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"You will not... win!" the tiger still growled stubbornly. He forced his straining muscles to fight against the hold of the demon's tentacles enveloping his limbs and attempted, again and again, to tap into the dry well of his magical power, but nothing worked. It wasn't long before Dario was left hanging there exhausted once more.

"I have already won. You stand here defeated and the ritual to empower me is multiplying my strength with each moment that passes. Soon, the world will take knowledge of Axyoth, the most powerful of demons, and all shall fall under my influence."

The archdemon's voice was twisted, wrong. His tone was calm, but Dario had seen what his corruption could do to the cultists that followed him. He could not lose! With a desperate twist, the tiger made use of his feline flexibility to crane his neck and bite at one of the tentacles holding his arm. The tentacle indeed recoiled, but before he could do anything to free himself, Dario saw the world spin as the rest of the tentacles holding him slammed him towards the ground. The impact shook the tiger, drawing an exhausted groan from the weary hero. His magical armor withstood most of the impact, but he still felt his body tremble over it.

Dario was given no respite. More tentacles started to envelop him. Not only his limbs were held, but new ones started coil over his back, his neck, his legs... everything that could be held down was pinned by the seemingly infinite amount of tentacles crawling from the darkness around him. The tiger still struggled, but it became harder and harder to do so. As a tentacle started enveloping his grunting muzzle, Dario finally saw a glimmer of hope.

His sword.

The runes etched in the steel glowed faintly even through the darkness. It had fallen down when the demon had twisted it from his grip, but now it lay there on the ground close enough to his arm. The tiger immediately shifted all of his efforts into reaching for the sword. If he could only grip it, its empowering enhancements might give him enough power to break free. To make a last stand.

Dario's arm fought the tentacles holding him down to reach for it. He was so close! Just an inch. He could touch the pommel with the tip of his feline claws. The hero put everything he had into reaching it...

The tiger's clawed finger touched it. The moment it did, the runes glowed brightly and the tiger could feel some of his magical power renewed. Just enough to boost himself, enhance his strength, push against the tentacles and grip the sword's pommel in its entirety.

Dario twisted it to cut at the tentacles. The demon recoiled and shrieked when he did, but the tiger kept slashing at them until he was free, gripping his sword and staring into the black mass that was the demon with renewed fury, even if panting in exhaustion. He was still at his last, but he could make a stand! He could still prevail!

"How dare you?!" The demon's voice echoed through the darkness, loud and filled with outrage. Dario wasted no time, advancing upon the demon. More tentacles closed in on him, but he slashed one, sent a cutting beam of light at another, and kept going. The tiger could feel the demon's magic coming from deeper within. Some kind of heart or core that was Axyoth's essence. If he could piece through that...

A tentacle wrapped itself against his ankle from behind. The tiger roared, turning around to slash at the invader, but when he did, a sudden blast came from the demon's core and hit him straight in the chest. The impact of it knocked the wind out of the tiger and the only reason it didn't send him flying was because the tentacles themselves held him still. Dario gripped his sword for life, but he heard the demon muttering words... forbidden words! An enchantment! Dario summoned a counterspell from within him, but his magic was too exhausted. It took too long. Glyphs suddenly glowed beneath him and then, it was as if gravity itself became ten times stronger. Dario was sent to the ground, landing on his chest, and when he tried to get up, it was as if he was glued to it.

"Let... go!" The tiger growled, both struggling with everything his muscles could muster and trying to focus on his magic to undo whatever seal the archdemon had conjured. The tentacles, however, wasted no time in enveloping him again. There always seemed to be more tentacles! It was with urgency that Dario realized that his sword had been attracted by a different glyph on the ground, further away from him, and was no longer in his hand. His magic reservoir was still empty, which meant he couldn't...

"How dare you draw blood from the mighty Axyoth himself?!" the demon said from above him. More and more tentacles came to envelop his limbs, even his neck, constricting him even more than the glyph already did. "You will pay a heavy price for this insolence, hero."

Those last words were said with a seething hatred that made a spike of fear grow even within Dario himself.

"I will... never yield!" the tiger still said stubbornly. But then more tentacles started wrapping around his snout.

"We shall see about that," the demon continued, sounding a little more controlled this time. "I was ready to give you a position of amusement. Something entertaining, yet not entirely unpleasant. Now, however... I shall not be as merciful."

What did that even mean?! Dario continued to struggle, more and more as the mass of tentacles started burying him. He could barely breathe!

"I have decided that, as you have defiled me, so too shall my lowest subjects defile you in the new world of Axyoth. Consider it your punishment, hero."

Those were the last words Dario heard. The tentacles all around him tightened more and more to consume him. The tiger's lungs screamed for air and the lack of it made his vision darken. Dario fought with all he had, but not even the mighty hero of the land could prevent his consciousness from leaving him. The darkness that enveloped him became absolute and Dario felt himself plunged into it.

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Dario felt something wet against his face. It made him wince. It lasted only for a moment, but then it returned, again and again, making the tiger recoil instinctively. Consciousness started returning to him, little by little, but as the wet thing insisted on assaulting his face, he tried to bring his hands up to protect himself... and found that his body felt strange. Very, very strange.

With a groan that also came out weird, the tiger opened his eyes to find a beast staring down at him. It startled him and he quickly pulled back, adrenaline speeding up his awakening, but the large beast in front of him started wagging its tail. It was a dog. A feral dog, large, with black fur and strange red eyes. The beast barked at him when he woke up.

Dario tried to move to sit up, but then his body felt even stranger. His limbs wouldn't move right and he felt... different. The dog in front of him barked again and when Dario looked down upon himself...

He would have gasped if he could. Instead, a whine came out from his muzzle that felt strangely more elongated. His orange fur was gone, as were his black stripes and, most importantly, his anthropomorphic form. Instead, what Dario saw wasn't too different from the feral dog standing in front of him. A canine form with thick, brown fur and a fluffy tail, yet definitely feral. He had to make an effort to stand up on all of his four legs, which didn't feel too different from how crawling always felt, but at the same time, it did. It took a few minutes and some instinctive movements of his tail for Dario to find the right balance.

He looked around to see that he was definitely somewhere outside and in a city. It seemed like some kind of alley, a small space between two buildings with windows way up high. The thing that had his attention, however, was his 'companion' standing in front of him.

When he stood up, the tiger, or rather... the dog, realized how much larger the other feral in front of him really was. Dario was, somehow, a rather large dog himself, but the mutt in front of him... Though his shaggy, unkempt fur marked him as a stray dog, he was huge.

Dario attempted to speak like he always did, but instead, his canine muzzle only let out awkward barks and yips that made the other dog's ears perk up. The other feral looked at him for a little while longer, sniffed at him, then seemed to lose interest.

"What is going on?!" Dario thought with urgency. He made a few attempts to move in that weird form, but how...?

Memories returned to him. The demon, Axyoth, and his promise. His defeat... how long had it been? What had happened?! When Dario looked around, finally taking in his surroundings, he realized that the sun was shining, so it must have been day time, it only didn't reach the alley they were in.

The first thing the tiger did was try to tap into his inner magical power. Whatever... transformation the demon had done to him, he could find a way to undo it! Except that, when he tried tapping into the magic within himself, it felt... blocked. Sealed. The tiger recognized the seal and let a growl of frustration over feeling it that matched his canine shape.

With urgency, Dario moved past the other dog, who merely continued to sniff towards him, and headed for the end of the alley. Moving in four legs felt extremely strange to the tiger, but he quickly started to get used to it out of sheer necessity. With determination, he made it to the sunlight, and the city that he saw outside of the alley was... normal.

It seemed to be some kind of town square with a stone fountain with running water at the center and everything. People of all types and races walked back and forth around as if nothing had happened, leading their normal lives. Narrowing his eyes, Dario padded up to the town fountain at the center, keeping an eye on all the people. Perhaps the demon had been defeated after all? Maybe someone else had done it when he failed. And yet... he had ended up on that form anyway?

When Dario approached the water fountain, he looked down upon the water to see his reflection and, for the first time, lower his dog-like ears when he saw a true feral dog staring back at him in the water. Like the hero he was, he had been in a lot of predicaments in his adventures, but never before had he been transformed into something like... that.

His body felt so strange. Everything did! Without his magic and without being able to talk, how was he supposed to find a way to go back to normal? With so many questions hovering in his mind, Dario barely noticed how... hot he was. The sun was pretty mild and he had more fur than he used to have, yet he found himself urging to pant. His tongue fell out of his muzzle and the heat started bothering him, except that the heat felt like it came from within instead of from the outside...

A sudden cold nose pressing between his legs from behind startled Dario. He jumped and turned around and, in doing so, he too startled the feral dog that had apparently just shoved his nose against Dario's uncovered genitals. It was the same dog from before, big and black, except that this time, he had company. Two other feral dogs padded around near him, both looking as shaggy as the first, and all three of them with the same strange red eyes and unusual size. They were all bigger than him.

The dog let out a small bark towards him and advanced towards Dario again. His aim seemed to be what was between his legs, but the hero stepped aside to keep the dog from reaching it and, in doing so, he noticed that the heat he was feeling was indeed very... localized.

It was troublesome to even inspect himself in that feral form, but looking back Dario could see, and now feel, how half of his member was out of the canine sheath he now had. Sheaths were nothing new for the tiger, but the dark red, tapered member he saw emerging from it was. The feeling of it, however, was no different than what his own penis had felt like when he was his former self. Except that, in a situation like that, arousal was the last thing he felt like he should be feeling, and yet the stirring on his loins said otherwise. His member continued to grow, little by little, and all three dogs started sniffing towards it with curiosity, their noses huffing as they caught its scent. Dario himself gave the air a sniff and found that his canine muzzle could take in more scents than before. When it did, he also felt and winced at the strength of the scent of his own musk.

The bigger dog approached again and so did the others from the side. They all seemed unusually interested in him, which had Dario lowering his ears again without meaning to. The large dog looking at him licked his lips, still sniffing, but when he turned a little to the side Dario caught a glimpse of what was between his legs. And it wasn't too different from what was between his own.

Well, there was one difference: the size.

The dog's member hanging between his legs, hard and exposed shamelessly, was in scale with how big the dog himself was. Long, thick and intimidating, the dark red member was tapered at the tip like all canine members were, but it grew thicker and thicker towards the base until it reached what Dario knew was going to be a knot still hidden within his sheath.

Not liking the feral dogs' attitude towards him and still failing to suppress his own inexplicable arousal, Dario turned around to get out of there, but the moment he threatened to start running, a growl erupted from all three dogs that surrounded him. The tiger turned dog still did try to run, spurred by the sound of aggressive growling, but his lack of experience in even walking with four legs meant he only got to take a few steps before a mass of fur jumped over him.

With a loud whine of his own, Dario was forced towards the ground. He felt jaws closing around the back of his neck, not yet breaking his skin, but the sharpness of the feral dog's teeth could definitely be felt against it. In instinctive defense, Dario froze under the larger dog. He could feel the rumble of the feral dog's growling against his skin, a mass of his fur caught between his teeth holding him still. The dog pressed Dario's canine head down towards the ground to keep it lowered, but Dario managed to stay on his feet, or rather, paws, keeping a standing position even if awkwardly.

Trapped like that, the other two dogs approached the pair, both agitated over the struggle. Their tails swished back and forth and they barked and yipped. One of them came close to Dario's muzzle to sniff at him, making him wince from it while being held down, but then he suddenly felt the other dog's cold nose against something else.

Dario's eyes went wide when he felt a nuzzle against his now full erection that he didn't understand. Right after the nuzzle, came the warm feeling of a tongue lapping at it, once, then twice, then thrice... and the feeling of a tongue against his erection felt much, much better than he knew it should. Dario let out an involuntary whine and could feel his canine cock throbbing in response to it. The lust that he was feeling and couldn't explain was multiplied tenfold from those simple, clumsy laps against the side of his hanging cock.

The part of his mind that was still very worried about the fact that a feral dog's jaws were so close to the back of his neck made him try to struggle away from the dog licking his cock in the most inconvenient of times, but as soon as he tried to move an inch, the large dog holding him down growled more fiercely. Dario took it as a warning not to squirm. When he froze again, the growling diminished, but the dog holding him down started moving to adjust himself around him.

Distracted by the feral dog insisting on lapping at his erection, it took Dario a little too long to make sense of the shift in position that the dog above him was doing. It was only when he felt more weight over his back combined with the prodding of something hard and wet under his tail that he realized, with terror, what the larger dog was trying to do to him.

Growling wasn't something the former feline was used to doing, but it came almost naturally at that point. In response, however, the dog holding him down growled harder and pressed the bite against the back of his neck. The feral's jaws held formidable strength, for Dario found it impossible to fight against it to get out of that position. Worse yet, the dog licking his cock didn't seem to mind the power struggle happening between the other two canines. He just continued to lap and lap at Dario's cock, bringing heightened feelings of arousal that could not be natural.

Failing to struggle away, it was only a matter of time until the dog above him found purchase. Dario let out a loud whimper and actually felt his eyes tear up from the mix of pain and humiliation when he felt the tapered tip of the feral dog's member entering him. He was being fucked... by a male. Feral. Dog.

It didn't matter how heavy the direness of the situation weighed on his mind, though. The dog above him did not care in the least for his worries. Instead, still holding Dario by the back of his neck and growling, the feral simply shoved his hips forward to bury a few more inches of feral cock into the former tiger. The dog's cock grew thick around the middle, far too thick for the tiger that had never felt even as much as a finger up there, and yet...

Instead of the pain he imagined he should be feeling, a large jolt of pleasure coursed through his body. He let out an involuntary canine whine. The dog lapping at his cock excitedly changed his lapping to assault the tip of Dario's cock because of the gush of precum that came from it after that burst of arousal that came from being fucked. The tongue licking at his sensitive, tapered tip only made things worse for him. It was as if his whole body was on fire with arousal... even in a situation such as that.

Something was definitely wrong. Though his magic was blocked, Dario was a veteran spellcaster. He could detect the inner workings of the magic put into his body, which was without a doubt the cause of these strange feelings but blocked from his own resource of power, there was absolutely nothing he could do to pry or even try to dispel whatever magic had turned him into a dog or was making him feel those profane things. Dario did not have a chance to, in fact, even think about those things or try to figure out a solution.

When the dog mounting him from above thrust forward, again and again, those heavy jolts of unnatural pleasure returned. They overwhelmed him completely, throwing his canine body into a frenzy of pleasure coming from the rough fucking the feral dog above him was providing him. The dog fucked with reckless abandon as was to be expected from a beast. He did not seem to care about how the entity he was fucking felt at all as long as he obeyed his fucking instincts, which the dog obeyed thoroughly.

As the mounting continued, Dario found himself weaker and weaker. His muscles would barely obey due to the constant stream of pleasure he felt each time the dog thrust his large cock into him. Keeping his four paws up and barely standing was all he could really do. At one point, the dog lapping at his cock stopped for some reason and, even though he didn't really want to have a dog licking his junk, overwhelmed with pleasure as he was, the dog stopping brought disappointment to Dario. His own member continued to throb and pulse up in the air, exposed between his legs, responding to the pleasure he was getting from being fucked by another dog.

It took Dario a while to register that people had gathered close by to watch the scene. With the corner of his eyes, Dario saw someone, a bull, pointing at the mounting to someone else standing at his side. Voices could be heard by Dario's sensitive ears, but he couldn't even make proper sense of them. The dog's fucking only grew in speed and each thrust still felt like a new shock through his system, as incredibly humiliating as it was.

It was only when Dario felt the bump of something new coming at his entrance with each of the dog's thrusts that he realized that there was more to the dog's cock than he had even accounted for so far. The knot. For a brief moment, his mind managed to pull itself together long enough for him to dread it, but another forceful thrust made him let out a new feral whine again.

"Look at that dog go!" someone said from the side in a loud voice.

"Fuck that bitch, mutt!" another voice added in.

Dario's ears fell back when he realized that he was the bitch... Even though he was sure that everyone could also see his own dark red canine cock bouncing between his legs under him, fully hard, dripping and adding to his humiliation.

The shame fell heavy upon the former hero. It was so heavy that it persisted even through the following sparks of pleasure he didn't want to feel. That lasted until the dog above him started huffing. Dario could feel from the force of his thrusting how hard the dog was trying to push that knot inside him. The feral tried and tried, until finally...

With a loud pop, the sensation of the feral dog's knot popping into his ass was a mix of pain and pleasure that the former tiger never knew could be possible. That wasn't all of it, though. As the feeling of the feral dog's cock, now inside him in its entirety, continued to assail him, something snapped inside of Dario. The feeling of that knot popping in felt ten times as intense than any of the other already intense thrusts. It threw Dario way past the point he hadn't even realized he was close to yet.

"Look at that!!" Someone from the crowd pointed at him. Laughter erupted from around him from way more people than Dario thought were around him, but his mind didn't even have the time to properly process how shameful that was.

The reason they were pointing and laughing was because, when the knot popped in, Dario felt the rush of orgasm coming to him all of a sudden. He had heard of tail raisers cumming handsfree to things like this, but he had never thought it possible until he felt and heard the first splash of his own spunk hitting the stone ground beneath him as his own canine-shaped cock erupted in ejaculation. The familiar thrill of orgasm coursed through Dario's body, enhanced by the way the dog above him continued to hump him even with the knot fully inside him in a myriad of pleasurable feelings that came coated with shame and humiliation given his situation.

It was still midway through his own orgasm that he felt the warmth of the dog's jizz filling him up as well. Dario found that he was panting, tongue lolling out of his muzzle like the dog he was. As his own orgasm started subsiding, however, Dario could also feel something else.

He felt the magic put within him shift again. Something related to that curse was changing and, he could tell, it was related to his own orgasm. As soon as it started to fade, so too did something else inside him, and Dario was so focused on trying to identify what the magic inside him was that he failed to notice its effect on the outside. It was the gasps of the audience he had that awakened him to it. Gasps that were followed by pointing and laughing.

"Isn't that...?" someone asked. Dario looked at them, then down at his own paws. When he took another look at himself, he didn't see those dog-like feral paws nor the brown-colored fur he had been given. He saw orange fur, stripes, feline paws... he was back to looking like his former self!

"It's the hero! The one that tried to fight Master Axyoth!" It was that bull that spoke. Dario's eyes shifted towards him, growing wide. 'Master' Axyoth? Upon closer inspection, the hero managed to notice something he had missed before. How could he miss that?

The bull's eyes were red. Dario's eyes scanned the crowd that was growing bigger surrounding him and he realized thatall of their eyes were red. A clear sign of demonic corruption! The demon must have corrupted that whole town into his realm! That town and who knew what else...

"The great hero... turned into a stray dog! And mounted by another!" someone else in the crowd said. More laughter erupted, making Dario's face grow red with renewed shame. The dog above him shifted in position and that alone made him grunt. The feeling of the dog's large cock and knot inside his tailhole hadn't changed even if he no longer looked like a dog. Now he was his former self, a tiger, but he was still naked, under a feral dog and even erect himself...

Dario tried to move. The dog finally hopped off of him, the weight leaving his back much to his relief, but the tiger's notion that he would be free did not last very long. The feral dog himself pulled at his knot, making Dario groan out loud and draw more laughter from the crowd when the beast tried to pull his knot out of Dario but failed. The dog turned the other way, standing there ass to ass with the tiger as dogs usually did, yet the way the dog's cock was pulled back between his legs and still stuck to the tiger was very visible to everyone.

"Hngh... help!" Dario said, glad that he could finally speak again. The people around him only laughed at his request, all of them pointing and jeering at him. He scanned all of them but he could clearly see how every single one of them had the same red eyes and even other signs of corruption. Some were larger than normal, some just reeked of demonic magic. Even if they were still regular peasants, they were all corrupted...

Dario himself tried to move forward, to tug at the knot, no matter how uncomfortable it felt, so that he could get away. When he did, however, the jostling of that cock within him brought that same spark of unbelievable and unwanted pleasure. This time, the tiger was able to identify that there was magic in play there as well. It explained why the dog fucking him had felt so incredibly pleasant. The magic had been made with that intent! Unfortunately, that pleasure was still very much real and without his own powers, Dario had no way of dispelling anything. His own cock hardened again despite him having orgasmed not too long ago in response to the pleasure. Any further attempts at tugging at the dog's knot only made the large feral beast shift and growl behind him while making Dario himself feel more pleasure in front of all these people.

Still, the tiger had to try. He glared at all the bystanders doing nothing but laughing. It was clear that none of them were going to help him, so he tugged and pulled at the knot with a little more vehemence. Precum shot out from his own feline member underneath him and he had to grit his teeth to suppress a moan. At the same time, however, the feral dog didn't seem to appreciate having his knotted dick tugged at either. The dog looked back at him and growled, tail waving in the air in agitation and, in response to that, the other two feral dogs approached again growling and yelping agitated.

The new dogs growled and showed their teeth towards Dario, but the tiger tried to ignore and brush them away. He swore he could feel the base of that knot pulling against his entrance and, if only he could pull hard enough, maybe he could...

The tiger's vision suddenly got blocked by another one of the dogs coming over his front. Not only that but even though his nose no longer felt as sensitive as it was when he was in canine form, the smell of feral musk was still prominent enough for him to glance down and realize that the dog in front of him had a very big erection just as well. The dog's member was red, veiny and dangling between his legs with impressive size. Just the thought that something like that was lodged inside his ass...

Before Dario could do anything else, the dog's cock approached him, for the feral beast himself jumped over him from the front to try to mount him from that awkward side. The hero's eyes went wide right away, but he turned his muzzle away when the dog's cock started rubbing against his face as the feral started trying to hump towards him with a few growls. The laughter around him grew, the other dogs also growled agitated too and the dog that was stuck to him started moving. Each time he did, Dario's limbs felt weak, the jolts of pleasure didn't stop but instead seemed to get more and more intense. Even though Dario had just cummed moments ago, his own cock felt harder than ever.

"Hnngh- Help!" the tiger tried again, hoping someone, corrupted by a demon or not, would have a drop of decency left to pull away the dog that kept trying to hump and grind his cock against the tiger's face! His pleas only invited more laughter though, but all of his vision was taken by the feral dog's black-furred stomach. The dog above him started growling more, his humping growing more erratic trying to find purchase on the wrong side, and that agitated the dog behind him more.

Dario felt the dog on his back turning around again, the two dogs growling at each other, and as a result, the dog stuck in him moved more and more. That knot kept getting tugged, pushed, moving again and again pushing all of the magically enhanced pleasured buttons in there. Dario couldn't help it. He started panting, moaning without meaning to. He even had to close his eyes for a moment to avoid letting himself fall down on the ground. He could feel his cock dripping precum down, little by little, and a vile urge to reach down and start jerking off came over him, but of course he would never do that! He would...

Dario's eyes flew open.

"HMNGHF!" the tiger tried to say, but his words were muffled by the fact that the dog humping at his face managed to finally find purchase. The tiger's eyes watered as the taste of the feral dog's cock invaded his tongue as the dog shoved his cock deep within his maw, making Dario gag as the tip touched his throat. He had a reflex to bite down, but the moment his teeth touched the smooth skin of the dog's cock, a vicious growl came from above him alongside pain from how the dog's claws, latching to his sides, clutched to him. Dario immediately opened his muzzle wider so that his teeth wouldn't upset and scare the dog anymore, but that only gave the beast leeway to hump forward again, thrusting his cock further down his maw.

"Hmghf! Hhmmlhmp!" Dario tried to say with a mouthful of feral dog cock. More laughter surrounded him with clapping and jeering accompanying it, making Dario blush even harder. The dog above him started panting and, much like the one before him, working into a mindless and rough rhythm and fucking. Except that this time the dog was fucking the tiger's face. Each thrust was that cock grinding against his tongue, the musky taste getting ingrained on his tongue and making his eyes tear up even more. Dario tried to pull back, but that only meant pressing back against the dog stuck behind him and, in response, getting that knot a little further into him again and causing him to moan even amidst the cock invading his maw.

All three dogs grew more and more agitated. The only one that didn't have his dick inside Dario ran frantically back and forth growling and barking at the other two. The one behind him continued to move, but the one on the front seemed to be getting more and more into the humping. Dario could hear panting from above and no matter how much he tried to retreat or turn away from the cock buried within his maw, the dog simply followed, always eager to thrust more, deeper, faster. The tiger had to fight his gag reflex for a good while, but as the dog's cock prodded against his throat again and again, it started subsiding into just discomfort, not to mention the continuous taste...

It wasn't long before Dario felt the dog's knot, which had already grown, expanding right in front of his face. The tiger recognized the dog's urge to shove it inside something, just as he had experienced with the dog behind him before, but this time there was no way of shoving it in. Dario, of course, couldn't explain that to the feral dog acting on pure instinct, so he was forced to simply accept the dog's furious humping and the way that knot bumped against his teeth with each new thrust, uncomfortably pushing Dario back and further against the knot stuck in his rear. Each time it did, the dog behind him moved and shuffled again, causing that knot to keep jostling inside him...

"Hmllhpf!" the tiger tried pleading again more desperately. The dog kept trying and trying to shove his knot inside his maw. He could taste and feel the warm liquid that must have been the dog's precum inside his muzzle, mixing in with his drool with a salty taste, and the simple notion over the fact that he was tasting dog precum made Dario wince with renewed disgust.

No one helped him, though. From the corner of his eye, the hero could see that the crowd watching him with not one, but two feral dog cocks shoved into him had only increased. As if it was some sort of circus attraction to those demon-corrupted people! The tiger felt angry at them even if he knew that in truth the fault laid on that damned demon that had not only corrupted all of them, but put such foul magics over him while sealing his own. As Dario tried to endure the dog trying and trying to shove his knot forward into his maw, he swore that he would make the demon pay! ...Somehow!

The beast above him growled with more and more frustration at being unable to shove his knot in. The humping stopped for just a small moment, then it seemed like the dog shifted positions a little bit, because the next one had the tip of the dog's cock entering Dario's throat in a way that he could feel. The tiger gagged again, trying to escape it, but the dog just pressed forward. That knot pressed against the front of his teeth with such strength that it almost hurt. It couldn't possibly be comfortable for the dog either, but the beast kept trying and trying, acting on its primal instincts. It became so uncomfortable that Dario had to make an effort to open his maw just a little wider, then wider still, to prevent the large bulb of flesh from pretty much slamming against his face each time.

What the tiger didn't expect, however, was what came next. When the dog pressed forward hard enough, the knot made its way in-between his teeth and when it did, the beast pressed forward with such strength that the tiger's maw was forced open just a little wider in an uncomfortable manner for a second... just so that the knot could make its way past his teeth. When it did, the tiger's maw closed back behind it, but Dario's eyes went wide immediately. The dog's cock went further into his throat, deeper into his maw than he ever thought possible, and it forced Dario to breathe through his nose and gasp through the cock fully lodged inside his muzzle to even get any air and keep breathing in an uncomfortable manner.

"HMHFLP!" the tiger said again more desperately. Or, tried to. A new round of laughter came from all around him when people seemingly realized that the dog's knot had gone into his maw. The dog continued to hump, making it uncomfortable, but the growls became pleasure yelps and panting. The humps became more frantic even if shorter, just as it had happened behind him, and though Dario was still panicking at how that knot was stuck past his teeth and he couldn't pull back, realization of what would come next came to the tiger... just a little too late.

A flood of salty liquid shot into his muzzle. Most of it made its way almost directly into his throat, forcing Dario to quickly swallow in a reflexive manner that made his eyes tear up in disgust right away. The dog's cock throbbed within his maw, shooting a second big jet of spunk, then a third, a fourth... and though Dario made an effort not to swallow, it quickly filled up his maw, escaping through the corners of his muzzle to run down his neck much to the delight of all the people watching. Dog semen ran down the tiger's neck, but it kept coming and coming, forcing the tiger to swallow another mouthful, then a third if he wanted to breathe. He gasped and did his best to take in air while the dog's cock continued to cum into his maw.

For Dario, it felt like an eternity until finally the dog's member lodged in his maw stopped throbbing altogether. The final remnants of dog spunk still remained inside his maw for him to taste even when it ended. Dario continued to cough up tendrils of white, but the worst part was that, when he desperately tried to pull back from the dog again, he found that the beast's knot, inflated even further after cumming, had grown far too big behind his teeth to be dislodged. The tiger pulled and pulled, not caring anymore if the dog behind him growled at him for pushing against his knot too, but there was no way that dog's cock was getting out of his maw until that knot receded too. Given the amount of time it was taken for the knot of the dog behind him to go down, the tiger let out a pained grunt at the notion of how long he'd have to stay with his maw glued to the feral dog's sheath.

The dog himself tried to pull out a few times too, but when the beast realized it couldn't, it awkwardly dismounted from over Dario and, to make things even worse for the tiger... the feral too turned around, swinging his hind paw over Dario's head and turning his back towards the tiger. That, unfortunately, left the dog's balls pulled back between his legs just above his sheath pressed right against Dario's nose. The tiger tried to pull back or turn away, but stuck to that knot, he was trapped against the dog. Breathing became harder with a set of furry balls pressed right against his face... and it also became much, much muskier. The tiger was forced to sniff at the dog's balls with every sharp breath he took.

"That's what he gets for going against master Axyoth!" one person from the crowd exclaimed, laughing out loud. Many of them were laughing too, Dario could now see, and pointing at him. It was no wonder! Not one, but two feral dogs were knot-stuck to him and, to make things even worse, his own cock was still hard and throbbing from the effects of that magic coursing through him. No, not magic, a curse. That was the only way to describe it.

The tiger tried what he could. He tried pleading, but he could barely form words with the dog's cock lodged into his maw and almost into his throat. The people surrounding him did nothing to help him out of his predicament, but after a while, the scene of the tiger hero in the square stuck to two feral dog's knots started to become boring. The crowd slowly dispersed with only the occasional passerby coming to laugh and mock at him.

The dogs surrounding him panted and shifted in agitation every now and then. They never stood quite still, so both knots were constantly shifting and bringing the tiger discomfort, especially the one lodged in his ass. The magic resonating with it kept him hard, throbbing and dripping the whole time, much to his embarrassment, so that everyone that passed by him could see his own feline length pulsing between his legs as if he was enjoying any of that.

It felt like a long time until the dog behind him finally started becoming more insistent with his tugging. Maybe the feral beast knew by instinct, but though Dario grunted and complained as the burst of unwanted pleasure started assaulting him when the dog tried and tried to pull his knot out, at some point a loud pop sound came and Dario gasped as the dog's member finally made its way out of his rear, leaving it feeling strangely empty after all that time. Dario could feel the remains of the dog spunk running down the back of his balls, but the sheer intensity of the act of pulling out had been almost as electrifying as the shoving it in. Dario felt himself close to cumming from that alone, surely an effect of the foul magic coursing through him, but just as he thought that, he could detect it shifting within him again. It surged as soon as the knot was pulled out. Dario's breathing became more frantic as he felt himself changing...

His orange, striped fur took a darker tone again. His muzzle grew elongated, yet his teeth only grew a little wider, providing no opportunity for the knot lodged in his maw to leave. The dog in front of him grew a little agitated, as did the other two, when his tail took a fluffier shape, his fur grew thicker, even his erect cock between his legs changed shapes...

And when Dario tried to mumble a plea for help, only a doggish whine came out.

He was back to being a feral dog!

"No no no no no!" Dario cursed inside his mind. His thoughts started racing. Why was he back to being a dog? The magic inside him must have some sort of trigger, but what could it...

Dario's eyes went wide again. The dog inside him. It seemed that the magic would turn him back to being a tiger whenever something... or maybe only when a knot was inside his...

Before the tiger could finish his thoughts, it was with urgency that he tried to turn his head back, but he couldn't. Not with the feral knot in his maw keeping his head still. Something was sniffing his backside and, from the corner of his eyes, he could see the large dog that had just pulled out of him sitting down by his side and leaning down to lick at his own still hard but receding cock. The sheer size of that red, veiny monstrosity that had been inside him...

But that wasn't the worst of it. Dario also got a glimpse of the third dog pacing near his back and, when that dog turned, the tiger- or rather, dog, could see that the third feral was also erect. Very erect, in fact, as a red dangling cock was there between his legs.

Then the third dog went out of his sight as it moved to his back. Soon after, Dario felt his weight coming over his back as the dog started mounting him.

Dario tried to yell for help, but only a doggish yelp and growl came out. It agitated the dog stuck to his maw, but the one behind him? That one ignored him. Soon something hard poked around his backside trying to find purchase as the dog started humping him as well.

There was nothing he could do to get away, no matter how much he tried. And it wasn't long until Dario's own cock jumped, spurting a new wave of precum as the feral dog found its mark as well to start everything over from the beginning.