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Lake and Atlas awoke bright and early to find Rumble and Lenny waking up as well. They all yawned and stretched before they left the tent one by one. Atlas was the last to leave the tent, the bag of recovered sex toys held over his shoulder.

"Was a wild one last night, huh?" Lake asked with a sly grin.

Rumble chuckled as well, having a certain pep in his step. He slept the best out of them all, being practically dead to the world the entire night through. But the feline was certainly in better spirits than he was before. He and Lenny again apologized for the chase that they caused and they got to work on dismantling the tent they set up two days before.

"Guess we'll leave you guys to it," Lake said to the former bandits.

He turned his gaze to Atlas and looked up at him. They shared a nod and the two of them left the area, going back the way they came the night before.

"I still can't believe they tried to steal a bunch of sex toys," Lake said, as he walked through the forest.

Atlas chuckled and readjusted the sack over his shoulder. "Whisker's products are high quality, maybe even the best in the region. Beasts come from all over to buy his stuff, well those who can afford to can."

"Hmm, I guess that is a good reason to try and steal them. But this those two managed to steal this many, then the shopkeeper needs to buff up security."

The bear laughed to himself again. "Whisker is a stubborn one. But he means well and takes pride in what he does. I say he does have the talent to back up his...brash attitude."

Lake nodded, taking the ursine's word for it. He wanted to see it for himself, and aside from the completed quest, the squirrel wanted to hang out with the bear for a little while longer.

They continued to chat idly as they reached the bridge over the stream cutting through the forest. The water rushing underneath him provided an added ambiance to their conversation, calming Lake even further than he already was.

"So, do you live in Fangar?" Lake asked, wanting to know more about his quest partner.

"I do," Atlas said. "I moved there some time ago. I live on the edge of town by myself. It is nice and peaceful."

"Yeah I noticed that you're actually really gentle. Even when you ran at those other thieves, you were putting on an act, weren't you?"

"Despite my size and...appearance, I was never one to seek out conflict. But that did not stop the others from choosing me as the town's guardian. It...hasn't gone very well. I should thank you, Lake."

"Aww, don't mention it. Of course I would've helped you," the squirrel said, nodding again.

The two of them were in much better spirits as they reached the other side of the lengthy bridge. Lake was a little further ahead and he noticed something.

"Hey!"

Walking along the forest's main path, were the two otters that Lake had promised to help the day before. They stopped for a moment, looking a bit fearful before they realized who was demanding their attention.

"Oh, it's you!" the first otter said.

"Yeah. It took us a bit of time but we found those that took... Uh...what did you guys have?"

Atlas reached Lake's side and set the sack of toys down, opening it up for the same species couple to look inside of.

"Let's see... Ah! There!" the second otter said, first pointing then reaching into the sack. His paw was soon reeling back up, revealing two silicone cock rings.

"They were a two-for-one deal," the first otter confirmed, taking one of the rings.

"Yes, thank you so much!"

Lake grinned, feeling pride and joy rise within himself for helping the previously distressed duo out.

"No problem. Glad that we could help!" Lake waved to the two and continued on his way towards the town. Atlas was right as his side, the full sack bouncing and swaying against his back.

"Quite the little hero, aren't you?" Atlas said, watching the rodent practically skip next to him.

"Eh, you could say that," Lake responded, holding back a snicker.

He thought about just how he was going to tell the bear about his allegiance to the king. There were many who were convinced Tiberius had abandoned them. But now he was here to do good and save them all in the name of that same king. Sure, he could simply tell the truth, but would Atlas or anyone else believe him so easily?

Hmm, maybe. Maybe not.

He looked back to see the bear looking as if he was in thought as well. There was something that Lake liked about the bear himself. Not only did he look good, being tall and broad on every part of his body; but the bear had a personality to almost contrast it. He even spoke in a polite and gentle tone. A real gentle giant.

Atlas is a pretty good guy. Yeah, I can feel it. But he probably wouldn't want to go with me.

Lake slowed his pace, wanting to stay close to the bear as long as he could. He took a moment to just enjoy the peace of the forest. The light breeze in the air that shook the leaves of bushes and trees above, the soft earth and thin blades of grass that tickled his footpaws, and the scent of nature around him.

"Here we are again," Atlas said, coming to a stop just ahead of the town. "Fangar. Home sweet home."

Together the two of them stepped into Fangar and looked around at the townsfolk going about their own lives. The day was still early and it seemed that both the inhabitants and the few shops were all just starting to wake up.

Atlas led the way, seeming eager to do so. And Lake was right behind him, picking up his own pace to follow yet again.

As soon as they were near his shop, none other than Whisker came marching out of his shop. The grey werewolf wore a scowl on his muzzle but it changed when he came closer and noticed the sack Atlas was carrying.

"Is that-"

"Yup," Lake said, rather proudly. "We found the thieves and got your stuff back."

Atlas handed Whisker the sack, and the wolf was quick to snatch it. He dropped it to the ground and took a peek inside. Whisker then began muttering to himself, doing what Lake assumed to be counting. Just as quick as his head was dipped into the sack, the wolf pulled it back out.

"Hmmm. Follow me, boys." Saying no more, the werewolf turned around and hastily marched back to his shop.

Lake and Atlas did follow and they were soon inside. The squirrel finally got to take a look at the many different sex toys that lined the shelves. Most of them were dildos that were molded from many different kinds of beasts. One that caught Lake's attention was one called "Pucker Pounder." On the box was a display of a wolf's cock, ended with a thick knot. But the thing that made it stand out was Whisker's own face on it, wearing a smug expression.

As the others were busy stocking and perusing, Lake himself sought out the toys that were more suited to his own tastes. He found the sections of strokers and fleshlights. Now those were more his style. Some were ordinary tubes of silicone while others seemed to be modeled after the actual asses of other beasts.

Lake again found Whisker's face plastered on a box. This one was simply called "Whisker's Ass." It looked to be a large fleshlight that displayed a silicone pucker and even some plump balls underneath them, giving a truly authentic experience.

Now that interested Lake, but he had no gold or silver to make such a purchase.

With nothing else to do he returned to the front counter and Atlas was there as well. They watched as Whisker had put the last of the new toys in place. A deep sigh left him as the large wolf took a step back and admired the fully stocked shelves.

"We are back in business, baby."

Whisker cleared his throat and turned around, his face going back to that gruff expression.

"Well, everything's here. Guess I should thank you two." The wolf's eyes fell on Atlas before he sighed. "And I'm sorry for houndin' ya so hard, Atlas. But you came through so...here on me."

Lake watched as the werewolf reached underneath the counter and presented a butt plug to the bear. Atlas glanced at Lake but still reached for and took the plug. He said nothing as he placed it in his pocket. But Whisker snickered and dived under the counter again.

"G-glad we could help, Whisker. So, we will be taking our leave."

"Don't have too much fun out there," Whisker said, ending his words in another laugh to himself.

The duo left the shop and were about to strike up another conversation but a series of shouts caught their attention instead.

The shouts were coming from a gopher who was standing behind an open fruit stand. On the other side of the stall was a large bull, pointing and thumping his large fist against the stall.

"Give up everything you have!" the bull demanded, banging his fist against the stall, knocking a few fruits to the ground.

"I...I don't have anything to give! Please, spare me!" the gopher pleaded, visibly shaking.

Almost instantly, Lake was running towards the scene. He could hear Atlas calling out his name but he ignored it. There was no way he was going to stand idly by while the scared gopher needed his help.

With his presence now known by both the stand keeper and the bull, Lake stood tall and confident. He pointed at the large, masked bovine and simply told him to leave the stand alone.

The crook huffed through his nose and stomped away from the stand, facing the small mammal.

"And who do you think you are, pipsqueak?"

Lake gulped as a stomp from the bull made a small tremor under his paws. But he stood his ground against the thieving bovine. Alongside him came the sound of Atlas rushing up alongside him. Just like he had when they encountered the thieves in the woods, the bear left off a growl from deep within his throat.

The bovine looked Atlas up and down but he didn't back down. Instead he stomped his foot to the ground again and let out a deep bellow himself.

"Atlas," Lake said, keeping his gaze forward. "Hold him back if he tries something. I'll take care of the rest."

"Lake. Are you sure-"

"Just trust me on this, Atlas."

Another noise came from the ursine, but he stayed at the smaller male's side. They both stared down the bovine, Lake especially as he boldly strode forwards.

What Atlas didn't know was that Lake was already searching the bull for the energy of lust. And he could feel it. It was faint but a small flicker. Looking the bovine up and down, the squirrel figured it was because of the shorts that were pressed close to his loins, making a bulge that was clear to see if one looked for it.

"You're really big," Lake said, taking another step closer. "Yeah, nice pecs."

The bull looked down at him with visible confusion. The feeling of lust grew stronger, but just a little bit, letting Lake know that he was one the right track.

"And you've got some thick thighs too." Lake looked the thief in the eyes and gave him a smirk. "You know, I got a thing for big guys like you."

The bull made a low growl, but the rise in his aura was significant.

"Why are you wasting time here when we could do something much better?" Lake eased his way into flirting rather than just complimenting, drawing on the sexual urges that were rising within the onlooking bull.

"I came here to...to..." the bull seemed to start forgetting what his actual goal was. It was clear that his mind was becoming hazed. Lake could imagine the feeling of greed within the bull was being steadily overpowered by pure lust.

"If you step away from the stand, I can give you something way more valuable," Lake teased, placing his paw on his crotch.

That seemed to do it. Faster than he expected, a strong aura of lust was now surrounding the bull. The bovine huffed as his pants were heavily tented. As Lake urged him to, he stepped away from the booth and approached the squirrel.

Atlas made a low noise and took a step forward, but Lake held out his arm to stop the bear.

"It's alright. Can you make sure the gopher is okay while I 'take care' of him?"

The bear nodded and stepped around the huffing and grunting bull. He was soon leaning down to pick up the fruits that were knocked to the ground.

With the stand keeper being taken care of in the background, and the horny bull before him, Lake boldly pulled down his own pants, showing off his cock to the bigger mammal. He could hear a gasp come from the other male. Another thud and slight rumble came as the masked male dropped to his hands and knees.

"You can have this, but no more threatening and stealing, okay?" Lake's tone was a bit stern and it was aided by him stroking his cock, keeping it just before the big male's open muzzle. A tongue flicked out for it, but Lake rocked back, keeping it from making contact.

From the bull came a sort of whimper. "A-alright, I'll knock it off. Just please, let me get that dick already!"

Lake couldn't help but chuckle. Nevertheless, with the bull agreeing, it was time for Lake to hold up his own end of the agreement. He stroked his cock again and came closer.

The large beast under him made another groan as the squirrel's cock was dropped onto his face. Almost in an instant, it was slurped up and suckled on. Lake groaned and as he stroked the rough fur on the bridge of the bull's nose.

Within the hot mouth, the squirrel gave a few humps, grinding his shaft against the broad tongue and getting the entire length warm and wet. He could feel the rest of the tongue licking along his cock and even reaching his balls.

"Yeah... See? This is much better, isn't it?"

A small nod came from the bull as he continued to slurp along the length, taking in the flavor of the rodent's dick. It was pulled from his mouth, getting a confused murr out of him. But Lake stoked his fur again, a little assurance that they weren't done yet.

As he stepped towards the bull's backside, he saw Atlas still helping and assuring the gopher that it was all taken care of and over now. Alongside that, there was a crowd forming, whether they were attracted by the noise or the sight of the bull sucking on him; whatever drew them here, Lake had no qualms giving them a show.

Both of his paws planted down on the bull's ass, getting another deep grunt out of the burly male. In the same motion, he gripped the tight pants that hugged his ass, pulling them down with little effort, realizing that the material was rather stretchy.

Gripping his cock again, Lake placed it on the bull's backside, grunting as it sat in between two thick, bubbly ass cheeks. He rocked his hips, grinding his dick in between them and over the bull's puffy pucker. As he did so, the squirrel could feel something against his tip. He looked down to see that cum was oozing onto his cock.

"Were you fucked before you came here?" Lake asked, another thrust against the hole brought more seed upon his cock.

"Mppf... I was h-holdin' onto it." The bull chuckled, making his body shake a bit. "Saving it for...something like this."

Lake smirked and squeezed the large expanse of cheek in his paw. At the same time, he used his other paw to properly angle himself. He pressed himself inside of the bull without warning, moaning out. The hole was already slick and sloppy and the cum was already hot, kept heated by the holder's body temperature.

Lake couldn't keep himself from thrusting his hips hard, thumping his hips with enough force to make a sharp 'clap' sound between the two of them. He groaned and eased his body over the bull's backside, driving himself deep inside of the sloppy, hot hole.

"Oh shit!! F-fuck!" Lake's ears flicked as he heard the shouts coming from the bull, hearing the pleasure that was laced between the words.

He continued to fuck the bull with a series of quick humps, driving his cock inside of the used hole and against the super wet anal walls.

"Yeah! F-fuck... Little guy's so fucking big..!"

Hearing the large male being so vocal about his pleasure, about his own cock filling his ass, was a major turn on for Lake. A large, muscular bovine under him, moaning out loud and freely.

Lake's ears flicked again and he looked over to see Atlas at his side yet again. Just like before he was watching the rodent pound into the much larger male's ass, slamming hard and forcing more cries of pleasure from the bull.

"Wow. Rather rough..."

Lake just gave the bear a nod and went back to pulling and pushing his hips, pressing and pulling his cock within the perfectly lubed hole. In and out. Faster and harder.

The squirrel clenched teeth as he felt his climax coming. He continued to hump as hard as he could...

"So...close..."

With a final hump, Lake shoved himself deep and came, adding his own load to the bull's hole. Panting heavily, the rodent rode out the pleasure that coursed through him. And in the bliss of a clear mind, Lake had an idea.

"Hey, Atlas. Can I have that plug that Whisker gave you?"

The bear looked a little confused but he still nodded and reached into his pocket before handing the silicone plug to the squirrel.

Lake thanked Atlas and began counting down in his head. As quickly as he could, Lake pulled his cock free and pressed the plug to the bull's hole. It popped in easily and stayed in, being hugged tight by the clenching hole.

"There..." Lake said as he rose to his feet. He sighed and tucked his cock back into his pants. "It should be much easier to hold it in now."

"...T-thank you..." the bull said, and Lake thought that he could hear the bull sniffling.

"Oh thank you."

Lake turned around to see the gopher with a look of gratitude on his face.

"But, how did you do that? You got him to stop without even touching him. Well, at first at least..."

Lake noticed that the town's eyes were on him. He took the opportunity and cleared his throat.

"It's all thanks to the Dragon King. I am his champion sent to save these lands." He faced the gopher again and lowered his voice. "Happy to help. Glad to see your shop's alright too."

As Lake started to walk away, he could hear the many voices of the townsfolk whispering to each other. He could also see that some brave folks were approaching the still lying bull. The bovine wore a grin and was soon offering himself to the next taker.

Atlas caught up to him, walking slower than usual to keep pace. "That was...certainly something. Hey, we're actually nearing my home. I'm sure you are tired after...stopping that bull."

"Sure," Lake said, wearing a smile again. "Lead the way."

***

Lake was soon introduced to the cozy setting of Atlas' home. Everything had a wooden cottage aesthetic to it; the tables and chairs, the walls, and the floors were all different kinds of woods. He liked the feel of it and the couch he sat on was rather comfortable.

On the other side of the couch sat Atlas, looking a bit bothered by something.

"Is something wrong?"

"Is that true what you said? That the king himself sent you?"

Lake nodded, "Yup..."

He went on to explain how he was transported to the king's castle, and met the dragon himself. No details were spared as he recounted first being fucked by the king and then returning the favor. He told of his now blessed cock, the special necklace he wore and even how he was able to stop that bull with words alone.

When it was all over, Atlas sat back on his couch. It was a lot to take in, but he believed the squirrel. After seeing the way he stopped the bull that was the only explanation. Even the suavest of beasts would have had a hard time getting through to a literally raging bull.

Lake wanted to stay but he could feel the slight glow of his necklace. The hidden Divine Beast was somewhere nearby the northern region. As much fun as he was having, he was also determined to honor the promise he made to his king.

"Well..." Lake said as he got up from the couch and dusted himself off. "I'd get going to Clawden next."

"Wait, Lake..." the squirrel did stop and turned around to see the bear, looking a bit conflicted for a moment before a determined look formed on his face. "I'll... I'll go with you."

"You will?" Lake asked. His tail flicked excitedly. He very much enjoyed having company, but there was something about Atlas.

"You know, I already think of you as a friend, Atlas," Lake said, giving the bear another smile.

The bear smiled as well and he stood up from his couch as well. He approached Lake and leaned down a bit before stretching out his paw. Lake took it and they shook paws as newly formed friends.

***

Lake and Atlas were soon back in the forest, making their way for the next town past this part of the forest. Atlas told as many as he could that he would be gone for a while and the town employed their newest member to be the new town guard. The bull was happy to do it, especially if it meant he could be rewarded with a good time.

"Lake, I have a friend in Clawden. He could give us a place to rest when we get there."

Lake liked the sound of that. And if they were anything like Atlas, he was sure he was going to like them too.

It wasn't long before they approached the bridge, the landmark that would bring them closer to Clawden upon crossing. But midway on the bridge, the bear and squirrel encountered someone. That someone was a kobold with a chest on his back. The kobold was on the edge of the bridge, moaning to himself as he stroked his heavily dripping cock.

"Uh, hey," Lake said, getting the scaly creature's attention. "Do you need, uh, any help?"

"Oh no... uh, well..." the kobold looked Atlas up and down and smirked. "I'm actually a merchant and I can give you something real good if your bear friend does a little something for me. N-nothing too weird."

"What is it?" Atlas asked.

The green scalie gave another stroke to his cock. "I'm real close and the sight of some big pecs would be the perfect thing to finish to. You wouldn't mind playing with them a bit?"

The bear gave a light nod and slowly pulled his shirt up. Under the garment was indeed a pair of muscled mounds that were covered in fine fur. Gripping his shirt in his jaws, Atlas used his free paws to first simply squeeze his tits together.

The kobold moaned louder as the show began and Altas continued, drawing his fingers over his nipples, pressing, squeezing, and jiggling the prominent bundles of muscle.

"So fucking sexy... Aahh!!" Lake watched as the kobold bit his lip and thrust into his paw, shooting his load into the flowing stream underneath them all.

A little moment later, the short scalie had reached into his chest and presented Lake with a metal ring. It was thick and shined in the afternoon sun.

"Is this?" Lake asked.

"Yeah, a cockring," the kobold said with a giggle. "Top quality. It'll keep you hard for at least two rounds back to back. Maybe even more."

The traveling merchant was about to leave the bridge but he stopped and turned to face the squirrel again. "Uh. Actually, I am looking for a place called Whisker's. I am on the right path, right?"

The two heroes nodded and gave the merchant the directions he would need to not miss the town that was so close by. They also told him to mention them if he is stopped by a large bull.

With that all taken care of, the two of them crossed the bridge and continued on their way to Clawden.