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"Glad to have that little distraction taken care of..."

"Emphasis on little?"

"I know they say that there's strength in numbers and all that, but I think size is where the real advantage lies."

"Stop bragging about yours, then," Tess rolled her eyes, keeping her tail lifted over the scene of carnage that used to be a friendly, cozy park. "And put it back to work already!"

After giving him the gift of his new, massive form, Tess felt that Randall wasn't quite paying his dividends just yet, even though he'd already stuffed her body once and used the yield from the act to literally drown a police force. Those who weren't rushed into the pond by the epic flood of cum were crushed by the weight of it before they were pushed far out of sight and mind; those lucky enough to escape with their lives were too dumbfounded by what they'd seen to bother trying to fight back.

Somewhere on the other end of town, a task force was mobilizing with the knowledge that real, giant monsters had somehow come to life...but they were taking a break from the chaos for a moment, now that they finally had privacy, something that was terrible difficult to find at such a size.

"If you insist," Randall growled, turning his attention away from the lake he'd created only moments before. He'd gotten past his initial guilt about the destruction his new form caused, allowing the devious influence that Tess imparted on him to keep a grin on his face, even when his tall, canine ears could just pick up on the final, agonized cries of citizens and officers that succumbed to his rampage.

He was happy to take a break from all of that, but there was no denying the terrible energy that was still built up in his body. "Insist? I'm getting ready to fall asleep over here," Tess flickered her tail at his tummy as he finally knelt over her massive form to mount her again. "If it took you any longer, I was gonna start making my own dildo from a tree..."

"Seems like a really easy way to get splinters in a very bad place."

"Still more filling than what you're doing for me right now."

Tess was foremost expert at pushing buttons on her partners, and Randall was hardly ready for such a treatment, especially with the base of his shaft already hotdogging between the full, smooth curves of her backside. The base of her tail was coiling around his member, stroking it back to a full, throbbing erection in her impatience, but her lips were curled in a grin as she felt the giant canine trembling so easily at her touch.

"Is it just me, or do you want to be sore in the morning?" Randall slammed his fists down into the ground on either side of her arms, forcing the earth to yield small craters around his knuckles. Though it wasn't his intention at first, they made for excellent leverage as his torso went rigid, and his hips bucked forth, stabbing the tapered tip of his length against her pouting folds.

She was still deliciously tight, even after the first round...but now that Randall was starting to figure out how to maneuver size a titanic body, she didn't think she'd get off the hook so easily.

"When you finally bury your whole bone in my backyard, maybe we can start talking about soreness," she taunted, eager to feel what he was really capable of when he was pushed to the edge. "You're not even halfway in yet, and you're talking so high and mighty...it'd be a real turn on, if you had any follow-through."

Forming craters in the ground around her wasn't going to be enough, and Randall was getting the message through his skull sooner than later.

Nice as the leverage was, those paws picked themselves up, finding a much friendly texture in the soft, plush fur upon her breasts. "You're just desperate to get speared on my cock, aren't you?"

Tess finally whimpered with delight as she felt thick, heavy pawpads squeezing the sides of her breasts and forcing more of the warmth of her essence to her tender nipples. As she arched forward, they dragged against the tiny blades of grass, lending a delicate tickle to the whole of her torso.

As the shiver made its way down her spine, Tess clenched up around Randall, forcing him to do more than give a curious, probing thrust if he wanted to truly learn her body. "I thought I made that painfully obvious, Randall. Are you gonna start taking this seriously, or do I need to flip you over and show you how the fuck it's done?"

That was less of a threat than Tess intended, but she was in luck as Randall dug his claws into her flesh, holding her chest tight as his hips drove forward with such force that the ground shook around his knees. New cracks formed in the earth under their trembling bodies as his thighs drew the rest of his body back in a quick recoil, and finally, the whole of Tess' womanhood was spread around the plentiful length that Randall's new form was blessed with.

She actually _hated_the idea of praising him so readily, but she couldn't help the blissful moan that flattened the bushes around her muzzle. "I think I know v-very well how to fuck a bitch like you," he claimed, even though it was his first afternoon in that form. "If nothing else, I've got all day to figure it out, don't I?"

The freedom of having her breasts released was a welcome surprise to Tess, who felt large, thick digits roaming down her torso, until Randall settled them on the front of her thighs, cupping the edges of her hips.

Her claws dug new trenches in the beaten soil as a wider grin took her muzzle. "That's a good s-step in the right direction, big guy. Don't let me down."

Keeping the whole of his shaft buried inside her, Randall hardly drew his hips back enough to manage a thrust, but it was quick and deep, just like she needed it to be. She could feel the warmth of his groin pressing down against her backside as he bottomed out inside of her welcoming sex, and all the encouragement he needed to go even harder was a delicate squeeze of his canine tip as her inner muscles did their best to hug around the rapidly moving flesh.

He was still holding out on her just a little bit, and knowing that was a delight for her; they were just getting warmed up, and she needed the hardest fuck that he could possibly manage.

"Don't rush," she ordered him in a hurried gasp, wanting to know the full delight of being taken at this size by a man that was actually worthy of her bodice. "Fuck me hard, b-but...take it slow, Randall."

The overconfidence of his new, larger form would get him in trouble plenty of times later on, but Randall was grateful to Tess for the new world that she'd unlocked for him, and he wanted to make that clear in his actions as much as in his words.

Those words were hidden under an eager gasp as he hesitated for a moment, only to pound his hips forth and bury his cock as deep as her body would allow it to reach. "Is...that...a bit more...what you had in mind?"

Timing his every breath with the slow, hammering thrusts that came from his hips, Randall was making it tough for Tess to resist her own climax right at the get-go, but she knew that she could bounce right back and move into the second round if Randall just happened to find all the right spots.

She wasn't so sure about his endurance, and she wasn't going to risk her climax over that.

"Tess, it...f-feels like-

"I know exactly what my body is doing," she assured him. Her fangs held together in a tight, frustrated grit, but it was the glare she tossed his direction that kept him on pace, more than anything. "And yours is not allowed to stop, and certainly not allowed to cum just yet."

Fairness wasn't such a black and white concept in the bedroom, and that was especially true when you and your partner literally couldn't fit in a bedroom. Despite having to avoid such limits, Randall felt as though he was a dog on a leash, being given just enough freedom to explore his new form, albeit with the occasional reminder of who was really in charge.

That he was able to keep his slow, powerful gait and leave her insides delightfully sore was just what Tess was after, and no part of her body could keep from quivering when the throes of an orgasm started welling up inside of her.

His approach was so slow that she could nearly count the number of pumps she would need to get there before she actually reached that highest bliss, and counting down proved to be quite the gleeful form of anticipation.

"Just...a c-couple more, Randall...don't you dare cum yet!"

The familiar pulse and throb against her inner walls revealed just how much Randall was enjoying himself, but she could feel his restraining efforts in each pass, evidenced by the shakiness of his thighs as they came to rest against her form.

With a measured clench, she knew she could get him off on the next thrust, but she was losing control of her inner workings; what came next was entirely up to their own desires.

"Trying...n-not to..." his voice was filled with effort as he continued to pile-drive at her backside, giving all of his weight while moving as slowly as the act would allow. There was such a delicious fullness in having Randall buried inside, but just as much as that, Tess loved the slow draw of his length as it slipped back out of her, leaving her twitching with anticipation of the next move. "But it's so...d-damn...hard!"

She wanted to make a joke at his expense, but even managing the double entendre was proving impossible. She'd expected the unusual pace to make her release a powerful one, but the very earth beneath her massive paws started to shake as she clenched upon it, raking her claws through grass and dirt, leaving rows so massive that they would have looked more in place on a farm than in the middle of a park. Under her settled knees, divots the size of small caverns were forming as she passed Randall's weight into the ground, leaving a mark of their lovemaking that could have passed for a natural wonder.

The subtle juices of her climax were normally enough to make a bit of a mess, but they were akin to waterfalls in her larger state, leaving a flooded trail down her inner thighs and marking the grass with warm, slick puddles. "It's almost your turn, baby," she assured him, pumping back at his driving hips with all the weight her full, supple backside could manage. "Just keep...f-fucking me...just like that! Yes!"

Her delighted howls reached the edges of the city, and the shockwaves of a macro's climax embraced Randall with sensations that he'd never known before. Feeling them firsthand, he knew that he wouldn't last much longer even if he held still, but the soft earth was starting to crack around their efforts, leaving the park in ruins.

As she graced his length with the fruits of her release, Tess slammed the ground with a fist, crushing what was left of an already ruined pathway beneath it. The clap of their bodies meeting was such that people on the outskirts of their local downtown were flipping through the channels to see what all the fuss was about, and that was all before Randall even had a chance to get off.

Her words told him that it wasn't allowed, but her body was simply begging for his seed, as inner muscles clenched and squeezed at a length that simply couldn't take anymore.

That such a behemoth of a man could feel fear was hard enough to believe, but if you truly knew Tess, you knew why he was fearful of her wrath when his lips finally parted for those damning words: "G...Gonna cum, Tess...I can't-

"Don't you fucking dare, Randall! Just k-keep going!"

Her demands were impressive enough, and just when her orgasm was fading into the background of their act, she felt his hips starting to drive like a proper canine, pumping into her haunches with short, choppy thrusts, carrying the whole of his backside into every pass.

She could hardly believe that such a massive body could move that fast; even the trees bent in their disbelief as the wind dispersed by his rapid movements threatened to knock them over.

Though her ears wilted with frustration at his lack of endurance, Tess couldn't ignore the welling of a second peak to follow the first. She wanted to lash back at him for his sudden failure, but the sheer physical effort he provided was enough to keep her crying out with further delights, even as she felt the first gush of cum spreading up her inner walls and splashing into her womb.

"Damn it," she groaned, as if she wasn't loving every gallon of seed that poured into her body. "Fine then, you s-stupid mutt...just...make it worth my while!"

The earth was shifting beneath her as Randall's hind legs scrambled up, tearing massive treads through the yielding dirt as he looked for new traction. His back was hunched to aid his hips as they pummeled the wolfess into the ground in a way that she rarely allowed, but she knew there was no use trying to stop a fellow canine when they were pushed to the edge.

She was just grateful for the plentiful throbs of his length inside of her, occurring so rapidly that they strived to simulate a vibrator. She was starting to drool quietly as her mind went blank, but she made sure to push back forcefully against his eager advances, wanting to remind him that his position over the top of her wasn't quite the same as actually being on top.

Judging by the wild flail of his tongue as his muzzle hung open and the reckless abandon of his twitching hips, he didn't mind her method of establishing dominance.

"That's it, you mongrel..." her voice was riddled with hints of frustration in every word, but her body sang a different tune as inner walls milked the last of Randall's seed from his body, even when the plentiful bulb of his knot was only just starting to kiss at her folds. "Make this worth your while, too, because you are not getting off the hook for this one..."

In the immediate aftermath, they'd both be too exhausted to do much more than rest in the decimated park and the puddles of juices that they'd left behind, but knowing that they could have gone so much longer was already planting a new seed of frustration in Tess.

The park was just the second stop on their tour of destruction; there was an entire city yet to be ruined, and she was already coming up with some delightfully kinky ways to reduce the city to smoldering rubble.