This choice: Revenge is too sweet for Tyler to pass it up. • Go Back...Chapter #6Revenge is too sweet for Tyler to pass it up. by: Cantstopgrowing   It was a tremendously difficult decision, one that paralysed Tyler. The wolf had always been a source of lust, but for the first time he was fully conscious of it. He stared as Fang scowled, trying in vain to fit the enormous G-string around his hulking black chest. What would Tyler do with the wolf once he got his hands on him? What could he have the wolf do to him? It was something he had never really considered in detail before, but he formulating some ideas. Would he really enjoy that? His cock seemed to think it would as it strained against his underwear.
“Excuse me Sir, can I help you?” A nervous shop assistant asked the half-naked wolf, interrupting Tyler’s internal dialogue. She was a thin, reasonably tall cat who was doing her best to appear both professional as she looked up at the monstrous wolf.
“Yeah, do you have anything like this, but bigger?” The wolf asked of his own volition as he practically tossed the bikini top at her. In an impressive display of dexterity, she lashed out and caught the fabric before it hit her in the face.
“I’m afraid we don’t, sir. You see, we have a very… specific clientele…”
“That’s not good enough.” The wolf snapped. “You haven’t even bothered checking out back, or anything. I want that, but I can’t fucking fit into it. So are you going to fix this, or are you just going to make excuses and be fucking useless?”
Tyler scowled at the wolf as his impulses faded. What an ugly, detestable asshole.
The cat was visibly resisting a tremble. “Sir, please calm down. We cater exclusively in women’s wear and lingerie. Our products aren’t designed to be versatile enough…”
“I’m not a fucking women and I want that!” Fang practically shouted as he pointed at the bikini. The cat cowered at his outburst, clearly overwhelmed by such an aggressive, intimidating and apparently deranged customer.
‘Drop the attitude and be friendlier to the assistant.’ Tyler concentrated the thought at fang.
The black wolf eyed the shop assistant angrily for a moment before shifting his massive frame, eying her whole body. “So what time is your shift done babe?” he inquired through a cocky grin.
The cat opened her eyes wide. Tyler palmed his face.
“I… I’m not… that’s none of your concern sir. I’m going to have to ask you to leave please.” The cat said firmly.
Fang chuckled. “I know your type. Most chicks dream of getting my attention, but some just don’t know how to handle it once it’s theirs. You’re freaking out because you’re a deer caught in headlights, aren’t you puss? Well, I like that. I like having that sort of power.”
Tyler stared wide eyed. Surely the wolf was parodying himself? He couldn’t have been serious. The cat stood paralysed as the black wolf shifted his frame slightly, flexing the naked torso that towered above her.
“Ok sir… if I…”
“Fang.” The wolf interrupted smugly.
“Ok… Fang… If I… I’m Amanda, by the way.”
Tyler stood frozen. What the hell? The wolf’s brazen and piggish comments didn’t seriously work did they?
Amanda composed herself. “If I tell you when I finish and meet up with you, will you please leave the store immediately?”
Tyler shook his head in disbelief. What was wrong with this woman? Did she have no self-respect at all?
The wolf gave a big bassy chuckle as he shook his head. “Nah babe, I still want my lacy two-piece. There’s no reason why I can’t have you both is there? “ he asked flirtatiously.
“Yeah, there’s one I can think of.” The cat replied uncertainly. “We don’t have anything broad enough to get its way around your broad chest.”
Tyler scowled. This wasn’t fun anymore. He wanted to get this over with.
“The bikini will fit Fang if he stretches it.’ Tyler thought, concentrating on the bikini top. Would that work? It seemed unlikely that he could bend physics like that. But then again, it seemed unlikely he could control the wolf with his thoughts.
'Try to put the bikini on again. It will fit if you stretch it'. Tyler thought at the wolf.
Fang was sneering as he played idly with his chest. “Broad? Nah, broad is something you’d say about an above average, regular person. I’m more titanic.” He said cheekily. He eyed the bikini in the cat’s hand again. “Hey, I think I can make it fit if I really want to.” He said as he snatched it from the assistant.
“No!” the cat cried out. The wolf ignored her as he turned to face the mirror, wrapping the thin cords around him. “If you stretch it then you’ll have to pay for it Fang!” Amanda warned, before staring open mouthed at the wolf’s thick back muscles.
He wrapped the bikini almost all the way around his chest, but his hulking limbs were somewhat muscle-bound, restricting his ability to tie the lace behind him. “Can you do me up please babe?” he rumbled.
The cat looked awestruck by the effort that the bikini was putting in. She stepped forward, and reaching up, tied the strap for the wolf. Fang grunted in approval as he stared at himself in the mirror. “Yeah, that’s the shit right there. See? You know how to get things done once you’re told."
Tyler was elated that his wish had worked. So he can do more than just control the wolf.
“I’m just going to try these on too.” Fang said as he grabbed the bottom half of the two piece ensemble, and immediately made his way to the dressing room. Tyler smiled. He didn’t have to guide the wolf at all. He really, genuinely wanted to wear the swimsuit as if it were perfectly normal. Fang wasn’t shaking out of it and waking up to his actions at all.
Tyler looked at the tiny panties in the wolf’s hand. You will fit fang too.
The assistant sheepishly followed the wolf towards the booth, clearly restraining a protest. Tyler crept up behind the rows of hanging clothes to get a good look at the wolf as he closed the curtain on the booth. The wolf was huge, his head almost touching the ceiling above him. So his head and neck were clearly visible above the curtain, and Tyler could make out his every action.
The wolf smiled triumphantly once he had the panties on, and turned to leave the booth.
Tyler’s heart stopped when the wolf slid the curtain and revealed himself. His eyes were wide as he stared directly at his groin. The panties fit, but they acted in much the same way you would have expected a piece of bailing twine to in the same situation. The elastic rim rode low on the black wolf’s hips, bowing as it wrapped around the front. It hugged only the base of the wolf’s massive and thick sheath, the midpiece only acting to part the wolf’s enormous balls as it dug into his scrotum.
Nothing was left to the imagination. Not that once could easily imagine something so… monsterous. Tyler felt a surge of desire again as he took the sight in. Perhaps it was the fuzzy sheath and scrotum that made the wolf’s package appear larger than it really was. But Tyler could never have dreamed an image of the flesh that stood in front of him. Fang always had a noticeable bulge, but this was something else.
The cat stared at the same thing as Tyler, and was giving a similarly shocked response.
“I’ll take it.” The wolf said proudly, thrusting his hips as he enjoyed the cat’s attention.
Amanda shook her head, knocking herself out of her stupor. “You can’t go out wearing that!” she cried.
The wolf laughed. “Ain’t no one who can tell me what to do babe. This is perfect, just what I was looking for. You’ve done well, haven’t you? You should be proud of yourself. I know I am.” He turned to the mirror and flexed his frame, his groin spilling everywhere.
“Fine!” the cat said nervously. “Just go up and pay for it and leave the store please!”
The wolf laughed, shaking his head slowly. He never took his eyes off his reflection. “Nah, the deal was that you’d tell me when you finished before I left, remember babe?”
“I finish at 7. When the shop closes. If you want to meet up then wait for me then OUTSIDE.” The cat clearly stipulated. “But for now, pay and leave!”
The wolf did just that a few minutes later, once he was absolutely, beyond doubt sure that he approved of his own reflection. The shopkeepers and patrons were all pointedly not looking at fang as he paid for his clothes, the reaction only seeming to reinforce his sense of smug power.
He left his shirt and shorts behind him as he exited the store, holding his wallet in his hand. Tyler followed suit. Wide eyes were the absolute least of reactions the wolf got as he strutted confidently though and into the crowd. Some pointed; others commented to themselves, others commented to the wolf. None of them were positive. Some women screamed and turned away, others froze in shock. Ok, Tyler thought. Now this was getting funny again.
But a thought occurred to him as his gaze trailed the practically naked wolf, flowing from the broad back down the deep spinal ridge to his toned ass and thighs, down the bulging calves and into the thick, powerful paws that spread wide as they bore his titanic mass. Tyler swallowed. How awesome would it be if the wolf was even bigger? If he grew even wider and burst out of his tight, almost invisible bikini? How would that look? How would the crowd respond to such a sight?
Tyler’s pants were practically bursting at the thought. It seemed like a good idea, but it was just one of many that were racing through his mind.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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