As Izzy watched Canes deep wounds heal, the ambient faith in the air was enough to restore almost any injury; the medics simply covered wounds to stop the blood flow. Soon Cane’s breathing regulates, and he opens his eyes and looks at Izzy and Jacob. “I will see you later; leave the door unlocked.”
The medical staff carries him away on a stretcher. Izzy and Jacob look at each other and then at the crowd around them, the fire pulsing and glowing an eerie red light now and moving slowly.
The fates walk to the thread, and the Atropos reaches down and picks up the thread, and with a pair of shears that Izzy can hardly imagine, cuts the thread. A tidal wave of energy is released, and on the ground an intricate sigil carved into the bedrock below glows a dark blood red. It spreads out from the circle till it reaches the beacons. They flare toward the sky.
“The festival is over. Go home; we are safe for another year.” Clothos shouts into a microphone.
The crowd slowly disperses, and the fates walk into the crowd.
Izzy and Jacob, confused and tired and sore, walk back to the motel room. The sky is already dark again, and the day is over; they raid their minifridge for leftovers and curl up in bed. There is a loud knock at the door. Jacob gets up and opens it. “Yeah, who is?” he starts to say when the scrawny, nerdy form of Cane wraps his arms around Jacob and kisses him on the lips. Not soft and delicate but passionate and deep.
Jacobs cheeks burn as he feels the scrawny person’s tongue invade his mouth and play with his own. He blushes brighter when he realizes how hard it’s making him; he pulls away.
“I, uh, hello, Cane,” Jacob stammers.
“Oh, hi Jacob,” Cane says with a goofy look on his face. “You’re a good kisser.” He kisses him on the cheek. “But now it’s time to kiss Izzy.”
Jacob, feeling brushed aside, watches as Cane climbs on the bed next to Izzy; moving fast and with purpose, he brings his face within inches of her face. He presses his lips to hers. And Jacob feels like a knife has been plunged into his guts as he watches Izzy put her arms around Cane’s neck.
He swallows hard as they rub each other’s bodies, the tenderness not that of friends but lovers. ‘Lovers,’ he whispers in his mind, feeling like he got stabbed in the guts again, even deeper.
Izzy pushes Cane away. “Take it slow. I thought you were hurt.” She looks over his body now in his muscular form.
“I was, but now I am better,” Cane says, kneeling next to Izzy. He rubs at his ribs and winces. “Well, mostly.”
Izzy pats the bed next to her. “Why don’t we watch a movie together or something while you heal up more? It should have taken months for you to recover.”
Cane slightly erect sighs and sits back on the bed, the cold wood of the headboard helping him cool down. He looks over at Jacob. “Come sit with us,” he says, patting the bed.
Jacob climbs on the bed still feeling stabbed right up until he feels Cane’s warm hand wrapped around his shoulder. His warm fingers playing with his hair. He involuntarily leans against the werewolf’s big chest.
Izzy watches with a little jealousy but also enjoys the view. She flips channels, feeling Cane play with her hair as much as Jacobs. She leans into him as well.
Cane feels the fire burning in him and the post-gathering fuck needing to happen. He is trying as best he can to contain himself. He rubs Izzy’s back and gets no response. But when he rubs Jacob’s instead of indifference the poor guy practically purrs for him.
Cane thinks about the kiss he had with Jacob and turns and presses his lips to him again. They quietly kiss again and again and again. Stopping and looking each other deeply in the eyes.
Jacob feels flutters of emotions and desires he didn’t know he had. A quiet voice in his head whispers, ‘You want him, don’t you?’ The dark voice whispers from deep in his mind.
Jacob lets his hand run up and down Cane’s chest. ‘I want him,’ he whispers in his mind.
With a laugh the voice watches as Jacob’s hand slides down to Cane’s tight shorts. ‘Oh, you really do want it, don’t you?’
Izzy notices Jacob’s hand and frowns and pushes his hand away. With jealousy running through her, she turns Cane’s face to his and kisses him instead. She runs her hand down his body like Jacob and touches Cane’s cock through his shorts.
Jacob is angry. ‘How dare she,’ the voice whispers. Jacob tries to turn Cane’s head back to kiss him again, but Cane refuses. Jacob tries touching him through his shorts, but Cane moves his hand back. Finally, he crosses his arms, upset.
Izzy and Cane make out for several seconds before breaking the kiss. “I thought we were going to wait till after the movie?” Cane says, looking a little hairy.
“Blame Jacob,” she whispers, slipping her hand inside Cane’s shorts.
The voice in Jacob’s head seethes, ‘How dare she steal your date?’ Jacob gets up and slams the bathroom door. He sits on the toilet, frustrated and angry.
Izzy breaks the kiss with Cane. “Why is he being weird?” Izzy whispers to Cane as she strokes his cock slowly.
“I don’t know; maybe he feels left out?” Cane whispers back, thrusting his hips upward. “He could help us out?” he asks, arching his back a little as his cock swells.
“I diapered him last night, and he really liked that. Maybe you could do that for him,” Izzy whispers back.
“I guess? That’s weird, but I guess?” Cane whispers back.
“Hey Jacob, come out here please,” Izzy says loud enough to be heard in the bathroom regardless if Jacob wants to admit it or not.
“Fine,” he shouts back through the door. He stands there looking miserable in the doorway. “What?”
“Do you want Cane to put you in a diaper?” Izzy asks with a tender smile on her face. She realizes her hand is still on Cane’s cock as she is saying this and quickly removes it.
“I what? NO,” Jacob says back in frustration. He wants to tell her what he really wants. He pictures the fat knot inside him. He shivers at the thought.
Cane looks offended. “Am I not good enough?” he snarls.
“What? You’re fine, great,” Jacob responds, holding his hands up in submission.
“Then let me diaper you,” Cane says, getting out of bed, his cock hanging out of his shorts, but as he gets more aroused, he transforms into the werewolf form, and his IQ drops. So he doesn’t notice.
Jacob stares at the 8-inch, mostly human-looking member as it bobs as the werewolf approaches him. He feels it press against him as he is lifted off the ground and laid on the bed. “Where is the diaper, Izzy?” Cane says, teetering on the edge of musclehead and werewolf form.
Izzy gets the diaper bag and hands him one of the diapers. The uncoordinated Cane struggles to get Jacob’s pants off and his underwear. Izzy watches as he lifts Jacob’s entire body off the bed, lays the diaper under him, and sets him back onto the diaper. She clenches as for a moment Cane’s thick cock rubbed against Jacob’s human cock.
Then the werewolf tapes the diaper shut. “Now be good and let me and Izzy have sex,” he growls possessively and climbs back to Izzy and presents his cock to her lips. She opens her mouth to protest and gets a tip in her mouth as her reward. He immediately starts dripping precum. Izzy tries to pull away at first but then feels the flush of arousal and tries her best.
Jacob sits on the edge of the bed frustrated, diapered, humiliated, and turned on by the voice in his head shouting obscenities, and all he can do is watch as his girlfriend gives the werewolf a blowjob.
But that doesn’t last long; soon Izzy is on her knees, the werewolf’s fat cock slamming into her, and shortly after, the knot goes in and stays in. Izzy whimpers, “Fuck, fuck, it’s so big. Fuck, I love it. Fuck, fuck, it’s what I needed.”
Jacob rubs the front of his diaper slowly, so turned on it hurts watching the werewolf breed his girlfriend while he has been stuck in a diaper.
Soon the knot shrinks, and Izzy blushes brightly. “Do you want it, Jacob? He is done now” she asks her boyfriend. She is delighted at the idea of his soft lips on her now sore parts. The sex she had at the concert was fine, but she never came.
‘Do it,’ the voice whispers. And Jacob obeys; he crawls between her legs and licks up the first taste of cum. He is immediately dripping in his diaper.
“Does that feel good?” Cane asks, his body turning back into his human form, the nerdy one where his clothes hang off him.
“It’s great,” she whispers and pulls on Jacob’s hair. She watches as he humps the bed.
Jacob tastes the iron-rich cum and the amount of it. He is upset, and whatever the voice inside his head is, it keeps whispering, ‘You’re worthless,’ ‘And he will always choose her over you,’ and the one that hurts him the most, ‘She only keeps you to clean up.’
A hand touches his back, a warm human hand; it rubs itself over his diaper, then pulls it down, rubbing his butt cheeks. He presses his hips upward needingly. His face still held tightly to Izzy’s sex.
Jacob’s brain buzzes with desperation. The voice is hungry for sex. Jacob is hungry for sex. A finger presses to his anus, and he moans.
Cane smiles, and Izzy tosses him a bottle of lube; he squirts a generous amount onto Jacob’s anus. And begins fingering him. He admires how soft Jacob’s body has become lately; his hair looks to be a little more fine than before. He smells different too. Cane shrugs his body, becoming hairy as he fingers the tight hole, but his muscles don’t bulge; he never fills out his baggy t-shirt. instead He lets himself go, and soon he has transformed again into the werewolf, but much smaller this time. He lunges forward, letting his cock press against Jacob’s mostly virgin hole.
Jacob sees stars as Cane shoves himself too roughly inside him. Then out, then in and out in a purely animalistic way. Jacob can feel the claws wrapped around his chest as Cane thrusts deeply into him. A weird warm sensation as Cane has already started ejaculating precum, lubing him up deeper and deeper.
He tries to pull his face away from Izzy’s vagina, but she refuses, so turned on and desperate for Jacob to lick her clit while watching him get rabbit-style fucked by Cane.
Soon the knot slaps into Jacob’s virgin-ish opening, and he panics. He squeezes down on Cane’s shaft, not letting the knot in. Jacob moans into Izzy more as she pulls his face up to her clit, where he sucks on it as hard as Cane is bouncing off his opening.
Jacob feels a growing sensation inside him unlike anything he has ever felt before. Its an urge, a desire; a wanting for Cane’s cum, he wants it all, and he he he… He wants him to impregnate him.
He moans as much into Izzy’s clit, but no one can hear.
Cane, oblivious to all this, is drooling into Jacob’s hair as he shoots his second load of the night into a willing hole; his brain just doesn’t want to recognize anything except the bliss of orgasming.
Izzy’s body tenses from Jacob’s talented tongue. Her insides knotted up like she had just been, and now her boyfriend is, or should be; she can’t see from the angle she is at, but he is moaning enough. The thought of Cane’s giant knot inside Jacob is too much; she orgasms, her body tingling from head to toe.
Jacob feeling Izzy cum and the flood of Cane’s cum in his mouth from izzys vagina and the cum being pumped inside him should be enough to make him cum, but he doesn’t. Instead, he drips little droplets of precum into the diaper that is miraculously still intact.
Cane eventually stops cumming and pulls out of him. He slowly transforms back into the bright-eyed nerd. He lays back on the pillow and winces when Izzy cleans up his dick with some wet wipes.
“Fuck, I needed that,” Cane whispers, feeling the humanity flood back into him. He looks over at Jacob on his knees, tears in his eyes. “Woah, are you ok, Jacob? Did I hurt you?”
“I didn’t cum,” Jacob says through gritted teeth. He is so desperate.
“I can help with that.” He pulls Jacob’s diaper up and pulls him tight to his chest, facing away from him. “You would like that, right?”
“Yeah,” Jacob whispers and swallows hard, wiping the tears out of his eyes. He feels Cane put a hand inside the diaper and grab him. He slowly massages the tip of his cock with one thumb.
“That won’t make me cum,” Jacob says, head lowered.
Cane laughs. “I’m just getting started.” He slowly rubs faster. His other hand massages Jacob’s nipples. “You felt so good inside; I wanted to knot you. Maybe next time,” he whispers so only Jacob can hear.
Jacob shivers and squirms, wanting more until he feels Cane kiss his neck. He looks over at Izzy, who is smiling at him, still floating in her own double orgasm.
Cane’s words bite into him like werewolf teeth: “Just keep that cum inside you all night so you can absorb it. I don’t want you wasting a drop, understand?”
Jacob twitches and arches his back at the thought. “I understand,” he whispers back, feeling himself close.
Cane smiles and rubs the human’s cock faster. “I think you’re going to clean up your mess, but my mess stays inside you.” He feels the human lose control and cum inside the diaper, coating his fingers. “Good boy.” He pulls his hand out and puts the cummy fingers to Jacob’s lips. “Clean it all up.”
