Hyperia
This is one of the commissions I recently finished. It was commissioned by omnimonx (see his FurAffinity userpage here and the story in PDF form at his page as well here). Thanks to omnimonx for being so patient! I made him wait a long time for this commission, but he liked how it turned out in the end.
The woods were quiet. Only a slight breeze ruffled through the collar of Wolf's jacket as he walked down the light trail. "Wolf" was a nickname he'd earned on the high school football team and it stuck with him ever since. He lived just a short while away, about a ten minute walk, and often took walks through the woods in the evenings.
He was on his way back, taking a familiar route, when a sudden gust of wind kicked up around him. The woods grew dark quickly as he leaned his head down against the chill blast of autumn air. Leaves swirled all around him as an ominous crack of thunder broke the silence.
Wolf glanced up and stared. Where a few minutes before there had been only a slightly overcast late summer sky, now was a roiling mass of clouds, angry and black. Jagged arcs of lightning crashed around as the volume and intensity of the thunderstorm increased.
Wolf started to run, but he got no more than ten feet or so before the freak storm sent a lightning bolt crashing into a nearby tree. The blast knocked him unconscious.
* * *
"Hey! Hey, are you alright?"
Wolf groaned and grabbed his head. His head and body ached all over. Rolling onto his side and gasping for breath, he doubled up and puked, unable to control the convulsions that followed.
Finally, his stomach empty, he rolled onto his back, eyes closed.
"Must have been a hell of a night, eh?"
The voice again. Wolf cracked his eyes open blearily and shook his head. He tried to speak, but his voice was too dry and sore to manage any words.
"Here's some water, friend," the voice said again. Wolf felt a bottle pushed into his hand. He raised it up to his lips quickly and took several deep gulps before setting it down beside him. He felt exhausted.
"What are you doing out here? Spend the night or something?"
Wolf blinked furiously, trying to focus his eyes. Something was wrong with his hands, he realized. They were covered in something white. Hair. White hair. Why did he have white hair on his hands?
Finally something sunk into his head and sat up right quickly. His hands, arms, everything was covered in thick grey fur, except for his hands - paws? - feet, chest, and belly. Putting his fingers to his face, he felt the outline of a muzzle, not a mouth.
Wolf winced as claws scraped against the skin of his cheeks. Claws? How did he have claws?
"Whoa... what the fuck?" he gasped, mind spinning.
"Uh... you okay, friend?"
Wolf turned to finally look at the speaker. Again, his eyes went wide as he saw the source: a tall feline, standing on two legs. Some kind of mountain lion. Talking to him.
The puma didn't look too different from the ones he'd seen at the zoo a while ago. Tawny fur, muzzle, whiskers. But he was standing upright and had a pack slung over a shoulder. This mountain lion, though, was completely muscular, from head to toe. Definitely un-characteristic for a puma.
He also didn't wear any clothes, but why would animals wear clothes? Was he wearing clothes? No? What happened to his clothes?
And what was weird with his body? He quickly realized he'd also packed on a bit of definition. Although not out of shape back home, here, he realized, he was definitely bigger and stronger than before. He blinked rapidly, too confused to speak.
"I know you wolves like your independence and all, but spending a night out here in the Royal Forest? Not a great idea," the cat said, grinning at him. Or at least, it looked like a grin.
Wolf shook his head, trying to remember what happened, but it was all fuzzy after the storm... in the woods. What was he? Was he really a wolf, like the puma said? What had happened the night before?
"Where am I? What's going on?" he asked, trying to figure out what happened.
"You're in the Royal Forest, like I said," the mountain lion said slowly. "I'm one of the groundskeepers, and I just found you out here. Figured you were just sleeping off a rowdy night, but from the way you're acting, I guess that's not the case."
"No... I mean, I was walking home, I live just a few minutes away," Wolf mumbled. "There was a storm..."
"Oh, yeah, the storm last night! Big one, huh?" the mountain lion said. He reached his arm down, extending a paw to Wolf. The mountain lion really was ripped, Wolf saw. Huge arms. "Here, let's get you on your feet, big guy."
"Yeah, okay," Wolf said, still struggling to make sense of what he was seeing. What happened to him? Why was he in a different body? Where was he? The woods looked familiar, but odd somehow.
"Come on, I'll take you to see the ranger, they'll help you out, alright?" The mountain lion kept his paw out, waiting for Wolf.
"Oh, right. Sure. The ranger." Wolf reached up and grabbed the mountain lion's paw, letting the other... creature help him up.
"Royal Forest... not Yellowstone Park, in Montana?" Wolf asked hopefully, looking around for anything familiar.
"Yellowstone? Nope, sorry - this is the Royal Forest, near the Castle Mural, in the kingdom of Hyperia," the mountain lion said apologetically. "You must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, friend."
"No... there was a storm, and some lightning. I blacked out, and when I woke up, I was here!" Wolf said, a note of panic creeping into his voice. "I mean, I'm not supposed to look like this! I don't look like this! I'm not... I'm not a wolf!"
"Sure look like one to me," the mountain lion said, holding his paws up. "Look, just calm down, we'll get you to the ranger's house, and then we'll figure it out, alright?"
"But..." Words failed Wolf, and he just nodded. What else could he do?
"Good, let's get going then. Already past mid-morning."
Wolf followed the mountain lion as he started walking. He took a few deep breaths and tried to think rationally about his situation. But there wasn't anything rational about this.
The walk to the ranger station was quick. Wolf noted with despair that the ranger's house was in the same place as his residence was back on Earth. Or at least, if this wasn't Earth. But what else could it be?
"Alright, just wait out here for a few minutes while I go get the ranger, okay?" the mountain lion said, dropping his pack on the ground outside the wooden door of the stone cottage. "I'll just be a minute. You alright?"
"Uh... yeah, fine," Wolf said, only half paying attention.
He could hear voices inside, then, a few minutes later, a wolf like himself came outside, followed by the mountain lion. But this wasn't just any wolf.
"So, you're our mystery guest, eh?" the wolf said, eyeing Wolf. He was tall, over six foot, and had a thick coat of gray fur. He was also naked, except for a green beret hanging off his ears. He looked friendly to Wolf at least, but he wasn't quite sure how to judge facial expressions on a muzzle. "I'm Ranger Elwin, but you can just call me Ranger, everyone does."
Wolf just stared. He couldn't help it. Between the wolf's legs hung a massive, massive cock. The wolf's sheath bulged with maleness. It was at least eight inches thick, probably more than a foot long, and below, a matching set of balls.
Wolf looked away, a bit embarrassed, and was reminded again of his own nakedness, including the above average cock he felt stuffed inside his own new, fuzzy sheath. "Uh... yeah, I guess so. Look, is there a telephone in there? I really need to make a phone call," Wolf said.
"Telephone? No, never heard of that. If you need to send a message, I can have Ricky here take one for you," the wolf said, motioning to the mountain lion. Wolf's eyes bugged a bit - the wolf's sheath jiggled mightily whenever the wolf moved. "But first I think you ought to answer a few questions."
"Questions?"
"Right. You know it's against the rules to be in the Royal Forest after dark, don't you?"
"Um... no."
"So you aren't familiar with the laws around here?"
"I'm not even sure where 'here' is!" Wolf said, growing frustrated. "I just woke up a little while ago lying naked in the middle of the God-damned woods! And a talking puma offering me a drink of water! I have no idea what's going on!"
The wolf and mountain lion exchanged glances. Finally the gray wolf spoke again.
"In that case, we'd better take you to the castle."
"Oh, am I going to be arrested now too? That's just great."
The wolf shook his head. "No, so we can have you looked at by the physician and possibly the mages," he said softly.
Wolf paused, taken aback. "Oh... oh, I'm sorry, look, I'm not trying to blame you or anything, but I really have no idea where I am or what I am." He looked down at the ground, staring at his new furry feet. "This is way too weird to be really happening. Maybe I'm just dreaming?" He looked up at the mountain lion hopefully.
Ricky looked over at the ranger and shrugged.
The door opened again. Wolf's eyes again bulged again when a snow-white hare walked out and put her arm around the wolf. She was shorter, with a nicely toned body. But Wolf's eyes locked on her chest. It was magnificent - much larger than any he'd ever seen before, let alone uncovered. He coughed, trying his best not to stare at the pink nipples poking out of the rabbit's thick fur.
"Alright, so I'm not dreaming," Wolf said. "Let's go to the castle. Why not?"
A little while later, Wolf found himself following Ricky, the mountain lion, down a trail through the woods. He simply walked along mechanically, in a state of half-disbelief, half-bemusement at his situation. His thoughts drifted back to the rabbit he'd seen with the wolf, back at the ranger's house. He felt his cock twitch a bit and looked down. His new sheath was quite full, he realized. At least there was some benefit to his predicament.
Still not quite convinced this wasn't an elaborate dream, he took the opportunity to examine himself. He guessed he was about six and a half feet tall, maybe even a few more inches than that. He had broad shoulders, big arms, and thick thighs, good for running long distances. He looked behind himself, at his tail, and grinned. He had a tail.
"Oof!"
Ricky looked back at him, glaring a little. "Hey, watch it, alright?"
"Sorry, I was just... never mind. Where are we?"
The mountain lion motioned just ahead. "Main road to the town is right here. We'll be there in fifteen, twenty minutes."
"Alright... how many people live there?" Wolf asked, curious.
"Probably a few thousand people," Ricky said, walking again. "Not as big as some of the other cities I've heard of, but it's nice there. Not too crowded."
The rest of the walk passed quickly, and soon Wolf and Ricky reached the gates of the walled city. Wolf could see a few castle towers in the distance, over the ten-foot walls. The walls weren't exactly old-looking, but were covered with moss and were weather-stained to a dark gray.
"This one's going to the castle," Ricky said to the attending guard, a short canine. A Doberman? Wolf thought, studying the dog. He was definitely squat, but like Ricky, was very, very well-built. He wore a blue beret, similar in style to the one the ranger wore.
"A stranger, eh?"
"Yeah, found him in the Royal Forest," Ricky said. "Doesn't know where - or who - he is, supposedly. Anyways, the Ranger and I figured it couldn't hurt to have the doctor or the magician take a look at him."
"Sure thing," the Doberman replied. He looked over at Wolf and smiled. "Phew, they're growing 'em bigger every year, huh? Alright, follow me." He leaned through the doorway of the guard post. "Hey, Rudy, I'll be back in ten, okay?"
Wolf watched as Ricky waved and started back down the road at a light trot. He waved back before turning to follow the Doberman guard through the big wooden gates. They were open at the moment and he could see the ropes and pulley system that operated them.
They walked along what Wolf could only assume was the main street of the town. Straight ahead was the castle, and the streets surrounding it seemed to funnel towards it. He imagined a birds-eye view would show a spider web layout.
But beyond the quaint, Victorian-style houses and brick-paved road, what really caught Wolf's attention were the other people. A wide variety of furred creatures surrounded them, on all sides, as they walked past stands selling food, clothing, and more. A tiger wearing a blacksmith's apron (and a singularly massive bulge beneath), a muscular horse with a long, braided mane selling fruit, and a voluptuous vixen playing a stringed instrument similar to a ukulele were among the sights he saw as they walked.
Everyone was naked, save for jewelry, hats, or the occasional shopkeepers' apron. Almost all were definitely above average when it came to genitalia and body definition, from merely above average to massively muscular for the guys, and from svelte and loaded with the ladies to extreme rumps, hips, and breasts. And the smells! His nose was overwhelmed by the rich and pungent aromas, both of the wares being sold and the sellers and buyers trading them.
He shuddered, a little overwhelmed, and walked more quickly. His fur itched and he scratched his chest absently as he walked, keeping a wary eye on the Doberman so as not to lose him in the crowded market. It was with relief he finally left the busy streets behind and followed the guard up to the main entrance of the castle.
The Doberman tipped his hat to the attentive guards at the entrance to the castle, who both wielded fearsome looking spears, as well as fearsome looking bodies, and then they were inside.
A new scent greeted his nose: that of arousal. The entire castle reeked of sex. His nose crinkled up and the Doberman grinned at him. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Pretty fun, huh?"
Wolf just shrugged and followed as they went off a side corridor, passing a few more guards as they did. So far, nobody he'd seen here was quite... normal. Huge sexual organs or over-developed bodies seemed to be the order of the day. He was almost relieved he was still mostly the same, despite his extra height and body mass. His balls bounced against his thighs, reminding him he was different in at least one acceptable way.
The walls of the castle looked thick, probably made of granite, he thought to himself. There was a granite quarry near his old house, back on Earth. Maybe this was Earth? A parallel dimension?
"Hold up here, I'll go get the physician," the guard said suddenly, stopping Wolf. The wolf nodded and scratched at his arms with his long claws. Why did he feel so itchy all the sudden?
The guard came back a few moments later and motioned for Wolf to go inside. "Her name's Viela. She'll help you out, okay? See you!"
Before Wolf could say anything, the Doberman was walking away, whistling jauntily as he headed back to the front gates. Shrugging resignedly, the wolf turned and headed into the room.
"Ah, you must be Wolf," a tall feline said.
Wolf gasped. Wild white and orange swirled with black and brown over the creature's fur. She was shorter than he was, but still quite tall. His eyes travelled up and down her body unwillingly, finding her strangely attractive - responding to her as he did to the rabbit earlier. Had his brain been rewired too? But it wasn't hard to find the calico attractive: slim arms and legs, slender waist, flaring hips, and a very large, impressive rack all joined together with a cute muzzle and long tail to produce a stunning beauty.
"Uh, yeah... yes, that's me," the wolf said, lamely. He stood in the doorway, afraid to move as he felt his sheath tighten up considerably.
"Come on in, have a seat," the calico said, motioning to a padded bench in the middle of the room. "I'm Doctor Viela. Pleased to meet you."
"Yeah, pleased to meet you too, Doctor," Wolf said. He tried to will his erection to disappear, but very quickly the head of his orange-red erection was pushing out and hanging, pointing towards the floor. It felt good - very good - but he was mortified. The doctor didn't seem to pay it any attention.
"Alright, lean back here and let me see you," she said, businesslike. "So you were out in the woods last night, huh? Caught in the storm?"
"That's one way of putting it," Wolf said. He could feel his erection stiffening slowly as the calico sat in a chair next to him and put her paws on his belly, feeling his stomach and chest. "I blacked out and when I woke up, I was here."
"You mean, in the woods?"
"No, here. As in, walking-animals-talking-to-me here. As in, I used to be a human, and now I think I'm a wolf." Wolf shivered involuntarily as his growing erection, which was definitely much larger than it used to be when he was a human, flopped upwards against his belly, brushing against Viela's paws. He tried unobtrusively to move it away, but the doctor seemed unconcerned.
"Well, you seem to be in perfect health," the calico said, looking into his ears. She opened his muzzle and looked at his teeth and gums before prodding his neck. "Definitely healthy." She grinned at him and glanced down at his erection.
Wolf wasn't sure if he could blush, but he tried.
"Uh, sorry about that..."
"No, no, it's flattering, believe me," Viela said, smiling. "Besides, if you really aren't from around here, you won't be used to our customs, which include a fairly relaxed attitude about many things. Including that."
"Small comfort," Wolf said, grimacing.
"Honestly, don't worry about it, Wolf. I don't know if you were really transported here somehow and you really used to be a human, but it makes for a good story," Viela said. "Humans are just fairy tales -everyone knows that. You get hit on the head or something? Let me see again."
"I was hit on the head, but I don't think... uh..."
Wolf's words trailed off as the feline leaned over him, inadvertently pushing her fantastically firm and round breasts around his muzzle, muffling him. His cock started to throb.
"No, I don't feel any bruises," Viela said, leaning over a bit more. The wolf lay completely still and his ears tried to go back, but Viela's fingers pulled them up as she ruffled through his head fur, unaware of what she was doing to him.
Finally she leaned back up. "No sign of any physical damage."
Wolf took in a deep breath and shivered again as his cock started to leak. "Uh... g... good." He couldn't help but stare at her and dug his fingers into his thighs, wincing as his claws scraped his skin. She said they were more relaxed about it, he thought to himself. It's normal. It's okay.
"Well, I suppose I'll just recommend you to the magician here at the castle. He might be able to help you out - knows more about mysterious teleportation than I do, at least," she said, laughing. "I'm familiar with our traditional magic. I have a little command over, even, thanks to Queen Marle. That's Queen Marle the Second. Anyways, anything non-magical wrong with you?"
"I've been itching a lot the last hour or so," Wolf said. "Don't know if I'm allergic to something or what."
Viela ran a paw down his chest in a not-exactly businesslike way. "Well, you're shedding," she said, showing him the black hairs covering her fingers. "That's probably the cause."
"Shedding?" Looking down at himself, wolf's eyes widened. He hadn't noticed, somehow, but his body was even larger than before. More defined and muscular by half, and his cock, which he hadn't seen at full arousal, was probably nine inches long. Even his legs and arms looked bigger and he could feel it when he experimentally flexed them.
"Do you know anything about unexpected growth?" he asked. "I was definitely not this big when I got here."
"Oh... really? Maybe you are telling the truth," Viera said, looking at him curiously. "The magic of this land tends to emphasize certain traits of ours, as I'm sure you've noticed."
Wolf looked away guiltily.
"But it usually happens slowly, as we grow up. If you really did just arrive here, that would lend proof to what you're saying. Especially considering shedding at this time of year is unusual. I was thinking you'd just come down from the mountains, but..."
Wolf leaned his head back and sighed. "I'm starting to think less and less that this is a dream." He was surprised when he felt Viela's paw again slide down his chest and then over his belly. He looked up at her, confused. "Uh..."
"Relax," the feline purred. "If you just got to our land, I'd like to be the first to welcome you." She grinned, baring her small, cute fangs, and Wolf shivered again.
"I'm not sure I should do... that," he said, lamely.
"What's the harm?" Viela asked, standing up and stepping over the bench. "I can tell you're interested."
"Well... yeah... but I'm not... I mean, I don't think... uh... oh!"
He abruptly stopped talking as the feline lowered herself on top of him, pressing her smooth, fuzzy belly against his raging hard-on. He gasped as her soft fur pressed into the sensitive skin and quickly brought his paws up to her backside.
She leaned over him and smiled as she pushed her heavy breasts against his chest. "Mmm... you're a big ol' wolf, aren't you?" she said, teasing his muzzle with her paws.
"I... I guess so," Wolf said, moaning a bit as she ground her hips down against him. She felt so good, and he felt so horny... he was having a hard time objecting to the situation. It felt more curious than strange at this point. And very, very arousing.
The calico didn't waste much time as she scooted a bit further up the wolf's belly. Viela was nothing if not frisky and eager, as Wolf realized when she started to push down over his raging erection.
"Wait... not so fast," he gasped, but she pushed his paws away as she pushed back heavily. She groaned and leaned down to clutch at him as his hips pushed back automatically, sinking his erection deep inside her. He gasped - it felt like nothing he'd ever had before. He wasn't a celibate, by any means, but this... it was so much better than anything else he'd tried. She felt so warm and tight around him, and her chest! He looked down, moaning at the sight of her large breasts flattening against his muscular chest. She looked even larger than before. He pulled his paws up to squeeze the heavy mounds, eagerly thumbing over the thick pink areolas.
"Oh, my!" Viela moaned, leaning back up to a sitting position. She shuddered as she pushed her paws against Wolf's chest, massaging the muscles there, as his paws groped her frontside, unable o resist the temptation. He squeezed her thick nipples after cupping and hefting each breast, growling with pleasure the whole while.
The calico squeezed down around him, closing her inner walls tightly, making Wolf buck upwards, hilting inside of her. He gasped as he felt his large erection spreading her and pulled back before quickly thrusting in again. He felt Viela's paws squeeze his chest as he did and shuddered before sliding his paws down to her hips.
He leaned his head up, enough to start kissing and licking at one of her thick nipples. He found his tongue to be exceptionally useful for this. Viela started to groan when Wolf took a nipple entirely into his muzzle and applied a good bit of suction. The calico's fingers curled into his thick white chest fur.
Wolf's eyes opened wide when he felt the cat's nipple expand in his muzzle. He pulled off, puzzled, and slowed his thrusts as he looked at her quizzically.
"Uh... did it just..."
"Oh, you wouldn't know about our special talents, would you?" Viela said, purring deeply. Wolf watched, amazed, as she closed her eyes. Within moments, he could feel her rump growing, filling his paws, and before his eyes, her breasts expanded at least a cup size. "Some of us are blessed with a special gift, to be able to change our bodies when we like. It's very useful."
"That's... that's a good... oh God," Wolf moaned, shuddering. He pushed his muzzle back up to Viela's enormous breasts. The feline gasped and pulled on the back of his head, wrapping her fingers together, as Wolf's paws gripped her expanding, firm butt.
Wolf figured she'd grown from a size five or six to at least a size ten, but combined with her heavy breasts and slim belly, he couldn't hardly stand it. He surged upwards, moaning with pleasure as he buried himself inside of her tight pussy, and groaned around her thick nipple.
Viela shuddered again and gasped, back arching as she came. Wolf could feel it ripple through her as her legs tightened around his and her paws pulled at his shoulders, needing to feel him close.
The calico gasped for breath as she leaned forward eagerly, mouth seeking Wolf's. They kissed hard, though it took a moment or two for Wolf to figure out how exactly to do it. He had to open his muzzle slightly to her shorter one, but soon he pushed his tongue forward, against the feline's.
He rolled over, forgetting they were on a narrow bench, and they tumbled to the floor with a thud. It was only a short drop and both were so involved they barely noticed. Wolf ended up on top and, arms wrapped around Viela's narrow back and belly, the larger male began to thrust with gusto.
Viela cried out passionately, fingers digging into the pelt of the wolf's back, pulling at the thick grey fur, as he kissed and licked at her neck. He loved how her chest felt, flattening so firmly against his, as his hips pushed forward, again and again, sinking his thick erection deep into her body. It felt good, and natural, and he moaned as he approached his orgasm. He could feel it coming... the way his testicles tensed, his legs tightened up.
His grip tightened around Viela's body as his cock throbbed heavily and he pushed in hard, holding himself there as he came. The orgasm was deep, leaving him unable to even moan as he clutched at her, shaking.
Viela's eyes went wide as she felt the wolf cum. Her legs squeezed against his hips as her second orgasm ran through her body, making her cry out again.
Wolf felt the feline's sharp claws dig into his back, through the thick pelt of gray fur, but it only added to the sensations. Never had it felt so good. He held himself close against the feline, grunting deeply as he pumped his hips forward again. He could feel the hot jets of cum flooding her body. He gasped as her stomach noticeably swelled and shuddered, pushing back even more eagerly.
Wolf shuddered, body twitching as small aftershocks of his orgasm went through him. He could feel his hard cock twitch deep within the feline's body as she clutched him tightly. Her muzzle was buried in his neck fur and he could feel her short exhalations as his cock continued to empty itself into her body, his need greater than he realized.
The two remained fairly still for the next few minutes. Wolf breathed heavily as he slowly rolled away from the calico, gasping as his slick cock pulled from her clenching female sex.
"Ooh... damn," Viela said, purring heavily. "That was very nice, Wolf." Her paws slid over her belly, which was definitely engorged with seed.
"Uh... thanks... but what were you doing?" he said, rolling onto his side, staring at her chest. "I mean, you got... bigger."
"Mmm... so did you, stud," the calico said, stretching herself out. Wolf's eyes traveled down her body, again noticing how large her belly had grown thanks to him. He felt his cock twitch, still dripping out a good trickle of cum. "It's the magic, like I told you. Most of us are just a bit bigger than normal, like I said. But some of us have a limited amount of control over the magic and can use it when we like to. And nearly all of us can at least manage to take a little extra." She patted her belly with satisfaction and purred again.
"That's some trick," wolf gasped as he turned to lay on his backside. His chest rose and fell quickly as he calmed down. He glanced down at his half-erect cock and realized it had gotten bigger, over a foot long as it was now. "Damn..."
"I hate to interrupt..."
Wolf lifted his head up at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. A wizened, old fox stood in the doorway. He wore several large pendants around his neck and a toga-like garment emblazoned with a variety of occult symbols.
"Doctor, if you're done with your... ahem, physical examination, I'd like to talk to our guest," the fox said, coughing.
"Yes, Magician," Viela said, getting up to her feet quickly. She flashed a grin at Wolf as she grabbed a cloth and dipped it in a basin of water, then washed herself off quickly. She cleaned away most of the sticky mess in her fur before holding out a fresh cloth to Wolf.
Wolf stood up, embarrassed that he should be seen in the state he was in, and gratefully took the cloth and washed himself off. His erection, however, remained, at least in part - his cock was definitely bigger now than before. Although only half-hard, it was at least ten inches long. His balls were the size of grapefruit and felt wonderful.
"Anything unusual to report?" the magician asked. He was fairly bent over, Wolf saw, and used a walking stick.
"No, Magician. He appears perfectly healthy," the calico said. "Although he says he's grown in the past day, which lends credence to his story, of which I'm sure you've heard already."
"Yes, I had, which is why I decided to pay him some attention in person," the fox said, eyeing Wolf up and down. "Hmm... follow me, boy."
Wolf, still embarrassed to have been caught with the doctor, looked over his shoulder at her as he followed the fox into the hallway. Viela caught his gaze and smiled at him. Already her figure was returning to the state it had been when he'd arrived.
"See you later, Wolf," she said. "Come and visit sometime."
Wolf grinned despite himself and quickly trotted after the fox, who was surprisingly quick for someone that old.
"So... you just woke up in the woods, did you?" the magician asked, leading Wolf further down the hallway, then around several corners, until Wolf was completely confused as to where he was. "A big storm broke out suddenly, correct?"
"Yes... how did you know?"
The fox turned to him and grinned. "How is Yellowstone Park these days?"
Wolf stopped dead and stared at the fox. "How...?"
"I arrived here much the same as you did, at least fifty years ago," the magician said, motioning for him to follow as he continued walking. "I imagine our circumstances are quite similar. I was a young lad like you when I arrived. It's unusual, to be sure, but you'll find it quite extraordinary after a while."
"Did you ever try to return?"
"I examined the possibilities, but I soon realized I preferred it here. My existence has been much more... satisfying." The fox smiled at the wolf and shook his head. "Ah, to be young! That Viela is almost exactly like her mother..."
Wolf stumbled at the foot of the stairs the fox was ascending. "You knew her mother?"
"Of course! We were quite... intimate. That was many years ago," the fox said, wistfully.
"So... wait, if you're from home, what's your name?"
"My name? Well, around here they call me Magician. And that's all you really need to know," the fox said. "Believe me, it'll do you no good to dwell on it - I lost several perfectly good years pining away from the familiar comforts of home."
The fox stopped at the top of the stairs, at a large oak door. He turned to the Wolf and smiled again. "I've managed to recreate a few comforts from home." He pushed open the door and Wolf gasped at what he saw inside.
A plush cotton couch and recliner, both covered in white cotton, and a queen-sized four-post bed dominated the room. The walls were covered with paintings of familiar locations - New York City, the Grand Canyon, even a picture of an old president, though Wolf wasn't sure which one. They were accurate, to a point, but they were obviously done from description.
"Why?"
"While I don't worry about ever going back, it is nice to remember," Magician said. "Maybe you'll be able to tell me what's happened since the early 1930s someday."
"But that was over 70 years ago!"
"Seventy? Hmm... strange," the fox said, lowering himself into the recliner slowly. "I'm older than I thought."
"So you've been here that long? What have you been doing?"
"Like I said, I spent a few years trying to go back," Magician said, leaning back into his chair. He motioned for Wolf to take a seat. "Turns out I have quite a gift over the magic of this land."
"Magic? I keep hearing that. But is it really..."
"Yes, it is. Don't ask me to explain it, because I can't - it defies rational thought," Magician said, holding up a paw. "But it works, and if you're like me, you'll be able to control it as well. It's a very rare gift around here and you'll find it will help you attain a position of high favor with the royalty."
"So this is a monarchy?"
"Yes, a traditional one, although completely benevolent. Most of the rulers seem to simply leave the day-to-day operations to subordinates while they indulge themselves in earthly pleasures," Magician said. "I've known three personally and read histories on at least a dozen more. The rulers are selected not through birthright, but by who has the most powerful magical abilities at the time of the previous rulers abdication or death. It's always been a non-violent tradition, fortunately."
"So the ruler is more of a figurehead?"
"Not technically, no, but practically, yes."
"Huh... so... where does that leave me?"
"Well, knowing Queen Marle, she'll want to meet you soon," Magician said, closing his eyes. Wolf thought he was falling asleep. "Of course, she knows all about me, so she'll be especially interested considering the tales she's heard of me in my prime."
Magician's muzzle broke into a huge smile. "Ah, those were the good days, Wolf. Good days..."
"I hope I'm not being held up to unreasonable standards!" Wolf said. "I don't even know how to use whatever magic this supposedly is."
"I'll show you the basics, but you'll have to figure most of it out for yourself," Magician said, opening his eyes again. "It's different for everyone. Personally, I simply think of what I want and focus my attention. Other people have to chant a mantra, or use a trigger, like a strong beverage. It all depends."
"Changing topics a bit... where am I going to stay?" Wolf asked. Now that his most pressing questions were answered, he'd allowed himself to feel a bit resigned to his fate here. It took a bit of the weight off his shoulders, for now anyways.
"You'll be able to stay here, if you like," Magician said. "The couch is always free. Of course, you'll quite likely find yourself invited to the beds of any number of women and possibly quite a few men as well, considering your looks and potential abilities."
"Huh. Still, I think it'd be better if I stayed here for a little while, at least."
"Suit yourself."
There was a knock at the door. Magician didn't bother to get up, but merely called out, "Come in!"
A porter carrying two heavy trays of food nudged open the door. He set the trays on the small table in front of the magician's chair before backing away, bowing profusely. He paused at the door. "Sir, Queen Marle respectfully requests your presence in her court after your meal, as well as your guest."
The porter waited for Magician to nod before he left, closing the door gently behind him.
"Heh, I like to keep them on their toes," Magician said, grinning at Wolf. "I'm not quite as old as I act, but it's fun. Dig in! They have excellent cooks now. The last batch were pretty terrible."
Magician lifted the metal hood over the platter and Wolf grinned. Pot pies, very traditional-looking. "You have to teach them how to make those?"
"Oh, yes, they tried to get me to eat their traditional food here once. Tasteless garbage. Would you believe they hadn't known how to make chocolate, even?"
"They know how to make chocolate? Nice..."
"Yeah... let's eat quickly, then go see Marle. She's not the most patient type," Magician said, reaching for a pie. "The cooks do, however, make excellent gravy."
* * *
Wolf hadn't realized how hungry he'd been until he started eating. Magician told him it was part of the transportation effects, and of his new body growing into the magic so quickly.
Having contented themselves with food, they headed back downstairs. Magician led Wolf through the corridors until they emerged into the hallway, then headed for the large room at the other end. More guards stood at the doorways. Wolf could see at the far end of the elaborate hall a throne, and perched upon the throne, a large white lioness.
He took in a breath. The lioness was magnificent. Her shining white fur stood out in stark contrast to the opulent maroon blanket-like covering of the throne. One of her legs hung over an arm casually while the other stretched to the floor. Both arms hung over the backside as she leaned back. Even from a distance, Wolf could hear her contented purrs.
The fox motioned for Wolf to follow him and they approached. Around the throne, Wolf could now see, a variety of other animals lounged, apparently the queen's private servants. Three males - a horse, lion, and a fox - and four females. The females were probably the queen's attendants, while the males... well, judging from the lion, who was laying down, breathing hard, and being cleaned by the other two males... their purpose was self-evident.
The beautiful females attracted his eye briefly. Two were obviously pregnant, with swollen belly and breasts. Extraordinarily swollen, in fact. The lioness and otter laid lazily together on a couch, legs intertwined, though their bellies nearly met because of their enormous girth. They were eating fruit from a few trays scattered about.
The other two, a hare and a jaguar, sat on either side of the queen. Each was definitely powerful with the magic, if the size of their breasts and bodies were anything to go by. They smiled at him as he approached and one leaned down to lick at her thick nipples, obviously teasing him and the magician.
He looked back over at the otter on the couch, puzzled. She noticed his look and smiled at him, shifting her legs a little, exposing a fat male sheath flattened under her enormous belly. He looked away, embarrassed, puzzled, and extremely curious. Hermaphrodites? He glanced back again for a moment and almost blushed when he saw the otter and lioness giggling at him.
Shaking his head a bit, he looked back over at the queen, close enough now to get a better look.
The regal-looking lioness was regarding him curiously, as he was her. The lioness was strikingly beautiful. Great big green eyes and, instead of a normal tawny coat, her fur was pure white, as white as snow. Wolf's eyes traveled from the gold band around her ears, down her attractive muzzle and neck, to her breasts, each a large, heavy teardrop, capped by delicious-looking pink areolas which poked just above her fur. Her belly was quite full, enough that her heavy breasts lay against the top of her stomach. Her belly melded into her thighs seamlessly, then down to her calves and feet. Her tail tip twitched against the blanket on the floor.
"Queen Marle," the fox said, coughing to attract her attention. "May I present Wolf."
"Ah... so you're the new magician, yes?" she asked, eyes glinting. They were so green! Deep, fluid, the color of a forest from above.
Wolf coughed. "Uh... I'm not sure about that yet, Your Highness," he said, trying to remember the proper way to address royalty.
"We won't know for sure, Queen Marle," the fox said, stepping forward, "until we've tested his abilities. But the signs so far point to yes. I believe he's arrived in your kingdom the same way I did all those years ago."
"Well, then hopefully he'll be able to live up to your reputation, Magician." The queen grinned at Wolf as she looked him up and down. Her purrs grew louder as she turned in her seat to face them. Wolf blushed a little as her heavy breasts moved back and forth fluidly.
"He certainly seems powerful with the magic," the jaguar said to the queen, eyes hovering over Wolf's plump sheath. She grinned and drew a paw down her chest, over the rosette-covered fur.
"Yes, Simone, he does, doesn't he?" the queen said, leaning back in her chair. "Perhaps tonight, Wolf, I'll have the pleasure of meeting you more personally."
The four females giggled as Wolf looked down at his feet, not sure how to respond to such an obvious come-on.
"Your majesty, since Wolf is so new here, perhaps it would be best if..." The fox stopped speaking as Marle raised a paw.
"Nonsense, Magician," she said, smiling broadly. "Such a stranger is welcome in our lands, and I will be sure to welcome him personally after dinner. After all, we must see how adept he is at the magic of our lands, yes?"
The fox nodded and shrugged. "As you wish."
Queen Marle waved her paw at Magician and Wolf, excusing them. "After last meal then, Wolf."
The fox bowed and Wolf followed suit before turning to leave.
"Um... so that went well?" Wolf asked.
"Yes, very well," Magician said, grinning up at him. "She's obviously interested in you, which bodes well for your future status here. Believe me, there's worse things to be than a favorite of the queen."
"I'm sure," Wolf said, sighing. Still, he thought, the lioness was damn attractive.
Wolf spent the rest of the afternoon with Magician in his quarters, discussing recent history of both the land he found himself in and the news from his old home. Wolf was almost disappointed when a porter knocked at the door and announced he was expected in Queen Marle's chambers.
"See you later, boy," Magician said, grinning from ear to ear. "Give the queen a night to remember - you won't regret it!"
Wolf grinned back at the fox, but inside he was nervous. He got the feeling a lot was hinging on this night with the queen. It was strange, to be in such a sexually liberated land, where even the queen acted like a complete nymphomaniac. Definitely not a bad place to end up in.
Wolf followed the porter down the stairs and back through the maze of hallways, but this time, instead of turning left to head into the throne room, the porter led him straight onward, down another series of hallways. These hallways were brighter and warmer. Ornaments, paintings, and statues in nooks decorated the way as they walked. Wolf admired them openly - most were lovely, crafted from fine materials by experts. The countryside must have people as adept at their trades as most seemed to be at the more carnal acts of nature.
Finally the porter opened a door and motioned Wolf in, before closing it gently behind him. Wolf's eyes adjusted quickly to the dim room, lit only by a series of candelabras in the corners.
The queen's chambers, he surmised. At first, he didn't think anyone was in the room with him. Then he caught the scent of the queen in his nostrils. Immediately, his thighs tensed as his sheath bulged. The scent was intoxicating and sweet, full of promise. He looked around, trying to locate the source.
Several hugely overstuffed chairs lined in white silk sat along one wall, with some tables interspersed among them. Along the other, a curtained off area containing this land's equivalent of a restroom, Wolf guessed. He could hear a gentle trickle of water from the fountain dominating the center of the room. The lights of the candles flashed across it beautifully, and, upon moving closer, he saw intricate carvings of different species engaging in the country's favored recreation: procreation.
Several windows, built high into the walls, let in moonlight. One shaft of moonlight suddenly illuminated the large sleeping area at the back of the room. The glancing, silver light illuminated the pure white sheets and linens jumbled in a large circle. He could make out many overstuffed pillows, shining silkily in the moonlight.
Then he saw her, lounging in the center, nearly hidden by her white fur in the sea of white: Queen Marle. Wolf watched as she exhaled slowly, back against a mound of pillows. He could only see her from the side, but it was enough. His eyes hungrily traveled down her long legs, to where they disappeared into intertwined sheets, then back up, over the smooth bump of her belly, now flatter and smoother than when he'd seen her earlier, to her heavy breasts. They were large, firm teardrops, capped with a luscious, fat pink nipple each.
Then higher, over the smooth lines of her neck and jaw line, her high cheeks and stubby muzzle. She turned towards him and smiled. Her body moved more fully into the moonlight, changing her fur from pure white to a dazzling silver.
Wolf felt himself harden almost immediately as another wave of pleasure-coated scent brushed against his nostrils. He snorted, eager now, more than before, as he drank in Marle's form. His heavy erection dropped from his sheath, hanging out heavily, as his large balls flattened slightly against his thighs, already swelling up with need.
"Are you going to keep me waiting all night?" the lioness asked, sliding a paw over her head, between her round, fuzzy ears. "Or will you join me up here?"
Wolf didn't grin - he was too intent on studying her perfect body to grin. But he advanced quickly, taking the set of six marble steps two at a time to reach her more quickly. He felt his chest bulge with muscle and power as he inhaled deeply, breathing in her fine scent once more.
"You're perfect," he said, standing at the top step, one leg on top of the sheets, bent, while the other locked straight behind him. He rested his forearms on his knee and stared at her. His fat erection bobbed in the air, occasionally brushing against his gray forearm.
"I hope so," Marle said, smiling. There was no ego in her voice, only quiet satisfaction. "Stranger... you seem to be growing quite accustomed to our ways."
"Your ways are different, but it's hard not to become intrigued," Wolf replied, letting his gaze drift down her body again. He licked his lips as the queen shifted onto her side and let a paw dangle in front of her nether regions, thighs forming a cute 'Y' shape with her groin he found irresistible.
"Then join me tonight," the queen said, her purrs audible now. "We'll see how accustomed we can make you."
Needing no further encouragement, Wolf stepped forward, into the mass of sheets and blankets and pillows, and lowered himself between the lioness's legs. He wanted to feel her so badly... his arms grasped at her chest, squeezing and stroking her thick nipples. Her arms surrounded his shoulders, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
The wolf's hips pushed forward against her, pushing his throbbing erection against her belly. The lioness pushed back just as eagerly, making Wolf moan as her silky belly slid over his raging shaft.
"I can feel the power inside you," Marle said, moaning as she moved against him. His paws squeezed both of her heavy tits, but they overflowed his paws easily. "I can help you release it..."
"Yes," Wolf whispered back, wanting nothing more than to be as powerful and huge as he could be, to better pleasure this goddess.
The lioness smiled and pulled him in for another kiss, turning her head as she opened her muzzle to him. The wolf almost immediately pushed his tongue against hers as his paws squeezed at her breasts more firmly.
The lioness shuddered as she held him tightly against her. But it wasn't more than a few moments before the wolf pulled back, looking down at her with amazement and lust in his eyes. "I can feel them... you're getting bigger," he whispered, awestruck.
"Yes... and you can too," the lioness said, a heavy purr tinting her words. She brought her paws down to her heavy breasts, already a cup-size larger than before, and squeezed them together. Her taut nipples poked out from her thick fur as she played with them for the wolf, even bringing one up to her muzzle to lick. She shuddered and released them, sighing with pleasure as they fell back against her body. They were pushing out visibly now, growing rapidly as the wolf watched, pleasure growing in his loins.
Wolf leaned down and took a thick nipple into his muzzle. He sucked on the nub hungrily as the lioness cooed happily. His paws squeezed and massaged her breasts as he felt them grow and grow, until each was as big around as a basketball. But they didn't stop, and he shuddered as he ground his hips forward again lustfully.
"Your turn, Wolf," the queen said, reaching up to stroke his face with a paw. He felt the power in her fingers, then, and leaned back, breathing hard as he felt his body begin to change.
It started as a gentle ripple of feeling, from his toes to his head, growing gradually stronger as the lioness caressed him. Wherever she touched him felt as raw and released and sore and pleasurable all at once. He grunted and stretched, gasping as he felt his abdominals tighten and release. He could feel his thighs expand, and his calves, growing thicker and harder and meatier by the moment.
Wolf couldn't tell how much time had passed, but he didn't really care, either. By this point, his mind was solely focused on growing larger and more muscular because Queen Marle wanted him that way. He was happy to oblige.
It wasn't long before he felt the power inside him expanded exponentially. He could feel it, the way it filled him, until he felt like it would burst him apart. He gasped, breathing heavily, and leaned against the lioness, squeezing his now massive arms around her, hugging her to him. Their muzzles met for another deep kiss as the wolf's rump tightened, going from oak to concrete.
Wolf slid his paws down Marle's backside and rolled over, pulling her bodily on top of him. She smiled at him, purring deeply as she pushed her paws against his broad, perfectly chiseled chest. He could feel her slide her expanding rump and pussy along his aching shaft, which by now was starting to crawl up his belly, inching up along the cut of his abdominals. His heavy balls were at least the size of his head by this point, matching his cock in growth. They lay out between his slightly spread legs, heavy against his thighs.
He grasped Marle's hips and pulled her against him, making her shudder with desire as his meaty tool ground between her legs. But the queen was not satisfied with foreplay and growled heavily as she reached between her legs and, pulling his cock upwards a bit, pushed back against the tip.
Wolf groaned with desire and lust as he felt the warm insides of the queen's body surround the very tip of his aching erection. With Marle's paws on his chest, he gripped her hips more tightly with his paws and pulled her down slowly, working his thickening shaft into her body slowly.
Wolf's legs flexed with muscle as he dug his toes into the blankets beneath him and pushed his hips up, sliding a few more inches of thick maleness into the eager lioness on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her growing hips, squeezing the white-furred beauty against him as she pushed back eagerly.
"I can feel your power," the queen gasped. "It's amazing... so powerful!"
Wolf shuddered as the queen thrust hirself down against his still-growing erection, taking the deep red member almost halfway already. Her firm breasts hung over his face and he began to suckle at the nipples hungrily, causing Marle's claws to come out. He felt them dig into the thick fur on his chest and moaned, power surging through his body and accelerating his growth.
Queen Marle felt the surge as well and gasped as she came. Her inner walls rippled around Wolf's throbbing shaft as she clung to his muscular, large male body tightly. Her heavy breasts grew larger and larger, quickly overwhelming Wolf as they buried him under wide cleavage.
Wolf's hips thrust upwards, continuing to push deeper and harder as his erection grew thicker and longer by the moment. His body flexed against the lithe queen, all rippling muscle and thick pelt against her softer, smoother body. Wolf's thick fingers dug into her backside as they slid down, raking his claws against her white fur, all the way to her thick rump. Marle moaned with pleasure as he squeezed her ass tightly around his wide erection, which was already as thick as her thigh with no signs of slowing.
Marle shuddered as she pushed back heavily, hardly able to believe the power she could feel running through this male's body. It was unlike any she'd felt before and she knew it rivaled even her own. Could this wolf be the first to fully sate her desires? To match her power?
Marle arched her back, letting out a deep moan of absolute satisfaction as she felt her body stretch around the wolf's massive erection. She looked down, eyes wide as she watched the muscular male beneath her growing ever larger, matching her own growth. She loved how big he was - pure muscles on top of more muscles, bulking up more and more with each passing moment. Not to mention his erection, the base of which was easily as wide around as her hips. She shuddered as she pushed back even more eagerly, groaning with delight as her heavy, wide rump pushed against the wolf's oversized testicles, smooshing them down a bit.
The huge male groaned at the sudden pressure on his balls and shuddered again. He dug his fingers into Marle's sides as he pulled her downwards forcefully, needing to feel himself deeper inside her body. He opened his eyes with surprise when he felt the soft, yet firm, pillows of her breasts flatten against his massive pectorals. Sinews strained in his arms and legs as he forced his hips upwards, driving himself deeper as ecstasy thrilled through him. He closed his muzzle around one of the white lioness's teats, suckling and licking at the thick, pink nub even as his body grew heavier and larger. The power he felt inside only amplified, sending more waves of pleasure throughout him. He could feel the heat radiating back against him from Marle's body, even feel the carnal power she wielded.
Marle moaned as she grew larger, trying to keep up, to accommodate the lustful male. Her legs spread widely as her ass widened, squeezing around the wolf's immense shaft as he pushed deeper and harder. Her breasts shook and jiggled as he thrust upwards powerfully, unwilling and unable to control himself as the power released inside him for the first time. The doctor was nothing compared to what Wolf felt now and he loved it. His sexual appetite would be satisfied, he knew, but only just, and only for a short period of time.
Lucid thought escaped the muscle-bound male as he continued to thrust against the lioness. His paws groped at her immense breasts, each three times larger than his head. He couldn't tell how big he was anymore, only that the more power he released, the better he felt. Marle's cries of pleasure and need only spurred him on as his arms bulged with sinew.
But finally it was over in a satisfying, deep gush of fluid. His fingers curled into Marle's pelt, gripping great big handfuls of her breasts, squeezing them together as he humped into her one last time, driving himself deep and holding himself there as he came. Marle's roar of pleasure was almost drowned out by his own as his cock, swollen hugely with need, throbbed and spit inside her body, bloating her belly.
Marle's mind was swamped with pleasure. Her body felt like it was burning and her paws clutched at Wolf, holding onto him as she felt her belly swell up with seed. She moaned loudly, body shaking, and reached for his paws with hers. She was surprised at his strength again when he grasped them and held them tightly, but didn't complain when he pulled her arms down to her sides, squeezing her full breasts together and downwards, as well as pulling her down against his still spurting shaft.
Wolf shuddered with delight, but quickly moaned as his orgasm fled. Although it seemed like mere moments, he came for nearly five minutes straight. Rational thought began its slow return to his brain as Marle leaned close against him, seeking his muzzle for a kiss. She drew her legs up a bit and squeezed his heavy balls between her knees, making his groan.
He grinned at her heavy purrs of pleasure and shivered, feeling his cock buried so deeply in her body, the urge to fill her slowly dissipating, though he hoped it would return soon. His tongue wrapped around hers as he wrapped his massive arms around her backside, pulling her tightly to him.
"You are the one I've been waiting for," Marle whispered after they finally broke their kiss. "Nobody has been able to do what you've done..."
"I... I don't know how..."
Wolf shuddered as Marle sat up and once more admired her full frame. Such large breasts, covered with pure white fur, and those wide hips and thighs, riding him so perfectly. He felt his cock throb a bit, even though it was softening quickly. Wolf shook his fingers - they felt as though they were asleep.
"It's the power leaving us," Marle said, rubbing his fingers against her breasts. "It always does... but it will return quickly. You were able to create so much! You're very impressive."
Wolf closed his eyes and focused on breathing - he hadn't realized how heavily his heart was pounding. Marle's soothing fingers helped relax his paws as he stroked her chest slowly. "I could have held longer, I think," he said, sighing contentedly. "I'm not sure how I did any of this, though." Wolf let his fingers drift down to Marle's belly. He was surprised at how full and round she'd become, but he was also proud, since he'd been the one to do it.
"You'll learn, and we'll have plenty of time for you to practice," the lioness said, pressing a white paw along the wolf's grey muzzle. "Plenty of time..."
Wolf's muzzle closed around one of her fingers as his paws gripped her hips. He rolled over, on top of the lioness, and smiled down at her as he started to push his hips again. "Such as now?" he asked, leaning down to suck on one of her tempting, thick nipples.
"Oh... yes, like now," the lioness moaned with delight, pushing her hips up. "You have incredible stamina... no other male has felt the need so soon."
Wolf shivered as he started thrusting more heavily, both paws squeezing at her heavy breasts, his massive, muscular body spearing her easily. He shuddered as he plunged in deeply again and felt the queen wrap her legs and arms around him, holding her own large, full body against him. His abdomen rippled against her plump belly as he leaned down, taking her nipple into his muzzle once more.
"Yes... yes!" the queen cried, body responding to his touch as eagerly as before. "Take me!"
"Gladly, Your Highness," Wolf growled, pleasure surging through him as he hilted inside the white lion once more, shuddering as he pushed his legs straight out behind him, struggling to go as deeply as he could. He loved how heavy his balls felt, still full of seed despite his early ejaculation. He let out a roar of carnal desire as he thrust in again and again, feeling the power rebuild inside him quickly, meeting with Marle's and joining them together in a blissful union of sheer delight.
Marle, for her part, was only all too eager for another round with the massive wolf, already bigger than any other male she'd had in her bed. He was massive, perfect, huge... she wanted him, all of him, forever, and Marle was the type who got what she wanted.
* * *
Six months later...
Marle reclined on her throne of pillows, lazily running a paw up and down her chest, ruffling her fur. Her eyes focused on Wolf as he entered, watching his body start to swell with muscle, his sheath with need. He'd been gone several hours and she could smell the scent of sex on him, even from a distance.
Wolf smiled at his queen as he climbed the steps to her bed. He lay against her smoothly, large arms holding her close against his broad chest with practiced ease. He kissed her shoulders, then her neck. One paw went against her rotund belly, palm flat to her fur.
"Not long now," the lioness said, purring at him.
Wolf nodded, eyes travelling from her swollen belly, over her heavy breasts, to her high cheeks and jaw, then to her green eyes. "Not long..."
"How is Viela?" Marle asked, a smile playing at her lips.
"She's doing well," Wolf said, smirking, "though she can't compare to you."
Wolf smiled as he kissed his queen, embraced her, feeling her body respond to his as the familiar power stirred inside them both. Their kiss deepened as Marle's paws slipped down to Wolf's fat sheath, already bulging with a monstrous shaft.
The wolf king turned his queen on her side and moved against her from behind, her belly too large at this point in her pregnancy to allow him the luxury of taking her from the front. But his strong, massive arms pulled her against him tightly as he licked and nibbled on the back of her neck, making the lioness shudder with pleasure. She pushed her rump back, feeling it push against his throbbing erection and heavy balls. Just the way she liked him.
"Take me, my King..."
The power grew quickly as the wolf moved against her, holding her body easily against him, paws going over her breasts and belly, making the queen shiver with ecstasy again and again as their magic grew stronger and stronger, flowing together once more.
On the other side of the castle, in his quarters, the Magician grinned at a bowl of water on his table. In it, the reflections of Wolf and Marle rippled through the clear liquid.
"Go get 'er, boy!" the fox cackled.