Jacob stares at Cane’s thick member. He subconsciously and rhythmically clenches his butt. ‘Is this what I want?’ he desperately asks himself.
A voice from far away whispers ‘yes.’
Jacob tries to deny it. ‘I am painfully straight, aren’t I?’ He pauses again. The tip of Cane’s dick is still inches from his mouth.
The distant voice says ‘no,’ then laughs. Jacob gives Cane’s cock a long lick, then sucks on the tip before getting on his knees.
Cane smirks and gives Jacob’s butt a squeeze. “Good boy.”
Jacob internally squeals.
Cane grins and moves forward, rubbing his cock up and down Jacob’s virgin butt. Cane moves till his cock starts squirting precum, lubricating the outside of Jacob’s entrance.
Jacob looks back at the muscular werewolf, now 6 feet tall and towering over him. ‘What am I doing?’ he asks himself.
Cane angles his cock downward and gently pokes it against Jacob’s opening. The tapered tip of his canine appendage entered Jacob a fraction of an inch.
Jacob winces and bites the sheet just as he watched Izzy do. He pulls forward, but Cane moves forward.
Jacob is relieved when the cane pulls back. “I don’t know if it will fit,” he whispers. “You’re just too big.”
Cane stops moving. His cock throbs while lightly pressed against Jacob. He rubs Jacob’s back. “You got this,” he whispers. Cane arches his back, squirting more cum on Jacob’s overly tight entrance.
Jacob feels Kane press forward, the lubrication easing the thick member inside him. He grunts into the blankets. He can feel the precum dripping down his balls onto the blankets. His own dangling from his limp penis. He lightly trembles with excitement.
Unfortunately for Jacob, Cane begins slowly losing rationality, his body covering with hair as his hands turn to claws. He thrusts his cock deeper into the squirming Jacob. He presses a paw hand on Jacob’s upper back, driving his face into the mattress.
Jacob moans in sync with the thrusts. Slowly starting to try to push back into him. ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god, I am gay. Fuck, I never want this to end!’ He chants in his head.
Cane thrusts harder, his knot bouncing on the tight opening. He tips his head back and holds back the urge to howl. One claw on Jacob’s hip, the other pushing him into the mattress. Cane’s primal brain is using Jacob like a cock sleeve.
Jacob whimpers into the sheets, the initial pain replaced by a deep, guttural, primal pleasure. “I’m a good boy,” he manages to whisper. Cane’s thick, red, hard cock presses directly on his prostate with each animalistic thrust. Jacob feels Cane shift angles and feels the pre-cum being forced out of him.
Cane’s knot is uncomfortably tight and not fitting inside his sex toy. He pulls out of him with a loud pop. Jacob grunts at the emptiness. Cane gets off the bed and paces back and forth, his thick cock shrinking down. Dripping cum onto the floor.
Jacob pants into the sheet. ‘That was too much,’ he whimpers to himself. He begins to protest as Cane climbs back onto the bed. Jacob looks at Cane’s face and the lust burning there. He looks down at the cane’s sheath. ‘It’s not that big,’ he thinks. ‘I can handle that.’ He wiggles his hips invitingly.
Cane wraps his claws around Jacob’s hips and forces himself into him. Jacob moans loudly as he takes 5 inches of soft cock.
“No quiet,” Izzy groans from the bathroom. The dirty duo stops moving. They look at the door. They wait 10 seconds.
Cane’s sensitive ears hear Izzy softly snoring.
He thrusts into Jacob again. Slowly at first, but he is soon railing the poor virgin.
Jacob’s arms are wrapped around a pillow, and he is biting the soft material. Each time Cane thrusts, he bottoms out. Each time he bottoms out, his heavy balls slap into Jacob’s, making his balls swing.
Cane, unable to talk now, pants in satisfaction as he feels his knot start to swell. ‘Breed him,’ he narrows his eyes, determined. ‘Breed him; make him carry your puppies.’ He slams hard into Jacob, his nails leaving red marks.
Jacob at first moans into the pillow as this additional thickness pops in and out of him, then as it gets bigger, the knot presses directly on his prostate. But it keeps going, getting bigger and bigger and bigger as he bites the pillow. He is convinced he will have a mouthful of stuffing if he bites any harder.
Cane mercifully shifts more into his wolf form, the shaft and knot shrinking slightly and the sharp claws no longer threatening to tear Jacob’s skin. He stops himself from howling again as his knot gets stuck.
Jacob feels a warmth growing inside him as Cane fills him with wave after wave of cum. He can feel droplets of saliva on the back of his neck as Cane pants. This would be great except Cane’s knot is still growing. Jacob squirms uncomfortably. ‘It’s too big; it’s stuck. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck,’ he whimpers.
Then as the knot reaches full size, Jacob squirms with more desperation. The knot is simply too big; Jacob feels like he is being torn in half, his whimpers no longer hidden by the pillow. Jacob shudders, and his mind goes fuzzy, his vision goes white, and he comes explosively on the bed.
Izzy staggers out of the bathroom. “What the hell are you doing out…,” is the last thing Jacob hears Izzy say.
Jacob wakes up in medical with Cain and Izzy standing on one side of the bed.
“He is awake,” Izzy says with a concerned look.
“I am so sorry, Jacob,” the small, nerdy version of Cane says. Jacob notices Izzy is holding Cane’s hand.
‘What the hell is going on?’ He is immediately aware his anus and guts feel terrible. “I hurt,” Jacob whispers.
Cane wipes away the beginning of tears and turns to go away. But it stopped when Jacob reached out to him.
“What happened?” Jacob asks.
“The knot was too big, and I panicked when Izzy walked in. I pulled out. And because I was stuck, you needed medical help,” Cane says, eyes downcast.
Jacobs’ heart races. “I am going to be ok, right?” He looks to Izzy. “Right?!”
Izzy smiles. “You’re going to be fine.” She squeezes his hand. She is deeply worried about him but is trying to hide it. Jacob looks down at his hand and sees Izzy has been holding his the whole time too.
The doctor comes in from the hallway. “Good, he is awake. Did you bring him up to speed?” The doctor looks between the pair. He sighs and looks at the comic on the desk. “Fine, I will do it.”
“Canes’s phallus and knot were too large for you. He caused tears. Now that you’re awake, we can repair the damage. You will be fine,” the doctor says in one long sentence.
“I will?” Jacob croaks out.
“I would recommend wearing a diaper for a day or two.” He smiles his transparent smile. “Other than that, you will be fine.”
Cane looks visibly relieved.
“Ok, doctor, when do we start the repairs?” Jacob asks mostly because the pain is more than uncomfortable.
“Now,” the doctor says, pulling the blanket off of Jacob, revealing he is naked. He sets Jacob’s legs up on stirrups.
Jacob gasps, “I… uh… what?” he says as he feels the doctor’s hand pressing into his sore opening. He grunts as it lubricates and forces its way inside.
The doctor looks with his hand, checking the walls. He makes a face as he finds a large sore spot; he soothes it with his healing cream before moving on. He soothes the next one, then moves onto the next one. This spot is particularly bad and happens to be near Jacob’s prostate. The doctor massages and repairs the area slowly. ‘What a fool Dr. Vernacula is for letting Susan wrap anywhere near the photogenic beam,’ he thinks to himself as he repairs microscopic tears in Jacob.
Jacob moans and puts his hands across his mouth. Izzy and Cane look ready to laugh as he squirms in pleasure. The doctor is mostly oblivious.
‘But how was he to know after the late-night dalliances? He trusted her.’ The doctor sighs and keeps working the affected spot, watching Jacob squirm in pain. “You should know your limits; I’m not a miracle worker.”
Jacob nods as he moans into his hand. He feels an orgasm growing; his body gets flushed and warm, and it feels like the tension is coiling up like a spring. He cries out “please don’t stop” loud enough to make the doctor jump and poke his prostate, sending waves of cum over Jacob’s belly.
“Ahh, I see your prostate is not damaged; that is good,” the doctor says noncommittally.
Jacov covers his face in shame as the doctor just continues repairing. Izzy and Cane laugh hysterically.
“I just,” Jacob starts to say something but stops as he feels something large work its way inside him.
“Now I am inserting the healing pod,” he says as he positions it deep inside the colon.
Jacob wiggles, getting used to the feeling of the egg-sized pod filled with rapid healing agent and the doctor’s semen.
The doctor reaches down and grabs a plain white megamax diaper and clinically puts it under Jacob’s butt. He slowly wipes and cleans Jacob up before powdering and taping the diaper shut.
He turns to his comic, chomping at the bit to get back to it. The heroine is just about ready to flood the world with a gas that should save them from the mind-control virus from Virgon 15.
The doctor turns to Izzy. “Take him home, change his diaper as needed, and no penetration for 48 hours.”
“Thanks, Doctor,” the three say in unison. They gather up Jacob and help him into a wheelchair. They wheel him out of the room.
The doctor rushes to the comic, only looking up when the blood work sample comes back. He notes the high levels of Tentacle Beast toxin. But dismisses it.
