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Aware Wolf
--- Original author: realhankmccoy ---
“You’re a fucking fascist,” the subRedditor from 4chan said to me. I could picture his nattering little voice in my head. “Can’t anyone take a joke anymore?” I tried to argue back. “I was being ironic.” “Well, ContraPoints said in her video on the alt-right that ironic usage often leads to actual fascism, which is why it’s this sort of material is not acceptable to use, and why it needs to be stomped out. Before he transitioned to female, he noted that he was just ironically dressing as transgender, and look what happened, now he’s a she.”
These lefties were so paranoid, so crazy, so outright delusional. I took a swig of Fireball. I didn’t see myself as a leftie, more of a centrist. I voted for Obama, and held my nose and voted for Hillary, but I did thing the right-wingers had some points and were good Americans, too. Now even I’m the fascist? I took another swig.
“What if there is truth to that?” I started to wonder. “What if I’m really turning alt-right and just ironically mocking them because it really is the path I’m headed down? I did know that sometimes, when I pretended to get all Fight Club, or when I interacted with right-wing ideas, even to mock them, it did get me kind of hard. It did get me kind of turned on. It was weird to admit. It wasn’t the ideas themselves, really. It was the barechested, testosterone-infused masculinity of it all. Most lefties were the sort of wet noodle who made itself hard to be attracted to, always calling me daddy, always insisting I pay for dinner, even though they were the ones with rich parents who still contributed to their bank accounts and fixed problems for them. They had nothing to offer. It was so frustrating, man. I’m a good person. Why does the world have to be so fucked up right now?
I slammed down the bottle on my desk. Sometimes just acting like a pissed off man felt good to me. I didn’t really act like that, but just would act so for myself – for effect – when nobody’s around. I took one more swig. Just because this had been such a crazy day and they were being such. little. bitches. online… I took a swig. I seriously feel like I could punch through the particle board of the basement door right now just for effect. Just to see what punching through a board feels like. I wonder if it would hurt my hand. The door was probably weak enough… it needed to be replaced anyhow due to a hinge not fitting the frame right….
POW it goes. I hit it as it splinters.
That was the trigger, I realised three months later. The trigger online that caused the change, that helped me find my true nature, the trigger that brought me to my true identity. That was the moment I decisively answered the call of my own destiny and fought back.
I searched out scientists. I found my injections, which helped me find the muscle and body hair my body had previously been lacking in. My cock started leaking more pre, and I had to cum at least twice a day now most days, not once, because my sex drive was just so much naturally higher now, in part from all the active activity instead of online activity. I took up weight training, folkstyle wrestling, and Taekwondo. I started reading about the symbology, from the wolfsangel – I sometimes now refer to myself as a wolf trap – to the black sun – love that song, black hole sun by Soundgarden – to the Labrys, anything a lot of guys use to wash away the pain caused by these folks trying to push their degradations on the world.
There’s fur on these forearms now, fur that wasn’t there before. It just makes me feel hot, like I’ve wolfed out, like I’ve freed this beast that they had caged so long.
It’s on my chest, too, crawls up above the collarbone even. Guys love it. Nothing like a furry chest rubbing against another furry chest, the feel of the hair entwining, the feel of your lover’s masculinity, the musk of his scent getting tangled up in your own fur, too.
My armpit goes from this smooth, shaved, clean place I used to hide under t-shirts to thicker and wilder by the day. The scant hair, week by week, was filling in, getting bushy, brambly, wild and thick, and with such a scent, man, sometimes I just flex and my own scent fills these nostrils and I feel like such a man. Such a fucking beast. A werebeast of sort, born of the hate and control mechanisms sent my way, and nothing gets me harder than the idea of utterly destroying the American left. Socialist Europe is too full of wimps, and the Eastern Bloc has seen a lot of masculine revival, which it never really lost hold of, it being a part of the culture for so long, so much depth there, man. Communism tried to kill the beast there, but it couldn’t. It’s different than our sissified nation. And these lefties, they love a guy like me, loathe as they are to admit it. Gets em so hard. So wet and leaking at the tip. I love to choke em and hurt their ass in bed, fuck knows they don’t have any skills so might as well make the experience violent. They don’t know how to be sensual and make a partner feel good, so why should I have to know it? Only I do know it, man, and I do make them feel good, but at the same time I know how to cunt them hard and make em scream. Just think how much hotter, how much more vain and sensual, how much more full of fucking sex and hot passion the world would be without them all…
I used to never show off this body in public now, but now I do. Love trying to catch guys catch a glimpse of this sweaty, ever-denser, increasingly-wiry pit fur and act like they aren’t trying to look. Act like they aren’t noticing… but I can see a lot. Call it the electric eye of a truly woke wolfman. Makes em hard. And I got an injection to get tonight, man, and just watch as a week or two from now, it’s gonna be even hairier, thicker and wolfier… there’s no other word for it, man, wolfier, I feel like a fuckin’ wolf now… and it feels soooo got when I got a tongue in there, even better a real man’s tongue, a man with the same values, same code signals, same highly sexual sensibility. You know what I mean about real men, dude. And if you want to know more, well… I highly encourage you find out. It started with just a little irony out of me, but look at me now.
Booty Text
--- Originally posted on 2019-03-11 by dumb-and-jocked ---
Text Message Sent 10:36 PM
David: Hey! Sorry to text you so late, but thanks for the present!
Matt: No probs bro. It’s for helping me study math
David: Well, if you ever need help in the future I’ll be there
Matt: ya can help me rite now by trying it on and send pics
David: ?
Matt: trust me bro, I got you the best cologne out there, and the socks have scented soles
David: uh ok?
Text Message Sent 10:39 PM
David: the socks are definitely to big, but they look nice
Matt: they’re the perfect size, you’ll see, how bout cologne?
David: dude, you didn’t tell me how powerful it was
Matt: but ya love it rite bro?
David: yeah but it’s a little hard to concentrate
Matt: spray som more and smell, it helps
David: ok, one sec
Text Message Sent 10:41 PM
David: woah dude, u were right
Matt: ikr bro, u always should listen to me
David: I think I’m seein things, my body’s looking big
Matt: it’s not lookin big bro, I bet it’s swole
David: yeah, swole, ur right
Matt: yup bro, smell the socks and txt back
Text Message Sent 10:44 PM
David: bro, I’ve been smelling the air and socks and I think I’m losing it
Matt: wdym
David: my whole bodies expanded, it looks I went through puberty again
Matt: what?
David: I took of all my clothes except my compression shorts and like my body’s all buff now and my hands look like mitts and bro my abs are poppin
Matt: what else?
David: I got these huge pecs and super defined calves, I also have hair sprouting out everywhere
Matt: is that all?
David: almost, it seems like my feet have expanded too, once I’m done smelling all out my socks back on and see
Matt: listen to me david, just like usual
David: of course
Matt: spray more cologne and keep smelling the socks, check back in bro
David: sure thing bro
Text Message Sent 10:49 PM
David: hey bro
Matt: how you feelin?
David: foggier than before, and other things have changed
Matt: like?
David: my hair and head get longer and now I got this sick beard and my Adam’s apple grew so big and now I got this deep voice
Matt: and?
David: bro, I have hair and huge musk everywhere like my abs and legs are super hairy and my pits are forests that are so RANK I can barely smell the cologne don’t me get started on the pubes
Matt: what about the pubes?
David: the more I smell my pits with the cologne, the hairier my crotch gets, and my dick and balls are both expanding
Matt: how much?
David: bro, my pouch is huge
Matt: nice
David: oh my butt just got bigger too it’s like 2 bubbles
Matt: perfect
David: you gay or something bro?
Matt: you’ll soon be
David: ?
Matt: just keep sniffing bro, especially the socks, check back in once ur redy
David: bro I think ur crazy?
Matt: everything I say is right, isn’t it David?
David: oh, uh yeah
Matt: then just sniff
David: ok bro
Text Message Sent 10:55 PM
David: bro
Matt: yeah?
David: I just remembered how hot it was
Matt: you blasted that jock cock to the thought of ur self, didn’t you?
David: yeah, cum all over the walls
Matt: well, that big dick does blast testosterone, how long is it again?
David: bro, how did you forget it’s 8 inches
Matt: I don’t know, can I ask ya something
David: always bro, and if you wanna bang it’s always yes
Matt: yeah, but different question, are you missing anything?
David: one sec bro...
David: nah, im missing nothing when im with my bro
Matt: that’s correct! babe send me a pic of ur self I wanna see what my present looks like
David: of course bro
David: now u know why I nutted
Matt: of course ya meathead
David: the cologne smells great and the socks fit perfectly, howd you know?
Matt: ive been to town on those feet, they’re my best bros, so when I found a pair of size 14 socks I knew they were a steal
David: well thx again
Matt: of course bro
David: so you coming over to beat my meathead?
Matt: yeah of course, i wanna eat those cheeks too, i like you as my booty call
David: wouldn’t this be a booty text?
Matt: wow, I thot I was the smarter one
David: yeah you are, I haven’t passed remedial math for two year now
Matt: I was just joking dummy, I gotta call mark and then I’ll be there
David: oh and after we swallow loads help me with math, I hate that crap bro
Matt: of course bro of course