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Ray and Perseus

The earth; once flourishing, populated by an infinite variety; now a gray run-down sphere. The seas poisoned, the air so hot that one can hardly breathe. Any movement in daylight is unbearable and outdoor activities are limited to the bare necessities. Life as it once existed had completely turned around in just a few decades.

In the past, nightlife was reserved for the young, the disco-goers, in the darkness there were mostly bar-goers, brothel-goers, pub-goers or light-shy riff-raff who wanted their illegal activities well hidden.

Then climate change struck with full force. For decades, the signs were perceived, but ignored or only half-seriously heeded.

How could it be otherwise? Economy and ecology had become strangers to each other, were no longer so easily compatible. The dramatic collapse of the various forms of society could no longer be averted, no matter how.

If one concentrated more on eco, the life of humans became unbearably more expensive, nobody could afford completely normal, everyday things any longer, threatened famines and uprisings.

If one concentrated more on the economy, then environmental protection and nature conservation came too briefly and the species extinction was accelerated.

Mankind stood at the abyss and finally jumped over the famous cliff, but not without committing fatal mistakes first.

One of them was the desperate attempt to breed super animals in gene laboratories. They tried to escape from factory farming by using genetic engineering to produce farm animals that on the one hand produced much more meat, more milk, more eggs, but were also much more fertile.

In the end, the goal was to produce male farm animals that only thought about fucking, that were equipped with a permanent erection, so to speak, and that inseminated everything that was not on the tree by three, and in the case of the females, a permanent rutting with subsequent rearing of young.

The life span was arbitrarily limited to 3 years. Either one ate the cattle before or it simply died before one had to feed it permanently.

Of course, this only worked out moderately and the experiment ended in disaster, sealing mankind's fate.

The greenhouse effect melted the ice of the poles, the sea level rose and made 16% of the land area uninhabitable, unless one loved to live with wet feet or was a gill-breather.

The super-potent farm animals turned out to be a flop. Not because they didn't do what was expected.

No, they did just that, but in their own way. They partially broke free and hid. When they were found it was already too late. The females had offspring and they were over the hill and the males of their species had done their best, according to their programming, to inject their sperm into everything that wriggled.

This resulted in uncontrolled interbreeding between wild, domestic and farm animals. Hybrids were created which man had never seen before. Were these partly bizarre, partly dangerous, partly absolutely deadly.

Otherwise it could not be called, if suddenly a predator appeared, which was big like a horse, had the endurance of a wolf, the jaws of a hyena and the speed of a cheetah.

At the latest, that was the "oh shit" moment and checkmate.

The remnants of humanity gathered in semi-intact cities and were served and protected by upright, rational, self-aware, anthropomorphic animal beings.

These were the last act of creation, in order to oppose in last desperation the overwhelming nature still something.

Hastily anthropomorphic wolves, lions, hyenas, tigers, i.e. predators were created and equipped with a soldierly intelligence.

Likewise, anthropomorphic farm animals were bred to care for and serve the remnants of humanity within the cities.

Upright intelligent horses, mules, cattle, dogs, rats, cats enlivened the streets, while outside the predators patrolled and inside provided a powerful police force.

And since humans always want to know who they are dealing with, the labs had spared no effort in giving each anthro the appropriate coat color according to its future area of use.

Thus the Anthros within the police service were equipped with a dark blue iridescent fur, while those outside the city limits were immersed in a camouflage brown-white-green mixture. The servants were mostly in gray and gray-brown, and were treated as such.

Hurray for the post-apocalyptic people, who had rediscovered their preference for the long-displaced slave mentality and lived it out.

***

"Have I told you that I hate these stupid critters?" asked Stephan, addressing his wife Vera.

"Yes, more than once. And you also know that I don't understand your dislike. After all, they do all the unpleasant jobs for us," the woman replied with a slightly gruff undertone.

"Nobody asked me. That dopey mule was just assigned to us."

"I think he's nice, and he's polite and courteous."

"At least he's wearing a loincloth by now. When he first got here he was naked and you could see his ugly balls hanging all the time."

"Envious?" asked Vera teasingly.

"What, little joke, eh?"

"Well, it could have been, because you were very quick to take a shine to his stallion genitals and insist on the loincloth."

"Stop! That's not quite true. I wanted him castrated, you just wanted the loincloth."

"Maybe so, but you know from our neighbors that their Doberman became lethargic and cranky after he was neutered. Eventually he attacked them and had to be weeded out."

"Yeah. Like there's a connection there. Eggs off and already something is put into it, although the stupid neighbor mutt was just shit," Stephan ruled his wife.

"I think it's more likely that he was deprived of an outlet to vent."

"You don't want to give them any satisfaction. They're not human."

"Sex is sex and a male ejaculation is a satisfying act, it's the same with us women," Vera pointed out.

"Now don't you start demanding that we order our anthro stud a partner."

"Why not? I don't fancy that I'll ever see him standing in the room with a hard-on, balling his broth through the air," Vera growled, now slightly disgusted after all.

"Okay, okay. You just convinced me. I'll go to the market tomorrow and see if I can find a mare."

"Take him with you though, let him pick one out."

"That too. As if it's not enough that he gets one in the first place."

"Just do it."

"Yeah, I'll do it," Stephan grumbled reluctantly.

The other morning, Stephan entered the mule servant's chamber. "Good morning Perseus," he greeted briefly.

"Good morning my lord. What can I do for you?"

"My wife thought we should do something for you."

"For me? Why? I'm satisfied if you are."

"That's fine too, but my wife gave me the order that we should go to the market together. She wants you to pick out a mare. For whatever reason she got the idea that you might want to fuck."

"I am of course delighted with this offer, but I don't want to get her into trouble."

"Oh great. Our servant is a stud with moral qualms. Seid was do animals have ethics?", Stephan became abruptly angry.

"You humans created us and endowed us with appropriate ideas, demands, and also morals."

"Oh no. Now no lecture about things you don't understand," the human shouted indignantly.

"Master Stephan, we may understand more about certain things than you ever did," the stallion added.

"How dare you," roared the person addressed.

"You see, that's exactly what I mean. People are so predictable when it comes to ethics, morals and compassion. As long as it affects you it's all right, but if you have to do these things to others it's over. We haven't ruined the planet."

This was too much of a good thing and Stephan could stand it no longer. He left his servant's chamber, ran down the stairs in a rage, tore open the front door and yelled for the police.

Within a very short time, dozens of onlookers gathered in front of the house, staring stupidly at Stephan, wondering what must have happened, obstructing the police patrol that had just arrived.

Two wolves got out of the vehicle, pushed the crowd aside, pushed their way through and finally stood in front of the master of the house.

"What can we help you with, sir?" asked one of the blue-furred ones.

"Not even the police will be spared from you, but no matter. You can get that freak of a servant out of my house."

"On what grounds?"

"I don't need to give them."

"I'm afraid you do, sir; there must be a compelling reason for a servant to be taken away and put elsewhere. After all, the new owner wants to know who and what he's dealing with," argued the wolf male.

"Because of me," Stephan added gruffly. "The fucking mule wants to tell me about morals and ethics. I'm not going to let him do that. I'm a human being and that thing in there is just cattle."

The crowd around him murmured partly in agreement, partly in disapproval.

"We'll take care of it," the wolf replied, looking to his partner and entering the house with him. "Where is your problem case?" he asked briefly more.

"Upstairs. Attic and in the small chamber."

"Stay down here, please, and we'll talk to him."

"I guess it's the least I can do. My wife wanted me to get a mare for this bitch. Take that one with me so he could pick out something to fuck. Unbelievable."

One of the wolves made his way upstairs, climbing the stairs.

His name was Ray, was still relatively young and new to the police force. He had already been on a few missions, however this one was new to him. Up to now there were only problems between humans, now he had to deal with a human-anthro case and it was difficult for him to stay neutral inside.

He knocked on the chamber door.

"Come in," the mule stallion called.

Ray opened and stepped forward a bit. "Your master sent for us. He wants us to take them."

"Did he? Can't he stand the truth?"

"He just meant that he couldn't stand them anymore, that they would lecture him on morals and ethics."

"He's right about that. After all, many people don't have such things, and unfortunately my lord and master is one of them."

"Can you describe the situation in more detail?"

"His wife is rather sympathetic to me. She insisted that I get a loincloth, while this guy wanted me castrated. He wouldn't even let me have a mare. And even she as a wolf should know who our ancestors were and what happened to us after man interfered with the genes."

"Yes, all too well. For several generations, we males were slaves to our sex drive," the wolf admitted.

"Exactly. Even though we're not to that extent anymore, we're still very grateful when we're allowed to relax in between."

"You put that very nicely," the male suddenly went over to the you.

"You know what," Perseus continued, "we're leaving now. Let them see where they stay."

"Come along, then."

Once downstairs, they faced each other.

"Sir. We'll take the mule stallion now," the wolf added.

"Yes. Get out of here with him and don't come back," Stephan snorted.

"Very well," the male replied shortly, then turned to the stallion, "Will you come willingly?"

"With the greatest pleasure," escaped Perseus, and he stepped outside the door.

A concert of whistles, accompanied by shouts of booing, blared out at him.

"Too bad some things didn't happen 10 years faster, then none of this would be happening," he shouted to the crowd, and was grabbed somewhat rudely by the wolf Ray and pushed toward the police car.

Once inside the vehicle, he turned to Perseus. "Now that was really stupid of you."

"Why? I'm just being honest."

"And not very smart. Some things shouldn't be said in public. Now we have to watch where we put you."

"Preferably where I can't be found."

"Good idea," Ray started, thought for a moment, then turned to the other wolf. "Samira," he continued, "get us out of town. We need to get out of human range for now."

The driver, who turned out to be a she-wolf and stopped to answer to the sonorous name of Samira, stepped on the gas and headed the car toward one of the city gates. "What do we do when we get out?" she asked.

"There's a camp for fallen men outside," Ray explained, addressing both of them.

"Camp for the fallen?" the she-wolf echoed.

"For those of us who have fallen from grace, and there are more every week. Perseus is just the tip of the iceberg."

"You do realize that if this gets out, it will mean war," Samira pointed out.

"We've already had that one," Ray pointed out. "By now we're all just slaves, and we're being recognized for everything to an ever-increasing degree."

"Exactly!" interjected Perseus, "The guy you saved me from was going to have me castrated."

The she-wolf looked in the inside mirror and eyed the stallion. "What a needless waste," she muttered.

Perseus, for his part, noticed the look and involuntarily returned it.

After 10 minutes, the police vehicle had reached the city wall and also the eastern gate.

"Stop," shouted the gate guard. It was a full-grown lion, a bit older, but well-trained. "Where were you going?"

"Out of town," Ray replied.

"Specific destination," the male lion echoed.

"You know the way," the male confirmed.

"Then follow the path and you will find," he said still and let the steel gate move aside. "Good luck."

A few seconds later, the car slid along a narrow path, having left the city limits behind.

"What happens now?" asked Perseus uncertainly.

"We'll take you to the camp now, you'll be taken care of there. I myself will stay there for now and see what's going on."

"How many are there?" asked Perseus.

"About three dozen. All former servants, two cat ladies from the health service, three former policemen, and ten men from the military, one of them city guards," Ray explained.

"Why did they all get kicked out?" echoed Samira.

"They were talking back to people. We still have the problem that the actual perpetrators of the thing don't realize that they're the trigger, not the victim."

"It's going to stay that way, just looking at this Stephan and the crowd outside the door of the house," Perseus added.

"Wait it out until you see the camp," Ray announced. "Up ahead to the left and then immediately diagonally to the right," he instructed Samira.

After another hour and the rough ride down a forest path, they stood in front of a rusted iron gate. A long time ago, a blacksmith had taken great pains to build this gate and had decorated it magnificently.

Meanwhile it fulfilled only its task and shielded the part lying behind it from strange looks.

"Remain seated, I'll make ourselves known," Ray ordered and got out.

Arriving at the gate, he stretched an arm through the foliage that had entwined itself around the bars, apparently waiting for a reaction from the other side.

That came, too, for it was evident from the wolf's movement that someone gave his arm a quick tug and then opened the gate.

"We are welcome," he stated briefly as he took his seat again. "You're in good hands here," he added in the direction of the mule stallion.

Through the gate the path continued, opening further back to a large oval square surrounded by various buildings. Light gray smoke rose from the chimneys, smelled of meat, fresh water, various kinds of fruits and berries, and freshly baked bread.

Perseus left the vehicle and looked around, walking a bit across the square. Finally, a horse approached him, it was an anthro mare, which was clearly evident as Perseus noticed that everyone he currently saw was naked. No one was hiding behind any garment.

"Welcome," she greeted him, "My name is Belinda. I am the director of the camp. What is your name?"

"I'm Perseus, and I'm a little irritated right now."

"I can imagine," the mare added, turning half to Perseus, half to Ray, "Why is he here?"

"I made a mistake and educated my master about morals and ethics."

"Oh dear, the cardinal mistake," Belinda snapped, "A big part of us is here because of it. Let me guess, yours was probably about castration too?"

"Yes, my master wanted me emasculated," Perseus replied.

"You are welcome to remove your loincloth. I suppose the mistress of the house tied the rag around you so your privates wouldn't be seen?"

Perseus nodded briefly and dropped the apron.

The mare gave a short whistle. "Now I know why, your master didn't want you to have those things anymore. There may be four stallions running around here, but you're a typical mule. Your balls are hanging almost to the back of your knees. That's been a fighting statement."

"You mean he felt threatened by my testicles?" asked Perseus incredulously.

"Penis envy is what you call it. I'd like to bet that you've had an erection several times that was seen by your former humans?"

"The mistress of the house saw my cock in full hardness."

"Then there was trouble, guaranteed. No one here will give you any trouble if you suddenly run around with a hard-on. I might rather happen that you'll be asked by one of the mares if you want to get rid of it."

"That's not going to happen," Perseus stated. "I'm bi, but I'd be more likely to jump at a stallion or another male. I've had trouble staying calm around Ray."

Belinda looked at him askance. "We haven't had that yet. I'm glad you're here. Ray, you have a beau and it's not because you saved him."

The male wolf stepped up beside the stallion and looked at him sideways, eyeing him from top to bottom. "Is your tail as big as your testicles, too?" he asked suddenly.

"Ehm..., it all fits together."

"Then you'll have to stretch me carefully and do a lot of preliminary work."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not averse," the male said, poking the stallion's belly just above the hose pocket.

This touch did not fail to have its effect and a piece of the mule's penis stretched out of its sheath, first revealing the inner matte-black foreskin, then opening it and releasing the still narrow and somewhat wrinkled glans.

"A delicious sight," escaped Ray. "Come on, let's go inside. I don't feel like doing it out in the open. - Samira, if you like, you can join the others and look around here."

"Aye, but if I may. I'd like to be there, and I'd like to join in."

Perseus and Ray looked at each other, then back at the young she-wolf, who began to undress from now on.

Finally she stood in front of them covered only by her blue-black fur, had a soft expression on her face, stretched her lush, almost oversized breasts through the fur and you could see a wet narrow spot between her thighs.

"Yes!" she insisted, "I'm in heat."

And, to confirm it, she grabbed her crotch, opened her labia and let her vaginal juices run over her fingers.

"Fucking shit. I want to fuck and I want to be fucked by you and be there when you do it to each other. What's so hard to understand about that?" the she-wolf growled.

"Then come with me," Perseus replied, clearly showing that he was getting horny. His cock hung in a semi-stand, long from his hose pocket, pitch black and twitching slightly.

"I'm in. My pants are stretching," Ray was still shouting, and he ran into the next house. "Come on, that's the arrival building. We'll get a room there."

After a few minutes, the three had arrived at a spacious room and were standing in the room completely undressed.

While the male wolf Ray and the mule stallion Perseus looked at each other, their penises trying to outdo each other in hardness, Samira lay on the bed with her legs bent and spread.

"Do you need another invitation?" she called out, growling.

"We're just figuring out which one of us should start," Ray sighed, looking down at Perseus' meat whip, which was hanging down at an angle, but not because it lacked hardness, but because it was extremely long, and especially because the glans was no longer thin and small. The top of the mule's fuck-tail was adorned with a bulbous, fat glans, big as a coconut, furrowed with knobbly bulges around the edges and a hole in the middle that wanted to say, I'll shoot you with every spurt of semen because I can.

"I want the male first. Come here Ray and cum on me," the she-wolf prompted, glaring wildly at him.

Seconds later Ray was between her thighs, kneeling on the bed, crawling closer and penetrating her quickly and deeply.

Samira concentrated on herself, she could guess that the male wouldn't last long and would very quickly squirt his cream filling into her pussy.

But he held out for an amazingly long time, the act dragged on minute by minute, the she-wolf gradually approached her orgasm, her first greedy moans turned into faster and faster breathing, panting, growling and whimpering.

Something she could not say for a long time because of her lust. Was it done for her when Ray penetrated her, pushed his penis past her clit, tapped her labia with his knot and rammed it into her vagina after a violent thrust.

Now he was hanging inside Samira, unable to thrust, just twitching, hoping for the redeeming climax.

Perseus watched the whole thing, standing next to Samira's and Ray's heads.

While Ray could not escape and Samira was at his mercy under him. Starting to rub his hose, the mule stallion grabbed behind his mushroomed glans, he thrust into the air, pointing his cock directly at Samira and Ray's faces.

Both of them suddenly looked to the side, looked at the fat fuck bulb, at the ever-opening cum hole, saw first a drop of precum and then the first jet with cloud shooting toward them, hitting them and coating them in milky creamy goo.

As the stallion ejaculated shot after shot, both wolves' heads dipped in a slime bath, they came themselves with an embroidered yelp, Ray squirted his load into Samira's greedy pussy, the male emptied his balls, the torrent of stallion semen leaving Perseus' testicles slowly ebbed. No longer did the more than fist-sized balls of stallion semen gravitate to the abdomen at such rapid intervals. Sank the biological sperm bank again deeper and deeper into its skin sack, pulled itself once more firmly into the crotch, sank again and finally got stuck.

Perseus let go of his tube, which immediately hung vertically to the ground, gradually retreating into the bag. Only the swollen glans, from which some sperm still dripped, testified to the previous mess the stallion had made.

And two wolves, who by now had managed to separate themselves from each other, now stood up in front of him and looked him in the eye with an angry look.

"WHAT?" began Samira, "What were you thinking?"

"That wasn't funny just now," Ray added.

"Sorry, but while you two were getting it on, I couldn't take it anymore."

"Couldn't you have gotten your juice somewhere else?" asked Ray.

"Where? You were inside her and you're just too tight for my cock. I don't even know if it fits with Samira."

"We'll try that out. First I need to shower, especially wash my head. Ray, come with me. We smell like mule jizz."

"I'm in," Ray replied. "I guess that's all you've had," he accused Perseus.

"Hmmm..., I've already held back."

"You can't be serious," Samira shouted, putting her fists on her hips.

"Yes I am, I can do more, much more. My balls are still well filled and under pressure. If you want, you can do it right now."

"Ray, go take a shower. I'm getting another filling."

"Don't you think you're too well lubricated now?" asked the male wolf.

"I think I need your lubrication badly now," Samira replied, sitting down on the bed.

"Ray," Perseus said briefly and looked at the male, who shrugged his shoulders briefly and left.

"Come and take me while I'm still in heat."

"I'll fill you up. I'll squirt my load out your ears."

"It's enough of you making my belly nice and fat with your stallion milk."

"I'd say it's getting less milk now, here comes the juicy yogurt, nutritious and creamy," Perseus boasted, feeling his arousal growing.

"Ah yes," whispered the she-wolf, reaching out and clasping the glans of the stallion's cock, giving it a little tug and quickly ensuring that the mule-whip was quickly back in working mood.

Shiny, plump, long and rock hard, his manhood stretched towards the she-wolf, she licked her lips, gave the open glans a kiss and stuck her tongue into the absam opening.

After that, she looked up. "Now go ahead and show me that stud. Give me your yogurt in my greedy, hungry pussy."

"You don't have to ask, I'll do it willingly," Perseus whispered, leaning forward, kissing Samira intimately through his pre-laid semen film, tonguing her, giving herself to him.

Slowly he pressed his massive ejaculation tube between her thighs, widened her labia, pressed his glans on her clit.

Samira closed her eyes, pushed her pelvis towards him, widened her vagina and let the stallion have his way. "I'm ready," she breathed.

Slowly and with a deep sigh, Perseus slid into her, conquering inch after inch of her womanhood, filling her completely, nestling her pleasure cavity around his triumphant pole, briefly pressing his glans against her womb entrance, he withdrew his glowing lance again and began to move faster and faster inside her.

Each thrust and each withdrawal were accompanied by a pleasurable moan from both of them, Samira's vagina gave off a smacking sound, Perseus' powerful instrument gradually forced out the male semen previously introduced by Ray.

"Yes, please. Faster...fuck me as hard as you can. I want you to blow my brains out," Samira was still screaming, coming to the next climax with a stretched almost maniacal cry as Perseus repeatedly thrust as deep as he could into her vagina, paused, lunged again, thrust, paused, and finally did it.

With a hotter whinny, Perseus' seed came once more, the scrotum jerked its contents upward, pressing the firm, bulging balls against the stallion's abdomen, emptying their load into the she-wolf, giving her abdomen a pleasurable little curve.

Exactly at this moment Ray left the shower, entered the room, saw the stallion deep inside the she-wolf, noticed that both were completely immersed in orgasm, his male penis sprang out of his fur pocket, abruptly became hard, full of horniness his testicles tightened against his body, he felt the pressure in his vas deferens.

Without a word and without warning, he stood behind Perseus on the bed, took his cock in his left hand, he looked at the stallion's butt, saw how his sphincter at the anus bulged outward with each spurt of semen, thereby squeezing and pulling back inward between spurts, relaxing and opening slightly.

Ray watched it for a while, taking in the rhythm, massaging his cock, setting it and pressing his blood-red, glowing wolf-limb into the mule's butt at just the right moment.

With a stifled yelp of surprise, Perseus pressed his penis as deep as it could go into Samira's pleasure grotto, pumping his creamy cargo further and more violently into her, while Ray had his male tail in Perseus' butt, sinking the knot with a guttural growl.

"If you can fuck a she-wolf, then you can be fucked by a wolf. Now you're ripe, my sweet. You want me, now you have me," Ray triumphed.

"Fill me up," the stud moaned, clutching the male's knot with his sphincter, forcing him to stay inside him as he thrust deep inside the she-wolf, shooting his load shot after shot.

Minute after minute passed, Samira was full of stallion semen, moaning comfortably under her subsiding orgasm, emptying a completely over-hung wolf male named Ray into a mule butt and the mule stallion named Perseus belonging to the butt into the she-wolf named Samira.

"When you're done I'd like to get up or do I have to slide out from under you?" asked Samira.

The stallion above her looked at her, winking briefly. "When the male stops hanging or you're in a big hurry."

"Sweetie, you've got a wonderful pleasure cane, a really horny pipe, and you're great with it, but your fuck pad needs to go to the bathroom and pee really bad right now."

"Okay, then it's urgent. - Ray!" The male hung and was busy with his ejaculation, did not react. "RAY! How far along are you?"

The male twitched briefly and pulled a little. "Let up, then I can pull the knot."

"At least it's a start," Perseus sighed, lifting his butt. "Pull as hard as you can."

Ray did as he was told, pulling hard, yelping as the stallion cried out in pain, but succeeded and he had broken free. With an enthusiastic whoop, Samira jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" the male asked.

"Our dear she-wolf had to go to the bathroom badly."

"Ah yes, full bladder and then our ejaculate has to come out. Yours rather than mine," Ray admitted.

So the two knelt opposite each other.

Ray's penis was hanging out of the fur pocket bright red, with the knot still swollen, its narrow tip pointing down at an angle, bobbing slightly, and a thin thread of his semen pulled out, dripping onto the bedspread.

With Perseus it looked similar, although in reverse. There a bulb had not formed at the end of the limb, but in front, was also clearly larger, seemed more like a funnel, in which, however, liquids are not poured in at the larger side and come out again at the thinner, but the thick end had a finger-thick hole and a fleshy extension of the seminal tube, which had closed. The stallion's tube appeared disproportionate, hanging down in a wide arc, was not pure black on close inspection, it was more dark gray and the glans became rusty red toward the open end. Small amounts of the ejaculate and also the vaginal mucus of the she-wolf Samira formed a shiny film on its surface, running in a narrow strip from the glans in one direction and over the plump, low-hanging testicles in the other direction also onto the bedspread.

"You're really hot," the male began, smiling torturedly.

"But so are you. I really liked feeling you, and I'd do it again if you wanted me to."

"Sure you would," escaped Ray. "However... I'd still much rather see you come. Would want to experience every detail of how you react, how you squirm under my hands, and how your cock swells hard and your juices shoot out of your tube."

"You are curious, aren't you," Perseus replied to the wolf's offer.

"Indeed I am, sweetie," Ray muttered loud enough for Perseus to hear. The stallion smiled, put a hand under the wolf's head, lifted it, looked him in the eye. "You're cute, too," he said still, and then began to kiss him intimately and tenderly.

Quickly noticing that the stallion was willing to follow his wish, Ray reached out a hand and gently touched the hose, feeling it begin to tighten again.

"You're ready again?" asked Ray, amazed, after he had released the kiss and stared with interest between Perseus' legs.

"I'm a mule and sexually underutilized and greedy. It's going to be a while before I'm completely satisfied and even longer before there's not a drop left."

"I should hope so, because when I'm done with you, your magnificent balls won't be able to and your pipe will be on fire," the wolf announced, stroking Perseus' penis.

"Don't take on too much," the stallion countered with fervor, twitching briefly in the male's hand.

"That's good. Nice thrust, be a good boy," Ray urged, grasping the hose as best he could.

"You're an impossible beast, you horny wolf. Be a good boy and keep massaging. You'll get your reward."

Ray looked fascinated at the mule's resurgent manhood, rubbed slowly along the entire length, bent down and licked over the glans.

Perseus winced violently.

"What is it? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, quite the opposite. You're doing it more than right, you've found the right spot," Perseus moaned, stroking the male's head.

"Perseus," the male whispered and began sucking on the opening of the glans. His own penis changed color again, became more reddish, thicker, the veins on the surface began to become more obvious again.

Suddenly Perseus slid closer to Ray's abdomen, took the latter's hand off his hose, held it toward the male's cock, took it in his other hand, pointed the thin tip at his cum-hole, and pushed it into the somewhat widening opening.

"What are you going to do? What are you up to?" growled the male, both frightened and impressed.

"You're about to see, my sweet, hot, young fuckboy. I'm your stud, I'm all yours now, and you're all mine. Just let it happen," Perseus replied quickly, pushing the slowly swelling male cock as far as it would go into his own.

"Damn this is horny," Ray groaned out. "none of this is real now, I'm just dreaming it."

"No. You're inside me, your fucking fuckwhip is now inside mine, and when you cum, you're going to cum inside mine. Then in my fat whip I mix it all up and fire our combined load at you."

"Oh yes, lover," Ray moaned loudly and closed his eyes.

"Hey guys. I'm back," announced Samira, who had just rejoined them. "What are you guys doing?"

She got no answer, only saw how the male wolf had pushed his erection relatively far into the stallion's equal and Perseus began masturbating himself and the male through his tight mating meat.

Samira watched the spectacle motionless at first, breathing increasingly heavily as the two males visibly gave themselves to each other, enjoying it and probably not needing much longer before exploding.

Quickly, the she-wolf put a finger in her vagina, rubbed her clit, wanting to come with both of them at the same time. She bent over, enclosed the stallion's cock with her trembling hand, felt the male's in it and kneaded firmly.

Perseus let it happen, closing his eyes and surrendering to Samira's hand.

"Oh yes," he moaned in sync with Ray. "Please don't stop. No matter what you do, don't stop. Be our mistress."

Already both of their abdomens trembling, Samira saw both of their testicles tighten against their bodies. A little saliva dripped from their mouths.

"In a minute," gasped the male, "I'm about to cum."

"Yes, come already. I can't hold it anymore."

That was the cue for the she-wolf. With a firm squeeze, she pressed the two tails together, released it quickly, pulled Ray's penis out of the stallion's, turned both openings to her mouth, opened it.

It was not a second too soon and not a second too late. Perseus and Ray gritted their teeth, growled chokingly and simultaneously shot their ejaculates into Samira's greedy mouth, the she-wolf stuck out her tongue, licking at the orifices as both males spurted their pleasure juice. Both had become will-less slaves to their greed, not realizing that the she-wolf had completely taken over.

After long seconds the spook was over and both sank exhausted onto the bed.

Triumphantly, Samira knelt over them. "Well boys. How was that? More of that?"

"Oh yes," Perseus groaned and Ray gave a thumbs up.

"Very good. Get some rest."

"That's much needed right now," Ray whispered, exhausted.

"You do that. The clientele will be delighted."

Perseus snapped his eyes open and sprang up. "What do you mean?"

"Welcome to the camp. I'm the instructor."

"What? How? You're a police officer," Ray asked, horrified.

"That's just my cover. We recruit willing males for breeding purposes. Or just because they enjoy sex and their dicks promise a lot of pleasure. We've noticed you two before, and we've been watching you."

"You mean we're being sold?" sighed Perseus incredulously.

"Yes. But you are not slaves. You're just supposed to do what you've been doing here all this time. You make a great couple and other males and especially females of all species will have their fun with you."

"I don't think so," Perseus added, "Ray, we've just been reduced to sex toys."

"That's what you guys are for. You have the tools to do it. All you have to do is work with your dicks and you'll get everything you want in return. But until then I will train you for a while and you with each other. There's still a lot you don't know that I'm sure you'll like," Samira concluded, leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

Ray and Perseus looked at each other, startled. "Out of the frying pan and into the fire," the wolf muttered.

"You want me to tell you something? We could have gotten it worse. After all, we were both having a lot of fun together just now, and with Samira, too. Why should we resist and not just do what we do best for the rest of our lives?" stated Perseus.

"You mean...?"

"Exactly. Born to fuck, born to experience and give pleasure and satisfaction."

"I love you, my sweet stud," Ray whispered.

"And I you, my hot stud."

"Are you ready for the next number?" the wolf asked.

"With you, always. What do you think?"

"I want your cock in my ass. But be careful. Your spanking is fucking huge."

"I'll go slow and be gentle, like I always am."

As the male made himself comfortable on the stallion's lap, Perseus grew his breeding tube inch by inch between the butt cheeks of his beloved wolf, countless pairs of eyes peered through the gaps in the wooden beams on the walls, bidding for both of them.

Were in this moment both not only united with each other, both literally merged, but they were just, without knowing it, chosen to sex gods, to splendor specimens to preserve their own kind and that of the countless hybrids, chosen to mate.