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This story contains M/M sex between consenting adults, and is day #28's entry for Kinktober. Today's kink is Impregnation (Mpreg in this particular case), and comes to you thanks to Tuton! :3

What a Body Needs

Russie giggled as he cuddled up against Tuton from behind, running his scaled fingers down the wolf's lean, fluffy belly. The alligator's cock rubbed gently between the cheeks of Tuton's rump, pressed between the gator's own scaled torso and the white, frilled, deliciously and obviously girly panties in which Tuton's own erection was trapped.

"Such a pretty girl... look at how pretty you are..."

Nibbling and kissing at the wolf's neck, Russie motioned to the mirror before which they both stood. He ran his hands up Tuton's torso, and teasingly caressed the wolf's already stiffened nipples. A whine of pleasure escaped the furred male as he watched the alligator's reflection work his own to such delicious heights of arousal. His cheeks flushed as his rigid cock strained inside the feminine underwear that bound it, and he shuddered as the wet spot that marked the tip of his cock within that restricting, hot little garment grew larger with another couple of back to back twitches from his straining member.

"You're ready. You're ready to have me inside you, right, pretty girl?"

Another whine escaped the wolf, and an urgent, eager nod followed suit. Russie grinned, but rather than acting on the other male's assent he kept on talking. Kept on kissing oh so tenderly at Tuton's neck, and kept stroking his friend's body with his fingertips, driving him more and more wild with already feverish desire.

"You're gonna be the best momma."

Tuton raised an eyebrow, and was about to smirk, to giggle as he considered that fact whilst staring at his own cock throbbing and dripping inside his panties. Before he could say anything to spoil the gator's teasing and admittedly rather fun suggestion though, a strange sensation crept over him. Like butterflies in the stomach, only... more so. A fluttering and dizzying sensation of lightheadedness, followed by something bigger. Something stronger. A need. An urge.

The wolf growled passionately as Russie's smile grew wider upon his toothy, scaled maw, and before long the alligator found one of the wolf's paws pressed against his own, holding it tight where he'd been gently stroking Tuton's flat, fluffy furred belly.

"Yeah... that's it. You can feel it, can't you? Your body's ready. Ready for my cock... ready for my cum. Ready to have my baby."

With a desperate cry Tuton pulled himself away from Russie's tender clutches. Not to try and escape the gator and whatever he was managing to do to the wolf's suddenly lust-stricken mind, but to race to the bed. To fling himself down across it, tailed raised high, and tug his panties down to expose his bare ass to Russie's gaze... and whatever else the gator had to offer him.

"Breed me..."

The wolf couldn't have said anything else. Those two words were it. His whole world encompassed in a few short syllables. His body demanded it. His mind knew it was the only thing that made sense. His heart longed to know that it was soon to be filled with love for another. Russie may have been his friend and fuck buddy, but the baby they would bear together...

"Breed me. Now!"

The mere thought drove Tuton wild, and as he howled pleadingly he buried his face in the bedding before him, clawing and scratching at the sheets in frantic desperation. He had seen females in heat before, but this... was this really what it was like for them? Such a savage and primal need. It felt like an eternity before Russie had walked calmly, oh so painfully calm and grinning all the while over to the bedside table, grabbed a bottle of lube, and padded ever so calmly back round to stand behind Tuton. It was beyond hell for the wolf as he peered back over his shoulder and watched the reptilian male's lithe body up-end that bottle and squeeze the slippery translucent substance out onto his palm, then begin to massage it up and down the length of his twitching, rock hard cock.

Rolling over onto his back, Clutching at his own legs behind the knees and staring down at the tip of his cock now straining against the panties still half covering his drooling, urgently twitching manhood, Tuton gave a girlish yelp of glee when finally Russie stopped tending to his own erection, apparently finally deciding that the lube glistening upon it was suitably distributed. The alligator looked up at the wolf with a teasing grin, and flicked his head, long brown hair cascading down over his green scaled shoulders. His lithe and feminine form had never looked more manly or imposing to Tuton than in those moments as he stepped closer, and reached out to grasp at the wolf's thighs.

"A-aahhyes..."

The needy male felt himself being dragged right back to the edge of the bed, and his cock spurted its largest, thickest load of pre-cum yet out into the now soaked and oozing fabric of his panties as Russie began to rub his cock back and forth along the furred cheeks of Tuton's rump. His stomach fluttered and ached with its desire to be filled. He swore already it felt more tender, and as he stared down over it and his straining cock, the wolf almost hoped that it might somehow already be beginning to swell with fertile life.

His eyes rolled back in his head, and a deep and satisfied growl escaped Tuton as at last he felt Russie's cock begin to slip into him. It pushed forward with the same purposeful and methodical lack of speed that had driven the wolf wild thus far, but now he was thankful of that fact. The feeling... the sensation of being filled, it was like nothing he'd known before. This wasn't just sex. This wasn't anything he had ever experienced. He was so tender inside... so ready, welcoming. The gator's cock slid into his ass with absolute ease, and yet still he was glad of the lack of haste, for if Russie had gone any faster Tuton felt like he might have gone over the edge right away.

When the alligator began to fuck him, yet more tender words spilled playfully from his grinning, toothy maw. Russie knew exactly what Tuton was going through right now, and though the wolf didn't know how, he could see in the other man's eyes that the gator was not just aware, but wholly responsible for everything he was feeling.

"Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need from me, momma wolf..."

Tuton whined pleadingly, shameless and frantic in his singular demand.

"Cum in me. Cum. Please, Russ... please, put a baby in me."

And to his joy... to his absolute and overwhelming relief, Russie's grin faded. The alligator's playful and teasing twinkle in the corners of his eyes diminished just a little. And in their place, a more tender, sincere smile emerged.

"Alright."

His hips began to rock. Tuton yelped, and gasped in strained ecstasy as the scaled male's cock began to do exactly what he needed of it.

"Yes... o-ohhhh yes..."

The alligator's cock moved faster. It grazed and struck at Tuton's prostate, a spot which was sensitive and responsive to pleasure under the most normal of circumstances, and which now drove him nothing short of wild with the stimulation it provoked. With every thrust Tuton felt more motherly. More like this was something that had not swept over him mere minutes before, nor hours or days, but had been years in the making. His whole life leading to this moment. To the creation of a new one between him and his friend.

"Russie! Aah! Ahhhh! It's t-too much... I can't... I'm... ohhh god, Russ, I'm... g-gonna..."

Never mind his hyper-sensitive body, just thinking about what was happening to him, what he knew was going to come of this singular act had Tuton hanging on the edge of climax. His cock ached and oozed pre-cum into the already translucent and dripping fabric of the panties still wrapped around their tip. He reached down across his writhing and trembling form not to masturbate himself, not to relieve his needy cock, but to rub his belly. There was no denying it now, it was already getting bigger. Not swelling with the fullness of pregnancy by any means, but readying itself to bear that privilege. His whole body was growing more curvy. His hips wider and more solid, built to carry and support and protect new life. He could feel it all, and it all felt so very, very good. He'd said it was too much. He had tried to say he couldn't handle it. And in that fact, Tuton was absolutely right.

With a grunt of effort and a reptilian hiss of pleasure, Russie began to flood his dear friend's backside with cum. His smooth hips slapped against Tuton's furred ass as load after load was delivered deep into the wolf, and though it should have been impossible, though it should have done nothing but satisfy the wolf's lustful desire to be filled by his friend, they both knew as soon as it happened that Russie's orgasm was going to do far, far more than that.

The wolf howled, and began to pump his own hot ribbons of seed into the already saturated fabric of his panties. He stared down at his twitching, spurting cock, he stared at Russie still feverishly humping at him, still gasping and moaning as he filled Tuton with his potent, abundant offering. He stared at his own stomach, at the hands trembling upon it as he felt Russie's cum flooding him and getting to work with its unique and glorious task. He rubbed his belly with trembling fingertips, and through his orgasmic rapture moaned a few loving, tender words to what would soon begin to grow within him.

"I... I love you. Momma loves you."

By Jeeves

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