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It had long since dawned on Khen that the new hooked ceiling fixture Gehart had been so insistent they try out was just a prelude to the fat deer's true ulterior motive. But how would he have known what the larger male had planned as he allowed himself to be cuffed, his arms strung aloft, a gag tied around his head, and left to Gehart's mercy? Even as he stood there, stark naked in the center of the room with just enough purchase to steady himself on his hooves, Khen couldn't have anticipated the ordeal that was to follow.

Now hours later, the once-slimmer deer was exhausted and aching for relief, slumped where he stood with the restraints serving as the only means for keeping him otherwise upright. Every limb felt weak, his arms numb as he struggled to keep his footing and his legs shaking with what little strength he had left. Yet despite the fatigue gnawing through his body, his immediate concern wasn't to be free of his bindings. Instead, all he could think about was how desperately he wanted to empty himself, his ass feebly working tired muscles against a plug several sizes bigger than Khen was comfortable taking. Though try as he might, he just didn't have it in him to bear down and push the toy out, while each attempt he made seemed to only ensure the plug sunk deeper into him.

"Poor thing," Gehart said from across the room, the fat male as naked as the suspended deer before him as he reclined lazily in a chair not intended for a man of his size. He leisurely albeit slovenly gulped at a bottle of water that he only finished with a wet smack of lips and a gasping sigh of satisfaction, "I would have thought you'd enjoy having a breather while I filled up the ol' gas tank." Gehart slapped his rotund gut with a beefy paw, leaning back in his seat that creaked dangerously from the weight.

The deer was ordinarily the far larger of the pair, both in terms of height and waistline. Though their size was always something Gehart loved to play around with whenever Khen surrendered to his whims, and so it wasn't a surprise that even now the male made every effort to focus on his gut. Peaking just from under the overhang of his belly, as if to just confirm how much the man was turned on by the scene unfolding before him, was his thick, swollen cock.

"After all, it'd be rude not to let me have the chance to fill up on fluids..." Gehart rose from his chair and sauntered toward the hanging deer, closing the distance until he had Khen's gaze staring up at him, "Especially after I've been kind enough to get you nice and full first."

Between the exhaustion and the gag, Khen was unable to reply, but he channeled as much desperate frustration into his eyes in the hopes that maybe Gehart might finally call it a night and let him loose. But the man only gave him an insufferable smirk, walking away as he circled back around his beleaguered victim. With the deer out of his field of view, Khen just hung his head in defeat, as all it left him was the sight of all his torturous woes.

Before that evening, he had been nowhere near close to Gehart's weight. Though he might have had a slight paunch of his own, he was usually a long way away from the other male's size, which only meant that as he stared down at himself he was left with a deep, alien feeling of morbid astonishment.

His gut was no longer just slightly chubby but overblown, comparable to Gehart's own fat belly if not bigger. The bloated, overfull mass of his stomach weighed him down just as much as he hung there by his own restraints, his skin stretched to bursting and the sheer size seeming as though it could touch the floor if it grew any further. It radiated with an intense, splitting ache through him as his anatomy and stature were forced to go beyond any possible limits, and his mind could only manically plead with him to find some way to end his suffering and put a stop to this terrifying physical malformation.

But with the plug in his ass and gag in his mouth, there was nothing he could do as what felt like gallons upon gallons of deer cum swam and swilled through every inch of his digestive tract.

It had started with just a simple fuck, Khen enjoying the new bondage scenario Gehart had concocted for him as he was blissfully unaware of what was to unfold over the coming hours. He had even taken great pleasure in the fat deer casually sliding a plug into his bred hole after unloading his first orgasm into his ass. Their second round had then been expected, with Khen left squirming from how wet and full he felt as Gehart dumped his second load alongside the first. Again, the plug had been replaced, with barely a few trickles of seed leaking from around the toy's base. Upon the third breeding, Gehart swapped it out for a larger plug, all while both Khen's gut and confusion grew. But the fatter deer showed no signs of stopping as he carried on with a fourth load, then a fifth, and a sixth, seventh, eighth...

It never stopped. Over and over. Khen had been fiercely vocal at first, moaning and whining as best he could while he writhed in his restraints as if any of it would actually put a stop to Gehart's assault on his body. But with each passing hour and fresh load added to the stewing flood of cum backing through his guts, Khen had lost his resolve until the other deer could effortlessly unplug, fuck, and cum to his heart's content.

By the time the count of loads had reached double digits, Khen gave up keeping track. But he knew Gehart was making sure to have a count, as each time he came there was the faint feeling of something dull but pointed pressing against him for a split second. A single line, a tally mark, always following Gehart's latest climax...

Though had no way of knowing if the obese deer was telling the truth, Gehart had proudly declared they were nearly in the hundreds a short while ago. Judging by how agonizingly full he felt and how large the plug was in his stretched hole, Khen was inclined to believe him.

He felt pudgy fingers stroke over his slick, well-bred ass and begin prying at the toy nestled between his cheeks. Despite his exhaustion and desire for the plug to be removed, it almost seemed for a moment that Khen's body didn't want to let the thing go as Gehart struggled to get a hold of it. But the fat deer's determination won out as Khen felt his hole start to stretch back out. The pressure within him was quick to expel the toy as soon as it was past its widest point, Khen pathetically yowling into the gag as it left his body, followed by the first leaking slurry of cum and air that made a bid for freedom.

But nothing had the chance to escape just as Khen was deprived of the opportunity to relieve himself. Gehart was already behind him, lowering himself to slide his cock into the restrained deer's gaping hole with uncomfortable ease. The male's own belly slid up Khen's spine as he just as easily impaled his full shaft into that waiting ass, their bodies pressed perfectly together with a sickening, lewd slurp of lube and cum coating the smothered flesh between them.

"Oh fuck," Gehart breathed and a smug, satisfied hiss, "You have no fucking idea how good this feels." The fat male reached around, but only just, to grope his paws over the bloated belly of his subservient victim, "You all sloppy and fat from my cum, filling you all the way up until there's no room left. I did this to you. Shit, I bet you can even taste it, can't you?" He had started to lazily hump against Khen's ass, joined by the sound of thick suckles of fluids and meat as his cock began to churn through the ocean of seed within. "Gonna keep adding more until you have to swallow it back down, you hear me?"

Responding with little more than a pitiful grimacing moan, both of them being well aware that there was nothing Khen could do to stop Gehart from perpetually living out his depraved fantasy. Who was to say when the overweight male would decide he'd had enough, as he seemed to have endless energy and reserves despite every load he had already deposited inside the bound deer? His strategy had so far worked like a dream, happily settling into an endless cycle of breeding, plugging, and recuperating that all the while left Khen strung up like a piece of meat waiting for another helping of marinade in his guts.

It was a sickly sort of feeling, his body shivering and shaking as it was jostled against Gehart's thrust, the inertia inside of him causing the bottomless sea of cum to roil through him. There was nowhere else for it to go, after all, as once it had run out of room in his colon, his intestine, and backed right up to his own stomach, it just continued to come. Either it was forced to stretch out against any soft tissue to forcibly make extra room for itself, or it sunk into even deeper recesses that Khen couldn't possibly know existed until it suffused his entire body. For all he knew, the deer's seed could have very well permeated into his own blood vessels until with every thundering heartbeat it coursed through him to everywhere else it hadn't yet reached. All the while Gehart sloppily rutted at his ruined ass, indifferent to Khen's inflating transformation that swelled with cum, apparently only too eager to add yet more to the thick, gruesome mix.

While the fat deer's breathing was already labored the moment he began, his huffing snarls and grunts were a better sign that Gehart was already building towards what might as well have been his thousandth orgasm. His stamina was barely shot, however, as it seemed his arousal at the ordeal he was putting Khen through was by far a better motivator than the mere acting of fucking his creamy ass.

"I can feel you jiggling," he said through heady, lustful pants, "All of me inside you... I can feel it, you're so wet and warm and loose... and I can feel how full you are, my big fat slut."

The ungodly smacks of his crotch driving against Khen's rump were dull but loud, Gehart hitting a speed that slugged his cock through the deer's cum-bloated guts. He didn't seem to care that the ferocity of it all was too much for Khen to handle, as his muscles couldn't help but reflexively bear down on his abdomen. A rupture of cum splattered free from around the dick in his ass and sloughed down their legs into a murky, off-white puddle on the floor. It wasn't enough though, as it was just an infinitesimal fraction of the greater load still churning inside him and worked further by Gehart's slamming cock. He struggled to breathe as it truly felt like there was never going to be an end to it all, paws clenched so tightly around the chain holding him up that they felt numb. But Gehart let loose a coarse, guttural bellow as Khen clenched his eyes shut, biting down hard as the fat deer impaling him sunk yet another load into him.

He couldn't feel it, that would have been impossible, as Gehart replaced the cum that was still slick on their thighs, the only real sensation being the soft, needy rolls of his hips as he shot off his load.

"Shit... Y'know, I didn't think we'd make it this far." Khen could feel Gehart's body relaxing, just as it had done every other time he came down from his climax. He was even already pulling himself away from the bound deer's ass, his cock dripping free and swinging between his legs spent. Khen's body was slow to react, but finally, he had the chance...

"But I think we can go further, right lad?"

Panicked, Khen desperately moaned around the gag as he felt a large, solid mass press into his gaping ass. Just as before, this one was bigger than the last, and each inch was a struggle until it was gulped by his hole right down to its base. Khen let out a weak, feral cry, just as his overfilled guts were plugged once more and Gehart made his way back to his recliner.

Yet as he swallowed back frustrated tears, he realized that there was a growing taste in his throat. Eyes wide in horrified disbelief, he could only wish that it was anything but the taste of Gehart's cum...

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