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'Look what I found!'

Was the caption on the photo Crisp had just posted. The photo itself? A pair of sparkling, green shoes that he'd found in the forest. It would have been a shame to let them rot.

He'd brought them home and cleaned them up, now all he needed to do was make sure that they were broken in. Kicking off his red trainers, he replaced them with the green shoes and wriggled his toes. They felt kinda worn, that or they were too large for his paws.

To his amazement the shoes became tighter, then loosened up again as if they were changing to match his paws. Though, he didn't have long to be amazed.

The TV shot to life. Crisp shot out of his seat and nearly fell over the arm of the sofa. He chuckled a bit as he looked back to see the TV remote where he was sitting; he must have pressed the power button on accident.

But, as he laughed a see-through, spectral forepaw came into view around the TV-remote.

The wolf jumped out of his fur, as the forepaw grew into arm then a chest. Two webbed paws appeared below it and soon the ghost of an otter was revealed. The otter seemed to fade and materialise over and over until it became fur and flesh.

"Hiya!" The stranger grinned.

Crisp was stuck between terrified and disturbed, an otter had suddenly appear before him and now sat on his couch in the nude with his otterhood hanging out for all to see. For a moment Crisp didn't believe what he was seeing, no fur could just appear like that after all! But his chocolate fur was most definitely real and his whiskers twitched like the whiskers twitched all too realistically for this to be an illusion. But the most convincing thing about this guy was his allure. The way he moved so gracefully, his aura, his entire being was too attractive to be a figment of Crisp's imagination.

But this guy was a stranger! Crisp shut off his thoughts about how pretty the otter was and went straight to shouting.

"Get out! Who are you!" Crisp threw a lamp at the otter, but it passed right through him and sunk into the sofa.

"Hey! Hey! I'm not a thief or some creep, relax! If anyone's a creepy thief it's you, stealing a dead fur's shoes!"

The wolf was in shock, he immediately reached for the shoes and yanked them free. His heart racing, he expected the otter to disappear as quickly as he had appeared. Yet, the otter remained. He flashed for a few seconds before returning to his spectral form, but he wasn't gone. The otter sniggered.

"Leave!"

"I'd love to, but I'm afraid you've unknowingly signed quite the agreement. I'm stuck with you for at least a year now to... make up for your immoral thieving. But don't worry! I'm not that bad." The otter rose from the crouch and shrugged.

"What does that mean?" The wolf questioned warily.

"Well I'm a nudist for one. And I like to think that sex is the best way to get to know some fur..."

The otter floated towards Crisp who backed up until he was against the wall, the mustelid's muzzle just inches away from his own.

"So why don't you put those shoes back on let me get to know you? We could play some games... I know lots of games."

His claw slipped down Crisp's body, making the wolf shiver.

"Uhhhh, n-no! Not right now!"

Crisp dashed through the otter's body, heading for his room.

"I have work to do!" He added as he slammed the door shut.

"And so do I it seems..." The otter giggled, stroking his chin as he began to plot just how exactly he was going to get this wolf in bed.

They introduced themselves over dinner, or rather the ghost asked questions whilst Crisp tried to eat a TV dinner and not look at the otter's voluptuous body. The otter's name was Theo apparently and he'd been a porn star not long ago. Gay or straight, he'd do anything for the right amount. Or, well that was what he told his employers. In reality he just wanted to get laid. His signature look was the shoes that Crisp had tucked under the bed, it was kinda gross thinking about many times the otter had climaxed wearing those shoes. Just the thought of the otter doing anything was enough to unnerve the wolf.

Regardless, he kept his plate on his lap and tried to ignore the otter who was now reaching under himself and moaning as he slipped a finger into himself.

"Sorry... Got the urge, you know?"

"Uhhh... Okay." Crisp kept his eyes trained on the TV, biting his lip.

His nethers tingled slightly as a faint scent of sex wafted around the room, his cock swelling in his briefs. He let out a soft groan in harmony with Theo's and found himself reaching into his shorts. Suddenly, the wolf snapped up, knocking his plate to the ground and yanking his forepaw out of his shorts before Theo caught him.

"Shit man!"

"I need a shower! I'll clean up later." Crisp blurted, hurrying out of the room yet again.

He stripped off as fast as he could and put himself under the hot water to clear his mind. This was his thinking place, where he could come and be free from every stress and just relax for a few minutes.

Crisp only really had two choices, ditch the shoes and the ghost or keep the shoes and let the ghost stay. Sure, Theo was gross and way too outgoing, but the shoes were one of a kind. Plus, it wasn't like the ghost had done anything too weird. If anything he was just one hell of a tease. The wolf spiralled down into his thoughts as he scrubbed shampoo into his fur. A year wasn't even that long.

The wolf was snapped out of his thoughts by the otter's voice.

"Your butt looks cute when it's wet! Do you always raise your tail in the shower?"

It only took a second to process the fact that the ghost was in the room with him, Crisp turned and yanked a towel off the railing to cover himself.

"Cute butt! Want to know how I can make it even cuter?"

Theo was on the other side of the room, the upper half of his spectral body leaning through the door. His eyes were trained on the wolf's chest, occasionally wandering to his crotch.

"Get lost! Don't do that!"

"Line the door with salt or something then. Jeez, you amature! Don't you know how to get rid of a ghost?"

Wrapping the towel around his waist, Crisp stormed out of the shower and into the kitchen, barging through Theo. He returned with a salt shaker and tossed some at the ghost to scare him off. Crisp poured at least a quarter of it into a line in front of the door, snickered, then got back into the shower.

He managed to clean and groom himself without being disturbed for at least another ten minutes, but more importantly evaluate the situation. Theo could stay, but only because Crisp couldn't afford to lose the shoes.

"I'm surprised you haven't noticed me yet." Theo spoke.

Once more Crisp shot out of his fur and howled at Theo to get out, throwing half the bottles on the shower rack at him and a few towels.

"How?!"

"For one you forgot to line the walls and two, salt is for demons."

Crisp gave a frustrated growl and plucked his underwear off of the floor, slipping them on.

"Now then, guess you'll just have to watch me shower in my underwear you dirty pervert."

"Eh! I have better things to do. Enjoy the shower, Crisp!"

With that, Theo slipped out of the room. Crisp continued his shower, but didn't risk taking his underwear off.

Theo left Crisp alone for the remainder of his shower, much to the wolf's surprise. Why exactly, the wolf discovered when he went to put on his clothes for the night. All his underwear was missing and Theo was sitting smugly on the bed.

"What's wrong?" He questioned when he caught the wolf's furious glare.

"My underwear! Where is it?" The wolf rummaged through as many cabinets as he could find.

Theo shrugged.

"It's late, maybe you're just tired. I'm sure you'll have some in the morning." Theo burst out into laughter. "I'll give you a pair in the morning. In other words: sleep well!"

The otter slipped through the wall, giving a little wave as he went off to sleep on the couch.

Tired, exhausted and generally fed up, Crisp flopped onto his bed and tried to get some sleep before work.

His night was filled with sexual dreams. From burying his bone in his forepaw, a toy, then those thoughts wandered finally to Theo. The otter stuck in his dreams no matter what it was Crisp imagined. Blowjobs, handjobs... everything under the moon the two were doing and the wolf couldn't get enough of it.

Soon he awoke from his dreams, and the reason for the otter's haunting became apparent.

In his fully, physical form, Theo ground his ass against Crisp's cock. He could feel it poking at the otter's tailhole and slipping between his cheeks. It was wet, either with his pre or Theo's saliva. And he was dangerously close to finishing.

"Holy shit!" The wolf yelped, shoving Theo off of him and bundling up as much of the quilt as he could. "What the heck, Theo?!"

The otter giggled.

"Thought I should wake you up, you're late for work."

Crisp turned his head sideways and looked at his alarm clock; he was already an hour later!

"Sorry friend, the dreams I gift can be quite captivating.

Snapping out of bed, the wolf scrambled to his dresser yanked open his underwear draw. It was still empty, save for a pair of tight, red and white briefs. They'd have to do. Despite being a squeeze, the wolf managed to get them on and hurried to get into his uniform, but groaned and moaned as his cock was rubbed by the fabric.

"But at least one part of you enjoyed it!"

With a grumble, the wolf slipped the green shoes off and tossed them at Theo

"Bye Crispy!" Theo shouted from the bedroom where he was most definitely masturbating. "I'll see you at work!"

The wolf managed to avoid being drilled by his boss, but only because he was late as well.

And so, his day was normal. Well, at least it was before Theo arrived. Crisp was working checkouts when the otter floated down the aisle towards him and spread himself over the conveyor belt. He wore a cheesy grin and flaunted his naked body, trying to draw attention to his rock hard cock.

"Why are you here?" The wolf questioned, putting on a fake smile to a passing customer.

"I got boreddddddd! I can't go and get laid by some pornstar, so I want you to show me where your break room is and fuck me over a counter or something!"

"I'm at work, no!" The wolf hissed under his breath, trying to keep a straight face. The shop was fortunately quite empty.

"So? You can do both if you're sneaky."

"No, go home!"

"I really didn't want to have to do this!"

Theo hopped off of the conveyor belt and leaned over into the booth, he focused for just a few seconds and as the next customer came up to Crisp to pay his nethers began to tingle intensely, his cock swelling up. He let out a soft groan as the tip of his cock rubbed into the underwear.

He hurriedly scanned and dumped the items into a bag, hoping to get rid of this customer before they saw the tent in the front of his pants. But that wasn't going to happen. They'd filled up the conveyor belt with shopping and the wolf was already at half-mast. His whimpers grew louder along with Theo's laughter.

By the time the customer was leaving, he was keeled over with his cock ready to explode. Pre dribbled out of the tip of his cock at an alarming rate and the underwear only seemed to grow tighter.

"Damn, Crisp. Aren't you a dirty wolf, getting all hard over a customer. Maybe you should come into the back room and relieve that pent up stress with me."

"No!"

Another sigh from Theo, who dropped under the counter and yanked Crisp's trousers down with him.

"No, no, no, no, no..." The wolf blurted out, quickly dropping and trying to snatch up the fabric.

But it was too late, the moment they were off of down, Theo had vaporised them.

"Oops, did you need those! Here let me replace them with these!"

Crisp's socks grew in length, coming up to his knees and faded to white before green stripes appeared all over them.

"Theo, this isn't helping! Stop!" Crisp whined as the otter groped at his underwear, squeezing his bulge.

"Just let me jerk you off or blow you! You get stress relief, I get my daily dose of cum."

"Excuse me?" A voice spoke from above. "Is this till open?"

A customer!

The wolf shot up and nudged up to the counter as close as possible to hide his predicament.

"Yes! Sorry, I uhhh... dropped some change."

Crisp caught Theo scowling in the back of his eyes. The next he saw was the ghost approaching him as he continued to scan items and load them into a bag, before he knew it Theo's ice cold presence was rubbing up against him. The wolf inched forwards, rubbing the top of his cock under the counter. He hissed and gritted his teeth, ignoring the sensations that rumbled through him as Theo rubbed his cock over Crisp's back. He may not have actually been touching him, but it felt like he was. And in no time, the wolf was bent over howling into the air as he felt his orgasm building. Surely this was Theo's magic.

"Um! Something is wrong with this guy over here!" The customer yelled. "Excuse me, manager!"

A sense of dread washed over Crisp, he tried to straighten up, but it was too late.

"Crisp! What's wrong?!" His manager stepped into the booth with him and yanked him back, exposing his body.

The manager's jaw dropped as he laid eyes on Crisp's tent and the wet swamp that had been created on the front where he leaked pre on mass. Theo took the opportunity to keg the wolf, showing off his erect cock.

"Crisp!" The manager yelped, turning away. "GET THE HELL OUT!"

"I'm so sorry boss! I can explai-"

Crisp's voice cut off as magic jolted through him, his body becoming paralyzed in the blink of an eye.

His left leg suddenly jolted up and his arm stuck out to the side. In the nude, he pirouetted once. Then again. Then again. And again. Until he felt himself becoming dizzy. His vision became blurry at the edges, but before he could pass out the style switched and found himself clicking his heels together during a jump before breaking out into tap.

Crisp's customers and co-workers watched in amazement, shock and disgust as the wolf danced around towards the door, striking and clicking his shoes. He was forced to tap dance and pirouette or waltz his way towards to the door, apologizing and begging for some mercy until he was way out the door and in his car.

Drenched in sweat, the wolf panicked as he was released from the grip of the magic. He didn't take the time to pull up his trousers, speeding away to his apartment instead.

Somehow, Theo was waiting for him on the couch.

"How was work, Crisp?"

"Damn you, Theo!"

The bedroom door slammed shut, Crisp sat down at his desk and took out his cock. He fired up his computer and found the best porn he could. If Theo was going to make him pent up, he might as well fire off a few loads to relieve some stress... Of course Theo peeked through the door.

He'd slipped his clothes off and had just fired up his computer when the ghost stepped into the room. As Crisp sat down at his desk, reaching down to grasp at his needy member, Theo spoke:

"Let me help!"

Before he could protest, the same magic chill ran over his body and he lost control. His body was no longer his own, or rather he couldn't move, or... it was hard to explain. The wolf could think and speak to himself, but couldn't move a muscle. It must have been Theo's doing.

"Sorry Crisp! But I know all about masturbation... So I'm taking the reigns with some good old fashioned possession! Don't fret! You'll feel everything!"

Theo giggled in the wolf's head and then his forepaw reached down to squeeze the base of his cock without him doing a thing. His body lurched forwards from the sensation of having his sensitive cock handled so roughly.

"Oh damn you're so close, Crisp! I want to just click my fingers and make us blow until we drop, but there's something so hot about doing it right..." Theo spoke using Crisp's mouth and voice. "Remind me to possess horny furs more often."

Desperately, he fapped at his cock, soaking his forepaw with pre. It was as if he'd been kept on edge for days straight, on the verge of his orgasm, but only being allowed to leak and squirt his pre cum and find pleasure in the endless torment. For a moment, Crisp felt like he was about to be allowed to orgasm after being toyed with so long, but clearly the otter knew what he was doing.

Theo (or Crisp's rather) forepaw moved faster and faster, the wolf's legs shaking as he continued to jerk off. Moans and cries filled the rooms as the wolf bucked his cock back and forth in his forepaw whilst rapidly moving it over his pulsing member. At the last second, the forepaw was whipped away leaving a throbbing, howling wolf.

Despite not being in control, Crisp felt everything. He tried to grit his teeth and dug his claws into the armrests as felt his painfully erect cock was ignored, he begged Theo to just finish them both off. All he got was a chuckle. The wolf whimpered as he recovered from the edge.

Theo took short little moments of jerking off as fast he could possibly go then edging at the last second. Had Crisp been in control he would have writhed and humped desperately to finish himself off. It was only when his cock was swollen to the maximum, his forepaw and cock coated in a few layers of pre cum and the clock past midnight did the otter have mercy.

Crisp had ended up on all fours on the floor, one forepaw between his legs furiously jacking off. It was at that final edge did Theo remove himself from the wolf's body causing Crisp to rush for his orgasm.

He ran his forepaw up and down his member, tip to base and then back again before howling a moan of pleasure as his cock finally exploded.

The tremendous cumshot splattered over his forepaw, shooting over his carpet a fair distance. With each buck of his hips more jizz was thrown forth and more beastly howls filled the room to Theo's delight. The carpet beneath Crisp was stained with at least five streaks and a puddle before he rolled over exhausted.

Theo loomed over him, his fingers glowing as his magic kept Crisp hard.

"Legs up, wolfy!" He grinned, baring his teeth and his cock. "Hope you don't mind repaying the favour too soon."

"Wow! Wow! No, no, no!" Crisp scampered backwards, holding his forepaw up to cover Theo's cock from his sight. "Dude! I hardly know you!"

"It's been like, a day! That's long enough to know some fur. Besides, you weren't complaining earlier today. Talk about double standards!" Theo threw his forepaws in the air and slumped on the bed. "A quickie, please?"

"No!"

"Come on! I can make it painless if it's your first, pull out if you want or like drown my thing in lube."

"Theo, I'm not bottoming for you."

The otter pouted at the wolf and crossed his arms before huffing.

"Fine!"

He shot up off the bed and clicked his fingers. A violent orgasm more powerful than the last shook Crisp, sending cum flying up over his naked body. The wolf scrambled to grab his cock, either to aim away or jerk off to relieve some of the pressure it was unclear, but by the time he could cover his tip and buck the last few shots into his forepaw his chest was dripping his pearly white seed.

With a groan, he slumped back to the floor and slipped into a deep sleep.

The weeks rolled by. The wolf and otter worked out an agreement, Theo wouldn't disturb Crisp at work so long as the wolf masturbated out in the living room twice every week. It was weird, letting Theo watch him jerk off, but he told himself that he was doing it not because it was strangely thrilling to be watched, but because he needed his new job.

Of course, the ghost wasn't all too forgiving. He begged for sex as often as he could, teased and toyed all day and whenever the wolf's lust peaked he'd possess him to whack one out quickly. The way Theo used his body when he was in control left him sore for days.

Two months were gone in the blink of an eye and masturbation in front of Theo was almost normal. At first he'd blush and mumble whenever he caught the otter's eye looking him up and down, but he could at least stare Theo down for a few seconds at best now. Better yet, the possession was long gone. Crisp had built up a willpower resistance and could easily take control back, so long as he wasn't too horny. It was only a matter of time before the otter turned to new measures.

Those new measures appeared within the first few days of the third month, Crisp would grow hard at the most inappropriate of times, whimper like a needy bottom and cum in his underwear should he lead his needs unchecked for too long. Friends, family, colleagues, guests, clients... Theo didn't care who Crisp was embarrassed in front of. But Crisp managed to hide his problem well (apart from the time he forgot to wear underwear and cum had trickled down his thighs and out his shorts) and so Theo grew more bold.

Month four saw Crisp dancing, break dance, ballet, any style on Earth he'd break out into. It must have been some sick prank from the ghost, but it wasn't the worst. It was humiliating dancing in front of furs and weirding them out, but more so when he was alone and was "forced" to dance for Theo naked. The wolf felt guilty, growing accustomed to being such a nudist around the house.

Of course, Theo could only manipulate him physically when the wolf had the shoes on and so the otter would wait until the perfect moment to secretly slip the shoes on and spend some time jerking the wolf off in his sleep or whenever he was busy. He'd make sure to stop before the wolf woke up or came, a pent-up Crisp was a Crisp he could possess.

In the fifth month, it became apparent why Theo had stopped giving Crisp such violent orgasms and why he interrupted each masturbation session and hook-up. The wolf couldn't wear any tight trousers else he'd be brought to near orgasm in seconds and would walk funny until he got out of the them. But worst of all, Theo simply wasn't letting the wolf orgasm. He was going to be driven crazy before he got a chance to whack one out. Crisp refused to give in, even when Theo offered to bottom instead. But, the wolf could only last so long.

Crisp arrived home late into the night, having worked overtime to cover for one of his co-workers. As soon as he opened the front door, male moans and gasps could be heard loud and clear and the smell of dried jizz and lube hung in the apartment. With a grunt, Crisp hurried into his bedroom to find the ghost pleasuring himself yet again.

The mustelid lay on his back, cock in paw and porn playing on the computer. It was impossible to tell how many times Theo had blown, but a thick few loads of his jizz covered his spectral body. His cock poked out from his underwear (or Crisp's rather) which had caught the trickle of most of his cum and a few shots, it was soaked in dried otter cum. Moreover, his tongue lolled out of his mouth and his eyes were shut tight as he neared yet another orgasm.

"Really Theo?! Why the hell would you wear my shoes!" Crisp cried out, averting his gaze. This didn't help much, the sounds were still getting to him and already he could feel his wolfhood swelling.

"You know me by now... I've gotta do what I've gotta do, come join me!"

The wolf gritted his teeth together, balled up his fits and tensed. He'd gone a month and a bit without an orgasm, to the point where he was avoiding hookups and dates considering that he couldn't get off and would only end up Everyfur has their breaking point and Crisp was long past his.

"You can touch me when I wear the shoes, right?" He asked the ghost with a cold voice.

"Obviously, thought you would have figured that out by now." Theo panted, not stopping for even a moment.

"And you materialise, don't you?" The wolf began searching for the magical shoes.

"Yup!"

"Good."

Crisp reached out under the bed and pulled the shoes out from underneath.

He hurriedly kicked off his own shoes, socks following suite. This was so out of character for the wolf that Theo stopped what he was doing to stick his head through the bed and watch. It was only when he saw Crisp about to tie up the shoes did he dive back to avoid getting stuck.

Theo hit the sheets and Crisp followed, pouncing on him and pinning the otter to the bed. He allowed a small growl to escape him. Theo just giggled and playfully batted his eyelids.

"Good to see you finally grew a pair."

The wolf moaned deep as his cock throbbed painfully in the tight briefs that had practically been glued to his body for the past few weeks. He snuck a glance between his legs to spy ghostly forepaws un-buttoning his shorts to relieve some of the tension and allow his cock to grow to full-mast, Crisp offered no resistance; he breathed a sigh of relief as his shorts were evaporated into thin air. Now the size of his manhood could be seen through the way his underwear tented, sticking out so proudly, and with how wet it was becoming soon it would be able to be seen through the fabric of his underwear.

Crisp felt his cock spasm as it squirted out a spray of precum, undoubtedly due to the effects of the ghost's magic. The wolf tried to fight back by tensing and shaking the feeling of Theo's presence from his mind, to no success. He was too horny to resist anything. In no time the front of his briefs were dripping wet and his cock was ready to blow.

A delicate finger stroked up the underside of his dick, Theo whispered into his ear.

"Ready to give in, Crisp? Don't want to embarrass yourself by coming so soon do you?" There was a smirky, haughty tone to his voice.

Between grunts and whines, the wolf replied:

"S-s-stop using your magic and I won't."

Just like that the feeling of an impending orgasm was gone and Crisp's cock no longer leaked precum like a geyser.

"Oh, it's on wolfie!"

Crisp was rolled to the side by an invisible force and not a second later Theo was the fur on top, straddling the bulge in Crisp's underwear and keeping the wolf pinned to the bed with magic. Theo clicked his fingers and the wolf's hoodie burned away into non-existence. He brushed a finger over the wolf's muscles, inspecting him. Oh what he could do to the wolf's body! How he could transform him with a click of his fingers and a few seconds of chanting, but there was something undeniably sexy and unique about the wolf's body. He snatched a few white hairs from the wolf's chest and placed them in a balled up fist. If he wouldn't transform Crisp, he'd transform himself!

Right before Crisp's eyes, Theo's muzzle grew in length, his fur became thicker and changed from a mud brown to match the colours and pattern of Crisp's. Claws, fangs and tail grew to match the wolf down to a centimetre. In no time Theo had become an identical clone of Crisp, the only difference was the occasional mystic, blue glow that came to the ex-otter's eyes.

"What'd you think?"

Theo stretched out to show off hi-Crisp's body. It was dirty and wrong, but the real wolf felt his cock strain beneath Theo's ass as he laid eyes upon himself. He was pretty damn hot.

"Sexy." Was all that Crisp managed to pant, his heart pounding away in his chest.

"Awww, thank you!" Theo chirped. "You're good looking too, Mr. So good looking you make me want to blow you. May I?"

Before Crisp could reply, Theo burst out laughing.

"What am I saying! You're stuck in place till I'm done with you anyway, I can do what I like."

It was true, Crisp found that he couldn't even budge a muscle from the shoulders down. He was completely at the ghost's mercy.

Sliding off his body, Theo lowered himself till his chest brushed over the bed sheets and his eyes lined up with the cock still trapped away in the red and white underwear. One of his fingers stroked up the soaking fabric, causing Crisp to hiss as pleasure burnt over the spot. The orgasm may have dissipated, but he was still much too sensitive.

He moaned and twisted about as Theo teased him with a finger, dragging it up and down his length and giggling every time the wolf's head jerked about.

"You should be grateful! You can move your ahead to watch, plus this way you won't be finishing before I say." Theo grinned and brought his lips to Crisp's tip.

Crisp moaned as his cock slipped inside of Theo's maw, finding nothing but pleasure in the soft warmth. The otter-turned-wolf's tongue teased. He flicked it over the tip of Crisp's dick, slipping it around and teasing the wolf further and further. Beads of pre rolled onto Theo's tongue, each drop was happily swallowed and encouraged him to keep licking.

The otter ran his tongue up and down Crisp's length once more before plunging it into his mouth. He sucked hard, dipping down to the base and deep throating the wolf in no time who could only will himself not to blow from the feeling. Theo tugged and pulled in each and every direction, his tongue going to town by whipping around the underside of the wolf's cock. He didn't hold back and quickly started bobbing his head back and forth.

It was so strange, watching a clone of himself go down on him. They were Theo's eyes though, emptier than his own and staring right through him as he sucked on the cock between his lips.

Theo pulled out and opened to wide to let Crisp watch him swallow the pre. He continued to slowly jerk the wolf off to keep him hard and slipped an arm under his thigh to get him into a better position. Without saying a word, Theo got back to work.

His head bobbed back and forth as quickly as it had done before. He pulled back to the tip and pulled off so that the wolf could watch himself helpleslley dribble pre cum. But of course he wouldn't let the wolf go without for long and would be straight back to his duty in the blink of an eye, using his mouth and throat like a fleshlight.

The wolf's cock throbbed painfully each time Theo touched a sweet spot with his tongue. He was so close to his orgasm, he could feel it flooding down. It was too late to warn Theo or stop it.

Crisp cursed in his mind as he threw back as his head and moaned as he fired off his first fews shots into Theo's mouth. He swallowed then pulled off grinning and happily catching the final three bucks onto his chest. Laughing, he licked it off his fingers then reinforced his magic to keep the wolf immobilised still.

"Sorry about this, Crisp. But an otter's gotta do what an otter's gotta do."

He shuffled further up until he sat on Crisp's waist, cock in forepaw. Crisp couldn't recall the last time he'd even seen Theo finish, sure he masturbated all the time and was practically insensitive to everything, but the wolf was certain that he'd never seen even a drop of the otter's cum.

As the wolf began furiously fapping his cock, biting his lip and yipping as his forepaw graced over his member, Crisp got closer and closer to the first moment he got to see his flatmate come. A part of him was dreading being in the firing line, another part of him wanted to let it cover him. Either way, he was satisfied with the end result.

With one last guttural moan, Theo's masturbation stopped and his hips bucked forwards to send a powerful, long shot of cum over Crisp's shoulder. It streaked across his chest, his neck, his lips and his forehead. It was a warm, yet chilling feeling to be covered in another man's jizz (or technically it was his own.) Each cum shot landed in a different place, leaving a pretty pearly white pattern on the wolf's body.

Theo stretched, standing up and morphing back to his usual otter shape. Crisp found he could move again, he took the opportunity to wipe some of the cum off in the bed sheets.

With a grin, Crisp reached out and yanked the otter back to him; there was no way he was stopping yet!