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Nil climbs over the wooden fence, not an easy thing to do when you're only 3 and a half feet tall but with a bit of determination and huffing he manages to heave his small black and dark purple latex body over it and promptly falls over onto the grass front yard of the house he has decided to infiltrate. Sometimes Nil is a small plush creature known as a fluffshie, but right now he's what's known as a corrupt fluffshie, why he can make this change he doesn't know, he chalks it up to magic, but being a corrupt fluffshie means he's desperately in need of something only the Great Dane owner of this house can give him. His purple-striped tail shifts around behind him as he makes his way across the yard, light paws propelling him towards his target, an open window. A constant smile is plastered on his face thanks to his currently zipped-up mouth, but as he climbs the window his anticipation grows and his dark purple tongue slips free, lolling out in desire. He has to stay calm, not just jump the dog and take all his delicious, filling cum.

Nil once again falls onto the ground after hauling himself over something, his soft body simply landing with a 'fumph' sound before he picks himself up. Casting his button eyes around and straining his ears he determines that the dane isn't here and isn't approaching so it's safe for him to quickly dash over to the blue sofa in front of the flatscreen TV. Nil sighs, more climbing is going to be needed to surmount this obstacle. A small amount of anger wells up within him, why can't he just get his food now?

Huffing, he uses his paws to pull himself up and rolls onto the top of the sofa, the soft fabric not depressing much under his relatively light weight. A sound from the adjoining room makes Nil both excited and nervous as he quickly flops himself into a sitting position he hopes looks natural, resting his back against the back of the sofa and letting his body become like a rag doll. The dane walks into the room holding a bag of microwave popcorn in his paw, his black-furred body contained within a loose shirt and a pair of jeans. He's shoeless but that's hardly the most important thing Nil notices, the most important thing Nil notices is that the dane has his eyes firmly locked on him and he looks like he's surveying every inch of him.

Every inch of the black and purple 3.5-foot tall fluffshie is on display to the dog, from his striped tail all the way to the tip of his ears. Nil's purple button eyes stare out impartially, looking like he's not staring at the dane with the intensity of a semi-starved creature. The dog's shirt does nothing to hide his sleek but muscular build, obviously he works out and Nil doesn't mind this at all. He moves closer to Nil and gazes even more intently at him, obviously intrigued by the fact that what looks to be a latex-covered raccoon plushie has randomly popped up on his sofa.

“Well, aren't you a strange thing?" The dane asks, probably not expecting a response.

“I'm not that strange, uh-“ Despite his hunger, Nil's shyness gets the better of him and he looks away. Silence falls between them until Nil looks back to the Great Dane and he looks taken aback.

“You- you can talk!" He states, dropping the bag of microwave popcorn in his paw to the floor, too shocked to care about the mess it's made.

“Y-yeah, I can talk and um, move and stuff." Nil responds, getting up and walking about on the sofa to demonstrate his point. The dane is flabbergasted, his expressions changing into all sorts of things in rapid succession, never settling on one as Nil does stuff.

“Alright this is crazy but why are you here? I know I can get over this shock but why are you in my house?" He asks, holding both paws out in front of him like he wants to stop everything. This is where stuff always gets hard, or at least Nil feels like it does, not that he's ever done this before. He wraps his tail around himself and tries to hide his face behind it in a very cute way as he blushes, his blushing somehow still showing despite his black latex cheeks.

“I- uh- I live off one thing and you, uh, I'd like to take it from you." The dane looks just as confused as before, not surprising since Nil hasn't actually told him the more embarrassing details of what exactly it is he wants from him. Nil peeks over his striped tail at the black-furred dog before him, hopeful that he can get what he wants.

“Being cute and hiding behind your tail isn't going to help you. You've got a label on your leg so you must be a toy of some sort."

“I'll be your toy." Nil quickly zips his mouth closed and blushes even harder, the smile formed by his zipped mouth not helping. He hadn't meant to blurt that out but his hunger got the better of him. The Great Dane definitely heard what Nil said and the little fluffshie really wants to just disappear from existence right now. Slowly the dane's muzzle smiles and he begins chuckling, moving closer to the embarrassed toy and sitting next to him on the sofa. Nil stays where he is and shyly stares at him. The purple button eyes of the fluffshie try to take in as much as they can about his prospective target, the black fur of his muscular body, his amused expression and the way his eyes are looking over Nil.

“Well, aren't you quite the shy little thing. I don't mind you being my toy, hell, I think I'd like that actually, as strange and sudden as all this is." This was not what Nil expected at all, but it does make getting what he wants easier so he won't complain, his hunger starting to make him feel ravenous. The dane smells like dog, Nil knew that he would but his smell is rich and musky in all the right ways and the small creature immediately falls in love with it, he loves it a lot and it gets him excited, only further making his hunger grow. “I think we should get to know each other, I'm Keith by the-" Before he can finish, Nil dives his face into the dog's crotch without conscious thought, pressing his nose against the bulge of Keith's sheath and sizeable balls. “Oh!" Keith shouts in surprise but doesn't make any moves to try and remove the latex creature from its position. “Dive right in little guy." Now that Keith has had a second to get used to Nil snuffling away at his covered crotch he spreads his legs wider and gets comfortable. The rich scent of Keith's genitals drives Nil wild as it fills his nose, his mouth unzips and his tongue slips out to begin rubbing itself over the sizeable bulge under the denim. No lube is being produced, yet, so Nil's tongue offers nothing but pressure and movement but that seems to be enough for Keith because Nil feels the bulge begin growing as a result of his attention, only making the fluffshie hungrier. Nil pushes his snout hard against Keith's bulge, sniffing deeply as his tongue teases it with hard pressure and rapid friction.

“I- ple- I need-“ The little plush whines out to the dane, his hunger building to an unmanageable degree and making him desperate to get at the canine's manhood.

Unable to control himself anymore, lube starts dribbling thickly from Nil's mouth, his long black tongue spreading it over the denim which turns a dark colour.

“Oh! Hang on a second then." Nil feels a paw try to tear him away from the object of his affection and he tries his hardest to resist it and stay with the warm, deliciously scented thing. A second paw grasps him and Nil can't hold on as he is lifted away, a long whine leaving his mouth and his little limbs flail to try and break free of Keith's hold. “Calm down, calm down!" The dog pleads to the little creature, securely holding Nil with one paw now and using the other one to first undo his shirt and then his trousers and shimmy them down his legs. Nil's struggles grow as the canine undresses his lower half, every thought in his foam-filled head is screaming at him to get his mouth back on the canine's bulge. “Damn, you really want this. Stop fighting and wait a moment will you." Kieth hooks a finger into the waist of his pants and pulls them down his legs like he did with his trousers, his plump black sheath and his large balls exposed to the world, and more specifically, the ravenously lustful little plushie in his paw.

“Let go of me! I need- let go of me!" Nil tries everything to wriggle out of Keith's grasp but he's only stuffing and latex so these struggles amount to little more for the dane than amusedly watching the fluffshie. Nil sticks out his tongue as far as it will go in an effort to at least lick the tantalising sight before him, but even at its full one-foot length it can't reach.

Kieth is visibly shocked at Nil's tongue extending so far, the corrupt fluffshie can see as much but Nil doesn't care as long as he can escape from the dog's paw and bury Kieth's penis inside him and get all of his delicious cum. Deciding he's waited long enough, Nil keeps his tongue extended and focuses on evaporating the aphrodisiac fluid coating its dark purple tip, aerosolising it for a short moment before stopping and grinning happily. Evaporating the aphrodisiac takes a lot of energy out of Nil but it will be worth it, Keith's large black balls look full of cum and the aphrodisiac will only encourage him to make more to feed Nil. Nil watches Kieth's nose twitch as he sniffs the air, inhaling the fumes.

“Clever….." The dane says, shifting himself on the sofa a little. “Get in there and help me calm down from whatever you just did." Kieth is under the effects of the gas, Nil can tell, and brings the plushie back towards his spread legs. Nil is too excited to wait and his long tongue starts caressing the plump sheath between Keith's legs as soon as it can reach, licking over his balls as well and giving everything a liberal coating of slick lube, his mouth dripping the stuff which only encourages Keith to move him quicker through the air. The dog lets go of Nil as he quivers and he lets out a moan at the feeling of Nil's tonguing, his pleasure heightened. Nil plummets through the air the short distance down onto the sofa's surface, landing with a soft 'pumph' sound and immediately picks himself back up and dives headfirst towards what he's wanted for so long. Nil's little snout presses against the warm furry flesh and he takes long inhales, taking deep sniffs of Kieth's musk which is powerfully strong here. The scent makes Nil moan out with contentment and Keith grins a little at the plushie's reaction to burying his nose between his legs, the little raccoon's dexterous tongue gliding over the sensitive skin of his balls and only increasing the large amount of lube there. “Mmmmmph…….. that feels so good…….." Keith groans, the little creature between his spread legs is skilled at what he's doing, every lick seemingly perfectly placed to maximise the dog's pleasure. Nil lets out a growl as he takes his long tongue back into his mouth, the flavours of dog musk and a little sweat playing over his tastebuds have become unbearable for his hunger and the rapidly plumping sheath before him only makes Nil want to feed quicker. Without Nil's tongue licking over him, Kieth feels somewhat needy, the creature has built him up but now it seems like he is taunting the dog by stopping. What Nil does next makes up for his two-second break, the dane gasping loudly once Nil launches his snout down and pushes it hard against the opening of his sheath. The black lips of the dane's pouch are slightly moist and their fluid spreads onto Nil's black latex skin as Keith feels his sheath stretching wider and wider for the toy.

Nil is lost in desire, ravenously desperate for sustenance as his snout plunges deeper and deeper into the moist insides of Kieth's stretchy sheath. The fluffshie can still be heard taking powerful sniffs of Keith's musk, albeit muffled by the fleshy pouch covering his nostrils and now most of his muzzle. The pleasurable feeling of having his sheath stretched only gets better for Kieth as Nil opens his mouth and lets his tongue start lapping over anything it can possibly reach, wet slurping sounds permeating the air as Nil satisfies himself by swallowing as much of Keith's fluids as possible. The growing tip of Keith's malehood makes itself known and Nil immediately locks in on it, the salty, metallic taste of the dog's precum tantalising his appetite by promising a hearty meal for him. Kieth is subject to a world of absolute, quivering pleasure, barely able to keep his moans from being loud shouts as Nil uses his tongue to start circling the growing length of Keith's doghood. Delicious precum fills Nil's mouth and the scent inside Keith's sheath is intoxicating for the little fluffshie, his tongue glides in quick circles around the sensitive pink flesh of the penis before him, encouraging more precum for him to swallow greedily. Kieth brings a shaky paw down on the back of Nil's head, his paw feeling depress slightly like a normal toy would under this treatment. It's not as though the little toy needs it to stay with his snout buried as deep as it can be in his sheath, Nil is so hungry he refuses to leave the warm confines he's in until his whole body is as full of cum as it can possibly be. “F-fuck……. Keep going……." Kieth pleads, Nil doesn't need the encouragement though because Kieth's penis has grown enough that its tip is forced into his mouth a little, only making the fluffshie's job easier for him. The feeling of his tip being gently chewed and sucked over makes Keith's whole body quiver with pleasure, his paw at the back of Nil's head pushing harder to try and force even more of himself into the tight confines of the plush. With Kieth's pleasure rising, his penis grows at a quicker rate, the one place it can go is further into Nil, gradually travelling to the back of his throat and then further into his body proper, the soft stuffing inside teasing and surrounding Keith's member and making his hips hump instinctively.

Much to Nil's disappointment, Keith's length is rapidly growing too big for him to stay with his face buried in the warm confines of the dog's sheath, the little fluffshie is forced to raise his head as the growing knot frees itself. Keith's pressure on the back of Nil's head is shaky at best now, too taken over by electrifying feelings to keep the toy forced down his length. Nil can feel the throbbing of the length inside him, warm spurts of watery precum moisten his stuffing, but as delicious as it is it's not his main goal. Keith yips loudly as Nil starts swallowing around his length, the toy's throat undulating around his sensitive member and almost milking it, encouraging him to release more of himself into the pleasingly tight insides wrapped around him. Kieth's paw drops from his head and Nil further pleasures the dog by beginning to bob his head, drawing himself up the spire of his malehood as his tongue laps at it, wrapping around it and rubbing to make sure every inch is seen to. Every now and then Nil chokes a little on the sheer size of the penis, Keith seeming to get excited by the sounds which only makes Nil do it more often. The bulging orb of the knot graces Nil's lips every time he impales himself on the turgid length again, his tongue teasingly playing over it and making Keith whimper. His purple button eyes stare hungrily at the swelling bulge but as much as he wants to get knotted, he knows teasing the dog will only make his meal that much more filling. Wet slurping and gulping sounds ring out as Nil sucks Keith off, the dog shivering and yipping in pleasure at the fluffshie devouring every inch he can and growling around the long tool being taken inside him.

Being a dane, Keith is no slouch in the size of his malehood, it's easily nine inches in length which means Nil can feel its tip deep in his body and that's without the knot. The insides of Nil feel heavenly and the little creature's tongue must be doing something to him because his member feels more sensitive than ever, every suckle and squeeze feeling nearly overwhelming. Keith's end is close, how can it not be when Nil is expertly pleasuring him, the dog is desperately trying to keep himself from climaxing but he knows it's a losing battle. Nil eagerly takes every drop of pre-cum Kieth has to offer, trying his absolute hardest to resist making him unload his large balls and instead trying to make them churn out more of his future meal, he knows this meal is going to be big but the more he can milk from Kieth the better. “Oh s-shit……… mmmmmmmppphhhh………" Kieth starts bucking his hips instinctively to try and penetrate as deep into Nil as possible, the dane's large swollen knot pressing insistently up against the little fluffshie's face and begging him to take it in. “Shi-“ Nil feels a hard grasp on the back of his head forcing him firmly against the knot and flails his arms a moment before pressing them against Kieth's quivering body, the hand on him only increases its force to try and force the sizeable knot into him. Nil widens his jaw in an effort to swallow the knot, stretching his seams a little as he reaches its widest point. Three inches of swollen canine gape the fluffshie's mouth, Keith's pressure not easing in the slightest because the feeling of his knot stretching such a tight hole fills him with such divine sensations.

All at once Keith barks as Nil surmounts the wide knot and it literally pops into him, bulging out his cheeks and forcing his nose right against the musky fur of Keith's crotch. Nil does not mind the scent as it fills his nose, if anything it makes the little creature hungrier for the large meal he knows is coming, Keith shivering in the seconds before he starts pumping his load into Nil. To try and inspire him to unload himself even more completely, Nil wraps his tongue tightly behind Keith's knot. The dog can't take it anymore and howls out loudly as his balls start twitching and his buried tip starts spewing his cum into the stuffing around it, wetting it and making Nil growl with satisfaction as he feels himself finally being pumped full of what he needs. Keith's penis throbs visibly inside Nil as the dane starts emptying himself in large spurts of delicious cum, tied as Nil is he has to swallow everything being pumped into him, audibly gulping it down despite how far Keith is buried inside him. Keith snarls in ecstasy, feeling Nil taking everything he can get and squeezing his wrapped tongue at that sweet spot just behind his knot which only drives him wilder. Nil can feel himself getting fuller and fuller, having no interest in filling his balls with the cum being pumped into him, as a corrupt fluffshie is known to do, Nil makes sure every drop fills his body. Pulse after throbbing pulse of hot, fresh, sumptuous canine semen gets shot deep into Nil, his hunger is being sated at a rapid pace and now, after working so hard to get it, he can relax and enjoy every second of being fed.

Nil's hunger soon disappears but Keith is still unloading himself, the jets of his cum still bursting forth from his buried tip, and the fluffshie feels himself swelling with the staggering volume of cum filling him. “Oh fuuuuuuuck………" Keith groans after he comes down from the height of his climax, his cum coming in slower but no less filling blasts now. “That was amazing…….." Nil looks up as much as he can with his face buried in the dog's crotch, being able to see as Keith slowly lowers his gaze down. “Shit! You're like a cum-filled sock or something." He chuckles, panting a little at both having spent himself and at the pleasurable feelings around his malehood. Nil is in no danger of suffocating and just remains where he is on the sofa, a lazy expression on his face, one that Keith smiles at. “Glad you're comfy down there, we're going to be here a while. Doesn't seem like that's a problem with you though." To respond to Keith's words, Nil gives a few hard gulps around his penis, making the canine gasp and shiver as he shoots a stream of his tasty seed. “Mmmmph….. I'm definitely keeping you as my toy." Even if Keith didn't want to keep him, Nil would not leave him no matter what. The corrupt fluffshie is swollen with the dane's cum, filled to the brim with it, and Nil would be stupid to let such a great source of food go.

The minutes roll by, Nil tied by Keith's large knot and lazily getting filled with cum, growing rounder and rounder with it. Keith is enjoying Nil, having the little guy wrapped around him is unlike any stroker or fleshlight he's ever had, and no one has ever been able to take his knot orally but Nil seemed to not have much trouble with it past it being a little tight. “You're amazing…" Keith breathes, Nil is happy for the praise, it means the Great Dane will want to use him more.

Several more minutes pass by before Keith's knot starts shrinking. Nil doesn't want to give up on getting every last drop out of Keith so follows his shrinking penis as it returns to his black sheath, finally giving up once his nose hits the lips. An overly-full feeling washes over Nil and he buckles to his paws and knees between Keith's spread legs and coughs a few times, a small amount of cum being expelled from his mouth before he lifts a paw and manually zips his mouth closed. Having made sure no seed can escape him, his anus securely behind the zip between his legs so none can get out that way either, Nil rolls onto his back. Nil's main body is bloated with all the fluid inside him, his smooth black skin like a balloon. He has never been so full in his life. “Awww that face is adorable……. You like being filled with my cum don't you?" Nil has a contented, happy expression on his face, slowly nodding his head in answer to Keith's question. “Well you'll get plenty of it, my girlfriend just dumped me and you felt amazing around my cock so she can kiss my ass for all I care." Nil doesn't really care about the finer details of why Keith is willing to use him, he only cares about how great his life is going to be from now on, being able to get filled to the brim with hot, exquisite seed whenever he wants.

Nil was worried before about seeming like a cum-starved degenerate, but now, with Keith's fresh cum filling him he questions why he ever felt that way. Keith shifts about on the sofa, picking Nil up and laying down across it on his back, placing the little fluffshie on his chest. “God you're so full right now, it's really hot feeling how heavy you are. Was this what you wanted from me? Is cum the one thing you live off?" Ponderously, lethargically, Nil nods his head, before he might have felt embarrassed admitting it but right now he's too full to care. “That's so hot." Keith comments in response, bringing a finger down and starting to playfully poke at Nil's swollen abdomen. “Well you're belly's nice and full s-“ Nil can't keep his mouth zipped up, unwillingly opening it and letting a gush of semen come cascading out as Keith accidentally presses down too hard on him. The fluid dribbles over Nil's laid-back head and down onto the black fur of Keith's exposed chest, quickly matting it down and making it sticky. Keith quickly grips the zipper pull at the side of Nil's mouth and zips his mouth up again. “Sorry!" He apologises, tentatively letting go of the pull in case Nil's mouth unzips itself again. The lazy, smiling face of Nil looking upside down at him pushes some deep emotional button inside Keith, making him feel like he's done something right by filling the little plush with his cum.

They both lay together for several minutes, both contented and tired but happy in each other's company. “Shit!" Keith exclaims, making Nil look back at him again with his button eyes. “I've got to clean up the popcorn!" A few moments pass but Keith doesn't do anything. “I'll do it later, and then I'll give you another filling, how about that?" Nil nods his head repeatedly to show he's all for that plan, Keith smiles and they both go back to dozily lying together.