<div class="align-left">It was just another lazy afternoon\. The kind of afternoon that you’d never suspect would turn into life\-changing shenanigans until you were knee\-deep into the mess\. And as with all such afternoons, it started out rather innocently\. Decro was over at Monroe’s apartment to hang out\. The afternoon was hot, the post\-lunch food coma was setting in, and the pair wanted nothing more than to laze around in the living room\.</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro was lying on his back on the couch, enjoying a round of Agile Industry on his Spectre X4\. Monroe was seated on the floor, leaning against the couch as he played Kingdom of Ashes on his TV console\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Ah dammit,” Monroe grumbled as the death jingle played\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Died again?” the wolf asked, still focused on re\-routing the conveyor belts on his factory’s production line\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yeah,” the lizard said, leaning back against the couch\. “I swear, when they made this game, one guy was like ‘How do we fuck our players up?’ ‘Oh, I know, let’s make Initius the Immortal, the literal 3rd boss in the game, have twenty more instant\-death mechanics\.’ ‘That sounds like a good idea\!’”</div><br><div class="align-left">“If you hate the game so much, why are you still playing it?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I didn’t say I hated it\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You implied it\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Eh\. KoA players are all masochists, anyway\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Uh huh,” Decro replied\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“And how long have you been perfecting your factory?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Maybe 50 hours by now?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Uh huh\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Shut the fuck up\.” Decro chuckled\. “At least I’m making progress\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I get better and better after each fight\. Just got to get a hang of the—fuck fuck argh\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">The death jingle played again\. Out of the corner of his eye, Decro saw Monroe set the controller on the ground, look around the room, then back at Decro\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Decro\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Hmm?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You want to try out a new potion I got?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Uh… not really?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Aww, why not? It will be fun\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You haven’t even told me what it’ll do\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s a surprise\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Then no\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Come on\. You’ll be doing me a huge favour\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro put his Spectre down and sighed\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Can you at least tell me what it’ll do?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe paused\. “It’ll be easier for me to show you\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Is it going to be painful?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“No\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Permanent effects?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“No\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Involves me teleporting to the other side of town without my clothes?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“That wasn’t even my fault\! The apothecary swapped the labels by accident\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fine\. What do you want me to do?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Come with me\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe brought Decro to his bedroom\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Now take off your pants\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Why?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Just do it\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fine\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro reluctantly took his shorts off and put them to the side\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Underwear too\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro hesitated\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Go on\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He sighed, taking off his trunks\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Now sit on the bed\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf complied while the lizard put on a pair of gloves\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I already put the potion into this spray bottle, so we’re ready to go\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe sat down next to Decro\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“The next part is going to sound a bit weird, but just trust me, alright?”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard sprayed a jet of potion onto the wolf’s cocksheath and began massaging it\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Wha—\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“How does it feel?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“F\-fuck… It feels… warm\. And there’s this—ahh fuck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s not painful, is it?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro shook his head\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“N\-no\. No pain\. But—” He shivered in pleasure\. “W\-why does it feel so good?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’m not sure myself, but it seems to be an aphrodisiac enchantment in the potion\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Please… oh fuck\. S\-stop\.” The wolf was thrusting his hips against Monroe’s hand\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You want me to stop?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“N\-no\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Just lie down and relax\. Let me handle this\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded\. Biting his lip to stifle his moans, he shifted to the middle of the bed and laid down\. The lizard continued to stroke and massage the wolf’s manhood\. His fingers traced the wolf’s furred sheath, moving down to his hanging orbs\. Then he rubbed his thumb against the emerging tip of Decro’s red rocket\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“A\-ahh\!” Decro gasped\.</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe chuckled\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“What?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You say you’re straight, but here you are, letting your gay friend fondle your cock like this\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s your stupid potion\. I’m still straight as—fuck\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro’s hands gripped the pillows tightly as the wolf shifted his hips\. Catching sight of the lizard’s grin, he put his forearm over his eyes, trying to hide his blush\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Just shut up\. You’re pushing your fucking luck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe sprayed another jet of the potion onto the squirming wolf’s cock, then continued stroking the canine dick\. He cupped the wolfnuts in his palm, giving them a gentle squeeze\. With his other hand, he began pumping Decro’s shaft\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“O\-oh fuck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“We’re almost there\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">After a few more minutes of powerful strokes and stifled moans, Decro’s cock was at full mast\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Are you ready for the next part?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“N\-next part? What does this potion do?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Here\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe grabbed a tiny empty bottle off the bedside shelf and passed it to Decro\. The wolf struggled to read the label\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“<em>Black Cauldron Apothecary</em>’\.” He let out another gasp of pleasure\. “‘<em>Flesh Sculpt: Reptilian Slit</em>’? What does that mean?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Keep reading\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“‘<em>Tired of your cock and balls getting in the way of things? Prefer the clean look of—</em>’ Mffht\! Fuck, I can’t read with you jacking me off\!” Decro let out a frustrated groan\. “‘<em>Prefer the clean look of a genital slit instead? Turn your dangling doodads—</em>’ Dangling doodads? Really?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Black Cauldron has interesting marketing\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“‘<em>Turn your dandling doodads into a sleek slit with our custom flesh sculpt formula\. Transformation lasts 6 hours\.</em>’ Good\. It’s not permanent\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I told you to trust me\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I never said I didn’t\. <em>‘Warning: do not—</em>’” Decro was interrupted by Monroe’s firm squeezes around the base of his wolfhood\. “What are you doing?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Figured I’d give you a scalie cock to match that slit\. Just to have a bit of fun since we’re already doing this\. Don’t worry, it’ll turn back when the potion wears off\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“F\-fine\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The concerned wolf watched as the lizard pressed on the wolf’s knot with firm strokes\. The potion had made the wolf’s flesh more malleable, allowing Monroe to flatten the knot against the shaft and smooth it out into a sleek shaft\. Still gripping the dick, he moved his hands up the shaft with a squeeze\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“A\-ah\!” Decro let go of the potion bottle\. It rolled off the bed, bouncing on the floor with a clatter\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You okay?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Y\-yeah\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe squeezed his hand up the shaft again and again, slowly turning the entire rod into a tapered dick\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You want ridges on your dick?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“D\-d\-don’t care\. Just… make it fast\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I will\.” Monroe grabbed a metal rod from the shelf\. Positioning it diagonally down the side of Decro’s dick, he pressed upwards and rotated the metal rod around the shaft, creating a raised ridge\. The wolf clenched his jaw tightly as he dug his claws deep into the pillows\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Is it painful?”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf shook his head\. “Very stimulating… just go, just go\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe continued up the shaft, creating ridges on either side of the wolf’s cock until it was a draconic beauty\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Can you feel the ridges?” The lizard stroked his finger up the textured shaft of the wolf\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Oh fuck, oh fuck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Well, can you?” He did it again\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yes, oh fuck, that feels— hfft\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Good, haha\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He pushed his thumbs on either side on the base of Decro’s draconic dick, pressing down hard\. The shaft slowly sank into the malleable flesh\. Monroe worked slowly, carefully reshaping the wolf’s sensitive parts\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Do you want to see this?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro took the pillow off his face and looked at his crotch\. Monroe was holding his member against his crotch, pointed towards Decro’s face\. It was pressed halfway into his flesh, allowing the lizard to pinch the skin on either side of it together, forming a slit\. As Monroe squeezed and reformed his crotch, Decro felt a shiver of pleasure wash through his body\. He pressed the pillow against his face again and let out a muffled moan\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Too much?” Monroe chuckled\. “I can just describe it to you\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Well, I’m still trying to get your cock down\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf felt another spray of potion on his dick\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Okay, yeah\. It’s slowly going in\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro shuddered, taking in shallow breaths of air\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Your balls have to go, too\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard cupped the wolf’s pup\-maker and held them towards the wolf’s body\. It took all of Decro’s strength not to struggle, to squirm, to thrust\. He could feel an uncanny feeling, mixed with overwhelming pleasure as the lizard sculpted his wolfhood\. His two balls were pressed just below the base of his cock, slowly massaged inwards\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“P\-please stop\. I can’t— I can’t…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’re doing very well, Decro\. Come on, you’ve got this\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Can you slow down at least?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’re almost there\. Let’s get it done and over with\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro endured the powerful sensations of the lizard reshaping his genitals, moaning and whimpering throughout\. Monroe squeezed and pinched, pushing skin together to form a slit over the concealed cock\. Between each stroke and press, he sprayed the potion to reduce the tension and allow it to be further shaped\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“And… done\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf looked down\. His fur obscured his newly formed slit, giving him a smooth crotch, devoid of his manhood\. He clenched his dick, seeing his bulge rise and fall with each squeeze\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Damn, what the fuck?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Cool, right?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I guess?” He reached down to touch it\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Wait, let me apply the setting cream\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe uncapped a small container and scooped out some white cream\. He then smeared it over Decro’s crotch, rubbing it up and down the slit\. The wolf’s moans returned, which he muffled with the pillow\. Monroe slid his fingers into Decro’s slit, applying generous amounts of cream over his insides\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck, fuck, FUCK\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’m guessing it feels more sensitive in there?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You have no fucking idea,” Decro groaned into the pillow\.</div><br><div class="align-left">He felt Monroe’s fingers slip out of him, and he could hear the lizard cap the container\. The wolf took a moment to catch his breath\.</div><br><div class="align-left"><em>Breathe in\.</em></div><br><div class="align-left"><em>Breathe out\.</em></div><br><div class="align-left"><em>Breathe in\.</em></div><br><div class="align-left"><em>Breathe out\.</em></div><br><div class="align-left">When he took the pillow off his face, Monroe was leaning over him with his arms on either side of his head\. The lizard was smirking\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Monroe? What are you doing? Why are you naked?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Let’s test that slit out, shall we?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Dude\! I’m not into—a\-afhng\!” He moaned as the tip of Monroe’s cock brushed against his sensitive slit\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You were saying?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I… I don’t want… hnffft\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe rocked his body back and forth, allowing his sizable member to slide against Decro’s newly formed genitals\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Gay or not, you want this, don’t you?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro hesitated\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Ah, guess not\.” Monroe started to get up\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Wait\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Hmm?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I… we can try for a bit\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Try what?” Monroe asked coyly\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You know… try fucking my… my slit\.” Decro blushed\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’ll start slow\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe lowered his hips, resting his member against the canine’s slit\. He rocked his hips forward and back\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“O\-oh fuck,” Decro gasped\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s not even in yet\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I\-I know\. I’m just— Even the outside is just— a\-ah oh fuck\. Why is it so fucking sensitive?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe paused, allowing the poor wolf to catch his breath\. Decro caught the lizard staring at him with a smirk\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“S\-stop looking at me like that\. I know what you’re thinking\.” Decro blushed\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Well, I didn’t say it out loud\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’re thinking it, though\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Thinking what?” Monroe chuckled\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Just shut up and fuck me\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“My pleasure\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">As Monroe moved his hips back and forth, Decro could feel the lizard’s cock gradually press deeper into his tender territory\. It was sore at first due to the lizard’s girth, but the pain subsided into a mild stretching sensation\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Is this okay?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded\. Within moments, he could feel Monroe’s hardness rub against the ridges of his draconic cock\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“G\-gah\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">He grabbed Monroe’s upper arms, digging his fingers into the lizard’s scales\. His pelvic muscles were clenched as he squirmed helplessly\. Monroe lowered his hips, pushing his rod all the way into the wolf’s new anatomy\. The wolf drew in a sharp breath\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Relax\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe reached to the bedside table and picked up the bottle of lube\. He flicked the cap open and squeezed out a copious serving of lube all over the canine’s slit\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s c\-cold\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf could feel the lube seep deeper into him as Monroe resumed thrusting into him\. Their two masculine rods frotted against each other, gripped in place by the canine’s male slit\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck,” Monroe gasped\. “It feels good when you clench like that\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He pulled Decro close, feeling his soft fur against his scales\. His warm breaths washed over the side of the wolf’s neck\. Decro was reduced to a trembling mess\. His hands were around Monroe’s neck, and his legs were wrapped around the lizard’s waist\. Every sensation was amplified as Monroe moved within him\. Every thrust, every clench, every stroke was pressing against his inner erogenous walls\. Decro’s erect dick was trapped in his slit, straining to emerge\. But Monroe’s cock continued to grind against his, keeping it snugly nestled in its highly sensile alcove\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You feel so fucking good\.” Monroe gasped\.</div><br><div class="align-left">His thrusts got more and more voracious, rocking Decro’s body on the bed\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I… my dick…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I can feel you pushing back\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yeah… please…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You want it out?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Hmm…”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe let go of Decro, carefully lowering him back onto the bed\. As he got up, he drew his precum\-soaked dick out of Decro’s slit\. The wolf’s draconic member followed shortly, rising to full mast\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Damn, look at the amount of pre you’re leaking\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“S\-shut up\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro heaved a sigh of relief as he enjoyed his penile freedom, though it would be short\-lived\. The lizard rummaged in his bedside drawer and pulled out a curious metal device\. It was made of black metal, shaped like a curved shallow plate\. There was an indent in its middle, as something was supposed to be there\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“What’s that?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s a chastity device for slits\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Chastity—? oh no, no\. You’re not putting that in me\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Come on\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Don’t you ‘come on\!’ me\. I’ve already let you turn my cock into a slit, and you’re still asking for more?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe had to stop himself from laughing\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“But that’s the idea, right? We’ve already come so far, we might as well go all the way\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’m not—”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard grabbed Decro’s ridged rod and began stroking it\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Oh fuck, please, s\-stop\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe guided the metal plate so that a curved indent in the centre lined up with Decro’s shaft\. Pressing them together, he carefully pushed the device towards Decro’s crotch\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“N\-no, d\-d\-don’t— f\-fuck\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Besides, we wouldn’t want you to cum, would we?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro whimpered\. The plate was forcing his erect cock upwards against his slit, making his muscles strain against the unfeeling metal\. Monroe shifted the chastity plate to the right, allowing its left side to slip under the slit\. He carefully pushed the plate deeper into Decro, tucking in the right side into him too\. Monroe picked up a glistening white gem\. </div><br><div class="align-left">“Once I put the gem in, it’ll magically lock the device in you until I release it\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro panted and shuddered\. “P\-pl\-ease, Monroe, d\-don’t…”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe ignored the wolf’s pleas as he pried the wolf’s slit open with two fingers\. Then he popped the gem into the indent\. Decro howled as concentrated euphoria and bliss surged through his body\. It fried his senses, filling his vision with pure static while his skin felt alive with a buzzing sensation\. He could feel an aching feeling inside his slit as the chastity plate expanded to fill out his insides, but the sensation was overwhelmed by the immense pleasure that flooded his mind\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Oops, I forgot it had a Lust Charm on it\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He observed the squirming wolf and chuckled\. Putting his hand on Decro’s pecs, he slowly caressed downwards, stroking his soft\-furred abs until his fingertips were on the lips of the wolf’s slit\. With the slit closed, the chastity device was completely hidden within Decro\. The wolf could barely control himself as he thrust his hips against the lizard’s hand\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Look at you\. So helpless\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro tried to glare at him, but his gaze was filled with reluctant arousal\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“So desperate\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He pushed his finger into the slit, sliding up the metal plate held within\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“So needy\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro gasped as Monroe found a tiny hole in the chastity device, positioned near the top of his slit\. Through the hole, the lizard could feel the head of the wolf’s imprisoned dick\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You know what this hole is for?”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf barely had any semblance of motor control, but he managed to shake his head\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s your new piss hole\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro grunted and hid his face with a pillow\. The lizard grinned, enjoying the wolf’s indignation\. He continued stroking Decro’s athletic body, feeling up his muscles with one hand and massaging his slit with another\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Mfft\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You look so cute like that\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I\-Is this what you do to… mffth… your bottoms?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“No\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe grabbed Decro and flipped him around with ease\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Hey\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard lifted the wolf’s hips up, so the canine was presenting his rear to the lizard\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“<strong>This </strong>is what I do to my bottoms\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He nudged the tip of his erect cock against Decro’s pucker\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“W\-wait\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“What now? Want to tell me you’re straight while I rail you?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro scowled\. “It… it won’t fit\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe grabbed the bottle of lube and doused the entire length of his cock with it\. “That’s what the lube is for\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“That’s not what I—gaaah\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf bit down on the pillow as his rear entrance was spread open by Monroe’s girth\. It felt like his tailhole was engulfed in a raging fire\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck, please\. It hurts\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“There, there\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Keeping the tip of his dick in the overstretched tunnel, Monroe reached under Decro and slipped his finger into the canine’s slit\. The wolf let out a soft gasp as the pleasure was a balm to the pain\. The lizard fingered the wolf, giving him a few moments to rest\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’m slowly going to go deeper into you, alright?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded his head\. Monroe poured more lube down the wolf’s rear cleft, letting it flow down to his sore pucker\. The lizard moved closer, gently pushing his cock deeper\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Nfft\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf let out a painful gasp and clenched his pucker hard, squeezing the lizard’s dick\. Monroe gasped\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’ve got this, boy\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">His fingers explored the rim of Decro’s sensitive slit, rubbing against the metal plate within\. Once the wolf relaxed, he pushed deeper\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Oh fuck, oh fuck\! It hurts\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro held the pillow tightly against his chest, digging his claws into its soft stuffing\. His breaths were shallow and laboured as he tried to block out the pain\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You alright?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Should I stop?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“N\-no… just…” Decro took a deep breath\. “Just go slower\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You don’t have to do this for me, you know? I’m happy to just play with your slit and call it a day\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I think I’ll enjoy it once I get used to the pain\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Okay\. Just tell me if you want to stop, alright?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded\.</div><br><div class="align-left">Inch by inch, Monroe gradually worked his cock deeper into the wolf\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Focus\. Focus on the pleasure\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard stroked the tip of the wolf’s dick through the hole, giving him some much\-needed relief\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Deep breaths\. You’ve got this\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He stroked Decro’s back and ruffled the fur on his head\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“And… it’s fully in\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">His immense cock was fully hilted in the wolf’s passage\. He reached under Decro, feeling his abdomen region\. There was a bulge where his member pressed against the wolf’s abs\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Can you feel this?”</div><br><div class="align-left">He tensed his maleness, feeling Decro’s abs move in response\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Y\-yeah\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Are you getting used to the size?”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf nodded\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Good\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe slowly pulled out, giving the wolf’s tunnel a moment of respite\. Then he thrust back in\. This time, Decro could feel a haze of pleasure with the pain\. He gasped and spasmed, groaning into the pillow\. The lizard pulled out again before diving back in\.</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf let out a soft whimper\. As he acclimatised to the pain, he could focus on the waves of ecstasy that washed over him\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Feels… good,” He barely managed to make out the words between his gasps\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I’m enjoying myself too\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe built up speed and intensity of his thrusts, ploughing through the wolf’s stretched rear with abandon\. Decro could barely handle the intoxicating euphoria rushing through his body\. Where was it coming from? Monroe’s immense girth? His transformed slit? The lust charm of the chastity plate? Or all three of them? Whatever the cause, the only thing Decro could do was give in to the erotic frenzy\. His body was squirming about, humping against Monroe’s hips, and letting out moans of carnal satisfaction; all driven by pure sexual instinct\.</div><br><div class="align-left">His cock was fully erect, pressing against the chastity device\. He was on the verge of a powerful orgasm\. If only the stupid plate wasn’t in the way\! He let out a frustrated huff\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Take out the plate,” Decro pleaded\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I don’t think so\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe put his fingers back into Decro’s slit and continued stroking his sensitive insides\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“F\-fuck…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I prefer it this way\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’re not the one with your dick… in a f\-fucking prison\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">The lizard leaned forward, pressing his chest against Decro’s back as he continued ploughing through the wolf’s rear tunnel\. He nuzzled his cheek against the wolf’s neck\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“My, are you this feisty when you’re horny?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You— gah\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Just a bit more\. I’m close\. Can you hang on for me?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro nodded in reluctance\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You’re a good pup\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He patted the wolf’s head\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“D\-don’t…”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe savoured the tightness of Decro’s clenched muscles around his cock as he thrust in and out of the wolf\. The slitted wolf could barely hold himself up with all the overwhelming sensations he was subjected to\. His soft moans of pleasure were erotic music to Monroe’s ears, enough to push the lizard to his climax\. With a roar, Monroe let loose, shooting his thick ambrosia into the wolf\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck yeah,” he gasped\. “Oh, fucking take it all\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The warm mess inside him was the last straw for the wolf, and he released his spunk\. His head was awash with orgasmic relief when there was a searing sensation in his slit\. Decro yelped in pain\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You okay?”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf focused on his senses\. Perhaps it was from cumming in a chastity device? He wasn’t sure, but the pain was subsiding, so he calmed down\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“There was a bit of pain, like a tingly burning sensation, but it’s gone now\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Okay, good\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe gently pulled his cock out of Decro, dripping abundant globs of residual cum everywhere\. He collapsed on the bed beside Decro\. The wolf’s rear was still sore, so he gingerly lowered himself onto the bed, still facedown on the sheets\. He could feel his warm cum squelch against his tapered dick, trapped inside him by the chastity plate\. Only a trickle of it seeped out through the hole, leaking down his slit\. The two of them huffed, catching their breaths\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“I… wow… that felt good,” the lizard panted\.</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf managed a feeble nod\. They laid there recovering, enjoying the warm afterglow\. Decro had almost drifted to sleep when Monroe got up\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Well, let’s get you cleaned up\. We can have dinner first, then we can let you cum after the potion wears off\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Huh?”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe looked at Decro’s slit as the wolf’s cum leaked out of it\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck, why did you do that?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Do what?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Why’d you cum? I told you not to\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I\-I thought that was in\-scene\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I was serious\! And didn’t  you read the label?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“What label?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“The potion bottle\! It says not to cum, or else the transformation is permanent\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I couldn’t read it with— Can’t you just flesh\-sculpt it back?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It doesn’t work like that\. Layering flesh\-sculpting spells will literally liquefy your flesh\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Couldn’t we try at least?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“You want a null crotch for the rest of your life? Because if you want—”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck,” Decro groaned\. “Just… just take out the chastity plate first\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Monroe took a deep breath\. “Well…”</div><br><div class="align-left">“What now?\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“That cage is enchanted to be permanently locked when the wearer cums\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Why the fuck would you put that in me, then?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“It’s the only slit chastity plate I’ve got\! Besides, you weren’t supposed to cum\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Oh my fucking goodness\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Look, just… relax first\. I’ll figure something out\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">Decro hesitated, but he didn’t have much of a choice\. “Fine\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“But uh… the magic we’ve been using is pretty strong… so don’t hold your breath\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">The wolf glared at the lizard\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“That’s the last time I let you test magic on me\.”</div><br><hr><br><div class="align-left">Decro was standing with one foot on either side of the toilet bowl, using two fingers to hold his slit open\. He steeled himself and gingerly let a stream of piss out\. The clear liquid escaped messily through the slit, dripping everywhere\. Panicking, the wolf hastily clenched and stopped the flow\.</div><br><div class="align-left">Sighing, he lowered the toilet seat, sat down, and resumed pissing\. He could feel the warm liquid fill out his slit, held back by the chastity plate before streaming out of his opening\. It felt gross\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You alright?” Monroe knocked on the toilet door\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yeah\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“What’s taking you so long?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I have to sit down to take a fucking piss\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yeah, figured\.” Monroe paused\. “I didn’t want to say this earlier, but with your slit, at first glance, someone might mistake you for having female bits down there\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“I know\!”</div><br><div class="align-left">Grabbing the bidet, Decro sprayed a jet of cold water into his slit\. He pushed a finger in, slowly cleaning out the residual cum inside him\. His inner flesh was sensitive, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine\. The wolf clenched his teeth and reached for the towel\. As he dried his slit, the towel brushed against his hypersensitive skin, stirring up his arousal\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">His cock was trying to reach its full erection, only to be blocked by the metal chastity device sealing it in\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck, fuck, fuck\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">He clenched his pelvic muscles, feeling the device’s rigid and foreign form inside his slit\. He hated it\.</div><br><div class="align-left">“You sure this is permanent?”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Yeah, pretty much\.”</div><br><div class="align-left">“Fuck\!”</div><br><hr><br><div class="align-center">~ End ~</div>