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It's been a long, tiring day at work, and even though it's already late at night you're incredibly relieved to get home. You can't do much other than make yourself a poor sandwich for supper and chug a glass of water, going into your bedroom afterwards and stripping down until you're completely naked. It feels good to have your stuffy work uniform off, and you find yourself staring at your body in your mirror. For an average, skinny guy you don't think you look too bad. You're tall and have a little bit of muscle as well, but nothing to write home about- that's what others seem to think at least, since you haven't had the best luck in getting a girlfriend. You step away, crawling under the blanket of your bed and closing your eyes, immediately passing out.

Some time later, you hear something moving in your house, like somebody slowly walking around. You just ignore it at first, since there's no possible way an intruder could get in- you have every door and window locked and protected, so if someone somehow got in then an alarm would be set off. You realize that you must be dreaming, so you're even less worried, but you don't exactly know how to go back to sleep from inside a dream. You hear the floor-creaking movement getting closer to your bedroom, but you don't panic, since you know it must be a dream. That's when the noise stops and you open your eyes- you can't see much in the darkness, any sort of vision only provided by the moonlight coming in from the window, but you see enough. Standing there, nearly blocking the entire doorway, is some sort of huge man-bat staring at you with a glint in his eyes. He almost looks human, with muscles that dwarf yours, but his clawed feet, his tan fur, and bat-like head tell a different story. Not just that, but his stomach is quite large in contrast to his otherwise muscular body, not fat but instead looking like it's full of something, as if he's pregnant. If that wasn't strange enough he's wearing what looks like a bondage dominant's outfit, with leather stockings from his ankles to his hips, leather gloves, a shiny black hat, and studded leather straps all over his body. Now you know you're dreaming.

He takes a step toward you and you gulp, finding the muscular bat hunk quite intimidating even if he's just a part of your dream. You see more of his details as he approaches, somehow making him both more and less intimidating at the same time. His bright orange eyes seem to pierce right through you as you sit up in your bed, your eyes trailing down his muscular body much slower than you'd normally be comfortable with. His dark nipples stand out from his light brown fur, and you find your eyes stopping their descent while you stare without even realizing. He stops moving when he notices your staring, chuckling deeply and moving his gloved hands to his toned pecs. It's then that you catch yourself staring, cheeks blushing as you turn your head away, but your eyes keep looking right at him. He knows you're still looking, tilting his head down and opening his mouth, some of his tongue sliding out. You gasp quietly- no person would have a tongue that long, further proving your point to yourself that this is just a dream. Still, when his curvy tongue licks across one of his dark, attention-catching nipples and coats it in his saliva, a shiver goes down your spine.

He moves his hands away, laughing to himself at your reaction to his teasing. “Little faggot.. can't stop yourself from staring, can you?" He speaks in a gruff yet teasing voice, and you jump. You don't respond, at least not aloud. I'm not gay, you're just a part of my dream.. You think to yourself, doing your best to avert your gaze from him. “If you're going to stare, you could at least look somewhere else..~" He says. You peek toward him, sitting up with most of your body still under the blanket, seeing him pointing a hand down toward his crotch. You slowly look further down, past his belly, and your jaw drops. You don't know how you missed it earlier. Sticking out like a sore thumb is his throbbing, ten-inch hardon, the head of it almost angry red. Precum is beading on the tip, a drop of it falling onto your carpet when his shaft twitches. At the base of it is a tight leather cockring with shiny spikes, and the size of his balls are nothing to sneeze at. This dream is getting weirder by the second.

You feel your own dick twitch beneath the blankets and start to get hard, and though the bat can't see it he still laughs. “I guess I was right about you staring, huh? If you like it that much, why don't you get on your knees and stroke it?" He invites you over, but his tone makes it sound like more of a command than a request. “B-but, I.." You mumble as he takes a single, large step closer. That brings him close enough for you to smell him, making you huff loudly. He doesn't smell unclean at all, just giving off a sweaty, musky scent like he just came from a workout in a hot gym. You can even see some of the sweat gleaming on his fur in the moonlight. Am I really getting turned on by this.. Monster? You gulp, taking another sniff of his musk from your bed.

It's not normal to be attracted to someone's smell like this.. You tell yourself in your head, but despite your reservations you slowly climb out of your bed and kneel on the floor in front of him, looking up past his belly at his toothy grin, your hands in your lap to hide your erection. His smell is even stronger now, increasing both your arousal and shame and making you shudder as you take a deep breath in. The leer he's giving you says everything, the hunk looking down on you both literally and figuratively while his member throbs just inches from your face. You hesitantly reach a hand up while the other stays over your crotch, gently wrapping your fingers around his warm girth and huffing loudly. Your cock is a bit above average, but compared to his it looks small. It's so thick that you can't fully encircle it with your fingers, though you can't help but give it a squeeze while it pulses. That draws out a quiet groan from him and a small spurt of his preseed, dripping on your fingers and heating you up. You're a bit surprised that your brain can make a dream feel so realistic, but you suppose that it could have that knowledge from your own masturbation sessions.

You start to stroke his length, slowly going back and forth from his leather cockring to his exposed tip, gradually milking more precum out and using it as lube to rub him more easily. You're so focused on jerking him off that you don't even notice your body slowly starting to change- not much yet, just a small fuzz growing all around your neck and your ears getting pointier. Without another thought you lift your other hand up, gripping more of his length at once and stroking him with both hands. You try to hold your breath to avoid inhaling more of his musk, and it only works against you. When you do have to inhale you take a much bigger breath in than you normally would, and in a brief lapse of judgement, you breathe it all in through your nose rather than your mouth. You nearly choke on his sweaty, lewd musk, and despite how much it's grossing you out it makes precum leak from your tip without you even touching yourself.

The bat sneers at you, lightly thrusting into your hands while you keep rubbing his dick, staring at it like the barrel of a cannon. You slowly lean closer, breathing heavily now with your cheeks red hot, your lips almost brushing against his tip. You don't get any warning before his 'cannon' starts shooting, your eyes immediately shutting tight as he blasts his hot, gooey cum all over your face, making you groan in arousal and disgust. It's incredibly hot, more so than your own semen would be, and you can feel it dripping off of your face onto your lap, and there's much more than you'd think possible- just one of his thick cumshots is almost as much as one of your entire orgasms, continuing for almost half a minute before he finishes, with you subconsciously still stroking him the entire time, hands getting almost as messy as your face.

“What a mess, white is a good colour on you." He chuckles as you let go of his dick, shaking your hands and trying to wipe them off, only making a bigger mess of yourself. “F-fuck, there's-" You try to speak, and immediately get a healthy amount of his cum right in your mouth. You almost inhale it, immediately spitting it out and shutting your mouth to avoid any more getting in. It hardly works, with the salty taste sticking to your tongue like glue no matter how much you try to get rid of it. You reach around behind you until you manage to grab your blanket, using it to wipe your face off. Even though you can open your eyes now, and open your mouth without getting globs of his cum in it- not that the taste has left you. Despite that, there's one part that you couldn't do anything about: The smell. It's like a musk bomb was set off, filling your lungs and marking your face with his scent. Ugh, thank god this is just a dream. You think to yourself, not wanting to think about how long it would take to wash off the smell if this was all real. Some deep, depraved part of you wishes it was real though, just so you could keep that smell with you. Your ears and the fuzz on your neck have grown just a little bit longer, but the changes are so miniscule for now that you still have yet to notice.

“O-okay, I made you cum. Can you go now..?" You ask him quietly, still on your knees. You notice that even though he came just a moment ago, the bat's prick is still rock solid. Whether it's because of the leather cockring or his insatiable libido you can't tell, and you don't know which sounds hotter. “You think we're done? I'm just getting started with you, slut~" He chuckles, crossing his arms, though your eyes are still locked on his crotch. “Now bend over your bed for me, my bitch. I'm gonna rail you senseless." He says while glaring down at you. There's no sort of teasing in his voice as he tells you what he's going to do, saying it purely matter-of-factly.. His dominance is making you all hot and bothered in ways you've never felt before.

“No way, I-I'm not gonna let you fuck me, I'm straight! I-it doesn't matter if you're just a part of my imagination!" You huff, but stay in place underneath him while he shakes his head. “Just a part of your imagination, huh..? Then why feel bad about any of this? When you wake up you can pretend none of it ever happened, that you weren't drooling over my dick a moment ago..~" He talks down to you, each word increasing your embarrassment and lowering your reluctance against letting him do whatever he wants to you. You jump a bit in surprise as he puts one of his hands on your head, lightly squeezing you. “I'll tell you again, boy. Bend over and present yourself to me, this is your last chance before I stop going so easy on you." He commands, taking his hand off of you once he finishes speaking. This time you don't wait, getting up and standing in front of him for a moment before immediately turning around and facing away from him. Part of you feels nervous, but not because of his threats- it feels like you just turned your back on a hungry predator. That doesn't stop you from bending over the bed with your feet on the floor, narrowly avoiding the part of the blanket you used as a cumrag.

You look back at him just in time to see the hunk licking his lips, getting down on his knees behind you and spreading your asscheeks, immediately making you tense up. “W-what are you doing?" You ask. “Relax.. you look too tight for me, so I'm only preparing you." He replies, his hot breath washing over your rear and making you reflexively clench. You nearly squeal out in shock when you feel something hot, wet, and soft slowly drag up your taint and across your asshole, coating it in saliva. Is that his tongue?! You scream in your head, burying your face in the sheets. You've never even dreamed of rimming someone or getting rimmed, at least until now, but here he is doing it like nobody's business, licking you again while his leather-covered hands toy with your ass, squeezing, rubbing, and even lightly pulling your cheeks while he keeps on rimming you. It's grossing you out for sure, but it feels too damn good to do anything about it, your body practically melting as you relax under the bat's ministrations.

You lose track of how long he's been licking your ass, drooling on your bed while he drools on you, your hands gripping the blankets beneath you. You don't know how much more you can take of it, but luckily for you he soon comes to a stop.. only to press his lips directly against your rear, giving it a kiss and a gentle suck before pressing the tip of his tongue directly against you. “H-hey-.. Nnnff~" You go to tell him to stop, but when his dexterous tongue begins sliding right into you, penetrating you for the first time, you can't help but moan. The pointed shape makes it easier for it to slide deeper, and your squeezes don't do anything other than slow it down for a moment before he keeps going. His tongue feels even longer than it looked earlier, your dick throbbing against the bed and dripping precum. Part of you wonders what it'd feel like to be on the other end, cramming your own tongue so deep inside someone else's rear, and the rest of you is thinking about how disgusting that would be. The longer the hunk tonguefucks you though, the bigger that first thought becomes and the smaller the rest get.

You feel yourself getting closer to finishing as he rims you, his tongue wriggling around deep inside your virgin ass and pressing against sensitive spots you didn't know existed. Just before you get there though he starts pulling back, drawing a whine out from your chest as you're denied release. It'd be easy for you to hump against the bed a few times to get off, but in the heat of the moment you don't even think about it, continuing to give him full control of the situation. When his tongue is all the way out you feel almost painfully empty, squeezing around nothing while his lips stay pressed against the outside of your rim, giving you a big kiss and slowly pulling back until he comes off of you with a pop. “W-why'd you stop..?" You ask meekly, looking back at him.

“Should be good enough to take me now.." He mumbles, standing up but keeping a hand on your rear, while the other grabs his member to press the head against you. “Bite down on something, bitch. I'm goin' in." He grunts, starting to press forward and slowly, slightly painfully stretching your asshole around his girth. You tear up a bit, shutting your eyes and hugging onto one of your pillows while the hunk penetrates you. He stops when he has just the head in you, putting both hands on your ass now while he looks down at you. “S-so thick.." You groan quietly, thinking out loud. “Heh, you got that right. And every inch of it is going inside you." He chuckles. You huff at the thought- it's a much bigger stretch than his tongue was, many times thicker and harder even if it's not as deep yet. Thinking about being filled so much makes you shiver.

“Alright, pet, take a deep breath in. I'm not stopping until I'm balls deep this time." He says, and you try to relax yourself as much as possible to brace yourself for what's coming. Still, once he starts pushing forward and stuffing your butt with more and more batcock. You never could've imagined that you'd lose your anal virginity to some sort of dream bat monster, or at all really, even if it's just in your thoughts. You didn't think it'd feel so damn good either, maybe you should try having dreams like this more often.. You don't get to wonder for too long, all of your focus brought to something else as his shaft goes deep enough to press against your sensitive prostate, sending pleasure throughout your body and making precum gush from your urethra. He's obviously not stopping there though, still pushing further in at a slow but steady speed.

You bite onto the corner of the pillow you're hugging, failing to suppress your moans of pleasure. You don't notice your other changes quite yet, but when your teeth soon tear right through the pillowcase and the pillow itself, you're a bit surprised. Your teeth definitely weren't that sharp before.. Is something about the bat making you change? You look back at him and open your mouth to ask, only to see him giving you an evil grin. He doesn't let you get a single word out and slams his hips forwards, burying the remaining few inches of his prick inside you in one swift movement, not including the small amount underneath his cockring. You can feel it, but compared to the sensation of so much filling you at once it's miniscule. You cry out in pain and pleasure, arching your back before resting your head down.

It feels like so much, far bigger than it felt in your hands, or more than even a few seconds ago. You can practically feel it throbbing in your stomach, his precum leaking into your depths, while your own pre soaks the bed beneath you. He moves his hands from your rump to your hips, slowly massaging you to get you to relax. Despite his leather gloves or maybe because of them, he really manages to make you melt and loosen up even though he's just gently rubbing you. It forces a quiet moan from your mouth, and you bury your face in the pillow again. You're blushing brightly, in disbelief that he keeps making you moan in such a way even though you're trying to stay quiet. He laughs to himself as you repeatedly embarrass yourself, finally starting to move again and getting more muffled moans of pleasure from you. He starts out slow, rocking his hips back and forth to push a few inches of dick in and out of you at once, his cock tugging at your still tight ass.

You lift your face from the pillow but don't look back at him, not wanting to show how flustered you are, and try to speak even as he continues his slow thrusting. “G-go harder, I can take it..!" You huff and try to relax around his length, feeling it stretch you out again and again no matter how loose you try to make yourself. He laughs at your request, his thrusts coming to a sudden stop while he's still deep inside you. “You want me to go harder?" He says, leaning over your body and putting a hand next to your head. Your heart sinks slightly, his presence quite intimidating so close to you, even if he's positioned in such a way that even his suspiciously large stomach only barely brushes against your back. “Ask daddy nicely, and I'll consider it~" He says with a smirk. He really wants me to embarrass myself.. You think, but before you know it the words are coming out of your mouth. “P-please, fuck me harder.. I-I really need it, um.. daddy.." You mumble, hoping that was enough to satisfy him. If you had to say that sort of thing outside of a dream, you'd probably burst into flames from how embarrassing it felt.

“Tch.. good enough, for now." He grunts, putting both hands on the blankets to either side of your head now, pulling his hips back before slamming in harder than before, his balls swinging against your own. The sensation of so much filling you at once makes you moan out, the bat not waiting before pulling back and thrusting in again, getting into a steady rhythm of fucking you quite a bit tougher than before. It does hurt, but the pain may as well be nonexistent compared to how good it's making you feel, his cock sliding back and forth and pushing against your prostate. You're still straight, you tell yourself. Maybe you're enjoying getting dominated by a big, muscular hunk in your dream, but you still wouldn't consider going on a date with any dude.. even if you think you'd consider hooking up with some once you wake up.

Time seems to blur as he fucks you, the pleasure throwing you into a trancelike state. He gets rougher as time goes on, the time between his thrusts shortening and getting harder. “I'm getting close.. Where do you want it, runt?" The bat grunts, hips slapping against yours. Your only response is a weak moan, your tongue flopped out of your mouth as you drool onto the bed- it's several inches longer than it normally is, getting bigger just like other parts of you. Most of your teeth have stopped growing but your canines keep growing slowly, longer and pointier than the rest. Even your feet and toes have started growing longer, bones aching slightly as they shift. With what's going on though you're far too distracted to notice the changes. He certainly notices, but keeps quiet about it. “I'll take that as 'please cum inside me'~" The bat laughs. Fortunately for you, that's what you were hoping for anyways. He continues thrusting for a few more seconds before letting out a deep, dominant growl, thrusting in to the hilt one last time. It feels like neither the cockring or his previous orgasm have made him any less productive, and you can feel each boiling-hot cumshot deep inside you, filling you up and satisfying you in a way that a woman never could. There's so much that your poor ass couldn't hold it all, some of his virile semen dripping back out of your stretched-out hole and dripping down your balls.

You don't know how it feels so real. Maybe you ate something weird yesterday that caused this, but right now you couldn't care less about the reason. For one reason or another, being stuffed with his cum just feels right. He lets out a sigh as he finishes, standing back up behind you with his hips still pressed against you, and of course his shaft still rock hard. He takes a slow step back, pulling out of you with a wet shlop, leaving your butt gaped and dripping with cum. “What a mess.. You could take it all though, you make a good fuck toy~" He says as he grabs onto your rump, spreading your cheeks and letting some more of his cream spill from you. Your cheeks burn at the name calling, and though you feel ashamed that his teasing is turning you on so much, but instead of telling him to stop, you say something completely different. “P-please, I need more, something bigger, I need to cum.." You beg him. You feel so pent up, as if you haven't came in years, on the verge of cumming but not close enough.

“That needy, are you? I can't turn down an offer like that. But you'd need to help me get something bigger for you, sweetheart~" He chuckles, and before you can ask what he means he turns around, lifting up his short tail and bending over. The sight of what he had hidden away is astonishing, though hidden may not be the right word- you can see the base of what must be a huge buttplug buried in his ass, big enough for the base to spread his cheeks apart even if he was standing up, wider than your head. The only reason you hadn't seen it until now is because he's been facing toward you.

“T-there's no way that'd fit.." You mumble, trembling a bit while thinking about him forcing it into you anyways. You turn over and sit up on the edge of your bed, feeling the masculine bat's cum sloshing around inside of you and leak out of your gaped rear, making a mess of the bed. It'll be clean when I wake up.. You think. “You w-want me to pull it out, right?" You ask him, staring at the wide base of the toy. Judging by the size of that disc alone, he's a complete and utter size queen. “Go for it, and don't try to be gentle. You won't get it out unless you're pulling as hard as you can." He chortles, wiggling his buttplug-filled butt at you. You slowly reach a shaky hand out, gripping onto one side of the bottom of the plug and giving it a little tug. You may as well be trying to pull a bus, judging by the zero movement it causes, both in the plug and the bat himself.

With a quiet huff you grab onto it with both hands, mumbling a 'hold still' to the hunk before you start pulling hard. It barely budges, only making a small bit of progress when you try pulling it while leaning back, wiggling it from side to side too, but when the hunk lets out a loud, pleasured moan you suddenly let go, losing any sort of progress you made. “D-don't moan like that, it's weird!" You complain, catching him glaring back at you. “Do I need to remind you how you were moaning a few minutes ago? Besides, if you leave it in you won't get to cum." He grunts, and you know he's right. Even if you could easily just jerk off instead, it isn't what you want. So you grab onto the plug again, making sure you have a good grip this time, and starting to pull with all your might. You can't imagine how good it must feel for him, having such a massive object pulling and pressing against your insides, having someone slowly try to tug it out despite how stuck it must be.

Normally it would be completely stuck, your strength unable to do anything about it, but fortunately for you there's another change happening to your body that you haven't noticed yet: Your muscles are growing (though not close to the size of his), gradually giving your body a more refined, toned shape and making you strong enough to pull off such a feat such as pulling this anchor of a buttplug out of the bat's tailhole. He doesn't listen to what you said earlier, still making surprisingly slutty moans for such a big guy while you keep pulling and wiggling the plug out. It seems like you're getting closer though, watching as more of the plug's bright-purple is pulled from his stretchy ass, dripping with some slimy lubricant from inside him. Eventually you can't even look at him, eyes shut tight with all of your effort focused on taking the plug out. After what feels like minutes of slow pulling, with no warning other than a quiet 'Fuck' from the bat, the rest of the plug quickly slides out with a wet, lewd sound. It's a good thing you're on your bed, because the sudden release has you practically flying back, landing on the blankets with the plug by your side.

“Holy fuck.." You gasp when you come out of your daze, only now seeing how big the plug truly was. It's almost twice as thick as your head and even longer than that, with a slightly tapered tip. It's visibly steaming, covered in lubricant that you're unsure is natural or not, giving off a powerful musk. You can hardly even lift it more than an inch, the plug being far too heavy for you to really move it, and way too big to fit inside you. “T-this won't fit." You say. “Yeah, for now at least. Come over and use your hand, there's more inside." The bat grunts in response, looking back at you and still bent over. That makes you blush deeply, not only knowing that there's more toys deep inside him, but also the sight of his ass gaped to such a degree, big enough for you to fit your dick in without even touching the sides. His rim itself is quite a sight too, stretched and abused into a thick, wrinkly donut. As you get closer you can practically see inside it, the musky lube dripping down and slowly drooling out the bottom of his hole. You fight back the temptation to lick it up.

“A-are you sure you want me to use my hand..?" You ask him quietly, but you get the feeling that you already know the answer. “There's nothing you can give me that'd be too big, slut." He grunts in response. You nod, taking a deep breath in of his heady musk. You ball up your fist right away, pressing it against his gaping tailhole and slowly pushing in- it doesn't take much effort at all to actually get your entire fist in, but you can still loosely feel him clenching. It's a whole different kind of gross compared to jerking him off earlIer, everything feeling so soft and wet now, but you're harder than ever and after a deep breath in you push your arm deeper, the hunk taking it with no issue. “..How did you even get like this..?" You huff. He laughs, apparently having no issue with talking even with you fisting him like this. “Lots of stretching. It wouldn't be hard to make you as loose as I am." He replies, and you give him an idle nod.

You feel him tense slightly when you push by a bump inside him, hearing a spurt of precum landing on the floor. Must be his prostate. You think, and instead of going further right away, you slowly rub your knuckles back and forth against that pleasure bud, making him huff and groan. Something about making such a big guy melt so easily is really turning you on, but most of you just wishes you were in his place. The part of you that finds all of this repulsive is getting smaller and smaller as time goes on.

You're almost elbow-deep before you feel something inside him, something hard and rubbery. You can immediately tell it's the base of a toy, but you don't pull it out yet. For some time, you don't keep track of how long, you just enjoy the heat and gentle squeezing of his ass around your forearm, staring at his swollen pucker around your elbow. Before too much time passes though the bat snaps you out of it, loudly clearing his throat. “As much as I enjoy your arm inside me, it'd be nice to get a move on." He tells you, and you nod before grabbing the bottom of the dildo inside him. It's much, much easier to pull out than the buttplug was, quickly sliding out of him without much resistance, only slowing down a bit when you pull the base past his rectum. Unlike the plug this doesn't have a rounded base, having a big pair of balls instead.

As you pull more of it out you get to see more of it, revealing its brown and pink equine shape, with a flared tip. You only recognize it because of a few 'experimental nights' of furry porn. While not as obscenely oversized as the buttplug it's still quite hefty, a bit over a foot and a half long and inches thick. Just like the buttplug, the whole thing is covered in the lubricant that was inside the hunk's ass. You put it aside for now though, shoving your arm into him once again.

You're quicker about it this time but not any less embarrassed, especially since he's still moaning the whole time. You reach in deep, grabbing another toy and quickly pulling it out. This one is entirely bright red with a simple base, and a canine shape. The knot is massive, bigger than the flare of the equine toy. It'd be guaranteed to gape your ass, yet it's still quite a bit smaller than the buttplug. “Don't stop yet, there's one more~" He tells you, shaking his hips again. You nod, pushing your arm into him one more time. A bit deeper than the others you feel the smooth, round base of the last dildo that was shoved inside him. Something confusing though is that, judging by the width of the hilt, it must be a lot smaller than the others. When you try to pull it out though, your confusion is answered: It takes longer than the other to pull out because of its sheer length, seeming neverending until you manage to get the whole thing out. It's covered with splotches of blue and green, about an inch and a half thick at most, with a tentacle-sucker detail on one side of it for its entire, four foot long length. You wonder what it'd feel like to have the entire thing inside you, but something else demands your attention.

You can't stop yourself from staring at the bat's poor ass, ruined more than your was, twitching around nothing and unable to clench shut. You can smell it from where you are, making you shudder and groan. His whole butt is sweaty now, running down his fur or dripping onto the floor. Without even meaning to you lick your lips, starting to lean forward closer to his butt, about to bury your face in it, before he stands up and takes a step away from you. “Heh, don't get too excited ya slut. We'll save that for later." He grunts, turning around and glaring down at you. It looks like those four toys were what was making his stomach so big, which has now shrunken back down to its normal size- his belly is flat, having quite the muscular pecs now instead of the slightly lumpy bulge like before.

You've changed more than he has though, and he takes notice of it. “Your transformations are coming along well, hm?" He snickers. You don't say anything, just looking down at your body and gasping quietly in surprise. Most of your body is covered in a thin fuzz by now, especially around your neck. It's not quite like regular body hair though, both softer and thicker. Your ears have started shifting upwards, moving closer to the top of your head and actually pointing up, just like his own. Your muscles and feet have grown bigger too, and though your hands themselves haven't changed much your nails on both your hands have sharpened and turned black, more like claws than just regular nails now. At this point it'd be hard to tell that you're turning into a bat, but you clearly aren't human anymore. You're not worried about the changes, since you're still dreaming, but what does worry you is that you find the fact that you're transforming so incredibly hot. It's weird, it's wrong, it shouldn't even be happening, and yet it's getting you all hot and bothered.

“You ready to take one of these dildos, fucktoy~?" He asks you, and you immediately nod. He doesn't even need to tell you what to do before you lay on your back on the bed with your legs up, hands under your knees to keep yourself presented to him. “You learn quickly~" He chuckles, stepping closer and looking at the three toys on the blankets next to you. Before you can request which one to use he makes the decision for you, picking up the silicone horsecock in both of his hands. It's a good thing you still have lots of his cum inside you, because you'll definitely need a lot of lube.

He presses the wide flare of the dildo against your pucker, and as loose as he made you earlier you may as well still be virgin-tight with the size of this toy. “Get ready, because I'm not going to be as gentle this time." He tells you, and you submissively, silently nod in response. “Since you've been behaving well though, I'll count down for you.." He says, but you don't catch the mischievous look in his eyes. He pushes the flare against you a bit harder, and begins counting down. “Five, four, three.." And then, before you were ready, he shoves the horsecock right into you. You cry out in surprise, pain, and pleasure. He stays true to his word on the other part though and doesn't go gently, not stopping until the entire thing- excluding the hilt- is inside you. It makes his dick feel small in comparison, such an intense and big stretch that it bulges out your stomach, even the flared shape of the dildo's tip visible on your belly.

“F-fuck~!" You shout, a thick spurt of precum gushing from your tip onto your belly. He gets to work right away, using his hands to thrust the toy in and out of you. You can feel the bump of the medial ring rubbing against your prostate, milking more from you with each thrust. “You're loving this, aren't you? You little buttslut~" He teases you, but doesn't stop thrusting the toy for a second. Instead of saying no, or telling him he's wrong, all you manage to get out is a quiet, needy plea for him to keep going. “That's what I thought~" He snickers, holding the dildo deep inside you and wiggling it around before he keeps fucking you.

With you being as needy as you are, it hardly takes a minute before he has you bursting. You've never cum this way before and it feels absolutely amazing, and with a moan of bliss you cum harder than you've ever cum before. The first cumshot lands on your chest and face but you don't care, even as the next makes an even bigger mess, and more after that. The entire time, the bat continues to ruin you with that long and girthy toy, your stomach bulging out again and again. You can't even feel how deep it is anymore, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure it's bringing you.

He gradually slows down as you finish, but even when your orgasm has come to a stop he's not quite done. He keeps it hilted in you but doesn't stop pushing, pressing the rubber balls at the base against you and very slowly working them right into your loose ass. It hurts a little bit feeling your butt forcefully stretched around the heavy balls of the dildo, slowly sinking into you and stretching you way wider than before. Your legs go weak, only held up by your own hands while your toes curl. “A-aaahh.." You groan tiredly as your poor butt is stretched around the wide hilt, and he pushes it into you with his fingers until your anus closes shut- or at least as much as it can with its gape- the dildo sliding a few inches deeper into you on its own, your belly distended outward while you squeeze around the rubbery phallus. The shape of the dildoo's base presses right against your prostate, making one last spurt of cum land on your belly.

“T-thank you.." You huff, resting your head back. A bit of your own cum got into your mouth but you don't mind, or even really notice. After cumming you have a brief moment of respite, a bit grossed out with yourself by how much you're enjoying such a thing with a stranger whose name you don't even know, even if it's still just a dream. Your transformations have progressed, your fur having grown longer and your face slowly stretching out and shifting into a muzzle. Your dick gained an inch or two, and a thin membrane has started growing underneath your arm, attached to a spike growing from your elbow. It seems that unlike him, you're growing wings.

You look up at him as he suddenly climbs onto the bed with you, the frame creaking under his heavy weight. You're nervous but silent as he climbs right on top of you, straddling your stomach with his butt brushing against your still-hard cock and your arms pinned against the bed under his legs. “W-what are you doing?" You ask him, your eyes moving back and forth from his crotch to his eyes. “You didn't think we'd be done so soon, did you?" He chuckles and reaches to the side, picking up the tentacle dildo near the tip and dragging it over to your face. “Think you're ready to take it this way?" He asks you, but from him it's more of an order. You weren't thinking of turning down his offer anyways. “Y-yes, of course." You reply.

“I hope you don't mind a bit of musk~" He says as he pokes the tip of the long tentacle against your lips, before you open your mouth and let him slowly slide it in. It has a bit of a salty, slimy taste, still coated in the lubricant from earlier. It's an unfamiliar taste, and yet it reminds you of him. It was deep in his ass for who knows how long, too. That doesn't stop him from pushing it further into your mouth though, nor does it stop you from eagerly accepting it. He pauses when it reaches the back of your throat though, and you can't help but make a quiet gag. “Just relax, whore. Take a deep breath. I'm not stopping until the entire thing is down your throat." You give him a small nod in response, and he only gives you a few seconds before continuing. Fortunately, the tip of the tentacle is quite thin, so it's not too hard for him to push it right past your gag reflex and down your esophagus, slowly feeding more of the rubbery tentacle down your throat. You take slow, shaky breaths, cheeks bright red while you look up at him, tasting him on your tongue while the dildo starts to bulge your neck out. It must be going past the bottom of your neck at this point, and though you can't really feel the details of it beyond that, you still get a satisfying feeling of fullness.

That fullness keeps growing, especially with the toy getting thicker the more you take of it, and when you feel like you can't take any more he speaks again. “You're halfway there, doin great..~" He says, giving the top of your head a little pat even as he continues to slide the tentacle deeper. “M-mmf.." You grunt, closing your eyes. You moan around the dildo when the big hunk starts to rub his butt against you, hotdogging your throbbing cock between his thick and muscular asscheeks. You didn't think that you could even get this horny.

You only open your eyes when he stops pushing the dildo deeper, surprised by the reason even though you were completely hoping for it. It can't go any deeper without you just swallowing the whole thing, the base just in front of your fangs. “There we go.. Now for the fun part~" He laughs, leaning forward just enough to press the tip of your dick against his loose tailhole, easily taking the whole thing to the base without batting an eye. He lets out a satisfied sigh, putting his hands on your chest and staring down at you. With how gaped his ass was, even now it just lightly rubs against your shaft, even when he clenches down. Despite that, it probably wouldn't be hard for the hunk to make you cum over and over.

He starts to bounce up and down on your dick, the bed creaking whenever he moves. “You may be small, but your dick feels great~" *He huffs, moaning quietly while he keeps riding you. You distantly wonder if you're even long enough to make it cum, but it seems like he's certainly enjoying it, with precum drooling from his urethra onto your chest fur. You're leaking precum too, but every drop of it stays deep inside him while he lifts and drops his ass on you. He occasionally stops to wiggle his hips, grinding back and forth or from side to side against you.

After a few minutes you can't take it anymore, not the pleasure but rather having to hold entirely still. His weight keeps you from thrusting against him or moving your arms, your lower body completely stuck from his hips and his hands keeping your chest down. You can't exactly ask for him to move with four feet of tentacle down your throat, silently staring up at him with a pleading look in your eyes while he sneers back down at you. “Aw, you poor slut, do you want something~?" He laughs, still repeatedly slamming his hips down on you, making your poor crotch feel sore and oh-so good. You nod, unable to make a single word around the tentacle down your gullet. “I wonder what it could be..~" He teases, but you get the idea he knows what you want. But he doesn't give it to you, just slowly humping and grinding away on top of you.

With a muffled groan, you cum deep inside him. You didn't think you'd have any left to give but you can somewhat feel each spurt going inside him, your eyes closed. As loose as he is you can still feel him clench and squeeze around your cock, trying to milk it for all of your cum, and it's working. He moans as well, tilting his head back with some of his long tongue hanging out. “Mmph, not bad for a little guy~" He grunts, though he's not even a full foot taller than you. You barely finish cumming, a bit of your semen dripping back out of his loose ass, before he starts moving again. You whimper loudly, squirming some but not trying to really stop him. Even after the first orgasm he's made you quite sore, using his full weight while riding you cowgirl. It feels like he'll be going until he's satisfied, however long that takes..

Some time later you come to, snapped out of your lust-induced stupor by an especially loud moan from the hunky bat on top of you. You look up at him just before the first cumshot splats over your chest and face, then the second, then the third.. He presses extra hard down on you, rubbing your member against his prostate and milking his seed out onto you, his loose asshole clenching down as hard as it can. His cum soaks your fur- which grew a lot thicker over the time he was riding you- staining you with his musk and mixing with your own scent. You don't know how many times he made you climax, but you don't think you have a single drop of cum left. Your poor hips hurt, especially your genitals, sore after what felt like hours of him riding you, and you're glad that the pain will go away whenever you wake up. That doesn't make it much less uncomfortable now, and you wish for an icepack.

You shudder as he lifts himself off of you, not just pulling up to sit back down on your dick, but pulling all the way off, warm cum dripping from his ass onto your crotch, which is already a mess of off-white cream. He stays kneeling over you though, wiping the sweat from his brow. Both of you are sweating quite a bit now, and you can't imagine how sweaty it must be under his leather clothing. The smell filling the room is intense, some of it coming from you but most being his own, and you can't help but want more of it. “That was nice.. let's get that thing out of you~" He says with a smile, reaching down and grabbing the base of the tentacle from your muzzle and starting to slowly pull it out. It's a unique feeling compared to going in that makes you shiver, the suckered texture dragging against the insides of your throat and stomach as he draws it out of you. The whole thing is covered in your spit, but as it rubs against your tongue you can still get the bat's taste from it. Your transformation is getting closer to completion, the wings on your arms growing and even a little bump of a tail forming just above your butt, your muscles nice and solid.

With a wet shlick, he pulls the last of the tentacle out of your mouth, leaving you feeling empty. “My ass is a bit sore after all that.. think you can help~?" He asks, and you miss the fact that it was meant to be rhetorical. “W-what do you mean..?" You say just as he turns around, still kneeling over you, bringing his musky ass right over your face. A mixture of sweat and cum drips onto you, and you reflexively shut your mouth. He's not even right against you and the smell is nearly overwhelming, making your prick throb despite the abuse he just put it through. “It's only fair if you clean up your mess, don't you think?" He teases you, his gaped tailhole quivering and leaking out leftover cum from when he rode you.

“W-wait.." You mumble, staring up at him. Your hands are free, but you don't do anything with them other than gently put them on his ass. He doesn't listen to you, lowering his muscular butt right onto your face and pinning your head down underneath him. You moan, but any sound you make is completely muffled by his sweaty rear. You expect to simply have your face pressed underneath him, but you forget a few things- one is that he's more loose than you thought. Second is the amount of lube he has, from a mix of your semen, his own lubricant, and the excessive amount of sweat, not to mention the cum that's all over your face. Third is the changes your body has gone through, namely your nose and mouth growing into a long muzzle. All of that makes it easy for your snout to slide right into his loose donut, the muscular bat using your muzzle like a dildo. It's obviously stretching him more than your member did, but still small compared to most of the toys from earlier. His asshole rests around the base of your snout just in front of your eyes, squeezing around you and keeping your mouth shut. You whimper and whine, feeling the intense heat and wetness from his body and the mixed fluids inside him, some of it dribbling down your cheek. Even without opening your mouth you can taste it.

He slowly rubs against you, wiping his sweat off onto your face and further marking you with his scent. “What do ya know, you make a great chair too~" He laughs while he sits on you. You try to form a retort, but the instant you take a little breath in of his musk you completely give up. The smell is intense, more concentrated than the outside, a single sniff practically melting your mind away. No, I can't.. You tell yourself in your head, but another breath in washes that thought away. You slowly open your mouth inside him, giving him a bit more of a stretch and letting some of the mixed fluids flow into your mouth. The strong, salty taste makes you want to spit it out, but your lust is stronger than your reflexes and you swallow it down.

As much as it grosses you out, you can't stop yourself from sliding your tongue out into his smelly ass. Your tongue is just another part of you that has transformed, much longer than it used to be. It lets you reach nice and deep in the hunk's butt, slowly licking up your own cum from inside him without any more hesitation. He lets out a pleasant sigh and relaxes on top of you- you can tell both from the weight on you getting a bit heavier, and his tailhole becoming a little bit looser over your tongue- making a bit more cum flow out from deep inside him. You're a little bit less relaxed when you feel something poke against your own tailhole, starting to slide right into you. It only takes about an inch of the toy for you to realize that it's the same rubber tentacle from earlier, all nice and lubed up for you.

“I think it's fair.. You helped me get these toys out, so I'll help you get them in~" He tells you, but you can't hear a word he's saying while underneath him. At first it feels small compared to the equine dildo, which remains lodged deep inside you, but the deeper it goes the more it stretches you out. You feel it bump against the wide base of the fake horsecock, pushing it deeper and further bulging out your stomach. “M-mmrrf!" You groan, continuing to eat out his musky ass despite the stretch you're getting. While one of his hands works the bumpy tentacle deeper the other presses against your belly, pushing around the toys from the outside. It's an unusual sensation that makes you squirm and moan, a small amount of pre dribbling from your sore cock. He doesn't go as slow as he did with your throat, quickly pulling inches out only to shove even more inches back in.

You don't know how long you spend pinned under his muscular butt, licking up and swallowing every last drop of cum inside him while inhaling his intoxicating musk like the world's strongest aphrodisiac. The tentacle feels incredibly deep, you're not sure just how far in it is, but when you feel the plastic base against you you gasp inside his tailhole. Even though you can't currently speak, it's almost as if he hears you and does just what you request. He continues to press the bottom of the toy against you, soon slipping it right into your loose butt- it really doesn't take much, since the base of this toy is smaller than even the flare of the horsecock was. He pushes as deep as he can with his fingers though, making the incredibly long toy slip just a bit deeper before he pulls his fingers out, giving your aching crotch a little squeeze before putting both of his hands on his hips. “You poor slut, it feels like you're on the verge of cumming.. Oh well. Maybe later you'll cum just from sniffing me~" He laughs at you, and that's really the only part you can properly hear. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

He slowly gets off of you, squeezing around your muzzle while you slip out of his tailhole. You huff, slurping your tongue back and licking your lips, taking a shaky breath in. You almost feel cold without him on top of you and have to stop yourself from asking him to sit back down. “We'll have to do that again sometime, you cleaned me well~" He reaches back, spreading his asscheeks for a few seconds just to tease you before letting go and getting all the way off of you, standing up next to the bed again. It seems like your transformations have come to a stop, if only because they've finished. There's no mistaking it, you're some sort of strange, anthrofied bat, like the hunk that's been dominating you. If you weren't so distracted, you'd say that you're even more like a bat than him.

“I-I need the others, please.." You ask him quietly, keeping your legs spread on the blankets while you stare up at him, your furry cheeks completely flushed. He smirks. “I was wondering when you'd ask." He snickers, picking up the knotted canine dildo and giving it a slow lick while you watch. It's still covered in his lubricant but has had time to cool down, no longer visibly steaming in the cool air, but you don't think you'd even need the lubricant at this point. He doesn't say a word as he leans over the side of the bed, pushing the red, pointed tip against you and easily slipping it in. You don't hold back your moans at all this time, and he doesn't hold back how forceful he is- with a single, hard push, over a foot of rubbery red rocket is buried in you at once, pushing the other two toys already inside you deeper. You cry out and dig your claws into the blankets, tearing right through them without even caring. The knot presses against your ass, and you shudder. It feels wider than even the base of the horsecock, and you aren't even touching the whole thing.

He keeps it pushed against you though, slowly wiggling it and making you squirm. “You slut.. you're an even bigger size queen than I am, aren't you?" He laughs. You don't deny him, you know it's true, but it still feels a bit humiliating to have him laugh at and tease you in such a way. You doubt that even when you wake up you'd be able to hold back from immediately trying out the biggest toys you could find. “I could just shove it into you without letting you warm up more, but that'd probably leave you with quite the gape.. What do you think, fucktoy?" He asks you with a toothy smirk, but you both already know what your answer will be. “Give it to me, p-please!" You reply, and he gives you a nod before gripping tight to the base of the dildo with both hands. “Then brace yourself, slut~"

With a quiet grunt from him and a loud moan from you, he pushes both hands against the bottom of the toy, forcing the knot against you even harder. You can feel your tailhole starting to give under the pressure, already quite loose and slippery after taking everything else still inside it, gradually stretching over the round knot. “I-it's huge!" You gasp and pant, your feeble squeezes doing nothing to slow him down while he pushes. You bite your lip, doing your best to keep the knot if only to make it feel better when it finally slips in, but it doesn't take long regardless. Before it even reaches the halfway point the rest of the knot pops into you in one moment, along with the base of the dildo and four of his fingers right up to the knuckle- not much of a stretch compared to how wide the knot is, but it still gets an 'eep' out of you. It makes the bulge on your front grow quite a bit, the tentacle and horse dildo bending inside your stomach some more and pushing outwards, the feeling of everything shifting around inside you making your cock throb.

The wide knot grinds against your prostate as it slides deeper into your butt, your squeezing drawing it further into your body. “You took that easier than the last two.. Think you might be ready for the plug?" He asks you, and you immediately nod. The plug is massive, making the knot you just took look small, but you need it. “Y-yes, give it to me, I w-want to take the whole thing.." You pant, looking up at him while you keep your hands on the bed. “Heh.. for sure, slut. I'll do it on one condition." He pauses, leaning over you and putting a hand on your stretched out belly. “You agree to be my personal pet and fuck toy, forever. You'd do whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want it. Understand?" He gives you such a proposition, and it makes you gulp and momentarily snap out from your horny trance. “I-I'd have to be your, uh.. pet..?" You ask him, as if you didn't quite hear him. “Did I stutter? There'd be no going back on it." He replies. He raises an eyebrow at that, sneering down at you before laughing. “You still think this is a dream? No, it's all real. It's been real the entire time. I guess you have too much cock on the brain to realize that." He chuckles, but upon seeing your confusion he continues. “Don't you think this all felt too real? A bit too pleasurable~?" He says as he leans over you, slowly rubbing your stomach. You don't say anything in response, still in disbelief. You realize he has a point, but you don't want to admit it. “I thought it was silly that you imagined it was a dream the whole time.. You can even see the sun starting to rise outside, we've been at it for a while." He gestures out the window, and you get a glimpse of the sky shining a deep orange. You do suppose you feel very tired, and the dream has been incredibly long.

“S-so you're telling me that all of this is real..?" You mumble, looking to the side while you continue to squeeze around the toys stuffed deep inside you. You're calm enough now that you aren't constantly moaning in pleasure, but you still occasionally have to bite your lip or tense yourself up to hold back some groaning. “I wasn't joking. This has all been real the whole time." He replies, giving your belly a pat. You open your mouth, wanting to refute him, but you can't think of anything to say. A large part of you is terrified that this isn't a dream, with what he's done to you, with the changes that you've gone through. But a bigger part of you is happy this way- the pleasure is incomparable to anything else you've felt, even with how sore you still are. Your transformations let you enjoy those pleasures even more, your sense of smell stronger and your tongue longer, the fur all over your body feeling delightfully warm. Maybe later you could even try flying with your newly grown wings on your arms.

You take a slow, shaky breath in before finally speaking again. “O-okay, I'll do it. I'll be your pet, um.. Sir..?" You huff, and his smile grows. “That's a good toy. Now get on your hands and knees for me, I'm going to need to loosen you up some more. Even as loose as you are now, I don't think you're quite loose enough for the plug.." He grumbles. The only part of you that wants to resist him is nothing more than a whisper in the back of your mind, and you don't hesitate to roll over, making the trio of toys inside you slide and push around and getting another whine out of you. “I'm all yours, master..~" You say, lifting your short tail up for him and sticking your ass out, showing off your gaping tailhole- it's not quite at the level of ruination as his own, but you know it'll never go back to the way it was. Though it's not like any other part of you is ever going to be the same either.

“I'm not going to be gentle, got it?" He asks you, putting a hand on one of your asscheeks and spreading it, the other poking all five of its gloved fingers against your entrance. Judging by what you've seen, his arm is a little bit thicker than the knot you just took, but of course that's the whole length of it too and not just one part. “P-please give it to me.." You huff. He snickers, shoving his fingers into you and stretching you out, his entire hand easily slipping right past your tailhole until your rim is squeezing around his wrist. It's certainly a stretch, but with how much he pushed into earlier it isn't difficult. “Already so loose.. I doubt you'd be able to hold onto any normal sized toy." He laughs, spreading his fingers out inside you and pressing his hand down, getting a loud moan out of you when he rubs against your prostate. He only pushes a bit deeper before you feel his hand bump against something inside you- it's the base of the knotted dildo, not quite as deep as the other two.. but you know that your master plans on fixing that.

He balls his hand into a fist, starting to push his arm deeper into you as well as the canine dildo, forcing it further into your rear and making it push around the tentacle and equine toys too. It's a chain reaction of pleasure that makes you squirm and moan, burying your face in the blankets and biting onto them while he fists you nice and deep. You clench down hard around his muscular arm, feeling it stretch you even further than the three toys did while he pushes those toys deeper at the same time. Unlike the dildos, his arm is incredibly warm. The heat coming from his body is delightful, making you feel just a little bit hotter and meltier.

He comes to a sudden stop a few inches past his wrist, shifting his arm around to a better angle inside you. His short halt makes you whimper, your dick twitching between your legs, but you know that he's about to give you exactly what you asked need. Without any more warning he rams more of his arm in, practically punching all three of the toys further into you before tanking his arm back and brutally thrusting it into you yet again. You cry out in bliss, your body going weak with just his arm inside you holding your ass up, his other hand still gripping tight to your muscular butt. Such a harsh, rough fistfucking hurts, but that's all a part of the fun. You can feel him ruining you, each thrust in from his hand bulging your stomach a bit more while he loosens you up nice and good, small little dribbles of precum leaking from your tip while he pounds you.

His arm goes deeper and deeper over time, coated in lubricant right up to the elbow and dripping some on the bed. The sloppy fisting is making lots of noisy and wet sounds, louder than your blanket-muffled moans, only getting louder and lewder the looser and messier he makes you. Your legs are shaking and it feels like your tailhole is starting to go numb, so abused by the dominant bat that your rim has started to swell and bulge into a thick, puffy donut like his own, like a symbol of how much of a size queen you've become. You can't form a single word, or a thought, tongue hanging from your mouth and spit dripping from your maw. You don't need to, not when he has such control over you. It feels like you're having one, unending orgasm, his fist and arm pounding against your battered prostate, the pleasure never ending even though you can't entirely feel your ass anymore.

Just when you feel like you can't take it any longer- not that you'd want him to stop anyways- he suddenly pulls the entirety of his arm and fist out, your poor ass gaped wide enough to fit his entire penis in without touching anything, unable to do any squeezing outside of a little trembling. His roughness shoved the toys even further into your body, making it so that he'd need to go even deeper to get them out since you don't exactly have the strength to push now. The bulges in your belly don't have much shape now other than a few round lumps, but you know that they'll get even bigger soon.

“What a mess.. I don't think I've seen a fuckhole as loose and sloppy as yours, pet~" He lowers himself down behind you, putting both hands on your cheeks now, his breath washing over your rump with a little tingle of the heat felt inside you. “I hope you don't mind me having one more taste before I plug you up.." He chuckles, leaning in and pressing his lips over your abused rim, giving it a wet kiss. The feeling of him sucking on your puffy asshole in such a way feels a bit unusual, both soothing and worsening the aches he gave you from the fisting session that ended just a few moments ago, your already swollen hole getting just a bit bigger. He doesn't even stick his tongue into you this time, just staying on the outside and slobbering all over you. He continues like that for a few minutes, giving you time to recover from your stretching, or at least emotionally- you aren't gaped any less, nor does it feel any less amazing; you only manage to regain some consciousness, panting softly and looking back at your master (even though you can't really see him other than his hat).

He finally pulls off of you with a satisfying pop, letting your tailhole return to its gaped, wrecked state. He isn't quite done, bringing his nose in closer and taking a deep sniff. “Mmh.. smells like a proper bitch." He growls quietly, taking another slow breath in and dragging his tongue around the outside of your ruined hole. “U-use the plug, I need it.." You whine. “Heh, yeah. We've waited long enough." He replies, slowly picking up the huge buttplug. Even for someone as powerful as him, it must be quite heavy. You can't wait to try walking around with that weight inside you. Still, when he hefts it up and presses the tip into your gaped hole, you feel a slight twinge of concern. Are you going to ask him to be careful, or make any more effort at all to get it in you? Probably not, but you're still worried about it not fitting. He definitely doesn't seem concerned, pushing it harder against you and very slowly starting to stretch you around the first few inches. You whimper and whine in pleasure, your donut getting pulled wider than ever by this toy and you hardly have it in you.

Alas, trying to get the plug into you is no easy feat. Only about six inches of the plug fit into you before you start to get pushed forward, letting out a huff when you slide forward on the bed. “M-master, I think we need to try a different position.." You tell him, doing your best to relax your body. “I think you're right.. Turn around, slut. And stand on the bed." He commands you, pulling the plug back out of you. You feel a bit sad having what little of the plug that was inside you taken away, but you know you'll get it back. You stand up on the bed, legs still a bit shaky, facing away from the hunk behind you but still looking back at him. “Good pet." He chuckles, lifting the massive toy and sitting up on the bed between your legs. You get the hint, gulping nervously. “Well? Go ahead and sit on it, I'll help you if you need it." He stands there with his arms crossed, waiting for you to stuff yourself.

You don't want to keep him waiting, and you definitely don't want to keep yourself waiting any longer either, spreading your legs a bit and slowly crouching down until you feel the tip against your gaped butt, your hands on your thighs. At that point you rest your legs, biting your lip as your weight starts to carry you down. It almost feels strange, not having your master not pushing something into you, but the sensation of your swollen rim getting stretched further and further around the gargantuan buttplug overpowers any sort of want like that. You push your legs out, letting most of your weight go right on top of the wide plug and making you sink onto it a bit quicker, about half a foot deep and giving you an incredible stretch- it's already wider than anything else you've taken, and you have a lot more to go.

You feel like that if you were never penetrated before it might not feel different at all, filling you so much that you feel like a virgin again. Before you even reach the halfway point you stop, not because you want to but because it seems like your weight won't be enough to carry you any further. You whine loudly, trying to shove yourself further and only getting another few, small inches in. You look back at your master with a bright blush, embarrassed that you can't do it all on your own, but excited to have him help you again. “U-um, sir, I think I'm stuck.." You mumble, looking away from him as he shakes his head.

“I expected as much. Maybe another time you can take it all on your own, but for now.." He steps closer behind you, putting his hands on your sides just above your waist and holding you tight. You huff happily, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands on you even if one is still wet from when he fisted you. You don't have to wait any longer before he starts to shove you down, and you can't help but moan out in bliss from the feelings of the plug stretching out your wrecked asshole, his pushing letting you go further down, even if it's still quite slow.

With every inch that goes into you more of your former mind melts away, replaced by this slutty, musky, size queen of a fruit bat. Your prick throbs and twitches, multiple orgasms wracking your mind and body even though you have no more cum left, having emptied your reserves when your master rode you earlier. He stops when you're halfway down, reaching a hand around to your belly and slowly rubbing it. “I can feel the toys inside you.. You can take a lot, pet. Next time we'll have to put even more, even bigger things inside you, hmm~?" He asks you, lightly pressing his hand against your bulging stomach. “Y-yes, pleeaaase..!" You groan, thinking about how much more he could ruin you. You never imagined you could even be stretched this far, clenching down hard around the thickest part of the plug with your donut stretched taut.

He massages you for a bit longer while you pant and huff before putting his hands on your sides again, giving your cheek a kiss and continuing to push you down. It doesn't take much more before you quickly slip down, sliding right down to the base with the rest going deeper, making your stomach bulge quite a bit more. You almost pass out from the pleasure, squeezing down hard around the buttplug while your toes curl and your hands clench into fists. “What a good fucktoy, taking the whole thing.. So quickly, too~" He says with a smile, giving you another gentle kiss. You can't make a noise other than a quiet whimper, every little movement making the toys inside you shift around and pressing the plug against sensitive spots. You don't know how he could move around so much with all of this inside him.

He climbs onto the bed with you again, getting you to lay on your side with him behind you, the hunky bat wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. You blush more when you feel him bring his nose up to your fluffy neck, taking a deep breath in of your scent and growling softly. It feels embarrassing- not because of the oddity of it all, but you feel humbled having your master enjoy your scent in such an animalistic way. “Still having any second thoughts?" He asks you, and after a few slow breaths you manage to speak. “N-not at all.." You huff, looking back at him and enjoying the feeling of him spooning you from behind. You can feel his cock throbbing against your butt, but with the base of the plug in the way he can only grind against you. You don't mind though- as much as you'd love him filling you with more of his cum, you do feel incredibly tired. Maybe you'll never go back to the way you were, but you don't care. You'd never want to go back to that, when you can feel as happy and full as this, held in the protective arms of your master, feeling his warmth against you. It feels great to be wanted by someone like him, to be used however he wants.. You close your eyes, starting to fall asleep in his embrace, thinking about what kind of kinky things you'll do together when you wake up.