NaChaWriMo day 9 - Anonymous (Patreon)

The brilliant thing about corruption is how easily it slips through reality. It’s much like a river, flowing through time and space, carving away at the boundaries of reality, shaping it the way it wants, and widening the river. The more corruption there is, the more the river strengthens its rush of water until anyone in the way is swept off their feet to go along with the ride.

This corruption river analogy can also be said to how much cum a purple Arcanine can gush from his massive doggy cock,

“Hey dude, you alright?”

Jackson was absolutely alright. In fact, he could say he was having the best time of his life while at the house party. The soda dispenser had vanished for some reason and was found outside in the backyard in the centre of a circle of wet concrete. The dispenser, however, hadn’t been opened like the large wet spot would have led people to believe. That being said, surprisingly no one questioned it.

Once the soda had been found, it was set back up in the kitchen and everyone was getting a cup for it. Jackson was the first to get a sip of the sweet cola he got, only to be hit with a wave of incredible sensations. His cock stood up in his shorts, and it felt incredible while it rubbed up against the fabric. He nearly orgasmed right there if his friend hadn’t asked him if he was alright,

“Y-yeah~” Jackson sputtered, taking another sip of his nectar of the gods, “have you…tried this? This is like…this stuff is so good.”

“Yeah, I just had a little. I mean, you know me, I don’t really drink carbonated stuff like that. Y’know, I’ve heard that the beverage companies who make that stuff are all…”

Jackson’s mind fazed out again. He could feel his cock throbbing down his shorts leg, thickening and gushing a few shots of precum. He felt like he should be embarrassed, but the sensation of how good it felt was too much. He just…let it do whatever it was doing to his body.

Another boy in the kitchen started thrusting their thick bulge against another dude, who began panting at the sensation. People began to rub their bulges more, letting out feral-sounding moans through their teeth. The thick scent of sex started to waft up from the people who had the most amount of soda. Precum was starting to dribble out from people’s pants,

“Hey dude? I think something’s happening over by the-”

The voice of Jackson’s friend made him wake up again, but things were different. His heart and mind were different. Not completely and fully changed, but just a little different. He didn’t feel the sense of shame he would usually feel if his pants dropped in public. He didn’t feel iffy or uncomfortable around certain kinds of sex. His static views of sexuality shattered, his pride swelled higher to unbridled heights, and his heart filled with unwavering love and pleasure.

And so, Jackson pushed his friend into a deep, passionate kiss. His cock poked completely out of his shorts, pushing into Jackson’s jeans. With a power unknown to anyone at the party, Jackson’s friend’s jeans undid themselves, revealing his grey underwear,

“Y-yo! What the hell are you- get off me!” his friend stammered, pushing at Jackson’s advancements. Jackson only gave him a big, genuine smile, with large, bright, corrupt eyes,

“I love you!” he panted, orange dog ears appearing at the top of his head as his shorts were whisked away from his waist, his long-knotted cock growing into the bottom of his friend’s shirt. People all around them were beginning to transform, growing wagging tails and fatter cocks, all of them canine in nature. Jackson’s eyes became large and emotion-filled, glimmering orange and yellow like flames of desire.

Jackson’s friend froze when Jackson confessed his love to him. He had only taken a little sip of the corrupt, cum-filled soda that tainted the party, but those words kickstarted the little corruption he had, spreading like a wildfire through his body and out his mouth,

“I-I love you too!” he said, his chest fluffing up and becoming grey. The two of them had fallen to the living room couch, with Jackson on top of his friend. Jackson’s long, two-foot cock was surging through his friend’s shirt, soon popping up against his chin. The scent was too powerful to ignore as he stuffed his mouth full of his topping friend’s cock tip.

Orange and yellow fur grew on Jackson’s naked body, whose clothes had vanished as fast as his shorts had. The same happened to his friend, who was now thrusting his own growing knotted cock up behind Jackson’s thick fluffy tail. Jackson growled happily as he immediately pushed the fat cock deep inside his warm tailhole, cumming hard into the transforming mightyena’s muzzle. The two dog pokemon, a happy arcanine and the loving mightyena, rutted and mated deeply and passionately until the two were spewing cum to coat all the other dog’s fur in a thick coating.

Everyone was transforming into happy, cumming dogs with no survivors. Even the humans who had stayed far away from the soda and ran as soon as tails began to sprout didn’t last. The ones who were running felt their bodies swell up with growing happiness, their cocks slipping quickly out of their pants and their tails swishing faster and faster, it didn’t take long at all for all of them to cum their humanity away, their minds doing a full wash of all things negative and human-like. All they needed was the will to make happy barks, wag, and cum very very hard, with their very, very hard permanent erections.

…Meanwhile, a much larger arcanine watches from outside reality, corruption swimming through their soft purple fur, space and time bending at their paws as they masturbated at the growing doggy kennel. It wouldn’t take long at all until the dogs would look for more humans to stuff their knots into, to cum into everything they see, and to corrupt the world within less than three days.

And just like that, another universe is brought into the loving, warm embrace of corruption~