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The massive wolf known as Valandor fell asleep right where the two wolfesses left him. While he enjoyed the bulk up that he had gained, it used a lot of energy to move around. Yet, despite being asleep, he saw growth and sex in his dreams. It was as if someone, besides himself, wanted to watch him grow.

He fucked wolfess after wolfess, there tits growing to astronomical sizes before he started to suck each of them dry. He grew and grew in his dream, eventually filling up the field he was in, pushing the bitches out of the way and into the far off wood.

'See? You keep behaving like we wish you to, and we will keep making you grow,' said one of the dark voices again. He attempted to shift in real life, trying to turn over.

'Yes. We expect great things from you,' another voice said.

Then the scene shifted and he was on a beach. Wolves were all over, fucking around him. He felt defeated and left out as he watched the females reach orgasm after orgasm. Then, his body began to deflate in the dream, and as his head appeared out of his shoulders the wolf could look around him. There were no free females for him to take as his own and use to pump up again! This dream had quickly turned to a nightmare.

'Don't worry. We won't allow this to happen,' the dark voice says again.

'Of course we won't.'

Then all the males on the beach disappeared and all the female wolves ran to him. He could smell their juices and it was intoxicating. At first, he was once again able to mount the females and fill them with his cum, but after half of them were fucked and sucked, he relied on them to ride him and then allow him to drink the magical milk he gave them.

Hopefully, reality would soon be like this with Swiftkill and the other bringing back wolfesses from around the city.

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Swiftkill and the other wolfess, who was called Sheyla, had convinced two others to follow them back. It had been a long walk, even if they had not gone to far, but with their full and swinging teats, it was abnormally hard to move about the city. The first they had found was another one of the pack sluts that Swiftkill knew.

Nightrun was pregnant nearly as often as Swiftkill and possibly had naturally larger breasts as well. The moment her friend mentioned seeing Valandor, the all black wolfess jumped at the opportunity to follow.

The second was a shy blue wolfess. She seemed more fascinated by the two wolfess's gigantic tits than anything. She had no spoken, but just started following the two enlarged females around. When Sheyla finally turned to ask her if she wanted the same thing done to her, she only nodded.

Sheyla and Swiftkill were sure that their master would be happy with this. They entered the warehouse where their master was resting. The parted to the side to let the other females in to the building, making sure to close the doors behind them.

That was a very smart idea. The smaller blue wolfess began to shake and tremble at the sight to the growing wolf in the middle of the floor. Nightrun was just as skittish, walking backwards from the thing that had once been the object of her affections. It was too late, though, as both of the expanded bitches had locked the doors.

The two new females began to pace back and forth in the warehouse, searching for a way out. Swiftkill and Sheyla knew there was none. Instead, they walked past their master to the large pit that was in the back. It looked like it used to be a drainage pit. Even if that was not what the hole used to be, that is what it was about to become.

"You two! Come here!" Swiftkill called out.

The two new females came, making a wide circle around the hulking beast. The blue wolfess was shivering while Nightrun was just attempting to look anywhere but at him. Valandor shifted slightly and both females sped up around him, tails between their legs and ear laid flat against their head. The reached Sheyla and Swiftkill, hoping that the two would realize that they just wanted to be let go.

"Milk our teats into this hole here," the grey wolfess commanded. "Master will be most impressed with you both."

Both the red and grey wolfess laid on their sides at the edge of the pit, nipples hanging down in. Small drops of milk splashed against the bottom, but it would take way to long to fill the pit up if they just waited like that. Sheyla asked for the small blue wolfess to start squeezing, which she did, and the milk began to spew into the pit. They shy female stared at the thick white drink, her cunt becoming slightly wet at the sight.

Nightrun did the same to the grey wolfess. While her paws moved up and down on each of Swiftkill's breasts, her eyes kept drifting over to Valandor. He looked both revolting and enticing to her. The black wolfess was unsure of how to feel about the slumbering male. At one point in time she would have given anything to have another litter of his pups, or to feel his strong and steady strokes against her insides. But now, she was not so sure. She emptied teat after teat into the pit and by the time both females were done, it was only about a third of the way filled. Swiftkill and Sheyla sighed. They were a bit upset that they had run out of milk. After all, they wanted to provide a big and nutritious drink for their master once he awoke.

'Ladies, don't worry, we shall help you,' a voice said.

'You follow our charge's instructions so well. And this gift for him is a great idea. You really do just want to please your master,' another said.

All four of the females looked around, confused as to what was happening. Then, Swiftkill and Sheyla's breasts began to fill again as a cool breeze passed over. Two apparitions appeared before them in the pit, their lips puckered. Both females watched them in slight horror, but the two new bitches just ran away. A third apparition appeard and chased after the other two. The view on these two shadows quickly changed, however, as their breasts began to expand once again. They could both feel the milk sloshing around inside of their jugs.

The other two females were getting different kind of treatment. The shadow being had forced them next to one another and had turned himself into an anthro bear with enlarged muscles. He threw back his cape to reveal two cocks. They were both nearly see through, but as he entered Nightrun and the shy wolfess, their holes obviously widened around the dark appendage. The bear pulled out and pushed in, releasing small shots of cum into the females at the same time. He not only enlarged their breasts, but bulked up their muscles a little bit. This way, they would be able to hold themselves up under the added weight and be able to do more of what Valandor wished.

Then, at the pit, the other beings' hands reached out and brushed through the females' teats. They could not actually feel anything besides milk starting to rush out of their teats. The two apparitions continued to blow on their teats, allowing them to fill back up with milk. A few times, their breath got to be such a rush that their breasts filled faster then they emptied, causing them to expand quite a bit more.

The pit filled rather quickly this way, and as the apparitions stepped out of the thick bowl of milk, neither dripped or looked int he least bit wet. They had filled both of their charge's whores back up, but made it so that they would not release anymore milk. The females panted as they heaved themselves back to their feet. They looked over at the two they brought in and saw that they were also enlarged as well, and only growing larger as the dark figured fucked them.

When they looked back they saw that Valandor was now waking up. It was not that they could see his eyes or that had moved all that much. It was the fact that the dark beings had left and his cock was now out and throbbing, spilling cum onto the floor. Sheyla and Swiftkill hurried over as fast as they could to their master, wanting to drink up his seed and refill their teats.

Nightrun and the blue wolfess were still in the corner though, quite perplexed as to what just happened. They turned around, their empty breasts dragging against the ground, and saw the red and grey females licking up the thick white liquid from the ground. Their eyes drifted down to see the sagging breasts turning to full mounds rippling with milk. The blue wolfess stepped forward, wanting to have that happen to her own empty tits as well. Sheyla and Swiftkill quickly turned and growled at her.

"Oh no no no," Valandor finally said, shifting his body so he was standing back up. "I need you all to be filled.

The blue wolfess scattered away from the muscular wolf that had just stood up. She tried to hide between Nightrun and the wall, but it did not work so well. The other wolfess was backing into to her, unsure of what to do. Nightrun did not feel the same amount of fear as her smaller blue friend did, but she was certainly disgusted by his sight. The hulking beast did not really even resemble her one time lover anymore.

As Valandor began to lumber over towards them the blue wolfess all but scrambled up the wall. Nightrun decided to simply hold her ground, showing her old boyfriend that he did not scare her. He picked up a massive paw and held it over her head, but then reached over her and grabbed the little blue one.

"You, my slut," he said as he pushed her down to the ground, "need to be filled so you don't get away."

The tip of his cock tickled her entrance before he shoved himself into her. She howled out in pain as his massive girth made her walls form to him. The wolf continued to move against her, his front paws holding her down. She just was not deep enough to take him all in, though. He snorted unhappily as he withdrew a little bit before cramming back in. He could feel tears running down against his front leg and her body heaving with breaths as he started to thrust in and out of her.

What the blue wolfess did not realize, however, what the fact that his cum was slowly filling her, and in turn, making her breasts swell with milk. In fact, with each thrust by Valandor, her breasts would push her up a few centimeters. Eventually, her breasts were so full that not only was she being pushed up, but so was he. Milk pooled out from her nipples and his skin was absorbing it. For every centimeter he was pushed up, his muscles expanded just as much. Neither quite realized that was happening, but the other bitches in the room certainly did.

Nightrun took a step towards the fucking pair to get a better look. She could see the blue wolfess's breast ripple with milk. Her eyes drifted upwards and she saw that Valandor's muscles were tensing and his veins were throbbing. Her muzzle opened slightly in amazement. She took a deep breath in as Valandor pull out of the lithe wolfess.

The blue wolfess flopped to the side as the weight of the wolf was taken off of her, her breasts pushing outward and throwing her off balance. Swiftkill and Sheyla stepped forward, wanting their master to see the gift they had made for him, but before they could even show him, he had mounted Nightrun, making sure to shove his cock in all the way up the knot. Unlike the blue wolfess, she did not scream. In fact, she just moaned out his name, as if it was just like old times. He still smelled the same, still had the same pacing, he was just bigger. He shot a stream of cum into her uterus, faster than any of the other wolfesses had made his cum. Both of the wolves just seemed to enjoy what was at one point for them a daily activity.

"I need more," he said, reaching out and pulling the blue wolfess towards him. He stuck his tongue out and flicked over one of the nipples, a squirt of her milk falling into his muzzle. Nightrun, despite her own growing bust, tried to get closer to the ground and give the massive and growing wolf better access.

In return, she got a moan as his lips encircled around the teat. That sound was quickly replaced by the gentle sound of sucking as well as the mixing of his cum and her juices as he slammed against her. Yet, despite the amount of cum he was dumping into her, her breasts were not growing all that much. They had filled up, but were nothing like Swiftkill and Sheyla's and then were no where near as large the blue wolfess that laid before. She hoped this meant that Valandor would continue to fuck her, but he was growing much faster now, and the weight was starting to hurt her.

Instead, he just moved on to the next teat on the blue wolfess and began to suck. He could feel his muscules surrounding his head and it was getting difficult to actually drink from her tits, but he was determined. His enlarged hips thrust against Nightrun and his lips moved against the tits in front of him. He moved through them rather quickly, but even with the blue wolfess empty, he did not stop fucking his old girlfriend. Rather, he enjoyed the feeling of her cunt around his shaft, even if she couldn't take his knot right now. He also got off on the fact that he was still growing over top of her, and he could eventually feel the wall against his shoulders.

Surprised by the sudden feeling of cold metal against him. He pulled out of her abruptly and awkwardly stepped back. Nightrun stood up and attempted to take a deep breath, her ribs feeling rather crushed though. Sheyla and Swiftkill moved out of their master's way, but still stayed close to him.

"Master, we have prepared something else for you," Swiftkill said. The giant wolf turned around to face her, not being able to just move his head any longer. "Right here, your loyal Sheyla and myself have poured out our milk for you to feast upon."

Valandor did not even speak, as it was now hard to move his muzzle since it was touching his massive chest. He instead just laid down on his side so that his tongue could touch the pool of milk. The building shook slightly at the movement, but no one was really paying attention to that.

The four bitches ran over to him and began to lap at his cock and it really did take each of them to fully cover his length. That did not last for a long time, though, for as he drained the pool, he continued to grow. His muscles bulked up farther and farther, and while he was dwarfing the females before, they were mere specks of various colors against his pink throbbing shaft.

They worked him as best as they could, taking turned at his tip, filling their tits up before emptying them back into the pool and starting all over again. Soon, it quickly changed to all of them working his tip, attempting to swallow as much of the cum as he was releasing. Even when they could not swallow the huge shots he was releasing, they were being covered by the thick white substance. Their skin would absorb it and their breasts would balloon once again. Even Nightrun's teats would fill completely up before her milk would fill the pool back up.

Valandor's muscles did not stop growing, though. He eventually started to hit the rafters, and then his front and back paws hit either wall. His haunches were flush against the back wall. His cock pushed down towards the entrance, his whores would move with the tip. Soon, however, they could not fit between his cock and the wall, plus the movement back and forth from the pit was exhausting to all of them. They had the added weight, but no added muscle to assist in their travels.

So, Valandor sucked the pit dry of milk. Yet, even once it was empty, he continued to grow. Eventually, his shoulders were brushing against the roof and he could hear the walls bending around him. His body stopped just as small cracks began to form between his legs in the concrete. His paw twitched slightly and kicked the door off the building, giving all four females a chance to escape.

None of them did, though. Instead, they wandered around the massive wolf and tried to get to his head. They could not really find it though, as it was completely surrounded by muscle. They tried to go around him the other way, taking note that none of them had run into a tail either. The curled up around the wolf who had taken over the building, suddenly not knowing what to do without their master around.