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Heat.

That was the single word that described the distinct sensation racing through the kangaroo rat's form at the moment. An unbridled, unparalleled, and unabating heat. It grew with every union of every member of the tribe that mounted him, and they all intended to have a turn. Hours passed as they each took what they desired from him and left. A line formed from those who could maintain their composure and wait patiently. Others could not stand waiting in line, far too eager to see what was happening. Slowly, over the course of those hours, the intense sensations shifted from pleasant to include hints of discomfort, and after a time, the pleasure began to fade completely.

He was chafing. So much rutting, so much friction, so much rubbing. It was just too much for him to withstand. He thought he would be rubbed raw. Finally, at long last, after so many girls, he was permitted a chance to rest. By now, almost every single member of the tribe had a huge, swollen belly. How he had managed to fill them all so full was somewhat beyond him. He was aware of how he came by such status, but even this had to go beyond his conditions known limits! He panted and moaned, hanging limp from his wrists overhead, his hips aching from use while his member throbbed. It was quite tender to the touch at this point. There wasn't much he could do about it other than hope that there would be no more.

He couldn't even detect his musk in the air at this point. It couldn't be that he was actually 'done', or could it? He wasn't sure of his capacity anymore. The more likely explanation was the fact that he was practically sitting in a pool of feminine release. It has soaked the ground so intensely that it might as well have been mud made from a torrential rain.

Hopefully there would be no more. Siyu was on some sort of edge at this point. He wasn't sure what would happen if he passed over that edge. It couldn't be good.

"Is that it!?" He moaned through his pants, sounding quite pitiful, "Are you all done!? Can I go!?" No one bothered to answer him. All the ladies were too busy fawning over their swollen bellies. To an outside viewer, it wouldn't appear as anything more than mild fascination, but to anyone who had observed the ladies' behavior for a prolonged period, this was unabashed giddiness for them. From the crowd came a wolf, somewhat smaller than all the others though still just as impressively endowed. She sniffed and nosed softly at the rodent's masculine feature as it slowly began to soften. Over eight hours straight of intense, non-stop pounding to his groin left him wondering if he could even achieve arousal ever again. The wolf lady saw to change that impression.

"You not done yet. Make ready again!" She frowned angrily at him. Ameta would not be denied her chance to experience what the other ladies had felt. She was a lowly omega but she wasn't about to miss her opportunity to get ride the rat. Siyu whimpered and tried his best to pull away, his entire lower half soaked and slicked perfectly by roughly a hundred large, ravishing gluttons for manhood. He simply didn't have it in him to go one more round, speaking only from the sense of wear and tear as well as his own muscular exhaustion. He likely could fill this young lady right to the rim as he had all the others, but he would be on fire while doing it.

"No! No, I can't! I just can't go on anymore!" His cries of dismay fell on deaf ears as Ameta reached out to grip his painfully sensitive member and drew it to her mouth, licking softly at the engorged rod. He winced and squirmed, trying to drag himself free. All he succeeded in doing was slipping around in the fragrant mud under him.

"Ameta!" The chief's voice thundered through the camp, silencing all who were speaking. Even the wolf herself whipped about and froze. She quickly took up a position of submission before the russet woman, still impressively inflated by rodent essence.

"My yiera, forgive me. Everyone else has had their turn. I simply thought I might take a turn for myself." She kept her gaze lowered to the ground, crouched with her knees splayed and her ears folded back.

"I should have given instructions for the ladies to all be patient. If he is to give us all children, he must be given time to regain his strength. You will wait until tomorrow. If he is ready then, you may have your turn. Until then, you will bathe him and feed him. Calista has requested she be allowed to study this... odd male. She believes there may be something about him that may be different from other males, other than the obvious." The tall, dark lady gazed down at her swollen belly, the notion of it getting that way so quickly still not having sunk all the way in yet. A hand moved to caress over the gravid swell.

"Yes, yiera." The wolf lowered her head in a dejected fashion. She had seen so many others partake of his offering. She would have to wait, the only one who had yet to be swollen like the rest. She was the omega after all.

"If Calista discovers anything substantial, let me know." With that, the buffalo chief turned and left the lupine to tend to the rodent. Once the two of them were alone again, the grey lady huffed softly, crossing her legs as she sat only a short distance from the kangaroo rat. It wasn't fair that she didn't get a turn until later. True, she was the bottom of the pile, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the same thing everyone else had, even if she was the last one to get a chance. She snapped her head back and glared at the male hanging from his wrists, sitting in a sizable mud puddle. He panted and moaned as he fought to regain his composure, badly needing to adjust his glasses but finding it quite impossible.

"C-can I... g-go now?" It was a simple request, his words short and brief. Hopefully the canid female would understand him. She did, in essence, simply glaring more harshly at him.

"You stay until chief says go. You make ready soon, my turn still."

He groaned and hung his head, his thin chest heaving away to free him of the lactic acid burn. It was fading quickly. As he panted away, the emerald dragon from earlier returned, her own abdomen just as swollen as everyone else. She was the most restrained out of the group, taking her time and making sure not to overwhelm the poor rodent. It wasn't out of pity or empathy but more the notion that the harder he was ridden, the fewer of the ladies would get a chance to make use of him. As she settled before the smallish male, she placed a small wooden box on the ground next to her, filled with all manner of herbs, vials, roots, and charms.

"You haven't taken your turn yet Ameta?"

The wolf crossed her arms and looked away indignantly again.

"Yiera Chanda wants me to want until tomorrow because we wore him out. Now I have to endure the humiliation of being the only one without child. Again!"

Calista nodded softly, reaching out to gently feel over Siyu's length, aware of how preciously tender it had become. He winced and complained quite pitifully.

"Ow! Ow! Stop that! It... it hurts!" His pleas fell on deaf ears as the scaled beauty continued her examination of his manhood, moving down towards his still engorged testicles, much to his relief.

"Strange, he still has seed to offer but it seems he is unable to perform. Tell me Ameta, if you are to wait until tomorrow for your turn, why are you still here? Do you intend to sleep next to him?"

"Chanda wants me to tend to him, bathe him, feed him, keep him alive."

The dragoness nodded softly and turned to gaze at the wolf not making any attempt to hide her dissatisfaction with still being thin.

"Then shouldn't you be doing something about that? I'm sure he would be quite appreciative if you were to get him something to eat. And if you're lucky, I just might find something to help him 'recover' more quickly... so you don't have to wait until morning." It was indeed possible. She could find something to take the sting out of Siyu's groin, but she wasn't exactly looking for it. The notion was more a means of getting Ameta to do as she was bayed. And it worked.

"Fine! I'll feed the little rat! But I'm not bathing him... not where he's sitting anyway."

"Then I'll help you move him to the shore so you can bathe him there. Two pairs of eyes are better than one when trying to guard a prisoner after all."

That seemed to satisfy the omega and she climbed to her feet and trotted off, still quite put out. Her departure worried the rodent. She had claimed that it was still her turn, and yet she left this jade lady who had already been filled alone with him, feeling over his masculine region and making him blush and moan.

"Wh-what are you doing!? What do you want from me!?"

Calista sighed and stopped her work temporarily, looking Siyu squarely in the eye. Her words came slow and were accompanied with various gestures to try and help him understand. Unfortunately, neither spoke one another's language.

"I am trying to find out why you are so big." Frustration was all she received in return. That and several squeaks of concern for his own well-being.

"I don't understand! I don't know what you're saying! Please! Just let me go! I need to get back to the road!" He began fidgeting, squirming wildly in a vain attempt to free his hands. There was no way he could break through his bonds or even slip out of them, but he refused to let that stop him. Calista sighed again and cupped her hands against his cheeks, forcing his gaze to lock with hers.

"Stop! You cannot leave! Do you understand me!?" She hoped perhaps he might discern her message. All it served to do was further terrify the kangaroo rat. His cries of fear and pleas for liberation carried only a short distance but still threatened to wake those who had already bedded down for the night.

"I need to get out of here! I can't stay! I need to get to the next town! I promise I won't tell anyone where you people live! Don't kill me! I just want to leave!" He was growing quite frantic indeed. It upset the verdant lady before him. There was only one course of action left to her. The dragoness delved back into her little wooden box and lifted a thin vial of a pale blue liquid as well as a strange amulet of some sort. It was very rough and unpolished, as if whoever made it was not familiar with the ways of advanced metal working, but it still took on the general shape it was meant to. The charm was hung around her neck and the vial's top removed before she tossed the liquid back in one swift gulp.

"If you can't speak my language, then I'm just going to have to learn yours!" With that, Calista then cupped her hands against his cheeks again, this time pressing her lips to his in a passionate, deep kiss. Siyu's eyes widened tremendously as they suddenly became locked in a most intimate act. For several long moments they remained like this until at last the dragoness pulled away, her mouth remaining open as did his. A strange, eerie light flowed slowly and smoothly from the rat to the dragon, from his throat, up into his mouth, past Calista's lips, and down into her neck where a soft glow could be seen radiating out from inside her throat. It was a most peculiar sensation, one that left the rodent trembling rather violently, not from its effect but from fear of what its effect might be.

When at last the passage of light faded, the jade woman grimaced and sat back up, working her mouth and smacking her lips in apparent disgust. Her eyes squeezed shut and she turned and spat several times as if there was some horrid substance poisoning her pallet.

"Every time I use that it leaves such a horrible aftertaste!" She continued to cough and sputter, scrubbing lightly at her tongue with her fingers as it to try and scrape off whatever was upsetting her. Siyu meanwhile had frozen stiff, staring incredulously at the green lady.

"You... you can speak my language? Fluently!?"

The dragoness spat again and continued to make all manner of unpleasant noises.

"I can now. I have mimicked your tongue. What words you use, I can use now. Now be still. I've much work to do if I am to complete my studies before it grows too late."

"S-studies?"

"Yes, my studies of you, more specifically," The dragon gently gripped the rodent's member again, bringing forth another wince of mild agony, "...my studies of 'you', why you're so large, how you're able to produce so much, and if you will succumb to the same fate as every other male who stayed in our village for more than a day or so."

Siyu curled his toes, trying desperately not to react as strongly to the pain. For all he knew, it was her way of learning how to torture him.

"W-what fate... is that... exactly?"

By now, the scaled beauty had returned to her box, rifling through its contents before lifting a strange collection of green leaves. She balled them up in her hands and thoroughly crushed them, running them back and forth in her palms to pulverize the foliage.

"Sterility. Any male that spends more than one day among us loses all ability to give us children. Yiera Chanda usually either has them dropped in the wilds somewhere thinking they might find their way back to whatever village they come from... or... in more extreme cases, she has them killed. If you wish to survive, I recommend you do not speak unless spoken to."

Siyu swallowed noisily hearing of the fate of many of the men they had captured before. Suddenly, he was feeling quite uneasy about his stay in such a female dominated camp.

"K-killed!? I... I don't want to die! Please! You have to let me go!"

"I'm sorry but I cannot do that. Besides, if I'm right, you could be worth more than a single day's visit," Her hands continued to pass back and forth against one another, turning the previously crisp and bright green leaves into a dark mush of plant matter. She began squeezing the resulting pulp until a milky substance began to ooze, collecting it in one hand. She discarded the remnants of the leaves and smeared the cloudy resin against her palms before reaching out and applying the substance to Siyu's length. At first he winced but as time passed, he began to notice the sting slowly fading, "There, that should help with the pain. It will only last until morning. Hopefully by then you'll be back to normal. Now, I need to know more about how you got this big."

The kangaroo rat's eyes crossed as relief finally came, his length actually beginning to firm back up as the discomfort vanished, largely due to Calista constantly stroking him to make sure she covered him evenly.

"Oooo... that's better... thank you... thank you so much!" He sighed heavily and let his head hang for just a moment before he let the answer come forth, "It's a curse. I was mining for rare minerals deep underground rather than have someone mine it for me. I wanted to save some money. I dug a little too deeply, and happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I came into contact with the planet's gaia, her very essence. She wasn't happy about it so she did this to me. It's... it's not a very pretty story so I'll spare you the graphic details. Suffice to say there was a brief healing period. Afterwards, I found myself this big. It increased my size and my fertility. I haven't been able to properly mate ever since. Well... until today."

"I see," Calista withdrew her hands and opened another vial, this time pouring its contents on her hands and rubbing them over one another thoroughly, likely to remove that numbing agent from her skin before it affected her as well, "And do you know of anything that could break this curse?"

Siyu shook his head, staring at his once again rigid spire, silently cursing the dreadful thing.

"No. Nothing has been able to undo this. I've had to learn to live with it. I suppose it's poetic justice. I was doing the same thing today and it landed me here. I was carrying my own wares to the next market myself so I wouldn't have to pay a caravan to take them for me. I wanted to save some money by doing something myself, and I get captured."

After the lady finished wringing her hands to remove the plant's sap, she returned to her box and withdrew another charm, appearing in the shape of a curious face, its eyes closed, its hands lifted on either side framing that face, and a five pointed star standing out from its forehead. The whole amulet was no bigger than Siyu's fist and it quickly found its way to his sheath, pressed against him firmly. He shivered and grunted, blushing furiously as the woman continued her strange examination of him. Calista furrowed her brow softly as she gauged the pendant's reaction, feeling a soft warmth and a gentle trembling.

"It is indeed a powerful curse. Perhaps that curse will prevent you from being affected by the hex on our land," She moved the charm from the rodent's sheath down towards his still bulging scrotum, the warmth of his heavily endowed orbs passing swiftly to her fingers as she held the charm to him. It continued to tremble, that subtle vibration growing stronger. This was a curious sign indeed. Perhaps he could stave off whatever it was that left men unable to sire, "I will have to examine you again in the morning to make sure. For now though, Ameta will return with your food, you will eat, she will take you to be bathed, and you will sleep. Remember what I said, do not speak unless you are spoken to."

"I wouldn't understand them anyway. I don't know how to speak your language."

Calista nodded and began returning her things to the small box they had been carried in, conceding to the truth of his words.

"Indeed, but I would still recommend you not speak. Yiera Chanda might ask you something. If she does, I will try to be present to tell her your words. Keep your answers short. She does not suffer men lightly, especially those who speak out of turn."

Siyu nodded again, relaxed further than he had been all day. Perhaps it was the fact that this woman could communicate with him, or perhaps it was the notion that she seemed to intend him no harm. Whichever the case happened to be, he felt less on edge.

"Well, okay... I guess. Just one thing before you go. I hear people calling her yiera and chief and Chanda. I don't understand. Which is her name?"

"Chanda. Your people use the word 'chief' so those of us who know something of your tongue use it as well. I use 'yiera' because that is our title for her. It is our word that to you would mean she is the leader of our tribe. She is the sister who watches over us and protects us, makes decisions for the good of all, even if they may make others look unfavorably on her. It is a heavy burden but she bears it well."

That seemed to satisfy Siyu and he parted his lips to ask another question, now more curious about how the tribe was organized. Before he could utter a word, Ameta returned carrying two stone slabs ever so slightly curved into a bowl-like shape. From those two slabs, the rodent could smell something that might be edible, and not just edible but enjoyable to some extent. Immediately his mouth began to water. He had gone the whole day without eating anything.

"I brought him something to eat. Untie him so he can eat." The wolf lady grunted and plopped down on her rump, legs crossed, and an unamused little hint of a sneer spread across her muzzle.

"Now if I do that, he might run away. Shouldn't we find some other means of keeping him restrained before freeing his hands?" The dragoness raised a valid point, one that Ameta was all too quick to counter with an idea of her own. She had noticed that the rodent had returned to a state of full arousal. The priestess had made good on her word.

"I'll pin him down, you untie him." With that, the lowly omega cast aside her loincloth and moved to straddle the rat. Siyu's eyes widened as he watched her take up her position, only to push herself down onto his freshly re-stiffened rod. He grit his teeth and moaned again. Thankfully that numbing agent was doing wonders for his 'road rash' so to speak. Ameta gasped and shuddered as every last inch of him was pressed into her, giving her abdomen a visible bulge.

"Chanda said to wait until tomorrow for you to take your turn."

"And you said I could do this if you managed to help him recover. Whose side are you on?"

Calista shrugged and stood, moving to unfasten the kangaroo rat's wrists. Once he was free and able to use his arms again, she returned her hands to her bulging, sloshing stomach, still left a little breathless by the sheer volume she contained.

"Just giving you fair warning," She then returned to speaking the merchant's tongue for Siyu's benefit, "Ameta here will tend to you for the rest of the night. I will return in the morning to examine you again. Do not try to escape. Our hunters can be ruthless when told to show no mercy. And if that's not reason enough to behave, Ameta here has a reputation for biting. Don't give her reason to."

Siyu gulped noisily again as he trembled under the grey lady mounted atop him. He watched as she reached forward to collect her own slate and resume eating. How she was able to withstand him better than any of the others baffled him for the moment. Then it hit him. The plant resin the dragoness used to ease his suffering! It must have had a similar effect on her! The rat strained with all his might to resist the urges that came naturally to one in such a position and tried to focus on the flat stone atop his chest, placed there for his convenience. With unsteady hands, he collected a single bite of the rather crudely prepared meal and carried it to his lips. A few quick chews and he swallowed. It wasn't bad, but it certainly wasn't what he was accustomed to, and it was quite unlikely they would accept requests.

The two continued to eat in this fashion, the tall lady remaining somewhat unfazed by the mighty rod lodged inside her, and the rodent below timidly nibbling away on the food given to him. Ameta seemed to show little ceremony for the process, making short work of her 'dish' as it were before turning her attention down to Siyu, watching him eat so slowly. She wasn't the most patient wolf, staring harshly at the trapped male. All this served to do was bring his large ears into an intimidated droop. His pace remained unchanged.

"Eat faster! Need bath! No can eat while bath!" She bounced softly, not to enjoy but to press down on the trapped Siyu. He squeaked noisily as she let her weight impress upon him how much stronger she was. That and the mention of how willing she was to use her teeth gave all the incentive he needed. The rest of his food was quickly consumed and he dropped the stone slab onto the ground, outside of the puddle that had been created throughout the day. Seeing him choke down the last of his meal brought a grunt of satisfaction from the omega.

Without so much as a word of warning, the wolf climbed to her feet, dragging the mouse with her as she stood. A wet, muddy slurp filled Siyu's ears as he was pulled from the muck his forced antics had created. His usual creamy fur was matted and turned a dark brown thanks to where he had been sitting. He certainly did need a bath. Ameta did mention such an activity, but she never said anything about them bathing together but that seemed to be what she had in mind as she began walking along, rather carefully. Her grip was quite firm, and she wasn't even using her arms or hands. All that held him aloft and against her was their union below. If she were capable of this for long periods of time, it might end up being the tribe's preferred method of keeping him restrained. At least he wouldn't be stuck with his arms tied over his head. The pins and needles were killing him.

Ameta took her time in making her way through the village, feeling the rat's endowments swaying just behind her thighs. Something about such large swells pressing against the back of her legs sent a tingle up her spine. Of course, the monstrous symbol of masculinity trapped inside her could have lent to it. A hand found its way to her distended abdomen, tracing softly over the odd shape in her pelt as Siyu simply complained and reached up to cling to the wolf. He was hanging by a single point and a tender one at that!

"Ooo! Aaah! Slow down! Wh-where are you going!? C-Can't you let me walk on my own!?" He was ignored, much as he expected. Calista was the only one so far that could communicate with him to any real effective level. It didn't stop him from voicing any complaint or concern. He was suddenly silenced by the sensation of something sharply cold against his skin, specifically the hot, tightly stretched skin wrapped around his unnaturally large testes. The chill shocked him and his entire form tensed. With the sun hiding behind the distant mountains and the sky fading from a fiery red to a deep purple, Siyu found his vision slowly fading into the dark of the coming night. Night time and a large body of water while held prisoner by a tall, powerful she-wolf; things did not look good for him.

Ameta continued to wade into the softly lapping waves of the shore. The smell of the air made it clear the water would be salty. A soft breeze passed over the rodent's nude form as he shivered, ever so gradually beginning to acclimate to the omega's progress into the sea. As he eased in, his noises resumed, but came at a more muted tone. From a noisome series of cries, he had drifted down to a murmur of complaint. The water clouded with the color of soil as the filth began to leach its way out of the rodent's fur. Deeper he sank as Ameta continued to press forward, letting the waves splash against her abdomen. By now he was up to his waist as well, but thanks to his diminutive height, he would be well underwater before the whole of her chest disappeared beneath the surface. Hopefully she wouldn't be that cruel!

"Bath now. You clean, then go back." The 'articulate' woman let her words flow as more of a bit of a grumble. Her hands moved to begin scrubbing at her own fur, focusing heavily on the large oblong swell running along the whole of her abdomen. She marveled at how large it was, still not yet feeling the full effects of his presence. Groping over her distended stomach seemed to bring with it a strange sense of satisfaction however, evidenced by the fact that her efforts grew more inquisitive, and even more spirited.

"P-please... be careful... it... it's very tender!" His whine was a half-hearted little complaint. Before Chanda, he had not been able to properly make use of his 'generosity' since being cursed. Such attention to it was indeed growing painful, but it was as though he was catching up on all his missed opportunities. All at once.

If only he could see into the future.

Ameta paid him little mind as she continued her exploration of the odd distention in her fur. Something about it, in spite of being numbed somewhat, still felt quite exhilarating. And that feeling was growing. Maybe the numbing resin was wearing off. If that was the case for her, then likely it would begin to do so for the rat as well. She would have to move quickly if she was to get her satisfaction! Swiftly, she spun around, dragging the now confused rodent with her and headed back for the shore. Her legs powered through the water, creating a current around Siyu he was powerless to fight against. He found himself pressed urgently against the soaked grey pelt, having lost its silky, warm quality to the ocean. He tried to push away from her stomach but he simply could not fight the woman's determination, and thus the flow of the water against his back.

Soon, they were once more near the water's edge, though still far enough from shore to keep Ameta's knees submerged. With a heavy plop, she dropped herself onto the rodent's hips, pinning him against the sand. He cried out in surprise as he was sunk into the water again, now coolly kissing at his shoulders. The wolf's large hand gripped at his form, his arms now pinned to his sides for all intents and purposes as she took command just as all the others had. The only motion left to him was below the elbow.

"I... I can't do it! I... I don't have it in me! I'm too tired!" He almost believed his own words. Almost. Ameta on the other hand was oblivious to his words. Comprehension was irrelevant. All that mattered to her was the same result all the other ladies had gotten from him. A steady bouncing pounded him into the soft sand below, feeling much more forgiving than the grassy soil he had been mashed into earlier, and there would be no mud to dirty him all over again! He cried out and arched his back, trying to keep his head above water, as she rode him so roughly. Perhaps it was the subdued tactile sensation, or maybe she was just more frustrated than the others, but it seemed this particular girl had more stress to work out than the others. It only made sense. She was the omega. Likely she didn't get a chance to mate all that often.

The waves continued to lap against them, their movements making audible splashes that could easily have drawn the attention of others had there been anyone within earshot. The canine woman's grasp never relented in all the excitement. She remained just as firm in her grip of Siyu's mast throughout the whole event. The rodent meanwhile fought to keep his head above the water. It would be quite the embarrassing way to shuffle off the mortal coil, drowned while mating. His flat chest heaved as he fought not just against Ameta's advances but the added weight of the water surrounding him. Any deeper and it would have been uncomfortable. Deeper into the sand he was wedged, the individual grains slowly inching up around his legs and hips. The further in he was mashed, the more trouble the wolf had lifting him up. Instead, she felt his length beginning to shift inside her, rising and falling with every buck and bob. A moan caught in the lady's throat as she pushed past the last few lingering hints of the resin that had numbed them both, granting her a much more full experience.

It took her breath away completely. She rose once more and winced, not in pain but shocked stimulation. It was as though she had been struck by lightning and stunned silent. Then she let her legs give way and she fell back upon the kangaroo rat. Quickly she found her voice again. A howl rose over the whole village and raced out across the clam water. No one bothered to investigate the cause. They all knew. Ameta's grip tightened even further, her whole body not daring to let the rodent slip free, squeezing and pulsing around him until at last he could withstand it no longer. Siyu cried out as his length offered one final burst, just as copious and potent as every other contribution he had given that day. His length spasmed and bucked inside the tight confines he filled, not watching as the canine's belly swelled tremendously. The flood of seed flowing so freely into her womb left Ameta breathless once again, finally falling motionless as she sat atop the rat. Her lungs screamed for air, more than she could pump into them with each inhale. Now she began to see what the screaming was all about.

Quiet returned, broken only by the soft crashing of the short waves. The entire village had taken what they wanted from Siyu. What left the greatest impression on him was the sense of emptiness he felt. It wasn't that the whole day had meant nothing. No. It was more literal than that. In all the time since he had been cursed, never had he felt as though he literally had no more to give. He had been tapped completely! He was empty! It took a village of what had to be one hundred Amazon women riding him almost non-stop until they each had taken their turn, but he was empty!

"I... I don't think... I can... give anymore." Thankfully, he wouldn't have to. The rodent's panted words fell on deaf ears. Ameta was still lost in the afterglow of a powerful climax. It was several minutes before she came around again; several minutes Siyu lay on his back, propping himself up to keep his head above the waves. Finally, the wolf snapped out of her reverie and looked down at the great spherical nature of her stomach. It wasn't that big before. Now she would fit in with the rest of the tribe!

"Good!" That was all she could muster in her efforts to compose herself. After a few brief moments, she could think straight once more and she stood, still lodged firmly on the rodent's shaft. There was little to be done about it. Siyu was too tired to struggle and Ameta had no reason to care one way or the other at the moment. She turned back towards the vast cove connecting to the sea and eased back into the deeper waters. Their bath could continue now.

It was a short matter, cleaning the two of them. With the rat so spent from his day-long genital assault, it was left to the wolf to see to it he was properly groomed. Of course 'properly groomed' to the village was quite different from what Siyu was used to. It would suffice. Nothing more. The walk back to the post he had been strapped to saw the still exhausted male whimper softly. He would be strung back up. His arms were not looking forward to that. Ameta stopped before the wooden mast, eyeing it carefully, both the erect structure and the soil around it, still quite muddy from all that her prisoner had been put through. Putting him back there would undo the bath she had just given him. That would not do. As Siyu stared at the pole he had been strapped to for much of the day, he found himself surprised as he was turned about and led away. What came into view instead was what could laughingly be referred to as a 'cot'. In reality, it was little more than a scrap of fabric spread out across the ground with a rolled piece of cloth as a pillow at one end.

"You sleep now. Chief pick what do with you when sun come up."

"Sleep!? But... but I'm still... inside you!" His cry of dismay would not dissuade her. The wolf settled to the ground easily, pinning the kangaroo rat once more between her mighty thighs. From there, she rolled onto her side, wrapping her legs around the rodent's waist. He was now trapped against a large, tightly-stretched, sloshing belly he was guilty for making. At least it was warm, and her fur was quite soft. It felt rather awkward being trapped in such a way, but all things considered, it was certainly better than the post!

Falling asleep would be quite the trick he thought, until he realized just how much the girls had worn him out. In a matter of minutes, he was lost to probably the strangest, most frightening, most arousing dreams he had ever had. Heaven help Ameta if it got too arousing.

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The sun rose quietly over the distant mountains, casting jagged shadows across the village nestled against the almost perfectly circular cove. Life began to return to the quiet setting as the Amazonian women woke and took to their various duties. The omega snored quietly as she lay on her side, still locked around the rat between her legs. A pair of harsh eyes stared down at the pair before the butt of a spear nudged against the wolf's shoulder. She snorted and yawned, finally tearing herself away from the hunting dream she was having.

"Ameta!" The buffalo's booming voice jarred her quickly from sedation, "I told you to wait until sun up!"

The wolf rubbed her eyes blearily and quickly climbed to her feet, the rat still hanging by his impressive length from her vice-like grip.

"Yiera! I'm sorry! Callista was examining him last night and used her herbs on him! It eased his pain and it made him ready for use again! I thought... I thought it would do no harm!"

Siyu squeaked and wriggled against the swollen belly pressing outward against him as the two ladies traded words. The chief sounded rather angry. Hopefully she wouldn't punish the poor wolf; or him!

"Your selfishness may have ruined him! We don't know if he can be used again!"

The omega dropped her head and her shoulders slumped, taking a very submissive posture to her leader.

"I'm sorry sister... I... I didn't want to be left out."

Two strong hands reached forward and gripped the rodent, dragging him free of the she-wolf's clutches. Siyu yelped in surprise and squirmed quite strongly in protest.

"Stop! I didn't do anything! I promise! I stayed right there all night! I've not done anything wrong!" He as dropped roughly on his rump, his shaft bobbing in the cold morning air. He still had yet to properly soften in almost a full day. Two other ladies quickly gripped his arms and hoisted him back to his feet, only to drag him back over to the wooden post from the day before. He groaned as he was strung back up as if he were on display for all to see. The chief eyed him thoughtfully, still looking quite inhospitable.

"It would seem our prisoner has some strength to him after all," She ran a single hand along the underside of the still rigid spire, marveling at his resilience, "Bring Callista. We must know if he is still usable."

The dragon's name caught the rat's ear and he looked up. Of all the ladies he had been forced to endure, she was the most accommodating. Calling her in might mean they intended to treat him a bit more delicately. In but only a few moments, the jade figure, swollen to a motherly form, passed through the crowd of bulging stomachs and approached the buffalo. Immediately, Siyu spoke up.

"Hey! Hey! What are they going to do to me!? Please! You have to tell me!"

"Quiet!" She hissed to the restrained male, not so much to subdue him but more to warn, "I don't know yet! Remember what I told you about being talkative!"

He clapped his lips shut and stared fearfully at the tall, russet woman before him. That was right. She didn't take kindly to noisy prisoners. The chief turned to gaze at the priestess, running a hand over her greatly stretched abdomen in an idle fashion.

"What is he saying?"

Callista sighed and shook her head dismissively.

"Nothing important. He's scared. He wants to know what we're going to do to him. I've told him to keep quiet. Fear can be a powerful motivator."

"Indeed it can. I need you to determine if he is still of use to us. Ameta was not of the proper mind to follow direction last night. Has she ruined him?"

The dragoness nodded and moved in to address the male. Down she dropped onto her knees, her own bloated tummy providing a curiously comfortable resting place for Siyu's still rigid shaft, glistening with moisture from Ameta's night-long embrace. A cloth was retrieved to cleanse him of the clear, sticky, and rather fragrant oozings, leaving him dry in short order. Callista then ran her hands across his length, then over his gravid scrotum. They felt full, firm to the touch just as they had been the previous day. Could he have gotten so full so quickly? All of her ministrations left him shivering and moaning.

"Do you have to do that? Isn't there... another way you can... examine me that doesn't... feel like you're purposefully trying to tease me!?"

The dragoness cut him a softly annoyed look.

"Keep your voice down. And no, there isn't. Yiera wishes to know if you've been ruined or if you can still... perform. I must examine you," She returned her attention to his groin and furrowed her brow softly as the masculine aroma from before began to tickle her nose. He couldn't be that potent could he? A soft tingle between her nethers was all the answer she needed, "How is this possible? What is this?"

The buffalo frowned softly, not understanding the words, but recognizing the tone all too well.

"What is it? Is there something wrong?"

"No. Nothing is wrong." Her voice carried with it a sense of incredulity, which only further confused her chief.

"Then why do you sound so confused?"

"Because sister... nothing... is wrong. He is perfectly healthy. He has not suffered any ill effects. If anything, he's stronger now than my first examination of him. I... I don't know how this is possible!"

Chanda frowned deeply, not angry but rather curious. She stepped forward and knelt next to the green woman, gripping Siyu's surprisingly recuperated member in her tight grasp. Her fingers were quite strong, enough to make the rodent wince.

"Ow! Easy! Please be gentle!" His complaint was quickly silenced by a glare that could pierce even the thickest of armor. Callista meanwhile went about explaining the various symptoms she had picked up on, all of this beyond her patient's understanding.

"He has more seed to give, and the discomfort we caused last night has faded. He is as though yesterday never happened. His scent is even returning, and unless I'm mistaken, it's even stronger!"

The chief narrowed her eyes as all of this rolled around in her mind, beginning to take note of the strange effect that had claimed her yesterday. It was more than just a curiosity. The fire from before was building once more, and somehow, Siyu was the cause of it. Could it be that there was a scent so strong it could send any female into heat? Even while pregnant? The kangaroo rat's presence seemed to suggest this. And it was getting worse. Before, Chanda was able to compose herself with practiced stoicism. Not even the slightest outward sign could be seen. Now however, the observant viewer could see her shifting her weight back and forth, keeping her thighs pressed in against one another to brush back and forth. She was starting to lose herself.

"Move aside, sister."

Callista blinked and did as she was asked, standing and taking several steps back as the buffalo unstrapped the rat and forced him flat onto his back. Siyu yelped in surprise as he was shoved to the ground, staring up at the large, pregnant bovine standing over him. Without much regard for his comfort or her condition, the chief took up the same posture she had taken yesterday, and dropped down atop him. In seconds, Siyu was crying out once more in agonized bliss. There was something of a downside to finding a girl big enough to handle him. Chanda simply grunted in satisfaction, hiding a subtle shiver as it raced up her spine. She spoke directly to the jade woman who had familiarized herself with the rodent's manhood. As always, the language was beyond Siyu, not even able to pick up one or two key words. Eventually, Callista bowed her head and offered what had to be a form of acknowledgement to her chief.

"What!? What's she saying!? Why is she doing this again!?" His voice was punctuated by labored moans of half-hearted delight.

"She says I am to keep you in good health and fit for use."

"Use!? What kind of use!?" He could guess the answer, but he had to ask anyway.

"She has decided we are going to keep you so long as you are able to perform."

"What!? Keep me!?" He would have complained further, but a large, brown hand reached past the sloshing, gurgling sphere before him, clamping his jaws shut. The dragoness sighed as she turned to see a line forming behind the chief. Clearly Siyu's scent had already begun to waft through the tribe. They would need to move him every now and again so he wouldn't get so muddy.

"I did warn you about talking too much. Keep it up and she might decide you're not worth having around. Now, try to hold out. I'm going to go get my things. I have a feeling you're going to need a few more remedies today."