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It was time to put his theory to the test. Proof to himself that it hadn't been simply a one-time thing. He was nervously excited, and very, very turned on. If this worked...

'VIRUS DETECTED// WORMFILE DEFINITION: SUCCU.BU$. PROBABLE FALSE POSITIVE. TAKE ACTION?'

Lurigo hesitated over the anti-virus program's yes/no prompt. With one click to the affirmative, he could potentially be rid of...whatever it was that had caused him to....what? Hallucinate? Was that what had happened the previous night? Had it not been for the bite marks on his body, he might very well have believed that was what had happened. But there they were, he could feel them now with his fingertips, deep, exquisitely pleasurable marks left behind by the jaws of a very sexy shark.

Lemme at that cock of yours, sugar...

Heat flushed his neck and cheek as he thought once again of the sexy sharkess, Jenna, who had seemingly come to life. Going from still image to flesh and blood before his very eyes, she had then orally pleasured him; very much a fantasy come to life. Without the physical evidence, he would have put it down to a particularly vivid fantasy brought on by overwork and tiredness.

No. The possibilities were just too amazing to just delete it. Lurigo exhaled the breath he hadn't noticed he had been holding as he lost himself in his lewd reverie. He dismissed the prompt, flagging it as he had before as a false positive.

Okay, now what?

He had to pick an image, right? That was how it had worked the last time. He had been ogling steamy photos of shark babes and that's...when it happened. Question was, which one would he also put to the test? There were just so many hotties...

Grinning to himself as the nervous excitement mixed with an electric thrill of arousal as he mentally sifted through his favourites, trying to make a decision--certainly a difficult one. It wasn't easy, not with so many favourites; male, female, herm--Lurigo's preference when it came to aquatic lovelies ran far and wide. Ah, but wait, there was that new one he had seen and hadn't saved yet, he just had to up his browser from being minimized and...

Oh fuck.

Lurigo flinched as an image of a sleek, black-furred and red-eyed dog popped up on his screen. He had forgotten that he'd been looking for new pics of...exotic_lewdness...to add to his collection. The image was exquisitely detailed and lit in sultry black and red, portraying a hellish landscape of lava and smouldering rock. Front and centre was the bestial canine, powerfully muscled and sporting a glossy pelt and long, razor-sharp claws. Menacing red eyes seemingly starring out at the viewer, and deadly fangs exposed via a ferocious snarl gave the four-legged beast a frightful visage. For some though, such as Lurigo, the ferocity also held an undeniable _allure. As did the erect, swollen member of veined red flesh hanging between its hind-legs that tripped with a luridly-glowing fluid that could only be some manner of demonic cum. This addition gave the image a deeply erotic and perverse theme; it was clear that the hellish hound would do more than just savage the prey it pursued with deadly and corrupt intent.

I can't...look away...

The eyes had started glowing. No longer merely having the appearance of sullen scarlet coals, but actually emitting a steady pulse of coal-glow light. It compelled Lurigo to remain still and to continue staring at the image, drawing himself into lusting afresh for the sculpted musculature of the beast. Imagining himself pinned beneath its paws, helpless before it's power and raw, beastly sexual hunger, just like any other...any other...

Prey...

The term awoke in Lurigo's mind as visions of being pursued by the creature across the hellish domain it called its lair blossomed vividly in his thoughts. Just as with Jenna, he remained motionless in his seat, staring unblinking at the now-animated image of the hell hound while mind and soul were taken elsewhere. They had been drawn into the unholy image by the mesmeric power of the digital demon infesting his system.

Drip...Drip...Drip...

Luminous, red-flecked saliva had begun to drip from the beast's open, fang-filled maw. It was of a similar hue to the thick globules of corrupted cum still oozing from the beast's swollen member. It was hungry, not to devour but to rut and dominate, breed and satiate.

He was being chased. Already pursued beyond the limits of his endurance, he was out of breath and unable to flee from it any longer. He could feel aching muscles burning with fatigue crying out to him to just give up. To just fall to his knees and surrender. But, was there more to it than that? Was there a dark corner of his mind that was compelling_him to that for _other reasons? Fuelled by forbidden urges promising unspeakable pleasure?

Suddenly, it was on him. Slathering with the urge to sink its jaws and cock into its exhausted prey, the bestial hell-spawn pounced. It knocked him forward and down, winding and crushing him against the stony ground. He was now captured prey, utterly helpless against the sheer brute strength of his pursuer and whatever it might wish to do to him.

"A-Ah..."

Reeking appropriately of brimstone that put Lurigo in the mind of bonfires, the sooty-furred hellhound reared up, snapped at the back of his throat and placed its heavy paws onto his shoulders and dug its claws. Even as it lifted its head to let out a howl of dominant triumph, the captive fox couldn't help but be fiercely aroused. The beast could do anything it wanted to him, and the part of his psyche that revelled in dark impulses such as that found it deeply arousing. His cock was solid-stiff now and ached for relief, fuelled by those kinky desires. They had bled into the scene of monstrous passion, of savage fang and ripping claw, and warped it to the kind of perverse fantasy he had indulged in many times in the past: submission to a bestial creature.

Stiffly and clumsily, Lurigo's fingers moved of their own accord as the big beast scratched at the seat of his pants, hooking into and tearing ragged gashes into the fabric and digging into the flesh of his grey-furred cheeks. White-hot pain seared through his nerves as the talons bit home, but the knowledge of just what the beast was seeking mitigated pain into pleasure, terror into wanton desire, and sent his fingers working to unbelt his pants and pull them and his underwear down to expose his scratched, blood-stained naked cheeks. He would willingly give the beast exactly what it sought and submit to it.

Take me...

Dizzy with the release of forbidden passions, Lurigo shifted his posture to raise his rump and spread his thighs, now wholeheartedly offering himself to the beast. He would be its bitch. It turned him on afresh to mentally refer to himself by such a name, and the sheer depth of his desires made him feel warm throughout his whole body as and every fibre of his being cried out for the anticipated claiming.

Yes...Yes!

Lurigo cried out in ecstatic relief as another meaty paw pressed down against the back of his head and roughly pushed him face down against the ground, forcing him to raise his rump higher still. He could feel the wet, quivering red-raw tip of the beast's cock pushing against his cheeks and seeking entrance. The hell hound was twice, perhaps even three times size of the largest dog he had ever seen, physically powerful with hundreds of lbs of solid muscle at its command. Its junk was therefore appropriately oversized sized, thick, red-skinned and blue-veined. A pair of fist-sized balls swung beneath the base and slapped against the back of Lurigo's thighs as the beast sought to mate with him.

"Nhghh..."

Pain and pleasure pooled together into a dizzying collation of exquisite sensation as after several attempts that did little to alleviate the anticipation and hunger of the kinky fox, the well-lubricated member hit home and forced its way into Lurigo's puckered orifice. He let out a keening cry of sheer relief and then settled into arrhythmic panting and grunting as the hound bore its full weight down on him, forcing Lurigo to lower himself down. The hell-beast started bucking and thrusting, slowly at first but then with greater tempo and force. Lurigo's scattered thoughts coalesced into the singular desire he possessed at that intensely savage and passionate moment.

Breed me...

Erotic mental pleas danced through Lurigo's mind, unable as he was to vocalise them between ragged grunting and panting as his rump was violated for the hound's pleasure. Whatever enjoyment its prey felt was irrelevant to the beast, a by-product of its own intensive rutting to quench a thirst for breeding that never lost its edge. A near-constant stream of cum was painting Lurigo's inner depths, hot and steamy and bringing its own perverse pleasure.

Orgasms hit Lurigo in a steady wave, one after another, and leaving behind the evidence of his sheer enjoyment pooling n a sticky puddle below his crotch as the aching desire for relief and peaking pleasure took its told on his resistance. Huffing and panting as the demonic canine drove its cock deeper into his ass and slammed against his prostate to send indescribably powerful shock waves of pleasure crackling through his nerves, Lurigo's eyes bulged as a heavier, rounded mass suddenly slammed against his cheeks as the beast's own pleasure reached its peak. It could only be one thing.

Fuck...knot me...please...

The desire to be knotted, to be physically bonded to the hell hound while its cum gushed into him was overwhelming. He ached for it, craved it, even while it remained physically impossible due to the sheer size of the solid orb of canine sex-flesh. He groaned with each solid slam against his cheeks as the hell hound orgasmed, howling and snorted out its own ecstasy as it bred its prey. Panting and shivering, Lurigo went into a third round of orgasmic spasms as the hellish canine forcefully withdrew its member with a thick, organic sound, that of wet spent flesh and fluidic dripping...more, he wanted more...

"H-Huh?"

Cold awareness of himself and his surroundings suddenly returned to Lurigo. It had left him dazed and confused as to where he was and what he had been doing. He looked down as the sensation of something warm spurting out against his hand dawned on him, seeing his hand wrapped around his dick and his freshly-spent seed on his hand and wrists. It was the catalyst for him to remember and relive his experience with the lustful creature, now fresh again in his mind. The echoes of intense sensation reverberated through him, growing more distant with each passing second.

Had it...actually happened?

"Ow!"

Awareness of a painful throb and stinging sensations along his back and the seat of his pants struck him. He leapt up off his chair and hurried to his bathroom, stripping off until he could stand before the full-length mirror. What he saw, vivid scratches and claw-marks in various places across his body, made him shiver, and the breath caught the breath in his throat as the implications spelled out in his head.

Yes, it most certainly had...