Pack Instinct
My half of a trade with an old, old friend who goes by Casanova, or Cassie. I know I had promised in the comments of my other story that I was working on something else, but that was also half of a trade that fell through (no, not you arcy; someone else) and I completely lost interest in it. Now I feel sort of bad, because I'm sure I'm going to develop the reputation of only writing super-spoogy gang bangs lol If you read my first story then you have a basic idea of what to expect; if you didn't I will go ahead and warn you, in fewer words this time, that this contains humongous dick (and in fact, if you read the first story, the stuff in here is even bigger. Yeah, definitely hyper-level dongs) and tons of cum. A new inclusion would be watersports, which was requested. Hopefully, this is a better written "story," btw.
Uh, the combination of keywords should give you an idea of what happens in here, but I'll just go ahead and warn you anyway. HUGE arcanine dicks in little hole. You've been warned. Next story will be something much less insane, which I'm sure some of you will like and some of you won't; just want to say that yes, I can write something other than cum-drenched rape-orgies lol And as I said, this was a trade, which means yes, I do trades obviously. Hit me up if you're interested, although I'm much more interested in art. Yes this is the quality of work you would get, and a story like this takes me about three to five days to write. I also take requests, and will use your character(s) if they're hot and the story is awesome, but of course retain the right to turn a request down x) Commissions I'm a little hesitant about just because that's a lot of pressure, but if you want to commission me art by an artist I like I don't see the difference between that and a trade, so that's an option. So if you've got some hot ideas, just tell me; hit me up on FA @ username woofwoofwoof or on the chat @ username Vinon. OK; onto brainless sex.
The effervescent snaps and tweaks of the long-dead pine needles littered and echoed through the forest as the Debussean counterpoint of wind winding through leaves and branches slightly muted it. "This looks like a good place," the young hyena said to himself, setting down the heavy backpack, the sudden lack of counterbalance making him falter slightly in his step. To say he was a hyena was correct, but only partially, the more tapered and aggressive snout of his wolf chromosomes being the most readily accessible indicator, the intelligent glint in his almond-shaped eyes being another as his body was adorned in a striking combination of timbre and spots, almost as if someone had painted a hyena over a wolf. But despite the inherent masculinity normally associated with either species, his frame was more feminine than his heritage would suggest, standing at a few inches short of six feet tall, his chest and legs slightly defined but certainly far from ever-deserving of adjectives like "chiseled" or "buff".
He managed to find a comfy looking log and sat down, kicking his shoes off his feet as he reached down and fervently rubbed the soles, the woolen hiking socks doing little to protect from a 10 hour walk as he wiped away beads of sweat from his head with his forearm, looking over at his satchel brimming with cookware and other various, standard camping gear, trying to will himself to make a move for it as he felt the chilly breeze of a particularly cool April sunset tease through his fur, cooling him down perhaps more than what once would consider "pleasantly". Finally managing to build up the willpower, he overcame aching joints and just general fatigue and knelt down on top of the woodland debris, unzipping the pack, fumbling around in it and getting slightly frustrated as he tried to tug the tent-bag out but found it was stuck on something. "Gah... nothing's fucking going right on this trip," he muttered to himself, the excruciatingly long walk lending to very quick nerves as he pressed the balls of his feet against the pack and yanked it out triumphantly, making all of the metal components clink and clatter as he tossed the bag out of the way and began setting up the tent.
It wasn't exactly rocket science but it was more than enough to cause some problems, this being a new tent and one he wasn't at-all familiar with as he dumped the contents out onto the ground, prodding inquisitively at them with his toe, as if trying to push them into a configuration that would make him go "EUREKA!" but to no avail. With a huff, he pulled the instructions out, opening them up (to the Spanish side first of course, and at this point even the slightest aggravation was more than enough to elicit a groan), flipping the page around and looking at some sort of, what he decided must be, indecipherable hieroglyphs. "What the hell? Pole A and B look exactly the same! Oh wait, the hole is on this side." This sort of soliloquy went on for about ten minutes, the apparatus beginning to take some resemblance of a tent, twine being levied through aluminum masts and wrapped around plastic stakes, thin, polyester canvas being squeezed and strained around girders. Finally, the last two poles were ready to go in, sighing with relief as he walked around to the back of the tent. "Oh gimme a fuckin break," he murmured defeatedly through the reclusive forest as he realized poles "C and D" must be at the front. "Fuck it." He jammed the aluminum masts into the ground and used his sharp, lupine claws to tear little holes into the top corners of the tent. It didn't look right, it didn't even look like it would stand up for very long, but if it rained it would keep him dry and it would, hopefully, keep the bugs out, which was good enough for him.
It was pretty much completely dark by now. Luckily, the fire was easy, and if it hadn't been, stories of a hybrid's suicide deep in the woods probably would have run across the local newspapers. There were enough fallen branches from last month's storm, along with the plethora of tinder-serving pine needles that (along with a little lighter fluid and a Zippo) made for an effortless fire. He sat on his log, fumbling through the laden backpack, pulling out a couple canteens of water and an ice cooler, opening it up to reveal that, if he ran out of water any time soon, it wouldn't be too much of a problem, seeing as how all the ice had melted into a lukewarm, hot-dog-flavored broth. Too hungry to care about the sanitary conditions of his sausages, he flung a couple across the top of the little grill, then looked around, realizing there was, "of course..." he muttered to himself, anyone else around, and tossed two more on.
The fire sizzled and popped and soon the enclave of open space began to take the scent of meat, and also got quite warm and toasty, so much so that the hyena-wolf was inclined to remove his shirt, tossing it lazily on top of the backpack, figuring that would be a hard place to accidentally leave it. The light of the fire danced across a taut, fit set of abdominals, the exaggerated shadows making them look perhaps a little bit more deep-cut than they really were though, of course, as he laid back, grabbing his sleeping bag and slinking down off the log as he propped himself onto it, letting his head hang limply over the fallen oak tree, just waiting for his hot dogs to finish as he rested his eyes.
CRASH!
He heard a loud, piercing yelp as his eyes whipped open. The first thing he noticed was that it was daylight all of a sudden, groaning and pressing his palm to his head as the frosted-glass daze of sleep picked up on oranges and pinks; apparently he had dozed off. Normally a slow waker, the situation he was in suddenly became quite a difficult one. As his eyes began to refocus themselves and his head started to be able to make coherency out of the sounds being pummeled into it, he realized he was no longer alone in his little escape from the dense woods. At first it didn't make any sense to him, almost like watching television it was so surreal. Orange and black and white was covering the campsite as he watched his tent suddenly slam into the ground beneath one of the things.
"Nah..." He started laughing to himself, a bit scared to laugh too loud though, as he just shook his head in disbelief. The fire continued to spit little flurries of flames here and there, but for the most part it was completely extinguished, now just a pulsing, sooted pile of red and ebony, the embers flicking this way and that as they landed across the cleared, brown dirt. "Seriously?" The arcanine that had loosed that earth-shattering whine licked its nose repeatedly, nuzzling it against the dirt and into the brush as it tried to calm the burn of the cast-iron grill. Unfortunately, another one of the behemoths grabbed up the charred, sizzling sausages, dumping them into the back of its throat and chewing with wide, athletic chomps, like a dog that had been fed something that just came out of the oven.
The little wolf sat completely still, trying to control his breath, trying to be invisible, but he could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage, surely loud enough for the acute ears of the beasts to pick up on, or so he thought to himself. But the term "beast" wasn't quite the right word. Not so much that they weren't terrifying; it was just inadequate. The carnivorous canines were utterly massive, way bigger than any picture in some book or on Wikipedia would make you think. The foursome varied radically in size, but even the smallest one was gargantuan, looking to be about 6 feet at the shoulder and easily 9 or 10 feet long. They just got bigger and bigger as he looked them over, the largest and most fierce-looking a true monolith of flesh as, from his position, he guessed it was around 9 feet at the shoulder, but he wasn't in any kind of mood to compare its height to his; he was much more in the mood to silently crawl away.
They were beautiful in their own sort of way though, their jet-black fur contrasting starkly with their heavy, plumed, white tails and haunches, their orange stripes slightly likening them to tigers as their amber colored eyes gleamed. If they were behind thick glass at a zoo they would probably be his favorite exhibit, but as the situation was at the moment they were probably the last thing he'd want to encounter, fully aware of just how dangerous they could be when they were in the right mood. He was too scared to move and settled with just watching them for the time being, grinning slightly as the pack began to lick at the ground where the hot dogs had been rolling around before making their way towards the water cooler, the one with the newly burnt nose managing to find it first and toppling it over excitedly as their huge tails wagged, each probably about the size of the hyena's entire body as they slurped up the briny water, their broad tongues dragging audibly and loudly across the dirt.
As he sat about fifteen or twenty feet away from them, his curious nature made his eyes crawl down between their legs, not really with the goal of checking out their endowments but more of a tangential frolic in his more general survey of the animals, or at least that's what he decided to tell himself so-as to avoid having to blush. But it didn't work, a pink hue taking no time at all in turning a deep crimson which crawled from his cheeks down his neck and across his shoulder-line as his view was accosted, or treated depending on how you wanted to look at it, by sheaths so truly terrifying he couldn't help but whimper. There really wasn't anything to liken them to, and it seemed like each one was bigger than the last as they jostled around jovially, flailing their concealed, respective members around without a care in the world. It was all... a little bit exciting, no matter how lewd or wrong that was, but none-the-less it was. Even the medium one was about as wide as his hips were, and the longest one was going on somewhere between four and five feet in length. But despite all this, it was the balls that stole the show, ranging in size from those novelty beach balls that get bounced around at outdoor concerts to black, furry beanbags.
It was very, very exciting indeed, so much so that he could feel his cock starting to twitch and swell against the inner walls of his velvety sheath. He didn't even bother trying to tell himself it was just morning wood, but out here in the wilderness there wasn't exactly anyone to judge him so he just sort of let it happen, sinking into his guilty little pleasure as he watched them bob up and down with the movements of the less-than-graceful dogs. But slowly logic prevailed, beating against the back of his brain until the realization that he needed some way to get out of here popped back up stubbornly. He took another look at the arcanines and decided that they were thoroughly enthralled in their lapping of the hot dog juices, slowly and hopefully-silently lifting himself up off the ground with his paws and his feet. He watched them carefully, making sure they didn't notice him as he placed his paw on the log, trying to hoist himself up higher to get a better footing.
Unfortunately, the sunrise brought the morning dew along with it, the mossy log wet and slippery as his arm fell out from under him, sending him crashing down onto the ground with a loud "thud", the rustling of leaves being pushed out from under him by his feet and paw making the four dogs' heads swivel instantly over to the source of the noise. He froze up, completely terrified as his eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, just staring at them in complete horror as they turned to face him. Nothing happened for a long time, or at least it felt like a long time, seconds stretched into hours in his mind until one of them returned to the brothy water cooler, lapping into it madly, two of the others following suit, but the fourth and smallest no longer seemed interested as it kept its gaze transfixed on the anthro, the huge, dewy eyes cutting into his body as the hyena remained completely motionless.
"Shit..." He didn't really say it, but more breathed it, even his breath now carrying the undertones of his anxiety as the thing slowly and curiously padded its way towards the wolf boy. The massive, cushioned paws were surprisingly quiet, their sheer surface area distributing the motions of the ton of dog almost silently, its size making the seemingly epic journey nothing more than a couple of leisurely steps. It was a bit ironic, but the arcanine seemed just as cautious as the anthro, its head swiveling to the side curiously as its ears flip-flopped across the top if its wide and sturdy skull. It sat down at the hyena's feet, its thick tail swaying trepidly through the underbrush with a loud, whooshing sound. Suddenly, its lips parted into a wide, blissfully oblivious smile, the huge, drooling tongue flopping out the side of its muzzle and letting a frothy, heady strand of saliva slowly dribble down onto the ground.
"Woof!" It made Cassie's ears swivel backwards and made the near-by birds flutter away it was so imposing, similar to a Rottweiler's bark but about 80 decibels louder as it echoed through the trees. The other dogs seemed fairly uninterested at the time, though, and continued with their studious cleaning of the innards of the cooler as the hyena peered around the massive frame of the more interested arcanine to see just how far along they had gotten, and indeed they looked just about done, which was the last thing he wanted to see, hoping they would have something other than himself to occupy their time with.
WHAM!
The great, big oaf's paw slammed down onto Cassie's chest playfully, but at such a size difference "playfully" meant something entirely different than the normal connotation as the hyena gasped, slumping flat down onto the dirt as the wind was knocked out of him. He frantically tried to claw his way out from under the huge foot but it kept him lightly pinned, the sheer weight of the chest-sized paw making such an act effortless. "Get the fuck off me!" he yelped out fairly pathetically, whimpering as he watched the rest of the pack quickly turn their attention to him, looking his way as the other drooled sloppily, letting out another bellowing "Bark!" before dipping its massive head down to the fuzzy wolf hybrid and slurping across Cassie's face, the huge tongue so wide it only took one motion to completely soak his snout.
The wolf groaned, wiping away some of the viscous saliva with his paws and flicking it off his fingertips as he grinned up at the arcanine. "Oh, I see how it is. You wanna play?" Cassie reached over and grabbed a fairly sizable stick, tossing it off into the woods as he awaited a reaction. "Fetch!" But unfortunately there was hardly any reaction at all, the dog's ears momentarily perking as its head swiveled towards the source of the sound, then quickly returned to the hyena/wolf and gave him a playful snuffle, exploring the scents of the alien intruder as the massive nose huffed through Cassie's whiskers, making him wince slightly as the cold, wet snout prodded and shoved through fur, sniffing curiously.
The other three seemed to be finished with their exploration of the water cooler and padded over, the four towering beasts circling around him as the first backed away a bit, taking his paw from the anthro's chest as Cassie just stared up, completely dumbstruck and without a clue as to what he should be doing. What he wanted to do quickly became moot, though, as the largest of the four dipped his own snout into the plush coat of the wolf's tummy and began to explore as another one of the tiger-like dogs slurped at Cassie's ear. The hyena just laid there, utterly motionless as he felt now two massive, warm tongues begin to lick away his scent, his paws too scared to move and his legs losing any strength as he decided to just let them do whatever it was they wanted to do and get it over with, figuring they would have to get bored at some point.
His fur was a complete mess as the slimy appendages grazed through his coat, coating him in warm, sticky dog-spit as he struggled to quash his giggles, his paws finally managing to work up some courage as he gently pet along the snout of the apparent alpha, almost as if trying to coax him on. Or at least that's what he occupied his time with until the third pressed the tip of its heavy muzzle inbetween Cassie's legs, shoving itself rudely and firmly against his groin as the wolf's back arched, his claws digging into the natural surface beneath him as he felt yet another tongue begin to tease against the front of his pants. It was so wrong, but it felt so good there was nothing he could do but squeak and writhe as the warm damp of the arcanine's muzzle was transferred into the fur on his sac and sheath, which at this point was beginning to throb incessantly.
Small, clear droplets of canine precum began to bead at his tip against his will and smear themselves into his underwear, the musky, masculine scent of animal arousal slowly wafting its way into the nasal passages of the dogs which seemed to excite and confuse them to no end. Cassie tried to back up but found his head pressing into the fur on one of the dog's feet as it loomed dominantly over his body, its shadow completely covering him as the sun continued to rise above the canine five-some. Apparently the arcanine that was previously busy with snuffling his more sensitive and personal areas was more than happy to relieve him of the pesky thing getting in the way of that wonderful and delicious scent, that being Cassie's shorts, as the huge dog tried to stick his fat nose into the waistband but fount it too tight a fit, and simply began to chew at them like a dog would chew on a cast.
As soon as the pants had been adequately destroyed, and luckily none of his body parts had, the dogs pounced towards his crotch like a pack of cheetahs, noses and tongues flying towards the middle of Cassie's body as snouts vied with each other for a better position, the instigator's claw dragging the shorts and underwear down towards the lupine's knees as four tongues began to lap hungrily and ferally at his burning loins, hot wetness completely soaking his throbbing sheath and orbs as the tip of his ruby spire peeked out. Cassie's paws tried to cover it up but couldn't traverse the tangled mass of slobbering behemoths as he could feel himself leaking like a faucet, his head tilting back into the ground as his toes curled back and forth, trying to work up some sort of reason to resist but struggling to find one as their hot breathe and even hotter muzzles raped between his thighs.
As the fleshy sheath slowly peeled down more and more along the length of hyena cock, the arcanines only got more excited, their tails beating the ground like tribal drums as they leaped onto their ceremonial sacrifice, eagerly gobbling up any and all of the mess he could make. His eyes clenched and rolled back into his head as his ears folded back flat against his skull in submission, letting lust completely take over his body as he did nothing to stop the assault on his senses, his paws starting to roam up and down his chest as they pushed away fur, teasing along his own body as his dick finally emerged fully, ten fat, throbbing inches pointing up like a beacon for the dogs as they continued to lap away, occasionally even gently nibbling, as if testing the waters to see if the delicious thing was food or not, the sensation of their dull teeth grazing along his cock only making the ecstasy that much more unbearable.
Suddenly he felt the surge of warmth slowly dissipate from his body as he looked up to see that three of the four had backed away from his prone frame, now only the alpha standing territorially over him as the once-playful, stupid grins across their lips seemed to have vanished, being replaced with something more much ferocious and malevolent. He didn't really realize what was happening until it was way too late, but considering his position there was probably absolutely nothing he could do at this point anyway, now at the total mercy of the feral demons crowding around his body. He watched at the alpha raised its leg up, that massive, girder-sized sheath swinging a bit as suddenly a hot, acrid stream of piss shot out from the tip and splattered across Cassie's body with the force of a gardenhose.
The jet was almost as thick as his arm as he immediately shot his paws up to cover his face, whimpering submissively and pathetically as the urine splished and splashed loudly across his body, soaking him to the bone in the warm, stinking piss. The wetness took no time at all in utterly drenching his body as the huge dick just unloaded onto him, marking the wolf as the pack's property as the warmth slowly sunk from his face and shoulders down to his crotch and to his legs, a large pool of the odiferous, yellow liquid circled degradingly around him. He hopped up to his feet, wiping some from his eyes as he shook out his fur, turning around and trying to escape as he scooped out pawfuls of urine from his eye sockets and flung them away from his body, but the torn pants around his knees sent him tumbling down into the ground once again as he yelped out, trying to push the clothing from his legs, but the wet fabric clung resiliently to his sopping fur.
It only took an instant for the pack to swarm back around him, seeming less-than-amused as one of them dipped its head down, its hot breath teasing through the fine, inner fuzz of Cassie's ear as he shuddered, a deep, basso growl echoing through his body and making the earth quake around his dripping frame, his eyes clenched in terror as tears began to form in their corners. He felt yet another warm stream splattering across his body, but this one was different. He opened his eyes as his view was accosted by a massive, ebony pole of cock now slowly making its way out of its sheath with all the romance of a genocide as it loosed an equally huge gout of precum, the hot, sticky fluids clinging to his fur and splattering across his face as it instantly took over the place of the territorial marking.
The smell was beyond intense; it was decimating. "Oh God no!" It was all he could say, because as he tried to cry out his mouth was filled with another rope of sticky, musky precum, making him gag as he threw his head back, accidentally swallowing, coughing and gasping for air as the warmth oozed and trickled down into his stomach. The musk dazed him, his tongue lashing at the insides of his mouth in some sort of illogical, desperate attempt to get the salty taste of male dogsex off his taste buds, his vision blurring as every breath he took was labored by the sheer weight of the most carnal, primal and lusty pheromones he had ever smelled, which only made his dick throb that much harder.
There was no time to react as one of the arcanines sitting eagerly behind him shoved its snout between his legs as he lay on his belly, pushing them forward through the slop of the precum-inspired mud as he was forced into breeding position, yet another equally pungent stream flinging itself across his back-end as he looked over his shoulder to see an even more insane dick already completely in the open. The pointed tip loomed ominously as Cassie's tail swung between his legs, trying to hide the tiny and clenched hole as the one standing before him slowly advanced, prodding the tip of the body-sized, onyx god of a cock against his face unchivalrously, the force of the jet of precum parting his fur where it landed as the stink of sex only got more and more unbearable by the moment, his hips starting to buck like that of a wild animal's just from the overwhelming aura of pheromones.
He clenched his teeth and lips as he felt the slicked and oozing head begin to find more purchase, the arcanine that had put him in his bitch-like position walking over his body as the tip of that impossible cock pressed between his furry cheeks, the other two seemingly content to just watch for now as they lapped up the mess, although of course not even at a tenth of the pace that the veritable pond was being made as he was forced to watch another pair of 5 or 6, or considering his body size what might as well have been 5 or 6 hundred, foot long dicks slip out of their confines and drag against the ground. The one at his muzzle seemed to die down a bit, apparently a bit of pent-up excitement just exploding its way out as the fist-sized hole slowed from a geyser to a gush, the dick pumping out natural lubricant like a sewer pipe in thick, heady blobs as the prick rubbed its vile cockscum all over his gums.
What was most-terrifying of all, though, was the girth. They weren't long and slender like a stallion's; they would put a stallion to shame. They had the same proportions of his own beating shaft, just infinitely more massive, the huge slabs thicker than him in some parts on the larger two as the cattle-prod-hot tip of the other's poked against his ass, dumping its mess all over his backside as he whimpered and moaned, the sensations of being at the behest of such powerful beasts and such enormous shafts making him cringe with all sorts of guilty pleasure, the illogical insanity behind being impaled on cocks bigger than you starting to escape him as the scents, sounds and aromas slowly turned him into nothing more than a whining bitch in heat.
As he felt the tapered tip of the canine shaft find his tailhole, he desperately tried to relax his body, knowing what was about to happen as the feeling of the hot, gooey precum sloshing down between his forcefully-spread ass cheeks certainly facilitated relaxation, making him growl with pleasure. But no anticipation could prepare him for what was about to happen. Never having explored the fine art of zoophilia, he was totally and blissfully oblivious to just how "gentle" and "caring" being ravaged by a horny dog was.
That is, until it happened.
The sensation was like having a Cadillac slam into you at 100mph. The little wolfbitch screamed out in blistering pain as he felt the gigantic spire sink into his body, the massive, overpowered hips hitting a home run as nearly two feet of two-foot-wide dog cock poured into his tiny frame, making him stretch out around it like a fuzzy, squirming condom as he could feel the huge slab throbbing against his insides from every angle, pushing away vital organs and filling places he never knew he had in its quest for complete and utter domination. He felt dizzy, sick, hot; it was unlike anything he had ever experienced, but as his jaws pried themselves open into a primal scream, the prick pressing against his teeth began to sink into his muzzle, just pumping its precum unrelentingly and without prejudice to the agony the rest of its captive's body was being put through as Cassie's wrecked tailhole burned and blistered in torture, the sheer girth of the spear lodged within him pushing him up slightly off the ground as its top pressed against the hyena's spine.
The wolf gurgled as buckets of musky pre sloshed all through his maw, caking his taste buds in the salty flavors and textures of sex, his tongue trying to push the beast out of his mouth weakly and pathetically, every part of him going completely limp as he clenched his eyes shut, desperately hoping he would pass out or go into shock, but no such luck, as the arcanine at his backside pulled about half a foot out and slammed in again, trying to get deeper into the warm hole it fully intended to breed and put in its rightful place, the trainwreck of a buck shoving the little hybrid's body forward through the sticky slop, pushing the tip of the other beast's dong against the back of Cassie's throat as he gagged, coughing up a filmy mixture of pre and spit as some even leaked out his nose, the dick already inside of him starting to leak copiously, gallon-sized ropes splattering against the wolf's bowels and filling his body with even more warmth as the one in front of him growled at the one trying to rail its way into Cassie's ass, pushing it to the side so that it, too, could stand over the new fuckhole, readying itself for its own breeding session.
He felt one of their paws press down against his back firmly, just hard enough to keep him still but not quite hard enough to crush him as he was held obediently in place as the two fought above him for a more advantageous position. Everything seemed to go silent for a moment; he thought he was dying, but his fate was much worse. He just watched in slow motion as those black, furred wrecking balls slung themselves to his lips, his throat stretching out obscenely as his body took the shape of two, fat dicks, both hilting into him at the same time as they pushed and prodded against eachother inside his body, grinding themselves against each other's sensitive flesh through thinly stretched veils of innards as the one that started in his ass pushed through the skin of his chest, his arms wrapping pathetically around it as the tip extended a couple feet beyond the edge of his snout, the one buried in his face poking out his stomach and rubbing the sheath of wolf and hyena pelt between the arcanine's counterpoint's balls.
The outstretched imprints bubbled at the tips from the unwavering force of the torrent of pre being gushed into him as he could feel it spew out his ass, some of it starting to trickle out his lips around the huge girth as he was completely and utterly filled with cock. It was the sort of stuff naïve, sexual fantasies were made of, but in real life it was something completely different as the wolf just groaned, the eviscerating pain in his rings starting to slowly subside as an epiphany of pleasure took its place, the sensations of being so utterly stuffed other-worldly as the two took no time at all in beginning to rut with all the ferocity of wild animals, their hips slamming back and forth as the friction between their shafts and his tiny, overstretched holes dragged him back and forth, the larger of the two doing most of the pushing as whenever one pushed forward it would just shove him deeper down along the other, his nose being slammed into the huge, musky orbs over and over again as they slapped against his body, coating him now not only in piss and precum but in the sweaty funk of animal sac.
The arcanines' slick love potion just oozed and gushed from both ends of his body now as more and more of the pain started to dissolve away into orgasmic bliss, his boyish body nothing but a warm place for these animals to put their dicks into as they treated him like a bitch, and as the fervor of unrestrained carnage slowly overtook him, he realized he liked it. The throbbing tension in his rings only seemed to make the pleasure coursing through the rest of his body magnify as his whimpers and cries were slowly and steadily replaced by lustful growls and whines and pleads as the pair started to work out the initial tightness and really fuck him, five foot towers of meat crashing into him like a stampede, back and forth from both ends like hammers as his skin was stretched this way and that just to be able to occupy their monsters, their dicks pouring so much slime into him his stomach started to slightly round.
He was just beginning to realize he was enjoying it until he finally managed to open his eyes again, taking a good look at what was inately next in line for his body as the knot of his muzzle-rapist began to form, crashing at his teeth as it just grew and grew and grew rapidly, the one behind him doing the same as he felt less length now being poured into his body, the huge bulb slamming at his door as the arcanines began to whine and pant, their thighs starting to tremble foreboding as he could feel their quakes of soon-to-be-climax whirring though his body. He tried to scream but his muzzle was muffled by dick, his jaws spread almost completely vertically, as if in a constant, intense yawn. He shuddered as, despite all of his will, he could feel his own comparatively minuscule orbs start to seize to his body, the pressure against his prostate just too much for his dick to take as the two knots finally finished their tumescence.
It was pure brutality. The strength of the massive pokemon allowed them to slip their knots into him without even the slightest of effort, their hips guiding them home as the wolf screamed out in both searing pan and orgasmic ecstasy as his cock exploded all over his stomach, rope after rope after rope of sticky, creamy wolf cum shot all over his dick-bloated gut, more and more and more pumping out as his muscles clenched down all throughout his frame, making the dogs roar in pleasure as it made him scream out in tortured agony, the knots nearly twice as thick as the shafts buried to their hilts within him as the two sets of massive orbs pressed against his body as he could just feel the unfathomable volumes of seed churning within them. The bulbs grew to their final girth, tying both ends of his body as he took the shape of a sloppily made dumbbell, but the worst was to come.
The one in his maw was first. The alpha howled into the treetops as his orgasm exploded into the hybrid's body, cum flooding his insides as it exploded out both ends, the feeling of the gooey warmth snaking through him with such force and vigor made him cringe as the sensation only drew his own orgasm out longer and longer, riding off the titanic one pummeling his depths as the one at his back end quickly followed suit, howling out along with the entire pack as they claimed their new bitch, the two cocks fucking back and forth along that last half-foot or so between knot and sheath, his nose being pushed into the warm, damp depths of the dark flesh-tube as the alpha just kept pummeling, gallon after gallon, trashcan after trashcan being shot into the dogs' newly claimed cum-dumpster. It was brutal and without remorse; their climaxes just kept spilling into him as his own began to fade, forced to withstand the assault through his afterglow, warmth filling his body inside and out as his ass just exploded with seed all over the poor arcanine hilted to his spooge-drenched butt, his ears picking up on the sound of his fire being extinguished by the overflow of sex.
As the two apexes finally started to subside he thought it was all over, grimacing as they pressed once against against his back and yanked themselves free, the excess splurging out of his body from both sides as he gasped for air, flopping onto his side and curling into a fetal position as he was left to lie in the huge pool, the two shafts sloppily slinking out of his body as the pair flopped to the ground to lick away some of their own juices off their still-throbbing cocks. Cassie, too, licked at his lips, nuzzling the ground as his paws slowly rubbed the mess into his fur, the scent so strong his dick instantly began throbbing and twitched, just begging for round two as they had turned him into nothing more than a pure animal, his ass gaping to a truly mind-boggling diameter as he lay in the debris of the cataclysmic orgy.
As the two spent arcanines sprawled out across the dirt, just basking in their confirmation of their maleness, the other two instantly leaped to the wolf, sniffling and licking some of the goo across his body as the entire forest reeked of boy-sex. As he felt the long, wet tongues begin to explore the crater that the one in his ass had left he growled blissfully, his vocal cords vibrating into a deep, bass ostinato of euphoria, but this was all soon to change as the scent of a welcoming hole was just too inviting, Cassie sprawling out across the ground and shivering in pleasure as he rolled onto his back, his head falling into the mess as he wiped some of the cum from his eyes and watched as the two eyed him in the same way as the others had. He tried to scream out, but his throat had been so mutilated all that came out was a defiant squeak.
No squeaking was going to be enough to stop them, of course, as Cassie tried to pull himself up onto his feet but found the task impossible, wincing in pain as his arms gave out from under him, sending him back onto the ground instantly. The two crowded over his body, their heat beating down into him, foreshadowing the tortures he would soon be faced to endure, but as he dreaded watching one pad its way over to his muzzle he realized that they had a completely different idea in mind, apparently not minding sharing at all. Pack instinct took a course for the worst as he watched, with complete horror, the two dogs step over his body in unison, squishing themselves against one another as they fought over pushing in the deepest, the tips of their huge, pointed cocks both easily slipping into his outstretched tailpipe.
He shuddered and moaned out, the feeling of the mammoth pricks returning the anticipated heat to his insides almost welcome as they were more than happy to dump their slimy cock-sludge back into his bowels, the two hot, drooling tips poking and prodding at various pleasure spots inside of him as they finally managed to squeeze in next to each other, the shafts burying themselves into him as they both started to jitter and thrust, pushing him around on the ground as the cocks desperately searched for enough purchase to both glide inside. He watched with horror as they poked out of his stomach, his paws reaching down to press against his tummy, still in disbelief of what was happening to him, even as the cummy residue of what had been only moments ago continued to dribble out of his muzzle, the shafts coming in at different angles as they stretched him wider and wider the deeper they managed to plunge.
They finally succeeded in finding just the right spot as they hoisted the wolf's body upwards to allow for easier access, pushing the lower half of his body up into the air as his shoulders and head were dug into the ground. The two demons began to slip in, slightly less eager and vicious as the first pair, the hybrid screaming out as they waited until they were deep enough inside that they wouldn't slip out; it was then that all hell broke loose. The two, massive beasts began to slam down into him with the fury of a hurricane, their hips pistoning back and forth, up and down and side to side as the dog dicks disappeared into his bruised and battered body right before his eyes, each earth-shattering pump pushing them in deeper and deeper until their tips were smacking violently at his lips through a thinly stretched sheath of his own skin and rut-soaked fur, his head throwing back into the ground as he desperately tried to dodge the vicious barrage.
They just got more and more aggravated, desperately trying to brute-force themselves all the way in to give their bitch the severe fucking it deserved, their bodies slumping down lower to the ground as they began to truly breed him, their cocks slamming deeper and deeper into the reddened tail-star as it stretched into a figure eight around the gargantuan members, his claws digging into the ground in pain as he feared they would dislocate his hips they were so wide. But the destruction of the warm, inviting thing they continued to bury into was of no consequence as the duo of arcanines just picked up steam, one's cock lodging its way all the way in as the other pulled out, their erratic and sex-starved thrusts twisting and turning his insides around the whim of his new masters; one would slow down and one would speed up, one would go left and one would go right.
It was exhausting, but through all of the intense pain there was something truly magical about it all as he just let his mind go completely free, relishing in the feeling of being so totally under the control of something else, his body now nothing more than an amusement to be used and abused as his paws gently pet and massaged against the huge, steaming spires of cock that held him down to the ground by their sheer weight alone, moaning and yelping out each time their massive orbs slapped against the lower side of his body. They just kept fucking him, totally ravaging him as half their shafts jutted out through his chest, grinding his own spooge-sopped body against his face as their precum leaked into him like broken fire hydrants, spraying wildly and wickedly deep within his bowels as it just gushed right back out, only adding to the overpowering scent of male arousal and need.
It wasn't soon before their knots finally started to take shape, his over-filled hole allowing the bulbs to occasionally dip in slightly as his tail twisted and curled in a sublime combination of submissiveness, pain and pleasure, every sort of sensation that was possible being forced into him by the foot and by the gallon. He whimpered along with the pair as their hips began to shiver and shake just like the others' had, foretelling of what was about to happen inside of him as he clenched his eyes and gritted his teeth, his own shaft already totally spent as he seized and cringed in anticipation, the once-placid sounds of bird songs and wind-rustled leaves replaced by the lewd, slurping sounds of wet cock grinding through fur and flesh.
Suddenly, every single vein, every little discrepancy of their dicks was put under a microscope as one slammed its knot deep inside of him, pushing its counterpart out slightly along the way as the first arcanine to tie howled out, raising its head to sky as the other continued to try to slam its way into him, not wanting to pass up on the experience of knotting a bitch as it pushed the other to the side, making the already-hilted sword jab to the right, stretching out his stomach even more as the other finally shoved its way in, sealing his tail hole as they climaxed simultaneously, the second knot roughly grinding its way in with an audible "pop" as two geysers of seed spat into him in long, drawn-out ropes of cum, stream after stream after thick, hot, gooey stream of dog cum permeating his body and slowly trickling out his backside as he was once again filled to the brim and beyond, seed erupting from his lips like a burst water-main, his snout pointing up to the sky as it splattered into the coarse undercoats of the arcanines looming rapturously above him and splattered back down onto him like a warm, summer's rain.
They just kept cumming, apparently the pressure alongside each other lending to something spectacular for all three involved as the cum was forced back out his already-bloated body from his tailhole and muzzle, even the tight fit in his ass not enough to stop the leakage as the climaxes finally began to fizzle, the dogs trying to fuck the last globs of cum from their swollen orbs until nothing was left. Just throbs in time with two racing hearts filled him as one tried to tug its way out but was locked in behind the other's knot, giving up and flopping onto the ground with a loud, heavy splash as its pressed its warm body up against the spent wolf, leaning its head down and gently licking through Cassie's hair protectively as the hybrid struggled to stay conscious, slowly closing his eyes and nuzzling against the show of true affection.
With two giant, wrecking-ball knots tied to him, the wolf gave up, tears of mixed joy and pain streaming down his eyes and muddying the pristine surrounding of pure, male sex as the other still tied to him did the same, swiveling his hips a bit as he raised one leg up and turned around, pressing their asses together as the other two arcanines slowly padded over through the slop of sex and lied down on top of the wolf as Cassie slowly passed out, the outside of his body buried in thick, warm fur, the inside filled with gently pulsing cock. As he let the inviting comfort of warmth and sleep pass over his body, his last though was, "at least I don't have to worry about a tent."