All of a sudden Tyler is tackled down by Sport. He is forced onto his belly and Sport rips
his singlet off. Tyler isn't sure what's going on but he is scared for his life as it seems
some creature has decided to tear him apart. This what he thinks until he feels a tongue
licking his neck and back.
"You smell good," speaks Sport as his pecker juts up a full length.
"Aaaagh! What are you?" screams Tyler.
"It's me, Sport," says the anthro dog, as he licks neck. Then Tyler feels a rod lay on top of
his ass. He shiver in fear and a hidden delight, as Sport's pheromones begin to play with
his mind. Sport slides back and pushes his shaft up against Tyler's asshole.
"No, please don't," moans Tyler feeling lightheaded.
Sport returns no answer as he slides his meat into Tyler, and slowly begins to thrust.
The pain tenses Tyler's body up as he pleads for Sport to stop. But Sport is overcome with
the instinct for pleasure he now feels and thrusts deeper and deeper into Tyler. The boy
starts to feel pleasure vibrate through his body as Sport fucks him. Fur creeps all over his
body as the mascot plows into him.
"Yes...More," moans Tyler as he gives into his lusty instincts, and begins pushing his ass
back into Sports cock as a tail snakes from the end of his spine. The glazed look in
Sport's is matched by Tyler's as he forces his knot into the tight anus. They both begin
drooling as Tyler's face pushes out into a muzzle. His hands grow clawed while his legs
reshape themselves to digigrade. Sport finally fires his load into Tyler in full climax as
Tyler's cock and balls grow. The fur covering his balls spreads up his shaft forming a thick
sheath. When Tyler's cock emerges, more doglike, he sprays his load on his belly and the
floor.