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There came that distinctly endearing sound of cervine pleasure, squeezed out by the clamp of the leopardess' jaws. Her fangs dug deep into the tender flesh of Cherno's neck, pressing firm but taking care not to break the skin and do him any real harm. It hurt just a little, in the good way, in the way that brought out those most submissive, preyish instincts. He felt like he'd been caught out in the woods. Or maybe in the savanna, to be pinned down beneath the soft weight of the big cat on his back, enduring every stroke of that forceful fuck by the fire. Their choice of location wasn't exactly the most ideal when it came to keeping the sweat off, soaking in the reflection of the flames as they snuggled on the rug in the midst of their mid-afternoon fling. It all started with a simple look, a flirty glance exchanged between the two of them, and the end result was them all stretched out and dripping with perspiration together, their scents thick in the air as that spotty cat fucked that tight deer butt hard, plapping her balls against his own, grinding deep to milk every drop of pleasure out of those rump-jiggling strokes she possibly could.

Sometimes she got a little rough with him. She could hardly help herself around most deer, and when they were so deliciously curvy as Cherno, well she really had no choice but to fuck them silly. She dug in deep beneath his little tail, rattling his whole body as she lunged forth, rutting that rump numb until he was clenching, tensing, shaking all over, kicking his hooves beneath her weight. She was plenty heavier than him for how soft she was, squishing her tits against his back, keeping him right where she was. A possessive grip reminded him of just who he belonged to, at least for these few climactic moments. Once they were done with sex they'd probably go right back to just casually hanging out as friends do, but first it was time to make each other cum. Mahiri didn't even bother to reach around and stroke that lovely azure deer cock. She knew she could fuck an orgasm out of Cherno just by keeping her sleek black dick rubbing on his tender little pleasure button, again and again until he twitched his way to bursting.

With nowhere to go and not a hint of mercy from the feline holding him down, Cherno really had no choice but to cum all over himself. A sharp arch of his back gave him the perfect angle to splatter himself from belly to chest, even reaching his chin with those thick whites ropes painting up along his fur, soaking into the rug beneath him while she milked him dry with that thick cock stuffed deep in his backside. That was right where it stayed, balls-deep and buried firmly beneath his tail, thumping against those soft cheeks until she was putting out those telltale mrawls. He knew them well by then, but they always made him tingle all over just to hear them projected into his ears from so near. Soon after there came the rush of her cum filling his body, that intense heat followed by the great relief of a void being so succinctly filled. She fucked his ass full of leopard spunk until she was ready to just collapse atop him and purr a while, giving a few last nibble-kisses as she nuzzled up to his well-nibbled neck and shared in her most soothing vibrations. She would have surely been ready for more if not for the big sweaty interruption clonking heavily through the door right that moment.

Why wasn't he wearing a shirt? It was the middle of winter, and yet there he was, big buck dad Olen himself, rippling with muscle where it counted, sleekly coated with perspiration, long rivers running down that hefty dad-gut the older buck was sporting. It was his cabin, after all. They were just visiting for a little break. He was a whole lot bigger than them both all around, filling out that doorway, wiping at his brow. Seemed like Cherno's old man was done with his work out in the woods a little earlier than expected, walking right in on the both of them right as the afterglow got tingly. Rather than look away from the pair nakedly intertwined on the floor of his cabin, he went right ahead and gazed directly at them, a warm grin spreading over his muzzle. He banished the frigid breeze by closing the door behind him and came strolling right on over to loom above them both, planting his hands on his hips to regard the panting pair.

"Hey! What's the big idea, getting started without me like that? Don't tell me you're all worn out already."

"Um ... heh, hey dad," came Cherno's blushy reply. "You've met Mahiri, right?"

"Hi! Don't mind me," the cat chimed in.

"I don't mind you one bit. C'mere, cute kitty."

There was something about picking up a cat that immediately removed that aura of sultry feline dignity. He bent down and scooped her up beneath the arms, plucked her from her spot atop the younger buck with a sudden pop of her cock slipping out of his creamed butt, and took her into his clutches. That meant pulling her naked form against his chest, squishing his gut to her back, and utterly drenching her in the scent of sweaty stud. Of course she was purring about it, if slightly thrown off by the suddenness of it all. But he was a strong, deliciously musky hunk of a buck, so she really had no complaints, even when he got to groping at her chest, squeezing deep into her tits, grinding his bulge against her backside. First, a lick along the back of her neck, and then Olen took a look over Mahiri's shoulder to regard his son with that shameless grin of his.

"You're all good if I borrow your friend for a bit, right? By the way she's rumblin' all over, she's fine with a little break."

"I'm sure she's fine with that. All yours, old man."

"Mmmm. I like your dad, Cherno," came Mahiri's rumbly murmuring.

Cherno could only softly laugh. "Yeah. I get that a lot."

She didn't get much more opportunity for banter with that big stud scooping his hands beneath her thighs, pulling her legs straight up into the air. As soft as she might have been all over, she was still plenty flexible, easily stretching her feet right up over her head to give the deer dad full access to her spotty booty. It was only then that he realized he needed to actually pull his cock out, but that was no trouble. Mahiri wasn't light, be he easily supported her weight with a single hand cupping her ass as he unzipped and let those pants fall, stepping out of them to let that potent musk fill the air. Cherno couldn't help but breathe a little deeper once that masculine warmth was all around him. So what if he liked his hot dad's scent? Most people did. He wasn't immune just because they were related. For the moment, he remained passive, just sprawling out, still nicely full of cat cum, listening to the yowls as that buck stud pushed beneath the leopard's tail, spreading out those cheeks with his thick, azure girth.

"Nothing like a tight butt after a hard day's work," Olen muttered, though he was mostly drowned out by just how much feline noise Mahiri was making. That was enough to make him chuckle. "Noisy one. Let's see how much louder you can get."

He kept her weight well-supported as he pushed deep into her ass, stuffing her full in a smooth, firm motion, making the creamy white fur of her belly swell just a little with the outline of all that dick. Her own bobbed up and down while he got to properly rutting her, plunging deep and giving her booty a solid smack with his fat balls. They could really thud up against her curves, sending heavy jiggles up through her whole form, wobbling her backside as he pulled her up and down in time to his deep thrusts. For someone weaker, it would have been an impossible position, but he made the absolute most of it, humping up and down, bouncing that cute cat on his cock while she screamed as if in terror. That was just how felines were, big cats most of all, and Cherno sat watching that powerful male going to town on the leopardess who'd so thoroughly claimed him mere moments ago. Sometimes there was just a big, stronger dom.

"Well don't just leave her hanging, Cherno. I know you can work that mouth," Olen teased, with just enough in his tone to imply more than he said.

Mahiri didn't notice. She was far too busy getting fucked stupid, jiggling up and down on that thick deer dick as he stuffed it in deep inside her ass. Every smack was another rowl from her open jaws, her body flailing about, clawing at the air to such an extent that even getting close to her was a dangerous prospect for Cherno. Nonetheless, he did just as he was told, not hesitating one bit, even if it meant dodging a few claws from the leopardess. She wasn't even aiming at him, just taking out her aggression on the empty air in front of her while she got the pleasure driven into her from behind, that plump stud cock pressing all her buttons, those balls sweatily spanking her spots as he fucked her hard, grunting with every stroke. He didn't have to, but the sounds of deep, puffing exertion only made everything hotter to her, helping her to lose herself in ecstasy even before she felt the younger buck wrap his lips around her shaft. Cherno soon found himself all wrapped up in the cat's thighs, squeezed firm by her mighty grip, pulled down closer so he could fully throat her cock, glurking down with a muffled, surprised bleat.

That was all instinct on Mahiri's part, her body feeling something good and latching onto the sensation. Cherno only needed a second or two to adjust to the change. Soon he was sucking away, slurping the remaining cum off her cock, lapping at the tip with his soft blue tongue to get at every single drop milked out by his dad's strokes. Olen fucked the cat's cock straight down Cherno's throat, testing his gag reflex, but that young buck refused to be shaken, no matter how hard Mahiri ended up inadvertently facefucking him. It was hardly accidental after a while, when she reached down to curl her fingers into his lovely locks of hair and tug, thrusting along with Olen's own motions to generate even more throat-plunging momentum. Her lusty juices were thick enough by then to pour down his chin when they overflowed between suckles. All he could do was hold on tight and go along for the ride, absorbing the force of Olen's mighty rutting as he lunged and thunked up beneath Mahiri's lifted tail. The sounds of a sloppy, sweaty fuck rang out all over the cabin until the yowling overtook it all. Cherno knew those sounds. They were his queue to suck harder, to send her over the edge as fiercely as possible, feeling her cock trembling between his lips along with the rest of her.

Olen got so vigorous with his fuck-strokes in those final moments that he ended up slapping his balls against Cherno's chin, right along with Mahiri's own. He stayed latched on to the leopard's dick while she went over, blowing hard, shooting cum straight down his throat with a sudden splurch. She didn't even have time to properly build to climax, simply exploding all at once thanks to that big deer dick jammed deep into her ass. Olen wasn't far behind, riding those tight contractions to a climax of his own, letting her knead the cum out of him. Before he went off, he made sure to lean in close, align his mostly-flat teeth with the side of her neck, and give the cat a chompy taste of her own medicine by biting hard into her scruff. He knew just where to put the pressure to make her nice and docile, completely ready to take his cum, and then there came the rush, the gushing, shooting, audibly splurching load of cream pouring straight up into her belly. She was sloshing in seconds, her belly wobbling out against Cherno's forehead, already churning at the thick cream inside her. He just quietly gulped down everything he could get while stud and cat alike went wild in writhing, convulsing climax together, only pulling off when he'd cleaned the last trickle from Mahiri's shiny black cock.

He had to quietly laugh at the scene once he stepped back, licking at his chops and observing the two of them all slumped there in steaming, sweating paradise, riding out those lingering sensations together. Mahiri remained sprawled back in Olen's grasp, leaning against his chest, getting immersed in his fluff and muscle. He licked her a couple times, working on those tender spots of her neck, nibbling too, and he never set her down. Instead, he just allowed his shaft to slowly flop from under her tail, still plenty heavy even when it wasn't fully hard. The waterfall of jizz that poured from her splashed directly to the floor, hitting the spot between his hooves as he stayed planted, stayed firmly rooted to the spot. For once, Cherno didn't know what the big guy was planning. It was obviously something. Olen slowly turned Mahiri around in his grasp, letting her lay her tits against his chest and press her lips to his. She was almost too worn out by that deep fuck to even kiss him, but she managed a little smooch at least. Then a little more, a little deeper, as he drew her in with a broad, powerful embrace. The big guy could really hug, squishing her up against his muscles and pudge alike, holding her tight enough she couldn't possibly have squirmed free. That just made his plans easier.

At first, Cherno was just confused by the unusual intimacy between the two, indulging in such a messy after-sex smooch session. He half-wondered if they were closer than he knew, secretly dating without even telling him as much. Just as his mind started wandering into the implications of all that and what he'd have to call the leopardess, things started making a lot more sense. Olen was already hungry after work, and he ate like a proper lumberjack. A soft, creamed cat was the perfect thing for that mighty appetite, and of course he could handle her. He might have been a deer, but he knew how to eat, and that meant smoothly stretching his jaws over her muzzle, framing her vision with his herbivore teeth, and plunging her into the back of his throat all in one easy motion. There was nothing overly forceful about how he was handling her. He wasn't shoving her down, wasn't overpowering her. It was just a matter of guiding her home, of showing her right where she belonged. That post-fuck haze was just thick enough to keep her from jolting away in time, suppressing even her own instincts of self-preservation. He made it so casual, pushing her up into his jaws, slurping on her face, then on her whole head, that she hardly even noticed she was being gobbled up until she felt the first big GULP. Once his gullet had a hold of someone, he wasn't letting go. Cherno had seen it before. He'd made up his mind.

There wasn't much to do but to stand by and watch. Olen didn't need any help, judging by the ease with which he pushed Mahiri's head into the confines of his throat. It stretched him out, bulging on the way down as he started to swallow, leaving Cherno to simply watch as his dad devoured his friend right in front of him. Again. Another one. He was always so insatiable. Cherno could only roll his eyes at the display, even while he got admittedly aroused over it all. As much as he tried not to give into the temptation, he was soon hard again. The leopard's taste still lingered on his lips. Her cum still sloshed around inside him. And yet there she was, getting her tits squished into the big buck's mouth, swallowed down whole one solid ULP at a time. Olen didn't stop, relentlessly squeezing her inwards, subjecting her spotty curves to a constant barrage of overpowering peristalsis. Even if he wasn't being all that forceful, his throat certainly was. It did much of the work for him while he fed her up between his lips, clutching her by the ass to help steady her for the feast.

Those confused hmmfs from Mahiri blended in with the steady hums of pleasure from Olen that came with tasting such a treat. He slurped and slobbered all over her, really slathering up that deadly predator with herbivore spit, savouring her in places but mostly just stuffing her away. Her tits were worth a quick nibble and suck, but they were soon just a bulge in his gullet along with the rest of her that had already slipped down. He got greedier, grabbier, forcefully jamming her inside when her squirming got more focused. She was starting to make sense of it by then, even if none of it made sense at all. Deer didn't eat leopards. Yet the warmth of that tunnel flexing all around her, partly driving the air out of her lungs with every squeeze, was reality enough. From faintly writhing to twitching to outright kicking, she clued in to the situation more and more, precisely when it was far too late to do anything about it. He was so much stronger than her, bigger too, ensuring that while she was certainly an indulgence, he could fit her inside his body just fine. His dick stood up rigid while he swallowed her alive, the pleasure of consuming such a soft, fuckable beauty the sort that he simply couldn't deny. It felt good to eat that pussy. And it was going to feel even better to digest her.

His gut gave a pre-emptive grumble as he thought about that inevitability. She was getting close by then. A few more swallows and she was going to breach into his stomach. It was already sloshing, already simmering up hot and ready for her arrival. He'd eaten plenty of meat before. Processing her wasn't going to give her any trouble, even if she was probably going to make him fat for how padded and shapely she was. Hey, that was why she was an indulgence. He only got to do this to her once, so damn the consequences, he was going to enjoy it. Once he had Mahiri's ass framed snugly between his lips, her whole body half-way swallowed, he paused to beckon to Cherno. It was subtle at first, so he just swung his whole arm at the transfixed young buck and invited him over. Cherno wasn't exactly sure what the old stud wanted, so he pointed it out. His cock was hard, throbbing, dripping even, a thin stream of precum winding its way over the bulging veins of his spire. There was only one obvious course of action. It didn't matter that Olen was halfway through swallowing Mahiri whole. Cherno had a dick to suck, again.

This one was bigger than the first, really stretching his mouth around the shape, making him hurt his jaw a little just to try to fit it all in. There was no way he could swallow it all, at least not right away, but he worked his way down those solid inches, feeling them pulse with the pleasure that came with eating a good, live meal. Olen's groans were reward enough, as were the steady spurts upon his tongue. He swallowed them down, drinking, guzzling even, slurping it all while he listened to those steady gulps. The sound was enough to make him shudder just a little each time, pleasantly enticed by those deep, juicy sounds. Each one tucked Mahiri away a little deeper, stretching him out, tucking her snug in that fat dad bod gut. He jiggled just a little with the force of his swallows, working up her spotty thighs while his cute girly-boi son so loyally sucked him off. Cherno was far too focused on blowing that big stud to even see the last few slurps. Mahiri vanished in a spatter of saliva, her tail-tip swinging through the air, and then down she went, descending into the embrace of those harsh constrictions, jamming her down into his fat gut, jarring it up and down with all the added weight. Cherno could feel the swell of that belly pressing atop his head, squishing into his face while he sucked that cock right down to the very base.

One last swallow made Olen's hips jolt forward, shoving his whole dick straight down Cherno's throat. It was enough to make the younger buck choke for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He closed his eyes, he sucked, he licked, he cradled those fat balls and gave his hot dad the best blowjob he could possibly give while Olen let the leopardess settle into his stomach. So much for that feisty, dominant streak she had. He wanted her and he took her, gulping her down with ease, sending her to swim in all those digestives. He thumped his gut a few times with his fist to help churn up a great big belch, projecting out the potent sound, letting it rumble all through the cabin as Cherno kept his working. Mahiri was far too stunned at first to manage much squirming, but once that wore off she proved a very active belly occupant. A kick, a push, an elbow, and plenty of wobbling all around kept Olen's gut sloshing, jiggling, bouncing up and down with the vigorous efforts of his prey. She wasn't getting out, no matter how much she complained. Those muffled calls might have been her asking Cherno for assistance, but he was in no position to help. He didn't want to.

"You always make the tastiest friends," came Olen's voice once he was done gratuitously slurping off his chops. "You're a good boy, helping me polish her off like that."

That was the kind of comment that always made Cherno blush, no matter how many times he heard it. He listened close to those steady grumbles as Mahiri churned away, simmering in the fluids that slowly worked into her fur and skin, tingling her all over. The heavy contractions of Olen's gut tossed her all around in there, slowly crushing the struggle out of her, leaving her slowing, weakening, fading with every moment spent trapped down there in that harsh, airless prison. A glance up let Cherno spot those hands pressing out on the surface of Olen's gut, perfectly outlined beneath the surface. She was wrapped up snug with little room to move or breathe, slowing down and growing weak, getting loudly processed into deer pudge even while she still squirmed. And Cherno, he just sucked away. It was always so impressive, so attractive seeing that big strong buck at work. It didn't matter if he was getting up there, he remained every bit the stud he'd always been, and he didn't feel a hint of shame sucking his cock. It wasn't like anyone could see them. But he wouldn't have minded anyway.

"Hnngh ... yeah, keep on sucking, Cherny. I've got something special for you once I'm done digestin' your cute friend. A little surprise I've been workin' on. Other than the spunk anyway, heh."

Those gurgles kicked up hotter, louder, churning hard as the deer's gut clamped down tight on its occupant. Mahiri pushed back, but she wasn't strong enough to last in there. She softened and she simmered and she melted down little by little, that bulge already smoothing in places, squeezing up over her shape while she got turned into fat on the big buck's body. It was an alarmingly quick process, one that worked to make her less and less distinct even while she was still kicking, still struggling away with the last of her fading energy. There wasn't much left. She was mostly just twitching by then, giving those last few struggles, succumbing to the suffocating pressure of Olen's hungry gut. Cherno's just suckled harder, faster, rapidly bobbing back and forth, fucking himself down on that dick until his nose smushed up firm into the thick, musky tuft of fur just above the base. That left him sucking down the scent of his father's sweat, deepthroating that fat cock, listening to the climactic glurrrrrns that served to finish off the delicious cat. One long, echoing churrrrrn was enough to silence her muffled gasps and snuff out her efforts to escape, leaving nothing but the steady slosh of digestives working over naked curves deep down in the hungry buck's soft belly. She was only going to make him fatter.

"There she goes ... get ready, now," Olen ordered, saying it just a little firmly so that it was more than just a suggestion.

Cherno was pretty sure he was prepared, but he still held on tight, clutching Olen by the hips while he listened to those snorts and grunts that announced his pleasure hitting a peak. Those soft lips around his dick were pleasure enough, but the surge of energy that came with finishing off his meal ensured his balls were full and taut. Maybe some of those nutrients he'd already taken from her were helping plump his nuts up with extra cum. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking on Cherno's part. Either way, he clamped on tight and stayed right where he was, that thick dad dick shoved deep down his throat, letting Olen cum right into his stomach. He was full in seconds, overflowing in seconds, that hot spunk running right back up his throat, even flowing from his nose. His every sense got inundated with that potent buck musk, overwriting his own, laying claim to his body, to his fur, to his very skin. Smelling like that deer dad's jizz just left Cherno all the more obsessed with him, all the more adoring, slipping off that cock with a gasp so he could take the rest of that cumshot right in the face. It splattered and soaked until he wore a mask of Olen's cream, plastered over his every feature, streaming from his cheeks to stretch and snap as they dangled from his muzzle.

That was all enough to make Cherno need a moment. He fell to his hands and knees, feeling the last few trickles coming down to dampen his hair while he panted and drooled. There was no need to look dignified. Olen clomped away for a short time, rustling around, digging through a few cupboards, muttering to himself.

"Now where in the goddamn ... know I put it around ... there we go!"

There came a jingling sound as he returned clutching something in one hand. Cherno felt that heavy blush falling over him again. He didn't even need to look up to know what it was. It was something he'd been thinking about for a while, something for them to properly show off just how much they loved spending time together. That Olen was presenting such a thing while still actively digesting the leopardess just made it all the hotter to Cherno for some reason. That buck stud was the only one he needed.

"Was thinking about putting something cute on it, like doe boy, buck bitch, dad's slut ... y'know, things like that, but figured I'd just go for my name. You're Olen's now," he explained, holding that simple leather collar out for his girly son's consideration. "We're all adults here. Don't have to think about me as your dad. We're just two hot bucks who fuck."

Cherno gave a horny little whimper at first, then a warm smile. He reached up to run his fingers along the surface of that gift, wiggling his little tail, feeling how well-made and sturdy it was. The old guy probably made it himself, which made it all the sweeter. All he had to do was nod his head, and the big buck started clipping it on, making sure it was snug but comfy. It was just the right tightness, neither choking nor too loose, made just for him. Cherno gave it a few tugs and then sighed happily. Olen might have been his dad and all, but he still had never met someone he'd rather call Master. Of course, it took more than just a collar to properly claim ownership. Olen was more than ready to make that cute buck his in every way, hefting up his fat nuts, rolling them over his palm while they flexed and churned up another heavy load.

"There you go. All mine now. Cute little girly pet doe. Sounds good, doesn't it? Now let's make you mine."

Those nuts carried a nice heavy layer of buck musk, made all the thicker by how much he was sweating. How he'd managed to work up that much working outside in the cold was always impressive, but the crackling fire just a few feet away ensured he stayed hot and bothered alike. That was the perfect state to drop those balls atop Cherno's face, bringing the girly buck down to the floor, sprawled out and smothered by that weighty sack. He found his nose nestled right between them, immersed in that heavy scent that he was swift to sniff right off the surface, inhaling that masculine essence as deeply as he wanted. They both wanted each other so much, so often, but that collar served to really seal it, to open the floodgates and unleash all those pent up desires. It started with Olen glazing Cherno's face with the scent of his balls while his gut smoothed over amidst a chorus of sloppy churns, really getting down to the meat and bones of his meal, claiming her for himself much like he was taking Cherno. They were both going to belong to him, fully, in their own ways.

A good solid teabagging helped musk up the young buck's muzzle, bouncing those balls atop his face. Then it was a matter of grinding, of sliding back and forth over his features, rubbing his lip, his nose, really getting that scent in there. Only then did Cherno think to actually start licking, kissing too, smooching up and down the big dad deer's sack, leaving nice wet smooch marks all over those sweat-sheened orbs. He guzzled down what he could get, letting the rest just linger on his tongue, slobbering plenty over that rich taste taking over his senses. That set was worth worshipping, worth tending to over every single inch, swimming in the heat of that rising lust. Olen was just getting hornier the longer he rode Cherno's face, reaching down to grab the young buck by the hair just to keep him smothered deep with nowhere to go. Even caught up like that, Cherno could still hear those last few churns, those final, finishing strokes to polish off what remained of the leopardess. She was liquefied and taken, added to that heft and bulk and power, helping to fatten up the big strong dad buck and fill out his nuts with cum, and that just meant he was ready for another hard rut.

He let Cherno see and feel just how hard he was over digesting his friend, pulling back and swiping that fat blue dick from cheek to cheek, just adding to the musky mark clinging to the girly deer's face. Grinding back and forth made for a motion almost like a slap, bapping at Cherno's muzzle with that engorged rod, rubbing it through his hair, behind his ears, getting that scent on every little detail. Only when he'd left Cherno absolutely saturated did he stop to allow some slurping. The girly deer set to slathering, swiping up and down that dick he'd already sucked so well. He was looking forward to servicing that cock over and over, kissing it all over, sniffing it, tasting it, like a good little doe ought to do. But Olen wasn't feeling like sitting back and taking it in any longer. He got up with a snort, his heavy hoof-falls seeming to even echo as he made his way around the house. This time, he didn't need to go rummaging around.

It had been hanging there right in plain sight all day, right next to the coats, and yet only then did Cherno really notice it. Olen came striding back with a long leash dangling from his grip. He wound his fingers around the strap with one hand, and got it clipped onto Cherno's collar without a word with the other. A hard tug made his pet half sit up, gasping at the sudden yank, but that collar proved comfortable even while he was being dragged around by it. He remained obedient while that muscled stud positioned him just right, turning him over, stretching him out, leaving him sprawled on the rug in much the same way as he'd started the whole session. That big beast of a deer was on top of him in seconds, weighing him down with his prey-fattened gut. Mahiri was mostly absorbed by then, already padding on some extra fat, leaving him extra soft to squish his son down flat, pinning him in place, yanking back on that leash to keep his head up straight. Olen laid a kiss right between Cherno's antlers and ears, then dipped down to nibble on the back of his neck, letting those two small fangs dig into his skin while he took him in a proper mating bite, just like he was a cat himself.

"Must've absorbed a little more of that spotty thing than I thought. Making me all chompy. You feel all that fat on my gut? She was juicy, wasn't she?"

"Yeah ..." came Cherno's whimper. He could barely even respond properly, flattening his eyes, shutting his eyes, and just letting all that dominance wash over him.

"You liked watching me eat her, huh? Like seeing her get all churned up into this big body of mine?"

He looped an arm around Cherno's head, squeezing him across the face, immersing him in a sweaty armpit, flexing one of those biceps against his cheek before releasing him, just to show off all that strength. Then he pressed both hands to the back of his son's shoulders, leash still clutched tight, and pinned him flat so he could start rubbing his fat dick all over that fine doe rump. The first few thrusts were just clubbing spanks, whapping his cock against Cherno's ass, then grinding up between his cheeks, spurting precum all over that short little tail. Just another claim of what was his, as if it wasn't already obvious. He bit as he licked, and finally he slicked that wet dick up against Cherno's rim and started spreading him out, stretching him, penetrating him, inch by inch sinking down to stuff him taut with deer dad dick. There was no helping it. Cherno could feel the sound welling up in his chest, then his throat, and finally it all came pouring out in one great big subby bleat that was as much a whimper as it was a proud deerish cry of pleasure. Olen chuckled at the sound, reaching down to give that soft, fuckable ass a solid slap.

"Yeah, gimme all those cute noses, my little doe. I'm gonna fuck your butt until you cum, and I'm not stopping until you do, you got that?"

"Yes dad ..."

"Hell, you don't hafta call me that if you don't want to. Master. Olen. Whatever. I'm just here to fuck a cute doe with a perfect ass, and that's that."

"Nnng ... yessir!" came Cherno's response, with much more energy.

Those were going to be the last words he got out for a while, because the rest was just moaning, gasping, pathetically whimpering unfinished syllables while that dick sank deep in his tight booty. Mahiri's cock was big enough, but Olen's really stretched him, really tested his limits sinking down deep until those heavy nuts slapped up against that white-spotted backside. Olen clutched his plaything, his new pet, holding him close while he wiggled his hips just right, getting himself aligned and primed in the perfect position to ream that ass hard. It belonged to him now. He could get as rough as he wanted. A solid yank of that leash brought the bleats spilling forth, and they just kept coming while he slammed his hips down hard, rutting that girly buck deep, giving him the same treatment he might a doe in the middle of breeding season. Maybe they'd fuck all the way to spring.

The best Cherno could do was curl his fingers into the rug beneath him, desperate for something, anything to hold onto. That stud was plenty rough with him, but he knew just how to fuck a girly butt without doing any real harm. A little adjusting and Cherno was good to go, good to take every single inch deep down into his body, to feel it pumping back and forth in his belly, filling him up with the sheer excess of juices milking out of Olen's dick. Things got wet and sloppy after just a few good strokes, those deep-pounding plunges rattling Cherno's entire form. Getting fucked by Olen was a full-body experience, one he felt right to his fingertips, and right down to his hooves. He shuddered with pleasure, his hips jumping and jolting, shaft grinding into the rug while he shot his juices all over himself. Yeah, that leopard had fucked him good, but Olen was rutting him senseless, blowing his mind with the pleasure of that fat deer dick shoving back and forth beneath his tail, wobbling his thick ass, spanking hard, again and again. That stud was lost in the pleasure, giving some deep grunt-bleats of his own, getting all instinctual about it as he showed his new pet just what he could do. Not that Cherno wasn't already intimately familiar with his dad's studly capabilities.

From warm, intimate pleasure session it became a frothing, drooling, even snarling rut. Okay, so maybe those weren't quite as impressive as the leopard's fiercest noises, but Olen made up for it with sheer strength, with firm, pounding ruthlessness that somehow managed to feel good with every thrust no matter how rough he was. Even in the middle of all that aggression, he still had his precision, still knew how to make a butt feel good. Keeping Cherno pinned the whole time just seemed repetitive though, so he yanked him up, propped him on his knees, and took him from behind with one arm wrapped around his chest, practically applying a chokehold. Once more there came that show of power, that flexing strength up against his comparatively tiny frame. But Cherno was anything but frail, enduring all that pounding, all that deep-slamming fucking without so much as a word of complaint. If he even remembered what words were anymore.

Olen was plenty strong enough to do anything he wanted with that girly buck, and he started showing off after he tired of rutting that rump numb. He pulled back again, letting Cherno fall into his lap, planted atop those mighty thighs while he bounced him on his cock a while. Holding those hips firmly in both hands gave him the grip he needed to pull the girly deer up and down his dick. When he tired of that position, he pushed Cherno forth and planted him on his hands and knees, getting up behind him so he could really lunge. His gut remained planted atop the small of Cherno's back, making the girly buck's knees buckle a little beneath all that weight, all that extra pudge packed onto thanks to the quickly digested leopard. Every jiggle of that paunch was a reminder of what he did to that lovely cat, of how he'd devoured her and melted her and made her into part of his body, and that thought kept him firm, kept him dripping just as well as that dad dick balls-deep in his butt.

Before Cherno could dwell on that too long, Olen threw him right off his rhythm, going from that steady plowing to a sudden, vicious plapping of that fine ass. He leaned down over that girly form and gave that neck a good nip, biting hard, choking Cherno just a little while he forced that doe to cum for him. He didn't even have to say it out loud. His body did all the talking for him, all the commanding, pleasuring his pet until Cherno's eyes were rolling back for all the good feelings assaulting him at once. He was drooling for his studly dad, his tongue flopping right down from his mouth, lips curling into that deliciously dumb smile. Everything was in place for the perfect finish, and Olen took him there with those last few masterstrokes, grinding his balls against the back of Cherno's own, pressing the pleasure button again and again, right where it felt best. Cherno's whole body was locked into spasming, writhing delight, quivering strangely, completely out of his control. And then there came the moment, those fleeting seconds of divinity where his body dug down deep to dredge up everything he could possibly give in one great screaming climax.

The cum arced from his cock, shooting clear across the room as if he hadn't blown a load in weeks. The whole cabin smelled like Olen, but Cherno shared plenty of his own scent while he hosed down their surroundings, pumping out as much as Olen was putting in. That stud buck's cumshot came hard, his balls drawing up tight, chest heaving, teeth digging into his pet's throat while he grunted his way through that finish, growling as if in fury. Cherno heard that first rope as much as he felt it, splorching up inside him, splashing, splattering, soaking his insides with buck dad's scent as much as it was already clinging to him. That warmth rushed up to his belly, leaving him nice and swollen, well-bred by that stud buck, simmering in the heat of that fatherly musk. Olen shot his seed inside his pet until there was a nice thick gush all around his cock, and then it was time to slowly slide from that fine ass so he could lay hot ropes all over Cherno's back. He sprayed him, marked him, hosed him down from butt to antlers, cumming in his hair, tracing a path straight down his spine. That essence became a part of him, sinking deep into the young buck's skin, soaking his hide in that lingering aroma of pure, unsubtle deer stud. He was going to smell like Olen's property for a long, long time.

"Mmf. You make such cute noises when you're cumming. Remind me to take you from the front next time just so I can watch all the faces you make." He reached down, running his hands along both of Cherno's sides, taking in that svelte silhouette. "You're such a precious damn thing. C'mere. Snug your horny dad a while."

Cherno was still very much recovering from that orgasm, his eyes still unfocused, his smile still broad. He groaned a little when Olen took him into his clutches, pulling him up and into his lap, then pushing him down a little deeper. Soon, Cherno found himself with one of his ears pressed up against that fat gut, listening to those gurgles, the steady grumble of digestion that helped him assimilate that leopardess, helped pack her onto his bulky body. Just earlier in the day she'd been right there with him, right on top of him even, her scent in his nose and her cock in his butt, but she was nothing but pudge on Olen's gut after an impulse gulp. Cherno couldn't help but stroke and knead all that added fat, admiring just how hefty she made his dad. Olen just churned up a thick belch under all that attention, the last remnants of Mahiri's scent long faded from his breath, her taste just a memory of those blissful moments with her between his lips.

"So. What are your thoughts on dinner?" he finally said after they'd basked in each other's presence a while.

Cherno blinked. "You can't possibly still be hungry after that."

"Hey, I'm a workin' man. Good thing you're so fuckable, or I'd be having you next."

He emphasized that with a little wink, the sort that said he was probably just kidding. Probably. Cherno wasn't worried. He knew how useful he could be, how good a boy he could be for his muscular master. He was going to run his tongue over every single inch of that hefty body, going to admire and worship every single detail until Olen truly knew what a stud he was. Dipping down, he ran his tongue along that cock a few more times, just showing how much he loved it. Olen reached to scritch him behind the ear, but interrupted him with a yank of that leash. Cherno flopped over the bigger buck's chest, and found himself eye to eye with that shamelessly horny beast. For a moment, he wondered if this was it, feeling that hot breath hitting his face, feeling that heavy gut pressed against his own cream-filled belly. Maybe there was room. Maybe he'd do it, just to indulge in that one-time pleasure for the sake of it. But after that, it was just a matter of patting his butt and giving him a little squeeze.

"You're gonna make a good pet, Cherny. I've got a lot of needs, but I know you'll keep up with em. Gonna fuck you all night long, whenever I want, and you're gonna love it, aren't you? Wear that collar wherever you go, let 'em wonder when they catch my scent clinging to you. And if they want more you can just bring 'em home to meet me and rub my gut when I'm done with 'em. How's that sound?"

"Hffff ... yeah ..." Cherno groaned, barely able to whimper those words out. "Sounds good, dad. Er, Olen. Master? Or whatever."

"We'll work on it. Now keep rubbing."

Cherno pressed his hands in firmly, really helping soothe that noisy stomach. It was getting much quieter by then. Seemed he was about done with her, making finishing off the last few undigested traces of that tasty leopardess. Fur, meat, even bones didn't last in the deer's digestives, all used up and added to his bulk to make him stronger, fatter, and hornier. And hungrier too. That appetite was just going to grow and grow. Cherno had better make sure he kept bringing home plenty of juicy friends and acquaintances to keep his master fed, lest he end up packed onto that buck pudge himself. In the meantime, he was just going to allow himself to enjoy that cock, reaching down to massage Olen's balls while he stroked that fat gut with the other hand. There was just so much to admire, and they were going to enjoy their time together, master and pet, stud and girly boy, not to mention father and son. But really, it wasn't about that. They were just two grown up bucks who liked to fuck and they were going to keep at it as long as they wanted.