Breeding Cub

Duncan was in front of the mirror, trying to understand what was going on. He had woken up next to a huge sexy bear of a man he'd taken home the previous night, wrapped in their thick hairy arms with a load of cum in his ass. There was something about his own skin that felt off, his hole itching, forcing him to pull away from the man and step into the bathroom.

Duncan didn't know how long he had been standing there since then. He was stuck staring at a goatee on his face he was sure hadn't been there before. He couldn't remember the thick strands of fur that washed over his chest either, wrapping around his shoulders. Somehow he didn't recall it being any different either. His legs were the worst, thick tufts spreading out from between his crack, prickling the skin between his cheeks.

Duncan groaned, closing his eyes and raising a hand to his head. He was suddenly hit by a wave of dizziness, another in a series he'd had while standing there. He swayed, a sheen of sweat appearing on his skin while more fuzz pushed out across his body and dark threads appeared under his arms. He felt the fresh wave of his scent wash through his head, making everything foggy.

When he opened his eyes again he knew something was different, but he couldn't tell what. His breathing was deeper, slower, dumber. He took a moment to stare into his gaze. It was dull and empty, like it was missing something. He looked down at his furrier body, his skin covered in a carpet but was unable to see anything wrong.

Duncan jumped, hearing a voice from behind him.

"Looking good boy" Duncan's hookup said approaching from the rear, admiring Duncan's progress. "Love a hairy ass" He said with a wink. His meaty hand gripped Duncan's furry cheek while the other wrapped around Duncan's front, trailing through the carpet of fur on his chest.

Duncan couldn't help but fall back, the touch electric on his raw skin. The man's morning wood had started splitting Duncan's crack open, slipping into Duncan's slick hole. Duncan felt a wave of emotion run through his body, a feeling of submission disrupting his balance. His will slowly drowned in it, his body growing entirely supported by the thick cock impaling him as the bear made use of his new cub.