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Edgar heard Emz giggling behind the camera as he emptied the bottle of a strange liquid he was given. She mentioned earlier that she stole it from Byrons shop when she was out with her friends. A shiver went down Edgar’s spine as the tart elixir reached his throat, but he kept cool in need to impress Emz. He liked her for a while now and would do any weird shit she challenged him to do, so she can record and then post it on TikTok to gain followers. 

As Edgar finished the drink, he heard Emz laugh softly and whisper —This is gonna get so much wiews!— she then added loudly —what if you turn into a cat from this Edgar?!— She laughed again and squealed as the boy threw the bottle against the gray concrete, making it shatter into pieces. — Then you’re gonna have to record some more!— he yelled and laughed. Emz then put her phone into her pocket, making Edgar know that she stopped recording. — I’m gonna have to go Edgar, I promised my friend Janet  that I’m gonna go to the mall with her today~!— Edgars face turned gloomy; he hoped to spend more time with his crush. — Yeah. Alraight, see ya then. — he faked a smile and watched Emz walk away, her purse swinging on the sides. Edgar then turned away and headed back to his house. He promised himself he would take a nap to lighten up his mood after the shitty attempt at impressing Emz again. So as soon as he entered the empty apartment he went straight to his room and threw himself on the bed, falling asleep instantly.

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— shiiii…. — Edgar yawned and rubbed his eyes. From the golden hues coming from his window he guessed that it must be around 8 pm right now. The boy raised his hand to scratch his head when he touched something fluffy. —What the fuck?— he whispered and took his phone to look at himself in the camera. —WHAT THE FUCK?!— Edgar gasped after he lied his eyes upon a par of black fluffy cat ears on his head. — oh shit. Tf I’m supposed to do now..? — Edgar asked himself quietly and after a moment of hesitation he texted his Chinese homie Fang.

Hey bro

sup Edgar how ya doin?

about that,, can I come over rq?? It’s lowkey important

yh sure im home

aight ima be at your place in 10 minutes

Edgar had put on a gray hoodie, and made sure his cat ears were invisible due to the hood. He then made sure his tail was hid under the hoodie and left the house after putting his sneakers on. 

The emo boy knocked on the door, his hands shaking slightly. 
— oh Edgar, sup bro come in.—  Fang greeted him and stepped back to let Edgar in. They then went to the Chinese guy’s bedroom. —Sooo what happened kid?— Edgar looked at the older guy angrily. Fang liked to mention and make fun of the fact that while he was 21, Edgar was only 16. The emo boy sighed then. — Fang. This is serious.— the Chinese guy smirked. —Well it can’t be that ba..— his smile dropped after seeing a pair of fluffy cat ears and a black tail. —  Do you know some kind of potion to reserve this..? It’s humiliating to ask anyone else, and I think it was the weird liquid I drank earlier, u saw the video on Emzs account right?…— Edgar stared down, visibly uncomfortable. The older guy stood up from the bed and walked up to him. He then grabbed Edgar’s chin and made him look up at him. — Hey bro, it’s gonna be fine. Don’t dramatize like a girl.— the younger boy looked away, visibly embarrassed. — well uh. It’s not only that, so well, when cats go in heat right…? I’m just feeling so hot and sweaty right now and uh…I got a boner. Fang oh my god I think I’m in heat it’s so overwhelming you gotta do something about it ! — Fang suddenly realized that Edgar was way closer to him than he was a second ago, if the 16 year old was 10 centimeters higher then Fang could kiss him right now. The  older guy felt his member twitch. “Calm down motherfucker, he’s only sixteen, calm down you know you can’t do it Fang..” the Chinese guy scolded himself in his mind for even thinking of intercousing with a teenager. But god..he was standing before him, begging for him to fix whatever was going on with his fragile body. — you know, there is a way to stop this. But you gotta promise that you’re not gonna tell anyone.— Fang said to the younger boy. Edgar then dropped his fluffy ears and laid his soft palms on the Chinese guys shoulders. — Fang…you’re so fucking hot~ let’s fuck here and now..please…I can’t stand here anymore and do nothing when I have you all for myself~!— the younger boy whimpered and moved his tail from side to side while baring his cat fangs. —Fuck. Alraight. But I might be rough, I could loose control over myself.— Edgar then walked back and threw himself on the bed while spreading his legs slightly. “There’s no way this is happening to me, I gotta be the luckiest man on earth.” Fang whispered to himself and walked over to the bed so he could climb on top of the younger boy. —The fuck are you waiting for~—Edgar whimpered—just have sex with me already…— his cat ears flopped to the sides of his head as he spreaded his  legs more. Fang then pulled down Edgar’s jeans, then took his wrists and put them together over his head while spitting on the other one.
—I don’t have Vaseline love, this gotta be enough for ya.— the Chinese guy smirked and pulled down Edgar’s boxers to reveal his already hard member, pre cum leaking from the tip. —I don't ca- haah~!—the emo boy moaned as Fang slid two of his fingers inside him, making his muscles tighten up. Edgar tilted his head up as his "friend" started scissoring his fingers inside of him, sending waves of pleasure through his skinny pale body. —are you enjoying yourself kitty~?—Fang teasingly asked the moaning teenager as he started moving inside of Edgar faster, making him moan even more intensively. - fuck...- the teenager whimpered as he started to purr. —I guess that means yes.— He glanced at Edgar —youre pretty much adjusted now, get ready for the real shit— Fang said with a smirk as he pulled out his fingers from Edgar and unzipped his pants and pulled them down with boxers, revealing his hard dick. He then positioned himself into Edgar's hole, edging it slightly. Before the teenager could say anything Fang shoved it in him all the way, making the emo boy whine in pain and pleasure as he arched his back and made his dick twitch. - Fuck~...you're so tight...-  Fang whimpered as he started moving in Edgar, who was panting and whimpering in pain as the 12 inches inside of him made him more uncomfortable than he could ever imagine. —Fang...p-please stop...y-you're too big...— he moaned pathetically. The Chinese guy didn't stop though, he started fucking him faster instead. —ahh~! f-fang~! Please....!— he kept begging fang, ignorant to it. —shut up slut...I warned you~— Fang replied in a whimper, feeling himself close to climax, he dug his fingernails into Edgar's self harm scars on his thighs making the boy whine in pain even more, and started pounding him as hard as he could, not noticing the bits of blood that came out of his "friend's" hole. —fuck~! I'm gonna~!— Fang moaned as he reached his climax, filling up the teenager with seed. The Chinese guy painted, as he kept his pulsing dick for a second inside of Edgar before pulling out, cum dripping out of his asshole. —fuck..you were so good Edgar...— he swiped his face with his palm and looked down on the emo boy, as his heart dropped. Edgar was laying with cum and blood dripping out of him, some of the fresh cuts on his thighs opened up, making his legs get partially covered in blood. His face was red and puffy as it shined from all the tears the boy shed. Fang went too far; He lost control over himself again. He hoped for Edgar to say something, but the boy didn't respond; Just stared at him with tired, agonized eyes. —...fuck, I went too far...—  Fang said half to himself, half to Edgar. He got off the bed and pulled up his pants. He went to take a box of tissues from his desk and brung them to the boy. - it's to clean yourself up. - fang said while throwing the box next to Edgar who sat up before smiling as his cat ears stood up. Fang glanced at the boy quite confused, unsure of what made him so positive all of sudden. —I think I just found out about my new kink.— Edgar claimed as his fluffy black tail swinged from side to side. —Well, that’s…good? (…) I’m just glad you aren’t mad at me for going too rough.— The Chinese guy replied with relief written on his face. —I’ll go and bring you some bandaids while you get yourself together aight?— He then added and walked out of the room after Edgar nodded, his furry black ears flapping slightly. After a short while Fang walked back into the room, white bandaids with little black stars on them in his hand. He couldn’t help but blush when he saw Edgar, now with his gray hoodie and boxers on. As he looked back the emo boys face, he saw that he was also, in fact, blushing. — so uh, I got you those bandaids.— he stuttered out as Edgar stepped to him and reached for the said bandaids. —I could use some help putting these on, if you don’t mind.— Fang glanced at the shorter boy and nodded slightly —Yeah, sure of course.— He replied and came closer to Edgar who now sat on the bed, putting on a bandaid on one of most severe fresh cuts, which still had some drops of blood spilling of it. Fang sat next to him and placed a bandaid another, smaller cut. He noticed the black fluffy tail sliding down and up his back in a rhythm. —Tell me, if you dont mind, why did you do that?— Fang asked the younger boy, who looked away in an instant, his face turning gloomy. —Do what?— He tried to play dumb, but gave up after the way Fang looked at him. —It’s a long, complicated story. I don’t wanna talk about it; you’ll probably find me disgusting.— Edgar’s fluffy ears dropped. Fang wanted to resseaure him that he would never find him disgusting, no matter what happened; but he didn’t want to pressure him either; a lot happened, maybe it was too much for the 16 year old to talk about right now. Maybe he’ll say it when he’s ready to, there’s no need to rush anything. 

after a bit of a while, they were finished with patching up Edgar’s thighs. —Thanks.— His eyes met Fangs, but he quickly looked away before the Chinese guy could do anything. — want to go downstairs?— The older guy asked him. —Sure— He replied and got up, Edgar followed him downstairs. As Fang entered the kitchen, the younger boy sat on the couch and stared at him taking out some beer out of the fridge. —So like, what do we do now? I mean, I still have those on my head.— he asked, somewhat signaling that they they did not disappear by swooshing them back on his hair. —I mean doesn’t Byron know something about potions? Or the new nigga? What was her name again?— Fang turned around to look at Edgar. —you mean Jutsu?— he replied —yea her ass anyway, one of my guys can go to them and ask nicely for a potion to turn you back normal— Fang took a sip of his beer and leaned on the kitchen counter. — Thanks.— Edgar smiled slightly at Fang which made him blush, so he quickly looked away. —I’m gonna call them then.— He claimed and walked to one of the other room so he could call em. 

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My drawing of Edgar, the said bonus.

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