Faun Glide

"The instructions should have been more clear" Julian thought, thinking about the bottle of lube he had picked up. It seemed to have been a rebrand of an existing one for Halloween, the name now "Faun Glide". "For sex-crazed bottoms with fur" The package said. The image of a hairy man with goat legs accompanied the text, displaying a cartoonishly sized tool hanging from their groin and a puddle of precum forming at their feet. Looking down at himself now, Julian realized he must about look the same.

Julian couldn't have helped it but love the wrap on the bottle when he first saw it. After all, he did have a little bit of hair down there. Surely that's what the bottle's phrase meant by "Bottoms with fur".

Julian had used the lube the first chance he could on his next hookup. It seemed to do its job well, barely any was needed. It was one of the best fucks he'd had in a while too. He wasn't sure if it was the substance, but he felt his mind going primal, barely able to think about anything other than the cock going into him. He felt much more precum streaming down his cock than what he was used to, and when he shot, he was in heaven for a good thirty seconds.

When Julian woke up the next day, he wanted more, reliving the night over and over in his head. He could hardly focus at work, constantly staring off into the distance with a permanent hard-on in his shorts. His rear felt much more sensitive as he moved, electric shocks sent from its depths with his slightest shift in weight. It was extrasensory, as if thousands of tiny nerves had suddenly formed there, amplifying the sensations.

Julian had already lined up a hookup before he got home, hopping in the shower immediately to prepare. He barely got a look in the mirror, but something didn't sit right with his image. Surely his bottom wasn't this hairy before?

Julian shrugged it off, too preoccupied rushing to get himself clean. He couldn't help but feel himself growing excited for the night. His member grew stiff in front of him, much more red and swollen than he was used to. He finally finished, drying himself off.

Julian's newly sensitive rear tightened at the sensation of the towel dragging against its soft surface. He couldn't help but grunt, feeling a wet bead of precum release from the tip of his cock. He didn't think about it as he hopped onto the bed with his front door unlocked, waiting for his suitor.

Julian didn't know how long he waited, his mind growing numb with arousal before he heard a voice from behind him.

"Fuck, you got a nice furry ass"

Julian didn't have much time to think about the comment before a face immediately landed on his peach, a wet tongue dragging into the crevice. Julian's body shuddered as the muscle pulled at his hair. He could feel it now, a damp furry mat between his cheeks, hands trapping hair under Julian's thick glutes. Julian started to moan, his mind taken by pleasure, unable to consider the changes he felt on his body.

The top finally moved off it, grabbing the lube Julian had left there and applying a generous dose onto their cock. In seconds Julian felt himself being skewered, his body relaxing to let himself be taken by the man behind him. He moaned as the glorious sensation of being fucked flooded his system, waves of pleasure radiating from his hole. He could feel the splatter of precum on his midriff as his lengthened cock swung back and forth underneath him, making the experience that much more exhilarating.

Julian came twice by the time his hookup had finished, only to be left alone in the bed to soak with the streams of cum underneath him. It wasn't enough. Julian didn't know why, but each orgasm hadn't been as satisfying as the one before. He wanted more. Julian felt his tip still dripping, his prostate sore and swollen, a damp spot forming below him.

Julian finally got enough courage to look down at his body. His eyes followed the new trail of hair that started on his chest, descending to a thick bush at his groin that did little to hide the massive meat that swung below it. He couldn't stop himself from leaking, watching helplessly as a puddle slowly spread out from his constant stream. His legs were covered in what he could only describe as fur, his skin completely hidden by the dark tendrils that wrapped his entire lower half. It was dense enough that he could drag his fingers through it, the tickling sensation sending erotic shocks into his head that made him shiver.

The image on the lube came back to Julian from the sight of his own body. So did the motto. "For sex-crazed bottoms with fur". He must have looked the same.

Julian was horrified by his changes, but another feeling drove that thought away as a horny rush flooded his system. Julian didn't think any long as he pulled out his phone, searching his apps for anyone to come fuck him. He didn't care about his state. He just wanted more.