Best Wish Ever
A short thing I rushed out, feel bad about it now but don't feel like rewriting things.
Kristen belongs to Blaze/Kristen
Moxo and story are Mine.
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Best Wish Ever.
By: Kiki Kalani
For: Kristen
Moxo looked over the strange dusty lantern. Some foreign trinket he had picked off of the last batch of unlucky archeologists, he guessed. It had a long spout and handle and a small body in the middle with a cap on so tight the Chihuahua wouldn't manage to pry it off. "Argh! Well, it's useless...I suppose it would at least make a nice decoration...granted this is real gold..." He took a hand to it, rubbing off the dust, letting out a few coughs as a thin cloud surrounded him. Much to his surprise though, the lantern kept heating up after his hand left, getting hotter and hotter, burning him and forcing him to drop it to the stone floor of his pyramid with a curse. "What the hell?!" It was glowing hot now, sizzling against the cold stone, a blue mist started to rise from the spout sparks flying around inside of it and shooting off to the ground below. Bigger and bigger it rose, causing the dog to have to step back, it was nearly twice his size when the silhouette of a canine form appeared within, female, from the chest. "W-where am I?" The voice boomed, doing well to hide the wavering tone it would've had otherwise as a white vixen, half ethereal, emerged from the cloud, dressed in a revealing exotic dancer sort of attire. She seemed confused, and a bit frightened. Moxo, who had up until now been rather frightened himself, now grinned devilishly. Seeing the expression of the vixen somehow reassured him that there was nothing to fear despite the display, and he stepped forward again. "You are in my home...who are you? And why were you in this lantern?" "I-I do--" She suddenly seemed to recompose herself. "I am the djinn of this lamp. I have come to grant you three wishes for giving me respite from my prison." The vixen had seemed alarmed by her own words, covering her mouth as if she hadn't been the one to say them, her eyes wider than before. It was all too delicious for Moxo, who was already plotting in his mind what to do as he looked over the scantily clad vulpine. "Is that so?" He couldn't help the devious tone to his voice, which certainly didn't do anything to reassure the vixen she was fine. "I-I don't know...I-I can only remember...getting a gift from my brother...and then...nothing. P-please, you have to help me, d-do you have a phone I can use?" The dog chuckled heartily at that. This vixen really did seem to have poor luck. "A phone? You have no idea where you are, truly. You are in the ruins of a once proud civilization...there are no phones here, or any technology of you worthless outsiders. But enough of this...about those wishes" The vixen looked even more scared now, rubbing her arms and trying hopelessly to cover herself as she examined her less than modest clothing, a blush crossing her face, voice wavering even more. "W-what? B-but....y-you have to help me. P-please, I-I--" "Silence! You promised me three wishes! I'd never pass up such a delicious opportunity!" Moxo's words seemed to drip with a venomous lust. His own clothes were no more covering than her own, and through the decorated clothes he wore to cover his crotch it was very evident why. The vixen could only whimper as some force seemed to prevent her from speaking out more. "Hmmm....only three? That hardly seems fair. The Great Emporer of Mexica surely deserves more. How about this....I wish for mo-Or wait! I've got it. Why wish for more wishes when I could wish for the wish maker instead!" "W-what?" The vixen recoiled a bit, stricken with fear by the gaze of the dog as he had come to his new dark plan. "Yes, for my first wish. I wish for you to serve me for all eternity as your God and Master! It's all worthless bitches like you are good for anyhow, isn't it?" "Y-your w-wish i-is....n-nnhh...g-granted!" She felt a stinging in the back of her head as a bright light surrounded her, fading away, trapping her more behind that invisible force, she tried her hardest to fight back as thoughts closed in on her mind. "Moxo is your God and Master. This Chihuahua's wish must be fulfilled! Moxo is your God and Master." She held her head and recoiled in her struggle. "N-no, I-I'm n-not, I-I won't! L-let me free!" Moxo seemed to be enjoying her struggles even more now, his thick long member poking from his clothes as he only added to the fires burning at the vixen's mind. "You are just a worthless slut of a vixen, meant to serve your Masters, dogs like me. You don't deserve your own will. You'll be much more useful as my slave, loyal only to me for all of time as your immortal god!" His words echoed in her head, shaking up the monotonous booming chorus, making it harder to think, harder to resist. "You are just a worthless vixen, meant only to serve dogs, Moxo is your Master. Moxo is your God." "M-ma-n-no, No!" She head her head more, crying out trying to struggle as the power of the lamp wore at her mind, helping to crack a hole for Moxo's words to spill into her thoughts and push out everything else, boring deeper and deeper with each passing second. "A worthless slutty fox. Only meant to serve your betters. Moxo is your Master. Moxo is your God. You will obey, it is your duty." "N-n...M-Mo-Moxo i-s..n-nnn..." She started to lose herself, her thoughts so scattered, so hard to resist, so hard to keep those thoughts from filling her. "Yes, Say it slut!" Moxo was stroking himself now, chuckling at the vixen as she was broken down to his will without him even having to lift a finger. "M-Moxo is my Master. Moxo is my G-God....j-just a worthless...slutty fox....n-m...." Her eyes dulled as her will, now pummeled to dust, was scooped out by the lamp's magic, locked away along with everything else that she used to be. She was left with only the most primitive and lustful of thoughts, more fitting for her new job, and her new purpose. Her dulled gaze moved down the muscular dog and to his large erect cock, her tongue lolling out to slowly lick her lips. "Haha, see something you like, pet? Beg for it like a good little bitch should, beg like the worthless whore you are to taste my cock!" She let out a few barks, putting her paws up like a begging dog as she floated her way closer to her new Master. "Please let me service you, my Lord. I am just a worthless slut, only meant for your pleasure." Moxo chuckled, pre drooling down his member now, making it glisten in the light flickering in from the cracked walls. "Mmmm....Of course slut, be sure to drink down every last drop." She coiled around him, the ethereal cloud, now a shade of pink, feeling cool against his fur as she wrapped her arms around his waist and pushed her muzzle against his cock. He moved his hand away for her, instead placing it gently on the back of her head as she nuzzled against him, licking every so often, taking in his thick scent for a few moments before finally wrapping her lips around the tip of his member, eagerly gulping down the pre that shot out from the sensation. "Such a good slut! Mmm...just like that! Haha, Even a mighty djinn bows before me!" The vixen was silent, now earnestly sucking away at his canid member, her tongue expertly lapping against his length, earning her more spurts of pre as her reward as he started to gently pet her. "Mmmm, We'll have to think of a good name for you...hehe...how about, fucktoy, that is what you are now anyhow, you like that?" He chuckled again, looking down at the vixen, who let out a muffled moan in reply to him. "Mmm, fuck! I'm going to cum, get ready fucktoy. If you waste any of my divine seed, you'll be paying the price...I wonder if you can even get pregnant..." She just kept suckling on, spurred on by the increase of pre. Letting out contented muffled moans and murrs up until she felt the cock throb and pulse. She was more than eager to swallow it all down, but she felt her Master pull against her, forcing her away just long enough to let a large hot, thick spurt of doggie spunk to coat her face, chest, and hair. Once his grip loosened though she was right there to catch the rest of it, gulping it down as best she could, the volume overwhelming her and drooling down onto her chest even more. "Hehe, don't worry, fucktoy, you'll have plenty of time to practice...You're going to make me a living god, after all..."
The End.