his abs. Feri's eyes flicked lower and confirmed that line of black ran even under the waistband of the wolf's pants before they were drawn back up by a not so subtle cough from the canine. "Hullo, little fox." The wolf murmured, that deep vibration of his voice making Feri's chest vibrate a little. Electricity seemed to jump down Feri's spine as he watched the wolf step into the room, only his body keeping prying eyes from looking inward. Feri noticed that he'd been stripped of his high heels and his fake wings, both of them hanging together on the towel rack across the room even as a motion in the corner of his eye caught his attention. The fox could only watch as the wolf's fingers clasped the zipper of his pants and drew it down, the button already having been undone sometime before now or having never existed. The wolf didn't take his pants off, instead folding back the hem of it and tugging his underwear along with it... oh god. The vulpine swallowed heavily as he saw those pendulous testicles between the canine's legs, fatter than two pears hanging from a tree for the harvest. Above that was probably the thickest sheath that Feri had ever seen in his life, already engorging slowly with the canine's thick erection. "Such a good little pup..." The words somehow bled into Feri's mind, his mind seeming to fog up just at the male's voice. No, it wasn't his voice... it was the words, somehow. Feri shook his head, trying to drive it out of his mind without very much success. He looked up with a questioning gaze, only to see the canine's face an inch away from his own. Those golden eyes were looking right into his own, the irises seeming to glow and pulsate in front of him. Already the fox could feel what little resistance he had melting away the longer he looked into those warm eyes. Feri whimpered in confusion, not even noticing his tail wagging behind him in slow arcs and brushing the top of the toilet he was sitting on. The wolf's huge hands moved around his waist, adjusting him until the back of his head was lying against the top of the toilet. A finger pressed over his lips as the wolf's hips slid between his legs, making the fox gasp out as he felt the wolf's thick shaft. It was bigger around than the fox's arm and just as long as his forearm, something that the fox wasn't looking forward to getting pushed into him. Any objections the vulpine might've had died in his throat before he could get them out, his voice staying resolutely silent despite his inner thoughts. Even through the fog of his mind he could tell that this wasn't going to be a good idea, that the wolf was just too big for him! The tip of that turgid shaft pushed against his pucker under his costume's skirt, making him yip out softly before the canine silenced him again with a soft 'shh'. Powerful hands held Feri's legs apart and drew him back against that fat shaft, the tip alone as thick as three of the fox's fingers. "I'm so glad you came to my party, Ferias... the name's Art. You might remember when we met in front of your apartment the other day?" The wolf growled softly into the vulpine's ear. Like a wave, the fox's memories came back, seeing the canine walking out of the gym just across the street. He could've sworn that was it, but as he thought about it he remembered... remembered the wolf coming across to meet him. A moment of silence between them and. Feri froze in place on the toilet as he remembered all of it, the wolf taking him upstairs to his own room and laying his shaft into him, spearing the fox onto his own bed. As the memories flooded his poor mind, the wolf pushed into him and stretched his pucker around the fat head of that massive shaft. Feri gasped, his hands balling up in front of his chest as the wolf sunk deeper and deeper into him, only using his precum as lubrication for the tight entry. Artemis Rohan, that's who the wolf was, Feri had met him, been seduced by him and now it seemed that history had repeated itself once again to the fox's delight. Even as the wolf thrust into him, the fox's mind was torn between two different moments in time, both of them of a remarkably similar circumstance. His nose caught the scent of the wolf's body as it pressed close to him, the heat of the canine's body nothing compared to the scent of musk evident upon him. It was sensual, primal, and thick, most concentrated in the wolf's chest fur and that thick black line of fur that ran down his torso. Another squeak rose out of the fairy-dressed vulpine as the wolf urged more of that shaft into his all-too willing body. His stomach distended slightly where the wolf's shaft had pushed into his intestines, the fox nothing more than a cocksleeve for the massive lupine male. Everything ached in ways Feri had never would have imagined when he'd come to this party. His back was cold from the chill of the porcelain toilet against it, his hair was loosened from its braid and a few locks hung in his face. The wolf's humid breath rushed past his face as the canine panted, grunting with every thrust as he drove more of that shaft into the vulpine's belly. Feri barely noticed the precum stain forming in the front of his green skirt, a thick spot of dark fluid spreading across the surface of it as the wolf pistoned into his guts and stretched him wide. With one final thrust, Artemis had pushed the rest of the way into him, all eighteen inches of that thick shaft bulging out the fox's middle. Feri's head lolled back, his mouth hanging open and his tongue hanging out of it, drool running down his chin. Artemis chuckled, the noise vibrating the room around them as he slowly started pulling back out. He didn't get very far before he thrust right back in, hips smacking against Feri's own in a lewd noise. Precum spurted into the fox's tight hole, helping ease the sting of having such a thick shaft inside of him. With a growl, the wolf was setting the rhythm, hips driving Feri back and forth against the toilet he was half sitting, half laying upon, making the porcelain bowl rock dangerously amidst the tile of the bathroom. One great hand held Feri's left leg up, the other pushing against the wall and forming a dent in it as the wolf's strength proved too much for the weak drywall. He snarled above his prey as he worked the bulb of his rapidly forming knot against Feri's body, threatening to stretch the fox's hips apart until they came apart with the sheer girth of it... but somehow they both knew that wouldn't be the case. Well, Artemis knew it for sure with his last experience with the vulpine but Feri's mind was a total blank except for the moment. Artemis's tongue pushed into Feri's maw suddenly, making the fox gasp out before his lips closed around it, suckling on the slick organ as the wolf kissed him roughly. Feri could almost feel the bruise forming on his lips from the force of the canine's kiss, a heated whine coming out of him. As the canine thrust, Feri could feel changes slowly happening across his body, that precum interacting with the vulpine's very anatomy as it pumped into him. The first thing to change was the fox's features, thickening until they were more wolf-like, his fur steadily growing shaggier and coarser as the alpha male thrust into him. His mind slowly shifted towards that more docile mindset of the wolf, already knowing his place as the omega of this relationship, the one that would be nothing but a tail-raiser for the canine above him. What little strength the fox had naturally was slowly being augmented until the next squeeze of his hand on the toilet bowl cracked it in a wicked line from the bowl to the base of the toilet. His claws lengthened, his teeth sharpened, his mouth parting open in a long howl as he came from the excitement. His shaft throbbed under his skirt, sending dark ropes of cum into the underside and spattering back onto his groin against his clothes, his insides squeezing tight around the wolf. Bright lights flashed in front of his eyes in one, scary moment as the larger wolf's jaws closed around his shoulder and sealed the deal, making the fox's transformation into wolf as permanent as the canine's own. He felt the heat of the canine's jaws around his shoulder as one bone-crushingly strong thrust sent that knot into Feri's bowels, squelching out a spurt of pre as the larger canine /howled/ above him. The noise was bone-chilling even as Feri was warmed from the inside by the larger male's cum as it seeded his bowels in that last act of dominance. That knot kept that cum inside of him, he could actually /feel/ the throbs of the canine's dick stirring that cum inside of him with every beat of the wolf's heart. They both collapsed against one another, the canine barely keeping his wits about him enough to hold the vulpine up. It was an hour later before the canine pulled out him, a trickle of hot cum leaking out of the newly-made wolf's asshole, his anus gaped open by the very size of the wolf's shaft. He looked up with a small whimper at his alpha, who just smiled down at him and gave him a pat on the head. Feri groaned weakly and tried to nuzzle into it before the wolf's hand drew back away from his head. He saw the canine pull a sign from under the sink and hang it on the door, confusion echoing through his mind as he tried to get up... and found some invisible force holding him down in that spread-legged position. It wasn't until the door opened on the face of a smiling parrot in a Cher costume, dress drawn up around his hips and his black shaft exposed did Feri understand what was on the door. With that avian dick getting plunged into his mouth, the once-vulpine understood: He was the party's whore for the night... he'd be a good puppy and do what he was told. He'd do what his alpha commanded without question and he'd do it with a smile.