Commission Downdoggy
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Towering over you, a mess of fur teeth and claws. You don’t know how you got here, or what had inspired this creature to take interest in your shaking body. But what could you even do? There was no way to run away from something so big and fast, and you’d have even less chance of fighting it off.
“Come with me.”
It wasn’t a suggestion, but a command. An unquestionable order for you to follow along too. You knew you should resist, but there was some point of heat waving in your vision that made it completely irresistible. A smell sweeter than honey driving you to do as the monster asked even knowing in your heart of hearts where it might lead.
It only got stronger as you walked, quickly vacating the civilized world and delving into untamed nature, the realm of the monster in front of you. Marching thoughtlessly through the threshold of humanity, leaving you alone in a hostile, terrifying land. But still it was there, a wavering, pulsating warmth that drew you further, like a carrot on a stick, tempting you deeper, and deeper.
She was saying some more words. But you were mesmerized by the pulsating in front of you. A forbidden fruit that had driven greater men than you to ruin time and time again. Great and ruinous cavern dragging your feet forward headless of what commands your hypnotic captor spoke.
“Ugh. Are you even listening?”
You shook your head negative, it was clear as day you were lost in the thrall of this creature of the night, but to beg your brain to function at the same time was too much for a mere mortal. You strained your ears in defiance of your limits all the same.
“Whatever, We’re here anyways. You better be worth it.”
The sheer face of rock was split open into dark depths, but even hidden from the illumination of the moon you could follow that warmth, perhaps through a supernatural connection, or perhaps the heavy scent dragging you by the nose giving you means beyond your pitiful vision to follow through the cave.
But it remained a cave for only so long, eventually natural formations smoothed into a worked surface, your feet finding their place, and eyes adjusted to dim lighting fixtures set around the reclaimed piece of nature. So you stood in something equivalent to bedchambers, a place of rest sitting center stage as a pile of quilts and pillows, less a bed and more a nest, your sense of smell thrown by the prodigious musk rushing through your every breath. Sending you deeper under the spell that had caught you.
“Hurry up at least. Heat’s a bitch.”
Despite the command, you hadn’t the will to resist much longer as you were. At some point your human trappings fell to the ground like the loose rags they ultimately were in the face of something so perfect and beautiful. You had eschewed your humanity the moment you laid eyes on this creature, and now was the solstice of your sin, a carnival to celebrate your descent from which you could never recover.
“Uhg. Of course your nothing impressive downsta-NNHG!?~”
Your pride being wounded had nothing to do with the ravenous feasting you began. The delectable hints of umami flavors playing across your tongue driving forth your inhuman hunger. Even in this state you couldn’t forget your place, and the magnificent body before you demanded worship before satiation, to offer yourself on this altar would be to spit on it, first you must offer your debauched prayer words writ in runes that your tongue traced along the trifecta of perfection that dripped with its own hunger before your face. Dousing you in scents that would never wash away, baptizing you in the name of the howling moans you summoned.
“F-fuuuck~ deeper! g-gooodsyesshhooowwWWWLLL!!~”
The body before you twisted and curled in unnatural positions, like a revenant roused from their tomb thrashing against the chains of death. Violent swipes of claws and kicks of feet that would no doubt threaten your life on the barest scrape. But you couldn’t look away, or retreat. You had been beckoned to this position in honor, the disgrace of answering the fear in your heart now would never wash away. Even should you drown in the flood of warm thick fluids that ran down your chin you would not stop. This was your place, in this cave, with tongue and jaw aching in the light of candles. Your profane ritual could not be stopped by such paultry resistance!
The creature that had summoned you seemed to agree, giant furred pillars of legs locking around your back, forcing you to stay. Caring not for the bruises you accrue in the process. A single clawed hand laying over your head, scraping almost frighteningly gentle paths through your hair and getting tangled in the strands. Pulling and pushing down into the depths from which you dined. An unquestionable demand for your tongue to spear these depths with more ambition, driving your tired mouth to new fervent heights.
“F-uuuu~ haa.. Hurry up already. I’m tired of waiting.”
The voice carried the low rumbling of a growl. A threat. And no idle one you knew in the depths of your heart. So it was that your unfinished prayer was cut short, and you dragged your body up to preform more pressing duties. The beast inside of you was calling for it as well, but in this state you were beyond such braying calls. Your place was to serve. In this hallowed hall you stood fortunate to live, let alone satisfy your own early wishes.
And yet, you couldn’t deny the miracle of sensation playing over you, as you kneeled here, proving your existence as a man, the warmth finally accepted you in full. Velvet silk slick with the fruits of your prayer enveloping and clutching around you in a wordless dance. Your haze was so great that you hadn’t even noticed your body moving. Burning hot motions of surging movement driving every cry from the lips of the beautiful creature laid out before you. Demanding more and singing sweet wordless praise.
Your hands parted over the forest of fur before you, exploring regions you had only ever dreamed could be real, feeling through every stand with an unquenchable curiosity. Testing for grip and resistance using the very core of your being as a tool for feedback, feeling the peaks and valleys of the cave you had burrowed yourself into while your fingers pressed deep into mounds of fur covered flesh all but begging for your touch.
“Haa-shittt~ Harder~ More~ Use me mmmoore~~”
And with a simple request the dam inside your spirit cracked. The first drips of a flood shooting out into the furthest regions you could reach within the body laid out for your pleasure. The mere suggestion of your own indulgence would be too much to resist, a blessing so explicit couldn’t be ignored. Your mouth dripping with its own saliva descended like a predator on prey, struggling to reach but finding purchase on the peak of one of those pillowy mountains. A fresh squeeze around you more permission than you would ever need as you suckled like a starving babe.
Your hands hadn’t ceased their exploration either, fingering through the long limbs that caged you taught against the monster who had made you a man. You fought against the heat of that embrace, going not quietly into the decadence but tearing at it with every bit of strength in you. Sweating and straining for precious inches of motion only to find more inhuman words of praise. Gripping and pounding in beat with the relentless beat of your heart as you spilled more of your vitality into the clutching depths.
“shtopp~Pleasseslowdoooown~I-mmgonna go-feeral~”
Even knowing this goddess was fighting her own battles couldn’t quell the demon inside you. Drinking in her pleas like a refreshing gulp of water granted you your second wind. Ignoring the claws scraping across your back to force even more of those pitiful noises out of the furry bed you laid upon. Legs locking over the spread thighs of the-No, Your woman to snatch up every bit of leverage your diminutive frame allowed. A primal instinct passed from adam down yelling in open defiance of the very nature of this profane union.
“GETPREGNANTGETPREGNANTGETPREGNANTGETPREGNANT!~”
“Yyyuesshh~!!”
There was no other answer the poor beast could give stuck under the onslaught of your manhood, yelping in compliance even before your teeth dug into the mound of supple flesh you had been suckling on. Ignoring the aches and pains all about your body for one final burst. The ironclad dam built up from the moment of your birth beyond cracking coming crashing open all at once. The animal you had claimed as your own working her strong arms and legs in desprate clumsy aid of your goal to slather the core of her being in the seeds of humanity. Until all at once the pair of you came to howling peaks. Mashed together burning hot bodies putting every ounce of themselves into the final thrust of this feral endeavor. Leaving the warmth you had followed so long dripping with heat of your own making. And the two of you panting for air like the dogs you were.
“Haa.. fuuck.. Dammmmit~ Its tingling sooo good… What kind of perv uses a monster dating app anyways.. Hhaaa I g-guess you’ll work as a boyfriend.. Next time I’m gonna take charge though.”
You nodded, half in a facade of compliance, half simply because you were nodding off. The swelling chest of your date serving as a pillow more decadent than your dreams could even imagine. But even fading away you couldn’t help but smirk to yourself.
There's no way this horny bitch could dom someone as down horrendous as you~