Feeding Jack
Feeding Jack Private Room, Club Helix
It is secluded here: perfect. My paws are on his waist, hooking my fox claws underneath his clothes. The donkey boy looks down smiling at me and I feel his hoof fingers play with my pointy ears. God I'm such a slut. Unbuckling his belt I whip it off as fast as possible and pull his pants down; then with a long murr I bury my muzzle into that bulging crotch whilst slowly sliding down his jock strap.Oh thank you for the bounty I am about to receive. I have seen a lot of equine species, but even for a stallion this unassuming male is impressively hung. His floppy cock rolls out to droop over my face and I close my eyes whilst taking in the wonderful sweaty smell. A quick lick to his hanging fruit and the beast is already waking from its slumber.I start licking at the underside with my tongue, pulling off the taste that was still clinging on. Mmm, what a find. Unable to help myself I try to wrap both of my paws around the thick organ. As it swells up I find that my humble hands cannot fully encompass the magnificence of this member. No matter, I push my lips against the head and kiss his hole before slipping my tongue underneath the foreskin. With a good deal of skill I have accrued over time I start to excite the donkey's sensitive glans hidden away underneath. He is really squirming now, his hands on the back of my head, gripping my fur tight. There is nothing to worry about Jack, I want this, I need this. Oh God, he's still growing. Never mind. I open wide, eyes squinting shut as I force myself to take in the fat head of the leviathan cock, running my tongue along the underside as I do so. But he is still swelling up, I cannot hold him like this for long. Try as I might, I manage to lodge him partially down my throat and start swallowing around this juicy donkey dong, but it is still growing. Jesus what is this?Pulling away I pant for air, gulping down oxygen for my starved lungs. I keep stroking the monster in my paws, but it shows no signs for slowing down. Even my arms are beginning to ache so I look up at the male's face. He Just grins looking down at me and then I get forced down to nuzzle against his irrevocably growing phallus. My throat makes an audible gulp, something is very very wrong here.Then suddenly this awe inspiring malehood starts to produce pre, a lot of it and fast. It sputters and spits the juices over my face and then keeps on going covering my whole body. I reek of the donkey's scent, fur and clothing soaked to the bone and my blushing is probably quite visible by now. "Come on foxy, give him another kiss."I am instructed as what to do and something inside my mind feels compelled to make my body obey. I will not lie, I am frightened right now, my ears are laid back even as I lean in to embrace his mighty member. As my lips meet the drooling fat head it suddenly transforms. Opening up unnaturally that previously handsome donkey cock is reborn as a devouring toothless mouth. Like a great python it easily wraps itself around my muzzle and then over the rest of my head. Of
course, I should have known: a sex daemon.The pre I am covered in helps its ingestion as the unholy organ slurps and sucks its way over my body. Predator turned prey, my body and soul will now server this great beast. I struggle as best I can of course. Using my paws I try to push and pull in an attempt at pulling my head away, but it feels more attached to the carnivorous cock than it does to my neck. In the end my paws only slip and slide from the wet surface anyway, but I keep trying until the end.He grunts and whinnies a little in some sort of sick delight as he focuses on consuming me. All his strength must be focused on this one act as the giant pride now lifts me up clear of the floor. I kick my legs a little until I realise that it is only assisting my slow decent. I cry out, still finding air inside the dark wet spaces my head and upper torso now dwell in, but everything is muffled: no one is going to come save me. Everything is going black now, there is no more fresh air here and something is making my body go numb. The last thing he probably sees is of my paws and the tip of my tail before they follow inside with the rest of me. It is warm in here, hot even, uncomfortably so. My body probably creates a fetching outline of myself in the leviathan cock but now I feel the warm liquid down below.With a loud splash I fall down into one of the donkey's testes. Wallowing around in a pool of semen, unnatural daemonic semen that is. I feel the strength being drained from my body and soul, everything is becoming cold as well as black now. The last thing I manage to do is give out a soft whimper before finally my consciousness slips away.
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Conscious again! Something is different, I don't feel like me, but I do feel strong and healthy. Then with a degree of self awareness I realise what I have become. The physical produce I was turned into has been balanced between the male's two great balls, but my spirit resides somewhere else. I am the monstrous phallus which only moments ago devoured me. Somehow my consciousness has survived as a part incarnation of this great tool. But now I have one purpose and one thought in my mind and that is of the hunger, the need for more. I will never be satisfied, nothing will satiate this carnal requirement for more prey. I hunger for more!