Understandable as "Wumbology"
A wet dream. One should never have them more than once a month (if you “take care” of yourself a moderate amount.)
Youngbae has been having a substantial amount of those kinds of dreams lately, and he has little to no idea why. The dreams he has had aren’t even erotic in any sense. If anything, the dreams he has been having have been…boring. They range from dreams of doing daily chores to dreams of future photo shoots, but somehow, he keeps waking up with wet underwear and a sweaty body.
One roommate knows why.
Boss has been taking weekly trips to his new “toy,” licking it, pawing at it, and having innocent puppy fun for the past 2 weeks, and his master, Youngbae, has yet to notice any of Boss’ “adventures” down there. You can’t blame the puppy really, he’s just…a puppy. He has NO IDEA that what he’s doing is bad.
While Youngbae is kept in the dark about Boss’ little playtimes while his master is sleeping, he is about to get a clue from a particular dream he’d rather not have…
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“U-ughn…” Youngbae woke up in little daze, feeling a wetness down there again. He groans, saying, “not again,” for the hundredth time since the normal “dreams” started.
His vision started to adjust to the darkness as he rubbed his eyes and yawned.
“A-…ah..w-what the-…” Youngbae feels a little sensation run through his body, his chest jumps. He sees something moving around in the blanket. It’s definitely not his legs, he’d know if he was moving his own legs. It was smaller, much smaller.
He flipped the blanket off his legs and a poof of cartoon cloud smoke covered his private area…
Whatever it was, it wasn’t small anymore.
He gasped and covered his mouth as he turned his head away, in shock because of what he sees the unidentified person doing.
It didn’t notice Youngbae, clearly, because it kept on licking his member, steadily, slowly.
The being looked human, very much so like a human. The only thing that wasn’t human about it was its ears, resembling a dog's, black and white on the inside, and the obvious tail connected to its lower back. It looked oddly like, Yoseob, BEAST’S Yoseob. He barely even knows the kid.
“Y-Yoseob? W-what the-…ah-ah!” Youngbae’s stomach took turns, so sharp and so pleasurable it was almost painful, as the Yoseob-looking thing continued to lap at his cock.
“Yoseob?” the thing noticed Youngbae now and perked up its head, its hands still holding the base of Youngbae’s heat, “Who’s Yoseob master?”
“M-m-master?” Youngbae stuttered.
‘No. O-oh no…th-that’s not…’ Youngbae’s head was spinning with thoughts as he spoke up once more, “B-Boss?”
“Yes Master! It’s me!” Boss smiled as he happily crawled up Youngbae’s body and licked his face, like any puppy would. “You understand me nao?” God, he even talked like a puppy.
“Y-yeah b-but Boss…” he felt SO weird talking to his dog like this! First off, why is his dog human!? Does he have super powers or something!? Second, why was his dog licking his dick? And third, was this a dream? Or some fucked up reality? Youngbae sighed and pushed the Yoseob looking dog that claims he’s Boss, “w-why are you doing this? P-puppies don’t do that kind of stuff to their masters. A-and why are you a human now?!”
“Master Youngbae, it’s my most favoritest toy in the whole world! I like it very much!” during his little rant about his #1 favorite toy, he failed to notice that he was no longer a pup, but a human. “Does it belong to you, Master? I’m sorry if I made you mad, I just like my new toy lots and lots…” He pouted and sat down on Youngbae’s crotch, playfully, and unknowingly allowing his master’s cock to nestle in between his human butt cheeks.
Boss’s underdeveloped mind finally caught on to the “human” question and he looked at himself, examining his body, his hands, his stomach, “Hey, wha’dya know, Master, I am human! And hey…” he realized he had a “toy” of his very own, “I have a toy just like you!”
Youngbae groaned as the dog he once thought of as a nice little puppy, bounced on his lap happily and massaged his cock with his oddly comfortable human globes. “S-STOP! Y-you can’t do this! Y-you’re my dog a-a-an-and…you just can’t Boss!” He tried to pull himself away from his Yoseob-ish human puppy, but the bouncing kept him firmly in place.
“B-but Masssssterrrr…” Boss pouted as he hugged Youngbae around the neck and shoved his head in the crook of it, nuzzling his master and using his puppy charm to get what he wanted, “I wanna play, I wanna play with your toy!” he bit down on Youngbae’s neck and licked, as a greedy little puppy would.
Youngbae shamefully covered his face as it reddened and his own puppy, his Boss, continued to seduce him with a teen body and a Yoseob face. ‘This is wrong, so, so, so wrong,’ Youngbae thought as he continued to cover his face.
Boss growled low and deep, “I don’t need your permission master, I can play with it if I want to…” he huffed and turned around so his head was in Youngbae’s crotch and his own “toy” dangled above Youngbae’s head. His little butt wiggled in Youngbae’s face as he grabbed his master’s cock and resumed licking it, liking the new, larger area he was allowed to cover with his human tongue. Not only that, but his human tongue made it much wetter, and that just made Boss happier. As Boss made use of his new human body, his tail wagged ecstatically in Youngbae’s face, a testament to the pleasure he took in playing with his favorite toy.
Youngbae moaned and gasped as his puppy’s human tongue lapped at the slit and ran up and down his length. He felt like he was being punk’d, like this was all some kind of sick joke Jiyong was playing to get him off of his own “masturbation fast.” But there’s no way Jiyong could arrange for Yoseob to come and do THESE kinds of things to him.
“Master,” Boss took a break, “I like your toy, why don’t you wanna share your toy with me?” he pouted as he resumed the tongue lashing torture of Youngbae, by licking at the base and using his new human hands to stroke Youngbae.
“B-because!” Youngbae yelled out, “You’re my dog! You aren’t supposed to be doing this!”
“B-but I love you master, I wanna play with your toys too. You need to learn how to share, you know that?”
Youngbae felt like throwing up. His dog…was giving him a blowjob…as a human…that looked like Yoseob. Surely, the world is ending, right?
Considering the position Youngbae was in, the only thing he could do was…sadly…enjoy it. Obviously, Boss didn’t want to stop doing it, and a little scolding would not deter him from doing a good job, so Youngbae willfully surrendered to his own puppy. There was no way in hell that he was going to fight this. He already felt weird doing this with his “dog” but fighting with him? That’d just make it weirder
“I’ll share my toy with you, master,” he looked under his own body at Youngbae’s face and smiled wide, “open your mouth please.” He was a puppy with manners.
Youngbae’s mouth opened a little, then closed, and opened again, afraid of what it meant if he was to take THAT in his mouth. He kept thinking of Yoseob and somehow, it made the situation a little less creepy. He ended up opening his mouth, with a little regret wedged in the back on his mind. (For the reservation of sanity for Youngbae, Boss, will now be referred to as, Yoseob.)
“Thank you master,” Yoseob mumbled as he slowly lowered his hips, burying his cock in his master’s mouth. He gasped. He had no idea that, THAT is what it felt like for his master. Yoseob did not move at all, he felt that if he moved, he would have to feel that jolt of weird feelings again, and he was confused if he wanted it, or not.
Youngbae’s throat strained as he tried to yield for Yoseob’s cock, whining and pushing up at the boy’s hips. “M-move!” he managed to mumble out in between breaths.
“Y-yes master,” Yoseob moved and that jolt, that electricity shot up his spine and he yelped like a puppy, “M-master!” His mouth lay agape as he rested his head on Youngbae’s leg, drooling like he was a dog again.
Youngbae felt insane. His heart beat at 1000BPM and he wanted to kill himself for enjoying that little yelp. He wanted to throw up, but then again, he didn’t. As event progressed further, he thought about Yoseob, Yoseob, and more Yoseob. Boss completely left his mind. Enjoyment really started to set in.
Youngbae, in a sudden burst of energy, managed to get on top, pushing Yoseob off of him and onto his back.
“M-master, w-what are you, a-…AH!” Yoseob yelped as Youngbae greedily swallowed his cock and bobbed his head up and down. One of his legs wrapped around his master’s strong back and the other kicked rapidly, as if he were a puppy getting scratched on the belly. Obviously, he was enjoying this too.
“Can I rename you?” He felt that if he did it now, no more confusion would exist if he were to accidentally call him “Yoseob,” again. “Y-Yoseob…t-that’s you’re new name, okay?”
“M-mmhm…” he moaned, unable to register half of what his master just said other than his name is now “Yoseob.” He braced himself by planting both of his hands behind him, his back curling beautifully and both legs now wrapped around his master’s back.
Youngbae’s cheeks started to get red with effort as he popped off and licked the slit. “How does my Yoseobbie like it when I play with his toy?” He smirked as the tables as well as his personality completely turned. He fondled Yoseob’s balls and stroked the length not occupied by his tongue.
“I-…I like it master, I-…I like it…” now his own face was flushed red, his ears and tail at full attention. “I wan-…wan more…more please…” He felt nothing but pleasure as his master lapped at his tip.
Youngbae said nothing as he lifted Yoseob’s legs up, and over his head, exposing his raw bottom. “This is cute, maybe I’ll play with this little toy, huh?” His tongue darted out at Yoseob’s taint, a sensitive strip of skin between his balls and his hole that Yoseob knew nothing about. He wet it, drenched it with his saliva and smiled while doing it. He no longer felt disgust, regret, or crazed about his actions, he only felt pleasure. His tongue dragged down and started to wiggle against Yoseob’s tight opening.
“A-ah! N-no! Master! Yo-you can’t lick there!” His little body wiggled under his master’s grip as he tried to get away but to no avail. Yoseob breathed heavier, his chest heaving up and down and his cheeks turning a hot pink as he clenched his eyes shut. “Y-you can’t master…please…”
“I’ll lick here if I want, Yoseob. You can’t tell me what to do, I bought you…” he kissed the tight little pucker and watched as the saliva dripped down his body and up his back. “I’m your master remember?”
“B-but…” he wanted to say it’s dirty down there, but Yoseob’s puppy mind finally figured it out. No matter what he says, it won’t stop his master from doing what he wants, he’s the master; He's allowed to do whatever he wants.
“You wanna feel something extra amazing, Yoseobbie?”
“W-what is it master?” The excitement in the young human pup was regenerated, as he felt his body being put down back into a comfortable position. He suddenly felt something poking at where his master was licking. ‘H-he can’t be serious…c-can he?’ Yoseob thought as he registered the object poking at his hole. “M-master, y-your toy can’t fit inside me…i-it’s gonna hurt. I just know it.”
“Of course it’s going to hurt, Yoseobbie.” That’s all he ended the statement with. The truth. He wasn’t going to sugar coat it into something extremely wonderful, because the bottom line was; it hurt like hell if it was your first time.
“M-master, b-be nice. I-I’m nice to you…be nice to me…” Yoseob brought down his master’s face and started to lick gently at it, licking at the man’s lips.
Youngbae couldn’t take it anymore. Such a cute thing wanting so much love…
He grabbed Yoseob’s face and sucked on his tongue, devouring his lips in a wild rush of emotions. He could feel Yoseob’s shock in the kiss, the pup moaning and groaning at the wet slick feel of his master’s tongue on his own.
“H-hwahh…” Yoseob sighed as his master broke the kiss, “m-master, what was that?” he asked as he shyly smiled and bit at his finger.
“A kiss, Yoseobbie…” he whispered sensually as he gently pushed in, holding open Yoseob’s legs with his hands.
“A-ahhn…a-ahhh…i-it hurts master…” Yoseob whined as he reached out to Youngbae for a hug, something to hold onto.
Youngbae obliged the young one, letting Yoseob hold onto him by letting the younger’s arms wrap around his neck. “Shh, shh…it’ll feel good in just a little bit.” Youngbae was half way in and Yoseob began to yelp like a hurt puppy, literally.
“Aauuughh…aoaoww!” he howled cutely, lifting his legs up and wrapping them around his master’s back once more. He let out one more loud, dragged out howl once he felt Youngbae’s cock wedge all the way inside him.
“It’s all the way inside,” Youngbae pointed out the obvious, groaning at the tightness. Yoseob was DEFINITELY a human now. The younger’s walls squeezed his cock, and in reply, his cock churned the boy’s insides. He wiggled his hips and in a split second, found the little button that makes all boys yelp.
“A-ah!”
Yoseob’s eyes widened. For some godforsaken reason, it started to feel so good. Youngbae wiggled his hips again, and it wringed out another little grunt from the other.
“M-master, m-move…i-it doesn’t hurt no more…”
With that, Youngbae’s hips moved, back and forth, removing his dick from the tight entrance, and slamming it back in. Yoseob screamed. He’s never felt such pleasure in his entire puppy life. It drove him nuts to think that human’s had this much buttons to push inside of them.
He could feel his own toy pulse with each touch of his prostate, and he finally understood why the toy rumbled when he touched it. It made him jealous as a puppy to realize that human’s get this much pleasure out of one simple act.
Youngbae wasn't devoid of pleasure either. Every time he pulled out of Yoseob's hole and the boy's tight ring of muscle clenched around his tip, his body jerked forward and his heart surged something powerful. And every time he hit the younger's prostate and he saw his cock twitch and spasm, he grinned, enjoying so much how he could engender such pleasure from the boy. "You're so cute Yoseobbie..."
Youngbae reached down and stroked Yoseob’s cock, slowly, sensually, in rhythm with his hips.
Within a few minutes, Youngbae was ready to lose it.
“Y-Yoseobbie, I’m gonna come…”
“O-okay,” Yoseob replied innocently, unsure what coming really meant. Whatever it was, it could only heighten the experience, so he was all for it.
He could feel a pressure building up in his own toy, like he had to pee or something. He kind of ignored it, playing it off as another facet of human sex that was unimportant.
With a few more slow, smooth pumps, Youngbae came, hot and creamy inside Yoseob.
Yoseob's body replied to the liquids of Youngbae with a little yelp, reaching his boiling point and spilling his hot milk all over Youngbae’s hand. ‘T-that’s amazing…t-that felt so amazing…’ his little puppy head could barely wrap around the concept of coming. It was all a mystery to him, which one session with his master could not solve. All he could feel now was numbness; and a warm liquid dripping down his crack.
“M-master that felt so good…c-can I be Boss now?”
~~~
Youngbae woke up in a cold sweat and wet boxers…yet again. At least this time, it was morning.
“F-fuck…” he was so weirded out about the dream he just had. Was that really a dream? Or, again, some fucked up reality?
He looked off the side of his bed and looked for Boss, or Yoseob, as he remembered calling his dog. He was there, sleeping, normal. If it looked like a dog to Youngbae, surely it was a dog.
Then it hit him 100%. He just had a dream about having sex with his dog. The psychological problems that go hand in hand with having dreams about bestiality were so bizarre; Youngbae couldn't begin to understand it.
He decided that if it was a dream, then no harm could come of it. It was a dream after all.
Youngbae, himself didn’t even really believe that the dream could remain just a dream. It was a wet dream for Christ’s sake; those kinds of dreams either come and go, or stay with you forever.
He decided to test the realism of his dream. He remembered that he changed Boss’ name to Yoseob. Surely, if Boss remembered the name change, then the dream wasn’t really a dream at all.
First he tested “Boss.”
“Here Boss, here boy!” he crouched on the other side of the room and called his puppy over, who energetically ran over into his owner’s arms.
He smiled as he put Boss down and walked to the other side of the room, saying “stay” as he backed away.
Youngbae sighed before testing “Yoseob,” hoping to GOD that it wouldn’t work.
“H-here Yoseob, c’mere boy.”
Boss didn’t move. Youngbae’s mind sighed a sigh of relief.
Youngbae laughed at himself as he walked over to the bathroom, opening the door and closing it behind him. He turned on the sink, “I can’t believe I thought that dream about having sex with Yoseobbie was related to my dog.”
Youngbae suddenly heard scratches on the door, “Master! Let Yoseobbie in!”