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This story is... EXTREMELY weird. It is full of weird illogical ideas I had.

I'm aware, logistically, basically all of it makes absolutely no sense what so ever.

I'm aware none of this in any reflects any accurate representations of basically astronomy, greek mythology, or anything else. This is 100% completely personal made up stuff (a fair bit of which is abstract ideas) from an idea I had one day, and absolutely nothing else.

_Please... Please... Please for the love of god... _** don't proceed OR get pissed if:**

1) Reading nonsensical fiction idea annoys you 2) MALE PREGNANCY stuff doesn't get you hot 3) Chastity (as in wearing a cock cage) is not something you find kinky 4) You plan on leaving a long-winded comment about how my concept of greek mythology is 100% wrong. 4.a) This is not that... at all... Stop being so salty... I get greek mythology as well as planetary science, this is not it. Go elsewhere. LMAO 4.b) Also just be nice to me because I'm nice too and being rude is rude :3

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"Where am I..." the husky questioned at a near-whisper. Lost in darkness, like impenetrable inky nothingness. When his mind became aware, it felt like he was underwater, and yet the feeling left as quickly as it had come. His body tensing, then growing relaxed, his senses deprived so very thoroughly. There were no scents, no sounds beyond that of his soft breath and heart as it beat softly... There were no sounds of cars in nearby traffic or people outside, and yet in spite of all of these things there was an odd sense of relaxation as he lay calmly, feeling as though he was being soothed in his silence. His mind wandered, his thoughts like inky words flowing on a milky river, arriving in his mind before slowly flowing down stream until they'd gone from his thoughts. Where was he, how did he get here, what was going on... He'd wiggle his fingers, and then his arms and toes... Everything was here, everything was fine, and yet in spite of all of these things it was nothingness.

In spite of everything, there was nothing.

His body slowly become more aware of itself, like he was waking from a dream ever-so slowly. He'd feel freezing cold at first, than growing warm. His body feeling stiff, than feeling as fluid and relaxed as a pond on a summer day. Every sensation simultaneously just like every emotion just the same. His curled husky tail with it's streaks of cream and white giving a wag, not in fear or excitement but mere curiosity, this was all so very curious indeed.

"It has been so very long..." a voice informed, one that seemed entirely devoid of gender or emotion. Like a whisper in his ear, or a voice inside his head. "It has been thirteen billion, three hundred and fourty seven million, nine hundred and twenty nine thousand, one hundred and four years, six months, eight days, two hours and nine minutes." it answered, ratling off numbers far larger than the husky could comprehend, let alone remember.

"Welcome home."

"Where am I?" the husky asked once again, trying to lift his arms to feel around his surroundings and yet he couldn't even feel or see which way was up in the darkness of wherever he was. Unable to move and yet not restrained at all... It all made no sense, and yet... It was all so simple.

"Nowhere." the voice responded in it's same, simple tone and volume. No hint of malice or anger, nor amusement or hostility.

"But where is nowhere...? What is here?" the cream colored male would inquire further, trying his best to just grasps the situation as best as he can.

"The Nothing." the voice answered. "You've returned home, and your return has been quite looked forward to. It was with great reluctance I let you go for your entertainment, and that courtesy will not be extended twice." the voice informed as flat as ever.

The husky's brow furrowed curiously, trying his best to grasp what he was being told. "I don't..." he paused thoughtfully "Who are you? Am I being... Imprisoned?" the canid wondered aloud, asking but more so his thoughts slipped from his lips.

"I have no name... You belong here. As it has been and always will be." the entity went on "You have returned from the experience you so desired. You wanted to know will... To experience anger, disgust, happiness, fear, surprise and sadness... To be weighted by the trials of man."

The husky's brows furrowed further, his expression nearly angry and yet there was no particular anger to be felt... Truly, he was just confused. So utterly confused... He was nowhere? How can one be nowhere? ...His hand instinctively reaches for his jeans pocket, searching for a phone like anyone likely would to create some light and better see just what is going on and where his phone most likely would have been, there was nothing. The absence of anything at all was under his touch, and as the pawpads of his hands searched around his body would begin to almost fade in where it was expected to be. Sensations growing until he could feel himself. His bare fur under his touch... Unharmed, but weightless.

"You needn't be afraid, I mean you no harm... There are no intentions... Those are concepts of man." the voice went on, and there was an odd sensation it caused running along the husky's spine...

"Are you not man? Are you another race?" the husky added, his voice quivering lightly, his ears finally hearing himself, as though this whole time he hadn't been speaking aloud... None of these feelings or sensations made sense... None of it added up... Was he under water? Was he floating? Abducted by an alien race? In the clouds? Was this heaven? "Are you god?" he finally questions aloud, a bit startled by the idea "I... I don't remember dying... Would I remember dying?" the husky whispers again.

"Calm..." the voice adds, and as it does he feels a warmth seemingly coat every inch of him as though enveloped by a warm breeze in the sun. He sighs, a breathless sigh with a hint of a whine... Ebbing some of that fear that had started to build in his gut and his entire body eases once again. "Call me Shadow." the voice starts to catch his ears in a way it hand't before, growing deeper and more gravely. As if it was the sound of water being poured into a giant pot as it reverberated against his ears subtly.

His feet seem to find the floor, footpads catching in the darkness the surface that was below him and slowly his weight rests on his feet. Like he was slowly being set down on his own two legs once again. A form began to appear, materializing before his emerald eyes that'd squint working to see it. A large cloud like entity, the light in the room only just enough to let him see it as it appeared and soon where nothing once stood inky swirls condensed until a monstrous black frame would appear. Large red eyes glowing at him, as though they came from a monster with the light of a flashlight in the night making them glow starkly. "What.... What are you?" the husky asked, knowing somewhere in his mind that terror should be overwhelmingly him and yet, even after everything he had heard so far, in this moment it all seemed so very inconsequential.

The form continued to condense, from nothing became a mere cloud and then a large towering monstrous looking form would continue to compact and tighten until a clear form not remarkably unlike his own would take shape. The mysterious form finally seemingly becoming tangible before his eyes. A muscular form, corded muscle cutting down from obscenely wide muscular shoulders down an impressively large chest to flexing stomach and over hips and a deeply cut adonis belt to powerful legs... This creature... Whatever this monstrous being may be... It was utterly extraordinary, and yet so very dangerous.

The husky was awestruck, what he was seeing entirely impossible and entirely unable to be explained and yet he was witnessing every moment of all of this. Every entirely unbelievable and nearly in-comprehensible moment. A dark pelt accentuated by white blotches and red trim and details that cut around the dark pelt with stripes and symbols and runes. Horns growing, from nothing but nubs to large powerful horns jutting up and back boldly and unmistakably making him look so incredibly menacing... As though he was watching the creation of a beast one could only describe as the devil himself. "I need to go... I have to go... right now!" the canine informed the stranger, trying his best to just... Get away... Before his body could even turn properly, he could feel the strong powerful grip lock on to his wrist and there was something absolute about the touch. Like he just knew... This was it now. His blank mind unable to remember how he'd even got here, and yet somehow he knew he was dead and this was his hell... This in spite of all of his efforts and trials in life, in spite of all of the volunteering and all of his opportunities to do the right thing that he had happily taken... His patience in finding a love that would never come... He had led his best life just like he knew he should, and yet now he knew it was all so very, very wrong... This wasn't anything like they thought the afterlife, and the results of good and bad... Where was god now? "Let go of me... I need to go!" the husky barked sharply... His body growing angry and without so much as a flinch his voice would be stripped from him. Unable to speak, grasping at his throat as it refused to pipe up... Had this entity stolen his voice!?

The demonic-looking wolf's grip was unyielding, like concrete wrapped around him that could not be broken or bent by any means ever again and it pulled him in until his body was nearly encapsulated by the much larger one. His face in the other's chest, feet drawn up off the ground and he fights and fights. The husky relentless, demanding he be put down as he tries to beat on the other and slowly his struggling would weaken and slow until it stopped and the husky could feel his body's emotions being torn from him. Pulled out of him like a switch had been flipped and in a split moment he feels himself sobbing harshly. Shadow holding him, grip remaining still and strong, just short of being too-tight around him. So many emotions were coming out of him, hurt and sorrow and loneliness... And because of a hug? It was stupid... All of this was so stupid.

"I..." he works to get out of himself, face buried in the thick fur of the large male that squeezed at his body tightly "...I... Don't know why I can't stop." he sobbed harshly, tears being pulled out of him in a torrent that went on for some time and yet that grip would remain very still... And then the memories would hit... His body jerking, flinching as he relived every last moment. Every moment of loneliness... Every tear he'd shed. Every time he'd had his heart broken... And every last gut-wrenching clink of that aluminum bat. One... Two... Three... Four... Five. His mouth was open, sobbing slovenly while he heaved in sorrow with every muscle in his body, and amid it all he never felt the way that grip tightened so much claws had dug into his flesh.

Time went by that way, unimaginable amounts of time. No clocks, no windows, no anything. Just his heartbeat, and now the heartbeat of Shadow's who'd held him there for every moment of it. So tight his body felt like it could melt into the other male's, and the intimacy was... deeper than anything he could have thought of or experienced. He felt every single breath, every single heart beat... And in spite of all of his fighting and struggling and barking and yelling, he was still buried in that warm grip. At some point he'd taken fist-fulls of fur at the other's chest, resting there almost like an infant... And there was something very fatherly feeling about it all... And that too drew tears out of him until he had no more to cry and he was left with his thoughts and the warmth of Shadow holding him.

"Did I die?" the husky asks in a voice laced with a painful whine.

"You came home." shadow answers simply, and the answer he received was almost more powerful than the answer he'd expected. Eventually his breathing would steady and slow, until the exhaustion of the sobbing he'd done had overtaken him, and that seemingly perpetual darkness he was in would give way to sleep before waking up once more some time later. He feels the floor under his knees now, pressed tightly down onto Shadow's body still but they were laying now, the demon's breath and demeanor as steady and relaxed as ever, Orion's limp body gently draped atop the warmth of Shadow and it'd rise and fall with each breath from the large male. Again he could feel that strong fatherly feeling of being looked after and loved as the large male's touch stroked through his hair as he slept.

The husky's eyes slowly take in more light, letting more and more light draw into his eyes as they adjust and he rubs them. Eventually his eyes start to fix, and he sees the stars explode in the sky in a beautiful view so alive it was like a glittery painting full of purples and blues and whites. He gasps softly, head turning to see them more and he can feel and hear the wolf-looking demon under him chuckle briefly though the gentle stroking of his cheek and hair never stopped. "It's beautiful..." the husky states nearly breathlessly, taking note of the warmth between their bodies in spite of the ever-so slight cool breeze... Sounded like they may be on a beach but it was hard to tell with the sounds being so very subtle and so little being visible.

The large male under him simply gave another hearty chuckle, that voice deep and soothing. Seducing even, as the male spoke under him. "Heh... Incredibly beautiful." he answers the husky, who can catch the other's eyes on his face and his ears fold while he blushes hotly at the statement. The terrible compliment would have been off-putting, if not for it feeling so genuine and affectionate. "That's you, Orion... That's all your handywork." Shadow informed matter-of-factly. A soft, steady smile holding to his face as he looks back up to the stars along with the husky.

"My work? I don't understand... And Orion? I don't remember that being my name." he answers thoughtfully, his tone sounding as confused as he was and the other male wouldn't miss it.

"Mhmm... You did that. That's right." he answers as though such information should be common knowledge "And of course you don't remember that name... It was given to you after you left." the hybrid wolf explains, and the husky is caught off guard by the fact that somehow this is all beginning to make sense.

"Wait... How am I the stars..? I don't..." the husky begins and the wolf simply taps the other's head gently "Orion... You are the creator of the stars, it is what you are and do. Every single one is yours, every shimmer and every sparkle... Every single last one, was made lovingly by you... You worked to make it, you carried it and showed it love, you made it exist. Without you, none of this would be... You only just returned, and do not remember any of these things... But you will when you are ready, and you'll know when that is... There is no rush or urgency." the wolf informs soothingly, trying to relax the husky tenderly "You've been through... More than you ever imagined... You owe it to yourself, to relax. I promise, just give it time." he adds, and there's something about his voice that is so very absolute. There can be no doubt as to his truth, his intentions or thoughts... The tone of Shadow is simple and pure, and the way it soothes the husky's core is unimaginable. "You have no idea how amazing and special you are, Orion... Every day, every living thing looks to you, and admires your sacrifice and effort... They rely on you for direction and sense of self... Your deserving of everything, and that is why you are home where that is what you can have.

"I just... I'm the stars? I mean I'm just me..." the husky struggles trying to grasp the weight of everything he'd been told, and as he's working to get the very thought out the wolf drawing a digit against his chin to bring their muzzles together. The wolf kissing the husky slowly and deeply, deeper than he even possibly could. Making the husky swallow his taste, taking over that muzzle with a simplicity that reflects the ease at which he'd held the husky so far. It causes the husky to whimper feeling that caress so incredibly deep. Far deeper than anything he'd ever felt, as if that broad fat and slick canine tongue would dominate every inch of his muzzle and throat before finally, slowly drawing back. The husky's eyes remain closed for several moments after the lupine's lips have drawn away, savoring that caress unlike anything he'd ever felt before. His eyes reluctantly open to see that smile looking back at him, the wolf looking satisfied with himself, and the husky couldn't have denied him. "But... How?" he asks, unsure how the lupine would even know that he'd enjoy that, and to do so with such intense love... He felt it... He felt that love and desire to love, the way that only a lover can make your body feel.

"Because I am you... I am of you, as you are of me. I know all you ache for and desire, I know all that you want and need, I am here with you always, and I am destined to be your sire so that you may be the mother of stars he answers, hand interlocking with the huskies, the husky's expression that of stark confusion again but his attention is ripped away as he sees his coat with digits interlinked with the lupine's.

The husky gasps seeing himself, standing up abruptly to look at himself properly. Turning and flailing around momentarily as he looks at himself fully and everywhere he looks, there's the sparkle of stars. Where his coat was once white it's turned black and where his coat was cream it is now painted in purples and blues and pinks like that vibrant sky above him... Every inch of his body somehow alive and sparkling like he was looking into the depth of the sky.

"How is this possible, Shadow!?" he stammers, so much he was already trying incredibly hard just to understand let alone accept, and now his body was so different... Everything was so vibrant... Like every single inch was it's own entire sky full of stars. It was as beautiful as it was scary.

"Orion..." the wolf nearly purrs, the husky only just realizing that the wolf had let him slip free, but if he knew everything then he'd have known he was getting up to look at himself... The husky takes note, every detail being processed by him now, pieces still coming together quickly. The wolf stands, looming over him wildly. His size seems suddenly so much more apparent, and it nearly catches Orion off guard. Shadow had to be getting bigger, it seemed... Or was he getting smaller? The wolf grips his body once more, lifting him, making him wrap his legs around the wolf so that he could be held and he feels oddly child-like once again, though he elects to remain due to the affectionate nature of it all. The wolf seemingly takes only but a step, and they've gone from a lush clearing to a foreboding forest... Orion's eyes adjusting, fixing trying to take in more light so he can see among those trees and the occasional call of the owls. A growl startles him, drawing back and Shadow is seemingly twice more his size. Legs spread wide and his scent suddenly heavy and entirely different.

"Nnn!" he almost screams, scared suddenly as those hackles stand on the back of his neck and the werewolf beastly-looking creature puts him down. Orion backing up before falling backwards over a fallen branch and he takes off as if a lightening bolt in the night. Running and running and running and he can hear those rustles and crunching and crashing of trees being destroyed by a creature far larger of him until he's on top of the canine, as if the weight of a car had fallen on him his breath is a struggle before the monstrous creation leans back far enough to drag massive claws down his bare back. He screams at the feeling of it, the way those sharp claws drag at his flesh, feeling like it's tearing through it and that seering pain. Spit and drool from the growling wild animal above him cascading down onto his back and neck and head and it grinds into him with an impossibly sized arousal clearly incapable of fitting into him.

And as quickly as it started, it's over, and the sensation is gone. In a forest clearing now, and the pain has gone. The creature gone and he looks around, seemingly on hands and knees but he quickly discovered he's... He's four legged! He bolts under the night sky, rushing for the tree-line to hide himself among their coverage and before he makes it he's seemingly tackled by a blur. A grunt escaping him from the force of collision as he rolls a few times to a stop. Before he can even muster the strength to right himself that body is atop him, posturing himself firmly against that smaller frame as a grip is taken of his neck making his entire body tense in a way he hadn't ever felt. As his muzzle opens wide to yelp he's brought back to nothing once more. Darkness, empty calm nothingness and words like ink on a milky river.

"I'm scared, Shadow." Orion stated simply, and as he opens his eyes once more, he seems nothing but stars. No self or struggling or gasping for air, no one, no destruction or anger or hate... Just shimmering stars and silence for some time. They were so incredibly beautiful, and he can recall how many times he'd wished he lived out of the city where he could see them a little more instead of the ludicrous amounts of light pollution always filling the night sky.

"Do you understand Orion? ...These things are your will. You are the creator." Shadow's voice returns "You have given my name, you have given me shape, you have given me will... Because it is your will. It is not what could be, it is simply what is."

"I don't... I didn't want those things..." Orion's words come out in a whimper, confused and scared by what he'd seen... "I don't know how I could even physically be a mother and I certainly don't think I want to be... I don't understand any of this... I don't know what's happening." Orion would answer, his words warbling as he'd sob in spite of the lack of tears, the feelings were so very much the same.

"But why are you fighting it..?" Shadow asked simply, his inquiring so very targeted... Like he could feel every thought and every feeling... Like he knew exactly what to say, how to say it, and when.

"I..." Orion stammers, confusedly "...I don't know." he answers honestly.

"Stop fighting, Orion... I need you, and I love you." he adds "I have waited an eternity to have you return to me, and I wish not for there to be another moment wasted, without you feeling my love."

And with that, Orion returned to him. Finding himself on a bed, somehow out on that field once more, out under the stars. Faint sound of the ocean in the distance, moon out in the sky, and not a cloud in the sky. The temperature of the air just ever-so slightly cold... Just enough to make him appreciate that warmth that enveloped him as he laid on his side wrapped up in Shadow's arms. They made him feel so small, being wrapped up tightly in those massive arms and they were so strong... He loved that feeling of safety. Hot breath against his neck, and a gentle stroke over his stomach as he was held with his back firmly against the demon's chest. Orion turns to look at Shadow, at least just to look at him for a moment, and he looks less menacing now in spite of how powerful he was.

"I've ached to make love to you..." he nearly purrs out a growl against Orion's neck, the jet-black pelt of Shadow's contrasting that vibrant shimmering pelt of Orion. He could feel Shadow's arousal against him now, that impossibly sized arousal trapped between his thighs as it pulsed most angrily between them. Shadow flexes his hips, just enough to make the smaller male feel the friction and force of the gesture, making his intentions overwhelmingly clear. Orion couldn't even remember being gay, or straight, or anything really... But that feeling of Shadow flexing his hips against him made his body ache unbearably for more of those pleasured feelings. "You've been a good girl and waited for me..." he adds "You've tortured me with the scent of your heat for millennia... and I will be denied no longer." Shadow adds.

All the while Orion is shivering with pleasure, every hard flex of those hips against his body, thrusting that arousal as deeply between the small male's thighs he can possibly reach and the force at which is throbbed is unparalleled. The entire canine-lock cock lurching and leaking pre with every twitch and throb, and the smaller male suddenly becomes aware of the scale of those obs pressed firmly against the back of his thighs.

"Yes..." Shadow nearly purrs, as if reading his mind "That's all for you..." he pauses "So I can breed you every moment of every day, breed my pups out of you while I give you more..." and the entirety of Orion's body shivers with pleasure. Things he'd never even thought about now being used to tease and torment a part of himself he couldn't possibly understand and it was euphoric.

"Nnnh!" he adds in a sudden and sharp yelp, reaching down to feel his cock as it suddenly ached so violently and his touch is met with the cold metal of a cage entirely too small for his arousal. He whines sharp and loud, aching in a way he'd never even felt before as he feels the canine enter him. The sensation is sudden and quick, not waiting to hear Orion complain or stop him Shadow flexes his hips easing more and more of himself into that smaller body. "Shadow!" he nearly barks, back arching and he can feel his body orgasm sharply from the mix of all the sensations but it's an unsatisfying orgasm. One that makes his walls spasm hard and yet his balls wouldn't empty fruitfully... Making him feel like a perpetual state of the very cusp of orgasm.

"Yes... Moan my name, just like that Orion... Tell me how good it feels." the wolf encourages lewdly, claws digging at the other male's hips and he writhes in the large male's grip. "I'm going to breed you now Orion... And I'm not going to stop... Ever." he informs with a ton incredibly flat and matter-of-factly. Achingly thick arousal being forced in, stretching that small frame more and more in a way that would undoubtedly cause unimaginable pain ordinarily and yet, in this moment Orion is made to endure the lewd bulging of his taunt belly as it's overburdened with the wolf mating him.

Orion can't form words, his self control having been entirely robbed of him and now his body being made to endure the true scope of Shadow's affections. His body not designed to endure the scale of the other male and he has to feel and see every time that thick arousal is felt prodding deeply into him. Making his stomach bulge more and more obscenely as he gains more depth while Shadow starts a steady rhythm of thrusting into him in that spooning position they'd been in. Shadow stroking over that bulge he was making, ensuring Orion felt every last thrust into him. "I can't..." Orion chokes out between wild gasps.

"You can, and you will..." Shadow replies in a growl into the other's ear, occasionally taking a sharp grasp of the other's neck between his teeth in a firm bite, and as he digs those teeth into Orion to claim him properly he works more of his knot in, full intentions of keeping him tied as long as he possibly can.

Orion's body feels a new sensation he's made to endure, that arousal reaching so deep he can feel Shadow bottoming out a deepest-most part of his body and the sensation is unique and indescribable. Every single thrust Shadow forces his way into Orion's awaiting womb, ruthlessly jabbing at the very depths of his uterus and stretching that small space to accept every inch of him as he forces his knot in gaining what is undoubtedly several more inches into him. His muzzle hangs open and Orion's freezes, back arched and muzzle wide open in a silent euphoric scream.

"Yes..." Shadow states in a pleasured murmur before he utilizes that empty muzzle to kiss the one that belonged to him deeply. That large wolf so much larger than Orion easily dominating his muzzle, forcing him to swallow his essence as he's filled and the orgasm that overtakes them comes with such explosive force. As Orion's orgasm hits hard, his insides spasm down with great force gripping that arousal inside him and emphasizing every inch of him inside that small frame. Shadow had made easy work of accessing that place inside him he'd never known, made it his purpose to show Orion his own as well and Every thick jet of extremely potent seed would come out in massive jets flooding every inch of Orion... More and more he'd give from those massive balls, making them churn eagerly, as though they'd finally get the release they'd waited billions of years for as he breeds Orion deeply. Making sure he's not only bred him, but his succeeded in having bred full of numerous litters before his hips had even slowed. Shadow's arousal unyielding, locked deep inside that small frame wrapped around him, and as Orion fights for air amid his pleasured groans Shadow preoccupies himself with stroking over the other's rounded belly.

"You look even more beautiful full of my pups..." he murmurs lovingly "...I'm going to breed you so full you can't move Orion, because that is your place." he adds, spending a moment to tug up on that curled tail of Orion to make him spasm down harshly and call out sharply in a moan. Cum still leaking lewdly from Orion's caged arousal in spite of himself and he hates how much his body feels like it's aching for nothing less and his breathless pleasured gasps reflect nothing less as he's made to endure every idle throb and rope of cum inside him.

"Heavens, Shadow..." he pants "I... ...Thank heavens I won't actually be having your pups." he almost chuckles to himself, rubbing over that well-rounded belly.

"What? Of course you will Orion, don't be silly." Shadow answered him bemused by the very thought "You'll have several of my litters before I'm even done with you for now." he emphasizes the last word, making Orion's ears perk curiously.

"Wait... Wait what?"