Graham growled slightly, he felt strange, changed, and there was something uncomfortable about his position. He had the strangest dream of a Bear, a big, old Bear, sliver furred; he’d been talking to him, touching him, his fingers/claws however had been inside his head, doing something??? He growled again and tried to roll, chains rattled and Graham opened his eyes, suddenly aware of the familiar canvas slating of a sling beneath him; a hand was on his shoulder, he turned his unbound head and came nose to tip with a semi-hard cock- its was big, wider than a mans wrist with thick veins running up and down its massive length; the foreskin was uncut, but pulled slightly back to reveal the piss hole only centimetres from his nose. The thick cock hung over heavy, hairy balls, and Graham did not even bother to look a the rest of the body he simply reached his head out and slipped his mouth over the thick head of that beautiful manhood, he needed it and needed it now!!!
It thickened, and hardened fast in his mouth. He suckled like he was a living vacuum cleaner; nothing would stop him getting his cocks seed! He needed it, wanted it; had to have it! The primitive hunger was all consuming and Graham used very mouth trick, every nibble, lick, or tease he could to get at his goal….
Kelvin watched in amazement as the man swallowed Tim massive meat in one go, head to root in one gulp. He moved to grab him but Tim moaned loudly in pure pleasure, his cock going hard and his eyes rolling up into his head. The rattle of chains and slurping noises filled the room as the stranger suckled down. Kelvin was not sure what to do, Tim was in no obvious danger, he seemed almost enjoying it! Kelvin walked back round the end of the sling a laid a paw-hand on Tim’s furry shoulder-
Tim turned to him with a wide smile and enjoyment dancing in his eyes
“This is…. oh gods…..fucking fantastic…..shit…..ah.um….this man can suck” Kelvin took his hand away, the paw pad coming away dripping with the sweat now beginning to drench Tim’s fur as the stranger upped his tempo.
A miasma began to fill the room; the smell of sweaty Bear fur, the smell of a Bear in heat. Sweat was pouring off Tim making his thick fur stick to him. The stranger was also sweating and moving around in his sling, stretching his legs, or flexing his arms as he worked Tim’s cock. Kelvin watched, becoming more and more turned on by the scene, his own cock going slowly hard as he watched his lover pleasured. The stranger turned and presented his dildo plugged ass to Kelvin. A low growl came from Kelvin’s throat and without realising it he had the can of lube in one hand, the other was pulling the rubber plug out……
Graham barley registered the dildo leaving his ass, but his eyes opened wide as a massive, slick cock filled him in its place. He clenched down with his ass muscles, this was a second source! He worked both ends harder, he needed both!
Hank watched it all in his Astral Bear form. He could have entered any of their minds, instead he simply touched them and connected them together- all 3 could now feel the raw emotion of the others. The tempo suddenly increased, Hank could tell they where coming close, so he blocked the simple biology, he wanted them to remember this first blow out, remember who caused it, it would help them accepting Graham, and the bigger loads they produced eventually, would speed Grahams change. Hank stopped Graham coming, he would need all the fuel for himself, but his two Bear lovers he ensured would cum again and again The last time Hank had had to hold off an orgasm was that time with the Barbarian King when he had to win that dominance session with his chief rival. That had been hard for only one person, this was two massive, horny Shifters……his control gave out at ten minuets and with window shaking roars both the Bears filled the jiggling Graham with hot white Bear seed.
And again…….
And again…….
And again…….
Load after load pulsed forth from them both, filling the room with the smells and their roars as they exploded time and again. Graham took it all, his belly pushing out as load after load filled him from both ends. With each load he worked harder to get more, working the two cocks he had filling him, milking them for all he could. As more cum poured into him he began to change, thick fur began to grow in on his partly shifted body, his neck and ass thickened, and his own hard cock slapped into his growing, gurgling, gut. The change was slow, his pecs lifting and becoming two massive pates, his shoulders widening, his arms blowing up, his legs lengthening, his hips wider, the bones stronger, heavier, the muscle bigger thicker. Slowly he kept changing.
There was no stopping the three of them now, Hank had to do nothing to connect them; the pure primal pleasure in what their bodies was doing was enough. Graham slowly shifted to his Bear form, his thick muzzle enveloping the entire length of Tim’s long cock; the thick ass muscle sucking Kelvin’s longer cock deep inside. But Graham didn’t stop growing with the Shift. The ceiling blots groaned as he continued to grow. The massive arms grew longer and longer, massive thick, furry muscle pumping larger and larger, the long claws scraping at the ceiling plaster. Graham’s thick Bear legs hung out of the sling, reaching the floor, the claws gorging a path in the carpet as he got larger and larger. This torso was overflowing the sling itself, the thick slab of his back hanging over the edge of the canvas. One pec was now as thick as his chest had been, and with each load pumped into him he got bigger still!
Hank could only watch as the former weed grew into a massive, massive Bear. His slick fur was deep, dark chocolate brown, his long, massive muzzle and thick heavy set head could only be that of a Kodiak. As dawn crept over the horizon Hank left them too it and manifested in the kitchen. He placed a call to the answer phones of all the site workers (conveniently Tim had a list next to the phone) and told them to take a second paid day off. He planted a memory in Tim’s head of making the call just after he’d got back; no need to create confusion was there?
Finally it was the sling that gave out first, Graham crashed to the floor, making the house shake, the two cocks pooping from him, breaking the spell, but not the effect as the two men’s cum splattered all over the sprawling Bear. They wavered on their feet, tired from their nights work. Graham tried to reach to them but his own exhaustion was coming on. Tim fell to his knees first toppling over, his head landing next to Grahams still hard cock. Kelvin followed, landing on Tim’s back, his sides pressed to Graham’s. Very quickly all three where snoring. The ghostly Bear form standing watch over them.