The Supernatural Swap Ch. 01

His observations were disrupted as he felt Scarlet's tongue lap over his scared-soft cock, followed by her lips (and a bit more of those canine teeth) capturing the head and taking him back in her mouth. She slowly swallowed his limp cock again, til he couldn't help but get hard for her. As she worked, he could see her vulva starting to leak above him. Once he was firm enough, her mouth slid fully off his cock, and he felt her sharp fingernails deftly pull his cock aside, and her cool wet nose burrow lower, nudging his balls til she had access to his ass.

Although Chris had on numerous occasions during their marriage gone to town licking Emily's ass, she had never returned the favor. For the first time in his life, Chris felt a tongue licking at his tight star. Scarlet made a very satisfied whimper as she sniffed and licked at his ass, enjoying what she had come to know to be the best part of sex with a human, so full of overpowering scents and tastes. She could tell that he had showered earlier, taking away a lot of his musk, but none-the-less she revelled in the place it took her mind as her tongue delved deeper and deeper, her paws reaching down, forgetting herself as she clawed at his cheeks, leaving scratches on his delicate skin. Chris' body was reacting to her long rough tongue, his hips angling his ass up, giving her better access. He still wasn't sure what was happening, or who - or what - she and Erik were, but he knew her tongue felt amazing, even with the pain!

Scarlet's knees scurried forward as she devoured Chris' ass, bringing her sex into contact with his face. Despite himself, Chris again tasted Scarlet's furry hole, which was he could tell was very excited judging by the amount of secretions it was making. The feelings he was receiving from her long tongue snaking into his ass was driving him crazy. Scarlet's hips rocked a little, and in the better light, Chris now saw her hairy tight asshole. His tongue still working on her vulva made her ass tighten and relax, tighten and relax, til he finally knew what he had to do. His arms still did not want to work, but he could lift his head enough to move his tongue from her vulva to her ass. As soon as he ran his tongue over her opening, Scarlet growled with pleasure, and gave him an even better angle to continue. As her own tongue burrowed into his anal cavity, he braced himself mentally and paid it back, pushing his shorter human tongue into her orifice.

For what felt like an eternity, Chris and Scarlet tongued each others assholes, making each other feel blissfully lost in time. Whilst Erik's tongue felt so much better than Chris' short human tongue, Scarlet loved the control she had over him. When Chris felt her tongue retreat from his hole, and not return, he felt empty inside, and let out a small groan of disappointment. Scarlet raised a leg again to pivot back around to face him. As she moved, a small spray of pee coated Chris' stomach. "Oops," she said in a churlish way. "You must be mine now I've marked you, pet," she giggled, her fingers playing over the pee on his skin. She moved her face closer to his, as her paw moved down, and gripped his cock tightly.

"I'm sure Erik has his new bride exactly where he wants her," she whispered to him, her furry fingers stroking his shaft.

Just as Scarlet made his cock harder, so too did Chris find it harder to concentrate. "W-what to you mean? S-she's my wife," Chris found he could speak, albeit at a stutter.

"By now, he will be so deep inside her. So very deep. And she will be begging him, pleading with him to cum inside her." Scarlet smiled wistfully. "We all reach that point, pet. And when he does, when he obliges, and cums inside her like she is begging him to do..." her voice trailed off.

"What? H-he can't make her p-pregnant, she's on the p-pill." Chris struggled to understand what Scarlet was saying, as her paw didn't skip a beat, instead moving faster on his shaft.

"Do you think I was always like this, pet?"

Chris' face fell as he finally understood. "She'll become l-like you?!" His hips were humping Scarlet's hand.

"Master Erik's cum will make her - just - like - me." Scarlet stared deep into his eyes. "Forever."

She licked tenderly at a tear that rolled from his eye. He was a fairly sweet little pet. Not like some of the others. Maybe she should let him go now before Master Erik had finished with the pretty red. She could tell he hadn't bred her yet - his seed were so potent, she would have smelt him. She always smells him. But, interrupting Master was a dangerous idea.

"Tell me, pet. Tell me what you want." Her hand continued moving fast up and down his cock, precum dribbling on her fur. "Do you want to save your pretty wife?" She sniffed at the air. "I think you could, if you go - right - now. You could save her. Do you want to go save your Emily? Or..." Her hand suddenly froze on his cock, and at the same moment he felt his arms relax for the first time since she had held them above his head. "Do you need me to finish?"

Chris could feel his balls ache, could feel his cum wanting to explode, his whole body on edge, and then - Scarlet's ultimatum. A grunt escaped his lips in frustration, and he screwed his eyes shut tight. "Please, Miss, please finish," he said, full of shame.

Scarlet nodded her head, sadly, and resumed her tight, fierce stroking along his shaft. "All the same," she said to herself, watching his face closely. As he started to make a face that only Emily had seen before, his cock swelling larger than ever, Scarlet squeezed painfully tight on his shaft just under the wet mushroom head. Chris opened his eyes wide, so close to release, and then - his cock started to spasm, but with his cock pinched closed, no cum came broiling out. The spasms quickly died off, and Scarlet released his cock, watching a dribble of cum fall on his stomach, leaking out of his quickly deflating cock. His head was spinning as Chris dealt with the shock of a denied orgasm, but through his discomfort he heard the screaming at the back of his mind telling him to get up and go to his wife.

With a resolute glance at Scarlet, he found he could once more move his body, and with just his tattered shirt hanging loosely around him, his chest and ass bloodied, remains of his non-orgasm still dripping from his cock, Chris left the spare room and staggered down the hall to the master bedroom. Scarlet slowly wandered behind him.

As he reached the door, he could hear Emily. "Please! Please Master Erik! Cum inside me, Master! Ohgodplease!" Perhaps he wasn't too late!

Bursting through the door, Chris stood and stared at the sight before him. His wife was naked on all fours on their bed, clothes torn and scattered around. Erik was over top of her, fucking her doggy style. What else could it be, he thought briefly. But it wasn't the Erik he had last seen with his hand in his wife's panties. Even more so than Scarlet, Erik's body resembled that of a man cross wolf, his face had grown outward, with an even fiercer set of incisors than Scarlet's. He was putting them to use on Chris' wife, biting her neck without breaking the skin, but holding her firmly in his grasp. Erik's front legs were dug in either side of Emily's hips, and his rear legs were frantically rutting, no doubt driving his cock deep into her body. He had a coat of orange/brown fur over his body, and most striking of all, a long tail pointed high in the air behind him.

When he saw Chris, he snarled, closing his teeth tighter around Emily's neck, causing several trails of blood to trickle from her body. Even though Emily's eyes appeared open, it was as if she couldn't see Chris standing there. "She's already gone," he heard whispered in his ear. "And besides, he's knotted with her. They can't be parted now till he's done." Scarlet put her paw on Chris' hip, pressing her naked body lightly against his.

As Chris watched, he saw Emily start to shake, moaning and screaming loudly, over and over till her body went limp. Still secured against Erik's crotch however, Emily's hips remained in the air, as if she were a puppet with one final string holding her up. Erik released her neck, licking his lips and tasting her blood. He was barely moving now, his rear legs just twitching occasionally, but the look on his face showed the great pleasure he was feeling at their union.

Chris took a step toward the bed, but Scarlet pulled him back. "Don't. You don't want to go near him now. She's his bitch now. I'm sorry." He felt both her paws around him, trying to pull him away, but he couldn't stand there and do nothing as his wife was underneath that creature. He broke away from Scarlet's embrace, again stepping over to the bed, but then halting as he saw the union between their bodies. His wife's tight, sweet pussy lips were stretched out obscenely over what looked like a baseball at the base of Erik's intense red cock. And Chris saw it was pulsing, contracting, as Erik filled Emily, his sexy gamer wife, with his semen and sperm.

Finally sated, Erik gripped Emily's waist, and pulled her with him as he flopped to his side, his cock still knotted deep inside her pussy. The movement made her come back to life, as the knot rubbed hard against her g-spot, her legs quivering as she started to cum again, squirting on the sheets as she did, her face contorting, screaming out in pleasure, then relaxing again back into a near comatose state.

Casting his eyes down their joined bodies, Chris could now better see the swelling inside his wife. He couldn't imagine how she could have managed to take it inside her body, yet there it was sealing them together. Chris' hands clenched into fists as he felt so incredibly helpless, so angry, and confused, wondering if what Scarlet had told him was true. As he stared at his wife, he felt a strong gaze upon him, and saw that Erik's fierce yellow eyes were burning in his direction. Erik held Chris' gaze as he pulled on Emily's hip again, making her suddenly moan loudly as the movement shifted his cock and knot inside her, yet another orgasm ripping through her body as the knot inside her continued to stimulate her in ways she'd never known possible.

Pulling Chris away, Scarlet led the defeated husband out to the living room.