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Vivian's morning routine was taking a lot longer than usual as she sat on the toilet, butt naked and staring blankly at the hamper of dirty laundry in front of her as she reflected on the events of the previous day. Even after brushing her teeth and tongue yesterday and today for five minutes each, the aftertaste of her new arcanine's spunk and piss still clung stubbornly to her taste buds, and Ajax's scent had soaked so deeply into her skin that not even an extra long shower managed to remove it entirely.

She sighed. If even she could still smell it, any pokemon with a finer nose than hers could probably tell Ajax's mark on her from miles away. At least, they couldn't talk, though. She just had to make sure that her coworkers wouldn't notice when she returned from her vacation, but she had another week to scrub all signs of what she had done yesterday until then.

Vivian sighed even harder when she realized that she ought to return her new pokemon, and it twisted her heart in her chest. After the disaster that her most recent relationship had shattered into, Ajax had been like a beacon in the storm. Within four days, he had become a better companion than any of her exes could have ever been, powerful, loyal, affectionate, and playful. Then yesterday happened, showing her that even in bed — or on the living room couch — the arcanine was the best, most intense, and somehow even most affectionate lover she had ever had, and if she didn't give him back, it would happen again even though it mustn't happen again if she didn't want anyone to find out. The forbidden rush was simply too tempting. She already knew that she would spread her legs for him and take him again if she kept him, howling his name as he stretched her cunt and womb with his giant cock.

Yes, if she kept him, he would swell her with his seed again, paint her with his piss, mark her as his bitch for good, and she would love every second of it, even if it would sooner or later get them into trouble. If she wasn't already in trouble after screaming so hard that the entire neighborhood had heard it.

While desire and reason fought in Vivian's mind, two of her fingers rested above her slit as she was trying to pee into the toilet. Nothing came out, though, as she struggled not to fantasize about Ajax's fat, juicy dong, but to no avail. The only splashing she heard was that of a single dollop of her arousal as it hit the water in the bowl below her, betraying her forbidden lust for the studly arcanine.

As if he had sensed her silent contemplations, the handle of the bathroom door twisted and the huge, fluffy male pushed his way into the small bathroom, easily filling out half of the space with his massive frame.

"A-ah, hey! Can't you see I'm busy?" Vivian squealed, a glowing red blush shooting onto her cheeks as she hid her incriminatingly wet pussy behind both hands.

Ajax chortled with delight and beamed at his trainer like the radiant summer sun as he kicked the door shut with one foot and approached her with a wildly wagging tail.

The arcanine's joy was infectious and Vivian felt her tension melting away like snow on his scorching hot cock. Already horny and distracted, she tried to sneak a peek under the male's belly, curious to see whether a morning wood was dangling from his sheath, but only a tapered hint of crimson peeked out of the furred, sweaty sleeve, a glittering droplet of pre hanging from the tip.

The rest of Vivian's reservations vanished when Ajax reached her and greeted her with a flurry of wet, slobbery licks and curious snuffles. Cheeks and chin, neck and forehead, not even her hair was safe from his overexcited taster, and when he eventually pulled away again, he watched her with his dripping tongue hanging from his open muzzle, that same charming, goofy grin on his face that had already won her over on the handler's ranch five days ago.

"Yeah, okay. You've convinced me, Ajax. You can stay," she chuckled with an eye roll and shook her head. “And good morning to you, too." At the same time, a confusing mix of cautious relief and slight disappointment formed in her chest when he didn't try to lick her anywhere else. Had he come to the same conclusion as her and decided to forget about yesterday? Was he trying to make up for it?

Vivian hadn't even finished her thought when the arcanine turned around and lifted one of his huge, muscle-packed hind legs over her head. Bracing his foot against the wall behind her head, it left her with a perfect view of his crotch, his huge, furry sack and sweat-soaked sheath so close to her that his thick, virile musk fully enveloped her. As he pointed his tip at her, a whole slew of memories from their first time together flooded her mind and she started drooling profusely, too distracted by arousal to process the situation she was in at that moment.

A harsh hissing snapped the trainer out of her daze. With a stunned blink and an open mouth, she watched as a thick, forceful jet of steaming, dark gold piss threaded the gap between her thighs and impacted the bowl beneath. But where Ajax's aim was impeccable, his stream stirred the water in the toilet with such resounding violence that gushes and droplets of barely diluted urine sprayed and sputtered all over her backside. The heavy growl of relief pouring from the beast's throat told her that this wasn't a marking, but him simply voiding the vast contents of his bladder. She just happened to be sitting on the same toilet he was using, and his casual audacity sent a depraved shiver down her spine.

"Oh wow, looks like someone really needed it," she whispered with a crimson blush, her eyes flicking up and down the gushing stream of pungent yellow as it missed her slit by less than an inch. The intense rushing managed to rekindle her own urge to pee, and the thought of peeing together with the huge male got her more excited than it had any right to. Maybe by mingling their urine, she could reclaim some of her authority, but her delusional thought was thwarted the moment she let loose a trickle so thin and weak compared to his rushing torrent that it didn't even manage to upset his flow.

At the same time, Ajax's tremendous output utterly overwhelmed the toilet, the water level in the bowl underneath it rapidly rising until it reached the edge of the toilet seat. Suddenly, it wasn't just splatters that netted her backside as her butt cheeks and her crotch ended up immersed in the steaming, scalding hot piss, and she jolted up with a surprised squeak, moving forward just enough to break his intense stream into a messy splatter with her crotch.

Suddenly, droplets of hot, steaming piss flew everywhere, hitting Vivian's chest, thighs, the tiled floor and walls, and the clothes hamper in front of her. Some of it even flew far enough to splatter the walls of the shower cabin, the sink, and the bathroom mirror above. Worst of all, however, the raging torrent washed over her folds and blasted right against her clit, making her moan from the dirtiest surge of stimulation she had ever experienced, and before she could stop herself, she pushed even deeper into his stream.

Ajax's ears flicked at the noisy splashing and he turned his head toward his bitch, a mischievous sparkle in his big, dark eyes. Her breathy, needy moan was his permission to diverge his stream. Before she knew it, the golden barrage blasted against her soft belly, and from there, he continued to slowly raise his target. Inch by inch, he doused her supple skin with a layer of steaming, dripping urine, soaking her navel, her midriff, and finally her tits with a pungent, wet heat.

Vivian shivered as her arcanine urinated against her thick, sensitive nipples with a particularly mischievous grin, and when she let out another shaky groan, he aimed directly at her open mouth. It felt like she was getting hit by a jet of water from a hose, except the liquid rushing over her cheeks and forehead, over her closed eyes, and into her open mouth was almost too hot to bear, reeking of potent male, smelling of piss. It got into her hair too, washing over her arms and all over the bathroom tiles in a growing, dark yellow puddle that steamed up the air like freshly brewed tea, while only a few stray drops still found their way into their appropriate place: the brimful toilet bowl.

Ajax suddenly stopped peeing, however, as the enlarging pool of piss encroached upon his hindpaw.

With a hard gulp and gasp, the trainer opened her eyes and tried to process what had just happened. "Fuck, Ajax, I just brushed my teeth," she complained as her breath was imbued with the overbearing taste of fresh, concentrated urine, her mind swimming from the aroma, and her loins even hotter than the piss streaming over it. "At least I haven't showered yet, you naughty boy. Just look at the mess you've made! Your pee is everywhere!"

The arcanine nodded with a snort. Then he moved his crotch closer to Vivian's face, giving her an even better view of his anatomy than yesterday. The edge of his furred black sheath was soaked and glistening with a mix of sweat, pre, and piss, and it exuded a head-spinning stench of potent male musk and rich urine. About three inches of his deep red, veiny tapered tip pointed right at her, steaming, golden droplets drooling from the loose, drooling urethra, and when he pushed it against her lips with an expectant growl, she knew that he hadn't forgotten about yesterday at all.

This was a test.

Ajax wanted to see whether she would submit and lick clean his piss-soaked cock, or whether she would refuse. He knew as much as her that she had every right to deny him after he had shamelessly pissed all over her, and she realized once again that she should end this before it got worse. However, he also knew how desperately she wanted more of him, of his addictive aroma and feral assertiveness, of this taboo thrill of mating with a pokemon, and with a salacious grin on his muzzle, he prodded his dripping tip against her lips again to expedite her decision.

What even was her alternative? Giving him back to the handler? Vivian looked at the mighty arcanine with a shiver, her heart twisting in her chest as she just thought about giving him back. He didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve that. She couldn't just dismiss the best partner she had ever had, who looked out for her, who cared for her, who fucked her the best any man ever head. Sure, the thought of spit-washing his filthy rod was as degrading as it could get… but also more exhilarating that it had any right to be.

Besides, Ajax had no hands to clean himself, she further convinced the still reluctant part of herself. In a sense, she was just helping that poor male, and so she finally, eagerly, greedily parted her lips and welcomed his glans with a wide lick. A soft gag escaped her as a gush of lingering piss washed over her taste buds, smothering them once again with that pungent, potent aroma, but she was starting to get used to it. After all, the moist, swelteringly hot bathroom air and her every breath were soaked with the smell of his urine anyway, and his appreciative grunt helped her stomach the flavor even more.

In fact, Vivian soon found herself lapping at the arcanine's gently throbbing member with increasing thirst. As his cock slowly peeled itself out of its massive sheath, the horny fire inside her loins flared up with untamed ferocity, and her licks finally transitioned into more as she wrapped her plush lips around his tip to suck on it.

That's when she found out that Ajax's bladder wasn't even half empty yet. Even though he had doused her all over with a jet of piss that rivaled the intensity of some power wash equipment, he had much more to give, and as soon as his tip was fully inside her mouth, he opened the floodgates once again with a guttural sigh of relief.

Vivian's eyes widened, a choked, sputtering gasp erupting from her stretched lips as a powerful gush of steaming, acrid piss flooded her mouth, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she clenched her hands tightly around his sheath and started to drink like a good bitch. Gulp after gulp, she swallowed the rushing stream of waste water and filled her stomach with its dirty, corrupting heat, but she couldn't keep up with his profuse output. Already on her very first gulp, some of his scorching, steaming urine spilled out and washed down her chin, and it only got more intense from there as she choked on the taste, the force, and his swelling, throbbing girth as it invaded her mouth and stretched her jaw.

Once the woman's belly was full and she struggled to swallow even one more sip, the arcanine finally pulled away with a low grunt. His glans slipped out of her mouth with a wet shlorp, showering her face with a fresh layer of hot, liquid gold before he unceremoniously stepped toward her clothes hamper and squatted onto it. While she couldn't really see his stream, she very much heard it as he splattered the last gallon of his musky piss over her dirty laundry, soaking her clothes with his potent scent until the fabric couldn't hold another drop of it.

After what felt like minutes of relentless pissing, Ajax's bladder finally ran out of juice and he got up with the most contented sigh, smacking his lips as he jiggled the last drop of urine into his trainer's drenched, dirty clothing.

"Wow, you really needed that, didn't you?" Vivian chuckled, licking her lips and shaking her head as she looked at the mighty beast. "At least you're feeling better now, I hope?"

Ajax turned around and nodded with the biggest, most innocent smile he could muster even as her body, her laundry, and the entire bathroom stank of his musk and piss. Then he strutted out of the room with a wagging tail, blessing her with one more delicious view of his huge, hanging breeding orbs and his thick, half-hard bitch breaker.

Drenched with piss that didn't seem to be cooling at all, and with the room and her discarded clothes in the laundry basket an utter, steaming mess, the arcanine had left his trainer with so much to clean, but that could wait. Before she hosed down the tiles and took a shower, she had to take care of something else real quick. Closing her eyes and with the image of the male's junk in her mind, she glided her hand between her legs and shoved two fingers into her wet pussy, desperately fingering herself to completion with heavy moans and sloppy squelches. Though, it wasn't nearly as satisfying as the cock she was fantasizing about.

A whole hour, that's how long it took Vivian to return the bathroom to an at least somewhat bearable state. She used half a bottle of her lemon-scented bathroom cleaner and aired the room for thirty minutes straight until it was visibly clean, yet it still reeked as if her arcanine had been using the room like his personal urinal for years as his scent had fully penetrated every surface too deeply to clean. And although she had applied extra shampoo and conditioner during her shower, their floral fragrances only thinly masked the arcanine's rank musk that had soaked into her skin.

"Finally," the woman sighed with a wry smile once she had toweled off and air-dried her hair, but the moment of calm only lasted until she left the bath and headed for her bedroom to fetch a fresh set of clothing.

"What are you doing there with my clothing, Ajax?" Vivian burst out in a mix of surprise and exasperation as she found the doors of her wardrobe wide open and the hulking beast lounging on a heap of fresh, no-longer-folded clothes beside her bed like he was a dragon on his precious hoard, soaking the textile and the air with his musk.

The arcanine's tail started wagging as soon as his trainer entered the room, and he dashed toward her to greet her.

"Hey, calm down, buddy! I just showered!" Vivian chuckled, weakly pushing back against Ajax's head as he showered her freshly washed hair and face with a flurry of slobbery licks as if to apologize for peeing on her earlier.

But then, the male suddenly shifted his attention to her breasts. He lashed his tongue across her thick, sensitive buds a few times before he dragged his taster across her belly and glided it between her thighs, bathing her cunt in his hot, slimy saliva.

"Ah!" Vivian's hands dug into the pokemon's mane and she went knock-kneed, trembling at his eager kisses. "So good. K-keep going. Just… please don't piss on me again, okay? I don't want to take another shower."

The arcanine took her words to heart, but he did so in a very literal sense because when he pulled away from her, he lifted his leg to aim his half-hard red taper at the heap of fresh, clean clothing on the floor instead. Before she could intervene, a steaming stream of dark gold already escaped his tip with a wet hiss and stained her garments with his odorous piss.

"Fuck. Ajax. Why?" Vivian groaned and rolled her eyes, even though she knew exactly why he was doing this. He was marking her belongings and making sure that she had nothing to wear for the day, forcing her to strut around her home butt-naked. Of course, she had spare clothes in other places, but that hardly mattered as the mere idea of being naked around him got her trembling with corrupted excitement. Besides, in a way, she was just joining him in his natural nudity, bare and free as they had been created, and she could still wash her clothing once he was done since he didn't ruin or damage them otherwise. At least if she ever managed to get the smell of his piss out of the fabric.

While the trainer was still thinking about her clothing, the arcanine sauntered around her bed and raised his hindleg to splash each corner with a forceful blast of piss. His tail wagged more wildly with every marking he delivered and he splattered each bedpost with enough urine to leave the wood glistening and to create a sizable, steaming puddle on the floor around it, irrevocably claiming her sleeping spot as his.

Once Ajax had doused the last corner, he turned around with a big, drooling smile. Marking her bed had riled him up so much that his cock was as stiff and swollen as when she had found him on the couch yesterday, and he expectantly patted the sheets with one paw.

Vivian's heart raced in her chest as she realized what the mighty beast was suggesting, and with a nervous gulp, she asked, "Do you- do you want to…"

He nodded before she even finished her thought.

"Do you want to have s-sex with me again, Ajax?"

He nodded even more insistently, his big, dark eyes sparkling with a blazing lust that mirrored her own, and he moved beside her, nudging her forward with his snout.

The male only had to help Vivian with the first step before she took the remaining steps on her own. Although she was slightly intimidated by his immense girth, she also couldn't wait to feel it back inside her to scratch that itch that neither her fingers nor any of her previous partners could ever hope to reach.

The moment the woman had climbed onto the bed, Ajax mounted her from behind and slapped his engorged fuck meat against her thick thigh. After they had done it her way yesterday, he wanted to do it his way today.

"Ah, careful, buddy!" the trainer squeaked as she was buried beneath the mountain of scorching hot fluff and muscle, but she didn't actually mind his sudden initiative. On the contrary, the thought of doing it like pokemon in the wilds riled her up even harder, and once she had collected herself, she followed her warning with a breathy moan, "Okay, I'm ready. Go ahead. Put it in and fuck me, Ajax!"

The massive canine let out an eager snort and gave Vivian what she asked for. With a forceful, well-aimed thrust and a sloppy shlorp, he parted her tight folds and claimed her pussy once again, stretching her wet, sensitive channel inch by inch as he slid inside her like into a snug glove.

The woman cried out with overwhelmed pleasure as the beast's giant fuck meat bulged her belly and pushed his tip against the entrance of her womb. His very first thrust managed to push her as close to the edge as getting pissed on and then masturbating for two minutes, and he was just getting started. Placing one of his massive, furred paws on her shoulder, he pinned her down onto the mattress with his whole weight, and when he pulled back his hips, something hot streamed down her neck as his claws dug so deeply into her skin that they drew droplets of crimson blood.

"Fuck, Ajax, you're so rough!" Vivian screamed, but the pain from Ajax's tight grip was nothing compared to the surge of stimulation that rocked her with each of his unyielding thrusts. In and out, his huge, swollen schlong made her nerve ends light up and fire without pause, overloading her mind with a flurry of sensations so intense that she saw stars and almost blacked out. Already, he was going harder than yesterday, taking full advantage of his much more natural position, and he growled with deep, insatiable desire as he plowed her cunt and knocked against her cervix, again and again, with wet slurps and squelches.

"So big. So much. So hot," Vivian cried out as the fire type forced her deeper into the mattress with every thrust, and she started to sweat like she was in a sauna, steeping in his thick, rank musk like yesterday. So much for taking a shower to clean herself… However, his potent stench also helped her loosen up and relax her muscles to better take his immense girth when the behemoth inevitably picked up his pace.

Eager to breed his trainer like a bitch in heat, Ajax poured all his strength into the pounding. A few dozen thrusts later, he was already hammering her in such a horny rage that the bed creaked dangerously underneath them and bumped against her nightstand, knocking over her reading lamp and toppling a bunch of her favorite books onto the floor, but he still wasn't satisfied. He pressed his second forepaw onto her other shoulder, digging his claws into her supple skin until three more streaks of blood trickled down her shoulder, and with a fierce roar, he went even harder.

"Aaahh, my shoulder," Vivian yowled as fresh pain mixed into the mind-breaking storm of stimulation, merging with her pleasure into a rush that went beyond her wildest dreams. No other partner, not even their wild romp yesterday could compare to this feral, merciless rut as the dominant beast put her brain into a primal state of pure lust and instinct. Surrendering fully to him, she spread her legs even wider and howled with guttural bliss when his unyielding thrusts launched her over the edge into an explosive orgasm.

Ajax didn't slow down as his bitch succumbed to her climax. On the contrary, he relished her ecstatic cry and forceful contractions with a contented growl and continued to slam her cunt with relentless force until her innermost barrier yielded to the assault. With a nasty shlorp, his tip breached her cervix, and with a triumphant roar, he pushed deeper still, shafting all eighteen inches of his fat, veiny dog meat inside her.

"Fuck. He's. Inside. My ~ah~ womb. He's fucking my womb again. Literally fucking m-my womb." A new storm of stars and sparks overwhelmed Vivian's vision and she squealed as her arcanine invaded her womb just like the day before, but with twice the fervor. Her voice hitched as the thick, throbbing bulge on her belly pushed all the way to her diaphragm and knocked the air out of her lungs.

With her sensitive cervix wrapped around the male's tapered tip like a wedding ring, she felt it twitch hard every time he splashed her fertile depths with a big, gooey wad of pre, and her body eagerly embraced the repeat intrusion. Getting womb-fucked like a bitch in heat, she ovulated on the spot, her ovaries dropping a few ripe eggs to leave her not only a drooling, shaking mess of bliss but also a fertile target for the beast's hyper-virile seed.

At the same time, Ajax's huge, swollen sack slumped against his trainer's thighs with a heavy thud, both orbs noticeably quaking and churning with their immense load as he relished the moment with a guttural sigh. Then, he yanked back his hips and continued to pound her, fucking her pussy and womb with true canine fervor. Fast as lightning, panting, huffing, grunting, and whining with lust, the male was desperate to join her climax, and every blindingly fast thrust was accompanied by a resounding slap as his swinging balls turned the rippling skin on the back of her thighs a hot, glowing red.

Still, it took the needy giant a few more minutes to reach the edge, but thanks to his merciless love, Vivian's own orgasm never ceased. His violent thrusts kept her suspended in an endless high, her mind tossed around by waves upon waves of heavenly stimulation like a tiny raft on the stormy sea. As seconds turned into minutes, time itself lost its meaning, and her whole world became centered around him, his delicious cock and muscle-bound body. For all it mattered, he could've been breeding her inside his den in the wooded wilds or at her city's busiest intersection, and she wouldn't have noticed.

What the woman did notice, however, was Ajax's knot when it entered the fray, bashing against her plump, clenching folds with resounding smacks. This time, he clearly wouldn't be satisfied without tying her, and with furious growls and even more brutal thrusts, he tried to force the bloated, veiny bulb inside her. In his horny frenzy, no effort was too great, and he tightened his hold around her once more. His foreclaws dug even deeper into her shoulders, he wrapped his hind paws around her legs, and a gust of hot, humid air washed around her neck as he bit into her scruff, his huge, pointy canines digging deep into her skin.

"Yes! Knot me, Ajax! Knot me!" Vivian howled, tears of strained bliss spilling from her eyes. She dug her fingers into the sheets as the hulking arcanine pushed her to her limits, her cunt stretching wider and wider to accommodate his giant knot until finally, a muffled crack and a loud, satisfying pop announced his success. He had managed to bury his bulb inside her, bulging her belly with every last inch of his two-feet fuck meat. It went so deep that she felt the tip throbbing between her tits, and as his knot fattened to its full size inside her, it made her look like she was heavily pregnant already.

The woman gasped as Ajax tugged on their tie, but her pelvic opening was now too narrow for his bulb to escape. He was stuck, and after a few more forceful, but futile attempts to continue thrusting, the male succumbed to an unparalleled orgasm. Releasing her neck, he erupted with a roar so deafening that the glass trembled in the window frames. Then, a violent jerk went through her as the bed frame gave way beneath them and collapsed with another resounding thud, and while she was still recovering from that, the giant log of breeding meat inside her started tensing and his pumpkin-sized nutsack started clenching with loud, orgasmic convulsions.

After two powerful flexes, the first rope of semen pushed out of the arcanine's tip, hot as lava and thick as tar to mark the beginning of a flood without equal. Now that he was properly tied, his climax jumped into overdrive and he let loose spurts of slimy, congealed sperm sludge that made his last load look like pre in comparison, covering the inner walls of her womb and clogging the entrances of her Fallopian tubes. A few squirts of the hyper-virile, stringy wads of semen were already enough to fill every nook and cranny inside her uterus, pitting an army of countless eager, wriggling swimmers against her defenseless eggs, but the stuffing had only just begun. Thanks to his giant, veiny knot, not a single drop could escape as he continued to squeeze rope after rope into her stuffed womb, inexorably swelling and rounding her belly into a heavy dome of his hot, viscous love.

Vivian spent the first few minutes of Ajax's climax in an orgasmic twilight on the edge of consciousness as her body struggled with his immense output. Throughout the rush, she dug her fingers and teeth deep into the sheets just as the male had dug his teeth into her neck.

The trainer's mind only began to recover when the arcanine's eruption ebbed to more manageable levels. Although she still didn't feel anything below her waist other than the powerful throbbing of his knot, she was so blissed out that she burst into uncontrolled giggles.

"Holy shit, that was the most intense fuck of my life! I'm so gonna feel that tomorrow."

The arcanine let out an amused snort and bent down to her neck, lapping at the bloody bite marks he had inflicted.

"Fuck, Ajax, you fucked me so hard that you broke my bed," she groaned and took a deep breath. "Wow. Just wow. And you're still cumming too? How? It feels like you've been cumming for hours already."

Wet warmth spread across Vivian's back as the male's tongue washed across her sweaty skin, tending to the claw marks on her shoulders as well. However, no matter how thoroughly and affectionately he slobbered over them, it couldn't change the fact that they would stay forever with her as scars.

"Ah great, now I can't wear strapless dresses anymore," she chuckled, but at least she had a few more days to come up with excuses for those conspicuous marks. "But it was worth it. Absolutely fucking worth it. I've never come harder in my life."

As Vivian spoke about the scratches, a much more far-reaching consequence unfolded deep within her swollen womb as her eggs were smothered by the male's virile spermatozoa. Trillions of oversized, eager swimmers swarmed their receptive targets until they managed to penetrate their walls and merge with them to initiate the wonder of life inside her.

For now, however, the woman remained oblivious to the litter that was forming inside her, and she collapsed onto the sheets with an exhausted, but thoroughly satisfied sigh. "Fuck, I love you, Ajax. That was the most amazing sex of my life." Too tired to add anything else, she then just lay there and basked in the afterglow of her partner's affectionate licks and slow, powerful throbs. Even when his bulb eventually deflated to a more manageable size and he started to tug on their tie, trying to dislodge himself, she only offered matted groans, and after he extracted his knot with a resounding pop, she dropped off before he had even left the bedroom.

An hour had passed, maybe two when Vivian woke from her surprisingly restful nap, but her heavy, inflated belly and the lingering musk of her arcanine immediately reminded her of what had happened. Sluggishly, she rolled over and sat up on the edge of her bed, stroking her stuffed middle as she inspected the aftermath of their romp. Her hair was a tousled mess, her skin soaked with sweat and Ajax's scent, her womb was swollen and inflated with a gooey, congealed mass of sperm, and her pussy hadn't yet fully recovered from the breeding, still gaping yet barely leaking, only letting out the thinnest stringy, wet globs of cum and her juices. "Wow, this is so hot."

While the trainer inspected herself, a loud bang snapped her out of her thoughts. "Ugh, Ajax, what are you doing now?" she groaned and got up, stumbling out of the bedroom with shaky steps. Another metallic clatter guided her toward the kitchen, and when she stepped through the door, she spotted the fluffy fire-type with his head and one paw in the fridge, his tail wagging as he noisily gorged himself on the contents. "Hey, didn't I already tell you that the fridge is off-limits?"

Ajax jumped back with a surprised yip and dropped a half-eaten sausage to the ground. A messy explosion of scraps, crumbs, and shredded packaging from his previous meals littered the floor around him while the huge bowl of premium pokemon kibble she had bought for him sat completely untouched beside his feet. The male looked at her for one moment before he bent down to the sausage and demonstratively wolfed it down in front of her with noisy smacks. Then he turned around and headed to the table, directing her attention to a large, loose black leather strap.

It was his collar!

The arcanine picked up the collar with his teeth, approached his trainer, and dropped it before her feet with a low, demanding growl. As if that wasn't clear enough, he rested a paw on her shoulder and pushed her down to her knees.

"Y-you want w-walkies, big boy?" Vivian asked, blushing as she thought about going outside with the male in her current state.

Ajax shook his head and snorted with amusement, pushing the collar even closer to her until it bumped against her knees.

"D-do you want me to put it on?" the trainer asked, her blush deepening.

This time, Ajax nodded, flashing her a toothy grin.

Vivian's heart thumped even harder as she stared at the black collar. She hesitated for another moment before she picked it up and loosened the strap. Then she slipped it around her neck with trembling fingers, her cheeks burning as the arcanine watched her with a wagging tail. Threading the strap through the buckle, she couldn't help but notice how it was made for someone much bigger than her as she kept sliding it until the very last hole, still loose even at its tightest size. Once secured, she earned a contented snort and a playful lick across her face from her new master – a much more appropriate title for him after all they had done.

Ajax wasn't finished with his bitch yet, though, and while she still had her hands on her new collar, he lifted his leg. She reflexively leaned back and closed her eyes to a squint, expecting another hot golden shower to consummate their new relationship, but he instead aimed his tip at the bowl of kibble. She flinched as a powerful stream of steaming, concentrated piss impacted the pile of dried food, scattering some of the pellets across the floor tiles. Most of it, however, soaked into the fodder until it was swimming in the bowl like cornflakes in milk.

Then the arcanine hooked his hindpaw around the bowl and casually pushed it in front of her.

Vivian looked at the beast with an open mouth, not a single word passing her lips as she tried to process the unambiguous hint, and she only let out a breathy yelp when he placed a paw on her head and pushed her down toward the bowl with gentle, but unyielding force. So close to it, the mixed scent of dried food and fresh, musky piss rose to her nose, flushing her chest and loins with hot flutters of arousal. Still, she offered the weakest protest, "Can't I at least get a spoon for this?"

Ajax tilted his head at her, clicked his tongue, and shook his head. If he ate without hands or cutlery, she could do it too, but he didn't push her any deeper. He didn't remove his paw from her head either, though, leaving it to her to take the final step, just like all the times before.

And also like all those times before, Vivian took the final step as she opened her mouth and plucked the uppermost pellet of kibble from the pile. Unsurprisingly, it tasted like someone dipped a stale sandwich in piss, but she didn't complain. It was the best piss in the world, after all, and the more she chewed on it, the less it tasted of old bread and the more it tasted of his delicious piss.

As she dug in, the arcanine removed his paw from the back of her head, but he wasn't actually planning to let his bitch eat in peace. No, he was just repositioning his paw onto her shoulder, and when he perched his hulking, musclebound frame on top of her, she instinctively knew what came next. She instinctively spread her legs and pushed out her butt without even realizing it, and her reward was more of his giant, swollen bitch breaker. Only half-hard yet, it smacked against the back of her thighs with enough force to shunt her face into the bowl of soaked kibble, drowning her surprised squeak with a mouthful of his hot, steaming piss.

However, the surprise didn't stop Vivian from howling out with overwhelmed pleasure when Ajax shoved his huge fuck meat into her cunt. Still wet and gaped from their previous round, it glided all the way to her cervix without a hitch… and then it pierced just as easily through the narrow, battered entrance, spreading the entrance to her womb wide open once again. The forceful thrust pushed the remaining air from her lungs in a choked cry, and with a resounding, nasty squelch, it displaced some of his previous concentrated, gelatinous load from her womb and out of her stretched cunt with messy splats.

"Fuck, you're so fucking big, Ajax," the trainer moaned out before the arcanine dunked her head deeper into the bowl and yanked back his hips, extracting his schlong from her depths with a loud smack and another gush of thick, globby sperm.

Braced against the floor tiles with both hands, Vivian tried not to choke on the food in her mouth, barely managing to swallow it before her new master rammed his rod back inside her. Already thoroughly lubricated and broken in, he immediately adopted a blisteringly fast canine pace.

By the time Vivian's mind caught up to the frantic, violent pounding, Ajax's heavy, bloated sack was already slapping against her thighs again in a ruthless, violent rhythm, bruising the reddening flesh some more as his tip made his previous load slosh and churn inside her. She screamed in response, her voice only hitching whenever she had to catch her breath with hasty gulps before she continued to howl at the top of her lungs.

With a tsunami of fresh stimulation overloading her nerves and brain, it only took a minute before she succumbed to another orgasm. The mind-breaking rush of ecstasy hit her with the same abrupt violence as a meteor from outer space, and while she unraveled into pure, depraved bliss with her head buried in a soggy mix of piss and pokemon food, her abdomen exploded into frantic contractions.

It was as if the previous pounding and the forced ovulation had made her body even more desperate for the merciless, violent pounding that only Ajax could give. One load wasn't enough, two loads weren't enough. She still wanted more. Needed more. Craved more, just like a gambler craving to play another game to win big, only that she had already won big. Bigger than she would've ever imagined, and Ajax was more than eager to satisfy that craving as he rammed her in a horny rage, eager to tie her again, eager to feel her clenching and squirming around his fat knot again, eager to stuff her with even more of his tar-like, hyper virile nut sludge until she was so full and knocked up with his pups that she could no longer walk.

Not that she would be able to walk anywhere anytime soon if he kept pounding her like this, but that was a small price to pay for his tempestuous, exuberant love.

Once the initial brunt of Vivian's climax ebbed and she caught enough breath to speak, she goaded him on with a needy howl, "Yes! Fuck me, Ajax! Fuck me harder! Give it to me!"

The arcanine complied in a heartbeat. He redoubled his breeding efforts with snorts and growls so fierce that fire flickered from between his gritted teeth.

A few seconds later, Vivian joined Ajax's hungry huffs and grunts with a particularly shrill moan when something inside her stretched insides yielded to the carnal ravaging. It began with a trickle but swiftly escalated into a rushing hiss as she lost control of her bladder and pissed herself, soaking her partner's swinging, furry nuts and the floor below him with her urine. Though the odor and volume of her pee were nowhere near the gallons of pungent wastewater the male had dispersed throughout her home and over her body this morning alone, and while she voided the rest of her bladder's contents with mindless groans, the intense, oddly intoxicating stench of his urine permeated her nose at every breath.

Fortunately, Ajax didn't seem to mind that his bitch was pissing on him. He didn't even bother to slow down to let her finish, as he was too busy using her snug pussy with the heaviest, most obscene growls she had ever heard from him, womb-fucking her with wet plaps while drooling all over her neck.

After Vivian had spent the last drop of pee, she lost herself completely in the savage rutting. Everything blurred into one dreamlike rush of bliss as she was tossed from climax to climax, from high to high like a piece of driftwood on the billowing waves. Soon, she stopped feeling much below her waist but fuzzy tingles and concussive surges of pleasure, and it was as if she was soaring across the sky even though she was firmly pinned and buried beneath almost a ton of randy fluff. Not a single thought was left in her mind, no worries and no concerns about life, her job, or what her neighbors thought about the depraved cacophony emerging from inside her home. Right now, she had no other purpose than being her mighty arcanine's breeding bitch, a tight hole to rut and knot, and she wouldn't have wanted it any other way as she was rewarded with a storm of pleasure that nothing else could match.

This was perfection. Perfection she never wanted to give up, no matter how much reason demanded it, and when her master's knot slipped out of his sheath once more, he wasn't only about to tie her cunt. As the beast forced his giant, veiny bulb inside her with a thundering roar, stretching her pelvis and pussy once again, she was his. Fully his, now and forever, at least while her orgasmic daze lasted, and who cared what happened after that, tomorrow or next week?

"Yes! Ajax! I love you," Vivian burst out as the male's knot expanded inside her, throbbing and pulsing in anticipation of another womb-wrecking load. It didn't matter that her belly was still swollen from their previous mating. She came even harder as his flexing fuck meat squeezed out fresh ropes of even thicker, cement-like sperm, forcing them inside her inflated uterus to stretch her already taut skin further than ever. Spurt after spurt, ounce after ounce of his potent breeding tar distended her walls and joined the first load to welcome a fresh batch of eggs that the forceful tie had knocked out of her ovaries, and while the feral male impregnated her even harder, her belly button popped out and another violent orgasm ripped through her.

The trainer spent almost two minutes frozen in bliss with her hands and feet clenched so hard it hurt while she received ounce after ounce of the arcanine's steaming, gelatinous pup batter. Then, a wet sensation snapped her out of it. Her belly had expanded so much that it dipped into the puddle of piss and goo underneath her, and plugged by Ajax's humongous knot, it was bound to swell further still, but at least the most intense part of his orgasm was over as he palpably and audibly relaxed with a hearty, contented sigh.

"Fuck, you insatiable bastard. You just can't get enough, can you?" Vivian pressed out with a labored chuckle. "But me neither. Every time I think you can't fuck me even harder, you fuck me even harder, and it's so good."

Ajax snorted in amusement. Then he loosened his paw around his bitch's shoulder and gently, very gently placed it on her head to force her face back into the bowl of urine and kibble — at least what was still left of it.

Vivian yipped in surprise, but she didn't resist. Although she was so full of piss, cum, and fat, flexing cock meat that she felt bloated and not hungry in the slightest she dug in. Her master rewarded her obedience with a contented hum and nod as she chowed down the pee-soaked fodder, gorging herself with noisy smacks and slurps as she ate like a filthy grumpig until not a single pellet was left. Just a pool of piss that she lapped up just as eagerly until her bowl was spit-shining clean. "A-ah, there. I ate it all. How's that?"

The arcanine pet his bitch's head and gave her a big, slobbery lick across the face. Then he climbed off of her and turned around, tugging and twisting their tie with enough force to leave her squirming and squeaking in surprise. Not to mention that he yanked up her butt, leaving her dangling from his throbbing knot like an apple from a branch.

"H-hey, watch it! You— you're not trying to pull out already, right? You're still way too biii_iaaargh_…"

Fortunately, Ajax wasn't planning to tear his trainer in half by prematurely extracting his oversized knot. He had something different in mind, and for that, he had to head out of the kitchen.

Firmly tied to his knot, Vivian was dragged along by Ajax whether she liked it or not. She didn't manage to string together any coherent sentence of protest, though, as his every step shook and jostled her stretched, sensitive channel around, leaving her groaning and whining instead. It also provided her with a perfect unblocked view of her ballooned middle, her skin glowing red and glistening with sweat as the sticky, coagulated semen inside her radiated out a sweltering heat as if she had swallowed the sun. Distended by what had to be several gallons by now, the sight of her surprisingly firm cum belly proved too tempting to resist, and she spent the rest of their journey to whatever destination the arcanine was headed for by rubbing and stroking her midriff, kneading and massaging it to feel the thick liquid churning inside.

"Ah. Seriously, where are we going, Ajax?"

His answer was a curt grunt as they entered the living room, and with gentle, but determined force, the hulking feral dragged her up onto the couch, the very same one she first spread her legs for him. He helped her along with one paw halfway through. Then he waited for her to make herself comfortable on the musk-soaked fabric before he showered her face with two big, wet licks and dropped on top of her, burying her underneath his hot, furred frame without any intention of getting up anytime soon.

The woman didn't complain, though. After getting mounted, dominated, and knotted twice by the giant arcanine, she was too exhausted to move anywhere under her own power anyway, and she just accepted his affectionate cuddles as the male hugged her against his body as if she was his favorite plushie. He even rested his head against the crook of her neck, tenderly licking her and drooling all over her collar and sweaty, battered skin.

"I love you too, Ajax," Vivian sighed and closed her eyes, basking in the male's fluffy embrace and the lingering throbs of his knotted cock inside her. After he had marked her, degraded her, bit and scratched her, broke her in and impregnated her womb, made her wear his collar and eat piss-soaked kibble from his bowl, now that he had vented all that pent-up arousal, he had finally turned back into her affectionate puppy, and it left her with even stronger flutters in her chest. Nothing could compare to the savage, untamed love of a feral beast like him, and after today and yesterday, she wouldn't want it any other way ever again because she finally had found what she wanted: her perfect mate.