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In the forest, amid the gentle trees and swaying branches, a fight was underway. A bandit, a merchant, and a carnal desire to devour. The black wolf bandit had stalked his prey for some time, a well known local rabbit merchant who was confident enough to walk in the dark woods alone. This time he was not spared the bandits.

A new terror had attacked the woods recently, the locals calling the mysterious figure attacking "the Black Monster". Black he was, the wolf covered in thick, coarse fur that was black as night. Under his pelt he was covered from head to toe in powerful muscles that would overpower almost anyone he fought with. As any wolf would, he always made sure to devour his prey, and let no part of them go to waste.

This case was special, however. The wolf bandit who attacked was no ordinary wolf, as he was grossly oversized and carried almost as much coin as a lord. Unbeknownst to many, he was attacking and eating using his cock, of all things,local residents who strayed too far into his woods. He had already eaten the rest of his crew, one by one, and now he wanted more. His technique had improved greatly, and every meal only further increased his power. His cock was like elastic, able to stretch to sizes thicker then his waist to swallow in prey. His current meal, the bunny, held no chance.

"P-please! Don't! I can give you an-anything! Everything!" the bunny squealed. Only half of his torso, an arm, and his head remained out of the wolf cock's sucking grip. The black wolf chuckled a little, smirking down to his meal.

"Oh, you already are giving me everything. Your money, your life, your soul..." the wolf laughed, leaning back against a tree and watching his nearly prehensile cock slurp up the rest of the rabbit's chest. The gold pouch the bunny was carrying was down by the wolf's feet, as were the shredded clothes he once wore. The wolf couldn't help but give a loud growl of pleasure as he felt the rabbit sliding down to his eventual fate.

"Oh g-god, help me!" the rabbit squealed, his white fur slowly being taken. Soon, the wolf's manhood was already halfway up the rabbit's face, and given another few minutes the only thing of the bunny that had yet to be taken was a paw, grasping for anything to pull himself out with. With one last shove from a big black paw and a slurp from a powerful and hungry cock, the rabbit started his eventual descent into the wolf's balls.

"Mmmm, no god can help you. You are a meal for me." The wolf laughed, feeling his sac growing with the meal sliding down his cock and into his balls. They swelled to his knees and beyond, before they found a comfortable size and began to work on the squirming meal inside. Slowly, the lump that wiggled began to dissapear, his sac rounding out nicely before shrinking. This is what the wolf craved.

As his sac filled with the digested bunny, his body started to twitch. The fuel in his sac began to influence his body, muscles swelling slightly larger then before, his body getting larger, and his genitals larger in proportion to his body. He let out a strong roar, showing his dominance over the woods - Nothing could stop him. Soon enough, he would be able to devour anything and anyone that soon in his way, using his manhood. The coins on his belt were a testament to the many already eaten by him, and he planned to have even more.

The next night, the very same wolf was on his prowl for his next meal. He was eager to grow, feeling hungry again after such a short time. His waist jingled with every step, due to all of the coin he had accumulated, and he was willing to use it to fool some poor sap. But this was a rather rare night, as the wolf entered a clearing, with a satyr leaning against a tree on the other side, not even noticing the wolf at first.

The satyr was fairly large, and well muscled, only a slight bit smaller and less strong then the wolf himself. His upper half was vaguely human shaped, bottom with legs of a goat and clear signs of male genitalia visible. He was the largest other person the wolf had ever seen, standing at almost seven feet tall.

The black wolf paused, thinking. He noticed how the satyr was almost as large, and almost as muscled as he was. If he could absorb the satyr, he would grow huge, big enough to reach the tops of some trees... This needed caution, but the reward!

The wolf gave a moment more thought before he had his idea. He walked forward across the clearing, making sure the satyr see his naked form. He indeed notice, looking at the wolf with a curious expression. Both were almost entirely naked, minus the wolf's coin belt.

"Hello there! You seem to be quite lonely in these parts of the woods, hm? I've been looking for someone to have a little bit of fun with!" the wolf stated, smiling widely. The satyr's eyes were locked on the wolf's coin belt, counting how many purses were there.

"Ahhh, as am I... I've been looking for someone like you," the satyr said smoothly. The wolf needed no further encouragement, stepping forward, and giving the satyr a sloppy kiss on the mouth. The satyr returned the motion, and the two began to lick each other slowly, giving each other a full work over with their tongues, falling onto the grass and getting wrapped in each other's bodies. The wolf was growling softly, smelling the satyr's body and noting how odd it made him feel. Such a sweet smell, he thought, such a shame it will go to waste...

The satyr gave a gentle lick to the wolf's chest, now trapped under him with a sly smile and eyes filled with lust. The wolf gave a smirk, pulling his belt and tossing it away to reveal his full manhood. The satyr raised an eye, letting the wolf lower his hips to his own. Without any words, the wolf gave a loud growl and thrust his hips forward, pushing the tip of his massive erection into the satyr's bared ass, letting him feel his need.

"Uhf! Big wolf, hm?" the satyr muttered, just letting the wolf do his thing. Slow and steady thrusts from the wolf rocked the satyr on his back, the duo starting to sweat and huff. With a slow, passionate groan, the wolf started to increase his pace, letting his feral need take over and letting his nostrils fill with the sweet, yet burning smell of the satyr's musk. It seemed to cloud his mind, drive his body into a more exaggerated pumping motion, all the while thinking of the future once he had worn out the spirit and would devour the satyr whole...

"You will be mine, all to me, I shall enjoy your body..." the wolf rumbled, stroking the satyr's arms as he thrust in hard. He felt himself leaking pre into the ass of the other, lubricating himself to push in and out even faster.

"Oh, no, you will be mine, wolf..." the satyr chuckled, clearly enjoying the stimulation from the other male. The wolf paid his words no mind, more focused on his sexual needs and more interested in working the satyr to exhaustion. The musk the satyr had, though, it kept growing stronger and stronger, driving the wolf's mind to more and more lust... He could barely hold himself together from cumming already, but he wanted to make sure the satyr was nice and tired. His face pushed against the satyr's chest, the wolf kept thrusting with all of his need, the satyr feeling his insides being penetrated by a thick manhood almost as large as his arm.

Soon the musk proved too much for the wolf to handle, and he let out a bestial roar as he released his full volume of seed into the satyr, the musk clearly adding to his orgasm. The satyr felt this and gave a laugh, enjoying the wolf's cumming. His black fur bristled, his cock knotting up, and he felt his cock leaking now, like a hose... But he couldn't stop. He just kept going, and cumming, but something was wrong...

And then the wolf noticed something else, a new wave of extreme weakness passing over him... He tried to pick himself up and pull out of the satyr, but a large hand grabbed his neck and held him still, as his orgasm slowly pulled itself into a long-drawn spiral.

"You are mine, now. Don't even try to struggle, it will do you no good," the satyr laughed. The wolf was starting to panic, he could barely move, and the satyr was overpowering him. He was still stuck in the satyr's ass, and with every load of cum he shot, he seemed to feel weaker then before. The musk that started only slightly noticeable was now penetrating the wolf's entire being, the controlling powers of the smell now evident.

"N-No..." the wolf growled, shaking his head. But there was no hope, as the satyr tucked the wolf's muzzle into his armpit, where the musk was by far the strongest. That musk alone caused the wolf's body to spasm and shoot another huge load into the satyr. He felt his body being drained, and after another long whiff of the musky armpit he had already came again, surprised he could even keep producing so much cum. But it was then he realized his body had shrunk, his muscles thin and stringy, and his genitalia smaller then before. He was being milked, his power sucked away!

"Mmm, yes... I've been watching you for some time now, wolf. I know of your deeds..." the satyr whispered, keeping the wolf in a headlock. The musk kept the wolf in a constant state of orgasm, all of the mass the wolf had gained slowly being transferred into the satyr.

The satyr's muscles were visibly bulging out further, it's body surpassing the wolf's size easily, while the wolf shrank to nearly the size of an average wolf. With every passing orgasm, the wolf grew weaker, and the satyr grew a few more inches in every direction. The wolf was now afraid, which was a new feeling for him - the predator was becoming the prey.

After one last, shuddering orgasm by the wolf, he felt so small, so weak. His body was back to it's original state, about 6 feet tall, lithe and thin. All of his hard earned mass was gone, now belonging to the satyr under him that nearly doubled in size himself. Finally, the satyr was done milking the wolf for all he was worth, and pulled his face from his fuzzy armpit.

"You have been devouring the people of the forest, and terrorizing innocent people with your manhood. I will not let you continue this. Now, you will be fine, forever." The satyr pulled the wolf out of his ass, and stood up, towering over the smaller wolf. His grin went from cheek to cheek as his cloud of musk prevented the wolf from moving, watching his helplessly sitting there. "Do you have any remorse for those you have devoured? For you, along with them, shall become one with me, the guardian of the forest."

"Please, no... I'll do anything, I'll be good..." the wolf whimpered, his body trembling.

"You shall give me everything," the satyr responded, learning down a little, putting one hand on the wolf's head, and the other on his cock. He pushed forward, the wolf's muzzle meeting slimy and sticky foreskin. The wolf had no choice put to open his mouth, letting the thick foreskin of the satyr slide in. His muzzle sucked on the pre, sweet and powerful, just like the musk the satyr was emanating from his body.

"Good job.... Now for the fun part," the satyr cooed, rubbing the wolf's ears. He pulled his cock free from the wolf's jaws, using both of his hands to spread his foreskin widely, sliding it towards the wolf's head. The wolf gave one last whimper before the satyr's foreskin completely covered his head, the satyr giving a joyous groan as he felt the wolf start to slide down.

The wolf's nose was now inhaling the source of the scent directly, and he figured he had might as well throw in the towel. He could barely move, his mind was clouded with the power of the musk, and he felt so horny, he could no longer stand it. As his body began to slide down and into the balls of the satyr, he moved his hands around to his front, and began to paw off vigorously, to try and cum one last time before he met his eventual fate. The satyr roared a laugh at his attempts, letting the musk do his work for him with it's potent magical properties.

"You are a fighter, for sure, but you know your place! You shall be a part of my mass, helping me to defend against people just like you..."

The satyr's previous milking of the wolf had also transferred his cock voring abilities to the satyr, and the furred guardian had no problem sucking down the wolf's smaller body. After only a few minutes, the wolf was halfway down, his hands rubbing his cock, and after a few more minutes, only the paw pads of the feet was sticking out. His entire length was filled with wolf, wiggling and squirming in an attempt to cum one last time, his fur slicked by precum and sliding down slowly from the penile control of the satyr. With one last gleeful shove, the satyr devoured the wolf, watching his squirming figure slide down to his balls, to be converted into additional mass.

"Yes... You shall be protected within me, just like so many before you." The satyr gave a chuckle, sitting down and watching the rest of the wolf slide down gently. The squirms in his balls as the wolf fully slid in gave one last spasm, as the wolf finally came hard into the satyr's already cum-filled balls. Finally, the wolf was still, and accepted his fate in the satyr's overly gorged balls.

The satyr still had one last task to complete. He groaned lewdly, grabbing his balls and giving them a shake, as the wolf began to digest, just like the wolf had done to so many people before him. His body lost it's shape, turning into a potent cum mix that was slowly absorbed by the inner flesh of the satyr's balls. Outside, the brown furred surface visibly softened, going from a squirming shape to two large rounded spheres. And shortly after, the spheres began to deflate, the cum inside being transferred to the satyr's body, making his muscles and size surge again, just like he was milking the wolf.

"Ahh, yes..." the satyr grumbled, feeling his muscles tensing and surging in size. His legs were thick tree trunks, and his arms could likely rip up trees from the earth. Compared to before he met the wolf, he was an easy 3 feet taller, with muscles that were comparable to a minotaur or some other large beast. He was truly a force of nature, capable of defending the forest.