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"I GUESS I CAUGHT ONE IN THE NET." Stan joked. His chuckle booming as he shook his sock with me inside, held aloft with a single handpaw shutting the cuff, as if admiring his prey in his pouch. "OOOF. I'M SURPRISED THIS ONE SURVIVED WITHOUT SUFFOCATING IN THERE. I WAS RIPE AFTER THIS WORKOUT, AND I DON'T SHOWER UNTIL I'VE HAD MY PROTEIN SHAKE." I could feel massive nostrils sucking in vast amounts of air outside of my prison-sock as the giant dog sniffed it. I thrashed inside the sock, but was unable to gain any purchase, humiliated by the fact that just this monster's sock was too much for me. I heard the giant chuckle further, noticing my frantic attempts to hang on to the damp fabric: "OH, THIS ONE STILL HAS SOME ENERGY LEFT. LET'S SEE IF IT LASTS LONGER THAN THE OTHERS."

Part 3

The top of the sock opened and I was unceremoniously dumped out onto the vast calloused hand of the giant German shepherd cop. I could make out every crevice and roughed patch of skin on the paw pads. Clearly this beast spent every waking hour in the gym, when not policing; lifting weights that would put skyscrapers to shame, and I could tell by being this close to the palm of his handpaw. Although, the observation was moot after having seen his body.

The beast was naked, sitting on a leather chair... no; more like a couch, and this massive dog was taking all of it with his bulk. The weight was causing the couch to bow at its center. Apparently, not even macros made chairs big enough to fit the physique of this monster. His legs bent at the knee, clearly too tall, even sitting down to fit on this couch. Massive muscles lined his thighs, pushing the couch's arms apart, visible, even under a thick layer of brown and black fur. This was a massive beast... why did he have to be even bigger by macro standards?

Held at chest height, I could barely see past mountainous pecs covered in brown fur. Even outside the gym bag, it felt still sweltering this close to this colossus, as this dog ran hot. The heat radiating from the giant German shepherd made me pant and gasp for non-existing fresh air. The simple proximity to this leviathan made me helpless: his body heat blasted me in waves laced in testosterone-fueled smells from his sweaty wrecking balls, titanic cock, and sweaty feet the size of large pickup trucks, asserting his presence in the whole room just by existing. I was terrified and marveled at the immensity of this being. I felt insignificant, held in his paw. I was nothing to him but his next toy to entertain him for the next few minutes and I was powerless to stop anything this massive hulk wanted to do to me... or any of us.

"I'M BIG, AIN'T I?" the police officer's booming voice teased me from above, apparently noticing me gawking at his massive muscles. Pecs like mountains bounced in front of my eyes, and, without warning, I was shoved face first in between those mounds. The giant's muffled laughter reached my ears as I was squeezed between his mountain pecs, held in place by a simple flex. The man musk of testosterone and sweat momentarily replaced the foot stench that had buried itself in my sinuses. I thrashed and pushed, practically against a wall of steel muscles while the massive dog above continued to flex and bounce his massive pecs, laughing amused at my pathetic attempts to push away the walls of muscles trying to squeeze me like a lemon.

It stopped as quick as it started and I was dislodged from between those boulder pecs by a giant handpaw. I found myself held right in the giant's fist. A terrifying maw opened in front of me, with rows of canines as big as my arms lining the inside. The thick tongue lapped out like a carpet and I was immediately covered with thick drool and some bloody remains from the previous victims. I struggled in vain against the iron grip around me, alarmed at this humongous predator, literally savoring me. The giant lips expertly wrapped around my dick and started sucking.

Perhaps it was the overload of alpha male testosterone overriding my senses that drove me into submissive mode. I knew I was in danger, and that I was at the "mercy" of a giant beast that saw me as a sex-toy-food for his pleasure, but my dick went hard immediately. I thrashed and moaned in the giant paw, trying to hold back, trying to deny this monster the satisfaction, but the giant muzzle suction was powerful... almost sucking the orgasm out of me. I cried out in officer Stan's handpaw and blew the largest load I'd ever produced.

The giant muzzle pulled away and opened... showing me how tiny and pathetic my biggest load ever looked in the expanse of such a massive tongue, as if teasing me. I felt inadequate at the sight, especially knowing that a cock over twice my body length was engorging just a few dozen feet below.

"THAT WAS QUICK... I HOPE, FOR YOUR SAKE, YOU HAVE MANY MORE IN YOU." Stan's voice boomed in my face as he swallowed my pathetic load. Hot breath laced with a faint scent of blood blasted my whole body. Without any time to rest from my orgasmic afterglow, the giant maw parted in front of me one more time and my bottom half went in this time.

The giant tongue slathered me whole with thick drool, rubbing my dick back and forth. I held onto the massive muzzle, maybe caressing those whiskers as thick as my arms, in the midst of the best blowjob I had ever received. Soon, I was cumming like a firehose again... my poor seed drowned in the sea of Stan's drool. I shook and begged for a respite... but I was just sucked completely into the massive maw as a response instead, feet first.

Fitting in with room to spare, surrounded by rows of teeth and molars that could chew me up like an industrial wood chipper, I started to panic and started to thrash about. I was inside a predator's maw. My fear kicked in, feeling like helpless prey, that this was it and I was going to be swallowed to be digested and forgotten inside this giant beast; become fuel for his muscles. My thrashing seemed to please my captor for I felt deep chuckling shaking the whole maw and my whole body.

After the giant maw closed around me, I was thrown in semi darkness, only broken by slivers of light that broke through between the teeth when the dog would slightly open his lips to accommodate me. The muscled tongue worked about me, coiling around my body like a hungry anaconda, squeezing slightly before letting go and repeating, coating me in thick dog saliva. The suction would ramp up at times, creating a vacuum... while I was still hard as a rock, I felt a lack of air as the giant dog would suck it all out of his mouth and leave me in a vacuum for a few seconds, until the lips would part and let some air in. This happened several times when I was at the verge of passing out. This monster was amusing himself by forcing me into some twisted version of erotic asphyxiation. The powerful tongue would, at times push me against a cheek where the immense German shepherd would suckle at me as if I were a piece of candy. The suction was highly effective here until it forced another climax out of me. I convulsed and tried to yelp, but I passed out of lack of air instead, suffocated in the vacuum of the cheek pouch. The orgasm was almost as intense as the first one.

I came back into myself held in Stan's handpaw as he raped me again, sucking another orgasm out of my abused dick. I was trembling and gasping for air. Wasted. Apparently, I was still shooting cum, because the giant dog chuckled when he saw me awake. "YOU WERE ALMOST LUNCH THERE FOR A SECOND." He boomed teasingly. "YOU ARE A HORNY LITTLE THING. AREN'T YA? AND YOU ENJOY HOW BIG I AM. I'M GETTING ALL HORNED UP MYSELF."

The giant paw lowered me down past those mountainous pecs and thick set of abs, with sweaty fur stuck to them. The male musk really hit me as I saw the red spire of Stan's cock head rising up in front of me, heavily dripping copious amounts of thick, smelly precum, enough to fill a large bath tub. Past the 14ft long monumental manhood, throbbing with thick veins, seemingly powerful enough to penetrate concrete, I was unceremoniously smashed against a heavy pair of pungent, furry orbs, each the size of a wrecking ball. My face was stuck right in between the massive orbs. I immediately started gagging when forced, face first against the powerful man musk of this massive dog. The dripping globs of precum began to run down the immense phallus above when Stan's other paw wrapped around it and started to pump it slowly, but heavily. Each stroke felt like the quake caused by a giant hammer drill: boom, boom, boom! My body was quickly drenched in dog precum. I was gasping for dear life, nearly drowning on mouthfuls of the stuff while the giant handpaw kept me squeezed again his sweaty scrotum.