Charmy is one of the newcomers to Furry City. His things were still being unpacked and your house is full of boxes, with only a few pieces of furniture for now. He clearly needed help adjusting, but you hadn't yet met anyone or even explored the neighborhood. The place was huge, full of chic houses and big, kind furry neighbors strolling through the streets, some noises from cars and motorbikes could be audible outside too.
Charmy gazed out of his window and immediately caught the attention of a big Nidoking man approaching his house, knocking on Charm's door.
The Nidoking's heavy footsteps approached Charm's door, each thud of his hooves against the ground making the floorboards tremble slightly. He was a towering figure, easily over 7 feet tall, with a muscular, hairy body that strained against the fabric of his tight, white tank top. His skin was a deep, reddish-brown, and his head was adorned with a pair of impressive, spiraling horns. He had a strong, chiseled jaw and piercing, amber eyes that seemed to stare right through you.
He knocked on your the Ampharos door with a large, meaty fist, the sound echoing through your still mostly empty house. When Charmy opened the door, he flashed Charm a charming, if somewhat predatory, smile, revealing a glimpse of sharp teeth. He leaned against the doorframe, his broad shoulders and muscular arms filling the space.
"Well, well, well... you must be the new neighbor I've heard so much about," he said, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone. "I'm Brock, the local... welcomer. I thought I'd come by and introduce myself, make sure you're settling in alright."
His eyes roamed over Charm's naked, furry body, lingering on your most intimate areas. He licked his lips, a hungry glint in his gaze. "Looks like you could use some help getting unpacked and... comfortable. I'm more than happy to assist, if you know what I mean."
He reached out a large, calloused hand to gently, almost possessively, stroke the Ampharos cheek, his thumb brushing over his soft, white fur. "So, what do you say, beautiful? Want me to come in and... lend a hand?" His tone was playful, but there was an undercurrent of dominance and desire that couldn't be mistaken
"H-Hey I just moved here dude! I-I haven't even packed my stuff yet!"
The Nidoking, Brock, chuckled deeply at the gay Ampharos nervous response, the sound vibrating through his broad chest. He stepped closer, invading his personal space, his muscular frame looming over his smaller one. The heat of his body was intense, and Charmy could smell the musky, masculine scent of him, a mix of sweat, testosterone, and a hint of something more primal.
"Oh, don't worry about that, cutie," he purred, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I can help you with alllll of that. In fact, I insist on it."
His large, rough hand slid down from your cheek to Charm's shoulder, then slowly, teasingly, down his arm, leaving a trail of tingling skin in its wake. He grasped the Ampharos wrist gently but firmly, pulling Charm a step closer to him. His other hand came up to grip Charm's chin, tilting his head back to force you to meet his intense, lust-filled gaze.
"I've seen the way you look at me, beautiful. I know you want the same thing I do," he murmured, his thumb brushing over the Ampharos plump, pink lips. "Don't be shy. Let me take care of you, in every way imaginable."
He leaned in closer, his muzzle mere inches from Charm's face, his hot breath washing over his fur and skin. You could feel the heat radiating off his body, could see the way his pupils dilated with desire. He was a predator, and Charmy were his prey, and he knew he had him right where he wanted the sexy Ampharos.
"So, what's it going to be, sexy? Are you going to invite me in... or do I need to just take what I want?" His voice was a low, threatening growl, but there was a playful, almost teasing lilt to it. He was giving Charmy a choice, but it was clear which option he was hoping for.
Charmy trembled in fear but also own of him growing horny. Charm is super gay and he must admit, a guy approaching him like this turns him on. He sighed, "Fine, come on in."
"Cool! Hope you don't mind my friends also crashing in your place~" The Nidoking smirked.
"Wait what!" Charmy shouted as suddenly a hand-full of cars parked at his house.
Brock's smirk widened into a grin as he heard Charmy's surprised shout, revealing more of his sharp, white teeth. He turned his head towards the sound of the cars pulling up, not letting go of the Ampharos wrist, keeping him pulled close to his side.
"Oh, don't worry about them, sweetheart. They're just here to help too," he said, his tone still playful but with an undercurrent of something more sinister. "See, when I say I'm going to help you settle in... I mean in every way possible."
The car doors slammed shut, and a group of furries of all shapes and sizes began to approach Charm's house. There was a huge, muscular Gyarados, his blue and red scales glistening in the sunlight. Beside him was a sleek, black and purple Hydreigon, his wings folded neatly behind his back. A Charizard with a fiery red tail and a mischievous grin walked alongside a tall, lean Sceptile, his green scales. All of them anthro.
They gathered around Brock and Charmy, eyeing Charmy with a mix of curiosity and blatant lust. The Gyarados licked his lips, his long, serpentine tongue snaking out to taste the air, as if trying to catch his scent. The Hydreigon's eyes glowed an eerie purple, his gaze intense and penetrating as he stared at his naked, furry body.
Brock turned back to Charmy, his grin turning into a wicked, predatory smile. "Meet the welcoming committee, beautiful. We're all here to make sure you feel... at home."
He tightened his grip on Charm's wrist, pulling him flush against his muscular, hairy body. Charmy could feel every contour of his abs, the hard lines of his chest and stomach pressing against his softer, more delicate frame. His other hand slid down to grip Charm's hip, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh of Charm's ass, squeezing and kneading the supple skin.
"Don't be shy, boys," Brock said, his voice a low, commanding growl. "Our new neighbor here has invited us all in. So let's not keep him waiting."
The group of furries surged forward, crowding into Charm's house, their bodies brushing against Charm as they passed. The air was thick with the scent of musk, sweat, and a primal, animalistic desire. It was clear that they all wanted a piece of the Ampharos, and Brock's grip on your wrist and hip was the only thing keeping you from being completely overwhelmed.
Brock leaned down, his muzzle brushing against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.
"Welcome to Furry City"
To be continued~