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"Ha, I found you!"

Nick flinched and whined as a paw touched his shoulder, and he instinctively tucked his fluffy tail between his legs. The moment he heard the singing voice, the zorua knew that he had lost the game. She had found him. Why had she discovered him already? This should have been such a great hiding spot! He warily turned his head, watching the furred pink paw as it slipped under his arm.

His mistress Isabella lifted him up with ease, carrying from his hiding place in the treetop down onto the grass. The male landed with a thud directly on his butt. From down there, her towering size was even more impressive than usual. Isabella was a buff sylveon, about twice as tall as him and barely clothed, only wearing a black tank top and a black miniskirt for the absolute minimum amount of decency. Most of her neatly-trimmed pink and white fur was bare, and while her outfit contained her tits, it barely managed to cover her wide hips and her big butt, and it did absolutely nothing to conceal her massive shaft. Even flaccid, it hung down to her knees. However now, at the sight of her favorite plaything, it quickly filled with blood and throbbed to life, lifting up her skirt. He was greeted by a pair of fat nuts and pink panties, tautly strung over her swollen endowments. They definitely didn't offer much decency and it was a wonder they hadn't already snapped.

Isabella's amazonian physique and fairly ridiculous manhood were enough to thoroughly intimidate an average male, but Nick wasn't even an average male. No, he was a chubby little twink on a pair of stubby legs, with a pudgy belly, a short snout, and big eyes, ticking almost all cuteness boxes. Most of his fur was dark gray, his feet and forearms covered in red fur, looking like he was wearing socks and gloves, and he had a pretty scarf of black fur around his neck. The only two pieces of apparel on the boy's body were a pink ribbon around the base of his voluminous tail and one adorning his fiery red head tuft, further accentuating his girlishness.

"I found you!" Isabella singsonged. "You're the first one I found. You know what that means, don't you, cutie?

Nick bit his lip and pouted, still miffed that she had found him so quickly. Fiddling his thumbs, he looked up at her, gazing right into her expectant blue eyes. "Yes, I do, mistress." His pout turned into a sly grin and he clumsily got up and around, wagging his plump ass at her. At least he would get to have some fun before the others did.

"Good boy."

He could sense Isabella's fiery lust before she even touched him. She landed on her knees with a heavy thud and whipped her dick out, smacking it on his butt crack. He gasped submissively as she seized control over him, grabbing his tail with one paw and his head tuft with the other. Not hesitating ever, she went to work, rubbing her massive meat against his ass and half of his back, grunting and groaning while she got herself hard. Plenty of pre dribbled down on his fur and his tail, and she gladly rubbed it in, giving it that special sticky shine.

While she did this to rile herself up, it got Nick going as well. The zorua mewled with desperate arousal as his mistress kept grinding her bloated wang against his body and smearing her juices over him. A cloud of her intoxicating scent engulfed him and stoked his lust even further. His own little shaft hardened and his pucker twitched eagerly, aching for a filling or any stimulation in general because her teasing right now wasn't enough. He needed more. "Please, mistress, I need your dick."

"Uh-uh, not yet. And don't even think about touching yourself. You should've hidden better if you wanted a reward, darling," Isabella giggled and gave his butt a playful smack. Nick yipped and dug his paws into the grass, ripping out tufts so he had something to do other than disobeying her order and rubbing one out. It was hard to withstand the urge. His poor mind was conditioned on her scent, small doses of her musk made him hard, large doses drove him absolutely crazy with lust. And right now, he was drowning in her scent.

She commented on his struggle with a cheeky chuckle, "Ah, my sweet boy, it's so difficult to resist the temptation, isn't it? Imagine what I could be doing with you, rawing your adorable butt, feeding you some yummy milk, or giving your cute pecker a kiss, a long and wet smooch with lots of tongue." She rubbed her paw over his inner thigh, close to his crotch, so achingly close to his swollen cock. His needy whimper swelled into a distressed yowl. "Just remember sweetie, touch yourself and I'll have to punish you."

After lazily hot-dogging his rump for another minute, the sylveon finally had mercy with her horny boytoy. She pulled her dick off his back and lifted him up and around, pressing him against her chest like an overgrown plushie, his dick squished against her just below her cleavage. It took all of his willpower not to immediately give in and hump her tits.

Isabella adored him with glowing eyes, soaking in the sight of his body. Then she grabbed his head and kissed him on the lips. Her tongue brushed over his muzzle and sampled his taste. Then, she moved in for the real deal, shoving her muzzle over his, parting her lips to thrust her big, wet muscle into his mouth and beyond, utterly dominating him with her kiss.

While Isabella was busy tongue-kissing him with lewd smacks and lavish slurps, she casually explored Nick's chubby body. He felt her paws all over him. They were just everywhere and spared not a single part of him. Her fingers brushed across his face, over his cheeks, tickling his chin, and patting his fiery hair tuft. Wandering down his back, tracing his spine up and down a few times including his tail. She firmly closed her paw around it and stroked it vigorously, the caress sending shivers through his spine. Once he had crumbled under her assault, she moved on, kneading and groping his plump butt, heartily squeezing the flesh beneath the dark fur. A single one of her fingers went astray, dancing around his rosy pucker before spearing into it, going knuckle-deep in one go. Nick's eyes widened in shock and he inhaled sharply, only to exhale instantly with a big, wet moan as she rubbed his prostate.

Soon, her one-finger-assault received support by her other fingers. She slipped in one after the other, stretching his pliable hole until it was loose enough for another one. Nick squeaked in surprise when she eventually followed up with the last consequential step, prodding and grinding her entire fist against his quivering asshole until it broke in with a lewd plop. The finger-fuck had been intense, but her knuckles smushing and grinding his sensitive pleasure bulb while his insides wrapped around her paw was a whole new level of intense. His muzzle opened and never closed as he moaned his ass off, his brain ungracefully melting into a horny puddle.

Isabella gave him an impish grin. Nick knew that she wanted him blow his load over her tits so she could punish him for the mess. However, faced with an inevitable fate, he just stopped fighting his arousal and went into the offensive. He pressed her breasts together and stuck his dick into her cleavage, fucking the tight, warm crevice with horny passion. Isabella whooped in surprise. "Oh my, what a naughty boy you are! Fucking your mistress's tits like there's no tomorrow. That's pretty risky~"

With her entire fist up his butt, it took him just a few seconds of frenzied rutting to bust. His fingers cramped up around Isabella's smooth fur and his heavy nuts tensed up while churning up a big load for her. She gave him another deep kiss, closing her muzzle around his and muffling his orgasmic howl with her tongue. Compared to the floods his potent mistress usually conjured up, his climax was nothing, but it was still large and powerful enough to bubble and gush like a little geyser, raining down over her tits, drenching her tank top, and glazing everything with a layer of his sticky, warm cum. She continued to fist his prostate, milking him from every drop before she pulled out and set him back down on the ground.

"What a big load. Have you saved up for me, dear? You shouldn't have! For that, I might even forgive you your boldness" she grinned and idly jerked her own shaft. "However, it's not very courteous to cum before your mistress. Luckily, I'll give you the opportunity to make up, but don't disappoint me, boy."

Isabella grabbed his head and pressed her swollen cock right into his face, soaking his breath with her musk and squirting a gush of precum over his snout as a warm welcome. She gave him an expectant stare, insistently bumping her shaft against his cheek. Nick quickly realized what she wanted and grabbed it with both paws, barely able to reach around it. He gasped as she let go, feeling the heavy, warm flesh throbbing between his palms. Now he was in control of her pleasure, and it was his job to make her happy by all means available. However, her schlong was so heavy that he could barely jerk it with his paws. This obviously wouldn't stop him from trying.

The zorua obediently pressed his muzzle against the leaking tip and gave it a wet kiss. More pre leaked over his lips, mixed with the beads of sweat lining her dick. It gave him a great taste of her flavor, all the saltiness and musk filling his mouth and nose alike. Her potent scent riled him up even more, his little dick needed almost no time to recover from his previous climax, already standing stiff again. However, his mistress still hadn't allowed him to touch it, so his boner was sitting there, needy and lonely. Then again, even if she allowed him to paw off, he physically couldn't do it as long as he was busy carrying her massive prick.

After savoring the first taste, Nick got to work for real. There was a lot of cock meat that needed his affection. He washed his tongue over one half of it, slobbering and drooling all over it while gently massaging it with his paws. Once he had moved all the way to the shaft, he took a detour to her fat nuts. Never breaking the connection between her crotch and his tongue, he slurped and sucked on her balls. After his brief exploration, he returned to her cock and graced the other side with his sloppy love. Her moans got stronger with every lick and kiss, her voice husky and bawdy, signaling her growing arousal just as much as her profusely leaking tip. The stream of tasty pre swelled and grew, and the zorua hastily took care of it before it made too much of a mess. He wrapped his lips around her fat glans and made out with it like a real muzzle. More and more of the sticky, savory liquid poured out and the zorua drank it as if it was the nectar of life. The thirsty male even pushed his tongue into her large cumslit to get even closer to the source of her pre.

While he was busy sucking on her tip, the amazonian sylveon slowly increased the pressure and pushed him back. Nick was too small and weak to resist her push, and simply toppled over on his back. However, he never let go of her penis and held on as if his life depended on it. Now that he was lying on his back, Isabella began to reclaim some of the control. She languidly rocked her hips and rubbed her massive member over his torso while he continued to clean her with sloppy licks and slurps.

Nick looked up and their eyes met. She blessed him with a big, warm grin, her eyes glowing with lust. Her lips slightly ajar, allowing moans of deep satisfaction to slip free. Meanwhile, he was lying there on his back, legs spread apart and paws wrapped around her shaft to fully embrace her lazy humps. His muzzle serviced her without pause and only slowed down from time to time to breathe out a horny groan. The zorua was dominated by desire. He needed more, more of everything. He wanted her pre, he wanted her cum, he wanted her dick, and he did everything to get her off, worshiping her cock with unwavering devotion until she blew. It took the sylveon several minutes just to get close, but once she got close, he noticed it immediately. Her moans heated up into guttural growls and her thrusts sped up.

"I hope you're ready for lunch, boy. I've packed you a big, yummy meal. Open up!" she howled while vehemently smushing her tip against Nick's muzzle. His jaw creaked and his lips stretched open as her entire glans went in with an obscene slurp. He couldn't do anything but take her, rubbing and sucking on it to help her over the edge.

"Shit, I'm cumming! Here you go!" The glans inside his muzzle swelled and flared. Her cumslit opened to unleash a milky flood. The first gush blasted against the back of his palate, overwhelming his lust-addled brain for long enough that the next spurts could fill his entire muzzle. By the time he was ready to swallow, the first bits had already splattered back out of his lips and nose again. It was so warm, gooey and sticky and carried a thick, tangy taste, and now it was everywhere! Luckily, he had received loads of training with mistress, so once he fully focused on drinking and gulping her cum like a maniac, he could keep up with her monstrous release. A nigh endless volley of spurts squirted into his mouth and he swallowed, again and again, carrying every drop into his stomach. His tummy gurgled and sloshed with her thick cream, and he could feel it swell and bloat. He didn't see it under her pulsating meat, but he knew that he would get a nice, full ball of cum. Everything a little zorua like him needed for the day, literally. His mistress's cum was nutritious and tasted so good, probably the main reason why he was pudgy.

Eventually, the torrent abated and her nuts were empty. Isabella pulled out with a heavy sigh, wiping the sweat from her forehead, and ogled her stuffed boytoy. Nick's paws instinctively moved to his stomach and he rubbed the stretched organ with circling motions to help it process her load. He was so full and tired from all the arousal, his boner was still raging, but he was too beaten from the blowjob to do anything. The sylveon seemed to share the sentiment. She sat down next to him and lifted him into her lap, cuddling and petting him while she recovered from her orgasm. "Good boy, you've made up for your wet little mishap. Once I'm hard, I'll give you a real treat," she purred.

"Thank you, mistress!"

Not even a minute later, Nick felt a telling pressure against his back. The big sylveon had recovered in no time, ready to fill him with another nut. He also could tell that her arousal had returned by the lusty look on her face. The endearing smile had made way for a horny grin. She eventually pulled him off her lap and set him down on all fours, already in the perfect position to mount him.

Crouched on all fours and his dick still hard as stone, he teased his mistress, wagging her butt at her, lifting his tail, and spreading himself with one paw. His gaping pink pucker flexing and winking at her seductively while it still could. Invigorated by his sexy backside, the sylveon didn't waste any time and jumped behind him. She grabbed his hair tuft and pushed her throbbing prick against his ring. With his head locked in place, he sadly couldn't relish the sight of her gigantic shaft knocking on his backdoor. This was like parking a tank in a city parking lot. But it would fit. It had fit before, and it would fit now.

Isabella gave him a playful swat on the butt before she pushed forward, squishing her massive tip against his pucker until it gave in and swallowed it with an obscene shlorp. The Nick's muzzle sprang open, his tongue flopped out, and he cried with obscene joy. Within the blink of an eye, his rectum had gone from completely empty to completely full and stretched. He could feel her heartbeat through the meat pulsating against his prostate, but only for the brief moment of calm as the sylveon took a deep breath and prepared to wreck him.

With someone as tight as him, Isabella couldn't just go balls-deep right away. Nick yipped as she started to forcefully jerk her hips back and forth, driving her fat dick in bit by bit like a battering ram. Every single thrust hammered against his pleasure bulb and made him scream, his mind crumbling rapidly under the unstoppable advance. She broke through his rectum, the tip of her pounding cock visible as a rising and falling bulge on his abdomen until it eventually disappeared in his swollen cum belly, stirring the load in his stomach. He was already so full, but she still filled him with more cock meat, inch by inch. His mistress grunted and snarled, smacking his plump derriere again and again as if it would help in any way.

Not even the end of his guts could stop her. She battered on, stretching his belly further as his flexible skin gave in with defeated creaks. That's when Nick lost it completely. His mind blanked while he drooled like a stupid idiot. He lost track of time and progress until he felt her bloated sack pounding against his rear. With a final growl, Isabella shafted the last bit of her cock inside him and was balls-deep inside the little male. He was broken in, once more. The pressure of her balls against his own sack was enough to set him off. The horny pressure in Nick's groin exploded and he came with a desperate squeak, watering the grass underneath him with wet gushes of cum.

"That's my boy! Keep cumming for me while I pound your snug little ass," Isabella purred and began to fuck him properly. Her initial thrusts were a little on the sluggish side as he was still too tight for her gargantuan schlong, but once his insides surrendered to her completely, she could pound him with full force. The little male shook and quivered with every blow, screaming and howling in mindless bliss while she went feral on his ass.

Soon, Nick's limbs lost their strength altogether and he toppled over. Isabella kindly picked him back up and proceeded to hammer him standing up. This way, he also got to fully appreciate the sheer size of her monster. Every single thrust distended his entire midriff, stretched his skin and made the cum in his tummy slosh and wobble furiously just like his still spurting and squirting dick. His own cock was flopping and flying around like crazy, smacking into his thighs and his belly. Right now, he was the horny sylveon's fuck toy and nothing more.

Nick was still trapped in the wakes of an infinite orgasm as his mistress's thrusts started to falter, heralding her imminent climax. With a raunchy grunt, she slammed him down on her dick one final time, then she busted a nut. "I'm cumming, honey. Take my big fat load!" Not like he could do much else anyway. His mind still mush, he squeaked when the floodgates opened and she unloaded a fresh batch of semen into his belly. Powerful spurts battered against his already grossly stretched skin, filling him and rounding him out even more. His own orgasm experienced a resurgence, her throbbing and pulsating wang coaxing out another gush from his aching nuts. A stupid grin sneaked on his lips, he felt full and completely wasted. His paws sluggishly cupped his swelling belly, so full with mistress's cock and cum.

Isabella's second climax eventually came to a close as well. "That was great!" she sighed and endearingly patted Nick's bloated belly. "Boy, I did pump quite a load into you, didn't I? Let me help you off." With her fading orgasm, her lusty fervor had gone down as well, bringing out a surprising tenderness. She carefully pulled him off her dick. Her swollen meat departed with a lewd plop and left behind a gaping, leaking crater. But before he could leak too much of his precious cargo, she swiftly slipped a big butt plug into his ruined ass, making sure that he kept most of the filling.

Then she lifted him up and cradled him in front of her messy chest, giving him a loving smooch on the muzzle. "Well, that was a lot of fun, wasn't it? Let's go and find the others, shall we?"

"Alright," Nick muttered with a tired grin. Not that he would be much of a help, his legs rendered useless from the fuck and his brain an incoherent mess. However, as long as she held him in her arms, glowing with her liquid love, he was happy. First and foremost, he was mistress's toy and pet. He existed to make her happy and comfort her, he existed to drink her cum and take her dick, and he was performing his duty with the greatest passion he could muster because he loved and adored his mistress. With her, he was safe and happy, had food and a roof over his head. Everything a little zorua like him could ever wish for.