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The Island Sanctuary, the place one lalafellen entrepneur sought to gift to one of her greatest friends and savior of the realm ten times over. A place he could _finally_settle down in and relax, at least until duty calls once more as it always seems wont to do. Unfortunately for our warrior of light Jareck, he had his work cut out for him.

Keyword,_'had.'_See, he'd already built up and got done grinding away at the place, took less than a subscription cycle-- uh, month or so, to do. Farming, gathering, more farming, some crafting, more gathering, thankfully he didn't have to nail his landmarks together by himself, the team of mammets actually running the show seeming more than capable of doing that by themselves. Not that he couldn't, of course. He's the goddamn warrior of light, defeater of the literal embodiment of nihilism by that point. He could do _anything._DOES do anything. Or, well, mostly the islands sole category of inhabitants, but you're about to read about it anyway.

All of that work, and his end product is his very own island. No one needs his help, there's no queues to keep up with, no tomestones and ever increasing item levelsto chase, no new world ending threat, nothing. Just him, his bare fur, the silky blue cloudless sky above him, the seafoamed andlightlysandy breeze, and the sun beating down on him. Him, the big, studly hrothgar daddy everyone knew and loved. Tamed, white hair, long moustache, brown fur everywhere but the uniquely thicker fur all ronso are known for along their shoulders, lower arms and legs. He's Jareck, the afformentioned warrior of light and savior of literally everything.

And, because he's Jareck, his pasture full of all kinds of beasties. Big and small. Pawed, hooved, taloned, and whatever else in between. Big beasties sporting big beasty dicks, smaller ones with tight lil' cunts he can sink his dick into when the mood strikes him, there's an animal for every occasion, and they're all for him. Of course, he's not limited to just the wild life he's managed to wrangle and tame, he'd sometimes go out into the wild and find anything that'd have him. His favorite were the islands various canines and their thick, drippy, veiny dicks. He lost count how many knots he'd kissed and puppies he'd drank over the course of his work on the island. He's drank down the warm jizz of just about every critter on this island by now, of course. And, for the record, throating a horse to the medial ring's his second favorite activity still,though not what this tale's about! Fun imagery though.

There's just something about canines and their thin, almost watery release. Metallic, tastes kinda like gil, and plentiful. _VERY_plentiful. For at least half as many knots as he'd kissed there's been a cumbloated belly to go along with it. Hell, more than once he'd let one of the wolves fuck his belly so full it came out the other end, letting him taste his favorite thing in the world while doing his favorite thing in the world. If the world hadn't already been full of countless different kinds of magic he wouldn't have ever believed such a thing was possible, though he's had first hand experience by now. Not even a horse had ever managed to do that before, adding to the virility of his favorite four legged companions.

Speaking of, all that hasn't gone on to mention the most important part of this story yet: The action.

Jareck's been scoping out his prey for a while now, one of the biggest dire wolves on the island in his sights. As stealthy as he's been, even gone so far as to shuck off his gear and grace the wilderness bare, the wolf surely knows he's there. Knows he's there and welcomes these little games of his. Rough, rugged cat dads with soft mawsfeel great wrapped around great big doggy dicks after all, almost as if they were meant to be there. You think hrothgar's entire evolution led up to them being the perfect cocksleeves for beasts and animals the world over? Some would argue in its favor, others deny it. Yet here stands Jareck, looming over his pray now on its back, itsgrinning, wolfish muzzle doing its best to stare back up at the man soon to turn dogslut.

The dire wolf's full package on display, the wild fur swept around by the gentle breeze over the island, the animalistic musk growing stronger as its lipstick begins to show itself. The wolf's gentle growling telling the big cat all he needed to know,he could hardly resist dropping to his knees and crawling forwards to his goal, inadvertently dragging his own rapidly hardening cock up to the beast's muzzle and earning a few laps from the grounded animal. Big, thick tongue slathering his glans in dog slobber on its way to his balls, finally reaching the wolf's real target just as Jareck was able to settle in at his. Hrothgar lips to animal lipstick, animal tongue to hrothgar tailhole, all was right in the world for once. Both sides parting for one another, one tongue meeting wet, deep pink flesh yet to grow from its hiding spot, the other meeting the insides of the manliest motherfucker on this island right now.

Make no mistake, Jareck's an animal's bitch right now. At its mercy. No weapons, no gear, only him and the wild. But that doesn't demean his status, doesn't make him any less of a man.

No, his deep grunts and groans, his sounds of pure, absolute delight intermixed with the beast's growls and thesloppy suction of his lips over this dog's slowly erectingcock are proof enough of that. On and on this goes, the schlick schlock of a dog lapping somewhere he's not supposed to, and the uninterrupted groaning and moaning of a man deep in the pleasures of sucking growinganimal cock. All alone, on this island, no one around to see, he can do whatever he wants. Free of judgement, not that anyone could do anything to him anyway.

Not something like was about to happen, at least. See, for all as stealthy as Jareck wasn't, this even bigger dire wolf was. The biggest on the island, he might've been, and he was _very_much a he. Jareck barely had any time to realize what was happening before a massive paw planted itself on the back of his head, front most two paw pads more than covering the distance between his ears. He couldn't stop his descent as inch after inch of wet wolf cock got forcefully shoved between his lips, unsheathing the whole thing into his soft maw and to the back of his throat. On and on he's pushed, dog cock guided down his gullet guided by the two fangs on either side of his mouth, nose meeting the animal's sheath now being pushed back to reveal the inflating knot. The part of an animal's anatomy the man rarely sees in this state, save maybe for a handful of seconds as it grows in his meaty mitts.

"MMMFFFFfffffff........ Mmnooooohgmf," Jareck struggles to get out. He won't be getting any words out at all soon, as the unknown (to him) force guiding his snoot into the animal's crotch forces his lips past the initial swell of the knot, earning a loud gag from Jareck and an excited yap from his partner.

That dog's knot proved a hell of a challenge for this dad's jaw. Even uninflated, it was wider than he could normally fit, and he didn't often let his canine companions knot his face like this. Seems he doesn't have a choice this time, as once it's in it's in, swelling up like a balloon in record time and putting the fattest bulge just below his jaw and behind his beard, where it meets his neck. The knot beginning to inflate now meant the rest of the tool could follow suit, growing deeper down the cat dad's gullet, pushing well into and down his throat, eventually past his clavicle and further beyond, stopping between his ribs. Jareck had never once been so full of dog cock in his life.

Frenzied breath after breath ruffling the mutt's scratchy pubic fur, barely coming out as anything other than groans and quick releases of air due to his nose now being up very close and personal. He thankfully discovered his prior enchantment prevents him from drowning in dog cum as well. Not that it helps with the sheer amount of dog cock flooding his throat right now, air is still precious. Not that his cock really minds. The dog's fur is positively drenched at this point, slick as can be, and the humping he's been doing has only served to--

"UNNNNGH, hhhhhh, glkk, mmmmmmmmmm"

Yeah. Get him off.

Ropes and ropes of cum splattered the dog's chest, only to be cut short as the paw belonging to the other massive beast finally leaves his noggin and plants itself on the ground beside him. Another, obviously extremely male dire wolf, the biggest dire wolf on the island. The dire wolf Jareck had spent the past week trying to track down and suck off, never having any luck.

Who knew he just had to find its second in command and suck _it_off instead.

It wasn't his mouth he was going to use to pleasure the beast as he planned though, oh no. His target made his muscular behind _its_target. More specifically, the hole now thoroughly lubed with wolf slobber.

On up the beast clambers onto Jareck's back, grumbling in dominance and defiance of the natural order as he locks his paws around the man's hips, settling onto his wide back with a grunt and a gag from the nearly choked cat. Even through the abuse, through the idea of being used as just a toy by a couple of big ol' animals with no say in the matter, Jareck's dick couldn't be harder. This is what he lived for, being used by any beast he could. To the public, and his friends, and to most of his more distant family, he was a proud guardian and friend. An adventurer to the core, ready to face any challenge.

To his private circle of people in the know, a handful of friends and family, he was a slut. A complete and total animalslut. There was hardly a critter this man wouldn't like to get his hands on or his dick inside, or theirs inside him. Inside any hole they could take.

And take he was, and was about to, as the rapid thrusts from the top dog's hips began. Jabbing everywhere but its target, its bony tip not the most pleasant thing in the world. Leaving marks all around this stud of a man's backside, he kept at it, a jab at the back of a thigh, leaving a spot of pre and wet fur, to maybe a cheek, to the other right after. Thankfully Jareck's balls were spared, as with just one more try the dog had finally slotted its seeking cock tip into the hole prepared by its brethren, and thrust. Thrust with all its might. Thrust deep into the waiting guts of the bitch beneath him, spearing him for all he's worth.

And the sounds. Oh, the sounds this man made. You could hardly tell he had one dog down his throat already. Grunting, groaning, moaning, choking, gagging, you name it. Deep, growly noises only a man being fucked can make.

Noises only a man being fucked by man's best friend can make.

Deeper still, the wolf's cock ventured, knot meeting ring and surpassing it with a squelch. Though that didn't last for long, as with the knot's swelling it was tugged back and forth, popping in and out of the man's rear with lewd noises and growls from the impaled cat. Soon, thankfully fhe cat dad thought, the knot had swollen enough to no longer be pulled through his ring, and swell and swell it continued. Mashing well against his prostate, the knot had nowhere to balloon but outward and further in, and neither did the rest of the dog's dick. Already reaching past where a dick should normally go, into the beginning of his colon, the dick grew. And grew. And grew.

Jareck was at a loss for words. A loss for thoughts, even. This absolute beast of a dog's cock had barely reached half hardness, and already was pressing his once taut abs outwards against the underside of the smaller beast he was on, even through the slight paunch he'd put on swallowing all the watery dog jizz he's been fed the past few minutes. All the sloppy dog cum he was still working on swallowing, actually. Thin lances of the stuff never stopped spurting their way into his belly, the tip so far down his bulging throat it had nowhere else to go.

Being filled from both ends, not by men like any normal person but by four legged animals only looking for a quick fuck, the hrothgar had nowhere to go. Nothing to really do, either, but just lay there and take it. Lay there and let himself be used like some kind of living fleshlight, that's certainly how it felt as the top dog's cock finally finished growing. Or he thought anyway. Prayed, even. That thing had lanced so much cum into him the bulge it was showing all the way up to his pecs was nearly imperceptible by this point in the breeding. They had settled into the tie and Jareck's time as their bitch had really only just begun.

Seconds ticked by, seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to a dozen, all locked very literally into this state of bliss he'd unwillingly found himself in. Sure, he had planned to suck off at least one beast today, but the one on his back, knot deep in his dadly rear and pumping him so full of puppies he swore he could taste a new flavor of dog cum at the back of his throat? Unplanned, at least for today. His agenda was to wrestle this wolf down, or just crawl underneath em and start getting handsy, whichever it took. His plan was to slowly tease out the wolf's red rocket from its hiding place, letting it grow and grow just as he'd learned over the countless years he'd been at his zoophiliac adventures, only to latch onto and start suckling the coppery treat down like he was owed it. In a way, again, for literally saving this wolf's world maybe he was, even if the beast didn't know that, couldn't know that.

Not that he had too many complaints about his current situation however. Yeah, he's being choked by a massive, spurting doggy dick the size of his forearm, yes he's taking an even bigger one up his ass and into his very stomach, but he can't recall last time he was this aroused. Maybe a close second was when he discovered his own son's similar affinity with the family dog one night, that was a wild one. He'd spewed so many ropes on that boy's face you'd think he grew new stripes. And he's about to do it again, only this time it's once more onto a wild animal's belly fur.

Thick white ropes decorate said belly with each throb of his chubby cat cock, the head seeming to pulse and almost flare like a horse's with each jet and adding a new, fresher scent into the scene. It's owner letting out pleasured noises and huffs as he climaxed for the second time that day, not sure if it'd even be his last before this whole ordeal was over. The dogs certainly seemed to be getting bored with it, finally having blown their loads.

The smaller one, anyway. It had started wriggling this way and that, it's knot having receded enough to where it could potentially be pulled through Jareck's massive maw and--

*POP*

Came the beast's knot from said maw. Deflated and slid between his two saberteeth, the rest of the shaft up through his chest cavity and out his throat, tapered tip hanging just inside his lips to deliver a few remaining lances of cum before he pulled back fully. Coughing and hacking best he could, the man tried to dislodge as much beast cum from his airways as he could, seeming to settle down with a few sniffles and some swallows. The dog lay panting beneath him, having served its purpose in this encounter, occasionally darting its tongue out to lap at the joining between the man and beast still tied together for the foreseeable future.

"Holy, huff, holy fuck, boy."

Upper half finally free, Jareck can explore the damage. His hands had been used to hold himself up this whole time, whether or not he needed it it brought him some comfort to being essentially raped by a pair of wild animals.

He runs his hands along himself, his swollen belly most of all. Feeling the way it jiggled, his well defined abs given way long ago to the cumbloated mess of his innards that he could swear he still felt pulsing. Because he could, the smaller dog may have been done but the top dog still had more to give, and give it sure did. For minutes, and minutes longer still the hrothgar had to contend with an increasing bloated feeling in his belly, fighting back nausea as he was filled up with more gallons of dog cum than any man should ever be filled with. That amount was zero, by the way, zero gallons, not even a drop. At least that's what society says.

"What society?" You might ask. And that's again, exactly why he's out here. So he could "GLK," and "GRH" to his hearts content, spitting up animal cum being sent straight through him. Choking and gags could be heard through the island's air as he sprung leaks like a broken hose, his body having lost all control over itself and simply letting whatever happens happen. A burp here, and gag there, one more rope being pumped up his throat, spilling over his clenched lips and down his newly doggy cum soaked beard. Coming out between his lips, his nose burning with the seed as well, all he could sense is this dog's cum and he loved it. He loved being used like this, used as nothing more than a toy by a dumb animal acting on instinct. For all his achievements and efforts, he was nothing more than a fuck toy for dogs at the end of the day, dogs and any other animals that caught his fancy. And that's just the way he liked it.

With the dog on top, finally dismounting and hiking its leg across his furry back to turn ass to ass in the way that dogs do once they've ttied with their bitch. As had just happened now, its cock twisting and turning inside him to make its way around.

Or on all fours, mouth to sheath with another dog, choking on its cock and swallowing its seed.

On his back, head over the edge of a bed, letting the family dog ream his throat out like a nice cookie while his son watches, cock in hand jacking it to his dogslut of a father.

On his hands and feet, back arched to let a stallion hit its mark, sending its cock head deep into his belly to flare up and give him some foals.

Pumping away at some bitch's plump, swollen cookie like his life depended on it, feeling her push back against him and needing him deeper inside her.

He couldn't get enough of any it. Alas, during his daydreaming, the top dog's knot had softened considerably as well. Which was fine by him, he needed time to recouperate by the end of it. He could go for longer, he would go for longer, if the animals had allowed, but they don't last forever. The one tugging at his raw tailhole proving this statement, trying its best to tug its knot back through the tight space he shoved it into almost an hour before. Stretching and stretching, with a loud pop and a waterfall of watery seed, the dire wolf finally pulled its thigh sized length out of the poor hrothgar's guts. Some pained groans from the man were drawn out as well as the continued length of the shaft, having to withdraw back from his very core. Foot after foot of gradient, purple and blue veined dog cock were pulled from him with a slurp, cascading dog cum down the back of his thighs and balls until it was finally free. Nothing but warmth was felt behind him, the intense warmth of a dog's cum soothing what aches it could as Jareck continued laying there, the first dog seeming to have fallen asleep at some point during the rest of the ordeal. Not even waking up as Jareck shot his final load of the session across its belly, coming out in dribbles towards the end as his body could simply not produce any further.

No one and nothing was going to bother them it seemed, might as well take a nap himself. After all, he felt like he'd just run several marathons in a row, if marathons included fucking the competition with knots the size of their heads. He and his undoubtedly new companion deserved it.