of 1 5 “Take your clothes off.” “Don’t talk.” “Face the wall.” Simón held Rosa’s hands against the wall. He was slightly shorter than Rosa and his lips met Rosa’s neck from behind. Rosa complied completely as Simón stroked down his body. “Do something about this...” he scratched down Rosa’s ribs, “...color.” Rosa complied. His skin shifted in place as his fur replaced his flesh. Then a new flesh appeared, a pale white that glowed pink under the candlelight. Simón kissed Rosa’s neck, sucking at the taut muscle. He bit in slightly. Simón made soft moans as he pulled off of the bite. A trail of drool followed from the bright pink bruise to Simón’s parted lips. He moved Rosa’s long black hair out of the way, throwing it over his opposite shoulder. He grabbed Rosa’s muscled breast, squeezing, he ran over his pierced nipple and took hold of it. Simón crushed it between his fingers but Rosa’s face showed no emotions. Simón rolled Rosa’s piercing in between his fingers. “Are you already prepared?” Simón moaned into Rosa’s neck. His dick was hard between Rosa’s asscheeks. Rosa nodded. “Good, you’re mine.” Simón pushed him against the wall harder. Both of Rosa’s hands were above his head, held by Simón’s tight grip. Rosa turned his head toward his assailant, “I don’t belong to anyone.” “I told you not to talk, I don’t like your voice.” Simón squeezed and pulled Rosa’s nipple. No reaction. Rosa faced the wall again. He readjusted his legs to be in a better position for Simón. His nipple was released and the bells on the tiny chain piercing made a faint jingle. He heard Simón spit before he felt him rub his cock against his crack. of 2 5 Simón let out a small grunt as he entered Rosa. Rosa was silent. Simon grabbed Rosa’s hip and pulled him closer. Even putting it all in didn’t make Rosa wince. Simón pushed on Rosa’s back, shoving him against the wall even more. His face laid against the wood and he could barely see Simón in his peripheral. Simón thrust in him hard, holding his hips tightly. The only one moaning was Simón. Rosa knew he wasn’t supposed to make any noises. He let his body be used completely. “I’m done.” Simón pulled away. Rosa’s hands were freed. He cracked his knuckles and reached down to his ass, “You didn’t finish?” “Get your clothes and leave.” Simón moved to the sofa. Rosa raised his eyebrows, “Did I do it badly?” He followed Simón. “No.” Simón grabbed his forehead as he sat down. “I just don’t like you.” When he took his hand from his face he looked over at Rosa and saw his friend. “No. Don’t turn into Gaspar tonight.” Simón sighed. Rosa sat down next to Simón, still turned into the man Gaspar. “You’re not the correct height.” Simón blushed as Rosa got closer to him. “It’s tiring to add too much mass...” Rosa wrapped around Simón, he kissed Simón’s cheek, “Can we cuddle in bed? I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.” Simón kissed the faux Gaspar’s lips, “You can’t match his voice either, it’s sickening.” Simón’s tongue flitted over his lips. “His dick either... I’ve never seen it.” Rosa pushed at Simón as he kissed into him. “Indeed...” Simón moaned. “Yours is way bigger...” of 3 5 “How big is his?” Rosa spoke low as he kissed over Simón’s blond covered chest. “A little longer than my hand.” Simón wrapped his hand around Rosa’s soft dick. Rosa nodded as he moaned and licked and kissed Simón’s neck and chest. Rosa’s dick hardened in Simón’s hand, it only grew to the size he requested. Simón gave a little laugh, “It’s hilarious when you do that...” Rosa brought his face to Simón’s, “You should see when I turn into a girl,” his pale white face and brown eyes locked into Simón before he fell into a deep kiss. Rosa pushed over Simón. The two of them laid on the sofa moaning and breathing heavily. “Hah, you weigh nothing.” Rosa nodded at Simón’s obvious statement. Simón started to tear up, “Only cuddling.” He breathed heavily into Rosa’s mouth as they made out more. Rosa stood up, releasing Simón from his barrage of kisses. Simón panted, wiped his mouth off, and pushed at his dick which threatened him with another erection. “Only cuddling.” Rosa pulled his lips in his best attempt at a smile. He followed Simón to the bed and climbed over him. Simón reached over and held Rosa’s assumed face, stroking his jaw. “Do you just stare and study people? That’s creepy...” before Rosa could attempt to answer he was kissed. Simón licked his lips, “Rather than Gaspar... could you turn into someone you’ve never seen?” Rosa’s expressions were empty, “How could I turn into someone I haven’t seen?” Simón blushed and pointed at the large portrait across the room. He whispered in Rosa’s ear. “I’m not comfortable with that... it seems wrong.” of 4 5 “Isn’t sex with a man wrong enough? Just do it.” Simón rolled his finger down Rosa’s chest. “I just want to see it, just the face.” Rosa grimaced for a short second and got out of bed with a deep sigh. Simón watched the nude muscular body walk across the room. His heart raced as he watched Rosa’s muscular ass rise and fall in his well-trained feminine gait. It wasn’t like Gaspar’s strut, but it was attractive nonetheless. After a few long seconds, Rosa let out another sigh. He walked back still wearing Gaspar’s face. “So? Can you do it? From a portrait?” Simón touched his face gently. “One more kiss before I do something so strange.” Rosa demanded. He wrapped his arm around Simón’s neck and brought him in for another deep kiss. Rosa shifted once more, back to his black fur covered face and then to another light colored body. He’d transformed into Simón for a split second before transforming into the new face. Simón breathed deeply, he closed his eyes and took Rosa’s new lips into his mouth. He ran his hand through Rosa’s short blond hair. Simón pushed against Rosa, driving him backward into the plush bed. “I’m not comfortable. This is not all right, Simón.” Rosa cried in his normal voice. His face was still emotionless. “You wanted to fuck earlier, this is how I want you.” Simón kissed into Rosa more. He pushed on Rosa’s smaller chest with similar blond hair to his own. “Spread your legs and don’t talk, I hate your voice...” “This is gross...” Rosa’s green eyes darted away. He complied. He spread his legs and lifted his ass into Simón’s lap while Simón stroked himself. “Quiet now. You can moan if you want, it doesn’t bother me.” “Do I have to face you? Can I bend over?” Simón spit onto his dick and rubbed it in, “Why go through the effort if you’re not going to look at me with that face?” He slipped it in. of 5 5 Rosa didn’t make any noises while Simón was on top of him. He held his arms over Simón’s shoulders and watched him grunt and thrust into him. Simón’s concentrated expression turned to a sultry melancholy when Rosa locked eyes with him. They’s kiss despite Rosa’s reluctance. Simón quickly came inside Rosa, thrusting deeply in him. His tongue wrestled in Rosa’s mouth. “Are you done? Can I stop this?” Rosa wore a small frown. He was pale and his skin was delicate and his hair fell in his face. Simón gave him a small kiss on the cheek and stroked through the blond hair one last time. His chest heaved. “I love you” spilled out of his mouth in the quietest moan. Simón stayed on top of Rosa for a little while, until he softened inside him. Then he pulled out. He ran his hand through his sweaty hair, stretching over Rosa. His joints made light noises as he groaned, “Ok I’m done. We can cuddle.” Rosa turned into Gaspar as quickly as he could. He sighed as he pulled Simón into a deep hug and pulled the layers of blankets over them. Simón smiled his usual pompous smile as he ran his face over Rosa’s hairy chest. He laughed to himself, “That was disgusting, you’re right.” Rosa didn’t reply. Simón inhaled Rosa’s unscented armpits. He licked the hair under Rosa’s arms before Rosa pulled him tighter in the hug. Simón stilled and was quickly readying to sleep. Rosa laid his head flat on the pillows. “Please don’t say that again. I could hear you...” Rosa closed his eyes and he fell asleep disguised as Gaspar for the aging duke as usual.