Hungerlust
#4 of Short Stories
Hungerlust by Valtter Ihlahri (Ronso)
Father was gone, and mother had never been there in the first place. In fact he never grew up knowing her. Some were birthed into the world through some dark magic, while others were brought in through an inorganic womb. Hedonism was not uncommon, as well as incestuous relations between fathers and their sons. Valtter pondered when his father would return, always missing the attention and hoping for praise. Could he really bring gladness upon him? Could he seek his approval beyond the words, "I love you son?" The fire that burned inside him had been flickering, but he worked even so more strenuously, just so one day he could here those words. Fortunately he was not alone. He did have his grandfather which had been serving in his father's place in absentia. He groomed him on a couple occasions, always keeping his watchful eye on him.
Valtter was negotiating with some of the neighboring tribes around the planting season on who would get the bigger share of crops. Each season the larger share was transferred to another, allowing one tribe to fast, or so to say let their farmlands rest before they produced more at a later time. He walked into the throne room to see his grandfather Gokanmatsu looking at him pleasantly.
"My grandson, how did negotiations fair this time?"
Valtter walked further up to the foot of the throne and bowed. "Grandfather, we..."
Gokanmatsu smirked and huffed "Oh now, now my grandboy, you know I like to be called Pawpaw. Show me a little more respect and I might reward you further."
Valtter prostrated himself before his lupine grandfather, his silvery hair parting around the horn that projected from his head. He left him vulnerable and apologized immediately.
"I'm sorry Pawpaw I won't do that again." He continued to lay there flat on the filthy ground.
Gokanmatsu growled pleasantly and asked him again, "That's better. So how did the negotiations go my grandbaby?"
"Pawpaw, we are granted to have the largest share of crop this year."
The wolf's eyes flicked down to him, "Again? Oh my I would like to know this happened. How did you persuade them to let us be fruitful a second time? Did you hone into their m'nakuya or their i'yarquya?"
He leaned back further into the throne, just so enough to let a quick glimpse of his lupine maleness be visible to his grandson. His ronso grandson saw it and hid his face. It was quite noticeable to his lust hungry grandfather.
"Oh now my grandboy, cat got your tongue?" He laughed devilishly.
Valtter had not heard of these two words before and was scared to ask.
"So it appears you have not been educated well enough. This saddens me, allow me to explain it then. M'nakuya, is the want for love, that inner craving for affection and a close knit relationship. I'yarquya is the hunger, the infernal and soul deep feral craving for love, closeness, and the act of lovemaking, and breeding."
Valtter looked up at his grandfather, who was beaming with an insatiable grin. "Pawpaw, all I ever did was speak to them plainly. I never tried to convince them otherwise."
As he spoke Gokanmatsu turned his head slightly to the side, still piercing him with his hungering eyes. "Oh? I can think otherwise what may have convinced them. You are a fine looking lad, anyone could hope to want you, and might I say there may have been some external influence. Now, come closer grandboy!"
He crawled on all fours until he was right at his feet.
"Let me teach you a lesson, you will feel the power of the m'nakuya more intensely until your body screams with i'yarqua, then you will understand how to use them to your own liking."
Gokanmatsu raised up his sandal-clad foot and rubbed it on Valtter's face. "Lick, grandbaby."
It tasted of dirt, bitter from the dyes used to stain it, and sticky from his lupine grandfather's sweat. "Take it off."
Obediently he complied, and it emitted and even darker sickly sweet stink. Grandfather grabbed firm of the back of his head and forced him into it. "Clean it. I want my foot shown some affection"
Valtter felt himself jolt inside, firmly in his grandfather's grasp, and being forced to do a lowly act. He inhaled, and licked from the heel to the top of the big toe. He looked up and saw his grandfather's glowing red eyes. He felt his mind melt into a sense of vibrating pleasure he'd never felt before. He kissed his foot more intensely, sucking on every toe.
Gokanmatsu pulled away his foot, and lowered it to Valtter's nether-regions, feeling a distinct well pronounced bulge. "Ohoho. I see you are quite pleased in serving me well. Have you felt this way before?" He snapped his teeth growling.
The ronso shyly replied, "I've always thought fondly of you, and when father is not here, I...I'm glad to have you to serve. I feel very lonely and unsatisfied when I have no one to serve."
The wolf rubbed his chin, interrogating his grandson, "So I presume you feel an urge for your father as well? How deliciously revolting you are. And to think I unfortunately thought you were going to be a bit too straight laced. I'm delighted to see our debaucherous blood runs in your veins." He leaned back into the throne. "Your father will in no doubt be pleased."
He tugged at him with his foot, well placed beneath his bulge until he fell right up against the throne. "Now lie on your back and look up at me grandboy." The wolf placed his naked foot on top of the ronso's face, pressing firmly, slipping in his toes into Valtter's mouth. He groaned softly, knowing his grandson wanted to see more. He unfastened his slip revealing his pendulous balls and hardening maleness. He grabbed at his nipples, tugging and growling. He pressed his foot down even more harshly, almost suffocating the ronso. Valtter peeked through his grandfather's toes to see his erection slipping out of its sheath. Gokanmatsu fondled his balls right in front of him, making them look even more desirable. Valtter's cock jumped with ecstatic exuberance, and he whined.
"Mmmm, you do want me do you?" He removed his foot and pulled him closer to his maleness, allowing him to intake the lupine scent for a brief moment. He was on his knees when Gokanmatsu asked him another time, "If you want me that badly my grandboy, you are going to have to go through a trial of mine. You must be completely humbled, and allow me to mark you." He stood up and called for an audience.
"No grandfather you can't do this in public!"
Gokanmatsu made a dissatisfied growl. "No? Did I hear you say no, to me? Your elder?" He became angry. "On your feet grandboy!" Valtter stood up, almost shaking. "Bend, over my knee."
Valtter paused for a moment, but it was too long for his grandfather. He bent him over his own knee and with a fell swoop ripped off his undergarments and raised his hand. Slam. Slap. Pop. Three times he spanked him harshly. Valtter winced and tried not to make any sound in fear of his own embarrassment. He had forgotten that his tribe is not as pure as others and do not care so much about the relationships between each other. Everything goes. Slam. Pop. Two more spanks and then his grandfather gently rubbed his buttocks.
"There, there my grandboy." He put his fingers into his maw, wetting them with his saliva. He gently, and slowly inserted two of his large fingers into his grandson's tailhole up to his bulbous knuckles. "Is that how you treat your grandfather? With rebellion?" Valtter moaned slightly louder. Gokanmatsu chuckled being a bit more teasingly forceful with his fingers. He leaned down to the ronso's ear and whispered, "Now let's try this again." He stood him back up gazing at the softening ronso maleness. "Not afraid of pain, that is also good." He called for an audience once again and commanded for his grandson to his knees.
Several people Valtter had not seen before filed in, they had to be some of the officials that protect the king. "Look up at me with your pretty face." His teeth were gleaming and his eyes beamed with lust. A stream of golden urine marked the ronso's chest, soaking his fur, running all down him to the floor. He aimed his cock to his face, drenching his forehead and letting it run down past his nose. His grandfather made sure every bit of him was marked.
"Open your mouth grandboy" Valtter obeyed and a hot stream of salty brine passed into him. He coughed at its strength, yet his cock still bounced and leaked out preseed. Gokanmatsu chuckled to see him complying and finished relieving himself on Valtter. Where he had marked him, it briefly glowed green, and as if his shiny slate blue fur had transformed into a smooth leathery skin. It returned to normal, without Valtter's notice.
"Now, now, that's a good grandboy." He pulled him up and held him, staring deep into his soul, eyes glowing. He kissed him deeply, slightly growing, but not by much. He slid in his tongue, wriggling it around in Valtter's maw. He felt his grandson enjoy it even more, sliding in his tongue and pressing deeper on his own accord. He pulled him away, six strings of saliva connecting their maws. Gokanmatsu waved his finger. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, not yet my dear. You will have to wait. Come to my chambers at dawn." He returned to the throne. "Do not wash yourself. You better still smell like me in the morning." The regal wolf made a sign to the guards to bind him at his hands. "Another thing. You are forbidden to release yourself. You now know what the power of i'yarqua feels like and you will have to endure that lustful burning fire overnight."
Gokanmatsu licked his lips while watching the guards carry off his grandson still dripping from his urine to his sleeping quarters. "I'm sure your father will be quite pleased to smell me on you." He chuckled. He knew he could bring out the beast within his ronso grandson.
The wolf watched as the fell below the horizon and he took himself to his personal sleeping chambers. He laid on his bed, knowing he would awaken to an outrageous sexual appetite, ready to feed with his anxiously waiting pent up grandson. "If only his father were here, I'm sure his eyes would enjoy drinking it all in." His eyes closed, and he went to sleep.
Valtter had not yet quite found the ability to fall asleep. The rope was tight around his wrists and he stank of piss. The dark musky lupine scent from his grandfather's groin still hovered around his nostrils. He only could roll around on the cool porcelain floor. Several times he tried to get up but slipped. He was dizzy with lust and ached to be with him, but he remembered how he had to endure the primordial fire within overnight. Valtter was hard, and naked, the guards had removed the rest of his clothing when they tossed him into his chambers. He finally got himself up and hopped over to his bed, watching the same sunset. He leaked over himself, grunting and chuffing. The ronso fell asleep.
* * * One of the leovulpine guards came in and woke him up just before sunrise. He brought him before the wolf and left him, sealing the doors behind them. Gokanmatsu walked around looking at his grandson breeding toy. He pulled him close and sniffed at his neck pressing firmly. "Mmmmm, good. You do still smell like me. Finally you obey me. Why don't we finally find out what you really are grandboy?"
"What I am, Pawpaw?"
"Yes. To see what beast is really inside you. I'd like to know."
Valtter was still perplexed at what his grandfather was telling him.
"You see my grandbaby, your father and I have transformative abilities, some of which need to be quenched in order for us to return to our former selves. Mine are strongest in the mornings. My body is built for breeding. I can go on for hours. So I need to find someone willingly, or unwillingly to spill my seed. It's the only way." He leaned down and nipped at Valtter's neck. He reached around and groped at his hips, sliding his paws up and down his body.
"Wouldn't it be an honor to serve me, grandbaby?" Gokanmatsu stopped nipping slipped his tongue inside the ronso's ear. "Why not give your old man a shot?" Valtter's cock was erect and dripping preseed onto the marbled floor.
He felt locked in an erotic embrace with the wolf and leaned back into him. "Yes Pawpaw. I will serve you. Please let me serve you." He felt an ebbing wave of miasma surround him and prickle all of his senses as he stared into his grandfather's eyes. They were glowing again, but only so faintly enough to draw him in.
"Are you sure you want to make that commitment?" Valtter couldn't say no, he didn't want to. He thought all the times he watched his grandfather from afar were once very wrong of him, but now his guilty pleasure was being fulfilled.
"There is no such thing as taboo in this land grandson, just let me take care of your darkest desires. Just as you've watched me, I've kept my eye on you." The wolf tugged at his nipples, making Valtter yelp in pleasure. He grinned devilishly and grinded into the ronso's groin firmly.
"Mmmmm. Good then. On your knees grandboy. Now." Gokanmatsu pushed him down to his semi flaccid cock poking out of his sheath and pressed his face into it. "Take me in, all of it. Remember my scent, do not forget it. Let it stain you, let it melt your mind into carnal pleasure. Do what you will."
Valtter opened his maw, and tasted the sheath. It was musky, slightly briny but warming. The smell entranced him as he slipped his tongue inside to be welcomed with a preseed covered growing member, slipping out. He focused in on it and opened his maw wide. He slid down to his grandfather's inner groin and huffed. He allowed his pendulous balls to invade his mouth and almost choke on them. They were sweet tasting, delectably warm and covered in fur; they felt amazing in his maw.
His grandfather begin to moan intensely. "Oh that's it grandboy." He began to snarl more like the feral creatures outside the palace walls. "The sun is almost up grandboy, you will soon see who I really am, my beast that I must quell." His maleness was fully engorged, the top of his knot peaking out of the sheath. "Lick it grandboy. Worship it." The ronso wrapped his lips around it obediently.
The more he sucked the more he felt his maw widen. Gokanmatsu was growing. He licked up the preseed, even allowing it to coax him to the back of his throat. Grandfather clasped both of his lupine paws to the back of his grandson's head. He could feel the sinews bulging, shifting positions and wrapping more around his head, pushing him even harsher down his shaft. Valtter struggled to breathe, he felt so full. The growing wolf snarled again,
"More, oh more grandbaby." He was using his grandson's throat as a fucktoy, penetrating him faster. He pushed his knot into him, grazing Valtter's teeth and locking himself inside. "Taste me grandboy, drink my seed." The ronso felt a roiling hot liquid spew forth from his lips and nostrils, gagging him as it slid down his throat and into his stomach. "You will love how it makes you feel, from both ends." Grandfather's knot slightly deflated, enough to pull out of its locked position revealing a sticky mess of connected slimy web of cum. The ronso coughed, and he gasped for fresh air stained with the wolf's powerful musk. He felt light headed, and a burning pressure filled his sinuses. He growled, lowly screaming as pain radiated. It felt as if his skin was being torn and bones being broken. Two long fangs inched their way out of his jaw, along with several other teeth forming between others. His jaw widened and forehead rose. Valtter's slate blue fur around his face sloughed off and revealed a smooth olive green skin below. Even his own voice began to change, lowering in timbre.
"What's happening to me?" His breathing had deepened to a frantic state. Gokanmatsu was delighted to see his own grandson being to transform before his very eyes. "Oh my dear grandbaby, you do have some of our father in you! Let me finish awakening you!"
He pushed him onto his back and spread his legs. He licked his fingers and inserted them roughly into Valtter's tailhole.
He moaned a feral grunt. "You will watch me become the beast that resides inside me. Watch." He removed his fingers and pulled Valtter flush up against his groin, his balls resting on top of his grandson's cock. He growled loudly as he grew, and grew, and grew; the sounds of bones loudly snapping and joints crackling. Crimson hair grew out of his pits and groin, even a field of fiery red blanketed his chest. Gokanmatsu's cock was an erect pillar that rested up on his grandson's chest. His pendulous testicles were now large cantaloupes that hid the ronso's groin underneath. His eyes gleamed with a demonic demeanor and lust crazed feral fervor. Saliva dripped from his lips, splattering below him.
His voice was raspy and commandingly bellow "We, breed now."
The beastogre towered over Valtter. Sixteen feet tall he stood The sheer size of him aroused Valtter, and to Gokanmatsu's excitement, he shot preseed all over himself. He chuckled and lowered himself down to the ronso-hybrid's tailhole. His maw was big, and as he licked him tenderly his lips even encompassed his cock and balls. The beastogre's tongue slid inside, wriggled inside, moistening and loosening his inner walls. He tasted his grandson's innocence and huffed in his scent as he pressed inward harder. Valtter was moaning intensely and clawing at the floor. The beastogre continued to laugh, enjoying himself as he made his own grandchild squirm. He removed himself and got up on his knees, teasing with his fully engorged cock, slapping it onto Valtter's chest, leaving stained marks, matting into his disappearing fur.
He leaned over and pressed his face into his damp armpit. "I've caught you watching me stretch before. I know you like this grandboy, fucking breathe it in."
The ronso was lost in a state of bliss so much that he didn't even feel his grandfather slide the tip of his massive cock inside him. He was screaming in pleasure. "Yessssss." He hissed. "Take me in, all of me. Slip away into darkness. Let it guide you to live your fantasies."
His mind faded and he lost control of himself. The ronso-hybrid's eyes were fully dilated as he grunted like an animal. Gokanmatsu slowly slid himself in, slowly rearranging all of his grandson's internal organs and spreading his hips wide. The cock pulsated inside, shooting preseed and vibrated lowly. Each thrust sent him deeper and deeper into a galaxy of pleasure. His grandfather's eyes penetrated his soul, he felt as his delicious sex toy.
The primordial ball slapping, sweat dripping, and drum rolling heartbeat awakened the inner beast that lied dormant for so long inside Valtter. It was as if he was being commanded to change, to transform into the demon inside.
"That's it grandbaby. Let me fuck you. Let me breed it out of you." He thrusted more violently, and pressed his claws into Valtter's shedding fur. He scratched him and tiny carmine streams trailed down his shoulders and chest. Gokanmatsu pulled out and flipped him over, slamming himself inside again. His claws shallowly sank into Valtter's chest as he nibbled on his ears. "You want my seed grandboy? Do you?" Valtter's fur had completely fallen off, and he was no longer blue, but green. His senses only allowed him to see his transformation, but he wanted to keep going. "Yes Pawpaw" he grunted. The beastogre snapped his teeth and pumped faster into his grandson's ass. His knot swelled as he wrapped his bulbous beastogre paw's around the ronso-hybrid's neck.
"Well then, allow me to imbue myself inside you so."
Gokanmatsu's growl was violent and shook the room. He choked his grandson, cutting off his breathing as he sank his knot inside. Valtter's belly bulged out and he groped at it, feeling his grandfather's pulsating cock inside him as he faded away, unable to breathe. Blood still trailed down his now emerald clad naked body. Gokanmastu shot viscous semen inside, flooding him completely. Valtter's eyes turned orange, and his whites turned yellow. His once starlit colored head hair turned black as a raven's feathers. His grandfather slowly pulled himself out, splattering more semen on the floor as he panted. He wiped himself with his paw and smeared it on the ronso-hybrid's back. He released his grip on his throat and commanded him to get on his knees.
"Ah, there's your face my grandboy. You've finally been transformed." He caressed his face, speaking sweet words. "You have your father in you. You are truly ronso-orc beast."
Valtter was still high from the ecstasy induced lovemaking he took part in. Yet his i'yarquya had not been fully satiated. Gokanmatsu grabbed his hair and lightly tugged him to his throne. He sat down and placed his right foot near the ronso-orc's face.
"You know what to do."
Valtter held it against his face while he began to stroke himself. It smelled so much more wonderful than before and he suckled on all of his grandfather's toes, licking the bottoms passionately. It pleased him so much that he came again watching someone be so subservient to him. His miasma began to wane, shrinking around him. Valtter burned with a fire inside so ardently that he felt his energy leach into the miasma, becoming weaker with each stoke of himself. Sweat rolled down, stinging at the claw marks.
"That's it grandbaby, cum for me. Cum for your Pawpaw." He greedily glared at him licking at his beastogre lips.
The edging could not be contained anymore and he grunted vociferously. This orgasm was unlike any other time he pleased himself. It waved through his entire body, and his entire soul. He fell at the foot of the throne resting against Gokanmatsu's leg, still ejaculating. His spasming went on for minutes until he finally caught his breath. Valtter wrapped his arms around his grandfather's hips and hugged him, nuzzling into the inner thigh. The orgasm still lingered while in the miasma.
"Yes. Yes indeed your father will be pleased." The beastogre was petting the ronso-orc's head.
"If only he was here Pawpaw." Valtter was hopeful and imagined him in his father's presence, naked and bound below him.
"Well then my grandboy, why don't you tell him yourself?" His tail swiped and he turned his head around to see a tall brutish figure surrounded in a violet mist.
He laughed with delight. "Oh my son, it is so wonderful to see you here. I think my boy has earned his reward. Why don't you let me play with him for a while, father?"
Gokanmastu chuckled as he snapped his fingers to make golden cuffs encrusted with amethyst stones lock around his grandson's paws. "He's all your's boy, but why don't you let him rest for awhile? I used him quite well."
He let out a final snarl before shrinking down to his original stature. The wolf stood up and walked over to kiss his son. "He's a good little bitch when you press all the right buttons."
Valtter was still whimpering; finally calmed down and feeling the pain from the fruits of being fucked by a giant beast.
His father yanked on the chains possessively, "Mine. My offspring. You will please me quite well." He bent down to smell his son. "Mmmm. I love what he's done to you." He licked one of his wounds and stood back up, turning to Gokanmatsu. "Well father, I think my son has earned himself a new title, what sounds good to you?"
Grandfather smiled devilishly as a thought entered him, "Alornerk. He does quite well under-feet."
Both of them laughed and kissed each, leaving their own flesh and blood below them. "When he's rested do you want to watch me fuck him?"
Gokanmatsu replied with delight, "With pleasure."
It brought the ronso-orc delight to know, that his own father that brought him into the world found him desirable. He kissed his father's demonic hooves, and looked up at the masculine felid frame to see him smiling. "May I, your offspring, bring you great pleasure father."
He looked down and whispered back, "I know you will son, but next time, call me daddy." His eyes glowed, and he commanded the guards to take him away to his resting quarters.
"I wonder how far we can corrupt him. You've already taught him well father."
Gokanmatsu laughed "Oh, I can't take all the delicious credit. He already spoke fondly of you before I bred him. He desires you too." He brushed his hair. "You brought him into this world after all."
"I do believe that you being the perverted grandfather definitely helped shape him." They both chuckled again and kissed each other passionately.
"He is indeed, quite our slut."
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