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Richard was uncomfortable. But then that was the point. He was stretched out, immobilized, and held very securely by a series of straps and support bars. Just above him, just within reach, was a mechanism. It was designed to be squeezed, then rotated, but it wouldn't rotate unless another similar mechanism was engaged. He could choose to end this whenever he wanted--provided his captor was feeling merciful enough to permit him to.

The brown wolf hung there, his belly bloated softly. The hose pushed into his muzzle made it a little difficult to breathe, but he was fine for the moment. His abdomen was just about done slowly warming up from how cool to the touch it had been when a couple of gallons of water came pouring in. There was a tank nearby, holding tens of gallons more, waiting to empty itself into him at a moment's notice. Had it just been closer to body temperature, the valve would probably have been left open to slowly trickle in.

"How are we doing?" Came a smooth voice and a sudden grasp at Richard's butt. Fingers squeezed the supple mound, giving the wolf a reason to jerk in surprise.

Hooves clopped audibly on the smooth, polished wooden floor as a zebra approached the bound and trussed wolf. Dominic grinned as he looked over the lupine, drinking in the sight. The ordinarily lithe stripped equine reclined his stance a bit to accommodate the heavy weight in his own middle. His stomach huge. There was no shirt available that could cover such a gut. The zebra ran a palm slowly over his smooth, taut dome, relishing the sensation deeply.

Richard couldn't answer as his eyes tracked his captor. All he could do was make a few muffled moans from time to time.

"Shhh, don't try to speak. We wouldn't want the hose to come out, now would we?" Dominic said. He stepped forward and gave the wolf's belly a firm pat.

The force of the palm gave the lupine's gut reason to slosh, but only slightly. It did however force a bit of air up and out of him, even threatening a reversal of all their progress so far. After a moment, and a few pants, Richard settled again, his stomach no longer complaining quite so much. The zebra pressed in against him from the side, the firm belly making it difficult to do so without forcing Dom to lean rather far forward. It gave the stripped boy the perfect posture to whisper into Richard's ear.

"You're looking really good so far, but we're nowhere near done yet. You're going to be so much bigger. And once you're right where I want you, we just hit the pause button and there you'll stay until I say otherwise." The zebra hissed.

The thought of what was to come left the striped stallion with reason to squirm. He stood back up and leaned back further, grinding forward against the trapped wolf. A large, throbbing spire of dark flesh dragged across Richard's thigh, leaving a trail of sticky, clear ooze. Dom was already quite eager. The scent of his masculinity was growing stronger, as was a subtle, sweet tinge that mingled with it.

After a few moments of heady self-indulgence at the lupine's expense, Dominic stepped over to the nearby tank, turned to look over his lupine prisoner and grinned. A hand began to turn the wheel that controlled the valve.

"Just relax into it. Trying to fight it only makes it worse. This is gonna happen one way or another, and I'd rather you just accept it. It takes a lot to get this all set up after all." Dominic said.

Richard just offered him a plaintive look. The zebra simply shook his head to brush some of his mane out of his eyes and watched with interest.

Water began to flow through the hose, fed by gravity. In moments, the wolf could feel the cool liquid rushing down his throat. His stomach was already distended, making further growth easier to see. His waistline began to slowly stretch as he whined and grunted. The hose had been pushed deep enough down his throat that he was able to breathe without fear of drowning. Of course, that meant he couldn't refuse to swallow.

Inches were added to the lupine's girth ever so slowly. The steady stream was gradually adding weight and size to him, but at least Dominic hadn't opened the valve to full. That mistake had been made once before, and it was not to be repeated. The gradual increase was a much safer method.

Of course, the zebra was getting a little impatient. He wanted his wolf swollen as big as he could get him, and he wanted it now. Carefully, Dominic turned the valve a bit further. The flow of water picked up its pace, making Richard's eyes widen. He whimpered as he felt his belly stretch slightly more rapidly. Already he was big enough that he could have been mistaken for a few months pregnant, and he wasn't stopping. Another soft turn saw it increase further. Now, he was gaining a couple of inches every minute. The tightness in the wolf's abdomen was growing, and an audible splash and slosh could be heard gurgling up from the swaying dome.

Dom stepped away from the valve and walked back towards his captive. He reached out and ran his hands over the lupine's growing belly. He squeezed it in his palms, feeling it yield like a water balloon, making Richard whine further. The dominant zebra gave the sloshing bulge a firm slap just to listen to the sound it made and feel the wobble that followed. Richard panted and tensed as his belly was teased and lightly tortured, stretching and swelling, the zebra gently abusing the gut. He was all too pleased with the size and weight of his wolf, and wanted him bigger.

"You're doing well. In fact, I think you're doing so good we can ramp it up a bit more." Dominic said with a grin. He walked back to the valve and began slowly turning it open further. Richard watched, his eyes bulging as the valve finally refused to turn anymore, locked in the fully open position. The rush of water that followed was overwhelming. He whined and struggled against his restraints as his stomach surged outward. The weight dragged him towards the ground but his straps held fast. His belly passed the 'nine month' mark easily and continued on, creaking and groaning under him. The wolf's eyes half lidded as he felt a strange fatigue claim him. He suddenly felt sluggish and tired.

Dom walked back over and sat down on the floor, playing with the steadily growing gut. He squished and squeezed it hard, making the wolf whimper. He slapped it about multiple times until it began to show pink through the lupine's fur. And then all the noise of rushing water stopped. The zebra paused, then looked over to the tank. It was empty. The wolf had taken every drop and didn't burst, and the pressure hadn't pushed the hose or contents back out. Maybe it just took some time to acclimate.

"Well, that's very impressive of you. That's everything from the tank," Dom said, still palming the huge, sagging belly. It was visibly smaller than his gut, but not by much, "But that's not all I've got. You're not big enough yet if you ask me."

The zebra climbed to his hooves much to the wolf's concern. A few adjustments saw Richard tilted forward so that his belly was indeed hanging under him, his legs forced apart by the mass. Dom stepped in behind the wolf and mashed his groin against the warm, tawny pelt of his captive's rump. There he grinded, mashing his aching shaft against the cleft of Richard's cheeks.

A whimper and moan came from the brown wolf as he guessed what was coming. Dominic indeed had more to give.

"I think I should finish the job 'manually'. It'll mean more if I've properly contributed." The zebra said coolly.

And then there came a sudden jostle from behind the wolf. Richard gasped, or as close it as he could manage, as a very large, very thick equine rod sank home under his tail. It stretched the poor wolf's tight pucker so wide he was afraid he might rip in two. But he held fast. Dom began to rock, thrusting forward with an insistence that suggested more rutting than lovemaking. He was taking his wolf, and keeping him pinned under his own swollen gut. If Richard weren't bound, the white and black-striped belly would have held him in place.

An audible slosh rose up from within the lupine's stomach. The tens of gallons of water inside tossed about as the zebra who had put it all there pumped hard from behind. Dom grunted each time he slammed home. His sac swayed under him, the heavy orbs, each too large to hold in a single hand, slapping at the wolf's only slightly smaller package. A thin trickle of clear ooze dribbled down from Richard's crotch. His own length had slipped free during all of this, pulsing and twitching. A firm clench around the thick, dark rod behind came as he felt a climax rising inside him. Dom took note of this.

"That's right. Just enjoy the ride. You're gonna finish before I do. I'm gonna take my time and use you right." The zebra teased.

Each forward shove saw that impressively huge thing disappear right to the hilt into the wolf's rectum, filling out the warm, quivering environs. As Dom humped away, he flexed his ankles, lifting himself up a little to angle his entry. The result was a very noticeable pressure on a very tender organ. Immediately, the wolf shivered and loosed as much of a howl as he could manage. A heavy blast of thick, creamy white painted his gurgling, sloshing belly before dripping down to puddle on the floor below.

The smell of male release flooded Dom's nostrils and they flared. It was as if the scent alone threw him into overdrive. The zebra bucked harder and faster, nickering as he rutted away into the wolf. He even growled, almost angry that he wasn't close yet. Something was missing. He needed one more little addition to set him over the edge. He'd hoped he wouldn't need it, but it was of little consequence. It felt good regardless.

Dom let go of the wolf with one hand, the other gripping Richard by the scruff of his neck. The now free hand reached to the side and collected a long, thick, flexible object that gleamed in the artificial light of the room. Without ceremony, the zebra took the rubbery phallus and shoved it behind him, inserting it with a rough jerk. It wasn't aimed under his tail, but rather a supple cleft that had been hiding just behind his weighty scrotum. He shivered as his womanly passage was suddenly invaded by the toy, molded from his own manhood. That did the trick.

Almost instantly, he began to drool anew deep inside the wolf's bowels. A few more good humps, and a strong clench around the replica of his shaft, and the zebra whinnied loudly. A powerful blast of hot, thick release flowed forth, filling Richard's innards. It was a much faster flow than the water that had poured down his throat, and it came in spurts. He could feel it rushing its way up through him, stretching his belly even further. Had there been anyone there to watch, they'd have seen his stomach surge visibly past Dominic's in size.

And still the zebra humped, unloading a batch of seed so huge it triggered something inside the wolf.

Richard, his tummy now so heavy and vast that it hung down past his knees, couldn't take it any longer. He winced and shivered, giving Dom's rod one more good clench as he reached out and gripped the disarming mechanism just over head. He squeezed it tight and gave it a turn.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

Dom's humping ceased. The straps loosened until Richard stood on his feet, though still largely supported by the network around him. The swelling in his belly slowed and eventually came to a halt. The spent wolf turned his head to look over to the side. There was a black hand attached to a striped arm gripping another similar mechanism he had used, squeezed and rotated to unlock. They had both 'turned their keys'. Dom had seen him and immediately 'agreed' with him.

Without a word, the zebra retreated from the wolf's rump and began to quickly, though gently, remove all the restraints. Then came the hose. That was a tricky prospect. It was slowly, carefully eased back out of his throat until Richard could speak again.

"You alright, honey?" Dom asked.

The tired wolf nodded, leaning heavily on his equine lover.

"I'm okay. I just... I don't think I could have taken another load. I'm about to pop!" He grunted and whined as he eased into a seated position on the floor.

Dominic wasn't satisfied with leaving Richard there. He grunted, managing to help hoist the wolf back up. The bed wasn't that far away. A few heavy clops and one or two light stumbles saw them both arrive and ease onto the edge of the mattress. Richard was exhausted. Dominic was tired as well, but not nearly as spent as his husband. Once the wolf was safely seated on the bed, the zebra got back up and hurried over to the nightstand, collecting a pump-bottle of lotion. Dom returned and guided his wolf to lay back. With the huge, sloshing gut standing up high above everything, the striped equine began gently massaging lotion into the poor abused dome. Richard wagged his tail as he felt the relief the lotion brought and sighed softly.

"So, how about that pause button you talked about?" The brown wolf asked.

Dominic jerked with a start.

"Oh! Right!" The zebra cried, hurrying off back to the night stand. He returned shortly with an orange, plastic bottle of pills, "The directions say one every twelve hours. It'll redistribute everything so you'll get to stay big and sloshy."

Dom giggled a little, imagining his husband staying so huge and squishy.

Richard chuckled tiredly and reached out towards the zebra. He was supplied the first dose which he downed quickly enough. He planned on staying heavy and round for as long as he could manage, and hopefully that would be long enough for Dominic's litter to be born.

"So, how long do you think it'll be before you're bigger than me again?" Richard asked.

Dom continued to rub lotion into the still tender wolf belly.

"A couple of months. I've still got a whole trimester left to go. It's a huge litter after all." The zebra grinned.

"Then I guess you'll just have to fill me up to match once that happens." The wolf said with a tired smile.

Dom grinned, immediately liking the idea.

"You don't even have to ask." The zebra said.