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Nathaniel was completely surrounded by growling wolves baring their claws and fangs. For some reason, they all were wearing clothes. The figure standing on a rock above him was waiting for an answer. He was 11'2 tall, his fur was black, his eyes purple and he looked incredibly fierce and proud.

• “I'm searching for a friend." Answered Nathaniel.

• “There is no friend of yours here. Humans aren't welcome in our mountain." Spoke the giant wolf.

• “I'm no human, I'm a servant and I'm looking for my Lord. He has disappeared since Sunday and I am getting worried. His name is Kyle and his fur is the colour of chocolate. Do you know where he is?"

• “I see no reason to help a stranger. Warriors, capture him."

All the werewolves jumped at the human, restraining him. Nathaniel thought it was best not to struggle. They brought him in a village in which werewolves were busy everywhere. They were building structures, cooking, crafting pieces of art and clothing. The villagers that saw him looked at him while whispering to one another. It looked like they were preparing some kind of big event. Nathaniel was brought to a warehouse guarded by a light gray werewolf that looked bored. They threw him in one of the many metallic cages that were here before leaving him alone with the sentry.

• “Hey..." Said Nathaniel, hoping to catch the guard's attention. “What's going on here?"

• “It's that time again." Replied the other with a monotone voice.

• “What time?"

• “Arena time."

Nathaniel remembered Howler talking about it. The Arena is supposed to be a savage event held by the blood tribe.

• “What's that?" Inquired Nathaniel.

• “A pointless tradition." Replied the guard.

• “Could you be more specific?"

• “It's a show, a display of strength to decide who will be the next chief."

• “And why is it pointless?"

• “Because no one wants to challenge the chief."

• “Why, is he that strong?"

• “He's almost twice the size of anyone here. There's no way we can beat him."

• “So... Why was I put in here? What are you going to do with me?"

• “More questions?" Said the sentry with the same monotone voice, even though he was getting annoyed.

• “I just want to understand what's happening!"

• “It's all part of the tradition."

Asking this guy for answers was painfully annoying. But he wanted to know more.

• “Are you guys unhappy with your chief?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “Yes."

• “Why?"

• “He boasts too much, his pride is so much bigger than he is. His predecessor was so much better, he was humble, nice, and above all he loved giving us shows." Said the Guard, his voice taking a slightly melancholic tone. “But Arkion beat him one day and became the new head of the tribe, forcing our beloved ex-chief into exile."

• “What? Exile?"

• “That's the tradition. Upon changing chief, the old one gives up the Lordship of the whole village to the new chief and then leaves in exile."

• “That's harsh..."

• “It's how we always did it." The guard sighed. “Are you done with the questions?"

Nathaniel gave up on asking more, seeing how the guard was getting irritated. He searched for ways to break boredom when suddenly, it hit him. A scent he knew all too well. How did he not detect it before? It was Kyle's! He searched all around him, looked at the other cages and found his lover. In the cell directly next to his was a chocolate werewolf in deep slumber. The distance between their two cages was thankfully small enough to allow the human to reach a hand to him. Filled with relief and happiness, he closed his eyes and caressed his lover gently. It woke up the sleeping werewolf, who turned around to face the owner of the hand that took his dreams away.

• “Nath? Nath!" Yelled Kyle.

There was a sound of metal bending as Kyle spread open the bars between the two of them. Nathaniel was lifted from the ground and drowned in a thick mane he knew all too well.

• “Nath! It's really you!" Said Kyle.

• “Hey, big guy." Replied Nathaniel, returning the hug.

The emotion was too much for both of them. No words were needed. They kissed each other and enjoyed their reunion. After long minutes of cuddling, Nathaniel broke the embrace and his face switched from relief to anger.

• “Kyle. Why did you leave like that at the King's cave!" Said the human.

• “I felt something happen to Andrew." Replied Kyle, on the defensive. “The link between he and I was severed, I had to go check!"

• “Do you have any idea of what happened after you left?" Yelled Nathaniel.

• “I... No, I don't..."

• “Don't ever do that again please."

• “But Andrew, he's... He's dead!" Said the brown werewolf, gritting his teeth.

• “I know." Said the Bride in a low voice. Fear invaded him again as visions from the shadow demon came back to him. “And I think I know who, or rather what, did it."

• “Tell me!" Ordered Kyle. “I'll go and kill him!"

• “You can't. He's just too powerful."

• “I don't care how powerful he is!" Kyle was getting more agitated. “He will die by my hands!"

• “You can't fight him, you wouldn't stand a chance! He almost killed my husband and I, Kyle!"

Kyle's jaw dropped and his eyes opened wide. Nathaniel realized too late what he had said.

• “Hus... band? What are you saying?"

• “Look... He is too strong for you. You can't"

• “What did you say!" Interrupted Kyle, his voice rising higher. “Husband? What's that!"

• “I awakened to special powers."

• “So you cheated on me like that, even going so far as to call that other guy your husband!" The brown werewolf yelled.

Kyle punched the human in the chest, throwing him away back in his own cage.

• “I'm no servant anymore, Kyle! I'm"

• “I don't care." Said the werewolf angrily, his expression changed to immense sadness and despair. He started crying. “I lost everything. My human life, a close friend and the one I thought was my lover."

• “Will you stop complaining and listen to me?"

Nathaniel was getting angry too, he transformed instantly to his werewolf form and leapt at his lover, grabbing him by the shoulders.

• “Look at me, Kyle." Ordered the silver wolf.

• “Who..." began Kyle. “Who are you?"

Since last time the two of them had met, Nathaniel had grown a lot. He was four inches taller than Kyle's 7'4 height. The chocolate werewolf was still crying, in shock.

• “I am Nathaniel, your friend and lover. After you left, I awakened to special powers. And I have become the Silver Bride. I can make servants out of Lords and do magic tricks by using their power."

• “Wait... What?"

Kyle was confused. Nathaniel smiled at him, and dove in for a kiss. They passionately made out while the brown werewolf was delicately exploring his lover's enhanced body with his handpaws.

• “Kyle, I chased after you because I love you. They may be husbands in name and I like them a lot, but you are and will always be my first."

• “They? Husbands? There are more than one?" Pouted Kyle in a mix of anger and disgust.

• “Please forgive me, Kyle."

A heavy silence fell. As the chocolate werewolf was caressing his friend, he calmed down.

• “Tell me everything that happened and maybe I'll forgive you." Said Kyle.

Nathaniel went on to explaining everything that happened to him. Assisting to the King's knighting ceremony, the discovery of his powers, the seducing of Aegis and then of the King. His meeting with the two werewolves near the forest, then the Lord of the Song and his seducing, and the battle with the shadow. And finally, he explained his capture by the Blood Tribe.

• “And so that's where I am now." Finished Nathaniel.

• “I shouldn't have run away that night. You suffered a lot because of that..."

• “I'll be fine. And besides, I wouldn't be here with these powers today!"

• “And husbands..." Pouted Kyle.

• “Look, King is annoying and haughty but both Aegis and Howler are awesome, you should meet them someday!"

• “Whatever. I'll forgive you, but only because you saved two lives and put the King back in his place."

• “Thank you so much, Kyle! I love you!"

Nathaniel grabbed his chocolate mate and hugged him tightly.

• “Hey, Kyle. Do you want me to make you a husband of mine?" Asked Nathaniel seductively.

• “What? Uh... I..." Replied Kyle, startled.

Before the chocolate werewolf could answer, they were interrupted by the chief of the village coming in the warehouse.

• “You two." Spoke the giant beast. “I am Arkion, chief of the Blood Tribe. As per the tradition, you will participate in the Arena tonight. I will explain to you what it is, but first, put on some clothes. We don't like indecency in our village."

He threw them a few clothes, which the two wolves put on.

• “The Arena is a sacred ritual held every month. It involves people fighting for the title of chief of the village. If you rank good enough, you two will be welcome to join the tribe under my command. Since you are outsiders, if you don't perform well we'll exile you. There are two ways you can win a fight. Either you knock your opponent out, or you force him out of the fighting area. Simple, right?"

• “Chief..." Intervened the bored sentry. “You forgot again the part about shaming."

• “I did not forget!" Yelled the chief. “Our Tribe is civilized and as long as I am the chief the shaming will not happen!"

• “Shaming?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “When someone wins a fight," began the guard, “he's allowed to do anything to the loser. Anything not harmful. I'm sure you can imagine what people went for."

• “That's unacceptable!" Yelled the chief.

• “Chief." Replied the guard, getting slightly angry. “This is precisely why nobody likes you. You took all the fun out of the Arena and made it a battle ground. No one likes fighting under these conditions!"

• “Well, I do! And as I am the chief, I will decide."

• “I long for the day someone will dethrone you." Replied the bored wolf, his voice back to monotone once again.

Nathaniel and Kyle listened to the argument unfolding. It went on for a long time, until the chief got too angry to continue and left the place.

• “So, why did he abolish the shaming?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “Well..." Started the guard. “He is a fighter. When he first joined the arena, he beat everyone but the previous chief. He never shamed anyone and looked away when those happened. He was always getting incredibly fired up about the fighting, and exceedingly angry about the shaming."

• “I see..." Said the silver wolf. “You said nobody likes him, is that true?"

• “Of course. It was because of him that we all started wearing clothes. He always talks about indecency and pride and dignity. Before he became chief, the Arena was always full of participants. Nowadays, there are never more than two warriors beside him."

• “I can understand," said Kyle, “fighting for the sake of fighting is... sad. The shaming was at least a reward for winning other than just fame."

• “Precisely." Resumed the guard. “Nobody cares about fame except him. So there you have it. He's forcing you two to participate because there was once again no challenger from within the tribe. He wants someone to fight."

• “That's just sad..." Said Nathaniel. “Why is he so insistent about decency?"

• “Nobody knows. Nobody cares. We just want our freedom back. It would be great if you two could win for us."

• “I will try." Said Nathaniel.

• “No! You can't," objected Kyle, “what if he beats you?"

• “We'll be exiled. It's not like we care about being here or not, right?"

• “Ah, well, I guess that's true." Said the chocolate coloured werewolf. “I don't want to fight, though. Is it allowed for someone to forfeit a match?"

• “No." Replied the light gray wolf. “You have to fight until you either collapse or get thrown out of the fighting area."

• “What if I leave the fighting area from my own will?" Asked Nathaniel.

• “Hmm... I guess that would be a loss."

• “So just like a forfeit!" Said the chocolate werewolf, excited about his discovery.

Kyle and Nathaniel thanked the guard for the information and discussed tactics until the evening, when the festival began.

Arkion came to get both of them, his stern look from earlier replaced by one of amazement and excitement. He had red markings all over himself, made with what looked like some sort of powder. While walking in the village, they saw a multitude of werewolves with the same kinds of marks all over their fur, wearing masks and pretty clothing.

The chief led the two lovers to a stand where dozens of masks were exposed. He tried on a few and offered the two lovers to also try some out. When he was finally satisfied and all three had chosen a mask, they went to another stand where Arkion grabbed a candy apple for Kyle, cotton candy for Nathaniel and ice cream for himself. The chief's smile was genuine, his eyes were admiring the signs and stands and decorations and lights everywhere, tail wagging fast from excitement. He was like a child in this festival, marvelling at everything.

Bells rang, and Arkion led the two lovers to the Arena, a one foot high and twenty feet wide circular structure made of wood, with painting close to the edges to mark the fighting area. Kyle, Nathaniel and Arkion were sitting in a special zone. It was gigantic, yet there was absolutely no one besides them in here.

• “That's the area for fighters." Whispered the chief to the two wolves.

The black wolf really looked like he was enjoying the festival. He would be an incredible chief if he wasn't so focused on preventing indecency and promoting dignity. An announcer stepped up on the stage and introduced the three fighters one by one with a monotonous voice. A few claps welcomed both the lovers, while Arkion got nothing but silence.

The announcer then called Kyle and the chief to step up. They both went on the stage, standing a few feet from each other. The giant black wolf crossed his arms, puffed his chest and grinned proudly. The crowd did not go wild at all. On the other side of the Arena was Kyle, shivering and tail tucked between his legs. He only had to stick to the script and get outside the circle as soon as he got hit.

The announcer lifted his arm, saying “Ready?" Arkion took a battle stance, and Kyle tried to mimic it. The referee's arm went down, and the fight began. The giant black wolf leapt at his opponent, hitting him in the chest with his elbow. Kyle blocked, but was hit by a kick right afterwards. He staggered in a comedic way, feigning a loss of balance, backing off more and more until he reached the end of the Arena and fell from the wooden structure, landing on his butt.

• “The winner is Arkion." Said the announcer, his tone unable to fake excitement.

• “Why... Why does no one ever want to battle?" Yelled Arkion. “You fell on purpose! That wasn't a fight! Where's your pride as a warrior?"

• “I don't have nor need any." Replied Kyle. “You dragged us into this against our will."

• “Fine! Stay down if you want. You'll never become a worthy fighter." The chief's voice was filled with disappointment.

Tears welled up in Arkion's eyes. Just as his smile was before, his tears were genuine. He wanted to feel the thrill of a true fighting. He looked at Nathaniel.

• “You're... You're also going to give up?" He asked, unable to hide his sadness.

The silver wolf said nothing. Nathaniel was asked to join his opponent on the stage. The fighters went in place and as the referee raised his hand, Arkion took a battle stance while Nathaniel was just standing here, looking at him. As the arm of the announcer fell, so did those of the black wolf. He had lost the will to fight. He looked down at the ground, overwhelmed with sadness. Why didn't anyone understand him? He closed his eyes and cried.

Nathaniel slowly approached the grieving wolf. He ran both his hands against the chest of the fighter. His hands caressed the fur slowly, eventually reaching the nipples, touching them gently. The crowd was whispering in awe at the boldness of the silver wolf. Arkion shivered. He wrapped his arms around Nathaniel in a hug. But the smaller silver wolf was gone, standing a few feet away and looking at the giant with a smirk on his face.

• “The battle is still on, isn't it?" Teased Nathaniel.

The black wolf wiped his tears away, regaining his composure and took his fighting stance once again. He threw punches and kicks that Nathaniel gracefully dodged. After a roundhouse kick, the silver wolf had disappeared. Arkion scanned all around him, when he felt two hands grope his ass. A moan escaped his lips, which made the crowd cheer in excitement. He felt violated, but at the same time the audience went wild for the first time since he had become the chief. His stern look changed to happy as he was finally getting the attention he craved for.

Arkion turned around with a low kick, confident about the hit this time. But his target had disappeared again. There were “Ooh" and “Aah" from the crowd. The fighter looked everywhere around and under him until his opponent landed on him, sitting on his shoulders. Nathaniel hurriedly covered the eyes of the giant, cutting his vision. Arkion tried to grab the offender, but the silver wolf was too nimble and dodged every one of the giant's attempts to free himself. With his feet paws, Nathaniel massaged the chest and belly of the fighter. He leaned forward and breathed in the ear of the giant, who shivered and stopped struggling. The silver wolf used that respite to put his right arm around the black wolf's eyes, freeing his left hand which he used to pet Arkion's ear. He approached his muzzle to the other ear and gently nibbled on its tip. The big wolf moaned loudly, and the crowd was cheering even louder for both of them.

Arkion was finally able to grab the silver wolf and held him in front of his face, huffing and panting. His eyes were fiery, his smile was big and he was enjoying himself even though the fighting style of his opponent was very peculiar. His expression changed to surprise as the silver wolf offered him a belt. He let go of Nathaniel to snatch the belt and attempted to prevent the fall of his pants. But it was too late, the piece of cloth was already on the ground, his two feet wide balls and enormous sheath were on display for everyone to see. Angered by the shamelessness of his opponent, he leapt at Nathaniel and violently pinned him on the wooden floor.

As soon as the silver wolf was stuck under the giant fighter, boos replaced cheers in the audience. Arkion's attention turned to the crowd, surprised and oblivious to the reason why they switched attitude. As he did so, his grip weakened. Nathaniel used the distraction to slip away while tearing the black werewolf's shirt. When Arkion realized his opponent had disappeared once again, he searched for him. He saw the whole crowd was going wild, whistling at the silver wolf who was holding the torn shirt and undressing from his, giving the audience a show of it.

Arkion leapt again to Nathaniel, who jumped to avoid the grapple. The giant beast was able to grab the legs of his target and yanked on them. He was rewarded for his assault. With the silver wolf's pants.

• “I didn't expect you to be so eager." Teased Nathaniel.

Arkion was blushing deeply under his fur. He turned to face the silver wolf, both of them now completely nude. He decided to finish it once and for all. He ran straight at the silver wolf. Nathaniel moved two steps away, tripping the black wolf in the process. Arkion fell violently on the ground, his head banging against the floor. The crowd went silent.

• “Oh no! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Said Nathaniel, slightly panicked. “Are you hurt?"

The black wolf felt dizzy. Once his vision focused again, his face turned to despair. He had crossed the line of the fighting area with his fall. There was a heavy silence that lasted a good minute. Nobody believed their eyes.

• “We have a winner!" Yelled the announcer, breaking the silence, unable to contain his excitement. “Nathaniel won the match! Let's give him a big round of applause!"

The crowd cheered, applauded and congratulated Nathaniel for his victory. The silver wolf helped the black warrior stand up. Arkion was trying to hide his massive sheath and balls in shame, looking at the ground. Nathaniel took one of the arms of the fighter and lifted it in the air.

• “A round of applause for him too!" Yelled the silver wolf.

But the crowd went silent. Kyle clapped his hands and cheered for the chief, starting a chain reaction of applause and cheers, even bigger than the one they gave for Nathaniel's victory. The chocolate werewolf then joined both the fighters on stage and hugged his lover, praising him for his fight. Arkion was extremely surprised, never before had he gotten this much support. He fell in tears and grabbed both lovers in his embrace.

• “Let us celebrate and welcome our new chief!" Yelled the announcer.

Nathaniel had forgotten about this. He was now supposed to take Lordship over all the wolves of this tribe and lead them. But he just couldn't, he had to go find Andrew's murderer and deal with him.

• “As the new chief of the village..." Began Nathaniel, “I declare that shaming is allowed again during the Arena. And clothes aren't mandatory anymore."

• “Wait!" Said Arkion, in panic.

• “And it will start right now! Arkion, sit down!"

The giant black wolf whined, but complied.

• “Kyle," whispered Nathaniel to his lover, “I'll show you what it means to be a Bride. Arkion will become a husband of mine. This is what I can offer you if you want to become one too."

• “So you're going to..." Said Kyle, depressed.

• “Yes."

• “But..."

Nathaniel grabbed Kyle and pulled him in a tender kiss.

• “Alright. Grow for me, Nath. Go huge." Asked the chocolate werewolf.

• “Alright, my love, I will."

The audience cheered for the two lovers. Kyle went back to the audience while Nathaniel walked to front of the arena. All the werewolves in the crowd had stripped of their clothes and were eagerly waiting for the shaming to begin.

• “I am Nathaniel, the Silver Bride. Today, I will not replace Arkion as your chief as I cannot afford to stay here. He will also keep Lordship over all of you. I will instead turn him into my fourth husband, making him a loyal servant of mine. He will stay as head of the tribe and act as a relay between you people and me when needed. Does anyone oppose this?"

A silence fell on the audience. Satisfied with the response, Nathaniel turned to Arkion, got on all four and crawled slowly towards the dethroned chief. When he reached to him he spread the legs of the shy werewolf, revealing his prize. He licked his lips at the display and hugged both the enormous balls. His muzzle rested on top of the sheath as he lapped at it greedily. He took a deep breath and plunged his whole snout inside the sheath, pushing in as far as he could. Nathaniel loved doing this with wolves that were way bigger than himself, and he was going to enjoy it. He would have to try sometime growing one of his husbands enough for him to be able to dive even deeper.

Arkion was moaning as he felt violated, yet aroused by both the silver wolf's treatment and the fact that he was being touched in front of so many people. He looked at the crowd and saw that they were all paying very close attention while cheering. Some of them were fapping to the show, some others were fucking each other and some others were sucking on other's cocks. Kyle was asked by many wolves if he wanted to have some fun, but he declined.

The insides of Arkion's sheath were thoroughly lapped by the silver wolf. It made the cock inside harden more and more until it reached Nathaniel's maw. The Bride wrapped his mouth around the tip, suckling on it wildly and taking more of it as time passed. Arkion's was overwhelmed by the new sensations.

Arkion's mind snapped, he grabbed Nathaniel's sides and lifted him against his chest, careful not to pull the werewolf away from within his sheath. As he did so, many of the watchers cheered in excitement. Some of them released their load simply by watching the show given to them, shooting their cum all over the Arena.

Arkion was delighted at the sight. He grabbed the silver wolf again and rotated him so that both their bellies were touching. He took Nathaniel's hardening dick in his maw and sucked it with all of his might. Nathaniel was face to face with the enormous balls again, he reached to them with his hands and groped them. The whole situation made him extremely aroused and his knot was already growing out of its sheath. The cock inside his throat was slowly creeping further in him, the bulge travelling down his throat, reaching his belly where it was depositing abundant amounts of pre. Nathaniel pushed himself out of the sheath to breathe. Arkion's spire was hardening fast, spreading the smaller wolf's maw wide open. The ex chief took his partner's knot in his maw, tongue running all around it and muffling from excitement.

It was too much for the silver wolf, who shot waves of cum in the awaiting throat of his partner. The giant wolf was taken by surprise but he swallowed it happily, his belly filling nicely. He let go of the cock, still firing loads of warm cum onto his face and chest. The crowd went wild upon seeing that, and more loads joined Nathaniel's in coating both the werewolves on stage. Arkion was in awe, he wanted more attention, more cheers, even if it meant doing lewd things for them. Kyle was jealous of both of the wolves. He wanted to be in Nathaniel's place, worshipping that huge cock, but he also wanted to be in Arkion's place, toying with his lover. His imagination ran wild and he pictured himself replacing one of the wolves. The display was too much even for him and he cummed all over the Arena.

Arkion switched position from sitting to kneeling so he could start thrusting in the smaller wolf's throat more easily. And he humped in Nathaniel, facefucking him wildly. His own knot grew out of his sheath, making the dick a giant four feet spire of flesh. There was no way that Nathaniel could take the knot, especially since he already had three feet of the cock in him. Arkion was pulling and pushing him onto his dick, all while thrusting savagely. Most of the wolves in the audience had reached their own orgasm by now, some of them had even reached their second and were closing on their third. Kyle was enjoying the show, shooting his second load in the maw of a wolf that was sucking him.

Arkion didn't last much longer, he pushed Nathaniel one last time all the way down until a snout bumped against his knot. He fired his incredible load, the flow was so intense that Bride's belly swelled very fast. The silver wolf was spewing lots of cum from his mouth despite the width of the spire blocking the way. As his belly got too full, the flow of cum coming out of his mouth increased tenfold and started leaking from his asshole in torrents. Arkion lapped the fluids coming from Nathaniel's hole, drinking his own overflowing cum from there, his belly filling with even more seed. The fluids were pooling under both of them, covering the entire Arena under a thick layer made from their orgasms. Arkion's balls emptied for five minutes, and by the end of it both wolves were completely soaked and filled in his warm seed.

Arkion fell on all four, still holding on to Nathaniel. The Arena was completely covered in cum. The silver wolf pulled himself out of the spire, cum dripping abundantly from his mouth. He moved Arkion's gigantic dick out of the way and reached for the giant wolf's navel, where the shining Core was waiting for him. He soaked it in the combination of both their orgasms before putting it back.

Arkion was panting deeply, his mouth dripping cum. He licked his lips and began cleaning himself, drinking all of the seed, feeling satisfied. Why had he forbidden this? He didn't understand it anymore. But now he wanted more. So much more. He needed it again. As if to answer his plea, two hands groped his behind. He presented his hole higher, lifting his tail high up. A hand teased the asshole, covering it with some of the mess that he made earlier.

• “Friends of the Blood Tribe, this is my power!" Yelled the silver Bride.

Nathaniel rubbed his cock against the presented asscheeks, and slowly inserted it in. He felt the power surge in him, stronger than any before. He forced his whole twenty inches spire balls deep in Arkion who was moaning of pleasure. The silver wolf pulled his dick completely out, and reinserted it whole, faster. It reached an inch further than before. His body was pulsing with power, getting bigger and better with every passing second. He once again pulled out completely and pushed it in again, one inch deeper yet again. His body growing, the thrusting in balls deeper every time and the pulling went on for a total of six times. On the last pull, he stopped a moment to admire himself.

He had grown ten inches in height from the power surge, making him 8'6 tall, His cock was now twenty-six inches long and eight wide and each of his balls was one foot wide. He showed his enhanced body to the whole tribe, they were gawking at the improved wolf. Kyle shot his third load inside another werewolf's asshole, jealous of the chief for being the one getting his lover's attention. Nathaniel then inserted his cock in Arkion's abused hole one more time, up until the knot. Satisfied with his growth, he started pouring power in his eager partner, while thrusting in and out at a steady pace.

Arkion felt the power flow in him, and it was intoxicating. His body was pulsing, and with each pulse he grew. His cock throbbed, growing and spewing small shots of pre every time. His balls expanded in both size and capacity for the incoming explosion of cum. He was panting, repeating “More" over and over between moans. The pulsing body of Arkion reached twelve feet. He was in complete bliss. Nathaniel too was lost in pleasure, his humping now included the knot entering and exiting with each thrust while pouring insane amounts of power in his mate, who grew faster and faster. He was gaining an inch every second, in both height and cock length, reaching already thirteen feet tall with a six feet long cock. Arkion took the tip of his own dick in his muzzle and suckled on it, drinking every drop of pre.

The silver wolf thrust his spire in his new husband's ass one last time, firing gallons of cum into the awaiting hole. The rhythm of the power infusion accelerated once again, and Arkion was gaining two inches every second. The Bride was getting dizzy from his power usage and reluctantly stopped pouring strength into Arkion. He pulled his still firing cock out of his new husband and aimed his dick in the air, showering his new mate to mark him with his seed. The rain lasted for a whole minute, and Arkion was coated in his Bride's essence.

Once Nathaniel's flow stopped he slowly walked around his new husband, admiring his work. The black wolf was now absolutely gigantic; he was seventeen feet tall, sporting a nine feet long cock and four feet wide balls. The silver Bride was in awe. He was especially proud of the spire that was now bigger than him. Nathaniel went in front of the ex chief who was desperately trying to reach his orgasm by humping against the ground, licking his spire and hugging his knot.

• “Arkion, do you want to cum?" Whispered the silver wolf in the ex chief's ear.

• “P... Please..." Arkion said, panting and moaning.

• “Do you guys want him to cum?" He asked to the audience.

They all cheered for him. Nathaniel went to the side of the cock and grabbed on to the giant tip.

• “You heard them." Said Nathaniel. “Cum for them."

The words filled Arkion's mind. He stood on his knees and roared at the sky as he came, firing torrents of his warm seed at the crowd before him. It was hard for Nathaniel to keep hold of the dick because of the strong pulsing, but he held onto it and aimed the cock at whoever wasn't covered in cum yet. It seemed like the gigantic balls would never finish emptying. It wasn't until the whole tribe was covered in white that the flow finally slowed, ten minutes after it began. Nathaniel went in front of the dick to get his share, getting completely coated. Arkion fell on his back from exhaustion on the ground once his orgasm was over, shattering the wooden Arena under his weight. The tribesmen were licking the mess, finishing their own third or even fourth load.

Nathaniel was satisfied of the spectacle. He reached to Arkion, pushed his impressive dick and climbed over his chest. The giant's tongue cleaned his partner in a matter of a few licks, before taking him in a hug. They both fell asleep in each other's embrace.

The next day, werewolves woke up to a shattered Arena and their village covered in cum. But they were happy with the previous day's show given to them by Nathaniel and Arkion. The Bride summoned the villagers and told them it was thanks to his powers that they both grew, even though Arkion shrank back to 11'5 during the night. He received the blessing of many villagers, especially the guard and the announcer that were showing now smiles instead of gloomy bored face from the day before.

He excused himself and left the village. Kyle and Arkion were talking outside the village.

• “It feels amazing!" Said Arkion, barely able to contain his excitement. “It's like... I have a bond deeper than I ever had with anyone, even stronger than with my Lord!"

• “I see..." Said Kyle, deep in thoughts.

• “Hi, you two!" Said Nathaniel. The other wolves returned the greeting.

• “I'm really grateful to both of you," admitted Arkion, “you know... You opened my eyes. About so many things."

• “Glad I could help." Said Nathaniel.

• “I didn't do much." pouted Kyle.

• “I'm still grateful to both of you. Silver Bride, I love you so much. And Kyle, thank you too." Said the giant, grabbing both of them in a group hug.

Kyle and Nathaniel both returned the hug, even though Kyle's was aimed mostly at his silver lover. Arkion broke the embrace, and gave a tender kiss to Nathaniel. Once they were done, the giant saw a mix of anger and jealousy on Kyle's face, so Arkion leaned and kissed Kyle tenderly. It took the chocolate werewolf by surprise, but he let himself enjoy it. It wasn't so bad. It felt good. Kyle even surprised himself hugging the ample neck of the ex chief, almost not willing to let it go. They then broke the embrace too and Arkion went back to the village after wishing them well.

• “Nath... I changed my mind. I won't forgive you." Said Kyle.

Nathaniel's heart sank in his chest. He had only one question.

• “What? Why?"

• “I won't forgive you... Unless you share your husbands with me. Arkion... He's really nice. If all your husbands are like him, I want you to let me have fun with them."

Nathaniel was dumbstruck at the request. But it was the greatest thing that could have happened.

• “Alright, I will! I'm sure they'll be happy about that too!" Said Nathaniel with a smile.

• “Nath. I want you to turn me into your husband too."

• “I will. But not now, we need to get back to town. And then we'll have all the fun you want."

Kyle grumbled, but he accepted waiting. Nathaniel transformed back into a human, and his chocolate beast carried him in his arms. It had been long since they were able to cuddle like that. Kyle couldn't wait for Nathaniel to turn him into his husband. He wanted it so badly that he was walking very fast, almost running.

They talked about everything while travelling. They didn't realize that a sparse black mist rose around them. The more they walked, the thicker it got.

• “Nath... Where are we exactly?"

• “Silly you. We're in the hills near" started Nathaniel. But he stopped, and watched all around him. “Wait. What is this place?"

The ground was rotten and barren, all vegetation was dried up. The sky was dark gray, filled with nasty storm clouds. The mist moved, forming a wall all around them, trapping them in a ten meters long area.

• “No! It's him!" Yelled Nathaniel in fear.

• “Who?" Asked Kyle.

The human jumped on the ground and ran at the smoke wall, thumping against it. He turned to his lover and saw a giant black shadow looming over Kyle.

• “Why, it's me." Said a deep voice from behind the chocolate werewolf.

Claws tore Kyle's backside open. He yowled in pain and fell face first on the ground. Nathaniel ran at him, kneeling before his unconscious lover.

• “You... Do to him what you did to that gray wolf yesterday. I want to see it as it happens." Ordered the shadow.

Nathaniel took a good look at the shadowy werewolf. He had grown some more since last time, he was now 8'6 tall. His whole body seemed darker and the black smoke dripping from his body was much thicker than at their first encounter. His eyes were an even deeper red than before, and his right one was dripping tears made of blood. Nathaniel was surprised to see the Power Core deep in the sanguine eye. It was surrounded by thick black mist, and was shining very faintly. Maybe he could try reaching his hand...

• “Don't you dare touch me, I'll kill you if you do." Snarled the monstrous wolf. “Hurry up, your friend needs you to heal him."

• “I can't! I have no power over him." Cried Nathaniel. He regretted not turning Kyle into his husband earlier.

• “So your magic isn't absolute." Remarked the shadow. “That's too bad. You're lucky my Master wants to experiment on you, or else I would have devoured you. And if you try resisting, I'll devour him." He said, pointing at Kyle.

• “I..." Began Nathaniel. “I'll follow you. But I'm the one you want, so please leave Kyle out of this...“

• “No can do, pup. He's our precious blackmail material, after all."

The shadow conjured a thick mist around the three of them and they disappeared in thin air. Upon landing somewhere else, something hit Nathaniel on the head, sending him to sleep.