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I woke up soaked in sweat, so much that it took me a few seconds to realize that it was, in fact, sweat and not… something else.

It wasn’t the first time I’ve had that dream, but it’d never been so vivid before. The heat. The humidity. It all felt so real.

According to my cellphone, it was 4:33. Weird. I didn’t usually wake up in the middle of the night. The idea of going back to sleep while still drenched in sweat didn’t seem too appealing, so I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Initially, I only intended to wash my face, but I quickly realized that wasn’t enough, and decided to take a quick shower. Not the ideal time, but I needed to clear my head. I did my best to ignore the scenes from the dream that kept appearing in my mind… and the erection that they were starting to cause.

In the shower, my hand idly went to my now hard cock. “Why do I get turned on by… that?” I gave it a few strokes, but I quickly stopped. “Not now.”

I finished showering, dried myself and walked still naked back to my bedroom. I just wanted to get back to bed and fall asleep again, and I certainly wasn’t expecting to find him sitting on my bed: A huge black dog, much bigger than any normal dog could possibly be, almost the size of my whole bed. The dog from my dream.

“So you finally let me in.”

I wasn’t even surprised to hear him talk, although I wasn’t sure if he was really talking, as his mouth wasn’t moving. It probably wasn’t telepathy either, because I could clearly hear his voice coming from his direction. Anyway, he wasn’t an ordinary dog, that part was obvious not even considering the fact that he talked or that he’d just appeared in my apartment on the thirteenth floor. And what did he mean by me letting him in? I was pretty sure my door was closed.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?”

The dog smiled. “You know who I am, and you know why I’m here. I have to say, you made this harder than I initially thought. I saw some… resistance at some point, and I was worried you didn’t want me to come anymore.”

“I… have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Come on, don’t say that. What about all the times I’ve been in your dreams? Doesn’t that give you a good enough idea?”

My whole body shivered. “Those… those are just dreams.”

“I wouldn’t say there were just dreams. And right now… this definitely isn’t a dream.”

“How can I tell you’re not lying?”

“Why would I lie? You know perfectly well what you’re getting into, I’m not trying to deceive you. But if you have any doubts that you’re awake, come closer. Touch me. See that I’m real.”

I stood there, looking at the big dog sitting on my bed. I just didn’t know what to do, or how to feel. He was scary and intimidating, but also somehow familiar and welcoming. That made no sense. Nothing made sense anymore.

He stretched and let out a big yawn, giving me a good look of his maw for a few seconds. “I’m waiting. And I know you’ve been waiting for this for such a long time. So just give in. Stop resisting. You want this to happen.”

Hesitantly, I walked towards the dog. He wagged his tail in anticipation. When I was in front of him, I placed my hand on his furry paw. It was soft, and warm, and very real.

“I’ll give you a little lick, okay?” he said. “Don’t be scared, it’s just a lick.”

And indeed, without waiting for an answer, he put his slobbery tongue on my face and licked it upwards. I first thought it’d be kinda gross, but… it actually felt really nice, and his breath didn’t smell bad at all. To be honest, I was actually disappointed that it ended so soon, even though it was enough to leave my face completely soaked by his saliva. My erection was on full force at that point, and I made no effort to hide it.

“That wasn’t so bad, eh?”

I nervously shook my head. I wanted more, I wanted to be closer to this… dog or whatever he was. I climbed on the bed, next to him. My bed wasn’t small, but I barely had room since he was so damn big.

“Rub my belly. I know you want to.”

I nodded sheepishly. The dog lay down on the bed and exposed his belly in a playful position. I could now clearly see his sheath and his balls, and the view got my own cock even harder. I put my hands on the soft belly and started rubbing it. He wagged his tail even faster, clearly enjoying the attention he was receiving.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

“Yessss…”

“Good. Give it a nice rub.”

That was exactly what I did. I loved the texture of his soft fur on my hands. I loved his scent. I rested my face on it, enjoying the warmth and feeling strangely relaxed. Until his belly trembled with a powerful growl, at least.

The dog chuckled. “My belly is saying that it likes you too.”

I shuddered. “Are you… hungry…?”

“Of course I’m hungry. But don’t worry, that will change very soon.”

I just nodded, and continued rubbing his growling belly for a few minutes. I was very curious about his black sheath, but I didn’t dare touch it without his permission.

“Let’s change positions, I want to lick you again,” he said after a while. “You keep rubbing.”

I did as he said, and didn’t stop massaging his belly while he started licking my back. Just like before, I was surprised at the sheer amount of saliva that came out of his mouth, and just like before, I found myself actually enjoying it.

His tongue continued bathing my back, and then started going lower. My heart started beating faster as I felt him approaching my ass. He, on the other hand, didn’t make a big deal out of it, and after licking my buttocks for a while, he went for my crack, making me moan.

“You seem to enjoy this a lot,” he said.

“How can you talk and lick at the same time?” I asked between moans. It was a stupid question, but I was curious to know.

“Magic,” he simply said, while still licking me.

And then he inserted his tongue into my asshole.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!”

“Yup, definitely enjoying it. And I have to say, I’m enjoying it too. You taste quite nice.”

He moved his tongue in circles, giving me indescribable pleasure. I never thought a tongue could get so deep inside a person, although I guess his wasn’t a normal tongue anyway. I squirmed as he stimulated my prostate. He got on top of me, pressing my body against the bed with all his weight and leaving me completely immobilized.

I had his sheath just in front of my face. I made an effort to speak and ask another stupid question. “Why aren’t you hard?”

He laughed. “You want me to be hard?”

Before I could answer, I saw the red tip of his cock emerging from its black sheath. I looked in awe as the big member grew until it touched my forehead, smearing it with precum. I watched the bulbous knot form on its base only for a few seconds before the whole thing quickly retracted back to its sheath.

“Sorry, I’m just not interested in doing that right now.”

“What?!”

“I get that this is a deeply sexual experience for you. I understand, believe me. But I have other, far more important plans for you tonight.”

“Can I… just touch it once?”

The dog stopped rimming me and sighed. “Okay. Just once, and just because I like you.”

He raised his body just a little, barely letting me move, and I reached for his genitals. I put my hand on the black sheath and lightly caressed it. A drop of precum from before remained on its tip. How did he have so much control over it? Just… what was this dog? My hand then went to his big testicles and started fondling them. They were simply beautiful. I wanted to bury my face there. But as he said, he had other plans…

“That’s enough,” he said. “I don’t want you to be getting any weird ideas.”

Somewhat disappointed, but happy to have had the chance to do what I did, I withdrew my hand. I felt his weight once again pressing me against my bed. I was completely trapped under him, and had zero chance to escape. Not that I wanted to, anyway. This felt right. And it felt even better when he resumed licking my ass.

I wish he would’ve fucked me after that. That he’d replace that tongue with his fat cock. I wanted to feel it inside me, I wanted to be tied to him as he filled me with his cum. But I couldn’t just have whatever I wanted. I belonged to this dog now, that was clear, and his needs were more important than mine.

At least, I was thankful that he’d taken the time to rim me so diligently. If he’d continued just a little longer, I probably would’ve reached orgasm. But either intentionally or not, he stopped just before that. The absence of his tongue inside my rectum left a strange feeling of emptiness in me.

He got off the bed and walked to my feet. “Turn around,” he commanded.

I obeyed, and sat on the bed facing the dog. “What a mess,” I laughed, pointing at my bed, which was completely drenched in saliva.

“Who cares? You won’t need it anymore,” he said as he started licking my feet. “And if you think this is wet, just wait until you see your new bed.”

“I know, it’s just… I’m not sure about this…”

He stared at me with a confused expression, but didn’t stop licking. “Why?”

“I’m scared.”

“Ah, that’s understandable.” He closed his mouth around my feet, surrounding them with his warmth. “You know, this is happening anyway, there’s no changing that. But you can trust me that this is right. I know what’s best for you, and this is it.”

“I… I know…”

“Good. Now, don’t be scared of the inevitable. I know you’ve wanted this for a long time, so allow yourself to enjoy this moment.”

“I’ll try…”

“You will.”

And with that, he swallowed, and I felt my feet being dragged into his throat. It was happening, it was finally happening. There was no turning back now. Not like there ever was, anyway. This was, as he said, inevitable.

“You taste really good,” he said as more and more of my legs entered his mouth. He took his time, with his tongue exhaustively exploring every part of my body and covering it with his abundant saliva, which eased my descent into the dark abyss that was his throat.

And I liked it. No, I loved it. His tongue was already at my thighs, the rest of my legs already sliding through the tight tunnel. As my body kept going deeper into him, my butt was eventually reunited with his tongue. And what a reunion that was. Once again he inserted it deep inside my hole, making me squirm as it pressed against my prostate. I’d never experienced such sheer pleasure before.

“You can cum now.”

That was all it took. With a loud moan, I finally reached my orgasm, shooting ropes and ropes of cum inside the dog’s mouth.

“See? I told you you’d enjoy it.”

“Thank you… so much…” I said between gasps.

He removed his tongue from my asshole and slurped around my cum-covered crotch, making me shiver when he licked my sensitive cock. “Well, now that we’re done with that, we can continue with the main reason I’m here. Down you go.”

He swallowed once more, and my hips entered his throat. I could feel my feet pushing against a sphincter and reaching a somewhat less constrained chamber, which I assumed to be his stomach. Meanwhile, I was already up to my chest in his mouth, and I knew that soon enough it’d be my head’s turn.

While I still was able to do it, I looked at him in the eye, and smiled. “Take good care of me, okay?”

“Of course I will,” he answered as he continued swallowing.

Once my head had finally entered his mouth, he closed it, leaving me in complete darkness. Then he swallowed one final time, and the rest of my body passed quickly through his throat and reached the stomach.

I felt the dog moving, probably getting comfortable on my bed now that he had it all for himself. He let out a modest burp, and then I felt him gently pressing his muzzle against my form.

“Comfy in there?” he asked. I could still hear his voice clearly.

“It’s… nicer than I thought it’d be…”

Indeed, the place was far less unpleasant than I would’ve expected a dog’s stomach to be. In a way, it was almost cozy. It was dark, yes, and a bit cramped and extremely wet, but I had no trouble breathing, and instead of burning acids, there was just a nice warmth surrounding me… at least for now.

“Good. Make yourself at home. I’ll fall asleep soon, so if there’s anything else you want to say, you should probably do it now.”

What else was there to say? I’d already thanked him for rimming me and letting me cum in his mouth. “Did I… taste good?”

“You were delicious,” he said, and remarked it with another satisfied burp.

I smiled. “That’s… very relieving. I’m really happy to be here.”

“I know.”

“So… good night, I guess…”

“Good night, little human. Sleep well, I know I will.”

I wanted to ask him what would happen next… but I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to know the answer. I’d already witnessed how much control he had over his body, so I had a good feeling that, if he felt like it, he could keep me alive in his stomach for as long as he wanted… but that was a big if. More likely, I’d end up being digested during the night. But it was pointless to think about it, anyway. I belonged to him now, and there was nothing I could do to change my fate, whichever it was. So I just got comfortable, closed my eyes, and waited until the gentle rocking of the dog’s belly lulled me to sleep.