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Collar of the Wild 8 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Nuwisha55

The rain came cascading down around the apartment building in thick sheets, flooding the gutters along the street and soaking everything in sight. A yellow taxi cab slowed down and pulled over to the curb, lurching to a stop. The back passenger door opened and a young man with cinnamon colored skin emerged, the rain pelting him already. He was clean shaven except for a strip of black stubble along his chin, wearing a semi-formal suit and tie. It still felt strange to be going on business trips, but if that's what marketing wanted him to do, that was what he was going to do. Santiago paid the driver before he grabbed his bag and lunged from the cab to the overhang of the apartment, still feeling the cool water rush down his back.

Santiago shuddered at the feeling and moved into the building, heading over to the elevator. As he waited for the elevator door to open, he hesitated, sniffing the air, wondering why the apartment complex smelled so musky. At least his apartment would smell alright. The elevator doors opened and Santiago stepped in, pressing the button for the eighth floor. The elevator began rising, heading towards its destination. Santiago started thinking about his roommates and how he had lucked out.

It had always been a goal of Santiago's to live close enough to his dream job that once he got it that he could walk there and never have to use a car again. Then they had sent him on business trips... but in the end it still worked out. He'd managed to get fairly good roommates. Carl and Adam were nice enough guys, he'd met Adam at college and they'd been in Band together, where as Carl had been working the marketing circuit with him around the world. They'd gotten drunk in Buenos Ares, Barcelona, Winnepeg and Beijing. After such a world wind tour it seemed a bit laid back, but no one was more laid back than Ben. Ben had been the one to put the listing up for the four bedroom apartment and he'd been amenable to everything, but best of all he was great at cleaning. Santiago felt confident leaving the apartment in his hands.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened, allowing Santiago to step out onto his floor. He made it down the hall and stepped into his apartment, turning to shut the door behind him. Before he knew what was going on, something leathery and fluffy closed over his face, pinning his mouth shut and blinding him. His bag fell to the floor, nearly smashing his foot. Santiago stumbled as he was pushed, bouncing against something massive before his face was uncovered and he was pushed back. Santiago tipped and fell into the low, wide chair in the living room. In his stunned state, he wasn't able to respond in time before he felt the hard metal of handcuffs click around his wrists and then around the arms of the chair.

"What... What in the hell is going on?" Santiago asked, his eyes trying to adjust. As his vision cleared, Santiago still couldn't quite belief what he saw. The fur, the claws and the fleshy leathery noses all seemed to indicate that his home had been invaded by three wild animals, but at the same time the beasts were standing on two legs, they had on clothing... and they were all looking at him. Santiago trailed his vision from one to the next. He guessed his face had been covered by the large paw of the coyote that stood to the left. He was five foot ten with tall pointed ears, a narrow muzzle and soulful eyes. His clothes, however, were like something out of a fetish magazine. A big pointed red canine phallus extended from his furry sheath, though it was held in place by a metal ring connected to a harness by black straps. The coyote also had on a thick black collar with a dangling leash, unattended by anyone.

Standing next to the coyote was what Santiago guessed to be a fennec fox. The creature had fairly pale white skin with just hints of reddish orange like a fine mist at various points. His muzzle was long and narrow, but the large pointed ears extending from his head were disproportionately large, characteristic of the species. The fox had a fishnet shirt on through which his nipple piercings were visible and he also had on thick boots, hiding his foot paws from view. The fennec was much shorter than the coyote, barely standing at 5'2, but even he was larger than his friend two inches shorter.

The last occupant of the apartment was a thin and lithe mouse man. His body was covered in pristine white fur and pinkish red eyes gazed back at Santiago. He had a kerchief tied around his neck and his tall pink ears were loaded down with rainbow colored earrings, the stripes of his corded tail each painted a different color in the rainbow. His long and narrow shaft pulsed, dripping, positively aroused. The three creatures looked at Santiago and he looked back before, at last, the silence was broken.

"Welcome home Santi." The coyote said, "Can we get you anything? A beer? A massage?" he asked, reaching out to stroke Santiago's arm with his paw.

"What are you? What is this?" Santiago asked, too stunned to be afraid.

"Don't you recognize us? After all these years of living together, that's so sad..." The fennec said, crossing his arms just as Adam would have. Santiago's head tilted in surprise.

"Carl? Adam? Ben?" Santiago asked.

"See, I told you he'd get it." Ben grinned, leaning close, his mouse nose quivering as he sniffed Santiago before frowning, "Awww, he didn't have any fun while he was away. No sex, no booze...." Ben said.

"Well, we'll have to alleviate that right away, won't we?" The coyote said, reaching out. His paw curled around the tie Santiago wore, starting to loosen it and set it down. He then began working on the suit itself, unbuttoning it steadily. Santiago resisted the whole thing, tugging on his handcuffs, trying to knock the chair back over. The fennec returned from the kitchen with a bottle of beer in hand. He popped the top and brought it to Santiago's lips, tipping it back. Santiago tried to resist, though the beer did taste good. He half heartedly took a few swigs, though more just spilled down his chin. Ben leaned in to lap up the spilled bear. Santiago cringed in surprise at feeling the fuzzy muzzle rub his skin.

"What happened to you? How..." Santiago trailed off. Carl clapped his paws together.

"Now that's true! We can't just expect Santi to adjust to all this over night, we have to tell him everything. Let's get him comfortable boys, then we can tell him." Carl said. Adam and Ben sprung to Santiago's side, untying his shoes and pulling them off, then his socks. Carl unbuttoned his pants and got the belt off until that was removed, then the pants with it. Before long Santiago was left in his open suit jacket, his white undershirt and his underwear. Adam made another trip to the kitchen before returning with beers for all of them.

"Did you become perverts too? What the hell?" Santiago growled. Carl chuckled gently.

"No Santi, we got in touch with nature itself, our nature, the nature of the world around us. We're so restrained usually by the clothes we wear, the jobs we do. We never realize there can be a different way out there... At least... I didn't know that until I met Lyle and Chad." Carl explained. Sensing the start of the story, Adam and Ben settled themselves on the floor, letting the coyote continue talking.

"Chad and Lyle? Who are they?" Santiago asked against his better judgment. What he wanted to be doing was escaping, but something about the idea of story time had him transfixed. He gazed up at Carl, not turning away.

"Well, I knew that you were coming back from your trip, but I didn't want to be left out of the loop. I remembered when we used to go on those trips all around the world together. I thought if I got Mister Jackson a nice enough present that he might remember me. I went to this store to get him a nice fedora, I know he likes hats... and once I was there I met Chad and Lyle. A long time ago they were just like us... Lyle used to be a scrawny kid at the Shop & Save and Chad was a low level grunt at the arboretum, but now..." Carl murmured, licking his lips.

Santiago had tried not to get drawn into the story, but as he listened he was starting to gain a hyper focus, watching the coyote's lips move, paying attention to every word. Santiago swallowed gently, wondering what would come next. Carl moved a few steps, as if reenacting his experience.

"I went this way and that, trying to find just the right hat when I bumped into this huge furry white belly. It was huge, connected to a huge man. It was enough to knock me off my feet, but instead of falling back, I fell into the arms of another man. I was dazed and stunned, but as I looked up I saw two of the most handsome faces I had ever seen. Lyle's muzzle was so long and strong, his fur as white as the snow itself, his claws so long... and his Franz Joseph beard was killer thick and black, standing out like night and day. But as big as he was, his friend Chad was even bigger... Covered in gray and black, a thick tail and a thicker posture, a huge black beard down to his nipples that matched the black fur mask around his eyes. Such an amazing raccoon..." Carl explained, and as he described it all, it was as if Santiago could see them, even feel them.

Santiago was breathing a bit harder as his head was filled with images of these furry men with massive stance and girth, tall spines, huge bellies, beards... Santiago had never been able to grow more than a strip of facial hair because every girlfriend he had told him to shave everything off if he even wanted a kiss. He couldn't imagine how manly these beasts were to be able to just grow it out... and as Santiago imagined that, his face started to darken with the shadow of new stubble, spreading out all over his cheeks, but mostly out of his chin as the small strip pushed out into a short tuft. His fingers contracted and relaxed, the nails turning black as he listened.

"Lyle and Chad were amazing... They showed me all around the store, helping me pick out three outfits for myself, outfits for you guys, even mister Jackson... But they were dressed so nice too. Lyle said his jacket was from his best friend, and Chad had a great harness on himself... But even with the harness, they were both so manly, so in charge. I felt like a little boy with them, but that was okay because... I knew they'd keep me safe and happy. They showed me to the dressing room and helped me try on some stuff, but then... then they gave me the biggest gift of all, their love. I'd never seen anyone with cocks as big as them, but as big as they were I knew I couldn't hold back. I had to take them in, and they embraced me, both of them in the most amazing double teaming I've ever experienced." Carl explained. He ran his paws over his grayish brown fur, rubbing his nipples before giving his cock a good stroke.

Santiago grunted softly, imagining two guys bending him over. He tried not to think about it, but then his fantasy was that he was caught off guard, surprised, feeling a furry lap rub up against his ass, big paws rubbing over him. Santiago was writhing in the chair as his white button up shirt grew tighter slowly. Ben reached down to stroke off his mouse cock as he saw Santiago's upper body strength increasing. His pecs bulged, his abdomen refined into a washboard. It was incredible, but not even half as impressive as the bulge forming in their roommate's underwear. Santiago's cock pushed out into a tent, hardening and extending to its full seven inches. For a moment sanity returned and Santiago tried to chase the gay thoughts away. They weren't him. His roommates couldn't be turning him on with stories of being gay, it just wasn't right!

"I don't care... Just let me go, this isn't for me..." Santiago said, trying to break free again. Adam shook his head, his big pointed ears flopping one way and then the other.

"I know Santi, I know... As great as Carl's story is, it just might not be quite right. Two big gay daddies filling him from both ends at once? Sliding in and out with their huge beastly cocks until they burst forth with enough cream to fill Carl's belly and spray out each end?" Adam asked. Santiago moaned sharply, a wet spot forming in his underwear as precum leaked from his shaft. He suddenly grunted as his balls started to swell from the size of eggs to kiwis, then to pums. His sack bulged out larger to accommodate the larger size, but as they swelled, testosterone surged Santiago's body, making his muscles bulge even more. Adam licked his face, "I know it's hot, but I like myself a little more tenderness... That's why what happened to me was so much better."

"What... happened... to you?" Santiago asked, even though he tried to restrain himself. Adam grinned, gazing into his human roommate's eyes.

"I was coming home one day, minding my own business... I came into the apartment and wondered why it smelled so musky, so salty in the foyer." Adam explained.

"I wondered the same thing." Santiago admitted. Adam grinned, moving to reach over and fondle the bulge in Santiago's underwear. Santi moaned, writhing, his back arching.

"Because we think so much alike... Well, I couldn't track it down at first. It seemed to be coming from several apartments, so eventually I gave up and moved to the elevator. What I saw in there, there's nothing like it... He had to be seven feet tall, standing on fine thick hooves, huge antlers rising up from his head, his muzzle long and proud. He was so broad shouldered, so thick... he took up the whole elevator pretty much, but then he pulled me in and held me to his chest, it was so romantic. Can you imagine that Santi? Me cuddled against your chest, licking your nipples, nuzzling the cleft between your pecs? Me gazing up at your eyes all the way above me?" Adam whispered.

"Oh yeah..." Santiago moaned, starting to lift his hips into the air, thrusting upward gently, moaning. His shirt grew tight before a button popped, then another. The white shirt began prying apart, revealing his cinnamon skinned chest was growing darker as thick black curls of hair began pushing out, thicker than ever. He grunted as an ache started to fill his legs, his bones throbbing like the growing pains he had suffered in puberty. His legs began to stretch outward, thickening wider even as they got locker. His leg muscles refined and the dark hair on his legs got darker, growing thicker and thicker, the black hair starting to obscure the skin of his legs.

"He held me close and told me his name was Greg, that he lived in the building and he and his friends had all changed too... and that it was the most fantastic thing ever. He held me and kissed me... and then I started to feel it filling me. I grew my nice fox tail and he pet it, then my nose grew in and we kissed, and my ears got so big, he couldn't help but pet them... I craved his huge cock, his balls, but then I realized it wasn't him I was craving..." Adam whispered, leaning in close, "It was you." Adam said, licking Santiago's chin.

Santiago snorted sharply, his eyes rolling back into his head. Where Adam's tongue slurped, his stubble grew out into a thick soul patch, connecting to his goatee before soon his whole chin was covered in thick black fluff. Santiago's ears slowly stretched into points as bulges formed on his head. He let out a grunt in discomfort at the bulges on his head built even more pressure, but so much of his body felt good that he couldn't give into the pain. Thick black hair began growing in across the backs of his hands, connecting to his arm hair which began spilling down his furry black back as the last buttons gave out on his dress up shirt. Santiago grunted, his toes feeling stiff and soon the flesh seemed to connect between them. At first it formed a web, but soon it pulled the toes together, growing them together completely.

"You both were luckier than me..." Ben said softly, "You got to know what it was like to be with a real man before Santiago. I loved the man that showed me the way, but it wasn't anything like that."

"What was it like?" Santiago asked, though his voice was far deeper, several octaves so. It sounded almost like his voice had been put through a machine, but his chest was bigger, his neck was thicker, his vocal chords were thicker. Ben smirked gently, looking at Santiago as his ears grew outward from his head and his nostrils turned black.

"I was heading back from the grocery store and I thought I'd take a shortcut through an alley. I must have done it a hundred times before, but this time was different. The walls of the alley had been covered over with spray paint, big gang letters in every color of the whole rainbow, pictures of multicolor cocks... and then I saw him." Ben trailed off.

"Who?" Santiago asked, moaning hard, writhing as his wrists thickened, his toenails darkened and started spreading over his fused toes. The stubble on his cheeks was getting longer, turning into an actual beard, but it couldn't keep up with how long his goatee was getting.

"I learned later that his name was Jude... But when I saw him I was blown away. I'd never seen a tie-dye leather jacket with metal spikes.... Or leather pants with no crotch. His bare feet were white and clawed, his white and gray brown fur was so soft and his rainbow colored Mohawk was so thick. I thought I'd been hallucinating, seeing a punk ferret. I tried to run but he dropped onto all fours and caught me, tore off my pants and started to have his way... and before long I realized that I loved it. I loved the weight of him on me, the fur against my skin, his cock in my ass. It was who I was." Ben explained.

Santiago shuddered in lust, imagining filling Ben's ass. Santiago's erection ahd grown so strong and so large that his underwear was losing integrity. The fly split open and his cock started to emerge, but it wasn't the cock he remembered. The tip of his cockhad flared out wider, the mushroom shaped head blunting some... but most of all, it was mottled. His cinnamon brown skin was mixed with pure ebony black. The shaft had to be eleven inches long already and three wide, the huge shaft resting above his leathery sack. His balls swelled to the size of small oranges.

"As he filled me with his cock, his soft fur rubbing against my skin, I started to realize that some of my own fuzz was rubbing against him. The white fur grew out across my ass as the cheeks parted and my tail started to grow in, the fur spreading up and down. Do you have any idea what it felt like to have my pucker exposed in the open air? It was liberating, I was free, I was meant to be who I am. I think that was my favorite part though, the tail, the ass... Feeling my corded mouse tail grow in, taking shape." Ben whispered. As he explained, Santiago shuddered.

His hips had been growing for some time, his underwear struggling to contain him, but it had finally reached its limit. The white fabric began to tear before it snapped, letting his hulky meaty ass cheeks spread and reveal his asshole, but it was doing far more than that. His tailbone throbbed as it started to stretch and pull away from his body. New bones started to grow in, one after another. The tail didn't thicken, it didn't grow hair, it kept a small layer of black fuzz that hid the leathery flesh beneath, but then at the tip bristles of hair shot out, forming a tasseled puff. The tail flicked around through the back of the chair, Santiago not quite sure what to make of it.

"My favorite part was Greg's thick hooves... or my fur." Adam said. Santiago let out a snort as his ankles popped. His legs shifted, the keratin coating hardening over his feet as his heels ebbed away, leaving him with thick hooves... but the rest of his body was changing too. His arm and leg hair had gotten so thick that his skin was invisible, then it had softened into true fur and spread. It covered his chest, his back, his ass, it was even creeping up his neck. While his beard was thick and strong, soft short black fuzz began pushing out across his face, around his eyes and across his nose, though his nostrils had turned black slowly.

"My favorite part was just how big, how manly they were... Just like you Santiago." Carl whispered, reaching over to start rubbing Santiago's fuzzy black chest. His nipples hardened, his pecs swelled and then the chair lurched. Several more inches filled into the changing man's legs, then his spine and rib cage expanded. Santiago's pointed chin bulked out into a lantern jaw, his neck got as thick with muscle as his head was wide, it was all falling into place.

"But nothing compared to how you made us feel." Adam said, leaning in to nuzzle Santiago's cheek with his fox muzzle, his tail swinging, "Because you are more manly than any of them... Man enough for three lovers easy... You and that big cock of yours." Adam said, reaching over to start stroking Santiago. He snorted sharply, his hips bucking as that black cock slid through the fox's grip.

"All you have to do is give into your animal Santiago... Grab life by the horns and never let go, be our man and show us our place." Ben whispered into Santiago's ears. Santiago let out a sudden roar of sound as his muscles bulged. The bulges on his head burst as horns curve up and evened out before they started pushing out of his head at an astonishing rate. The bone colored horns pulsed out of his skull inches at a time, perfectly straight on the sides before curving up at the tips, thicking wider by the second. Santiago lifted his head again, roaring as his jaw pushed out, then his mouth and then his nose.

Hot blasts of air snorted through Santiago's nostrils as they widened, growing leathery. Carl reached over and grabbed a special ring he had gotten from Lyle. He slid part of it back and slid it into Santiago's nose before letting it close. The septum ring pierced Santiago and settled in place, the heavy steel ring dangling from his nostrils as they changed. Santiago's face lost its humanity, turning into that of a mighty bull. His hands tightened into fists and he suddenly lifted his wrists, breaking the handcuffs open. One hand grabbed Adam's head and brought it to his cock while the other grabbed Carl and pulled him in for a kiss.

Adam's muzzle went wide as it was filled with sixteen inches of bull cock, but he could already feel it growing inside of his mouth. Adam clamped down, sucking with all his might, encouraging the cock to grow to eighteen inches, then twenty. His paws reached to fondle the leathery bull sack, feeling the thick balls as they grew to the sizes of grapefruits, churning seed away. Carl, meanwhile, had been occupied by the long, thick, strong muzzle of the bull. Santiago kissed him with desperation and power, their tongues tangling. The large hand holding Carl in place was masterful, and as Santiago held the two in place, he started to feel his true self.

Santiago's mild manners boiled away, replaced with the pride, the ego, the power, the dedication and focus of a bull. He was the baddest motherfucker around and these subby boys were his, his pets and sluts and mates, they were his cock warmers, his playthings and that was how it was to be. They belonged to him. He broke his kiss with Carl and grabbed Ben, pulling the mouse in for an intimate embrace, eager to get his pleasure from all of them so he could be treated as he truly deserved. He was the king of their apartment and it was about time he showed it. One hand moved to tear the last shreds of his shirt and jacket from him, casting the shreds aside so he could revel in his new body.

Santiago looked down at his thick meaty pecs, his strong stomach, his thick arms and the massive cock filling Adam's narrow fennec mouth so tight that the edges bulged out of the size of his muzzle. The bull snorted, hot air blasting past the ring in his nose as he moved to flex a bit, tufts of black fur hanging down from his elbows, his fingernails as hard as hooves. He felt the bulging muscle like a drug in his brain, reminding himself how strong, how virile he was. A squirt of milky bull cream gushed into Adam's mouth at the display of strength and Adam eagerly gulped it down, savoring it. Adam sucked and sucked frantically, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

The bull reached out to grab both the mouse and the coyote, forcing them to his chest. Both nuzzled the thick fur of his chest, smelling his scent. Ben was the first to feel the grazing nub of a nipple amid the fur, like a diamond hidden from sight. He nosed his way to it and opened his mouth before latching on with his teeth, tugging. Soon Carl found the other and started to do the same. The two tugged and teased the bull's nipples, working off his chest as Adam continued to suck on the thick meat.

Santiago had to adjust to the new body in more ways than just his size. His balls were so big, he felt like an over full pitcher of cum. He relaxed his muscles for only a moment and his bull cock sprayed his seed like a fire hose. Adam guzzled it down, gulp after gulp, letting it fill his stomach steadily, then to the brim. Soon it began leaking out messily from Adam's cheeks, dripping into his long fur. Santiago clenched down again and the cum stopped. Then, as an experiment, he released again and pumped Adam even fuller.

"Fuck yes..." Santiago grinned before he stood up. Adam tried to keep his mouth around the cock, but his mate was so tall it slipped from his mouth with a wet plop. The fennec fell back onto the carpet, reaching to rest his hands on his distended, rounded, cum filled belly. He moaned softly, feeling unable to move and quite satiated. It was more than too much for him as his own orgasm hit and he sprayed his seed into the carpet without anyone touching him. Santiago strode over to the center of the room and turned to grin at the other two.

Ben fell onto all fours and rushed over like a subservient pet, nuzzling his face into the bull's balls and along the cock before taking it into his mouth, bobbing his head frantically. The punk mouse could still taste the delicious seed he had given Adam. Carl whimpered, feeling left out again, reaching to stroke his canine cock in consolation. Santiago only chuckled, looking at the coyote before a grin crossed his lips.

"Coyote want a nice big bone to gnaw on?" Santiago said before reaching up to stroke one of his huge, thick, strong horns. Carl's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the horn and realized what a nice juicy cow bone the horns looked like. The saliva built up in his mouth until he couldn't contain it anymore and drool began leaking from his mouth as his tongue lolled out. His eyes dilated and he ran across the room, jumping off of the couch and landing on Santiago's back, wrapping his arms around the bull's muscled neck. He leaned in and clamped his jaw around the horn. Slowly Carl bit down, feeling his teeth scrape along the horn, clattering and clicking. He opened and closed his mouth, gnawing and grinding, the saliva bringing out the faint taste of raw meat and bull.

Tasting such wonderful tastes and smelling such wonderful scents, Carl's coyote cock plumped to its fullest, the base puffing out and hardening into a thick knot. He dangled across the bull's back, draped like a cape as he chewed away. Santiago's focus, meanwhile, had returned to Ben for the moment. Practicing with his new intense cum powers, Santiago's hand came down to hold the mouse head in place before he unleashed his flow. Ben's cheeks flared wide as the cum flooded in before pouring down his throat. The seed pooled in his stomach, filling him up faster than he could even swallow. He struggled to keep up, reaching one hand to stroke Santiago's balls while the other hand moved to massage his own.

Knowing the mouse wouldn't last much longer, Santiago suddenly cut off the flow to his cock and pulled out. He used his hand to signal for Ben to turn around. Ben let out a squeak of glee before he spun around and his tail flicked up, revealing his tail hole for the world to see. Santiago brought his cock head to the tight ring, coated it liberally with bull sperm before he started to push in. Ben's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he tried to accommodate the shaft. He felt it slide in deeper and deeper, filling him more than he thought possible.

Once more Santiago snorted in delight, starting to thrust back and forth, using the mouse as a very warm sex toy. Santiago's rational thought had faded away; he was the master and the man. These boys were his things to do with as he pleased. They were just fortunate they got to enjoy the process too. Santiago pummeled Ben's ass deeper and deeper before Ben's muscles fluttered around the bull's cock. The mouse's tail twitched and his claws dug into the carpet before his cock sprayed his seed all over his chest and stomach.

Sensing Ben cum, Santiago unleashed his own load and started filling the mouse up from the other end. Ben spasmed and moaned, collapsing against the carpet, drooling in a heap of furry white lust, cumming a little more himself. Before long, the pressure of Santiago's cum forced his cock out of the mouse's ass, excess pouring over the mouse's back in sheets before Santiago cut off his cum. Even with that many orgasms, Santiago felt so full. Thankfully he knew he had one more body to fill.

"Here puppy puppy. Time to play." Santiago said, calling Carl down. Carl, however, had gone into a bone delirium and was gnawing away like no one's business on the horn. Santiago moved one way, then the other. Carl dangled from the horn with no regard for himself. Santiago took a few steps and started to buck his shoulders up and down, a true bucking bronco. Carl flopped around like a rag doll or some sort of cowboy but slowly his teeth slipped before he flew off, nearly crashing into the furniture before a big beefy arm caught him.

Santiago had kept Carl from hurting himself, but Santiago was very eager to play. He tossed Carl down onto the couch and grabbed his cock before he unleashed his torrent, spraying Carl down with hot sperm. The feel of the hot slick soaking into his fur shook the coyote out of his delirium and he opened his muzzle wide and guzzled down what he could catch, massaging the rest into his fur, getting the bull's scent all over him, marking him for his master. Santiago snorted in delight, knowing that was behavior much better fitting his pet.

The bull moved forward before he lifted Carl's legs up, pulling the coyote roughly onto his back. Revealing his pet's ass, Santiago began to push his cock into the Coyote, stretching him wide. Carl moaned and panted hard, still coated in cum. He took the cock in deeply, reaching down to wrap his paws around his big canine cock. Soon he was fapping away, the bull's own sperm acting as a lube. Santiago thrust in deep, hitting Carl's prostate and filling him waves of pleasure. He focused in on the point, releasing yet another orgasm of cum into the coyote.

Feeling both the cock and the jet of cum hitting his g-spot, Carl couldn't hold on. His knot flared wider then ever before as he started to cum, opening his muzzle just in time to catch his own sperm and guzzle it down. Santiago grunted and moaned, filling Carl as full as he could before he pulled back out with a soft pop. Carl moaned before collapsing limply on the couch. Santiago looked around at his harem, realizing he had pleased them all and the intense pressure on his balls had ebbed some. He felt proud, he felt male, he felt wide. Santiago reached out and picked Carl up before draping the cum soaked coyote over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He collected Ben next and put him on the other shoulder before finally grabbing Adam. Carrying all three with ease, the giant bull retired to the bedroom to lie down and use his roommates like a fur blanket.