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In the land of the great western power of Marika, an unknown zombie virus began to spread like wildfire after one state became witness to a horrific biological development lab accident. A giant red pillar of blood shot up into the at that day, causing infected blood to rain into the water supply and infect the entire state. The infection quickly spread into the water supply, turning many into cannibalistic fiends. Then, it spread to other places in the country, racking up an unimaginable death toll in just a week. However, unlike most depictions of zombie apocalypses in popular media, the government acted quickly, quarantining the entire country and halting the spread by 90%.

Infection throughout the world was prevented too, leaving it as an isolated case problem for the country. And so with the need to guard and protect the country, the government swiftly implemented civilian drafts to enlist capable adults to serve. One of these civilian drafts was Shawy, a 5’5 black cat who was going to receive their diploma in culinary arts just months before the apocalypse began, leaving them hopeless and heartbroken to be denied their dream job. But he had no choice but to serve, forced to train in military boot camps to be ready to serve against the zombies.

On the other hand, Shawy held out hope by regularly talking to his friend, Rang, a tall 6’7 orange wolf who was his college classmate years ago. Unlike Shawy, Rang had to drop out early, taking a job as a security guard for a medical institute to pay for his mother’s hospital bills. They remained close friends, even until the apocalypse happened. Internet still worked somewhat, and Shawy vents about his time in the military to Rang. Coincidentally, Rang works for the medical institute that caused the apocalypse in the first place. The government and corrupt medical institute were fighting a war in which Shawy, once finished with his basic military training, would be forced to partake.

Luckily, Rang was simply a security guard, so he wouldn’t have to fight for the institute as a mercenary. However, he was unable to leave at all. Rang couldn’t leave out of fear that the institute would dispose of him. The pay was good, but the employers were sickening. The wolf wanted out, expressing their desire to do so to their friend as they had complained about their military training. But leaving meant dying and loss of pay, so even when Rang’s phone was bugged to monitor his conversations, he opted to stay, just secretly praying and hoping that his dear friend could finally come one day and save him.

“Hey, you up?”

“Of course. Just sitting by a desk like always…”

“Wanna… talk about something?”

“Shoot.”

“I was thinking… When this thing all blows over, I want to finish my degree and start a cake shop. Do you wanna help out?”

“What? With the filling?”

“Oh my god…”

“Haha! I’m kidding!”

“Jeez… You’re so perverted…”

“I guess I could.”

“I’ll help pay your-”

“No, it’s alright. I’ll just find another job after this. My savings have been split by 90/10; 90% for my mom, and 10% for me.”

In the dead of night, it would be the time for the two’s regular chat, with Shawy under his bunk bed blanket and Rang lying lazily against a receptionist's desk.

“My deployment is tomorrow. Do you think I’ll be stationed next to your place?”

“I don’t know, but I hope so. I wanna get out of here as soon as possible…”

“I’m probably too low of a rank to participate in raids, but I hope the army finds you.”

“Sigh… But I’ll have to do my job and fight back.”

“Just surrender, okay?”

“I guess… But I don’t want to get arrested!”

“Just prove that you were just an innocent worker, duh.”

“True…”

“Well, I have to go to sleep now. See you tomorrow?”

“See ya.”

“Night.”

“Night.”

Unfortunately for both sides, Shawy needed to sleep early to prepare for deployment, leaving Rang alone for his shift. But this was normal already, and Rang knew how to stay strong when his best friend was out of reach. Old college photos and mobile game recordings helped with that. They also participated in tabletop role-play, which Rang still looks back to now and then. They still role-played but only once in a blue moon when both Shawy and Rang had lots of free time.

And so as Rang slouched on the cold marble desk under the glaringly bright light of the reception room, he thought to himself, “Should I confess to Shawy?” Ever since they were first friends, Rang was enthralled by Shawy’s kindness and cooking. Something about Shawy’s counseling and care accompanied by hand-made macarons before going their separate ways in college gave the wolf butterflies in their stomach. There was no need for Rang to question his sexuality, but he wanted Shawy’s thoughts and feelings. So he kept his feelings to himself, wanting to express them at the right time, with it being when they’ll ever meet again.

Rang knew to keep his feelings under control, further helped by Shawy’s experience in counseling. Through the talks they had, Rang brought up fabricated scenarios about being in love with another male classmate. This was simply a projection on Rang’s end, but Shawy saw through it immediately. Rang was sweet and cuddly for someone who was on the college varsity team before dropping out. The outer shell hid a loving persona that Shawy adored. Unknowingly for Rang, Shawy had the same feelings as him, but like each other, they bit their tongues, scared of each other’s reactions and rejection.

“Hey, hey! Rang, are you there?”

“I am. What’s up?”

“It’s deployment… A massive assault is planned at the place! You know what I’m talking about!”

“What?! And why is it so noisy?!”

“It’s the helicopters! You need to get somewhere safe! We’ll be arriving by noon! Please, stay safe!”

“Huh?! Shawy, Shawy?! Hello?!”

In the middle of his breakfast, Rang suddenly received an unintelligible phone call from Shawy. And from what he could barely make out, it seemed that the army was going to attack the institution tonight. Luckily, nobody was around to find out about the phone call, well, audibly hear it. Because due to Rang’s bugged phone, the phone call was recorded and sent to higher security before being brought up to the remaining executives. The entire facility was then put on full alert, all guards ready and mutant experiments ready for release. Rang was clueless about his accidental leak of information, but the company thanked him by simply not confronting him about the phone call he had.

Everyone was on edge, especially Rang. He didn’t want to fight, but he was forced to, now sporting dark protective armor, hiding his vibrant orange fur and making him indistinguishable from those with true loyalty to the institute. His saving grace was the fact he was stationed outside the headquarters compound. Still, he was deeply on edge; his phone was confiscated and strict officers watching everyone in their positions. The preparation was early, but with so much money and biological weapons on the line for the black market, it wasn’t far-fetched for the company to go all out.

“Hey, what are you staring blankly for? Are you a new recruit?”

“Y- Yes, sir.”

“Explains it. We’ve scattered the newcomers with the experienced soldiers. I hope you know how to follow your officer’s commands properly.”

“Y- Yes, sir!”

“Infecteds roam about this deep into the state. Those missing limbs and rotting are far from being saved. Shoot to kill. Well, to aid and defend your comrades. The same goes for the guards. They know what they’ve signed themselves up to.”

“...”

Hours later, chinooks that carried Shawy along with an assortment of soldiers finally landed at a military camp. The aircraft was then swiftly emptied, soldiers lining up in front of their commanding officers while jeeps, trucks, APCs, and tanks roamed about. Shawy’s short height stuck out like a sore thumb in the rows of relatively tough-looking soldiers. Thankfully, Shawy was assigned to be a medic, so he wouldn’t have to be directly on the front lines once the raid started, hanging out at the back of the squad until he was needed for the wounded.

“Alright, soldiers! Tonight will be the night this shit stain of a corporation will be going down! With the help of foreign powers, a cure was swiftly developed from ‘magic’, which I am still doubtful about. But we’re here to take out the enemy, so leave the worry to the science nerds back at base!”

Thousands of soldiers were ready to be deployed into trucks and APCs. After the many officers finished their mission briefing, they sent their soldiers to be loaded into their vehicles to start the raid. Shawy was understandably shaking with the fact that his first-ever deployment mission already had him expected to kill zombies and people. The black cat always looked for the most peaceful resolution in a situation so they hoped that they’d never have to use their firearm.

“Guys, how long do you think it’ll take for us to get there?”

“Probably two hours. Shit’s so far away. Raise your head, little guy. I’m sure if you get out of here alive, you can continue sleeping and drinking your milk to grow taller.”

“Not cool!”

As Shawy was driven towards their destination, making small talk with his fellow squad mates helped pass the time. Unfortunately for him, he was immediately teased for his height. Shawy wasn’t fazed, though, as he had always been made fun of for being small. At least some other soldiers came to defend their medic until the others stopped their teasings. Shawy eventually turned to his phone, texting Rang continuously, not knowing his friend didn’t have their phone with them. After the two hours that the soldiers estimated they’d take, the truck abruptly stopped before everyone was emptied inside and brought out to be commanded.

Shawy, with a heavy bag and chest rig, quickly got in line and received his team’s final debriefing before being sent out. The military convoy stopped right in front of the ruined first floor of the institute building where snipers took out wandering zombies from a distance. Gunfire already lit up the night sky before Shawy arrived, and now that he was in the middle of it all, he couldn’t help but waver a little. But, like the one who had teased him on the truck said, he held his head high and followed his squad as they advanced.

Bloody corpses already decorated the first floor of the institute along with dusty debris and bullet casings left behind by squads that arrived before them. Many almost retched but stomached the gore and started descending from the first floor. The entire exposed building of the institute was abandoned as the true base of operations of the company was underground. Copies of the layout had already been disseminated amongst the soldiers, letting Shawy easily follow his commanding officer as they descended.

Guts continued to scatter the institute as they went down an open stairwell, eventually leading to a more open space with hi-tech infrastructure. Eventually, the squad spotted a dead mutant, throwing all of them off before their officer calmed them down and explained the creature. Shawy would have expressed that he was having none of it, but he just kept quiet and continued through grotesque walls until they reached a floor that hadn’t been explored yet.

“Looks like we’ll be the first to delve deeper. Gunner, and medic, be on standby and prepare for bogies and casualties! Engineer, blow this door down!”

“Yes sir!”

Beyond further down, a tight steel door sealed the squad's progress, forcing them to wait as an engineer used their blowtorch to get through. And with Shawy and the squad’s gunner on standby, they expected either zombies, guards, or both to be on the other side. They wouldn’t have to wait for long, as just as the engineer was halfway through the steel door, the door was blasted open from the inside, revealing many guards waiting for the squad. A firefight quickly ensued, with Shawy jumping into action and dragging their injured engineer to cover. The gunner and many riflemen of the squad fired back to cover their medic, safely guarding Shawy as he rescued their comrade.

“Ahh… ahh… fuck… It’s- It’s only shrapnel, but it hurts like shit…”

“Burns… Don’t worry, you’ll still have all your fingers. Just stay still to not irritate any fractures that might have formed.”

Even as an inexperienced recruit, Shawy kept his head on his shoulders and treated the injured engineer. Grenades were thrown back and forth; both handheld and grenade launchers shook the tight room that both sides were fighting in. But with their bigger numbers and better equipment, Shawy’s squad was able to push the guards back by inflicting severe casualties.

“Shawy, bring our engineer back to the surface. We’ll take it from here. Oh, and if there are any surviving guards, bring some men to treat and arrest them. We need as much intelligence as we can from those working here.”

“On it, sir!”

With a spare rifleman with him, Shawy retreated to the surface with their injured engineer. And as he did so, he wondered about the guards that had been shot in their firefight. He wished that Rang was safe and had abandoned his duty and simply hid, dreading his return underground to check for any survivors. Shawy eventually descended again, now with more medics to carry any injured guards to arrest. However, all of them seemed to have died in the fight, much to everyone’s dismay. But they quickly returned to their duties, with Shawy on his way to regroup with his squad. However, just as Shawy was about to leave the hallway where the previous fight had taken place, decided to check the bodies of the dead guards one last time, inspecting their tails and removing their helmets to see if his friend was unfortunately among them.

“No, no, no… Phew… Rang, come on, get on your phone and text me back!

Many predatory races of beasts were among the dead guards, mostly compromised by wolves specifically. The abundance of wolf-shaped headgear worried Shawy but after not finding any corpses with yellow fur, he breathed a sigh of relief until he checked one last corpse.

“No… No way… It isn’t…”

The last corpse had a yellow tail and yellow fur, the same as Rang. Shawy collapsed onto his knees, eyes building in disbelief. He shook the body but no response. Then, he removed the helmet, and his worst fear became reality.

“Rang! Rang!!! No!!!”

It was none other than Rang, who had lost his life in the firefight. The heartbroken cat quickly cradled their friend’s lifeless body, breaking down and sobbing profusely until a loud scream surprised them.

“Ahhh! Fuck! It hurts!”

“Sniff… Wait, what…”

“Shawy… is that you?”

“Rang! You’re alive! Why the hell didn’t you move when I nudged you!”

Shawy was certain Rang was dead when he touched his wounds for a prolonged time. His rough gloves were pressing against Rang’s destroyed vest when he cradled him which should have irritated any wounds Rang had. But in truth, Rang was only shot in the shoulder and thigh. And In the middle of faking his death, he fell asleep, only to be woken up when his wounds were disturbed.

“You fell asleep while injured?! You could have never woken up!”

“It’s not my fault! I wanted to- cough! I wanted to avoid fighting as much as possible… Also, my shoulder and thighs burn…”

“Hold on, I think I’ll have to rip up your clothes to treat them.”

“Wait! Let’s maybe not do it in the open? There’s a key card in my back pocket. Use it to open any nearby rooms and drag me in…”

“You have a lot of faith in me to tell me to basically carry you.”

“Fine, I’ll stand…”

“No, no, no! You don’t have to stand!”

Needing proper space and a possible “operating” table, Rang suggested being treated inside a room instead and away from blood and dirt. And so Shawy did as suggested, opening a door that led to a break room and somehow dragging a 6’7 tall wolf onto a table inside.

“The break room… There should be clean water by the sink if you need any…”

“It’ll be fine. I hope you won't scream like a pussy while I treat you.”

“Oh please… You probably can't even handle me squeezing your hand.”

Now with Rang on somewhere elevated and probably uncomfortable, Shawy got to work, ripping up Rang’s clothing with his combat knife. The straps of Rang’s vest came first, then his shirt, then his pants came next. Bloody cloth fragments quickly flew off of Rang’s wounded body, making the wolf flinch as the coagulating blood was disturbed.

“Not a whimper, huh? You’re pretty good.”

“Tssk… Just… Just get on with it…”

Once everything that could get in the way of Shawy’s treatment had been removed, he got to work preparing medical supplies. Bandages, cotton, alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, tweezers, sutures, and more came out of Shawy’s medic bag. Luckily, all of Rang’s wounds were simple bullet grazing, so there was no bullet to pull out. It still hurt like hell, though, but since Rang was Shawy’s friend, he decided to play with him and completely ignore the wolf when they expressed pain with the spot they were cleaning.

“Bro! It hurts so badly!”

“Come on… Just pull through!”

“I can’t…”

Shawy eventually stopped his mischievous antics, disinfecting and stitching up the wound properly. And so while Shawy sewed up Rang’s wound, he decided to start small talk with his friend.

“Well, everything’s gone to shit now. You know what that means, right?”

“I can get the hell out of here?”

“You can get the hell out of here.”

“They took my phone, and all my stuff is still here. I swear if the army trashed the living quarters… I’m going to-”

“Woah! What the hell was that shaking?!”

“Shaking? Fuck! Don’t tell me-”

Out of nowhere, panicked shouting resounded from the outside. Shawy stood up to investigate, but Rang held him down, knowing full well what the cause of the screams was.

“Rang! I need to see if it's my squad and-”

But before Shawy could rebut, Rang stood up and opened a nearby food closet, throwing all the contents and separators onto the floor before dragging Shawy and himself inside. Just as the two got in, the shaking returned along with garbled, sinister screams of some kind of monster. Rang knew what it was, of course, as it was the mutant zombies that were the company’s final resort. There were hundreds of them currently stomping through the entire facility, flushing out every soldier that had infiltrated.

Along with the stampede, a fire seemed to have broken out. The sprinklers went off, causing all electronics to break, including the key card-operated door of the break room. But the zombies continued to cause a commotion, and leaving the closet would get the attention of the monsters, getting the two killed. So Rang hugged Shawy tight, holding a paw over the cat’s snout as he motioned to be silent.

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“Mmm… R- Rang… It’s kinda tight in here…”

“Shh… Don’t make a sound… I’ve been briefed about those things. They have microchips inside of them to avoid employees. You aren’t an employee, so leaving right now will turn you into red paste.”

“It’s still tight… And dark… Hold on, let me crack open a glow stick…”

“Uhh…”

“What’s wrong?”

“N- nothing…”

After realizing how close and intimate they were with each other, Shawy shyly broke eye contact with Rang. Never in a million years did Shawy think he’d be in a predicament where he’d be in a tight closet with his half-naked friend. Rang thought the same as well, blushing along with Shawy as they each looked in another direction.

“S- should I lose the vest for a moment? It’ll give us a bit of space.”

“Oh, o- of course.”

From having his clothes torn up for easy access to his wounds, Rang was only in his boxers and tank top. So when Shawy took off his bulky vest, he saw a tent on Rang’s underwear which he quickly commented on.

“Rang, d- do you need to pee? You’re hard…”

“No- I- I mean, yeah, I do…”

But Rang truly did not. His body had betrayed him. A canine cock was already exiting its sheath, touching lewdly against the medic’s abdomen. Rang quickly squeezed it between his thighs out of embarrassment, with Shawy looking the other way again out of surprise.

“Do you have… something to tell me, Rang?”

“I… I swear, I wasn’t turned on by how close we are!”

Yet Rang continued to lie. Shawy had already closed his eyes out of embarrassment while Rang was blushing profusely. If he was ever aroused by his friend, he didn’t want it to happen inside a closet! A wide, L-shaped couch located to their left could have sufficed, but since they were forced into the small space by force, there was nothing Rang could do to defuse the situation other than try to think of something else to kill his erection. So he thought about the rumbling still happening outside until, after a few more minutes, it stopped, with Rang cautiously opening the closet door to check on the now trashed room.

“Huh, the rumbling really fucked this room up.”

“The floor is wet?!”

“A fire must have started, causing the sprinklers to go off.”

“Do you think those monsters have passed?”

“Yeah. We can probably leave now, but we should give it a while. A while to let the army take care of them.”

“We have to get out of here as soon as possible!”

“Listen, if we find a stray monster out there, your rifle isn’t going to do shit to it.”

“...”

“Trust me. I’m not stalling for time. Here, hide in the closet again while I take a look outside.”

With the coast seemingly clear, Shawy expressed his urge to leave immediately and report back to his squad. Rang, with his employee immunity, would check for any monsters for Shawy. However, when Rang slid his keycard on the door’s reader, he got no response.

“Hey, uhh… Shawy? Come out! I need your gun.”

“Hmm? What for?”

“From whatever happened when we were in the closet, the reader stopped working. Can you shoot the reader for me?”

“I’ll probably just make things worse, but here goes nothing!”

The monsters outside had squeezed and compacted against the hallway as they rampaged through, inadvertently crushing the keycard reader at the other side of the door, exposing wires, and starting a fire. Even more so was the fact that the strong metal door had been bent inwards considerably, making the two doubt if shooting the broken reader would even let them out. They still tried it, of course, but it didn’t work, simply destroying the reader even more.

“Fuck.”

“Welp, worth the shot.”

“This is so embarrassing… But… I have a radio in my bag. I could call for help through it.”

“I hope your bag is waterproof.”

“Hehe, don’t worry, it is, unlike that shitty reader.”

Luckily, the two’s saving grace would be Shawy’s radio, located inside his waterproof medic bag. He quickly took it out, adjusted the knobs, and began radioing for help.

“~bzzt~... ~bzzt~... Hel- … lo? Remaining- ~bzzt~ units, surface now- ~bzzt~ Emergency incineration- ~bzzt~ in progress. All high profile- ~bzzt~ targets captured. ETA 3 minutes. Any- ~bzzt~ trapped personnel, seek shelter in ~bzzt~ places.”

“What the hell?! Incineration?!

“Oh dear…”

“Rang, are we going to fucking die?!”

“Okay, chill out. We’re not going to-”

“No!!! I don’t want to die!!! I- I still have my degree to finish! And my family! And Rang!”

“Calm down, it won’t reach us here! So sit your ass down and-”

“And I still need to confess to him! Rang, since we’re going to die anyways, I always kinda liked you!”

“You… What?”

“Welp, got that off my chest! See you on the other side!”

With the announcement of imminent incineration received, Shawy immediately broke down at the thought of losing it all while Rang was only moderately surprised before using the scraps of his bloody clothing to wipe the leather seat of the couch, slumping against it to rest.

“Did you really mean that?”

“Of course I did! We’re going to die anyways, so why not tell you in my last moments?!”

“You’re going to be quite disappointed in a minute. And if you’re so convinced that we’re going to die, sit next to me, will you?”

“Sure? It’s been a while since I’ve actually sat down with you…”

“Same. Watched anything interesting recently?”

“I guess? Something about making different miniature furniture from food. I might try doing it in Heaven.”

“God, you’re becoming the very thing you hate.”

“A doomer? No, we’re literally going to-”

And at that moment, the temperature of the room spiked like an oven. When Shawy felt the rapid increase in heat, he simply froze, thinking he was finally about to be incinerated. Contrarily, Rang was still calm, simply laying his head back as if relaxing in a sauna. The two did sweat like pigs for a good ten seconds, but after those few moments passed, the room cooled to its original temperature.

“Wait… We aren’t… dead? No, I’m probably hallucinating.”

“Shawy… Only if you listened to me. Every room sealed with a metal door in this facility is basically indestructible. Only the keycard readers were slept on, I guess.”

“We aren’t dead? We aren’t dead! We aren’t dead!!! Let’s go! But that means- No! Ahhh!!! Rang, I- I was only kidding! I-”

“Just… Sit down…”

“Okay…”

If Shawy listened to Rang, he wouldn’t have blurted out his feelings out of desperate panic, thinking it would be his last moments. So that medic was left speechless, cheeks red and still sweating profusely. Rang, meanwhile, simply took off his tank top to wipe off his sweat, throwing it onto the ground as he continued lying back on the couch.

“So uhh…”

“I was-”

“Will you… break ties with me now?”

“What? No, I-”

“I’m sorry for feeling this way. I thought you had the same feelings, but I guess I had the wrong hunch.”

“Fucking dumbass…”

“Yeah, I’m a dumbass… I should have-”

Once again, Shawy continued to ramble, this time about his inability to listen. However, he was stopped by Rang like the wolf had shushed them in the closet. But it wasn’t a paw this time, or a simple “Shh!”, but rather a sudden hold of their furry cheeks. An arm then wrapped around Shawy’s waist; the medic was easily pulled closer onto the guard’s lap. Shawy froze once again, now eye-to-eye with Rang. He tried to speak, but no words came out. Only quivering lips could be seen from the cat. Rang knew how to calm Shawy down and all it took was a bit of bravery from both sides.

Two lips swiftly met; Rang hugged Shawy’s head and chest into his embrace. Their bodies moved on their own, softening in each other’s hold and accepting each other’s kisses. Well, except for Shawy, of course, as his body was now frozen in love. Weak arms raised to try and return an embrace but Rang tackled Shawy onto the sofa, stretching the cat’s arms up and locking digits with them. Rang’s stitched wounds still ached as he moved, but he wouldn’t let something as trivial as pain ruin the mood. He had one chance so he took it. Tomorrow couldn’t wait; Rang wanted Shawy now.

“Mmm… Rang…”

“I- Fuck! I- I’m sorry if I got excited!”

“It’s okay… At least we both know we like each other…”

Rang then got off Shawy in a flash, now taking in what he had just done, wondering the same thoughts Shawy had while he was panicking. Would Shawy still consider him a friend? Was Shawy’s confession earlier something he gravely misheard? And would Shawy actually love him back. All these thoughts race through Rang’s mind as he [inched his forehead, reflecting on his impulse. But then, the paw he held against his forehead was taken and forced to feel soft fur. It was Shawy’s chest for he had taken off everything from the waist down, now only in his own tank top and underwear.

“I don’t know when I’ll be discharged, so I wouldn’t know when I’d be able to do this with you, so why not do it now, right? You probably couldn’t wait for a kiss like earlier.”

“Shawy, no, I wouldn’t-”

“Sure, those texts were ironic, but how about now when you have the chance? Would you still pass it up?”

“You damn slut…”

“Haha… Ah! H- Hey!”

The distressed look on Rang’s face quickly shifted to eagerness. Shawy was quite bold to be inviting Rang to do such a thing in such a place, but with them trapped for a god knows amount of time, there wouldn’t be a better way to pass the time than to explore each other. And so Rang swiftly lifted his short friend onto his lap, hand on their waist while Shawy reached for Rang’s pants to unbutton it. With his pants undone, Rang’s full erection finally poured out, immediately stretching his boxers to nudge against Shawy’s bulge.

Shawy stood on the couch momentarily, allowing Rang to pull down his underwear while Shawy did the same thing. Both of their manhood was now in full display, with Rang’s being the longest. The cat sat down again, cocks lewdly touching with their friend which they both eagerly held. Neither of them was aroused completely but just a few gentle strokes made sure they were. They did it without breaking eye contact too. The two had been waiting for a long time, fantasizing about it as a joke. But now that they were really doing it, neither would back down now.

“How lucky that I’ve only had fiber to eat for the past few days.”

“You better not regret this.”

“It’ll ache for sure, but come on, I’m in the army~ This’ll be nothing.”

“You’re acting like you’re in the army, you gay slut~”

“It’s surreal that you’d ever call me that. Sigh… You know me too well…”

The two started with simple mutual masturbation. One soft and furry paw teased the other’s cock, causing Shawy’s glans to leave the skin while Rang’s canine knot finally popped out. Pleasure was already building from the fluffy stimulation but instead of letting it peak right now, Rang held Shawy by the waist once again before straightening his cock and easing his friend’s ass onto it.

“O- oh god… So sharp…”

“You said you wouldn’t regret it?”

“I’m not… Ahh~❤️…”

Shawy hadn’t tried such a thing, not even practicing with a silicone replica of it. So when the sharp split came, Shawy gasped shakily, panting profusely as Rang slowly dug in more inches. Rang’s sizable glans were tough to tolerate, and his thick shaft was more so. But Shawy held his tongue and slowly sat down, feeling as the wolf cock traveled through his rectum. By the halfway mark, the glans had already pressed against Shawy’s prostate through the rec

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