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Aaron wasn't sure exactly what to expect the maid he had ordered to look like, but his imagination was running wild. He had spent the entire morning pacing his house, sitting down, standing back up, watching the clock, and trying to busy himself with other tasks. He contemplated cleaning the place up a bit to kill some time, but that wouldn't have made sense given that he was paying someone to do that for him. She was supposed to come around noon, stretching out the minutes prior into something dreadfully slow. Journeys were taken back and forth between the front window of his foyer and his kitchen, hoping that the next time he looked outside he would see her pulling into the driveway.

His anxiety was belied by his terrific stature and build. A maned wolf, he had legs fit to be trees and knuckles that drifted just above his knees when he walked. Menacingly dark gray fur covered his back, turning into a creamy white on the underbelly and chest. Soft tan fur outlined his face and tipped his spiky ears. The flanks of his long, slender snout were snow white, a color that drained down the front of his neck and stopped at his collar. While his frontside was entirely smooth, everything on his back was a veritable jungle of jet black fur. It spilled from the top of his head and down his shoulders like an enormous cape. The tail was chaotically fluffy and pleasantly soft. He had enormous paws sporting plush pawpads and long, obsidian claws.

Of his many spectacular details, most glaring was his height. Nearly eight feet tall, he was the result of genetic engineering that had gone back several decades. Four generations worth of experimentation and selective breeding had created a race of super creatures capable of amazing physical feats. Besides just his enormous stature and beauty, he was noticeably athletic. A chest bursting with muscle spanned his shoulders. Beneath it was a rack of abs that fell into a deep V between his hips. His legs were not only lengthy but thick with an intimidating level of dense muscle. Just like his hand paws, his feet were huge, striated by tendons like steel cords. His dress was modest: a white t-shirt and khaki shorts that disguised his wealth. The house he paced through so maniacally was a privilege he earned merely by being born a superbeast.

It was on his twelfth trip to the front window that his heart soared out of his chest at the sight of a small car pulling into his driveway. His tail flew into a flurry behind him; his grip on the curtains tightened. He had to calm himself. It might not be her. Calm down. Reigniting his excitement was the sight of a woman decked from head to toe in a maid outfit stepping out of the driver's seat. Aaron's jaw fell open, letting in a small gasp. Waltzing down the driveway towards his porch was a stunning woman, one who far exceeded his expectations. She looked like a wolf in her features, but sported some feline aspects that made him question exactly what she was. A thick, canine snout sprouted from her kind-looking face. She was super tall like Aaron, maybe even taller. Charcoal gray fur covered her body. Streaking across her back was a tigrine pattern of orange stripes which wrapped her limbs and strangled her neck. She wore her similarly colored hair in a fat braid that fell way down her back. Strutting to the door, she carried her cleaning supplies in a blue bin from her paw. Her maid outfit was black with a fancy white trim. Her bosom was tucked into her bra, bouncing with each step. Rising from her black high heels were translucent stockings tied to thin garters wrapped around her taut thighs. She kept her icy blue eyes locked on the front door as she approached, confident that the job she was about to perform would be done so flawlessly.

Aaron felt the same way. He bit his lip to hold back a giddy squeal. He bought the best maid service money could buy, and they more than delivered. His gut was flipping over itself, churning with idiotic glee. This is gonna be fun! As soon as her foot landed on the first porch step he charged towards the front door. He took a moment to collect himself, then opened it and flashed his pearlescent teeth. "Hello there!"

"Hello," she said back. She made it to the top step, and Aaron realized that she was not merely tall, but strong looking too. The muscular definition in her arms were on par with his. Veins laddered up and down her forearms alongside sinewy muscle. He wasn't sure, but he thought she had an inch or two on him in height. "You must be Aaron. I'm Jamie. Nice to meet you." Her voice was pleasantly smooth and deep for a woman. It made Aaron's ears flick just hearing it.

"Yes-" He nearly said 'ma'am, but stopped himself. He decided it wasn't necessary to address someone who would clean for you and then have sex with you so formally. "Yeah. Nice to meet you too." He stepped aside and opened the door wider for her. "Please, come on in."

She thanked him with a small bow and stepped inside. She instinctively looked up at the yawning foyer in front of her, one plated in shiny hardwood and white-painted baseboards. A heavy crystal chandelier hung above her, dousing everything around it in a golden speckled light. "A very nice house you've got. More for me to clean, I suppose."

Aaron was sticking his head out of the door, looking left and right to check if any of the neighbors had seen. "Yeah... Sorry. It's not too messy, I hope." He backed up and closed the door. When he turned around he noticed her tail for the first time. It was bushy like a canines but conical like a cat's. It too was decorated with sharp orange spikes. Beneath it was her bloated hindquarters which he could make out even through the broad bell of her maid dress. He stared at it while he spoke. "If you don't mind me asking, what species are you?"

She looked back at him. He snapped his head up to meet her gaze just in time. Not that it mattered. They would be fucking before the next few hours were up. She smirked. "Tiger-Wolf hybrid." She flicked her tail out. "Like my stripes?"

He nodded. "I sure do. They're mesmerizing."

"Thanks. You're awfully handsome yourself."

Even though he figured that she was just saying that, he still blushed a little and grinned like an idiot. "Thanks."

She sighed. "So! Where should I go first?"

"Oh! Um..." He rubbed his fingers in his paw, thinking. "The kitchen, I guess."

"Lead the way~"

He cleared his throat. "Yes ma- Ah... yeah. Over here." He walked past her through the doorway leading into the living room. There it was connected to the kitchen and dining room. It wasn't a mess, but it wasn't immaculate either.

Jamie gave it a quick once over, then set her supplies down on a counter. She smiled back at him as he stood on the living room rug, looking like he had a stick up his ass. "Just give me a few minutes. I'll have this place spotless in no time." Aaron took a seat on a nearby ottoman and watched as she plucked a pair of yellow latex gloves and wiggled them onto her paws. She drew a spray bottle and a rag from her supplies and got to work. Going from counter to counter, she sprayed the reflective granite surface and gave it a nice rub down. While the action itself wasn't that sexy, it was the way that she performed it that was. She leaned over the counters with a slight dip in her back. Her ass was jutted out behind her, tail cocked into the air and sagging just a little to the side to form a large, furry question mark. The sweeps of her arm were slow and casual, like each stroke was crucially important. Her body would sway ever so gently as she moved the rag, leering that majestic tail of hers and swishing her dress around her thighs.

Aaron was enraptured. He could hardly focus on one facet of her body before moving to the next. There were the delicate twinges of her thigh muscles, the sharp jerks of the tendons in her arms, and the merry wag of her ass. Her face didn't go unnoticed. Its canine profile was handsome and bulky. A slight smile rode her lips, not conveying even the slightest hint of inconvenience. Her blue eyes would cut over at him every once in a while, exacerbating his already simmering excitement. It was too much to watch from afar. He stood up from the ottoman and sauntered over for a closer look. The air was crisp with the smell of detergent. Water was accumulating in his maw. An erection was building in his underwear, poking its way out of his sheathe. He tried to remain calm, but that turned difficult once she bent all the way over the counter, flattening her tummy across it and showing off all of the backside of her legs. His gaze was drawn to her slim achilles, up her bulging calves, past the divot of her knees, then around her barrel thighs. The view of her haunches was only just obscured by the curtain of her dress. The urge to walk right up and give it a lift was strong, but he stayed where he was, logic being that things would be better if he waited.

A few more minutes of cleaning and showboating passed before the kitchen was clean. Jamie was squatting in front of a cabinet and wiping it down when she stood up and faced him. "All done. Where should I go next?"

My bedroom, please. "How about the living room?"

"Can do." She tossed her rag into her supply carrier and pulled out a fancy looking feather duster. It was a fan of long black feathers sprouting from a short, fancy wand. Aaron had only seen them used in movies and in porn. Of course, maids who were supposed to only clean and not fuck probably used tools far less fanciful than whatever Jamie used. She waltzed into the living room, hips swaying. She went to a nearby shelf decorated with knick knacks and pictures. A dainty flick of the wrist and the black feathers tickled across the surface, letting loose a thin cloud of dust particles to drift to the floor. Her tail would rise into the air when she reached for the higher shelves. That same complacent smile lightened her mien, looking even more fetching when she would spare him a knowing glance. Aaron didn't know how many women knew how to make cleaning look sexy, but Jamie certainly was one of them.

The last piece of furniture was dusted, and Jamie faced him with the duster behind her back. "Anything else, sir?"

The word 'sir' sparked a shiver up Aaron's spine. "Let's go upstairs," he said, mouth turning dry. "How does my bedroom sound?"

She betrayed no reaction. "I think that sounds great."

The two of them headed up the stairs, Aaron behind her so that he could maybe snatch a glance up her dress. He wasn't so lucky by the time they made it to the top. Reminding himself that she would soon be naked, he guided her to the master bedroom. He opened the door and revealed a sprawling space centered with an incredibly large bed. It was draped in a heavy scarlet comforter that gleamed like velvet in the sunlight pouring through the windows. Jamie walked inside from behind him, admiring the imperial dwelling around her. "Very nice. I think I'll have fun cleaning in here."

Aaron was eyeing her garter, wondering if it was acceptable to tear it off her thigh with his bare teeth. "Yeah. I do too."

She went to work dusting his bedframe and the surrounding dressers. Aaron no longer harbored any doubts that her main goal was to entice him, not when she would bend over to absurd degrees just to brush off a tiny splotch of dust right in front of her. At this point the minor cleaning was just an added bonus. The real deal was the show he was getting and the great benefits that came with it. Aaron wasn't being subtle anymore and neither was she. He hovered behind her by only a few feet with his paws in his pockets. A fat bulge was edging its way down his right thigh, stretching the fabric taut with a potential to rip his zipper open by its teeth. Jamie's tail was swerving above her like a drunken snake. She repositioned her feet on occasion, letting the soft layer of fluff clinging to her thigh muscles wobble and shake.

By the time she "finished" Aaron was raging in his pants, desperate to give his manhood the action it so ardently demanded. Jamie was bent over his bookshelf when she sprung upright and faced her employer. His erection bloated out of him like he had stuffed a soda bottle in his shorts. She held onto her professionalism and maintained eye contact. "Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?"

Aaron was less tactful, staring straight into the soft ravine of her cleavage. "No. I think that's good for now." Now what? Do I just ask her to take her clothes off? That didn't seem very couth, not that he needed to be. He could've stripped down to nothing and whipped out his pecker for all intents and purposes, but it felt more pertinent to keep up the employee-boss facade. He tugged at his shirt collar. "Whew. Is it hot in here, or is it just me?" There wasn't a bead of sweat anywhere on his fur.

Jamie went along. She fanned her face with her paw. "Why, it certainly is." She blew through her lips. "Is there something you'd like me to do about that?"

"As a matter of fact, there is." He straightened his back, assuming what he hoped was an air of authority. "You can take your clothes off," he said, voice low and thrumming. Then he added, "If you'd like."

She smiled. "Why, I think I'll do just that." She tossed the feather duster to the side and turned her back on him. The back of her outfit was tied together in a series of thin laces that ran down the spine. It was tied together in a dainty knot. "Won't you untie me?"

Air swelled his lungs upon a tiny inhale. "Yeah." He came forward and gripped the end of the string. With just a small pull he undid the knot, letting the two strings fall down her back. He did her the favor of parting the dress, revealing more of her nicely articulated back, run through by rivers of orange fur.

"Thanks~" She shrugged the dress off of her shoulders and down her chest. Aaron took a step back, gawking with eager eyes. She slid the dress down her ankles slowly, revealing more of her striped back and then the swell of her buttocks. The dress deflated around her feet, leaving nothing to cover her but her see-through black stockings and her high heels. She was a monolith of woman, perfectly crafted from her head to her feet. That enormous braid of hers drifted across her back like the pendulum of a clock, shining in the sunlight. She swept her tail aside, letting him see her rocky ass and thighs, perfectly encapsulated by her pantyhose. The tips of her middle fingers slid up the flanks up her thighs and past her hips. She cupped her breasts and gave them a friendly grasp. She looked over her shoulder at him and purred. "Much better." Her eyes flicked down at his boner, then back up at his dumb expression. "Aren't you gonna do the same?"

He came back to reality with a curt gasp. "Oh yeah, yeah! Hold on." He kicked his leg up and yanked his shoe off. Once the other one was off he lifted his shirt over his head and revealed his manly topography. Down went his shorts and underwear, leaving him as naked as the day he was born. He stood proudly, as did the colossal pillar of flesh jutting from his sheathe. Much as his height was a result of his genetic engineering, it was his reproductive organs that reaped the greatest success. Balls the size of fists dangled in his scrotum, looking ready to tear through the fuzzy white skin on their weight alone. The sheathe was like a soda can while the cock it gave birth to was a club. The glistening skin was eggplant purple, the same shade as the inside of his mouth. Veins crept up its entire length, webbing it like a body-builder's arm. Precum oozed from the tip, imbuing the air around him with a very raunchy smell. Most of his shyness disintegrated once it was free. After all, how could a man so endowed dare to be timid?

Jamie's reaction was more tame than he thought it would be. The corner of her lip slanted, as if to say Oh, that's cute. "You're very handsome, sir."

"Thanks. Why don't you turn around and let me see how pretty you are on the other side?"

Her smirk deepened. "Of course~" She turned around. Her bodily theme of grace and athleticism was carried about her front just as well as on her back. A pair of wholesome breasts hung from her chest, toting a pair of dark gray nipples. Her core was flat and rigid, swerved inwards to form a nice hourglass. She held her paw on her hip with the other draped down her side. Her tail flicked behind her. "Like what you see?"

Aaron wasn't so sure anymore, not when she had a cock several tiers bigger than his was.

He stared at it with a face completely devoid of expression. Shock? Awe? Disgust? He wasn't quite sure what to feel. The sight of her organ was a baseball bat across the frontal lobe, obliterating any and all emotional thought. If it was something more manageable in size, he would've handled it better. He had known about and even met futa women in the past, so seeing one exposed like this shouldn't have come as that much of a shock. But Jamie was no ordinary woman. Aaron's cock was a colossus, but Jamie's was a leviathan. It hung limp down her thigh, brushing the tip just an inch above her knees. It was humanoid in shape, featuring a foreskin hooded around the glans, leaving just the slit to peek out and say 'hello'. Not only long, it was astonishingly thick. A winding vein slithered down its flank, alone but foreboding. The skin on her shaft and the fur on her scrotum was sheet black. Orbs the size of a fortune teller's sat perched behind the hilt, each one full to the brim with masculine juices.

Aaron's penis nearly went flat through sheer force of presence. He felt his testes retract in their purse. His throat clogged and his pucker tightened. His anticipation increased once he saw it lurch towards him. The great cockvein was pumping her full of blood, turning her limp limb into a solid spear. Fingers twitching, he instinctively pulled his paws up in front of his chest and fidgeted them. Quite simply, he had no idea what to do.

Jamie savored every bit of his reaction, from his tail curling slightly between his legs and his ears falling flat against his head. She laughed softly. "So, what do you think?"

He jumped at the sound of her voice. "Ahh... Ahhh... Yeah... Um..." He tried gulping but couldn't. "I think it's..." Was there a word for it? "Pretty..." Sure, it was beautiful in an odd, terrifying sort of way, but 'pretty' fell very short of the great tidal wave of reactions he was going through, including arousal, glee, jealousy, and fear.

She cupped the underside of her cannon and hoisted it up, aiming it at him. "'Pretty,' eh? It's been called a lot of things, but never pretty. Pretty fucking big, I guess. Hehe..." The tips of her fingers and thumb failed to touch each other as she gripped it. Her paw slid down to the balls, letting it flop somewhat, then came back up to the head. Her foreskin puckered around the tip, then slid back when her paw came back down. With each firm but gentle stroke she siphoned more blood into it, lengthening her already cumbersome shaft. "What do you want me to do with it? Just wanna look at it, or maybe get more acquainted~?"

A part of Aaron wanted to run out of the room, let alone get anywhere near her. The greater part of him, however, begged him to not only touch it, but to experience every inch of it. Such a monument of virility deserved to be worshiped. His penis rebounded into shape, no longer fearful but eager to please its new master. "I think... I think I'd like that."

She nodded. "I know you would." She walked over to him, heels clopping on the floor, dick swinging like an elephant trunk. Aaron leaned back on his heels, fighting every instinct to run away. She came within arms' length of him, held back by that gargantuan piston of hers. The tip leered across from his, dwarfing him with its hyperbolic proportions. It swayed left, then right, as if performing some sort of mating dance. Normally this was something a male would perform, but Aaron had since concluded that he was the one to be bred in this situation. His entire body vibrated. His earlier complaint of heat finally became real. It found him both in his blushing face and on his penis where he could feel it radiating out of her.

She took a single step forward. Her shaft glanced across the side of his and slid down to his pelvis. A shiver rippled out from the epicenter of contact, making his nipples go hard and the fur on his back become even fluffier. He'd never felt small during his entire manhood, let alone to this disgraceful degree. It was like comparing a rifle to a mortar. He didn't stand a chance. Jamie grabbed both of their dicks and playfully batted them against each other, jostling the dense, burning flesh. Aaron bit his lip at her touch. More precum oozed from his slit while an entire glob of it slipped from hers and slid down his leg like hot nectar.

"Y'know, you're not that small," Jamie teased. "I'm just bigger."

He chuckled nervously. "Yeah! I kinda noticed."

She hummed. It never got old making boys squirm. "Tell me, what you wanna do with it?"

He licked his lips. Realizing that he had been staring at her cock nonstop ever since she had whipped it out, he snapped his gaze up to meet hers. She wore a patient smile, though her Herculean erection exuded a much different aura. "I think I'll... Suck on it first?" He phrased it like a question, as if it was somehow not the right thing to do.

"Why, sure. You can do that~"

Relief made him sigh. "Cool. Uh... I think I'll do that."

"Perfect. Don't wait for my command. Go right ahead."

"Ah... Yeah." He looked down at her cock, reminding himself once again just how big she was. "Right." He awkwardly fell down to his knees. He had to lean his head back to keep his snout from bumping into her dick. The smell was horrendous, burning in his nostrils and leaving a metallic taste in his throat. It only made his erection stronger. He grasped her barrel with both paws, only just being able to touch his thumbs and fingers together. Looking down its length was like staring down the maw of a canyon. It felt ready to consume him, to subjugate him and turn him into its own. Being so up close and personal had him noticing every individual winkle, vein, and crease throughout her package. Another thickish wad of precum came gurgling out, making him blanch. Though the smell worsened and crinkled his nose, he wasn't about to back down. Mustering his courage, he closed his eyes and gave her tip a tiny smooch. Hot ichor stained his lips and siphoned into his tongue. The taste was like bitter copper, settling on his tongue and making his throat quiver. God, he loved it.

"There we go. That's a good boy~" Jamie cooed.

Aaron wished his tail didn't wag so garishly when she said that. He gave her another kiss, then another. His distaste for her sexual product softened with each smooch. No longer tasting foul, it had an allure so effective that it made him produce a glassy flow of his own. It drizzled from his cock and fell to the floor below as a thin strand of slime. His paws slid down her length and then drifted up to her foreskin. His jaw fell so that his lips could envelope her Cyclopian girth. He had to drop his mandible as far as he could make it go just to accommodate just the first few inches. Beyond that he could go no further. It was enough. "Mmmmm~" Tongue lathering the inside of her skin blanket, he bobbed his head back and forth, pistoning that Godly column of meat into his slavering mouth. "Mmmmf... Mmmmf... Mmmf~"

Jamie played with his hair and ears. Merry tunes hummed through her nose, a token of her pleasure. While he wasn't quite a natural at sucking big cocks, he sure had the enthusiasm to make up for it. "Verrrry good. I like that. Mmmmmm... You like sucking big girl cock?"

"Mmmmhmmmm."

"That's right. You want me to fuck you?"

He bobbed on her just a few more times before coming off of her completely. A hot gust of air breathed out across her soaked cock helmet. Bridges of spit were strung between them. He looked up at her with puppy eyes. "I do... But I don't know if I can take you."

Her paw slid down the side of his face and held his chin. "Don't worry. I have something for that. I know you'll enjoy it."

His face lit up with a smile. "Awesome. I want you to fuck me, please."

A grin wrinkled her eyes. "I will. Be a good boy and get on the bed for me."

It was suddenly appropriate to address her as ma'am. "Yes ma'am!" He shot up to his feet and rocketed towards the bed. He propelled through the air with a single push of his legs, arms out in front of him like a superhero's. He landed on the mattress with a bounce and then rolled onto his back. Sat up cross legged, wagging his tail emphatically.

She laughed. All it took was a big dick to break him out of his shell. She walked over to her supply basket over where she had left it. Bending over to reach into it, she offered Aaron an ample view of her backside, this time including her fat double-speedbag. She got what she needed and came back to the bed. Cradled in her paws was a large gel bottle. Aaron's fists tightened in his lap and his lips pursed. He knew what that was for. She climbed onto the bed by her knees with her dick slung out at him. She tossed the bottle at him. He caught it in his chest. "Do yourself a favor and apply that to your tailhole. You're gonna need it."

He looked down at the bottle as it lay in his open arms. It was large, and even for its size it was heavy. Whatever was inside of it was the real deal. He laid back and rolled onto his side. His leg lifted and his tail flicked into a curl to expose his tush. He popped the cap open on the bottle and squeezed the gel into his palm. It splooged out like molasses. It was bronze in color and speckled with tiny air bubbles. When he had enough he smeared across his paw which he brought down to his butt. He slid his fingers into his crevice. The gel collided with his sphincter, biting him with a nasty shock like pouring on aftershave. "Ooh!" He felt his pucker tweak, then dilate. Active electrolytes were going to work loosening his muscles and making his flesh more pliable. What was taut flesh became elastic rubber, malleable and easy to penetrate.

By the time his crack was lathered he was shaking like a leaf. The stimulation alone was enough to make his thighs quiver. Every brush of air was like a knife of pleasure, making his nipples hard. He closed the cap on the bottle, rolled it aside, then got on his belly. "I'm ready," he said weakly. His tail was cocked to the side, showing off his parted star.

A sultry smile split Jamie's lips. "Yes you are. Good boy." She shuffled forward on her knees. "On your fours, slut." That word hit him hard, accurate as it may have been. He obeyed her command, presenting a plump hind end primed for breeding. She hoisted her cock and dropped it onto his asscrack. It felt like a club of rubber ready to bet him into submission. She dragged it back and forth, smearing more of that goop along his furry canyon and around her cockhelmet. Aaron whimpered and shook. His grim anticipation had been replaced by dire arousal. He needed her cock badly.

She gave it to him at last, pulling her hip back and aiming her piston at his hole with one paw. Their bodies collided. "Huh~!" Aaron's head fell down towards the mattress, bulging his shoulder blades out of his back. His tailhole winked on her tip, imploring its entry. Jamie obliged with a soft shove, distending it just a few degrees. The gel had done its job, turning what would've been a tearing agony into a pleasing pressure. There was a rude squelching noise as his ass continued to gape, yawning to a rather unhealthy radius. Only when his ring matched her cock's breadth did he feel some discomfort. His face contorted. A hiss sizzled through his teeth. "Ahh... Huhhh... Nnnnnnnn..." Wider and wider he went until, pop! He swallowed her glans, successfully fitting that monstrous siege weapon inside of his pussy. "Huhhh! Ohhhhh fuck! God... Hahhhhh~"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh, I know," she cooed. She marched forward into his ass as slowly as she could. Every inch she stowed made his gut bow out around the head. A bulge reached past his navel and up towards his ribcage. By the time she was down to the balls he had a paunch like a pregnant woman's. His grip on her cock was heavenly. She took a deep breath through her nose. "Mmmmmmm, yeah. That's nice. Real nice~"

It was nice for him too, but not without some struggle. Pain radiated throughout his body, most severely around where his pucker was gaped into a chasm. Agonized pants fell out of him one after the other. They were well mixed with moans of joy. The pain was a bright glow, but the pleasure was a blinding beacon. It tore through him like a spear, making every muscle in his powerful legs tremble. "Ohhh! Ohhhhhhh! Huhhh... Oh God... Fuck! Yes..."

"You like it?"

"Dear God... Yes! Huhhhh! So good... Uhhhh~"

"Yeah, I thought so." She grabbed his hips with both paws, getting a good grip. "Here I come~" She pulled her hips back and pushed him forward. Her column rocketed out of his ass partway, then came crashing back in a single destructive thrust. Hips collided with ass, balls with balls. A shockwave rippled across his buttocks and thighs. His head threw back with a squeal. Another one followed with her next thrust, then the next. In just a few strokes she was at a punishing tempo, filling the bedroom with the sounds of pummeling meat and heart-wrenching wails.

"HUHHHHH! OH FUCK! OH GOD! YES~! HUHHHHHHHHHH!" Aaron's arms gave out beneath him. His face crumpled into the soft comforter. Scream-moans belted out of his open maw. Spit darkened the red fabric beneath him where his tongue lolled out of his lips. He was hardly aware of anything that was happening or why. All perception was centered around his battered prostate. There was no pain, only white hot, mind-crumpling, leg-shuddering pleasure. Precum drizzled from his cock in a steady flow, wetting the poor comforter beneath him. It was on the verge of something much more potent, something he felt coming with the ever-escalating delight of having his ass fucked so thoroughly. He tried telling her, but all coherence had been obliterated by this point. The pitch of his screaming had become that of a woman's. "HUHHHH FUCK! OH GUH-! I'M CUHHHHH!!! HUHHHHHHH!!!"

Jamie didn't have to understand what he was saying to get the message. Her huffing and puffing became more adamant once she felt her own climax on the approach. She looked down and saw her cock disappear into him again and again, coated around the hilt with a creamy grime. That and his girlish moaning was all the motivation she needed to fuck him harder. "Hahhhhhh! Yeah! That's it! Hunhhh! I'm cumming! Huhhhhhh I'm close!" It was only a couple more thrusts from there and she was done. She slammed down on him hard, gluing her balls to the back of his thighs. "HHHHHRRRRRRNNGGGGGHHHHHHUUUUUHHH~~~!!!" An eruption blew out of her, marking every curve and bend of his insides with a single rope. The cock vein bulged, imploded, then bulged with each proceeding spew. Her balls contracted into her body. She slammed her glutes together in a mighty clench, unloading every drop of their reserves.

Aaron responded in kind. Alongside her triumphant growl was a throaty wail from the depth of his chest. His inner thighs bulged and shook while the curve in his back deepened. What had been a stream of precum exploded into a pearly rope that splatted against the comforter. His orgasm flew out of him not in individual spits but as a seamless flow of cum that would burst in energy everytime Jamie's cock throbbed against his prostate. Like her, he let out every drop he had, failing to meet her in volume, but not in enthusiasm.

Jamie had a hard time staying up on her knees. Aaron, meanwhile, was completely dysfunctional. He was submerged in a swirling ocean of bliss, unable to struggle against the current. Jamie pulled out of him. Scchhhhhllllllllp! Her cock slumped downwards, lathered in gel and grime. What it left behind was a blasphemous cavern of glistening pink flesh. Cum glorped out of him and down his sack. It piled onto the comforter, not too far away from the relatively meager puddle he had created. He slumped onto his side, murmuring nonsense and fluttering his eyelashes. He was down for the count.

Jamie may have been spent of cum, but that didn't mean she was done. Quite the contrary, her cock was now raring for a level of action that fucking simply wasn't going to fulfill. The formally smooth skin around her shaft was now riddled with veins the thickness of her fingers. They throbbed angrily, looking ready to burst through the skin. Her balls had swollen to a frightening degree, stretching the skin taut. With her balls emptied, her body demanded sustenance. Looking down at the maned wolf she had so expertly bred curled into the fetal position, leaking her cum like a faucet, she started to feel very, very hungry.

"Aaron, do you mind getting on your back for me?" she huffed. He murmured something nonsensical and obeyed. His eyes were closed. He looked half-asleep. "Good boy~" She looked over and saw the gel bottle. She grabbed it and hastily squirted some into her paw. She swished it between her palms and started smearing over and around her entire cock. She tensed at the sharp tingling sensation, a sign that it was doing its job. Every cell and fiber across her pillar loosened and jittered, ready to bend to whatever load it was about to receive. Looking down at Aaron, she knew it was about to be a big one.

She grabbed her cock by the foreskin and opened her legs wide, flanking his legs with her knees. She quickly repositioned his feet together, something he didn't resist. Her cock aimed down at his toes. She stuck her two index fingers into her cock slit, barely feeling a thing. It yawned into a shiny cavity as she pried her urethra open. More of her fingers slipped inside, widening the gap. Soon her cock had become serpent with its jaw unhinged, ready to swallow the prey in front of it whole. Aaron's toes were pointed together. She descended her cock on them and let go.

Aaron felt something like a hot rubber band close around his feet. It was rude enough to make him frown, but not enough to make him open his eyes and check to see what the hell was happening. A massage, maybe? It felt kind of good. He smiled. Half of his feet were swaddled in some kind of warm, wet brace. It crept down to his heels and then his ankle, forming a very comfy stocking. What's she doing? Still smiling from how nice it all felt, he looked down. At first he didn't know what he was looking at. It looked like Jamie was trying to fit his feet into a single giant shoe. Then he recognized her cock. He couldn't see his feet. They were already gone inside of her.

That's when he realized.

His eyes almost blew out of their sockets. Every bit of energy that he had lost came back in the form of raw panic. He put his hands flat to the comforter, ready to scramble away. Jamie stopped him with a paw on his thigh. "No no no. It's alright. There's no turning back now." That did nothing to comfort him. He wheezed with terror, clawing away at the mattress. He tried yanking his feet away, only to snap her cock taut. Its hold on him was absolute, and its journey up his leg wasn't stopping. "Ahah... Don't fight too hard. There's nothing you can do about it now, sweetheart."

And there truly wasn't. Muscles that were stronger than any throughout Aaron's body were holding his ankles tight and dragging him deeper into her urethral hold. Her cock would squeeze on him, dragging him deeper by a few inches. It had grown into a giant sleeve of black meat the size of a sleeping bag. More veins had sprouted to the surface. It grew every yard that it needed to in order to accommodate its oncoming prisoner. Aaron's claws dragged across the comforter, leaving behind thin trails of white behind each finger. He hyperventilated through his gritted teeth. His knees were swallowed. The girth of his thighs did nothing to slow her gradual encroachment. No amount of pulling or jerking could free his legs. Finally he surrendered to her bondage, letting his fingers go slack and closing his eyes.

"Theeeeeeere we go. That's a good boy. Whooo. We're getting there." She carefully rose to her feet and held her paws on her knees. Her cock had inflated to the most absurd degree. The maw reached his hips, leaving nothing left of his legs. His toes dipped into the reservoir that was her balls, making them swell too. Her balls parted to make room for their new roommate. The outline of his toes and heels slithered down her scrotum, bowing her purse into something like an overburdened plastic bag. It would only grow from there.

Aaron opened his eyes to witness his navel vanish inside of her. With each clench of her cock muscles was a swell of juices that bled from her cocklips and into his fur. In one last ditch attempt to escape he tried pushing off of her dick with his paws. He gave one big heave, bulging his arm muscles and snarling his teeth. Sloop! His arms fell straight down into the pit, joining his lower body inside of her. Looking down he saw just his thumbs poking out until they too were eaten. He sighed dejectedly. It was worth a shot.

The grip on his body was starting to become suffocating. As her cock crept up his trunk he felt his guts compress and his bones squeeze. His ribs would contract one by one. The bones in his arms were digging into his gut. It was impossible to so much as wiggle his fingers. His only freedom of movement was in his feet where he could feel himself being dipped into a sloshing pool of Jamie's cum. Hot and slimy, it sloshed around his ankles which he rolled and bumped into her balls. The moment his pecs were inside of her was the moment his knees made it into her ballsack.

"Ahh, fuck," grunted Jamie. "Here we go." She was approaching the girth of his shoulders which would prove difficult to engulf. She worked hard, grunting with each pull. It was grunt, clench, relax. Grunt, clench, relax. Grunt, clench, relax. By now Aaron could hear her muscles at work. Skrrunch. Skrrunch. Skkrunch. The maw closed around his collar, then his shoulders. The hardest part was over. The rest was smooth sailing. "Mmmmmmm, fuck yeah..." Jamie sighed. She stood upright with her arms akimbo. Her cock hung off of her, almost completely raveled around Aaron's body.

He felt the lips close on his neck. The heat brushed his ears. Every clench strangled him. He leaned his head back, if only to prolong his tiny bit of remaining freedom. He looked down the bed towards the pillows. They grew ever more distant. Flesh fell around the very bottom of his skull. The crunch of muscle became all he could hear alongside the rapid thump of Jamie's heart. His ears vanished, then his cheeks. Burning hot flesh embraced his skull. Her cock hole puckered around his face, blanketing his vision with darkness. The last thing left of him was his snout, then his nose, then his whiskers, then nothing.

"Ahhhhhhhh... Whew..." Jamie felt triumph wash over her. Her cock was like a cocoon, writhing and squirming with a passenger ready to birth itself. An Aaron-shaped mass slid down its length, into her continuously swelling ballsack. Her tip fell back into its normal shape once his head was halfway down her chute. The rest of his journey hardly required any more clenching. It was a straight and narrow path right into her sack, now a bubbling mass of black skin and legs. Once the bottom reached the bed she had to sit back and let gravity do the rest of the work. With one last climactic slide, Aaron plummeted down the rest of her tube and landed squarely inside of her man pouch. The impression of his face came down her skin. His paws jutted out next to hit, groping and scraping for some avenue of escape. There would be none. All he would find was an endless tank of gurgling jizzum and pulsing flesh.

Jamie patted her pregnant sack and sighed. Her cock, now back to its regular size, looked oddly tiny drooped down on top of it. "Keep squirming, honey. It feels great." He did for some time, toiling through that seminal froth until at last he tuckered out and went still. With his cessation came a lingering ache both in Jamie's cock and her encumbered purse which was stretched out across the mattress as widely as she was. It was misshapen and bulging wherever his joints and limbs were pressed into the skin. With her muscles burning she realized just how exhausted she was. A yawn split her mouth. "Uhhhhhhhhh... Whew. That was a lot." She swam her paw across her sack where she thought she could feel his cranium. "I'm ready for bed. What do you think?"

There came a throaty, gurgling sound.

"Yeah, me too." She laid back and closed her eyes. "Goodnight, Aaron~"

She did not receive 'goodnight' back. With silence pervading the room she had cleaned and then ruined, she fell asleep.

THE END