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*Authors note: This is the first time I've written in over 8 years. As such I am extremely rusty, and appreciate any and all feedback. Just to clarify: there will be no gore or snuff in this story.

It took a little coordination between Meress and the giant boar before they managed to get his trousers unstuck. Half-kneeling in front of Garm, the green dragoness had a front-row seat to the unveiling of the male's enormous cock. Inch by inch she helped tug the boar's leggings down, slowly revealing more and more of the boar's oversized tool. In the process Meress was given ample time to study the colossal member. Surrounded by large thicket of black pubic hair, the massive shaft had a brown color, slightly darker than the color of Garm's skin. A number of veins snaked down the surface, visibly pulsing as they transferred more blood to the huge organ.

The green dragoness felt her anxiety increase when she realized the boar was not fully erect yet. Staring at the visible portion of the fat shaft, Meress was almost afraid to make a guess as to its dimensions. Glancing at her own arm, the dragoness came to the unpleasant conclusion that the massive cock was probably wider than both of her arms put together. Shuddering at the thought of the giant boar forcing that monster inside of her, she tried to keep calm, breathing deeply to slow her heartbeat.

Meress reminded herself of the suggestion Garm's companion had made. If she made the huge boar orgasm through a rimjob, he wouldn't try to fuck her afterwards. To be truthful, the dragoness was well aware that Marl had merely suggested that plan, and that Garm was under no obligation to follow it. In fact, the rational part of her mind was telling her the giant boar most likely intended to fuck her regardless of the rimjob, but Meress didn't want to think about the consequences of being penetrated by the male. As such, the dragoness clung fiercely to the unlikely possibility that Garm would be satisfied with just a rimjob.

Meress was brought out of her thoughts when she noticed a strange sensation growing in her body. Shifting restlessly on her paws, the dragoness tried to identify the feeling. It seemed to be slowly radiating throughout her entire body, making her feel warmer and increasing her heart rate. The dragoness shivered, noticing that her cheeks were burning. Taking a deep breath to try to slow her heartbeat again, she instead felt her heart jump in response.

Her eyes widening, the dragoness realized what was going on. She had been inhaling the boar's musk. Being so close to his crotch, Meress was practically bathing in the male's potent scent. More of the powerful musk invaded her nostrils with every breath she took. The dragoness shivered again, trying to ignore the smell, but now that she had figured out it was affecting her body it suddenly became almost impossible to avoid noticing it.

Red faced, the dragoness redoubled her efforts to remove Garm's pants so that she could get away from the source of the boar's heavy, virile scent. Grunting with exertion, Meress grabbed the lower end of the left legging and pulled hard. The fabric slipped a few inches downwards, briefly got stuck, but then gave way entirely. Finally freed from its tight confines, the boar's massive cock jumped upwards. The dragoness barely avoided getting hit by it, the tip of the fat member swinging an inch past her muzzle.

Meress stared wide-eyed at the monstrous shaft. Seeing its entirety in the flesh was almost humbling. The huge penis was topped by a fat cockhead, which was covered by a large amount of foreskin. The rest of the thick shaft had a smoothly rounded surface, except for the underside, where the urethra bulged out along the bottom of the thick length.

Still kneeling, the dragoness was also given a full view of the boar's enormous testicles. Hanging very low between Garm's legs, his loose sack was hairy and wrinkly, but nonetheless seemed to bulge from the size of two huge balls contained within. Meress wondered how much the seed-producing orbs weighed.

"Ahhh..." Garm's voiced rumbled deeply as he let out a relieved moan. Reaching down, the towering boar wrapped his hand around his turgid length. Calmly giving his fat cock a couple of full-length jerks, the boar gave a satisfied grunt. As he did so, a large drop of white pre-cum emerged from the tip before it extended downwards. The slimy liquid clung to the boar's foreskin for a few seconds before finally separating and falling to the ground.

Distracted by the spectacle in front of her, Meress did not move away from the spot in front of Garm's body while she continued to stare at the boar's enormous member. This proved to be a mistake when a concentrated cloud of heavy musk hit her face, having been unleashed along with the rest of the boar's genitalia. The dragoness gasped as the intense musk flooded her nostrils. She could only describe the smell as a mixture of pure virility and extreme masculinity. The effects on her body were instantaneous. Almost instinctively, the dragoness clenched her pelvis. Squirming with her legs, Meress scrambled to get up and step back. The dragoness found herself almost panting as she realized she had become painfully conscious of her erogenous zones. The fat nipples on her massive tits were rock-hard, and there was wetness between her legs.

Biting her lip, Meress repeated the mantra of breathing in and out in order to calm herself. Now that she had put some space between her and the hulking boar, she was able to breathe normal air again. To her frustration however, the dragoness could still detect the presence of the boar's powerful musk. It was almost as if the potent musk had taken up residence inside her nose, and it continued to work its magic on her body.

Luckily, Garm did not seem to be in a hurry to move on. Instead, the giant boar was thoroughly checking himself out, inspecting his fat cock from multiple angles and even lifting up his testicles. Meress figured he was afraid his constricted trousers had caused injuries. Considering the overjoyed look the boar's face, he must not have found any. The male's distraction allowed the green dragoness to calm herself down somewhat and get her heart rate under control. Unfortunately, while Meress was able to regain her focus, she remained achingly aware of the continued hypersensitivity of her erogenous zones. She swore she could feel even the slightest air currents moving over the sensitive scales covering her enormous boobs. As much as she wished it wasn't so, the dragoness felt excited.

Swallowing, Meress looked away for a second to check on her sister. Her eyes widened when she saw Veriss kneeling in front of Marl, the purple dragoness in the process of licking the boar's heavy gut clean. Meress winced at the humiliating and filthy act, but after a few seconds she realized she was about to do something far nastier than the tonguebath her sister was giving.

That realization helped the dragoness remind herself of what was at stake. Taking a deep breath, she cleared her mind and gathered her resolve.

Somehow, someway, she was going to make Garm orgasm by licking his asshole.

Closing her eyes, Meress suppressed a shudder, and instead began to recall the passage about rimming from the sexual instruction manual. Blessed by her superior memory, the words and sentences quickly began to take shape inside of her mind. The dragoness wryly noted how fortunate it turned out to be that her youthful horniness had made her read through the entire tome, despite having been thoroughly grossed out numerous times.

"Not thinking about backing out, are ya?" Garm's booming voice had a smug tone to it. "If you don't wanna, I can just fuck you instead." The boar sounded eager for that eventuality. Meress felt strangely confident when she turned to face him. While the task seemed daunting, she at least knew what to do. Taking a deep breath, the dragoness put a pleasant smile on her face before responding to the giant boar. "Of course not, sir, I'm looking forward to sucking on your tailhole. I will make sure your first rimjob will be a memorable one." She noticed Garm had finished undressing himself by taking off his boots.

The giant boar looked back at her skeptically, but he sounded mildly amused when he replied with his deep voice. "All right, I'll give it a shot." Crossing his arms, Garm's rumbling voice continued. "But this had better be good. If I don't enjoy what you're doing to my asshole, I won't hesitate to turn you around and shove my cock up your asshole instead." Casually looking around, the boar rumbled. "How do you want to do this?"

Meress felt her heart spike briefly from the boar's threat, but she quickly pushed the anxiety down again. She couldn't afford showing even the slightest hesitation if she was going to make this work. Instead, the dragoness began looking around her bedchamber, her mind working fast to figure out the logistics of the operation. She hadn't considered how she was going to give the boar a rimjob, but the sexual instruction manual had included some information about positions, so all Meress needed to do was to create the right set-up.

Deciding to keep it simple so as not to test Garm's patience (something that had caused her a lot of pain earlier on), Meress searched for a chair. There was a smaller chair standing in the middle of the room, only a few feet away from the dragoness, but she decided to go with one of the bigger, sturdier looking chairs that were standing against the far wall. Walking over, Meress grabbed it and dragged it over to a waist-high cabinet located against one of the side walls. Turning the chair so that its back faced the wooden cabinet, Meress placed the chair in front of the cabinet at a distance of about one and half feet. Then, the she turned towards the towering boar and gestured invitingly at him.

Already looking slightly impatient, Garm approached the chair, though he seemed entirely clueless as to what the dragoness intended. Anticipating this, Meress spoke up. "Okay, now stand in front of the chair, then put one foot on the chair - whichever you prefer - and lean forward. You can use the cabinet to support yourself."

Garm frowned slightly at being ordered around, but he lifted his left foot and placed it on the chair. Taking a final, skeptical look at Meress, the giant boar turned to face the wall. Putting his big hands on the edges of the cabinet, he hunched forward.

Meress waited until Garm was in position. Stepping behind the giant boar, the dragoness suddenly felt nervous as the reality of what she was about to do started to sink in.

She was about to put her tongue inside someone else's asshole.

Staring down at the boar's posterior, Meress got her first look at his hindquarters. The first thing she saw was a short and stringy tail. Below it were the boar's glutes; large, round and muscled.

Her heart hammering in her throat, Meress lowered herself into a squatting position in order to bring her head below the boar's ass. The dragoness was well aware that she could be down here for a while, and she hoped she could handle the strain on her legs. She suspected, however, that leg pain would be the least of her worries.

Now staring up at the boar's thick butt cheeks, Meress could just about make out the dark edges of the male's asscrack hiding between the two muscled half-globes. It looked like the simple act of prying those big strong asscheeks apart was going to be a challenge in of itself. Unless, of course, the big boar helped her out a bit. The dragoness swallowed before speaking up. "Um..." She muttered hesitatingly. "Can you spread your stance a bit?"

Garm grumbled in response, but he complied by straightening up and grabbing the chair. Moving it to the left, the boar then shifted his other foot further to the right. The male leaned forward again, once more presenting his huge rear to the dragoness squatting behind him.

Looking up at the boar's slightly spread butt cheeks from only half a dozen inches away, Meress struggled to maintain her composure. The dragoness wasn't sure she had ever been this nervous before. She knew, however, that this was her only chance to avoid being penetrated by the boar. She had to succeed, no matter what. Feeling her determination returning, Meress forced herself to breathe slowly while she repeated the relevant passages from the sexual instruction manual in her mind.

"Oy! You gonna do something back there? Or you just wasting my time hoping I won't rape your ass?" The angry, booming voice reverberated from the wall in front of them just as loudly as if the big boar had been facing her. Jumping slightly at Garm's annoyed outburst, Meress decided her best course was to show her commitment instead of wasting more time apologizing to the impatient male. Shuffling forward, the dragoness brought her head close enough to the giant boar's backside that she had to squat down further to keep her head clear. This allowed her to unintentionally see through the boar's spread legs, giving her a close view of the male's enormous testicles hanging lowly inside his huge scrotum. The dragonesses' proximity to the boar's bulging sack meant that within moments her nostrils were again being flooded by the male's intoxicatingly powerful musk.

Meress shivered as the ache in her nether regions increased. Looking up at the boar's hindquarters, the dragoness hoped that the cleft between his glutes would block out the boar's potent musk. At least it helped give her some extra motivation to stick her head up the boar's ass.

Reaching up, Meress placed her hands on the boar's thick asscheeks. As she lifted her head, the thick brown globes filled her vision, while her eyes were drawn towards the dark, deep valley in between the meaty orbs. Pulling with her hands, she forced the boar's muscled butt cheeks apart, widening the crevice and giving the dragoness her first view of the boar's anus.

As she stared up at the large puckered hole, Meress could sense a humid warmth radiating out from the boar's crevice. The dragoness could feel her heart pounding in her throat as she found herself on the threshold of starting the nastiest, foulest and most degrading undertaking of her life. But in the back of her mind, she reminded herself that the seconds were ticking away. She had to start, or the opportunity to prevent herself from being torn apart by the boar's gigantic cock would be lost forever.

Quivering, Meress opened her mouth. Slipping her tongue through her lips, she slowly extended it into the dank valley between the boar's ass cheeks. The dragoness watched as her tongue inched its way towards the boar's sphincter, but at the last second she changed her mind and moved her tongue to the side, allowing it to slide over the outer edge of the boar's asscrack instead. Deciding to take a less daunting route by work her way towards the center rather than starting there, the dragoness discovered this was probably a good idea when Garm jumped slightly at the feeling of the wet touch of her tongue against his rear, causing his ass cheeks to clench reflexively, thereby almost trapping the dragonesses tongue inside of them.

After giving the boar a few seconds to relax, Meress began to slide her tongue lightly around the boar's anal crevice. She could taste a mixture of stale sweat and grime. It was bad, but not overly so. Her tongue pressed down more firmly on its second lap around the border of the boar's asscrack, which was followed by a third.

Meress slowly became more confident as she continued to circle her tongue around the perimeter of that dank fissure, but she knew she could not afford to play it safe for much longer. Pulling Garm's butt cheeks slightly further apart, the dragoness began to circle her tongue deeper. She leaned further forward, putting her head flush with the boar's ass while she licked up and down the insides of his cleft. The experience for her tongue gradually worsened as the grime become denser and the sweat even staler. To her dismay, the dragoness also discovered that rather than being absent, the boar's musk was actually strongly present inside his asscrack. With her nose now placed right above the warm and humid crevice, Meress found herself in the perfect position to inhale more and more of the boar's pungent musk.

The dragoness realized she was panting. Her cheeks were on fire and she could feel a wet trail starting to make its way down her inner thigh. Even her head was starting to feel a bit cloudy. Meress did not think she had ever been this aroused before. Suppressing a groan of embarrassment, the dragoness could not think of a worse position to be in right now. Anyone watching her would think she was getting off on giving a rimjob to an unwashed male boar. The truth might even be worse than that, as Meress was actually getting off from huffing the boar's musk straight from his ass.

Squeezing her fingers into the boar's glutes, the dragoness figured things could not get much worse, so she might as well push on with her task. That was easier said than done however. Retracting her tongue, Meress took a moment to steel herself for her next move. Lowering her head, the dragoness slipped her tongue back out and closed her eyes. Then, placing her tongue on the boar's taint, she began to firmly drag it upwards, slowly lifting her head in the process. Meress pressed her tongue down as it entered the deep cleft between the boar's asscheeks. Her face reflexively twisted from the sensation of her tongue pushing its way over the sweat-encrusted skin of the humid, musky crevice before she finally reached the boar's sphincter. As much as she desperately wanted to, the dragoness resisted the urge to pull back and instead continued to drag her tongue up across the puckered ring, determined not to show any hesitation. It was only when she reached the base of the boar's tail at the top of his asscrack that the dragoness pulled her head back with a gasp. Breathing heavily, Meress reluctantly pulled her tongue back into her muzzle to try and remove the taste of the boar's ass from the long appendage, despite it meaning she would stain the inside of her mouth with it. Staring up at the anal cleft between the boar's asscheeks, the dragoness could hardly believe what she had just done, and yet she had only just begun her job.

Meress' self-reflection was interrupted by Garm's deep, rumbling voice. "That was...interesting." The great boar's begrudging approval made the dragonesses' heart jump. Her elation was hardly tempered when Garm spoke up again. "But I doubt it will take more than a few minutes before I've had enough of it."

While the threat was no doubt real, Meress had much more in store for the big boar. The fact that he sounded interested was therefore enough to relieve the dragoness of some of her anxiety. She responded with a happy voice. "Thank you sir, but I have only just begun rimming your asshole. I hope you will enjoy what comes next."

Emboldened, Meress strengthened her grip on the boar's muscled glutes before pulling them apart again. Lifting her head, the dragoness barely hesitated before closing the distance and pushing the tip of her muzzle between the boar's thick asscheeks. She was immediately confronted by the heavy presence of the boar's musk. Meress had no choice but to continue breathing in the intense musk, allowing its influence on her body to grow. Shivering, the dragoness couldn't help but clench her pelvis reflexively, the musk inside the boar's dark cleft somehow smelling more...primal than the musk outside of it.

Trying to ignore increasing heat in body, Meress pushed on by slipping her tongue out and repeating her previous action. The dragoness once again dragged her tongue up all the way from taint to the tail, digging her wet appendage through the deep valley between the boar's ass cheeks and slipping it across his tightly puckered tailstar. Working faster this time, Meress briefly pulled back when she reached the base of Garm's tail, only for her to lower her head and start over again at the boar's taint. The dragoness worked her tongue upwards through the boar's butt crack half a dozen times, lathering the insides of his musky anal cleft with her spit. Her ears were able to pick up the slick, wet sounds her tongue produced everytime it made the journey through the male's musky asscrack.

Pulling back a final time, Meress looked up at the results of her work. The dark crevice between the boar's glutes was glistening with her saliva. Trying to figure out what to do next, Meress knew she couldn't afford to do the same thing over and over. She had to switch things up if she wanted to keep the giant boar interested, and she had to go much, much further if she ever wanted to make him cum. The dragoness felt nervous as she recalled the depraved instructions from the filthy tome's passage about rimjobs.

Her heart rate increasing, Meress once more lifted her head towards the boar's asscrack as she decided upon her next action. This time however, the dragoness didn't come to a stop when her muzzle reached the male's thick glutes. Instead, she pushed her entire snout up in between the boar's asscheeks. Burying her muzzle deep inside the boar's anal cleft, the dragoness couldn't help but let out a muffled groan as a mixture of heavy musk and other, fouler smells forced their way up her nostrils.

Meress desperately wanted to pull her head out of the nasty confines of the boar's ass, but she knew she couldn't turn back now. Instead, the dragoness forced herself to push her muzzle just a bit further up the male's rump until her lips finally touched the place she was reaching for: the boar's anus.

Not wanting to spend any more time sitting there just huffing the nasty stink that was present this deep in between the boar's asscheeks, the dragoness opened her lips and pushed her tongue lightly against the boar's sphincter in order to get a feel of it's dimensions. Meress was startled when the puckered hole clenched reflexively against the touch of her tongue. Remembering the boar's earlier protestations, it appeared that Garm was still hesitant about the idea of allowing anyone to touch the tight ring. Meress had anticipated such a reaction, however, thanks to the knowledge from the perverted tome. The lurid manual had suggested a different approach to help relax the male whose ass she was eating.

Further parting her mouth, the dragoness slipped her lips around the edges of the male's pucker while she gently lapped her tongue against the musky ring of muscle. Meress paid close attention to Garm's reactions, careful not to make the boar uncomfortable. The dragoness continued to give gentle licks across the male's big sphincter, patiently waiting for him to stop twitching in response.

The lull in the action gave Meress the opportunity to think about the depraved situation she found herself in. Here she was, the royal wizard and daughter of the queen mother, squatting behind a hulking boar, her muzzle stuck between his ass cheeks while she rimmed his asshole. And considering the way her body was responding to the male's musk, Meress figured she might well end up climaxing while she was still rimming him, without ever touching herself. Even now, she could hardly keep her legs from squirming as her nether regions begged for attention.

Realizing that the big boar's tailhole had finally stopped twitching, Meress found herself more than a little relieved that she could move to the next step, in spite of what that step involved. Sealing her lips around the boar's sphincter, the dragoness gave a little suckle at the puckered ring. Feeling Garm's body jump slightly in response, the dragoness did not halt her actions this time, knowing that she could afford only so much delay before she risked the boar putting a stop to the proceedings.

Giving the boar's tailhole a heavy slurp, Meress began to slowly twist her muzzle, her lips slipping around the boar's anus. She gave another wet suckle while her tongue continued to slide across the slickened surface of the muscled ring. The perverted tome described this technique in terms of a french kiss. As she continued to lick and gently suck on the male's sphincter, Meress realized that was exactly what she was doing. The dragoness was making out with the boar's asshole.

Meress groaned inwardly at having reached yet another low in the string of humiliating milestones she had achieved today. Nonetheless, she continued to intensify her make-out session with the boar's tailhole, the dragoness now outright suckling on the tightly closed ring. Her tongue explored every tiny wrinkle of the puckered hole while her lips smacked noisily against the edges. Meress wondered whether Garm could hear the muffled, sloppy sounds she was making while she was eating his asshole. The sounds were certainly audible to the dragoness, serving to further emphasize the humiliating nature of the degrading service she was providing.

If the boar heard it, he did not respond, and for the next two minutes that the dragoness spent slurping and sucking at the male's asshole, the thing she heard were wet sounds her lips and tongue produced. Meress was starting to feel nervous at Garm's lack of response to her administrations. After the dragoness counted another thirty seconds while she continued frenching the boar's sphincter, her nervosity began to spike. What if he wasn't enjoying the rimjob? Was he about to turn around to fuck her?

Panicking slightly, Meress came to the conclusion that she had to switch to a different technique. And while her knowledge of the perverted tome included a couple of other things she could try, the dragoness realized that it mentioned only one technique that was suitable for bringing a male to orgasm without touching him.

Preparing herself, Meress hoped that Garm would not be put-off by what she was about to do. Carefully, the dragoness began to gently push her tongue against the boar's sphincter. Meress waited nervously for a reaction from the boar while she slowly increased the pressure on the tight ring with her tongue. The puckered muscle proved to be stronger than she had anticipated, so the dragoness pressed down on it even harder. Meress briefly wondered whether she would even be able to break through the barrier, but then, quite suddenly, the boar's anus gave way, allowing the tip of her tongue to slip past it.

Garm gasped loudly, the boar clenching his ass in reaction to the invasion of his colon, in the process squishing the dragonesses face between his powerful glutes. Meress froze, not moving a muscle as she waited for the boar's next move. For a moment, the dragoness was afraid the boar was going to grab her by the horns and pull her away, but nothing happened. Garm didn't even speak up. Instead, after a dozen or so seconds, he unclenched his ass, allowing the dragoness to breathe again.

Meress breathed deeply. The tip of her tongue was still stuck in the boar's sphincter. Knowing that she couldn't afford to sit still, Meress assumed that Garm's lack of response signaled his approval for her to continue. Therefore, the dragoness began gently pushing her tongue against the boar's tight ring of muscle. Soon, the increasing pressure made her tongue slip half an inch deeper, causing the boar to clench his sphincter.

Trying to put the boar at ease, Meress resumed suckling on the boar's tailhole, hoping it would distract the male from any initial discomfort her tongue was causing. As her lips gently tugged at the hole's rim, the dragoness continued to push carefully with her tongue, slowly sinking it deeper into the puckered hole. Making steady progress, Meress tried to ignore the sensations her tongue was producing, but that only led to the dragoness thinking about what she was doing right now; she had almost half of her long tongue buried inside of the male's asshole.

Meress shuddered at the humiliating situation she was in. It didn't help that her body continued to suffer from the effects of the boar's intense musk. Her pussy was outright begging to be touched by anything. It felt like even the lightest stroke of a feather would make the dragoness explode. Meress did not know how much longer she could hold out. Closing her eyes, the dragoness tried her hardest to focus on her task: to make Garm orgasm with her tongue. Quickly reminding herself of the fate she would suffer if she failed, Meress felt a renewed burst of resolve.

Giving a hard push, the dragoness managed to force a couple more inches of her tongue through the boar's tight sphincter. He responded by briefly clenching his puckered hole around her tongue, but that did not stop Meress from continuing to sink her tongue deeper into the hot, slimy depths of the boar's colon. Finally, after a couple more big pushes, the dragoness could extend her tongue no further. Every single inch that she had to spare had been buried deep inside the male's asshole.

The boar was reflexively clenching his tailhole against her invading tongue every few seconds or so. Meress wondered whether that was a sign that he was enjoying it. The dragoness wasn't entirely sure what to do next; the perverted tome had mentioned 'rubbing the right spot', but not much else. It seemed she had little choice buy to begin exploring the male's colon with her tongue. As the dragoness continued suckling on the boar's twitching sphincter, she began to twist her tongue left and right, up and down. Using the strong muscles in the long appendage, the dragoness pushed her tongue against the boar's slick inner walls. The act felt supremely gross, but Meress was more appreciative of the fact that there seemed to be no hint of any...fecal matter.

Despite this good fortune, the dragoness spent the next two minutes fruitlessly searching with her tongue. Twisting it to and fro, Meress lashed her tongue at the flexible walls of the boar's colon, but she was unable to detect any particular reaction from the male. As the minutes began to pass, the dragoness was starting to feel more and more nervous. Desperately, she tried to thrust her tongue even deeper, pushing her muzzle as far as possible up the boar's rump. She couldn't fail, not with what was at steak. Despite the growing fatigue in her tongue's muscles, Meress continued to dig it as far as she could into the boar's asshole.

Suddenly, the dragoness heard Garm grunt. Her eyes lit up. A reaction! Was she on the right track after all?

Meress could sense the boar moving his body. Her heart racing, the dragoness felt a rush of hopeful excitement flood through her body. Had she actually made the boar cum already? Had she done the impossible and made the male climax through the very first rimjob she had ever given? Meress was begging to get any indication at all of the boar's status, but she was hesitant to pull her tongue out of the boar's ass considering how much effort it had taken to get her tongue up there in the first place.

As it turned out, Meress didn't need to, because moments later she felt the boar grab hold of one of the horns on her head before pulling her away, unceremoniously ripping her tongue out of his twitching, spit-soaked tailhole. The dragoness gasped, finally able to breathe freely without inhaling the boar's potent musk for the first time in god knows how long. Meress panted as she took a moment to reorient herself. The dragoness had no idea how much time she had spent with her head up the boar's ass. Trying to ignore the urge to jam her fingers into her slit, Meress instead focused her eyes on Garm while straightened himself out and began to turn around. As the giant boar turned to face her, the squatting dragoness froze when she came face to face with his enormous erection. Meress felt her stomach drop, while her heart skipped a beat.

The boar's massive cock swung heavily as he turned to face her, flinging a stringy rope of white liquid from its tip in the process. An icy cold feeling grasping at her chest, Meress barely noticed when drops of the sticky liquid landed on the bridge of her nose. She was more preoccupied by the fact that she had apparently not made Garm climax. The dragoness could see his fat length visibly throbbing, thick veins running down the engorged shaft. It looked almost impossible rigid, a clear indication of the effectiveness of the rimjob she had given him.

That did not matter to the dragoness, however. The only thing of importance to Meress was whether she had made Garm climax. And unless the male had a non-existent refractory period, his throbbing erection meant that he hadn't. That fact that was corroborated by the noticeable lack of semen anywhere on the floor aside from a small puddle of what Meress assumed to be pre-seed, the puddle bearing no relation to the size of the boar's huge testicles.

"Well, that was certainly an interesting experience." The sound of Garm's deep, rumbling voice made the dragoness look up at him, her eyes wide with horror. The boar, on the other hand, was smiling widely. Leering down at her, Garm's eyes were filled with lust. "I must admit, I did not expect I would like this, but I enjoyed what you did with that tongue of yours." The boar sounded impressed, but the sentiment was lost on the despondent dragoness, who was instead dreading what the male was going to say next.

Licking his lips, Garm confirmed the dragonesses' worst fears when he spoke up again. "Maybe I'll give you more time to eat my ass later, but right now I want to feel a tight hole around my cock." Smirking down at her, the giant boar's voice rumbled gleefully.

Meress stared back at the huge boar, her face pale and her eyes wide with fear. Her mind was yelling for her to do something, anything, but the dragoness was unable to respond. She remained frozen stiff while a horrible conclusion settled itself in her head.

Unless someone intervened, the giant boar was going to fuck her to death.