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Balto always knew he was a unique animal. He was reminded of it every day, by himself and others. His uniqueness didn't really hinder him, though.

Having lost his parents when he was a very young puppy, Balto found himself under the care of an old Russian snow goose named Boris, and lived on an old, abandoned fishing trawler on the outskirts of the little Alaskan town of Nome. Balto had tried making friends in the town, but most of the town's inhabitants, both canine and human, were repulsed by him, due to him being half-wolf.

There were only two residents who didn't hate Balto - a young human girl called Rosy, and her rust-and-cream furred husky, Jenna. Rosy was a very kind girl, who didn't understand why everyone else in Nome refused to want to let Balto near them. Jenna took after her owner in many ways, and her kind heart was one such aspect, and she didn't dislike Balto for any reason.

However, there was those who hated Balto so much they tried to ruin his already pretty shabby life. And no one was more so than Steele, the malamute champion sled dog of Nome. Steele was arrogant, popular, and felt entitled to everyone's admiration. Balto was one of the very few living beings in and around Nome who couldn't stand Steele, and Steele reciprocated the feelings twice as much.

Balto had dreamed of joining a sled team, but his ancestry meant that no musher would take him on, a fact that Steele gleefully reminded him of every time he saw him. It wasn't just Balto's status as a hybrid and dreams that Steele took jabs at, though; he also made fun of Balto's equipment size. But despite what one would think, Steele didn't mock Balto for being smaller than him.

See, Balto was what was often referred to as a 'hyper'. His genitals were absolutely humongous, easily dwarfing anyone else's, his sheath was half the length of his body, and the same width, and his balls were so huge they rested on the ground even when he was standing up straight. His actual cock, however, was so huge when erect that it was a few inches taller than his body length, while his knot was twice as wide. Balto had always been big; when he was born, he was already his father's size (which was already impressive since his father was a very well-endowed husky), and he only kept growing. But despite all this, Balto was still unique in that his huge genitals didn't hinder his movement in anyway, as he was still able to walk freely, and run faster than any other dog in town.

In 1925, when the Serum Run happened, Balto had ran to try and get on the team, and was still the fastest one, but Steele, angered and jealous, deliberately stamped his paw on Balto's, and, to add insult to injury, kicked Balto on his balls. Balto's resulting groan in pain led to the musher refusing to add him, thinking the wolf-dog had _growled_at him, and instead gave the lead dog position to Steele.

Balto's pride (and orbs) hurt, he lay at his boat for two days, watching in melancholy as Steele led the team out of Nome.

Except Steele had gotten lost on the way back, and word had travelled back to the town. Horror had flown over the small settlement, with everyone fearing the worst: the children of Nome would not make it. Balto had heard, and, refusing to let it happen, ran off to find Steele and bring the medicine back.

Steele refused his help. He was so adamant that Balto not help deliver the medicine that he went as far to try and_kill_ the wolf-dog. Balto only narrowly escaped death when Steele missed his throat and fell to the ground off a cliff, but the malamute still survived. Balto ignored him, and, with the other sled dogs' approval, took Steele's typical spot and led the team back.

Now seething with rage, Steele made every attempt to sabotage Balto. Balto had explained he had marked a trail by scratching at trees, and Steele took advantage of it by scratching _every_tree. He still somehow made his way back to Nome before Balto, and spun a tale of how the other team members had died from the cold, but he forged ahead to try and deliver the medicine, only for Balto to try and take it and fall of a cliff with the medicine. Jenna was the only one who refused to believe it, and, while the rest of the town put out their lights as a sign of defeat, she brought a lantern to the town outskirts and used it to light a bunch of broken, coloured glass to create an illusion of the Northern Lights, a trick she had learnt from Balto.

Balto had gotten lost due to Steele's marks, and indeed fell off a cliff with the medicine, but he wasn't dead. He was lucky the snow at the base of the cliff was soft enough to blanket his fall, and the medicine crate, while jostled, remained undamaged. But the wolf/dog amalgamation had lost every ounce of mental strength he had gained. Steele had won.

But to the wolf-dog's surprise, fate refused to let him concede. Coming to him in the form of a white wolf (Balto later learnt this apparition was in fact his mother), Balto's resolve was restored, and his shame of being half-wolf was dissolved when he realised that he didn't need to change who he was to fit in; he just needed to accept it_himself_.

With his wolf instincts and senses kicking in, Balto managed to climb the cliff with the medicine, and was successful in differentiating his marks from Steele's decoys, and brought the anti-toxin back to Nome, to the delighted cheers of the town's citizens.

From then on, Balto was completely accepted into the town, wolf side, hyper endowments and all, while Steele, his lies and malice exposed, was forcibly exiled from the town and told if he ever tried to return, he would receive worse. Balto and Jenna had both confessed their love for each other, and became mates almost immediately after it was obvious the children would be fine.

A few days after the event, Balto and Jenna had spent the night together, alone, for their first proper date; the wolf-dog had tried to get a full night with Jenna to himself, but the excitement of his heroic act still flowed through the town, with nearly every dog wanting to get a first-hand account of how he did it. Balto had also noticed many of the females - okay, all of the females - eyeing up his endowments, and it initially made him feel uncomfortable, since he wasn't at all used to the attention; Jenna wasn't immune, since every now and then she couldn't help but stare at her mate's gigantic assets.

That night, however, was a night Balto would never forget. It was the night he, the timid virgin, fully demonstrated his love to Jenna. Jenna, a virgin herself back then, was perfectly willing to lose her virginity to the hung wolf-dog, and eagerly helped a very nervous Balto get his full erection up. Jenna's jaw had dropped when she saw his entire size, realising with delight that this total chunk of meat was all hers.

"Wow. You really are huge, Balto," Jenna said. Balto gave an embarrassed chuckle.

"I mean, I have rubbed it myself," the wolf-dog admitted.

"Well, now you've got me to help," Jenna said, running her tongue along Balto's length, before turning around and raising her tail. "So let's get down to business."

The initial penetration was difficult, with Jenna giving out pained whimpers as Balto stretched her far wider than anything else ever could, but as she had demanded before they started that Balto make sure he fits his entire cock, including the fat knot, in her, Balto reluctantly persevered through the tight, clenching warmth.

When his massive knot finally bumped against Jenna's spade, Balto asked Jenna if she was okay. Gasping and whimpering, Jenna replied that it hurt but she was fine. Even without his knot in, Balto's dick had stretched her insides way wider than natural, a _very_large bulge in her abdomen where the rest of his dick protruded out. Balto asked if she wanted him to pull out, but Jenna's response surprised him.

"NO! Don't you dare pull out! I want that knot in me, and I want you to properly breed me, now!" she shouted, practically screaming her words in demand.

"I-if you're sure, Jen." Unsure, Balto complied with her wishes, humping her hard and fast, despite his inexperience, slapping his fat knot against Jenna's rump, very slowly stretching her wider and wider to take the obscene glands. Jenna's eyes had watered in pain as she thrashed about, but Balto kept at it, and, after ten minutes, he did it. He managed to stretch her apart just enough to let his ginormous knot to pop in her, leaving a massive bulge in Jenna's rump and stomach.

Once that happened, Balto gave a small whine, followed by a loud howl, as his mammoth balls started to pulse and throb, huge shots of cum erupting from his cock to splurt_hard and deep in Jenna's stretched womb. Jenna moaned when she felt her mate's virile _spurts of potent cum absolutely drench her womb, filling her up with so much that her already stretched stomach started to swell even more, bloating out so much that it brushed against the ground after a minute, but Jenna couldn't care less! She was revelling in the sensation of riding out Balto's first orgasm with another person, her own orgasm hitting her hard, clenching her vaginal canal over him hard enough to make him splurt even more.

When Balto's knot and cock had shrunk enough for him to pull free about an hour later, Jenna's stretched and gaping pussy continued to leak his abundant semen, but her belly remained as swollen as before. Jenna smiled at Balto contently, while Balto had grinned back.

Word spread throughout the entire town the next day, everyone, human and canine, talking of how Balto had managed to swell Jenna's womb enough to touch the ground with only one mating, and how Jenna's heats would stand no chance if he got to her. Balto felt embarrassed when his new teammates and friends congratulated him on how well he bred Jenna, but brushed off the attempts of many females to get him to breed them.

"Seriously, Balto, you're amazing!" Kaltag shouted loudly, sitting on a ledge in the Old Mill.

"Guys..." Balto said, exasperated. This was the fourth time Kaltag decided to compliment Balto on his breeding of Jenna.

"It only took you one mating and you turned her into a ball!" another dog said.

"Are all half-wolves as well-hung as you? Cause now I want to be one," a third exclaimed.

"I'm sure you're all fine as you are," Balto said.

"Yeah, but you're the only one here who's dick is bigger than their body. Jenna's so lucky to get that," a female husky said, batting her eyes at Balto. He ignored her.

"Do you think Jenna would let us have a go?" another girl, this one a Samoyed and distant friend of Jenna, asked.

"Guys, please!" Balto said, desperate for the conversation to stay away from his genitals.

Jenna, for her part, enjoyed telling her friends how much she enjoyed having Balto fill her, her belly still swollen. But when her friends asked if they could have a try, instead of denying immediately, Jenna thought about it.

Balto had been resting in his boat at the time, gently rubbing a paw along his sheath, a little thing he did from time to time when bored. He was thinking about how much his life had changed, having gone from a lonely wolf-dog outcast to a town hero just by being kind. A small throb from his sheath made Balto look down, before he grinned, thinking back to the last night. He had gotten to lose his virginity to the love of his life, and in return got to take hers, and knew that he and she would both enjoy having sex with each other from then on.

A small noise made Balto look up. Jenna was walking up the ramp. Balto smiled at her, but it faltered a little when he saw Jenna wasn't alone. Two of her friends, the purple Pomeranian Dixie and the blonde Afghan Hound Sylvie, were following her. Balto asked what was going on, feeling embarrassed at his position.

"Well, I was talking to my friends about what we did last night," Jenna said, patting her still swollen stomach as she did so, before adding, "And, well, I can't just hog such a large benefit all to myself, can I?"

The wolf-dog looked at Jenna in surprise, but before he was able to do anything, Dixie and Sylvie had immediately started to assault his sheath and balls with their tongues and paws. Balto had made to stop them, but found his body refused to obey, the pleasure coursing through his veins, and his wolfen instincts called for him to breed both of the eager bitches.

When Sylvie and Dixie had gotten Balto full erect, they both looked at the behemoth in amazement, gladly stating that Balto was so, so, so much bigger than any other male in the world - not that Balto needed reminding. Before Balto was able to reply, Dixie immediately straddled him and, with Sylvie and Jenna's help, forced herself down on Balto's dick. The hybrid moaned as his new bitch crammed as much of his length in her as she could, but due to her smaller stature, she could only take half of his impressive shaft. Even so, it was enough, the friction from Dixie's stretched pussy and womb getting Balto off with a few, short humps, his gargantuan balls pulsing and sending his dense load of cum into Dixie, still managing to bloat her womb until it was a big as Jenna's was, despite the large amounts of cum spilling from Dixie's abused cunt.

"Damn, Balto, I know you're big, but really? Steele was only able to shoot a few pints of cum in one orgasm, but you produce gallons of it!" Dixie said, satisfied. Balto could only moan in reply, orgasm still wracking his mind.

When Balto's orgasm had calmed down, Jenna and Sylvie pulled Dixie off him with a wet sploop, and Sylvie took her place, downing Balto's dick into her hungry pussy, ignoring Balto's pleas for rest. Sylvie was taller than Jenna by a bit, and so she was able to take the entirety of his huge erection, including the knot, but, like Jenna, it took a while for her to accomplish it. Once she did, though, Balto knew he was not going to be let go until he gave her a serving of his delicious spunk. He ran a paw along her stretched belly, feeling his cock inside her, and the two shivered, before Balto howled when his balls, now being serviced diligently by Jenna, pulsed once again, filling Sylvie just like her friends, ending with a fully bloated womb.

"Mm, yeah, that's it, wolf-dog. Fill me up big. Even Steele couldn't do this to two bitches the same day," Sylvie moaned, placing a paw on her swollen stomach, feeling and hearing the gurgling inside.

Ever since, Balto had become the town's unofficial stud dog, with every female in town willing to take his huge dick. Balto had at first tried to stop it, wanting his session with Dixie and Sylvie to be a one off, but soon grew to enjoy it, even more so when Jenna gave her approval. His only demand was that he not breed anyone in heat, since he wanted his first litter to be with Jenna; he had to be a bit forceful with that one, since two heated bitches, so sure of themselves, had attempted to ambush him one day, but he made sure they didn't get a single drop of his cum.

A few months later, Balto was once again lying on his boat, waiting. Jenna had agreed to meet up with him there that night, and from the suggestive tone in her voice, Balto knew he and her would be fucking pretty much as soon as she got there. They had been mating pretty frequently over the months, Jenna's pussy growing used to Balto's dick, until she was able to easily handle his huge size. Of course, taking the knot was always a challenge, but the two both enjoyed forcing the swollen glands inside her so Balto can flood her tiny body.

Balto looked up when he heard pawsteps approaching and smiled. Jenna had arrived. She smiled back at him, before the two nuzzled.

"So how was your day?" Balto asked.

"It was fun - Rosy's gotten so much better," Jenna said.

"I'm glad to hear it; she's such a sweet girl," Balto said. Jenna just smiled, before she licked his cheek.

"Now, how about we get to why we're here?" she asked, smiling seductively. Balto gave a chuckle, saying, "You're such a slut."

Jenna laughed with him, before downing her head to his massive sheath, sniffling along it. She always enjoyed smelling his musk, letting it envelop her senses and help her direct her movements. Slowly, she extended her tongue, and licked along it. Balto shuddered and moaned, and his tip poke out its warm home, ready to greet her. Jenna smiled again as she lapped at the tip, coaxing it out further and further, backing up until his full, throbbing length was exposed, the knot slowly swelling at the base.

"Sometimes I still get amazed I can fit this thing," Jenna said, licking his tip and tasting his salty pre-cum.

"I still get amazed that I even _have_it," Balto said, sitting back and letting his dick stand up tall and proud. Jenna stifled a laugh, and slathered over his cock, getting it as wet with her saliva as she could.

Once Jenna was sure she had covered every inch of Balto's cock and now fully swollen knot with her saliva, she turned around and lifted her tail, exposing her wet and needy pussy. Balto grinned as he stood up and moved closer to her, taking a deep whiff of her scent, his erect cock throbbing in want.

"Ready to take me, Jen?" Balto asked, wagging his tail.

Jenna glanced behind her, and quietly whispered, "Yes..." She would never deny Balto access to her. She was his mate, his bitch, and nothing could change it.

Balto grinned as he hoped aboard, wrapping his forelegs around her hips as he positioned his tip to her opening. He smirked as he pushed forward, shoving his tip and part of his dick in her. Jenna moaned, feeling the familiar sensation of her walls expanding apart for her endowed husband. She looked back at Balto, grinning.

"Damn, you know how to treat a girl," she said. Balto laughed. "Come on, big boy, stop teasing me. Hurry up and fill me up," Jenna said, a small tone of impatience in her voice.

Balto grinned as he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You sure that's what you want?" Jenna nodded. Smirking now, Balto said, "Fine. But remember; you asked for it, bitch." With that, he gripped her hips harder, and shoved forwards hard.

Jenna yelped in shock, Balto's entire shaft spearing into her in one fell swoop, bulging her stomach and spreading her apart easily. Gasping, Jenna looked behind her, but before she could say anything, Balto started to rapidly hump her like a dog possessed, sawing his cock back and forth so fast his hips and balls were blurs, slapping_and _punching his knot against her slowly yielding mound.

The hybrid growled_possessively, continuing to hump Jenna hard and fast, determined to knot her before he came. He refused to let it be otherwise - Jenna was his main squeeze, and she _will take his knot every time he fucked her.

"B-Balto... Oh, oh God, fuck me!" Jenna screamed in pleasure, her cunt spasming as she came over his humungous cock, lubricating his way.

"Fuck, you're still so tight, Jen. Feels so good..." Balto muttered, still happily humping away. His knot was slowly making progress, stretching her apart as it pushed in, prying her folds apart. Only a few more thrusts, and he'd be locked inside her once again. "I'm gonna plug that hole and make sure nothing escapes - you'll be _waddling_back to town when I'm done with you," Balto grunted.

"Do it! Tie me! Fuck me until I'm just a cum-ball!" Jenna shouted. Balto gladly obliged her, thrusting back and forth three times in quick succession, hilting himself inside her warm, tight rump, making them both moan in pleasure. Once Jenna felt her belly bulgingly full of Balto's monumental dick, she yelled out loud, "Breed me, Balto! Fuck me full!"

Balto growled again, doing just that. He gave another, sharp thrust, before holding himself there as he erupted inside her. Loud, virile, and abundant squirts of potent wolf-dog cum flooded Jenna, more and more sperm filling her until her womb started to bulge and inflate, expanding beneath her until her stretched and swaying belly touched the ground below her. Jenna moaned, clenching around his fat cock with as much force as she could muster, not wanting to let him leave.

With so much cum filling Jenna, her body could only hold so much, the rest of it somehow managing to squeeze_past his colossal knot to spray the ground, _splatter Jenna's rump, and coat Balto's balls. But Balto kept at it, giving small, hard humps into Jenna, riding his orgasm to its fullest, determined to make his bitch know exactly who she belonged to.

News of Balto's heroics had spread across Alaska, and the whole of the United States, but that wasn't all. The newspapers that reported it had pictures of the wolf-dog, most of them just his head and torso, but some were full body images, including his hyper endowments, and words spread about. Everyone was amazed and intrigued at how a wolf-dog could have such huge assets, and even more so on how he was able to help lead a sled team through a blizzard.

So, a week after Balto and Jenna had their most recent sexual act, two researchers, Professors James Stumile and Arthur Wescot, and their assistant, Miss Claire Boscoe, had arrived at Nome, with the intention of studying Balto. The town's mayor, Daniel Artsone, was happy to oblige, and asked Rosy's father to fetch Balto from his boat while he helped the researchers set up their equipment.

Balto and Jenna were playing about outside Balto's boat with Rosy, the two canines running about, barking happily, while Rosy watched. The young girl was so happy that Balto and Jenna were together, and that Balto was, unofficially, her second dog.

Rosy looked towards the town, and looked confused when her father walked up to her. It wasn't time to return home yet.

"Dad?"

"Hey, Rosy. Sorry, but playtime's gonna have to be cut short today," her father said gently.

"Aww, why?" Rosy complained. Her father gave a small laugh.

"Don't worry, it's nothing you or Balto or Jenna did. There's someone in town who wants to see Balto," he explained.

"Really?" Rosy asked. By now, Balto and Jenna had caught onto the conversation, and padded up to stand beside the human girl.

"Yes. And we'd better get to them quickly. Come on, boy," Rosy's father said, petting Balto's head before motioning for him to follow. Balto did so, heading into the town with the adult man, while Jenna and Rosy accompanied him.

In the town, just outside the town hall, the mayor was still helping the researchers with their equipment.

"Still, the town has been recovering," the mayor said. He had been rambling on about the effects the diphtheria epidemic had on Nome for a while now.

"Mayor Artsone, no offence, but we're here to study...Claire, what was the dog's name again?" the elder of the two professors, Arthur, said, snapping his fingers in Claire's direction.

"Balto, sir," Claire responded promptly.

"Right, we're here to study Bopto," Arthur said, mishearing his assistant. Claire rolled her eyes as she pulled a tape measure from her bag.

Rosy's father had arrived, with Balto, Jenna, and Rosy in tow.

"Ah, there you are!" Mayor Artsone said, walking up to them. The three researchers held back.

"He's not...dangerous, is he?" James asked.

"No, no. He's perfectly calm. My daughter plays with him all the time; haven't seen him harm her or my dog," Rosy's father said, patting Balto's back for a second. Balto wagged his tail happily.

"Right, well, I suppose we might as well crack on," Arthur said, clapping his hands together once.

"We'll leave you to it. Come on, Rosy," Rosy's father said, taking his daughter's hand and leading her away. Jenna stayed behind.

"Hey there, boy. We're just gonna run a few tests on you," Claire said gently, kneeling down before Balto to make sure the wolf-dog wasn't going to run away.

Except, it quickly transpired that the researchers were severely underprepared and underinformed.

They first wanted to weigh Balto himself, an easy enough task, but next wanted to weigh how heavy his balls were. Due to their sheer size, James decided it would be best to measure the weight of just one orb, and then double it to know the total weight. Except when they tried to do so, after struggling to heft Balto's ball onto the scales, the scales immediately gave up, breaking in half and, in an almost comical fashion, having the number dial spring off with a boing!

"I...wasn't expecting that," James said, examining the damaged scales.

"Claire, did you set the scales correctly?" Arthur asked.

"Of course I did!" Claire said, indignant at the question. "But it doesn't matter - evidently, the dog's too heavy for the scales," she said a second later, calmer.

"What was the maximum those scales could handle?" Arthur asked.

"Thirty kilos, Arthur," James said.

"So his testicles are heavier than thirty kilos? Fascinating - I wonder how he can move about," Arthur said, muttering to himself. Claire wrote something down on a clipboard. Balto just sat where he was, watching the humans, wagging his tail, like a big, cute puppy. "Right, time to measure him," Arthur continued.

Measuring Balto went a little better than weighing him, but still had a small mess up. The measures his body length from nose to tail tip, then his body's circumference, followed by the length and circumference of his sheath, and the circumference of one of his balls. Having recorded the information down, Arthur decided he wanted to know the wolf-dog's length when erect, ignoring Claire's bemused stare.

It took a few minutes to get the wolf-dog erect, a task that Claire and James both wanted over quickly, before Claire made to measure him. Except while she was able to get the length of his knot, and the thickness of the shaft, she was unable to fully measure the entire penis, the tape falling short a few inches.

"Really, now? He's bigger than our tape too?" James asked, incredulous.

"It's okay, I can measure the rest," Claire said curtly, noting where the tape stopped along the glistening flesh and measuring the remaining length, before noting down both records, and then putting down the total.

"What else do we need to know?" Arthur asked, patting Balto's stomach while the wolf-dog lay on his back, his dick still erect but slowly shrinking back into his sheath.

"You wanted to know how much the dog produces, and take some back for more testing," Claire said.

"Ah, yes. We did bring the right equipment this time, yes?" Arthur asked, standing up.

"Yes, sir. But it'll be tricky - we didn't know how big the boy way, so we had to guess in our order for it," Claire said, opening a crate to reveal a large milking device, with a pipe connecting to a fairly large container.

"I'm sure it'll work. Only real question is, how do we get it on him without scaring him?" James asked.

"I'm sure he'll be fine," Arthur said dismissively. Claire and James exchanged some nervous looks.

Inserting Balto's softening cock into the milker was fairly easy, Balto not making any complaints, but even partially flaccid, his dick filled the whole thing. Once the seal was fastened, Claire nodded to James. He nodded as well, and turned the machine on.

Immediately, Balto whimpered, feeling the strong suction from the device as it started to attempt to bring him to orgasm, the vibrations helping his receding cock harden again. Claire and Arthur attempted to calm him down, both rubbing and petting him, but Balto still gave off some short whines amidst groans of pleasure. Except Claire had noticed his dick was erecting again, and cracks were starting to form on the device.

"Um, sir?" she said.

"Claire, it'll be fine," Arthur said.

Balto was fully hard now, and more cracks were appearing in the glass, mainly around the base, where his knot was desperate to fully form. Even so, the vibrations and suction were so pleasurable to Balto that he couldn't do anything. He could feel his balls start to tighten, threatening to spill his entire load.

And five minutes later, he did. With a loud howl, Balto let loose, warm, wet goo splurting out his cock, only to be pumped through the pipe into the container. But there was so much of it, the container was soon overflowing, Balto's orgasm still going strong, before the pipe burst off, and started to spray his potent sperm on the ground. And even worse, the cracks in the milker started leaking cum as well, adding to the pool that was forming.

"W-well, at the very least we got _some_info," James joked, trying to make light of the situation.

The three left Nome later that day, after gathering up their equipment (or what remained of it), while Balto, wanting to rest for the day, went back to his boat with Jenna.

Another week later, Balto was in Nome with Jenna, when he discovered a peculiar development. Ever since his 'public' orgasm, Balto had noticed many of the males in the town were acting pretty strange around him, until finally they all admitted a deep desire to want to be dominated by him. As it turned out, Balto's musk was so virile that even males found themselves unable to deny that Balto outweighed them all. Balto was surprised at the development, but grew accustomed to it after a while.

Two days after the development, Balto was walking down a street with Jenna, the male looking a bit uncomfortable at all the stares he was getting.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to how my life keeps changing," Balto said, having to shake his head when a male husky passed by, hiking his tail in a clear sign of wanting to be mounted.

"You will. Besides, it makes sense. You're the most virile and well-endowed male in the world; surely every other male would want to submit. I doubt even Steele would be immune," Jenna said, gently nudging Balto's side.

"You're not the one who's got every dog in Nome staring at him," Balto pointed out. Even his teammates were not immune, with Kaltag and Star, the two huskies who took the positions directly behind Balto, often making remarks about Balto, mainly since their view whilst running was pretty much solely of Balto's ginormous balls as they bounced and jostled about.

"No, but I do enjoy staring at him," Jenna joked. Balto scoffed as they walked on.

It took another three days, but Balto soon grew used to it, and then started to enjoy it, every now and then enjoying having anyone in town, from the regular bitches to even the manliest of dogs, want to lick, suck, and have his dick fuck them, not having any problems in letting males try and force his cock up their asses.

Jenna's heat started a month after, and Balto, his desire to breed her taking over his mind, found himself filling her with his cock, knot, and cum for the entire duration of it. Jenna's belly was so swollen by the end of her heat that she looked as though she wouldn't decrease in size for years. And the litter she ended up bearing certainly didn't help.

The pups were born nine weeks later, all healthy and big, and, to Balto's surprise and astonished delight, the males took after him, with their genitals clearly being far bigger than they should be. Jenna was perfectly content, looking over her little bundles of fur as they squirmed about to feed.

But heat season in dogs also meant it was breeding season for wolves, and Balto soon learnt that being half-wolf and hyper in those times would come with consequences. He had woken up one morning, having slept the majority of the night, thanks to having bred most of the fertile bitches in the town the previous day, to find that a swarm of she-wolves had come to his boat, all desperate for their own fill of half-wolf hyper dick.

"W-what are you all doing here?" Balto asked, looking down from the boat's deck at the females before him.

"We're here for you, hot stuff!" an older-looking wolf called up.

"Yeah, we need you to breed us!" another shouted.

"Huh? Don't you have packs?" Balto asked, confused.

"Who cares? We want you!" they all shouted.

Balto was unsure. It was one thing to be Nome's breeder, but to mate with a bunch of unknown wolves? While they were in heat? Surely, he couldn't.

And yet, much to the hybrid's surprise, breed them he did. All of the she-wolves were enamoured with his endowments, and they were all willing to take him.

Balto was in the middle of breeding the fifteenth wolf, with three more waiting their turns, when he heard angry _growling_approaching. He looked, and, terrified, found nine big, angry male wolves heading in his direction.

"So you're the one who took our females?!" the biggest wolf shouted.

"W-wait, I didn't..." Balto began, but he was unable to finish his sentence, as a hard clench from his current bitch made him groan, hot cum splurting out his dick and into her swelling womb.

"You need to learn you're place, dog!" a second male said.

"Yeah! Those bitches are ours, not some stupid mutt's!"

The males made to attack, but they stopped. A strong whiff of Balto's musk had reached their noses. They looked at the fifteen wolves Balto had already bred. The first fourteen were happily lounging about, contently stroking their heavily bloated bellies, while the fifteenth moaned and humped messily, ensuring she gets Balto's litter. The male wolves looked at each other again. And, to Balto's surprise, they calmed down, and submitted to the superior male. The biggest male immediately went over to Balto and started to lap at his balls, making Balto moan appreciatively, and the others followed suit, all gathering around Balto to help pleasure and service him.

When day turned to night, the wolves left, the females swollen and swaying with cum, and the males coated in sperm, some of them as swollen as the females. Balto watched them go, stroking a paw across his erect dick, letting pre-cum pool on the floor before him. He grinned. Here he was, a mere wolf-dog, yet he was so virile that even alpha wolves wanted to submit to him.

Smiling contently with his life, Balto laid on his side, still rubbing his shaft. The content father knew, with absolute certainty, that he was going to have more fun in the coming future.