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Chapter 1

New Year's Eve. Alkain woke up, stretching all four of his arms in his slightly too small satin-clad bed. Buying a new one was on the list, he just hadn't had time for it. He hadn't been expecting a sudden final growth spurt now that he was eighteen, and being that he now lived away from his parents, there was nothing to do but deal with it. It wasn't even close to the most pressing thing on his mind. No, there was a rather crushing one, almost literally a pressure, that had been swelling and growing inside him for a while now. The most basic of masculine desires; lust.

Not that he hadn't already been horny for as long as he could remember, but the fox - for he was a fox, despite some mixed heritage that had somehow resulted in being gifted with more limbs than the average person - had recently felt it far more than ever before. Insufferably so, even. Maybe it was genetics, though he wasn't ruling out a curse with how intense the desire was. Alkain knew he was part dragon; that much was obvious from the fact that he was covered in scales rather than fur, though that amalgamy had happened generations ago, only coincidentally being reactivated in him and having skipped his parents.

Not that he minded. It made him intriguing. Maybe as a young kit it'd been a source of alienation and frustration, and to this day he wished he could've had wings befitting a true dragon, but all in all, he welcomed the ease of scrubbing himself in the shower, if nothing else. And it'd given him two cocks. Not that he'd had any opportunity to use both at once, at least not inside two different partners. And it was a nice surprise to anyone who got close enough to him to stick a hand down his pants. Alkain certainly enjoyed their expressions upon finding out.

Today, though, would be a day of really putting all that to use. It was the sunset of the old year and dawn of the new, and with a new year came new resolutions. Alkain's was base, selfish, and distinctly masculine; he was going to fuck until those growing urges finally relented, and that necessitated finding a whole lot of new, potential partners. The dragon-fox groaned as one of his hands instinctively slipped under the covers to grasp one of his hardening shafts, and then the other, too. Just the thought of getting to relieve that nagging pressure in his swollen balls was getting him excited, now. Glancing at his clock, he still had almost sixteen hours until midnight.

Alkain sighed. He wrapped the blanket more tightly around himself and tried to close his eyes again. A little more sleep would let him party for a little longer. He tried his hardest to drift off, imaging the party he was planning to go to.

It was one of the biggest ones in the city. A massive, infamously hedonistic party with music so loud that it shook the foundations of the building they used. The kind where nobody batted an eye at a couple mating in a dark corner, or even putting on a bigger show, nor - as was most relevant for Alkain - did anyone care if those couples happened to be two men. Alkain didn't mind women, but they simply lacked the firm bodies and stiff expressions of naked, carnal lust of his fellow men that drove him wild.

There was also the benefit of them not being able to get pregnant, which meant he didn't have to be quite as careful. A condom would suffice, at most.

Nngh. Alkain rubbed his temples. A jarring spike of desire sat in his thoughts, impossible to ignore. He was struggling to make sense of his own desires, sometimes. He preferred men, and that meant he generally couldn't knock anyone up, yet the thought of doing so seemed to turn him on something crazy. He shook his head and buried his face in the pillow, spending a few more moments trying to fall asleep. Briefly, Alkain tried to figure out why he was suddenly so wound up and needy, beyond just reaching adulthood, but there were no easy answers to be found. Eventually, he fell into a restless and light slumber for a couple more hours.

Chapter 2

It was time for the party. The air was crystal-clear to the point that even with the light pollution of the city bathing the night sky in artificial light, many stars stood out like crystal against the velveteen backdrop of the pitch-black heavens. Not that Alkain was really going to be stargazing; it was nothing but an ephemeral mental note of sorts as he waited to be let inside. Out here, the air was cold; at the party itself, held in a massive warehouse, it'd be sweltering hot, and the dragonfox was dressed for it, almost naked but for a light tank top and stylish black shorts.

That hunger he'd been feeling for a while now only grew and grew, the closer he got to his destination. Alkain found himself eyeing the other men in the queue. Most of them were average - not unattractive, just nothing special either - but a muscular husky just ahead of him caught his eye. He had beautiful and well-kept striking black and white fur, and was clad in skintight clothing that left little to the imagination, and best of all, a subtle rainbow-pattered stud in his ear, to signal his availability to other men.

That, and a beautiful, round bubble butt that Alkain could almost feel squeezing tightly around his cocks already. Unfortunately, a cold outdoor queue like this was hardly the ideal place to flirt, much less fuck. Even the naturally warm dragonfox would've struggled to stay hard. Soon, the husky was waved in, and he disappeared into the depths of the warehouse with a natural, seductive, swaying wag of his hips. Maybe Alkain could find him later. Maybe not. But there'd be plenty more potential partners like him at the party.

Finally, it was his turn. Seeing that he was at least modestly dressed, the bouncer waved him in, and Alkain entered the warehouse, leaving the cold outside world behind. This was it!

The short corridor led to a massive dance floor, where the full force of the music finally hit him. Bass so loud he could feel it in his belly, in his bones even. His attention was soon entirely focused on the sea of warm bodies before him, most of whom were in turn moving along to the music, surrendering themselves to the beat, rhythm, and flow of the music. It was like a scene from a dream or nightmare, depending on if one liked massive, mindless, hedonistic rituals that cast all pretense of civilization aside. Because that's what the party was; a ritual, not even counting the dozens - as far as Alkain could see - couples wildly fucking, some right on the dancefloor and others up against the walls.

A more traditional mind might've called it a vision of hell. To Alkain, it seemed more like heaven. He smiled to himself and joined the crowd, using his tall stature to look for the husky he'd spotted. Oh, half the crowd was sexy and well worthy of attention, but the husky had caught his eye in the way few individuals ever did.

As fate would have it, it was the husky that found him first; one moment he was dancing alone, and the next, the husky was beside him, his long, purple-tipped white hair flowing like a majestic mane. He pressed himself against Alkain as their motions became one as they, too, lost themselves in the music for what felt like hours.

Much of it was foreplay, of course, of the most physical kind. Once the two males were satisfied that each was very much into the other, the dance turned into more of a grind, with the husky swaying on the tips of his toes, rubbing himself - and particularly his rump - against the taller and stronger dragonfox. Passions, as they always do, rose quickly in the warm and humid neon-pierced darkness, and soon they were stumbling towards a dark corner of their own. Alkain used his own body to part the crowd all the way to a corner while the husky dutifully followed him, hand in hand.

Briefly, there was a distinct hesitation in the dragon-fox's mind. He wasn't new to any of this. Being horny, having sex, and all that came with it. What was new was doing it with a total stranger. He didn't know anything about the husky, not even his name. It felt perverse, kinky beyond belief, and incredibly wrong. Yet it also felt right. They might've been strangers, yes, but the attraction they felt to each other was real and undeniable. In that moment, like so many others in the crowd of this seemingly endless party, they were nothing but animals, with the same single-minded goals and passions as a feral fox and dog might've had.

Alkain already knew where things would end up, of course. He had made up his mind before he even got up in the morning. The urges inside him were far too strong to ignore, and he knew that he'd never have any peace if he didn't do this at least once.

The husky pulled out a condom. The smooth, incredibly thin ones. Then, as he pushed his hands down Alkain's shorts and found that he wasn't just packing one cock, the lusty smile adorning his muzzle broadened. He fished another condom from his pocket and got to work, tugging the fox's shorts down over his rather hefty cocks.

Alkain heard the husky gasp as his twin lengths sprung free, and he couldn't help but smirk, if only for himself, hidden away in the relative darkness.

The anonymous husky nuzzled along his cocks, one and then the other, rubbing his nose along them and taking in the wonderfully masculine scent. Occasionally, his tongue would dart out to caress them, leaving both lengths slippery and ready for the condoms, which the husky rolled onto him with practiced ease.

Again, a thought occurred to Alkain as his lover's fingers caressed his lengths; how many other men had this husky let fuck him? Half a dozen? Several dozen?

Ah, it didn't matter. Right now, nothing mattered but those primeval instincts and urges. With his cocks covered, he pushed the husky against the wall, growling into the smaller male's ear and tugging his tail up - roughly, but not painfully - as he lined himself up. Around them, the music kept booming. It was as if they were alone in the room despite the massive crowd behind them; even the moans of other couples weren't audible over it.

It'd be a new year soon, and Alkain was determined to spend it fucking nameless sluts.

A little thrust of his hips left one of Alkain's cocks lodged inch-deep in the husky. Thankfully, the condoms were pre-lubricated, but he was still big enough to make the dog squirm and moan. And that was with one_cock. The smaller male _howled as he nudged the seconds tip against his stretching pucker. Not with pain, but pleasure, and he made no attempts to get away. Instead, the husky pushed back against the scaly fox, panting eagerly, his tail wagging up a storm until it was pinned against his back by Alkain's bulky frame.

It felt so good that he didn't even care about the condoms, the nagging feeling of wanting to go bareback overwhelmed and drowned out by the pleasure of the husky's tight rump squeezing around him eagerly, lovingly._The moment he was halfway in, and his lover had stopped whimpering and squirming, he began to thrust, leisurely rocking his hips and thrusting both cocks into that stretched hole under the husky's tail. In his fantasies, Alkain was not only fucking him, but he was also _breeding the other male. Preparing to fill him with his very seed and siring a litter in his belly. The fantasy made no sense, but the mental image of the husky with his stomach swollen with pups was intoxicatingly hot, enough to make the dragonfox snarl and growl as he drove himself deeper yet again, working up a bestial or perhaps even machinelike rhythm of steady thrusts. Even if it was somehow possible, the condoms would protect the husky from it, but that didn't matter.

They were both deep in the throes of their mutual lust, indeed reduced to mere animals in the most pleasurable of ways. Just a top and a bottom. A dominant and his bitch. A throbbing, virile cock, and a needy, clenching hole for it to fill. The moment of his climax was fast approaching, and Alkain wrapped a hand around the husky's own shaft to make sure the dog reached his orgasm at the same time as he did - the milking clenches felt _so_pleasant when cumming, after all - but then, there was a sudden sensation of heat around his cock.

At first, his lust-fogged mind, sluggish with all the blood reserved by his twin cocks, only relished that sudden sensitivity. Then, slowly, without his hips ever ceasing to thrust, he began to realize what might've happened.

A dozen justifications and excuses immediately rushed through his head. It'd be fine. He was clean, and they were both men. If the condom had broken, it'd be alright. If the husky somehow wasn't safe, then he had already been exposed already, meaning there was no reason not to finish. Excuses, excuses, drowned out by the deafening roar of his heartbeat and rushing blood in that brief moment. He'd be fine. He should just enjoy this, the primal subconscious part of his mind told him. Alkain groaned. The husky, at least, hadn't noticed anything, already gyrating back against Alkain's cocks, trying to push himself onto the dragonfox's swelling knots.

Really should stop.

But the feeling was head-swimming, mind-blanking, body-melting. And it had only grown more intense when he realized the condom must've broken. The idea of truly pumping the husky full of his seed was euphoric, ecstatic, heavenly- too many beautiful things to truly keep track. He was nothing but a slave to his desires in this state. And slaves could only obey. Alkain snarled, shaking his head, trying his hardest to muster enough reason and logic to force himself to take a break and take the husky somewhere private to finish.

Fate had a different plan, though. The husky pushed back aggressively against Alkain's cocks, and suddenly, pop. He howled out with pleasure as first one, and then the other of the dragonfox's knots slipped inside him with that felt like earth-shattering intensity. And then, Alkain could no longer thrust at all, nor pull out. The husky's body squeezing around him was too much, he couldn't even think. He fully surrendered to the white-hot pleasure swelling in his loins and let his orgasm wash over him.

Only faintly did he even feel the husky clenching around him in a familiar orgasmic rhythm as he gave him his everything. Every drop of cum in his heavy, sizable balls, delivered in steaming hot and sticky ropes that erupted deep into the husky's eager and thirsty body. Time ceased to matter. Someone near him commented something about how hot it looked, but all Alkain could think about was breeding his bitch, as deeply and heavily as he could. Not once, after that initial hesitation about his broken condoms, did he so much as try to hold anything back.

The two were left dazed, well and truly tied together in the middle of the party. Slowly reality began to reassert itself. The husky gave an awkward little whine as he glanced at the wall and the thick white stains he'd left. Behind them, the party was reaching fever pitch. Alkain dizzily glanced at his watch and realized it was almost midnight. He'd enter the next year balls deep and tied with a stranger he'd never even talked with.

This is the life, isn't it.

Perhaps, to some degree, he felt a little self-conscious about having left the husky full of his cum. But that'd be ok. It wasn't as if he could get-

A sudden wooziness swept over Alkain as he pictured his swimmers somehow finding eggs inside the husky and fertilizing him. It wasn't possible, and yet, in that little moment he was deeply convinced that he'd left the husky pregnant. He felt strong, powerful, a rush of sheer manliness and masculinity sweeping over him like a current, every muscle in his body tensing at the tingling sensation. He could imagine his muscles swelling and his already tall body growing a little taller, as if feeding on some primal energy. And his cocks would grow too. His balls would swell even bigger and more pendulous, even more wonderfully virile.

Behind them, the fireworks went off. Well, the virtual ones, painting the ceiling of the warehouse in a multitude of vivid colors. It was a new year, hopefully better than the last. For Alkain and perhaps his lover, it already was.

He and the husky glanced at each other, sharing a mutual smile and a wink. The year might've ended, but their private party didn't need to. It wasn't as if more cum inside the husky could do any more harm. The husky must've realized it too; maybe he felt unusually wet or warm, or maybe it was the trickle of cum that spilled despite the tight seal of Alkain's twin knots, but he finally spoke, for the first time tonight.

"Just keep fucking me," he whined, with a pleading look offered to his stud, and a playful squeeze of his pucker around Alkain's knots. "Please."

He would. But perhaps in more privacy. They remained in their little corner for a few more minutes, before Alkain's knots finally_softened enough to slip out again, followed by a warm gush of cum that the dragonfox only barely managed to avoid. Not that his cocks weren't already coated in it, and the husky's scent. Then again, he wasn't embarrassed. He felt on top of the world, like a breeding stud or even a _stallion, ready to breed anyone who wanted him to.

And he'd start with the husky. Together, they stumbled into the restrooms, locked themselves in a stall, and continued the night the way it'd begun. Only this time the husky didn't bother with a condom as he eagerly bounced in Alkain's lap, body working as hard as it could to milk out another load of the dragonfox's warm sperm. They went at it the entire night, until the party had ended and people were being shown out. And then, the two lovers went their separate ways and never met each other again.

Chapter 3

There was, oddly enough, a lingering feeling a little like a hangover the day after. Alkain felt drained, as if he'd really been wrung dry last night. In a way, he had, he supposed, burying his head in the pillow. As exhausted as he was, though, he was also deeply, supremely satisfied. Something about that mating had been much better than any sex he'd ever had before. He felt strong and very masculine, and while he chalked it up to an overactive imagination, his cocks seemed bigger, too. He enjoyed the fantasy of being so rewarded for doing a stud's duty well.

But of course, it had been with another male, so fantasies were all it was. Eventually, Alkain peeled himself out of bed, and after a fairly peaceful new year's day spent doing nothing but relaxing and whatever little bit of exercise the dragonfox felt like doing, he returned to the relentless every-day grind that awaits everyone eventually and thought no more of his encounter with the husky the other day. Well, except for when it was time to relieve the pressure later on. Then, Alkain certainly reminisced of him fondly.

All of that lasted for two months. Life continued as usual. And then, on his way home from work, he noticed an article in a local tabloid. Local cisgender man found pregnant, the headline read, in strong and bold black letters. Alkain instantly knew he had to read the article, bait as the headline must've been. He stopped to buy one, and thought about how buying physical news in the current year felt like some kind of special event.

He wasn't disappointed, in spite of his suspicions. The article detailed that a young man with no genetic or physical abnormalities was pregnant. It speculated that he had developed a womb after sex, but regardless of how it'd happened, he was well and truly knocked up - in those specific words, it was a tabloid, after all - but while the words alone wouldn't have been enough to convince Alkain, the photo of the afflicted man was. The face was censored, but he recognized the rest. The same stark black and white fur, the same fluffy, curled tail. The very same husky he had fucked a few months ago. As male as they came, and yet very pregnant.

Well, maybe most huskies looked like that. But Alkain felt like he recognized this one's particular patterns. He'd spent a lot of time starting at them while fucking him.

Alkain had to lean against a wall to fight back a head rush. He ha_d knocked him up. And that meant there was no reason to think that he couldn't do it to other men, too. His hands were shaking as he fished out his phone from his pocket. He _had to try it out with others. He had to try it out right now, no matter what the consequences. His whole body felt like it was on fire with how deliriously excited he was.

Normally, the dragonfox had something in the way of standards. Right now, he got on the easiest hookup app and looked up the nearest horny man - this one was a badger, average in most ways except for a sizable cock that would unfortunately get ignored in Alkain's breeding frenzy - and swiped right. As it turned out, he was rather excited by the idea of twin cocks to play with.

All things considered, Alkain remained amazed at just how easy getting laid was. Sure, he was handsome and muscular, which helped, but at the same time, when offered free and supposedly consequence-free sex, it turned out very few people declined. At least, very few people of the gender he was interested in.

Maybe they would if they knew what might happen. If Alkain's hypothesis was correct. He wasn't sure how he felt about always doing it stealthily, but knowing what he'd done to the husky had him too wound up to care in the slightest. If it was actually possible, there was no doubt he could find eager takers elsewhere. Lots of gay couples would want a kid of their own.

But for now, his evening had already been decided. He would meet with the badger immediately after he had dinner, at his apartment, and then Alkain would squirt him full of his seed and leave him with a happy little litter of dragon-fox-badgers of his own to raise. He shuddered in sweet anticipation.

Chapter 4

Dinner was done and gone almost instantly with Alkain's mind entirely focused on the near future, and soon he was at the badger's door, at an apartment building in an average part of town, knocking. The other male opened the door clad only in a shawl draped over his shoulders and a jock strap that highlighted his heavy cock and shapely, broad rump perfectly well. He was surprisingly muscular, up close. In the photos, his fur covered most of it up and left him looking soft, but in person he was bult like a linebacker, which made the thought of knocking him up all the more delicious.

"Well, you're looking good," the badger rumbled. "Come on in, the wife and kids are away."

He didn't specify where they were, and Alkain didn't much care. And the suddenly rather taboo act was even further enhanced - the sexy rush of it heightened and sharpened - by knowing that the badger already belonged to someone else, and that someone would have no idea what was going on when her beloved husband ended up pregnant.

The dragonfox, once again, reminded himself that this would be a one-time thing. After this, if it took, he'd only ever breed someone with full consent. But he had to know. He embraced the badger with all four arms and squeezed him against his own, strong body.

"Mm, I can't imagine ever leaving a stud like you behind," he grinned back, in the deepest and most seductive tone that he could muster.

"Oh, but you're going to be the stud tonight, aren't you?" the badger chuckled, but that amusement quickly turned to a deep, breathy moan as his hands snuck under Alkain's belt, quickly finding his twin hardening lengths. "Showing a married badger what he's missing out on."

Alkain got the feeling that the badger might've not been telling the whole story. That perhaps his wife was okay with it, and he simply liked the idea of cheating with another man. But that was alright. He wasn't going to turn him down regardless of what fantasies he wanted to experiment his way through. He let out a rumbling growl as the badger squeezed one of his cocks firmly, and in turn dug his fingers into the other male's muscular cheeks. The two stumbled to his bedroom, scattering Alkain's clothes along the way, until they collapsed into his king-sized bed.

The dragonfox kissed his way down the badger's neck and chest, stealing an affectionate, drawn-out lick of his swelling cock, but as much as he otherwise liked foreplay, today was painted in the colors of urgency, a singular goal continuously drawing his attention and effectively forcing him to rush through the pleasantries.

Not that he didn't dip his fingers in lube and caress the badger's hole with little circular rubbing motions and teases before slipping one through that tight ring of muscle. He still wanted his lovers comfortable; two cocks were a lot to take, and he'd learned the importance of warmup early. While he kept slowly widening and relaxing the other male's hole, the badger was sucking on him, groaning with joy as he tasted first one ridged, knotty cock and then the other, letting one slip from his warm, soft lips only to inhale the other. Some part of Alkain wanted to just give in and fuck the badger's face right then and there, but he knew that he had to at least leave his seed in the right place.

Somehow. Not that it made any sense. Maybe there's some sort of magic in my ancestry, he thought, at exactly the wrong time. Right now, he didn't have the acuity to research anything, nor consider it in more than the briefest passing. The badger's pursed, sucking, worshipful lips made sure of that, popping off each of his cocks' meaty ridges, savoring every droplet of precum like it was the nectar of the gods.

Not to be outdone, Alkain eased another thick, scale-clad finger into the badger's warm - no, hot - body, all the way to the second knuckle. Then, a third, slowly prying his body open. A fourth. It'd still be a stretch even once the moaning, squirming badger relaxed enough to be comfortable with his fingers, but it seemed like he - despite the wife - was rather experienced as a bottom. More support for the wife being into it, I guess.

He pulled his fingers out, quickly, and admired how the badger's eager hole was left looking relaxed and even hungrier for his cock than before. The badger groaned lustily, immediately scooting up onto all fours while licking his lips, still relishing the flavor of Alkain's cocks on them. "Come on, fuck me already," he churred, clearly impatient to be rutted. "Breed your badger!"

He, of course, meant "breed" merely as a saucy synonym for sex, and not as literal breeding, the kind that'd leave one saddled with a few pups to carry and raise. But that was what he'd get, and hearing him beg for it drove Alkain wild. With a growl of his own, he was on top of the badger, thrusting eagerly before he'd even gotten either cock inside the needy male, grinding against whatever part of him was available.

"Mhm, yeah. I'll breed you alright," he snarled in response, barely able to get the words out. He managed to nudge his cock against the badger's hole, and then thrust deep into it, roughly and possessively claiming the other male's body for himself. And just like it always did, that sensation of sliding inside someone without as much as a condom to separate them was so intoxicating it shut most of his conscious mind down.

Then, as he managed to line up his second cock, he was entirely gone. Then again, so was his lover. They were both thrusting, bucking, moaning and shivering as they mated roughly and almost violently. Alkain sunk his teeth into the badger's shoulders - just gently enough to not pierce the skin, but firmly enough to ensure he felt it - drooling into his fur as his hips became a blur. He hammered into his lover, and each moment of it he was pinpoint focused on the ultimate goal of any good rut; breeding.

It was enough to make him forget about everything else, and between the badger's muscular ass milking him - and the joy of knowing he'd soon be making this father a mother of sorts - it wasn't long before Alkain's knots were slamming against the badger's entrance with each thrust, slowly battering his hole and stretching it wider and wider.

"Fuckin' knot me!" the badger begged, his voice shaking with pleasure and exertion. "Breed me! Pump me full of your fucking cum!" he repeated, voice sinking to a demanding, almost dominant growl as he told Alkain exactly what he wanted.

With one last hard thrust, the dragonfox slammed himself against the badger's ass. Both men growled and moaned with pleasure as his knots popped into him, one after the other, and after that moment of incredible relief, they were cumming, both orgasms washing over them at the exact second that Alkain's cocks first throbbed, instantly flooding the badger's body with two thick ropes of warm, life-giving seed. And as it happened, again the dragonfox swooned from an immense sensation of a rush even greater than his orgasm. A deep-set and dizzying satisfaction.

The badger was left almost speechless by the end of it. He blabbered something about incredible orgasms and how badly he wanted to do that again, but Alkain was swallowed up by his own lingering ecstatic euphoria. Once again, he felt stronger and bigger. Only this time he felt it happen, like a stretching along his spine and his muscles swelling. The badger, still tightly tied to him, felt tighter too. It was a faint realization, yes, but unmistakable; Alkain was growing.

A jolt of adrenaline shot through him, clearing his mind a little. He had thought he seemed taller after the husky, too. Taller and _bigger._Did he grow with each person he bred, somehow? That had to be beyond mere genetics. He let out a stuttering breath, leaning down over the nearly insensate badger, supporting his growing bulk against the badger's muscular frame.

"...wow, just wow," the badger panted. "Jeez, are you even going soft? You feel harder than when we started."

Alkain grumbled some half-interested mhm in response as he kept thinking about the situation. He had to measure himself as quickly as possible to make sure changes were actually happening and that he wasn't just going crazy. But it all felt real. Idly, he caressed the badger's shoulders with his upper pair of arms while using the lower two to try to slowly push himself off - and out of - his temporary lover. The badger would wake up to an earth-shattering realization soon, and he'd have a fun time trying to explain it to anyone. At least he didn't know Alkain's name, or anything else about him, and he wasn't the only dragonfox around.

Maybe he was the only one with four arms. But he hoped not.

He still felt, as expected, a little self-conscious about seeding the badger without warning, and at the same time he was already planning where he'd find his next partner. Maybe this time he would indeed do as he'd thought about earlier; find a childless gay couple and give them his seed as a blessing rather than a... mixed blessing.

The badger squeezed lovingly around his knots, and Alkain couldn't help but groan as the sensation tugged him back into the present, away from the twisting palace of his thoughts, just as his knots felt soft enough to pull out.

Well, I guess there's time for one more round to make sure.

Chapter 5

Alkain waited a few months after that last encounter. Yes, that left him beyond pent up, but these things couldn't be rushed. If he told someone he could knock them up and it didn't happen because the husky has some unusual anatomy, everyone would think he was crazy, or worse yet, a con artist. He kept an eye on the news despite having no idea if the badger would ever even be mentioned. Some people valued their privacy.

He did notice that the badger had disappeared from the hookup app, though. And he had confirmed that his cocks had grown almost an entire inch and a little in girth, too, along with his height. In other words, something definitely happened when he came inside others unprotected, and he relished it. At some point it might become too much, and his cocks too big for most others, he thought, but for now he was going to enjoy becoming more and more of the stud he was meant to be, once he was _certain_about how it all worked.

And then, one of those days, just when he was expecting a pregnancy to really start showing and become undeniable, he saw a small notice in same tabloid as last time, evidently the only "news" source that dared to report on the issue. Not front page news, this time. But there was an article about how another man had suddenly become pregnant in the city. The expert cited confirmed that this unnamed person had a womb, now, but had no theories on exactly how it was possible.

That was a rush. There was no denying it. He _could_breed other males. He'd have to look into his heritage later, but for now, he immediately got online and posted his offer there; a long personal ad where he mentioned what he could do for any childless gay couples or even those wishing to be single fathers, as miraculous as it sounded. Then, he waited with bated breath. There was some addictive aspect to it. With each individual he bred, he wanted to do it more. Soon every gay or bisexual man in the city would have one of his kits.

Just the thought nearly made the dragonfox swoon.

And then someone took his offer. He received a message from a couple. A wolf and a fox who, somewhat hesitantly, wanted to take advantage of what Alkain offered. Both of them wanted kids. Alkain grinned to himself just reading the request, each word caressing his ego and causing more than a little excitement to build up inside him. He quickly replied in the affirmative, and they scheduled a meeting for the weekend.

Chapter 6

These two lived in an affluent area. Their house was enormous and luxurious, to the point Alkain almost felt out of place even walking up to it. Not that he was some kind of ruffian, but the place was _exclusive._The wolf and fox greeted him at the door, both dressed in full suits - tuxedos? Alkain didn't know the exact terminology - and if it wasn't for the fact that he had something they wanted, the dragonfox wasn't sure if they ever would've as much as acknowledged him.

But here he was, now, his cocks already erect in the jeans he'd chose to put on for this event, and suits or no, both men looked at him with obvious desire and hunger. And soon they'd both have his offspring growing inside them. It turned out being rich did little to cancel out those natural instincts. Well, after dinner, which was served to them by waiters. Waiters, inside someone's personal home.

The children he sired here, Alkain mused, would at least be guaranteed a life of plenty. He smiled to himself. They'd never know him unless they inherited some of his urges, or perhaps ended up looking far too different from their parents. Then again, as long as they received no visible draconic traits, both he and one of the parents were foxes.

The dinner, of course, was heavenly. Everything from the meats to the vegetables was perfectly, expertly cooked. But it wasn't what any of them were there for; at best, it was an excuse for them to get to know Alkain a little before the main event.

"I don't suppose you're the reason we've had a few men mysteriously end up pregnant here, recently?" the fox smiled. He was the more effeminate of the two; slender and almost curvy compared to his athletic and broad-shouldered partner.

Alkain prevaricated. He didn't want to admit to anything. "Maybe," he answered between bites of succulent venison. "Regardless, I can give you both the children you've always wanted."

"Mm, I bet. I'm not much of a bottom usually," the other male replied. "But I'll make an exception for that. And I think my little love-fox here has always wanted to see me moan around someone's cock."

He nudged the fox's ribs with an elbow, and the two broke down laughing at whatever the in-joke was. Couples that had been together for a while got weird.

"My apologies," the fox huffed. There was a slight blush over his bright orange snout. "Please do forgive my tactless partner. Usually we save the crude, explicit things for the bedroom. Not that he's entirely wrong, but appearances do matter."

That only made the wolf laugh harder, though alone, this time. The fox sighed, but relented, and eventually they finished their dinner. That left only the reason Alkain was there to begin with, and the three of them headed to the spacious bedroom. The ceiling was one large mirror, he noted.

"Okay. Why don't you show us what we're working with? Meanwhile, we'll get each other ready," the wolf suggested, making a motion as if he was already undressing Alkain mentally, but instead turning to his partner and helping the slender fox out of his clothes. The fox returned the favor, and Alkain did the same. In a few seconds, all three of them were naked, and the dragonfox couldn't help but enjoy the distinct, naked neediness in the fox's eyes. And to a lesser extent, the wolf's, too.

"See? Just like advertised. One huge cock for us both," the fox grinned. His hand snuck over to fondle his wolf, coaxing his sizable cock out of its sheath. He was big, but no match for Alkain's unnatural length and girth. "Bit bigger than you, even. Good thing we practiced with the toys earlier."

This time, the wolf blushed. "Yeah, yeah, tell him _everything,_won't you?" he growled. "And you, get over here and fuck some pups into us."

The excitement was tangible, and the fox and wolf climbed into bed. "I wonder if he can fuck us both at the same time?"

"I could try," Alkain chuckled. The sight of both of their bodies naked, needy, receptive, and fully erect was quickly getting him worked up, too. Two unprotected and strangely fertile holes just begging for him to breed. It was even better than the earlier encounters, because he could practically smell how badly the two wanted it.

How long had they been dreaming of children? Pregnancy even, perhaps. And now he was here to give them all they wanted. Both of them, even. At a gesture, the fox climbed on top of his wolf so both of their holes were presented to Alkain at once. He clambered on top of them, nearly beside himself with excitement. The contrast between the two males was beautiful. One was soft, almost curvy. The other, muscular and strong, the way Alkain usually preferred his lovers.

"Ready to become parents, then?" he murmured teasingly, tracing a finger over each one's pucker. They were both already slick with lube, clearly having done their best to prepare. All the better; he wasn't exactly small, especially after the two growth spurts.

"Yes, please," the fox whined. "Please."

"If he wants it, I want it. We'll be pregnant together," the wolf rumbled, perhaps not matching his partner's enthusiasm, but certainly getting excited about it regardless. Whether that was because of the fox's slender but rock-hard shaft rubbing against his own. Alkain wasn't totally sure.

He did his duty as a stud, though. The motions were starting to become practiced and routine, but no less titillating and exciting. No less _affirming._After all, this - the creation of new life - was the whole purpose of sex. At least, right now it was.

He positioned his cocks at their entrances. It wasn't the most comfortable angle, but he wouldn't complain, feeling both of their hot bodies against him. Skin to skin. The way it was meant to be. His world narrowed again, to that roiling pressure in his loins. To the deep-set urge at the very base of his spine, leaving the rest of the world hazy and diffuse when compared to the dissolute carnal pleasure of a good breeding.

He thrust, hard. Both cocks slipped inside their targets, two bodies squeezing around Alkain at once. He moaned, and so did his partners, in unison, before they quieted each other with a passionate, breathy kiss while the dragonfox worked himself deeper. Ridge after meaty ridge, he pushed into the couple's bodies, relishing each inch of heat engulfing him.

"Last chance to back out," he warned them. It only felt like the polite thing to do.

"No, please! Fuck us both pregnant!" the fox whimpered, grinding back against him, and against his wolf husband at the same time. "Don't you dare pull out before we're full of your cum!"

The wolf clamped a hand over the fox's snout, but he, too, clenched rather eagerly around Alkain's cocks. And so, with their mutual consent and agreement to receiving his sperm - and all that'd bring with it - he began to thrust, slowly at first, two arms pinning fox and wolf together, and the other two supporting himself. This was heaven, what all meaning in life boiled down to, Alkain thought, as he thrust again and again into that silky-smooth, hot, tight sensation, the little slice of heaven under both men's tails.

Soon he was in that familiar rhythm again, savoring every stroke, while the fox loudly begged for his seed, and the wolf groaned and moaned with pleasure that was little but a non-verbal request for the same thing as his partner. Either way, it was a beautiful melody of masculine pleasure.

"God, you're going to look so sexy all pregnant," the fox whimpered, clutching his partner. "I- I've dreamt of this for so long."

He seemed to be lost in utter, consuming ecstasy, just fantasizing about it. And it was infectious.

"You will, too," the wolf rumbled, voice punctuated by little grunts and groans from the way Alkain's cock pistoned into him, rubbing over his prostate with each thrust. Between the fox and wolf, their fur was soaked with mixed precum. A warm and soggy mess and yet, an unmistakable sign of their mutual lust. "Come on, fucking knock him up," he continued, lapsing into profanity for the first time. "And me too."

Well, that had been the plan ever since Alkain first arrived at their luxurious house, but hearing even the manly, reluctant wolf admit that he wanted it injected some renewed vigor into Alkain's motions. He picked up the pace, rutting into two men at once, and hard. If his cocks were sore tomorrow, that'd just be the price of admission. He didn't care. He was going to breed the hell out of them, and as many others as he could find who wanted his seed. Everyone. He'd have an entire dynasty of bastards across the entire city, all with the same heritage but few ever learning as much as is name. the thought was so delightfully perverse that it made the dragonfox shudder with glee.

He was close, now. A few more wet, sloppy thrusts and he'd be over the edge and pumping every last drop of sperm into the fox and wolf, making them both parents together.

Just.

A.

Few.

More.

Thrusts.

With a triumphant roar, channeled directly from his draconic ancestors, Alkain slammed one massive knot into the wolf and the other into the fox. His claws dug into the bed and the small fox's back as he gave a few more rapid-fire thrusts, as much as his knots would allow, while his two lovers barked and howled with pleasure. Gods, he could feel them clenching, cumming as if they were one, around his throbbing cocks. He held onto that moment briefly, clinging onto it with all he could muster, relishing that heavenly sensation of teetering just on the edge, the eye-watering pleasure of an impending orgasm.

Then, he was over the edge. Another deep, throaty groan followed as his cocks bucked inside the fox and wolf, erupting with belly-swelling seed into them both in a primal rhythm, pumping it as deep as he could reach into their receptive, vulnerable, and soon to be _fertile_bodies. And their bodies drank every drop. Both squirmed and panted and begged as he filled them, rocking back against him as their bodies massaged his knots and their own cocks painted their stomachs with wasted, pearly cum.

Alkain embraced the rush that immediately followed. The head rush. The stretching, growing sensation along his spine and in every muscle as he grew a little taller. And of course, the best part of it; the orgasmic sensation of his cock swelling even bigger inside the couple, leaving them both feeling even tighter than they had been. Not enough to hurt either of them, but enough that he noticed, and enough that his next lover would moan even louder when taking his full girth... or girths.

It was beautiful.

"T-that was something, wow," the fox squeaked, after a few moments to catch his breath. "Did you... did you cum into-"

"Yeah, he did. I can feel it. Mm, guess we need to start shopping for a cradle," the wolf slurred, sounding almost drunk from how intense his orgasm had been.

Alkain took his time inside them, making sure that he had squeezed out everything he had into them. Not that he would've minded a repeat performance, but he had a newfound pride in getting the job done in one attempt. Eventually, after perhaps an hour spent in a pile of warm virile, warm masculinity, he had to excuse himself as his knots finally began to deflate. The couple both thanked him profusely for his service, and the three even traded phone numbers.

"In case it doesn't take," they said. "Or if we just decide to play more."

Mhm. The fox, at least, seemed to already be staring at Alkain's frankly enormous bulge with a longing in his eyes as he got dressed and said his goodbyes. The dragonfox could only assume he'd surpassed his husband as the perfect example of masculine sexuality. Either way, he had no interest in ruining what they had; only in adding his own genetics to the mix.

And that was that. The year wasn't even half over, and already, Alkain had sired four children. Assuming that none were twins. The thought made him feel powerful beyond belief. Of course, blessings often turned into curses when one wasn't looking, and so the dragonfox decided to dig deep into his ancestry, to find out what part of himself might be causing this, and how to stop it - there was such a thing as too big, after all - when needed.

Until he found such a thing, though, there were far more men even just in this city who dreamt of pregnancies, and he, at least for now, was the only one who could help them. Alkain licked his lips as he read about it all online; all the people desperately hoping that they'd meet the mysterious one who bred other males so eagerly and easily.

It'd be a long list, and a long journey deep into breeding and debauchery both.