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Megan was on top of the world, and as she walked around the party, the eighteen year old high school senior couldn't help but notice all the envious looks she always got around school, and even here at the party, she loved it. After all, why shouldn't other girls be envious of her? The wolf was the prettiest girl in the school, with her silky white and gray accented fur, round ass, ample tits and a curvy body that made all the other boys in school stop and stare, all under a little black dress that left nothing to the imagination. The boys wanted her, girls wanted to be her. And if her stunning looks weren't bad enough, she was an honor roll student who most certainly would get a full ride scholarship into a prestigious university. And then there was the biggest source of ire from the other popular girls, her boyfriend, Bruce. The lion was tall, handsome, captain of the football team and his family was rich, not just a little either, they were that old money kind of rich. She had hit the jackpot, and wouldn't trade this for the world. So let them envy her, their dirty looks just confirmed to her that she was doing things right.

Though, it wasn't all perfect. Bruce was wealthy, handsome, but he was also kind of a jerk. He had a reputation as a bully, he was not a guy who was accustomed to not getting his way, and while some rich kids might rely on their money to get their way, Bruce was one of the biggest, toughest guys in the school, hell, in town, he had no qualms putting people in their place the old fashioned way. It had its advantages though, no other guy in school dared to make a move on Megan while she was his. The Wolf tried not to take advantage of his reputation, but it was nice not having any of the creepier guys make their comments or try to cop a feel in the hallway and think they could get away with it.

Then there were sides of him that all the envious little tramps didn't know about. Their first time had been on the second date, Megan had wanted to take things slower, but Bruce reminded her that plenty of other girls were lined up for him, and that she had to prove she was worth the trouble...but it had been the best sex of her life, so she ultimately forgave his behavior that night. In fact, that had become an ongoing pattern in their relationship, for every flaw he had, Megan always seemed to find some reason to forgive it. He was simultaneously needy and distant, always expecting her to be on his beck and call when he wanted her, but to leave him alone and give him space when he was off with his football buddies. When she wanted to take a computer science class this year as her extra curricular, he insisted she take home economics, expressing a desire that she learn things more "practical" for a woman like her, as he put it. It had frustrated her, but he was from an old fashioned family with old fashioned values...

Scanning the room, the party was packed full of the more popular seniors in school, but she couldn't see Bruce anywhere, and he usually stood a full head above most people. Instead she spotted the host of the party, Jay. The Clydesdale was leaning on the wall beside a case of beer with one in his hand, and his guitar by his side, the horse was rarely seen without the latter. "Hey, have you seen Bruce tonight?" She asked as she approached him.

The equine nodded. "Uh, yeah, I think I saw him slip into the guest bedroom, thought he was with you." He said, a little confused, gesturing to one of the doors at the top of the stairs..

"Well, he will be now, do us a favor and keep that room off limits, alright." She said, winking when the Clydesdale raised his beer in affirmation. Turning on her heel she began making her way upstairs. She never really knew what Jay's deal was, or why his parents were so cool with him throwing these parties when they were out, something about them being part of the punk rock scene back in the day, best she could figure. She hummed to herself as she walked, wondering if Bruce was waiting for her, picturing the studly lion naked, laying on the bed in a sexy pose.

Her imagination drifted further into this fantasy, picturing him on his side, the way his dark mane wrapped around his head and met that dark tuft of fur on his chest, and the little dark trail leaning further down from there...all the way down...

She licked her lips, eager to see what awaited her as she pushed open the door. As soon as she did, her eyes went wide, inside was indeed Bruce, naked, standing over the bed with his clothes in a pile on the floor. But on the bed was one of Megan's best friends, Sarah, the Cheetah laying on her stomach, her pants pulled down around her ankles. Megan rushed in. "What is going on in here!" she exclaimed, shocked that her best friend would betray her. But as she drew closer, she noticed something wrong...

Sarah's head was turned to the side, eyes closed, mouth slack and not reacting to Megan's presence at all. She had seemingly passed out from the party... Megan's mind began to race with possibilities, had they already finished? It didn't look like either of them had done anything yet. The white furred wolf was utterly confused, surely he wasn't...going to rape her?

Bruce turned to face the wolf, crossing his arms with a rather pissed off expression. "I'm just taking what you won't give me." He said, bluntly. He had been caught red-handed, and clearly had no reason to hold back. "You think you can just deny me the ass that is rightfully mine, and I won't just get what I want somewhere else?" His voice was spiteful as he spoke.

Megan was shocked, he was doing this because of the time she stopped him when he tried for anal? "But...I was afraid it would hurt." Megan said, remember that night, how he hadn't even talked about it, she just felt him prodding at her back there, prompting her to pull away and tell him to stop.

"So? Small sacrifices to keep your man happy, isn't it?" He spoke in an authoritative tone he no doubt adopted from his father. "But you shirked your responsibility, now it falls on this bitch here to pick up the slack. Stick around and watch, you might learn something." His hand came down on the cheetah's ass, fondling it.

"Why her though? Why not me?" Megan asked, slowly stepping further into the room, watching as her boyfriend so openly groped another woman in front of her, as though it were a punishment for her, like she was the one in the wrong here.

"You offering or asking?" He said, smirking for the first time since he got caught, one of his fingers slipping down, pressing against the cheetah's butthole. "Because you're my girlfriend, at least, for now. If all I wanted was an ass to rape, why would I bother wasting my time with dates when I could have got what I wanted in the school supply closet? Its abundantly clear I don't need that bullshit." His finger slipped into the first knuckle. "Damn, definitely a virgin. I don't think the drink I made her will be enough to keep her knocked out once I start..." he almost sounded happy about that, giving a sadistic smirk. "See? Bitches like this would be all I needed, I don't just want your body, I want your obedience. You wouldn't learn shit if this were you."

Megan shuffled uncomfortably. The way he spoke...had he planned to get caught? Was this supposed to be some kind of lesson or test for her? Or...perhaps it was more accurate to call it a threat, that she wasn't going to to be the one to pay the consequences of her actions...her friends would be. Sarah would. She felt sick to her stomach, not at Bruce, no, at herself. That despite all this, despite how monstrous he was being...she still couldn't stop staring at his body, following that dark trail of fur down to a thick patch of dark pubic fur, where his long, barbed cock was fully erect. She still couldn't imagine breaking up with him, or exposing him, she still wanted him. This side of him was actually turning her on... the cruelty in his voice, being talked to like she belonged to him... but that didn't mean she wanted to see her friends or anyone suffer for it.

"Okay, promise to leave her alone, and you can have it..." Megan muttered out.

"Have what? Say it out loud." he withdrew his finger from the cheetah's ass, sitting down on the edge of the bed. A malicious grin spreading across his muzzle.

"My ass...my obedience, all of it." Megan stepped closer, tossing her purse to the floor, and slipping her dress off slowly, trying to be tantalizing while her whole body trembled nervously. "Is that enough?"

Bruce laughed. "Hmm, we will see. I'll give you my word, I wont do anything this little kitty doesn't want me to do to her, as long as you keep my every desire satisfied, fair?"

Megan nodded as she slipped off her panties, unable to help but feel a little shy about it as she eyed the cheetah only a few feet from them, even if Sarah was completely unconscious it felt weird to get naked right next to her.

"Oooh, I'm gonna love pushing the limits with you. Now come, sit your ass riiight here." He grabbed his barbed cock, wrapping his fingers around the base to hold it steady. "The kitty already took care of the foreplay, you just got to take care of the main event."

Megan finished closing the distance between them, still trembling as she turned away and lowered herself down. She felt fingers wrapping around her ass cheek, squeezing roughly, spreading them apart as she continued to lower herself down, the white hot tip of his rod pressing against her virgin asshole.

"Sh-shouldn't we get it wet first?" Megan stammered out, realizing he was about to fuck her dry.

"Why? It doesn't bother me." The lion snarled out, the very tip of his cock pushing into her dry, virgin ass, forcing Megan to wince. "Now hurry up, don't want your friend to wake up before we finish, do you?"

Megan blushed, she was trying to relax, the pain shooting through her ass making that difficult as she slid herself a little further down his cock. "You're so...big." She grunted to him. "It hurts..."

Bruce shook his head. "Who cares if it hurts, you've got to commit. Give me your leg." He held a hand out past her, signaling for her to lift up her left leg. She did as he said, lifting it up as Bruce hooked his hand behind its knee, pulling it back towards her and pointing it almost straight up in the air. "And the other..." he gestured with his other hand.

Megan blushed...if she did that, the only thing keeping her from being impaled on his cock by gravity was, him...but she obeyed, gasping in pain as she slid onto him a little deeper, stopped only because of the lion's strong grip on her legs. But the pressure on her asshole was far more intense, especially as he began to lower her, letting gravity do the work at first, causing Megan to whimper uncontrollably at how much it hurt, tears forming in her eyes. Then came a big thrust from below, both gravity and the lion working together as he slammed the other half of his cock inside of her.

The wolf kept her muzzle clamped shut as she screamed, doing her best not to make too much noise, the loud bass filled party music downstairs would most certainly drown out her higher pitched voice, but she was still being cautious. Her asshole felt as though it was on fire, like she was being split apart. The lion was taking a moment to adjust his grip, wrapping an arm around her legs, leaving his other hand free to explore as it dropped down to her pussy, his fingers pressing against it.

"Fucking hell, you are soaked. Don't get why you turned me down the first time, you clearly love it, bitch." He said in a demeaning tone.

He was right though, the pain was intense, and was very distracting, but there was no denying how turned on she felt. Even the position she was in now was exciting her, in his grip like this she was totally helpless, unable to stop him from doing anything he wanted. She blushed and whimpered...was she really such a messed up person to like something like this?

Her whimpers became a whine as he began to lift her body up a few inches, and lower her back down. She was in no way even close to ready for this kind of treatment. Her voice cracked, as moans mixed in with the whimpering and whining she was making from the pain.

His barbs created a tingling sensation as they rubbed against her inner walls. "Such a filthy bitch, I'm going to ruin you." he snarled, his pace picking up, bucking his hips with each bounce he made her abused body take on his cock. His free hand went for her breast, roughly groping the white furred mound, his fingers digging painfully as he squeezed it hard.

Whenever she thought she might be getting used to it, or at least going numb, his pace increased yet again, slamming into her ass with even more force. Her whimpers and whines moved up to actual screams, screams mostly of pain, but also of pleasure. A sharp pain shot through her shoulder, she looked and saw Bruce's jaws wrapped around it, a trickle of blood moving down her chest from where his teeth were breaking the skin...

His weight shifted, he stood up, lifting her into the air as he pounded into her ass brutally, displaying his impressive strength as he held her in the air like she was nothing to him. A slap echoed through the room each time his hips slammed into her ass, over and over, it felt like an eternity as he fucked her. The pain was gradually fading, or she was getting used to it, but not by much as she continued to cry out. Each cry of pain came more rapidly than the last, her moans increasing in volume, as pleasure began to build in greater intensity, for the first time pleasure was outpacing the pain. The wolf's body spasmed uncontrollably as she came, her ears folding flat in shame, ashamed that she had cum from receiving such rough, uncaring treatment.

Bruce didn't notice, or he didn't care, he just kept fucking her endlessly, on and on it went, feeling like eternity to the wolf, as her orgasm faded, the pain overtook the pleasure once again and she was ready for it to stop. Until suddenly, finally, she felt his barbs extend, the tingling sensation turning into dozens of painful pinpricks. Normally he stopped when this happened, but as she felt white hot cum splash against her insides, causing more pain to shoot through the tender flesh as it came in contact with the hot and salty jizz, he kept fucking her, the barbs creating a new, buzzing pain in her rear.

His balls finally empty, he withdrew his cock from her ass, leaving the abused hole suddenly feeling very empty...his teeth withdrew from her as he pulled back, then unceremoniously dropped her used body onto the floor. "Mmm, I kinda hoped you would pussy out, so I could have some fun with your friend...but a deal is a deal" He said, as he began to gather his clothes from the floor, getting dressed.

Megan curled up on the floor and whimpered...her ass was in so much pain, she sniffled, the afterglow was much less fun than the sex had been, the wolf learning a lot about her newly explored masochistic side. She wasn't sure which of the two disturbed her more as she learned more about herself and Bruce...

"Don't take too long, you still gotta get the kitty dressed and home, before someone else takes advantage of the situation." He said, laughing. "I gotta go take a campus tour of one of the universities trying to scout me this weekend, see you Monday." He spoke completely nonchalantly as he pulled on his shirt, and walked out of the guest room, no doubt on his way out of the party.

Megan slowly got to her feet, wincing as pain shot through her rear, limping with each step as she returned to the bed, tugging Sarah's panties and pants back up, rolling her over and fixing her shirt where Bruce had clearly been fondling her chest. The wolf made sure it didn't look like her clothes had been tampered with, then limped to the guest bathroom. Running the sink, she began to clean up her face of tears, double checking her face in the mirror. It was messy, but at a quick glance nobody would be able to tell she had just been crying so intensely. Then she began washing away the blood from her shoulder, having to take longer than she had wanted, the white fur highlighting it and making it look far worse than it was.

Returning the guestroom, she began to gather her clothes, putting her dress back on and grabbing her purse from the floor, sitting down on the side of the bed. Wincing in pain, she stood back up straight. With the room back in order she took some time to rest, leaning against the wall instead while she caught her breath, and thought about what had happened.

That was until Sarah began to toss on the bed, Megan leaning over and tapping the feline on the cheek to see if she was waking up.

Sarah opened a half lidded eye. "Megan? Wha...what happened?" She asked, her voice a little raspy.

"You had a little too much, you lightweight." Megan teased, grabbing her phone and ordering a cab. "Come on, lets get you some water, and get you home." She grabbed the cheetah by the arm, pulling her from bed. Sarah was pretty out of it, and hopefully that would help her buy Megan's story as she began helping her out of the room, doing her best not to show her own pain too openly as she brought Sarah back downstairs, grabbing a bottled water from a table and moving to wait out in the front yard with her, doing her best to get the drugged cheetah to drink some of it while they waited for the cab...

Eventually it arrived, helping the cheetah inside, Megan accompanied her home, her body tensing as she sat down on the car seat. She distracting herself by doing her best to keep the cheetah awake, and help her all the way to her room when they got to her house. Megan breathed a sigh of relief that Sarah's folks were asleep, avoiding that awkward conversation as she got Sarah to her bed to sleep off the effects of whatever Bruce had slipped her.

Heading home, the wolf now had the whole weekend to herself. She decided to spend it alone, to think about everything that just happened, and for her sore ass, which was no doubt rather bruised from its treatment, to recover. She laid in bed, watching BDSM videos on her phone...wondering if this was really her now? She had never explored things like this, the leather and whips didn't hold a lot of appeal to her, but the power the doms held over their subs...she found herself entranced by that, almost obsessively.

It made her think more about Bruce, she couldn't deny he was a horrible person, who had just used horrible means to get his way and have power over the wolf. Yet she was actually finding herself being into it, being forced to give herself to him so completely, being helpless...abused. It had turned her on. She tried to rationalize with herself, that she needed to stay with him so that she could keep him from hurting people as long as she satisfied him. He had money, a promising football career, no accusation would stick, and nothing could even be proven yet anyway, she had stopped him from actually taking things that far after all... She was certain that this was the way it had to be, yet she still couldn't shake the feeling that she was just being selfish, but she pushed that shame aside, promising herself she wouldn't let him take things too far.

Though she had no idea how she could keep that promise.

It wasn't until Monday morning that she saw Bruce again, grinning at her as he approached her locker. "I've been thinking about you all weekend." he said, fondling one of her breasts through her t-shirt, not caring if anyone saw. Megan blushing in embarrassment.

"I've been thinking about you too, every time I sit down." she said, giggling, trying to make light of Friday night.

Bruce's expression filled with pride, proud he had left her hurting. "Mmm, well get used to that feeling. But today, I want that mouth of yours. The men's room, during my free period, got it?"

Megan opened her mouth to protest that they didn't share free periods, but quickly stopped herself, remembering her promise to him. "Yeah, of course." She said, nodding.

He slapped her on the ass as he walked away, forcing a little whine from her. As Megan finished getting her books out of her locker, she spotted Sarah walking up.

"Hey, thanks for getting me home on Friday." She said, looking fairly chipper. "Don't know what happened, I only remember having one drink, talking to Bruce about something..."

Megan shook her head. "Well I'm surprised you remember anything about that night, you were completely wasted when I found you."

"Hah, normally I remember at least a few shots, I must have went way harder than usual." She shrugged. "Hopefully I didn't say anything embarrassing to your boyfriend." Sarah poked Megan with her elbow. "You're a lucky girl to have gotten to him first. We still on for the mall on Thursday?"

The wolf was relieved that Sarah didn't seem suspicious about that night. "I'll have to see what Bruce is doing that night, but maybe." She explained, knowing her schedule now revolved around the lion's needs.

The feline rolled her eyes. "Must be some good dick to blow your friends off for it." She said, quickly returning to a smile. "Can't say I blame you, see ya!"

"Later!" Megan waved as the cheetah continued down the hall. She blushed, having her talk about Bruce like that felt strange now, if she only knew what he was going to do to her before Megan showed up... Closing her locker the wolf finally began to make her way to her first class of the day. Things were uneventful, but she had trouble focusing, her mind still on her boyfriend and where there relationship was at... and her own lust rising as she anticipated whatever he had planned for her later today.

Two hours passed, and it would normally be time for Megan's math class, instead she found herself putting her things away before heading down to the bathrooms. Bruce wasn't outside in the hall, the wolf slowly and nervously walked into the men's room, finding the lion waiting for her beside the last stall.

"About time." He said, pushing the stall door open. "Come on, get on your knees." Bruce ordered as he walked into the stall himself.

Megan rushed into the stall, not wanting to be seen by anyone who might come in, closing and latching the door behind her. She then dropped onto her knees in front of the lion, shuddering as she felt the ice cold tile against the bare fur of her knees just below her skirt.

Bruce fiddled with his pants, unfastening his belt, pushing the front of his pants and boxers down to let his slowly hardening cock fall free. "You know what to do." He grinned down at her as he spoke, clearly relishing the power he now had over her.

Megan blushed, it wasn't her first time in this position in front of him, but the shift in dynamic made it feel so much different. Before she was the good girlfriend doing something nice for her boyfriend, but now she was his subservient bitch, she had no choice anymore. She bit her lip, feeling a dampness form in her panties. The white furred wolf leaned forward, Bruce's musky scent washing over her as she slowly opened her muzzle, sliding the tip of his barbed member inside of her mouth. She smiled as she heard him groan, putting her broad canine tongue to good use in pleasuring him, feeling him stiffen up inside of her mouth. She gagged slightly as his slowly engorging cock brushed the back of her throat, before pushing forward, taking him into her throat, looking up to see his reaction to her slowly improving deep throat skills.

Bruce seemed pleased, but his smug expression betrayed an anticipation for something, even as her nose pressed into that dense patch of thick, dark pubic fur, a feat that she had only mastered recently. His musky smell was far more intense here, almost strong enough to make her light headed. She didn't have long to wait to find out what he was anticipating though, as his hands wrapped around the sides of her head, fingers sliding through her beautiful short black hair, curling around the base of her ears.

He held her head tightly, enough to make it perfectly clear he didn't want her moving an inch. Megan gagged around his member, her throat tingling from having it in there for too long. She tried to remain calm, to keep her gag reflex in check and from accidentally choking on his cock.

Then, without moving her head, he pulled his hips back, removing his cock just enough for her to breathe normally again, before slamming back into her throat. She felt his balls slap into her chin, gagging violently as his cock so roughly re-entered her throat, and coughing from the irritation as he pulled it back out, only to thrust in yet again. Each thrust came faster than the last, his pace steadily increasing as the lion gave a low, pleasured growl above her.

Once again his rough treatment was leaving her face covered in tears, this time due to the abuse of her gag reflex as opposed to pain. The bathroom was now echoing with the sounds of her gagging, leaving Megan really hoping nobody could hear them.

The lion was hunched over her, fucking her mouth relentlessly. Megan did her best to keep working his cock with her tongue, but it was difficult to do anything with her throat being abused like this. "Mmm, doesn't it feel good to finally know your place? To finally accept who is superior?" Bruce growled out. Megan felt a shiver run down her body from his words...it really did, as shameful as it still was.

Bruce snarled, and the wolf felt familiar, painful pinpricks as he began to cum straight down her throat. Megan's coughing and gagging sending the salty liquid straight back up, into her mouth, some of it coming out of her nose as she began actually choking on his dick, becoming light headed until he finally finished unloading his balls into the wolf's face.

He withdrew his now softening member, wiping himself off on her soft cheeks before stuffing himself back into his pants. "Mmm, that felt good, I've been thinking of doing that all weekend. I'll be hanging out with the guys after school, keep your phone on you in case I want seconds." he said, leaving her coughing and sputtering, falling to her hands and knees the moment he withdrew, spit and cum falling from her mouth to the floor, as she was desperately trying to catch her breath while he walked out of the stall and bathroom.

After a few seconds, Megan was able to get herself under control, her throat now feeling fairly sore as she grabbed some toilet paper, using it to wipe the mess from the floor first, then getting some more, she did her best to wipe the cum from her cheeks and nose. Friday night she had felt abused and belittled, she had been a submissive bitch forced to endure the rage of a primal beast. This time, she only felt used, a receptacle for his pleasure, and something to for him to wipe himself off on. Once again she found herself incredibly turned on, but this time the lion had given no release for herself, left unsatisfied and pent up, only adding to how used she felt. For a brief moment, she considered sitting down on the toilet and having some fun with her fingers...but if she hurried she could catch most of her class, and she decided against it. She dusted herself off, making sure nothing had dripped onto her clothes before walking out of the stall, and turning on the sink. She began to clean up her face of tears, spit and cum she had missed, working to make sure that when her fur dried, it would at least look like she hadn't just been used as a cum rag.

It was when she was almost finished that an Iguana walked in, she didn't know his name, but he simply greeted her with a nod and the word "Nice." before continuing into a stall, he no doubt had seen Bruce in the hall on his way in here. The wolf flattened her ears in embarrassment and quickly finished up, rushing to class, explaining to the teacher she got distracted on the way when the lioness asked why she was late. The teacher only asking that she made sure it didn't become a regular thing. Megan frowned as she turned away from her, knowing it was probably going to be...

The rest of the day went by fairly uneventfully, unfortunately that meant nothing to distract her from the events in the bathroom playing over and over again in her mind. Getting home she went straight to her room, stripping out of her clothes and reaching into her bedside table, where she had a small, bright green dildo, it was simple and cheap, but it would have to do as she laid down, positioning it between her legs, slipping it inside the well lubricated hole with complete ease, the small toy was nothing compared to Bruce.

She closed her eyes, letting her imagination take over, imagining that it was Bruce pumping the small toy in and out of her, blushing to herself as a thought crossed her head, rolling onto her stomach, she lined the toy up with her ass...sliding it inside, its size and her natural juices coating it making it easy to fit. She shuddered, small jolts of pain shooting through her as the tender hole was stretched. As she began pumping it in and out of her ass, the pain slowly faded away as she worked the muscles in her ass, only pleasure remained...

Megan gave a frustrated sigh, pulling the toy out. This wasn't doing the job, at this rate it would be hours before she could cum. Setting it aside, she grabbed her purse, checking how much money she still had... then she quickly threw on her skirt and t-shirt.

The pent up wolf made her way outside, catching the bus downtown. Blushing as she kept her legs shut on the bus, realizing in her rush she had no underwear on... She made it to the stop without incident, walking a few more blocks, and feeling embarrassed yet again as she pushed through the doors of a storefront with blacked out windows, walking into what was unmistakably a sex shop. Toys, accessories and lingerie everywhere, everything from mundane dildo's to exceptionally kinky looking devices was available, Megan was more interested in the former as she began to browse.

The whole shop had a smell to it, mostly of rubber, plastic, faint mingling scents from some of the lubricants on offer. She spent several minutes browsing, deciding between two dildo's...a feline one, and a dragon one. The feline one was the right shape, but it was the biggest they had and still a couple inches short. The dragon cock on the other hand was about Bruce's size, but obviously the shape was more exotic...

Looking at the price tags she frowned, and decided to get both, she would just have to take the bus back instead of a cab for a bit more discretion. Approaching the counter she put the pair of toys down, nervously waiting to be rung up, when someone pushed against her side, setting down a small box on the counter, a credit card passing across to the clerk.

Megan looked up in surprise, seeing her boyfriend smirking down at her. "Don't worry babe, I got this." He said.

"O-oh, of course." Megan stammered out, surprised to see the lion here of all places. She looked down at the counter, trying to see what he was buying, but it was face down, the back mostly having warnings and company info, and before she could parse what it was from what was visible, the clerk rung it up, putting it into an opaque black bag.

"You want these separate?" The tabby at the counter asked as she prepared to bag the dildos, Bruce shaking head in response as she put them into the same bag as his and handed it to him.

Bruce then grabbed the wolf tightly by the shoulder, leading her not to the exit, but further into the shop, around a row of lingerie and into one of the changing rooms. Shutting the door behind them, Bruce reached into the bag, pulling out the dildos, giving each of them a look, grinning wide. "Thinking of me, are you?" He said, as he put the feline dildo down on the bench.

Megan nodded, embarrassed that he had seen what she had been buying. "I needed something a little closer to the real thing than my little green one..." She answered.

The lion smirked, leaning closer to her, forcing the wolf to back into a corner to keep from being toppled over by him. "Oh? And when did you become a size queen?" He asked, his hand wrapping around her thigh, slowly sliding up her leg. "You've said that little one was enough to get the job done for months, even when I offered to get you a new one...so what changed?" His voice was simultaneously smug in that "I told you so" sort of way, and accusatory, as his hand slipped up her skirt, cupping her ass. "Ooh, no panties...dirty girl..." his finger slipped to her asshole, forcing the wolf to shudder with all her pent up lust as her boyfriend so lewdly manhandled her. His finger touched her butthole, feeling a little remaining wetness from her little green toy... "You put it in your slutty little ass, didn't you? And it wasn't big enough for you" He pushed his finger inside, sliding it in all the way to the knuckle, beginning to pump it in and out of her, eliciting stifled moans from the wolf. "I haven't ruined your ass that badly yet, still nice and tight...and look at you, you're about ready to blow right now! Your little green toy is bigger than my finger..."

Megan cursed him in her mind, cursed how good he was at reading her like a book.

"So its not how loose your ass is, or how much pleasure it gives..." His grin shifted, becoming more sadistic. "You wanted it to hurt, didn't you? You're a little painslut now, aren't you?"

Megan nodded, ashamed. "Yes..." she said pathetically, watching as the Lion pulled his box from the bag, now seeing the front she realized what it was, a cock ring.

"That's good, makes it that much more fun for me to try and find your limits..." He pulled the ring out of the packaging, his other hand shoving his pants down, slipping them over his muscular thighs until they were pooled around his ankles. His cock poking an inch or so out of his sheath. "How about we give our new toys a test run?" He said, slipping the cock ring snugly around his sheath. "Get me hard, while I get these open..." he said, grabbing the dildos, using his claws to begin tearing at the plastic clamshell packaging.

Megan dropped to her knees, reaching out she began to fondle the lion's impressive ball sack, teasing the tip of his cock with little kisses. His cock quickly swelled, not needing much coaxing before he was at full mast. Megan's eyes went wide, with his cock engorged the ring around his sheath had gone from a snug fit, to a tight one, his barbs now erect like they were when he came as a result.

"Like it?" he asked, lowering the two dildos in his hands down, comparing them to his own member, nodding in what seemed to be approval. "Something I found out recently, if you squeeze just the right spot... well, you can see what happens. Makes them way more sensitive too...here..." He took the feline dildo, both dildos had a pair of balls to act as a base to keep them from going too deep, and a suction cup. Bruce slammed the dildo down, pressing the suction cup against the wooden bench of the changing room, sticking it to it. "Get up and bend over, show 'Little Bruce' what you did in the bathroom this afternoon." He said, grinning at her.

Megan to no surprise, did as she was told, standing up and bending forward, towards the lion dildo, opening her muzzle and taking it inside, sliding all the way into her throat, until her chin pressed against its silicone balls.

Bruce meanwhile flipped up her skirt, squeezing her ass roughly, her little whines and moans from even that rough treatment now muffled by the faux-cock serving as a gag. Then she felt the pointed tip of the silicone dragon cock, pushing into her asshole without any fanfare, sliding it in all the way to the base in one motion. Megan winced in pain as the cock's size stretched her back beyond what her ass was fully ready to handle, the large ridges underneath creating a very different sensation from Bruce's barbs.

With her mouth around the dildo on the bench, the wolf couldn't look back and see what Bruce was doing, only feel it as his actual cock began to line up with her dripping wet sex, sliding inside of the well lubricated hole with ease. Megan tensed up as she felt his barbs scraping against her vaginal walls, dozens of painful pinpricks pressing against every inch of her insides. She could hear Bruce's breathing becoming more labored, the sensation of being inside of her with his barbs extended like this was clearly rather intense for him as he slid deeper into of her. The wolf meanwhile had never felt so stuffed back there before, both of her holes filled, the shared wall between her asshole and pussy was squeezed between the two, only making both feel even tighter inside of her. Hilting completely inside of her, the lion began to pump his cock in and out of the wolf's pussy, growling softly as he began to fuck her.

The painful barbs caused Megan to whimper and whine into the toy currently in her throat, every thrust jostling her body, forcing her to slide back and forth on it in small movements, causing her to gag around it. As his pace increased, Megan's legs began to tremble, she was on the verge of orgasm within moments, being fucked with his flared barbs made it feel like her body was going into overdrive. She squealed out around the toy, cumming suddenly from the sensation, the fastest orgasm of her life, her walls clamping down painfully on the cock inside of her.

Bruce however was only getting started, the lion slapping Megan on the ass, leaning forward over her, and thrusting harder, faster. The wolf would be a mess of screaming and moaning if not for the toy muffling her, reminding her to keep quiet every time she gagged on it. The prickling pain nothing compared to the pleasure she felt and in only a minute she went from one of her fastest orgasms ever, to a second orgasm in the same session.

Her tail began to wag in joy, but Bruce stopped it, grabbing it in his hand and tugging on it painfully with each thrust. "Fuck...you keep cumming like that, you're gonna make me pop..."

The tight squeezing of her orgasms, her body desperately trying to milk him of his seed, was doing as nature intended, bringing him closer to an orgasm every time her walls clamped down on those sensitive barbs. Now with her tail in hand, his thrusts grew harder, more forceful, making the dildo in her throat that much more uncomfortable. She didn't last, reaching a climax for a third, and final time, the snarling growl above her confirming what she felt below, as lion cum filled her pussy, her womb filling with virile seed, the wolf thanking her lucky stars that she was on the pill.

The lion panted above her, withdrawing his cock, using her ass as a cum rag before pulling his pants back up. Megan lifted her head up off the cock, standing up straight, whimpering with the dragon dildo still shoved painfully up her ass. She looked at Bruce, who was slipping off his cock ring, sliding it into his pocket before giving Megan a weird look.

"Ugh, this place doesn't have a bathroom, does it?" He asked.

"Uh, there's probably an employee bathroom in the back..." Megan said, pulling the dragon dildo from her ass, dropping it into the bag they had been given so she could wash it at home.

"Fuck, what a pain in the ass. Can't piss straight after I nut anyway either. I got a better idea, get on your knees." The lion said, facing the wolf, holding his softening cock by the base.

Megan's eyes went wide. "Wh-what?" she asked, in disbelief at what the lion was implying.

He gave her an annoyed look. "What happened to all that obedience you promised? Have I hit your limit already? Such a disappointment..." He said, scornfully.

"No, no!" Megan shook her head, dropping to her knees. "I'll do it, it just...surprised me." She said.

Bruce's annoyed expression shifted back to a grin, as he stepped to her, sliding his cock into her muzzle, wrapping his hands around her snout, forcing it closed. "That's better, don't you dare get any piss on my pants, or I'll take it out on your little friends ass." He threatened.

Megan found her nose buried in the lions pubic fur yet again, this time his cock wasn't hard enough to reach her throat, to her dismay. There was a brief pause, before she felt him tense up...and a stream of a warm, bitter and just plain foul liquid splashed onto her tongue. Her nose scrunched up, and she reflexively retched, gagging at the taste and sensation. She had to swallow it fast, or it would fill her mouth, her retching and gagging making it difficult, but she forced herself to power through it, swallowing her boyfriends piss.

The lion gave a satisfied sigh, and an amused smirk, looking down at her struggling to keep it down. He finished up, withdrawing his cock from her muzzle, shoving it back into his boxers. "Thanks babe, I gotta split, the guys are waiting for me."

Megan stayed on her knees, even as the lion left the changing room. The taste lingered in her mouth, causing her to periodically gag. Slowly she got up, sitting down on the bench she got out her phone, thankful that she could afford a ride home in a cab as opposed to taking the bus, especially now...

The wolf didn't know what to think, her humiliation now extending beyond sex, she was unsure if she was more turned on or disgusted at having just been used as a urinal. Ultimately though, she had no real choice in this situation anyway, her life was no longer her own, or else her friends payed the price.

She left the store, taking a cab home where she quickly went to work rinsing her mouth out, and cleaning her new toys in her bathrooms sink. She put the toys away, today had gotten rather out of control, and she needed to cool down before Bruce came knocking.

It wasn't until the next day that Bruce called on her again, once again finding herself in the boys bathroom, once again on her knees before the lion, servicing his cock. This time he was wearing the cock ring, the barbs painfully scraping at her throat as his cock entered her throat. He also was more than content to let her take the lead, smiling down at her sadistically as she pushed herself down on the barbs. "Mmm, good girl, but you know how I like taking that throat..." he teased.

Megan took the hint, picking up her pace, gagging herself with each bob of her head along the barbed phallus, slamming her snout into his musky pubic fur over and over. Her throat was being rubbed raw by the barbs, and she began to whimper in addition to her gagging.

"Fuck...this feels incredible." Bruce moaned out. "I almost feel sorry for the pussies who cant get their girlfriend to let them fuck barbs out. Its the best."

From Megan's perspective, it was easy to see why most didn't, the barbs were painful, and the longer it went on, the worse it got. But she persisted, hearing him sound so pleased felt good, and it got her through it...

A voice in the back of her head was wondering if she was letting things go too far, but she quickly silenced it, she was his good girl, and she would only learn to love this treatment even more.

She heard a muffled roaring sound above her, as Bruce tried not to make too much noise. With his barbs already extended, his orgasm came without any warning, cum began to splash onto her tongue and down her throat as she bobbed her head, she coughed, choking on semen. Pulse after pulse of salty liquid filling her muzzle and throat, and when she thought he was done, she pulled away from his cock, only to receive one last blast of jizz to her face.

Bruce laughed, pulling his pants back up. "Hah, have fun with that." He then looked her over, rubbing his chin. "Y'know, other than whats in your hair, it kind of blends in. You could almost get away with wearing it around. It's definitely your style." He laughed again, walking out of the bathroom, leaving her to once again clean up. This time she had brought a small package of wet wipes from home in her purse for just this reason, using a small makeup mirror to make sure she got all of it.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, Bruce stopped her, waiting just outside. "No using your toys today. I'll be by your place tonight, I wanna see how many times you cum just from getting fucked in the ass." He said, before walking away and leaving her to get to class, late, yet again.

That night she waited for Bruce to arrive, butterflies in her stomach as she anticipated what would no doubt be a rough anal session, the first one since Friday night. It was starting to get late, her folks had gone to bed, and she began to wonder if he was going to even show up, it wouldn't be the first time he blew off plans. But after a few more minutes of waiting, she heard his truck pulling up. She opened the door, watching him as he walked towards her house. As soon as he was inside, she grabbed his hand as she led him to her bedroom, an old habit.

Shutting and locking the door to her room behind them, Megan grinned, as she began to pull off her t-shirt, slowly and sensually stripping for the lion, making sure the shirt caught on her bare tits just right to lift them up and drop them as it passed by, causing them to jiggle around.

Bruce smirked at her little display. "So excited to get your ass ruined, hmm?" He said, unbuttoning his shirt.

The wolf blushed and nodded, turning to her side, bending forward as she pulled down her jeans, giving him a nice view her shapely ass, leaving her in only her panties.

The lion followed suit with much less flair, pulling his boxers and pants off in one motion, his cock already almost completely hard, the cock ring visible on his sheath indicating that he had come prepared.

Instinctively she reached her hand down to stroke his cock, wrapping her fingers around the barbed phallus, stroking it gently as it poked into her hand. Bruce meanwhile ran a hand through her black hair, grinning. "Why don't you get me off with your mouth first? I bet I can fuck your ass even longer if you make me cum once." He growled out. "Sit down on the bed, let me take care of everything."

The wolf sat down on the edge of the bed, placing her hands on her lap and opening her muzzle for him as he stepped up to her, knowing what was coming.

Sure enough, he leaned forward, placing one foot on the bed beside her, sliding his cock into her waiting muzzle, his hands running through her hair again, gripping down on it, using it as a handhold as he began to force her to slide back and forth along his member.

Megan coughed, not expecting this, expecting him to hold her in place and fuck her mouth like before, but instead he was using her head to do all the work.

"Don't you dare touch yourself." He warned, pulling her head back and forth violently, forcing her to cough and gag just as badly as the first time in the boys room.

Megan kept her legs closed, obediently, whimpering mostly from the pain of having her hair pulled on. She was thankful she didn't share a wall with her parents, but she knew they still needed to be somewhat quiet, doing her best to hold back on the noises yet again.

Bruce grunted above her, slamming her into his pubic fur over and over. Megan was starting to get better at reading his noises, he sounded close already. A flash of pride went through her, realizing her little strip show must have excited him quite a bit.

As he pulled her down one last time, blasting his cum into her throat, another repeat of the first time he face fucked her, Megan struggled to keep it down, making a mess of her face and his cock. He held her like that for several long moments, while he caught his breath and looked down at her, grinning at her. "Such a little slut." He said.

With her snout pressed into his pubic fur, she took a long sniff of his musky scent, eliciting a small chuckle from the lion as he pulled his cock free.

Still holding her hair with one hand, he pulled her back, lowering his cock in between her breasts. "Squeeze those tits around my cock. My little pain slut is going to need me nice and dry." He commanded.

She did as he said, pushing her hands to the sides of her breasts, squeezing them together as he drug his cock back, smearing spit and cum into her fur. As soon as his cock emerged, he pulled her forward by the hair again, using her face and cheeks to wipe any left behind before finally releasing her, and crawling onto the bed.

The wolf followed suit, facing away from the lion as she snuggled up to him, pressing her rear to his crotch, the back of her head leaning back against his chest. Bruce wrapped his arms around her, rubbing across her flat stomach, one of his thumbs tracing a gray accent on her side, purring a little as they shared a very rare, tender moment.

Then she felt the tip of his cock pressing against one of her ass cheeks. "Mmm, looks like I am ready to go already... Lay on your stomach, and you might want to bite a pillow if you don't want your folks hearing how much their darling daughter loves taking it up the ass."

Megan smiled to herself and did as she was told, rolling onto her stomach and laying down flat. Her breasts pressing into the sheets under her, it only serves to smear cum deeper into her fur, she knew that was going to be a pain to clean, but that was a problem for the future. Grabbing a pillow in both arms, she scrunched it up and wrapped her jaws around it, smearing it with cum and spit.

He was on top of her in an instant, the lion rolling onto the smaller wolf and wasting no time as he lined his cock up to her asshole, prepared to fuck her dry once again.

He thrust down into her, causing her to scream out into the pillow, tears forming in her eyes from the already searing pain. Forbidding her toys meant her ass hasn't been stretched since the sex shop, and she was paying for that as his engorged cock plunged into her, barbs poking into the inner walls of her anus. Bruce grabbed her arm, using it as leverage, while his other hand pushed her head down. He growled above her as he thrust inside deeper, this time he was in complete control of the penetration from the start, and knowing she could take it, that the pain of it would only drive her more, he hilted himself completely inside of her in a second, decisive thrust.

He had been right too, Megan was already desperately horny from a whole day of waiting to get off, and now as he speared into her ass she had her first orgasm, muffled moans mixing with her pained cries into the pillow.

Bruce's voice carried a purr to it as he felt her quivering beneath him, heard her frantic moans. "Off to a good start..." he said, as he began to rock his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of her with his usual lack of regard for her comfort. Pounding into her, slamming his hips into her plush ass with every thrust, he was keeping up the pressure, and for the first time Megan realized she was having a double orgasm, just as the first was petering out, a second took over, keeping her in the throes of pleasure. Bruce didn't slow, if anything he sped up when he realized what was happening.

Then a third hit her, a fourth? She was losing track fast, it was all a blur of orgasmic bliss, her ability to think straight disappearing, replaced with the constant, rhythmic slaps of her boyfriends hips against her ass, the sensation of his massive cock sliding in and out of her with no end in sight, until everything went black, the sustained orgasm causing the wolf to pass out.

When she re-opened her eyes, she had no idea if it had only been seconds, or minutes since blacking out. There was little to gauge the passage of time, as the lion was still slamming into her ass, not put off by her going limp under him. His breathing was getting ragged, and the pain she felt was largely fading, her ass getting used to his size, and going numb to his barbs constant abuse. Feeling she had herself under control, she let go of the pillow, lifting her head up slowly, both of Bruce's hands were now on her waist as he pounded her frantically.

Bruce hilted deep in her, warmth spreading through Megan's insides as a jet of cum filled her ass yet again, the lion making a low, growling sound as he came inside of her. As he pulled out, she could feel a warm trickle leaking out of her used hole.

"That was...holy shit..." Megan said, still somewhat dazed.

The lion chuckled as he lay down beside her. "Mmhm, you just remember who the only man who knows how to do that to you is." He said.

"I will." She promised, as the two of them laid there exhausted, drifting off to sleep.

The next morning Megan slowly opened her eyes, seeing Bruce putting his clothes back on, the lion's mane looking slightly damp, indicating he had taken a shower. "Mmm, need anything this morning?" She asked.

Bruce looked over at her, grinning like something was funny. "Nah, already took care of it. You'll have to wait until our usual time at school to get at my dick." He teased.

Megan sat up, quickly realizing what he meant as a small trickle of fresh cum ran down from her forehead. Reaching up, she felt a fresh coat of cum had been blasted onto her face and the side of her head. "Ah." She said, licking some from her fingers while Bruce laughed. Megan got up from bed, wincing as her ass was still quite sore. Bruce laughed again, the wolf limping past him into her bathroom, starting up the shower.

She was in for a long, thorough shower, her face and chest especially were a complete mess as she worked to get dried cum and spit out of her fur, but eventually she was able to get her fur back to its luxurious, silky state. As she stepped out of the shower and began drying herself, she saw Bruce leaning in the doorway, watching her. She just smiled back at him and continued through her routine, drying her fur, brushing her fur and hair, cleaning her teeth, then finally reaching into her medicine cabinet, pulling out a box, containing blister packs of pills.

Looking down at the pills, she didn't notice Bruce stepping behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist in a tender embrace. "What are those?" He asked, his tone betraying that he knew precisely what they were.

"My birth control." Megan said, looking back at him over her shoulder.

"Ah, flush them." Bruce said, completely casually, still with an upbeat attitude to his voice.

Megan's ears went flat against her head. "I...wha, but if I don't take them, I could get..."

"Pregnant?" Bruce asked. "That's the idea." He said, a low growl added to his currently upbeat tone.

Megan looked at the lion with complete disbelief. This was it, the point she promised herself she wouldn't cross, this was taking things too far. "I...I don't think I am ready to be a mother..." she stammered out.

"Disappointing... I saw that friend of yours in the hall yesterday...the short fox, I forget her name..."

"Kate?" Megan asked, a worried look spreading across her face.

"Yeah, that one. I could smell her heat, made me think about how much I want to fuck you in heat. It's what gave me the idea. You know the drill, little thing like her, a belly of lion kits will make her swell up like a balloon." He said, casually, his upbeat mood not phased by the wolf's disobedience.

Megan knew why too, letting out a sigh, because he knew he was getting exactly what he wanted. The wolf forced to accept that she had no agency, she could, would, and was letting him take things too far as she stepped over to her toilet, holding a blister pack of pills over it and popping them in, one by one, with a small wet plop each time until none were left. The box and used blister packs tossed away into a little waste bin, as she flushed, watching her birth control swirl away down the toilet.

Bruce gave a rather affectionate growl. "That's a good girl. Now you are going to keep track of your cycle, I want to know the moment you go into heat. Okay?"

"O...okay..." she said, still very taken aback by this entire situation.

"Don't sound so upset. I know deep down this is turning you on, knowing your womb belongs to me now." He leaned in, whispering into her ear. "I'm going to knock you up, because that is all you are good for, sex and babies. Really, it's more than a little pain slut like you deserves, so what do you say?"

Megan was trembling, he had been so physically degrading, but this was the most verbally humiliating he had been towards her since their relationship had changed so dramatically. She knew he was manipulating her, taking advantage of her newfound love of pain and humiliation. But he was right, she loved being treated like this, loved being talked to like this, and she had no choice, so why not try to enjoy it? "Thank you..." she said in a shaky voice.

"That's right." He stood up straight, fondling her ass roughly. "Now, I don't want anymore back talk ever again, got it?" He said. "You've been a fast learner these past few days, but the training wheels are coming off, If I tell you to do something you do it, and if I hear any more back talk, I'm not going to make threats any more, got it?"

Megan blushed as he laid down the law with unsubtle threats of raping her friends if she back talked him again, all with that continued upbeat tone of voice. "Yes. I got it." She said.

Bruce leaned in, kissing her on the neck. "Good, hurry up and get dressed."

Megan did just that, Bruce joining her and her mother for breakfast, the wolf waiting until her mothers back was turned before sitting down, wincing as she did to Bruce's amusement. Her mother may know Megan is sexually active, she is eighteen and has a handsome boyfriend who stays the night sometimes, after all. But there were definitely some things best left unsaid and unseen right now.

Afterwords she got a ride in Bruce's truck, a gift from his dad after his team won the last game of the season. Things were almost normal...save for the thoughts eating at the back of the wolf's mind, thoughts of becoming a mother... Bruce was rich, she knew she would be fine, he could support any kids, but it was still scary...

She didn't see the lion again until their usual meeting time, walking into the men's room and finding him waiting for her. As she drew close, Bruce grabbed her tightly, pulling her onto the tips of her toes as he pressed his muzzle to hers, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. She moaned, not expecting such a passionate kiss from him. Their tongues intertwined, Megan began unbuttoning the front of his shirt, running her hands over his chiseled, muscular chest.

Bruce meanwhile began to drag the wolf into the stall, her feet dragging across the floor as he kicked the door shut behind them, letting go of her with one hand only long enough to latch it, before he continued his passionate kiss, shoving her against one of the stall walls.

After several more moments their make-out session finally ended, Bruce pulling away from the wolf. "Whoa...someone is in a good mood." She said, looking up at his grinning muzzle.

"Mmm, just thinking about how perfect of an obedient little fucktoy you have become, now hold on." He put one hand on her thigh, another on her ass, lifting the wolf up into the air, the hand on her thigh moving between her legs, shifting her skirt and sliding her panties out of the way. Megan gasped as she felt his cock press against her pussy lips as he lowered her down onto it, she hadn't even noticed he had gotten it out while they were kissing. As it pressed inside, she wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively to keep from falling, and her arms around his torso, holding him tightly as she nuzzled her face into the tuft of dark fur on his chest. When he thrust his hips, sinking into her, she let out a whimper, feeling the roughness of his barbs pushing into her, he was obviously wearing that cock ring of his, as was becoming his usual now, it must have felt really good for him like he had said... Or he just liked that it hurt her, she would probably never actually know.

"Shhh, don't let anyone hear you, you don't want to leave me pent up because we got caught." He growled at her, thrusting completely into her, and pulling back as he quickly got into the rhythm of fucking her.

Megan did her best to hold back her whining, whimpering, and moaning, keeping her muzzle shut and face pressed into his warm chest. There would still be no mistaking what was happening if someone were to come into the bathroom though, and she just had to hope anyone who did, didn't care. She then let out a small yelp, quickly shutting her muzzle tight, as she felt a wandering finger press against her still tender asshole, sliding inside. The lion was pounding into the wolf harder and harder now, growling and groaning.

The faster it went, the harder it was for her to keep herself quiet, especially as his barbs inflicted pain and pleasure in equal measure. Then suddenly he pulled out from her cunt, pulling them away from the wall, he let her go, Megan following suit, managing barely to land on her feet. Before she could ask why he was stopping, he grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around, yanking up on her tail and pulling down her panties, as he impatiently shoved his cock into her ass.

Megan had to grit her teeth so as to not scream out from having her still tender asshole penetrated so roughly, a few moments of thrusting before she felt him shooting cum into her asshole yet again.

Bruce was breathing heavily... slowly pulling out of her "That was close, got a little carried away and almost forgot you weren't on the pill anymore."

Megan looked at him, confused, as she turned around and pulled her panties back up before anything leaked out. While there was always a chance of a fertile egg even after missing a single pill, and even while being out of season...wasn't that his goal?

He seemed to pick up on her confusion, explaining himself. "I read a great article on how barbs can stimulate ovulation, didn't want to breed you before your fertile period starts. The more fertile you are, the higher chance of conceiving multiple cubs."

Megan blushed, he wanted twins? Or triplets? It wasn't uncommon but, thinking of carrying around the extra weight for nine months was a little daunting.

"Its a good read, I'll text you a link to it. Later." Bruce said, leaving her.

Megan fixed her clothes, this time he didn't make much of a mess of her, and after double checking for any... drips, she made her way out shortly after him.

Exiting the bathroom, Megan almost ran straight into the tiny Fennec waiting for her outside.

"Kate!" Megan blurted out, startled. "What are you doing here?"

"I followed you." She stated plainly, with a smug grin. "You have been late to class twice, I wanted to see where little miss perfect grades was going that was more important." She teased. "I'd ask what you were doing in the men's room but, the smile on your boyfriends face tells that story."

The shortstack vixen proceeded to slap Megan on the ass as she teased her, causing the wolf to yelp in pain, to the wolf's instant embarrassment.

Kate's eyes went wide, and devilish smile crossed her muzzle. "Oh you are a dirty one aren't you, giving the big guy the backstage pass are we?"

Megan blushed as the fennec teased her. "Could you maybe keep it down about that?" she pleaded.

The foxes eyes lit up ."Knew it, sooo..."

"So, what?" Megan asked.

"What's it like taking it up the butt from from the big mean lion?" She said, never one to mince words, but Megan could also smell what was driving her curiosity, Bruce had been correct when he said she was in heat and doing nothing to hide it. "Is he just a brute like he is in school, or does tall rich and handsome have a tender side we don't get to see?"

"You're in heat." The wolf stated. "And you really should be wearing a pad to cancel out the smell, you're gonna get all the guys in school riled up..." She said, reminding herself to pick some up after school.

"A brute then..." she said, smirking. "One whiff of me and he gave it to you extra hard, hmm? Fine, I'll start wearing those stupid pads, but you owe me more details! Now come on, we are both late for class." She said, before the two of them walked off towards their math class.

It was after school when Megan opened the link Bruce sent her during lunch, tossing the pharmacy bag full of scent pads and pregnancy tests into the corner of her room. It was an article on how a barbed penis stimulates a woman in such a way as to boost ovulation, increasing the number of eggs that get released while their seed is still inside of them. Even advising that keeping the barbs raised, such as through the use of a cock ring, can overstimulate this, and greatly increase the females chance of conception.

Megan blushed as she read the rest, even covering her mouth as she gasped. Reading that performing this during a woman's fertile period, almost always results in a minimum of quadruplets, but usually even more. The article also warns that this could be both dangerous, and even damaging to the females body, particularly if this is their first breeding.

Bruce wanted to do this to her? Her mind raced with reasons. A test? To see if she was breeding material? Or was this just another extension of his control over her...ruin her body, make her dependent on him financially and leave her undesirable for other men? Make sure that if she ever came to her senses, she couldn't leave. Or, perhaps he just got off to the idea of stuffing her full of cubs in an abusive way.

Megan figured the answer most likely lie somewhere in the middle of all three. It didn't matter, even as it became so much scarier, she had no choice. She would have to prove to him that she could do it as she began looking up exercise routines to prepare her body for birthing, diets for healthier moms and babies in the womb...

Then she blushed, realizing what has just happened. Bruce had just made it, not just a choice, or a lifestyle, but in her best interest to submit to him even when he wasn't around, taking steps to become the perfect breeding stock for him... Just one more way he controlled her.

"Bruce you son of a bitch..." she whispered, her hand idly falling between her legs. She then looked over to the drawer where she kept her toys... she only needed one hand to browse all these pregnancy health tips...

She fell asleep that night exhausted, thankful that she would have some time to prepare, as her heat was likely weeks out... Preferring to think about her plans tomorrow, it was a school holiday, the start of a four day weekend, so she could sleep in before hitting the mall with her friends.

Morning came, but it was closer to afternoon when the wolf awoke, groaning as she idly touched herself in her half-awake state, her mind on Bruce, imagining the lion spanking her before taking her from behind...

Her nose twitched, and her eyes shot open as reality crashed down on her. She was in heat? Already? It had only been a day? Had she really stopped the pill just in time for her cycle to resume that quickly, or had Bruce's barbs induced it early?

Both perhaps? The biology was fuzzy and ultimately didn't matter as she grabbed her phone... There was a brief moment of debate, whether she would wait to tell him. But if he found out she kept it from him... it wasn't worth the risk just to have a little more breathing room.

"My heat started." She texted him.

She crawled out of bed while she waited for a response, picking out a nice blue sun dress for the day. Not long after her phone buzzed and she saw his response.

"Dad's taking me to a dumb lunch thing to meet some of the people he works with, I'll catch you later." He texted back.

Megan breathed a sigh of relief, before texting back a quick "K" she would have some time to calm down first, and even time to hit the mall with the other girls in about an hour. Stepping into the shower as she began to wash up.

At the mall she met up with Sarah, Kate, and Dawn, a tall and somewhat awkward horse girl who was always exceptionally friendly.

The four of them walked through the mall, mostly window shopping as they talked. Mostly about the upcoming concert of one of Kate's favorite bands, and her excitement at being able to score tickets. It wasn't until they hit the food court to get smoothies, Dawn eating a salad, that the conversation had completely shifted to the movie they were going to watch in about an hour and a half at the cinema here in the mall.

Dawn and Sarah were sitting across from Megan, both of their eyes traveled up above her, as she turned to see what had gotten their attention, a large, familiar touch grasped her shoulder.

"Figured I'd find you here." Bruce said, grinning down at her. "My dad let me split the dumb meet up early after he was done showing off his up and coming football star." he said, a mocking tone for the last part. "You girls don't mind if I borrow Megan for a bit." He said, his tone making it more of a statement than a question.

"Hah, you two have fun now, we will be here, or the arcade before the movie starts."

Bruce's hand never left Megan's shoulder as he led her out into the parking lot towards his truck. Opening the door to the backseat, he got in first, then helped the small wolf inside before leaning over the console to turn the radio on, filling the cab with loud, bass-heavy music. Megan blushed, surrounded by windows she could see the entire parking lot of the mall, people walking, families. But she also knew they couldn't see her. Bruce's truck was massive, and had a lift kit on top of that. She remembered hearing about one student who had made a joke about him "compensating" for something, before Bruce kicked his ass after school.

Megan, and anyone who used the locker room showers with him knew he had nothing to compensate for, just that everything about him was bigger than life.

So nobody close enough to see through the tinting on the windows would be able to see up into it without an equally large vehicle, and Bruce had chosen to park between a pair of sedans.

Bruce pulled off his shirt, tossing it onto the floor of the truck as he laid down on the back seat and began to undo his belt. Megan took the hint and straddled him on the seat, helping get his pants off.

"Better get that dress off before I rip it off." He snarled out loudly over the music, grinning at her with hungry eyes as he slipped his cock ring on over his slowly hardening member.

Megan quickly got to work getting herself out of the dress, pulling it up over her head tossing it over the back of the drivers seat.

She didn't even have time to reach for her bra before Bruce reached for it, putting a claw behind the thin strip of fabric between her breasts, tearing it open. And while she pulled the ruin undergarment off, he did the same with each side of her panties, ruining them as she was forced to discard them and the scent blocking pad she had been wearing.

Grabbing her hips, he dragged her closer, his cock rubbing against the front of her pubic region and stomach. One of his hands slipped below, teasing her clit, while the other massaged one of her breasts, squeezing and fondling it.

"Mmm, I can smell your heat already, you want this don't you? You want me to make you a mommy, right here in the back of my truck like the trashy slut you are."

Megan nodded weakly. "Y-yes...I want you to breed me." She yelled out, losing herself in her rising lust, letting her fears and worries wash away for the moment just to enjoy this. There was something primal to how hot it was, to have a male about to breed her, really breed her, not just fuck her.

Bruce grabbed her hips again, and lifted her up, the shorter wolf not even brushing the ceiling of the truck's massive cab as she was lifted up and over his cock. Part of the reason he was on the bottom she suspected.

She half expected him to let go of her, make her breed herself on his cock, but he didn't, instead he lowered her down, spearing her soaking wet pussy onto his barbed member, the wolf moaning out, not holding back for once, nobody was around and outside the truck the music and her moans of pleasure would bleed together to the casual passer-by. The barbs once again raking her insides as he began to bounce her up and down on his member, using her body like a sex toy as he fucked her.

Megan was screaming, pain and pleasure had long become one for her as she massaged her own breasts, moaning out. "Mmm, Breed me! Fuck me! Give me your cubs!" She screamed out, letting primal instinct take over.

"Mmmff, that's right bitch! I'm going to fill that cunt of yours with my kids! You're gonna be a brat factory for the rest of your life, how does that sound?" Bruce roared out, his fingers digging into the wolf's sides painfully as he slammed her onto his rod harder.

Megan nodded her head. "Yes! Do it! I'm your bitch! I belong to you!" She screamed out.

Bruce snarled, thrusting his hips up into her alongside using her whole body, slamming into her so hard it was certain to leave her inner thighs bruised and sore for days. Megan's pussy going numb with pain as his barbs constantly scraped against her insides, before pulling her down hard, unloading his potent seed into her fertile, overstimulated womb, where it was almost certainly fertilizing not just one, but many of her eggs.

The two were panting, catching their breath, Bruce's grip slowly released her hips. Megan pulled herself off his cock, while Bruce sat up, grabbing his pants and working them back on in the cramped space. Megan meanwhile was using a wet wipe from her purse to deal with the cum leaking from her pussy, before grabbing her dress and slipping it back on.

The lion, still shirtless leaned over and turned the radio off. "Its safe to say that you are bred now, but I'll stop by your place tonight after my balls have a chance to make another full load for you." He explained. "Regular breedings until your heat ends, we need to make sure you are a mommy after this." he pat her on the stomach, rubbing it through her dress. "Go catch your movie or whatever."

Megan got out of the truck as Bruce walked around to the drivers side. She stumbled, her body sore from the brutal pounding she just took, as she made a long walk of shame back to the mall across the parking lot.

When she got back to her friends, she had walked the pain off enough to hide it. They had moved to the arcade, Kate at one of the vintage fighting game cabinets, Dawn seeming content just playing skeeball, and Sarah was on her phone. As soon as Megan walked in, all attention was on her, the girls gathering around.

"So, have fun?" Kate said, teasing.

Megan blushed, but before she could answer, Dawn interrupted her.

"M-megan? Are you bleeding? Did he hurt you?" The horse asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

Megan reached back to where Dawn was looking, a small wet spot on her hips where Bruce's claws had broke the skin. "Um, no, well, yes, but uh...I asked him to...y'know, get rough." She blushed, but knew any lame excuse would just welcome more suspicion from the girls.

Looking around at the girls, Dawn was stunned with embarrassment, Sarah just seemed...impressed, and Kate...Kate was on the verge of hysterical laughter at the horse's expense.

The girls quickly changed topics, going back to what they were doing until the movie was about to start and they made their way to the theater. The four settled in to watch a dumb, raunchy comedy, and with a late afternoon showtime, the theater was practically empty.

After the it was over, and they were on the way out, the four were talking about the movie.

"It was pretty damn funny, but seriously Kate you gotta start wearing scent pads, it was like our seats were drowning in your heat." Sarah said.

Kate shook her head. "I thought that was you, I am wearing a pad today, thank you very much."

The two of them looked at Dawn, who shook her head. "Its not estrus season, besides, equines don't smell like...that." She said, a little embarrassed. The three of them all looking at Megan.

"Um, sorry." Megan said, embarrassed, forgetting she had lost her own scent pad with her panties.

"I thought you were on the pill?" Sarah asked, confused. "Doesn't that suppress your heat from even happening? No way rich and horny let you run out." The cheetah cocked her head.

Megan felt flustered, trapped in a corner...she realized she really had no way out of this, the girls had already been suspicious of her behavior lately, and now... she needed to tell them the truth, not the whole truth, not even close, but enough to satisfy their curiosity. "Well, uh, me and Bruce...are trying for a baby..."

The three girls, despite having very different personalities, all made roughly the same sound in unison as they devolved into high pitched noises, Dawn hugging and congratulating the wolf, while Sarah congratulated her on finally putting the lion's money to good use.

"Okay, thanks girls, but...keep this quiet okay? I haven't told anyone yet, its still kind of a secret." Megan said.

Kate laughed. "At the rate you two are going, it won't be one for long! But don't worry, its safe with us." She assured her.

That night she nuzzled her face into Bruce's chest while he pounded into her, her legs wrapped around him. Whimpering and whining under the growling lion as she was bred... the mating continuing until they both passed out exhausted...

That morning she awoke in much the same position, her legs spread eagle with Bruce above her, grunting as he was already pounding into her.

She moaned out, but otherwise lay there as he had his way with her body, too sore to truly embrace their current coupling. Bruce eventually growled out, finishing inside of her for the third time since her heat began.

He rolled out of bed, and began to gather his clothes. "Your cunt is going to be a gaping hole when this is all over." He stated, pulling up his pants, while Megan mentally noted to see if those exercise routines will help with that...

"I'll be back in an hour or so, you tell your folks what we decided, and get your things ready." He said as he slipped into his shirt.

"O-okay..." Megan said, weakly sitting up. "What did we decide?"

Bruce grinned, obviously waiting for her to ask that. "That you would move in with me. You aren't raising my kids here."

Megan nodded, things were moving quickly, but this was inevitable... "Of course."

The wolf did as he had told her, cleaning herself up before explaining to her parents her plans to move in with the lion. Her dad tried to put up some resistance to the idea, but her mom thankfully was supportive of her, smoothing the conversation over as Megan went back to her room, and began to go through her things, finding what she wanted to take, and what should be left behind...

Bruce arrived shortly after, with plastic totes to put her things in, over the course of an hour the two had everything important packed up, clothes, hygiene products, her laptop, and a few miscellaneous sentimental items. There was nothing to stop her from coming by to pick up anything they missed, or for Bruce to just buy her what she needs as they loaded the totes in the back of the truck, Megan saying goodbye to her parents before Bruce drove her towards her new home.

Bruce's house was just on the edge of town, the wolf had no concept of just how much a place like this could cost, it was huge, almost half the size of their entire high school, with a full size swimming pool in the back. She had spent a lot of time here, but Bruce's own impatience when it came to sex usually led to him coming to her place, rather than picking her up and bringing her back here, as she didn't have a car. Part of the reason he wanted her to move in she suspected.

"Your dad home?" Megan asked.

"Nah." Bruce said. "After the meeting yesterday he had to go across the country on business, you know him. He gave the okay for this ages ago though, I was just never sure how permanent you would be, until this last week." He grinned at her.

"Oh, I see..." She said, blushing as she followed him up to his room, where they dropped the totes off.

"Alright, go ahead and unpack, just as long as my stuff is easy to find, I don't really care where you put your shit. My personal trainer is gonna be here soon, wait for me here..." A wide grin formed over his muzzle. "Naked." He added, already getting used to the idea of having her at his beck and call right here.

Megan spent the next couple of hours putting her things away, Bruce's closet having plenty of unused space, it was little problem finding space for what clothes she had brought with her, and finding empty spots where she could to put the rest of her things.

A couple hours later, while she was trying out some of the exercises from the routines she looked up, Bruce returned, the lion shirtless and sweaty, a towel draped around his shoulders. Megan couldn't deny how sexy he looked. "Come." He said, leading her into his bathroom, it was much more spacious than her own had been. Pulling off his sweatpants and boxers, Bruce stepped into the shower, where he pushed the wolf to her knees.

"Give me a tongue bath, babe." He said, sneering down at her with a malicious grin.

She blushed, leaning in, the musky sweaty scent of his crotch was overpowering her senses as her tongue ran down his fuzzy balls, licking up his salty tasting sweat from the massive orbs. Looking up at the lion as she draped them over his face, forcing him to chuckle a little as she giggled up at him. It was so demeaning, but she was loving it. She shoved her muzzle into his thick pubic fur, feeling lightheaded as the smells flooded her senses, running her tongue through the thick fur, showing her dedication.

Then she felt something warm on her chest, as the lion urinated onto her breasts, laughing at her before turning the shower on.

Megan stayed on her knees before him, washing herself with water than ran down from his body. Looking up at him she couldn't see him the same anymore, he wasn't her boyfriend, not emotionally. He was a monster, cruel and manipulative, he reveled in hurting her. Yet despite that, she reveled in taking the pain, and looking up at his perfectly sculpted body, she looked at him as one might look at a king, or a god, they too could be needlessly cruel, but something about them commanded loyalty, respect, or in her case, obedience and lust.

It had been two weeks since she moved in with Bruce, the lion made her drop out of school. She regretted the lost opportunities, the GPA she worked so hard for, the colleges she wouldn't attend, but her new life serving the lion had no room for it anyway.

She was standing in the middle of the bedroom, wearing a set of lingerie Bruce had bought for her, a lacy black nightgown that her nipples could be seen underneath through the thin lace, it was a loose fit and the gown was wide and flowed with her as she moved, she wondered even with how loose it was, how long it would still fit. Underneath she wore nothing but a pair of fishnet stockings, Bruce always requiring quick access to the goods when he was excited.

Bruce was behind her, one hand fondling her breast through the outfit, the other lower down, on an exposed part of her thigh, his thumb running circles over one of the gray accents along her side. He looked over her shoulder, growling in approval as she held a positive pregnancy test. Proof that he had claimed her womb as his property...