A Goo Tail Part 1

“You sure that’s her?” Randal whispered to his partner, a broad man with enough muscles that people didn’t blink when he introduced himself as Bear.

“That’s her. Look at how she's fidgeting.” Bear rumbled. “Recognize that little tick anywhere.”

Both their eyes rested on a woman who concealed most of her body beneath a thick black cloak. The brim of her wide hat hid her face from their viewpoint. A slim fingered hand extended from the folds, twirling short silver rod with an unconscious grace. She’d just stepped into line at the money changer’s stall and now waited behind two other patrons. Bear and Randal had been sipping coffee beneath an awning that extended from the vendor’s cart. The market was still filling up. The bell had rung out a few minutes ago.

With a nod to each other, both men took a last sip of their coffees and stood.

“Later,” Bear said, put on his hat and strode casually away in the opposite direction of their quarry. He strolled among the merchants, nodding at their invitations to examine their goods, hand casually resting on the hilt of his dagger. In less than two minutes he stepped out from among the stalls into the open space, in front of the money changer and the guards. Bear didn’t worry about them, they wouldn’t interfere. Randal already stood behind their quarry, average height, slim build, with shaggy brown hair. Nobody looked at him twice and that's why he made such a perfect partner in this business.

Bear allowed himself a little swagger, watching the nervous twirling of the silver metal. The lip of her hat tilted and her dark gem bright eyes met his. The wand stopped and those eyes narrowed.

“Hyia Lizet,” Bear grinned, lifting his hand away from his dagger. “Long time no see.”

She clucked her tongue and sucked in a breath. “I could do it for a bit longer personally.”

“It's nothing personal hon,” Bear practically purred, “Why don’t you come have a drink with me and we can discuss your… predicament.”

The grip on her little stick tightened. That’s it. Cast your spell at me. Bear thought.

Instead, she laughed, “For old times' sake Bear, I’ll give you one chance to turn that overly muscled ass around and forget you saw me. Otherwise, I’m going to stick something up it.”

“Hard way it is then!” Bear grabbed for his dagger, as Randal pulled a sparking cudgel from the depths of his jacket and swung it at Lizet’s back. An instant before it connected, she disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

“Shite!” Bear whirled. Eschewing subtlety, he reached across his hips and drew his sword, spotting her running through the market stalls. Bowing his head, he charged into the crowd and heaven help anyone who got in his way.

“Keep on her! I’ll try to cut her off,” Randal shouted in his direction.

Bear thought of the money as he barreled down the aisles of the market. It was a struggle to keep her in sight, since when could a mage run so fast? He thought he lost her, then spotted the cloak billowing around a corner and down an alley. Vaulting over a cart, he took a shortcut through the vendor space, ignoring the shouted protests.

There! Lizet hunched by a door in the corner. As he ran, he drew his anti-magic dagger and prepared to drive it into her shoulder.

“Iritus a hoosald!”

Bear heard the words and instantly felt as if he were encased in iron. The only thing he could move were his eyes. Before them, the cloak disappeared. An illusion!

“Bear, Bear, Bear,” Lizet’s chided softly from somewhere behind him. “You never were one to look before you leap. Or really assess whether or not a bounty is really worth the money.”

“Grrrk!” Bear tensed his body, flexing all his many muscles but to no avail. The magic held him fast.

“I admit to being a little hurt. We had something, you and I.” She stepped out into Bear’s cone of vision, a sultry smile on her face. Her cloak hung open, revealing a purple bodice with a plunging neckline that guided the gaze down to her tightly held breasts. He remembered the shape of her body beneath those clothes, the electric taste of her lips on his and how she made him whimper at night. The spell even restrained his cock as it tingled with arousal.

“Silly of me, I know.” Reaching out, she traced her finger over the emblem of Bear’s name sake molded into his chest plate. “I’m just really more into felines than ursines.”

Then her face split into a manic grin. “Back there, I promised you something for this trouble.” Madness sparkled in the depths of her eyes as she tapped her palm with her wand. A soft pop of displaced air sounded, and a small glob of bright blue jelly appeared in her hand. Tiny cat ear shaped nubs protruded from its top, and a thin feline tail lashed behind it. Slightly darker blue ovals marked the creature’s eyes as stared curiously up at Bear.

“Mewp?!” It squirked.

“Rather cute for forbidden magic, isn’t it?” Lizet asked, “I’ll let you keep this one. You’ll enjoy each other.”

“Mmmph!” Bear protested as Lizet peeled back the waistband of his pants with her wand. The little creature mewed happily as it jumped into the depths. He felt its warm slickness slide over his restrained cock. In a burst of pure panic, Bear heaved against the magical bonds and this time they shattered.

Bear bellowed, “Lizet! I’m gonna-” But only took one menacing step toward the witch, before the little thing had squirmed between his legs and pressed itself up against his puckered back door.

He dropped his dagger. He dropped his sword. All in favor of making a mad grab for the thing in his pants. Not fast enough. Before Bear even got fingers past his waistband, the thing slid up into his rear cavity and expanded like a balloon. The sudden stretch of his inner walls made Bear gasp as pleasure hammered his brain.

Lizet giggled as she backed away from him. “See you later Bear.”

He didn’t even see her slip back into the crowd, too concerned trying to get that little monster out of his asshole. His fingers closed around a thin string of goo, the tail of the creature and jerked hard.

A bomb of pleasure knocked him to his knees. “Ah! Ffffuck!” He breathed, finding himself beyond rock hard, his cock practically vibrating with arousal.

“Bear!” He heard Randal shout.

At the thought of his partner seeing him so compromised, Bear lurched up to his feet. “I’m fine,” He squeaked, turning round to see the concern plastered on Randal’s face as he looked him up and down.

“Sorry I lost you both. Did she, uh, nail you in the balls or something?” He asked.

“Something like thaaaaAAAA!” The word pitched up into a scream as the creature began to squirm, raking little nubby paws across an electric spot right behind his dick. Bear’s legs wobbled, and he fell against the wall, his hands making little uncoordinated grabby motions.

“What’s wrong?” Randal asked.

“In. P-pants,” Bear’s breath hitched as the pressure continued to ramp up.

Randal raised one eyebrow, spotting the tent in Bear’s pants that poked out the side of the leather cod piece. “That… doesn’t look like an injury, Bear.”

“Other… Side, Ah! Ah! Ah!” Bear writhed as the goo inside thrusted up against the rear of his cock, edging him further towards orgasm. He fought to hold it in.

“This better not be like that time in the capital. Not really the place for it.” Randal’s nimble hands swiftly undid Bear’s belt and roughly shoved his pants down his thighs. As soon as the air kissed Bear’s cock he came with a soft, “Oh Gods!” A thick milky fluid sprang from the tip, splattering all over Randal’s face and neck.

His brown eyes went wide, he sprang away belatedly. The smaller man roared his mortification, “Beeeeaaaar!”

The shout barely registered in Bear’s mind, as the expected relief did not come. Instead, the warm slickness of the goo creature rushed down into his balls and pulled them up into his body. The goo had escaped his rectum and now moved within his innards, twisting them around. He toppled forward, landing on knees and elbows with his butt thrust up into the air. A thin blue jelly tail protruding from between his ass cheeks. The shiny bright blue of the goo had spread out from the crack and up his spine.

“What in the Gods name was that-” Randal froze halfway through wiping off his face to stare at the short tail that waved in the air and lashed back and forth. He only moved again when Bear reached out to grip the toe of Randal’s boot.

“Get it out! Please Rand. Please.” Bear begged, mind reeling from the sensation of flows of warm jelly moving around inside him.

“I told you taking a bounty on your ex was a bad idea Bear. Hang on.” Randal pulled a leather glove from a hip pouch, and shoved his hand into it. With a muttered prayer he stepped around to Bear’s backside and seized the tail.

A shudder passed through Bear’s body and his breath caught as he felt all five of Randal’s fingers grip the gooey appendage. Bear felt them, the texture of the leather against the slick skin. Randal pulled, the glove slipped along the tail’s length and the sensation slammed into Bear’s mind and he moaned as stars filled his vision. The tail snapped free of the glove and ecstasy detonated in his loins leaving him momentarily stunned and breathless.

“Oh whatever it is, its real slippery. Hang on, let me get a better grip,” Randal said, putting on a second glove.

“Wah?” Bear blinked, unsure what was happening until Randal grabbed hold of the tail with both hands and yanked. The tail stretched two feet longer and thinned to the width of twine. At first Bear felt only a forceful pull on his lower innards, then a creeping radiation of pleasure as the tail slid between Randal’s fingers.

“Dammit its slippery,” Randal grunted, letting go with one hand to regrab the tail near where it protruded out of Bear’s bulging candy blue hole. Yet, his renewed grip only slid along the tails length. He tried again and again, hand over hand, as if trying to pull up a rope, but unable to muster the grip to actually yank the thing out of his friend whose ecstatic moans were growing louder.

Bear perceived the alien touch of Randal’s gloves as if the rogue stroked his cock, a cock that had grown three feet long and tripled in sensitivity. Each pull fueled the pleasurable furnace within his hips. He dug his nails into the dirt of the alley, were he capable of words, he would swear his insides were melting.

Nor would he be entirely wrong, but molded was the better description. Already slick shining blue skin covered the place where his balls had been. Now that space directly behind his erect rod swelled outward in two parallel mounds. They trembled as the flesh between them separated and clear fluid leaked through the feminine slit. The anchor of the tail moved upwards, budding out of Bear’s anus. Through the semi transparent flesh, the lumpy shape of his uncoiling coccyx could be seen threading into the tail’s base.

Randal movements grew increasingly frenzied as the tail grew ever slicker, until it escaped his hands with a snap! Bear’s body spasmed as a very different sort of orgasm rushed through him. A cascade of pleasure that radiated through every inch of his being. It triggered gushes of fluid from both his cock and brand new pussy. Every ounce of strength left him. Bear collapsed onto the ground. The tail, which had returned to its original length but gained a good four inches of girth, slumped as well.

Bear could do nothing but breath for several long minutes before he whispered, “Did you get it? Is it out?”

Randal gave a nervous laugh. “Uuuh, why don’t you pull up your pants Bear and let me buy you a drink?”