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"You enter the cave, the mouth gaping toward the sea behind you. Salty air wafts through your noses, but as you delve into the darkness, the smell of the ocean is quickly overwhelmed by the scent of rotting flesh. Before you can trace the source, alcoves in the tunnel walls light with hidden torches, and before you stands," a dramatic pause, "a blight dragon!"

A gasp echoed around the table littered with character sheets and Dungeons & Dragons books. The dungeon master, an athletic wolf who looked more like a jock than a nerd, slapped a large miniature of a skeletal dragon on the game map in the middle of the table. The sloth sitting at one side of the table screamed, "Zombie dragon! I smite thee!" as he grabbed his dice and rolled for his preemptive strike.

The wolf grinned when he saw the result. "Nat. one! You swing your sword at the beast but it knocks your blade out of your hand." He rolled a die behind a cardboard screen. "You stumble from the force, but you remain standing. Kathy, you're up!"

The tabby cat at the end of the table adjusted her comically large wizard hat and said, "I cast Burning Hands on the dragon!" The dungeon master made another hidden roll.

"The dragon dodges but gets clipped by the flames. Deal half damage." The cat pouted as she rolled a handful of dice, adding the values and halving the result. The wolf marked the damage on a sheet hidden from the players. He turned to the last member of the group. "Robin, your turn." Robin fidgeted in his seat, his eyes unfocused. The mouse had been distracted all night and it drew concern from the lupine. "Robin? Hello-o-o? You okay?"

Robin snapped back to reality and gave the wolf a quick smile. "Uh, yeah. Sorry James. A lot on my mind tonight, ya know? Um, my turn?" The canine nodded. The rodent looked through his papers and came up with an idea. "I conjure holy chains and entangle the dragon!" He rolled his die and it landed on the magic number.

"Nat. twenty! Nice! Spectral chains of holy light burst from your open palm and constrict the dragon! It tries to open its wings to retreat but the bindings hold fast, searing the decaying flesh and bone where they make contact!" Praises are murmured across the table. The fight continued for the next hour, the party coming out victorious in the end. The session ended with the ragtag group finding the legendary treasure they sought and experience points being awarded for completing their quest.

As the players were packing up, James asked, "Hey, you guys up for some dinner? My treat!" The sloth turned toward the wolf, bag already over his shoulder.

"Nah, man. Have an exam in a couple days and I've been putting off studying longer than I should have," he replied with an apologetic smile.

"Damn, must be a pretty big test for you to reject free food, Eric." The sloth simply shrugged. James turned to the cat. "Kathy? Food?"

"Sorry, I promised some friends I'd hang with them tonight. We already bought tickets for the movies."

"Bah! You guys are no fun!" The wolf jokingly pouted, spurring a titter from his friends. The sloth and cat were out the door in less than a minute, but Robin was still putting away his things. He seemed lost in thought. "Yo Robin, you okay? You've been out of it all day."

The mouse turned to James. "Oh, sorry. Don't worry about it. You wouldn't really understand, anyway." He accidently dropped a small box of dice, spilling the contents all over the floor and under the table. "Shit!" he cursed as he dove for his stuff. James followed his lead, scooping the various plastic shapes. As he did, he noticed a strange smell, something familiar yet oddly distinct. He looked up and noticed that Robin had crawled under the table, his rump mere inches from his face. James leaned closer and took another whiff, verifying the source. At that moment, Robin back out from under the table and bumped into him.

"Oh, shit, sorry about that," he apologized with a crooked, sheepish grin, but the damage had already been done. With a nose full of that enticing scent, James grabbed Robin and wrestled him to the ground. The mouse landed on his back with an "oomf" and faced the grinning lupine hovering above him. "Yeesh, James, I said I was sorry," Robin said, his voice cracking from nervousness. The wolf chuckled.

"Oh really? It was an accident, huh? I bet you did that on purpose. I've seen how you look at me when you think I wouldn't notice. You have the hots for me, and this was just the perfect chance for you to shove your little ass in my face."

"Really, James! It really was an accident. Plus, I know you're straight, so I wouldn't try hitting on you."

"Normally, yes, I prefer a cute girl over a guy any day, but something about you is getting me hard, and I want to find out what it is." Robin laid on the cold tile floor as James grabbed his shorts and started fumbling with the button. It was true that the mouse was enamored with the wolf and having him so ruthlessly undress him was something he just couldn't will himself to stop. With the button unfastened, James quickly pulled the garment off of his slim hips and beheld a strange surprise; the twinkish rodent was wearing frilly pink panties. What's more, his crotch was smooth in the tight garment and a bit of wetness was apparent between his legs.

With a bewildered expression, James hooked his fingers under the thin fabric and slowly pulled it down, revealing not the dick and balls he was expecting but the subtle curves of a pussy barely hidden beneath the rodent's short fur. He looked up at Robin who returned his confused stare with a coy grin. "Surprise," he said in a small voice, his crooked smile betraying his uncertainty.

"U-u-uh," was the only thing James could say as he wrapped his head around the situation. A few awkward moments passed before he continued. "So, um, this definitely explains a lot." Being exposed before his crush so lewdly was arousing the cuntboy, his scent becoming stronger as the seconds ticked by. His cute blush, the way he nervously played with his fingers, and, of course, the sexual stench emanating from his feminine crotch made it difficult for the wolf to keep himself from wrecking the mouse's pussy right then and there.

Instead, since he had his prey right where he wanted, he decided to milk the moment for what it was worth. With a lewd grin, he said to the twink, "Well, I'm starving, so I'm just going to start eating." Before Robin could process his innuendo, the wolf's snout dived into the crook of his loins and proceeded to viciously eat the mouse out. James dragged his long, canine tongue along his slit, putting extra pressure on the boy's clitoris. Robin howled at the sudden pleasure, his legs instinctively attempting to close but the wolf was already a step ahead of him. James pushed his hands between Robin's thighs and held them apart.

Using his palms to hold his legs back, the lupine pried the mouse's pussy open, exposing the delicious pink flesh within. James attacked the rodent's genitals, sloppily running his tongue over every bit of skin he could reach. Robin crooned at the lurid attention and arced his back. His bare tail whipped across the floor and his toes curled as much as they could. Having nothing better to do with his hands, Robin grabbed the wolf's head and squeezed his ears. James's tail wagged furiously as he ate the mouse out, the smell of his musk and the taste of his fluids putting the wolf into a frenzy. With a carnivorous grin, James dug his tongue into Robin's snatch and sucked out whatever juices remained.

The penetration mixed with the oral assault tipped Robin over the edge. Every muscle in his boyish body convulsed as orgasmic bliss rushed from his loins and blasted its way through his body. He let out a long moan and his eyes rolled back into his skull, yet despite obviously signaling his orgasm, the wolf continued to invade his hole. He was in sexual heaven. It wasn't until Robin relaxed and entered his afterglow did James finally come up for air. He chuckled at the mouse's glazed stare as he stood.

Robin went to get up as well but the wolf bent over and picked him up. Cradled in his arms, Robin silently watched as James carried him to his bed - it wasn't much of a walk since James's home was a studio apartment - and carefully laid him down as a groom would a bride. The wolf then started quickly pulling off his clothes with little fanfare, Robin's eyes wide with the realization that their little encounter was far from over. With his last article of clothing, his boxers, thrown to the side, James presented his toned, athletic body to the drooling cuntboy.

"A bit overdressed, are we?" James said in a sexual tone, nodding at Robin's shirt. The mouse pulled it off with haste as James climbed over him, his six-foot-four body dwarfing the rodent's four-foot length. The wolf touched his nose to his. "So, I have to ask: are you in heat or something? I can smell your crotch all the way up here."

Robin giggled. "Are you sure it's not because you just had your nose in there a minute ago?" He gave James a peck on the lips. "Yeah, I'm in heat. Everything is super sensitive, but you can't knock me up. Just fuck me already. I want to know what it feels like to have a real dick in me!"

"Oh, damn! You're a virgin!? This night just keeps getting better and better!" James exclaimed with a laugh. He straightened himself and separated Robin's legs. He licked his lips and aligned his rigid pecker with the rodent's awaiting lips, both males inhaling in preparation for the big moment. Slowly but steadily, he pushed his member into the mouse, splitting those luscious folds and burying his bone deep within. The tight, velvet walls had the wolf shuddering as he inched himself deeper into uncharted territory. As his knot pushed into his cunt, he felt himself bottom out, the tip of his dick touching Robin's cervix. He gave a quiet sigh; it was expected, him being a mouse, but that just meant that he'd have to eventually knot the boy's other fuckhole instead.

The canine shaft filled Robin's cavity and feeling the warm meat twitch inside of him gave him pleasure beyond anything he had experienced before. The twink moaned at every little movement, the nerves in his inner walls firing off an abundance of delightful sensations. James chucked and wagged his tail; he loved hearing those whorish sounds from his mates, especially from the exotic bitch under him. When he felt that enough time had passed for Robin to adjust, the lupine started to pump the boy. At first, he went slowly, allowing the virgin to get used to the sensations, but soon enough, the mouse started wanting more.

"Faster!" he begged, his tail whipping back and forth in impatience. James obliged, all too eager to completely destroy his pussy. His bucks sped up, shoving his dick into the boy and turning those moans into whines. His knot smashed into his cunt, bruising the lips yet acting as a sufficient stopper; he wanted to completely dominate the boy, not cause actual damage. Robin's eyes teared up as the combination of pleasure and pain wracked his body. He screwed his eyes closed and clenched his hands and feet, mentally fortifying himself for the abuse he was receiving. It hurt, but he loved it.

James felt himself getting close to bursting, his loins tingling with the need for release. With little time remaining, he started grinding into the rodent's most sensitive areas. Robin cried with delight as his body experienced his second and strongest orgasm of the night, his body shaking as it barely handled the sexual sensations. His cunt clenched down on James's member, forcing the wolf over the edge. He dumped his nuts into the infertile rodent, caking his walls and filling his baby-maker to the brim. The wolf grimaced and his eyes rolled back as his virile fluids forced its way through him and into his bitch.

Robin sighed with glee, the combination of his afterglow and the instinctual need of being seeded satisfied sent his head into the clouds. His legs quaked as James slowly pulled himself free, leaving his gaping hole dripping with spent cum. When Robin came to, James was already laying beside him and holding him close, his free hand patting his girly bum affectionately. He kissed the mouse. "So, you ready for round two?"

"Roll initiative," Robin weakly replied before falling asleep.