FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Amid the bazaar streets flooded in the desert's vaporous dust it was the merchants who reigned. Behind facades of dry clay or wooden stalls their product was prepared, hung, and displayed for the right person and for the right coin. The regular howl of wind was a bassline to the constant announcement of what there was to be bought, each establishment having their own unique menu and assortment. Feral goats bleated, chickens clucked, finely woven rugs flapped in the needled breeze. They were the streets where the citizenry could sustain their families via the purchase of a meal or the fattening of their purse.

Aharon was within the higher tier of merchants whose products attained the most exorbitant prices. Within a fortress of rickety stalls and hollow buildings, it was his establishment that earned the prestige of being the biggest and most well-kept. Two stories tall and guarded by a duo of earnestly paid thugs, his means of sale was the most envied and desirable. Rare artifacts were his game, those ranging from the desert surrounding them to far off lands who fell outside the jurisdiction of the Great Sea. Weapons, jewelry, trinkets, clothing, fossils, he had it all. From the Duke's palace to the lowly streets he made his business in, his name carried the weight of luxury and exclusiveness that even the luckiest of merchants could only wish for.

Of course, he did not acquire such fanciful items on his own. There was a veritable company of adventurers at his employ who scoured the landscape for items of interest. They browsed for rumors of treasure across any city or landscape. Information was valuable. Rarities were not stumbled upon by accident, thus they required an accurate and extensive catalogue of clues leading to their whereabouts. His payment for potential leads was almost as lucrative as finding the objects themselves. It was good to reward his employees for their successes, both to encourage hard work as well as prevent them from hoarding what they found for themselves.

Aharon had no fear of any of that when it came to Athena, his most loyal and capable adventurer. She had only joined his employment recently but had done more than enough to prove herself in that short amount of time. In less than a month she had accrued an impressive haul ranging from rings to bone fragments of extinct creatures. Her lifelong experience of spelunking and ruin diving made her the best in the business. Aharon's hopes were high for her. With a potential through the roof in making him a lot of money, he did everything he could to hold on to her, inadvertently developing a liking for the young woman. If her skills extended as far as he thought they did, then perhaps he could make more from her than just a healthy bank account.

Blissfully ignorant of any such plans was Athena herself. It was under the scorching midday sun that she burst through the curtained doorway of his establishment, uncaring for the two towering brutes standing sentinel at its flanks. They recognized the spritely dog not by her appearance or attire but by the way she charged up to the joint like she owned the place. The purple curtains whooshed aside her as she stepped out of the gritty wind and into the tepid indoors. Her khaki shorts and shirt were caked in a doughy layer of sand and dried mud. Granules clung to the ends of her fur, matting it into heavy clumps. A tiny gap of clean fur opened and closed where the top of her socks met her calves. Inside her boots was a whole day's collection of what the desert had to offer her.

It fazed her none. Blazing across her face as hot as the sun outside was a proud smile. A pair of bright green eyes beamed through a thin layer of sand and grit. They were alive with the pride of her most recent catch which swung from her hip inside of a leather pouch. Her tall, athletic frame marched its way to the staircase. The bushy dog tail swished gaily with each step. Charging up the stairs her short black hair bounced on her scalp. The light brown highlights on her bangs matched the frame around her white underbelly, separating it from the black fur which covered her back and most of her limbs.

She made it to the top of the steps which presented a door leading into Aharon's office. She didn't hesitate, barging through it like a stampeding rhino and slamming it flat into the wall. A great plume of dust swept out from around her and into the office. There was Aharon behind his desk, recovering from the shock of having his sanctitude so rudely intruded. The flowing black cloak he wore over his body drifted down around him once he relaxed. His flared cobra hood retracted back into the flanks of his head and neck. That fierce visage of his, a stolid black snout replete in trimmings of gold, white, and gray scales calmed once he recognized Athena. The spiked green hair on his head remained in a frizzle.

Venomously green eyes homed in on his guest, softened only by the amused smile that rose the corner of his lips. A slender blue tongue flicked out from the port in his lips, blurring its forked tip into the atmosphere. "Athena! How unexpected. How are you?" His voice was shockingly deep, thundering through the air with only his faintest of syllables.

Athena didn't answer it. She resumed her march towards his desk, stood in front of it, untied the sack from her belt, and plopped it right down onto his desk. Thoomp! With the impact came a flinch from Aharon and a great clatter of metals. "I'm just fine, thank you." Athena said with a cheeky smirk, finally answering his question.

Aharon ignored her. His jaded eyes had gone round at the sight of the bounty in front of him. He brought his clawed hands to the tie holding the pouch closed and loosened it. The fabric fell wayside, allowing its contents to spill out. Before the two of them was a miniature mountain of various collectibles. Their materials ranged from tarnished silver to greened gold. Such conditions were not a blemish on their price but a testament to their age. With Athena to provide her testimony as to where and how she got them, they were certain to fetch lucrative prices.

Aharon's eyes darted from object to object, unable to focus on one for very long before another snatched his attention with its ancient luster. It was a lot even for the greedy snake to absorb all at once. "Incredible..." he murmured.

"Ain't it? I did a pretty good job if I say so myself." Athena pinched two of her claws together and cleaned out their undersides.

"I would too." Aharon scooted his chair back and pulled open a drawer. Inside was a scale, some weights, and sacks of gold coins. A few awkward moments of silent weighing passed before he tied up a handful of coins in a small pouch and slid it across the desk towards her. "That's yours. You've done it again."

Athena snatched the pouch up and bounced it in her paw. It was nice and heavy, just how she liked it. "Thanks a bunch! Got anything else for me?"

Aharon's smile deepened across the length of his jaw. His tongue flickered. "As a matter of fact, I do." He stood up from his chair, instantly turning into a monolith of cloaked snake. The top of his head loomed over Athena like the spire of a church, dousing her and the desk in his shadow. Athene didn't so much as flinch. It took a lot more than a tall snake to intimidate her, not that he was trying to. He floated out from behind his desk towards a nearby shelf full of scrolls and ledgers. His lengthy serpent tail trailed behind him from beneath the train of his cloak, whispering across the tiled floor. A chevron pattern trailed through it, turning from green to blue as it approached the tip. He retrieved a scroll from the shelf and presented it to her. "Here," he said. "This should be enough to lead where I need you next."

Athena took the scroll, rolled the tie off, and unraveled it. Inside was a basic map and a list of explicit instructions scribbled in the bottom right corner. If she recognized the landscape correctly, wherever this led to wasn't more than a fortnight's journey out of the city. "Alright. Seems simple enough. Know what I'm getting into?"

Another flick of his tongue. "I have a vague idea. There are ruins of a temple built to worship some lost goddess of who-knows-what. It's been on the maps of many people who've trekked the region but is considered impassable."

"Why's that?"

"I don't know, but I want you to go and find out if it's as impassable as they say. I trust you to prove them wrong." He waltzed back to his desk and plucked two more gold coins. He tossed them at her. She snatched them out of the air in her fist. "There's an advance for your trouble."

Two copies of the Duke's profile glimmered in Athena's paw pad. "You got it. I appreciate it." She opened the coin pouch he gave her and dropped the two coins in.

Aharon sat back down behind his desk, smiling coyly. "And I you, Athena." He bid her goodbye with a polite wave of his fingers. "Fun travels."

She shot him a salute with two of her fingers. "You got it!

* * *

The trek to Aharon's temple was easier than Athena had expected. She made it to the boundaries of the map before the fourth day was done ticking away, and the next day she stumbled onto the temple itself. Its withered roof and severed columns protruded from a rogue sand dune, home to a miniature oasis of grass and moss. Athena spotted it from a good distance away, causing her to double check her map to see if she was in the right place. That was too easy. There's got to be more to it.

She saw that there was when she approached the half-sunken structure. Between her and what had centuries ago been the entrance were several metric tons of compacted sand and earth. She knew that tunneling wasn't an option given the loose structure of the dune, thus she scaled the top to look for an entrance. It didn't take long to find one, but it only complicated matters further. In the slanted marble ceiling of the roof winked a single gaping hole. Athena could see no bottom when she looked into it. She knew it led into something cavernous because when she kicked some of the loose sand into the gap she couldn't hear it land on the floor below. The gap was only about a foot at its shortest. To squeeze through she would have to be at her absolute thinnest and even then, there was no guarantee she would be able to bring herself out.

She fell on one knee and retrieved her bag from behind her. Inside was a book of matches and some spare cloth. She ripped a small piece and lit it on fire. The burning fabric plummeted into the temple below, growing smaller and smaller until it hit the marble floor. It illuminated a tiny acre of cracked marble floor before extinguishing itself. Athena estimated the drop to be about thirty feet or more. That and the miniscule gap she had to slink herself through was what so many experienced adventurers called impassable.

Not Athena. She retrieved a rope from her pack and tied it to a stake which she dug into the soft dune only a few feet from the gap. A karabiner was clipped to her waist through which she ran the rope and down into the temple. It was rudimentary, but the best she could come up with under the circumstances. The next step was the hardest: squeezing through that gap. She sat at the lip of the gap and slid her boots through. In went her thighs, scraping against the lip of the marble hole. Her progress stopped at the swell of her buttocks. She could feel the drop linger beneath her like a pit of claws ready to dice her the moment she fell through.

Deep breaths. "Whooo... Whooo..." With her grip on the rope as tight as she could make it, she bounced her body deeper into the gap until her rump and tail phased through it. Her trunk slid up to her chest, leaving nothing left of her but her shoulders, arms, and head. The weight of her legs were ready to drag her the rest of the way down. The urge to collect her breath was strong but was constrained by the breadth of the gap. She did the opposite and exhaled, shrinking her chest so that she could slink the rest of the way into the hole. The last thing the sun saw of her was her fingerless-gloves gripping the lip of the hole, then slinking inside for good.

She dangled on the rope within a single golden spotlight. Trickling down around her was a thin curtain of sand that bounced off the floor. Beyond that was absolute blackness. The atmosphere was stagnant, lifeless, devoid of any visible life other than the dog currently swinging from its ceiling. There was no time for admiring the black featurelessness around her. She made a quick but steady descent down the rope, squeezing it through her karabiner and finally bringing her feet down on the hard marble floor. With a solid ground beneath her, Athena untied the rope from herself and gave it a good tug, making sure that it would stay in place. It did. Finally, she could give the place a proper look-see.

With little more than a book of matches to light her way she meandered through the abandoned temple, finding little more than empty shelves lacking so much as cobwebs. The inner walls were heavily cracked but sturdy, holding at bay the great flood of sand just outside. Painted on it were the depictions of gods and goddesses Athena did not recognize but made sure to make mental note of. If the temple had nothing to offer in the way of treasures, it at least made up for it in archaeological knowledge.

Prowling the walls, she stumbled onto an unlit torch still on its mount. It looked as dry as one would expect something centuries old to be. Lighting it posed a small risk of burning the place down with Athena in it, but with how annoying it was walking around with just a match to light the way she lit it anyway. The torch took flame at once, and instead of igniting some unseen tinder, lit the wall in front of her nicely. She noticed at the very edge of the light's corona another torch. She lit it too and discovered an entire row of torches waiting for her matches. With the torches looking too brittle to pick up and carry, she went around the entire perimeter and became the first person in half a millennia to bring light to that abandoned place of worship.

She had little time to admire her handiwork before she realized that the gods on the walls were all facing in the same direction. They were looking at a marble platform atop which sparkled a golden object. Athena's eyes widened. She bounded over for a closer look. Sitting on a flat plain of white marble and drawing the focus of the gods around her was a single gold ring. It was in flawless condition, as if it had been forged yesterday. It was too broad to be a finger ring and too thick to be an earring. It lacked inscription, leaving its suspiciously untarnished surface to reflect Athena's stare unhindered.

It was too good to be true. Even in the confines of a temple isolated from the elements, gold did not maintain such luster. This was a plant, it had to be. Athena leaned in closer, searching for any signs of a trap such as a pressure plate or trip wire. There was nothing as far as she could see, leaving the oddly girthy ring unprotected.

What the hell was it? She ventured the very tip of her claw over to the ring, glancing its shiny edge ever so gently. It nudged over to the side and without the sudden triggering of a temple collapse. She tapped it again, harder this time. Still no reaction. She plucked it from the pedestal and held it in her paw. It was heavy for its size, even for something made of solid gold. Probably just lead with gold plating. Whatever its composition, it was a neat little oddity. Perhaps it was a ring forged to symbolically fit the finger of a god. Maybe it was meant to be worn around the neck on a chain by a high priestess.

She looked back up at the gods painted on the walls and noticed something peculiar now that they were fully lit. The gods were all depicted as nude. That alone wasn't odd, but the one article they all had in common was what caught Athena's attention. At the base of every male's penis was a single band of metal. They each had an erection which even by the exaggerated standards artists tended to give their subjects was huge. The goddesses were without such garments, but sketched on the inside of their thighs was a less-than-subtle collection of water droplets falling from their gaped cunts.

The realization made Athena's gut turn to lead. In her paw was not a ring or any other kind of normal accessory, but a cock ring. That explained the usual girth. She cringed at the thought of how many dicks this one had been applied to. Her curiosity got the better of her though. She held the ring up to her eye (with a measured gap between them, mind you) and peered through. Yes, it looked big enough. The inside of the band was untarnished, looking as reflective as its outside. If the band did indeed have a lead core, Athena couldn't see it.

Athena knew she was alone, yet she still glanced around the temple to check if anyone was there. Confirming that she was alone, she unbuttoned her shorts and let them drop to her ankles. In their wake were a pair of boxers stretched taut by the magnum size of her scrotum. She peeled them down to reveal a burdensome sack carrying two shotputs of dense male flesh. Covering it was a coat of snowy white underbelly fuzz. Her sheathe erupted from her loins proudly, currently containing her penis. Tucked away behind the underside of her purse was her cunny, though it went ignored for now.

Athena chuckled to herself from the absurdity of the situation. Her paw grabbed her sheath and tugged on it to entice her penis out. She was in the middle of an ancient, abandoned temple trying to give herself a hard on. In just a few moments she achieved just that, giving birth to a pillar of pink masculinity whose sharp canine tip pointed out in front of her proudly. She held the ring over it, gauging if she could make it fit. It was about a finger-size wider than her penis was. Good. I don't wanna get an ancient ring stuck on me.

She carried the ring between her thumb and index finger to the summit of her penis. It slid down with some room to spare. Grazing it on the underside of her cock made her wince. She brought it down to the top of her knot where she let it sit loosely. Her paws went to her hips so that she could admire the way it looked. Athena was never the glamorous type, but she thought maybe showing her bedazzled member to a guy or two would be fun. Hell, maybe if-

Shhhhvvvvvvvvip!

In less than a second the ring began to glow. Like veins rising to the surface of a person's skin there came about a dozen hairline fissures that glowed like magma. It emitted a sound like air hissing through the crack in an oxygen tank then silenced itself with the sudden retraction of the light. It froze the expression on Athena's face. She was motionless where she stood, but her heart was about to explode in her chest. Huh? Her paw grabbed the ring to pull it off.

It wasn't going anywhere.

Horror dawned on her like a fever once she began tugging on the ring only to pull her penis along with it. The small gap that had existed between the inside of the band and her penis no longer existed. In its stead was an airtight seal unbroken by her many attempts at moving the ring. Only when her cock threatened to rip out of her sheathe did she give up. "Oh no! Nononononnonononononononono!" Her terrorized voice echoed through the emptiness around her. The lewd gods and goddesses around her did not heed, but rather continued to stare at the empty pedestal where their relic had once been.

Athena clasped her paws over her face. "Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh God. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..." What the hell is this??? Some kind of magic? No fucking way. In her decades of relic hunting, she'd never encountered something so bizarre, but what other explanation was there? It didn't matter. She had gotten herself into a real fix, one she had to get out of ASAP. My bag, she remembered. There might be something in my bag. She did an abrupt about face to run for the rope but was held back by her shorts still clinging to her ankles. "Shit!" She bent over to pick up her shorts and pull them up her legs.

She stopped. Her vision of her feet was obscured by the jut of her cock in a manner far more intrusive than usual. She was a big gal, big enough to put most men to shame, but what stuck out of her at that moment was something even bigger than what she was used to. Veins that hadn't been there before had sprouted across the topside of her shaft. A fat glob of glassy precum ebbed from her tip then plipped down on the floor below. The scope of her penis had indeed gotten bigger, yet the ring wrapped around its hilt did not sink into her flesh. Indeed, both were getting bigger before her very eyes.

Athena was not afforded anytime to gawk at her inflating organ before a great ache fell on her loins. It was not the grip of the ring around her shaft, but a sudden arousal that sank into the core of her nuts like the worst case of blue balls she had ever experienced. Athena, still bent over with her paws midway down her legs to grab her shorts, shuddered in her boots. "Huhhhhhh~" Her tail fluffed out behind her. She opened her mouth and lolled her tongue. A mighty throb crunched in her member, not begging but demanding immediate attention.

She hardly gave it a thought. Athena fell into a squat and immediately started masturbating. Both paws went to her length and ran themselves throughout. It was a task formally left to just one paw, but with the added inches and girth she couldn't hope to please herself without both. Her head fell back, aiming her open maw at the ceiling to unleash a rather immodest chorus of moans and huffs. "Uhhhhhh! Huhhhhh! Nnnnnnn... Fuck... Huhhhh!" Her balls sat in the cradle of her shorts. They too began to swell, matching the ungodly horniness which powered the rapid stroke of her paws.

With each urgent tug came another fraction of added length. The stimulation was fierce, making both the flow of precum from her cock tip and juices from her cunny become uncontrollable. Her legs shook beneath her. Her toes curled in their boots. All sensations that weren't centered around her vascular cock were shoved aside. For just a few moments she forgot the predicament she was in, a small mercy when compared to the colossal orgasm she achieved.

"Huhhhhhh!!! Huhhhhh!!! Huhhhhhh!!!" Spewing from her rod came a barrage of cum ropes whose reach nearly crossed the temple floor. Her leviathan cock muscle throbbed and retracted with each spurt. Those cantankerous nuts of hers worked overtime to drain what they could, sucking up into her body and then falling repeatedly.

Athena took several moments to recover. She swayed on her feet, nearly toppling backwards on her ass. Her jaw gaped in a silent scream of ecstasy. All that came out were the occasional gurgles of joy. At last, she lowered her gaze and saw the seminal desecration she had created in front of her. Worse still was the degree to which her cock had grown. In only a few moments her cock had stretched itself close to two whole feet from root to tip. The breadth was on par, forming a column of dense meat so thick that it resembled the broken columns she had spotted outside the dune.

"Oh fuck... Oh God... Oh nooooo..." She staggered to a standing position. No, this ring was not coming off easy, and yes, it was magical. "Dammit..." What was she going to tell Aharon? Hey. I tried on this cock ring I found. It kinda made me super horny and gave me a huge dick. Doesn't look like it's coming off. Sorry! She could just lie to him, but what if he found out? The sneaky serpent probably knew about the ring and wanted her to get it for him. But if he did, why didn't he tell her about it? Did he think she'd try it on?

If he did, he was right. While wallowing in the afterglow of the best orgasm she'd had in ages Athena could only cuss under her breath and struggle to pull her shorts back up her legs. She brought it up to her waist and realized her erection still hadn't gone down. "Oh, you've gotta be shitting me." She gave it a squeeze and realized that it hadn't softened a single degree like it should have. Her cock was wholly within the ring's control. "Well, that's just fucking great." It took several moments of awkward tilting and stuffing before she could fit it in her pants. From there getting the fly back up was an even bigger struggle. It looked as though she were smuggling a liter bottle in her shorts. She could even see the impression of the cock ring bulging at the base of it.

Then there was the matter of getting back out. Crawling into the hole was hard enough. Squeezing her way out was going to be even harder, especially now that she had an entire cannon loaded in her shorts. She tied the rope through her karabiner and hoisted her way back up to the hole in the ceiling. The first few steps were easy enough: get her arms through, deflate her chest, then squirm the rest of the way out into the open. Then her dick got involved, and things got complicated. Scraping it along with her entire set of hips was a process as frustrating as it was agonizing. Having her iron rod scrape into the hard marble rim was like running a rolling pin over it. She was able to push herself through, albeit not without an awkward pain that had her doubled over when she finally stood up.

Looking down the hole she had birthed herself from she saw the dull glow of the torches she had left alight. With her latest acquisition wrapped so tightly around her cock, she came to regret her curiosity and hard-headedness. She still didn't know what to tell Aharon. She couldn't just abandon him; he was her most generous employer. He expected her back within a week or two at most. Until then she had to figure out on her own what to do with the cock ring and how to remove it. If she couldn't, she would have no choice but to confess what she had done.

She prayed to the gods whose temple she had painted in her jizz that it wouldn't come to that.

***

Her journey back was a much slower one. To her chagrin, but not her surprise, her erection did not die down whatsoever. It remained stabbed into the crotch of her shorts, seething with a heat so intense that it made her sweat. Naturally, the stiffness was not the only side effect. With it was an ebbing horniness so intense that her every other hour was spent masturbating in the sand, using her two paws at their fullest. It was not something she could resist or prevent. After every orgasm there came a slowly resurging need to repeat herself. Every oath that she would carry through it until her arrival at the city was broken when she would inevitably drop to her knees off the side of the road, wiggle her shorts down to her thighs so that her colossal cock could sprout free, then jerk it violently until another serving of cum would blow out of her and onto the windswept sand.

That was the pattern: hike, struggle, masturbate, cum. Hike, struggle, masturbate, cum.

It was maddening and without end. Her crotch and seat of her shorts were so badly stained in fluids that the fabric was more wet than dry. Spotting the city rise over the horizon did not ignite any excitement like it normally did. The thrum of burning arousal and thickish breeding oil mushing around the inside of her underwear was far too grating to allow her any celebration. Arms swinging, feet dragging, eyes bloodshot, she trudged into the city limits among folk who shied away from her haggard appearance and swollen bulge.

Her immediate destination was not home, but the nearest brothel where she could better release her urges. She dumped half of her coin purse in front of the pimp and calmly grabbed the nearest prostitute. It was a young striped lemur girl who looked only a few years older than Athena. She put on an air of sensual professionalism up until she was presented with the gargantuan tool Athena had. Her black-ringed eyes went wide. Athena subjected her to the most rampant fucking she'd ever received in her career as a working woman. What should've been a back-breaking assault on her lady parts was mercifully toned down by the magic of Athena's cock ring. Shimmering out of the gold band, through Athena's shaft, and into the lemur's flesh was a bolt of golden energy allowing the woman to absorb Athena's cock like it was any other.

That did not help with the voraciousness with which Athena fucked and drained her balls. The entire brothel, already a din of gurgled moans and pathetic whimpers turned into a cacophony of animalistic grunts and wails. Athena climaxed once, and in the process had thrown her temporary employee into a perpetual roll of leg-shattering orgasms, the results of which spewed out of her and onto the clay booth walls. The end of the ordeal had the woman splayed out on her cot in a state of euphoric stupor, eyes rolled into her head, tongue lolling, legs splayed, cunt oozing. Athena was not done. With the price she laid out on the pimp she had enough time to blast her way through the entire whore house.

So she did.

Athena left the place with no more release from her horny captivity than when she had entered it. Behind her was an establishment forced to close its door for the rest of the day, possibly the week. The pimp had to inform his bouncers never to let that woman back inside ever again. Athena wouldn't have cared. Her mind was in a frayed state edging between jaw-chittering hysteria and numb shock. In the milky fog of cognizance, she could dimly remember the name of the man she had to speak to: Aharon. Aharon. Help. He can... Help. With no other options (and the word being spread across all whore houses to watch out for a super-hung bernese mountain dog) she trudged her way to Aharon's store, powered by little more than the maddening throb down below.

She marched into his establishment through the front curtains and slogged her way up the steps to his front office. The kick she delivered onto the door was more devastating than usual, sounding more like a cannon going off than a door being slammed. Aharon was in his usual spot behind his desk. This time, however, he did not so much as flinch. He and that conniving smile of his was waiting for her. His serpentine fangs unveiled themselves out of a malicious smile. "Athena! Glad to have you back! What took you? Why, you look terrible!"

Athena licked her lips. "Hi. Hello. I visited that temple you sent me to."

"Wonderful! What did you find?"

She tried collecting herself with a deep breath. Any attempts at appearing casual were ruined by the jut of her penis. "I found something you might like, but uhhh... There's one problem."

"Oh?" He tilted his head innocently. "And what's that?"

For the first time since they'd known each other Athena extended the courtesy of shutting his door for some privacy. She even did it with a level of calm. Without another word she faced Aharon, undid her fly, and drew her cock from her shorts like a gunslinger. It wobbled into place heavily, shimmering with a musty layer of her own cum. She tapped the cock ring drunkenly. "Here it is."

Aharon tried to remain professional, but his shock was betrayed by the swelling of his eyes. "Ah. I see." His tongue flickered. The air was heavy with the smell of Athena's sex, making his throat tighten. "Curiosity got the better of you, it seems."

"Yeah. You could say that." She absentmindedly rubbed her dick in front of him, letting a droplet of cum plip onto the tiles below. And he just had them cleaned. "I think you sent me to some fertility temple, or something. I don't know. Found this thing. Put it on. You see the results."

He gulped. "Yes. I do."

"Anyway, thing's got me hornier than a fucking rabbit. I can't stop jacking off. I can't stop fucking. I don't think any of the whore houses this side of the city are going to let me in anymore."

"Oh. Well, that's a shame."

"Yeah. It is." She looked up at him with eyes that hadn't known the joy of sleep in a week. "You got to help me with it. There ain't a damn thing I can do to get it off. All it makes me do is cum again and again." The emotion was cracking at her voice. "I just need it to stop."

Aharon listened somberly. "Well, I'm sure there are ways. Ancient magic isn't impenetrable, you know." His towering frame stood up from his desk and floated over to her. That wormy tongue of his tasted the air with greater frequency for every foot he came closer. He came to her within breathing distance, seemingly unbothered by the proximity of her fuck stick. He stared down at it intensely. "I see. Can I get a closer look?"

"Whatever," she panted. "Do anything. I don't care."

His scaly lips tightened into a purse. "Right." He fell to his knees and leaned his face in close. The heat of her loins emanated onto his snout, soddening his eyes and drawing his tongue out into an almost constant taste-test. He remained stoic, but behind his acid green eyes was an excitement sharp enough to begin generating his own erection from within his cloak. Exquisite. Exactly as I had hoped. He lifted his hand with the claw on his index finger pointed out. His eyes met hers. "May I?"

"I told you, go ahead."

"Right. Just making sure." He very gently tapped the cock ring. Tip-tip. He nodded his head, feigning having come up with a diagnosis. "Well, I have good news and bad news."

Athena groaned and rolled her eyes. "Give me the bad news first."

Aharon stood up. "It's pertinent you hear the good first."

"OK. Whatever. What is it?"

"The good news is that it can come off."

Her eyes came alive. "Really?"

He nodded. "Yes."

A sensation of relief stronger than the orgasms she had gone through the previous few days blew through her. She sighed hard. "Oh, thank GOD. Now what's the bad news?"

"Well..." It was his turn to sigh, albeit much more sardonically. "The bad news is that in order to remove it you must push yourself to the absolute limits sex can bring you."

She frowned. "What do you mean?"

"It means you have to drain yourself of all your sexual energy; cum until you simply can't anymore."

Her frown deepened into a scowl. "You're shitting me. I just ran through an entire brothel single handedly. You're telling me I gotta do more?"

"Have you let your refractory periods run on their own?"

She lifted an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Did you let your dick get hard again without trying to?"

"Oh... Well, that's the thing. My dick won't go down at all."

"Then did you wait until you felt you needed to fuck again?"

"Yeah..." she said dejectedly.

He shook his head. "That won't do it. I'm afraid you'll have to go even harder."

"Harder? How the hell am I supposed to go any harder than I have been? I'm not a freak, for crying out loud."

"No, but there is something we can do to remove your inhibitions." His lips opened into a sultry grin, revealing a Satanic row of white stakes.

She was too desperate to notice it. "Oh God... Just tell me what it is. Let's do it."

"You know, it takes more than just a city whore to eliminate such a curse. A sexual beast like you needs someone who can handle such physical standards." His grin deepened. "I know I can."

"Whoa, whoa... You're saying..." It took her a moment to get it out. "You're saying you and I gotta... do it?"

Aharon nodded. "I don't know anyone else more suited to remove this cure of yours. You're more than welcome to go somewhere else."

Athena's cock was already on the upper stages of arousal, urging her to fuck someone, anyone. She never really noticed it before, but the tall cobra in front of her was awfully handsome. "No... I don't think so."

"Neither do I." Aharon reached over his head and grabbed the hood of his cloak. With one swift pull it came all the way off and spilled onto the floor between them. Just like that he was totally naked, displaying an Olympian array of chiseled physique and reproductive splendor. Aiming out of his crotch was a sapphire pillar, long and thick, nigh on par with Athena's. A bulbous knot sat at the root, slimmed into a long, vascular shaft, then blossomed into a fat head rimmed with petals of flesh. The purse behind it was packing a pair of eggs the size of Athena's fists. It had to be through some kind of magic that he kept its shape hidden, even underneath the nebulous curtain of his cloak. Aharon was already a looming figure, but in his full nature he was a Goliath.

Athena was understandably shocked as well as impressed. For the first time since she put on the cock ring her penis felt less freakish. "Whoa. You had that the whole time I've known you?"

A throaty chuckle rumbled out of him. He stroked his member with just the claws of his thumb and index finger. "You never asked. Now seems as necessary as ever to show you."

Athena's cock throbbed needily. "I'll say." She grabbed the lapel of her shirt and ripped it apart, popping the buttons off and sending them scattering across the tile floor. It was thrown off only shortly before her bra was. Next came her boots and finally her cum-sodden shorts, leaving her as nude as the cobra in front of her. She stood before him at the ready both in body and in spirit. "How we gonna do this?" she asked curtly.

Aharon laughed. "I admire your enthusiasm, but even for a task as sinful as ours it must be done so with tact." He drew closer with a single step. Their cocks glanced off each other by the flank of their glans. He cupped the underside of their shafts, one in each palm. "I daresay I've never had the pleasure of courting someone bigger than I am."

Athena was panting. Every second of his touch was like an added weight to her balls. "Aren't that many of us, that's for sure. All thanks to this ring. Now if you could just do me a favor and help get it off me."

He purred through his nose. His tongue slithered out and dashed against her sweaty cheek. "In time, my Athena." He drew closer, sliding his penis across the flank of her hip and making hers to the same to him. Her breasts flattened into his trunk. Their immense height difference had never been clearer than when their hearts beat so closely. With his hand forming a soft grip around her pillar he leaned his face into hers and kissed her mouth.

Athena melted at once. Eyes rolling into her head, tail wagging behind her, she fell into his immense frame and surrendered to his persuasion. That wicked tongue of his wormed into her maw, writhing and squirming its way around her own wet muscle. A whimper left through her nose. She humped into his grasp and bled out another few drips of precum. His leathery skin so tightly wrapped around his muscles was heavenly to the touch. Her paw would grope his pecs in one moment then be clawing at his back the next.

He withdrew his mouth from hers to kiss her cheek, then her jowl, then her neck. A dank sigh escaped her, followed by a set of quiet moans. They did not go unnoticed, encouraging Aharon to draw his fangs on her and very gently gnaw on the soft flank of her neck. "Ohhh..." sighed Athena. The clench of her buttocks became automatic, pumping her throbbing dick into his open fist. The scrape of his fangs was dangerous as well as hot. With the lap of his tongue, it was like her every muscle and tendon ignited with arousal.

When his mouth came off her neck it fell open to reveal the entirety of his ferocious maw. Between his sapphire palate and jaw floor stretched thin strands of steaming saliva. His jaw unhinged; his canines extended. Lips once used for smiling furled back into a hideous snarl. With a flash of his cobra hood and a sharp hiss, he sank his fangs into her shoulder.

Schip!

"Ahh!" Athena's eyes flew open at the great pain that stabbed through her. It rippled out from her shoulder and across her upper back, throwing her head back into a spine-bending swoon. Her jaw snapped open and her eyes bugged. After the initial shout came silence. The air was trapped in her lungs.

Aharon's fierce visage softened as he opened his jaw and retreated from her shoulder. In his wake was a crescent of bloody dots on her trap muscle, the two widest being where his canines had punctured her. He cleaned the blood from his fangs with a quick swipe of his tongue, smiling proudly. Just as thin tendrils of scarlet began trailing from her wounds he asked her, "How was that?"

Athena could not hope to answer. Pulsing through her body was a potent venom which tore, strained, and pulled at every fragment of her body it flowed through. After only a few pulses of her heart it fell into her cock, making the veins swell to an even greater thickness. Her breath quickened. Her erection intensified into something like steel. Far from killing her, Aharon's venom enlivened her every function and thought, most notably her breeding tools which now throbbed and oozed at a rate even faster than her heart.

She found her breath at last. "Huhhh! Huhhh! Oh Guh-! Huhhh!"

"Shhhhhhhh." Aharon fell to one knee. "Don't fight it." He was not referring to the hands lifting to cradle her enormous balls, nor the soft kisses he landed on the apex of her cock. He was merely letting her know that the toxins surging through her body and igniting every sensation possible was inevitable. It was best to embrace it and allow its dictation over her body.

Embrace it she did. Her paw went to the back of Aharon's head, grabbing an entire fistful of green hair. A hideous groan slipped out of her as his maw fell open to release his tongue. Its slender length formed a helix around her shaft, sweeping all the way down to her iron knot. From his unhinged jaw poured a moist breath so hot that steam flowed with it. Athena shuddered, mesmerized by the sight of his maw at full extension. Those envious eyes peered up at her saucily, locking gazes with her as his head came onto her and swallowed the top quadrant of her cock.

"Ulk." She went straight down his throat without so much as grazing his palate or mouth floor. His eyes did not wince, neither did he gag. He continued forward as though there were nothing in front of him, swelling his neck down to the collar and touching his nose to the cock ring. He stayed where he was for some time, swaddling her in the blinding heat of his inner body. Dexterous muscles flexed and pulled on her to draw out more of that succulent nectar. It slithered down his gullet and into his tummy where its warmth dissipated throughout his insides.

Athena was beside herself with delight. Her eyelids flickered over her pupils as they rolled up into her skull. She kept her jaw lax with her tongue panting visibly. The grip on Aharon's hair tightened and loosened. It was the most control she had over the situation, which was a lot considering how much of her cock was blanketed in Aharon's throat.

She was his now. It was time to have some fun. His head fell back until her glans bulged the entrance of his gullet. He immediately came back down, impaling himself with a gross schlulk sound. It echoed throughout his office alongside the beat of Athena's moans. His hooded head fell on her shaft with such speed and fluidity that his extended cobra hood flapped like the wings of a bird astride his head. Still his eyes were locked up towards hers, enjoying every bit of her reaction as well as the weight of her cock in his throat.

Looking down at him was a bad idea. The sight of his serpentine mien sliding up and down her length was the last straw. "Huuuuuaaaahhhh~~~!!!" Every muscle and vein in Athena's cock exploded into a single throb. Skwirshhh. Skwirshhh. Skwirshhh. That core of muscle running along its underside, a column big enough to be a cock on its own, collapsed and then exploded, expelling what was the fattest rope of cum Aharon ever had the honor of swallowing. He knew it was coming, but the ferocity with which it stabbed into his neck made the otherwise stoic snake's eyes bulge in their sockets. He squinted them shut, bracing for the next several spurts of hot cum before sliding his head off with a loud schlocking sound. He kept his unplugged mouth at the same gape and began stroking her with both hands. More cum rocketed out of her smacking him in the palate and around his tongue cavity.

Even when her orgasm tapered away, he was not finished. Upon the final spit he closed his mouth back down on her, wrapping his lips around just the very tip. They puckered into a tight seal while his hands resumed stroking her. Poor Athena was struck by a crippling level of ecstasy. Her knees buckled beneath her and shook, nearly collapsing onto the cobra beneath her. "Huh! Huh! Huh! Oh fuck! Huhhh!" Nothing came out of her, but it felt as though every drop of what she had in her balls were ripping out and into Aharon's vacuuming maw.

He only stopped when he thought she'd had enough. His mouth separated with a cheeky mwah. He continued stroking her, albeit with a sensual torpor. His tongue flickering about the steamy air between them. He smiled at her. "And how was that? Better than fucking some lowly whore, I reckon."

Athena was still recovering. "Oh fuck... Holy shit... God... Yeah... Yeah it was." The venom was still coursing through her veins. In coordination with the cock ring her horny was not dissipating, instead increasing by the moment. "Think you can do that again?"

He chuckled. "I'll do you one better." He stood up, towering over her once more and accidentally knocking their dicks off one another. He grabbed her paw like someone ready to walk their loved one across the street. "Join me at my desk, will you?" The two of them sauntered over to his work desk which was conspicuously clear of any objects. "Climb onto your back," he commanded. "Get comfortable."

She obeyed without protest, ready to submit herself in any way she could to his lewd diction. She fell onto her back across the smooth wooden desktop. Her dick flopped onto her lower tummy, seeping yet more precum onto her white fur. Aharon joined her by kicking his huge foot onto the desk and propelling himself upwards. He stood over her like a church steeple, divine in both his presentation as well as power. He fell into a squat, balancing on the balls of his feet. His giant legs swung out at his side like wings, every portion of them bulging with muscle. The bottom cusp of his haunches landed on her cock, hotdogging himself. Forward and backwards he went, grinding himself on her with a teasing smile.

Athena groaned. "God... I thought you said we had to fuck hard. You didn't say anything about torturing me."

He murred. "Like I said, we will in time. It's about the journey rather than the destination, is it not?" His tail hole slid and grinded across her shaft. That blissful inner heat of his was joined by a spicy aroma that mad Athena's nose crinkle.

"Fuck... Aharon... You're killing me..."

"No," he said. "Not yet." He lifted himself from her penis and grabbed it. He stood up halfway so that he could aim at her cock at the ceiling and bring his ass over it. A wrinkled blue crater sat between his haunches, just below his cocked snake tail and hanging balls. He descended, colliding their intimates for good and making his hole stretch. "Ahh..." Bliss like the sweetest massage thrummed through his insides, enticing him to go lower and envelope her cock helmet.

"Ooooh..." She gripped the topside of his thighs and scratched with her claws. This was a grip even hotter and tighter than his throat had been, earning more moans and huffs. "Hahhhh shit... That's nice."

Aharon slid down her shaft ever so slowly. His eyes were closed and his mouth formed a content smile. "Mmmmmmm, I agree." His grossly distended pucker made it all the way down to the golden ring, smothering her in his bodily love. The ring did not call upon its power to make him more malleable. Aharon was a man of many talents; pleasing the overly endowed was among his greatest. Rising from his pelvis and into his gut was a fat bulge where her cock lay entrenched. He pushed himself back up with his feet then promptly fell. "Hahhhhh~" His huge frame elevated and plummeted with an impressive grace for his size. The muscles in his inner thighs flexed. His toes dug their claws into the desktop scratching at the wood. Spilling from his jaws was his tongue, not flicking in the air for a taste, but winding about maniacally in front of his chest. "Huhhhhh yes! Mmmmmm~"

Athena did the most she could at that moment which was simply holding on for dear life. Her voice bellowed alongside his just as loudly. Between reflexive swoons of her head, she watched him ride her so that she could entrance herself with the bob of his dick. Her fingers wrenched at his thighs, urging him to go faster. He obliged while throwing his hips in wide, effeminate circles, odd to see on such a masculine tower of snake. Before long he went so fast that he had to surrender himself to gravity and allow his ass to fall on her knot full force. The desk whumped beneath them. Dust fell from the ceiling of the floor below them. The guards out front just stared out at the street in front of them, pretending like they didn't hear anything while the people walking by gawked and laughed to themselves.

It became much harder to ignore when Aharon started getting close. His desperate huffing turned into sincere moans. That wild look on his face contorted into something more reflective of his escalating pleasure. His cobra hood flared and his head swooned back. "Ahhhh! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh God! Huhhhhh!"

Hearing such a deep, powerful voice turn so fragile and whiny was an emotional sledgehammer on Athena's heart, spiking her ecstasy straight towards her second climax. Her face balled into a scrunch and her teeth gritted. The claws on her fingers scraped down his scaly thighs. "Ah fuck! Me too! Hnnnnnnngggghhhhhh FUCK!" They both erupted within an instant of one another, Athena painting his insides and Aharon her chest. The shock of pleasure which exploded across his loins and inner legs had his body come down on her fully. His ass cheeks gaped around her knot until...

POP!

His pucker swallowed her organ to the hilt. His voice trailed off into a girlish squeal that made the two men standing outside flinch and blush. Molten ivory spewed out from his cock tip from between her cleavage, striking underneath her chin. She flinched away, only to have her face receive another duo of cum-spurts. Aharon's entire body quaked atop her like gelatin, barely able to keep itself upright. Having her cock throb and erupt inside of him made sure that he received payback for the oral torture he had given her earlier.

They came off their peaks amidst an atmosphere saturated with the stench of sex. They both panted hard, trying to collect themselves. Aharon's attempt at getting up was held back by the gargantuan dick knot in his ass. Athena was so inundated with pleasure that she was hardly aware of the hot man nectar that had been whipped across her face and into her hair. Only after a few moments of panting did Aharon finally speak. "Ahhh... Ahhhh... Wow... Incredible... Everything I hoped it would be~" He rubbed his bulging tummy where her cock remained. Liquid warmth squelched along his innards like flowing magma, hot and heavy.

Athena tried blinking her eyes open. They remained shut thanks to the wad of cum he had printed across her visor. "Shit..." She swiped them clean with her two fingers. She looked up and saw the 7 and a half foot tall serpent who had fucked himself silly on her. "Damn... I didn't know you had that in you."

He chuckled and rubbed his penis around the inside of her breasts. It was losing its firmness but would soon get it back. "There's a lot you don't know about me, my dear. The list of things I can't do are few and in between."

"I don't doubt it." Meanwhile, her cock was still as hard as ever. It ached from within him, constricted by his tight ass muscles. "Do you think that was enough to get the ring off? God damn..."

He hummed while rubbing his gut bulge. "It doesn't feel like you've lost any stature down there. I think one more ought to do it."

"Shit... I can still feel that stuff you put in me." Her eyelids fluttered. "It's not letting me relax. It's like I still need to fuck."

"Then why don't you~?" He splayed his hands on her shoulders, pressed down on her, and carefully pried his ass off her lap. It took a few grunts and hisses, but finally his pucker distended around her knot and let him off. Sclllp! He let loose a heavy sigh and stood upright. Athena's column fell back down on her tummy with a loud slap while Aharon's tailhole gaped at an atrocious degree, showing off his sapphire insides. Gurgling out of him was a steady river of white syrup that glopped all over her balls. He stuck his four fingers into his backside and squished the sexual quagmire around. He hummed delightfully. "I say, you're quite the stud you know."

"Hmph, not by choice."

"Hush. You put the ring on and now I'm helping you."

"Yeah, yeah. Just let me fuck you already."

He laughed. "Gladly." He stepped down to the floor on a pair of wobbly legs. She followed him and watched as he bent himself over the desk with his hands holding on to the edge closest to him. That enormous tail of his rose to the ceiling and then lazily folded over to the side. His fingers sank into the flesh of his buttock as he pulled it aside to afford her an even better look at his used tailhole. Her cum continued oozing from it, reaching the bottom of his balls and dripping to the floor. He looked over his shoulder at her. "Care to indulge me~?"

She loathed how sexy he was. "Yeah..." She stepped forward with her cock in her paw. She lifted it up and dropped it on his ass crack, making him shudder and let go of his haunch so that it fell back into place with a wobble. He arced his back and jutted his ass so that he could jostle her cock around playfully. His abysmal voice chuckled beneath his breath as he could feel his lover's growing impatience.

Athena was having none of it. She drew her paw back and swatted the reptile across his ass. He yelped with surprised delight, then started teasing her even more. She put a stop to it with yet another spank. SMACK! Expecting it this time, he did not yelp. He murred happily and laid his belly down on the desk, ready for her intrusion. She gave it to him alright, grabbing his hip with one paw while aiming her cock with the other. Their flesh reunited, and with a sharp squelch and grunt she was back inside of him.

"Oooooh~" purred the merchant. He did her the rest of the work by falling the rest of the way down her shaft to her knot. That was about as much as she would let him do. She tightened her grip on him with both paws, drew her hips back, then slammed home a thrust so powerful that his entire body rocked on impact. "Uhhhh~!" His head went backwards. Once again, his powerful visage crumpled into that of a slut's. She certainly treated him like one, repeatedly slam-fucking his hind end so hard that the only thing louder than the slap of her balls on his thighs were the girlish cries that tore out of him. "Hoohhhhhhh YES! Huhhhhh! Uhhhhhhh fuck! Huhhhh! Huhhhh!"

There wasn't much thought behind Athena's angrily squinting eyes. A mixture of revenge, lust, and desperation to free herself from the ring drove her to fuck him as hard as she could. It was mostly lust, though; lust so acute that the giant bent over before her was nothing but a toy to be fucked, and fuck him she did. Her giant pink cannon slammed into his ass at a blurring pace. The gold ring at its base would glimmer and then vanish. Entire waves of Aharon's flesh rolled down his thighs and up his trunk. Even those mighty long legs of his could not withstand the assault on his prostate, causing his knees to crumple and his cock to bleed precum. That bulge in his gut pistoned back and forth towards his chest, scraping into the desktop and tightening his already cramped insides.

He came hard, splooging the top of his desk and his stomach. His screams hit an apogee both in volume and in pitch. It did not stop, not when Athena refused slow down until she had her own orgasm. Hers did not arrive until Aharon had cum again three more times, each instance heralded by another scream or wail. With one last, Wagnerian heave she slammed her cock full force, once again bloating him with her knot and filling his insides with her seed. "HHHRRNNNGGGHHFFFFFFFF-~~~!!!" Her snarling teeth were aimed at the ceiling. This was the mightiest climax of all, one whose resulting pleasure had her entire lower body trembling and her cock spewing everything it had left in the tank.

It ended as quickly as it began. Athena exhaled and stumbled backwards, uncorking Aharon's ass and letting her seed come waterfalling out. A tart aroma stained the air, raunchy enough to make a weaker man gag. More of it was squashed between the desk and Aharon's tummy. The man himself was vibrating and huffing to himself, lost in an ocean of pleasure so thick that he forgot where he was.

Athena stood and watched as her product continued to belch out of the hole she had helped yawn into a crater. "Goddamn... Holy shit..."

Aharon agreed with her but was currently held back from accurately conveying as much. The most he could do was groan weakly and let his tail droop back down over his ass. "Mmmmmmmm, wonderful~" he purred. He stood up straight without keeling over, if only because he gripped the desk to prevent as much. He very slowly turned to face her. His cock hung between his thighs pendulously. "Hahhh... I have to thank you for that. I was unaware you had such a fire in you."

"Like I said, not by choice." She rubbed her cock. The skin was painfully tender and sensitive. "That's got to be enough, right? I'm on fire down here." Sweat dripped down her fur. "I'm exhausted."

Aharon could tell as much. Perhaps it had been enough. "Ah, yes. I think we can do something about that ring finally."

Athena managed to smile. "Awesome."

Aharon stepped forward, nearly fell over, corrected himself, then stood in front of her. "Now let me see..." He clasped the ring between his clawed fingers gently. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment or two, then began twisting the ring on her cock. To Athena's great joy it began to move up her shaft, leaving behind a band of pink skin that had remained stark dry within a plain of swampy sex product. It looked as though it required deft fingers to remove the ring. It went up her shaft ever so slowly, as if the wrong move would have it get stuck again.

It was all just one big ruse. The cock ring was enchanted by Aharon himself, set to come off only by the enchanter's hand. He had planted the ring in the temple just a while ago, after he had met Athena and after one of his other employees had ventured through it. He enchanted the ring and hired that same person to plant it at the temple and make it look like it was forged there. Athena was none the wiser, smiling from ear to ear when she saw the cursed hunk of metal slide off the end of her phallus at last. Aharon held it in front of her with a smile. It was drenched in cum.

"Voila! It is off."

Athena sighed. She felt her erection starting to die away. The relief was almost as good as the nut she had busted inside of Aharon which was still oozing down his inner thigh. "Oh, thank you... I owe you one."

Aharon closed his fist around the ring and smiled warmly. "Yes. Yes you do." His jaw unhinged and flew at her with a sharp lunge. The last thing she saw was the blur of his sapphire inner mouth framed by his teeth. His maw closed around her head, cocooning it with hot, moist flesh.

She grabbed the sides of her head to defend herself but was nowhere near in time. She found nothing but cobra hood and bulging neck through which she could feel the pound of his artery. The inside of his mouth was hot. The smell was bitter and tart, drilling into her nostrils and imprinting itself on the back of her throat. She scratched at him desperately, but the exhaustion of her recent activities and the venom still coursing through her had taken its toll. Her hands relaxed on him, staying in place only to hold on while she submitted to his consumption.

His cheeks stretched down her neck and opened across her shoulders. His bottom jaw fell down her chest with his snout coming down her back. Once he felt her snout reach the midway point in his throat he grabbed her midriff and hoisted her body into the air for gravity's assistance. Down her body went into his jaws. The impression of her head and shoulders bloated his throat as slid down. His cheeks, neck, and chest all inflated to disgusting degrees to meet her oppressive girth. Her bare feet pointed at the ceiling just as she began her final descent.

Going through his esophagus was a tighter squeeze than any tunnel she had been through in her entire life. The tunnel walls squelched and flexed around her face, smearing her with its mucous and easing her journey downwards. Finally, her face breached the inner sanctum of his gut. The smell was brutally acidic, making her nose crinkle into her face. Her head crowned from the upper cavity of his stomach. She was blind amidst the darkness but could hear the slosh and churn of fluids just in front of her.

Aharon's trunk expanded into a paunch with the arrival of her head and shoulders. Aharon's knees were bent, lowering his center of gravity so that the added weight did not topple him over. Her waist disappeared into his maw which finally began to slim down with her thighs. Her knees went in, then her calves. All that remained was her feet and toes until they too vanished with a cute slurp of his lips.

Sploosh.

Athena fell into his gut limply, huddled into a ball by the tight constraint of his stomach walls. Aharon's belly swelled like a mailbag. Bumps appeared where Athena's joints and limbs kicked at their slimy cell walls. The shape of her head appeared, flanked by her outreaching paws. Her mouth was open, mumbling some unheard protest. Slowly she retreated into him, meekly accepting her new prison.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." sighed Aharon. He rubbed his pregnant gut contently. "There we are. Rest easy, will you? I think you've earned it. As for me..." He hoisted his gut off his groin to reveal his penis. He took the cock ring and slid it on to the hilt. In a matter of seconds he was not only fully erect but at the size Athena was. The difference? He could take it off if he wanted to. "Mmmm, I don't know what your fuss was about. It's rather nice, I think~" He demonstrated his comfort by masturbating to fruition, eventually spitting out another round of liquid love onto the utterly defiled floor. Looks like he would have to clean it all up again tonight. Oh well.

* * *

Aharon's guards were still at their posts when Aharon suddenly came through the front door, startling them. He was wearing his cloak like he normally did, only now there was a huge swell where his gut was. He did a big yawn that unhinged his jaw and showed off his inner mouth. "Well, I think I'll call it early. You gentleman have a good night."

The guards looked at each other. "But boss. Ain't Athena still here?"

"Oh she is, but I wouldn't worry about her." He patted his huge tummy. "She's well taken care of~" Then he lifted his hood and spun around to head home, dragging his tail behind him in the sand.

THE END