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This part contains non-consensual sex between a teenage boy, adult male human form werewolf and a male fantasy creature
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Island of Indulgence part 4: A new day, a new experience
Michael awoke, warm and content, in the arms of the werewolf who had been stalking him last night. He blinked as the light streamed in through the open doorway to the shack that, since yesterday, had seen two different lovers of Michael. This little shack, while small, was perfect for Michael to spend as much or little time as he wanted to in it.
Michael rolled over to face Yallak, the werewolf who had been such an amazing lover after Michael had caught and spoiled his stalking. What Michael had forgotten was that Yallak would change back when the moon was not in the sky. So there was quite a shock when he found himself looking into the eyes of a 20 something year old Caucasian man. Those same strange, but somehow right, yellow eyes from the night before remained unchanged, bright with intelligence and mischief. Short black hair, a slim, aquiline nose and a smile just tugging at the full pink lips. Barely a trace of the black fur was visible on Yallak. If Michael hadn't recognised the look of longing and desire in Yallak's eyes, he would have found it difficult to believe that this was the same person.
"Morning, sleepy head." Yallak said cheerfully in his gruff voice, but it was lacking the growl of last night.
"Morning." Michael said around a yawn.
"I was watching you sleep. You are so cute in your little dream world."
Michael blushed and stood up, stretching out his limbs and back before turning round and looking at the naked human form of the werewolf. Yallak had stood up, while not quite as tall as he was last night. In his human form, he was probably only just at the 6 foot mark. The lean but strongly muscled frame was the same, as were a couple of other things that weren't usual on the average human. Two pointy, black, furred ears were on top of his head and there was nothing where ears would normally be. Yallak's black, bushy tail was still evident, whipping back and forth in excitement behind him. And the sheathe in which his penis resided was also still there. Michael suppressed a little shiver of excitement and desire at the sight of this new "stranger" that he already had intimate knowledge of.
Catching Michael looking at his "human" naked form and producing that little shudder and the release of sexual pheromones, Yallak knew that Michael was very interested in him, even in this form. Yallak smiled and wondered just where this might lead.
Yallak could still smell the scent of the spunk that not just he, but Colin before him had unloaded deep into the boys ass; it was dizzyingly intoxicating. But from experience he also knew that most people would want to wash up a bit at some point.
"There is a small pool in the forest if you want to go and wash yourself up," Yallak offered.
"That would be nice. I feel quite sticky." Michael responded with a smile.
Yallak laughed at that. "Fair enough. I will lead you there. Then, we can see what we can find for breakfast. That's assuming you still want me around."
"Yeah, I would like that." Michael replied
With that Yallak scooped up Michael's clothes, and his own loin cloth that had been discarded last night, and they set off naked into the forest.
"You know, there is a lot on this Island that is worth exploring. I know most of the routes this side of the forest. I would be more than happy to act as your guide, for a price."
"I don't have any money," Michael mumbled.
Yallak laughed "Either you have forgotten, or Colin failed to tell you the 3 rules of this Island. Firstly, no entering another creature's shelter without permission. Secondly, no Killing of another creature. Third, no money."
"So what do you mean you will be my guide for a price?" Michael asked, confused.
"Trade. If you have something someone else wants and they have something you want, then its quite easy you just trade for it."
"So, what do you want to trade for being my guide?"
"Your sexy body. I want more of you. I want to taste every inch of you again and again. So, for every day I guide you I want one sexual encounter with you. And since we had one last night, that means you have me for free all today." Yallak purred.
Michael smiled at the flattery and the memories of last night.
"We're here." Yallak said as they entered a clearing in the woods. In the middle was a large, clear pool of water.
Yallak dropped their clothes and made a dash for the water, leaping and curling up into a cannonball. He disappeared for a moment beneath the surface. Michael quickly followed suit and jumped in.
The water was cool, but not cold. It was pleasant to feel the ripple of the water over his body, and to feel it washing away the sweat and spunk of the previous day.
After a quick wash, Yallak and Michael got out of the water and decided to let the sun dry their bodies before they get dressed. They decided that after, they would go and see if there was anything interesting going on in the city that Yallak said was only a half an hour walk away.
Yallak was lying on his front, and Michael on his back with his knees raised. They were both dozing in the gentle rays of the early morning light and never sensed the arrival of a new figure.
Quieter than light rain, and just as insubstantial, the newcomer moved towards the unsuspecting pair. The new arrival had a shape roughly the size and shape of an average human, but there was no detail. There was merely an ever flowing movement of water. This was the form closest to how he used to be; he was after all once human, but he had discarded that form long ago in favour of something far more efficient.
This creature, long since a resident of this island, was a hunter in a way few are able to match. He was always eager to take pleasure from any who are caught unaware. The very idea of asking for sex was alien to this creature. Looking at the werewolf and the human, both laying in the sun, sent a shudder of desire through the creature's being. The ability to change and adapt his shape was one of the reasons he decided to take a fluid form. Being restricted to only penetrating one person at a time was boring. He morphed his arms into two long tentacles and shaped the ends into dicks, increasing the sensitivity as much as possible.
He edged them closer and closer to his victims, keeping them low so as not to cast any shadows that may alert his prey. Quick as a snake, he struck, impaling both Michael and Yallak with his penis shaped tentacles. Yallak gave a loud grunt, and Michael gave a cry of pain at the unexpected entry into their asses. Luckily, Michael's ass was used to a larger object after the previous night with Yallak, so the pain wasn't debilitating. Still, with no preparation, there was still a painful throbbing as the creature pushed in and out of his tender hole.
Yallak, who had been a resident of the island long enough to realize what was happening, and who had been subjected to this kind of episode before, knew that even though he might not have wanted this to happen right about now there was little use to fighting it. He may as well try and enjoy it.
"Michael, try to relax. This creature might not have given you a choice, but you can still enjoy it. Stay calm and go with the flow"
Easier said than done, Michael thought to himself, but now that he was getting used to the feeling and that he was relaxing a bit, he was starting to enjoy it. The creature seemed to recognise this, and decided to change tactic. He engorged the two tentacles that he was using to fuck the two unsuspecting asses, making them thicker and thrusting them deeper. Once again there were moans, grunts and yelps from both of his victims. This produced a great deal of satisfaction for the creature.
He was in virtual ecstasy due to the tightness of the young human. As that tentacle pushed in and out, the moans from that teenage boy were heavenly. As for the human-formed werewolf, there was no denying that he had been fucked countless times before, but he knew what he was doing. Where the youngster just took the dick-tentacle, the Were was tightening and moving with it, not only maximising the pleasure along the cock shaped appendage of the creature, but also maximising his own pleasure.
The creature was enjoying himself, but he needed more. Of course, there was more fun to be had when he was in charge. So, he created another two dick-shaped appendages, and moved them to the mouths of the victims. Not wanting to lose the impetus of being the boss, he changed the motion of the two ass-invading prongs from the thrusting in and out, to burying them deep and then sending ripples down the length like waves on a beach. Both human and werewolf gasped at this drastic change of sensation. In that moment, when their mouths were widest, in came the two new tentacles.
Rubbing along the tongues of his victims, the creature eased in and out, careful never to fully leave those orifices, lest they shut and he can't get back in. Both seemed to enjoy using their tongues on the invading dick-tentacles, enticing pleasure that the creature had rarely known. Moving, inch by inch, deeper into the mouths of Michael and Yallak, deeper and deeper until it was going down their throats.
The younger one seemed to be struggling with this new skill, but that was of little importance. He could still breath, and that was all that mattered to the creature. That, and the pleasure of course. The creature was enjoying these two immensely. So different from one another in technique and experience, but complementing each other. One less experienced, but eager as only the newcomer can be; the other less enthusiastic, but infinitely more skilled.
The creature wanted to savour this encounter, and so began to excrete a syrupy sweet pre-cum; a special skill of this body, that would increase the amount of spunk produced by anyone that swallowed it.
Michael had, at first, been shocked and scared of this violation until Yallak's coaxing words had helped to calm him enough to realise that he was actually enjoying the sensations. He also realised that the cock-tentacle in his ass was smaller than the one he had taken last night, and so was comfortable in him. Even after the new intrusion in his mouth that at first had started to make him gag, he decided that it was quite nice. Then, that sticky sweet goo in his mouth was amazing. Michael's dick had already begun to harden from the pleasure he was feeling. It had reached its proud 5 inches of length and was begging to be attended to.
Yallak could just see Michael from where he was positioned, and the sight of the boy getting fucked had made him highly aroused despite the mild pain at being entered abruptly from behind. Even before the sticky pre of the tentacle creature began to course through him, Yallak had stood up and turned towards Michael so he could see the boy, and to allow his lupine dick to exit his sheathe without the ground being in the way. Yallak didn't attempt to escape the beast, instead letting it have its wicked way with him and his boy companion.
The creature made two small, thin tentacles and moved to the two victims and positioned them, poised for entry into the piss slit of the teenage human and the adult werewolf. Slowly, and teasingly, the creature fucked both piss slits with a multitude of different textures; sometimes the tentacles were smooth, sometimes bumpy. Symmetrical, asymmetrical, the creature tried all different shapes. The victims were both leaking pre-cum of their own, and the creature absorbed it greedily.
Sensing that neither of his victims could hold out much longer against the onslaught of sexual pleasures that he was providing them, he retracted the urethral probes and absorbed them back into his own body.
The creature then concentrated, making two more large tentacles appear. This time, though, he made them hollow with an ever so slight opening at the tip. He placed these over the throbbing dicks of Michael and Yallak. He then tightened them over the two very different dicks, and began to massage them with a mixture of textures. They ranged from the feeling of a warm wet mouth with a tongue caressing every inch of available flesh, to a tight smooth tube.
With a moment of sudden brilliance, the creature decided to make both dick-covering tentacles into the texture of the other persons ass chute. So Yallak felt as he had last night, buried deep in Michael's love hole. Meanwhile, Michael was feeling what Yallak's man hole was like, his very first time feeling what it was like to have his dick in another's ass. Not that Michael knew this of course. Another fiendish flash of thought occurred to the creature, and it switched the ass penetrating dicks into exact replicas of Michael and Yallak's dicks. Michael could feel the Yallak-dick-shaped tentacle start to thrust in his ass again, recognising it from last night. Michael began to squirm with the sensations, but couldn't escape.
Yallak saw the tentacle in Michael's ass morph and change shape into a replica of his own dick, and at that moment could feel the shrinking of the tentacle in his ass; he could guess that it was morphing into a copy of Michaels little cock. Despite the lack of size, the thought that it was like Michael was fucking him turned Yallak on more than ever.
The creature, enjoying all the different sensations from these two, came to the next logical possibility for getting them to fuck one another. It changed both ass invading and cock sucking tentacles into copies of the person they were attached to, so that Michael was fucking himself and Yallak was taking his own knot. The creature, not content with keeping the combination as it was, began changing them all in random patterns.
Michael was the first to break, shooting load after load of thick white spunk into the creature. There, it could be seen floating through the water like body before being moved into the arms and down the ass and mouth invading dick-like appendages. Through them, Michael's cum began to enter both Yallak and Michael's waiting holes. This caused Yallak to release his load into the creature where it followed the same path and began to combine and flow with Michael's. All four holes were pumped full of the spunk mixture, jet after jet. It dribbled from the corner of Michaels mouth because he couldn't swallow fast enough. It seeped out of the ass holes of both Were and human. After 5 minutes, the cum tidal wave stopped.
The creature, now a slightly milky white from all the cum still inside it, removed all its appendages from the exhausted pair. It retreated into the forest without so much as a backward glance.
Yallak and Michael, both slick with the cum from themselves and the other leaking out of their used and abused holes, climbed back into the waters to clean off again. After getting out, they put the clothes they brought here on, not wanting to tempt another denizen of the island to take advantage of them drying in the sun. They headed off towards the city Yallak had mentioned earlier. Michael wondered what might await them there.
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