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The fall weather was perfect for a camping trip or at least that's what the otter's friends said. He on the other hand would have rather not gone on such a trip, the camping life was not for him and would rather be home doing anything else. At least his friend had a trailer though so he didn't have to sleep on the hard ground in a sleeping bag like when he was younger. The first night had gone alright but outside of a couple hours around the fire he found himself bored out of his mind. Tomorrow should be a little better though since they were planning on swimming in a lake near the campsite.

After lunch the otter and his friends went to the lake in their swimwear. Luckily even though it was fall the weather was still warm enough to go for a swim. He stayed in a lot longer than the others, enjoying the water more than the rest of the trip so far. A few hours later his friends were wanting to leave but the otter stayed behind, saying they'd walk back before nightfall. They'd lose track of time or the otter would at least, zoning out the rest of the world while he relaxed.

Watching the sunset from the lake and the full moon rise into the air, its reflection visible on the water. Getting a little startled as he heard a howl and immediately looking in the direction of the campsite as well as the coastline. "That isn't funny Zack!" He yelled out thinking it must have been his wolf friend playing a prank on him especially after his werewolf story last night by the fire. Hearing it again he scrambles for the shore, not wanting to take the chance that it isn't a prank.

Upon reaching the shore the otter would immediately look up and notice the massive wolf, having to be nearly twice his size. Before he could scramble back into the water he felt that large hand grab onto the scruff of his neck and lift him to his feet. Barely struggling as he was too scared to move, staring right at the werewolf's crotch since it was at eye level for him. He felt the hand release its grip on his neck but stayed behind his head before gently pressing his face against those massive balls. The otter knew deep down this was wrong but part of him also found it kind of hot especially once they appeared to be gentle. It didn't help that he had always liked the idea of werewolves as well as his love of huge balls. Giving in to his own desires as well, he gave the massive fluffy orbs a nuzzle as his face was buried against them by the large hand.

His initial fears were disappearing with each passing second as the pad on the larger male's thumb gently pet over his ear while he nuzzles along the balls. Feeling encouraged to continue the otter would slowly nuzzle his way up those balls until his nose pressed against the base of the sheath and gave it a long and slow slurp. The moonlight was just enough for him to see the black fur that coated the entire body of the wolf and the small shiver in reaction to his lick. Zack's fur was a lot lighter than this so it surely couldn't have been his friend. Those thoughts immediately disappeared though once the tip of the werewolf's shaft poked free from the sheath and he felt the hand on the back of his head push his muzzle against it.

The werewolf had to crouch down a little due to the size difference as the otter opened his muzzle to suck on the tip of the shaft. It much like the rest of the wolf was massive, feeling like he'd barely be able to get any of it into his jaws. The more he sucked and licked over the tip of the shaft, he'd find more of it filling his jaws before it pressed against the back of his throat. He was a bit scared by the action, thinking there was no way he could possibly fit anymore into his mouth let alone his throat. He'd soon find himself powerless in that regard as the hand kept his head firmly there, letting out a muffled groan both in discomfort and pleasure as it started to bulge out his throat. Relaxing his body as he started to enjoy it more wonder just how much more shaft could possibly be hidden away in that sheath.

It wouldn't be long until he found that answer as his muzzle kissed the swelling knot while he could feel the tip of it in his chest. At this point he'd feel himself get lifted into the air, going upside down as he was held in those strong arms. He'd then feel the wolf walk back some until he was against a tree and brace himself against it. Finding out why soon after as his body was lifted off the shaft, the tip of which nearly exited his throat before he was lowered back down onto it, the bucking hips helped drive it in faster. Tensing up at first before relaxing as his body got used to the action and the massive dick stretching him out.

Once he was relaxed enough he could then focus on what was happening and enjoy himself. Noticing the warmth filling his throat, he'd swallow around the shaft to stimulate it. The warmth as he'd find out though was the werewolf's pre as it started to leak out of his mouth after thoroughly slickening up his esophagus with it and filling his belly with whatever he swallowed.

His mind was still a bit conflicted every now and then as he knew this was wrong but part of him was still enjoying himself even with his mouth and throat getting ravaged by the werewolf. With each passing second he lost more of himself to his basic desires until his lust overcame his reasoning. At that time he felt the knot push hard against his muzzle before stretching his jaws more than he ever had before to take it in. A few short thrusts afterwards, he'd feel the werewolf tense up as they hit their climax and a massive load flooded their belly. The cock was deep enough that it was easily able to just pump it into his stomach with ease, emptying those balls into him. He could feel his stomach swell from the load with very little of it dripping down the shaft and out of his mouth.

The werewolf then sat down with the otter held against their body, tugging on their shaft every few seconds as they tried to dislodge the knot safely from the otter's muzzle. After a few minutes they were finally able to do so then lifted the smaller make off of their shaft. Having to cough a couple times once they were off of it, a bit of cum flying out of their mouth as they did so. The otter would then find himself set down between their legs as the hand gently pet their head. Enjoying the soft touch from the massive creature especially after they were so thoroughly manhandled.

This wouldn't last long though as the werewolf's other hand pressed down on his shaft while lifting the otter's head up. He took the hint and started licking over the massive spire, cleaning it of the mess. Though that wasn't what the werewolf had in mind as they pressed the otter's muzzle against the tip of his shaft then inside of it. Panicking a little upon feeling his muzzle then his entire head getting stuffed inside of that shaft. Arms flailing winding before he grabbed hold of the shaft and tried to pull himself free. He was far too weak between all the swimming earlier and the werewolf fucking his mouth to really put up much of a fight.

His arms would then get grabbed and held against the sides of his body as the werewolf stuffed more of him inside the massive throbbing shaft. Having to tuck his shoulders in tightly upon being crammed inside the tight flesh followed by this chest. Unable to move his biceps as they were firmly pinned to his sides by the cock, and finding nothing to grab hold of with what he could move. Pre continuing to leak out of the shaft and coat his already wet upper body. The werewolf had no real trouble getting that slickened and slender furry body down their shaft as the belly followed in easily.

Upon reaching the hips, the otter would find his muzzle pressing past the base of the shaft and into the wolf's sack. His head getting dunked in the cum, making him wiggle more as he was submerged in the thick stick liquid. Outside the tip pressed against his swim trunks for a moment before the werewolf would grab onto them and rip them off, revealing the otter's modest hard cock and balls. His legs would then be grabbed and held together leaving only that tail to thrash about as they were pressed down into the shaft and thrusted at. The right nut bulging out as more of the otter vanished down the shaft and filled it out.

Inside the otter was luckily able to get his head back above the cum as more of his body joined him. Unluckily his wiggling seemed to have no effect on helping him escape and if anything just made him disappear faster. Once his hands were able to be pulled free from his sides as his upper body entered the sack, he'd start pushing at the flesh containing him even rubbing a bit hoping to get them off as a last ditch effort to free themselves. While this pleased the wolf it did nothing to slow down their descent while the last of the legs sunk inside. The kicking paws and thrashing tail vanishing down the tip soon after trapping him completely inside the beast.

Curled up tightly inside the sack, he'd continue to wiggle, rub and push up the way he came in but he found himself completely trapped and at the werewolf's mercy. The rising cum just made him squirm all the more especially as his own body started to feel an odd tingle all over. Minutes would pass and he'd start to feel weaker and softer as his body started to convert into the wolf's load. After half an hour of struggling the otter would find that he couldn't feel his arms, legs or tail. Basically just flopping like a fish on land in the pool of cum around him before he slowly sank into it and melted away completely over the next several minutes.

Outside the werewolf had started to move away from the lake and into the woods away from prying eyes. Their sack was heavily sloshing between their legs, slowly starting to redistribute and balance out once the otter had completely melted away. Groping over their balls feeling the weight of them and just how soft they were now that they were full. Curling up under a tree as they started to turn back into their normal self, leaving them confused as to what happened exactly but knowing deep down what might have.